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i figured i would make a tumblr recs list since it will be a while till i make another ao3 one hehe
thanks for checking out my list :), i say this everytime but this is important: make sure to support the authors!
also sorry i havenāt made a recs list in a while! iāve been burnt out from school lately and just didnāt think to make one š„²
various x reader, unrequited love with the haikyuu boys, made me sad but part 2 fixes it all trust me, š
tanaka x reader, comfort short, so sickingly sweet it hurts, this lil fic is perf for when ur sad and need some love, š
various x reader, how they cope with ur death, this oneās for when you want some angst :/, š
osamu x reader, exes to lovers, this one sorta reminds me of those hallmark movies where the girl leaves her small middle of no where hometown for the big city for work, and leaves behind her boyfriend who stays behind to have a small shop in their hometown, i literally adored this one pls read it, š
sakusa x reader, strangers to friends to lovers, 1930s/1940s au, MILITARY MAN SAKUSA! this one was just⦠wow, never really have seen an au like this, not disappointed in the slightest, read it now, š
kageyama x reader, childhood friends ish to lovers, love this one, makes you feel all mushy for kageyama :ppp, š
iwaizumi x reader, fake dating trope, literally love this one, iām such a simp for iwa, if you love fake dating + iwaizumi this is for you, š
kita x reader, fic masterlist, arranged marriage au!, okay so iām not a big fan of arranged marriage fics, but this⦠this was incredible. it was so well written and the build up between y/n and kita was so natural and not forced, itās only three chapters but the chapters are very long! pls check out it was amazing, š
bokuto x reader, oneshot from the story āThe Ghosts we seeā which i have on one of my recs lists here š, i actually really enjoyed this one since i adore the fic itās based on, for-warning, pretty smuttyš, š
iwaizumi x reader, this is by augustine!! i love all of her works, theyāre like a pick me up, iwaizumi literally gives you sm butterflyās while reading, in short, 3 of the valentines days youāve spent with iwaizumi :), š
sakusa x reader, ENEMIES TO LOVERS ROYAL AU!!! guys. i passed out from pure joy when i discovered this story. three of my favorite things in one fic: haikyuu, enemies to lovers, and royal aus. such a pleasure to read. trust me on this one and read it rn!!! š
ushijima x reader, ushijima comfort ushijima comfort ushijima comfort ushijima comfort!! if you know me you know i love this man. so when i see beautiful comfort fics about my fav?? i lose it. 10/10 made me happy when i was sad. š
akaashi x reader, angst. so much angst. itās actually not really angsty with akaashi but with his current girlfriend (lil spoiler: sheās a fucking cunt). but the ending is so rewarding after reading it. itās also by demxnsxcous which if you havenāt been to her page then go immediately after reading. have never read one bad work of theirs. š
ushijima x reader, r-royal au, royal au!!!! king ushijima š„“, i love this man. and this man as your protective king husband is more than i could ever ask for. this story gives me butterflyās when heās being protective hehe, š
suna x reader, KNIGHT SUNA AND PRINCESS READER!!!! i think you guys can tell of my everlasting love for royal aus. this link will take you to the masterlist for this little miniseries. i really love this one. the relationship with reader and suna makes you so happy and sad. happy because seeing how happy they are and how much they love each other makes your day. but sad because they can never really be together becuase of social and class standards. š
iwaizumi x reader, i LOVE this one. itās about a rich girl going off on her own and leaving her old life behind. and guess which tough bad boy she meets? mhm. itās not done yet but iām so excited for the next chapter, iām on the taglist and everything ;)) š
osamu x reader, fake dating, friends to lovers <333 this one only has 2 chapters out so far but i just know this oneās gonna be good. i cant wait for more and more chapters to come out and for this story to develop. iām already in love with half the characters. adore this so far. š
hinata x reader. i actually barley if ever read hinata fics. this oneās timeskip and i was pleasantly surprised. itās such a satisfying read. i very much enjoyed it. the ending is also very sweet;) š
kuroo x reader, angel reader and demon kuroo, half modern/half magic au. read this one a little while back, loved it. lot of smut hehe. definitely a guilty pleasure. the ending made me smile since it perfectly ended the game of cat and mouse kuroo and the reader were playing. š
semi x reader, rockstar semi eita⦠much i say more? exes to lovers. oh my god. i remember when i read this for the first time, i could not stop reading it. i re read this over and over again. i donāt really wanna give too much away, but iāll finish off with this: fuck semi eita ;)) š
you don't say anything as you push the door to his room open, and to your relief, neither does satan. he watches you from his cross-legged position on the ground, glinting green eyes scanning you over before flickering between you and his bed. you know it's his permission for you to stay, so you bow your head in gratitude before shutting the door behind you and shuffling over to his bed.
you're careful to avoid the stacks of tomes scattered along the ground as you make your way over, gracefully hopping up onto his mattress so that you can rest your back on the headboard and spread your legs out on the bed. all the while, satan watches you with muted adoration, face stoic enough that you might think he didn't care about what you did, but heart racing all the same.
as you settle in, satan takes his cue to move to his bed as well, swiping a book you hadn't seen before from his shelves. the blond stands at the side of the bed, gesturing to you to shift over and make enough room for him to slide in beside you. he throws a blanket over your legs, tugging it so it can cover his as well.
once satan decides he's found the perfect position, he flips the book open to the first page, throat clearing as he prepares to read aloud.
his voice, like a river in the night, is cold, and soothing; flowing and gentle under the low light. your eyes grow heavy, and it's not long before satan guides your head to his shoulder to rest.
satan whispers a soft goodnight into your hair as his fingers trail along your jawline, leaving you feeling like you've gotten lost the clouds as you finally fall asleep.
you guys i was in class zoning out and I thought of something crazy. I was thinking about permashifting and how i might just do it and erase my memories of this dr and then i got to thinking⦠What if this isnāt my og dr and i permashifted here and scripted all of this struggle finding out how to shift to build character. Yea my life isnāt that great but what if itās what the og esme wanted at the time. Maybe I scripted i would find out like this too. Iām literally tripping out and now idk what to do.
ao3 recs
Iāll be giving brief summaryās because iām too lazy and have tennis in a hour and because the stories obvi have a description
support all of the authors <3
Habits of my Heart
-Ushijima x reader, acquaintances to friends to lovers, my favorite fanfic of all time (that sounds corny but idc), i cannot stress enough how good of a fanfic this was, it captures ushijimas character so well, i think this is how he would genuinely be like if he was falling in love. ongoing
Golden Girl
-Ushijima x manager reader, strangers (only for a brief moment) to friends to lovers, another rlly rlly good one, ongoing
Youāre not the one
Atsumu x reader/Suna x reader, fake dating trope, by the same author as habits of my heart (thatās how you know itās good) tbh i think the fake dating trope is rlly overused but that all changed after i read this, this story was so good and well written def recommend, completed
White Noise
Atsumu x reader, best friends to lovers, i love this fic a lot, it made me so frustrated reading because i just wanted them to just shut up and kiss, the ending was so perfect i loved it. also i loved when i would comment and the author would respond to me :))) completed
The Premonition Of Love
Ushijima x reader, friends to lovers, i havenāt read this one in a while since it hasnāt updated since july, but it was so good. it was one of my first fics that i read on ao3 and i need to reread it, i still have screenshots i look back on from when i first read it :) ongoing
The other side of the court
Tsukishima x reader/ Ushijima x reader, this was such an interesting love triangle, donāt get your hopes up it hasnāt been updated since october 2020 but it was so good that i had to share it (you can all suffer with me), its so interesting seeing tsukishima get jealous and see ushijimas feelings develop pls read ongoing
Breath
Oikawa x reader, enemies to lovers, now this ones interesting, itās a witch au but not hogwarts (which i feel like i never see), and oikawa and reader hated each other all through school until one day (years after they graduate and havenāt seen each other in a while) reader moves into a new house in a forest to reconnect with magic and guess who her only neighbor is ;)) ongoing
Shiritorizawa Antics
Shiritorizawa x manager reader (platonic), such a cute fic, even though itās platonic i rlly enjoyed this it was so funny, ongoing
Change Of Heart
Sakusa x reader, strangers to lovers, college au, this has only 5 chapters as of oct 1st, but itās already rlly rlly good, itās by heartcondemned (who wrote habits of my heart and youāre not the one) so obviously i trust this author sm, pls read it it, ongoing
Managing the Cats den
Kuroo x reader, nekoma x reader (platonic), this fic was actually inspired by shiritorizawa antics so if you read that one youāll like this one, itās very similar to it but itās unique too, i really enjoyed this one, completed
Ghosts We See
Multiple Characters x reader, fantasy/normal au, this one is so interesting omg, SLOWBURN, when i say slowburn i mean it, looooong chapters too, the author also has a tumblr where they post oneshots from the story, i think itās the same user as their ao3, def check out, ongoing
(un)loving miya atsumu
Atsumu x reader, lowkey made me angry reading this but thatās a good thing, i really did like it just not the ending (it frustrated me) š completed
Twenty Days
Tendou x reader, i feel like i never see any long tendou x reader fics and this was such a good one, i really enjoyed this one, it was so cute and sweet, completed
Stained
Kageyama x reader/ Tsukshima x reader, mafia au, now this one was a ride, it was sosososos good, i remember back in april when i read it and i was in such shock because of how good it was, you will feel very bad for kageyama in this, completed
guys what does it mean if iāve been dreaming about my failed talking stage a lot lately? Heās plaguing my mind and it doesnāt help that heās my IDEAL type
Itās crazy when your looking for some fluff and you see the title of a piece and it looks like itās fluff because of the sweet title. Little do you know itās literally the sluttiest smut fix you have ever layer eyes on.
Everyone is talking about how Spotify is making them feel special but I HAVE APPLE MUSIC AND NOW I FEEL LEFT OUT
itās time to start making drs based on pokĆ©mon games.
itās 2024 and iām still dangerously obsessed with chosoā¦
i am absolutely in love with ur writing AND with gepard landau,, can i request a first kiss fic for him? i read your kiss the girl fic for dan heng and ITS SO GOOD!! tysm in advance, take care of yourself!
summary ⯠gepard knows he can't keep these feelings to himself. gepard also knows that he can never tell you about how he feels. so, he goes to the person he tells all his secrets to: serval. serval, who told pela. pela, who is determined to set you two up. and doing so, entails a bookish adventure for you to enjoy.
tana's words ⯠i too am in love with gepard. i feel u anon. also thank u for the kind words!
tags ⯠matchmaking (serval and pela). first kiss. pining (this should be expected). bookish!reader. bookstore owner!reader. oblivious idiots.
ITāS EXTREMELY SURPRISING TO HEAR GEPARD frantically knocking on the doors of nevermore workshop, so serval obviously had to open the doors for him.
when he entered, gepard immediately shut the doors as if he was being followed. the expression on his face was dire; he looked as if he was chased by wolves and he was being hunted down.
āgepard?ā serval asked, concern dripping in her tone, āwhat the hell happened?ā
āserval,ā gepard panted. serval was getting worried; this was all irregular behavior coming from gepard, āi need help.ā
gepard never asked for help. he is one of the most self-sufficient and stubborn people serval knows. he would rather stare death in the face instead of asking someone for help.
āwhat is it?ā serval rushed by his side, āwhatever you need, i got you.ā
āi think i have feelings for,ā gepard sighed, palm dragging across his face, āthe owner of the bookstore,ā he finishes quietly.
servalās jaw dropped. it wasnāt because of the declaration of gepardās crush. it was that he made it sound so dramatic. serval thought that he was being tracked down and was about to be sent to the madhouse.
āare you serious!ā serval shoved gepard, āi thought you were about to die or something!ā
gepard recoiled at servalās shove; his sister was stronger than most people thought, āit feels like i am! every time iām around them my heart rate quickens so much that i think iām about to have a heart attack. i get all nervous on the inside and i can barely think with them beside me.ā
aeons, gepard has definitely fallen in love with you.
āwaitāÆso, where are you gonna go from here?ā serval leaned on the counter, trying to process all the words her brother confessed.
āthatās the thing,ā gepard sighed again. he sounded like a lovesick puppy, āi donāt know. thatās why i came here, i thought youād be able to help.ā
āum. you are aware of my past relationship with cocolia, right? i think iām like the least qualified person you should be asking romance advice from,ā serval pointed out.
āi donāt know who else i could tell,ā gepard ran a hand through his hair. this was really stressing him out.
āhow about you just⦠tell them?ā serval suggested.
āno!!ā gepard shook his head distraughtly, āi canāt do that. what if they donāt feel the same?ā
āthen itās not meant to be,ā serval said, āsimple as that.ā
ābut itās not,ā gepard whined. serval thought he was making this a lot more complicated than it needed to be. when she was his age, she confessed her feelings to cocolia like it was nothing. they were happy until the break up anyway.
but then it donned on serval. gepard had little to no relationship experience. the only āexperienceā serval remembers him having was when they were children: his friend had a crush on him and tried to confessed, but gepard rejected her.
thatās why gepard was so distressed. he had no idea how to go on with this. these feelings for you? all new. what he missed out as a teenager, he is now getting as an adult.
ātell you what,ā serval wrapped her arm around her brotherās shoulder, āiāll get this sorted out. trust me. yn will never know about this,ā she reassured him.
āyou just go along with your guardly duties. iāll help you,ā serval grinned. she knew that she had the perfect plan. except, she couldnāt do it alone.
pela already knew about your crush on the silvermane guard captain. every time he greeted the two of you at the book store, pela practically saw the hearts in your eyes. it was sickening and disgusting, but it was cute too.
what pela didnāt know, however, was that gepard has a crush on you as well.
serval came to pela just a few minutes after gepardās confession. she knew that she probably shouldnāt have told pela right after the conversation happened, but serval didnāt know how else to console gepard.
āso⦠youāre telling me that they both like each other?!ā serval slammed her hands on the counter. āand theyāre both too scared to confess!?ā
āthatās exactly what i said, yes,ā pela monotonously replied.
you knew that there couldnāt be anything between you and gepard. it was highly improbable that you, a bookstore owner, would be able to gain the captain of the silvermane guardās interest. it seemed like something straight out of a fictional (key word: fictional) romance novel.
so you appreciated his friendship while he was around. sometimes, as a way to become closer to the captain, youād suggest different books to him every week. despite being on the front lines quite often, he always comes back to see you. well, he comes back for the books anyway.
serval groaned into her hands, āso what do we do? they both like each other but they literally canāt bear to admit it.ā
pela smirked. sheās read enough romance novels to figure out what to do next.
ātwo words, serval,ā pela smirked, āgrand. gesture.ā
gepard took a few deep breaths before approaching your book store. after his chat with serval, he's been distressed the entire day. he had these feelings for you storming all over his body; occasionally, they'd get so strong that it would feel like those feelings would overtake him.
he opened the door, book in hand, and greeted you formally. gepard couldn't help it: he was so nervous, he wasn't able to function straight.
"hello, captain gepard," you turned around. you were on a latter stacking books on top of bookshelves. originally, you thought it would be cool to have towering shelves, however you quickly learned that it was extremely impractical and difficult.
"i told you," gepard stood near the counter, refusing to slouch in your presence, "you can call me gepard."
"and i told you," you grunted, trying to reach a higher spot on a shelf, "to drop the formalities," you grinned to yourself.
gepard noticed your (potentially) perilous situation and quickly got near the end of the latter. in the case that you fall, at least gepard would be there to catch you.
fortunately, you made your way down the tall latter peacefully. as you descended, the sight of gepard holding down the latter for you made you flush. it was the bare minimum, but it still made your heart speed up.
when he reached out his hand to guide you down (it was out of instinct), you gave him a warm smile. it looked easy on the outside, but you were burning up on the inside. similarly, gepard had the same reaction. for you, he'd do anything.
"thank you," you held onto his hand for a little longer. once you realized what you were doing you quickly recoiled your hand away and apologized. gepard wished your hand was still entwined with his; he wanted to hold onto to the feeling of your hand in his. gepard wanted to trace patterns on your hands, wanted to feel every part of them.
as an attempt to dissipate the tension (it was making you nervous), you decided to ask gepard for help. "we had a busy day yesterday. a best seller recently came out; people were storming the shelves. good for my profit but not good for my sanity," you let out an airy laugh, "would you mind helping me clean up?"
realizing what you just did (asking the captain of the silvermane guards for help) you quickly added, "unless you're busy! then i'll be okay. you can leave. i'll be fine," you rambled.
gepard parted his lips, almost as if he was about to say something. how could you ever think he wouldn't make time for you? even so, he'd deploy a few other guards if you needed help. he'd make sure your needs were met as soon as possible.
he reached his arm out; his hands were close to your collarbone. then he reached back, scared of what would happen next. how silly. the captain of the silvermane guards was not scared of no monster, but of rejection of the one he likes.
"i'll stay for anything," gepard blurted. you were taken aback for a second, but then once you realized what he had just said, you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and covertly pinched yourself to make sure that whatever was happening was not a dream.
gepard didn't intend to add, "anything," to his sentence. but his mind was thinking it, and then it just accidentally came out. he meant what he said though. if the bluntness of his voice didn't show his sincerity, the blush that was slowly grazing his face probably did.
"thank you, gepard," you bit the inside of your lip to keep yourself from beaming too hard. you had to turn away from the captain once again, for your smile at his words would be too embarrassing to show. how silly of you to act so giddy and childish at one simple word.
gepard thinks he could hear you say his name a million times, and he would never get bored. he wants to hear his name on your lips as if it were a mantra; you've said his name a few times before, and each time he swears he gets more and more addicted to the sound.
"how about i start on the right and you'll start on the left. that way, we'll both finish in the middle!" you clapped your hands together. you gave gepard a reassuring smile.
you two started on opposite sides, but how gepard wished that you two would be closer. however, there are positives to this situation. gepard can brainstorm ideas for the "grand gesture" pela and serval texted him about.
gepard already had ideas in mind. he just needed to figure out the material for them. he obviously will not tear out papers from a book; that will cause more harm than good (for you and gepard; he cares about books).
while gepard was planning, you were blushing. you still couldn't believe he actually stayed with you. surely, there are more important deeds than helping out a leisurely bookstore owner. and this was the most boring task ever: organizing books. yet, gepard was still here. and he was only a few feet away from you.
you turned back to observe gepard; you wanted to see if you had trapped him in a boring task or not. to your surprise, gepard seemed to be enjoying this. he would flip through pages of various books, spend time reading the summaries; gepard would even go as far to reading the first few pages of some books.
gepard liked to read. at first, he started coming to the bookstore to fetch some books for pela. however, after he met you, he began to adopt a newfound interest in books that he never had before. he read some of pela's books, discovered that he did not like them, and went to browse for more. that's when you came up. you thought you had talked his entire ear off that entire morning; you went on and on and on about what kind of books he would like.
you tried to ignore him afterwards; you even offered the books for free because you were so embarrassed. but gepard kept coming back. your recommendations impressed him: gepard had never met anyone who was so meticulous at their craft. and he loved hearing you talk. he loved your rambles, your rants, your reviews. maybe that was the first sign.
gepard caught your gaze as he turned around. he had the same motivation as you: he wanted to see how you were faring in this task. did you miss the proximity you had before? are you flustered as well? do you like him too?
you two were both staring at each other, thoughts racing, until you shouted, "see something you like?" to break the tension.
gepard thought the question was a taunt at first; similar to asking, "like what you see?"
"no!" he abruptly shouted, trying to hide the fact that he was just staring at you. and then he realized the real meaning of your question: he was browsing the books with such intensity. the truth was, he was trying to find your favorite books. you've informed him about them before, always on your bookish rants. he was going to use them for his gesture later on.
thinking that he now looks like an idiot, gepard tries to save himself by shouting back, "i mean⯠yes! i do. these books are nice," he tried to cover up.
you seemed not to register his mistake, as you tell him, "whatever you want, it's on the house. for your work today. it'll be on the house for life!" you put some books on some shelves and move closer to the middle.
gepard shook his head and chuckled, "you've always given books to me for free." he put some books back and continued around the room.
"are you complaining?" you raised an eyebrow, "what if i just kept a tab on you this entire time? and you never knew?" more books get put away.
"then i'd rightfully pay you back," gepard wholeheartedly responded, "or i'd arrest you," he joked.
you mock-gasped, "for what?" you're getting closer to the middle now.
stealing my heart, the intrusive part of gepard's mind thought. he'd been hanging out with serval too much; he would never say that. gepard internally cringed.
"false advertising," he moved closer to the middle, āi don't know," he smiled to himself. gepard doesn't think he would have the heart to arrest you.
you blushed at hearing the captain lost on amendments. the captain wouldn't know how to arrest you. is this flirting? or are you reading too much into it?
you don't know if the heat on the back of your neck is from gepard's words or the sun shining so brightly on the back of your neck. you stack some more books on shelves; you've now reached the middle. you're having trouble reaching one of the shelves, but you're too lost in your thoughts to even think about that.
in fact, you're too lost in your thoughts that you don't even notice the warmth disappear from the back of your neck. your cheeks are still warm, so you are still blushing. your struggles with the tall bookshelf are lost when you feel a hand over yours.
"i'll take that," gepard quietly mumbles. it's so quiet that you didn't hear it at first.
on instinct, you turn towards him. when you looked at the position the both of you were in, you noticed that you were caged against him. you were caged against the captain of the silvermane guards. against a bookshelf.
gepard towered over you. his body was centimeters closer to fully pressing on you. his breath was fanning on your face. you could see every detail of his face from your view from below. your hands were so close to grazing his chest, so you immediately slapped them to your sides. you gulp, you start to breath quicker, and you feel like you're about to combust.
you swallowed, trying not to move. you were frozen in place as you tried not to disturb gepard. you gaped at him as he was working to organize the books, not noticing the position the two of you were in.
when gepard finished, he gave a sigh of relief. he underestimated your job: if you had to do this every day, you were probably stronger than some of his soldiers. when he opened his eyes, he was greeted by your wide eyes staring right into his.
he was breath-taken by your beauty. the look in your eyes as you look into his was captivating. gepard needed it framed. the way your lips parted made him go feral; his heart stuttered with every second he looked at you.
his arm was pinned above your head. your bodies were so close that you kept focusing on the rise and fall of gepardās chest. the way his expression scanned yours made you want to quiver against him.
you said the first sentence, āhard work?ā your tone was breathless. you were still trying to catch your breath.
āyeah,ā he sighed, still not noticing the way your bodies curved into each other, āhard work.ā
ādid i waste your time?ā you whispered. it was quiet, like you were ashamed of your actions. you looked down at his chest rather than his face.
āno,ā gepard leaned in, trying to hear your voice one more time. he tilted your head up slightly with his fingers so you could look at him, āyouād never.ā
silence crippled the room. it was just you and gepard, the two of you leaning oh-so-close together that your lips were nearly about to touch. a part of you wanted to lean into him; you wanted to pull him closer and closer until you were both out of breath.
but that was delusional. that was something straight out of romance novels, and your life was anything but.
gepard leaned in closer on purpose. he gave into temptation and wanted to feel your lips on his. he wanted to grab you by the waist and pull you so tightly into him. he wanted this: he wanted your kiss, he wanted your insight, he wanted you.
but with gepard, want is not something one could have. especially one like him.
āiām sorry,ā he abruptly let go, āiāmāÆi think, i have something i need to do,ā he took a few steps back away from you, leaving about three feet in distance. quite the opposite from how you two were positioned a few seconds ago.
āoh,ā you let go immediately. āiām sorry! i didnāt know,ā you quickly ran to the other side of the room. you wanted to hide from embarrassment.
ānot your fault!ā gepard shouted as he headed for the exit, āgoodbye mx yn!ā
you didnāt bother to say goodbye as you slammed the door shut after he left. what just happened was mortifying. the position you two were in? the way you two gradually leaned closer to each other? no wonder he ran away, you thought, you mustāve scared him off.
oh, if only you knew how wrong you were.
you didn't see gepard for a week after the incident. he hadn't come into the bookstore at all the entire week. however, that also could've been your fault: you've been in and out of the bookstore for the past week. if you faced gepard after the incident (you've dubbed), you'd probably apologize and beg for forgiveness.
but still, wouldn't he come in and leave a note? wouldn't he at least stop by once? did you scare him off that badly? the more you thought about it, the more you thought about becoming a hermit.
you'd thought you terrified him and ruined your friendship (and any future hope of a relationship) until flowers appeared on the counter of the bookstore. your assistant refused to let you know who they were from.
you bent down and eyed the pot of flowers sitting on the counter. they were your favorite color: pink. you had to admit, they were gorgeous. they looked well grown, as if these were from a master gardener. the flowers bloomed perfectly, each petal reaching out for the sun.
the message of the flowers also intrigued you. begonias are the flowers that symbolizes knowledge and deep thoughts. whoever gifted these to you must have been very observant or they wanted to be your intern.
"did someone come by asking to be my intern?" you stood up and put your hands on your hips. your lip twisted in thought. you were a bit preoccupied at the moment; the bookstore was getting exceptionally busy and (with your whole gepard crisis going on) you didn't think you were fit to be a mentor at the moment.
"no," your assistant shook her head. you leaned back on the counter, wondering why (and who) would gift you flowers on such a strange day. you already knew it wasn't gepard, due to the awkward tension surrounding the both of you right now, so you had a big list to narrow down.
"but," your assistant continued, "someone dropped off this letter with the flowers. they told me to give it to you after you saw the flowers," your assistant handed you the letter.
it was very formal, the letter. it's envelope was very extravagant, fit for someone with high standards. the stamp was still warm, meaning that this letter had been written recently. you tore open the envelope to reveal it's contents.
yn,
please do me the honor of accompanying me to everwinter cafe tonight. i would really appreciate seeing you there.
gl
"g.l." you paused, "as in green lantern?!" you asked your assistant, wide eyes and all. "who is trying to cosplay as a superhero to talk to me? this is insane. did i owe someone a book or something? charged them extra?" you panicked.
your assistant frowned at your idiocy. who else could 'gl' entail to besides gepard landau? "what if it's the captain," your assistant urged on, nudging your shoulder.
"it couldn't be the captain," you jolted. does your assistant know? "we barely even talk," you try to reason.
"he comes in here nearly every day," your assistant counters, "if not every day, be it every other day," they sighed.
"he just comes in to look at books," you placed the flowers in a safe space in the shelves. "we don't converse as often as you think."
"you talk every day," you assistant drags on. "you're telling me that the two of you have no relations whatsoever?"
"weāÆit's complicated," you sighed, "long story short, it could never be the captain," you looked down at the plant. even if it was gepard, what was he doing? sending anonymous flowers? cryptic notes? why couldn't he just talk to you?
"you should go," your assistant encouraged, "you never know. it could be the captain or it could be another potential secret admirer."
"you think?" you raised an eyebrow. your assistant nodded in response.
you looked at the flowers one more time. though you wished it was gepard who sent them, you knew it was probably someone else trying to flatter you into taking them in as an intern. but as you stared at the begonias, no other thoughts beside gepard consumed your mind
it was late when you walked to everwinter cafe. tonight was not a particularly chilly night, but belobog's slight chill was ever present.
you walked around aimlessly, trying to walk slowly so you can prolong the sight of your "intern." you tried to focus on other things as you walked past, such as the plants and heaters surrounding the city. it's wondrous how things such as plants are still able to flourish in times like these.
as you viewed your surroundings, you saw a note placed on a lamppost close to the cafe. it read, "'i know you're working. i wanted to be somewhere...' safe? familiar? comfortable? 'near you.'
you automatically knew which book that quote was from. book lovers by emily henry. it was your favorite romance book; you've raved about it many times with gepard.
as you continued, you saw another note, "'if you saw yourself the way other people see you, you'd never doubt again.' 'how do people see me?' 'like you're the most beautiful, most remarkable, thing they've ever seen."
you must admit, you blushed a little bit while internally reading that. the only reason you blushed was that because you discussed that quote with gepard. you were talking about the 'twisted' series and how it had it's pros and cons with gepard, and this quote was one of the pros.
another read, "'who are they? the best part of my day.'"
another, "books she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives."
and the last, "'favorite word?' 'you.'"
you quickly noticed that these were all quotes from your favorite books. these are books you've only discussed and rambled about with one person: gepard. you'd never thought he would've actually read these books. let alone, you'd never thought gepard would also quote them.
with slightly more hope than before, you ran up to everwinter cafe.
"did you get my message?" gepard stood tall in front of you. you couldn't look into his eyes and it was killing him.
"your letter? yes, i did. and your flowers too. they were beautiful," you rocked back and forth on your heels.
"thank you, i grew them myself," he gave you a soft smile. you wanted to talk about how he managed to even grow such beautiful flowers, but how could you talk to him if you couldn't even look at him in the eyes? "but, did you get my message?"
you looked down at the many notes in your hand. it turns out gepard had left notes after all, "oh yes. i did," you blushed at the obvious context of the quotes. "all my favorite books."
"yeah," gepard spoke breathlessly, as if all of his air had run out after he started speaking to you, "but did you get my message?" he looked at your face for any type of indication: whether you liked him back, hated him, or had no strong feelings towards him. his eyes darted throughout your face, and the sight made you slightly flustered. he was leaning over you, and you thought you saw his eyes graze over your lips.
then it donned on you. the flowers. the letter. the sneaking out at night. the romantic context of all the quotes. the way all the quotes were from your favorite books that you've only talked about with him. the way gepard has admired and remembered every single thing about you. your stomach dropped as you realized gepard had been feeling the same things you have felt for him this entire time. your heart pounded in your chest as you finally met his eyes in the pale moonlight.
"yes," you swiftly exhaled. it was like all your hidden feelings for gepard were compacted in your chest, and when you finally breathed, they were all let out. it was like all your troubles were leaving you, "i did."
"and..." gepard trailed off, now failing to meet you in the eyes. he was terrified of your rejection; your opinion was one of the things that mattered most to him. before, he regarded it was his passion for the people, but now he recognizes that he was just passionate for you. "did you like it?"
"i loved it," you smiled; it wasn't just a soft smile this time, like the ones you've always given him. it was a big smile: loud and talkative, much like you. one smile could convey so much.
but you still had thoughts, "i didn't need all of this though," you grabbed his hand for reassurance. you were in range of his lips. you could close the gap right now.
gepard froze; your words and your touch made him tense. he was finally able to look you in the eye, having prepared himself for iminent rejection and was ready to leave. whatever you needed, he would do.
"what do you need?" gepard asked frantically. "whatever you need, i will give it to you. whether it be space or never seeing me again."
what you needed? you needed his thoughts, his opinions, his reassurance. you needed his touch on a cold night, you needed his arm around you when you were cold, you needed to feel him beside you on nights similar to this. you needed everything that he was.
"i need you," you whispered up on his lips. "right now."
and gepard swore the entirety of everwinter city heard his heart drop to the ground. he was sure that you could feel his heart pounding in his chest after you said those five words. only five words, yet gepard felt like he was going insane. he was going insane for you: your touch, your mind, your words, your entirety.
gepard removed his hand from yours for just one second, using it to tip your chin up so you could be in his view. in the pale moonlight, you were gorgeous. to be fair, you were always gorgeous, but something about tonight extenuated your beauty.
"can iāÆ"
"don't even ask," you cut him off, leaning into him.
the kiss was soft and sweet at first. the feeling of your lips pressed onto his was heavenly: gepard felt ten times stronger with you than with anything else. it was gentle and tender.
but when you tugged your arms around his neck, all restraint went out the window.
gepard moved his hand from your chin to your waist, pulling you closer into him. it was bold for his first kiss, but who could blame him when you're holding onto to him so tightly?
you threaded your hands through his hair as he kissed you feverishly. his hands on your waist made you want to combust into him. you were standing on your toes at this point; if you tried to stand any taller, gepard was about to lift you up into the air.
when you finally stopped to breath, all that was left in the air was your love and the light from the sky.
"was i your first kiss?" you asked him coyly, arms still wrapped around his neck.
gepard blushed and you immediately knew his answer to your question. you stood up one more time to give him one more quick kiss.
yes, you were his first kiss. and gepard wished for more to come.
i need a week off after this fic i swear to god
Iāll probably change my account designs more than once because I like different styles :b
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