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This was beginning to become a frightening pattern. It was a Sunday night, a night where Edelgard should be studying and furthering her plans of destroying capitalism with Hubert, except for about the fourth? fifth? Sunday in a row she was in Hilda’s bed. Hilda. Valentine. Gonreil. Hilda, who by all accounts, is the complete antithesis of Edelgard. She’s lazy, she’s apathetic, she has no life goals, she’s friends with Claude Von Reigan, of all people.  However, here she was. Another night - and if Edelgard was being honest it was more like another full-on day - with Hilda. In her apartment and in her bed and spending time with her and getting to know Hilda, as a person. It was awful for Edelgard, she shouldn’t be doing this. She should be focusing on her studies, on her plans, on basically anything that wasn’t Hilda.  But she wasn’t. Instead, she was still here, naked, in Hilda’s bed that she shared with Reigan, eating a bowl of ice cream and watching Kitchen Nightmares, of all things. She shouldn’t love it - she should want to leave. She doesn’t though, and the realization is terrifying, and Edelgard wished she had never met Hilda.  “El,” Hilda said, her head on Edelgard’s lap, but before Hilda could finish her sentence, Edelgard is already snapping, “Don’t call me El.” She regretted it the moment she said it, but the words were already out and Hilda only raised an eyebrow at her before shrugging. “Anyway, Edelgard, what do you think about being my date to the White Heron Ball?” Hilda’s voice was light, almost conversational and Edelgard is frozen. 

“T-the ball? Why? We aren’t dating.” Her voice was flat and full of authority - or at least she attempted it to be that way. In reality, her voice was confused and has a certain...weakness to it. Hilda, who still has her head in Edelgard’s lap, simply snorted.  “Oh we aren’t? What’s this then? Just gals being pals?” Hilda’s eyelashes fluttered in the last part, her voice teasing. Edelgard, despite her best efforts, flushed at Hilda’s words and floundered for a response. Were they dating? Is that what they were doing? Seiros, she hadn’t planned for Hilda to enter her life, could she even date her? What would people say? As soon as that thought crosses through her mind, she’s furious with herself. Who gives a fuck about two girls being in a relationship? People like Ferdinand’s father, people like Hubert’s father, people like Sylvain’s father - all men who thought too highly of themselves and needed to be taken down a notch. Having Hilda by her side was certainly going to say fuck you to them, and that was Edelgard’s goal, wasn’t it?  Decision made, Edelgard squared her shoulders and looked determinedly down at Hilda.  “Yes,” she said, nodding sharply and taking notice of Hilda’s raised eyebrow of surprise, “we are dating and I will be your date to the ball. Because we are dating.” A slow smile comes across Hilda’s face and her eyes widen, just a bit.  “Yeah?” Hilda said, her voice just a little quieter, just a little timider.  “Yeah,” Edelgard said, her voice quiet, matching Hilda’s, and leaned down to kiss Hilda. Hilda’s hand reached up to curl into Edelgard’s hair, angling their faces to kiss better. Edelgard loved kissing Hilda - her mind went quiet and it was only filled with a strong sense of warmth and something like love. Edelgard leaned a little back, breaking their kiss, and rested her forehead on Hilda’s, even though it was an awful angle for her neck. The discomfort was worth it to see Hilda smile up at her. 

Gray: Don’t be sad, Luce, you’re pretty too.

The Shadowhunters Chronicles Social Media AU~ Snapchat Edition~ Clary Fairchild & Isabelle Lightwood (Clizzy)

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I fixed it

Bonus

Slowburn: Grayza. I just want want them to kiss! They have some much,, chemistry? I don’t know, but I just need more Grayza content.

Fake Date: Luvia. Lucy catches feelings first and just, actually starts flirting with her, and Juvia is just gay