#if you dance i'll dance. say yes to heaven say yes to me. i've got my eyes on you

[mothervvoid]

yes to heaven is a shikaino song

[strongheartneteyam]

[ all credits of the Neteyam pic go to the incredibly talented @cinetrix ♡]

Champagne Problems

Part 2

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x female!human!reader

CW: neteyam is a simp for reader, black cat gf/golden retriever bf "trope", a whole lot of angst, beach party, use of alcohol, some romantic comedy vibes, neteyam acting a bit cocky lol, reader is a tiny bit of a meanie towards neteyam, sexual language, sexual content, reader is a bit antisocial, flirting, emotionally unavailable bc of trauma reader, unrequited love (neteyam is the one having the unrequited feelings), sexual tension, commitment issues, exophilia, size kink, interspecies relationship, bad words. Hit me up to lemme know if I forgot something ahaha

Synopsis: Neteyam has had his eye on you for long but you always kept him away, at a safe distance. You have no feelings for him after all, you only think he's really attractive... right? What happens when he starts flirting with you at a Metkayina beach party and he just won't give it up? Will you finally give him a chance to show you how he feels or will you keep hiding behind the armor that you have for a heart? Neteyam is known among the na'vi as persistent and everybody knows he doesn't back off from a challenge. And you're his favorite one.

Reader is slightly older than Neteyam, for only 2 years.

Neteyam and Reader (AI Art)

Do you guys remember the story inspired by Champagne Problems by Taylor Swift that I promised like ages ago? Well... The first part is here? 🤓 A lot of people seemed to be excited to read this when I posted that sneak peak. Hope you guys like it! kiss kiss 💗

Slightly proofread.

Part 1 : Say Yes to Heaven

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If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

Give peace a chance

Let the fear you have fall away

I've got my eye on you

(...)

Say yes to Heaven, say yes to me

Say Yes To Heaven (Lana Del Rey)

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"It's not like you're not gonna break me in half if we try to get down and dirty." You laugh a bit too much, the alcohol invading your brain slowly, making you care less and less about behaving in a "socially acceptable" way. Though you wondered if your not-a-bit-elegant-honesty mattered at all to Neteyam Sully, the na'vi boy sitting in the maroon leather couch, by your side, his huge size making the couch look ridiculously small. He was na'vi, after all. Totally different culture. The na'vi were way more upfront about their real thoughts and feelings.

Neteyam had been talking loudly, almost yelling, at your ear for the past 40 minutes, trying to make his voice sound louder than the party's music, so you could hear him try to convince you to hook up with him. As if the loud uplifting songs that echoed in the salty air of that Metkayina beach were not enough to bug your tired head, now you had Neteyam helping your headache get worse.

"That doesn't mean you can't let me take you home. Or even let me make you my mate, eventually, if we end up falling in love while we fuck under the starry sky. You might like laying with me in my hammock and letting me pleasure you more than you think. Maybe you'll want to be my girl once you get a taste of this na'vi spice" He was joking around with you while flirting.

His thick, muscular but still fleshy thighs were spread on the sofa way too much to your liking. It was almost like he was trying to show you how masculine or desirable - some bullshit like that - he was. You know, that kind of thing a lot of guys usually do when trying to seduce you.

You knew Neteyam was aware he was handsome, that his body was attractive. He had always had girls - na'vi and human - all over him since he was a teen, drooling over his beauty.

But if he thought his loverboy flirting that must have worked so easily with just way too many girls before was gonna work that easily with you, he was mistaken.

Okay, you had to admit he was being pretty insistent, though. Neteyam had been there for almost an hour already. You did not understand what was making him insist that much on you if you had an armor as impenetrable as the one of a human warrior of the Middle Ages, back on Earth. And those armors were really hard to get under.

"Listen" you took a last big sip of your champagne and put the glass cup on the wooden table next to the sofa "When you gonna give up, honey? It's not gonna work. I'm not hooking up with you." You looked him in the eyes.

Goddamn, were his orbs big compared to the ones of a human. 

They were beautiful, though.

Damn, (y/n)! Focus, girl!

"I'm known among my people for being disciplined, focused and getting what I want because I fight hard for it. You're my focus now, tawtute." (human) I'm not giving up on you. You're like my Ikran. You're wild and hard to get but I'll conquer you, sevin tawtute." (pretty human) "On the first try."

"Cocky much?" You smirked and shook your head in disapproval "No, but, seriously, Neteyam, are you out of your mind? Have you forgotten about tsaheylu? I don't have a neurological queue, babe. I know I have many braids in my hair," You pointed out your hairstyle "but they're all regular human braids. None of them have little tendrils on its tip. Sorry, Neteyam. We're Romeo and Juliet. And Juliet doesn't even love Romeo in this story. You're deemed to heartbreak." You said, like you could not care less about his attempts to win you over, sipping on your sparkling champagne, that went down your throat comfortably, making you feel cozy and safe. It wasn't gonna work, anyway.

You liked champagne a bit too much... you had to admit it was very possible that you had a bit of a drinking problem. Alcohol made you feel warm inside. In an emotional way too. It felt like someone was hugging you, when you would not let many real people hug you because you just were not exactly enthusiastic about having physical contact with just anyone. You only let your closest friends and some family members, like your little sister, hug you. 

Some people would often call you "cold" and say that you acted "like a queen, above everyone else", behind your back, but that could not be further from the truth. You actually hated how low your actual self steem was.

"Why don't you look at Munì?" You mentioned the curvy, tall, blue eyed Metkayina girl who clearly had a mad crush on Neteyam. She was incredibly pretty. Nobody could deny that. "She has been drooling over you ever since you got here. Give the poor girl a chance. She's such a cutie. If I liked girls, I'd easily do her. Look at those beautiful, long, toned legs. Look at her wide hips. Damn, she's yummy!" you were drinking too much, your honesty getting way too out there.

"I don't want her. I want you." He spoke, like he really meant it. "My hammock will be hanged between those two big trees you like to collect fruits from. I'll be waiting for you, if you want to meet me."

With that last line being said, Neteyam got up from the sofa and walked away, swiftly finding his younger brother Lo'ak and tapping on his back, like men usually do. Both brothers started what looked like an interesting conversation.

You were left alone wondering how Neteyam could say those words and walk away so nonchalantly. 

"Phew! I thought he'd never leave, girlie." Adeline screamed, coming closer to you.

She was your best friend. You guys knew way too much about each other, but that only drove you closer and made you two have a beautiful bond that felt unbreakable. She was one of the few people in the world you trusted with many of your secrets. But not even she knew everything about you. Yes, talk about trust issues…

"God, I was about to call his sister to take him away! Kiri is much more chill and quiet compared to her siblings. She's a sweetheart." You said, finally letting your guard down and being able to relax your body language, laying back on the couch and resting your bare feet on the wooden dark brown table in front of you

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You cursed yourself while you walked towards Neteyam's big light brown hammock, hanged between two big beautiful trees that reminded you of the Palm Trees that used to exist on Planet Earth.

Why were you doing that, anyway?

"Tawtute! You came." Neteyam smiled, relief all over his face 

You sighed.

"Yeah, but I'm still wondering why I did."

"Ouch!" He put his huge four fingered hand on his chest and frowned, like he was in pain

You rolled your eyes at him.

"Stop that, silly." Crossing your arms, you walked towards the big tropical tree in front of his hammock but still a little far

"Hey! Where are you going?" Neteyam almost screamed as you were already further away from him than you should be if you were actually gonna have sex with him

It was like you were running away from and showing up to the "job" at the same time. Go figure out.

You rested your back against that large tree, feeling the rough edges of the wood harassing your skin.

Neteyam was already almost there where you were. His long na'vi legs helped him walk faster than you anticipated.

Neteyam got next to you. You felt a little fear but a bit of excitement, simultaneously, when you realized your head only reached his hip.

Fuck, he was a giant next to you… why the hell did that turn you on?

"Are you afraid of me, yawntutsyìp?" (little loved one) Neteyam said in a lewd, low voice as you looked at him, feeling like a pathetic little ant looking up at a human

Was that how ants felt?

"No, silly, I'm not." You looked away from him and tried to focus on the way the eclipse had beautiful violet and blue tones

That almost worked. If it wasn't for Neteyam using his huge alien hand to stroke your hair softly.

"You're so pretty, tawtute." You could feel his gaze directed at you, you could feel his heat burning your skin. The desire he felt for you was almost freaking tangible. 

You kept your eyes on the stars.

"You're not gonna look at me, yawntutsyìp? Lemme see those pretty eyes, hmm?" Fuck, he was turning you on so much, your pussy felt good already and there was a tight knot forming in your lower belly. How did he do that to you with so little effort?

You looked up at Neteyam's face, your neck hurting. You did not expect to see a big bulge under his navy blue loincloth, though. Neteyam was so huge you could not help staring and your face totally betrayed your surprise.

"C'mon, I wanna feel your tiny body on mine." He paused and his big blue hand traced your collarbone and your shoulders "You're so small, tawtute… Hmmm…" he let out something between a moan and a growl "So soft too." Neteyam squeezed your arm, feeling your soft human flesh against his slender fingers "I love how different from na'vi girls you are. I'm so lucky to have you all to myself tonight."

Your breath was now labored and your pussy was soaked. Your poor panties were all wet.

"I'm dying to squeeze those titties. They look incredibly soft. But I won't do anything that intimate before you say "yes" first, yawntutsyìp."

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7 freaky Minutes In Heaven

Shall we play a game tonight?

Type: Scenarios, yearning-ish, some spiciness, a twist on 7 mins in heaven, friends to lovers?, Modern!AU

WC: 10.8k

Pairing: Hange x Reader

A/N: It's been a long time coming. I've had this in the drafts for like a year or two, the moment this idea popped in my mind it just wouldn't leave until I had to write it for real. There might be some mischaracterization so please forgive me for that! I'm trying!

I don't know how else to title this, but that's what's happening. And yes, this is 10k words. I don't believe it either. I hope you all enjoy it, and Happy Birthday Hange! :)

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"Oi, get up!" Petra yells from the bathroom in the apartment the two of you shared. Four in the afternoon. It was four in the afternoon and so far, all you’ve done was lie down in bed, watch random videos, and eat some snacks.

"What?" you scream in reply. There were plans to be made, plans that included both you and Petra, and yet she was the only one getting ready. What did she want now?

"Don't you remember we have a party to go to? Why are you still in bed? Get up." Petra’s head pops up in your shared room. 

Right. It's Moblit's birthday today, and you two were invited to come. Usually, you would only wish him a happy birthday, but this year he and Hange decided to host a little party for you and your old friends in their current apartment. 'For old times' sake', they said. He was right and you all knew. It’s been a while, ages even, since everybody got together, and miraculously enough, almost everybody had time to spare today. And obviously, you were also invited, not just Petra.

"Do I have to? Just tell them I was sick or.. something." The bed was so soft and comfy, and socializing was too draining and exhausting. You plop your head down in the sheets, but you both know you don’t really mean what you said. You were stuck in two places, but you know Petra will insist on making you go. Levi will kill her if you don’t come.

"Do you not miss your old friends? You know Hange is there, right? Get your ass up." She walks over to your bed and slaps your butt. 

You dreaded this exact situation, this exact kind of convincing. Petra was the first to know about your "little" crush on Hange since you were kids and kept teasing you about it behind closed doors. Still, she respected your feelings and never told anyone else which you were completely grateful for. Even so, you dreaded seeing them again, nervousness filling up your insides.

But what you didn't know is that your feelings for Hange are so painfully, agonizingly obvious, and the others have also started to pick up on it. From Hange’s lingering soft gaze that others swear they never ever do even in the face of an interesting topic, and you immediately daydreaming the moment Hange gets up to leave the room, it was more obvious than ever that there are still a lot of unspoken words between the two of you. You two have been dancing around the topic and it’s driving all of your friends, most especially Petra, absolutely mad. Everybody watches both you and Hange with immense pain and a deep urge to just get one of you to confess to the other.

"God, you're annoying." Sitting up from your current position, you notice Petra's hair all straightened and ready for the party. She twirls around and cutely showcases her hair to you.

"Looks nice!" Was all you could say as Petra showed off her hair. She had been trying to get it to straighten the right way for ages, and it appears like today is finally her day.

"I know! It's a miracle. I'll help you with your clothes when you finally get cleaned up!" She inches closer with her arms crossed and eyes full of determination, and you knew damn well she wasn’t backing down on insisting you go to Moblit’s birthday party with her.

"I know what you're planning, Petra." you sigh, "But I guess I could go and get dressed up for... you know." you look down at the gray bed sheets, still hesitating about seeing Hange and the others, but mostly Hange themself.

"You don't even have to do anything else, just look pretty! Everybody’s missed each other, and I just know they miss you and will be so happy to see you there." Petra heads to the kitchen to wait for time to pass by. You know Petra’s talking about Hange by her last sentence, and bit by bit you let yourself become convinced.

"Hey! Help me with my clothes, okay?" You bark back at her as you get up for once and for all.

"I will if you get yourself cleaned up!" She replies from the kitchen, and you don’t even have to see her face to know she’s smiling, satisfied she’d manage to win you over.

"Fine!"

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It was now 6pm. You looked in the mirror to see if your outfit was good enough for a party. Simple, comfy, and cute all at the same time. You hoped it wasn’t too much or too little, but then again it was just Moblit and the others. Is it even worth worrying about?

Petra stood behind you, fixing up and swatting away any other thread or mess that stuck to the fabric.

"There we go, you look nice!" She compliments, easing your worries about your outfit.

"I think it’ll do." You say, feeling a little more confident and ready to go out and face the world. If you weren't planning on getting out a few hours ago, you were now. The idea of seeing your old friends and your longtime crush was enough to make you feel excited and a little more optimistic.

"Okay. Wallet, phone, keys, maybe some wipes... are we good to go?" Petra lists down before sliding herself next to you.

"Yep! All good. We should take some pictures before we go! We look pretty cute tonight." You suggested.

Petra swings out her phone and snaps a few pictures of the two of you. In front of the mirror, one of each on the couch, and you each take some selfies before leaving.

"To your feelings for Hange!!" She exclaims as she takes one last picture of you two, and you let out a laugh. You pat her playfully on the shoulder.

"God, okay, okay. Let's just go."

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The two of you exit the elevator that took you to Hange and Moblit’s floor level where you eventually found their apartment. Their building wasn’t so far from your own place, which was both agonizing and reassuring. Agonizing for the reason that you could bump into Hange anywhere in town, completely unprepared, but that hasn’t happened much. The last time you saw Hange, it was at a cafe near your building, drinking and chatting with your friends. Still, seeing Hange around was always a possibility that made you unnerved. And reassuring for the sole reason that you can take just one ride home if needed. Standing outside their place, music can be heard faintly, and some people are heard talking.

You sigh to prepare yourself, "Showtime."

Petra knocks on the door, and a few seconds later, you see Levi with a tired yet slightly surprised expression.

"About time you guys arrived." He says, opening the door wider for you two to enter.

"We're not that late! ...Are we?" You say the last part quietly, afraid that Petra may have gotten the time wrong. Not that you mind that much, you were just thankful there seemed to be enough people for you to pass by silently, but you secretly hoped Hange wouldn’t be too mad if you two were actually late.

"Well it’s nice to see you too, Levi!" Petra says as Levi disappears in the room.

"Did he really just leave? Rude." You sigh, closing the door behind you. There was no going back now.

The apartment was clean, most likely because of Moblit, and big enough to have at least 20 people around. You could see a short hallway, the kitchen, and just a few pieces of furniture from where you were standing. The room was filled with dim lights colored dark blue, violet, and red. An outsider would think this was a club rather than a birthday party. You wondered who bought and set up the lights.

Strangers roamed and talked everywhere, presumably Moblit's friends and coworkers, while your old friends were nowhere to be found.

As if on cue, Moblit finds and hugs the two of you. He still looks the same after all these years, just a bit taller with hair more disheveled than usual. He must be tired hosting the party.

"Y/N, Petra! I'm so glad you both came. There’s some food in the kitchen if you would like some. Come help yourself." Moblit offers with a smile, his kindness and hospitality unwavering as usual.

"Moblit! Happy Birthday!!" You and Petra chorused.

"I'm sorry we couldn't get you anything!" Petra said.

"Oh, don't worry too much about it, your presence is enough for me, I missed having all of us together." He replies. After a few seconds of small talk, he goes away with a brief mention of Hange, saying that they're just around the corner before disappearing in the unfamiliar crowd of his coworkers.

Unfortunately, you are really too dumb to realize that besides Petra, everyone is aware of your feelings for Hange and vice versa. Everyone always brought up the other one’s name whenever the other wasn’t around, or if the opportunity ever presented itself. It was like an unspoken game among them, figuring out what the response would be. It’s been observed among them that Hange always quirks up one of their eyebrows slightly and their gaze gets a little more intense. You, on the other hand, tend to lean back a little as if composing yourself, and you seem to listen more intently by tilting your head the tiniest bit after their name is spoken. And just now, as Moblit mentioned Hange, you tilted your head slightly. Moblit and Petra share a knowing smile that you don’t notice.

"I'll go and find Mike now, I know he's here already." Petra lays a hand on your shoulder, scanning the room for Mike.

"Alright. Come find me later when you find the others, okay?" You say as if the place is that big, but Petra knows how you get when there’s a bunch of people.

"Yeah, I'll try to find you when I do." And with that, she disappears into the crowd as well.

Feeling like a lost puppy, you decide to look for the bathroom to take a small break from the noise. It had only been a few seconds, but the music and the presence of other people was enough to take some of your energy away already. That, and the lack of your friends in the living room was enough to worry you a little. You could already feel yourself feeling awkward. Time in the bathroom was needed, it was ample time to compose yourself before facing people again and looking for your friends.

You don't bother knocking before entering the bathroom and stop in your tracks when you notice someone in front of the sink, biting their ponytail as they hold their hair up, their lean arms in full display and you realize who’s wearing that white tank top right in front of you.

"Oh I'm sorry- Hange?!" You mutter their name under your breath, and they turn to look at you.

"Y/N!" They mumble, still holding the ponytail between their lips and letting go of their hair, brown locks falling down their bare shoulders. 

You stop dead in your tracks and it seems like time stops all around you. For one, Hange with their hair down was always something you could never get tired of. It was a rare sight to see and witnessing it now at a moment when you least expected it was definitely an achievement today and it was definitely doing something to you, physically and mentally.

That, and the sight of them in that sultry white tank top that shows off their toned shoulders and arms was enough to kill you. It’s no secret Hange works out in their free time, but to see the results this way was too much. You walked somewhere you weren’t supposed to be and was met with something you weren’t supposed to see, but there wasn’t the slightest bit of regret and remorse in your being. If anything, you were ecstatic, but your shocked expression was enough to cover your embarrassment up.

"H-Hange!!" You shriek in excitement, in slight arousal, and in shock. Finding Hange in the bathroom in this state was not how you expected to see them the first time in months, but it was miles better than acting all awkward later surrounded by friends. And the fact that you saw their muscles in private was an incredible bonus.

"Y/N! I missed you so much!!" They put their ponytail on the counter before wrapping their arms around your neck, holding you tight. You don't even notice your own arms hugging back, it just felt right. All you could focus on was their scent, the way their body curves slightly to meet yours, the way their hair tickles your arms a little as you hug back, and of course the way their bare, sculpted arms are actually holding you right now.

"I- I didn't expect to see you here!" You untangle yourself gently from their tight embrace to talk to them properly, face to face. You don’t notice the light blush making its way deep from your heart to your face, but Hange does, and their gaze turns soft at the sight. They revel in the fact that they were the only one who could see it right now.

"Ah, me neither! I didn't know you were gonna come!" They let go of you, but their hands find themselves holding your hands in their usual, friendly manner, and suddenly everything about you seems wrong. Compared to Hange and their confident demeanor and godly physique, you suddenly felt so tiny and wrong.

You and Petra tried your best to style you in a way that didn't scream ‘I did this last minute’, but was your hair okay? You guys also tried your best to find a good, comfortable outfit for you today, but was it enough? Was your outfit crinkled? 

And most importantly, were your hands sweaty??

While you were busy thinking about how you looked, Hange tried to compose themselves. Truth is, Moblit had already told them you were here after greeting you a while ago. In fact, Hange was getting themselves ready in the bathroom to meet you outside, but none of you expected to meet each other in the bathroom.

As if they read your mind and its current insecurities about how you looked at the moment, Hange’s hand comes up to brush a few locks of your hair, their touch gentle and careful while maintaining that extroverted and curious side of theirs.

“You look good today, did you do your hair?” And suddenly it was like everything about you felt right.

You stammer before figuring out a reply, “Yeah! Petra helped me...”

“That’s nice! Well, since you look so good tonight, I might as well continue putting my hair up. Can’t look all messy compared to you now, can I?” They tease you like they often do, but you would be the only one in the world blind and deaf enough to deny that it was a compliment for you.

You don't even process any other thought as they let go of your hand to swiftly put their hair in a ponytail. As always, Hange's hair was messy, though it didn't seem oily this time. Maybe Moblit finally convinced them to take some showers, you thought, but the truth is that Hange did this because they knew there was a possibility of seeing you today. Even Moblit was surprised by Hange’s sudden assertiveness at making themselves look presentable today.

But even so, Hange felt slightly embarrassed for you to see them like this. They knew they looked pretty much the same over the years, but they still wanted to make a good impression before they met you tonight. But then again, none of you expected to find each other here. Hange held onto the hope that you at least noticed how their arms looked now and it seems like it worked, much to their happiness. They could see you from the mirror taking glances at their arms as they worked with their hair, and Hange smiles to themself.

"Petra insisted that I go with her, and I couldn't say no because I missed you all so much!" Lies. Didn't you just tell her to tell Moblit that you're sick? Though that doesn't matter anymore because you really did miss them now, and after seeing Hange, you couldn’t wait to be with the others again.

"I'm glad you guys came, we wouldn't be complete without you." Hange’s words refer to you and Petra, but they make sure the last part is vague enough with the hopes that you’ll pick it up that only your presence is the one that makes them feel utterly complete, even when you’re both with all of your friends.

Hange glances at you before facing the mirror, wiping their glasses and wearing it back on their face. They put on a cream brown corduroy jacket, much to your dismay. Hange notices your disappointment and smiles to themselves once more, entertained by your not-so-subtle reactions. They’re not as dense as you are when it comes to discreet glances, and they take pride in that. Hange thinks you’re so cute when you look at them when you think they’re not aware, but they keep their pride down, knowing that they themselves don’t even have the guts to confess to you even after noticing all your stares.

"Let's go, our group is in my room while Moblit's other friends are in the living room and kitchen. What a friendly guy, am I right? I'm glad I found you here."

"Technically, I found you here." You giggle, and Hange’s heart flutters. It’s been a while since they heard that sound, and they’re more than thankful they were the one who caused it, in the small, comfortable, and private space of the bathroom. Their hand finds yours again, leading you out of the bathroom and into their small room.

Your heart felt like it was going to leap out of your chest, and your face flushed a little more. You try to keep yourself composed even when you’re on the verge of suffering a heart attack of happiness. Sure, Hange’s always been friendly and touchy, but you don’t mind at all if this is something friendly or something more. Unbeknownst to you, Hange's heart was beating just as quickly from everything that has happened since you found them in the bathroom.

"Whatever, I just know you would be lost in the crowd of workmates outside." Other than Petra, there’s really no one else that knows you best like Hange. You were so glad you found them in that bathroom.

Deep in thought, a soft smile paints your lips as you sigh. "You're right."

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Entering Hange's room, it was just like you imagined. Small, messy, paper stashed in whatever container Hange could hide and shove them in. You could almost imagine the conversation between them and Moblit about their mess before the party.

Your friends had managed to make themselves comfortable though, with Levi and Erwin sitting on some bean bags in one corner, Petra and the others playing a game of Uno in another. A dim, cream light was on to set a comfortable atmosphere, bright enough for the group to see their cards.

Upon entering the room, eyes fell on both of you, zooming in on Hange’s hand that held yours, all which Hange decided to ignore. Greetings were thrown around your way after they were done eyeing one another about Hange’s chosen display of affection. Meanwhile, Hange felt like they just won the Olympics by simply bringing you to their room. It was a bit of a mess, but still. They lead you to their bed, urging you to sit down with them.

"So," Hange turns to face you, crossing their legs on the bed and making themselves comfortable, "What have you been doing the past few days? It's a shame we haven't talked for so long." You look gorgeous, Hange thinks. The soft lighting doesn’t help either of your thoughts right now as you turn to make conversation.

"Honestly? Not much. I'm taking a break from taking commissions for now. For now, I'm just rotting in our apartment." Hange’s heart warms at the sight of your smile as you finish your sentence.

"Really? So you and your art skills are doing well, huh?" They ask, propping their arms behind them on the bed to support their body. You don't notice the way Hange is looking at you with soft eyes, their gaze intensely focused on you, but everybody else glancing in the room does. All you notice is how Hange looks, all bathed in the soft lighting, their features all warm and cozy.

"Yeah! I mean it's something that makes me happy, and I'm glad I'm making something out of it. Well, what about you?"

"The usual experiments with Moblit. Studying some things and reports at home, going to our lab sometimes. A lot of cool shit. But whatever. For now, we party!"

Hange puts their hands on your shoulders as they exclaim the last part, their outgoing personality on full display.

"Come on, let's go talk to the others. It's been a while."

Their eyes smile at you before their hands travel back to yours, pulling you up from the bed. It seems like their body makes every excuse today just to hold your hand.

You both approach your old friends, catching up with their lives and joking around about old memories and experiences. Moblit doesn't enter the room yet, as he's busy entertaining his other friends outside Hange's room. Erwin gets you and Petra some food, as you were the only ones left who haven’t had dinner. You two happily sit together as you eat and chat with friends.

Soon enough, the group has formed a circle on the floor, sharing stories and reliving old memories.

Hange starts, recalling the most embarrassing moments that ever happened to them, and the group soon have their own childhood stories to tell. Erwin mostly talks about high school and how everybody was during exam seasons, and Levi talks about how you were the baby of the group. Petra helps add to his stories, her words factual, speaking as your close friend through most of high school after most of the older ones left for college. You refuse to back down and tell some stories about Petra as well. Mike decides to poke fun at Levi, to which he barks back at, as he often would. Nanaba and Rico recall more high school stories with you and Petra.

Hange noticeably listens intently as if every new story about you is something important to be documented. Eventually, it all falls back to Hange and their most embarrassing times, particularly a story about an embarrassing moment in school, and they amusingly pray for Moblit’s return in the midst of all the playful bullying they’re receiving. Hange's prayers were heard as soon as Moblit entered the room out of the blue, a shy smile appearing on his face.

"We can go outside, the others have left. It's time for me to entertain my old friends now."

"Moblit! Happy birthday!!" the others scream.

"Thank you, thank you. Come on, you guys." Moblit politely answers and the others rush to hug and greet the birthday boy.

You and your friends fill in the living room, moving some of the tables and couches to make space to sit on the ground again, while some preferred to stay on the couches.

The others start teasing Moblit about growing old and others start telling him how young he still looks.

After a few minutes of greeting each other, games were set out for everyone to play. Something you all did back when you were kids, playing in someone’s house with a bunch of games.

You, Petra, Levi, Hange and Moblit played Uno while the others had different games or just talked. Uno has always been fun to play with them, especially since Hange always pulls out a plus four and somehow gets twenty cards handed back to them.

‘That’s not allowed’ is a sentence that’s always been thrown around by both Levi and Hange in almost every round played. Currently, Hange has 19 cards. Erwin watches silently from the couch, entertained enough by all the banter. If he were to join, somehow Hange would have even more cards than what would be expected and indicated. Nobody ever bothered enough to investigate where the other cards even came from, and sometimes Hange doesn’t bother to check just to see you chuckling at their expense. In secret, sometimes they intend to get even more cards than needed just to see your reaction. It’s something nobody has picked up on, since they just seem like the unfortunate type for that to happen to, but Hange enjoys your reactions every time and they don’t intend to stop or give out their secret.

After a few more heated rounds, Hange admits defeat after somehow getting 32 cards, and the game of Uno is over.

--

It was 9:30pm. A few drinks were had. The atmosphere grew a bit heavier as some had already left the party long ago while few chose to stay. Nine people, in fact.

You, Petra, Hange, Moblit, Levi, Erwin, Nanaba, Rico, and Mike were left.

Everyone had huddled closer on the ground, making a smaller circle on the living room floor. Everybody’s energy had been depleted, but it’s always been so good to be with your friends even if you were all drowning in exhaustion.

"You guys are really intent on staying with me throughout my birthday, huh?" Moblit asks to break some tension.

"Don't scare them away!" Hange protests.

"I wasn't!" Moblit defends.

"It's alright, Levi and I don't have to do anything tomorrow, we can stay here for a while, if you guys don’t mind?" Erwin says.

"Same with me and Y/N, I hope you guys don't mind!" Petra speaks up for both of you.

"Same with us!" Rico replies, "We can stay for a bit if it's alright with you two."

"It's fine, we haven't had a lot of guests before and we haven’t been with you guys for a long time. I don’t mind." Moblit assures the group.

"Okay!" Hange shrieks, eyes closed and holding a fist up in the air, clearly a bit tipsy from stealing sips on Moblit's drink when he wasn't looking, “More bonding time for us then.”

"I'll go get some more alcohol." Moblit says, standing up to fetch the drinks.

"You guys have a lot of that for tonight, huh." Erwin points out.

"We're all together again, why not get a little drunk!" Hange answers.

"So,” Mike starts, “how about we play a game that Nanaba and I discovered at another party?" He suggests with a small smirk on his face, similar to the one he'd make after he sniffs people he just met. Hopefully he didn’t do that today to Moblit’s coworkers.

"Ooh, what's it about?" Petra asks, eager to discover another game, secretly hoping it would involve at least two people so you and Hange can finally make a move on each other.

Moblit comes back and pours every empty shot glass a drink. He sets the glass down in the middle of the group, ready to refill when needed.

Nanaba sighs and takes a shot from her glass, visibly doubtful. "Are you sure about this, Mike?" Everyone’s ears perk up with every cryptic word they both speak.

"If we're all okay with it, then that's what we'll play." Mike answers.

Nanaba sighs again before explaining the rules of the game. Everyone seems to be interested, but you could only grow more nervous with every word she spoke.

"It's disgusting." She started, which now made some eyes go wide, visibly curious and waiting in anticipation. "Basically, two people are paired up together, and the other person's face is covered in some food and the other person licks it off. It’s a nasty version of 7 minutes in heaven is what it is. We can probably do it in their pantry if there’s enough space." You don't notice the way Moblit, Levi and Erwin eyes both you and Hange.

"...That's wild." Petra comments.

"Isn't that just food porn?" Hange asks. Everyone ignores the question.

You gulp, "What kind of parties have you been going to?" You whisper and Mike only chuckles at your question.

"It's a perfect game for drunk idiots like us. And we have some couples too." Rico says, "But what kind of food are we going to use anyway?"

“You guys aren’t seriously considering this. are you?” Your concern gets dismissed. As worried as you are, you feel your own heart beat faster at the thought of what could happen if you and Hange end up in that space. You ignore Petra’s slow, playful nudge on your shoulder.t

"They used honey at the party, but peanut butter should work." Mike replies. The thought of licking honey off of someone’s face or even having honey on your face makes you gag.

"You got it." Moblit retreats to the kitchen and brings back a jar of peanut butter and four spoons. 

Why does he have to act so fast every damn time? You ask yourself, oblivious to the sudden unspoken plan everyone has just to get you and Hange to confess to each other in that damn pantry.

It's been a painfully long time since you two met up and showed the more obvious feelings of being whipped for each other, and now everyone just had to push you both together with this lucky little game that had been brought up this very faithful night. It had to happen and it was happening now, for your sake and everyone else’s poor hearts.

"I'll partner with Rico!" Petra excitedly announces. You notice Rico’s cheeks go a bit red but keep quiet about it.

"So that's one down. I'll partner with Nanaba." Mike says.

Noticing that they’ve started to partner themselves, you drink another shot to alleviate your worries and to intoxicate yourself just to lessen the shyness in your bones. Moblit refills your glass which you gladly empty down your throat again. Gulp.

"There's nine of us. Who will be the one left out?" Erwin points out. You half-hope it's you, and you begin to take even more sips of your beverage as an attempt to keep quiet but Levi notices you. Unfortunately, being good friends with Levi meant he knows your behavior and attempts to get out of a conversation you didn't want to be in.

And he, of course, has to speak up or else this long game of  'which one will confess first' will go on for more painful years. Everyone knows this was inevitable the moment Nanaba explained the game.

"We all know you and Levi are together for this one, Erwin. And I think I'll sit this one out." Moblit speaks up, sipping more of his alcohol. Levi eyes you before speaking.

"So that leaves us with..." Levi starts, and he doesn’t need to finish his sentence for the realization to come down on all of you. You feel everyone's eyes on you and your cheeks heating up. Suddenly Hange seems to be busy staring at a wall. Nobody except Moblit knows at this point if they’re actually that drunk or just trying to sober up.

You take more sips of your drink, the alcohol leaving a weird taste on your tongue as it fills up your mouth with every second.

"Y/N and Hange." Levi deals the last blow, slightly and smugly smiling to himself as he makes everyone's hopes a reality.

"So that’s settled.” Nanaba speaks up. “Only put the peanut butter on the cheeks. Well, putting it on other parts of the body is optional, depending on the person getting peanut buttered. No one here is allergic, right?"

The crowd choruses their no’s.

"So, who goes first?" Rico asks, cheeks flushed a faint red.

"We can go!" Petra screams. "I'll put the peanut butter on you, Rico." She's so drunk right now that Moblit had to guide her hand to put the mixture on Rico's face.

"You okay with this, Rico?" You ask the poor girl.

"Yep. It’s fine." She replies in a tiny voice.

Soon enough, the two girls sprint to the pantry, with Petra stumbling right behind Rico. A few minutes pass.

"Is there something going on with those two?" Levi, who also smells a bit like alcohol, turns to ask you.

"No, not that I know of. It's kind of surprising."

"I always suspected that Rico had feelings for her. But maybe it's the other way around?" Nanaba chimes in on the conversation.

"Either way, we'll know when they get out of there. Petra gets a bit... handy when she's drunk." You reply.

"What do you mean?"

As if on cue, soon the two girls walk back to the living room, Petra leading Rico out by her hand. Rico's cheeks are red, but nothing is as dark as the marks on her collarbones peeking under her blouse.

"Go wash your faces afterwards, you don't wanna go home smelling like peanut butter, do you?" Moblit appears amused as he orders them. Rico runs to the nearest faucet.

"Petra, you fucking beast." Nanaba mutters.

"Is that a compliment or an insult?" Petra slowly walks over to sit down, both lips and eyes smiling, proud of her not so innocent handiwork. Nanaba only rolls her eyes at the reply.

“You’re not even going to help her clean up?” You nudge Petra, but she’s too drunk and lost in her own fantasyland to respond.

"Nanaba, Mike, you're up next." Hange calls out a little too loudly.

The next pair goes next. Not a single thing is known about those two as everyone thought both of them were gay. But they have to go anyhow as they’re the ones who suggested this cruel twist of a game in the first place.

You glance back at Petra, arching an eyebrow. She gives you a confused look at first, but finally gets why you're looking at her like that. Her and Rico.

"It's mutual. Kind of. I think."

"You know, sometimes you're unpredictable."

"Mhm, that's me."

Moblit had to bang on the door after the two went a little over 7 minutes in the pantry. Weirdly enough, both came out looking clean, but you’re perspective enough to see how heavy they’re both breathing and how there was some kind of sheer texture on Mike’s neck.

You roll your eyes at the obscene view. "I didn't know this was a love hotel."

"Oh shut up. It's your turn after Levi and Erwin." Nanaba teases silently. 

"Oh shush." You roll your eyes to which Nanaba giggles at. She knows she struck a nerve.

It goes unnoticed how Hange glances over to you as you make your small talk with others. Hange themselves can’t quite figure out if it’s jealousy or something else in their veins, and they can’t wait to figure it out in that pantry.

All you could do now was wait in anticipation as the next pair went into the pantry. Hange was getting more drunk as the minutes passed by. Or pretending to, anyway, and in your drunken state you’re completely oblivious to the scene around you. Everyone was busy doing their own things and discussing their own topics, but the mood of the room held tension for both you and Hange. Before you know it, Levi and Erwin’s turn is over.

"Oi, Y/N." Levi stood before you. "It's you and Hange's turn." You begrudgingly stand up only to get pushed back down by a hand holding your wrist.

“You get the peanut butter!” Petra smiles, holding the cursed jar of peanut butter. You sigh, ready to accept your fate.

Everybody fusses and argues on which part of your face to put the peanut butter on. Some suggest the neck, some suggest the chest or lips– which you respectfully decline. Hange eyes you with a concerned look on their face which you notice and return it with an assuring awkward smile. In the end, peanut butter laid on your cheeks while some managed to drip down past your jawline, and they kindly pushed your hair back a little for you. 

It was a bit of a mess and everyone pushed you both to the pantry to get it all over with. You had to look up a bit to keep the peanut butter from dripping down further.

You sit down against the wall with a puff and see Hange enter the room after you. Unfortunately, it seems even the alcohol doesn’t want you to phase in and out of reality in this one occurrence. Your mind is clear as ever, but you wobble slightly every now and then. You start to have this urge to pull Hange closer to you, but as confident as you feel, you’re aware enough to keep your hands to yourself.

“Do you want the lights on or off?” They ask, their voice soft and caring, eyeing you down on the ground. It’s taking everything to keep them from verbally expressing how cute you look: you’re all tipsy and covered in what they’ll remove with their tongue later. The thought keeps them all excited and giddy, but they try not to let it show.

“Oh.. turn it off. I look like literal shit.” Hange chuckles at your response.

“But you looked so adorable when you were surrounded by everyone with peanut butter.” 

You scoff at their comment. “So much for giving me a worried look!” They giggle again before shutting the lights off. 

A few seconds pass by in silence. Hange decides to speak up first. Their voice fills the room and you can’t quite figure out where they’re at, but their voice alone almost sends you to the edge.

“You…. you know we have to get this off your face before the seven minutes is up, right?” Their voice is slightly raspy, and you don't know if it's because of all their drinking or yours. Did they always sound this… sexy?

You feel and hear Hange sit down in front of you and your heart beats even faster. You keep your hands to yourself, afraid of what would happen at the slightest bit of touch.

“Fuck. Right. Sorry, I dozed off.” You lie and giggle nervously, thinking of any other way to do this without someone using their tongue. “Can’t we like… get this off with some tissue?”

Hange felt downcast after hearing this. But then again, maybe you were uncomfortable doing this and would rather play with no tricks. As much as they want to devour you right in this pantry under a seven minute challenge, they’re respectful of your wishes above all else. They’d still do everything just to make sure you were comfortable.

“It's alright.” Hange said, mostly to themselves, “I… unfortunately don’t have a handkerchief with me. Do you have any? Maybe some tissues?”

You felt nothing but a phone in your pockets. Petra has apparently taken the wipes. 

“Nope. Shit. Nothing.” You groan, and with it, Hange gets a little more excited.

“Well...” Hange replies. “We can’t just sit here and have ants run on your face, no?” Their hand snakes around to hold you by the waist, their knees settling between yours. Hange’s other hand settles on your hip.

“And seven minutes tend to run down pretty fast, you know…” The hand on your hip urges you to move forward, to sit on their lap.

You tremble at the proximity, at the fact that they’re holding you so gently, the fact that they want you closer, and the fact that this is really happening.

"Are you okay with this?" Hange whispers, "Just tug my shirt or… say anything if you want me to stop.” Above all, respectful. Your comfort above all else. This is how much Hange feels deeply for you.

You meekly put your hands on their chest, touch light as a feather. There was no other way to do this, and did you really want to say no?

"Are you okay with this?" Hange repeats. Slowly, you lower yourself down, settling on Hange’s lap. They tighten their hold on your waist and grip your hip a little more to keep you steady. You can feel their hot breath on yours as your face is right in front of Hange’s.

“Yes.” You speak softly.

You feel Hange’s breath on your cheeks, and just like that, their warm tongue slowly licks the peanut butter off.

With every swipe of their tongue, you subconsciously squirm and inch closer to their face growing impatient to be cleaned up by your Hange’s eager tongue. You hold on to their shoulders for leverage as they continue to hold your waist.

Between whimpers, you ask, “I thought you were.. mhm.. drunk?”

Hange chuckles softly next to your ear, their voice maddeningly low and seductive, “I can take alcohol like it’s nothing.”

“Well now you smell like alcohol and peanut butter...” Your breath hitches, squirming against their touch.

“And now…” Hange pauses and kisses your now-clean cheek softly before continuing, “You smell like me.”

Hange’s tongue travels down a little further.

“Lift your face up a bit, darling,” They hold you gently by your chin, “I need to get the ones on your neck.”

You happily indulge them in their request. They take their time slowly kissing and lightly sucking on your neck, and their hands now caress your back. They know what they’re doing, the effect that they have on you, and they want to take it all slowly. They feel the way your throat bulges with every gulp you take, and it damn near sends them to the edge.

Hange continues to flick their tongue against your skin, intent on licking you clean. Your whimpers and the way you writhe against their body only prod them to continue their actions. With each gasp and each tremble of your body they only smile against your skin, and the way you can feel it only makes you shake a little more. Finally, they think, I get to have you.

Just this afternoon you weren’t planning on going to this party, yet here you are, having an intimate moment with Hange like years of lingering gazes and unspoken confessions didn't exist.

Hange moans softly against your slick, delicate neck while cleaning you completely. Your cheeks heat up with every second, gasps hitching with every swipe of their tongue.

“I must say,” Hange murmurs, “I like the sounds that you’re making.”

“Yeah?” You keep your answer short, trying your best not to stammer under Hange’s relentless tongue and lips.

“Yeah,” Hange chuckles against your skin, their mind plotting to tease you, “You can moan a bit louder, you know. Give them a little show.”

It takes you a while to register their words in the middle of the pleasure they’re giving you, “What?”

“What?” Hange giggles, their voice high-pitched and teasing, “I’m sure some of them are listening in.”

“God, You tease…”

“Mhm,” Hange returns to your skin, moving slower and taking most of the peanut butter with their long and warm tongue. They lick up smoothly, hot breath felt against your skin. Every movement makes you shiver.

Hange backs away and gasps for air. "I think I'm almost done."

"A-ah. Okay." Was all you could say from the embarrassment as Hange smiles from your response.

"Are you alright?"

"I- yeah. I'm okay." Your voice shakes. Your hands settle on their nape, and you find yourself breathing heavily.

"I'll turn the lights on to see if there's still some left."

Hange gently sets you down before standing up and turning on the switch. You both squint your eyes from the sudden brightness as Hange sits back down in front of you.

Avoiding their watchful gaze, you decide to observe the fine details of the floor but Hange’s quick to gently grab your chin and have you look at them.

“There’s a few left…” Hange whispers to themselves, moving your chin a bit and inspecting you like you’re their new experiment.

Hange smirks, patting their thigh again as they get ready to get back in position, eyes never leaving your jaw.

“Sit back up here,” Hange orders, “Let me finish you off.” Still, their eyes are locked hungrily on your jaw.

With the lights on and Hange in full view, you suddenly feel so seen and vulnerable. You now have the option to open your eyes and see clearly how Hange moves diligently against your sensitive skin. Clumsily, you move to sit by their thighs again, but Hange yanks you closer by your waist a little too early before you could even fully settle down on them. They’re eager to finish you off just like they wanted. You rest your hands on their shoulders as they continue their work, this time on the other side of your neck.

You can’t wrap your head around how you’re doing such a vulgar activity and neither can Hange. Putting such an innocent food like peanut butter on skin and painting it in such a lewd scenario was too much to bear, but you let your wildest imaginations run free. There’s nobody out here to judge you, and sure as hell, Hange was enjoying ravishing you like this too.

Again, you can feel how their saliva covers your neck entirely. You’re certain there’s not even a bit of peanut butter where they lick sometimes, but you let them. You let them because it feels so good, not even knowing where their eager tongue will travel to next. It’s all a surprise.

“You think the others are hearing this?” Hange whispers before moving up to lick a bit of your ear. You moan a little louder as an instinct, giving them the exact result they wanted.

“H-Hange!” You murmur, trying to keep your voice down again. Hange only chuckles again at your response.

“What? It’s fun…” Hange’s low voice is making you lose it even more, the alcohol adding to the vividness of the moment.

“You’re not even sure if they’re actually outside…” You squirm.

“Maybe, but it’s fun thinking about it,” Hange chuckles against the crook of your neck, peppering it with feather-light kisses, “And don’t pretend you don’t like the idea either.”

Hange pulls back slightly to admire their work on you, and they’re satisfied. On the other hand, you see Hange completely illuminated by the light and it makes you shiver a little. In the heat of it all, you’ve turned their hair a little more messy than it already was. You can see the way their chest heaves as they breathe heavily, matching your very own rhythm. It feels so comfortable to be held by them; you notice how relaxed you are sitting on their thighs and how firm their grip is on you, careful and steady.

"Oh," Hange’s eyes widen a fraction as they notice something else, "You have some on your lips."

“Ah?”

"Do you… mind if I…?" Hange is looking back and forth between your eyes and lips, waiting for the answer. They can’t hold back anymore, their breathing getting just as ragged as yours and their grip on your waist tightening by the minute.

"Yes." You whisper. "Please."

Hange leans closer and finally, finally kisses you, pressing down their lips ever so softly on your own. They hold onto you tight, and your arms slowly make their way around their neck.

You don't feel time pass by as you get lost in their kisses and their desperate, needy touch. You let Hange explore your mouth, your own body reacting well to all their advances. Ignoring the sweat and mess on your face, Hange gently pushes you on the wall, successfully trapping you.

You remain seated right on their lap, only this time squeezed between the wall and Hange’s warm body. They continue their assault on your lips and your tongue, hand reaching up to grab you by the back of your head to further deepen the kiss. Slowly, you grind yourself against Hange which only makes them pull you even closer by your waist. They occasionally moan into the kiss when you do, making both of you melt even more by each other’s actions.

They pull away and settle their face on your neck, "Since when?" Their eyebrows furrow with frustration and desire.

"Huh?" Confused, you open your eyes.

"Since when did you have feelings for me?" Hange turns to look deep in your eyes, their voice shaky and desperate for an answer.

"Since you… left for college, all those years ago." you gulp, “And you? Since when?"

Hange chuckles against your neck, “You know I have the same answer.”

Sighing, you reply, "Why didn't we-"

"I- I was scared." They finally pull back from your neck to look at you properly, their gaze concerned and yet so full of desire, "I… thought you didn't deserve someone like me."

You cup Hange's face with your hands and say your next words sweetly. 

"I'm here now."

"Shit." Hange lowers their head back on your shoulder, "Didn't think confessing would happen during a game like this."

You begin to rub their back. After all these years of separation, still, they were the one you held in your heart dearly.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. To tell you the truth, I can't believe I just did that." They retract their head from your shoulder and look up at you again.

"Did what?"

"Kiss you like... that!" Hange's hands move ecstatically as they fail to explain using words.

You laugh. "I know. I'm still trying to process it too." Remembering what just happened, you touch your lips softly.

Hange takes your hand and traces lines on it.

"I don't know how we're gonna face everyone after this."

"No shit. Petra's gonna ask me so many questions when we get home. If we get home anyway. God, that girl is too drunk.”

"And Moblit's going to keep asking and teasing me about it." Hange giggles to themself.

You both know everybody will be relentless with their questions, and as they should be. It's not unknown that you two have feelings for each other, but to leave the room clean and peanut butter free surely is a feat in itself.

Hange slowly draws circles on your hand. You decide to be the one to break the silence. 

"So... about the kiss."

"Hm? What about it?" Hange asks.

"Just curious... How many people have you kissed?"

"Why, was it that good? Did I have you comparing your past kisses to mine?" Hange teases.

"Oh my God. Just answer the question." You feign annoyance.

"Just a few people, really. Well, three to be exact. How many have you kissed?" Hange finally answers. You know the truth behind their words, already knowing about their first kiss and their ex.

"Two." You answer truthfully.

"And one of them is me?" Hange gasps and makes your hand cup their face, putting on their best attempt at puppy dog eyes.

"Gosh, yes. You were one of them. Don’t act like you didn’t just kiss me like it was your last chance to." You smile at them.

Hange puts their hands up in defense. “Hey, it might be! You never really know,” They put their arms around you again, looking into your eyes with much more sincerity as their voice lowers down, “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure it won’t be our last. I can make magic happen despite my busy schedule, you know.”

You can’t believe what you’re hearing, and you tease them about it to hide your embarrassment, “You’re insane. You know that?”

“Insane enough to find a way to spend more time with you, yes.” Hange chuckles, pressing a kiss to your hand, “I’m not letting this go.”

“What, my hand?”

“No, no. God, you’re cute.” Hange giggles at your innocent response, “I meant like… this chance. I’m not letting this chance go. Too much time has passed between us, you know? I just don’t want to waste away any more after this.”

“Me too. I don’t want to run away anymore.”

Silence fills the room as your conversation ends.

"I think seven minutes is almost up." You speak up.

"Oh. Well...” Hange urges you to sit beside them. “Let’s just stay like this for a while.”

Hange lets you rest your head on their shoulder. The both of you stay like this for the remaining minutes left. The pantry light is faint, and you can hear your friends chattering in the other room. You can’t tell if they’re right outside or back in the living room. For a short amount of time, your breaths were in sync. You wished this moment would never end, and so did Hange. There was contentment in sitting beside each other, with no more walls put up between you and no topic to run around from anymore. You didn’t know how you were both so unable to be upfront about your feelings, but you weren’t exactly mad at how things turned out. You have a feeling you’re going to enjoy more of Hange’s kisses from now on. Soon your thoughts were interrupted by Moblit’s knock on the door.

“Hey lovebirds, time’s up.”

Opening the door, Hange shows Moblit a bright smile as if they didn’t just devour your neck completely just minutes ago, “Whew! Thought we were going to fall asleep in there.”

Lead by Hange, you both exit the pantry and head back to the living room where the rest of your friend’s faces light up.

“Oh my GOD. You’re all cleaned up!” Petra exclaims.

“Wow. What did Hange do to you, huh?” Levi asks, clearly amused. Nanaba and Mike chuckle while Erwin and Rico look at you with a soft smile painted on their faces. Everyone’s amused and entertained, and they can’t wait to hear soon how things went in that pantry closet.

“Y/N.” Moblit calls. “Go to the bathroom and clean up.”

Hange pulls you back to the bathroom where you saw them earlier today. It was just a few hours earlier, yet the memories flood back to you already. They search around for a towel as you wash your face on the sink.

Yet again, as you wash your face, you don’t notice the way Hange looks at you with such sincerity, such tenderness. They hold the towel in their hand as they wait for you to finish up.

“Hope I didn’t take it too far.” Hange leans on the wall beside the sink, watching you with playful eyes.

“You didn’t, don’t worry.” You smile as your hands reach for the towel, but Hange walks up to you and dries your face and chin themselves.

“What am I, a child?” Giggling, you make no effort to move their hands away or order for them to stop. Hange only rolls their eyes as they dry you, gently patting here and there. They pinch your cheek using the towel once which you pout at them for.

Hange, holding your face with the towel, reaches in and presses a soft kiss on your lips.

“There we go, all nice and pretty again.” They pull back. Now it’s your turn to roll your eyes.

“Now, what do you say we go drink up so they won’t get any answers from us?” Hange teases.

“I think drinking produces the opposite outcome, actually.” Hange only giggles at your answer.

Walking hand in hand, you and Hange walk back in the living room. You two were the last ones left, so everybody has already had drinks, gossiped, and god knows what behind your back. You sit back down in the circle.

“As I was saying!” Petra exclaims once again before turning to you, “You sure are looking clean.”

All of the oohs and ahhs chorused like they’ve been planning for this moment to tease you.

“We’re just playing the game fairly.” Hange defends, back to acting drunk. You assume Moblit was the only one to be able to see past their act and was just playing along. Looking over, you see that he does have a smile on his face. Helpful little bastard, you think. But you chug another drink that he pours you anyway.

“Careful there,” Levi calls you out, “don’t wanna pass out drunk now, do you?”

“Unless you want to stay over at Hange and Moblit’s?” Nanaba adds.

“I wouldn’t mind. Hange’s the only one here tomorrow.” Moblit replies nonchalantly yet fully aware of the situation he just put you in. Helpful little bastard! 

Everyone else doesn’t miss the way Hange’s eyes gaze over at you at the mere mention of your possible stay at their place.

“Oi, oi. We’re forgetting the roommate here.” Petra adds, referring to herself.

“Then stay at Moblit’s room. But it’s not like you drank too much, anyway. You’re already sobering up.” Mike smirks, “And your roommate over here will just stay over with Hange.”

“Right, and you both had sleepovers when you were kids right? There should be no problem here.” Rico adds, referring to when you and Hange were once close, best friends during childhood.

The group giggles at their all too sudden, not-even-sure-if-its-possible plan. You drink another shot, not sure anymore if it’s staying over that you want to do or just drink enough to forget tonight's happenings. From Hange’s lips on yours and your neck and your friends talking about you staying over, your mind was too clouded to think properly.

“What, and make Hange take care of me, hm?” You join in on the fun. The alcohol is setting back in again. Hange grins at your flushed state as the group laughs at your attempt to fight their teasing back.

“Exactly, you drunkard.” Levi teases. Behind him on the couch, Erwin only smiles as the scene unfolds.

“I mean, yeah. You’re getting more flushed by the second there.” Petra adds, laying a hand on your shoulder.

“No,” You pout at Petra’s assistance on teasing you, “We can still go home together, Petra.”

“You are not going back to our apartment in that condition.” Petra replies, “You’re pretty damn wasted and I’m not carrying you.” You tease her back, noting how drunk she is as well.

It doesn’t go unnoticed by the group how a concerned Hange skitters over to sit by you and nudge you on the arm. Their face shows both amusement and sympathy, as if to ask if you’re okay.

“So it’s decided then?” Erwin chimes in. Why does he have to be so assertive in times like these?

“If it’s alright with both parties. I don’t mind them staying over for a day.” Moblit refers to you. You’re a little too fazed and dizzy to fight back at this point. You lean against Hange’s arm with a pout on your face, and Hange looks down on you with a soft smile.

“Okay, okay,” Hange says, “I’ll take care of them tonight.” The group whoops and hollers at this while you only close your eyes in defeat and in total dizziness.

Soon enough, they all depart from the apartment pair by pair as the hours pass by, the only ones left being you and Petra. Moblit’s going to be busy dealing with her while Hange deals with you. You were thankful you didn’t have to deal with Petra and yourself in this drunken state, but the idea of being taken care of by Hange keeps you awake and aware.

You feel a soft nudge to your arm again.

“Can you walk, dear?” You notice they’re readying themselves in a position where they can lift you up and you giggle.

“You’re going to carry me?” Your soft smile only sends Hange’s heart fluttering once again.

“Yeah, can I? I’m just going to put you on my bed.”

You giggle again, “Okay.” 

And with your permission, Hange lifts you up from the ground firmly. You could feel how strong they are, and you could see how they’re back to their sober state by the way their grip on you is unwavering and controlled. Alcohol really doesn’t affect them that strongly, does it? They’ve dropped the act of being drunk the moment everyone else has left. It’s kind of cute.

Hange settles you on their soft, small bed, sitting down next to you with a smile on their face before leaning down to capture your lips in a kiss once again.

Soon the kiss turns hungry, full of passion with Hange moaning as they deepen the kiss further, hand tangled by your nape to pull you in deeper, the other gently caressing the side of your waist. Their needy and demanding touch is apparent in the way they hold you.

Pulling away, Hange sets their arm just beside your head on the bed and looks down at you with a half-lidded gaze. 

“You taste good.”

You wave them off drunkenly, “I know you have some kind of immunity to alcohol, but let’s face it. That’s the alcohol talking,” to which Hange chuckles at.

“Maybe, but you’re one to talk when you’re even more drunk than I am,” Hange traces the outline of your jaw before settling by your cheek.

“I know what I’m saying, darling.” They press a soft kiss on your cheek to which you sigh softly at, “Let’s just thank that damn alcohol for making me confident enough to say these things to you, hm?”

“Oh, I like this side of you,” You mumble, the drink in your veins ensuring your sleepy state.

“Oh you do, don’t you?” Hange giggles, “Maybe you’ll see more of it soon. I’m sure we’ll have more time together now that our secret’s out.”

Hange shuffles over to your side, snuggling you in the small, comfortable bed where you both laid. Their eyes are soft and caring, drilled deep into your sleepy features.

“But for now, sleep. I still have to make you drink a shit ton of water when you wake up tomorrow, so be good and sleep for me, alright?” Hange orders, caressing the top of your head gently.

“Okay…” Sleep is taking hold of you, and you let yourself be carried to drowsiness by the alcohol, Hange’s touch, and their comfortable bed.

Out of nowhere, you add, “Hey Hange…”

“Hm? Yes dear?” Hange’s eyes light up as they hear you speak their name. It’s the first time you said it since you saw each other in the bathroom, and Hange feels a little embarrassed at how much they’re finding themselves eager to hear their name in your voice.

“I like you.” You say it before the alcohol takes you to sleep.

Chuckling, Hange replies, “I like you too.”

“Let’s talk all about us tomorrow, okay?” Reaching over, Hange kisses the top of your head, “Goodnight, darling. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

Hange smiles to themselves, all content and happy as they see you succumbing to your sleep with every passing second. They had lots to be thankful for today– your presence in Moblit’s birthday party, Mike’s suggestion of that twisted game of seven minutes in heaven, and your entire friend group for allowing both of you to be paired in that closet, even though there wasn’t much of an option anyway. And finally, to you, for returning their feelings, for letting them get away with a little too much in that pantry.

Hange thinks about how long it’s been since they last saw you, how long it’s been since they’ve been blessed with your presence. Today’s been such a blessing, they thought. They couldn’t wait to see what tomorrow and the following days would bring. But for now, for the time that they’re awake, they let themselves glance one more time over at your features, all cozy and deep in sleep before pulling the covers over your body. Hange smiles to themselves; the memories of fear in confessing their feelings to you seemed so long ago now, but here you were, cozy in their bed of all places, walls broken down and feelings let out.

Just this morning things were completely different, but now there’s only the following days to look forward to together. Hange lets themselves doze off as well, content and excited with the promise of waking up right beside you tomorrow. For seven minutes their life had changed, and they can’t wait to see how the rest of your time together will go.

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A/N: Hello, thanks for sticking by until the end! As I said, this has been in my drafts for like more than a year, so kind words and reblogging would absolutely be appreciated. I doubted myself a lot while writing this, but still, I'm proud of it! I'm so happy that this is finally done and being published. It felt a bit funny uploading this on Hange's birthday but the story itself takes place on Moblit's birthday, haha!

Please let me know what you think! I don't think this is going to be in line with some of my highly liked and reblogged works, but regardless! Inbox is open for any comments or compliments :)

Haha, I'm so happy this is finally done. I'm not sure when I can write this much again. Happy Birthday Hange!!!

[motherofdogs1010]

Siren II (Dark!Thomas Shelby x Reader)

Summary: And so a game of cat and mouse begins...

Warnings: 18+ only, eventual NONCON/DUBCON smut, forced marriage, dark!Tommy, obsessed!Tommy, singer!reader, eventual pinv sex, eventual pregnancy, dark shit will be happening

A/N: Song used: Say Yes to Heaven- Lana Del Ray

I just wanted to say I love the support you all have towards my writing, it means the world, but I wanted to say that I do take mental health breaks! So anytime I take from posting is because I am focusing on that!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics Banner by @vase-of-lilies

Part I

Her eyes widened a little at the sudden appearance of a man in a suit standing in the doorway. He was only a little taller than her, maybe by a inch or so with a dark-colored pageboy's cap on his head as a cigarette hung from his lips; she could see the sides of his head were shaved very tight against his scalp but his cap hid his eyes so she couldn't see them.

But she could feel his eyes still and it made her feel on-guard as she cleared her throat.

"Hello", she responded back, "can I help you?"

"Forgive me", the man said, pulling the cigarette from his lips. "I'm Thomas Shelby, owner."

"I thought Harry was the owner", she said, confused.

"I bought him out recently", Thomas stated, Y/N still eyed him cautiously.

The man screamed danger and she felt a little uneasy under his blue gaze as he smirked at her apprehension.

"I just wanted to let you know that you gave quite the performance. You have quite the voice."

"Thank you, Mr. Shelby", she responded before clearing her throat. "It's time for me to go."

She could still feel his gaze on her as she hurried out of the Garrison, even in the current safety of her home, it was like she could still feel his deviled gaze on her body.

🍾

A few days had passed since the meeting with Mr. Shelby and it seemed like wherever she turned, she'd find a man with a peaked hat following her. Always a different man trailing enough behind her that she was sure they were supposed to remain hidden, but her eyes always caught them.

She figured it was best to pretend they weren't there, a sinking feeling telling her that if she acknowledged them, things wouldn't turn out well for her. So she took many turns and circled the same route. It made no sense to throw them off so they wouldn't find her way back to her apartment.

Today, she was at another pub that she sang at, known as The Drunken Griffin. It was larger than the Garrison with a proper stage where they had a band play for its singers and she was hoping this would help as she stood at the microphone. She had to make sure she didn't get too close since the microphones were so sensitive as she heard the melody the band began to play.

If you dance, I'll dance And if you don't, I'll dance anyway Give peace a chance Let the fear you have fall away

Tommy sat in the hidden back of the pub, a cigarette dangling between his fingers as a cold whiskey sat in front of him. She was dressed in black again, her hair framing her as she sang to the watching crowd.

I've got my eye on you I've got my eye on you

His mind felt quiet as the troubling thoughts of Kimber, that new Inspector Campbell and the stresses of Ada running off with Freddie Thorne began to melt away.

Say yes to Heaven Say yes to me Say yes to Heaven Say yes to me

Tommy had been having her followed for the past week, but the little minx seemed to have caught on to that.

If you dance, I'll dance I'll put my red dress on, get it on And if you fight, I'll fight It doesn't matter now, it's all gone

It was only a matter of time now...

I've got my eye on you I've got my eye on you, mm I've got my eye on you I've got my eye on you

He definitely had his eye on her...

[wonryllis]

moots as songs

、ㅤ🌺 ⋆ ࣪ 午 MOOTS AS KPOP SONGS ᵎᵎ ⠀⠀⠀⠀

i went with the vibes they give off, and added some lyrics to highlight it!! tried to do as many mooties i could i hope you all like it!! i excluded those who have been inactive for long and those i ain't interacting with that much, hope you understand > 3 < love you all! ( MUTUALS )

✶ @jaesvelvet better things by aespa . . that i, i-i got better things to do with my time. better things to do with my time, do with my time than you

✶ @luvhyun3 tomboy by g-idle . . it's not here, i'm not a doll. yeah, i'm a fucking tomboy! this is my attitude, yeah, i'll be the tomboy

✶ @ctrlemis jopping by superm . . champagne life, that's all you want. don't stop letting it go 'cause we got that glow

✶ @enhalpy love letter by bol4 . . so warm like you, you are my sunshine, i’ll do anything. feel like i feel like i’m surfing your love, feel like i’m reaching the moon

✶ @nyukyujs love scenario by ikon . . we met and became a memory that can't be erased. it was a commendable melodrama, a pretty good ending.

✶ @koishua quarter life by tomorrow by together . . it feels like i'm walking in place, quarter life crisis. thrown into a life without an exit, on this road that doesn't know the end

✶ @boyfhee you & me by jennie . . i love you and me, dancing in the moonlight. nobody can see, it's just you and me tonight. just a little touch my world stops

✶ @okwonyo my world by illit . . this is my world, it might seem a little strange. this is my world, this is truly the real me. each moment is my overindulgence, why does it seem strange? this is me. let me show you my world

✶ @atrirose either way by ive . . some say i sound full of myself, that i'm just showing off. it's not about who's right or wrong, just like how we all love differently

✶ @eeunoia inception by ateez . . feel like dreaming a dream i've never seen even in dreams, it's too vivid to conclude it as just a dream. you are the dream i live in, the dream i can never awake from

✶ @leaderwon hard to love by blackpink . . i'll make it feel like heaven, but i swear i'm not a saint. and you won't see the truth 'causе i'll be kissing it away

✶ @tyunni new jeans by new jeans . . look, it's a new me, switched it up, who's this? new hair, new tee, new jeans, do you see? so fresh, so clean, make it feel like a game

✶ @jjunae pop by nayeon . . baby, baby, you're out of control. so you're under my control. before the excitement stops, i wanna make it pop, pop, pop, you want it?

✶ @stariekis one spark by twice . . i wish for forever, yes, forever. we're sparkling beautifully, i'm sure it'll be beautiful. cause my heart is burning, burning, burning. even if it’s dazzlingly beautiful and painful, it’s our golden days

✶ @lheebra don't wanna cry by seventeen . . i think it will show up, just wait. i have to find you, i have to find you. because if i cry now, i might not be able to see you. i don't want to cry

✶ @isoobie smart by le sserafim . . i am a child who will become a butterfly. what i want is victory. i'm a smarter baby, smarter, i see through it and break through.

✶ @fakeuwus cupid by fifty fifty . . a hopeless romantic all my life, surrounded by couples all the time. so skeptical of love, but still, i want it more, more, more. i gave a second chance to cupid

✶ @lilyuwon flower by jisoo . . guided by the gently blowing wind, because you're the one who doesn't catch it. spring comes, only the scent of flowers remains

✶ @ms-no1kpopstan darari by treasure . . i watched you, i was too stunned to speak, it still circling around you. i can't take my eyes off you

✶ @theyluvvaubery really really by winner . . the most beautiful thing in my eyes right now is you lady, oh. if my feelings for you were money, i would be a billionaire

✶ @jungqkook true by yaori . . tell me the truth, this is the end. i feel like losing myself. can't find my way, to not lose you, why is it so complicated?

✶ @heesbaby run bts by bts . . if we live fast, let us die young. two bare feet are our gasoline, yeah, yeah. let's go, are you ready? run bulletproof, run, yeah, you gotta run

✶ @heelvsted maverick by the boyz . . super villain in the mirror, i run away, chasing, farther away. super bad trouble, i'm just on my way. cut out the scenes from a corny hero movie. everything's just a game to me,

✶ @cornenhapovs loco by itzy . . surrounded by my thoughts of ya, i think i'm a little obsessed, i feel like i was born to love ya. such a rush, you're making me lose my mind

✶ @taeghi celebrity by iu . . have no idea above your lowered head what the bright lights are (shining towards) it's fine to take your time but i hope you notice, at last. the one and only

✶ @jaylaxies step back by got the beat . . you'd better shut your mouth and stand back or else give it a go. try climbing your way up hereYou can't even dream about this level, this isn't the place for you

✶ @moon7jay monster by exo . . why is my heart racing? you’re beautiful, my goddess. i’ll knock so will you let me in? you’ve already fallen for me, don’t be afraid, love is the way

✶ @alvojake pandora by mave . . everyone is heartless but so we are fearless. no one can stop us, never been so careless. hold on tight, string of our hope, so let us sing, say my name. shout it out, let me hear that thing

✶ @sserasin future by red velvet . . don't let me forget my dream where the stars are pouring down, we will end up together. you are another future of mine, a way for love to last forever

[felice-jaganshi]

My Fallen Apple

Lucifer X Reader

Chapter 3

It's been a week, and you've been texting Lucifer every day since you left. You sometimes send him selfies with your friends or new places around heaven, and he does the same, sort of introducing you to the seven sins and the other rings through the pictures. It's a great time, really!

But now comes the hard part. You told your friends you had a “secret date” with someone and refused to say who. You also told them not to worry if you didn't answer anything till the next morning, as that just meant the date went really good.  

You made your way to where Adam had shoved you off before. You thankfully had managed to avoid him for the week. He was apparently “very busy” with higher angel stuff, not that you cared.

 

You took a deep breath, making sure your phone and backpack were secure before taking the leap!

You were free falling for a majority of the fall, pulling out your wings only when the castle was in sight. But before you could get too close something like a white missile came zooming up to meet you!

 

“You came! You really came back!” It was Lucifer, he'd come up to meet you halfway. He looked stunning, his wings out and on display. You can't help staring.

 

“wow… I've never seen someone with six wings before! Everyone I know has two or four.” He chuckled and danced around you in the air, showing off.

“Well, I am the strongest angel ever created by the OG big man himself.” You giggle at his antics, he was such a charmer. Suddenly you find yourself scooped into his arms, “come on, I got something really cool to show you!” 

You tuck in your wings and let him carry you around. He opened a portal and flew through. “Now, normally human souls can't go to the other rings, but since I'm literally the king , I can get you special exceptions to go anywhere at all, as long as you're with me.” 

He smiled, it had a smugness to it. Pride. But it was different from when Adam was being prideful and showing off, this time it was endearing and charming. Rather than obnoxious and irritating.

 

Next thing you knew, he was landing in front of a fancy restaurant. “A good friend of mine runs the place. I booked us a reservation.” As you entered there was sensual music playing and demons everywhere. But really, they didn't look that much different from angels. Other than a darker color palette on average.

As you were seated, almost immediately a giant demon made mostly of blue fire rushed over to your table! 

 

“Luci, baby! Oh it's been so long since you dined at my place!” He scooped the king up in his arms and squished him to his chest, rocking back and forth and looking so happy!

 

“Oh come on Ozzy! Has it really been that long?!” He laughed, and hugged back. Ozzy frowned and set him back down.

 

“Yes. Ever since you and She had a fight here, you haven't been back. That was 30 years ago, luci.” You hide behind the menu while this back and forth occurs. Another demon suddenly comes up behind you and grabs your chair, leaning over you and looking upside down! You drop the menu and try not to scream from surprise.

 

“And who's this little cutie? Is she the one who finally got you to leave pride and visit all of us?” His voice was raspy and he looked like a clown. 

 

“Hi… I'm-” before you can say your name, he turns your chair, making you spin round in circles for a bit. 

 

Lucifer smiled, “yeah she is, my new best friend.”

 

Ozzy gasped, “new best friend? Am I being replaced?!”

 

“Hey hey, no! Buddy! You're my brother, all, well, 5 of you are my family! I love you guys! She's just the newest addition to that family. That's all.” He then smiled at you. You were so dizzy you could hardly hold his gaze. “Yo Fizz, I think you overdid it.”

 

Fizzarolli looked you over, “oops. Sorry babe, you alright? No hurling on me now.” He made his way back to Ozzy's shoulders.

 

“I'll… be fine. Just gimme a second.” You take a few seconds to reorient yourself and take a sip of water before smiling at him. “All good.” He smiled back at you.

 

“Good, I hope this isn't too much for you. This is only your second time hanging out with me.”

 

“Hm, only second time and you brought her to my place? Luci, you certainly do move fast! And I thought I was the master of lust~.” He teased Lucifer, then went to your side. “Thanks for getting him out of the house sweetheart, we owe you a big one.” His voice was really sweet and he placed a warm hand in the middle of your shoulders. 

 

“It's been a pleasure to know him. Did you say you're the master of lust? Would that make you…”

 

“Asmodeus, the sin of lust, at your service baby girl.” He winked. “Would you like any recommendations for dinner? I can tell you all of Luci's favorites.”

 

“Oh, sure.” You were a little nervous now. “I'm not used to being anywhere this fancy. I feel like I'm underdressed for this kind of place…” 

 

“Oh honey, don't worry about that. You're literally here with a king. You can get away with anything when you're with him .” 

_______

 

After dinner, Lucifer took you back to his castle and you looked at more duckies together.

When he turned his back, an impulse came to mind. Hide in the pile of ducks. And well, why the hell not?

 

“Oh and this one- Becca? Hello?” He looked around and didn't see you. He then heard a squeak from your pile as you accidentally squish a duck. He grins, his voice going low, “oh my, looks like i got a rogue angel to hunt down.” He then chuckled and you felt butterflies in your gut. Oh no, why was that hot?!

The next thing you know, he's diving into the pile of ducks! He quickly finds you and you're now pinned beneath him, “So, what was the plan from here? Wait for me to leave so you can run around my palace unsupervised?” He smiled like the cat that caught the canary and tilted his head to the side.

 

“Um… there wasn't really a plan. Just sounded like a fun thing to do.” You were blushing and nervous, you placed your hands on his shoulders, not sure if he'd try to make a move or not. Would you even be upset if he did? He seems to suddenly become aware of your positions as you touch him. He pulls back quickly!

 

“Oh, whoops! Sorry Becca, didn't mean to make you uncomfortable.” He adjusted his tie nervously, standing up. You get up as well.

 

“I'm not uncomfortable Luci. But, if you wanted today to be a date, you should have said so. I would have dressed nicer.” He looks shocked by your words, a blush forming on his cheeks.

 

“No no no no!” He waves his hands dramatically before pointing to his ring. “I- I just wanted you to meet my friends! I'm totally married!” He was panicking now.

 

“But your wife has been missing for seven years?” You have to ask, “Did she take your daughter with her?” He sighed and shook his head.

 

“No, Charlie is an adult doing her own thing, that's all. And lilith… She and I… I don't know anymore. She promised me forever, and I want to believe this is just a rough patch and we'll get through it but… she hasn't even spoken to Charlie all this time either…” He looked more upset by that than her leaving him.” 

You give him another hug, “mind if I stayed the night? I brought a change of clothes and a toothbrush. I wanna spend more time with you.” He hugs back.

 

“Yeah, I have a guest room you can stay in.”

[graveyardcuddles]

If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

Give peace a chance

Let the fear you have fall away

I've got my eye on you

I've got my eye on you

Say yes to Heaven

Say yes to me

[jadeddangel]

(SORRY FOR NOT RESPONDING)

BUT YEAH like the comment said the first part on the fluttershy one

IVE ALREADY STARTED WORKING ON IT SO YAYYYY LMAO

You and Adam went way back, ever since eve ate the apple and Lilith left him for lucifer. You had taken over caring for the garden and with you and Adam being the only ones allowed back in the garden. You were quiet and didn't talk much to other angels just the animals and plants.

You were sitting in the garden surrounded by animals and plants. You had grown attached to the animals in the same way they had grown attached to you. Your dress was covered in soil stains and small bites taken out of the bottom from goats and sheep. You were humming and spinning happily in the ankle tall grass as you plucked ripe fruit from trees and bushes and even the apple tree, though the apples were made into fertilizer instead of eaten. It was calm and therapeutic almost. This was your heaven.. not those busy streets, just you here alone with nature. That was until you heard a Crack of twigs, and normally you would brush it off but it seemed like the weight was too heavy, you turned around sharply to be met with Adam just a few feet behind you. You immediately stopped dancing your face bright red in embarrassment, " A-Adam!! What are you doing here?" You raised your voice a bit at him. Adam smirked. "awwe don't be shy, girly, keep dancing." I liked the show~" Adam teased, and you felt like you were gonna collapse in on yourself. You shook your head no repeatedly, causing Adam to laugh loudly. "Be careful. You'll snap your neck doing that." You stopped immediately embarrassed from him, calling you out like that. "What did you need, Adam?" You asked softly. Adam shook his head "always thinking that you know me, yknow women aren't supposed to think " Adam said walking closer and poking your forehead roughly causing your head to jerk back from the pressure "Adam please.. I have stuff to do.." you muttered, holding Adam's hand and pulling it away from you. Adam shook his head "Alright alright but don't say nothing when they threatened to burn the witch, I wanted to talk to you about feelings," Adam said begrudgingly "feelings? I uhm.. I don't know much about them but I can listen?" You said softly before sitting down and patting the ground in front of you. Adam sighed. "There's this chick, I've known her for centuries, and to be honest, I really like her its.. hard to be mean to her? It's hard to say mean things and to push her away." Adam ranted, taking deep breaths every now and then. You then put the pieces together " I know how you feel I like this guy he's uhm really mean sometimes and doesn't always treat me the best but he's there" you said meekly before bringing your knees to your chest as you got a bit embarrassed.

Now Adam may be dumb at times but this time he clicked on quickly and smirked scooching a bit closer to her "and if this handsome and oh so amazing man asked you out " Adam nudged you a bit teasing you. With a small nod you hinted that you would say yes. "I'll pick you up tonight we can have dinner at my place alright?" Adam smirked a bit and got up holding his hand out for you to help you up, you took his hand as he tugged her up off the garden floor.

It was a few hours later when Adam went by your door to pick you up (yk that dress fluttershy wears when she turns human? Yea that one) you were wearing a dress waiting just outside your door for him to come get you. Adam turned the corner right before your door and he froze seeing you "woah.. damn butterfly didn't know you dressed up that nice " Adam smiled at you.. a genuine smile.. no mask between the 2 of you

"You look amazing too adam.."

[wheeboo]

hii rania! idk if your soft thoughts are still open but hoshi taking care if you when you're on your period. he'd be a little clueless but still attentive. he'd hate seeing you in pain and do anything to help you feel better and feel okay

HI SKYEE and yes soft thoughts r always open 25/8 😍

soonyoung hates this.

he hates seeing you so wilted on the living room couch, the colour drained from your face, and nothing but exhaustion evident in your expression all day long. he swears he hasn't seen your smile for the past two days since your period started, if he recalls correctly, almost as if a gloomy cloud has settled over you. he's never seen you look so burnt out.

pacing back and forth in the kitchen, he feels his mind race with uncertainty. he's always been a pro at dancing, choreographing, and making people laugh, but this is uncharted territory for him. he knows you've mentioned your period before, and he's aware of the basics, but seeing you in such discomfort brings out this determination to lessen your pain. even in the slightest.

finally, he grabs his phone and starts typing away, brows furrowed in concentration. he's googling things like how to help your girlfriend during her period and period remedies. his eyes narrow as he skims through different articles and websites.

then he takes a deep breath, trying to conquer his nervousness as he heads back to the living room and places himself down on the couch right next to you.

"okay, i've been doing some reading," he admits with a shy smile. "so, i learned that heat might help with the cramps. do you want me to get you a hot water bottle, or one of those, uh... heating pads?"

ugh. that sounds like heaven right now, you think. your cramps haven't felt this painful in a long itme.

"i think i have a heating pad in the bedroom that i haven't used in a bit," you tell him. "it should be in the second drawer on the bedside table."

soonyoung's eyes light up as he hears your response. "got it. i'll go grab it for you." and swiftly, he's on his feet and heading towards your bedroom.

he returns shortly, holding the heating pad carefully with both of his hands as if it's the most precious thing in the world.

sitting back on the couch beside you, he reaches over to push away the blanket from off your body. then gently, he places the heating pad on your abdomen and adjusts the settings to a comfortable level before bringing the blanket back over your body.

"how's that? does that feel okay?" he asks.

you feel a wave of warmth seep throughout your body, the soothing sensation bringing a sigh of relief from your lips.

"it's perfect, soonie, thank you," you say, giving him a faint smile.

his eyes soften as he watches you adjust your position, frowning from the little groan that leaves your mouth. he reaches over to grab your hand in his.

"i hate seeing you like this." he pouts.

you squeeze his hand reassuringly. "i know, soonie. but having you here makes it much better, honestly."

"can i ask for something though?"

you lift an attentive brow in his direction, cringing slightly from the wave of pain that hits you momentarily. "what is it?"

there's a small grin that crosses his lips. "smile for me, please? i miss it."

you let out a chuckle, appreciating his sweet request despite the discomfort. "you really want me to smile right now?"

"it's been two days, and i miss it," soonyoung assures. "and your smile is so pretty."

his words touch your heart, and you can't help but feel a surge of warmth despite the cramps. you take a deep breath, pushing through the pain to let a genuine smile grace your lips.

"better?"

there's a sparkle of satisfaction in his eyes as he leans in and places a soft, gentle kiss on your forehead. "much better. thank you."

[philly-interlude]

[3:48 PM] "markie..." you cooed teasingly at your boyfriend who's seemingly stressed on writing one of his upcoming song, however, he might've needed an inspiration to do so and you totally know how.

it's been an hour or two since he placed his things on your kitchen table, wiping all the things away from it as he took a peaceful time and you ruined it- not really though. he likes- no, honestly LOVES your existence.

mark sighed and glanced up on your soft features, smiling down on him while leaning on the table with your palm placed on your chin, your elbows standing as support. he raised his brows, "what baby?" he asked, it was breathy, he was tired of sitting and thinking for hours.

you went beside him and gave him a side hug, nuzzling your face on his neck smelling his fragrance that became your favorite scent from the past 3 years you officially became a couple.

mark smiled at this and placed a long kiss on your cheek and closed his eyes at the feeling of your warmth. "stand up" you whispered after pressing a kiss on his jawline, "but-" he almost reasoned but you cut him off somehow, "just stand up and hold me" you demanded softly.

so he did.

if you dance, i'll dance and if you don't, i'll dance anyway give peace a chance let the fear you have fall away

the first stanzas of lana del rey's "yes to heaven" played from your old favorite vintage cassette, both your right hands shared warmth, his left one placed firmly but enough to be fragile against your waist and yours placed lightly on his shoulder.

i've got my eye on you i've got my mind on you say yes to heaven, say yes to me say yes to heaven, say yes to me

you held each other closely, his forehead placed on yours as you stared on each other's sparkling orbs—filled with love and sparks you danced the afternoon storm away.

you come back i'll be right here like a barge at sea in the storm i stay clear 'cause i've got my eye on you i've got my mind on you

he turned you around like a princess with a smile, you giggled as you almost tripped on your own foot, but he held you to avoid it.

say yes to heaven, say yes to me say yes to heaven, say yes to me

as the second chorus stopped a bit, it was as if fireworks exploded behind the background. staring on each other's eyes lovingly, both knew what you wanted. you kissed. him being the one who began the thing.

soft lips against soft lips, it molded. filled with passion and love. nothing, literally just a kiss, but it meant a lot.

if you dance, i'll dance i'll put my red dress on again and if you fight i'll fight it doesn't matter, now it's all gone i've got my mind on you i've got my mind on you

you both pulled away and you placed a quick peck on his nose, "i love you mark lee" you mouthed, "i love you too baby, thank you" he whispered and pulled your body into an embrace.

say yes to heaven, say yes to me say yes to heaven, say yes to me i've got my eye on you i've got my eye on you i've got my eye on you i've got my eye on you.

"i know what i want now, you'll be the inspiration of this song" he giggled and started writing from a scratch and your mouth came agape, "hey! that'll sound cringe, i know you, ew!"

[you-know-honey]

How does it feel to be in a relationship with the Nameless Ghouls (Based on songs)

I've been listening to music while I prepare a lot of fanfics and have ideas for others and…have you ever thought about what it would feel like to love Nameless Ghouls (in a realistic way)?

Well I think I have the answer...

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔰

Mountain

Say Yes To Heaven - Lana del Rey

He is quite a fan of dancing waltzes and is sure that soft, deep music makes plants and their relationship grow better in those small, intimate dance sessions.

If you dance, I'll dance And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

Mountain is like calm. Not calm before the storm, just calm.

Give peace a chance Let the fear you have fall away

He is a calm and silent child, he has the look of a sweet deer that surrounds your heart with sweetness and keeps it warm and loved.

I've got my eye on you

Even if you doubt his love at first since you wouldn't expect the most serious ghoul to be interested in you, he will reinforce the idea of ​​accepting the happiness and peace that is offered. As if it were about touching the sky.

Say yes yo heaven

He only wants one thing in return: commitment. You have his heart and spirit in your hands, he only asks that you take care of him.

Say yes to me

He could never tie you down, he wouldn't be able to keep you from your dreams. If you leave he will stay at the door waiting for your return. He could change his life but never his love.

If you go. I'll stay You come back, I'll be right here

He will be your lighthouse in the darkness, even if the earth moves and the tide covers everything, even when you think it's all over. He will be there holding you close to his chest.

Like a barge at sea In the storm, I stay clear

Even if everyone told him that going out with you is a bad idea, he would never stop, he has accepted his love for you and has the courage to face life with you with or without the approval of others.

I've got my mind on you

Phantom

Golden Hour - JVKE

Phantom can promise you a young love, you are his first love, the first person for whom his heart went crazy.

It was just two lovers Sittin' in the car, lintening to Blonde, fallin' for each other

It will be like living in a cheesy movie, dates full of hope and overwhelming emotion.

Pink and orange skies, feelin' super childish, no Donald Glover

He doesn't mind taking risks, he could invent some excuse, no matter how bad it may be, the scolding goes on deaf ears, if it were for you he would do it again.

Missed call from my mother Like: Where you at tonight? Got no alibi

Every second with him is intense, part of a song. He admires you like a deity, the most beautiful and charming person in his eyes.

I was all alone with the love of my life She's got glitter for skin, my radiant beam in the night I don't need no light to see you

An hour with you is like a dream for him and a dream is an eternity. A golden dream.

Shine It's you golden hour You slow down time

He's not afraid to do stupid things for love, he'll steal the car and disappear all weekend with you.

Feet up on the dash, drivin' nowhere fast Burnin' through the summer

I would dedicate every romantic song that comes on the radio to you, I would write the lyrics in a notebook for you.

Radio on blast, make the moment last She got solar power, minutes feel like hours

Love hit him hard, he has fallen for your charms and will refuse to free himself from them.

Can you even imagine fallin' like I did?

He would give himself completely to your wishes, there are no "No" for you.

For the love of my life She's got glowon her face, a glorious look in her eyes

He would give himself completely to your desires, there is no such thing as a "No" for you. You have an eternity to spend with your first and only love.

My angel of light

Rain

Aengus' Fool - Sleep Walking Animals

Romance hadn't been an option for Rain until you showed up.

Love looks good on you

Explore sensations you don't know you have, he swim upstream to you. He will fight against the current instead of going with the flow like he used to do just for you.

Light as a feather but tough as a stone

It makes him blush to see how you love everything that others consider boring about him, he doesn't understand how he lived without you all this time.

When you're barely together But never alone

He will know how to be there for you when things get bad and will protect your heart from the waves that threaten to break it.

When a hand on the leg is the best you can do

Everyone can see that something has changed in him, there is something refreshing in his heart, a tide of emotion. There is a gift in front of your door always at dawn, you should never forget how much he loves you.

I read you a passage From yesterday's paper

Feelings do not come and go, they stay with him every day and always grow a little more, he has never tried so hard to make someone happy.

With a smile that escapes you

¿Do you know that you bring out the best in me too?

He will leave his love story marked in history, to meet you again in the next life and walk back into your heart.

I've been waiting since the last time i was here For you to come home Took a while but know your here

He feels wild and willing to break the rules, he would pay the price for you. I would raise the waters of the sea if it is part of your wishes.

And somehow Nothing matters Matters now

Live in a dream that he never imagined, delivered to you. Keep discovering something else to love you.

I'll stand by yhe bedside And watch how she sleeps

He never thought that love looked so good on him, he feels that romance was a gift you gave him.

Sifting through poems For phrases to keep

Watching you breathe makes him happy like the sound of the sea, there is always an adventure wherever you go and he is willing to let himself go.

She'll open her eyes- there's a day to pursue

He feels so proud of receiving love that if you are mentioned at the slightest in a conversation, he will divert everything to talk about you unconsciously.

II'll shout from the mountains LIke Aengus' Fool

Swiss

I See You - Jutty Ranx

This man doesn't play games, he likes you even before you like him. He could spend months flirting with you to bring out the crush in you. The way you refused to let yourself be loved only made it more fun.

You were never young, my love I can tell, not by the way that you smell

When you grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and crashed his lips into yours, his heart exploded. He didn't expect the intensity of emotions you released in him, as if he were a first-time lover.

But by the way you move your tongue, my love Somebody shake me, what can I do?

He touches your body as if it were going to break, it's like being drugged with you, he sees the stars in your eyes.

Am I in love with the night? Am I in love with you?

He knows that with you everything is different. Real. It's not just one night, it's one of many nights alone with you, you will see a hopeless romantic more than a sexy flirt. He has a lot to give, centuries of love to give.

Will you take what I've got? Will we die on the spot?

He is addicted to emotion, to the eternal flutter of butterflies in his stomach, he doesn't want to call it love until you do.

You make me, make moves

He moves like a puppy after you, he likes everything about you. He wants to know everything about you, even what you don't like about yourself. He will let you know that no matter what happens, you won't get rid of him. He will walk over your thorns with a smile, nothing could stop him.

I see you, you know I see you I break through to get to you Its so true

Sometimes he feels like a fool for having wasted his time on other people before meeting you.

How could I How could I pretend I didn't notice? An incision when you looked back

The world stopped existing when your refusals to go out with him turned into a "Yes." Maybe he doesn't have much but it's all for you.

I want you to myself Can we take this somewhere else?

There is nothing hidden from you, see what you want to see, touch what you want to touch. He will make you feel how you deserve to feel.

My heart's an open book and you just took it off the shelf

(The song looked very good, don't you think? *wink, wink*)

Sodo

Teeth - Five Seconds Of Summer

He got angry with himself when he found himself smiling when talking to you. As if he couldn't feel that happiness with anyone else, day and night you're going to be in his head and he doesn't want that.

Some days, you're the only thing I know Only thing that's burning when the nights grow cold

He is a distrustful boy, he will shout for you to leave only to beg you to stay. He doesn't understand his feelings and fears that they will end up devouring and destroying you.

Can't look away, can't look away

He tries to maintain balance so as not to scare you, he doesn't want to see himself in need of love but he also doesn't want you to think that he no longer feels anything for you.

Sometimes, you're a stranger in my bed

He has a complicated heart and fears that you are smart enough to let him drop and look for something better.

Don't know if you love me or you want me dead.

He wants to deceive himself. Pretending that all your love for him is just a cruel joke but he knows when he hears your voice that it's just him being an idiot insecure.

Something in the way you're looking through my eyes Don't know if I'm gonna make it out alive

He is eager to devour you, to show you how strong, suffocating, eternal and perhaps painful his love is. Like a fire demon he fears that his intensity might scare you, deep down he just wants to burn in a pile love and desire with you.

Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth Late night devil, put your hands on me And never, never, never ever let go

He doesn't consider himself a romantic in public, one lucky day he might leave a kiss on your lips while walking around. He is not predisposed to be sweet, "I love you" sounds complicated to say. But you can bet that at night he fantasizes about it.

Some days, you're the best thing in my life Sometimes when I look at you, I see my wife

He knows what he is capable of, he takes your heart so high that letting it fall would make it turn to dust. He satisfies your happiness, as he savors the sweetness you pour on him.

Talk so pretty, but your heart got teeth

Sometimes he thinks that you have fallen in love with a version of him that only exists in your mind and wants to become that fantasy inside you. He wants to become the best version of the demon he is.

Blood on my shirt, a rose in my hand You're looking at me like you don't know who I am

Deep down and perhaps in the solitude of his room you can see how desperate he is for you, how he simply became addicted to who you are and how he wants to destroy your heart so he can take you with him forever.

Never, never, never ever let go

𝔊𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔰

Cumulus

Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood

She saw you from the first day and knew that sooner or later she would fall for you, she's not stupid, she just knew it. She was clear that she loved you.

I want the world in my hands

She makes the world seem only for both of you and her, even when the situation is not pleasant she would do anything to make you smile.

I hate the beach, but I stand In California, with my toes in the sand

His heart breaks when you cry, he just can't stand it, he will tuck you in and stay with you, sometimes you don't need a solution, just a long cuddle session and some tears.

Use the sleeves of my sweater

Even if you are afraid about the veracity of her feelings, she will make sure to take your hand and go through that haze of insecurity with you and let you know that you are and will be the only one in her life.

Let's have an adventure Head in the clouds, but my gravity's centered

Even though she is always in control of her life, when the water becomes turbulent and icy, she knows that she can find a warm home in your arms, just you and her. Holding your heart next to his.

'Cause it's too cold For you here and now So let me hold

He will always make small gestures for you, maybe that cool breeze on that hot summer afternoon was a gift from him, the cup of hot tea after a long day of work. Sometimes you don't need words, just hide your face in the crook of his neck, breathe in his scent and know that you are safe. A touch says a thousand words and she has proven it to you.

One love, two mouths One love, one house Just us, you find out

He has a habit of nuzzling your neck, he likes to see you shiver from his touch, sharing only a long game of glances. A strong and intense connection. She is not a girl of many words, she loves you and will show you in every possible way.

And if I may just take your breath away I don't mind if there's not much to say

When you are together, regardless of whether there are other people around you, all that goes into the background, she will hold your hand with pride and teach the world to see you the way she sees you, like the most beautiful star in the sky.

The goosebumps start to raise The minute that my left hand meets your waist And then I watch your face

She feels nostalgic for the first beautiful moments shared, don't misunderstand her, she loves the present with you but she likes to travel from time to time at the beginning and admire how far you have come together.

Sometimes the silence guides our minds To move to a place so far away

Aurora

Dandelions - Ruth B.

She was extremely excited when he identified that what he felt for you was love, she walked from one place to another with a smile on his face. She had always read about how magical love was and experiencing it with you seemed like a dream to her.

'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine

She longs with all her soul to spend the rest of her life with you, to have a little house in the country and to live in a fairy tale forever. You are her special person, her world, her hope, hers everything. More than once you will catch her daydreaming about that beautiful future.

But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you But it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you

You're always nervous around her, she has too much energy and everyone basically adores her, like you're afraid that one day her feelings for you will just disappear. Every morning she will ask you if you want to be her partner, a cute and tender way to make you understand that every day she gets out of bed and her heart decides to continue loving you.

Maybe it's the way you say my name Maybe it's the way you play your game

Will she make true works of art for you, paint stars on your ceiling, embroider small details on your clothes, ¿did you see something in a store that interested you? It will appear in your room the next day. She is not a superstitious girl but she knows how fragile and ephemeral the nature of dreams and the desires of the heart is, she wants to give you everything it desires so that when she looks into your eyes she sees the living spark of dreams come true.

When you're looking at me I've never felt so happy

His feelings are a clear example of purity and innocence, he is dying of excitement to recreate each of the cheesiest scenes from romance movies with you. He cannot understand jealousy, he runs away from it and will need your kisses and your loving gaze to calm down.

I think that you are the one for me 'Cause it gets so hard to breathe When you're looking at me

She looks at you and knows that you are HIS person, unique and incomparable, perhaps destiny she is grateful that you came into his life and he does not plan to lose you, like a shooting star that does not pass twice.

And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine

When distance separates them due to the band's tours, she longs more than ever to be with you, there wouldn't be a night without making video calls almost until dawn. She knows that when she is with you she is free, free from the Ministry, free from his duty to the band, she is simply complete when she is with you.

I've never felt so alive and free

His dreams have come true, she has the deep and true love she always wanted, she will wake up every morning to look into your eyes and smile and know that his deepest desire is real, tangible and completely his.

And I see forever in your eyes I feel okay when I see you smile, smile

Cirrus

I Was Made For Lovin' You - KISS

You have liked her for a long time, you tried to declare yourself several times but you were very shy so she had to take the initiative, it was a direct declaration full of love and desire.

Tonight I wanna give it all to you

Free time is something that Cirrus doesn't have as often as she wants, so when the night comes and she's finally free, she'll sneak into your room to completely surrender to your arms in the privacy of the night.

We're going to make it all come true

Both of you are predestined to love each other, in some other life she knows that he must have done something very well to deserve you in this life one again.

I wanna lay it at your feet 'Cause, girl, I was made for you

Everything suggested itself organically little by little to end up forming a healthy and symbiotic relationship. They are not together all day, she understands that you may need your space but she will always keep his eyes on you, even if you don't know it. It's his little secret.

And I can't get enough of you, baby Can you get enough of me?

It not only talks about physical love, but also about a deep emotional connection, it knows what you feel even before you know it, it will give you your space if you are upset, it will hug you when you cry and kiss every part of your body to let you know that in his eyes you are the real figure of a goddess and he will not hesitate to fulfill all your wishes.

I wanna see it in your eyes Feel the magic

She has secretly created songs just for you, like a hymn to the passionate love that runs through her veins since she has been with you, a girl who gives her all to make you touch the stars.

There's something that drives me wild

The connection is inescapable between the two, destined to be together or an excellent coincidence of life that finally came to pass.

I was made for loving you, baby You were made for loving me

[colemorrison]

Say Yes To Heaven

Ramattra x reader

He looked toward you, you always seemed to notice the minute he looked at you because you turned toward him with a smile, it made his wires feel all tingly. Pathetic he would have thought, until he realised he loved you, now if he could he’d smile at your every move and give you everything he could produce. His hands curled around the table as he watched you, he’d never admit it but he had realised he was captivated by you and everything you were.

If you dance, I'll dance

And if you don't, I'll dance anyway

The omnic hated to admit it but even if he never told you how he felt and he kept it to himself like a childish middle schooler he’d keep going. Keep functioning as normal, keep being as normal, he looked at you, internally smiling. He always found you to be the prettiest human he had come across, you changed the way he saw humans, before he hated them, wanted them all to fall but you.. You made all of them seem like they were maybe okay, maybe not all against the omnics.

Give peace a chance

Let the fear you have fall away

He needed to let his fear of humans die, he needed to let himself be free of all the hatred he had buried, let peace take its toll but leave enough for Ramattra to calm down. He couldn't technically day dream but as he let his mind wander he could see it, sitting in bed with you and finally finding some sense of peace in the world. You could show him your collection of favourite movies while he groaned at everyone yet secretly loved them all.

I've got my eye on you

I've got my eye on you

He watched you, no matter where you were, he had to keep you safe, he couldn't loose the one human that made him feel different about the world, DIE because HE didn't protect you. You were part of him, you made his omnic heart beat, you were the reason he didn't find comfort in human's insides. He didn't know it but you did the same thing, keeping track of the big scary omnic when he disappeared from his place, "I've got my eye on you."

Say yes to Heaven

Say yes to me

He never thought he'd understand the phrase "it's like heaven on earth," but maybe he had. If he could smile he would have, every time he looked at you, you were his own version of heaven on earth. "How about you allow me to treat you, I cannot eat but I would like to accompany you to dinner." You smiled completely oblivious to his feelings but you liked his company, he was someone you felt safe with, no matter who was around.

If you go, I'll stay

You come back, I'll be right here

He nodded and slid into the shadows, he felt hot, steam pooling out of his robotic bones, you scared him yet it was like a drug. Addicting. He breathed watching as you went back to your normal duties, you had mentioned wanting to travel, you didn't invite him, meaning he'd stay here waiting for you. If he didn't have to worry about rust any other means he'd sit, and wait for you.

You were his everything after all.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~he should make me suffer as he has.

[arosesstorm]

bts as lana del rey songs ୧ ‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶ

taehyung - young and beautiful <3

Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still love me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I know that you will.

jungkook - brooklyn baby <3

They say I'm too young to love you They say I'm too dumb to see They judge me like a picture book By the colors, like they forgot to read I think we're like fire and water I think we're like the wind and sea You're burnin' up, I'm coolin' down You're up, I'm down You're blind, I see

But I'm free, I'm free.

rm - love <3

You get ready, you get all dressed up To go nowhere in particular Back to work or the coffee shop Doesn't matter 'cause it's enough To be young and in love, ah, ah To be young and in love, ah, ah

hope - video games <3

I'm in his favourite sundress Watchin' me get undressed Take that body downtown

I say, "You the bestest" Lean in for a big kiss Put his favourite perfume on.

jin - yes to heaven <3

If you dance I'll dance And if you don't I'll dance anyway Give peace a chance Let the fear you have fall away

I've got my eye on you I've got my eye on you

Say yes to heaven Say yes to me.

yoongi - west coast <3

Down on the West Coast they got a sayin' "If you're not drinkin' then you're not playin'" But you've got the music, you've got the music In you, don't you?

jimin - happiness is a butterfly <3

If he's a serial killer, then what's the worst That could happen to a girl who's already hurt? I'm already hurt If he's as bad as they say, then I guess I'm cursed Looking into his eyes, I think he's already hurt He's already hurt.

↳ requests are open for suggesting ideas! &lt;3

© 2023 of Mia (arosesstorm). All Rights Reserved.

[jjsmaybank20]

What My World Spins Around

Wanda Maximoff x GN!Reader

Summary: You and Wanda are getting married. That's it. That's the whole fic.

Warnings: Alternate Timeline AU, marriage, just fluff

Word Count: 1.1k

A/N: Hope y'all enjoy it. It might be a little while before my next fic, I've got a lot on my plate.

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You know what you loved more than anything in the world. You loved the twilight in the morning before the day woke up, and being in a beach town with an ocean view, and playing your guitar when the stars came out next to a glowing campfire.

But as soon as you met Wanda Maximoff, all of that got put in the back seat of your mind. Wanda was all you could think about all the time, and you quickly fell in love with her. You began dating, and it was clear that the two of you were soulmates. Soon, you asked her to marry you, and she said yes.

Now, you were standing at the altar waiting for her to walk down the aisle. You turned to look at Natasha, who was officiating the ceremony. She smiled at you before shooting you a subtle thumbs up, making you nervously smile back. Suddenly, the ​​processional song begins to play, and you situate yourself so that your soon-to-be wife could stand in front of you.

As Wanda comes into sight, being walked down the aisle by Pietro, you begin to tear up. You weren’t normally the crying type, but this seemed like an appropriate time to stop holding back your feelings and building walls up. After all, this was the happiest day of your life. Pietro passed her off to you before moving to stand behind you, as he was your best man. You look Wanda over, wiping some of the tears from your eyes at how beautiful she looks. She grabs your face and wipes some of them away for you, making the guests awe. Natasha clears her throat good naturedly, beginning the ceremony.

“When Y/N and Wanda asked me to officiate this wedding, of course I said yes. The two of you are some of the best friends I have had. You’re my family. Now, I remember when the two of you got together. Y/N was a cocky outdoorist with an ego that rivaled Tony’s,” You playfully glared at her which made her laugh. “And Wanda, you were a shy girl with a heart of gold. No one would have guessed how perfect your relationship would be. But Wanda is the only person I have ever seen that has managed to make Y/N flustered and nervous. Now we know that they have the type of relationship that others strive for,” Both you and Wanda smile at her, and she grins back before clapping her hands. “So, I heard that the two of you have prepared your own vows?”

You nod, fumbling around in your suit pocket for the paper that held your vows. Natasha laughed, pointing at you and saying, “See? Nervous and flustered.” The guests laugh and you smile as you finally get the paper out. You clear your throat and try to collect yourself before you begin.

“Well, I finally get it now, when they say when you know, you know. And you, Wanda, you had me from that first hello. Nothing is better than our love, not even Heaven. and until I get there, I'll never get enough of the way that it feels when you lean in and kiss me, the way that you dance when you get a little tipsy. I used to think there was nothing I could love more than the things I did in life, but man, did you blow that out of the water. I love that look in your eye when you catch me staring. I don't even know what it is but now that I found it, I can't imagine myself living without this. Spending every day with you, watching you watch the sun going down, that's what my world spins around.”

As you finish, you wipe the tears out of your eyes once again. Wanda lets out a shaky sigh, and you can hear someone who sounds an awful lot like Scott sobbing in the audience. You glance towards your soon-to-be wife, who is giving you the most loving look you have ever seen. She pulls out her vows, before letting out a teary laugh.

“Whoo, I don’t know how I can top that. You’ve always had a way with words, babe. So I guess what I’ll say is, when I first saw you, you tripped on your face in front of me before popping up and trying to shake my hand while saying you were the Avengers. That’s when I knew that I loved you. I mean, even Pietro knew that we’re soulmates. This is it. This is that great love that only gets seen in movies. I can’t wait to be your wife.”

You grin at her before the two of you look down the aisle at Nathaniel bringing the rings to you. You grab them before kneeling down and pulling him into a hug and sending him over to Clint and Laura.

Natasha wipes away her own tears as subtly as she can before she starts the ring exchange.

“Do you, Y/N, take this Wanda to be your lawfully wedded partner, to live together in matrimony, to love her, comfort her, honor and keep her, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?” You nod your head and slide the ring onto Wanda’s finger. “I do.”

“Do you, Wanda, take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded partner, to live together in matrimony, to love them, comfort them, honor and keep them, in sickness and in health, in sorrow and in joy, to have and to hold, from this day forward, as long as you both shall live?” Wanda grabs your hand and slides your ring onto your finger. “I do.”

Natasha grins at the two of you excitedly, stating, “Well now, by the power vested in me by the state of New York and the internet this morning, I pronounce you married! Y/N, you may kiss the bride.” You waste no time in dipping Wanda back, kissing her passionately.

The guests cheered and then music began to play. The guests made their way to the reception hall, where dinner would be served soon. You and Wanda move towards a more private area so that you can spend your first moments as a married couple alone.

Wanda smiles up at you, and you lean in to press another sweet kiss to her lips. “We did it. We’re actually married.” You grin at her before lifting her up, her wedding dress bunched up in your arms. “I’m so happy. You look so fucking beautiful. We’re married! You’re my wife! This is so unreal.”

Wanda giggles as you spin her around, her hands fitting nicely on the lapels of your suit. “Quite the contrary, love. This is real.” You look down at your now wife with nothing but love in your eyes, looking forward to spending the rest of your life with her.

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I have made another, hopefully, lyrically accurate Twisted Wonderland playlist, this time to cure the heartache Chapter 7 has caused me.

Listen to it here

╰┈➤ 1. trustfall • nicole milik

picture a place where it all doesn't hurt, where everything's safe and it doesn't get worse...oh my...we see through bloodshot eyes; picture a place, somewhere else far away, where you know what they mean and they mean what they say to us and would that be enough? [...] close your eyes and leave it all behind, go where love is on our side, it's a trust fall

╰┈➤ 2. dust to dust • the civil wars

you've held your head up; you've fought the fight. you bear the scars and you've done your time. listen to me, you've been lonely too long. let me in the walls you've built around; we can light a match and burn them down; let me hold your hand and dance 'round and 'round the flames in front of us...dust to dust

╰┈➤ 3. forgive me friend • smith & thell

i promised you that we would never change; that you and me would always stay the same....how i let you down....and I guess that we don't mean to be falling apart, but you will always have a special place in my heart; i never wanted this to end; can you forgive me, friend?

╰┈➤ 4. rescue • lauren daigle

i hear the whisper underneath your breath; i hear you whisper, you have nothing left...i will send out an army to find you in the middle of the darkest night; it's true, I will rescue you; I will never stop marching to reach you

╰┈➤ 5. walk with me • the hound + the fox

i'm okay as i could be and i'm afraid as i should be; but i keep moving because i can, hardly...and i am choosing all i am. they say what goes away just might come back...but i don't want that. walk with me.

╰┈➤ 6. all will be well • the gabe dixon band

the new day dawns and I am practicing my purpose once again; it is fresh and it is fruitful if I win but if I lose...oh, I don′t know; i'll be tired but I will turn and I will go, only guessing till I get there then I′ll know [...] all will be well; even after all the promises you've broken to yourself; all will be well, you can ask me how but only time will tell

╰┈➤ 7. ooh child • milck

some day we'll get it together and we'll get it all done, some day when your head is much lighter; some day we'll walk in the rays of a beautiful sun, someday when the world is much brighter; ooh child, things are gonna get easier

╰┈➤ 8. my heart is buried in venice • ricky montgomery

come rest your bones next to me and toss all your thoughts to the sea, i'll pull up each of our anchors so we can get lost, you and me; my heart is buried in venice, hidden beneath all my worries and doubts; my heart is buried in venice, waiting for someone to take it home

╰┈➤ 9. yes to heaven • lana del ray

if you go I'll stay; you come back I'll be right here like a barge at sea; in the storm I stay clear 'cause i've got my mind on you...i've got my mind on you; say yes to heaven, say yes to me

╰┈➤ 10. call the nightingale • vian izak

there is heartache on your lips and your heart's a foreign house and your soul is full of rips; but don't be scared of the dark, it's been less bite and more bark; don't be scared of the end, life always begins again with the songs of nightingales

[delqcate]

yes to heaven.

credits to gif owner

in which c rises from the dead to write a fic based on yes to heaven by lana del rey

warnings: terrible writing, i think that's about it :')

paring: d.m. and y.n.

a/n: jesus christ this fic is terrible and all over the place, I apologize in advance

if you dance I'll dance

and if you don't I'll dance anyway

yule ball, 1994.

THE YULE BALL was a magical moment for not just students but professors alike. the great hall was being prepared, adorned with tables that served drinks and snow falling from the enchanted sky, all while students get ready for this magical event. dorms filled with chatter and excitement, some filled with worry and fear.

as the champions of the triwizard tournament start to dance, a few students accompany them. some students just stand and watch as different colors fill the blue like room with color. one of those students are y/n l/n. a student leaned against the wall wearing a red dress with a not-so-small crush on slytherin prince himself, draco malfoy.

she's always trying to catch his attention, whether it's her gaze focused on him instead of the path infront of her or when she shares the same classes as him and tries to show off a little. so when she sees students walking up to dance, she looks for a familiar blonde haired, blue eyed slytherin to see if he would dance with his date.

she waits, and waits, until she realizes he isn't going to dance. "maybe he's just not in the mood right now." she thinks. a few more minutes pass by and she glances at him, seeing his gaze focused on everyone dancing. something dings inside her head, like a lightbulb switching on. she gets up and grabs her date as she walks to the dance floor with everyone else, trying to perfect this dance everyone had to perfect as well.

she looks over at draco with a shy smile to see if he's looking, but alas, he's more focused on everything else but her. she shrugs it off and decides to just enjoy her night, spending time with her date and making amazing memories with friends.

i've got my eye on you

say yes to heaven

say yes to me

snow day, 1993

HOGSMEADE IS A small little village close by hogwarts where students above second year were able to visit anytime after classes. y/n smiles as her, hermione, and ron all walk to hogsmeade without the familiar scar head with them since his aunt and uncle apparently wouldn't sign his permission slip. something about blowing his uncle's sister up into a balloon? she wasn't exactly sure but that was all forgotten as soon as she'd notice the building up ahead.

" is that..the shrieking shack? " y/n asks.

" yes, apparently it's the most haunted place in britain. do you guys want to get a closer look? " hermione looks at both her friends. " n- no thanks, i'm alright here. " ron replies with accompanied with a nod from y/n. before anything else could be said between them a familiar voice could be heard that made her blush more than the cold made her.

" well, well, look who's here. you two shopping for your new dream home? big grand view isn't weasel-bee? don't your family sleep in umm..one room? " draco says with a cocky smirk. " shut your mouth, malfoy. " ron says, trying to stand up for himself. draco glances beside ron and sees y/n. he chuckles slightly, " l/n. didn't see you there. " y/n looks up with slight wide eyes, draco keeps talking with ron and hermione but all she could think about was him saying her last name.

' he knows who i am. he knows i exist. '

she just wanted to jump at him, to hug him, to at least try to actually talk with him. to be his heaven. but all her thoughts were disturbed by a snowball fight emerging infront of her, watching as crabbe's pants get pulled down and draco being dragged away. she giggles quietly as she watches him run away, looking to her side she sees her friends laughing now with harry. but the thought of malfoy would never leave her.

cause i've got my mind on you

i've got my mind on you

the day after the yule ball, 1994

HE WAS MADLY in love with her.

he didn't know where it came from, like a spell has been casted upon him. but he fell for her so hard not even cornish pixies could lift him up. everyday, from the morning he woke up to the moment he slipped under his green silk sheets in the cold dungeons, she wouldn't leave his mind.

if you dance i'll dance

i'll put my red dress on again

sixth year, 1996

MUSIC WAS SOFTLY playing through out the astronomy tower, cold wind blowing in the sky. red mixed with black. but that wasn't bothering y/n and draco as they danced the night away, staring into eachothers eyes filled with love.

draco leaned down to whisper in y/n's ear, " you alright love? " y/n nodded softly, whispering a soft 'yes' back to him. they kept staring into eachothers eyes, both slowly leaning in for a soft, gentle kiss.

it was almost like it wasn't real . . .

i've got my mind on you

i've got my mind on you...

reality, 2023

Y/N WOKE UP, taking in her surroundings. she was back in her room, her blanket a mess, her shifting script under her pillow, her phone still playing subliminals.

'i shifted' she thought, but it didn't feel right to her. she shifted again and she should have felt happy, overwhelmed with joy, and she did, but all she felt was sadness. sadness over the fact that this was her only way of escaping her terrible reality, her stressful life. a few hours of peace with her comfort characters all gone just like that.

her alarm rang, it was time to face reality.

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