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bitterchocoo · 5 months

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I Remember You

Wanderer | M. Reader as Ice King [Adventure Time]

[PLATONIC]

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"It's just you and me in the wreckage of the world."

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Ever since that day, he thought he'll be alone.. venturing through the dark and scary world. Did he do something wrong? Why was he abandoned like that? Why? Was it something he did?

Either way... there's nothing he could do.. now that he's all alone..

For days he ventured through the land. He found many people along the way. Friends. New friends. They were kind and lovely people, they're almost like.. family..

But all good things must come to an end... he was alone again...

Why...? Why does everyone he met end up leaving him? Is it because of him? Did he do something wrong? Did he unknowingly make them upset? Angry? No matter how he looks at it, no matter how much he tries to think of a reason, he can't find one. He couldn't understand why they would always leave him.

That is until... he met someone..

A man by the name, [Name] [L. Name].

He seems to be a traveler. One that's traveling the world in search of—something. The day he found him was the day the man saw him cry. God knows what went through his head, but [Name] tried to do everything within his power to stop his cries. He tried cracking some jokes, giving some sweets, etc. In the end, the man gave him a small doll.

And that finally made him stop crying.

Since then.. he would tag along with [Name] and his adventures.

The two spend what felt like an eternity together.

The man loved him like he was his own flesh and blood. He cared for him.... loved him... like a caring father.. and he was grateful. Never had he ever felt so loved and cared for by someone, especially a mortal like him.

The man would do anything within his power to ensure that he lives a happy and fulfilling life. Anything.

Even putting on that damn crown.

He knew the danger of it. Yet he uses it anyway. And no matter how much he begged and pleaded to [Name] not to use it, he still used it anyway. All for his sake. Maybe he was too protective.. maybe he was too carrying.. maybe he was too loving... maybe he was too... selfless...

He didn't listen. He never listened.

[Name] continues to put on the crown regardless of what he says. In his mind... he was just trying to protect this innocent child.

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When he became Wanderer it felt like a breath of fresh air. He could start a new.. this time.. he had Nahida and the Traveler by his side...

He could let go of the past and look forward to the future...

The day he received his first commission was the day where he's finally reunited with that man.

But...

What happened?

Why is his hair white? Why is he actually like that? Why is he wearing the crown 24/7?! What's going on?!

"...[Name]..?" He called out to the man, his voice filled with confusion.

"[Name]? What's that? Who's [Name]? I'm Ice King!"

Huh...? What did he just say..? Ice King...? Wh—Where is he? Where's [Name]? Where's the intelligent, caring, loving man he knew? Where's the man that cared and loved him as if he was his own? Where is he?

Where's [Name] [L. Name]?

"....The crown.."

"Yeah, pretty isn't it? But it's mine so you can't have it~!" He replied rather childishly.

Is he truly him? That man... that once carrying, intelligent man..

Reduced to a lunatic.

Him? A lunatic? A madman? A disturbance to the peace? No no no no no. NO! He refused! He refused to believe that!! He can't! There's no way in Teyvat is this man the same one he met years ago! This has to be a different person!!

There's no way the dignified, patient, caring, intelligent man had been reduced to his lunatic!

.....right..?

"Hey, Gunter! Look!" [Name] spoke up as he pointed to the scenery in front of them. The mountains, the water, the sky... it creates a beautiful view.. a sight for sore eyes.

Meanwhile the other doesn't seem as enthusiastic as him. He frowns at the man addressing him as "Gunter." He had lost it... using that curse thing over and over again... eating away at his sanity.. Until he can't even remember his name.

"Gunter, look!"

"Yeah... It's pretty..."

"What are we doing again?"

"Jogging your memory."

Maybe... if he could just... jog his memory... then [Name] could come back to him.. right..?

The two spent their time together, [Name] was enjoying the time of his life, he was very happy with the new turn of events. He never would have thought there was someone out there that's willing to go hangout with him! He actually had a friend!

But Wanderer... he doesn't share the enjoyment..

He wanted him so bad... He wanted [Name]... He wants his father figure back.. not this lunatic... Not Ice King, but [Name] [L. Name]. He tried and tried but it just... doesn't work.. every time he tries to do something with the Ice King, things that they used to do... he just.. doesn't get it.. he played it off like it's some kind of game...

It's frustrating!!

WHY!? Why can't he have him back?! Why can't he just... be happy?! Why can't he get the ending he wants?! Is this the Gods punishing him for what he had done?! By taking away what he had?! By taking away the only person he actually cared about?!

"You know today was fun!" The lunatic said with a cheeky grin on his face, ever so ignorant to Wanderer's frustration.

"Why? Why can't you just—!" He stops himself once his eyes fall to a photo. A specific photo of the past.

He immediately took it and started examining it before letting out a sigh of frustration and shoving the photo towards the other's face. "You don't remember anything do you! Look! This is you! Before the whole thing!"

Ice King took the photo and looked at it with a confused expression, clearly not understanding what Wanderer is trying to say which earned a frustrated groan in return. "You were a traveler—!"

"No, I'm a lyricist! Just look!" He pulled out a paper from his coat and handed it to Wanderer with the same cheeky grin. "I clearly wrote good lyrics!"

With a huff Wanderer snatched the paper in a swift motion, he was going to tear it to shreds before he realized something...

This is a photo.

Turning it around he was met by a photo of himself, back in the past... where ignorant.. is bliss...

Turning it back around, he began to read the words written on it. His eyes slowly widened as a hint of the truth finally showed up.

"Kabukimono, is it just you and me in the wreckage of the world. That must be so confusing for a little boy and I know you're going to need me here with you..

But I'm losing myself, and I'm afraid you're gonna lose me too. This magic keeps me alive, but it's making me crazy and I need to save you, but who's going to save me? I can feel myself slipping away... I can't remember what it made me say.... But I remember that I saw you frown...

I swear it wasn't me, it was the crown!

Please.... forgive me for whatever I do...

When I don't remember you...."

Why.... Why does it have to end this way..? Why can't he...

"Hey, you okay there, Gunter?" Ice King asked with a hint of concern in his voice. Wanderer looked at him for a moment but he could say anything... his throat closed up every time he was about to speak.. he couldn't breath and..

Is he crying....? Is he actually crying..?

Without warning... the other engulfed him in a hug, a warm, loving hug... He can't remember when's the last time someone hugged him like this... especially by him..

"There there, Gunter." Ice King tries to comfort him as he speaks in a soft tone.

Maybe...

Maybe the [Name] he knew is still there.. somewhere... But... it still doesn't change the fact that... he can't be [Name] again... Ice King can't be [Name] [L. Name] again... that man is long gone...

Wanderer can't help but let his tears fall as the realization hits him. He buried his head on the man's chest.

Maybe he could try loving this lunatic, insane man... like how he had loved [Name] [L. Name]... Maybe he could... try and make the best out of the worst scenario...

Make the best out of this bittersweet reunion.

"I love you... [Name]..... father..."

"Love you too, Gunter."

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gracieryder · 8 months

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Happy Thursday! I come bearing gifts!

A collection of one-shots by the wonderful @extasiswings as a fic book you can purchase with beautiful cover art from @like-the-rest-of-la. If you're interested, please send me a DM for the link!

This book includes the following Buddie one-shots for your enjoyment:

fire on fire • 6.7k

"You’re sleeping with him.” “I’m not—” Eddie rolls his eyes and corrects himself halfway through. “I’m not sleeping with him like that, okay?” Sophia looks at him for a long moment as her gaze turns from teasing to thoughtful. “But you want to be. Right?” [Or: Buck and Eddie get in the habit of sharing a bed while living together during quarantine. It's platonic until it isn't.]

With A Little Help From My Friends • 2.9k

“You know…several of us parents get together once, maybe twice a month or so. You’re welcome to join us if you’d like. I can add you to the email chain.” Not for the first time that day, Eddie’s surprised. It’s not that he’s opposed, more that the invitation is unexpected. He’s not particularly social—when he is it’s with the team or with Buck or with his family, all of them in each other’s houses, in each other’s lives both at work and away from it. Outside of them… It occurs to him that he’s never really known how to make friends. [Or: Eddie makes friends outside of work and realizes that Buck might not, in fact, be just a friend]

unfold me (tell me you love me) • 2.4k

Eddie follows the sound of running water to the kitchen. He stops in the doorway, leaning against the frame, and spends a moment just watching Buck scrub potatoes in the sink until the other man glances up and notices him. “Hey,” Buck greets. “Chris is reading in his room, I’m just working on dinner. How was the date?” God, I love you, Eddie thinks, and nearly has to bite his tongue to keep it to himself. [Or: Eddie goes on a date and has some realizations about what he really wants.]

for all the perfect things I doubt • 5.2k

Evan Buckley is really good in bed. Sometimes he wishes he wasn’t.

dream of some epiphany • 7.4k

Evan Buckley is lost. It’s happenstance that he wanders into the navy recruiting center—he’s been in San Diego for a few weeks, bartending late nights and weekends, living in a house with three other guys not because he needs the roommates but because he doesn’t want to be alone, and the military is…respectable. Stable. So Buck thinks maybe and opens the door. Buck leaves ten minutes later with a set of printed instructions for sending his first letter, assured that he can drop it off whenever he’s ready, and a name. Staff Sergeant Edmundo “Eddie” Diaz.

of men and of angels • 13.5k

For now we see in a mirror, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know fully even as also I was fully known. - 1 Corinthians 13:12 Eddie Diaz learns a lot as a kid. Boys aren’t soft. Boys don’t cry. Boys don’t kiss boys. As he gets older, he realizes that everything has exceptions. Boys can be soft sometimes. Boys can cry sometimes. And some boys kiss other boys. But Eddie likes kissing girls. And since he likes kissing girls, that’s the end of the story. Isn’t it? [Or: the one with all the repression]

translate the magic (show me) • 8.1k

“I think I might be bad in bed.” Eddie rolls that thought around in his head, trying to decide the best way to respond, weighing the options of what Buck needs to hear versus how to say it. It’s not a conversation he wants to be having, is part of the problem. Thinking about Buck desperately seeking connection through fleeting sexual encounters with strangers already makes him swallow back a wave of petty jealousy and possessiveness. But there’s an added level of insult to injury to the idea that Buck wasn’t even having good sex. Which maybe explains why despite his initial commitment to delicacy and tact, what comes out of Eddie’s mouth is— “You probably were. Bad at it.” Buck’s eyes widen, a strangled noise sounding from his throat. “Don’t pull any punches,” he shoots back as he hunches in the chair and drains the last dregs of his beer. “I didn’t mean it like that.” [Or: the one where Buck has a crisis and Eddie teaches him what good sex really is]

paint me a heaven with your bloodied mouth • 3.3k

Buck. Four letters. One syllable. Eddie knows it’s a nickname. He doesn’t know why Buck picked it or why Buck seems to use it exclusively, but he figures it isn’t really his business. And also that it probably isn’t that deep—all of them use nicknames at work or otherwise in their daily lives. Eddie himself might find it weird if anyone outside of his immediate family suddenly started using his full name regularly after so many years of only rarely hearing it from anyone else. So. Eddie calls Buck Buck. And he doesn’t think anything of it. At least…not at first.

all my atoms • 3.9k

Every atom of me and every atom of you...we'll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pin trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams...and when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won't just be able to take one, they'll have to take two. There are three things every child learns about daemons: Don’t ask questions or talk about another person’s daemon—it’s rude. Don’t put too much distance between yourself and your daemon—it’ll hurt. Under no circumstances should you ever touch someone else’s daemon. Simple. Straightforward. Easy to remember, easier to follow. That’s what Eddie thinks of the rules.

half agony, half hope • 4.4k

“My brother does look well tonight, doesn’t he?” Adriana asks, changing the subject as they turn. Her eyes spark with mischief when Buck hums idly in agreement. “Strange that bruise on his neck, though. I can’t imagine how he could have gotten such a thing.” “Perhaps his fencing partner got a bit overzealous,” he offers, despite knowing that won’t be good enough for her to drop it. [Or, after four seasons, the ton remains baffled that no engagement appears forthcoming between Viscount Buckley and the youngest sister of the Duke of Cederhall. But perhaps they should be paying more attention to the viscount and the duke himself...]

safety and home • 3.1k

The thing Eddie remembers most about the shooting isn’t the shot itself, or the pain, or even the fear—it’s the cold. He’s been through enough in his life to know that his subconscious works in weird ways. After Afghanistan he dreamed more directly of burning helicopters and gunfire, blood in his mouth and smoke on his tongue. Shadows and screams and guilt. After the well his dreams were of Christopher, Shannon, waves crashing on a beach. And Buck. Sunlight. This time...this time Eddie dreams of drowning. [For the prompt: "I'll keep you warm."]

light the dynamite • 1.6k

Buck shivers as he thinks back to earlier in the day, at the way Eddie snapped his name like a whip across the radio when he did exactly what Eddie and Bobby both had told him not to do. At the frosty glad to hear it, Firefighter Buckley, when Buck called dispatch back to tell Eddie he was fine if a little bruised. At the way Eddie had called him at the end of the shift, voice low and quiet and commanding, hooking deep beneath Buck’s skin and stealing the breath from his lungs until all he could manage was a rasping acknowledgment before hanging up. It could be seconds, or minutes, or an hour more, but finally the bedroom door clicks open and— “So you do know how to follow instructions,” Eddie says, the edge in his voice not quite sharp enough to cut but a warning nonetheless. “I was wondering.”

show your cards • 2.7k

“What was this tonight?” Buck rasps, his voice rough as sandpaper to his own ears. Eddie’s lips quirk as his eyes flick to somewhere just to the left of Buck’s ear like he can’t respond if he’s looking at Buck outright. “It was dinner, Buck,” he says. “Dinner and a poker game.” And Buck could leave it there. Honestly, he probably should leave it there, leave it alone, let it drop despite the fact that he can practically taste the lie in the air. But he’s too warm and his pulse is so fast that he’s dizzy with it and Eddie is so close that Buck can’t breathe so he can’t help himself— “Eddie.” His voice cracks. Eddie looks back at him, meets his gaze. Slowly, with more than enough time for Buck to move or to stop him, Eddie brings a hand up to curl around Buck’s shoulder, his thumb brushing Buck’s neck in a way that lights up every inch of his skin. “Tonight was whatever you want it to be,” Eddie corrects finally. “No more, no less.”

you make my heart beat • 1.9k

Eddie Diaz knows two things: 1) he's a great nurse; and 2) he does not fall for patients. After spending five months with Evan Buckley...well. Maybe that second one is a little more of an open question.

graveyard whistling (and why things hurt) • 3.2k

“Eddie?” Buck’s hand touches his shoulder and Eddie inhales sharply and comes back to himself. His eyes flick back to the phone—the screen now dimmed and black—then settle on the counter next to it as he swallows hard. “You okay?” Buck asks quietly. “She died today,” Eddie replies. “And I forgot. I forgot that it was today.”

only human, nothing more • 1.9k

It’s stupid maybe, but it feels a little like something happens in that chair. They cut away the softness and leave behind sharp regulation edges and it doesn’t stop Eddie from being afraid, but it...helps. Helps him pretend. Helps him fall into the role of someone who is responsible, someone who knows what they’re doing, someone who— Someone who is in control. (Stupid, maybe. Stupid, definitely, is what he settles on years later when he’s back from war, trapped in his own head and drowning on dry land, because regulation edges make him flinch when he looks in the mirror and he knows no haircut in the world is going to help him fake his way back to normalcy. So he just lets it grow again. It doesn’t matter anyway.) [Or: Eddie introspection through the seasons as explored through haircuts]

It’s 5.5 x 8.5 in. and 319 pages.

Of course, no money is being made off of this collection. Here's the evidence of that:

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#evan buckley #eddie diaz #buddie #911 #playground love: tales from the engine (and beyond)#extasiswings #chapel my darling! <3

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wwinterwitch · 2 years

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safe space - steve harrington x fem!reader

summary: steve was afraid to admit his feelings for you, until the fear of losing you to someone else was stronger

pairing: steve harrington x fem!reader

word count: 1,895

warnings/what to expect: angst and fluff, insecure!steve, jealous!steve, mentions of alcohol, house party, kissing, the fruity four is featured bc why not, sharing feelings

a/n: this was also requested so thanks to the lovely anon who requested it!!

a comment and/or reblog is always appreciated

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"Well, I'm gonna get drunk."

"Eddie!" Robin exclaimed.

"What? It's the only reason I came to this stupid party."

"I'll go with you then," she insisted, grabbing his shoulders to push him towards the backyard of the house. "I'll make sure he doesn't fall into his self-destructive tendencies!"

"You're being dramatic," he argued.

"Am I?" Robin asked. "Remember last time we had to drag you to Steve's car and you kept trying to get out, saying that you wanted to walk home 'cause the moon was pretty?"

"That was a one time thing."

"Well, this is me making sure it is a one time thing."

"Children," Nancy muttered when she saw Robin and Eddie walking away, still bickering. "Actual children."

"Yeah, I think we need to stop being friends with that many children. It's starting to become a pattern."

Nancy laughed at his comment as they both walked further inside the house. She could tell Steve was already looking for you, scanning the entirety of the place in hopes to see you somewhere.

The two of them went to get a can of soda each. Nancy didn't feel like drinking and Steve was, as always, the designated driver of the friend group.

"Maybe she's not here yet?" tried Nancy, looking up at her friend who continued to look around.

"She? Who– who are we talking about here?"

"Oh, right. As if you haven't been looking around like a complete maniac to find her," she joked. "Are you going to finally tell her?"

The answer was very clear. Despite having a massive crush on you, Steve would never in a million years tell you. He's better off dating random girls here and there that he's not really interested in at all. That's his new security system, apparently.

Because it's so easy dating someone you don't care about, and even tho Steve felt terrible for pretending with all these girls he had dated, they make him feel safe. He doesn't expect anything from then or their "relationship", because he just doesn't care. He doesn't get his hopes up, he doesn't get his heart broken.

But with you, things get complicated. He is going to expect something, he is going to get his hopes up, so he's inevitably getting his heart crushed into tiny pieces.

Steve can't go through that again. Even when him and Nancy are now very good friends and they both love each other in a platonic way, Steve could still remember how difficult it was for him to get over her. That relationship was terrible, and it left Steve thinking he wasn't meant to ever get his happy ending with someone else. It's just Steve. Steve the babysitter who's surrounded by kids. Steve the lonely guy.

So if he's not meant for serious relationships, why even bother? Might as well suffer in silence because it seems far more tolerable than having to suffer for someone else that doesn't want to be with you.

Though it was difficult, because even tho you didn't hang out most of the time, you happened to be one of the unlucky people in Hawkins that know about the Upside Down, which mean you have hanged out sometimes.

Your family is very close to the Byers, you and Jonathan practically growing up together, so ever since Will got missing you were very involved in the search, quickly becoming part of the group. You knew about what was happening even before he did.

So every time something Upside Down related happens, you'll be there. And Steve has to pretend like you're not the most beautiful girl he has ever seen, or that you're practically all he can think about whenever you're around. Problem was that you never seemed to show any interest in him that passed the barrier of a simple friendship. You treated him the same way as you would treat everyone, so he knew his feelings weren't reciprocated in the slightest.

It'd be much better if you didn't know about any of that, because that means you two would never hang out, making it easier for Steve to try not to think about you.

Nancy and Steve eventually found you. You were just entering the house with your group of friends, all of you immediately going to the backyard as you said hi to a few people along the way. Meanwhile, the two of them remained in the kitchen with their non-alcoholic beverage.

"For what it's worth," she continued since Steve wasn't replying. "I think she might like you back."

Steve looked down at Nancy, who was flashing a sympathetic smile at him. "I don't think so, but...thanks."

"Maybe you should try talking to her tonight and see where it goes?" she tried once again.

"Yeah, maybe...I don't know."

Nancy simply nodded, letting the subject go. Eventually, Eddie and Robin joined them in the kitchen. Robin immediately grabbed a can from the counter and put away the beer can she was holding.

"Thank god," she muttered. "I needed this."

Eddie grabbed Robin's unfinished beer, making sure to drink it after he finishes his. "Hey, Harrington. We talked to your girlfriend outside."

"She's not my girlfriend."

His friend smirked. "Well, the fact that I don't even have to say a name kinda says it all."

"She asked about you," Robin said this time.

Almost immediately, Steve's features soften and his eyes light up. "She did?"

"Yup. Asked if you we here."

"What? And what did you say?"

"That you are?" Eddie replied as if it was obvious. "She was all smiles and heart eyes when she heard that. Just like you're looking at us now."

Nancy immediately nudged Steve with obvious excitement. "I told you! Go talk to her!"

"Yeah, okay...yeah, wait– what should I tell her?"

Eddie scoffed. "You're the Steve Harrington. Isn't talking to girls kinda your thing?"

"She's different," he explained.

"So romantic," commented Robin sarcastically. "Look, just be yourself. Ask her how she's doing, what are her plans for the summer, invite her to dance...you know, basic human interactions."

"Everything will be fine," Nancy said, being the only one actually trying to be supportive and serious about this. "If she asked about you, it means she's interested."

Steve gave his three friends a look before finally deciding to do something about his crush for you. Deep down he was still scared, but talking to you one time at a party doesn't mean anything, right? That wouldn't hurt him (or so he hopes).

When he got out of the house and into the backyard, he struggled a little to find you because there were a lot of people at the party. Eventually, he spotted you, but his heart sank when he noticed you were talking with another guy.

He was saying something, standing very close to you, and he couldn't bare to see you laughing at whatever that guy just said. Almost immediately, he felt anger rushing though his entire body. This shouldn't be happening. It should be him the one talking to you, maybe saying some silly joke to get you to laugh because he loves your smile. It should be him the one standing so close to you, not...whoever that was.

And maybe Steve should've got back to the house and settle with the idea that you were already talking with someone else. That he lost his change of getting your attention tonight. But he didn't do that.

It was unclear to him what possessed him to walk towards the two of you, clearly interrupting your conversation. "Hi," he said very awkwardly.

At the sight of him, your smile instantly disappeared, wondering what the hell he was doing. "Uh...hi, Steve," you said. It's not like you're not happy to see him, but his approach was definitely unexpected.

"Thanks for keeping her company, man," he added shortly after, smiling at whoever it was that you were talking to. Then, he grabbed your hand to drag you away.

"What was that?" you asked, genuinely confused.

"I, uh...I don't know. Looked like he was bothering you."

"He wasn't."

"Oh, well...I just know that guy from around. Terrible guy."

"Yeah, I know him too. And he's actually really nice," you continued, looking more and more confused. "Is there something going on? Shit, please tell me we don't have to go through a portal again."

"No, no. That's not it."

"Then what is it?"

"I...I just– I guess I wanted to talk to you? It's kinda important."

You nodded, waiting for him to continue. Steve's heart was beating so fast, he thought he could actually have a heart attack any minute. To be a so called "ladies magnet" he has absolutely no game when it came to you, which completely terrifies him. It makes him vulnerable, which is the last thing he wants since the last time he allowed himself to be vulnerable his heart was broken.

"Well, I don't know if I was too obvious or not in the past, but...I kinda have a thing for you?"

Your face showed you weren't expecting that. "You do?"

"Yeah," he says, nothing but obvious relief in the way he let that out. He felt like the biggest weight was lift off his shoulders. "God, I mean...you are the only thing I can think about all day."

"Why– why didn't you say anything before?"

"I was scared," he shrugged, the look on his face made your heart melt. "As you probably know, I'm the worst at keeping a girlfriend. Thing is, I'm so bad at it because I never allow myself to get too comfortable, you know? I put a barrier up because I'm so scared to let someone in just to watch them disappoint me."

His confession was truly hard to hear. To know Steve had feelings for you but he never wanted to talk about it because he was already thinking you would break his heart without even giving you a chance. After what he said, you couldn't help but lift your hand up to his face, resting your palm against the skin of his cheek. It was adorable to see him lean into your touch, as if he has been waiting years for this to happen.

"Steve, I would never hurt you," you said, meaning every word.

"You promise?" he asked barely above a whisper. You noticed his voice slightly breaking, his eyes shinning a little more due to the few tears starting to pool in his eyes.

"I promise."

The smile appearing on Steve's face has got to be the most beautiful thing you've ever had the pleasure of witnessing. He couldn't hold himself back any longer, leaning into you to kiss you. You quickly melted into the kiss, gladly accepting it as his arms wrapped around you tight. His kiss was sweet, yet needy. He has been waiting for this moment for a long time, the kiss being a perfect indicator of it.

As soon as the he pulled away from you, he rested his head against the crook of your neck, hugging you.

At that moment you felt it. The way his shoulders would relax, his head resting on your shoulder, he was so at peace. He allowed to let his worries go as he pulled you close to his body, trusting that there's no safer place in the world than being in-between your arms.

And you hugged him back just at tight, hoping that would let him know you are a safe place. That you'll always be there to care for him and protect him. That the last thing you'll ever want to do is to see him hurt.

For once, he believed it. He believed he deserves to be comfortable and put his guard down. He does deserve to be happy with you.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fic

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maximotts · 2 years

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Can you do a Taylor Sloane fic and " there’s something between us- a sort of pull. something you always do to me and i to you. "

-👽

this took forever for me to post I'm so sorryyyy, I did end up writing more to it today though when I opened it so maybe that's a good way to make up for it? 💖

combined with another request: “i’m more beautiful than anybody else, why can’t i be happy?”

words: 1.6K

summary: fitzgerald prompts— Taylor Sloane x f!reader; some things have to be dealt with before hooking up if you care about someone. It'd be nice if you could at least do it confidently.

“Taylor, this isn’t right…” You should feel icky, terrible, ashamed of yourself, for finding yourself in this situation. Taylor had lured you out to her Joshua Tree getaway, insisting that LA was too loud and the break would do her some good. In truth, she had a lot going on with her divorce and the backlash it was causing her both online and in the real world. Turns out separating from your husband was still looked down on in its own modern way.

She’d asked you so nicely that saying no would’ve felt mean; all you had to do was drive her and she’d take care of everything else. You didn’t think she’d wanted you to take care of her in turn. “Oh come on, don’t I look pretty?”

The night out was a wild one, the two of you dancing away for hours at a dive bar Taylor loved to hide out in, free from anyone who cared about social media at all. For as obsessed as she seemed with her Instagram, she got fed up with the performance most days and longed more and more to just be herself. It was that desire that drove her away from her husband; he didn’t appreciate Taylor’s late nights out or long wandering walks and the night he called her silly and childish, she was out the door and over to your house. Every day since then, the blonde sought you out in one way or another; whether over facetime or sliding into your bed for a late night cuddle, she always made her presence known.

She’d flirted with you before, even giving you kisses and sitting on your lap when she wanted a cute picture for her feed. The comments were always littered with her fans speculating what the two of you got up to when Ezra was away and even though the discourse so clearly bothered her husband, she never shut any of them down. You suspected she selfishly loved to see him squirm; their relationship wasn’t built on too many happy feelings.

It wasn’t a secret that Taylor was into women, she just never said anything about it explicitly— some things she wanted to keep for herself. Only enough to keep people guessing amongst her followers. And to keep her entertained… that part didn’t make you feel great. “Taylor, you’re beautiful, you know that. It’s just…”

“Just what? What could be so bad about something we both want?” You hesitated to call out her selfish nature; she often acted on a whim, doing what felt good for her and ignoring her companions’ feelings. She was your closest friend, Taylor never meant to hurt you, but this push and pull, it always did. A few times, you’d gotten close to coming out with those feelings —after a kiss that lingered too long or a touch too intimate to be platonic— but one of you would always jump away or change the subject. But this line was too much to cross without at least trying to say something.

You settled your hands on her waist, trying to pull her back from her stride to the bedroom. All of this was too much; the alcohol, the way she’d danced against you until you seriously debated dragging her into the messy bathroom, the filthy things she’d whispered in your ear as she practically climbed you in the back of your Uber. And now in this house with just the two of you, her hands running up the hem of your shirt as soon as you stopped holding her hands.

Taylor Sloane was a terribly convincing individual. “I’m more beautiful than anyone else, you said that earlier,” It was true, you did. When you had her backed into a dark corner, sucking hickeys into her neck as the loud music drowned out her whines. You’d been more inebriated back there, acting on the lustful thoughts you typically kept bottled up with the help of the atmosphere, but you’d sobered up on the drive back even as Taylor clung to you. It was partially your fault she thought you were completely in. You were— just more in than she knew. “Why can’t I be happy?”

It was one hundred percent your fault that you wanted to be all in how you were.

“Of course, you can be happy. I want you to be happy.” You wanted to be the only to make her happy. “You’ll just regret this later, I’m looking out for you.” Taylor was finicky and impulsive, but if you told her that she’d go off on you. She was capable of great sincerity when she wanted to be, but with how she’d treated you in the past, you were scared she really only saw you as a toy to get off with. As much as you were looking out for her, you were looking out for yourself too, and your heart. For all of your flirting, you doubted she knew you had a genuine interest in her, listening to all of her ideas and concepts earnestly, even when she’d already written them off as stupid. Years of her marriage to Ezra and validation from only the most surface level things had left Taylor more than a little inept when it came to real emotions.

“I’m a big girl, I can handle myself.” Taylor huffed at your hesitation, tugging insistently until you‘d gone the last few steps into her room. You’d seen the place so many times, but now it held more stakes than you’d like, even Taylor’s guiding hand made you shiver.

“Close your eyes, I want to show you something special.” She wasn’t in the mood for anything besides the sex you’d promised her just over an hour ago. Whatever made you hesitate worried her; Taylor thought you really liked her, there shouldn’t be anything else to talk about. “Please just, don’t run off.”

You did as you were told, silently grateful for the moment to gather your thoughts. If you could shut off your brain, you would, all you wanted was to enjoy yourself and fuck, you wish you’d drunk more back at the bar. “Open.”

Slowly, you did, scared of what you’d find behind the safety of your fingers, but as soon as you did, your arms fell slack. Taylor wore the exact bra and panties set she’d teased you about buying a few months ago, the same one you warned not to wear around you unless she wanted to be eaten alive. As soon as you could rip your eyes away from her lace clad breasts, you caught the wicked smirk on her face and knew you were in trouble. “You did promise me, babe.”

Turning your brain off was easier said than done. Taylor looked stunning, you wanted to crash straight into her and never let go. With the way she was biting her lip, she was more than ready to let you do whatever you pleased. But you had her attention and your heart forced your mouth open even as your feet brought you to stand between her legs.

"There’s something between us- a sort of pull…” Taylor fought the urge to roll her eyes; she liked you a lot, that was a given. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk about how she felt, but right now all she wanted was for you to render her speechless and… not in this way. This was some deeper way Taylor was rarely used to hearing. She did have to admire your clear restraint though, how you just barely let your hands rove over the smooth expanse of her bare stomach before settling them back on her arms. You were determined to get whatever you had to say out, the least the blonde could do was hear you out. “I don’t want this to be some one-night drunken thing.”

She was just so captivating and perfect and so close. And you’d never felt more embarrassed. You’d taken what had to be the least sexy turn, stammering out your feelings to a girl who’d eagerly brought you to her bed. All of this and she might not even feel the same, but with one scared look into those impatiently waiting green eyes, you knew she deserved to know she wasn’t some quick fuck for you. “Please Taylor, you’re special to me.”

Taylor sighed, but she wasn’t unaffected. She couldn’t be. Part of her couldn’t believe she was hearing you right, that you even had to have this conversation. “You’re special to me too, okay? I never said you weren’t.”

“I know, but.. wait- really?” It wasn’t what you’d expected to hear, especially not with how annoyed she looked as she pushed your jacket from your shoulders. “Does that mean we could do this again?”

“We’d have to do this the first time to have a second.” Taylor was clearly fed up, sitting up on her knees to wind her arms around your neck. She kissed you before you could speak again, having exhausted her patience with your rambling. This time Taylor stayed against your lips until you got the hint: she liked you, stop worrying, stop questioning her intentions.

When she let up, your lips were red and swollen, head fuzzy with how drunk on her you were now. You didn’t pull away this time as she tugged your shirt over your head nor when she shoved your shorts down to your ankles; now you let your mind safely fall into auto-pilot. “I’d better make the first time amazing then.”

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hey! i heard your requests were open and this is honestly something ive been wanting to request from someone for a long time but i was never sure if they did sibling dynamics,, until i saw your post haha

could i request some sibling headcanons with childe? preferably one close in age to him (maybe like one year younger)

dont be pressured to do this btw! feel free to delete my ask 💗 hope you have a good day <3

𝐒𝐧𝐞𝐳𝐡𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚'𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐬

A/N: thank you for asking anon! I'm glad you found what you were looking for, hope you like it. I'm just sorry it took me so long, busy times :')

𝐓𝐖: Spoilers for Childe's past, super tiny bit of angst, one swear word ig, just you and Childe sibling-fighting.

𝐅𝐭.: Childe - GN!Reader (platonic)

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 814

𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨: Treehouse - Alex G, Emily Yacina

𝐈𝐟 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬. Side by side through thick and thin, you and Ajax bring both havoc and cute displays of familial love capable of warming up the biting cold of snezhnaya.

Alright

You're either two menaces or polar opposites, no in between.

But in the end you share both happy bonding moments and "come here and let me strangle you" situations, yanno, ordinary administration.

Plus your relationship had its ups and downs with Ajax falling into the abyss. But family stays family right?

More under the cut!

As kids you used to venture together in the woods, little sledge in one hand and wooden swords in the other.

In case you don’t share Ajax’s adventurer spirit well, I’m sorry for u he’s dragging you out anyways <3

He’d pretend to be one of the characters from your father’s stories and play the hero, but he won't let you be the mc most of the time. Smack his face with a snowball >:(

Snowball fight -> tickle fight -> one of you gets “seriously” hurt and starts crying.

Cue for the other to shush them in fear of your parents' wrath, even tho they're not around.

But despite these little quarrels you tend to be mutually kind in your everyday life.

Someone broke something? Whoever is innocent tries to take the blame. The other intervenes and in the end you both get away with it.

You’re too cute and wholesome, your parents can’t punish you.

It started as an act of bravery and affection, and now it’s a strategy you always use >:)

Those times when Ajax wakes up because of a nightmare you scoop over and let him hide in your bed.

You'd even come up with bedtime stories of your own, where he's the strongest ever and nothing can hurt him. And of course he does the same for you.

You’re lovely really, But then you'd fight over the silliest shit </3

There was a time when he kept giving you the silent treatment, and you wouldn’t understand why??

After at least ten years of cohabitation you learned the telltale signs of his anger, but why was he mad? You just spent the weekend with your dad while he was stuck in his bed with a cold- oh.

Most of the times you apologise and clarify, you don't like it when silly conflicts put distance in your relationship.

Some other times you get mad in return.

That same day you stomp on the ice during their fishing session and all the fishes they've been waiting for hours swim away.

Ends up in a fight, and another headache for your dad who has to break it up before one of you falls in the water.

Your relationship is just beautiful, but Things change after he disappears into the abyss.

You were having one of your usual adventures and Ajax just disappeared.

Three days later he's back, but it's not the faded scratches on his skin or the rusty sword that worry you. It's his dead eyes.

You try to bring up the subject, tell him that you're here in case he wants to talk about it. But he just shows an empty smile and says that he's fine.

And the more you observe him, the more you don't recognise him.

It will take a long time before things start to resemble the past, between him joining the fatui and you chasing after your own ambitions and dreams.

Once Ajax finally finds courage to tell you what happened in the abyss, you kinda get into this habit of talking at least once a week.

You huddle for warmth in a blanket fort, fire crackling in front of you. Depending on the mood you'd confide your problems or talk about silly stuff. Even share silence sometimes.

He'll also make hot chocolate if you want <3

Ajax's the cook between you two, and for once he's grateful for his mother's unorthodox teachings. He bakes the best snacks ever.

But fatui business forces him to leave at a certain point, so all you can do is exchange pictures, letters and trinkets via mail.

Though you love each other it's inevitable for you to grow distant.

BUT

When family reunites from time to time the younger ones want to play board games, or just play in general.

That's when everything goes back to your childhood days, as you two team up and help Teucer, Anthon and Tonia win the game.

Your older siblings can do nothing and honestly they don't even bother to try <3 you're still a menace to society, more dangerous than ever.

A monopoly round once ended up with real money debt.

Your actual meetings are sporadic, but Ajax assures you that he's never forgotten the pinky promise he made you.

You'll see Teyvat together one day, and even conquer it if you'd like ;)

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Applin Of My Eye Ch6 The Galarian Star Tournament

(Just for the sake of keeping track, Milo is wearing the outfit in the link and reader is wearing the dress above. Neither images mine,etc. I also don't know Peony's wife's name and just giving her one for the story, Petunia.

Milo's s outfit

danbooru.donmai.us/posts/4319485

Your Outfit

www.deviantart.com/scarlett-knight/art/Outfit-Adoptable-49-CLOSED-544835395)

Getting to know Oleana was cuffed and taken away finally by Officer Jenny filled you with joy no pun intended. And Milo had to struggle to get your form away from the scene..before just giving up, picking you up bridal style, and walking away with Felix right behind him. That finally made you freeze up and stop from you being carried away like a princess. Which made Milo chuckle at your expression and his heart skip a beat holding you so close to him at last. When you were finally put down Felix convinced you to just let Kabu and Officer Jenny handle things and have lunch with then before the day was out. His treat. Oh. ..Well since he was offering- You accepted and then there after went back to the hotel and your room. You had something important to do. Once in your room you finally let lose Silver from his pokeball. A smile gracing your face as the shiny inteleon made his way out...before you had to look up at Silver. The inteleon shook his head before blinking and looking down at you and for a moment both of you were silent. ...before Silver brought his hand up to his head's height and going straight across until he stopped above your head and stared between his white hand and your head to compare his now obviously taller height. He certainly was taller. He looked even taller than Leon and Raihan did. ...And then he chuckled at how small YOU were now compared to him.

"HEY!" You frowned when he patted your head and you pushed his hand away. "Don't try that with me! Just because you're tall now that doesn't mean I'm not boss anymore." In a very human fashion Silver held up his hands still chuckling and you crossed your arms. "Well...I guess you are taller. That part's true enough."

"Inta?" He cocked his head at you.

"What? Are you waiting me to praise you?" He nodded and you sighed before chuckling yourself. "Alright." Your hand reached over to pat his shoulder. "You did do good out there. Really good. Wasn't expecting -" Your other hand gestured to him. "-this but I'll take it. But at least I won't have to carry your butt through crowds anymore. My poor arms couldn't take it any longer." Silver have an undignified grunt and you chuckled at his response. Yep. Still the same Silver. "Just kidding."

To say it was an interesting rest of the week was an understatement. Day by day went by and you did a few things. Mostly hanging out with Milo when he offered when he wasn't hanging out with Felix or anyone else. Of course he was stopped by people. Like..A LOT of people who asked for pictures, autographs, questions, to talk- And it just reminded you just how popular Milo still was, which was why it was no surprise he ended up wearing a coat to disguise himself just so you two wouldn't be bothered.

"Aren't you hot in that thing? It's the middle of May in the summer heat and that's a winter coat."

He ended up shrugging and not acting like it was a big deal, when really he was happy just to be able to spend some time with you without being interrupted by fans. Don't get him wrong. He loved his fans and appreciated they liked his work so much but he wanted to spend some time with you to (hopefully-) help calm his nerves before your big date the day after the tournament. He still stuttered, went pink in the cheeks, and was still nervous. ..Scratch that. HE WAS A LOT NERVOUS!! In his mind over and over he replayed the same things.

"Why would he agree to go out with me? Does she think it's just platonic? OMG SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL WHEN SHE SMILES!!"

It was nice to be able to just do domestic small things together. Including a cute little shoppe that sold pokemon themed items and in the end you walked out clutching a cute sobble plushie to your chest with a small bag of trinkets. MILO did find it a bit strange Silver went with you everywhere but he didn't complain. Silver didn't cause trouble and he supposed it was just because he wasn't used to having his pokemon constantly out and about following him. Especially a pokemon who was taller than himself but A dubwool was taller and more scary looking than an inteleon and he was cool with him so Silver wasn't really a problem. Soon the days lead up to the weekend and you were woken up by the same thing. Lots of commotion early in the morning and you raced to take a shower and look presentable. Today's the day. The day of the Galarian Star Tournament. The same thing happened when you were all heading towards Rose Tower. A massive crowd in the front of hotel when you (followed by Silver) followed everyone out to the front of the hotel and plenty of taxies to take you all to the Wyndon Stadium. This time you managed to catch a ride with Gordie, Piers, and Marnie. Marnie sitting beside you and Silver and the boys sitting across from you. Gordie certainly seemed surprised to see a giant Inteleon sitting casually in the seat in front of him, but didn't say anything when you all took off. You excitedly looking at Piers with a smile.

"So you're going to be battling today huh?"

Piers nodded. "Yep. Dunno who with though." At this you gave a confused look at him. "Oh. Right. Ya aren't battlin' so the official blokes didn't tell ya. We're gonna be paired up with a partner for the battles n' double battle against two other people."

"Really?" Well that was news to you. "I'm assuming you're going to fight with Marnie then?"

He shrugged. "Dunno. The match ups were all picked at random by the Chairwoman herself so I could be paired up with anyone from Marn-Marn ta Leo. The match ups are all already picked, so we should know by the time we get there."

It felt like an eternity when in reality it might've only been twenty to thirty minutes for you all to arrive at the stadium. And the first thing that hit you other than the sounds of the corviknight's wings and the whooshing air was the fact that there seemed to be the faint sound of something you've grown familiar too now. The sound of a GIANT crowd. Ah. You knew that all too well. One look out the window confirmed the same looking scenario that greeted you at the Champion Cup with the cheering crowds and there was Wyndon Stadium in all it's giant Pink glory. Ah. Such fond memories along with one involving the Chairman you had hoped to forget. Landing in front of the building you all got out and along with everyone filed on towards the entrance and into the stadium and into the same room you recognized from the last time you were here with a league staff behind the desk in the middle of the room and guess who was right there waiting for you all? LEON! Well him and a few others you had never seen before. One was an elderly man about Opal's age in a green jacket and long white eyebrows and copper-brown eyes. A girl with bubble gum pink hair and a bow in her hair that looked like a butterfly. ...But it was two that really made you freeze in your tracks. The first one was a blonde man with glasses with what must've been THE biggest top hat you had ever seen but that wasn't the strangest bit. What really caught your attention was the six or seven pokeballs that perfectly floated around his head without falling...HOW WAS HE DOING THAT!? But the most thing that caught your attention was the fourth person who was chatting with Leon with a big smile.

.....

IT WAS CHAIRMAN ROSE!!

Or at least..it seemed so at first. He certainly looked similar to Mr. Rose but upon further staring there was complete differences. This man was a bit thinner around the stomach than Mr. Rose, his mustache and beard was a different style, and he had a complete buzzcut. But the biggest difference was his voice. His voice sounded completely different compared to Mr. Rose. Which is why this couldn't be Mr. Rose. You ended up sighing in relief before Leon turned his head and noticed you before smiling and waving.

"Hey, Y/n! I was expecting to see you here soon!"

You gave him a small polite smile. "Uh..Yeah."..before silently pointing at the man next to him. "Who's your friend?"

His face lit up. "That's right. You never met before." He also gestured to the smiling older man. "Y/n, this is Mr. Peony. He was the Steel Type Gym Leader before he retired and it was changed to the new Poison Type Gym." His smile grew wider. "He was also Champion once."

Your eyes widened before looking back at the smile man who chuckled at your reaction and smiled at you. "Yep! 'Steel Peony' is what they called me! Nice to meet 'cha!"

His smile and body language was very positive and honestly helped to relax you more. You didn't get the strange feeling from him whenever you spoke to Mr. Rose. "Really?!"

The man, Peony, nodded. "Yep! ...Well that was before I retired from that position too. Because of that the old Champion before me had to come back out of retirement as well to take over the position before Leon defeated him."

"And that would be Mustard." Leon again pointed over and you turned to see where he pointed at. It was the other, much older man who Gloria was excitedly talking too and seemed to be introducing Kabu too. ..Wait. THAT was Mustard?! The one Leon said was the former Champion and who helped to train Gloria?? "He owns the training dojo over on the Isle of Armor. It's been a big help to train the new gym leaders and help Glory grow out of her shell!"

..You silently pointed towards them before looking back at Leon surprised. "So wait. You somehow got two ex-champions one of which is also an ex-gym leader, and two other new gym leaders here as the guest fighters??"

Leon nodded. "Yep! And Hop too!"..He then paused and hummed looking down a bit. "And well there's...two other uh...'surprise' guests too but they haven't shown up yet." He then coughed and went back to smiling as if he didn't look nervous beforehand. "But yes! The Battle Tower was to show Prince Lear how strong the future leaders of Galar can be, now he gets to see the power of the past and present all together!"

You smiled. "Hey! I think that's a great idea! I can't wait to see you guys out there!" You guessed that blonde man and the pink haired woman who you saw earlier must've been the new gym leaders Leon mentioned before since he said two guests were late which couldn't be the others you saw since they were already here when you showed up. "But who's the other guys?"

Leon grimaced instantly and he didn't anwer you at first...but you would soon very, very, VERY much regret even asking that question. Because the question answered itself with a voice.

"Well, well, well,~" A voice behind you made you completely freeze up upon instantly recognizing it. And in front of you Leon gave you the most guilty, apologetic look he could ever give to you.

No.

NO!!

ABSOLUTELY NOT!! IT COULDN'T BE!! IT JUST COULD NOT!!..Wincing with a grimace you slowly looked over your shoulder and instantly wished you had just excused yourself, pretended you didn't hear them, and went off to hide behind Piers. Because standing there were two brothers. In red and blue suits. With weird hair shaped like a sword and shield.

OH NO!!

"If it isn't Ms. Y/n. It seems your talents have only grown greater since we last met. I would expect no less from one whom we ourselves call a celebrity," the man in the blue suit spoke with a large smile before dramatically placing a hand to his chest. "It is I, Sordward!"

"And I, Shielbert," his brother added.

...You shot a glare at Leon who guiltily looked away. What were THEY doing here!? Well they answered your thoughts when they both bowed.

"A dandy duo of celebrities, former royalty, and as so it happens the sponsors of the Galarian Star Tournament! Just so it's clear, being a sponsor means paying a jaw dropping sum of money. The truth is we have both been assisting in getting this tournament off the ground for quite some time now."

"This is how we seek to atone for the terrible troubles we've caused for the people of Galar. And naturally we'll be participating in the tournament too of course. Though it's hardly surprising you did not notice us, Ms. Y/n. We always lose in a first match for whatever reason."

And they both laughed standing back up, and you again shot a glare at Leon who smiled nervously at you. WHAT WERE THEY THINKING LETTING THESE TWO COMPETE!?

"However it's getting to the point where I would like to at least have some victories to speak of!"

"If all we do is lose what was the point of using our considerable clout as sponsors to join in?"

You gave them the most deadpanned look you could muster. Screw your life. First Olena then a Mr. Rose scare and now these guys. This couldn't possibly get any worse.

"So seeing as that is the situation-" You nearly shouted as Sordward had the audacity to grab your hand and hold it with a smile. "You and I together are sure to be able to reach new heights of glory, Ms. Y/n."

TAKE THAT BACK!! NOW IT COULDN'T GET ANY WORSE!! You flinched as Shielbert grabbed your other hand sending a strained annoyed smile at his brother.

"Forgive me but I must disagree, Brother. It is I who shall share the victor's stand with Ms. Y/n."

"Hmm. I see, Dear Brother."

"Hmm. Indeed, Dear Brother."

SCRATCH THAT TOO!! SCRATCH!! THAT!! T O O!!! THIS WAS WAY WORSE THAN YOU EVER THOUGHT IT WAS!! In your panicked mind you shouted one thing that you hoped would save your sorry butt.

"I-I'M NOT COMPETING!!" The loud tone of your voice clearly caught the two off guard as they blinked at you as did a couple others....And all of sudden you felt a waft of angry daggers shooting into your side as green eyes widened. And then narrowed at you from somewhere. "I-I'm just here to watch everyone else b-battle!" You took their stunned silence to firmly pull your hands away back to your side. "S-So no match up pairs with either of you two!"

"That's right," Leon added with a small frown. "And you're forgetting you two are already paired up with someone else by the Chairwoman."

After a silent moment the two of them looked at one another silently.

"Oh. Well I guess that does change things a bit, but it certainly doesn't lessen our joy at seeing you again. Doesn't it, Brother?"

"Indeed, Younger Brother! We're very glad to be in your prescence yet again.~"

You scrunched up your face and thought you'd die from cringe at this point. Arceus! If you were real too just like Silver now, PLEASE SAVE ME FROM THIS!!

"Oh hey! There's Hoppy!"

"Gah!?"

You yelped as Leon suddenly grabbed your shoulders and literally picked you up before turning and placing you back down in Hop's direction. "I don't think you two have talked today. Why don't you go over and say hi while I escort these two gentlemen to join the others?"

Thank you, Leon! Taking the chance to leave while Leon distracted the troublesome two, you took the chance to leap away and scramble through people towards your way towards Hop. Thankful to be away from THAT mess! You went right up to Hop and who was happy to start a conversation with you and you definitely didn't want them to have an excuse to talk to you again. You were just talking to him when someone else walked up you two from behind and you stiffened at first dreading it was one of the troublemakers.

"*ahem* Forgive me for interrupting when you two seem so intent on leaving the rest of us out." And then the man revealed himself as he stopped beside you and Hop...and you sighed seeing it wasn't Sordward or Shielbert. It was that blonde with the tall top hat and magic flying pokeballs. "But I don't believe I introduced myself yet. I'm making it a habit to introduce myself to everyone here if they are to be my fellow gym leaders."

A flash of realization flashed in Hop's golden eyes. "Hey. You're Avery right? From the Master Dojo?"

"As I would expect from one related to the Champion. You clearly have an elegant mind and formidable memory," the man, Avery, complimented Hop with a smile.

"An elegant...what?"

"I have redoubled my training efforts since my last defeat at Gloria's hands you see. And my efforts were rewarded gloriously!" He proudly pressed a hand to his chest in a Bede-ish fashion. "You are looking at the chosen leader of the Psychic Gym!"

Psychic gym? Galar didn't have- OH! He must've been one of the two new gym leaders. "Congratulations." You offered him with a small smile.

He chuckled. "Well our gym is still in the minor division and the Chairwoman is still working on creating the designs for our gym badges, but you can feel free to praise me some more. It's perfectly deserved of course."

"That really is amazing. I hope you keep working your way to the major division."

"Hop, rest assured that I will bring my best performance to this competition. I will be a fearsome challenger to face down."

"Suddenly I'm feeling all fired up for this. If everyone's taking it that seriously, I don't want to be the one to lose!"

"Just what I like to hear! I look forward to battling both with and against you dear Hop!" he then turned his gaze to you..and blink confused for a moment. "Oh. Pardon me. I don't think I've met you yet. Are you one of the other gym leaders or trainers perhaps?"

You shook your head. "Neither. I'm just here to watch." At that he looked surprised. "A couple of my friends are competing and I was invited by Leon. I don't think I'd be good in battles anyways. I wouldn't want to subject Silver to that. He's already been through that earlier this week. You can call me Y/n."

"Oh, I see." ...Avery then smiled and bowed to you, his hand reaching up to tip his unseemly large hat towards you. The pokeballs still bobbing around like a beach ball in the water. "Well then it's a pleasure to make the acquaintance of an elegant lady such as yourself. I do hope you enjoy the show."

"Thank you." The way he complimented you might've been considered 'flirty' but he didn't come off like that. Unlike the dunderhead duo and Prince 'Charming', Avery seemed to just ..talk. If that made sense. He also complimented Hop no problem so you didn't mind too much. "Good luck out there."

"All right, Everyone! Sorry to keep you all waiting!" Leon's voice shouted over everyone and you all looked over towards the Champion who smiled hands on his hips. "Now that everyone's acquainted I believe it's time we get to the important announcements out of the way. First thing's first. I want to say a quick thank you to all of you for coming running when I called. I really wanted to explain this in person because I wanted to be sure I could get across to you all how great this idea is. We hope to represent Galar to it's fullest potential! Not just to Pasio but for everyone around the world!" His smile widened more as he cleared his throat. "That being said the Chairwoman is entertaining his majesty now with everyone's families in the V.I.P. balconies." his hand pointed upwards. "Therefore I'll be the one to read off the listed pairs she decided to write up herself." In a moment the staff member next to him held up a piece of paper to him which Leon took. "Thank you!" His golden eyes happily glanced over the paper. "Now as for everyone's paired partners. ...Milo! You'll be battling out there with Nessa! Kabu will be with Peony. Bea and Gordie. Melony with Allister. Piers! You'll be with Marnie! Raihan's with me. Mustard will battle with Opal. Avery with Klara! Gloria shall be with Bede-" Leon looked up briefly hearing Hop yell another what from somewhere to the left of him. "*ahem* Hop. You'll be with Victor. And finally Sordward and Shielbert shall be with one another. Any questions?" He was met with silence so he nodded and handed the list back to the staff member. "Now then. We have ten minutes before we put on the show. I suggest everyone head to the locker rooms and prepare before we meet back with our partners. The announcer's going to be telling who battles who as the rounds go on. Good luck and let's all give the audience a Champion Time!"

With that everyone split to head towards the locker rooms except for you obviously since you weren't battling and instead decided to walk back up to Silver and pry him away from the poor staff member trying to shoo the inteleon off of his remanding breakfast. And someone approached you again. You felt him before you saw him. Whipping your head around and sighing in relief when none other than Milo stood there looking at you. And you smiled. Phew. It was just him. Unfortunately..those weren't the only eyes you felt on yourself because when you looked past Milo, your stomach dropped. Great. The weirdo duo were staring at you again. Looking like they wanted to talk. There was also someone else but you didn't see or notice them at all.Great. These guys would just NOT give up! Arceus what would make them go-..You paused..before looking at Milo ho seemed confused at your reaction. You looked between the three men for a moment before an idea dawned on you..that made your face flush a deep pink. Ooohh no. No. No! You couldn't do that- But it was either that or deal with whatever 'courting' they tried to spring on you. Seeing your expression he turned his head to look behind himself only to snap back around when you grabbed his arm. His eyebrows rocketing up as you stared at him.

"Milo." Soft hands grabbed his cheeks and he froze as you stared directly into his eyes. "Win for me."

And then you leaned up standing on your tiptoes, and Milo felt his eyes bulge out of his head when your lips met his in a kiss. A very quick kiss that only lasted a second before you stepped back and released his face. Red flooding your cheeks as silence set in and the two of you stood there until a cough made both of you jump and turn to Leon who looked between the two of you.

"Well...Now that I have your attention." the champion cleared his throat before gesturing towards the staff member next to him. "Y/n this man will escort you up to the v.i.p balconies. Milo if you're not uh...'busy', we should g-get going before we're late for the battles."

Milo opened his mouth, looked at you, closed it, went red faced, nodded, turned around and slowly began to follow Leon. A hand came up to softly touch his lips where yours met his in a soft embrace..only to turn a deeper red. You however refused to look back at anyone. Only grabbing Silver by the arm and pulling him along after the staff member who showed you into the elevator and up you all went. You were expecting to see that room with the windows you were in when the Gym Challenge was present but you were surprised when he didn't. Instead leading you a level higher than that and rose a brow before he lead you through a door finally to the outside..and your brows rose in awe. This wasn't just a balcony. THIS WAS AN ENTIRE FLOOR!! Empty except for a few seats/tables and a long table with more fancy looking food along with so many people. On second glance you noticed that they all must've been the gym leader's families because Mrs. G and Mrs. L was there along with Hop's grandparents. All of Gordie's younger siblings. All three of Raihan's triplets. Felix..and four other people you've never seen before. Two women with what must've been their children. One with reddish-brown hair and blue eyes wearing emerald earring, green shirt, and white pants. Next to her was a small boy with the same hair and eyes no older than nine or ten years old on a phone. The other mother and child pair were right across from then with the mothers talking. The other lady had sandy-blonde hair with a red shirt and jeans and green eyes. Next to her was a girl Hop's age who looked bored. Same green eyes as her mother and sandy-blonde hair that faded to a bright pink hear the end. They must've been some of the guest star's family. You busied yourself by following Silver and grabbing yourself some food from the table before Mrs. L ended up noticing you and inviting you to sit down at the table with them which you happily accepted. It was nice to be able to sit down and talk to familiar people and try to take your mind off the kiss earlier. Oh boy. You'd have to apologize to Piers later for that one later and explain your actions. From where you and Silver were sitting you finally saw the Prince. He was sitting with the Chairwoman at a table closest to the barred off edge and his chair was pointed to where he had a perfect view of the field and giant stadium TV below without standing or straining his neck to look down. Food in front of him, a fancy glass in his hand, his body guards standing on either side of him, his own..Waiter!? A man in a waiter uniform was right there already hurrying to replace anything the prince finished as the Chairwoman calmly sat in front of him. Guess she really did go all out to please the prince. You did pause when Prince Lear looked up from his drink over to your table and it took you staring at him for just a little bit to realize he was staring directly at YOU. Which made you pink in embarrassment. Prince Lear giving an amused smile before holding up his glass to you and taking a drink. You used the excuse of eating and Mrs. L talking to you to look away from him. Maybe Piers would get another kiss sooner than you thought. Five more minutes passed and you were about to get up to get another drink when a high pitch speaker noise sounded out amongst the crowd noises below you and the announcer's voice piped up.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND PEOPLE OF ALL AGES! WELCOME TO THE OPENING OF THE FIRST EVER GALARIAN STAR TOURNAMENT!!" The crowd cheered. Faces turned towards the field. And attention was FINALLY away from you. It was enough to make you cry in relief. "THE DAY HAS ARRIVED AND THE EXCITEMENT IS IN THE AIR!! PAIRS OF TWO SHALL BATTLE AGAINST EACH OTHER BUT ONLY ONE CAN COME OUT ON TOP!! WHO WILL IT BE!? LET'S FIND OUT BY GETTING THE FIRST ROUND MATCH STARTED!!" Oh? The first match already? Guess they didn't want to keep Prince Lear waiting too long because he was fully focused on the field now. "THE FIRST MATCH OF ROUND ONE WILL BE OUR OWN TOP GYM LEADER AND CHAMPION AGAINST SPECIAL GUEST STARS SORDWARD AND SHIELBERT!!" It was then a smile crept up onto your lips. Oh you were FULLY going to enjoy this. The crowd cheered and Leon and Raihan walked right on out to challenge the weird hair duo who also showed up.

"Let's put up a fight worthy of showing to Ms. Y/n."

"It goes without staying, Older Brother! Such is our noble duty."

"PLEASE TAKE YOUR PLACES!! POKEMON READY!! SET! GO!!"

It wasn't surprising that the weirdos lost to them which made you as pleased as punch as the rest of Round One flew by. Avery and Klara vs Melony and Allister. Avery and Klara won. Bea and Gordie vs Gloria and Bede. Gloria and Bede won. Milo and Nessa vs Piers and Marnie. You perked up..and were nearly jaw dropped at the ferocity Piers shown against the others. Piers and Marnie won. Poor Milo. You'd see him after the tournament. Mustard and Opal vs Kabu and Peony. Mustard and Opal won. Hop and Victor got an automatic win since they didn't have anyone else to battle against. With a small break between each battle to repair the fields.

"THERE WILL BE A TWENTY MINUTE BREAK FOR FIELD REPAIRS AND TO ROSTER THE NEXT FIGHTING PAIRS!! FOR THE MOMENT PLEASE STAND BY!" Twenty minutes passed by fast before the fields were repaired and the second round started. "THE SECOND ROUND OF THE TOURNAMENT IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!! THE FIRST MATCH OF ROUND TWO WILL BE BETWEEN PIERS AND MARNIE AGAINST AVERY AND KLARA!! PLEASE TAKE YOUR PLACES ON THE FIELD!!"

Both fighting pairs met each other on the field. Both looked at one another. Avery before Marnie and Piers before Klara. "POKEMON READY!! LET'S GO!!" And thus the second round went underway. Avery and Klara vs Piers and Marnie... Piers/Marnie won. Raihan and Leon vs Mustard and Opal. Raihan and Leon won. Gloria and Bede vs Victor and Hop. Victor and Hop won. "THAT'S IT FOR ROUND TWO!! THERE WILL BE ANOTHER BREAK BEFORE WE START UP ROUND THREE!!" Well another twenty minutes went by fast as you got yourself some more food and chatted more with the ladies at the table. "ALRIGHT FOLKS!! ROUND THREE SHALL NOW BEGIN!! BATTLERS TO YOUR STATIONS!! GET SET!! GO!!" Piers and Marnie vs Raihan and Leon. Raihanand Leon won. You did feel bad for Piers and Marnie, but they had made it all the way to the second to last round which was great compared to everyone else. Victor and Hop had another Automatic win considering there was no one else for them to battle against either, which means Hop would finally be able to have a chance to battle against his brother just like he wanted. So that was good. "THAT'S IT FOR ROUND THREE!! THE FINAL ROUND SHALL BEGIN AFTER THE BREAK!! WILL THE CHAMPION AND TOP GYM LEADER BE DETHRONED FROM THEIR PLACES OR WILL THEY SUCCEED IN KEEPING THEIR TITLES!! WE'LL BE BACK AFTER THE BREAK!!" Amazing how fast another twenty minutes could fly by. By now it was nearly dark as the sun pushed through the skies. "THE FINAL ROUND WILL NOW TAKE PLACE!! PLEASE GIVE A ROUND OF APPLAUSE FOR OUR CONTESTANTS!!" An uproar of cheers sounded out as the last four battlers walked out onto the field. "READY YOUR POKEMON! BATTLE SET!! BATTLE BEGIN!!" Victor and Hop vs Raihan and leon.... Leon and Raihan won. Not that you were surprised but you did feel a little bad for the boys. "MATCH OVER!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! THE WINNERS OF THE GALARIAN STAR TOURNAMENT ARE THE UNBEATABLE CHAMPION AND THE STRONGEST LEADER IN THE STADIUM CIRCUIT!!"

THE. CROWD. ROARED!! Cheering and clapping for the two strongest trainers in all of Galar as the two men waved to the crowds in their victory. Even Prince Lear was slowly clapping his hands to their success but something was on your mind. You stood up and Silver followed you as you slowly stood up, excused yourself, and left the balcony. You wanted to see Milo. And you found him waiting for you in the lobby. As soon as he saw you he lit up and literally picked you up in a hug.

"I'm sorry I couldn't beat them for you," he apologized before putting you down and facing you.

"Hey. It's perfectly fine. You and Nessa did an amazing job anyways. Besides it was fun watching Piers and Marnie beat them."

He nodded. "I'll be picking you up at seven tonight."

"..Picking me up?"

"Y-Yeah. Our ..." he gulped. "D-Date?"

...Your face lit up pink. "OH! T-That! R-Right!" You cleared your throat before looking away again. A date. YOUR date! How could you have forgotten about that!? "I-I'll be waiting! D-Don't worry!"

Your flight back to your hotel room from the stadium felt like a blur and before you knew it you were already ordering room service, having dinner, showering, then falling down on your bed and letting the Sandman take you to dream land. It was late-ish into next morning when you woke up groggily and began the morning routine of getting up and making yourself look presentable and throwing on some comfy clothes before relaxing and kicking back on the bed and switching on the tv mounted on the wall. You had hours to wait until Milo picked you up so you could relax or try to relax your nerves until then and just watch TV. You had settled on some action movie Silver excitedly pointed at and the both of you just sat on the bed having ordered breakfast watching the movie. It couldn't have been more than an hour when a knock came at your door. It was in the middle of a big chase scene between the protagonist and police when you heard the bangs and had turned to the door confused. ..Who could that be? A glance to the clock showed you it was five thirty seven, not even time yet. Too early for it to have been Milo. Maybe he wanted to talk to you before the party? ..Oh Arceus you hoped it wasn't those weird hair duo. Oh! It was probably room service here to collect your breakfast dishes. If that was the case you had better let the maid come in and collect the dishes. Getting up from your spot on the bed, you walked over to the door and opened it expecting one of the staff members but instead met with two familiar faces instead. There was two women before you. One with orange hair and the other with dark hair with blue highlights...It was Sonia and Nessa. Sonia had paused with her hand up clearly being the one who knocked on the door the three of you stood there in silence for a moment before you spoke.

"Sonia?"

"Uh..Y/n." She lowered her hand blinking. "Hi. Um..You're not Raihan."

"Last time I checked I wasn't." You rose a brow. "Why?"

"O-Oh.." She awkwardly reached a hand up to her neck in a Leon like fashion. "I uh was hoping he'd lend me some of his Goodra's goo to take back home and study before everyone left but I guess I must've gotten the wrong room. S-Sorry about that. My bad totally."

"It's alright." You then turned to Nessa. "But what are you doing here?"

"I'm helping Sonia actually. She's great with science but not so much with make up," Nessa said rather bluntly which earnt her a glare from Sonia.

"Hey! I made my smokey eye look like a fire's ashes one time!"

Nessa chose to ignore her friend's comment and instead spoke to you. "I also never got to thank you for the save earlier this week. Victor would've been defeated on the second round if you hadn't lent us a hand."

"It's no problem," you confirmed as Nessa rose a brow and looked you up and down, "Silver's really strong now so it's no big deal-"

"What are you wearing?" You blinked at Nessa as she gestured towards your clothing. "Those look like something you'd wear to a picnic with your grandma."

"Oh." You looked down at your comfy pants and the shirt with a pikachu print on the front. You didn't think you looked that bad. "My...clothes?" Both looked at you. "What?'

"Aren't you supposed to be going with Milo tonight to the Prince's farewell banquet?"

"Um. Yeah actually but that's not for a couple hours still. Why?"

"Are you serious? This is as important as a Gala or a wedding," Nessa insisted frowning, "You're telling me you're planning on wearing lazy day clothes to that? With Milo?"

You opened your mouth before looking down to yourself again before back up at them. "Well it's not like I have much choice. I don't have any fancy clothes."

Both stared at you for a long moment before looking at one another silently as if talking to each other telepathically, before Sonia nodded and both looked back to you. You didn't like those looks.

"You have the nemuk?"

"You know a model never goes anywhere without it."

"...Nemuk?"

"Nessa's Emergency Make Up Kit. She never leaves home without it. Luckily for you we're here to help you."

"....What- GAH!?"

In an instant two sets of arms pulled you from your doorway and you were pushed back inside. It was all a blur as you were sat down in a chair and they pounced at you like a cat to a mouse. You managed to shout a hey before Sonia pulled your hair from the lazy bun it was set in before Nessa placed down what must've been a massive pink suitcase on your bed next to you before opening it up revealing a make up crew's DREAM of make up, brushes, nail polish, and products that'd put a salon to shame. As Sonia wrestled to pull a brush through your locks Nessa quickly left before soon returning from her room down the hall, returning with a few outfits in her arms. By then Sonia had already prepped your head for any styling they might do to it before you were pushed back up onto your feet and turned to face the two. You only got a 'What the' out before a sparkling green dress was held up in front of your body to which they both scrunched up their faces at before shaking their heads no. Repeated two other times before a flash of purple was held up and smiles were beamed at your worried looking form. Fast forward fifthteen minutes later and there you were. Squeezed into a purple sparkling ballgown with white heels with a purple gem necklace slapped over your neck to complete the look. Your hair slightly curled and framing your face in a way it wouldn't without a proper stylists' touch. And you were staring at nothing as Sonia attached some kind of fancy purple bedazzled hair clip to your hair and Nessa with the precision of Leonardo Da Vinci started putting on make up on your face. Which you struggled to hold still for.

"Ah!" Nessa sternly held up a mascara brush to you. "Hold still. I need your lashes not your eyeball."

You groaned. "How much longer until you're done?" You mumbled through the lip stick.

"Just one lash away if you'll hold still for one moment. AAAAnnnnddd THERE!!" She pulled away from your eye as you blinked lowering the mascara and smiling. "I'm all finished." She beamed and they both stepped back looking at you as you looked at them from the bed. Even Silver was blinking at how different you looked now.

"You look so pretty, Y/n!," Sonia gushed, "You're gonna knock Milo dead!"

"I doubt that," you mumbled. !?

Nessa had grabbed your arm again pulling you up and already pushing you towards a mirror on the wall. Stumbling to follow her in your heels. "Well look for yourself!" She said before pushing you in front of said mirror and you froze as soon as your f/c eyes hit the reflection.

Staring back at you wasn't you..At least not the you you were used to seeing. Soft hair framed your beautiful face as the bedazzled hair clip sparkled from the light. The purple dress you were wearing sparkled and looked beautiful with the little lace and design on the side of the waist. If it wasn't for the fact you knew this was a mirror, you would've thought someone else was staring back at you. You still stared at the reflection before looking around to the two women behind you and a pattern ensued. Of you opening and closing your mouth like a fish and looking between the mirror and them as if any second the Cinderella in the mirror would disappear. You repeated this process so many times you feeling dizzy. Until there was another loud knock at the door. Making you yelp and jump and stagger, almost falling over on the heels Nessa insisted on you wearing before you stared back at the door along with everyone else. You stood there for a moment before the knocking picked up again but louder. Your eyes snapped over to the clock on the wall and your eyes widened. It was seven o' eight in the afternoon. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!! And you felt your stomach drop. There could only be one person who that could be.

"Crap!," you hissed to yourself. Tap, tap, tap. "Crap. Crap. Crap, crap, crap!" You staggered towards the door still trying not to fall over in heels with your arms out for balance. Again the door knocked a little bit louder than the first two times. "COMING!! Coming!" You shouted finally getting to the door, reaching out, taking a breath, grabbing the doorknob...and then slowly opening it.

The door opened with a loud CCCCRRREEEEAAAAKKK noise from how slowly you opened it and once you peeked out you were hit with the over powering smell of...Roses?? Yep! As soon as you opened the door you face was attacked by a giant bouquet of pink roses and purple lilac ..Wait. That was the usual color scheme of- You looked up and you froze. Because staring back wide eyed and slack jawed at you, and dressed up was Milo. He wore a pink undershirt, with a darker pink tie, with a white tux suit and pants. He looked-

ABSOLUTELY HANDSOME.

You both continued to stare at one another before Sonia coughed behind you making the two of you flinch and Milo finally react. "Beautiful- AH! I M-MEAN-" Your face flushed and he cleared his throat seeming nervous all of a sudden before attempting (and failing-) to compose his own red face as he stammered. "I-I mean you l-l-look beautiful. Um I-..." The roses and lilacs were shoved towards you with a shaking arm. "T-There are for you!!"

You blinked...before slowly taking the roses and lilacs from him. "Oh..I-.." You stared at them before shaking your head and giving a friendly smile. "T-Thank you! They're beautiful! I-I didn't know they came in bouquets this big."

He nodded while stammering and gesturing at nothing with his other hand. "Y-Yah. T-T-There's this florist 'r-r-round the corner. There!" he pointed behind his shoulder red faced. "T-T-That does-s c-c-c-c-customs j-jobs. And' I just t-t-t-thought-t y-you'd-...." He swallowed thickly and nervously face as red as a tomatoe. "Youlookreallybeautiful!!"

You coughed and turned your eyes down red faced as well. "T-Thanks. You look...beautiful too- AH!! HANDSOME!! H-HANDSOME!! Y-You look really handsome!!"

"T-Thank you."

''Y-yeah."

You both continued to stand there awkwardly for a long time without eye contact. Before Milo eventually coughed and pointed his badly shaking hand behind him. "S-So d-do ya w-w-w-wanna h-head out?"

"Uh..Sure. L-Let's go."

You turned really quick and threw the flowers towards Sonia who caught it for you. Silver and Mary perked up before standing up and followed after you as you half walked half staggered your way out the door with Milo who walked off in your direction. As soon as the loy of you disappeared Sonia turned back to Nessa.

"Well i don't know about you but I think that went well."

"Oh good." Nessa turned back to Sonia. "Then it's my turn to make you look beautiful for Leon."

"Sure-...Wait. What?"

#pokemon #pokemon shield #pokemon sword #pokemon sword and shield #pokemon swsh #pokemon reader #Milo #pokemon milo x reader #pokemon reader x milo #reader x milo #milo x reader #pokemon milo #Reader

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theunbelievableinventor · 1 year

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A RANT ABOUT THE KING: ETERNAL MONARCH ENDING

I want to say that this is not a post to hate absolutely anything or anyone, I love the show, I would just like to discuss and expose the directions I wish the story had taken…

I don´t like Lee Gon with Tae-Eul

I think romance is cute? Okay, but their personalities are so different that it doesn't feel right for them to be together… Opposites attract, but I don't think they work out well in the long run, even with Tae Eul showing her more vulnerable side… They are drastically different. Don't complement each other at all… But I'm not a fan of Lee Gon x Jo Yeong either, i will talk more about this later...

After we saw Tae-eul and Sin-Jae's backstory, it honestly didn't improve my view of the Lee Gon x Tae Eul dynamic at all, but it did a lot for me to like the strange companionship between the detective and Captain Jo…

Tae-eul never seems to reflect well on the things that happen around her, she's just reacting or is being impressed constantly (correct me if I missed a scene) she doesn't reflect on Lee Gon's actions, she only cares if they will seeing herself again, but with a magic flute and a boyfriend from another dimension who claimed to 'know' her before she even knew he existed…she doesn't ask Gon any of the questions that we would expect someone in her position to ask. .. it could even be the simplest, things like "Do you really like me for me now? or are you still hoping I'll save you from that night?" "What if I'm not the one you're looking for, and it's someone from a third world? Would you like me any less if that were the case?" you know… the basics

Back to the king and his unbreakable sword, He and Captain Jo are the epitome of what you would call platonic soulmates, it's wonderful that he's the one who walks in beside Gon on the NIGHT OF HIS TRAUMA, AS HE'S THE ONE WHO'S BEEN BY HIS SIDE HIS WHOLE LIFE. They don't need to be romantically involved to want and do the best for each other. Does it have potential? yes, but I can't see it like that. Honestly, I'd rather have Captain Jo with Detective Kang than the King

I WON'T LIE TO YOU, I didn't realize it was Lee Gon himself who saved his younger version until I looked it up on YouTube, it filled me with excitement and joy! I genuinely cried of happiness, it was such a beautiful gesture of self-love that was soon crushed by the persistent idea of the series trying to making us believe that the romantic love he cultivated with Tae Eul was something "magnificent" to the point that after all is over, he used the flute that started all his troubles going after the version he met of her in one of the many universes he now has access to * rolls eyes *

I don't care about spoilers, so I didn't contain myself and did some research, and one of them was the scene of him telling the little boy, son of the now Minister, his name, and it gave me almost the same feeling as when I found out that he himself had been saved. ..

But then they used the magic flute to travel between dimensions and… Ugh, it was kind of cute to see the scene showing the aging of the two, but as it was developed, it didn't make much sense for them being together as a couple.

How would I REWRITE: the child would actually be the son of someone present at the meeting, I don't know, some former classmate of Lee Gon, family member of someone from the court, whatever his parent, who would later become the romantic partner in life of our king, this with the passage of time shown in the final scenes… And yes, Lee Gon would pass his throne to this boy, I think it would be a good way to to make a repair parallel to the great envy and feeling of rejection that Lee Lim felt… I see this child's parent as someone from the "liberal arts" as Lee Gon so often uses the term to describe many around him, I think he would benefit from being with someone like this, since we met him, we know that he has a very sensitive side despite leaning heavily on science... I think it would be a more balanced relationship than with a police officer, due to his affinity with Einstein's theories and the quality of artists to express themselves to walk through what is abstract;

About his relationship with Tae Eul: the portals would be closed forever, but he would always remember her as his first girlfriend, and the person who helped him discover romantic feelings, being a dream for a while, after getting to know her closely. Although in love, and ignoring the factor of living in separate worlds, he would know that in the long run they would not work out.

The ending would have a Lee Gon who has overcome his trauma by learning to see opportunities to be happy in the life he has.

#eternal monarch #jo yeong #lee gon #tae eul #the king eternal monarch #lee lim #jo eun sup

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cerseiwexler · 11 months

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It’s been a minute. Gimme all your OCs + their fcs please.

WELL you know myrei, elsei, jamia, joanna, myriah, asherah, and xiomara! though i’m happy to refresh if necessary.

then there’s rohan ruby, faceclaim margot robbie (picture her strawberry blonde, curly haired, and freckly tho), who was overworked at a bank for insufficient wages and harassed by her boss and generally miserable, and then the joker (heath ledger version) robbed her workplace and tl;dr she became his sidekick and lover and they have a pom-chi named giggles and live a really remarkably normal life together all things considered, but don’t get me wrong they are both absolutely The Way That He Is if u feel me

then there’s mae taylor, faceclaim megan hilty (specifically in smash). she’s an aspiring actor-slash-burlesque dancer who tried to work in hollywood for a while, then when she couldn’t afford it anymore she moved to albuquerque to pursue a more regional career. unfortunately she met a creepy producer who assaulted her and blacklisted her name, making it hard for her to get acting work. at this point she meets jimmy mcgill (from better call saul) and they get married while she’s working primarily as a dancer. tl;dr they both achieve success, producer goes to jail, then they get involved in the cartel and everything goes off the rails. luckily there’s one silver lining: they get into a polyamorous relationship with kim wexler and their love is beautiful!

zita “zeet” kenickie has no faceclaim but they’re a neutral presenting agender cowboy with short curly blonde hair, suntanned freckly skin, green-blue eyes, and a fairly lean build with a bit of curve to it. they started life traveling with the circus until their dad died in a gory tiger accident when they were 8, at which point their mom settled them down and started a ranch. they started working there right out of high school. also as a teen, they meet izzy kanzaki who becomes their platonic soulmate. tl;dr the fam eventually expand the ranch and discover that the cartel has been using an abandoned barn on the new property and rather than call the cops or clam up and stay quiet, they offer total use of the property and equipment in exchange for a small cut and protection. so zeet meets lalo salamanca (from better call saul) and the two of them and izzy end up polyamorous and deeply in love and do a lot of violent cartel shenanigans and roll in money.

then zeet’s entire maternal line has been fleshed out into ocs in their own right too! i won’t do a full background for each of them because we’d be here for hours and also my thumbs are starting to hurt 💀 but zeet’s mom is grace, who worked at a weed grow op in the 60s that got busted and then ran away and joined the circus; grace’s mom is beatriz who you know about; beatriz’s mom is pilar who was in a polyamorous relationship and died robbing a bank to provide for the sickly young beatriz; pilar’s mom is magdalena who is the only one who doesn’t have her own story yet; magdalena’s mom is guadalupe who burns down a house with a man inside to protect her family’s business; and guadalupe’s mom is maría who ate her husband.

i have some other ocs who i’m not spending as much time with these days but still love dearly! mayra is a fighter/stowaway in the mandalorian universe; magpie is a detective in the death note universe; and mielle is your friendly local village wench who can shoot fireballs from her hands in the wheel of time universe.

#my ocs #asks #aworldofyou

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ash-and-books · 1 year

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Rating: 3.5/5

Book Blurb: A swoony, slow-burn rom-com, Melonie Johnson's Too Wrong to Be Right features a true romantic on a mission to find her happily ever after. After her latest jerk of a boyfriend dumps her (and ditches her with his pet hedgehog), florist Kat Kowalski is done chasing after Mr. Wrong. With her two best friends moving on to more serious relationships, she’s ready to stop repeating the same mistakes that are leaving her stuck in the single lane. Armed with a list of qualities for her perfect Mr. Right, Kat swears off dating until she finds him. Then in a meet-disaster involving a corpse and a salty cockatoo, she stumbles across Mick O’Sullivan at his family's funeral home. Their immediate chemistry warns Kat to keep things platonic; after all, following her heart never worked out in the past, and this time she’s determined to listen to her head. But can Kat and Mick be just friends? As she gets to know him better, the lines blur, and Kat starts to wonder if she’s gotten it wrong and Mick is exactly who she’s been looking for...

Review:

After being dumped by her most recent boyfriend and given his pet hedgehog to look after as he goes off to act on a dating show, florist Kat Kowalski is done chasing Mr. Wrong and has decided to pursue Mr. Right, aka, a guy who is the exact opposite of what she goes for. Then she meets Mick O’Sullivan after a not so meet cute involving a corpse and a foul mouthed cockatoo at his family’s funeral home. They instantly connect but Kat’s warning signs go off and despite how sweet and charming he is, she knows she can’t trust herself because she’s lusting after him, instead she sets her sights on his brother Joe, a upright, blunt, and professional guy who checks off all the marks for her Mr. Right... the only issue is that they have no chemistry whatsoever. Meanwhile Kat has made it clear she only wants to be friends with Mick yet every time he’s around she finds her heart beating faster but she has doubts. She doesn’t want to follow her heart but the more she gets to know him the more the lines blur... and maybe Mick is the one for her. Since Mick’s family business and Kat’s business are going into a contract together, she’ll have to figure out if she wants to mix professional with personal... and if she’s going after the right brother. This gave me serious Beauty and the Briefcase ( yes the Lizzie McGuire movie) vibes. The book started off really cute but it kind of fell off at the end for me, because Kat kept coming up with excuses and ways to blame and get mad at Mick. She says he never fought for her but my guy was trying to do everything to make her happy, doing exactly what she said and was following the rules she laid out. Their make up and resolution to their break up was meh at best after everything and I felt like they really needed to work it out more to have a more satisfactory resolution and reconiliation. Overall, it was a cute romance read.

*Thanks Netgalley and St. Martin's Press, St. Martin's Griffin for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

#book review #bookish #romance read #romance book #book

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eddydreaming · 4 months

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Best Kdrama 2023

Hey there! It's that time of the year again when we have to choose our favorite things such as songs, moments... and kdramas. For me, there was one kdrama that stood out the most. I decided to watch it this month based on my friends' recommendations. I would have never watched it if they hadn't suggested it to me earlier.

That kdrama is Twinkling Watermelon. It was released on the 25th of September and finished airing on the 14th of November. It has 16 episodes and the topics are romance, youth, drama and fantasy.

“When your life can twinkle again on its own, I hope it twinkles as radiantly as possible.” – Ha Eun Gyeol

This is mydramalist's synopsis for it:

In 2023, Eun Gyeol is a CODA (Child of Deaf Adults) high-school student with hearing-impaired parents, but he has a passion for music. During the day, he is a studious model pupil… but at night, he rocks out as a guitarist in a band. But when he stumbles across a strange yet alluring music store, he goes hurtling back in time to 1995.

Here, he comes face to face with his father, Ha Yi Chan – as a high schooler! Yi Chan takes Eun Gyeol for a lunatic when the latter calls him “dad”. Worse still, it looks like Yi Chan has a crush on an icy cellist named Se Kyeong – not his future mother, Cheong Ah!

In a bid to put things “right,” Eun Gyeol joins a band fronted by his future father. But will this be enough to help Eun Gyeol bring his future parents together… and will he ever get back to the 2020s?

Before watching it

It's so funny when you don't want to watch something because you don't feel it's gonna be that good and then end up watching it to realize that is more than good: it was awesome.

That's what happened to me this time.

I read the synopsis of the kdrama, but it didn't catch my attention. Therefore, I decided to start watching another show instead. However, I recently joined a Discord server where the majority of members were raving about this drama called Twinkling Watermelon. This piqued my interest and I decided to give it a try. I am grateful to the members for introducing me to this amazing show.

“If it is a new heart that you need, I will give you mine. If you need new eyes, I will give you both of my eyes.” – Ms. Go

No spoiler review

After a couple of episodes into the kdrama I knew this was gonna be a big thing for me. The first two episodes are a little bit introductory in my opinion, but they're completely necessary to understand our ML, Ha Eun Gyeol.

After watching the fourth episode, I couldn't help but continue until I finished the entire series.

The story is about how deaf people are usually discriminated against because of their condition, and also the disdain towards sign language, when it actually is like any other language.

Moreover, we have a beautiful friend group, and I love it when we have that because they make me so happy and it's so wonderful to see.

The drama conveys the importance of having loved ones by your side and the inspiring ability of one character to move forward even in the worst situations. This message really resonated with me.

Finally, the relationships between the characters, both romantic and platonic, are beautifully portrayed. My favorite relationship was between the father and son.

"If you put a coda at the end of a musical phrase, it means getting ready to wrap up the song with a beautiful end."

Music

The music plays a crucial role in this drama, and it's what makes it stand out. When you listen to a song and it transports you to the scenes or the characters of that drama, it's an amazing feeling. My favorite song from the show is definitely "Shining," and I strongly advise you to avoid listening to it until you watch the show. Otherwise, you won't feel the same way about it.

“Music isn’t something you listen to just by ear. Music is something you can feel with your eyes, mind, and heart.” – Ha Yi Chan

This is my opinion, which may differ from yours, but that's what makes it fun!

I want to know what your favorite kdrama from 2023 was if you don't mind sharing. Maybe I haven't watched it yet!

#kdrama #twinkling watermelon

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