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Endurance
Rating: General
Pairing: Noelle & Zhongli, Barbara/Noelle (implied), Zhongli & Venti
Summary: Zhongli visits Mondstadt, making a new friend in the process.
“Well if it isn’t my friend from the land of Liyue,” Venti strummed his lyre with a cheeky grin, “what brings you to Mondstadt from so far away?”
Zhongli let out a dry chuckle, “it is good to see you my friend. I believe you are going by the name Venti these days?”
His lyre disappeared with a wave of his hand. “I am, and for you?”
“Just Zhongli if you please. I believe you are acquainted with Lumine?” At Venti’s nod he continued. “She had asked me to accompany her on some of her travels. And since I find myself with a rather large surplus of spare time I decided to join her.”
“And so you’ve come to Mondstadt.”
“Indeed. Is it so strange?”
“I suppose not. Would you like a tour? Perhaps some lunch or maybe you’d like to try some of Mondstadt’s famous wines?”
“I have seen how much you drink, I am not sure wine is such a good idea this early in the day.”
“You’re no fun-oh!” The bard nearly took a tumble as he walked into someone.
“I’ve got you!” Noelle reached out for Barbara and Venti without a second thought, keeping both on their feet with ease. Venti seemed particularly delighted by the circumstances for some reason, while Zhongli was embarrassed over his friend’s lack of attention.
“Careless.” He grumbled at Venti before turning to the two young women. “I must apologize for the bard, are either of you hurt?”
“We’re quite alright, thank you.” Noelle gave a brief curtsy before turning to her friend.
“I’m okay thanks! Hello Venti, it’s been a while!” Barbara was a bit wary of the bard, but had a certain amount of professional respect for him from one musician to another.
Venti bowed and gave them his most charming smile. “My apologies to both you maidens fair, what brings you out into the sun and fresh air?”
“We were planning to get lunch at Good Hunter, but Noelle had to run some errands first.”
“Of course, ever the dutiful maid. But where are my manners?” He ignored Zhongli’s rather pointed cough. “Ladies, this is Zhongli, an old friend of mine from Liyue.” He laughed quickly at his own joke. “Zhongli, this is Barbara, the Deaconess of the Church of Favonius and the Idol of Mondstadt.”
“Idol?”
“She is perhaps the only Idol in all of Teyvat, which is to say she puts on performances where she sings and dances, and it’s wonderful! And here we have the hardest working woman in Mondstadt, Noelle! Currently an irreplaceable, well, maid hardly seems fair, but she is without a doubt, a future Knight of Favonius.”
Noelle blushed. “Thank you for saying so, Venti, but I’m simply doing my duty.”
Barbara stood with her hands on her hips. “No-ELLE we talked about this! You work hard and you deserve recognition for it!”
Noelle jumped at the sudden admonishment, while Venti laughed and the women continued talking. Zhongli waited on the side and took in the scene. His Gnosis had been gone for only a short time, but he still couldn’t resist the urge to stand back and observe people. Then Noelle turned her back to him, he caught a flash of rich gold.
She carried a Geo vision, in Monstadt of all places. Now he was intrigued.
Venti flitted around the women, light on his feet, stepping from one to the other as their spirited discussion continued. Just as the winds come from more than one direction, his attention can be in many places at once.
“Noelle my dear, your hard work is underappreciated, and a knighthood for you is overdue to be created.” Venti bowed to them both. “Now I do have a favor to ask of our darling Deaconess but only if it won’t cause you any stress. Could I trouble you for a bit? I won’t be long. I would love your feedback on an unfinished song.”
Barbara’s hand pressed against her chest, the surprise clear on her face. “M-me? You’d like help from me? But I’m no one-”
“Uh uh uh, none of that my dear, as I believe it was you who made it clear. Just as Noelle must accept the praise of an errant bard and friend, then so too should you. Your lyrics are divine, if I may say, and as of late my own haven’t held the same sway.” He winked at her.
“Noelle, would it be okay if I went with Venti for a bit?”
“Of course! I can get my errands done in no time and then perhaps we can get lunch?”
“It’s a deal!”
“If you would like, I would be glad to accompany you. It has been some time since I have been to the City of Freedom and I could do with a bit of a walk.”
“That would be lovely, thank you. Any friend of Venti’s is a friend of mine.” Noelle curtsied more formally this time.
Zhongli offered her his arm, “shall we begin?”
“As you wish!”
- - -
Their conversation started with the usual small talk, but after a short lull, Zhongli spoke up. “I’ve noticed you have a Geo Vision.”
“Yes. It was rather unexpected.”
“Oh?”
She knew it would hardly be appropriate or kind to disparage Geo Visions in the presence of someone from Liyue who also wielded a Geo Vision. And yet, while there was something about her companion that she couldn’t quite put her finger on, Noelle still felt like she could speak her heart, and trust him to listen without judgement.
“It’s just…Geo is the opposite of Anemo. And for a Knight of Favonius, it seems so out of place. I’ve been, well, I’m still not a Knight, however much I try. Perhaps it’s not meant to be.”
He could hear the disappointment in her voice, but he knew it was with herself, and not her Vision. “Monstadt is the City of Freedom, and more welcoming to outlanders than any of the other nations. Anemo is also the element of freedom, but the very nature of it is to bring change.”
“Change? I’m not sure I understand.” Noelle’s brow furrowed in concentration.
“Change is of course a mutable state just like the wind. And it could be said that the mere presence of steadyfast Geo energy is nothing if not a change in the face of constantly shifting and moving Anemo. The wind may continue to blow, but at some point, one must put their feet on the ground.”
Their discussion paused while they stopped at Mondstadt General Goods and a pattern soon presented itself. Blanche, Marjorie, Wagner and even Sara sought Noelle’s advice or guidance in some way, even though that wasn’t the nature of her visit, if she was visiting at all. As soon as Blanche had packaged her groceries, Sara waved Noelle over to try a recipe she was developing, Blanche and Marjorie needed product recommendations, and Wagner wanted Noelle to test the balance of a new claymore design.
The cool morning light had shifted into the brilliant sunshine of midday as the pair slowly made their way back to Good Hunter.
“Mr. Zhongli?”
“Just Zhongli is fine.”
“Zhongli, you mentioned earlier that the presence of Geo is a change, but what if it’s not a good change?” Her face clouded over with worry.
He let out a soft but not unkind laugh. “Over the course of this morning, I’ve seen how people value your input and contributions. You are a steady presence, and to have someone so reliable and true in your life is a gift.”
She blushed and looked down. “I hadn’t thought about it that way.”
“Perhaps it is because Liyue is the land of contracts, but I’ve always thought of a Vision as a kind of contract.” His voice had dropped slightly, and the kindly timbre had taken on a more serious edge. “Give and take is required, and for all the power a Vision provides, so too must you accept the responsibility it has given you.”
He gave what he hoped was a reassuring smile. “All of that is to say, the fact that you have a Vision, and a Geo Vision no less, only further demonstrates your commitment to your goals and ideals. I have no doubt that you will make an excellent knight, or perhaps even a Grandmaster someday?”
Noelle giggled. “Now you’re just making fun.” But the gratitude was clear on her face.
Zhongli gave her an expression of utmost sincerity but Venti cut him off before he could reply.
“Nonsense, Zhongli is the least fun person I’ve ever met, at a party he’s like a blanket that’s gotten all wet.”
“I’m sure that’s not true!” Barbara chimed in from behind him. “Hello Zhongli and Noelle! Were you able to get your errands done?”
“Oh yes! Zhongli was quite helpful.” She gave him a genuine smile. “Thank you for the company and the conversation, would you both like to join us for lunch?”
“It was my pleasure, but I think we shall have to pass. Venti and I have a previous engagement.”
“Well, if you change your mind, you can find me at the Knights of Favonius headquarters, although I may be quite busy with my training and work.” She gave him a determined smile.
“I will miss your company, but I am sure we will cross paths again. Good day ladies.”
Venti watched them leave before turning to his companion. Before he could say anything Zhongli held up his hand. “Are you satisfied?”
“Whatever do you mean?”
“You are perhaps the least subtle being I have ever encountered.”
Venti chuckled, his expression shifting from an energetic bard to something older, more sly. “Fair enough. Gnosis or not, Barbara is so earnest in her prayers, the wind still carries them my way.”
“Interesting. I do still hear rumblings in the earth as well.”
“I’m surprised she has a Hydro Vision as the darling little Deaconess has a heart of pure gold, and prays for so many. It’s touching, if frustrating given how little I can do. But she’s prayed for Noelle more times than I can count.”
“I am not sure how much I can help with her becoming a knight.”
“She does pray for that, although to be fair, she would have much more luck if she simply talked to her sister, the Acting Grand Master.” Zhongli raised an eyebrow but nodded at him to continue. “But more often than not she prays for her friend to see her own worth.”
“She does not know who I really am.”
“I don’t think she needs to, whatever you said was enough, surely you could see that?”
“I believe so, but it does seem rather meddlesome for you.”
“Hardly. The wind may fill a ship’s sails, but it’s up to the captain to steer the ship to its destination, now about this previous engagement you mentioned?”
“I expected you would have too much to drink at lunch, setting a disgraceful example for those lovely women.” He continued walking. “If you must drink, I shall accompany you.”
“Ya-hoo! That means you’re paying right?”
“Ah, I seem to have misplaced my wallet.”
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New York Romantic .6
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a/n: Hi everyone, thanks again for your patience! This chapter is a little shorter and there's not as much dialogue as there is a lot of dancing. I had a lot of fun researching some of the dances for the Nutcracker ballet, and while I hoped to have this chapter up by Christmas, March 1st isn't so bad either 😅
pairing: Tom Blyth x ballerina!oc
summary: tom attends noelle's recital
word count: 2,759
taglist: @watercolorskyy @carolanns-world @alana4610
Tom wasn't so sure how he found himself sitting across from Noelle's family at a local breakfast eatery, somewhere along his morning Franca had insisted that he come along. And it went without saying that he was grateful for the meal, it had been a while since Tom had the privilege of eating out while on his student budget.
Maurice was an investment banker who worked for a smaller banking branch in Maine, tall with a shiny bald head, a seasoned gentleman of respectable stature with deep smile lines and wise eyes. Meanwhile Franca was an architect, a lavish yet simply dressed woman with long auburn hair, and freckles were scattered across her cheeks and nose. Chiara was a couple years younger then Noelle, her curly hair was much more reminiscent of her mother's but it was easy to draw facial comparisons between the cousins. She was a senior at some fancy private school, and whatever was on her phone proved to be much more interesting then conversation with the table crowd.
"So, Tom," Maurice looked to him as he stirred his tea, "Have you always wanted to get into show business?" he asked.
"Not at first," Tom replied, "I wasn't quite sure what I wanted to do at first, but my mum signed me up for some drama classes and my father worked in the film industry, so it all just kind of fell into place,"
"And where'd you grow up in England?" Franca asked, resting her chin on her locked fingers.
"York,"
"Oh, lovely! It's just North of Leeds, yes?"
"That's right,"
"Maurice and I were debating where to go for our fifteenth wedding anniversary, and I've heard such lovely things about that town," she said, "Alas, we settled on Marseilles and toured a bit through Southern France,"
"That sounds beautiful!" Tom awed, glancing Noelle's way, "Did you go, too?"
Noelle shook her head, "Nope, Chiara and I were manning the house for two weeks," she replied.
"It was so peaceful," Chiara added, her gaze still fixed on her phone. Maurice cleared his throat abruptly, staring down his daughter as she swiftly got the hint and put her phone away.
"Anyway," he then grumbled, "What do you want to do when you graduate, Tom? Theatre? Movies?"
"Movies, ideally. But I'd be open to wherever the wind blows me," he replied.
"I went to see his improv show last week," Noelle said, "He was really good!"
Tom shrugged, praying his cheeks wouldn't tinge, "I -- I mean I was okay..."
Noelle cocked her head down, giving him a playful glare, "Oh, c'mon. You were great. And I say so, so it must be true," she grinned. He couldn't help it then, Tom averted his gaze to his plate but nonetheless he was blushing.
Chiara scoffed under her breath, "You two are just adorable," she muttered sarcastically.
Tom watched Noelle roll her eyes, never the less her fingers fidgeted as she went to pick up her coffee cup. A sip of something to quell his dry throat sounded like a good idea, a pleasant cooling off before Tom could find himself swept up in the memory of that kiss yet again.
"Anyway," Franca cut in, "How's Bianca doing, Noelle?"
"Good!" Noelle nodded quickly, thankful the spotlight was off her for the moment, "She made it Maine just before the snow storm hit,"
"Is she gonna be back in time for the showcase?" Chiara asked.
"She's supposed to be back the morning of,"
Tom raised a brow, "Why didn't she leave after the showcase?" he asked.
Noelle shrugged listlessly, "She likes Christmas in Manhattan better,"
"-- Is Derek gonna come down?" Chiara asked, her interest seemingly peaking more than it had all morning. Derek was Bianca's older brother, as Noelle had told previously.
"I guess we'll find out," Noelle replied.
Maurice's gaze narrowed, "And if he were, what would you have in common with a twenty-six-year-old college drop out, anyway?" he asked gruffly.
Franca swiftly elbowed her husband, an urgent smile plastered to her lips as she stared him down pointedly, "Perhaps we can find something more relevant to talk about?" she suggested, turning back to Tom, "Have you been to any of the ballet recitals, Tom?"
Tom shook his head, "I haven't yet. This will be my first," he replied.
"We're so excited to see it. This will be Noelle's first big part in a production," she beamed.
Maurice nodded along, cutting into his egg-white omelette, "She's our little Sugar Plum Fairy!" he awed. None of them paid attention to Chiara's eye-roll.
Noelle grimaced, a bashful grin befalling her as Tom turned to her, "You didn't tell me that," he said.
She shrugged back sheepishly, "... Oh... didn't I?" she chuckled.
"No, you did not," he drawled back, "That's fantastic!"
"Well -- I still have a lot of practice to do before Friday, so we'll see," Noelle didn't like drawing too much attention to herself in that rhetoric. She was grateful for the opportunity, though nevertheless she knew the recital wasn't all about her.
"Are you gonna do her makeup, Chiara?" Franca asked her daughter.
Chiara shrugged back, glancing at her cousin, "Do you want me to do your makeup?"
"Of course I do!" Noelle nodded, "I'm no where near as good as you,"
"Alright, sure then," Chiara barely got the words out as she turned to her phone once again.
Maurice took the conversation again, folding his hands before his plate and twitching his nose, "Tom, why don't you join us on Wednesday? We reserved a box for four,"
"It'll be a great view of the stage," Franca added.
Tom was flattered, though he didn't want to impose, "Oh, I don't -- I don't want to intrude on you guys like that,"
Franca shook her head, "Please, it's not intruding if we invite you -- that's what my mother always used to say, anyhow," she chuckled.
"Have you bought your ticket?" Maurice asked.
"Yes," Tom replied.
"Well then, you're already set up," he told him, "I insist, and we can head out for dinner after,"
Tom turned to Noelle, her smile was bordering on confident, but she hoped that he wouldn't feel too pressured. After all, she knew her family could be a bit much and they had all only just met. But he didn't see the harm; her family was so nice and the view of the stage was promised to be excellent. And if it meant having a better view of Noelle, who was he to pass that up?
"Alright, if you're sure I'll be happy join you," he decided.
Friday was the twenty-third, and despite Christmas Day being just around the corner, the hustle and bustle of New York never stopped. Neither did the cold. It hadn't snowed again but the nefarious east coast arctic fronts swept through the streets; icicles were formed off of passing trucks and the sidewalks and roads were awash in various colours of crushed melting salts. And the cold certainly didn't deter eager shoppers to tick off last minute Christmas gifts from their lists.
Tom wasn't sure what he was supposed to wear to a ballet recital, he didn't want to overdress but he certainly didn't want to look sloppy either. His mum had shipped over some more clothes a couple weeks prior, nicer slacks, dress shirts, a couple pairs of shoes that definitely weren't ice-friendly. Nevertheless, he settled for a white t-shirt and blazer jacket sat over some dark jeans, and his trainers that at least wouldn't send him skidding with one wrong move.
The last few days had flown by rather quickly, and surprisingly, Tom always found that he had something to do. Usually hanging out with Jordan; he introduced Tom to a plethora of video games ranging from Super Mario to Zelda. It was one of the few things Tom found Jordan didn't complain about. And when they weren't inside playing video games, they were out exploring Times Square.
And this worked out quite well because when Noelle wasn't spending time with her family, she was always rehearsing. But in the evenings they would spend time together, watch more movies and just relax. Tom was practicing his cooking skills as well, nothing too fancy but he perfected how to cook salmon in a pan and boiling rice. Noelle was grateful too, especially as her muscles ached from her practice. The more time they spent together, the more fascinated they became with each other.
The campus was typically closed for the holidays, making exceptions for shows such as this. Audience members were lined up just outside the auditorium door, shielded from the cold within campus but still bundled up in long or heavy coats, scarves and hats.
Tom found Noelle's family already settled in their balcony seats, Franca spotted him first and waved him down. And just as Maurice had said, there was an excellent view of the stage from their spot. The heavy red curtain was drawn over the stage, dim mood light reflecting off the material and back on the shadowy faces mingling in the crowd.
Backstage meanwhile was a calamity mess, stage hands rushing to finish prop placement, sets, and stage cues. The ballerinas were also making their last minute touch ups, makeup, hair, tutus, dusting their slippers in rosin and some even sewing their tights and ribbons to their slippers to keep everything snug and in place. Noelle however was dawdling behind the curtain, peaking out through the sliver at the side to skim over obscure faces.
It was a delicate balance, trying to locate her family without being too conspicuous, but after a bit of searching, she spotted them. Chiara was engrossed in her phone, bathed in the soft glow of the screen, while Uncle Maurice struggled to free himself from his coat. Aunt Franca was deep in conversation with Tom, who, despite the dim lighting, seemed to blend into the shadows effortlessly, though he appeared to be holding his own in their lively discussion. Noelle's stomach was aflutter, not from the performance unfolding before her, but from the sight of Tom. Her attention was fixed on him, and the magic of the evening's entertainment paled in comparison.
"Noelle!" Stanis' voice bellowed behind her, he was storming her way as Noelle turned, "Pre-show in two minutes!"
Tom found Franca fascinating. She was a captivating woman, full of vibrant tales from her travels to exotic locales. Her stories were peppered with encounters with intriguing characters from whom she had negotiated for unique souvenirs to add to her collection. Nevertheless, Tom's anticipation grew as he eagerly awaited the start of the show. His eyes couldn't help but flicker towards the curtain, eager to catch a glimpse of Noelle as the curtain would lift. His curiosity and excitement were palpable, adding to the charged atmosphere of the evening.
And sure enough the lights dimmed down to near darkness, a single spotlight illuminating a spot on the curtains. The theater was alive with excitement as the curtains rose, revealing a beautifully adorned stage set for "The Nutcracker" ballet. Tom sat back in his seat, his eyes wide with anticipation, taking in the magical scene unfolding before him. The stage was transformed into a winter wonderland, with a backdrop of snow-covered trees that stretched up to a starry sky. The stage was lit with a soft, moonlit glow, casting a magical aura over the scene. Glittering snowflakes fell gently from above, adding to the enchantment of the setting. The dancers moved gracefully across the stage, each step perfectly choreographed to Tchaikovsky's enchanting music.
The Miniature March Dance began, and the stage came alive with the lively and charming movements of the young dancers. They moved with precision and grace, their movements synchronized to the playful notes of the music. The choreography was intricate, with the dancers forming intricate formations and patterns, showcasing their skill and talent. Tom was captivated by the youthful exuberance of the performers, as were the audience, and the dance brought a smile to everyone's face.
As the performance unfolded, Tom found his eyes repeatedly drawn to Noelle, who gracefully moved among the dancers. Clad in a celestial white gown, she seemed to float across the stage, her every movement a dance of ethereal beauty. While she was currently a background presence in the performance, Tom couldn't help but be mesmerized by her presence, captivated by her effortless grace and enchanting allure.
Next came the Arabian Dance, and Bianca took centre stage. A hush fell over the audience. She was a vision of grace and lithe elegance, moving with a captivating fluidity that mesmerized all who watched. Her every movement was deliberate and confident, exuding a subtle but undeniable aura of cockiness.
Bianca's performance was a masterclass in control and precision, her movements perfectly synchronized to the haunting melody of the music. As she danced, she seemed to command the stage, drawing the audience into her world with a confident allure that was impossible to ignore. The Arabian Dance was no easy feat and Tom had to give Bianca credit where credit was due, however he couldn't help but feel slightly unnerved as her gaze always seemed to land on him time and time again.
Soon enough it was Noelle's time to shine. As the familiar notes of the Sugar Plum Fairy dance began to fill the theatre, Tom's gaze was immediately drawn to Noelle, who had taken centre stage. She looked radiant in her tutu, rose gold detailing shimmering in the lights, her gorgeous long hair tied back in a sleek up-do, and a delicate, shiny tiara placed upon her head. She looked like a true princess, her every movement a testament to her skill and grace. Despite the beauty of the dance unfolding before him, Tom found it impossible to tear his eyes away from Noelle, his admiration for her growing with each passing moment.
Noelle, for her part, felt a mixture of nerves and excitement as she danced. She had dreamed of this moment for years, to prove herself worthy of the role of the Sugar Plum Fairy, and now that it was finally here, she couldn't help but feel a surge of nervous excitement. However, as she danced, it wasn't the perfection of her performance that consumed her thoughts, but the way her stomach fluttered with butterflies every time she caught Tom's gaze. It was a feeling unlike any other, a mix of joy, nerves, and she could see the admiration and affection in his gaze, which both thrilled and humbled her.
As the dance reached its climax, Tom found himself holding his breath, completely captivated by Noelle's performance. She danced with a grace and elegance that took his breath away, her every movement a testament to her talent and dedication. He couldn't help but think back to the moments he had seen her exhausted, bruised, and drained after long hours of practice. He could only imagine the dedication and hard work she had put in to reach this point, and it filled him with a deep sense of admiration for her. All those late nights and early mornings had led to this moment, and as he watched her graceful movements across the stage, he felt a swell of pride knowing that he had witnessed a small part of her journey to this incredible achievement. He swore he could've watched her -- become lost in her -- forever.
As the final notes of the dance faded away and Noelle took her bow, the audience erupted into applause, but Tom's eyes never left Noelle, his adoration for her greater than ever. She glanced up briefly, trying desperately not to become so overwhelmed with the applause, and her gaze fixating on Tom once more. His beaming smile was all the validation she needed in that moment.
The show progressed on, right up until the final Pas de Deux between the Sugar Plum Fairy and the Nutcracker. Tom watched among the crowd, his heart racing with a realization that took him by surprise. In that moment, he couldn't deny the truth to himself any longer. Watching her dance, he had felt something more than admiration or friendship. It was a crush, a flutter of emotions that he had been trying to ignore but now couldn't deny. Tom realized that he had developed feelings for Noelle, captivated by her everything. And if the previous few days had been anything to go by, there was a slim chance that she too felt the same way.
If only his own uncertainty wouldn't hold him back.
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Various Undertale Headcanons
Felt like doing this. It's mostly about minor characters and NPCs
The Froggit you speak to about the yellow names is friends with the ruins dummy. That's how it can get the entire underground to change their spare names from yellow to white or pink, despite being unable to leave the Ruins. It just asks the Dummy to tell the folk outside. That Froggit is also one of the only people that know they exist. Most others don't realize that dummy has a ghost living in it
The last non ghost, human, or flower to leave the Ruins were Whimsalot, Final Froggit, and Astigmatism. They had to 'face the horrible monster that guards the gate to Snowdin' to leave (Fought Toriel until she opened the door for them. Toriel didn't do much fighting). Whimsalot feels a lot of guilt for leaving Whimsun behind
Crystal (Snowdrake's mom) was born incredibly weak and was always bound for a short life. The reason she fell in love with Snowy's dad is cause he joked around about her condition. Those around him thought his jokes were in poor taste, but Crystal appreciated someone making light of her situation instead of just treating her with pity and sadness. The jokes sounding mean to Crystal was part of the reason a rift grew between him and Snowdrake
Ice Cap's family has a strong tradition of making ice clothing. It started off as a way to make armor easily, but later just became for cosmetics. Ice Cap's love of its own hat comes from them wanting acknowledgment and attention from their family. Its hard mode counterpart would be called Ice Sage. Probably look like a wizard
Noelle's mom grew up in Snowdin forest, far from Snowdin Town. Gyftrot is an older relative of hers, and like them, she enjoys solitude. Her outgoing husband managed to break through her shell a bit, but after his death, she went back to being a hermit.
Noelle and Dess often sneak off into town together. Going off to get them back home is one of the only reasons Carol ever leaves the house. The townsfolk are slightly intimidated by her
Assuming Dess is around Burgerpants' age and Noelle is around Frisk's age, they'd be about 19 and 12 respectively. Might make them closer to 17 and 13 just to they weren't born so far apart
The red bird in Grillby's is Berdly's mom. Berdly himself is in Hotland for school and to work with Ms. Boom, so they usually don't see each other often. Berdly does call a lot though, red bird telling him about the goings on and gossip in the rest of the underground. I'm unsure what became of Berdly's dad
Alvin is a professor Hotland University, teaching history with an interest in religion and legends
Waterfall has a lot of farms we don't see. Aaron lives on one, but was always more interested in flexing and working on his muscles than actually working. His brother did most of the work around the farm until he fell down. In Deltarune, his brother's still alive, and Aaron is a little jealous of his physique
Loren and Rainy kid are friends
Catti's hair is natrually purple, like her mom's. Catty helped dye it black with a pink streak
Bratty has two younger siblings. Creepy twins
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Noelle's blog entry about Susie bullying Kris is interesting because it really makes the characters feel a bit more real. it also brings to light what Susie's home situation might be like. she's definitely projecting on kris, feeling like she's unwanted by her own mother. she has used toriel against kris multiple times, yet when she meets her at the end of chapter 2, susie seems to respect toriel to a agree, shown by her reserved yet "good manners" her in her presence. but susie definitely knows how strong kris' connection with toriel is, and it's a soft spot for them. susie is trying to get on their nerves, but it doesn't really work (displayed by kris' stifled laugh when susie threatens them).
i think Susie's attitude towards toriel was switched so drastically because she had never been to a very nice-looking house before. a kid like kris doesn't seem like a person who has a nice home by their appearance and demeanor. by that i mean, typically, a very depressed and maybe "emo" person (whatever u wanna call kris) wouldn't have a good home life. but the reality is that kris is very loved and taken care of. like i said, susie sees herself in kris in a way. susie might've thought kris was in a similar SITUATION as herself. they're similar in many other ways, and that's maybe why they start to "get along." But who's to say how much of that is true? we, the player, are controlling kris. we make them say and do things they wouldn't do, things they don't want to do. they let us know this, and susie and noelle see this in their face on multiple occasions.
another question to ask: why does susie pick on kris so much? maybe because they're the only human in town. maybe because they're adopted and they don't truly have a family (in susie's eyes). all of this can be summed up by saying SUSIE IS PROJECTING A LOT. i believe toby has said that chapter 2 is the longest compared to the rest. think about how much we Don't Know. 7 chapters in total, we've only seen 2. and those 2 are PACKED with HOURS of content
ANYWAY!! i think susie lives in the apartment complex in hometown, and i think her mom abandoned her. there's no mention of either of her parents, so i think they're very absent from her life and almost always never at home, and so is susie. she doesn't seem to even LIKE going home. she spends the night at kris' house without telling her parents, because they don't even CARE. she talks about how the dark world is so much better because everyone there LIKES her and they're nice to her. there's so much to do, and she's having so much fun. she'd rather stay there than go back to the light world.
there's so much happening in hometown, so many side stories. i haven't even talked about noelle and her mother and missing sister, the festival(? I THINK) and asriel coming home from college. kris can't wait for him to be back.
#my posts#new tag idk#deltarune#susie deltarune#kris deltarune#i wrote this all out to post on my ig story but i dont think my handful of friends would be that interested to read my huge rant🧍♂️#🤯 <- me coming up with all of this even though someone has definitely made these observations over a year ago#i am ljke. internet explorer when it comes to deltarune SPECULATIONS#pls be nice and gentle to me if you reply because i will be scared...
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Truly a festive season. 1/2
JanyxBeloved's Christmas special.
Notes: Please keep in mind that this is my au, I don't wanna see people say "But they haven't even met??" So please, I'll respect your headcanons/opinions if you respect mine. I don't want anyone's holiday to be ruined, but have a very merry Christmas and a blessed new year. ❤️
The winds are bustling, snow is falling lightly, and of course, the alumni and students of Teyvat Central School for highschool and college (TCSHSC) are gathering for the usual school Christmas carnival.
Each group has their own special traditions, such as caroling, exchange gifts, picnic under the moonlight, gingerbread houses and a(my) personal favorite NGL.
Let's see what the alumni are up to.
Shenhe: Hm... It's not cold. Why'd you wear an extra layer of clothes?
Yelan: The fuck you mean "it's not cold"?! It's fucking 32 degrees out here!
Shenhe: I didn't ask for you to explain that but atleast wear a winter coat next time-
Ei: I missed this place quite much...
Yae Miko: Uh-huh, nothing much changed since we were students...
Nilou: Brr... It's colder than I thought...
Cyno: I snow right?
Tighnari: I still can't believe I married you...
Cyno: C'mon, Nari, I snow you love me snow much.
Nilou: How are we related...
Navia: Speaking of married, Clorinde, heard you got married. Who's the lucky fellow?
Clorinde: Wriothesly. He's with Sigewinne right now.
Tighnari: NO WAY! SPILL THE BEANS GIRL!
Makoto: WHAT?! NO WAY!
Clorinde: Crazy. I know.
Guizhong: Now I'm really interested!
Zhongli: Seriously?! You're married?
Nahida: Is he treating you well?!
Ganyu and Keqing: *Building a snowman*
(The other adults are probably Master of Ceremony or watching over their kids/siblings, or didn't even plan to show up yet)
As that's happening, let's see what the college students are up to.
Kaeya: Merry Christmas bitches!
Noelle: Kaeya, I don't think-
Eula: Merry Christmas assholes!
Kaveh: This is encouraging! Thanks! (He was being sarcastic about it and he's going mad)
Barbara: Watch you language please-
Alhaitham: You don't swear?-
Arlecchino: She doesn't, but Noelle sure as hell does.
Noelle: Hey!
Aether: Guys, watch where you're stepping!-
Lumine: We have a project!
Jeht: So do we!-
Xiao: Some Christmas break this is, working on projects before Christmas break... Then continuing it while you're having Christmas break...
Rosalyne: Mhm... I still didn't finish my report.
Lisa: We had a report...?
Arlecchino: I already passed mine.
Ayaka: Wait--- Did I pass my Business proposal?!
Yoimiya: I did it for the both of us, remember?-
Columbina, Shogun and Rosaria: *They were out caroling*
Time to see what the Highschool department is up to. The Christmas party seems to be going smoothly
Tsaritsa: Xiangling, you're in charge of reading the NGL confessions. Sucrose, monitor the gingerbread stations. Bennett, make sure the food is still warm, Dori make sure no one gets locked in random places. Diona, you're stationed to the drinks.
Surcrose, Xiangling, Bennett, Dori and Diona: Ma'am, yes ma'am!
Xingqiu: Gaming, Chongyun, you two look so cute in those matching sweaters!
Gaming: I didn't wanna wear it though-
Chongyun: He's not wrong. These sweaters do look nice on us.
YunJin: For once they aren't beefing, what a relief-
Xinyan: Don't jinx it.
Fischl: I like this hot cocoa. What's in it?
Diona: A bit of sugar, cocoa powder, marshmallows and love.
Fischl: It's delicious, really!
Diona: Aww shucks... My dad taught me the recipe...
Fischl: Aww, that's actually so sweet!
HuTao: Mm... Yanfei, you have something-
Yanfei: Oh, thanks! *She wipes her mouth*
Lyney: What if we wrap Mika in gift wrap-
Freminet: No! You can't do that to my best friend-
Lynette: The closet you're hiding in is made of glass Freminet.
Collei: Same goes for you.
Razor and Layla: OHHHHH!
Venti: The closet is very much transparent for them-
Furina: *Chokes on her hot cocoa* BAHAHAHAHA!
Mika and Charlotte: *Unaware of what's going on but happily chatting*
Heizou: Will you go with me on the ice rink?-
Kazuha: I already said yes-
Sayu: Be careful out there.
Klee: Is the snow edible?
Sigewinne: What if someone peed in it?
Qiqi: No crap...
Paimon: Can't we just drink some hot cocoa? I mean, it's better than eating something that's probably covered in pee...
YaoYao: *Already eating the snow* Oh-
Faruzan: C'mon Kuni! Try it! *Catching snowflakes with her tongue*
Albedo: I decided to wingman for you so just follow my lead. *Just playing along as a third wheeler*
Kunikuzushi: Fine... *Tries it, actually enjoys it*
Chiori: Look who's smiling.
#genshin impact#genshin modern au#idk what else to tag#modernized magic au#my au#genshin ships#the shipping is subtle ok??#sheesh#fremika#xingyun#kazuhei#kaesaria#kavetham#faruscara#benzor#eimiko#cynari#wrionde#venrina#guili#charlonette#alberose#yantao#merry christmas
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Lucas 2.5
Redemption Au
Noelle washed her hands in the sink at the clinic and then began walking home. She was tired and honestly feeling pretty good. Busy day, lots of nice patients and the best of all, Moses wasn’t bothering her today. Such an awesome day.
‘I wonder if Lucas wants to have dinner again tonight. I didn’t realize how much of a charmer he was’
Noelle whispered. As she walked home, all of a sudden, two people with a gurney almost ran passed her.
“Miss Noelle! Please! Help us!”
What crummy luck, but things happen. Noelle ran back and dropped her bag at the front and strapped her gloves back on. Main doctor shows up as well
“What do we got, Alive or Deceased?”
“He’s gurgling, but we don’t know for how long…”
That’s not good. That means they might be dead already. They pulled back the blanket and Noelle unintentionally screamed….
It was Lucas…
“Step out Noelle, send someone else!”
He barked. Noelle sent another nurse. Lucas?!? How?!? She saw him last night! He dropped her off safely and gave her a kiss on the cheek! How did this happen?!?
Noelle wasn’t stagnant for long, being the more experienced nurse, she was told to come in and help. Lucas was a mess, something tore out his throat, and then diced his stomache into little pieces. They have brought back worse from the brink of death and they all tried their hardest. Unfortunately, it was all in vain.
“Time of death…”
And he was dead. Holding Noelle’s hand before he went to the other world. Noelle was saddened. She even kissed Lucas’s head before they turned his body over to the coroner.
“Fly high, Lucas…”
She whispered. The doctor and other nurses came to give their last respects to the dead. One of the doctors and nurses came out to talk to her.
“You couldn’t pay me to believe that Moses DIDNT kill him. That wasn’t no F-ing variant, that’s for sure! A variant would maul him and we’d still be able to save him. Whoever did that, wanted him to bleed out slowly…the monster…”
The doctor nodded. It seemed like Noelle believed that as well
“Seems like the news made it around the cult already…Noelle, do you want me to walk you home?”
The doctor asked. Noelle told him that she was okay, and just wanted to be alone. She picks up her bag and walks home. The sun sets in its lovely pinks blues and oranges…but Noelle couldn’t look at it. Her heart was full of sorrow and pain
“If I never mentioned his name…he’d still be alive.”
Noelle thought. Her eyes felt puffy from this whole day. What an awful day. And it was about to get worse. As she rounded the corner to her home, some people were hustling away from the area. Someone bumps her as she picked up her things.
“Sorry miss Noelle, someone saw Moses!”
guess who was outside her house? Moses. The murderer. The one who took her friend away. Why…why did he have flowers with him? Noelle didn’t care, and she didn’t even realized that she walked right past him.
“Noelle…”
He said. Noelle was putting her keys in her door. Autopilot. Moses walked around to see her face. Her eyes were hollow and empty, her eyelids pink and puffy from crying. He didn’t like that. He grabs her shoulder, dropping her keys.
“Noelle! Look, I bought you flowers! You like these, right?”
He tried to shove the flowers in her hands but they fell to the floor. Noelle does bend down, but only to pick up her keys and get into her house. She closes the door without another word. Moses bangs on her door for hours.
“Noelle! Talk to me right now! I’ll break down this door!”
Noelle doesn’t even remember if she ate anything that night, all she did was lay on her bed and weeped. She didn’t care anymore. All she wanted to do was sleep.
“Lucas…”
She thought of the Dog she will never see again…
TBC
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Hello! This is my intro post for this Blog! 🎄🕎
This post will cover the fandoms I’m in and what I post on here.
•DNI ❌•
Zoophiles, MAPs, Proshippers, Xenophobes, Racists and Homophobes/Transphobes
• INTERACT PLZ 🫶•
Fandoms of these types of media;
YTTD — I LOVE YTTD. ONE OF MY FIRST DEATH GAME HYPER-FIXATIONS. (KeiSara and KaiSara shippers, especially, DNI.) WOULD LOVE TO DIVE DEEPER INTO THIS GAME, BUT SPOILERS SO.
Amphibia — I love this show SO much! The dynamics between Sasha, Anne and Marcy are immaculate and play off of the frogs, toads and newts so well; you have to watch this show if you haven’t yet. This goes for the whole list BTW. ^^
Owl House — I love this show, but I feel less of a connection than Amphibia because I watched Amphibia first ;-; THE BEST thing about this show is the characters. Amity, Raine, Hunter, Luz and Gus are the best characters IMO.
Deltarune — OMIGOSH PLZ TALK TO ME DELTARUNE FANS. TELL ME ALL OF YOUR THEORIES AND HC’s. If you cannot tell, I love Toby Fox games. Especially this one. I am Noelle (real) /j. Love all of the characters in this game. Not one I don’t like. (Maybe King -7-)
LOVE UNDERTALE. Don’t think I have to say that since they’re probably connected, (sorry Toby i just don’t trust you when you say that they aren’t ;u;) I will post about Undertale when we get news relating to the game!
Walten Files — Woah, if you’re reading this part this probably means you at least know what this is. Yeah that analog horror videos on YouTube. Also TW if you watch this… Uhh, used to be really into this one, but my interest has faded. I will be all over TWF4 whenever it comes out, but until now I’ll be posting about it scarcely. (SOPHIE AND JENNY KINNIES I SEE YOU OUT THERE.)
Disventure Camp — YES, THIS IS BETTER THAN TDAS, TDPI AND TDA. And yes, that was my opinion ofc. Anyway, more about Disventure Camp… ALLY, TESS AND HUNTER ARE ALL IN A POLY-RELATIONSHIP. Again, my opinion, but it makes so much sense! I’ll ofc respect your opinions. Also Aiden and James all the way.
Also I will interact with some Total Drama content, but not heavily. (Dave, Cameron and Sky IRLS DNI.)
Danganrompa Another — SORA AND YOUROKO IS MY COMFORT SHIP. Respect to Weeby Newz (YT) for getting me into this amazing fangan. So much better than the Source material. I recommend this fan-game for everyone but HUGE TW for the first game and a even bigger one for the sequel. We all meme on Mitch here. (Anyone glorifying Mitch Higa without being ironic DNI)
Danganrompa Edens Garden — OOH THE PROLOGUE LOOKED SO GOOD. If you’re looking for a alternative from the problematic air around the Main Danganrompa games, look no further than this game. ME AND JETT DAWSON ARE LITERALLY DATING. but … if I can’t have him cause he’s not real … he can date Mark. BUT I WONT BE HAPPY ABOUT IT. /j (I’m also a MarkDawson shipper so <: )
Inanimate Insanity — POSSIBLY MY OLDEST AND FIRST HYPER-FIXATION?? Bright lights forever! Anyway,,, Plot and Pacing: 2nd Season. Quality: 3rd Season. Sorry not sorry, the First season is problematic and unfunny. Anyway Cabby can marry me. (/hj) This animated YouTube series is so good!
I also do like other Object Shows! BFDI and ONEhfj are some I love. the ones I will post about will probably II and TPOT
Dead End: Paranormal Park — I NEED THE BOOKS AHHH. Love this show for the amazing Rep alone. THAT ALSO GOES FOR THE OWL HOUSE AS WELL. The story is great. It’s somehow Realistic and Supernatural at the same time!!?!
Omori — I like this game! The story is intriguing and heartbreaking </3 My Omori phase is passing away, sadly.
More Info About me:
If you’ve scrolled this far, you prolly wanna know more.
I’m Gay (MLM) and use They/it/he pronouns ofc!
I’m into Graphic design and MIGHT be getting a vinyl sticker printer soon!!!
I draw on paper and IBIS Paint X. I do have a drawing tablet, however it’s difficult to set up, it doesn’t help that I have a pitiful dell computer that’s on the edge of deaths door ;^; xd
anyway, like just ask to talk! Always open to that. <3
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Black Clover ch359
When we left off with Mereoleona becoming a blazing inferno last month, I sure as hell wasn’t expecting us to come straight back to something like THIS!! Damn it, Acier, way to send me into an absolute panic! My man’s serious wound ain’t even the worst part of these panels (for me personally). Unfortunately, I had a feeling he was gonna get hurt by Acier sometime during this fight and then we would have Noelle come charging in to save her siblings, which does end happening of course, but what really bums me out is that we skip right to this moment. I had SO MANY thoughts about how the Acier vs Silva siblings fight could've went and here we are.. skipping the whole thing entirely. I was so damn excited five chapters ago thinking that we could finally have Nozel get a well deserved power up and prove how strong he’s become to the woman he respects so much, not only in terms of his magic, but as a captain and head of house as well just as Acier was. I was even looking forward to see if Nebra & Solid would use some kind of new magic or something too, but nah, we get yet another big moment for Noelle. Don’t get me wrong, I love Noelle and I’m very happy to finally see her again after what feels like forever, but I wish we could’ve seen so much more of Acier fighting her three eldest children first.
Now, seeing Nebra & Solid struggle during the fight is something I very much expected from them, both physically and emotonally. As I said back during ch354, I don’t believe their magic would be nearly as strong enough to even damage Acier. Hell, if Nozel had trouble with his mercury, then there was no way their mist or water was gonna put a dent in their mother’s steel. Even if their magic attributes seem to be at a disadvantage, their emotions are obviously taking a toll on them as well as they simply can’t handle the thought of facing their own mother.
In all the Acier flashbacks we’ve seen in the past, she’s obviously been shown to be powerful but so caring, so to see lowkey scold her children like this and call them weak in the next couple panels is kinda hilarious to me but I love it all the same. But please don’t blame yourself ma’am, your death was totally not your fault.
Noelle sweetheart, I adore you but could you have let your siblings have some spotlight for at least five minutes?? Aahh but I can’t deny this is such a great panel of her and of course I thank her for stepping in to help out regardless of how the siblings treated her in the past. But we really must thank Acier, everyone in this darn family is so beautiful with those Silva genes.
Speaking of siblings, I’m surprisingly not too worried about Nozel..? Granted, I had a heart attack once I saw the raw leaks of Acier making him into a shish kebab, but sadly this ain’t his first time getting impaled and he could very well patch up his own wound with his mercury as he did once before to provide some temporary relief. When he was attacked by Letoile/Kivn during the Elf Reincarnation arc, he completely collapsed onto the ground after being struck by the compass magic. Now this may be my own Silva bias, but I’m sure Acier’s magic is several times stronger, so the fact that a steel lance to the gut only brought Nozel down to his knees is kinda impressive? His grimoire is also still intact at the moment too, so that’s a big plus. I’m still incredibly worried though.. my dude needs a break. And to prove himself against his mother, damn it!
I know Asta’s sudden disappearance was real hard on Noelle and she has every right to cry about it a little, but I’m so proud how quick she regained her focus and fighting spirit. She failed, she cried, she got over it and now she’s more determined than ever to improve for her sake and other’s and I love that about her.
To see Kahono (& Kiato) return outta nowhere was so unexpected but still a very welcomed surprise for me. We haven’t seen these two in ages! (but makes me wonder if Noelle really went from the capital all the way to the sea near Raque just to have her emotional moment. How dramatic. But you do you girl.)
I wanna say this whole sea dragon idea came outta nowhere, but I do vaguely remember the underwater people chatting about a sea god way back during the Seabed Temple arc, so to have it at appear during this moment.. that was some nice timing. I can’t be mad at it, honestly. Kinda fits the Chekhov’s Gun trope too I think.
It also makes a decent replacement for Undine, since I completely forgot up until this moment that her time with Noelle was a temporary thing until Lolopechka was successfully saved. More importantly, just look at it! How could I be mad or upset at that little face?? It’s adorable. The name is actually kinda simple too, compared to what Noelle wanted to nickname Secre way back. I was half expecting Noelle to come up with another ridiculous name for it.
Again, super happy that this final arc is bringing back so many familiar faces and I hope this means we get to see others like Mars show up eventually too. But pardon me derailing my train of thought for a moment as I focus on Nozel once again. While his injury is still a major concern, at least we have someone (aka: Kahono) capable of healing nearby. I dunno if her song magic can heal up such a serious wound, but every little bit helps. Noelle’s sudden appearance also makes me wonder if Secre & Mimosa are still around the capital? The three of them were together at the ceremony before Lucius attacked and despite Noelle going off on her own to the sea at some point, either one of those ladies could assist with Nozel’s current situation too. OR BETTER YET, perhaps the Black Bulls could be on their way as well. We all know Grey’s magic is capable of saving people (such as Gauche) who get impaled. And I’m gonna be so hopeful with this wish because it would be such a slim chance, but I’d scream for joy if Vanessa came to help him with Rouge. Yeah the cat only works on those Vanessa cares about, but the magic also works on those physically close to our witch. It might not help the injury Nozel has now, but Rouge could prevent any more damage..maybe? I am trying very hard to stay positive for this man if you couldn’t already tell.
All my worries aside, this new armor of Noelle’s is simply stunning! That “Sea God Arrives” ost better play whenever this scene gets animated.
(Still wish Nozel could’ve received an upgrade like this or something but alright honey, go off!)
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//For Nat and Rhain!!! HC Ness and Nec end up loving Nat and her sister? Bc they can embody that wild violence better than Oryaa and her siblings? (Nat's cousins??) Rhain as a stable hand kinda seeing Ness as a motherly figure???//
Neculai idly watched his family, nails tapping on his glass. He turned to the doors, Nessayn glared at the messenger.
"He isn't new is he?"
"We don't hire Greens love."
She moved, Vincent and Simon stilled, Vincent'a children going quiet.
"What was so important you thought it best to interrupt? I'm feeling nice enough to let you speak."
The messenger slid to his knees, his throat barred in case she changed her mind.
He could see the individual shadows that shifted at her command. Royal blood, Nyaxia's neice, Saint's blood, he may be the figure head but she ran this kingdom from the shadows.
"She claims to be Fion's daughter with her sister Highne -"
"Where is our son and that female? Did they grow bored of playing house?"
Neculai frowned, moving toward Nessayn's side. He could hear the servant's heart begin to beat faster. He could smell his fear, it tasted sour and rotten.
"She - she says they're dead Highness -"
Nessayn let him hold her up, his grip on her arm tightening. The body was cut in two. He looked to the guards, raising his chin to them.
"Bring them."
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Noelle rubbed at her face, softly thanking the servant boy that gave her the rags. She looked to her sister, she hadn't spoken, not beyond giving her instructions.
It had been a month since they had to leave their mother's body in those woods. She sniffed, shivering in the entry way. The palace was old, it didn't look at all like their father painted it with romantic gambles and soft Torchlight. It looked like a labyrinth with teeth, she straightened her shoulders as the gaurds came for them. She reached for Natalia's hand, at least in this they were united. They wouldn't cower away from anything not after what they'd went through.
"Are you scar -"
The gaurds hastily stepped back, she sucked in a breath seeing her grandmother. She didn't look old like the other crones in courts did. But wasn't she old? Almost a millenia old right? Was it 500? The lessons tumbled in tangled pieces in her head.
Nessayn ignored the young girl, she looked to older one.
"What happened? Did your father tell you how he left our family? How he repayed all the time we invested in him?"
Did his daughters know how he ran off that disgraced noble girl? Daughter of the Bone Carver and his warrior bride? Did her granddaughters know the history of their parents? How Fion had spat everything they'd done for him? That he'd clocked himself and his family to protect them. Did they know he'd hate that they'd come to her?
She slid her eyes to Rhain a few paces away. She gave him a nod, a softer smile.
"Did the gaurds wake you Rhain? You can go back to sleep love. We have no need for you anymore tonight. Get some rest."
The sight of the two girls in rags caused him to pause, his eyes trailing over them as he took on the scene before them. We’re they gutter rats who were begging for scraps? Why were they there? Rhain’s attention was only torn away when he heard the sound of Nessayn’s voice, when she spoke up and addressed him.
Yes, he had been disturbed from his sleep, but he could not imagine why the guards had brought these things into the household? Yes, he was not of a noble title, but he respected these halls and the ones who sheltered and cared for him.
“I was awoken,” he confirmed. “Who are they?”
Natalia did not stray from Noelle, her hand held her’s tight as she stood tall. Even if the clothes they now wore were not the ones their parents had given them, even if the tender care they had received no longer showed through, she would not cower and lower herself before them. They had survived everything to be there, and if this woman who called herself their Grandmother to think she would lower herself…
Natalia didn’t react when the questions came, she held her sister closer to her as she weighed up the response she wanted to give. She had heard some things from their parents when they were younger, some commented of what his family was like and why they had never come to visit them.
“Father is dead,” she finally stated, her tone clear without interest in sugarcoating it. “Mother not long after.”
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'someday maybe' | t.h.
tom holland x singer!reader
warnings: one swear? fluff and angst? kisses
summary: you're so close to finishing your second album when your manager pushes the deadline, your ex tom helps you write the final track.
{listen to someday by michael bublè and meghan trainor (if you want)}
wc: 2.1k
"Someday maybe when we're old and grey,"
"Yes, yes. I know. You are not being a very helpful manager right now, Noelle." you spoke to your phone as you paced around the living room, "Okay. I'll get working on it. Bye." you huffed and threw your phone against the couch.
Your album was due to be released in two months and you needed one more song to tie it all together. Your manager, Noelle, was pushing you to finish the song so she could start the promo of the album.
You were incredibly grateful for your career, but the pressure weighed down on you everyday. Never ending.
With a final groan you picked up your acoustic guitar and sat on the couch. Picking at the strings, trying to find a melody. You hit record on your voice memo app before strumming away.
"Someday maybe when we're old and grey, we can be in love once more. 'Till then I won't give my love away. Darling, I'm forever only yours." you sang softly.
You and Tom had a joyous relationship. A love that only ever existed in movies and fairytales. The type of love story that gets told for generations and onwards. But alas, all good things must come to an end.
Your breakup was calm, serene and clean. A mutual agreement as if your whole relationship had been a business deal. There were no loose ends or jealous passive aggressive remarks made. Just maturity and respect for one another.
Your pinky still held the promise ring he gave you. A token of appreciation. A reassurance that he'd always be there for you. And he lived up to his word.
Tom walked in and sat across from you, startling you, "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you. Whatcha writing?"
"Need a final song for the album. Sorry for showing up unannounced. I just get better inspiration here, with all the memories, you know?" you timidly looked back down at the guitar.
Tom nodded, "No need to apologize. We gave you a spare key for a reason."
You couldn't stop yourself from spilling the words from your lips, "That was when we were together."
You could hear the awkward silence start to fill the room before he spoke again, "Still our best friend, Y/L/N."
The pain that crossed your features was instant. Being addressed by your last name felt like a stab to the gut. Especially by Tom.
You nodded before playing again, "Can I help you write it?" Tom asked as he sat next to you.
"Dancer, gymnast, actor and now songwriter. How many hidden talents have you got, Holland?" you teased making him laugh.
He shrugged with a smile, "It's kind of like writing a poem, right?"
You pondered on his analogy before slowly nodding, "Yeah, it kind of is. Give it a go."
You began playing the melody and he listened intently for a few moments before singing, "I love seeing you happy. I miss seeing that smile. It's been such a long time. A– Nope. Nope. Nuh-uh. I can't do it." he shook his head aggressively with a loud laugh as you stopped playing.
"No!" you quickly protested, "That was amazing! Don't leave me hanging, c'mon." you nudged him with your shoulder before strumming again.
"Alright, alright." he ran his hands down his face, "And although I don't have you, I know now that I need to?" he paused and gave you a skeptical look before you nodded again, "Somehow make you mine. Mmm."
"Oh, okay. He's giving ad-libs and all. Get it." you nodded as he laughed.
You were so engrossed on Tom actually writing a song with you that you didn't focus on the lyrics he was singing.
"And I won't lie, it's hard seeing you with him 'cause I know he can't hold you like I can." his mood seemed to drop by a thousand as the words left his lips.
"When can we meet this boyfriend of yours?" Harrison flicked your forehead from across the booth.
You, Harrison, Tom and Tuwaine were all sat in the local pub. Pints of beer in front of each of you as loud music and chatting filled your ears.
You shrugged, "He's picking me up, so possibly tonight."
Tuwaine's eyes lit up, "Fina-fucking-lly. I swear you've kept him hidden for years."
"We've only been together for three months, T." you laughed lightly with the group of boys.
And they met him. It wasn't the smoothest of introductions, but an introduction nonetheless.
"Boys, this is Kai. Kai this is Tom, Harrison and Tuwaine." you gestured to the parties as they all shook hands and gave polite greetings.
"So," Harrison started, "What do you do for a living, Kai?"
Kai cleared his throat, "I'm a Senior Resident at Kingston Hospital. Working towards being Head of Pediatrics."
Tuwaine and Harrison both nodded, impressed by his profession. Tom's face remained expressionless as he stared at Kai with cold eyes.
"Do you have any siblings, Kai? Any psycho ex-girlfriends? Any wacky cousins?" Tuwaine joked making everyone laugh. "'Cause Y/N has a lot of wacky cousins."
"We could be in love once more,"
"Hey!" you gasped with a laugh.
Kai pulled you closer to him as he laughed, "No, no wacky cousins or psycho exes, but I do have an older sister and a younger brother."
This game of ask and answer continued on for a few more minutes. Tom didn't say a word, just sipped his beer and burned holes into Kai with his eyes. If looks could kill, Kai would be six feet under.
Kai was a sweetheart, but you two ended ages ago. His work got too much for him and your job had you touring and travelling every second.
You picked up after him with the chorus before diving into your own verse, "I remember that love song. I sang every word wrong, but you didn't mind, no, no."
"I love the things you do. It's how you do the things you love. Well it's not a love song, not a love song. I love the way you get me, but correct me if I'm wrong. This is not a love song, not a love song!" Tom belted the 'Austin & Ally' song from the top of his lungs.
"Your turn!" he pointed the pretend mic in your direction.
You laughed, not knowing any of the lyrics, but still wanting to participate, "I love that you not a licket! And you own a watch and chicken! We got a car!" you sang with full confidence, making Tom burst with laughter.
"Yes! Sing it, darling!" he cheered you on, "Absolutely butchering the lyrics, but sing it!"
"Being stuck inside a car. If it's not a doe, don't kiss it! I can't hear a missing, when there's a shoe inside the ceiling! If you really need to fart, you can lunch on a pig farm! Love song! Love song!" you couldn't even hear the song in the background, your voice overpowering it.
Tom was hunched over from laughing before he came back up and planted a soft kiss on your lips, "You are one hundred percent ridiculous and I love it."
You brought yourself back to reality and sang again, "And I'll admit that I miss you, but only if you do. 'Cause you know that I'm shy. And I can't lie, it's hard seeing you with her. 'Cause I know she can't love you like I can."
Tom's eyes met yours as the words fell from your gentle lips. His mouth was slightly agape as you continued to strum.
"You are absolute rubbish. Imagine coming in eighth. Embarassing." you laughed as you crushed Harrison in a game of Mario Kart.
He shoved you with his shoulder, "You're such a try ha—"
"—It's always the same, Tom! How can I trust you? You follow gorgeous models on Instagram and expect me to trust you?" Nadia's voice cut Harrison's words off.
You looked at him with wide eyes, his expression matching yours.
"Those women that I follow have been my friends for ages. Who I follow on a stupid app shouldn't effect how much you trust me."
You paused the game, cutting off the theme song, "How long have they been fighting like this?"
Harrison sighed, a long groan following, "A few weeks. I think it started when she saw that he liked your Instagram picture?"
You stammered, "M-my post? She got mad about my post?"
Harrison nodded before opening his mouth to speak, but Nadia cut him off again, "And she practically lives here! How do you think it makes me feel seeing my boyfriend play house with a superstar?!"
"Aw, a superstar? I'm flattered." you joked making Harrison stifle a laugh.
"I've been friends with Y/N since we were in nappies!"
"I can't be with you if you're going to be friends with her."
Your laughter abruptly died at her words. Harrison stiffened beside you.
"Y-you can't be serious. You can't make me choose between you and her."
"Why? Because you're gonna choose her?" you could hear her voice crack.
"I-" Tom couldn't make out a sentence for a few moments, "Yeah. I'm gonna choose her."
Your heart fell from it's place, stopping at your feet. Harrison brought a hand to his mouth, "H-he chose you. He chose you!" he whisper shouted before you shushed him.
"Of course. I don't know why I expected anything different. I think I'll be going now." Nadia's footsteps approached the living room.
You and Harrison scrambled to look as if you weren't eavesdropping on their argument/breakup.
Tom followed close behind her, "I'm sorry. I really am."
She nodded, hand on the doorknob, "I know. Goodbye." she stepped out of the house, slamming the front door shut in the process.
Tom let out a breath of relief before turning to you and Harrison who were staring at the Mario Kart home screen with the infamous tune playing.
"You guys are terrible actors."
"'Till then I won't give my love away,"
"I'm forever only yours." the both of you finished the song in unison.
There was a moment of silence before you reached over and ended the voice recording.
"T-that was really good. You can change what I wrote, I know it isn't as good as anything you would've written, but I tried. And it was actually pretty fun and I never knew how difficult songwriting was un—"
"—Kiss me." you cut Tom's rambling off.
His eyes grew wide, "W-wha—"
"—Kiss me, Holland."
He swallowed, a small smile stretching on his lips, "Thank God."
And with that, he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. Interlocking like missing puzzle pieces. Moving in sync like waves in the ocean. Soft and sweet, but filled with passion. You could feel his smile against your lips causing you to grin.
His hand came up to pull your face closer into his. Caressing your jaw, fingertips playing with the hairs on the back of your neck. His other hand holding your hip in a tight grip. Pressing the pads of his digits into your flesh, scared that you might slip through his fingers again.
One of your hands was pressed flat against his chest. Steadying yourself, the heat of the kiss threatening to throw you off of your axis. Your other hand tangled itself into Tom's curls. Pulling and tugging lightly causing small groans to fall from Tom's lips. Your fingernails scratching his scalp. Pulling him impossibly closer to you.
"I want my ten pounds." Harrison's voice snapped you and Tom out of your make out session.
Him and Tuwaine stood in the doorway, shit eating grins on their faces.
Tuwaine laughed before placing a ten pound note in Harrison's palm, "You guys couldn't have waited until next month to get back together?"
"You two were betting on us?" Tom laughed at his mates who nodded.
You shook your head with a smile, "Absolute idiots, all of you."
Harrison let out a happy sigh and pocketed the money, "Today was a good day. Had a sick ass shoot. Got ten pounds. And my best friends are finally together again." he waltzed into the kitchen with Tuwaine, leaving you and Tom alone again.
Tom's shy expression met your gleeful one before he spoke, "Someday came a lot sooner than expected, huh?" he chuckled.
You nodded with a laugh, "It certainly did and I am not complaining."
He sent you a wide grin before cupping your face and connecting your lips to his again.
"Darling, I'm forever only yours."
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Familiar - Part 6
Word count: 3700
Warnings: None, just a lot of fluff
And the series continues! This one is from a prompt by a lovely anon asking for some Tom Hiddleston x reader snowball fighting ❄☃
I may have left things open for a part 7 for the holidays. You know. If anyone is interested. 😉 (I have another prompt about some Loki-themed Christmas pajamas that I could easily wrap into a part 7... 🤔)
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5
As the weather grew colder, your festive spirit grew along with it. You started to develop the familiar urge to bake cookies and decorate the apartment for the holidays. The streets were lined with houses and storefronts decked out in warm white lights and gold, red, and green decorations. Trees in the windows were adorned with sparkling bauble ornaments and silver and gold garland. You found yourself walking slower when you headed home from work just to enjoy the city lights for a bit longer.
The jolly fire in your belly only amplified when it began to snow. While it technically wasn’t winter just yet, the first snow typically came sometime in the middle of November. This year, it didn’t begin until the first week of December, and by then you were just itching to look out your window and see the soft white powder coating the ground outside. It didn’t disappoint – you got a few fluffy inches overnight and woke to find snowflakes fluttering around outside your window under an overcast gray sky. What better day than today to start your holiday decorating?
“You’re not gonna go full-on Hallmark movie on me this year, are you?”
Noelle hovered over your shoulder as you browsed through cookie recipes on the internet. You glanced up at her, taking a sip of your coffee.
“Don’t worry, Scrooge – I’ll keep the common area decorations to a respectable amount.” You smirked as her jaw dropped indignantly.
“Hey – it’s not that I don’t like the holidays, it’s just that I don’t want to drown in it in my living room.” She wandered over to the coffee pot, pouring herself a mug. “What’s your plan for the holiday with your famous lover, there?”
“He has a name, Noelle,” you scolded, rolling your eyes. “And, to answer your question, I’m not sure yet. We… haven’t really talked much about it.”
It was true – you’d been avoiding the subject so far, afraid of what the answer might be. You usually spent the holidays with your family back home, taking a week off between Christmas and New Year’s to go stay with them. You were really hoping to spend your holiday with Tom this year, but it would mean he would need to be ok with coming out to your hometown with you and meeting your family. Your entire family. It was a lot to ask of someone who you’d been with for just shy of half a year, especially someone as high profile as Tom. You knew your family would love him, but you were struggling to find your voice to ask him what he wanted to do.
“Well, you’ve still got a few weeks. But you might want to bring it up sooner rather than later. He’s got a very busy schedule,” Noelle advised, partly teasing but also partly serious. The two of you bantered often, but she really was one of your closest friends. She only wanted the best for you.
“I know. I know.” You sighed, closing your laptop, and getting up to wash your empty mug. “We’re meeting up today to do some shopping and decorating. Maybe I’ll talk to him then.”
“Sounds like the perfect time to bring it up. I gotta run – can’t be late for work again this week or Jerry will have my head. It better not be full on winter wonderland in here when I get home.”
“I’ll do my best. You know I have no self-control when it comes to holiday decorating.” Noelle shook her head, exiting through the door to the apartment. She popped her head back in for a moment.
“If you bake cookies, save some for me, alright?”
“You know I always do.”
“I knew I lived with you for a reason.” She grinned, retracting her head back through the doorway and shutting it behind her, leaving you to your thoughts.
The thought of talking to Tom about the holidays weighed on your mind all morning while you got ready for the day. You knew it was silly to be worried about it – Tom would most likely have no qualms with meeting your family, and even if he did, he certainly wouldn’t tell you. But deep down, you were scared of his answer. You were so excited at the possibility of spending the holidays together, and you weren’t sure your heart could take it if he said no.
Above all, this would be a huge step in your relationship. You hadn’t introduced your family to any guys you’d dated in years. The idea of bringing him home to meet them… it was exciting and terrifying at the same time. It meant there would be others invested in the relationship outside of the two of you. Other people in your life who would be heartbroken if things didn’t work out. It was a lot of pressure.
Your thoughts were interrupted when the buzzer to your apartment went off. You spoke into the intercom to say you’d be heading down before grabbing your winter coat off the coat rack by the door and sliding your arms into the sleeves as you walked out the door. Tom was waiting for you at the front door to the building. You let him wrap you in his arms, pressing a kiss to his lips.
“Where would you like to start?” he asked, taking your hand as you walked down the sidewalk into the city.
“There’s a cute little shop a few blocks away that sells a lot of really unique holiday decorations this time of year – I was thinking we could head there first, then swing by the grocery store for cookie ingredients.”
“Sounds lovely. Lead the way.”
You chatted casually as you walked, pointing out your favorite stores that decorated for the holidays. If he was overwhelmed by your festive mood, he didn’t say so. He asked you questions about what you liked so much about each storefront - whether you preferred warm white to bright white lights, green trees or colored trees, garland or tinsel… If he was only pretending to be interested, he was doing a damn good job of it.
The little holiday shop smelled heavenly of pine, illuminated softly with those warm white lights that, as you’d just finished explaining to Tom, were the superior type of holiday lights. You picked out a wreath to hang on the outside of the apartment door before making your way to the tree ornaments section.
“Oh, look at this – they have Marvel characters!” you giggled, pointing out the little Captain America ornament in the front of one of the shelves. “Do they have a Loki one?”
“If they do, I’m certain it looks nothing like me…”
“Oh wait, here it is!!” You picked up the tiny Loki figurine, holding it up beside Tom’s face. “I think it looks plenty like you!”
“Let me see it.” Tom took the ornament from your hand, scrutinizing the figure’s features. “It’s certainly not the worst depiction of Loki I’ve seen.”
“Oh, come on – don’t you want a little Loki ornament on my tree?” you asked teasingly. “It’d be like you’re always there in my apartment!”
“Charming, love. If you’d like it, I certainly won’t stop you.”
“It’s mine, then.” You brought your purchases to the front, scowling as Tom refused to allow you to pay for them, before heading out toward the grocery store.
The snow was picking up again on your way back to the apartment, heavy flakes dusting your hair and eyelashes. You put on your gloves to keep your hands warm against the chill winter air. Tom hadn’t brought any gloves of his own, but refused your offer to borrow yours, opting instead to stuff his hands in his coat pockets.
With your hand no longer laced in his, a rather mischievous idea sprang to mind. You trailed behind Tom just a bit as you walked, scooping a handful of snow off the sidewalk and molding it into a ball. You were nearly at your apartment now, only one building away, so it was now or never.
Pausing for just a moment to allow him to get a few feet ahead, you pulled your arm back and hurled the snowball at his back. Tom stopped short when the snowball exploded against his jacket, right between the shoulder blades. He spun around, jaw slightly slackened in surprise.
“Oh, you really want to start that?” he warned, his eyes narrowing with a mischievous grin.
“I believe I just did,” you quipped, quickly scooping up another handful of snow off the ground in preparation for his inevitable counterattack.
“Alright – you asked for it.” Tom swiftly crouched to pick up his own handful of snow, quickly forming a ball before chucking it straight toward you. You tried to duck, but you weren’t fast enough, and the snow slapped against the front of your shoulder.
“Oh, it’s on!” You threw your newly formed snowball at Tom, striking him in the stomach. Giggling, you ducked again as he threw another two snowballs at you, turning around so they’d strike you in the back.
“It isn’t fair that I’m doing this with my bare hands while you have gloves on,” he complained, rubbing his hands together for a moment to warm them as he dodged two more of your snowballs.
“I offered you my gloves! You said no!”
“That was before I knew you were planning to viciously attack me with snow!”
“Vicious?? That’s nothing! I’ll show you vicious!” You crouched on the ground, scooping up more snow and forming a loosely packed ball, chucking it at him before rapidly repeating the process. From your position on the ground, you could really only hit his legs, but it seemed to be plenty effective anyway as he shouted playful threats at you. “Surrender!”
“Never!” Another snowball sailed just over your head.
“You leave me no choice.” You grabbed a handful of snow, suddenly charging at him while he had his back turned to gather snow off the sidewalk behind him. Grabbing hold of the collar of his jacket, you shoved the handful of snow down his back. He yelped in surprise, jumping up and shaking the snow out of his coat.
“Alright! Alrihihight! I yield!” he protested, holding his hands up in surrender. “Next time you want to have a snowball fight, warn me so I can wear the proper attire, hmm?”
“Where would be the fun in that?” you teased, picking up your shopping bags from the sidewalk where you’d haphazardly dropped them. You grinned victoriously at Tom as you passed by him on your way into the apartment, with him heading in behind you.
You shrugged your jacket off and hung it on the coat rack, placing your purchases on the kitchen island to start setting up the cookie ingredients. Tom was surprisingly quiet for a few moments – you’d expected him to complain about the fact that you’d shoved snow down his shirt.
“Are you giving me the silent treatment, Tom?” you asked teasingly, turning around to look at him only to find he wasn’t there. “Uh, Tom? Where’d you go?”
“Right here, love.”
You nearly jumped at the proximity of his voice behind you, not realizing he’d walked around the kitchen island without you seeing him. He wrapped his arms around you from behind, and you leaned back into his embrace.
“I need you to help me with something.”
“Oh? And what’s that, your throwing aim?” you teased.
“No – I need you to help warm up my cold hands.”
Before your brain could process the implication of his request, he’d slid both hands beneath the hem of your shirt, pressing his ice-cold fingers into the bare skin of your belly. You shrieked, both from the cold and the ticklish sensation when his fingertips grazed gently against your skin.
“TOM IT’S SO COHOLD!!” you cried, twisting to escape his embrace but only succeeding in causing his hands to shift around on your belly, chilling more of your warm skin.
“I know it is. That’s why I need you to help warm them.”
“NOHO GET THEM OUT!”
“Mm, no, I think not. It’s only fair, considering you are the reason my hands are so cold in the first place.” He pressed his icy palms flat against your belly to increase the cold surface area. “Hmm. This isn’t working. Maybe if I move my hands around a bit to gather more warmth…” He wiggled his cold fingertips into the sensitive skin, and you doubled over with a shrill squeal. Somehow, the icy chill of his cold hands served to amplify the ticklish sensation, setting your nerves alight with every pass of his fingertips.
“TOHOHOM!!” Your knees buckled underneath you, sliding slowly to the floor as he followed you down.
“Darling, where are you going?” His hands slid around to your sides, crawling up to your ribs. You grabbed hold of his hands through your shirt, pushing them down and away from the spot you just knew he was aiming for.
“NOHO TOM DOHON’T YOU DAHAHARE!!”
“Don’t I dare what? Oh… you mean… this?” His fingers found his favorite tickle spot on the backs of your ribs, causing your laughter to become shrieky and desperate. His hands weren’t so cold now, at least, but god if it didn’t tickle SO badly.
“OK! O-OKAHAHAY!! YOU WIHIHIN!” You let out a giggly sigh of relief when he finally removed his hands from your ribs, slipping them back out from beneath the hem of your shirt and hugging you tight around the waist.
“Sorry, love – I couldn’t resist,” he whispered in your ear teasingly, kissing your cheek.
“Remind me never to start a snowball fight with you if you aren’t wearing gloves,” you groaned playfully. “Help me up, will you?”
“Certainly.” He stood, lifting you up off the floor with ease and setting you back on your feet. You turned around, poking a finger into his chest.
“I’m going to get you for that, Thomas,” you threatened, a bright grin on your face. He laughed, removing your hand from his chest to press a kiss to your knuckles.
“I imagine you’ll try.”
You scoffed, returning your attention to the cookie ingredients on the counter. You turned on some holiday music while Tom pulled your mixer off the top shelf of the cabinet for you (after the strainer incident, he wasn’t letting you climb on counters when he could easily get things for you), and you started mixing the butter and sugar. You measured and added the dry ingredients while Tom mixed up the cinnamon sugar coating for the cookies. Before long, the sugary, doughy smell was filling the kitchen.
“Uh… darling, did you forget something?” Tom asked suddenly.
“Huh? No, I don’t think so… I added the flour… mixed in the eggs…” You skimmed over the recipe, trying to figure out what he could be referring to. After a moment, he gently grasped your shoulders and turned you to face the oven. “What… oh. Aheh.”
“The last I checked, the oven needs to be on to actually bake the cookies,” Tom teased. You grinned sheepishly, programming the oven to preheat.
“Well, we’ve got a few extra minutes to get the cookie dough on the baking sheet,” you shrugged. “Here –“ You handed him a spoon, gesticulating to the mixing bowl. “Scoop some cookie dough onto that baking sheet, and I’ll work on this baking sheet here.”
“As you wish.”
You busied yourself placing even-sized dollops of dough on your sheet, spacing them evenly to allow space for them to spread as they baked. Halfway through, you glanced up to check on Tom’s progress, surprised to find there were only two dollops of dough on his sheet.
“What are you… hey!” Your eyes fell on a guilty-looking Tom, spoon halfway in his mouth. “I know the dough is delicious, but save some for baking, would you?”
“Apologies, darling – it’s just so good, I couldn’t help myself.”
“Well, no more taste-testing – you’ve had quite enough,” you scolded teasingly, wagging your spoon in his face for emphasis. With a final warning look, you turned back to your own baking sheet.
Something in the back of your mind told you he wasn’t finished being mischievous. You slowly lifted your gaze, finding that he was doing exactly as you’d expected – licking more cookie dough off the spoon.
“Oh, you little sneak!” You dropped your spoon into the bowl and lunged for him, latching both hands onto his ribs and digging your fingers in, eliciting a surprised yelp.
“Hehehey!” Tom pushed at your hands, spoon still grasped in his hand as you fought to keep your hold on him. He reached one hand out toward your side, which you promptly dodged and side-stepped around behind him to wrap your arms around his waist, swiftly clawing into his belly.
“Uh-uh! You need to learn a lesson! And I still owe you payback!” you cried, somehow evading his hands as you scribbled into any ticklish spot you could reach in rapid succession. Finally dropping the spoon, he reached around behind himself to try to grab for your sides, but you took the opportunity to shoot your hands up under his arms, halting his attack attempt in favor of clamping his arms to his sides.
“Ahalright!! Darling plehehease!” he pleaded, making your heart skip.
“Did I just make you beg? I’ve never been so proud of myself!” you teased, easing up and sliding your hands back down to his sides to keep him giggling. He hooked his hands around yours, and you allowed him to push you away this time, grinning victoriously up at him as he turned around to face you.
“You’re just asking for it today, aren’t you, love?”
Before he could retaliate, the oven beeped to signal it was preheated, and you took over setting cookie dough on Tom’s baking sheet so he couldn’t keep sneaking more tastes before it was baked. At last, you slid the filled baking sheets in the oven and set the timer for ten minutes, taking a seat at the kitchen island to wait. Tom sat himself down beside you, looking at you with a smile.
You knew there was probably not going to be a better time to talk to him about your plans for the holidays. Noelle was still out at work, and you had nothing else to distract you while you waited for the cookies to finish baking. The upbeat melody of Winter Wonderland was playing softly in the background as the apartment began to fill with the warm smell of cinnamon cookies.
“You seem to have something on your mind.” Tom gave you a curious look, catching your gaze. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”
“Oh… just thinking about the holidays this year.” You tried to sound casual, but your mind and heart were both racing as you tried to come up with the best way to discuss this. “I usually get to go see my family back home this time of year.”
“Well, aren’t you this year?” he asked.
“Yes… that’s the plan. At least, I think it is.” You looked down at your hands, playing absentmindedly with your fingers.
“You think it is?”
“Well…” You took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “I just… wasn’t sure what your plans were for the holidays.”
“I see.” Tom appeared thoughtful, watching you carefully as you avoided his eye. “And… why might that be?”
“I was… kind of hoping that you might want to… celebrate the holidays with me. With… my family?” You lifted your gaze slightly to look up at him through your eyelashes, biting your bottom lip with nervousness. He smiled brightly, a rumbling laugh escaping his chest.
“Why do you seem so nervous, darling? Do you think I wouldn’t want to meet your family?” He reached over to grasp your hand in both of his. “I would love nothing more than to meet your family. I simply didn’t want to push you if you weren’t ready for that.”
“Really?” An involuntary smile tugged at your lips. “You don’t mind that it will be my whole family? Like… all of my family?”
“I don’t mind at all.”
“And you don’t mind that we’d be staying at my parents’ house?”
“Sounds wonderful.”
You squeezed his hand in yours, leaning forward to kiss him. “I love you. So much.”
“And I love you.” He pressed a kiss to your forehead just as the oven timer went off, grinning at you as you sprang up from the stool to retrieve the cookies from the oven. Carefully, you scooped the cookies onto a cooling rack, resisting the urge to take a bite of a molten hot cookie. “They smell delicious.”
“See? Wasn’t it worth actually baking them and not just eating all the batter?” you teased. “Now you just have to wait a few minutes for them to cool.”
“Hmm.” He stood, taking a few steps toward you. “I can think of a good way to spend those few minutes.”
“Tom… noho, don’t even…” You backed away as he advanced, wiggling his fingers in the air teasingly at you. “No, no, we’re even now!”
“As I recall, it was you who started the snowball fight, and it was you who got the last laugh. I believe that means it’s my turn.”
He lunged toward you suddenly, eliciting a shriek from your lips as you turned and ran down the hallway toward your room, hoping to close the door before he could get to you. He was one step too quick for you, his hand preventing the door from closing all the way while the other wrapped around your waist, scooping you off the ground into his arms and kneading his fingers into your ribs where his hand rested on your side. Your giggles filled the room as you swung your legs to try to escape his hold.
But you didn’t really want to. This was exactly where you wanted to be. And you just couldn’t wait to start making travel plans with Tom for the holidays.
Part 7
#familiar series#marvel tickle#ticklish!reader#tickle fluff#tickle fic#tom hiddleston x reader#ler!tom hiddleston#lee!reader#sfw tickle fluff
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☕️If you had to place the black bulls in a squad that wasn't the black bulls, where would you put them and why?
Hello! I really appreciate the ask!
This concept has always been something I’d love to see more of since the possibilities are endless. I’m going to answer this prompt with the assumption that each member properly went through the magic knight exam and were chosen by a different squad captain. I’ll be explaining my thoughts in detail for each member.
More details under cut!
Crimson Lions
Asta: Crimson Lions
I think Asta’s determined and headstrong personality would work well within the Crimson Lions. The Crimson Lions seem to be a very disciplined and hardworking squad thanks to Fuegoleon’s leadership, which Asta would thrive in. I like to believe that Asta’s ambition of being Wizard King and outstanding fighting prowess during the exam would impress Fuegoleon enough to have him join his squad. Asta might also serve as a role model where it doesn’t matter what status or magic amount you have, as long as you work hard you are destined for greatness. This would align with Fuegoleon’s value. Also, Leopold would have a more consistent rivalry with Asta which would make him improve more quickly and effectively.
Zora: Crimson Lions
I think that Zora would be a refreshing addition to the Crimson Lion based on his more tactical fighting style and stance on the corrupted upper class. Having Zora would be a humbling experience for everyone. I think that Fuegoleon would appreciate Zora’s blunt and critical personality because it’ll only lead to improvement and growth. Although his pride may get repeatedly stomped on by Zora, he still values his words and learns from them. And since the Crimson Lions are most likely full of nobles, Zora will be an important key to not only showcasing that peasants are just as strong as nobles, but also point out each member's weakness. He may cause mayhem in this squad, but I think they’ll improve a lot with his presence. Zora would also respect Fuegoleon’s unbiased personality despite being a royal so he has no problem being in his squad.
Blue Rose
Noelle: Blue Rose
I specifically did not pick the Silver Eagles because I don’t believe that Noelle will consistently grow and improve in an environment where she will most likely be ridiculed or undermined. She needs to be in a squad where she can be empowered and supported by others. It’s because of these crucial factors that I think the Blue Rose is the perfect squad for her. Based on what we know about the Blue Rose, we have never seen any members discriminate against others based on class or skills (unless you’re a man RIP). I also believe that Charlotte would be a great role model and teacher for Noelle to look up to. Charlotte may also serve as a potential mother figure that Noelle probably wanted her whole life.
Finral: Blue Rose
This is basically a dream come true for Finral. A squad full of beautiful and strong women? He can finally die happy! Joking aside, I think Finral’s personality and spatial magic would meet Charlotte’s standards. Although Finral is a flirt, he is definitely not disrespectful towards women. Though his flirting may get him in trouble due to the “no dating men” rule, he can always be subtle about it like the other blue rose members. Who knows, maybe his attempts may appear charming to the other members. Finral’s spatial magic is also very reliable and makes him the squad’s favorite errand boy.
Green Mantis
Magna: Green Mantis
Magna’s small amount of magic might prevent him from being accepted by any other squads, but I think Magna’s grit and delinquent attitude might work well under Jack. Magna is no pushover and his willingness to fight might entertain Jack. And if Magna is extremely loyal to Yami, he might be the same for Jack which will stroke his ego pretty nicely. Magna basically went from mean looking captain to another lmao. And if I’ll be honest, Magna might be the key to the squad improving drastically. The squad honestly needs that toughness based on the weak-willed members we know so far from the squad. Jack would definitely leave Magna in charge of toughening up the members. They need it.
Luck: Green Mantis
The sole reason why Luck would join the Green Mantis is because of Jack. Out of all the other captains, Jack seems the most eager to slice which will peak Luck’s interest. If Jack can apparently cut anything, Luck wants to test his abilities and fight Jack. Luck already has a bad reputation and so he might not be accepted into other noble squads. Thankfully, Jack doesn’t care for reputation so Luck will be at home in his squad. It also helps that Luck is in the same squad as Magna since they seem to motivate each other to grow stronger. They’d make a good pair in toughening up the squad and entertaining Jack.
Nacht: Green Mantis
Now Nacht was very difficult for me to choose. Nacht would probably prefer to be in a squad where he can do whatever he wants and spy on the Spade Kingdom. With this in mind, I would put Nacht in the Green Mantis. This squad is one of the least noteworthy in comparison to the other squads and aren’t as formal or rigid. This becomes an advantage for Nacht since this gives him the freedom to do whatever he needs to do. If he were to disappear, the squad doesn’t have to know due to Jack’s lax leadership. Jack wouldn’t think much about Nacht’s disappearance nor would he care so it’s a win-win situation.
Coral Peacock
Charmy: Coral Peacock
I think Charmy would fit in with the Coral Peacock because of her versatile and powerful cotton magic. I like to think that Kirsch, specifically, would view Charmy’s magic as very beautiful. Her cotton magic is just like her personality, very adaptable and cute, so Charmy might end up charming Kirsch if she were to be a part of the squad. She may even be a possible little-sister figure that he’d end up doting over. Of course, Mimosa will always be his number one. Dorothy can also have a nice soft cotton bed to sleep on lmao.
Vanessa: Coral Peacock
I think Vanessa would be in the Coral Peacock due to being a fellow witch. Vanessa’s versatile and elegant thread magic would also fit with the Coral Peacock’s beautiful aesthetic. There’s no question that Vanessa would meet Kirsch’s standards because of her beauty. However, if Vanessa drinks a lot and casually wears her underwear around the base, Kirsch will suddenly become an overbearing mother. He would see such behavior as unbecoming of a beautiful person and would continuously lecture Vanessa to change her habits.This becomes an everyday thing. Being in the same squad as Dorothy can also lead them to have a closer bond due to their similar upbringing.
Purple Orcas
Gordon: Purple Orcas
It’s a big oof. Gordon would only be accepted into the Purple Orcas because of his poison and curse magic. Gueldre initially wanted Gordon to join him on his corrupted scheme, but after realizing that Gordon’s personality betrays his appearance, he (thankfully) dropped the idea. Now that the original purpose for having Gordon is meaningless at this point, Gordon would be left to do whatever he wants. Sadly, he might be lonely because the other members are too scared to approach him or even ridicule him. Thankfully, he might have someone from the Black Bulls to give him company.
Grey: Purple Orcas
Similar to Gordon, Grey’s transformation magic would be viewed as useful for Gueldre’s schemes. And just like with Gordon, Gueldre would realize that he can’t manipulate Grey into participating in his scheme and would give up on the initial plan. Once Grey is transformed, she is very unpredictable and might not listen to directions as readily. If she’s left alone, she might just transform into her other members and have fun. This is where she’d befriend Gordon and hang out together. They’ll keep each other company. Once Kaiser replaced Gueldre, they would both try and better the reputation of the squad. I can see both of them being more fond of Kaiser than Gueldre. A possible father-figure maybe!
Golden Dawn
Gauche: Golden Dawn
Despite Gauche’s past crimes, William would specifically choose Gauche because he is a reincarnation of Drowa. Gauche’s mirror magic could also be powerful in battle, but he’s definitely a controversial pick due to his criminal history and uncouth personality. Gauche would be the black sheep of the squad and he could honestly care less. As long as he receives his paycheck and spends it on Marie, he just wants to be left alone. No friends, no trouble. Alecedora and Langris will not vibe with Gauche. He isn’t afraid to shoot beams at them or anybody else. William promises that Gauche has the skill to live up to the Golden Dawn’s standards. He’s really stretching it for the sake of having him in the squad. Might try and get Gauche to improve his cooperation skills. And thus Gauche joins Klaus, Yuno, and Mimosa for mission and team building. It’s a wild dynamic.
Nero: Golden Dawn
If Nero were to join a squad as a bird, I feel like she would naturally join Asta’s squad since she likes to sit on his head. However, if she were to go through the exam as herself, she would probably be in the Golden Dawn. I’m sure Patri would at least recognize Nero and would want her by his side to keep an eye on her. Nero’s true identity will be unknown to the other members, but William will do everything he could to be close to Nero. Probably to investigate Nero’s goals. She might also be partnered up with Klaus, Yuno, Mimosa, and Gauche. Not gonna lie though, I was tempted to put her in the Silver Eagles because she’d fit the bird aesthetic.
Aqua Deer
Henry: Aqua Deer
Henry is a quirky man. A quirky man that Rill might find inspiration from! Henry might become Rill’s biggest fan because not only would Rill probably let Henry absorb his mana, but he’d show him his various art work. In return, Rill might like Henry because of his cool recombination magic! Each day his house might look different? That sounds like a potential art project in the making! Henry also attracts animals and so Rill will have a blast painting various animals that come by his house! Especially the birds! Probably the most light-hearted friendship.
#black clover#asta#noelle silva#zora ideale#luck voltia#magna swing#nacht faust#charmy pappitson#vanessa enoteca#gordon agrippa#grey#gauche adlai#nero#secre swallowtail#henry legolant#answered#au#firefutte#thank you for the ask!!#this was fun to think about~!#No one joins the Silver Eagles because Nozel's standards are too high apparently adflsaj
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Hello there, your headcanons are just amazing! Wouldn't you mind doing some for Nozel and Fuegoleon with their s/o meeting their youngest siblings (Noelle and Leopold), please? Thank you very much.
I’ve been doing a few NSFW requests back to back, so this request was quite refreshing for me! hehe. I’m not 24/7 thirsty y’all... just ALMOST.
Thank you for requesting this one Anony!! I just love our royal captains so much hehe. They’re so cute always. ♡
Nozel | Fuegoleon
Nozel Silva
Nozel and you have been dating for half a year now and today there was a birthday event at the house of Silva.
You came to the party, dressed elegantly. Nozel caught sight of you and came towards you, “thank you for coming,” he took your hands and kissed the back of it.
You beamed at him, “you look great today,”
“Nozel ni sama!” A girl’s voice called out to him.
You saw a young lady with the splitting image Lady Acier. She seemed to be a little wary of Nozel, but at the same time there was a glint in her eyes that showed that she was happy to see him.
“Is she..?” You leaned in to ask Nozel.
Nozel cleared his throat when Noelle came over, “Noelle, meet Y/n” he turned over to you, “y/n, meet my youngest sibling, Noelle”
She looked at you for awhile and smiled, “nice to meet you y/n san!”
“Are you Nozel ni sama’s ...” she paused and cautiously looked at Nozel with her side eye, “erm.. girlfriend?”
You saw Nozel’s cheeks blush a little as he glanced at you, waiting for your response. He always respected your decision if you didn’t want to tell someone about both your relationship, afterall it might get overwhelming for you since he was a royal while you were not.
“Yes, I am,” you beamed at her with a little bow, to which she also immediately bowed back, “I’ve heard a lot about you! You’re so pretty, like Lady Acier.”
“well.. thank you.” It was Noelle’s turn to blush, “we could hang out sometime if you don’t mind..”
They are indeed siblings, you thought to yourself as you held her hand gently, “sure! We’ll have a girls day out”
Fuegoleon Vermillion
You and Fue have been dating for awhile now, one day during dinner he brought up the topic of meeting his family.
“A-are you sure they’ll like me..?” You asked, “I’m not a royal afterall and I have no idea how to behave like one..”
“Oh dearest, please,” he took your hands in his, “our family never minded about social status.”
“How about you meet my youngest brother first?” He suggested, “he’s... friendly”
You agreed to do so.
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On your next date, Fue brought you to his place. He opened the door of the common room and there sat a young boy, the same shade of hair colour as Fue, same eye shadow, looking at you.
He was grinning from ear to ear like an excited little puppy that saw it’s owner come home.
“Y/N SAN!!!!” He exclaimed, voice booming through the entire room. “WELCOME”
You stood rooted to the ground, unsure of how to react to the warm hospitality.
“Lower down your voice Leopold,” Fue said sternly, “you’re scaring my guest,”
“Oh.” He whispered loudly, “sorry y/n! Hello!”
He ran over to you, extending his arms out for a handshake, “I’m Leopold! You can call me Leo!”
You returned his handshake with an equally wide smile of yours, “I’ve heard a lot about you Leo! It’s really nice to meet you!”
He didn’t let go of your hand. He excitedly shook your hands vigorously with sparkles in his eyes , “my brother told me a lot about you too! He talks about you all the time! About the time you-”
Fuegoleon dragged him by the back of his collar and pulled his hands away from yours “that’s enough introductions Leo”
Fue’s face turned a bright crimson red. Leopold and you exchanged glances and he winked, you’ll have to catch up more with him later.
-end-
#black clover#black clover imagine#black clover x reader#black clover headcanons#black clover scenarios#nozel silva x reader#nozel silva#nozel x reader#noelle silva#fuegoleon vermillion x reader#fuegoleon vermillion#fuegoleon x reader#leopold vermillion
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I’m putting all my livestream comments on this and I’ll edit as we go. Enjoy!
Toby Hawk, Pro Skater
What’s better than this, three dads being dudes
Rip to ThreeDads
“Time to start the real game like real gamers”
Asriel canonically buds with a reluctant Burgerpants
Toby really said, “ha, you thought”
“So embarrassing with your mom loves you…I hate when that happens”
“Alphys’ square glasses were based off John Eggbert…no one needed to know that”
Worms
“This is all off the cuff bad jokes”
This panel really does have such dad energy
“I wanted people to be unsure here” yeah toby, i thought I was about to be murdered! Didn’t help it was halloween
“IT’S THE BOY!”
“Please guys, it’s a boy…I boy proofed the game”
TEMMIE!!!
“Don’t say it’s bad…btw it’s bad”
I love Toby’s both love and hatred of retro video game tropes
“Is that stubble or teeth?” “It’s stubble, he says he shaves it, shows what fan you are” “YOU CAN SHAVE TEETH!”
TORIEL OH MY GOD IM CHOKING ON SPIT
Well, that’s one way to go to commercial
ALL OF SANS JACKETS AND MONSTER KID!!!
“True gamers will never touch wall and never touch grass, only game”
Toby’s drawings of character concepts is me turning in my design for art class before the sculpture is made
“This forest is based off a leaf” “…a leaf?” “Yes”
Man, who needs an incorrect quotes blog, these four are more than enough with their correct ones
“This is what the stream is all about…piss”
“How come we never made does”
“Producers, can you get me a sword, the next time they say something stupid…I’ll be ready” Toby ain’t playing around
“Give me the sword” is so omnious coming from a robotic voiced dog
“A concert asked me if they could play like 3 songs…like long elevator, and I said…bro, u do u”
“That might be his real accent, who knows…he’s still bad at it”
THEY GOT TOBY A SWORD!!!
So happy to know that Toby codes how I do
“Burn up with the rest of the garbage of the universe” gO OFF TOBY
“This special boy removes his special headwear”
ASRIEL/RALZEI PLUSHIE
“BOLD AND BRASH, THATS SQUIDWARD”
“Patrick from the new nickolodian game will wave dash and kill me”
“Respect me”
“You’re mother loves you…you might be worried because your room has no stuff but your family loves you in this game” it’s come full circle
Kris has become Tantalus
“Oh my god, it’s Sans from Smash Brothers” the power to say this statement, toby I swear
“Sans will wave dash into my house and kill me”
THE DOG ON THE BALCONY
I look down for five seconds and now one of the dad is goat dad
TOBY FORGOT HE WAS IN JAPANESE
“We’ll see you soon” owo
OH MY GOD OH MY HOD IAOABEIQLA A OENF EUA A HIT CONTINUE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD
TOBY I KNOW YOURE A DOG BUT FOR THE LOVE-HES MOVING
KRIS ATE A PIE OH MY GOD
TIME LOOP?! WHAT IS GOING ON?! FELLAS?!!!
Good social distancing from Toriel, thank her
SUSIE I LOVE YOU
NOELLE I LOVE YOU MORE
MAGICAL GIRL TRANSFORMATION?!
OH MY GOD
Thank you so much Toby and Co, it was a blast! Happy birthday Undertale and to many more!
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ok FINALLY heres the last. pile of stuff from deltarune sdgjgfg
sad
YES
oh my GOD im so glad they’re ok and apparently got back into my pocket again somehow
rouxls thou art an absoluteth liar
god i wish that were me
thanks ralsei for your wisdom
MAYBE NOT
i hate this thing but also the fact that i was given no say in whether to take it or not and it’s Here Now And There’s Not A Goddamn Thing I Can Do About It probably means kris either wanted it or wanted it to spite me or both and either way, well played, good for them lmfao
ive been waiting the entire chapter for this
gaslight gatekeep girldad
anyway i cant BELIEVE she isn’t actually lancer’s mom. maybe she is and is just being a brat about it but it doesn’t seem like it. why does she look SO MUCH like him and his dad. lancer acts like he takes after her already. like why would she NOT be his mom, toby, answer me this
though i did see someone’s theory somewhere that queen divorced lancer’s dad before lancer was. born. or. made. or whatever he is and wherever he came from. and she keeps, to this day, taking things in the divorce, long after the divorce. she took the kid in the divorce years after said divorce and it’s not even her kid sdgsdg
i definitely love that her immediate response to seeing lancer was just “alright ive just decided: im your mother now”
what the fuck is this about i need to KNOW
noelle’s dad just delivering an absolute one hit KO on his daughter here
MOM HOLY FUCK
HOLY FUCKING SHIT
THERE THEY ARE!!!!!!!! THERE THEY A R E
i was so fucking hype about napstablook i didnt even notice all the prisoners are the dogs from the walk up to snowdin fsdjgdsg
imprisoned for dog crimes
i dont remember what happened here that caused them all to get loose but i didnt get a chance to interact with them. oops. next time
i wont. for you, my beloved
i really like that somehow in this bizarre alternate world where even bratty and catty aren’t friends... somehow... napstablook still inexplicably became besties with undyne anyway
mixed messages here
deputy napstablook...................
napstablook and undyne buddy cop comedy when
i missed the shots of it apparently but thank you toby for allowing us a small scrap of alphyne as well
well, well, WELL, if it isn’t sans undertale
he won’t sell you anything unless you put it in a basket and the baskets are stacked so high its impossible to get them. this is a terrible store. i missed you so much
napstablook back... alphyne hints... sans running a ridiculous store again... soriel flirting... nature is healing
asgore oh my fucking god NO
i wonder why they divorced in this universe though since the whole. thing with the. y’know. human sacrifice. didn’t happen, presumably
i guess that probably means they were fundamentally noncompatible in some other respect even outside of that context/were never meant to be even in an alternate life
proud of you buddy but also deeply terrified of whatever’s going on behind the counter there
[slumps sadly against the door] please, i know you’re in there
I’m right out here for you, just let me iiiinnnnnn
my heart hurts im so worried about mettaton
like. presumably if he never met alphys. and. won’t come out. he’s probably still a ghost and never got his dream body. so he’s just hiding in there. please... honey darling sweetie gravy let me help you let me hold you
he said something like “show me something entertaining tomorrow” so im hoping with my entire heart that means we’ll be able to do something for him in the next chapter
um
im still really scared but toriel is still an icon
o K A Y
does this mean the next dark world is going to be made from toriel’s house. chariel is going to be a character now im calling it right here
anyway uh i have no fucking idea what’s going on still but this chapter was really good and even better than the last one and im finally like, proper invested in this
what is HAPPENING though like. its becoming pretty clear that the player is the Soul and is controlling kris, a separate being entirely, against their will. that’s why when they rip it out we can no longer control them or see where they go or what they do. but it clearly hurts them severely to tear it out and they can barely survive without it. and if we can assume kris was the one who slashed toriel’s tires... why?? that doesn’t make sense as something they would break our control over them to do
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