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Gladmoon Day 7: Free Day
In which they finally start dating after two years of unconscious flirting. Lillie is thrilled and Hau is all âAT LAST OMG YOU TWO ARE SLOWER THAN A RELAXED MUNCHLAXâÂ
This marks the end of an awesome week ;w; Iâve had so much fun working on the prompts each day, and seeing everyone coming up with fics and art, too! Thank you all for participating, and for sharing the content, and for loving Lonashipping/Gladmoon! \o/Â
Gladmoon Week | Day 6 | Cornflower | Unrequited Love
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Eventually they assumed they would get used to the press. Used to the interviews. Used to the public always trying to pry their way in.
Smile here, play coy there, never give them what they actually want.
It was easier at 11 and 13 where questions were mostly about their rising jobs so to speak. How it felt to be Champion. How it felt to be President. How they planned on helping Alola.
A big question to ask a child, but one that was thrown at them all the same.
At 19, however, Moon realized the media got more difficult to navigate. With positions steadily under their belts, the Alolan press no longer cared about her Championship or about Aether (Gladion had done a fine job bringing the company back to prosperity years ago). And instead Moon realized that Alolan media was seeking something new, something exciting, something more personal.
The questions of love and scandalous relationships recently had become a hot topic for all of the Trial Captains and if Moon knew any better, she could assume she would be the next to be hunted.
But when Gladion told her he had an interview about Aetherâs newest expansion project the last thing she expected was for him to get trapped in infested waters.
âWhat would you say your relationship with the Champion of Alola is?â
Summary: Moon comes home late, but not to an empty home.
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It's late when she gets home. Moon sighs in exhaustion as the door closes behind her, her aching body slumping against the wall. She closes her eyes, glad to be surrounded by the blissful dark. But then her arm starts throbbing again, and her shoulders moan from carrying her bag around all day. She moves to set her belongings down, only to pause as she realizes- there's a light on.
It pours through the half-open bedroom door. She glances at the clock- it's nearly one. With a slight frown, she staggers to it, nudges it open...
And there, leaning against the bedpost, her husband snores. There's an open book resting in his hands, and he still has his jacket on. Silvally is curled by his legs, only to wake up at her entrance. It lets out a soft trill before bounding off the bed, and pushing past her into the hall.
And blearily, Gladion wakes. He stifles a yawn, one hand moving to cover his mouth until he realizes what's in his hands, and ends up almost hitting himself with the book.
She giggles. Despite how long the day was, despite her aching body, she smiles when his gaze meets her own.
"I told you not to wait up," she chides, leaning against the door frame.
"You expected me to listen?" he asks. His eyebrows are caught in a perpetual frown, and his voice is gruff and sour, but she catches the slight upturn of his mouth.
She shrugs. "A girl can hope."
He snorts and puts his book down. He doesn't say or do anything else, but she can see the warm invitation in his eyes.
She slips the bagpack off her shoulders and approaches him, like she has hundreds of times before. He's a welcome sight for sore eyes- even with his messy hair, and his ridiculous insistence to wear only black (and sometimes dark red), even to bed.
His hands are on her before she even sits- pressing into her shoulders, rubbing hard into the small of her back. She closes her eyes, leaning into his touch. "You're stiff," he mutters in her ear.
"It's been a long day. There was a rampaging Metang at Hokulani."
"And Nanu was nowhere in sight, as usual."
"As usual." Moon smiles, turning to face her husband. "How was yours?"
Gladion shrugged. "A Jigglypuff slapped me," he says, as if that's the most normal thing in the world.
"Poor dear. They didn't hurt you, I hope?" She shifts and reaches for his face, tracing the edge of his chiseled jaw. He leans into her caress, and his smile is enough to chase the rest of her aches and pains away.
"You could kiss it to make it all better."
She laughs. "You sneaky devil."
He smirks, the same way he's always done since they were fifteen. With a giggle, Moon kisses him. His lips are warm, tender as they capture her own. His green eyes hold her fast, promising her the world and so much more.
She wants nothing more than to collapse into Gladion's arms. But her bagpack still lies at the door, and she can still smell the mud and rain she had to slog through the whole day. With a sigh, she pulls away and moves to stand-
Then his arms are around her, holding her in place. She moves to protest, but then he rests his head on her shoulder, and she stills. The long strands of his hair brush against her neck, and his fingers have intertwined themselves with her own. She hears his heartbeat, mingled with his soft breath, and the scent of him fills her nostrils.
It never grows old, no matter how long, and how many times he's held her like this.
"Don't go," he mutters, half-asleep, it sounds like. "I just got you back."
"I haven't bathed," she points out in return.
"I don't care."
"The bedsheets will be dirty."
"I'll wash them tomorrow."
"You'll be sleeping next to stinky ol' me all night long."
He snorts, voice warm against her ear. "Moon?"
"Yeah?"
"It's too late to argue."
If she was awake, she'd roll her eyes and probably say something about him being so blasĂŠ. But it is late, and she is tired, and Gladion feels so warm to snuggle into. With a soft sigh, she leans into him, whatever plans she had be damned.
She feels his smile against her cheek. Then he tugs her down, into bed- onto soft, soft pillows and the fluffiest mattress she remembers.
But besides the pillow, besides the mattress- there's Gladion, arms holding her securely, keeping her warm. A shield against the world she's too tired to face right now.
He presses a kiss into the back of her neck. "Sweet dreams, Moon."
She mumbles something, too exhausted- too comfortable- to formulate a reply. His chuckle is soft as he reaches over to the lamp and switches it off.
She's too far gone to notice. In the darkness, she snuggles into his presence, lets it lead her into sweet oblivion. Gone are her troubles and her worries, her aches and her pains. They're replaced by a warm fluffiness that bubbles from deep within her heart, a lighthearted joy that spreads to the tip of her toes.
She smiles as he holds her close. Nothing else matters.
Summary:  Gladion is tired of his family trying to set him and his girlfriend up on dates with other people. He has the perfect solutions. Dialogue-centric
Disclaimer: I own  no  rights to the Digimon franchise
~~Story Begins~~
âIâm sorry,â Moon said. âWhat did you just say?â
âWe should elope,â  Gladion said repeating what he just said bluntly a  few moments ago.
âIâm not opposed to the idea,â Moon said and turned around to face her boyfriend who was sitting on her table facing her. âWhat brought this up?â
âIâm just tired of my family trying to set us up with other people. I also want to stop sneaking into Aether. Like, you have  a  private home from  being a Champion  and I  want to  stay here without  anyone questioning our  relationship.â
âYou know  this will  only raise more questions.â
âYes, but then I can say âThis is my wife, you dolt. No  more questions over that subjectâ.â
Moon laughed. âWhat about your  family?â
Gladion smirked and pulled  Moon closer to him. âTheyâll survive with some moping.  My girlfriend says that I am a serious moper.â
âIt must run in your genes,â  Moon said with a smile. âIâll accept  on  one condition.â
âWhat condition is that?â
âThe day before we elope, you send me  a  spider flower so  Iâll know to be ready the next day.â
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Gladmoon Day 3: Thistle (Nobility and Graciousness)Â
The Royalty AU that I always wanted to do for lona HAHAHA. And because I can't draw an AU without going into details here's a self-indulgent longwinded write-up nobody asked for
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Gladion, the prince of Aether, was raised in neighbouring lands under the fosterage system. When news of Queen Lusamine's illness finally reached them, he returned, only to find that Aether was not as peaceful as it seemed.
According to the castle servants, the Queen had been ill for a few years, but had continued handling matters of state with the assistance of her adviser, Lord Faba. In the past year, however, her conditioned worsened, and now she was too weak to leave her bed, so she signed a decree officially instating Faba as a regent.
Moon, the daughter of a tiny country absorbed by Aether a few years ago, had been fostered in Aether Castle for a few years. To aid the people of Aether-city, she helps operate a smuggling ring under the persona of the 'Grey Lady'. They bring in affordable supplies via land and sea, as a solution to Faba enforcing heavy taxes under "the Queen's orders".
To keep Faba from suspecting her, Moon pretends to be a dreamy airhead who loves art and pretty dresses. As a result, Gladion dismissed her as a fool when he first met her.
Faba tells Gladion that Aether had of recent years been plagued by the mysterious Grey Lady and her band of outlaws. Their crimes include smuggling, as well as robbing tax carts and supply envoys sent to the Castle.
Gladion goes incognito to investigate their activities, and runs into the Grey Lady, who seems vaguely familiar. She somehow recognises him immediately, and leads him on a wild goose chase around the city outskirts before tying him to a tree.
As Gladion was suspicious of Moon's motives, while Moon believed that Gladion was in cahoots with Faba, they continued to clash for a while. In the end, they learn to trust one another other, and begin to work together to rescue Lusamine and the kingdom from Faba's evil clutches.
BONUS SCRIBBLE
Artpharos also called this the âRobinHood!Moon and Sheriff!Gladion AUâ and whaddyaknow, itâs pretty accurate LOL
Title Defense
For Gladmoon Day 1: Blazing Stars (I will try again)
No matter how many times he lost, he would return again and again to the league to battle the Champion =>Â
