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f10werfae · 2 years

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In Sickness, and in Health

Pairing: CEO! Husband! Henry x Wife! Reader

Word count: 948

Summary: Y/n tells a white lie, which ticks Henry off, in the best way possible

Warnings: None really? I guess mentions of vomiting

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Requests are open!

Likes, Comments and Re-blogs are appreciated♥️

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(Y/n's P.O.V)

“I am dying” I croaked to no one but myself, coughing and gagging down the toilet. Lets just say walking home late at night from work, without a jacket on isn’t the best idea, especially when you already have a cold.

Looking at myself in the bathroom mirror, you may as well have thought I was a walking corpse.

*Bzzz*

My phone vibrated from the other room, causing me to sigh which then erupted into a tickly cough spurting out of my throat. Walking back into the comfort of my cosy bedroom, I looked down at the phone on the nightstand to see the caller ID

My Bear 🐻

Smiling lightly I picked up the phone, debating whether I should answer it or not, should I really worry him while he’s out of town on business. Answer is, probably not.

However, not answering his phone would also raise suspicions.

Clearing my throat as much as possible, I answered the call, trying to prepare myself as much as possible.

(The Phone Call)

Henry: Hey love, why’d you take so long to answer? You alright?

Typical Henry, always overthinking and being overprotective

Y/n: Y-yeah I was just in the toilet, sorry bear. Why’d you call?

Henry: Do I need an excuse to call my wife?

Y/n: Hmm I guess not, you missin' me that much huh

Henry: Yeah I guess you could say that. Are you sure you’re alright, you’re sounding kinda nasally love, are you feeling poorly?

Busted. Well may as well keep up the act now

Y/n: NO! I mean no i’m feeling fine babe, just a bit of a blocked nose, you know how it is

Henry: Mhm yeah sure, anyways the lads are calling me back, call me later yeah?

Y/n: Sir, yes sir

Henry: I Love you baby

Y/n: mm I love you more

Henry: We’ll see about that

(End of Phone Call)

“Sh*t” I said before breaking out into the coughing fit I was holding in for that whole phone call. My head spinning, sending me into wonderland.

Settling myself back into bed, I felt Kal jump in beside me, his nose nudging my head.

“I’m fine Kal, mummy just feels a bit poorly. Don’t tell daddy when he comes back next week okay? We don’t need him being a grouchy bear”

I cooed, scratching Kal between the ears, watching as he got comfortable beside me clearly also heading to bed. Turning off the lamps on either side of the bed, I put Henry’s pillow under my head, wrapping my arms around the massive fluff sleeping beside me.

Who needs a heater when they have Kal?

(5:30 AM)

“Here we go again” I said quickly, feeling my stomach start to jump up to my throat. Throwing the covers off me, I dashed to the bathroom, collapsing to the bathroom tiles to splurge everything out of my guts.

“You done yet?” I heard a gravelly voice say behind me

'well sh*t' I thought

Turning my head slowly, I saw Henry looking at me his arms crossed as he leant on the doorframe, a dark look on his face. But it wasn’t one of anger, but he definitely wasn’t jumping for joy.

“Bear, what are you doing here?” I said, my head resting on my arms on the toilet seat.

“Well I felt as if something wasn’t right, and I was right, wasn’t I?” He said in a knowing tone, coming closer to help lift me up despite my head being in a frenzy.

“I’m so sorry bear, I jus' didn' wanna ruin your trip” I said with my words slurring from both sleep and illness, watching as he put toothpaste on my toothbrush.

“Open” He said bluntly, before starting to brush my teeth for me, reminding me of the times he’d do this when I would come home clearly drunk from the girls.

“Ok now lets get you back into bed missus” He said rinsing the sink, guiding me back to the bed, pulling back the covers and tucking me in tightly. A slight smile finding its way onto my face.

“Now don’t be all smiley pup, i’ve got a bone to pick with you”

“W-what” I croaked out, turning towards him as he slipped under the covers, taking off his shirt and throwing it at the laundry basket.

“First of all, you lied to me on the phone. Secondly, you know you’re a bad liar, so hearing you like that on the phone made me worry. Finally, you didn’t communicate with me lovie”

He turned to me, a tight lipped expression on his face as he brushed back some of the hair on my face. A feeling of guilt overcoming me, I felt like I was back being scolded by my parents again.

“I’m sorry hen, I jus' really didn’t want you to worry and come back early. I know how important this trip was to you, I didn’t mean to make you angry”

I said quietly, nuzzling myself into his chest, his hand going to caress the back of my head.

“i’m not angry babe, just disappointed. I’m your husband, i’m meant to worry about you, whether you’re healthy or not. You are my number one priority. Now come 'ere”

Putting his hands on either side of my face, he placed a passionate loving kiss on my lips, as I began leaning into it. Before my eyes widened, and I pushed him off me.

“Hen! I could get you sick”

“Hey, remember it’s 'in sickness and in health' it’s quite literally in our vows. I could give less of a f*ck. Now get back here and let me love on you”

#henry cavill rpf #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill #henry cavill imagine #henry cavill fanfiction #oneshot #romance

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rekas-writes · 1 year

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Sweet Dreams

Pair: Chamber/ M! Implied Agent! Reader Game: Valorant

Type: Drabble - 519 words Genre: Fluff Perspective: Third-Person (He/Him)

TW: None

A/N: Woooo! We're on a roll! I'll have another req done and dusted soon! For now, here's another piece I converted into an reader-insert! Again, apologies for the short length!

‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ☾.

In the solace of night, it is still. Near-silent, bar the sounds of quiet nightlife scuttling in the nearby greenery. The sheets had long been mildly stolen after being kicked up in a flurry of movements- all in the effort of getting cosy in bed.

Though the conditions were perfect, Chamber couldn’t help the slight insomnia as he wakes in the middle of the night once more. After being on duty, out in the battlefield, for so long, he can't help the tendency to wake up and make sure his surroundings were safe. That his team wasn't being ambushed. Annoyed, he sighs, eyes slightly blurry with sleep (and the lack of glasses)- before he turns over to face his boyfriend again. Whatever it was his racing thoughts were on about, they immediately silence as he gazes over at a peaceful face, finger brushing against a lock of stray hair. Vincent tucks it back into the rest of his boyfriend’s bangs, but there’s no doubt by the morning that all his effort would be in vain. Still, he enjoys the pretty view.

His lover's face is framed by messy bedhead, his eyes shut peacefully as he snoozes almost perfectly in sync with his own, slightly agitated breath. The weary sentinel snuggles a bit closer to the warmth his boyfriend emanates, causing the man to twitch and pause before crawling back into Vincent's arms on what seemed to be autopilot. He’s sleepily murmuring some kind of nonsense, something from his dream undoubtedly, before grabbing softly at Vincent's night shirt as he plants his forehead against his chest.

Chamber's small smile grows with mirth, heart stuttering and squeezing from how cute that was. Even in his sleep he still sought him out; now that made him feel proud. He could see his love's chest rise and fall in time with his rapidly settling breaths as he quickly falls back into his snoozing rhythm- as though he hadn't moved at all. It’s therapeutic almost, as he feels the stress of being alert melt by just holding his boyfriend in his arms- watching as he breathed in and out calmly.

No danger. No fighting. No dying.

Just them living peacefully, mundanely. Those thoughts repeat, assuring himself that all was well. It was working, judging by how the agent could feel sleep tug at his already half-lidded eyes once more as he watched his other half doze- his breathing mimicking his as he slowly settled down himself.

He brings his boyfriend closer, his hug steady and firm despite his sleepiness as he looks away from his adorable sleeping face to plant a kiss to the crown of his head. There's a slight, soft laugh that follows, somehow reactive even in his deep slumber. Vincent snorts a little at that, before resting and tucking his head on top of his lover's- almost like he wants to curl around him, to protect him from everything bad in the world. The comfort of physically holding each-other, of being away from base, of knowing his beloved is alive and breathing soundly.

That was enough for more sweet dreams to finally trickle back in.

#valorant #chamber x reader #x male reader #x ftm reader #x trans male reader #x transmasc reader #x m reader #valorant fanfiction #valorant chamber #reader insert

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pumpkzsafeplace · 1 year

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friend application: pumpkin 🎀☁️

⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅

since i have made quite a cosy space i thought i’d do a friends post n try and make some new friends! ☁️

⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅

-> name: tee 🌱

-> nicknames: bun, pumpkin, teelee, anything cute really ✨

-> big age: 23 🐰.

-> located: UK 🪴

-> little age: undecided & still learning 🎀.

-> likes: the forest 🌳, fluffy cows 🐮, coca cola 🥤, sweeties/candies 🍭, cute dresses 👗, video games 🎮, wicca ✨, k-pop 🎵, plushies 🧸, music 🎼, tea 🫖, cartons 📺 & others i can’t think of right now

-> dislikes: spiders 🕷️, clowns 🤡, the dark :<, loud noises, bugs 🐜.

-> three cute things about me 🍃

1. i may be small but i will defend you & protect you no matter what 🧡.

2. i babble a lot when i’m nervous 🍄

3. i will always steal you an extra cookie 🍪.

-> platforms we can speak on: tumblr, snapchat & discord 💻.

-> other things about me 🌙

i am autistic, so communicating with new people is hard but i’m really trying to give it a go✨ i also suffer with BPD which isn’t fabulous but i’m healing slowly! 🧡.

⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅

if you like what you read, let’s be friends n stay up late at night watching cartoons! ✨ if you’re a little nervous to pop up first, send a 💌 to my ask box n i’ll pop up 🧡.

- okay byeee ☁️🍼🌙

⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅ ୨ ♱ ୧ ⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅⏝̅

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rahillastudies · 3 years

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11.10.21 ~ cosy days with iced lattes ☁️

I've actually been quite productive these holidays thanks to my amazing tutor! I'm grateful for them standing up with my slowness in maths... I hope everyone is having a good week! School coming up can be a little stressful, so let's remember to get enough sleep and practice good thoughts ☘️

🎧 listening to 'tamed dashed' by enhypen!

#studyblr #studyspo #original content #study motivation #aesthetic #light academia #study blog #study with me #autumn studying challenge

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comfortscripts · 2 years

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Next Chapter II ¬ Regulus B.

Read Part I -> Next Chapter {Regulus B.}

Plot - Regulus needed to see him, needed to know him. But fears of rejection bubbled in his gut at the thought of seeing Sirius again.

Genre - Fluff ☁️

Pairing - Regulus Black x Fem!reader

Notes/Warnings - Finally I wrote part 2!!!. No warnings except cheesy stuff and me running out of ways to explain crying.

Word Count - 1.5k

Days of hesitant planning, hushed excitement and unbridled fear had all led to this moment. Every nerve was tingling with anticipation and anxiety, but all were calmed when you placed a comforting hand against his shoulder.

A door had never seemed so intimidating. The cracked green wove webs of the wood underneath, size looming over the couple as the pureblood struggles to raise a fist to knock. This door was the only thing stopping him from seeing Sirius, and his heart begged him to knock.

“Regulus, my love, if you don’t want to do this then we can try another day”

Your soft words acted like honey to soothe his straining soul, allowing him to break away from those all-consuming thoughts that swarmed his mind whenever he pictured seeing his estranged brother.

You had been perfect this whole time. Offering salvation when his fears overtook him, bringing hope with warm affections, and allowing him to breathe. Your bump was growing day by day and whilst you always claimed it was a countdown to our dreams coming true, Regulus always saw it as a beacon of hope.

Hope that he was a good person. Hope that his life would be everything he could dream. Hope that he was ready to face all his fears and love unconditionally. That child, that beautiful being you have gifted, was his reason to be brave.

Three sharp knocks against the frightening door shocked both the lovers, neither truly realising that he was about to take that step. Now all that was left was to wait and pray.

The seconds seemed prolonged and every breathe Regulus took sent fuel to the blaze of nerves festering in his stomach. Bracing himself to leave the obviously failed attempt, he gripped your hand as a gesture to leave. Before the handle turned.

“Regulus?”

There he was, Sirius Black. The man who had plagued the younger man’s dreams since he was a lost teenager. The resemblance was clear between the awestruck Blacks. Onyx curls, although Sirius’ were more way-ward and lengthy. Eyes that held storms which both enticed and warned. Even after all these years, you could tell they were brothers.

Neither said a word as they took in reality, the bitter winter wind was unforgiving but neither cared because this was a meeting they hadn’t imagined possible.

A lanky brunette caught sight of the open door with the frozen figure of his boyfriend blocking his view of the potential guests. Cautiously approaching, expecting danger, but only finding the younger brother Sirius had mourned over.

“Why doesn’t everyone come inside? I think that would allow for a better conversation, right Pads?” Remus’ words seemed to fall upon deaf ears until the young women clutching Regulus pulled him forwards towards the warmth of the house.

Silence coloured the atmosphere as the Black brothers struggled to express their disbelief, whilst their partners realised it wasn’t their conversation to start. Resting in the lounge, decorations haphazardly taking shape as boxes rested half opened on the floor.

“Sorry for the mess, haven’t finished putting our Christmas decorations up yet.”

“Not at all. Your home is beautiful and so cosy.” You weren’t being polite, their home seemed like a home. Memories and trinkets littered the furniture as loving reminders, and there was a feeling of contentment that pulsed through every inch of the house.

As Remus attempted to make small talk with you, the brothers had barely moved. Sitting and observing each other as if daring the other to speak first, tears evident in both as those glossy orbs locked.

“Y/N, would you mind helping me with the tea?”

Rushing to the kitchen, allowing the quiet pair to find their courage without prying eyes. Closing the thin door as the whistle of the kettle began a duet with the clinks of cups and spoons.

“I thought you were dead.”

Regulus felt his mouth go dry. Those were never the words he had expected. He had imagined shouting, to be turned away, or to be casually regarded. Those cracks he had patched up began to chip away as he watched his brother, realising that Sirius had mourned him.

“They told me that you had died. At the hands of someone in the order nonetheless, and it was enough to make me question everything I was fighting for. But no, here you are. How?”

“Sirius. I’m sorry. They planned to make me one of them and I couldn’t, I couldn’t bare going down that path. So, I ran, we both ran and started a life far from their grasp.”

The older man’s lip began to quiver as he held back the tears he hushed over the years. Tears for the life he thought was lost, tears at the guilt he felt, and tears at the love that was locked away for years.

Filling his lungs with a new sense of courage, Regulus continued. “Everyday I thought about seeing you again, letting you know that I wasn’t like our parents but I was afraid that if I came back, that you’d only see that foolish boy who craved mother’s approval.”

Without thought or word, Sirius pushed himself off the opposing chair and onto an unsuspecting Regulus, wrapping his tattooed arms around his younger brother as if they were boys once more.

The shock of the affection quickly wore off as Regulus gripped his older brother closer, radiating all the love he had wished he had shared with Sirius throughout the years. Neither would admit it but silent tears escaped as they held each other.

“I never thought you were foolish Reg. I’m so sorry I let you down.”

“Your bravery made me realise I could be more than they expected, you never let me down, Siri.”

As you and Remus re-entered, the reunited pair broke away but never let their joyous smiles slip from their tear-stained cheeks. Tea was poured, jokes were made, and stories were told. The animagus told tales of the war as Regulus recited memories of the first year of running away, both hung onto every word.

The younger Black boy jumped at the opportunity to see the news clippings of his heroic brother’s battles and learn more about how he uncovered the plot to kill the Potters, saving a whole family. As Remus brought him into the library to show off his boyfriend’s achievements, Sirius shuffled closer to you.

“Thank you for taking care of him.”

Sincerity poured into every word as the man rested his hand over your own before continuing. “We all know that you were the catalyst for him leaving, for him choosing to stand up to those monsters. So, thank you.”

“You are giving me too much credit. Regulus idolised you and running away might have been brought on by me, but secretly, he wanted to make his big brother proud. He loves you more than you know.”

If there were tears left to fall, Sirius would be sobbing at this confession. Never truly realising what it meant to be a big brother or how his choices affected Regulus all those years ago.

“Let me tell you a secret, Sirius. The night I told him that I was pregnant, he spoke to the baby when he assumed I was asleep, and do you know what he said? He said, “I hope you get to meet my brother; your Uncle Sirius will love you.””

For the second time today, the older Black man leapt forward to indulge in a smothering hug without another thought. Whispering words of ‘thank you’ as your hands gripped the cloth of his shirt to pull him closer. Only for him to pull away and lower his gaze to your stomach, “I will be the best Uncle you could imagine.”

As the night went on and old connections reignited, you nestled your head into your beloved. Eyes growing heavy as the fireplace crackled with its final breaths, and Regulus’ steady heartbeat lulling you into a peace-filled state. Not noticing the blanket Lupin had offered as you gave in to sleep.

“You should get her home, but please, don’t be a stranger. How about we meet for breakfast in the morning?”

Nodding at his brother’s request before taking you in his arms and apperating back into the dimly lit hotel room. Navigating the suitcases and clothes strewn about the floor before laying you amongst the soft pillows.

He watched as you cuddled against the warm duvet, never letting go of his hand nor his heart. Regulus knew he loved you with every fibre in his body, but tonight just reignited it. Tonight made him realise that he never wanted to be without you, even for a second.

“I love you, my darling. You are the most incredible person I’ve ever known, and I’m a fool to let another day go by without asking you to be mine forever. Just know, I don’t plan on being a fool for much longer.”

Pressing a tender kiss against your resting head as he climbed into the space next to your sleeping figure, holding you close as three heartbeats became one steady sound.

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needleanddead · 2 years

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hi!! can i have 🤥, 😭, 🍰, 🌺, 🍁, 🙉, 🎀, 🎁, ☁️, and💓 for lucas and teddy pretty please <33

hi!! 🤥, 😭, 🍰, 🌺, 🍁, 🙉, 🎁, 🎀, and 📦 for lucas and teddy please <33 (if this is too lengthy, just choose the ones you want to do!!)

fngbjknfg anon assuming you are the same person so i am putting them together for the few differences between them! below the cut for lengthy post~

🤥 LYING - are they good liars? do they have tells to show they're lying?

Lucas is not a good liar because he doesn't like doing it; he's a little awkward and stilted and gruff. Of course, he's like that most of the time too, so many people still don't catch on to it!

Teddy is a good liar; he's an actor, after all. He doesn't like lying either, but if the situation calls for it, you probably won't notice he's doing it.

😭 CRYING - what makes them cry? do they cry easily?

Lucas doesn't cry easily. He's very solid, very good at keeping his emotions off his face - even when he's extremely upset, he doesn't really turn to tears. The last time he cried it was because one of his chickens died.

Teddy does cry easily; he's the kind of guy who sees a really cute dog and is just in floods of tears because what a good boy. He's more likely to happy cry than to sad cry!

🍰 CAKE SLICE - favourite cake flavour? are they specific about types of cakes?

Lucas has a sweet tooth and will eat most things, but prefers plain old vanilla; he's kind of traditional in his tastes! Too many fancy additions will have him mistrustful of the recipe.

Teddy's favourite cake flavours are strawberry and funfetti! He likes things that are tooth-rottingly sweet. He's not that picky, though; he's a one man black hole who can and will eat anything that's put in front of him!

🌺 HIBISCUS - do they have any allergies?

Neither Teddy nor Lucas are allergic to anything! Hardy men.

🍁 MAPLE LEAF - what is their favourite season? why?

Lucas likes Spring. He likes seeing all of the leaves and flowers change and spring up; he likes seeing baby animals about the place, likes the opportunity in the air.

Teddy also likes Spring, because he likes the pastel colours and he also loves baby animals and flowers - but honestly, every season has its charms for him! Winter has the holidays, Summer gives him a chance to ogle men wearing very little, Autumn has cosy sweaters and has Halloween--

🙉 HEAR-NO-EVIL - what is the worse thing your oc could hear from someone?

For Lucas, hearing from his captive/beloved that they hate him and will never love him.

For Teddy, hearing from someone he's fond of and considers a friend that they do not really like him, that they're merely putting up with him because they can't figure out how to get rid of him.

🎁 PRESENT - what types of presents would they be most happy to receive? are they good at gift giving?

Lucas would honestly rather spend time with people he loves than receive gifts; he's not a particularly material-minded man. He's not good at giving gifts unless someone has said specifically what they want - if they've done that, his memory is good, and he'll remember. But if it's 'giving gifts off of his own back and choosing them with no help', he's not good at it.

Teddy is happy to receive any gifts, but he has a sentimental nature and loves stuffed animals and pink things and things that really 'match' him best of all - that is, if the gifts aren't practical, which he also deeply appreciates as he's so awful with money and can't always afford to replace the things he needs to! He's good at gift-giving, though his limited budget is often a problem. Many, many people receive stuffed animals as gifts from Teddy - but they are at least very well thought out ones!

🎀 RIBBON - how would they fit into other worlds / aus? what aus would you like to try out? what fictional world would they fit / not fit into?

Both of them are actually from other universes/ projects of mine, gently pushed into the 'murdersim' category! Lucas is from a post apocalyptic zombie universe in which he's the untrustworthy leader of a ragtag band of survivors (and very angry about it too), and Teddy is from an urban fantasy universe in which he's a fairly well-known paranormal vlogger who is really, really trying to get picked up by some kind of unnatural creature (and film it).

📦 PACKAGE - what are some "most likely to..." that can apply to them?

Lucas's high school definitely did this kind of thing; his yearbook, were it still to exist, probably has a picture of him and his childhood sweetheart under the 'cutest couple' category, and definitely they're 'most likely to get married first', 'have children first', etc!

Teddy's most likely to's are probably pretty obvious. Most likely to get murdered trying to get laid. Most likely to die in a very dumb way.

☁️ CLOUD - a soft headcanon

Lucas, when he gets too stressed and lonely, talks to his chickens about his day and occasionally responds to them as if they've spoken back to him.

Teddy can't sleep unless he's cuddling something. Usually, that's his partner; but when he's alone, it's some kind of stuffed animal.

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

Lucas is incredibly easy to do this to, if he likes you; let your hand brush against his, smile at him, choose actively to sit as close to him as possible. Just . . . showing that you like him is enough to make his heart start beating a tango in his chest.

Teddy sees someone hold a knife and gets all blushy and flustered. He watches someone beat someone up and doesn't know what to do. Somebody alludes to being able to throw a punch hard enough to knock him out and he's jelly. He's very simple!

#ask game #lucas tag #teddy tag

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itsmoonphobic · 3 years

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☁️ Clovers & Blades under the moonlit sky

A birthday gift for a special person that stumbled into my life a year and two months ago. We have been through alot together and they mean so much to me :) @raggedy-dxctor !! Cipher,I know that we have a love-hate relationship and that I'm way cooler than you but I'm still usin' my precious time to write you a lil story.

Happy birthday you dumb bitch,love you /p <3 [I will never forget how you compared George in a suit to Voiceoverpete and we randomly crashed eachothers dm's when I threatened to block you over it] Enjoy your 16th birthday to the fullest and I hope u have a blast with your family & friends <3

[Btw,I expect a birthday gift back /lh]

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There was a soft humming that filled the dimly lit space of the silent library. A gentle tune and soft words danced through the bookshelves,colorful covers of old written literature lined the royal yellow walls. Chestnut locks peaked over a pile of stacked books, short hair ruffled and a mess sprinkled with dust. Closing a newly discovered novel,Cipher curled their palms and rested them on their knees. The young librarian swiped across their forehead,a thin layer of sweat coating their smooth skin. They gazed up, ember colored eyes twinkling brighly gold in the early noon sun. The open ceiling window casted rays of glittering honey and stardust down on the large room. Cipher closed their eyes,inhaling slowly through their nose and stretching their arms above them.

Getting fully lost in thought and completely enjoying the comfy waves of warmth,Cipher hadn't even noticed the creaking of a opening door. Jumping lightly at a sudden touch on their shoulder, Cipher cursed quietly under their breath. There was a soft chuckle behind them as they placed a hand over their chest,a firm grip on the woven material of their apron. If it weren't for the extra pair of hands holding their upper body,Cipher was sure they would have fainted right then and there.

"It's just me dear,no need to get jumpy."

Recognizing the voice,Cipher instantly calmed down and relaxed their muscles. They smiled,a genuine and simple gesture. They threw their head back,pyrite eyes meeting emerald ones- the deep green color shined with pure,undeniable love and care. Giving Cipher's shoulders one last reassuring squeeze,the white haired avian let go. White and downy feathers draped themselves over their form,a large wing cradling them tenderly. Cipher glanced next to them,their eyes exposed with interest and curiosity. The older guild leader sat with them,knees brushing and quills shuffling while they desperately tried to find a cosy position.

Finally settling down,Goose kindly shot Cipher a petite tug of their lips. The human felt heat crawl up their cheeks,they always felt happy when Goose was around - they were pretty much the reason the guild even exists in the first place. It was always a sign of good luck when Goose would spend time with you alone,they were like an old book: Filled with endless stories and experiences. It never got boring with them,always knowing what and how to talk to each guild member - like they were their children. The familiar scent of lavender and fresh soil never failed to make Cipher feel at home,safe.

"Shouldn't you be upstairs celebrating?" The question caught Cipher off guard,eyes widening and back straightening. Giving up on trying to find a quick,bullshit answer that Goose would look through anyways,Cipher honestly shrugged. "Don't feel like it." Now it was time for Goose to be taken aback by the answer they just received. Normally Cipher wouldn't even think about leaving the citadel when there was a party,especially not their own 16th birthday one. Pushing back their silver rimmed glasses,Goose patiently waited for Cipher to get their scrambled thoughts back on track. Sometimes it was scary to see how well the avian could read their family,and so fast too.

"He didn't come did he?" Goose watched as Cipher played with the laces of their boots,untangling and tying them together. With a hung head and a frown decorating their thin lips,the librarian adverted their eyes to the other side - away from Goose. Letting their empathy get the best of them,Goose slowly but surely dragged them in for a hug with the help of their wings. Cipher couldn't do much,a protest against a hug from their caretaker was useless and they would only end up in a tighter embrace.

"No." Before Cipher could insult him,Goose interrupted: "You know how he is dear,always on the run and barely here." With a roll of their eyes and a annoyed huff,Cipher pushed themselves up from the floor - startling Goose.

"That's no fucking excuse Goose! I don't give a shit where he is most of the time or what he does - but the time I do care is on my fucking birthday!" Gripping their wild hazel locks and tugging at them harshly,Cipher stomped back and forth - their laces still freely being dragged across the floor.

"For once in my life I thought,I actually believed he had the heart to drop his ego act - but what do I get? This fucking shit,and that on my 16th birthday!" Goose's features softened,the keen ability to understand Cipher's feelings coming in handy. Observing how Cipher's breathing increased and how their eyes began to water - Goose debated on letting them ramble and let their emotions run free or to interrupt them and stop the bursting vulcano of anger and disappointment. Settling on the first choice,Goose continued to sit in silence and listen.

"Like seriously - are you seeing this shit Goose? I'm so fucking done with his selfish behavior!" Slumping down on a cussion filled rocking chair,Cipher curled up on themselves- arms coming to hug their knees closely to their chest. Goose eyed him carefully,mind racing on what they should do next. A single,stray tear escaped Cipher's eye and they swiftly wiped it away with the back of their hand. A silent,barely audible sniffle was picked up by Goose. Obviously the older leader expected this outcome,they knew about the complex yet meaningful friendship between the two, and him not showing up to Cipher's special day really bugged them aswell. They noted to have a serious and long talk with the assassin when he returned - and god knows when that will be.

Before Goose had the chance at a comfort attack and the invitation to a cup of tea by the greenhouses,the heavy door of the library opened up. Small hands gripped the side of the dark oak surface and a mop of curly,chocolate hair poked through. The small mage was accompanied by a blonde female that trailed after him with cautious steps. She glanced ahead,over the male's head and her eyes filled with confusion at the sight infront of her. She shared a look with her lover before letting him walk ahead of her into the library. Attentively closing the door behind her,Stella steadily made her way to Goose.

"What the hell happened?" With her rough and silvery voice Stella shot the question a little too abruptly - earning herself a smack on her arm. "Ow-!" Glaring at her partner,she apologized to Goose who gave her a dissaproving shake of their head. Near benevolently walked up to Cipher,crouching down to their level and giving them a soothing beam. Only getting a small huff as a reaction,Near turned back around - pulling at his bleached denim overalls: "Is everything okay with them Goose?" And for the second time that day,Goose gets cut off:

"You can ask that your son."

The last word was spat out rudely,clearly meaning to strike a chord in a aggressive way. Near gasped as Stella crossed her arms over her chest. She scoffed,rolling her eyes and swiping over her teeth with her tounge before retorting: "That little bitch only causes trouble around here,it's nothing ne-!" Again Near had smacked his lover,this time harder to get the point across that she had hurt him. "Don't talk that way about him,you know that all of this 'family' stuff is new to him - he is just misunderstood." This time it was Cipher that let out a scoff,the small sniffle indicating a runny nose echoed through the room.

"Misunderstood my ass - either he learns how to understand basic human nature or he can leave becouse I'm done with his bullshit."

"Cipher!" Goose scolded,giving them a disheartened look. They sighed deeply,massaging their forehead and pinching the bridge of their nose. "I-I don't understand, what exactly did he do to cause such a bad reaction from Cipher?" Near puzzled with genuine interest,a fear lacing the words. Grabbing him by the arm and pulling Near aside,Goose explained what had happend to the crystal loving mage. Slapping his hands over his mouth,Near glanced back at Cipher and Stella who was calming them down apologetically. "Oh dear - that's not very nice of him at all."

Goose nodded: "They didn't take it easy. I'm not suprised anymore that they aren't interested in participating at the celebration." Near seemed to be lost in thought,his index fingers and thumb tracing circles into his jaw and chin. A small giggle filled their ears and Goose's mood shot up after seeing Cipher happy again. Stella seemed all too proud of herself by making them smile,placing her hands on her hips and standing with her chest puffed up. Goose placed their hand back on Cipher's shoulder like they did earlier today when visiting them in the library. Taking their hand gently in their own and intervening them together,Goose pulled Cipher up. Smiling down at them and hovering their outstretched wings over their two forms. Nodding towards the door,Near and Stella guided Cipher towards the stairs up to the loud citadel filled with laughter, music and chattering.

"Thanks guys - I don't need Moon afterall to have fun tonight."

• ● • ● •

"It was a good decision to go upstairs again." Cipher smiled while carrying away the last of the ceramic plates from the dirty table. The whole thing was a mess - sticky and greasy from the variety of food and drinks that got demolished within seconds. They were feeling good about the final choice to join the rest of the guild in the citadel,that was decorated just in their honor,and enjoy some good ol' quality time together. Though,they must admit - they constantly kept throwing a sneaky glance at the open window on the highest spot,the one Moon always came swinging through. After their past together,Cipher had hoped Moon would keep his promise to not hurt them again but it looks like they were left disappointed and alone once again. Not allowing another wave od sadness to wash over them,Cipher concentrated on helping Dis and Mcpe clean up. Goose and Near had carried a drunk Stella to bed,both of them holding her hair while she threw up.

Cipher could only imagine where the rest of the guild went- they saw Caddie and Mono run outside earlier,probably sneaking out past their curfew now that Goose was distracted and occupied. Callie had their nose stuck in her book the whole party long,and Cipher couldn't blame them one bit. The two introverts usually find themselves sitting together in silence at the library,just relaxing and enjoying eachother's calming presence.

"I'm gonna get some shut-eye for tonight,night." Mcpe waved lazily while throwing a used cloth on one of the acacia stools surrounding the table. Dis picked up the dirty piece of fabric, soaking it up in the prepared rose water. Cipher placed their chin on their open palms,as they leaned their elbows on the kitchen counter top - watching as Dis cleaned the last of the mugs and glasses. Drying her hands,the short haired druid observed her friend with thoughtful attention. Cipher hadn't noticed the intense gaze burning holes into their head at first,only to meet a pair of slightly concerned,yet bemused,quartz colored orbs. Cipher chuckled nervously,the piercing look they were receiving made them shuffle.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that - creepy?"

Dis bursted out laughing at that,having to hold her stomach to refrain from stumbling over. Cipher had not gotten the memo why she randomly started breaking out into fits of ragged breaths and shallow wheezes - but here they were. Finally having stopped her unexpected laughing fit,Dis dramatically wiped at her eyes.

"You're upset he didn't come am I right?" Cipher twitched on the spot,not moving a single muscle as they looked away.

'Man I seriously need to start getting better at hiding my expressions.'

"So? I totally hit the bullseye-" Dis circled them,ducking down to meet their hidden features: "You know nobody blames you for being angry that he didn't show up right?" Cipher still hadn't answered and Dis started worrying they should have dropped the topic to begin with. Before she could apologize for making them talk about the uncomfortable topic,the librarian pushed past her lightly - making sure not to bump into her. Dis watched as they grabbed their hung coat,the fuzzy lynx fur on the hood brushing their rose tinted cheeks. There was a chill breeze outside and Dis figured they must be going for a walk,like Cipher usually did to clear their mind from unnecessary imaginations and thoughts.

"I'm going on a walk,I'll be back soon I promise - please don't worry about me like last time when you called Otie all the way over here Dis." The playfull remark was coated with faux annoyance, making Dis smile: "You got it," and before Cipher could leave through the half opened door,Dis added "be careful."

"I will."

• ● • ● •

The air outside was fresh,a cold late summer night wind picked at their exposed face and neck. Goosebumps slowly rose over their body,snuggling their face closer into the warm fur of their jacket. Cipher dug up what Dis asked them earlier before they left:

'You're upset he didn't come?'

They gritted their teeth,eyes tightly pressing together. Of course they were upset,they had every right in the whole entire world to be upset in a moment like this. Moon wasn't around alot in the first place,but missing out on his best friend's birthday? A shit move that made Cipher want to crawl in a whole and just stay there forever. They were at least hoping to get sent a present over a phantom or a letter with some sort of message,but nothing at all? Letting their emotions get the best of them,Cipher let their tears fall as they pleased - not caring that their hiccups and sniffles filled the quiet atmosphere of wild nature. The stars shone brightly tonight,like diamonds and broken ice sprayed on a indigo canvas - and like every night he was gone,there was a full moon.

Cipher didn't have the energy to look at it for too long,it reminded them too heavily of their asshole of a friend. As much as they knew how Moon was and how he acted around other people,it was hard to witness that cold facade still being there on such a special and meaningful day in Cipher's life. Turbulent clouds swirled in the sky,tiny balls of light danced on invisible strings of fog.

Cipher stopped in their tracks. They arrived at their destination, a place where they could shut off and just gaze up at the endless wonders of the night sky. It was the time of the year where it was the most pleasant to visit the old ruins. Wisterias bloomed on every corner,the vibrant purple shades brought life and joy to the dull and old gray stone. They climed up the broken cobble walls, sitting at the edge and letging their feet dangle from the ledge. They leaned forward,eyes closing gently this time - letting the welcoming breeze hit their face.

The distant flapping of wings made Cipher's hairs stand up. Goose doesn't know about this place - they couldn't have possibly found them here.

Ah.

Cipher heard something,or better said someone,hit the ground. The rattling of hollow bones being dragged across bricks,fuzzy leather shambling together. They should have moved away,should have screamed in his face and tell him how absolutely shit he made them feel - but they didn't. Instead Cipher continued to sit on the cold concrete,small pettles of lilac and periwinkle falling in their hair and gliding through the air. They watched him from the corner of their eye as he nonchalantly sat down next to them,his piercing blue eyes never once meeting their golden ones. Cipher didn't know what it was,the pure self confidence and control of his emotions or the sheer stupidity and ignorance towards other people around him.

Cipher watched as Moon rested his boney wings on his back, the dark blue leather illuminating under the moonlight. He swayed his tail behind him carefree,not caring about the fragile bones scraping against the rough surface. He really was an idiot. Cipher didn't say anything,they were afraid if they did start talking it wouldn't stop. The last thing they wanted was to start crying and whimpering like a mess infront of him. The exposed spine on his back used to freak Cipher out,but now he just wants to snap it in half like a twig. They were upset and it was completely justified.

No words were shared,until Cipher felt a new weight in their lap. Quickly darting their eyes between the hybrid next to them and the neatly wrapped package on their thighs,Cipher's eyes widened. They saw how Moon's gloved hand fidgeted with one of his knives: his favorite knife,Simon. Twirling it around in his hands like it was a children's toy,and basically that's what it resemble to the winged assasin. They hesitantly pulled at the black lace, taking apart the neatly tied bow on top of the package. The wrapper itself was plain brown,a coffee stained paper that smelled like cold air and pine. Classic Moon.

They shot him one last look,only to see him staring ahead of him, not a thought behind his glowing eyes. Cipher continued to unwrap the secured belongings in the bundle.

Oh. Wow.

Inside was a dagger. Beautifully crafted and designed. A silver blade shone brightly,curved edges smooth and sharp - Cipher glided their fingers along it only to feel Moon's hand remove it from the sharp corners. They looked at him,all previous anger towards his dissapearing on their birthday gone. Moon only smirked,sharp jawline moving as he cracked his teeth. Cipher carried on with admiring the stunning piece of metal. It was absolutely perfect,the handle was comfortable and the weapon itself was light in their palm. They switched it from one hand to the other,casually throwing it from side to side - not failing to miss the way Moon would twitch when it nearly fell out of their grip.

Ingraved leaves,clovers and vines - peridot and moonstone magically glistering under the stars. It looked mesmerizing. Something small,a petite and cursive lettering running across the bottom line of the blade.

Cipher ☘︎

Before they could properly inquire him about it and thank him,aswell as scold him for missing the celebration - the spot next to them was empty. It never fails to amaze me how he does it - that sneaky little bastard.

Cipher couldn't stop looking at it from every different and possible angle,it was simply too pretty - and the thought that Moon did it himself made them smile. They couldn't stay mad at their best friend if this was the reason he missed out on their party back at the guild. This truly was the highlight of Cipher's birthday. As they were about to throw away the packaging,something else caught their eye. A small note crumbled and folded together. Furrowing their eyebrows in confusion,Cipher gently opened it:

Hi loser,

Sorry I missed your party.

Happy birthday :)

-Moon

P.s - you better like your gift becouse it was made by yours truly ;)

• ● • ● •

When they returned to the guild,Cipher was exhausted. Their feet were burning and basically swollen from the long walk - not to mention the climbing. Expecting to be the last one awake at this time of hour was a mistake,Goose was sitting at the citadel's living area by the campfire - a mug of hot liquid as given away by the curling steam in their hand. A smile tugged at the corners of their lips when they saw Cipher enter the room and fall onto one of the many sofas.

"Want me to bring you some honeycomb and warm milk?" Goose questioned as they took a sip from their tea. Cipher only silently nodded,their face pressed into a cushion - earning themselves a snicker from the elder avian. "I'll be right back you sleepyhead."

Not having any energy left for a snarky remark,Cipher slowly sat up. Rubbing at their face tiredly and messing up their hair further. Goose came back with a plate of gooey honey and delicious milk. There was a lemon tart on a second plate and a single piece of birthday cake from the party before. Cipher only watched in confused interest as Goose placed down the honey and milk infront of them,taking the other plate somewhere else.

As Goose started climbing up the ladders to the highpoint window,Cipher picked everything up. The guild leader placed down the porcelain plate,not before opening the window. They came back down,sitting back in their usual seat. Goose shot Cipher a wink,gesturing with their head towards the window they just visisted.

"I had to leave some for him too,he's family after all."

And once again Cipher was both amazed and annoyed at the phantom hybrid. Becouse when they looked at the plate:

It was empty.

• ● • ● •

:) I hope you enjoyed this little [actually pretty long] story! I wasn't sure about alot of things and it was hard to not make myself the main character for once,but here we are! /lh

Jokes aside: I wish you a wonderful 16th birthday,one day closer to becoming a official boomer - so proud rn ;) ANYWAYS: I'm so proud of you and you mean alot to me,we have left the past behind us and I'm so happy we stayed close [even became closer] <3 /p

P.s I'm way cooler than you but its your b-day ig /lh

[I'm so fuckin' sorry that everyone is out of character in this whole ass au but I'm still very proud of how it came out!]

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