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short-black-diamond · 9 months
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Okaokay! What if we flip the situation kinda >:)
So like Sahed has secret crush on reader and reader is like confident and flirts with him however rather than a clap back like he does with Julia he just goes quiet (cuz he’s flustered tehee) so this makes reader jealous of Julia cause they think he doesn’t like them back .·°՞(≧□≦)՞°·.
Blah blah blah reader surprisingly kisses Sahed and he’s all flustered blushing mess happy ending
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Warnings: jealous reader, reader makes explicit remarks, flustered Sahed, and Rainah is our beloved wingwoman again
Word count: 2.1 k
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Cursed lips
"Tell me Sahed..", you spoke when you sat yourself next to the three eyes, and he immediately blushed. You guys were eating dinner, and Sahed ate at a lone corner, so what better way option would you have than to plop down next to him and flirt with him?
"how come you always look so perfect?", you asked, watching his reaction with a sly grin. It was routine by now that Sahed would blush furiously, he would say no syllable back though. He only ate his food in silence.
You huffed, taking a more daring approach. "You know, you are just like a maths book," and out of the corner of your eyes, you saw the Ah'kon momentarily stop shoving spaghetti in his mouth.
'Got him this time!', you thought as you finished your sentence. "Whenever I open that particular book, I just groan and say-"
Sahed quickly stood up and left. "Hmpf! Didn't even get to finish my sentence...", you muttered, as you watched him leave the cafeteria with a hand on your ching and an annoyed expression.
...
You didn't understand Sahed. You knew him, his past, why he was the way he was, but not how he couldn't even talk back to you.
However, it was a whole other story with Julia, one of the newcomers. Whenever she was around, Sahed cracked jokes left and right, pulled some pranks on her, and... flirted with her very often.
It made you feel like a fool, running after him all these years. Sometimes, Sahed made you think he actually liked you, but before you could be sure about that, he backed away, saying stuff like "I was just joking!", "Did you really believe that?" ...and the worst: "C'mon, we're friends!"
yeah, he made you feel like a lovesick fool, and you hated yourself for not being able to stop your heart to beat for him. You hated feeling invincible whenever he was near, like you could achieve anything in this world.
But, you were not one to back down, no. You'd spoil him rotten, court him, gift him flowers, write him poems, and praise and compliment and flirt with him until the day he'd tell you to stop or reject you.
You were ____ ______, for god's sake!
You'll make Sahed yours!
If only your confidencs would restore faster after each time you see Sahed flirting with Julia. You wished he'd tell you how he felt, but you were always met with silence on the other end, and it knawed at you.
it felt disgusting.
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Sahed was having a nervous breakdown, his elbows on his table and his face buried in his face as he groaned loudly .Kamille drew a new design for Rainah and Rainah only stroked Sahed's back in comfort.
"And then she said, "Whenever I open that particular book, I just groan and say-" and that's then I left!", Sahed cried in an exasperated tone as he looked at his sister with a very flustered expression, his face being redder than a tomato and Rainah only laughed.
"Oh my, she must be pulling all the stops now. But I do feel pity for ____. Sahed, you can't just not answer when she talks to you. You'll only hurt her feelings, you know?", she spoke when Sahed looked at her with drooped eyes and a sad frown.
"I-I know, Rainah, and I'm trying! I actually sat up early this morning, just to rehearse what I want to say to her, but when I look at her, or when I hear her voice...", he whined as he rubbed his eyes in frustration.
Rainah only sighed tiredly. "What if you just write her something, instead of trying to speak?", Kamille's voice rang softly, and Sahed raised his head.
"That's...actually a pretty good idea...!", Rainah praised, and kamille smiled bashfully as she looked down at her designs with a blush.
Sahed searched for papers, not the scattered and drawn-on ones. He finally found a lone paper and scrambled around for a pen with ink. Once he found one, he wrote whatever came to mind. He wrote for a solid two minutes, his eyes furrowed in concentration, and the room was filled with Kamille's gentle stroke of her pen against her skecthes, and Sahed's rough handwriting, his wrist flicking after every tenth word.
Then he abruptly stopped. "No. that's not right.", he criticised his work, and fisted the paper in his hand. rainah raised an eyebrow after he threw it to the ground -it missed the bin- and looked for a new paper.
She picked it up and read what was inside, and she gasped.
Dear ____, Not a day, an hour, a minute, or even a second goes by where I'm not thinking of you. Hell, I even see you in my dreams. You always have on that beautiful pink dress on...it really suits you, and I can't help but fall for you every time you bless me in that other world. In my dreams, I am not a cowerd who can't even answer you, no. In my dreams, I am responding to every of your words. I am also flirting with you, looking at you the way you look at me, and even holding, and kissing your delicate, petite hands. If only I could do it too when I am not in the dreamland. If only I could tell you how much you mean to me, how much I crave your attention, how I want you to keep flirting with me, even when I can't always take it, should I faint, is it beccause of the overdose of love you've showered me with. I wish I could speak to you, but I can't and I can't help but think I am cursed. I simply cannot speak when I'm around you. Whenever I look into those beautiful orbs of yours, or smell your perfume, my voice leaves and I am just--standing there like an idiot! Your words make me feel so much better about myself than I'd like to admit. Every word you say, every compliment, every praise, I wish to give right back at you, but I always find myself tongue-tied, & my throat suddenly has a toad in it. I wish I could tell you how I feel and
And that's where he stopped. Rainah looked at her brother, who was looking at the drawn on papers, scratching his head in thought, most likely trying to figure out where his newly purchased ones went.
Without telling him a word, Rainah left the room.
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"What?! You're joking, right??", Julia's response came to your question and she was laughing her butt off.
you only stared at her laughing with a saw frown etched on your face. "I'm serious, you know...?", you muttered when you saw her gasping for air.
It couldn't be that asking her if she liked Sahed would be the funniest thing she'd ever heard, but oh well.
"Sor...sorry...phew!...ehehheheheee~...!", Julia laughed while trying to catch her breath. "It's just, I am not the one who likes Sahed, or the one who Sahed likes." "Huh?"
"Listen, ____. I may seem close to that guy, but there's nothing but cameraderie between us.", Julia started, a sympathetic smile on her face. You looked at her with hesitation. "...Really?"
"Really. And I'm surprised that you're actually asking me this when Sahed only has heart eyes for you-"
"____! ____! I need to give you something!", Rainah yelled when she finally spotted you. You look at her confused, having Julia's words not processed yet.
"Woah, Rainah, what happened to you?", Julia asked, and rainah only gave you Sahed's paper. "..here...!", she panted.
"Had to give you this before Sahed gets me! Byeee!", she exclaimed, before dashing away.
Julia put a hand on your shoulder. "I have some business to attend to, okay? Bye."
And gone was she. Now, as you were alone, you read what was written on it. You gasped in shock.
Each sentence made you heart flutter, your eyes widen, and your love for your crush grow.
...
Sahed sighed. He was getting nowhere with this. Kamille had left to go to the sewer with her sketches, and Rainah left to god-knows-where.
He looked at the dozens of love letters on the ground he wrote as soon as he got his hands on the new paper. He used every single one of them, then he rumpled every single one.
He'd never write a good confession, let alone love letter. However, a knock at his door made him halt in his thoughts, and he opened the door. You stood there, with his first paper in hand.
"May I step in?", you asked gently, and Sahed got red. Without a word, he stepped to the side. You saw the papers on the ground, which were as rumpled as the one in your hand.
"May I look at the other papers?", you looked at him. He looked to the side, and nodded. 'no, no, nononononono...! She's going to read all my papers..!', he thought as he watched you crouch down to the ground to open the crumpled papers on the ground.
You opened the first one, and it left you in shock.
My wonderful lady ____, you have no idea how much I am infuriated with you. Every second next to you feels like heaven, but it ends in a second. I cannot fathom when I started harbouring these feelings, but I know that I cannot stop them, nor do I want to. I enjoy your company, and I wish I would answer you, if it weren't for those ... cursed lips of mine. Whenever I find myself near you, my heartbeat speeds up as if I'd be running a marathon, my hands grow sweaty when I think about holding the ones you have, and I can't utter a single word to you. Whenever you talk to me, whether it be joking, a normal conversation, or you flirting with me, I always find myself at a loss for words. It's like I have lost my tongue, or every language I am capable of speaking is wiped from my brain.
I think it is because I have fallen in love with you, _____, for I can't imagine the sun rising without your presence. I can't imagine going on stage in front of all these people to show my tricks when you're not near, because all these people are only fragments of my past, whereas you are a constant flowing stream in my blood, which rests in my veins and goes into my heart.
I... I love you so much that I can't even speak around you, and I always become a mute fool in your presence. I can't help but grow shy when you're right there, with your glowing aura, your wonderful hair, your charming eyes, and your beautiful smile.
And that was it. The paper anded here. Sahed watched you open and read every single letter from the floor as he grew tense. He was standing behind you at the door, and scratched his head, his blush still evident as he was close to fainting. He sat down on a stool. He watched your body language from behind.
You were just...sitting there, a straight posture, your feet underneat your butt as you sat on your knees and shins, and you occasionally rised a little to take another letter which was a bit further away from you.
No, Sahed couldn't read your body from behind.
He slowly stood up and collected the balls of paper you didn't read yet and gave you one each time you finished reading the last. It took you one hour to finish reading all the letters, and you were grinning from ear to ear. "So...that's how you've been thinking of me...?"
Sahed nodded, his legs being formed criss-cross-applesauce, and he sat next to you. He nodded shyly, his eyes being cast downwards.
"Well...you certainly have a way with words, Sahed. Also...it was really romantic, how you just wrote it all down. I'm flattered from your letters."
Sahed gulped. 'Okay, now or never!'
He took a deep breath as he looked at you with a flustered determined expression. "____, I love you-mmh!"
Yeah, you kissed him. Your one of your hands was on his cheek, the other one on his shoulder. You were facing him with your body as you kissed him, and Sahed's head was just turned down and to your direction.
After you parted, Sahed shyly gave you a little peck on your lips, and smiled sheepishly. "I love you too, Sahed.", you said when you spread your kisses all over his face.
Sahed smiled as he sighed into your affections.
Maybe being not able to talk to you was not so bad.
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speckle-the-crow · 9 months
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ANOTHER WIN FOR THE SAHEJUL NATION
Some Sahejul moments from Episode 32 below!! Also, my Tumblr is going to be flooded for the next day or so 😂 just a heads up
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OH MY GOD THIS EPISODE WAS GOLDEN.
Sahed being chill af about it? Amazing. Julia freaking out and being flustered? Awesome. The small blush on Sahed's face when he thanked Julia? And Julia's face 10x more flustered? HOLY CRAP IM CRYING Also I just adore Julia in Saheds clothing still, never getting over it.
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jehilew · 7 months
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Another teaser, another fandom
So, I'm clearly on some bullshit today, because here you go, fellow Sahejul shippers! As always, even though I adore the canon content, I'm constitutionally incapable of being entirely compliant; I'm pretending she hasn't confronted him about his supposed role in her pact, nor has she really gotten mad at him yet.
And, he’s got a bone to pick with that little shit, anyway.
Grinning to himself, he brushes his teeth, grabs his silk robe, and rakes fingers through his hair before quitting the wagon.
He makes his way across the courtyard, keeping to the sides and out of sight and mind. It doesn’t take him long to confirm that the room will be empty; Plip and Plop, he spots by Finn, Dottie, and Bob. Julia, he spots over by—
“Tonny! I’ve decided I’ll perform in the circus,” she squawks at the ringmaster from across the yard, her pretty little face flushed, and Sahed swears he can see her large, blue eyes spitting with temper even from his distance. “But only with you. The knife thing. You and me!”
Tonny jackknives ramrod straight at her approach, and Sahed could also swear he sees the clown’s knees knocking and a puddle forming at his feet.
He snorts in some amazement. For all that the Kalgratti girl is fun-sized, she has a deviled temperament even bigger than Tonny’s bitch-made guilt complex. Tonny’s got it hard for the girl, but he’s a pussy. She’s a whole goddamn tornado in a skin suit, she’d leave him in tatters within minutes.
Should she ever fully aim that temper at him, he can’t say that it wouldn’t turn him on. It’s a little fucked up, because she’s a brain-washed daughter of a tenacious cult, racist clear down to her pretty little toes, and very painfully black-and-white where shades of gray definitely reign supreme.
Alas, he’d never tell anyone he wasn’t a little fucked in the head; he might not tell the truth plainly, but he doesn’t like to lie, not even to himself.
All of which makes his little shenanigan today even sweeter. He’s going to poke at the girl, spin the wheels in that intelligent brain of hers, piss her off, fluster the shit out of her, and turn her all the way on. And in turn, he’s going to find out how the hell she wound up here on a dark pact taken on a way darker turn, and how he can use that.
And then he’s probably going to wind up going home and getting pretty familiar with his hand, and it’s probably going to send his eyes rolling up in the back of his head and his toes curled up so hard, he gets a cramp in his foot.
Fantasies are fun, most especially the ones he shouldn’t be having.
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namig42 · 3 months
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Velora's Backstory
So, Velora, my sweet, tortured cleric with lots of trauma.
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How did she end up with all that baggage? WELL.
Velora was a half elf born to two parents that had not intended on having any children. Both her parents belonged to the church of Selune and were devout in their service to their goddess. They didn't pay Velora much mind until the day they discovered that Velora was a child prodigy of magic. She discovered her prowess for magic at a very young age and eventually studied under her father, who was a cleric as well. She always tended to lean towards her father since he took more responsibility in his role as a parent, though he was not always well suited for the role. At the very least, she could receive attention and praise from her family, especially her mother, when she excelled in her studies and service to the church.
As Velora got older, she was considered unremarkable by all outside of her magic. She was not considered beautiful or interesting, but at least had a skill that was useful. It took a toll on her self-image, and so, at the age of 20, she decided to leave her home in order to search the world for her place in it, and hopefully find something to love about herself along the way besides what she could do for others.
Eventually, she found her way to a small mountain pass village called Rocco's Pass. It was a mining town that also served as a common travel hub for adventurers who were planning on passing through the mountains on their jounrney to the large city of Toarmino. The village made of all sorts of races and characters had no town doctor, and so Velora thought that she could start a practice and make a name for herself here on her own terms.
She ended up becoming well known around the town and appreciated for her contribution to the community, but she still suffered from the same issues she did back home. She was a valuable member of the community, but if she wasn't healing or helping people, no one seemed interested in spending time with her. No one showed her affection or kindness unless they needed something from her, and so Velora still dreamed of the day someone would see her for something besides her services. Perhaps someone would look at her and call her beautiful, or hear a story from her childhood and tell her how interesting or clever she was. She wanted someone to recognize a part of her that no one else seemed able to see.
Then, one day, a tall, handsome dragonborn made his way to the town. He was gold with grey eyes that flickered with flame. He had made his way to Velora's clinic with a scrape on his arm, asking for her assistance. Velora was fascinated by the man, never seeing a dragonborn before in the flesh, and even more fascinated by the way he stared at her. She asked him if there was something on her face, and he told her that there was nothing, he was simply appreciating how lovely her eyes were. Velora blushed, never hearing a compliment like that in her life, and stumbled with the rest of the interaction, now flustered by the charismatic man. When they exchanged names, she learned that the dragonborn was called Sahed. A charming name for a stunning creature.
Soon he left, only to come back the next day with another scrape on his hand. Then again the next day with a scrape on his elbow. For a week, the dragon came back each day with some minor ailment, asking for Velora's assistance, and each time he came, he also asked about her interests and history. Velora began to look forward to these visits. It was a dream come true for her. Someone beautiful and fascinating was actually interested in her, so much so that they kept making excuses to see her. She began to imagine dreams where he swept her off her feet, feeding into all the girlish fantasies she never dared herself to hope for.
Then one day, a few weeks later, Sahed came to her clinic and proposed to Velora the idea of running away together, starting a new life somewhere with just the two of them, together. He declared his undying love for her, and Velora, caught up in the moment, didn't even stop to think before agreeing to his impulsive plan. She grabbed what she could fit into a small pack before taking his hand and leaving her clinic behind.
They entered the mountain pass, trekking for a full day before Sahed pointed out an odd plume of steam to her just around a bend. He led her towards the steam to find a whole valley of hot springs. Small pools covered the whole cliffside, and in the center of the small valley against a sheer cliff face was an old log cabin, abandoned and swollen from the steam of the springs.
"What if we made a life here?" Sahed asked, proposing a home, a family, whatever Velora wanted. She was so swept up in the romance of it all that she nodded and followed Sahed into their new home. The inside of the cabin was desolate, but the structure of the building had a great deal of potential. The upstairs held some old beds, the main floor was spacious, though devoid of any furniture, and there was a cellar door that led to a large basement made entirely of stone. One wall in this basement though was missing, leading to a glowing cave filled with steam.
Sahed pulled Velora towards the cave, telling her that whatever was glowing shined the same shade of blue as her eyes did. She followed his lead, eventually making their way into a cavern that held more hot springs and an assortment of glowing blue crystals. He pulled her close when they reached a clear patch of stone in the cave, and kissed her in the steam. It was her first ever kiss, and gods was it magical.
That was until she felt something cold clamp around her wrist. Her eyes snapped open and she looked to her left hand, which was now bound by some metallic cuff. Before she knew it, her other hand was bound as well. "Sahed...?" she asked, in a state of confusion. Sahed stepped away, all affection that seemed so potent just a moment ago gone in an instant.
He stepped away without a word, moving around the space and mumbling some spell that put up a glowing, purple barrier around the area. Velora pulled at the cuffs, realizing that they were chained to the ground. The chains seemed to be glowing a faint blue color. She felt a strange sensation of her magic being drained, though that couldn't be right. "What is this...?" she asked Sahed, beginning to panic. Sahed ignored her though, moving about the cave without a care as he seemed to be making preparations of some sort. It wasn't until Velora screamed his name that he sighed and looked at her. Any care or kindness in those fiery eyes was gone now. The look he gave her was one that he would've given an insect that happened to crawl onto his boot.
He told her that he needed a source of magic to power a project of his, and Velora's magic was potent enough to be the perfect source. Her powers would be used to enchant these springs, giving him a place to rest and recoup in between his other exploits. "Not to worry though, you won't have your entire life force taken from you. That's what this barrier is here for. It shall keep you alive just enough, so you have no need to worry about dying down here." He began to exit the cave, leaving Velora with one last statement. "Sorry it wasn’t meant to be, love. You were never anything special, so be glad to know that at least you can serve me like this for the rest of your eternity.”
With that, Sahed exited the cave through the basement entrance and cast an illusion spell that blocked off the cave from prying eyes, leaving Velora trapped, screaming, in a never-ending nightmare.
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And that is how Velora found herself trapped until a wandering group of adventurers stumbled upon her decades later. Hope y'all enjoyed that!
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short-black-diamond · 9 months
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AH! You never fail to impress me with your writing
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Honestly i feel like a nuisance with all the asks i had been sending, but please remember not to rush and just write when you want (´⌣`ʃƪ)
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