Can we see the cubs being adorable and clingy?(clingy in a good way!!) like after they come out just publicly hanging off of each other and being in their own little world🥹
That night at that one bar, Logan had spent nearly the whole time pressed into Leo’s side just… content. Just at ease. So at ease.- Vaincre Ch. 27, lumosinlove
I read this prompt and IMMEDIATELY thought of this moment in Vaincre. So have my vision of how Tweedle perceived it, along with some implied pining and some O'Hara wisdom.
All credits to @lumosinlove !!
Luke tapped his fingers along the side of his beer glass. His short nails clinked against it lightly, a soft undertone to the loud music and chatter that surrounded him. He was sat in the middle of the room, a place that he didn’t really like to be normally, but there were no other spots available when he arrived. Next to him, Alex O’Hara and Percy Marshall were playing some sort of card game. Luke didn’t know what it was, but it seemed complex and had been going on when he had sat down. That was over an hour ago.Â
He stretched his neck, closing his eyes briefly against the feeling. His eyes, when they opened, were staring at the section of the bar where there were high tops. Logan was sat on a stool with a rum and coke in front of him. He looked a bit sleepy and was leaning against someone- Leo, Luke realized.
He observed silently for a moment. Leo was laughing and talking to Will Morgan and his wife, Ray. He was standing, tall, even for a professional hockey player, and his laugh reverberated around the space. Logan pressed closer to him, ducking under Leo’s arm, his own coming to wrap around Leo’s waist. Leo looked down at him with a smile, kissed his forehead, then went back to talking with Will and Ray. Logan didn’t move his gaze from Leo for a second, though, just rested his chin on Leo’s chest to look up at him. Leo gave no obvious indication that he realized Logan was gazing at him, but he did bring his hand up to run a thumb over Logan’s jaw.
Suddenly, as if from thin air, Finn appeared by their sides. He clapped Will’s hand, kissed Ray’s cheek, then went over to his boyfriends. His cheeks and ears were flushed, obviously a bit tipsy, as he bent to kiss Logan’s cheek repeatedly. Logan laughed, scrunching his nose, but he was obviously pleased. Leo looked happy, too, and soft, until Finn leaned over Logan’s head to press those same kisses to his face. Then, he opened up, almost like a flower, curls bouncing with his laughter. Luke got why they called him the sun.Â
Logan, in between the two of them, just looked happy, content. He had an arm resting on each of their ribs. When Finn pulled away, he started talking to rapidly, a hand on each of them, mindlessly touching. They didn’t seem aware, nor to care, that Will and Ray were still there. They had watched amusedly, but now were talking to Saint, who was at the high top next to them. Luke’s breath caught.Â
“Ugh, they’re so gross,” Alex scoffed from beside Luke, breaking him from his reverie. “It’s like they don’t even realize it.”
Luke just turned to him, eyebrows raised. “I think Finn’s just a little tipsy, too.”
Percy laughed. “Yeah, he kind of goes crazy when that happens.” The cards in his hands slapped against one another as he shuffled them. “It’s nice, though. It was tough, watching him and Logan in college, sometimes. But they figured their shit out- and Leo is good at keeping them honest, too. He’s good for the both of them.”
Alex nodded solemnly. “Yeah, they really needed him. Need him.” He looked contemplatively at his younger brother. “He makes it all easier, I think.”
Luke furrowed his eyebrows. “What?”
Alex shrugged. “He’s part of them allowing themselves to love each other. By loving him, they are okay loving one another, too.” He looked serious. “And I think- well, Leo makes them being public easier, too. From what Finn’s told me, he was always sure of who he was, what they were, even if they, especially Logan, were nervous. Or afraid.”
Luke nodded, biting his lip as he turned back to look across the bar. Leo was now talking to the both of them. He looked like he was telling a story, the light reflecting off his blonde curls as they bobbed with his head. Logan had his head leaning against Leo’s bicep, tucked in close and safe. Finn, seemingly without knowing once again, had Leo’s hand in his own, pressing soft kisses to the back of it and up his forearm. Leo didn’t even look phased. He smiled at Finn, and nicked his cheekbone with his pointer finger, but didn’t stop telling his story. Finn was nodding rapidly along. He replied to something Leo had said, and it must have been snarky, because Logan turned with a wide grin to contribute. In sync, they both looked at Leo. He just shook his head and rolled his eyes fondly at them.Â
“Luke?”Â
Luke jerked, turning to Alex, who was looking at him strangely. “Yeah?”
Alex ran his tongue over his lips. It was brief, but Luke saw his eyes flash over to where they both knew Saint still was. “You okay?”
Luke swallowed. “Mhm.”
Alex looked him up and down. When his eyes met Luke’s, they were the most serious Luke had ever seen them. “Sometimes you can’t make it easier. Here, out in the world. But you can choose to try.”
Luke just stared at him. His body felt hot, and his chest felt a tug, as if a string was pulling on it. Probably pulling it right across the bar to the other high top table.Â
“Uh, Hazard? Tweedle? The fuck is going on?”
The look in Alex’s eyes vanished as quickly as it had come, and he turned that signature O’Hara grin on Percy. “Nothing, Perseus.” He nudged Luke with his elbow. “Just letting Luke here know that it will hurt for you both to lose, but that you can try not to, anyways.”
Percy narrowed his eyes at Alex’s smile, but sighed. “Fine. Fine, that’s not it, but I’ll let it slide.” He flipped his hat backwards. “Game fucking on.”
Alex turned to look at Luke. His smile was still playful, but his eyes were back to serious. “You dealing in, Tweeds?”
Luke took a deep breath. He glanced to Saint, then to Logan, head against Leo’s shoulder and fingers laced with Finn’s, then to Alex and Percy . “Yeah,” he said softly. “I’m dealing in.”
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ma’am you can answer all three or just one but i’m too in love with your writing to narrow it down
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đź–Š Post a snippet from a current WIP.
🧠What’s an idea you have that you can’t quite call a WIP yet?
💻 Do you do research for your fics? What’s the deepest dive you’ve done?
You flatter me almost as much as Long Feng flatters himself.
🖊— “Insolent child,” She murmured, her gaze flickering to him for a moment. He forced himself to nod calmly at her when their gazes met then continue to look forward. Guards were meant to hear nothing, to see what could be a threat and nothing else. Her eyes (pale, pale gold—somewhat like the royals but without the warmth) lingered on him for a few moments longer before they slipped away, seemingly content with his presence. “He thinks he can demand to learn from me.”
He watched as she ran her fingers over the petals of a rose before, seemingly careless of the thorns that ran up the stem, snapping it from the bush. He opened his mouth to speak—after all, this was the palace. Not just anyone could take a rose from the bushes as they so pleased—but something forced his mouth closed.
Something about the woman made his mouth taste of ozone and his blood still in his veins.
🧠—Hmm, probably everything about Lian. She’s my OC that I know the least about. I intend to get to her eventually, but so far all I have are the bare bones of her appearance and her “role”, so to speak. I don’t have much on her personality or how she goes about fulfilling her role— until I have that I can’t really consider her story a WIP.
💻—I do... some? research. There are definitely people that do far more research than me, that’s for sure, but also people that do less. Most of my research involves asking people to do sensitivity readings on certain passages to make sure I’m not unknowingly perpetuating stereotypes. That or researching names. I like to have the names I give characters give insight into some aspect about them—I sometimes use Japanese names for Fire Nation characters and so I spend a lot of time looking at the kanji. Mana’s name for example is written with the characters for “superiority” and “calm” when she is Fire Lady, but with “dance” and “south”before that. I also spend a lot more time on Water Tribe names if I don’t take them from canon to make sure that they are actual (mostly Inuit or Yupik) names and not just something someone made up.
The most research I did was definitely for my fic solntse moye / luna moya. It involved me naming all of Ilah’s family for one, which was a trial in and of itself. Azulon’s family was easier since he only has two siblings. It also had me researching more than I expected about yin and yang (and getting annoyed over the fact that they made the moon the white fish when it’s traditionally associated with yang). All in all it took me a while to write but I’m extremely proud of it.
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