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I wrote a one-shot fic from the webtoon, "The Kiss Bet". It takes place immediately after the final episode of season 3 so if you haven't read up to that point---PLEASE DON'T READ THIS FIC (until you've caught up)!
I just... I couldn't help myself, okay? I'm obsessed with this webtoon, it's the only one I use all of my free coins for, lol, and now it's on hiatus /sob
Anyway-
What. Was. THAT.
Summary:
Sara Lin deals with the immediate afterward of the final episode of Season 3 (yes, I I read ahead because I had the coins and COULDN'T HELP MYSELF and now I crave the rest so that's what writing fanfiction is for, right? RIGHT??) /sob
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You Owe Me Ten Dollars
“Good night, James.” Regulus smiles shyly from his doorstep, his hand slowly turning the doorknob of his apartment open.
James fidgets in place awkwardly, not remembering what is considered appropriate “first date goodbye” etiquette. Regulus appears to be in the same predicament, pulling at the hems of his oversized sweater before deciding to turn and enter his apartment.
Regulus stands still in the entryway with his back facing James, and for a moment, James thinks Regulus might turn back around. And he does.
Regulus twists around quickly, practically leaping off the doorstep and into James’ awaiting arms as he takes a hold of James’ collar. James only has time to widen his eyes before Regulus is pulling him down into a kiss.
A kiss. Regulus is kissing him.
By the time James comes to his senses and kisses back, Regulus is pulling away, smiling at James one last time before slamming the door in his face.
Time is suddenly meaningless to James as he stands dazed, confused, and hopelessly smitten on Regulus’ doorstep. The second his brain finally catches up to his body, James breaks out into a goofy grin, laughing and giggling to himself as he skips down the staircase and hops into his car.
James pulls his phone out of his pocket and dials Remus’ number, snickering as he waits for his friend to answer. Moony owes him ten dollars.
#jegulus#first date#AHHH#Remus bet Reggie wouldnt kiss him#BAHAHAHA#James giggling and skipping#hes twirling his hair#marauders#starchaser#regulus black#james potter#remus lupin#james x regulus#harry potter#cute#fanfic
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Guess who’s back, back again…still without a new chapter (it’ll come out soon, i promise)
For now tho, to feed the masses bc i didn’t really expect my works to get as much attention as they have
The Lost Boys Head Canon: Kissing
David:
*While David isn’t generally an affectionate partner, he has a very physical presence that can be very affective
*His kisses match his presence; they are very slow and seductive, he likes to entice his partner completely
*When he kisses you, it’s very precise, like there’s nothing else on his mind but every single little thing that he’s doing
*David will grab your chin and waist to make sure that you’re completely immersed in him and his kiss, he needs your complete focus to be on him, like his is on you
*He’ll usually only kiss you in private too, he feels like it makes the experience more special, since it’s all for you and you only.
Paul:
*I feel like Paul is a very openly affectionate person, and his kisses reflect that
*When Paul kisses you, it’s very sporadic, but sweet. Like, his mood will change mid-kiss and he’ll go from a simple peck to feral frenching in 0.02 seconds, or vice versa
*Honestly, it’s sort of like a game to him, with you trying to guess his next move or try to keep up with him, kissing him is just really fun
*Paul doesn’t really fully understand that different types of kisses, he knows there are multiple ways to kiss someone, but his main focus is that the act of kissing is enjoyable, he won’t get caught up in the different reasons you might wanna kiss someone
*he likes to twine his fingers with yours as you kiss, or he’ll stroke up and down your arms, he’d most definitely smile during the kiss too. Sometimes he’ll just walk up next to you and press a kiss to the side of your mouth and keep walking
Marko:
*A lot like Paul, he’s a lot more relaxed and open with affection, and thinks kissing should be light-hearted and enjoyable rather than anything else
*He will try to convince his brothers of this line of thinking -especially Dwayne- after kissing you
*To him, kissing you is like inventing religion, it’ll surpass the ages and affect the masses. He’s so cute and sweet about it. His kisses are definitely worshipful
*While not as romantic or thoughtful as his brothers might seem, his main priority when he kisses someone is that they enjoy it, so it’ll always be lowkey and simple so there’s room for conversation on how it feels without it being awkward
*He prefers the relaxed kisses for when you’re just within each other’s presence and are feeling affectionate, like a reminder that you love each other without saying anything
*Marko will definitely cradle your face or hold you in a hug when kissing you, full frontal, and he often laughs while kissing you too, just giggling in disbelief at how lucky he is
Dwayne:
*Every middle-aged-woman-who’s-obsessed with-trashy-airport-novel’s wet dream with the way this man kisses
*Its extremely sensual, almost obscene, and he will often deepen it bc he wants it to go further, and to be honest, it often does
*A lot like David, his affection is reserved for you, but in the way that he will get lost in you that he simply stops caring about the people who might see you
*You take his breath away and he has no other way to handle himself than to make you feel the same way. He’s a romantic, what can he say?
*He will pull you in by your clothing and hold you as tightly against his body as he can, he kisses you like he’ll never be able to again and it induces butterflies like crazy
#the lost boys#david the lost boys#dwayne the lost boys#marko the lost boys#paul the lost boys#fanfic#kissing#i bet those emo whores have loads of experience#i would love to be someone they got that experience from ngl#tlb 1987#head canon#romance#relationship#inappropriate or inaccurate religious accounts#i’m not religious but i try to be respectful#i just wanted to write something cute bc i haven’t posted a new chapter
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Do u think cups the type to Yap about space, like we know he memorized the constellations but do you think he loves space, bc I do. I love the shithole that is outer space, I believe he would too. He's the type to own a notebook SPECIFICALLY for rambling and doodling about space, he's silly. He's very silly, get him a girlfriend and she'll know more about space than astronomers, cups silly, very silly my goofy kidney bean haired depresso espresso <3
Honestly? He probably does have a passion for space & the constellations, a passion that goes beyond the typical person's, but in my mind it's less about space as an entity, a curiosity he has to satiate (less about space itself) and more about the stories that were written about space - the Greek mythologies that explained the constelations, any folklore stories from the Isles, that type of thing
#it's also bc i'm a technoblade fan#so yea#IM!cup gives me HEAVY DSMP!Techno vibes from time to time ngl#yes. i have a particular blorbo type#sue me#also i'm just. not really interested in space myself#unless it's a fanfic trope#(Humans Are Space Orcs. i'm looking at u)#so yeah#anyway#i think it'd be like. an escape for him#regardless of his level of passion for space#considering his attitute towards things he CAN control#(like what counts as a 1st kiss & stuff like that)#(stuff that at the end of the day is inconsequential in the grand squeme of things)#(stuff that's only important for himself and no-one else)#he would probably feel like a child whenever he rambles about stars#& it would be the only time he ever feels okay with being called a child#(the only time he's okay with remembering the little Islander child he killed when he bet his soul to The Devil)#(the only time he's okay with feeling small & vulnerable. almost like he has SOME form of innocence again)#anyway yeah
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saving u all from the asshole fuckboy aventurine agenda half of this fandom is so hellbent on portraying
#i think he’s very Tongues & Teeth by the crane wives but. contrary to popular belief. i don’t think he’d be the one singing#yeah he’s not stupid but i could see him being so in love……#if someone managed to bring his guard down and was with him for years#not sure if he could bring himself to leave once the kisses started cutting his lips and the touches started bruising#maybe i’m ‼️ wrong but idk this man screams fucked up attachment 2 me#he’s used to pain.. i think he’d put up with it#at first he’d flee. if it was anywhere near the start of the relationship? yeah he wouldn’t stay if he felt he was on “the losing end of#the bet”#but i also personally believe it would take a lot to be romantically involved with him at all#like i think it would have to be a friends first thing. slowburn in fanfic terms.#idk i’m just nottt getting the one night stand vibe from him.#so like i said if someone was with him for a longgg time… and truly tore his walls down.. i doubt he’d be so quick to run#i think he keeps himself closed off. but when he does love he loves wholly and fully to the point of it hurting.#not out of malice but out of sheer intensity..#yeahhhh tongues & teeth…..#love is love but instead of in the gay way it’s “sure it hurts every time it happens but at least i feel something”#probably the gay way too though
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i might be hoping about this
Will lets out a small squawk as Mike’s hand— his very cold, very freezing hand— finds its way around the blankets and under his sweater. “I’m sick, you weirdo,” he says, half-laughing into the side of Mike’s head, “I have a fever.”
“I don’t care,” Mike mumbles, “you’re warm and I’m cold. This is nice.”
“You’re going to get sick,” Will tries, for the umpteenth time, but it’s pointless. Mike Wheeler is stubborn and hardheaded and he never does anything halfway— not even this.
Will gets sick. He's dealing with it. Seriously, Mike- he's fine.
(or: a study in intimacy.)
#oh my god i finally wrote established byler#i bet u all thought it would be cheesy first kiss fics forever huh#(i did too)#anyways . hope u all like this one!#byler#will byers#mike wheeler#byler fic#byler fanfic#byler ao3#you'd think after all this time i'd know how to tag a fic#no dice#okkkk happy reading !#bye !
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if chenford’s really entering their secret dating era can they pull a grey’s anatomy and end up making out somewhere and have someone walk in on them because it would be so funny like imagine the following (depending on who said person walking on them is) --
angela giving tim so much shit for it but also swearing to secrecy and never letting him live it down and making the man so anxious because despite the fact that he knows she’d never tell, he would be so paranoid that her teasing would give them away
celina calling them out on it but also confirming their zodiac signs and saying it checks out and thought they’d been together since she joined
aaron also calling them out of it and like tut-tut, chain of command, dude
nolan would be so confused and they’d all go “what?”
smitty would tell the entire precinct
#the rookie#chenford#it's the way that the rookie writers are leaning into their fanfic era that i really do think it could go either way#like they could lean into the comedy side of things esp with making the bet a real thing#or lean into the dramatic side and build the angst and conflicts that chenford might face#BUT I'M STILL HOLDING OUT HOPE FOR THE COMEDY BECAUSE IT WOULD BE *CHEF'S KISS*
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ohh you LOVE clawing my heart out like this. I'm gonna cry i love it so much but it pains me so deeply
I'M SORRY BUT JUST- HE IS A DOG PERSON, ARGOS WAS HIS FIRST DOG TOO AND THEY HAVE A BOND TOO. AND SJSJDHSS I JUST- I THINK THEY'RE NEAT OK 😭😭😭😭
#blacky answers#@nikoisme#they probably played together a lot when telemachus was a child and I bet argos followed him around when he ran out of the palace#just as if he knew this was his master's pup and he needs to guard and protect him#argos was so patient with the boy and pushed him up when he was just learning to walk. licked him on the top of his head when tears welled#in his eyes for the surprise of the fall and then it's joy and laughter that springs from telemachus lips and he laughs and laughs and#kisses his dog (his dad's. but Argos has been his as much as he's been Odysseus's)#they grew up and grew old together#I'm just very emotional about this duo ok 😭😭#sorry for the impromptu fanfic snippet in the tags#telemachus#argos the dog#tagamemnon
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UDLTTOM DIALOGUE DRAFT #68
*Harry & Tom circling opposite sides of a courtyard fountain*
Tom (to Harry): This is getting out of hand, Evans.
Harry: What are you talking about, Riddle?
Tom: You know perfectly well what I’m talking about!
Harry: If you got something to say to me, why don’t you spit it out, Riddle?
Tom (changes directions & Harry hurries to do the same): Seriously?! This! You’re outright avoiding me! You’re not even bothering with subtlety anymore! We look ridiculous!
Harry: Well, maybe if you respected my boundaries, I wouldn’t have to keep a literal courtyard fountain in between us—
*Avery & Burke watching on the sidelines*
Lyra: How long has this been going on?
Ignotus (sighing): About ten minutes.
Lyra: Isn’t it your job to intervene in these sort of situations?
Ignotus (waving around a sandwich): I’M EATING MY LUNCH! Evans can survive for ten more minutes without me.
*Harry & Tom still circling*
Lyra: It’s kinda hypnotizing if you stare at it. Like two koi fish in a pond.
Ignotus: I’m about to lock them in a broom closet! It’s been two weeks of this! Two weeks, Burke! I got better things to be doing than being a literal cockblock.
Lyra: That would interfere with the pool.
Ignotus: I. Don’t. Care. Are you in or not?
Lyra (knowing she’d win the betting pool if she agrees): I’m in.
#udlttom#tomarry#time travel au#harry potter#tom riddle#tomarry fanfic#dialogue draft#ignotus avery#lyra burke#lock em in a broom closet & maybe they’ll kiss#of course Slytherin has a betting pool on the future of this relationship
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Chapter 3 (out of 4), "Thonk", of my Kiss Bet fic, "A Gallery of Mishaps"I'm writing is posted!
Summary:
Oliver returns Sara Lin's notebook and accidentally lets something slip. A sort of confession??
#the kiss bet webtoon#the kiss bet#sara lin#oliver yang#olivara#olivara fic#the kiss bet fanfic#webtoon fanfic#yes im adding a chapter oops
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The real Jedediah Smith got attacked by a bear and had a scar on his face. So does Jed in NATM have a scar too
#I wrote this into my fanfic and I want this headcanon spoken to the masses#i bet our jed uses his hair to cover it like the real jed did#and i bet octavius gives it kisses#night at the museum#natm#jedtavius#natm jedediah#natm octavius
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7 Sentence Sunday
I taking the open invitation from @thotpuppy to share a small peice of writing online for the first time in at least a decade! So hear is an excerpt from Hot and Heavy
"I just don't want to make you uncomfortable or rush you," he said quietly.
"Well, I'm not uncomfortable," she stated matter of factly.
"You're not?" he said as he locked eyes with her.
"I'm not. I was actually upset that you were trying to leave again. I thought I was doing something wrong but I guess it was kind of the opposite," she laughed and then averted her gaze, "It's actually kind of flattering. I uh… didn't know you felt that way about me."
#dont look at this on the web its hideous and Im too kazy to fix it#Olivara#the kiss bet#the kiss bet webtoon#oliver yang#the kiss bet fan fic#webtoon fanfic#fanfic#mermaid blubs
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Feels So Good To Be Us
Written by: buddiesmutslut
Rating: Not Rated
Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Category: M/M
Fandom: 9-1-1 (TV)
Relationships: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), past Evan "Buck" Buckley/Abby Clark - Relationship
Characters: Evan "Buck" Buckley, Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV), Abby Clark, Maddie Buckley, Howie "Chimney" Han, Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Henrietta "Hen" Wilson, Karen Wilson
Additional Tags: Evan "Buck" Buckley Loves Eddie Diaz, Buckley-Diaz Family (9-1-1 TV), Getting Together, First Kiss, There is not enough, Abby Clark Bashing, in the fandom so here I am, I think Abby is the worst in canon and we don't talk about it enough, smug eddie diaz, Pre-Relationship Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz, Post-Episode: s03e18 What's Next? (9-1-1 TV), Eavesdropping, accidentally, Team as Family, Bets & Wagers, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Petty Eddie Diaz (9-1-1 TV)
Words: 5481
Summary:
After finding Abby during the train crash and then not hearing from her, Buck resolves himself to the fact that he may never know what happened to end their relationship, and he has more or less come to terms with it.
Imagine his surprise when she shows up at the firehouse at lunch time days later to thank the team in person for everything they do. After securing an invitation to lunch, she has a confrontation with Eddie that Buck accidentally overhears, and several confessions are made.
What will Buck choose?
#buddie#911#911 on abc#buddie fanfic rec#buddie fanfiction#first kiss#getting together#not rated#abby clarle bashing#118 crew as family#bets and wagers#petty eddie diaz#canon divergence#s3e18 what's next#evan buckley loves eddie diaz#buckley diaz family#smug eddie diaz#pre relationship buddie
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i just happened to be doing other things not related to the heart killers today when i thought about this line in particular:
where fadel tells bison that he's selective and not easy like his brother, and that could mean many things. maybe they are talking about a person that betrayed bison's trust somehow, maybe he was cheated on by a past lover, maybe he just wears his heart on his sleeve.
but here here i am, praying to the jojo gods that i'll finally get my playboy khaotung. i've been waiting for him to kiss as many lips as he possible can since only friends when he was nominated as the resident fuck boy, and then he proceeded to only manage to kiss mew and get into a situationship with sand for the most part of the show.
and yes, i know the kantbison thing will probably start happening very early on, but maybe, in a round of introduction of the characters we can see him "being easy unlike his brother who's a lot more guarded", yk.
#:: babbling bibs#th: the heart killers#people are going around saying uh kantfadel should kiss#WHAT ABOUT STYLEBISON#style looks like the most flirtatious annoying little shit i bet he'll get along well bison#they can annoy fadel together#and kiss too bc why not#also just saying but every fanfic writer has been using bi as a nickname for bison#and in my head he's bisexual until the show comes out to prove me wrong#and also disclaimer just bc i don't want people @ me telling me i'm wrong i'm just playing around with the very little info we have#it's for fun
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There is this one everyone-is-alive fanfic on Pixiv that starts with Z Broly grumbling alone in his cave until Turles arrives and tells him that there is a party with with a bunch villains in the city and that he should come too, of course Broly tells him he isn't interested at all and he should just go away, but then Turles adds "oh well too bad cuz Kakarot is also coming" and before he can even finish Broly GRABS TURLES' HEAD AND SPRINTS TO PARTY
#honestly it's like a really funny scene#the whole fanfic is#raditz and bardock are drunk af#turles mocking broly like 'eh eh i bet you never kissed anyone >:)'#frieza cell and goku having some Boy Talk and chatting#my post
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And If You Kiss Somebody, Then Both of You'll Get Practice
Rating: Teen
Pairing: Ayaka/Yoimiya
Summary: A friendly game of Spin the Bottle leaves our two lovely ladies spinning, overwhelmed with their feelings for each other until they can't help but confront them.
“Ayaka’s up next!” Lumine turned and handed her the bottle. “Are you okay with this?” Everyone else was busy chatting while they waited, allowing Yoimiya to observe the conversation across from her.
Lumine leaned in close to whisper something, but Ayaka took a deep, shaky breath and grabbed the bottle with a determined expression on her face. Yoimiya was happy to see her taking a chance.
“Thank you Lumi, it’s okay. It will be fun, right?”
“Right.”
One of their new friends from the Irodori Festival, Venti, had suggested the game. And since everyone was still in town, it seemed like a fun, if slightly scandalous way to pass an evening. Lumine had given Venti a very sharp look when he suggested it, but after everyone was sworn to secrecy, they agreed to play.
Calx had gone first, getting General Gorou. He blushed furiously but honored the rules of the game, blushing redder still after the artist’s lips grazed his own. Sangonomiya-sama was just as red, watching the whole thing unfold with wide eyes.
Venti had been next, getting none other than Lumine. He gave her a sly smile and leaned in, kissing her on the cheek in a way that was so tender, it was almost too much to watch. Normally quite composed, Lumine was blushing as she sat back down, hiding her fluster behind a sip of dandelion wine.
Finally it was Ayaka’s turn. She leaned forward and gave the bottle a sharp spin before kneeling, her posture perfectly tense. After an eternity, it began to slow until it landed back on Ayaka.
“Go again! Go again!” Zhenyu chanted.
“No, if it lands on the person who spun it, you just use the other end to choose, which means…” Venti pointed first to the bottle and then followed the imaginary line to the person sitting across from Ayaka.
“Hey, that’s me!” Yoimiya giggled. “If that’s okay with Ayaka of course, but I don’t mind!” She could feel a little flutter of hope in her heart, but she tried her best to tamp it down. This was supposed to be fun, there’s no sense in letting her feelings get the better of her.
“Th-that’s the rules right?” Ayaka looked at Venti and he simply smiled and took a sip of wine.
Yoimiya got up and brushed her hands on the sides of her thighs before holding one out to Ayaka. “C’mere.”
She helped Ayaka to her feet. Her nervousness was plain as day, between her light blue eyes darting back and forth, and the sakura pink dusting her cheeks. It hurt Yoimiya to see her so anxious, so she improvised.
“My lady,” she bowed deeply, holding Ayaka’s hand up so she could press her lips to the bare skin of her fingers, just below the edge of her gloves. She looked up as she did, and seeing the gratitude in Ayaka’s expression, she knew she made the right call. Yoimiya tried not to think about how soft her skin was, or stare at the way she bit her lower lip, wanting to feel the plush softness for herself.
Both women quickly sat back down. Yoimiya knew she did the right thing, but she couldn’t help feeling a little disappointed. Ayaka was still flustered in spite of the save and merely stared at her hands in her lap.
The game kept the night lively, but only resulted in a few more rounds. Eventually people started to lose interest, so Yoimiya stood up with a stretch. “We should probably call it a night, there’s so much to do at the festival tomorrow so we’ll need our sleep!”
She turned to ask Ayaka if she wanted company going home, but a new voice cut in.
“My lady!” Thoma stood next to Ayaka with an endearing smile, “how was your evening?”
“Thoma!” She blushed an even prettier shade of pink, her gaze resting on Yoimiya for just a moment before she turned back to him. “It was lovely, everyone had so much fun.”
“Wonderful! Shall we head back?” He held out his arm and she looped hers through, the conversation between them too low for Yoimiya to hear. She sighed softly and walked towards the docks to wait for the next boat back to Narukami Island.
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With the whirlwind events at the end of the Irodori Festival, Yoimiya barely had time to think about what happened, and thanks to their festival duties, she and Ayaka barely crossed paths. Finally, a few weeks later, she spotted Thoma and Ayaka strolling through Hanamizaka. Yoimiya was excited, and moved towards them with her usual enthusiasm. She then realized Ayaka wouldn’t look at her, and her stomach sank.
Ever perceptive, Thoma glanced around, finally settling on the blacksmith’s stall. “My lady, didn’t you need to speak to Hajime?”
Ayaka nodded and quickly went to the stand. Once she had begun her conversation, he turned back to Yoimiya. “I have some festival matters to discuss with you, let’s walk to Nagonohara Fireworks together?”
“Yeah, I’m happy to help.” Yoimiya gave him a quizzical expression but followed him around to the side of the shop furthest from the street. “What’s going on?”
“I’m not sure.” He sighed and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Ever since the Irodori Festival, my lady has been distracted and forgetful. I was wondering if you knew what might be going on.”
She took a breath and then explained to Thoma what happened. Knowing he was already worried, she let him know right away that she took care of Ayaka. She made sure to conveniently leave off the detail where she wanted to kiss her so badly it hurt, the aching need filling her mind in every spare moment.
“I’m so glad!” He gave Yoimiya a quick hug, back to his usual, overgrown puppy self. “Archons, I was so worried ‘Miya!” A brief cloud of concern crossed his face. “Still though, I wonder what’s been troubling her. Hopefully she’ll feel better soon.” He gave Yoimiya an earnest look, “if she says anything to you, I don’t want to pry, but could you…”
Yoimiya wondered how she was going to ask Ayaka about her well-being if she wouldn’t even look at her, but that was a problem for another day. “Of course, if I hear anything you’ll be the first to know! But you should get back, she’s probably looking for you.”
“Oh jeez, you’re right. Well, thanks again ‘Miya!”
Thoma gave her a small wave before heading off. She could only hope in the meantime that whatever was troubling Ayaka would begin to ease, and their friendship could return.
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Giving Pops the thumbs-up, Yoimiya walked along the beach at Amakane Island and up the hill. She was surprised to hear about this festival the Narukami Shrine and Yashiro Commission were holding, given that it was so soon after the Irodori Festival. Still, she was happy to help with any celebration.
Yoimiya waved to the vendors and festival-goers as she made her way up the hill. The night was warm, and the humid air held the scent of festival snacks and sakura blossoms. She absentmindedly reached out for a firefly as she walked, only to have it spin off into the branches above her.
The icy blue-white hair at the top of the steps caught her attention first, but it was Ayaka’s relaxed, almost wistful demeanor that had Yoimiya caught off guard. She hated to disturb her, but the fireworks were due to start soon anyway.
“Ayaka?”
She nearly fell back in surprise before turning back to look, “Yoimiya? Oh! You usually watch the fireworks from here don’t you? That was rude of me to sit here, I’m so sorry. Let me just-”
“Hey.” Yoimiya placed her hand on her shoulder and she froze, looking up at her with wide eyes. “I don’t own this spot. Stay. Besides,” she plopped down next to Ayaka, “it’s always nice to have company.”
Between the imminent fireworks, Ayaka’s tension, and her own heart, Yoimiya couldn’t stay silent for long.
“I’m sorry about what happened at the Irodori Festival.” She couldn’t bear to look at Ayaka
“What do you mean?”
“I figured you’ve been avoiding me because maybe you were uncomfortable.”
Ayaka fiddled with the ties on her belt. “The apology should be mine. You were very kind, and I’ve let my own feelings get in the way of things.” She let out a shaky sigh. “It’s silly, but I had this notion that I would finally have my first kiss. And when the bottle landed on you, I…”
Yoimiya looked at Ayaka, feeling anxious, hopeful, with that lingering dread of rejection lurking around the edges. She swallowed before replying, “what about me?”
Mortified, Ayaka waved her hands in front of her, “no, it’s nothing. Please, forget I said anything.” She moved to stand up.
“Ayaka.” Yoimiya took her hand. “Please?”
“I thought that you would be my first kiss. And I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it since that night. I’m sorry!”
The ocean waves beneath them echoed the emotions rushing through Yoimiya, the steady thrum of possibility wearing down her hesitation like water over stone. “Ayaka, do you want me to kiss you?”
“I think-”
“Don’t think. Just tell me what you want.” Yoimiya kneeled next to her, quickly dimming the nearby lantern before gently tipping Ayaka’s chin in her direction as she leaned just a little closer. “Well?”
Soft and pleading, Ayaka replied, “yes.” Leaning one hand against the tree trunk behind them, she finally kissed her. It was everything she could have hoped for, with Ayaka’s lips as soft as they looked, sweet as Tricolor Dango.
In spite of her Vision and nickname, Ayaka was warm, melting underneath her as their lips connected again and again. Their tongues teasing, tracing their lips, learning the taste of each other, the shape and feeling of their own fitful desire.
Yoimiya pulled away, panting, a thrill in her heart seeing Ayaka look right at her, gaze no longer avoiding but instead fixed steady, light blue eyes sparkling. She grabbed Ayaka’s face and kissed her with all her might, nearly falling over as she did, only to have the first firework of the night burst in the sky as soon as their lips touched.
Startled, they fell apart once more, staring for only a brief moment before another firework went off, and Yoimiya began to giggle, with Ayaka quickly joining her until both women were laughing and kissing and holding onto each other as the sky filled with ephemeral light.
- - -
Yae sat on the seaside cliffs of Byakko Plain, watching the festival with a pleased smile. She smelled the scent of apples and wine on the wind even before her companion settled next to her.
“I’m surprised you remembered our wager.”
“Ehe, I believe I’m owed a bottle of sake, am I not?”
She sipped her own sake and let out a short laugh. “I think it is you who owes me a bottle of dandelion wine. Who do you think suggested this festival in the first place?”
“That may be true, but it was my game where they first made contact.”
They stared at each other briefly, but Yae spoke first. “Then perhaps we have both won.”
“An agreeable set of circumstances.” He took the sake from Yae as he handed over his own bottle. “I should make wagers like this more often.”
“Bold of you to assume you’d win so easily next time, or have you forgotten how clever foxes can be?”
“Guuji Yae, I am the embodiment of the changeable winds of freedom and the cleverest bard in Mondstadt.” Another set of fireworks filled the night sky and he sat down next to her. “I may not be opposed to another friendly bet, but perhaps that can wait for another day. Tonight, let us drink,” he nodded gratefully as she passed him his own sakazuki, “to old friends, and new love.”
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