#pls make it to nearby theaters pls make it to nearby theaters pls make it to nearby theaters pls make it to nearby theaters

[nnobara]

"then why do you draw, fujino?"

[morguecuts]

Love Laced Caffeine

five hargreeves x fem!reader synopsis: lovey dovey morning with five :)  word count: 1.1k tags: lots of fluff and cute moments  authors note: i love adding pre-story lore, but if im too detailed pls yell at me, okay thx enjoy! dedication: my bestfriend @solspina who sits with me everynight as i write. i love you forever. check out her work if you enjoy warhammer, the stories are absolutely incredible.

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the constant impending apocalypse is no longer a worry ever since the world was saved. special abilities have only ever been used in a joking, or more importantly an emergency manner, since then. you met the umbrella academy in 2019 but are now 3 years deep into a very loving and committed relationship with arguably the grumpiest family member, five hargreeves. 

he was surprisingly the sweetest person you’ve ever met. the overprotective nature of his actions was incredibly attractive. his words were only ever gentle towards you, a walking example of hating everybody who wasn't his lover. his “old soul” showed itself in the way that he treated the relationship with you. 

he constantly took you on dates, sometimes small, like watching a movie at the nearby theater, or larger, like trips across the world to go sightseeing. five bought you a multitude of gifts since you’ve been together as well. the most cherishable was the silver chain that dangled from your neck, symbolizing the first time he admitted he was in love with you. ever since then, you’ve dedicated yourself to being the only person he will ever need. to this day, he is still trying to repay you for loving him this hard. 

there was always a peaceful sensation waking up in the academy house. the feeling of being surrounded by those who love you, everyday, brings a smile to your face. the siblings agreed on not moving out for a couple years, taking time to overcome the years of trauma collected more recently. although you would like to have your own place with your boyfriend, there's no harm staying here with everyone else for a while longer. 

you remove the weighted sheets off five’s bed allowing the breeze to strike your body. the shock of the cold floor sends a bone chilling feeling starting from the bottoms of your feet, all the way to the tips of your hair. there's a slight grumble coming from the boy still lying in the bed. a combination of annoyance and sadness stretched across his half-awake face. 

“please, a couple more minutes..” his face turns to face your direction, sleepy eyes barely open but still pleading with yours. a lone arm reaches out to grab yours, a small attempt at preventing you from leaving.

“as cute as you are, i really want to go downstairs for coffee.” you lean into his touch, bending down to place a kiss on his lips. a smile creeps upon the boy, a sly hand wrapping around your waist dragging you down onto his chest. you let out a surprised eek before giggling. 

“can you survive 20 minutes without coffee?” he nuzzles into the crook of your neck, rubbing your back subconsciously.

“fine, 20 minutes and then i’m getting up without or without you.” you look up smiling at him, the boy leaning down to kiss you once more. his gentle touch makes you sigh into him, melting into his body, relaxing against his chest. he pulls away and wraps the bed sheets back over the two of you. 

the combination of a cold room, warm bed and safe boyfriend creates a comforting environment, your eyes fall drowsy before slipping into darkness. when you awake, the bed is empty, no five to be seen anywhere. you rub your eyes confused, sit up for a moment and sigh. a faint smell of coffee is brewing in the distance, most likely in the downstairs kitchen. you decide to follow the scent trail in hopes that your boyfriend is waiting for you at the end of it. 

the house is peacefully quiet, a gentle hum lingers over the hallways. you make your way down towards the rest of the house, whispers and giggles come from beyond the doors of other bedrooms. you pass viktor going up the stairs as you come down, greeting with a cheerful embrace and soft smile. 

“seen five anywhere?” you ask, pulling back.

“hmm, kitchen i think? was making pancakes when i passed by” he smiles at you before turning to continue his journey upstairs. with a small nod, you thank him.

rounding the kitchen's large wall, you see five standing over what seems to be the pancakes cooking on the stove. his back is facing you, unaware that you entered the room. his hair is still messy as if he woke up moments ago, loose black sweats hang from his waistline, a green jumper embracing his torso. the record player sits in the living room, playing distant calming jazz music as five hums along. 

you creep up behind him, wrapping arms around his waist and laying your head onto his shoulder. his body tenses for a minute before relaxing, his arm bends backwards to hold your waist, pressing you into him. 

“good morning, love. i was going to bring this up to you, but now you’re already here” he speaks while flipping the soft flannel cake on the pan. he gently places the spatula onto the counter, spinning in a circle to face you. your hands still wrapped around his stomach carefully, holding his touch.

“mm sorry, i smelled coffee and knew i’d find you somewhere nearby” you smiled up at him, his deep brown eyes staring back before leaning down. he places a gentle kiss upon your lips, hands cupping your face as he does so. you lean into his hands, kissing him back while running hands to the back of his neck.

his hands rest on the backs of your thighs momentarily before he bends into a swift motion, picking you up and gently setting you down onto the closet counter. you pull back from him, laughing at his action. he shoots a grin in your direction before turning back to the well toasted hotcakes. there's a peaceful silence between the two of you before he speaks up once more.

“coffee is still hot, want me to make you a cup?” his loving tone swoons you everytime he offers to do even the smallest things. you nod yes before he swiftly turns to begin making the warm beverage. the boy presents the drink just how you like. it didn't take him long to memorize exactly how you favor it.

everything he does for you is a constant act of service, from a small cup of coffee, to a full platter of breakfast foods, or even carrying you upstairs to lay together once you’re happily full of food. his love for you is laced in the caffeine high that he brings with every kiss.

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thank you so much for reading!

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[rafayelsfever]

-Rainy Day-

⟡ pairing: rafayel x fem!reader

⟡ cw: slightly suggestive

⟡ word count: 825

⟡ a/n: hi everyone! this is my first fic so i hope its not too bad T-T pls feel free to give some criticism or anything in the comments! this fic is also loosely (very loosely) based off of rafayels fiery undercurrents card.

Out of all days it just had to be raining while you and Rafayel were out on the first date since he got back home from a long business trip. Your plan was to watch a new movie that just came out with Rafayel and after, walk around and check out the huge christmas tree at the nearby park. What you didn’t plan was the unexpected rain that came pouring down minutes after you guys left the theater. Obviously you couldn’t go look at the tree without an umbrella and the rain didn’t look like it would stop anytime soon so you and Rafayel decided that it would be better if you guys went back to your apartment, and so you did.

You insisted Rafayel shower first since you felt bad that the date didn’t go as planned so after a little bit of back and forth with him on who should shower first, he agreed. After you showered you planned on just sitting on the couch with Rafayel and watch some movies at home since the rainy weather was kind of cozy. Your hair still damp, you walk over to the couch, Rafayel, already sitting down, looks up at you and notices your wet hair. “Are you done showering?” His head slightly tilted while looking at you. “Your hair’s still wet.” He says getting up and walking over to your bathroom.

You hear some noises in your bathroom and a few minutes later Rafayel walks out with a hair dryer in his hand. He sits back down, patting the spot next to him signaling you to sit next to him so he can dry your hair. You have one leg crossed resting on the couch and your back turned so it's easier for him to dry your hair. He turns on the hair dryer and starts drying your hair. The warm breeze hitting your neck and the feeling of Rafayel brushing his hands through your hair calms you, almost making you doze off a little. By the time he was done drying your hair you had a brilliant idea. You told Rafayel to wait as you quickly got up, almost tripping on your own foot to get something from the bathroom.

When you come back out, Rafayel sees the two packs of something in your hands. “What…are those?” Rafayel says, sounding a little nervous. You quickly respond. “Their face masks! I know this isn’t exactly what I planned for today but it'll still be fun.” You start walking over and when you’re in front of Rafayel, he puts one hand on your waist leading you to sit on his lap. Once you’re seated you rip open the package pulling the mask out. Rafayel leans his head back a little and closes his eyes. You get a little closer slowly putting the mask on, catching yourself staring at Rafayels lips for a little too long. “Watcha looking at?” Rafayel says out of nowhere, scaring you. You lean back a little, startled, almost falling but he catches you wrapping his arms around your waist. His face so close to yours, you can see every detail and every mole, you can see the way the blue and pink mix in his eyes so addicting you could get drunk just from looking into his eyes. You can feel your face flushing with a crimson color and your cheeks heating up like you just came out of a sauna.

“Do you have a fever? Why is your face so hot, and red?” Rafayel teases at you a little. You cover your face with both your hands out of embarrassment. You can hear Rafayel shifting a little, did he move his head? The next moment you can feel his breath next to your ear making you blush even more. “Did I make you blush cutie?” Surprised, you uncover your hands from your face and your eyes meet with Rafayel yet again. This isn’t something new, you and Rafayel have kissed many times and had eye contact many times but maybe it was because he was away for so long you're not used to this much attention. He looks at you with this desperation and neediness in his eyes. His hands traveled to the side of your thighs and your hands on his chest. You quickly give him a kiss on the corner of his lip before hiding your face in his chest. He lets out a small giggle before lifting your chin up so he can see your face. He looks down at your lips and before you know it his lips are against yours. A soft slow kiss that you missed so much. You missed the way Rafayel kissed you, the way he hugged you and especially the way he touched you. You could tell the both of you waited for this moment for what felt like ages and you didn’t let the time you guys spent apart go to waste.

[minhio22]

Pls pls pls can I request a Kanata x reader fic where the reader steals a kiss every time he least expects it. In the end, he gets frustrated (bro’s just embarrassed) so he decides to take his revenge.

Thank you and much love <3 ~ Sil

Revenge

IM SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG CAUSE I GOT STUCK MIDWAY MFHDUG BUT ITS KINDA SHORTER THAN I USUALLY WRITEBCJVJVBBB HOPE U LIKE IT SIL

Giving physical affection to Kanata was funny in a sense. Funny cause he would always get embarrassed when it happens but proceeds to deny it every time. Despite it being painstakingly obvious that he is in fact flustered with the way his cheeks turn red everytime. Which you thought was cute and it made you want to fluster and tease him even more.

Throughout the day there were times you would steal a kiss from him here and there. Whether it be a kiss on the cheek, nose, forehead or even a quick peck on the lips it would take Kanata by surprise every time. With a red face and a slightly shaky voice he would ask you what you were doing, trying to give you a snarky remark but it didn’t have much bite. It never did when it came to you.

A kiss pressed on the base of his neck while he was making breakfast. You had stayed the night and snuck up from behind him as he was busy doing what he was doing. The action made him jolt and the butter knife he was holding clattering on the counter. You couldn’t see his face but you could tell Kanata was red as a tomato if his burning ears were anything to go by. A peck on his cheek during a movie out at the theaters. A kiss on his nose when you were at that record store he and Nayuta always frequented. Well in short there wasn’t a single opportunity you would let go to waste just to give him some of that needed affection. That and he always looks so cute while he was denying just how much it didn’t fluster him.

To say the least he was annoyed. More or less. He couldn't properly be annoyed since it was you but it did tick him off at how often you found yourself enjoying his embarrassment. Kanata felt like he should get back at you somehow. However, that was the thing that stressed him the most for the next few days.

There were moments and opportunities but to him it felt embarrassing to suddenly give you a kiss. He wasn't sure how you always do it so effortlessly and might I saw with little to no shame. So there were times Kanata looked like he was thinking really hard about something but when you asked he merely brushed you off with a huff and a stutter. As time went on so did moments like these increase. It felt odd, seeing Kanata so at odds with something. It wasn't until a certain day that he finally bursted.

As usual, the two of you were on a walk together at the nearby park. There weren't many people around, only a group of children laughing and running around as they played with each other. Kanata felt like today he had to do something. Even if it ended up being poorly prosecuted. Even if it wasn't a fairytale romantic kiss. He was never that romantic anyways is what he thought.

You noticed Kanata was having one of his newly frequent zone outs as you were walking and decided it was maybe a good time to pry.

“Kanata, what are you thinking so hard about? Hm?” You inquired.

“Nothing…” Kanata just waved you off, as the tips of his ears turned red slightly. It wasn't obvious since his hair was covering them.

“Is that so?” You started to poke at his cheeks. “Come on, you've been like this for a while now. You can't tell me there's nothing going on??”

At your insistent poking, Kanata grew more and more flustered, his neck soon turning in colour too. It wasn't long until he blurted out what had been worrying(?) him all this time. When you heard it you were quite startled. Maybe because you didn't expect it? Or was it because it was so weird of a thing to stress over? But laughter could be heard coming out of your mouth.

“H-hey! Don't laugh!” Kanata was very very embarrassed. He knew it was something that he normally wouldn't stress over but he was and god he felt like digging up a hole or whatnot.

“S-sorry ahaha you just.” You couldn't even get the words out of your mouth properly since you were laughing so hard, hitting your thigh with your palm. “It's just. You? Thinking so hard about something like this? That's so cute, Kanata. You're such a softy.”

“I-i” Maybe Kanata was starting to get a little annoyed by your laughing (not really) so the next few moments were solely based on his impulsive thoughts. The next thing you knew he had grabbed your shoulders firmly and pulled you to kiss him without much thought.

Ah. That shut you up real quick. You quickly melted into the kiss. It was surprisingly soft as opposed to the other times but who were you to complain. When Kanata pulled away you were slightly dazed from the impromptu kiss.

“Finally.” Kanata muttered, his whole face red from the situation. Maybe a frustrated Kanata wasn't all that bad.

[javisjeanjacket]

Hard to Find - ( joel miller x reader)

A/N: I didn’t wanna do it to ya, but something about a dirty sweaty emotionally scarred dilf man...I JUST CANT STAY AWAY!! Anyway this is a lot of build-up and backstory laying and in part two there will be less of that, more action and ~drama~. But for now, enjoy :)

also!! I’ve not played the game, i’m only watching the show as it comes out so no spoilers pls!!

Word count: 1.6K

Warnings: descriptions of the night of the outbreak (a lady gets bitten, puke is mentioned briefly, blood is mentioned briefly), canon-esque action, feelings of being overwhelmed and anxious are described but not heavily focused on, the relationship with Joel is ~complex~

He remembers you from before. He remembers how easily smiles used to come to you and how kind you always were to Sarah. 

You are not like that now.

He’s not like he used to be either. 

You were with him when he lost her; you saw the unyielding nothingness infect him and the hopelessness settle into the cracks in his skin. Joel changed after he lost Sarah; he was no longer the hot handy neighbor who helped you hang up your Christmas lights every year. He was barely a functioning human at all. 

The past ten years, you had tried to be there for Joel when he needed you. He would spill his guts to you, trembling and crying until he fell asleep with his head in your lap, and then wake up the next morning, make you coffee and pretend like nothing happened. Other nights he would call you, take your hand as soon as you walked in his door, and look at you with big, brown, helpless eyes. You would stroke his cheek or rub your thumb over his and he would lean in for a gentle kiss that lead to the two of you in his bed, his hands worshiping every dip and curve of your body, that then lead to him making you coffee and eventually moving in with him. You knew Sarah, and you had known him, and you were the only part of his old self that he could remember anymore. He refused to call you his partner, but keeping you safe was more important to him than his own life. 

You didn't really know why you were doing what you were doing. Picking up ingredients to cook a dinner for a man you adored, who you suspected adored you too, but refused to acknowledge it. Often, you thought of just up and leaving the QZ and Joel behind, heading for anywhere else that people might be, in an effort to stifle how you felt about Joel and to garner enough self respect to stop yourself from letting him use you. 

‘But I couldn’t leave him.’ you thought to yourself. ‘Why not?’ You argued. ‘If a better opportunity came along wouldn’t Joel just leave you?’ You bit your lip and tried to focus on the rations you were putting in your pack. ‘It’s not worth thinking about. Not anymore.’

“Get down!” A voice rang out suddenly over the market square. 

“Shit!” You cursed and bent down to shield yourself using the vegetable pasta stall. 

The sounds of a grenade detonating reverberated off the brick and you braced yourself for impact. Debris violently flew through the square, crashing and bouncing all around you. Brick shot through the pasta stall and broke into smaller pieces when it crashed to the ground before you. You whimpered and closed your eyes. A flash from that night, Joel’s birthday, September 26th 2003, played in your mind. 

The movie theater. 

Midnight Madness was playing.

Your co-worker came stumbling out of the building, covered in blood. 

Your first instinct was to grab Joel’s shoulder and point them out to him, ask him to stop. 

Joel didn’t stop for the family with a baby, he wouldn’t stop for a grown adult covered in blood. 

Your coworker grabbed a woman fleeing nearby and latched onto the screaming woman’s neck. Her mouth filled with blood and it spilled down her turquoise top. The turquoise was so pretty, you recalled. Accented even more by the crimson of her blood. You rolled down your window and puked out of the side of Tommy’s truck. 

You opened your eyes. Dust had settled in your hair and over your skin. The market was in shambles around you and the stall behind you was blown to smithereens. The robot FEDRA installed to run the market booths looked to be beat to hell, which put a smirk on your face. Swallowing against your dry throat, you looked to find a way out of the square and back to Joel’s apartment. You found one and started to move towards the street when you heard the clatter of boots upon pavement, working as one unit. You heard the shift of guns in hands and cursed to yourself. 

“Fuck me.” 

Your only chance to escape was to wait until the firefight started and then run for it while they’re all focused on each other. You turned instead, to the destroyed robot. You hunkered down behind it and pulled your body as close to yourself as you could, making as small of a target as possible. Moments passed in silence, then some angered shouts of ‘Free Boston now!’, and then the exchanging of shots started. You jumped when the first shot was fired and took that as your cue to make a run for it. Your chest pounded as you ran towards the sidewalk, your pack shook from side to side and your heart felt like it was in your ears. You turned the corner away from the market and a spray of bullets marked where your feet had just been. Your breath stuck in your throat and chills ran over your body. Turning from the fight, you fled towards Joel’s apartment. The streets were abandoned already, people safe in their homes, helpless but to watch the chaos unfold in the city below them. 

You came to Joel’s building and twisted your pack around to grab your key from the bag. You hand trembled as you tried to fit it in the lock and you almost left it in the door after you unlocked it. Hurrying up the steps towards the second floor, your lungs seemed to be shrinking. Air couldn’t reach them quick enough and your vision was becoming blurry. You turned the corner on the second floor and almost ran to Joel’s apartment. Pressing your hand to the dingy door, you unlocked the apartment and hurried inside, shutting it tightly behind you. You closed your eyes and let yourself sag against the door. You covered your mouth with your hand as a wild sob climbed up and out of you. Clenching your eyes shut, you sank to your knees and tried to catch your breath, but your chest was heaving too quickly. The world seemed to be spinning around you. 

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” Joel’s voice cut through the chaos in your mind. 

You felt his big hand, warm and tender on your knee, and sensed him close to you. You opened your eyes to find him bent down next to you, his dark eyes intense and focused solely on yours. Before you could stop yourself, you reached out and wrapped your arms around him, tucking your face into his neck and letting your tears fall onto his shirt.

He was tense a moment, then allowed himself to soften for you, his hand snaking under your pack to rub up and down your back. “Tell me what happened.” He whispered.

You tried to force yourself to catch your breath, breathing when Joel breathed and closing your eyes, but the trembling wouldn’t stop. “I’m sorry.” You replied. 

He pressed a soft kiss to your hair and then pulled you closer. “It’s okay, just breathe.” He shifted you so that he could lift you up, then carried you both to bed. He laid you down softly and then took your pack for you and hung it on the hook by the door. 

You felt emotion well in your eyes so you distracted yourself with taking off your boots. A tear fell onto your laces just as Joel re-appeared in front of you. 

“Lay down.” He said, and motioned with his head towards the bed. 

You looked up at him, all of you tender and vulnerable and raw, and did as he said.

He reached down and took your boots off for you, placing them one after the other beside the front door as well. You watched him and bit the inside of your lip; did he know he was your whole world? Did he feel how beloved he was?

He took his boots off as well and sat them beside yours, then stripped down to his boxers before climbing into bed next to you.

You both turned to face each other once you were safe under the covers and Joel reached for your hand under the sheets. “You okay?”

“I-” You let out a deep breath and tried to keep your breathing steady, “I wanted to make you dinner.”

“You don’t need to do that, darlin’.”

“I know, but I wanted to get us special food to make and-”

“You weren’t there when the square was attacked, were you?!” Joel’s head lifted from the pillow and his eyebrows furrowed in concern. He had heard the commotion from the apartment and didn’t think anything of it, you had said you had to work late. 

You looked at him with big, watery eyes and nodded yes. 

Joel frowned and grumbled deep in his chest. He scooted closer to you and wrapped his arm around your torso. “I don’t need to tell you that was stupid.” 

You slotted your face in just below his chin and pressed your body against his. Breathing was coming easier to you now. “I wasn’t being stupid, it was just a random attack.” 

Joel grumbled again and ran his hand up and down over your back. “Still.”

You smiled gently and took in a shuddering breath. “Next time a secret organization launches a random attack, I’ll make sure I know in advance.”

Joel huffed and pressed you closer. “Good.”

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[ikissjesse]

could you do some aaron t/aaron z headcanons pls!

omg yes ofc !! ty for the request <333 since 3 ppl requested aaron² hc's (nothing specific) im gonna put all ur requests into this once post !!

tags: @i-need-a-slurpee @hrts4ariana ( note as of writing: this was a draft from 1719817282 years ago so if u forgot abt this n no longer wanted to be tagged im sorry🥲 )

as i mentioned in this post, they both adore musicals, especially hamilton

aaron² hc's !!

reblogs appreciated + reqs open <3

they like listening to the soundtracks together when they hangout

sometimes when there's a musical near where they are on tour they go together in their free time

u didn't hear it from me but they held hands during one of these musicals bc the room was dark n they thought noone would notice

as bros, ofc.. homies hold hands during musicals !!

they totally sing non-stop from hamilton together its cannon bc i say so

anyway enough abt hamilton for now

there was def mutual pining

they were both like "fuckidishcoaoxjaoa he just thinks of me as a friend"

"friend" NO HE WANTS U SO BAD -God probably idk

the way they attempted to "drop hints":

t tried to make z laugh a lot, even more than he usually did

pranks became less extreme than they normally were, he wanted to surprise him, not scare him to death like he used to

z would, although he denies this, try to do basketball tricks to impress t whenever he is at the basketball court w him

both of them went to jesse for advice, not knowing the other was doing the same

"hey jesse uhm- what should i do if, theoretically, ihavearlybigcrushonsomeonewhoiveknownforawhilebutithinktheyseemeasafriendandireallyreallyREALLYwannabemorebutidontwannaruinourfriendship????" -t

"...what?" -jesse

needless to say jesse was confused as hell

he sent him off w some advice after t slowed down enough for him to understand, then about 15 minutes later z came rambling about the same thing

"JESSE YOU'RE A HIT WITH THE LADIES, AND THE GAYS, AND..BASICALLY ANYONE. HOW DO I FLIRT WITH SOMEONE IVE KNOWN FOR AGES WHO IM PRETTY SURE SEES ME AS JUST A FRIEND?????" -z

thats what made it click for jesse, n he just laughed at the realization

giving him the same advice he gave t, he snickered at the idea of the aarons having a crush on eachother but being too stupid blind to see the feelings were mutual

"thanks jess!!" -z to jesse, running off

"yeah no problem man hehehshshehsh goodluck! HEHEHHEHE"

building up as much courage as he could, z eventually made the first move a few days later

he asked t if he'd like to join him for a musical that would take place at a nearby theater, n he gladly accepted

little did t know where this would lead <33 achoo anyways

as the lights dimmed during a 'romantic' scene, aaron z took t's hand in his own n (quietly) confessed his feelings towards his long-time bestfriend

saying t was happy would be an understatement

the energetic boy yanked him into a hug, leaving his stoic counterpart(ner) highly confused and extremely flustered

choking from t's tight embrace, his face became beet red

"Im, uhm- assuming you feel the same?"

well NO FUCKIN WAY SHERLOCK WHAT MAKES YOU THINK THAT -God again probably

"yeah dumbass, ofcourse i do!" t whisper-yelled, trying to keep his excitement down as they were still in a theater after all !!!

after that, z just smiled n wrapped his arms around t's waist, returning the hug

but wait !! theres more !!

what kind of ikissjesse ship post would this be without cute couple hc's ???

the quiet stoic boy x loud energetic boy dynamic UUGF MY HEART I THINK IM DYIBG from how much i love this duo😔😔

z buys t a baseball cap in EVERY city/country they go to. every fucking one

even if its not a band tour, if z is out somewhere n sees a cool cap he thinks t would like, yall better believe this boy would cut off an arm n sell a kidney just for t to get that hat

t has a whole side in his closet dedicated to these hats z buys him, he finds it absolutely adorable

z actually thinks he isnt good at gift giving, so he was afraid t wouldnt like it at first, but t's reaction is enough conformation that he adores it

now what kinda aaron² hamilton lover truther would i be if i didnt mention the musical again 💪💪

they have FREQUENT hamilton marathons together, sometimes the other members of 4*town will join in too !!

they still sortve act like they did before, like friends n what not

however theyre also 300% more flirty

by that i mean T is 300% more flirty

z might be a LITTLE bit but def not as much as my boy aaron t (the r in aaron stands for rizzler -aaron t)

z isn't a big fan of PDA himself, however when t does little displays of affection when theyre in public he loves it ( he doesn't say it out loud bc he's shy but he does smile at t or to himself, holding t's hand or draping an arm over his shoulders )

when theyre in private z will hug t from behind, hold his waist, kiss his forehead, etc .... yk... bro stuff......

t surprises him by going BOO!!! and jumping up to put his arms around his shoulders from behind, which at first scared z shitless n earned t a lecture about why he shouldn't scare him like that bc z WILL swing but z is okay with it now n actually smiles ALBEIT A VERY SMALL SMILE when he does it

dates include but r not limited to playing basketball late at night together, movies, watching musicals, roadtrips to literally anywhere long or short they just wanna be in eachothers presence OUGHG I LOVE THEM

i forgot to mention !!! t is definitely the one who asked to be boyfriends, but z accidentally said "I love you" first

t was doing something dumb again, and z shook his head as he laughed, accidentally mumbling the words "I love you" out loud

t stopped dead in his tracks n snapped his head in z's direction, n yall this boy was STRESSED he did NOT mean to let the world know this information

z covered his face with his hands n his face was PINK pink bro but t just laughed n walked over to him, cupping his face in his hands and staring at him with a very VERY smug but genuine n happy grin

z scoffed, but soon glanced back at the other boy and smiled shyly

theyre so cute im throwing up in class

there's more but i think this is long enough for now, sorry for the wait pls snack on this while u wait for the rest of my jesro + aaron² content i have planned WINK WINK

thank u for reading <3

[lovestellis]

𝑀𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑦 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑

This is part of my holiday challenge where I do prompts! Today's is: Festive Movies. To be honest, I ended up making this much more subtle hurt comfort than I intended, but Artem..he's just husband.

[[Cuddles, Fluff, Small Mentions of Aurora's Past, Established Relationship]]

Aurora and Artem had a rare holiday from work after finishing an especially tough case, which was refreshing in its own right. As much as Aurora adored her job, she was realizing that she was allowed to not think about it outside of the office. 

“You can relax, my darling,” She recalled Artem saying not long ago over a cup of coffee. “You’re allowed to take time for yourself. If it makes it easier for you, you need to be well rested in order to keep working so hard.”

And now, she would like to think she’s come very far. She let herself silence the notifications on her phone as she climbed onto Artem’s plush couch in his home theater. She sunk into the cushions contently, it was way more comfortable than her couch at home. 

“Comfy?” Artem walked up behind the couch and pressed a warm kiss to her cheek. 

“Mhm,I always forget how cozy it is in here.” Aurora grins as she sits up straight, her mismatched eyes fixed on her loving boyfriend. Her loving boyfriend, who had a basket of things in his arms. “What’s in there, Artem?”

“This?” Artem smiles gently, putting it down. “Well first, I put pajamas in the dryer so they’ll be nice and toasty, I even grabbed your favorite pair.”

“Oh my gosh, the ones with the cinnamon buns on them?” She giggles as she’s handed the soft and warm pair of fuzzy pajama pants. “Oh they are!”

“Then, I also brought some snacks, something to keep my best girl and I hydrated..”

Auroria takes the basket from Artem’s hands gently and sets it on the nearby side table, taking around the couch to meet him halfway. She grins as she stares up at him before standing on her toes and pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. 

 When Artem’s face turned pink Aurora’s grin got bigger, he was sure to place a well intended kiss under her eye as revenge. 

“I-I’m going to change into these really quick..! Do you have a movie picked out?”

“Hurry back,” He said softly, voice laden with yearning. 

…

By the time Aurora walks back into the room, she feels a bit cozier but not quite cozy enough. One glance at her boyfriend, dressed down in his own loungewear made it abundantly clear why she wasn’t as cozy as she could be. She hops onto the couch, on the same cushion as him. Her head leans on his shoulder as he is fiddling with the different options on the projector. 

“So, you didn’t tell me what we were watching first,” Aura whispers. It was as if she was worried about shattering the soft and warm atmosphere. 

If you’d told her a few years ago she would be cozied up to Senior Attorney, Artem Wing, she wouldn’t have believed you. In fact even now, despite being not only his partner and lover, she still found herself feeling like it was all a dream she would eventually wake up from.

Hopefully, she wouldn’t.

Artem’s sigh of relief breaks her out of her thoughts. On the screen a very familiar movie title was displayed: Santa Buddies. 

“I remembered, around when we started dating, you used to watch this with your mom every year. How you didn’t have the heart to watch it alone, so I thought you might want to watch it now. Are you okay with that?”

“Artem, love, oh my god,” Aurora loops her arms around his neck and presses kisses all across his face. “I’m touched you even remembered. I-I mean I told you that once and it was three in the morning. God, I love you.”

As soon as she ceased her attack of kisses, Artem smiled sweetly at her. If everything sweet in the entire world could be wrapped up in one thing, it was definitely Artem’s smile. 

“Of course I remembered, sweetheart. Everything you tell me, every bit about you, has me enamored, I can never have enough. Even if it’s three in the morning.”

The movie on the projector started playing and the subtle holiday music started playing. 

Just now, Aurora noticed Artem had arranged some fruit and popcorn on the nearest table, along with some warm tea. It felt right, and she felt so grateful. She never imagined she could be cared for so tenderly and gently. She felt so fortunate. 

“Aurora? Did you hear me?”

“Huh? No, I’m sorry. I’m listening, I swear.”

“I asked what you were thinking about, are you okay? Your mind looks like it’s somewhere else.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Aurora laughs awkwardly. “I was just thinking, that I never imagined that I could get so lucky, with you.”

“I ask myself that sometimes too,” Artem shifts and draws Aurora in closer to him, so that she’s on his lap now, her legs dangle off the edge of the couch. “But being there for each other, it reminds me that it’s all real.”

Aurora tucks her head into his shoulder, a bit bashfully. “I’m sorry I’ve ruined movie night with my sad thoughts.”

“Not at all, you haven’t ruined anything.”

“You swear?”

“I swear.” Artem chuckles, pressing a kiss to her hair, since he can’t reach her beautiful face. “Do you want me to rewind your movie?”

“Yes, please!”

And just like when she was watching it as a child, she fell asleep in the arms of the person she loves before the ending. Artem didn’t mind, he’ll always carry her to bed.

And besides, they have twelve more holiday movies to watch this month. They have nothing but time.

[chaotic-queer-frog]

DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME

I was at a wedding, and my ride had to leave, so I’m like “I’ll just get an Uber it’s fine” and I have the time of my life at this wedding.

Plot twist: no Uber is going to drive you an hour back to your house at 11pm. At this point, I’m scared. There aren’t any bus stations nearby, and it would take anyone who answered my call at least an hour to get to me.

Luckily, the groom’s mom sees me and asks about my ride. And I’m like “yeah I’m stranded haha pls help me” but she has no room in her car…

Then, the DJ (yes, the DJ who was playing for the wedding) is like “wait did you say you need to get to [redacted]? I used to live there, and I drive right through it!”

Turns out he used to live on the EXACT ROAD I LIVE ON NOW. He offers to drive me back.

Now at this point, the alarm bells are going off in my head. Stranger danger. What are the odds? And amazingly, I’ve reached a point in my life where I don’t want to die, so I’m scared. But I’m also desperate.

I get in the strange man’s car. It’s a disaster, and the whole back is full of his DJ stuff. I’m thinking that I’ve fully lost my mind, but we buckle up and pull out.

He’s really nice tho, and asks me about how I know the couple. I tell him about how the groom and I bonded over cartoons, and he’s like “I have a Steven Universe and Gravity Falls tattoos!” And then we start talking about the music. We both love music, and musicals.

We stop for snacks and gas, the he puts on a musical theater playlist, and we’re laughing and talking and singing along.

When we make it to my house, I give him my snap so we can go see musicals together. :)

I got in a stranger’s car and left with a new friend. But fr, do not try this at home. Idk how I’ve gotten this far in life with my BSing everything, including my personal safety.

TDLR: I got stranded at a wedding and hitched a ride with a stranger (the DJ) and now we’re friends who will go see musicals together!

[softlycandescent]

𝑀𝑜𝑣𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑀𝑦 𝐵𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑑

This is part of my holiday challenge where I do prompts! Today's is: Festive Movies. To be honest, I ended up making this much more subtle hurt comfort than I intended, but Artem..he's just husband.

[[Cuddles, Fluff, Small Mentions of Aurora's Past, Established Relationship]]

Aurora and Artem had a rare holiday from work after finishing an especially tough case, which was refreshing in its own right. As much as Aurora adored her job, she was realizing that she was allowed to not think about it outside of the office. 

“You can relax, my darling,” She recalled Artem saying not long ago over a cup of coffee. “You’re allowed to take time for yourself. If it makes it easier for you, you need to be well rested in order to keep working so hard.”

And now, she would like to think she’s come very far. She let herself silence the notifications on her phone as she climbed onto Artem’s plush couch in his home theater. She sunk into the cushions contently, it was way more comfortable than her couch at home. 

“Comfy?” Artem walked up behind the couch and pressed a warm kiss to her cheek. 

“Mhm,I always forget how cozy it is in here.” Aurora grins as she sits up straight, her mismatched eyes fixed on her loving boyfriend. Her loving boyfriend, who had a basket of things in his arms. “What’s in there, Artem?”

“This?” Artem smiles gently, putting it down. “Well first, I put pajamas in the dryer so they’ll be nice and toasty, I even grabbed your favorite pair.”

“Oh my gosh, the ones with the cinnamon buns on them?” She giggles as she’s handed the soft and warm pair of fuzzy pajama pants. “Oh they are!”

“Then, I also brought some snacks, something to keep my best girl and I hydrated..”

Auroria takes the basket from Artem’s hands gently and sets it on the nearby side table, taking around the couch to meet him halfway. She grins as she stares up at him before standing on her toes and pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek. 

 When Artem’s face turned pink Aurora’s grin got bigger, he was sure to place a well intended kiss under her eye as revenge. 

“I-I’m going to change into these really quick..! Do you have a movie picked out?”

“Hurry back,” He said softly, voice laden with yearning. 

…

By the time Aurora walks back into the room, she feels a bit cozier but not quite cozy enough. One glance at her boyfriend, dressed down in his own loungewear made it abundantly clear why she wasn’t as cozy as she could be. She hops onto the couch, on the same cushion as him. Her head leans on his shoulder as he is fiddling with the different options on the projector. 

“So, you didn’t tell me what we were watching first,” Aura whispers. It was as if she was worried about shattering the soft and warm atmosphere. 

If you’d told her a few years ago she would be cozied up to Senior Attorney, Artem Wing, she wouldn’t have believed you. In fact even now, despite being not only his partner and lover, she still found herself feeling like it was all a dream she would eventually wake up from.

Hopefully, she wouldn’t.

Artem’s sigh of relief breaks her out of her thoughts. On the screen a very familiar movie title was displayed: Santa Buddies. 

“I remembered, around when we started dating, you used to watch this with your mom every year. How you didn’t have the heart to watch it alone, so I thought you might want to watch it now. Are you okay with that?”

“Artem, love, oh my god,” Aurora loops her arms around his neck and presses kisses all across his face. “I’m touched you even remembered. I-I mean I told you that once and it was three in the morning. God, I love you.”

As soon as she ceased her attack of kisses, Artem smiled sweetly at her. If everything sweet in the entire world could be wrapped up in one thing, it was definitely Artem’s smile. 

“Of course I remembered, sweetheart. Everything you tell me, every bit about you, has me enamored, I can never have enough. Even if it’s three in the morning.”

The movie on the projector started playing and the subtle holiday music started playing. 

Just now, Aurora noticed Artem had arranged some fruit and popcorn on the nearest table, along with some warm tea. It felt right, and she felt so grateful. She never imagined she could be cared for so tenderly and gently. She felt so fortunate. 

“Aurora? Did you hear me?”

“Huh? No, I’m sorry. I’m listening, I swear.”

“I asked what you were thinking about, are you okay? Your mind looks like it’s somewhere else.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Aurora laughs awkwardly. “I was just thinking, that I never imagined that I could get so lucky, with you.”

“I ask myself that sometimes too,” Artem shifts and draws Aurora in closer to him, so that she’s on his lap now, her legs dangle off the edge of the couch. “But being there for each other, it reminds me that it’s all real.”

Aurora tucks her head into his shoulder, a bit bashfully. “I’m sorry I’ve ruined movie night with my sad thoughts.”

“Not at all, you haven’t ruined anything.”

“You swear?”

“I swear.” Artem chuckles, pressing a kiss to her hair, since he can’t reach her beautiful face. “Do you want me to rewind your movie?”

“Yes, please!”

And just like when she was watching it as a child, she fell asleep in the arms of the person she loves before the ending. Artem didn’t mind, he’ll always carry her to bed.

And besides, they have twelve more holiday movies to watch this month. They have nothing but time.

[rosietrace]

∅ for Noor and Davis or Juvia and Nyx perchance 🍚😻

Omg hi Jasballs 🥰 your wish is my command, pookie wookie shmookie bear 🫶🫶 PLS NOT THE MAYA WINKY PIC

I'll be making a separate post for Door 🚪 😈😈

Nyx Leech — Thoughts on Juvia Yuyi Espejo

Character Featured: Nyx Leech

Mentioned: Juvia Yuyi Espejo, Deuce Spade, Jade Leech, Floyd Leech, Azul Ashengrotto

Warning(s): Potentially ooc

[ Apologies for any out of character moments ]

[ Reblogs > Likes ]

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“Aw, Juvi? She's adorable, ain't she… Y'know, sometimes I wanna pick her up and- And put her in a blender! Not in a bad way, of course, she's a joy to be around. Free discounts for her, all the way! Who cares what Azul thinks, right?”

— Nyx Leech

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Non-verbal Thoughts

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「 General Thoughts 」

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ Oh, Nyx adores having Juvia around!

➜ Whenever Juvia turns up at the lounge, Nyx is usually the one who greets her and gets her to a table (specifically one that's closest to the stage).

➜ Nyx has the habit of giving discounts to friends without Azul’s knowledge, and Juvia's definitely a victim of that! She's usually given those discounts during lunch.

➜ Given that Juvia's a little afraid of Floyd — aka Nyx’s older brother — the siren takes it upon herself to distract her sunflower of a friend whenever Floyd is nearby. Her annoying older brother isn't worth Juvia's time, anyway!

➜ Definitely wants Juvia to teach her Spanish. No particular reason, however, she finds it tempting to learn a new language so she can talk shit about her brothers without them knowing.

➜ She's honestly surprised that Juvia and Azul get along! Huh, no wonder Azul tends to turn a bit of a blind eye whenever Juvia's given a discount…

➜ Two theater kids interacting? Chaos. Automatic chaos. Fear for the poor unfortunate souls that have to put up with their crap. (Read: Deuce, Azul, Jade, Floyd)

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「 Interactions 」

❐ I'd like to think they met during the events of Chapter 3! Given Nyx is both a waitress and a performer in Azul's lounge, they're bound to have met at some point when Juvia made her visit.

➜ Given Nyx's rizz charisma, it wouldn't be surprising if she managed to win Juvia over pretty quickly. If Jade and Floyd intimidate her, Nyx is probably a breath of fresh air.

➜ Especially with how…. Unusually friendly Nyx can be.

➜ Alas, it's safe to say that Nyx's intentions weren't entirely pure when she first interacted with Juvia.

↳ She heard about the situation with Azul and Ramshackle and wanted to know a little more about the prefect. What's so wrong about that?

➜ I feel like Nyx happened to know about how Juvia reacts to certain tones of voice, so she — very likely — went for a very soft undertone in her voice to win her over a little quicker.

➜ She doesn't tell Juvia her initial intentions after everything is resolved, however. Nyx would prefer it if Juvia didn't find out.

↳ Jade and Floyd know about this, and they both use it as a source of leverage on Nyx to get her to do things for them.

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[lark-syracuse]

Stylish and Modern Living

When you walk into your apartment, it should feel like home. At Lark Syracuse, you’ll find sleek stainless steel appliances that make cooking a breeze. The granite countertops give the kitchen a polished, modern look, perfect for both cooking and entertaining. These apartments in Syracuse also feature hardwood-style floors that add warmth and style to every room. Whether you’re making dinner, relaxing after class, or hosting friends, the space feels comfortable and welcoming. With 1, 2, and 4-bedroom options, you can pick the perfect layout to suit your needs. The combination of high-end finishes and practical features makes Lark Syracuse a great place to live, combining convenience with style.

The Transportation System in Syracuse, New York

Getting around Syracuse is pretty straightforward. If you have a car, you’ll appreciate how easy it is to navigate the city, with minimal traffic compared to bigger metros. Parking is usually not a hassle, and most places are just a short drive away. If you rely on public transit, the Centro bus system is the main option, covering the city and nearby suburbs. While the buses are affordable, they might not always be the fastest or most convenient for everyone. For longer trips, Syracuse’s Amtrak station and Hancock International Airport connect you to other cities easily. Biking is becoming more popular, though not every area is bike-friendly just yet. Syracuse is small enough that getting around feels manageable, but some areas could use better transit options.

Landmark Theatre in Syracuse, New York

The Landmark Theatre is a must-see spot if you’re a fan of live performances. It’s a beautiful historic building with a mix of old-world charm and modern amenities. Whether it’s a Broadway show, concert, or a local production, the theater always has something interesting going on. The acoustics are great, so you can enjoy whatever event you attend in comfort. If you’re into architecture, the theater itself is stunning, with its grand design and elegant details. It’s definitely a place where you can catch some top-notch entertainment and enjoy the atmosphere of a truly iconic venue.

State Audit Finds Poor Financial Management at Central New York Regional Market

It’s frustrating to hear about poor financial management at the Central New York Regional Market, especially when it’s something that impacts the community. The part about paying the director’s father over $200,000 without clear job details really stands out—it just doesn’t sit right. Things like that make you wonder how much oversight there really is. The deficit isn’t massive compared to some other organizations, but the fact that revenues can’t keep up with expenses shows a deeper issue. This market is a resource for so many local businesses and shoppers, so it’s disappointing to see it being mismanaged. Hopefully, this audit will push the authority to clean things up, set better policies, and make the financials more transparent moving forward. It’s important to rebuild trust here.

Link to map

Landmark Theatre 362 S Salina St, Syracuse, NY 13202, United States Head south on S Salina St toward E Jefferson St 1.9 mi Turn left onto E Brighton Ave 0.2 mi Turn left onto Brighton Pl 0.2 mi Turn left 98 ft Lark Syracuse 4101 Brighton Pl, Syracuse, NY 13210, United States

[mcuamerica]

With Me (Chris Evans)

Pairings: Chris Evans x GN!Reader

(I tried my best to use gender neutral language as the person who requested this didn’t specify their gender, but pls let me know if I missed anything!)

Summary: Friendship can blossom into more than just friendly love.

Request: “hey, can you do an imagine where you and [Chris Evans are] best friends, everyone is always nagging you two to date (ever since you were kids). then, over time you both have feelings for each other and then the both of u dateee :>"

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: I was excited to write this one so I wrote it when we had lulls at work and then once I got home. Hope you like it! Fill out this poll if you want more Chris Evans AUs!

7 years old

“Go say hi,” Lisa said to Chris as he held one of his action figures in his hand.

“Mooomm, I don’t want to.” Chris said and pouted, looking over to the new family that was moving in across the street from them.

“You should make more friends. You’ll see them a lot too. Take your brother.” She said and motioned for Scott to come over. “Scott, go with Chris and say hi to the new kids across the street.” She said.

Chris narrowed his eyes and took Scott’s hand, walking carefully across the street to say hello. Lisa followed behind, smiling at your mother. “Hello, this is Chris and Scott, and I’m Lisa. We live across the street. I wanted to introduce these two since it looks like you have one around their age.” She said to your mother.

Your mom smiled and nodded, looking down at you. “This is (Y/N), they’re 7 years old.” She said and smiled. “(Y/N), can you say hi to Scott and Chris?” She asked, watching as you peaked your head from behind her leg.

“Hi,” you said timidly. “Do you want to see my toys? I have.. uh.. I have a few like yours.” You said and motioned to Chris’s toy in his hands.

Chris looked up at Lisa and she nodded, watching as the three kids walked over to the small bin of toys nearby. The three of you sitting together in the front yard of your house would become a common occurrence over the next few years, but more specifically Chris and you. You were in the same first grade class and you two were inseparable for years. Even during the summers, you did theater with him at the community center.

17 years old

“What do you mean you’re not taking me to the dance?” You said into the phone, frowning as you looked down to your outfit, one you spent months looking for as it was your senior prom. Your date let out some excuse about not wanting to go, so you ended up on your own.

You walked down the steps to face your parents. “My date isn't coming.” You said, dejected. “At all.” You said.

Your head perked up when you heard Chris’s familiar voice. “I can take you,” he said and smiled. “You look too amazing to be left without an escort.” He said and looked you up and down, admiring the whole ensemble you had put on for the dance.

“Chris,” you said and smiled at him, nodding your head. “Alright, fine,” you said and came down the steps, taking his arm and letting your mom take a few pictures.

“Oh! You two look so cute together. When are you going to get together?” She asked and you felt a rush of heat on the back of your neck.

“Mom!” You said, your eyes widening slightly.

“What? You two have been best friends since you were 7! You look incredibly together.” She said and shrugged as she took another picture. “I’m just saying, I would completely approve if Chris asked you out.”

“You have no shame,” you muttered and smiled a bit as Chris squeezed your waist. “She’s kidding, obviously.” You said.

“Obviously,” Chris teased and smiled, looking at the camera. “We even match.” He whispered, causing you to laugh softly.

“We do, it’s almost like fate.” You joked and smiled a bit, the sadness of your date ditching you fading away the more Chris sent small jokes and quips your way. You couldn’t help but feel embarrassed because you would completely approve if Chris asked you out too. You would say yes, but you were his best friend and there was no way he would ask you out.

Little did you know that Chris felt and thought the same way. With you standing next to him, in the amazing formal outfit you picked out (which you had droned on for weeks to him, and he wasn’t complaining), laughing at his jokes, he knew that he would love for this to become a reality every day. But he couldn’t say anything, because he was your best friend. And there was no way you would say yes if he asked you out.

27 years old

It wasn’t like you to show up to Chris’s apartment in Boston at 3 in the morning. It wasn’t like you to show up anywhere but your bed at 3 in the morning, but here you were, knocking on his door as you clutched your duffle bag in your hands.

You waited a few moments, wanting to knock again until you saw him open the door. The sweats he clearly threw on a few seconds ago were hanging low on his hips as he rubbed his eyes. Those eyes widened when he saw your state. You had clearly been crying, bags under your eyes, holding the same duffle bag you used when you went off to college.

“(Y/N)… what- what are you doing here?” He asked, the tiredness he was feeling completely fading away.

“Alex broke up with me.” You said, your voice cracking. “We’re not getting married… and we aren’t fiancés… or even dating… anymore.” You said, your lip quivering.

“Oh… (Y/N)…” Chris said quietly. “Come in,” he said quietly and opened the door more, letting you step inside. He took your bag and set it down on his kitchen counter. “Come ‘ere.” He said and took you in his arms, letting you cry into his chest.

“I don’t know what I did wrong.” You sobbed and held onto him tightly, barely noticing his bare chest.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, (Y/N). Alex is an idiot for breaking up with you.” Chris replied quietly and kissed the top of your head.

“No, Alex,” you hiccuped but continued, “said I was clingy and annoying and that I never gave them any room to do anything.” You finished and sniffed, shaking your head. “I didn’t- they never said anything like that before. How was I supposed to know?” You asked.

Chris furrowed his eyebrows and pulled away from the hug, making you look at him. “Hey, you, (Y/N), are an amazing person and if Alex can’t see that, they don’t really deserve to marry you. Or date you.” He said and looked into your eyes. “And I’ll be honest, they never really did.” He said.

You frowned even more, blinking your eyes a few times as you took in his words. “What do you mean? I loved Alex… I still.. I still love Alex. We were going to get married and then in a couple years have kids and then… and then our lives would be good.” You said.

“You can do that with someone else, (Y/N/N).” Chris responded, wiping away a few tears from your cheeks.

“With who? I built a whole life with them.” You said, glancing down but looking right back at Chris when he paused. “See? You don’t even-“

“With me,” he interrupted, letting his hands drop to hold yours in his instead. “With me, (Y/N). I’ve been an idiot. I’ve liked you ever since we were 17 and your date left you alone for prom. No, I’ve loved you ever since then.. before then even. And more than a best friend. As a partner. As someone who I want to spend the rest of my life with. To love, romantically, and to be there for when you’re upset or happy or anything as long as I get to be there for it.” He said and looked into your eyes. “I’m in love with you.”

Those words made more tears well in your eyes, but not from sadness, from happiness. “Really?” You asked and did your best to smile when he nodded. “Chris…” you whispered, not being able to respond from the amount of emotions flowing through your body at the moment. You wrapped your arms around his waist, burying your head in his chest again. “God I love you too… I’m in love the you.” You muttered quietly and pulled away when you caught your breath. “I’m in love with you.” You said clearly, looking in his eyes.

“Then why are you still crying?” He asked and you let out a small laugh.

“I did just get out of a 4 year relationship with my fiancé.” You quipped, sniffing and smiling when he chuckled.

“Come here, baby,” Chris whispered and pulled you into his chest again. “We can talk later. Right now, come lay in bed with me and we can cuddle until you fall asleep.” He said quietly.

28 years old

“Okay.. now you can open your eyes.” Chris said, smiling as he slid the blindfold from your eyes.

You took in your surroundings, noticing that you were standing in the front yard of your childhood home. In the same one, and the same spot, you had met Chris all those years ago. “Chris.. are we here for dinner with my parents?” You asked, confused as you turned around to him, gasping as he was down on one knee.

He took one of your hands as he started his speech. “(Y/N), 21 years ago, on this day, we met in this very yard. And I couldn’t be happier for that either. My mom pushed me to say hi to the new kid across the street, and if she didn’t, I wouldn’t have met the most amazing person in my life. I wouldn’t have met you. You’ve been my best friend, and the love of my life for all those years. Please, make me even happier and marry me?” He asked, pulling out a ring from his jacket.

“Oh, god, Chris, yes.” You muttered, not even waiting for him to stand up before you got down on the ground and kissed him deeply. “I love you so much.” You whispered against his lips and kissed him again, laughing when he pulled away and asked if he could put the ring on your finger. “We gotta get you a matching on.” You noted, grinning from ear to ear as you heard his laugh ring out.

“I love you, (Y/N). And I always will.” He reminded you again before planting another passionate and love-filled kiss on your lips.

[val-kay-rie]

We’ll Meet Again (Loki x f!Reader)

hello hello hello let’s ignore the two incomplete series I have and just take a moment to celebrate loki and his premiere okay cool thank you

LOKI SPOILERS AHEAD!

summary: loki looks through the life he should’ve lived after leading agent mobius and the tva on a wild goose chase. he doesn’t expect to see the familial amends he makes in the future, and he certainly doesn’t expect to see your unfamiliar face.

warnings: I mean y’all have seen the scene, I did my best to not include details about the worst bits, so tread lightly; death, loki tears and sadness

word count: 2312

a/n: I officially made a ko-fi! I just graduated college and am poor as I search for a job, so if you like what you’re reading and are feeling generous, pls buy me a coffee/donate here: ko-fi.com/kayliaamil

GIF not mine!

After an attempted escape from the Time Variance Authority, Loki found himself back in the original time theater that Agent Mobius had previously led him to. Seeing that it was now empty, the god decided to let his curiosity get the better of him and take a glimpse of the life that he was meant to have according to this “sacred timeline” he kept hearing about.

Loki fiddled with the machine a bit as he took a seat, allowing the projection to skim through moments of his life. He pressed play at the scene of his mother bleeding out on the ground as the result of himself giving the enemy forces directions.

The mischievous god sat and began to let tears silently flow down his face as feelings of grief, regret, and longing stirred within him. He hit fast forward on the machine, skimming through more of his unlived future, before letting a scene with Thor and Odin play out in real time.

“I love you my sons,” Odin spoke, and both the Loki on the projector and the Loki in the time theater found himself shocked, nearly at a loss for words at the inclusion. After all he and Odin had experienced, after years and years of trying to prove himself worthy to his father, the Allfather had still accepted and cared for him to some extent.

Loki watched as Odin faded away into gold particles, speckles of beautiful dust to be lost in the wind, and began to let a few tears stream at the loss of his adoptive father. He then let the machine fast forward even more before it eventually landed on a face that was entirely unfamiliar.

“The grandmaster asked that I seeked you out to make sure your lodgings were up to par,” the figure with the h/c locks said after a small knock on the open door. Loki had only landed on Sakaar a few mere hours ago, but was quickly working himself into the higher class of the community.

Loki nodded and noticed that there was some sort of hesitation and nervousness that surrounded her. The god decided to dig into that as he responded, “The room will suffice yes, thank you. Do we happen to know each other by any chance? You seem rather on edge.”

“Not personally, no,” the woman replied before elaborating, “I was in New York a couple of years ago when you tried to take over my planet.”

Loki’s eyebrows furrowed on screen, as did the eyebrows of the Loki sitting in front of the holoprojector, though for two completely different reasons. The Loki in the sacred timeline was more curious as to how the Midgardian had made her way to the distant land of Sakaar, while the Loki variant at the TVA was more confused as to why this woman had made it into his “greatest moments” and what purpose she served in his life.

“And how did you wind up here?” the projected Loki asked as the Loki in the theater skimmed through a bit more in his life to discover what was so meaningful about this Midgardian.

He stopped at another moment in which her face appeared, the surroundings matching the room he was given in the previous clip. On screen, Loki sat comfortably on his bed with a book in hand, the unfamiliar woman removing a pair of earrings nearby. She took them out and placed them atop his dresser as she spoke, “I hear your brother arrived today.”

Loki’s eyes instantly travelled up from his book and towards the newest addition in his life after the mention of Thor. He shut his novel, placing it on his nightstand, as he asked, “And how did you hear about that?”

“It’s all anyone’s been talking about,” she replied, moving to sit beside him in his bed, “the so-called ‘Lord of Thunder’ warrior that was found out in the scrap yards, just as you. It wasn’t that hard to make the leap.”

“It’s been nearly six weeks since I've seen him last. I was almost convinced I wouldn’t be seeing him again, and definitely not here,” Loki confessed.

The woman nestled up beside him, stroking his hair slightly as she spoke, “So what happens now?”

Loki’s eyes met her e/c ones, noticing the same feeling of nervousness that was present when they had first met over a month ago. The god was quick to reassure, “You’re certainly not getting rid of me that easily, if that’s your concern.”

“Oh, well that’s a relief,” she sarcastically responded, a small grin gracing her face as she did so. A hint of a smile was displayed upon Loki’s face as well before the woman leaned in for a quick kiss. It only lasted a few brief seconds before she pulled away from him and said, “You promise he won’t whisk you away?”

The god chuckled a bit before replying, “Darling, it’s gonna take a lot more than just Thor to separate the two of us. I only just got you after all, and I intend on keeping you around for a while.”

Loki’s expression on his face had grown much softer as he watched the moment between himself and this mysterious woman play out on the projector. More than anything, the god was in shock. Not only had his estranged father accepted him, but he had found a lover who accepted him as well?

Another kiss was exchanged between the two on the projector as the variant Loki reached for the dials on the machine once again. When the clip began to play at regular speed, a conversation between Loki and Thor in an elevator was broadcasted.

The variant’s expression became something that nearly resembled fondness at his brother’s words on the screen, “Loki, I thought the world of you.”

“I thought we were gonna fight side by side forever, but at end of the day you’re you and I’m me,” Thor said, “And I don’t know, maybe there’s still good in you, but let’s be honest, our paths diverged a long time ago.”

Loki took a moment to take in and process what his brother had just said to him before, almost hesitantly, responding, “Yeah… It’s probably for the best that we never see each other again.”

“It’s what you always wanted,” the god of thunder said, giving Loki a slight pat on the back before adding, “And at least you won’t be left here completely alone.”

At Thor’s words, Loki instantly casted his gaze towards the ground in a failed attempt to hide the sheepish smile on his face that he couldn’t help but produce anytime someone mentioned his beloved. Loki said to his brother, “I haven’t a clue what you’re talking about.”

Thor laughed at Loki’s words and rhetorically said to him, “I thought you were supposed to be good at lying?”

Loki let out a sigh and shook his head as his brother’s laughter only grew. Once Thor had quieted down a bit, Loki quietly and sincerely admitted, “I am glad to have her.”

“And I am happy for you brother. Really, I am, she seems to keep you in line… mother would have loved her,” Thor said, causing Loki’s eyes to immediately snap up at his brother. The god of mischief simply nodded in agreement, more at a loss of words than anything, as he imagined his two favorite women in all the nine realms meeting. Thor eventually pulled him out of his thoughts as he struck up a plan, “Hey, let’s do ‘get help.’”

Loki stared up at the projection in awe. His entire family, albeit adoptive family, all respected and cared for him despite all his past wrongdoings and shortfalls. On top of it all, he had found someone who genuinely cared for him that was never present out of a familial obligation, someone who genuinely got to know him and adored him for who he was, both inside and out.

Loki had found you.

You, the woman with h/c hair and beautiful e/c eyes that he could apparently read so easily. You, the woman who had somehow wormed your way into his heart within a matter of a few short weeks. You, the woman that he suddenly desired to meet more than anything, though he feared he may never have the chance to after deviating away from the supposed sacred timeline.

Would he ever get the opportunity to meet you? To live in a world where he and his brother could live in some semblance of harmony? Where he wasn’t constantly standing in his shadow?

Loki skipped a bit more of his film, eager to see how much the TVA had captured of his life and if it was at all possible for him to find a way back into the sacred timeline. He stopped to watch something that appeared to be a shipwreck, smoke and fire scattered in the distance as bodies were laid out on the ground. It took Loki a moment to realize those were Asgardians, and his mood shifted entirely when he saw the mad titan appear in the projection.

Thanos, Thor, Heimdall and even the Hulk were easily spotted in the frame, but Loki couldn’t find you anywhere in the shot. This caused the god to rewind the film some, curious to know what your fate turned out to be and desperately hoping it wasn’t the same fate Frigga and Odin had met. Loki rapidly found what he was looking for and watched it play out on the holoprojector.

“You’re getting on that ship,” Loki sternly said to you, making it clear this was something he didn’t deem as up for debate.

The moment Thor and Loki saw Thanos’ ship approaching, they did the best they could to save as many as they could. Their last minute plan involved getting as many people onto a stowaway ship led by Valkyrie to continue their journey to earth while Thor and Loki stayed behind to deal with titan.

Though Loki’s tone felt final, you still attempted to argue, “I’m not leaving you—“

“Sweetheart,” he cut you off, placing his hands on your shoulder, “I admire your will so much, but believe me when I say that you absolutely can not stay here. Thanos is unlike any being you may have met on Sakaar and I’ll be damned if I let him anywhere near you.”

“But then how am I supposed to know if you’re okay?” you softly asked, quite scared about what the future was about to bring.

Loki felt his heart break ever so slightly at your question, therefore moving his hands from your arms to cup your face in hopes to provide a stronger sense of reassurance. He carefully spoke, “I told you that you weren’t getting rid of me any time soon, remember? I still fully intend on keeping you around, darling, so trust that I will return to you.”

A few tears began to blur your vision as they formed in your eyes. You felt as though your voice may have failed you in the moment, so you simply nodded in agreement, prompting Loki to close the distance between the two of you and leave a tender kiss on your lips. When the kiss had ended, you managed to muster out, “Don’t leave me waiting too long.”

“I’ll get to you as quickly as I can, now go on,” Loki said, placing another kiss on your forehead before removing his hands from you, gesturing you to head down the hall and towards the getaway ship. You reluctantly started down the hall, Loki calling out to you, “We’ll meet again, dear!”

A breath of relief escaped Loki’s lips as he got some kind of pleasure in learning you had at least escaped safely. He fast forwarded back to the scene of the wreckage he had seen before to let that moment play out on the projector.

The words “end of file” made their way onto the holoprojector after Loki had watched the last few minutes of his life before his very eyes. A million thoughts ran through the god’s head as he attempted to wrap his mind around all the footage he had just seen. Above all, he simply wondered if there was any way back to this set timeline as he took a seat on the ground of the theater.

Agent Mobius eventually returned to the time theater and carefully approached Loki, “Loki… Nowhere left to run.”

“I can’t go back, can I?” Loki asked the agent, lifting his head up to speak to him directly, “To my timeline.”

The TVA agent didn’t offer any kind of reply as Loki dwelled on some of the footage he had seen. The god soon broke the silence, “That woman… the Midgardian… What was her name?”

With a small sigh, Agent Mobius informed Loki, “Her name is Y/N. One of the best things to have happened to you, in my opinion.”

“And I’ll never get the chance to meet her now, will I?” Loki questioned, being met with silence from the agent for the second time. After a deep breath, Loki decided to comply and answer the question Agent Mobius had posed earlier in the day, “I don’t enjoy hurting people…”

In the end, Loki agreed to help the TVA against their current problem, which had evidently been a different variant of the god himself. He did keep his true intention of assisting the TVA to himself though, leaving it buried under the surface as he navigated through his new future.

The Loki in the sacred timeline had made a promise to you and this variant Loki decided it was his new goal to fulfill that vow to you.

The two of you would meet again, as quickly as he could manage it.

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what dates they would take you on

yes this a repost because it got no engagement

pls ignore typos and grammar i have no motivation to fix it

pitts would simply just want to go on a walk with you. to get to know you maybe. the date would start out in the dorms with you two just talking kinda but eventually it woukd come to a stop so to break the silence he’d ask if you’d like to go out for a walk. you’d walk and walk and eventually the conversation was just flowing and you’d be laughing together and at every playground you pass he stops and pulls you over to the swings. when it’s time to go back he works up a nerve to hold your hand all the way back to welton.

meeks would want to get coffee. he appreciated hearing you talk and also having something to occupy himself while you spoke. i imagine you would get there around noon and just bond until it closed. once you were an official pair the two of you woukd frequent the same cafe. instead of talking you woukd read books or do homework together just enjoying the company of each other (and getting away from the other boys)

charlie loved to go out and do activities. he’d want to go to a carnival or a football game. he always made sure to make you feel it was a date though. he’d hold your hand and give you his jacket when it was cold. most of the dates were full of making fun of each other and challenging each other. the two of you would always get in trouble for coming back late but you would never learn your lesson. the risk was always worth it.

neil would bring you to plays and theaters. even if there wasn’t anything going on he’d sneak in with you recite poems (lots of shakespeare) to you. one night after the first play you saw him in the he took you away to a nearby theater that he knew would be empty. that’s where the two of you woukd have your first date and probably first kiss. after that he would be busy a lot with schoolwork but everytime he promised you he would make time for you it always happened.

todd never really wanted to go out in public. when you asked him what he wanted to do he would always just shrug and respond with i don’t know. at first you would take him out to get food and things like that but quickly learned he was in a much better mood when the two of you stayed at the school. eventually all your dates consisted of sitting on the walk spaces and holding each other while you took turns complaining and venting about your families or any hardship going on. on occasion you would see a bunny  or stray cat in the distance and just sit in silence watching the small animal, sometimes throwing little bread crumbs down for it.

obviously with cameron you’d have study dates. at first he’d try to invite you over to his room but charlie would always be too much of a distraction and he would get so insanely jealous. the next time you met up with him he took you to a small library he knew of that was in town. you always started off studying and ended laughing and joking around and sometimes even playing hide and seek until you get kicked out.

knox is always happy to do anything with you. his favorite thing to do though is take you ice skating on your winter breaks. the two of you met in winter and as you don’t attend the school it’s hard to see each other. every break he makes up lies to go see you and you’ve even had to act like a latin tutor for him. dating him would consist of constant phone calls and letters when he’s out of quarters.

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Can I pls get some Yuri and Felix modern au with reader nsfw and SFW content?

I'm so hyped to work on the handful of modern AU requests I have lol let's do iiiiit~ Oh, and if you want the base premise I had in mind for each of these lovelies, Felix is here and Yuri is here <3

Yuri, Felix x GN Reader - modern au headcanons

SFW (nsfw below the cut)

Yuri:

- dating Yuri is honestly a lot of fun. He'll always have some hole-in-the-wall restaurant he wants to try with you, or a strange, artsy little shop he's been meaning to look into. Plus, at half of the places you go to together, he "knows a guy" who gets you a great deal, or a reservation when they were supposedly fully booked, or some other perk. He somehow always knows of a new art exhibit, or a classic movie screening somewhere nearby, so you'll never be without some way to spend an evening together.

- That said, he can come across as flippant and non-committal. While he's certainly flirtatious, he's not going to drop the word "love" for quite some time into the relationship, and you may find yourself wondering from time to time how serious he really is about you. But the more time goes on, the more you'll grow to understand that this is more of a subconscious self-defense for him. With time and understanding, he'll find ways to assure you of his commitment- but he's always going to need a level of freedom and independence.

- One point of reassurance is that Yuri's friends (our other Ashen Wolves) can immediately tell how different he is around you compared to anyone else. They have a hard time putting it into words, but they'll all assure you that, make no mistake, Yuri absolutely adores you. There's a certain soft, warm smile that he only wears when he talks about you, and he fusses about your comfort and safety in a way he's never come close to with another. Plus, he may have blackmailed or threatened a few people who were rude or forward with you... not that you'll ever find out about this.

Felix:

- he's very cat-like in how he chooses to show his affection. He'll almost never verbally express it, and to many, he comes across as cold. But if you know what to look for, the signs are incredibly obvious. The mere fact that he goes out of his way to just be near you, the fact that he'll jump to your defense the moment someone dares to give you a hard time, small gifts that he'll give with a carefully neutral, "It's not a big deal, it just seemed like the kinda thing you'd like."

- Once you've been together for a bit though, he's extremely physically affectionate in private- only in private, mind you. Alone in your dorm or apartment, he's very cuddly, holding you close to him at any chance he gets and resting his chin on your shoulder, or nuzzling against your neck. Sometimes he doesn't even realize he's doing it, but he'll run a hand along your back or your waist when he moves by you, or his thumb will rub little circles along your thigh when you're sitting together. Don't call him out on it though- he'll lurch away immediately and be too shy to touch you for an hour or two.

- His friends definitely know he's developed a thing for someone very early on. He tends to be notorious among his friends for never checking his phone or responding to messages, and when he does respond, it's in five words or fewer. Once he's started getting close to you though, he keeps his phone in his hand while he's hanging out with the other Blue Lions, glancing down at the screen every ten seconds, and completely impossible to communicate with when he's thinking of what to send you when you do message him.

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Yuri:

- I feel like I keep coming back to this with Yuri, but he's a big fan of teasing, or even outright sex in semi-public and risky locations. He'll absolutely finger/jerk you off in the back of a movie theater (or traditional theatre, for that matter), leaning in to murmur against your ear, "go ahead and moan for me, babe- show everyone here how good I make you feel..." He'll also totally send you lewd photos of his body when he knows you're with friends or family.

- Yuri owns an impressive range of toys, and can't wait to try out every single one with you. You're a sinfully gorgeous sight working a fleshlight or a cockring down onto his length, and he gets a bit of a "corrupting" thrill out of introducing you to something you've never tried before. Goddess help you if you have a class with him- he'll push a small vibrator inside of you before a lecture one day, then sit a little ways away from you and fiddle with the remote in his pocket. Once class wraps up and you're finally back in your room together, you're so desperate for him that you practically beg him to fill you with his cock- which is, of course, exactly the result he'd hoped for.

- Funnily enough, the first time Yuri is really 'tender' with you in bed is when you're both coming back from a party with friends. You're both a bit buzzed, and from the way you were dancing together that night, it's obvious that you want each other desperately. But once he has you to himself at last, his hands are slower and gentler than usual, and when he pushes the length of his cock into you and feels you warm and squeezing so nicely around him, he moans unabashedly, murmuring, "Damn, you're so good to me, Y/N... I love you so much, it drives me fucking insane..."

Felix:

- he's the type to feel most comfortable initiating sex when you're just relaxing in one of your rooms together. In the middle of a movie or playing video games together- or even just sitting quietly and studying together on his bed- he glances over at you and it just hits him that you're his, you chose him, and damnit he's just so crazy into you. He leans over and kisses you without a word, then slides his tongue past your lips, pulling you closer until you can very evidently feel that he needs you now.

- His roommate (Sylvain) is quite the renowned flirt on campus, and likes to tease Felix by openly hitting on you in front of him. All three of you know that it's genuinely in jest, and that Sylvain would never push things TOO far... but that doesn't stop Felix from fucking you extra hard and deep once you have the place to yourselves again. He's generally not very vocal during sex, but if his insecurities have been prodded a bit, he'll lift your legs into a mating press and pound his cock into you, groaning out, "tell me you're mine, Y/N. C'mon- again, louder-!"

- Overall, isn't much one for intimacy in public places- but once or twice, you'll encounter a bit of an exception. Gym dates with Felix are generally common and comfortable enough, and he's actually very helpful in improving your technique and efficiency when working out. But he won't let on for quite some time that it also turns him on immensely to see your body moving like this, and the scent of your sweat and pheromones drive him near feral. If it's late enough at night and there's no one else to overhear you, he'll drag you into one of the changing room showers and fuck you breathless against the wall, his tongue dragging along your neck and his hands groping every inch of you he can reach.

[i-am-totally-a-human-being]

helloo can i get a oneshot of hajime and his fem s/o being caught on a date and teased by their classmates? very fluffy vibes pls <3

Hi I’m not dead! Sorry for not posting, my job got super busy with 4th of July coming up so it’s been chaos. I don’t know when I can start up the long Hajime x reader, but I’m guessing after 4th of July passes. Sorry again!

Writing style: oneshot under the cut

Triggers: none I think, I guess probably some typos

Summary: the request

Setting: killing game

Notes: this is super cute and I enjoyed writing it! Also, italicized letters mean flashback!

“I dunno,” your boyfriend, Hajime, looked at you with a questioning look, “the others don’t know about us yet and... what if they see us?”

“Hajime come on,” you frowned, putting your hands on your hips, “it’s pretty obvious! There’s no way they don’t know! Besides, we can always just say we were hanging out.” You we’re trying to convince him to take you on a date, to try and feel like semi-normal teenagers in a time like this.

You two immediately hit it off when you first woke up in the killing game, and is was clear from the beginning you both liked each other. You were always so focused when looking for clues to escape the island, and you and him worked together well when there was a murder. Luckily, there was only one murder so far, and hopefully it was the last.

Seeing you so broken after the trial, Hajime payed you a visit in your cabin the night after. He wanted to check on you.

When he did, you decided to break down your walls for him and open up. You told him how scared you were and how you wanted to get back home so badly and that you were terrified you or he would get murdered.

He’d never seen you cry before and admittedly didn’t know what to do, but luckily he guessed the right thing by wrapping his arms around you and holding you to him.

“....don’t worry, S/O,” he whispered, kissing the top of your head, “I care about you too much to let you die.”

You started dating soon after that, but decided to keep it a secret from your classmates for a while. While you both agreed on that choice, it still bothered you how you and Hajime had never really had an actual date before. Your “dates” consisted of sitting in bed in either one of your cabins, his arm around you, and talking about what happened that day or what you wanted to do.

Hardly a date.

So you begged him to just take you on an actual date. You didn’t care where, just an actual date somewhere. And, luckily for you, he couldn’t resist your puppy dog eyes.

“....fine,” he sighed, “anywhere you want to go?”

“Why don’t we go to the movie theater? That’s a classic date for kids to do!”

“Sure,” he opened the door of your cabin for you, “uh, after you.” You nodded and walked out, him following right after. You chose not to take his hand, knowing he would be afraid of the others seeing. You’d hold his hand in the theater where it was dark and he’d be more comfortable.

You got to the theater and walked inside, grabbing two drinks and a bag of popcorn for you and your boyfriend. You walked into the theater, chose your seats on the second to top row, and chose a movie.

Whether or not you were a romantic, you always loved yourself a good romcom. Either they were really cute and got you in a sappy mood, or they were really bad and made you smile. So a win either way.

Ten minutes into the movie, Hajime readjusted slightly and snaked his arm around you. He pulled you closer and rubbed your arm, making you lean in and rest your head on his shoulder. He looked over and kissed the top of your head, smiling when he got a whiff of how good your hair smelt. (If you don’t have hair, how good your clothes smelt!) You always smelled good. He didn’t mean that in a creepy way, but in a way that meant he was comforted, knowing you were nearby when he could smell you.

“I love you, Hajime.” You smiled up at him, making a very faint chuckle emerge from his throat.

“Love you too, S/O. Is this date good?”

“It’s perfect.”

“Just like you two.” You both screamed when you heard a voice behind you, your bag of popcorn going flying. Akane sat behind you with Nekomaru, the two of the erupting into fits of laughter.

“H-How long have you been there?!” Hajime screeched, red faced even in the dark theater.

“Watched you two come in here and decided to join your little friend date,” Akane shoved some popcorn into her mouth, “buf I gueff ifs more fan a fwend dafe” (but I guess it’s more than a friend date)

“Y-You got it wrong!!”

“Wrong? Hajime! You can’t deny this, man,” Nekomaru laughed, “you two are dating!!”

“No we’re,” Hajime paused, catching a glimpse of how hurt you looked in the corner of his eye, “um... you... you caught us.” He knew you didn’t want to hide it anymore. He’d admit it for you.

“Ha! Knew it!! So how long have you two been smoochin?!?” Kazuichi appeared practically out of nowhere.

“Where did you come from?!” You stared at him.

“Been hiding behind the seats. So has Miss Sonia.”

“I do apologize for my snooping,” she sat up and waved, “curiosity got the better of me!! Now shall we continue the movie? I invited Gundham and he shall be here any minute!!”

“Um... sure?” You sighed, turning back around and looking at the popcorn all over yours and your boyfriend’s lap. He laughed, standing up.

“I’ll go get us some more popcorn babe,” he gently grabbed your chin, pulling you into a quick kiss, “don’t miss me too much. Love you.” He turned and walked out.

“WOOOO! HAJIME GETTIN SOME!” Akane and Kazuichi yelled and cheered, leaving you a blushing mess.

That... That was the first time he’d kissed you on the lips.

Hope this was ok and to your liking!

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