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mariatesstruther · 4 months
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okay hear me out modern au where Tommy and Maria first meet in a club in their 20s and they bump into each other while dancing and just start dancing together and they just hit it off but in the end they both forget to give each other their numbers so both of them go back to the same club the next week to hopefully meet each other again (also Tess and Maria definitely go clubbing together because I love them as best friends)
cowboy!!!! yes yes YES i LOVE this. and u could extend this meet-cute into like a whole thing where tommy and maria keep trying to meet at the club and exchange information, but something gets in the way everytime!!!! kid emergency!!! bar fight!!! cocaine bear on the loose!!! zombie apocalypse—who knows????
im thinking the first time, tess drags maria to a bar she likes because she’s been trying to get the attention of this hot dilfy guy at the bar, but he’s always tailing along with his friend. by tess’s design, maria and tommy meet and and hit it off and dance (to maria maria by santana) the night away. they fall in love and decide they want to go home together, so maria goes to the bathroom—but joel randomly comes up and is like “tommy, hey sorry selena’s mom called, sarah had a nightmare and she wants us both to pick her up, we gotta go” and in true miller dad-uncle panic they BOLT. by the time maria comes back, tess is like “idk dude, mine got a call so they had to go. seemed like an emergency. bummer” and they assume thats that
on the flip side: everythings okay with sarah, but after tommy and joel tuck her in tommy’s suddenly just like “fuck—fuck!!!!!” and joels like “what? what???” and he’s like “i didn’t get her number :(:(:(:( fuck” and so joel’s like “it’s okay, i see her friend there all the time” and so tommy’s like “omg :D do you have her friends number?” “well… no” “joel… what the fuck man.” so they make a plan to go back next week with the hopes of at least seeing tess and getting maria’s number from there—tommy also wants to get tess’s number for joel, but he doesn’t need to know that
little do THEY know, tess and maria are already plotting for next weekend. they show up to that bar looking fine as FUCK—they quite literally turn heads walking through the door. of course the miller brothers are there, sitting in a booth all the way in the back and waiting, making eyes. tess and maria are not shy, so they start making their way over. unfortunately, some drunk asshole decides to try to get handsy with tess on her way there—which results in her punching him in the face, which results in him trying to punch her in the face. she dodges, of course, but it starts a full-on bar brawl that the miller boys jump into without hesitation (joel manages to tackle and land a few good ones on og drunk asshole too so. slay.). none of them get arrested or anything, but they definitely don’t get eachother numbers on account of joel and tommy having to duck the cops
so i guess they gotta keep trying ;)
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cosplayingwitch · 3 years
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Just the Beginning
Chapter Four/Five of my "Finding My Way Home" series.
Poe Dameron x Reader
Summary: in this imaginary world, the covid pandemic is over enough for the reader to finish her research, get her degree, and go out celebrating it. After an evening of drinking, the reader flashes back to how the two of you met.
Warnings: drinking and swearing
Prompt: Flashback
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You’d done it. Your dissertation defense was successful. You could officially start calling yourself “Doctor”. Not that you really wanted to. A simple PhD at the end of your name would do nicely.
You called the only person you knew who would fully understand what this meant to you. The man who’d been by your side since the beginning. Poe Dameron. Your best friend.
“I DID IT!” You shouted into the phone when he answered.
“I KNEW IT! Congrats!” he yelled back at you.
Then a stunned silence hit you. You’d actually finished it. Your ultimate goal- achieved. “What now?”
Apparently you’d said that last part out loud, because Poe almost yelled at you,
“You go out and celebrate is what you do! It’ll be what, five hours for you to get back here? Just in time for the bars and stuff to open! I know you’d never been much for partying, but this is a special occasion.”
Poe already seemed to be planning something, but you didn’t mind. This was a special occasion.
So you headed out, to go see your best friend and probably go dancing and drinking.
Late that night, after drinking way too much and dancing with strangers until the place closed, you sat in your apartment with your best friend. In your drunken state, you asked Poe (who insisted on being the designated driver so you could celebrate as wild as you wanted) if he remembered how you met.
“Of course I do. It’s not every day someone meets their... best friend and hits it off immediately. Like we did.”
He almost slipped. He almost said that it’s not every day someone meets their soulmate. Or the love of their life. Not exactly something he was ready to admit to you.
Even if you both had your suspicions about the other. Neither of you were ready for the (remote) possibility of a rejection and subsequent implosion of your friendship.
A friendship that had begun about a decade earlier.
You had just walked into your first class on your first day of your undergrad. Still in that kind of high school-preppy kind of attitude, you have a whole color coded notebook-binder situation set up, waiting on the start of class. This was the class that cemented your path in life:
Intro to Anthropology.
See, to get into the archaeology classes you had to have this class first. And so here you were.
Poe, however, had a different idea of what the class was. He needed a humanities credit that wasn’t in the history department, so he decided to get it over with early. Intro to Anthropology was listed as a gen ed option, so here he was.
Unlike you, Poe did not show up with color coded systems 10 minutes early. He showed up five minutes late with what can only be described as crayons and printer paper to take notes. And sat directly next to you.
So how the hell did you end up being friends?
The first day of class left you with a lot of questions about him. And while he did eventually get himself more put together throughout the semester (an actual notebook, pens and pencils instead of crayons, etc.), you still had some questions and doubts about this guy. It wasn’t until the week before midterms that anything beyond greetings had gone on between you.
After class, he’d asked if you’d be able to help him study. He had, after all, seen your very organized nature. Luckily he’d caught you in a good mood, so you’d agreed to meet him in the library the next day. But it was under one condition- it was to be absolutely platonic, it would not evolve into a date under any circumstances. Poe agreed.
This study session in the library went wonderfully, both of you felt prepared for the test, and you ended up acing it (Poe, however, never told you the grade he had gotten on that test).
The study group, which really only consisted of the two of you, met for every test that semester. By the end, you both knew you were meant to be friends.
You broke from your flashback and thought- maybe we knew we were meant to be more? But stopped yourself from saying it.
Poe remembered things a little differently. His showing up to class wasn’t crayons and printer paper. It was loose leaf lined paper and a large, ‘my first pencil’, pencil. He’d forgotten he had an early class that morning, so those were the only options at the drugstore up the street (the only place to stop that’s open that early on a Monday and also on his way to class).
So, yeah, his first day was a comical disaster. But he fixed things and showed up to the next class on time and with proper supplies.
With midterms coming up and his notes a mess, Poe approached you about studying because he considered you to be the most organized person in the class, so he’d have the best chance of passing with your help. And the ‘completely platonic’ clause you insisted upon? Perfectly fine. He was never really been into super organized people- they tended to be control freaks.
But you were different, Poe could tell after your first meeting. So he started calling it your ‘study group’, even though it was only ever the two of you. And you met before every test (Professor Organa gave a lot of tests that semester).
By the end, he knew he would be friends with you for a long time yet.
Maybe eventually more than friends?
Poe snapped out of his flashback to stop himself. The agreement from the beginning was that this was completely platonic, and that’s how it would stay.
Then he heard it. You were coming out of your flashback too. And in your blackout drunk status, you blurted out to Poe that you loved him. And he told you he loved you too.
But she’s drunk, he thought. She doesn’t mean it. She’s drunk.
But you did, in fact, mean it.
You woke up the next day somewhere around noon with the worst possible hangover. Seriously, you thought, this was how you celebrated becoming an accomplished academic? By going out and partying like you were in your undergrad years again?
Poe laughed when you slowly made your way from your room in a bathrobe, slippers, and sunglasses. He’d been up for a couple hours at this point.
Actually, he never really slept. He couldn’t get over your drunken admission.
Constantly, he went back and forth between ‘she meant it, sometimes alcohol makes people admit things they never would when sober’ and ‘she was very, very drunk, it meant nothing’.
So he asked you a simple question.
“Hey, how much do you remember of last night?”
You decide to lie to him. You were so drunk you admitted your love for him. You couldn’t let this jeopardize anything.
“Almost nothing. That had to be one hell of a party, eh?”
But you did have a small gap in your memory- you didn’t remember him reciprocating the feeling.
Disappointed, Poe returned to his self-appointed task of making breakfast. With his limited cooking skills, that meant toaster waffles. Luckily he’d learned how to not burn them when you were still undergrads. That’d been a joke between the two of you for years, but neither of you had mentioned that for years.
“Hey! You better not burn my waffle!”
That’s all it took to send you both into laughing fits, just like old times before major jobs and fancy degrees.
Just two friends goofing around in their apartment.
But it couldn’t last much longer.
You’d be leaving in a couple weeks for your next big adventure, leaving Poe behind in the apartment, with his boring university library job, almost the same one he’d had since you two were master’s students together.
And as much as you didn’t want to leave him without telling him how you felt, you did.
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mythvoiced · 5 years
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ultimate ship meme for the hacker hub and his pig wrestling wifey!
— ultimate ship meme! | @intergalacticxmisfits
Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!
General:
Rate the Ship -  Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs
How long will they last? - WELL, they will have two beautiful daughters so I’m fairly certain very, VERY long :3
How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It was neither a fast nor a slow process, I would say it was just right for them; it required some work, some proper effort to meet one another halfway (all if we’re working within the MysMe canon) but they did it at their own pace
How was their first kiss? - Probably epic… I don’t remember the canon first kiss for 707 and MC, BUT I do love to imagine Mariah and Saeyoung’s, and I imagine it something along the lines of ‘sudden’, as in, suddenly their lips were meeting and when they pulled back, both were just kinda standing there, wondering whether that had really happened or not
Wedding:
Who proposed? - I think we said Saeyoung? And that he made a huge deal out of it? But I wouldn’t be surprised if Mariah secretly suspected all along because Saeyoung planned something so showy - it may or may not involve the pigs - that she would have noticed something, considering she’s wicked smart and definitely knows him well
Who is the best man/men? - Saeyoung would probably get Zen and Yoosung in on this one, because he knows Zen would be offended if not asked, and Yoosung genuinely upset - and also because he loves his friends, but not enough to ask Jumin (or at least not outright); depending on how we decide for the story, maybe Saeran?
Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - I hope Jaehee is one of them ;W; But I’m assuming it’s probably friends and/or family members of Mariah, perhaps someone from the Casimire if she’s connected to them, too? Nala would kill the role, no pressure on Theo, Jenny would DEFINITELY be invited as a wedding planner
Who did the most planning? - They most likely agreed on planning everything together, also so that when they’d inevitably start fooling around (because they’re them and also because they’re pretty darn excited), no one can scold them
Who stressed the most? - I’d say Saeyoung! He appears to be laughing all the time and take things only in the bright way, but I feel like, the closer they’d get to the day, the more nervous he’d grow, mostly out of fear that Mariah might decide she’d rather have something better (which he wouldn’t blame her for), and other irrational fears
How fancy was the ceremony? -Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.
Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Saeyoung’s relatives (safe for Saeran depending on what we decide on)! Rika! >:(
Sex:
Who is on top? - Well… uh… I dunno :3
Who is the one to instigate things? - EH I’d say, I feel like it’d be fairly balanced? They’re both mischievous, maybe sometimes one of them takes it into a different direction wink wonk
How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now
How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head
How long do they normally last? - This section is throwing me MAD off lmao, I have no clue :3
Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Well I’d… I MEAN, Saeyoung is quite the giver in any sense of the word and Mariah strikes me as a similar kind of person, so… yes?
How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.
How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.
Children:
How many children will they have naturally? - Definitely two beautiful baby daughters!
How many children will they adopt? - I’ve never thought about this, but? Y’know what? I can actually see them adopting as well?
Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - EQUAL WORK!
Who is the stricter parent? - Not applicable
Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - I THINK both of them would, but they’d also not be quite as intense when it came to determining what is and what is not a dangerous stunt; kids need to fall and scrape their knees sometimes - plus, as daughters, they need to be taught in the noble art of pig wrestling
Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - I feel like this would be Mariah! I can’t quite describe why, I believe she’d be more used to doing things like these, in comparison to Saeyoung’s quite irresponsible lifestyle prior to meeting her ;W;
Who is the more loved parent? - They’d love them both equally, but… maybe mummy’s a lil different
Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - They’d both go! Unless of course, one of them couldn’t for whatever reason, but I feel like they’d both like to be present!
Who cried the most at graduation? - Saeyoung is still crying! He just hides his snot in Mariah’s shirt - sorry Mariah ;;
Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Saeyoung, by setting a very bad example! SORRY MARIAH ;;;;;;
Cooking:
Who does the most cooking? - Hm, probably Mariah! I feel like she’d be better at it or at least have more experience with it. I headcanon Saeyoung to have attempted his own fair share of cooking when he was looking after Saeran when they were kids, but he didn’t really have a lot to work with food-wise, so Mariah probably knows her way around the kitchen better? Although, ABSOLUTELY correct me please ;W;
Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Saeyoung would probably only breathe PhD Pepper and Honey Buddha Chips, so I guess this goes to him? :3
Who does the grocery shopping? - Together! When they can help it, the entire family comes along and they can turn it into a fun little adventure - by disrupting the peace of those around them but it’s okay, there’s nothing more beautiful than joyful people
How often do they bake desserts? - I have no idea :O Saeyoung seems more fond of salty food but what about Mariah? :O
Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - HMM, I don’t know :O Saeyoung would probably be scarred for life if he were to eat pig meat and remember Mariah’s pigs
Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - I feel like they both might be equally likely? ;W; Surprises in general, y’know
Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Not so sure about Mariah, but probably not Saeyoung, he really likes calm nights in ;W;
Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - Saeyoung when he and the girls fool around while trying to help mum :’)
Chores:
Who cleans the room? - Both! Chores that both parties can do well are equally divided! :3 It does depend, though, on circumstances, say Mariah has some work to do for the RFA, Saeyoung would probably take over :3 Be a lil house husband :3
Who is really against chores? - Hmm... Neither? :3 I can see them looking forward to all the things they can do once the chores are done - but Saeyoung will still whine
Who cleans up after the pets? - Y’MEAN THE PIGS? Those aren’t pets THOSE ARE FAMILY MEMBERS
Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Saeyoung
Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - If the guests are the other members of RFA, Saeyoung would probably NEVER stress, I’m so sorry Mariah, I hope she doesn’t get too stressed either :’3
Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Definitely Mariah!! She finds ALL the hidden cash in the house, Saeyoung has been trying to figure out what magic lies behind it O.O
Misc:
Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Probably Saeyoung, because he has to be threatened into taking one and by then it’s absolutely necessary he stays under/in the water for a while, also Mariah appears more efficient and sensible to the environment
Who takes the dog out for a walk? - You mean, the robo-dog? THE GIRLS! Except, they were allowed to, until it nearly blew up on them, now Saeyoung has to
How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - ALL THE TIME! THE MOST HOLIDAY FRIENDLY FAMILY OUT THERE!
What are their goals for the relationship? - Peace, creating a harmonic environment where they can be free, feel comfortable, and still play around like they used to at the very beginning; free of all the troubles of the past
Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Saeyoung because he has a god-awful sleeping schedule, again I am so sORRY Mariah
Who plays the most pranks? - It may look like this could be Saeyoung, BUT I’m fully convinced Mariah would pull more successful pranks, so this goes to her for that alone ;3
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shireness-says · 6 years
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A Sunlit Night
Summary:  He expects to be in Storybrooke, Maine, just long enough to fix his motorcycle - a few days, maybe a week, at most. But that's before he's enchanted by the local waitress. ~2.3 K. Rated T for mild swearing and some making out. Also on AO3.
A/N: There are so many things I need to be working on right now, but I wrote this instead. It’s a short little 50s-ish AU featuring Killian on a motorcycle, and it would not leave me alone. Special thanks to @snidgetsafan, who encouraged me every step of the way and was an amazing beta. You rock, babe.
Tagging a few folks who have shown interest or I think might like this: @distant-rose, @kmomof4, @branlovesouat, @searchingwardrobes.
He’s a bad influence, they say. He certainly has the look for it, if nothing else - all dark hair and piercing eyes and leather when he comes riding in on his motorcycle. If his goal was to fit in, this isn’t the place to do it - a little nowhere-ville called Storybrooke, Maine, where everyone knows everyone and Killian Jones, with his accent and his rough looks, stands out like a sore thumb. He never intended to stop here, a fact he thinks should be obvious, but his gas tank is empty and there’s a concerning rattle in his bike’s engine and he still doesn’t know where the hell he’s going. It’s supposed to just be a few days’ or a week’s layover in town - just enough time to try and trade his labor at the local garage or gas station in return for parts and a full tank of gas before he goes off, chasing that horizon again.
But then he sees her.
She’s got all the cliché trappings of a good girl - all golden curls and charming smiles as she works her shifts at the town’s 24 hour diner in a uniform that looks far too good on her for something so hopelessly out of date. She’s an angel in disguise, he thinks, sent down to Earth in this absurdly tiny town just to remind him that there are still things in life worth living for.
The angel’s name is Emma, he learns when she brings him a cup of tea he can barely afford. Emma Swan. It’s a beautiful name for a beautiful woman, and he’s immediately enchanted in a way that leaves him mutely staring when she asks what he’ll have to eat. Not his finest moment, for certain, especially when he has a reputation to maintain.
(She still brings him a plate of pancakes later, his angel, with syrup and sausages on the side. “Granny’s got a bit of a soft spot for the lonely ones,” she says, and Killian wonders if Emma might have a soft spot for orphans as well.)
He’s only supposed to be in this dead-end town for a few days at most, just long enough to earn the parts and gas he needs and get the hell out of there. But he lingers. He’d say it’s against his conscious will, but Killian knows exactly why he’s lingering, and that reason works everyday at Granny’s Diner. He hasn’t been a romantic man in years - the war eliminating any fanciful tendencies he might have had - but sitting there, watching her breeze between tables and smile at everyone like a treasured friend, he just wants to write pretty words and pretty verses about a pretty girl, forgoing the words of human suffering that have haunted his mind and his pen ever since he was pulled out of the sea and Liam wasn’t.
It’s easy enough to pick up shifts at the local garage. Kilian doesn’t have any formal training in automotive repair, per se, but there’s things you pick up in the war, and engine maintenance is one of them (even if he’s more accustomed to keeping an airplane running than an automobile). David Nolan looks at him with suspicion, but ultimately, he’s a fair man with a big-hearted wife, and that proves enough for him to give Killian a shot. The pay isn’t great, but it’s suitable enough, and money will take you further out here in the country anyways. It should be easy and quick enough to earn enough to fix up his bike and cruise out of town with enough left over for several more tanks of gas.
What’s harder is keeping his earnings when there’s a pretty blonde serving comfort food just down the street who deserves a generous tip. A bad influence like him ought to stay away from a golden goddess like that, but he’s drawn to her in ways he doesn’t have proper words to express. Maybe a younger Killian Jones would have called it fate, but the man he’s become doesn’t believe any more that Fortuna is prone to such generosity. Still, he’s there every evening after the garage closes for a bite to eat, before going back to sleep on the couch in the garage’s office (the most charity he’s willing to accept from the kind Mrs. Nolan). Maybe it’s meant to be - maybe they really are supposed to keep running into one another. But on the other hand, maybe he’s seeking Emma Swan out, and maybe he just likes the way she blushes when he leaves a 50% tip for a ham sandwich and a cup of tea.
It’s probably just a stroke of luck that they both end up in Granny’s one night, alone except for the short-order cook, both plagued by insomnia (and, in Killian’s case, memories he’d rather leave sunken in the cold water of the Atlantic). He likes to watch the stars on nights like this, soothed by the vastness of the universe, but it’s far too cold outside at this time of year in Maine, so he contents himself with sitting as close to the window as the vinyl booth seat will allow, staring at the sky as he waits for his chamomile tea. Normally, he’d prefer rum, but bloody dry counties have left him without stronger recourse.
“You’re the wanderer,” Miss Swan says when she brings his steaming cup, and it’s the nicest description Killian thinks he’s heard for his life at present. It’s a joy to see the way her face unexpectedly lights up at his shy nod. “You have to tell me everything,” she all but demands, sliding into the seat across from him. And in that moment, his heart is lost forever, stolen by a petite angel and tucked into her apron pocket alongside her pens and order pad.
Emma Swan may live in a tiny, nowhere town, Killian learns, but her thoughts are filled with the world at large, and the hope that she’ll one day get to explore every corner of it. She tells him, that first night, of all the places she dreams of seeing, and in return he tells her a bit of how he came to be riding aimlessly through America, of how after soaring through the open skies in the cockpit of his plane, nothing ever compared again. So he had bought the bike upon his arrival in the States, in a vain attempt to replicate that feeling the only way he can.
(He doesn’t tell her that he bought his bike and the ticket to America with the pension granted to him by the government for his brother’s death, doesn’t tell her how he couldn’t bear to be in that country for one day longer, to be thanked for his service and his sacrifice one more time. He doesn’t tell her that he rides in a desperate attempt to forget everything he’s done and everything he’s lost - not yet. That’s a conversation for a later date and some illicit rum.)
Theirs becomes a relationship built on tales of adventure - those he’s experienced and those she dreams of. It’s unconventional, maybe, but it makes her eyes light up in excitement and wonder, and he’ll do anything to see that happen, over and over again. That’s not all there is to it; those beginnings evolve into deeper conversations about how this town is the only family she has and how the sounds of explosions and grinding metal haunt his dreams at night. But that’s how it starts: two people in a diner, talking about how they’d rather be anywhere but here.
(He was only supposed to be here for a few days, a week at most, but the more he talks with Emma Swan, the more Killian Jones wants to never leave her side.)
He’s falling in love with her, he comes to realize over cups of tea and slices of pie and that absurdly sweet hot chocolate concoction she so adores. It’s not nearly as terrifying a realization as he thought it’d be, opening his heart up to someone after resigning himself to life as a loner. There’s still outside forces to contend with - Mrs. Nolan and Granny Lucas may like him, but the rest of the town views him with suspicious eyes, especially if they catch him watching their favorite blonde waitress. David Nolan offers him particularly stern looks on days when Emma brings him lunch down at the garage of her own accord, like Killian’s corrupting her somehow, but Killian learns to deal with it. It’s a preposterous thought anyways, that anything could dim that light, even good-for-nothing drifters with looks too sharp to be safe.
(He still wonders ever day at the fact that she willingly seeks him out. After all, she’s joy and sunlight and everything good; doesn’t she know that he’s a creature better suited for the night and dark thoughts and everything that logic says ought to snuff out her light?)
(But she’s there all the same, his very own saving grace, determined to create starlight in the overwhelming darkness that’s consumed his soul in these past few years.)
Still, he’d never in a million years dare to imagine Emma might reciprocate his tender feelings. She’s a good girl, beloved by an entire town, and Killian’s been around long enough to know that angels like that don’t end up the best girl of guys like him - unknown quantities with a sketchy look about them. In retrospect, there’s probably a lot of signs that he’s missed - lingering hand touches and the way she smiles just that little bit brighter when she sees Killian in their regular booth - but it’s not until she’s kissing the holy hell out of him at her favorite overlook of Storybrooke (and again, looking back, she obviously was asking him on a date, how did he miss all the signs?) that the reality that she might like him too sinks in. It’s not at all what he expected from this evening, but if he’s being honest, it’s everything he’s wanted since the moment he first set eyes on his golden goddess. There’s a sense of inner peace, a rightness, in the way their lips slide together that he’s never felt before, even if they are engaged in an increasingly passionate kiss. In his wistful imaginings, Killian always thought that if he and Emma ever kissed, it’d be a gentle affair, tentative and slow, but Emma continues to take him by surprise, enthusiastically initiating their kiss and diving right in with gusto, fingers grasping his hair, tongue demanding entrance to his mouth instead of requesting it. She jumps in head first, his lass (his lass!), and he loves her for it, really and truly. He only hopes she can tell that he’s all in as well in the way he tries to pull her body just that little bit closer on the blanket. As he carefully slides a hand into those golden curls he’s so enamored of - only the best for his angel, even when she’s making it awfully hard to reign himself in - he can’t help the passing thought that he’d be perfectly content to stay like this forever.
The next weeks are a happy blur of treasured kisses and stolen moments, but their time together runs out before he’d like it to, as he knew it always would. He’s put in enough hours at the garage to fund the replacement parts for his engine and earned a tidy little gas fund to boot. This was always meant to be just a few days - a week at most, but now five weeks have passed, and there’s no putting off the inevitable any longer. Even if Killian is ready to leave Storybrooke, he doesn’t relish the thought of leaving Emma behind. He certainly didn’t come to this one-stoplight town looking for love, but he found it anyway, and it hurts his newly rediscovered heart to even contemplate letting such a precious thing slip through his fingers.
So he doesn’t. There’s not much he can offer Emma - Lord knows she deserves an awful lot more than he can ever hope to give - but her dearest wish is to see the world, and that’s the one thing he can give her. It’ll be rough sometimes, and a motorcycle certainly won’t offer any sort of luxury travel, but Killian knows he was right to ask her when Emma throws her arms around his neck in enthusiastic acceptance. No second guessing; no hesitation; considerably less rational thought than such a decision should require; just an unequivocal yes.
They’ll be back someday, he thinks, when Emma’s gotten her fill of the great wide world she yearns to see. Storybrooke is her home, no matter what wanderlust she feels now; it’s filled with people who love her and have adopted her in their hearts, even if there’s no paperwork to prove it. Killian may not truly fit in Storybrooke, but as Emma’s arms tighten around his waist and her exhilarated laughter rings over the roar of the wind and of the engine, he knows he fits with her. Emma is like the missing half of his soul - the piece that makes him feel like he finally is doing something right for the first time in literal years, the person who gives him direction and makes him feel like he actually belongs somewhere again. He belongs with Emma, and Emma belongs in Storybrooke, so he’ll carve a space for himself in town.
(He’d do anything she asks for the privilege to simply remain by her side.)
That’s a concern for another day, though. Today, there’s just the open road in front of them and tendrils of spun gold whipping in the wind as Storybrooke recedes into the background, smaller and smaller in his side mirrors. There’s no telling where the winds and roads might take them, but he knows they’re both in this for the long haul, and that’s enough for today.
Today, they’ve got the whole world in front of them.
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Laito x Yui please ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )
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Laiyui ~
Disclaimer: I don’t condone abuse. Whenever I talk about Laiyui, I talk about it as it is presented to me in the various games. These headcanons are for after the development of their relationship and even if irl it is extremely unlikely or impossible for them to be happy, these games are a work of fiction. Please don’t think of this as a commentary that - ‘love saves all’ or that I’m ignorant on Laiyui’s toxic relationship in HDB.
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General:
Rate the Ship -  Awful (for HDB, but I do like what avenues you can explore with it, when writing angst fics) | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! (For DF and after development) | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs
How long will they last? - Until death do them part
How quickly did/will they fall in love? - They take the longest amount of time than any of the other ships. Laito has a twisted perception of love and it takes a LONG time for him to even think himself capable of proper emotions, it’s an ongoing process. Yui’s feelings are a tangled mess, but she comes to want to stay by his side even after what he’s done to her.
How was their first kiss? - They’ve long since forgotten it, it was unwilling on Yui’s part.
Wedding:
Who proposed? - It’s an amicable decision. Hear my weird head canon out and disregard the canon events of the games for a sec -                 Laito has a looot of problems sorting out what love actually is, and they would have been together for years by this point. The thought of marriage has been a boring one to Laito in the past (who wants to get tied down to one person?) but after everything they’ve been through, when Yui hesitantly brings up the subject one day, Laito realises that he doesn’t mind the idea. In fact she’d look pretty sexy in a wedding dress and it’s not like he has to be serious about it, right? So he agrees, but after they’re married, he finds he genuinely quite likes the idea.
Who is the best man/men? - Possibly Ayato and Kanato, though they’re not really into the idea.
Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - There are none.
Who did the most planning? - Yui, but it’s a very simple wedding.
Who stressed the most? - Yui, mostly because she can’t read if Laito genuinely wants to get married, even after years together, he’s not always honest with her and presents a happy countenance.
How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big. - It’s a very simple wedding filled with candles at night.
Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Karlheinz
Sex:
Who is on top? - It varies…they don’t really do missionary much. They’re very creative with their positions and never keep the same one for long.
Who is the one to instigate things? - Laito. 
How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now
How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head
How long do they normally last? - They have multiple sessions one after another so it depends. Sometimes it’s a quickie in a hidden corner somewhere, and other times it’s a long drawn out experience. 
Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Yes, though sometimes there’s denied orgasms
How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it. - It really depends on Laito’s mood though.
How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.
Children:
How many children will they have naturally? - None for a long time or one.
How many children will they adopt? - None
Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Yui
Who is the stricter parent? - Yui, Laito isn’t strict at all. In fact he finds any chaos they bring amusing.
Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Yui
Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Yui, but if she’s busy Laito might try and have a go at it.
Who is the more loved parent? - Both. Laito essentially learns how to parent by watching Yui and replicating what she does. He doesn’t know what to feel about being a parent, and for a long while he fakes his reactions around the child to appear cheery all the time. Eventually though, he does grow relaxed and does find that he holds affection for the child.
Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Both, Laito flirts with the teacher, and Yui gets annoyed.
Who cried the most at graduation? - Yui, though Laito felt ..something. Maybe pride? Who can say.
Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Laito, but only after teasing them for awhile.
Cooking:
Who does the most cooking? - Yui, but she occasionally cooks with Laito, he’s a decent enough cook. 
Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Laito
Who does the grocery shopping? - They go together sometimes, though Laito will find some way to make a game of it.
How often do they bake desserts? - Since Laito loves macaroons, Yui makes them quite a lot. 
Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Both
Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Laito, if only to embarrass her by going over the top with the romance.
Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Both
Who is more likely to burn the house down accidently while cooking? - Neither.
Chores:
Who cleans the room? - Yui…though Laito tries to get her to wear a maid uniform for it.
Who is really against chores? - Laito. He finds them a little boring.
Who cleans up after the pets? - They don’t have pets
Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Laito
Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Yui
Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Laito. He then walks right up to Yui and slips it in her back pocket very purposefully.
Misc:
Who takes the longer showers/baths? - They bathe together and take a long while for…reasons.
Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Laito doesn’t mind walking so long as there’s some interesting sights to take in.
How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Not all the time. Yui is the only one who pushes for it, but knowing his philosophy on the church, the decorations are sparse for Christmas until he makes a game of it and revels in the mistletoe and a few human traditions that end up amusing him.
What are their goals for the relationship? - To stay together and try to identify honest emotion and love when they feel it from each other, after a lifetime’s worth of abuse having twisted Laito’s mindset and slightly jading Yui. 
Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - They both do, depending on what activities they got up to before bed.
Who plays the most pranks? - Laito
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you know it: screw canon thus dramione.
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Rate the Ship -  Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPsHow long will they last? -Fairly long/Forever. I see them being very passionate about one another, since their relationship should have started off with building on past emotions and feelings, so they find themselves vulnerable around the other and rely on each other. How quickly did/will they fall in love? - Took roughly around 50 years, give or take 48. All that baggage, not enough time. How was their first kiss? - I always imagine their first kiss in two ways, either they’re arguing about something ridiculous, but their snippiness only because they don’t know how to properly explain their feelings for each other so they decided to do it out of frustration. anything, the smallest things like discussing proper potion technics while doing homework or arguing over a book brings up this silly fight and then eventually either one says something super attractive to the other, possibly some smart comment and they can’t take it and ~boom~ they kiss.  OR they’re alone with one another, finally coming clean about all the past occurrences that happened to them in the war and while growing up at hogwarts, or rather speaking without barriers this time around, because they always spoke about the incidents but in fragments or in passing, never delving deeper into the problem. && they’re just apologising, explaining, Hermione is probably crying a lil, maybe a lot, and out of comfort they seek each other and ~kiss~ 
Wedding:
Who proposed? - DracoWho is the best man/men? - Maybe Theo??Who is the bride’s maid(s)? - Ginny would be maid of honour. Don’t think Hermione would want many maids, or want such a big party.Who did the most planning? - I think they equally would do the same amount of planning for the Wedding. I think Draco would want to also have a say in the decorating aspect, rather than just Hermione. He grew up privileged, he knows what is good and expensive and would suggest from time-to-time. Who stressed the most? - Probably Hermione because stress is her middle name.How fancy was the ceremony? -Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - No one in particular, maybe those who did not approve of Draco marrying a muggle-born, and the other way around for Hermione. Those who don’t want them to be happy.
Sex:
Who is the one to instigate things? - Draco, definitely, but Hermione isn’t innocent either. How healthy is their sex life? -Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right nowHow kinky are they? -Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s headHow much cuddling/snuggling do they do? -No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.
Children:
How many children will they have naturally? - One or two max. Whenever I play Hermione I always just want one child for her, a boy, and I think that would work out well for her and Draco. Maybe a second child, possibly a girl.How many children will they adopt? - None, unless adopting a cat/dog counts (possibly once Crookshanks croaks)Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - The both of them, they equally share the responsibilities. Hermione had to teach Draco a couple times how to properly change a diaper until he got the hang of it, and used to the smell.Who is the stricter parent? - Hermione, we all know Draco was never one to follow the rules. I think he’d help direct loads of ridiculous antics with their kid to annoy Hermione in innocent ways. Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Hermione, ‘sucks the fun out of everything’ Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Draco, either Hermione would be out the door for work or sleeping in from reading until late.Who is the more loved parent? - They are both equally loved by their son / son & daughter.Who cried the most at graduation? - Hermione, but Draco wasn’t dry-eyed either. Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Draco, with those Ministry connections, but also he’d never abandon his child in times of trouble and will always fight or bail them out.
Cooking:
Who does the most cooking? - A very equal job between the two, Hermione more than Draco because of all the cooking/household charms she learned from Mrs Weasley. I like to think Draco cooks to try and be romantic. He makes breakfast and coffee most of the time. Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Neither, I think they both enjoy food and are always eager to try new things, especially when they start travelling. Who does the grocery shopping? - They do it together, or whenever the other is out at work and they’re running low.How often do they bake desserts? - Hermione probably makes something every week or every other week. There’s always something sweet lying around to nibble on.Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - An equal medium, I think they try to keep things light during the week and indulge during the weekend or their days off.Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - DRACOWho is more likely to suggest going out? - Both, Draco suggests fancy wizarding restaurants, Hermione suggests muggle places she knows. Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - I like to think they’re both very well-rounded in cooking and keeping the area clean&safe. They could only burn down the house if distracted, maybe from reading, or by the other. 
Chores:
Who cleans the room? - Both, they like a tidy living & sleeping spaceWho is really against chores? - Neither; Hermione would always teach Draco new charms to help clean their home. It’s fairly easy when magic is involved. Who cleans up after the pets? - Hermione because it is her cat, but Crooks took a quick liking to Draco. Sometimes he teases her that Crookshanks is his cat now. Sometimes he’s seen feeding the cat in the morning and chatting over coffee. Draco takes care of his owl, but Hermione would never histate to clean its cage every now and then. Sometimes he’s seen chatting with all three in the morning when Salazar isn’t out hunting. Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - NeitherWho stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Hermione, unless Draco’s parents are coming over, then the both of them, Draco more.Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Draco
Misc:
Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Hermione longer baths, Draco longer showers. Probably longer than normal because the other always decides to join.Who takes the dog out for a walk? - If they had a dog; probably a Labrador, Dalmatian, or (a ridiculously dramatic) Samoyed, they would walk him/her together at night after dinner, and take turns for the morning walks. How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Towards the beginning of living together, Hermione more than Draco was always eager to decorate for the holidays. She started off small but over the years went over the top, but not enough to be a distraction or obstruction. Eventually, Draco caught on and sometimes would have their home decorated as a surprise for Hermione when she got home from work.What are their goals for the relationship? - The obvious-- to be happy and healthy, they deserve it after the lives they’ve had. To set examples for the rest of the Wizarding World, that after the war people can change, that a strict pure-blood wizard was able to set his upbringing aside, realise what is right, and marry a muggle-born. Not that they openly speak about their relationship, but they’re not ashamed and don’t hide it. It is more to set an example for the people in their lives, especially those unhappy with their relationship.Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Hermione, easily. But she does enjoy waking up early.Who plays the most pranks? - Draco, just so he can mess with Hermione. She likes to get back at him eventually, which is always a surprise for him because he never expects it. 
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