#Yes I would love to have a snowball fight with your siblings

[sfehvn]

new religion

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Description: AU- Astarion is enamored by you, and while he fights it at first, he may have just found his new religion. A/N: Just a tad bit of sweet smut to be honest. This was my listen while I wrote if you were curious. Enjoy! xx Rating: M (18+ minors DNI) Word count: 2,069 Characters: soft!ascended!Astarion x fem!au!Tav

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  From the moment Astarion had seen you, he knew he had to have you. Walking through the animated city of Baldur’s Gate, your radiant smile was the first thing that had caught his eye. Flowing hair kissed your shoulders adorned with freshly plucked daisies. Your aroma was the most intoxicating scent that had graced his nose in all of his years. Your rose-tinted cheeks teased with the blood flowing beneath your flawless skin. Your eyes sparkled with wonder, reflecting the rays of the sun above. He had never been a believer in the love at first sight nonsense, yet there you were. If his undead heart could beat, he was sure it would be skipping against his ribcage. It was the only time the vampire had found himself utterly speechless. 

  For months, he watched from afar, finding excuses to go into town. Not that he had to excuse anything to anyone, but the newfound feelings were frightening, to say the least. Alas, day after day Astarion went out, whether for a drink or an unnecessary shop trip, and he would wait to get even the slightest glimpse at you. He was aware that this obsession was snowballing out of his hands as he fell harder and deeper. Hells, he had never even spoken to you. Yet he knew nearly everything there was to know. 

  He knew every other day you made your way to the apothecary to pick up medicines for your sick father, whom you cared for. He knew once every fifth day, you picnicked in the graveyard next to your mother’s grave. He knew your favorite color was yellow because it reminded you of the summers you spent with your mother before her untimely passing. You had six siblings: an older brother and five young sisters. 

  Astarion had also realized that you had a death wish, apparently. You were constantly staying out past sundown, running errands or helping neighbors. Did you even comprehend the dangers? He would often think to himself. Of course he had to follow you home to ensure you made it inside safely. You were becoming a liability to him, and quite frankly, he was terrified of how you made him feel. Just when he had decided to end this one-sided arrangement, there you were. Sat on the side of the road with tears pooling rivers down your cheeks, his body felt out of his control as he approached you.

  He stood in front of you, his words caught in his throat. You stared at him with those big doe-eyes, and his knees felt like jelly. “Are you alright?” He finally managed out. Gods, what am I doing? I should just sink my fangs into her and be done with it. It’s just bloodlust. This was something he had tried to convince himself of many times already- a lie.

  “Oh, yes.” Voice sweet and smooth, like the finest honey gold could buy. “Just this silly book.” You giggled, holding up the novel you had previously been engrossed in before Astarion had found you.

  “Right. Good.” He clears his throat in an attempt to regain his composure and still his spinning mind. “I’ll just be on my way then.” You nod, gifting that sweet smile to him. Astarion felt his legs would give out beneath him if he stayed longer, but he didn’t move an inch.

  The man intrigued you, ruby red eyes and skin pale as the snow that fell during winter. He was gorgeous. An aura of mystery surrounded him, and you were keen to discover those mysteries. “Say, you live in that big fancy manor?” You question, breaking the awkward silence that had befallen you two.

  “I do. Why?” Skepticism was palpable in his tone. 

  You disregarded his tone, and he believed it to be your naive nature. “You have the most exquisite daffodils blooming alongside your walls. I didn’t want to pick them without asking.” Your smile is sheepish, innocent. Astarion doesn’t speak, his face unreadable. “I-I enjoy putting bouquets together. I don’t mean to-” He already knew this, obviously.

  “They are yours.” Astarion can’t contain the smile that tugs the sides of his lips.

  As you two stroll to the location of said flowers, Astarion finds himself loosening up in your presence. He watches you intently, the way you move your hair from your face as you carefully pluck a few from the group. He urges you to take more.

  “Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother. These are plenty.” You assure. In response, he crouches down next to you to help pluck the remaining flowers.

   After walking you home, Astarion ordered flowers to be planted around the grounds. With the help of just a little magic, within weeks, roses, peonies, sunflowers, and carnations bloomed healthily. You would come with a fresh serving of food, a bouquet as thanks, and collect the flowers. As naive as you were, you could recognize what Astarion was doing. The daffodils were a one-off in that area, but now flowers surrounded the entirety of his property. The rate at which they grew, too; you were aware some effort went into getting them to blossom so hastily. At every mention of a new flower, the next time you came, they were miraculously in bloom.

  This compromise had been in full swing for months when you finally questioned him about it. Astarion was on his knees as he snipped red roses from the bush, insistent on doing it himself so you didn’t prick yourself on a thorn. “Why are you doing this?” You question, a wicker basket that was already overflowing held firmly in your hands. 

  “I told you, you’ve nabbed yourself on these blasted thorns one too many times.” His reply came without a look in your direction as he continued to snip the stems.

  “That’s not what I meant.” A soft chuckle emanates from behind closed lips. He looks up at you in realization, his hands coming to a halt. Your breath catches in your throat as he stares at you wordlessly, longingly. Standing slowly, he takes a step closer to you. He drops the roses into your basket before cupping your cheeks, closing the distance between your faces. The kiss is electric. You drop the basket to your feet, arms snaking around his neck while he presses your body tightly to his, clinging to you like a prayer. His lips were a colder temperature than you expected, but they were soft and hungry. 

  That’s how Astarion ended up with you in his bed. As he eagerly ripped the pale blue dress from your body, you took note of the bouquets around his bed chamber. Every single one you had gifted to him was on display and in perfect condition. Your heart flits in your chest, eyes closing in ecstasy as wet kisses trail up the inside of your thighs. A soft moan is elicited from you as his mouth reaches your warmth, his tongue flicking teasingly along your slit. Your fingers thread into his stark white hair, instinctually tugging with every contact against your clit. Colors explode behind your eyelids from the euphoric excitement.

  He pulled away briefly, with his starving mouth against your thigh, he spoke muffled words, “I don’t think you realize how long I’ve been waiting to hear that, darling.” Your breathing quickens as you look down at him between your thighs with hooded, lustful eyes. His mouth returns to your clit and he suckles lightly, two fingers dipping into your dripping center. The sensation brings your back into an arch, aching to feel him deeper inside of you.

  The swirling motion of his tongue brings you close to the edge, your legs shaking mercilessly. Astarion’s free hand moves between his torso and your legs, holding them steady as he continues his work on your body. Just as you are about to cum, he places a final kiss on your mound before his eyes meet yours. “You’re much naughtier than I thought.” He tsked, crooning his neck at you before moving up your body.

  Your lips meet passionately, his tongue slipping effortlessly into your mouth to meet your own. He creates a gap between you as one hand holds him up, quickly removing his trousers and undergarments with his other hand. He pressed his bulge down onto your warmth, hitting your sweet spot as he grinds against you. “Do you taste how lovely you are?” He murmurs, plunging his tongue further into your mouth. You can only let out a delighted moan in response.

  Once he breaks the kiss, you press your slippery core harder against his erection. “Please fuck me.” You whimper lustfully, “Please-” Your words are cut short by the sensation of him rubbing the head of his cock against your clit, causing a delicate moan to leave your throat.

  “Fuck. You’re soaked, my darling.” He coos. As much as Astarion wanted to continue to play with your body, he needed to be buried in you as quickly as he possibly could. He slides the head of his member from your clit, pushing slowly into your welcoming embrace. He savors every sensation as he enters you. There is a momentary flicker of pain on your face as you adjust to his size, and he falters for a moment.

  “Have you done this before?” He asks quietly, pressing his forehead to yours, avoiding your throat to save himself from temptation. He cursed himself inwardly for even asking; he shouldn’t care. This woman brought a side out of him he had never met before- a softer side. The scariest part is he actually, well, liked it.

  You wavered for a second before shaking your head, confirming that he was indeed the first man to have ever been in such a position with you. The thought makes him feel feral. Such a sweet flower trusting someone like him to take your virtue; he would never admit it to anyone, but honor and pride swelled in his chest. He nodded in acknowledgment, “We’ll go slow, pet.” He reassures, hips rocking delicately into yours as he fills you with as much of him as he can manage without causing you discomfort. He lays a gentle kiss on your forehead as your pain turns into pleasure, still-shaking legs wrapping to engulf his hips.

  “A-Astarion.” His name sounded like a hymn gracing his ears from your mouth, and he wanted to devour you right there and then. It took everything in him not to plow you into the bed. His hand rests on the bedframe as he finds a comfortable rhythm, eyes never leaving your face. He wanted to soak up every reaction to his touch.

  “You drive me crazy, pet.” He grunts as his pace quickens, gripping the mahogany wood tighter at the magnetic pleasure buzzing through his body. He uses his free hand to effortlessly move you further up into a slightly seated position as his thumb once again finds your clit to draw purposeful eights over it. 

  “I-I’m- Oh my gods-” The moan is loud, music to his ears as your walls tighten around his cock.

  “That’s right. Be a good girl and cum for me.” It’s a stern demand, all to mask just how close Astarion was himself. His words push you over the edge, your body clinging to his for support as the euphoria rushes over you. Every hair on your body standing on end, you throw your head back and scream Astarion’s name thrillfully. 

  With you coming undone, he allows himself to reach fruition, his seed filling you to the brim. His hand on the frame loosens, and his head hangs, face full of gratification. He looks down at you, pulling his now-soft member from you, a satisfied sigh leaving your lips as you stretch contently, much like a cat. Your eyes were droopy, a giddy smirk on your face as you fought to keep them open. Astarion chuckles, pressing another kiss to your lips. “You can sleep, my darling. I’ll wake you in a little.”

  Astarion swore he felt the tiniest tinge of warmth in his heart at the sight of you so comfortable cuddled into his side as you dozed off. This could be a welcome change. Maybe his undead life just needed his very own light, his own sun. All he knew was that he was done fighting it. One weakness couldn’t hurt.

#ascended!astarion x tav #astarion x tav #ascended!astarion x reader #astarion x reader #soft!ascended!astarion #ascended astarion #astarion #smut #x reader #tav #reader #bg3

[hunieday]

Nikaido Yamato - Drama Collection vol.2 Rabbit Chat

Please note that I am not a professional translator and I'm only doing this to share the side materials to those who cannot access them, if you notice any mistakes please let me know nicely. Enjoy!

Natsume Minami: Good evening, Nikaido-san.

Natsume Minami: I heard that we'll be appearing together on a variety show next time to promote the drama. I look forward to working with you.

Nikaido Yamato: Hey there, Natsume-chan. Thanks for your courtesy.

Nikaido Yamato: So about that show... they said the theme this time is "youth" in relation to the drama, and they sent a bunch of surveys about it

Nikaido Yamato: What did you answer, Natsume-chan...?

Natsume Minami: Oh. Aren't you looking forward to the talk on the show?

Nikaido Yamato: Well yes, but I'm just wondering about the direction you’re gonna be taking

Natsume Minami: Direction?

Nikaido Yamato: Are you gonna answer it lightheartedly or seriously?

Natsume Minami: Well, I think we need to be serious.

Natsume Minami: That's why I even answered the 5th "Please describe your flavor of youth" question seriously.

Natsume Minami: I wrote that it “tasted like milk tea."

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, so that's what "flavor of youth" means, as in what you drank the most back then.

Nikaido Yamato: Well, ŹOOĻ sells the tough-guy image well so you should be fine with that answer.

Natsume Minami: What do you mean back then? I was talking about when I was in school, I was really into drinking black tea.

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, I see!?!?

Natsume Minami: Oh my. What did you think I was talking about?

Nikaido Yamato: No, my bad. It's nothing.

Natsume Minami: 

Natsume Minami: So, what's your flavor of youth, Nikaido-san?

Nikaido Yamato: Uhhhhhhhhh...

Nikaido Yamato: Maybe melon...

Natsume Minami: How adorable. You like it, don't you?

Nikaido Yamato: Well, yeah...

Natsume Minami: Did you also eat it during those "back then"s you mentioned?

Nikaido Yamato: Forget about that LMAO

Nikaido Yamato: But maybe we’re too young to be calling it "youth", I just liked it as a kid and used to eat it a lot.

Natsume Minami: I’m guessing “youth" refers to teenage years, but it's complicated to define. There were other questions about what we did after school.

Nikaido Yamato: I see. You were busy with work, Natsume-chan.

Natsume Minami: Yes. Unfortunately, I was always so busy with work that I don't remember much of my school days.

Natsume Minami: If anything, I think now feels more like youth for me.

Nikaido Yamato: I get that.

Nikaido Yamato: Hanging out with those guys feels like I’m back in junior high.

Nikaido Yamato: We do things like chugging soda in the middle of summer, having snowball fights in winter, it’s like I’m doing kid-like stuff all year round.

Natsume Minami: Sounds fun. It's like having a little family.

Nikaido Yamato: Maybe LMAO

Nikaido Yamato: ŹOOĻ kinda feel like siblings too

Natsume Minami: Wait a moment. Who's the oldest?

Nikaido Yamato: That’s what you’re concerned about?

Natsume Minami: It's extremely crucial.

Nikaido Yamato: If we ignore the age, the oldest would be Inumaru, then you, then Mido, and the youngest would be Isumi I guess...?

Natsume Minami: I see. Our interpretations aren’t too off, but Mido-san and Isumi-san could probably be reversed.

Nikaido Yamato: Huh? Mido’s the youngest?

Natsume Minami: Since he’s a cute guy.

Nikaido Yamato: Maybe Natsume-chan is the oldest son after all...

Natsume Minami: You're also quite cute, Nikaido-san.

Nikaido Yamato: Where though!?!?!? I'm three years older than you, I’m a grown man who loves beer!

Natsume Minami: During skateboard practice you asked, "Natsume-chan, if I fall, will you help me?" 

Natsume Minami: I thought the way you were trying to tug at my heartstrings by acting like a spoiled child on purpose was cute.

Nikaido Yamato: Don't say it was on purpose LMAO

Natsume Minami: Your character this time resembles you in that aspect quite a bit.

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, he was pretty spoiled wasn’t he?

Nikaido Yamato: He couldn't accept his best friend leaving, so he blamed everyone around him for his problems and vented his bad days to his friends so they would comfort him

Nikaido Yamato: Wait... I kinda feel like I’m having déjà vu...

Natsume Minami: Oh?

Natsume Minami: In reality, all he wanted was to skate with his best friend again, but he couldn't say that one word, so he struggled with despair all the while.

Natsume Minami: He was unable to be fully emotionless, so he couldn’t help but show vulnerability and kindness to those who loved him, which resonates with you deeply.

Nikaido Yamato: Damn. You really went into details 

Natsume Minami: It's fun. I enjoy discussing acting with you.

Nikaido Yamato: I feel the same thing. I feel like we fit each other’s style more every time we’re acting together, Natsume-chan.

Natsume Minami: Are you flirting with me?

Nikaido Yamato: So wanting to work with you more is the same as flirting with you now?

Natsume Minami: You're making me blush.

Nikaido Yamato: Liar LMAO

Natsume Minami: It's true. You said "I just wanted to laugh and skate again. It’s enough for me that I was able to do it today." in the script. Your expression at that moment was just like that.

Nikaido Yamato: That’s the one thing you praised me for on the spot, it's embarrassing to hear it again in text

Natsume Minami:

Natsume Minami: Being able to discuss our work like this feels like youth to us, doesn't it?

Nikaido Yamato: Maybe you’re right! I'll write that the coffee I'm drinking now is the flavor of youth.

Natsume Minami: Can I match your answer? I was just drinking some too.

Nikaido Yamato: Oh, what a coincidence. Though the flavor of youth turned out quite bitter.

Natsume Minami: It's a special flavor, just like us.

#idolish7 #i7 #ainana #idolish7 translation #nikaido yamato #natsume minami #drama collection #rabbit chat #drama collection vol.2

[rriavian]

hey hope you are well. Something has been on my mind lately and I want to dive into your brain a little bit for this. canon that Desire and Dream used to be favorite siblings. and thinking about it makes me long.The falling out between them is something I truly regret, but the outcome is just funny. I count it as headcanon that Desire hates Dream right now, but at the same time them thinks that them are the person who knows Dream the most. And I have a feeling them going to get into the fight for this. its just funny. Desire talks to Lucienne and Matthew to death and gives them condescending looks. At that moment our favorite nightmare walks in. And remember that he has burned for his king since his creation. and dude... its fucking rap battle

It makes me sad too :( I have an older sister and the thought of us not being close is very painful. But I also agree with how there is such wonderful comedic potential here. 

Sibling hatred is vastly different from any other hatred, even when it genuinely is ‘I will kill you’. It lends a certain superiority to the relationship. So Desire would absolutely be like ‘well I hate Dream but I still know him better than any of you losers’. Hatred can be just as possessive as love, and if Desire can’t have love they will have hate. So they are so incredibly condescending because of course no one else knows Dream as well as they do. All others are just distractions, Dream’s toys but not with a claim of their own, messing with them is like the equivalent of stealing a Barbie just to make your sibling cry. Yes maybe they are a comfort item that is often confided in and cuddled close but...that's all they are.

Desire sees them and is like you can never be Dream’s equal, never be my equal.

It’s about the attention. Desire would loath apathy, would loathe it if they didn't matter to Dream at all. I think part of that is also because being able to hurt someone proves they are weak to you in some way, that you are still important, that they love you somehow. It’s ‘he’s my brother and that makes me special’.

If Dream got up and was like ‘here is a list of people who have pissed me off today’ and didn’t mention Desire they’d be absolutely livid. 

(Dream has totally done this at a family meal before.)

But yeah the Corinthian walks in on Desire being dismissive to Lucienne and Matthew (“A new raven? Do you even know anything about him at all?” “So nice to see you Lucienne, still organising the library?”). At first I feel like the Corinthian would be amused, but then Desire turns to him and says something condescending and, well...

It snowballs.

Desire would be so incredibly irritated at being drawn into an actual argument with one of Dream's little toys but be entirely unable to actually back down. They'd both compete with who hates (loves?) him the most and Dream passes by, pauses to listen curiously, and is just like ah yes everything is as it should be. Though he is also incredibly possessive and I think that if he caught Desire actually insulting Lucienne/Matthew/The Corinthian or any of his other creations it would not go well. He's fine with a contest for his attention, a flattering little show for him to enjoy, but anything beyond that?

Dream absolutely would not stand for it.

Which would absolutely delight Desire right up to the moment Dream is like 'you are banned from my realm and my presence until you apologise' and Desire is like 'haha, jokes, sorry to hurt your delicate little feelings big brother I won't do it again ;)'

And Dream is like 'no will you apologise to him'

Cue Desire looking stunned, the Corinthian looking stunned, Lucienne and Matthew piping up to be like 'yeah Desire insulted us too'...and, well, that escalates things.

(100 yrs later and Desire is like he still won't talk to meeeeee)

#dream of the endless #the sandman #desire of the endless #thank you for the ask! #I really enjoyed thinking about this <3 #you always send me the most creative things!!

[seventeenlovesthree]

Has the new zero two movie changed your mind or added anything in a positive light to any of the zero two ships?

Oh, that is an interesting question, thank you for asking!

Though I think I have already kinda hinted at it during my last analysis posts regarding the movie and recent dramas: There wasn't (a lot of) actual "romantic" ship portrayal in my opinion. Which is actually a good thing in my book, but let's see what we got there. Putting my thoughts under a cut, because there are still a lot of people who haven't watched the movie!

First of all, let's name the few significant - or at least implied - interactions that are displayed in the movie:

Daisuke & Ken. Daisuke & Miyako. Ken & Miyako. Daisuke & Ken & Miyako. Daisuke & Rui (& Ken). Takeru & Hikari.

And that's basically it. As mentioned before, the movie itself only has roughly 90 minutes, due to pacing and plot, there isn't a lot of interpersonal interaction that goes beyond the general display of "friendship". The dramas are WAY better at showing off the dynamics between the characters, but we're not talking about that right now. But yeah, the Jogress combinations besides Daiken don't have significant interactions, Iori gets the shortest end of the stick ever, they don't have a single moment of Daisuke fawning over Hikari. So let's focus on the few relationships I mentioned above:

Daisuke & Ken: They're already one of the aspects that save 02 for me personally, which sounds more grim than it actually is, but I've always loved their dynamics a lot. You can feel the fondness (and admiration) they have for each other, their characters contrast and complement each other still beautifully. And even if the display of their bond could have been even deeper - Miyako calling them out for "flirting" will always be my favourite part of the movie. Someone recently pointed out to me how there might even be an underlying codependency between these two, which is an interesting angle to focus on as well, but I'd say the movie hasn't made me love them more or less than I did before. They're just great, I've shipped them before and I will keep shipping them!

Daisuke & Miyako: They're more of a comic relief combination than anything else, which hasn't changed much since they had been children after all. Personally, I've always seen them more as siblings than romantically compatible and the movie kiiiiinda proved my point in that? It depends on how you want to interpret certain framings. Especially because Miyako is particularly framed with someone else...

Ken & Miyako: ... And that is Ken. I already mentioned in my big post-watch analysis that, while you can definitely read every interaction between the characters as platonic, they were REALLY keen to put emphasis on Miyako focusing on Ken. There were several moments where she approached Ken on her own account, encouraged him, exchanged glances... And yes, her words can be taken as flirting (especially by the end of it!) and the snowball fight may have made a lot of Kenyako fans ecstatic! Understandably so! It's interesting, because they definitely have NOT put that much emphasis on a blooming relationship on a certain other future-canon ship, but I digress... Long story short, they definitely showed Miyako being interested in Ken, directing speeches towards him that you would usually expect from Daisuke. Ken on the other hand still seemed rather baffled at her behaviour, but it was a start. An interesting start! They have not really been a ship for me so far, and the one-sidedness is still something they need to work on, but I would say the movie did a decent job with them.

Daisuke & Ken & Miyako: Take everything I have outlined above and just make them a poly ship, THAT would be interesting. It may actually be the most satisfying conclusion in a timeline where Kenyako will turn out to be endgame anyway, even though the chemistry between Daiken is undeniably there! All jokes aside, it was amusing to witness the bickering between them, there was quite the chemistry (and jealousy?) between them.

Daisuke & Rui (& Ken): What can I say? Daisuke has a thing for "boys who suffer (tm)" and thanks to his irresistible positivity, he will ALWAYS pull them. Always. While Rui is still a different brand from Ken and Wallace, it really is not surprising that the lone wolf is visibly impressed by Daisuke (with Ken watching over them carefully, as the voice of reason). Considering the fact that I still prefer Daiken, I can still appreciate the dynamic, even though it wasn't the first time they pulled that trope.

Takeru & Hikari: Long story short - they held BACK with these two. They did in the movie, they did in the dramas. Which, again, is not a bad thing, since I personally enjoy how casual and comfortable they are with each other. Them being in each other's spheres is just natural - and I was DELIGHTED to listen to them writing fanfiction about their brothers and friends while being out for drinks in their drama. But if you were looking for romantic implications, you may get disappointed. While they DID get their own snowball fight scene (breadcrumbs!) and had a few softer interactions, there could have been more. While I did prefer them platonic myself for the majority of my life, I have generally grown more fond of them romantically in the past few months - so I am fine with either of their readings. But the movie hasn't had an effect on my perception of them.

Long story short - in sum, the movie didn't provide enough interpersonal interaction to change my perception of the ships in the grand scheme of things. Daisuke/Rui was a new addition, so it doesn't really count, but I WAS surprised to see them put emphasis on Miyako subtly woo-ing Ken, which was an interesting idea that was decently executed - even if it was still one-sided and didn't disrupt the true love-line (no, not a triangle!) of the movie:

Miyako loves: Ken. Ken loves: Daisuke. Daisuke loves: Ramen

#personal #my two cents #ship analysis #answered #ask #digimon adventure 02 the beginning spoilers

[doverstar]

Just babbling but- I always get annoyed when fanfics make the whole stranger gang the best of friends, who always hang out with each other, even far into the future. I understand a bond occurs in such bizarre circumstances, but I just can't see Max going to hang with Eddie or Eddie and Steve hanging out or etc. It just doesn't seem plausible in my mind. Like sure, I feel that each of them would be amicable and have a healthy respect, but for them all to be besties! I don't get it. What are your thoughts

I love the babbling! Hi!

I kind of understand where you're coming from. I don't think that the Hawkins teenagers exclusively hang out with each other, like - I don't think if the Byers still lived in Hawkins, that Jonathan and Nancy would be besties with Steve and Robin and Eddie right away. I think they'd have their moments, but they each have their own group of friends they spend time with. Steve and Robin probably hang out every day; they're practically siblings, but beyond that, I think it would take some time after all the adventures for the teenagers to realize that they're each other's Ride or Dies, social barriers or no. I think the kids will always be best friends. They were already incredibly close before El came into their lives, and trauma bonding is a big deal. And I think Steve will always be in those kids' lives, at least a little. Especially Dustin's. Dustin does not have a dad. Dustin does not have a brother. Dustin has his mother, her cat(s), and his friends. (I actually have so many thoughts about Dustin and Dustin's thoughts on dads/men, Dustin's relationships with both Steve and Eddie, etc.) I think Dustin and Steve's friendship is really special to both of them and they wouldn't let it fall apart no matter where Dustin goes after high school, no matter where Steve goes in the future. But my honest opinion is: Yes, they would be. They would be best friends. All of them. Eventually. And I'll tell you why:

Because they've all gone through some crazy, crazy stuff. The same crazy stuff. Together. No one else knows how it feels to deal with the Upside Down except this group. No one else knows about what happened with the Russians. No one else knows about Vecna, the demogorgon, the real reason Hawkins is cursed. Where Will Byers actually was that one time he went missing. I mean, they all already knew each other in a sense. The teens all went to the same high school. And as for the kids - they've been best friends for years. They knew of Steve Harrington before Nancy started dating him. Max gave him a goodbye note, too. Nancy used to dress up for D&D campaigns Mike hosted when she was younger - and she chose to dance with Dustin at the Snowball. The Byers adopted Eleven and made her Jane. That child would fight for any one of these people, and has several times now, because according to her, nothing is more important than her friends. Robin and Steve have become inseparable. Nancy and Steve are on good terms despite the breakup. And if Eddie had lived, he would be indebted to this group of people he never would've hung out with otherwise. Dustin and his merry band of misfits worked to save the world and clear Eddie's name. That means something. You don't just go your separate ways after that. Realistically, yeah, it would be amicable and healthy and respectful at first. But they've bled together (get out of my head, Erica). Chrissy can hang out with the cheer squad all she wants, but would one of those girls face down a swarm of demobats for her? Nancy lost Barb, and we don't see her with anyone else friend-wise. No one else would get it. Jonathan gets it. Steve gets it. Robin gets it. Eddie gets it. Mike and Dustin and Lucas and Will and Eleven and Max get it. When you go through stuff like that - now they're aware of each other. Now it's different. You cannot just go back to normal life after Upside Down trauma; we've seen that. Now if they need someone to talk to, if something scary happens, do you think they're gonna turn to their immediate group of friends from normal life? Eddie wouldn't be able to talk to Jeff or Gareth about nightmares of Vecna pinning Chrissy to his ceiling. Steve can't call up Tommy H. or any of his basketball groupies if he's having some kind of demogorgon-induced PTSD. If some new mystery happens in town, this group will immediately seek out one another. There's something about going through stuff like that that breaks down barriers. Why would you hang out with anyone else as much as you hang out with the people you were the most real with in times of crises? Eddie/Chrissy/Robin (newbies) would have discovered during the UD adventures that these people are not all that hard to get along with/different from them (Eddie with Chrissy, Eddie with Steve, Robin with Nancy, Nancy with Robin, Nancy with Jonathan, Jonathan with Nancy, Dustin with Steve, Steve with Dustin, Hopper with Mike, Mike with Hopper, it happens EVERY TIME). They would also have discovered that when the end of the world is literally happening, they can count on these people. That creates a kind of bond you can't get anywhere else. I think they'd become less like an ordinary group of friends and more like a little family. You have your regular friends, sure, but if you're lucky and have what a family is supposed to be, you know friends come and go but you always have your family. Whatever that family looks like. You are the most comfortable with them. With family, you end up hanging out even when you weren't planning on it. When something serious happens, people who feel like family (or are family) are the first people you go to. I think it would be like that for the Hawkins crew, even Eddie and Chrissy after a while. Maybe not right away, but gradually? Absolutely. Age differences and social statuses do not matter when they're together. They're family. They're best friends because they're family. That's my take, anyway!

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[scourge-lover]

hey there sis (can I call you sis? you declared us siblings and said you loved me /p)

character dynamic asks!

curious about bolvar and arthas... you said they get real comfy in legion 👀

I am also interested in your version of marwyn and falric being an old married couple. I don’t really know them. your au was my introduction to their existence (so glad it was)

Bolvar and Arthas:

🌹🔥✅🦠

Marwyn and Falric:

🪀🍋🎀🎇

hope you have fun answering hun /p affection

Yes ofc you can call me sis! Love ya! And oooh boy, you gave me a lot! lol

Bolvar and Arthas

🌹 Who's the flirty one and who gets shy and flustered?

Arthas starts being the flirty one, mostly to get under Bolvar's skin. But when Bolvar responds back, Arthas is the one who gets all awkward and flustered.

🔥 Who has the temper and who keeps a cool head?

Arthas definitely has the temper. Bolvar's the voice of reason, which is good because he's in charge of the Scourge.

✅️ Who cares more about being right and winning the argument?

Arthas wants to always be right, but Bolvar's able to win the argument over him, and Arthas gets all sensitive about it.

🦠 Who is messy and who says, "damn you live like this?"

Bolvar let the Citadel kind of go into ruin, which pissed off Arthas a lot. That's his Citadel. No one should be allowed to let his Citadel fall into disrepair.

Marwyn and Falric:

🍋 Who is more likely to be in a sour mood on a bad day? (Bonus: how does the other one handle that?)

Falric is the old sour puss, even before he was a deathknight. He always seems to be having a bad day, but Marwyn can often cheer him up.

🪀 Who's more playful and who is more serious? (Bonus: does the playful one ever get the serious one to join them?)

Marwyn is often the more responsible one, and while Falric is the more serious one in general, he's able to be playful. He'd be the one to start a snowball fight, and he'd want to win.

🎀 Who has more talents/hobbies? Does the other ever feel insecure about this?

Marwyn can sing, dance, and used to be the Champion of Lordaeron Ice Skating three years running. Falric fell in love with Marwyn when watching him one year, but he's not insecure about it. If it was anyone else, Falric would think such talents are worthless.

🎇 Who is more impulsive and who is more careful? Does the careful one help keep the impulsive one grounded?

Marwyn can be the more impulsive one in regard to Sapphire's safety, but Falric is generally the more impulsive one.

#ask game #ask response #THANKS

[sehnsuchts-trunken]

I have no idea if you’re still taking these asks but.. could i maybe have a tolkien ship?

I’m a 24 yr old woman, unlabeled :). I work in the fashion industry and I am a very “fashionable” person, I love shopping (perhaps a little too much haha) and doing hair, makeup etc. I also adore just relaxing, reading a good book, listening to Lana del Rey or Mitski, taking a candle lit bath, picing flowers and having a picnic etc, I can however get a bit adventurous and I love traveling, and I try to go on atleast one trip a year and I would love to have a SO to adventure with but still settle down. I’m definitely a marriage girl, idk about kids maybe one or two? Would depend on SO opinion :). I really enjoy art, not just painting/drawing but looking at art and appreciating it, specially renaissance art. I love a good trip to the museum, art and historical (I’m a bit of a history nerd). I enjoy the winter a lot, even though I do enjoy the grassy fields and warmth of summer I love the snow, skiing, ice skating and snowball fights are big loves of mine.

Personality wise I am stubborn, loyal, playful and very sassy. I probably could not date someone who was overly serious but I would need someone mature enough to have serious conversations. The stubbornness I’m working on but if I believe I’m in the right I will not give up, even if it seems like I have I can be VERY petty and I do not forget haha. I’m very loyal. You hate them? No, WE hate them. I of course have my limits and when that trust is broken it can never really be the same for me. The sass is probably my favorite trait, I cannot go a sentence without saying something ironic or sassy, its my sense of humor. My worst trait is probably that at first sign of “danger” I kinda just say “nope” and thats that, so I would need someone understanding with that.

Some dealbreakers: I do not date people who arent feminists and believe in human rights like blm etc. I probably couldnt date someone who didn’t show affection or love towards me ( I need to know I’m loved 😫). Couldnt date someone controlling. Couldnt date someone who doesnt like animals and small children (I have smaller siblings). Respect is important to me and treating people with kindness.

I hope this is enough information, thank you so much and have a great day <33333

usually I don't anymore but omg, for you I will, I had sm fun reading through this!

I ship you with....

Prince Fili!

He's so definitely absolutely perfect for you!!! First of all, he fits your description so well: He's mature, but adventurous, he's able to let go and be childish but be serious all the same. He's definitely one for children and animals as well! like, I think he'd be fine with not having pets or children, but he'd totally want them and he'd be head over heels if you told him that you wanted to have children! He's so supportive as well.

Also, just, all that you talked about would be stuff he'd adore. You like to read? Would you perhaps like to read to him? Because he's gonna listen to you for years if you say yes. Do you want to walk through the halls of the castle and talk about history? He'd spend hours trailing after you and pointing out details and asking you what you think of them. You want a picnic? That's what he prepares for your anniversary. He doesn't gift you a bouquet of flowers, his present is going flower picking with you.

He would really appreciate you being fashionable honestly. Like, it's not something he'd ever expect, but since he's not really talented at doing stuff like that, he would love having you dress him for royal dance balls for example. And he has zero problem with you spending some money on clothes etc either! Actually really adores it, he'd probably tease you at times - just a little bit - but he'd pay for everything and he'd carry it all home. It would also just be a great addition because, well, you'll be the future queen. It's always a plus to look amazing in that position - and Thorin is a big fan of it too. So you got family approval!

Let's be real, Dis would love you. I don't need to say anything else here.

Just one more little detail: You said you'd need someone showing you that they love you, and don't you dare question whether Fili would do that. He'd be telling you and he'd be showing you and he'd be constantly bringing you gifts and it's so important to him that you know that he loves you. Whenever he's away (princely duties!) he makes sure to put a little present on the bedside table for you before he goes, and when he comes back, no matter what, he leaves being prince be for a day and spends it with you. Regardless of how long he was gone, whether that was a day or a month.

And because I absolutely can't stop myself: He'd propose in winter and spend a whole year calling you his "soon to be wife" only for him to marry you exactly 365 days later, also in winter, because he knows that that's your favourite season. He never ever stops calling you his wife after that. It's his new nickname and he will use it until the day he dies.

#the hobbit #fili durin #fili x reader #fili fanfiction #hobbit matchups #matchups #matchups Fili #fili durin x reader #hobbit fanfiction #the hobbit fanfiction

[staryuee]

— a lifetime of love awaits, will you marry me?

꒰warnings꒱ {edit} I HAD TO ADD SCARA OKAY

⠀꒲ ` synopsis . . . how would they propose to their beloved?

⠀꒲ ` characters . . . tartaglia, venti, eula, kazuha, yoimiya, kaeya, ayato, zhongli, scaramouche

⠀꒲ ` notes . . . FINALLY IM FREE FROM THESE CHAINS !! lana can finally stop bullying me :( — this won’t be the end, i’m planning to write wedding/marriage hcs w these lot too ♪( ´▽｀)

TARTAGLIA — 公子

when did he realise he wants to marry you?

ajax realised when you came over to see his family for the second time. the way his siblings rushed over to greet you, each of them stumbling around because they want to be the first one to hug you, your bright yet gentle smile as you squeezed each of them tightly and peppered their faces with kisses — it all sent the most electrifying butterflies to his stomach. seeing the way you handle his energetic siblings and the way his parents have clearly welcomed you in as part of the family, it really made him think “i want to be with you forever.”

did he nearly reveal his plans by accident?

he’s a fearsome fatui harbinger, do you really think something as special and important like this will easily slip out? yes, absolutely. he cannot for the love of the tsaritsa herself shut the fuck up. he’s obviously already talked to your family and some friends of yours he knew he could trust but at this point everyone practically knows his plan with how much he’s been talking about you. honestly, speaking to yours and his family was his first step — he just wanted to make sure he had their blessings!! (as cliche as that sounds). with how overly-nice and generous people have been to you, you were starting to garner suspicions however tartaglia always has his special ways of distracting you~

꒰ TARTAGLIA’S PROPOSAL ꒱

you’ve just finished a lovely dinner with tartaglia’s family, his siblings were surrounding you two near a fireplace, the snezhnayan winter was being extremely unforgiving that particular evening with snow pouring down onto the ground, creating a massive winter wonderland. “did you know, [name] took me around liyue harbour again!!” teucer jumped onto your lap holding his lil’ ruin guard ehem ‘cyclops’ plushie in his hand, his bright eyes shining with delight. “alright, alright now teucer, i’m sure ajax and [name] are very tired from their journey and don’t want you jumping around on them. why don’t we all take a nice little breather outside?“ tartaglia’s mom intervenes, gesturing to the rack of coats.

snezhnayan winters were absolutely breathtaking, despite the snow engulfing you in cold, the pure sight of the kids playing and building their cute lil’ snowmen was enough to warm you inside and out. of course ajax didn’t get the atmosphere as he decided to come up and put his cold ass hands on your cheeks. “ajax!!! you absolute bi-“ you squealed as a shiver went down your spine. honestly you couldn’t get angry at him with the way his smile and laughter made you completely forget yourself. however, that didn’t make you want revenge any less. therefore !! you decided to start a harmless snowball fight with him.

while you and tartaglia were having a not-so friendly snowball fight, tonia finds a way to sneak up behind you and tug on your coat for attention and so, being the sweet person you are, you looked down at her… which ended up with you getting hit in the face with a snowball and ajax laughing it off by giving you small kisses. “sorry [name], uhm i just wanted to show you our snowmen! we just finished (｡･ω･｡)” she smiled up at you. god you felt your heart absolutely explode that snowball meaning absolutely nothing to you at that moment. taking her hand into yours she leads you to the place her and her siblings built the snowmen.

and who would’ve thought the little angels built the snowmen to resemble you and ajax <3 they had a small pebble heart around it with some local snezhnayan flowers scattered about and … some carving in the snow which read “turn around :)” as you did, your eyes instantly brimmed with heated tears. ajax was down on one knee, a beautiful ring imbedded with the finest jade in one hand while his other one reached out for yours.

“i love you with my entire heart and i wish to spend my entire life with you, [name], will you marry me?”

VENTI — 温迪

when did they realise they want to marry you?

better question: when did he NOT think about marrying you? it’s impossible to pinpoint just a specific moment where he thought about putting a ring on your finger. everyday he’s latched onto you like a personal heating pack whether that’s just him holding your hand, kissing you, hugging you etc he always has some part of him touching you. therefore, one of the more prominent times where he thinks of marrying you is when his heart actively yearns for you during the times you’re apart from one another. they do say “absence makes the heart grow fonder” and well venti takes that to the extreme.

did they nearly reveal their plans by accident?

venti is an ancient beloved god, he has absolutely no problem keeping his plan a secret from you! well, perhaps he can keep it from you verbally, ehem minus the few minor slip ups, he does make it quite obvious at times when he starts playing with your hands more often or stops frequenting the tavern to “focus on something more important” - his words not mine. he definitely tries his best, and to be fair he absolutely succeeds given with how loud and talkative he is you’d think he’d let it out eventually however, he wants this to be a complete surprise :)

꒰ VENTI’S PROPOSAL ꒱

the unfortunate ending of the weinlesefest was drawing nearer, yet the abundant love - platonic, familial and romantic - was filling the air with a sweetened fragrance. or perhaps that was just the scent of your boyfriend who had downed a couple bottles of diluc’s finest wine earlier that day. either way, your heart was brimming with everlasting joy.

venti held your waist with one hand, while his other hand rested on the top of your head to push you ever so closely. starsnatch cliff was the perfect place to wind down at , nothing but the tender autumn breeze and the silent brushing of the grass against you while you stared up at the glowing sky. although the day seemed to be perfect, you suddenly remembered that venti looked somewhat worried all day - consistently looking nervous and pondering over things that you couldn’t quite decipher.

you gently pushed yourself off venti and he gave you a perplexed look, “what’s the matter, windblume?” you just took him by his hands and told him to take a few deep breaths and appreciate the scenery. “venven, you looked so stressed the entire day, whats been on your mind?” he took a small step back from you and averted his gaze, subconsciously starting to fiddle with his braid.

taking a final deep breath, he looks you in the eyes cups your cheek and gives you a gentle smile. “mh, guess theres nothing i can hide from you is there, my warrior?” he takes his hands into yours.

“you know that i love you more than words can describe, you’ve changed my heart and life for the better and whenever im without you it feels like i've lost a part of myself. i’ve seen your kindness and your strength, as well as your fears and sorrows. you are the love of my life, i cannot imagine a life without you. i could tell you i can’t love you more than i do now, but i know tomorrow i will even more. my heart sings a song that’s only for you to hear.”

while hot tears brim at the corners of your eyes and spill out slowly, venti gets down on one knee and reaches into one of his pockets - your free hand flew to your agape mouth in an instant. “[name], windblume, my love, my shining star, will you marry me?”

EULA — 优菈

when did she realise she wants to marry you?

probably the first time she ever allowed herself to be vulnerable next to you. eula loves equivocation so unless you’re down to become a professional literature and language analyser , understanding her true intentions is rather difficult. but! that doesn’t mean she doesn’t have her moments where she allows her façade to be broken down, she’s human after all and everyone needs support once in a while. those few times where she simply rests on your shoulder, hugs you tightly and sheds a few tears with you whispering words of comfort — those are the times eula fully cherishes her love for you.

did she nearly reveal her plans by accident?

she’s a bit of a tricky one to decipher as on one hand i’d feel like she’d become so much more hyper-aware of people and of her surroundings and she’d absolutely refuse to talk about her plans to anyone except maybe amber while on the other hand, i feel like she’d have the attitude of “if you find out, you find out and that’s that.” eula does try her best to hide her intentions and though her attempts at stopping your suspicions are futile it’s cute to see her focus on something so intently.

꒰ EULA’S PROPOSAL ꒱

blanketed by a starlit sky at brightcrown canyon’s coast, cider lake glistening brightly and mirroring yours and eula’s forms as she swayed you to the melody of your hearts - a soothing lullaby as she called it - everything was all so mesmerising.

“i didn’t know the the leader of the reconnaissance company could be so romantic.” you giggled, she shook her head proceeding to give you a harmless glare that made you laugh once again. eula dipped you down with the grace of a true efficient professional , staring into your eyes with a sort of mischievous expression.

“i’m starting to think you say these things on purpose, my dear.” she gave you a light peck on the corner of your mouth, actively avoiding your lips to tease you. “eulaaaa..” you whine pulling yourself up closer to her. she only chuckles at your complaints and pulls you back up.

“come on my love, we can’t have the dinner getting cold can we?” taking you by the hand with a complaisant and gentle smile, eula leads you to a lavish and fragrant dinner in front of cider lake. like the classic gentlewoman she is she pulls out the chair to help you get seated. despite literal years of being together, her romantic etiquette has never failed to swoon you.

“it’s rare to see you with so much ebullience, love mind telling me what’s gotten you in such a good mood?” she simply hums in response and sits down opposite you. unbeknownst to you, eula’s mind was in total frenzy and while not being a woman of many words her face currently held more emotions than a sentence could handle.

eula cleared her throat, “[name],” her gaze flickered between you and the floor before finally settling on you, “i know it must get extremely draining having to constantly deal with me, but i am thankful each day that you’ve stuck with me and loved me.” you could see a prominent blush form on the tips of her ears. “my dearest, i can’t imagine what i would be like without you, i want to be there for you when no one else can, therefore,” she finally places her hand on the table revealing a silver ring with a jewel that matched the colour of your eyes, “will you marry me?”

K. KAZUHA — 枫原万叶

when did he realise he wants to marry you?

kazuha is innately a romantic, ask him this question and he’ll laugh it off and tell you that every passing second of his was spent thinking about being with you — and while that isn’t inaccurate, he definitely recalls this one memory where he felt his entire world slow down to appreciate you. of course, he’d never tell you it though!

did he nearly reveal his plans by accident?

once or twice he may have accidentally sent you the wrong letter where he specifically mentions his plans of proposing to you (all of which were meant to be sent to his mama beidou btw) but best believe he retrieved those letters as quick as he sent them. this is such a significant part in both of your lives were the ink in your chapters begin to spill into one another, where the string of fate tightens to emphasise your bond and, more simply, were your souls become one - he needs this to be absolutely perfect.

꒰ KAZUHA’S PROPOSAL ꒱

kazuha is a man of classical romance, i mean not only does he write endless haikus for you, send you letters while he’s out on a voyage (when it’s only been like a couple hours), he is also covered in maple leaves which themselves are woven in love — therefore it wasn’t much of a surprise when he asked you out on the third date of that week.

what was a surprise on the other hand, was the place he took you. it was the same place you two had first met, a lovely area that was abundant in peaceful joy and tranquility: amakane island. the night submerged the beautiful city of inazuma in a comforting silence with only the hums of the wind echoing in your ear. kazuha led you hand-in-hand to a small picnic he had prepared earlier that day.

from where you were sat you could clearly see the gorgeous stars scattering the glowing sky like lanterns. even when presented with such a view, kazuha’s eyes were still gently fixated on you. “you are absolutely breathtaking.” your cheeks heated up in embarrassment, how could he say such things so nonchalantly AND to your face at the same time? kazuha gives you a closed eyed smile and rested his head on his palm.

“you make me complete.” he looks at you with one eye open. in an attempt to recover from your flustered state you sigh and decide to sit back and enjoy kazuha’s delicate teasing and compliments. he begins fiddling with your hair, “without you i am not whole.” you closed your eyes as his calming voice lulled you.

“dove, please marry me.”

you’ve never sat up so fast before.

YOIMIYA — 宵宫

when did she realise she wants to marry you?

much like venti it’s practically impossible to narrow down one memory with you. some reoccurring moments have always made her ponder her future with you therefore, it’s not really a realisation more so a confirmation the person she wishes to spend her days with till old has to be you. memories she recalls that definitely emphasised her love for you all include you smiling. the knowledge she makes you just as happy as you make her is enough of a reason to put a ring on your finger. :)

did she nearly reveal her plans by accident?

listen she really tried her best to be more organised and seemingly unbothered by her internal disorder, she wanted to keep her plans a complete secret from you to serve as a cute surprise however… she was almost completely sure you heard like the majority of her plans with how much she had to yell instructions and ideas to her dad. none of that dimmed her enthusiasm though! no matter if you found out about her plans, she knew the actual proposal would still leave an impact in your heart.

꒰ YOIMIYA’S PROPOSAL ꒱

“yoiyoi…pleaseee we’ve been walking for ages! can’t we go sit down or something.” yoimiya continues dragging you past the bustling city of inazuma. you really don’t understand why she was so insistent on seeing the fireworks with so many people around, but you’re weak to her puppy eyes so you couldn’t refuse.

while the city itself was crowded with joyous laughter and sweet kids running around and causing headaches for their parents - the bridge was rather empty and calm. at last you both came to a stop. you hear yoimiya giggle ahead of you, swiftly twirling around to once again drag you to the bridges barrier. “this is the best place to watch the fireworks!” well you dare not doubt her claim.

yoimiya’s cheeriness was so infectious you didn’t even notice the corners of your mouth rising as you watched your lover gaze up at the stars of teyvat with such excitement. “yoi-“ she cut you off with a surprising kiss.

“look up, the show is starting soon!” her eyes shined brighter with every word, you couldn’t help but laugh at her silliness. in a mere number of seconds the sounds of fireworks could be heard from all over inazuma, the splashes of vibrant colour painting the sky in a loud yet melodic harmony. while the show seemed normal, your eyes caught sight of some bright kanji exploding into the sky rhythmically: 異体同心 [“two bodies, same heart.”]

albeit a bit vague, your heart was pounding into your chest and echoing in your ears as something in you begged you to turn around. as you did, all your emotions freed themselves. yoimiya was down on one knee, ring in one hand with the brightest grin adorning her face. “[name], will you marry me?”

KAEYA — 凯亚

when did he realise he wants to marry you?

when you truly felt like family to him. kaeya has been through a shit ton of travesties, things that still to this day keep him lying awake in cold sweat as his headache gets more intense. multiple people have left him, whether they perished in the cold hands of death or abandoned him callously he’s seen how cruel the game of life can be. he has clung to fate and blamed it when things refused to go his way — however, oddly enough he now praises fate for giving him a chance to meet you. waking up in the morning with you evokes such a gentle feeling of completion.

did he nearly reveal his plans by accident?

absolutely not! he’s so good at keeping his mouth shut and purposefully misdirecting people, and even you on the occasion, it’s to no surprise no words of his proposal comes out. that, and, he personally didn’t put that much thought into the whole ordeal. it’s not because he doesn’t appreciate you, it’s because he wants his words to just naturally flow out, he sees more sentimental value in things that are said in the moment (probably why he drinks so often even while being with you lol).

꒰ KAEYA’S PROPOSAL ꒱

“klee! please stop running around you’ll hurt yourself!” you catch her in your arms as the crayons in her hands proceed to fall onto the hardwood floor. she simply giggled and jumped up to hug you, you couldn’t help but sigh with a smile on your face as staying mad at her sweet face was pretty much impossible.

klee plopped herself down next to the messy piles of paper and the scattered crayons, picking up some specific colours to use for later. kaeya sat on the couch, resting his head on his palm, quietly enjoying the whole fiasco. he chuckles, “told you she’s a very energetic child.” ‘energetic’ might be a tad bit of an understatement. you join kaeya on the couch, nuzzling yourself into his side comfortably.

despite the massive headache you were forming from all the running around, the atmosphere stayed rather relaxed - getting to spend time with your boyfriend as well as klee made it feel like you were a lil’ family. with the warmth from kaeya lulling you with the addition of your prior fatigue, you were feeling rather drowsy but before your head could fall onto kaeya’s shoulder klee started tugging on both yours and his clothes. “come with me pretty please! i need a uhm reference! (∩_∩)” now, who could refuse that even while in a state of sleepiness ?

you all sat around a table, kaeya directly opposite you and klee sitting in the middle with her paper that she was suspiciously hiding from you. every few seconds she switched her gaze to look at you and then kaeya while scribbling in some details. she smacked her hands onto the table excitedly, “done!! mr kaeya can i show [name] now?” she gleams up at him. he gives her a gentle nod with his eye(s?) closed.

“look [name]!” she shoves her cute drawing your way expectantly, you could practically see a sunshine and rainbow form behind her as her childish wonder blinded you (in a good way of course).

transcript: mr kaeya wants to ask you a question

the drawing itself was absolutely adorable: you and kaeya holding hands and klee looking endearingly menacing in the background was a perfect depiction of your relationship. what caught your attention was the text written above the rest of the drawing, at first it was hard to figure out (bless klee’s heart), but soon enough you managed to read it and with a grin you turned to kaeya, “what’s the question you have for me, mr kaeya?”

leaning over to you quietly, he says in his usual calm and frosty tone, “will you marry me ?”

K. AYATO — 神里绫人

when did he realise he wants to marry you?

immediately when he started absentmindedly acknowledging you as part of his family — whether that’s including you in familial outings with ayaka, or sharing embarrassing stories from childhood. he already treats you like you have the kamisato name, so why not make it official?

did he nearly reveal his plans by accident?

with how goddamn dramatic he is you’d think so however, with the aid of the entire yashiro commission (it was mostly just thoma, bless him..) he was able to keep any words of his proposal plans from spreading. he may be quiet about it while he’s planning, however when it’s all set in motion and he’s gotten your response you best believe every single person in teyvat is at least vaguely aware of your engagement.

꒰ AYATO’S PROPOSAL ꒱

ayato has been very secretive over the past few weeks, you were used to this behaviour with him working in the yashiro commission and with the shuumatsuban , but it’s like its been completely amplified. you weren’t even able to process any of these changes either since every time your suspicion grew, ayato would whisk you away for a date.

speaking of whisking you away, ayato had “randomly” decided to take you on a vacation to fontaine. to say the least, you were absolutely ecstatic!! the beautiful nation of fontaine, filled with endless waters and buoyant sea creatures seemed like a perfect contrast to the perpetually thundering inazuma and was exactly what you needed as a break.

while the journey itself was rather chaotic, arriving at your destination and taking a deep breath in of the morning air was gratifying. “ready for today, my love?” ayato gently took you by the hand, guiding you off the ship, with that phrase alone you knew you were in for a long yet fulfilling week.

and that you were — ayato planned out an entire few days worth of activities just for the two of you. most of them consisted of intimate time together which you did not mind the slightest. every day felt like a mere second, each touch and kiss felt like a fleeting moment that would disappear and before you knew it, the end of the week dawned upon you.

despite that, this absolutely wasn’t the end of the festivities as ayato had something very special planned for this particular night. after a time at the spa and some minor shopping trips, ayato had asked you to wear something formal - you obliged, albeit with a raised brow, nothing good usually comes with ayato telling you to ‘dress up’ (last time he forced you to come to a several hour private discussion within the yashiro commission..)

as soon as you finish getting ready, ayato gracefully placed a piece of silk on your eyes, “ayato what in the name of teyvat are you planning?” he simply chuckled in response and gave you a light peck on the corner of your mouth. “don’t worry, dear you’ll be fine just follow my lead.” with a nod of your head ayato proceeded to help you walk.

“honey, are we there yettt?” you groaned. the silk finally lifted and as your eyes adjusted to the sudden lights you were in utter awe, turning around to hug him in thanks, ayato finally broke his silence, “this isn’t even the best part my love.” you cock your head to the side in confusion, how is a private and secluded dinner in front of the starry sky NOT the best part?

“you already know how much i cherish you, how i would take down the sky for you, i’d gift you the stars if you asked. with this hand i vow to protect you until my dying breath, with this hand,” ayato pulls out a box from his sleeve getting the hint at what he’s about to say, salty tears begin piling up in the corner of your eyes, “i ask you to be mine, the light in my life, will you marry me?”

ZHONGLI — 钟离

when did he realise he wants to marry you?

it was quite a long process, he wanted to make sure he was worthy of you — a god accompanying a mortal throughout their entire lifespan is not only an extremely honourable thing, but it’s also a tragic circumstance. but alas when the world paused for a moment to allow him to think about both of your futures, he desperately yearned that he was still in yours. he doesn’t want to waste your time and energy, after all you only have so many years to spend with him, this is one way he could show you that he truly cares for you and loves you.

did he nearly reveal his plans by accident?

he’s old as shit and talks way too much so yeah. he didn’t necessarily try to even hide it from you, he just refrained from talking about it but occasionally it slipped past and well, he acted very nonchalant, not really seeing a massive deal in it, while you, on the other hand, were having a flustered breakdown. he does hope you forget about it so he gets to see the genuine excitement in your eyes when the time comes.

꒰ ZHONGLI’S PROPOSAL ꒱

the peak of guyun stone forest. the perfect place to reminisce on the old memories and rejoice the new ones you’ve made — which was exactly what zhongli took you here to do oddly enough. you were quite prone to his sudden outings, he’d always ask you if you’d like to join him and well you can never resist this man.

even with the chilly breeze of the mountains, with zhongli by your side you managed to find comfort in the winds flurry. “if i did anything in my life right, it was when i gave my heart to you.” god this man really choses the most random times to make your heart skip a beat. you gleam up at him with a jovial smile, leaning your head on his body to relax, he placed his hand on your waist to pull you closer.

“i love you, my dearest. the privilege of seeing you at your best and your worst, and the privilege of guiding you through those times when fate is rather cruel is something i withhold deep in my heart. the world in which we are born into intoxicates us with its glacial and vicious atmosphere, forcing us to claw at fate to beg for mercy. yet, the chest of a beloved so easily entraps you in comfort and a gentle feeling of softness in one’s heart. i wish nothing more than to be the person in your future that holds you close and shields you from the worlds most unsightly of occurrences.” at this point you were already in absolute tears, the fact he could go on such long tangents to explain his adoration for you was enough to sweep you off your feet.

“i want to be all your firsts and all your lasts, your everything until the end of time. will you—” you very abruptly say yes probably a million times over yet the archon continues, “—marry me? i promise you my beloved, no matter what things you face i will be there to aid you, i can’t promise to solve all your problems but i can certainly promise a future where you won’t ever have to go through anything on yo-“ you kissed him, putting a sweet and quick end to his long rant. was he going deaf due to old age? perhaps.

“zhongli, my beloved and my most dearest, i’ve already said yes!!”

SCARAMOUCHE — 斯卡拉姆齐

when did he realise he want to marry you?

you made him feel human, like he belonged. he felt a nonexistent heart beat a melodic tune, one that copied yours, perhaps because he knew no other rhythm or because his love for you surpassed his forged marionette. even on his road to godhood you were there, during his tragic downfall you were there; catching him in your arms, ignoring the incessant worried yells of the traveler. with months of constant nurturing and desperate tears that fled from your hopeful eyes, he was sure you’ve grown tired of him, you’d abandon him just like those before you. yet you didn’t, of course you didn’t. maybe that’s when he realised that in order to rid himself of an everlasting, dreadful reminiscence of the past, he’d have to replace those taunts with a tangible memory of your love.

did he nearly reveal his plans by accident?

he is able to keep anything from you — i mean you didn’t even find out you were ‘dating’ until one day he referred to you as his s/o and from that day forward it became your duty to positively annoy him with affection! the only person he probably turned to for help was his auntie nahida, but she wasn’t too much of help emotionally.. her words and plan definitely reassured one thing - a proposal should be surprising and heartfelt.

꒰ SCARA’S PROPOSAL ꒱

a glistening divine light beamed from the statue of the seven, illuminating scara’s anxious and pensive expression. “feeling alright, honey?” you touch his cheek, his eyes darting to yours in an instant. scara let out a discomforted sigh, “yes, i’m fine, let’s go.” he abruptly intertwines your hands together and leads you towards the verdant flowery path of vanarana.

while you were rather suspicious on the lack of aranara idling about, you were much more concentrated on enjoying this once in a lifetime moment — scaramouche taking the initiative and preparing a date. well, that IS what he called it, but you weren’t sure whether he was planning to bury you with the padisarahs or coddle you, because the distance you were walking was oddly alarming. ‘surely we must’ve passed many great spots by now..’ , yet kept your tight hold on his hand - having trust in him.

making a subconscious effort to avoid the pond of mossy water, you squeeze yourself closer to scara, he can only smile to himself. your eyes trailed along the bright flowers that sprouted from each patch of grass , keeping a mental note on every sumeru speciality in sight (listen that shits HARD to farm ..). scaramouche’s eyes dart around so fiercely you were almost convinced he’d pass out from dizziness. you were so entranced by scara’s beauty as well as conspicuously bizarre behaviour, you didn’t even realise he had come to an abrupt stop (impromptus you bumping into him ..). you let out a contented sigh, “are we th-“ — “no. not yet.” he interrupts as he nods at something afar.

after some final groans from you and begrudging steps, you had (hopefully) came to the place you were meant to — which ironically was the same place you started at. “scaramouche don’t tell me we did an entire circle around vanarana for no reason.” he shakes his head and rolls his eyes, “of course it’s not for no reason, you idiot” he murmurs.

he shifts to face you, “close your eyes.” it was best not to argue with him with questions of ‘why’. he took hold of your hand once more to guide you, albeit roughly, down to the middle of the vanarana pond. compared to the prior echoing silence, there was a lot of shuffling and some hushed giggles that were increasing in volume with every step. the water seeped into your garments but currently that was the least of your many worries…

“y-you can open your eyes now.” scara stammered, his head filling with excruciating heat - and you did so. your eyes widened in bewilderment.

“aiya, what’s goi-“

“marry me.” scara cuts in.

“SORRY-?” i mean you were going to guess that’s what was going on, considering the many aranaras gleefully surrounding you with flowers and or flower crowns in their tiny hands - as well as the not so hidden lesser lord kusanali with a ebullient smile spreading on her face - BUT YOU DIDN’T EXPECT IT SO SUDDENLY?

your silence was feeding scara’s fears, and so he does what he always does: gets grumpy. “are you going to keep staring at me while flies go in your mouth or are you going to answer me.” cue you pouncing on him with the most joyous laughter and tears, the melody of your happiness made him subtly smile.

“i love you so much.” you tightly hug his frail form, his head drops down to your shoulder so his answer muffles, “i…love you too.”

past his unsavoury words was a heart that beat for you, and only you.

©STARYUEE do not copy, steal or repost <3

#genshin x reader #genshin x gnreader #genshin x gn!reader #genshin #genshin x you #genshin fluff #tartaglia x reader #childe x reader #venti x reader #eula x reader #kazuha x reader #yoimiya x reader #kaeya x reader #ayato x reader #zhongli x reader #scaramouche x reader #scara x reader #wanderer x reader

[coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe]

Superheroes with Secrets: Holiday Hot Chocolate (Fic Part 170. Set in 2001)

Around 2000 Words. 18+ in places. Please inform me if you wish to be tagged/untagged from posts.

Tags: @tantamount-treason @piratewithvigor @thedollmaker16

Reference Posts: ‘Giantess’/'Blacklight Bandit’ Kirby Roussimoff x Shane ’Hurricane’ Helms (Circa 2001)

When the snowball fight ends, Delilah and Lita go to check on Matt and Jeff while Kirby walks up to Helms, "you sure showed him, mon amour… would you like some hot chocolate?"

"Yes please."

"Shannon, if you get up now I'll make you hot chocolate." She murmurs, nudging his leg with her boot.

"Just put it in a bag and IV me." He groans, facedown in the snow.

"I don't have any IV bags or needles in the house, mon petit jouet, I can't do as you request."

"Then just dump it on me. Or drag me inside and give me a funnel."

"Shane, you can pick him up, right?"

"Yup. Here we go, pathetic little loser." He coos teasingly as he picks Shannon up over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

Kirby leads the boys back inside and into the kitchen, making them both hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows, "I do hope you two enjoyed that, because you look all cute and pink from the cold." She murmurs as she places their drinks in front of them.

"Loved it." Helms smiles, setting Shannon down in the chair beside him.

"Pink suits you, mon mari."

"You think? Maybe I'm a long-lost Hart sibling."

"Given how many Hart siblings there are, I would not be surprised."

"It'd make sense…" he murmurs contemplatively.

"That would be a mega… thing? In wrestling, a combination of Hart and Roussimoff, wouldn't it?"

"The two royalties."

"French and Canadian, oh wait, that's already a thing." Kirby whispers to herself.

"Oui oui." He laughs.

Kirby instantly gives Helms the look of 'don't'.

"Sorry. I'll keep my French to sexy times and not jokes."

"Thank you, mon mari, I don't need the reminder that I am dumb."

"Dumb? Honey, you're not dumb."

"I love you." Kirby murmurs as she snuggles up to Helms from behind, kissing his neck softly.

"I love you too. So damn much."

"Sexy husband, baby daddy."

"Sexier mama."

"Can you two stop being adorable for two minutes?" Shannon groans.

"Sorry, no can do."

"I do apologise, Shannon." Kirby murmurs, blushing bright red.

"I don't. I'll never apologize for loving you as loudly as possible."

"I'm gonna sleep in your bed." Shannon murmurs.

"You can try… it's not exactly, what's the word for it, Shane?"

"Disassembled."

"What did you do?"

"Uhm, sex? Sex and the bed was old."

"The bed was next door to ancient."

"That feels like you're calling me old." Kirby sulks.

"A bed is ready for retirement past ten years. So they age eight times as fast as us, give or take, which means it was about one-hundred-and-twenty in bed years, if my dates are right."

"Still makes me feel old."

"You're not old."

"I'm older than you, I'm in my thirties… I'm old."

"You've got what, three years on me? That's nothing."

"Four years and like five or six months."

"Still nothing."

"Gosh, imagine if we met four years ago."

"It would be crazy."

"I would have been pregnant and married before I turned thirty." Kirby murmurs, lost in thought.

"I would have been a dad before twenty-five."

"Me and you, mon mari, no matter what happens, I love you… and I'm gonna go sleep in the blanket fort."

"I love you too. I'll be there soon."

Kirby kisses his forehead before she walks back to the blanket fort. He watches her leave, deep love in his eyes.

"Dude, you are so much in love with her." Shannon teases.

"Is it that obvious?" He murmurs.

"It's like she's the sun and you're trying to make yourself blind."

"Kinda feels that way."

"You wanna stare at her all the time, does she know how deeply you love her?"

"I hope so. I never try to hide it."

"If you love her so much what are you doing just standing here?"

"Giving her a bit of a social breather."

"Why, she seemed fine to me."

"Being around a lot of people for a while can get overwhelming, so I'm just giving her a few minutes."

"Oh, so like her dad, she's a little more reclusive?"

"A little. But sometimes she's just shy."

"Do you reckon she was a shy kid, like she would hide behind André or somethin'."

"Almost definitely."

"Tiny baby Kirby, hiding behind her… what's the thing she calls André?"

"Papa."

"Aww, baby Kirby hiding behind her big strong Papa… you would have had no chance to even say hi if he was the overprotective sort."

"Yeah, I would have been held back with a ten-foot pole."

"Could you imagine if she ended up with Shane McMahon instead, having his kids inside her womb and not yours?" Shannon teases.

Helms shivers slightly, "Ick. I can't imagine that. Can't imagine anyone having her like that…"

"Does it make you uncomfortable, thinking of your pretty wife with another man? If I make you think about her with Kane, or maybe Undertaker, do you get uneasy?"

"Uneasy, sorta. Nervous, far more so…" He sighs.

"What about if she ended up with Flair, just another pretty, young lady on the arm of the Nature boy, or perhaps with Scott Hall, the immigrant princess and the bad boy who would fake being Cuban just to be popular?"

"In all fairness to Scott, he's doing a bit and isn't the only one to fake an accent. I mean, half the Russians in the company are from Ohio or Montreal, but that isn't the point. I'm terrified someday that she'll have the same line of thought you're having. She'll start thinking of a long line of better men."

"I ain't thinking of better men, I'm trying to make you jealous so I can see what happens… ooh, what if she had ended up with Matt or Jeff?"

"Jealousy comes a long way after self-doubt. And I've got that in spades tonight."

"Why?" Shannon asks gently.

"I feel like I'm fucking up as a dad and husband."

"And why's that?"

"She's hurting all the time. Lilith only hurts her worse. She's self-conscious, and no matter what I do, it doesn't feel like it's doing any good. I'm working my ass off in the gym downstairs while she sleeps to stay able to carry her. And then when I do get into bed, I stay up for hours worrying about what everything is gonna be like when the baby gets here. And what if she's got acromegaly too? She's gonna be hurting as much as her mom and I won't be able to do a damn thing to stop it. On top of all that, I keep worrying that the hormones will get her angry enough at me that she'll start dreaming of herself sleeping beside a different guy. Hell, patches of my beard are already going gray over it."

"Shane, calm down, getting in your own head like this is only going to make you stress more, and Kirby's super aware of how much you stress about everything. Lilith is going to be fine as is Kirby. You need to stop stressing about every little detail and take things day by day right now, alright?"

"I'm trying to, man. But it's my job to take care of them. More than once this pregnancy, she's tried to leave to go… hurt herself in some way…"

"Shane, listen to me, the only person who is hurting themselves constantly right now is you, the more you stress, you put on your heart, the more you do that, the less likely you are to be around to see Lilith get married, or have kids herself, or graduate from high school, or college or university… I don't want to be the person who has to tell you this, but this is Kirby's first pregnancy, she's hyper aware of everything going on with her body, every little movement Lilith is doing inside her womb, Kirby is thanking the universe for letting her get pregnant in the first place… this pregnancy isn't normal, because news flash, Buddy Boy, your wife is a giantess, she ain't normal, the baby is a miracle and you are stressing yourself to the point of a potential heart attack in your thirties over a miracle child. Kirby is scared, that's why she freaks out so much over everything, she hides it as much as possible, but deep down, she's terrified of losing both you and her baby, the more afraid she is, the harder the toll is on her body, and that little miracle may be premature, she may not even get here if you two keep hiding how you feel from each other because you're scared of what her reaction will be, and she's terrified of making you stress more."

"So what you're saying is I should shut up, stop stressing, enjoy life and just help my wife stay comfortable and calm?"

"Yes, stop stressing over everything, Kirby's been self sufficient since she was young, like you, she knows how to care for herself. You need to tell her that you are as afraid as she is but it's going to be okay, and for the love of God, Shane, just take it slow for a week and have fun. It's Christmas, after this you have New Years, then it's Kirby's birthday. Three major celebrations that you should enjoy, okay. Would you like a hug, friend to friend?" Shannon offers gently.

"Brother to brother?" He requests softly.

"Bring it in, big brother." Shannon murmurs as he pulls Helms into a tight hug.

Helms squeezes him hard, burying his face into Shannon's shoulder to quell the stress that's been plaguing him for weeks.

"It's okay, Shane, men are allowed to cry, ya know."

"Can't. Not here…" he mumbles.

"Why not here, this is your home, you should be able to cry at home."

"Not in the kitchen. Not with others around."

"You want to go snuggle with Kirby and let your emotions out around her, so she can soothe you?" Shannon asks quietly.

"Hate crying around her too… I don't want her to feel like she has to take care of me…"

"Shane, you gotta let your emotions out eventually, it's not good keeping everything bottled up, trust me, mon ange, I know what it's like." Kirby whispers from the doorway, not wanting to approach just yet.

He turns to look at her, smiling weakly, "Hey sweetheart."

"Bonjour, mon mari, allons nous détendre, allons-nous?" She asks gently, pulling Helms into a gentle hug and stroking his hair.

"That sounds nice. Night, Shannon."

"Night, brother, take it easy on him, Kirby."

"Good night, Shannon, I'm gonna go snuggle with Shane, wake me if there's an emergency. Shane needs to stop stressing, so don't wake him."

It isn't until they make it back to the fort that Helms speaks up, "How much did you hear?" He murmurs.

"Not a lot, I heard Shannon yell 'News Flash' and got worried that he was yelling at you, it wasn't until the murmurs fell almost silent that I actually attempted to listen in… I basically just heard the end of the conversation before stepping in."

"I'm not in trouble with him. Just been a dumbass for a while."

"I noticed the patches in your beard, mon mari, you don't need to stress so much, you stressing out makes me more afraid that I'm going to lose you, and then I get all spooked and then Lilith kicks me because she can tell something is wrong and then I'm scared that I'll lose her because my body is constantly in flight or fight mode."

"I just… I wanna be good. I wanna be a good husband for you, a good father for her, a good wrestler to support you both and a good man to find the balance between all of it. But I'm not good all the time. Sometimes not at all. Then it eats at me and I'll lose sleep." He sighs, resting his forehead against her collarbone.

"You don't need to be perfect, you need to be able to enjoy the moment, you need to rest and you should be able to laugh once in a while and smile, and you need to be alive when Lilith is born. You need to enjoy the time you get with our daughter, and you should be here when she grows up, do what my father never got the chance to and walk your baby girl down the aisle when, or if, Lilith gets married."

#superheroes with secrets #shane hurricane helms #kirby roussimoff #blacklight bandit #orange and green - the perfect team #shannon brian moore #sws #kirby andrea roussimoff #delilah keshet rosenbaum #gregory shane helms #jeffrey nero hardy #matthew moore hardy #lita hardy

[cupcakesmoothie]

Talking to the husbandos in the teapot, smiling and squealing.

#Nothing to see here just fangirling #CHILDE #ZHONGLI #XIAO #PLS XIAO WHAT #This place is too comfortable I'll protect it for you #YESSSS CHILDE INVITED ME TO HIS PLACE #Yes I would love to have a snowball fight with your siblings #Yes I would love to be on your team #Please don't murder me I've never seen snow before and my hand-eye co-ordination is not good I'm not going to be a good teammate #genshin impact #sweetmountainseeds #genshin serenitea pot

[lorkai]

For your xmas prompts if your still open could i get 9 or 1 with Lucifer please 💙

Prompt: Handing their S/O a positive pregnancy test with a sprig of holly and a note reading ‘Merry Christmas’.

For some people Christmas was a special date when families and friends could celebrate together, decorate the tree and exchange gifts. For other people, Christmas is just a business date to get more money. You particularly like to celebrate because it's always nice to have the people you care about, drinking hot chocolate, eating gingerbread cookies and watching bad movies and clichés. Besides being able to create a snowman and have a snowball fight.

But this Christmas would be far more extraordinary for you than any other; you were pregnant.

The pregnancy test on your shaking hands was showing a positive result, you could hardly believe this was actually happening. Pregnant. A thousand thoughts ran through your terrified mind, doubts about how to raise a child, especially one who was half demon and would certainly have an extremely strong magic because of your bloodline, but what terrified you was the thought that Lucifer would not receive this news as well as you expected. He liked order and organization, everything a child couldn't give.

Maybe it was the hormones at work or the news that still seemed too hard to process, but you were scared. You had already been hiding in the bathroom for long minutes, trying to convince yourself that Lucifer would love the news and that yes you would raise this child very well, with love and affection. And the coolest uncles around.

"MC, are you okay in there?" The demon's voice brought you back to reality, a reality that still nothing bad had happened. He knocked on the door again as if waiting for confirmation and in your desperation you yelled that it was all right, trying to disguise your choked voice. But he with his way of always knowing things knocked on the door again, sounding firmer. “You're crying, tell me what happened MC. Please, my love."

You covered your ears, hoping the whirlwind of feelings inside you had stopped. You wiped your eyes and took a deep breath, looking at your face in the mirror and feeling conflicted about whether to tell that news or not. It would, however, be a matter of time before your belly started to grow bigger and bigger and he found out you were pregnant. Between more impatient knocks from Lucifer and the urgent voice on the other end calling your name, you took the pregnancy test and wrapped it in a sprig of holly like a joke. As if this was a gift to him as it was to you, even though you were afraid to tell him.

The door swung open and you stared at him steadily, and he looked surprised by it. It was the same look you gave him after a fight or when you guys had a serious matter to discuss and he automatically adopted a negotiating stance, filled with doubt at your sudden behavior. You, still shivering, handed him the positive pregnancy test and watched every expression pass over his face as he examined the test.

Surprise. Happiness. But also fear, apprehension and sadness.

However, his eyes met yours the next second and he let out a strange sound. His red eyes filled with tears the more he looked at the test, his mouth opening and closing, totally surprised by it. But when he recovered Lucifer pulled you into a tight hug, letting you hear his excited heart beating in his chest and his hands roam up and down your back.

"This is the best gift I could ask for, my love." Lucifer admitted softly. And as if to prove his words were true he knelt down and hugged your belly with great care. That gesture wiped out all the worries created in your mind and you felt like you were smiling, feeling silly for thinking he was going to freak out. Lucifer laced your hand with his firm one. "Thanks."

Before you could ask him what he was grateful for, he was quick to proceed in a light, happy voice. “Thank you for taking care of my troubled siblings, for making my day happier and trying to understand me, thank you for dating me, thank you for loving me, but most of all thank you for giving me the best gift in the world.”

At this point the two of you were crying in the middle of the hallway and hugging each other like your life depended on it. If any of his brothers saw that scene, judging by the steps that suddenly stopped, none of them said anything and respected the strange moment you were having. And after that you and Lucifer took refuge in the music room to hear the Morning Star proudly play the most beautiful music on his piano, the heat of the flames completely enveloping your bodies as you felt that a new adventure was about to begin. An adventure that would be fun to spend with Lucifer and your dear demons. You could already imagine the child starting to walk, to talk, gosh, you were already imagining what the first words she or he would say would be.

Holding Lucifer's hand as he finished playing, you knew you both felt the same way about this child. And this was actually the best Christmas present you and he could ever get.

#obey me one master to rule them all #obey me shall we date #obey me swd #swd obey me #obey me lucifer #lucifer avatar of pride #obey me fluffy #obey me fluff #obey me sfw #obey me x mc #obey me lucifer x mc #luciifer x mc #lucifer x reader #tw pregnancy #fem reader #ig #lucifer x female reader #lucifer x female mc #fem mc #luci-slut #afab mc #afab reader #lorkai drabble

[bunny-rambles]

Christmas with your Genshin Boyfriend headcannons because I hate the full fics I wrote for them

Cw/tw: idk, cursing, rambles that might not make sense, this was just to get something out tbh, enjoy!

Albedo

Isn’t really that big of a fan of the holiday, but he puts on a brave face for Klee and pretends to enjoy it

Spends Christmas with you, Klee and Alice ! Isn’t a big fan of social interaction so he keeps to himself with you three, where he feels most comfortable.

Definitely makes Christmas cookies and manages to turn them into a masterpiece of culinary arts. Bonus - Solar isotoma and Dodoco cookies that taste like heaven and look just as good !!

I touched on this briefly in another post, but he’d make the snow creations you make together come to life, revelling in the joyful grin on your face

Definitely prefers giving gifts than receiving them, and most likely makes them himself instead of buying something, as he finds it gives his gift a much more personal touch.

I’d like to think Klee, you and Alice take the backseat or help out while Albedo is in the kitchen. Much like with his experiments, he doesn’t like it when he’s distracted or others interfere, so he tries his best to let you know that you are not welcome in the kitchen while his cooking. But due to his polite nature, he won’t outright tell you. You can just tell from his body language and facial expressions that he doesn’t exactly want you around at the moment.

It was 100% worth it though, the meal you had was delicious !!

Overall, he’s not very festive, but he uses this as time to spend with his loved ones and family, as he doesn’t usually have the time, so Christmas with him is pleasant and comfortable. Homey, would be the way I would describe it

Childe, Xiao, Diluc, Kaeya, Scara under the cut !!

Childe

Biggest damn kid when it comes to the holidays

Takes you to his homeland to spend it with his family ! His kin is huge, so be prepared for that.

Snowball fights are an absolute must. Don’t think they’re childish either, the harbinger sees this as a challenge just like any other. In other words, prepare for a fight to the death.

Loves both giving and receiving gifts, I think he’d really like receiving smaller things that are more personal, like sea shells from the beach you went to on your first date? Nothing too expensive, but he LOVES giving expensive gifts. Toys, jewellery, clothing, you name it, he’ll buy it no matter what the cost. (He just likes to flex,,,)

Cuddles by the fire, the two of you bundled up under a thick blanket with hot chocolates. Yes. Childe is all over you, by the way. Don’t think he’s not clingy because he definitely is.

I’m sorry, but have you seen his speciality dish? This man can’t cook for shit. You’ll have to do that, or at least, help his parents with the cooking while he entertains his siblings

Would be that one drunk family member singing karaoke at 2 in the morning when everyone wants to go to bed

Still lets his younger siblings believe in Santa, he wants their childhood to be as innocent and fun as possible, and that extends to Christmas as well

Overall, festive, full and fun and family oriented !!

Xiao

Does not get it

“Why... Why do you suddenly have horns?” Please Xiao they’re fake antlers.

If he has to pick, he would probably prefer receiving gifts. Only because he has absolutely no idea on what mortals like. Not to mention, it makes him feel fuzzy inside when you give him something because you actually thought of him and thought he would like it. It just,,, makes him feel appreciated.

Spends time with Zhongli, Ganyu, Hu Tao and Qiqi, as he sees them the closest to family that he can get. (Especially Zhongli, 100% sees him as a father figure)

Adepti don’t need to eat, so he doesn’t care what you cook, he’ll try anything as long as it’s not overly spicy. He’s not picky.

Snow is a bittersweet thing to see for him. On one hand, he’s happy you’re happy when you see it, but on the other it reminds him of events from the past he wants to keep there... Best stay away from it to not bring up any unwanted memories.

One thing he actually would really enjoy is, surprisingly, mistletoe! He won’t admit it, but he finds the sentiment behind it actually rather heartfelt. And he also gets kisses from you so what’s to hate-

Overall, confused but he’s got the right spirit.

Diluc

I really think he’d be into walking with you around Mondstat, hand in hand and enjoying the festive atmosphere.

He actually likes Christmas, it reminds him of happier times with his father and Kaeya when they were younger.

He has no preference on giving of receiving gifts, as long as he gets to see you smile

You’d think he was pretty grumpy, but he’s actually just enjoying everything quietly. But inside the mansion, it feels like stepping onto a children’s storybook

Has a huge tree, intricately decorated with baubles, tinsel and fairylights. There’s already presents wrapped neatly underneath. You know those big reindeers you get in animal crossing? Yeah, imagine those outside of the entrance.

He hates alcohol, so he tries to make an alcohol free mulled wine on year. It tasted awful, and he’s not touched it since.

Not a bad cook! You two cook together in the kitchen instead of the maids and it’s a very pleasant experience. You’re in charge of chopping and peeling while he’s in charge of actually cooking things. It’s a nice, comforting dynamic

You eat together at that huge table, but it doesn’t feel empty with the two of you chatting and laughing over the huge meal you both prepared together.

Christmas with Diluc is just,,, so nice. It’s never overbearing, it’s joyful. Peaceful, overall. Yes.

Kaeya

I’ll be real, I don’t think he’s that big of a fan. It just brings up painful memories of when things were better between him and Diluc.

Probably leaves Mondstat for the holidays so he can enjoy himself with you

Prefers receiving gifts, he just likes it when he’s spoiled, what can he say? But of course seeing your face light up whenever he gives you something is also something he enjoys.

Abuses mistletoe. Sly bastard just wants a kiss. Makes you feel bad if he doesn’t by giving you puppy eyes and a pout. Sly bastard x2

He loves Mondstat wine, but he hates mulled wine. It just,,, doesn’t taste right to him.

He’s... Okay, when it comes to cooking. I love him, but he’s just really average in the kitchen. Actually borders on being a bad cook. You’ll probably have to intervene.

He likes the whole ‘snuggly’ aspect of Christmas, the coziness of it all. He likes being on the couch with you, curling up by the fire while the two of you bask in each other’s company.

Christmas with Kaeya is simple, but just enough. And if you don’t like simple? Kaeya will make things much more extravagant. But personally, with his lifestyle, I just think he wants to chill when it comes to the holidays.

Scaramouche

Hates it

HATES IT.

Will tell people to shut the fuck up if he hears them singing, and glares at people enjoying themselves

Real life Scrooge.

If you like Christmas, tough shit, he’s not doing anything festive

Doesn’t care much for receiving or giving gifts, he wouldn’t admit this but your company is enough for him, he doesn’t care about anything else.

You do manage to get him to splash out when it comes to food, but don’t expect him to cook. He’ll either hire someone to cook or just take you out to a restaurant.

That’s all you’re getting out of him, sorry

Notes: Okay thank you for reading my brain rots and I hope you have a nice Christmas! And if you don’t celebrate it, then I hope you have a happy new year and a nice day nonetheless!! And if you have more brainrot, i don’t mind you sharing. Likes n reblogs are appreciated 💞

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[potter-imagines]

Staying at the Burrow with your boyfriend Fred Weasley...

-       Fred loathed his time away from Hogwarts on any break that you weren’t with him

-       Since the Christmas of your fourth year, it has become a sort of tradition for you to going your boyfriend and his family for the holidays

-       And if you would even suggest a change in plans, Fred would beg you otherwise

-       “Y/n pleaseeee, angel? I already told my mum that you’re coming, and she already started knitting! You’ll break her heart!” “Okay fine, I’ll come but only for Molly.”

-       It means the absolute world to Fred that you love his family and that his family loves you

-       Ginny would await your arrival by the front door, practically buzzing with excitement

-       Every time you visit the Burrow, you make sure to bring gifts for his family

-       Your favorite person to give presents to is Arthur

-       You always bring him some new muggle object that never fail to fascinate him

-       “Oh, Molly! Y/n’s here- ooh I wonder what she’s brought for me this time! I hope it’s one of those clicky writers!” “You mean a pen, dear.” “Yes, yes, Molly, a pem!” “Arthur, no-“

-       Most breaks Harry would also tag along which meant more players for your quidditch games

-       Fred and George were usually team captain

-       Fred always picked you first for his team

-       Unless George got to pick first

-       He would pick you just in spite of Fred, which usually caused petty bickering between the twins

-       “Bloody hell, George! You pinky promised me you wouldn’t pick Y/n! You said I could have her-“ “Freddie, you spend almost 24 hours a day with her. She’s just on my team for one game!”

-       George would playfully torture you two during the whole break with comments here and there

-       “Hey dad, I saw Fred sneak Y/n into our room last night.” “George!” “…let’s just not tell your mother, understood?”

-       Doing the dishes with Fred and having a bubble fight

-       George wasn’t lying tho

-       Fred would sneak you into his room almost every night

-       Molly had caught you two a few times but she never brought it up

-       Fred was nearly 18 and Molly absolutely adored you

-       So she’d smile to herself and pretend she never saw a thing

-       Going on walks with Ron and Harry

-       A lot of cute little moments with Fred

-       Like him giving you his sweater when you get cold at night

-       He likes to draw pictures on your back when you’re cuddling as you try to guess what it is

-       “Uh… I’m not sure, is it a flower?” “No, angel. It was an owl! Okay now guess this one…”

-       George would constantly whisper shout at the two of you when he’s trying to sleep

-       “Can you lovesick puppies shut up! Some of us are single and would rather be miserable in peace. I can’t handle all the cute lovey whispers, it’s bloody sickening! I’m ready to share a bed with Percy- that’s how bad it is.”

-       This would cause Fred and yourself to erupt with laughter much to George’s displeasure

-       Sneaking around the house to have some *cough* private time

-       Making out in his backyard

-       Fred doesn’t like when you go for walks alone outside the house

-       Times are tense and you’re the last person, besides a family member, that he could afford to lose

-       He’ll always walk by your side and crack jokes just so he can hear you laugh

-       Whether he realizes it or not, whenever you two go walking together Fred will always hold your hand and swing it back and forth

-       He loves kissing your knuckles and the back of your hand

-       He’s honestly so sweet when he’s not putting 24 hour color changing hair dye in your shampoo

-       You’ve spent so many Christmas’ at the Weasley’s that Molly has a stocking for you and a gift ready every time

-       Fred purposely places mistletoes around the house for you two to ‘conveniently’ meet under

-       “Fred! You know I’m your girlfriend so you can kiss me whenever, right?” “But this is more romantic, darling! You’re the first girl I’ve ever kissed under a mistletoe- and the only, and last girl I want to kiss for my whole life. I’d like to continue that tradition.” “Well how can I say no to that?”

-       Fred will literally take any chance offered to kiss you

-       George loves to annoy the two of you by squeezing in the middle of your cuddles

-       “George! You git, get out of here!” “But I need some love too!” “Yeah, find it with a girl who isn’t my girlfriend!”

-       Fred will make you coffee or tea each morning, whichever you prefer

-       Making hot chocolate together for the whole family during winters at the Burrow

-       Marshmallow mustaches

-       You kiss the marshmallows off Fred’s mouth, running your tongue along his upper lips which causes a deep scarlet blush to slap his cheeks

-       “How do you like it when the tables are turned, Fred?” “I quite like it actually… that was hot.” “Fred!”

-       During winter, you guys will have snowball fights outside with all the Weasley siblings plus Harry, and Hermione

-       You and Fred have a competition on who can make the biggest snow man

-       Your relationship is built off humor, friendship, and love so there is not a day that passes by where tears aren’t pouring from your eyes out of laughter

-       Fred likes to wake you up by jumping on you and attacking your face with little pecks

-       “Wake up, angel! I’ve been waiting ten minutes for you to get up but I couldn’t wait any longer now c’mon!”

-       Fred loves to watch you get ready for the day

-       Oddly enough, his favorite part is your makeup routine (if you wear any)

-       It’s such a foreign world to him, he’s amazed by all the different products and how you can tell them all apart

-       “Freddie, baby, can you hand me my mascara?” “Uh... sure?”

-       Hands you your concealer

-       He just wants to help!

-       He teaches you how to ice skate out on the pond

-       Loves kissing your frozen red cheeks when you two come inside after being in the snow

-       Will boop your nose

-       You spend a lot of time with Ginny on breaks

-       She looks up to you greatly, so she gets so excited when you stay with the Weasley’s

-       “Y/n, Y/n, you’re here! Come, put your stuff in my room! We can have a sleepover-“ “Wow, Ginny, hadn’t realized Y/n was your girlfriend and not mine.” “Shut up, Fred.”

-       You help Fred and George play pranks on differently family members

-       Molly is typically the only one that is immune from these pranks

-       All three of you are far too terrified to make her angry

-       You will often rummage through Fred’s closet instead of opening your suitcase

-       And when he catches you in the act

-       Fred will chase you around the house

-       “That’s my jumper! Oh you’re in for it, Y/l/n!”

-       Some days at the Burrow, Fred and you barely get out of bed

-       Especially on rainy days

-       The sound of raindrops pounding against the roof of the house was comforting, the warm embrace of Fred had that effect on its own even without the rain

-       Maybe once a trip, you guys will take the car into town

-       It’s a bit of a drive so the Weasley’s don’t like to make more trips than necessary

-       Molly refuses to hand the keys to either of the twins and will only give them to you

-       She doesn’t trust the twins not the wreck the car

-       Every trip to the Burrow, you find yourself growing closer to your boyfriend

-       You spend every day together at school, but being outside of the castle is a little different

-       You have more freedom, more choices

-       It makes the both of you thrilled about graduating and moving in together

-       Fred can’t wait for the day he is able to spend every day with you by his side 

#Fred Wealsey #fred weasley imagine #fred weasley #fred weasley imagines #Fred Weasley x reader #fred weasley oneshot #george weasley #george weasley one shot #Fred and George Weasley #george weasley imagine #george weasley imagines #fred and george imagine #Fred and George #Fred and Goerge Weasley #hp #hp imagines #hp imagine #Harry Potter imagines #Harry Potter imagine #harry potter #harry potter oneshot #imagines #hermione granger imagine #Hermione Granger #Ginny Weasley #weasley twins #weasley #ron weasly imagine

[im-just-a-random-fandom-girl]

LOL. I did it. I wrote the fic

I’ve Got My Love to Keep Me Warm

Words: 650 (just a short little blurb!)

Warnings: None!

A/N: Title is the name of a lovely Billie Holiday song💕

It’s January 7th when it finally snows in Massachusetts.

“Seb, come on! Let’s have a snowball fight!” Chris whines from where he’s laying on the couch, head perched in Sebastian’s lap. 

Sebastian laughs, his nose scrunching in the way that makes Chris just want to grab him and smother him with kisses all over his face. Instead, he smiles, unable to hold his pout. Shutting his book, Sebastian runs his fingers through Chris’ soft brunette hair.

“I told you I’ve never been in a snowball fight before! I can’t imagine I’ll be all that fun to play with.”

“All the more reason we should have one!” Chris cries, shooting his arms out wide, “I still can’t believe you never had a snowball fight as a kid.”

“I tol-“

“I know, I know,” Chris cuts Seb off, “No siblings, and not a whole lot of friends - which is absurd, by the way, I wish I knew you as a kid! You were so cute!”

Sebastian giggles, soft grey-blue eyes twinkling, and this time Chris does sit up to pepper kisses to his face.

Chris pouts again, “Please, Sebby. The snow is perfect packing snow!”

“You’re such a child.”

“You love me, though.”

At that, Sebastian smiles softly and leans down to press a sweet kiss to Chris’ lips. It’s short and innocent, not meant to develop into anything more, but it leaves Chris with butterflies nonetheless.

“It’s cold out,” Sebastian counters.

“We’ll dress warm. Layers, gloves, hat, scarf, the whole nine yards… And I can think of a much less childish way we can warm up after,” he smirks, wiggling his eyebrows in the least seductive way he can manage.

Chris watches as pink rises up from the neckline of the sweater Sebastian is wearing, blotting his boyfriend’s cheeks as he laughs and hits Chris’ chest.

Caving, Sebastian nobs, “Fine, yes, we can have a snowball fight.” 

Chris cheers and jumps out of his seat, dragging Sebastian along with him.

——

After a lengthy preparation, which Sebastian can hardly believe would be worth it for a snowball fight, he and Chris find their way outside. 

With a wide grin, Chris plops down into the snow.

“Ok, lucky you, the snow is perfect for making snowballs ‘cause it just sticks together without much effort,” he explains. Demonstrating, he picks up a handful of snow and cups his hands together, packing the powder into a small, sturdy snowball. “See? And then, you just throw it at your target, like this!” Before Sebastian can react, Chris’ snowball hits him straight in the chest and explodes in a flurry of white.

“Hey! Not fair!” He immediately reaches for the snow, which has Chris jumping to his feet and running away. 

Within no time, snowballs are flying through the air, with the previously untouched snow becoming battered with footprints. Almost every time Sebastian looks at Chris he seems to be doubled over laughing, gloved hands on his chest, which makes no sense when Sebastian considers how many snowballs he’s felt hit him or heard whizz past his face. Sebastian himself doesn’t have very good aim, but he manages to hit Chris a few times. He nearly fell over laughing when some snow managed to get down the back of Chris’ shirt, sending him wiggling and dancing around the yard, desperate to get away from the cold.

Finally, their age gets the better of them, and Chris and Sebastian collapse onto the ground to catch their breath.

“That was fun,” Sebastian admits, “Thank you... I am cold now though.”

Chris raises his eyebrows and Sebastian sees the corner of his mouth tick up even from a distance.

“Yeah?” Chris scrambles to his feet and runs over to scoop Sebastian up in his arms. “Well I have a very effective remedy for that,” he murmurs. And just as he always seems to be around Chris, Sebastian is breathless again.

#the snow showered me with inspiration #my writing #evanstan #chris evans #sebastian stan #rpf

[gamerwoo]

[Tales from the Pack] Seungcheol: Stubborn (Bonus)

Characters: Seungcheol x female reader

Genre/warnings: werewolf au, fantasy, fluff, smut during the second half (fingering/eating out, a lot of praise, just cheol being really soft, unprotected sex [remember to use condoms friends!!!], unintentional sorta exhibitionism?????)

Word count: 4,544

Summary: You’ve heard the stories your relatives told you about werewolves when you were younger, but you always thought it was just a scare tactic to make kids behave. Well, up until you woke up in a den full of werewolves.

a/n: this part takes place further into the future during seungkwan’s part, and since it contains spoilers for the future, i recommend skipping this and reading up to part 8 of seungkwan’s series, and then coming back when you’re done!!

Previous | Stubborn Masterlist | TftP Masterlist

Maybe it was because everyone was on-edge about Seungkwan’s condition that was rapidly decreasing. Maybe it was because everybody was still a bit shaken up over Eunjin being what she was. But something was making your old habits of being a thief kick in. You hid in shadows, snuck around the house, and came and went like the wind. Hardly anybody saw you, including your mate.

You weren’t avoiding Seungcheol, not at all. You were just uncomfortable, and that made you want to stay hidden. You assumed it was the tension in the house, but you just didn’t want to be seen, heard, or noticed. Unfortunately, this also happened to effect Seungcheol who now usually had to sniff you out or simply follow the imprinting pull.

The last couple weeks, though, Seungcheol had gotten down your typical hiding places – although, he did almost trip over you while trying to find you because you were crouched down behind the counter while you sharpened the kitchen knives for fun. Today, though, he found you upstairs in Seokmin’s room.

Seokmin was a very positive person in the pack, and all he wanted was for everybody to get along. But because things weren’t working out between Seungkwan and Eunjin and there was nothing he could do, he typically hid away in his room and kept himself busy with reading or singing to keep his mind off of it. But today, you were hanging out with him while he tried to practice his weather power since he hadn’t intentionally used it before. It was only during those nights he had nightmares when it was developing that he’d used it -- but he didn’t even know it was him doing it -- and the few days he was first coping with the situation with Seungkwan. But none of those instances were intentional, so he wanted to hone in on his new power.

“Does it change the weather in town or just in our little area?” you wondered as Seokmin stared out the window, holding his hand out palm-up as his fingers slowly curled inward. Clouds started forming in the blue sky, turning it a grey color.

“I don’t really know,” Seokmin said absentmindedly as he watched the weather start to change at his own will. He suddenly looked over at you with a warm grin. “Do you like snow?���

You frowned, shaking your head. As a thief, you only had bad memories with snow. You didn’t really have a place of your own before, so you associated snow with being cold and struggling for the next few months. Sure, it was kind of pretty, but you never actually enjoyed it.

“What, really?” he asked, surprised that you didn’t like it. “Why not?”

“I was always stuck outside in the cold,” you said with a small pout, looking away from Seokmin and at the familiar grey sky that indicated snow coming.

Seokmin just smiled, “Don’t worry, I’ll show you how to enjoy it.”

“You’re really going to make it snow?”

“Just here – I think…”

Soon enough, little snowflakes began to fall from the sky. All you could do was frown as you watched, dreading when it would start accumulating. You knew you could just come back inside when you got too cold, but it was just the bad memories that were dragging you down.

You heard a soft knock at the door before you heard it open with a very quiet creak. You didn’t even have to turn around to guess who it was.

“What’re you two doing?” Seungcheol chuckled as he walked over to where the two of you were sitting on the floor, staring up at the window.

“Making snow,” Seokmin reported, letting his hand fall into his lap as he turned to look at the alpha. “You like snow, right, Seungcheol?”

Seungcheol shrugged as he crouched down behind and between the two of you, “Yeah, it’s fun – especially seeing the rest of you run around in it.”

Seokmin turned to you excitedly, “We shift and run around outside when it snows. The pack loves it.”

You just nodded, mumbling, “Good for you.”

“_____, do you not like snow?” Seungcheol wondered.

You shook your head in exaggerated movements to really get the point across. Seungcheol just smiled in amusement, putting a warm hand in the center of your back as he stroked it with his thumb.

“You can play with us in the snow tomorrow when it accumulates on the ground,” he suggested, “and if you hate it, I’ll bring you back inside and make you soup. Okay?”

You shrugged, mumbling an, “Okay…”

Thankfully for Seokmin, he didn’t have to sit there and constantly make the weather do what he wanted. Once he got it going, he didn’t have to do anything else until he wanted it to stop. 

“C’mon,” Seungcheol stood before he helped you up, “I need to get food in you.”

“Are Mingyu and Danbi back from Jiung’s?” Seokmin wondered.

“You just want to play with Jiwoo,” he chuckled. “Yeah, they’re back.”

“Finally!” Seokmin grinned, hopping up from the floor.

-

The next morning, you were awoken by the sound of howling and excited yipping. You groaned and rolled onto your other side, burying your face in your pillow to drown it out. You felt Seungcheol’s arms encircle you and pull you to his chest, pressing a soft kiss to the crown of your head.

But then you heard Yeji from downstairs shriek excitedly, “There’s snow everywhere!”

Your eyes opened, staying narrowed. You were definitely awake now.

“Guess the pack saw Seokmin’s little surprise,” Seungcheol said, his voice raspy and deep from sleeping.

Everyone had obviously noticed the snow falling the day prior, but about a foot or two had accumulated quickly on the ground around the house. A few of the wolves had already run outside to play, but apparently some people had just woken up and noticed – and by some people, you meant your overly-excited sister.

Soon enough, you heard feet bolting down the hall before throwing open your bedroom door.

“Seungcheol!” Mingyu was panting. “Seokmin made it snow yesterday, and look outside!”

“I didn’t realize snow on the ground meant everyone forgot how to knock,” Seungcheol said as he sat up and stretched his arms above his head.

Mingyu blushed a bit even though he knew he wasn’t interrupting anything, “Sorry. Are you gonna come outside?”

“In a bit. Let me bundle up _____.”

“_____, we can have a snowball fight!” Mingyu gasped excitedly. “I bet you’ll be really good at it.”

You rolled over, looking up at Seungcheol, “Is that the thing kids do?”

Seungcheol chuckled, nodding his head, “Yes. In case you haven’t noticed, we’re all just very big children.”

-

After being put in five sweaters, two pairs of pants – one pair being yours and the other being Seungcheol’s just because he thought they might somehow be better for you – and a hat, Seungcheol brought you outside with him while he wore just a sweater and a pair of pants. You looked up at the sky, scrunching your face as snow hit your skin. Seungcheol chuckled as he watched, taking note of how beautiful you looked with fresh snow falling into your hair.

The entire pack was out in the yard, even little Jiwoo who was bundled up in multiple blankets and was being held on Minghao’s hip while her father was enjoying the snow. Most of the boys were in their wolf forms, running around, rolling in it, or trying to catch snowflakes in their mouths. Mingyu was rolling a ball of snow with his muzzle while he helped Danbi make a snowman. Minghao was softly talking to Jiwoo about how pretty the snow was as her large eyes looked around in wonder, it being the first time the young child had seen the white, fluffy stuff. Those of the pack in their human form were tossing snowballs at each other and others while they laughed loudly.

The only person who wasn’t playing in the snow – that you could see – was Joshua. He just said the last thing he wanted was to be pelted with cold things. You couldn’t say you disagreed with Josh.

“How is this fun?” you grumbled, looking back at Seungcheol as you blinked snowflakes off your eyelashes.

“Well just staring at it isn’t fun,” he told you. “Go make a snowman or a snow angel or–”

“_____!” you heard Chan call. You turned your head just in time to catch a snowball to the chest. You froze, staring at the same spot while the youngest giggled. “Come play with us!”

“Ah, maybe after she gets used to the snow, Chan,” Seungcheol told him pointedly as he grabbed your arms and pulled you over to where Wonwoo and Danbi were now making snow angels together. “Why don’t you stay with Wonwoo while I go get changed. He’ll make sure you don’t get hit with anything.”

Wonwoo nodded up at you from where he was squatting down on the ground, not even looking as he put up a hand to block the stray snowball coming his way. As soon as it splattered against the side of his arm, he let it down and looked back down at his sister on the ground.

“See? You’re in good hands,” Seungcheol grinned as he pressed a kiss to your temple before he went back into the house.

Mingyu, who was watching the siblings make snow angels, pressed his snow-covered nose against your cheek as he sniffed your face. Even that made you make a face and recoil away from him, shoving his furry face away.

“So,” Danbi sat up with snow in her hair, “you really have never played in the snow?”

Wonwoo chuckled at his sister as he began to brush the snow from her hair, saying, “Not everybody likes snow, Danbi. Lilly was allergic.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, “How can somebody be allergic?”

“I believe the doctor in town called it cold urticaria.”

“Excuse me?”

Wonwoo just laughed softly, shaking his head.

Seungcheol came back outside quickly, but he was in his wolf form this time. He ran up to you and nuzzled into your hair happily, excited to be able to play outside with his brothers. You couldn’t help but laugh at how happy he was, but it stopped when he moved his nose to nudge you in the side, moving you closer to the chaos of the pack.

“Whoa, what?” you asked as your legs were forced to move forward. “Seungcheol, I didn’t agree to this!”

Still, your mate continued to move your forward so you could properly experience the snow. Of course, the pack noticed this and started to get even more excited. Soonyoung bounded over to you, skidding to a stop and kicking up snow. 

The first thing Seungcheol tried to get you to try was making a snowman. He started by poking a snowball on the ground with his nose, nudging it around until it started to roll into a bigger ball. He looked up at you expectantly before he gestured to the growing ball with his head.

You huffed, “Seungcheol this shit is cold. I don’t want to touch it.”

He let out a huff of his own before pointing at the ball sharply with his nose.

You grumbled to yourself about how you didn’t want to, but you did it anyway. You bent down and began rolling the ball around until Seungcheol decided it was big enough to be a snowman base. Then he helped you make the middle and managed to maneuver it on top of the first ball with his muzzle. Then he let you make the head and put that on as well.

Yeji had ventured into the woods earlier with Hansol and Junhui to find pebbles on the ground since the property was completely covered in snow. So she gave you a few from her pocket for eyes and buttons. Then Seungcheol trotted over with a stick in his mouth and handed it to you. You very un-enthusiastically jammed it in the poor snowman’s face. Your fingers were numb, your nose and cheeks were red, and you just wanted to go inside and curl up under some blankets.

To add insult to injury, the wolves were playing too rough with each other, and Junhui skidded straight into your snowman, knocking it over and causing its snow body to splatter on the ground. Seungcheol looked down at the dead snowman body before he growled and leaped at the younger werewolf, wrestling with him for ruining your hard work.

You wished you were the snowman.

-

You walked into your bedroom with a towel still between your hands as you dried your hair, damp from the snow. However, when you walked into your room, Seungcheol was in there, still without clothes on. He had shifted back downstairs while you went to go get a towel to dry your hair, and now he was digging through drawers to find new clothes for the both of you.

This wasn’t the first time seeing Seungcheol naked. You’d taken showers and baths together plenty of times. But for some reason, your cheeks were heating up – and not just because you had been playing out in the snow.

You walked over to your mate – you knew he could hear you enter – and wrapped your arms around his waist, pressing your nose into his back to warm it while your hands clung to his toned stomach, making him shiver from how cold they felt.

“I feel like an ice cube,” you whined.

“Yeah, you do,” he chuckled. “Do you want me to warm you up?”

You nodded, your nose rubbing against his back. Except, you were thinking of other means of warming up than he was. Most of the pack was still playing outside anyway.

“Alright, let me just find some–”

“Seungcheol?” when you spoke this time, your voice was a lot smaller than it had been. 

“Hmm?”

“Y-you don’t have to, like…put clothes on if, y’know…this is more comfortable…”

Seungcheol laughed softly, turning in your arms to face you. He cupped your face between his hands, eyebrows raised, “Is this your way of telling me you want to do something?”

You’d done things with Seungcheol before, sure. But you’d never actually had ‘proper’ sex with him before. It wasn’t that you were scared or didn’t know how, you just always felt a little uncomfortable knowing that the rest of the pack would be able to hear you. But now that they were all preoccupied outside…

You nodded, “I’m cold, it’s for my health.”

“_____, you’re not going to get hypothermia,” he laughed, rolling his eyes playfully. “What do you want me to do?”

“Well…” you began slowly, trying to ignore the heat that was now crawling to the tip of your ears, “I-I think I’m ready for marking.”

Seungcheol’s eyes widened, though he looked more surprised than afraid. The statement just took him off guard. You’d never even mentioned marking other than when you asked about how it worked and if the pain was bad, but you hadn’t mentioned it in a while.

“Are you sure?” he asked, his hands stroking up and down your arms. “You don’t need to feel pressured or anything.”

“Seungcheol, I really want to,” you insisted. “I love you and I want to be yours.”

“You are mine, with or without a mark,” he promised, a soft smile on his face as he placed the bend of his finger under your chin. “Look at Danbi and Mingyu – she wasn’t marked for a long time.”

“I promise, Cheol, I’m asking because I want it.”

Seungcheol nodded, “Okay. Then I’d be more than happy to mark you as mine.”

He smiled as he leaned down to press his lips to yours, softly and playfully at first but slowly growing in intensity and desperation. Your back hit the mattress, making both of you giggle as he toppled down on top of you, making sure to catch himself with his hands as to not actually crush you. But still, his lips never left yours.

“Guess it’s a good thing you don’t have all those layers on anymore,” he chuckled against your lips, one of his thumbs stroking your cheek that was still flushed from the cold.

Seungcheol sat up just enough to pull your shirt off over your head. He let his eyes scan over your body, a warm grumble resonating in his chest as his hands wandered over your soft skin, “You’re so beautiful, you know that?”

“Only because you never stop telling me,” you laughed softly, rolling your eyes.

“And I’ll never stop telling you,” he insisted before he was leaning down again to meet your lips.

His lips moved feverishly against yours like he couldn’t get enough of you. One hand cupped your cheek while the other held him up, his tongue pushing passed your lips to explore your mouth. Your arms were around him, fingers tangled in his hair to keep him as close as possible. 

Seungcheol’s lips began to trail downward, leaving open-mouthed kisses down your neck, nipping and sucking on your skin on their way. His hands moved to take your bra off, unclipping it behind you before sliding the straps down. That was tossed off the side of the bed, Seungcheol not even paying attention to where he threw it.

His lips went to one of your nipples, one hand massaging the other and brushing your nipple with his thumb. You moaned out his name softly, arching your chest up as your eyes fluttered closed. His tongue flicked over the hardening bud, looking up at you as he did so to watch every little movement from your face.

Seungcheol’s mouth continued its decent, his hands also moving downward to pull off your bottoms and underwear. You lifted your hips to help, and then he tossed those off the bed to join your bra on the floor.

Now, Seungcheol was laid down on his stomach between your thighs, pushing your legs open to make room for him. Seungcheol had seen you like this before already but it didn’t stop the heat rushing to your cheeks or the urge to close your legs and hide from his eyes that were locked on your heat as the yellow began to dot red.

“So beautiful…” he whispered, brushing his index finger through your folds before teasing your slit.

You whimpered softly, covering your face from embarrassment.

Seungcheol chuckled seeing your expression, dipping his head closer to you, “You’re cute when you’re shy.”

You felt his tongue lick a stripe from your slit to your clit, and you bit your lip to keep from moaning. Your hands went to his dark hair as his lips wrapped around your clit and sucked lightly, flicking his tongue over the bundle of nerves. You already knew what Seungcheol’s tongue was capable of, and yet, it still took you by surprise.

“Don’t keep in those noises, baby,” Seungcheol cooed as he teased his finger at your entrance again. He slowly slid it in, smirking a little at the way you said his name in a quiet moan. “The pack is outside and they’re not paying any attention – nobody will hear you.”

He began pumping his finger slowly, curling it to reach all the spots he’d learned you liked while his lips and tongue worked on your clit. You let out a moan that was a little louder this time, your hips starting to grind up into Seungcheol. 

He added a second finger, curling them the same way as he pressed his tongue flat against your clit and let you grind against his face, growling softly as your hands tugged at his hair. He started scissoring his fingers in you, stretching you out for what was to come once he decided you were prepped enough. For now, he just wanted to enjoy the soft moans and mewls that fell from your lips.

You felt a knot starting to tighten in your lower abdomen, so you started rocking your hips faster. Seungcheol noticed the signs of your incoming release – your hips speeding up, the way your eyebrows knitted together, the way your whines started to get higher – and removed his fingers, sitting up and away from you. Had you not known Seungcheol planned on giving you exactly what you wanted very soon, you would’ve never let him hear the end of your complaining.

You watched as Seungcheol stuck his two fingers in his mouth, lapping up your juices as he smirked at you with red eyes, “You taste so sweet, princess.”

“Cheol…” you whined, covering your face with your arms.

He just chuckled, leaning down above you to move your limbs away from your face, pressing a kiss to your lips. He kissed you softly for a moment as to try to get rid of any nervousness you might’ve had before he gripped his member, stroking it a few times to get it fully hard before he was teasing your folds with the tip. He smirked at the way your hips wiggled and bucked up slightly.

He pulled back just enough to look at you, all of the playfulness melting away, “Are you ready?”

You nodded, moving your hands to grip his shoulders.

“Just tell me if you want to stop, okay?”

You nodded again, so Seungcheol lined himself up with your entrance. Then he was slowly pushing into you, letting out a soft groan and an even softer “fuck” as his head dropped into your neck. Your fingers dug into his shoulders as he stretched you out, your eyes squeezing closed. It definitely hurt a little but but not enough for you to want him to stop.

Once he was completely inside, he stilled, his lips brushing across your neck in small kisses to help you relax. When you finally gave him the okay, he moved at a slow pace, trying to make sure you weren’t uncomfortable in any way. You’d done other intimate stuff but he’d never been inside you – and he knew you’d never had sex before – so he didn’t want to hurt you. He was even honored you trusted him with this.

“You’re doing so well, baby,” he hummed, capturing your lips in a sweet kiss as his hips continued to rock at a steady pace. 

You let out a quiet moan at his praise, your arms wrapping around his neck to keep him close to you. He smiled against your lips, the happy grumble in his chest vibrating against yours. One of his hands moved down your body, raising goosebumps until he reached your clit. His fingers worked circles into it, drawing soft mewls from you that were music to his ears.

“Do you feel okay?” he asked quietly.

You nodded, biting your lip softly. The pain had slowly gone away, leaving you with only pleasure that was slowly building the knot in your stomach back up. The look you gave him with your eyebrows knitting together in pleasure but your eyes almost begging him to do more was enough to almost send him over the edge, especially with how amazing you felt around him.

“You’re so pretty,” he whispered, using his thumb to gently tug your bottom lip from between your teeth. “My beautiful little mate.”

He sat up as his own orgasm began to approach, determined to get you to cum before he did. He knew it would distract from the pain of marking and that was his biggest priority. Seungcheol wanted to avoid hurting you at all costs, at least for your first time. 

His fingers started moving quicker as he started aiming his thrusts into a new spot, making you moan out his name and grip the sheets beneath you.

“You’re doing so good for me, baby,” he moaned, his dark bangs sticking to his forehead with sweat. “Fuck… You take me so well; you’re so amazing.”

Your orgasm started to approach a lot faster than you thought it would, your moans and whimpers growing louder and more needy. Seungcheol could tell you were getting close from the way you clenched around him, but he couldn’t have you cumming just yet.

Seungcheol removed his fingers from your clit, placing both hands on your hips as he rolled his hips into yours. You whined, the quickly building high dying down a little bit because of the loss of stimulation.

“Just hold on a little longer, love,” he grunted, trying to get himself closer to his own high. His eyes closed as his head dropped back, the sight of his toned body shining from the light sheen of sweat on his body making him look godlike. “You feel so amazing, I’m almost there…”

Your high was still building with every thrust of Seungcheol’s hips, though. You pulled him back down to you, trying to distract yourself by leaving little kisses and love bites along the column of his neck and across his collarbones. Seungcheol groaned at the feeling, his hips suddenly sharply thrusting forward into you. With the burn of your orgasm approaching, you bit on Seungcheol’s shoulder – not enough to break skin or anything – to hold yourself back, clenching around him.

That was enough to tip him over the edge, one hand going back down to your clit and rubbing into it quickly. Your eyes squeezed shut as your body tensed with your orgasm.

“Let go, baby,” he said softly, but his voice was a growl.

It hit you harder than any other high you’d had, but it was the second wave that really got you. It came with a sudden sharpness in the crook of your neck, but it had you crying out Seungcheol’s name as your toes curled and your thighs locked around his hips. It felt amazing.

After riding out both of your highs, Seungcheol took his teeth out of you and dragged his tongue across the wound to help it heal. You whimpered at the feeling of him pulling out of you, his release and yours dripping slowly down your thighs.

“It didn’t hurt too much, did it?” he wondered.

“No,” you sighed, letting your fingers drag through Seungcheol’s dark hair. You smiled up at him softly when he pulled away to look at your face. “I love you.”

He grinned, bumping your nose with his own, “I love you, too. Thanks for letting me do this – it means so much to me.”

Your sweet moment was cut off by a knock at the door, which had Seungcheol’s head whipping around to look at the door.

“I want you guys to know,” Joshua’s voice came from the other side, “that I didn’t go outside, and I heard everything. Also, you’re lucky Seungkwan’s on his deathbed or you’d have two disgusted wolves here.”

Your face turned completely red as you hid in Seungcheol’s neck while he laughed at you.

“You said nobody could hear!” you whined.

“Yeah, well,” he shrugged, not seeming to care if his brother heard or not, “I guess I forgot about Josh.”

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[tartagliaxx]

I just watched a vid about how all the fandom is making Childe OOC, because win his quest and in general he's serious, has a hug battle lust and only cares about his family. So the cheerful, house husband, goofy tartaglia is not real. He is

What do you think?

My opinion is that this person is should distinguish between Tartaglia/Childe and Ajax, Ajax is different, he doesn't need to be super cheerful and goody but it's true that Ajax is softer, he cares and he's willing to make happy the people he loves the most. Tartaglia is cold, serious, that man is a living weapon as we could see in out battle with him.

I'd like to add extra points like he can cook, clean, he can be kind and doesn't care about money, money is to spend after all, he also invited traveler to his hometown, he has a soft side but working for The Tsaritsa, plus his birthday letters are so... Cute ? He honestly wants to spend time with traveler and not only to fight, but just to have a talk or fishing.

But yeah, that's my opinion, I wanna read yours please? 💕

first and foremost, fancontent is fancontent. it’s totally fine to make your content ooc bc it’s *your* content. you’re not legally or morally obligated to make a character as lifelike as possible unless that was your intention. second, i really don’t think i’m the right person to ask this because istg i look at his pretty face and melt. what do you mean childe is a murderer? my baby boy would never hurt a fly! /j here’s my two cents tho! its utc! uh.. warning, it did get long but that's expected. this is my husband we're talking about. ofc im not gonna be able to shut up abt him </3

whenever i write for childe, i decide which facet i’d be using. childe, the reckless and battle-hungry warrior who is at home in the gore and bloodshed of war, tartaglia, the tsaritsa’s loyal follower who would stop at nothing if it means the fulfillment of his god’s will and finally, ajax, the family man who adores his siblings with all his heart. the thing is, these parts of him are not exclusive. they merge and blend to make up his character. when you’re traveling with him, you’ll find that he dons the most cruel smile as he demolishes one mob and another but as soon as night draws close, he’s cooking up a pot of stew that he personally says is his favorite during his childhood when all that he has to battle the winters of snezhnaya was a warm bowl of his mom’s cooking. and of course, if the situation turns for the worse, he won’t hesitate to cut you down in honor of the tsaritsa though he would do so with much regret. that is who he was. when he joined the fatui, he was tartaglia first, childe second and ajax to the very few he chose to trust.

i agree that childe is cold and serious to the core. he’s not a good person and he’s not afraid to admit that. he could be selfish and manipulative but he’s also very sincere when he says that he loves his family and would choose to protect them even if it means them hating him for the rest of their lives. it doesn’t make him a good person nor does it justify his actions but it does prove that underneath all the cruelty that made him who he was now is the same, young ajax who helps his parents do chores  — the same one who joins tonia’s teaparties where they read foreign books together and runs around having snowball fights with teucer and anthon. i also believe that his relations with the traveler is just as sincere. his ‘ajax’ facet is reserved for his family, yes, but the ones he truly respect and kind of care for in the sense of being worthy comrades/rivals (like the traveler) might see a snippet of that side of him from time to time. i think that he appreciates that there’s someone who can keep up with all three sides of him, not reprimanding him for it because in reality, no human ever has only one side. the traveler recognizes him as someone who is part of the fatui — therefore bad and that they should be careful around him — but they also accept his sparring invites from time to time. in rarer moments, they relate to him because they have a sibling too and they will do everything for them. thus, the traveler recognizes that ajax is a part of childe and he is softer and kinder than his other two personas. it’s unfair to say that ‘malewife’ childe doesn’t exist because i genuinely believe that he does. it’s just not for everyone to see.

point is, he’s such a complex character and fictional characters like he is are often up for anyone’s interpretation. most fancontent out there are based on some vague interaction he had in the few cutscenes he appeared in. in reality, we’ll never know what’s ooc or not because we’ll also most likely not see him in the situations we fantasize about. anw, ooc or not, malewife childe superiority. i love him. marry me sir and if our marriage goes south, please eat my poisoned squid and die with a smile <33

#˗ˋˏ°• letters from cat island •°ˎˊ˗ #˗ˋˏ°• from my secret admirer •°ˎˊ˗