and when he finally says it for real - some day far far away in the future

DOCTOR DREAMY | PT.2 [M]

pt1 | pt2 | (ongoing)

pairing: jimin x reader

genre: smut, fluff, slight angst + expecting parents au

word count: 11,035

request: sperm donor ex-boyfriend jimin

description: Okay, maybe in hindsight asking your ex-boyfriend, who you never really got over, to be your sperm-donor wasn’t the brightest of ideas.

cr. 


six years prior.

“Do you wanna have kids one day?”

Jimin tilted his head as if to ponder the idea before tugging you across the bed until you were leaning against his chest, curious eyes catching your own.  

“Sure, I mean one day. One day, far, far away,” He said, pointing his finger off into the distance jokingly.

You laughed, hand skimming along the back of his neck. “Yeah, me too.”

“Any particular reason why you’re asking?” He said as he began playing with the strands of your hair.

“I dunno,” You shrugged. “We’ve been dating for a long time, just thought that it’s something we should know about each other.”

Jimin nodded, “No, you’re right. It’s kind of something you should figure out before things get too far in the relationship… Guess we waited a bit too long, but we’re on the same page, so that’s good,” He smiled, leaning down to place a short peck against your lips.

“So that means you think that information will be put to good use one day?” You asked, quirking your brow to insinuate.

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Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #28

Rules: You can find past weekly rec lists here, and non-list recs in my general fic rec tag. This is stuff I like, and I have a huge bias toward Lance, hurt/comfort, and general fluff, in that order. Gen unless otherwise noted. Please comment on the fics if you read and enjoy them!

Secret of the Blood by exclamation
Words: 30,685 (WIP 13/?)
Author’s Summary: AU version of season 2. When Keith and Shiro were thrown from the wormhole, they crashed by the Blade of Marmora headquarters and were captured. When the Blade reveal the secret of Keith’s heritage, Keith must decide if he can trust these people… and if he can trust himself.
My Comments: Really well-written canon-divergence AU. I love all the things that change because Keith meets the Blade of Marmora before he and Shiro can warm up to the idea of there being good Galra out there through Ulaz. It makes a HUGE difference, for them and for everyone else as well, and I love the way the idea is being explored.

The Color Of Our Planet From Far Far Away by LonelyGirlInSpace
Words: 13,942 (WIP 3/?)
Author’s Summary: A story in which Lance and the team has a lot of difficulties, because they don’t sleep and sometimes make poor choices as a result and others are forced to suffer more than they deserve due to those poor choices. Or Lance gets hurt because the team didn’t listen and everyone desperately wants to fix it.
My Comments: Lance is a little too perfect and the rest of the team is a little too mean for my tastes, at least in the first chapter, but this is a well-written and poignant hurt/comfort fic, and it’s gen, and the third chapter almost made me cry, and I’m very, very hooked. Can’t wait for more.

with quiet words I’ll lead you in by strikinglight for goukyorin (sashimisusie)
Words: 5,216
Author’s Summary: “You were screaming,” Keith tells him. “I heard you through the wall. ”That wall, Lance wants to point out, is supposed to be soundproof. It shouldn’t let you hear anything, no matter how hard you listen. What he says instead is “I can’t breathe.” “Take it slow.” Keith’s voice is steady, but as Lance’s eyes struggle to focus his face is a blur. The image goes shaky and then comes clear, shaky then clear, like looking into water. “Pretend it’s low tide. Tell me about the ocean again.”
My Comments: Klance, but reads platonic to me. Really lovely hurt/comfort fic about kids caught in a war far, far away from home.

Disappear Completely by Bandity
Words: 7,053
Author’s Summary: Lance knew something was wrong with him. He thought it would pass on its own eventually, but as time went on, and the pain continued, he realized that something inside of him must be very broken.
My Comments: Possibly my favorite fic this week. So far I’ve read it three times. Lance’s trauma is so awful and visceral, and the aftermath is realistic and carefully handled. There are no easy solutions, but things do get better, and everyone is doing their best to help.

Space Mall Take 2 by CondensationOnGlass
Words: 3,618
Author’s Summary: Shiro won’t stand for the Paladins looking like no-good troublemakers. And with the Galra Empire so spread out and with such a gripping hold, they may need more than what they have. And for some reason the mall seems like the place to get it. And it seems like a great place to have more trouble pop up. Aka: Where Shiro has to play the big brother and apologize for the others making a great big damn mess, and nearly has another one on his hands for picking today of all days to do it.
My Comments: Equal parts comedy and hurt/comfort, and a joy to read throughout. Poor Lance.

Nomenclature by Awkwardly_social
Words: 7,885
Author’s Summary: It took almost five months to find Lance after the wormhole. And when they finally do, they’re stuck on the planet until the castle can come get them. Lance takes the opportunity to teach the team a little about the planet and a little bit about himself along the way.
My Comments: Lance has had a rough time, and the gradual way the others find out is really well-handled. Plus the worldbuilding is just really neat. Also read the sequel for some great aftermath and Lance with PTSD.

It Is Enough by nadagio 
Words: 1,020
Author’s Summary: Nowhere near close to finding Shiro and uncertain what he should do now, Lance spends some quiet time with the Blue Lion.
My Comments: Really sweet fic with Blue helping Lance deal with his grief and figure out what to do next.

mostly void, partially stars by dakhtar
Words: 9,403 (WIP 3/?)
Author’s Summary: Werewolves can’t be astronauts,” Derek’s annoying voice had grumped. “Werewolves can’t be pilots. Werewolves can’t be fighter jet pilots, Lance, for God’s sake, Werewolves can’t pilot giant space robot cats that join together to become a giant space robot man and fight an evil purple bat-cat empire!” Well, he hadn’t said that last part, but Derek totally would’ve. (Alt title: seawolf)
My Comments: Teen Wolf crossover, but I haven’t seen a single episode of that show and I’m enjoying this fic very much. The worldbuilding is really cool, and I love this take on Lance and the relationships he wants and needs and is trying to build.

Going Up! by Olive_theCat
Words: 2,373 (WIP 1/?)
Author’s Summary: When Sendak is chosen over Shiro to pilot the main engine test of the new Kerberos shuttle, he’s got to take up an offer that Matt gives him: To be a camp counselor at the Galaxy Garrison summer program!Of course, herding five super-smart teenagers through some simulated astronaut training can’t be all that bad, right? What could go wrong? Well, with the help of a malfunctioning little robot named Beezer towards the end of the summer…It turns out a lot can.SpaceCamp AU (movie and real life), constructive critisism is welcome!
My Comments: Space Camp was one of those movies I watched over and over as a kid, and I can’t wait to see what my favorite space kids do in that setting. The author is having a lot of fun with it, and I am too.

Trust Fall by Pidgeon_Online
Words: 2,869
Author’s Summary: Pidge usually dealt with her issues on her own. No one needed to be bothered with her problems when she could easily deal with them herself. Especially when it came to this. There was no way she would ask anyone for help with this. Because she was fine. She didn’t need help.or
Pidge definitely needs help before her body turns completely against her.
My Comments: Poor Pidge, but I wish I had a whole team of adorable boys trying to help when I felt like this, so also not poor Pidge at all, I am jealous.

Uninvited Guest by YukiSkyes
Words: 3,375
Author’s Summary: The most interesting stories about Glasycus Mountain, said to be the gateway between Earth and the Abyss, were the ones about the black dragon that guards it. There was no end to the people stupid enough to try to find Shiro and Keith would do anything to protect him and help hide his existence. One evening, Keith comes home to someone already inside.
My Comments: This is the first of a series of nine stories so far, with the paladins in a fantasy AU, some of them not human anymore. It’s really fun, a lot of great worldbuilding, and some great character interactions. I’m really enjoying it, and I subscribed to the series.

The Once and Future Snore by hufflepirate
Words: 980
Author’s Summary: Allura and Coran think about the past. Coran can’t figure out how to tell Shiro he’s as welcome to affection as all the younger paladins. Everybody ends up in the same nap pile anyway. (Note: Everybody (on the main team) is in this, but I only individually tagged the people who do something besides trap Coran in the middle of a nap pile while he’s too asleep to know how they got there.)
My Comments: Absolutely ADORABLE cuddle puddle fic focused around Coran. And can I note how wonderful it is that cuddle puddle fic is practically a genre in this fandom? Because it is.

The Home You Make by rednight16 for psyraah
Words: 1,304
Author’s Summary: Sometimes the ones that end up close to you are the people that you least expect.
My Comments: It’s so wonderful for Shiro to have friends who he is not responsible for, who can just talk to him as adults and have conversations that don’t have anything to do with saving the world. Yet another reason I would have been happy to have Thace and Ulaz stick around on the show.

shades of blue by behestha
Words: 1,104
Author’s Summary: Eventually, Shiro’s scales reach a tipping point. OR the one where Shiro has a panic attack and Lance gently helps him.
My Comments: I love these two supporting each other in any situation, and this is lovely. Hinted Shance at the end, but reads as gen to me.

Trap by macShitFuck
Words: 1,272
Author’s Summary: Alt title: Hell or High Water You don’t consider the amount of pain and panic an animal must go through when they’re caught in a leghold trap until you’re in one yourself.
My Comments: Oh man, Hunk whump. This is brutal, but I love how he tries to calm Lance down even while he’s in horrible pain.

Turnabout is Fair Play by CondensationOnGlass for taylor_tut
Words: 7,623 (WIP 2/?)
Author’s Summary: Iconic pranks, blistering fevers, and fair play.Or, where some of the Paladins pull a joke and then get slammed with guilt about 8 hours later, and for others it is much more immediate.Based off a tumblr post by @taylor-tut. Might change the title. Multichapter, and in progress. I’m slow to update.
My Comments: Probably my second favorite fic on this list, and yes, I read what’s available twice already. It’s a very indulgent kind of hurt/comfort that I adore, and I can’t wait for more. The prank the others pull on Lance really was harmless and cute more than anything, but he just happened to be in the middle of developing a terrifying and dangerous fever, so yeah. There’s some guilt there, poor babies.

Swallow the Sun by valkyriered
Words: 1,934
Author’s Summary: Shiro has a panic attack. Kolivan tells him a story. Very background Shiro/Ulaz.
My Comments: The worldbuilding here is freaking GORGEOUS, holy smokes. Just read it.

Defying the Odds by Mists
Words: 13,562 (4/?)
Author’s Summary: *Voltron Season 3 AU* Also known as: The Continuing Adventures of Space Dad Cat! Let’s just say, a certain cockpit is not quite as empty as the paladins believe… “Highly improbable. Especially for this reality,” he haughtily said with a self important air. “The odds of which being: one trillion, seven billion, eight hundred thousand, point three, two, eight, five-” SLAV! New chapter now up! The Voltron Paladins play “Dungeons and Dragons!” Poor Hunk tries to save his campaign from Lance and Pidge. While Keith and Shiro are helplessly along for the ride. Let the craziness begin! Deep character exploration. Friendship, Humor, Team as family!
My Comments: Crack alert! This story is super fun, and I’m not just saying that because the most recent chapter has the kids playing DnD with Lance as a bard and Pidge as a rogue, nope, not at all.

The Pizza One by taylor_tut
Words: 1,268
Author’s Summary: Like four people requested an AU where Lance is a pizza delivery man and delivers a pizza to the other paladins (modern, college AU) while running a very high fever. They make sure he gets taken care of.
My Comments: This author just uploaded a whole CATALOGUE of Lance sickfics, so yeah, definitely check the author profile if you’re in the mood for a whole bunch of short fics featuring Lance injured, sick, feverish, or otherwise in need of care. I certainly enjoyed reading through the whole bunch. Picking this one out as my favorite for the way the others take in lonely, sick Lance who is just working way too hard and needs someone to look out for him. I love it.

Senmō by TheOtakuWithHazelEyes
Words: 4,399
Author’s Summary: While under the effects of an alien fever, Shiro dreams of another time when he was sick. Confused and ill, he cries out for the only person he thinks can aid him- his mother. (A moment of Shiro bonding with the paladins stemming from him being sick, and a look into his thoughts.)
My Comments: Really sweet hurt/comfort for Shiro, and some backstory that is poignant and lovely.

Day at the Beach by JackieNeedsMoreSleep
Words: 1,804
Author’s Summary: The team takes the day off to go to the beach but Pidge has to deal with Lance and some other asshole’s shit.
My Comments: Really cute, fun teamfic.

Intrinsic by buttered_onions
Words: 1,219
Author’s Summary: The first time Shiro felt the Force.
My Comments: Miss Onions just writes the BEST AUs, gah. This is full of powerful moments. I’m so proud of wee Padawan Shiro.

Lost in the Fog by oldmythologies for melonbug
Words: 2,395
Author’s Summary: Each one of them gives him something on his way back to them.
My Comments: Great take on what happened to Shiro in the S2 finale and how the others get him back.

Allura’s Twelve by windscryer
Words: 2,217
Author’s Summary: The Paladins learn that while there are a great many differences between Earth and Altean culture, movie genres are not one of them. Some things are just universal.
My Comments: Cute, fluffy teamy goodness. Just a pleasure to read.

Part of the Team by wingedflower
Words: 3,785
Author’s Summary: After a training session gone terribly wrong, Lance finally reaches his breaking point. Luckily, Coran knows exactly what to say.
My Comments: I just really really really love downhearted Lance and supportive Coran, gah, just give me all of it, just pour it over me, it’s SO GOOD.

Sweets at 7am by JackieNeedsMoreSleep
Words: 1,223
Author’s Summary: Keith walks into the kitchen to find his friends baking.
My Comments: Really cute, fluffy teamfic.

Emergency Lessons by Kalira
Words: 3,210
Author’s Summary: Pidge, Lance, and Keith land in several ‘emergencies’ and pull each other through them.
My Comments: Really lovely teamfic with a trio you don’t usually see put together. The second chapter was my favorite, but it’s all absolutely delightful.

Five Times: Keith and the Dads of Marmora by EdgarAllenPoet
Words: 4,816
Author’s Summary: [Bonus, one time it literally saved his life and he really didn’t have a choice but to roll with it]. So actually, this is a 'seven times’ fic, but that doesn’t quite have the same ring to it.“ 'If you want to rest more, I will stay. You are safe.’ Keith wondered quietly how the person talking to him now was possibly the same leader he’d met at the Blade of Marmora.”
My Comments: I LOVE THIS SO MUCH. Parts are funny and parts are poignant, but it’s all good start to finish. Favorite line: “Antok, listen. Listen, Antok. They are toddlers.”

and yet by achieving elysium (Ogygia)
Words: 1,194
Author’s Summary: After the Castle of Lions is reclaimed from Sendak, Coran finds himself left alone to his thoughts— guilt and sorrow for children who do not belong in a war. written for voltron angst week on tumblr | day one: smile
My Comments: Oh man, Coran angst always gets me in the throat. Really good stuff.

7 Times They Noticed by the_unoriginal_fox
Words: 5,549 (WIP 5/7)
Author’s Summary: Lance was alright. He was happy. He was fine. Except when he wasn’t.“Listen. Are you alright?”
“Uh…are you alright?”
“Are you okay buddy?”
“Are…are you in good health, paladin?“
Are…are you okay, paladin?”
“Hey. You okay?"His team mates, his second family - they noticed.
My Comments: It’s a genfic with Lance being supported by his entire team. I love it.

The Great Escape by Eastofthemoon
Words: 2,619
Author’s Summary: Keith did not like being cold, but he hated being chased by the Galra even more.
My Comments: The latest installment in one of my favorite Voltron fanfic series. Read it all if you haven’t before.

Previously Recced Fics That Updated:

Love and Other Questions by squirenonny
familiar by achieving elysium (Ogygia)
When You Reach Me by writterings
Shifting Sands by Cardigan_Quincy
A Dream Away by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Here Stands a Man by awkwardCerberus
A Song of Storm and Ice by BreakTheDawn
Gate Keeper by MoonlitPaladin (MoonlitStardust) for cupcakelevi
Masks by TiedyedTrickster
As Color Fades Away by IcyPanther
Must Surely Be Learning by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Someplace Like Home by squirenonny
The Meadows of Asphodel by Genesister (papirini) (now complete)
Taking One For The Team by ShiningRegalia
Little Lions by MidnightCreator (now complete)
Truce by kyanve
This Is New by TheHomestuckWhovian
The Garden of Heaven by Genesister (papirini)
It’s Getting Darker But I’ll Carry On by CamsthiSky
A Million Stars Apart by SerenePhenix
Coming Undone by Emerald_Ashes

The Legend of Heroes: Trails Series - Localization Blog #2

Hi, kids!

This is Brittany, Localization Producer at XSEED, editor/graphic text monkey/what-have-you for Trails in the Sky the 3rd, and current head for the Trails series in general. I’m very eager to write this blog, because it’ll be full of updates for FC, SC, and the 3rd.

Let’s get the 3rd’s status out of the way: schedule-wise, we’re currently doing great! When we announced this game last year, I was dead set on getting it out by spring 2017, so I’m very proud to say that goal is being met. Trails in the Sky the 3rd is coming to PC in English on…a date you’ll find out very, very soon.

Barring typos or odd QA hiccups (which can happen when “smashing” PSP and PC code together to get the best of both worlds), the game is in pretty good shape and we’re right where we need to be. It’s cleaning up very well.

               | QA is a sexy time and I won’t let you take it away from me.

I’d like to start by properly warning Trails newbies first: please play Trails in the Sky’s first and second chapters before playing the 3rd. Heck, please play them before even reading this blog! Although the 3rd is not a “third chapter” since the Estelle and Liberl’s story wrapped up with SC, this story still relies on knowledge gained by playing those two games. Internally, I’ve said before that the 3rd has only one target audience: people who’ve played both Trails FC and SC. Cold Steel fans will understand some of the lore dumping, but other details will be quite lost on lost you. Though, hey, if you want to purchase it anyway and help support my coffee fund, I ain’t gonna stop you. (Please buy it and play it later. I’m desperate, here.)

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Richonne “Say Yes” Review by Lauren Avila

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING POST CONTAINS SPOILERS TO TWD’S 7.12 “SAY YES”….. AND IT’S ALSO YVETTE NICOLE BROWN’S NOTEBOOK LONG!

I’m the queen of the world! Woo-hoo! I feel like I’m flying at the front of the most magnificent ship on television. Rick and Michonne Grimes are honestly one of the strongest, healthiest, and inspiring couples I’ve ever seen in any media form. I know it sounds cliche, and they are anything but cliche, but they complete each other. It’s remarkable really because independently they are already capable warriors who don’t NEED anyone but that’s essentially what makes this pair so amazing. Rick and Michonne on their own are survivors, but together they are an unstoppable force. This episode really was a beautiful tribute to each character but a undeniable display of their impressive teamwork. I loved this episode so much I can hardly express why. It was the little things that made me the happiest. I truly appreciate the hardwork that goes into The Walking Dead. The whole cast, crew, writers, and producers are in a caliber quite different from any other tv show out there. It’s such a gift to be able to pick up on new things each time you see an episode. As some fans might have noticed. There was a lot more to the episode than just what was at the surface, as often there is in any episode. Okay, so let’s dive in. There were parts of the episode that I was swooning over as a fangirl but other parts that I found I was completely fascinated by as a regular viewer. I found there was a lot of symbolism and signs going on especially regarding callbacks to other episodes and possible foreshadowing to the future. Let’s first discuss all the callbacks. As a whole, I feel like this episode sort of embodied their journey so far, individually and together. If you look enough into it (as a fangirl), you might even say this was like going down an AISLE of memory lane. ;)

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Words for a Weekend - Quantico Chapter 8

Dear everyone who asked - this has been a really loong time coming and I’m sorry for that! I debated for an age whether to do one long ending post or to subdivide into the end of Saturday and Sunday as the finale. In the end it divides best here. I have Sunday mostly written and am very excited and hopeful you will enjoy the ending and will try to get it up by the end of the week. This is a shorter chapter. But I like how it came out… I hope you will too.

Monday Night is Laundry Night || Tuesday Night is Taco Night || Washout Wednesday || Three Acts on a Thursday || First Thing Friday || Friday Night by Headlight || Sunrise Saturday || Words for a Weekend || So Long Sunday


Saturday Afternoon

Scully wakes, confused but comfortable, in a room with white curtains, afternoon sun and a sea-scented breeze. She can hear the nearby ocean roaring, and while her current prone position hides it from her gaze, she’s not complaining about the view.

Through an open french window she can see Mulder, bare to the waist, with his skinny ankles poking out from plaid flannel pants that look childhood soft and are at least four inches too short. He’s looking seawards, his shoulders sloping and relaxed and the sun is catching gold flecks in his hair that glimmer like his eyes did when he pulled her and the blanket close at 6am and kissed her to sleep. Scully stretches extravagantly in the crisp sheets and, slipping on his shirt, pads over. She is pleased when he doesn’t hear her, too lost in his own private world to expect her arrival until she announces it by running her hands over the warm relief of his abdomen and stepping in to press her lips to his shoulder blade. Wordlessly he invites her into his happy place, spinning her in front of him to look out over the water, and she melts into the space between his body and his arms, fitting and filling a vacuum that could have been created to her exact measurements. For a few moments there is silence, stillness in the face of the endless, immense battle between land and sea ahead of them, and neither of them thinks about how easily their battle ended, how giving into one another feels somehow like a victory rather than a concession.

Even on the edge of paradise though, reality has a habit of creeping in, and as Mulder’s fingers hover possessively in the grooves of her ribs, Scully can’t help but wonder what this means beyond the present. Downstairs in a still unopened bag, the weighty tomes of her future lie unread, the unpaid balance of the last gamble she took. Her training at the FBI is barely underway and yet here she is, leveraging a precious free weekend against another unknown, investing in another instinctive choice.

She’s not aware of her shoulders stiffening, or the way she is chewing her lip until Mulder softly says.

‘Don’t.’

Scully turns in towards him, her eyebrow already forming the question she hasn’t yet worked out how to verbalise and he doesn’t hesitate to caress her cheek, to reconnect them while he begs her,

‘Don’t think yet. Not today. You’re a brilliant scientist and I’m a conspiracy obsessed psychologist. We can both reason our way out of anything… but I don’t want to. Not yet. Be unreasonable with me. Just until tomorrow.’

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You And I (M)

Summary: In which you and Jungkook fall in love and he remembers you throughout every lifetime he’s had to live without you but now, three lifetimes later you’re here—only there’s a problem. You don’t recognize him, and you’re in love with someone else.
Pairing: Jungkook | Reader + a side of Jimin | Reader
Genre: Angst/Fluff/Smut, Reincarnation AU
Word Count: 11,566
Author’s Note: I FINALLY DECIDED TO WRITE SOME SMUT; major kudos to @kimvtae for reading some of it and reassuring me it wasn’t as trashy as I kept thinking it out to be.

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Jungkook still remembers the very first day he ever laid eyes on you, as long ago as that memory may seem, those experiences and emotions like a fresh spring breeze brushing through his hair, always reminding him of good times—better times, those simple snapshots in time where he saw you and believed almost immediately that you were the one he was searching for. That you, in all your kind intentions and gracious smiles and adorable disposition, were the being he was destined to search for in every generation, every extension and breadth of lifetimes.

Every past lifetime leading up to the very first time had been spent searching, wandering, dreaming of your features, your smile, every little piece of this strange other. It was very rare that someone be reborn with the same consistent thoughts of another person brewing in one’s mind, settling themselves into deep corners of the consciousness where they could never be ripped away. It was said that individual beings were always renewed with the same features, same name, same passions, same hopes and dreams, same soul; memories, however, could not so easily be recovered. And yet Jungkook remained, knowing in his heart that he would wait forever for you.

He searched each lifetime, traveled far and wide, explored and uncovered and wandered, only to turn up empty-handed—he never knew what he was looking for, but it was just the kind of thing in which he would know when he saw you.

And know he certainly did.

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viridian-sunset-deactivated2017  asked:

i've been writing a lot about shiro (but a comic sorta thing) and i keep getting this feeling... about shiro having identity issues. i feel bad bc i project a lot but i always wonder if he would struggle with that (i mean.. looking at Crystal Venom just before he ejects sendak into space, and also in rebirth, but where shiro gains what seems like a more stable confidence about being the pilot of the black lion). just a random ask i guess. wondered if you have any thoughts?

I’ll preface this by saying that I am not an expert, especially on the kind of trauma that Shiro went through. I’m pretty comfortable writing certain forms of PTSD because I’ve had experience with it myself, but what happened to Shiro is on a whole ‘nother level, so much so that I’m hesitant to tackle it in my writing and so far have mostly just picked around the edges. I could be totally, totally wrong in what I’m about to say.

That said, yes. I think Crystal Venom made it clear that Shiro is experiencing a lot of trouble with his identity and his role both on the team and in the universe as a whole. Season 2 expanded on it, as well. I’m not sure how much of what Sendak said to Shiro in that episode was Sendak’s consciousness projecting through the castle and how much Shiro was hallucinating, but the entire episode pulled up some very deep trauma for him. Even at the beginning, when everyone wandered away and Shiro was stuck standing there, just staring at Sendak, he already seemed to be lowkey dissociating. And it just got worse. The part where he yelled at Sendak, “You’re a BROKEN soldier,” the way he said it (and all praise to Josh Keaton’s voice acting, for real) seemed dragged from his gut. He was either saying something he’d heard someone else to say him, or something he’d thought about himself. 

Shiro feels broken. He hides it, and he does everything he can to present only the pieces of himself that he thinks are useful to his team and to his mission, but he gets tired. He lets it slip, with Keith, with the black lion, even sometimes, just glimpses, with Allura. Throughout the second season, he kept looking ahead to a future beyond this fight, and he didn’t see himself there. That was why he set up Keith to be the leader after him, and I think it also fed into his recklessness when he was fighting Zarkon on the astral plane. I sort of expected him to falter when suddenly presented with the emperor of the universe, the being personally responsible for all the suffering and pain Shiro had gone through, but he didn’t hesitate. And I really think it was because he wasn’t fighting for himself, not at that moment. He was fighting for the black lion’s autonomy, and for his teammates’ freedom from Zarkon’s constant pursuit. His own needs fell to far, far lower priority, practically non-existent. And while it was awesome and badass and I cheered out loud at that massive punch, I was also terrified for Shiro. Black HAD to come and save him. He was completely incapable of saving himself, not just because his skills weren’t up to it, but also because emotionally, he’d already thrown himself away. I need to rewatch the finale again, but I think it also affected him there.

Shiro tries SO HARD. He was chosen by destiny or whatever to be the leader of the only force in the universe that has a chance of saving it, and he does everything he can to live up to that. He does a great job, most of the time. But he’s also a kid by any objective measure who has suffered massively and been given zero time to heal, and it shows. It would be strange if he WASN’T suffering identity issues, honestly. It’s a wonder if he’s managing to hold onto any shred of himself outside of his role as the head of Voltron, the black paladin, with a billion tons of pressure on his shoulders. And, I mean. Pressure makes diamonds. But it also makes you hard. Sometimes that means brittle, not impermeable. And brittle things can shatter.

Again, just my opinon. But thanks for asking! I spent a couple days thinking about it.

lov-lymj  asked:

what were your thoughts on 117 do you think our ship sank permanently? I mean I expected Pin to reject her and not giving her any "wait till you graduated" hopes, but still a part of me just died. Pin is really one hell of a good complex character, a insight chapter would do wonders haha.

Thank you so much @lov-lymj for reaching out to me about my thoughts! I agree that a chapter from Pin’s perspective would be the best thing ever (actually can we get a whole spin-off series of Kimi ni Todoke from his point of view? Please Shiina?). 

I’d been meaning to write out my thoughts on Chapter 117 for a while, but then I thought the moment had passed, so thank you for giving me a reason to get everything out. Unfortunately, you asked someone who LOVES to talk, so your answer is about 4 pages worth of word vomit and feelings.

Still, I hope you and any other ayapinners who are worried about our ship sinking will find some encouragement in my analysis. Obviously these are just my opinions and interpretations, and you are totally free to disagree.

Let me start off by saying I also felt like a little part of me died when I first read the chapter summary for 117, and based on what I was seeing in the Japanese forum I follow, a lot of people felt let down or disappointed with the outcome. Like you, I wasn’t expecting him to “accept” her feelings in this chapter. I thought he would probably reject her, but that we would be given at least a hug or some sort of real indication that they’d get together in the future. When I was reading the Japanese summaries and poring over people’s comments, there seemed to be very little hope.

But then I saw the chapter.

Our ship, far from sinking, has new wind in its sails.

The big event in Chapter 117 is Ayane’s confession, and Pin verbally, formally, rejects her. He says to her roughly what he said to Kurumi at the beginning of the manga, that she’s too young (paraphrasing), and deflects her attempts to draw out his true feelings. Ayane thinks to herself that she’s been utterly defeated, and resolves to make the best of things and move forward; while her eating the cough drop and resolution to become an adult that Pin will be proud of are preferable to seeing her broken and devastated, they do seem to give an impression that things are finished for ayapin.

If we only look at this course of events, it is easy to believe that we have witnessed the bittersweet end of a doomed pairing that, nevertheless, had lovely development.

But there’s a lot more to the chapter than Ayane’s confession. I would even go so far as to say this chapter invites us into Pin’s perspective for the first time, and that if we look closely at that, there’s so much going on under the surface of his rejection.

When Pin thinks she failed, he bends over backwards to comfort her however he can; he makes them coffee, he very gently places her mug in front of her (before carelessly slamming his own on the table), he prioritizes her feelings over his own health, he compliments her efforts and encourages her (using a variety of tactics), and he is visibly distressed when she starts crying (he even moves closer to her while she’s inconsolable).

Then when she tells him she passed the exam, he gets so riled up that he nearly tells her he was waiting for her all day. His reaction as he cuts himself off is very interesting – for some reason, he doesn’t want her to know that he was waiting for her. He almost gets carried away with his feelings, but pulls back at the last second; he then denies it with an immature expression. When he finally admits that he was waiting for her, he doesn’t just say, “Yes I waited a while” or “Yeah I waited a little, I guess” – he fervently declares that he was waiting for her the entire day. This poignant moment is filled with tension, and from the shading and his expression, it seems to be one in which he is releasing very pent-up feelings (kind of a confession in its own right).

The next moment is equally revealing. When she cries again, there are sparkles around her (in fact, there are sparkles around her almost every time she cries in this chapter) – and we seem to be seeing her from Pin’s perspective. He smiles at her affectionately (which she doesn’t see), but his face is partially obscured; the panel has an air of mystery, and is reminiscent of certain panels of his in other chapters (87, 93, 97, 112). I get the sense that something is hidden from us in moments like these. During the toast, her tearful smile really surprises him, and in the next panel he is at a loss for words; I don’t think it’s making too big a leap here to say that, if he hasn’t already (he totally has), this is the moment when he thinks, “She’s cute.” He frantically leaves the room to dry his hair, despite the fact that they were in the middle of celebrating…

(Aaah, nothing like a lot of hot air blowing in your face to deflate the sexual tension!)

When he comes back and notices the box, Ayane asks him if he knows what day it is. Pin, the guy who is always very conscious of Valentine’s Day / romantic holidays (and how popular he is), says, “It’s the day your results come out.” He has been so focused on Ayane Ayane’s exam result that he has entirely forgotten Valentine’s Day! That’s huge!

And during her confession…

He gives her an out. But she refuses to take it. Even knowing that she won’t be accepted, she is completely honest about her feelings.

His expression when she looks him in the eye and tells him she loves him is probably my favorite in the chapter, and maybe even the whole series. I honestly don’t know how Shiina got the lines so soft…He is completely blown away by her. Pin knows Ayane better than any other person in this series; he realized her feelings at Christmas, but he probably never expected her to admit them. He thinks very highly of her, but I think he believed she would always keep her feelings to herself, because that’s what she’s done with her emotions throughout the story. He isn’t allowed to return her feelings while he’s her teacher, so he tries to spare her any added embarrassment by discreetly letting her know that he already knows. So to see this girl he thought he knew so well bravely and defiantly confess to him, to witness her fighting for him despite her fear – there’s such a beautiful sense of wonder and surprise on his face.

And his answer is far from straightforward, despite his line about her being “10 years early” and “out of range”; even though he verbally rejects her, he eats every last chocolate in the box. Not just one out of pity, or two to appease her. The man who makes a point of complaining about how much he dislikes sweet things eats them all, and even says they taste good.

I believe that in eating all of the chocolate, he is actually accepting her feelings. He can’t return them at this moment (concern for her future, age gap, professionalism, all of the above, whatever it may be), but he can accept them in his heart. After eating the chocolate, there is a heavily shaded partial close-up of Pin’s face, and he doesn’t speak to her immediately. He seems to be considering something… If he didn’t have any feelings for her, I don’t think he would need such a long time to formulate a rejection. I don’t think he would keep her waiting in suspense that long for no reason. And he stares at her so intently. In these panels, I see an inner struggle – he wants to formally accept, but more than his own happiness, he wants her to be free to pursue her dreams without a guy (who will probably always live in Kitahoro) holding her back.

So he gives her a genuine smile and tries to reject her with as much levity as possible.

And if we were still in doubt that he’s holding something back, Shiina goes out of her way to give us another telling moment.

When Ayane asks Pin if he ever thought she was cute, he is initially surprised. Looking at her eager, hopeful expression, he seems somewhat wistful, and his face has that meaningful shadow. We know that he thought she was cute in this chapter (before he left to dry his hair), and there have been moments in other chapters when he might have; but he playfully taps her head and denies it with a smile. So what we can infer is, if he’s holding that back, what else is he hiding from her?

The praise he gives her as she’s leaving is also, to me, a sort of confession. We learn that he hasn’t forgotten about the time she gave him chocolate in Chapter 45 – the moment that has been of recurring importance to Ayane throughout the series has not only been remembered by Pin, but treasured. He tells her he was happy when she did that, and showers her with praise for her kindness and personal growth. To me, it sounds as if he’s telling her all the reasons he loves her without being able to use those words.

And that’s what I think this chapter confirms. Pin does love her, and has for a long time, whether he fully realizes it or not. And I think Shiina is telling us not to give up hope, even if the timing is not right at this particular moment.

Looking at the chapter from a narrative point of view, it makes no sense to show us so many reactions from Pin if this really is the end of the line. We see him worry and get flustered over her – what would be the point if this was it? In fact, if her only intention was to give Ayane a bittersweet first love, I don’t think she would have so carefully and gradually built up all of their moments together. Why show us any reactions from Pin at all? He’s technically a supporting character, their chapters are always in Ayane’s perspective – if she was planning for an ending where they can’t ever be together, why have so many scenes that illustrate their mutual closeness? She could have just had Ayane pining for him and shown us a kind but disinterested Pin. Their interactions do not resemble those of Chizu and Tohru early on in the series, where there is a large degree of distance on one side and a childhood crush on the other. Pin clearly cares for Ayane deeply, and time and time again we see his very personal investment in her aspirations and feelings.

As far as what will happen between them going forward, I’m really not sure.

I’ve strongly believed for a while that we will get a pretty heart-pounding interaction between them after graduation, and I’m still hoping for one (why not? lol). Again, thinking about things narratively, and keeping in mind that Shiina loves her ayapin foreshadowing: why have Ayane’s results come out on Valentine’s Day? Why have Ayane confess on Valentine’s Day? She’s given Pin chocolate on the last two, so it rounds things in her arc out nicely. But I think it’s more than that. If her confession happened any other day, there wouldn’t be a follow-up…but what if White Day happens to fall after the graduation ceremony? Pin is, at the very least, “obligated” to give her something in return for the Valentine’s chocolate he accepted…and if it’s after graduation…well, maybe they won’t date, but I’m hoping we get some sort of encouraging interaction since he’ll no longer be her teacher (maybe he’ll give her his number and tell her to keep in touch, or finally admit that he does think she’s cute). I really do believe we’re in for a surprise after graduation, and that some of the depressing “finality” in this chapter is to mislead us so that we’re really surprised later. I think Shiina is building us up for a sweet, unexpected pay-off down the road…

I also think the graduation photo album could have an impact on Pin at the ceremony – in Chapter 115 Chigusa mentions that she’s taking pictures for the album, and Shiina might be foreshadowing a slideshow or something. That picture of them having a great time together really affected Ayane, so maybe it could make Pin realize something too…

And if that doesn’t happen, I’m 95 percent sure we’ll see them either dating, married, or running into each other and connecting in a 10-years-later epilogue (even Pin’s rejection hints at this). I would love to see one of the first two options especially (because after waiting this long it would be great to see them finally together as a couple), but I could also see Shiina doing the classic “What?! It’s you, Yano?!” mix-up (slow-burn til the end, haha).

Having said all of that, I could be wrong. There’s a new chapter coming out this week that may render all of this analysis completely irrelevant, or we may find out in a few months that this chapter was indeed the end for them. But until Shiina is done with this wonderful series, I think we should keep our heads up, because anything could happen.

I personally believe she won’t disappoint us. Ayane and Pin are always featured with the other two couples on magazine and chapter covers (115 spotlighted the 3 couples a ton even in the chapter itself), and after 12 years of slowly and carefully building their relationship, I can’t imagine Shiina just throwing ayapin away at the end; if this were a one-shot manga or a story that had only 50 chapters, I would be a little more concerned. Plus, Ayane has been through so much and endured and grown – I think Shiina will give her a happy ending, ultimately, because she really, really deserves one. If the other two couples are still together in the final chapter, I think Ayane and Pin definitely have a future together.

This was a very long way of saying to you and all ayapin shippers, “Please don’t be discouraged or give up hope!” I’m also anxious to see what will happen, but given the way their relationship was portrayed in this chapter, I’m inclined to believe that this is only the beginning for them. :) 

Nine ~ An EXO Series

An EXO murder mystery AU feat. ot9

Not requested

Genre: Suspense, (light) smut 

Member(s): ot9

Summary: (of this series) Fourteen deaths and counting. Nine suspects. One killer. Can you find the killer before he finds you?

A/N: Yeesh. Okay. Every chapter will feature different members, so you’ll eventually get to see your fave :)

WARNINGS: Stalking, violence against women, killing, violence in general. Also, smut.

{Chapter one} {Chapter two} {Chapter three} {Chapter four} {Chapter five} {Chapter six, coming soon}



As he slowly and painfully removes the large and bloody knife from his ninth victim’s arm, he smirks down at the woman writhing in pain below him on the bed. 

“So pretty,” he says sadistically, pulling her fish net stockings down. Exposing the rest of her body, he pulls the next item from behind him.

A box cutter.

“It’s alright love, you’ll feel really good soon, okay?” when she doesn’t respond, he scoffs. “You’re lucky I’m in a good mood today, or else I would’ve killed you right then and there.” cutting a deep line down her thigh, the prostitute screams, but is quickly muffled by his hands. “Shhh baby, shhh. The other girls can’t hear you, okay? Can you keep quiet for me?” he says as he draws more blood from her body. Satisfied with the amount of pain she’s in, he unbuckles his jeans and reveals his hard and angry length, before he forces it into her. Without good lubrication, he sighs in frustration. “Bad girl…not wet enough for me.” pulling out, he pulls his pants back up as his anger starts to build. “Get a little wetter for me, hm?” when she shakes her head in whimpers in pain, pleads leaving her mouth, he rolls his eyes.

“Bad girl.” is all he says before he slits her throat, drawing deep red blood from her throat. Getting on the white clean sheets, he clicks his tongue. 

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Scarier Things

Summary: Dan’s worst fear is being outed, and his boggart knows that. After being outed to his class, Phil shows him that there are scarier things than being gay (and maybe that wasn’t the smartest idea, but he’s a Hufflepuff, not a Ravenclaw).

TW: uhh, being outed prematurely i think, internalized homophobia

Word Count: 5.3k

Genre: Fluff and Smut whoop!

edit: CHECK OUT THIS ART THAT @vegapancakes MADE!!!

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we’re the lucky ones

@natsumeweek 2017
(Bonus) Day 7; Favorite headcanon

Headcanon: Everyone loves Natsume. Everyone.

Continuation of this fic because I have no control over my life :’)

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When Natsume and Nishimura finally show up, almost two hours later than they said they’d be, they’re soaking wet and smiling sheepishly and—

Holding hands.

Katsumi freezes, watching them amble carelessly in from the light rain. Nishimura’s jacket is draped over Natsume’s head, and Natsume’s jacket is wrapped around a disgruntled-looking Nyanko-sensei, and they only seem to have eyes for each other.

“Sorry we’re late,” Natsume says, accepting the towels Katsumi hands him. “We missed our bus.”

“No thanks to Nyanko-sensei,” Nishimura adds smartly, and pretends not to hear the cat’s annoyed reply. He reaches for Natsume’s hand as they follow Katsumi down the hall, as casually as anything, and adds, “D'you think we could order some food? I’m starving.

Katsumi says sure, and let him just go find the house phone, he’ll be right back and they can just make themselves comfortable.

Two rooms away, he yanks his cellphone out of his pocket and stabs viciously at the screen.

What the hell is this?? Since when are Nishimura and Natsume a THING??

His reply comes fifteen seconds later.

Since now, apparently! It’s about time!!

Taki you TRAITOR

Hey, we all agreed to be fair to each other! Don’t be all sour because you didn’t get what you wanted!

Easy for you to say, he sends back bitterly. You have *Sasada*

A string of heart emojis is all he gets back, and he puts his phone away with a scowl. Snatching up a handful of takeout menus from the table in the hall, Katsumi follows the sound of conversation back to where he left his friends in the family room.

Great. Now he’s gonna have to deal with this all night.

They’re sitting on the same side of the low table, watching a video on Nishimura’s phone. Natsume’s head is resting comfortably on Nishimura’s shoulder, and the look on his face is far too affectionate to be for anything that he could possibly be watching in a video. 

He looks happy, though. Really happy. 

Shoving a mess of complicated and painfully unrequited feelings to the back of his mind, Katsumi steps into the room with a bright grin and a flourish of the takeout menus.

“You guys are hungry, right? Let’s eat. Well, first let’s get you some dry clothes. And then we’re cramming for your mock exam tomorrow, because something tells me you’ll need all the help you can get.”

Nishimura groans and sets his phone aside, and Natsume says warmly, “Thank you again, Shibata.” 

And it’s wildly unfair that his smile should still be allowed to do melty things to Katsumi’s heart. There’s no justice in this world. Katsumi is calling Tanuma tonight in formal protest. 

But for now, for Natsume, he waves it off and says, “Yeah, yeah. No problem.”

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Kallura Dating AU Fanfic Ideas

Okay, so this is an idea for a Kallura AU I’ve had for quite some time, but I was hesitant to share it because;

1) It’s kind of corny and far fetched and really just wishful thinking and such, but I still had a lot of fun thinking about it.

2) I was worried it would be found by some angry Klance shippers. Not gonna lie, those guys scare me!!

Anyway, I finally decided to take the plunge and share it with my fellow Kallura shippers. These are mainly just notes and ideas for this AU. Not sure if I will ever write this in the future, but it’s still a fun idea to play around with.

As for any Klance shippers out there….please don’t hurt me, I mean no disrespect.

Back to this, the idea came to me one day while I was just scrolling through the Kallura tags and thought to myself this random idea; “how would it have been like if Keith and Allura were already a couple since the start of the series?”

Now, of course I knew that was impossible since how could they have met before that time when Keith was still stuck on earth and Allura was frozen alive millions of galaxies away, right? Well, then I remembered the fact that Allura is connected to the lions as stated by Coran in the first episode….and Keith was able to sense the energy of the Blue Lion back on earth. We still have no explanation as to how Keith was able to do that, I really hope they do eventually address it in the show, but what if, somehow, Keith managed to connect to Allura when he sensed the energy of the Blue Lion?

Here is where it gets all Young Adult Fantasy Novel-ish, so please humor me here.

IDEAS!!!

*While in stasis, Allura’s Altean quintessence, or magic whichever you call it, created some kind of Astral Mind Plane while she was asleep. So, in this AU she was aware she was asleep but not for how long and wether or not her father was alive. Think of it like the computer AI of her father where she is surrounded by juniperberries and can manifest anything she wishes, except living breathing people or animals, which makes her feel very lonely and only the imaginary animals can keep her company.

*Back on earth, while Keith is still a student at the Garrison, her often travels to the desert to have some alone time, or see his old shack. He senses something about this place, but is unsure what. Every night when he goes to sleep he’s reminded of that energy he felt in that area, even if it was faint, and one night finds himself mentally transported into Allura’s Astral Plane.

*At first, Keith assumes he’s dreaming and spots Allura, but before he can ask her where he is, she surprises him by flipping and throwing him to the ground, having grabbed his Marmora Blade (still wrapped up) and points it at Keith’s neck, demanding to know who he is. (Talk about a first impression) 

*Upon realizing he felt actual pain, Keith realizes he’s not dreaming and Allura introduces herself, explaining what the world is, merely a manifestation of her own mind, which somehow Keith managed to enter somehow.

*At first, the two get off to a rough start, not entirely sure if to trust one another and the two ask various questions about the other. After a while, they two conclude neither is a threat, and Allura theorizes maybe Keith is her ticket to waking up and defeating Zarkon.

*The next morning when he wakes up, Keith notices that he still feels the same soar on his back from when Allura knocked him down, concluding once again that everything was real.

*Life goes as normal for Keith during the day at the Garrison, and at night he keeps visiting Allura in the Astral Plane, where she shows him her memories of Altea and culture and about Voltron, as well as her hoping Altea is still there, as is her father who may also be frozen and asleep, and hopes she will wake up and see her people again. Keith and Allura bond over having lost their families and feeling alone, and how they feel more comfortable in the outdoors. Keith finds an immediate liking to the exotic and rare flowers of Altea, as well as the forests Allura says she used to sneak into when she was young because she wanted to see the neon butterflies at midnight, despite her father’s forbiddance.

*This trend continues on for as long as Keith had spent at the Garrison. Every visit brought the two closer and they learned something new about the other. For the first time, Allura doesn’t feel alone in who knows how long, since even she herself is unaware of how long she had been asleep, since time there seems to sit still for her. Keith finally finds someone he feels comfortable enough to open up to, aside from Shiro, and discovers that he’s much happier during the day, something Shiro takes notice of. Though, not bouncing happy, just smiling more and a bit more easy-going than before.

*Shiro one day asks Keith what has caused his sudden shift in demeanor. Keith tells Shiro she met someone online, a girl from England named Allura, and that they’ve been video chatting for seven months now. Shiro asks Keith if maybe she could come and visit, but Keith lies and says her “parents” won’t let her, due to being overly protective. If Keith told Shiro he had been seeing an alien princess in some kind of mystical dream-like realm Shiro would be inspecting what Keith’s been putting in his drinks.

*Allura does tell Keith about Voltron and about how she’s not sure where the lions are, or wether or not Zarkon has them hostage. Keith, after so much time, wholeheartedly decides he wants to help Allura, though he questions how he can if they’re so far apart. More determined than ever, Keith vows he will find a way to reach Allura, no matter what it takes. This is when they finally share their first kiss.

*During this time, Keith tries to figure out a way to find Allura by doing more research on space travel, and even sneaking into the Garrison library for more information, nearly getting caught in the process, leading to the professors believing he has a “disciplinary” issue, as well as arriving to classes late.

*Shiro one day confronts Keith about this and states that he needs to get his priorities straight. Keith, of course, only agrees without revealing anything about Allura.

*Shortly after, Shiro and the Holts head off for the Kerberos mission and when Shiro is presumed dead, Keith morns the loss while Allura comforts him.

*Afterwards, due to more problems at the Garrison, Keith is eventually kicked out of the Garrison (or dropped out, whichever), and spends all his time back in his old Shack. That is where he starts to sense the energy, stronger than before, and finally finds the cave with the Blue Lion symbols. Once he tells Allura, she is overjoyed, because this means if Keith finds the Blue Lion he can finally reach her and together they can maybe find the other lions in the process.

*Of course, Keith’s search is proved in vain since he still can’t find where the lion is, never the less, Allura still offers him words of encouragement and comfort and the two share fun stories and play like little kids in the juniperberry fields to ease the stress. Other times, they would just sit by a tree close to one another and kissing. Each one more passionate than the last.

*A year later, when Shiro finally returns, Keith explains to them what he found, yet still doesn’t inform them about Allura, since he’s still not sure how they will take this information, and if he reveals he knows about Voltron then they might suspect him of something.

*The first episode goes as it did, only with a huge twist for the rest of the paladins. When Allura wakes up, she does pin Lance to the ground when he tries to flirt with her, and when she sees Keith, the two are frozen in place, overwhelmed with a sense of shock and happiness. The two embrace and share a loving kiss, which shocks, and confuses, everyone else. It’s here where Keith finally reveals the truth and apologizes for not having said anything until now. For the remainder of the episode, Keith and Allura are often side by side, and near the end after they formed Voltron, Lance is expecting Allura to hug him, only to be disappointed when she instead runs up to Keith.

*The rest of the series happens as in cannon, but with Keith and Allura behaving more like a couple. Even during the hilarious food fight scene in episode 2, Keith managed to catch on to what Allura was planning when she flung the green alien food at Pidge, reminding him of the times they would play certain games while in the Astral Plane, and by the end the two go off to have a dinner for two. Without throwing stuff this time.

*In “Crystal Venom”, before Keith gave Allura his jacket, which she wears all episode over her pink nightgown, and at the end after Allura had to say goodbye to her father Keith sits beside her the entire time, holding her hand, while she’s still wearing his jacket.

A/N: Allurea wearing Keith’s jacket gives me life!

*In the second to last episode, when Allura and Shiro infiltrated the Galra ship, she and Keith share a moment and Allura, while in her Galra form, lifts Keith up and kisses him, and Keith doesn’t mind at all.

*After Allura is captured, a desperate Keith realizes he may still be able to telepathically communicate with Allura just as they did when he was back on Earth. He is able to commune with her in the same filed as before and Keith promises to rescue her, but Allura begs he and the paladins don’t hand the lions to Zarkon. Hesitant, Keith still promises he’ll find a way to break her out, but does stay true to her word, and the two share a kiss. Never the less, the paladins still go ahead and face Zakon’s defenses with Voltron, and Keith obviously doesn’t protest. (which, the last part surprisingly happened in cannon too.)

*As for the Keith!Galra subplot, while in this AU Allura is well aware of Keith’s dagger, but just like him is unaware that it’s Galra origins. When both believe they are the reason Zarkon keeps finding them, naturally the two run off to see if that is the case, and during this time they have the usual cannon conversation, only added with Allura taking notice that something is bothering Keith, but he’s unsure if to tell her what he suspects about his heritage. After the pod blows up (and that iconic Space Dance scene happens!) Keith finally admits to Allura about the dagger and was worried what she would think of him, for he’s now more confused than ever about who he is. Even if they are not entirely convinced Keith is Galra or connected to them by his own free will, Allura states she knows Keith and knows he would never betray her or the team.

*During the Space Mall episode, Keith does manage to find an antique shop where he finds a locket with a flower styled like a junperberry. Lucky for him, the owner finds the treasure “worthless” and tosses it out, only for Keith to quickly grab it before he suspected anything.

*After it’s stated conclusively that Keith is in fact half Galra, Allura still doesn’t hate him, but is left in shock to uncover that the man she loves is part of the race that destroyed her people. She doesn’t resent him or shut him out, but she does behave a bit distant not out of hatred, but out of confusion and fear of losing him. After Keith and Hunk return from the Weblurm she realizes on her own she never should have been afraid to begin with, and that Galra or not, he is still her Keith. Then, this scene happens….

Allura: “Hunk, thank you for getting the scoltrite.”

Hunk: “No problem. You know, Keith was there too. Isn’t there something you’d like to–” *(Hunk is completely cut off when Allura runs up to Keith and surprises him with a kiss on the lips)* “Oh… nevermind.”

*Before Keith goes on the suicide mission, Allura once again speaks with Keith about the whole thing, mainly because she doesn’t want him to leave without saying how she feels. She apologizes for even suggesting the idea of Keith ever betraying her because of her own hatred and trauma the Galra had caused her.

Allura: “I’m so sorry I hurt you. You’ve proven time and time again it’s not what’s in your blood, it’s who you are that counts. And who you are…is the man I love.”

*Keith is taken off guard because this was the first time either one of them had said “I love you.” Guess what his answer is…. ;)

Keith: “Allura…I love you too.”

*Aaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnndddddddd……….Cue the Kiss!! And Keith handing Allura the locket he found.

*Of course, when Allura is presumably dead, Keith not only screams her name, but also lets out a heartbroken yell, almost like a roar, and cries literal tears and slams his fists onto the dashboard. Once it’s revealed Allura is still alive, he smiles and the two share a tight loving embrace once they are reunited right before rushing towards the Black Lion and find Shiro missing.

To be continued in season 3….

Wow, this turned out longer than I expected, but since I’m not entirely sure if I will have the time (or, at least as much time as I hope) to work on this, at least I get to share the ideas with my fellow Kallura shippers. If anyone wishes to “adopt” this story, just send me a message.

Thank you Kallura shippers, I love you guys!

Imagine Hearing Jack Sing about Santa Fe

You feel numb. Nothing in your life has ever prepared you for what you just saw. You had been walking home from work, past The World, same as always, but what you saw there shocked your very core. Young boys, your age and even younger, were being beaten by police officers. You even saw one poor crippled boy being dragged away in handcuffs. One of the men taking him away had snickered, “So much for the newsboys’ strike.” It hit you like a punch in the gut. The newsies had tried to strike, and they were paying dearly for it. Now you stop and press your back against a building, trying to find something solid to anchor yourself against all these dizzying thoughts.

“Folks, we finally got a headline: ‘Newsies Crushed as Bulls Attack!’” a voice cries from above you. You jump, startled. “Crutchie’s callin’ me. Dumb crip’s just too damn slow! Guys are fightin’, bleedin’, fallin’ thanks to good old Captain Jack. Captain Jack just wants to close his eyes… and GO!”

Jack. You’ve heard that name before. That crippled boy had been yelling it as he was dragged away. So he must be Crutchie, and the boy above you must be Jack. Your heart aches for him. He must have been through a lot today.

“Let me go,” Jack almost whispers. “Far away, somewhere they won’t never find me, and tomorrow won’t remind me of today.”

He sounds so desperate. You wish you could help him. You look around and spot the fire escape. Without even thinking, you brush a lock of (h/c) hair behind your ear, hold up your (fav/c) skirt, and begin climbing.

“When the city’s finally sleepin’, and the moon looks old and grey, I get on a train that’s bound for Santa Fe. And I’m gone! And I’m done! No more runnin’, no more lyin’. No more fat old men denyin’ me my pay! Just a moon so big an’ yellow, it turns night right into day. Dreams come true! Yeah, they do. In Santa Fe!”

It’s slow going for you. Your skirt has gotten in the way of your progress several times, and once it almost caused you to crash to the ground. As Jack paints this picture of Santa Fe, you begin to feel as he does. Life here has hardly been tolerable for you. Maybe Santa Fe is better.

“Where does it say you gotta live and die here? Where does it say a guy can’t catch a break? HUH?” he cries, yelling at the world, sounding trapped, desperate, hopeless. “Why should you only take what you’re given? Why should you spend your whole life livin’ trapped where there ain’t no future, even at seventeen? Breakin’ your back for someone else’s sake!”

One more ladder separates you two. A tear rolls down your check. You hadn’t even realized you are crying.

“If a life don’t seem to suit ya, how ‘bout a change of scene? Far from the lousy headlines and the deadlines in between! Santa Fe! My old friend! I can’t spend my whole life dreamin’, though I know that’s all I seem inclined to do. I ain’t gettin’ any younger,” his voice breaks. You’re sure he’s crying too. “And I wanna start brand new! I need space! And fresh air! Let ‘em laugh in my face, I don’t care! Save my place! I’ll be there.”

You’re at the top now, on the same level he is. He’s facing away from you, clutching the railing with all his might. Now that you’re up here, you suddenly wish you weren’t. Now is obviously not the time to bother him.

“Just… be real is all I’m askin’, not some paintin’ in my head,” he whispers. “’Cause I’m dead if I can’t count on you today.” He yells now. “I got nothin’ if I ain’t got SANTA FE!!!”

He hangs his head, cap clenched in his fist. He’s breathing hard. You decide not to disturb him and start to climb down the ladder again. Unfortunately, your skirt catches on your foot, and you slip. You scream and barely catch yourself with one hand. Jack is there in an instant.

“Give me your hand,” he says, reaching toward you. You give it to him, and he easily hauls you up.

“Thanks. I’m (y/n),” you shakily say. “I’m sorry for being up here. I was walking by, and… I wanted to make sure you were alright.”

“Oh, I’m just swell,” Jack sarcastically replies. He flops down in a corner and puts his head in his hands.

“If you ever need help with your strike,” you say slowly, knowing that is a touchy subject, wiping the tears from your eyes again and heading to the ladder. “I’ll be there.” You begin to descend the ladder, more slowly this time. “And Jack, if you do go to Santa Fe, take me with you, please?”

“Sure, (y/n),” he replies, his voice cracking again. “You and me, goin’ to Santa Fe.”

Duck

Anon requested: For a chubby self conscious reader being teased for being fat and they say no one could pick her up but Gadreel over hears (she lives w/ the Winchesters) and gadreel picks her up so easy and snirks at the dickheads. And walks back to Dean.

A/N: I’ve never written Gadreel before: he’s probably horribly ooc, but I’m satisfied with the result. And anon, I hope I didn’t butcher your request too much: I kinda ran amok with it… And I hope you wanted a Gadreel x reader, because that’s what I wrote.

Let me know what you think. I thrive on feedback. Also, let me know if you want me to tag you in future stories :)

Word count: 3564


The hunt was over. Fucking finally!! After three gruelling weeks, night upon sleepless night of research, and one face palming epiphany, the three of you had reversed the curse that had turned the whole town into mindless zombies more or less.

Of course, Gadreel had helped you out. He spent most of his days in the bunker or on the road with you anyway.

At first, Sam and Dean, but especially Sam, had been super uncomfortable, but the angel had apologised and apologised, doing his best to earn forgiveness. Eventually the Winchesters had grown used to him being there, and you suspected they even began to enjoy his company.

This made you very happy. The angel had grown on you too, and after a few months you realised that you had developed a teensy crush on him. All right. It wasn’t a tiny one: maybe you’d even go so far as to say you were in love – and although you’d never say it out loud, Dean had asked you why you were always humming “that song from Hercules”.

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Adventures: an annotation

[The genesis for the ‘story’ was @randomlyjay posting a post asking everyone to reblog the post if they were jaysome. Mostly as a meta joke on the ‘reblog if’ stuff out there though I knew it would eventually reach beyond those who a) follow Jay and b) know what jaysome is. {Spoilers: it’s jaysome :p}. Some people reblogged the post to their side blogs, leading to messages to them from Jay about how he knows the post was their post because he’s really good at bindings. And then asking if their side blogs needed more jaysome since of course that was the only reason people would reblog the post to side blogs and not their regular one :)   

Jay is nothing if not arrogant in his innocence. 

@feverfewm pointed out that Jay, of all entities, would know the value of side blogs. Which inspired the idea of Jay having an adventure with another side blog. One that wasn’t fictional, but that wouldn’t stop Jay. Other inspiration was @thatrandompoet posting diary entries from when she was 13. Forever and a Day is from those entries and the novel no longer exists. Since @thatrandompoet was partially responsible for @randomlyjay existing as a side blog, I figured her side blog of @actuallyrandomstuff would be chosen. And asked her to name it, hence Lizzie. I also warned her Jay would be asking the side blog about going on adventures.]

“Hi!” 

“Wait, what –.”

“I’m Jay!”

“I – I know you are. What am I?” [This deliberately has no grounding scenes to it. Whether @actuallyrandomstuff ends up IN the real world at all is left undefined. I didn’t want the story to be long, and one narrows things when one defines them. Hence why jaysome has no strict definition :)]

“A friend of course. We’re going to have adventures and find a copy of Forever and a Day, Lizzie!” [Wherein Jay basically brings @actuallyrandomstuff to ’life’ as Lizzie so they can have adventures. This is naturally disconcerting. Forever and a Day is explained further at the start of the annotations.]

“I don’t understand. I’m not real, Jay. thatrandompoet told you I’m not real, not like a Jay is. Not like you are.” [Because naturally a side blog brought into proper existence by Jay would understand Jay. If you read any Frankenstein parallels, they are entirely intentional. {Yes, I’m making meta jokes in the meta post explaining a post that is functionally a meta joke.}]

“Oh, I know that but I’m very good at doing helpings and it’s a lot easier for people to be real than humans think! Like people know dreams are real even if they don’t exist and real is real even if it doesn’t exist.” [This references Jay briefly telling @thatrandompoet that OF COURSE he can make @actuallyrandomstuff real and the wandering magician stopping Jay from explaining too much about how fragile the concept of real is.]

And he smiles, and the smile draws me in. It can’t not. He’s not even trying, the boy who grins, and I am pulled to places I have no names for. The world, wild and mad. A rushing through highways, real and on the internet. We dive into a diary to emerge on the other side. Time stutters, twists, moves. [They look for the novel @thatrandompoet wrote because Jay is nothing if not helpful, travelling the Internet and the real worlds in some fashion.]

He holds my hand. There is a diary, and I am not her. But there was a hand held like fingers on desks. My name is Lizzie. These are not my memories, but we move through them. Hunting. Somehow, Jay disturbs nothing but the nothing is still an ocean, still a tidal wave, still a storm that grabs me and doesn’t let go.  [Jay is very good at bindings.] [”Of course I am,” Jay adds. “I’m jaysome at bindings!”]

“I can’t do this,” I say finally. We are far away. We passed through the internet of green lights, into darkness, into red lights that say stop but Jay is still moving. Still searching. “I am not thatrandompoet, but those lights were warnings. Signs of danger. Forever and a Day is not here.” [The story gets dangerous, and also connects to the current ‘red lights’ prompt for @thatrandomprompt because I figured it would help with the surreal fun.]

“I guess not?” Jay scratches his head. “But we’re only at 4chan. I bet there’s five and six and seven too!” [I picked 4chan just for this joke and the reference the next day to Jay causing Charlie to spit coffee by declaring he’d be ‘in 4chan’. The implication of passing into darkness to reach 4chan is that Jay and Lizzie explained the Deep and Dark webs first before reaching 4chan. Jay is nothing if not thorough. @thatrandompoetsaid Jay should definitely use IN 4chan as the choice of words to Charlie because that was more worrying :)]

“Jay.”

He turns toward me. Innocent. Puzzled. There is a knowing in him, but it doesn’t become understanding. He knows, but he won’t let himself know. [It is best not to think too hard about the implications of this.]

“I can’t do this. I can’t be real like you are. You see green lights everywhere. The universe is adventures, is a constant go. It’s not like that for me.” [If you’re getting Velveteen Rabbit stuff about Real from this, that too was intended. I thought it would be fun if it toyed with Real as a flaw or danger rather than a good thing.]

“Oh! Would it help if I was Andrew?” [This is a reference to @thatrandompoet doing a post once about a BF named Andrew who was 17; Jay’s post on the subject was done months after her post on the topic. Because Jay.]

“I – no. That was a long time ago. Jay. I am actuallyrandomstuff. Random things. Things that interest a poet who is also random. Being Lizzie isn’t me.”

“But you are Lizzie!” [Jay made this happen. He knows it is real.]

“But it hurts.” He stares, gapes in shock. “It hurts in this forever we’ve been in, Jay. And for a Day after, it might hurt as well. I can be a fiction. That’s not the same as a story. That’s a different kind of real.” [When you’ve been made by something more than a god, you want to break the truth to them very, very gently that it can’t work out :)]

“Oooh. You found Forever and a Day and it hurt?” [Because Jay naturally links it all to the adventure!]

“Sometimes that’s what the past does,” I try. “Nostalgia tints everything rose-coloured, but it’s really red. Red tints, red lights warning us to stop. That the future is our goal. That’s what it means, Jay.” [Another link to the prompt, and eventual to-be-repeated concept about nostalgia that will be why Jay has no diary in his own future. This will come up in an eventual story. I seed stuff like this far ahead :)]

“Ok, okay!” And he grins, and I am back. On tumblr. Again myself.

Not whole.

But safe. 

[And that’s that. The entire story is based on a LOT of old and meta jokes and comments so trying to understand it without context is hard. Which is normally never intended for any story in the magician series, which is one reason why the story lacks the magician series tag.]

honestly tho, sometimes i just can’t stop thinking about Stan

like, Fillbrick didn’t plan for twins. Stan was the “extra” kid. Fillbrick couldn’t even be bothered to give Stan and Ford two different names.

Stan was always considered the “dumb” twin. the dumber, sweatier version of Ford. and Stan sort of accepted that as his lot in life. Ford was always the smart one, the one who would go places. He and Ford had no friends besides each other, and when his only friend, his brother, was gonna leave, Stan had no idea what he would do. he defined himself as being part of a whole, because that’s all he ever had, and that’s all anyone ever saw him as.

the dumb twin and the smart twin. no one expected more of him, and the principal even said that Stan had no real future beyond cleaning the salt water toffee shop.

And then Stan was kicked out when he was only 17. He didn’t even finish high school. he had no home, no place to return to, and no one to rely on. the one person he thought he could always count on turned his back on him. He made one mistake, and now he was all alone, and he’d never be welcomed back home unless he accomplished this impossible task. Fillbrick may as well have said that Stan should just never come back, because no one really believed that Stan could actually earn millions of dollars. no one ever believed that Stan could do anything.

So Stan spent 10 years on his own. 10 years scamming people, ending up in prison in 3 different countries, being homeless, getting into trouble, chewing his way out of the trunk of a car (which begs the question of how he ended up in that situation in the first place), being in-debt to some really shady guys, and probably a ton of other horrible things. 10 years of loneliness, longing, and just wanting to go back home, and doing whatever he could to scrape by. 10 years of this.

and then Stanford called him up after 10 years of no contact at all. all Stan wanted was to reconnect with Ford. even after all the shit he went through, Stan still held onto that hope that Ford wanted to reconnect with him, too. But no, Ford didn’t want a reconciliation; he was scared, paranoid, alone, and going crazy. Ford basically dangled their childhood dream in front of Stan and then ripped it away, by telling Stan to take the journal and get away as far as possible.

10 years of silence, and the one person Stan wanted to see the most told him to get as far away frm him as possible. Ford had his reasons, but that was one of the cruelest things he could’ve done to Stan. Ford even goes on to say that doing this would be the first worth-while thing Stan’s done in his life.

So Stan got mad. he and Ford got into a fight. Stan was branded by his own brother. And then he lost Ford to the portal, thanks to yet another dumb mistake.

and so, for thirty long years of not knowing whether Ford was alive or dead or even able to return, Stan worked. entertaining tourists and pretending to be someone he wasn’t by day, and by night, he tried to fix up the portal. every day, like clockwork, for thirty years. he taught himself physics, science, and math. he taught himself how to work the portal with only one third of the instructions. and when he finally had the other two pieces, it took him a mater of moments to get the portal functioning properly again. Stan, the “dumb twin,” managed to get an inter-dimensional portal up and running, thanks to the sheer force of his determination to save his brother.

and after all that time, Stan finally got Ford back. he finally got his brother back. but instead of a hug, he got a fist to the face. Stan literally sacrificed decades of his life trying to save Ford, and he got no thanks for it.

Stan spent weeks after Ford got back feeling like he wasn’t worth anything. he wanted to be Dipper and Mabel’s heroes, he wanted to be someone important, he wanted to have his family’s love. the twins admired Ford, and Stan desperately wanted that sort of love and attention from them. he tried to be Mayor just so he could be their heroes, but he gave all that up and immediately ran to their rescue. he scaled a mountain with his bare hands, and jumped off it to save Mabel and Dipper, and would’ve likely died had it not been for the birdseed. Stan would do anything to protect them.

and then Weirdmageddon happened. they build a giant robot, and fought the demon that caused all this mess, and rescued Ford. only he and Ford still couldn’t cooperate, not until Mabel and Dipper’s lives were on the line. so Stan gave himself up to defeat Bill. he willingly had his minds, his memories, and his entire identity destroyed in order to beat Bill, because Bill made the mistake of messing with his family. his last thoughts were “Guess I was good for something after all.”

Stan has constantly struggled with self-worth. no one in his life believed he could do anything. the kids at school, the principal, his father, Bill, himself, and even his own brother. According to Alex, Stan has spent all his life trying to catch up to Ford by lying and cheating, but he could never reach him. even the greatest accomplishment of his life, fixing the portal and saving his brother, was met with nothing but a lecture and a bruised jaw. no gratitude at all.

But it was Stan who saved the world. it was his sacrifice that saved everyone. it was thanks to him that Bill was finally defeated.

Stan went from the “dumb” twin, the kid with no future, the homeless no-good scam-artist just trying to get by… to the man who managed to out-smart Bill, and sacrificed everything to save the universe.

Stan has gone through so much shit in his life. self doubt, feeling worthless, being tossed out like trash by his own father, loneliness, sadness, depression, betrayal… out of all the characters, Stan mentions death the most. he asks if life is just some cruel joke, he worries about dying being only known as a crooked drifter, and he tells the kids to give him a bigger tombstone than Ford. and yet, despite all this, despite everyone pushing him down, despite no one believing in him, despite being alone and scared and having no one to turn to for most of his life, it was him who managed to save the world.

Bill never thought of him as a threat. he, like everyone else, just thought of Stan as the “dumber, sweatier version of Ford.” but Bill threatened Stan’s family, and Stan would do anything to protect them. Stan tricked the ultimate trickster, and sacrificed himself to protect his family (and the world).

(and even at the end, Stan only sort-of thought of himself as worth something. even after all he did to save his brother, to save his family, and to save the world. it was still “Guess I was good for something after all.“ and yet he never stopped, he never gave up, and never gave in.)

i’m sorry i just. i love Stan so much. Stan deserved so much more in his life, and i’m just so happy he lived and got his memories and his family back and finally lived his childhood dream with Ford. Stan deserved a happy ending after all the shit he went through, all the pain and sacrifice and everything, and he finally, finally, got his happy ending at the end of it all and i just

i love Stan so much ok

Brave

Warnings: mentions of death, kinda angsty, maybe some (like really just 2 or 3 words) fucking language?

“Mother Nature, let me start by saying what an honour it is to meet you. Can I call you Y/N?”

“Mrs Maximoff will do.” This earned a snicker from the very man on trial.

The week of Tony’s trial for the creation of Ultron thus the indirect cause of the Battle of Sokovia had arrived quickly. The Avengers collectively halted the mass genocide of the human race, this though was no where near enough as two of the Avenger’s played in it’s occurrence in the first place. Bruce would also be on trial if he wasn’t busy being missing.

“Mrs Maximoff,” the scummy prosecutor started with a laugh, his attempt to come off as a friend boiled your blood. As if he could turn you against your family. “I want to start off by saying how brave I think you are for testifying. It must be hard.”

His play was dirty but you were dirtier.

“Why’s that? I just have to sit and avoid talking out of my ass, it’s really easier than it seems. I could help you with it sometime?” Laughter rang through the room as the judge ordered silence and for everyone, eyes trained on Tony, to remember the severity of this case.

“Mrs Maximoff. Recall to me your version of events from the Battle of Sokovia.” Simple question. Easy question.

“I wasn’t in Sokovia at the time. I was with Pepper Pott’s in New York.” Lying on the stand was more than okay when you were protecting SHIELD secrets. Clint’s family home was far from New York but the real truth wouldn’t change the fact you were nowhere near Sokovia at the time.

“Ah, I see that here in your written testimony. You said you were receiving live updates on the battle as it was fought, am I correct?” After seeing your nod he continued. Addressing the court, judge and jurors, he put up some weather forecasts on a screen at the front of the court room. “Up on the monitor, are the weather reports on the day of the battle. The sky’s were clear all day in New York. Must have been a lovely day, very peaceful I’m sure. However as your ‘superhero’ name suggests, Mother Nature, you have some abilities. Can you please share them with the court?”
Again easy question.

“My name derives from the fact I can control the weather, initially with my mood, now I can manipulate it to fight.”

“Your mood you say? On the screen now, which you’ve all probably seen on the news multiple times, is video footage of Mrs Maximoff in battle weeks after the Battle of Sokovia. You wasted no time getting back into action following your full recovery. God, where are my manners? Congratulations are in order.”

Before Ultron, before the Avengers ever found Loki’s scepter, you, Wanda and Pietro lived happily in Sokovia. It was a little, loving country, with a strong sense of community and a real rage and pain for their fallen Sokovians.

Upon moving there as a child you grew close to the orphaned twins when your family too passed away. When you all were old enough, living together was never a question, it just happened, kind of like befriending Wanda and just like falling in love with Pietro.

Strucker’s experiments were a choice made by the three of you without second thought. Wanda and Pietro surviving the experiments never phased you for a second but you waking up on the other side with a nickname, courtesy of Quicksilver himself and a new found adoration for your world, earned you the title of Mother Nature and a desire to protect your planet.

So when you fell pregnant with Pietro’s baby you knew what you had to do. Keep Wanda safe, Pietro safe, Ciel safe.

Ciel.

His movements were so quick, so Pietro.
Grey tips in his hair that rivalled the beauty of his father’s and eyes that you could’ve sworn glittered when he laughed.

He was so like Wanda too. His smile putting even the toughest Avenger in a literal trance. His small hands on your cheeks casting away all fear from your mind.

He was like you too. He made it rain when he cried. The sun shone just that bit brighter when he smiled and the stars gleamed as he dreamt.

Wanda and Pietro refused to let you join Ultron. If anything were to happen to your unborn son, they’d never forgive themselves. Harbouring a hatred that large for Tony Stark meant they had to join Ultron, but they couldn’t allow you too.

Thanking him for his congratulations came naturally, allowing a small smile to take over your features, though this happened anytime you thought of your precious baby boy, the lawyer couldn’t help notice how peaceful you looked.

“His mother is very brave. Raising him alone. I’m sure he misses his father.”

There it was. You knew his dirty tactics always got him where he needed to go, but he really didn’t know you played dirtier.

“I don’t know, he’s a baby, he doesn’t say much.” Your shift to a monotonous tone was the only giveaway that his words had affected you. “Plus I have the team to help me, I’m hardly alone.”

“Did you love your husband?”

“Very much so.”

“Yet you testify for his murderer?” This earned a blanket of silence over the court room. Since the start of the trial earlier this week, after calling Wanda, Nat, Vision, Steve, Rhodey and finally Tony to the stand, you knew he was saving you for something big, your assumptions were confirmed immediately.

“My husband wasn’t murdered by the man on trial today. In fact he wasn’t murdered by a man at all.”

“That must hurt. Iron Man couldn’t even kill your husband himself, he allowed one of his weapons to do so. Just like he did to his parents before him. How do you fight by his side knowing the love of your life is dead because of Tony Stark.”

Your eyes still hard on the very confident lawyer, you noticed Wanda lean over the bar separating the spectators in the court room from the defendant and prosecutor.
She grabbed Tony’s shoulder in a vice grip to keep him from falling into the darkness his mind was sure to engulf him in. She flooded his mind with the very thing only she or yourself could tell him.

He was forgiven.

“Before we get into that Mrs Maximoff, let’s go back to my question of your powers. You have a lot of fans I’m sure they’d be interested to know, just how did you keep your powers under control after something so heartbreaking occurred that day.” You searched your mind for what reason he had for talking about your powers that day if you were not anywhere near the battle.

“Let me put this simply. Your powers Mother Nature are far from stable. An event of this magnitude surely would have caused an imbalance within you. Unless of course you didn’t love him, which I’m sure you did, so let me ask you: where were you during the Battle of Sokovia?”

Shit.

You knew your actual whereabouts were irrelevant to the case but his attempt to bring to light your minor lie would easily make any of your previous or future statements illegitimate.

“The location of Mrs Y/N Maximoff is confirmed by SHIELD as a need to know. And by need to know, I mean I need to know and you need to accept that it’s enough. Proceed.”

“Your honour, I’m sure the court would appreciate something more than need to know.” Clearly the prosecutor was hanging onto this to save his case.

“Unfortunately for you, that’s for me to decide Mr Prosecutor. Proceed.” This time stated with a lot of authority, he was forced to continue.

“Being an Avenger sure has it’s perks. Unless you’re Pietro Maximoff.”

Part of you wished you could’ve just outed Clint’s safe house, thrown all the Barton’s under the bus and been off the stand in seconds, but you could see the lust for answers in the eyes of the prosecutor and you knew you weren’t leaving as whole as you arrived.

“No, if you’re Pietro Maximoff, you don’t get to make it. You don’t get to live. You die at the hand of your team mate, the very same team mate you just forgave for a parentless life and just have to accept your fate.”

Before now the weather was cool. You’d had session after session with Wanda. Learning to keep your head level and the sky at bay. However the dam of your mind had a leak and it was pouring exponentially.

The hard pitter patter of rain outside was far more noticeable as the prosecutor continued to detail his version of events.

“If you’re the Avengers you get to go home at the end of the day. If you’re Pietro Maximoff. You die.”

A flash of lightning illuminated the court room which passed unnoticed by none apart from the prosecutor and Y/N, who’s eyes were stuck on one another, the latter with nothing but hatred and the other with a lust for justice.

“Ultron killed my husband. Yes, Stark created him, but he was only trying to protect the world. Fear can make us do very confusing things.”

As the rain intensified to a level just short of torrential, the case took a turn for the worst. The lawyer before you had run out of patience and quite honestly, fucks to give.

“The love of your life is dead because of Tony Stark. The same man who killed your parents-in-law, and countless innocent Sokovians.”

“He did not kill hi-”

Ignoring the loud objections and overruling he continued. Nearly shouting and shaking with rage he offered his last attempt at getting a rise from you. This was no longer a trial. This was something else.

“The father of your child is dead because of Tony Stark, and you defend him?”

“How dare you?” You hissed in a whisper laced with pure venom. “How could you possibly understand what I’ve gone through? What Wanda has, what Pietro had. How many battles have you fought? How many soldiers have you lost? How many people have you given your life up for?

“Pietro is dead. By no one’s hand but his own. He knew it was what he had to do, to redeem himself, to stop himself from a life of restless nights for allowing his friend to die, he gave his life to save another’s because it was the right thing to do. Why he did it? Because Pietro was the greatest thing to ever walk, run and glide on this earth. I won’t let you turn his sacrifice into something it wasn’t and besmirch the legacy of my husband. I’ll die before I let you.”

When you stood and when the rain and wind had flown in through the windows all through the court house, you knew not. But as your eyes drifted to the faces of the jurors, it gave you the peace you needed to know your point was received and would be considered to a great extent.

“Tony Stark did nothing but try and keep this planet safe, this ungrateful and sometimes undeserving planet. He did it not for glory or fame, but because he too, like my husband, knew his life was no longer his own, and he had a duty to save people with the gifts he was given. Was it stupid, hell yes. But I find peace in knowing Pietro found peace and Tony might too. Ciel may have lost his Father, but his Aunt is a living testament that hatred leads you no where, and peace can only be found within yourself. I’ve forgiven Tony, Wanda has forgiven Tony, one day Tony will forgive Tony and hopefully Mr Prosecutor you will too.”

Gasps emitted from almost every person in the court. Murmurs of realisation echoed, even to your right the judge was in shock.

“I too lost my husband at the Battle of Sokovia. He went for a job, his last before he came home so we could settle down, look into adoptions, be happy. But he had to go to fucking Sokovia. He had to save people, to make his life mean something. He always said he had a death wish, a dangerous sense of self sacrifice that no matter what I did always came through. Whether he was in the army, saving people from burning buildings or rescuing cats stuck up trees. He was always giving and I guess I was never enough to keep him here.

"So when the Battle of Sokovia was echoed to begin and troupes were called out, he didn’t hesitate. I was at work. He left me a message saying he’d be back in a few days. The Avengers probably had everything under control anyway, he was just back up.

"Then he died.”

Reaching into his pocket he took out a gun. Nothing huge, nothing fancy, just a gun, a very much loaded gun with the ability to rob you of your life in seconds. Pointing it at you with the steadiest grip, he continued.

“I wish I was that brave. I wish I was as brave as you. I knew you were probably my last hope at bringing down THE Tony Stark, robber of lives, killer of husbands.” He scoffed. Without taking his eyes off you, he addressed Tony. “This is your legacy Stark. You take and take and take but what do you lose. Do you ever lose? How about this, I kill her, and you have to raise her son. What’d that cost you?”

“He’d just hire a Nanny.” You offered, earning a hearty chuckle from the man who had his life in your hands.

“Yeah probably. He has an answer for everything. War? Build a suit. Aliens? Create a murder bot. Kill a mother? Get a Nanny.”

“He wouldn’t be the one killing me..,” your eyes flicked to Wanda momentarily, begging her to look into your mind and answer you. ‘Adam’ she put in your mind. She didn’t even look phased which showed you she had the situation under control. The bullet would never leave the gun. “Adam. You’d be the one killing me. You’d be just like Ultron, just like the bomb that killed my son’s Grandparents. My son would be just like the Maximoff’s before him. Let me be there for him. Let me stay with my son.”

The rain still fell hard as you half heartedly pleaded for your life. You could lie to everyone, lie and say you wanted to live, but the thought of joining him, of bliss and contentment with the way your life played out, of sleep eternal with your love eternal, made a powerful case. However the thought of your orphaned baby offered an image too painful to bear.

“I’m sorry Y/N. I can’t be brave like you.”

The next few seconds left little time for your life to flash before your eyes, it passed to quickly. As the trigger was pulled back, a woman behind Wanda grabbed her to stop her from stopping Adam. Natasha dove for Adam’s accomplice as Steve jumped for Adam. Tony was out of his seat in seconds but none were quicker than the ghost who passed you and moved the bullet with his bare hands.

The rain halted immediately. Leaving only warm and intense sunshine. The beat of his heart and gasp from Wanda were the only things to reach your ears as the blood rushed to them.

In front of you was the very man who continuously cheated the laws of science, time and now death.

In front of you was Pietro.

“I did not see this coming.”

loveisalaserquest17  asked:

Hello! I actually think you've already done a rec for this but I can't find it :( so if you've already done it, feel free to just link it to me. Anyway, what I'm talking about is royalty AU *_* any kind of, also in the past/fairytale settings/basically everything that involves Harry or Louis as a prince (also... Am I the only one thinking that Louis would be a hell of a Louis XIV? I can't stop thinking about him as le roi soleil... He is indeed the sun after all!) Thank you xx

OMG Yes !!! I’m so happy to make you this fic rec !!!!!!! I love this trope soo muuuuch !

So :  ROYALTY AU, here we go

- Wear It Like A Crown , by Zarah5 : AU. As part of a team of fixers hired to handle a gay scandal in Buckingham Palace, Louis expects Prince Harry to be a lot of things—most notably a royally spoilt brat. Never mind that the very same Prince Harry used to star in quite a number of Louis’ teenage fantasies. (141k, aka one of the fic of my Top3 Larry fics ever)

- With the stars in our eyes [drabble] , by wewillnotsurrenderHarry is the Prince of Wales and he asks Louis on a date. (1.3k, cute)

- You Take Me Over, You’re the Magic in My Veins, by @supernope : Louis can feel Harry’s eyes on him as he turns to head toward his seat. He tucks a secretive smile into the palm of his hand while he slides into place beside his sister, his mother’s seat still empty as it awaits the Queen’s entrance. He knows he should be behaving himself a bit more, should be focusing his attention on Gemma, rather than her brother. He’s working on borrowed time, is expected to announce his engagement to the Princess within the next few weeks, but he can’t seem to help himself. Gemma is lovely, kind and witty and beautiful, but he has no interest in being married to her, had no interest in marriage before her arrival, period.Teeth sunk into his bottom lip to disguise his smile, Louis risks a quick glance toward Gemma and Harry’s usual seats, finds Harry already seated and staring steadily back at him. His hair is a mess from Louis’ fingers and his cheeks are still flushed, and Louis’ heart gives a heavy, delighted thud. No, he thinks, he has no desire to be betrothed to Princess Gemma, but he finds he wouldn’t mind being married after all, if it was Prince Harry he was promised to, instead. ( 36k, with a bit of MPREG and lots of pining)

- feel the chemicals burn in my bloodstream  , by @lourrynavy : Harry is a journalist with a lot of secrets and Louis is the future king of the United Kingdom; they live together for 60 days. (123k, magical AU)

- Sail Across Me , by @canonlarry : Harry is a prince that is about to be forced into marriage against his will and running away to sea seems like a much better option. Louis is the captain of the infamous pirate ship The Rogue and he has a thing for helping defenseless creatures. Especially when they’re as pretty as this one. ( 21k, pirate AU with amazing smut)

-The Stars In Your Eyes Light Up The Sky by andthensusays: The one where Harry is a prince forced out of the closet and Louis is a boybander forced in. When they meet, everything changes. (60k, when Royal Au meets Famous!AU. I have to read it again, it’s been a long time. Too much time. )

- my kingdom for a kiss (tonight you’re on my mind) , by @sa-voix : Or, the one where Zayn and Louis make a friendly wager and it goes too far, Harry’s a baker with a heart of gold and really great hair, Liam is an overworked PA who just wants to enjoy his holiday and Niall is completely at ease, as always. An accidentally married AU mixed with a splash of modern royalty. (30k, Prince Louis, accidental marriage AU, amazing!)

- What A Feeling To Be A King Beside You by @misswarncke :  “Tomlinson. Louis Tomlinson, Duke of Wellington, your highness,” the man, or boy considering he seems to be around Harry’s age or slightly older, says with a wink and a quick bow.  Huh. Duke of Wellington. Harry recalls once meeting the Duke of Wellington. He probably wasn’t a day over 7 years and honestly only remembers a mischievous boy with blue eyes that poured gravy on him. But now that he thinks about it, the Duke in front of him does have pretty, blue eyes as well. He’s also got a nice smile and a beautiful jawline covered in short stubble. His chestnut hair is done up in a perfect quiff and his dark navy suit is perfectly tailored to his body. He’s fit.(Basically: Harry is the Prince of Wales and Louis is the Duke of Wellington. They fall in love.) (16k, I love this one)

- Celebrity Discount , by @loaded-gunn : Louis fell for Prince Harry when he was ten and Harry was eight and peeked behind the Queen’s elegant gown for his first public appearance—a shy smile and a mess of curls. He fell for him when he caught Lottie putting up a magazine cover of Harry on her wall and all she had to say for herself was, “He’s such a good person, yeah?” and, yeah. He fell for him when Harry gracefully accepted his demotion. He fell for him when Harry came out and stayed out.   (Prince!Harry  , 27k)

- Foolishly Completely Falling by @isthatyoularry : Louis is ¼ of the infamous boy band One Direction and has had a crush on the Prince of Wales for ages. Prince Harry is gay and out and when he spills on a tv show about finding a certain Louis fit, their paths cross and everything turns into a tumult of emotions and anxiety, and the complications when you just want to show the world who you love. (85k, Prince Harry and boybander Louis)

- Glow by @haydolce : Alien AU, with a hint of Royal AU. A summer barbecue at the Tomlinson’s is interrupted by a naked visitor from a peaceful planet far, far away. Can an alien and a human survive a summer together for the sake of the human race? (41k, ok this one is probaby my fav fic of Dolce tbh ^^)

And I haven’t read them yet, but it looks great :

- Common : Henry VIII ruined it for everybody. Now the king or queen can only marry a person chosen by the magic of the church, or disaster will befall Britain. Prince Louis, heir apparent to the British throne, dislikes most things about his inheritance–but most of all that it could keep him from finding the real love of his life. (magical AU, with a mix of High-school AU ? I really need to read this!)

- The King and I : Louis -better known as The Rogue- is the legendary King of the Thieves of London, the underground network of criminals who run the city. Zayn is his second in command, Niall is an Irish fugitive with ultra high-tech hacking skills, and Liam is a dirty cop who lets Rogue and his crew get away with just about anything. Harry is Britain’s absolute worst criminal and a professional scapegoat who flees Cheshire in search of good treatment, and just might find it under the wing of London’s regal mastermind. (43k)

- Turn and face the strange: “Yeah okay, look, um. I’m in a relationship now, mum. And it’s pretty serious and I’m very much in love with him.” Louis’ mum’s face lights up at that. “Well why didn’t you say?! Can we meet him?! Is he here today?”“This is the catch. He’s kind of, well, he’s incredibly famous. So he couldn’t be at the ceremony but he’s in the car and we’re going to go back to his home for some lunch, is that okay?”“Famous?! Louis, if this is some sort of joke…”“It’s not, mum, I promise. Please can you just get in the car? He’s in this one, I want you three to meet him first, just don’t freak out, please,” he says, gesturing at Harry’s traditional black car.Or the one where Harry is going to be King, Louis can’t handle it like he thinks, Zayn is finally happy, Liam’s a massive geek and Niall’s marrying a princess.    (26k, aaaahhhhhhh I need this now!)

- All The King’s Men : Louis is an arrogant, self assured prince who falls in love with a charming thief named Harry during his youth. However, years later, a revolution is sparked amongst the frustrated commoners… and Louis’s former teenage romance is leading it. (39k)

- call it magic, call it true : Harry Styles loves hockey, art history and speaks Italian. His Royal Highness Prince Louis of Wales is second in line to inherit the British Throne. Their relationship is sometimes a fairytale but occasionally a nightmare.(Louis is the Prince William to Harry’s Kate Middleton.) (17k, OMG)

(and now I hate you cause I wanna read all them again)

UPDATE (last update on SEPTEMBER 24th 2016 :

- Bittersweet and Strange by Keep_Calm_And_Read_Fic :    Beauty and the Beast AU in which Harry is taken prisoner in King Louis ‘The Beast’ Tomlinson’s castle, Master Liam Payne may or may not be a torture specialist, Master Zayn Malik may or may not be the Master of War, and no one will tell him what the hell Niall does around here. Basically, Harry hates his enemy with a passion. Then he kind of has a passion for his enemy. Then he wonders if he and Louis are enemies at all. (41k)

- now I’ll surrender up my heart and swap it for yours: Louis can’t believe this. He just - he honestly, in all of the ideas he had in his head as to who Harry was, he never in a million years thought this was going to be the answer. “You’re a prince?” Liam asks, for what is possibly the hundredth time in the past five minutes. It seems to be the only thing either of them can say. Harry’s sat primly in his chair, back a straight line and hands folded neatly on the kitchen table. He nods once, and bows his head slightly. “Yes.”“And you have to stay here,” Louis clarifies, “Because you were almost kidnapped?”OR - a (kind of) Princess Protection Program AU (17k)

- When In Rome  : A modern day Roman Holiday AU, where Harry is the prince of pop on a European tour desperately in need of a break and Louis is an expat in Rome just trying to make rent. (19k)

- King and Lionheart        : Prince Louis Tomlinson is the first out gay monarch in his small country’s history. After facing a failed attack in town, he understands why. Expect the unexpected seems applicable, but nothing could have prepared him for his own mother’s reaction – a bodyguard by the name of Harry Styles. Alternatively titled: A Prince and His Bodyguard  (30k)

- In the Clear        : After Princess Gemma and her fiance Niall are captured by the witch from across the land, Harry and Louis are forced on a journey together to save them. Featuring Lumberjack Liam, Magical Zayn, unsolicited tattoos, and untangling the past.Also known as The Larrietale. (80k)

- You Took My Heart By Surprise  : There is reason to believe Prince Harry’s life is in danger. After a failed kidnapping attempt, Louis is assigned to guard Harry around the clock. He is the best at what he does, but he has a tendency to not get along with clients. Louis and Harry start off on the wrong foot, but it soon becomes clear that neither is at all what the other expected.  (33k)

- Like a Bullet in the Dark  : Prince Harold Edward Styles Lancaster is second in line to the throne of Great Britain. He is also your average Uni student- or he tries to be, anyway. With a promise from the press (and his father) that they’ll leave him alone for four years, he sets out to be a student at Cambridge, when he meets his very normal, very working class, very handsome suite-mate, Louis Tomlinson. Louis makes Harry feel more like a person than he ever has before, which might cause some issues later on- ‘cause Harry has a secret that he’s only told his sister Gemma about. Little does he know though, that Louis has some secrets of his own. A Will & Kate Au- with a twist. (100k)

Fear

As Nira tries to console herself with everything that has happened over the past few days, she finds herself confronted once again by the demon.  She feels as if she is facing this demon alone, but is she?

It’s fluff, I swear…maybe…stop hounding me, you got fluff yesterday!


Things were only getting worse. It felt like every time she helped fix a problem, another problem would make itself known. There was nothing to hold onto and she was spiraling. Falling further and further into a darkness that would never end.

How was she to put the world in order?  Nira knew nothing outside of the Dalish.  Everything she had accomplished happened by sheer luck and the support of those around her. And she was supposed to be what?  The Herald of Andraste?  She knew nothing of Andraste or the people that served her.   How was she supposed to save them when she knew nothing outside of her people?  She wouldn’t even know where to start.

Holding her knees close to her chest, Nira hugged herself as she tried to calm down.  It was happening again.  The light that surrounded her was slowly being consumed by the darkness.  It was coming.  Nira buried her face into her arms.  She felt herself tense up as she prepared herself for the demon she knew was approaching.  It had first appeared after Cassandra began trusting her with more and more responsibility a week prior.  When the fear demon realized how much of an impact it had on her, it continued to haunt her.  

A sharp shiver ran down her spine as she braced herself.

“You’re still here?  I would have thought they had gotten rid of you by now.”

Nira'sal closed her eyes tight, desperately trying to concentrate on anything that wasn’t the demons words.  

The voice was soft and distant, but its words were sharp and struck her like no other.  It wasn’t working.  Her fear consumed her, despite how hard she tried to keep it at bay.  Summoning the small bit of courage she had left, Nira tightened her grip on her arms.  "Leave me alone.“

"Such strong words for such a weak little elf.  We both know you aren’t cut out for this.  You try to be kind to them, but will they return the favor when they find out who you truly are?  An elf that stumbled into something she doesn’t understand.  You can never save them.  Their hopes have been placed in the wrong hands.”

“I can try.  I will always try.”  Nira’s voice cracked as she spoke, her words trying to convince not only the demon but herself as well.

The demon chuckled, the sound deep and ominous, chilling her to her very core.  

“You can do nothing.  You will fail.  Why should you even bother?”

Each word was another dagger in her heart.  She wanted nothing more than to learn as much as she could about this world, but at the same time…she never asked for any of this.  She wasn’t good enough to become Keeper, what made anyone think that she could save them when she couldn’t even save her own clan?

“I…”  She raised her head slightly, her eyes focused on the ground.  Tears streamed down her cheeks.  He was right.  They had the wrong person.  Nira couldn’t recall what happened the day she stepped out of the rift, yet Cassandra and the others placed all their hopes in her.  What would happen if she couldn’t close the rift? What would they say?

“Vara amahn, elgar’daris.”  Another voice rang out somewhere far in front of her, a commanding voice that seemed to eat the darkness away bit by bit.  Slowly, the area that surrounded her became somewhat familiar. The Fade.  It wasn’t real…and yet…  Nira raised her hand to her forehead, her body shaking violently as she tried to regain herself.  

She couldn’t save this world.  She knew that from the beginning.  Why couldn’t anyone else see that she was the worst possible choice to save them?

“Nira’sal.”  Again the voice called out.  Nira looked up to the figure that she could barely make out amongst the darkness.  As he got closer, the answer should have been obvious.  It was Solas.  “Are you alright?”  He spoke softly, kneeling down beside her.  

“I am.  H-how did you find me?”  Nira looked up at him, tears threatening to erupt once more.  She reached out, gripping his cloak tightly, her body slowly moving closer to him with each passing moment.  

Solas watched her with a sad glance.  “I was speaking with a friend when I heard your cries.  I had no idea that a demon had its hold on you.  I apologize.  I should have realized it sooner.”  

She wasn’t alright.  The demon knew what strings to pluck.  Knew exactly which buttons to push.  Nira felt defeated, alone.  She just wanted some sort of comfort.  Hot tears stained her cheeks as she pulled herself into Solas.  “I just want to get out of here.  Take me home.”

A soft sigh escaped from his lips, his arms wrapping around her steadily. “Ma nuven’in, da’len.”


Nira’s eyes opened slowly and immediately began tracing the room.  She knew that the demon couldn’t be here, but she had to be sure.  She pushed herself up, wiping the tears from her eyes.  She was alone, but at least she was back in Haven and away from that demon.

She exhaled softly.  She was so weak.  If Solas hadn’t have come when he did, there’s no telling what would have happened.  

She heard a small tap on the door as it opened.  “Nira’sal?”  Solas looked over at her with a soft smile and slowly made his way over to her.  “Are you well?”  He asked, sitting beside her on the bed.

“Well enough…I guess…”  Nira forced a smile on her face.  They were quiet for a few moments.  She didn’t mean for anyone to see her like that.  Scared and alone, laid bare for him to see.  

“How long has that demon been tormenting you?”  

“Not very long….I’m so sorry, Solas.  I never meant…”  

A smile crossed his features.  “You have no reason to apologize.  Everyone faces their own demons.  It is nature of things.  Unfortunately, for mages, demons seem far more real and pose a much deeper threat.”  He paused for a moment.  “I had noticed that at times you seemed to carry a much heavier burden than the others.  I would have helped you had I known.  In the future, I would like for you to come to me.”

“I wasn’t really planning on telling anyone.  All of this…”  Nira looked around the room, her right hand gripping her arm.  “…It’s just all too much.  I didn’t want to let them down.”  Everything the demon said was true.  She was just a sheltered, naive little elf.  She had no idea where to even begin to seal the Breach.

Hesitantly, Solas reached over and placed his hand next to hers.  “I know, but they trust you.  They believe in you.  It will take time, but you will become the hero they require.”  He pushed himself to his feet, nodding slightly.  “Heroes are not born overnight, da’len, it will take time.  Now, try to get some rest.  We head out for Redcliffe tomorrow and you will need your strength.”  

Nira reached out for him, grabbing a bit of his jacket before he moved too far away.  Solas looked back at her, surprised by her sudden action.  “Wait…Will you stay with me?  At least until I fall asleep?  If the demon comes back, I…”

He watched her silently, but nodded, worry creased into his features as he sat back on the bed.  “Of course.”

Nira scooted back under the blanket, exhaling softly as she tried to make herself comfortable.  At least, as comfortable as she could…she still couldn’t get used to this shemlen style of living.  She was going to have to push herself through her discomfort.  Maybe with Solas here she could actually get enough sleep for the first time since she arrived in Haven.

She watched him for a moment, waiting for him to move in next to her.  When he did not, she pouted.

Nira grabbed Solas’ sleeve once more, tugging him towards her.  She scrunched her face up as she looked over at him, in hopes that he would understand what she wanted.  After a moment, Solas nodded begrudgingly, slipping himself in easily next to her in the bed.  Immediately Nira snuggled into his chest.  Finally, she felt safe.  She wasn’t alone and now?  She had someone she could go to when it came to the demon.  Solas knew everything about spirits.  Maybe he really could help her.

Solas wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer.  “Tel gela, I will be here.”  Nira smiled and slowly drifted off to sleep, protected by Solas’ embrace throughout the night.


Translations:

  • Vara amahn, elgar’daris - leave this place, demon
  • Ma nuven’in, da’len - As you wish, young one
  • Tel gela - Do not worry

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