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xxdragonwriterxx · 3 years ago

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hi hi i was wondering if you could do a Levi x reader x Erwin poly relationship fic where maybe Levi and Erwin are already in an established relationship or sth and both of them liking reader and ig figuring out tht the other person also likes her. Squad leader!reader pls! and could we also see her side of things and hw she knew they were already together so felt awkward or like her feelings were wrong? especially since they were her friends and commanding officers? maybe going to Hange for advice?? fluffy ending pls!

totally understand if you don't feel like writing it but ty anyway :))) - 🦋

A/N: Hey new butterfly anon!!! I’ve got to say, THIS WAS THE CUTEST REQUEST, AHHHHH!!!! I’m really sorry it took so damn long, I rewrote it a few times bc I didn’t like where I originally went with it and then I got really busy with work and I’m currently at a horse show which has been kinda hectic. Unfortunately, life just got in the way, but I finally got it done! I hope this is what you were looking for! HUGE HUGE HUGE THANKS TO THE WONDERFUL @anlian-aishang FOR HELPING ME EDIT THIS LONG ASS FIC!!! YOU ARE THE ABSOLUTE BEST MY LOVE!!! 🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️ Also, I forgot to say this when I meant to, but HAPPY PRIDE MONTH GUYS, GALS, & NON-BINARY PALS!!! 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈 I thought this fic was the perfect one to post this month so I hope you enjoy!!!

🐉Song Recommendation: “Love Like Ghosts” By: Lord Huron 🐉

Word Count: ~7.4k

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🔥Two Sides of the Same Coin 🔥

There weren’t very many people who could read Levi, the mask he often kept firmly placed over his features making it nearly impossible to garner anything about how he was feeling from his expressions, but Erwin knew something was up the moment (Y/N) entered the room, her hair slightly frazzled and her cheeks reddened. She was panting with exertion as she waved an apologetic hand at the officers in the room and made her way to her seat.

“Sorry I’m late everyone! Got caught up with paperwork and lost track of time!”

He could see it in the way that Levi tensed when she sat beside him, his fingers twitching slightly on the table - his version of fidgeting. He could tell in the way he eyed her from the corner of his gaze, his body language screaming with how flustered the admittedly beautiful squad leader made him.

“It’s quite alright, (Y/N), we were just getting started,” Erwin said, giving her a warm smile that she returned in kind, trying to shove down the strange feelings twisting in his stomach at the sight of her teeth.

When (Y/N) finally settled into her seat, Erwin turned back to the map he had been gesturing to before she arrived, picking up where he left off and explaining the route he had designed for the upcoming expedition. As he laid out his plans for the meeting of officers, Erwin kept one eye on Levi, watching him carefully and taking mental notes of his behavior. He raised an eyebrow when he noticed the slight flushing of Levi’s cheeks when (Y/N) accidentally brushed her knee against his and turned to apologize to him before going back to her notes. The strange writhing feeling in his stomach came crashing back into his system, making him feel a little dizzy.

“Hey Shorty, are you feeling alright? Your face is red,” Hanji said, cutting through Erwin’s lecture and drawing attention to the now scowling raven-haired man.

“I’m fine, Shitty Glasses, I’m just feeling a little lightheaded is all. Please, proceed.”

“Are you sure, Levi?” Erwin asked. “I can catch you up on this stuff later if you need to go rest for a bit.”

Levi looked up to meet his Commander’s gaze, a look of pain, restraint, and what looked like... guilt, twisted on his features.

Levi swallowed, “I’m fine.”

“I can take notes for you if you’d like, Levi!” (Y/N) said brightly, her eyes swimming with concern for him. “You do look a little flushed, you shouldn’t strain yourself if you don’t feel well.”

“I said I’m fine, damn it!” Levi snapped, making (Y/N) immediately lower her head and turn back to her notes with a squeaked out apology.

Erwin could tell Levi regretted snapping at her the moment he had done it, but the stoic captain remained silent as everyone else returned to taking their own notes. The commander tilted his head while he watched Levi, noticing how his silver eyes seemed to grow dull, gaining a distant, far-away look as Levi delved back into his thoughts, as if fighting some intense inner battle with himself.

That look on his face made Erwin’s insides twist with discomfort. He hated seeing Levi distressed, but he knew he couldn’t address it here. He had an idea of what was going on, and he figured they needed to talk. Wrapping up the meeting with some final pointers about what to expect on the next mission, Erwin dismissed everyone before quietly slipping through the small crowd to stand beside his captain.

“Come to my office when you are ready, Levi.”

Levi gave him a look before nodding once, turning back to the desk to finish packing away his things. Erwin headed out the door, taking a deep breath as he tried to prepare what he was going to say in this conversation with his captain.

The minute Levi stepped into Erwin’s office, he found lips smashed against his, ripping a quiet groan from his throat and allowing all of the nervousness in his system to melt. His hands immediately found themselves grasping his lover’s soft blonde locks as he pushed himself up against his commander, murmuring softly at the feeling of their chests sliding together, their heavy heartbeats hammering against each other. Erwin let out a satisfied growl and pulled Levi closer, nipping at his lower lip and immediately pushing his tongue past Levi’s opened lips to slowly taste the other man. The kiss was passionate but calm, firm but gentle, not wanting to arouse too much while they were still on duty without seeming too lackluster. When the men finally pulled apart, they were both panting, their foreheads leaning against each other as they fought to catch their breath.

“What was that about?” Levi asked in between gasps.

“Just missed you was all,” Erwin said, a warm grin stretching across his face.

“Oh really? Couldn’t keep it in your pants until tonight?” Levi teased, earning himself a nip on the neck.

Erwin’s smile widened when the unexpected bite coaxed a yelp from Levi’s mouth, ignoring the angry glare thrown his way as he leaned back to give them some space to breathe properly. Icy blue met gunmetal gray as the pair gazed at each other, so full of love and admiration for each other. Erwin opened his mouth to speak when he was suddenly reminded of the conflicted look that had filled those silver hues during the meeting. The same look that had been affecting Levi’s gaze for the past several months. Erwin’s face fell slightly and Levi immediately perked up, his gaze turning sharp as he eyed his lover’s fallen expression.

“Oi, what’s with that look?”

Erwin sighed and Levi couldn’t help the feeling of dread that filled his chest, his brain frantically trying to sift through his recent memories for anything that he could’ve done to fuck things up. Erwin untangled himself from Levi’s hold and turned away to face the windows lining his office, looking out across the grassy hills lining the courtyard with his arms held behind his back.

“Erwin?”

“We need to talk, Levi.”

Levi tried to shove down the nervousness that rose like a tidal wave inside him at those words, at the solemn tone with which he spoke those words.

“About what?”

Erwin took a deep breath, “How do you feel about (Y/N) (L/N)?”

“(Y/N)? In what way? She’s a good squad leader, talented both on the ground and with the ODM gear, and those brats really seem to love her.”

Erwin noted just the barest hints of jealousy underlying his words.

“She’s reliable, quick on her feet, and kind. She likes to help people, but she’s not naive or clueless,” Levi paused, crossing his arms over his chest. “Quite the contrary. She’s proven herself to be a valuable asset to the Survey Corps. Why do you ask?”

“She’s quite beautiful, wouldn’t you say? Attractive? Desirable?”

Levi froze.

“Erwin-”

“I’m not mad,” Erwin said, cutting off Levi’s impending argument. “But I’m not stupid either.”

“I don’t know what you’re insinuating but-”

“Levi.”

The captain, for once, shut his mouth the moment Erwin said his name. This was it.

Levi knew he was in love with (Y/N); had known for months despite his efforts to deny it. He had felt himself falling for the squad leader almost a year ago when she had saved him from certain death during a mission on one of the rare days when he wasn’t completely focused. He had been too caught up worrying about Erwin back at the base, healing from getting his arm bitten off by a titan during the expedition prior, and had managed to get caught in the tight grip of an abnormal, his reaction time slower than usual. Just as he had been sending his silent apologies to Erwin, he had felt the titan let go of his body before he was caught in a pair of strong, gentle arms.

He had tried to convince himself that his feelings were nothing more than appreciation for her saving him, but he had eventually given up trying to lie to himself, knowing that thankfulness wasn’t what made his heart pound every time she was near. Knowing that it wasn’t his gratitude that was making him a flustered mess whenever she talked to him, or causing a hot flush to appear on his cheeks when she laughed at one of his jokes.

That wasn’t to say that he loved Erwin any less. His lover was his whole world, and he wasn’t willing to give him up for anything. He didn’t want to end his relationship with Erwin to be with (Y/N), he just wanted to… expand his world a little bit. He wanted to date both, love both, and give his heart to both. He didn’t want to admit it to himself, and he had spent many sleepless nights hating himself for his feelings. He hated how his heart even thought of betraying Erwin, of belonging to someone else, but he couldn’t stop himself. He wanted to be close to (Y/N), and wanted her to be close to him. He wanted to get to know her, wanted to know what made her laugh, what made her cry, what she loved and what she hated. He wanted to hold her close and kiss her until they were breathless. If she would allow him, he wanted to explore her body, Erwin by his side, and see what made her cry out, what made her writhe in pleasure. He wanted to love her. He wanted her to love him. Both of them.

But he couldn’t. He had to remind himself once again that he was with Erwin, and Erwin alone. And Levi wanted to respect that. He wished with every fiber of his being that he could leave it alone, ditch these feelings and just be happy with the way things were, but he couldn’t. Even so, he had tried to hide his feelings, tried so hard to ignore them and keep them locked away for nobody but him to know about, but clearly, he hadn’t hidden them well enough.

“Erwin, I-”

“Levi,” Erwin said again, still facing away from him.

Levi swallowed hard and bowed his head. He knew he hadn’t necessarily done anything wrong, he hadn’t acted on his feelings or cheated on Erwin, but the guilt still weighed heavily on him. He knew things were going to be different now. No matter what happened, he knew Erwin wouldn’t look at him in the same way anymore.

Erwin took a deep breath before turning to face his captain, the warmth in his sharp blue eyes making Levi’s heart pound with hope. When the commander leaned forward to cup Levi’s cheek in his palm, Levi nuzzled into his touch, his eyes closed as he savored the feeling, desperately hoping that this would not be the last time he would be able to experience this feeling.

“I already told you - I’m not mad. I just want you to tell me the truth,” Erwin said softly, his thumb gently stroking Levi’s cheek bone. “Do you love (Y/N)?”

Levi sighed, dismayed, “Yes.”

He kept his eyes closed, not wanting to see the look of condemnation in the eyes of the man he loved as he admitted his long-standing secret. Erwin was silent for a moment, his thumb continuing to stroke Levi’s face absentmindedly, lost in thought.

“Levi, look at me,” Erwin finally spoke.

Levi swallowed down the bile that rose in his throat before he slowly lifted his head and opened his eyes. The sight of tears streaming down his lover’s face made him want to jump off a cliff, but before he could turn and walk away to hate himself in solitude, he felt a pair of lips smash themselves on top of his to absorb the shocked cry that was ripped from his throat.

“Mn, Erwin?” Levi mumbled in between kisses as his lover continued to devour his mouth. He felt a nauseating mix of fear and elation; fear that this was Erwin giving him one final kiss goodbye and elation at the thought that maybe he hadn’t just fucked everything up.

Erwin gave him one final breathless kiss before parting, leaning his forehead against Levi’s, his eyes closed as he tried to organize the thoughts in his head.

“Damn,” Levi huffed, “What the hell did I do to deserve this?”

Erwin chuckled, “Oh, Levi, you have no idea.”

Levi leaned back to look Erwin in the eye, searching his gaze for a hint to how he was feeling. “Did you mean it? When you said you weren’t mad?”

Erwin nodded, smiling. “I’m not mad at you. How could I, when I feel the same way?”

“Huh!?”

“I didn’t know how to tell you,” Erwin said, his large hand coming up to rub the back of his neck. “I’ve been beating myself up for weeks because I didn’t think you’d ever approve, and I was honesly terrified to bring up the idea of a polyamorous relationship. I felt guilty for wanting to love her and I didn’t want you to know because I didn’t want you to think I had any intention of ever leaving you. I was ashamed and tried to bury it.”

Levi blinked at him, unsure how to process everything Erwin was saying. He was in love with (Y/N) as well? He had never imagined he would ever see the day when Erwin developed feelings for a woman. He knew Erwin had dated them before, but after getting together with Levi, he had admitted to being mostly uninterested in women. Now, here he was, admitting to his long-standing attraction to her with the same guilt and fear that had plagued Levi for months. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips and he took a step closer to Erwin, placing his hand on the tall blonde’s chest.

“Well it looks like we don’t have to be ashamed. I’ll admit, it’s different, but I’m abnormal enough to deal with this, you?”

Erwin chuckled warmly, his hand coming up to cover Levi’s shoulder, pulling him closer. “I want this, Levi. If you’re okay with it, I want this with you.”

Levi leaned in and stole a quick kiss from the taller man, “I want this too.”

Erwin smiled at his lover before a calculating look overtook his features. “Well, now that that’s out of the way, we have to handle the hard part.”

“What’s that?” Levi asked.

“We have to find a way to convince (Y/N) that this is a good idea without pressuring her or making her feel uncomfortable. We need a way to show her that we are both interested without coming on too strong, and we need to be prepared for the fact that she might not be on board with the idea of being with both of us.”

Levi closed his eyes with a heavy sigh. He hated the thought of having to let her go, but Erwin was right. He had been so worried about his lover’s reaction that he hadn’t even considered (Y/N)’s feelings. Relationships weren’t that common in the Survey Corps, many people too caught up trying to stay alive to involve themselves with romance, let alone a relationship with more than one person. There was a strong likelihood that (Y/N) would reject them, and while the thought made Levi’s stomach churn, he knew he’d have to respect whatever decision she made and learn to live with it. At least, if she rejected them, they would still have each other. Opening his eyes again, Levi met Erwin’s gaze, seeing the same turmoil reflected in the Commander’s icy blue hues.

“Well,” Levi said. “If it comes to that then so be it, but for now, let’s try to figure out the best way to get her attention.”

The tight feeling in Levi’s chest lessened a bit when he noticed the fearful look in Erwin’s eyes dull, replaced instead with the fiery determination he most often saw when the commander was preparing to lead a charge beyond the walls. It made the corners of Levi’s lips lift a little, a warm feeling swelling in his chest as the pair made their way to Erwin’s desk, sweeping the surface clean and getting to work on brainstorming their next course of action.

(Y/N) was careful, making sure to keep quiet as she padded down the hall despite the frustration coursing through her veins, making her feel tense and ready to explode. She gritted her teeth, her fists clenched at her sides as she made a beeline for the door at the end of the dark hallway, knowing exactly what she needed after yet another sleepless night.

Stopping in front of the last door on the right, the only door with light still spilling out from underneath it, (Y/N) took a deep breath and knocked, her foot tapping impatiently as she waited for it to open. She heard a crash come from inside and winced at the loud noise despite the small smile that twitched at the corner of her lips at the sound of her friend’s antics. She heard more crashing, some shuffling, and loud cursing before the door finally swung open, revealing a frazzled but beaming Hanji.

“(Y/N)!” Hanji whispered excitedly as she moved aside for (Y/N) to enter. “What can I do for you this fine evening?”

“Wine,” (Y/N) rasped as soon as she had closed the door behind her.

“Bad day?” Hanji asked, immediately moving around the couch piled high with books, plans, and papers to reach the small cellar she had nested in the back corner of her office.

(Y/N) huffed a laugh devoid of humor, “You could say that.”

Hanji gave her a sympathetic look before reaching for one of her personal favorites, cracking open the bottle to pour into the two wine glasses (Y/N) grabbed from one of the cabinets lining the wall. As soon as the wine had been poured, the two women shoved the loads of nonsense from Hanji’s couch to make room for themselves, making themselves comfortable amongst the cushions with relaxed sighs and contented groans.

“Alright,” Hanji said after she had taken a sip, turning her body to face (Y/N). “Let it all out, what happened today that made it so difficult?”

(Y/N) hesitated, taking a long drag from her wine glass before answering. “Are you sure I’m not bothering you? I didn’t interrupt one of your precious experiments did I?”

Hanji waved her off. “Don’t worry about it, (Y/N). I needed a break anyways, I think I would’ve gone crazy if I had focused on what I was doing for five more minutes.”

“Would’ve?” (Y/N) asked with a teasing smile, prompting the scientist to show her a choice hand gesture in return.

“Hey! I’m not that crazy. Besides, you know what I mean, you’re just stalling. Come on, spill.”

(Y/N) sighed. It was now or never. She didn’t like the idea of admitting her secret to anyone, even her best friend Hanji, but she was running out of options. If she spent one more second bearing the weight of her feelings alone, she was going to explode.

“It- It wasn’t really anything specific about today,” (Y/N) said slowly, trying to gather her thoughts. “This has been bothering me for weeks, today was just the day that I couldn’t shove it down anymore without it starting to take a negative toll on me.”

For once, Hanji was silent, listening intently as she took sips of her wine, allowing (Y/N) to take all the time she needed to figure out what she wanted to say.

“Lately, I have been feeling- Well, no, I guess I have a confession to make, I- shit…”

Hanji flashed a sympathetic smile as she watched (Y/N) stumble over her words, as if they were caught on the tip of her tongue but unable to topple off the edge. She let her friend stutter and rephrase her wording a few more times before the scientist took pity on her and placed a hand on (Y/N)’s shoulder, prompting the squad leader to shut her mouth.

“It’s okay, (Y/N), I understand.”

(Y/N) shook her head, “No, this time you really don’t, Hanji. I-”

“You’re in love with Levi and Erwin, right?”

(Y/N)’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, her jaw going slack as she stared at Hanji, who was now laughing at her shocked expression. How the hell did Hanji know? She hadn’t told a single soul about her inner turmoil, too embarrassed and ashamed to admit it to herself, let alone another person. Had she been that obvious? She thought she had been hiding her feelings well, but maybe keeping them a secret had been futile, her actions unknowingly spelling out her predicament to everyone around her, clear as day.

She hadn’t even realized she had started hyperventilating until she felt Hanji’s firm grip on her shoulders, her gaze stern yet comforting as she commanded her to breathe. (Y/N) took a comically large inhale before letting it out slowly, forcing herself to calm down.

“I’m sorry (Y/N), I didn’t mean to make you panic,” Hanji said with an apologetic smile.

(Y/N) shook her head. “It’s not your fault, I jumped to conclusions before you could even finish your sentence. How do you know about that?”

“I could just tell,” Hanji said with a shrug.

“Was I really that obvious?” (Y/N) asked, crestfallen.

“No, not at all!” Hanji said quickly, waving her hands, attempting to clear up the situation before (Y/N) could feel worse. “I just know you really well, so when you started acting just a little differently from normal, I started to observe you more. Trust me, you have not been obvious with this at all, I just happen to know what to look for.”

That made (Y/N) sigh in relief even as a wave of embarrassment washed over her. “God Hanji, what am I going to do?”

“What do you mean?” Hanji asked.

“I mean, I’m starting to crack under the pressure. I can’t keep ignoring my feelings but I’m afraid of what will happen when I act on them. I’m so tired of fighting myself, ignoring what my heart wants, but I think dealing with the guilt of telling them would break me more than dealing with this pain ever could.”

“What guilt could you possibly have from telling them your feelings?” Hanji asked, curious perplexion on her face.

(Y/N) stared at her, a dumbfounded expression on her features, unsure if Hanji was joking or not. She looked serious, but she found it hard to believe that her friend genuinely saw no issue with her predicament.

“Hanji, you do realize we are talking about the fact that I have feelings for two men, both of whom are already in a loving relationship with each other, and have absolutely no interest in women whatsoever, right?”

“Of course I’m aware of what we are talking about,” Hanji said.

“Then how can you not see why I would be guilty about dumping my feelings onto them? We are talking about a couple who love each other unconditionally. They might not show it publicly very much, but I know how to read them and it’s very obvious that they have no room in their hearts for anyone else. How could I ruin that for them?”

“You really think that telling them how you feel would ruin the love they already have for each other?”

“Yes. No… I don’t know,” (Y/N) said. “I just know that they would want to distance themselves from me. They clearly have no interest in women, let alone a woman like me, so why go through the trouble of embarrassing myself and the two of them when I can just suffer in silence instead? I guess what I’m trying to say is, I don’t want to make things awkward between us. I already know it’s a dead end street, so why should I knowingly send myself flying over the cliff on the other side? I’m in love with two gay, taken men. I just need to accept the fact that they are never going to look at me in any way other than a professional one and move on with my life. Find someone who is actually available to love instead.”

(Y/N) took another long sip from her wine, barely feeling the slightly dry, smooth liquid sliding down her throat.

“I… I know I’m supposed to let go. I’m just struggling to do it. Every time I think I’ve moved past my feelings, they do something that reminds me of why I love them and I lose myself all over again. I forget that I’m supposed to see them as nothing more than comrades and fall head over heels for both of them until reality slaps me across the face and I am reminded, once again, that I am in no position to have them. I just feel tired, and sick, and… gross.”

(Y/N) hadn’t even realized she was crying until she felt Hanji gently swipe the tears from her cheeks with her thumbs. (Y/N) sniffed and used her sleeve to wipe the rest of her face clean before Hanji opened her arms, allowing her to fall into the brunette’s inviting embrace and silently cry into her chest. Hanji cooed softly at her while stroking her hair, patiently waiting for (Y/N) to calm down a little before speaking again. When the squad leader had finally gotten ahold of herself and her wild emotions, she sat up, murmuring a quiet “thank you” for Hanji’s warm support as she untangled herself from the scientist’s hold.

“Look at me, (Y/N),” Hanji said, her hands back on the squad leader’s shoulders to keep her from moving away.

(E/c) met hazel as (Y/N) followed Hanji’s order, blinking away the last few tears when they locked gazes.

“Listen and listen well, (Y/N). I will not sit here and let you berate yourself over this. Your feelings are valid but I will not let you put yourself down over how you feel and who you’re attracted to.”

(Y/N) tried to argue but Hanji was quick to cut her off, a stern expression on her normally cheerful face as she regarded her best friend.

“You are beautiful and wonderful and the best squad leader we could ever ask for. You are not gross or wrong for the way you feel and I will not stand for you to think that way about yourself. I’m sorry it’s so stressful, I can’t even imagine what that must be like, but you can not - will not - tear yourself down in an effort to stifle your emotions. You shouldn’t even be trying to shove down your feelings anyway. It’s not healthy, and I’m pretty sure if you just confessed to them, they would be more accepting than you realize.”

“I don’t know…”

“(Y/N), I have known both of these men since before their names meant anything to the world. I know what I’m talking about when I say they will not push you away or treat you like garbage. Besides, if they ever did do that, I’d cut off their balls in their sleep.”

(Y/N) giggled at Hanji’s threat, giving her a grateful smile that the scientist returned in kind.

“Everything is going to be okay, (Y/N). Just talk to them, before you explode. It doesn’t have to be tomorrow, or the next day, or even the next week, but plan on telling them at some point when you feel comfortable. These feelings are only going to get stronger, and I hate seeing you so upset. You deserve happiness, and achieving that happiness is only going to get harder and harder the longer you sit on this. I won’t lie to you, they may reject you, there is no guarantee that they will be willing to expand their relationship to include you in it, but they will not hate you, that I can promise.”

(Y/N) wiped her face with her sleeve again before standing up, a newfound determination swirling in her gut. “Thank you Hanji, I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“That’s right, I am pretty amazing,” Hanji said with a dramatic flip of her tangled hair, making both of them laugh at her teasing antics.

“Well, I should probably get to bed. See you tomorrow, Hanji.”

“Goodnight (Y/N)!” Hanji said, watching her friend leave the room and enter the deserted hallway to head back to her office.

As soon as Hanji was sure (Y/N) had rounded the corner, the scientist broke out into a wide, manic smile, her eyes glinting behind her glasses as she too left her room but instead, headed straight for Levi’s office.

Levi groaned at the sound of insistent pounding on his door, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to ignore it, hoping that the person would leave him alone if he didn’t answer. To his dismay, another round of loud knocking came from outside of his office, causing Erwin to stir behind him with a groggy, confused noise.

“Erwin, you get it, it’s for you,” Levi grumbled, pulling the covers up to his chin.

“No it’s not,” Erwin responded, his voice just as raspy and exhausted. “This is your room, they want you.”

Levi cursed and rolled to the side, shivering as he slid from Erwin’s embrace and placed his feet on the icy wood floor. Yet another series of loud knocks sounded as he made his way through his bedroom and to his office. Flinging the door open, Levi didn’t try to hide his anger at being disturbed, his silver glare sharp enough to kill as he stared up at a smirking Hanji.

“What. The. Fuck. Four-Eyes,” Levi said slowly, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “Do you have any fucking clue what time it is?”

“Awww, you seem awfully grumpy, Levi. Did I interrupt some special personal time between you and the commander?” Hanji teased, her smile widening at the near feral growl it pulled from deep within Levi’s chest.

“What the hell do you want?” Levi asked through gritted teeth, so tempted to slam the door in her face.

“Oh nothing, I just wanted to give you an update on (Y/N) and tell you some new information I just discovered but it looks as if you’re really tired. Maybe I should just come back some other time,” Hanji said. She knew it was dangerous to tease Levi, especially this late at night when she knew he had been wrapped up with Erwin, but she just couldn’t help herself, her elation at what she had just found out from (Y/N) making it difficult to remain serious.

“What new information?” Erwin asked. Neither Levi nor Hanji had even heard him approach. Hanji turned to face the tired commander, smiling when she saw his ruffled hair and shirtless chest. Hanji had never been one for relationships or attraction in general, but she had to admit that a sleepy commander was rather cute.

“May I come in?”

Levi groaned in annoyance at the same time that Erwin said yes, prompting the raven to open the door wide enough for the scientist to pass through despite the grumpy look he threw his lover.

“What is it, Shitty Glasses? We don’t have all night,” Levi snapped once the door had been shut behind her, his arms crossed as he leaned back against his desk.

“Well, I just had a talk with (Y/N). She came into my office to vent to me about something that was bothering her and I thought you should know about it since it involves you two.”

Levi and Erwin shared a look, nervousness fluttering in both of their stomachs. Had they been discovered already? Had she heard about their plans and gotten freaked out? Had they done or said something to unintentionally offend her? Neither of them wanted to screw this up. They had been working so hard to keep things under wraps while they thought of a solid plan to present to her when the time was right, but had they already fucked it up without realizing it?

Levi took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Hanji hadn’t even told them what it was yet. He glanced down when he felt Erwin grip his hand, giving his fingers a squeeze as if to ground himself. Levi reciprocated the action and turned his gaze back to Hanji, eager for her to continue.

“What did she say?” Erwin asked, his nervousness just barely masked by his rough tone.

Hanji’s smile somehow widened further, her eyes sparkling happily. “She said she’s in love with you.”

Both men tensed.

“W-With which one of us?” Erwin asked.

“Both of you, actually. That’s why she was coming to talk to me. She’s been really struggling with her feelings lately because she feels as if it’s morally wrong to love both of you. Not only because she feels bad about loving more than one person, but she also thinks you have no interest in her whatsoever since neither of you are straight. She feels guilty for having feelings towards you because she knows you are both already in a relationship and she doesn’t want to ruin your dynamic with each other. She has no idea how you two feel, she just feels guilty and scared of her own emotions because she has no idea how the two of you are going to react when she does eventually tell you.”

For a moment, Levi and Erwin were at a loss for words. (Y/N) loved them? Both of them? It almost seemed too good to be true, that the woman they both loved and wanted so badly to have join them in their relationship wanted them as well. But Hanji’s gaze conveyed nothing but the truth, and as much as she loved to tease them and joke around, she would never lie about something so important.

“Did you tell her that we are interested in her as well?” Levi asked, clearing his throat to keep from stuttering.

Hanji shook her head, “No, I calmed her down and gave her some advice about coming to terms with her feelings but I didn’t tell her about your feelings nor that you had confided in me. I didn’t want her to think I was joking around or pitying her. Not only that, but I wanted to give the two of you a chance to confess. This is your relationship, not mine, I didn’t want to take that moment away from you. Besides, she’ll believe it if it’s coming from you. I don’t think she would believe me if I tried to tell her. I did tell her that she should talk to you about it, though.”

“How did she respond to that?” Erwin asked softly, clutching onto the desk behind him for stability as the weight of Hanji’s words washed over him.

Hanji scratched the back of her neck, “Um, she was pretty skeptical. Again, she’s worried about your reaction, so while she agreed that it was probably the best course of action, she wasn’t too enthusiastic about carrying it out. She might not tell you for a long time, not until she is able to genuinely come to terms with the possibility of rejection. If I were you, I’d plan on confessing first, and sooner rather than later. She’s not going to have the confidence to come to you on her own, not for some time.”

Levi nodded, his heart swelling with love and excitement. This was better than he ever could’ve imagined, that the woman he wanted more than anything was in love with both him and his lover, and wanted to be with them despite the unorthodox nature of their possible relationship. He had to hand it to Hanji, albeit begrudgingly, she had played a big role in giving them the confidence they needed and encouraging them to act on their feelings. Without her, he didn’t think they would’ve made it this far.

He could tell Erwin felt the same way. Neither of them had expected anything good to come from telling Hanji. They hadn’t even planned on telling her originally, too afraid that she would immediately run off to tell (Y/N) in a rush of excitement. But she had caught them brainstorming, and had instead heard them out as they explained their predicament before offering to help. Erwin was beyond grateful, and felt so proud in that moment to call her his friend that he couldn’t help but push away from the desk to envelop her in a quick hug.

“Thank you, Hanji,” Erwin said before releasing her, his heart pumping with affection and happiness for both his friend and the woman he was eager to love, Levi by his side.

“It was nothing, Erwin,” Hanji said with a warm smile, returning his hug before parting and raising a hand to her face to fix her skewed glasses.

“Thank you Four-Eyes.”

“No problem, Shorty!”

Levi grumbled at the nickname but reached over to ruffle her hair affectionately, the most physical contact he would ever willingly give to the titan-crazed freak. Hanji beamed nonetheless and sent him a teasing wink before heading for the door, expressing her desire for some hard-earned rest. The two men murmured their agreement and walked Hanji out before heading back to their shared bedroom and climbing into bed, both of them laying awake despite their exhaustion, simultaneously excited and terrified for the next coming day.

They found her in the stable. The sun was starting to set, the evening light painting the sky with the purples, oranges, and pinks of dusk as Levi and Erwin made their way across the courtyard to the barn where a scout had told them (Y/N) was last seen. Sure enough, peeking through the large wooden doors revealed the lovely squad leader, somehow even more gorgeous than usual, grooming and petting her horse as she hummed a soft tune.

Levi and Erwin knew they were stalling as they paused to watch her move around the barn, swiftly and quietly like a cat, both men silently appreciating the way she looked in the light of the dying sun. Her hair was up in a loose ponytail, so different from the tight bun she normally wore it in to keep her vision perfectly clear during missions and training, and her clothes were casual, perfect for tending to the horses while still looking somewhat professional.

The men listened to her humming get louder as she leaned down to dry her mare’s legs with a small cloth, the fur still wet from the bath she had just given her. (Y/N)’s surprised laugh when the mare leaned down to nuzzle her back was music to their ears, and with a glance at each other, they both knew they couldn’t wait anymore. The butterflies in their stomachs made both of them want to be sick, but they held it together, giving the hand of their lover one final supportive squeeze before they pushed their way into the barn with her.

(Y/N) didn’t notice them at first, too busy making sure to dry as much as she could, but the sound of Levi clearing his throat immediately caught her attention, making her stand up so fast her mare spooked at the sudden movement.

“Captain! Commander! What a surprise!” (Y/N) said nervously with a hasty salute that Erwin easily waved off.

“Hello (Y/N), I apologize, we didn’t mean to alarm you,” Erwin said, his deep voice unknowingly sending delightful shivers down (Y/N)’s spine.

“Oh it’s no problem, I should’ve been paying better attention. Now, what can I do for you two?” (Y/N) was proud of her ability to keep her voice steady, such a contrast to her rapidly beating heart, threatening to leap out of her chest with how hard it was pounding against the bars of its cage.

“We need to talk to you,” Levi said.

(Y/N)’s face paled. Her brain immediately jumped to the worst case scenario, making her knees go weak at the thought of them finding out about her secret before she could have the chance to explain. They hadn’t even said anything yet and she felt like she was going to break down, the pressure of them possibly knowing making her feel sick. She knew it was irrational, there was no way they could possibly know, not when the only person she had ever told was Hanji, someone she trusted with her life. Taking a deep breath, (Y/N) sorted out her frayed nerves and forced herself to stay calm. She could do this, no matter what they said, she could do this.

“Okay, what about?” She managed to squeak out, completely unaware of their own nervousness.

Erwin closed his eyes and prayed to any deity out there for the strength to say what he wanted to say before meeting (Y/N)’s expectant gaze.

“Well, you see um… we wanted to ask you if you would maybe, possibly, consider um- shit- sorry, I’m trying to find the best way to put this…”

“He’s trying to say that we’re interested in you, brat, and we want to know what you think about it.”

Levi’s blunt words made her gawk, not completely sure this wasn’t some kind of amazing dream.

“Wait, wait, wait, you want… me? Both of you?”

Levi nodded as Erwin confirmed with a quiet “yeah,” his hand reaching up to scratch the back of his neck as he averted his gaze to the stable floor, neither of them able to look (Y/N) in the eye.

“As in… you want me to be in a relationship with both of you?” (Y/N) clarified, unable to keep the hopeful tone from her voice.

Levi caught that slight hopefulness underlying her words, giving him the confidence to approach her, his movements gentle and slow as if to avoid spooking her. With a glance back at Erwin, who gave him a solid nod in response, Levi reached out to cup (Y/N)’s cheek, his thumb stroking her cheekbone in the same way he knew Erwin enjoyed. (Y/N)’s breath hitched at the feeling and Levi couldn’t help but smirk.

“We love you, (Y/N). We both want you to be with us. That is, if you’ll have us.”

Erwin came up beside Levi, further supporting the raven’s sentiment. Tears started to blur her vision, but (Y/N) blinked them away, her gaze flickering back and forth between the two men she had loved for so long.

“You- You really mean it?”

“Absolutely,” Erwin said, a warm, if not wobbly, smile tugging at his lips.

(Y/N) hesitated for only a second more, still frozen in shock, before she flung herself at the both of them, her arms wrapping around their necks to hold them close as she sobbed her affirmation into their chests over and over again.

“Yes! I’d love to be with you! Nothing in the world would make me happier than to get the opportunity to love you two.”

Levi and Erwin smiled at each other from over her head before reciprocating her physical affection, holding her close to them as they had both longed to do for ages. They stayed like that for a short while, the rest of the world falling apart as they held each other in the middle of the barn, the last remaining rays of sunlight bathing the lovers in reddish-gold light as it dipped below the horizon.

It was perfect. More than perfect. Better than any of them could’ve ever dreamed of as they finally let go of all of their doubts and encompassed the warm, beautiful feeling that was finding their missing pieces.

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jayeeintheclouds-inactive · 3 years ago

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final notes.

I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean to drop this bombshell on you. I know I haven't been here for more than 2 months, and I'm sorry for leaving so fast. I guess I couldn’t really find a better time to say this, haha oops. Thank you all for 430 followers. It means a lot, and at the same time, I’d like to apologise to all you 430 followers for doing this.

I’ve decided to leave tumblr. I don’t think it’s the right platform for me. I’ve gotten too blissfully distracted in genshinblr, but at what cost? It took a toll on my mental health. I didn’t really recieve hate anons, nor did anything happen that majorly affected me. To be honest, I too am not quite sure about the specific reason why I’m leaving. But I think it’s because I can no longer handle the flooding emotions I get from this website. Who do I talk to? Who do I trust? Who is my friend? Did I do anything wrong? How do I make people like me? What should I do? I feel like a lamb in this pack of wolves. I feel like I have to walk on eggshells every time I have to talk to people here. I realised just how small I am in this world, let alone on this platform. I’m sorry I had to word it that way, and I'm sorry if this made you feel negative emotions. Perhaps that was why I never frequently reached out when I felt insecure.

Of course, there still are a whole lot of you whom I truly think deserve the whole world, whom I really, really, really appreciate knowing, whom I know I would trust my entire life with if I ever met you. You know who you are, so I won’t bother calling you guys out.

I guess I'll never know if I’m a good person or not. But if you intend to talk to me after reading this post, I’d prefer if you’d be 100% honest about what you thought of me. It doesn’t necessarily have to be good. I’m completely okay with you telling me that you honestly hated whatever part of me. I want to work on it so that I don’t make the same mistakes that made you dislike me.

After about 4 hours after I post this, I'll change my password. I’ll keyboard smash, not save my new password to desktop, and after that, never come back to this account. I won’t deactivate my account, because I still want people to read the works I'm so very proud of. But I don't ever want to see genshinblr again. And with that said, I'm not going to keep in contact with 90% of my moots. But if I do feel like I want to continue being friends with you outside tumblr, I'll let you know, and you can tell me if you want my private ig account to chat with me frequently. Or my genshin asia uid.

Hopefully, after I leave, I’ll have a more refreshed mind, and I can concentrate more on my studies and other interests without worrying about my blog.

Thank you for everything you’ve done. Whether it was supporting me, hating me, or not even knowing me. Thank you for being a part of my tumblr journey. I’ll remember you guys. Maybe. Once again, sorry for doing this.

Love from the clouds, Jayee

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that-was-anticlimactic · 2 years ago

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Hi Corey!!!! :) I’m on anon bc I’m a scaredy cat LOL! But anyway, I’m waiting on an evaluation for an official Tourette’s diagnosis, but I’m like 99% sure I have it and so is my psychiatrist. I was just wondering if you have any tips for “coming out” about having Tourette’s? Idk how to tell my family, and I’ll probably wait until I have the diagnosis anyway but I’m still nervous. Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

hello, anon!

hm, well, when i told my friends, responses ranged from "that explains so much / makes so much sense" to "what is that?", so i would say definitely be prepared to explain. and, depending on how well-versed the people in your life are about ts, they may try and test it out. mine did, though not in a malicious way, they were 15-17 year olds kids and were genuinely curious.

i feel like a lot of the telling your family will be explaining, at least, that's how it was for me! i find a good way to do it without explaining is tic and then wait for someone to ask about it and then explain, but if your family is used to "weird" noises or movements, then that may not work.

ig something that's important to remember is that you don't really owe anyone an explanation for it. that's something that i wish i knew when i was younger. when i first "came out" to my friends and the family members who didn't know, i felt like i had to explain myself. tell them "oh so i have ts because..." and then list the reasons. like, "oh because i do this and i do that" and so on and so forth. like i had to justify my diagnosis.

i would suggest not straight up saying that you have it for this reason and that because you simply don't have to. unless you really want to or you'd feel more comfortable doing that, than by all means! but this isn't something you have to justify or anything - you quite literally will have a diagnosis.

now, summer 2021 for explain, i worked at a summer camp all summer and lived with / shared a living space with my fellow employees, so i did have to tell everyone that i had ts. the way that i did that was kind of like "hey, just wanted to let you guys know that i have ts, so i make noises or move weirdly sometimes" and... that's kind of how i do it from now on! some people may ask questions, so may be skeptical, some may just shrug and move on with their life. but the number one thing to remember is that you do not owe them any explanation or any details you don't want to share.

i get being nervous - telling people is really freaky especially because you never know how they'll react. i still get nervous to do it to this day, and i am so scared that i won't get hired as a teacher because of my ts. just know that i'm here for you if you have anymore questions or concerns!

good luck!

#anon #sorry if this whole thing was contradictory ! a lot of it depends on who you're telling and how you feel like they'd react #i wish you the best of luck!#lemme know if you have anymore questions <3 #corey tics:)#corey rambles:)

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detransdamnation · 2 years ago

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I assume you're in therapy already? If not - I always told myself I would if I ever seriously considered dying. There was a time when I was avoiding therapy cause I thought they were just going to tell me lies but I made myself go anyway and it really helped, like it made me hate not hate myself and all that and from there I was able to actually get better. Even though looking back most of it was incorrect after all, but it was what I needed to hear ig. (ofc I didn’t say I wanted to die bc I didn’t want them to treat me different or take me away idk…)

If you’re radfem leaning + female(idk your sex ofc) meeting up with radfems irl can be great. They’re understanding of detrans people and there are often other detransitioners too (also everyone I’ve met is super cool) so it’s a great way to make new friends imo. There might be in person detrans meetups specifically but I haven’t heard of them.

Either way I’ve heard the first few months of coming off hormones are really hard emotionally (especially if you go cold turkey, because the hormone imbalance messes with your brain) so I hope it gets better for you soon! I’m sure it will get better in the future, whether that’s in a year or ten.

Hello, Anon. I'm so glad to hear that therapy has helped you. Unfortunately, my past experiences with therapy have been overwhelmingly negative, and even if this weren't a significant driving factor in my avoidance of it, I just do not have the time, money, or resources to try to go through that process again. Healthcare over on my side of the pond is far from great and the mental health sector is particularly damning. It was the mental health sector that cleared me for hormone replacement therapy despite my dysphoria presenting "abnormally," in their words, after all...

That said, I'm generally (and thankfully) not quite so anguished as I was when I wrote those posts. I hold a lot of emotions inside of me without much of an outlet, and have for most of my life, and when you internalize so much, you're bound to spill over eventually. My outbursts are far from pretty and more than likely disturb unfortunate onlookers—but they're also usually short-lived and not an accurate indicator of what I truly feel. I know what I need, and what I actually believe, and I try to remind myself of this every time it gets to be a little too much. I will be okay, if not out of destiny then because I need to be.

Thank you for the caring message. I really do appreciate it.

#i hope this doesn't come off like i'm shooting down or brushing off your message or anything like that #i just never know how to respond to advice lmao #i don't mean to skip over what you said about the radfem or detrans circles either but i don't really know how to respond #just because yeah i don't give out my sex lol so i don't feel it's my place to actively seek out those spaces at all #and i don't label my political beliefs or subscribe to any particular movement anyway #but i do follow a modest amount of desisters and homosexuals and other people who share similar beliefs to me #which does help ground me in general and give me a small sense of community even if only an indirect and parasocial one #but anyways #thank you anon #genuine fanmail #submission #text #my post

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mo2k · 3 years ago

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🎉 NEW GAME: Introduce your mutuals to everyone and what do you think of them? 🎉

Hsdfgjkl I’m sorry this is so late — please forgive me dear anon 😭🙏

Uh I’m gunn’ choose only some of my moots… but remember that I love all of you guys sm!!

@quirrrky - rei! she’s one of my first moots and is super kind & nice, she’s like also a big sis figure to me, literally a queen of aesthetic, you should check out her blog if you don’t believe me!

@pyobeul - maddy maddy maddy. another very first moots of mine, and one of the closest. sometimes i love you but sometimes i also hate you so ig it must be true love <3

@trimisu - hehe trish! she’s really nice but also fun, has an undying love for food and dogs and i love it ♡︎

@bubble-bootie - rae! ik you’re on hiatus so sorry if this bother you but i wish you all the best in your studies! oo tis girl is v. cool and swaggy. really enjoy talking / interacting with her ❦

@sillykawa - CAN I PLEASE TELL YA HOW MUCH I LOVE OUR ANIME CONVO??? OMG AMANDA I’M ON SS3 OF AOT AND HOLY COW THIS ANIME SURELY FULL OF SURPRISES BUT OH WAIT THAT’S QUITE OFF THE POINT BUT WHAT I REALLY WANNA SAY IS YOU’RE JUST SO NICE AND I’D LOVE TO GO WINDIW SHOPPING WITH YOU MY DEAR SISTER IN LAW. (oh i almost forgot, bring emma, too <3)

@solaxena - :) ily athena, you’re really so so sweet and amazing and ily ♡︎♡︎♡︎ seeing you on my dash or in my notif always able to bring a smile to my face honey ily <3

@kitacharm - the sweetest person i’ve ever known in this app, nat! thank you for existing darling ilysm ❤︎

@the-olive-sage - another very first moots of mine, always liking my posts which i really appreciate it, ty lovely tysm :>

@arquitecturadelanada - oh elle you have the kindest soul. you make me feel calm and peaceful everytime i talk to you ♡´･ᴗ･`♡

@your-girl-mj - mj! ik we haven’t interact a lot but hey, a soft reminder to please take care of yourself cuz i really care about you a lot ꨄ

As you can see that I said ‘nice’, ‘kind’, ‘ily’ and other things a lot — but that’s because it’s just the way ya’all are. However ahem hem… it’s not really necessary for ya’all to be nice with me 24/7. I’m actually v. rough & chaotic irl so yeah bahahaha @maddy i’m pretty sure you’ve already seen that side of me a lot, haven’t ya?

#♔ signed by bambam #from : anon #anw ty for dropping by anon!#srry for such late repl’ too #please forgive me TwT #♡︎ bambam answer

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realcube · 4 years ago

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comfort hcs 💗 feat. overworked! reader

characters: yaku, oikawa, yams & akaashi

trigger warning: swearing

thank you to anon for this sweet request!

morisuke yaku

♡ he has concerned mom energy to i feel like he’d notice that you’re overworking yourself before starts negatively effecting you

♡ once he figures out that you’re actually stressed and he’s not just being paranoid, he will probably hold an intervention where is like ‘sit down, let’s have a cha--’

♡ but you just push him out the way to grab your coat, ‘sorry, sweetheart. i don’t wanna miss my bus!’

♡ DFRTYJUHG he just stood there like a statue looking at you like (●__●) this bitch-

♡ anyway, once you come back from uni/college/school/ work etc yaku insists that you need to sit down and discuss your problems with him

♡ then you’re kinda just like ‘what problems?????’

♡ also, after what happened that morning, yaku was not taking ‘no’ as an answer

♡ no matter what you say

♡ homework? you can do that later

♡ chores? he’ll do them for you if you just listen to him

♡ hungry? you can eat while you listen to him

♡ showering? you smell fine!

♡ so yeah, he will pick you up and carry you to the living room if he has to

♡ he’s probably really serious about the issue bc your feelings aren’t a joke to him but he lined up your favourite plushies on the couch so he could talk to them as a third party when you disagreed with him

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“i study in moderation! and i have not been neglecting our relationship; i just need to focus on my studies!” you tutted, averting your gaze from yaku’s as you thought about his accusation; did he really feel as though you had been taking him for granted? because of course, that wasn’t your intention at all and the more you thought about it, the more you realise that perhaps he was right.

yaku rolled his eyes at your response, quite enraged by your dismissive tendencies but he didn’t want to take his anger out on you so he simply turned to the kiiroitori plush that sat beside him, “duck, do you think (l/n) has been overworking themselves and ignoring both of us?”

kiirotori was forced by yaku’s hand to nod in response.

you snorted slightly before trying to furrow your eyebrows in anger once again, “their name is kiiroitori!”

tōru oikawa

♡ dsfghjkl ngl he clearly overworks himself too so he wouldn’t even notice

♡ he’s like ‘oh, you’re spending hours upon hours of a day - losing sleep and energy - to dedicate yourself solely to one thing so you can be perfect at it??? that’s completely normal!’

♡ spoiler alert, it’s not

♡ it’d probably take a third-party to point that what you are both doing isn’t healthy (either iwaizumi or a therapist)

♡ then you’d both look at each other like ⚆_⚆ wut

♡ anyway recovery time ig ✨

♡ he’d definitely just try distract you whenever he sees you studying/training/practising

♡ forget overwork, he doesn’t even let you work

♡ oh and y’all have started having ‘lazy days’ once a month where you make it a point to nothing but each other :))

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you both stared at the television, pretending to be absolutely engrossed by jumanji. however, once you let out your fifth sigh that minute, oikawa could tell that you were just as disinterested as he was so he peered over his shoulder to look at you, “this is so boring.”

you nodded, shuffling closer to him so he could drape his arm around your shoulder and bury his nose into your hair. “it’s so hard to just sit here and do nothing when i know that i have a lot to do, y’know?”

oikawa hummed in agreement, “but it’s nice to finally spend some quality time with you, angel.” he placed a kiss on your temple, scooting awkwardly in his seat before pulling you down to lay down next to him on couch.

“yeah,” you purred, happily falling onto the soft cushions while in oikawa’s embrace, “i’ve suddenly had a change of heart - i love these lazy days.”

“that was fast.”

tadashi yamaguchi

♡ it would take him a wile to built up the courage to actually express his concern about you overworking yourself

♡ but until then, he’ll show them in more subtle ways

♡ like if he sees you working at your desk - whether your posture is straight or not - he’ll rush up to you and massage your shoulders/back while talking

♡ he always sends you goodnight texts and gets v snappy when you text him in the middle of the night

♡ ‘tadashi, what did you get for number five on the maths hw?’

♡ if he opens the message and notices that you sent that crazy late at night or the ass crack of dawn, he’ll lose his shit

♡ ‘(Y/N) WHY WERE U UP AT 3AM DOING MATHS HW LITERALLY GO TO SLEEP’

♡ he forces himself to ask you out on dates irl so that if you use work/training/practise etc as an excuse..he can give the puppy eyes 🥺

♡ don’t get me wrong, he’s not manipulative at all but you just overwork yourself so much he think that the teeniest tiniest little bit of fun wouldn’t do you any harm

♡ he literally cares for you so much and he just wants you to be healthy and happy like is that too much to ask ಥ_ಥ

♡ it would take him 3 months of mental preparation to confront you but he’d do it eventually lol

♡ he’d still be super duper nervous though 👉👈

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“(y/n).” yamaguchi’s soft voice rang quietly through the hallway before he stuck his head inside your room in search for you. he let out a sigh upon noticing that - like always - you were sitting at your desk, drowning in papers of schoolwork.

he hurriedly approached you, suddenly throwing his arms around your shoulders as he hid his face in the crook of your neck before wailing, “(y/n)! i know it’s none of my business but i just think you work yourself way too hard and i see how sleepy you are all the time and you didn’t even eat the cupcakes i made you because you were too busy studying - i thought you loved my cupcakes!”

your eyes widened at the sudden contact and the string of words yamaguchi was babbling in your ear; but you semi-understood what he was getting at. so you steadily turned around to wrap your arms around his neck and rub his spine reassuringly, “i am so sorry, tadashi. i had no idea i was worrying you.”

he shook his head against the skin of your neck, “it’s fine, i worry about everything.” he joked before changing to a more serious tone, “it’s just that-- i think you should care more about yourself. take some time to relax once and a while, y’know?”

his sweet words resulted in your lips curling to a smile while his arms wrapped securely around your body brought you a much-needed feeling of peace, “alright, i’ll try.”

“good.” yamaguchi chirped, pecking your forehead then positioning his face where it was prior, going back to enjoying the feeling of your soft skin agaist his. “-so, are you gonna eat the cupcakes or”

keiji akaashi

♡ he overworks himself too

♡ if anything, i think he’d praise you for being ‘hard-working’ at first ‘:)

♡ but once he notices how much you work and how negatively it’s effecting your mental/physical health, he’ll intervene

♡ like yamaguchi, i think he’d start small by subtly doing things to reverse the effects of your stress

♡ and simultaneously, it kinda helps him too

♡ for example, if you get stress ance, he’ll do a bunch of research on the best skin treatments for it, buy the products then do facemasks with you + create a whole new nightly skincare routine for both of you

♡ or if your not taking care of yourself properly, he’ll book you both in for a spa appointment

♡ or if you’re tense, he’ll get you both massages from those professional ppl that make you strip naked

♡ when they make you get your tiddies out, you know they are a professional masseuse

♡ and he’ll take out on ten times more just to help you relax

♡ also, they’re always slow-paced dates bc like ofc akaashi takes you out to the park/beach for picnics....does he seem the sort of guy to take you bowling?? no.

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you sighed as akaashi brought a spoon up to your lips, looking at you expectantly but you simply whined, “keiji, i should be at home studying right now. you know my exam in 5 months, right?” though akaashi wanted to believe you were joking, the seriousness in your voice made it clear that you genuinely thought 5 months was a short period of time - even considering all the work you’ve already done in preparation for it.

so akaashi simply shrugged in response, continuing to prod your lip with the spoon until you parted you lips, allowing the pudding he made to enter your mouth. then, he pulled it out lower it to observe your pouty expression for a moment; you were so cute that he couldn’t help but smile softly.

“i’m sure you’ll do fine, sweetheart. i believe in you.” he said, gripping your waist before placing a tender kiss on your cheek. “for now, let’s enjoy this perfect weather. it only comes around once a year, so why not make the most of it, hm?”

before you were able to reply, akasshi utilized the hand the had on your waist to pull you back onto the picnic blanket with him, so you were both looking up at the pale blue sky, decorated with delicate clouds. “what do you see?” he inquired, gesturing up to the shapes the clouds formed.

you snickered, slowly intertwining your finger with his as you examined the sky for any familiar shapes or silhouettes in the sky. “oh!” you exclaimed, lifting your index finger to point to a particular cloud adorning the sky, “that kinda looks like my maths professor in a gallon hat.”

akaashi snorted, “i have no idea what your maths professor looks like but alright.”

you laughed, lowing your finger but not everting your gaze from the special cloud you spotted, “what about you, babe? what do you see?”

with a moment of hesitation, akaashi immediately replied, “an angel.”

your eyes scanned across the sky for a cloud in the shape on an angel but you simply couldn’t find the one he was referring to, so you whipped your head to the side to see where he was pointing, only notice that his eyes were fixated on you.

“y-you’re such a simp, keiji.”

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fanfoolishness · 4 years ago

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The Lullaby (The Mandalorian)

(Din tries to help the Child get to sleep, while needing to sleep himself. PTSD, childhood memories, family feels, no romance. Thanks to the anon who sent me an ask saying “Bruh, Din must be EXHAUSTED” in regards from planet to planet. Set between chapter 8 and 9. 1880 words.)

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Maybe it would be different this time.

He floated, gauzily, through the old house. Sunlight slanted through transparisteel windows, lining the little things, the ordinary things, with a rich and reddish gold. The breakfast table was a glory. His father’s wooden flutes glimmered. His toys, little silver droids he pulled on strings or pushed on wheels, glowed beautifully as he played. He made silly little noises to himself, whole stories and conversations about the battles they would fight at each other’s side.

But the sounds struck, faint at first, then throbbing in the near distance. Boom, boom. The whine of blaster fire.

Din flinched. It was always like this. Always. He shivered, sinking into himself, wrapping his arms around his middle.

His mother’s arms flailed, frantic as she crossed the living space. His father’s face was pale. They scooped him up into their strong, safe arms, and he wept with confusion, with fear. The toy droids rattled across the floor.

They ran.

***

Din started, breathing hard, and sat up straight in the pilot’s seat. Hell, he hadn’t meant to fall asleep. They were still in too close of an orbit to the last place they’d fled, and he didn’t intend for them to be captured somewhere this backwater. He took a deep breath, trying to center himself, but the exhaustion clung heavy on him.

He’d been tired before, of course. There’d been times as a young man he’d run himself near to death, chasing bounties, getting in over his head, seeking out yet another fight. But there’d been a nihilistic purity to it back then, the promise of a glorious death should things go badly, a battle worthy of the Way. It had been a clean ache, and an empty one.

Now, though, he found himself tired in ways he’d never even thought about.

He battled differently with the child around, always sensitive to the danger the fight posed to the little one; it led to taking different risks, making new assessments, sometimes taking hits that never would have landed had it been him alone. His body groaned with the effort some days, burdened with bruises, pulled muscles, burns from the rare blaster bolts that nearly made it past the beskar. He didn’t mind, patching himself up with bacta and painkillers at the end of each night. It was the Way.

But the exhaustion lingered, not always due to physical causes. Some nights the kid wouldn’t fall asleep, tossing and turning and fussing so that Din never did really rest either Sometimes just the mental calculations of fleeing, hiding, running, searching, were more exhausting than a physical fight.

He thought now that he understood the Creed in a different way than ever before. Battle faded into the background, the warrior’s death a long distant fate. He ached in a way that had nothing to do with physical wounds but that laid him bare all the same, a feeling deeper than mere blood and bone. He thought of foundlings, of care, of sacrifice.

He thought of the kid.

The kid. Where had the little womp rat gotten to? Din craned his head to the side, scanning for the kid through the visor of his helmet, and let out a sigh of relief. The little one was still buckled into his seat, though he looked just as wiped out as Din felt. His ears drooped all the way down to his shoulders, and his large eyes were half-lidded, little hands coming up to rub sleepily at his face.

“Hey there,” said Din. “We’d better get some rest, huh, buddy?”

The child’s face crinkled, his big eyes narrowing. Oh, so he was going to be fussy tonight. The kid let out an annoyed little grunt as his hands curled into tiny fists.

“None of that,” said Din, a mild sternness creeping into his voice. “You need to lay down.” At the kid’s glower, he hastily amended, “We both need to get some rest. Come on, I’ll come to bed with you. Just let me bring the Crest into a better orbit.”

The kid made some nonsense noises that he suspected were an affirmation. Din smiled faintly beneath his helmet. Those little sounds were becoming so familiar, he almost thought he could tell what they meant.

He brought the ship out of orbit, scrolling through options in the navicomputer. His eyelids felt so heavy, though. He took a deep breath through his nose, slowly letting it out through his mouth. Training in his youth came back to him, ways to ask ever more of the body in order to fulfill the Creed. Just a bit further. He breathed deep, struggling to keep himself alert.

He stared hard at the small screen, at his gloved fingertips hovering over its surface. They blurred slightly. He selected a path that would take them into a secluded orbit, far from satellites or prying eyes, and relaxed as he directed the ship along the planned path. He blinked. His vision slid from slightly blurred to doubled.

He was so tired.

His head slipped forward, helmet weighing it down, until his chin rested on his chest. He jerked himself back, shaking his head sharply and trying to clear it. Dank farrik, he needed to sleep.

“Just a little longer, kid,” he muttered. His hands felt faint on the controls, but he straightened up again. Breathe deeply. Bring fire into the very center of your being. Direct the energy outward into a killing strike. Though in this case, the killing strike was just the successful maneuvering of the ship into a new, hidden orbit, and nearly as difficult as any battle technique. At last, though, the navicomputer flashed at him, advising him he’d been successful.

His hands loosened and he yawned, getting wearily to his feet. His hand was sure on the child’s restraints, freeing him from the seat belt. He scooped the kid into his arms, his weight sure and familiar.

“Come on, little guy,” he murmured. The kid fussed in his arms, burrowing his head into the woven cloth of Din’s cloak, a favorite place for him to nap. Din leaned his head to the side, helmet resting against the kid’s cheek, just for a moment.

He took the ladder carefully, keeping the kid pressed tight to his chest, and headed straight to his narrow cot. He sat down on it heavily, making sure to cradle the kid’s head as he did so.

“What do you think, pal?” he asked. “You want your bed tonight? Or do you want to stay here?”

It was about fifty-fifty, which option the kid chose. Sometimes he was happy to go curl up in the new pram Din had found for him, after the one that Kuiil had fixed up was burned on Nevarro. Din had gotten him several different blankets over the past several weeks, and sometimes the kid got real cozy under them, happy as anything.

Other times, more unsettled nights like tonight, the child made it quite clear he wanted to stay with Din, holding onto him tightly with those small arms. Tonight he kept his face pressed against Din’s cloak, and Din sighed, laying down and resting a hand on the child’s back. He rubbed it through the thick robe, small circles lazily round and round, something he faintly remembered his mother doing.

“How are you, buddy?” he asked softly.

The kid’s hand reached up, claw-tipped fingers curling into the cowl of Din’s undershirt, at the spot where neck met shoulder. Scared, then. Din had come to realize that when the kid was this clingy, he really felt anxious about something. Through the tiredness, his chest ached. He wondered, not for the first time, what had happened to him before Din had found him.

“Hey, it’s all right, I’ve got you,” he whispered. “Do you want a story?”

The kid’s ears flicked, twitching upwards. A yes.

Shit. It was so hard to remember any kind of story with his mind mushy and tired like this. He’d gotten pretty okay at stories, to his own surprise; sometimes he would simply tell the kid all about their adventures that day, but sometimes he’d come up with stories he picked up from around. Silly stories he’d overheard Peli Motto or Omera tell the kid; stories of Mandalor the Great riding the Mythosaur; stories about their friends Kuiil and IG-11 who had helped them. But tonight, nothing came to mind.

His eyelids fell shut. For a moment, he saw them again -- his mother, so beautiful and frightened; his father, who’d always seemed so strong, but now looked so afraid --

He blinked, coming back to himself again. He hesitated.

“I don’t really have a story tonight, kid.”

The little one murmured crankily, little hand tightening into a fist, ears falling back down near his collar. Din rubbed his back soothingly, a circle here, a pat of his palm there.

“Uh…’” He swallowed. “Maybe a song?”

The baby stilled, large ears swiveling slightly, the better to hear. Din glanced down at him, saw those big eyes wide in anticipation.

“I’m not much of a singer,” he cautioned. He cleared his throat, closing his eyes, and remembered what his mother used to sing.

The song, halting at first, grew slowly in his mouth and throat. It had been so long since he’d sang, so long since he’d engaged with music. The Tribe had had no music; the noise was too dangerous, too risky, and the little metal they had was all reserved for armor and weapons, not musical instruments. But this was something older than his life as a Mandalorian, something soft and far away and secret.

He didn’t remember all the words. They weren’t in Basic, and he wasn’t sure of all of their meaning, having lost his parents’ language long ago. The melody cracked a little, here and there, his throat rusty when it came to notes higher than his voice could carry. But he knew it was a comfort-song, a happy song, a sleeping-song; it was a song of moons and stars and inky night, and he sang brokenly to the child, his voice small amidst the hum of the Crest.

The last chorus of the little song faded into the ship’s background sounds, and Din felt a curious unloosening in his chest, a weight lifting.

“You know...” he mumbled. Sleep seemed so close. “My mother used to sing that to me, when I was a child. It’s about the stars and moons going to sleep. I used to sing along with her.” He smiled drowsily, trying to remember. “And my father would leave the curtain open in my room, so I could see the moons and stars as they passed overhead.”

He brushed his hand over the child’s ears, gentle strokes. “Don’t forget, kid. You’re not alone out here. ‘S you and me, here amongst the stars,” he said, echoing the song’s refrain. He let out a sigh, more breath than voice. “This is the Way.”

The baby curled against him, his small hand slackening, relaxing. Quietly, he began to snore, and beneath him, Din fell into a deep sleep of his own..

He dreamed not of blaster fire, or fear, or smoke in the streets.

He dreamed of stars of white against a blue-flung sky, of golden moons rising brilliant in the night; and he dreamed of a child’s hand, held safely in his own.

#the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian #noromo mando #din djarin #grogu #din djarin's parents #ptsd #my Mando fic

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you-are-crazy-beautiful · 4 years ago

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Continuation of ask:

Favourite character and why?

I think, this will probably come as no surprise that my favourite character is Miss Kieu My Vu herself. Not only in Druck, she's my favourite character in the whole skamverse!

Yeah, so you know how I said I'd probably end up writing an essay about Kieu My at some point...you probably weren't prepared for this anon, because this is legit like a thesis 😬😆

I can't tell you how much I love Kieu My, honestly, after every clip with her, I would actually say it out loud.

I had my headcanons of what I thought she was going to be like based on S5 and her activity on IG (who she follows etc.). I thought she was probably a bit insecure, a nerd, and going to be a really soft LI. When she said 'Bro, what heart', I laughed because I knew she was going to be one of the greatest LI in Skamverse, and boy is she! So one reason she is my fave is because I literally watched the character that I had written in my head, come to life in front of me! ✨

It actually really hurts me and makes me sad knowing that a minority of people in the fandom are sending DM's to the writers saying Kieu My wasn't written well and underdeveloped because they want a Kieu My S7😰😡. They did such a stunning job with her and it pains me to think they might think they didn't.

Some people are saying that her background didn't get explored, but I would argue that it definitely did, we know she has a good, supportive relationship with her parents, that she cares about her Vietnamese heritage, that she feels insecure speaking Vietnamese as she's a 3rd generation immigrant, and her parent's didn't teach her it in great detail. She feels she owes her parents for giving up their dreams and all the hard work they do to make sure she has a good life, which I really relate to because that's how I feel with my mum, even though they don't expect anything back.

Also, you never get the whole background of a LI explored🤷‍♀️ I also argue that a detailed 'background' does not = development or a character getting fleshed out. For example, Maya in SkamFr got a really detailed background, which she explained to Lola in ep 3. I love Maya, so this is not a dig at her. Yet, besides from explaining why she ghosted Lola when she found out about her addiction problem, they didn't give her much more personality than 'the sunshine' to Lola's darkness, and imo she's quite 2D. Development is loads of things, it is a personality being exposed, insecurities being addressed, change in behaviour.

Even in just episode 1, Kieu My already goes through great development. In 5x10, she is still seen as the aloof Insta and quite superficial. Then in the first clip of 6x01, you can see how awkward she is (I cannot express how good Nhungi is with the little details). The way she doesn't understand Fatou's question about what she's doing and replies straight faced that she's walking on the pavement 😂 The stuttering when she asks to use the skateboard. The first hint of her insecurity when she says she bets Fatou never fell off. Which can I just say, I love that line! Because as if Fatou would be able to use a skateboard the first time she tried. It shows Kieu My's insecurity but also how she views Fatou as this cool and collected person. Then when Fatou says she did fall off and laughs, Kieu My lets out a nervous breath to herself. Then laughter is heard, and she starts looking around self-consciously. I think it's probably a mix of thinking people may be laughing at her putting herself out there and looking like an idiot on the skateboard, along with her inner biphobia.

Then the clip in the Physics class we saw the first on screen hints at nerd Kieu My. I went nuts that day as we also got the text between Zoe and her talking about the Bio test, and how Kieu My was studying for it despite the answers being leaked. Druck said Nerd-Kieu My rights!✌ I love that Physics clip so much because as soon as the teacher finishes the question, Kieu My has her hand raised to answer, but also note she doesn't make the hand high or easy to see, showing us she doesn't draw attention to it. So, already in ep 1 you have Superficial-Kieu My -> awkward, nerd Kieu My. DEVELOPMENT!

Please don't interact with this if that's your opinion that she isn't developed. You're entitled to your opinion, but I will not read or answer it.

One of the things I was pleasantly surprised with was that although I thought she was going to be soft and insecure, I thought she would try to hide it behind the Ice queen personality more, and fight her feelings.

It was probably during the NYE clip (which is also maybe why it's my no.1 clip 🥰) that I realised they weren't going to go down the route of her holding onto the 'cool girl' image. She was so shy and could hardly keep eye contact with Fatou when she was talking about her dream of studying Mars❤

I remember there was genuinely like 2 people other than me in the Kieu My fan club when she wasn't responding, and it was strange to me because she said in ep 2 that girls scare her and she doesn't know what to do. It didn't make sense for her to ghost Fatou for any other reason, as girl had spent 11hrs talking with Fatou a week before. The moment in ep 4 when Fatou talks to her in person and she's the shook Mr Krabbe meme 😂💀

She really spent the whole week reading Fatou's texts and then f*cked it up herself by trying to get Constantin off her back. Then my girl came through texting Fatou everyday Sun-Wed, until Fatou responded on Thursday. She really grabbed the bull by the horns and straight up asked Fatou on a date in the geekiest way possible. I'm sure she suggested the table tennis bar because Fatou did, so she thought 'this must be an appropriate first date venue' 😂. The last line on Thursday when she said she can't get Fatou out of her head 🥺 The amount of vulnerability, she's so brave 🤧

Volunteering to do the project with Fatou, again showing her bravery and not caring about what anybody else thought even with the rumour going around and Constantin sitting next to her!

Turning up with the plate of Vietnamese pancakes, and doing the nervous bounce she does. Revealing to Fatou that she doesn't think she's good enough, and everybody thinks she's perfect, and the pressure she puts on herself to live up to that. Crying when she thought she had blown her chance to be with Fatou. She's too soft I can't take it! 😭Even the detail that she always tries to hold Fatou's hand for comfort 🗣🗣

Getting her girl, and then immediately setting up a date. Laying herself bare about her inner biphobia, and Fatou being the first girl she's been with, her dreams of being an astrophysicist, and nerding out about the history of the universe 🥰

I absolutely love how she's the one to initiate the first kisses and touches, she just went in with both feet and never looked back, fighting her fears to be with Fatou. She is so brave! Which makes all her gestures of love even more immense! They would be incredibly romantic gesture anyway, I mean climbing a roof in her fancy clothes *swoon*, but the fact that she is doing it, despite being terrified🗣🗣

Being a straight A student, but not caring about the presentation and just Fatou's wellbeing. I burst into tears when she asked the teacher to stop and then argued back to him.

Showing how she finds it hurtful that no one really sees her and they only care about her looks. One of the things I was constantly blown away with was how Kieu My kept being given the space to speak. There's at least 3 key scenes where she is just allowed to breathe, and talk about her fears and issues, which I think is so rare.

How she is also an absolute 🤡 Referring to Fatou as Axolotlgirl in texts, sending Fatou songs and that she can't help think about Fatou while listening to them, but not knowing why and that she is in love. When she is too scared to talk to Fatou, but got her nails cut ASAP, and was liking all of Fatou's IG posts. Telling Fatou to stay away from her because she is so hurt but then having a full on breakdown for 2 weeks, calling people at 3am, and stalking Fatou's IG, accidentally liking posts, and thinking Fatou was moving on with Ava 🤡

Being such a caring person and going to help Constantin at 11pm, no questions asked, and keeping an eye on him at the party, making sure he was drinking water. Being there for Fatou because she knows something is going on, even though she's been hurt in their last interactions. Helping her parents at the store with no complaints, but fitting in time to print old Maths workbooks to help Fatou 🥰.

Getting a gold turtle and carrying it in her pocket because she was too scared to give it to Fatou! Setting up a stargazing date in someone's bedroom in the middle of someone else's birthday party 💀

Apologising to Ava because it's the right thing to do and not because she's with Fatou.

So, as you can gather, I think Kieu My is alright 😜

Thank you to the writers and Nhungi, because you really knocked it out the park with her!❤

#druck #kieu my vu

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hajimine · 4 years ago

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LEX’S 2020 APPRECIATION POST PT. II !

— to the lovely moots & followers who i talk to quite often (or pretty much everyday), this one’s for you.

thank u for being in my life, you made my 2020 so so much better. i’m so grateful october lex decided to make a tumblr acc 🥲

i’ll try my best to keep it kinda short 🥲👍

in alphabetical order:

@4fterh0urs — my omega phoebe 😩‼️ ily so much bc you’re both extremely stupid n extremely smart at the same time. u mean so much to me and i love talking to u even if u call me such weird as nicknames every damn day 😃 you’re so sexy n hella intimidating smfh idk how i was able to make u my bitch (JK PLS DONT KILL MEE) anyways, thanks for being a real one bae + you’re the person i block the most, so you’re special ig 😹👍 ily you’re actually such a sap but u pretend to be all tough heh <33

@archivednikes — my solar system, my wh*re (lovingly) hi bae 😣 ok yk how much i love u but. im gonna tell u again: ILYSM!! OKAY??? please know that you’re such an amazing human being and you’re SO incredibly talented. god i love u so much please take care of yourself baby, you’re always so kind to other people and i hope you can do the same to yourself. once again, i am so fucking glad you decided to slide into my inbox that day, because now i look forward to talking to you every single morning. insert grabby hands ilysm <33

@boosyboo9206 — onyx hi babes! i’m so so grateful for you omg u dont even know it. you always manage to cheer me up with your antics and you’re always here to support me 🥺 whenever i’m down you somehow aways manage to make me feel a lil better. i love talking to u whether it’s about sth as mundane as the weather or even your obsession with the word peepers. thank you for being you, please take care of yourself and stop sleeping so damn late. ilysm <33

@ch4jime — chloe bae!! 😁 hi omg ilysm you’re so cute and cool and nice urghh thanks for always checking up on me! i love love seeing you in my asks, you’re such a lovely person to be around. i seriously need to be better at dropping in other people’s inbox, so just know that i’ll work on hanging out on your blog more often this year bc ily! i wish u all the best and please never stop being you baby mwah <33

@fairyoomi — hi bae 😣😣 how are u?? i know we don’t talk much anymore, and that’s okie, but i still wanna write u this lil note because i’m so thankful i met you here on tumblr. you’re an amazing writer and u were so sweet to me even when i was a teeny blog who didn’t know anyone. i admire u a lot, yknow? thanks for being such a friendly and welcoming person, ily <33

@gu3to — mochi bestieo 🙀 idk if you’ll even see this smh so i’m just gonna text u after this (if i don’t forget to rip) okay so. hello?! you’re so mf cool and you’re a trendsetter 🤩 yes yes im fueling your god complex it’s bc ily smh. you’re so dumb i wanna choke u sometimes but i won’t bc i’m also just as dumb 😁 pls stop disappearing from the face of the Earth okay ilysm you always keep it real and i know i can always count on u to listen to uh... my shit. okay so when are we gonna make out? 🤨 oki bye <33

@hoekageyama — wifey!! maddie baby urghh yk how much i love you, you’re one of my earliest moots im pretty sure? and aaaaa i’m so so glad i decided to be weird as hell and slide into your asks that day (pancreas. sighs. iconic.) you’re my numero uno whenever i wanna bark about hot 2d boys and what i’d let em do to me coughs err yea hehe. please take care of yourself baby you’re such a sweet and kind and loving person and i’m so glad to have you in my life. smh we text each other lovey dovey texts anyway but i still wanna do this for u 😋 ilysm!!! <33

@honeyskawa — lani baby hi! i know you haven’t been super active lately, but i just wanna tell u that i appreciate u so so much!! you honestly made my goddamn week when u sent me that ask about how i inspired you bc what the heck?? never in my life have i expected to have such an impact on someone. you’re a wonderful writer honestly. i love u so much and i hope everything’s going well baby, i’m excited talk to u more whenever you decide to be active on tumblr again <33

@jougogo — kaybae hi!!! you haven’t been on tumblr much lately but hi sexc it’s me lex lol i’ve moved accs hehe 😎 i hope u see this whenever u get your phone back cries. you’re such an amazing person to be around, always so cheerful and friendly, you exude so much positive vibes and ilysm. you always manage to lift up the mood with your sexc self and i admire u for that. you’re so incredibly chaotic and fun to be around ahrgehxhh i appreciate u sm and i hope you’re taking care of yourself bby ily <33

@kemochie — my waluigi, my favorite f*rry, hi 😝 urghhh god we just started talking everyday pretty recently but god. you’re so funny??? and i love bullying u bc u give me so much material to bully u with (ok jkjk i love u that’s why i bully u smh) also, you’re so incredibly supportive and u were actually the one who pushed me to finally post that atsumu fic, even tho stupid me accidentally deleted it LMAOBSBD anw, u bring sm joy in my life, so thank u for that. we’re a small lil filf and you’re the milf to my dilf LMAO ilysm mwah!! <33

@kenmaki — gabbae! virgo bestie!! hi hi !! you’re such a talented person and you’re an amazing writer, and i hope one day u can get past your insecurities and see yourself as the wonderful person u truly are. i love how we were able to relate to each from how similar virgos think + our initial conversation of dick measurements and such will forever be seared into my memory. and congrats on getting a daily railing on the dash HSBDH i don’t look at em i promise lol 🤩🤩 jdbdhdh ilysm bby <33

@miyams — ren sweet babie hi! you’re so incredibly talented please don’t listen to stupid hate anons. i’ll stab them with a serrated knife if i have to 😠🔪 you’re so flippin cute and sweet i love talking to you, and i love love love whenever u come by my inbox to say hi. i hope we can talk even more in 2021, my dms and asks are always open for u bby (even though i suck at replying right away, sorry abt that huhu) i love u sm baby please take care of yourself <33

@miyasangel — ardie bae 😜 hi sexc!! i still cant believe we talk like everyday now lmaoo i used to think you’re so freaking cool (i still do) and now i’m friends w u whattaheck 🥲 you’re such an amazing writer wtf. i hate that we had to start our friendship on such a sour note (ehem discord ehem) but i’m really glad it brought us closer together. ily cockarden i’ll be sure to bully u even more HAHAGS IM JK makes out w u so hard bc you’re so damn hot ily 😣‼️ <33

@owlywrites — owly baby hello! ily so so much and you’re so talented, you deserve so much recognition. i hope i can read more of your fics soon bc they’re so well written ugh 😣 thanks for always checking up on me and always being so incredibly sweet. i love u so so muchhh huhu i wanna give u the biggest hug in the world :( please take care of yourself and never stop being your genuine self kith kith <33

@rilacry — milfy gorlillola 😜😜‼️ hi sexc. omfg i was so intimidated by u wtf (and i still kinda am smh) bc you’re so cool?? and your writing n carrd making skills are amazing as hell wtf. u just exude BDE bc you’re hella hot AND bc u wanna peg everyone. anyways,, i’m glad we got closer recently, even if it was out of really wack circumstances. ily bae pls stop sticking your memojis everywhere mwah <33

@rintaroll — my kue tete ☹️☹️ ilysm smh bye i can’t believe we’re close now wtf you’ve always been so cool and sexc 😩‼️ oh god i rmb when u were still on your old acc and u seemed so out of reach and i was a lil intimidated ANDBDJD SHHH but yea now ik you’re just a big h word dork and i love u for that 😣 i wish u all the best for your singing career bby you’re such a talented writer AND singer wtf. also you’re so pretty???? wtf how rude 😠 JKJK HAHHSBD ilysm kithes u so hard <33

@tetsoleil — geegee!! hi baby 😣 thanks for being such a sweet human being ily! it’s been a while since we actually talked yeah? but i still want u to know that i love u a lot and i appreciate u so much. i’m so so grateful you’re in my life because you’re such a joy to be around. you’re an amazing writer bby and i hope you get the recognition u deserve. i’m always here for u if u need anything. ilysm bby <33

@velvetfireworks — rachie bae 🤩 my bakso goreng, my golden kiwi!!! ily!! hehe im so glad i decided to slide in your dms when u asked me if i was indo. but ahhhh you’re ao sweet and cute and supportive ilysm. an amaaazing writer and i admire your work so much, but i think you’ve heard me say that multiple times before. i’m so glad we became closer recently through our love for greasy food and wonky lil faces 👁💋👁 kith kith ilysm <33

@yato-o — yato baby hi!! urgh honestly i appreciate u so so much?? i feel so lucky to be able to get to know you. i don’t even remember how we met but ahhh thank u for always stopping by and have a chat with me even though i know you’re a busy person. please take care of yourself and get some rest whenever u need to! don’t feel pressured to come on here if you’re tired baby, im so grateful to have u in my life, i luv youu <33

HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU SEXY BAES!

kisses, lex

#💬#bye this took me so long #the biggest kithes for u all mwa

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http-skzhyuns · 4 years ago

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request | bang chan scenario

bang chan scenario | unedited words: 1200+ genre: fluff with a dash of angst warnings: swear words, ig. requested by: 🍰 anon!!! | thank you, anon! sorry it took a VERY VERY long time to write this. i hope it justified your request haha a/n: i still take requests, my asks are always open. :] you glared intently at your blank notebook. you’ve staring at it for the past thirty minutes trying to figure out the best way to write down your notes; the flow of information and adding a small visualization here and there are the key points in making an effective note taking process for you. alas, you’re having no such luck. you winced when you felt a sharp pain in your abdomen. your period just started, in fact, you almost forgot about it amidst all the chaos of adjusting with the current situation of the world. forgetting means not being prepared. hence, your necessities rack are empty. this raises a new bout of frustration that you aren’t sure you know how to deal with. you ended up lightly hitting your forehead on the table when you leaned down to rest your head. damn mood swings and menstrual cramps. you muttered under your breath. the table vibrated when your phone rang, creating an uncomfortable sensation. chan ♡ y/n, are you free today? you groaned, knowing full well you’re not going to be a good host if he comes over. to: chan ♡ i’m sorry, bub. rain check? chan ♡ u ok? is there something wrong? his message brought a smile to your face and gave temporary relief until you felt another sharp pain which prompted you to groan out loud. to: chan ♡ i’m okay. i think... i’m sorry :((( you feel like absolute shit and you wanted to see chan so badly but you don’t want him to see you like this nor do you want him to put up with your unreasonable mood changes today. chan ♡ i think i understand what’s going on. can i come over? i won’t if you really don’t want me to. to: chan ♡ ... please do. i miss your hugs. might need a dozen of them... or a hundred tight hugs. chan ♡ see you soon. wait for me. you put down your phone and bask on the feeling of the cool wooden table against your forehead. this sucks. before you know it, chan is gently rousing you awake. donned in his black hoodie and sweatpants, his dimpled smile stood out the most. “come on, bub. your back’s probably killing you after that nap and well, you get back aches when you’re on your period...” he trailed off, lost in his train of thought. you stretched for a bit before wrapping your arms around his shoulders and linking your fingers behind his head. now trapped in your arms, chan’s smile never faltered instead, it grew wider. you pecked him on the cheek. “how did you know i’m on my period?” you asked him. “uh... well? i keep track of it?” he trailed off. you just stared at him blankly. “uhm... not so much as keeping track of it, i just remembered that you have your period around the third week. you seemed off so i figured that must’ve been it.” “no need to explain yourself. i’m just really really glad you’re here. i apologize in advance for anything unreasonable that i might do today though,” you whispered, nuzzling your head on the juncture between his head and shoulders. his chest moved when he chuckled. “i bought you some things. i put the pads i bought on your rack and there’s ice cream on the fridge. how are you feeling?” “honestly? like shit. but, everything’s better since you’re here.” chan coaxed you into standing. “come on, let’s move from here. it’s uncomfortable.” all is well, well, as well as it can go considering how shitty you’re feeling, until you stood up and remembered what you’re grumbling about a few minutes ago. true to chan’s prediction, your back is flaring and screaming for you to lay it on a comfortable mattress. your menstrual cramps are back with a vengeance and you’re not sure whether you’re about to pass out from the pain or is it the end for you. chan looked at you worriedly. “you’re pale as a ghost, y/n. is this normal? do you need to go see a doctor?” you weakly waved him off, “i’m fine. it happens sometimes, i haven’t had a bad menstrual cramps like this in a while.” “come on, i’ll carry you instead. hold on to me, okay?” you only nodded in reply, resting your head tiredly on his shoulder. you felt your body sink into your bed mattress. that feels better, you thought to yourself. “you’re an angel, christopher,” you thanked him. he waved it off, telling you he’ll be at the kitchen. his voiced faded in the background as you fall back into a comfortable sleep. hours later, you found yourself alone in your bedroom. looking at your bedside table, the clock read five in the afternoon. feeling a tad bit better, you decided to get up to roam around and look for chan. it only took about ten steps before you realized your judgment was wrong all along. before you know it, a wave of dizziness washed over you and your eyesight blurred for a long minute. you can make out the outline of chan’s figure as he popped in your doorway. chan immediately runs to your side when he saw you stagger. it was a great timing for him to decide on checking up on you right in this moment or else he would probably find you on the floor. “woah there. take it easy. why don’t you sit down, babe?” he ushered you to your desk chair which is nearest to you. “sorry. i felt better so i thought i’d walk around.” “how are you feeling?” “i don’t even have a word to describe it.” “want me to get a hot compress bag for you?” “yes please.” after a few minutes, chan came back with his arms full. he brought the compress bag, some snacks and drinks. you looked at him confused. “... where’s your laptop? we’re watching a movie,” he answered your silent question. you pointed at your table. you watched chan adoringly as he sets up your laptop for your movie night. when he went back to your side on your bed. you immediately snuggled up to his side and he put his arms around you. “i brought you a ton of sandwiches.” you gratefully accepted it and munched on it while peacefully enjoying the movie. three movies after and you found yourself using chan’s lap as a pillow while his back rests on your headboard. you’ve also shed quite a few tears over movie scenes you don’t usually cry over. “thank you, chan. i know i might be quite a handful today.” “shut up. i like taking care of you. you don’t give me enough chances to pamper you like this,” he smiled before bending down to kiss your forehead. “but, you’re tired from your schedules,” you said. “doesn’t matter. you need my help and i’ll be glad to lend a helping hand.” you gestured for him to lean down again and when he did, you gently kissed him. “you’re not as scary as you made it out to be when you’re on your period,” he joked. “you’re just lucky,” you retorted. chan laughed and his hands gently caressed your cheek before running his fingers through your hair in a repeated ministration.

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saintsanguine · 3 years ago

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hi i’m trans and i’m having such a weird time because i believe in god and identity as christian but i was never baptised or anything because my parents are pretty staunch atheists and i really want to convert properly but i’m too scared to go join a church etc because i’m pre-hormones. it’s weird and hard and i was wondering if you had any advice, but it’s okay if you don’t. i think i just needed to tell someone.

hi dear, first i want to say thank you for sharing this! i am so glad that you felt safe to come here and share this, and ask me for advice.

i understand where you are coming from very much! i’m gonna share a bit about myself to hopefully be able to connect more! i myself identity as non-binary and am not straight, and while i was raised by a christian mother, she never got me baptized properly nor forced me attend church etc, she let me figure everything out on my own (which im grateful for). so, i myself am in the process of trying to figure out the conversion process, and finding a church that i as an LGBTQ person with faith can feel safe and supported in, and not have to sacrifice that part of my identity.

obviously, our identities as LGBTQ are important to us, and god made us that way. he wants us to be happy, and we would not be happy in attending a church that would make us hide, or be shameful of our identity. i understand how being pre-hormones and such could make joining one difficult because presumably eventually you would go on them and start to change in appearance, etc. and my advice would be to really spend time if you can exploring the churches in your community to find one that is LGBT affirming and supportive.

i don’t know how old you are, or how possible it is for you to go in person, and in my search i’ve not been able to attend one publicly yet, but i’ve been able to scout out the ones who are LGBT affirming in my area. for me i personally find myself drawn to the episcopal church because it is quite LGBT affirming, pro choice, and all that, and it is part of the anglican communion which i like because it draws from roman catholicism as well as protestantism. i absolutely adore mary and the saints and the rosary and would not want to leave them out of my worship. for you obviously this may be different, but i would suggest if you haven’t already to research the different sectors of christianity and see if you feel drawn to one.

how i found the ones that were LGBT affirming in my area was by researching episcopal churches in my area, and looking at their websites and their instagrams, and it is pretty easy to tell which were more accepting based on bios, stories, and also google searches. (for instance, one that i feel quite drawn to has the pride flag emoji in its ig name!). i do live in already a very progressive urban area, so this may be harder if you live in a smaller or more conservative area.

and, if after all this you still feel too scared to join one at the moment, do not fret! what is meant to be will happen when it is meant to happen, and perhaps for you that is joining a church later down the line, or maybe you find a great one that supports you. just be sure to keep yourself safe and to not sacrifice your identity. god loves us all so much and just wants what’s best for us.

i truly wish you the absolute best on this journey anon, and i hope this helped in some way! i am always here if you need to talk to someone, or tell someone anything.

#truly hope this makes sense! i think it does!#sending so much love anon #anon #asks

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surrealsunday · 5 years ago

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Hollow Edge Future Ficlet

By request for @sandalwoodhusbands because I have been told I am Canadian and can’t refuse (where is the lie?)... and I guess sort of for @ariavds too... because she’s a brat.

So this all started with an anon (shout out to you, anon!) who sent an ask this morning mentioning Axel’s IG story (which I only found thanks to @jebentnietalleen. Bless you, Tara). I’ll put a gif of it at the end of the ficlet. Specifically it reminded them of HE Lucas post-kids with Eliott. I couldn’t disagree. And so... after some begging... voila.

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“Théo, Théo, ssshhh,” Lucas hushes, barely managing to quiet his own laughter, “not so loud or your dad will hear.”

“So?” Théo laughs, shoving at Lucas’s shoulders and going about repositioning his arms. He laughs when Lucas lets his arms go limp, refusing to hold the poses Théo places him in. “Papa! Stop!!!”

“What? I’m not doing anything?” Lucas grins, looking up into the gentle brown eyes of his little boy. Théo has somehow become a perfect mix of Lucas and Eliott despite no shared DNA. He’s as soft and gentle as Eliott, the first to go running to help when his little sister trips and skins a knee, but he’s got a mischievous spirit and eye for trouble that is all Lucas.

“Keep them like this,” Théo instructs, once more bending Lucas’s arms and posing them palm up, away from his body.

“Like this?” Lucas asks, crooking an eyebrow. “And then what?”

Théo huffs as though Lucas were the most frustrating human prop on the planet. The reaction is all Eliott. “Then I lie down like this,” he pats the palm of Lucas’s hands, “and you do push ups.”

“Théo push ups?”

“Yes! Me push ups!”

“Ok,” Lucas agrees, adopting a serious expression. “But we have to promise that when this goes wrong and we both end up injured, we don’t tell dad.”

Théo wrinkles his forehead, looking serious beyond his years. “But daddy always knows, papa.”

Lucas snorts. It’s true. Even before Lucas has the chance to confess whatever shenanigans he and Théo have gotten up to, Eliott somehow already knows. Lucas has suspicions he has spies in the house that come in the form of a brat who just happens to be home from university for summer break. Though, that broken vase had happened long before Emily was back under their roof and somehow Eliott still knew about it despite Lucas and Théo’s most excellent gluing skills. Then again… in the spirit of all Disney princes… he probably has birds and squirrels serving as informants.

“I guess we’re not allowed to get injured then,” Lucas suggests. “Deal?”

Théo nods, a grave expression on his face. “Deal.”

He starts giggling the moment he leans his body down onto Lucas’s hands, perpendicular to the length of Lucas’s body, a predictable downside to the fact that he is just as ticklish as Lucas. And it’s no surprise that contagious laughter plus perilous gymnastic maneuvers does not make for successful stunts. Théo curls his body with laughter the moment Lucas’s hand spreads across his stomach, and it makes balancing him next to impossible. One loud shriek and he thumps down onto Lucas’s stomach.

“Fuck,” Lucas wheezes, making sure to grab Théo so he doesn’t go flopping right off the bed.

“Papa!” Théo gasps, pressing up from Lucas’s chest, which doesn’t quite help the ‘trying to refill lungs with oxygen’ task at hand. “Daddy says we can’t say that word!”

“Yeah, well,” Lucas pouts, making sure to jut out his lip in a practiced expression Théo has come to call ‘papa’s begging face’, “daddy isn’t here.”

“No?”

Both Lucas and Théo gasp in matched shock at the sound of the voice at the bedroom door. And there, of course, stands Eliott… beautiful and regal… and absolutely about to lecture them both.

“It was his idea!” Lucas yells, sitting up to clamp hands around the sides of Théo’s waist as he squeals with laughter. “You know I can’t say no to him. He’s your kid!”

“Papa!” Théo giggles, wriggling until Lucas allows him to collapse with his head resting against Lucas’s chest with a huff. “You’re stupid.”

“Théo,” Eliott admonishes gently, coming to stand just to the side of the end of the bed. “We don’t use that kind of language.”

Théo sits up, turning to pout at Eliott in a way that reminds Lucas entirely of himself. “But you tell papa he’s an idiot all the time!”

Lucas doesn’t quite manage to smother his snort of laughter and Eliott sends him an exasperated look. “I know, baby,” Eliott begins patiently, “but your papa and I mean that word in a very different way.”

Lucas smirks, quirking an eyebrow and mouthing ‘What way?’ when he catches Eliott’s eye.

Théo’s forehead is wrinkled in concentration. “But how?” He asks.

“Just…” Eliott is clearly struggling to find words to explain himself. Lucas leans back with arms propped on the bed to appreciate the delightful sight of him trying. “We say it like… another way of saying I love you.”

And just like that Lucas wants to kiss him. He so badly wants to kiss him. Eliott’s eyes meet his and there’s the same yearning in his gaze.

“Me too!” Théo’s demanding voice immediately interrupts Lucas’s far too romantic musings. “I mean it too!”

Eliott shakes his head, chuckling softly. He looks to Lucas for backup but there’s not much Lucas can do but shrug, smile pulling at the corners of his mouth.

“So what were you two up to in here anyways?” Eliott asks, none-too-subtly changing the subject. The question serves its purpose however, and Théo is immediately distracted.

“Papa’s gonna do push ups with me!”

Eliott’s expression crinkles in confusion and his eyes flick to Lucas’s for explanation.

“Literally with him,” Lucas explains, leaning back onto the bed to demonstrate the push up motion with his arms. Théo nods eagerly beside him, looking back to Eliott for approval.

There’s a twinkle to Eliott’s eyes as he comes to understand their plan. “Ok,” he says, definite challenge in his voice, “let’s see then.”

“Really?” Théo and Lucas gasp in perfect unison.

“Really,” Eliott confirms, looking as though he’s one second from laughter.

Lucas meets Théo’s eye. “Ok buddy,” Lucas tips his chin down, looking at Théo seriously, “you ready to show that dad of yours what we’re all about?”

Théo’s face is all business and the sight of it nearly has Lucas cracking. He just barely manages to keep his expression neutral. “Ok, papa.”

This time around Théo lays himself across Lucas’s hands without even a hint of laughter, holding his body taught and still. He’s taking the task of showing off for Eliott so very seriously, Lucas can’t help but do the same, shifting his hands until he feels confident Théo is properly balanced and pushing up. Théo’s face immediately breaks into a smile the moment Lucas begins moving him, but he doesn’t break his pose, allowing Lucas to push him up once, twice, three times, over and over again.

In all honesty, it serves as a pretty effective workout. Lucas’s muscles burn. His biceps are unsurprisingly under a fair amount of strain, but his abs too are clenched with effort. He pulls his thighs slightly up towards his body as he tires, pushing Théo up one last time with a determined exhalation of breath, before he carefully brings him down again, letting Théo roll onto Lucas’s stomach and then off.

“Papa, you did it!” Théo crows, expression bright and joyous.

“Not bad, hunh?” Lucas smiles, sitting up and offering his hands up for a high-five which Théo gladly receives. “So,” Lucas looks up to where Eliott seems to have frozen while watching them, “what does our audience think?”

“Uh…” Eliott looks slightly shocked to be addressed and quickly clears his throat. “That was… yeah. Good. Really good.”

Lucas knows that look on Eliott’s face. He smirks. “Think so?” Lucas pulls his lower lip into his mouth, reaching down to scratch at his slightly exposed belly where his shirt had ridden up. Eliott’s eyes track the motion.

“Can we show Emmy?” Theo asks.

Eliott’s cheeks are far rosier than they had been moments prior and his eyes go quickly back to Théo. “Maybe later.” He rakes a hand back through his hair, eyes so obviously avoiding Lucas’s own. “Why don’t you go get your younger sister, and you and Julie head outside, ok, baby? Your cousin just got here.”

“Naima!” Théo shouts excitedly, quickly hopping off the bed. He reaches back for Lucas’s hand, dragging him up to a standing position. “C’mon, papa!”

Lucas chuckles and moves to follow before he’s stopped by Eliott’s firm hand on his chest. “No, you go ahead, Théo. Your papa and I will catch up. Tell your Uncle Idriss he’s to look after you guys, alright?”

Théo looks suspiciously between them both for a moment before he seems to realize any further questions will only delay his opportunity to play with Naima. “Ok!” He promptly turns and goes running out of the room, shouting as he goes. “JULIEEEEEEEEE, NAIMA IS HERE!!!”

Eliott gently closes the door behind him, turning back to face Lucas slowly.

“Why Princeling,” Lucas begins, tilting his head with a cheeky smile, “if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were planning on taking advantage of my weakened state.”

Eliott advances on him quickly, hands moving to Lucas’s waist, steps not slowing until he has Lucas pressed up against the wall next to Théo’s bed, breath warm against Lucas’s lips. “Do you have any idea how hot you are?”

Lucas expels a laugh that’s more air than anything else. His voice when it comes out is shakier than he would have expected. “My muscles get you going, Princeling. Think I don’t know that?”

“Not just that,” Eliott disagrees, eyes tracking across Lucas’s face. “You’re just…” One of his hand’s moves to cup Lucas’s face, thumb brushing along his cheekbone. “You’re just such a good dad.”

Heat spreads through Lucas’s chest at the pronouncement. “Yeah?” He smiles and knows his face is flushed with his happiness.

“Yeah,” Eliott confirms, eyes landing on Lucas’s lips. He brushes his thumb along the plump lower lip.

“And that does it for you, hunh?” Lucas teases.

A small smile pulls at Eliott’s mouth as his eyes meet Lucas’s. “You have no idea.”

He kisses Lucas as though it were their first time. It’s something Lucas will never tire of… the way Eliott kisses him. As though he’s been waiting years to do so. As though he may never have the opportunity to do so again. Lucas opens his mouth to meet the demand of Eliott’s, groaning happily as their tongues meet. Eliott’s hands move back into Lucas’s hair, gripping the strands tightly enough to have goosebumps rising across Lucas’s skin. He breaches the distance between their bodies, positioning a thigh between Lucas’s legs as he presses him back roughly into the wall. And Lucas is so on board with this plan. So entirely on board, just…

He pushes Eliott back enough to break their kiss. “Eliott,” Lucas attempts, but Eliott is not to be discouraged, his mouth moving down to Lucas’s neck, teeth scraping against the tendon he finds there. Lucas tries again, “You really gonna defile me in our son’s bedroom, Princeling?”

That gets Eliott’s attention. He raises his head, looking confused for a moment before he glances around them. His nose wrinkles with displeasure.

Lucas chuckles. “Our bedroom is across the hall. Think we can make it?” He’s only half joking.

Eliott’s face lights up with a mischievous smile. “No.” But he’s pulling Lucas towards the door with urgency anyways, wrenching it open and pausing to kiss Lucas at the threshold, pushing him back against the door jam.

“Bedroom. Bedroom,” Lucas repeats, and they breathe against one another’s lips.

“Bedroom,” Eliott agrees but makes no moves to disengage himself from Lucas’s body.

Lucas laughs, turning their bodies before shoving Eliott with some force until his back hits the closed door to their bedroom. Eliott laughs delighted, reaching for Lucas’s belt loop to drag him forward as he fumbles behind himself for the door handle.

“Hey!” It’s Idriss’s voice calling from out-of-sight at the bottom of the stairs. They both freeze in immediate unspoken agreement that the less noise they make, the less likely they are to give themselves away and have the unthinkable happen… to be cock-blocked by Idriss. “I’m giving you assholes a half hour before I’m dragging you out of there. Half hour, you hear me? Better make it count!”

Eliott grins, wrapping an arm around Lucas’s waist and pulling him close enough to press a kiss to the tip of his nose. Lucas’s entire body feels as though it’s glowing with his happiness and it’s a comfort to see the same radiance on Eliott’s face.

“Let’s make it count.”

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