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Takarada Rikka ; Gridman Universe ☆ Good Smile Company
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fanart I wanted to do after ep 10 of YOI but didn’t have time for back then, but I guess it fits after ep 12 too
Victor and Yuuri marvelling at their new “lucky charms“
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‘I want it that way’
So inspired by the artwork posted by @mirrorshards that made me write this. (I hope it is all right.)
For @flashfictionfridayofficial with the prompt #FFF249 Open your eyes
And for @fluffbruary April 14 : coffee | florist | vision prompt
Fandom: Brave Bang Bravern
Pairing: Ao Isami x Lewis Smith
Number of words: 576
Ten minutes. Roughly. As soon as Lewis put on his Tricolour shirt, tentacle-like hands grabbed him from behind. The owner’s hands belonged to one Ao Isami, whose jet-black hair suddenly grew like daggers sprouting from his head. Lewis played with it, pulling it gently, letting his fingers savour its texture. Despite its appearance, the strands were so soft to the touch.
“Isami… I am not leaving you…” The American lieutenant assured Isami. On the surface, Lewis wanted to appear tough and cool. But deep inside, he was so grateful of Isami’s turnaround. He cherished it, preferred that Isami would stay that way. In truth, it’d break Lewis’ heart if he were forced to leave the Japanese officer again behind.
“You say that and then you go poof!” The shorter man mumbled on Lewis’ neck. Like a small affectionate dog, Isami began to lick the exposed skin of his nape and sniffed.
Lewis noticed his—Darn, Can he say it now?—lover’s eyes that remained close during the amorous proceeding.
“Isami, open your eyes! Look at me.” Lewis ordered him.
Isami shook his head. His hair tickled Lewis. The fear that the American would vanish from his vision concerned him. He then turned around and hugged the dark-haired man before him. So tight that the two of them couldn’t breathe anymore.
“Nope. No can do. What if you disappeared again?” Is this the stoic Isami that Hibiki and Miss Miyu used to tell me about?
“I am not going anywhere, Isami. Never will I do that. Besides, it wasn’t what I wanted. If I could, I would survive. But.. Isami, I came back, didn’t I?”
“You did! And I was grateful for it. Captain Satake wanted to talk to us. There might be examinations and lotsa interviews that I don’t care about. But.. but I am not in the mood for all of it.”
Just in time when the intercom at Smith’s room rang. The American dragged Isami with him still holding his waist to answer it.
“Colonel King wants to see us too. Come on, Isami, we have to see them now,” If Lewis could, he would stay with Isami in bed forever. Speaking of bed, they might ask the procurement officer to… oh well.
“Promise me, Lewis, please promise me that you won’t do a disappearing act again,” Isami held his face.
“Not going anywhere… won’t go anywhere…” Lewis kissed him full on the lips, their first time in this dimension, where Lewis as human again. The memories on the beach resurfaced. New lovers under the moon, blessed by the bonfire.
“Get this, Isami, I will stay with you. With Lulu. God knows that girl needs us. But only if you want me to.”
Isami didn’t reply instead he held him more tightly. They stayed like that for a few minutes until Lewis bit his ear gently.
“Come on, love, they are waiting for us. I guess, we have so much explanaining to do.” He stood up, arranged his shirt and his trousers too. Wouldn’t get caught with this condition, no way.
“Isami! Let’s!” He held his hand to Isami, who wasn’t convinced.
“All right, let’s get this over with. Then I want to stay in bed all day.”
Lewis laughed.
“If you want to!” The two of them walked together hand in hand knowing that it would be the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.
~ fin ~
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tim and bernard who break up and it's nothing big, no one cheated or anything. it's just their lifestyles didn't work out well together. tim cannot give up vigilantism currently and bear cannot handle the level of danger tim puts himself in. and on the other hand, tim cannot handle the fact that bear chooses to run into danger as an emt bc he already worries about everything but now he has to worry if he'll find his boyfriend convulsing from fear gas in a random alley but also bear who felt the life drain out of darla cannot stand the thought of not helping people and runs headfirst into dangerous situation after dangerous situation hoping that every person he saves can somehow make up for the fact that he could not save darla.
(he very pointedly does not think about the fact that there was nothing he could do because if he thinks about that, he'll spiral until they have to lock him in arkham too)
and so they break up but they were tim & bernard in high school and when they started dating they balanced out the worst of each other and they became tim&bernard. and everyone who knows them, knows that they're better together but they cant be together, they refuse actually because they cannot lose another person to the violence of gotham and by the time they figure out that they cant work together as long as the other is an emt or vigilante, it's too late for both them. they've already left too many pieces of themselves in each other.
tim still knows what bear means when he says "tim" in that exasperated voice. tim still goes boneless when he hears bear say "baby" in that firm tone. bear can still read tim like a book. he still knows the right way to massage tim's neck so that tim can go to sleep. everyone at the first responders gala knows not to bother ceo drake-wayne and senior emt dowd when they're talking.
(and if they're standing a little too close to each other than what is normal, who are they to judge? everyone knows that dowd and drake-wayne have history)
and if everyone on the night shift has caught red robin with his head tucked into the crook of emt dowd's neck as emt dowd runs a soothing hand up and down the vigilante's back, well then, they just quietly back away.
(after all, dowd's one of like, five, emts that can get the bats to receive medical treatment so if turning a blind eye to whatever the fuck they have going on is what allows them to give back to their heroes, then the night shift will do it every time)
and of course, tim and bear are practical people. they loved (love) each other sure, but when your lives are fundamentally incompatible, well, you cant get too stuck on the what-ifs, that's for sure. and so they do find love with other people and yeah, maybe it's not what they expected love to be when they first fell in love with each other. it's not the bubbly, stomach-swoopy, cant stop grinning, feeling that permeated tim&bernard's early days or the i Know you/you Know me that was their middle or the quiet despair that was their end but it is contentment. and in a life with as many losses as theirs, contentment is something they hold dearly
and they're happy! truly! but sometimes, at galas when they're making each other snort champagne out their noses or in darkened alleyways when their clothes are both stained with blood or at rallies for stricter gun regulations in gotham where they both sit too close to each other, fingers enclosed around each other in a death grip, when the presenters inevitably bring up grieves
(worst school shooting in gotham in decades, there's blood on their hands and blood in their mouths and darla is dead in between both of them and there is a chasm so wide that they are screaming to get their voices across and she will always be dead and maybe this had always been the problem that she is dead and there is no coming back from that and that there is blood on their hands and blood in their mouth and blood on their han-)
but sometimes, most especially on opposite sides of the street, as life pulls them in different directions, just sometimes, they see each other and just for a second, nothing too long, the flap of a hummingbird's wings, the time it takes to blink, an electron's orbital, they look at each other and for the briefest moment, blue on brown, a barely noticeable stutter in their steps, the space between heartbeats, because this is all they will give themselves because they do not dwell on what-ifs or what-could-have-beens, or what-should-have-beens, or delusions of a softer world, their eyes meet and they think to themselves, god, in another life, i would have really liked just doing laundry and taxes with him.
#op im melting wth#this is so OOGH AAUUUUGH#im so soft (and sad)#big fan of darla haunting the narrative#timbern
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on the one hand, extremely funny to get told “get help” by a fortune cookie, on the other, i can’t believe betterhelp has breached influencers and podcasters and started getting fortune cookies to shill for them
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Are you an advocate for censorship?
is this because i said not to use the r slur
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Couldn’t resist when I saw THIS post by @freakly-fungi
Tim clothe’s thief confirmed, none of Bernard’s clothes are safe.
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MARIA ALEKSEEVA Dress
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next on ep 11: tfw when ur fiance kisses ur ring for good luck (and activates ur gold medal mode)
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i'm picking him up like he's loot dropped on the dungeon floor for being too annoying and putting him in my pocket
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If there's any character in this world who suffers from literary Ken-ification it's Patroclus. Especially in the zeitgeist of today (thanks tsoa), it's always Achilles AND Patroclus, never just Patroclus. Who is he? Why does he exist? He is Achilles' boyfriend! What's his job? Death! In the sense that he just. Dies. That's just his job now. Death. Death and Achilles' boyfriend. That's it.
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