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hello there! i love your writing! may i request a barbatos x reader with the fluff prompt #37 (all my choices lead me to you). i love that man so much.
⌜ Barbatos⌟
37. “All my choices lead me to you.”
warnings: gn! reader, minor angst (just barbatos finally indulging in his feelings and getting what he wants lolololol), is barbatos ooc? probably, but i love the idea of super composed men falling apart bc they're so in love~~~
Barbatos had always held himself back, had never indulged in all that he's wanted, had never made a choice for himself and purely for himself. So why, why was it that fate kept bringing him back to you, the only person who seemed to toy with what he thought was an innate ideology in him?
And now, watching as you walk away, he feels his hand itch. His body burning, screaming, yearning to reach out and not let you go. Not again. His feet move without him telling them to.
Stumbling over himself, he can only think of how he needs to reach you. Just reach you. For have you for a second longer, only a second. Indulge himself just a little more, his inhuman restraint crumbling as he grabs your wrist and gently pulls you towards him.
"B- Barbatos?"
Your face is so close to his. His cheeks grow warm. Do you have any idea how many futures he searched, how many times he questioned which path to follow, only for it all to lead to you? Every. Single. Time.
"Barbatos..." Your voice pulls him back to reality.
This is bad. He's never... He's never craved something so intensely before. He opens his mouth, his throat dry.
"I-... I..." A fluttery breath leaves him as he rests his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. "Do you even understand how important you are? Ah, it just hand to be you." He mumbles lowly, hoping you don't hear him but you do.
"I don't understand- What are you-"
"All my choices," Barbatos breathes, pulling away and meeting your eyes. You had never seen him so distressed, so flustered. "lead me to you." He finishes, his eyes flicking down to your lips, before his hand snakes to the back of your neck, his other hand cupping your cheek as he kisses you.
Breathless, he only pulls away when his lungs ache for oxygen again, and when he sees the frazzled state he left you in, he apologizes. "I'm sorry, I know that-"
"Don't apologize." You cut him off, licking your lips as you shyly meet his eyes. "Just kiss me again."
And that he did. After all, he was always going to end up like this— helpless to the whims of his love for you.
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Okay okay but idea.. idk why but i suddenly thought of Barbatos and MC with the prompt "I broke the dishwasher..." Can I please request this? Just some chaotic fluff lol. Thank you! I hope you're having a good day/night! <3
⌜ Barbatos⌟
09. “I may have broken the dish washer.”
warnings: gn! reader.
So many chores, and thus so little time to be with him. Barbatos was apologetic, but he couldn't just leave his duties whenever he wished. "Then... Let me help you?" You say, placing your hands over his and giving him a gentle smile. "I'll wash the dishes! Can't be that hard~"
"Are you sure? You really don't have to, I—" You bring his hands to your lips and give his knuckles a little kiss.
"I want to help! I can do it, so just leave it to me, okay?" Barbatos stares at you for a moment before sighing, his shoulders relaxing a bit as he nods.
"Alright. Thank you, dear." You nod, and with that, Barbatos and you part to do your separate chores. Rolling up your sleeves, you look at the large load of dirty dishes spread amongst the sink and counter.
"For Barbatos," You whisper to yourself, hyping yourself up before diving in... Except, it only takes a few minutes for you to shamefully trudge your way to where Barbatos was folding laundry.
"Is everything alright, love?"
"Uhm... I don't know how to say this but..." You trail off, picking at the hem of your shirt. "I may have broken the dish washer."
"How did you-" Barbatos is quite literally stunned, which is an impressive feat. You broke the dish washer? You hadn't even been in the kitchen for four minutes? He swallows the lump in his throat, and closes his eyes to try and recollect himself. "Okay. That's... That's alright." He says, placing a comforting a hand on your shoulder. "I'll take care of the dishes. Can you fold this laundry, instead?" You look at the pile, and nod.
"I can fold laundry!"
Barbatos, although a bit concerned now, leaves you to your own devices as he tries to fix the dish washer. And although the clothes weren't as crisp in their folds, they were folded neatly and that was enough. He'll make sure to thank you properly with a nice date with his newfound free time.
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31. "You’re so, so, so pretty." for Asmodeus?
⌜ Asmodeus⌟
31. "You’re so, so, so pretty."
warnings: gn! reader.
Asmo had dragged you out to go shopping with him, and of course that meant lots of waiting in the little waiting room whilst he tried on different outfits, before exiting the small changing room to show off the clothes. You sit in a puffy pink chair, several boxes in the chair beside you from previous shops.
"Are you ready?" Asmodeus asks, peaking his head out behind the velvet curtain and giving you a teasing eyebrow wiggle. "I think you're going to like this one~" He hums, before stepping out to show off himself.
He was right. This outfit was gorgeous on him— and although most outfits looked downright stunning on him, this one took the cake with being your favorite color too.
"Well? What do you think?" Asmodeus' asks, batting his lashes innocently. Standing, you make your way to him, gently cupping his cheeks and giving him a chaste kiss.
"You're so, so, so pretty." You whisper breathily, before closing the distance once more. Asmo moans into the kiss, leaning further into your touch. When you finally pulled away, he was left a little breathless, a blush dusting his cheeks.
"This is a must buy then~" He winks, pulling away and closing the curtain with a flourish. "Remind me to try it on again at home," Asmo teases. Ah, he truly is so, so, so pretty though.
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i'll finish posting the 500 event requests soon, but then i'll be posting any & all new stuff on @bloomries !!
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BABE!! literally I saw your post about being shadowbanned weeks ago and I commented on it, and yk me being the dumbass that I am, realized that you probably can't see or reply to it😭😭
So yeah i'm so sorry this happened to you😕 I haven't been shadowbanned ever so idk it must really suck to not have your work show up
Sending lots of love and support, i'm sure it'll get fixed soon <3
Aw noo! I didn't see it— 'm sorry!
It's just a little upsetting bc :( i wanna share what i write and especially since i like just had a bunch of requests sent in right before it happened so now idk if they'd be able to see them or not!
and thank you! I'll continue to be patient, I'm sure it'll be fixed soon!
#lots of love sent right back to you!#ah it's been so tiring as of late 🥲 i hate gloomy winter days#anyways i hope everyone is doing well!!!#📕.blossom#i did make a back up but i haven't used it yet so 🤷♀️
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maybe i'm just impatient as hell but i'm thinking of making a new blog bc this shadowban is killing me 🥲
#a little over two weeks it's not a lot but yknow i said i was impatient waaa#i'll hold out but i've seen people say this happened to them for /months/ before it got fixed 😭😭#📕.blossom
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i love how you write it's amazing 10/10 omg
!!! aww hehe thank you very much ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚
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Hello! This is my first time sending a req and I really love your writing (btw congrats on 500 followers ♡ヾ(๑ ́◠︿◠ ̀๑ ))
may I have a fluffy 29 & 43 with diavolo?
⌜ Diavolo ⌟
29. “I like this, being so close to you.”
43. “I trust you.”
warnings: gn! reader, demon form diavolo, lots of physical touch.
It's not that Diavolo was ashamed of his demon form— far from it, he just didn't want to accidentally hurt you. "I trust you." You had told him, but it did little to quell his worries. If he accidentally hurt you, he'd never forgive himself. Still, he was not going to be the one to dwindle your curiosity, and thus he shifted into his demon form.
The intimacy of the moment, the way your fingers stretch out to reach out to touch his wings, carefully caressing them, it made his insides twist and knot. His face felt hot, his knees going weak. Diavolo had never felt this way before. He liked it, a lot.
"I like this," He whispered, his eyes fluttering shut, a breathy sigh leaving his lips, "Being so close to you." You can't help the smile the forms on your lips at his words. Your fingers dance across his wings to his skin, leaving goosebumps in their wake as you work way to the front of him. Stepping closer, if possible, Diavolo peaks an eye open. "Yeah, I like this a lot." He mumbles, leaning down and capturing your lips in a kiss.
Melting instantly, you can't help the way your hands wander to the top of his head and caress his horns. He groans, pulling away and meeting your eyes with heavy lidded ones. "You have no idea how good that feels," He mumbles, leaning in to your touch.
Fascinating. Absolutely fascinating. Your curiosity is calmed for now, if only by a little, and so you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in closer, kissing him deeply. His wings flap out a bit in shock, shuttering at your boldness. You've got this demon prince wrapped around your finger, Diavolo's more than willing to do whatever you ask. For he trusts you, just as much as you trust him.
﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚
blossom's note: uwaaa thank you darling! i hope i did well with your first ever request! this was such a good combo, so i hope you enjoyed reading it! please feel free to chat or request again!
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hiyaa can i request beel with fluffy prompt 16 ‘did u eat all my oreos’
tyy :))
⌜ Beelzebub ⌟
16. “Did you eat all my oreos?”
warnings: gn! reader.
If you had known he'd make such a crestfallen expression, you would've hunted Beelzebub down just to check if they were his. They were in the pantry without a label, so you thought they were fair game, but it turns out Beel was looking forward to them all day.
"Did..." Beelzebub lifts his head from the empty container to look at you, "Did you eat all my oreos?" What a pitiful expression he held, it made your stomach churn (or it could be all the oreos you ate-).
"Uhm," You wipe at your lips, hoping there were no crumbs. "Your what?"
"My oreos." He says, holding up the empty pack. "Someone ate all my oreos." His grip tightens, crushing the oreo pack. You swallow thickly. Shit. This was not good.
"Uh..." You glance nervously at the door, then at Beelzebub. You can't confess to eating his oreos, nor could you make a break for it. "No. I think it was Mammon." You clear your throat as you hold out your hand, "How 'bout we go to the mart and get you some more? I- I'll buy you three packs." You say, earnestly, and Beel's rising anger seems to settle quickly, forgetting you blamed Mammon at the promise of more Oreo's than he originally planned.
"Mmm... Okay." And with that, he follows you out the house and to the nearby convenience store. Crisis averted.
﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚
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hii, may I have a solomon, fluff prompt [12]? Thank you!
⌜ Solomon ⌟
12. “Think about it. The little patter of children in our home.”
warnings: gn! reader, talk of starting a family, slight angst (solomon has anxiety about starting a family and such) but overall fluff(?).
Solomon had a hand on your hip, rubbing small, soothing circles against your skin. Cuddled into him, your head rests against his chest as you speak about the future. Solomon found it amusing, how animatedly you spoke about it, excited to share more time with him. It made his heart clench uncomfortably in his chest. Right now, you are describing your future shared home, and children.
“I mean,” You prop yourself up on your elbow, looking up at him with a smile that could blind him if he wasn’t careful. “Think about it. The little patter of children in our home.” You sigh blissfully, resting your head against his chest once more. You continue on with your little fantasy, but Solomon’s thoughts wander off elsewhere.
He’s thought about it. Oh, he’s thought about it a lot as of late, especially with your increasing hints and implications of wanting a home, a baby. Solomon wants to give it to you, he’d do anything for you, he’d give you the world if you asked, but as he stares up at the ceiling, he can’t help but wonder if he could give you a happy life. After all, he’s immortal. He wants to grow old with you, but he can’t. His grip on you tightens a fraction, his face grimacing without him realizing.
“Sol?”
Would he even be a good father? It’s not like he knows anything about parenting. He’s not very good with Luke, how could he possibly handle an actual baby? Gnawing at his lip, he wonders if he can even have children, with how many experiments he’s done to himself. He curses himself.
“Solomon?”
Solomon snaps out of his daze and looks down at your worried expression. He gives a reassuring smile, giving your hip a little squeeze. “Yeah?” You look over his features, analyzing him, before leaning in to press a chaste kiss to his lips.
“If you have something that’s bothering you, please let me know.” He isn’t sure how to proceed, but seeing you giving him such a loving look…
"I'm just wondering, if I could truly give you what you wish. That's all." You hum, caressing his cheek. "I'm not sure I'd be a great father." He adds, averting his gaze off to the side. So that's what's worrying him. You press another kiss to his lips.
"Being with you is what I want. I'll be happy as long as I'm by your side. As for the parenting thing, well... We'll be in it together." You say it as if there's nothing to worry about, and to Solomon that's reassuring enough. He chuckles. Ah, how easy you wash away his worries. Yes, together. You'll do it together. He smiles, this time he leans in to give you a sweet kiss.
"Tell me more about our children, then. I'm very intrigued. Do you think they'll get my eyes?" You break out into a grin, and begin to talk more about your dreams for the future. Solomon isn't sure what the future holds, but as long as your together, then hopefully your dreams will become true.
﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚
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i contacted support so hopefully this will be resolved soon! until then i'll wait to post anymore! (✿◠‿◠)
i think i am shadowbanned ( ; ω ; ) i can't view my messages, idk what to do but i wrote some request up for tomorrow that i hope everyone can see!
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Hello! If you haven't got too many, would you please do mammon with number 30, putting back readers hair?
⌜ Mammon ⌟
30. "Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—"
warnings: gn! reader, reader's hair gets clipped back.
Mammon was trying to show you a funny video he had found, leaning in to show you the video. You were supposed to be working on a project, but the both of you got bored and ended up on social media shortly after.
Mammon’s eyes were trained on your face, wanting to see your reaction over rewatching the video. He had a smile on his face, awaiting your laughter, but then he noticed (for the fourth time in a row) that your hair fell into your eyes again. He huffed, getting annoyed because he simply wanted you to laugh at the short little clip he was showing you.
"Your hair keeps falling into your eyes, do you know that? Here, lemme just—" Mammon reached over with his free hand and placed the hair back where it should go. He didn’t realize just how much closer he got to you in order to do this little task until his eyes fell to meet yours.
Breaths hitched, Mammon wet his lips with his tongue. Should he kiss you? He’d really like to… Slowly, cautiously, he starts to lean in, only for your hair to fall back into your eyes and have you giggle. Damn it. Mammon glared at your hair, rolling his sleeves up.
“Alright, Imma just put your hair up, ‘kay?” and thus, he went about finding a hair clip, before he clips the infuriating strands of hair back. “Better.” He nods, proud of himself. You hum, feeling the yellow hair clip he put in your hair, your eyes trailing off to the table where a few other clips lay.
Grabbing a pink one, you lean in and clip his bangs back. “Now we match~” You tease, and Mammon can’t help the heat that floods his cheeks.
“Yeah, guess we do… A- Anyways, now ya can finally watch the video!” He abruptly changes the topic, grabbing his phone to find the video. Yeah, he’ll try not to think about the matching hair clips if he wants to keep his heart at a normal rate.
﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚
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i think i am shadowbanned ( ; ω ; ) i can't view my messages, idk what to do but i wrote some request up for tomorrow that i hope everyone can see!
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hello! I hope your day has been well :) May I have Satan with fluff prompt 60? Just a little note but could Satan and MC be friends and they both acknowledge that they have feelings for the other but they simply don’t know what to do about it! Thankyou in advance and i’m sorry if the extra note is confusing :D
⌜ Satan ⌟
60. "It’s getting crowded. Here, hold my hand."
warnings: gn! reader, mutual pining/crushing, crowded place.
It wasn't technically a date, but it also wasn't technically not a date. Feelings acknowledged, yet left unsaid, as the bookstore slowly grows more and more crowded. Satan glances at you, your body squished against his in order to make more room for more customers. It was peaceful and calm, a nice silence settling over you both, just a mere few seconds ago, and now the peace was disturbed by the chaotic hoards trying to get in on some book sale.
"It's getting crowded. Here, hold my hand." Satan says softly into your ear, and you have to fight back the heat rising to your face. You can feel his pinkie brush against yours, before both of your fingers intertwine with each others.
Satan is more than frustrated at the fact this impromptu date-but-not-a-date was interrupted, but the feeling of your hand in his made up for it. He tries to hide the fact he's grown a little flustered, hoping his palms aren't too sweaty (even going so far as to working on an excuse if you ask why his hands are sweaty, in case they are). You, on the other hand, are more concerned with the sweat on your own hands.
You let him guide you out of the bookstore, his powerful aura making the crowds separate. Brushing shoulders with others, you somehow manage to finally get out of the shop, sadly without any books bought. Satan sighs and runs a hand through his hair as he glares at the shop.
"It's a Tuesday, just why is it so busy?" He grumbles more to himself than to you, before turning to address you. "Sorry, I didn't realize how popular this place was. We could try going to another store?" It isn't until he squeezes your hand lightly that both of you realize that you're... you're still holding hands... and neither of you are willing to pull away either.
Instead, soft pink dusts Satan's cheeks and you clear your throat out of sheer bashfulness. Yes, you both like each other, but you haven't even voiced your affections, so materializing them is...
Still, neither of you pull away.
"Or we could get something to eat first?" You offer, "I think I know a place nearby," You offer sheepishly, and Satan, who's currently trying to keep his usual cool and collected composure together, nods almost too eagerly.
"Ah, that's a good idea, too."
And so, you both start walking in the direction of the little restaurant you know, hand-in-hand, and fuzzy feelings caught in your chests.
﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚
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ROMANCE WRITER
featuring. gorou, kaedehara kazuha, kujou sara, shikanoin heizou, thoma, yae miko.
summary. you write romance novels! but sometimes certain scenes are harder to envision and thus you have to act them out— and this scene needs a partner!
warnings. gn! reader, pining/crushing (not yet in a relationship), suggestive content (yae miko's).
꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── GOROU
"Ah, General Gorou! You're just the person I need to help me with my problem!" After all, you've based the main love interest off of him! Of course, you'd never tell him that. Gorou looks panicked at your words, ready to spring into action.
"Of course! What do you need help with!" How cute, and totally heroic! Just how you imagine the love interest would react! You're nearly swooning, really...
"I need your help with my novel!" Gorou blinks, a bit shocked at your words. He wasn't expecting that— he thought possibly you were in more imminent danger, but he'd still like to help nonetheless. Could he offer you his military knowledge? Or possibly- "I need you to hold me like so, I'm having a hard time describing this scene."
"W- What?" He squeaks out, his ears perked up, his tail swinging wildly behind him. You need him to... to hold you? And in such a romantic way? Gorou is trying his best to conceal the blush that's threatening to take over his cheeks, his palms growing sweatier by the second. "I don't think... that's such a... a good idea... surely you'd want someone more, uhm, e- experienced?"
You wave your hand dismissively at his words, "No, no, you're perfect for it! As long as you're okay with it, that is." You smile at him reassuringly and it's such a lovely smile, Gorou feels his chest tighten. Why did you have to have such a nice smile?
"Well... Okay, then... please excuse me." He clears his throat as he comes up behind you, his hands falling on to your hips, his chest pressed against your back. "Am I doing this right?" Gorou whispers, his hot breath tickling your neck.
"Perfect," You manage to get out. Yeah, now you knew exactly how your main character would feel if they were to be held like such. "But, could you possibly say this line?" You ask, holding up the page and pointing to the line. His face grows warmer.
"You want me to say that?" You nod, hoping your own flusteredness isn't showing. "Uhm... Hmm..." After he let out a shaky breath, he spoke the line, "I've missed you, d- darling."
It's silent, the tension heavy. "Ah, okay! I think I got it!" You quickly part from Gorou, your heart beating so fast you're certain you should go see a medic. "Thank you, General."
"Oh, yeah, anytime!" Awkwardness silence covers you both, and then Gorou clears his throat. "If you ever need help with your novel again, uhm... I'd be glad to help!" With that, he excused himself, and you promised yourself you'd call on him again.
꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── KAEDEHARA KAZUHA
"Hmm..." Kazuha was laying down beside you, enjoying the warmth of sun and the gentle breeze. It was a lovely day, and Kazuha was sure it would help you get rid of your writers block, but you still seemed stuck in your head. He rolled on to his side, looking up at you with a small grin and lovesick look in his eyes. "Still having trouble, it seems?"
"Ah, sorry Kazuha, and you brought me all the way out here..." You mumble, looking down at him with a sheepish smile. "I'm just having a hard time envisioning this scene I'm working on." He's aware, he's read every rewritten version of it. He thinks for a few minutes, before getting an idea.
"Doesn't it go a little something like this?" Kazuha speaks, just before entrapping you against the grassy field, his body hovering over yours. Your breath hitches, heart hammering against your chest. Yes, yes it was just like this. He reaches down, cupping your cheek. "I have loved you for ten years," He whispers the lines that have been stuck in your head, "And, my dear, I shall love you for even longer."
It's quiet now, except for the rustling of leaves and the rush of wind and the song of birds. Well, you can also hear your own heart beat, and you're hoping Kazuha can't hear it too.
"How did I do?" Kazuha asks with a mischievous glint in his eye, a somewhat smug smirk. You're certain you looked absolutely bewildered right now. "Did I manage to strike any inspiration for you?"
You're having trouble forming words, especially since he's still above you. He chuckles at your silence, pulling back and helping you sit up. "Was I that good? Beidou has said my acting skills aren't terrible."
"Ah... Yeah..." You mumble in a daze, feeling tiny sparks of inspiration taking place. "Y- Yeah! Kazuha, actually, I think I know exactly how to write the scene now!" You jump up, grinning down at him. "Thank you!" You rush off without another word, and Kazuha watches as your form retreats, wondering if you'll ever figure out just how much he adores you.
꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── KUJOU SARA
"What's wrong? You seem... distracted." Sara asks, looking at you inquisitively. She was beginning to grow worried about you, especially since she knew your deadline was coming up. She worried for your health and well being, but after you explained you were just having trouble figuring out a scene, she let out a breath of relief. "Is that all?"
"... Actually, Sara, could you help me with the scene?" A little idea was implanted in your brain, a rather vexing one that didn't seem like it would go away so easily.
"Sure, I'd love to help but... Don't you write romance novels? I'm not sure I'll be able to offer much assistance." You ask her to act out the scene with you, so you can get a better sense of the setting and emotion, and despite some initial hesitation, Sara agrees.
You gasp as you see a shift in Sara's mood: She's taking this very seriously. She slams her hand against the wall, effectively caging you against the wall and her. "Y/n..." She whispers your name, and the blush on her cheeks don't go unnoticed by you.
"Sara..." In reality, your characters would be saying their names, but for conveniences sake, you use your own names— which in hindsight was a mistake, as Sara is certain she might faint from how quickly her heart is beating.
Getting over her embarrassment, Sara says the line you've given her, "Why have you been avoiding me? I don't... I don't understand. Did I do something wrong?" She meets your eyes, her own laced with concern. If she ever gets sick of leading the Tenryou Commission you're certain she should become an actress.
"No, I- I just..." Your stomach churns. Words you wish to actually say to her, to Sara, without the acting, but can't find the courage to. "I've been avoiding you because... because I love-"
You two heard a loud gasp, and quickly looked over to see three of her subordinates standing their gawking at the scene unfolding. "W- Wait, this isn't- we-" But the three of them ran off in embarrassment, and Sara quickly apologized before running off to explain— although she shares your sentiments of wishing this scene was real, rather than just some acting for your novel.
꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── SHIKANOIN HEIZOU
"Your novel still bothering you?" Heizou asked, and you blink in shock. You don't remember telling him of how irritated you were starting to get at your novel for, well, not novelling correctly. It was infuriating, but you didn't tell him that.
"How did you know that?"
"I wouldn't be the best detective in Teyvat if I couldn't tell what was bothering you," Heizou says with a smug grin, "So, let's see," He picks up the paper you've been writing on, staring at the scene. "Hm, you're stuck, right?"
"Yeah... The two characters obviously have chemistry, but this scene just feels... forced." Heizou reads over the lines, he understands what you mean. He reads the lines a few more times before pulling you up with him. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to help you see it better," He whispers, pulling you in closer to him. "Make sense?" You nod, a bit breathless from the sudden close contact. "Good." He places one hand on your waist, the other taking your own hand. Your other hand naturally falls to his shoulder. You two begin to dance, as the novel instructs.
After a few seconds of dancing, Heizou whispers, "Now you try to run away," You nearly missed that, had it not been for Heizou you would've been dancing with him in a daze. You try to pull away, but he pulls you close to him by the waist once again, grinning proudly. "I said; I'm not letting you go again." He recites the lines.
"Ah," You try to remember your own, but your mind is blank. Heizou whispers the lines to you. "But... But we cannot be together."
"Nonsense," Heizou spins you, "We're perfect together. Don't let anyone else get in the way of our love, you know it— you feel it too, don't you?"
"I'm not a noble, I'm just..." He dips you, and you're once again left flustered. He's so close... What happens next? You can't remember your own novel, but Heizou... He's so close.
"And then," Heizou whispers breathlessly, breaking character, "I'm supposed to kiss you."
And really, you wouldn't complain if he did.
꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── THOMA
"I'm not sure how good I'll be at this," Thoma says, a bit apprehensive. He fears messing up the scene, or accidentally making your writers block worse. You chuckle, patting him on the shoulder.
"Thoma, it'll be okay, so don't think too much about it and just do what feels natural!" He nods, though his palms are still sweaty. Acting out a romantic scene from your novel was his idea, but he didn't think you'd agree so quickly or set up the scene as fast as you did.
"Alright, I'll begin now." Thoma stated, before exaggeratedly wobbling into the scene. Clutching his side dramatically, it's obvious that Thoma's acting skills aren't the best, but it's cute nonetheless.
"Thoma!" You gasp, rushing over to him. He leans into you, groaning loudly. "Oh, Thoma, what happened to you?" You ask, looking over his 'wounds' before reaching up and cupping his cheeks. His eyes are hidden by his bangs, haggard breathing escaping his soft lips.
"They threatened to hurt you," He whispered out the line, a bit choppy. "And..." However his words trail off as he meets your eyes, his cheeks growing a soft pink. Oh. You're so close, and your hands feel so nice cupping his cheeks. "Uhm... I... I forgot what I was supposed to say next," You chuckle, your hands falling down to rest on his chest.
"'And I couldn't have that happen,'" You tell him the next line, noticing the blush start to reach the tips of his ears. "Thoma, you look really cute right now..." You didn't mean to say it aloud, although you don't regret it, because the flustered look he gave you was worth it. "Ah, actually... this gives me an idea..."
"I- It did? Ah, that's good, aha, so my terrible acting wasn't for nothing then?" He rambles out, awkwardly scratching his cheek. "Uhm, well I-" You kiss his cheek, giggling at his shocked silence.
"Thank you, Thoma. I'll make sure to thank you in the acknowledgements too~" You coo, before rushing off to write before you lost inspiration again (although, it wouldn't be so bad, if it meant you could use Thoma's help again).
꒰ ♡ ꒱ ─── YAE MIKO
"Oh? How have you gotten away with writing romance novels for so long?" Yae Miko teases as you confess that you think your hardships writing this scene is due to your lack of actual love experience. She hums as she thinks, holding your draft and reading it over. "Perhaps if you were to actually experience something as such, you'd have a better chance of writing it with more feeling?"
"Well, probably, but it's not like I can just find-"
Miko puts her pointer finger under your chin and guides you to look up at her, a small smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "I'd be happy to offer my services— after all, you're one of my best selling writers, I can't have you suffering from writers block."
"Miko..." You mumble, slightly annoyed at your editor and publisher, but also taken aback she'd offer to help you without some ulterior motive. "Well, if you think it'd help, then I guess we could give it a try. I'm currently stuck on the scene you read last..."
Yae Miko hums to herself, rereading over the last part one more time. "I see. Alright, stand up," She ushers you to stand upright, and then she makes her move. Taking your hand in hers, she holds out your arm, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. "Darling," She coos out the written words, "How I yearn for you," Hushed whispers, as if exchanged between actually lovers, leave her lips, "How I crave you," Kisses down your arm, to the palm of your hand, which she holds up to her lips. She looks through her lashes to meet your eyes.
"Miko," Your breath is caught in your throat, "Miko I..."
"Shh, that's not your line." She gives you a playful glare, "Your line is: "I am all yours, you do not need to yearn for me, for you already have me."" She waits, she doesn't move an inch, her lips still pressed against your palm.
"I... I am all yours, you do not need to yearn for me... for you already have me..." You manage to get out the line— for someone who wrote it, you sure feel embarrassed actually saying it aloud now.
Pulling you closer to her, and throwing your arm over her shoulder, Miko grins. This was not in your writing. "Miko, what are you-"
"I think we should see where the scene takes us, no?"
﹙ thank you for reading! have a wonderful day! ﹚
#decided i don't want 2 accs so i'm reblogging this over here#bc i don't want to lose this piece i think it's cute hehe#also still want others to be able to read it if they want so~~
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HEY BABE HOW ARE YOU?? 💗💗 literally had so much work piled up this whole week, didn't even get the chance to open tumblr😅
And congratulations on 500!! I'm so happy that your work is getting recognised more and more <3 you totally deserve it!
HI DARLING! I'm doing good!! I hope you are too!!! 💕 Oh goodness, well I hope your work wasn't too crazy/hard! make sure to take a break when you can!
and thank you so much!!! you're too sweet! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა im just really happy people like my writing hehe
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❄️How the brothers react to you running out to dance in the snow❄️
[A/n It finally snowed where I live so I wanted to write these!! Really short ‘n self indulgent headcanons~ Basically what the brothers would do if you ran out in your underwear to dance in the first snow ❄️ ]
Lucifer
“Y/n get back inside! And put on a coat!” Lucifer will pick you up and carry you back inside if he has to “You’re not getting a cold just because you wanted to dance in the snow honestly humans can be so-“ you’re in for a lecture.
Mammon
He’s right out there in his boxers with you “Hell yeah, it’s snowing!!” He’ll grab your hand and “dance” with you!
Levi
(I hc that Levi is kinda cold blooded, so he’s not a big fan of the cold-) He’s standing in the doorway yelling at you “Y/n come in, it’s freezing out there! What if you get sick?!? What if you die???”
Satan
He follows you out with a coat, blanket or cloak and wraps it around you “So, you don’t get sick.” He’ll stand with you and enjoy the snow falling.
Asmo
“Y/n think of your skin! At least put something on!” Are you trying to ruin your skin??? Do you know how bad the cold is for your skin?!? After he calms down a bit he’ll pull on a coat, grab your (-and he makes you put it on!) Then joins you taking a few “first snow selfies~”
Beel
He tries to catch snowflakes on his tongue “Hmmm a little bland…” if you get cold, he hug you until you’re warm again!
Belphie
Another one who is right out there with you! “Too bad there isn’t enough snow for snow balls yet, I’d love to throw some at Lucifer!”
#cuuuute!#waaa satan is such a sweetie aUGH i love him sm#also beel ❤️ i feel like he runs so hot that you'd basically have a personal heater out in the snow with you#i want it to snow already 🥲
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