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fantasyaldi · 2 years
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molochka-koshka · 1 year
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All right, how about 25. The smell of ozone during a storm for Aldis?
This one is pretty short! I had an idea but didn't know how much I wanted to expound on it, so~
Words: 333 Ship: Aldis (KC) x Ulbrig CW: "Romance", sex is implied but it stops before anything happens
The humid air and gentle fall of rain gave way to full-blown thunderstorm by the time Aldis reached Drezen with Ulbrig.  The smell of blood from the acrid, abyssal rain is overpowered entirely by the strong smell of ozone as lightning cracks through the sky.  She flinches at the crack of thunder.
The thick, powerful arms that wrap around her turn her around as well, and she buries her face comfortably in Ulbrig’s warm, bare chest.  A chuckle rumbles lowly through his chest, in time with the rumble of thunder outside, the soft red hairs shifting against Aldis’s cheek.
“Not a fan of storms?”
“They only bother me when the rain is blood.  Call me superstitious but it puts me a little on edge,” she replies, voice muffled for a moment until she moves to look up at him.
His thick, graying red hair hangs in dense waves around his face, looking more like a fiery halo than anything the count can conjure up.  She raises a slender hand to cup his cheek, her fingers caressing the skin gently.  She can feel a slight shudder move through his body at her touch and oh she’s glad she can give him the same chills he gives her.
He takes her hand gently, kissing the back of it.  “If I weren’t a wise man I’d think you were using fey magic on me, little witch,” he muses with a grin.
“But since you are a wise man…”
“Since I am a wise man, I know you’ve found some other way to bewitch me,” he replies with a warm laugh, scooping her into his arms.
Aldis lets out a small, excited cry from the swift motion, laughing melodically as he tosses her onto the bed.
“Since I’ve found some other way to bewitch you, what are you going to do about it,” she says breathlessly, a wide smile on her lips.
“I have some ideas,” he breathes out, before sliding into bed with surprising grace.
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ruenixx · 5 months
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I always keep a quarter in my ass just in case I gotta go to Aldi
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if this flag offends you i'll help you pack
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disappointedpotaaht · 10 months
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When things get as tight as the parking spots at Aldi ...
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tarmac-rat · 8 months
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Cyberpunk 2077: Phantom Liberty (2023)
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what-marsha-eats · 2 years
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scribefindegil · 3 months
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The "Save me X" meme is such an integrated part of my brain now that I just go around chanting it in my head constantly. Save me nice clean sheets. Save me YouTube drawing tutorial. Save me Aldi's frozen Bavarian pretzel. And you know what? They do.
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fantasyaldi · 1 year
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Send 🎶 for a song inspired AU gifset or aesthetic for our muses.
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molochka-koshka · 1 year
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7. Raindrops on eyelashes - for anyone!
This is a mess but I just <333 Any excuse to talk about Ulbrig and Aldis ok
Editing to add that Aldis almost definitely loves size difference
Word count: 425 Ship: Aldis (KC) x Ulbrig CW: None really!
Aldis hasn’t felt real rain in months, longer maybe, she can’t even remember the last time now that she really thinks about it.  Back home it was more common for them to get snow most of the year, with rain only buffeting the landscape a few months out of the year.  They didn’t have blood rain back home.  Now, up in the clouds on the Azata island, her floating Frostmourn Court, the moisture in the air is normal–not red, not toxic, but clean and clear and right.
The drops pelt her pale gray-blue face as she peers up at the sky, clinging to her eyelashes and dripping off slowly but steadily down to her cheeks as she gazes up at the heavy gray clouds that cover the sky above her, and the moisture sticking to her skin in the cool but humid air reminds her of home more still.  The saunas, the hot springs, the nights spent out under the stars, the lips of some visiting noble pressed to hers.
“Question,” a familiar, comforting voice says from behind her.  
Aldis turns her head in time for Ulbrig to rest one of his big, rough hands on her shoulder.  He gives it a firm, loving squeeze, leaning in to kiss the top of her head. 
“Mm?”
“Your horns.  Do they get cold?”
Aldis lets out a melodic laugh, leaning back into Ulbrig’s chest as they look out from the ridge overlooking the rest of the floating island.  
“No, they’re kind of like hair or nails, they’re just sort of there.  I have to file them the same way I cut my nails or trim my hair, there’s no feeling in them at all really.”
His hands stray down to her waist, clasping in front of her and pulling her in closer to him.  “I imagine the rest of you can get a bit of a chilly though,” he adds, wrapping his cloak around her shoulders.  It’s big on her, and warm, and it smells so distinctly of him (skullberry and pine and something masculine and comforting).
“Let’s go back to Drezen and warm up.  I promise not to crush you this time,” he says, breath hot in her ear as he whispers to her.  Her tail smacks against his leg playfully, though the action is an automatic one mostly out of her control.
They both laugh together now, as she nods.  “That’s half the fun, dear,” she murmurs, letting Ulbrig’s hand encompass her own pale, slender one as they start heading back down from the ridge.
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