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bruh it feels so weird to be writing smth that isnt a request... ily guys sm though tysm for sending your requests all the time, rn im taking this time to finish everything in my drafts + inbox n then i'll open my requests again 👍
anyway this was gonna turn into smut but i decided a part 2 will be best, so here are some crumbs for now <333
tags : Suggestive, all readers, drabbles (there is no cohesive order in the way things happen imma be honest), flirting, you know you have a crush on each other, touchy cove, (mention of) drinking, reader likes long hair, the length of cove's hair is up for interpretation (imagine his hair is like any of the step 4 hairstyles)
[inspired by this post: you n cove teasing/flirting with each other]
synopsis : you and cove are in college and since you're so busy, cove hasn't gotten his hair cut and it's getting longer than he's ever had it, of course you need to tell him how attractive he is with it long.
[part 2] [part 3 / TBA (this will b smut👍👍)]
it comes up when you're sitting on the floor of terry's dorm.
cove is looking at a long strand of hair he's pulled into view, scrutinizing the length. "I'm probably gonna go in for a trim... or do have my dad do it, it'll be cheaper that way." he laughs
you come in from behind, balancing drinks in your hand and passing it out to your circle.
"no way!" you start, "top three worst things a man can do is cut his long hair." you laugh, joking but serious on your opinion
"what makes you say that?" Miranda giggles, leaning into Terry.
you take a swig of your water. it's room temperature n does nothing to ease your throat.
"long hair is sexy."
cove feels his heart skip, suddenly feeling very hot and it's not from the smirnoff-ice you and lee bought during her visit last weekend.
"what's the other two?" Terry asks
"be a dick and insult your mother." you smile, taking the dice to the board game you're playing and rolling.
your piece moves up three squares, player orange owes you money.
Terry curses. "fuck! you're robbing me, man!"
you cackle, taking Terry's fake dollar bills.
coves still stuck on what you just said, and you keep grinning even when realize how red he is.
you can't help but tease him a bit more than usual today. maybe it's because of how he's wearing his hair and his glasses are hanging low on his beautiful nose, and it makes his face look so goddamn irresistible.
maybe the alcohol has you a little more brave today, just enough to make your heart not jump out of your chest at 100mph and for your lips to be a bit looser than usual.
"you look sexy like that cove.." you purr, tangling your hand his hair.
you push his bangs up to show his forehead, some shorter hairs falling out and the rest dropping back against his face when you reach around to tug on his work-in-progress ponytail.
you lean in to whisper in his ear, not caring that your friends are just a game board across from you, Miranda hiding her face n Terry making silent gagging and booing faces.
enjoying how red his ears are and how frantic he looks, you cup your hand as if to share a secret. "you make me wanna fuck you when you look like this.."
you lean back, leaving cove to process what you just said.
honestly, the two of you have been in this song-and-dance for years ever since you were 17, it started becoming unbearable, but not unbearable enough to do something.
for now anyway
it was from subtle glances to tangling your pinkies, than it went to undressing each other with your eyes from the other side of the couch. and then when you got into college it was mouthing dirty or suggestive lyrics to tease the other, and it was cove's hands on your back, hips, and leg as he pushed past you or held you down with his large palm on your thigh as he told Terry to take the backseat since you're his copilot today.
and his fucking smile when he said it, the little wink he gave...
and now it's been one hair away from dirty talking each other in the library.
you and cove are looking for the books for your shared class and he points out how the student working the front desk is giving you gaga eyes.
you laugh, a bit nervous at the thought.
cove stalks behind you, hands in his pockets and with the RBF on his face he looks lazy and mean.
"every time we go out, someone is checking you out... why are you so pretty y/n?" cove pouts, grumbling.
you roll your eyes. he's a bit tired from getting little sleep so he could study for the test he had this morning, and that cove is always a bit more... husky.
he licks his lips.
"serious. you're too beautiful to take anywhere.." cove comes up behind you, rest his chin on your shoulder and intertwining his fingers in your hoodie pocket.
you stutter, getting flustered. "c-cove! get off you big oaf!"
cove just hums, hugging you.
you tremble a bit, waiting for him to get off you.
it feels so good and makes you so excited to have him like this, to have his thick voice scratch your ears and now his body heat against you.
he removes his forehead from your neck, his hands taking a firm grip of your hips before he moves away. then in a low voice, scratchy with fatigue. "don't flirt back with anyone else, okay?"
he takes the books from your arms, bringing them up to the counter with a thump, biting back his smile as he watches the dude ring them up with a bit of a scowl on his face.
you flounder for a bit, feeling dizzy like cove just sucked all your life force out of you. it always makes your world shift a little when cove reciprocates your advances or flirts with you unprompted..
you snap out of your thoughts, deciding that the library was not a good place to have a wet daydream, and you rejoin cove as he accepts the books.
this man has ruined you..
#our life: beginnings & always#olba#cove holden x reader#cove holden#cove x mc#cove x reader#cove holden smut#our life cove#cove our life#cove holden x mc#smut#cove holden x mc smut
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Important News + Schedule 💕 🎉 💟 ✨
Since I want 2024 to be a year filled with nothing but writing progress for me, I've decided to work less on short fics so that I can focus more on my ao3 uploads and my multi-chapter Caleb x Clara (My Wittewife) story that I've been secretly working on.
It's titled "A Winsome Witch And A Happy Human".
(Commission art here)
This is going to be my first time ever writing a full-length fic, and I'm very excited, but also very nervous lol. 😆 ��
NOW DON'T YOU WORRY FOLKS WHO ENJOY READING THE SHORT FICS.
I'LL STILL WRITE THEM SINCE I LOVE DOING THEM + I TOO HAVE IDEAS I WANNA SEE GET WRITTEN + I WILL GET TO ALL THE ONES IN MY INBOX EVENTUALLY, I just won't write them as much.
Of course, anyone and everyone is still welcome to send requests and their headcanons or other stuff sincs my inbox is and has always been open (I'll also answer short stuff too.) 💕 💚 👍 ✅ .
When it comes to my ao3 uploads, I believe that if I upload at least one piece of old content each week, I can get a lot of written content on the site before 2025 (and I'll be able to grow my fan base of readers lol).
Anyway, I think I've said enough lol.
Now, here's the schedule for this week.
Sunday 12 / 31 - "Like To Love You (The Written Animatic)" - (December 31st is Caleb's birthday [Personal headcanon of mine. Wrote a story about it last year.], and we get a cute montage of Clara [My Wittewife] making sure he has the best day ever!) [I USUALLY DON'T ADD SUNDAYS TO MY SCHEDULES BUT TOMMORROW IS AN EXCEPTION. Requested by no one, it's purely self-indulgent lol.] (Fic here.)
Monday 1 / 1 - An ao3 upload (here).
Tuesday 1 / 2 - An ao3 upload (here) and (here)
Wednesday 1 / 3 - An ao3 upload (here.)
Thursday 1 / 4 - I WILL TRY TO FINISH THIS! 😭 (It's for the full length fic). (I FINISHED IT)
Friday 1 / 5 - Post chapter titles for "A Winsome Witch And A Happy Human". Of course, I won't beat myself up if I can't, BUT I WILL TRY TO. 😭 (They are here.)
Saturday 1 / 6 - Post commission cover art for "A Winsome Witch And A Happy Human". I spoke to a mutual of mine who does a lot of commission art for me and she said that she can have the piece done by then, so hooray!!! 💕 🎉 (Art here)
#ao3#a03#ao3 writer#a03 writer#the owl house#owl house#toh#caleb wittebane#english muffin husbando#clara clawthorne#wittewife#oc#original character#witteclaw#calara (caleb x clara)#oc x canon#canon x oc#writing
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📂 400 Follower Special [All Fandoms]
>> rules: same rules for normal requesting! requests for genshin, obey me, and twst are acceptable :]
>> notice: different from other specials, there will only be one character per prompt. that means 28 fics in total.
this post will be updated every time there is another request for a prompt. if you ask for a prompt after someone else does, don't fret. if you are not on anon, i will send an ask into your inbox. if on anon, i will make a general post. happy requesting <3
you can request until there are no more prompts available
two characters max per request (unless poly first years)
1. "what are you do-" "look, now we match!"
2. "you're cleaning this up, right? since this was your idea."
3. "i don't think either of us are qualified for this but sure, go for it."
4. "shh- that's just what you think." "no, i'm pretty sure it's what i know."
5. "oh please, who's gonna stop us?" "the police."
6. "and why would i do this for you?" "because you love me." "not enough- fine."
7. "who let you look so cute today?"
8. "can we wait a second? i wanna take a picture of you right now."
9. "i think i'm gonna fail this test-" "it's okay, you pass in my heart." "that means nothing."
10. "this is unfair." "i can't help the fact that you're terrible at ______."
11. "since we're dating, does that mean i can hold your hand whenever i want?"
12. "i've been looking for my hoodie-" "my hoodie, you mean."
13. "i've always wanted to come here with you."
14. "this song reminds me of you."
15. "as much as i love food, i'm giving you the last piece just this once."
16. "you're cold?" "no? it's super sunny right now-" "take my jacket anyway."
17. "oh no, my head, it's falling conveniently onto your shoulder!"
18. "shut up and kiss me already."
19. "i've waited for so long just to say that to you."
20. "your hands are colder than the one time i lost a bet and i had to stick my hand into the snow for five minutes."
21. "you seem like you want ice cream."
22. "*resuraunt* is open, wanna go get some chicken nuggets?" "it's 3 in the morning." "and?" "let's go."
23. "you love me?" "i always have."
24. "what's that even supposed to be?" "it's a drawing of you, idiot."
25. "here comes the airplane!" "i can feed myself." "too bad."
26. "it's a 4000 piece puzzle and you've finished maybe 100 pieces max. and how long have you been doing this?"
27. "i know it's not the best but-" "i love it."
28. "i can hear your heartbeat- why is it going so fast all of a sudden?"
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Plans for 2023
Hey! I wanted to thank you all for an amazing 2022. Even though it was crappy for the last few months for me personally, it was still a good year overall. That being said, I want to share with you all what I have planned (so far) for this year.
Nothing too crazy, but just what I am hoping to get done.
More Art (In General)
I already have some stuff that I started that I will be getting done before the month ends. I will say the current one I'm working on is appropriately called Double Date. After I finish that, I'm going to try and attempt to draw scenes from Another Problem. I might also start doing requests, but that is still in the air.
2. Oneshots
I am planning on writing some one-shots while I work on Another Problem so I can get some of the ideas that have been inside my head and begging to be written out. While most of them will end up featuring my OC (or some type of self-indulgence cause that's how I am) and/or Monty, I am going to attempt to write other things. One of the will be a FAZCULE one-shot, which is something that I have been planning for a while; I am nervous about how I will do.
3. Posting in general
This is self-explanatory, but I wanna improve on posting stuff more often. As you can see, I mainly just reblog stuff from mutuals and stuff, I wanna actually post what I am thinking and stuff. I am going to at least aim to post one piece of art each month, as well as some form of writing. That way, I feel like I am being somewhat productive and not putting too much pressure on myself (seeing as I already have enough on my plate with IRL stuff).
That's the main things I'm going to do this year. That being said, here's to a great year!
Also, the inbox is always open if you ever wanna chat or get to know me/my au better! 😊
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I've hit the perfect balance of sensory stuff but today that means writing, doodling, and listening to the same song on repeat all at once and it certainly isn't ordinary!
#not me going between writing like a sentence or two and then adding another line or two to the drawing#and so on and so forth#not productive necessarily but hey! two stones with one bird or whatever they say#hush now karma#not om#i wanna finish these last 2 requests in the inbox so i can open up for some more#but i also want to draw more moon and sun :c#dilemmas and issues and hubris
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300 Follower Event
Hello everybody, I'll make this short: Thanks for 300 Followers! It's really absurd to me that we got here before this blog is even 2 months old (technically older, but i started writing almost 2 months ago, so yeah).
I know that there are some requests in my inbox I haven't touched yet (The yoimiya stuff is in reserve for when I get the urge to write for her), but I'll take care of them after this event has ended.
How long will the requests be open?
Requests are open from today (March 25th) until Sunday (March 27th). Originally it was until April 1st, but I have received much more requests than I imagined and so I'll close them ealier
Anyways, the rules are pretty simple:
Only one prompt and one character per request
Every prompt can get chosen up to 2 times, so I don't write the same thing over and over
Every (adult/teenage/playable) female character can be requested
You can reuest as often as you want, as long as there's still prompts to request
There's no limit for how often one character can get requested, but keep in mind that this isn't an event for just one character and that if one get's requested too often, I might have to take them off the list of characters that can get requested.
Please specify if needed, let's say the prompt could be interpreted as angst or something different, or you want to request an angst prompt with a specific subgenre (comfort/no comfort for example), then please say so. I don't want to get things wrong.
Just some basic informations:
One (/) means the prompt has been requested once already. Two (/) mean that it was reqeusted twice already and isn't available any longer.
When something has been requested, I will write the character it got requested with next to the /, so that the same prompt wont be requested twice with the same character.
When the reqeust is finished, I will turn both the (/) and the character name green
Here the prompts:
“Lets go home. You’re freezing, and I don’t want you catching a cold” (/ Mona)
“Can we just stay in bed?” (/ Eula) (/ Ningguang)
“I- … um, can I hold your hand?” (/ Ayaka) (/ Yae Miko)
“I’m only doing it because you’re cute” (/ Yoimiya)
“Even though you’re annoying me, I still love you” (/ Keqing)
“You’re making me think that what they told me about you was right.” (/ Yae Miko) (/ Eula)
“I can’t sleep” (/ Jean) (/ Ei)
“Can you just kiss me? One last time? That’s all I ask” (/ Ningguang)
“Do you ever mean the things you say?” (/ Hu Tao)
“Don’t be stubborn. Try it!” (/ Kokomi)
“I think I love you” (/ Mona) (/ Yun Jin) (Eula)
“It’s okay. I couldn’t sleep anyway”
“Shh, everything’s going to be just fine, and don’t you dare worry over it” (/ Ei) (/ Ayaka)
“Do you ever wonder if we’ve met in another lifetime?” (/ Ganyu) (/ Ei)
“Yes, I have feelings for you. Moving on…” (/ Lisa) (/ Kujou Sara)
“Will you just marry me already?” (/ Jean) (/ Rosaria)
“You got blood on your face” (/ Beidou) (/ Shenhe)
“Can you keep holding my hand, please?” (/ Noelle) (/ Fischl)
“Wait, the tears are good tears?”
“We would make a pretty good couple” (/ Noelle)
“You don’t have to deal with everything alone” (/ Barbara) (/ Yae Miko)
“I can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with” (/ Hu Tao)
“Wanna, like- I mean, if you’re not busy… We could get lunch? Or even just coffee if you don’t have a lot of time?” (/ Ningguang) (/ Lisa)
Anyway, have a great day and thanks for everything!
A special thanks to Seren (@prinzessin-chr), Anoushka (@stunningstratagem) and Gale (@coralsparklingtea) for helping me choose the prompts!
#just a simp opening his first event#genshin x reader#ei x reader#raiden shogun x reader#baal x reader#yae miko x reader#yanfei x reader#amber x reader#eula x reader#jean x reader#jean genshin x reader#barbara x reader#fischl x reader#sucrose x reader#lisa x reader#mona x reader#noelle x reader#rosaria x reader#beidou x reader#ganyu x reader#hu tao x reader#keqing x reader#ningguang x reader#shenhe x reader#xiangling x reader#xinyan x reader#yun jin x reader#yunjin x reader#ayaka x reader#sara x reader
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So this is an NSFW Alphabet for Echo requested by @smallandangrey . They requested a Tech one as well, and an Echo fic so 😳 expect some more stuff.
I am still working on other requests in my inbox as well! Dw. Just worked on this since it was easier for my tired brain. Hopefully I can write an actual one-shot tomorrow 😌💕💕
No tags since this is strictly nsfw and I don't wanna make the tags uncomfortable 😳 idk it's late and I'm overthinking lmaoo
Echo NSFW Alphabet below the cut
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Since the citadel Echo has been real into affection. Especially with you. It often grounds him and reminds him that he's there, you're there, this is real. This is happening. So when the two of you finish he is almost always pulling you close to him. Though it did take some warming up, since at first he was really worried he'd hurt you or make you uncomfortable with his mechanical limbs.
After sex he just enjoys a good cuddle. He Especially loves it when you let him lay his head on your chest and you hold him.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
After the citadel incident he's never really been into anything on himself. He'd have to say his eyes or his mouth. Since you always say you love his eyes, and his mouth seems to bring you the most pleasure from sex. Though I do hc only his thigh down were blown off in the explosion. He still isn't too sure about it since after citadel he lost a lot of his stamina and he doesn't last as long as he used to.
On you, I see this hc a lot but it honestly makes sense to me. Don't ask why, but he is a tits man. He enjoys the softer, sweeter things in life. So your tits? Small or big? Sheesh he's on 'em like they're his will to live! He could lay on them, squeeze 'em, or even suck on them all night if you let him. After you got him to open up about what he wanted to try out. Which again- took some time. But he admitted he'd like to fuck your tits. It was awkward at first for him, but he absolutely nearly died after. Especially since that was probably the shortest he'd ever last with you. He just completely lost it, especially when you licked some of the cum that got on the corner of your mouth. He swears his soul left him for a second after that.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He's not too into messes, but he does enjoy Cumming on your chest or your stomach. Echo doesn't really want to even try and risk accidentally impregnating you. Even if you are on the pill. Tech explained to him how even condoms AND the pill can backfire in numerous ways, and now he's just not risking it. So he normally just cums on your chest or. If you're okay with it, he'll finish in your mouth. Which also has him going absolutely nuts.
As for yours? He loves it on his tongue. Eating you out is one of his favorite things to do, and when you cum from JUST his tongue? Absolutely heavenly for the man.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Echo would be interested in trying out toys I fell. Especially with his mecho hand. He'd find add ons that gave you pleasure. Or was just enough to just tease you with. I feel like he would also have a dirty photo of you saved for just him when the two of you are apart. One that you don't know about so it just adds to his own thrill.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Echo at first after the citadel is fairly rusty. If the two of you were together before then he's really insecure he won't meet the expectations like he did before he was in stasis for almost over a year. If the two of you weren't together he's still insecure, but at least he knows that you don't know how he was in bed previous years before.
He does in fact know what he's doing. His arc twin is Fives, and I am sure that door told him stories and hooked Echo up with at least one or two beings in their lifetime.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Since Echo is a tits man he likes you either on your back, riding him, or fucking you with a mirror in front of the two of you. The way your tits bounce mesmerize him and he loves having his mouth or hands on them while the two of you get nasty. What drives him absolutely feral is when you ride him and bring his hands up to your chest. Then squeeze your hands over his his while they squeeze your breasts. Absolutely divine.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
It really depends on his mood. Echo has more of a sarcastic, dry sense of humor. So if he is feeling it he will crack a joke here or there, but not too many. If you two are having sex after a long mission where he thought he wasn't going to make it out(or if he didn't think you were, if you travel with tbb.) Then he's normally more serious and sappy while he fucks you slowly into the night. Reminding himself that he has you and you have him, still.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Echo is pretty well groomed. He doesn't like a mess, and plus it's too itchy for him when it gets too long. So he always keeps it trimmed down. Never shaved, since for one, he doesn't like the feel of it growing back. Then two he just doesn't like himself with no hair down there.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Echo is normally pretty romantic especially when it comes to sex. He doesn't fuck to fuck, he fucks for love. He normally only sleeps with people he has an absolute attraction to. Someone that he knows won't hurt him. Or at least believes they won't. So he normally does his best to keep the moment romantic and perfect for the two of you.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Echo normally doesn't jack off too much. He usually waits to come home to you so the two of you can actually help each other feel good. Rather than a hand and his imagination. Though, if he does get a nasty picture of you? He won't hesitate to use it if the mission lasts longer than usual or he's extra stressed out from his crew mates.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praise Kink: this boy will absolutely love you all night long, the more you praise him. Even simple things like "that feels so good," "you're so amazing," and stuff like that will push him further to make you feel absolutely angelic.
Not sure if this is a kink or what you'd call it, but man would die if you gave him a lap dance. Echo loves taking care of you, but when you take care of him?? He feels like the luckiest guy in the galaxy.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
He prefers the comfort of a bed. Where the two of you have time to appreciate everything you give each other. There has been a rare occasion or two where he gets a little handsy at 79s after a few too many drinks and a guy flirting with you. Where you find yourself getting fingered in the corner or fucked in the bathroom.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Echo loves it when you wear lingerie. Even if you don't think you look good in it he thinks you're absolutely beautiful no matter what. And if it's blue or white he goes feral.
If you kiss him in front of someone hitting on him. Or hold his hand when he's being hit on. Show any signs that he is yours and you are his, he's probably going to take you the moment you two have time.
Another big turn on for him is when you praise him throughout the day. Man can't resist it. Especially when you say it in a dirtier tone and act all innocent when he confronts you.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Bondages is a bug no from him. From all the times in the war he's been held in restraints, or he's witnessed his brothers and Generals in restraints he can't stand them. He can't even handle you in them. It triggers something in him that ruins the mood for the both of you.
He doesn't like the thought of knife or gun play. If you or him are getting hurt in the process he won't do it. He may spank you playfully here or there, but that’s about it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He honestly prefers giving over receiving. He loves it when you're a writhing mess and gripping at him or the sheets for dear life. The taste of you and the sound of your lewd moans has him nearly creaming his pants. Plus he just loves the satisfaction of knowing he can make you come undone like that.
He isn't against you giving him oral here or there though. Some days he loves it, especially when he's stressed out and you just drop on your knees like some sort of gift from above.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Echo prefers a more slow and sensual pace. He loves making it last as long as he can. He is definitely one of those, "this could be out last time. Let's make it last." Type of guys. So expect more love making than fucking. Though there are time where he'll give you a good fuck. Maybe one of the nights where he does try and dom. Though it normally ends with you sitting on his face because he absolutely loves it when you do. If you suffocated him he would die a happy man.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He isn't too fond of them, but he isn't against them either. If he is doing a quickie he'd prefer to make sure no one caught you two. He'd probably die of humiliation.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Echo will only experiment if you recommend something new. As long as it isn't really messy/gross, the two of you stay safe through it, and restraints and blind folds aren't a part of it he's all good for it.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
After the citadel he lost a majority of his strength in general. Before he could last about 3-4 long rounds. Now he's lucky if he gets 2 in. He normally doesn't last too long either. Though after time he does begin to last longer and you're able to finish with him for the most part.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
His hand. As said above he uses his robotic hand for sex quite a bit. He adds on accessories. Anything to make his partner feel absolutely euphoric.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Echo enjoys teasing here or there on his end, but you can normally work your way around it. One simple please and he's normally doing what you want. You have him wrapped around your finger for the most part.
He normally despises when you tease him. Mostly because he just hates begging for anything.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Echo is a talker and a groaner. He loves muttering sweet nothings in your ear, and will also praise you to the moon. Especially if you praise in return. He grunts and groans to the point the rest of tbb tease him about it til he's flushed red and trying to.make up excuses.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He would like to try sharing you. He knows his brothers like you and has thought about sharing you with one or two of them at a time. He would take charge through it, since you are technically with him and not them, but he just thinks it would be exciting and fun. He doesn't know how to ask and is too anxious you would hate the idea to ask, though.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Echo lost a lot of his muscles while in stasis. He is slowly gaining that and his color back though. Along with getting upgrades for his prosthetics. Like an actual hand that Tech built for him. As for his dick, it's average clone size. Longer and thicker than the average person's.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
His isn't really too high. Even once he gets used to the fact that you love him and his body, he doesn't really have that high of a sex drive. He controls himself pretty good and doesn't really even need to jack off much unless he's really stressed. That doesn’t mean he won't initiate sex with you the moment he sees you after a long mission though.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
He for the most part tries to stay up, playing with your hair until your asleep above/below/beside him. Wherever the two of you decide to cuddle against one another. It's sort of his way of making sure it's all real though. Some nights he is the first to pass out though.
#clone wars echo#arc trooper echo#clone trooper echo#echo#echo the clone wars#echo x reader#bad batch echo#bad batch x reader#star wars#the bad batch#clone x reader#star wars alphabet#bad batch smut#echo smut
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the prince and the commoner
Genre: slight angst then fluff
A Kei tsukishima x reader
Synopsis: A time where elves, fairies, dragons, and other wonderful creatures live in harmony, how would you choose to live? On a pirate ship? Making potions? Who do you stumble upon along the journey? A soldier, a poet, a king? Well, that’s for you to decide.
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The prince was known across the land as the handsome heir to the throne. His brother, Akiteru ruled with grace and kindness and a lot of people expected the same traits when they met the second son.
And boy were they wrong.
Prince Kei wasn't anything like his brother at all. He talked back with a venomous smirk. His words pierced would pierce your heart in all the wrong ways. His stare froze you on the spot, butterflies dying in your stomach. He was known for being ruthless, heartless.
cold.
"you need to get out there! See the world, meet your princess!" said Akiteru who stood by the long table in the war council room. He seemed to be looking at the big map to see the other kingdoms and the villages surrounding the castle.
"it's just love. It's unnecessary." Tsukishima answered, rolling his eyes and picking up a small town square, signifying a village. Akiteru chuckled before patting his brother's shoulder before leaving without him. Tsukishima grumbled before following him out.
He got to the main foyer to see his friend, Yamaguchi, a prince from the neighboring kingdom. He walked over, posture straight, stiff. Yamaguchi smiled at him warmly before resting his arm around his shoulder and pulling him down. Tsukishima grumbled in annoyance.
Yamaguchi chuckled "tsukki~ we should go out! See the town!" he suggested, bouncing on the balls of his shoes.
The cold prince sighed before looking away from his friend. "why should I go with you?" tsukishima asked, arms crossed.
"oh come on baby bro~ get out there!" Akiteru came up from behind and shoved him out of the front doors. Kei cursed under his breath. Yamaguchi took this opportunity to take his hand and led him into the stables, where they were saddled up and ready to go down the hill and into the village.
"yachi and I went out on a nice stroll around the castle!" yamaguchi retold the story, pink spread to the tips of his ears. Tsukishima rolled his eyes. Jesus, even his best friend was in love. Love is just something they want. You can live without love.
You enter the marketplace where most of the townsfolk gave way to the two steeds to pass. Yamaguchi continued telling his best friend about new adventures he experienced with the blonde princess. The two princes weren't looking where they were going when somebody yelled. Tsukishima looked on the road to see you, a normal maiden, picking up some newspapers in the middle of the cobblestone road. You didn't even get a chance to scream when you saw the horses barreling towards you.
Tsukishima acted as quickly as he could. He jumped down his horse and pulled it by the reigns, pulling his horse off of the road and guiding it to a stop. Yamaguchi thankfully stopped his just at the nick of time. The cold prince pet the stallion before turning to you with one of his icy glares. Yamaguchi panicked, about to get off of his saddle and apologize for his friend's behavior when he saw you standing tall, arms crossed, glaring back with the same coldness.
"Maybe you should watch where you're going pipsqueak." tsukishima berated. It didn't seem to have to effect on you. You scoffed, rolling your eyes at him before picking up the last piece of the morning's paper.
"maybe if you didn't chit-chat with prince smiles over here then you would've been watching the road like a normal prince would be trained to do." you talked back, storming off, away from the scene.
Yamaguchi frowned, walking towards his best friend. He was about to ask if he was okay and if he should get the guards but what he saw was a very rare sight.
Tsukishima was blushing.
Granted, he was trying not to show any trace of it.
Without a word, he got back up on his horse and started to trudge back up into the hill. Yamaguchi scrambled up to his steed and followed after him.
That night, the tsukishima's and yamaguchi's decided to dine together in the royal hall, eating and chit-chatting. Kei took his goblet and chugged it. He needed to clear his head. Was he going to do this in front of yamguchi's parents?
"I found someone I would like to court," he said, looking over everyone so nonchalantly. Akiteru bounced out of his seat in excitement. He tried to pounce on his brother to no avail, kei dodging effortlessly.
Yamaguchi smiled supportively. He kind of knew who he was mentioning. He was there with him when they looked for their identity. His father, the king, looked at his son's best friend in curiosity.
"is it a prince? Princess? Dutchess? Dutch?" akiteru guessed. He was bouncing all over the place, trying to see if his hunches were right. Tsukki gestured over to the butler, the butler handed him a piece of paper. The prince places it on the table. Akiteru snatched it up and read through, his grin never wavering.
"(y/n) (l/n) the wonderful maiden in the village. She looks divine!" Akiteru said, handing the paper to the king. He scoffed, looking at the paper before slamming it down on the table.
"a prince shouldn't be with a mere commoner Kei. You know that." the king said, his voice was deep. He was trying to intimidate him but it gave the opposite effect.
Tsukishima chuckled darkly, before standing up so they could see eye-to-eye. "I like her. Love is supposed to be chosen. Not forced upon because of your stature. I don't care if she isn't a princess. She's the only one who treated me like an actual person and not like a shard of ice or a diamond. If you don't like it, you're free to leave." Kei said, his eyes were clouded in anger. No one has seen him this serious before.
The king clenched his fist before storming out. Yamaguchi stood up and bowed before his friends apologetically. "I'm sorry, on behalf of my father. He didn't mean to offend you tsukki." he said, looking back up to the two brothers. Akiteru patted his head pitifully.
"it's okay yamaguchi. That was his opinion. We're here to support tsukki! Whatever it takes!" Akiteru said happily, pulling the two of them into a side hug.
And this time, tsukki let it happen.
"she's here!"
What?
Tsukishima jolted out of bed, hearing his brother screaming from the foyer. Passing by the windows, he could tell it was just the early hours of dawn. He gets there to see his brother talking happily to a confused you.
You thought you were in trouble, guards knocking on your front door hours before you usually wake up. They told you that they were there to escort you to the castle. Was it because you talked to the prince in such a horrid manner yesterday?
You were taken to meet king Akiteru who greeted you with open arms. He seemed excited about something. You just couldn't put your finger on it. You see something move in your peripheral. You see the prince dressed in his most simple coattails. He seemed to be dressed in a hurry.
"you invited her?"
"I wanted to meet the woman you want to court-"
"wait a minute!" you cut their arguing off. They both looked at you. You swore you see tsukki's ears grow pink. Akiteru gave you his most charming smile, taking your hand then leading you in front of his brother who hesitantly took your hand from the king.
"my brother here," Akiteru started, a knowing smirk on his face. "he wanted to get to know you better and apologize for the… horse incident." he finished, chuckling to himself.
"you wanna get to know… me?"
"of course pipsqueak. I-I would love to get to know you," tsukki said, glancing at his beaming brother a couple of times before bending down to kiss your hand.
You smirked before curtsying. "I would be honored, prince… know-it-all."
"oh, you did not-"
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The Apartment: part 6
▪️for parts 1-5, click here
pairing: Kuroo Tetsurou x fem! reader
rating/warnings: swearing, like 2 seconds of angst (?), implying ✨spicy✨ things (but nothing happens/happened)
synopsis: You knew that living with your three best friends, Kuroo, Oikawa, and Bokuto, would be a wild ride. It’s never a dull moment with those three. Let’s just hope you can keep your huge crush on Kuroo a secret when he is only a room away.
a/n: HI HI💕! omg i loved seeing everyone’s reactions to part 5 (i didn’t plan for it to be as angsty as it was oops) so i wanted to get part 6 out asap! thanks again for all the love in this, it means a lot :)) as always, my inbox is open for anything and everything so don’t be shy to come say hi or request something💛 and lmk if you’d like to be added to the taglist :)) okay enjoy xx
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Six: little black dress
No surprise that you got zero sleep that night. Your brain wouldn’t shut off. The idea that Calie could be doing something with Kuroo made your stomach ache. She could be in his room right now, doing god only know what. It was awful.
The morning sunlight came peaking through the window of your bedroom. You laid in your bed, bundled up with the endless amounts of blankets you had. You knew you should probably get up. You had a class at 1pm. You checked your phone and saw that it was close to 12pm. You sighed and got up from your bed, heading straight to the bathroom.
You brushed your teeth and splashed some cold water on your face. Your eyes were still a little puffy from the tears you shed the night before. You left the bathroom and saw that Kuroo was already up.
“Good morning,” he smiled. Kuroo was already making breakfast. He wore nothing but a pair of shorts.
“Hi,” you muttered. You sat down at the counter.
“How’d you sleep?” He asked. Really?
“Like hell,” you said. Kuroo frowned.
“Oh I’m sorry. Here, I made you some coffee.” He handed you a warm mug.
“Thanks. How did you sleep?” You asked, unsure if you really wanted the answer. Kuroo placed a plate of food in front of you.
“Really well actually. I was super tired,” he explained. Hmm wonder why?
“Oh, that’s good at least,” you whispered. You weren’t hungry, you kinda picked at your food.
“Is Calie still here?” You blurted out. Kuroo gave you a confused look.
“No, of course not. She only stayed until her apartment cleared up,” he explained.
“So nothing happened between you two?” you asked, still unsatisfied with his first answer.
“What do you mean?” He questioned. You sighed.
“For being one of the smartest people I know, you can be really stupid sometimes,” you huffed. Kuroo rolled his eyes.
“Well if you’re asking what I think you’re asking, the answer is no,” he said. You groaned.
“Sure…”
“I’m serious.”
“Whatever. I’m gonna go,” you said, getting up from your seat. You walked over to your room and grabbed your jacket and shoes. Kuroo followed.
“I’m sorry, are you mad at me?”
“No no, Kuroo, why on earth would I be mad at you?” You said sarcastically.
“Okay well if you’re leaving then I’m coming with you.”
“No, I wanna be alone.”
“Do you wanna be alone or do you just not want to be with me?”
“Isn’t that the same fucking thing?” You grabbed your backpack.
“Y/N, what's going on? Talk to me,” Kuroo reached for your hand but you swatted him away.
“I don’t want to Kuroo,” you grabbed the front door knob, “if you want someone to talk to, go talk to Calie.” You slammed the door behind you and left.
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You hated fighting with Kuroo. You rarely did, so it especially hurt when you two argued. You sat outside of your campus library on a bench. Kuroo left you a couple phone calls but you didn’t answer. You tried calling Oikawa but it went straight to voicemail. You then decided to call Bokuto.
“Y/N-CHAN HEY HEY HEY!”
“Hi Bo..”
“Woah there, why the sad tone?”
You sniffled into the phone.
“I kinda lashed out on Kuroo for last night…”
“Oh no...Oikawa told me what happened with that girl...I’m really sorry. What did you tell Kuroo?”
“I just got pissed off at him for bringing that bitch over and I just have that horrible gut feeling that he likes her and I know I shouldn’t have yelled at him but I’m just so upset. Like why do I have to like him if he’s just never gonna pick me?”
“Listen Y/N, Kuroo and that girl could just be friends. Kuroo could like you, but is just really bad at showing it. He’s an idiot.”
You sighed.
“Yeah I know. I just...god, why didn’t I just tell him when I had the chance?”
“You’ll get your chance, I just know it! Keep your head up. And when Oikawa and I get back, we can deal with Kuroo.”
You chucked.
“Thanks Bokuto. Well, sorry for bothering you,”
“You never bother me. Call me if you need anything, okay?”
“Okay I will, love you.”
“Love you too.”
You ended your call with Bokuto, feeling a bit better. You sniffled, wiping away the few tears still on your cheeks. You soon realized that you were still in your pajamas and people were staring. Great.
“H-hey…” a voice said. You turned around to see Kuroo, holding out a sweatshirt and a pair of sweatpants for you.
“You left with your pajamas on. And it’s too cold to be wearing shorts,” he smiled, handing you the clothes. Your cheeks went warm. You got up from the bench and grabbed Kuroo, pulling him into a hug. He let out a sigh of relief, holding you tightly. You could never stay mad at him, after all, you loved him.
“I’m sorry for getting mad at you,” you muffled out, as your face was pressed against his chest.
“It’s okay. I’m sorry for ditching you last night, it was stupid and I shouldn’t have,” he said. You looked up at him.
“Yeah it was stupid,” you joked, playfully hitting his arm.
“Can I make it up to you?” He asked.
“How so?”
“Well, for starters, ditch class?” he proposed. You gasped.
“Kuroo Tetsurou wants to ditch class? Who are you and where is my nerdy best friend?” Kuroo laughed.
“I know I know but you’re worth ditching class for,” he smiled. You felt butterflies in your stomach.
“Fine, you can make it up to me,” you said. Kuroo smiled.
“Can you answer this for me though?” You asked. He nodded.
“Um- is there actually nothing going on between you and Calie?”
Kuroo sighed.
Could you be any more obvious that you liked him?
“No Y/N, absolutely nothing. I think Calie’s girlfriend would be shocked if there was,” he said. Your jaw dropped.
“SHE HAS A GIRLFRIEND?!”
“Yeah, her name is AJ, she’s super nice.” You felt so embarrassed.
“Oh my fucking god…” you burried your face in your hands. Kuroo laughed.
“Yup, Calie and I are just friends,” he said, “anyway, kinda got my eyes on someone else.” Your eyes grew.
“Wait what?”
“What? I didn’t say anything.”
“Kuroo what did you just-“
“Come on Y/N, I have a plan for us today!” Kuroo grabbed your hand and led you back to the apartment.
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You and Kuroo spent your afternoon watching old movies and munching on whatever snacks you had around the apartment. Back in high school, you and Kuroo would often have movie nights together. Whenever one of you wasn’t doing their best, the other would be at the door with a movie to help. You loved that tradition with Kuroo.
You sat on the couch next to Kuroo as the credits of ‘10 Things I Hate About You’ played. You probably watched a total of 4 movies, bringing the time of day close to 7pm.
“I think that’s enough for watching movies,” you said, stretching your back from sitting for so long.
“Good thing I’ve got another idea,” smirked Kuroo. You raised a brow.
“And what might that be?”
“We are going out!”
“Out?”
“Yes, out! So Y/N-Chan, go get yourself prettied up and get ready for a night on the town!” cheered Kuroo. You laughed.
“Kuroo it’s a Tuesday. I’m not sure how much fun we’ll be having.”
“Don’t doubt me. I know where to go for a night like this. Now go get ready!” Kuroo pulled you up from the couch and led you to your room.
“Oh and wear a dress,” he smirked. Kuroo left you to go get himself ready.
Is this this horrible way of asking me out? No, can’t be.
*BUZZ*
You reached for your phone, seeing it was a call from Oikawa.
“Hi shitty-”
“PUT KUROO ON THE PHONE NOW SO I CAN VERBALLY BEAT HIS ASS-”
“Oikawa calm down-”
“AND DONT EVEN GET MY STARTED ON THAT BITCH CALZONE OR WHATEVER HER NAME IS-”
“Toru please-”
“DONT WORRY Y/N, I MANIFESTED THAT SHE WILL BITE INTO A TORTILLA CHIP AND THAT IT STABS HER CHEEK! THE WORST TYPE OF PAIN!”
“Oikawa?” You groaned.
“Okay I’m finished. Yes?”
“She’s gay.”
“SHE’S GAY?”
“Yes she’s gay. She has a girlfriend. I overreacted, her and Kuroo are just friends,” you explained finally. Oikawa went silent on the other line.
“Well that’s awkward... I had a brilliant revenge plan.”
“You’ll have to save it then.”
“BUT HEY that’s good!!”
“Yeah, he’s actually gonna take me out right now.”
“LIKE ON A DATE?”
“Uh I’m honestly not sure...I don’t think so at least.”
“Well regardless, do your best to seduce him.”
“Toru please-”
“Okay okay I’ll stop. Keep me posted!”
“I will.”
“BYE Y/N!”
“Bye shittykawa.”
“You really have to be nicer to me-”
You hung up on Oikawa before he could finish. You saw a text from him.
you suck -sent 7:24pm
You laughed and set your phone down to get ready.
You scrambled through your closet for a dress. You didn’t want to wear the same one you wore to the party those weeks ago. You scanned through your clothes before finding a little black dress in the back of your closet. It still had the tags on it. Oikawa had bought it for you for your birthday last year, saying everyone needs a little black dress in their wardrobe. You never got around to wearing it.
You set the dress on your bed and went to take a quick bath. After you dried off, you began to put on some makeup and slipped the dress on. You looked at yourself in the mirror. The dress fit you beautifully. You felt beautiful. You slipped on some heels, no matter how unstable you walked in them.
“Ready to go…” Kuroo stood in your doorway, nicely dressed. His voice trailed off as he looked at you.
“Do I look okay,” you asked. Kuroo licked his lips subtly.
“Uh yeah you look more than okay…” he said, still staring. You felt the blood rush to your cheeks.
“Well, where are we going?” Kuroo smiled and reached out his hand.
“What’s a good time without a little dancing?”
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the jersey mix-up
Genre: comfort
Warning: body issues
A kenma kozume and kei tsukishima x reader
Synopsis: the boys ordered a custom jersey as a surprise for you. In a hurry to get comfy, you took the new jersey and put it on. Why did it fit so snug when the last time you wore their jerseys, it was big?
a/n: hey guys! I know this strays away from the requests but I just inspired to write this. Hopefully, you guys don't mind! This is my first haikyuu fic and I just finished season 2 so forgive me if it isn't that polished yet. Requests are now open for this fandom (I'll make an announcement when you guys are allowed to ask for manga characters. but for now, anime characters only! This is also one of my first drabbles in a while (see masterlist 2 in my bio) so I'll do my best! Without any further delay, let's get started!!
Kenma kozume
You were beyond excited when you entered kenma's house after saying farewell to kuroo. Even though kenma is an introvert most of the time, he still connects with his team so well. He and koruu decided to plan strategies for the next big match outside their homes. Fresh air helps both of them think sometimes. This buys you more time to choose which shirt you would be wearing this time.
You rushed upstairs, running into your boyfriend's closet. You looked around and immediately spotted the red nekoma jersey, folded neatly. Nekoma jersey number 5. you adored his games, he always kept the team together. The brain or maybe the mastermind of nekoma when it comes to strategies. You picked it up and changed into it. The fabric was soft and warm. You nuzzled into it to try and smell his scent.
You couldn't. It didn't smell like him. Now that you noticed, it was form-fitted to your shape. The last time you wore this it went past half your thigh. But you looked at the length now, it only goes up to your waist. You tried to pull it down but it didn't seem to stretch. What was wrong with it?
You didn't want to look through the whole body mirror. Your curiosity got the best of you. You didn't expect to see the form-fitted nekoma uniform. Instead of looking at what that jersey highlights, you saw something very different. You got bigger, and it wasn't the good kind. You can feel the tears strain your eyes, threatening to pour out. Before you can wipe them off your face, you heard the door crack and saw your pudding head boyfriend walking into the room through the mirror.
"hey (y/n). Did you bring your Nintendo switch? I wanna play animal crossing and-" he said, before looking up from his phone to see your red face. He looked at you with confusion. "what's wrong?" he asked, his voice was laced with concern. Did someone hurt you? Did he do something to make you cry? He walked over to you, placing his phone on the nightstand before enveloping you in a tight embrace. He wants to comfort you. He never wants to see you that hurt.
"did I grow that big that your jersey isn't oversized anymore? I'm too fat for this." you said, wiping your tears away. You started to pull the red jersey off. Before you can completely pull it off though, kenma held onto both of your wrists.
"What makes you say that? You aren't fat at all (y/n). You know why I know?" he said, pulling away from you. He goes into your closet and takes out another jersey. Same number, same color, same logo. The only difference was it was slightly larger than the one you were wearing now. He smiles at you, placing his jersey on top of his white shirt. "you accidentally took the jersey I got tailored to your wonderful body." he said with a smile, pulling you closer by the waist. "Don't ever talk about yourself like that," he said, placing both of his hands on your cheeks and pulling you into a tender kiss.
Kei tsukishima
"hey princess," kei said, getting your attention beside you. "can you not take my clothes? I know you bring your own." he grumbled, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his lips. "but your clothes are so comfy and big." you whined, taking his hand in yours. He didn't pull away from your hand this time.
Tsukishima started to get a hang of relationships. He started to get all the hype around it. How caring for your partner isn't that bad. How love isn't bad.
You both reached his house, kei opened the door for you. You entered and waved hello to his mom and brother before running into his room. You go into his room and go through his shirts. You spot the black and orange jersey, folded and placed to the side. You smirked and took the jersey, admiring the big number 11 in the middle, flashing back to all the games you attended for support. How he spikes and blocks always blew you away.
You finally put on the karasuno uniform and try to bask in the comfiness of his clothes on you. It just feels off though. It was more form-fitted and tighter around you. You were about to stretch it out when tsukishima entered the room with a scowl on his face.
He knew it. You weren't going to listen to him. It was obvious after all. It wasn't as if he didn't like to see you in his clothes. He loved it. You looked so cute comfortable. He was about to bicker about you taking his volleyball uniform. He needed that for tomorrow's match but then he saw the fit of the jersey on your figure. You found his surprise. He got you your custom jersey.
"is it me or did I get so huge after eating earlier that your clothes don't fit me anymore?" you joked with a forced out smile. pulling the jersey over your head and putting on one of your shirts you left here when you stay the night.
His scowl softened. Walking over and taking the jersey from his bed, straightening it out than looking at it. He goes through his closet and took the matching shorts that come along with it. "princess, you spoiled your surprise. I asked kiyoko and dachi if I could get my uniform in your size." he said, placing the set on his bed before looking away and scratching the back of his neck. Was he blushing? "and don't exaggerate. You didn't get fat. You are perfect just the way you are." he grumbled.
You smiled, tears filling your eyes. You ran over and hugged him tightly. He hesitantly hugged you back, a small smile creeping up his lips. "thank you. Thank you kei." you said, nuzzling your face into his chest. He kissed your forehead and smiled. "don't mention it princess." he said.
"oh, and kei," you said, looking up at him with an innocent smile. He hummed, a sign that he was listening. "can I borrow another shirt tonight?". he groaned, nuzzling into your hair.
"fine. Just this once."
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The Devil Wears Armani| chapter 11
A/n: amg, finally updated this one 😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖 you guys can follow this story with #damirae , #devilwearsarmani and #fashionistaau tag
2 weeks. It's been two weeks since the last video call. Raven have been pouring her attention on working the suit that she has planned for Damian Wayne to wear for the Gala.
She had done the cutting, the sewing and all, and what's left is doing the embroidery. She chosen the gold thread selectively which give the vivid glow and bring out the majestic value to the wearer.
The embroidery are complete within 95% thanks to a specified sewing machine which she bought with the price money she won before during the her first fashion competition. It helps alot.
The date of Gala approaching like crawling on the thread of time and for the final touch, she combined all the pieces into a handsome looking suit.
As she put the wardrobe on the mannequin, she took a step back and see it as a whole picture. With her both hands, she makes the photograph gesture to capture the feels of how Damian would look like if he wears them.
Contemplating and satisfied she felt after she iron the suit and store in special cover suit. She looked at the calendar and looks like she has extra two weeks before Gala.
Speaking of Gala, she wondered what would the dress look like since it was Damian who made for her? Would it be shoulder bare? Would it be one piece dress? Raven rubbed her chin as she wonder then she noticed herself on standing mirror. Slowly she spin to the left then to right as she look her body shape contour. If she was designing her own dress she probably went with thick fabric drape style. Simple, elegant and exclusive.
Her eyes glanced at the clock that's shows 10.30pm.
Wait.
She blink her eyes. How come she didn't thought of it. What would his design for herself? She did shown her sketches to Damian but won't he shown his? Curious, curious.
Raven imagine what if she asked, Damian would probably say, ' you don't trust me? Tsk tsk.' Raven sighed as her hand run down her face thinking about that. "Maybe I'll try to ask tomorrow."
Suddenly, a bleep sound indicate a message comes in. Raven blink then looked at her phone screen.
"Girl, You busy today?"
- Karen
It's been a while. Raven smiled then diligently answered the question.
"Not quite. Just finished designing a suit. What's up?"
She hit send.
Then came up another message on her inbox.
"We got party tomorrow at Viva La coast at Riverside. Wanna come?"
Raven narrowed her eyes then humming. Should she go or not? Perhaps she need a time off after that intense week. A little entertainment doesn't hurt.
"Sure. You pick me up?"
" For course, sis. 😘 See you at 8pm, tomorrow."
"On it.👌"
Raven smiled then landed on her bed. As she let out her relief sigh she put her phone at table nearby.
As she sleep, she dreamt of something pleasant. She's at fountain garden where surrounded by fragrance flowers and palm-like trees.
She notice her dress has gold accent along with silky texture clothes. Slowly her hands touched the dress she wear, felt it's smooth surface.
Her heart stop as she felt a hand holding her waist. Slowly she turn her head over her shoulder and -
BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP
Her eyes wide open as soon as she heard her phone alarm. She blink once then twice, trying to process her thoughts. When a sprinkle of dream remembrance filled in her her head, her cheeks start to blushed. Her hand quickly grab her pillow beside her and buried her face beneath it.
"O dear, don't tell me it's him that I'm dreaming about last night." She let out her sighed. She had fallen for him.
A message bleep chiming in her phone makes her peek under the pillow and quickly she reached for her phone.
A message from him.
'OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG' Raven's heart start racing. "Wh-Wha...H-How...." She tried to question reality, how on earth he's messaging her. Right now?
"You're awake?"
Raven bit her bottom lips as she look at her phone screen. Her finger diligently working on touch screen pad.
"Just awake. Can't sleep?"
She hit send button. Then for a few second she received his reply.
"I just had dream about you...
You look beautiful."
A dream? She blinked. Then another message comes in.
"Still busy working on the suit?"
Raven biting her lips to keep it as a secret but it's almost 25th like in 5 days away, so....why not? Her finger tapping the keyword on screen replying him.
"Actually I've finish the suit."
She replied. Another thought hit her and she quickly tapped it on the phone.
"I did promise making for dinner right? Maybe tomorrow?"
Again she send the text.
Interval in 2-3 second, her phone bleep it back.
"That would be great. I'll bring something as surprise."
Surprise? Raven mind start racing, mostly to that forbidden thoughts. What kind of surprise? She bit her lips and start typing.
"Well uh, I hope it's not a refrigerator you're bringing."
She shaked off those thought and try keep the conversation as innocent as possible.
"No. It's not. It's something, you probably would like it. 😏"
Raven looked at the emoji face he send. Did he send an emoji? Damian Wayne doesn't use emoji while texting or emailing.
"Well, alright then. See you tomorrow?"
She hit the send button.
Then a message came in.
"Can't wait to see you.♥️"
Raven flopped to her bed and her face now are red tinted. What is this? Why is this feeling so intense? She closed her eyes retracing her memory between them. Those bickering and end up with hot make out along intimate session in his office.
"I guess we should discuss about this terms of relationship." She talked in her pillow.
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She has complete all the order that has been request by some local boutique and some are from online website. She's quite amazed with things that happens after the talk show incident where Damian said about Raven going to Wayne Gala this week.
People start to shift their attention to her especially her design clothes. Does Damian intend to promote her? She rubbed her chin then sudden, Mona, her assistant knock her door.
"Come in."
Mona peek behind the door, she smiled and slowly walk to her boss. " You have received a gift!" The assistant handled to her a parcel.
"A gift?" Raven whisper under her breath. Could it be Damian? Her eyebrows furrowed. She took out knife letter and slowly cut , unwrapped the parcel and she saw an apparel, black with velvet felt. There is the tag at the collar says Draco.
Her eyes widen. Draco? You mean Melchior Draco?
"Who is it? Your lover?" Mona feeling excited.
"No. This is from my competitor." Raven cover the box and push it away. Her head suddenly filled with painful memories about her and Melchior encounter. The way he flirt her before her first joining competition, the betrayal, and stolen her design to built his empire.
Her heart boiled with anger which in result she crumpled her paper nearby which made Mona a bit fall back by her intimidation.
"I'm sorry about that, Miss." Mona bow her head quickly apologize for not realise what is going on.
Raven snapped back from those memory and quickly look at the paper . " Oh!" She's surprise and quickly she try to straighten up the paper she crumbled. " No, no, it's okay, Mona. It's nothing." She smiled. " You can go now."
" Ah, alright then." She nod and walked to the door and-
" By the way, boss, there's a caller said he's from metropolis daily planet wanted to interview you about being guest at the gala." Mona turned to her as she spite out another appointment.
" Well, set it tomorrow then." Raven tidy up her table and throw the parcel to the bin nearby.
"Uh, you threw that?" Mona pointed at the parcel inside the dustbin.
"You want it?"
"Ummm...it looks beautiful." Her assistant fidgeting.
Raven smiled and took the parcel. She dust a bit. "Take it and wear where I don't see it. Or else I end up burn them with hellfire." Raven eyes shown deep hatred and anger.
"Ok boss." She smiled, quickly snatched the parcel and run to the exit.
As she was alone in her office, she slump in her chair and sigh heavily. "I guess he's also in town too." Her finger tapping on her table creating random melodies.
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Its 7.55pm, Raven now waiti g for Karen to pick her up as she lingers in her living room. She's wearing a one piece black dress decorated with golden and black labuci make it more fabulous looks.
She look at her phone to kill her waiting time until she stumbled on a post by E fashion news.
"Top trending designer DRACO are in town for launching their latest collection 'BLAK MAJIK' "
As raven read the article, she felt upset as she remember Melchior stole her ideas in doing a line fashion about magic before she presented the ideas at her first fashion show competition.
As she read the article, the sound of the car honking makes her jolt and quickly look at the window. It seems Karen has reached at her apartment block, quickly she goes out and greet Karen who parked at the entrance.
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"I heard that bastard Melchior are in town." Karen slowly stirred her cocktail as her and Raven where sitting on a table outside of the Viva La Coast restaurant.
"Yeah, I did read the article about it." said Raven as she drink her pina colada. " So, who are we waiting for again?"
"I forgot to tell you, Kory won't be able to join us. She has to come with her boyfriend meet with his family at Wayne Mansion."
"Wayne Mansion?" Raven's eyes jump out. Wayne, wasn't Damian last name is Wayne too?
" Yeah, but she's dating with Wayne's older adopted son, Richard Grayson. A high profile detective , probably will be promoted as soon. " Karen updating the status of their friend.
"I see." Raven looked at her drink. It's been a long time she hasn't talk to Kori because of her business setting up her small company.
"How about you then? You and Mal?" Raven raised her eyebrows.
"Well we've been planning for a wedding maybe in next year. " Karen smiled.
"Wait, I thought you're still in doctorate?" Raven eyes wide open as she remember Karen used to be a student in mechanical and atomic engineering.
"Will be graduated in two months." Karen smiled widely as she let out the fantastic news.
Raven goes all tears as she heard the good news. "Oh my god, Karen! I'm so happy!" She tried to hug Karen across the table.
Karen laughed with Raven's sudden behaviour. "That's why we celebrate it!"
"We should buy a cake. Wait, I know! Waiter!" Raven call up the waiter to get some dessert as celebration.
"And..."
Raven turns her head to Karen.
"I wanted you to design our wedding dress and suits." Karen faces flushes as she speak her request. " I really, really adore your work , Rachel. I wanted you to design it."
"Damn it , Karen. You make me all teary." Raven wiped her tears as she smiled sheepishly. " Of course I will."
"Karen, do you know anything about the youngest Wayne?"
"You mean Damian Wayne?"
"Yeah."
"I heard that he just back from middle east after doing charity project between the Wayne Enterprise and Leviathan Industries."
"I think everyone knows about that, Karen." Raven smiled as she drink up.
"I am very speculate that both of you have met." Karen with her mischievous smile now painted on her lips. " Is that the same guy who become your muse in your long lost sketch book?"
Raven clutches her hand on her drink, almost breaking it but she keep with her calm face. " I don't think so." She tried to denied it following with Karen's giggle.
"Plus, when he said there will be Raven in Wayne's Gala, I was like 'Raven?!' to the tv screen and I swear there's something going on between both of you." Karen crossed her armed with one eyebrow raised as she looked as Raven like she's a suspect.
"Well..." Raven averted her sight to the table and nervously tug her hair behind her ears. " There is."
BAM!
Raven jolted as Karen slammed the table with her drink. "TELL ME."
She swallowed her saliva as she seen Karen being over eager. She sighed as she adjust her seating, leaning towards the table.
"It start with that day, the day when he show up out of nowhere with that deal." Raven start to spilled what happen recently.
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Craving.
Patrick Hockstetter X Reader
[NSFW Prompt Request]
Prompt: #2 “Like what you see?” and #3 “I’ve been thinking about you all day.”
Summary: After gym class, you catch up with Patrick.
Note: Merry Late Christmas everybody!!!
Warnings: Language, Smutty/NSFW content and Sexual content (Oral).
Words: 1.2K
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It was the sixth period, Physical Education and Fitness, which of course you have dreaded many times since this course was led by none other Coach Black. Today was different though, Coach didn’t arrive but a known lazy substitute did, meaning no awkward warm-ups and freedom of activities including volleyball.
Patrick always stood far but had his eyes on you, the standard Derry High Gym outfit had shown off a lot of your body much to his liking. He and Henry sat on the bleachers, just watching the current game going on not paying attention to the others playing basketball. While they were in class, Belch and Victor ditched to pick up stuff from the Derry Market mostly to get stuff for Moose Rothward’s upcoming party that weekend. You had been on the good side of the team, sending the ball over the net more than twice. Patrick could see the sweat glisten on your legs as you bounced around the court.
Your team had won 24-18, you and Samantha Wilkes stepped out leaving the rest of your friends to play the next round. After wishing your team ‘good luck’ the both of you walked laps making conversation about the upcoming prom and prep Kenith Wildes.
“He's so dreamy, have you seen him play? My god his blue hues and his soft brown hair are to die for, not to mention when he takes off his uniform.” You elbow her as she makes that last comment as she clearly didn’t know who you were interested in. Her face was red as she burst out with laughter, hands in her long chocolate wavy hair.
Looking up she noticed you had a little “stalker” from far away, as Patrick still had his eyes on you, not moving a muscle. Its when she halted to a stop, making you follow her movements.
“I think someone has his eye on you.” You automatically knew who she was talking about as he always did every day he’d show up to gym class. Most of the time you made it your mission to tease him, which worked to the point after school he followed you to the quarry. Even he couldn't help but admit that he wanted to take you and fuck you in front of the whole class.
What she didn’t know was that you had hooked up with him multiple times and you told him to meet you in the locker room when everyone leaves. All you did was laugh it off and continued walking.
It was ten minutes to the bell when you, Samantha, and a group of girls just made your way to the locker room. Your locker had things written on it, usually goofy things and small sharpie hearts so it wasn't hard to miss. You stepped out of your shorts leaving you in your underwear and your shirt. Samantha was next to you, fluffing her hair as her gaze was into the mirror.
“You got some of that peachy-colored lipstick I can use?” Of course, Samatha was a hoarder of good makeup, her mother gives her a new edition every week so she had to have some.
“Of course it's in my bag.” You knew exactly where to find the lipsticks in her bag and it took only ease to find it and use it. By this time you and Samantha were the only ones left. You put on your nice flowery blouse and was about to pull up your skirt when Samantha closed her locker.
“I'll see you in class I have to get assignment approval from Mr.McCan, don't forget to return the lipstick then.” She threw her bag over her shoulder and headed out the entrance.
He intensely eyed the locker room entrance. He started to be anxious as he watched everyone leave the locker room one by one, waiting for you to be the only one left to be in there. It was when he saw your friend leave he knew the coast was clear. Henry stood with his back to the wall in front of Patrick and noticed as well.
“Go get her Pats.” He laughed and gave Patrick a low five before he walked away.
“Fuck.” He licked his lips at the sight of you standing alone, bent over and digging through your gym locker. Tiptoeing he got behind you, placing his hands on your hips and pressing his bulge into your backside.
You let out a little moan as you felt how hard he was against the smooth fabric of your underwear.
“What? Like what you see?” His hips rocked into you hard at your remark helping cause friction in his jeans.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day.” He really had been, since the last time he pulled you in through his window. Now he had you all to himself for five minutes. He bent down and pulled your skirt up but went to pull your underwear down. Until you stopped him and turned to face him.
“We don’t have time for a quickie, we can do that later. But-” Patrick knew what you were about to do as he watched you get onto your knees. You undid his belt and pulled it out of the loops. He watched silently as you unzipped him to be face to face with his throbbing cock. It was a surprise to you since he usually wore something underneath his pants.
You didn’t care as you took him into your mouth, tongue swirling around the tip. His eyes were surprisingly bright and he had the biggest grin on his face as he watched you work.
“Princess!-” He put his rough hands into your hair and pulled your head closer making you deep throat him. He looked over to one of the other lockers and saw Henry peeking around from them.
Patrick knew he’d be watching since Henry talked about watching but he knew, of course, he was jerking off.
The bell rang, you panicked as you haven't finished him off yet, he was close enough. He groaned as he couldn’t help but take your hair in his hands and thrust his hips hard, causing you to almost choke on him.
“Here it comes, Princess... Fuck!” He whined loudly as he came down your throat. You could taste him, it had a very weird flavor but not horrible like Sally and Marcia described how their boyfriends tasted like.
“Swallow.” He demanded as he pulled his pants back up watching you open your mouth, showing him that you've obeyed him.
“Good girl.” The both of you could hear footsteps, you got up, grabbing your bag from your locker and closing it. While putting it on, Patrick grabbed his belt, cracking it and attempted to hit your butt with it. He missed as you ran out the entrance and he knocked into the 7th girls that were coming in to change.
After catching up to you he had one question on his mind.
“Wanna skip?” He wanted you to come with the gang for a night of fun as you've never hung out with the others. It was when Henry caught up, getting between you both and put his arms around your shoulders.
“Sure I guess.” You knew you’d rather hang than to come home to just sit around to do nothing.
“Let's get this fuckin party started.” Little did Henry know, he was going to see more than just that tonight.
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—𝗖𝗢𝗔 𝗙𝗔𝗤;
Hello, everyone! So with COA being such a long-running series and new readers finding it constantly, I have come to realise that a lot of questions I get often repeat. So to keep everything easy and clear and friendly for everyone regardless of whether you started COA at the very beginning of the story or just recently found it, I have spent the day relaxing, eating junk food, and compiling this FAQ. Please read through it because chances are the answers are here somewhere. I have sectioned the guide into following: general, story, ships, original squad (OCs), AUS, OC!V and tips/advice. If the answer to your question is not here, please feel free to send me a message and have a wonderful day! <33 - kat.
GENERAL:
when does this story update?
I try to keep a bi-weekly schedule (now usually Sunday updates). But I always let you know when the chapter is done by making a final word count post (pre edits).
do you have a masterlist?
yes, you can find it here.
do you have a tag list?
not for COA. they’re very time consuming and I’m already really busy sorry :(
are your requests open?
I rarely open my inbox for requests. the only exception being the monthly blurb nights. then I reblog a prompt list and let people send some requests in for any fandom/ship. however, usually due to how many I get, it only happens every few months. that being said, you can still send me ideas/suggestions and if it inspires me, I will write it. that’s how the majority of the AUs have come about. but i’m also a very busy person so sorry if I can’t.
can I make X or Y for COA and tag you?
yes. yes. yes. please, please, feel free to create whatever for COA (no matter how small or silly) because I consider it a great honour that I’ve been able to inspire someone else. whatever it is, please tag me. I wanna see.
okay, I made a thing and tagged you but you didn’t respond :(
Tumblr is notorious for eating my notifs. whatever it is (art/post/etc) if I don’t respond to it in a day or two, please give me a nudge. you’re not being annoying, I promise. chances are I missed it/tumblr ate it.
I wanna scream/discuss/theorise about COA with others, is there any way for me to do that?
my amazing readers have set up this reddit page that is full of lovely people, theories, and memes etc. I check it often and interact on there, too, so feel free to drop by.
STORY:
how many chapters will COA be?
25. the last one being a very long epilogue.
have you decided on the ending yet?
yes. from as early as part 2. it's barely changed since.
will we ever see more of Prague/Naples? hoe, please say yes.
yes. I plan to write both as COA bonus stories after the main story-line concludes.
will there be a sequel?
depends. on two things: 1) if anyone will even care by that point 2) time. this story has consumed 5 months of my life entirely. i’ve been incredibly strict with myself when it comes to writing it (in a good way) but at best it won’t be finished till the end of august/beginning of september. so likely even if I do, there will be a break for a few months at least. I do have ideas though.
you promised us smut. where is it?
patience is a virtue. ;)
happy ending or tragedy? (please don’t say tragedy, you monster)
I would describe it more as “bittersweet” but whether it leans more towards bitter or sweet you’ll have to see.
SHIPS:
any endgame hints?
you know more about the ending than you probably realise
can v/s finally go to Paris? for the love of GOD? pLEASE?
no
hector + v? powerful. will there be more of them in the future?
agreed & yes. hector and v have their own arc to go on. it’s actually one of my favourites in this story. I don’t want to say more than that right now because I have plans for their dynamic so no spoilers. :)
please stop bullying john. give us some j/v content please?
i, for one, adore john. it’s team S that’s bullying him lol. but wait till parabellum. i’ve always referred to that portion of the story as the second coming of j/v.
does lucien actually have a thing for v or is it a creepy obsession?
it’s both.
I ship v with everyone :/ is that bad?
the sky is the limit. ship all the things proudly (but seriously, no, it isn’t. I ship all the ships, too, and that’s the fun of it)
v/elder tho? 👀
🔫🤡
j/v or s/v? be honest.
you fool,,,, you buffoon. ot3 j/v/s is where it’s really at. imagine their POWER.
ORIGINAL SQUAD:
what do the Elites/Lovers look like/how old are they?
please refer to this
will there be more step??
of course. he’s my baby. :)
will we see more of camorra/learn more about the elite’s and their backstories?
while I would love to take the time and flesh them all out with full backstories, only hector will be getting his backstory explored in the main canon because plot.
does lucien care for mika anymore or has he replaced her with v?
lucien is a messy hoe. mika is his subject of “affection” but v is his foil and equal. he recognises the same hurt in her that he has gone through himself so it’s more of a fixation. with time, lucien would likely destroy v so no bueno.
I ship our OCs.
I do, too.
can we write about your OCs/V?
so you would have to come to me and discuss this more in private but I’m fine with this sort of thing usually. in fact, a prequel hector story already exists so you’re likely good but please contact me first.
AUs:
when/how often do you update the vampire!au?
whenever I have time/inspo. mainly time. so this means you can get it daily or not get it for several weeks because COA is priority. I keep you all updated on when I have something cooking tho.
what is the actual pairing for vamp!au?
undecided as of yet. i’m leaning more towards ot3 right now but we shall see.
how often do you update flowing in me?
same as the above. whenever I have the time but I will keep you updated.
how many parts will flowing in me be?
I have 5 parts(ish) planned.
do you have a tag list for flowing in me?
I will. please leave a comment on the story if you want to be tagged in future parts!
will flowing in me feature other characters (john, winston etc.)?
this story is mainly camorra-centric but I do plan for John to appear at some point.
how did you come up with your lore in vamp!au?
to be completely honest....I just wrote a bunch of stuff down and used what stuck. mostly the ideas were pulled out of thin air while still trying to keep within the spirit of the canon material (the high priest, the holy church, the twelve priests, john being the boogeyman etc). camorra as the natural enemy seemed fitting and santino as a vampire prince even more so.
can we send you new au ideas/expand on old ones (manager!V etc)?
yes, always. I always try my hardest to reply but ofc I can’t promise I’ll be able to use them all but thank you in advance.
OC!V:
who is the face claim for OC!V?
weronika spyrka
what is her real name?
clara
how old is she at the beginning of the story and now?
23 beginning of chapter 1, 30 beginning of chapter 4 (current timeline)
will/would you ever write an original story about her?
I have considered creating something original out of COA itself or one of its sister series/concepts (like FIM). since I really started working on COA during last year’s NaNo, that might be the time I create something original this year.
TIPS & ADVICE:
how do you write so much, so quickly?
I don’t think that word count is really reflective of the quality work itself. I don’t think you should worry how much you write, either. 100 words can be just as valuable as 1k. most of them time I have a deadline breathing down my neck and I do work well under pressure so that inspires me to force the chapters out. I also do very long days because despite what it might look like I’m not a fast writer.
how can I improve my writing?
read and practice. I know it’s dumb and overused advice but it’s how I learned english and found my style (still a mess and WIP) but still this advice does help.
how do you keep motivated?
spite, your support, genuine adoration for these characters/word, a lot of spite.
do you plan? outline?
I have a vague story outline with specific scenes in mind as I go along (helps to set up foreshadowing, twists, and those ‘full circle’ moments). I also plan each chapter scene by scene and know what each chapter is meant to accomplish. So yeah in a sense.
#i will add more in the future if it comes to mind#with this future parts coming up i imagine more questions will repeat lol#faq post#fic: children of ares
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Alchemy. It was the only thing that was uniting the princes of Arendelle. While a door had separated the two brothers for the past five years, Hugo found a way to still stay connected to his brother. It all started three years ago, when Hugo realized he was running out of things to do. Oh sure, there were plenty of things in the castle, but that number reduces *significantly* when you realize there’s no one to do these things with you. So, Hugo decided to take up alchemy again. (1/?)
Alright lemme try to see if the keep reading works:
He had stopped working with alchemy when Varian had disappeared behind that cursed door, since alchemy was just another painful reminder of the brother he felt he lost. It was one of the brothers' favorite things to do, along with… along with... well, Hugo couldn’t really remember. The more he tried thinking about things he did with his brother that wasn’t alchemy, he got nothing, just laughter and a small headache. But, the number of things to occupy his time were getting thin.
So, he decided to give alchemy a try. This turned out to be a great decision. Not only did it serve as a distraction, but it served as something to keep his mind going. This distraction worked well for a few weeks until he hit a roadblock. He was trying to perfect an alchemical ice bomb that he had started when he was younger, but could never finish. But nothing seemed to be working. After staring at his disaster of a note pile for the better part of an hour, a little voice in his head said,
“You could go to Varian for help”
“No,” he snapped back, “If Varian wanted to help me or be there for me, he would leave his room. Clearly he doesn’t want to talk to me, or anyone for that matter.” Hugo didn’t want to admit it, but he was starting to get a bit mad at Varian. They were the best of brothers for years, and then just one day, Varian just shuts himself in his room, without a single word as to why. He laid his head on his desk and sighed. “Ah, who am I kidding? I’m going crazy just sitting here, I need to talk to someone, even if its nothing more than alchemy notes.”He gets up, grabs his notes, and starts to make his way to a door he passed by and stared at a million times before. On the way though, his mind is going through a back and forth battle: He wont wanna talk to you! Yes, he does, we havent spoken in forever! I wonder why? Besides its just some alchemy help, I’m not asking anything too extreme! All he has to do is fix a couple equations! What if he tears it up and ignores it, just like he has you these past few years? After this comment, Hugo ended up backtracking back to his room. He’d go tomorrow. Right?
Wrong. It took him three weeks before he found himself staring at the door that plagued his existence for two years now. He raised his hand to knock, and before he could back out, knocked twice and slid the notes through the crack under the door. He started anxiously pacing, his mind going back to the constant battle in his mind that had been raging for the past 3 weeks. After a couple minutes of pacing, Hugo was just about to leave when he heard 2 knocks, and paper slide back under the crack. Instantly, the flurry of anxious thoughts started up again, worrying it would come back blank or with a note saying Varian wouldn't help him. His hands shook as he opened the notes to reveal.. the completed solution. He read the solution 2 3 4 times before a huge smile spread across his face and he laughed a huge genuine laugh he hadn’t used in two years. These notes meant 2 big things: One, he finally had a solution to an alchemy problem he’d had since he was nine. And two, the more important one in Hugo’s opinion, is that his brother doesn’t hate him. That scary thought had crossed his mind multiple times and he had always quickly shot it down, but there was always that one tiny voice who would always say, “But, does he though?” Now, that voice was as good as dead. Varian didn’t hate him. He wasn’t giving him the *total* silent treatment. Maybe he could work up from here, have conversations through the door, send notes, maybe even ask why he was doing any of this in the first place.Just as he’s about to leave for his lab to finish the ice bombs with the now completed formula, Hugo heard two knocks on the door and stopped. He wasn’t expecting anything else. He looked at the bottom of the door and saw a small stack of papers slide under and he picked them up. It was a stack of alchemy notes titled “Melting Bomb” The notes were full of blank spaces and question marks and there was a note attached that said:
Hugo-Please assist me in completing this formula for a melting alchemy bomb. I have been on and off of this project for the past few years, and some assistance would be much appreciated. Thank you.-Varian
As excited as Hugo was that his brother was reaching out to him, and actively looking for his help, he couldn’t help but feel a bit…disappointed at the formality of the note. As if Hugo were some stranger that Varian had just met and had to put up formalities and not his own brother. Nevertheless, he shouts a quick “Be right back!” and dashes off to his room to grab a quill and inkwell. While he runs, he reads over the notes and finds the answer fairly quickly. It wasn’t all that hard, it just was in desperate need of a fresh set of eyes. He scribbled down the answers as quick as possible, not wanting to keep Varian waiting. He runs back to Varians room, knocks 2 times and slips the notes under the door. After a couple of minutes, he hears a soft gasp, the quick scratching of a quill, and a new note being shoved under the door. Hugo picked up the note and stared at the messy handwriting and smiled. This was the big brother he remembered. Thanks for the help! Now go work on your project! This went on for the next few months with notes. Sometimes it wasn't just alchemy they talked about. It started simple, like “How’s your day going” and things like that.
Then it slowly evolved to things like “Get some rest Haristripe” and “You haven’t eaten yet today have you, Hugo?” (Both weren’t exactly the best at self care, especially when they were caught up in their work). The day Hugo finally heard Varian talk was one of the best days of his life. Obviously, he had heard his brother talk before, but it had been years since they had spoken, and as the time passed, Hugo’s memories of Varian’s voice faded. Plus, with the time passing, he knew his voice would have changed. So, when Varian finally said a soft “Thank you”, Hugo’s face lit up with a huge smile. He didn’t talk much, but when he did, Hugo treasured every word he said, committing them to memory. For a while, things were going great. Until one fateful day, when Hugo pushed his luck just a *bit* more than he probably should have. The day started out normal enough, Hugo worked on some experiments he didn’t finish last night, ate some lunch, and then after lunch he grabbed his notes that needed Varian’s help, and started making his way to his room. However, on the way, he realized that as happy as he was to be able to talk to Varian, it didn’t feel *right*. A relationship based solely on notes slipped under a door and minimal verbal talking felt like a false one. What Hugo wanted to know more than anything, was *why*. Why had Varian shut him and the rest of the world out? If it was so necessary, why hadn’t he at least attempted some form of contact? This one word question had plagued Hugo’s mind ever since the door had closed, and he had never really had the confidence to ask it: until now.
So, he went back to his room and wrote out a letter. It was simple, a little more formal than usual, but to the point. It read: Varian- We’ve been talking with each other for a while now, and I feel we are at a point where I can ask this question: Why? Why have you locked yourself in your room and away from the rest of the world? Was it something I did? You can answer as vaguely or specifically as you like, I just would really like some answers. Thanks, Hugo
His hands shook as he folded the letter and slid it under the door. He knew to give Varian a little extra time, this wasn’t just a simple math problem. So Hugo waited. And waited. And waited, until it was dinner time and his stomach forced him to get some food. The whole time, his mind was at war with itself once again: See? You just had to push your luck, didn’t you? He’s giving you the cold shoulder ‘cause you couldn’t leave well enough well enough. No! He’s not giving me the cold shoulder, he’s just taking his time to formulate a response. It’s probably a really long story. Keep telling yourself that. I will! ‘Cause it’s true! If the positive side of Hugo was right, Varian sure was taking his sweet old time, because it was 3 weeks before anything happened. Three weeks of absolute silence from the older prince. The only reason things changed was because Hugo took the brave first step of sliding alchemy notes through the door. Five minutes later, it came back with notes and edits. There were no additional quips, remarks, or any explanations like he had requested three weeks earlier, but this was better than silence. They soon fell back into the routine they had before: notes, minimal verbal communication, and various quips. It felt good to get back to that routine, but a small part of Hugo still ached for answers that he feared would never come. But he never acted on this, fearing that Varian would once again give him the cold shoulder, and this time would ignore him for good.(20/20)
((And there it is! The final part! I hope u enjoyed reading it, this is the first time ive really written something i didnt hate *and* am sharing this with someone. Thank you for taking the time to read this, this means more than u know. Thank you also for letting me take over ur inbox😅Next up im doing this story but w/ varians pov, which ive already started. Thx again! -💙
Ahhhhhh, first off, sorry for getting to this later than I usually do!! These past few weeks have been hectic and I’ve been needing to take a step back and focus more on school and classes and stuff, but I finally got to reading this and OMIGOSH I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!!
(Hope you don’t mind if I just added in some italics and kinda changed the formatting to make it easier to read - didn’t take anything off or anything, but the way tumblr formats asks is a bit weird lol, hope that doesn’t offend you! - also number 7 somehow went missing? 😅)
But OMIGOSH YO - just my heart akfjajdjaj 🥺 The two of them building their relationship slowly through passing letters underneath the door? Oh my heart, and the way you can just feel them getting closer and happier because of it?
But then Hugo asking Varian the why - why did he shut him out, why was he behind the door, why can’t they see each other - and then Varian just suddenly going back to that stiff and formal demeanor after that akfjakfjja I cry ahhhhhhh-
“But he never acted on this, fearing that Varian would once again give him the cold shoulder, and this time would ignore him for good.” - JUST RIP MY HEART OUT BLUE NONNIE AHDKGKAKJD
I absolutely loved seeing Hugo’s hesitance then excitement and eagerness to get closer to his brother whom he barely even knows besides a few memories (and ha, I see the headache there 👀) and only to see that he went too far and the fragile bond they’d forged again had melted and akfjakfjaj the FEELS-
Thank you for sharing and for letting me read your writing! I’m excited to see what you’ve got next for Varian’s POV!!! 😱
#sage answers#💙#frozen au#7k frozen au#not my fanfic#varian and the seven kingdoms#Varian#hugo#alchemy bros#honestly though I love your writing and this made me feel things akfjakfjja#edited to add the final 7th piece
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Hey Hon! I was wondering if you could do a request? No rush on this one :) I will say this one is a bit personal bc I tend to do this A LOT 😅 Cal comforting the reader after being hard on herself? Maybe the reader was working on Cal’s saber, ends up breaking it more (unintentionally) and once everyone is asleep, she locks herself in her own room and cries? Thanks hon! 🥺💖
Hi again Hon~! I’ve had this request of yours sitting in my inbox for long because I was too indulged in completing “A Path I Can’t Follow”!! ;;A;; sorry for the long wait, but I hope it’s worth it with this fic I’ve finally made at your request! 😁 As always, thank you always for sending me your love and support, you sweetpea! 🥰🤗🥺💖
“Perseverance Over Pride”
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The roar of the Jotaz can be heard in the entire crash site.
As if one wasn’t already enough, a swarm of Scazz popped out of their burrows and joined in. You and Cal were already busy in dealing with the larger enemy, the least you could do was Force-push the vermin away for the meantime.
“[Y/N], DUCK!”
You ducked and rolled away from his general direction, he sears the Jotaz’s arm that was supposed to be a heavy strike for you—once again, you were saved by Cal’s quicker reflexes. You finished it off by crippling the sack of blubber’s hind leg, the result made the creature stagger and Cal finally drove his lightsaber across its rotund belly.
It gave one last ear-shattering howl before falling dead on the ground. You’re still lying on your back, propping yourself on one wobbly elbow as you stared at the motionless Jotaz, gasping for air as you register the fact that it almost had you if it weren’t for Cal.
A hand appeared in your periphery, you looked up and saw Cal. You clutched his forearm as he did you, then pulled you up back on your feet.
“Thanks,” you gasped.
“Don’t mention it,”
Before Cal would clip his hilt on his belt, you heard the tiniest crackle. Quickly, your eyes were searching for the sound until you saw little sparks emitting from Cal’s saber. You exclaimed which immediately caught his attention, he followed the direction of your eyes and saw that his hilt had been severely damaged.
“Aww crap…” Cal hissed, unclipping it again and cradled it in his hands. His eyes shifted between you and his broken lightsaber. “Could… Could you… fix it this time?”
At a loss for words, you shot him a surprised and puzzled look.
“I… I busted my soldering iron, and I’ve been meaning to get a spare, but I couldn’t find in any of the workbenches we’ve passed by,” he added.
He places the hilt on your hands, you brought it closer to you for examination. You looked around the place and saw that the two of you were in the middle of the crash site by the lake.
“Well, all of the workbenches are obviously far from here. The safest is back at the Mantis. We’re gonna have to go through the ice caves again,”
He groaned jokingly, you playfully cup his cheeks and ran your thumbs across them.
“Oh, come on, you big baby!”
“Your big baby,”
You scoffed coyly and motioned to him to follow you.
With Cal unable to fend for himself, the least he could do was use his Force abilities, but using them still take a toll on him, rendering him fully incapable of combat. You take the lead, taking down anything that stands in the way between the both of you and the elevator.
“Look, the Jedi are here!”
“Take cover!” you cry out, slipping behind the rock walls as the torpedo ejects from the barrel of the launcher.
Thanks to his quick reflexes, Cal easily lifted one of the cargo boxes and threw it to the Stormtrooper reloading the rocket launcher in a panic. The two of you bolted towards the elevator, jumping across the Stormtrooper’s incapacitated body, and then stomped on the pressure plate to make the elevator work.
For the duration of the elevator ride, while catching your breath, you took another good long look at the broken lightsaber. The sparks have ceased to spew from the hilt’s insides, but the ends of the wires are cooked and have crumpled out of shape.
“The Jotaz sure did a number on the old thing,” you weighed the saber on your hand up and down.
“If Master Tapal would see that now, he’d really give me a scolding,”
“Has he ever scolded you before?”
Cal jokingly extended and then curled his fingers on both of his hands, “I don’t exactly have enough digits in my hands to count all the times that he did.”
His joke warranted a chuckle out of you.
“Quite the troublemaker, are you?”
“Eh, can’t avoid it even if I wanted to,” he shrugged and did his trademark stance with his hands on his waist while slightly shifting his weight on one leg.
“I thought you liked bad boys,” he added.
You scoffed as you coyly rolled your eyes to fix them at him, and there he was glancing back at you, you notice his eyes moving up and down—examining your entire person. You looked away, still smiling.
The elevator rumbled a hollow clang sound as it stopped for the doors to open. The way back to the Mantis wasn’t long enough. The shortcut from the ice caves to the landing pad was just a hop, skip, and a jump away. A pair of Scazz hissed and hunched their backs at the sight of you and Cal, but they lasted only ten seconds by your blade.
You finally got to the landing pad and met with the others.
“Back so soon?”
You presented the broken lightsaber in front of Cere as an answer. For good measure, you even tried to switch it on—the emitter flashed the beam for only five seconds before it was totally busted.
“Ah, I see,”
Upon entering the ship, Cal helped himself with a cup of water while you readily strode into the room but Cal snatched you by the hand and stopped you in your tracks.
“Whoa, hey, slow down there! There’s no rush on fixing that,”
“Are you sure?”
“Sweetie, we barely had time to really catch our breaths,”
You rolled your eyes pensively, “Now that you’ve mentioned it—it kinda seems that way.”
“It’s about time we take a breath, don’t you think so?”
You set down the busted lightsaber and Cal slowly reeled you in, letting you sit on his lap, whilst you gingerly combed his silken, ginger hair. He mouthed the words “Come here” in a whisper, sneakily closed in on you for a kiss which you gladly returned. You prodded your tongue into his mouth for good measure, in return, you could feel the smile in the middle of his kiss and feel his tongue dip into your own mouth.
When you pulled, you followed up with a little kiss on his forehead and found him staring back at you with his soulful, puppy eyes.
“What is it?”
“Nothing, it’s just… Have I told you how pretty you are?”
“Well, in the average count of at least twice a day, you’re short on one,” you played along.
The smirk that curled along his lip was tender albeit boyishly mischievous, he brushed away your hair to the back of your ear as he cooed.
“It’s your eyes that’s always been my favorite. You’re just so pretty, really.”
You smiled back, bit your lip at him and playfully patted his shoulder.
“I have to get this thing done if you wanna be on the move again,” you chuckled, then stood up from his lap to take the busted lightsaber from the table, he still had his grasp on you but smoothly slid off as you walked into the room.
Cal knew that you were the type of person who wants some time alone when working on something, he has been sensing the determination swelling in you ever since he asked you to repair it. You began taking it apart in a sequential order from the emitter to the sleeve on both sabers. More of the damage was seen when you’ve removed each part, especially the circuitry that’s nestled just underneath the switch—where the Jotaz had made its mark.
Apart from the destroyed wiring, the Jotaz also managed to sever the parts located within the second saber’s handle and majority of those parts conducted the power of the kyber, hence the short-lived flashing of the blade that you demonstrated to Cere minutes ago—and this only to name a few of the damages that the Jotaz has made on the saber.
“Wow, and I thought Nydaks were the worse ones,” you muttered under your breath. “Turns out they’re just the same, I suppose.”
Keeping your eyes glued on the cross-section of the lightsaber, your hands blindly rummaged on the toolbox for wire cutters and small tongs, then you pawed the storage compartment where the spare lightsaber parts are—to your dismay, there were a few internal parts that were lacking from the box.
This calls for some improvisation, and unfortunately, you’ve got little to work with.
You sigh at the realization that this is going to be a long day.
To save time, you decide that it was best to start with the ones that you can already take care of—such as replacing the wires. Your fingers gently tugged off the cooked and severed wires to replace the fresh ones, your fingers elaborately wrapped the strands together and fitted them through the narrow space between the pair of cycling field energizers.
It has been hours since you started working—two and a half hours at that, thanks to the damage done whether big or small—even so, you still feel like you haven’t done enough. You’ve poured all of your focus on the lightsaber that you didn’t sense Cal coming from behind. He slipped one arm around your waist.
“Hey,” he cooed, greeting you with a kiss on your cheek. “You’re awfully busy.”
“No thanks to that Jotaz, he didn’t exactly made this easy for me. Look!”
“Looks pretty bad,”
“That’s because it is, and I think I’d have to improvise on some of the parts. I just hope there’s spare internal parts in here,”
While he nestled his chin on your shoulder, you took some of the damaged parts and show him, out of the blue you were lecturing him about lightsaber components, what needs to be replaced, what parts are hard to find, and the like.
“Uh-huh…” he hummed, you felt his fingers brush away your hair from your shoulders and he teasingly planted kisses on your neck; goosebumps pelt your arms as the grip on both of your hands weakened.
“Cal,” you clicked your tongue, hinting the sternness in your voice.
He hummed again, his lips climbing their way from your jaw up to your cheeks while his free hand caressed the other side of your neck, his fingernails closely scratching the base of your scalp. By impulse, you slightly shift your neck to give more access for his lips.
“Not while I’m working,” you moaned.
He stopped but buried his face into the flesh of your shoulder. You chuckled suggestively and finally had the strength to pull away and twirled to face him.
“Playtime can wait,”
“That can wait,” he pointed over your shoulder with his eyes.
“Both can wait,” you fiddled with the buckles of his armor as you spoke. “I’d rather have nothing else on my mind by that time.”
“Alright then, princess. But you’ll be there for lunch, right? Greez is cooking something good—or so he says,”
“I will,”
You return to your work as soon as Cal left the room. You made a mental list of the parts that need replacing and continue with what you can at the moment. You contemplate what you can scavenge among the crates in that derelict hangar; if push comes to shove, then the Imperial bases situated in the mountains and even in the ice caves became options.
A couple more hours pass, you could hear Greez’s chatter accompanied with the clattering of plates and utensils—that’s the cue for dinner—and you start putting away the things in one corner.
“Lunch is ready,”
“Yeah, I’m coming,”
Cal scooped you up—you squealed in reaction—away from the workbench and easily marched out of the room with you in tow. The two of you made it to the table and had a helping of Greez’s stew. Of course, it’s not a meal without some conversation.
“So, [y/n],” Cere initiated. “How’s the lightsaber repair coming along?”
“Surprisingly tough,”
“Oh? How so?”
“The Jotaz that Cal fought managed to get its claws into the internal parts,”
“Like what?” Cal joined in before taking a spoonful of food into his mouth.
“The energy channel, you know that very narrow tube where the kyber’s energy goes through until the emitter? I still have to figure out how to fix that with what little we have in the inventory,”
Merrin, as inquisitive as she always is, asked more about the elaborate details in creating a Jedi’s weapon—answers came from the three of you, speaking from their own experiences. The conversation over meals became more animated as memories turned into stories to be shared over the table.
In your mind, you agreed to Cal that this was a good time to lay low for a while and take the time to avert yourself from action. It may or may not be indefinite, but at least you managed to rest your body and mind from all the strenuous action.
Immediately after dinner and helping with the dishes, you went to the derelict hangar and then ransacked the crates stashed there.
“Nerf fur… Mineral ores… Metals: large. No, that’s not it. Metals: parts and pieces, here we go!” you unconsciously read aloud the labels and exclaimed at the last one.
Upon opening the lid, your eyes lit up like a Weequay pirate finding a whole shipment of spices. There’s got to be several variants of metals in this box! You scooped up a handful of parts, take some little pickings that may fit your needs, and then returning them all back into the sea of parts—this cycle continued on for a time until you’ve ticked off majority in your mental list.
“Okay, that’s that,”
You returned to the ship and back into the workbench you went. Finally—and hopefully—having the much-needed parts. Cal paused from practicing on Cere’s hallikset to watch you come in the Mantis, acknowledge him with a smile and then disappeared into the room.
“Wow, she’s really busy with that. I hope she doesn’t stress herself over it,” Cal thought out loud, absentmindedly strumming the instrument.
The collected parts scattered on the workbench placemat and continued with the progress you’ve left behind. You were feeling good about this. Your hands were working at a brisk pace; while the lightsaber gradually returns to its original state, so did your confidence.
The final step was meditating over it—in a true Jedi fashion. Hovering both of your hands over the dormant lightsaber, you channeled your focus and your Force energy to the weapon. Images of the lightsaber, inside and out, flashed behind your eyes; you willed it to respond to your Force, remembering the teachings of Master Yoda from the time you participated in your Gathering.
“Please,” you mouthed, with only the ‘s’ whistling through the thin gap of your teeth.
Click.
You slowly open your eyes and looked at the saber sitting still on the placemat. There was a pang of hesitation when you reached for the weapon.
Is this doubt I feel? It can’t be… Not when I’ve finished it! You thought to yourself when your fingertip were mere centimeters away from touching the hilt.
Your fingers curled around the sleeve, then gently nestled the center of your thumb to the switch’s button. You mentally counted down from three, closed your eyes by the time you counted two, and then took a deep breath after whispering one. The weight of your thumb pressed against the button… and then hum of the blade sung once it was ignited.
It was a small feat, but an achievement nonetheless. You gently swung it around and its purr was silky smooth. You admired the beam, a blinding beacon inside the narrow bedroom… and then it died off voluntarily—along with your celebratory smile, in exchange, your eyes widened.
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AM Conversations : chapter 34
A Niall Horan fanfiction ; rated MA
CHAPTER 1 || CHAPTER 2 || CHAPTER 3 || CHAPTER 4 || CHAPTER 5 || CHAPTER 6 || CHAPTER 7 || CHAPTER 8 || CHAPTER 9 || CHAPTER 10 || CHAPTER 11 || CHAPTER 12 || CHAPTER 13 || CHAPTER 14 || CHAPTER 15 || CHAPTER 16 || CHAPTER 17 || CHAPTER 18 || CHAPTER 19 || CHAPTER 20 || CHAPTER 21 || CHAPTER 22 || CHAPTER 23 || CHAPTER 24 || CHAPTER 25 || CHAPTER 26 || CHAPTER 27 || CHAPTER 28 || CHAPTER 29 || CHAPTER 30 || CHAPTER 31 || CHAPTER 32 || CHAPTER 33
NOTES:
-one chapter is her pov, the next is his.
-4.7k
-im sorry, i never proofread, i hate it.
-there WILL be smut. but not only smut.
-this is a romance, comedy, smut story.
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- note for this chapter: as usual, i realllly hate the ending. so im sorry about it. here are the ‘requests’ i added in this chapter
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Chapter 34 : His chapter
NIALL
I woke up before my alarm and even if it was still dark outside, I could still see the room clearly. She was deeply asleep next to me, her lips parted and lightly snoring, and it made an amused smile curl my lips before it turned into a fond one. I couldn't remember the last time I actually wanted a girlfriend. I know I had dated Maya but it was more a relationship that I felt trapped in. With Olivia, it was different. I wanted this, I loved it, and I was ready to let people know I was taken. That obviously didn't mean I was going to talk about it to everyone and publicly display my love and affection all the time, but I was okay with more things that I normally didn't agree with. I wanted this relationship to be discreet though and I was going to do anything I could to keep it that way. I thought it was the best way to save it and I didn't want to risk it, but I wouldn't deny or hide it.
I stared at my girlfriend for a few minutes and the thought of us being official made my heart thump all over my body. It was crazy yet it felt just right. I glanced at the large green-ish numbers on my clock and licked my lips, moving slightly closer to her and pressing my lips on hers.
"Liv? Wake up..." I whispered without success. "Olivia, our flight is in a few hours, we need to leave soon."
I put my hand gently on her arm and shook her softly but she didn't even budge and I decided to try a bit harder. It was always a pain to wake her up but I thought the alarm was just a bad way to get awaken.
"Petal, please wake up."
Her lips curled slightly this time and she groaned, I felt her legs move a bit and brush against mine and I licked my lips.
"Five more minutes." she mumbled low. "I was dreaming about you."
I let out a short and low laugh, leaning my head again my hand as I was still looking at her.
"No need to dream about me darling, i'm right here with you."
Her eyes fluttered open and I smiled more before she did the same. She brought her hand to my cheek and let her fingertips run on my skin and it reminded me that she had done the same at the lodge, one night. It was ridiculous that I had not noticed the way she looked at me before. How did I miss all of that?
I put my hand over hers, grabbing her fingers gently and bringing her hand to my lips before kissing her palm as I still stared at her. Her eyes were small and tired but the way she smiled at me was adorable and I moved closer to kiss her lips.
"Shower and dress up." I whispered, letting my lips brush on her jaw. "We don't wanna be late."
I pushed the covers off me and got up, searching through my drawers to find something to wear. I knew she would lay in bed for a while before actually getting up and I turned to look at her. She had barely moved. She was just staring at me and I rolled my eyes with a smile.
"What now?" I asked, making her smile more.
"Nothing." she simply answered in a whisper.
I waited a few seconds just staring at her and finally chuckled and walked to the bathroom. I left the door ajar and turned the shower on, checking the temperature of the water before getting in. I stayed under the hot stream for a while but when I heard a noise, I opened my eyes again and held my breath when I noticed Liv walked in. I tried to hold her gaze but I couldn't help and let my eyes roam on her body. She was tensed, that much was obvious, but I sent her a small smile, happy that she had joined me. I didn't say a word, I just got closer to her and wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer gently. I felt her shiver in my arms and bent down to kiss her, my wet lips pressing firmly but still softly against hers. It took her a few seconds but she finally brought her hands to my hair, slipping her fingers in it and I let my fingertips brush on her lower back.
"I'm so happy you joined me." I just replied in a whisper before kissing her again. "Thank you."
I took a step back, pulling her with me until we were both in the water stream. I deepened the kiss as she gripped my hair tighter and when she moaned in my mouth, I felt her thigh brush against my dick.
"If we don't stop this now, i'm gonna expect more from you." I half-joked, making her laugh.
"Fine then." she let go of my hair and her hands slid on my cheeks, neck, shoulders and chest before she dropped them by her sides, staring in my eyes the whole time. It made me want to fuck her more than I could explain.
To avoid getting harder than I was, I grabbed the shampoo and poured some in my hands before rubbing it in her hair. She smiled more but remained motionless as I washed her hair but I felt her hold her breath when my hands slipped on her shoulders and down to her breasts. I couldn't stop myself from touching her and it made me realize that she was the first girl i was dating with whom I hadn't had sex in the first week of being official.
My thumbs brushed on her nipples and my eyes followed my fingers until she sighed, making me look up at her. Her lips were parted and her chin was slightly up, making her head tilt back very lightly. I could understand why such a small touch made her feel like that because she barely had to touch me to bring inside me a feeling of intense lust. My hands slid on her sides and stopped on her waist, and I watched her as she licked her lips.
"We're gonna have to talk about that." she whispered, making the left corner of my lips raise up a bit.
"Why talk about it when we can just do it?"
She laughed again and shook her head. "Because there's so many things I want to know about you first." she explained, grabbing the shampoo too and pouring some in her hands. "And we never really finished that discussion now did we?"
I didn't move but she got on her tiptoe and started rubbing the shampoo in my hair, wiping some foam that threatened to fall in my eyes.
"I'll tell you everything you want to know." I replied, making her smile more. "You can ask me anything."
Before I knew it, we were dressed and ready. I was surprised at how quick she had been but when I came back to my room to grab the rest of the bags, I saw her brush her hair, looking at herself in front of the mirror. It made me grin and I just wrapped my arms around her waist from behind, leaning my chin on her shoulder.
"I thought you were ready." I pointed out, amused by her behavior.
"There will be fans, and paps, and I look like...this." she just replied with a grimace, pointing at her reflection.
My smile fell quickly. "No one knows we're leaving." I let out, trying to reassure her. "It'll most likely be only you and I."
"But you can't promise that, can you?"
I stared in her eyes in the mirror for a few seconds and finally shook my head slowly. She just sent me a sad smile and shrugged and it made me realize how much more complicated her life was because of me. I tried to keep things private exactly for that, whether it was my friendships or my relationships but Olivia was part of both now and even if I could say she was used to it, I couldn't pretend it was something you easily get used to, and I knew it would get even worse now that we were dating.
I moved my body up and put my hands on her shoulders, raising my eyebrows as I was still staring at her.
"You need to let go of that. You need to..." I shrugged a shoulder. "Build a wall and not let them destroy it."
I didn't want anyone to destroy and ruin what we had. I didn't want anyone to destroy or ruin her. I would fight for that, I promised myself. We stayed silent for a few seconds, just staring at each other in the mirror and she finally swallowed.
"That's what I did with you." she started, making me frown. "I built a wall that would hide the feelings I have for you... the love I felt for you. That way, I could pretend it wasn't there, that it wasn't hurting. But in the end, it was a lie, you know?"
Her voice was soft, almost weak, and it made something stir in my stomach. Slowly, I turned her around so she would face me and bent down slightly to look in her eyes. She looked vulnerable and it was not something I was really used to see.
"This is different." I tried to explain with the right words. "These people, they don't matter. You know what matters? This. What we have. You. You matter. Your feelings, your well- being. Them? Fuck them."
Slowly, her lips curled and she breathed out, making me smile too.
"Okay."
"Okay." I repeated. "I love you, and you're beautiful. They're not worth your stress and worries."
She cupped my face and got on her tiptoes again to kiss me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the way her lips seemed to fit perfectly with mine. If I could take all her pain, fears and stress away, I would without a second thought, no matter what it would cost. She deserved to be happy and thinking that some people who didn't even know her could judge her so wrongly made me angry.
"I love you too."
Her soft voice eased my anger and I smiled against her lips. I just wanted us to enjoy our time together, especially knowing that I was leaving soon.
"Come on, we'll be late."
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The flight was short and I couldn't pretend I was surprised when she ended up sleeping pretty much the whole time. I enjoyed her head laying on my shoulder and literally spent the whole time on my phone, listening to music and holding her hand. I stared at our intertwined fingers for a long time, a very very long time, and let my thumb brush on her skin softly. I tried not to think about it but I was scared of this relationship and I knew it. I was scared of what it would do to our friendship and what would change between us. I knew it could go well but I also knew it could ruin everything and it was too late to go back. The thought of not being with her made my heart jump in my chest and I realized I was fucked. I loved her and no, there was no turning back. I would have to adjust with time and do everything for this to work to make sure I would never lose her.
When we landed, I took it back and chuckled before wiping the sweat on my pants and we got out in silence. I was happy we hadn't been papped at all but I didn't mention it not to jinx it and we took a cab. I could see her eyes shine as they roamed on the landscape moving quickly by the window and when I took a glance through it too, it made my heart skip a beat. There was something amazing and unique about going home, something that nothing else could make you feel.
"Home." Liv said in a whisper as if she could read my mind.
I searched for her hand on the seat and grabbed it, squeezing her fingers and realizing it was the very first time we were here together as a couple.
"Home." I repeated.
She turned my way and looked at me with tired eyes, making my heart twist slightly. She looked pretty and I brought my free hand to her cheek, running my thumb on her bottom lip.
"Hey you, I love you."
Her lips curled more and she chuckled low.
"I never thought i'd ever hear you say that." she pointed out. "I mean, not that way. It's hard to believe."
"Well you better believe it, because it's the truth." I argued with a small laugh. "You know I don't say those words lightly."
She nodded slowly and licked her lips.
"I know, I love you too."
I don't know how long we stared at each other but when the cab parked, i looked up only to see my mom's house. i couldn't remember the last time I came here but it was definitely way too long ago. I got out of the car and Liv did too before I could open the door for her. We grabbed our bags after I paid the driver and got up the stairs but when I reached for the bell, she gripped my wrist. I raised my eyebrows, looking at her fingers squeezing my wrist before turning my head to look at her.
"How are you gonna tell them? Are you gonna wait until everyone's there? Why didn't we discuss this before?"
Her voice was low but I could hear stress in her tone and I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, shaking my head.
"It'll be okay petal, I promise."
It took a few seconds but she finally let go of me and I quickly rang the doorbell. We heard movements inside and the door swung open. I barely had time to see my mom before she pulled me into a hug, making me laugh again as I wrapped my arms around her.
"Hey mom, im happy to see you."
I rocked her a bit and she finally pulled away, bringing one of her hands to my cheek, tapping it softly and finally turned to smile at Liv. She pulled her into a hug too and I watched them until they both moved back at the same time. We finally walked in and I could feel Olivia nervous besides me. I was tempted to grab her hand but decided against it, knowing it would raise many questions.
"I'm so glad you could both visit for a few days!" my mom let out happily. "Olivia, how are your parents?"
"Oh." Liv let out, sending her a small but uncomfortable smile. "Last time I talked to them, they were good."
"We're going to see them too if we can." I explained, bringing our bags to my old room as they both followed me. "Hopefully before I leave."
"I prepared the guest room for you, Olivia. Unless you want us to move the mattress in Niall's room, like you two did when you were younger."
I didn't know if it was the memories or the thought of sleeping in the same room in my mom's house but I smiled and finally just chuckled.
"We'll decide that later." I just let out, glancing at my girlfriend who seemed extremely uncomfortable suddenly. "Liv and I are going for a walk if that's okay? We won't be too long."
"Okay, but don't be out too long. You both need to get ready, your father's supposed to be there in a few hours."
Liv smiled happily at me and we dropped everything before rushing out. The weather was not that great but it was not raining and I pushed my hands in my pockets, making sure I wouldn't be tempted to take one of hers.
"I can't wait for her to know and at the same time, It makes me extremely nervous."
I glanced at her and chuckled. "Yea, I noticed."
She turned to me and shook her head slightly. It was cold and her cheeks were a soft shade of red. Her hair was a bit messy under her beanie but she looked cute and I felt happy. It was special to see her in a place I was so used to see her, but in a different way. Now I didn't only see her as my best friend, I also saw her as my girlfriend.
"How can you be so calm about this?" she asked with a chuckle this time. "You're so annoying."
I laughed and shrugged as we arrived at a park. This time, I took one of my hands out of my pocket to grab hers, pulling her closer before making her twirl around again. She laughed and ended up in my arms, looking up in my eyes. She sighed, her lips curled into a fond smile, and I decided not to answer her question.
"You think your mom will let us sleep in the same room after we tell her we're dating?"
I grimaced and shrugged, pulling her closer to me.
"I don't know, it's not like we were 16 anymore, I think she knows how it works." I just said, my eyes suddenly getting smaller. "Why? You don't want our first time to be at my mom's place, do you?"
She grimaced but laughed and I raised my eyebrows, amused by the conversation.
"Such a little minx, I swear."
"Oh shut up Horan!" she laughed even more. "You know that's not what I meant!"
"That's very, very naughty Liv." I added, ignoring her comments. "But I want you so bad I think I wouldn't be able to resist."
This time, she rolled her eyes and got out of my embrace, shaking her head as she took a few steps back slowly.
"You know it will never happen, Niall." she explained with a smirk. "Not here."
I remained motionless as I watched her move away from me and the sight of her in the park where we used to hang out made me happier than I thought it would.
"But when we get back home, you're all mine."
"Maybe."
"Maybe?" I repeated, raising my eyebrows.
"Maybe."
Her lips curled into a smirk and she raised her eyebrows, making me laugh. Suddenly, I started running after her as quick as I could and she let out a short scream as she started running too. It only took me a few seconds to catch her and I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her close to me as she was trying to escape.
"Fighting is futile, I won." I let out with a laugh, leaving a kiss on the skin of her neck when she stopped struggling in my arms.
She turned around and finally moved her arms around my neck, reaching for my lips. I let her kiss me softly and grabbed her bottom lip between mine, sucking gently on it and making her groan low.
"I loved you when we were kids and you pushed me on the swing." she whispered., brushing her lips against mine. "I loved you when we were a bit older and we'd play football until it was too dark to see the ball. I loved you when we were teens and we'd get drunk and lay down to watch the stars. I've always loved you, Niall."
All the memories rushed to my brain and I swallowed hard. I didn't see it, I never noticed, and I felt very stupid about it. How could I not realize that my own best friend, the girl I always hung out with, the one I spent all my time with... how did I not see that she was in love with me? How blind could someone be for not seeing something like that?"
"When did you start loving me?" I asked, feeling my heartbeats accelerate.
"That's the thing, Niall. I can't remember ever not loving you." she confessed.
I stared in her eyes and brushed my nose against hers. I had no idea what to say, I didn't know how to react or if I should apologize. All I could think about was how hard it must have been for her. I wouldn't have been able to keep my feelings a secret for that long and i had no idea how she managed it.
"Did you ever tell anyone?"
"Not until recently, and only because people had guessed it and asked about it."
I felt like sharing it would have made it easier for her, like it wouldn't have felt so heavy on her shoulders, but hearing that she kept it in for so long made me nibble on my bottom lip. How did she do that? And why?
My phone suddenly rang and let go of her to take it out of my pocket. I quickly read the text message and sighed. I felt like we had so many things to talk about and it seemed like we can't ever finish a conversation.
"My mom says it,s time we come home."
I looked up and she sent me a small smile before nodding.
"Let's go then."
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"Nervous?" I just asked, turning around when I heard her walk back in my room.
My eyebrows raised and a small smirk appeared on my lips. She shook her head and chuckled, walking past me and searching through her purse that she had left on my bed.
"Don't look at me like that, right now's not the time." she pointed out, taking a brush out and trying to do something with her hair. "And yes, i'm very nervous."
I finished buttoning my shirt and took a step closer to her without touching her.
"You look beautiful." I expressed in a low tone. "Don't be scared, it'll go well."
She turned around and our eyes met. She sighed and licked her lips, shaking her head slightly as I sent her a fond smile. She looked adorable and I grabbed her fingers, squeezing them lightly before raising my eyebrows and moving my chin slightly down.
"They've always considered you like their adopted daughter or something." I added just as low. "Relax, everything is okay."
She exhaled and closed her eyes for a few seconds before opening them again. I saw her shoulders fall as her body relaxed and it made me smile more. I bent down to press my lips on her, smelling her perfume, the scent of vanilla not only coming from her hair anymore. Someone knocked at the door and we both took a step back like some kids getting caught doing something they weren't supposed to. We smiled as the expression of surprise vanished from our traits and I pushed my hands in my pockets.
"Come in!" I let out, still staring at her until the door opened completely.
"Greg is here!"
I chuckled and we finally followed my mom downstairs and when Theo ran to me, I bent down to take him in my arms before greeting my brother and his wife. I vaguely heard him compliment Liv and we all ended up in the living room to discuss. Olivia tried to have a conversation with my nephew and I finally put him down only to watch him run to the tree to check all the gifts nicely wrapped in christmas colored papers. I wanted to tell everyone about us but it never felt like the right time and it's only when my dad arrived that we finally moved to the kitchen. We started eating and I kept glancing next to me, a bit worried about how much wine my girlfriend was swallowing.
"Easy." I whispered after getting a bit closer to her and grabbing her thigh gently. "I'll tell them now okay?"
I knew the wait was making her even more nervous and she quickly nodded, still staring at the food in her plate whom she hadn't even touched yet. I cleared my throat and put my fork down, one of my hands still on her thigh and the other on my glass of wine.
"Uhm, so I have something to tell you."
I felt Liv's hand over mine and it made me smile a bit. Everyone had stopped talking and they were now all staring at me except Theo who was playing with his food. I focused on him for a few seconds until Olivia squeezed my fingers, taking me out of my thoughts.
"So, I don't know how else to say it but," I glanced at my girlfriend and finally turned back, my eyes moving from my mom, to my dad and then my brother before finally going back to my mom. "Well, Olivia and I are dating."
My mom's lips curled into a large smile and it made me realize I had been holding my breath. I thought she'd tell me something but she just turned to my dad who sighed. He was not smiling at all and I frowned, wondering what the hell was happening in front of me. I watched as my dad groaned and picked something in his pocket. My lips parted a bit when he took a fifty pounds bill and held it between two of his fingers. My mom got up and snatched it from him, letting out a short laughter.
"I told you they'd spend all their time together on tour and it would happen!" she told my dad, completely ignoring me.
"He always spent all his time with her when they were kids and he never made a move!" he argued, moving closer to her, leaning a bit on the table.
"He grew up!"
"He's 22!"
I glanced at Olivia and noticed she was looking at my parents exactly the same way that I was : surprised and a bit shocked.
"Could you guys stop talking about us like that?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "We're right here."
My mom turned to me with a small smile and was about to say something but I just kept talking.
"I can't believe you guys made a bet."
"I can't believe you guys made a bet without proposing me to join!"
I turned to my brother and frowned at him, making him shrug with an amused smile.
"Son, I'm sorry, it was just a bet." my dad tried to explain in an apologetic tone.
"A bet that I won." my mom added with a chuckle before I turned to her. "Darling, it was so obvious to me that it's how it would end."
I let my eyes move on everyone in the room and I was astonished to realize that I was the only one who had not seen this coming. How have I been so oblivious? Olivia pressed my hand in hers again to catch my attention and I turned to her. The smile she sent me made me smile too and I shrugged a shoulder. I was not mad, just a bit surprised, and I finally chuckled.
"Then I guess it's time to congratulate us?" I proposed, raising my eyebrows, before smiling more.
Everyone got up and hugged us and as they were all discussing together and laughing, I decided that I was happy and that I wanted to remember this time as one of the happiest in my life. I sang for crowds, traveled the world and lived things that many people would never have the chance to live but at this exact moment, spending time with my family and the girl I loved seemed like the most important thing I ever did.
Olivia ended up in my arms and I held her close to me as everyone was sitting back at the table to finish eating. I closed my eyes and brushed my nose on her neck gently, trying to focus on this specific moment.
"I love you." I whispered. "I will always love you."
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