#otp: my mind to yours

[des-no9]

when your teeny Tief gf makes sure your order of brains is correct. fresh, NOT pickled thank u very much only the best for her Emperor

[mischievous-thunder]

Deadpool and his Wolverine and their omnipresence

[lunarharp]

more phoenix wright situations

[dylanlila]

i am buzzing with unrestrained excitement as i am typing this (my hands are shakingggg) and this is definitely my inner medical student speaking, but i can't stop thinking about the physicality of l'amica geniale characters and how elena and lila keep searching for each other in their boyfriends... elena finds herself attracted to the barely contained restlessness and inherent androgynous qualities (in a physical sense in this context, but it goes beyond that too) of lila, nino and franco mari... all three of them possess this air of crossing the boundaries of their own physical selves and elena obviously finds this attractive because she is a girl who exists as a personification of a room. rooms are where she writes, rooms are her prison, rooms are her home.

and then for lila. there is elena who constantly worries about morphing into her mother physically and inheriting her limp and then there is enzo who is described as compact energy in this almost building like way and... lila as a personification of the sea (the sea is her prison and the sea is her home), as someone who endlessly worries about being eaten by her own chaos, finds herself drawn to these two people who are kind of like countries when you see them on a map. not blurry and indefinable and restless like herself, but solid and present.

people as houses or rooms (lila's brand of attraction) + people as cities or the natural world (elena's brand of attraction)............ and this geographical/architectural component of their relationships feels sooooooo significant in a story like this one where towns and feelings can't help but fade into each other and become one.

[guinevereslancelot]

babe would you still love me if we were superheroes and you were in danger and i went absolutely bonkers and crossed every moral boundary imaginable to protect you at literally any cost?

[leviiackrman]

SIMS 4 OC BUILDS: Sunset Cosy Cabin

Up next we have my girl Margot’s retirement cabin deep in the woods; living with her hubby, daughter and fur baby! A small home but perfect for this trauma bonded couple and their recovery life together!

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[brittanias]

you are loved by so many, and so much. and by no one more than me.

i tried to get these done for their anniversary, but that just did not happen!!! this is the first in a 3 portrait series of river and the doctor 💖 my eventual goal is to turn these into incredibly intricate enamel pins, but for now they’re just lil art pieces! next up: ten and river!

edit: this is now available as a sticker in my shop!

[3lectro-heart]

Had to draw that one tweet

[welcometothewoes]

This prompt has a 50% chance of fitting your ship.

"Okay, sooo..." A grasps B's hand. "My folks may or may not have caught on that I'm seeing someone and now they won't leave me alone. They keep asking about you, and how we met, and when and where they can meet you..."

"Already?" B raises both of their eyebrows.

"Yeah, that's..." A looks down, seeming a little dejected. "... that's my folks for you. We can wait a little more if you'd like, but I thought - hey, now's the time to tell you a couple of things beforehand."

"Okaaaay..." B shifts in their seat.

"They're very direct, and I was wondering how to tone them down a bit, so I thought - what if..." A points at B with a playful glint in their eyes, free hand forming a finger gun. "... we introduce our folks to one another simultaneously."

B doesn't budge much, only bothering to rub the back of their neck apprehensively.

A's smille falls gradually, resignation settling in their eyes once again.

"Or not. We could take it slow."

"Listen, A, I, uh..." B avoids their partner's eyes. "I haven't told you this before, because, uh... well, I'll be abrupt. There's nobody for you to meet."

"Oh..." The sudden realization almost knocks the air out of A's lungs. "N-noone?"

In hindsight, it's not surprising, really. The little tidbids that B had shared about their childhood didn't really reveal much about their upbringing - but A can't help but infer that it wasn't a story of security and comfort in the first place.

A doesn't even realize they're squeezing B's hand a little tighter, rubbing the cold back of their palm with their thumb.

"No." B can tell that they've piqued A's curiosity now, but the last thing they want to do is completely ruin the mood. "So uh, yeah, no idea when it's the right time to, uh, meet your parents, to be honest."

The gust of wind that makes the nearby window slam against its frame is still not enough to break the silence - not until A softens their gaze and leans forward, tenderness lacing their voice like a string of fairy lights.

"Whenever you're ready."

[des-no9]

Hello decided to write the journey of my Tav falling in love with The Emperor with (many) problems along the way. I’m weaving in her DnD backstory into her BG3 one so, hope you enjoy.

Lots of horny Guardian and Emps anyway, no matter what :3

I’d love your thoughts if you read thank you xxxx

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Baldur's Gate (Video Games) Rating: Mature (so far) Relationships: The Emperor/Tav (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel/Tav (Baldur's Gate) Characters: Tav (Baldur's Gate), The Emperor (Baldur's Gate), Lae'zel (Baldur's Gate) Additional Tags: Possessive Behavior, Longing, Amnesia, Morally Grey Tav, Tiefling Tav (Baldur's Gate), Sexual Tension, Implied Sexual Content, there will be explicit sexual content in future chaps lol, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Alcohol, Drug Use, Warlock Tav (Baldur's Gate) Summary:

Just another voice, power, presence in her head - just another day for Vanquish.

She has been alone for so long, it feels, except in her head. The whispers and wants of her Patron a melody that never stops never sleeps. Until someone else, is there. Until someone else stands front and centre and starts to make everything she understood, unravel.

Sometimes she even forgets that there's a parasite in her head, when there's a knot in her heart unraveling, secrets smearing, spilling, bearing things she knew - and did not - left behind.

[nobleriver]

I think…I’m going to cry.

I’m reading The Ruby’s Curse by Alex Kingston.

And River says: I don’t have a home. I just have places where I live.

Me: Oh. Oh…

But later, in a moment of crisis, she circles back to this thought, and her and 13’s minds link for just a moment.

And River realizes: My home was not a place, but a person.

Me:

[youmearepeaches]

I have 4 levels of OTP ...

[dylanlila]

ALSO THE FOCUS ON THE HANDS IN THE SHOWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! it's so important for this story overall, but... they come from a place where you can only count on your own two hands in order to survive... lila's shoe drawings, lila making the infamous shoes with rino (which is why stefano's comment about "(lila's) little girl hands working" feels insulting from him who inherited everything from his father), enzo gifting lila the fruit his family worked hard to be able to sell (the point i am about to make is LARGELY why this moment is so significant to lila), pasquale the bricklayer, enzo getting his diploma all on his own, elena's writing, elena getting out of the neighbourhood, publishing books... for the girls to constantly express their love through either hand-holding or hand-kissing means more than simply acknowledging the other as a person, but it's also about acknowledging all the history that's woven into their existence, a topic that is so haunting and ever-present throughout the story. it's saying i value every sacrifice that was made either by your ancestors or you yourself in order for you to stand here with me. it's saying i know where you come from and i love you for it. it's not just loving a person, it's loving entire cities, entire worlds, so many lives that came before and that will come. and much like the scar lila has from when enzo threw a rock at her when they were kids or their whole diagram of the door opening thing, this act of hand-holding exists in contrast to what elena says about them becoming their parents and their bodies turning into their fathers' bodies and it challenges the central idea of dissolving boundaries. because it's an act of lingering on in spite of time while simultaneously painting history in a good light for once. it's enough of a change to encourage hope, but not too much to be overwhelming... oh god i am crying now

[morganaseren]

The Bodyguard AU 😌

((Your love for Tevos is showing again, friend. 😏 I gotchu though! I think you wanted three prompts from this if I recall correctly, so I hope you like these!))

Pairing: Rajhi Shepard/Councilor Tevos

Rating: General

AU: Wanna Be On Your Mind (formerly titled the Bodyguard AU)

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"Who the fuck taught Sparatus how to do air quotes?!" Shepard crossed her arms with a scowl. "I swear, I'm going to break his fingers if he does that to me again!"

Tevos didn't even bother to look up from where she was perusing through various documents on her desk. "Please don't," she deadpanned even though she was all too aware her request was likely to be ignored with as incensed as the human woman currently was. Her point was further proven when Shepard continued on her with tirade without so much as missing a beat.

"Was it his secretary?! I bet it was his secretary!" Shepard began pacing along the length of her office--agitation evident in every movement--while voicing her thoughts aloud. "I see the way he leers at her!"

"Shepard--"

"'Interest in strengthening alliances with the newest members of the galactic community' my ass! They're fucking, Tevos! I just know it! I'd bet my entire salary on it!"

Tevos gave a long-suffering sigh as she pressed her fingers against her temples. "Considering I'm currently paying for your salary, one would think you would act with a bit of decorum."

"Look, outside of your office, I will act as damn professional as you want me to be. There's a reason why I had Miranda put that 'satisfaction guaranteed with services' clause in the contract with our clients." The woman pointed down repeatedly at the floor. "When we're alone though? I want the option to at least vent. If not, that's fine. I can always have Kaidan or Jacob stand in for me if you'd like."

It was likely the wiser option, Tevos knew.

She had met both men often enough to know they were utterly consummate in the duties expected of them. Tevos had employed enough bodyguards in her lifetime to know that they more than met the standards of such an intense industry. Still, there was something... refreshing about Shepard's personality in particular--one that was a powerful and bold as the former Special Ops commander of the Alliance.

And for as wild and spirited as Shepard could be, Tevos could admit the woman would never intentionally jeopardize her position as the asari councilor. Shepard was always the epitome of professional competence even among the most high-profile members in the galaxy.

Her connection to those very same individuals aside, she was everything one could ask for in a bodyguard.

Even Tevos could admit that.

Surely, she could forgive a few eccentricities in these private moments if it meant retaining the part of their relationship that she had come to appreciate. She tilted her head as she turned to consider Shepard more thoughtfully then. She couldn't help the soft smile that danced upon her lips.

"That won't be necess--"

"Councilor?"

Both she and Shepard turned to stare at the intercom at her desk. Tevos immediately recognized the voice of her secretary. She leaned forward to tap at the haptic interface.

"Yes, Esila?"

"The turian councilor is here to see you. He mentioned wanting to discuss some of the upcoming proposals for the Council." There was a pause. "Oh, and it seems he's bringing along his secretary. Would you like me to update the lunch order from your favorite restaurant?"

Tevos didn't at all miss the way Shepard immediately perked up with great interest at the mention of Sparatus' secretary accompanying him.

A dog with the proverbial bone as it were if she were to borrow the human idiom...

"That would be lovely, Esila. You can send them both in. Please do tell me when lunch is delivered."

"Of course."

Tevos ensured she had the intercom turned off before she turned to Shepard with a pointed stare. The woman responded by giving her the most winsome smile, but Tevos knew not to fall for it. "And you... behave."

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"Miss Lawson's calm conduct in all matters is highly regarded by my colleagues."

"Oh, Miranda?" Shepard chuckled as she wandered over to her desk with their lunch. "Yeah, she's probably one of the smartest people I know. She's got a doctorate or two in fields that I probably couldn't even begin to understand. Don't ask me how she managed to do that between the type of work we do. I just chalk it up to being a Miranda thing at this point." She grinned. "I'm sure the Alliance Admiralty Board is still frothing at the mouth that I managed to steal her away from them when I left. Sorry about the wait with the food by the way. You wouldn't believe how long the line was for these."

Tevos was pleased when Shepard was mindful of placing coasters beneath their respective drinks. Tevos wasn't fond of the marks that were often left behind on the glass surface due to condensation. As she gazed down at the colorful beverages, she realized that the woman had ventured out to one of the Asian restaurants that recently received a boom in popularity thanks to having the asari councilor's personal bodyguard as a frequent visitor.

The drinks were something of a new, but well-appreciated, novelty on the Presidium for the small spheres nestled at the bottom of the cup. They were either made using traditional tapioca, which Shepard preferred because of the chew, or Tevos' favorite of the tropical fruit-filled balls that popped almost instantly on meeting her tongue.

"No need to concern yourself," she answered, smiling gratefully when Shepard handed her an oblong-shaped sandwich. She could smell the sweet, grilled meat almost instantly. Despite her focus toward finishing her remaining work, she couldn't help the way her mouth watered, reminding her she hadn't eaten since early that morning. "Did she hold a similar position to yours when she was in the Alliance?" Tevos wouldn't have been surprised if she had.

"No actually." Shepard wasted little time into tucking into her banh mi. Apparently, the woman's hunger had been greater than her own, for Tevos couldn't help but raise her tattooed brows at the large bite that had been taken. Shepard hummed appreciatively at the taste, finishing chewing before continuing with, "She held the same Lieutenant rank Kaidan had before we left. I honestly thought she'd make Captain before he and I ever did, but if you were to ask Miranda, she'd say something along the lines of her being tired of the bureaucracy."

"Hm. I'm sure with her resume she could have gone anywhere she desired."

"That's what I told her!" Shepard laughed. "I guess for her, working private security wasn't too far different from what we used to do." She shrugged. "The pay's better at least, considering the type of clientele we have. I don't think she's going to complain about being able to pay for the entirety of her sister's university funds without even having to bat an eye." The woman picked up her drink then--a coffee variant from what Tevos could tell of the color--to sample it and the tapioca balls, chewing carefully on the latter. "I appreciate that she was even willing to follow me on this little venture. It was admittedly a bit of a gamble when we first left the Alliance."

"I'm sure anyone would be lucky to have a second-in-command as level-headed and skilled as Miss Lawson."

"Oh, definitely. I'd probably forget that my head was on my shoulders half the time if it weren't for her. She's better at the business side of things than I am. Honestly, she has the patience of a saint, which says a lot, considering Jack and I normally--"

"Shepard!"

And Tevos blinked when Shepard jerked in place at the call of her name by the very woman they'd been discussing. From the volume, Tevos wagered that Miss Lawson was somewhere outside her office.

"Shepard! Why the bloody hell did Kasumi find surveillance footage of you and Officer Vakarian shooting drink canisters off the highest point of the Presidium?!"

"Oh, goddamn Kasumi and her hacking abilities..." Shepard muttered balefully. Still, she wasted little time in gathering her half of her lunch in her hands before throwing a grin Tevos' way. "Uh, I'll text Ash and tell her to take over guard duty for me for the next few hours. I should hopefully see you again during dinner if--"

"Shepard!"

The woman's smile only widened at the shout even if Tevos could see how those golden-colored eyes tightened at their corners with sudden nervousness.

"Excuse me. I have to go hide now."

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"Whoa, what? Wait, wait, wait! You can't just leave me here with them!" she whispered frantically.

"Shepard, I haven't visited Thessia for the better part of a decade. I'm expected to at least talk to some of the politicians here during my stay. Surely, you can manage a half hour on your own while I do so."

In response, the woman inhaled deeply before placing both of her palms together, reminiscent of a prayer position. Then, she slowly raised her hands up to press the sides of her index fingers against her own lips.

"Tevos, I really don't think you realize just how repressed some of your colleagues are..." she murmured, dark brows raising as she widened her eyes pointedly.

Tevos sighed even as she was unable to stop the wave of fondness that washed over her amidst her exasperation. "Shepard..."

"They are!" she countered in a harsh whisper before flickering her gaze over Tevos' head inconspicuously.

Well, as inconspicuously as she could anyway.

The human stood head and shoulders above most of the asari in attendance.

"Look, remember how long it took for the people on the Presidium to get over their fascination with me when I first took this job? There's a reason why I didn't bother wearing a sari to this thing. I learned from last time! Everyone kept wanting to touch my arms!"

Tevos blinked before turning to eye her bodyguard's current attire. While she had been curious about the change, she hadn't bothered to question the reasons as to why. Shepard certainly didn't do the dark, three-piece suit a disservice. Still, while it was remarkably well-tailored, it did nothing to hide Shepard's impressive physique.

Considering the asari were a communal species, it wasn't odd for them to be rather casual around one another, but such conduct was typically reserved between close friends and family members. While she knew some of the maidens upon the Presidium could be forward with their curiosity, she had assumed her colleagues would have shown the proper level of etiquette to a foreign visitor in their midst--even for someone as unique as Shepard.

That apparently hadn't been the cause.

Tevos would be in Armali for the next month or so on business. Perhaps she could forego work for at least one night, especially since Shepard seemed so uncomfortable.

...She did, however, make a mental note to watch whomever had caused her bodyguard such discomfort.

Tevos held her hand out then in request for Shepard's own. "Would you dance with me?"

Shepard blinked, taken aback by the request, especially since it wasn't part of their typical routine. "Um, sure. If you really want to."

"Well, it serves two purposes," she admitted with a laugh even as Shepard took the lead. For someone as large and imposing as her, she was remarkably light on her feet. "You wouldn't be left on your own, and it would be easier to dance our way toward the exit than manage through the crowd here. I can announce our farewells, and we can depart for the rest of the evening."

"Oh? Oh!" Shepard grinned then. "That's pretty smart of you."

Tevos huffed out a small laugh. "I do try although I'm sure my mother might be somewhat disappointed that I'm not making more contacts tonight."

"I doubt it. Matriarch Osiria's been more interested in what you get up to during your day to day schedule than anything business-related."

Tevos' brows furrowed at the claim. "I... didn't realize you had become that familiar with one another."

"Oh, well you know that I like waking up early. She's normally down in the kitchen when I make my protein shake, and she likes talking with me."

"About what exactly?"

"Random things honestly although we had a pretty interesting talk this morning."

"Oh?" Tevos could feel a certain sense of wariness settling over her. "Should I be concerned with this topic of conversation? Do I even wish to know what you spoke to her about?"

"Well..." Her gaze turned toward the high domed ceiling in thought. "I'm not entirely sure if my translator glitched out when she asked, but she seemed interested in my pedigree?" She shrugged. "And then she went on to ask about when you would be giving her grandchildren,” she answered, snickering, especially when Tevos stiffened in her arms, almost missing a step. “She mentioned something along the lines of waiting centuries and there still not being a single toddler in sight. Although honestly? I think she only added that last bit to earn some sympathy from me. Apparently, my being around you all the time makes her assume I have better insight into your love life.”

[supermarine-silvally]

Yara & Ace plz

💖

tysm for the prompt!! Apologies that it took awhile to complete, but here you go!! Hope you enjoy! <3

it's, uhh... slightly nsfw-ish?? mostly implied than anything

💖 rough kiss / hot and heavy / making out

It was over.

The enemy’s ship lay in ruins, bits of wood and canvas floating dead in the water; the remnants of the captured crew escorted onto lifeboats with their hands resting on their heads. From the sullen looks on their faces, they had learned their lesson about attempting to encroach on the Whitebeard Pirates’ territory. 

Yara’s fingers dug into the rope ladder as she climbed up the side of the Moby Dick, anxiety twisting in her stomach. 

“Yara, go!!”

“What are you doing?!” she shouted, panic laced in her voice as Ace leapt in between her and the enemy captain. “We need to get back to the ship and regroup!”

“I’ll cover your escape!” he insisted, flames leaping off his skin. 

“Ace, wait--”

“Flame Fence!!”

A massive wall of fire shot up between them. Ace turned his head, gazing back at her between the flickering flames. “Go, love. I’ve got this.”

She pulled herself up onto the main deck, heart thudding in her chest. All she’d seen since leaving the island that had served as the battleground was a trail of smoke; neither hide nor hair remaining of Ace or his opponent. He was incredibly strong; she never doubted that for a second. Whitebeard hadn’t made him Second Division Commander while barely out of his rookie year for no reason. Yet still…

Her anxiousness only grew as she scanned around the deck. The enemy pirates were all gathered in the open space in front of Whitebeard’s chair. As per Whitebeard’s orders, their hands weren’t bound, but they were under the careful surveillance of Marco and Jozu. They seemed to know it too; grumbling to themselves but keeping their heads down. 

Yara used her Devil Fruit powers to pass through the crowd of people gathered on the deck, drifting through their bodies with ease. Most of the Whitebeard Pirates didn’t bother looking over at her, both familiar with her abilities and too tired to care. She continued to glance around, trying to keep her pulse from racing out of control in her worry. 

Then she saw it. A flash of orange, just beside the main mast. Her heart leapt, recognizing the unmistakable hat. “Ace!!”

“Hm?” His head whipped over in her direction at the sound of his name. He immediately perked up, a wide grin stretching across his freckled cheeks. “Yara!!”

Scrambling to his feet, he bolted towards her, pushing aside anyone in his path. Yara squeaked as Ace lifted her up with a laugh and twirled her around, keeping his arms firmly locked around her. As her feet hit the ground once more, he went in for the kiss, but she placed a hand over his lips. 

“Why didn’t you run?” she whispered.

Ace blinked, surprised at first, but then he reached for her hand with a smile. “Because in that moment, you were behind me, sweetheart. Running would’ve put you in danger, and you know I could never do that.”

Yara swallowed, trying to suppress the hot lump that rose in her throat. “You could have died, Ace.”

His eyes widened, noticing her pained expression. “Hey, hey…” he murmured, bringing her hand to his lips. “It’s okay. I’m here, baby. I’m here.” He kissed her knuckles, then her wrist, lips pressing against her racing pulse. “Nothing’s going to happen to me, I promise.”

She collapsed into his arms, resting her cheek on his shoulder. “You really need to stop scaring me like that. One of these days, you’re going to run into an opponent you won’t be so lucky against.”

“...Heh. Can’t help it if I feel like luck’s on my side.” He grinned. “After all, I managed to get with you, didn’t I?”

“Idiot,” she mumbled, pressing a kiss to the crook of his neck. “Those aren’t the same things at all.”

Chuckling, he slid a finger under her chin, lifting her head up. Without a moment’s further hesitation, he leaned in, meeting her lips with a contented hum. Yara’s eyes fluttered shut, feeling his lips part ever so slightly, his tongue easing its way into her mouth.

“Mm.” Ace pulled away, breaking the kiss with a faint pop! “Bedroom?”

She nodded, taking his hand and allowing him to lead her towards the division commanders’ quarters. 

They were back on each other as soon as he kicked the door shut, pants and breathy moans filling the small space. Her arms were around his shoulders, his hands planted firmly on her hips. Ace took the lead, carefully moving her towards the queen-sized bed that sat in the corner of the room. Yara allowed herself to collapse onto it, resting her head on a pillow.

There was a feral glint in Ace’s dark brown eyes as he removed his hat, placing it to hang off the bedpost before crawling on top of her, his arms caging her beneath him. He nudged Yara’s legs further apart with his knee, pressing himself closer to her, fingers tangling in her hair as he cupped the side of her face. Their lips met in a series of flurried actions, desperate to drink each other in. Panting, he pulled away briefly before trailing kisses from her chin down her throat.

A pleasured gasp left Yara’s lips as he nipped at the sensitive spot on the crook of her neck. Her fingernails dug into his back, legs wrapping tightly around him. Ace’s hips bucked towards her, his desire for her evident as he recaptured her mouth with his. Her hands found their way to his hair, burying her fingers in his raven locks, massaging his scalp. His teeth gently tugged at her bottom lip, and she let out a moan in response.

“Careful, sweetheart,” he murmured, breath hot against her face. “You keep making sounds like that and I won’t be able to hold back.”

The corners of her lips twitched into a smirk as she met his gaze with a determined one of her own. “And if I don’t want you to?”

“I’ll devour you.”

“Then devour me, Portgas.”

A low noise rumbled from Ace’s throat, almost like a growl. His pupils had dilated as he pushed the hem of her dress up past her waist before diving back at her lips like a man starved. One hand trailed along her thigh, a low heat from his Devil Fruit powers emanating off of it.

“Ah!” Yara gasped, her shoulder blades digging into the sheets as she arched her back, a jolt of pleasure shooting through her at the feeling of his warm fingers caressing her so tenderly.

“You like that, huh, Hellcat?” Ace breathed, coaxing her through her ecstasy. “My pretty girl. My pretty, pretty girl. ‘M so lucky.”

A high-pitched whine escaped Yara as heat pooled in her stomach. “Need you, Ace! Need--”

Knock knock!

“Hey, Ace! Yara!” Thatch called out from the other side of the door. “Pops wants you both on deck, so put your clothes back on.”

Ace let out a groan. “Oh, gimme a break.”

Yara couldn’t help but chuckle as Ace pushed himself off of her, grumbling something about burning a hole straight through the Fourth Division Commander’s favourite pair of pants next time he was on laundry duty. She shifted around, pulling her dress back over her hips as she rose to a seated position. Lifting Ace’s hat from the bedpost, she placed it onto his head. “There you are, Commander Ace. All fit for duty.”

As their eyes met, his annoyance at Thatch seemed to melt away. “Thanks. Now c’mon. You know I can’t do it without my brilliant, sexy Vice-Commander by my side.”

He offered her a hand, and she slid off the bed. 

“Hey.” Ace pulled her into his arms. His fingers brushed under her chin, a warm smile lingering on his freckled face. “I love you. I mean it, Yara.”

“I know,” she replied as she draped her arms over his shoulders, leaning up to kiss the tip of his nose.

“We’ll continue this later?”

“Of course.”

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