“They don’t forget. They tell each other who to look after and who to watch out for. Inej,” Kaz said, gesturing out to the harbor with the head of his cane, “look.”
She raised the long glass and peered back down at the harbor, at the passengers disembarking, but the image was blurry. Reluctantly, she released his hand. It felt like a promise, and she didn’t want to let go. She adjusted the lens, and her gaze caught on two figures moving down the gangplank. Their steps were graceful, their posture straight as knife blades. They moved like Suli acrobats.
Spontaneous Word Association Games happen all the time, usually when they’re bored or doing nothing important.
Usually Patton starts off by randomly shouting something like, “Silver!” then points to the nearest person with his sunshiny grin, “Now you!”
And then Roman’s grinning triumphantly, proudly yelling out, “Gold!”
And Virgil joins in with a slight sigh and the bare hint of a smile, “Iron?”
And Logan adjusts his glasses slightly and says, “Oganesson.”
And the others just turn to stare bewilderedly, “What?”
And Logan tilts his head quizzically, “We were naming Elements of the Periodic Table, correct?”
A bit of a confused silence, but it breaks when Patton just laughs and nods happily and agreeably, and gives them all cheerful thumbs up. They share a bit of a moment of contentment and camaraderie, before they each go back to what they were doing before.
Another time, they’re just sitting on the sofa, doing their own thing. Logan’s reading something, Roman’s neatly swiveling a rose between his fingers, Virgil’s with his headphones, and they’re all sitting together. And Patton walks in, and calls out cheerfully, “Roman!”
Roman raises a questioning brow, until Patton finger guns at him rapidly, with a joking wink and his grin, “Now you!!”
“Oh!” He realizes, then jokingly elbows at the aspect next to him, sing-songing, “Virgil!”
Virgil jerks his head slightly in the direction of logic, tiniest quirked grin while he rolls his eyes, as he responds, “Logan.”
Logan nods understandingly, and looks to the last side with a slight smile, “And then Patton.”
Patton nods back vigorously, plopping down in the middle of everyone on the couch. There’s silence, and everyone’s starting to go back to what they were doing, but then Patton gives one last one to finish, hugging them all tightly, “Family.”
Richie is really big on showing affection towards Eddie. He loves kissing his temple and holding his hand and having Eddie sit in his lap so he can wrap his arms around him. He loves telling Eddie how cute he is or how much he likes his outfit or his cute little nose or his eyes. He’ll kiss the back of Eddie’s neck or rest his chin on Eddie’s shoulder or head. Eddie was a little nervous about it at first but now he eats it up. He loves all the attention.
Eddie shows his affection in more subtle ways. He’ll run his hands through Richie’s hair whe he’s perched on the boys lap, he’ll adjust his shirt or shirt collar, he’ll play with Richie’s fingers when they hold hands, he’ll carry things like a spare pair of glasses for Richie or a bag of skittles (Richie’s favorite candy) in case his boyfriend ever craves them or is sad and needs something to cheer him up. Mostly Eddie just likes to be close to Richie, most commonly in his lap or nestled into his side with Richie’s arm around him.
They show their love for each other in different ways but they both adore each other equally.
I have a desperate need for content about Mary and Damien being BFFs.
Imagine them in college together, even being roommates. Mary, younger and wild and vivacious. Definitely a party girl, but also possibly a religion major, just a little bit intimidating to most people she meets. Damien, the computer science major, painfully awkward and shy and struggling to define himself, constantly impressed with how well she navigates both of those things. Mary trying to bring him out of his shell, encouraging him to be himself. Damien being someone genuine and comforting to talk to when her other friends or the pressure of living in two totally different worlds got exhausting. They feel each other’s pain and encourage each other, and help out at their local animal shelter.
Do you think she ever had to destroy someone in the past for breaking her special boy’s heart? Do you think he ever gave her a makeover, making her laugh by pointing out Victorian gowns that were absolutely her color? Do you think she ever made the same mistake as MC, showing him a horror movie and then comforting him for the rest of the night? Do you think he ever sighed and adjusted his glasses as he promised, yet again, to fix her computer (but only if she’d come with him to the art gallery so he’d have someone to talk to and wouldn’t feel as awkward)?
Do you think she was there for his Naruto phase? Did SHE have a Naruto phase? Maybe they go back farther than college. Maybe they were friends through their teen years, through all of the embarrassing, awkward, growing-up times.
Do you think she was the first one he came out to?
Just… Give me all of the Mary and Damien BFF headcanons.
Can I get a hc of the losers first day of high school pretty pleaase?🖤
ok this is so cute?? i have no clue how the american school system works so uh if theres any mistakes I’m sorry lmao also i got carried away so this is a lot less specific than i intended but i hope its ok!
over the summer, mike decided to tell his granddad that as much as he loves him and the farm, he really wants a formal education
he’s skeptical at first but he sees how passionate mike is about it so he lets him do what he wants with his future
as long as mike still helps out on the farm on weekends and tries his absolute best
not that thats a problem, because mikey is so worried about letting his granddad down, and buying all the supplies was hell expensive and this boy is DETERMINED to pay him back
bev moved back to derry with some old family friends who offered to take her in after her aunt had a baby and was struggling with the two of them
losers high school reunion? is oN
so first day of school rolls around, and all seven losers get up early so they can cycle there together and see each other properly
they have like a whole fucking hour before class starts though, because eddie was so insistent that they could under nO CIRCUMSTANCES be late on their first day
so they sit outside while bev n richie share a cig for old times sake, and talk about everything and nothing
and its like they’ve never been apart
bill worked on his stammer so much over the summer, and even tho he’s still got it, the confidence he gained just like RADIATES off him
and stan is like… wow. who’s this proud and gorgeous boy??? what the fuck.
(he’s secretly whipped.)
stan’s about the same height as richie now and still as lanky
but his curls have grown out a bit so they flop around his face a bit and cover some of his scars, and bill thinks he looks like a beautiful jewish angel
(he does not tell him this.)
ben grew a lot during the summer, so even though he’s still nice n chubby he’s a lot stronger now and looks far more intimidating
(he’s still a massive soft nerd who listens to NKOTB and writes poems)
even tho bev’s only been gone like…two years, she looks so much more grown up and ben is fLOORED
she still wears the key necklace she’s had for years
but her hair has grown out to her shoulders
and she’s swapped her grubby dungarees for perfectly tailored dresses and vintage shirts (adjusted and sewn herself)
and she just looks a bEAUTY
richie? exactly the fucking same. the first words outta his mouth are an inappropriate joke, and his glasses are still crooked as hell.
to bev’s distress, he doesn’t seem to have developed a sense of style either
not that he even cARES because he’s uhhh fully in love with his new boyfriend eddie
(they finally got together on the squad-minus-bev camping trip over the summer)
when bev sees them holding hands? she’s not even surprised bc its about fucking tIME these morons grew some balls and asked each other out
eddie looks almost the same, except without the fanny packs.
(he still carries a first aid kit in his bag though he’s not stupid)
and he’s now fully embraced his aesthetic of Pastel Prince
ben and mike (the only two losers who’ve signed up to a fuck ton of electives and honours placements) finally head off to AP calculus
bev and bill go to their visual arts class, and stan, eddie and richie go to history.
stan is nOT HAPPY because now he has to sit through these two being soppy and richie fucking about and he doesn’t even have bill with him
on their way to their next class, some asshole trips mike in the corridor and shouts some racist shit
mike is trying to quietly collect his things and walk away, because he knows damn well what will happen if he tries to retaliate against this dumb white kid
but soft nerd ben just steps right up to the guys face, and fucking stares him down.
mike knows ben wouldn’t hurt a fuckin fly but in the face of all 170lbs of him, the other twat just like… backs the hell away
mike and ben have an unbreakable bond after that, and are always lookin out for each other
private losers club lunch table? uh yeh i think so
eddie and stan bring their own packed lunches every day
(so stan knows it’s kosher and eddie isn’t worried about food hygiene)
stan makes sure he sits next to bill on the first day and makes up some dumb excuse
“no bill i can’T sit over there richie chews so loudly”
bill doesn’t mind one bit
eddie and richie are also sitting next to each other, bickering and hand holding under the table
bev is next to her partner in crime richie, showing him new wave punk bands he’ll like
ben is opposite bev, chatting about their time since she left derry
mike sits next to his new homeboy ben
mikey is so obessed with proving himself that he signs up for every elective he can, and does clubs most days
no one knows how he maintains a top 10% gpa on top of helping at the farm but when he aces his SATs in senior year everyone is so damn proud
he plays on the football team and sits on the student council with ben
as a senior, he founded the school’s Equality Programme, helping more POC and LGBT students reach their full potential
bill joined the journalism club and by junior year he’s in charge of the school paper
stan spends a lot of time in the print room with bill because it’s quiet
he does a lot of the photography for the paper as well
but mostly it’s so he gets a chance to chat with him and chill out together
stan finally gets bev to help him ask bill to senior prom
he makes a whole fake news article with cute photos he’s taken and slides it into his locker one day
Oh man imagine if Mags walked in on Kara doing Lena, and the whole "how do I tell my girlfriend that her sister is fucking a Luthor" crisis that ensues
They’ve been having lunch every couple of weeks since Maggie
Since Maggie had brought her an apology bag of donuts –
having gleaned the intel from Kara that Lena secretly appreciates the fried
sugary dough – and they’d accidentally discovered they’d had a lot to talk
At first, nerd stuff. Science stuff, tech stuff, police
Then, their Danvers girls.
And, Maggie suspected, Lena did, indeed, think of Kara as
her Danvers girl.
She didn’t know if Kara knew it – hell, she didn’t even know
if Lena herself knew it – so she said nothing about it.
She said nothing about it, that is, until Alana –
something’s off about her, Maggie thinks to herself, and files it away for
things to bring up with Lena at lunch – lets her into Lena’s office when she
absolutely shouldn’t have.
Because Lena’s legs are open and her head is tilted back and
a blonde woman with fantastic arms is standing between her legs, holding her up
with ease against her desk, a reddish glow bathing the office as the blonde’s
lips trace their way up Lena’s throat, and –
Shit shit shit shit shit fuck damn dear god Kid Danvers
isn’t such a kid after all.
Because the blonde currently fucking Lena senseless against
Is Kara Danvers.
Kara whispers something in Lena’s ear that makes Lena gasp
and claw at her back, that makes Maggie infinitely grateful that she doesn’t
have her girlfriend’s little sister’s superhearing.
Her girlfriend’s little sister.
She slips out of Lena’s office and she gives Alana a stiff
nod, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing shock on her face, of
seeing anything out of the ordinary on her face. Because she’d definitely known
exactly what was going on in that office, and she’d her walk in anyway.
She texts Winn to pull up files on her.
And then she texts Lena.
Hey – I am so sorry, I’m all tied up at the precinct –
could we reschedule for tonight? Six? At the bar?
And then she texts Kara.
Hey Little Danvers – meet me at six, at the bar?
She grins and shakes her head when, half hour later, they
both respond with a certain overeagerness that Maggie recognizes all too well
from her post-orgasm text checks.
She grins again when, that night, Kara’s eyes fly wide when
she sees Maggie sitting with Lena in the bar.
“I – it – Lena! Hi! Maggie didn’t say you were going to be
here, I – hi! How, um… how are you?”
She adjusts her glasses and she shifts her body like she’s
not sure whether to go in for a hug, a kiss, or to run away. Or better, to fly
“Have a seat, Little Danvers,” Maggie nudges out a stool
“What’s this about, Detective?” Lena asks, back to
formalities and back ramrod straight, terror growing in her eyes.
Maggie shakes her head and gives the softest smile she knows
“Relax, Luthor. This isn’t an ambush, it’s just… Kara, you
gotta tell your sister. She might have preconceptions about Luthors, but she
trusts you, Kara, and Lena, you’re… you’re not your mother. Or your brother. If
anyone can get her head around that, it’s Alex. And Kara, you… you deserve to
not go through this whole liking girls thing alone. Or… only with your
girlfriend. Okay? Alex should know. And Lena, I can be your… person. If you
want to talk about… things.”
Kara and Lena fumble for words, exchange a glance, Lena
sitting back tensely and Kara furiously adjusting her glasses. Lena remembers
verbal communication first.
“And how did you come to the conclusion that there are…
things… that Kara and I should be discussing? With her sister and with you?”
Maggie blinks and Maggie sighs, knowing she’ll never – try
as she might – get that image out of her mind.
“You know what, let’s not focus on that. Let’s focus on,
congratulations! You two look like you make each other really happy! And I
don’t want you to have to hide it. And let’s be honest here, I don’t want to
have to hide it from Alex. I want to go on double dates instead, and do all the
cutesy double date things that queer women get up to, like… like bowling!”
“Bowling,” Lena deadpans, and Kara just laughs before sobering and asking,
“You’re not mad?”
“Why the hell would I be mad?”
“Because I… because we…”
“A Luthor and a Super? Kara, you gotta know me better than –
The rest of Maggie’s words are lost, choked off by the
strength of Kara’s arms around her body, by Kara’s sobbing relieved tears into
“Kara, sweetie, there are no red sun lamps in here, surely
you don’t want to come out to your sister by means of accidentally breaking her
Kara squeals out a series of apologies and Maggie exhales
carefully, rubbing her ribs and wheezing her thanks at Lena.
“I’m happy for you, Little Danvers. And for you, Lena. Our Danvers
Lena blushes as Kara slips her hand into hers, her heart
slamming and her head spinning, because she’s not ashamed to be with me, she’s
not ashamed to be seen with me, she’s not ashamed, she’s not ashamed, she’s not
hihihi i love ur neighbor au SO MUCH the shownu had me dyiNG it's so accurate, and the spicy changkyun one BOI i died anyways can i possibly ask for the last of the series, a cute hyungwon one?? Thank u and bless u :')
owns a one room apartment because it’s cheap and he doesn’t really need a kitchen,,,,when kihyun was helping him look at apartments hyungwon was just like “i need there to be room for a king sized bed.” and kihyun was like “oh but this place even has an extra closet it just costs a bit mo-” “kihyun,,,,,,,all i need is a place to sleep.”
has a full length mirror in the hallway and openly admits that he checks himself out in it. doesn’t openly admit that he’ll sometimes dance in front of it when he’s getting ready too
his brother begged him to not put up the photo of him when he first enlisted in the army but hyungwon,,,,being the person he is,,,,hung that photo right up next to his nightstand
but it’s cute,,,he hung up photos of his family alongside it because no matter what he misses them a lot
has a copy of every magazine he was a model in and keeps them in a stack on his bookshelf alongside a bunch of books on fashion and traveling,,,,,
every time his friends come over they pull out a magazine and tease hyungwon over his modeling but hyungwon’s like yall just mad because you’re not this beautiful
his coffeemaker is the most expensive thing in his apartment
has a mug that says ‘until this mug is empty, im not technically awake’,,,,it was a gift from minhyuk
fashionable hyungwon only exists in the streets. when he’s at home it’s big old t-shirt, froggy pajama pants, and froggy slippers,,,,,,,,i like to think he also owns a froggy pillow just because hyungwon + frogs is a meme or whatever but it’s also super cute,,,,,,,
wears glasses around the building and people don’t recognize who he is until he takes them off and they’re like OH it’s the model from floor eleven!!! and hyungwon is like slinking his way back to the elevator with very un-model like posture LOL
you’ve known ever since he moved in because when he was trying to get all his boxes up to his apartment
he was going at the most painstakingly slow speed,,,like literally one box at a time,,,,,and you felt bad watching this dude with his noodle arms try to move all by himself
so you offered to help and hyungwon had tried to say it was ok but then you’d lifted like three boxes and he was like you know what please do help me lol
and after you two were done you pointed at your door across the hall and you were like “im your neighbor, neighbors should help each other!! since i helped you today,,,,”
and you had looked him and down and hyugwon had tilted his head in confusion and you were like
“since i helped you today, promise me if i ever need your help idk,,,,since you’re so tall,,,,,fixing a lightbulb or something,,,you’ll help me? deal?”
and you’d stuck your hand out and hyungwon,,,,although usually unwilling to sign himself up to doing something aside from taking a nap,,,,had shook your hand back
and since then you’ve just you know,,,, been good neighbors to each other
you always see each other in the evening when you’re coming back from work and hyungwon will already have his glasses on and his hair a mess and you always giggle because he seems like the opposite of a model and he’ll just shrug because doesn’t he actually look better this way?
and it’s just very casual and friendly and you say goodbye to each other as you go into your apartments
but one night hyungwon notices that you’re not there when he’s waiting for the elevator but he shrugs it off because??? maybe you have overtime or you’re out with friends
but when he’s home, already laying down reading his favorite webtoon e looks at the time and it’s like,,,,close to midnight
and just to make sure you’re ok,,,he gets up and goes to knock on your door
deciding that he’d rather just make up some excuse how he ran out of toilet paper and isn’t just you know,,,,worried
but then??? you don’t answer
and hyungwon tells himself that he’s not worried and he’s not panicking over you,,,his neighbor,,,,,,who he obviOUSLY hasn’t been fond of since you helped him out,,,,,like haha what no,,,,
and that’s totally not the reason he goes outside of the building in his slippers at like 1am just to see if you’re coming home really late,,,,like noooo he’s going to the corner store to get himself a really super late night snack
and as he’s coming out of the store, untouched ice-cream in hand he sees you
and you’re just walking really slowly, yawning against your palm because your boss made you stay to finish up documents that aren’t even a part of your job and you just,,,, really want some sleep
and when you look over you see hyungwon,,,,in his froggy slippers with ice-cream and you’re like “hey,,,,why are you up this late?” and hyungwon just snorts because he’s like i could ask you the same thing
and you stick your tongue out but you’re like my devil of a boss made me do work that’s not even mine can you bELIEVE IT
and hyungwon is still holding that ice-cream,,,,his heartbeat finally settling down at the sight of your face
and you notice how he’s quietly just staring at you and you look down at his hand and you’re like “the ice-creams gonna melt???” and he’s like i don’t really care
and you’re like cool can i have it???? and you grab it and unwrap it and hyungwon can’t help but smile to himself and you’re like eating, the glum look on your face gone
and you and hyungwon get into the elevator and you’re like “so seriously, why are you up right now? you told me once you could sleep for like 29 hours!!!” and hyungwon is like i wanted a late night snack and you’re like dude,,,,,im eating your late night snack c’mon tell me the real reason
and hyungwon adjusts his glasses with his hand and looks away and you’re like ???????? and he’s like “sorry,,,i was worried,,,i guess,,,”
and you almost choke on your icecream because wait,,,,
hyungwon who could sleep through a thunderstorm, who forgot your first name for the first three months you knew each other, who as never told you he’s been worried about /anything/,,,,,,,,
hyungwon was worried about you?
and you get to your floor and you’re both silent but you’re like,,,,,well!!!don’t worry because im fine,,,,,,im gonna go sleep though~~ ok bye!!
and hyungwon sees you disappear inside without another word and he doesn’t really know what to think of it so he goes inside too
but you’re,,,,,,,standing in your hallway,,,,cheeks pink and you’re like wait,,,,does he,,,,,does he like me,,,,,,,,did he just not want to admit it,,,??
and in the morning you and hyungwon bump into each other and hyungwon is obviously acting awkward and you’re like “give me your phone” and he’s like huh
and you’re like “you said you were worried about me right, well here’s my number. just text me the next time you’re worried. plus,,,,,,,,i can text you if i ever get worried.”
and hyungwon’s looking at you in shock and you’re like ,,,,, getting a bit red and you’re like,,,,,,,heY we made a promise before about helping each other we can make the same promise about worrying too,,,,,that or you know,,,,,
and the door opens to the lobby but hyungwon doesn’t get out and neither do you and he’s like “,,,you know,,,what?” and you’re like,,,,,,you know,,,,,,how couples just worry about each other without a promise because you like the person so you worry oh god im rambling
and before you know it hyungwon leans in and presses his lips to yours and you’re like !!!!!!!! i guess,,,he agrees on the couple thing!!!!!!!!
but the doors close before either of you can get out and the elevator is going back up and you pull back and you’re like hYUNGWON im goinG TO be LATE for the bUS now,,,
and he shrugs and pulls you around the waist closer to him and he’s like more time for us to kiss-
and you’re like no no no you don’t get to kiss me since you made me late ):<
hyungwon: :’( ok ill kiss you after we both comeback from work
supercorp and coming out at game night? ft lucy saying “give me the 20, danvers” “you bet on us?!”??
After… everything, Lucy flew home to National City and Lena started coming to Game Night.
Because Lena and Kara had become even more inseparable, and because Lucy needed to be with her family.
It was strange for Alex, at first. Game Night had always been a more active version of Sisters’ Night; then, it was James and Winn, and sometimes Lucy, which started out feeling forced and uncomfortable and making Alex realize how little time she spent with people other than Kara outside of work, but then… then started feeling an awful lot like… well, like family.
Then, Maggie joined in – at Kara’s invitation, after Rick Malverne – which had been stressful and scary but ultimately, wonderful. And even more like family.
And now, with Lena, Alex is… cautious. Because what if Lena is angry with Maggie for arresting her? Alex has been unusually frightened of fights since the tank, because, after all, she got into that elevator alone after Maggie and Kara tore into each other…
Kara promises her that it’ll be fine, that Lena isn’t holding a grudge. That she needs a family, especially now, especially after the way she was played, the way she was used, the way she saved the Earth and was terrified that she’d have lost Kara in the process.
And… it is fine. More than fine, really.
Because Lena Luthor? Lena is funny. She and Winn won’t stop bringing little gadgets into the games to help them get the upper hand, won’t stop babbling, talking over each other, hands on each other, giggling in a way that Alex never imagined Lena Luthor could giggle, about the new tech they were working on, about the tech they wanted to dream up together.
Winn keeps whipping out napkins to write notes on for later, until Lena reminds him with an arched eyebrow that he could always use his phone.
Alex laughs as Lucy drinks, as James and Maggie whisper to each other. She leans into her little sister, who was also sitting back, taking it all in. Her family.
“You okay?” Alex nudges her, because she hasn’t been okay, lately. But around Lena, she seems… better. Happier. She even smiles and laughs, now.
Kara sighs and lets her head drop onto her sister’s shoulder. “Happy to be with everyone,” she tells her, and she doesn’t have to tell her the underlying implication.
That everyone is alive. Shockingly.
Alex nods quietly, and watches Lena’s eyes catch Kara’s. Feels Kara’s body sit up. Watches Lena bite her lip before looking away almost coyly.
Alex wonders for a moment if she’d hear Kara’s heartrate increase if she had Kara’s superhearing.
But she doesn’t have her superhearing, so she has to just wonder. Lucy and Maggie have their opinions, she knows, but she’s just waiting to hear it from Kara herself.
She doesn’t have to wait long.
Kara tells her before she tells everyone else.
Tells her that she’s bi. That she hadn’t said anything earlier because she didn’t know, and then because she didn’t want to take away from Alex’s own coming out. But she has to tell her now, because… well, because she and Lena are dating, but Alex can’t tell anyone yet, because Lena’s not ready, but Lena knows Kara is telling her and oh Alex, please don’t be angry with me –
Alex cuts her off with the longest, hardest hug they’ve shared in a while – while is saying something because their hugs have only grown lately – and promises not to say anything until Lena is ready.
Which turns out to be difficult, because Lena keeps coming to Game Nights. With everyone. Pretending not to be dating her little sister.
It amuses Alex, more than anything. Especially because Lucy and Maggie don’t officially know.
So she sits through over a month of weekly Game Nights – all featuring Lena in attendance, looser than Alex had ever imagined she could be, Lucy jabbing Alex in the ribcage every time Kara and Lena’s hands brush, catching Maggie and Lucy playing a silent drinking game based on Kara and Lena’s interactions – without being able to say anything.
Pretending she knows nothing.
Pretending she can’t bare to think about her little sister’s love and sex life, even though it’s almost all they’ve been talking about lately.
Pretending, that is, until Lena clears her throat and Kara nods and takes her hand.
Lucy practically spills her drink down her front.
“Um, guys?” Kara asks to the already silent room.
Silent, that is, except for Winn, who’s still scooting Toad through Bowser’s Castle, his whole body moving along with the controls.
They all wait, bemused, for him to notice that the only sound in the apartment is suddenly Mario Kart music. He pauses it and looks up.
“Wh – oh. Ohhhhhh.” He sees Kara and Lena’s hands, their fingers interlaced, and he purses his lips to contain his excitement.
“Guys, um… Lena and I wanted to tell you…” Kara adjusts her glasses, and Alex ignores Lucy’s persistent elbow at her side. “We’ve been seeing each other.” Another glasses adjustment. “Well, um, I mean, of course we’ve been seeing each other, I’m looking at her right now, I just… I really mean… Lena’s my girlfriend. And I’m her girlfriend.”
James smiles broadly at his folded hands, Winn reaches behind Alex to high five Maggie, and Lucy jumps up from her seat at the edge of the coffee table, knocking over a bowl of popcorn and utterly not caring.
“You owe me twenty bucks, Danvers!”
“You were betting on us?” Lena wants to know, and Alex shrugs with a laugh.
“Well, I wasn’t supposed to tell them that I knew, now was I?”
Kara and Lena nod, both grinning with relief, in concession, but Maggie and Lucy explode.
“You knew and you didn’t tell us?!”
“You let us play all those drinking games and you knew the whole time?”
“I thought we were friends!”
“I thought you were my fiancee!”
“I thought we were bonded for life after rescuing you from Cadmus – “
“To be fair, you also sent her there in the first place, Luce – “
“No one asked you, Olsen!”
“I love you, babe, but you’re totally sleeping on the couch tonight.”
It goes on, and on, and on, and Kara and Lena take the time to watch their friends bicker – bicker out of pure happiness that Kara is wearing that smile again, that they’ve gained another new family member again.
“Well, if I’d known the biggest problem anyone would have had with our relationship was a drinking game and a twenty dollar bet, I would have told them sooner,” Lena smiles into Kara’s lips, and the awwwwwwwwwww that rises from the Superfriends as they kiss is what finally ends the playful bickering.
A scenario of a reverse-harem situation of the Valentines day in P5 with Akira, Akechi (especially him <3), Ryuji and Yusuke (and maybe Mishima and/or Iwai if it doesn't get too long)? But instead of the girl already dating them, they are just all interested in her and realize they have competition and try to one-up each other (I like jealousy but hate cheating). She is oblivious and thinks they get along well. Bonus points if Yusukes says he wants to draw her nude in front of the other guys.
Absolutely none of them would do this but I love this idea so much?? hello host club Thank you for the prompt, and I hope you like it!
Note: I’ll be writing this in second person, so I hope you don’t mind!
WARNING: spoilers ahead. Please read at your own discretion.
“My dear, I… have something to tell you,” Akira stated softly, a desirous twinkle in his pitch-black eyes as he brushed your hair behind your ear. His fingertips caressed your cheek, the delicate sensation eliciting a tingly shudder from you. “I-”
“I beg your pardon, but what is the meaning of this?” Yusuke’s typically elegant cadence had now turned dark, the threatening edge slicing through the formerly romantic atmosphere like a blade through paper as the chime of Leblanc’s front door greeted him. A bouquet of hand-picked flowers was nestled in his pearly gloved hands, his steely orbs narrowing at the despicable sight of Akira attempting to enthrall you.
“I must concur with Kitagawa, I would like an explanation as well,” another voice demanded, his inflection as silky as his shoulder-length, chestnut hair that was currently fashioned into a neat ponytail.
“The hell’s Akechi doin’ here?!” Ryuji’s boisterous voice startled everyone as he burst through the door, and right as the door was about to click shut, a hand had halted any further movement.
“Jeez, Sakamoto… you could have at least held the door,” the owner of the hand complained, stepping through the entrance to reveal Mishima’s petite form. All of the boys present sported sleek suits of differing colors, and they sized each other up before diverting their gaze to Akira, who still had his palm gently pressed on your cheek.
Akira sealed his eyelids shut and chuckled triumphantly, retracting his hand from your face to adjust his jet-black glasses with his leather fingertips. “You’re all far too late… not that any of you would have had a chance in the first place.”
“Kurusu… of course you’d be here already,” Akechi vehemently commented, a menacing undertone tainting his soothing voice. “With all due respect, I feel that I am the only appropriate suitor for them-”
“Oh yeah? And why is that?” Ryuji growled, daring the detective to proceed as he stuffed his fists into his pockets.
Akechi sighed and shook his head, a gloved hand raised in exasperation. “It would be a waste of valuable time to explain it to delinquents and outcasts such as yourselves; however, a sophisticated person like them would understand without my clarification, and they are the sole person who truly matters at the moment.”
“Well, you’re not wrong… a-about them mattering, I mean. But if anyone is a good match for them, it’s me. The rest of you have way too many issues,” Mishima chided, his arms slowly crossing as he leaned back slightly.
“Anyone that says ‘kek’ out loud doesn’t get to lecture us.” Ryuji lurched toward the admin and intimidatingly loomed over him, his chocolate eyes squinted.
Yusuke practically teleported in front of you, kneeling on a single knee and warily clasping your hand, subsequently elevating the back of it to his lips where he pressed a sweet kiss, his steely gaze never relinquishing your own. “You look breathtaking as always, my angel, but I wonder how ethereal you would appear posing nude for me, vulnerable for my eyes only…” Chuckling, the artist abruptly rose to his feet and swept you into his lithe arms, astonishing you with his unforeseen strength. “Come, let us abandon these ruffians and create beautiful art together, with our eternal love as the paintbrush!”
“You pretentious bastard!” Ryuji bellowed, charging at Yusuke’s profile to tackle him to the ground. Fortunately, Akira had caught you before you could topple into the fray of wrestling men.
“And now you’re back in my arms,” Akira grinned affectionately, his porcelain face inches away from yours. You basked in the warmth of his coffee-stained breath, and he tenderly placed you down on your feet before continuing, “Just the way it’s meant to be.“ Akira tugged you by the waist and descended his mouth to your ear, his voice husky as he whispered, “Now, what do you say we enjoy our Valentine’s Day… alone?”
A spectating Akechi scoffed at his rival as he jerked him by the collar to pry him from you. The condescension that dripped from his tone was as clear as daylight as he hissed, “As far as I’m concerned, it is not their duty to take out the trash.”
“You would know,” Mishima spat, promptly obstructing Akechi’s path to you, accompanied by the cacophony of Ryuji and Yusuke’s bickering that resonated off the walls of the desolate cafe.
Akechi’s burgundy orbs slanted and blazed with vitriol. “Out of my way, fool. The fairest royalty only deserves the most devoted prince, not some forgettable NPC that has thoroughly failed to establish an appearance as an official party member.”
“Better a forgettable NPC than a popular murderer,” Mishima snarled, the two of them quite literally butting heads.
Akira fumbled with his loosened collar a moment before he interjected, “To be fair, you’re not even supposed to be alive right now.”
Akechi spiraled around to cast a malevolent glare at the bespectacled boy, his pin-straight arms plastered to his sides as he strenuously forced his most pleasant smile. “Haha, is that so? And what nominates attic trash like you with the privilege of spending the day with them?”
“I’m the main character; it’s well within my right to steal their heart,” Akira proclaimed cheekily as he firmly tugged the rims of his crimson gloves.
“N-not if I crush yours first,” Ryuji suddenly drawled, stumbling his way over to quarrel with a groggy expression.
“G-get back here…” Yusuke was trembling behind the blonde’s heels, outstretching his arms in a feeble attempt to clutch one of Ryuji’s broad shoulders. “W-we’re still not finished with our session of rock-paper-scissors, and it’s best two out of three.”
“J-just how intense was this game of yours?!” you inquired with bewilderment, seizing the chance to be able to speak.
Ryuji bashfully rubbed the nape of his neck, a peachy hue airbrushed on his cheeks as he asked, “A-are you worried about me…? Don’t worry, this ain’t nothin’ I can’t handle. A sweet person like you deserves a strong-”
In an instant, Yusuke spawned in front of you with one gloved hand clasping your own while the other solicitously cradled your chin between his thumb and index finger. “My love, I wholeheartedly appreciate your generous concern for my well-being, but an artist’s indomitable passion is not to be taken lightly, especially when it pertains to those they love.”
“H-hey, lemme at least finish my sentence, dammit!” Ryuji’s strong arms suddenly circled around your waist, and he rested his chin on your shoulder, his sigh tickling your ear as he breathed, “Babe… let’s get outta here so I can show ya just how happy I can make ya.”
“S-Sakamoto, you’re way too close!” Mishima chastised, hurriedly maneuvering past Akechi and Akira to wrench both Ryuji and Yusuke away from you. His hands attentively rested on your shoulders and his eyebrows furrowed as he implored, “Are you all right? I can protect you just as much as anyone else here, but we should probably bail. Wouldn’t want to miss our date, now would we?”
Your gaze plummeted to your fidgeting feet, your hands folded in front of you as you twiddled your thumbs. “I-is that really okay? You all seem like you get along so well, so I don’t want to ruin your day together.”
Time seemed to freeze as the din inside Leblanc ceased; even a pin-drop would echo like thunder in the silent vicinity. The heads of multiple males slowly protruded from behind Mishima, various eyes pasted on you as a rosy blush illuminated their cheeks. “S-so cute…” they muttered in a unison so impeccable that it could have easily been mistaken for one person.
Barely a second passed and they were already towering over you in a semi-circle, fervently pleading their cases by listing off their redeeming qualities.
“I can shamelessly eat sweets in public with you, and play video games! O-or fix your computer!” Mishima pitched first, his iron eyes shimmering with dedication.
Akechi pompously straightened his bow-tie as he declared, “I am quite reputable, both for my charisma in addition my expertise regarding pancakes. I should warn you, however: once someone has piqued my interest, I will not be quick to give up until I get what I desire.” He grasped your chin and steadily brushed his thumb over your lips, his piercing auburn stare glimpsing into your very soul.
“How preposterous. My beloved, I am certain I can bestow a most flourishing relationship befitting of someone as divine as you, although I cannot hope to immortalize such vibrancy on canvas, even if you were to… fully expose yourself.”
“Dude, keep your perverted fantasies to yourself! Anyway, it’d be really sad for someone as incredible as you to spend Valentine’s Day alone, and I promise you’re gonna have a ton of fun with me.”
“I’m perfect,” Akira announced smugly, flashing one of his signature heart-throbbing smirks, a flirtatious wink being the cherry on top as he sparkled with eye-catching allure. The remainder of the love-struck group simultaneously gasped in horror, registering that the worst possible outcome had come to fruition: Akira had achieved maximum capacity in all his stats, indicating that he was virtually unstoppable now.
“D-damn it, that super-move is a critical hit that exploits any and all weaknesses,” Mishima grimaced, feeling his own strength sap as he gaped at the universally-accredited irresistible protagonist. “N-no one’s ever been able to resist it… there’s no way we can top that.”
“N-no, we must remain persistent,” Akechi grunted as he broke out into a cold sweat, his bangs matted to the frame of his pasty face. “We cannot allow him to parch any more victims. Please, my dear… the question still remains…”
The men hooked their attention onto you once more, inhaling deeply and fervently chanting the succeeding question in flawless unanimity. “Who will be your Valentine?”
“Iwai!” you answered eagerly.
“Hah?!” the boys exclaimed in perfect synchronization, that single word shattering their determination and confidence like fragile glass.
You peered over their shoulders to wave at the gruff and moderately baffled shop owner as another moment of deafening silence wafted throughout the cafe.
“…Am I interruptin’ something?” Iwai asked, peering at the men with a severely unamused expression on his face.
“Who the hell are you?!” Ryuji questioned as the boys whipped around to sneer at the new opponent.
Iwai sighed as he uplifted a single hand in mock surrender. “Relax. I just came here to pick up somethin’ for Kaoru.”
Akira’s expression neutralized. “It’s right there on the counter, next to the phone. Tell Kaoru I said hi.”
“Uh, sure… thanks, kid.” The airsoft shop manager tiredly retrieved his order, and right as he was about to open the door, he pivoted around toward the boys and ordered, “You all better not be doin’ anything weird.”
You shook your head vigorously and replied, “No, they were asking me to be their Valentine to try to include me in their group, but I really don’t want to interfere…” A light bulb flickered in your head as realization dawned upon you. “Wait a minute…”
Everyone’s focus was wholly plastered on you as you deliberated your next course of action. You nodded affirmatively to yourself before finally concluding, “Do you mind if I come over to the shop? It’s been forever since I’ve seen Kaoru.”
Iwai’s silver eyes expanded a fraction, but he hastily reverted to an amicable demeanor, a small smile dancing on his lips. “Yeah, I think he’d like that. He could use a friend right now.”
“All right, let’s go!” you cheerily called as you took a few strides prior to obliviously addressing the boys that were now paralyzed with absolute shock and horror. “Have a good Valentine’s Day, guys!”
You promptly departed for the gun shop with Iwai, and as soon as the front door of Leblanc slammed shut, the boys you unintentionally rejected plunged to the floor face-first, tragically spending the duration of Valentine’s Day immobilized by their suffering and the agonizing deprivation of yet another romance route.
Sunset: I took the fall entirely, so Twi could still access the lab. Besides, it gives us a little break. I mean, we can’t be next to each other every second of our waking lives and just bask in her cuteness like the way she adjusts her glasses when she’s thinking-
You guys can blame @daddy-devil for this one. We’ve all heard of Sir Snoogles, Tiny Virgil’s favorite stuffed animal? What is Sir Snoogles and how did he make his way to Virgil’s keeping? We’re about to find out, kiddos!
There was something that Roman, Logan and Patton had never addressed. When each of them had been “little”, the first time it happened, they had received a beautiful, hand stitched plush from Virgil the next day. Logan had a tiny dinosaur, Roman had a little lion, and Patton adored his tiny puppy. They were a little crude, the stitching imperfect, but the darker side had made one for each of them.
At no point had any of them tried to do the same for him, and it was a sticking point for all of them. Sure, they couldn’t sew at all, but the fact remained that Virgil had done something very sweet for them and they had failed to reciprocate when he was vulnerable himself. Which is what lead them to the here and now. Here being Build-A-Bear.
Virgil’s eyes were huge, and he looked around at all the options. Different animals, different colors, all the outfits and accessories. He toddled along, holding Patton’s hand and absently sucking the sleeve of his tiny hoodie.
“Dada…I can have one? ….Really?” Patton smiled at the hushed question.
“Of course! You can have any one you want, kiddo.”
“Indeed! It is the least we can do after your generous gifts.” Roman’s voice boomed dramatically behind them.
“It is only fair that we supply you with a stuffed creature as you have been kind enough to supply each of us with one. However, since we lack your sewing abilities, we hope this will suffice.” Logan adjusted his glasses and offered the child a small smile.
“Well? Go take a look. Pick one out, Verge!” Patton pointed him towards one of the shelves, and Virgil toddled over. All of the empty skins kind of freaked him out a little, but he didn’t want to upset the others. They meant well.
He perused the different animals, trying to pick out just one. He was about to walk away when he spied a discarded one wedged behind a stack of dresses on the bottom shelf. He tugged it out, and his eyes widened. It was a black cat with guitars and guitar picks all over it. It was a little dusty, had obviously been back there awhile, but to Virgil it was perfect.
“Found one you like?” Patton asked, seeing Virgil gently holding a selection.
“My, Virgil, how perfect for you! Good choice!”
“Yes, it does seem quite appropriate.”
Smiling, Virgil brought his choice to the lady at the fluff machine. He did the little dance and kissed the heart. They were about to sew him shut, when Logan walked over and handed her one of the voiceboxes. Virgil looked quizzically at him, and Logan only smiled. The woman sewed the cat’s back shut. He shyly thanked her when she handed his new friend to him, and then pressed his ear close to hear what the voicebox said. His favorite lullaby started playing, and Virgil had to fight back tears.
Roman helped him name his kitty, “Sir Snoogles, a valiant name for a valiant knight!”, and soon they were heading home. In the coming weeks, Virgil would play the song in Sir Snoogles so many times that Logan would almost regret taking the time to record that little snippet. But watching the darker side relax, and hum along, was so adorable that none of them could bear to say anything about it.
Cap!! I've been so busy with college assignments I'm always missing our family interactions. So I am 20 year old lesbian who never kissed anyone, and I really want to but I'm scared, bc what if I terrible at it! Could you maybe write Kara having a first kiss (or just anything to make me less anxious about it)? I love you and all my siblings <3
Supercorp College AU
Alex never seems to like it.
Kara’s not sure if she’d like it. She likes James, but Lucy seems to like kissing him.
And it makes her happy – to see them happy – but sometimes it makes her confused.
Because sometimes, she’s not sure if she wants to be kissing James, or Lucy.
She hears Maggie – that forensics major Alex is spending so much time with these days – talking about it being okay to like people of different genders.
She figures that’s what she might be. Bi. Pan. Something like that.
Yeah, definitely something like that.
And she wonders, with the way Alex seems to melt and stammer and splutter around Maggie so, so, so often, what Alex thinks about all that.
She makes a note to ask her about it.
But for now?
For now, she’s just trying to find her own words, because suddenly, she feels a lot like her sister.
Because Lena Luthor actually showed up to tonight’s party, and Lena Luthor is actually talking to her.
After a long day of study, when Simon is on his way home and he’s
too tired to think of anything except his boyfriend’s name on repeat (as if it’s
still fifth year and he’s still following his every move), he runs into the
flat and collapses on the couch and stays there, eyes closed, until he finally
hears footsteps outside the door. Sometimes it’s Penny, and she’ll tease him
about his lack of enthusiasm when she walks through the door (she knows he’s
happy to see her, she just isn’t the one he’s been thinking about all day).
When Baz walks in, if he doesn’t come straight over to the couch, Simon will
jump up and wrap his arms around his boyfriend, sighing happily and breathing
in the all-too-familiar smell of cedar and bergamot.
‘Mine,’ he sighs, reaching up for a kiss, and it makes Baz’s
heart flutter every time.
He says it a lot. Sometimes it’s soft and romantic, whispered at
the end of a long night of study when they’re cuddling on the couch, or mumbled
into Baz’s chest after a few hours apart (Simon always acts like it’s been so
long since they saw each other, and Baz rolls his eyes, but of course he loves
Other times it’s when Baz is talking to someone from one of his
classes, some cute boy in nice clothes who wears glasses and is clearly so much
more fucking smart and interesting than Simon. He’s well-adjusted and normal
(and Normal), without massive wings on his back that get in the way and have
destroyed more coffee cups than Simon can count. Simon goes to meet Baz because
they’ve planned to go get coffee together and finds him talking to this guy,
gives him one quick look and strides right over to Baz, wrapping his arms
around his waist and saying, a little louder than necessary, ‘mine.’
Baz wants to tease Simon for being jealous (and he can’t deny
that it gives him a little thrill every time), but he’s not sure how Simon
would react, so instead he takes him to the café and buys him scones and kisses
the crumbs from the corner of his mouth. They go home together and Baz holds
him close and he shows Simon, as well as he knows how, just how much of an
idiot he’s being if he thinks he has any reason to be jealous.
The first time they sleep together and Simon whispers ‘mine’
into Baz’s neck, Baz feels like he’s going to lose it. The second time is no
different. After the third time, Baz has to ask him why he keeps saying it.
Simon, in his typical manner, shrugs.
‘Are you saying it to remind me?’ Baz says.
‘No. Does it bother you?’
Baz smiles. ‘No. It drives me fucking crazy.’
Simon frowns, turning his head towards Baz. ‘So… yes?’
‘No, Simon. I love it.’
‘I guess…’ He thinks about it, lifting his hand to
lightly trace patterns across Baz’s chest, right over his heart. Baz sighs and
closes his eyes, but Simon doesn’t notice. ‘I guess I just like saying it.
Still can’t believe my luck, sometimes,’ he mumbles, smiling bashfully.
At this, Baz opens his eyes and turns his head, raising one
‘You,’ he says. ‘You can’t believe your
Simon grins. (Crowley, he’s supposed to have lost everything,
but he’s so happy sometimes.) He moves closer (slowly, and this
time he knows exactly what he’s doing), and just before their lips brush, he
Okay,having two boyfriends is pretty awesome. They’re so different but they look exactly the same, ironically. The only downside is that they - “No, Barry, you’re wrong!” Argue a lot.
The door slams behind the two as they stop in the middle of the hallway, arms crossed, mirroring each other. E1 Barry frowns, eyebrows crinkling; tan skinny jeans scrunching at his ankles. “No, Bartholomew,” he teases, poking his doppleganger square in the chest, indenting his light blue sweater vest, “You’re wrong. I know our girlfriend, unlike you.” he shakes his head, shrugging off his red bomber jacket.
Fixing his glasses, E2 Barry huffs angrily, shoulders rising. “SWEETHEART!” he shouts, storming up the stairs, into the bedroom; his perfectly styled hair bounces up and down. You peek over your shoulder, stray water droplets from the shower dripping off your eyelashes. He comes in front of you, lips pecking yours. “You like making…passionate sex, right? Like when it’s sweet, romantic?” he asks timidly, nose scrunching under his thin rimmed glasses.
A wild blush blossoms across your cheeks and you swallow, going to open your mouth. There’s a loud whoosh; hands grabbing your waist, back pressed against his soft black sweater. “No, I’m telling you, rough is her favorite, huh, babe?” E1 Barry purrs behind your ear, hard on poking your ass, making you gasp. He smirks, “Told ya so.”
Fuming, the other Barry undoes his striped silver bowtie, pulling off his sweater vest, leaving him in his white button down. He cups your cheek, tilting his head to capture your lips; lower lip sucking on your upper one, glasses jumping slightly. Carefully, he unfolds the towel, letting it fall to the ground. “I love you, sweetheart.” he hums, trailing a string of kisses along your skin.
“Barry…” you say breathlessly, giggling when the metal glasses hit your stomach. Suddenly, a pair of firm hands grab both your breasts, squeezing hard. “Barry!” you moan, feeling the speedster bite harshly on your neck while the nerd leaves butterfly kisses on your body. E2 Barry’s hands run down your thighs lovingly, going towards the inside.
The scarlet speedster continues attacking your neck, fingers only leaving your soft skin to tug his pants down. “You want my cock inside you as he eats you out, baby?” he grunts in your ear, tugging your hair roughly.
You let out a whimper but nod. “Stop, you’re hurting her, Barr!” E2 Barry warns, green eyes filled with worry, thumbs circling your thighs. The other Barry stops, eying you for a signal to continue going.
“I-it’s okay… I want…god, both of you….please…” you pant, hands flying to E2 Barry’s hair, tugging it. The speedster smirks, pulling your hair as his doppelganger moans. Instantly, his dick is inside you and you gasp, trying to adjust to his size. You rock back and forth, biting your lip while Barry’s glasses dip down his nose, tongue entering your pussy. “Barry!” you cry out, getting cut off by a pair of lips.
His tongue drags inside you, moving with each thrust of your hips. A chuckle comes from behind you. “Scream, baby, scream our name.” your boyfriend commands, groping your breasts; hips snapping back and forth. Humming, E2 Barry sucks in, cheeks hollowing slightly, tongue darting back and forth.
You pull his light brown locks, ignoring how his glasses fall to the floor, making him stand up. “Ugh, Barry!” Your hands wrap around his neck, yanking his red, swollen lips to yours. A quiet moan escapes you, feeling Barry’s dick twitch inside of you. Another pair of hands grab your breasts, lips attacking yours.
While a knot forms in your stomach, Barry’s thrusts become sloppy and his breath heavy. “I-I’m… Oh….” he grumbles, hiding his face in your shoulder as he cums. You gasp, clutching your boyfriend’s neck, nose touching his freckled cheek. The three of you pant; you’re sandwhiched between the two of them.
“How was that, sweetheart?” E2 Barry questions softly, bending down to pick up his glasses; dress shirt soaked in sweat.
You glance between the two, “Amazing. I like both kinds.”
part two of my magical royal bangtan au!!! thanks to everyone who said they wanted to read more of it,,,,,,im blessed!!!!! (here)is part one, id suggest reading it first so you get the jist of the story !!~~~
so you’re the oracle who is going to foretell if there will be a war between your kingdom and it’s rival kingdom
and wizard yoongi drops you off (well,,,,,,,i mean he gets paid for finding you so you could consider it as you being delivered but like,,,,,let’s just not get into that ,,,,,,,) to the three princes: jin, jimin, and jungkook
and they’re like you have to marry one of us because the act of marriage will help you see the future and what we should do in order to beat the rival kingdom
and it’s like you have to do it for the sake of your kingdom and country but you turn to yoongi and you’re like “i don’t really wan-” but he’s like “you gotta.”
and so on your first day,,,,,,,,,,in the palace,,,,,,,,you’re surprised when servants are at your bedside when you wake up and people are giving you these garments to wear that look like they could pay for your parents taxes for the next 4 years???? and your breakfast options are literally a whole table of imported coffee, truffles, fruits, you name it??????
and it’s all too much to handle and prince jimin is kind enough to try and shoo off some of the staff because all these people and all these questions is visibly making you uncomfortable
and the prince is like “i know it’s hard,,,,,,,,but,,,,,,,,,,,please,,,,,,,” and you’re like “i don’t understand whats going on? i don’t even know IF im the oracle!!! why can’t you three just discuss peace options with the other kingdom”
and jimin is like “we wish we could, but ever since,,,,,,,,,,,an incident in our past,,,,,,,,,”
and you’re like ?????? and jimin sighs and looks around and is like “come with me, you can’t tell prince jin i told you about this or else he’ll nag my ear off!”
and so you follow prince jimin into the library and up a spiral staircase until you’re down some dusty aisle of expensive looking leather-bound books
and jimin is like “last year, we were drafting up a peace treaty with the other kingdom. the three sons of that kingdom, namjoon, taehyung and hoseok, had always been in competition with us because,,,,,,,well we’re princes it’s our job to try and up-one each other for the sake of our countries glory,,,,,but finally our parents wanted to put that behind us. unfortunately,,,,,,,,,,”
jimin trails off but you’re like “unfortunately????” and jimin sighs and he’s like “unfortunately,,,,,the conference was disrupted by some kind of ambush attack. we believe it was a wizard, but we aren’t sure. they flew in on their broom and had went straight for the other kingdom’s king with a sword, but prince taehyung had blocked it and well,,,,,,,,,,,,he managed to protect his father but,,,,,,,,,,got scarred in the struggle. the scar runs across his left eye and well after that,,,,,,,,the brothers blamed up on hiring the wizard even though we didn’t and now we expect that??? they’re going to wage a war-”
jimin doesn’t get to finish because you both hear the huge door open and jin’s voice call out from the floor below
jimin pulls you alongside him and is like “oh, we were just talking brother!!! i was showing them all the books you and father have collected - we’ll come down!!!!”
but the whole time you’re walking with them back to the dining hall you can’t help but think about those other three brothers,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,taehyung?,,,,,,,,,,hoseok,,,,,,,,,,and namjoon,,,,,,,,,
is the only brother who doesn’t actually bare a grudge against the other kingdom. he’s way more interested in putting effort into bettering his own country
enjoys political discussions with older officials and meets up with professors at the local universities and famous writers and always has a notebook to jot notes down
wears glasses when he isn’t at formal events and all the servants think he looks really cute in them but no one dares to tell him because his resting face is really serious and they aren’t sure how to read his emotions
tripped over a billion dollar ancient statue once
you see him at the first ever meeting the two kingdoms hold because even if there might be a war there is things like trading and country barriers that have to be discussed and namjoon, being the most level-headed of the three is always sent to talk to jin
and you’re not supposed to be eavesdropping on their conversation but you really REALLY wanna see this brother from the other kingdom to learn more about them
but the problem is namjoon gets up halfway through the mediation and ends up walking down the halls to the bathroom and you’re like ok ok hide,,,,,,but you make a bunch of noise and namjoon stops in his tracks and you’re like shIT from where you’re standing behind the plant
and you think it’s ok,,,,,he won’t find me
but then you hear a deep voice go “hey” and you’re like OH GOD
and you get so scared you turn to fast and knock the whole plant over and you’re like scurrying to try and get it back up but there’s dirt everywhere and namjoon is watching you and is like “,,,,,,,um are you? a servant?”
but then he sees what you’re wearing and he’s like “wait,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,are you the oracle?”
and you stand up straight and put your hands up and you’re like nO NO NO
but it’s obvious he doesn’t believe you and he’s like “is it true? you can predict the future?” and you’re like nO I CANT I DONT KNOW UH
and namjoon looks so fascinated and he’s like “i need to know more,,,,,”
and you’re like “i ????? don’t know?????? isn’t jin - prince jin - waiting for you????”
and namjoon is like right right,,,,,,,,,,
and you think that’s the last you’ll see of him but you overhear at the dinner table that namjoon is staying in the palace since jin still needs to speak with him for some more time and jungkook makes a face but jin is like bEHAVE
and the worse, more curious part of you decides to see if it’s true - if he’s really staying here
and it is. you find him exactly where you expect,,,,,,,,,in the astronomy tower that’s barely ever visited and you want to just walk away but you ,,,,, can’t for some reason
and you’re like “um - hi we met before-” and namjoon basically runs down the steps to you and he’s like “the oracle!!!!!!! amazing, i knew wizards and magical beings still existed but -”
and he touches your wrist and lifts it up to examine it and you’re like erm what are you doing
and he’s like sorry, ive never met someone whose blood is laced with magic and you’re like ??????/
but you think he’s,,,,,,,,,,interesting and he doesn’t seem at all interested in the war like everyone else and you talk get to talking and you tell namjoon of your dreams and prophecies
and he’s like amazed by you
and namjoon ends up staying for a week and a half him and jin have to go over so much and every night you met in the tower and talk
and when he has to go,,,,,,,,,you ask if you’ll see him again and he’s like i don’t think i can come back here for a while,,,,,,,,,but when the wedding happens -
and you look down because,,,,,,,you don’t want the wedding to happen
and namjoon can see this clearly on your face
which immediately makes his heart turn and suddenly he’s getting marching back inside to where jin and the others are and he’s like “you know, you don’t need the oracle to be married to let them have their vision.”
and jin is like “what? how do you know-” and namjoon puts a hand around you and you’re like !!!!!!! and the other three are like “GUAR-”
but namjoon is like “you’re saying the ‘power’ of marriage is enough but there is no power in marriage. maybe,,,,,maybe a kiss will be enough,,,,,”
and everyone is shocked and namjoon turns to you and he’s like “it’s science, romantic physically gestures,,,,,,,,,increase endorphin’s,,,,,,,so,,,,,,,”
and you, who totally doesn’t wanna get married, reaches up to hold his face and bring your lips to his,,,,,,,,,and it’s like an electricity runs through you
and you can see the vision, the vision of peace - the vision of jin and namjoon laughing alongside each other and you excitedly pull back and exclaim there won’t be any war!!!!1
while namjoon needs to adjust his glasses and still his heart because WOAH you’re a good kisser
is the most apprehensive about your kingdom because of what happened to his eye,,,,,,,,,for a while he covered it up with a patch but recently he’s taken to not wearing it just because hoseok has convinced him it doesn’t make him look bad,,,,,,,,,,it makes him look really strong
and everyone in his country respects him for taking care of the king so well
and taehyung,,,,,,,,,,,,,,has another reason for his animosity and it’s because magic,,,,,in the modern world has been looked down apart. a wizard is even the one who is said to have been the one attack his father that day,,,,,,,but taehyung,,,,has magic in his blood
he isn’t sure what to trace it back to,,,,,but he can speak with animals. he’s been able to do it since he was a child and was first taught to horseback ride,,,,he could literally speak to his horse and everyone thought he just had a gift for the sport, but no,,,,,,he just knew what the horse was thinking and could tell it what he wanted
and you meet taehyung through animals because as you’re sitting in room you hear something tapping at the window and once you open it a dove flies in
and in its beak is what looks like a letter and when you open it,,,,,,,,,,still shellshocked that you got ,,,,,,,this letter by literal carrier dove
you see the words ‘are you the oracle?’ and you’re like ???? w- what is this
and you think about showing it to the princes, so they know someone else knows you’re here. but then you think,,,,,what if this is someone seeking help,,,,,,,,,or maybe someone seeking to help you
because you really don’t want to get married, you’re still young!
so you take the risk and write back ‘yes. who is asking’ and giving it back to the bird who takes off back to the skies
and the next day in the afternoon, she’s back with a new letter and this one says ‘im from the other kingdom. are they using you to see if there will be a war? they don’t have to do that. there will be war for what they did to us.’
and you suddenly get a feeling in the pit of your stomach that maybe you shouldn’t have replied to the letter so you just crumple this one up and throw it away
but the two days pass and another letter comes and it goes ‘i don’t know if you know the story, oracle. but i was scarred in your countries meek attack on my father. i cannot let my people down and not wage a war, do you understand?’
and you remember ,,,,, the scar,,,,,,this must be taehyung and you know you can’t ignore this letter so you write back: ‘i know the story, i know of what happened to you taehyung but the attack on your father was not planned. war won’t be good for either country, it was the work of a wizard.’
the letter you get back: ‘and so what, a wizard could be used by your country! they’re using you, an oracle to foretell the future, they could hire another magic being to kill my father!’
you can see the handwriting is bigger and more messy, you can see there’s anger in it and you look at the dove as it sits on your balcony waiting for you to reply and you can only write back ‘they’re using my vision to see if there is a war,,,,,and what they will be able to do to stop it. they want nothing to protect our people, they don’t want a war so they wouldn’t have had reason to kill your father. you understand, don’t you - what the consequence on your people will be?’
you don’t get a reply for a week and it’s nearing the time of the wedding
but suddenly instead of the dove, you get an eagle and the message says ‘come to the outskirts of the stables’ and you’re confused, but you go and you see a hooded figure standing right behind one of the bushes and when the hood comes off you see ,,,,,,,,,,,,,, the most handsome boy
with beautiful glowing skin, a lean figure and then,,,,,,,,,,the scar,,,,,,
and you gasp because taEHYUNG???? prince TAEHYUNG??? and he’s like “shhhhh, ive come here,,,,,,,to ask you something.”
and you’re like what???? you know if the princes find you you’ll be arres-
and he’s like shaking his head and he’s like “is it true, you’re an oracle. is it true they didn’t plan the attack on my father.”
and you swallow and stand up a bit straighter and you’re like
“i,,,,,,,,,would be willing to bet my life. and im sure that the vision i have when im married,,,,,,,,it will proclaim peace. there is no need for this war.”
and taehyung looks at you, the stern serious brown in his eyes suddenly turning slightly softer and he reaches out to touch your hand and you’re like ?
and he’s like “excuse me, i just never thought the oracle would turn out to be,,,,,,,,,,this ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,beautiful”
and you’re like aHH,,,,,,,but he’s suddenly like “i need to go, now. my horse says someone is coming near. ill,,,,,,,write to you”
and you wave him off but as you’re going back inside you’re like wait,,,,,his horse??????Spoke to him
and you and taehyung exchange letters until finally on the day before the wedding he shows up and prince jungkook nearly dashes at him, saber out
but taehyung is like “im here to deliver official news” and jin is like usually namjoon is sent and taehyung is like “on behalf of my country - i want us to sign a peace treaty. there will be no war.”
and everyone is shocked because what,,,,,,,,,,,why the sudden change of heart and taehyung flicks his gaze to where you’re standing back near the palace doors and he’s like “i,,,,,have reflected and see no point in war. i want to protect my people.”
and the treaty is signed and it’s celebrated by each country but taehyung suddenly asks jin that,,,,,,,,if it’s possible he’d like to see the oracle and jin is like well,,,,,,,we don’t need the prophecy anymore so it should be safe
and taehyung walks over to you and asks if you’ll dance with him to celebrate the treaty
and you agree and jimin is like leaning over to jin and he’s like “i can’t believe prince taehyung seduced them in that one minute and we couldn’t do it in a whole 30 days,,,,,,,”
looks like he follows the rules and listens to the rules of his country and to his other brothers, but in reality there’s something a little,,,,,,mischievous about him
is the most social of the brothers when it comes to the people of his country and he enjoys going around without guards in the town and buying from local farmers and talking to school teachers and playing with the kids in the street
and is not really sure where he stands on the whole war thing,,,,,,,,,but what he does know is that he’s incredibly interested in the people of other kingdoms,,,,,how do they live? what does their food taste like? what kind of holidays do they have?
which is why he travels over to your kingdom one time,,,,,,,,,and he isn’t even sure of all of this oracle business or the war he just wants to see your country for himself
and you,,,,,,well you’re a rebellious oracle. you don’t wanna sit in that palace all day with the princes you don’t much want to marry
you want to go back, you want to see your family at least see how they’re doing and if they’re worried for you
and that’s why one morning you pack yourself some bread and slip out of the garden unnoticed by the maids who you’d distracted with something
and you run down the forest path that leads to the town and you’re so happy
to be on the streets you are familiar with, see people you know
even though you have to hide under a veil you’ve prepared so no one knows who you are and doesn’t report you back to the princes
and you’re navigating your way to your parents produce shop when you bump into someone and all the things in their basket go flying
and you’re like “oh my gosh im so ,,,, sorry”
and you try to pick up a mango that’s rolling away and the person lets out this sunny, melodic chuckle
and you look up and ,,,,,,,,,,,, wow,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,there is sunbeams and everything soft embodied in a person and you almost drop that damn mango
and he’s like “no problem!! by the way, do you know where i can find this street?”
and he shows you a map and you’re like oh,,,,of course-
and you give him directions and he gives you another smile that almost makes you tip over because WOW how can someone look like that
and you have to part ways but you’re like,,,,,he’s the most wonderful,,,,,,traveler you’ve ever seen
and you get back to the palace and are in for an earful from everyone until they’re distracted with incoming news and you see jin open up the paper and
the front page,,,,,,,,,it’s a picture of the traveler you saw???? the super handsome but jin frowns and he’s like “prince hoseok,,,,,,was last seen in our town? they might have sent him as a spy we should do something.”
and you’re like wait what and you look at the photo and you’re 100% sure that that’s who you saw,,,,,,,
and that night as you’re sleeping you wake up from another dream but,,,,it’s a bad one,,,,,,,,,,,,,really bad and it involves prince hoseok being hurt by one of the villagers,,,,,literally you see him get bludgeoned
and you get up and run down the halls to jin’s room and ask his servants to wake him up
and when you explain your vision jin kind of goes “that’s,,,,,i can’t allow that to happen. even if he is our rival, send out a search team.”
and the entire night is lighted up with the lights from the search team as they look through the town to find the prince
and they do,,,,but it’s too late, he’s already been hurt but he’s rushed to the palace to get medical treatment by the in-house doctor
and when you hear whats happened you run to go see if prince hoseok is ok
and somehow,,,,,,something pulls you toward him and you don’t leave his side the entire night
and when he wakes up, still groggy you fill him in and he’s like “you—-you saw a vision? are you the oracle?” and you nod slowly and he’s like “but,,,,,,i saw you in town?” and you’re like “i escaped for a bit, i do that. but seriously, are you ok?”
and hoseok smiles and you’re like ???? and he’s like “you’re like me, you can’t sit still.”
and you don’t know what to say,,blushing a bit and looking down and you’re like “um,,,,,,,,,” because like ,,,,,,, wow he’s so beautiful even with a bruised lip and a huge bandaged on his head,,,,,,,you can’t help but get embarrassed in front of him
and jin comes by and asks if hoseok is spying on their kingdom and hoseok just laughs and is like “no, i was just here to sample the culture” and jin doesn’t believe him but you’re like trying to convince him that hoseok is innocent and jin is like “why are you so,,,,,,,,,,,,,,nice to him?” and you’re like “im an oracle, i have magic in me and my magic is telling me he wasn’t spying.”
and jin doesn’t know what to do but he calls for the other two princes to come and pick up their brother
and when they do, taehyung and namjoon thank jin for returning their brother safely
but you’re sad to see hoseok go,,,,,and you know you have to be married in a couple of days,,,,,,,,but,,,,,,,,,,,
until suddenly something begins to hurt in your head and you drop to your knees and jimin rushes to you
and you can see it before your eyes,,,,,,,,,that the two kingdoms are at peace,,,,,,,,and you go “the vision,,,,,,,,,,,,,,the prophecy,,,,,,it came to me”
and jin is like “without the power of marriage??????” and you look up and hoseok, whose pushed back his brothers to come and lean in front of you and touch your cheek to see if you’re ok
and you’re like “,,,,,,,,,yes without marriage,,,,,,,it’s just the power of,,,,,,,,,,,,,,” and you’re looking at hoseok
whose looking back at you and you’re like, under your breath “love,,,,,,at first sight?”
and jin is like what did you see and you’re like “peace. i saw peace.”
and the two set of brothers look at each other and back at you and jimin wants to help you up, but hoseok is already supporting you and when he gets you up you see how you’re pressed into his arms
and suddenly you’re getting something else, a vision of a wedding off in the future,,,,,,,,,
but the groom waiting at the alter,,,,,,,,,he turns around and,,,,,,
it’s that smile. hoseok’s warm, radiating smile and you look back at him as he’s holding you and he’s like “did you see something?”
and you’re like “how did you know?”
and hoseok, taking your hand to put it over his heart goes “im no oracle, but you’re making me feel something,,,,,,,,,,,,maybe the same thing you saw in your vision?”