#helios rising heroes x reader

[miya-akane]

─ "it's your day!"

→ pairing. (any character) x birthday girl! reader (but no pronouns used)

→ tw. none

Today's a special day. Why? Cause it's your birthday. But seems like no one remembers it? Or do they just don't know?

That's weird. No texts that wish you a 'happy birthday'. No one actually wish you when you met them. It's like they actually just forgot about it.

Walking back to your house with a sulking heart, you opened the front door just to be greeted by your friends and family saying a 'happy birthday!'

What shocked you the most is (character's name), your s/o was the one that planned all of this. They got out of the kitchen while holding a cake while others just sing the 'happy birthday to you' song in the background.

As the cake with (your age) candles was in front of you, they said "Go on love, make your wish."

You closed your eyes while saying your wish in your head and blow the candles out. This moment makes tears came out of your eyes. Tears of happiness.

"Happy birthday (name)."

notes. a lil birthday special for myself. I don't know who to write so its up to you then it could be anyone you want.

[heliosrisingheroesimagines]

AAA URE BACK i'm so happy omg…you're one of my fav writers in this platform and i love rereading your fics and headcanons!!! ♪

i'd like to request coriander, daisy, fennel, peony and sweet pea from the plant asks for marion!! there's not enough marion content that i can find here I swear...I think he really deserves some more love 💔…but either way, thank you so much in advance and have a great day!! :] ★

(Marion is my beloved I'm always happy to write for him~)

Marion Blythe:

🌻coriander: what do they love the most about their s/o, both physical and personality-wise?

You’re some whose very easy for him to talk to. He doesn’t feel like you’re judging him, or underestimating his strength, or making any assumptions based on factors outside of his control. He feels like he could tell you anything, and having this emotional security is incredibly important to Marion; it’s always been difficult to let his real feelings shine through, but it wasn’t healthy for him to keep them inside constantly, so he needed a person who he felt could understand him. Even if you didn’t have the same opinions as he did, there was just something that made him comfortable speaking freely with you.

Marion likes your eyes. They’re like windows to the soul, or so Nova used to joke, but he never really understood the phrase ‘getting lost in their eyes’ until you. He could stare into your eyes forever if you let him but normally, you’d get too flustered, having to look away while Marion couldn’t possibly mirror you.

🌻daisy: what is their love language, both giving and receiving?

Giving: Acts of Service. This is more a goal set by himself but Marion likes to prove that he’s ‘useful’ to you; it’s nothing you’ve ever commented on, and you don’t quite know where it came from as its not like he has anything to prove. He just liked the feeling of knowing he was making your day easier, even when he was busy himself he still tried to fit in tasks that would make your day easier by the end of it. It’s not something he willingly admits to, of course, denying that it’s coming from the love he has for you as it would be too embarrassing to admit.

Receiving: Quality Time. Marion isn’t a high-maintenance lover, as much as his standards might have you perceive him that way. He doesn’t want you going out of your way to do things for him, nor does he have a need for endless gifts (although he won’t ever deny home-cooked breakfast). He always preferred doing things together when your free-time allowed it, like cooking together or watching movies with the entire family; at first he was nervous about spending time alone with you but now it’s exactly what he needs to keep his head on straight.

🌻fennel: what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed the most?

Marion’s kisses are thoughtful, always coming in a moment that you suspect yet still knocking you off your feet anyway. You can’t help but lean in to him and it’s exactly what he wants, that closeness that comes with being unabashedly in love. He preferred to take the moments slow, as much as his nerves were set alight when you kissed he couldn’t help but want to savor the moment.

He would say the lips if asked but he doesn’t have a preference, a kiss is a kiss but he does like ones he can reciprocate. When you’re quick with kissing him on the cheek or forehead he always tried to grab you before you could get away, which you now made into a game knowing he wanted to reciprocate any affection you gave him. It left you both giggling in a way you didn’t think Marion was capable of before dating him, kissing each other’s faces until your other responsibilities were remembered.

🌻peony: how do they get their s/o to blush? how does their s/o make them blush?

Marion is always proud when he managed to set up a perfectly romantic moment for the two of you to enjoy together, and the confidence he has about knowing you is something you can’t help but blush over. There are some partners who might take a more bashful approach to it but knowing you inside and out is a source of pride for Marion, who put endless effort into your relationship while training his hardest to be a great hero.

Marion is surprisingly easy to make blush, almost like its natural reaction to your presence. It happened when you leaned in close or suddenly start giving him physical affection before he can mentally prepare, or when you sincerely compliment an outfit you think he looks good in. Having any sort of praise coming from you pleased him, but romantic attention made him more nervous than other kids of attention from you.

🌻sweet pea: are they big on cuddling? what is their favorite position to cuddle their s/o in?

Marion enjoyed cuddling as long as he was in a good mood, as he preferred being left alone or not being confined if he was angry/worked up. There are times where he needs comfort that he’ll let you know it’s okay to be close to him, a comforting arm wrapped around his shoulder as he leaned into you and tried to get ahold of himself as he didn’t want your mood to tank alongside his. There’s something inherently comforting about having a person you can simply lean against and absorb their warmth without being questioned on it, although teasing is imminent especially when the cuddling happens on movie nights.

His favorite way to cuddle was when you were on the couch together, a nice blanket spread across your legs, either you curled up into him or him resting his head on your shoulder. He thought it was nice if somewhat distracting, the first few times finding it impossible to fully focus on the movie but eventually falling into a comfortable rhythm where Jacqueline wouldn’t constantly squeal about how cute the two of you were.

[starcrunched]

hi!! i wanted to request a will sprout x reader where they find a stray cat/dog together and adopt it ^_^

thank u so much, have a lovely day!

Will sprout x reader

Hello anon!thank you so much for the request this was a whole lot of fun writing, and likewise i hope it satisfies your request too! Here’s will sprout your resident sweets enjoyer.

There were very few instances where Will Sprout’s appetite for any sugar glazed sweets fizzled out and he concluded this was one of them, fear pooling quickly in his chest. His usually melted sugar eyes had lost their crinkle and instead were distant, a deep furrow set between his eyebrows as he stared helplessly at his right hand. His lips curled into a thin line when he raised his face to stare around him as if to summon his partner’s silhouette to emerge from one of the large wooden set cafe doors.

“I cant believe i could be this careless in getting distracted,”he murmured to himself as he caught his reflection in his phone. ‘Y/n pick up pick up,’ he willed to his phone and groaned when no one received on the other hand. He had called your phone about 10 times in the past 15 minutes(he counted) and every single time his phone would click off to show his wrung face in the screen. A glimmer of hope struck in his face when he remembered Brad and Oscar were on patrolling the city and he fumbled with his phone to search for their numbers.

Off days days were rare for heroes,much less himself. Amongst patrolling and being dragged by Akira for one more sparing session, he barely had enough time on bone exhausted days to take you out somewhere nice other than the pockets of time he stole to see your smile melt against your features when he brought your favourite sweets and dishes. So when Oscar pulled him aside to tell him he had a day off he had bounded to your door and told you to get dressed hurriedly.

The two of you had been perusing the cafes in the city centre, dazzled by the lights and letting out peals of laughter when the other jumped and grabbed at their partner’s hands to usher them into a shop. The cold had nipped at will’s face and y/n had stopped him near one of the lamp posts,to wrap the scarf will had knitted,around his neck. Will could only watch with adoration and he had rested his hands around y/n’s waist as cold hands folded the scarf this way and that to ensure it was snug. He admitted the flutter in his chest then was more warming than the scarf around his neck.

So where it go wrong?Will had told you to wait outside one of the cafes because he had placed an order for customised cookies of you two that he wanted to surprise you with. He had dashed out to see you gone,leaving Will’s smile to melt from him. The cold had been magical in the way his breath was a huff of still mist and the multi coloured lights strung around the shops but now it seemed foreboding and malicious.

‘Will?Is all well its close to nightfall,’ Oscar’s voice came from the phone Will had pressed to his cheek and Will startled slightly,broken by the trance of remembering your flushed smile when he pressed a gentle kiss to your temple. Will wasted no time recounting to Oscar the details surprised by his own voice that shook slightly and Oscar stayed politely silent,listening with intent and attention. Will finished with a heave of exasperation and a hand raking through his hair,hair soft as spun caramel as he heard you once tell him.

‘I’m scared Oscar the last time i let Akira out of my sight he returned with bruises and with the eclipse not a corner away im not sure-

‘I’m pretty sure i saw Y/n near one of the confectionary shops two streets away from you with a box,’ Oscar cut off politely,his voice gentle. A pause of silence was shared between the two of them during which Will’s chest soared and he clicked off the call,his heels turning this corner and that. The box of cookies was pressed in his hand with urgency and his breath hammered in his chest. It almost felt like possession until he slowed in the street Oscar mentioned.

Found you, he thought when he saw his jacket he had draped over you shoulders as you stood still in the middle of the street craning your head around as if observing . ‘Y/n!!’ He softly called out and saw you turn to him. Your attentive face broke and you gave him a lopsided grin as he jogged to you.

‘How could you disappear so quickly without even telling me where you were did you know how worried i was you promised you,’ his burst faded off when you held forward a cream coloured box the size of both your gloved palms. It’s front had gold satin bow with a W stitched on it in red thread. You gave him a meek bashful smile and lifted the lid of thebox gently to reveal 3 rows of chocolate neatly arranged,all assorted and in the middle were 2 small figurine chocolates,him and you respectfully. Your frosted eyes stared at him and you wore his scarf around your neck. His surprise melted into delight and he let out a soft ‘oh’ before meeting your eyes and wanting to crumble there at the sight of your delighted smile. He dropped his flustered face into your shoulder after taking a few exhausted steps towards you earning laughter from you which only made him even redder.

‘I thought id surprise you with the limited edition ones you were eying a while ago but that wasnt what led me to stray so further from you sunshine,’ you said after he pulled away,using the nickname you had given him which he had a fondness for. You held a finger to your cold lips and he gave you a confused stare before his ears picked up on what you were listening. Unmistakeable whimpering from the din of one of the alleyways,fearful and persistent.

‘You think?’ Will whispered with marvel in his voice. Both of you were a childish image of excitement. Something told Will you had been waiting to take opportunity for a while,only waiting for your boyfriend to materialise.

‘Oh i bet. I just wanted you to be here to see,’ you said grabbing his free hand and leading him to the swarming darkness. Will’s hand curled around yours protectively and he gave it a squeeze when you started clicking your tongue and cooing to lure out what he predicted was a puppy by its cries. He kept his eyes darting around when you pulled out a flash.

‘Oh my goodness’ you squealed and Will lost your hand as you kneeled suddenly only to rise with a bundle in your arms that he could make the outline of in the dark. Will took your phone and pulled both you and the bundle to the light of the streetlights and the dying orange that twilight brought.

He inspected the sight closer now. There nestled in the crook of your arms was undeniably a puppy,its eyes large and wide and its ears drooped. Will gingerly reached out a hand,careful to not scare the already shaking pup,to place a hand on its side. You had leaned into Will, bringing the pup closer between the two of you. The pup’s soft coat of brown was slightly matted and it needed food but Will could already see it had charmed you effectively. And he had to admit, he always wanted a fur ball companion after seeing Buddy tackle Grey at the parks plus it wasnt like he was expecting to leave without announcing it once to take the puppy home.

‘Can we keep it Will,’ you said quietly after a bit. Your expression wasn’t helping matters either,eyes glimmering e/c(eye colour) and it looked like the sky had ripped out a portion of itself to lend you its brilliance and to deny you something was fruitless.

‘Err I would be damned if we don’t. As long as it doesn’t get to steal you away too much from me,’ he chuckled holding his hands out and allowing you to carefully allow the pup to climb in his arms. You had to admit the sight of your boyfriend with his flash of red coloured scarf against the city’s cold bleakness,the newest addition to the two of you and the kiss will dropped on your cheek as he held a pup in one arm and laced a hand with yours, brought a soft smile to your lips. If you could immortalise such a moment in a flurry of sparkle in a small snow globe you would but such wishes were for fairy tales. Therefore, as the two of you made your way down the street to your residence,spirits cheered, you mouthed a silent wish to the night to allow you more moments of such joy in the future. Now with the three of you.

[aaimono]

“ 𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙥𝙪𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙄 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙥. ”

sfw multi-fandom x reader blog !! admin intro . masterlist . rules .

sideblog — replies and follows will come from @rinnelovebot .

march moment — idle chatter unrelated to any requests or anon asks

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march writes — self-explanatory

march party — anything related to events I may hold

march rbs — reblogs

(uncreative, I know … these might change later on !! )

[liviavanrouge]

Lovers

Amara, Eve, Livia, Harmony, Pansy, Savanna, Sarafina, Liana, Sena, Alisa, Alisha: Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand? With every guitar string scar on my hand, I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover!

Alastor, Satan, Jack, Murr, Sebastian, Yuliy, Lucifer, Keith, Cove, Kieran, N: Look in my eyes they still tell you the truth, the girl in my story has always been you, I'd go down with the titanic it's true, for you

Amara, Eve, Livia, Harmony, Pansy, Savanna, Sarafina, Liana, Sena, Alisa, Alisha: Lover!

[dogloveri23]

Hello, Are you still opening request for the story GN? Can I request one?

Love First Sight

Faith Beams X GN Reader!

Faith Beams is my favorite character from Japanese game called HELIOS Rising Heroes. The game is quite underrated, and I really hope people notice this game some day.

Hope you read this and have a thought about it^^

Hey I am still open for requests but I have never played the game. I am familiar with one of the company's other game called ensemble stars. I wanted to play the game and give you what you want but sadly, I cannot read or speak Japanese. Though if I am able to find away around it, I will write your request. Till then, I would like to ask for some patience

[woneuntonzz]

𝐌𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 || p.sh x reader

A story inspired by Pacific Rim

ꜱʏᴘɴᴏꜱɪꜱ: Park Seonghwa was one of the pilots of Dawn Facility's very first attempt at creating a monster killing machine, but with the lost of his co-pilot, he leaves the facility, grieving for thirteen years —after those thirteen years, he decides it's finally time to be the hero he promised his co-pilot he'll be. He's gonna save the world, but not without finding himself a new co-pilot. He finds her right away, and their connection flourished as quick as time.

contains: angst, fluff, cursing, death, grieving, comfort, mentions of blood, combat, extraterrestrials, expanded explanations (got carried away), giant man-powered robots, monsters

word count: 11.8k

[ an: should i make a series out of this? ]

𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭 .ᐟ -ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

20:10:21:56… 57… 58 —the clock ran to count the days till the end of the world. An apocalypse —predicted by art. What people thought could only exist in games and movies, or and books and illustrations, traveled along the gateways of the universe, rising from the Pacific Ocean to wreak havoc on Earth. Named terato, hell in the form of merciless, blood hungry beasts. 

During the early days of the apocalypse, fighting off these monsters came easy, like fighting fire —water was right on the surface and all that needed to be done was right below your feet. Then suddenly it wasn’t. They grew smarter, stronger, and even bigger, swatting all military effort causing all governments to shut down. 

On New Earth, there are no governments. Project: Dawn, what was once disapproved by hypocrites of high power, was initiated. Killing machines about the size of a city protected what was left of Earth. Each of them were engineered to withstand the strength, the claws, the teeth, and the newfound intelligence of these monsters. The people called them Goliaths. Some believed, but some resent, seeing Dawn as a hindrance to Earth’s progression to its next phase —they believed, Earth was bound to end, and God made it that way. But they could never resist the orders of Dawn, because like the government, they were all hypocrites who stand strong behind the walls but are the most vulnerable when faced with the instance of death. Nobody wanted to die, even if it was harder to stay alive than to get crushed or eaten. 

Dawn’s purpose is solidified after the first few battles, Goliaths with crushed arms, decapitated heads, and wires and bolts hanging out of holes clawed by the beasts. The machinery and computers were not enough, and so the proposal for the Pilot Project was passed on to Dawn’s founder. It was approved, under immediate orders. Instead of relying on computers, the revamped Goliath would be operated by the human mind, with a pilot. A recruit was commenced, gathering worthy souls fit for combat. The very first Goliath under the Pilot Project —Helios— was operated by one pilot. The test drive put the test pilot in critical vegetative state. It corrupted his brain. They would consider it a failure until one man. He used to operate in the military. His mind was crushed by his trauma in the war of his past, and the dawn of the apocalypse, but his heart was able to battle the excruciating anguish. That’s what a Goliath does. It connects to the mind of its pilot, grasping every bit of the pilot’s mind, their memories, their life. 

After Helios, there was Lux. The two were the biggest of all Goliaths, and they were the strongest too. The pilots of both would soon suffer brain cancer, killing them both in the long run. The single-pilot system proved to be fatal, even with the strongest soul. The constant connection of the Goliaths to the brain of its pilots turned out to be a toxic relationship. One brain on one Goliath can destroy the mind. And so, more pilots were recruited. And finally, the first double-pilot Goliath was created. Atlas was not as big as Helios, or Lux, but it was a destroyer, equipped with hightech, built-in weaponry. The third generation Goliaths, required younger pilots that are guaranteed to fight at least a century's worth of teratos, so time could be bought for Dawn to find the source.

Atlas’ pilots were the best and the strongest —physically and mentally— of all recruits at the evaluation. Choi San and Park Seonghwa. They were not recruited solely for being dependable in combat, they’re bond was strong as they were hailed from the place, though they wouldn’t meet until Dawn. They shared memories of the same place, and were especially empathetic towards each other. Atlas was the pinnacle of dawn, the first victory. Atlas was the first to kill a terato. Its corpse was brought into Dawn’s laboratories —each laboratory studying all the different segments of the beast. There was the head, the upper half of the body, and then lower half. Each team was divided into two, external studies, and internal. It was no puzzle to figure out that every beast that rose from the pacific were different from one another. There were mammal-like beasts, amphibians, and arachnids. Some even flew. All they had in common were scales. They were classified as a material. It was tough, but not tough enough. But the information was not enough. The beasts kept coming, and nobody knew from where. 

Atlas’ next mission was to paralyze and deliver a beast to Dawn’s facilities. It was never guaranteed to work, but it was an experiment. A very risky experiment. A new beast, taking a form similar to that of a cobra, was their new target. They were undoubtedly successful with their mission. The beast was paralyzed, and transported to Dawn. Dawn’s Goliath operators were having a celebration. And after a few drunk sips, a dazed glance to the ceiling would contort to a face that feared the beast that crawled throughout the Dawn’s premises. The poison did not last long. The night Dawn was almost destroyed, was the night where they realized. They are only growing stronger and they will consume Earth as they please. 

But it was also the night of Choi San’s death. It was the night Seonghwa left Goliath behind. After five years of serving Dawn, he was out of commission. He stayed behind the wall, with the rest of civilization during the revival of Dawn. He watched news coverage of its successful restoration, after two years. He was offered time and time again to return. Dawn ran out of pilots after that night. He rejected all of them, and for years, he worked like every citizen, gathering scraps, cleaning the bottom of the wall, and aiding rescues from outside the wall. He felt like his purpose in this world left him, like San. His family was killed long before Dawn. San was the closest he had to family. They were brothers at heart. It pains him that San had to sacrifice his own life to save the rest of Dawn’s people. Seonghwa could remember saying “Let’s save the world, Lieutenant Choi.” every time before every mission, but Lieutenant Choi died before they could even figure out how to defeat those creatures for good. To Seonghwa, losing Choi San was losing everything he had, and now he had nothing to lose. 

That’s right, I have nothing to lose. —the thought crossed his mind just as a Dawn aircraft landed inside the wall. Seonghwa knew what they came for. Soon he found himself in a secluded area with Dawn’s Chief Commander. 

“It’s been a while” the chief’s voice was authoritative —as always— yet somehow calm. 

“It’s been thirteen years, sir.” Seonghwa faced the chief with utmost respect, a straight back, and his compliance. 

“Park, you know what I’m here for.”

“And I know what awaits me behind those walls, sir.”

“What changed Park? Are the sorrows of the isolated civilization finally catching up to you?” 

Seonghwa could no longer keep his head up, “Sir, for what it’s worth, I really have nothing to lose anymore. I would rather die in battle than of old age isolated from the reality of our world, Sir.”

An amused scoff sounded from the chief’s lips, and he’d subtly nod before responding to him. “It would be beautiful to see them out of this box and live their dreams —the world, wouldn’t it?”

“Yes, sir.” Seonghwa’s eyes had gone back to meet the chief’s, his tone sounding of relief. 

“Well then, better get packed. We’ll be out of these walls within the next thirty minutes.”

“Yes sir!”

There was not much to pack, but he made sure to leave the grief in the walls. He knew that carrying them into a Goliath would affect his co-pilot. He wouldn’t want his suffering to be the weakness of the Goliath. He wouldn’t want to fail again. 

On the flight to Dawn, Seonghwa watched the walls disappear as they went over them. It was like a breath of fresh air, even if it meant there were monsters that roamed the withered surface of the planet. He saw broken buildings, decaying over time, demolished houses, smashed roads, shoreless seas —it was never this bad before he had left Dawn. He figured, this must be the reason why they’re reinforcing walls, and why the clock was set. The world was ending in nine years, fourteen days, five hours, and forty minutes, according to the clock. Seonghwa felt like giving his soul away right at that moment just for the world to flourish with bright colors again. 

“Take a look at that, that terato was venomous, we’re working on transporting it back to the labs. It was taken down by Pluto.” 

“And I assume Pluto is a new arrival Goliath, Sir?” 

“Pluto was stationed in the frontlines six years ago, Park.”

Seonghwa seemed to have forgotten that Dawn’s initiative was to expand, upgrade, and create more to end the war and terminate whoever or whatever started it. 

Seonghwa exhales harshly at the sight of Dawn’s new base. Unlike then, the surface was miniscule, and he knew the rest of it would be underground, guarded with the same metals they used for the Goliaths. Once they’ve landed, Seonghwa was greeted with the sight of numerous gamma ray machines and a shield that was shut off with the lift of a single finger, the chief’s. The shield was back on as soon as they crossed the line that separated the base from the outside, then a woman came to approach the chief. 

“Sir, Doctor Choi had called for your attention at the upper quarter laboratory. She says it’s urgent.” the woman’s voice was stern, and her sharp eyes pierced Seonghwa’s own pair, a cruel attempt to pin him down. 

“Irene, this is Park Seonghwa. He was one of the first pilots of third gen Goliaths —Atlas.” 

Hearing the Goliath’s name, the woman’s eyes widened a tad, breathing in the busy air that flowed throughout Dawn. 

“Park, this is Irene. My daughter, and my secretary.” 

Seonghwa bowed at her, the same way he would with the chief. She would return it to him, the glare on her face completely diminished. 

“Come, Park. I’ll introduce you to the u-q.” 

The chief laid a hand on Seonghwa’s back as he led him down to the laboratory along with the secretary. The elevator was some other kind of technology for within a second, they were already twenty feet underground. He felt no movement at all, as if they teleported. 

When the doors drew open, they were greeted with an empty-looking space, with papers scattered all over tabletops and plastered on cork boards and other areas of the wall. It had a variety of content. Blueprints, x-rays, calculations, news articles, photos, documents —all containing a fragment of teratos. Seonghwa looked over to one of the tables as they ventured in. The words source and terannia stuck to him, reading it off as it was highlighted with red. Looking straight ahead, they stopped at a room being lit by the holographic screens and controls on the air, and a woman operating them. She sat there, and she appeared to be observing a phenomenon of sorts. It was a whirlpool, but painted with purple and red tones rather than the ocean’s colors.

The chief clears his throat then calls, “Doctor Choi.”

The woman stands up at an instant, bowing at a perfect ninety degrees. 

“Chief.” she firmly responds, keeping her head down. 

Once bringing herself up, her gaze fell on Seonghwa, eyes being lured by the foreign presence. 

“Doctor Choi, this is—”

“Park Seonghwa.” she stared at him as she continuously nodded at a slow pace. “My brother’s co-pilot at Atlas.” 

Her words struck Seonghwa’s heart, and he grips on the strap of his bag, tight. 

“Park, this is Choi Y/n. I was thinking you might know her.”

Seonghwa was not able to move a single nerve, eyes still locked with the woman in front of him. “Yes, sir. But only by name.”

The chief averted his eyes from Seonghwa and brought them back to Y/n to ask her, “What am I here for Choi?”

“Oh, that—” with that, she breaks the contact she had with the man who stood next to the chief, moving back to controlling the holograms. She continued to speak as she configured the controls. “So for the past year, we’ve been scanning the pacific ocean for any signs, abnormalities with magnetic fields, current activity, or anything at all that’ll lead to us finding the source.” —after a few more swipes of her hand, an image of what looked like the opening of the whirlpool she was observing earlier was on display— “This, sir, is what I'd like to call, Terannia.” —she moved the image to the side with a swipe, and lifted a model with another— “It’s the terato gateway, and I believe it only opens when a terato is released. Now, sir, remember the terato heart I so desperately begged for?”

“Yes, Choi, I do.”

“Well sir, I’ve actually retrieved a live brain, so I interconnected those two together with the same technology we use for Goliaths and charged it at maximum at the psychreader, and it gave me ancient text —like those once people thought were from aliens, I mean they probably were—”

“Choi.”

“Apologies sir, anyways, I decoded it for three months, and found out that they’re engineering these monsters, designing their genes to be stronger, for their scales to be tougher, for them to develop their skills in combat. Each of those teratos serve as surveillance cameras for whatever creatures there are trying to destroy Earth.”

“So that means they’ve been studying the way Dawn operates?” Seonghwa’s sudden question caused a stagnation in Y/n’s breathing. 

“Y-yes.”

“Is there a way for us to infiltrate their quarters?” this time the chief asked. 

Y/n sighs, her tongue prodding in between her fang tooth and another. “I don’t know that yet, sir.”

“Very well then, call me back when you’ve figured it out.”

“And also sir, I found out that they plan to create a portal that’ll stay open, so, you know, they could destroy the world.” 

Words were exchanged so casually, yet none of them were even remotely close to calm. The fate of the world is in Dawn’s grasp, and they hoped, no matter how heavy it weighed, they could carry it out and stop the forces that sought to dominate this planet. 

Seonghwa’s eyes were on her the entire time, in awe with her knowledge, up until leaving, where they exchanged a gaze of wonder. They wondered about each other. They were both linked to the same person they valued the most in their life when he was still living. And Seonghwa wondered if she’ll be the one to fill the void San had left in his heart. 

Moving away from the laboratories, Seonghwa was brought into the Goliath stations. His whole world stopped seeing those metal giants on display, four of them. His life before the walls stormed his mind. All the battles he shared with his co-pilot, and Atlas. The teratos they fought. The places where their battles occured. Then that tragic midnight. And then the last conversation he had with his co-pilot —his mind rewinds an image of San telling him, “If I die, would you take care of my sister if she’s found?” —Yes, was Seonghwa’s immediate answer. And it was a promise. 

Seonghwa was introduced to an array of new operators that worked closely with the Goliaths. Then he was introduced to the fresh set of Goliaths at the frontlines, on the ready to be launched out of the base at the threat of danger. There was Judas, Dethra, Sayan, and,

“Reaper. That’s your Goliath, Park.” 

Reaper was bigger than Judas, Dethra, and Sayan. Reaper was black all over, and its head where the pilots are to be situated had a faceplate made out of a crystal Seonghwa had never seen before. It shone yellow, but changed to ivory at a different angle. 

“Now, Park, we’ll set you up for a test drive in three days. We’ll have you conduct an evaluation with our cadets, and there you can choose your co-pilot.”

Another co-pilot —Seonghwa said to himself, being brought back to the day he met San. It was a perfect match, two perfect puzzle pieces that complete each other. Seonghwa felt the connection as he sparred with San. Their respect for each other was equal as one, and they tied at that spar. San had the strength, the braun, and Seonghwa had a technique on par with the greatest of the great fighters that ever walked this Earth. 

“Lieutenant Park, Irene will show you to your room. Make yourself at home.” with that, Irene walked forward, 

“Yes, sir.” after Seonghwa bowed, he exchanged a nod with Irene, following her through the busy crowds of workers. 

Arriving at the front door of his room, he bows at Irene for the last time that day as she hands him a keycard. “That keycard is for emergencies only. We use gene scanning for room security.” 

“Gene sca…” Irene walks off, not giving him another second. “Gene scanning? how does that even work?” he mumbled to himself. 

Then suddenly, the room right in front of him opened its door, and peeking out was Choi Y/n who answered his question, “Your gene blueprint is saved in the system once you’ve walked through the gates of Dawn. But it would take a whole day for me to explain everything, so—”

“Y/n —is it okay if I called you that?” 

Y/n suppressed a laugh, “Yeah, it’s my name, Lieutenant Park.”

“Just wanted to be sure, Doctor.” Seonghwa then opened the door, walking in, but not without maintaining eye contact with the other who was still peeking from her door.

As he settled in for the night, he can’t help but wonder how she ended up working for Dawn. San had told him that she had a passion for science, but he never expected her to be a professional in the field —or to lead the whole laboratory itself. She’s the lead proponent of the team, proposing orders for observatory missions to debunk the whole anomaly that is the teratos and its kind as a whole. Nobody really knew what they sought from Earth, but she led everyone on a quest to figure out just why, and what is creating these monsters. 

“I’ll look out for her. I promise.”

The next day was like any other for everyone else, and for Seonghwa, it was a whole new process of adapting. Dawn wasn’t foreign to him, but after thirteen years behind those walls, the unfamiliar faces, the optimized technology, it was almost overwhelming. He hung around the training facility, inspecting the cadets. They were skilled, they had the fighting spirit, but no one in particular really stood out to him. Though, he could see his young self in them, determined to make it to the frontlines. Seonghwa was only twenty years of age when he was commissioned, and San was nineteen, and he was twenty-three when he passed. Seonghwa had just turned twenty-five before that night. And now, here he is thirteen years later, watching young fighters spar, what he used to be before the frontlines. 

“They seem tough, don’t they?” Seonghwa’s posture had become straight and steady, bowing to the deputy chief who had appeared beside him. “Some of them are reckless, driven by pure vengeance.”

“That’s never a good thing, sir.” 

“Indeed. Vengeance —wrath can turn a man into a monster, but a mindless one. What’s the use of all the strength if you’re as easy as a mouse to trap?”

Seonghwa, unsure of what to say, nods his head very subtly, making the other man chuckle. 

“You, Lieutenant Park, have the brains to win any fight. You’re a real fighter, a survivor, a hero. Thirteen years ago was not the pilots’ fault, you know that. It was the defective poison.”

The deputy chief was telling the truth. The problem was never the pilots. As a matter of fact, it was never anyone’s fault. They knew the teratos evolve each time one comes out of the pacific, more powerful than the rest defeated. Seonghwa always thought fairly, and he believed the brains behind that poison were simply not given much to work with but old terato corpses. 

“You should drop the formalities with me, Seonghwa, after all, you’ve lived longer than me, and you have more experience in the frontlines.”

“But, sir, you’re my commander.”

“It’s Yunho from now on. You have my utmost respect, Seonghwa.”

The two would then exchange a bow, then a firm handshake. Together, they watched over the training, pointing out any excellent plays, foul blows, flaws. It even got to a point where the deputy chief would tell his story, and why he was in Dawn. It was mostly because of his father who was closely tied to Dawn’s founder, and was the pilot of Lux. Yunho had a dream of being like his father, he wanted to pilot a Goliath. He was so fascinated by them, until his fascination turned into a passion. He became a lead proponent at the frontlines as a technician who structured the weaponry of Goliaths —that was during the time Seonghwa had gone into the walls. Yunho had only been promoted recently as deputy as he was the next in the line. When his father caught cancer, he was promoted as deputy too. 

After a long conversion, the two would notice that the grunts, thuds, and heavy footsteps had stopped. There was no one but the two of them left in that room. Yunho decided that it was time for the trainees to be introduced to Seonghwa, and maybe, they might see him as a source of inspiration, and drive them to work harder to get chosen as his co-pilot. Yunho took him to the barracks, where all the young trainees are. It was quite the walk, but on the way, they’d stumble upon Y/n who appeared inside the elevator from a higher level. They stepped in, it seemed as though the woman never noticed. 

That was until she uttered, “Where are you two headed?”

Yunho answers her in the same manner, “The barracks. You?”

“The barracks.”

“Is there anything you need from them or?...”

“Not really. I’m going because you’re going.”

They would continue to quietly laugh at each other. It was all so casual that it took Seonghwa by surprise. 

“I’m guessing you’ve met Choi.” Yunho brings his head to his right —to Seonghwa. 

“Yes. I have.” Seonghwa tested the waters by only subtly dropping the formalities. 

“We’re really close friends. We were brought into Dawn at the same time. We worked really closely together back then.” Yunho says. 

Seonghwa looked at Y/n’s reflection through the walls of the elevator, if only the reflection was blurry and distorted, he could see that she was looking at him too. They shared an inclination, subconsciously acting with the means of staying close to each other. They both wanted to hear from each other. Mostly they were curious of who San was in each other’s lives, and partly they both felt at peace in each other’s presence, almost feeling obligated to be together, to protect one another in some way —like San had left them for each other. 

Arriving at the barracks, the young men and women would form two parallel lines, facing each other. 

“Cadets, with me here is Lieutenant Park. He’s one of the first pilots of Atlas, now if you know your world history, you would’ve figured out by now that—” Yunho firmly places two hands on Seonghwa’s shoulders, “This guy is a big deal.”

Seonghwa’s eyes would dilated slightly, and he’d hear a quiet giggle to his left, Doctor Choi, just watching them. 

Yunho continued his disclosure. “And he is currently on a search for a co-pilot. Try-outs are tomorrow kids, and remember, this is a chance for you to finally get out there and contribute to the frontlines, keep the planet safe, or maybe even save the world.” his eyes went over each and every cadet, seeing how their eyes lit up at the opportunity, he wore a subtle smirk, “Till then, have a good night’s sleep and prepare for tomorrow. We’ll leave you now.”

They bow in chorus as the three leave the room. As they walked through the hall, Seonghwa felt a smaller figure press onto his side a bit.

“Jung Yunho loves to pretend to be all tough and intimidating. It gives him an ego boost, but he’s a good guy.” he looked over beside him and saw Y/n’s little grin. And when he looked straight ahead, Yunho had already gone on his own, leaving the two. “So, Lieutenant, are you gonna be busy too?”

They finally face each other, Seonghwa’s head tilted down slightly to meet her eyes. 

Then she spoke again, just a little quieter than before. “Or will you join me in my lab?”

Seonghwa couldn’t help the chuckle from escaping his lips, he hums an approving melody, eyes sneaking a glance on her lips. “Yeah? Why'd you want to take me there?”

“Well…” her hand reached for the single strand of his long hair that went astray and rested against his cheek, and she moved it away, her finger softly brushing against his skin. One small touch had evoked urges he’d never even dared to think about  “Your hair, ever thought of giving it a trim? before you save the world and all.” 

They could feel their own breaths as they laughed, faces only a footstep away from touching. As their zeal calms, Seonghwa offers her his hand, she takes it, pulling him into the elevator and down to her laboratory. He walks in, soon joining her as she sits down on her work table. And that is where he saw it —a photograph of the Choi siblings, San, and a young Y/n. Seonghwa could still remember, every time before going into a mission, San would unfold a copy of the same photograph he kept in his pants pockets, and in his battle suit. He remembers San telling him “I’ll save the world for my sister, I do hope they’re in the walls, so we can still be together. Soon.” when San’s death was still a fresh memory, thinking about that very moment made him cry. San only had one wish in this world —besides saving it— and it was for her sister to work within the fields of science, achieve her dreams, and be happy. Seonghwa distinctly remembers San’s protectiveness, for even if his sister wasn’t around, he’d talk about beating a boy up for making her sister cry. And now that not-so-little girl was with Seonghwa. 

“Seonghwa?” he was awakened from his thoughts hearing Y/n’s mellow voice. 

“Y/n.”

“My brother, I miss him all the time too. I know you do.” her hands, with nothing else to meddle with, would reach for the photographs, her fingers running over the image of her late brother.

“He always talked about you, you know.” he moves his lonely hand close to hers, their backs touching. “If only he could see the wonderful woman you’ve grown to be.” 

Soon their hands found home in each other, feeling at ease once they felt the warmth.

“What’d he tell you?” her voice turned small.

“Everything. How you loved your family cat more than him, your dream of being a scientist, your favorite food, he wouldn’t stop talking about you.” his thumb drew circles on her skin. “And he really wanted to see you.”

Y/n looked at their entwined hands, and she’d see a huge scar that went from the upper half of the back of his hand, to the end of his forearm. “I was rescued, but, by a subsidiary of Dawn. I was held in that facility, and raised by a Theoretical Physicist. Traveling from there to Dawn’s h-q was tough back then, so,” she traced the scar with a gentle finger, “I never got to see my brother for the last time.” 

Seonghwa could see the tears swelling in her eyes, the reflection of the hologram screens making her eyes shine blue. He brought her hand back in his, bringing himself closer to her until their knees touched. He leans in, bringing his face close to hers. He looks right into her soul, watching a teardrop pop and escape from the corner of her eye. He catches it with his thumb, with the same hand he cupped one side of her face as the other held her hand. He traced every line on her face with his eyes, until he reached her lips. “You have such pretty eyes. So lovely.” 

Her giggles were like music to his ears. “My eyes are up here, Lieutenant.”

“I know. I always see them.”

That night, they headed back to their rooms, but would be distant from each other. As if they weren’t all up in each other, losing track of time. The others that were settled next to their rooms could still hear the clanking of the metal as they opened and closed their doors. Even if it was a little shorter, their sleep was a lot more pleasant than everyone else’s. 

Tomorrow was a big day for the cadets. They woke up hours before the sun shone, preparing for the evaluation process. Seonghwa himself will spar with each trainee, so he made sure to prepare himself as well, just enough so he could kindle his adrenaline. Making his way into the training facility, everyone went silent, his presence adding to the weight of the atmosphere. With a few more ticks of the clock, the cadets were all lined up to spar with Seonghwa who stood tall amid the practice ring.

The first cadet who approached, carried himself with a small stature. But to everyone’s surprise, the boy turns himself, swiftly moving down to the floor, the back of his feet kicking Seonghwa off the floor. Unfortunately for that trainee, Seonghwa reacts quickly, flipping himself backwards, his hands touching the cold, chalked floor. He lands on both feet, keeping his eyes on his opponent who strikes him as soon as he lands. He catches the boy’s fist, pulling it past his head, catching the boy’s body with knee. And with that, he wins the first spar, like he’s playing a video game. And this game progressed with every level, but it would only get tiring for Seonghwa, in lieu of finding it difficult. He felt no connection with any of them, even if the last one caught him off guard and almost beat him for that reason, it has seemed as though that trainee resented him for winning that spar. The session was concluded with no success. The chief watched the entire session, Yunho was there too, and Y/n. They knew what the problem was. Seonghwa, for a while, felt like he was being difficult, but he was assured that finding his other half to pilot Reaper was no easy task. A strong connection is crucial for a Goliath to be fully functional and face no difficulties. Seonghwa failed to to feel that connection with any of those he sparred with —the first time he sparred with his old co-pilot, no matter how long they went on to spar, no one would win and they would just laugh about it, and they could read each other like books. 

Seonghwa would stay in that room, and he just sat on the half-steps, leaning back and propping himself up with his elbows touching a higher level of the floor. He stares on the practice ring floor, thinking deeply about what he’ll do to find a partner before an emergency strikes —he didn’t have to worry about the test drive, all they had to ensure was that Seonghwa was still in condition to pilot a Goliath. For even if he could defeat a hundred men in a spar, he might collapse once he’s had his brain interconnected with the Goliath’s system. He sighs heavily, but then would inhale sharply when he felt a firm object poking on the small of his back. He looked up behind him, and saw Y/n holding a sparring stick. 

“Why are you still here Doctor?” he asked calmly.

He watches her figure move and sits next to him, then she holds a stick producing a sound that echoed throughout the room as she set it down in between them. 

“You okay?” 

Seonghwa had no trouble meeting her eyes again, and he’d pick up the stick, toying with it a little before he replied, “Yunho was right. They could be violent, but lack technique, and control. What's a fighter with all that strength and no brain?” 

Y/n nods, she saw it with her own eyes earlier during the session, how lacking the trainees were when it came to counterattacks. “Well, they’re young, and they grew up with the apocalypse. As children it had been in their minds —to get rid of those heartless monsters. Their trauma from childhood sparks unspeakable rage, unlike us who were already living adulthood when the apocalypse struck.”

“Wasn’t it your highschool graduation?”

“Was?”

“When you got separated from your family.”

“Oh, yeah. I was supposed to take neuroscience. I did end up studying it though, it’s just that, I have no diploma. Kind of surprising that the chief trusted me and hired me, and promoted me as lead proponent. I don’t have credentials to prove my intellect.”

“Which is exactly what makes you so outstanding. You’re amazing, and you’ve figured out what the enemy's plan is. And soon you’d give us direction on how to end this apocalypse.” 

Seonghwa was caught off guard —for the second time that day— as Y/n’s hand grabbed one end of the stick, holding it firmly in place.

“Y/n?”

She maneuvers the stick, spinning as she brings herself up, putting her weight on the stick and forcing it into Seonghwa’s chest horizontally. Just before the stick could touch his chest however, he’d bring both his hands to hold onto the stick to resist the force.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, Doctor.” Seonghwa utters with a heavy breath. 

Y/n laughs, “Save the one liners, Lieutenant, it seems that you’re struggling right now.”

Seonghwa pulled his body up, finally finding room to move. He stands up, attempting to kick her feet off the floor, but she jumps over the swipe of his leg. That bought him time to turn around and move behind her, bringing the other end of the stick to her neck from behind and keeping her arms locked. “That’s one to one Doctor.” 

The scientist sighs, jumping off the ground, a foot landing on Seonghwa’s thigh. She swiftly turns herself around to face him, her other leg lifting up in the air backwards as she lounges herself into him, pinning him down, his chest making contact with the floor. Her legs restricted him from moving his own, he could feel her weight on the back of his thighs, and on his upper back being pinned down with the stick that also locked both his hands in place. 

“Lieutenant? you okay down there?”

He chuckled, with much apparent challenge. “Tell me, Doctor, how does one get out of this situation?”

Once he felt her head at close distance to his, he forced his head back, striking her right on her forehead. She winces, and he takes the opportunity to reverse their positions, but the stick would be displaced somewhere in the room, and they’d be facing each other, with Seonghwa on top of the other. He had both her wrists pinned on the ground, but his grasp was loose. They stayed there for a while, diving deep into each other’s gaze. 

“I didn’t know you could fight.” she could feel the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered to her.

“I never really got trained before Dawn. You know how it is. They train as many people as possible just in case they run out of pilots.” 

“Then, can you be my co-pilot?” Y/n sat up as soon as he started to speak. 

“I don’t think the chief would allow that.” Seonghwa settles himself next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“He will, trust me.”

Trust was something he could give so easily, and he hoped he had given him her trust. He’s only been around for three nights, and the bond was undeniable. They talk and touch like they’ve known each other since they’ve taken their first breath. Seonghwa’s image of her is an oasis. He’s never felt so lost and so alone behind those walls. Finding her is finding his true purpose in life. 

Before all lights were out and the sun fell, Seonghwa took strides to the chief’s office. He started writing out in his mind, everything he should and should not say, and what could save him in case the chief felt like being stubborn. He planned on stopping in front of the door to prepare himself for the chief, but the door opened immediately as soon as he got there. 

“Park. Do I owe you anything?”

“Oh, no, sir.” he clears his throat, stepping in and presenting his whole self to the chief. “I’ve found my co-pilot.”

The chief's brows perked up, “Is that so? I thought none of our trainees stuck well with you.”

“It’s Choi Y/n, sir.”

The chief’s smirk fades as he shakes his head. “Park, Doctor Choi is a key proponent of our research team —she leads a team of her own.”

“Sir—”

“I’d let her pilot if the situation calls for it. We are in no need of any extras, what we need is a co-pilot that’s as competent as you are.”

“Sir, Y/n is not incompetent. She defeated me in a spar. Our spar ran with great rhythm. Sir, getting into this, I never thought I’d ever find my match, there’s no other San in this world. But Y/n? We’ve been a match since I got here.” 

The chief leans back on his chair, then he motions to Irene. She stood up from her desk, stepping towards Seonghwa. “Leave.”

He almost laughed from what he heard. “Are you serious?”

“Park, respect. Never forget.”

“Sir, I respect you and you’re work, but if you wish for me to be the best pilot I could be in combat, give me the partner that I know—”

“Out of my office. Now.”  the chief’s voice filled the room.

It was the most deafening sound Seonghwa has ever heard. He was just thankful Y/n was not around to hear. It was painful, even for him, for the chief to belittle her like that, even if it was indirectly. He left that room with heavy steps. Once he heard the door shut from behind, he kept walking. He wasn’t completely conscious of where his feet were taking him. The next thing he knew, he stood in front of Reaper, his designated Goliath. Reaper was nothing like Atlas —Atlas had the appearance of a God that could move oceans and imprison demons with one sway of an arm— Reaper appeared to be a merciless assassin, dressed with the darkness of night, with eyes that pierce through one’s soul to seize it. 

His thoughts ran with every second that passed, even then, he was still able to feel the presence of the man who had just followed him into the Goliath stations. 

“What’s on your mind Seonghwa? haven’t found your partner yet?” the baritone voiced man asks. 

“I have. But the chief won’t let her.” 

“Oh, they’re a she? I mean, nothing new with that, but I didn’t expect you to be such a good flirt.” 

“Very funny, Mingi.”

The two met when Seonghwa landed at Dawn. Mingi is the pilot of Goliath Judas —his co-pilot is his father. Truthfully, he and his father don’t make very harmonized decisions, but they can work naturally when peril strikes. Mingi is teased around by the other pilots, being referred to as “Lieutenant Daddy Issues”. Well he, of course, hated the nickname. It was a blatant insult to him as a son. It made him feel as if he wasn't doing enough for his father, the reason why they’d always quarrel. He felt as if his father would rather have anyone else as his son than him. 

“So,” Mingi’s hand settles on Seonghwa’s shoulder. “Who’s the lucky girl?”

Seonghwa chuckled, his head hanging low as he replied, “Doctor Choi.”

“Oh? Oh, I get it now.” Mingi nodded, very slowly as he took a minute for himself to think. “Did you and San have some sort of pact?”

Seonghwa’s brows furrowed, while still laughing. “Well, not really a pact. I made a promise.”

Mingi just nods along to his words. Almost everyone knew who Seonghwa was, and his history working at Dawn as a pilot. Many found his work admirable, while others questioned why he’d leave —going as far as saying that he could’ve ended up as Dawn’s chief if he stayed. Ranks never mattered to Seonghwa. What’s important to him is playing a role in preserving the planet, hopeful for future generations that’ll lead Earth in the long run. The vision is still a blur, but now that he’s returned, he’s determined. 

“You said the chief didn’t want Y/n to co-pilot?”

“Yeah, that’s what I said.”

Mingi’s foot became restless, tapping on the cold concrete floor. “Well, I don’t get that at all. Y/n had piloted a Goliath, I mean yeah, it was an emergency and we were all out of recruits, but Y/n did great out there you know.”

Seonghwa’s eyes widened at what he heard. There was very little lighting for such a small room, and his eyes were able to reflect all of them. 

“Y/n co-piloted for Wooyoung twice —Sayan was the Goliath. Then Wooyoung’s current co-pilot got recruited from the walls. Jongho, he used to work construction. The two always play-fights but they’re basically brothers at this point.” Mingi stares at the Goliath Sayan for a while, and the memory of Wooyoung and Jongho’s first mission together playing in his head as he eyed the Goliath, “Anyways, the cadets aren’t ready to pilot. Their oldest has only been here for six months. Six months is a long period of time, but it’s not enough, clearly. If the chief forces you to take one of them, you might blow-up the entire h-q during the test-drive.”

Seonghwa couldn’t help but chortle a bit. 

“Bet that wouldn’t happen with Y/n, now would it?”

“Of course it wouldn’t.”

“That’s the spirit.” Mingi sighs as if he’s the one being burdened by the chief’s undying rigor. “Let’s just pray that he'll have a change of heart.”

“Amen.”

Seonghwa took his time to get back to his room, he still hoped that the chief would consider his request. He was eager to prove to the chief just how incredible he’d be with Y/n. He had no room to care if he’s sounding somewhat pathetic, and certainly none to hope that someone will replace her —no matter how qualified they were. No one can. He’s affirmed to himself, it has to be her. It’s the work of fate, Seonghwa never thought he’d ever meet her, yet there she was. She showed up at a time where he’s willing to give himself away under any circumstances that called for it. Now, with her, he is set to keeping himself alive for as long as the gods would allow, just so he could keep an eye on her —to be with her.

His eyes were glued to the floor, then he’d hear a loud clunk, and a faint voice that called, “Y/n.”. He shot his head up, only to be met with the chief who rushed to the elevator, looking straight ahead without giving him even just a smidge of acknowledgement. Another clunk sounded —the sound of a door being locked— and it came from the room in front of his, Y/n’s. He wanted to knock on her door, to ask her why the chief was there and why she’s applying so much force to closing her door. He’d find himself standing in front of her door, his fist hovering close to her door. Suddenly, the door opens again, just slightly. She peeks out, eyes landing on his own immediately. She goes back in for a second before opening the door a little wider. 

“Y/n.” Seonghwa called for her, gently and quietly. 

“Seonghwa, you really didn’t have to push it. If the chief won’t allow it, we really have no choice.” her tone, her eyes —her whole face reflected despondency. “Trust me, Hwa, I really want to pilot with you. But I just can’t.”

His gaze leaves her figure and lands on the floor. “I’m sorry Y/n.” then another clank hit his ears, it was as loud as earlier, but it stung his heart. 

Y/n stood behind that door, looking at him through the peephole. He stays there for a while, taking a glance up her door, like he knew she was still there watching him. He leaves and walks over to his own room, just right across from hers. He moves himself with so much exhaustion —disappointment. She pushed herself away from the door, allowing her body to fall onto the mattress of her bed. She closed her eyes, but there was no dream that awaited her. She’d be back in that nightmare. Terannia, the end of Dawn, the end of all life and Earth. These nightmares no longer felt like mere nightmares. They felt real, like visions of the future. She was afraid that maybe it’s the future that will loom if she’s chosen to fight for the frontlines. But Seonghwa chose her, and if she were to be true to herself, she’d fight to be his co-pilot because she chooses him too. He had nothing to be sorry for. She felt it too, a connection sparked between the two of them. At first, she would only admit to being interested in him, but after being left alone with him, she’d see the eventual truth. 

She could no longer keep her eyes open, so she’d let her eyelids fall, drifting to sleep and back to those nightmares. 

Seonghwa woke up before everyone else, cleaning himself up before quickly heading to the Goliath stations. There were not many people but mechanics, technicians, and engineers, conducting wellness checks for each Goliath. They were almost done, Seonghwa could tell that they'd been there all night judging from their yawns and sunken eyes. Seonghwa was firstly greeted by Dethra’s pilots, Lieutenant Kang Yeosang and his co-pilot —his older sister— Kang Seulgi. Soon he was urged to have breakfast by Reaper’s senior mechanic; Hongjoong. It wasn’t easy to refuse because a minute later, he was feasting on a plate of stacked pancakes and chicken, and an extra cup of coffee that Jongho didn’t like for being “too sweet”. Soon, Seonghwa was dressed in his battle suit. Its color matched Reaper. All black, with a few hints of silver. 

The other pilots watched as Seonghwa walked to the tall metal structure with a lift to Reaper’s back and to the hatch where he’ll make his entry. He’d receive nothing but encouragement from them, right from day one, so no matter who his co-pilot would be, all he’d have to worry about is to execute the mission without fail. He didn’t know who would follow him into the cockpit. He could only hope it was someone he’s been introduced to before, someone he wouldn’t argue with. As the lift went up he saw the other pilots going up to the control room. Seonghwa took a deep breath of the metal that enclosed the lift. Once he’s reached the entryway, he glanced below him, trying to catch a chance to take a glimpse of his co-pilot. It was no use, of course, as he was about three thousand feet above the ground. Entering a Goliath for the first time in thirteen years brought him back to his very first test-drive with Atlas, with San. They stepped into the lift together, entered Atlas together, excitement and ambition surged through their nerves. But now, Seonghwa boards alone, well, that is until the second pilot pod is occupied. The test drive cannot be conducted without his co-pilot, and he knew someone was coming. Might be temporary, might be permanent, but he knew he had time to find someone he’d truly be compatible with before an actual mission or emergency. For now, he’d just have to settle with whoever the chief had assigned to pilot with him. 

He connects his battle suit to the junction that connects his body to Reaper, securing himself. Reaper was activated, and Seonghwa’s battle suit would emit yellow light all over, streaks all around his body and his face plate finally appearing in the form of a hologram. It formed a thin outline below his chest, the sides of his arms, torso, and legs. But he just couldn’t connect to the neurolink just yet. He needed his co-pilot. Just as he was about to speak to the telecom, he heard the hatch open. 

With a sigh, he watches from the corner of his eye as his co-pilot gets settled in. “We can switch places if you want. I didn’t know which side you’d want to take. The chief didn’t tell me anything about you.”

“I don’t think the chief would need to do that. And don’t worry about sides, I'm ambidextrous —besides this is only a test drive.”

A woman, a voice he’s familiar with, yet sounds so different, almost despotic. He looks over at her. “Doctor Choi?”

“It’s Lieutenant Choi when we’re in Reaper.”

“Lieutenant—”

“Pilots, please get ready and connect to the neurolink.” the chief speaks through the telecom. 

Seonghwa grabs onto the headgear, setting his gaze to his co-pilot. 

“Ready when you are, Park.”

“Let’s do this Choi. Ready.” they lower the gear to their heads at a gradual pace until it snaps into place. 

Once it does, it pricks their brains a little. For a moment, memories of their lives play in each other’s heads, then memories of each other they’ve shared just recently. For mere seconds, Seonghwa would get transported back to a memory, the first test drive with Atlas. Y/n could see it too. Then a vision of thirteen years ago. That one tragic night. Before anything could come into play however, Seonghwa shook himself awake, choking back tears. He saw it all over again and it made him feel as if that incident was a fresh occurrence. He could almost hear San yelling his name, telling him to go and save himself. He could still see San locking himself in the facility with that monster, just to save everyone else. 

“Seonghwa, you can get over this, you’re strong. Please fight it.”

It was painful for Y/n too, because she could see Seonghwa’s episode —she’s brought into it. At that moment, their minds were one and the same and would be the brain of their Goliath, Reaper. Seonghwa was still lost in his memory. Y/n could feel her heart sink, seeing her brother through Seonghwa. Nonetheless, she powers through. Finding herself in Seonghwa’s memory where he stood amidst the chaos in the facility. It was all just a memory, a vision, a hallucination, but she could feel every emotion that came rushing to him as he watched San enclose himself with the beast. Y/n knew she had to be strong for him, he was the witness to the very memory she walked on. She couldn’t even begin to imagine just how painful the actual moment was for him. Hearing the chief’s calling, she took fretful steps towards him, she brought her hands up to his face, holding it and fishing for his tear-drowned eyes. 

“Seonghwa, please get us out of here.” she breaks into a sob, thinking about her brother. “I love you, Hwa.”

Back in the control room, everyone just watched and listened in silence. They could hear everything through the telecoms, and they could see the instability of Seonghwa’s neurofeedback. 

“Did she just say I love you?” “So are they together? Seonghwa had only been here for three days.” —their fellow pilots questioned as they continued to listen in. 

The chief trusts Seonghwa and he finds himself sighing his stresses away when Seonghwa snaps out of his episode. “I’m sorry.” they hear Seonghwa’s voice utter through the telecom, but they knew it wasn’t for any of them in the control room. 

Y/n’s eyes never leave him as he takes a moment to breathe. “No need to be sorry, Hwa. I’ll always be here.”

After a count of seven minutes, the neurolink clears up, indicating that Seonghwa had managed to calm himself down. 

“Both pods are stable. Please check the control panel.”

Seonghwa takes the lead, moving his hands to activate the controls. A hologram displays their vitals. He subtly shakes his head at the large spikes of his pulse and his unstable brain activity just minutes ago. 

“We’re all clear.” Seonghwa spoke. 

The test drive was successful for the most part. If Seonghwa was unable to control himself, he might end up unconsciously activating the weaponry and shooting straight into the control room. Once they’ve disconnected to the neurolink and the system was deactivated, Y/n walks over to him, wrapping her arms around his body. 

“You’re gonna be okay, right?”

Seonghwa could feel a stinging in his chest, hearing the slight crack in her voice. He removes her helmet, his hand runs over her hair, then he brings her close to his chest gently with his hand at the back of her head.

“Of course I am. Especially when you’re with me.”

They went down the lift together, hands linked and all. The other pilots were already down to felicitate them with the success of their test drive. Some of them had talked about the possibilities that lie within the lines of Seonghwa’s past. If anything, they expected something like that to happen during their test drive. Even if that event was thirteen years ago, it was the root of Seonghwa’s anguish. He didn’t recover from it over the period of those thirteen years, isolating himself only trapped him in that memory. But now that he’s back, and he’s got someone to hold his heart, someone that’ll help him find the pieces of himself he’s lost in the past, and put them back together. 

That day, the chief realized just how important Y/n is to Seonghwa. The connection was nothing but real, and it was powerful. If the chief chose to send someone else in, Dawn might’ve faced a serious accident that’ll damage the system, and Seonghwa would be back in the walls. Y/n was Seonghwa’s key to healing his trauma. The chief believed that no one would be able to sedate him, no one but her. The chief spent his whole night thinking about it. He knew that it wouldn’t be easy for Seonghwa after thirteen years of being out of commission considering the loss he suffered for it. He thought about the link Y/n and Seonghwa shared, Choi San. Seonghwa knew about Y/n because San always had stories about her, and Y/n knew Seonghwa through the stories of others, and through the chief himself. Seonghwa was the man her brother trusted the most, the man he treated like his own brother, the man he gave his life for. When Y/n heard that Seonghwa was being retrieved from the walls, she started thinking of all the questions she wanted to ask, she wanted to know if her brother was still the happy, loving, and emotional boy she grew up with. It only made sense for Y/n and Seonghwa to share this powerful link. 

Later that night, sounds of metal clanking would be heard at the halls of the dignitary rooms. Lieutenant Park and his co-pilot had gone to rest, but they would both be going through one door. Seonghwa’s back rested on the headboard of his bed, and his hands held Y/n’s waist. She straddled his hips, laying her weight on his thighs. He had his face buried at the side of her neck, planting soft kisses, making her giggle.

She pulls on his hair, very gently, as a means to move him away from her neck. “Hwa, we really should go to sleep.”

He lifts his head up, allowing himself to melt into her gaze. He pulls her closer by her waist, pressing his lips onto hers. 

“I wonder what my brother would say, seeing me on top of you like this.” she had his locks wrapped around her fingers.

“We’re not up to any trouble, are we?” he says as he pulls her in even more, their chests pressing into each other. 

“Sure, Lieutenant Park.” 

The two fell asleep in each other’s arms, holding each other in place so closely, like a soft blow of the wind could take either of them away form each other. Their soft snores and groans would become a lullabye to them, sleeping soundly against each other’s bodies. 

They would remain close to each other, at most times, Seonghwa would be in the training facility, leading the sessions. The cadets would see him as a role model, knowing his history as being one of the first pilots that didn’t die from brain cancer. They admired his wits when it came to combat. “Fighting is not just about strength.” —he’d remind them every time. The teratos continue to develop to a significant level of intelligence throughout the years, and the only way to beat them is to outsmart them. And there are no specifics when it comes to acumen in battle, it’s no secret that one has to have experienced numerous battles to devise a counterattack with very little time. But Seonghwa would tell them, a kid that can fight can beat a warrior that won five hundred wars. Experience does not equal greatness, at least not in all cases. It depends on the fighter. What one must possess is determination, speed, and critical thinking. “If all options lead to a sacrifice, always choose the one that will harm you the most. And never do it for the sake of your ego and having your name written all over the news, do it because it is your duty and obligation. Remember, we save millions of lives, not one, not our own, not just our friends, not just our families.”

Y/n would join training from time to time, but she’s often busy studying the excessive seismic waves that travel consistently throughout the pacific. Its focus is Terannia. The entities open their portal at one spot, and they could only keep it open to release a few teratos at a time. These beasts seem to have an objective of their own now. One had been spotted in Taiwan, and was headed to a Dawn subsidiary. That’s why Goliath Sayan was off to Taiwan that day. Then another one approaching the north, to the main headquarters. But then there was one more in the south, then one off to Australia. The monsters were keeping each Goliath to themselves. They were able to keep count of just how many Goliaths there were that’s being actively operated. 

Reaper would be the one to take on the monster approaching the headquarters. According to the radar team, that terato is the most challenging of the bunch, and according to Hongjoong, Reaper is the Goliath for the job. And so, Lieutenant Park and Lieutenant Choi were up for their first mission. The whole headquarters was busy preparing all four Goliaths, Sayan and Judas already being flown to their designated battles. Dethra was off as well, and all that’s left is Reaper. Its pilots are already settled in, waiting for the ships to fly them to the north to converge with the beast. 

“You ready Lieutenant?” Seonghwa asks his co-pilot before their Goliath was dropped on the ocean. 

“Only if you are, Lieutenant.” 

Once being dropped, the monster rose from under the water. It was a quick paced combat, thankfully, their cognition was at its best condition. The monster was reckless, using its tail to attempt crushing the Goliath. There was some evident damage, but Reaper was able to power through, grabbing the end of its tail, and the other arm would eject a sword that pierced through the monster’s jaw. Reaper threw the beast off of its body, laying it on the ground. The monster manages to kick Reaper off the ocean ground. The pilots winced in chorus, but they got up regardless of the pain and finishes of the terato at once.

“Sayan is in critical condition. North team, head to Taiwan, now!”

It was a busy thirty-six hours for Dawn. They almost lost Sayan, and Judas. Judas was not able to receive back-up, fortunately, Mingi woke up from passing out because of the toxic gas being emitted by the terato, Judas’ faceplate was broken, which was why the gas got in. The downside was, Mingi’s dad is currently fighting for his life at the infirmary. Wooyoung and Jongho were severely injured. Jongho was still able to speak and sit up, but Wooyoung was completely out, unable to utter anything but a groan. 

Y/n and Seonghwa suffered minor injuries —alike Dethra’s pilots. All they needed was a few painkillers and bandages, their muscles were completely fine. Reaper’s pilots felt the same lingering pain around their torso from when the terato had tried to crush them with its tail.

“It hurts like shit. But we’re heroes. Heroes don’t surrender to pain!” Seonghwa laughs at Y/n’s exclamation, wrapping an arm around her waist as they walk to the cafeteria.

“It’ll go away after…” Seonghwa hisses, shaking his head once before he adds, “After three days or so, or maybe a week.” he whispers the last part, yet she was still able to hear. 

“A week?”

“I was only joking sweetheart. I can make it go away if you’d like that.”

“Yeah? and how would you be able to do that?”

“How about you leave your door unlocked tonight sweetheart? sounds good?”

He chuckles and holds her closer to him when she hums an affirmation. Later that night, he did just that. He lays on his side, just slightly, allowing Y/n to lay herself on him as he massages her waist with his hands. 

“How about you? doesn’t it hurt for you?” Seonghwa’s heart flutters at the heat of Y/n’s breath as she whispers to him.

“It does, but it doesn’t really bother me.”

“Really?” she looked up at him, and he could see his own reflection in her eyes, even with the very little amount of light. 

He stares at her with awe, moving one hand to her jaw as he places a kiss on her forehead. “Don’t worry about me sweetheart.”

Slumber dawned on them, and they’d be in deep sleep despite their sore muscles and aching torsos. They’d stay in that position, and the next morning they’d get caught leaving Y/n’s room by Yeosang who swore he “didn’t see anything”. They just laughed it out. Everyone in the headquarters by then should’ve already figured out that they “have something going on”, so both of them had no problem displaying their care and affection towards each other even with people around. It was no question why they work so well together in combat. 

While the terato attacks have minimized, Y/n made herself busy in her lab. She had acquired another live terato brain. She figured, if she connected her consciousness with it, she’d be able to look into their world and what it is they have in store for Earth. She devises a plan, but she had to be extra safe. So she takes Seonghwa with her to her psychreader. She plans to connect the monster’s brain to her own. She knew it would be risky and might cause neurological injury to her —immensely affecting her stability as a pilot. But she had to. She needed to see into the mind of a terato. She’s convinced there’s more to a terato’s mind besides violence and bloodthirst. 

“Are you sure it’s safe?” Seonghwa’s eyes were furrowed, expressing his worries with his face and his intonation. 

“We’re about to find out.”

“Y/n.”

“Hwa, unplug it if you think I’m dying, okay?”

“Y/n, maybe you should consult with the others before you do this.”

She stops for a while, taking some time to think about what Seonghwa had just said. “Yeah, maybe I should. But we don’t have much time. Please understand, Hwa.”

Seonghwa’s expression softens, sighing to himself. “I don’t understand Y/n, but I'll support you no matter what.”

 Y/n nods once, setting up the equipment. She settles herself next to the psychreader machine, breathing in heavily as she turns up the power and holds the headgear —that she created a few moments prior— above her head, “Ready.” she wears the gear, and signals Seonghwa to press the start button. The currents struck her nerves almost immediately, but she closed her eyes and clenched her teeth. For a second, there was only complete darkness, then a bright flash of light. The visions started to surge into her sentience. She saw a world that was red and violet, with thunders and growls of monsters and creatures beyond the imagination of the human mind. She sees a civilization, a whole species of extraterrestrials. Then a planet somewhere far from the solar system. She saw portals, and texts in a language unknown to Earth, then an image of Earth being swallowed by the dark—

“Y/n! Wake up, please!” she breathes in and out heavily. She had traveled into the mind of their enemy, into their home planet. It was a sight for horrors, but it is vital information for Dawn. 

With her fingers, she feels for the blood that came out of her nose. Seonghwa would come rushing to replace her fingers with a washcloth, making sure the blood doesn’t get anywhere else. He looked into her eyes and couldn’t believe what he was seeing. 

“Y/n, your eyes…”

“Hwa, I know what they want, they—” she gulps, panting a bit more before she requests, “Can I get some water?”

She receives it just a minute later, “You can rest for a while sweetheart, it can wait.”

“Yes, but—” she downs the glass of water within a minute, some liquid getting onto her shirt, forming a small, wet patch just above her chest. “I have to tell you.”

She stands up, stumbling a bit as she goes to her corkboard where she had tied the evidence together, without much of a conclusion for it all. But now, she finally figured it out.

“Terannia is a planet beyond our solar system. They want ours to feed on the life it has to offer. They —they…” she breathed out heavily, propping herself up with both hands as she tried to get rid of the headache that came battering on her. 

“Y/n, can you at least sit down?” Seonghwa says as he turns her around, bringing a hand to her face and gently grazing his thumb over her cheek.

She nods, letting him take her to the sofa. 

“Continue, doctor.”

Y/n closed her eyes, then continued, “They want to take Earth’s place in the solar system so they can foster life. They want to build a paradise and they’re willing to kill off an entire planet to make it come true. They plan on keeping the portal open to let out every single terato they have so that they could consume Earth and its whole. Their planet is being run by some alien species, the teratos are their warriors, kind of like pets in some way. And the brain we acquire from the ones we’ve killed? it’s only their secondary brain. They share one core brain back on their home planet and through the core brain they can access every memory, every battle the secondary brains were subjected to, and that’s how they’re able to upgrade the teratos every time.”

Seonghwa moves himself closer to her after seeing the tremors of her hands. He grabs both hands with his own pair, easing the tremors away with his touch. “Is there a way for us to get into that portal?”

“Yes, but, there are teratos guiding the portal here on Earth and back on their planet. Even if we get past their guards in the Pacific, we might get crushed the moment we pass through that portal.”

“Then, how do you suggest we stop those monsters for good?”

Y/n stares into his eyes for a while before her eyes shifted somewhere on the floor. Using everything she was able to pick up from interconnecting her own brain with the terato’s, she was able to formulate a rough plan. 

“Well, I know you’re thinking about infiltrating them before they do that to us —that would be the best move for us to make, get in, drop a nuclear bomb and get out, but we’d have to be extra careful. If there’s five of us, some could focus on killing off the guards roaming the pacific while one or two get into the portal. Whatever awaits on the other side, we’d have to be prepared for a large strike, remember they share a core brain, which means they would know when we’re going through that portal.”

“Unless, we kill those guards and mush their brains up.”

“I…” Y/n was flabbergasted, hearing such words from such a sweet man, “...think that would work, yes.”

“Then let’s call for the chief, right now.”

“Wait, wait. What if he thinks I’m being ridiculous?” 

Seonghwa held her face in his hands. “He won’t think that, trust me sweetheart. I’m your witness, I’ll back you up. Trust me.”

She brings her hand up to her face and places it on top of his hand, “I trust you, Hwa.”

He places a kiss on her forehead, then on her lips. He guides her to stand up, getting lost in each other’s gaze. 

“Then let’s save the world, Lieutenant Choi.”

a/n: this was why i haven't updated my woosan smau :D

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Hello!! You don’t know my excitement when I saw you wrote for Helios too! (This fandom needs more people) that being sad, may I request faith beams and Dino albani x gn! Reader relationship hcs?(can they pls have cuddling in it too..i feel like they would give the best hugs ahh)

YESYESYES FINALLY!!!!! A HELIOSR REQUEST ILYSM!!!! I seriously I haven’t found ONE fanfic with x reader in this fandom (if you have send me the link anon I need it) and such a cute request too 🤧 and you have such good taste I love them both so much so this will be so much fun fjkufnenwpljs 🌸

Dino Albani x gn!reader Faith Beams x gn!reader Relationship headcanons

Dino

Dino is seriously the biggest sweetheart that exists. He is kind and sweet to everyone but to his s/o he goes on a whole other level.

He gives you a little kiss daily for good morning and you better have a pair of sunglasses because the smile he will have after that can blind anyone

Dino and you always hold hands when you are in public just going around having fun

His kisses are sweet and gentle and will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside

If you aren’t facing him because you are busy with something, Dino will hug you from behind and rest his head on yours or your shoulder (depending on your height) and ask you what you doing and if you want to go eat pizza ksksksks

He invites you to play catch!

Dino LOVES the game, running around to catch a baseball and throw it back excites him sosososo much and sharing this love and peace moment with you makes it even better

He invites you for a hangout with Brad and Keith because he really wants the people he loves to get along 🥺

Say love and peace. Say it right now. Your reward shall be many many smooches from Dino and bask in his sweet laugh saying how cute you sound

If he had a tail it would be wagging 60 miles per hour as soon as his eyes catches you

He would throw a pizza party every day but if you tell him that maybe skip a day he would make an exception but might sulk for 2 minutes so you better make up for it with some cuddles

Cuddling with Dino feels like hugging a big teddy bear. I feel like his body heat is in general kind of high naturally so now you have a cute heat pack with you everywhere.

He is both a big spoon and little spoon. He has a lot of love to give but adores it when you hold him near you

If he had a bad day he would ask you to cuddle him so kiss his forehead tell him how much you love him and if anything is bothering him that you would be here to listen to him. He would melt and hug you even closer

Dino still has nightmares of eclipse when he sleeps so when he wakes up and sees you next to him, he will hug you, put his head on your chest to hear your heart beat and breathing to calm down so please pet his hair to comfort him too 🤧

Overall he is one of the best boyfriend materials he just needs a bit of comfort sometimes 💕

Faith

Everyone knows that Faith was a playboy however in the latest stories we can see that he stopped and simply goes to clubs just to DJ

I think around that time he would try to pursue a relationship with you

He 100% felt something for you before he put an end to his heartbreaker phase but he was a little too insecure to say anything other than flirt😶

Now that the two of you are dating his flirting comments still linger around but are a lot more genuine

If you are shorter than him expected him to rest his arm on your head while teasing you on how smol you are compared to him

If you are taller and tease him about it he will be mad at you for the rest of day ksksks

If he was at the club all night the next day expect to have a Faith stuck behind your back resting his head on your shoulder trying to nap on you while walking around

You will either be Juni’s worst nightmare or his savior

If your personality is like Faith’s and tease Juni together then you will be called the “shitty duo” :’) however he would still like you regardless he is just a tsun-tsun

If you try to make Faith not to tease him or stop calling him ochibi-chan then he is going to love you so much and might accidentally even call you his older sibling

That WILL make Faith jealous so try to reassurance him that you love him and only him

He is going to take you to Arc-en-ciel for some hot chocolate as a date and might even get some truffles since you are there 👀

Will 100% play the pocky game with you just to see your blushing face

Faith is okay with PDA but mostly just holding hands or an arm around you waist/shoulder

Despite being quite cocky he is more close off to kissing you only does that behind closed doors

His kisses are very passionate and sometimes they might escalate even further 😳

Cuddling with him happen almost daily. Just chilling while listening to music

He refuses to be the little spoon. His pride won’t let him

Faith just generally like spending time with you not doing too much. Just cuddling under a blanket watching a movie until you both fall asleep with you resting your head on his chest

He might even sneak a kiss to your forehead while looking at you lovingly but if you call him out he will outright refuse you

Being Faith’s s/o is a little hard because of all his fans but his love is really rewarding and worth it💕

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pairing(s) // hero!(he/him person of choice) x commander!reader

genre(s) // helios rising heroes!au, co-worker!au romance

warning(s) // walking late at night, mention of food

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“ah yes, the lively city of blue north”

the voice said, after a relieved sigh. leaving the headquarters behind, you walked with the rookie that was often described as ‘obnoxious’. though you wouldve described him like more of a 'lighthearted bastard’. the night breeze hit you both which made you slightly regret going for a walk with the giant. after all, he was the one who invited you.

you were sitting at your desk, tired from doing some work at the office. stretching your arms above your head, you realised everyone else had gone home - except for you and him. he looked a little beaten up from the combat that afternoon; a huge bruise covered his left bicep. it looked like it would sting but the way he kept pushing the area made it seem harmless. 

your giggle made the other get up and walk over. you were surprised at this sudden action, yet you didn’t expect much of it. maybe, a little 'goodbye’ or 'see you’ as it seemed like he was about to head back home but instead he shot a sweet smile. 

“want to go for a walk?” he asked, spontaneously. 

“what?”

“you heard me, just answer yes or no”

you were blown off by his statement so you needed a little time to process what was happening. “but i have a huge amount of work.”

“and? that doesn’t mean you can’t relax for an hour or two. come on, ill walk you back here once were done,” he persuaded in a genuine tone. you remembered what your mentor said, 'just do it, he won’t stop bothering you unless you go along’

thus, there you were, walking around with him. the sound of cars moving around and music blasting from the karaoke clubs made the journey less awkward. not to mention the amazing blue lights that made the stars seem like meaningless polka dots. you couldn’t believe what you were witnessing as you rarely go out this late, especially on a work night. imagine what you would’ve missed if you had just stayed in doing boring paperwork. 

“don’t you love the bustling city?” he asked, after some time of walking in meaningless directions. the pacing of yours and his feet slowed down upon entering the huge evergreen park that was located in the middle of it all.

“yea but i prefer something a little more calmer,” you told him. “it’s one in the morning and everyone’s still out, probably more energized than ever”

he let out a small laugh - it sounded like warm matcha tea. you grinned at the sight even though you were tired. you both walked in silence once again as the city provided some background tracks. the exit of the pathway was still a long way to go and with that, you decide to ask another question. 

you cleared your throat before saying anything. “do you often take walks like this?”

he placed his hands in the pockets of his uniform vest before answering. “no.” his answer, short and enough for your understanding. yet, you carried on, asking a secondary question.

“then why did you go for one tonight?”

“just felt like it,” his answer had a shortage of words once again, which just seemed like a repeating matter at this point. “plus, you looked like you needed one.”

his response made you stop in your tracks right before the gateway out. he stopped, too, just a few paces after your place. you both had never talked to each other before, in fact, that night was the first time you both had spoken proper sentences outside of meetings. most of the time it was just a bunch of hi’s and hello’s and suddenly he wants to care for you? 

“want to know a secret?” he asked, his voice now more gentle than before. he turned around to face you before you answered with a yes. 

“i know i won’t ever be better than the others but i still try my best. they try to put me down too, but that’s okay,” he said in a melancholic tone and ending it with a chocolate flavoured smile. you were surprised at how well he said that without stuttering or even breaking into tears. that smile, was genuine too. no sort of pain could be detected in that moment. 

“why did you tell me this?” you abruptly asked the hero. the leaves on the trees began to sway as wind danced in the moonlight. a leaf fell on your head but you stood your ground. not wanting to move before he answered your simple question with more than one word. 

“because we’re strangers. aren’t we?” he said in a relaxed tone, and for some reason that pissed you off.

“well, then isn’t it better to tell a close friend rather than a stranger you had just begin talking to?" 

"you say that and yet you trust going on a night walk with me. hypocrisy at its finest.” he was right. this made you want to slap him, but you didn’t. instead, he was the one who went back to you. you closed your eyes, nervous on what he would do to you. you felt his steps coming to a halt before your bodies could touch. you opened your eyes to find him brushing off the leaf earlier. you felt heat creeping onto your cheeks. being flustered and embarrassed wasn’t ever a good combination but why did it feel so.. tingly? like the feeling of your skin brushing against a rough surface. you were getting into something,, but you didn’t know what it was.

the walk back to the main headquarters was quiet too but instead of awkwardness, it felt comfortable as if you both were able to relate to each other. but that was impossible, considering you just started talking today…right? connections build over time,, but in this situation it seemed like time was the hare. your steps felt heavy approaching the entrance, as if your heart never wanted to leave. 

you turned to face him as you felt his gaze from the sidewalk. your smile, soft with a hint of cloud fluff. you both stood there for a while, knowing that neither would make the move to leave. the eye contact between you both felt intoxicating, the good kind. he knew it, too. well, of course he did, he’s a psycho. that bastard rushed up to you, and stood in front of you, close. 

“may i kiss you?” he asked. you nodded, agreeing to whatever he was saying. you were exhausted from the walking and all the fast heart beating he caused. yet, you were still here as he placed his lips on yours.

they were cheerful - like sun rays on a beach day or laughter of children at a playground. his hands snaked around your waist, gripping your form firmly. this felt so wrong. kissing a rookie? your mentor was going to kill you. but was it worth it? yes. fuck, you wanted to kiss him forever but alas every moment has to end. he parted with your lips as a satisfying smile appeared on his face.

you finally snapped back to reality and took your arms off his neck, but his hands were still on your waist. 

“let’s keep this between strangers,” he said before giving a small peck your lips. what the heck? was this a joke? you were confused as to what was going on once again. he filled your mind with questions not even he could answer. you wanted him to stay the night, to make him fall for you like you gradually did for him. you knew he wasn’t a player, as far as you knew, he only had one relationship and they broke it off after a year.

“do you go around kissing other people like that?” you asked, intertwining your fingers with his. 

“sometimes.”

“you’re so messed up.”

“but you were the first one who i genuinely wanted to kiss,” he answered. there he goes again, with the meaningless sentences that could end his life in a second. he was reckless and oh so stupid but god, was he charming. he finally pulled his hand away from yours, signalling it was time to say goodbye. 

“see you never, stranger,” he exclaimed as he reached the sidewalk. he waved goodbye and so did you. as you sat back down on your desk, all that you could think about was him and only him. kissing a stranger was an experience you always wanted to have, yet you were there half regretting it. you kept feeling your lips after that, wanting to light the other matches in that matchbox of emotions. you wanted so much more but nothing else ever happened between you both. 

everything returned as to what had happened before, just greetings and meetings. but this time, butterflies appeared in your stomach whenever you locked eyes with him. it was frustrating to you but he seemed relaxed as ever. stolen glances would make you hope for another good spark, but alas there were none.  after all, you did fall in love with a stranger. 

[miya-akane]

─ "an unhealthy obsession"

→ Pairing. yandere! faith beams x gn! reader

→ Tw. possessive behavior, thoughts of manipulation

Oh how cruel of you.

Talking with other guys in the club that he was the DJ. His eyes never left your figure. Why are you talking to others and not him? He thought people(girls) loves him.

'You just don't know it yet, but you love me and I love you the same'

Is he not appealing enough for you? Why he's not the one who caught your pretty eyes.

Why.

He hates it. He can't even did his hero job seriously with you on his mind 25/8. You're so perfect...

Even his teammate was concerned with his behavior. Though he just dismissed them all as 'he's just tired'.

Yeah. 'Tired' of seeing you talking with others.

'One day we'll have a pretty wedding, and I'll be your everything'

Why not kidnapped you? No. That's too troublesome.

Lure you into his trap? Hmm.. Might be a good one.

Befriend you and manipulate you into thinking you can't live without him? Perfect.

'We'll be together, yes forever, we will never ever part'

But not right now. He needs to be perfect enough to even greet you. His appearance, his voice, his clothes, everything needs to be perfect.

Just you wait (name). He will have you. And he will do it without killing no one, he's a hero that got a reputation to maintain. You. Are. His.

'Oh, you don't know it yet but baby I've already got your heart'

notes. I don't take request for helios cause I really don't know most of their behavior. this one was for my dearest friend. but I'll post helios/hypmic/a3 sometimes just cause I only know some of them well. I also changed the layout cause why not?

[heliosrisingheroesimagines]

Hiii! Can we get red chrysanthemums, sunflower, fennel, peony and pink camellia for gray? If that’s too much feel free to leave some out 💚

Gray Reverse:

🌻fennel: what are their kisses like? where do they like to be kissed the most? 

Gray’s kisses reminded you of butterflies, soft, gentle, a true blink and you’ll miss it moment as he fluttered close one second but was a million miles away in another. He seemed hesitant even when you made the first move, as if he thought you might just be teasing him and you revoke the privilege at any time. His cautious attitude fits with the rest of him but you do feel a little sad that he doesn’t take the initiative more often, hoping once you build his confidence up a bit more he’ll get a little bolder when it comes to exchanging kisses with you.

The least stressful place to be kissed is the top of his head, so Gray preferred there while he got used to being in a relationship with someone who wanted to kiss him. Not having to see your face or recognize how close you are to him certainly helped some of his nerves, but then your smell would fill his nose and he’d begin to sweat. He never knew if he was reacting the way he should or if you noticed how anxious he was, but it was never because of your own actions, more from his inexperience leading to a head full of doubts.

🌻peony: how do they get their s/o to blush? how does their s/o make them blush?

Making you blush tended to be when Gray was relaxed, gushing to you about this or that, showing you that precious smile of his that always had your heart fluttering. Seeing him trust you was overwhelming, his honesty appreciated and encouraged, though you’re at your most flustered when Jet is the one who comes out to play. He always left you speechless on Gray’s behalf, much bolder with his flirting and leaving Gray reeling over how to apologize properly to you.

Just exist within Gray’s thoughts and the man is a blushing mess. The thought of something you did a year ago would still have the power to fluster Gray, allowing him to get lost in memories of you when he needed a distraction from his anxieties. It’s embarrassing to be reactive the way he is to everything you do but the fact you call it cute (which only made his face grow hotter) made him feel a little better about how weak his heart was when it came to you.

🌻pink camellia: how do they react when their s/o is gone for a week? a month?

Thankfully, Gray being so sensitive to everything about you meant that he could get lost in memories and still feel like you were close, even when you were out of reach. You weren’t offended that the memories bring him comfort because you know Gray always wanted to make new ones, and the thought of him being sad that you were gone would have you never leaving his side again (which might not be possible with the job you have). Anything longer than a week leaves him a little restless, with Gray trying even more to throw himself into training and his hero work to keep himself distracted from worrying about you.

🌻red chrysanthemums: how long does it take for them to say ‘i love you’?

Be patient, as those three little words are a hard hurdle for Gray to jump over; he wants to scream it out after every cute thing that you do, but he doesn't want to chase you away so early in the relationship. It would mostly be his confidence issues speaking to him, telling him he doesn’t deserve to love you and expect the same sentiment to be returned. He’s forever working himself out of old habits like psyching himself out and not taking risks, knowing he had to move out of his comfort zone for the sake of your relationship. It’ll still be awhile before Gray manages to spit it out but he’ll make the moment extra special and you’ll see a side of him that you’d never seen before.

🌻sunflower: how would they confess their feelings to their crush?

Gray was working off an adrenaline rush, with Billy hyping him up to chase after his dreams and do what he felt is right in the moment. The minute Gray had you in his sights, with your full attention now on him, the temporary confidence crumbled and now he had no idea what to do. He was floundering, stuttering out excuses that make no sense, wishing he could just disappear into the floor. But now that you were looking at him expectantly he knew he had to swallow his fear and just spit it out, since Billy had promised to be there for him should anything bad happen during his confession.

[starcrunched]

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[aaimono]

𝑯𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑶𝑺 𝑹𝑰𝑺𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑶𝑬𝑺:

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*ೃ༄ blue north

*ೃ༄ green east

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[heliosrisingheroesimagines]

Would you be willing to do the Venus Signs for the Yellow West too? I loved reading the previous headcanons so much! - from a fellow astrology geek 💖💫

(Me not doing this for the groups with my top 2 fave characters..... for shame

For Junior's I imagined him a little older and little more mature, when he'd be more invested in romance than as a baby like he is in canon rn lmao)

WEST SECTOR VENUS SIGNS

Dino Albani:

Pisces Venus. Dino has always been a highly intuitive person, not to mention emotionally intelligent, so it’s only natural that the connection you felt with him was almost instantaneous. He’s a partner who wants to have fun, finding creative ways to bond and experience life together. You’ll never experience a love more unconditional than the one Dino displayed for you, though his Aries sun makes him rather direct so don’t think he’ll allow you to run from any problems you might have.

Faith Beams:

Aries Venus. Faith is someone who needs that excitement, that thrill, a real challenge since people throw themselves at him with reckless abandon. He wants a person who can keep him on his toes but isn’t annoying about it, still displaying an interest but making it known they won’t let him give them anything less than the world. He naturally takes the lead but it always sparked his interest when you decided to take the reins, trusting you not to lead you both to your demise.

Keith Max:

Scorpio Venus. On the surface, Keith doesn’t seem to fulfill the ‘Scorpio Venus’ stereotype of ‘obsessive’ or pro-active but he’s a person who loves deeply. He wants to know you intimately and that includes knowing the negative parts of you, the ones you’d be embarrassed or horrified for others to see. His vices are on display for all to see, which he hated, but it didn’t quite feel right if he didn’t know what your weaknesses were too. Ultimately, he wanted to know and love the real you, which meant having to dig a little deeper as frustrating as those conversations may be.

Leonard Wright Jr:

Taurus Venus. Ever the hard worker, Junior is motivated to work twice as hard to provide you a life that you deserve. Loyalty was a serious thing to him, and there’s no one else that would catch his eye after he determined you were the one for him. He doesn’t get people who cheat or those who have a partner yet still flirt with others, because he felt no inclination from the moment he set his heart on you. You find that he’s a true romantic, always trying his hardest to set up nice dates for you to be alone together (and he even wrote a song for you once, but he’s too embarrassed to bring that up later in your relationship).

EAST SECTOR VENUS SIGNS

Asch Albright:

Leo Venus. Asch is a man whose lived in luxury his entire life, so it’s only natural he wants to give his partner the same life he had. He will not let you accept anything less than extravagant and he will complain if you try to make him tone it down, wondering if you just don't know what it's like to be loved by someone like him. He liked when you looked good together and would be even happier if you were considered a power couple, thinking the name fit you both perfectly.

Billy Wise:

Gemini Venus. You’re in for a ride with Billy, if you couldn’t tell from what you know of his personality already, but you’ll never have a dull time. He can run hot and cold but not because his feelings for you fluctuate, but because committing wholeheartedly to a person makes him nervous. Giving your heart away is a big deal, and making friends was far different than falling in love, though the pain of losing that might be equal in his mind. You’ll have to earn his friendship first and even then it might take time, but Billy’s constant flirting and allowing you to get closer to him than he’s ever let someone get before.  

Gray Reverse:

Cancer Venus. Gray needs some security and affirmations, even with his confident (very slowly) building up; he needs to know he’s not a burden on you, that his faults aren’t deal-breakers, and that you’ll love him despite the great amount of patience it requires to be with him. He’s naturally thoughtful and intuitive, knowing what you need before you even know, and there’s a part of you that wanted to tease him on what an expert boyfriend he was. He truly loves you unconditionally, to the point it’s almost worship, which can throw others off but you know better than to take advantage of your loving boyfriend.

Jay Kidman:

Sagittarius Venus. It goes without saying that Jay was a difficult man to pin down, something that might be odd for a man who had a wife at one point, but he admitted to being swept up in the adventure of it all when he was young. He tries to take romance a little more seriously now which is why he doesn’t ‘commit’ to long-term arrangements often, a man who fully enjoyed his singleness as he focused on being a hero. He’s someone who needs the space to be who he is but once you show you not only support him but seek out a life and adventure of your own, he’s more than happy to change what could’ve been a temporary connection into something more permanent.

[heliosrisingheroesimagines]

Hello! May I ask for Faith with yellow tulips, sweet pea and red rose? 🌹

thank you so much for running this blog, you’re definitely a warm highlight in many people’s life 🩷

Faith Beams:

🌻red rose: what turns them on the most? 

Having genuine, overwhelming affection suddenly filling his chest gave him an energy that he could only think of doing one thing with. It could be anything innocent, any show of love like doing a task he was actively avoiding, or having a conversation where it showed you truly listened to him. It made him want to kiss you all over, it made him want to return those good feelings by making you feel good in the way he knew how to. There is plenty of passionate, spur-of-the-moment sex where Faith couldn’t help but cling to you in a moment of weakness as he realized just how down bad he was.

🌻sweet pea: are they big on cuddling? what is their favorite position to cuddle their s/o in?

Faith could take it or leave it. He had never been a huge cuddler but it’s not like he’d ever deny you if you wanted to cuddle. He liked it much more after he began dating you, obviously, as he just liked dating overall more after he settled in with you. Expressing affection can still be awkward and mortifying and leave him itchy but it felt nice knowing it wouldn’t be held against him. You don’t push him to do things he doesn’t want to and that leads him to fulfilling your requests even if it’s not something he’s naturally inclined to do.

When cuddling he liked it best when you laid your head on his chest, with him on his back comfortably posed so that you could both be happy. It’s easier to talk when he doesn’t have to look at your eyes, finding he’s a little more loose-lipped when you’re spending time together like this. You get a lot of confessions out of Faith this way, knowing he hated when you saw him blush but keeping the fact you hear his quickening heartbeat with great clarity in this position a secret.

🌻yellow tulips: if their s/o is sad, what would they do to make them smile again?

Faith is pretty aware of your moods and what can improve them or make them worse. It can be as simple as him offering an apology and bringing a gift, or taking you out on a spontaneous date so you don’t just mope at home. It really depends on what upset you but he’ll find the time to improve your mood and hopefully get you smiling again, or his own mood would be suffering with you the next few days.