Headcanon that during the days when fluffy white clouds would take up most of the sky, Will and Nico would often lay down side by side on a picnic mat and go cloud watching together and just talk mostly about random things.
That is until one of them would end up falling asleep and the other would just contentedly watch them instead. Maybe, ocassionaly running a hand through their significant other’s locks and just staring at the other with full on affection.
Ten days he’d been in intensive care and ten days you’d been by his side.
He was breathing by himself now at least, although his injuries were still incredibly severe. The combination of pain killers he was on meant that he was doped up to the eyeballs and asleep for the majority of the time. But at least he’d woken up. It had taken five whole days but he’d woken up. That was something.
You’d been at headquarters helping Penelope when the call had come in from Emily. Spencer, your colleague and boyfriend of two years… fiance really, had been shot. It had been a routine house call looking for witnesses, but they’d stumbled upon a drug den quite accidentally. Emily had been injured as well, but she was up and had been discharged. Spencer had taken the worst of it. You didn’t even listen as they listed his injuries, all you wanted was to see him. And when they’d finally let you into his room after a four hour agonising wait whilst he underwent life saving surgery, you’d been shocked. He was unconscious, looking pale and fragile in a hospital bed, tubes and IV’s streaming from his body and a breathing tube in his throat.
You’d fallen to the floor and both Derek and Aaron had needed to drag you out of the room, you clinging to your supervisor as you sobbed.
When you finally managed to compose yourself you’d been allowed back in and had taken up residence by his bed side, not moving for the next ten days.
The nurses were kind and compassionate towards you and the team kept you well supplied with clean clothes so you didn’t have to leave. You slept on a tiny cot the nurses had found and showered in the small bathroom available for families with members in critical conditions. The team took it in turns to sit with you, trying to keep you company and bringing you Spencer’s favourite books for you to read aloud to him. He may be unconscious but numerous studies had shown that he’d still be able to hear you, Spencer himself would tell you that if he’d been awake.
After five days he’d stirred and your heart had lifted. He’d coughed and spluttered as the Doctor had removed the tube from his throat, pleased that he was able to breathe by himself. Spencer had croaked out an “I love you” and had fallen quickly asleep again.
Since then he’d been in out of consciousness, holding lucid conversations with you one moment, and slurring from the morphine the next. He hated being drugged, but he had very little choice given the state he was in.
He’d had to be rushed back into surgery once more two days ago. A piece of bullet that hadn’t been removed had shifted inside of him, causing internal bleeding and a build up of fluid in his abdomen. Since then he’d been back on oxygen. Not a tube down his throat this time, just a mask. But it was scary enough.
You hated this. This wasn’t meant to happen.
Ten days he’d been in this bed he’d been told. Ten days. Sometimes he was in pain, sometimes it was like he was floating on a white fluffy cloud.
There were times when it seemed like he was looking down at his body, looking at the beautiful girl who hadn’t left his bedside for ten days. The girl who he’d asked to marry him only two months before.
Spencer loved her so much, and her pleas for him to keep holding on were all that was keeping him here, making him fight. His body was weary though. So weary and tired. During the moments he was awake he relished the feeling of her hand on his, the touch of her soft lips on his forehead. When he was asleep he could still hear her, reading his favourite stories that he knew off by heart, her voice soothing him. She was everything to him.
Yet… He knew. Somehow, he knew.
She wouldn’t leave him though, he’d heard the team, his amazing teammates that he loved and adored, they’d all begged her to go home and get some proper rest. But she wouldn’t leave. Sometimes in the night he’d wake up and see her curled into her a ball on the cot in the corner of the room. Oh, how he longed to crawl next to her and to wrap his arms around her and never let her go.
She was dozing now, her head on the hospital bed next to his hand. His best friend Morgan was sat by his bed, keeping her company.
Derek glanced over, seeing he was awake.
“Hey buddy,” he scooted his chair closer to the bed.
“What time is it?” Spencer couldn’t see the clock on the wall. He didn’t have his glasses and his contacts had been removed days ago.
“It’s about 11pm. I came after work, hoping I could convince Y/N to go home. She’s not having it though.”
She needed to leave. Spencer needed her to leave. He was so tired, in so much pain.
But he couldn’t.
“Derek, if anything happens to me here, you’ll take care of her won’t you? You’ll keep her safe for me?”
Morgan noticed the urgency in his friends voice and reached out and patted his hand.
“Course I will Kid. But nothing’s gonna happen. The doctor’s have got you covered.”
Spence gave a weak smile, “Will you wake her up. I’m going to try to get her to go home. Will you… will you stay with her if she goes?”
“Sure thing, Reid,” Derek stood and walked around to where Y/N was sleeping, nudging her gently.
“Hey, Sleeping Beauty. Lover boy is awake. He wants to talk.”
She rubbed her eyes, raising her head from the hospital bed and immediately taking Spencer’s hand, not noticing how cold it felt.
Derek sensed that Reid wanted to be alone with her and left the room, hovering outside the door.
“Hey,” Y/N smiled her beautiful smile at him. A smile he’d take with him. Even in her sleep deprived state she was still the most amazingly beautiful creature he’d ever seen.
“Hey… Y/N, I need you to go home,” his voice was clearer than it had been before, had more power and strength behind it.
She shook her head, just like he knew she would.
“Please Baby… You’re so tired and it hurts me to see you like this. You need a good nights sleep. You need your strength to look after me. For when I come home.”
He gave her hand a squeeze, not letting the effort it took for him to do that small motion show on his face.
“I don’t wanna leave you alone. What if….?”
“Nothing’s going to happen. I feel much stronger today, I’m not in as much pain, I think I’m starting to heal. And I’m surrounded by doctors. Do you think they’d let anything happen after all the effort they’ve put in? I’m fine. In a few weeks, I’ll be home and in a few months, this will be a distant memory. I promise.”
The Bureau had taught him to lie and he hated how easily the words were slipping from his mouth.
She studied his face. His voice did sound stronger and he wasn’t slurring. She glanced at the machines by his bed. She’d learnt to read the vitals that were displayed over the ten days she’d been here, and they seemed stronger than ever. Maybe… Maybe he was right.
Spencer could see her wavering. “Please. Go home. Derek will go with you. Get a good night’s rest in our bed and have a nice hot bath. When you come back tomorrow I want to see you fully rested. Okay? Please…”
She stood from her chair, leaning over the bed and pressing her lips to his dry chapped ones.
“Are you sure?” she asked quietly.
“Yes. You need to sleep properly, I’ll be fine.”
She kissed him again, whispering “I love you” to him.
He repeated the words to her, savouring the look on her face as he said them.
“I’ll be back tomorrow, bright and early. I love you.”
“I love you too. Now go!” he feigned a chuckle, trying not to cough. His chest felt suddenly heavier, like it was drowning in fluid.
She grinned and picked up her bag, exiting the room.
The next time Spencer saw her, she was asleep in their bed. Her hair had fallen over her face and she was clutching his purple scarf that he loved so much.
Softly, I will leave you softly
For my heart would break
If you should wake and see me go
So I leave you softly, long before you miss me
He hated himself for lying to her, but he needed her to leave. If he heard her beg and plead with him again, he wouldn’t be able to stand it. And he just hurt so much, he couldn’t take the pain anymore. He just wanted it to end.
Long before your arms can beg me stay
For one more hour or one more day
After all the years, I can’t bear the tears to fall
So, softly as I leave you there
He reached his hand out, brushing her hair back and watching her chest rise and fall with each breath. She’d be okay. They’d take care of her. Derek had promised and he knew the others would make sure she was cared for.
The few years they’d had together had been the best of his life. He’d been lucky to have had those few with her. Never in a million years would he have ever expected to have shared the joy and love that he had with her. He’d take those few years, it was more than a lot of people had.
He sat and watched her, running his hand along her arm and seeing her shiver and pull it under the covers.
Softly, long before you kiss me
Long before your arms can beg me stay
For one more hour
Or one more day
After all the years, I can’t bear the tears to fall
So, softly as I leave you there
He heard the faint ringing of a phone down stairs, Morgan’s cell.
He needed to go. He moved away from the bed, to the corner of the room as he heard a loud “NO!” from downstairs, followed by the sound of footsteps charging up the stairs.
Derek flung the door open and Y/N awoke instantly, turning to look at him.
Her face crumpled immediately, she knew. Derek didn’t need to tell her. “No no no no no. Oh god no.”
Derek crawled onto the bed next to her, wrapping his arms around her and she repeated the words over and over, tears spilling free from the both of them.
Spencer watched, his still heart breaking. This was why he’d needed her to leave. He couldn’t leave with her in the room. She’d never let him.
fire sun, fire moon: the colour red, sneaking out at night, a red glow, fire, running outside, empty streets in the middle of nowhere, hot summer days, driving around the city, sunlight, a golden yellow colour, bravery and boldness
fire sun, earth moon: a brown-red colour, empty roads, driving around in cars, writing in journals, the smell of a bonfire, a deep purple, cosy fire, wooden flooring, open windows, summer days in the morning, leaves falling off of trees during autumn
fire sun, air moon: the colour pink, the petals that bloom on the first few days of spring, innocence, a warm fire, running through a field, strawberries, peaches, petals flying through the wind, bubblegum, a candle, the movement of fire
fire sun, water moon: sneaking into someone’s window at 3AM to go on an adventure, passion, a crimson red, rebellion, sitting outside at night and counting stars, strong feelings, sudden feelings, leather jackets, combat boots
earth sun, fire moon: an orange-red colour, waking up early in the morning and feeling good, early morning walks during autumn, a warm cup of tea on a cold day, a soft bonfire, candles, cosy sweaters, warm days
earth sun, earth moon: the colour green, fresh plants, open windows in wooden homes, the colour brown, forests, dark forests, trees with dark green leaves, expensive but simple looking jewellery, caramel, waking up late, house plants
earth sun, air moon: staying inside on a rainy day, the colour caramel, the colour white, white pearls, light but cosy sweaters, wide and clear desks, flowing white dresses, reading books, grabbing coffee at a coffee place
earth sun, water moon: staying up until late at night to read or watch a tv show, a fresh green colour, simple but chic clothing, small green cactuses, getting cosy under warm sheets on a cold day, tidy bedrooms, white beds
air sun, fire moon: quick movements, a peach colour, light pink, old records, cherries and red fruits, glow-sticks, trainers, writing, small towns, pink flowers that have newly bloomed, headphones, running on the streets, laughing and feeling free
air sun, earth moon: a light brown colour, a caramel colour, baking, getting up early in the morning, living in a modern city, calm and white cloudy days, latte art, expensive watches, writing things down, nice handwriting, white walls
air sun, air moon: the colour blue, light blue, swift movements, fresh air, white angle wings, birds flying across the sky, painting on a clear canvas, fancy pens, a blue sky with a few, fluffy white clouds, white wooden flooring, small windows in white attics looking at the sea
air sun, water moon: a pale, baby blue colour, the stars coming out at night, lying on the rooftop at 3AM, painting a galaxy of many stars, wondering things about the world, a dark, navy blue, paintbrushes, white desks, old castles, cloudy days
water sun, fire moon: a strong burning fire, a bright red colour, sneaking out the window at 3AM to go who knows where, passionate kisses, strong and sudden emotions, long letters, old diaries and journals, laughter and freedom, a dark blue-black colour
water sun, earth moon: getting up late during weekends, having a calm day with your friends, walking through an old town or city you’ve been to before, feeling sentimental, a dark green colour, a beige colour, newly laid sheets, a lake in the middle of a forest
water sun, air moon: the feeling of inspiration, sudden ideas, beautiful words, listening to stories that you love, laughing with your closest friends, the colour white, talking about positive emotions with people, white walls, a very pale pink colour
water sun, water moon: sitting by the seaside, a clear blue sky that is still very calm, pastel colours, white walls with white wooden floors, light blue curtains that flow in the wind, hugging someone you care about, writing down your feelings, late night talks, happy dreams
A/N: a little horse-y drabble I wrote recently. It’s sorta based on me (cringing as I wrote that) (I sort of hate myself for this) (gonna go hide) and my favorite horse. That’s why there are specifics like hair and eye color. Sorry. More parts, maybe? I have some ideas for it.
“I don’t want to do this anymore!” you said flopping onto the bed you shared with Aro. It is the week of finals and your math class is kicking you in the ass.
“What is wrong cara mia?” Aro ask sitting next to you on the bed.
“I give up, I cant do this anymore, if I look at one more math problem I am going to scream” you said your face now in a pillow. You heard Aro laugh lightly as he stroked your hair.
“Why not take a break cara mia? I could run you a bath” You lit up at the mention of a nice warm bath.
“can I get it with bubbles?” You asked turning to face him.
“Of course” he said placing a light kiss on your brow. He got up and went into your shared bath. You followed taking interest in how he moves when doing a simple thing of preparing a bath. Seeing him roll up his sleeves, mixing the bubbles with the water making a white fluffy cloud in the water. You turned grabbing your rubber duck that sat on your desk. You found the little guy so cute and oddly enough the little rubber toy looked like Aro.
Aro left you to get undressed, You sat in the tub with your hair up in a bun watching the little rubber toy float around. Aro came back in to see the little toy.
“What is that?” Aro asked sitting on the floor poking at the duck.
“Its a rubber duck, but vampire style” you said happily. Aro laughed again, you rubbed your arms and shoulders when suddenly seeing Aro coming into the bath… WITH HIS CLOTHES STILL ON!
“Aro! your clothes!”
“I have others cara mia “ he said sitting next you in the tub, water spilling out of the tub. The two of you kissed and played in the water till finally Marcus had to come and drag his brother out of the tub.
Thanks for making me cry, twice. If you could write something about the boys, Eleven, & Max going to the park, getting ice-cream, and laying down in the grass and watching the clouds that would be great.
Sorry I made you cry, anon! Here’s a little something I threw together that I hope begins to make up for it!
“But if I could visit any other planet, it would be Mars because I think that’s most likely where aliens would live,” Max concluded, turning her attention back to the rapidly melting mint chocolate chip cone in her hand. El nodded thoughtfully, taking a bite of her own strawberry cone as she walked alongside Max down a shaded street in downtown Hawkins.
“I think I’d go to Saturn,” El mused aloud, remembering all the interesting facts Lucas and Mike had shared with her about each of the planets earlier that year. They had both been extremely eager to inform her that Titan—one of Saturn’s moons—had mountains named after the mountains from Tolkien. El, who had very quickly become enamoured with Tolkien and Middle Earth, was also very excited to learn this fact.
“Saturn is cool too,” Max nodded enthusiastically, “Oh, here’s a question! Would you rather go to space or explore under water?”
“Space,” El answered automatically, her face tightening ever so slightly at the mention of being under water. Though she tried to hide her expression, focusing on her ice cream, Max noticed almost immediately.
“Me too,” Max said with a smile, grabbing El’s free hand and giving it a quick squeeze, “Space is way better!”
It was then that the girls heard a familiar and friendly ringing from behind them. They turned just in time to see Lucas and Mike approaching on their bikes.
“We went by the Chief’s place, but he said Steve picked you up and brought you into town,” Mike explained as he came to a stop in front of them, balancing on his left leg.
“For ice cream,” Max nodded, holding up her half-finished cone. “We were gonna go to the park if you geeks want to join.” She grinned impishly, winking at Lucas, who rolled his eyes dramatically.
“Says you,” he retorted, “The biggest geek of us all.”
“I’m a hundred times cooler than any of you could ever hope to be,” Max scoffed playfully, “Except El, of course.”
“No one’s cooler than El,” Lucas agreed. El grinned and rolled her eyes, though there was no mistaking the slight blush on her cheeks. Mike too was blushing, because he agreed that there was no one cooler than El and to think that she liked him—as more than a friend—always sent him spiralling into hopeless red-facedness.
With the boys biking slowly ahead of them, looping back every so often to check in, Max and El continued to stroll down the sidewalk in their matching shared sneakers (a pink and a black one each), finishing their ice cream cones and chatting about outer space.
Once they arrived at the park, Max immediately challenged Lucas to a race across the monkey bars, the two running off and teasing each other mercilessly. Mike and El opted for a quieter activity, sprawling out across the tall grass the hill that overlooked Findley Park, watching as fluffy white clouds rolled by slowly overhead, their hands intertwined.
Funny how he could never remember much else about her, but he remembered her birthday. It wasn’t like Nick, either, to remember a date more than a face. Old Nick prided himself on being able to read people, to pick up on the social nuances and micro expressions that gave so much away. Now, an appointment, an anniversary - those always slipped his mind. But he never forgot a face.
The synth clutched his bag of caps, the fabric threatening to tear beneath the harsh metal of his claw. Normally, he didn’t mind haggling. Myrna gave him a hard time, but the other merchants were friendly enough, and it was nice to get out and about in between cases.
Today, though. Today they’d ask questions he wasn’t sure he wanted to answer.
Gotta hold it together, old man.
The detective clenched what counted for his jaw and shuffled into the marketplace, hands stuffed in the pockets of his trenchcoat, hat pulled low over his brow. Myrna looked up with a menacing glower.
Thank you for requesting again! ^^ I hope you like this~
honestly, i’m so sorry about how this turned out T-T i tried my best but idk i’m not sure how i think about the result… sorry >< i promise i’ll write something a lot more fluffy for you in the future when i come up with a good plot ;-; i just had no idea how to make this fluffier ;-;
Fluff more on the lighthearted side i think, not very heavy fluff in my opinion ><
Requested by anon ♥
Was it the sun
that was shining brightly? Or maybe the scent of spring in the air? Or perhaps
the boy who was lying down next to you on the blanket you two had laid down on
the green grass? No matter what the reason, you were still feeling extremely
happy. All the worries you had had only half an hour earlier had vanished
thanks to the date Bin had arranged. He hadn’t told you anything before the
date and you had realized it was a park date only when you arrived in the park.
that cloud,” Bin nudged you a little and pointed at a fluffy white cloud on the
sky. You looked at it. “Doesn’t it look like a huge ball of cotton candy?” he
asked and turned his head to look at you.
you chuckled at his imagination. “It looks really fluffy. I wonder what it
would be like to lie on top of it…”
widely. You were quiet for a bit and just stared at the blue sky. Then you sat
up and grabbed the picnic basket your boyfriend had brought. Bin sat up too
when you opened the basket.
exclaimed when you saw all the small containers in the basket.
two bottles of water, sandwiches and different kinds of fruits.
at Bin. “Did you prepare all of this?”
He nodded. “I
know you had a rough week. I wanted to make you feel better.”
You put the basket aside and hugged him. He hugged you back with a smile and patted
your back comfortingly.
“What did I
ever do to deserve you?” you wondered and looked at him after ending the hug.
your hair and chuckled when you shook your head, disliking his action. “Let’s
just eat,” he grabbed the basket and started taking out all the containers. He
laid the containers on the blanket and you opened them one by one. “Oh,” you
looked at Bin, surprised. “You brought watermelon too?”
he said and opened one of the water bottles. He let you have some first before
drinking it himself.
offered him a piece of apple. He ate it with a smile.
good?” you asked and he lifted a thumb up and nodded his head. You smiled
widely and after that you two just kept feeding each other the fruits until
there was nothing left. You also ate the sandwiches that were so delicious that
you were a little sad when there were no more left.
for the food,” you thanked Bin and he offered you a smile as a response.
closing the containers and putting them back in the basket, Bin lay down and
placed his head on your lap.
this setting?” you laughed at his sudden actions. “Seems like a drama.”
He chuckled. “Do you like it?”
“Hmm,” you hummed as if you were thinking about it. “I’m not sure,” you lied.
he whined with a pout, leaving you laughing loudly.
was just kidding,” you couldn’t stop laughing at his reaction. When you stopped
laughing, you looked at him. He had closed his eyes and was breathing calmly,
almost looking like he had fallen asleep. You gently ran your fingers through
his hair and his lips curved to a smile once again.
were amused. “Does it feel good?”
cutely. “Why wouldn’t it feel good? A cute girl like you is running her fingers
through my hair. I like it,” he said, overflowing with aegyo.
cringed at his cuteness but also smiled widely at the same time. “Stop lying.”
his eyes. “You look good from this angle too.”
your eyebrows at his statement and in a few seconds you were making the
weirdest face you would pull off at that moment. Bin couldn’t stop laughing at
your derp face and soon you started laughing too. The laughing continued for a
bit and when you finally calmed down, you both had tears in your eyes from laughing
that funny,” you said, wiping your tears away.
was. I love your weird faces. They’re so funny.”
bothered by them?” you asked with a smile and played with his hair.
smiled while looking at you.
as a response and kept smiling as you played with his hair. It was soft and the
scent of his shampoo made you even happier. You loved the scent of the shampoo
he used. You didn’t know what was so special about it but the scent just
reminded you so much of the first time you two had met. Your first meeting had
been quite weird. You literally fell on top of him the very first time you saw
said after a silence.
“You made me fall on purpose, didn’t you?” you asked, referring to your first
He let out
a ‘ha’ of disbelief. “Haven’t we talked about this enough?”
saying it was an accident but the more I think about it the more unbelievable
it seems. I mean, how did I just happen to miraculously fall on top of you like
that? That only happens in dramas!”
“I didn’t do it on purpose!” he sat up, amused. “I swear it was an accident.”
to me,” you gave him a look.
and suddenly grabbed your shoulders. He made you lie down so that your head was
resting on his lap. “It doesn’t matter if it was intended or not, what matters
is that I managed to become your boyfriend.”
didn’t believe him but decided to let it slide this once. “Whatever,” you
smiled and closed your eyes, letting him play with your hair.
have done it on purpose,” he whispered after a bit. You opened your eyes and
were greeted by his playful smile. “But it was worth it.”