#tam kotlc x reader

[in-every-reality]

Antics After Dark

~You and Tam are at Foxfire for late-night shadowflux training with Lady Zillah, back to your usual hall-roaming shenanigans. Though, you can’t help but notice Tam seems to feel a bit differently.

{Reader is: relatively neutral; a Shade; shorter than Tam; implied to be from Forbidden Cities. {Timeline: when Sophie and Fitz are in the Healing Center after Umber’s attack

{Tropes: friends to lovers, mutual pining, confession, training tension {Warnings: kissing, some swearing, mentions of violence (from the Neverseen), mentions of Reader having a scar from a previous fight, slightest bit of angst

{Word Count: 2195

“[Y/N], I’m serious!” Tam’s face betrayed his words, whitened teeth breaking out into a smile, a shine of mischief and maybe something else in his silvery eyes—a look that you could’ve sworn added another thousand years to your indefinite Elvin life. “Lady Zillah might actually get upset this time.”

“Come on, Tam,” you pleaded, tugging his sleeve gently. “We’re technically not doing anything wrong. As long as we find some shadowflux before we come back, we’re fulfilling our training —this is just a little… detour.”

The two of you have once again been sent out to seek the most potent patches of shadow in Foxfire’s halls, needing to further familiarize yourselves with using the unruly element of shadowflux. As a cure for the boredom and tiredness of late nights on campus, you two have gotten into a routine of wandering a little on your own — occasionally finding your way into the teacher’s lounge and accidentally snatching a few snacks.

“Little? We took well over twenty minutes last time.” The boy shoved his hands into his pockets, squaring his jaw in resistance to the smile tugging at his lips.

“Okay, well, we won’t get lost this time,” you said, though you knew it was basically guaranteed with the sheer size of the school.

Tam raised an eyebrow. “You say that every time.” He closed his eyes, letting out a short sigh. “With everything happening, we need to focus more than ever. We’re the only people in the group who might have a damn chance against the Neverseen’s Shade, I just don’t feel like we should be messing around.” The boy’s eyes met yours again, and you could see the sincerity in his gaze—something rare for him. However, there was something else there too.

You sucked in a breath. “Alright, what’s wrong?”

“I- nothing’s wrong, I just thing we need to start taking this seriously.” Tam ran his hand through his black hair, his bangs falling back into his eyes.

“Are you hearing yourself?” You crossed your arms. “In the almost two years I’ve known you, you’ve barely ever cared about taking shit seriously. Something else is going on with you.”

He broke eye contact, glancing to the side. “I don’t know, I guess I’m just sick of watching everybody get hurt,” he conceded, his voice lowered to a softer tone. He didn’t meet your eyes, his stare locked on the ground. A few seconds of a tense silence passed. “And anyway, the less time we waste here, the faster we can both leap home and get some rest, yeah?”

“I don’t rest anymore, Tam. I’ve been perpetually exhausted for weeks. I hardly ever sleep these days, and I know you don’t either.” Your voice was strained, and your nails dug into the fabric of you cape. Before he could respond, you kept going. “You think I’m not taking this seriously? I’ve been taking this seriously for over two years, since I got into this in the first place. The Neverseen is screwing us all over, and fifteen minutes running around instead of looking for an element that hardly listens to us anyway isn’t going to change that.” You took a few shaky breaths, heat rushing to your face in realization of what you’d just said, how immature it must have sounded. “Forget it. You’re probably right. We need to focus now more than ever, I don’t know what I was thinking. We’ve found enough shadowflux, we should head back—”

“Don’t,” Tam cut you off, stepping forward. His silver-blue eyes scanned your face, landing on the dim bags beneath your own. “Lady Zillah can wait like every other night. Come on, you need this.”

You hesitated, resting your own hand atop the one holding your arm. “Tam, you don’t have to do this, I know you really want to stay on track.”

The boy turned to face you, loosening his grasp ever so slightly. “I want to do this. You’re right, we deserve a little fun.” Leaving you no time to protest, he grabbed your wrist gently and nodded down the hall. “I’m pretty sure there were some extra Mooncakes in the Mentors’ Lounge.”

He knew the pastry was irresistible to you, one of your favorite elvin foods. With a sigh, you agreed.

“Thank you,” you whispered. “We’ll be back on task in fifteen, promise.”

Tam grinned as he practically dragged you forward, your stumbling footsteps and soft giggles echoing down the maze of halls.

~

“Damn, that was so worth it.” Tam closed his eyes, swallowing his last bite. “I don’t know why I thought of skipping this.”

You covered your mouth as you laughed, walking alongside him in the dim hallway. “I’m sorry I was kind of selfish back there. I guess I was just tired of… well, everything that’s been going on, really. Just wanted to get away from it all for a little, ya’ know?”

“It’s not selfish to need a break every once in a while. You’ve risked life and death for everybody on this team, you deserve a breather. And maybe a snack.” He glanced down at you, nudging your side gently. His eyebrows furrowed as he looked a bit closer. “Wait.”

“Hm?” Your body went tense as he brought his hand to your face, quickly brushing a crumb off of your lip with a swipe of his thumb. He paused, your eyes meeting for a few heartbeats. “Uh… thanks,” you mumbled, releasing a breath at the absence of his touch.

“Mhm,” he hummed. Though the lighting made it hard to tell, you swore you could see a hint of pink dusting his cheeks.

The two of you walked slower in a comfortable silence, content to just be in each other’s presence for a little while. It was another few minutes before Tam spoke up again. “And I’m sorry I’ve seemed so tense lately. I’m just sick of everybody getting hurt. ‘m sick of watching you guilt yourself for being ruthless in training, then going off and nearly sacrificing yourself at every chance you get when the Neverseen show up…” The boy trailed off as his gaze made its way to your shoulder.

It was hidden by your tunic, but you knew he was looking at the scar left when you hit the ground during the Neverseen’s last run-in. You couldn’t help but grimace at the reminder, the bruised spot on your arm still slightly aching. The mark might never fade. “Is that what this is about? Tam, I’m fine. Stop worrying about me.”

“You know I can’t do that,” Tam whispered, so softly it’s a wonder you caught it. “You know I can’t stop worrying about you, because I can’t stop thinking about you.” The words tumbled out of his mouth like a bullet train, his face going scarlet as he seemed to realize what he’d just said. Both of you slowed to a halt in your steps. “I-I’m sorry, that just came out… I—”

“Tam.” You turned to look up at him. “I know,” you whispered.

Tam swallowed, nodding hesitantly. He pivoted to face you. “Then, can I…?” His voice lowered to a near-whisper, his tone laced with… vulnerability. “I’ve wanted to tell you, like, forever, but there was just never a good time, and…” His eyes met yours, and for a moment, all his words faded away.

You nodded, wringing your hands. “You can tell me now. I’m listening.”

The boy took a cautious step forward, as if he was testing whether you’d move away. When you didn’t, he stepped closer, taking both your hands in his. “Okay. Then… I’m just gonna leave everything here. 

“I’d run around these halls every night with you to see you happy for a few minutes; I volunteer to spar with you all the time just for how damn proud you look when you improve, when you pin me like it’s nothing; I could listen to you go on about your favorite human thing for days.”

Your eyes locked with his, and your heart skipped a beat at the intensity in his silver-blue stare.

“I’m praying on all I have that I’m not misreading this, but I swear there’s something in the way you look at me, too.”

He wasn’t wrong. You couldn’t help it. No matter how attractive elves were as a whole, you’d never get used to just how pretty this boy was.

“I know it’s stupid, I know we have bigger problems — but I don’t care. I look at you, and you’re all that’s happening. I really like you, [Y/N]; and I’m sorry if that makes our friendship awkward, but I don’t want to just be friends.” Tam’s voice had a slight rasp to it, a crack in the crystal, showing he was far more scared about this than he wanted you to believe.

You looked down at where his hands held yours. Heat ran down your neck, and you attempted to will away the anxious sweat. “I… like you, too.” Your voice came out shakier than you would’ve liked.

He let out a breath, his eyes seeming almost dazed. “Okay… okay. That’s good. That’s…okay, yeah.” He laughed softly, a nervous sound. “I honestly didn’t plan to get this far.”

A smile pushed its way through your teeth as you listened to his hesitant words. You ran your thumbs gently over the back of his hands.

“Can I try something? I mean, you can say no, I just–”

“Of course,” you cut him off, your voice soft, but more sure of yourself.

He blinked — once, twice — as if processing your consent. “Oh. ‘Kay, great. Um…” Screw it. He finally decided to desert any attempt for words, letting impulse take the lead as he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours.

It was gentle, soft; but you could feel the wall of emotion behind each careful movement. His hands let go of yours, coming to rest at your waist. You grazed his cheek with your knuckles, part of you almost scared to make any drastic movements, scared this would all shatter if you held on too tightly. It was a short kiss — over too quickly. You gasped as he pulled away, cold air meeting your lips and snapping you back to reality.

“Was that okay?” Tam whispered, his tone growing in confidence. His eyes sparkled, his chest rising and falling with each slow intake of air. A smirk tugged at the side of his mouth as he scanned over your face.

“Yes, yeah, that was… amazing.” Your face was still warm from the contact, heart pounding in your chest with the thrill. “Can I kiss you again?”

“Fuck, yes.” His face reddened as the words fell from his lips, dripping with desperation. “I mean… sure, if- if you want…” He glanced away, silver bangs falling just over his eyes.

The eagerness caught you a little off guard coming from him, but you happily took the invitation. You placed your thumb on his jaw, turning his head back to look at you. Arms coming up to wrap around his neck, you pulled him down into another kiss.

His arms snaked further around your waist, tugging you closer with a sort of urgency he’d never shown before. Before you could register the movement, you felt the chill of smooth metal through your tunic; your back was to the lockers, one of Tam’s forearms beside your head, caging you in. The other remained just above your hip, fingertips trailing lazily along your back.

You pulled away for a moment of air — 

“Tam! [Y/N]!” Linh’s voice echoed down the hall. “You guys done yet? Lady Zillah said it’s been more than enough time to work with whatever you’ve found,” she called. Her voice sounded relatively far away, but if she was shouting distance, you didn’t have much time.

“Right,” Tam muttered, stepping back with a shuddering breath. “Almost forgot what we were here for.”

You took a few deep breaths to catch yourself, but you could still feel heat rise to your face when you looked at him again. “So… what now?” you whispered, smoothing out your top and hair.

“Can I be yours?” he said abruptly, pushing his hair out of his eyes. “Your boyfriend, your partner, whatever you want to call me, just yours. It won’t interfere with beating the Neverseen. We won’t get sidetracked, and we don’t have to worry about the Neverseen using us against each other, ‘cause they’re after us already either way. Besides, neither of us have ever cared about the stupid Match anyway.”

“Yes.” You didn’t hesitate in your answer, a laugh of disbelief shaking your shoulders as you took in the boy before you. “I’d love to be your girlfriend.”

Tam smiled, and in that moment, it was the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen. Without another word, he leaned forward, giving you a soft peck on the nose. “Well, that’s settled. Come on,” he beckoned, “before Lady Z yells at us again.”

Your fingers linked with his, your heart synced to your echoing steps as you strode back down the hall.

For the first time in weeks, you slept through the night.

── ･ ｡☆*☽*☆ﾟ.──

Thanks for reading <3

[spaceagebachelormann]

OK OK OK OK OK OK OK

so can you do headcannons for all of them about how they would react to walking in on you crying

gn reader pls

MISCHA, RICKY AND TAM WALKING IN ON YOU CRYING

𝑵𝑨𝑽. || 𝑴𝑨𝑰𝑵 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰����𝑻 || 𝑹𝑻𝑪 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 || 𝑲𝑶𝑻𝑳𝑪 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻

➼ FANDOMS: keeper of the lost cities, ride the cyclone

➼ WARNINGS: none

➼ FORMAT: headcanons

MISCHA BACHINSKI

he walks into the room like “hey do you have a-” and when he sees you crying he deadass completely stops moving

like this mf goes pale

he’s so confused and enraged at whoever did this

before he commits murder, he sits down beside you, hugs you and asks what happened

he SUCKS at comforting but he’s trying <3

if you don’t want him to murder the person or thing that made you cry, that’s fine! he’ll just have noel or penny do it without telling you

he takes you on a drive and gets you some ice cream <3

refuses to leave until he’s sure you feel better

RICKY POTTS

he had a feeling you were upset so he goes to the store and gets you some snacks and stuff before showing up at your house or apartment or wherever you live

you guys just lay there and watch movies for awhile

eventually he’ll ask if you wanna talk about it

if you say no he leaves it alone but he’ll keep like showing he loves and cares for you physically

like he holds your hand and simple stuff to let you know he’s there

if you say yes he listens intently and understands <3

anyways he stays with you until you have to ask him to leave

TAM SONG

he stands there awkwardly for a bit

doesn’t know what to do 😭😭

will eventually sit down beside you and offer his shoulder or something and awkwardly pat your back

he’s trying <3

after awhile he pulls you up and you guys go on a little walk for fresh air

the walk is silent btw!! he refuses to be the one to start a conversation

im joking he only starts conversations with you

he doesn’t ask if you’re okay because he knows damn well you are not

when you get home he offers advice or emotional support even though he’s terrible at it <3

[i-need-to-get-a-life3]

finally

Okay everyone I am happy to announce that I am now a fan fiction author! Woo-hoo! I love books and I simp for the characters so I'm finally decided to share my obsessions.

I will wrote for:

Pjo characters

Hoo characters

Lotr characters

Kotlc characters

Aruh shah characters

Hp characters

Rodrick heffley

Big hero size characters

Atla but specifically zuko bcs I haven't watched in ages and only remember that cutie

And if u ask I may or may not have others that I just forget about .

O will write lgbtq and gender neutral but if a character is gay or sm I will respect their sexuality and only write for x that gender. I will do headcannons and fluff, and angst but absolutely no smut. I will write persons of color and overweight underweight short reader tall reader, anything bcs the struggle is real. O also do mood boards and other stuff. I will cuss in My writing but if u don't like that, put that in the request and I will ofc respect that.

Pls request stuff bcs I have zero motivation 😔.

[blessedbyahuntress]

Keepers of the Lost Cities Masterlist

General fics: Just the Eldest Foster

General Hcs: Nothing Yet

[multi-fandom-lunatic]

This is just a fun little ask that you totally don't have to respond to but I love answering asks so I thought maybe you might like another outlet to rant.

Question:

Do you think that as Shannon has made kotlc and more sokeefe-centric series that the depth/your enjoyment has consiquncially goen up or down? (or do you not believe that Shannon hasn't made the story more sokeefe based?)

Fully open to all opinions (you always word your rants so well so I was wondering if you'd like to answer)

Hi! Always love a good outlet to rant.

I fully think that Shannon has made KotLC suuuuper Sokeefe centric. The earlier books did have inklings of Sokeefe but it took a very sharp turn toward romance in Nightfall.

But, at the same time, I do think that Shannon's marketing has a lot to do with it. The way the book, and the way the Shannon percieves and talks about the book is geared toward Sokeefe. So, this bleeds into the fandom.

But, I still think that there's way too much Sokeefe in the books. I don't say this because I don't like romance (I very much do), it's because I think Sokeefe is quite a boring ship. They're personalities don't seem to contrast each other, clash, or parallel each others. Sometimes, though, there's some comparisons drawn, like Keefe and Sophie both being used by Gisella and the Black Swan respectively, but it's never delved into. Both in the plot, and their personalities, they just aren't compatible. What makes them the most popular ship is simply because Shannon is putting them in situations where they have to interact, and in those situations she forces Keefe to say some romantic/lame one liner that Sophie just ignores. It's only popular because Shannon is trying so, so hard to make it likeable.

I do think the series is worse now that Sokeefe is a main focus. But my main reason is because they just aren't interesting. After reading KotLC, for the longest time I just wasn't ready to read any fantasy romances because I was convinced that the romances would be bland and forced (I was a new reader, cut me some slack). But I picked up books that had characters with chemistry, who were actually compatible with each other and had good writing and it made the biggest difference.

I wish that there was focus on the other characters. Not just romantic relationships. The friendships, the familial bonds (and betrayal), the rivalry. All of these are there in Keeper, sure, but romance takes such a priority that all of these are cast aside. In truth, I'd even bargain for a different romance. Like, give me the Dex-Tam-Biana love triangle. Give me Marella x Linh. GIVE ME STINA AND JENSI.

I honestly think that Shannon either struggles to write not Sokeefe, or refuses to because of marketing. Either way, it's a shame, because her other characters have such potential to be explored.

But, I doubt, 11 books (well, technically 9) books into the series, changing course will do the series any good. If Shannon suddenly pivots to Dex, Biana and Tam, I would be instantly suspicious and I think it would be out of place. Right now, I think Sokeefe is like damned if you do, damned if you don't. Shannon drove herself into a corner with it. Hope the series improves despite it.

Thanks for the ask! I rarely get KotLC related asks on here. It's really refreshing.

[selyas]

hello dear! i hope you’re having a good day/night ^^

i was wondering if it was okay to request a tam x reader (headcanons or oneshot everything’s fine) where the reader has really bad anxiety/is stressed all the time and tam is the only one who can calm her/them ? (choose the pronouns you prefer ^^)

if not then just ignore this ^*^

<3

How could I refuse? I’m gonna make it a one-shot to experiment a little bit.

𝙏𝙖𝙢 𝙤𝙣𝙚-𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩

gn!reader; REQUESTS ARE: ON HOLD

The whole conflict was more tiring than you would’ve imagined it to be. With the Neverseen always two steps ahead you couldn’t help but feel cornered most of the time. It felt like waiting for something bad to happen. You didn’t like that. Tam instantly noticed your nervousness every time your problems were brought up. It was eat you alive. And so he decided to help.

When he heard muffled sobs from your bedroom he began to panic internally. What happened? What in the world upset a strong person like you so much? He knocked. He entered as soon as he heard a quiet “come in”.

”What‘s wrong, dear?” he as carefully. As if he wasn’t sure what to do seeing your broken self sitting on the bed. You just cried harder.

”I’m… I’m sorry. I just can’t take this anymore. It’s getting the best of me. All of it.“ you chock oit between violent sobs. That’s when you felt Tam enveloping you in a tight hug. He stayed silent.

That calmed your nerve. Maybe a good hug was really all you needed by the time. So you cherished Tam’s touch as long as it lasted.

[angeldreifics]

Prompt List

For pretty much any ship except weird age gaps

Any fandom as well

Fluff

1. “Let’s bake cookies!”

2. “Can we get a puppy?”

3. “You’re hair is really pretty and looks so soft... can I feel it?”

4. “If you don’t come back to bed I’m gonna cry”

5. “I got stood-up...”

6. “I need someone to be my date for the wedding.”

7. “Are you...jealous?”

8. “So...how do I look?”

9. “Wait, did you just confess your love to me while we are lost in the woods?!”

10. “Here, put in my other earbud. I want to show you a song.”

Angst

11. “You’re such a liar.”

12. “I never loved you.”

13. “I wish I could forget you.”

14. “You’ve always been a monster. I was just blind.”

15. “Why are you bleeding?”

16. “Do not die on me!”

17. “Why are your hands red?”

18. “Don’t take a step closer.”

19. “Why are you listening to them?”

20. “I’m never going to listen to trust anyone again.”

21. “Please don’t tell them.”

22. “I can’t do this anymore.”

23. “We’re done.”

24. “Why are you shaking?”

25. “Did they hurt you?”

Ok so how this works is you decide the ship you want (or x reader), pick a few prompts, maybe give me an idea of the story line, and send it all in an ask.

Also please do this, I need inspiration.

[mischief-pixie]

That moment when you want to write fanfiction oneshots but you need requests because you have no motivation so you just sit there contemplating life

[everliving-everblaze]

Hey There!

My name is Catherine! I’m a high school gal from Texas that loves Keeper of the Lost Cities and being Catholic. I also currently live in a house with four teenagers (and no other children). And a heckin’ adorable Standard Poodle named Athena.

I know quite a few users from the KotLC fandom on Discord and on the wiki. (P.S. If you’re on the wiki, I’m SophitzFoster!) I’m excited to meet new ones. I love KotLC, and I write fanfiction for it, some of which I will be posting. Fair warning: I’ve made quite a few readers cry at this point.

I strongly ship Fitzphie and Linx (Linh x Dex), and I don’t really ship much else. (Although, like... I gotta say... Marella x Keefe, Marella x Tam, and Dex x Stina ain’t bad.) Respect the Fitzphie (and the Fitz) or perish.

This will be a pretty clean blog—I’m not someone who swears or talks about mature topics.

I can’t wait to meet new people and interact with other fans!

[in-every-reality]

Tam Song lovers yall are getting fed tonight 🙏🏽🙏🏽 oneshot dropping this evening

[in-every-reality]

Hi! I hope your doing well!

I feel like we are particularly parched when it comes to Tam x reader (Or any Kotlc x reader) especially on Tumblr so I was wondering if I could request a Tam (Kotlc) x f!reader where reader is also a flasher and is a little jealous of Rayni. Not in a way where she hates Rayni but more like she feels like Rayni would be so much more perfect for Tam. Also reader being Keefe's sister and while Gisela was giving Rayni a home, she was neglecting her actual kids and so reader never really feels like she deserves to be loved. Maybe she was kind of like a backup in case Keefe messed up and Gisela tested a lot of things on her like she was an experiment. Reader feels really guilty because she does like Rayni and she feels like she's in the way and very out of place. I know guilt can be really serious within the lost cities so its like shes trying to push it out of her mind and just stop feeling. Maybe she ends up breaking down in front of Tam and he comforts her.

I really hope I made sense here because I'm super bad at this and its my first time requesting something, haha. Thank you and I hope you have a great day! :)

(Trope: Hurt/comfort w/ established romantic relationship)

A/N: Thank you so much for the request! Sorry it took me so long to finish this 😭 I started writing it a week after I got it and it took me a week to finish (no excuse there). I’ve missed writing for my favorite boy <3 I took some creative liberties with this request (majorly self-indulgent… my bad) :

reader is a flasher, but has some other abilities as well due to experimentation

reader was taken to the Neverseen with Tam during Flashback/ Legacy, but they didn’t have much time together and their experiences were pretty different.

Reader wasn’t raised with Keefe, despite being Gisela’s daughter — and Cassius is NOT her father (though no other clear parents are outlined in this work).

Hope you all had a great Christmas (or any holidays you celebrate around this time) and Happy New Year! My requests are open <3

CW: use of y/n, angst, mentions of breakup/leaving (doesn’t happen), forms of SH (overworking to the point of pain), blood, death mentioned, torture mentioned, violence, ability malfunction, kissing (nothing too heavy), language (f#ck is said once).

Nothing.

You could find absolutely nothing to hate about Rayni Aria.

Sure, she had her flaws — she was vague, had an attitude, had bound you and Tam with ethertine and forced you both into Keefe’s “transformation,” and was part of the terrorist group that had been trying to kill your friends for years.

But you just… couldn’t hate her.

Her shiny, black hair that seemed to float before her face as she spoke, her petite build adding to her angelic beauty, and her pale blue eyes that stood in stark contrast to her bronze skin — they all worked to make Glimmer absolutely stunning.

You were sure your boyfriend had noticed the same; you couldn’t help but wonder how he stayed with you when she was right there.

No. You wouldn’t let yourself think like that, not when Tam had always assured you of his loyalty to you; not when Rayni had helped you through living with the Neverseen just like him (albeit your relationship was more awkward with Gisela in consideration); and definitely not when you had so many greater issues to worry about.

“[Y/N].”

You were pulled from your thoughts as a voice called your name, and only then did you realize you had zoned out. “Sorry, what was that?”

Rayni pursed her lips. “I just asked if you were down for lunch.” She paused, a look as close as she could get to concern across her face. “You alright? You’ve been… spacey, recently.”

“Yeah — I mean, yeah, I’m fine. But I’m… not hungry. Thanks, though.” You walked over to where she and your boyfriend stood, picking up your Imparter from the coffee table between them and pressing an absent-minded kiss to Tam’s cheek. “I’m gonna get out of here for a little while.”

He tilted his head into the contact, but it was gone all too soon. He looked down at you, slightly puzzled. “You sure?”

Rayni raised an eyebrow, her gaze flitting between you and Tam — but she kept quiet.

You nodded, though your smile definitely looked forced. “I’m sure. I’ve been meaning to get some training in. Just need some time to think, yeah?” You laced your fingers with his, giving his hand a light squeeze before pulling back.

“Yeah, okay,” he muttered. His touch lingered on yours for a heartbeat longer, but he didn’t push.

Rayni looked you up and down for a moment, but she didn’t seem interested enough to press further either. “…Okay, then. Catch you later?”

“Later,” you muttered, though you were already halfway out the door.

<>

You flexed your palms, energizing and dimming the multicolored orb before you. After the ethertine had blocked your umbrakinesis for a while, you’d had some time to focus on your other abilities — specifically Flashing.

Not that you were making much progress. You had to keep it small, and you couldn’t control anything “experiment-worthy;” you were probably on par with Wylie. The last time you’d tried something bigger, you’d ended up blind for two hours and the strobe rays were visible from Eternalia. It was the one ability you couldn’t seem to get some control over.

Deep down, part of you couldn’t help but stop yourself before you could do anything substantial. Even so many days after you’d been freed, you still felt the freezing burn of the ethertine bonds at your wrists, the flashes at your eyes when you were using your other abilities without orders. You weren’t sure you’d ever truly recover your relationship with the light. Maybe you’d never be able to use it properly.

Unlike Glimmer.

Were you even useful as a Flasher anyway? The team already had Wylie and Elwin, and Rayni’s mastery had rendered yours practically obsolete.

You closed your fist, the orb vanishing. This wasn’t going anywhere.

Maybe it was time to move onto something else, something you were confident in.

If there was one thing you were good for, it was fighting.

<>

Eighteen. Your hands were growing sore.

Nineteen. That’s when your knuckles began to sting.

Twenty. You let your hands drop to your sides, rubbing at the crescent indents in the heels of your hands from your knuckles digging into your palms. The cloth hand wraps were coming loose, but you couldn’t be bothered to fix them.

With each breath, your chest heaved. Your forearm came up to rest against the leather of the punching bag, forehead following in suit as you closed your eyes and took a minute to breathe.

That was set three… out of ten.

With one final groan, you took a step back and shook out your hands. Raising your fists again, you braced for set four.

One.

Damn, this hurt.

Two.

What other choice did you have?

Three.

This was all you were made for.

Four.

Hit after hit.

Five.

Punch after punch.

Six.

Strike first.

Seven.

Or take it.

Ei—

“[Y/N].” Tam stood at the entrance, arms folded over his chest as he crossed the room to you.

Your fist paused, lowering back to your side as you looked to the doorway of your training gym. You visibly relaxed, turning to face him with the closest thing to a smile you could muster. “Hi,” you said breathlessly. “You doing okay?”

“I should be asking you,” Tam deadpanned, stopping before you. “I haven’t seen you in over an hour, you haven’t eaten in six — what’s going on with you lately?”

Oh. So, you hadn’t been that subtle. “It’s nothing. Just… felt like clearing my head.” You turned back to the punching bag, fists up once again.

“What’s on your mind, love? I can’t help if you’re not telling me anything.”

You felt a pang of guilt at the love in his voice, the concern etched between his features. “I don’t even know myself. Everyone has enough on their plate. Guess I’m just… feeling a little guilty for this whole thing, you know?” You sent another punch, avoiding eye contact. “Got everybody so worked up over us being gone—” Hit. “—but I’m not really that useful while I’m here, either.”

Eight. Nine. Your hits grew erratic. You lost track of the counts in your head, knuckles landing harder and harder.

You heard him draw in a breath, letting out a low sigh as he stepped closer, holding the bag still. “Stop that. You know how dangerous guilt is. You have nothing to be sorry for.”

Ten. Eleven. You had everything to be sorry for. Countless times you had lost control, distracted everybody by almost getting yourself killed.

Twelve. You’d gotten the Black Swan a few victories, sure. You were a good fighter; but you couldn’t fight yourself long. You were fast. You couldn’t outrun the truth, though. You were powerful; yet you couldn’t overtake your own head when it really mattered.

Thirteen. “I know.” Lie. “Not something I can really control, is it?”

His hand caught your next punch, wrapping over your knuckles. “[Y/N].”

You forced yourself to glance up, stomach dropping. Tam’s eyes were narrowed, but you caught purely calculating worry in the way he looked over you.

He took your hand into both of his. “You’re bleeding.” You could do nothing but watch his movements as he carefully removed the wrappings on your knuckles, stepping so close you could feel his breath against your neck.

It felt like a lifetime before he finally dropped your hands — though he didn’t let go. “You’ve been so distant since we came back. I know everyone deals with things differently, but I’m worried about you.” With two fingers on your chin, he tilted your face up to really look at him. “Talk to me.”

Maybe it was the softness of his voice. Maybe it was the gentle touch on the back of your hand. Whatever it was, something about his actions made you fall apart.

You felt your eyes begin to burn, tears blurring your vision and threatening to spill over. You managed a whisper, guilt gripping at your throat.

“It’s not about us coming back.”

Tam cocked his head, lips pursed in confusion.

“I mean, it is, a little.” Your eyes dropped to the side. “Feels like… maybe I shouldn’t have. Like everyone would’ve been better off.” Your voice got thick, and you could feel Tam tense at your side.

“And what the hell would lead you to think that?”

The solemnity of his voice destroyed you, and before you knew it, you had resorted to punching again. “I’m being replaced anyway. I can’t keep up with what I’m needed for, anymore. I might be powerful, but I don’t have enough else going to keep being a priority.” At this point, you were talking to yourself. It was as if he wasn’t even there, your words taking over your own thoughts. The only thing grounding you to your surroundings was your damp, stinging knuckles slamming into cold, rough leather.

You swallowed your cries, blinking furiously as your vision clouded. Yet, you couldn’t stop yourself from continuing.

“[Y/N], please. What are you talking about?”

“I know she’s better than me. You know it, the group knows it, my own mother knows it—” Your words caught in your throat, tears finally spilling over. You laughed. It was a sound without humor, a sound of hysteria, mixing terribly with your broken sentences. Your punches stopped, arms wrapping around the punching bag as you slide to your knees.

Tam instantly crouched down beside you, an arm wrapping around your waist to hold you up. His other hand guided your head into the crook of his neck as his thumb ran over your jaw. Realization settled into him like wading into cold water — he wanted to step back, back to where it was more comfortable, back to where he didn’t have to acknowledge his own wrongs.

But for you, he stepped forward.

“…This is about Glimmer.” His voice was soft; no judgement, no impatience.

You forced yourself to pull your face from the warmth of his shoulder, staring up at him. You hated realizing how pathetic this must seem. You hated being seen like this, so immature in your jealousy.

“It’s not her fault,” you whispered. “But… ever since she came back with us, I haven’t mattered. I don’t know if I ever really have. Gisela chose her. All those years I didn’t even know I was hers, never had any acknowledgement her blood ran through my veins, and she was out there raising Rayni like her own perfect daughter. And I know–I know that’s not fair, I know Gisela mistreated her, too, but… why not me? All that work into making me the perfect weapon, and she tossed me aside. But that’s not… Glimmer’s fault.”

Tam held your gaze, a hand on your shoulder keeping you steady. “And… you’re going to trust the infamously manipulative terrorist leader’s judgement? [Y/N]. Gisela didn’t choose you because she knew she couldn’t control you. She’s quite possibly the worst person to have approval from. And you — you’re strong, yes. You’re powerful, yes. But you’re so much more than that to all of us, okay? You’re so much more than that to me. However, I know you, which means I know there’s something else to this. You said Rayni was better than you. You said… ‘everyone knows it.’ Do you—do you think I think that?” His voice was still calm, but a little worry seeped in.

You wanted to give him the good answer. The right answer. You tried to assure yourself, to assure him, you really did.

“Of course not. It’s just… I’ve seen the way everyone looks at her. You’re not quite the same, but it’s close. She’s just so… so beautiful. Fuck, she’s amazing. No matter how much everyone wants to hate her, I know they all see it. I know you see it. And it feels like I left everything worth loving about me in the Neverseen. I don’t have it in me to be beautiful anymore.”

He blinked slowly, letting out a sigh. His grip tightened gradually as he tugged you onto his lap, his heartbeat against yours.

“[Y/N]. Please. You’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. I’m sorry that I haven’t made sure you know that. To tell you the truth… I have been talking to Rayni more; and I have been talking to you less. But… Sources, I—the issue was never you. And it was never that I preferred Rayni. I was scared, love. I was scared that I lost what was worth loving; that I wouldn’t be enough for you after what the Neverseen took from us, from me. I spent more time with Rayni because it was easier to face her and know she’d done worse, to know I’m on her level at least… than to be with you, and know I may never deserve you; to know I’m not the light you need.”

You cupped your hands around his neck, about to speak, but he stopped you.

“But this isn’t about me right now. Because I know better. I know, even if I don’t deserve it, I’ll always be yours. This is about you. The point is, I haven’t done nearly as well as I should have at making you feel loved.” Tam paused, brushing your hair out of your face. “You are loved. Not just by me… but especially by me.” You smiled at that, and some of the remorse in his heart eased.

“I love you,” he whispered. “It will always be you.”

You two stayed like that for a while.

Just him and you.

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Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoyed <3

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“I don’t know what you do to me.” - Tam Song x Reader hc/blurbs

Hyperfixation go brrr

In which Tam is pining hard for you, but just doesn’t know why he’s feeling like this.

Tam Song doesn’t know how to respond when he first meets you, instantly standing out from the rest of the Black Swan and your group in his eyes.

Tam doesn’t know why he’s so warm, relaxed yet on edge, when he speaks to you during his time in Alluveterre.

Tam doesn’t know why his breath catches in his throat when he sees you dressed up for the Peace Summit for the Black Swan, in your intricate (yet semi professional) suit/dress that fits you so well—your hair still managing to fall slightly in your face, though not in the way of your eyes that always seem to put him in a trance.

Tam doesn’t know why he trips on his words as he manages to mumble out a quick “You- look nice..” as he and Linh wish you luck.

Tam doesn’t know why he’s constantly watching your back in the battle at Nightfall; he knows you can handle yourself, so why does his heart seem to momentarily stop when he hears a crash from your direction?

Tam doesn’t know why he’s suddenly so sweaty as you come to Tiergan’s house to study with Linh but almost always end up alone with him when she leaves for “a snack” for half an hour.

Tam doesn’t know why he’s always first to volunteer when you need someone to train with; making your spar a challenge but almost always getting distracted and ending up pinned beneath you Percabeth-style, willing his breathing to calm down as he stares up at you ,wanting nothing more than to bring his face up just a little closer to yours.

Tam doesn’t know why he instinctively moves closer to you when you attract the eyes of yet another Foxfire prodigy—it’s not like who’s into you matters to him..  *it’s not like you’re his.*

Tam doesn’t know why he gets so red when a subtle glimpse of your abs peeks out from your rising tunic as you stretch your arms over you; why those striking silver eyes of his trace your body, stopping right at your lips.

Tam doesn’t know why he can’t seem to stop asking Sophie about you, eventually ending up ranting about how impressive and smart and kind and badass and *gorgeous* you are— he just can’t think straight about you.

Tam doesn’t know what he’s doing as his eyes hold contact with yours, his hand running back through his hair to push his bangs out of his eyes when he tells you how you make him feel, how long he’s been desperately trying to hold in how weak you make him—

Tam doesn’t know what you’re doing before you pull his face down to yours, confessing your reciprocating feelings and how long you’ve wanted to do this as you give him a soft kiss (which he returns in full).

Tam doesn’t know how his heart can beat so hard without killing him as he pulls you in again for more.

He never really knows why he does anything when it comes to you.

[spaceagebachelormann]

Dating Tam Song headcanons for the poor please? Also, are you excited for the shadow and bone cast q&a? Cause I certainly am.

DATING TAM SONG

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BEEN WAITING FOR THIS REQUEST SINCE I STARTED THIS BLOG

okay so he is like the greatest most awesomest boyfriend ever istg

he seems like his love language would be acts of service

and also he’d genuinely be upset if you walked into a room without him opening the door for you or sat down without him pulling out the chair

he’s a gentleman let him be one <3

you’re required to be friends with linh

if she doesn’t like you it’s an immediate red flag (unless your rayni)

sophie WILL make you take a 325 question quiz to see if you’re right for her bsf

no i’m joking it’s 5 questions

anyways

he’d like shows from like the 50s-early 70s

so you’ll walk in on him watching something in black and white and be like “what’s this” and you better sit down because he’s gonna tell you the whole plot

it’s so interesting watching him talk about stuff he likes <33 his eyes light up and he starts rambling

you can tell he’s passionate about it

THIS MAN IS A BIG CUDDLER BTW

your legally obliged to not tell anyone especially keefe this but he thrives on cuddles

like even if it’s for 5 mins in the most uncomfortable position ever it’s enough to make his whole week

hed also make an insane effort to keep you away from both the neverseen and his parents

hes lost enough and you don’t need to be added to that long list <3

okay um anywyas next

hed call you the most weirdest names ever

“hey i brought that thing you wanted” “thank you baguette”

he basically just calls you foods

also we’ve seen how protective he is of linh right??? yeah that but with you is 10x worse

will quite literally follow you around

and like it’s not in a “i don’t trust you” way it’s in a “i just want you to be safe” way

he’ll back off if you ask him too

the thing is he has that “anything for you <3” mentality but it’s more like “ANYTHING for you. <3”

more threatening basically

also so help me god if someone tries to hurt you in some way

they like can’t even look at you afterwards

okay next set of hcs!!

i think he’d like

LOVE to read and hed like go to the library every other day to get 15 new books

and i have this cute little idea of him going there because you go there and it gives him an excuse to stare at you for several hours <3

its probably how you met him

but then again he seems like he’s more likely to fall for someone who’s known for a few months/years

also he can sculpt because i said so

so if you like sculptures/mythology he makes you little statues

will let you mess with his hair and braid it and put it in pigtails and stuff

after much convincing

he’s like super shy at the beginning of the relationship but as it progresses and he becomes more comfortable you can tell how much he really does like you

linh tells you not to be alarmed cause he’s just getting comfortable

also when he gets excited he has this little look in his eyes

they become all sparkly and glittery

now it’s 5x more sparkly and glittery when he’s talking to you

OH HE COMES TO YOUR HOUSE A LOT

i kinda like the idea of him and a childhood friends to lovers and like he comes to your house a lot so he doesn’t have to go home

hed love holding your hands btw

no matter if they’re warm, cold, rough, soft, small, big, he loves them

will constantly be grabbing your hands and dragging you around (affectionately)

he loves kissing them also

before he’s about to leave to go do something he takes one of your hands and gently kisses it before skeddadling

he could talk to you for hours

theres times in conversations where someone will be talking and he internally WILL NOT CARE AT ALL but as soon as you have your own input/opinion he’s listening intently

also imagine going to something with him where you need to dress fancy and he sees you in your fancy pretty outfit and is like awestruck

unable to form words

thinks you are the most amazing person ever like he’d kill for you if you asked

also would love doing your hair

okay it’s 12am i have to sleep

he’s such a good bf i love him

[blessedbyahuntress]

Just the Eldest Foster ~ Series Masterlist

Excuse My Sister, She's a Telepath. Now, What Were You Saying?

~(The main storyline, characters, and some dialogue belong to Shannon Messenger)~

[in-every-reality]

REQUESTS INFO

Please feel free to leave requests :) Though I’ll write stuff outside of requests as well.

I write for:

KotLC (any main characters, mostly Tam)

Aru Shah (mostly Aiden and Aru)

TOH (mostly Hunter, but you can request others)

School Bus Graveyard (mostly Tyler)

SK8 (anybody except Adam tbh, best with Miya though)

Miraculous (Marinette, Luka, and Adrien)

ATLA (just Zuko)

JJK (anybody currently in the anime)

Genshin (some characters I might not know well enough, sorry)

MHA (class 1a, some 1b, Shinsou, and big three)

Percy Jackson/HoO (mostly Connor Stoll)

Shatter Me (just Kenji for now)

AGGGTM (just Ravi)

Maybe more later on 🤷🏽‍♀️

I WILL NOT WRITE:

Hardcore angst/hurt without comfort

Smut (tho suggestive/lime is okay)

Character death (unless it’s a reaction to a background death)

Cheating

Break ups

Character x character (unless it’s poly w reader or a background ship)

READER SPECIFICS

You can specify gender, but male reader might be more difficult when I’m not feeling masc

Personality - it may be difficult to write personalities too different from myself (such as really bubbly or hyperfeminine), but I’ll definitely try!

Trauma/backstories - if reader has any trauma that I myself can’t relate to, I may not be able to add as much detail for the sake of respect.

Race/culture - I love writing Black!readers for my personal experience, but I can write other specified cultures (please be patient if I miss some details!)

Abilities - for media that has powers involved, I’ll often come up with my own default abilities for the reader (based on myself), but you can request something custom!

Features - if you want the reader to have specific features (height, hair texture, skin tone, conditions/mutations, eye color, shaped features, etc)

HOW TO REQUEST:

I’ll sometimes take requests from comments, but I’d prefer if you sent them through my inbox!

Please specify: romantic or platonic, any tropes you want, headcanons or oneshot, and any other details

That’s all! Happy reading <333

[in-every-reality]

What should I write? (All self indulgent)

I want to write a fic so bad so pick one pls