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csphire · 8 months
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Purples, Blues, and Gold
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A prequel to Rosemary, Lilacs, Lilies and Bergamot
Astarion is at a loss on how to go about picking out something new for himself when given the chance. Floundering a bit he reaches out to his love for help and receives some supportive guidance. Just a short and hopefully sweet fluffy one-shot that's been living rent-free in my head since buying him an outfit at the Facemaker’s Boutique.
Bodies scattered the floors and blood soaked into the rugs at the Facemaker’s Boutique. The staff and owner were still rattled by the murder attempt. But at least Figaro ‘Facemaker’ Pennygood was so thankful to still be alive that he offered a discount to them all on the spot. The last thing Astarion expected was for their defacto leader as well as his lover to actually take up the offer so readily. But in their early days, she was not above picking up rags and anything else not nailed down for a bit of extra coin to buy one more healing potion or spell scroll.
With a soft clap, Anna declared, “Well now that bit of unpleasantness is all sorted out, how about we all do a little shopping?”
He watched as Gale and Karlach gave one another a tired but agreeing shrug. They both made a beeline to pick out some long overdue fresh undergarments to start. Astarion however felt rooted to the spot for so long that she noticed, drew close, and offered her hand. Stopping just short to give him the chance to decide if he wanted the contact or not. He stared at it for a moment before thinking to take it in his, give it a nervous squeeze, and side-eye the others. His lips pursed tighter as one of his brows cocked high in quiet alarm.
In a discrete murmur, so low only he could hear she guessed, “Star… has it been a while since you’ve picked something out for yourself?”
After a soft embarrassed clearing of his throat, he admits in his own way, “To say I’m out of touch with the current trends would be an understatement. What do you think I should get?”
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egophiliac · 7 months
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What was your favorite of the flashbacks in Silver’s walk?
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the acorn bracelet is VERY good, but I really really love Malleus humming (hummalleus? hummus?) to Silver. especially now that the song has Context. >:) we are in a soup of angst and I'm here with a spoon in each hand and a silly straw that leads directly to my brain.
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Listen I love FL he's such a scrunkly hehehehe such a blorbo, very happy shapes for my neuro divergent brain
My wife has joked to some of our friends that she's 86% sure that I'm a cryptid because of various factors (from being able to see well in complete darkness without any issues, calming down feral animals by just talking to said animal for a minute, etc).
And I'm thinking about FL with a reader that has cryptid energy and thinks he's just the cutest little guy ever hehehe like they're pretty weird in their own regard but they have a lot of heart and somehow have befriended lots of creatures throughout the world (from the regisvines to hilichurls to weenuts to the mushroom creatures, they're all about making friends)
*claps hands* hoyoverse make a character who is friends with Abyss Mages in a wholesome way, do it!!
you and Childe would get along famously since you both have a mischievous streak- when he's not on the clock, of course. your favorite activity is popping out from the shadows when he least expects it, acting like you've been there the whole time when you definitely weren't! he also adores how you become friends with any creatures you run across, ranging from cats all the way to the monsters of the wilderness (he swore he once saw you using an Abyss mage as a pillow), so he's not worried about introducing you to Foul Legacy at all
Foul Legacy, on the other hand, IS worried- what if he's the exception, the one monster you find terrifying? he wants you to like him as much as he likes you!! so when Childe finally allows him to meet you, he instantly tries to lower his head so he appears more friendly, less intimidating. luckily his worries are for naught, because you think he's the cutest, most beautiful beast you've ever seen, laughing with delight and cupping his cheeks so you can plant a kiss on his forehead. now whenever you happen to see Foul Legacy you immediately run towards him, hoisting yourself onto his shoulders so you can mess with his hair and horns, putting little flowers that you found earlier in his ginger locks
you both give shiny rocks to each other as gifts :)
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good-beanswrites · 3 months
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Happy Valentine's Day @artsy-azure ! Here's your gift for the @milgram-valentines-exchange ���
Fuuta x Minato (oc) ~ The first section takes place right after his T2 interrogation, and then skips ahead to a tiny post-milgram scene :3 I hope you enjoy!
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Fuuta thought he would drown. Not sink into water or anything like that; he was worried the voices filling his mind would completely suffocate him. There were too many of them. Too many people, all of them knowing every dark corner of his mind, and shouting into it. It should have been impossible for one voice – one softer than all the rest – to reach him.
Then again, everything about that voice should have been impossible.
“Fuuta… Hey, Fuuta… Are you alright?”
He blinked. He scrambled over to the nearest wall. There were no visible openings in the cell, not a single imperfection across any of the surfaces, yet Milgram’s intercom system functioned just fine. Most days it would just deliver the ear-rattling bell to tell him the time. On bad days, it carried Es’ summons to the interrogation room for his extraction. On worse days, it carried Es’ summons to the courtroom for his verdict.
On the very best days, it would bring him the voice of Hoshizawa Minato.
(Though, seeing as he had just returned from a catastrophic extraction, he wasn’t sure what type of day it was yet.)
He tore his attention away from the chorus of judgements and insults. He pressed his shoulder against the wall, still unsure where the sound was coming from, but knowing it was nearby.
“I’m here,” he said, hushed. More than anything he wanted to yell and scream, but he would never risk it, now. Minato had gone through a hell of a lot to break into Milgram’s systems, and he wouldn’t let his big mouth ruin all that. It had already ruined just about everything else.
“How are you holding up?”
Fuuta pressed his lips together. “Any news on getting us out of here?” was all he said.
Hundreds of miles away (or perhaps next door – neither of them could really know), Minato’s fingers adjusted his headset.
“I’m still working on it. These things take time.” 
“I’m definitely gonna need it after today.” 
“Your interrogation… I know.”
Fuuta pulled his hood down tighter, tufts of ginger hair ruffling underneath. “How much did you see?” 
Minato’s eyes flicked over to another monitor. It displayed the files he’d gained access to a few hours prior. It would crush Fuuta to hear about yet another person peeking into his personal moments, so he opted for a non-answer.
“I don’t have cameras. I don’t see much at all.”
“Tch, I’m not a damn idiot, I know that! I meant, how much did you hear?”
“...Everything.” 
Fuuta squeezed his eye shut. He bit a curse back. There came silence.
Minato actually double checked some of his monitors, making sure they hadn’t been disconnected.
“So then, you know,” Fuuta said at last. “There’s no fucking way I’m getting forgiven this time around.”
“You can’t be so sure. The–”
“No one in their right mind would forgive me after that.” He winced, remembering his harsh cries at the end of the interrogation. What kind of accused murderer shouted “I’ll kill you” as their plea of innocence? When he wasn’t running his mouth with threats, he’d been pleading with Es like some kind of coward. And Minato has heard all of it. Fuuta could only imagine the horrors that the extraction held. Who could forgive him after they saw his anger, or worse, his pleasure? Who could ever look kindly on someone like that?
“I would.”
Fuuta’s eyes widened. He let himself sink further into the wall. A strangled laugh escaped him. He let his head hang down. No matter how much he wanted to protest, Minato was as honest as they come. If he said he forgave Fuuta, he meant it. 
“Yeah, like I said, no one in their right mind.”
Minato cracked a smile. 
“You don’t think I’m in my right mind?”
Fuuta scoffed. “You post pictures of clothes for a living. And in your free time, you plan impossible jailbreaks for murderers. Doesn’t sound quite sane to me.”
“Aw, come on. Do you think it’s impossible?” 
Minato was still smirking, ready for some more of their typical back and forth. Fuuta surprised him by pausing. 
“Well, it should be impossible. But…”
They’d been speaking for some time now. Whether it was quick comments when Es wasn’t around or long conversations into the night. Fuuta had seen many sides of him, and knew that he had what it took. He wasn’t like the vast majority of internet personalities – weak or needy or inexperienced. He’d proved himself time and time again. If anyone could pull this off, it would be Minato. 
“If it’s you… there’s a chance.”
“You’ve got that right. You can count on me, alright?”
Fuuta took a deep breath. The tightness of the uniform and the bandages seemed to lessen.
“Although,” Minato put on a falsely serious voice, “we’re gonna have a long talk when you get out… about that yellow jacket you own.”
“Haaah? What’s wrong with my jacket?’
“There are a hundred stylish ways to wear it and that was not one.”
“The fuck does that mean?” 
“You’ll be grateful when someone who ‘posts pictures of clothes for a living’ helps with your wardrobe.” 
Fuuta could feel his chest release even more. Minato spoke so easily about the future, as if it were something real and waiting for him. 
“As if I’d let you touch any of my outfits.”
“As if you could stop me!”
He took another breath. He smiled. No drowning today.
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After checking the clock fourteen times, Fuuta thought once more couldn’t hurt. It was still two minutes to noon, just like the last few times he’d checked. His frequent checking hadn’t brought the train to the station any faster.
Minato had told him that he was safe. He’d said this meeting wasn’t that big of a risk. The dust had settled. He just had to relax. 
The announcement overhead signaled the next stop was his. It screeched into the station, a slight murmur rising as the doors opened onto a platform of moving people. 
Fuuta lowered his head. His eyepatch would surely draw attention to himself, so he kept his hood down and his mask up. He just needed to make it to the station entrance. 
He made his way around stiff businessmen and sticky children. He tried to shuffle around a young man, but he seemed to step further into Fuuta’s path. Giving the stranger a quick glance, he started to mumble something to squeeze past. 
“Fuuta,” the man said, gaping in surprise. “It’s me.”
He inhaled sharply.
It was only three words, but it was enough to recognize his voice from a thousand conversations. 
Fuuta’s eye widened as he took Minato in. It was strange to finally see his face. Finally, here was the person he’d spent hours talking to. The person he’d spent days passing the time with. The person he’d spent nights falling for. Here was the one who had saved his life, in more ways than he could count.
His first observation was, fuck, this guy is way outta my league. His next was, he’s shorter than I was expecting. Then, gah, I’m probably shorter than he was expecting. He was in the middle of realizing, he has the nicest smile I think I’ve ever seen, when Minato crushed him in a hug.
Fuuta returned the embrace. His arms tightened around Minato. He was real. He was here. Fuuta’s hands grasped at his clothes and his hair. He was unable to control a laugh bubbling up inside of him. 
“You did it. My god, you did it.”
He breathed into Minato’s shoulder. His chest shook with some laughter, some tears. 
For a moment wondered if people would notice the heartfelt reunion outside of the train, then he realized he didn’t care in the slightest. 
Minato was laughing along with him in that beautiful, familiar voice of his. No more crackling speakers or hidden intercoms – he spoke right into his ear, hair tickling his cheek. Fuuta could have stayed forever in his arms, just like that. All that mattered was he felt safe. At last, he felt happy.
Talk about impossible. 
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datshitrandom · 1 year
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New Adventures Summer Camp by @special-bc-ur-part-of-it | @the-lima-bean Book Club | Trope: Coworkers
Kurt doesn't know why he agreed to be a camp counselor with Finn for the summer, he doesn't even like camping. In other words, Kurt is pretty sure this summer is going to suck. Enter cute fellow camp counselor Blaine Anderson. Written for Klaine Word Scramble 2022
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killuaisaprincess · 6 months
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For You
“Big Brother is a sensitive, delicate flower! So listen up, Bushy!”
B-Bushy… ahh…
Zushi nods his head furiously.
“Break my Big Brother’s heart, and I’ll break your legs!”
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vargaslovinghours · 2 years
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Half a dozen in one (1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5)
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Oh no the Apotheosis is back and it wants to play, that’s never a good thing
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Scriabin is not into it
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I wanted to draw King Scriabin but I goofed up the crown so bad lol, at least his face is cute ✨
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Pokemon Vargases! From that time that I forgot how to draw their Pokemon versions lol. You have to approach Espeon!Edgar gently, he’s easily spooked
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Sylveon!Scriabin is such an attention hog, poor Edgar haha
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*puts my feelers around you condescendingly*
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Sleeping on each other, always ♥ Even sleeping, they’re still intertwined lightly, Edgar’s hand on Scriabin’s shoulder and Scriabin’s on Edgar’s arm ♪
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I had an idea about Scriabin “reading” Edgar’s mind by guessing how he feels about something, but I unfortunately forgot the specifics just as I was writing it down, so frustrating
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I do remember that it was something a lot closer to how Scriabin felt about that thing and he was describing how he felt, not just Edgar, but he realized too late
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Made him feel isolated :(
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Apology hugs 💕
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Who wrote this eviction notice, this is a cave?? I just think they turned out really cute here haha ♪
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Stop being naked >:0
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Don’t wanna get used to it >:(
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After all the Father and Daddy puns, I had to lol. Lady!Edgar with her hair down is just so prettyyyyyy
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Two mops, makin’ out
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For whatever reason, I started a teeny tiny little ScriAnimal series - first up is Scriabat with hand-wings because lol
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I was watching a video of someone with their bird who was munching on the inside of their glasses stem haha
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Scriabird is here to scream and knock things off the counters
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And cutely chew on things
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We are stopping this sketchdump for a Jake appreciation minute ♥ Thank you for appreciating Jake, now back to our regularly scheduled programming
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A quick and silly digital doodle - waxing via tape is not recommended
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Got the urge to draw dragons again, Scriabin needs to settle and Edgar is in protecc mode. His hugs are even harder to escape than normal!
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The original sketch for sleepy Edgar - I couldn’t decide whether to use “World’s #1 Dad” or “World’s Best Dad”, so I just used both for the final version lol. Did Todd give it to him? Did Scriabin? Did they both get him nearly-matching mugs??
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One of the early drafts for the ‘17 redraw; this was actually all drawn on one layer (on purpose! lol), which was a really fun experiment with some brushes I rarely use. I liked the angle of Edgar’s face too, he looks so smug haha ♪
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Tiny Edgar doodle for a quick reference, he’s so cute ♥
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I wasn’t kidding when I said it took a while to get Alone Together right, I was this close to giving up and just doing it the easy way several times before finally getting the trick down - I’m glad I didn’t but sheesh!
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I started a pretty long mini idea that I managed to get like 90% of the way through before deciding I didn’t like it lol, but there were still some really fun poses and expressions
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“What is it?” Light concern Edgar ♥
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Probably the most complex panel of the set, as much as I like the leg poses I’m also frustrated by them lol - didn’t help that my page smudged >:P
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A little bit of expression practice, the cute thing is Scriabin
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I heard it, we all heard it, everybody saw!
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Couple’a Scriabins to practice hair differences. I’ve gotten used to making him simultaneously fluffy and sleek like on the left, but I really love a True Floof look too, with many more starts and stops, it’s really fun ♪
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Uppies!
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Oscillates between “Why” and “You can’t tell me what to do”
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Brain baby Weirdly enough, this was actually inspired by a skin-horror idea I had but decided was a little too body-horror-y and so I repurposed it lol
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Some goofy matryoshka dolls haha. They remind me of Near’s finger puppets from Death Note somehow hmm
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More hair differences, using opposing methods of line directionality while shading and texturing Scriabin’s hair. Pushing up from under gives this really nice line weight; it’s harder to do consistently because I keep wanting to sweep down, but when it works, the shadows fall exactly where they should and it’s lovely ✨ And like I said, pulling down is a lot easier, and because of that I can get these really uniform lines - I prefer the tapered effect, but pulling definitely has its uses and-
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Hey wait a minute-
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Golden floof ✨ This is actually really hard to see IRL lol
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Edgar Warmup to see if my tablet was working properly, didn’t have time to pull up refs so from memory it is!
And that’s February through May again! Lots of silly little things, and a surprising number of scrapped larger ideas hmmm
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parapsychoiogy · 9 months
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been listening to the only one left by riley sager specifically because i really liked the cover i thought the cover was so cool and pretty and honestly judging a book by its cover win im really enjoying the book so far
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hellflcmes · 1 year
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@sinners-inc gets a starter for Doyoung!
"Alright, it's up."
Letting himself drop to the floor with a grunt, Enji stood up and pressed down on the hanging bed. After Do had mentioned how she wanted in the sunroom, he had gone out and ordered her one. One that could hold his weight in addition to her own. Setting it up wasn't that hard either. Not when he could easily move around the rafters of the ceiling and not have to worry about a ladder.
He looked between the bed and her for a moment. Without saying anything, he simply picked her up and set her on the bed. Standing back a bit, but still within arm's reach for her, Enji placed his hands on his hips as he admired his work.
"Well? Do you like it?" He hoped it was a yes. He was trying to make this particular space more for her. She seemed hesitant to do anything with the rooms that were already being lived in. This one being vacant had easily become her own, especially given how many plants she had started to collect at the penthouse.
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imhereforscm · 1 year
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Hi. Do you take requests? If you do can you write something about Tauxolouve. I didn't see many fics about him. You don't need to write if you don't want to. 🙂
"Morning sweet nothings"
Genre: fluff
Warnings: none
A/N: I hope this fic makes you as happy as your ask made me!^^
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The delicious scent of baked goods traveled around the atmosphere upon your entrance in the bakery.
Pies of all kinds and croissants with either sweet or salty fillings were placed in the forefront of the showcase, displaying their delicious aroma and looks.
You ordered your coffee at the counter and yawned as the employee walked away and you heard Tauxolouve's chuckle.
"Still sleepy?" He spoke in a low voice, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.
You nodded and took his hand in yours as you led him to a table beside the glass, so you could look outside at the world only just now beginning to stir and wake up.
The rays of the sun crawled across the pavement and the few cars driving by rolled down their windows, for the morning air to keep the drivers awake.
Tauxolouve's thumb caressed your hand in a circling motion, making you smile bashfully down at your lap. "You're beautiful."
You let out a breathy laugh, the apples of your cheeks pushing at your lower eyelids as your smile broadened. "Stop..."
"Why?" He brought your hand to his attractively shaped lips and kissed it sweetly. "Truth is a nice thing."
You peered at him through your eyelashes and bit on your lip, trying to sustain the toothy smile begging to spread across your lips.
Tauxolouve leaned onto the table and brought his face closer. "Don't hide it, little lady."
"Hide what?" You asked playfully, trying to purse your lips together, but the uncontrollable smile tugging at the corners of your mouth still managed to show itself.
"Your lovely smile."
You looked down at your connected hands and laced your fingers with his own, looking up at him a bit shyly.
Tauxolouve gave your hand a squeeze and with his free hand, he brought a finger underneath your jaw. "What if I tickle you until you give in and smile?"
"You won't dare." Your eyes widened, stealing glances around the rather empty bakery. "Lou..."
His lips curled slyly and his shoulders jerked as he chuckled. "Oh, you know I will."
"Lou." You threatened—not literally, of course—trying to push his hand away. "No."
"Here comes..." He trailed off as he started to give you quick flicks with his fingertip, causing you to giggle and pull away so he couldn't reach your ticklish spot any longer.
By the time Tauxolouve quit tickling you, a bright and wide grin was plastered on your face, complimenting your facial features.
Tauxolouve stayed silent as he admired your happy face, awestruck such beauty had a place in his arms. "(Name)..."
You hummed in response, signaling for him to continue.
"I love you." He whispered, words only for you and for you alone.
Your cheeks warmed up a little and you gave his hand a squeeze. "I love you too."
The waiter placed your orders on your table and you breathed in the delicious aroma of pie and coffee.
You reached for your fork, but Tauxolouve stopped you by taking it first. "May I?"
"You really don't have to."
"I won't force you, but I could, you know..." He poked the tip of your nose and chuckled at your cute expression. "Treat you like my princess." He cut a piece of pie with the fork and held it up, looking into your eyes temptingly. "What do you say?"
You covered your cheeks with your hand, laughing and whining both at the same time.
"Hurry up or I'll eat it myself."
"No! Mine!" You instantly stood up straight and took him up on his offer to feed you.
He laughed and watched on endearingly as he brought the forkful to your mouth. "How is it?"
You nodded, still chewing and you gave him a thumbs up.
"Now," His eyes narrowed and you knew he had more in store. "why don't you feed me too?" Tauxolouve handed you the fork and leaned in expectantly.
You looked between him and the fork hesitantly as your cheeks began to heat up again.
"Come on." He ushered. "Just one tiny bite." He said and winked, making you shy away even more.
"Fine." You smiled gently as you stabbed a piece of his own pie with the fork and slowly brought it to his mouth.
Tauxolouve nodded, his eyebrows rising a little. "You're right, it's pretty good." He took a sip of his coffee and smiled at you. "Want to come here again some time?"
"Sure." You smiled back, feeling your chest fill up with love.
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commodorecliche · 2 years
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me, watching sweet, happy characters in a sweet, happy show, knowing i’m going to put them through emotional hell as soon as google docs opens: 
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enden-k · 2 years
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anyone have super fluffy zc fic recs? i just finished a rlly angsty one w lots of childe suffering and despite its happy ending it still had a sad aftertaste 😔
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1004tyun-archive · 10 months
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mommy 🥺🥺 you’ve stayed up so long with me 🥺 i’m home and done with what i needed to do~ so i thought i should send you the ask 🥺🥺 i had the moodboard ready 🥺🩷🩷
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the history behind this is that mommy started working and i always associate coffee with work (but you as well now… so i have way more fun having my coffee~) in a im a working girl kind of way let this girlboss have her mug of coffee 😌 and this taehyun makes me think of cookies 🥹🥹 so i thought what better than sanrio biscuits hehe 👉👈🩷
my love 🥺🥺 i remember when you said that you were thinking about me while brushing your teeth and i find that so cute 🥹🩷 when i was washing my hands i was thinking about you and smiling lots >\\\< anytime i think about you i’m always smiling and dreamy~ because you’re a dream come true mommy 🥺🥺🩷 i always say this but it’s true it just always somehow dawns on me that you’re my girlfriend and i love you so much 🥹🥹🩷 i want to give you the biggest hugs and kiss you 🥺😚🩷 i love you so much mommy 🥺🩷 i hope your first day was nice and that you’ll get to sleep well when you decide to sleep 🥺🩷 i’m so happy with you mommy 🥺🥺🩷 keep being you mommy >\\\< 🩷🩷 i love you~
the moodboard and the story behind it are so cuuute oh my goodness 😭😭😭🩵🩵🩵 this is so precious baby thank you 🥺🥺🩵
i thought i was crazy for thinking about you while performing the most mundane of tasks but it turns out i’m just in love hehe 🤭 you always put me in the best mood just by thinking about you 🥺🥺🩵🩵 you’re MY dream come true baby 🥺🩵🩵
i love that we’re both still in disbelief about really dating each other lol like every now and again we’ll stop everything and be like …. 😳 oh my god i’m really her girlfriend and it’s so precious 😭😭 i’m so happy to love you and i wanna give you so many kisses
i took a little tiny nap just now but i’ll sleep properly later 🥺🥺 i wanna spend more time with you before then it feels like we spent all day together and i love it so much >///< 🩵🩵🩵 my sweetest girl i love you so much 🥺🥺🥺🩵🩵 i’ll keep being me if you keep being you~ i love you the most my love 🥺🥺🥺🩵
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a kitty has recently taken up residence in my family’s garage, which means when I’m up late in my room, it’s a constant struggle for me Not to tiptoe down the stairs and smuggle her into my room for cuddles while I watch my little tv shows
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pwerfumes · 1 year
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new pet just dropped yall
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