Imagine your f/o taking care of you when everything feels like it’s too much.
You feel overwhelmed, it’s too loud, too bright, too everything— And then you feel them hold your hand. Just a simple gesture. Maybe they cup your face or rub circles on your back, anything to take your mind off of it. “Hey, hey it’ll be okay. Focus on my voice, alright?” You hear your f/o say before holding you close and murmuring sweet nothings into your ear. They’ll do this as long as you need, they’ll be right next to you, anchoring you and helping you calm down.
Everything’s a little less daunting when they’re there, isn’t it?
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just a tad late... FIC CLAIM! for @hd-fan-fair :) I had so much fun with this...and was so happy to write something!
Chocolate Cocks and How to Make Them [E; 9.6k; 2022]
Summary: Draco's life is practically perfect. Every day he follows the same routines, wears the right clothes and sees the same friends. His books balance. His chocolate factory is successful. Life is good. / It's predictable. Controllable./ If only there wasn't Potter with his stupid just-shagged hair, his flirty comments and his habit of making Draco say the first thing that pops into his brain, and—did he hear that right?—request for edible sex toys.
Tags: it happens in Switzerland, Draco is willy wonka and has a chocolate factory (:, Harry has kind of a weakness for chocolate...and not only that, edible sex toys!, lots of sex toys!, Pansy is unapologetic and i love her okay, oblivious!Draco with an overly-flirtatious!Harry... also minor, but lovely, Neville/Blaise :)
Thanks to: obviously the amazing mods, but also my amazing friends without whom i would have never finished this: @iero @gnarf @ladderofyears who helped me with betaing, finding a title and a decent summary... you'll also find a fanart by @gnarf at the end of the fic which, imho, is fricking amazing :D
Hope you'll like it and will have as much fun as I had writing this! Read Chocolate Cocks and How to Make Them on AO3!
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Imagine curling up on the sofa and reading with your f/o.
Either you’re pressed to their side or they’re pressed to yours, comfortably sitting with one other. No talking, the occasional sound of a page turning, or feeling each other shift to sit closer. Both of you are absorbed in your books, but you can feel your f/o’s chest rising and falling next to you. Maybe you could sneak some glances at your love, since they’re definitely doing the same.
Just a simple time to unwind…
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"YES I KNOW, I KNOW,EVERYTHING BROKE. GIVE ME A MINUTE"
->pjo self insert.
ABOUT THEM:
->Child of Hephastus. ( leader of cabin 09)
->Tinkerer,artist,writer.
->Favored over their siblings. (doesnt let that get to their head!)
->Overworked, tired.
->In a secret (or not so secret) relationshipp with Amos kane. (happens in a different au to my tkc s/i).
->Adopted Grover,annabeth and percy the moment they met them all.
->Local rule breaker (chiron and Mr. D CANNOT COPE with their shenanigans anymore.
->Best friends with their satyr protector Eden.
《♡♡♡♡♡》
Only mutuals allowed to reblog.
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@daybreakrising: Oh, what is this? A package addressed to one cavalry captain of Mondstadt, all the way from Fontaine? And what could be in such a package, one might wonder: an assortment of Fontaine's finest chocolates, accompanied with a note sealed by a familiar sticker of a shark bearing close resemblance to a certain Duke.
If opened, the note's simple message reads: Something for that sweet tooth of yours. With love, mon coeur.
by now, any package coming from fontaine can only belong to his beloved duke.
the keenness of his gifts is always devastatingly accurate- even for things kaeya didn't knew he let himself slip on. the sneaky glances he regarded some sweets with have been noticed, he knows the second he hauls the package inside and peers into it, heart unsteady from the emotion.
golden, crisp wrappings can never conceal the sweet smell of cocoa from him!
with a sigh of pure delight, a praline is swiftly popped into his mouth, followed quickly by a second and a third as he melts into the taste. the chocolate melts into his mouth to reveal a softer, sweeter core and the bitter almond bits into it compliment the taste nicely-
-and then he sees from which pastry shops those came from, and almost swallows one whole in shock.
after emerging from a coughing fit, he checks: yes... as he suspected, all of it is from that shop- that particular shop that only has one box of these particular chocolates per week, and whoever doesn't book it months in advance will remain high and dry. fontaine's economy thrives thanks to the weekly slices of cake and a system like this... seems like the curious stolen glances during their walk in the surface haven't gone unnoticed.
kaeya thought he was extremely slick when, with controlled curiosity, he asked about that particular chocolate shop. he thought he replied with enough indifference to mask his true intentions- but it seems that they're more alike than he thought, his dear wolf reading his intentions like kaeya had been an open book all the time, and a rookie in concealing his desires.
( oh, to be read this easily... how he knows the captain so well, how nothing slips past this attentive man who graced him with his love... )
-just imagining the troubles wriothesley landed himself in by snagging not one, not two- but three of these luxurious boxes just for him prompts kaeya to stare at the pretty gifts like those just grew teeth... expensive, ivory teeth ready to bite him if he only takes another delightful treats-
and, slowly, he takes another chocolate bit before carefully closing the one he opened to ravage it before the self-awareness hit him.
he'll just consume one a month- perhaps one a year! that will last him a while.
a long, long, long while.
( he's also keeping the sticker- as he does with every single one his boyfriends sends him... )
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