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empyreva · 2 months

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Daisies

Summary: All you want is to have ONE nice date with Luke without him sabotaging it in some way--surely a flower meadow is safe

Pairing: Luke Castellan x Reader

Word count: 1k

Tags: Fluff, established relationship, fem!reader, Luke and reader are sassy and silly with each other, flirting, teasing, Luke loves getting under your skin, implied sex, vague nudity, 17+

A/N: My thoughts got ahead of me....I liked the idea of reader being like the A type partner and Luke loves messing with her--but you braid flowers in his hair anyway!!

The air is thick with the scents of lavender and honeysuckle--wildflowers dancing with the wind, bending gently but never breaking under the force. Here and there, butterflies and bees dart from flower to flower, sipping nectar lazily.

As you step onto the sprawling expanse of green grass, you can't help but gasp at the scene in front of you. It was like Gaia herself handpicked this location--a sprawling meadow between junctions of neighboring forests, brimming with life. "Wow..." You breathed out, eyes wide with excitement for your perfect picnic date.

From behind you, the tall grass rustled--a strong arm snaking its way around your waist. Your boyfriend's eyes were pointed ahead, silently contemplating the sanctuary the two of you had found while attempting to get some private time away from the camp. Tugging on Luke's shirt, you enticed him to lean over for a quick kiss before you beckoned him to follow you as you searched for the perfect place to settle down--taking his hand in yours as you ventured further.

"Here's good?" You stopped in front of a small clearing in the field, a patch of dirt stripped bare and empty. Despite being objectively dead, it seemed well-loved, a little TLC would be needed to brush away dust and stray weeds--How many demigods before you had snuck away to this place? The romantic notion alone made your heart flutter.

"Perfect," Luke drawled, giving you a cheeky smile. Enthusiastically, you billowed out the large sheet you had tucked in the small picnic basket--fussing over making sure there were no crinkles in the fabric or sharp rocks underneath it. Watching you bend over and curse as dirt scuffed your pretty white dress had his own thoughts wandering--He honestly couldn't care less about where the two of you ended up.

After deeming everything to be perfectly in place, you dragged Luke down next to you, giggling as he stumbled into a comfortable sitting position. You began to ramble on about something--Luke honestly didn't care much for conversation. He offered you a couple "Mhm"s and "Oh yeah?"s, feigning interest in what you and Annabeth discovered while cleaning out the shed behind Athena's cabin. His eyes flickered down.

Gods, you weren't even wearing a bra.

"Luke--Luke!!" Suddenly you were right in front of him, nose to nose as your eyebrows furrowed. "Are you even listening?"

"Uh-uhm yeah--So uhhhhhh....So what happened after Percy killed that...Lizard?"

"Tarantula, Luke. And he didn't kill it, he just flung it somewhere and told Annabeth that he killed it," you sighed, pushing your hair back with one hand. Luke felt like he had been pierced through the heart, gazing intently at you as you preened yourself for a moment. "But, anyway, Annabeth was so cute because she..."

"It's a bit hot, don't you think?" He interjected, fingers skirting along the exposed flesh of your thigh--peeking out from beneath your white dress. "Like, I'm actually sooo hot--Aren't you feeling it?" You gasped and pouted, gently pushing his wandering hand back to his side of the blanket. No no, you weren't going to let him win, again. The last time the two of you even tried to leave for a date, he 'accidentally' spilled something all over your shirt so you had to change. In front of him.

"C'mon, Luke, the food's gonna go bad if we start now!" You whined, pointing at the two perfectly crafted sandwiches you made, not to mention the various fresh fruits you packed up for dessert!! Completely ignoring you, Luke shrugged his shirt off from over his head, letting it fall somewhere in the nearby daisies. A smirk danced across his face, noticing the way your gaze immediately diverted the second he was facing you again. His abs had a slight shine to them, his biceps flexing as he pushed himself onto his haunches. "A-Aren't you hungry? We've been walking for like--like an hour!"

"Oh, I'm hungry--starved, even..." Luke pushed the basket out of the way, a slow crawl landing his lips just a breath away from yours. Your breath hitched in your throat, eyes locking with Luke's--Gods he just had this way of getting you right under his thumb. A large hand slipped all the way up your dress, gently massaging the burning-hot flesh of your chest.

"I just have this...craving for something else."

"This is fucking amazing, baby," Luke moaned, his fingers dwarfing what remained of his sandwich. His head lay on your bare lap, cradled between your knees as he lounged, free as a bird, basking in the warmth of the sun and summer air. "Best. Sandwich. Ever."

"Thank you," you huffed, one hand massaging his scalp as the other supported your dinner. "You spoilt brat..." Luke frowned at the words that you muttered under your breath, reaching a hand up to flick at your nose.

"Hey!"

"I'm not a brat," he whined, poking at your jaw like a child. "Don't say that."

"Don't say that," you mocked. "Gods, can you ever NOT act like a big baby."

"Just for you, my girl."

You looked down at your boyfriend's handsome face--His mischievous brown eyes sparkled under the soft rays of the setting sun, while his dark curls fell around his forehead in gentle waves. Laughter escaped him as you gave his ribs a soft tickle, and he tried to evade you for a second before you decided that you wanted to try and actually be romantic. Something about these teenage boys...

You turned to your side and reached over, plucking a few daisy blossoms from the ground—a bouquet of white. With a smile, you began delicately threading them through his locks. Some clung tight to his scalp, others drifted lightly to the tips of his curls. He closed his eyes and sighed deeply, relishing the sensation of your fingers against his skin--the soft tugging and gentle petting as you crafted a sort of halo.

"My handsome boy," you murmured, hoping to commit this moment to memory. Luke was growing sleepy, you could tell by how his eyes fought to stay open long enough to gaze into yours--the rise and fall of his chest in the rhythm of a euphony of crickets in the distance. He looked so pretty like this, so vulnerable, so trusting. You wished that this day would never end.

#luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan fluff #pjo tv show #percy jackson

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swordcreature · 5 months

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I return with another idea for the tiefling trio

Where they would take reader/tav for their first official date :0 I was thinking post game after the gate is rebuilt but you can set the time whenever :D

hi hi sorry this took so long, things have been a little crazy for me lately!! i love soft romantic things and this definitely scratched that itch a bit for me hehe! ty as always

Dammon, Rolan, & Zevlor - First Dates

Where the tiefling boys take you for your first date

First Dates

Dammon:

Okay the guy is a bit of a romantic, but in a laid-back way. He doesn’t want to take you to the most expensive spot in town or buy you bouquets of the rarest flowers; Dammon wants to take you someplace meaningful and quiet. Somewhere you can have a little privacy and enjoy the beauty of the world around you.

I think he’d take you to a cliffside in Rivington. He planned a picnic, maybe having someone help him set it up beforehand so that it’s waiting for you when you two arrive.

He arrives at your home to “pick you up” so to speak. Stopping by to get you so that you both can walk hand in hand to your date.

He definitely doesn’t tell you exactly what you'll be doing or where you’ll be going. He strikes me as a bit of a teaser, so he wants to be able to keep you guessing in suspense – and poke a little fun at you while you do. Nothing malicious of course, our boy is a gentleman, thank you very much.

There's just enough sunlight left in the day for you two to eat and enjoy yourselves, but he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t planned the timing just right so that you could watch the sunset together. The sun’s golden reflection cast over the calm surface of the Chionthar may be one of the most beautiful sights the area has to offer, and it shows just how much thought Dammon put into your date.

And then your little picnic date becomes a stargazing date. Laying back on the blanket, holding hands, pointing up and trying to name the constellations you know. I could totally see Dammon just dropping the absolute bomb on you that he knows most of them from memory.

It’s the perfect spot for it too. It’s one of the highest points around the city, so you feel like you two are as close to the stars as two mortals can be.

On the walk home, it’s quiet and calm – the perfect night to share a couple kisses in the street without any nosy onlookers.

Rolan:

Rolan has a goddamn entire tower to himself (and his siblings, of course, but that’s still a whole lot of tower at his disposal). Of course he’s going to take you there for your date. It has the best view in all of the Gate and he has home field advantage (and this is important because Rolan is very nervous about the date so he needs all the help he can get), it’s a win-win.

You’ve been to the tower before, sure, but you hadn’t really had the chance to see it under Rolan’s influence yet – except for the storefront that is. He didn’t make huge, drastic changes but somehow it all feels completely different from the last time you were there, before the city was in ruins. Less like a madman’s hoard of all things powerful and rare, and more like the homey library of an eccentric lord. It fits him.

He gives you a tour and makes note of all the changes he and his siblings made, delighted by everything they’ve done so far. I think Rolan sees this date as a chance to really impress you, so he wants to show you what he’s proudest of. Right now, that’s the life he’s created in the Gate.

Lia insisted on her and Cal making dinner for the two of you, because if there is one thing the great Rolan of Ramazith’s Tower can’t do, it’s cook. So you head to the dining area to eat when she calls you both down. He does pick out the wine though.

After dinner he brings you to the top floor where the observation deck juts out over the city. It’s covered in a beautiful garden that makes it feel like a forest suspended in the air (Lia’s handywork Rolan admits, but he still is just as proud of it).

You sit as Rolan conjures up lights in the sky, something akin to what he did at the camp party outside the grove but bigger. He sits with you to watch, keeping his concentration steeled so that the lightshow doesn’t go out.

It’s romantic and thoughtful and very Rolan, tying the entire date together with an impressive display of his powers. The people in the streets below can definitely see the show with how bright it is.

But as you lean into him to enjoy it, reaching up to quickly plant a kiss on his lips, the lights abruptly stop, his concentration shot to the hells.

Zevlor:

Zevlor strikes me as a traditional romantic. He wants to court you the way they used to do it when he was young, the proper way. He wants to arrive with a rose in hand, dressed in the best doublet he has, and take you out to dinner. And not at a ratty tavern or inn, either. No, he wants to take you to a place befitting someone as wonderful and deserving as yourself.

After the Gate is rebuilt, I like to imagine that the lower city is filled with more businesses than ever before as the city tries to stimulate the economy, especially for the poorer part of the city. The Elfsong and the Blushing Mermaid are no longer the only places to grab a warm meal. There are proper eateries and bakeries of all sorts.

So, he takes you to a tavern built in the wake of the Steel Watch Foundry, an area that has been transformed into a small market district. It’s a quiet place that offers candlelit tables, soft piano music, and good food.

It’s the perfect place to talk all evening, indulging in food and drinks while just enjoying each other’s company. Zevlor wants above all else to know you, to get so see all parts of you that you’ll offer to him, so the conversation never dies down.

After a mead or two, Zevlor will even pull you to the dance floor after having requested a song from the pianist. He’s a practiced dancer, and easily sweeps you across the tavern, earning some claps from onlookers.

The rest of the evening goes like that. Alternating between conversation, drinking, and dancing. Even though you’re in a tavern with other people, you feel like the only two people there. It’s incredibly intimate, all things considered.

As the date draws to a close, you notice that the tavern is mostly empty, save for the staff wiping down tables. It’s close to closing, time having flown by without either of you noticing.

Zevlor walks you home so that he can make sure you’re safe, and most definitely not because he’s hoping for a goodnight kiss. Okay, that’s part of it. But mostly the safety thing.

When you do offer him a kiss as a thank you for the wonderful date and as a sign of your true affection, Zevlor blushes a shade of magenta, but kisses you back. It looks like he’s trying to hold back a giant smile when he turns around to head home.

#bg3 #bg3 dammon #bg3 rolan #bg3 zevlor #dammon #rolan #zevlor #my writing #dammon x reader #zevlor x reader #rolan x reader #requests/suggestions

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reidslovely · 9 months

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Bambi!! I have a request, my love!

Frat!Peter taking you and your little baby daughter on a picnic sometimes because he just wants to spend time alone with his girls ♡ maybe she's a bit older by now and he just chases her around a field and they pick flowers to bring to momma? he's so girl dad I'm gonna cry. okay, anyway, love you, love frat!Peter, hope you have a lovely day/night

Tana my love I love you so much!! I adore this thought and while listening to my cute little domestic Peter playlist Hozier's In a Week came on and it only fueled me to write more...thus I give you this cute little blurb..

We'd Become the Flowers

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Grass and flowers crushed under Peter's bare feet as he chased the three year old around the field. “Maisy, Maisy, Maisy May.” He said your little girl's name in a sing-song voice pretending not to be able to catch up with the little girl.

“Be careful you two I don’t need another coffee table incident.”

Peter and the little girl's ears peaked at your voice yelling into the field.

“I only needed a few stitches.” Peter defends himself, hearing you laugh. Snatching the curly haired toddler into his arms blowing a soft raspberry on her cheek.

Her soft giggles and squeals of more filled the air in the meadow, you lounged lazily on the yellow checkered blanket with your finals study guide/homework scattered around you. Peter could see a blur of your hair color and the blue sundress hazy in the sunlight.

“Wanna help daddy?” Peter asked, kissing his daughter's head spinning her around.

“Wanna help.” She says kicking her legs as Pete puts her down picking a handful of flowers. She watches him intently grabbing from yellow and pink flowers. “For momma.”

Peter nodded in response. “Of course.”

Peter watched her adoringly, she was the perfect mix of the two of you. She was so little but her heart already held your passion and kindness. Her need for adventure and terrible two’s coming from him. He thanked whatever sent you to him, and whatever got him here. He sat in the grass pretending to bite at the flower his daughter was putting in his face.

These were his favorite days, all day picnics in upstate. He felt a joy he knew all too familiar. It was the same feeling he held going to ball games with Ben growing up, but now he was happy to be on the other end.

Peter carried his daughter on his hip as he walked back, her little arms tucked full of the flowers they had picked. Maisy insisted she was big and strong enough to carry them all.

“What is this?” Your head craned up to look at them and the heat built in Peter’s chest and face.

“Just a little gift for momma.” Peter smiles sitting Maisy down as she handed you the bouquet, which of itself was pretty impressive.

“Awe thank you Maisy May.” You said kissing your daughter's head flattening out her hair. Maisy smiled hugging her arms around your neck and Peter took a mental picture tucking it away into his long term memory.

“Everything okay?” You had asked him after a bit of him just sitting and staring, your daughter half asleep in your lap. Your fingers played with her curls as Peter's chin rested on his knee. He smiled and twirled one of the pink flowers from the batch.

“Everything is perfect bashful, I got my girls.”

Hope you enjoyed this small little blurb friend 🫶🏼 it was so cute.

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yothangie · 15 days

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I had accidentally posted this instead of saving it so everything is gone + the anonymous request 😞 but if you requested this, this is for you.

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Picnic with appa

Pairings: Dad!Seonghwa x twin 5y/o daughter

word count: 1.071

genre: dad!-ateez, fluff

warnings: mentions of food

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After weeks of non-stop working, Seonghwa finally got a day off. He decided to spend his day with his twin daughters. Sejoon and Sewon

Seonghwa woke up extra early to prepare stuff and load stuff in the car, he has the whole day planned just for him and his girls.

while he was preparing stuff he had you, his wife, prepare the clothing for the girls, Seonghwa was very specific on how he wanted them to look and although you were scared you knew he would melt with whatever they wear.

“my love, can you wake up the girls please” he tells you.

you nodded and headed up to their rooms gently going in and nudging them a little.

“wake up my little angels” you said

both kids stirring up a little bit before rising from their slumber. Both with messy hair and half opened eyes.

“mama it’s too early” Sewon mumbled.

“but it’s your day with daddy” you reminded them

As soon as you said both girls shot up remembering about the day getting ready to get dressed.

“mama can I wear my overalls” Sejoon asked

“appa already picked your outfits” You showed them the little dresses Seonghwa had bought for them.

After the girls were fully awake you went ahead and get them ready doing little buns in their hair.

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“Are my angels ready” Seonghwa popped his head into their rooms.

“Almost just finishing up” you replied.

Seonghwa steps fully into the room, he is dressed and ready to go. He sat on the little chair that's in the corner of their room waiting for the 2 girls to finish up.

“Appa” Sewon runs up to her dad doing grabby hands at him. Seonghwa picks her up setting her on his lap.

“You look so beautiful my love” he kisses her squishy cheeks.

Minutes later Sejoon comes running with you walking behind her.

“Appa I’m ready” Sejoon twirls showing the outfit.

“Are my beautiful girls ready for a fun day” Seonghwa puts Sewon on her feet, grabbing both of their hands while walking out to the living room.

“Why can’t mama come” Sewon said.

“She has work” Seonghwa pouted “next time mama will come”

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Seonghwa started driving to a more secluded area as he wanted a bit more privacy with his daughters and not having cameras around it

He pulled up to a field filled with trees and flowers, parking the car helping his girls get out of the car.

“Please stay here okay I’m gonna get stuff out” Seonghwa said

He started getting out a wagon assembling it, he started to place stuff he had brought to the car earlier that morning.

“Can we help appa” Sejoon asks

“You want to help me push the wagon” he said.

“YES” the excitement in their voices is music to his ears.

As he was finishing putting the last of things in the wagon the girls were jumping excited for the day they are about to have.

“Lets go” he grabs the handle pulling it slowly, the twins grabbing each side of the wagon holding onto it helping their dad push it.

After walking for a few minutes he found a place under a tree, it showed a nice shade and the sun was shining brightly over it.

Seonghwa pulls out a blanket, setting it on the floor, the girls immediately sitting down on it. He rummages through the wagon finding all the food and setting it down on the blanket.

“Can we play first appa” Sewon asked, jutting her lip at him.

“Lets eat first my love we need energy so we can play all day” he places pieces of fruit on their plate along with a sippy cup filled with juice.

The 3 of them had a good time eating, the girls telling their dad all the new things they learned while he was away at work.

“Appa can we play now pleaseeee” Sewon begged

“Okay i bought toys for you guys” Seonghwa started to unpack everything from the wagon

“Appa, can we give you a makeover” Sejoon asked.

Seonghwa contemplated for a second, would it be worth it? He looked at both girls before sighing in disbelief.

“okay “ he sat down while the girls unpacked the makeup.

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“Appa stay still” Sewon scolded

Seonghwa let out a few laughs trying to stay still since the little finger brushing against his skin tikcled him.

“Are you almost done? I'm tired” he whined.

“Appa not yet” Sejoon said.

After a few more minutes of just sitting in a very uncomfortable position the girls stepped back laughing at their dad in makeup.

“Whats so funny” he asked

“Nothing app” Sejoon replied

“Do i not look pretty” Seonghwa pouted crossing his arms

“No appa looks very pretty” Sewon goes in to hug her dad.

Sejoon followed along as well. Seonghwa smiled at his girls sitting them both on his lap hugging both of them.

“Appa, I'm tired” Sewon yawned.

“You’re tired my angel”

“We will go home soon okay” he patted her little head adjusting her on his lap

“I want to play with bubbles” Sejoon picked up the bubble gun and handed it to Seonghwa.

“Only for a little bit so we can go home” Seonghwa said.

The little girl nodded and started running around blasting bubbles everywhere while giggling. This warmed Seonghwas heart a lot as he doesn’t get to do this a lot because of his job.

The last thing he needed to do was find a way to not wake up Sewon and fold the blanket, it didn’t take him a second to think it through, he picked up Sewon and grabbed the blanket tossing it in the wagon.

“Sejoon lets go” he said.

The little girl followed her dad blasting bubbles along the way. Once they got to the car Sejoon threw the bubble gun in the wagon and followed her dad so she could go in her car seat.

As he got in the car he looked back seeing both girls asleep, he smiled before taking a picture of both of them and driving off back home.

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hotxcheeto · 1 year

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May I please have some headcanons of how Vi, Caitlyn, and Jinx would react to receiving an assortment of flowers from their fem lover? And said fem lover explains what each flower means, as they are all symbolic of her unconditional love🥺

━ 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐒

𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 - Vi, Jinx, Caitlyn

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - none?

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - ty darling <33 so sorry it took so long!!!

☆ 𝐕𝐈 ☆ - Cries. Probably. You and her are out and about while you insisted running some errands while you were free and you both happened to end up on the line between Zaun and Piltover. The bridge visible from the undisturbed field you found and decided to stop in.

She watched you pick them, complaining about how you still had to take the elevator down and get back before it got dark. Ansty while holding every bag that you handed to her throughout the day.

What she didn't expect though was for you to come back with a smile and take one of the bags back, handing her the flowers.

"They're for you." "What?"

She's confused but she's got the spirit.

Stares at them like you'd handed her an egg and told her to kiss it. You then usher along, telling her it was getting dark and that you should be going, and Vi thought you were joking.

But then as you walked you began to name each one and explain their meanings, your favorite being the tulips that meant 'perfection' and she nearly sobbed when you compared them to her. And the violets you picked and giggled about because the were purple and she more so wore reds.

The entire time she's listening so intently, trying to remember as much as she can. But you looked so pretty and she was so mesmerized you may need to tell her again. Not that she'd mind.

You love Violet's, especially the one that comes home to you every night.

☆ 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐗 ☆ - You were taking a bit longer to get home than usual and Jinx had began to worry. But finally you did, showing up with a clutch of flowers in your hand and a bright smile on your face as you walked up to her.

"I got you a gift!" "Really? Let me see!"

She hadn't been that excited in a long time, especially when you handed her the plants that you'd specially picked that reminded you of her. The girl has trouble sitting and listening for long periods of time, but when it comes to you, she could listen for hours.

Especially as you explain how much you love her, Jinx never quite feels like she's enough for you. But your much needed reassurance has her tearing up while you explain to her how each flower represents something you love about her.

Definitely goes out and gets you something afterwards, whether she made it herself or they were flowers that she might not remember the meaning of, but no matter what you love whatever she gives you.

Jinx keeps those flowers until they wither into dust, and even then, she can't bring herself to be rid of them. Despite Silco questioning the decor decision.

☆ 𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐘𝐍 ☆ - Cait is notorious for expensive gifts, she's just very giving especially to her partners. But when it comes to her she's nearly everything you could imagine that she'd want. So you go a different route.

instead, while Caitlyn planned a nice little picnic date to escape both of your stresses, you decided to pick some nice flowers for her. And when you give them to her she thinks it's the most adorable thing in the world.

"What are these?" "They're for you." "Oh, darling."

Let's you describe each one and their meaning while she admires you, even asking questions here and there. But you've got the girl bright red when you tell her they remind her of you.

And when you tell her how- she's blushing and on the verge of squeezing you to death. She just wants to cuddle and tell you how much she adores you after that because oh my gosh she finds it so sweet.

Keeps every flower and puts them in a vase in her room, so everytime she sees them, they remind her of you and your love for her. Definitely will expect some more, they're her favorite gifts.

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theprettieststarfr · 2 months

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GUYS PLEASE READ THIS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK

So I genuinely refuse to believe that considering the size of Hogwarts there was never a mention of a huge green field, only the lake. Like you know, fields like ones they have in the UK with cows and shit. BUT NO COWS THIS TIME. Imagine there is a huge field with wildflowers, like chamomile and poppies and other stuff and it's just so unbelievably green when May rolls around and throughout June as well, and some time after the field gets green like that it also blooms.

So, now that you've imagined it, imagine four 11 year old boys running around, playing tag in that field, screaming, laughing and falling down, out of breath, on the grass together to look up at the clouds. And when exams/tests are over, they sit on the field, which smells MAGNIFICENT by the way, just like proper summer, with all the flowers on it, and watch the summer sunset.

Second year, Peter gets bitten by a bee and becomes so goddamn scared of the field in the summer because of the bees that he absolutely refuses to play in there with his friends. And because MARAUDERS WERE EQUAL IN EACH OTHER'S EYES they spent so many break times researching the best insect repellent spells with the help of Professor Sprout, that they came up with a solution in less than a month and they were finally able to go to the field altogether.

Sometime then they were also joined by Lily, Mary, Marlene and such, who preferred picnics to playing tag, but weren't against watching the sunset as well.

Around the fifth year the Marauders would notice that Pandora, Regulus, Dorcas, Barty and Evan sat a little further away on the field. Pandora made flower crowns, Regulus read, Barty and Evan bickered, though it was never serious, and Dorcas composed or covered songs on her guitar. And since James is the little ray of sunshine that he is, he RUNS up to Pandora begging her to teach him how to make flower crowns, to which she happily agrees. Remus then finds the book Regulus is reading very interesting, Sirius is itching to put his opinion into rosekiller's argument because of course he knows better - it's clotted cream AND THEN jam on a scone, and Peter actually has a very clear, soothing soprano, which compliments Dorcas's alto and they start singing together. They sometimes hang out together after that.

Sixth year - James and Pandora are teaching everyone to make flower crowns and somehow, after the flowers have been picked, they grow right back, like nothing happened. Sirius gives his first flower crown to Minerva, most pretty (in his opinion) flower crown to Regulus, after a fight, after which Regulus, surprisingly, forgives him, which he does not want to admit, and all of his other ones to his Moony, because "he deserves all the flowers in this world". Remus grumbles a little about waste of flowers, but secretly preserves all of them in his books and keeps them. They no longer play tag in the field, for quite a few years now, but instead just frolic and dance whenever. Lily and Marlene sometimes act like those Zumba instructors and show moves to all the others, while Mary picks out the most danceable ABBA songs, getting a complaint from Sirius, who secretly doesn't really mind a bit of disco. They are sometimes joined by others, like Frank, Alice and Emmeline and they all have a huge dance off and OF COURSE it's either James or Lily who win most of the times and the classically trained Black brothers finally stop associating dancing with their parents and harsh etiquette training.

Last day of the last year, they all come out on the field one last time. To play tag. Like it all started. Running around it without one care in the world, then again, falling down on the field together. They then quietly talk about what they think the future will be like for them, agreeing on the thought that it will all work out eventually. Then they each make A LOT of flower crowns to exchange with every single person there. Barty then charms all the crowns to "speak". Basically, by touching a flower on the flower crown you can hear the voice of the person who made it and that date that they made it on, or whatever they want to say: "I'm Sirius Black, and I made this flower crown for Marlene on dd/mm/yyyy. DAZZLE ON MARLS" or smn like that. When asked how Barty came up with this, he answered, that he didn't wanna sort through his condoms every time he needed them in order to find out which one is strawberry flavoured, so he would just touch it and know which is which 😭😭😭

After that they actually hug. All of them. During the sunset. And it's the most wholesome thing.

And then they stay on the field until dawn getting drunk and doing something dumb and fun.

THAT'S IT YOU GUYS I REALLY LIKE THIS THOUGHT

Oh, also, if you wanna go more canonical (god no please no), then the year before Remus comes back to Hogwarts to teach, they remove the field to build more greenhouses, since more plants are coming in due to globalization and shit. And only Luna notices, crying silently at all the flowers that are gone.

And when Remus comes back, the first thing he notices is that the field is gone. Without a trace. Dead. Just like all of his friends. But not the memories he made. Probably would be better if they were dead too, because they hurt him even more, than he thought was possible.

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diaryujin · 8 months

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𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐄𝐒

summary: you and miyeon had been best friends since the age that the both of you could walk. in all that time, you developed a HUGE crush on her, but you didn’t know if it was mutual and didn’t want to risk your friendship...until you found out she was leaving.

genre: fluff

includes: childhood friends to lovers, kissing, slight angst if you squint, best friends to lovers, a tad bit of dirty humor, reader calls Miyeon ‘Mi’, Miyeon calls reader ‘my sweet Y/N’

pairing: bsf! miyeon x fem! reader

word count: 2.8k

a/n: this is my first work on this site, hope it’s as enjoyable to read as it was to write!

PAST

You ran down the dirt path that led to a little clearing in a field of daisies. Sitting on your usual picnic blanket, was your best friend since childhood, Cho Miyeon. You finally reached her, and you let your hands rest on your knees as you try to catch your breath. She looked at you in this state with a slight grin, and you were anticipat-

“Did I take your breath away now?”

“Mi, you’re too narcissistic.”

But then again, she was right.

Every time you saw her, everything else seemed to disappear. You got this rush of adrenaline, these butterflies, this feeling you could get with no one else. To say that it was just a minor crush would be lying. She was the only one who mattered, you felt, and to some extent, it wasn’t just a delusion, it was true.

“Y/N, Y/N! I have an idea!”

“Go on.”

“What if we make daisy chains?”

“Well…I’m not the most talented at that.”

“It’s fine. I’ll make them for us.”

“You sure? I’d feel bad letting you do everything.”

She turned to face you, her grin shifting into a small smile.

“I’ve already told you, Y/N. I’d do anything for you. I’d move mountains for you, if I had to.”

“Do it then. Let me see if your cheesy ass would actually move a mountain.”

“Y/N! You’re ruining the sentiment!”

You chuckled as Miyeon started pouting.

“Sorry, sorry.”

She got up and went to pick daisies, and you promptly followed her. Together, you looked for the best, whitest daisies. She took the flowers and spread them over the picnic blanket before starting to make daisy chains. You watched intently, her fingers made quick work and in almost no time, she finished two pretty chains, one for her and one for you.

“Are these good?”

“No. They’re amazing.”

“Mmm? Who’s being cheesy now?”

“I’m being truthful. There’s a difference.”

“Yeah, yeah, sure.”

She glanced around the field, breathing in a bit, before spotting two dandelions.

“Y/N, do you want to make a wish on a dandelion?”

“It’s just a silly superstition, Mi.”

“You never know!”

You shook your head in defeat. Miyeon’s enthusiasm was too contagious, and you couldn’t say no.

“Fine. Only because you said so.”

She grinned excitedly at you. She took both of the dandelions and carefully handed one to you, making sure that the feathery bits didn’t fly away yet.

“Y/N, did you know that the bits that fly away are called pappus?”

“That’s…interesting?”

“Right? Until now I always used to call them flying or feathery bits.”

“I know.”

You looked at each other and chuckled. Miyeon looked at the dandelion in her hand, and spun it around slightly.

“Mi, what’s your wish?”

She looked at you with wide eyes.

“Y/N, you’re not supposed to tell your wish! That would ruin the magic and the wish won’t come true!”

You scratched your head in confusion. “What…? Isn’t that for birthdays?” “It applies to dandelion wishing too.”

“Curiosity killed the cat then, if you really can’t tell me.”

Miyeon turned to face you again, and she lightly booped your nose with her finger.

“But satisfaction brought it back. I’ll tell you my wish…when it comes true.”

You whined in annoyance.

“Oh come on! That could easily be never!”

She laughed a little at you.

“Fine. In ten years?”

“We could be dead by then!”

“Five years. That’s the minimum.”

She had a serious look on her face and you knew that there was no budging from there. You sighed in defeat.

“No other compromise I can get, huh?” “Nope.”

You stared into her eyes a little longer than best friends would, but neither of you realized it. A lot of things were normal between you both. She turned back to her dandelion. “Y/N, let’s blow the dandelions? They might fly away otherwise.”

“Sure, that’s better than a blowjob.”

Her head whipped to look at you again. Her glossy back hair flopping around her face.

“Y/N. Y/N, that was extremely out of pocket, you unholy little prick.”

She smacked your forehead, leaving a slightly red mark where she hit you.

“Ouch! That was unnecessary!”

“It’s unnecessary just like what you said, my sweet Y/N!”

You blushed a little, which was noticed by her. She presumed that it was because you were embarrassed. No, you were blushing because of the last three words she said.

‘My sweet Y/N.’

Oh, how you wished to be exactly that.

“Alright, no more delays. Let’s blow them together on the count of three.”

“Whatever you say.”

“Three…two…one!”

You blew on the dandelions at the same time, and watched as the pappus flew away delicately in the gentle breeze.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”

“Not as beautiful as you, Y/N."

You blushed yet again. She poked your cheek and smiled brightly.

“Mi! You can’t just flirt like that!”

“Why not? Can’t I do anything with my Y/N?”

“Anything?”

“Y/N! Why are you this-”

“This what? Amazing? Spectacular?”

“Unholy.”

You grinned at her, before nudging her shoulder.

“That’s why you love me.”

Little did you know, she very much did.

6 MONTHS LATER

Miyeon had called you to the daisy field again. It was usual for you to meet up there from time to time, at least every month, but she seemed to be a bit more serious about this now. She stood at your usual spot, but there were no dandelions this time around. She was facing your direction, arms behind her back, lips pursed together. When she saw you, she smiled, but it looked forced and almost…sad. You immediately knew something was wrong. You went up to her and stood in front of the girl on the soft, squishy ground. Your eyes met hers and you frowned slightly.

“Mi, what’s bothering you?”

She sighed, and you could feel your heart sink a little. Miyeon was usually so bubbly and cheerful, and you had rarely seen her glum or sad in all the years you knew her.

“Y/N, I…I’m moving.”

You stared into her almond eyes, blinking thrice before registering her statement.

Moving.

“Wait, wait- moving as in moving house or…?”

“Moving states. I’m moving to Seoul, and it’s pretty far from here…”

“So I can’t see you again? When are you going? Please tell me you have at least a month or so left? We-we had so many plans Mi-“

She placed her finger on your lips, cutting you off.

“Y/N, I’m going next week. This…might as well be our last meeting, because I’ll be too busy packing and running errands…you get the gist.”

She stared at you hesitantly, waiting for your reaction.

“When- when- are you coming back?”

“I-I really don’t know.”

Her voice sounded small and broken. You stared at her in disbelief.

“You’re going for like- forever in a week, and you only care to tell me now?! Why couldn’t you tell me earlier? We could’ve done so much if I knew we had a time limit of sorts! Why, Mi? Why?”

She placed one of her hands on your shoulders, steadying you.

“I’m so, so, so sorry Y/N, but honestly? You’d be too sentimental about it. Every time we’d meet up, I can see you reminding me about the ‘dreaded day’, and I don’t want that. Do you see my point, my Y/N?”

You stayed silent for a while, before letting out a heavy breath and nodding in agreement.

“Yeah, I see your point, Mi. I get it. I just- I’ll miss you so much, I-I don’t even know where to start. It’s hard, really hard to imagine this place without you. All our usual places, this daisy field…it’ll all feel so empty.”

She wrapped her arms around you, enveloping you in a warm, comforting hug. You hugged her back as you buried your head in her shoulder. There was silence for a while before you heard a few sniffles from her.

“I-I’ll miss you too, Y/N. Dearly. More than you could ever imagine. Like- it’s too hard to put in words…but it feels like I’m losing my world.

“Mi…”

You trailed off, fearing that your voice would crack if you spoke anymore and you’d let the floodgates open. You were doing your best to remain composed and to keep your shit together.

“I know, Y/N. I know. I’ll miss you. I feel guilty about everything we haven’t done yet, but I am deeply, truly grateful for all the memories we made together, even if they were bad ones.”

As she spoke, you mentally kicked yourself for not confessing to her. You weren’t in the mindset to do it now, and there would be no opportunities later. Now, you’d have to live possibly the rest of your life without knowing whether she felt the same way. Damn it, you were such a coward.

She suddenly pulled away and hid her hands behind her back again.

“Y/N, I have a little something for you. It’s not much, but I hope you like it.”

She brought her arms in front of her, revealing a baby pink rose in full bloom.

“So that’s what was poking my back. Boom, mystery solved.”

“Hey, say something about my gift! Don’t you like it?”

You stared at her with a serious face.

“No, I don’t.”

Her face fell and her insides twisted around a bit until she saw your own face break into a sweet smile.

“I love it.”

She gave it to you in relieved happiness.

“Thank God. It took me a while to find it.”

You twirled it around in your hand, careful not to prick yourself on the thorns.

“You know something Y/N?”

“No, I don’t.”

You replied back simply, not taking your eyes off the rose.

“Well, let me tell you. To me, you’re like a rose among the daisies.”

This remark made you look at her face in utter confusion.

“What does that mean?”

“Just like this rose, you have beautiful petals and sharp thorns, yet I love it all the same.

This rose is unique among all these daisies, and it stands out. You’re just like that. In this world, you stand out to me, and you’re extremely special to my heart.”

You stood there in shock, heat rushing up to your cheeks.

“Miyeon, I- that’s so…poetic of you.”

“I know right? I should become a poet!”

You rolled your eyes in playful annoyance.

“Sure, sure. Remember me when you’re famous.”

She held your free hand in hers.

“Y/N, I could never forget you.”

Her eyes welled up with tears.

“Just- just please. Promise me you’ll do the same.”

You smiled sadly at her.

“That’s a promise I can keep very easily.”

PRESENT

You were walking in the old, familiar daisy field. It felt so empty and dull without Miyeon. It just didn’t feel the way it used to.

You had bought a new, similar pink rose when the one Miyeon got you tried out. After that, it became necessary for you to replace the rose whenever it wilted. You didn’t have to, of course, but you wanted to keep that memory of her alive. Not like it was possible for you to forget her, considering that she made such a big impact on your life, but still.

As if it was muscle memory, your feet instinctively walked to the nostalgic clearing, expecting no one else there. Your expectations were wrong, and you saw a stunning, drop dead gorgeous blonde woman sitting on a rather familiar picnic blanket. You took a glance at the woman’s face as her eyes were closed. You could connect her to someone very fresh in your memory, and your stomach started doing somersaults.

You didn’t want to get your hopes up, but it was worth a shot.

“Mi…yeon? Cho Miyeon?”

Her eyes shot open at her name being called, before widening at seeing your face. She got up and ran over to you to hug you tightly, as if she never wanted to let you go.

“Y/N! My Y/N!”

You wrapped your arms around her as well, rocking her from side to side slightly.

“Yeah, your Y/N. When did you get back?”

She moved back before she rested her hands on your shoulders.

“Just yesterday, actually. I was planning on going over to your house to see you again, but

oh, you’re already here, standing in front of me! This- it’s such a wonderful- maybe coincidental, but wonderful nonetheless- surprise!”

“Mi, you’ve only gotten prettier. Like- I was star-struck seeing you.”

Her cheeks turned red as she smiled shyly at you. The old nickname made her feel safe

and warm, as if she was returning to her home after years.

Technically, that was exactly what was happening.

“Come on, let’s sit down.”

She went and sat down on the picnic blanket, and patted the spot next to her. You sat

there, and looked at the blanket curiously.

“You still have this?”

“Yep. It’s not in bad condition, why throw it?”

“Makes sense.”

You both started chatting animatedly, catching up on all the drama and events that happened to both of you during the years you were apart. After a while, you simply sat next to each other, staring at the setting sun and the sky, which was all hues of pinks, blues, oranges and yellows, as if a giant paintbrush had been jiggled into a jar of water. Miyeon’s right hand suddenly held your left hand, and you squeezed it a little, smiling to yourself.

The setting was perfect, almost romantic. A sudden surge of confidence rushed through you, and at that moment, you knew what you had to do. This bravery wouldn’t come back so easily, and it was now or never.

You turned to the girl next to you.

“Hey, Mi? I have something to confess…”

She turned to face you.

“Hm? What is it, Y/N?”

You took a deep breath, trying to relax. You didn’t have to be scared. Even if she did reject you, she’d be sweet about it and would help you until you got over her. Only question was, would you be able to handle it?

“I…I have a crush on you. I’ve had it for a really long time, and it hadn’t diminished one bit while you were gone. If anything, it got stronger…”

She seemed to be frozen in place, and you were already regretting it.

“I’m sorry for doing this so-“

“Don’t be.”

You were confused.

“Why?”

“Because…I feel the same.”

Your eyes lit up.

“Really? Like- actually?”

“Really.”

You smiled at each other lovingly, lost in the moment, lost in each other. She suddenly decided to break the silence.

“Y/N, you might not remember, but…there was this one day where we both made a wish on a dandelion.”

You had that day picture perfect in your memory.

“I remember. Hey- it’s been more than five years…now you should tell me!”

“Yeah, I was going to do that. On one condition though.”

“What is it?”

“You tell me your wish too!”

You nodded in agreement, before smiling shyly at her.

“Well, my wish was to one day be able to confess to you, Mi.”

“Mine was for you to love me back.”

You stared at her, mouth agape.

“See, this wishing in a dandelion thing isn’t bogus; it works!”

“Well-“

You spoke up in protest, but you really didn’t want to have a silly little argument right now.

“Y/N…this is- you are all my dreams come true.”

She stroked your hair gently with her left hand, her right one still holding your left.

“Mi, I hope that in all alternative universes and next lives, I find you.”

You both let your foreheads touch as her arm wrapped around your waist. She whispered to you, her breath soft on your face.

“I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Miyeon.”

“Can I- Can I kiss you?”

You blinked twice, considering what she said.

“Yes…yes you can.”

Her right arm was around your waist, as she used her left hand to gently tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. Her hand moved gently, leaving a featherlight touch. It rested on your cheek, and she stroked it gently. You smiled at each other, before she leaned in and closed the gap.

It was perfect.

Her lips were soft and sweet, and those few moments felt like heaven. She pulled away after a while, looking at you nervously.

“How was it?”

“Mi, that was- perfect. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

She giggled before speaking again.

“I got you a gift.”

It was another pink rose, almost the same as the ones you bought. She gave it to you, her eyes shining.

“To think that the last time you did this was years ago…Mi, you’re an angel. You- scratch that, you’re my paradise. My own paradise, especially every time I look into those angel eyes.

She blushed heavily. “And Y/N, you…you’re my rose among the daisies.

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herozdiary · 3 months

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I've got an idea about simon celebrating midsummer! (It's a Swedish holiday but many other countries in Europe celebrate something similar under diffrent names) Midsummer is about celebrating on the longest day of the year when the sun is out the most and usually people make flower crowns, dance in the sun, make a big bonfire, usually a lot of these happen on an open field so perhaps picnics too. Anyways I thought it would be sweet to see how simon would celebrate it now, maybe being reminded of some childhood memories or going on a trip with his partner in the middle of nature for it!

Flower crowns

Simon x reader

This diary entry contains…Lots of fluff | established relationship | had to do some very good research on this topic🧐 | brief mention of Self harm scars

GIGGLE THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST😵‍💫🫶🏾 it’s nice to get them even if it overflows my ask box because that means I have ideas for the rest of the month 🥳🥳 tbh this topic sounds really interesting and I was glad while doing research on this event!

Summer is like the best season in most people’s opinion.Ever since you moved to Sweden you learn more and more about it every day.

Simon had explained to you about something called midsummer when you complained how boring it was sitting in the hot house.

You listened carefully as he explained the background for it and things people do and one thing he mentioned caught your eye…making flower crowns.

You always wanted to make one and you used to be an absolute pro at it until you just kinda forget how to do it.you used to make kids on the playground flower crowns in exchange for candy or money if they were willing to pay.

You knew Simon didn’t like going anywhere without his hoodie on mostly because of his scars showing but you reassured him saying you guys could find a quiet spot that might have shade in it.

He was a little worried but agreed anyway.You spent the rest of the morning getting ready.you rambled on to Simon about how excited you were and he just watched with the smallest smile on his face.

Once the both of you felt like you were ready.You left out your shared apartment before you followed Simon as he guided you to a nearby field.The walk was quiet besides the occasional child waving excitedly at you and Simon.

Once you made it to the field you noticed a nice big tree sat next to some pretty flowers.”Most of the flowers aren’t poisonous so you have a lot of options for your flower crown”Simon explained as he grabbed your hand and guided you through the field towards the tree.

“My mother used to take me here and would make me flower crowns.I was never good at them and would just settle on watching her or napping”He added as he stopped in front of the tree before letting go of your hand.”I’ll be sitting here if you need me okay?”Simon added before plopping down on the ground and pulling out his phone.

You turned to look at your choices of flowers before you smiled and got right to work.You remembered a lot but did have to spend most of the morning watching a tutorial.You started with Simon’s first,Occasionally standing up and walking over to him to measure his head size before getting back to work.

He didn’t question you.He just let you do whatever as long as you were happy.The rest of the evening was spent with you making a bunch of flower crowns in different colors,sizes and styles.You smiled at your work as you held up a blue daisy one before shuffling over to Simon.

He looked up at you before smiling and tilting his head down so you could place the flower crown on him.you made some adjustments but it did fit perfectly.You smiled and clapped your hands a little before showing Simon the basket of them you made.

“I was thinking later when we walk back to the apartment I could give them to the little kids!”you say as you pushed some of your hair out of your face.”That would be nice,We can leave whenever your ready”Simon said as you nodded before you sat next to him.

“We can leave in a little I just wanna spend time with you for now…we didn’t do much together so maybe watching the sunset or something could make up for it!”You say as place your head on his shoulder as you nuzzled closer to him.

Simon smiled as wrapped an arm around your waist before going back to doing whatever he was doing.You were quietly watching him as the sun slowly sunk and the sky changed pretty orange and pink colors.Everything felt perfect.

You had fun even if it was mostly silent you and Simon just needed each other and it didn’t matter if you spoke a thousand words to two words,He just needed your company.

#cry of fear #cry of fear x reader #cry of fear x you #simon henriksson #simon henriksson x reader #character x you #video game x reader #x reader #x y/n #fluff

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avianyuh · 6 months

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Hello 🤗🤗 can I pls make two requests for BTS?

(1)when reader, who is their crush keeps playing with yeontan or bam and pays less attention to them they get jealous?

(2)The members and their crush go on a picnic in a flower field and she makes them a flower crown and gives it to them? Thank you 😊❤️

🧚‍♂️Request; BTS scenarios where they get jealous because their crush pays more attention to Yeontan or Bam 🧚‍♂️

{A/N: AGGGHH this makes me so happy! thank you so much for requesting. *internet hugs*

the second request I'll make into another post. btw i loved these ideas and they've been so fun to write.

Additional Notes

3 things;

*for yoongi, I included Holly, cuz I thought it would make more sense for the reader to play with yoongi's dog and for hoseok, I included mickey. but the rest of the members alternate between yeontan and bam :) *

*also, I know BigHit is technically HYBE now, but I noticed BigHit is still used for copyright and for example, the TXT youtube channel is called TXTBighit, so I just decided to go with BigHit lol*

For Anon; I hope you liked this! And I will get the second prompt out ASAP. btw thank you for being my first request in like idek how long, you've made me so happy by requesting because it shows that people do read my writing🥺🫶

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{Prompt/Descriptions} Scenarios on how you meet are different for all members, but most scenarios revolve around you working at and meeting through BigHit, just to give a little background to how long the members have known the reader for.

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Jin

Seokjin sat on the couch in Jungkook's apartment as he watched as you played with Bam. He couldn't help but smile to himself. He found it amusing how Bam could basically tower over you if he stood up to play with you. He watched as you laughed and threw the tennis ball back and forth between you, Bam and Jungkook, who had invited everyone over to his apartment a few hours ago. Seokjin also noticed how you kept dropping the ball. You're catch and aim completely off. Yet again, he couldn't help but smile to himself, he thought you were so cute trying to act all athletic even though you had told him many times before that you had horrible hand-eye coordination.

Jin tried to get your attention, but he didn't want to ruin the fun, afraid he might make you mad. So he called out to you, "Y/n, I think Bam can catch the ball better than you", he said laughing. You turned around and playfully stuck out your tongue at him in a mocking tone before surrendering the tennis ball to Bam and moving to sit down next to Jin.

"Like you could do any better", Y/n said, playfully nudging Jin in the shoulder. He scoffed and lightly nudged you back. He could feel the nerves building up inside of him. He had been waiting for the right moment to ask you out for months...maybe now was the right time. He reasoned with himself, Y/n DID stop playing with Bam, who you really love, just to come and sit down next to him and talk. Plus, all of the playful banter between the two of you, maybe now was the time.

Jin cleared his throat and turned to face you. You looked at him, a smile on your face. He took a deep breathe in and started, "So uh, Y/n...what're you doing tomorrow, anything planned?", he would start out casual. He studied Y/n's face as she quickly looked up, mentally scanning her built-in mind calendar.

"Nope", Y/n responded, "Free as can be, why?", Y/n asked. Suddenly, Seokjin panicked, Crap, what if she doesn't want to go out with me, then I've ruined the friendship...He just had to do it

"I uh, I was wondering if...-", but before Jin could finish, Bam came jumping onto the couch, ball in his mouth and tail wagging, ready for another round of fetch.

Y/n immediately shifted her gaze from Jin to Bam and Jin simultaneously felt his heart sink and his nerves settle at the same time. But he had to admit, he was more disappointed than anything. So with a sudden stroke of confidence, Jin grabbed the tennis ball from Bam and threw it on the other side of the room, giving him just enough time to blab out, "Listenmaybeyouwantogo...outwith...me?",

Jin winced and prepared for rejection as Y/n looked at him on shock, but before he could fully look back at Y/n, he felt her lips on his cheek as Y/n whispered, "Of course", as she got up to play with Bam again.

Yoongi

Yoongi, despite his 'cold' (not really but for the sake of his image let's just go with cold hahah), exterior, was quite a softy when it came to you. From the moment he met you he had developed feelings for you. You two would constantly text and facetime late into the early morning and he spent a lot of his free time with you. Though the members teased him for being smitten with you and basically being in an unofficial relationship, Yoongi just couldn't bring himself to confess his feelings for you. He was afraid that the feelings he had for you were one sided and that by confessing he would lose you if you didn't feel the same way. Or worse, the two of you would date and break up, hence ruining the entire relationship and never seeing you again. In a way, Yoongi felt like it was better to just keep things as they were, confusing.

One of your favorite things to do was to spend your free time at Yoongi's apartment, not only to see Yoongi, but also to see Holly. Min Holly loved you and you loved him too.

Not to mention, Yoongi appreciated that when his brother was unavailable to watch Holly, you would readily volunteer when Yoongi had to leave for long periods of time.

But currently, Yoongi was home and you were laying on the carpet, playing with Holly. Well, actually, you were cuddling with Holly and little did you know, Yoongi was sitting on the couch watching you intently.

That's it, he thought to himself, I need to just tell her how I feel.

How could he do any better than you?

To Yoongi, you were everything he ever wanted. Because you met through BigHit, not only did you respect and understand his work, but you also had an appreciation for music. You both got along so well and Holly loved you. And he did too. What more could he want in a partner?

So he started speaking, "Y/n, do you think two people who are friends can go from a friendship to a romance?", he paused as you hummed in response, too focused on rubbing Holly's head to look up. " You know, without ruining a friendship?"

You hummed again, still not looking up at Yoongi. Instead, you let out a giggle as Holly rolled onto his back, expecting a belly rub.

Okay, now Yoongi was getting a little jealous. I mean, Y/n wasn't even listening, here he is on the verge of pouring his heart out and she's more focused on Holly? , he thought to himself.

So he pulled out his commander tactics. He snapped his fingers and Holly immediately lifted his head out of y/n's lap, looking up at Yoongi.

Yoongi gave a little twirl of his finger and there Holly went into the other room. Y/n looked up confused. "Yoongi, what was that for? He was comfortable", Y/n whined, getting up and moving to the couch.

"Listen, Y/n, I have to ask you...because it's been on my mind for awhile and I need your full attention.", he sighed. Yoongi noticed that Y/n looked nervous, he realized his tone of voice was a little too serious.

Alright, enough stalling. Well here goes nothing

"Do you think we'd have any chance as a couple?", Yoongi asked looking down at his feet, too nervous to look you in the eyes.

However that immediately changed when he heard an exasperated yes as you flung yourself onto Yoongi.

"God what took you so long!", Y/n said as Yoongi laughed.

What did take him so long?, he thought.

Hoseok

Hoseok had actually brought you home one weekend to meet Mickey. For as long as the two of you had been friends, you had never met Mickey before. But because Mickey lived with Hobi's family, that meant you would be meeting everyone.

Of course, when the two of you had arrived at Hobi's parents house, Mickey and you had your first introduction. Hoseok watched as you bent down to rub Mickey's head, and you offhandedly expressed how soft he was which made Hoseok smile.

Hoseok led you through the house as he introduced you to his parents who were so kind to you and his sister too. You remember making a mental note of the fact that you could definitely tell where Hoseok got his positive energy from, because his family was just so warm and welcoming.

And they treated you so kind when you were just a friend too, nothing special, right?

Well that's what you thought. What you didn't know was that Hoseok had been wanting to confess his feelings for you for quite some time. He had no intentions of doing it on this trip back home. He was just hoping his family didn't drop any hints as he had blabbed to his sister quite a few times in the past, going on and on about how cool you were and how beautiful you are and blah,blah,blah.

It was actually Jiwoo who had pointed out to Hobi that he most likely had a crush on Y/n. So as everyone settled down in the living room and Y/n settled next to Mickey and began to pet him, Hobi noticed that Mickey looked so relaxed with you and he couldn't help but get excited at the thought of bringing you home with him annually. You had been getting along well with his parents and sister and especially Mickey.

But as he turned to speak to you, he noticed how most of your attention was on Mickey. Though Hoseok did want to talk to you, he felt like Mickey deserved some Y/n love. {A/N; LMAO, I don't know why that line is so funny to me...anyways back to the story}

But by the end of the weekend, the duration of your stay before you and Hoseok went back to your respective jobs, he realized just how preoccupied with Mickey you had been all weekend.

Hobi sat down next to you, asking if your bags were packed and you turned to face him. "Yep", you said smiling. "Hobi, I really have to say, your family was so nice to me, I mean, the way they treated me and especially considering that I'm nothing special too, I really have to thank them before we leave."

Hoseok was touched by your consideration for his family but before you could fully stand up from your seat, he lightly pulled you back to the seat by your arm. "Y/n, actually",Hobi laughed before continuing, "I actually have a bit of a confession. I kind of view you as more than a friend...I want to be with you"

You looked at Hoseok for a minute without saying anything. You studied his face, trying to see if he was joking as the two of you often liked to joke around. But all you could detect from him was...nerves?

"Are you serious? You're not playing with me right", Y/n said, moving closer. Hobi shook his head from side to side, signaling no, he was 100% serious.

"I want to be with you too Hobi, what made you realize?", you asked taking his hands in yours as you faced each other.

"Actually, Mickey made me realize", he laughed as he looked at your confused face. "You were paying so much attention to Mickey and I loved it but at the same time, I wished you had been giving me that attention instead."

You laughed as you leaned into his embrace.

Namjoon

You and Namjoon had been invited over to Jungkook's apartment to have dinner. However, what you didn't know was that Namjoon and Jungkook has set up a ploy to get you and Namjoon in the same room.

You see, Y/n and Namjoon had a lot of chemistry. The thing was, all of it was at work, where there really wasn't anytime for flirting. They never really saw each other outside of the studio. And Namjoon had never really mustered up the courage to ask Y/n out so when he mentioned to Jungkook one time that he thought Y/n was cute, Jungkook immediately wanted to help out his hyung.

So there you were, you and Namjoon sitting across from each other as Jungkook tried to hide his growing smirk. The plan was working out perfectly. The two of you were all fired up, talking about your favorite books and albums, just like in the studio expect instead a of professional environment, it was personal now.

After the three of you had finished eating, Jungkook had 'stepped out' to accept a phone call, leaving the two to you alone, which wasn't a problem as the two of you continued the flirtatious banter. However, when Jungkook has opened up the door to his bedroom to take his 'phone call', Bam had wandered out of the door and right over to you and Namjoon.

Namjoon was in the middle of discussing a TV show you had both recently watched when you suddenly turned away and looked over at Bam with adoring eyes.

"Aww!, Namjoon isn't he adorable?", you said, sliding off of your chair and getting on your knees to pet Bam.

Namjoon stared at the dog, feeling like he just got cock blocked {A/N #2; SORRY I HAD TO PUT THAT IN}

Namjoon got up, excusing himself for a minute. Y/n smiled up at him and then turned her attention back to Bam who was now wagging his tail frantically.

Namjoon stomped down the whole to Jungkook's bedroom where he found Jungkook siting at his desk watching something on his phone.

Jungkook turned to him and asked how it was going, another smirk on his face.

"You better go in the living room and get Bam back in here, she's more interested in him than me at the moment and we had a breakthrough.", Namjoon stated firmly. Jungkook couldn't help but laugh as he got up and walked towards the entrance of the door to his bedroom.

"Bam, come here!", Jungkook called out as Namjoon stood watching with his arms crossed. Bam came running into the room and Namjoon walked out, giving Jungkook a thumbs up before heading back to Y/n.

Finally some alone time, he thought.

Jimin

{Sorry guys, I don't mean to bring astrology into this but it fits the idea I had so roll with it 🥸)

Jimin had actaully met you through Taehyung at his house during a small party Taehyung had been hosting.

Now becuase Jimin is a libra. And one of the things that everyone knows about libra's is that they live to flirt, they also fall fast and hard. So the same night Jimin; known worldwide for being a huge flirt, had met you, he was planning on trying to come up with a way to ask you out .

You two had been talking all night, the only problem was that you kept getting distracted by Yeontan the adorable Pomeranian who also wanted Y/n's full attention.

As the night progressed and Y/n became preoccupied with giving Yeontan treats, Taehyung had pulled Jimin over and jokingly told Jimin that he had competition, pointing to Yeontan.

Jimin facepalmed, finding it hard to believe that he was losing your affections to a DOG.

Jimin shoved Taehyung and made his way back over to you. Sitting back down and trying to pet Yeontan, and obviously trying to get on your radar too. Suddenly an idea came to him.

"Yeontan, it's Uncle Jiminie", Jimin said petting Yeontan on the top of his head. Yeontan looked over at him for a second before looking back at Y/n.

Y/n laughed as she looked up at Jimin, asking him if he wanted to maybe get a drink or something one time, to you know...talking about Yeontan.

Jimin smiled and agreed, somewhat relieved that he didn't have to make the first move after all, and overly ecstatic about the fact that the feelings were mutual.

Taehyung

You and Taehyung had actually gotten close because you not only lived in his building, but actually walked Yeontan for him when he was away busy with his schedule.

You lived a few apartments down from each other, and frequently came home at the same time, so after a few months of faint smiles and glances at each other, Taehyung struck up conversation first. Complimenting your outfit, well, mainly your long coat as it was the middle of winter and you were in as many layers as possible.

You blushed, not expecting him to have said anything at all considering your history of silent exchanges. You muttered a quite thank you in response before turning the key into your lock. Before you could fully open your door though, you felt someone's hand on your shoulder.

You turned around startled but calmed down immediately upon the realization that it was just Taehyung.

He apologized for starling you before he started speaking again, "Listen, I've actually been looking for someone to look after my dog Yeontan for the few times I have to go out of town, but I haven't found anyone I can trust with him. I see you everyday and you're only down the hall, would you be interested in maybe watching him a few times?", he finished asking as he looked down at you committed to getting a yes.

You don't know why you agreed, I mean, you didn't know him THAT well, you were just neighbors, maybe it was his sultry deep voice that lured you in, but you found yourself agreeing.

Taehyung cheered excitedly and asked for your phone number so he could reach you when he needed, and after that day, you two become inseparable.

Tae had really grown to appreciate you and you felt the same way, however, Taehyung had other feelings brewing too.

Taehyung didn't want to admit it but he had developed a bit of a crush on you...

So when he had you over to watch a movie one day, he decided to make his move. However, the one guy that brought them together in the first place seemed to be the one delaying any romance at the current moment.

Yeontan sat nuzzled between Y/n and Taehyung.

Tae tried to slide his arm around your shoulders, but because he wasn't sitting as close to you as he'd have liked, the classic arm over shoulder trick didn't have its desired effect on you since you barely even noticed.

Eventually Taehyng couldn't take it and decided to pretend to throw something in the other direction off the couch and Yeontan bounced off.

Y/n looked at Taehyung confused before looking at Taehyung's arm behind her and noticing the awkward position his arm was in.

"Ohhhhh", Y/n smirked as she scooted closer to Taehyung. "That's why you told Yeontan to scram.", Y/n laughed as Taehyung's face turned bright red.

He didn't think Y/n would catch on so quickly.

Jungkook

Jungkook had met you through BigHit and you quickly became friends. What was funny about your relationship was that Y/n actually liked Jungkook first.

Though they were friends and spent a lot of time together, Y/n was too shy to ever bring up any feelings. Jungkook had a lot of women interested in him and though he never really expressed interest in any of them, he would play along just so he didn't make anyone feel awkward. Of course, Y/n had to pretend like she didn't care even though she knew his 'advances with the women weren't genuine, she still didn't like having to watching it.

What ended up happening was that one day while Jungkook was having a conversation with Namjoon, he ended up spilling the fact that he was looking for a particular partner and as he was describing this person, Joon pointed out that Kook basically described you.

Hence Jk's crush was born. Or shall we say, his crush was unearthed

Sooooo, when Jungkook invited you out for a walk with Bam one day, you two were walking and having fun as the two of you usually do. You happened to be holding Bam's leash, and JK was ready to profess his love for you. He had a whole speech prepared in his head and everything.

But before he could even do that, Bam started running and you, due to holding the leash, was now being sent all over the place as Bam sent Y/n running with him.

Yes, Bam had ruined Jungkook's confession.

So Jungkook, being all sporty, caught up to the two of you easily and took Bam's leash. You laughed as you kneeled over, trying to catch your breathe. Jungkook teased you about your lack of athleticism and you pushed him over. Now the both of you were laughing.

In the midst of all of that, Jungkook just blurted it out. "I like you".

You stopped laughing and stood up straight, giving him a confused look. "What?", you asked. Y/n was nervous, what'd he mean that he likes me?

"I uh, like you, like, uh, like,like you, y- you know", Jungkook's eyes were darting back and forth from you and Bam who was staring up at his owner adoringly.

Man, if only dogs could talk, cuz this is awkward, Jungkook thought to himself.

"Well, I um, like,like,you", Y/n said looking down.

"Good", he said.

"Yep", Y/n said as they continued walking.

Kook couldn't wait to tell Namjoon. He was in love.

#bts #bts scenarios #bts writing #jungkook #jin #suga #jhope #rm #taehyung #park jimin #jimin #bts reactions #bts fanfic #seokjin #hoseok

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strawberryspence · 1 year

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happy birthday @henderdads! this one's for you my beautiful friend! i am extremely glad you were born! 🍰🥂🥳

Truthfully, Steve didn't think he'd live past nineteen. He remembers not wanting to get past twenty.

After everything. After having fought and surviving five silent wars, after studying and graduating, after teaching for years, after being a father, a son, a brother and a friend.

After everything. After Steve lived his life the best he could, he settles down.

He settles down in a field, just outside the outskirts of his childhood hometown. It's a small cottage, a few miles away from Hopper's old cabin. It's usually empty now, but it's there when the gremlins want a vacation. When they just want to unplug and find peace.

Somewhere, a few miles down from Steve's, is a tiny hidden house. Its hidden by shades of trees and vines of flowers. Behind it, is Robin and Nancy's cottage. At first, Nancy wasn't really sure about the idea of living in the middle of the forest. But no one— not even her wife— could stop Robin from following Steve to the ends of this world. Now, they live there most of the year, and half they spend in the city.

There's a soft breeze on his face as Steve slowly braids a flower into a crown with shaky hands. It's from the old age, he thinks. But if Robin was here, she would say it's from all the fights. It's muscle memory, as he weaves through the crown. He must've made hundreds of them when Aurora and Arwen was growing up.

Steve's two little princesses. Not that they're little anymore. His little girls are now women. Running about around the country, doing their own things, leaving their marks in this world.

When he finally locks the last end of the stem from the other part, he sighs with relief. The weather is nice. The sun directly hitting him on his face, the wind cascading and making the trees shake. The sound of it so relaxing, his eyes flutter shut. Steve lays his back on the picnic blanket, he knows he'll regret it later, but what the hell?

He thinks about the life he has lived and the life he is still living. Seventeen year old Steve Harrington didn't even think he would reach this age, didn't think he'd ever be this happy. But here he is. Comfortable in his wrinkly skin, happy.

There's leaves crunching as he hears the soft footsteps of someone walking to him.

"Sweetheart."

Steve peeps an eye open, and at first he doesn't see anything but the bright beam of the sun. But the figure moves, blocking the sun and everything in Steve's whole axis stops.

The figure smiles down at him. There's a few more wrinkles on his face when he smiles. The scar on his left cheek is barely even there anymore. His hair tucked into a small bun and when the wind blows, there's tiny wisps of hair that moves along. He's beautiful. He's always been beautiful. It's been more than forty years, and Eddie Munson still leaves him breathless.

There's rustling as Eddie kneels and sits beside him on the picnic blanket, "Sweetheart, I told you not to lay on the ground. Your back is going to hurt tonight. I swear to God if you say a damn word about it."

Steve snickers, holding out a hand so he can get some help to sit up. Eddie glares at him but takes it, helping him to sit up and sag against the trunk of the tree shading them.

"It's my birthday, Eds. I deserve the birthday massage."

Eddie raises an eyebrow at him, "The birthday massage I gave you this morning wasn't enough?"

Steve feels himself blush, nudging his elbow on Eddie, "Shut up."

Eddie laughs. Open, loud and free. Steve will never get tired of hearing it. He moves closer to kiss Steve's cheek, "I can't believe you still blush over the shit I say. We basically have nine nuggets together, that's more than you wanted."

Steve groans, "Will you ever let the Winnebago thing go?"

Eddie smirks at him, bopping his nose with his finger, "Never."

Steve rolls his eyes, but moves closer to deposit the flower crown he made on Eddie's head. The colorful flowers brighten up his whole face, making him look like an actual prince.

"My prince." Steve whispers as he kisses Eddie. It's a chaste kiss. Soft, wonderful, familiar; his husband's lips.

Steve has lived a life with his husband. It's not really Steve who wanted to settle down and retire in the cottage in the first place. It was Eddie.

When he finally got tired of the glitz and glam of Hollywood. Eddie wanted to run away, to somewhere quiet, to some place they could call their home. Steve found this little cottage for the two of them, because he wants to give Eddie everything. But most of all he wants to give him peace. He still writes a few songs. Because he's the most passionate about that. He usually sells it to some newer, younger singer.

"You want to blow your cake?" Eddie asks, pulling him out of his thoughts. Steve didn't even notice that Eddie was holding a small box.

"You know Dustin will be mad if he finds out, right?" Steve asks, as Eddie pulls out the cake from the box. He helps him though, as Eddie sticks a few candles on the homemade cake.

"Eh. What he doesn't know won't hurt him." Eddie winks at him from behind his glasses. He flickers the lighter open and lights the candles.

The wind gives them mercy for a tiny while. The candle fire sway with the wind but doesn't die.

"Come on, big boy. Make a wish."

Steve watches as Eddie holds up the cake in front of him. There's a message on it, written in messy cursive writing. It says, "Happy 60th Birthday, Steve!"

Steve has spent so many birthdays, waking up to this exact image. Eddie holding up a birthday cake and asking him to make a wish. And though, Eddie's older now, with a few more wrinkles and some white hairs, his eyes will always still be that same shade of brown, the same one Steve stared at and fell in love with as Eddie held a broken bottle against his neck. Steve swears he will never get tired of it.

Steve smiles and blows on his candles.

"What did you wish for, Stevie?" Eddie smiles at him, tender and fond and filled with love.

"If I say it, it won't come true." Steve answers, making Eddie roll his eyes.

"Fine."

From inside the cottage, they hear a familiar voice shouting, "Dad! Papa! I am here! I picked up Auntie Rob on the way over. Cause you know, she's always late."

Even from far away, they can hear the gasp of surprise Robin lets out. "Aurora Eunice Munson-Harrington! You really are your fathers daughter!"

There is a cacophony of laughter and giggling. It sounds just like home.

Eddie turns at him, standing up slowly as he offers his hand to Steve.

"Let's go?"

Steve takes it happily, "Let's go."

As he walks towards his home, he sighs in content.

Steve didn't wish for anything else, not when he has everything he has ever wanted. Instead, he whispers a soft gratitude to whatever Deity decided that he deserves this life.

Steve's just glad he decided to live past nineteen to see— to have— this life made just for him.

#i love birthdays #it makes me irrationally emotional #tw suicide thoughts #very light #steddie #steve harrington x eddie munson fluff #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie ficlet #steddie fic #steddie hcs #steddie headcanon #daeheadcanons #dae writes

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mercurygray · 2 months

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March prompts: Daisy chain 😊

Poets couldn't make more perfect days than this.

The day was clear and warm, the last of the summer slowly dribbling away as autumn poked its head around the corner. Far away across the field the leaves were just starting to turn, and here in the grass everything around them was tall and brown with summer, full of daisies and the very last of the cornflowers.

This was one of the only places on the base they could go to be alone. Bucky was stretched out with his hands folded behind his head, uniform jacket tossed over the bag she'd brought the picnic in. The blanket he was lying on was her standard army issue one, pulled from the end of her bed, and Cord had a sudden thought that when they were done here there was a faint chance it was going to smell like him.

She turned her face up to the sun, closing her eyes and breathing deep. She could remember lots of afternoons like this, sitting out at the air races with her dad, ten or eleven years old and bored to death that they had to sit and watch another round of planes go by. He'd pulled up dandelions, in between the heats, and taught her how to make them into crowns, grabbing the longest and leggiest plants. I used to make these for your mother, he'd told her, hands moving gracefully in and out.

It wasn't until she was older that she realized that it wasn't ever her mother sending her away but her father taking her with - to share something that mattered to him, sure, but to get her out of the house for the afternoon, give her mother time to rest. That was early, when they didn't know how sick she was - or how much time she had left.

Two years later, when the grass was starting to grow over her grave, when the air races were back she asked to go. They sat in the outfield with their orange Nehis and wax-papered sandwiches, and Cord remembered aloud how her mom had always made them ham and cheese. Her father explained that was because it was easy, and he'd never told her how much he hated ham, and Cord realized then just how much her father missed her mother.

Her fingers still remembered the movements, after a few false starts - she snuck some cornflowers in, here and there, just to see how the blue looked.

"Here, sit up."

Bucky opened his eyes and sniffed, forcing himself upright, and she placed the circlet of flowers on his head and sat back on her knees to admire him, the sun touching the flowers with extra snap, their white faces brilliant in the sunshine.

He gingerly touched the crown, his fingers almost comically large next to the little daisies. "How do I look?" he asked. "Does this make me king of something?"

"Do you want to be king?"

"I do, yeah." His smile was all warmth and summer, eyes creasing with joy, and she thought for a moment of Puck, ready to make mischief.

"King of the pilots?"

"Nah, I'm already one of those," he said with a grin, leaning forward so his face was closer to her own, raising one hand to her face, his thumb tracing the line of her chin. "I want to be the king of kissing you."

He said things and meant them, John Egan, and she both knew that it was silly to argue and pointless to try. "Guess you'd better get started then," she said, and his lips were sudden and warm, his body urging her backwards until she was giggling in the grass, and he was opening her shirt, and the daisies were tickling her skin, and she was at home in his arms and queen of everything.

#asked and answered #orlissa #i have written a thing #mercurygraypresents #cordelia callaway #john egan x oc #masters of the air OC

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nightfurylover31 · 1 year

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I really love Adam Bryce Thomas's cover for the 5th Year Anniversary issue! It's so cute! I was hoping the mini issue we were getting was centered around it, but we got something else. So I decided to write something about it! Capturing everything that happens in every picture, keeping it within canon range. I hope you all like it.

*takes place before #57*

The air was refreshing. Much warmer than it had been, yet the breeze had a bit of a chill. The cherry blossoms had bloomed and some of their petals had begun to fall. Other flowers had started opening. A clear sign of early spring. As such, the Riverside Romp was the place to be.

“Wow, it just started but the place is already packed,” Sonic said as he and Amy walked through the entrance.

“It is one of the biggest celebrations around the villages in this area,” Amy responded.

The river in this zone branched out into several villages. As such, everyone gathered in the field outside of Riverside, celebrating the new season. Sonic recognized folks from Vista View, Windmill Village, Barricade Town, Spiral Hill, and more. There were tents and food stands set up all over. The festival lasted all weekend, but even the first day was filled with guests.

“I’m glad you decided to join us, Sonic.” Amy was going with Cream and Vanilla, but decided to ask Sonic as well. Things had been tough on him lately, so she thought he needed to relax a bit. And she figured having the Rabbit family would put him more at ease about coming.

“Sure thing, I’ve always wanted to come to one of these.”

“With all that’s been happening, this is just the kind of break we needed. Especially you.”

“Oh come,” Sonic rolled his eyes. “don’t start that again. The last few adventures were rough, but nothing I couldn’t handle.”

Amy put her hands on her hips. “You were violently electrocuted, and then nearly brain swapped with a robot. And both times your leg was injured.”

Sonic let out a sheepish chuckle. “What can I say? Trouble always seems to find me.”

The pink hedgehog sighed, resting her hand on her forehead. While she admired Sonic’s spirit, she wished he didn’t take these kinds of experiences so lightly.

“My point is there’s nothing wrong taking it easy.”

“I know, and you’re right. Let’s just enjoy today. I hear they got special chili dogs at these things.”

Amy couldn’t help but laugh as Sonic licked his lips at the thought of trying the food.

“Mr. Sonic! Ms. Amy! Hurry!” The two turned to see Cream calling them as she and her mother had already entered the gate.

“What are we waiting for?” Sonic smiled. “Let’s go!”

The group spent some time together until Cream saw a face painting booth. She got the artist to paint Cheese’s face while Sonic and Amy continued. There were souvenir stands with handmade clothing, bags and accessories. Naturally, the former stopped when he saw a hotdog stand. With so many toppings he had to try one with everything. Next to it was a backed goods stand, which Amy was drawn to. The large heart-shaped cookies hanging overhead looked especially delicious. As the two headed over to the picnic tables to eat and rejoin their friends, Amy noticed a familiar woolly figure making their way to the river.

“Sonic, go ahead,” she said as she gave her treats to him. “I’ll catch up.” The blue hedgehog shrugged but did as he was told.

Outside of the festivities, Amy met up with a lone girl sitting on a log.

“Hello Lanolin.”

The sheep turned her head. “Oh, Ms. Rose. I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Lanolin was part of the Restoration. She joined just after the Neo Metal incident. She had been helping regularly. If memory served correctly, she was now an assistant to Jewel.

“I came with my friends, and please, call me Amy. No need for formalities.” Amy sat down beside her. “What are you doing here instead of the party? It looks like something’s bothering you.”

Lanolin hung her head low, looking at her hands folded in her lap. “I just wonder… if I’m really making a difference.”

“What do you mean?”

“When you and Sonic saved my town, I realized how helpless I was. I couldn’t do anything. I wanted to do more. So I joined the Restoration to help. But even so, I feel like I haven’t done anything.”

“That’s not true,” Amy quickly defended. “You’ve helped with the evacuations when we were dealing with the Metal Virus. You even protected the survivors when we were in Spiral Hill and Angel Island. That’s something.”

“Barely. Most of the Zombots were focusing more on the areas I wasn’t in. And when the Zeti attacked HQ, I didn’t fight back either. I just grabbed as many people as I could find and hid. I feel like a coward.”

“Protecting people is just as important as fighting. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

“But it’s…” The sheep went quiet.

Sensing her discouragement, Amy took a deep breath and sighed. “It’s not enough. You want to contribute more.”

Lanolin nodded. “You and the others do such amazing things. I know I can’t do anything like that, but-"

“You just haven’t found it yet.”

“W-what?” Lanolin was caught off guard by Amy's interruption.

“You haven’t found your special skill yet. Something only you can do. I had my own problems figuring it out, but I kept trying.” With that Amy started fidgeting with her fingers. “Honestly, you remind me of how I used to be. I wanted to go on adventures with Sonic, but I was just getting in the way. Even after getting my hammer, I still felt like I was a bother most of the time. But even if I can’t run fast, fly, or anything super special, I still try to help in any way I can. No matter how small.”

Hearing this caused Lanolin to smile. She rubbed her cheek, as if wiping a tear. “Thanks for that, Amy. I’m still not sure what I could do to help more.”

“Well, is there any way you can think of to make the Restoration more effective?”

The sheep blinked for a moment, then put her hand to her chin to think. After a while, she spoke “Considering all the havoc Dr. Eggman has caused… if there was some way to get the jump on him…”

“Like a response team? That’s a great idea!” A way to stop Eggman before things get too out of control. That way there would be less collateral damage, and less Sonic would have to deal with. Amy knew he loved the thrill of the fight, and she didn’t want to take that from him, but so much weight had been put on him lately. Some have even blamed him for certain events due to his actions. If people did more, they wouldn’t have to keep relying on him or turn any distress towards him.

“It’s just a thought. I don’t know how to pull it off—”

“But it’s a start, and that’s what matters,” the hedgehog assured. “As a very special friend of mine says, ‘nothing starts until you take action.’”

“Smart advice,” Lanolin agreed.

Amy got up and motioned her hand. “Come on. Let’s get back. There’s still plenty of fun to be had.”

The two headed back to the festival. Lanolin saw her friends before Amy did, so they split up. She saw the gang still at the tables eating. Though she couldn’t help but notice a few bites missing from her cookie.

“I’m sorry Ms. Amy,” Cream apologized. “Cheese was hungry, and I couldn’t stop him.” The Chao still had crumbs on his face. His face painting had also been smudged trying to wipe them off.

Amy simply patted bunny on the head. “Don’t worry about it, Cream. There’s still plenty left, and we’re here to have fun."

After going around to more of the stands, the last event of the day was about to start. Sparklers were passed out some people. Amy watched the lights dance around, careful that the sparks didn’t hit her hand. Everyone gathered as the mayor of Windmill Village stood at the front. The old ram cleared his throat and began to speak.

“Thanks to all of you for coming out and joining us! I know the last year has been hard on us all, but that’s exactly why we need to celebrate the good days we have. We must cherish everything and everyone around us and let them know how they mean to us. Spring is a time of new beginnings. I’m sure new stories and opportunities are awaiting each and every one of you. So let us welcome it all with open arms.” He raised his fist in the air. “To a wonderful year!”

“Yeah!”

The crowd cheered with absolute bliss. Amy was so in the moment she didn’t even realize she was holding Sonic’s hand. Soon the music picked up, and everyone was singing and dancing. This went on for a few more hours.

As the sun began to set, everyone began to head home. Cream and Vanilla waved goodbye as they parted ways from Amy and Sonic.

“That was so much fun,” Sonic exclaimed as he stretched his arms in the air. “Thanks for inviting me along, Ames.”

“I’m glad you joined us too,” Amy beamed. She felt much more at ease than she had been in a while, and she could tell Sonic did as well. The way his quills bent down, the way he smiled. She knew how to read him by now when he was tense. She did not see that now. All cares and troubles were out of mind. It felt great to finally be able to relax without Eggman or anyone else ruining it. “We should come again next year. We could invite Tails, Knuckles, Tangle, Whisper, and the others to come too.”

“Or it could just the two of us and make it a date,” the blue hedgehog said casually.

Amy froze in place. Her face turned bright red. She looked at Sonic, who was sporting his smug grin.

She gave him a playful shove. “Don’t tease me like that!”

“What? I thought that’s what you wanted, right?”

"Sonic, you-"

The two friends continued laughing as they made their way home.

#sonic idw #idw sonic #idw sonic spoilers #amy rose #sonic the hedgehog #lanolin the sheep #cream the rabbit #vanilla the rabbit #fanfic

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Sabo Winter Picnic

Sabo frowned as sat in the kitchen preparing everything for a small panic he planned. He read about winter picnics in a book the other when looking for romantic date ideas. He thought of his lover who was getting bored being cooped inside. He had been worried about her health and mental state. He read once in a book that a weak mental state meant poor health.

He had worried about her, as he looked up great ideas to do for winter dates. He found out about a winter picnic, sitting outside during a cold day surrounded by forest and with a thick blanket on the snow with both of them enjoying a warm meal and hot cocoa. He sighed as he cooked some fresh warm curry perfect for the date. The hot chocolate was already in a thermostat and in the picnic basket. He grabbed and placed the curry in another thermostat.

Looking over his list and at the picnic basket, it felt too empty he was missing something or a few things. He had the thick blanket, he had the food and utensils, the drink, and winter flowers as the middle piece. He frowned as he glanced over the book reading over and figured he would grab some pillows so they could sit on and enjoy the cold weather and view. Placing everything near the door he went to call his girlfriend.

He found her wrapped around a bunch of blankets, a book in her hand. Her eyebrows furred together when she got to the dramatic part of the book. He leaned on the frame and watched her expression change from anger to laughter. He admitted one of his hobbies was watching her read, all the expressions she made while reading made it enjoyable.

He cleared his throat catching her attention. She turned to him, seeing the faint little blush on her face, he couldn’t help but chuckle a little bit at her surprised expression which turned into slight annoyance. He must have interrupted a good part in her reading.

“Hey, do you want to go on a picnic?” he questioned, tilting his head, a blond bang falling over his eyes. His gloved hand ran through his hair putting it back in place.

“A picnic?” she titled her head, watching the snow fall gently. “It is cold and snowing,” she pointed out.

“I know but I think it would be fun to cuddle under the blanket watching the snow,” he answered her seductively.

She could feel her heart hammer in her chest at the comment, Sabo at times had a way of being smooth with words at times.

Getting dressed she followed him outside; he held out his hand wanting to hold her hand as they shuffled through the snow. It was cold, the cold breeze nipped at her nose, and the wind stung her cheek a bit, she shivered a bit having him push her closer wrapping his arms around her shoulder. Thanks to the devil fruit he eliminated warmth.

“So where are we going?” she finally questioned after five minutes of walking. A few landmarks looked familiar even while snow glittered under the sun.

Sabo paused as realization slowly hit him, he didn’t plan for the setting. The perfect setting where they could huddle up together enjoy their curry and later drink hot cocoa. He paused, they had been wandering aimlessly heading towards the flower field, their usual picnic spot. It was covered with her favorite type of field flowers, but with the snow, it would be buried.

She laughed watching her boyfriend trying to figure out where to take them next. That is one thing she loved about Sabo, he could be smooth one minute and perfectly plan something but then be clumsy the next. He seemed to forget one important detail about a winter picnic. He blushed as embarrassment set in, he couldn’t figure out how he messed up this bad.

“I am sorry,” he said, “I wanted to create the perfect date for you and messed up pretty badly,” he scratched the back of his head just happy to her hear laughter after so long.

“Why?” she questioned, tilting her head. She was enjoying being inside with him during the cold winter days, reading books with him, watching movies, and cuddling. There had been a few depressing days, and she was feeling claustrophobic, missing the adventures of the sea in the grand line but that was normal.

“You have been down lately,” he looked away titling his head embarrassed. She could see his ears turn a soft shade of pink.

“But you have been around, and we had lots of fun,” she said, watching his ears turn red. She tugged on his arms, “I think I know the perfect place to have a picnic,” It was a place she would go to when she needed a break or be alone.

He followed her steps, their steps crunching in the hard snow till they reached a cliff near the sea overlooking the horizon. It was a beautiful sight, everything around them glittered. The snow around them looked like fairy dust, while the ocean glittered like gold.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” she questioned staring at the ocean.

Sabo stared at her and smiled, “yeah it is,”

She glanced away feeling her cheeks heat up before helping him set up the picnic and he started a fire for them. “Sabo, you only brought one blanket,” she pouted.

“I know on purpose,” he took a seat on one of the pillows and patted the pillow next to them, “So we can cuddle,”

#revolutionary sabo #sabo the revolutionary #sabo one piece #one piece sabo #sabo x y/n #sabo x you #sabo x reader

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The Jason Todd Anomaly

Chapter 16: I'm Going to Need Energy

Fandom: Red Hood

Pairing: Jason Toddxfemale!Reader

Warnings: none, this is fluff

Summary: Jason and YN have a day off

Notes: I just wanted them to have fun before things started going to shit

YN winced as the sun poured in the now open window. She rolled to shove Jason to get him to close the curtain again but found he wasn’t in bed. She groaned and looked at the time, it was 10 AM. They hadn’t gone to sleep until after 4, why was he up so early? Especially on their day off. For once neither of the had anything. It was her day off from GCPD, he didn’t have any Owl activities going on, and they were still waiting for Alfred and Tim to identify the compound from Fries’s lab and figure out what it did.

“Jason Todd you better no have woken me up at the crack of dawn for no reason,” she groaned, sitting up finally to see Jason sitting on a chair, facing the bed, waiting for her. Her eyes narrowed some, but she couldn’t deny that her extremely hot boyfriend watching her, shirtless, leaning back in the chair to seem relaxed but showing off every muscle he had made her mouth water. He smirked, seeing her eyeing his form as he sat forward finally. “O don’t do that; you’re ruining the picture.” He chuckled and sat back again, making her smile.

“We are off today, and I thought instead of staying in and worrying about all the bullshit we have to do still for the investigation and for getting you ready to patrol alone we would get out of the city,” he said. YN stared.

“Out of the city? You can’t leave the city, no one…no, of course Red Hood has found a way out of the city,” she said. He nodded.

“I have three ways out of the city, depending on what I want to do,” he said. “We could go North towards Metropolis, South towards the ocean, or West towards the fields and lakes outside of Gotham. Your choice.” She nodded and got up.

“Let me take a shower and think about it,” she said. “How about you pack up some stuff for a picnic?” He got out of the chair and kissed her before grabbing a shirt and going down to the main area of the apartment. YN jumped in the shower and let the water wash her annoyance off her. Sometimes it irked her that Jason still didn’t think her able of helping Gotham on her own. Just when she thought he was seeing her as, maybe not equal, but at least capable of doing the things he and his family did. She didn’t have family in Gotham, hadn’t had family here for a long time and just when she thought one was welcoming her in, she hit a wall and realized that maybe she wasn’t there yet. It was frustrating. Maybe Jason was right, they needed a break, she needed a break. She was getting so tired from every night, going out and fighting, and it was affecting her mood. She knew he thought she was capable of helping, just not on his level yet, which was understandable, he’d been doing this since he was a child. Ya, they needed to get out of the city for a few hours so they could clear their heads. She got out of the shower, drying and dressing in comfy and for once, cute clothes that she found in the back of her drawers. She heard Jason in the kitchen and came down, walking over and leaning against the table.

“I have sandwiches, fruit, cut up some veggies, and I even grabbed some of those cupcakes I made that you loved,” he said. “You think that’s enough?” He turned and stared for a second. He hadn’t seen her in a dress since the party and well, he didn’t hate the sight. This wasn’t fancy, just a sundress, sleeveless, black with small pink flowers on it. Sometimes Jason forgot that under that badass exterior YN was soft and sweet and dammit she looked so good with her hair down, he wanted to run his fingers through it, maybe pull it a little for her to make that noise he loved. He pulled himself together, feeling his face getting a little red as he turned back to packing the backpack.

“I think that is plenty,” she said. “Should I change? I figured you’d like me straddling your bike in this.” Jason nearly groaned at the thought.

“No, I think you definitely should keep that on, at least until we have our picnic, I’m going to need energy to make you scream my name in an empty field,” he said, turning to see her blush a little. She shook her head, rolling her eyes. “Challenge accepted.”

“Do we need anything else?” YN asked, grabbing the blanket that he had draped over a chair. He shook his head, grabbing his keys and their phones, handing hers over.

Jason headed west, out of Gotham through a tunnel he had found in Two-Faces territory. It was hidden by a fake wall of rubble he had designed so that the crime lord didn’t realize it was there and brought in outside help for himself. Jason used it to gather supplies sometimes, carting in trucks whenever his people needed things. Now he and YN was speeding out of it, heading towards the mountains. It was sunny and warm, and Jason honestly had never done this before. The whole picnic idea had come from a romcom that he and YN had watched last week. He had never before had a girlfriend to do stuff like this for. Normally he would spend a night or two with someone, maybe even a few weeks, but it was never serious, never something he wanted to make permanent. YN, he wanted to do things like this for, things they did on TV and in the movies, this he wanted to stick. He didn’t slow until they were at a rest area that bordered a national park. It had picnic tables and hiking trails and was completely deserted. Perfect.

He parked the bike and YN was off it in a second, running to the middle of the wildflower field nearby and throwing her arms open, face turned towards the sun. It never seemed to shine in Gotham, and it felt amazing, being out where she could breathe clean air and feel the sun on her face. Jason put the bag down and ran over to her, arms wrapping around her from behind. She laughed, turning to face him, kissing him deeply.

“I love you,” she whispered, saying those words again. They made his heart still and he wasn’t sure if it was joy or fear that made that happen. God, he wanted her to love him, needed it sometimes, but it scared the shit out of him. She was fragile, not as ready to take on the truly loathsome people that Gotham had to offer. She was getting better, but she still could get hurt or worse and if she loved him…if he loved her, then that could disappear in an instant and that was terrifying. He didn’t know if he could admit it to himself that he loved her back. He knew he shouldn’t lie to himself, but this was too big, too much for him to handle, so he pushed the thought away and just kissed her again, distracting her with kisses and food and conversations about what high school was like for them, him being Robin and then dying midway through it, her being just a weird true crime obsessed kid who didn’t fit in. Anything besides the truth that he couldn’t say yet, couldn’t put into words. Because the words made it real and when it was real the thought of losing it was scarier than facing that crowbar in Joker’s hand.

#jason todd #red hood #jasontodd #redhood #jason todd x reader #red hood x reader #jasontoddxreader #redhoodxreader #jasontoddanomaly

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dont-f-with-moogles · 1 year

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Attack on Titan AU Valentine's Day Headcanons

Here we go - Valentine’s Day Headcanons for the main cast of AoT. Enjoy!

Armin - (the friend that is always single but the eternal advice-giver to those in relationships)

Armin - Armin has become more and more frustrated by the slow, painful progression of his best friends’ relationship. Everyone is aware that Eren and Mikasa have feelings for each other except for Eren and Mikasa. The tension is putting everyone on edge and Armin has had as much as he can take. As Valentine’s Day approaches, he decides on a scheme that will prompt Eren into confessing.

Armin’s first move is to drop a lie into his conversation with Eren; that allegedly Mikasa has Valentine’s Day plans with Jean and a few of the others. Eren is taken aback by his exclusion from the fictional social gathering. Later, his surprise turns to fury when Sasha and Connie deny their involvement and assume that the gathering only consists of Jean and Mikasa. Armin had hoped that Eren’s jealousy would fuel him to speak to Mikasa. Instead, in a wild temper, Eren confronts Jean. It is Mikasa’s anger, however, which eclipses Eren’s own. Disappointed with their childish in-fighting, she decides to avoid both Jean and Eren until after the holiday. Momentarily, Armin is guilt-ridden at the result of his endeavour. That is, until Eren approaches Mikasa. They speak about the source of Eren’s anger and insecurity concerning her and Jean. Eventually he finds the words to ask the question - “what am I to you?” And this time, Mikasa doesn’t say family.

It’s all in a day’s work for Armin Arlet, that ostensibly innocent, diabolical mastermind. Happy for his friends at last, he spends Valentine’s Day curled up beside his cat with a good book. His phone sits on the table next to him, ready to reply to anyone who needs his advice.

Eren x Mikasa

Eren - when asked about his Valentine’s Day plans, Eren declares that Mikasa has shown no interest in the holiday. “She’s not like other girls. She’s cool,” he smugly assures his friends. Unaware of their ridiculing, Armin takes him to one side and tells him that this might not entirely be the case. He translates Mikasa’s ‘girl speak’ for Eren, convincing him that Mikasa is in fact expecting him to organise some form of celebration to mark the occasion. Whilst Eren disagrees at first, he soon realises that Armin is right. Then the second and far more pressing problem presents itself; Eren has no idea where to take her. Again, Armin comes to his rescue. He suggests that Eren and Mikasa take a long walk across the Ackermans’ farmland and into the beautiful woods that lay at the edge of their field. It’s a personal place for Mikasa, filled with childhood memories. He tells Eren to pack a picnic and spend the afternoon with her; for Mikasa loves nothing more than the peace and solitude of the woods, other than his company.

Mikasa - If the Valentine’s Day arrangements were left up to Mikasa, then she would ensure that Eren’s day would consist of his two favourite things: destroying titans and cheeseburgers. She would book day passes to the new Titan-themed amusement park which has recently opened up outside of town. The centre has high ropes, zip wires and a rifle range so Eren would be in his element. Afterwards, they would grab burgers at a mid-range restaurant (nowhere too fancy as they’re still students!)

Sasha x Niccolo (and Connie)

Niccolo - Niccolo knows that Sasha would never be interested in traditional Valentine’s gifts such as flowers or jewellery, but they have been dating for a few months and he wants to get her a gift. Consequently, he ambushes her after school one afternoon with a bouquet. Sasha is shocked by his sudden appearance whilst Connie finds the whole situation hilarious. When Sasha looks more closely, she sees that Niccolo has actually purchased her a chicken nugget bouquet. It is her wildest dream come true. (I saw this on Facebook and immediately thought of Sasha!)

Niccolo (Modern AU) - Sasha goes out for dinner at Nico’s restaurant. Connie and Jean accompany her and the three of them enjoy the best meal they have ever had. Sasha stays behind after the other two have left. She enters the kitchen, where Niccolo is busy wiping down the surfaces. Sasha wraps her arms around Nico's waist and kisses him softly on the neck. At the sound of her whispered “thank you,” he turns around and takes her face in his hands…

Sasha - Niccolo’s culinary skills and restaurant recommendations are usually the inspiration for their dates. However, on this particular Valentine’s Day, Sasha decides to return the favour and cook him a mouth-watering dinner. The only issue is that she can never rid her house of her parents and siblings. Luckily Niccolo’s parents are going out for Valentine’s Day, leaving them with a free house at last. Sasha is thrilled to take over the kitchen and show Niccolo that she can cook too, whilst Niccolo has something else planned for dessert (wink wink).

Connie - Niccolo has Sasha all to himself on Valentine's Day so it is only fair that Connie gets his best friend back on the 15th February. All the unsold Valentine’s Day chocolates are half price in the shops so the pair sprint into town with empty backpacks. This year is much like any other; both of them eat until they are sick.

Jean - Jean is heartlessly mocked by his friends for not having a date on Valentine’s Day. Angered, Jean contradicts them, insisting that he has just started seeing someone. When asked for details, Jean only divulges that the mysterious girl is “cute” and goes to another school. When posed with further questions, Jean explains that the school would not be known to them as it is in another town. Soon his friends’ questions turn to demands for proof. Jean continues to defend his position, claiming that his new girlfriend isn’t on social media and he hasn’t taken any photos of them together on his phone yet. He almost has the others convinced when Connie asks for the girl’s name. Jean hesitates for a second too long, before storming off to a chorus of cruel laughter.

Marco - is single and without a date for Valentine’s Day. His friends are outraged on his behalf and Marco feigns his disappointment. In reality, he is secretly content to be by himself as there is no one he is currently interested in. (I headcanon Jean as straight and Marco as gay. I imagine that Jean didn’t realise this about Marco straightaway and when he found out he maintained his distance, incorrectly assuming that Marco’s friendliness was due to his interest in him. Hurt and shocked by Jean’s narrow-minded reaction, Marco confronted him. It took a while for the two to make up but eventually they did. Now Marco just brings the whole episode up occasionally to annoy Jean).

Historia/Christa x Ymir (and Reiner)

Reiner - Reiner has put considerable time into preparing for this moment. He has been on the receiving end of Christa’s smiles and flirtatious small talk enough times to consider himself eligible for a date with her. Today is the day. Reiner has practised his words (which even Bertolt seemed taken in by), and he has put on his best shirt. As the bell announces break time, he slinks by the lockers. Christa is speaking to Ymir. Reiner approaches slowly, pausing to withdraw a comb from his pocket to smooth back his hair. Ymir is partially blocking his view of Christa. This girl is emotionally and physically getting in his way; for Reiner is forced to angle around a passerby just to keep his eyes on Christa. Reiner continues and Ymir leans forward a little more. Then, just before Reiner can open his mouth, she kisses her! Reiner stands there, frozen. This is certainly not how he and Bert rehearsed it. (Or was it? ;) - Stolen from HIMYM but it just fits them perfectly!)

Historia - As Ymir has taken the lead on so many relationship-defining moments (the confession, first kiss, first date, first-), Historia wants to plan a Valentine’s Day that she will never forget. Historia has saved up every pay cheque from her weekend job at Shingeki coffee so she can take Ymir out for a night in the city. However she only manages to afford their train fare; nothing else. Still, the pair walk around the capital with hands clasped, despite the judgemental whispers of the bourgeoisie. Giggling at their ridiculous top hats, frock coats and fine feathers, Historia and Ymir run towards the city centre. They window shop, stare up at impressive landmarks and gaze hungrily into fine dining establishments. Historia and Ymir end their date by grabbing takeout at the station before devouring it on the train ride home. People stare; they don’t care.

Ymir - takes Historia out to her favourite dessert restaurant. Over a plate of crepes and strawberries, Ymir tells Historia that she is in love with her. Historia is astonished and only manages a weak “thank you.” Despite the sting of her lukewarm response, Ymir insists that Historia must have known how she felt and is content to wait until she is ready to say it back (“however long it takes.”)

Bertolt x Annie (and Reiner again, lol)

Bertolto - Bertolt cherishes his friendship with Reiner but he often finds it difficult to make himself heard when in his presence. Despite his assurances to Reiner that he is content enough to remain as Annie’s friend and content enough to receive monosyllabic replies from her during conversations, Reiner refuses to listen. Bert really doesn’t want to admit his true feelings for Annie but, unfortunately, his best friend has other ideas. He coaches Bertolt on everything from his clothing, to the manner in which he should approach her, to the precise wording of his confession.

As Valentine’s Day looms ever closer, Reiner gives a heartening pep talk for Bertolt’s benefit before all but marching him over to where Annie is retrieving her bag and shoes from her locker. She glances up, frowning at Reiner’s grandiose greeting. His head turns and he catches Bert not walking but running away. Annie is speechless.

Levi x Hange

Levi - Levi would be filled with trepidation as Valentine’s Day approaches. In the two weeks since he and Hange kissed unexpectedly in his apartment, he has found himself quietly irritated at her carelessly cheerful demeanour. He had imagined that the pair would talk about the situation at least but Hange has said nothing on the subject. This has left Levi to brood over the implications of the kiss, whilst Hange has been strolling around the school quite oblivious to his internal conflict. Alone, he cannot figure out how to move forward, ideally to securing a date.

A mixture of frustration and anxiety eventually pushes him over the edge. One day, as Hange is walking buoyantly down the corridor, Levi steps out and seizes her by the collar. Possibly he had imagined his gesture to be a romantic one, but in reality it amounts to a stream of half-shouted shit-themed insults culminating in a threat. Based on the 16,000 yen that she still owes him, Levi demands that she buys him dinner that Saturday. Startled at first, Hange slowly manages a sly grin, leaving Levi in wide-eyed disbelief that she would ever say yes to an emotionally-constipated asshole like him. Then again, when has Hange ever reacted to anyone or anything appropriately?

Levi - (Modern AU) - As someone who favours being outdoors, Levi would make an effort to organise a scenic and entertaining date. Whether this involves a museum visit, a hike, horseback riding or a long walk through the city streets, he would ensure that it is enough to impress. Sophisticated dining would follow, either upon a building terrace with a panoramic view or his favourite tea salon. When in a more established relationship, he would favour home dates; cleaning his place until it is spotless before cooking a nice meal from scratch.

Hange - (Modern AU) - Hange knows exactly what Levi likes. She cleans their apartment until it is positively gleaming before setting up the rice cooker for his favourite meal; plain rice with no garnish. Levi arrives home from work and is stunned by the shining countertops. He turns to the doorway where Hange is standing, hair still dripping from her bath. His heart is racing but his look of disdain gives nothing away.

“You’re wasting your time with all this cleaning, Four Eyes.” Levi approaches her, hands loosening his tie. “You see, things are about to get real dirty…”

(Special thanks: youre-ackermine; wanderlust-queen-writes; sixpennydame)

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