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nicknellie · 3 years

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Anonymous requested: Alex gets hurt and ends up breaking his arm, and Willie takes care of him. It really gets Alex down because he can’t drum and feels like he let the band down and he can’t use drumming to help with his anxiety and he feels useless because he can’t do much himself. Willie helps him with stuff he can’t do and tries to help him use other ways to cope with his anxiety. Lots of overprotective and soft caring Willie.

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Alex had known it was a bad idea from the very beginning. Maybe it was the glint in Reggie’s eye, or the mischievous way Luke was biting his lip as he grinned, or the way they introduced the idea with, “You’re probably going to say no,” that had tipped him off. The point was, Alex had known that it was the worst plan his bandmates had ever come up with right from the get-go.

What he didn’t know was why he agreed to go through with it.

“You’re probably going to say no,” Luke had said when he and Reggie had entered the studio that morning. Alex had been trying to set up his drum kit, but looked up as they came in. He was immediately wary of the grin on Luke’s face. “But at least hear us out.”

“I’m worried,” Alex told them, glancing between each of them.

Luke waved a dismissive hand. “You’re always worried. Listen, it’s a great idea, I promise.”

“And,” Reggie added, “we’ve already got everything set up so it’ll be a total bummer if you say no now.”

Alex frowned. “What is it?” he asked warily.

“Just come with us, bro, I swear it’s awesome!”

Luke’s enthusiasm was hard to say no to, so Alex sighed and reluctantly stood to follow them out of the studio. He didn’t like the way his friends kept giggling at each other, then glancing back at him, and giggling even more. He didn’t like how this was a spontaneous adventure that he hadn’t had any time to prepare for. He didn’t like how he had no idea what the boys were planning.

But that didn’t stop him from following them.

They walked for a while, Luke and Reggie a few steps ahead of Alex, muttering conspiratorially between themselves. Eventually, they came to the top of a hill from which Alex could see the beach in one direction and the city in the other. Luke and Reggie stood side by side, then slid apart from each other in a grand reveal, announcing, “Ta-da!”

They moved apart to uncover a shopping trolley. A rusty, grimy shopping trolley that was missing a front wheel and looked as if it wouldn’t even be safe to push around a supermarket - somehow, Alex doubted that was what Luke and Reggie wanted to use it for in any case.

“Where did you get that?” Alex asked, eyeing the trolley.

“Washed up on the beach by my house,” Reggie said excitedly. “Pretty cool, huh?”

“You could say that,” Alex muttered. “You two seriously pushed it all the way up this hill?”

“Yep,” Luke said brightly, popping the ‘p’. “It took, like, three hours because the missing wheel kept making it turn and roll back down. We got it here though!”

He and Reggie high-fived.

“Uh-huh.” Alex had a dreadful sense in his stomach that he knew exactly where this was going. “And, uh... why did you want to show it to me?”

Luke grinned. He pointed to the trolley and said, “You’re gonna get in and we’re going to push you down the hill.”

“No.”

“Oh, come on!” Luke whined. “It’ll be fun!”

“I’m not concerned about it being fun, I’m concerned about it being dangerous!”

Luke scoffed and Reggie made a ‘pfffft’ sound. He slapped the side of the trolley. “This thing is perfectly safe! It’s sturdy - it survived being in the sea, remember?”

“It didn’t survive, it’s missing a wheel, which is the very thing that makes it dangerous,” Alex countered. “I’m not getting in that death-trap.”

“What if either Reggie or I go first?” Luke suggested. “You’ll see it’s safe, we can push it back up the hill, and you can have your turn.”

Alex shook his head. “You just said it took three hours to get this up here, I’m not waiting that long just to meet my certain doom.”

“There’s no doom,” Luke said.

“Alex, please,” Reggie said, breaking out the puppy-dog eyes. Alex felt his defences weaken.

And then Luke had to go and join in. BAM! Double puppy-dog eyes, both of his bandmates silently begging him to do that one simple task that would make them happy.

He sighed begrudgingly. “Fine. But if I die, you need to make sure my drum kit goes to someone who will appreciate it.”

“Gotcha,” Luke said, grinning from ear to ear. He slapped Alex’s shoulder. “Thanks, buddy.”

Against his better judgement and his choice, Alex steeled himself and clambered into the trolley. He felt the metal groan against his body weight, the cold rust digging into his bottom and back. It was probably staining his favourite pink hoodie, he thought with a grimace.

“Did you bring a helmet?” he asked, a nervous hitch in his voice. Now that he was in the trolley the hill looked a whole lot steeper.

Luke and Reggie laughed, readying themselves on either side of the trolley. Reggie said, “No. You won’t need one - we told you, it’s totally safe.”

“Are you ready?” Luke asked.

“Will it even matter if I say no?” Alex deadpanned.

“No. Okay, Reg, let’s do this. Three, two, one, go!”

Luke and Reggie, both clutching the trolley, took a great running start across the hill. As they gained momentum, Alex began feeling less and less steady and secure. He gripped the bars of the trolley for dear life; his eyes were open as they neared the edge, but only because it was an “I don’t want to look but I can’t not look” situation. As they drew ever closer to the drop, Alex felt the need to eject himself from the trolley but couldn’t make himself move.

And all of a sudden he was hurtling down the side of the hill, the trolley swerving unpredictably beneath him, running smoothly for a moment but then shooting off to the left or right with sharp turns that flipped Alex’s stomach. He collided with rocks, roots, and tree stumps that sent him and the trolley flying through the air for just a second before they landed without grace and sped down the hill once more.

Alex saw the main hazard long before he reached it but by that point it was about three minutes too late to do anything about it. As he gathered yet more speed, he found that he was headed directly towards a high barbed-wire fence. His mouth opened to scream but no noise came out.

Alex and the trolley smacked into the fence. In what Alex could only assume had looked like a spectacular acrobatic display, he was launched from the trolley and pinwheeled through the air, arms and legs star-fished around him. He landed in a heap on the other side of the fence, awkwardly jarring his arm on an unfortunately placed rock and then, because luck was not on his side, landed with the rest of his body weight on it.

Snap.

That didn’t sound good.

It didn’t feel good either. Immediately, Alex was aware that he couldn’t feel his right arm - the only sensation was a faint buzzing in it as if he had pins and needles.

He sat himself up, using his other hand for leverage, and looked at his arm. It was... not the shape an arm was supposed to be.

He had known this was a bad idea.

Six hours later, most of which had been spent in a hospital with a frantic Luke and an inconsolable Reggie, Alex had made his way to Willie’s place. The two of them were on the couch, Alex laying with his head on Willie’s lap and his face buried in Willie’s t-shirt, Willie gently carding his fingers through Alex’s hair. Alex’s right arm was wrapped in a pink plaster cast and hoisted up against his chest with a sling.

“This sucks,” he mumbled into the fabric of Willie’s shirt for what had to be the twentieth time that day.

Willie sighed. “I know, hotdog. Broken bones are never fun. But it’s only six weeks, right?”

“Six to eight,” Alex groaned. “That’s six to eight weeks where I can do pretty much nothing.”

“Hey,” Willie said gently. “Don’t give up so easily, it’s only been a few hours. I’ve broken a ton of bones skateboarding, and I know a whole bunch of fun things we can do while you’re all bandaged up.”

Alex harrumphed. “I can’t drum. So no band.”

“No playing with the band. That doesn’t mean you can’t hang out with them or go to rehearsals.”

“Great,” Alex said sarcastically. “That’s one really fun and exciting thing I can do - watch my friends have fun without me.”

“Stop it,” Willie said, voice a little firmer. Alex stopped. “They won’t be having fun without you because you’ll be there. A broken arm doesn’t stop you being their friend.”

Alex muttered to himself, “It’s stops me being useful.”

“What did you say?” Willie prompted.

Alex sighed haggardly and sat up, shuffling around to face Willie. “I said it stops me being useful. To them, to the band. I’ve let them down! We had three gigs lined up next week and now we don’t have a drummer so those will all be off. And what really sucks is that all of those gigs had managers and record execs coming to watch them, now they’re not going to see us. It’s my fault!”

Willie took his hand, the one that wasn’t strapped up to his chest with the sling. Alex felt him thread their fingers together and told himself to breathe. Breathe and look into Willie’s eyes. Calm.

“It’s not your fault, Alex,” Willie said, and as always whatever he said immediately made sense in Alex’s mind. Of course it wasn’t his fault - why would it be? “It’s nobody’s fault. The guys pressured you into getting in, you did, Julie wasn’t there to tell you all how stupid you were being, and I wasn’t there to at least offer you my helmet. We’re all a little to blame, but it’s not anybody’s fault, least of all yours.”

“I’m still letting them down,” Alex said quietly, struggling to maintain eye contact.

Willie shook his head. “You know that isn’t true. You’re Julie and the Phantoms - none of you have the ability to be disappointed in each other or let each other down. You’re like one person; if one of you is down, you all are.”

Alex was unconvinced, and it must have shown on his face because Willie sighed and continued.

“Remember last year when Reggie tried to fix his amp in the rain, got electrocuted, and then couldn’t play that school dance? So instead of getting mad at him you all took turns staying by his bedside, fetching him whatever he needed, keeping an eye on him, even helping him to the toilet and stuff like that?”

Alex rolled his eyes. “That was different. He could have died.”

“You could have died today,” Willie pointed out. Alex shuddered at the thought. “But okay. What about when Julie had a throat infection? You all started learning sign language to try and communicate with her. Sure, you all remembered that she could still hear you and that she could just write down what she wanted to say, but you were willing to learn a new language for her.”

“That’s still different!” Alex protested. He tried to throw his arms up in the air in frustration, but one was tied to his chest, so his left arm just flopped pathetically by itself.

“Why?”

“Because it’s Julie. We’d do anything for her.”

Willie fixed him with a glare full of love, unnerving and endearing at the same time.

“And they would all do anything for you too,” he said. “You know that. Tell me you know that, Alex.”

Alex swallowed thickly. “I know that,” he admitted quietly.

“And I would too,” Willie added, still gazing at Alex. “We’ve got this, hotdog.”

Finally, Alex felt the barest beginnings of a smile creeping onto his face. He squeezed Willie’s hand.

“We’ve got this.”

It was all well and good saying “we’ve got this” but the actual “getting this” part was easier said than done. It hadn’t been a day and Alex had already caved.

It had started that morning. He had woken up and been hyper aware of the cast on his arm. He could feel it like a hand clasped around his forearm, a sensation that couldn’t be shaken off or rubbed away. It had made his head tingle and he couldn’t seem to focus on much of anything.

When he’d gone downstairs, his father had tried to clap him genially on the shoulder, but being touched had felt like being suffocated. Alex hadn’t said anything, just tried to shrink away.

Then, inevitably and despite the nice greeting he had attempted to give, his father had launched into a spiel about why it was so awful that Alex had chosen to have a pink cast. It had sent his mind reeling, made his legs numb, and started his eyes watering.

So he had been feeling stressed. He had needed to get out of the house so he had gone on a walk - the nice breeze and the warm summer sun had been helpful, but there were so many noises outside. Birds chirped, bees buzzed, car horns honked, people laughed, footsteps echoed, leaves crunched, wind whistled, dogs barked, and every other noise the outside world created seemed stuck on an endless, repetitive, painful loop that attacked Alex’s ears and brain.

He could feel his anxiety beginning to spike. If one more thing touched him (in the metaphorical or literal sense) he was sure he would break.

He got a text from Willie: Going to be late but will bring a fun surprise!

Snap.

The floodgates opened and Alex began to cry. All he wanted was for things to be normal - he wanted his arm out of the cast, he wanted to drum with his band, and he wanted to see his boyfriend right now like they had planned.

So he did something stupid. He went to the Molinas’ house, let himself into the studio as he and the other boys regularly did, sat himself down beside his drum kit, slipped his cast-covered arm from the sling and began to drum.

It wasn’t the easy release it always was. It just hurt even more. Alex should have expected it; using a broken arm to whack a drum didn’t sound fun when put bluntly. But usually drumming helped so much, usually it made the tight feeling in Alex’s mind loosen. Not today.

Still, he kept drumming, because now it almost felt like he couldn’t stop.

It hurt.

He didn’t know how long he’d been there when the doors to the studio opened and Julie popped her head in. “Alex?”

Finally he let his arms fall to his sides, knackered and aching. His right arm was throbbing and there were tears running down his cheeks.

“Hey,” Julie said gently, hurrying towards him. She held her hand out, an offering for him to take it, but Alex shook his head and she withdrew it.

“Alex,” she continued. “I need you to put your broken arm back in the sling. Here, give me your drumsticks.”

He did as she said, grateful for order and instruction. He handed her his sticks, then winced as he manoeuvred his arm back into its sling.

“Is there anything you want me to do?” Julie asked softly.

Alex shrugged. How was he supposed to know?

Julie made the decision for him. “I’ll see if I can get hold of Willie.”

As she left the studio, Alex couldn’t help but laugh. Of course that would help and of course Julie knew that.

It wasn’t five minutes before Willie pushed the doors to the studio open and skated inside in one smooth move that Alex might have found impressive another time. He propped his board up against the wall and headed straight in Alex’s direction, crouching down beside him.

Alex fumbled to take Willie’s hand.

“I’m sorry I couldn’t get here sooner,” Willie said quietly. “Julie said you were drumming?”

Alex nodded.

Willie huffed an affectionate laugh. “That was a dumb thing to do.”

Alex felt a smile tug at his lips. “I know,” he croaked. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologise,” Willie said soothingly. “I know how hard this is for your. But, when your anxiety spikes we’re going to have to find other things to do in the meantime. Drumming isn’t going to do you any good.”

Alex nodded again. “I know. It hurt.”

“Do you want to head up to the hospital?” Willie asked, gently touching Alex’s broken arm where it was safely in its sling. He was probably imagining it, but Alex could have sworn that the pain went away when Willie touched it. “Make sure you’ve not done any more damage?”

“I think it’s fine,” Alex told him. Willie looked up at him, disbelieving. “I didn’t go hard, I’m not that stupid.”

“Okay then. I believe you. I’ve got something planned, but is there anything you want to do first? Or do you still need a little time to calm down?”

Alex squeezed his hand. “Can we just... I don’t know. Can you just sit with me for a while?”

Willie smiled and Alex felt his heart burst. “Of course, hotdog. Whatever you need.”

They moved to the couch and cuddled up together. Willie positioned himself so that he could easily press gentle kisses to Alex’s forehead - Alex didn’t know whether Willie had done that for his own enjoyment or for Alex’s, but he didn’t mind either way. Just having Willie there, holding him, supporting him, made him feel a whole lot better than he had before.

Alex hadn’t meant to fall asleep, but he found himself yawning as he woke up. He tried to stretch his arms, then remembered one of them was bound to his chest, and awkwardly let the one arm that had moved fall to his side. He heard Willie giggle and turned to face him where he was cuddled practically beneath Alex.

“Tired, sleeping beauty?” Willie teased, brushing hair out of Alex’s face.

Alex felt his face flush. “I’m not sleeping beauty,” he said. “I’m not any princess.”

“You got that right,” Willie said, pointing to a wet patch on his own shirt. “Princesses don’t drool on their boyfriend’s shirts.”

Alex rolled his eyes and laughed a little, pushing himself into a sitting position. Willie sat up too, and pressed a quick kiss to Alex’s cheek.

“Right,” Willie said, pulling Alex to his feet. “Ready to do what I had planned?”

“Okay,” Alex said, grinning.

Willie tugged on his arm and led him out of the studio. They walked together for a while, Willie talking his ear off about this and that and everything in between. Alex was grateful for Willie all the time, but especially in times like this - times when Alex was struggling for words and wasn’t feeling quite up to talking at all, and Willie would simply know when he felt like that and do all the talking for him.

Eventually, Willie came to a stop so sudden that Alex walked straight into him. Willie laughed and clutched Alex’s hand, pointing to the building they’d stopped outside.

It was a museum, one that Willie had taken Alex to many a time before. Alex knew how much Willie loved this place - the way his face lit up when he talked about all the different exhibits was endearing and downright beautiful. Alex didn’t ‘get’ art himself, but he would never pass up an opportunity to visit the gallery with Willie.

“What are we doing here?” he asked.

Willie shrugged. “I was brainstorming ways to help you combat your anxiety while drumming isn’t an option, and I remembered that they just opened a new temporary feature here. It’s all about noise being its own form of art and they’ve added an area where you can make your own.”

Alex raised an eyebrow. “Your own noise or art?”

“The point is that it’s both,” Willie explained, leading him inside. “And I think the way they’ve designed it could be a very effective stress-reliever. Come on.”

Willie led him through all the exhibits, wending his way through the bustling crowds with ease. He didn’t stop to talk about all the paintings and sculptures like he usually would, so Alex’s curiosity was piqued.

Willie pulled him into a room. Which was really all it was - just a room. It was relatively large with a plain white ceiling, floor, and walls (except for one which was entirely glass and showed the bright spring sunshine outside). Alex looked around for some instruction of what to do; Willie had said the exhibit was all about noise, but there was literally nothing in the room that could be used to make a sound.

“So... what do we do?” Alex asked.

Willie grinned. “You make your own noise.”

And then he screamed.

It was a long, loud, sustained note and when Willie finally finished he was grinning from ear to ear, looking absolutely exhilarated. Alex (impressed that Willie had held the note so long and now weirdly curious about his lung capacity) stared at him, dumb-founded.

“This is really what we’re supposed to do?” he asked sceptically.

Willie nodded vigorously. “Yeah, man, and it’s awesome! You just... let go! Shout all your worries away. Now you try!”

Alex nervously let out a weak little, “Ahhhhh.”

Willie laughed loudly and took hold of Alex’s shoulders. “Come on, bro, you’ve got to put some effort in. Come on, like this, ready?”

He screamed again.

Alex screamed back.

And for god knows how long, the two of them stayed together, screaming into each other’s faces, competing to see who could scream longest and loudest, and Alex hardly noticed that his worries were dissipating as he let himself be confident and have fun with Willie. The minutes ticked by into hours and they only stopped screaming when they were totally out of breath.

Willie blew his hair out of his face, eyes shining hopefully. “Feels good, right?”

“Yeah,” Alex replied, pulling him into an awkward one-armed hug. “It does.”

Alex spent the night at Willie’s, not feeling up to going home. When they woke up to Alex’s alarm the next morning, Alex felt Willie shuffle into his side, head on Alex’s shoulder, clearly not wanting to get up.

“It’s, like, five o’clock in the morning,” Willie grumbled, throwing an arm across Alex’s midriff. “I want to stay in bed.”

“We’ve hit snooze a dozen times and it’s nearly eleven a.m.,” Alex returned, smiling fondly. “I’m very sorry but it’s time to get up.”

Willie sighed and rolled himself out of bed, grumbling about Alex interrupting his dream. Alex just laughed and sat up too, automatically looking for his own wardrobe and then remembering he was at Willie’s and had nothing to wear.

“I should have headed home and grabbed some clean clothes,” he thought out loud. A moment later he was struck in the back of the head by one of Willie’s t-shirts and a pair of trousers.

“Put those on,” Willie said as he pulled on a tricolour jumper. “I’m pretty sure they’ll fit.”

Alex picked up the clothes (a tie-dye crop-top and a pair of acid wash ripped jeans) and began his attempt at getting dressed. There were many things Alex had found that were hard to do one-armed, but putting clothes on was the biggest challenge, bordering on impossible. How was he supposed to get his arm through the hole if he wasn’t supposed to use his arm?

He heard Willie giggle somewhere in front of him and was glad that the shirt jammed over his head covered up his blush.

“Need any help, hotdog?” Willie teased.

“No, no, I’ve got this,” Alex lied. He shimmied a little, trying to get the shirt to fall down over his face.

There was another quiet little chuckle, and a moment later Alex felt Willie’s cold hands on his skin as he gently maneuvered Alex’s arms and head to go through the right holes. When the shirt finally was on properly and Alex’s eyes were uncovered again, he was greeted with the lovely sight of Willie smiling down at him affectionately, eyes bright and smile wide.

Willie finished helping Alex dress, ignoring Alex’s insistence that he really could do it by himself (”I think you’ve just proved that you can’t, hotdog.”) and the two of them left the house. Willie told Alex that he had planned another something to take Alex’s mind off the cast, this time down at the beach; Alex had no idea what it could be, but didn’t find himself stressing out at the thought of not knowing.

It was strange, but it made sense. After all, having Willie there to help him over the past few days had made Alex’s life a whole lot easier. Having Willie in his life at all made it that much more enjoyable. With Willie, Alex felt safe and able to trust himself and his boyfriend. He felt free, even though he was trapped by the cast.

He was certain that whatever Willie had thought up would help him get through the pain and the anxiety, and he couldn’t wait.

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nostalgiabones · 4 years

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Soon To Be // L.H

Here I am with another blurb! If you’re tired of seeing me on your dash – blame @calumrose ❤ The photo is very serious but it’s just a sweet little blurb with Luke and Delilah (featuring Uncle Michael!). Please let me know what you think here, or if you have any requests!

“This venue is stunning,”

You murmur the words in Luke’s ear as he leans in closer to you, his lips brushing your cheek. Michael’s wedding is in full swing; the evening ceremony approaching the late night when most guests would begin to leave. With a hotel room booked, along with the other guys, down the road, you had no plans to leave anytime soon. That was if the sweet ten-month-old in your lap lasted that long too.

“It really is,” Luke replies, his fingers entwined with yours under the table. “We should look at something similar for us next year.”

You smile at his words; Michael’s wedding getting the two of you even more excited to plan your own. There was something about Luke seeing you at a wedding that just made him even more excited for you to be his bride; to officially declare his love for you in front of his family and friends. The beautiful engagement ring on your finger had been there for almost two years. You were in no huge rush to get married, yet even when you had begun to plan your special day, your plans were put on hold by an unexpected bundle of joy.

The room is illuminated with silver and pink; a beautiful theme, the hall decorated with class and elegance. There are huge bouquets of stunning flowers on every table, each one decorated with simple yet intricate name cards, each with their own personal touch. You can tell no detail has been spared as you admire the space, every part feeling as special as the whole day had.

Delilah whines in your lap, trying to lean back against you to cuddle against your warmth. It had been a very long day for her, and she had coped with it well – apart from missing her mid-afternoon nap. Luke had tried to get her to sleep during the dinner, hoping it would mean her lasting through the evening, but he’d had no such luck. There had been too much going on – too many people, too much noise, too much attention from her uncles. The environment was too overwhelming and exciting for her to sleep in, leading to her getting sleepier the more the night went on.

“I know,” You soothe, rubbing your hand down her back, over the frills of the adorable dress you had got her to wear for the special day. You re-adjust her in your lap so she’s facing you, letting her rest against your chest the best she can with your own outfit in the way. “Today has been a lot, hasn’t it?”

Luke pouts at the sight of his sweet daughter, reaching over to brush her curls out of her face as she yawns. She looks up at him, her eyes heavy with tiredness, making his heart melt. “C’mere, baby. Do you want to dance with daddy?”

You chuckle at his words, knowing she’s not in the mood to be moved around a lot. He holds his hands out for her and you pass her over, watching him cuddle her into his body, her face pressed against his crisp white shirt. She nuzzles her cheek against him, trying to get comfy, but whining at the strange environment and loud noises. It’s only a moment before the first hiccup of a cry slips from her lips, and Luke knows she’s overwhelmed.

“Oh, sweetheart,” He coos sympathetically, his hand lifting to smooth up and down her back. You reach into the bag of Delilah’s necessities that you brought along to keep her occupied and content, fishing out a pacifier and handing it to Luke. He slips it between her lips, waiting until she takes to it before bouncing her in his arms. “I’m gonna walk around and rock her for a bit.”

You nod and accept the sweet kiss he brushes to your lips, deciding to let him have some time with her before turning to speak to Ashton’s partner.

Luke keeps swaying her in his arms, heading to the middle of the dance floor where he can see Michael and Calum. He doesn’t know how kindly Delilah will take to attention from them when she’s so overtired but decides to try anyway. Michael spots them coming over and gestures to the DJ to turn the music down a little, now that a lot of people have started leaving anyway.

“Well, look who it is,” Michael announces, his heart melting at the sight of Luke rocking Delilah in his arms. “It’s only my favourite little wedding guest. Hi, honey.”

Delilah looks up at her uncle, lifting a tiny fist to rub at her eyes before cuddling back into Luke. He shifts her in his arms, so her face is level with his neck, his lips brushing over her head.

“Oh, someone is sleepy, huh?” Calum asks her, reaching out to brush his knuckle lightly over her cheek. Her eyes flutter at his touch, leaning into the comforting gesture. “God Luke, she’s so sweet.”

“I know,” Luke pouts, resting his cheek on her forehead. As the youngest band baby, both her parents and all her uncles dote on her; all willing to drop literally anything to hold or comfort her. “And very overtired. I’m surprised she hasn’t crashed yet.”

“Too tired for a cuddle with the groom?” Michael asks, not knowing whether it would be a good idea, but not being able to resist. “Will she cry if I hold her?”

“I guess we’ll find out,” Luke replies, knowing Delilah is usually content with any of her uncles holding her. “Here you go.”

He passes Delilah to Michael, waiting for a moment to see if she instantly decided she wanted to be back with him. She doesn’t resist though, just whines for a moment at the change of arms, before settling with Michael. He sways with her to the music, keeping his hand on her back to secure her in his arms.

“There we go, sweet girl. Have you had so much fun today, huh? How has your first wedding been?” Michael murmurs to her, his pointer finger running up and down her cheek. Luke stays close, watching the two of them interact.

“She’s so ready for bed,” Luke chuckles, watching his heavy-lidded daughter gaze at him with a sleepy expression on her face. He knows they don’t have much longer before she loses her resolve and will no longer be happy to be passed around them.

“It’s been a big day for you, hasn’t it? Are you all partied out?” Michael murmurs, his other hand rubbing her back. She wriggles in his arms, and all Luke wants is to take her and get her to sleep – he knows how grumpy she’s about to get with how tired she is. “Okay bubs, I got my cuddle. You can have your dad back now.”

With a kiss to her forehead, he hands her back to Luke, deciding to go and find his bride. Luke gets her comfy again, letting her snuggle underneath the material of his black suit jacket. She yawns again and whines against him, her hand clinging to the neck of his shirt, so he wouldn’t put her down again. He heads back over to your table.

“Do we have her blanket? I think she’s cold.” He asks you, continuing to sway on the spot to keep her settled for the moment. You hand it to him, the soft cream material a much welcome comfort to Delilah as Luke wraps it around her small frame. “I got you, sweetheart. I know it’s been a long day for you.”

He sways around the edge of the dance floor with her, his hips moving in time with the music. He keeps his focus on her, eyes below the blanket, watching as her own eyes droop. She finally begins to fall asleep, allowing herself to rest, soothed and comforted as she’s surrounded by Luke.

He doesn’t know that you’re watching; that your gaze is soft, and your eyes are lined with unshed tears at the sight. You know how content Delilah is with him, watching how he rocks her, how he’s looking at her as she falls asleep in his arms. It makes you appreciate just how lucky you are to share a life with him, to have Delilah who is half you, half him – to witness him be such an incredible dad. The man you get to call the love of your life, and soon to be, husband.

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disneydreamlights · 4 years

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Anidala Fic Recs

I got asked for fic recs for these. NSFW will be in a private post (that I’ll make later GOING THROUGH YOUR AO3 HISTORY IS TEDIOUS) for easy DMing purposes. All recs under a read more.

So first for authors:

Just about anything by SkywalkersAmidala and Gemma’s Writing (@gemmaswriting)

Everything I’ve read by them is absolutely fantastic, and believe me, I’ve read pretty much everything from them. Multiple times in some cases. They’re just very good. SkywalkersAmidala in most cases writes more silly lighthearted AUs and Gemma’s Writing does a bit of everything, all of which are good.

Padme Lives/Anakin Doesn’t Fall:

(Anything on my Vaderdala fic recs list, you need Padme alive for Vaderdala)

Precipice by Shadowsong26

An AU in which Anakin Skywalker does not follow Mace Windu and the others to Palpatine’s office after they leave to arrest the Chancellor. As a result, he doesn’t get that final push over the edge, and doesn’t Fall.

(Padme returns to the Senate with Luke, Anakin to lead the Rebels with Leia. Things get better is the absolute best way to summary this one.)

To These Memories by KatieRoseFun

After Darth Sidious is defeated, everything changes. Some for the better, others not so much. Mostly better though. (Or: Anakin becomes a dad. Rex rehabilitates clone troopers who no longer want to be a part of the army. Ahsoka gets a call from an old friend. And maybe Obi-Wan finds out it’s not just his enemies who don’t stay dead. Basically, everyone gets the happy ending they deserve.)

Pocket Full of Sand Verse by Philthestone

Anakin goes missing, Padme is captured, and this causes Leia Skywalker and Luke Amidala to meet.

Clash of Fates by AliceBDS (In Progress)

Sometimes, the course of life is changed with one decision.

When Ahsoka Tano requests the help of her former master in liberating Mandalore, a twist of destiny sends them to Coruscant to rescue Chancellor Palpatine instead, altering the course of galactic history forever.

When Dead Men Walk by Ellapromachos

Anakin hesitates just a few minutes longer, and the entire galaxy is better for it.

or; Anakin is at the Temple for Order 66, but not as Darth Vader. And when Palpatine comes for him, he plays his cards just a little bit better. He digs his heels in, and prepares for the long con.

My Loyalties Lie by Stranestelle (In Progress)

When Anakin initially rejects Palpatine's offer to 'help' him, the Sith Lord, in a rare moment of hastiness, ships him off to Kamino to have a control chip implanted.

Nobody Needs to Know by Elizaham8957

The twins are born in the middle of the Clone Wars, and Anakin and Padmé try to continue hiding the fact that they're married and now have two children.

Nobody buys it. Like, seriously, nobody.

Hunter by Zinoviev

Leia is offered a chance to escape Bespin when Boba Fett enlists her help to prevent Luke from falling into Vader's clutches. She has plenty of questions, however. Who is this mysterious bounty hunter, and what does he want with her friend?

The Bantha in the Room by Estrangedlestrange

concept: anakin sitting in the council room bouncing baby luke on his knees as he adamantly denies having children or attachments

Time Travel:

Stand the Hazard of the Die by KeelieThompson1

Baby Luke is sent back in time by Obi-Wan to the prequel era. Needless to say, things change.

Just One Wish by LadyVader23

On a trip to Dathomir, Anakin Skywalker finds a spell that will grant him one wish. Anxious to return home, he wishes for a way to end the war. As a result, he ends up accidentally kidnapping his future children...moments after they've escaped Bespin. Luke is quite done dealing with his mess of a father, and Leia is convinced telling the future Darth Vader about the future will only make it worse. Desperate, Anakin calls in the only person they might listen to: Padme Amidala. Too bad Padme has a surprise of her own...

Temper With the Stars by Pipionem

After being pulled through the World between Worlds, Ahsoka finds herself in the final days of the Clone Wars, on a Separatist ship holding the recently kidnapped Supreme Chancellor Palpatine. Saving the galaxy from the horrors to come is a lot to get done in a week, but Ahsoka has lost everything before - this time, she won't let that happen. Of course, that doesn't mean it's going to be easy.

Skywalker Family Fics:

Skywalker Family Values by Ariel_Sojourner

Camp Chippewa is proud to be the Empire’s foremost camp resort for privileged young adults. Located on the picturesque forest moon of Endor, your child will have the opportunity to participate in wholesome outdoor activities and socialize appropriately with their peers. We invite your offspring to join us for the experience of a lifetime and a bright future in service of the greater glory of the Empire.

On opposite sides of the galaxy, on opposite sides of a civil war, Darth Vader and Padme Amidala unwittingly send Luke and Leia to the same camp during school break. Chaos naturally ensues.

Mild AU:

Desideratum by Sithanakin (In Progress)

As a young Initiate in the midst of a childish crush, Padmé had always dreamt of Anakin Skywalker becoming her Master. But she was to turn thirteen too early for that to be possible.

Then, at sixteen, she loses her Master in the battle of Geonosis. In the confusion of all her grief, she does not expect newly-knighted Anakin Skywalker to offer to take her on as his Padawan.

The Wise Thing by Stranestelle

Warning: Very dark, not happy ending.

Padmé Amidala may not be all she seems. Anakin Skywalker wears his heart on his sleeve. People have crushes every day, it’s not the end of the world. Is it?

or, if you will, a sith!Padmé AU

Bonded by Betts

(Okay I’ll out myself slightly with smut but just one on my mostly SFW recs.)

Padmé had always been better at the mental half of the Jedi code—coercion, manipulation, meditation. Anakin had always been better at the physical half—beating shit up with his lightsaber.

Heirs to the Empire by Aldojlc

Alternate Universe. En route to Endor, Luke, Leia, and Han during the events of ROTJ find themselves transported into a different universe and a different Empire, with a different Vader.

Heavy AUs:

(it’s not so bad) being dead like me by Estrangedlestrange

Recently deceased Anakin Skywalker (killed in an taco truck explosion) finds himself not in the after life but recruited as the newest member of the undead, he’s become a grim reaper. He’s told that it’s his destiny but really he thinks it’s just rotten luck. Rotten except for the fact that one of his fellow reapers is Padmé Amidala, the most beautiful woman Anakin’s has seen, dead or alive. As he struggles to come to grips with his death and his new role in the universe, Anakin finds that taking souls isn’t the easiest job out there, he also finds himself falling in love.

Skyborn by Silverdaye

Senator Padmé Amidala enjoys spending her time in a bookstore, one made of real flimsi books where each one costs a small fortune. It is there she meets a strange man, Anakin Skywalker, who is searching for long forgotten planet, Kesh. 4,500 years ago a ship crashed on Kesh. The survivors told the natives they were their gods, the Skyborn. Anakin is one of them.

For Even the Very Wise Cannot See All Ends by UncorrectGrammar

When people think of Anakin Skywalker, they think of the Chosen One, the Hero With No Fear. They think of an accomplished duelist, of the best flyer in Hogwarts, of the prophesized savior of the wizarding world.

They don’t think of gardens diligently kept or dirt under fingernails.

Or: Anakin Skywalker and his legacy. Hogwarts AU.

General Prequel Era (Non Anidala Centric, but still contain Anidala)

Like Fire In Our Bones by AcuteNeurosis

With all of the most important things in the galaxy literally exploding around her, Leia is given the chance to go back and help keep a promise she never personally made.

But then, for Skywalkers, saving the galaxy was always a family matter.

Well It Goes Like This by Corde_and_Dorme

At the end of it all, the thing is: Palpatine breaks his heart.

(or the one where Anakin makes the hard choice, the right choice, the other choice. Then he keeps making it.)

Vode An by Epsiloneridani

There are millions of lives on the line, clone and Jedi alike. Every second brings them one step closer to the chip's activation - one step closer to the endgame. The truth is shrouded in secrecy and clouded by doubt. The clock's ticking down.

It's a race against time.

Fives is gone. Echo finds the courage to ask why.

Bonus: ObiAnidala

For We Are A Woven Thread; Find the Strand by Shadowsong26

The night before Obi-Wan was to leave for Utapau, he and Anakin and Padme agreed that, regardless of the Council's orders, Anakin should go as well. They split up over the course of the battle--and when Order 66 is given, they cannot find one another in the chaos; Padme, on Coruscant, is left with the knowledge that neither of them is coming back.

This story covers the next four years in their lives; how they survived and coped with the loss; how they began to fight back--and how they found their way home.

#Star Wars #Anakin #Padme #Anidala

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ekicanons · 4 years

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Hey there, welcome to the world of fandom blogs! Do you mind if I request some Obey Me! babies with a S/O who has a tendency to bend over and scream whenever they’re frustrated as a way to deal with their stress or annoyance? Don’t feel pressured to do it if you don’t want to though, and have fun with your new blog!

Hi, there! You’re too kind. Thank you so much for the warm welcome! Sure, I’d love to write this one. I also have a friend contributing to this account, so you’ll get it from two different writers. I’m going to put this under a cut because it got pretty long.

Obey Me boys; S/O has a tendency to bend over and scream whenever they’re frustrated as a way to deal with stress and/or annoyance. - Gender Neutral.

Scenario A:

Belphie

The only thing that you wanted to do was cuddle up and take a nap with your boyfriend.

Unfortunately, you were behind on an assignment that was due the next day. Belphie tried to convince you to blow it off, but your conscience wouldn’t let you do that. You were here to go to school after all.

Beel was in the kitchen, so you were working on the desk in the twin’s room while Belphie slept in his bed.

You thought that you were almost done, but you flipped the page and found out there as entire second side of equations to work on. You’ve got to be kidding.

The frustration that had been building up boiled over and without even thinking about it you stood up and bent over, letting out a loud and frustrated scream.

Belphie woke up startled, rubbing his eyes at the confusion.

“Y/N why are you yelling?” he asked, his low sleep-laced voice already soothing you. That was, until the guilt hit you for waking him up.

“I’m sorry! I got so frustrated with this assignment that it just came out. I didn’t mean to wake you.”

Belphie just gave you a sleepy smirk. “Well since it’s your fault that I’m awake, I guess you have to make it up to me. Come lay with me.”

It’s gotten too difficult to resist at this point, so you easily go up and snuggle into his side.

“Okay, but only for a few moments and then I’ll get back to work.”

“Mhmm,” Belphie responded, wrapping his arms around you and kissing the top of your hair before resting his head there.

You both knew you weren’t going to get back to it.

Satan

You were so frustrated. You had been working days to try and get Lucifer and Mammon to make up with each other after getting in a huge fight. Honestly, you should get paid for being this families therapist.

After going in circles with the two of them, you decided you were the one that needed to take a breather and left the room, stomping down the hall in frustration. You couldn’t believe the absolute nerve and stubbornness of those two.

Stopping in the middle of the hall, you bent over and let out a loud scream with your face in your hands.

“And here I thought that I was the Avatar of Wrath”

You heard an amused voice coming up behind you with a small chuckle to follow.

Turning around, you saw Satan coming your way.

You cover your face with your hand, trying to hide your shame and embarrassment from your outburst.

“Don’t be embarrassed, y/n,” Satan removed your hands from your face, holding them in his own.

Leaning forward, he whispered seductively in your ear. “I actually find it kind of sexy when you get angry.”

“Y-You can’t just whisper seductive things in my ears and think you can get away with it! Even if you are the demon here!”

You wrap your arms around his shoulders and surprise him with an intimate kiss.

This time, he was the one blushing.

Asmo

Asmo’s birthday was coming up and as your significant other, it was your job to get him the absolute best gift he had even seen.

The Avatar of Lust had tons of admirers who were sure to shower him in gifts, so yours had to be the BEST.

Hence the built up stress you were now dealing with.

You were currently standing in a store full of trinkets, looking for the perfect item. Picking up different pieces, nothing really seemed to stand out as good enough. Maybe the next shop would have something.

When you walked outside, you let out a heavy sigh and bend over, suddenly letting out a stressed scream.

“Y/N!” you hear the endearing whine of your boyfriend appear from behind you.

Asmo pressed his hips against your bent over form, leaning over you and nuzzling into your back.

“If you bend over like that, you’re just going to get me excited.”

Turning around, you jump into Asmo’s arms, burying your face in his chest.

“What’s wrong, my cupcake?” Asmo giggles, happily wrapping his arms around you.

“I can’t find the perfect birthday present for you. I’ve looked everywhere and nothing is good enough,” you mumble into his chest.

“It is hard to find the perfect item for someone as perfect as me, but you are the perfect present for me. Especially if you’re naked and wrapped in a bow!”

Why didn’t you think of that? Of course that was the perfect gift!

“Let’s go back home. I know the perfect way to de-stress,” Asmo purrs.

“Are you being naughty again?”

“I meant painting our nails! Such a dirty mind, y/n! However, if you insist, hmm, hmm!”

Levi

“This is maddening!” Levi threw his handheld game console onto the floor in front of him.

You were currently hanging out in your boyfriend’s room, your head on his lap as the two of you played a newly released game that Levi had gotten a preorder of for the both of you.

“I must have tried 100 times to beat this boss and I can’t. I don’t deserve my title as gamer. I’m not ready to become a normie.”

You look up and give him a soft chuckle. “I think you’re being a little dramatic.

“I’m so frustrated I think I’m going to... explode!”

“Come on, I’ll show you what I do when I’m frustrated in order to get it all out!”

You stand up and pull Levi up with you.

“Okay, you just bend over and-,” you let out a scream that makes Levi jump in surprise.

“Are you trying to pull a prank on me to make me look dumb?”

“Of course not! It really does help!” you insist. “Come on, I’ll do it with you.”

You bend over and scream again, but Levi still seems hesitant.

“I’m going to keep doing it until you join me.”

“Okay, okay, fine! Someone is going to think I’m murdering you in here if you keep going!”

You and Levi both bend over and let out the loudest and longest yell you possibly can until you’re both out of breath and in a fit of laughter, the frustration that Levi had felt melted away.

Levi wraps his arms around you and pulls you into a hug. “You make me so happy, y/n.”

Solomon

“Solomon, you may want to go help y/n. It seems like they’re having some kind of meltdown in the hallway,” Simeon told your boyfriend who was still in the classroom.

Solomon walks into the hallway with curiosity, seeing you bent over with your hands on your knees and letting out a loud yell.

He was quite surprised. After all, Solomon was someone who usually kept what he was feeling buried inside and a calm composure on the outside. Seeing you so outwardly express your frustration both intrigued him and made him a bit envious.

“Y/N? Is everything alright?”

You explained to him that you’re feeling stressed and the frustration was building up. You just needed to get it out before it made you explode.

Solomon proceeded to pull you into a nearby empty classroom.

“I like your technique, but do you want to see how I ease my stress?”

You feel the warm welcome of his lips on yours and allow yourself to melt into his kiss, his arms pulling you into a close embrace.

Maybe this was a good way to get out stress as well.

Mammon

When you suddenly let out a loud yell, Mammon jumped back and jerked his head up to look at you.

“Oi, y/n, what’s the big idea yelling like that? You almost made me drop goldie!”

Mammon then proceeds to rub the credit card to his face, assuring it that he would never let it fall onto the dirty floor.

After you tell him why you were screaming, he apologized to Goldie that he would have to put her away for now because you were more important.

“I know what would make you feel better...,” Mammon tells you before laying down on the couch you were sitting on in his room and resting his head on your lap.

“Petting my hair is great stress relief. It’s sound proof.”

You grumble, but find yourself running your fingers through his soft hair, enjoying the look of pleasure on his face.

It actually was sort of calming you down, like petting a cat.

“See? Fool proof. I’ll always be here for you, y/n. So count on me.”

Simeon

You were dating an angel, literally.

Contrary to the other angel, Luke, Simeon always seemed to be an aura of calmness so you especially liked to be around when you were stressed.

However, you weren’t around Simeon right now and the frustration and stress of of this class was starting to get to you.

As you walk outside to get some fresh air, you go back to your old ways of coping and lean over and let out a loud scream.

Almost like he could sense that he felt you needed him, Simeon appeared beside you, a playful chuckle on his lips.

“Are you okay, y/n? Have you been hanging out with Luke too much?” he would joke about the way you screamed when stressed.

You would admit to him that you were stressed and frustrated. Simeon would insist on taking you back to his room.

When you got there, he would make you some tea and “borrow” some of the cookies that Luke had just baked for you guys to share.

Simeon would hold you in his arms and pet your hair until you felt more relaxed, no matter how long it would take.

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Scenario B:

Lucifer

Being the eldest, this demon is DOMINANT. He likes to always feel in control and one step ahead of everyone else. That being said, nothing could have prepared him for the way you dealt with your stress.

One night after dinner, he was going over the class schedule for finals at RAD. It was overwhelming information and you were so nervous – wanting to do your best and make a good name for humans. As Lucifer was talking, you just had to release some of that pent up stress. The two of you were on the stairs, walking to the bedrooms. You grabbed the railing, leaned your torso back, and let out a scream from the depths of your soul.

Lucifer was momentarily shocked. Nothing seemed to jar him, but he was surprised to see this behavior from you. He was ahead of you on the stairs and stopped to turn around and look at you.

When you finish screaming, breathing slightly heavier and tears forming in your eyes from Emoting™, Lucifer would look at you, a smug smile pulling at his lips.

“Are you done now, y/n?” he’d ask with amusement in his voice, only making you feel more frustrated.

“Come with me.” He’d say, taking you to his room. Once in there he’d place his hands on your shoulders, gently guiding you and pushing down til you were sitting on the edge of his bed.

Lucifer would get on his knees in front of you, thumbs caressing the corner of your eyes, and wiping away any signs of tears. He’d run his hands down your arms. Once he reaches your hand, he’ll bring it to his mouth, kissing the back of it.

He wasn’t prepared for the emotions coursing through him. He did not like to see you upset. After kissing your hand, he’d turn it over, and with his other hand he’d trace the lines on your palms. With his eyes locked on yours, he’d then bring your fingers to his mouth. Gently sucking on them one at a time.

Lucifer’s goal is to erase the stress and fill it with pleasure. He’d then spend the rest of the night learning your body, worshiping it, making you quiver and need him.

Till the stress has completely left your mind and all that’s there is the way your body yearns for his.

Mammon

“OH –oh nO. I – I BROKE THEM !!!”

Mammon would completely freak out that he did something to break you (you are a fragile human anyway) He’d probably be like a Sim when there was a fire in the game and just kind of jump around, hands on his head and then hands out stretched towards you, wondering what to do and how to fix you, but not really doing anything except freak out.

After you finally finish your scream, he would let out a sigh of relief.

Looking into your eyes after you had let out your emotions, Mammon would be able to tell that something was off. The stress had turned your normally bright eyes lifeless. And where there was normally a beautiful smile was replaced by a pout. This made Mammon’s own lips turn down in a frown.

It was out of character for you and he wanted to make the sadness go away. The greedy demon uncharacteristically put you before him. I mean, he is the FIRST demon you made a pact with. He’d justify his behavior by telling his brothers he can’t have you being stressed or sad because it would reflect badly on him since he’s pacted with you (but everyone knows that he truly cares for you)

Mammon would run up to his room and go into his secret stash of money that he was saving for a new jacket that was going to be released soon at Majolish. He’d grab you and take you out of the House of Lamentation.

Mammon would spend the rest of the day trying to distract you so you wouldn’t focus on the negative feelings you were having before the scream.

He’d take you to the movies; a romantic comedy would do the trick. He’d have you smuggle in candy from the grocery store (the Avatar of Greed does not pay for over priced movie theater candy) and he made a mental note of which candies were your favorite as you had shopped.

The whole time during the movie, he’d be holding your hand or resting his hand on your thigh, rubbing it to give you comfort.

After the movie to make sure that all of the earlier negativity was gone, you two would go on a walk through the flower garden at RAD before going back home and snuggling up.

Levi

As soon as you lean back and start screaming Levi would look at at you in utter confusion. He’s not really sure how non-virtual humans act so he thinks this might be some kind of weird human mannerism.

Levi also leans back and let’s out a scream as well, but there is a hint of questioning in his tone as he hopes he’s doing it right. After you finish he abruptly stops too.

“So, what did we do that for?” he’d ask you seriously. Then you’d explain to him how when you feel overly frustrated, annoyed, or stressed it helps you relieve some of the emotions. Which causes him to panic, thinking he may have annoyed you in some way.

He’d ask you to come with him to his room, where he’d frantically tell you that you could borrow ANY manga from his collection, play any of his games, even the newest one that just came in from Akuzon.

His worried frenzy of offering you some of his favorite stuff makes you let out a chuckle. Which is a HUGE relief to him to see you smile. You let him know that his stress isn’t caused by him, but if he wants to help you know something that would work.

So you both end up lying cuddled together in his bathtub while you watch season one of TSL. It’s his absolute favorite but he can’t even focus on watching it (though he has the whole thing memorized anyway). His cheeks burn red and his heart pounds loudly as he holds you in his tub, SO nervous but wanting to do anything to make you feel better.

Satan

He would immediately know something’s wrong once he gets over the initial shock of seeing you lean back and scream. Before you can even finish your scream, he grabs you by the wrist and drags you out the door.

You’re so shocked and still frustrated from all that’s on your mind to even stop him or ask him what he was doing. But he pulls you through the streets until you reach the local pet store.

He let’s go of your wrist once you’re in the store and you watch the kittens playing in the window as he walks up to the store owner. He’d then convince (threaten) the owner to let you into the display where all of the kittens are.

At first, he would lean back against the wall and watch how happy you look as you hold up a toy for a kitten while others crawl on your lap trying to get you attention.

Eventually you look up and meet his soft gaze and beckon him to come join you, and the demon cannot resist. The two of you laugh and enjoy your time playing with the kittens together. Finally when the owner makes you both leave, you let out a sigh, sad that your time with Satan is going to be over soon and scared you’ll fall back into your negative thoughts.

But he won’t let that happen. When you get back to the House of Lamentation he grabs your wrist again and pulls you into his room.

Satan sits down on his bed and pulls you into his lap. He grabs a book from his night table, opening it to a random page.

You don’t object and lean your back into him as he rests his head on your shoulder and soothingly reads to you.

Asmo

Asmo would bring his hand to his mouth, shocked that someone as beautiful as you could lean back and let out such an unbecoming sound. Though he is shocked, he still loves you nonetheless and knows that something must be bothering you.

So he grabs your hand and takes you into his room.

He throws you one of his softest robes and urges you to change into it. While you’re changing behind his folding screen, he lights incense with an aroma that’s suppose to be stress relieving.

After you’re done changing, he dons a robe as well and starts mixing together the best facemasks he has.

The whole time, he’s talking to you non-stop about anything and everything. About what he did today, new products soon to be released and how soft and they were going to make his skin.

He’s hoping it distracts you from whatever had gotten into your head to cause you to scream like that. He covers your face in the concoction he made before spreading it onto his face as well.

He decides to pull out the foot spa he has and gives you a pedicure, a leg massage, and all out pamper you to help relieve your stress.

Though, his condition is that since he’s pampering you, you have to pamper him as well (though he didn’t tell you about this condition til he was done) but it was just his way of keeping you with him and so he could enjoy the feel of your hands on him.

Beel

As soon as you lean back and scream, Beel would be very worried (and a little frightened) and run away from you.

Though he would quickly come back a minute later with a plate full of chocolates, cake, and cookies (each with a bite taken out of it) and a glass of milk.

He’d find a place to sit down with you and hold your hand, leaning towards you as he would rub circles in the back of your hand and ask if you were okay or wanted to talk about it.

Beel is such a good listener.

He stays with you as you vent all of your stress to him, talking in between bites of the sweets he got for you.

He’d try so hard not to look at the plate of sweets.

He wants to be completely focused on you, and he does.

He takes in every single word you say, though he cannot stop his stomach from growling loudly when food was close.

You’d ask him to lean forward, feeding him a piece of cookie which he graciously takes, but you give him a quick peck on the lips before he’s able to pull away and thank him for the treats and for listening.

Belphie

As soon as you let out your scream, Belphie would just blink and stare at you. Not really sure what it means or why you were doing it.

He would be able to pick up on your energy and could tell you were feeling agitated and stressed.

He’s so used to picking up Beel’s emotions and now that he’s become close to you, it’s easier to read and feel you out.

Once he’s able to determine that you’re stressed, it doesn’t matter where you are, that boy will throw his spotted pillow down on the floor and lay on it.

“Y/n, come here. Right now.” His demanding tone pulls you out of your scream.

Whenever Belphie got bossy, it usually did you best to listen. Still a little shaky from emotions, you would tentatively join him, lying down.

He’d turn you so your back was facing him. Pulling you close, he would throw his leg over you and hold you tight as his face nuzzled into your neck.

You’d try to ask him what he was doing, but he’d just stop you from talking. It was not the time for questions, only cuddles. And you needed it. You needed the break – to calm down and relax even if it was in the middle of the floor.

The weight of his body on you, the smell of him, and the sound of his breathing would lull you into a much-needed nap.

#obey me x reader #Mammon x reader #Lucifer x reader #Belphie x reader #satan x reader #Beel x reader #Asmo x reader #Levi x Reader #Solomon x Reader #Simeon x Reader

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tot plot rambles: so i replayed the beginning of main story 5.1 (needed screencaps for a meme, HAHA) and came across vyn’s line

and ive suddenly got a few thoughts about this omfg

1) vyn, how exactly r u monitoring The Psychological Conditions Of The Team? given the current tense dynamic of the team towards vyn from non-mc characters, i can only frigging imagine how AWKWARD a guidance counseling session basically would be.

vyn: how are you coping with your PTSD from the kendricks case?

artem: im not. are we done yet? i hate this.

vyn: we are not done yet

artem: i hate this

either that or vyn monitors in a hands-off way, without confrontation. most probably this route is more possible, since it wouldnt skew the behavior of the one hes keeping tabs on

2) speaking of the kendricks case, as of main story 6.2, it’s canon the the Original NXX Investigation was giann, neil, and vyn. that really is making my brain light up with fireworks but im not smart enough to make theories, it just strikes me as Sublimely Interesting. hes the only original member left. what does that mean?

3) even in the OG NXX team, vyn’s say irt the team’s psychological state had a Lot Of Sway. so much to the point that neil couldnt go on that undercover thing because vyn deemed neil not fit for the job, mentally. which THEN makes me go, HEY, NICE, cuz heres one probable reason now why vyn and artem have beef with each other (aside from their personalities). artem thinks the absolute World of neil, but vyn’s assessment deemed neil lacking of Something. artem is a logical person, of course, but it’s still possible to have some resentment from that

4) if vyn was in the OG NXX and vyn has been assessing all potential new candidates, hoyoverse, im gonna need to see what card game vyn played with marius and artem to assess them. if not, i can only speculate. cuz if it was the same card tower thing, itd be super interesting to explore marius and artem’s choices and rationale. but if it were a different card thing for everybody, that would be cool too.

and also vaguely hilarious for the team to make fun of further down the line

marius, pulling out a pokemon trading card, mimicking vyn’s voice badly: My Lady, what are your psychological thoughts on this

mc, pulling out a reverse uno card: no You

vyn: that is not how this works. that is not how Any of this works

5) still on the topic of vyn and new candidates: the only person vyn wouldnt have been able to assess, solely because his say would be negligible, is luke

because luke was ordered to join the team on NSB orders

thats also interesting to me. because taken further, luke basically has a govt sanctioned get out of jail free card, irt psychological state. vyn can monitor, vyn can give his thoughts,

but if the NSB wants luke to do something in the nxx, vyn---on the grounds of regular nxx operations procedures---cant stop him

#tears of themis #tears of themis headcanons #ive got thoughts in my brain....

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lover-of-trash-and-people · 3 years

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im angrier this time? netflix shadow and bone s1e7 re-watch (substituting alcohol with iced coffee this time) (oh, also, spoilers)

yes jesper shooting ketterdam cards title card omg I straight up forgot that this was the darkling backstory episode we all know I love bin bons as much as the next person but um can we petition to never see the flashback darkling look again I kind of love Luda but I find the entire backstory kind of unnecessary even though I get why they did it okay mr. barnes king of micro-expressions alright fuck you show makers with you breaking my heart showing me how the Grisha have had to go through this countless times that they have their plans memorized oy dumbass otkazat'sya man you speak the darkling's name with some respect alright I've got to accept the tricck they use against the king's men is pretty cool omg you fucking bitch this is exactly why people say acab I've seen people say why couldn't he have broken his bonds and killed them before they killed Luda and I truly believe a) he didn't want to kill unnecessarily and b) Luda's life was at stake so like I get it okay so I don't like the 'just mortal' thing they brought it to sort of drive darklina soulmates agenda home because lmao that is not why okay I get Baghra's points but I don't like her, she like made more sense in the books her position on merzost is true to the books but like her pacifist stance is not the same and it just doesn't make sense okay I like the poc tidemaker in their company the score when the king's men soon to be volcra confront the darkling is impeccable that blast of darkness that we see spread outwards from him was very cool dunno how I feel about him hyperventilating and the fold flowing from him like an inky black liquid god, the score when baghra asks alek 'what did you do' is so eerie and beautiful that transition was on fucking point HOW IS KANEJ IS SO ON POINT I SIMPLY CANNOT the Inej Jesper bond is so beautiful I love it okay I love and hate how they refer to Inej's horrible time at the Menagerie so briefly and yet try to add so much impact to it omg why is Jesper about to make me cry cut to Malina huddled together? okay, show god I hate how the amplifier storyline is so incredibly poorly developed the stag is so beautiful I can't 'maybe there's another way to do this'?! again with the sgegehshshsjsjs I hate it here, fucking explain it at least okay fine the shot of Alina lighting up as she touches the stag and smiling with the soft violin in the back was beautiful now time to say bye to the stag and cry I guess okay I love zoya, she feels very authentic to book 1 zoya with maybe a few tweaks we love to see a man with plot armour uwu okay Alina my fucking queen taking out the arrow would cause him to bleed out faster why would you do that the dumbassery okay alek you overdramatic bitch I LOVED THE LIGHT SHIELD lmao I'm gonna cry at how nasal and supervillain-y the Darkling sounds when he says 'you can't save them all Alina' like okay king maybe that line could have better delivery I'm so sorry I love you so much I'm still a BB stan 'you've lost too much blood' maybe if you wouldn't have taken the arrow out you dumbass 'you said you wouldn't hurt him' nobody said that Alina but I get it you've been through a lot you're obviously not thinking love the cut, she's always cool 'miss starkov' you're in tsarist russia stfu ono I'm not prepared for this Kanej scene I need several minutes they're so perfect 'Jesper fixed your cane' I see you writers thinking they're clever omg Amita shivering from the cold babe I'm so proud of you you're so incredibly cool I love his little jaw movements before he says 'you were right' and her composing herself before turning around due to the shock of hearing these words from Kaz's mouth okay we've all talked about the voice break when he says 'she's real' so I will not dwell on it but it was beautiful the little head bend after he says 'and you' as if catching himself before saying 'and jesper' yes sir that was very convincing AAAAAHHHH IT'S HAPPENING I CAN'T COPE yeah okay fuck you I'm crying Kaz's expression at 'I can't go back to the Menagerie' being literally 'I can't believe

you think I'll ever let that happen' you fucking idiots I hate you and how much you love each other you are disgusting David so much so as breathes I love him Him saying 'Im going to place this around your neck' comedic genius David looks so sad my baby angel it's not your fault get that man's true name out of your mouth Starkov you're not supposed to know it let alone say it in front of other people aleksander this is the first time I've truly disliked you, you fucking asshole, Alina my love please don't believe him (why am I saying it like I haven't read the books and watched this already) LUKE HAVING ACTUAL TEARS IN HIS EYES AS HE PLACES THE ANTLERS AT HER NECK WHY IS HE SO GOOD AAAAAAAAA I didn't notice Ivan slowing her heart on my first watch, is that to reduce the pain ouch I am even more sad now okay Jessie you did it again Emmy time for all of these people okay the violin being sad and terrifying this is so good Luke being sad, Jessie literally crying I fucking can't do this anymore 'this is my power' 'but now I control it' really? that was the best you could do at this scene that is meant to have this great of an impact? him sort of pushing her down made me even more upset I'm so mad right now Freddie's microexpression with the eye when Inej says 'Jes has a point' Jessie looks so perfectly shell-shocked, I love them so so much the prosthetic's so gross, I love it so much DAISY HEAD IS THE PERFECT GENYA I WILL ACCEPT NO COMPLAINTS She brought me to tears and I love it Alina pointing out the Darkling's role in Genya's circumstances this early on, we love to see a well deserved call out it seemed very unlikely to me that Kaz would agree to go home empty handed but I do think it would make sense to cut their losses at a certain point I love the Kribirsk camp sets far too much, they seem to have literally leapt out of the books the darkling coming to see Mal seems very fanservice-ey and not at all adding to the plot in any way but I love it Archie bringing that youthful brashness to Mal that we all know he would have is wonderful mal calling the darkling 'shadow man' lmao I'm gonna cry 'you are a child' yeah Alek babe it's best you don't talk about that Alina is of the same age as he is I wanna go to Ben Barnes' school of nose acting because god damn Archie perfectly bringing to life Mal's realisation of the impact that Alina's immortality will bring to their life together oof sir you don't understand how perfect it is that Ben's eyes are actually that dark 'you'll wish you killed me here' it's okay honey you lost this one the Crows being the Crows I love them can we please have Jesper wearing the Zemeni man's red suit be a stepping stone to him wearing fancy clothes of outrageous colours like lime green and orange in the six of crows timeline because the fans will lose their shit and you know it Inej looking fucking fabulous in her suit I can't Kanej smiling at their crazy little bi son's antics okay can we talk about Milo literally saving the day because writer's room im looking at you you're a bunch of crazy mfers and I love you but I also hate you also I get that Mal's a tracker but would he actually have food in his pocket I know this joke has been made before but like Mal pretending to be asleep after waking the guard up is every teenager pretending to be asleep when their parents come to check on them in the middle of the night omg it's the scene those beautiful gauzy curtains at the door of the tent, I want them so bad 'you are special' he says standing stiffly at the door with a creepy inflection why am I suddenly an anti wtf I want his kefta so bad though 'my parents' I love that the show added her losing her parents to him as well because well it makes him even more villanous in her eyes doesn't it no matter what she might have felt for him uwu first fight as a couple (I'm kidding please stop) I love Jessie as Alina so much darkles don't even go off comparing being Grisha to being half-shu you can't compare experiences of being the other that interchangeably yes baby call him out on his

hypocrisy man I'm so conflicted like I understand his motivations and his story so well but like how is this helping okay but Alina's expression changing ever so slightly at him saying 'you and me' stop breaking my fucking heart assholes why is Jessie breaking my heart more on this watch than Ben did on the first one I knew it before he said it but I still gasped when he did on my first watch the little head tilt after he says it still with tears in his fucking eyes man I love this show this was the most devastating break up I have ever experienced and I will not accept any counter arguments okay actual villain time we love to see it sir please don't erotically remove her cloak you have long lost the right again I knew it before they said it but them saying it had me screaming WHAT A GLORIOUS EPISODE

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I wanted to ask how you felt about the obey me angel event? I have a lot of mixed feelings. Like, on one hand I really didn’t like seeing them acting against their own free will. It really sucked for them, and I felt really bad. However, I am curious what the devs will do with it in the future, and if we will get lore about the celestial realm.

I think there are people who have expressed it in a way that describes it best because I wasn’t a fan of this event or how it was handled. I also don’t like how the event cap for the first page was upped to 100,000. I mean, and there are no cheat cards for this event either so it’s possible that I might not even get the SSR card this time around even grinding daily to get to the same place I would have been in prior events.

To me, putting them in their outfits from when they were angels in the way that Diavolo did was in poor taste. You’re going to put them in this attire that is going to attribute to what trauma they’ve all experienced and are still dealing with all of the time? Okay, a sick prank is one thing, but when it combined with the gift from Michael and forced them to not only be stuck in these outfits that the last time any of them wore—

They fell from the Celestial Realm and plummeted to the Devildom. That is forcing them to relive that moment that was the worst of their lives and that brought the loss of their beloved sister as well as what they knew about themselves as angels.

They had to start over and try to figure out who they were without that status of being an angel and that’s kind of a hard thing to do, and we all know that they cope so much with their sins! Punishment for turning against their Father was to fall to the Devildom and be laden with their sins. But, that doesn't mean that the guys are utterly swallowed by their sins to the point that they don’t have the means to do nice or kind things or be more than the sin itself. Just because they’re the Avatar of Sin doesn’t mean that that is the entirety of their character in the slightest.

Lucifer isn’t my favorite person in the world but you know what, this event had me actually worried about him far more than I’ve ever been before. His worst fear is being sent by the Celestial Realm if he were to die, and we know that he hates to be controlled, he values his freedom and what that means. This took away his power to be himself and he cannot handle it. He is just forced to be someone that he isn’t and he has to send the MC away because he cannot deal with being seen as something that makes him want to scream.

Don’t even get me started on Satan, he never was an angel in the first place, but he is so uncomfortable with what’s happening. He was born with his wrath and to be shoved into a state where he cannot even feel his wrath, he starts to have a crisis with his identity. He says over and over that he’s not happy, that he can not stand feeling like this. They didn’t consent to this feeling.

And by the time we reach the reach of the brothers, they’re lost to the manipulation of the bangles so much that they cannot see the hands in front of their faces. They act like they were monsters completely and act like the people they are now are horrible. Like, Mammon acting like his greed makes him some kind of bad guy, when he’s still done good things for others. If he sells his brother's things, he makes a note of where and when so he can get it back when he can. To see him say that he’s no good and that he’s done nothing good when we’ve watched him progress over the two seasons we’ve had thus far as his greed shifts from simple trinkets to greed for affection, for time with us, for time with the family, etc.

Ouch.

Levi trying to throw away everything that he’s loved and used for his happiness all this time, Asmo acting like he’s been so conceited when that isn’t at all who he is, Belphie literally cleaning the place where he was trapped for months like a prison and being okay with that, Beel was borderline in this weird place where he wants to care for others but it feels so out of place because he’s already so naturally kind, ugh.

It happens with the other brothers as well, where they seem to think through the actions of these bangles that they’re better but it’s not better. They’ve been had and forced to behave this way. They are merely trading one extreme for another extreme. We didn’t even get to see them leave that state by the end of the event and Lucier only barely snapped out of it by the end, likely in a state of unease and unrest. I’m kinda worried about all of them. They’re gonna hit a bad low when they are themselves again.

God, Solomon and Luke knew that something was wrong and no matter how much we tried to push back against the magic, the guys were too lost. I think the point of this event was to make us uncomfortable and uneasy. I think it’s going to set the tone for Season 3, and I don’t mean that the event will carry over or anything like that, I think the theme is supposed to tell us what’s coming.

SPOILER FOR SEASON 2: Given what was taken from Micheal, and how angry he was about it, well, I’m starting to think our next big villain is going to none other than him. This clearly was a pointed move on his part. A gift that forces someone to be trapped in a state where they’re forced to act “with manners”? Even if it could be removed before it got mixed with Diavolo’s spell, that says a lot about a certain angel.

Oh, and if anyone is worried that this is how the boys were when they were angels, lemme assure you with the knowledge that I have from Season 2 that this isn’t how they were. The manipulation magic on them was skewed to make them have intense manners and I suppose whatever the hell the Celestial Realm thinks of “polite behavior” to an extreme degree.

I think it’s okay if you liked the event, or if you didn’t, but it did leave me feeling really bad for the brothers the entire time because before they lost themselves to the spell, it was clear they didn’t want this. In summary, if the boys want to try or work on themselves, they need to choose it for themselves, not be forced.

#obey me #obey me spoilers #ask #not mm #mod kait #makialene

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The Handmaid's Tale 4x02 Thoughts

Alright, so episode two is looking good! I’m actually itching to watch the third ep, but I want to write a review without knowing what’s coming next.

Lo and behold some of my complaints have been at least somewhat addressed. Breakdown below (spoilers ahead)

I split up my thoughts here into the three main storylines:

1. Meanwhile in Canada

Moira and Emily working together to help reunite the kids! Luke fundraising to help the cause! Rita stepping in! I’m all on board for all these developments. I truly hope this doesn’t fall off like much of the Canada storyline did last season. Moira coping with forming a new relationship after everything she’s been through is another great storyline. And Emily lurking in the background of these scenes tells me that her issues with re-integrating into society and with her wife and son will soon be mentioned too.

My only con on this end is that I am still not a fan of all this praise for June as the sole hero in making the kids flight happen. And Rita as her top fan is not very convincing to me either.

It seems like the show has evolved beyond the flashbacks of the time before Gilead and is now spending more time looking forward and seeing how the world is responding to the horrors of Gilead slowly being uncovered. The tone of the show, to me, is definitely shifting, but given the storylines being presented, I'm hopeful that it's evolving in the right direction.

2. The Waterfords

This storyline has to be the most interesting one by far. Where do Fred and Serena stand with each other now that all their power has been stripped? This power play between the two of them has become increasingly interesting given that, arguably, they would be better off defending themselves together. But the damage they have done to one another at this point is irreversible and they themselves have transformed into monstrous versions of who they once were.

Fred telling Serena how it is was honestly one of the highlights of the episode. Also the Serena pregnancy was a true curveball I did not expect – although I suspect she won’t carry the pregnancy to term. I need to backtrack on the timeline of events in the series because I honestly can’t remember how much time has passed.

Really looking forward to this plotline.

3. June and Mayday developments

Here we have some more concrete movement on June’s part in the resistance. June’s revenge crusade is still kind of fizzling in the background, but she saw an opportunity to take down some top Commanders that were headed to Chicago.

I really enjoyed her poison-making session with Esther and her acknowledgement that “Gilead makes it really hard to be good”. I think that gave us a long awaited peek into the old June and where she stands on things. Even her vocal pitch changed when they were having that exchange and it felt nice to have a glimpse of that again.

The fact that she jumped on the opportunity to free these girls from this place (another brothel?) has me thinking she is much more impulsive than a resistance leader should be—but hey, they had a spare night and why not? I fully agree with Alma’s sarcastic comment to her, though. Her underlying motivations are still a little blurry for me (Does she want revenge? Does she want to take down Gilead? Didn’t she just want to escape and be with her girls?) Actually, it’s kind of funny because Emily and Moira debate that too. But at the end of the day, the fact that she stopped several Commanders in their track to Chicago will probably result in a huge upset for Gilead.

Up until there I was pretty pleased with the episode. Until suddenly she gets back to the farm and BAM there’s Nick and the guardian was shot and killed and I am truly not a fan of this shock value factor. As soon as I saw the silhouette outline, I knew it was Nick and honestly it just made me feel meh. We KNOW (at least I feel this way) that he is loyal to June and plays his cards very close to his chest, but I find it very hard to believe that he would be okay with killing everyone around June just to be able to save her. I don’t know yet what kind of power he wields or how he even found her, but frankly, the Nick cliffhanger shock value was underwhelming and almost disappointing. Although maybe it’s because I firmly believe he’s in June’s camp and won’t betray her – so the show pitting them against each other in this scene felt like a cheap shot.

Anywho – on to episode three!

#the handmaid's tale #the handmaids tale season 4 #the handmaids tale #reviews #the handmaid's tale spoilers #handmaidsonhulu #june osborn #nick blaine #nick x june #june x nick #fred waterford #serena waterford

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sunsetcurbed · 3 years

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you showed me faith is not blind (miracles happen)

Pairing: Alex/Willie Words: 4,071 Rating: T Chapter Warnings: none Chapter: 8/11 read on AO3

Summary: "You what?" Willie's voice comes from behind him.

"Oh, thank god," Flynn breathes.

Reggie nods. "You're our only hope. Kiss him until he forgets about the embarrassing thing he did last night."

Alex gasps. "So you admit it was embarrassing!"

(*)

The dinner goes just about as well as Alex is expecting it to which is to say: terribly.

Well, no.

The night starts off fantastically.

His grandmother takes him around, introducing him to plenty of people both from Beasiga and from other countries, and he remembers all of the proper etiquette for introducing himself and getting to know them. There's a particularly gleeful moment when she introduces him to Caleb and Alex says, "oh, Covington—your ancestor was the main author of our Constitution, correct?" and Caleb's eyes show surprise as if he hadn't actually been expecting Alex to have been studying up on Beasiga all this time. And meeting Jeffry Marley is extremely pleasant as well. Alex doesn't come out and say 'hey, I'm gay too!' but Jeffry has his husband with him, and no one in the room bats an eye at them. Everyone seems to enjoy meeting Alex, and Alex genuinely enjoys meeting everyone.

Dinner goes well enough, too. He uses all the correct silverware, doesn't talk with a full mouth, manages to casually slip his boyfriend into conversation with Jeffry earning a small smile out of him, and is surprised to find he likes all of the food. Daniel, Jeffry's husband, starts asking Alex about his life and Alex freezes up for a second, but manages to get out a little bit about himself. The two men are fascinated with Alex's involvement with his band, and Alex sees Daniel pull out a pen and a business card and scribble something down, presumably his band's name, before slipping them back into his jacket. His grandmother keeps sending him approving looks from the head of the table and he feels grateful, and also a little hopeful, which is something that he's not going to think too much on right now.

So. That's all gone great.

After dinner however, there's time for talking in the hallways. And, well, it's been a long day. And Alex is used to wearing tennis shoes, not dress shoes, and he's used to double knotting his shoes, not single knotting, so he's not used to his shoe laces coming undone. He's not sure if he's ever had a shoelace come undone. So he's entirely surprised when he's walking with one of the diplomats from another small country talking to them about policy and doing really well, thanks, when he goes to take a step, only for his foot not to lift and he starts toppling towards the ground. Instinctively, he throws his hand out to catch himself but whatever he grabs doesn't stop him, it goes tumbling down too, and as it does it makes an ear splitting crash and clang.

At this point, Alex is on the floor along with whatever he knocked over, and he can't hear… anything. The entire hallway has gone completely silent—well, he thinks. His ears are still ringing. His eyes are squeezed shut, scared to see the damage, and scared to see the faces of people around him looking at him. However, delaying it is only going to make him feel more ridiculous when he does finally get around to opening his eyes, so he bites the inside of his cheek and peeks one eye open.

The diplomat he was speaking with, Mariana, if he remembers correctly, is staring down at him with surprise. She looks like she wants to say something but she doesn't, instead opens and shuts her mouth before flicking her eyes to the side. Alex opens his other eye and follows her gaze and just barely holds back a groan. An entire suit of armor is lying disassembled on the floor of the Beasigan consulate's main hallway. "Well… shit," he mutters, quiet enough that no one but him can hear, even in the silence of the hallway. He scoots over to the suit of armor and reaches for it, particularly, one of the hands that's lying nearest him. He picks it up gingerly and frowns. "Nice to meet you too," he says in a normal voice, and with the acoustics of the hallway, it travels.

Down the hall, he hears someone snort, and then someone else laughs. Then, the elbow joint of the armor falls off, and someone else joins in on the laughter. Alex joins them, trying to find the humor rather than the anxiety in the situation, and soon enough, the night is carrying on.

But oh, it sticks with him.

"I'm sure it wasn't that bad," Julie says the next morning as he mopes at his locker.

"I dismantled an entire suit of armor by tripping on my shoelace," Alex stresses.

"You what?" Willie's voice comes from behind him.

"Oh, thank god," Flynn breathes.

Reggie nods. "You're our only hope. Kiss him until he forgets about the embarrassing thing he did last night."

Alex gasps. "So you admit it was embarrassing!"

"Completely," Luke says.

"Luke!" Julie cries.

Luke pulls a face. "What happened to honesty is the best policy?"

Willie takes Alex's hand and uses it to tug him into his chest. "So, what happened then?" Alex sighs and recounts the story to Willie, who listens patiently. When he's done, Willie nods. "Okay. How'd the rest of the night go?"

Alex frowns. What about the suit of armor? "Uh… good, I guess?"

"You didn't set anyone on fire or anything?"

He scoffs. "You have so little faith in me?"

"Just checking," he grins, and squeezes Alex's hand. "Did you meet Jeffry?"

"I did. And his husband. Daniel. They showed me pictures of their daughter. No one in the room gave a shit when they walked around holding hands."

"Yeah? Did you tell 'em about me?" he asks in a teasing voice.

"I know you're joking, but I did actually," Alex admits.

The smile on Willie's face dims just a bit from where it was at—bright, easy, and teasing—and falls to something still brilliant but more… personal, earnest, and awestruck. His eyes flick between Alex's eyes and his lips. He leans forward and gives Alex a quick but ardent kiss, and then steps back. "I'm gone on you," Willie says, and Alex can't stop the smile from breaking out on his face, realizing that's Willie's way of saying Alex has affected him in some way in this moment.

To their left, Reggie lets out a noise of disbelief. "How does he do that?"

Alex looks away from Willie to his friend and frowns. "Do what?"

Reggie shakes his head and looks between Luke, Julie, and Flynn, who all also look surprised. Alex looks at Willie who smirks at Reggie. "Magic kisses," he says.

"Hey, you said those weren't real," Alex argues.

"Of course they are, hot dog," Willie says, and then kisses Alex.

It's not until almost four hours later, sitting in music next to his friends, that he realizes what Reggie might have meant that morning. Alex had been all but panicking about the suit of armor to them before Willie had shown up, and then with a quick back and forth, Willie had gotten Alex's mind off of it so sufficiently that Alex didn't even think of it again until now. Before him, Julie had been trying to reassure Alex for five minutes that it was okay, had been trying to calm him down. Now, Alex could understand Reggie and the other's confusion, because Alex wasn't sure how Willie did it either. He does it a lot, too. He kind of just… guerrillas Alex's anxiety and emotions sometimes—stops his anxiety in its tracks and elicits something else inside of Alex. It's like he knows Alex's mind to the point that, as long as Alex isn't hyper fixated on something, Willie can flip it and walk his mind away from whatever it is that is making Alex anxious and calm Alex down without him even realizing it.

But it's not even just that. The screaming on a mountain wasn't flipping his anxiety on itself. It was recognizing tension in Alex that had no other release and finding an outlet for it. Because Willie does that. He does that for Alex. He notices these things in Alex and then does these things for Alex. Willie understands Alex's anxiety well enough that he can beat it more often than not. Alex is only just learning coping mechanisms himself and yet, looking back, Willie has been doing things like this from the start. Which, well, it makes sense because sometimes Willie will come to him with sections of research, pieces and parts highlighted that he thinks will be useful to Alex, but Willie is the one to read all of it, is the one to actually process and understand it. And he does all of that for Alex.

And, Alex thinks back to Venice Canals, he's proud that he's been able to do all of that for Alex.

Alex looks at the clock. He needs music class to be over now. He needs it to be lunch so he can see Willie, because even though Willie has said, Alex has never fully understood, but now he does.

When the bell rings almost forty minutes later, Alex is up and out of his seat before anyone else in the class. He doesn't think he listened to a word that Mrs. Harrison said in the last hour and he might feel bad on a normal day, but today he doesn't. He doesn't wait for his friends, just heads straight for the cafeteria, and doesn't stop until he's at the back table. Of course he's there before anyone else, so he has to wait, but not long. Willie packs his lunch, so he's the first one to get to their table, and he shows up about two minutes after Alex gets there. He raises his eyebrows at Alex.

"Are you not eating lunch today?" he asks, setting his bag next to Alex's on the table.

Alex stands from the bench so he's in front of Willie and he smiles. Willie automatically smiles back at him. "You love me," Alex says.

"Yeah," Willie says, voice mostly sure but a hint of confusion creeping in. "I do."

Alex cradles Willie's face in his hands and kisses him. "You love me," he says again against Willie's lips.

Willie laughs and turns his face into one of Alex's hands. "I'm gone on you. Why?"

"Not—no reason. I just. I'm just realizing."

Willie reaches up and grabs Alex's wrists to pull his hands away from his face and steps back. "You're just realizing? I told you almost two weeks ago."

"Yeah, I was like, pretty sure I had dreamt that part up."

He slips his hands down Alex's wrists until his hands are holding Alex's. "Alex?"

"You love me?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, good."

"… Alex?"

"I love you."

"Oh, good."

(*)

Willie goes to prince lessons with him that afternoon. When Alex had asked his grandmother if it would be all right when they were getting ready for the dinner yesterday afternoon, she'd been overjoyed.

"Well, I invited him back for a reason, now, did I not?" she huffed.

"We weren't sure if you were just trying to be nice," Alex said.

She rolled her eyes. "Well, I was, but I was also being genuine. On top of him being a lovely gentleman, he's your boyfriend, Alexander. If you're going to stay with him, that means he's going to need instruction, too."

"Oh."

She looked at him. "Had you not thought of that?"

"No!" Alex yelled. "Oh, god, that's so much pressure on him. This has been so much pressure on me. I can't do that to him, I can't—"

"Relax, Alexander," his grandmother attempted to soothe, though it did not work too well. "A consort would be important, yes, but not nearly as important as a ruler. What Willie would go through would be completely different from your experience. Much, much less stressful. And, he would not be pressured to learn so much at once as you have been. You… are in a very unique situation, my dear."

That did manage to calm Alex down, which is the only reason that Willie is here standing next to him now.

"Willie!" his grandmother sings, opening her arms for a hug. "It's so lovely to see you again."

"Louisa," Willie greets, stepping in to hug her, "nice to see you, too."

"And Alexander," she says as she steps back from Willie and pulls Alex into a hug, "your friend has been reassembled and put back on his stand." Alex groans and Willie laughs. She lights up at Willie's laugh. "Ah, so he told you about that, then?"

"Totally," Willie says. "At least now people won't forget him."

"Oh, no they won't," she smiles. She looks to Alex. "You'll laugh about it, too, in time. At my first event I spent too much time at the fondue fountain. Your grandfather encouraged it, of course. But not only did I end up with a chocolate stain down my dress, but I also ended up getting sick from all the sugar. I got such a headache after an hour that I stumbled into the table and spilled the fountain."

"That didn't happen," Alex says, fully confident.

"Your great grandfather took pictures, he found it so hilarious."

"No," Alex breathes.

"It took me years to get over it, but looking back on it, it was quite funny. I hadn't had chocolate in years. My mother was quite strict with my diet, so your grandfather told me to go wild. I took him too literally."

"Oh, man," Alex says. "You told me to ask about your early royal days but I still haven't. We should definitely talk about them today so Willie can hear them too."

His grandmother laughs. "I would love to, but today, we're dancing. Perhaps I can tell you a few stories while you two dance."

"Dance?" Willie asks, perking up.

"Yes. You dance, correct?"

"I do." Willie nods. "I'm actually at Los Feliz for dance. I'm assuming we're going to be doing ballroom which I haven't done for a few years, but I'm sure I'll pick it back up."

"I'm sure you will," she nods, and motions for them to take their place on the dance floor. She turns the music on low. "Now, I'm assuming Willie is going to be your date for the Independence Day Ball in December, so I figured you two could use some time practicing. While you're doing that I'm going to be quizzing you on Beasiga… and giving you a few stories about my early days."

They dance for almost an hour and then head to the library to discuss some upcoming policy changes. They end up talking and goofing off some as well, which isn't entirely unheard of the more Alex gets to know his grandmother, but Willie's presence certainly seems to encourage it. Then, they have dinner together so Willie and Alex don't have to find somewhere to eat. After, they make their way to the living room to just sit down and talk for a few minutes before Willie and Alex head out. At one point Willie asks about the cultural differences in Beasiga versus Los Angeles, and his grandmother looks at him for a long moment.

"If Alexander chooses to accept his position, his parents and I discussed him spending next summer in Beasiga if he'd like," his grandmother says. Alex blinks. Really? He wants to ask if he could do that even if he doesn't accept his position, but then his grandmother continues, "I hope you know you're more than welcome to join us as well. Of course I'm sure you might want to spend the time with your family before heading to college."

"No, uh, I could do both, maybe?" Willie says, looking between Alex and his grandmother. "I'd really like to see Beasiga, especially if Alex accepts his position." There's a weight to Willie's words, one that Alex doesn't really understand. The look that Willie shares with his grandmother though… he's pretty sure she understands, and he wants to yell that it's not fair that she's already got some secret communication with his boyfriend. They've met twice! But Alex is mature now, so he bites his tongue.

"I think that would be a good idea. You're certainly welcome to spend a few weeks with us, that would still give you time at home with your family," she says. "Have you decided what you're going to college for yet?"

Willie's eyes flick to Alex. He shifts in his seat. "I'm, uh, thinking about psychology."

"Really?" Alex asks, unable to stop himself from blurting out the question.

"Yeah," Willie nods. "It's… just a thought right now. I was going to tell you but I wasn't really sure how to bring it up? Seemed kind of random to just say. Just… with all the research I've done over the past few years? I've actually enjoyed it too. And I'm good at it, I guess. So, it's just. I've just been thinking about it."

"No, yeah, I get it. I think it sounds great," Alex tells him because, well, he does. Willie is absolutely right. Psychology is something he's good at and something he enjoys and something he's already delved into. It makes complete sense and Alex is just upset that Willie didn't think he could tell him before now. Alex would have loved to hear about this at any point, random or not.

"I think psychology sounds like an excellent choice," his grandmother says. "I'm sure you would be very successful with it. Well, I'm sure you would be very successful no matter what you choose."

Twenty minutes later they're in the car, leaving the consulate behind for the week. "That was fun," Willie says as he drives down the street. "Do you think she'd mind if I came again next week?"

"Uh, no," Alex shakes his head. "She'd probably love it again."

"Would you mind?"

"What? No. I'd love to have you there."

"All right. You should ask her next week then."

Alex bites his lip. "I should warn you though."

"Hm?"

"She—she does like you. That is one of the reasons she wants you around. But she also thinks—since we're dating—you should get some lessons too? Just—you know. Just in case," Alex says.

"Just… in… case?" Willie frowns, shooting a look at Alex.

"Yeah, you know, in case I accept the crown, in case I move to Beasiga, in case you… decide you want to stay with me if I do that," Alex mumbles, curling in on himself as the worlds leave him.

"Hey," Willie says, and Alex can tell from the way his body is angled in his seat that he wants to be looking at Alex right now rather than the road. "Well, wait." He flicks his turn signal on and turns into a parking lot. "Hey, okay, look," he says as he parks, and then turns to Alex. "D'you remember what you said when you told me you loved me the first time? Something like it's been a while and your feelings were only getting stronger with time? Well it's the same for me. For two years now I've been gone on you. And it hasn't gone away, and it's only gotten stronger. It's only getting stronger. I have wanted you for so long, and I have no plans to give you up. And I'm not going to pretend everything is going to be perfect. We're going to have to figure a lot of shit out, especially if you choose to accept the throne. Because there's still college, and me not fully knowing what I want to do with my life, and the fact that we're still just teenagers but. But I'm also not going to pretend that I don't love you. I want to make this work. I know we've only been dating four weeks, but I've loved you for two years, and you are the man I wanna be with in this moment and that's what matters." Willie stops here, and leans forward so his elbow is resting on the armrest. "I don't care if I need to take lessons to make this work."

"O… kay."

Willie smiles. "Okay?"

"Uh-huh," Alex nods. He pauses and then, "I mean, it's not like I'm even gonna accept the crown—"

"Alex," Willie says. Alex cuts off and frowns. "I know you've been thinking about accepting the throne more lately, even if you haven't told me."

"What?" Alex frowns. "You do?"

He laughs, reaches across his body with his left arm to take Alex's right hand in his hand. "You've started talking a lot more hypothetically. Like even just before, you said something about if I would stay with you if you were Prince. Why would you say that if you were dead set against it? Ever since you found out Beasiga has a gay Prime Minister, you've been referencing it different. Apart from just now, you haven't said 'I'm not going to accept the crown' since you found out about Jeffry. You've started bringing the country up more in conversation, which, yeah, you've been learning about it five days a week, it'd be hard to avoid talking about it, but you're so passionate about it. It's not surprising that you're thinking about stepping up, Alex."

Alex bites his lip. "The same night I found out about Jeffry, my mom let slip about Caleb. Covington." Willie squeezes his hand, pressing him to continue. "I figured out he wasn't a good guy even without my grandma telling me. So, yeah, I started thinking about it that night. Like, really thinking about it. And I have been since then." He sits back in his seat and runs a hand through his hair. "But, like, I still have the band, you know? And I still have the whole thing with not being able to be in front of people." I still have you to consider, he wants to say. "Those are major, major things. And I can't just, like, forget about them, you know?"

"Yeah," Willie agrees.

"But I also can't leave Beasiga to Covington. How shit of me would that be? Did you know he proposed to cut income assistance last year? Did I tell you that? And he—he suggested barring refugees from entering our schooling systems. Our country is only 0.8% refugees, so even a smaller percentage are children! What harm could they possibly be doing? And, and—"

"Yeah, but those didn't work, because Beasiga has a great Prime Minister, and parliament, and citizens. Caleb wouldn't just get to do whatever he wanted," Willie reminds him. "And Beasiga isn't your responsibility."

"Isn't it though?" Alex asks, his voice pitching up. "I mean technically until I—if I even do—renounce, I am their Prince. Which would make them my responsibility."

"You are your responsibility, first and foremost."

He grimaces. "That sounds a little selfish."

Willie shakes his head. "It isn't. Even if it were, and we're just speaking hypothetically here, the sooner you sort yourself out, the sooner you make a decision about Beasiga. Isn't that better for them?"

Alex hesitates. "I guess?"

"So right now, you're your focus," Willie tells him. He leans over the gearshift and draws Alex in for a kiss. Alex sighs, feeling tension start to drain from him as he processes the conversation they've just had. Beasiga's King does hold more power than rulers in some other countries—not as much as countries like Liechtenstein or others of the sort—but they're still not all-powerful. Willie was absolutely right about that, and Alex needed to be reminded of it. Caleb wouldn't be able to do everything he wanted. … But he would get to appoint the Prime Minister, and he would have more sway and he would—"Stop thinking," Willie hums against his lips.

Alex frowns and pulls back from the kiss. "Sorry."

"No you're not," Willie says, gripping his knee and squeezing. "But that's why Beasiga would be lucky to have you. I am serious though." Alex hums a question. Willie leans in and kisses him again, soft, then pulls away. "You are always my first priority, and Beasiga will be okay without you until you figure out what you want. Not what you think is best. What you want. Now lets go get tea."

#willex #willex fic #willex fanfic #jatp fic #jatp fanfic #ysmfinb #my writing

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williamaltman · 4 years

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Luke/Alex Rant

Negativity Alert.

So, ugh, the whole Luke/Alex being exes thing actually brings me so much pain, and it’s like no one understands me :(

I’m actually gonna start with the part that’s gonna make people hate me, which is probably not the best idea when looking for sympathy/empathy/understanding, but oh well, it just makes the most sense to me to write it like that... Thanks for those who bear with me.

First of all... It’s not really canon. I mean, maybe it could be. Maybe they could make it in s2. But I’m tired of people saying it’s straight up confirmed, putting it on wikis and everything. Owen and Charlie were just chatting, joking around and having fun with the fans on live, they weren’t being completely serious.

They clearly like to support fan theories, headcanons, ships. Yet on actual serious interviews they have never mentioned that. They have even talked about how Flynn/Reggie was supposed to be a thing, but not that. Not once did it come up when talking about LGBT representation on the show either(why would they not say Luke isn’t straight?).

I understand having a headcanon and feeling validated when the actors support it but it seems like most people legit can’t tell the difference between that and actual officially canon things? It seems like people either think this is actually written in the show(which we don’t have any evidence of) or that the actors have the authority to decide what’s canon just like the writers/showrunners/directors, which... It’s just not true?

Now, why it actually upsets me.

Well, just for starters... IT’S SO SAD??? I really don’t get what joy people get into characters being broken up??? And I mean, the fact that they stayed friends and are still fine with each other is nice I guess, and I see why that could be appreciated... But at the same time the one thing that made people get this idea was when they held hands in episode 2 when they got scared... With the idea being that Luke instinctively went to Alex to cope, and then Alex said “Let’s not” as in “Let’s not make it weird, we’re not together anymore”.

Which is so freaking sad??? The idea that they used to be each other’s emotional support and now even though they’re friends they can never really be that close anymore? Which, means that things are NOT just completely fine like ~UwU happy exes~??? Same for the also popular "evidence" that Luke supposedly looked sad when he realized Alex liked Willie.

And so, we go to the fact that... They’re clearly not happening “again". Willex and Juke/Palina are the ships. I see most people who are into this saying they’re into the current ships anyway and want for them to thrive and for Luke/Alex to stay only in the past. Which, I mean... I KINDA get, liking ships in the past but wanting them to move on. But that makes more sense to me when it’s something that it’s actually in the thing, not something that’s not shown and you’re pushing to happen only to add heartbreak that didn’t need to be there.

EVEN THEN, pushing that aside and understanding liking this idea of them in the past... Why need for that to be canon then??? If it’s all about the fanfics and fanarts and aesthetics and somewhat suggestive moments to relate to that but nothing actually substantial on the show... Then why push for more than that and open the door for people to get invested and want for them to get back together, when for you nothing’s gonna change either way? It’s so counter-productive.

And if you actually want for them to get back together... Well the idea that the creators of a show targeted at teenage girls would take away the main het ship for a gay one even though there’s already a canon gay ship that doesn’t interfere with anything is ridiculous. So again, keeping it as a headcanon and maybe reading fics where they get a happy ending instead of pushing it as canon it’s the best idea possible too.

Ok, I didn’t mean for this post to be so argumentative and combatitive. I meant for it to be more about my feelings really. But now that I feel like I’ve actually brought good arguments to my stance, there’s that feeling that actually exposing my real emotional reason to think like that is gonna “ruin it” and just invalidate everything... But well, I guess that’s too bad, and if anyone’s taking this seriously at all, which most likely isn’t the case, I again ask you to cut me some slack and not just think everything I said is dumb as hell because of what comes later? Like let’s be real here, we’re all coming from some kind of emotional place here, right? Even getting so attached to fictional characters at all.

So, the thing is, I WOULD LOVE LUKEALEX SO MUCH. The possible dynamic and/or tropes/archetypes that they could have would be literally my weakness. It’s already my weakness. In fact what I might consider my very first serious ship already has it. And god, did I suffer for that, and in the end I don’t even know if the results were worthy and if I’m even sure of what they were.

And that ship was actually a wlw one. A mlm one(I’m a gay guy) makes it 10x worse(the fact that Luke is like totally the kind of character I’m attracted to and Charlie is also like, perfect, doesn’t help either). It would make me invested in a way that would probably already be too much if they were together, but them being exes just absoutely DESTROYS ME. Like on a visceral level.

And the fact that the idea is most of the time that Luke was the one who was there for Alex when he came out. And that maybe Luke was his first love. And now that's gone. It absolutely kills me. It’s so so so tragic.

Like, I actually read a fic like this. Before this whole thing became so popular and Owen/Charlie said anything about it. And it destroyed me. I bawled my eyes out for like an hour. As well-written and touching as it was, it wasn’t worthy, it was definetely not worth suffering so much like a month after reading it.

So it’s just so painful that for most people this is just a cute little thing that doesn’t affect them at all while it truly hurts me so much :/

So yeah, this is my rant. It should probably have been two separate posts, one talking about how I don’t think it’s really canon and one why i don’t want to... Cause as I said, I feel like no one is gonna take me seriously while if I ended it on the arguing part it would lend more credence to it. And I do think people desparately need to take a step back in regards to how they’re considering this 100% confirmed canon(or even anything besides a little teasing).

But I had to vent I guess. Please be kind enough not to come here fight me. Edit: I didn’t mention this at first cause it’s kind of not the main reason and not relevant to LukeAlex specifically, but: I value canon MLM ships A LOT, and watching the show I loved Willex so much and saw nothing between Luke and Alex, so I do 100% want to focus on the canon ship instead of going down this route of hyping up a crackship(that wouldn’t be a crackship if the exes thing was made canon, and might not even classify a crackship even now, but still). I’m not trying to make a point about how people who ship LukeAlex are evil (because, in a way, I do too!), and I definetly don’t want to throw the racism card, but yeah. Just a little extra point to make.

#Anti LaLex #Anti Luke x Alex #Anti LukeAlex #Anti Lulex #LukeAlex #Luke x Alex #Alex x Luke #Anti Alex x Luke #I mean not really #but I guess I have to tag it like that #Luke Patterson #Alex #Julie and the Phantoms #JATP #Rant #Vent #Long Post

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drkcnry67 · 4 years

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A/N: going into the DC side of things. except another leap for my writing as well as my brain. this came to be in the middle of the night bout 2am so i briefly jotted a few ideas on a piece of paper in the dark and now im doing this… i hope this brings joy in these dark times!

Pairing: Kate Kane x reader

sentance inspirations : “what's stopping you now?" “can you help me with my tie?” / “can you zip up my dress?”

tags: WARNING THIS IS INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES! THIS STORY FEATURES LESBIAN (GIRL ON GIRL) SEX, I REPEAT DO NOT READ IF UNDER THE AGE OF 18. I MEAN IT! DO NOT READ THIS STORY IF YOUR UNDERAGE! YOU WILL BE VIOLATING SOME LAWS IF YOU DO! NOW DONT DO IT!

summery: not freaking telling

Masterlist

several years ago, billionaire Bruce Wayne disappeared from Gotham City, the company struggled but when Lucius Fox got murdered his nephew Luke struggled to keep Wayne techs inner lights on.

one evening Kate Kane walked into the office of CEO Bruce Wayne her cousin. she was determined to continue the legacy he had left behind in one shape or form.

she stumbled upon her cousins biggest secret, the biggest legacy he had left behind. she found the Batcave. she discovered her cousin was Batman. now she continues the shadow of the Bat. she continues to strike fear into the criminal element of Gotham City.

you had gone off the grid shortly after Bruce did, you werent sure when or if you should return but 6 years later you did, just cause you figured things would have changed and you had heard about another bat being in gotham.

you wanted to know if Bruce had returned. of course you knew your boss’ deepest darkest secret, you were his co ceo and his secretary. you had to know these things.

the penthouse you had been living in before leaving gotham hadnt changed at all. after putting your stuff down and getting somewhat settled, you decided to go and see if your workplace had changed at all, you decided to go see if anything had changed with Wayne tech.

the exterior of wayne tech hadnt changed though there were fewer lights on inside, but you swiped your key card thinking that no one else would be here that you would be able to go upstairs without anyone realizing that you were here.

kate: “someone just used a key card and entered the building.” Luke: “what do we do?” Kate: “we need to find out who they are and how they have a key card. It looks like they are coming up here. So perfect we will be questioning them in no time.”

Luke: “why would we question someone who used a key card? wait what was the key card access number?”

Kate looked at the computer again…

Kate: “4789932. why do you ask?”

Luke: “dont interrogate the person coming out of the elevator was the last person to see Bruce before he disappeared. his secretary, YN.”

you exit the elevator at that moment to see Luke and Kate in the room. Kate’s eyes lock onto yours, her gaze piercing your soul, you had forgotten that you were standing in the office of your former boss.

Luke: “you YN right?”

YN: “who are you? and how did you get in here? this is sacred space.”

Kate steps in front of luke and comes close to you.

Kate: “no need to be hostile, im Kate Kane im Bruce’s cousin. the one he didnt really mention, when he disappeared i figured i would use this place as my home away from home. plus my buddy Luke here is the son of Lucius who i believe worked closely with you and Bruce before Bruce disappeared and before Lucius passed a year ago. when my cousin disappeared did you happen to…”

you interrupted Kate, you felt bad for doing so but you knew what she was gonna ask.

YN: “no he didnt mention anything to me about where he was going, he was just being Bruce. he told me he had to leave Gotham and wasnt sure if or when he would return. i left that same day when he and i had last talked. we had our final conversation and i got on the next flight out of gotham and spent the last few years trying to cope with having lost my job, the loss of my best friend, and the loss of my life.”

Kate: “how long have you been back in Gotham?”

You had to set yourself down in a chair cause now you were feeling the vibes and memories from being back in the office.

YN: “i got back only 4 hours ago. i live in the penthouse in the gotham plaza hotel a couple blocks away. but there are a ton of cars and everything everywhere whats going on?”

Kate looked at you and then remmbered that you hadnt been back in gotham very long.

Kate: “tonight is some sort of fancy ball type thing that the rich folk are throwing in honor of the crows security team that helps the gcpd protect gotham well only those who can afford it anyway. anyway my dad wants me to make an appearance and be there and such so i was wondering if your not busy would you consider coming with me…”

you were shocked this woman this woman who you had barely known for a total of half an hour was asking you on a date… and you of course had nothing to wear.

YN: “i would love to but i have nothing to wear.”

Kate: “we can solve that… Luke im taking the night off… and whatever you do dont contact me at all. im gonna show YN just how much has changed in this city and with its people. and rememebr to pick us up at the apartment at 6:30pm.”

Kate takes you to the elevator and down to the garage. you of course realized that she had a motor bike and that was a total turn on for you.

YN: “where are we gonna find me an outfit on such short notice.”

Kate: “there is a boutique near my place we will stop there on the way to getting me ready.”

you take the helmet that she hands you, you put it on and strap your small bag cross your body, and get on behind Kate. you hold on tight as she takes off out of the garage.

the feeling coursing through your veins right then was something you hadnt felt in a long time. in about 15 minutes you both arrived at a small boutique. it was super fancy, you remmber hitting alot of those types of store when you were bruce’s secretary.

Kate: “lets find you a dress…”

you and Kate walk into the boutique and smile as you both walk in not knowing what you wanted like detail wise for a dress. but Kate spoke up fairly calm.

Kate: “can i get some help to find this lovely woman a dress for the ball tonight?”

Helen comes around the corner and stands immediately in front of you and Kate.

Helen: “such a fluent canvas, let me guess you wear mostly bright colors, but look good in almost anything, dont really care for heals but will deal with wedges, spaghetti strap, built in bra, and has to have a slit in the front for easy walking but can deal if it doesnt. how did i do?”

YN: “you got it. how did you know?”

Helen: “darlin’ ive been at this a long time plus you are very easy to read… wait a moment you remind me of.. YN?”

you had to think now… you couldnt think straight in the first place cause of Kate but now you were faced with this lady who suddenly knew your name.

YN: “im sorry you seem to have me at a disadvantage. do i know you?”

Helen: “its me Helen, i was your tailor when Mr Wayne was still here. God rest his soul.”

you now knew who she was and she hugged you welcoming you back to Gotham as she took you to the rack where she happened to have a mermaid spaghetti strap in lilac and in your size.

she pulled it off the shelf and handed it to you. you held it up to your figure and she gave it the thumbs up as she went to grab you a shawl and a handbag as well as a pair of wedges which she took a guess on the size.

kate and you went back to her apartment and she helped you get comfortable before she went to go get ready for the ball. you started to take off what you currently were wearing, and then you slid into the dress. the satin lace combo gliding across your skin.

you didnt hear Kate who wanted your help with her tie come back as you finished pulling the up but couldnt reach the zipper.

Kate: “knock knock…”

YN: “i cant reach the zipper. Can you zip up my dress?”

Kate: “only if you help me. Can you help me with my tie?”

you nod.

YN: “deal. but who goes first?”

Kate: “come closer to me and turn around so i can do up the zipper.”

you turn around and move your hair out of habit. Kate’s hands move slowly along your back to the zipper but they trace every inch of your back before grasping the zipper.

YN: “can I ask you something?”

Kate: “of course.”

Yn: “did you have any contact with Bruce before he left that would indicate where he was going or why?”

Kate: “no but my cousin was strong willed, if he wanted to do something he most certainly did everything in his power to achieve whatever he was trying to do. Ugh the zipper is stuck, do not worry I have someone who is very eager to help in any way possible but while I Call her can you do my tie?”

Just as you turn around you hear the door open, Kate turns to defensive in front of you. Mary walks through the door.

Mary: “chill out sis it’s me!”

Kate: “thank God it’s you I hope you can help. Mary this is YN, YN this is My sister Mary. Mary can you fix YN’s zipper on her dress it is stuck even I couldn’t get it.”

Mary places her purse and her coat down and comes behind you. While you trace Kate’s form grasping hold of her tie. Mary goes to take a look at your zipper, she spends longer on the zipper then you do on kates tie.

You had this weird feeling, like she had a secret, like she was trying to tell you something and you werent quite picking up the signal.

Kate had one of her hands on your waist, she had every confidence that she had found her one in you. Course she had heard her cousin mention his fantastic secretary but she didnt think you would be this gorgeous. Mary after a while exclaims.

Mary: “i have an idea… stay right there dont move…”

mary left the room for a moment this left you and kate to further ponder your thougts. kate still had her hand on your waist, this sparked something within you that you had not felt in years.

Kate: “do you have anyone special in your life?”

YN: “ive been single every day for my entire life. cause before i left bruce and i shared secrets with eachother that we soon knew would go with us to our graves. kate, im a lesbian…”

Kate smiles and is about to speak when mary comes back into the room, she goes to the back of your dress and fiddles round for a few moments before standing straight and comes back to her bag and coat.

Mary: “all done i replaced the zipper pull, you will be fine ill fully replace the zipper before that dress is needed again. now both of you should go Luke will be here any moment. and im hitching a ride so hurry up both of you and finish getting reAdy.”

Kate and you finished getting ready, the sound of a car horn sounded. this pulled you and kate out of your own admirations and into a state of lets go present to the public.

you held kates hand this sent several shivers down your spine but in a good way. kate however knew what you felt but she knew she would have to tell you her secret after tonight if everything went her way.

kate: "so i hope that this isnt too forward but how do you think people at this party will react to seeing you at the party let alone back in gotham?"

yN: "dont worry bout it ill just exclaim that im back to stop running from the past. Exclaim that I can't and I shouldn't run forever! Even if I'm still scared."

kate: "what do you have to be scared of?"

yn: "my future, the company I worked for for so long went awol after lucius God rest his soul and now I return to meet the cousin of my former boss and the son of his best friend. Geez I'm overwhelmed!"

Kates hand on your own had you finding the strength to make it through the evening! Your only thoughts were of how how you and Kate looked.

Luke got out of the car and came round to open your door so kate and you as well as mary could exit the car. The press got one look at you beside kate and had a field day.

After pushing through the crowd, making it inside the gallary you realized that the security was tighter than usual.

YN: “when did security get beefed up?”

Kate: “since my father became the leader of a security company, they are called the Crows, they became a thing after Batman disappeared. lets avoid any and all contact with him while here, he wont entirely take kindly to me having a date at this gala.”

YN: “does he know that your...”

Kate: “yes he does but he doesnt entirely approve of it. but you know what screww what he thinks. im just happy to not be suffering this event alone.”

You smiled you knew that there was a small chance that kate had feelings for you as well. there was speeches, music, silent auction and dancing. this was what you and Kate spent some of your time doing. was dancing and placing tickets into the silent auctions.

You and Kate were standing by the bar during the next few speeches, doing a few shots and having several laughs.

Kate: "have you ever kissed a girl?"

YN: "not willingly... Poison ivy got me once but batman swooped in and saved me after I sucker punched him while he was trying to save me. But I guess kissed and put under a spell by a bad girl doesn't count."

Kate: "nope but it was a good try..."

before kate had a chance to finish er sentance her name was being called, this made both you and her turn toward the voice, this also made kate immediately chug the rest of her drink.

Jacob: "kate... didnt expect to see you here tonight."

kate: "thats cause i didnt mention that i was gonna be here. as i found out a few new things today but you dont need to know as long as you do what you do we can never be a proper family. trust me being gay is the best thing to ever happen to me. I swear I'm not gonna give up who I am just to make you proud of me. If you can't accept me for who I am then how are we supposed to be a family. "

Jacob: "Kate you made your choice years ago at the Acadamy you don't need to remind me that we are not and can never be a proper family. You and your lady friend enjoy the gala."

Jacob gives you the snake eye before walking away. You turn to Kate both of you now standing alot closer before. Then it was time for someone from Wayne tech to get up and speak.

You and Kate were the only ones who were able and willing to represent the company on the stage.

Kate: "Wayne tech was started by my aunt Martha and my uncle Thomas Wayne many many years ago. Then my cousin Bruce took over when he was old enough. 6 years ago my cousin disappeared, 3 years ago lucius fox was murdered, today I stand up here with YN who worked close along side lucius and Bruce for many years before Bruce disappeared. Under her leadership and the help of lucius fox's nephew Luke we have plans to reopen Wayne tech."

YN: "citizens of Gotham, what Kate says is true we have plans to reopen Wayne tech, we hope to bring good to our city, continuing on in the steps of my former boss and business partner Bruce, may he ever be remembered as we reopen and continue the business that was the foundation to Gothams Legacy for years before and will continue to be...”

before you could finish your speech the lights in the entire building went out. you and Kate stood close.

Kate: “stay close to me, this is not supposed to happen...”

a few moments later a single spotlight on the other side of the room reveals someone standing there...

Hush: “greetings gothamites, right now some of the crows are all standing on pressure plates that will explode the building if they move. so i want the little rat who is associated with Bruce wayne to come forth and face the punishment for trying to shine that light again.”

Kate and you make your way through the shadows and around the harmless civilians to a hidden panel in the wall. stepping inside this felt very familiar feeling of security.

Kate: “we all have our demons, some of our demons hide in the shadows, for this lunatic out there im one of his demons. YN you know Bruce’s secret now im trusting you with mine.”

YN; “ what are you talking about Kate i have to go out there and stand up to that monster and prove my worth.”

Kate: “and you will have your part to play in this but so will i...”

you watch as she emerges from shadws into some low lighting dressed as a bat...”

YN: “so you took after your cousin in that respect. i am so happy that you have trusted me with this secret. thank you for that.”

Kate: “all i want you to do is go out there and keep him talking distract him long enough for luke who can hear us right now to silently and remotely disarm the pressure plates. now go, ill be along shortly. i have to go a different way.”

you leave the hole in the wall, you walk out there and throw your voice from behind the people.

YN: “who are you and what the hell do you want with me?”

Hush: “why dont you come out and face me so i can see who you are!”

You go further and a spotlight shines on you.

Hush: "well well well, let's get this party started.. Starting with a pop quiz: in Wayne tech the last project that was announced to be in development was what?"

YN: "a new secure wing at arkham asylum."

Hush: "what made the plans for this project go off the rails?"

YN: "the disappearance of Bruce Wayne and the murder of lucius fox."

Hush: "and what project are you guys gonna start on with your start up?"

Yn: "why does it matter to you you dick? You are the one that is basically holding us for hostage... Now either release the innocent people and disarm the pressure plates or the gcpd will be crawling over this place in a matter of moments."

Hush: "now now little girl, you were Bruce Wayne's pet weren't you?"

YN: "I was his assistant and best friend."

Hush: "I knew him once, but he was much different then... I for one am glad he is gone, he was an arrogant ass..."

Kate came into view a few times, helping to set up the room so the people are safe, you keep ‘hush’ busy for a few moments. before you knew it all the innocents were in a safe location.

Hush approached you rapidly and began to get all up in your grill.

Hush: “why are you not afraid of me?”

YN: “cause ive seen things in my lifetime that would scare even a man with no heart such as yourself. so do your worse cause im counting on someone saving me very soon...”

Hush comes up and starts using his fingers to trace your body. that is when Kate decided it was time to make her presence known.

Batwoman: “hey ugly, take your hands off the lady...”

Hush turns to see Batwoman who you know is actually Kate standing behind him...

Hush: “why should i you silly little bat?”

Batwman: “cause in a number of moments the pressure plates will be disarmmed, the crows will be free and you will be going to arkham. now pick on someone your own size...”

Hush turned away from you immediately before turning to batwoman he chucked knives at her while you stood there and watched.. Kate caught your eye and winked, just like bruce used to do if he wanted to pull a reverse batarang catch combo.

Kate threw the batarang and it landed in your catch then with all your strength and force your threw that batarang at the back of hush’s head and he fell straight on his face.

batwoman: “alright commander the pressure plates have been disabled, make sure this animal sees justice. ill take the lady out of the building. have a good night commmander.”

kate comes up to you and grapples both of you out of the building. kate’s father called to make sure both of you were okay. you ended up at wayne tower with kate now she still is in costume.

Kate: “what fascination did my cousin have for bookcases...”

YN: “it is just his thing, back at wayne manor he had a bookcase a piano entrance and several other things, he finally choose the bookcase to make things easy for his quick escapes.”

Kate: "do you want to see the cave?"

YN: "I haven't been down there since before Bruce left... I would love to see it back up and running."

Kate's hand on your own leading you down into the cave made you smile as the stairwell seemed to get brighter like something glowing at the end of the tunnel.

Getting to the end of the tunnel there's a path lined with flame less tea lights.

Yn: "it's beautiful... I love these tea lights!"

Kate: "I have to be honest tonight I had a hard time keeping myself from letting my heart lead my actions. In the few short hours that I've known you, I've fallen in love with you. I had Luke and Mary set this up. As well as the bed in the center."

Kate says as she starts de suiting allowing you to roam around but mid way through de suiting her eyes couldn't leave your form.

Kate: "it took everything I had for will power not to make love to you right then and there and when we were dancing it took all my will power not to kiss you while dancing."

You turned to face Kate both of you facing eachother now.

Yn: "what's stopping you now?"

Mid way through de suiting Kate allowed her instincts to take over. she left her suit half off ran to you cupped your cheeks and kissed you. this was the kiss that felt like it had happened before, but of course it hadnt but it sure as hell felt amazing literally breath taking.

after 10 minutes both of you broke the kiss breathing heavily before kate spoke in heavy raspy breaths.

Kate (breathing heavily): “this might be more sexy if you help me finish getting out of my suit.”

YN (breathing heavily): “turn around and i will...”

Kate turns around, you place small seductive kisses trailing her neck, to her shoulder, down her spine earning small soft moans of approval from Kate. your hands moved to her wait and began to slide the suit from her waist down her legs you still leaving kisses ever couple seconds.

once the suit was off Kate threw it across the table in the corner, and took you closer to the bed as she started to use her hands once more to roam over your body, feeling every inch of it.

Kate: “you are still wearing far too much clothing... turn around time for me to help you get out of what you are wearing...”

YN: “i promise you that this is probably way less than you were wearing.”

Kate: “turn around for me..”

you turned around and smiled, kates hands on the back of your dress using the make shift pully for the zipper that mary had put on to undo the dress. but Kate kissed your neck earning soft moans from you.

Kate: “dont forget we are the future of wayne tech, and united we stand..”

YN: “you are so hot, i got all throat dryed and tongue tied when i first met you. i was shell shocked... but im damn well glad you were the one in the building.”

the fabric slid off your body on its own, all kate had to do was make sure you didnt trip over the dress. tossing that with the suit you are in the caressed embrace of Kate.

Kate: “so beautiful...”

you turn around lifting Kate’s tank top off her body. her hands making quick work to slide off her shorts. both of you now scooting onto the bed, Kate was on top of you quicker than you were fully laying down.

Kate: “now this is how love is supposed to be...”

Kate grinded her way onto you, pulling off 69 and just general pleasuring sensual acts. you both were screaming and moaning in pleasure.

Kate: “you know i dont think ive had this much passion in sex in a long time.”

YN: “i know what you mean and i am perfectly content staying right here for like ever...”

kate had been using a double strap on so it pleasured you both. she hadnt puled out or really stopped moving, you both were just laying in a way that you could have a conversation.

YN: “how did i get so lucky to end up with you?”

Kate: “no idea but it was probably the same thing that brought me to you. i love you...”

You cupped her cheeks making sure your noses were touching and that was how your night of perfect bliss continued with the strap on and the vigerous sexual positions and the oral sex you received from Kate.

After several hours of that you both fell asleep cuddled together in perfect harmony. Morning soon fell, the bat computer started its morning routine, the lights were still romantic.

In those moments things seemed simple, both of you had forgotten the horrific but wonderful time at the gala the night before.

Kate and you stirred at the same time, opening your eyes only to start grinding the strap on again, not alot of moving from where you were nor from under the covers.

You were still going at it moments later when Luke and Mary began to decend into the cave. Neither you nor Kate noticed as you were too pre occupied.

The bat computer spoke suddenly.

Computer: "sir Luke and lady Mary, madame Kate and mistress YN are still rolling in the sheets, they also just woke up shall I put up the protective shield?"

Mary: "yes please so we don't have to see anything.. But there is a question I have who installed those shield and why?"

Computer: "master Wayne did for his rendezvous with miss Kyle! Whenever they would happen. "

Luke: "did my father know? About Bruce and Selena?"

Computer: "oh yes everyone eventually knew cause they got engaged in secret. To show Gotham that Selina had truly changed her spots."

Luke and Mary were shocked they didnt think that someone would happen upon anything like that in the cave... though like they were about to see the shield would reveal as though nothing was on the other side of the wall...

Luke: "did bruce leave anything indicating where he was going or why he left?"

computer: "that information is classified except to those whose code names are on the inscription."

Mary: "is it safe to go down now?"

computer: "yes go on..."

meanwhile you and Kate were still engaged in the sensual arts. passion flowing gracefully from you both. neither of you noticing the shield nor hearing the voices from luke and mary, nor realizing that there was work to be done.

about an hour later you and kate were both finally satisfied. you both threw on the robes sitting near by and smiled happily walking out from behind the shield. only to be confronted with glares from Luke and Mary...

Luke: “glad you both could finally join us... oh by the way, great idea for starting wayne tech again that is a brilliant plan...”

Mary: “where are your formal wear so i can repair that zipper and whatever else needs on it...”

YN: “its on the couch over near the shield. just dont look back there it aint pretty.”

Kate smiled cause she could only imagine what kind of horrors they would see if they looked.

Kate: “did you find anything on that Hush character from the gala last night?”

Luke: “sadly no but i can say that whoever he is is extremely hard to place. plus there is no mention of anyone named Hush in Bruce’s files anywhere.”

YN: “so he is someone new thats okay cause i am the one that took down Poison ivy, that was one of the only missions i ever did with bruce i had my own suit and everything. Bruce taught me everything he knew. but in those moments ivy had no idea that i was the same girl she had tried to force to kill Batman. then i turned around and clipped her with a batarang to the back of the head and brought her ass to arkham. it was a glorious day. it was also the same day that Bruce told me he was leaving. or well that he was preparing too. he told me for what was coming neither of us should be in the city. so when he left i grabbed what few belongings i had and i left gotham and had been in Star City till yesterday.”

Kate went to mary who handed Kate something which peaked your curiousity, but you werent gonna pry you knew when the time was right Kate would do what her heart commanded.

~1 and a half years later... success had been accross yours and Kates features as you both were running sucessfully 3 businesses. the reopening of wayne tech had gone smoothly. then there was the real estate firm that Kate had been running before you got to gotham as well as a nightclub. a little excessive but its a welcome reprieve with a fully stocked bar. you and Kate were happily living in your penthouse together. you had left alot of it alone due to both of you missed Bruce and wanted him to be honored.~

Kate: “YN, did you put..”

YN: “top drawer in the middle cabinet, Kate did you...”

Kate: “its in your desk in the center drawer...”

you and Kate were functional working happy couple. this was to be the night of the wayne tech gala. you both had put one on as tghe grand reopening and now its a yearly thing. to showcase everything that is in development for the people of gotham.

Kate: “can you believe that its already been almost 2 years...”

YN: “can you believe that i never thought i would have ever been working for wayne tech again.”

kate: “can you believe that you are the most beautiful woman at this party.”

YN: “your not so bad yourself.”

Kate smiled as she came up behind you to help you do up your dress.

Kate: “do you think bruce would be proud of what we have done and are doing?”

YN: “i think whereever he is he is very proud of us... and even better he would be honored that we took this mantle and have upheld it for the good of the Wayne family legacy.”

thats when an intruder alert sounded. it was one of the silent alarms on the wayne manor property.

YN: “we should go as ourselves not in costume.”

Kate: “ill call Mary and Luke and have them stall for time at the gala. we will be there in plenty of time. but your right as usual.”

YN: “good thing we travel to impress.”

Kate: “we also travel combat ready... i get now why you always have slits in your dresses. lets go.”

Kate and you got onto Kates bike and drove off towards the detection. ah yes wayne manor now declared sacred land and only for family, it was unusual that someone would dare to venture onto the property.

upon arrival at the gate you and Kate parked and got off the bike leaving your helmets and hiding the valuables in the safe installed on the bike.

Kate: “keep your eyes open something isnt right.”

YN: “dont worry whatever it is we will make sure to handle this.”

Kate smiles and keeps you close while walking further onto the property. you remembered the last time you had been here before bruce left and disappeared.

Kate: “see anything yet?”

YN: “not yet... wait there is a light inside...”

you start running towards the house Kate follows in suit, you start going up the steps but stop as Kate comes up behind you and grabs your hand both of you walking up those stairs together.

Kate and you each opened one of the double doors, both of you walking inside the light seemingly brighter. you could hear rustling and creeking of floors. you and Kate wanted to charge in “guns” blazing but you were in civilian form not a good idea.

you both stop outside the door to the room, you hear a familiar voice. no it cant be...

Kate: “whoever that is, is going to be tried for trespassing...”

except you knew that voice... you knew who it was...

YN: “dont be rash babe, i recognize the voice.”

you open the door with Kate on your heels.

YN: “talia...”

the figure turns around and remves her hood.

Talia: “its been a long time YN. how have you been?”

YN: “to be fair its been a gong show... what with having just come back to gotham last night after being in star city for the last several years.”

Talia: “i guess it has been a long long time. whose your friend?”

Kate holds her hand towards talia and stands tall beside you.

Kate: “kate kane, im Bruce’s cousin. im as of 1 and a half years ago YN’s girlfriend.”

Talia shakes kates hand.

YN: “what are you doing here talia?”

Talia: “i mean no disrespect but something seemed wrong about Bruce disappearing. something felt wrong and if i can find out why it felt wrong then i can find out where Bruce disappeared to.”

YN: “keep us informed, we have an expo to get too.. we are so late...”

Kate: “if you wish there will be a ticket for you at the door Talia. it was very nice to meet you.”

Talia: “as it was to meet you Kate.”

You and Kate leave Talia to what she was doing and head back to the bike. Tears fell from your eyes thinking about Bruce and how proud he would be of both you and Kate.

Kate: "thinking about Bruce?"

YN: "I just wish he were here to see what we have accomplished. But let's get to the expo and reveal the plans for the developments that we have come up with."

Kate hands you your helmet before hse puts hers on as you both get back on the bike and head to the expo. Parking in the parking garage you make the notion that you both got dirt on your outfits.

Kate: "shit Mary is gonna kill us... She might have planned for something like this... Hold on let me..."

before kate could call Mary, mary rang Kate’s cell...

Kate: “Mary thank god its you listen YN and i had a little run in with some dirt both our outfits are no longer presentable do you have any spare outfits.”

Mary yells at luke and then speaks a moment.

mary: “meet me in the washrooms in the lobby... i will have them there shortly..”

you and Kate sneak your way through the corridors and head into the lobby washrooms. anxiously awaiting Mary’s arrival with your replacement outfits, you made sure that you kept a level head.

Kate: “you look a little tense love...”

YN: “i wanted this night to go smoooth and now we have to do a costume change only a few short moments before we have to be on stage for the toasts. this is not how this night was supposed to go...”

Kate: “not to worry, there is still plenty of time for things to go right.”

Mary walks in a while later, you look at Kate with anticipation for the way that you were hoping this night would go was not what it seemed.

Mary: okay whose first for their outfit change...

Kate: just give me the outfits Mary, you and Luke need to make sure no one comes in here for a few moments while we get changed... once we are changed ill knock on the door and you and come and collect the outfits.

Mary: that sounds do-able. just both of you hurry up people are asking for you, important people.

you and Kate were not sure who could be out there but you both were certain that this night was gonna be a rocking good time.

getting into your clean outfits you both realize that you both are wearing your costume colors. Kate knocks on the door once you both are presentable, mary walks in.

Mary: you both look spectacular!

Kate: ya in our costume colors what is going on?

Mary: luke developed a microchip to change anything into your costumes its like a portable solution. but these are just incase of any ruckass. which we are hoping there wont be but just in case here they are.

Kate: what if we just want to be normal for one night?

Mary reaches into the neckline of Kates shirt and your bra line on your dress and pulls out the microchips.

Mary: if you both change your minds i have the chips now go you both are due for your speech in a few moments.

you and kate go out of the washroom, arriving in the ballroom to be greeted by dignitaries and just in time to be called up on stage. politely excusing yourselves you both walk up on stage.

Kate: whats up gotham city. thank you all so much for coming out tonight. this year so far is really big and productive for the company. i cant believe its been almost 2 years since me and YN brought wayne tech back to life. if bruce wayne were here today, to see what we have done he would be very proud of everything we are doing to keep this legacy alive. the silent auction will run all night the winner will be contacted by telephone and by email. the prizes will be availble for drop off or pick up at wayne tech. now i am gonna turn the mic over to my business partner and girlfriend YN.

YN: thanks kate, so as you all have seen around the room are some of the plans to refurbish some of the wings at arkham as well as build a secure wing for those more deadly super criminals. our goal is to create a more secure enviroment as well as give the orderlies more space for any other crazies that may pop up or have to go to arkham thanks to the donations of you Gotham we almost have the funds to start the arkham asylum expansion project.

Kate: before we sign off for the evening i have something i would like to do. bare with me i have not put alot of thought into this but here it goes.

Kate turns to you taking your hand in her own.

Kate: Yn you and i have taken Wayne tech and brought it back from the dust and shadows like a phoenix in rebirth but tonight as we boht stand before all of gotham i have a question for you, this night at this gala i want to know. Will you YN marry me?

she then got down on one knee and held a ring box to you open to a rose gold entwined celtic knot band with a emerald cut stone in the center. your face went pretty fast from shock to a face of happy complete utter joy.

YN: yes!

was all you managed to squeak out. kate placed the ring on your finger and kissed you before holding both your hands up for the press to see the gripped shot of the engagement ring.

you were not sure what else would come out of your mouth. thats when luke stepped onto the stage with mary. both of them bringing you and kate some champagne.

mary: waiters are coming around with champagne will you all please join me in raising a toast to YN and Kate the best people for the right jobs at the right moments. we are honored to be in your debt. to YN and Kate.

the toast made, the congratulations flowed in, the press all over your engagement. even the crows offered congratulations.

~what happens now is a different story for a different time~

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