#*bursts through the wall* so 2024 huh

[lapras-lazure]

summer solstice ☀️✨

[everybodyshusband]

stargazing

mushy may ; day twenty !! (approx. 1k words)

read under the cut or on ao3 :)

@forlorn-crows is your mushy may 2023 still good for late april of 2024 ? asking for a uhhh... a friend...

The campfire in between the pair crackles gently, greedily eating up the kindling the two quintessence ghouls had deposited onto it once they’d arrived at this spot. Aether had argued—good-naturedly of course—that the campfire would impede on his and Aeon’s ability to see the constellations he was trying to teach them. One look into Aeon’s pleading eyes and a sly “but I’m cold, Aeth…” whispered by the new quint had shut his argument down instantly; he couldn’t say no to a face like that. And so that is where the two of them find themselves: bundled up in winter coats with heavy blankets wrapped around their shoulders, a pot of hot chocolate boiling away over the campfire and another blanket spread out beneath them prepped and ready for stargazing.

Aeon must admit, when Aether had suggested waking up in the middle of the night to stargaze, they had been more than hesitant. In theory it sounded incredible, but it’s almost winter and the nights are frigid, even inside the Abbey’s walls; they didn’t want to imagine how cold it would be if they weren’t bundled up under a mountain of blankets. Luckily for Aether, he knows how to wrangle his ghouls out of bed and it’s as simple and promising warm cuddles, mugs of hot drinks and the view of a rare, once-in-a-human-lifetime meteor shower. It wasn’t even the meteor shower that convinced Aeon. The promise of snuggling up with Aether under a blanket in any situation was more than enough to rouse them from their sleep when he’d come into their room and shaken their shoulder, gently laughing at them for sleeping through the alarm they’d set for themselves.

Now that they’re both here though, Aeon can’t stop the beginnings of boredom creeping its way in as they wait for the meteor shower to make its way across the sky. “Aether,” they start, sighing dramatically when they’re met with no response. “Aeth!”

The elder quintessence ghoul snorts and gasps as he’s woken suddenly from his accidental nap. “Hmm, what?”

Aeon cackles. “Nothing, old man, you go back to your nap.”

“No, no,” Aether presses. “What is it?”

They sigh quietly, melting into Aether’s side. “I’m bored, Aeth.”

“What?!” Aether exclaims. “There’s a whole universe above you, Ae, how can you be bored?”

“Well, my guide to the universe fell asleep and ventured into his own before he could teach me about this one,” they tease, prodding Aether’s chest with their finger and giggling at the bewildered expression his face contorts into as Aeon flicks his nose after he looks down at their finger.

Aether shakes his head, amused. “Alright, alright,” he concedes. “I’ll teach you, with pleasure.” The last part of his sentence is spoken with such beautiful sass that Aeon can’t help but press forward and wrap their arms around the elder quint’s shoulders. They can’t help it, still new enough up top that their emotions escape in short, intense bursts that call for action rather than the slow, steady streams the rest of the pack experience. But Aether says they’ll learn and Aeon believes him, he’s been nothing but kind and welcoming to them and Aurora since the two of them climbed Up Top together.

“Hello? Earth to Aeon?” A hand waves across their line of sight. “Now who’s off in their own universe, huh?” The corners of Aether’s eyes crinkle as he grins, his hands ruffling Aeon’s hair as they slowly meld back with reality.

“Yes!” They flop down onto the ground, resting their head on the pillows Aether had the foresight to bring with them to maximise comfort while stargazing. “Teach me about the universe, oh, great sky master.”

Aether laughs as he lowers himself down next to them. “You know,” he starts. “Aether is a god in Greek mythology. Lots of sources say different things, but some say he’s the god of light and the upper sky.” Aeon turns their head to the side to watch Aether as he talks. He’s a vision in the starlight, hair shimmering ever so slightly and hands coming alive as he talks. “I’ve always liked that, y’know. It doesn’t really fit with the whole idea of this place but I like to imagine my namesake sitting up there amongst the stars, keeping an eye out for everyone down here.” He turns his head to look at Aeon and his eyes light up as he realises they’ve been looking at him the whole time. He takes their hand in his and Aeon swears they can feel the tips of their fingers spark when they make contact. “Oh, hi.” The crinkles around his eyes are back and he’s gorgeous in the moonlight.

“Hi.” They feel like they’ve been rendered speechless by Aether’s ardor for the stars.

“You want me to keep talking? I can teach you some constellations if you’d like.”

“Yes please,” Aeon breathes, feeling for all the world as if they’re pinned down under Aether’s gaze but somehow it’s not a bad thing, nor is it the same feeling that they get when Dewdrop does the same thing. In fact, they quite like the way it makes them feel.

Aether practically giggles in happiness at Aeon’s plea. “Oh, thank you! You lay back and listen, yeah? I’ll tell you everything you need to know.”

Aeon knows that later on Aether will jokingly test them on everything he’s telling them right now, but the sparkle in his eyes and the way his hands are dancing across the dark backdrop of the night sky as he talks about his deepest passion are enough to keep Aeon occupied. No matter how hard they try to pay attention to Aether’s voice, it keeps getting drowned out by the excitement in his tone and the excited twitch his leg makes against theirs as he explains a sky crab and a… frying pan in the sky? Yeah, they’re definitely not paying enough attention. No matter, there are always other nights to drag the elder quintessence ghoul out of bed for another tutoring session. In fact, Cirrus said tomorrow night is supposed to be free from clouds, maybe they can start then.

[kithnkiss]

➜ you slap/grab their ass

warnings. F!reader

notes. enjoy 😉

ACE FREHLEY

“Jesus-fucking-christ!” he exclaims as your hand comes down on his ass with a resounding smack and a solid squeeze.

Turning towards you, he laughs in disbelief before swiftly grabbing you by the waist to prevent your escape.

“Where you trynna run off to, huh? Think you can cop a feel and leave me hangin’?”

You giggle as you attempt to wriggle free from his grasp, but he quickly guides your back against his chest, keeping you securely in his embrace.

“You ain’t goin’ nowhere till I’m done with you honey.”

PAUL STANLEY

He has been gently patted on the bottom a few times, but nothing as forceful as the slap you’ve just given him.

As he drops whatever he is holding, he feels as though his soul has departed from his body. He turns quickly, his eyes widening and his mouth opening and closing in disbelief as he watches you burst into laughter so intensely that you need to lean against the wall for support.

Once you catch your breath, you start to realize that his expression has shifted from shock to a playful malevolence. As you begin to back away, he takes more steps towards you.

As he attempts to swipe at you, you manage to slip through his grasp and run away, squealing as he chases after you.

“Watcha’ running from babe? Come ere’ and let me return the favor!”

GENE SIMMONS

Though the slap didn't physically jolt him forward, the surprise and intensity of the moment certainly made an impact, causing his hands to land against the table in front of him before he swiftly spun around to meet your gaze, almost causing you to get whiplash from his rapid movement.

Although he didn't seem angry, it was clear he wasn't going to let your action slide.

"One," he began, sending your heart racing.

You swiftly turned and sprinted away. Two seconds later, the heavy thud of boots echoed behind you, signaling his pursuit.

“Go on and run, I love a good chase girlie.”

ERIC CARR

"Y/n!" he yelled out your name as he felt a hand come down hard on his ass, followed by a harsh squeeze.

The expression on his face was so priceless that it sent you into fits of laughter, nearly causing you to collapse to the ground.

"Oh yeah, laugh it up. Get it all out before I bend you over the couch," he threatened half-heartedly, causing you to back away before eventually sprinting off.

“You can’t run forever princess!”

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