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T’Mira (Vulcan OC) and Amelia thinker upper here!! This is going to be long probably so i apologize 😞😞

Basically they’re two damaged and lonely people trying their hardest to be happy. And end up finding that happiness and understanding through each other. I’m a SAP and it’s just two people helping each other heal… both have bad mommy issues and OCD AND PTSD so it’s them progressing towards a happy ending for the both of them. They both think their minds are too chaotic to be loved but No!!! They find beauty in each other!!!!

descriptions:

Amelia is 5’2, white and a ginger. She’s got a raspy voice with somewhat of an appalachian accent. she’s kinda a bitch and enjoys fucking with people but is incredibly doting to people she likes

T’mira is 6’3, with brown skin and black hair that’s often put in Very elaborate updos, and moles. She’s soft spoken with a gravelly voice that has been meticulously schooled into being steady

roughly main universe plot is that Amelia is decently well known author and T’mira ADORES (logically) her books. Has every copy, follows her on social media, is planning to go to a book signing, etc. Coincidentally, though neither of them know this, they’re both stuck on a smaller Earth colony in the same rural region for a few months.

T’mira tries to take Sekir’s (ex-betrothed) hover bike into town, but it breaks down on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere. After an hour of not knowing what to do, an antique Terran truck pulls over. T’mira almost has a heart attack when Amelia Monroe pops her head out and asks if she needs any help. T’mira agrees to let Amelia take her into town to get the bike fixed, very much internally screaming. Amelia introduces herself and starts talking her up, and T’mira ends up pretending she doesn’t know who Amelia is in a split moment decision (she’s too embarrassed and doesn’t know how to bring it up) (which she will spend the next weeks panicking over bc she doesn’t want to look creepy but ALSO she’s having an increasingly difficult time not mentioning her books).

They end up getting dinner at Amelia’s request (T’mira mentions she’s never had italian, so they Have to go have italian. Also amelia finds T’mira Extremeeely attractive and is flirting with her) and T’mira finds herself? strangely talkative?? she’s incredibly nervous but it’s almost overridden by the want to know more about her favorite author. Amelia asks for her number “just in case your bike breaks down again” (Lie!) and T’mira readily, though clumsily accepts. T’mira’s about to head off, but she keeps fiddling with the chatbox, preemptively trying to word a message asking amelia if she wanted to go to a museum in town, planning on sending it later. BUT, she accidentally sends it as she’s about it leave. Amelia sees it, smiles at T’mira, and says out loud that she’d love to. She also sends t’mira a winky face text before driving off. At Sekir’s home, T’mira finds herself thinking back to Amelia, and how much she was both alike and completely different to what T’mira had imagined

On amelia’s part, at first she’s just very willing to flirt with a very pretty girl. The relationship unexpectedly becomes so much deeper than that, and after years of push and pull, they do finally end up together. The pining is horrible and Amelia finds herself completely smitten with T’mira in mere months

AND ALSO! very sorry this is so long BUT i did want to mention my very favorite AU of them, which is their reverse first contact AU.

TW for mention of abuse and child abuse

Vulcans, while still logical, are less advanced in this AU, as during this time they’ve just started exploring the universe and have yet to make any sort of first contact. Meanwhile, Earth is coming out of a great war era, very slowly rebuilding itself. Amelia, a teenager, is forced onto a Luxury Space Cruise by her family, as her father won the trip through the lottery. Her mother is incredibly abusive, and Amelia is counting down the days until she can go back to Earth to be away from her. One night, after a horrible encounter with her mother, she runs off injured into a storage closet. Suddenly, she finds herself phasing into the wall, her entire body shaking as she’s surrounded by a pulsating light. Amelia opens her eyes to what looks like a control room, face to face with 3 VERY CONFUSED aliens on the night shift. She makes a run for it, sprinting into the main halls of the unfamiliar ship, cementing the unofficial first contact for both species

T’mira is the only teenager on the research vessel, a prodigy from a noble family, accompanying her mother to help with science shit. Briefly, she catches a glimpse of a running Red figure down the corridor, but that’s the most she sees of Amelia until later. Weeks past, and those in charge of Amelia’s health (with approval from T’mira’s mother) decide it’s best to try to introduce T’mira and Amelia, as they appear to be around the same age and Amelia may find comfort in that. Both girls think the other is very beautiful, though T’mira is more repressed about it. (T’mira is so nervous at first. once amelia starts attempting conversation and showing t’mira human things, though, t’mira nerds out and become fascinated with amelia and her trinkets. also her smiles and laughs. no homo tho)

Amelia warms up to T’mira pretty damn quickly, and T’mira comes to find her company strangely relaxing, not to mention fascinating. They spend most of their time watching Vulcan reality TV. The the rest is history as Amelia stays with T’mira for over a year, spending most that time on Vulcan while the government tries to figure out what the fuck to do. Of course they end up falling in love with each other. The two mind meld twice, both instances shaking T’mira and (unknowingly) creating a bond between them. She Knows her relationship with Amelia is… different, but she’s too scared of the implications. They also kiss twice, the pining and yearning is also horrible and long here

Eventually, Amelia is transported back to Earth, coincidentally when the warp test happens, T’mira beside her for support. Amelia is reunited with her friends, and the Earth, and T’mira stays by her side for a small while. But, she must leave eventually. They’re HORRIBLY in love with each other and unknowingly have a t’hy’la bond (couldn’t help myself), but T’mira still leaves. Years later, T’mira and Sekir come together to have a priestess break their betrothal bond in secret, but!! gasp!! t’mira has a THYLA bond in her mind!!! WITH A HUMAN!!!! which would explain the joint dreams and occasionally whispering she hears in her mind. oops. The priestess agrees to vouch for T’mira to both her family and the government, because embracing another marriage bond will be virtually impossible with the t’hy’la bond still in her mind (and t’mira does NOT want to die in pon farr). T’mira gets permission to go to Earth to court Amelia, and after years of no contact, they’re reunited. It works out…. eventually

AAAA that’s so much !! but thank you for showing interest in them!!! i’m planning to write something for them soon, so hopefully i’ll get my ideas out there. Again, thank you!!!

AHHHHHHH thank you for writing all this!!!! You genuinely made my morning :3

Their relationship sounds incredibly sweet (and rough) and I don't even know how to respond to all the awesome

Like, first of all...T'mira is 6'3 ????? And Amelia is 5'2?? Ignore my fascination over this but I LOVE height differences, especially since Amelia is the one that enjoys fucking with people and T'mira's the soft spoken one

And I love that T'mira's such a fangirl and she has the universal experience of not knowing how tf to act around someone you look up to, which is of course very logical. And that in the end they both didn't know what their interaction would develop into

Oh also!! I love (i know I say that a lot lol) the AU. Just the thought of Humans being the ones to initiate first contact (even accidentally) is fun to me and that two lovesick teens are the one's to bring the two species together is even better XD

Anywayss enough excited rambling from me, thank you for writing all of this!!!! Please do tag me if you write something for them, I'd love to read some of your work :3

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sindrafalcone · 6 years

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A Sunday Kind of Love

Fandom: BIGBANG/ Choi Seung Hyun x Reader

Synopsis: our bedroom is cold, and the rain is pattering quietly against the windows, but we’re snuggled up warm beneath the covers in each other’s arms, half paying attention to a movie as we exchange sleepy kisses.

Warnings: I don’t know how, but it got a little angsty here and there. But it’s mostly fluffy, I promise. <3

Author’s Note: Y’all can blame @chanyeolspout for this one. I promise that I’m still working on ‘White Love’ but it’s fighting me. Hopefully this makes up for that a little bit. Besides, it’s nice to write something Seung Hyun related again.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. This story contains fictional representations of real people. None of the events are true. This is from an American standpoint, so some of the situations may not happen the same way they might in Korea. I make no money from the writing of this fictional work.

Suggested Listening: A Sunday Kind of Love ~ Etta James

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You felt the cold chill of winter nipping at the skin of your back when you awoke early one Sunday morning. Keeping your eyes tightly shut, you lay there shivering defiantly before finally conceding and cracking open one eye, wincing at the brightness that overwhelmed it. You sleepily fumbled around with a desperate hand for the comforter but found nothing but cold sheets. Rolling over, you looked at the body beside you, cocooned in stolen blankets. You wanted to bitch and gripe about the injustice of it all and steal your covers back. But then you saw the black hair peeping out from the soft folds and heard the hushed noises of your boyfriend in his sleep, so you ended up just nudging him gently with an almost numb foot.

“________-ah...” his scratchy voice whined after a few moments.

“You stole the covers again.” you whined back, continuing to nudge him increasingly harder.

“Sorry.” Seung Hyun apologized, but without much sincerity. He didn’t even show signs of stirring to share the blankets.

“Seung Hyun!” your voice was even whinier this time, as you inched over to Seung Hyun's side of the bed (the left side) and pulled at the covers that were firmly wedged beneath him. “Move, you pabo!”

He let out a frustrated grunt and finally rolled over to face you. But before you could grab the covers, he quickly jerked them over the entirety of your body and scooped you up. Your muffled protests were soon hushed when Seung Hyun pressed you against his chest.

You felt a little disoriented for that brief moment of pulling and tangling of limbs, until you were comfortably situated under the covers and inside Seung Hyun's strong arms. He wasn’t just sharing the covers, but his warmth as well. And the heat of his lean, strong body was now warming your own cold skin. You wrapped your legs around him and pressed your half-frozen feet against the back of Seung Hyun's legs. Perhaps you’d forgive him for stealing all the covers... just this once.

“You’re so cold, kitten.” Seung Hyun whispered into your bed-head, pressing his lips and nose into it. You would’ve kicked him hard in the shin, because obviously your current condition was his fault. But that term of endearment, along with the feeling of him kissing your head & holding you, curbed your thoughts of violence. So instead of kicking him, you found yourself practically melting into the blissful warmth of it all. God, you’d fallen deep

This was what you’d been waiting for all these years... Well, maybe not this, exactly. To be honest, you could do without the cover stealing and almost freezing to death. But you had been waiting for someone like Seung Hyun in the very least. And you’d take him no matter how much of a total brat he could be sometimes.

You looked up at your boyfriend, who was smiling at you in a rather self-satisfied way. You let out an unimpressed huff because Seung Hyun seemed a little too proud of himself, and you refused to indulge him. But you did any way, whether directly or indirectly, because you were his kitten now (heaven help you), and you eventually pressed your face back into the warmth of Seung Hyun's chest.

It smelled really nice too, still vaguely reminiscent yesterday's cologne and you snuggled closer, clinging tightly to the man like if you let go the world would break. Neither of you quite fell back asleep, because you were both already awake, but still stuck in that lazy limbo of Sunday morning bliss.

Suddenly the morning sun was dampened by darkened clouds, and the fond pitter-patter of rain sounded against the window, making you feel instantly nostalgic and even more heavy-limbed. You loved the rain on days like this, when you could just lie in bed all day without any disturbance. You also liked it when Seung Hyun wasn't there, even though there was also something very lonesome and melancholy about it. But since he was actually home for once, doing nothing but napping and watching TV and listening to the rain sounded even sweeter.

You stretched, feeling the lovely slide of Seung Hyun's legs against yours as you moved. You both yawned a few times, never quite overcoming that sleepy, just-woken-up feeling. He moved against you and aired out the comforter, feeling a bit too warm from the suffocating entanglement you’d made of each other.

“I guess I’ll go make some coffee.” he said with a tired sigh, carefully pulling his arms from around you and hopping out of bed.

“Don’t be gone too long.” you told him coyly.

You watched Seung Hyun leave the room through heavy-lidded eyes, his pert butt cheeks moved up and down in his pajamas as he wandered out the open door and into the kitchen. You'd come to love everything about him, including his propensity for always wearing clothes. Well... almost always.

You got out of bed and decided to brush your teeth and wash your face to try and wake up a bit. Just as the smell of coffee started permeating the air & you could hear Seung Hyun shuffling cups and plates in the kitchen, you finished up and jumped back into bed... right before he returned with coffee and toast.

“Hi.” you beamed up at him innocently, fluttering your eyelashes.

“What?” Seung Hyun asked, eyeing you and wondering what you were up to this time. He set the tray down on the nightstand and got back under the covers.

“Nothing.” you said, still smiling. Seung Hyun gave you another suspicious look, clearly waiting for you to explain further. “Here, I’ll show you.” His eyes went wide when you leaned over him and pinned his arms to the bed.

“Wha—” Seung Hyun mumbled, cut off by your lips on his, and then your tongue, sliding into his mouth. You tasted minty and sweet, shockingly so, just like toothpaste. Seung Hyun quickly returned the kiss despite his surprise, easily freeing his arms and pulling you close so that your bodies fit snugly against one another.

He hadn’t had a chance to brush yet, but you weren't complaining. Even though you could feel the grit on the surface Seung Hyun's teeth when you ran your tongue over them, your taste buds were still numbed by the mint. And then there was Seung Hyun, his fingers tracing delicate circles on your back and sighing softly into your mouth. You finally pulled away, but not without giving him a few more quick smooches on the lips and forehead. “Impressed?”

“Hmmm...” Seung Hyun could only hum thoughtfully, blushing at the tips of his ears. He was adorable. You rolled off of him but didn’t take your eyes off your boyfriend, and kept on with your smug smile until Seung Hyun finally shoved a piece of toast in your mouth. “Shut up and eat your breakfast.” he said playfully.

“Yes sir.” you mumbled, raising your brows while munching away at the buttered toast. You looked over at Seung Hyun, who was just sitting there, still blushing from your kiss. Somehow you knew he was silently wishing he’d brushed his teeth while he sipped at his coffee and listened to the rain. 'All ears and dimples, tan skin and pretty, dark lashes.' you thought. Seung Hyun caught you looking at him and returned your gaze. his eyes were always so reverent and pensive when they looked at you, sometimes scarcely believing that you were there at all

“Seung Hyun, what's wrong?” you asked, even though you knew what he was probably thinking about you just then. You were slowly coming to understand how much Seung Hyun had suffered, and now you just wanted to make him happy and never let him feel alone again. But you also knew that that was almost impossible, because you couldn't be with him all the time.

Seung Hyun set his cup down and looked over at you, tears pricking his eyes. He didn’t want today to be another bad day, one where he cried non-stop and either clung to you desperately or shut you out completely. No, it couldn’t be another one of those days. But even as he told himself that, you moved to cradle him against you before he could say otherwise. You kissed his temple and called him sweetie, and Seung Hyun cried anyway.

But it got better as the morning broke into afternoon. The rain kept on constantly, a lovely, deep thrum of noise enveloping you, and slowly you managed to coax Seung Hyun out of his depression. First you made him reheat his coffee & check Instagram. Then you watched an old black & white film that you had to pause constantly so that you could explain every little thing that Seung Hyun didn’t understand. But it helped you both somehow, because it was difficult to be sad when he was so eager and filled with wonder.

And then half-way through, the movie was forgotten when your sarcastic remarks and gentle banter turned into Seung Hyun wanting to play and touch and kiss you instead. The two of you made out for a while, kissing each others lips and neck while the sounds of the rain continued all around.

Afterwards you just lay there on your back and Seung Hyun on his belly but propped up by an arm. That way, he could look down at you and thread a hand through your hair & caress your face with his fingertips. You lay there for a while just like that, until the rain had stopped and the sun set... then your bellies started growling irritably.

“What do you want to eat?” Seung Hyun asked you as he reached for his phone, definitely delivery tonight. You'd forgotten how long it’d been since you had eaten. The hours just seemed to fly by when you were together like this.

“I don’t know, whatever you want.” you told him. There was still a warm, fuzzy feeling in your belly despite your obvious hunger.

“Okay, umm, how’s pizza?”

“Sounds good.”

Seung Hyun ordered a large with your usual toppings, all the while being harassed by you grabbing his ass and giving it a few squeezes just to distract him.

“Bony butt.” you teased a bit too loudly, so that the pizza guy at the receiver end could hear you. Seung Hyun just kicked your leg lightly in admonishment and stammered out the address.

“It should be here in about 15 minutes.” he said, ending the call. “Which gives us just enough time to take a shower.”

“Ugh, can’t we take a bath instead?” you whined when he managed to drag you out of bed and into the bathroom.

“This is quicker.”

It was clear that he wasn’t budging today, even though he usually gave in. You pouted when he stripped you down & shoved you under the spray of steaming water and got in right behind you. But you eventually came around when Seung Hyun lathered you up and scrubbed your back, letting you kiss him even though you were wasting precious hot water.

Just as you were drying off, the doorbell rang. “I’ll get it!” Seung Hyun yelled from the living room, running for the door in only a t-shirt and a pair of sweats.

This time you were the one who shoved the food in Seung Hyun's mouth. He didn’t even complain because he was starving. “I’ve got to hand it to them, this pizza is pretty good,” he said in the middle of his second slice, gooey cheese stretching from his mouth and grease dripping onto his chin. You just handed him a napkin with an amused smile.

“Oh? Is it better than my cookies?”

“Hmm, I don’t know about that. Maybe. By the way, you need to make me some of those.”

“I need to? I’m not your wife, Seung Hyun.”

“But you said you’d be happy to be my wife someday.” he remarked in half question, his voice as sweet as honey and yet as dry and sarcastic as ever. It made you feel nauseous all of a sudden.

You looked down for a moment, feeling sad as you recalled the memory of when you'd said it. But then you put on a wistful smile and whispered. “It’s true, I did say that.” your voice wavered a little despite your efforts to remain calm.

Seung Hyun noticed the darkness that had fallen over you, and when you went to peer out the window, he saw your face change as you started over-thinking things. He went over to you and hugged you from behind, pressing his fingertips into your sides and kissing the back of your neck until you turned around and looked at him. As soon as your eyes met, the worries dissipated, but his eyes still had that same sad look to them.

“__________-ah.” Seung Hyun said, his voice cracking. You curled your arms around him, running a hand up and down his back and swaying a bit as he sighed shakily into your shoulder. He pulled gently at the towel wrapped around your hair until it fell to the floor, and then started backing you up into the bedroom.

Seung Hyun laid you down on the bed and for a moment you were afraid he was going to leave, so you caught hold of his arm. “Come to bed.” you pleaded, your voice quiet. His face softened because he’d never intended to do otherwise, but he didn’t say so. He just did as you asked.

When Seung Hyun was finally lying down beside you, you rolled over to face him. You felt so tired but wanted him just the same. He still had a sad, placid expression on his face when he leaned over you, ghosting a hand over your chest. Seung Hyun's fingertips brushed ever so lightly across your skin, love still lingering in his touch.

It gave you goose bumps, especially when the cold air hit you afterwards, sending little shivers down your spine and to your belly, where it ended in a flush of heat. Seung Hyun saw it and smiled for the first time that night. No matter how many times the two of you touched, it always made his stomach flutter and his heart ache when he saw the want tangible in your reaction.

Wanting him.

“What do you want?” he breathed softly into your ear, like he was afraid someone might hear him. The two of you talked like that a lot, especially at night, in hushed tones so that even the walls couldn't catch your whispered secrets. And when you said that you just wanted to make him feel good in a soft whisper and slid a warm hand down his belly to his waistband, it made his body tremble.

Maybe it was the way you said it, or the way you touched him, or maybe it was just because it was you. His big brown eyes were the same ones that had twinkled so brightly right before he had fallen apart earlier. But right now now they were so alive again, and it was like they only sparkled for you. You had to fight back tears for a moment, because it wasn’t fair that his good moods could be so precious and yet so fleeting.

“It’s all right, kitten.” he murmured. “We have plenty of time for that.” then he kissed you lazily.

The rain had started back again and Seung Hyun felt glad. For some reason the rain made the world seem more intimate and closed off, like it was only for you and him.

And maybe it was… if only for now.

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