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Aliens and Autism

But aliens learning about autistic people and being confused by our behavior !

“But why don’t you treat them equally as well?”

“No, we totally do!” The human, Lorie by name, looked hurt and confused.

‘Todd’ (their name was very very long but they liked this English human name) shook their head. “No, you don’t. You treat them like they aren’t as marvelous as the rest of your species. One said they were made to feel ‘broken’ when we spoke. That is not good.”

Lorie reeled. “I… I thought we had started doing better. Accommodating their illness.”

“Illness?” Todd was confused now. “But they are not ill. They are not made to the same neurological specifications as what your medicine defines as nominal for your species, but they are as exceptional and unique as your entire species amongst us. Your species seems to have an exceedingly arbitrary limit to how much a person may be ‘eccentric’ before you shun them.”

Lorie’s cheeks heated. “I’m ashamed, but they make us uncomfortable.

“But you tolerate Bill, and he is obnoxious, makes unwanted references to mating, and prioritizes physical contact over others comfort. He just received a promotion. Does he not make you uncomfortable?”

The human tech couldn’t meet the Yotruvan’s eyes. “I suppose you need a mirror to see your own face. Thanks, Todd.” She smiled but Todd did not think she was happy, and he was confused.

Days later, Potre pulled Todd aside. “Hey, Todd?” The Yotruvan remembered not to look this human in the eye and kept the amount of space they were comfortable with.

“Yes, Potre?”

“Did you talk to the other humans? About me. Me, I mean.”

Todd could not judge their emotional state by their voice, but their posture seemed to express fear and hope, an odd combination. Yotruvans expressed little in tone or facial expressions but their amorphous body made them excellent at displaying and reading body language. “I asked why they treated autistic members of your species poorly.”

“Oh. Thanks.” Potre made a small movement and Todd nodded, acknowledging their gratitude and friendship. Potre walked down the hall and Todd was left again wondering at how often humans would thank others and never explain what they meant.

Remarkable species. Always surprising.

Submitted by: @katjohnadams
  • Aries: big groups of friends, action films, sugary popcorn, creamy drinks, the scent of sweet caramel, the colour navy blue, play fighting, sleeping really late, taking risks, the company of best friends, the cutest expressions.
  • Taurus: peaceful train rides, repeating songs, dark captivating eyes, silky hair, the taste of newly opened soda, smiling at strangers, daydreaming, grey scale with bright colours, high fiving friends.
  • Gemini: the feel of fresh paper, the taste and scent of dark chocolate, sarcastic replies, expressive eyes, bright emotions, gentle touches, kisses on the hand, warm scarves, fingerless gloves.
  • Cancer: soft sweaters, the scent of coffee, smooth clean hair, pale skin, vanilla, pattens in the stars, beautiful silence, holding hands, gorgeous eyes, cuddling, golden light, evening time, a good book, the colours brown and red.
  • Leo: warm sunlight, the feel of sand on your feet, the colours yellow and blue, cloudless skies, shining smiles, loose ponytails, freedom, ice cream on a hot day, playing childish games with friends.
  • Virgo: prolonged eye contact, comforting whispers, soft cheek kisses, quiet music, late night talking, warm blankets, the scent of a new book, shy smiles, rain against a window, steely grey sky, heavy rain clouds, blue jeans.
  • Libra: cups of steaming tea, fluffy hair, sweet licorice, big heavy hoodies, sci-fi novels and series, silly faces, dark lighting, the colour silver, messy beds, sleeping through alarms, the scent of s fresh morning.
  • Scorpio: little inside jokes, hugs with friends, kisses on the neck, hues of green, dew-sprinkled grass, playful nudges, cheesy selfies, carving into trees, the scent of a forest.
  • Sagittarius: the flicker of street lights at night, the gentle hum of cars in the distance, long and warm laughter, shorts and loose clothing, the cool midnight air, adrenaline rushes, short giggles, linking arms.
  • Capricorn: the scent of fresh fruit, neon colours, bright sunrises, singing slow songs, tracing patterns out of clouds, sweet ice popsicles, fuzzy socks, accidental hand touches, a glass of refreshing fruit juice.
  • Aquarius: clean pillows, hair in buns, a sip of fresh water on a warm day, amazing friendships, first crushes, the scent of coconut, showering in the morning, modern design.
  • Pisces: running with the wind on your face, perfect grins, seashells, drawing on rocks with chalk, painting in to wet sand, bright hair, soft sea foam, pastel colours, little secret gifts, surprise tickles.
bangtan asks

we are bulletproof: if you could be any superhero, who would you be and why?

no more dream: if you woke up tomorrow to be incredibly famous, how would you react?

i like it: if you could reverse any moment in your life, what would that moment be?

n.o: biggest pet peeve?

we on: how do you deal with people who don’t like you?

if i ruled the world: what would you do if you found out that you were an heir to a wealthy kingdom?

coffee: what’s your coffee order?

cypher pt. 1: if you had to be part of a kpop group, what position would you want to be (i.e. leader, visual, lead vocal, dancer, rapper, maknae, etc.)

rise of bangtan: when and how did you get into the king and legends, also known as bangtan sonyeondan?

satoori rap: what does home mean to you?

boy in luv: when you are interested in someone (romantically, sexually, etc.), does your behavior change?

just one day: who would you want to spend the last day of your life with?

tomorrow: goal that you would like to achieve within the next year?

cypher pt. 2: one thing about yourself you wish people would appreciate more?

spine breaker: what is your weakness when it comes to spending money?

jump: favorite childhood memory?

miss right: what is your ideal ‘type’?

i like it pt. 2: dream date?

danger: have you ever had a near-death experience?

war of hormone: most embarrassing moment?

hip hop lover: three songs that are meaningful to you?

let me know: are you good at keeping secrets?

rain: most spontaneous thing you’ve ever done?

cypher pt. 3: favorite outfit to wear?

blanket kick: longest time you’ve spent lying in bed (sleeping or not)?

24/7 = heaven: what are you most looking forward to?

look here: do you have any hidden talents?

second grade: proudest accomplishment?

i need u: are you in love?

hold me tight: does physical contact comfort you?

love is not over: ever had your heart broken?

dead leaves: how loyal are you?

move: last time you cried?

butterfly: most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen?

run: do you like traveling? if so, where? what’s your dream vacation?

ma city: if you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

baepsae: do you vote and/or keep up with politics?

dope: what did you want to be when you were younger? how does it compare to what you want to be now?

fire: are you a spontaneous person?

save me: your favorite place on earth?

young forever: what is one movie from your childhood that you will always treasure?

boys with fun: you’re going on a roadtrip with seven other people– dead, alive, fictional, real, famous, or not. who are they, and why?

converse high: how many pairs of shoes do you own?

whalien 52: weirdest thing that has ever happened to you? alternatively, weirdest dream you’ve ever had?

house of cards: when was the last time you felt sexy?

boy meets evil: have you ever committed a crime? if so, what was it? alternatively, what is the worst thing you have ever done?

blood, sweat, & tears: kinkiest kink you have?

begin: who are you most grateful for in your life?

lie: biggest fear?

stigma: would you rather know the date of your death or the cause of your death?

first love: do you believe in soulmates?

reflection: if you could tell your past self one thing, what would it be?

mama: are you good at giving advice?

awake: if you had to be a flower, which flower would you be?

lost: how good are you with directions? do you get lost easily?

cypher pt. 4: what do you do to treat yourself or relax?

am i wrong: you wake up one morning in the hospital, knowing only your name and a single memory from your life. what is that memory?

21st century girls: do you prefer texting, calling, or video chatting?

2!3!: your favorite thing about bangtan?

spring day: who do you miss right now?

not today: what are your procrastinating right now?

wings: on airplanes, do you prefer the window seat, the middle seat, or the aisle seat?

you never walk alone: how many people do you trust with your life?

As someone who hasn’t had a lot of physical contact with people. I need someone to hug me, to kiss me, to scratch their nails down my back, to leave bite marks on the insides of my thighs. I need that lasting reminder to remind myself that I was touchable and even if for a moment someone could bare to touch me intimately. So that I might not feel so lonely and start to believe that I could be beautiful to somebody.

Yuuri, Victor, and the Importance of Good Communication

Victuuri Week 2017 – Day 4 – Free for All

So for today’s free for all I’d like to talk about something I haven’t heard too much about in the context I’m hoping to present it. My topic is specifically about how Victor and Yuuri are both very independent individuals and how that, combined with both of them having zero experience with serious emotional relationships, works to create miscommunications between the two of them.

To start off, I’d like to clarify what I mean when I say they’re independent. Obviously they’re both able to take care of themselves when it comes to stuff such as physical needs (like feeding themselves, etc). I’m talking more about how they’re emotionally independent. They’re both the kind of people who keep their problems to themselves and try to solve them all without relying on the help of others. They both actually tell us this directly.

We see this come up a bunch during the series even though both are aware that they do this. You can see it happen as early as episode 2 when Victor is hurt that Yuuri is rejecting him after the connection he felt they had at the banquet but never brings it up with him. Instead he sits on and stews in it. And likewise for Yuuri, he’s very confused as to why Victor is there at all and is being so forward with him but never asks him why. He just comes to his own conclusions and treats them as the truth until proven otherwise.

On top of them both being used to handling their problems on their own and internalizing their worries, they both also have no experience with deep emotional love relationships. I use the adjectives deep, emotional, and love to describe the relationship because you can have any other combination of those and have it not really touch the depth and type of relationship these two have with each other. They may have had other relationships but none that came close to this level.

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An Impossible Choice

Characters:  Dean x Reader, Sam, Caleb

Summary: Reader joins the Winchester’s to hunt. Her brother worries about her due to their reputations.  

Word Count:  3221

Warnings:  Smut, angst, death 

As always, feedback is welcomed and appreciated.  Tags are at the bottom.

Originally posted by jordanwinchesterimagines

An Impossible Choice

“The Winchesters are dangerous, I don’t like it,” Caleb says.

Rolling your eyes, you reply, “Seriously, Cal, I can handle myself.”

“I’m not talking about hunting, (Y/N). Dean has a bit of a…reputation.”

“Like I said, I can handle myself. It’s just a hunt. Bobby said they need backup. Strictly professional.” You pat your older brother on the shoulder, giving a light squeeze. “Thanks for looking out for me, though.”

No matter how old you are, no matter how good of a hunter you are, Cal will always treat you like his kid sister. You were twins, for fucks sake. He was older by two minutes and sixteen seconds.  It didn’t matter how many kills you had under your belt (seventeen more than him, but who’s counting?). He’d stepped up after dad died, taking care of you and mom, but that was years ago. You’d already been hunting on your own when that shifter took out dad, a full grown adult at that time. But you’d given up on trying to get Cal to stop treating you like a kid ages ago. It was a lost cause. You were smart, you knew when to fight and when to back down.

“You can always come with me,” you suggest, knowing full well he can’t.

“Oh, shut up,” he says, flapping a hand at you. “Just…be careful, k?”

“Of course, big bro.”

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East of Nowhere - Year Three

Master Post Here

Sam x Female Reader

Summary: You and Sam are strangers trapped in a desolate mountain town where you live, isolated from the outside world, for five years.

Part four of a seven part series, each chapter detailing the events of one year.

Author’s Notes: Beta’d by the goddess divine: @elliewinchesterr

If you’d like to be added to the tags just drop me an ask.

Warnings: Language, angst, fluff and explicit sexual content.

Word Count: 6600+

Your name: submit What is this?

Two Years, Three Weeks

Sex changes things.

You’ve forgotten what it feels like to bask in the glow of a new relationship. The two of you find yourselves in the golden hour when everything is new and exciting, all the previous mundane events of the day seem suddenly thrilling. Now that Sam feels free to touch you, he does so without abandon and his hands seems more present than they did before, squeezing your shoulders at the table before taking a seat across from you, grinning as he nudges your bare feet with his own under the table. It’s glorious, the way one night changed everything about the way you interact. You feel a tingle when he walks into the room, blushing when he catches you looking at him.

For a while everything else is forgotten, research and books and plants are shoved to the back of your brain because you can’t think about anything but Sam and the feeling is mutual. You fuck anywhere and everywhere you can because why the hell not? It’s one of the few perks of being Shadow Hill’s only two residents. This world is yours and yours alone so Sam eats you out as you spread over the counter in the hardware store and you suck on his cock in the Beatrice Thurman Memorial Rose Garden.

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“A person wearing headphones and/or avoiding eye-contact when you are talking isnt necessarily ‘rude’. That person may be autistic and most probably finds it easier to listen like that! Please respect their sensory needs!”

Just a quick PSA. 

I’m feeling a lot less pissed off at neurotypicals today so that calls for less angry art. 

Avoiding eye contact and wearing headphones all the time is often perceived by neurotypical people as a rather rude gesture. This is unfortunate and is something that really has to be unlearnt for the benefit of autistic and otherwise neurodivergent people who do these things. 

Autistic people (as well as some other neurodivergent people) avoid eye contact because the experience ranges from uncomfortable and mildly distressing to very painful and upsetting. Avoiding eye contact is much more comfortable and natural for a lot of us and makes us feel a bit more at ease interacting with people and the world in general. (I will add though that not all autistic people avoid eye contact but enough of us do that it needs to be respected. If you meet a person who says they are autistic but are able to make eye contact yes they are still autistic.)

Forcing an autistic person to make eye contact with you is not only incredibly rude and insensitive, but it is also an act of ableism. You are in no way entitled to force anyone to make eye contact with you. Please respect autistic and otherwise neurodivergent peoples need to avoid eye contact. 

Wearing headphones all the time is something a lot of autistic people and people with sensory processing disorder do to avoid sensory overload and meltdowns that can be caused by loud noises or too many noises at once. It is important to remember that our hearing can be more sensitive than yours so what we perceive as loud might not seem that loud to you but that doesnt change the fact that it may still be painful to us. 

If an autistic person wears headphones while interacting with you they are not being rude, they are avoiding pain, sensory overload and potential meltdowns. Please respect this. If you try to force an autistic person to remove their headphones you are being rude and insensitive and being very ableist. 

That is all for now, unless I have forgotten something. Thank you. 

◠ the raindrop stop // nsfw ◡

Originally posted by seungcheofine

✎ a/n: brb i’m throwing myself into the ocean and burning all my belongings. also anon i changed it to motel instead of hotel bc it fit the scenario better. hope u don’t mind<3 @dimplecoups have fun suffering!!

»word count: 1,658

» includes: motel smut + abandoned road trip + my death

So far, the night had not been progressing well for you and Seungcheol, at all. It began with ideas surrounding a road trip. Nothing more than a simple drive along the beach side, the windows scrolled down and the fresh scents of sea salt breezing by your face. Gulls usually warbled from the foamy shoreline, picking at the light pink shells spotting abstractly up the bank. You thought it was an idea as good as any other, so you wrapped a few sandwiches up in parchment and set them inside your bag.

The drive did not commence cheerfully. Raindrops, large and cold and unyielding were beating against the car’s glass by the end of your first Indila CD. Not even the persistent swing of wipers across the windshield made the road easier to see. There was nothing apart from a silver sheet swathing the glass, forcing Seungcheol to pull over into a parking lot. At least one fortunate thing transpired, the parking lot belonged to a motel.

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anonymous asked:

Ok literally I check your blog everyday it gives me life I love you so much you have so much talent!!!❤ I don't know if you are still do the random/small au, but if you are could you do one for namjoon??

  • scientist!namjoon 
  • is too long for his lab coat,,,,but keeps forgetting to buy a new one in a bigger size
  • keeps really messy notes. like horribly messy none of the other scientists can ever understand his data but somehow namjoon reads it just fine
  • would rather spend a summer afternoon in the lab running tests on dna and solving math problems than going to like idk an amusement park
  • refers to animals by their scientific names out of habit,,,really it’s not even that he’s showing off when he points at an sea otter and goes “what a cute enhydra lutris!!” everyone is like a encyclopedia nutrients??? what’s he talking about
  • you’re a fellow scientist who works with namjoon and you’re more of a mathematical science person, you like doing equations
  • so you and namjoon get along great because you’ll stay hours and hours in the lab trying to figure out new ways to solve unanswered theoretical problems and debating on your data
  • everyone teases and calls you the couple of the lab because you’re stuck together, huddled over your notebooks so it looks like your faces are close together 
  • but you and namjoon are both too shy so every time you’re teased you both just hide in your lab coats collar like hUH,,,what,,, no ,,,,
  • one night namjoon is really rEALLY excited because he shows you a whiteboard full of numbers and letters and he’s like “i think i solved one of those theories!!!” and you’re like  NO WAY
  • and he’s like ,,,,,,i honestly think i did i might scream,,,,im so happy,,,,,
  • and you’ve never seen namjoon so excited about anything. sure he can be hardworking and serious but the smile,,,,,,,,,,,,,on his face,,,,,,wow,,,,,are those dimples??? those are cut- NOT THE POINT
  • and so you go over his math, making sure to not miss a thing and namjoon keeps pacing back and forth in excitement because this is a BREAKTHROUGH
  • but then,,,,you find it,,,,,,he missed one decimal point and adding it,,,,basically makes the whole equation useless
  • and when you turn to namjoon with a grim look on your face his big shoulders drop and the dimples disappear
  • and he’s like,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,it was too good to be true wasn’t it?
  • and you don’t want to completely crush his mood but you can’t lie so you’re like,,,,,,,,,,,,,namjoon don’t be sad,,,,um,,,,scientifically it’s proven that physical contact is good comfort so im going to hug you now???? is that ok????
  • and namjoon blinks and you open your eyes, trying hard to suppress the heat in your face
  • and namjoon is like,,,,,,,,,,,,,o,,,,ok,,,,,okay
  • and he moves toward you and you wrap your arms around his torso and,,,,ok he’s so big and warm,,,,,,,,,maybe,,,,maybe he’s ,,,,,way cuter than you ever thought?!?!?!?!?!?!
  • and namjoons hand rests on your lower back and it’s like,,,,,a little awkward but also,,,,,,,you know??? baby steps
  • and when you pull back you’re like “!!!! do you feel better?”
  • and namjoon is like yes,,, thank you but science also says there’s something that’ll comfort someone even more,,,,,,,,,
  • and you’re like omg what is it tell me
  • and namjoon is scratching his neck and murmuring ,,,, “A….kiss,,,,,,”
  • and you jump a bit because a????? kiss?????? well,,,,,ok,,,,you’ll do it because of science!!!!!!!!! obviously not because namjoon is adorable and when you kiss him his lips are soft and you are secretly super thankful he didn’t solve the theory because if he did you’d probably not be kissing right now - oh his hand is pulling you closer,,,,,, 
Horror Movie Night

Originally posted by mylastlove-mylastsong

A/N: Hi guys! This is my first ever fanfiction drabble, and since I was bored and had time, I decided to write about my favorite Marvel boyfriend, the lovely James Buchanan Barnes :) Please bear with me as it is my first post of this nature. I hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Words: 2104

Content: Light humor, major fluff :) 

Summary: On your weekly date night, Bucky decides to watch the DVD Peter Parker loaned him! It being a horror movie, you definitely have your apprehensions but fret not, for Bucky’s there to comfort you.

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anonymous asked:

In room for ruby, in the scene where Lapis was upset, we saw that Peridot moved towards her but she didn't hug her, this means that Lapis doesn't allow Peridot to touch her, too much at least, and she respects that because she cares about her, and which better way to show it than respect? But at the same time it's sad that Lapis doesn't even want to be hugged by her, it's hurtful when someone you love refuses contact with you, poor Peridot.

The thing is, we don’t actually know that Lapis isn’t allowing Peridot to touch her.  I mean, that could well be the case, but I’m not so sure.

I can see what you’re saying, and it does make a lot of sense, but please allow me to put a different spin on this for a second…

Peridot is ultra protective of Lapis and has a very acute awareness of Lapis’ feelings at all times - so in Beta she tells Amethyst to stop talking about Jasper, and she repeatedly checks that Lapis is OK before she leaves; then in Back To The Moon she grabs ahold of Lapis’ arm as soon as Amethyst mentions them becoming “prisoners”; etc.

Peridot might not want to full-on hug Lapis in Room For Ruby in case it makes her more upset - there have been implications (on Peridot’s Twitter, for one) that Peridot has comforted Lapis on at least one occasion in the past.  It’s entirely possible that Peridot’s learned that Lapis likes her space when she’s upset, because she’s been upset in front of Peridot before.  Some people prefer to temporarily close themselves off from others rather than having any sort of comforting physical contact when they’re upset, and Lapis might well be one of those people.  It might even be Peridot’s assumption that Lapis is like this, judging from how she behaves when upset, rather than Lapis having outright stated that she doesn’t want a hug; and because of how protective Peridot is of Lapis, she doesn’t want to take the chance just in case it makes things worse.

I mean, she seems absolutely fine with Peridot’s physical contact in other scenarios…

Originally posted by okaycasey

…as she doesn’t even react here…

Originally posted by anfurnee

…and when they’re arguing in The New Crystal Gems, Lapis seems perfectly content to basically let Peridot climb all over her.

It seems like Lapis is used to physical contact with Peridot - and so it’s entirely possible that they’ve shared a hug or two off-screen before now :)

anonymous asked:

What about an s/o that wants a kiss from the boys but is too shy to ask for one

Naw, shy s/o’s are cute s/o’s! And kisses are the best! (I’m sorry if these are long, they kind of turned into mini scenarios than headcanons but I hope you still like!)


- He was still playing that game. You knew that he had a serious rivalry going on with Prompto, but Prompto wasn’t even there right now.
- You felt like he had been playing for such a long time, and you were wanting some affection.
- Trouble is, how do you go about asking for it? The idea of straight up asking for a kiss made you squirm in embarrassment.
- Ugh, I don’t want him to laugh at me.
- You shuffled up closer to him, still focused on his phone, until you were sat side by side.
- “Nooooct.” You mumbled, slumping your head against his shoulder.
- Feel like I’m a cat right now.
- “Mmm?” He leaned his head against yours but didn’t put his game down.
- “Come oooon.”
- “Hmm?”
- That’s it.
- You wriggled under his arms so your head was in front of his phone screen, blocking his view.
- “Hi!” You beamed.
- He looked at you, highly bemused.
- “What’s up.”
- “You’ve been playing that game for ages now.”
- He put the phone to the in his pocket – finally!
- “You’re right, what would you rather do?” He ran a hand through his raven hair and laid back on his bed after being hunched playing that game for so long. You sit up still beside him, looking down at the raven-haired prince.
- “Well, I kind of wanted…” But the words were stuck in your throat.
- He raised an eyebrow at you.
- “Yeah?”
- “A… I wanted a…” God damn it. The words weren’t coming.
- In a last ditch attempt, you puckered your lips to convey something.
- Ah yes, much less embarrassing. Ughhhh.
- Noct’s eyes widened in realisation, and his cheeks reddened to match yours.
- “Oh, you want a k-kiss?”
- “Yes!” Your voice sounded so loud in your own ears you nearly grimaced. But Noctis didn’t seem to notice.
- “Okay.” He gulped, suddenly as nervous as you. But he brought a hand up to rest gently on your back.  Carefully he pulled you down to his level, your hands splayed out on his chest and your faces almost touching.
- His eyelids fluttered shut and your lips connected – and all the nervousness disappeared.
- His free hand wound around your waist and pulled you tighter against him, his other tracing up your back to wind in your hair. His lips moved against yours quickly, almost urgently, like he’d been longing to do this for a while. You both had, but had been too nervous to instigate it.
- His teeth caught your bottom lip and he gave a gentle tug before letting it go, smiling into the kiss at your gasp.
- You could feel his heart racing underneath your palm, and you were certain yours matched his.
- You broke apart, both of you breathing heavily. Giving him a quick smile, you rested your head in the crook of his neck, willing your breathing to slow.
- Noctis held you close like that for a while, happy to spend the hours this way.


- You were sat with Prompto, your back against his chest in a tight cuddle anyway.
- This boy was all about the cuddles.
- As lovely as that was, you were dying for him to kiss you! But you couldn’t just ask. It seemed such an awkward thing to do! But he might not kiss you anytime soon at this rate.
- “Prom?”
- “Yes?” He smiled at you, his arms tight around your waist.
- “ I would kind of like you to do something for me.” You stammered, thankful you were looking straight ahead.
- “Of course!” His hands moved from your waist to hold both of your own, his fingers lacing through yours.
- “Can you… ah.” Your voice trailed off. How were you supposed to say this?
- “What’s wrong?” You could hear the concern in his voice.
- Great now I’m worrying him. He’s too lovely.
- “I’d just like…like more.” You said, feeling your face burn as you lifted your entwined hands as a clue to what you meant.
- Please understand.
- “You want more… affection?”
- “Y-yeah, but different.”
- “What, you mean like kisses?”
- “Exactly!”
- Thank the gods for Prompto.
- “O-oh! Of course!”
- Prompto would be so eager, yet so nervous at the same time as you turned around in his lap.
- His bright blue eyes were wide, and he was praying you couldn’t feel the tremors in his hands.
- He just so badly didn’t want to mess this up!
- You could see his chest rise and fall with every breath, and you weren’t even kissing yet!
- But then he brought his soft lips to yours, his hands at your shoulders as he brought you in close.
- His kiss was clumsy at first, but soon he found a rhythm for you both and he melted into the kiss, loving your lips on his.
- His grip on you tightened, pulling you impossibly closer to him as he groaned in satisfaction.
- Your hands were in his hair, on his chest, on his biceps, anywhere you could get. He was all yours.
- Too soon he broke away, breathing hard and red in the face.
- “I…I’m sorry if that wasn’t great.”
- You scoffed. Wasn’t great? It was awesome!
- “Even if it wasn’t, practice makes perfect!” You beamed, which brought out smile from him, catching on to what you were saying.
- “I guess we’ll have to practice lots then won’t we?” He chuckled.


- You had been dating Gladio for a few weeks, but you had only shared a handful of kisses. 
- You felt that maybe this was in part your fault, cause you just couldn’t find up the courage to ask him for one! He would always instigate, but maybe he felt like you weren’t that into it?
- So you decided you were gonna ask him for one, and show him how much you loved them!
- As you went to open your mouth however, nothing came out.
- “Hmm? What is it babe?” He’d notice your expression, and realise you wanted to say something.
- But you just couldn’t say it!
Dear gods above help!
- Your cheeks went red as you tried to hide your face, but Gladio was too quick, and lifted your chin up gently so you couldn’t hide.
- “C’mon, I can tell you want something.” 
- His eyes are alight with playfulness.
- “I just wanted to y’know… wanted to…” You gesture quickly to your lips, your cheeks feeling like they were on fire.
- You could see the mental ‘click’ in his eyes as Gladio put two and two together to realise what you were asking for. But his lips broke out into his usual, cheshire cat grin.
- “You want to what?” He’s smirking.
Oh my god he’s going to make me say it.
- “I just want… I want a-” but before you could finish your sentence, he cuts you off as his lips lock around yours.
- You gasp in surprise, but he just used it as a chance to deepen the kiss, his lips hot, moving against yours. 
- His hand tangles in your hair in the way he knew you liked, pulling you closer to him and giving it a gentle tug. His free hand brought you closer to him so you were almost sat on his lap.
- Gladio’s hum of appreciation resonated through you – you were making him do that!
- Your hands rested on his biceps for support, becoming lightheaded from the depth of Gladio’s kiss.
- He pulled away with that smile already in place, loving your dazed expression.
- “Was that a good enough… y’know.” 
- “Don’t tease me!” 
- His chuckle is deep and happy, and fills you with joy.
Ah you did love this man.


- God this guy was so smooth with his words, how on earth were you supposed to ask him for a kiss?
- But you wanted one badly, as you sat and watched him in his chair from your own. His long fingers held a book open in front of him, his other hand outstretched to reach for a sip of his coffee. He brought the can to his lips, and you watched as they closed softly around the edge of the can to take a sip. His head tipped back slightly, and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed.
- Ah! It’s too much! You had to feel those lips on your own!
- Ignis put down his coffee and looked at you quizzically, drawn by the odd noise that had escaped your lips.
- How mortifying
- “Are you alright my love?” He asked.
- No.
- “Yes. Yes I was just… just thinking.” You gabbled, feeling the blush rising to your cheeks already.
- “About what?” He looked at you curiously, no doubt noticing the light red tinge across your cheeks.
- “Oh, um… well just that I wanted…”
- Ugh why did you have to struggle so much with this?
- “Anything you want kitten, you can have it.”
- He watched, curious as to why you blush deepened at his words. But the possibility slowly dawned on him; you wanted some affection but was too shy to ask for it.
- How adorable. He couldn’t help but smile fondly at you, and you knew that he knew.
- Without a word, he’d set his book down and rose off his chair, all while looking at you. You could swear you saw a hint of a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.
- Your heart beat quickened as he walked over to you, placing a hand on either side of your chair and leaning down until his face was mere inches from yours.
- “Would you like a kiss?” his words would cause any stray strands of hair to flutter in his wake.
- Your voice wouldn’t work, you just nodded to which he smiled.
- And in the next breath he brought his lips down to yours kissing you deeply, one hand coming away from the chair to rest under your jaw, tilting your head so he could kiss you harder.
- His thumb traced gently across your cheek, causing you to hum at the comforting contact.
- Just as you were getting breathless, he pulled away, running a gloved thumb over your just kissed lower lip.
- “Was that satisfactory?”
- He chuckled as you nodded again, slightly more dazed than before.
- “Don’t be shy, next time just ask.”
- Yep, yep you would.

Eric x Reader (Soulmate AU) Drabble: Part III

The fear landscapes were hard on everyone. Late into the night, you would hear people screaming and moaning in fear as they had a replay of what they faced that day. The fear levels vary from initiate to initiate. Some had 8, some had 12. And some bastards had only 4.

You plopped your butt down and sighed, running a hand through your hair. “What are they this time?” The boy across from you asked and you gritted your teeth. “Public humiliation. Lost of control. Parasitical Disease. Failure.”

Tobias just nodded silently.


“The same.” He said and you feel like strangling him. If you didn’t become friends during the Capture the Flag game a week ago, you would have.

“Screw you, Four!”

He looked up at you. “Hey, calm down. You know I can’t control this.”

Immediately deflating, you apologized. It was not his fault. He was just…lucky, you guessed. Four, being the sweet guy that he is, just gave you a small smile of encouragement.

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