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❀ MAKE IT REAL | OP81
Scenario: basically ‘the winner takes all’, but oscar edition…or, the one where despite yn being the closest to oscar, no one suspects the two to be dating. that is, until a video of the pair at a valley concert comes out. (inspired by the song ‘Cure’ by Valley (bless @renarots for this one))
Pairing: oscar piastri x fem!reader
A/N: squadron, it is an oscar day. it took me entirely too long to get to this request, but i’ve finally made it. i hope you guys like this fic as much as i liked making it 🫶🏻
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ynln happy halloween 🎃😚
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landonorris why is oscar standing like that
⤷ ynln he’s just a boy leave him alone
papayabull MY BABIES THEYRE SO CUTE
dreamyalbon this friendship is everything to me
⤷ formulaferrari not a single thing about yn and oscars relationship is giving “friends” but okay
⤷ dreamyalbon there’s no way they’re anything more than friends though 😭
rizzciardo the way yn’s whole feed is becoming oscar is so funny
formulaverstappen who’s gonna tell them that daphne and fred had a romantic relationship
⤷ ln4nation to be fair, it’s pretty common for friends to go as romantic duos, platonically.
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ynln the best mornings ☀️ (also i made oscar the bracelet he’s wearing in the third slide i feel so proud of myself)
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oscarpiastri ❤️
riabish second slide 🥹
⤷ norrisnation ria and yn’s friendship is my favorite thing ever
dreamyalbon yn making oscar a bracelet is so cute </3
formulaferrari another day, another oscar post from yn. i love it here
landosbeachball THE ONLY BESTIES EVER 🫶🏻 the slide of them holding hands omg
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f1wagsdaily do you think yn ln is dating anyone on the grid? if so, who? 👀
(left to right) yn and lando, yn and daniel, yn and charles
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norrisnation im so convinced that if it’s anyone it’s danny ric 😭 how do you go to music festivals and football games together so often and NOT date
⤷ charlesrrari yes but also they don’t hang out NEARLY as much anymore? also to be fair, yn’s closest friend - oscar aside - is lando, so it’s kind of natural that she would be in the mclaren garage more, so it just SEEMS like it’s daniel? idk im not convinced that it’s him
formula44 idk i feel like lando is the only one that makes sense
⤷ papayabull what about oscar?
⤷ formula44 idk i just can’t see them together
xf1x oscar piastri (solely based on how much they’re togwther)
⤷ papayanorris lore drop: yn rejected oscar in f3 because he was too busy so id imagine it’s the same now 🤷🏻♀️
⤷ xf1x to me that makes it seem more likely since that means they were obviously interested in each other?
⤷ papayanorris good point but maybe theyve moved on? 👀
⤷ pastrypiastri okay but imagine dating oscar and he’s THAT close with another girl, and same with yn being that close with another guy? idk this thread might have put me on the ynoscar agenda 🤭
shumirrari wild guess: jenson button (if you know you know)
⤷ chilisainz what am i missing?
⤷ shumirrari basically lando and jenson button are sort of friends so lando introduced yn to jenson at a race, and lando took pictures of them together. i’m pretty sure yn posted them a while back? idk but it was just a silly guess (her and jenson would be cute though, but i highly doubt it’s them LMAO)
formulaferrari i am TIRED why does no one have faith in the oscyn agenda
⤷ formulaferrari also does no one notice that oscar always is kind of shy around yn or am i actually delusional on this one
⤷ charlesrrari wait lowkey you’re onto something rn 👀
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grandprixsandgossip Oscar Piastri and Yn Ln, a known friend of many drivers on the grid, seen kissing outside of a concert arena last night.
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norrisnation girl there’s three pixels on my screen that could be anyone
papayabull oscar jack piastri what are you DOING
piastrisgirl never, and i mean NEVER, did i expect that out of all the f1 drivers, oscar would be the one where we find out about his girlfriend like this
ln4world this cannot be real
formulaferrari SCREAMING IM INSANE THIS IS EVERHTINH TO ME
stardustf1 okay but wasn’t oscar wearing a hoodie in the other picture that the one guy posted?
⤷ rizzciardo yes, but i’m assuming oscar took the hoodie off and gave it to yn, because not only can you see her wearing a hoodie in this picture (even though it’s blurry, it looks like the same one oscar was wearing), AND ria posted a story of her and yn goofing off after the concert where yn was wearing a black hoodie so 👀
chilisainz were not gonna mention yn in the likes?
⤷ norrisnation she’s having her pierre moment 🤷🏻♀️
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🎶 Cure - Valley
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ynln concerts are my heaven, but they’re paradise when i’m with him 🫶🏻 @/oscarpiastri is my concert buddy for life whether he wants it or not
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landonorris but are you dating or?
⤷ ynln i’m gonna need you to be so fr rn lando
oscarpiastri fortunately for us, i’m more than happy to be your concert buddy. ❤️
⤷ ynln music to my ears 😚
riabish literally the cutest couple i know *liked by ynln*
princepiastri THE CAPTION, OSCARS COMMENT, THE PICTURES?? THIS IS THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE
formula44 yn im sorry for not believing in you and oscar
dreamyalbon AND WHOS GOING TO MENTION THE SONG??
⤷ yukit22enthusiast AS A VALLEY LOVER I AM RIGJT THERE WITH YOU
formulaferrari THE FACT THAT THESE SRE ALL DIFFERENT CONCERTS OH MYGOD
formulaferrari i can finally call them my parents and not get flamed
papayabull and so whatever you do don’t listen to the song because i’m so upset
⤷ stardustf1 someone harassed(/j) the guy who took the picture of them at the concert into telling them what song was playing when he took that picture and it was cure 🫠💔
⤷ papayabull NOOOOO it’s officially their song, i don’t make the rules
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Thank you for reading! All feedback is appreciated 💞
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GUTS | a lando norris social media au | pt. 2
pairing: lando norris x singer!reader, ex!drew starkey x reader
drew is still hung up on y/n, but the grid’s new it couple couldn’t care less.
notes: final part of guts!! thank you so much for all the love you guys showed the first part <3 and dw i have so many more smaus in the drafts! tried to write and add a bit more but i ran out of space :/ i hope the plot makes sense! i feel like bc i know how i wanted the story to go i can't rlly spot the plot holes as easily.
disclaimer: NOT PROOFREAD. let's pretend that jennifer lawrence "kym illman" picture is olivia lmfaooo. btw the events in “GUTS” sometimes does not line up with the schedule followed in real life. again, no hate to drew and, now also, to ppl on the today show aha. (CONGRATS LANDO FOR P2 AHHH)
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yourusername thanks for having me vmas!!!! <3
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yourbestie STUNNING
user pls not drew liking her post when he doesn’t even follow her 😭😭😭
↳ user no he’s actually so painfully desperate lmaoo
↳ user i’m glad lando and y/n are just ignoring him
↳ user girl i’m not, i want the drama AHA
user love u more than anything
user lando liking and the two of them now following each other 🤔 yup him and y/n are forrr sure together
↳ user yea after the deuxmoi post and lando’s soft launch it’s basically confirmed at this point
↳ user i wonder if she’ll be attending the next gp bc i’d actually die and then come back to life if it happens
user you look BEYONDDDDD 😍😍
user are we fr just gonna ignore drew like..
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thetodayshow It’s GUTS day! We loved having @/yourusername on the TODAY plaza. 🍒🎤🧡
We sat with Y/N to talk about her new album and recent scandals surrounding the topics of her work. “I just write songs; it’s not my job to interpret them for people.”
Tune in on our Youtube channel for extra clips of our interview with Y/N and her performances!
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user SHE ATE THOSE PERFORMANCES. DEVOURED.
user some of those questions were a bit invasive
↳ user i was thinking the same thing, but y/n handled that rlly professionally
user omg how have her vocals gotten better 😭
user lmaoooooo i see you hiding in the likes lando
↳ user it’s so cute that he’s following her activities 🥹🥹
↳ user he’s probably here bc of what she said in the interview
↳ user wait i didn’t watch everything, what did she say??
↳ user so they asked how she felt about her exes being a popular topic on the internet, and so she said “I just write songs; it’s not my job to interpret them for people.” they also asked about drew and whether they’re going to get back together (which, may i add, felt a little rude to me) and y/n replied with “Those who I’m close with can reach me anytime. I tend to not focus on anyone else.”
↳ user thank you for summarizing!! doing god’s work fr 🫡
user y/n handled the situation perfectly
↳ user no bc the way she said not too much but enough to stand up for herself and her privacy
user AHAHAHAHA SHE RLLY SAID AINT NO WAY SHES GOING BACK TO DREW
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user wait you’re lying??? actually? waaait 😭
user IS SHE GOING TO THE GP OMG PLS
user i mean i knew they were together but imagine a paddock appearance 😩😩 i don’t think we can handle it guys
user if she makes an appearance at the paddock with lando, i don’t understand why he didn’t just go as her date for the vmas too 😭😭
↳ user i doubt they wanted to hard launch at the vmas lol y/n was barely even in the audience, tbh i think she left early
↳ user y/n has said before that award shows make her rlly anxious, so yea she probably didn’t want too much attention on herself esp with all the drew drama
user did i miss something, i thought lando was still in ny? why didn’t they just travel together?
↳ user lando probs had to leave earlier bc practice started on friday, and y/n still had a few tv show performances which i’m assuming is why she arrived today instead
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kymillman F1’S NEW FAVORITE COUPLE
The first driver to arrive this morning was Mclaren driver Lando Norris. For the first time he is joined with his new girlfriend, Y/N L/N, a famous Filipino-American pop singer.
For A3 prints, hand-signed & numbered by a range of drivers/team principals head to kymillman.com
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user omg it’s happening it’s happening
user HEY SIRI PLAY THAT SHOULD BE ME BY JUSTIN BIEBER
user this pic should be put in the louvre that is how monumental it is
user THIS IS HOW I FIND OUT?? FROM KYM??😭😭
user first💔hard💔launch💔is💔a💔paddock💔appearance💔
user the hand holding 🥹🥹
user don’t know if i’m more jealous of lando or y/n
user damn god really out here choosing favorites
user they’re already becoming my comfort couple omg i can’t i love them so much
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landonorris Singapore 🥈
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user so proud of you lando!!
user AHHHH y/n cameo
user god idk if i'm ever going to get used to seeing y/n with lando
user SHE LOOKS SO GOOD
user yay carlando podium !!! 🥹
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landonorris Happy one year, love ❤️
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yourusername there's nothing i love more than those chips
↳ landonorris 😐
user they're the reason i believe in love
user damn i think this is about to be lando's most liked post lmaoo
user the fact that he calls her love 😭😭
user luckiest man alive i stg
user how does she always look so good
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yourusername cause i love to love, to love, to love you
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landonorris that guy's pretty handsome
↳ yourusername very :)
yourbestie LOVE seeing you happy
user omggg i'm crying i can't believe its already been a year
user might sleep on the freeway today
user let the light in is such a cute song to dedicate to someone
user LOL not the third pic
user i love them so much 🥹
user if you ever break up, love isn't real
#f1 x reader#f1 instagram au#f1 imagine#f1 social media au#lando norris au#lando norris x reader#lando norris imagine#singer!reader#lando norris instagram au
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love love love the way you write, could i request gepard smut where he gets jealous of how reader entertain sampo’s shenanigans or flirtations? reader and gepard aren’t officially together but people kinda know that they’re a thing. geoard’s too shy to ask for attention and he doesn’t like how she’s so close to sampo and finally claims her when he reaches his breaking point. knowing this man and his incredible self restraint im just AHHH he snaps
SYEREN ANSWERS: “omg YES?! i absolutely love this request, thank you so much 🥹🫶 i’ll proceed to use gender-neutral pronouns for this. here’s to you, my lovely requester <3”
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BREAKING POINT — GEPARD LANDAU.
RATING: NSFW 18+ (nb-reader (fem. bodied))
GENRE: mix of fluff and jealousy sex
CW & TW: jealous!gepard, possessive!gepard, unprotected s*x, dom!gepard, missionary, mating press, pounding, rough s*x, degrading, possessiveness, sub!reader
SUMMARY: Gepard’s not one to show his emotions, however, when the one he’s admiring is digging into another’s flirtatious actions… How could he not?
NSFW UNDER THE CUT! — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.
It was nothing at first. Nothing at all. But, why is his leg bouncing up and down rapidly? Why is his cheeks reddened with flush? Gepard’s train of thought was absolute mayhem as his blue orbs hovered around your and Sampo’s figure… Again. How long has this been happening? Why is that butt-weasel getting all the attention— your attention… And what for?
You and Gepard decided to spend some time in the Underworld, mainly information to collect for Bronya, but… With how long both of your schedules are and how busy it gets, he figured to volunteer right away to be with you longer. He remembered as his hand shot up to announce his idea to accompany you, a faint blush dusted your cheeks. The rest of your coworkers there looked at each other knowingly, laughing to themselves at how obvious Gepard’s adoration is for you.
But in the current time, he lets out a scoff, shaking his head briskly and refocuses his attention on his chilled liquor and paperwork at his side. The man whom he was throwing daggers at? The infamous, one and only… Sampo Koski. The two were fire and ice: One being a prestigious guard and the other… More known as a sly, cunning looker. Sampo is a charmer which is a trait that Gepard himself doesn’t have, yet in this moment, he longs for it jealously… Well, if it means that he would be the one standing in front of you, that is. He glances up and his eyes almost pop out of his sockets. The azure-haired man reaches up to graze his knuckles against your cheek, and Gepard bites onto his tongue to refrain from breaking the glass he was holding.
“Soot?” you asked, bringing your hand up to brush over the spot Sampo touched, only for him to show his dirtied finger.
He blew off the charcoal dust with a tiny smirk. “You must’ve been in the mines previously… Hey! Why didn’t you tell me sooner? I would’ve made your while,” Sampo laughs, smoothly closing the distance between you two and looking downwards with his staggering height.
You shook your head amusingly and placed a hand on your hip. “Like what? Show me some ‘fun new trick’ you learned that involves pick-pocketing?”
“Lock-picking, actually.”
“Figured.”
Sampo laughs once more, reaching over to casually wind an arm around the small of your back. You shutter slightly due to the coldness of his fingertips, you swore goosebumps were forming around his hand placement. You were about to hit him off lightly until—
“Ahem.”
Your eyes locked onto Gepard, who was now lingering dangerously close to your side. His hand reached behind your back to pry off Sampo’s fingers, flicking them off irritatedly.
“Off,” he merely stated, his tone dripping with venom.
Sampo blinked a couple of time before dryly laughing it off, waving his hand in the air. “Ay big guy! It’s all in good fun, plus I haven’t seen them in so long—“
“And that gives you the right to touch them?”
The tension between the two towering men increased as the seconds passed, with Gepard losing it little by little every breath he took. Sampo chuckled and slowly walked closer to Gepard, looking him straight in the eye.
“… Think you own them or something?” he spat, his palms resting comfortably on his hips. “Coward?”
Your own anxiety rose as you quickly went to stop the two, sighing deeply before you spoke. “Knock it off, this is stupid—“
“— And says you?” Gepard interjected firmly, but this time, his voice sounded calmer than angry. He chuckled once and stepped back, gently lacing his fingers around your wrist and tugging you along with him.
“Where are you taking me?” you asked worriedly, concerned that he’s in a really bad mood.
“No where special.”
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A small, dingy closet was what he found in the back of the bar. He almost knocked the wind out of you as he practically launched you inside. You had barely managed to regain your balance until he trapped you in between his sturdy arms, using the dusty wooden table behind you effectively.
“Gepard?”
His breaths were shallow and heavy, the scent of his cologne and musk intensifying around you as you looked up at him. He was looking directly into your eyes, piercing through your soul but had a slight softened look to it. A pleading look. An agonizing, pained look for release.
“… Not another word,” he spoke calmly and immediately ripped the armour off of him, along with his shirt. The heavy clanking of metal resounded against the floorboards beneath you two.
Perhaps it was the fluorescent light beaming down on you two, or the half-lidded eyes he had on his expression… But he looked ethereal. The dirty blonde locks cascaded down his forehead and his skin shone with a slight gleam due to sweat. The cloud of lust drowned any sense of fear as his hands busied themselves to lock behind your head, cradling your jaw with one hand and the other resting on your nape.
A tiny mewl escaped your lips as you hungrily welcomed his tongue that shot straight into your mouth. The warmth of the muscle explored the surface of your canines, until prodding his own tongue with your own. Taken-a-back is an understatement, you never knew Gepard would be so… Good, real good. Who knew the shy and obedient man would have a hidden side?
As you were trying to keep up with his movements, Gepard’s voice lowered in a hushed manner.
“… Tell me whenever to stop,” he whispered, not wanting to hurt you or to cross any more boundaries. You can tell just from looking at him that reality was slowly starting to sink in. In turn, you placed a hand behind his neck and pushed him once more to your lips.
“Mmgh!”
A choked up grunt evoked from his mouth but soon after, he sunk deeper into the intimacy, the feeling of holding you, touching you… To Gepard, this was the moment to finally show you how much he loved you. A primal yet desperate instinct grew within him, it was competitive— The feeling to win you over, the feeling to completely lose himself in you, to be able to do that spoke volumes for the man who represented perseverance himself.
He let his hands trail down to the back of your knees, hoisting you up and setting you on top the wooden table. The dim light coming from the bulb created perfect shadows of his muscles. He was well built throughout the years fighting and wearing thick, heavy armour. A sense of pride flooded in him as he watched you carefully drink his physique in, captivated.
“Don’t make me nervous now,” he jokingly added, a tinge of pink blooming on his cheekbones. “Got Sampo wrapped around your pretty little finger, hmm?”
A breathy chuckle left your lips, falling into lust as he nudged your head to the side to bite along the column of your neck.
“A chatter, that man,” you added and subconsciously spread your legs, allowing him to dive in deeper into your body.
“I can’t disagree with him either,” he responded quickly.
He took that split second and didn’t waste any time, calloused palms dragging across the plush of your thighs to push it further apart. The sound of the rustling of his pants made you look and he slowly unbuckled the leather with one hand, pulling it downward.
“Are you—“
“No, I’m preparing you first,” he whispered, trailing his light fingertips from your navel to the edge of your underwear. You were caught by surprise as Gepard’s finger tracks down your clit and rubs it slowly, teasingly. A delicious yet agonizing, dull sensation bubbled within your lower abdomen.
Tiny mewls and gasps left your parted lips, enticing Gepard to go more into rhythm, drinking in the lustful noises that he was producing. This was the reality of the situation, created by the tension between him and Sampo. And now, he couldn’t help the slow rise of his boner, growing an even larger tent within his tight slacks. He wedged his lip inbetween his teeth, chewing it harshly until specks of blood dotted around the abrasion.
He’s the one bringing out these beautiful noises you’re making. Not Sampo. Him.
The beat of his fingers increased, swiping side to side, in circles… Abusing the swollen bundle of nerves of yours. His hawk eyes pierced onto your face, analyzing the shortness of breath, the way your eyes were screwed shut. This only, and merely, egged Gepard on.
“G-Gonna cum,” you announced weakly, knocking your head back onto the wall. Just as the tension built up, it ended abruptly. The heavenly sensation of your bursting release cut short. A tiny whine evoked in you as you glared at Gepard in irritation. He laughed at your expression, hovering over your crumbled physique with both arms caging you in.
Gepard gave you a lop-sided smile and a tilt to his head. “I like that expression. Suits you.”
You sent him another stare of judgement, feeling the heavenly release slowly return back to your normal state. Gepard merely scoffed, jokingly, and yanked his pants along with his boxers down.
“What? Cat got your tongue? Use your words—“ he grabbed your chin and gently caressed your jaw, looking down at you.
“— Or use your mouth.”
You shut yourself up mentally and lowered yourself from the desk, your pride being on the line as well as your aching core. It’s still unbelievable. This wasn’t anything you expected of Gepard; the shy, chivalrous man you once knew vanished in a second, in this dimly lit closet.
Your gaze trailed down his abdomen to his erect penis, the sound of the tip slapping against his skin caused a gulp to rise in your throat. He adorned a large size, stretching out at seven inches — give or take — erect, with pretty blue veins decorating the sides and reaching towards his pelvis. You gave him experimental licks along the shaft, right along those veins popping out of the sheerness of his skin. He was soft, so soft… And warm. The same pink hue of the angry tip matched the shell of his ears.
A strained groan came from him and as you peered up, his head was craned all the way back. The beauty of his was all you could focus on, wanting to mark it up with your own kisses; the way it connected to the angular shapes of his collarbones, to the chisel of his adam’s apple.
“Y-You’re good,” he commented, his breathing erratic as he narrowed his gaze onto you. “Got Sampo as your practice partner—“
A loud slurping noise cut his remark, a moan bordering a whimper erupted from Gepard as you angrily swirled your tongue around, and shoved him all the way down your throat. You released his cock from your puffy lips with a pop, dazing at him intensely. Was he…
“Jealous?” you teased, only to erupt another irritated expression from him. However, it was more than just plain jealousy. Gepard looked at you with a blank stare and suddenly lifted you up by your underarms and shoved open your thighs. He didn’t mutter a single word, instead, aligning his fat cock head to your aching hole. He paused, looking at you cautiously and carefully in case you wanted to deject. A tinge of pink coated the apples of your cheeks, and you instinctively reached to interlock his long fingers with yours.
“Mhm— Eugh!“
He slammed into you, sucking in a harsh breath and made his movements stagnant for a second. A loud throaty noise ripped from your chest, the delicious stretch pulsating and tingling from your cunt, shooting straight up to your head. You took that brief moment to let your body mold around his heated dick, before peering up at him with tears welling in your eyes — a signal to go.
His insatiable, animalistic instincts were the only thing that controlled his body. The wet sounds and bodily noises emitting within the room only gave Gepard more fuel to his fire. You, whose neck was craned all the way up, screamed at the euphoric waves of pleasure. Gepard leaned forward more, licking long stripes along the column of your neck and left vivid hickeys; the blues and purples bloomed on your body, like flowers painted by monet.
“Y-You… Look so beautiful,” he mumbled out, staring at you like you were a blessing sent down by the Aeons themselves. He lifted your hips up and slammed his cock back inside, heavy balls slapped against your puffy lips. Breathy moans and the stench of sex, you dropped your face against his shoulder and cried out.
“… So pretty,” he chanted once more, and kissed your forehead. His left arm trailed down your stomach and with his free hand, he parted your folds with his middle and index fingers. He stared at your core, it was glistening in the cheap fluorescent lamp above the two of you. He tilted his head and blew lightly at your clit, which caused you to buckle at your legs.
You let out a strangled mewl, wrapping your arms around his neck. You felt a twitch from his cock and a bubbly sensation rose in the pit of your stomach. It was all so lewd, his length stretched you out so deliciously as he rammed his hips nonstop, his demeanor from before was irritated, and now you were left with the touch-starved shell of a man.
Perhaps it’s due to the strong, pent-up emotions you hold for him, but you grasped onto the back of his head and kissed him— A kiss where it wasn’t merely a gesture of lust, or just because you two were in a sexual act… A battle between pleasure, lust, affection were evident, and the craving to portray your true emotions in that sloppy act. His speed became staggered, irregular thrusts entered and exited your squelching cunt in an inconsistent manner.
“F-fuck! I’m gonna—“ Gepard announced and grumbled various strings of profanity. He searched for your hands once more and intertwined them, looking down at you through glossy eyes.
“Cum with me,” he pleaded, regaining a sense of momentum with his hips. It was almost like a spell — his words — and it echoed in your head. A tinge of pleasure shot from your abdomen and your legs started to shake intensely.
“Shit,” you groaned, whining as the release was nearing. Gepard took notice, immediately feeling you clamp down on his dick harder. He spilled his seed into you, and following after, you creamed around his dick; his hips stuttering wildly. Your walls clenched and you felt the warmth of his cum paint your insides. He kept his hips still and the fluttering of your walls gave him slight overstimulation, cock-warming you while keeping you from leaking out his seed.
His heavy weight fell against your body, the weight of his heart too. Tears welled up in his eyes and he hid his face, holding onto you more tightly than before. From your teary-eyed vision and exhausted state, he gave you a slight glance to make sure you were okay. He quickly covered you with his guard uniform, shielding you from the sudden cold of the closet.
“Don’t… Talk to him. At least alone. And only with me.”
“You know I never had feelings for him, right?” You asked, still trying to catch your breath. You raised your shaking hands to slot them against his reddened cheeks.
“Yes love… But, he’s still Sampo, gets on my nerves, I couldn’t sit there and watch him do that vile act,” he sternly replied, however reverting back to his old self once more. You chuckled at his embarrassment, scratching the crown of his head lovingly.
“All Sampo knows is how to steal $10,000 from naïve people and break-and-enter the most weirdest places,” you stated, chuckling as Gepard tightens his hold around you, shying away his face. He straightens up and helps you wear your clothing, making sure to also gently wipe any fluids or dirt on your body with his own sleeve.
“He’s still another guy, Y/N. So from now on…” Gepard trails off, removing a Belobog Silvermane Guard insignia from the coat draped around you. With the pin still in hand, he fastens it onto the lapel of your jacket, the lustre gleaming out and proud.
“You’re mine. And if Sampo needs physical evidence, that pin can do wonders… If not, make sure I’m with you. I don’t mind giving him a show either.”
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an; i am so sorry this took so long, i swear i saw your request as soon as you sent it, but college finals have been draining me quick </333 thank you for your patience!!! (also there may be grammar errors or spelling mistakes, heavily apologize for such things 🫶🙏)
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Could you do "you always see the good in people, even me" with Remus Lupin? 🥹
This has taken me a hot second but please just consider it a late birthday gift!!
There’s something about spending time with your friends that makes a strange ache form in your chest, an opening so big it’s shocking that there’s no physical mark. Everything always looks so easy, so effortless for them, all smiling and laughing and snapping pictures, that you can’t help but feel like dead weight. You’re spending a week in a huge house with your wonderful friends in a beautiful location, but you can’t seem to ignore the chasm in your chest.
“Are we having that rematch tonight?” James asks once everyone’s finished their meals, empty plates and full bellies all around the outdoor table, a pack of playing cards in his hand. There’s a sour taste in the back of your throat, the creeping of bile and impending doom because for some reason you just can’t be around them anymore, can’t stomach another late night watching everyone laugh and talk and have a wonderful time while you wonder about how long it will take them to realize they don’t want you around anymore.
“I think I’ll turn in for the night,” you say as you stand, chair scraping against the stone of the patio as you reach for everyone’s empty plates, desperate to seem useful somehow. There’s a rally of protest, but you can’t seem to convince yourself it’s genuine, so you plaster on a smile and keep making your way inside.
You make quick work of the dishes, thankful that they’re mostly clear anyway, and you hurry upstairs before you can hear their rambunctious laughter and tears well in your eyes. You’re almost in your little room at the end of the hallway when you hear the glass door to the patio slide open and close, but you brush it off as someone needing to use the bathroom, so you open the door to your room anyway.
It’s small, just a twin bed and a dresser and a little nightstand, sparsely decorated but perfectly cozy, with a bathroom that connects you to the room being shared by Marlene and Mary. You’d never dream of complaining, not when it perfectly suits your needs and you’re so thankful to even be included, and especially not when Sirius let it slip that Remus had agonized over room assignments for weeks, desperate for everyone to be happy.
Rifling through your luggage, you pull out a worn hoodie to warm you against the blasting of the air conditioning, and you’ve barely pulled it over your head when there’s a gentle knock at your door. You rush over and pull it open to reveal Remus standing on the other side. His cheeks and nose are red, a reminder of all the days in the last week that have been spent out in the sun, and even his hair has gotten a little lighter, a little fluffier, in the warmer, sunnier months.
“I figured I should come check on you, I know we can be a lot to handle, all day every day with no escape,” he says with a little chuckle, slightly awkward as he rocks back and forth on the heels of his feet. While not shy or reserved by the standards of typical society, Sirius and James back him seem like a church mouse, but you find him positively charming. You’d quite like to spend all day every day with him, but there’s no way you’d ever say that, especially not in these circumstances.
“No, no, everyone’s great!” It’s the truth, but you’re sure you sound overeager, desperate to get an invite back the next time they take a trip or even simply hang out together, “I just get tired easily.”
“Me too,” Remus tells you with that gentle smile you love so much, the one that seems almost involuntarily, as if he can’t help but to smile. Having it directed at you almost makes your heart stop.
Its silent, just the buzzing of the air conditioner and the carrying sounds of an energetic game of cards continuing on the back porch. The two of you just stare at each other, and typically you’d feel self conscious, but you’re too busy trying to commit every detail of Remus’s face to memory, every dip and curve and scar. You wonder if he’s doing the same to you.
The moment breaks when Remus gives a huff, a noise that sounds self-deprecating even when there’s no context to it. You make a questioning sound back, still too distracted by the depths of his eyes to form a real sentence to ask what’s wrong. Luckily, he seems to understand exactly what you mean.
“You always see the good in people, even me,” he says, voice soft as honey, and you wonder what would make him think of this out of the blue, if this is his polite way of telling you to stop staring. You don’t get the chance to ask him what he means, why he was thinking that, because you hear the back door slide open and a stream of voices filter into the house, playfully arguing and breaking the gentle peace that had settled over the house in their absence. Remus goes to join them and you follow, feeling a bit like a nervous dog until he smiles at you over his shoulder, giving you yet another thing to turn over in your mind as you try and sleep, trying to piece together the meaning behind all his words and actions, desperate to figure him out.
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Hey loveeee ! How are you ??
I wanted to say first that, girl, i love your writing, liké every single time i see one of your posts, i have this stupid big smile on my mouth !!
Could i ask please please please some azriel x short reader headcannon ??
Bye !! ❤️
Azriel x short!reader headcanons
A/n: Hi anon! You’re too sweet that made me so happy I hope you like this 🥹
Warnings: some smutty thoughts so 18+ pls
Az thought your height was one of the most adorable things about you
You barely come up to his chest
He literally looks at you with heart eyes
Acts like your personal bodyguard whenever you got out
You had wandered off to the bar by yourself once at Rita’s without telling anyone
Azriel’s sense we’re heightened when he noticed you were gone
He went full spymaster mode when he couldn’t find you in the crowd
When he sent his shadows out people started to panic a little
When Az found you he was so relieved he hugged you so tight to his chest, “I’m never taking eyes off you again.”
Now he has a shadow that follows you all the time now
You didn’t have the arm strength to climb things when you couldn’t reach high shelves so the shadow became your little pet, getting things for you and making sure you were ok 24/7
When he takes you flying for the first time you were a little scared
What if he dropped you? Or what if you slipped through his arms?
“Baby I promise I won’t drop you. I’ll hold on to you extra tight, promise.”
Az holds you tight when he isn’t flying
He loves just picky you up, you laugh and cling to him
Az’s favorite way to just casually pick you up is with one arm like around your thigh so your basically sitting on his arm. You rest your head on his shoulder and kiss his neck which makes him blush
Az loves that you’re not afraid to get close to him
When you first started courting each other he was afraid to get close to you. He was scared that he would hurt you and when he told you that you said, “I’m not afraid of you Az. Just because I’m short doesn’t mean I’m some delicate thing.”
You loved stealing Az’s clothes
His hoodies were so long on you, they’re your favorite to lounge or sleep in especially if he’s away
The first time you wore his hoodie and sweatpants he laughed at how big they were on you
His bed is huge!
Since he has the biggest wingspan he needs the biggest bed
Az liked his space. The first time you slept over he was amazed at how much room you took up
You move around a lot in your sleep and at one point in the night you were sideways with your legs on his stomach
Hours later Az was still up and you had moved closer to him. He let out an annoyed huff, but that’s when you moved one last time
You wrapped your arms around him and laid your head on his chest. Az had froze bc he was so overwhelmed at the intimacy of being this close to someone
Relaxing he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head whispering ‘good night’
Of all things that woke you up! You lifted your head to look at him, realizing you were on top of him, “Sorry Az I can get off” “No,” he cuts you off, “I like this.” You gave him a sleepy smile laying back down and immediately went back to sleep
Az stayed up for a little while longer watching you sleep and playing with your hair
You like to stand on chairs or tables so you can be taller than him
When you are “taller” you like to hug Az to your chest like he does with you and pulling him in for a kiss
Az loves kissing the top of your head, forehead, and the tip of your nose. You always blush if he does all 3, and when he does all 3 he whispers, “absolutely precious.” It makes you feel special
Az wraps a wing around you when you sit on the couch and read together
You always end up falling asleep, he’s just so warm and his wings are so comfy
NSFW from here (18+ only)
Like Cassian, Az absolutely has a size kink but it started when you two started dating
When he towers over you looking down at you with his eyes full lust, backing you against a wall he’s instantly hard (and your soaked bc he looks like a dark god)
You love when he wraps his hand around your throat bc it fits your whole neck (your fav necklace)
Az loves that he can manhandle you and put you in any position he wants while he fucks you
When you ride him he’s still in charge
He holds onto your waist and bounces you up and down on his cock
“That’s it baby, I got you.” “Such a perfect little doll for me.” “Yeah, you like it when I use you like this huh?”
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Irresistible
Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader
Summary: You invite Kaveh to lunch at the abode with the men! While at the abode, Kaveh notices how the men crave for your attention and affection. You and Kaveh have a small (playful) argument. You two can't seem to resist each other, huh?
Note: I've thought about making this story into one of those "Five times Kaveh has fallen for you" type of stories, but I ended up not doing that because... that idea popped up in my mind yesterday. It was too late for me to change the concept of it 🥹 but that doesn't mean that I love this story even less! Anyway, I figured out how to change the text from black to white for mobile, thankfully! I have no idea why Tumblr decided to make it harder for me, but here we are! Anyway, I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).
Warnings: None... other than a small bickering between Al Haitham and Kaveh... and the reader LMAO
Word Count: 10.6k
Here you are, sitting in House of Daena, reading through your textbook to search for the answers for your botany class. You’re so close to finishing your homework for the week! If you complete the assignment soon enough, you’ll be able to go home a few hours earlier than your usual time. You look away from your textbook and rub your eyes tiredly. You have no idea how long you’ve been staring at your textbook, but it’s long enough for your vision to blur just a little. You place your pen down and massage the palm of your hands, scrunching your face up when you see the marks your nails have left on your hands. Whenever you write with a pen or pencil, you have the tendency to dig your nails into the palm of your hands, thus leaving a mark behind after using the pen or pencil for a while.
“Oh, man. I’m so tired,” You whisper to yourself as you stretch your arms in the air and let out a quiet yawn. You blink the tears away and search for a clock to check what time it is. After a few seconds of scanning your surroundings, you realize that there’s no clock near you. “Great, how am I going to know what time it is?” You sigh, resting your head on the palm of your hand.
You look down at your textbook and notebook, puckering your lips as you debate on whether you should continue your homework or take a break for another few minutes to let your hands relax. You let out a reluctant sigh and grab your pen and flip through your homework to make sure the answers are correct. As you’re skimming through your textbook, you hear bickering from a distance.
“Listen, Kaveh. I’m just here visiting [Y/N] and making sure that they’re doing okay with their studies. Besides that, I’m the Scribe.” Al Haitham rolls his eyes, pushing past a fuming blond man.
Kaveh rolls his eyes. “Ooooh, the Scribe! Big deal, Al Haitham.” Kaveh scowls at the gray-haired man.
Cyno and Tighnari look over at each other, rolling their eyes simultaneously at the quarrel between the two tall men in front of them. While the bickering between Al Haitham and Kaveh is normal to the point where students and scholars are used to the argument, Tighnari and Cyno are getting tired of hearing the petty disputes between the two men.
“Can we please not fight right now? Arguing in House of Daena while students are trying to study is rude,” Tighnari says, glaring at Kaveh and Al Haitham.
Kaveh lets out a scoff. “Listen, I don’t care if any of you visit House of Daena. What I do mind is seeing a class of twenty people,” he motions to Al Haitham, Cyno, Tighnari, and the other men standing behind them, “visiting House of Daena at once,” said Kaveh, glaring at the large group of men with a dissatisfied frown on his face.
“Oh, come on, Kaveh! We’re not going to cause any trouble!” Aether says, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff of breath.
“Does anyone see [Y/N]?” Zhongli murmurs, scanning around the massive library, searching for your cute little head with a beret on top of your head.
Cyno furrows his eyebrows and looks at the men quizzically. “Does anyone know why libraries are so big?” Cyno asks, his red eyes scanning the tall shelves with scrutiny.
Venti shrugs his shoulders. “Probably because there’s a lot of things to keep track of? I don’t know,” Venti blinks at Cyno.
Cyno cracks a smile and presses his lips into a thin line to suppress his laughter. “It’s because they have many stories!” Cyno says.
“Did you happen to take the joke book from one of the shelves?” Kaveh asks. He turns and points at the tall bookshelves that hold numerous books before turning to look over at the Mahamatra.
“And what about it?” Cyno deadpans, crossing his arms over his chest.
Gorou’s ears perk up, and he points over at a table where you’re currently sitting, face buried in your textbook while writing something down in your notebook, occupied with what’s in front of you. “There they are!” Gorou says softly, his tail wagging fast after seeing you.
Itto laughs and pats Gorou’s shoulders. “Easy there, Gorou! The faster your tail wags, the more you’re likely to fly in the air because of that thing,” Itto says, trying to avoid getting hit by Gorou’s wagging tail.
“Gentlemen, let’s pay snookums a visit! I’m sure they missed us a lot while studying,” Childe says, pushing through the crowd of men with a victorious smile on his face.
Al Haitham makes a face at Childe. “That is the most ridiculous nickname I have ever heard,” Al Haitham says, causing Childe’s smile to slip off his face and shoot a heated glare over in Al Haitham’s direction.
Diluc rolls his eyes. “Children, always bickering with each other over the dumbest things,” Diluc mutters, shaking his head in disapproval.
Kaeya chuckles softly. “Let’s pay [Y/N] a visit, shall we? I’m sure they would much rather see us than stare at their textbook all day,” said Kaeya.
The men murmur in agreement before walking towards the table where you’re sitting. Before they reach your table, a boy with tan skin and jet-black hair approaches you. They all stop in their tracks and stare at you and the mysterious boy with their eyes narrow. You look up from your book and see Ali standing in front of the table you’re sitting at.
“Oh! Ali, what can I do for you?” You ask, putting your pen down on the desk and massaging your hand beneath the table. Sometimes you wish you had your laptop or tablet with you so you wouldn’t have to deal with hand cramps.
Ali gives you a nervous smile and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “I was wondering if I could borrow your notes for Professor Safar’s botany class. I wasn’t able to show up to class last week because I had a family emergency,” Ali explains.
“Sure!” You nod your head. “Let me find last week’s notes really quick,” You murmur. You turn to your backpack and begin searching through it. You pull out your folder for your botany class and flip through the pages in the folder, searching for the previous week’s notes. When you find the notes from the week prior, you pull them out from your folder and hand the notes to Ali with a smile on your face. “There you go! When you’re done copying it down, you can give it to me after,” You said, smiling at the flustered male in front of you.
“Thank you, [Y/N]! You’re a lifesaver!” Ali sighs in relief, grabbing your notes from your hands before scurrying off.
A few feet over, the men can see a group of male students patting Ali on the back and lightly hitting him on the back of his head. “You could’ve asked them out on a date while asking to borrow their notes!” One of Ali’s friends hissed almost too loudly.
Ali does a double-take and glares at his friends. “No way! I can’t do that!” Ali hisses back. “At least not right now,” Ali mutters under his breath, looking away from his friends, only to make eye contact with the twenty other men standing a few feet from your table.
“Oh? It looks like one of [Y/N]’s classmates has a little crush on them,” Dainsleif says, the corners of his lips quirking up. The men are about to walk towards your table, but Ali’s friends push Ali towards your table again, causing the poor boy to bump into the table, shoving against your abdomen.
Ali’s eyes widen in fear. “I-I’m so sorry, [Y/N]! My friends pushed me, and I didn’t catch myself on time,” Ali apologizes profusely.
You give Ali a pained smile and wave his apologies off. “Don’t worry about it, Ali,” You grunt. You clear your throat and push yourself out from under the table and stand up. “What can I do for you, Ali? It seems like it’s important from the way your friends pushed you to my table with that much force.” You said, looking away from Ali and making eye contact with your boyfriends and the blond man that likes to call you an Abyss mage to tick you off.
“I….” Ali trails off, his heart racing against his chest before gulping the lump in his throat. “I was wondering what courses you’re taking next quarter! Yes, that’s what I was wondering,” Ali says, nodding his head with a fake smile on his face.
You shrug your shoulders. “I’m taking geology as an elective course next quarter. I’m also taking upper-division biology courses as well and an upper-division botany course,” You reply.
“Oh! That’s cool! Uh, I’ll see you in class tomorrow!” Ali says before rushing back to the table where his friends are watching from behind their textbooks.
You sigh and walk back to your table, fixing its position before waving your boyfriends over with a smile on your face. The men give each other looks before walking over to where you’re standing and fixing your textbooks. While walking over to the table, Xiao, Childe, Ayato, Al Haitham, Zhongli, and Scaramouche look over at the table where Ali sits with his friends, almost glaring holes at the back of their heads.
“Hello, beautiful. How are your studies?” Ayato asks, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulders, peppering kisses on your shoulders and up your neck.
You giggle and let yourself melt in Ayato’s grasp, placing your hand over his hands. “My studies are going well! I’m almost done with my homework. Then I can go home after I complete my assignments,” you said, turning your head to press your lips on Ayato’s cheeks.
Heizou points his thumb over his shoulders towards Ali’s table. “Who was that guy that approached your table twice?” Heizou asks, his bottom lip jutting out cutely as he looks at you with puppy dog eyes.
“His name is Ali, and he’s in my botany class,” You reply, stifling your laughter when Ayato’s lips brush against the ticklish spot on your neck.
Scaramouche looks over at the table from afar. “Do you sit next to them in class?” Scaramouche asks, turning to look over at you.
You shake your head and get out of Ayato’s grasp. “I don’t sit next to either of them. Ali misses class a lot, and I’m surprised that he hasn’t been dropped from the class yet,” You said, sitting back down on the seat and beginning to sort through your notes and assignments.
“A slacker, I presume,” Thoma mutters, narrowing his eyes.
You shrug your shoulders. “I don’t pay attention to any of my classmates. I’m here to get my degree and pass my courses. Plus, I’m not much of a talker in school,” You mutter, shaking your head before looking back down at your homework. You’re almost done; you just have one more question to answer then you can go home and leave.
“Do you participate in class?” Kazuha asks, sitting down beside you and reaching for the pen resting on your homework. You blink at Kazuha and scratch your chin awkwardly. How do you tell them that you’re doing well on your assignments, but your lack of participation will be the downfall of your grades?
Albedo leans on the chair, gazing at you with an amused smile on his face. “You don’t participate in class, do you?” Albedo asks, cocking his head to the side.
You purse your lips and slowly shake your head, your cheeks heating up. “I don’t participate in class, but I do speak up whenever I feel like it!” You defend yourself, the heat in your face gradually increasing the more the men stare at you with their eyebrows raised and the corners of their lips curling up.
“As long as you participate in your class, I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.” Baizhu comforts you, rubbing your back.
Xiao looks down at the stack of paper and textbooks on the desk. “Are you finished with your work? We can leave House of Daena now if you want,” Xiao suggests.
You sigh in defeat and shake your head. “I’m not done with my assignments yet, Xiao. I’m almost finished, but this last question is bothering me because I can’t figure it out.” You sigh, propping your head up on the desk, and glare down at the last question.
Tighnari’s ears perk up, and he walks around the table and stands next to you, looking down at your homework before he makes a face. “What in the world? This has nothing to do with botany at all!” Tighnari scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest with a look of distaste on his face.
“What is it about?” Heizou asks, trying to take a peek at your homework.
You scrunch your face up. “Architecture; Professor Safar is having the class build their own botanical garden and bring it to class as our final project. I’m no architect, so the math process is complicated for me since these formulas are foreign in my eyes,” You sigh, leaning back in your seat with a small frown on your face.
“Well, if you need any help, we can ask any of the students at the Akademiya for some assistance,” Thoma offers, placing the palm of his hands on the table and giving you the sweetest smile you’ve seen today.
You hum to yourself and debate internally if you should ask for assistance and complete your homework for the week or do them tomorrow instead and take a break for today. “As much as I would love to finish my homework for the week, I would rather take a break from doing my assignments. My eyes are killing me,” you said, rubbing your eyes with your index finger.
“Don’t do that; it’s not good if you rub your eyes too much,” Aether chides, lightly smacking your hand away from your face.
You snort and begin packing your things up. “I didn’t know you’re my eye doctor, Aether,” you joke, lightly poking Aether’s ribs, making him jolt and glare at you with his cheeks turning bright red.
“You know, if you need help with anything related to math or architecture, I’m sure Kaveh can help you with it!” Tighnari speaks up, looking over at the blond male that stood far from the group, his arms crossing over his chest as he looks at the group with scrutiny.
You nod your head slowly. “Right, I will keep that in mind! But for now, I want to take a break from my homework and my studies. We can meet up tomorrow at House of Daena to go over the last question on my assignment!” You said, getting up from your seat.
Venti claps his hands happily. “It looks like [Y/N] has a new tutor on the subject they’re not familiar with!” Venti cheers, rushing over to tackle you into a hug while snuggling up to you. “Maybe you’ll make a new friend after the tutoring session tomorrow!” Venti says optimistically.
As much as you wanted to push Venti off and tell him not to make a comment like that, Venti is sort of right. Even if you’re an excellent student, you hardly go to anyone else to help you with something you’re unfamiliar with. You usually go to one of the men to help you out with certain subjects for your homework, never someone that is outside of your inner circle.
Itto leans down to Venti before whispering loudly, “I don’t think he volunteered or agreed to this.”
Al Haitham crosses his arms over his chest. “Kaveh, be useful for once and help [Y/N] with the final question on their homework tomorrow. Tighnari, Cyno, and I will be keeping you two company to make sure none of you kill each other,” said Al Haitham.
Childe makes a face. “Wait a minute, are we not allowed to come along and help [Y/N] with their studies tomorrow?” Childe raises his eyebrows at Al Haitham. “I don’t think it’s fair for a small number of you to help [Y/N] out with their studies when we can help as well,” Childe huffs.
“Wait a minute….” You trail off, tapping on your chin as you zip up your backpack and sling it behind your back. “I just realized that there’s no class tomorrow because there’s a holiday or a celebration coming up, I believe,” You murmur, tapping on your chin.
Zhongli smiles and pats your head. “Unless House of Daena is opened tomorrow on a holiday, you and Kaveh can study in the library back at the abode,” Zhongli suggests. “Though, if Kaveh does come over to the abode to assist you with your homework and studies, someone is going to need to help Kaveh find the abode,” Zhongli murmurs, stroking his chin.
Baizhu crosses his arms over his chest. “I don’t think any public buildings are opened on holidays or when there’s a celebration going on,” said Baizhu. “And since there’s a holiday or a celebration going on, you should take a break from your assignment and relax,” Baizhu suggests.
You sigh and cover your face with both of your hands, head tilting back and letting out a sigh of frustration. “You know what? I might as well finish it now instead,” You grumble, taking your backpack off and pulling your assignments back out.
Scaramouche furrows his eyebrows at you, giving you a questioning gaze. “I thought you wanted to take a break for today and finish the last sentence tomorrow,” Scaramouche props his hands on his hips.
You nod your head, pulling out your pen from the pouch in your backpack. “I was going to do that, but I changed my mind,” You sigh, leaning on your arm and staring at the paper in front of you.
“Oh no,” Gorou laughs nervously.
Kaveh cocks his eyebrow at Gorou’s reaction. “‘Oh no,’ what?” Kaveh asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
“[Y/N]’s getting stressed out and frustrated. It usually happens when things don’t go as planned,” Ayato murmurs to Kaveh, making sure that you didn’t hear a single word he said to the blond man.
You let out a sharp exhale and give the men a tight smile. “I’m fine. I’m just….” You trail off, pinching the bridge of your nose, and take in deep breaths. “I’ll be fine, it’s one question, and I’ll be done in no time,” you reassure yourself, trying to hold onto the last bits of your sanity. This quarter has been nothing but draining, and you want to get it over with already.
Albedo and Kaveh make eye contact with each other for a brief moment. Albedo gestures for Kaveh to assist you with the final question on your assignment. Kaveh sighs and walks around the table, and sits down beside you, scooting his chair closer to where you sit and leaning over your shoulders to get a better look at the question you’re having issues with.
“With Kaveh’s assistance, I’m sure he can help [Y/N] complete their assignment fast,” Albedo says. “It’s still early in the day, so there’s no need to rush,” Albedo adds.
You sigh and lean on your arms. “I just want to get it over with,” You rub your eyes. You feel Kaveh tap your shoulders, and you turn to look at him. Kaveh pulls out a spare paper from your folder and starts to write the equation down. You lean towards where he sits and look down at the paper that he places between the two of you. Everything Kaveh wrote down looks confusing to you.
“It’s okay if you don’t understand it. Kaveh will walk you step by step through the process,” Kazuha says softly, giving your shoulders a comforting squeeze.
For the next one and a half hours, Kaveh walks you through the final question on your homework. Kaveh is surprisingly patient—given the fact that he has no patience for Al Haitham at all. You couldn’t help but think back to the time when you and Kaveh met for the first time, and it was awkward. You can feel a slight tension between you and Kaveh; it wasn’t a bad tension; it just felt awkward between the two of you.
“Okay, I’m finished!” You sigh in relief, letting the pen fall on the table as you massage the palm of your hands. “Is it right?” You ask, turning to look at Kaveh, only to catch him staring at you.
Kaveh blinks and looks down at your answer before slowly nodding his head. You sigh in relief and lean back in your seat, rubbing your eyes.
Kaeya chuckles. “Since you’re finished with your homework now, let’s head back to the abode now, shall we?” Kaeya asks, holding his hand out for you to take. “It’s almost lunchtime, and I have a feeling that you haven’t eaten anything today aside from breakfast,” said Kaeya. He pokes you lightly in the stomach, and you nod your head slowly.
“And you are correct, Kaeya,” you sigh. You get up from your seat and stretch your arms in the air, almost letting a moan slip out when you stretch. “What are we having for lunch?” You ask, beginning to pack your things into your backpack.
Dainsleif points over at Thoma. “We didn’t know what you wanted to eat for lunch. Usually, we have all kinds of food for lunch, but I think Thoma wants to focus on serving dishes from Sumeru this time,” Dainsleif says. “Although, if you prefer eating something else, we can always change that,” Dainsleif adds.
“I’m okay with anything as long as I eat something,” You answer. You open your mouth to add another comment when the loud rumbling of your stomach cuts you off. Heat rushes to your face and to the tips of your ears; you place both of your hands on your tummy and clear your throat awkwardly.
Xiao smiles at you and shakes his head. “Looks like someone’s hungry,” Xiao reaches for your hands and gives your hand a light squeeze. “Let’s pack up and go back to the abode,” Xiao says softly, squeezing your hands.
You turn to look over at Kaveh, who is already walking towards the exit of House of Daena. You can’t help but feel bad that Kaveh is left out of the conversation and lunch plans. You release Xiao’s hands and quickly run after the blond man, causing the other men to cast each other questioning glances at each other.
“Kaveh!” You pant, reaching out to tap him on the back. Kaveh stops in his tracks and turns around, and looks down at you curiously. “If you’re not busy, do you want to join us for lunch at the abode?” You ask shyly, waiting for the blond man to respond to your lunch invitation.
“Looks like you’ll be making extra food for today, Thoma,” Diluc says, turning to look over at the Kamisato housekeeper. “We’ll need to make sure that there are enough seats for everyone joining,” Diluc murmurs, stroking his chin.
Thoma smiles and pats Diluc’s shoulders. “I’m sure there will be plenty of seats for everyone! As for the spacing of the dining area….” Thoma trails off.
“We can always dine outside of the estate! There’s plenty of space on the pavilion in the backyard that has a nice view of the garden and water fountain,” Aether suggests, leaning on the table with his left hand.
Heizou clears his throat. “Before we start planning anything, we need to make sure that Kaveh is joining us or not,” Heizou whispers, gesturing for the others to look over where you and Kaveh are standing.
“I’m sure he’ll join us for lunch,” Ayato says, his blue eyes locking gazes with Kaveh from afar. “Besides, who can resist someone as sweet as [Y/N]?” Ayato asks, the corners of his lips curving upwards.
Scaramouche scoffs and rolls his eyes. “He better not disappoint [Y/N],” Scaramouche says, “If he does disappoint [Y/N], do I have permission to zap him?” Scaramouche asks, looking over at Al Haitham.
Al Haitham nods his head. “Go ahead, be my guest,” Al Haitham smirks.
They hear a faint squeal coming from you, and they all turn to look over at where you and Kaveh are standing. You cheer and tackle Kaveh into a hug but then quickly release him after realizing what you have done.
Kazuha laughs softly. “I’m assuming that Kaveh has agreed to the lunch invitation,” Kazuha comments.
Itto whistles softly and nudges Scaramouche in the ribs with his elbows. “Darn, Scaramouche. It looks like you won’t be able to zap Kaveh any time soon,” Itto says, feigning disappointment. “Such a shame,” Itto crosses his arm over his chest and shakes his head with a fake disappointed frown.
Scaramouche stares at Itto for a moment without saying a single thing. A thought then crosses over Scaramouche’s mind, and a faint smirk appears on Scaramouche’s face. While Itto is distracted, Scaramouche inches his hand close to Itto’s bare torso, charging up his attack and zapping Itto in the ribs. Itto lets out a loud yowl and jumps in the air, clutching onto the area where Scaramouche has sent small bolts of electricity to his ribs.
Everyone in the library looks over at Itto with blank and mildly annoyed expressions, annoyed that Itto has disturbed the silence with his sudden exclamation. Itto gives the Akademiya students an apologetic smile, silently apologizing to them for disrupting their study sessions before glaring down at the snickering Harbinger.
“Oh! They’re walking back to us!” Gorou whispers, subtly pointing over at you and Kaveh.
You walk over to the men with a big smile on your face while Kaveh looks unamused. Well, he seems like he’s trying his best not to smile but is kind of failing miserably. The minute his eyes lands on Al Haitham, the strained smile slips off his face completely.
You clap your hands softly, making sure that the men are the ones that can hear it and not the other students that are trying to study. “Good news! Kaveh will be joining us for lunch!” You said happily. “Although he was reluctant on it at first, I insist that he joins because I didn’t want him to feel left out while all of us return to the abode for lunch,” you add.
“Well, we’re glad that you’re joining us for lunch, Kaveh,” Dainsleif says, smiling at the blond dendro user.
Kaveh sighs in defeat and points over at you with his thumb, his cheeks slowly turning bright pink. “I couldn’t say no to a face like that,” Kaveh mutters begrudgingly.
You flash the men an innocent smile before rushing to grab your backpack and pack your things. “Okay! Since we’re done with my homework now, with the help of Kaveh, let’s go to the abode for lunch!” You said. “I don’t think I can wait any longer,” you sigh, attempting to ignore your stomach, twisting with hunger.
Ali’s head perks up at the sound of your voice, and panic starts to set in when he sees you packing up your bag, getting ready to leave House of Daena with a group of unfamiliar men, Kaveh, the Mahamatra, Tighnari, and the Scribe. Ali scrambles to get up from his seat and rushes over to where you stand, almost tripping over the leg of the table.
“W-Wait!” Ali exclaims, holding his hand out to grab onto your Akademiya uniform, pulling you back suddenly.
Your eyes widen, and you stumble back, turning to look over at a distraught Ali. You give the men a look as if you’re telling them not to start anything. You clear your throat, fix your uniform and adjust the backpack around your shoulders.
“Is there something you need, Ali?” You ask politely, giving Ali a small smile.
Ali feels himself becoming flustered when you smile at him, his heart racing against his chest, causing Gorou and Tighnari to raise their eyebrows at Ali. Gorou and Tighnari look over at each other, looking unamused.
Ali clears his throat awkwardly and begins to fiddle with his thumbs. “I was wondering if you would like to study with me right now. I can’t seem to process the information that you have written down for Professor Safar’s class,” Ali mumbles, gulping his saliva loudly.
You blink at Ali and at the men, who are all looking at you, waiting for you to reply to Ali’s study date. You look over at Ali and give him a sympathetic smile. “As much as I would love to do that, Ali, I’m about to go back home to have lunch with the boys,” you said, nodding your head toward your boyfriends and Kaveh's direction.
“O-Oh!” Ali visibly deflates at your rejection. “Well, how about next time?” Ali asks in a hopeful tone.
“Yeah, we can study together next time!” You nod your head. Ali gives you a fake smile before walking away, his hands clenching at his sides. You sigh softly and turn to look at the men who are staring at Ali with scrutiny. “Okay, let’s go back to the abode now! I can’t wait any longer,” you said, grabbing onto the closest men’s wrists and walking out of House of Daena with the others following behind.
“You notice that Ali has a small crush on [Y/N], right?” Gorou whispers to Tighnari as they walk side by side.
Tighnari nods his head. “It’s very obvious with the way he acts and speaks around [Y/N]. However, I don’t blame him. [Y/N] is irresistible,” Tighnari says softly, his gaze boring into your back.
After you and the men have arrived at the abode, you sigh in relief and take your backpack off your shoulders. Finally back home, and now you have a few days to relax and not have to worry about completing assignments and studying for endless hours at House of Daena. Although you’re on break, you still want to review some course material as final exams are closing in on you and the students at the Akademiya.
“Finally home! Now you can finally relax and spend some time with me!” Heizou says, throwing his arms around your shoulders, nuzzling up against your neck, and pressing a small kiss on your jaws.
“Ahem.” The others clear their throats, staring at Heizou with their eyes narrowing, their hands propping up on their waist and others have their arms crossing over their chests.
Aether lets out a huff of breath, pouting at you and Heizou like an angry kitten. “You can’t hog [Y/N] to yourself! It’s not fair for the rest of us!” Aether grumbles, contemplating whether he should blast Heizou off of you or not.
Thoma laughs nervously and pats Aether’s shoulders. “Plus, we don’t want our guest to feel awkward now, do we?” Thoma says, looking at Kaveh from the corners of his eyes.
Venti snorts and pats Kaveh’s back lightly. “You’ll get used to the guys wanting [Y/N]’s attention. Like what Ayato said earlier at House of Daena, who can resist someone like [Y/N]?” Venti asks, looking up at the blond man who is staring at you and Heizou intently.
“That is if Kaveh decides to return to the abode after today,” Baizhu adds. Venti nods his head in agreement, unsure whether the men constantly wanting your attention would drive the blond man away from the abode.
You lightly push Heizou away after kissing his cheeks and give him a pat on the head. “As much as I love having you all fight over me,” you begin with a joke, “but I need to drop my things off in my bedroom and change out of the Akademiya uniform,” you said.
You all walk into the estate and take your shoes off at the entrance before putting them on shoe racks. You quickly rush up the stairs to change out of your Akademiya uniform and put your backpack on the seat at your desk. You walk over to your closet and pull out the comfiest pajamas you have in your closet to change into. For a moment, you stand in the middle of your bedroom, debating if you should go take a shower and change into your pajamas or just change into them and take a shower after having lunch.
“Knock, knock! Guess who’s here, onikabuto booboo bear!” Itto sings, tapping on your door with his knuckles as he peeks his head into your bedroom with a big smile on his face.
You look over at Itto and smile at him, motioning for him to enter your room. Itto walks into your room before plopping down on your bed, sitting at the edge of your bed, and scans your bedroom.
You look at Itto quizzically. “Is there something you need, Itto? I might shower soon, but I’m not sure if I should….” you trail off, pinching the fat of your chin. “It’s going to take a while for the food to be done cooking, so I might as well shower now,” you said.
You’re about to walk by your bed and Itto, but the oni reaches you and grabs your wrist, pulling you towards him. You fall lightly on the bed; Itto wraps his arms around your waist and his legs around your thighs, burying his face into the crook of your neck. You grumble and lay in Itto’s arms, letting the tall man cling to you.
“Really, Itto? This is where you ran off to?” You hear someone speak up from the entrance of your bedroom. You lift your head and peek over Itto’s broad shoulders, only to see Diluc and Childe standing at the door with their arms crossing over their chests, their eyes staring holes into Itto’s bare back. You writhe in Itto’s arms, trying to escape from the clutches of Itto’s iron grip, failing miserably.
“Itto, as much as I would love to cuddle with you, I really want to go take a shower,” you whine softly, patting Itto’s arms. Itto mumbles and shakes his head, continuing to bury his face into your neck. You move your face away from Itto’s head, trying not to get poked in the eye by Itto’s horns.
You hear Diluc release an exasperated sigh before walking into your bedroom, heading towards where you and Itto lay. Diluc grabs onto Itto’s ears and tugs on them really hard, making Itto let out a loud yelp, releasing you from his grasp. Itto gets out of bed and follows after Diluc while whining over Diluc being harsh on him.
“I wouldn’t be pulling on your ears if you didn’t sneak away to have a private cuddling session with [Y/N] while they’re trying to shower,” Diluc mutters, lightly slapping Itto on the back of his head. Itto makes a face at Diluc and Childe, letting the two of them escort him out of your bedroom to give you some privacy. Diluc and Childe give you an apologetic look before closing the door behind them.
While you’re in the shower, the men are downstairs conversing with one another while waiting for the food to be finished cooking. Kaveh sits on the couch, his eyes locking on the littlest design of the estate with curiosity. The estate is a combination of various regions; usually, combining many cultures in one space would make it look out of place and a little bit tacky, but you’re all able to make it work without it looking strange.
“What do you think of the estate so far?” Kazuha asks, approaching Kaveh with a glass cup of water and handing it to the blond man. Kaveh takes the cup from Kazuha’s hand and takes a sip from the cup.
“I hope you don’t feel overwhelmed by the estate and the number of people that resides here,” Albedo says softly, giving Kaveh a small smile.
Cyno lets out a soft sigh. “I’m sure Kaveh feels okay with being in an unfamiliar environment. If he wants to explore the abode, we’ll have someone show him around while the food is cooking,” Cyno says, patting Kaveh’s shoulders.
You walk down the stairs with a towel wrapped around your head while dressed in your comfortable pajamas and slippers on your feet. You rub your eyes and grumble to yourself while walking to the kitchen to grab something to drink.
“Done with your shower already?” Kaeya asks, leaning across from you on the island in the kitchen.
You nod your head and place a cold glass pitcher on the kitchen island. “I was going to take a shower after lunch, but I changed my mind,” you said. You turn and grab a mug from the kitchen cabinet and place it down on the island. “Now, I feel fresh, clean, and ready to eat something because my hunger has yet to be diminished,” you said, pouring water into the cup from the pitcher.
“You should dry your hair; we wouldn’t want you to get a headache or get sick because you didn’t dry your hair,” Zhongli comments. Zhongli leans onto the island beside you and gazes down at you intently.
You wave Zhongli’s comments off. “I’ll be fine, Zhongli! I never dry my hair with a blow dryer; I usually let them air dry,” you said, taking your towel off your head and running your fingers through your damp hair.
Xiao raises his eyebrows at you. “Didn’t you get a headache last time from not drying your hair?” Xiao asks, crossing his arms over his chest.
You clear your throat and shake your head. “That is false, Xiao. I never had a headache from not drying my hair. The last time I had a headache was when I was studying for way too long and didn’t give myself a break,” You said, scrunching your face up before placing the pitcher back into the refrigerator.
While visiting the abode and waiting for lunch to be made, Kaveh notices how clingy these men are when it comes to you. And, of course, you didn’t seem to be bothered by their clinginess at all. While waiting for lunch to be finished, you would sneak a couple of bites from the food while Thoma isn’t looking. When Thoma catches you, he makes you assist him with the cooking, and you don’t complain about it one bit because you continue to sneak small bites from the food.
Being the sweet person that he is, Thoma didn’t scold you for sneaking bites from the food that was laid out on the plate, ready to be served to everyone. Instead, he would lightly pinch your cheeks (the upstairs one, not the downstairs one) before pressing a kiss on the top of your head.
“Oh my gosh, these are delicious,” you mumble, both of your cheeks stuffed with food.
Thoma laughs lightly. “I’m glad that you like the food, beautiful. However, I don’t recommend eating this many while the others are waiting for food to be served. They’ll catch onto you when they see how little you’re eating,” Thoma says, poking your cheek lightly.
“They are not going to find out!” You protest, shoving Thoma lightly while holding back your grin.
Childe leans against the door frame of the kitchen. “Oh? Sneak eating while the others are just as hungry as you are, snookums?” Childe asks, pushing himself away from the frame and walking towards you and Thoma.
You gulp down the food in your mouth and lick your lips. “And what about it, Mister Fatui Harbinger? Going to pry the food out of me?” You stick your tongue out at Childe before taking another bite from the food in front of Childe and Thoma.
Childe takes the food from your hands and takes a bite of it before putting you in a headlock, rubbing the top of your head with his knuckles. You squirm in Childe’s hold and lightly punch Childe’s back, trying to escape Childe’s iron grip. Childe and Thoma bark out a laugh and give each other a high five before Childe releases you from his grasp. You mumble incoherent words to yourself and fix your messy hair with a deep frown on your face.
Aether and Heizou burst through the kitchen door. “Hey, is lunch ready yet? I would figure that lunch is almost ready, given the fact that [Y/N] is helping as well,” Aether says, cocking his eyebrows at you, Childe, and Thoma.
“Yeah, some of us are starting to get really hungry, and I can hear Itto’s stomach growl. He even said that he might sacrifice one of his onikabutos if he doesn’t eat anything soon,” Heizou chuckles, shaking his head.
You nod your head slowly. “Lunch is ready, actually! We were just distracted because someone,” you give Childe a small glare, “was putting me in a headlock,” you said. You let out a sharp sigh jokingly before grabbing onto the plates. “I’ll be bringing lunch out for everyone to eat now. Tell them to sit at the pavilion,” you said to Aether and Heizou.
They jokingly salute you before running off to tell the other men. You, Childe, and Thoma walk out of the kitchen and head towards the hallway that leads to the pavilion outside of the estate. It’s a grand pavilion that can hold up to about fifty people or more. You’re not sure if there will be fifty people in the abode, but it’s nice to prepare for an occasion like that.
You place the food down on the table and walk over to the sheer curtains that hang around the pavilion. You draw the curtains and watch the curtain unfurl itself, covering the table from the blinding sunlight and pesky bugs. You hear Itto let out a loud sigh in relief as he plops himself down on an empty seat, beginning to fill his plate with food.
“Man, I am starving! I was so close to sacrificing one of my onikabutos,” Itto says dramatically, taking a large chunk of bite from the golden chicken burger, moaning in delight when the food touches his tongue.
Venti laughs and looks over at Gorou and Ayato. “He’s joking, right?” Venti asks.
Ayato makes a face and shakes his head, sipping his water. “I wish he were kidding, but this is Itto we’re talking about,” Ayato says, placing his cup down on the table before grabbing his chopsticks.
Gorou nods his head in agreement. “Itto is an interesting guy, but that’s what makes him special,” Gorou says, patting Itto’s head lightly.
Scaramouche snorts and nods his head. “Real special, alright. He looks like he has never had a single coherent thought in his entire life,” Scaramouche says, pressing his lips into thin lines to prevent himself from laughing.
“Thanks, man! That’s probably the nicest thing you’ve said to me since the beginning of our meeting!” Itto says, patting Scaramouche’s back roughly, making Scaramouche almost choke on his food.
Lunch went surprisingly smoothly. The men who didn’t know Kaveh much took some time to get to know the blond man more. You sit to the side, eating your lunch while unintentionally staring off into space, drowning out the conversations around you while robotically bringing food up to your mouth and taking a bite out of them. When some of the men ask you questions, you would hum in response or give them short replies, still staring off into space.
“Oh, don’t mind them. They usually stare off into space when they’re getting tired,” Tighnari says, rubbing your back lightly from beside you.
You blink and slowly bring yourself out of your daydream. “Yeah, I’m starting to get tired,” you sigh, rubbing your eyes with your left hand. “I think it's because of me sneak-eating,” you whisper to yourself.
Cyno raises his eyebrows at you, leaning back in his seat. “Sneak eating, you say?” Cyno asks softly, the corners of his lips tilting up with amusement.
You clear your throat. “If you’ll excuse me, I am going to wash my dishes and take a nap,” you state. You get up from your seat with your plate in your hands, only for Al Haitham to grab hold of your wrist and pull you down on his lap.
“Do you not want to give Kaveh a tour around the abode?” Al Haitham asks, wrapping his arms around your waist while gazing down at you with his eyebrows slightly raised.
You blink at Al Haitham and look over at Kaveh. “Do you want me to give you a tour around the abode? If not, one of the guys can do it instead if you prefer that,” you suggest.
Kaveh sighs and slightly tilts his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down when he swallows his saliva. “I guess I don’t mind having a little abyss mage give me a tour around the vast abode,” Kaveh says dramatically, letting his fringe fall over his eyes as he looks around the abode. You let out a choked gasp and looked at Kaveh, flabbergasted. You turn to look at Al Haitham and point at the blond man.
“Did you hear what he called me?! He called me an abyss mage!” You whine, tugging on Al Haitham’s shirt. “He’s indirectly calling me a gremlin, Al Haitham!” You said, turning to look at Kaveh with a glare on your face.
Kaveh smirks at you and looks away to hide the color pink that is slowly making its way up to his cheeks. Al Haitham sighs and makes you rest your head on his chest while giving Kaveh a look, his eyebrows raised and his eyes sharp as if he’s warning Kaveh to watch his mouth. You grumble and bury your face into Al Haitham’s neck as you start to question whether you should even give Kaveh a tour around the abode without being tempted to kick him over the edge for calling you an abyss mage.
“What is a gremlin, anyway?” Baizhu mutters, looking at you and Kaveh in confusion.
You slowly lift your face up from Al Haitham’s neck, about to answer Baizhu’s question, when Kaveh beats you to it. Kaveh looks over at Baizhu and points over in your direction. You stare at Kaveh with your mouth wide open, flabbergasted that he not only called you an abyss mage but pointed at you when Baizhu asked what a gremlin was.
“You’re lucky you’re Al Haitham’s roommate, or else I would’ve kicked you off the edge of the abode,” you scowled at Kaveh.
You grab a piece of bread roll and chuck it at the blond man sitting across from you. Kaveh quickly catches the bread roll and takes a bite out of it, smirking at you victoriously. You bristle with anger and jump out of Al Haitham’s lap, ready to lunge at the blond man that is mocking you from across the table.
“Don’t let him get to you, angel.” Diluc sighs, reaching over and pulling you down onto his lap. You growl and let yourself be engulfed in Diluc’s arms. You hold your hands up in front of you, making choking hand gestures at Kaveh while Diluc strokes your hair with his gloved hands, muttering comforting words into your ears.
Kaveh lets out an amused huff of breath, his shoulders bouncing as he laughs quietly to himself. Looking at you from across the table, you remind Kaveh of an angry feral kitten. Tail puffs up, back curving, hissing and spitting at him, trying to claw at him to fend for itself. But you know what reminds him of you the most? An abyss mage, especially the hydro abyss mages, because out of all of the elemental abyss mages, the hydro ones are the most annoying.
Xiao sighs and shakes his head. “I would advise you not to annoy [Y/N] any further. Childe has trained them in combat. Unless you want them to put you in your spot, I wouldn’t test [Y/N]’s patience if I were you,” Xiao states, shooting a small glare in Kaveh’s direction.
Kaeya chuckles and shakes his head. “I have never seen [Y/N] get this so worked up over someone. It’s cute but also a little terrifying,” the corners of Kaeya’s lips curl up.
Albedo looks over at you; you seem calmer now. You sit on Diluc’s lap with Diluc’s arms wrapping around you, his chin resting on the top of your head while stroking your hair. You slump against Diluc and let out a sigh through your nose, beginning to stare off into space. Albedo chuckles to himself and shakes his head.
“[Y/N], I think you should start giving Kaveh a tour around the abode now if you want to get it over with,” Albedo says softly.
You mumble and bury yourself further against Diluc’s chest. “I don’t think I want to give Kaveh a tour around the abode anymore,” you mutter. “He’s going to be calling an abyss mage the entire time during the tour,” you said.
Kazuha laughs and stands next to you and Diluc before giving your hand a gentle squeeze. “Come on, [Y/N]. It can’t be that bad,” Kazuha says softly.
“Might as well get it over with, you know? The longer you hold it off, the more you’re going to dread it,” Dainsleif says, wiping his plush lips with a cloth napkin.
You let out a long sigh and let your head hang low before slowly lifting your head. “I suppose that you’re right about that….” You trail off, slowly getting off of Diluc’s lap. “Fine, I’ll give Kaveh a tour around the abode now. In the meantime, I might contemplate dropping out of the Akademiya to avoid seeing his face,” you said, pointing at Kaveh.
Zhongli gives you a look. “You wouldn’t do that, especially when you went through the application process and took placement exams,” Zhongli says, taking a sip from his teacup.
“Yeah, you’re right,” you mumble, sighing in defeat. “Okay, come on, Kaveh. Let me give you a tour around our humble abode before you leave,” you said.
Kaveh gets up from his seat and follows after you, giving the men a polite smile before quickly flashing Al Haitham a middle finger as he walks off. Al Haitham rolls his eyes and shakes his head.
“Ah, how juvenile.” Dottore sighs dramatically, approaching the men with the other three Harbingers following after him.
Pierro watches Kaveh from afar, his arms over his chest. “Are you sure you want to leave [Y/N] alone with that blond boy? I don’t have a good feeling about him,” Pierro says, crossing his arms over his chest.
Scaramouche rolls his eyes. “And we don’t have a good feeling about the four of you,” Scaramouche retorts, narrowing his eyes at Pierro.
Diluc lets out a humorless laugh and rolls his eyes at Pierro’s comment. “You people should be the last ones to talk about who’s trustworthy and who’s not,” said Diluc.
Pantalone looks at Diluc, surprised by his comment, pressing his hand against his chest. “My, my. Still have trust issues?” Pantalone asks, giving Diluc a fake smile.
“If [Y/N] can put their trust in us, then all of you shouldn’t have an issue with trusting us,” Capitano says gruffly.
Tighnari frowns. “[Y/N]’s too trusting; that’s the problem,” Tighnari says softly, clenching his hands into tight fists.
Meanwhile, on the middle island of the abode, you and Kaveh stand three feet from each other. You point at the bathhouse that is surrounded by cat-shaped plants. “This is where we relax. You can either go to the bathhouse on your own or be accompanied by your friends,” you said unenthusiastically.
“Why would anyone want to go there with someone else other than to have company?” Kaveh asks, raising his eyebrows at you.
You let out a small “pfft” before answering his question, “Because who wouldn’t want to see shirtless, sweaty men?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at the blond man.
“Me! I don’t want to see shirtless, sweaty men,” Kaveh deadpans.
You make a face. “Well, you should because it will change your life,” you said, walking towards the garden where the men plant various flowers from different regions. Kaveh follows behind you and raises his eyebrows at your response to his comment.
“Change my life as in what? Traumatize me?” Kaveh asks, crossing his arms over his chest, letting the wind blow in his face.
You open your mouth to retort but close your mouth with a huff. There was no use in arguing with someone like Kaveh. Al Haitham has told you many things about Kaveh and the arguments that they would get into over the pettiest things. This was probably one of them.
“Aside from the bathhouse, we have a garden that consists of many flora and fauna of Teyvat! The Harbingers have a botanical garden as well, but we’re not stepping foot in their estate because….” You trailed off, giving Kaveh a fake smile, “because we don’t have permission to enter their estate!” You said.
Kaveh cocks his eyebrows at you. “You hesitated,” Kaveh says.
“I talk slow sometimes; it’s normal,” you reply, brushing off Kaveh’s comment. “I need to find the right words, or else I’ll stumble over my sentences,” you said. You clear your throat and continue to give Kaveh a tour of one of the biggest gardens in the abode. You’re not much of a plant parent, but you’re proud of how well these plants are growing in another environment.
Kaveh walks beside you, gazing down at you curiously. “Why do those four Harbingers reside here? Their presence feels out of place,” Kaveh says softly.
You shrug your shoulders and look at the field of glaze lilies, silk flowers, lamp grass, cecilias, and calla lilies. “They just invited themselves along,” you said, tapping on your chin. “It was a bit strange at first, but they’re nice!” You said, smiling up at Kaveh.
Taken aback by the sight of your smile, Kaveh looks at the garden and clears his throat, his cheeks warming up. “Their presence puts a damper on the bright atmosphere of this abode. I mean, look at their estate,” Kaveh motions his head towards the tall, black, and gray estate. “It looks ominous, as if it’s holding many secrets and experiments that go unseen,” Kaveh says.
You laugh nervously and scratch your arm lightly, goosebumps beginning to form on your arms. “You’re starting to freak me out a little bit with your comment, Kaveh,” you said softly.
Kaveh’s eyes soften, and he sighs quietly. Kaveh places his hand on your shoulders, “I didn’t mean to frighten you with the way I speak about their estate and their presence,” Kaveh murmurs. “I know that you’re in safe hands when living with Al Haitham and the others, but the Doctor is a dangerous man. I can’t fathom the fact that he is living in the abode with you, someone evil like him, living under the same teapot with someone as harmless as you,” Kaveh says.
You blink at Kaveh. “You said that I’m harmless, but you call me an abyss mage many times,” you commented.
Kaveh snorts and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close to him, and rubs the top of your head lightly with his knuckles. “It’s an endearing nickname! Kind of like how that big oaf of an oni calls you onikabuto booboo bear,” Kaveh smirks.
“I-” You’re rendered speechless and let out a scoff. You lightly hit Kaveh’s arms and let him continue to have his arms wrap around your shoulders, your head resting on his chest. “How is an abyss mage endearing?! They’re little shits!” You exclaim.
“Exactly! And that is what you are: a little shit!” Kaveh cackles, his head thrown back, his body shaking with laughter. Your jaw drops, and you elbow Kaveh in the gut, making Kaveh release you from his grasp. You glare at Kaveh and smack him upside of his head as he continues to howl with laughter. Seeing the immense joy on Kaveh’s face, the sound of his laugh, and his pretty he looks when he smiles so widely, makes you feel some kind of way. A smile slowly makes its way up your face as heat slowly creeps onto your cheeks and to the tip of your ears. Kaveh is undeniably beautiful, and you can’t help but admire his beauty. Kaveh wipes the tears from his eyes and looks down at you; you look away from Kaveh, covering up your smile with a dramatic pout while crossing your arms over your chest.
“You’re rude and have no manners. Maybe that’s why you’re single,” you mutter, walking away from Kaveh and heading toward the last floating island in the abode.
Kaveh stares after you, his mouth agape. “Rude!” Kaveh exclaims, following after you.
You plop down on the grassy field and lie down, staring up at the cloudy sky in the abode. You lay on your hands and close your eyes, releasing long sighs. Kaveh looks around the empty field of grass in confusion; there is nothing to see at all other than the distant view of the other islands. Kaveh sits down beside you and stares down at you while you lay there, eyes closed and basking in the sunlight.
Kaveh’s eyes scan your face, and he slowly raises his hand to trace your features. Your nose, your lips, your cupid’s bow, the shape of your eyebrows, the tiny imperfections that the loves of your life consider to be cute and perfect just the way they are. Before his finger can touch your face, your eyes snap open, and you grab onto his finger, startling Kaveh.
“What are you doing?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at Kaveh.
Kaveh stutters, his cheeks turning bright red. “I…” He trails off, unsure of what to say to you after getting caught red-handed.
You sit up and release his finger before wrapping your arms around yourself. “What? Cat got your tongue?” You tease, sticking your tongue out at him.
A small smile appears on Kaveh’s face, catching you off guard. You gulp and stare at him like a fish out of water. You couldn’t help but be mesmerized by Kaveh’s beauty and how the sun shined on him, making him look ethereal.
Kaveh chuckles and shakes his head. “Cute,” He says, leaning back on his hands and looking out into the distance. Archons, that man is mesmerizing without having to put effort into looking breathtaking.
You blink at Kaveh. “Are you saying that sarcastically or….” You trailed off, blinking at Kaveh owlishly.
Kaveh looks over at you and blinks. “You’re cute,” Kaveh states. He reaches over and pinches your cheek with a small smile on his face. “I meant it as a compliment, not as sarcasm or an insult,” Kaveh adds.
“But you called me an abyss mage,” you deadpan.
Kaveh rolls his eyes with a smile on his face. “And? Itto calls you an onikabuto— an insect. I think calling you an abyss mage is better than being called an insect,” Kaveh says, scooting closer to you.
“But bugs are innocent!” You exclaimed. Kaveh cocks an eyebrow at you. “Kind of… but abyss mages are evil little shits who ruin everybody’s day just by existing!” You whine.
Kaveh hums thoughtfully. “I mean, I can say the same for you,” Kaveh jokes.
You scoff and lightly shove Kaveh, suppressing a smile that threatens to appear on your face. “You’re rude! You’ve been nothing but rude to me ever since we first met!” You grumble.
Kaveh pouts at you dramatically and wraps his arms around you, and pulls you into his arms. Your face smushes against Kaveh’s chest while he pets your head like how Diluc was stroking your hair prior to the tour of the abode.
“Oh, don’t be a big baby, abyss mage. I tease you like this because I like you,” Kaveh says, patting the top of your head.
You look up at Kaveh, and you see nothing but his chin and up his nose. “You need to trim your nose hairs. They’re starting to peek out like those mora stealing weasels,” you said softly, reaching up to pull on one of his nose hairs that were peeking out from his nose to get a better look at its surroundings. Kaveh scoff and swats your hands away from his nose, glaring down at you. You giggle and pat his cheek lightly.
You move from Kaveh’s side to sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his waist and rubbing his back. “I like you too, Kaveh! Other than the nickname that you’ve given me, you’re an okay person,” You said.
“Gee, thanks.” Kaveh snorts, rolling his eyes before looking down at you with a soft smile on his face. “You’re the only person that I can stand out of those people that live in this abode,” Kaveh says, pressing his lips on the top of your head, catching you off guard.
“Really?” You ask.
“Nah.” He shakes his head.
You gasp and push him away from you, climbing out of his lap with an angry huff. “Why are you leading me on?!” You exclaim.
“Wha— I am not leading you on! This is playful bantering, and you’re going to have to get used to it if you’re going to continue to be in my life,” Kaveh says dramatically.
You roll your eyes and rub your throbbing temples. “You’re lucky you’re cute, or else I would’ve kicked your ass off of this island a long time ago,” you sigh, looking up at the sky to remain calm.
“Ha! Funny, I was thinking the same thing,” Kaveh says, sticking his tongue out at you.
You raise your eyebrows at Kaveh. “What a juvenile act for a man of your caliber,” You sass.
Kaveh snorts and shakes his head. “I can say the same thing about you, you little shit.” He pulls you down and traps you in his arms, rubbing your hair affectionately. “You’re irresistible. You know that, right?” Kaveh murmurs into your hair.
You glance up at Kaveh and nod your head, brushing your hair off your shoulders playfully. “Of course I do! How do you think I was able to get over twenty boyfriends?” You ask cheekily.
Kaveh rolls his eyes and covers your entire face with his hands, and shakes your head lightly. “You’re starting to get annoying, you little shit. Truly living up to the abyss mage nickname I’ve given you,” Kaveh mutters.
You grab onto his hands and smile up at him cheekily. “Admit it; you love it.” You grin.
Kaveh rolls his eyes and pinches your nose, making you squeal and try to unlatch his fingers from the tip of your nose. Kaveh laughs and releases your nose, laying down on the grassy field and bringing you down with him by wrapping his arm around your neck. The two of you lay there for a while, in each other's arms, while looking at the cloudy sky. Maybe adding another person to your growing circle wouldn’t hurt, especially when that person is one of your boyfriend’s roommate. It looks like they’ll be roommates again sooner than later.
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Hi Pasta!! I have a question 🙃 What do you think Matt and Jane got each other for Christmas? I cant stop thinking about it. They’re so cute 🥹
BEHOLD. Like 1.1k so rest is behind a see more, but this was in my drafts for what their gifts would be. I didn't have time to get the whole scene done with everything, but I figured this would do!
It didn’t take long for Matt to make use of some of his Christmas gifts, and you found yourself standing by the couch less than an hour later, staring down in amusement at the happy, melted puddle that was Matt Murdock beneath the glow of a Christmas tree.
He’d burrowed down into his new hoodie, his eyes closed and his nose tucked down into the velvet-soft alpaca wool that lined the inside—some of the softest wool you’d been able to find, and something you’d searched long and hard for. Wrapped around the rest of him was a rich, red alpaca wool blanket, thick and warm and equally soft. You had a feeling that, under the blanket, he’d likely also slipped into his new fleece-lined sweats and fleecy socks, ninety-five percent of his body now cradled in soothing, warm comfort.
“So is that a yes on those?” you said softly, relieved now that it was obvious you’d chosen right when it came to this. It had been… a while, since you’d given anything for Christmas, much less given a gift to someone who meant as much to you as Matt did. Soft had seemed a good road to take, and you’d spent ages hunting for something that he’d be able to wear even when his senses ramped up to the point of pain. “Soft enough?”
A quiet sigh, almost a moan, was his response, followed by a glutted “Mhm,” before he lazily lifted his arms out from under the blanket, opening them to you. You quickly took up the invitation, climbing into his lap and letting him wind his arms around you. You dropped your head against his shoulder, reaching over to run your palm across the velvet-soft fabric covering his chest. His reaction was instant, arching up into your hand as he purred and melted further into the couch at the sensation of the fabric sliding on his skin, his head lolling back when you nuzzled in past the collar of the hoodie so you could press your lips gently to his pulse. Briefly, you passed over the new necklace chain he wore, the little braille pendant reading ‘Always Loved’ hidden somewhere beneath the fabric, its color a match for the key around your neck. That, at least, you knew was a success, but the rest...
“You really do like the clothes, don’t you?” you asked him, relaxing a little, curling your fingers to scratch a little as you ran them up and down his chest. “I had a good feeling on the necklace, but for these… I wasn’t sure.”
“Why not?” he asked sleepily, fumbling one hand up until he could slip it up under the back of your shirt, palming the line of your spine like you were stroking his chest. You weren’t surprised; he always tried to reciprocate, or maybe he just... liked having an excuse to touch you back. “These are probably the softest things I own now. They’re perfect. They feel amazing.”
“I was worried it was too… I don’t know. Impersonal.” You drummed your fingers a little against his chest, tucking your legs up until you were more comfortable. “But you shouldn’t have to wear things that hurt on your bad days, or at all really, so I-I guess I just—”
“The hoodie smells like you,” he murmured, tipping his head to lay it atop yours. You went quiet, still and unmoving as he continued, “I can tell that you wore it for me a little after washing it, and that it made you happy to do it, because your scent’s different when you’re happy and when you love someone. And every time I move, nothing scratches. Nothing hurts. All of these feel soft and gentle, like how you touch me when I’m bleeding, and when I need you most.” His chest expanded and then dipped on a contented sigh, and then he reached up, brushing his thumb over your cheek, his thumb coming away wet. His voice dropped to something even softer, low and tender. “So much of my life is pain, sweetheart. How could the way you touch me, the way you want to take away some of that pain from me, be impersonal?”
You wound yourself a little tighter around him, hiding your face against his neck as you let out a shaky breath, and he pulled you in tighter with a soothing noise. You’d been so… so terrified you’d fuck this up, that you’d do this wrong after so many years of dodging it, of being alone, of being forced to avoid anything like a holiday, anything like friends or love. The idea that you’d gotten it right on your first try…
And you weren’t the only one.
You leaned away from him just far enough to pick up one of the two photo frames on the coffee table where it had been set atop a massive pile of books you’d wanted to read for years, years in which you’d been forced to pass them by, story by story, cover by cover until Matt hunted down those stories and placed them back into your hands. You laid back against his chest again after you’d brushed your fingers fondly over the books, and instead, you focused once more on the photo inside the elegant black frame.
Foggy had taken it at Josie’s at some point—a candid of you and Matt crammed into a booth, his arm draped around your shoulders as you leaned into him, a bright grin on his face, your head tipped back as you laughed at something he’d said. The warmth in your eyes and his smile was obvious as you stared fondly up at him beneath the dull glow of the bar, at the very same table Foggy had once worked at to ensure your friendship with Matt was mended. There was no disguising what this was. And…
“I can’t believe I can put this on my desk now,” you whispered, tracing your fingers over the frame.
And you didn’t… have to disguise it, did you? There was no need to hide, not anymore. You could have his picture on your desk, could hold his hand as he walked you home, could kiss him when he came to see you at your office or you at his or when you were both out in the rain. And he could do the same with the second picture, one destined for his own desk, all so that he could proudly gesture towards it whenever you came up.
A… a real life.
He lifted one arm and you sniffled, crawling back around to wrap your arms around him in return, burying your face against his neck as he held you close.
Held you here at home—a home for you both, for your tree, for your books, for an actual life, lived fully and completely and wholly for the first time.
“I love you, so much,” he whispered. "Merry Christmas."
“Love you, too. Merry Christmas.”
There was no bigger gift he could give you.
#the red thread#matt murdock x f!reader#matt murdock x reader#daredevil x f!reader#daredevil x reader#daredevil#matt murdock#reader#fic#ficlet#fanfic#x reader#fluff#christmas fluff#basically the two of them trying to give each other what they feel might mean most to the *other person*#jane looks for something that will help him hurt less and something that will remind him that he's cared for and ALWAYS loved#even when the dark voices say otherwise#and even when those voices (THAT SOUND LIKE FUCKING STICK) tell him he doesn't deserve the soft things that make his skin hurt less#now he'll be able to argue back 'she gave it to me because she loves me' and sort of circumvent it by latching onto#'she gave it to me so it's only right that i use it and i don't have to feel bad or weak'#and he gets her things she's missed out on while on the run#books she's always wanted to read along with a picture she can finally put on her desk to publicly say 'yes he's mine and i love him'#and he can do the same#there's also a very large stuffed penguin that matt put one of his shirts on so she can hold it while he's gone if she has a panic attack#but didn't really have time for that so prob just gonna work that into TRT
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𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐞’𝐬 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐧𝐨𝐰
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐱 𝐛𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫
𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: it’s not just the first snowfall of the year in boston, it’s also the first snowfall for little bee and little bear, and who doesn’t love the sound of baby giggles in the morning
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: none very fluffy and sweet🥹🥹
𝐚/𝐧: thank you B for letting me write another blurb for these two and trusting me with writing little teddy😭 i think these two are so cute and i hope everyone enjoys @boston-babies 🩷
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There was nothing better than the first snowfall in Boston, the chilly air, christmas lights finally being strung up and lit, the smell of cinnamon and nutmeg filtering out from the bakery’s around the neighbourhood, nothing was better than this.
Well maybe except seeing little Elodie walk down the path towards the park Ro regularly took her too to meet Mama Evans and little Teddy, which is exactly where they were headed now.
“Elle be careful please baby!”
Calling out gently to the very rambunctious toddler as she takes off into the park, her little squeals of delight only amplifying as the snowflakes fell around her
“Snow, mummy snow!”
“Yes lot’s of it petal, it’s pretty huh?”
Elodie looked to her mother with a gummy smile on her face, her teeth still slowly coming in
“I think I see someone waiting for you over there Elle”
That caught the attention of Elodie who turned to see Teddy and Mama Evans standing just a few feet down, having arrived at the park not long after they had
“Bear! Mummy Bear!!”
At the sound of Elodie’s excitement, you watched Teddy look up from grabbing some snow to clap
“Bee!! Hi Bee!”
Ro couldn’t catch Elodie even if she tried, the little girl taking off towards her bear, their friendship only getting cuter the older they got. It was a relationship both families cherished in their own ways, the two toddlers being attached at the hip.
“Oh Elle be careful!”
Ro yelled out as the little girl pulled Teddy down to the snow covered ground with her, Mama Evans biting back a laugh at the scene, silence filling the air until their shared giggles filled both mothers ears
“Well I guess we can say they missed each other” Mama Evans stated, a smile on her face as she pulled Ro in for a hug, spending a few minutes catching up as the little ones played in the snow
“Thank you!” Came Teddy’s voice as Elodie passed him a snow ball she messily made, a smile on the girls face watching Teddy take it from her
“Welcome! Share!”
Ro laughed nodding
“Yeah my love, you’re sharing so well with Teddy baby”
Elodie smiled at the praise before turning to look at Mama Evans
“Hi! Hi!”
The other mother laughed, Elodie always taking a loving to her
“Hi sweetheart”
Once Elodie was pleased with her greetings she returned her attention back to Teddy, opting to follow him around as he got up and began to explore. Both mothers only hoping their friendship would only continue to keep them as close as they were right now.
And watching as Teddy held his hand out for Elodie to hold, they both knew deep down the two of them would be together for a very long time, and nothing would change that.
“Bye bye mummy! Bear bye bye!”
Letting out a string of giggles Teddy followed through with the laughter
“Bye bye mama! Bee bye bye!”
It was quite comical how the two kiddos thought they could realistically get very far from their mom’s but who wants to spoil the fun anyway, let them think they’re running off on a holiday adventure.
There really was nothing better than the first snowfall in Boston, especially when it came with little bee and little bear.
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Greetings…as the anon who first posed the possibility of Viserys escaping and finding Luke and Osferth, I raise myself one more member of the found family gang: Daeron. So stay with me: during the war Tessarion dies: either the canon way or for a more angsty direction there’s a major confrontation between Daeron and Aemond once Daeron learns what Aemond has done and surprise surprise Aemond can’t control Vhagar who utterly just tears Tessarion’s throat out. Daeron can’t handle being in Westeros even after a pardon and he decides to go into self exile across the sea where he meets Luke, Osferth, and Viserys. Maybe Daeron saves Osferth from some bullying or perhaps he helps Viserys out of a jam. Either way, neither party knows the others’ true story. I feel like this would be such a great au not just because Daeron being a great guy and helping Luke take care of Osferth would be sweet, but I think having them both speak of the death of their dragons using coded language would just bring them extremely close. Also? It would be a total comedy of errors because ever since Luke’s own isolation he’s had to learn what being a peasant is like from a very specific upbringing that a minuscule percentage of the world also experienced. Him finding Daeron and them both being like “this is the way it’s supposed to be, right?” to each other and then agreeing while everyone around them is like nope that’s not the way to clean boots. Or the two of them not realizing how they move the world is totally weird, but they can’t recognize that it’s weird because they see it as normal in each other. Just a couple of regular dudes who don’t know how to haggle falling in love. Only one day Daeron and Luke see the shadow of Vhagar across the clouds and both decide it would be safer for the other if they just left because both think Aemond is hunting them. Cue another comedic error in which they way they decide to leave the other is just by not coming back to their shared cottage at the same exact time: both think they are the abandoner and feel so much guilt…until they reunite. “I left you, don’t you hate me?” They say at the exact same time. Let’s give Luke a break and give him an easy man to love and be loved by
This is so sweet 🥹 turning such tragedy into a slightly angsty yet humor filled rom-com is beautiful. I love the idea of Daeron somehow finding his way into the city of Tyrosh and stumbling upon a small market filled with humble commoners just trying to make their living while their children play along the shore. Helping out one brown haired child out of many that’s being picked on by some others for reasons Daeron can’t understand until he actually gets a chance to see the little boys cheeks which are marked by dragon scale. And it’s right then and there that something just clicks that this is deeper than what it seems. One thing leads to another and the boy introduces himself as Osferth before dragging Daeron to the fish stands to meet his Muña and qȳbor, only to see the boy who bares a strong resemblance to the long dead boy in the portrait his half-sister has hung up in Dragonstone’s main hall standing right alongside his second presumed dead nephew. A family reunion for the ages!
Once we get past all the shock and confusion and fear and overprotectiveness, Daeron somehow manages to convince Luke that he comes in peace and by pure coincidence after leaving Westeros as Tesserion’s death was just too much to continue living there. Something that melts Luke’s heart immediately as losing Arrax has forever left a dent in his heart and the pain in his uncles eyes is far too real to be faked. Luckily for Daeron he’s a beta therefore welcomed in their little city within the city.
For some reason I can’t help but feel Luke and Daeron are much worse at being normal than Viserys is. Maybe’s it’s because they’re older but being able to successfully wash clothes and cook without burning pots is nearly impossible (Luke’s been there the longest and he can still barely boil water. Little Osferth has gotten used to the taste of extremely well done beef since weaning off the teat)
But now they’re there to validate each other’s fuck ups along the way. Daeron is skinning a chicken in the worst way possible and now all the good bits have been torn to shreds and the bird basically died for no reason at this point? Well he did a better job than Luke ever could. All the clothes Luke stitches are either way too tight or nothing aligns well leaving a short and long sleeved mess of a Jerkin? Well it’s wearable in Daeron’s opinion at least. Always there to validate the fact that they’re doing great when in fact they def aren’t. It comes to a point where the only person who’ll try Daeron’s bad cooking until he improves is Luke and Daeron will happily wear every piece of Frankenstein’d clothing Luke makes. And they for sure didn’t get ripped off for paying 5 sliver shillings when going out into the main city to buy a single pound of lamb.
Them reuniting even though they tried to run away for the others benefits but failing because they basically have the same mind? Omg this gives me butterflies.
It’s actually funny because Daeron and Luke’s dynamic is so sweet right off the jump whereas Lucemond need a good five to seven arcs of pure pain to get there LMAO.
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Thoughts on Assassin’s Creed Valhalla’s final update under the cut.
(Because obviously I assume some people don’t want spoilers. but I also need to say something.)
So, spoilers for the update. As well as the game as a whole. You’ve been warned.
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This is just going to be a random point-form all over the place sort of rambling rant from me. So, here goes. But I need to get this off my chest.
- First off, way too short. For them to talk about this final update for months and for it to just end up being... a few poorly written cut scenes, some with characters Eivor really wasn’t close with at all, and then for other characters she was incredibly close with to not even show up? Oof.
- Super sorry to any Randivor shippers by the way. That’s rough, buddy.😬
- Also, the cut scenes really contradicted not only the main storyline and Eivor’s character growth, but also each other? She tells Harald she doesn’t want to go to Iceland because she doesn’t want to walk down well-worn roads, but at the same time... ends up returning to the exact same spot in Vinland that she and others have already been to? Doesn’t make sense.
- And it also doesn’t make sense she’d leave at all. We knew she’d end up in Vinland somehow. Fine. That had to happen. But with the reason being she had to “find herself”? Again, doesn't make sense. The whole point of the end of the main game was her realising the glory and power Odin promised her meant nothing in comparison to her found family. A found family she spent the entire game helping, protecting, caring for. To just... leave? In the middle of the night? With only Valka to notice? And a vague mention of Randvi? (Again, sorry Randivor shippers. Ouch.) It just took none of her own growth as a character into account.
- Honestly, it would have made more sense for her to be forced to leave England for some reason. Because there’s no way she’d just leave everything willingly like that. Seems like the writers knew she had to leave but didn’t really know how they were going to make her do that. So just pushed an excuse for her to go that didn’t really work. At all.
- Then the whole Odin thing. So they’re just... buddy buddy and chatting again? Really? After that super dramatic ending? And apparently she wants to learn from him? To what end? She just fucks off to Vinland and talks to the guy in her head as her only company and learns from him... to pass none of that on to anyone? Feels like a pointless way for her to end her days.
- And, sorry to people who actually like Basim, but I am not one of them. (Him standing over Eivor’s grave at the end of the main game and taunting her really put the last nail in the coffin for me. Not a fan.) So having so much Basim in this last update? Almost as much if not more focus on him than Eivor? Infuriating. Really, it made the whole thing feel like an advertisement for Assassin’s Creed Mirage.
- Which, even though I liked the Roshan surprise, again, feels like an advertisement for Mirage. Maybe would have felt less like that if the focus of the last chapter hadn’t been so much on Basim and the Roshan quest was just a nice surprise they added on. But that’s not the case. Basim was heavily present in the last chapter. So again, feels like an AC Mirage advertisement. Using Eivor’s last chapter, the end of her story, to advertise Basim’s game. Cheap, Ubisoft. Super cheap.
- And, yeah. The new armour is tacky.
Anyways. If you made it through all that, have a cookie. And feel free to rant in the replies. I’m sure I'm not the only one who needs to get things off their chest after witnessing that.😅
EDIT: Wait! Let me just add, Hytham is precious and I love him. That was the only part of this I applaud. Being a mentor to a bunch of the villagers in Ravensthorpe was perfect and I would not change that at all. That man deserves the world.🥹
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Okay okay Mermie I gotta know……..#11, #17, and hmmm let’s do #27 (of course I wanna know them ALL but that a little too much hehe)
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kimmyyy hello, hi, ily2. 💕🥹 ok lessgo.
11. Books and/or authors who influenced you the most
I don’t think I’ve ever mentioned on this blog how hard I rode for Tamora Pierce as a kid, lmao, and how like… formative that was. If you’ve never read her stuff it’s fantasy -adventure, with a dash of romance, kinda? The first series in that world is The Song of the Lionness, where Alana trades places with her twin brother so she can train as a knight and he can study as a mage but the first series of Pierce’s I ever read was the third, The Protector of the Small, which is like idk, twenty or so years after Alana’s made waves in the world? The main character, Keladry, is the first girl since Alana to train—openly—as a Knight, and like, whereas Alana had magic and literal Gods behind her, Kel has to struggle through it alone and just sort of make her way through this infamous boys club, and you know, old men that resent her (and Alana) and dslkfjsldkfj. idk!!! It made such an impact, you know? After I finished that series I backtracked to the next one my library had, which was The Immortals, which follows a girl called Daine who can understand animals and how she ends up learning how to control her magic under the tutelage of the most powerful mages in the country (there’s an age gap romance involved that one, as a head’s up.)
The fun part tho is that like, Immortals is set oh idk, a while after Lionness, and then Kel and her struggles happen a few years after Daine’s last book and all these characters like, show up in each others stories!!! 🥹 Like, they affect each other’s worlds!! They have weight, they create change!! Alana pretends to be a boy in order to train and ends up like, becoming the first female Knight, opening the land up to the Gods—and then a few years later Daine comes along, and with her wild magic tears the space between the land and the Gods wide open, sending monsters throughout the relam and making knights like Alana—someone who Daine now knows, thanks to life at the palace—scatter across the land to fight them. And then years after that you have Kel coming along, at like, what, twelve? Kel who wants to train as a knight because of the stories about Alana and her efforts in that war, Kel who grew up with brothers who like, rode off to also train as knights, who end up having to face the last of the monsters that ended up trapped in their world when the heavenly rift was closed by Daine. Daine, who’s still at the palace when Kel trains—who’s there to talk to her horse, because he’s not listening/cooperating with this young girl. This young girl who’s like, all alone in her training because the King—who’s kinda scary, who used to be a smart-assed prince who’s best friend was a girl pretending to be boy—has forbidden Alana from talking to her. And I’m not even like, scratching the surface in how they’re all interwoven LOL. They make up that whole world, they have lives outside of their own series and idk—I’ve just always liked that. 🥹 In the wake of finding Tamora’s stuff I ended up making up my own little fantasy story: it was just a rip-off of Tortall, lmao, but I napped out like a good three hundred years, roughly? Of like, interconnected generations and characters. 🥹 Like it literally starts with a random noble girl getting kidnapped by pirates and then two hundred years later her descendants marry onto the Throne like. LMAO. Tamora is a stand-out for me for like, truly instilling that interconnectivity and next-generation type storytelling in me. Her and the V.C. Andrew books, and then Juliet Marillier. The trifecta of fiction that arrived roughly the same time—just at the most perfect, impressionable age. 🥹
17. What writing habits or rituals do you have?
tbh I can’t afford to have true rituals to write—I’d never get anything done, ever, LOL. A reoccurring habit I do have though is that I end up in the same coffee shop with the same order when I’m forcing myself to write, though!! Being outside kinda puts a timer on things, which ends up prompting me to write more than noodling around at home does sdlkfjlsdkfj.
27. Favourite line/scene
out of my own writing? easy. the ending of something (just like this). the last scene, specifically. 🎆
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TO REACH YOU ; [ last page ]
summary: as a good vbc team manager, y/n keep two notebook to write down the team improvements. except… one of them might be too “personal”, where she usually express her feelings for the vbc team captain there too. and what would happen when she accidentally handed the wrong notebook to the team? or… in which hueningkai got the wrong notebook and ended up helping his crush to win the captain’s heart… will they succeed or… ended up falling for each other?
word counts: 0.3k (not proof read yet!)/ there’s y/n’s notes at the end!!<3
masterlist ; prev
Coach kim blew his whistle twice, signaling everyone that the practice had ended. Some slumped their body on the floor trying to catch some breath, and some went to grab bottled waters. But it’s different for Kai, who seems to have a bit more energy than the rest of the boys. He marched to the side of the courts, approaching his girlfriend and tried to scoop her into his hug.
“No, you’re sweaty”, she whined, playfully pushing him away
“Come on,” he giggled, bending down to her level, “then how about a kiss?”
“NO KISSING AT THE GYM!” the other shouts in union
“God, we should ban pda here,” Beomgyu complained, “coach can you make this ‘no pda’ rule please?” He pleaded
“Let them be, it’s entertaining,” Coach Kim chuckled, which makes the other gasped in disbelief, “COACH KIM?!”
“Summer training camp will be hell for us”, Yeonjun whined
“Thank God this is our last year in this team,” Soobin sighed in relief, “good luck with for the rest of you tho”
“Hey y/n, how can you stand him?” Riki asked,
“Let’s see,” y/n think for awhile and smiled, “probably because i love him”
The others (except Kai), seems not happy with her answer, “oh my”, sunoo rolled his eyes,
“God they’re so embarrassing”, Taehyun said, picking up the towels on the floor harshly
“Those two are so in love”, jungwon chuckled, grinning at the couple.
“Let’s start cleaning up so we can leave faster”, Coach Kim instructed.
While everyone is busy picking up the balls and clean up the gym, Kai manages to steal a kiss from y/n. “I love you too,” he whispered before he marched to help beomgyu pushing the balls cart. Y/n touched her lips, smiling ears to ears, i love him so much, she said to herself before helping out the freshmans picking up the balls.
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so this is the end for ‘to reach you’!! thank you so much for reading to reach you, i do really hope you’ll like them!! (and i’m so sorry i abandoned this smau for about 5 months 😭), thank you so much for liking, replying, and reblogging this series!! i’m really thankful of that!! 🥹🤍
i’ve said this a lot butl i will surely miss this series because i always have so much fun writing them haha :’D
i recently held a mini event, please do check them out!! :D
and i just post my new yeonjun smau too as well!! will probably start them around mid august and will post the prologue real soon!! ;] (p.s i think this smau will be angstier compared to stalker and to reach you)
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This one is a long one i am SORRY
This is set not too long after when Pooks and Ji-ae first met. After their first encounter, she would come by the honey shop often to buy lavender oil for her roommate who used it to help her sleep. Each time she came back, she’d stay longer than the last time, because her and Pooks would talk until one of them would painfully have to leave to get back to work or class. One thursday she strolls in and stops where she sees Pooks stacking boxes of honey behind the counter and shyly waves.
Ji: Hi YoonWoo,
Pooks: Hey Ji-ae, how you doing?
Ji: Good, good. My roommate finally told me to stop buying her lavender oil, because she has enough to open her own store now 😂
Pooks: Oh so you admit that you were just using that as an excuse to come and see me? 😏
Ji: I- no! You’re the one who would always tell me to come back! Anyways, are you coming to the homecoming game tomorrow? Football isn’t really my favorite, but i always go for the hot chocolate at the concession stand, plus my friends practically drag me along too 🤭
Pooks: Ah, sadly no. The school we’re playing against is known to trash the town for their homecoming rituals and i told the grandmas that id stay here to protect the store in case they tried anything,
Ji: Aw, that’s really sweet of you Yoonwoo.. they’re lucky to have you.
Pooks and Jiae smile at each other like 2 lovesick puppies before they say goodbye and break away. The next night, the store is empty and ready to close in the next hour. Pooks looks up when he hears the bell from the front door signaling that he has a guest. Ji-ae walks in with a cup of hot chocolate in both hands and her arms filled with snacks.
Pooks: Ji? What are you doing here?
Ji: We we’re losing the game last time i checked and i couldn’t help think about you being here by yourself with no hot chocolate, so i brought you some, it’s probably cold by now but it’s still good i promise! Oh! I brought snacks too.. i figured we could just hang out until you lock up?
Pooks stares at her for a second and swear his heart skipped a couple of beats, he’s also just realizing how red her nose gets in the cold, and how adorable it is.
Pooks: That’s really nice of you Ji, thank you ☺️ Here, come sit behind the counter with me, i have an extra chair,
Once they get settled behind the counter, Pooks takes his jacket from off of his chair and drapes it over her shoulders.
Ji: Oh, you don’t have to-
Pooks: Your nose is as red as rudolph, im not gonna let you freeze anymore, plus we don’t get our new heater until monday 😂
As time flies by, the two of them can’t seem to stop talking to each other. Making each other laugh, stealing glances at each other, and getting into heated debates on which snacks are better.
Pooks: You know what’s funny? My dad told me that my mom brought their first date to him too, because he was so busy working. She had food and everything because she was determined to spend time with him.
Ji: Wait… you think this is a date??
Pooks: I- I mean- 😳
Ji: Good, because it totally is a date-
That’s all Pooks needs to hear before he leans in for a kiss that she happily agrees to 🥰
I love this 🥹not Ji-ae being determined to spend time with Pooks 🥰and after that date, they’d be inseparable 😭
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Can you expand on Carson's grad? Did the Matthews fam shower her in love and praise when it happened? And Auston her a gift cause he's so proud of his babe?
Pls of course I can 🥹 so her grad happens in June which means Auston had been gone to Arizona for close to a month. And also, a few weeks before her graduation she and Auston were talking on the phone and he basically said that some stuff came up and he didn’t know if he’d be able to make it (the reason was because of the charge which she didn’t know about because that happened before her graduation) he didn’t really say why just that there was a lot going on and that bummed her out but like she understood. However, Auston wanted to be there for her even with everything going on and thought he and his family could go and surprise her and he was staying for a week so he thought maybe then he could tell her about everything going on back in Arizona. The only thing though was that Carson could only have two guests and those two were originally going to be her dad and Auston, but when Auston said he couldn’t make Mitchy was going to take the ticket. Anyways, Auston’s family all get into Toronto the night before Carson’s grad. Her dad, Mya and Nate all know that they’re coming to surprise Carson so when she spends the evening before with them, they don’t say anything and save four extra seats for them at the ceremony. Carson sees her family beforehand but not Auston or his fam and so when her name is called to go on stage and collect her diploma, she’s met by more cheers sounding over everyone else just clapping than she was expecting so she looks out into the crowd and the first person she sees cheering is Lexie, who was in the same graduating class just sitting a few rows behind Carson, then she looked back to where the families were and saw her dad standing and cheering with Auston standing and also cheering next to him. She immediately tears up and wants to rush over to him but can’t until the ceremony is over so she texts him asking him what he’s doing there and he responds back saying “I couldn’t miss your big day. I’m so proud of you” and they just text back and forth for the rest of the ceremony basically.
Afterwards, Mitch, Steph, Mitch’s mom, Carson’s siblings and Auston’s family all meet up with Carson’s dad and Auston because they’re all going to dinner and having a night celebrating Carson they just have to wait for her and so she’s worming herself through the crowd SO excited to see her man and once they make eye contact she breaks out in a sprint, trying not to trip in her heels as she runs to him and just launches herself into just arms, wrapping her arms around the back of his neck and her legs around his middle, still wearing her graduation gown and everything and just whispers “I’m so happy you’re here” as her holds her so tight and spins her around. He tells her how proud he is of her again then sets her down and they kiss before pulling each other into their embrace again. After a moment like that he says “there’s some others here to see you too” then points to where their families are waiting together just watching the two of them smiling and then they go over and Carson’s greeted by a lot more hugs and congratulations. And Auston and Carson just keep migrating back to each other feeling compelled to spend as much time together as they can and make up for lost time so they’re veryyyy touchy with one another. They all head to dinner and are joined by Mitch’s brother and dad, as well as Lexie and her family later on when they go back to Mitch’s condo to have a small graduation party for her.
That evening, when it’s just Carson and Auston back at his condo for the night, Auston gifts her a Cartier love necklace and flowers and that makes her cry but she also gives him shit for spending so much money on her but she absolutely loves the necklace and appreciates it so much. That night is quite intimate (Carson has to take a plan b the next day lmaoooo) and then they just spend the rest of the week together. Everything is seemingly so perfect that Auston doesn’t tell her about the charge because he thinks he’ll ruin how happy she is and like they were all there for Carson, he didn’t want to make it about him although his parents kept telling him “you gotta tell her.” He didn’t and told his parents he’d wait until she was visiting Arizona later in the summer which they didn’t really agree with but they knew they couldn’t make Auston’s decisions for him and so they too kept quiet. Between that time and Carson going to visit Auston in Arizona, he decides he wants to ask Carson to move in with him when they’re both back in Toronto. His parents think that’s a great idea and continue to tell him that he needs to tell her about the charge and he says he will but then he gets all nervous about asking her to move in because what if they hate living together and he just overthinks it all but figures the month she’s going to be in Arizona will give him a good feel for that. They have a biiiiig fight while she’s there, not about the charge but because he’s very tense and nitpicks everything she does around the house and she doesn’t understand why because none of that stuff bothered him when she’d stay at his place in Toronto but it’s because he’s overthinking the whole asking her to move in even he knows what he wants and so she finally snaps on him about it and leaves his place there after the fight and she considers cutting her trip short because of it but they talk it out and he admits it’s because he wants her to move in with him and overthought it and didn’t know how to ask (he was also tense about the charge but still didn’t tell her because again overthinking) and so they work that out and he doesn’t tell her about the charge because he again just thinks he’ll ruin everything. And so when that all happens in September, three months after he surprised her at her graduation, she knows he had multiple opportunities where they were alone and could’ve told her but didn’t and so that all plays into it to
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“What about comics do you love” ask game
1. Who's your favorite character and why?
most obvious answer in the world if you know me or follow me anywhere but anarky the first/moneyspider/lonnie machin. i’d say “i couldn’t even tell you why” but i think there are a lot of little answers. he’s a very endearing character who initially aligned well with my personal beliefs and as Cringe as it may sound helped me find a label for those and through talking about him i’ve met some wonderful friends. he’s got a lot of depth that is very fun to analyze, a lot of potential that you could do so much with, a good and fun personality, and a lot to say if in the hands of a writer who’s willing to say it and do it respectfully. he plays off of other characters very well (i personally think he’s good at standing alone too) and his creators loved him very much. plus, when an anarky story is good, it’s *good*. i could get into how interesting i find both the in-text and the meta adjacency to the mythos of batman and robin he resides in and like anything else about how he actually is as a character because this isn’t even everything but that’d make this paragraphs long. i’m like a proud dad showing my coworkers (comics tumblr users) pictures of my kid. and despite him being dead and his characterization put through the blender i am still here.
4. What's your favorite comic book friendship?
since i already answered booster gold and ted kord for another comics ask game i’ll switch it up this time and say, out of the comics i’ve read so far, i really love dick and donna’s. they aren’t my favorite but they’re certainly up there. they’re practically siblings, dick walked donna down the aisle at her wedding, they’re there for each other and support each other through smaller tough times and bigger tough times. they’ve been so close for so long and mean the world to each other and it’s very sweet. 🥹✌️some other character dynamics i’ve been really into friendship wise lately are the kate kane, luke fox, and JPV trio from Rebirth TEC (and cass, babs, and JPV from no man’s land. all of jean-paul’s girl besties are lesbians) and of course the entirety of the JLI and YJ teams (plus some of those friendships distinctly, like Ted and Tora, Booster and Bea, Bea and Tora, Kon and Bart, Kon and Cissie, Cassie and Anita, etc…)
8. Who's your favorite artist (fanon or canon)?
for actual dc artists i have quite a few i like! not one favorite, but i enjoy norm breyfogle, todd nauck, rick burchett, tim sale, dan mora, and adam hughes to name a few! in terms of fanartists, too many, but i really love finalgirljasontodd, starfiretruther, bigturtl, and wiihtigo, to name another few :) go check ‘em out!
12. Share a sweet comic panel.
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william i'm your guy's wedding day.
him seeing u walk down the aisle, just completely in love with you.🥹🥹🥹🤌🏻
🐧 anon!
these are hcs but
he’s nervous.
oh god, is he nervous. it’s his second marriage, he knows how the first one played out, what if you’re just like her? what if this is wrong, you two shouldn’t get married and just be with each other forever instead? what if someone cursed his marriages so that he will never be truly happy? he’s pissed enough people off for that to be possible!
so, here he stands, at the alter, sweat heading down his neck and wetting his clamped hands as he waits for you to begin walking.
he’s trying not to fidget. he’s not a fidgeter normally, but oh god he just can’t help it.
he’s rocking back and forth subtly on his feet, moving around a little bit to just take the edge off of his nerves.
he hopes no one can see.
what if you run out? what if… you’re walking.
watching everyone rise for you feels like slow motion as you start to walk down the aisle.
and suddenly, all of his worries are gone.
such a beautiful thing like you could never hurt him, you two were made for loving each other. the bright red smile on your face tells him all.
you’re finally let on the alter, whispering a squeaked and excited ‘hi!’ to william as the music stops.
he as just the softest, most adoring smile on his face, bright eyes glossy with joy for you as he mumbles back another ‘hi’… and watches you try to blink back tears.
happy tears. god, are you thrilled.
when it’s time for vows, he delivers his like a poem. they’re the most sweetest words said from deep within his heart and you know they’re true.
… meanwhile, when you say yours, you cry through the whole thing.
“no, don’t cry, dear! you’ll ruin your makeup!” he mutters, raising a hand to your bicep to comfort you. the crowd (mostly consisting of your family) aw’s. william blushes.
by the end your words are too shaky to understand and you just hiccup through it. you are given a moment to calm down before the wedding continues.
he kisses your hand when he puts your ring on.
you squeeze his big fingers with reassurance of all his worries when you put his on.
he dips you when he kisses you, putting on a big show for the crowd as you two seal your souls forever.
forever. you both think. finally, forever.
he keeps his arm tight around your waist when you two leave, showing you off like an award. mine! they’re all mine, forever!
no one really needs to know this, but the two of you make out aggressively in the backseat all the way to the reception.
it’s barely even to properly get off. sure, william is hard, but he’s usually hard when he’s around you.
you two just can’t get enough of each other right now, you just want to spend every moment in the other’s arms, celebrating your big day…
your first dance is absolutely magical. you felt like the only two people in the world.
william spent the first 90 seconds of the song trying not to kiss you as he held you close, gazing into your gorgeous eyes…
he’d lean in to whisper his thoughts to you.
“this is the song we first danced to,”
“you look so beautiful today…”
“i’m so glad we could do this.”
“are you happy? … i don’t think i’ve ever been happier in my life.”
“i love you so much”
he finally starts to pepper kisses to your lips once the song ends, and everyone claps for you two again.
“i’m gonna love you forever.”
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