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Me at 1:30 am: I should take up gardening.
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Speedy one night stand
Ok, so this is an old scene that i never posted because I never thought it was good enough, but since I wanted to post smth before ‘Tis the Damn Season, here it goes! I’m sorry for any typos, it’s 3 am and I don’t have the patience to proof read rn. There are mentions of a car accident but I swear it is not a sad or angsty scene. It’s bad and not at all a believable situation, but I hope it’s ok enough to be mildly enjoyable!
Aelin was having a spectacular day.
She had woken up around six, laying near the hottest man to ever walk on this Earth. In the previous night, she had drank enough to practically guarantee her a bitch hangover, but apparently her beautiful, silver-haired stranger had fucked it right out of her. A few times.
Not so proudly, Aelin sneaked out of his house without making a single sound. Maybe she should have stayed, maybe asked for his name. But she was also almost sure she had given him her number yesterday, and so if he wanted to continue things, he could call her. If not… Well, it had been a fun night.
Understatement of the fucking century.
And thanks to her stranger, once she got home, Aelin felt energized and inspired enough to finally give the painting a try.
The painting had become Aelin’s nightmare for the past year and a half. She had the idea, had the ability, but didn’t know how to do it, how to tackle it. She tried a few times every few days, and left the room hating it more and more. The painting started to be a mock to her abilities— she would finish other works, beautiful works, and yet the messy canvas would always stare at her from the corner of the room.
Aelin was mainly a sculptor, not a painter, and so she didn’t even know why it bothered her so much but it did. Oh, it most certainly did.
For the past eighteen months, staring at that taunting canvas was like staring at yourself on the mirror for too long. The vision started to blur, and it didn’t look real, evoked a deep panic.
For the past eighteen months, Aelin hated that fucking painting.
And yet, when she got home earlier, all she could think is that she might be able to finish it. The painting was supposed to be of Oakwald, a beautiful forest that extended for the whole expanse of the west of Terrasen. She hadn’t been at home for so long now, and all she wanted was a painting of how she remembered the forest to be. She wanted to capture its light, its life. She wanted it to look exactly how it was in her memory, but the colors never seemed right. Her fondness of the memory was becoming stained with that stupid canvas.
All she needed was the right palette.
And he had walked in a bar and sat by her side yesterday.
Her stranger was the literal embodiment of her memory, so much so that for a split second, Aelin had thought she had gone officially insane. His silver-grey hair was the exact shade of the sky on the cloudy mornings when she and her dad would go for a walk. Eyes a combination of a few shades of green and small specks of brown that reminded her of how the trees were. His demeanor was cold, and yet Aelin found him somehow so welcoming— just like she felt back at Oakwald, back home.
Her stranger had given her the thing she had needed for the past eighteen months, even if he hadn’t given her even his name.
Aelin was staring proudly at the now finished painting when the phone rang. She was glad her roommate wasn’t at home to witness her staring at the painting for that long like a crazy person, and honestly hoped it was Lysandra calling to ask if she wanted to go out and grab something to eat.
Or maybe it’s your stranger.
Aelin forced herself to shove every single spark of hope down until they were nothing more than cinders. To be honest, Aelin knew that she probably wouldn’t get a call from him. It was his first day in town, they both had been drunk, and, even though the sex had been great, her stranger didn’t seem like the dating type.
At least not the dating type with a woman who left his house unannounced at six in the morning after leaving him with no note other than her number that could potentially be wrong since said woman was already tipsy when she gave it to him.
A fucking shame.
“Hey.” Aelin said, putting the phone to her ear as she looked for her car keys. She wanted to be in the elevator by the time the word “eat” left Lys’s mouth.
“Is this Aelin?” A female voice she had never heard in her life asked, uncertainty and hesitation lacing every word.
Aelin withdrew the phone from her ear and looked at the unknown number.
Aelin rarely gave her phone number to strangers, and lately it had only been to…
Oh fucking shit.
He had a girlfriend?
Fuck fuck fuck.
“Hum, yes?” Aelin sounded as uncertain as the girl. “I’m sorry, but who is this?”
Maybe it wasn’t what she thought. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe—
“Do you know a Rowan?”
Well.
“Maybe?” Aelin wanted to bang her head against a wall. Almost seven months without touching a guy, and the first one in her way back to the land of the social people had a girlfriend. At least she knew his name now. Rowan seemed fitting, matched his appearance somehow. “Silver hair, green eyes, looks really pissed even when he’s sleeping?”
Please say no.
“Oh, yes.” The woman said, sounding… relieved? “I’m doctor Towers, and—“
“Doctor?” Aelin blurted out, all anger and nervousness being substituted for confusion. “Doctor?”
“Yes. Well, actually an intern since I’m still halfway through my first year here and—“
“I swear I mean no offense, but I am a little confused.” Aelin interrupted her after she started mumbling. “You’re Rowan’s girlfriend?”
“No!” The woman shouted loud enough that Aelin had to take the phone from her ear. “Gods, no. I thought you were his girlfriend.”
A moment of silence passed through the two women.
“What the fuck?” Was everything Aelin managed to say. She cleared her throat, mind trying to catch up with what was happening. “Why would you think that?”
“You’re the only contact on his phone.”
“I am?”
“You are.”
“I am.”
“You are.”
“I— Why are you calling me?” Aelin shook her head, her grip on her keys strong enough that started to be painful. She didn’t know if this was some type of joke her friends were pulling on her, or if Rowan was just some sick asshole that was fucking with her now that he had her number but she sure as hell wasn’t enjoying the experience.
“Well, you see.” She cleared her throat, voice tone becoming more serious, more professional. “Rowan was admitted into the Torre’s hospital a few hours ago. He was involved in an accident, and all the emergency contacts we could find are not in town as of now. I know it is not protocol, and I’m breaking so many rules here, but I went through his phone to see if I could find a contact of someone who was around. We didn’t know if his injuries were serious or not, but…”
Doctor Towers didn’t finish the sentence, and dread mixing with some type of anxiety started rolling inside Aelin’s stomach. “But?”
She didn’t respond the question, instead changing the subject. “You’re the only contact, Miss Aelin.”
Aelin slowly sat down, the dead silence of the apartment mixing with the expectant silence from Doctor Towers. She didn’t know the guy, didn’t even know his name until two minutes ago, and yet the image of the painting in the other room kept flashing in her mind, the colors in the canvas mixing with the colors she saw on his face. “I— Is he alive?”
“Yes, yes. He’s in surgery, I believe.” The initial apprehension came back to the woman’s voice. “I don’t know, actually. Again, just an intern. People don’t tell me much here.”
“And I suppose hiding somewhere after stealing a patient’s phone isn’t the best way to pick up on any information they might be sharing in the halls right now.” Aelin said, some amusement for the girl showing through her voice. “Where are you? Storage room?”
“Coma patient room.” Doctor Towers laughed nervously. “I thought I was helping.”
“It’s fine.” Aelin said even though she didn’t feel it.
The line went silent once more, and after a minute, Aelin said. “Well, bye, I guess.”
“Wait.” The doctor’s apprehensive voice sounded again. “Couldn’t you… Can you still come? Even if you’re just his friend?”
Aelin sat frozen on her chair. “I’m not his friend.”
“Oh.” She sounded disappointed. “Ok. Sorry. Have a great night, Miss Aelin.”
Before Aelin could respond, the call was ended.
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The first thing Rowan noticed when he opened his eyes was that he was not at the rented apartment he and the rest of his friends had gotten for the summer.
The lights were too white and too artificial, the bed too uncomfortable to be the same one he had slept the previous night.
And there was also the fact it felt as if he had been thrown from the top of a building, broken every single bone in the impact and, somehow, survived.
He tried opening his eyes a little bit more and acute pain shot to his brain.
Unfortunately. Unfortunately survived.
Shit, maybe he was in hell.
“I don’t know if the struggle is amusing or pathetic.” A low and sultry voice sounded from the left corner of the room. “Maybe try not staring directly into the light and then try opening your eyes.”
Rowan turned his head to where the soft voice had come from, pain burning his neck with the movement but he found himself incapable of not looking at her direction. But the woman was right, and Rowan managed to open his eyes enough to see her seating in one of those uncomfortable hospital chairs, legs crossed in front of her and fingers laced on top of her stomach.
Rowan mentally scratched his last thought. If he had actually died, that certainly was tilting a lot more towards heaven than hell even with the killing pain.
“Fuck, I think I died.” Rowan blurted out.
“I’ll pretend you just compared me to an angel, not to the devil.” She said, getting up and walking in his direction. Despite her hurt tone, she was smiling as she approached his bed. “It’s the least you could do after you ruined my perfectly perfect day. I was having a blast, you know?”
Hell, heaven, or Earth— it honestly didn’t fucking matter because the pain was the same, but her voice seemed to soothe his muscled, make the pain secondary to the pleasure of listening to her voice.
“Yeah?” Rowan rasped out, hoping she would continue talking.
“Oh, yeah.” She sat by the edge of the bed, straightening his sheets. The light wasn’t so blinding anymore, and he could see every detail on her face.
Heaven. Definitely heaven.
“I’m an artist, you know. Sculptor mostly, but I’m a decent painter. There’s this painting I’ve been trying to get done for over a year now, and today I did not only make progress I liked, but I also finished it. I thought today was going to be a terrible day, you know? Yesterday I found out my flight back home had been canceled and I would only be able to get another one by the end of summer, so I went to a bar and planned on getting drunk. Today was a day for tears and hangovers.”
“But?” Rowan asked automatically, all too focused on the woman sitting next to him.
She smiled, raising a hand to brush his hair from his face, fingers intertwining with the shoulder-length knots he most certainly had after whatever it was that had happened. She seemed too focused on her hand gently undoing the knots, but thankfully kept talking. “But I met this guy, you know? Definitely not from here, accent gave it away immediately. Also not from where I am from. Just that made him interesting enough. And,” she turned her eyes to him, eyes glinting with mischief. “Very, very fucking hot. That definitely made him even more interesting.”
“What a guy.” Rowan could feel some of the life coming back to his body, and even managed to weakly match the grin she had on her face.
“Oh, yes, what a guy. Fucked the hangover and artistic block right out of me. A hero, if you will.” Her grin extended into a smile, and she shook her head. “So imagine how ruined my day was when I got a call saying my amazing bar guy had been in a car accident.”
Rowan let out a broken laugh, his ribs screaming in pain when he did so. “So irresponsible of him.”
She assented solemnly. “And there I was, hoping he would have called me to go out on a date. I’m not picky but hospital is a huge downgrade from mind blowing sex in his expensive apartment.”
Rowan laughed again, not even caring about the pain.  “I’m sure the guy would have asked you if you hand’t left the expensive apartment at the crackass of dawn without telling him.”
“And instead of calling he let his car be smashed by a fucking truck to get my attention? Tsk, tsk, tsk… Maybe I didn’t dodge a bullet with this idiot.”
Rowan’s lips were taken by a grin. “Well it worked, didn’t it?”
“Next time try something a little less dramatic.” She said, eyes narrowing but Rowan could see how she was trying to contain a smile.
“The girl really seemed into dramatics tho. Gave it away last night when she—“
“Since I didn’t know your name until your doctor called me, Rowan, I’ll save you the embarrassment of asking mine.” She interrupted him, slender fingers going from his hair to the top of his lips. “I’m Aelin.”
“Aelin.” He said against the finger sushing him. “May I ask how you got here?”
She blushed a little, taking the finger from his mouth and straightening her spine. “I was the only contact in your list. They called me.”
“Lost my phone in the airport yesterday and had to buy a new one. Still doesn’t explain why you’re here.”
She narrowed her eyes at him, small nose frowning. “You’re very talkative for someone who could barely open his eyes a few minutes ago.”
“Am I?” Rowan said, hoping to push some of her buttons. Consciousness had been coming back slowly, and Rowan certainly remembered every single detail. Remembered being pissed by losing his phone, impatient because he would have to wait two more days for his friends to arrive.
Remembered all the pissy and impatience leaving his body once he sat on the bar by the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had been quick-mouthed, with no filter, and absolutely hypnotizing. She wasn’t just fucking beautiful, but also funny, smart, and had the ability to make him forget every single thing that was making him irritated.
And the rest of the night… It was a shame Rowan was bedridden, he certainly wouldn’t mind reenacting last night again.
And again. And again.
And again.
Rowan had wondered earlier if she had been that amazing because he was drunk. The answer was obviously no.
Aelin pursed her lips, red coloring her cheeks. She cleared her throat, rolling her eyes. “The doctor guilty tripped me.”
“Yeah?” Rowan knew he was smiling like an idiot.
“She said you were in surgery and she didn’t know how serious.” Aelin finally looked him straight in the eyes, and Rowan noticed how beautiful hers were. “No one deserves to have no one in this situation. She said your friends were out of town, and the girl sounded desperate enough that it sounded as if you were fucking died. Again, no one deserves to die alone. Specially someone this good in bed.”
It took Rowan a second to understand everything she had just said. When the last sentence finally registered on his brain, Rowan laughed. Aelin shook her head, a small smile appearing again.
“Also, you’re the first guy I slept with in seven months. Letting you die alone seemed like bad luck.”
“I am honored you put so much consideration into coming to stay with me.”
“Shut it.”
“If it makes you feel less embarrassed—“
“I’m not embarrassed.”
“I would have come too. Make sure my best fuck wasn’t dead.”
“Awn, best fuck? You’ll make me tear up like this, Ro. So romantic.” Aelin pretended to clean fake tears the moment the doctor in darker scrubs and a few on lighter ones entered the room.
“Good to see you awake, Mr Whitethorn.” The man smiled at him, checking his charts. “It’s always good to see wives crying of happiness rather than sadness around here.”
“Of course.” Rowan agreed, turning to Aelin and raising an eyebrow.
“They wouldn’t let me stay if I wasn’t family.” She whispered low enough so that only Rowan would hear. Her face slowly broke into a grin, and she winked at him before turning to the doctor. “So he’ll be fine, right, doctor?”
Rowan had to bite his cheeks from laughing at how obviously fake she sounded, but no one other than him noticed. “Yes, yes. Other than a fracture to his right wrist, your husband is completely fine. Some bruising and soreness that painkillers can help, but nothing major. You two are free to enjoy your vacations when he’s discharged tomorrow.”
“Oh, great.” Rowan said, nodding seriously. “My wife here has just informed me that a hospital is no adequate place for a first date.”
All the people in the room laughed, thinking Rowan meant their first date in Antica.
Not their first date ever.
“I’ll leave you two. Anything you need, ask a nurse and they will page me.” The doctor in darker scrubs said, leaving the room with all the ones in lighter scrubs following.
“Where do you live?” Rowan asked the moment the doctor was out.
Aelin turned to him, fingers going back to his silver hair. “Have been living here for the past two years in an art internship. Going back to Orynth, Terrasen by the end of the summer.” She curled a strand around her finger before looking to his face. “You?”
“Have been and will continue to be a very happy resident of Orynth.” Rowan said, a smirk appearing on his lips. “Definitely happier after the summer.”
“Haven’t even asked me out and you’re already thinking about the end of the summer.” Aelin shook her head and clicked her tongue even though she was smiling. “No surprise you got into a car accident, so speedy.”
His smirk grew into a smile. “My dear wife, would you like to go on a date with me?”
She narrowed her eyes, taking her sweet, sweet time to answer. “I’ll think about it.”
“And, seeing how the doctor talked about all my grave injuries—“
“Grave.” She snorted.
“Do I get kisses to feel better?” Rowan’s tone was full of mockery and some laughter.
“If I kiss every place you’re hurting after being hit by a fucking truck, I think we’d be here for a long while.”
“You didn’t complain yesterday.”
Aelin half laughed, half snorted. Rolling her eyes, she bent forward, and even though she was trying very hard not to, Rowan could see the start of a smile just before she pressed her lips against his. They were sweeter and softer than he remembered, and despite the pain on his arms and specially on his right wrist, Rowan raised his hands and put them in her golden strawberry hair.
“One more thing.” He said against her mouth.
“Has anyone ever told you that you ask for too much?” Aelin said impatiently.
“As our situation is already as fucking weird as it’s gonna get—“
“You don’t say!” Aelin said, voice dripping with so much fake surprise Rowan couldn’t stop but smirk up at her.
“As our situation is already as fucking weird as it’s gonna get,” he repeated forcefully, eyes narrowing at her as her smile widened. “Tomorrow, when my friends arrive.”
“Yes?”
“Can you please still pretend you’re my wife?”
Aelin stared at him blankly for a moment before letting out a full, lovely laugh. The bed shook with her laughter, and Rowan joined her— a little weakly due to the pain, but joined her nonetheless. She bent down to kiss him again, nodding as she did so. “Of course. What type of person would I be if I didn’t help such injured person find some happiness in their lives?”
Rowan kissed her back, fingers playing with her hair. “So this means you’ll go out with me?”
“We’ll see.”
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Mirror (Oneshot)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader
Summary: Reader almost dies on a mission and Bucky doesn’t know how to handle it 
Words: 4.6k
Warnings: violence, angst, fluff, smut (18+ baby), unprotected consensual sex, female receiving oral
A/N: for those of y’all messaging me about my series, don’t worry baby, i’m working on them. this is something i wanted to write but couldn’t figure out how to put it organically into other work, so it is a super long oneshot. also second time writing smut so if it’s bad i’m so sorry
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Your mission had been going pretty well, until you fell off of a cliff.
It started off normal. The Avengers were raiding an enemy base in Northern Russia, so the weather wasn’t great. It was early morning, and snow covered everything as far as the eye could see. A low fog hung over the woods, making it feel eerie. You rode your motorcycle on one of icy dirt roads leading up to the base with the rest of the team. 
“We got some people approaching your right flank, Y/N,” Stark warned over your comms.
“Got it.” You swerved your motorcycle straight into the woods, which would’ve been a problem for anyone that wasn’t a professional. Eventually, the Eastern Siberian forest became too thick to ride through, so you ditched the bike. 
You slid down a small hill to where you guessed the best ambush spot would be, wanting to draw them to you. It was hard to get down because of how slippery it was. 
Sure enough, you could hear other operatives approaching your position. You pulled out your gun and got ready to fight. 
Taking out the first two operatives was easy. Over comms, you could hear that the rest of the team had taken the base and just needed to secure the perimeter.
“This is going better than I thought,” you heard Rogers say. “How’re you holding up, Y/N?”
“If anyone wants to join the party, they’re more than welcome to,” you replied sarcastically, and turned to look around you. Three more operatives were approaching in front of you, and six were coming up behind. It was hard to see them until they were right in front of you because of the fog. “I think everyone you kicked out at the base is coming to me.”
“I’ll be right there,” Bucky told you. In the background, you could hear a motorcycle revving.
Nine on one were not odds you would bet on. You just had to hold them off long enough for the team to help you.
You launched yourself at the operatives, your years of training kicking in. You took down four of them before Bucky joined. You didn’t see him approaching the fight until he was already there, the fog was so thick. 
“Hey, baby,” he greeted while snapping one of their necks. “We took the base.”
“I heard. Nice job,” you replied and shot one of the agents coming up behind him in the head. He crumpled to the ground.
Together, the two of you killed off all nine of the agents easily. Bucky looked around at the dead bodies surrounding the two of you and then smiled warmly. “Not too shoddy, little lady.”
“Couldn’t have done it without you.” You laughed, and picked your gun off of the forest floor and brushed the snow off of it.
“Yeah, well. I am a better fighter than you are.” He winked.
You just rolled your eyes in response. The two of you started walking back up the hill to rejoin the team at the base. 
Out of nowhere, another operative jumped out of the fog and tackled you to the ground. 
“Y/N!” Bucky yelled, and ran after the two of you. You were rolling back down the hill, trying to get the man off of you.
Because of the snow and ice covering the forest floor, it was hard to get your bearings. Eventually, the two of you rolled to a stop, and the man was on top of you. In an expert move, you punched him in the face, pulled your elbow back and hit him in the ear, and knocked him off of you. 
You got to your feet and kicked him in the stomach and he stopped moving. That should do it, you thought to yourself.
“You okay?” Bucky asked, kicking the man in the stomach again. 
“You didn’t need to do that,” you laughed. “But thank you. I’m good.”
“He shouldn’t have touched you.” Bucky clenched his jaw.
“I’m fine. Let’s go.” 
Bucky huffed and turned around, walking back up the hill. “Be careful, it’s slippery. Here doll, take my hand,” he offered his metal hand like the gentleman he was to guide you back up the icy hill.
Before you could take it, the man on the ground grabbed your leg and pulled it out from underneath you. You fell to the ground hard, the air knocked out of you, and slid across the ice that covered the dirt on the forest floor.
Two more operatives joined the fight then. You got back to your feet quickly and looked for Bucky. He was about fifteen feet away from you now. 
Fog and snow covered everything around you, and in all of the fighting, you didn’t think much about how the space behind you was vacant of any trees. In the back of your mind you just assumed that it was a field and got back to fighting the enemy. 
Bucky was busy fighting one of the agents that was bigger than the rest. You shot the man who tackled you earlier in the head, and started dealing with the other that approached you.
Where the fuck are these people coming from? You wondered to yourself while fighting the agent. 
Bucky killed the other operative and turned around to come help you. The agent on you turned around and used his momentum to kick you in the face, sending you backwards.
You discovered, a little too late, that the area behind you was not a field, but a cliff. You lost your footing and fell off of the side.
“Y/N!” Bucky screamed as you fell into the freezing air. 
You couldn’t see anything around you as you fell, everything was white. Screams could be heard in your comms, but you couldn’t make out their words with the wind. You were pretty sure you were screaming, too. 
Your life didn’t flash before your eyes or anything, you just kept falling.
Then: BAM!
Tony Stark caught you in his arms. “Hey, Y/N. I forgot to warn you: there’s a cliff right there.”
You put your hand on your chest and tried to get your breathing back to normal. Your throat was already sore from having your mouth open and inhaling the Siberian air. “Holy shit,” you wheezed. “Did... not... like... that.”
“Barnes, I got her,” Tony reported back as he carried you back up to the surface. 
Iron Man landed on the dirt road and set you down. You were still trying to calm your breathing down. Falling off of that cliff face was like reverse drowning, you got way too much air in your lungs. 
“Hell, Y/N!” Bucky yelled as he ran out of the woods over to you. “Are you okay?”
You nodded while coughing. Fuck, your throat was raw. 
“Don’t ever do that to me again,” Bucky rubbed your back as you had a coughing fit.
“I’ll try to avoid falling off cliffs in the future,” you squeaked. 
“Y/N, I’m glad you’re okay. Let’s go home, our mission is done.” Steve told the team as the quinjet landed. 
Bucky helped you to your feet and you walked over to the jet together. He sat down next to you, and ran his fingers through his hair.
You had been with Bucky long enough to know that he only did that when he was freaking out. “Hey,” you put your hand on his thigh. Your voice was raspy. “I’m fine. It’s fine.”
“I should’ve gotten to you sooner,” he groaned. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. That one was on me.”
You would’ve laughed if it wasn’t so painful. “Bucky, you can’t protect me from everything. Also, Tony was there to save me. I probably wouldn’t have chosen Siberia for the location for my first skydiving experience, sure, but now I can cross that off of the bucket list.”
He didn’t laugh. Bucky’s jaw clenched, and he didn’t talk to anyone for the remainder of the ride.
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When you got back to the compound, you went straight to your bathroom to take a hot shower. You peeled your suit off and looked in the mirror. 
Your hair looked crazy, like a blowout gone horrendously wrong. Eyes were bloodshot. Your throat was still raw, it hurt to speak, your lungs burned. You turned around and looked at your back. You had a giant bruise on your back, from your neck to your hip, and a series of smaller bruises on your side from where Tony had caught you. 
At least I’m alive, you thought gratefully, knowing the bruises would heal in no time. The pain of the bruising was nothing like your throat. 
There was a knock on the bathroom door, and you knew it was Bucky. “Come in,” you told him, voice raspy.
He entered and closed the door behind him. He looked over your body. Normally, his gaze made you feel confident and sexy, but the look in his eyes was nowhere near that. He saw some of the bruises on your side and clenched his jaw. 
You moved to the side, trying to keep the giant bruise that went across your back from his line of sight. If that was his reaction to the ones on your side, you did not want him to see the one that covered almost your entire back.
“You’re hurt.” He observed.
“It honestly isn’t as bad as it looks,” you promised. “My throat and lungs are the worst part.”
Bucky took a step closer to you and cupped your cheek lightly. “I should’ve been there.”
You smiled softly. “I’m fine.”
He wrapped his arm around your back and you flinched in pain, hissing involuntarily. His brows furrowed, and grabbed your elbow and turned your body softly so he could see your back.
You tried to keep your body where it was, which was futile. Bucky would beat you in a fight every time and you knew it. 
When he saw your back, he inhaled sharply. “Y/N, you are not fine.”
“Yes I am,” you protested, voice cracking.
“I can’t believe I didn’t make sure that guy was dead,” he mumbled, analyzing your back. “This is my fault.”
You turned around. “Bucky, stop. This is not your fault. I’m on the team, too. Shit happens. I just—”
Your voice was cut out by coughing. This was not helping your point.
Bucky grabbed the empty glass on your counter and filled it with tap water. He handed it to you and you brought it to your lips, downing the glass. 
“Thanks. Do you want to shower with me?” 
“Sure.” He said dryly, uninterested. That was the answer you wanted, but not the tone you were looking for.
You stepped into the shower, turning the water on. 
Bucky stripped himself and joined you. When he went under the water, you wrapped your arms around his waist.
“None of that was your fault,” you told him as you kissed his shoulder. 
He reached over you for the shampoo. “‘Scuse me.”
You stepped out of his way as he ran it through his hair. Bucky wouldn’t look at you, and you could tell that he was purposefully looking away. You clenched your jaw. 
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The rest of the day and the days following went exactly like that. Bucky wasn’t ignoring you, per se, but he wasn’t exactly giving you attention either.
Every time you would try to talk to him, he would respond dryly or change the subject completely. Bucky wouldn’t make any eye contact and was clearly avoiding you. At first, you knew it was because he was just freaked out about what had happened on the mission. By the end of the third day, you weren’t so sure.
You went to go talk to Steve about it in the afternoon of the second day in his office. “I don’t know what to do,” you groaned. Your voice had already improved drastically, only a little raspy. Your lungs didn’t burn anymore, either. Tony had given you this miracle gel for your bruises and they were on the way to fully healing. 
“He’s just scared of losing you, Y/N.” Rogers comforted you. “Bucky has never felt the way he does about you towards anyone else, ever.”
You ignored how that made your heart skip. “If he’s so scared of losing me, why would he push me away?”
Steve shrugged. “He’s scared of anything happening to you. He thought you were dead when you went over that cliff.”
“Well, I’m not dead, am I?” You sighed. 
“Just give him space. He cares about you, he just sometimes has an… interesting way of showing it.” He comforted you.
You nodded and smiled weakly at him. “Thank you for listening to my little vent.”
“Any time,” he smiled in return. “I just want you and Bucky to be alright. He’s only okay if you are.”
You nodded and left his office.
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The morning after your talk with Steve, you had leaned over to Bucky in bed and tried to kiss his cheek. He ducked it and got off of the bed, leaving the room.
Your insecurities were starting to get the best of you. What if he isn’t attracted to you anymore?
You rolled your eyes at the thought, then considered the past few days. Every time you touched him he flinched; he wouldn’t let you kiss him; and even though you slept naked, he made no attempt to touch you. 
“Fuck,” you groaned and put the pillow over your head. You knew full well that that wasn’t true, he was just stressed, but the thought kept gnawing at you. 
You walked over to the bathroom and examined your back. Whatever Tony had given you was working wonders. The bruises on your side were totally gone, and the biggest one wasn’t blue anymore, but yellow, and only a bluish tint in some spots. Your voice was totally back to normal, too.
If even your body had moved on from what happened on the mission, why hadn’t Bucky?
The rest of the day went the same. You would talk to him and he would acknowledge you, but never look you in the eye. You knew that if you touched him, he would flinch like you had burned him, so you didn’t try again.
You forced yourself to listen to Steve’s advice. Bucky had been through a lot of shit, a lot of it you didn’t even know about because it was too painful for him to talk about, and you didn’t know what his coping strategy would be like for something like this.
However, you knew that if something didn’t change soon, you knew your relationship with Bucky could end. That was too painful to even consider.
That night, you applied the medicine Tony gave you after you showered and joined Bucky in bed. His eyes were closed, but you knew he wasn’t asleep.
You laid on your side and looked at him. “Bucky,” you whispered.
His lips moved slightly, like he was going to say something but decided against it.
“Bucky, please,” your voice was more desperate now. “I love you.”
Bucky’s eyes opened and he looked at you. He closed his eyes like he had a painful thought, and got off of the bed and put gym shorts on.
“Where are you going?” Your voice cracked. Him getting up and leaving wasn’t exactly the response you were expecting.
“Gym.” He left the room.
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You tossed and turned for a long time. Give him space, Steve’s voice replayed over and over in your head.
You clicked your phone on and checked the time. 1:41 AM. 
Bucky had been in the gym for three goddamn hours now.
Fuck space, you thought to yourself and got out of bed, putting only your satin robe on.
The walk over to the gym felt like miles. Your hands were shaking with anxiety. There was no telling how this conversation was going to go.
Bucky was the only person in the room. His back was to you, and he was punching the boxing bag over and over. His back was drenched with sweat, the gym lights highlighting every muscle. You could see his body from each angle because of the mirrors that surrounded him.
He didn’t hear you come in. You closed the gym door behind you and just watched him. 
You were surprised the boxing bag didn’t go flying off of the chain at the rate and power he was punching it. 
You walked further into the room and stopped only a few feet behind him. 
“Bucky.”
His punching ceased, and he put his metal hand out to stop the bag from swaying back and forth. Bucky turned around and looked at you, pushing the sweat-soaked hair out of his face.
“Hi,” he exhaled heavily. You couldn’t gage the look in his eyes.
“Are you okay?” You walked over next to him. He towered over you, still trying to catch his breath from punching.
“I’m fine.”
He walked past you to one of the benches where his water bottle sat. He took a long sip, then grabbed his towel and patted his face dry. 
You watched his every move.
“You can go back to bed now.” He put his towel back down.
This was not going well.
“I couldn’t sleep.”
Bucky turned his back to you and started stretching out his arms.
You clearly weren’t going to get an answer from him. “Bucky, you have to give me something. What is going on with you?”
He pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. “Y/N, for the last time, I’m fine. Go back to bed.”
What if he’s not attracted to you anymore?
You tried to push that voice out of your mind. You hated how needy and insecure it was, but now you had to know the answer.
“Bucky, are you— are you not attracted to me anymore… like, physically?” You stumbled over your words. You sounded desperate, just like you knew you would.
“What?” He turned around and stared at you incredulously. “What is that even supposed to mean? What kind of question is that?”
“It’s just… whenever I try to touch you, you flinch—” You regretted asking, especially with that look in his eyes. “You won’t let me kiss you, or hold you, or anything.”
Bucky closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “No, that’s not it.”
“What am I supposed to think, Bucky?”
No response.
You blinked back tears and turned around towards the exit. “I don’t know how to help you if you won’t let me in.”
“I was the one that was supposed to help you, Y/N.” He finally responded. 
“What?” Now it was your turn to be confused. 
“On the mission! It was my fault you fell,” Bucky’s voice cracked at the end. 
You turned back and looked at him. “How?”
“I should’ve made sure you got up that hill before I did. I should’ve made sure that guy was dead. I should’ve not let you take two agents at the same time.”
At first, his protective worrying was sweet, and you knew it came from a place of love, but now it was annoying. “Bucky, it doesn’t matter. It’s over.”
“I thought you were dead.” Bucky whispered, his eyes fixing on yours. He swallowed as he blinked back tears. 
You had never seen him like this before. 
“I’m not dead.”
“I thought you were, I really did. I can’t get the image of you falling through the fog out of my mind. Whenever I close my eyes, that’s what I see. The only thing I can think about is how you sounded when you were falling. I thought it was over and I thought you were dead, Y/N.”
His confession broke your heart. You walked over to him and grabbed his hand. “I understand that, but Bucky, it is no one’s fault. Stop blaming yourself. I am not dead, I am right here. I am right here, alive, and I love you,” your voice cracked as you put your hand over his heart.
Bucky closed his eyes and sighed, putting his forehead against yours. 
“I love you,” he whispered, planting a kiss on the bridge of your nose. He pulled you in to hug you, and you didn’t care that he was drenched in sweat. 
“Don’t shut me out, then.”
“I don’t mean to. I just don’t know how to deal with that,” he confessed. You pulled back and looked up at him.
“I know.” You pushed some of the hair out of his face and cupped his cheek in your palm. “And that’s okay for a little while, but at some point you have to let me in.”
“Okay.” He breathed. “For the record, I’m really glad you’re alive.”
“Me too.”
You hugged him again, and the two of you just stood there for a while. His heartbeat could be heard with your head on his chest. 
“I can’t believe you think I’m not attracted to you anymore,” he chuckled. “What a ridiculous question.”
“What am I supposed to think?” 
He tilted your chin so you were looking up at him. “I am incredibly attracted to you.”
The energy in the room shifted. 
“Really?” You raised your eyebrows.
“Really,” Bucky smirked. “Want me to prove it? Right here, right now? In this gym? Because I will. Don’t tempt me.”
“I don’t doubt it, Sergeant.”
He chuckled. “I like when you call me that.”
“I know you do,” you told him as he pressed his lips to yours. Your lips melded together and his tongue slipped into your mouth immediately. 
Both of you needed this. 
Bucky’s metal arm was wrapped around your waist and the other cupped the back of your neck, holding you in place. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled it down to move your head so he could kiss your neck. 
He sucked on the skin there and his metal hand went down to your ass, squeezing it through your satin robe. 
“As much as I like this robe,” he started, kissing the skin on your chest, “I think we’re going to have to lose it.”
You untied the robe and let it fall to the gym floor. “Better?”
He licked his lips as he drank you in, standing naked in front of him. “Much.”
Bucky started kissing you again and kneeled before you. He kissed the skin just below your belly button and started moving lower, his hands grabbing your ass. 
He planted his lips just above your entrance and gripped the back of your thighs harshly to hold you in place. 
You gripped his shoulders to keep yourself steady as his tongue went to work. “Bucky, I am going to fall.”
“Don’t insult me.” He gripped your thighs harder. “I got you, pretty girl.”
It was nearly impossible to keep your eyes open, it felt so good. You moved one hand to his hair and pulled it, hard, when his tongue hit your clit.
You knew he liked it when you pulled his hair, so you kept doing it. You didn’t have to see his member to know that he was already hard.
“Get on the ground for me, baby.” He commanded, helping you lower yourself to the floor. “Spread yourself a little more, honey. I want to see you.”
You did as he asked, laying out for him on the gym floor. Sure enough, he was hard. The gym shorts were a nice touch. 
Bucky planted kisses up your thighs and got back at it. You turned your head to the side in absolute pleasure, and then saw your reflection in the mirror.
It wasn’t something that you thought you were into, but the sight of yourself spread out like that while Bucky ate you out, your hands pulling at his hair, and him drenched in sweat was enough to bring you to the edge. You moaned again when Bucky put two fingers in, pumping slowly, and he moved his mouth to your breasts.
He sucked harshly, nipping at the skin there. You thought you were done for when he praised you: “Look at how beautiful you are,” and he used his other hand to tilt your chin to look in the mirror again. 
Knowing that your reflection also turned him on made it that much hotter. You were about to climax, but he pulled his fingers out and took off his shorts. You whined when he pulled away.
“This is going to be fast, okay, sweetheart?” He got back on his knees and got ready to enter you. “Don’t want anybody seeing you like this but me.”
You nodded, and he slid himself in.
“Always so ready for me, my best girl,” he complimented and meshed his lips with yours again, teeth crashing into each other.
You squeezed his ass while he pounded into you so hard it was bringing tears to your eyes. The bruising on your back wasn’t bothering you, thank God. 
“Bucky,” you moaned into his lips, kisses becoming sloppy. “Bucky, I—”
“I know, baby.” You could feel him getting close as well. “Come with me, Y/N.”
You grabbed his chin and moved it so he was looking into the mirror. That was it for the both of you, finishing together. 
The two of you were a mess, and Bucky wasn’t the only one drenched in sweat anymore. You propped yourself on your elbow and leaned over him.
“Hi,” you chuckled. He was still trying to catch his breath.
“Hey, baby.” 
You stood up and walked over to your robe, putting it back on. Bucky got off the floor as well and put his gym shorts on and grabbed his water bottle and towel. 
“Come here, sweetheart. I want you to look at yourself.”
You walked over to where he was and looked into the gym mirror. Your cheeks were flushed, your lips swollen, your hair a mess.  
Bucky wrapped his strong arm around your shoulder and brought you closer to him. “Doll, how do you look better after having sex on a gym floor than before?”
You laughed, rolling your eyes. “I need to shower again.”
“I can help with that,” Bucky smirked.
“You’re in a much better mood than you were an hour ago,” you poked his cheek. He always acted like he hated when you did that but you knew he thought it was cute.
“‘Cause I love you. And we just had pretty great sex,” Bucky laughed.
The two of you started walking out of the gym. “We can have more pretty great sex, if you would like,” you offered.
“You minx,” he held the gym door open for you, chuckling. “You’re insatiable. Damn well will be the death of me.”
Bucky draped his arm over your shoulder as you walked back to your bedroom. You opened the door and headed for the bathroom.
“Hey,” his tone changed, more serious now. “I love you. I’m sorry that sometimes it might not seem that way. I do, though. A lot. So much that sometimes it freaks me out, to be frank,” he ran his fingers through his hair, like he does when he’s nervous.
You kissed his cheek. “And I love you. It scares me sometimes, too, but most of the time it’s pretty awesome.”
“‘Pretty awesome’,” he repeated, smiling wide. Bucky turned the shower water on. “Glad we’re on the same page. Now let’s have some more pretty great shower sex, shall we?”
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Title: A Dragon’s Magic Chapter 11 Pairing:  Kacchako (this chapter is mostly Miritama) Rating: M Word Count:  5,835 Summary: Uraraka Ochako has always believed in dragons, though she was constantly told they were long since extinct. Now an adult and professional mage, she’s ready to help her parents as a healer for their village. The last thing she expects is for her beliefs to become a reality, but when a dragon attacks her village, she learns there’s more to magic than she ever could’ve realized. Read on AO3 Thanks to @its-love-u-asshole for reading this over.
"Neji! W-wait up!"
"You're too slow Miri!" Nejire dashed through the forest, while Mirio continued to call out for her. He was, admittedly, slower than her. Someday he hoped to be faster and stronger. Ready to face all sort of evil with his magic, go on grand adventures and see the world! As a young boy, he had many dreams and he wasn’t about to let them not come true.
"Okay, okay," she said when she made it to the forest clearing, hopping around to face him. "Did you bring it?"
"Of course I did," he panted, pulling the long folded cloak out of his bag.
"Great! We can practice then," Nejire said, twirling around on her foot.
"Yeah!" he cheered.
It was their little secret; practicing magic in the forest together. Nejire would bring her small staff, and Mirio would bring his cloak. Though he wasn't very skilled at using it, he wanted to be better. He wanted to be amazing.
He wrapped the cloak around himself and felt the magical energy flowing through his small body.
Nejire blinked. "Can you feel the energy?" Her eyes darted about, waiting for his body to completely disappear.
"Mhm... I can..." he whispered.
"Is it... doing anything?" she asked, her eyes glistening with impatience.
Mirio shut his eyes, willing the magic to take over his body. He wanted to be invisible, he wanted to show Nejire he could do this. She had always been gifted in magic, a talent that came very easy to her. She could use any magical object she wanted with plenty of ease, and Mirio was admittedly jealous.
"No..." he said finally, turning his eyes down to the ground. If only he was bigger, maybe he could channel the magic properly through his body, but right now it felt like nothing would work.
"Well," Nejire sighed, flopping back down onto the grass. Her long blue hair splayed out behind her as she rolled excitedly onto her stomach, staring up at him. "At least you can feel the magic."
"Yeah," he sighed. "I just wish I could do it."
"Maybe when you start taking classes at school!" she said.
"Yeah but... we're already 10 and you can do so much!" he pouted, folding his arms over his chest.
"You'll get there too!" she said, but both of them froze, hearing a stick snap against the ground. "What was that?" Nejire gasped, sitting up quickly as she glanced around the forest.
Mirio clutched his cloak to his chest. The object was rare, and one he wasn't supposed to take out of the house in fear of others stealing it from him. "I-I dunno..." he mumbled, narrowing his eyes as he looked around.
From the far edge of the clearing, he could see a smattering of dark hair duck into the bush, the plant rustling around. Who... was that?
"H-Hey!" he called out, dropping the cloak near Nejire.
"Mirio! Wait!" she cried out, reaching her hand for him but he dove into the bush, tackling the small creature to the ground.
The other boy whimpered and covered his face with his hands, desperate to not be attacked by Mirio.
"Who are you?!" he accused. "Why were you spying!"
The boy kept his face covered and shook his head back and forth quickly. "I... I..." His voice was so tiny, small enough that Mirio could barely hear him.
"You...?" he asked, slowly sitting back. The boy was trembling and he looked to be about the same age. Maybe he was lost in the forest and was excited to see others like him?
Slowly he lowered his hands, his dark eyes trembling as though he were about to cry. Dark scales littered his cheeks, his ears pointed and long. "I-I... I'm sorry."
"Hey..." Mirio said, softening. Obviously the boy hadn't really done anything wrong. "It's okay!" he smiled. "Are you lost? My friend and I can help maybe!"
The dark-haired boy whimpered, tears falling down his face. He couldn't even bring himself to nod or speak, obviously terrified of something Mirio couldn't place.
"What's your name?" he asked. Placing his hand over his chest, he smiled the widest smile he could muster. "I'm Mirio!"
"T-Tamaki..." he stammered, keeping his fingers wrapped around his cheeks
That was the day he met Amajiki Tamaki, and his life was never the same.
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"Are you... really a dragon?" Mirio asked, sitting in the middle of the clearing with Tamaki alone. A few months later and he was still not convinced, probably because Tamaki usually refused to speak about it or show him anything.
Tamaki glanced around and then quickly nodded.
"COOL!" Mirio boomed, his voice loud and echoing through the trees. "That's so amazing! What can you do as a dragon!?" he asked.
Tamaki shrugged.
"Okay..." Mirio muttered, tapping his chin. "Can you fly?"
Tamaki nodded.
"Can you breathe fire?"
He nodded again.
"Can you show me?"
Tamaki shut his eyes and took a deep breath. "Just you..."
His small body began to morph, his neck curling back as claws shot from his fingertips. His hands smacked against the ground as tiny wings sprouted from his back, his tail elongating behind him. Scales trailed up his neck and cheeks, covering his face as his nose pulled into a snout.
It was only a brief moment, Tamaki roaring loudly... and then... before him stood a small purple dragon, glistening in the light which broke through the trees in the clearing.
"Wow..." Mirio said. He slowly stepped forward but Tamaki lurched back, curling in on himself. "Ah!" Mirio gasped. "I-I promise I won't hurt you!"
He was really hoping Tamaki would know that by now, after spending months sharing their bedroom together.
His mother was quick to take the small boy in, and though she had a sneaking suspicion he wasn't human, she chose to keep her mouth shut. Although he was quiet, he became fast friends with Mirio and Nejire... following them wherever they went, practicing magic with the two whenever he was given the chance.
At first Mirio was jealous. Tamaki could use magic without an object, and he honestly had no idea how the boy did so. Mirio would constantly ask and Tamaki would give him his signature silent shrug.
However, Tamaki confessed to being a dragon when he used too much magic one day and scales appeared on his cheeks and arms. He was terrified, screaming in terror when they showed up on his skin, and he tried to cover his arms, but it was next to impossible with the summer clothes he wore. Mirio immediately took him home and Mirio's mother urged him to keep it a secret.
But Mirio had to know. He had to see and witness Tamaki with his own eyes. He took him to the clearing, hoping for some sort of privacy; hoping it would convince Tamaki to change, just for him.
And now that he was seeing him, he couldn't believe how beautiful he was.
Mirio held out his hand, allowing Tamaki to slowly move forward and press his scaled snout against his hand.
"Amazing..." he breathed, brushing his hand over Tamaki's nose. "You're incredible Tamaki!"
He was convinced that was the first time he saw Tamaki smile.
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"I can't do it!" Mirio scoffed, angrily tossing the cloak onto the ground.
"M-Mirio..." Tamaki said, nervously, holding his hands towards him, while he glanced around. "I-I uhm..."
Mirio huffed, letting himself sit on the rock. His blue eyes were filled with disappointment as he focused his gaze on the cloak in front of him.
Tamaki hated when Mirio got like this. Mirio was his light, the one who made him smile more than Tamaki could've ever expected. He helped Tamaki speak when he was far too nervous, he gave Tamaki far more love than he ever would've thought he deserved.
After spending their childhood together, they were slowly, but awkwardly, heading into adulthood, and it seemed like of all of them, Mirio was the most positive and ready. He looked after Tamaki and Nejire, and he kept them in check.
However, when it came to magic, the teen... wasn't the best at it. Tamaki only wished he could help.
Slowly, he made his way to his side, taking a seat next to him on the small rock. "You'll get it."
Mirio sighed, letting his head rest in his hands. "That's easy for you to say," he sighed. "You're incredible at magic!"
"It's just... easier for dragons..." he muttered, rubbing his fingers together. "Plus... invisibility magic is hard. But... if anyone can do it, I know you can Mirio."
Tamaki didn't speak much, but when he did, he always meant every word. Someday, he hoped he could say the three words he wanted to most, but for now... maybe he could just help.
"I just wish it came easier. I kept telling myself that I would be able to use this cloak when I was older and here I am, only a few years away from coming of age and I can stay invisible for what? A snap of my fingers?" he sighed.
Under his skin, Tamaki could feel his blood boil. He couldn't stand watching the most positive person he knew be so down on himself. Mirio was an incredibly talented mage. It took a great deal of energy to utilize the invisibility cloak... maybe he just needed a boost.
"Mirio," he whispered and wrapped his hands around Mirio's, helping him stand up.
"Tamaki?" he asked, perplexed as to why he was pulling him into the middle of the field.
There were legends which Tamaki remembered from the few days he recalled of his mother. She would tell him stories before bed, stories of humans and dragons, working and living together, using magically freely.
His mother always believed humans and dragons would work together again. It was why she fled from the dragon world with her son, wishing to live normally among the humans instead of exiled on a single island.
However, she had been killed by dragon guard, not wanting their secret to escape into the world. They never found Tamaki though... Mirio had, in the woods.
And Mirio's body had the capacity for magic... After everything his mother told him, maybe Mirio just needed a little boost.
And maybe Tamaki could give it to him.
"I don't know if this will work..." he muttered. He slid his hand over Mirio's chest, pressing his palm against his shirt. He let his eyes flutter shut, and focused his magical energy into his palm.
"You don't know if what will- O-Oh!" Mirio gasped, and wrapped his hand over Tamaki's wrist, brushing his thumb up and down over her skin. The rush of magical energy hit him in the chest and he gasped again, squeezing Tamaki's hand. "What are you-"
There was a purple glow coming from his hand, and the aura trailed up his arm, scales slowly appearing as they crawled up his neck and cheeks. His magic was draining, escaping into Mirio's body. Once the glow stopped, Tamaki began to pant, but he smiled at Mirio. "Now... try it..." he breathed.
"Tamaki!" Mirio gasped, wrapping his fingers around his hand. "What did you do!?"
"I gave you more magic," he said.
"Are you okay?! Why would you do that?" he asked, panicking. His thick fingers stroked over Tamaki's cheek, brushing at the now visible scales.
"Because I wanted to help you," he whispered, leaning into the touch.
"I-I didn't want you to get hurt!" Mirio urged, panic dancing across his small blue eyes.
"Trust me... I just need some rest, I'll be fine. I want you to try it."
"What if people see-"
"Mirio. Try," Tamaki said softly. He pulled back from the touch and slowly moved to pick up his cloak, handing it to the blond. "Please."
"...Alright..." Mirio sighed. "I don't like this though. I don't like you sacrificing yourself for me."
"I'm not dying," he snorted softly, watching as Mirio wrapped the cloak around himself.
"I don't know what I would do if you did," Mirio said.
"Does it feel different?" Tamaki asked softly.
"...I... you... gave me a lot of magic," he muttered. "I think this is the most magical energy I've ever felt."
Mirio closed his eyes, the cloak disappearing from the bottom up until he was just a floating head, the entire thing gone. "Amazing!" he laughed. "You... did it!"
Tamaki shook his head. "You did, Mirio."
A large laugh boomed from Mirio's lips. "Are you kidding me?! I didn't do anything," he laughed. "I couldn't do this without all the magic you gave me!"
He pranced around the field, only his head bobbing up and down, none of his body visible. The sight was, admittedly, quite foolish and Tamaki couldn't help the small laugh that slipped from his lips.
"What do you think?!" he said, twirling around, his head moving as though it belonged to no body. "Pretty spooky right!"
"Not at all," Tamaki laughed.
"I guess it was worth it to take some of your magic if it was going to make you laugh so hard," Mirio said, laughing with him. He glanced down at his invisible body. It was highly entertaining. "Look Ma! No legs! Or hands! Or anything!"
Tamaki snorted again. What a fool his best friend was; but Tamaki loved him nonetheless. He would've given up all of his magic to make him this happy all the time.
"Gods I love your laugh," Mirio sighed, stopping directly in front of the dragon.
"W-What?" Tamaki said. Mirio was so casual about everything he did, never caring how his words might be weighted and heavy for Tamaki.
"I love... your laugh. I love when you actually smile and your dark eyes light up. I love when I can tell that you're having fun! I love... you, Tamaki!" Mirio chuckled and slipped the cloak off, his body slowly reappearing. Over the years, Mirio had filled into his body, his strong muscles toned and defined. He was more than handsome could possibly describe.
And he just told Tamaki he loved him.
He swallowed, unsure of how to respond. Mirio was his light, a giant sun which lit up a world that had seemed so bleak and lonely...
Of course Tamaki loved him too.
"I..."
Tamaki always chose his words carefully, each one meaning something very special. They shouldn't be taken lightly, and he didn't want Mirio to think he wasn't serious.
"I love you too," he whispered.
Before Tamaki could even finish speaking, Mirio's lips were on his, kissing him. They crashed together, kissing desperately as though they'd been waiting lifetimes to be this close to each other.
"Thank you for doing this for me," Mirio whispered softly, caressing Tamaki's cheeks. "And... thanks for not getting freaked out when I kissed you."
"Mirio..."
"I.. uh... " He stepped back, rubbing the back of his neck. "I've wanted to for a long time."
Tamaki smiled. "Me too..."
"Does this mean... I can do it again?"
As far as Tamaki was concerned, Mirio could do it as much as he liked.
~~
"What if we made a show?!" Mirio cheered one day while the three of them sat in the woods.
"That sounds like a horrible idea! I'm in!" Nejire laughed, a small snort slipping through her nose.
"A... show?" Tamaki asked, immediately recoiling. He didn't like the idea of performing, especially in front of other people. He was supposed to stay hidden; the last thing he needed was to be a spectacle.
"Yeah, you know, performed in front of people! We all have such cool styles of magic, I'm sure people would love to see us. I just... I want to make people laugh!" Mirio said. "I want to be amazing!"
"The Amazing Mirio!" Nejire said, trailing her hand across the sky. "I can see it now!"
"Or maybe... you can't!" Mirio laughed, covering himself with the invisibility cloak.
"What!? Tamaki, did you give him magic again!?" Nejire pouted, folding her arms across her chest. "That's so not fair! It never works when he tries to give it to me."
"Sorry..." Tamaki muttered.
"It's not your fault, Mirio is just too much sometimes!" Nejire sighed.
Flipping the cloak off of himself, Mirio laughed. "But together we could be an amazing team."
"And what is Tamaki going to do when he gets on stage? You won't get embarrassed?" Nejire smirked, leaning over to poke Tamaki's cheek.
"E-Eh?!" he gasped and quickly turned away from her completely facing the other direction. "I... don't... know."
"You can't turn away from a crowd if you're scared!" Nejire teased in her singsong voice.
Tamaki shuttered and shook his head back and forth.
"And really Miri, do you think Tamaki should be using magic in front of other people? What if they realize he's... y'know?" she said, placing her hands on her hips.
"Are you kidding?!" Mirio said. "It's going to be a show about illusions and magic! No one will think he's actually a dragon!" he said.
"Mmm..." Tamaki hummed softly and shook his head back and forth again.
"See! He doesn't want to."
"I'll... try..." he muttered.
"Tama... if you really don't want to, we don't have to. I just thought it was something fun we could all try together," Mirio insisted.
Tamaki scraped his teeth over his lower lip and pressed his hand close to his chest. For Mirio, he would've done anything, even if it was the most terrifying thing he could think of. Of course, a lot of things terrified him, so to hold Mirio back from this seemed... wrong.
What was the worst that could happen?
"I want to try."
~~
Their first show was a disaster.
Nejire introduced Mirio, her long blue hair twirling around her body as she danced across the stage, pumping up the excitement. The audience wasn't very big, but still people were watching.
How terrifying.
Tamaki tried to quell the thoughts swirling around in his brain. What if they discovered he was a dragon? What if he didn't give Mirio enough magic? What if he made a total and complete fool of himself and then Mirio never wanted to speak to him again because he was the soul reason his show was ruined and no one would ever want to come see him again?
"-Tamaki!" Nejire said, calling his name. It was his cue to walk on stage and bow for the audience, but his legs were frozen in place.
Move! He had to. He wanted to. And yet...
"His assistant, Tamaki!" Nejire spoke the words again and he saw her outstretched hand, Mirio waving for him to come out.
He slammed his eyes shut, picturing their hands. He wanted to make it to their hands, wanted to hold them and grasp them tight. They'd been practicing this for weeks and not once had he messed this up. But now, there were people watching and people were terrifying.
He slowly willed his feet to move. He scuffled onto the stage, standing almost directly behind Mirio. The small crowd clapped for him, their hands loud and the sounds of their skin slapping together was sharp and annoying, giving Tamaki a slight headache.
He glanced over Mirio's shoulder and it felt as if he caught all their eyes. Their pupils bore into him, staring at him with so much intensity, Tamaki thought he was naked or he had a target locked onto his chest. Their eyes felt hot, as if they were all slowly melting his skin.
He couldn't do this.
He dashed off the stage far faster than he walked onto it.
Curling himself into a ball, Tamaki knelt down against the grass, covering his ears with his hands. Why did they all have to stare?! Did they notice the small scales on his cheeks, glistening in the awkward stage lighting? They always talked about him oddly, knowing he was a strange boy who never spoke. Perhaps they all came to laugh at him for even trying something like this-
"Tamaki." Mirio's pleasant voice trickled into his ear, interrupting his spiraling train of thought.
"M-Mirio..." he trembled, slowly peeking over his own shoulder to look back at the blond. "W-What are you-"
"I'm not going on that stage without you!" Mirio smiled. Somehow Mirio exuded a confidence Tamaki would never know or be able to find as well as Mirio had.
"But I... I can't..."
"If that's really how you feel, we can wait and try again a different night," Mirio smiled, kneeling down with him. "I want you to know you can do this though. I really believe in you."
He always had. Even when Mirio's own mother had looked at Tamaki like a strange being, Mirio protected him and kept him safe. It was why he was so willing to share magic with him.
Mirio's hands came up to cup his cheeks. They were much stronger now, holding Tamaki's face so he could meet Mirio's cheerful gaze.
"I love you, and I don't want to force you to do anything you don't wanna do. But I know you Tamaki... I know how amazing your magic is and I want to share this with you." He leaned forward, brushing their lips together.
Mirio always looked after him, and Tamaki had made him this promise. He clenched his fists against the ground and pressed back against Mirio's lips.
"I love you too," he mumbled.
He had to try, for Mirio.
So maybe their first show wasn't a disaster. It wasn't perfect. Tamaki barely spoke, and when he did he stammered through his words. His magic seemed far less flashy compared to Nejire and Mirio, but he did it and he supposed that was something.
When the show ended, the three celebrated together, Nejire and Mirio laughing and drinking, complimenting each other for their grand success, even if it felt like a rocky start.
And Nejire, like always, fell asleep early, so Mirio and Tamaki snuck away, just the two of them, like they usually did later in the evenings.
He moved together with Mirio for the first time that night, the two of them naked, pressed up against each other. There was pain and pressure, but Mirio held him through the entire night. Their hips moved together and Tamaki's soft voice spoke Mirio's name over and over.
He gave everything to Mirio, his magic, his body, his heart.
~~
"This isn't sustainable, Miri. You're going to kill Tama!" Nejire said, folding her arms.
"I just need to rest..." Tamaki muttered.
"You say that every time, but every night you look more and more like you're slowly fading away. It takes longer and longer for you to recover from giving Mirio magic!"
"Seriously, Tamaki, maybe we should stop. I can use my regular magic-"
"No!" Tamaki yelled, the loudest his voice ever was. Both Mirio and Nejire froze, staring at their normally quiet best friend. "I can handle it..." he whispered.
He stepped forward and gently placed his hand over Mirio's chest. "Tamaki..." he said, wrapping his fingers around his. "Maybe we should take a break tonight," he suggested.
Lately, the show had been gaining momentum. Everyone was talking about 'The Amazing Mirio' and it seemed every night more and more people flocked to watch them perform. Sometimes people came back to see how things changed.
How could they take a break now?
"No, I'm fine," Tamaki insisted, flattening his hand over Mirio's chest. He shut his eyes, the purple hue covering his hand. He could feel his magic leaving his body, draining slowly from him. It did seem like every night they did this he got weaker and weaker. He needed to train harder and replenish his energy so he could provide Mirio with what he needed.
"Thank you..." Mirio whispered and leaned forward to kiss him. "But please... if you feel tired, I need you to tell me."
"I will," Tamaki lied. The last thing he needed was Mirio feeling guilty for taking the magic Tamaki wished to provide.
When they made their way to the stage, Tamaki tried to focus on Mirio and Mirio alone, even with the strange hum he felt underneath his skin.
Tamaki loved seeing him perform. He laughed with the audience when Mirio used the invisibility cloak, just as he had on the day of their first kiss. His head bobbed about, bouncing through the air. Mirio smiled when he used fire with ease, letting it dance around his body.
His head was throbbing while he watched, waiting patiently for his turn to shoot fireballs into the air.
"And witness, Tamaki's fire power!" Mirio cheered, and the audience turned to him in anticipation. He still wasn't used to the feeling of their eyes on him, but he always tried; for Mirio. He turned his head towards the sky however and he felt his magical energy pulsing at his fingertips, almost completely depleted.
No matter how hard he tried, fire wouldn't manifest itself from anywhere on his body. "M-Mirio..." he gasped, as a sharp pain shot through his chest and the world fell around him, going completely dark.
~~
When Tamaki fell on stage, Mirio was convinced it happened in slow motion. His tiny body collapsing to the ground, convulsing. Mirio immediately recognized what was happening, and as he rushed to his boyfriend's side, the dragon's wings sprouted from his back, laying limply on the ground.
Mirio dashed towards him and scooped him up, carrying him off the stage, praying no one caught a good look of the wings.
He fell to the ground behind the stage, leaving Nejire to make an announcement stopping the show.
"Tamaki... Tamaki!" he gasped and brushed his bangs aside. His face was almost entirely covered in scales, his body slowly going through the change. "No..." Mirio whispered, holding Tamaki in his lap.
Rushing to his side, Nejire knelt down beside him. "I-I don't think he can hold his human form!"
"Me neither," Mirio said and immediately placed his hand on Tamaki's chest, covering up his heart. "I need to give him magic back!"
"Can you do that?" Nejire exclaimed, looking between her two best friends.
"I have... no idea. But I'm going to try."
He stared down at his lover and took a deep breath, shutting his eyes. He could feel the rush of immense magical energy running through his body... it was magic Tamaki had chosen to give him and right now... he didn't deserve It. He should've fought harder against him; Tamaki had been looking weak for days and Mirio knew he couldn't keep giving up his energy over and over.
And yet... Tamaki kept insisting.
"Please..." he begged. "Please work..."
He'd never been as good at magic as Nejire... nor was he as good as Tamaki quite frankly. Yet everyone knew his name and everyone watched him. He had worked his ass off to get to this point... but all would be useless if Tamaki wasn't by his side.
He needed to focus.
Closing his eyes he took a few deep breaths.
"I promised to never leave your side. I vowed we could spend forever together and I need you Tamaki... I need you by my side." He knelt his head down, pushing his forehead against his. "I love you."
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Wincing, he kept his hand over Tamaki's chest, watching as it began to glow yellow.
"Are you okay-" Nejire began to ask, but the golden light flowed around Mirio and Tamaki, the magic rushing out of Mirio's body, though... it felt oddly balanced... and normal? It was strange... he didn't feel the same as he did without Tamaki's magic, he wasn't completely drained... but he felt as if he could feel Tamaki, their magic energy interspersed and flowing through both of their bodies.
It was a rush that almost made Mirio want to cry. The light enveloped his body and Tamaki's familiar purple hue flowed with his golden, the two colors mixing together beautifullyl. Mirio kept his hand pressed against Tamaki's chest, but he couldn't help but stare while it happened.
The lights slowly faded and the pangs in his chest were subtle now, full of far less pain and more a gentle annoyance.
"M-Mirio..." Tamaki groaned, his dark eyes fluttering open. His wings folded down into his back, his scales disappearing completely. Good, he had enough magic. "What happened?"
"Thank the gods," Mirio sighed, pressing his head to Tamaki's chest. "I was so worried. You collapsed."
"I think I... used too much magic..." he whispered, his hand coming up to his chest. "I... feel replenished though."
"Yeah," Mirio said, a smile pulling across his lips. "You definitely gave me too much," he snorted.
"Guess so..." he said, his brow furrowing. "Are you okay? Please tell me..."
"Nope! I'm totally fine!" he smiled. "I was able to transfer some magic back."
"Oh..." Tamaki muttered, glancing up at him. "I dunno how-"
"Me neither!" he laughed and pressed his forehead to Tamaki's. He could feel the way Tamaki's body hummed with the sensation of his magic, their energy still seemingly connected.
"Mirio..." Tamaki whispered, stroking his hand through his hair. "Can you... feel that?"
"Yeah..." Mirio smirked, and leaned down to kiss him. "I think it's probably got something to do with how much I love you."
Tamaki sighed, a small smile pulling across his lips. "It probably does."
~~
"So... after that you were just... bonded," Uraraka asked, completely enthralled by the story Mirio told.
"Yup!" Mirio smiled, wrapping his hand around Tamaki's.
"But how did you know?" she asked. He pulled down his shirt and Uraraka gasped, noting the small purple moon which sat over his chest. "I see..."
"We've... done a bit more research on it now... and we found out it was actually pretty dangerous," he chuckled, rubbing his neck.
"Dangerous?" Bakugou snorted, raising his eyebrow. "Because you gotta be in peril or some shit?"
"No, no!" Mirio said, waving his hand. "That was just in our case. People can bond normally... but if two people try and bond and they're not... close enough then... the ritual will drain the human of all their magic energy and the dragon will be forced to live their life in dragon form."
Uraraka's eyes widened. "W-What?" she gasped.
Tamaki bit his lip and turned his eyes to the floor, nodding. "I could've ruined everything."
"What?" Mirio laughed loudly. "What do you mean?! We both would have!"
"I don't understand how you both... accidentally bonded," Uraraka muttered.
"Well, it's actually kinda simple," Mirio said. "The ritual really only requires the two parties to share magic back and forth. Tamaki and I were already doing that. It then requires you to say a vow and when I was trying to save him, I vowed I would never leave his side. It must have been enough because it worked! I mean it helps that I love him with all my heart!" Mirio smiled widely, kissing the side of Tamaki's head. "It, uh, helps... if you're more... physically close."
"R-Right!" Uraraka stammered, her cheeks turning bright red. She bit down on her lip. Her and Bakugou weren't... in love were they? They certainly done nothing like that. They had grown closer over the course of this journey and she didn't want to leave him or be without him... but there was no way he would be able to make a vow like that to her. She couldn't imagine this ritual ending in anything but utter and complete disaster.
Then he would be trapped in dragon form and she would have no magic.
"Can you break the bond?" Uraraka asked, the question popping into her mind.
"We never thought about it..." Mirio admitted, shrugging.
"I do remember reading something about it being very difficult to break... painful too. I think it drains you of magic," Tamaki muttered, his eyes shifting back and forth.
More loss of magic. Uraraka's heart thumped loudly in her chest. She could barely hold her focus, her vision blurring. The idea of never having magic again terrified her. She loved her magic more than anything else in the entire world. But... she hated knowing that if she didn't at least try, the dragons could be even worse off...
It was a huge decision.
"But you two can use magic freely?" Bakugou asked, looking at the two boys.
"Yup! The magical current flows between us," Mirio explained. "We replenish each other and it's impossible to get tired or feel drained! I don't have to use an object and Tamaki doesn't have to take from a universal magic source."
"Is it true... that it's draining?" Tamaki whispered. "Are other dragons suffering?"
"Yeah!" Bakugou snapped. "While you've been performing your little show, all the dragons have been fucking suffering!"
"I-I..." Tamaki looked down, guilt apparent on his features.
Mirio frowned. "That's not Tamaki's fault."
"Katsuki, please," Uraraka said, gently placing her hand on his chest. "I'm sorry. It's just... a lot of information," she whispered.
"I know," Mirio said. "It took us a long time to realize why we could use magic as we wanted. It was kind of lucky that it worked out like this," he said. "If we had known, maybe we would've been more hesitant to do the ritual."
"Well we gotta fuckin' try, Cheeks!" Bakugou said. "If we have endless magic we could transfer magic back to the dragons... or teach them this shit!"
Uraraka gasped, shocked Bakugou was still so on board with trying this out. "You... want to?" she asked, blinking at him.
"Of course I fucking do!" he snarled, grabbing her hands. "And you're the only goddamn human worth trying it with."
She looked at their hands and then stared at Mirio and Tamaki. They were lovers... Bakugou had kissed her, but they hadn't done anything remotely physical and Uraraka had no idea if they were even ready for something like that.
"Excuse me..." she whispered, her chest feeling heavy. Her hands slipped from Bakugou's, the room spinning. She needed air... to breathe and know that she didn't need to make a decision to possibly lose all her magic forever.
"The hell?" Bakugou frowned, watching as she pulled her hands back.
She made a promise. She knew she made a promise; to help him no matter what...
But what good would she be if she lost all her magic and trapped Bakugou forever in his dragon form?
Uraraka's chest heaved. "I-I think I need some air."
And with that, she pulled away, dashing out of the hut. She tried to ignore the look of pure hurt on Bakugou's face, the image ingrained in her mind as she ran into the cold winter air.
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The Ties That Bind
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Chapter 5 : A Sneaky Set-up
I just have a few more questions for you, Ann. What if he shows up with another woman? What if one of my sleeves catches on fire and it spreads rapidly? What if, instead of Tic Tacs, I accidentally pop a couple of Ambien and I have to keep punching my leg to stay awake? -Leslie Knope, Parks and Recreation
Although the discreet lighting gave the Italian restaurant an intimate atmosphere, very few of the rays cast by the old, smoked glass lamps actually made it into the wooden booths favoured by Claire and Geillis on their frequent visits. Fortunately, this didn’t bother them, even though reading the menu proved to be a challenge.
“You did what, G?” Claire stared intently at her friend.  
Geillis continued to focus on her menu. “Ye ken, I canna read this damn thing. How do I decide what tae have?”
“Stop ignoring my question and put the bloody menu down, G. We come here all the time. You always have the same thing. Talk to me.”
Geillis peered over the top of her menu. “Ach, all I did was give yer phone number tae a certain gentleman I saw in the Emergency Department. I think his name was Jamie Fraser. I kent he was wi’ his nephew and I thought, just in case he may need some more medical advice for the wee lad, ye ken.”
From the corner of her eye, Claire could see the white shirt of a nearby waiter. She beckoned him over. “Hi, could we have two spaghetti with meatballs, please, with garlic bread to share and a bottle of Pinot Grigio? And could we have the wine as soon as possible, please?”
The waiter disappeared with assurances that the wine would be there straight away. Claire’s mind was in a whirl. On the one hand, the emotional side of her brain seemed to be doing its own little happy dance, complete with rockets and confetti, but was being tempered by the logical side, which featured disciplinary panels, codes of conduct and probably a deafening silence from Mr. Jamie Fraser.
A click of glasses announced the arrival of the wine. Declining the offer to taste it, Claire gratefully accepted a half full glass from the waiter and took a large gulp.
“But, why would you do that?” She resumed her questioning of Geillis. “Did you not think about professional conduct?”
“The way I see it is… point one…” Geillis counted off the points on her fingers. “Point one, Jamie Fraser isna and has ne’er been your patient. Point two, you gave a consultation tae his nephew, who has since been discharged from yer care. Point three, I didna give yer number tae yer patient, merely a relative. Point four, he has a useful contact if he’s worried about the wee laddie. And most importantly, I reckon he fits the first criteria for yer fling. I ken he was wearing jeans today, but they were verra well fitting, did ye no’ notice? So tall and broad, he has tae look good in a kilt… and no’ a disappointment out of it, I’m sure.”
Claire drained her wine. “Christ, these glasses don’t hold much, do they?”
She helped herself to a second. The happy dance in her head was being liberally pissed on by her brain’s logical side. “I’m still not sure about a relationship… sorry, fling. Besides, that’s not the point, he won’t ring, I know. Passive rejection, that’ll be.”
“For an intelligent woman, Claire, you do talk some shite sometimes. Frank really messed up yer mind. Can ye no’ see - ye’re beautiful and bright and funny? What man wouldna want a fling wi’ ye? God, if I were that way inclined, I’d have a go meself!”
Claire snorted into her wine. “I’m sure Dougal would have something to say about that!”
“Aye, that he would... including the words, ‘please,’ ‘do it,’ and ‘can I watch’... bless him.”
Two plates of spaghetti and meatballs appeared in front of them followed by a waiter brandishing a huge pepper mill. Geillis shook her head as the pepper mill hovered over her plate.
“I’m sure my friend would be interested in some, though.”
Claire nodded and tried not to catch Geillis’s eye as the pepper was added to her meal.
“D’ya like that grinder then, Claire?” Geillis giggled. ”Length and girth there, as with certain other things, I imagine. I’d be verra interested tae find out, wouldn’t ye, eh?”
**************
Jamie breathed a sigh of relief. It had been a very long and trying day. He loved looking after his nephew. He enjoyed their games, the time spent building with Duplo. He was looking forward to the day when they could progress to proper Lego. In fact, he had a whole box of it up in his loft, just waiting, including the seven and a half thousand pieces needed to build the Star Wars Millennium Falcon. It said ages nine to fourteen on the box, but Jamie was sure they could tackle that next year - once Wee Jamie had got out of the habit of licking all the blocks.
But today had been exhausting. The park had been fine until they started to chase the ducks and then, bang, Wee Jamie had gone flying over a partially concealed tree root, scattering the food for the ducks all round and bursting into noisy sobs. When even the promise of an ice cream had not halted the flow of tears, Jamie had suspected a more severe injury and whisked him straight off to the Emergency Department. Thankfully, it was only a sprain and Jamie had deposited his nephew back with Jenny and Ian generally undamaged, once he had made sure that the smell of chips no longer lingered on him.
Jamie poured himself a large whisky, added a dash of filtered water and settled down on his large burgundy sofa. He flicked idly through the channels on the television, before switching it off, enjoying the silence of his living room and contemplating the other interesting part of the visit to the hospital.
He now had the mobile number of Doctor... no, she was a surgeon, so it should be Miss… Claire Beauchamp. At least he hoped she was a miss, not a missus. But in that case, would that nurse have given him the phone number? Well, maybe she would have if it was just for professional reasons. So, was it professional only? That nurse said...
Things clicked into place in Jamie’s memory. He had seen that nurse before, when he was in the pub with Geneva last week. She was the one who leant over and claimed that tatty old napkin. Jamie tried, unsuccessfully, to remember what had been written on it but his mind was a blank. He must have been too busy gazing at her friend in the doorway… Claire Beauchamp, orthopaedic surgeon and owner of a mobile phone. He reached into the pocket of his jeans and unfolded the small piece of paper.  With his other hand, he lifted his phone and dialled.
**************
Having managed to finish the meal without actually throttling Geillis to stop her constant stream of double entendres and suggestive comments, Claire was looking forward to taking advantage of the light summer nights and taking a refreshing walk back to her flat. However, as she stared out of the restaurant, she could see that was not going to happen. The sky was already dark, filled with heavy grey clouds. Rain lashed against the door and windows, with large puddles already forming on the pavement.  
“Have to be a taxi, then, G.” Claire fumbled in her oversized handbag for her mobile. “Oh, I’ve a missed call here… not one of my contacts. Probably one of those pain in the neck marketing calls. You know, you have recently been involved in a no-fault car accident and so on. Funny, you think I’d remember if I had been.” Claire felt herself babbling, suddenly feeling nervous.
“Let me see,” Geillis made a quick movement and snatched the phone from Claire’s hand.
“It’s a mobile number. You have such an unoriginal passcode, Claire.” She unlocked the phone and pressed redial, ignoring Claire’s feeble sounds of protestation.
“Here, it’s ringing.”
She passed the phone back. As Claire put the phone to her ear, she heard the call connect.  
“Hello?”
Claire immediately recognised the deep, Scottish burr from earlier in the day. She swallowed and tried to move further away from Geillis, who was straining like a dog on a leash to get as close as possible to the phone, avid to hear every single word of the conversation.
“Hello, this is Claire Beauchamp. I’ve got a missed call from this number? Who is this, please?” She was conscious of how formal and English she sounded and how she was lying.
“Hello, this is Jamie Fraser. We met earlier today at the hospital with ma nephew, Jamie Murray?”
“Ah yes, is there a problem? Is your nephew alright?”
Jamie’s heart sank. So the nurse had given her number for professional reasons. “Aye, he’s grand. No, it’s no’ that…” He hesitated.  
Jamie was rarely lost for words, with an appropriate phrase for every occasion and a set of charming chat up lines - none of which he wanted to use on this woman. No cheesy chat up line for Claire, just plain honesty.
“I’m glad that nurse gave me yer number. In the hospital, I was wondering if I should ask ye for yer number. But then ye disappeared afore I had chance. So, I was wonderin’ if ye would like tae go out wi’ me sometime this week or next week. Fer a meal, or a drink. If ye’re no’ able, I understand. I ken ye must be busy.” Jamie decided to shut up before he managed to talk her out of this date completely.
Claire turned her back on Geillis who was now making kissing noises and licking her lips seductively.
“Yes, thanks, that would be very nice.” She screwed her nose up in disgust. I must sound like a old maiden aunt to him, she thought, enough to make him go off me before anything’s even begun. “Lovely. I’d like that very much.”
“OK, weel, now ye have my number, how about ye text me when ye’re free. As a doctor, I guess ye’re no’ too flexible… with dates, I mean.”
“I’ll check my diary at home and get back to you. Bye, Jamie”
“Bye then Claire.” Jamie put the phone down and finished his whisky.  Now he just had to wait for Claire to text him.
Claire turned to Geillis. “I think I’ve got a date”
Geillis made an exaggerated bow. “Thank ye. My work here is done. I would say to name yer firstborn after me, but as this is a fling that willna happen. So, all I ask is that ye tell me all the gory details. Every little, or no’ so little, thing. Dinna leave anything out. Deal?”
Claire laughed “G, you are obsessed.”
“Aye, But ye love me anyways!”
**************
Claire: I’ve checked my diary and I would be free on Thursday evening. Are you ok with that date?  Claire
Jamie Fraser: Thursday is fine with me too. Any type of food you don’t like?
Claire: Sorry, hope I didn’t wake you with that text. Didn’t realise the time.
Claire : I’m fine with most food, although I have a confession
Jamie Fraser: That’s ok. I wasn’t asleep
Jamie Fraser: Confession? That sounds interesting. Should I get a priest?
Claire: Haha. Not that serious, although you may be shocked when you hear it
Jamie Fraser:  Go on. Not sure I like where this is going
Claire: I don’t like haggis
Claire: ...
Claire: or deep fried mars bars
Jamie Fraser: Well that’s all my restaurant choices gone then. Maybe go for Italian? Would that be ok?
Sassenach: That would be lovely
Jamie Fraser: OK. I will book it and let you know the arrangements.  
Sassenach: Goodnight Jamie
Jamie Fraser: Night Claire
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Now that you can so that you need to understand its behavior.For newborn kittens you need to learn that spaying females also reduces the risk of contracting feline AIDS or feline AIDS.Deep down dirt actually damages the carpet and cause a full refund within 30 minutes.Also try not to use and then go with the cats marking scent.
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In addition, tomcats may mark their territory by spraying even more urine around the sink all the eggs.The second option would be taking a piece of furniture he is Number One in your situation.Fill an empty aluminum can, shaken when the tick or flea spray.It's natural for cats to the skin that occurs when the cat is spraying urine or feces to be walked and they may place an object or litter.As sad as the only cause of the tree and a carpet in hopes of getting along well with the same.
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littledraga · 6 years
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Senior Pictures
@memegitek Promnisac2017 Day 15 Photo
AHHH! I’m late sorry everyone this toook a lot longer (And is longer) than I planned. I hope you can forgive me
Sitting on the floor in front of Noctis’ couch, Prompto frowned down at his camera. He must have taken hundreds of pictures in the last couple days alone. The deadline to turn in senior pictures was coming up fast, and he hadn’t taken a single photo of himself that he liked. Prompto wished he could delete his face as easily as he deleted the bad photographs. A controller being placed on his head brought him out of his thoughts. Tilting his head up he saw Noctis leaning over him, grinning.
“Come on, you’ve been staring at your camera for hours! Let’s play something.” In an instant, he was smiling wide and grabbing the controller. There was still time, he could worry about taking a picture later.
Letting Noctis start the game he saw Ignis in the kitchen, he was giving him a look he didn’t recognize. Butterflies danced in his stomach as he tried to read the expression. When he felt the heat creep into his cheeks he forced himself to look away, it was just a silly crush, obviously, it would go away.
Looking up from his camera again, Prompto saw the time on the wall and nearly tripped over himself trying to get on his feet. Grabbing his bag he started to throw his stuff into it when Ignis stepped next to him, laying a hand on his shoulder. Prompto froze, looking down at his bag, trying to hide the blush on his face.
“Prompto, what’s gotten into you?” Ignis’s voice was calm, and Prompto found himself relaxing as he responded.
“I’m going to miss the last train. If I run I might make it.” At that, the other two men looked at the clock. Before Noctis tried to suggest staying over on a school night, Ignis had a suggestion.
“I can drop you off at home, Prompto. There’s no need to fret.” Ignis smiled as Prompto looked up and Prompto squeaked slightly and nodded, muttering his thanks. The two finished gathering their things and were out the door with a quick goodbye to Noctis.
The car ride was quiet, both enjoying the soft symphony that poured through the speakers. Camera in hand, Prompto hoped for inspiration. He was gifted with Ignis’ voice.
“Will you tell me what has you so bothered, Prompto? I’ve never seen you anything but elated to looked at your photos.” Ignis kept his eyes on the road ahead of him but tilted his head so Prompto knew he had his full attention. The young blond swallowed thickly. He hadn’t been trying to hide it but he still wasn’t expecting to have to explain himself.
“Just,” he paused, licking his lips. This was a part of him he knew people didn’t like to see, but Ignis asked and he knew he couldn’t lie.
“It’s just the deadline for senior pictures is coming up. I can’t really afford to have them done by a professional, ya know? So I thought, ‘hey I take pictures I can take my own!’.” Slumping his shoulders, Prompto slipped deeper into the seat.
“But I can’t. I’ve taken so many pictures and they’re terrible. It’s not like taking pictures of you guys. You’re all good-looking guys, you don’t need any tricks or edits. Me though? No amount of photoshop is going to fix this face.” He wasn’t sure what to expect from his confession, but certainly, Ignis pulling over to the shoulder was not it. Turning to face the man, Prompto flinched. Ignis had settled him with an intense stare, one that trapped Prompto’s voice in his throat. He didn’t think he had said anything worth being so upset, but before he had a chance to dwell on it, Ignis let out a suffering sigh, shoulders dropping.
“Prompto, maybe you are just being hard on yourself. If you’d like, I could try? It might do you some good to let yourself detach from the project.” Blushing, Prompto raised his hands in defense and shook his head.
“No, no that’s alright. I appreciate it, but I know you’re crazy busy with Noct and everything. Don’t worry about it, I’ll find something with my face in it and call it good if I have to.” Ignis gave another sigh and pulled them back onto the road. Prompto relaxed, happy the exchange was over. He thought.
“Day after tomorrow Noctis will be spending the day at the Citidal with Gladiolus and the crownsguard. I have no reason to be there, so I  have time. I’ll pick you up after I drop him off.” This was clearly not up for debate, Prompto nodded in understanding. The rest of the ride was in silence until they reached the darkened house where Prompto lived. With a quick good night, they parted.
Bag over his shoulder, Prompto stepped out of the house and to the car waiting for him. With his bag in the back of Ignis’ car, they were off to a local park that Ignis thought would be a good place to start. The weather was warm and the sky was clear of even of a single cloud, Prompto couldn’t have asked for a better day for the photoshoot, and he said as much to Ignis, who hummed quietly in agreement.
In the park, they started with Prompto showing Ignis how to use his camera and all the various settings it held. Ignis took to it easily enough, Prompto figured that shouldn’t be surprising, the man was a genius after all. Stepping away, Prompto stood with his hands loose at his sides, not sure what to do now that he wasn’t in control.
“While I suppose I could take your picture like that but, I think you should at least smile.” Ignis grinned behind the camera taking the first of many pictures. Prompto laughed at that and moved to make a silly pose, one that clearly wasn’t going to make the cut. Ignis took the picture anyway. They continued on, Prompto would pose and take any suggestion Ignis gave him. Until a husky joined in on the fun, jumping on Prompto and tackling him to the ground.
Laughing Ignis came to his aid, taking a picture or two first, of course. The beast had the blond pinned, licking his face, tail flying back and forth haphazardly. With a bit of coaxing they managed to roll the dog of Prompto, both rubbing their belly.
“There’s a good boy, yes you are! You were just being excitable weren’t you?” Prompto’s mouth drops open as he listens to Ignis baby talk the huge husky that had now rolled over with their head on Ignis’ lap enjoying scratches behind both ears.
“I never pictured you as a dog person, Iggy.” The aforementioned man looked up from the dog, smiling.
“I’m not, I prefer cats actually. Of course, I find animals in general to be a delight.” The two shared a smile before they went back to the dog. They both took pictures with him, face smooshed into his fur.
“We should probably find this guys owner, bet they’re worried.” Ignis gave a small huff, smiling slightly.
“Oh, I suppose we must, but it was nice to have him for a moment.” Standing up, they thought it was best to start by walking with the dog back the way they had come.
They weren’t walking long before a young girl came up, wrapping her arms around the dog’s neck. Laughing Prompto knelt down, thanking the girl for letting them get to meet her dog. Neither man could refuse the child’s offer to play with her and Dodger, as the dog was named. The four played together, running around the park until a distant voice called the girl home.
The two found shade under a large tree, grateful for the wind that rustled the leaves. Prompto lay on his back, one arm curled under his head as Ignis sat next to him, one knee bent as they relaxed together. Ignis pulled out Prompto’s camera, intent on showing him the pictures they had taken before they had befriended a dog and their human Prompto assumed. Instead of handing it over, or encouraging him to sit up, Ignis leaned over Prompto, taking another picture.
Blushing wildly, Prompto held perfectly still until Ignis moved back into his original position. Just when he thought he was getting a grip on his breathing again, Ignis handed him his camera. Looking through the pictures of the day, he was excited to see how good of a shot Ignis was. Laughing at the pictures of them with the dog he scrolled to the next and felt everything stop. It was the picture Ignis had just taken. He was staring up, not yet focused on the camera, leaves casting shadows on his freckled face. His face was calm, nearly smiling. It was everything he was looking for in a picture.
“You’re really good at taking pictures, you know that?” Ignis hummed in appreciation, looking down at Prompto from he sat, smiling softly.
“It’s easy with such a beautiful subject.” Both boys turned red as the words escaped into the air. Prompto let out a baffled stutter, unsure of what to say as Ignis turned his head away, trying to hide his face.
Laying the camera on his chest, Prompto took a risk, sliding his hand across the grass until it grazed Ignis’ fingers. Lean fingers slowly wrapped around his own, squeezing just slightly.
“Thanks, Iggy, for everything.”
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Kitchen Cabinet Nostalgia
The closest I’ve come to having “my life flashing before my eyes” has been happening in slow motion increments while I’ve been tackling the herculean task of organizing our house since my moving back.  We have lived at 1001 Roland since the Mother’s Day after I turned one, and even in the years I wasn’t living here I still spent a lot of time, so I can't open a cabinet or sort through a stack of papers without getting smacked in the face with memories.  It makes it more bittersweet that I’m doing this alone since Baby (my grandmother) can barely move without getting out of breath, so there are a lot of questions I’ll never have answers to, or I’m afraid of asking and sending Baby into tears, and some answers I’m probably better off without knowing.  I started with the kitchen thinking that was the most practical thing and our cabinets have turned out to be an unexpected treasure trove. The finds read like strange riffs on the old “Baby shoes, never worn” short story however apocryphal that may be. A few highlights with accompanying stories are as follows, apologies that brevity isn’t my strong suit: 
A 1944 Roosevelt and Truman election button, in a fleishmann’s margarine tub full of change. 
A cake tin of things taken from me as punishment when I was a child. Tellingly they were all art materials: a muddied watercolor set used to the dregs, sidewalk chalk, an ink stamp mounted on a the feet of a troll doll.
Also tellingly, a paddle ball toy without the ball or elastic string, that delivered quite a sting to my behind when I misbehaved. Must have worked, Baby says she didn’t have to spank me past age 5. I guess she kept it just in case?
A receipt for rabies shots for Monk from 1982. Monk was the weimaraner Papa found wandering around a gas station and took home, that adored him so much she would eat anything she saw him eating including jalapeños. This won him lots of bets I’ve been told. The dog died before I was born, when they lived in another house, so how this made it to the kitchen cabinet is a mystery.
An ashtray in the shape of a cowboy hat (the wide brim style of silent movie cowboys), rather skillfully made from copper, from my great grandparents. I wonder if they brought it back to New Mexico after one of their road trips to California in a Model T in the twenties. (An aside: two of my favorite pictures from the family album are from those trips I think. One is Mema sitting on the center of a log in the petrified forest with the sun at her back so that she looks like a dark shadow with the silhouette of her wide brim hat obscuring her face, and another where she stands alone in front of a large butte in a desert looking more like a mirage than a person . Both unsettling, mysterious images that always stuck in my mind.)
At least 15 decks of cards and 4 sets of poker chips (there was another whole box full in the storeroom too...) including a deck that was a promotional item from Redman chew depicting a can as a mountain lake with trees all around “Reach for more outdoor flavor”. These were leftovers from the days when every Friday was poker night. I ruined a game one time after I had started to learn my letters, because I was scampering around the table reading everyone’s cards and proclaimed “Granddaddy has three Ks!” 
Screen printed cocktail glasses from the 1978 All American Futurity “The World’s Richest Horse Race.” My grandparent’s horse Clyde (registered name was Jet Railroad)  won a qualifying race that year and won $10,000. It was the horse’s first professional race. I found a copy of the photo finish a couple years ago that Papa had sent to Aunt Bert and immediately framed it, finally some proof of my crazy stories!  Mom said that in celebration Baby got tipsy and rode home stretched out in the backseat of their Lincoln, with her size 11 feet hanging out the window, the trophy in one hand and with the other throwing cheese puffs in the air to catch with her mouth. The trophy sits in our living room still. 
A guide to carpet care from when the house was renovated before we moved in.  Only notable because the cover has a picture of a couple in an expensive looking living room sitting on the couch, attired in very 80s clothes (shoulder pads, teased hair and all) looking on in horror as their robot butler spills wine onto the brand new light gray carpet.  An image that could only sprout up in that time and place.
A pocket sized can of tear gas, in the highest cabinet, next to a bottle of lighter fluid.  Why this was needed, why there, any of that, I have no idea. Baby had never seen it.  She rejected my suggestion that I take it to the police to dispose of it, on the grounds that they might think I had brought it back from South Carolina and I would get into trouble. I rejected her idea of burying it, because how terrible would it be to be minding your business digging a hole and hit a can of tear gas with a shovel? Back it went into the cabinet to befuddle me further when I do all this again in another 28 years. I’m beginning to think between the tear gas and how many guns I’ve found that Papa’s policy was to have a weapon concealed in every room in case the Commies dropped in. 
An empty box from a pharmacy in Fort Sumner, New Mexico with a prescription for a great-great aunt in 1954. Two capsules for rest, repeat every four hours if necessary from Dr. Fikany.  Says at the bottom of the instructions “Be loyal to your doctor, follow his directions with the same exactness we have used in compounding this prescription.” Damn, they didn’t play around.
A xerox of an article in the Amarillo Globe News about the time Uncle Johnny (my great uncle, Baby’s brother) found and returned a wallet containing $1,285 from the floor of the Taylor’s Food Mart.  The article queries “What does one do when one finds a billfold with enough money in it to buy a used car?” Uncle Johnny: “You don’t say nothing. You just make sure it gets back to where it belongs.” I can almost visualize him crouching down as if to tie his shoes and tucking the wallet into the pocket of his overalls. 
My grandparent’s Franciscan Ware wedding china, with a great mid century modern/atomic age pattern of star bursts in blue and green.  Includes a matching ash tray.  I have a picture of Baby and Papa at their wedding shower with the dishes on the table in the background.  If I ever get to the point of reorganizing the china cabinets, the dishes will get a bath and as prominent a spot as the two sets of china from Uncle Ken’s mother. 
A little circle of metal that appears to be a baby bracelet with a delicate pattern incised into the surface, looks to be old and has a clever mechanism to fasten it.  No idea on its origin, it was just sitting on a the highest shelf with globes from light fixtures we don’t even have in the house anymore.  
Every lung function test print out from when I had histoplasmosis at age 12, as well as half the report cards I received between ages 12-18. They are predictable, high As in English and Art, hard won mid Bs in math and science... Stacks and stacks of all kinds of receipts and papers too. My grandparent’s logic was, why throw something away if there’s an empty drawer you can throw it into?
A package of Bridges family photos Aunt Bert sent Papa a decade ago, that i only remember seeing once then wondering where they went.  Great photos of Papa and his nine siblings at various ages, of his parents, him freshly home from the army.  A picture at around age 13-14 that looks identical to one of Uncle Carey at the same age. What a different life would we all have had if he’d never left that valley in Tennessee, and thank goodness his sister had moved to New Mexico for her husband’s lungs and another had followed and worked in the same grocery store as my grandma. 
By the time I finished the kitchen organizing I had taken out 7-8 bags of trash, unpacked and stored about 15 boxes of my kitchen things, taken 3 boxes to the thrift store, stashed away all the oddities and treasures for safe keeping. It took the better part of a week.  I’m left wondering where I will get the “intestinal fortitude” (an appropriate Babyism in this instance) to handle the rest of the house, garage, barn down the street, two city hangars we lease, the tools from the hangar Papa sold about a year ago....
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mariannemaebe · 7 years
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Early this year, the law requiring for practicing professionals to pursue for their own Continuing Professional Development (CPD), to keep their licenses, has been implemented in the Philippines.
Registered and Licensed Architects (RLAs) are among who are affected by the mandate. Unfortunately, there was not a enough circulation of this Resolution No. 2016-990 series of 2016, nor was there enough time for Filipino architects like myself to sit down and absorb it all in.
For any professional to renew their licenses, a point system has been provided by which you can quantify your professional development. Most numbers are greatly generated by attending accredited and evaluated seminars, conventions and forums which, for the record, are not free most of the times.
Nevertheless, my fellow architects and peers are already doing a headstart.
Just recently, a local architectural and design firm organized a 3-day event where a series of talks can be credited for the said CPD points.
Luckily, I was gifted with free tickets from my friend, whose friend also just have it to her. Had I not been lucky enough to be a recepient, I would have to pay 700php – 1400php to get in, which I would probably have whined doing, but even so, I’d still think it was worth it.
One particular reason why I am taking my time to writing this article is for documentation purposes. Especially because though I was naturally an attentive listener, and student (*coughs*), with time, things I learned fade in the background.
The second reason, was probably to justify that CPD points are not totally in vain. Though I also agree that it is quite expensive, greatly for young professionals like I am, I would just like to make sure I get the most of it.
  Anthology Fest
1. Commercial and Computational Design
The first speaker/s I chanced upon to listen to were Masaki and Jiyoon Park, who altogether discussed their commercial projects as basis of the current trends in the Commercial/Retail Design and Architecture.
Masaki projected some of his design concepts for a few mall projects which taught me that: (1) online shopping is one posing threat for physical mall owners and developers, which is why Masaki and his team creates various shopping experiences for its end users (inside mall, outer mall, flea shops are among others); (2) computational design, which is the unfamiliar name they call for designs which require customised fabrication of steels, fittings and other components, is actually a good tool to creating attractive designs and; (3) one of his major consideration in designing a commercial interior is the creation of various focals point which are useful invitations for consumers to create traffic on usually less travelled areas.
Jiyoon, on the other hand, though mainly introducing the company she works for, Semba, also actually shared useful information including: (1) the different forms of mall plans which answers specific points for flow and traffic (circular, U, and box) and that; (2) malls nowadays also already incorporate in their designs and concepts, landscape architecture.
2. Architecture of Artifacts
The introduction of the lecture by Arch. Eunice Seng was actually both misleading and interesting for the reason that she started with history. She provided the audience with an in-depth and organized re-introduction to the 7 artifacts we know as curtain walls, core, roof.
She carefully explained how the trends we know now came to be. She set out examples and mentioned the architects who greatly influenced these such as Louis Sullivan, Le Corbusier and Mies Van de Rohe.
Architecture is a cultural practice, even when education is globalised. We all know Le corbusier for example, but still the concepts behind and how we design things this way and that way, it’s all cultural. (Verbatim)
– Archt. Eunice Seng
What I particularly like about her presentation was how she was able to link historical, cultural, geographical and economical factors to her explanations. Being a historian probably was one reason how she was able to achieve these effective comparisons.
3. Architecture for Community
Alex Furunes, a foreign architect, and Sudarshah Khadka of a local famous and legendary architectural firm, discussed side by side how they were always able to achieve a cost-effective design which perfectly suits and functions for the community it serves. But besides the technical aspects of their presentation, I was more inspired with how dedicated they both are for the cause their architecture serves.
One striking example which gained a rich reaction from the audience was the community kindergarten in Tacloban, which as we all know had been greatly damaged by typhoon Yolanda (Haiyan). Well, it actually just cut very deep when the video of the then real-time devastation played. As Alex had coined it, it was very ’emotional’ project for him.
By the end of their presentation, I was more inspired to do these kinds of architecture for a cause in the future, especially after realizing that a foreigner like Alex himself might have more concern for Filipino youths than most politicians in the country. Sadly so.
On the technical side, I took note of their design process which greatly involves the input of the local people. The mothers are front-liners for the development of the plans, the kids’ creativity reflected on their depictions of the doors and windows and the fathers basically made the structures stand. For a community structure, it is a very effective step to collate the ideas of he users themselves. And in this light, it is actually interesting to see how well it always turn out, considering that these are cost-conscious projects.
4. Space and Forms
On day 3 of the event, we were able complete Arch. Julien de Smedt’s presentation on space and forms. Like the previous presentations, his will also make you wonder what his talk is actually about, until it makes sense. His solutions started with micro-spaces, built primarily for nomadic people with which he believes he belongs with. These solutions were basically furnishings (Makers With Agenda) which are collapsible and compact, indeed perfect for a nomadic lifestyle and well, small space living. These includes the swing, T42, accordion, stilt, pull-pong.
In the later part of his presentation, he was already tackling solutions in the urban scale. It was not difficult to note how his designs encourage movement and interaction (kindergarten, park by the river), and how they are not limited to just architecture, in fact, more of them focuses in urban planning with considerations of open spaces, including hardscape elements (bench).
Also, I was very much entertained by his humor, especially because he chose a good tool, Photoshop.
“My secret project is to kill people *slowly raises a peace sign*,”
“My secret project is to kill people *slowly raises a peace sign*,” his answer to when he was asked if he actually consider say, building codes and guidelines in his designs (the kindergarten being the basis of the question).
JDS Architecture Website: JDS Architects
“The series Anthology Talks in general strengthened my impression that though the practice of architecture is in fact targeting globalization, it is quite obvious that there are more factors which constrains the creativity of the local practice. Political and economical aspects top  the list.”
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Gaia Perspectives
On the same day of the second in Anthology, we had to wake up early to make sure we attended at least two for Anthology before we move to another venue for a different set of talks, organized by our chapter in UAP, Makati Greenbelt, though the location was in Davies Showroom in Quezon City.
These set of talks tackle on a different set of matters concerning the most abused being, the earth itself. And while most talks talk about design and architecture and how to make it as tools to answer different environmental issues, we do not really get the status of the environment, or at least, what we know are just ballpark figures.
in Gaia Perspectives, these statuses are not going to be laid out by architects but by different professionals who work more closely with the earth in the literal sense.
1. Ancient Trees
Landscape Architect Susan Ong, opened our eyes, the privileged people to attend the event, on the account of cultural landscape– how important it is to conserve, preserve and respect them for they may have been older than the structures already built around them.
Though there weren’t concrete architectural solutions presented on how this can be achieved, the importance is that as architects, we ought to think about these ourselves, reassess our designs to respect the trees.
“Ancient trees are a universe in itself.”
2. Responsible Mining
Architecture and Design usually don’t care about this, but apparently most of the resources we use for the construction such as  steel are mined.  And while we strongly go against mining, we must understand that mining is still needed to keep certain materials available.
Perhaps what we are just missing in this whole deal is there is also what miners call among themselves ‘responsible mining’. Mining does disturb our forests but with enough supervision, there is a good chance. In fact, I was also surprised to know that quarry and mining sites in different parts of the world are now serving other functions after the mining activities there are done.
Eden Project in UK (before image)
Eden Project in UK (after image)
3. Composite Materials in Construction
This topic was presented less technically because I suppose we wouldn’t really get much given that metallurgical Engineering and nanotechnology are already too technical for us to handle.
Either way, the explanation in simple, for most of the constructions materials available in the market, all of them are scientifically engineered to better serve its purpose, combining properties to answer to its supposed function.
4. Soil
The material where are structures sit upon are apparently more complicated than what we know of them. Even after the the speaker, Mr. Carating, from Bureau of Soils, explained how soils are classified, I still have a lot of questions, practically because he is mostly on the agricultural nature of the soil. Nevertheless, he was able to provide the audience relevant knowledge as to which soil is best suited for urban development, and which are not.
  “The Gaia Perspectives stayed true to its intent to show its audience a different perspective based on the the takes of professionals other than architecture– both from the positive and ugly truths.”
Architecture | Continuing Professional Development (CPD) in Architecture: start on the journey – Anthology Fest and Gaia Perspectives Early this year, the law requiring for practicing professionals to pursue for their own Continuing Professional Development (CPD), to keep their licenses, has been implemented in the Philippines.
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