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Haven't been able to write much sadly, but! I did pull this beginning out of my butt lmao so
Enjoy??
Winter Wonderland; a thing I was hoping to post everyday of the month on ao3 ; bUT I FAILED THAT SO
Enjoy a little snippet of what it's gonna be!
SO
I miss Prompto and I wanted angst
Here's a bit of the thing I'm writing
.. Might do some Prompto/Noctis later winkwonk
Why does everyone like angst holy wows
I wasn't expecting that
Wuwvwkvwj
Lance sighed, leaning back in the chair; eyes wandering around the Lions cockpit as he listens to the gentle hum from the machine; almost like a cat purring. It was soothing, reminding Lance of his old cat Gizmo back on earth; the thought bringing tears to his eyes. How is his little Princess doing? How is his family? Are they all okay? A lot can happen in a span of a day, let alone years. Worry and what ifs clouded his head; drowning other noise out, it all being white noise. Even the soothing purr from the Blue lion couldn't assist his clouding thoughts, getting worse and worse as he sits.
Closing his eyes, Lance takes a deep breath; abruptly standing up. His eyes fluttered open, his gaze falling on another paladin, standing before their respective lion. It makes him think, he isn't the only one away from home. He can't whine now, no matter how much he misses his mother's dinners and hugs: or his siblings laughs and playfulness that he can't experience here. He can't miss the pies his grandmother bakes.. Nor the rain: which they play in despite getting colds after. He can't miss it.
No, he has to stand tall and fight the Galra empire, Hagger and Zarkon; there's no time to cry over his family. Over Earth.
Everyone is homesick. It isn't just him, he knows this, yet-.. Yet he can't help at cry; mourning for the things he wishes he had once more. The things he took for granted. He wants it all back.
He's only a teenager: not some savior of the galaxy. He shouldn't even be a paladin. Why did Blue chose him? Why?
An image of himself, standing in front of the beach with the waves crashing against the shore popped into his head. He was crying in the image, yet he forced a smile for those around him.
He remembers that day; it was the day they lost a family member. He had been the oldest kid, besides his sister. They were the only ones who understood that their grandfather was never coming back. He had to lie to the kids about it. Say he was in a better place.
"Why did you show me that, Blue?"
Another image popped into his head; a freeze frame of him laughing with the other paladins; all huddled around one another. It was after a mission, he notes absentmindedly.
It's as though she's telling him he's the one for her. To pilot her and take care of her. Like she'll take care of him; making sure he's okay.
A picture of Earth pulled up on the dash; with coordinates. Blue was giving him a chance to back out; knowing what was in his head. His thoughts; the yearning to feel the sand between his toes once more.. To have family dinners..
Tears burned at the corner of Lances eyes; slowly slipping down his face, his body trembling. He couldn't go home yet, but he knew he had the option; in Blues heart he had permission. That's all he needs..
"Thank you, Blue. For everything.."
Hi by the way-, I can take requests for writing stuff??? Like, short scenarios??? For ships?? And readers??? And yea??? I mean?? Due to my wrist I won't be able to write it as quickly but!! I can try! Plus writing short scenarios are fun & usually can be cute? DunNO
Anyway I'll tag the stuff I'll write; like the ships & characters
Me suddenly remembering KNB exists
And fire force (no ships for ff tho; just to make it easier on myself)
So oOP
The normal outgoing loud mouthed owl is quiet and reserved, not bothering to express his emotions and feelings. It's terrifying to Akaashi. He's tried everything he could think of; from compliments to gifts; nothing works. Bokuto just shrugs him off and mumbles a soft thank you before leaving. The setter is in a bind.
Normally Bokuto snaps right out of it fairly quickly, but for some reason this has been going on for about a week or so. He just can't figure it out. It's been effecting the team's performance lately too; the couch had approached Akaashi asking if he knew what was wrong with the captain. His answer wasn't to be expected, since it was a no, he had no clue on what was wrong.
Quietly, Akaashi sighs, running his fingers through his raven hair; his gaze locked on the older man standing before him, arms crossed and frowning. Should he say something? Or would it only make things worse? The setter took a small step forward, stopping immediately when Bokuto turned around to face him; brows furrowed, a large grown tugging at the corners of his lips.
Watching as Bokuto uncrossed his arms, Akaashi toyed with his fingers a bit; nervously waiting for what the other as going to say. He seemed to debate, just silently starting at the setter. It felt like forever as they stared at one another, silence looming over them; until Bokuto opened his mouth.
"Akaashi-", he paused, biting his lower lip as he adverted his eyes; the tips of his ears dusting a light pink, "I've been thinking of ways to ask this? I've even asked Kuroo! Who.. Gave advice that I'm not gonna use; he's my bro but it was really weird listening to his advice. Maybe taking it would be better? I don't know, but-"
Akaashi breathed out a little, eyes crinkling happily at the way the other was rambling. Softly, he interrupted the man, "Bokuto-san, calm down." He placed a hand on Bokutos shoulder, giving it a light squeeze in reassurance; the earlier anxiety returning. He wondered what got Bokuto all flustered, noting the way Bokutos cheeks started to dust a light red, as his ears.
"Do you want to go out?!" Bokuto yelled suddenly, after a beat of silence; startling the setter.
Akaashis eyes widened at the question, his brain scrambling to catch up; as his face felt warmer than before. He scanned Bokutos face; realizing the longer he stayed silent, the more Bokuto looked dejected; his mouth forming an upset pout.
"Yes, I'd like to, Bokuto-san." He finally answered, hand falling from the others shoulder. Now it was his time to avert his eyes, as he toyed with his fingers once more. His heart was pounding, his hands feeling clammy. He was? Just asked out? By Bokuto? He still really couldn't wrap his head around the words, but his answering being yes felt right.
He remained relatively composed though, despite his inner turmoil; a smile curling at his lips as Bokuto whooped loudly; pulling him into a bone crushing hug. Bokuto spun around, still holding the setter: who's smile only got wider.
"Guys! Practice is over go home!" The couch called out to the two; startling them both. They looked at each other, then at the clock.
Right, it was over. Akaashis smile dropped off his face, eyes finding Bokutos. "Let's go home, Bokuto-san."
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After they parted ways; Akaashi covered the bottom of his flushed face; eyes following Bokutos back as he walked away-, and against all odds, he called out, "Bokuto-san! Do you want to stay the night at my house? My mother won't mind.."
Bokuto turns around and with the brightest grin he ever had, he screamed back, "Yes!"
Stifling his laughter, the setter waited as Bokuto runs back to him, scooping him up into his arms. "This means I can carry you home!" He cheers loudly, snuggling his face against Akaashis; who was greatly embarrassed at the action.
"I can walk."
"I'm carrying you!"
".. Alright, Bokuto-san. Don't drop me."
Bokuto laughed, holding Akaashi tighter; "I won't!"
Grinning softly, Akaashi relaxes in Bokutos embrace as he carried the setter the entire way home.
Akaashi admittedly wasn't much of a touchy feely person, but he enjoyed being carried.. Don't tell Bokuto, he'll try to carry him everywhere.
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To be honest, Akaashi was glad that Bokuto wasn't seriously upset.. The question did startle him though.
Glancing over at the other, who was sprawled out and snoring, Akaashi let a smile form on his lips; genuine and soft. He reached over and brushed his finger tip against Bokutos cheek, a gentle feather of a touch; so he didn't wake him. He wasn't worried about waking up Bokuto; he's a heavy sleeper.
He couldn't complain. Having a cuddly owl for a boyfriend wasn't so bad.. Until Bokuto tried to smother him as he sleeps. Akaashi swears he's never sleeping next to him again. Bokuto also slapped him in the face like-, three times!
.. Spoiler alert.. He breaks that swear. Tis be cutes.
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So, I wanted soft & cute
SO I WROTE SOFT & CUTE
Hi by the way-, I can take requests for writing stuff??? Like, short scenarios??? For ships?? And readers??? And yea??? I mean?? Due to my wrist I won't be able to write it as quickly but!! I can try! Plus writing short scenarios are fun & usually can be cute? DunNO
Anyway I'll tag the stuff I'll write; like the ships & characters
And I oop
Boredom tbh
Mingi icons💗
*like or reblog if you save
*please DO NOT repost/edit
mINGI IS SO GOSHDARN CUTE
An introduction! Cause I'm tiny & oOP
Anyway; yea! I have no clue how to tag this; since I mentioned kpop groups?? NDJSKANKSKS
Oh! I also roleplay; though I haven't done that in a while, I'm more than willing to!!
I never write what I say I'm gonna write
This desperately needs edited but for a start it works for now lmao
But now I gotta take a break from writing for a bit, unfortunately
Or else my wrist will cry (I think I sprained it??) sO AYY
"he does actually love keith he was just a dumbass"
Anyway yea I'm never gonna finish this idea & it makes me sad but at the same time-
It's been done before by lots of people sO; (hanakahi disease)
But, I have other things I can easily work on; still gotta get "Heartbeat Halo" started and ready lmao;
I-.. I want.. Domestic husbands
Soft & cute
For klance
And.. And I'm gonna go write it & cry
Cause it's 7:30am and I'm babysitting bUT I WANT SOFT AND CUTE CAUSE I HAD A BAD NIGHT DARNIT
SO HERE WE GO
I'm.. Probably gonna post it on ao3.. Cause I have no self control and yea
Me?? In love with the hanahaki disease??? Oh yes!
(anemones are supposed to mean fragility, death, and/or forsaken love. Sorry if it wasn't correct; I had to look it up-? So! If I'm wrong pls lemme know!!)
Something cute I was working on;
They babies & Lance is having a bi panic moment
Keith is too pretty for his own good and Lance can't handle it
Some Langst???
Nyha I'm sad & venting
Kinda lmao