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[caepirii]

— TSUM ATTENTION !

how does one handle a plushy-like creature similar to themselves taking the attention of his beloved rose.

pairing ; riddle rosehearts/gn!reader

tags ; fluff , oneshot , jealousy , old work reposted , bad grammar

The Heartslabyul students can feel the sour mood of the Queen of Hearts presented on a silver platter. The round little creature that resembles him had done nothing but cling to your side at the start it had catch sight of you in the main street when trying to run away from adeuce duo.

You had become an escape from the Queen of Hearts' wrath, and the little Queen took it for granted—seeing it also becomes a way to make the Heartslabyul housewarden jealousy rise to its peak.

Granted, Riddle tsum also found amusement in his bigger counterpart's obvious seething jealousy.

Your cooing voice can be heard in the centre of the rose maze. The little tsum tsum jumps happily in your cupped hands, nuzzling to your hands and bumping his round head to your thumbs, small mitten-like hands try to hold upon one of your fingers, and to what you could assume is his way to try giving tender kisses on them.

Bashful and bemusement is the way to describe your feelings with the tinny tsum that shares such close resemblance with your strawberry head lover.

The Queen of hearts Is reserved when showering you with his affections, limited and only be given behind closed doors or when no one is around. Riddle would give you a peck or two on your lips, sometimes more, depending on Riddle himself.

You miss the death's glare sent straight toward little Queen of Hearts between your hands.

Sitting on the white stone stool with a cup of lemon tea in hand, Riddle eyed the little tsum with a scowl present.

Sweet treats prepared by the Vice Housewarden were left untouched on the table in front of him. He tries to calm himself, wavering away the childish jealousy inside him with a reassurance that the headmaster would find the tsum tsum way home sooner, with that he'd have your attention all just for himself once more.

That peace of mind is violently ripped away from his thoughts as the Riddle tsum tsum starts to jump to your face, high enough to capture your lips in a fleeting kiss with pressing his round little face on you, Riddle watches the scene in disbelief as his tiny version, becoming bold enough to touch his beloved's lips. The only thing you do is give it satisfaction with your chuckle at the sweet gesture and does the same to the little Queen.

That's his last patience—

Riddle stands up after putting down his empty cup of tea on the table and trudges to where you sit comfortably on the grass, heavy steps follow his movement like the deep frown resting on his face. The patient is damned—the little tsum had been nothing but testing Riddle's patience from the start it had appeared from the sky.

Your attention is taken away from riddle tsum tsum as a shadow looming over you. The silhouette is enough to give away who it belongs, without looking back—you can tell the Queen of Hearts' arm is crossed, and a big scowl is a presence on his face, Riddle tsum tsum glares at your lover for taking your attention away from him.

"You have no room to show disdain upon me or inside the Queen of Hearts' rose maze."

You're bewildered by your lover's tone, you swear you had done nothing wrong or broken any Queen of Hearts' rules as far as you remember—what you had done is accept Riddle's request of taking care of his tsum tsum until the headmaster finds his way home with his other tsum tsum friends.

You're about to speak and ask what you do wrong to make him so angry out of nowhere, but you hold your tongue when looking up at your lover. His gaze is not pinpointed at you but rather at the tiny tsum tsum between your hand. You're confused for a second before catching what brought your lover in a sour mood.

Riddle Rosehearts, Housewarden of Heartslabyul. The Queen of Hearts himself doesn't favour his smaller counterpart had all your attention for himself.

Oh, he's jealous, absolutely jealous.

You try to hide your little grin by pressing your lips together before accidentally letting it all show right here and now.

Before you could react, Riddle tsum once again jumps higher enough to reach your face. Not like the direct kiss on the lips like before, a sweet peck on your cheek caught you off guard as your attention to your lover was immediately taken away with the small kiss from the little Queen of Hearts.

You heard a huff whilst followed by shuffling beside you as your lover make himself comfortable sitting on the grass with you, Riddle's forefinger placed under your chin, lifting your face and attention back to him before giving you a fleeting kiss on your lips and your cheek where Riddle tsum tsum had kissed before.

Flustered is another way to describe your feelings, while you had been showered with attention from Riddle tsum tsum—this time is your lover, Riddle is taking the lead to shower you with his love.

You watch in the corner of your eyes, Riddle mocking smirk of victory given to his little counterpart, and you watch as the said counterpart jumps angrily in your hands.

"I don't understand why you are so jealous of your own counterpar—"

Riddle kisses you once more on the lips, far too long to be called a fleeting kiss, leaning more into a passionate kiss before drawing away and giving you a light frown.

"...and I refuse for it to take my rose away."

You hadn't noticed, Riddle had flicked Riddle tsum by his forehead, sending him flying across the field, Riddle held both of your hands with his—a replacement for the Riddle tsum in your hand before.

"Riddle what are you—" you look panicked after realising what your Queen of Hearts just did, looking around the field to find the little version of your lover, you saw tiny Riddle start to jump closer near the rose bushes like something had piqued his interest, not second later another tsum jumps out of the bushes and tackle the tiny Queen of Hearts.

A tsum that resembles yourself.

Your mouth is agape, remembering you haven't noticed the tiny version of you from the start and just saw it now, does they been hiding all this time? You watch in glee as you see little Riddle interact with your own small counterpart, watching how affectionate they're to each other and cling to each other side.

"there you have it, its own rose." Your lover huffed beside you.

"stop calling him with 'it', Riddle..."

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[caepirii]

— HEART DESIRES !

Other than studying to reach your dreams as witchy student in saint spell , a little smear of love with certain individual wouldn't put hindrance if it means growing together.

pairing ; eris , simon , bugbear/reader ⌇ sslg

tags ; fluff , headcanon , established relationship , friends to lovers , slight gore/blood (bugbear) , sslg spoilers , slight suggestive(?)

Time spent, time used between slip of chances, ticking clock upon the wall count each second, minutes, and hours, new memories will be written, and past memories will be collected neatly or messily inside the book for remembrance.

Another timeline, another beginning and ends, watching everyone make their place in your heart as your desired.

— ERIS

Darling sweetheart, a sunflower upon the field, unlike other sunflowers facing the rising sun. His gaze filled with adoration for you only.

Eris's love language would be physical touch and quality time— he loves running towards you through the hallway and tackling you into a hug, enjoying the time you spent together inside the arena - fight upon fight in the arena that exhausts the body further. Yet, he can't find anything more rewarding than spending time with you doing mundane stuff together.

To have you by his side is nothing but a blessing after losing his friends in the past impacted him greatly, and to have you by his side through everything even though he can be a little bit too much for some people, he can't be grateful more for you love him.

Though I said his love language is physical touch and quality time, gift-giving is never out of the question! Every day he'll bring something new for you to show off, it ranges between trinkets, food, and cute little heart-shaped rocks he found on the ground. It's a good luck charm he'd say!

If you can bake, don't be surprised if there's some suddenly missing in a second before you can decorate them, little breadcrumb trails help you find the culprit hiding inside the drawer he slips in - giggling innocently as he offers you the half-eaten cookies he took.

cute aggression, maybe it starts with you or him it doesn't matter, there's always some playful fighting between the both of you, from the field into your dorm - tossing pillows and blankets in a fight at each other, watching who will raise the white flag of surrender, so far even result of cuddle fight where both of you fighting who hold who at night, it'll end with him always winning and you giving up under him, exhausted from the brutal strength he own.

Cuddle time? Cuddle time. Big spoon or small spoon doesn't matter after he held you, with his hands and tail, you find yourself trapped with his surprisingly strong grip, sometimes he invites you to his dorm for the cuddle sessions. One thing assured for sure, you missed some classes, but hey, free cuddles.

He enjoys biting you a lot, surprisingly. Don't be surprised when the both of you cuddling and he nuzzles his head against your neck innocently at the start, it'll end with him planting kisses against your exposed skin, gently nipping the skin, not enough to hurt you, but enough to make you feel feverish before he pulls back and looks at you innocently after his advance.

Because of his habit of biting and leaving a mark upon mark against the exposed skin, he could sink his teeth into the need to start clothes that were enough to cover the bruises he left.

He just stares lovingly at you across the class with his tail wagging happily like a puppy as you wear long clothing to hide them, and you feel like dying as some couple of stares are thrown at you as they watch Eris looking at you with heart in his eyes.

— SIMON

would it be wrong to say you adore the lovely man? Many people may think differently of him, but not you, it'll never be you, watching him grow and become the best version of himself, you're honored to be his anchor as he is to you.

Simon's love language would be act of service and quality time — he does his best to help you in any way possible, trying his hardest to work better to prove to you that all you did for him all worth it, please tell this baby to take a rest once awhile because he wants to impress you how far he had gone, tell him how much you're proud and love him, and watch him melt and become putty in your arm, face redder that possible even with his already natural red skin.

a date with him can vary between casual dates, where you spend the most time talking about anything on your mind and keep each other's company, or studying or general reading in the library.

You always watch how his fingernails thrum, fidgets, and scratch against the table, leaving scratch marks against the wood, it helps him focus on studying further, But unfortunately, it's not good for him as he always gets scolded for ruining the class property. So, to change that you bought him the fidget cube toy with tiny plastic buttons, gears, and a joystick, he's skeptical at the tiny cube-shaped toy you gave him at first but soon starts to love it, it helps him focus on studying, and no longer get scolded for destroying the class property.

Being in the same classes as he is, you had resorted your place to sit by his side, not that he minds. Rather he's glad that you're next to him during classes, sharing notes and offering help if others don't understand certain subjects, so it becomes a habit to whisper answers and questions.

Sometimes so far accidentally brushing lips against one another ears when getting too close than anticipated, which ends with both of you becoming a flustered and stuttering mess and being called out by the professors to keep it down and a couple of stares from other students.

the more he gets comfortable with you, the more he starts to open up - not that he's never opened up to you! In a way, you'll see bolder fiendish, that'll lazily wrap his hands around your waist, pressing kisses upon your lips almost every moment given.

watching his gaze softened, no longer shy away or stuttering when caught staring. His fingers would trace gently against your skin and brush against your hair, staring with so much love in his eyes as he held you, no words were uttered, but gazing at his eyes and stupid charming smile as he held you close, body molding with one another and just stay like that, feeling the thumping of your heart against his, it feels wonderful.

— BUGBEAR

Silly whimsy little nightmare fuel. will stay silly whimsy little nightmare fuel.

Bugbear's love language would be physical touch and gift giving. — dare you say he's attached to your hip, no matter how much you try to ignore his presence, you could feel eyes from the dark corner piercing behind your back, how the shadow around you embraces you like a longing lover before the familiar creature of nightmare would come to greet you by wrapping his arm around you in death grip, not allowing you to escape his grasp as he hold you.

Do you love your personal space? how unfortunate, Bugbear loves it too and wishes to annoy the living shit out of you. Good luck with that.

To say Bugbear is an enigma, and there's nothing to hide from the truth, one second, you'll be watching him shoving many ingredients and spice inside a still bloody pig and call it an offering, a prank more likely as he drags you to watch another student scream at the horrendous sight of a dead pig on their bed. The other time he'll cook a delicious well-cooked meal for your lunch while using his cute bear apron in the kitchen.

At night, almost every night, when everyone has fallen asleep and ventured into their dream world. Bugbear would always keep you awake, sending your heart fluttering from his playful tease, pinning you to your bed with the Cheshire grin you adore, soon your body is engulfed in his shadow magic and ends up in the ballroom with him. Dancing to both of your heart's content, once in a while just spending time on your or his bed wrapped in each other presence - leaving you breathless as he marks you with teeth sinking to your skin, sleep schedule be damned.

The more time you spend with him. the more you learn of his mischievous antics, it becomes easier to know when a shadow moves behind the corner of your vision before being tackled to the ground by the anima himself when you thought you were ready with his upcoming attack, he makes you think twice.

But it got him more excited as you get more aware of your surroundings. The sight of you being so anxious yet on guard of his presence in the shadow sends his heart fluttering with anticipation. Act more attentively, and get faster with your response, oh how much he loves riling you all up before teasing you again by appearing from the shadow lazily to disappoint you with the lack of tackle attacks. It's okay, it's worth the playful antics as he pecks your face with good morning kisses.

For a bad student who always ditches classes, is surprisingly smart, and able to help your failing classes, of course not being left with sarcastic remarks and playful tease.

"Oh, dear me, is my little doll can't understand some basic spells casting equations, who's fault is that for skipping classes just to meet little ol' me? Hehe, stupid. You miss me? desperate much~" (´∧ω∧｀✿)

countless times you'd freeze as he cornered you in his nightmare-fueled dream, claws covered in blood and carcasses of his meal scattered upon the ground, you're aware he had brought you to his nightmare land once more and he waited patiently until you're nothing but a fragile toy he used to play and cry your weary eyes out.

but it never came as you slowly start to get numb with his antics, to say your fingers would trail across his maw that wishes nothing but devour you whole yet, held back as you pull yourself to him, desperately clinging to him and wish his torment to end. Such a vulnerable toy, such an easy prey, so precious. not yet.

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[caepirii]

— MEANING OF LOVE !

There's so many meaning what love is for someone, it hold different meaning for each individual, and of course kaveh know this.

pairing ; kaveh/alexis ⌇ genshin insert - @alexisomnias

tags ; fluff/comfort , oneshot , established relationship , edited vers

LOVE is an intense feeling of affection, a bond shared between individuals with their precious one.

Kaveh know this, of course he knows, reading through literature books of romance and stories people fondly divulge with others, little peak of their private lives lies bare in the silver platter to be feasted by curious listeners.

LOVE is sweet, tender, warm, a shelter which builds together with care, for the people can be vulnerable with their loved one, without being judged by the eyes and the rest of the world whom will tear them down apart.

Kaveh know this, of course he knows, love is not so kind when he's young, taking everything from him, leaving him to fend for himself, fighting to live through everything that's thrown to his way, a child would cling to their mother and fathe. But it'll never be him, such luxury of family to have one is not worthy enough for someone like him.

LOVE is...

"Love! Welcome home."

... A warm embrace, a kiss upon his skin, sending gentle shiver against his body, making him seeking more of those wonderful feeling—of his beloved showering him in unconditional love, pulling him closer, taking his heart, holding them into their loving gentle cradle.

Nimble fingers trails over his body, soft lips brushing against his skin, leaving no exposed skin untouched, like a starved man he chase after those sweet lips of his beloved, sending his heart to a flutter as beautiful laughter fell from his beloved lips.

Kaveh can't help but smile—smile so adoringly at the sight given to him, seeing the small wrinkles under their eyes, cheeks being pulled up from them smiling so happily at the sight of him, eyes that speak million affections and adoration for him only. So, so beautiful, Archons, they're so gorgeous—dare he say, an art piece that cannot be replaced in his eyes, luring him deeper within the beauty of their heart and soul.

"I'm home."

His words speak in gentle whisper whilst he pull them closer, hand resting upon their hips, thumb occasionally brush and draw small circle around, his other hand has his fingers tangling over their hair locks as he buries his face to their hair, smelling the familiar scent that always has him wanting more.

Ah, if given the change for thousands of fortune in Teyvat. He'll not take them as what present in front of him—his beloved in his arm, for him to love and to hold, it's already more than enough to make a simple man like him the happiest man in the world.

"I love you so much, Alexis."

Kaveh know what is love with them, of course he knows.

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[caepirii]

— FLUTTERING HEART !

day of the month, dreaded by many people who go through such cycle of bleeding through a week or more - worry not, for Kaveh is here to be by his beloved side.

pairing ; kaveh/Alexis ⌇ @alexisomnias

tags ; fluff , comfort , period cramps month , edited vers

Hurried footsteps filled between the busy market as certain architect making his way down the street, Mehrak by his side, zipping through the busy street in the air, catching up with her owner hurried steps, seeing her owner acting like this mean one thing, and she will be sure to help him the best she can as his assistant.

The door of the house flung open and made a strong impact against the wall, leaving a small dent from the rare prowess, to say Alexis was caught off guard by the wooden door harsh treatment by the person who cause it is an understatement, lounging upon the living room sofa, surrounded by comfy pillows and blankets acting as her little nest—made by Kaveh before he goes off somewhere without telling first.

"Give me—" Kaveh pants, "some second..." hands on his knees as he catches his breath from the long run, golden locks tousled from the wind and sweats covered skin, never his body build meant for running far yet he forces it to follow his command.

Mehrak appears behind him, chirping and beaming happily, pulling out variations of sweet treats alike in plastic from her case. She makes her way towards you by flying inside the house, placing down the treats Kaveh had bought before in the busy market upon your blanket covered laps.

"Thank you, Mehrak." The living briefcase chirp and beams as you run your fingers upon her head, or what you believe it is her head whilst you give her headpats.

"How are you doing, Love?" Kaveh muse, settling beside your makeshift nest, fingers reaching to your own in small reassuring squeeze. He leans down and press his lips affectionately to your forehead, small giggles escape you as he rans his kisses down to your cheek and nose.

"I'm fine, feeling better," You let out a soft sigh as he leans forward to your own lips, pressing gentle kiss before pulling away with face dusted in pink, soft smile accompanied with loving gaze of his only for you. You don't miss when his hand let go of yours to lightly lift the hem of your shirt, pressing lightly against your stomach, being mindful not to hurt you - his thumb rubbing softly against the skin.

Kaveh shift in his seat as you let out a soft sigh which earned reassuring smile from him. His next action caught you pretty of guard as he lifts more of your dress that cover your stomach, planting kiss after kiss upon your skin, your breath hitches with face flushed red from embarrassment, which he returned with playful grin.

"You like that?" he hummed, beaming mischievous smile adorn his face as he stares at you, "you seem flustered, Love."

"Maybe," You huffed a chuckle as you watch him pout, shy smile you give him in return, "you should have told me before you depart so urgently."

"Hmm, of course, Love."

You smile - watching that playful yet loving glint adorn his ember eyes, your own eyes linger away from him to stare at the assortment of your favorite treats on top of your blanket that Mehrak had given, you don't know where she is right now, but one thing for sure she's probably flying and roaming somewhere in the house, "...You know, you don't need to buy me stuff, dear."

"And not spoiling you?" Kaveh tutted, mockingly feelings offended by the claim, you giggle as his hand reaches you out and pinch your cheek playfully, "That would never happen in many years of my life that will come."

"No, no," You chuckles, "What I meant is..., you are being here by my side is enough for me."

"Than in the future, when you're in this condition again, I'll stay by your side."

"Than—"

"But! That doesn't mean I'll stop spoiling you, Alexis."

You chuckle lightly, "Fine, fine, thank you, my Love."

"Pleasure all mine, Love."

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