#(ik it looks like she's in the countryside but that's not too far from the city center lmao)

[httpiastri]

this is so so random but yall why is iris in my city?? like walking around near my former school????? 🤭🤭

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

The gentle stag Lovely surprise

The gentle stag Lovely surprise

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Keith x MC                                                                                           

Tag: Established relationship Birthday Fluff

Word Count : 725

Author’s Note: A special birthday deserves a special surprise, like a kiss from his lover that awaited his return admiring the country she take as their home. As soon as he comes back they did not shy away from confessing their feeling to each other, basking pleasantly in the warm hug of their love. 🥰

Side Note: All the images were found on Pinterest-Google and I was unable to find the source, please if any of you know the owner tell me and I will provide to give the artist the credit for the image.

Tag list

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly @aquagirl1978 @violettduchess

@nightghoul381 @william-rex @candied-boys

@writingwhimsey @fang-and-feather

@moonstruckmelancholic @lichtluv

@wistfulwanderingone @rjthirsty

@ike-garden2024 @jollibeeshappiness

@starzyquee  @maeko-kun @rkmaru

You can find me on AO3 as QueenJuliet 😊

Thank you for everyone who will like, reblog, or comment please be gentle with me english is not my first language so please do not leave rude comments I apologise for eventual errors I hope you will like it 😊

It was a frizzy winter morning, one of those she would have desired to spend snuggled in the covers, but duty calls and so she was up so early, waiting impatiently for the return of her husband.

She stifled a yawn leaning in the softness of the sofa lazily admiring the town stretching before her eyes, each corner bustling with noise while the early birds sang a sweet melody, she would have never got tired to listen to,  chirping happily as they flied carelessly around the trees, chasing one another in the shy tepid rays of the rising sun,

The roads were filled with chit chats and clatter of horses' hooves on the cobblestone, a suffused music came from the vast land of the countryside, a shepherds’ song followed by the tingling bells of the animals with their verses seemed to accompany the song.

The sweet aroma of bakery and cooking wafted in the frizzy air of dawn, eliciting her an idea or two about certain recipes she desired to bake with him, even though she already pictured the mess the palace kitchen would have been in after they finished.

A scenario that was not unlike to happen, as it already had, making her giggle at the image of his lovely husband grey's hair covered in flour as he looked at her like a puppy caught in the rain, knowing far too well she would have hugged him and reassured him with ever so sweet kisses ... and later when they were alone in the bedroom even more than that.

A smile raised to curl her lips as soon as the pleasant scent of musk and wood reached her nostrils, the same perfume she would have recognized amidst a thousand, affection wrinkling her eyes as she turned to greet him.

"Welcome home."

"I am sorry to have woken you up so soon, you could have slept a little longer."

"Thank you but  I wouldn't wish it any other way, or else I would have missed the spectacle the dawn was."

His ever gentle fingers adjusted the velvet jade shawl around her shoulder as he took a seat next to her, wrapping his arms around her, holding her close as she nuzzled into his chest.

A rush of boldness ran in her as she raised her face to cup his face in her hands, staring in his gorgeous amber eyes glimmering with surprise as she leaned to brush a gentle kiss on his cheek.

"Happy birthday Keith."

The smile curling his lips was so bright and pure she felt an urge to steal that ray of sun only for herself, but he moved first melting his lips on her in a sweet slow kiss they savoured each other with.

Favourite flavour because to them both their love tasted like Home.

Reluctantly he pulled away, brushing his finger ever so gently over her cheek leaving an achingly tender kiss on his forehead.

"Thank you. It is now you are here with me."

His smile mirrored her own, while his eyes reflected all the love and devotion he felt for her alone.

Swiftly he took her in his arms, laying with her on the bed determined to show off his love to her until the stars would have come out again, solitary audience to that spectacle that was their alone to indulge in behind closed doors.

Gently he pulled away looking straight in her eyes, losing himself in the contemplation of all the affection reflected in them as he bent over to brush his nose with hers revelling in her soft giggles.

"I love you so ma douche biche."

"I love you too mon cerf, all of you."

His heart burst with warmth at the unconditional love spreading from her words, but he did his best to convey his own happiness wrapping his arms around her as they basking a little longer in their soft hug, brushing gentle kisses on her hair making her giggle, music he would have never fog tired to listen to, feeling his heart swell with affection as she nuzzled in his chest.

That day he would have made more than sure to show the depth of his feeling to her, his one and only Queen, deepening that feeling that bound their heart together for nothing was stronger than the mighty power of love.

[landograndprix]

I know there have been anons that view Lando and girlie’s relationship so far as just sexual, and I will agree that their txt are normally of a spicy variety but I would like to remind those anons that Lando so far in this relationship has been all about showing up. When girlie was sick, it was Lando that dropped what he was doing to make sure that both her and Z were taken care of. If you’re just interested in sleeping with someone (especially when you’re a f1 driver who could have any girl in a Monaco club) you don’t go through that trouble. When girlie was kicked out, Lando was the one that insisted on her staying at his place. He was out of town, no chance of anything happening. He who’s a high earning young good looking bachelor was more than happy to have his living room turned into a kids playground. He even insisted on it. He’s been the 1st to make sure that girlie is okay with all the flirty/spicy txt (love a consent king) that they’ve been sending and is quick to reassure her that he’s not just with her for the sex, he’s happy to just watch her work. I don’t think people are giving him enough credit, he knows that girlie was done wrong in her past relationship. He’s not expecting her to have no baggage, he’s working within what makes her comfortable and showing that unlike Charles he’s willing to show up for her. This seems very much as an actions speak louder than words moment. Charles was good about saying the right things, and he was even around in the short term; but I think Lando is trying to show both girlie, Z and the rest of the world that he’s around for the good, the bad and the ugly. Right now it seems that girlie is skittish, trying to protect her heart after Charles broke it, maybe even in denial about already being partially in love with Lando. I know Millie made the comment about “does Lando know this isn’t a relationship?” But I’d like to counter that with does girlie know this is a relationship, and that Lando is just letting her believe otherwise. I think that when she finally goes to him, and is willing to admit how she’s feel, there’s going to be this moment of “😐babe, ik 😊” from Lando. Not in an arrogant way, but in a babe you’ve been living in denial for a little bit; but that’s fine I knew for the both of us. Can also see him having a room set up for Z at his apartment, the whole place baby proofed and ready for their visits (and their move in). Absolutely love Millie, I know she jokes about girlie being her mom, but I really think she’ll do girlie a lot of good. To have a friend that really is a ride or die, completely willing to support you, even if they don’t necessarily agree with your choices is so freeing. Bonus points if she ends up with a driver. Would love to see her with Logan. The boy has alway struck me as an introvert, and his last year on the grid I didn’t see him really interact with anyone other than Alex. I would love to get to see Lando take Oscar under his wing, and then Logan b/c of girlie. I would love to see girlie put some of those maternal instincts into Oscar and Logan. Cause can you imagine poor Logan is being pestered into a relationship with Millie and then bullied (lovingly) on international tv by girlie? Forcing him to come to McLaren family dinners. Even when he insists that’s he’s not family. Oh damn this got away from me! Sorry, just love the fic and wanted someone to geek out with. 🧡🧡🧡

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Oh I love the idea of lando just going with the flow and doing things in y/n her pace because he knows life is crazy enough for her and Z already and because he just really wants to be with both of them 🥺

I love the room set up by lando on his apartment for when they come over and now I can't stop thinking about little Z meeting lando his nieces 😭

I think Logan and Millie will be a perfect match! Logan and Oscar go way back too so it's one big family in the end, just imagining them around a big table in their massive french countryside garden having a bbq on a hot summer night 😭

And God, don't apologise, I love it when you guys talk about the fic 😭

[guineverist]

so. this is my first time doing anything in this fandom. i wrote a small 2k carobekah friendship/light slash fic last october but that was entirely different from what i'm doing here, which is 10k after 2 chapters. i'm not the most experienced writer either so i'm sure this is a little rough but i'm here anyway!

i've already posted the first chapter and it's an invisible life of addie larue fusion, which for those who don't know is about a girl who makes a deal with a devil/demon/creature/something that's never fully explained for "freedom" which ends up being immortality that comes with a side of no one ever remembering her, except who she made the bargain with. i think you can see where i'm going with this! it's not canon divergent, but it's very much not ah/au either

a lot of background for a snippet of a wip ik but i felt like it was all pretty important! so here's the start of my favorite scene from ch2 which i think shows the general vibe of the story pretty well.

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Stealing from wealthy men was not the life that Caroline had planned for herself when she first dreamed of exploring the world. She saw visions of beautiful art, delicate dresses, and true romance, but that dream was crushed the second her father looked at her without recognition in his eyes. And even more so with every day that passed.

Instead, she started finding men with too much coin and too little sense to give a forced donation to her cause. Figuring out the exact boundaries of her curse was difficult work, and mistakes were dangerous, but eventually she discovered what strings to pull to get a desired result without technically leaving a mark on the world.

Directly poisoning a man's drink was impossible. By the time any sip from a poisoned cup was taken, her effect would have already been erased. Placing a sedative in a bottle of wine, however, and letting the man pour himself a glass remained within the boundaries of her curse. He made his own choice. She merely guided him toward it.

It would be a long time until she learned the intricacies of what she agreed to in that forest, but each hard-fought step toward mastery was a rewarding practice.

She was spending the one-year anniversary of her deal with the devil in an inn, pretending to be interested in the adventures of yet another man of means. All the men shared the same stories, activities they participated in to stand out did just the opposite, so she felt comfortable nodding in the right places as her mind was on the traveling exhibition that had come to Paris the week before.

Pieces of art from around the world had been stationed on a Parisian street for any passerby to look at. She was unable to focus on any one kind of art, constantly distracted by new things from new places. The Italian art created by artists from Florence, Siena, and Rome and metalwork from other cities in France ended up being her favorites, but even then she could not keep her eyes away from everything else.

Her attention turned back to the man, now deep in his cups. He introduced himself earlier in the night, but she did not pay enough mind to recall it. He was not far off from losing consciousness, and Caroline intended on seeing the exhibit one more time before it left for its next stop in Reims. She hoped she could find or buy a memento to remember it by.

When the man finally fell asleep, Caroline exited the inn room significantly richer. She stood outside the room for a moment and leaned back against the door. It was late enough that very few people would be wandering the hallways, and even fewer would take time to look at a single girl. 

She took the sedative out of her pocket and looked at it. She was spending the nights at a noble family's residence while the family vacationed through some part of the countryside. She had used the lady of the house's name to acquire a dress once. It only felt right that she made use of the house when no one was around to take offense. Trespassing would be the legal term, but it was hardly as though she was at risk of being prosecuted. There was a large part of her that wanted to make use of the sedative on herself as a way of getting the accursed anniversary over with, but the grogginess she felt in the morning afterward was enough to make her consider more carefully.

She had almost finished calculating the amount she'd need to take to be able to get to bed safely while still skipping as much of the night as possible when something in the air changed. It got a shade colder, as if something started drawing out the heat.

Caroline put the sedative in her pocket as she felt a presence at her back and, even after a year of silence, knew exactly who, or what, was there. The first few weeks of her new life were spent cursing the deal her past self had made and the demon who she had made it with.

It was odd, she thought, to be so aware of something she had only come across once. To be so disoriented before a conversation– a confrontation, surely, even starts.

[wizkiddx]

Admit you miss me

hello hello!! I’m trying to get better at this whole thing and also how to (ahem) use tumblr cos apparently have the abilities similar of an elderly woman but we move. hope people are okay, ik Christmas isn’t the easiest for everyone so sending love <3

I would also really really appreciate some improvements to my writing, I got loads sitting in my drafts but my dyslexic ass is struggling to sorta combine it all - so any help would be incred x x

Small and fluffy for you ;))) , Tomhollandxreader

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Y/n/n - iMessage

[you]

‘Sorry I missed you call was in a meeting, you okay?’

[y/n/n]

‘Yeh I’m fine but can you call me please?’

Tom quirked an eyebrow at the almost instantaneous response of his girlfriend it was very out of character and made him worry a little.

1. Because she was the WORST replier he’d ever met, in the early stages he had really thought she hadn’t been interested at all given the typical 12 hr response time, so her answering before he’d had time to put the phone down was weird.

2. Because they’d already phoned today, always at 6 o’clock UK time and 1 o’clock (lunchtime) in Atlanta. The time difference was 5 hrs, which comparatively wasn’t that bad, but now for Tom is was half 8 in the evening, meaning for her it was more closer to 1 in the morning. Y/n never stayed up late either she was one of those earlier riser types, which always slightly infuriated Tom who occasionally just wanted days of lying in bed, legs tangled with his beautiful girl. But no, that was never allowed - instead sunrise walks or drives to the countryside for some fresh air.

So she had him downright worried, making him instantly leave the living room and Harry on his own, taking the stairs two at a time before reaching his bedroom and pressing the FaceTime button next to her contact as he flung himself on the plush duvet.

“Hey darling you okay?” He had to smile as her face appeared on the screen, the soft light of her bedside lamp casting soft glows across the left side of her face. Clearly in bed, Y/n was wearing a rather familiar burgundy hoodie and her hair was pulled up into a messy bun, loose rogue strands framing her face beautifully.

“Mhmm I just need to speak to you.” She replied in a slightly muttered manner, running the nail of the third finger across her lip - something Tom did when she was thinking a lot- while she stared intently at the screen.

“You sound all serious love, what’s up?” He tried to stay calm, but being separated from her for so long meant it was only natural, he was worried this was something about them

“Well I just couldn’t sleep and was scrolling on instagram, saw the video you did for the brothers trust.”

“Is that it?” `he was a little perplexed, nothing in that video should’ve alarmed him.

“No because you looked all soft and tired and all I wanted to do was wrap you in a blanket and climb into bed with you” She rushed through the sentence, more than a little embarrassed.

“Thats what this is about?”

“No because you said you weren’t working too hard and that was a lie! Whats a relationship without trust Tom!”

He had to laugh at that too. His girlfriend was also possibly the most confusing person he had ever met. She was proud, headstrong, motivated and to almost everyone appeared to have a heart of stone. Tom knew better though. It made him smirk.

“Uh-uh don’t try and turn this on me, just tell me you miss me.”

“No I am strictly just worried about you health Tom! You haven’t stopped since you went to Berlin and I’m worried about you!”

“Or you couldn’t sleep because, as you have admitted to me before, you sleep better when I’m with you and that’s why you texted me as if something awful had happened!” The boy was good. He countered Y/n’s arguments perfectly with the truth that she wouldn’t admit.

“No..” She murmured while momentarily looking away, while she paused and laughed to herself about how well he knew her “and anyway you do look tired.”

“I sleep better when you’re here too” Tom spoke so softly, which made Y/n blush. And didn’t he know it.

“You are coming back at the same time in December right?”

“Yep and you better be ready to be stuck by my side for the rest of the year.”

“If I’m not busy with all my other boyfriends.”Y/n grinned, her tongue ever so slightly running across the back of her teeth - it was her mischievous look. Tom just snorted, which didn’t seem to be the reaction she had wanted, going by the immediate scowl.

“Oh really now?”

“Oh yeh since we went instagram official you are just one of my many options Tommy.”

“Better get my act together then!” Y/n smiled but let the conversation drop, as she just looked at the slightly fuzzy image on the screen. His face just made her heart ache because she really did miss him. Especially since the UK went into lockdown 2.0 a week ago because of the situation. It meant Y/n, a young working professional, was isolated into her own flat all bay herself. Last lockdown, she’d moved in with all the boys and Tom at their big all-expenses-paid house. But now Harrison had moved out, and since Tom and Harry were away it just made sense for her to stay at her place - she was paying rent for it anyway. But it was lonely as hell, even if she could ‘bubble’ with Harrison he was often at work because this time round he’d been allowed to continue unlike y/n who was working from home.

The reason she had called though, was because she’d just had to cancel her flight out to visit Tom. It had already been 2 months since she’d seen him, so Tom had offered to book her a flight to come see him for a week or so before shit hit the fan again. It scared her as well, feeling like this, Y/n wasn’t one to ‘fall in love’- not a cushy romantic at all. But now, she almost felt slightly dependent on Tom, he was a primary source of happiness - and right now was also on the opposite side of the world.

“,,,I’m sorry I can’t come next week. Second lockdown is shit by the way, I’m all alone and-“

“In the nicest way, shut up. It’s not your fault… and I’m sorry your finding it hard.” She hummed at that, as she wiggled down in the bed, getting a little more comfortable. “It’s late though love, why don’t you try get some sleep?”

“I like talking to you though.” She pouted in such a child like manner, making Tom laugh softly as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“I do too but we can do that tomorrow. Call me whenever yeh?”

“But Tom!” She quickly sneaked in, worried he was about to hang up on her… which of course he was not. “Will you stay on the phone for a bit? Just till I’m a bit um asleep?”

And that’s what they did, Tom whispering little stories about nothing until he was very sure she was deeply asleep - her chest rising and falling slowly and rhythmically in his jumper. Yes, they were far away geographically and yes, she clearly was having a hard time. But they’d get through it together.

Even if together meant through the ingenious invention of FaceTime.

[twinprime]

i was tagged by @hanniba1 for this super fun game!!! <333

🎃 Pumpkin: Favourite season? fall or winter but only aesthetically bc the cold makes me Achy 

👻 Ghost: Do you get scared easily? no unless we’re counting hearing loud sounds unexpectedly and then i’ll literally jump out of my seat. but jumpscares? horror? suspense? perfectly fine

🍭 Candy Corn: What’s your favourite kind of candy? lollipops, reese’s, or any chocolate with a caramel center!

🧛🏻 Vampire: What is your favourite supernatural creature? vampires!! although i do have a soft spot for werewolves too <3

🧙🏻 Witch: If you could have any superpower, what would it be? teleportation!!! or mind control!! i think they’re both super neat

🍬 Trick or treat: What was your favourite Halloween costume? hmm probably either ghostface when i was like 7 or the joker last year

🐈 Black cat: Are you superstitious? only ironically, and i enjoy messing with my friends who are lmao

🪓 Ouija Board: If you could change your name, what would you change it to? evangeline!! it was orignally one of the names my mother was thinking abt for me and i kinda wish she chose it instead of my current name

⚰️ Graveyard: Do you know any good scary stories? man door hand hook car door.. i actually don’t really know any good ones but i know that the one story that scared the fuck out of me as a kid was the green ribbon. idk just the mental image of a girl removing a scarf from her neck and her head rolling off... anyway maybe i’ll go out and buy a green ribbon to wear around my neck

💀 Skeleton: Have you ever broken a bone? thankfully i haven’t but i did fracture my finger once. not very painful but just really inconvenient

🐺 Werewolf: What is your favourite urban legend? can’t really think of any so i’m just copying ava and saying cryptids!! i was gonna go to point pleasant wva to go to the mothman museum when i drove across the country for college but my dad said “its too far out of the way.” 200 miles off our course is NOT too far away for mothman. but now i’m in oregon so i guess i’ll go look for bigfoot insteag ig

📽 Horror flick: Do you like scary movies? If so, which one is your favourite? yes!!! i’ve only just started getting into horror/thriller recently though so i still haven’t seen a lot of the classics but some of my favorites so far are hereditary, midsommar (i believe in ari aster supremacy), donnie darko, jennifer’s body (which i watched for the first time last night!!), the lighthouse, crimson peak, and as above so below!! (ik a decent chunk of these don’t count as horror but i’m including anything suspenseful or unsettling)

🏚 Haunted house:  Would you prefer to live in the city or the country? city!! as much as i love the thought of living in the countryside i just don’t think id survive without having at least 10 different coffee shops within walking distance

🧟 Zombie: Do you think that you could survive a zombie apocalypse? ok what type of zombies are we talking abt here bc i feel like if they’re the slow zombies id survive. fast zombies? i have the speed and stamina of a three toed sloth

🔮 Cauldron: What kind of potion would you make if you had the opportunity? potion that fixes all my health problems. also ava if u make that potion that turns people into hugh dancy can i have some

🌕 Full moon: Do you prefer nighttime or daytime? nighttime!!

🌽 Corn maze:  What is your favourite autumn activity? driving through the mountains!! also drinking apple cider, playing the danse macabre on repeat, watching scary movies, and layering 14 sweaters at a time

🧹 Broomstick: What exciting places have you travelled to? most of my travelling hasn’t been for vacations so i haven’t had the opportunity to really see anything exciting but i technically visited iceland because i had a connecting flight there and i got to explore london when i went back to visit family one summer... i also got to see the aurora borealis when i was on my way back from canada once

tagging @horrorlesbians @knifehorror @sapphoism @minyardy @nietzscheantrout @cravenwes @sidneyprezcott @trashmouthlesbians and anyone else who wants to participate!!

[astralescent]

Character Sheet

REPOST !  DON`T REBLOG ! all about the muse, character sheet

name of your muse:

Marth – Presumably a variation of “Mars”, name of the roman God of War.

one picture you like best of your muse`s fc:

two headcanons you have for your muse that you never told anyone:    

1) The sort of straps wrapped around the boots he’s been wearing for a couple of years now are actually to prevent long term damage to his knees, feet, and mostly, ankles. Towards the end of the War of Shadows, he started feeling a certain discomfort in the lower halves of his legs, generally concentrated around his ankles or knees. It was nothing alarming, there was no pain really; just a weird awkward feeling like his joints were disagreeing with him. 

As most people know, Marth’s fighting style depends on speed and agility before anything else. Therefore his fighting, training and exercising routines all involve a lot of mobility, a lot of running. As some people may know, there is a “good” way to run if you’re gonna do it “professionally” (or on a nearly daily basis in this case) that involves knowing when and where to shift your weight with every step. That is something Marth never bothered to learn as a child because most of his trainers (on his father’s orders) encouraged him on building up strength to balance out his acquired speed instead of learning to exploit his natural asset efficiently. 

He ended up growing up and developing his own fighting styles without being aware of this specific recommendation and then learned that this discomfort in his leg was the result of so many years spent moving so much in the “wrong” way. Since he wasn’t too interested in re-learning how to run properly, as he feared his style might be affected in the process, he instead made tailor and doctor work together to create boots that would strap his lower legs in such a way that his weight is better distributed when he moves to avoid having irreversibly sore knees and ankles by his thirties. 

2) This has been alluded to in a chat before, but I am making it an official headcanon: throughout his many years spent working to improve his fencing abilities, Marth has recently been trying to adopt a new advanced technique. It’s something that can only be mastered by people with great concentration and even better coordination; it consists of using the non-dominant hand (left) to grab onto clothes or accessories the fighter is carrying (in this case, his cape), and use them to either distract the opponent or deceive them, by creating illusions or hiding certain parts of the body.

It’s not something he’s even close to having fully mastered yet - to this day he mostly uses it to shield his left arm and a part of his stomach to make it harder for whoever his adversary is to pinpoint exactly where his weak spots are, but it’s something he hopes will make him an even more fearsome swordsman before long, and that can already be noticed by his more and more frequent reflex to grab a hold of his cape with his left hand whenever he’s wearing it.

three things your muse likes doing in their free time:

1) Visiting the military grounds of the castle. It’s a good excuse to visit old comrades, seeing as most of his knights who are still around have taken him up on his offer of commanding or training Altea’s renewing troops. It’s also important to him to speak to the new recruits as regularly as possible, not only because he’s regularly assured his speeches always boosts moral and determination, but also because that’s how he made some close friends in the past and he wants to keep an open-eye for other people he might have affinities with. It’s also a good change of air; hardworking soldiers are more lively and generally better company than nobles and royal officials. And it’s a good way to be outside without straying too far away from home.

2) Visiting his own country. He loves going down to the castle town markets; although his counselors and supervisors rarely allow him to go without an escort (and therefore generally suppress his desire to go altogether), he loves to see the town for himself, its colors, its scents and its people, and to get an opportunity for casual conversations with random citizens. Unfortunately, he rarely has time or a reason to go beyond the capital, but he enjoys getting to breathe in the rest of Altea just as much.

3) Taking walks. Whether on foot or on horseback, it really helps him sort out his thoughts, take in some fresh air and take a break from the stiffness of most of the castle. All of which while recharging his social batteries, seeing as there are plenty of trails in the forest or countryside, both on and around Anri’s island, that are mostly unused by other people.

seven people that your muse loves / likes:

Ike

Xane

Elice

Merric

Kris

Tiki

Mist

two things your muse regrets:

1) Having been naive in general. Mostly where his mother was concerned, for starters; having held on to the belief that she was alive for four years when there was nothing he could have done for her in the end, and only learning of her passing when he couldn’t stop to grieve. It all left him with serious issues when it came to moving on. And secondly, regarding the whole Hardin thing; how he condoned so much and let Archanea damage him, Altea and so many other people and nations only because he refused to believe that Hardin had gone down the wrong path.

2) Not having been straightforward with his father until it was too late, not having demanded that his father be straightforward with him. I’m gonna stop right there because I don’t wanna end up typing another 2k words on Marth’s relationship with his father - if you wanna read that then I’m just gonna direct you here and you’ll know what I meant by that.

3) (shhh im adding a third one it’s just as important as the other two and becoming more and more relevant) His racism against dragons. It’s still lingering, old habits die hard and all that, and Marth is more opinionated than he looks and he had... let’s say, very strong opinions concerning dragons. Most of his prejudices turned out to be wrong though and he regrets not having been more open-minded, even if he never really acted on his racism aside from being silently wary, he’s not proud of it.

Tagged by: @radiantxhero thank you v much krissy

Tagging: @ofimitations, @a-healing-breeze, @wildcourage, @holysight, @dragxnskin

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

Affectionate Love

Affectionate Love

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing: Jean D'Arc x OC (Julia Lesser vampire)

Prompt : Feb 7th - “You’re so clingy today. I love it.”

Part of Be my valentine content creation challenge hosted by @xxsycamore and @chaosangel767

Tag : Fluff

Word Count: 995

Author's Note: A sudden change of heart leave her wondering the motif behind the sudden clinginess of her usual introvert lover, but welcome was this new side loving to feel him so affectionate and needy for her she herself shy away not from revealing him with a kiss to suggel their feelings to one another. 🥰

Tag list

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly @aquagirl1978 @violettduchess

@nightghoul381 @william-rex @writingwhimsey

@fang-and-feather @moonstruckmelancholic

@lichtluv @wistfulwanderingone

@rjthirsty @ike-garden2024

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@maeko-kun @rkmaru

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It was a surprisingly warm morning the breeze tousled gently between the idyllic nature surronding a mansion in the countryside of Paris, bird chirped happily while small animals dozed around under the trees not bothered by the quiet rumor of the people around them, a soft music begin to fill the air as the mansion begin to woke up long after the sunrise.

It was a normal day at the mansion, or almost it seemed so, since that morning when she woke up in the arms of his husband he followed her around all day taking in every excuse to help with anything, she was surprised to say at least but at the same time she find it pleasurable to discover a new side to Jean, one she did not dislike not even a bit, quite the contrary, the thought she was the first and only one to catch glimpse of him uknown to other make her heart swell with happiness and love behind words making of her a blushing mess all day.

It felt like a bliss having another pair of hand helping her better than Sebastian she may say, it felt like they were alone in their domestic bliss, managing the mansion with him she could not help but sigh dreamily at the thought of sharing their feelings in a cottage le Comte was building not far from the mansion, she could imagine her with Jean on a soft sofa cuddling together under a blanket in front of a fireplace drinking hot cocoa while the winter evening blessed them with a snowfall, a soft giggle escaped her lips looking at him intent on adjusting the clotehsline, his white shirt almost transparent she could catch a glimpse of his muscles underneath, toned arms and nimble finger she stiffened a whimper easily recalling the memories of the previous night as her body remembered far too well the prowess he went through to show her his love, proving her how much she meant for him and how deeply loved she was to make her doubt no more of her value.

From time to time he needed instructions but at least he was not a severe boss like Sebastian, much more alike to an adorable lost puppy following her around wherever she went wagging his tail, still she could not help but wonder about the reason of his affectionate behaviour usually he was prone to not like showing physical affection outside private moments when no one else was around let alone diving into most intimate things out the bedroom doors, but that day it seemed something has got into him thinking it must have been serious she let him be not wanting to upset him furthermore she welcomed with open arms feeling him so affectionate with her, the brush of his fingers over hers when they were hanging out the laundry, the kiss in the pantry after placing everything in order, going so far as to slip his tongue into hers much to her delight before pulling away apologetically before being wrapped in a tight hug she reciprocated making a light smile appear on his lips before he kissed her forehead tenderly as she smiled back at him caressing his cheeks, the soft kiss he left on her hair after reaching something on the shelf before her, entwining his fingers with hers as they chatted in the parlor, the feather like brush of his lips as he nuzzled into her neck embracing her from behind as she blushed madly a soft giggle on her lips at the warm feeling of his love melting her heart.

Finally she decided to call it a day as they settle down on the grass under a tree around the mansion sharing their thoughts until she noticed him slowly reaching for her again, letting him engulf her in his arms cradling her face into his chest, she sighed contently at his warmth whispering softly

“You’re so clingy today. I love it.” she looked up at him seeing a genuine smile on his lips while his eye gleamed with happiness, he placed a sweet chaste kiss on her lips feeling her hands caressing his chest, slowly they traveled up on his neck brushing her fingers on his cheeks deepening their kiss, as soon as they pulled away he leaned his forehead to her, while she felt her heart melt seeing him smiling so tenderly, catching a glimpse of the love struck affection in his eye gingerly she lifted his eye patch taking it off, she took his face into her hands, with a soft reassuring smile she brushed her lips on his scar in a sweet gesture she hoped could calm his demons shutting off his insecurity even for a while, hugging her tightly she felt his hair tickling her face making her giggle happily

"Je t'aime tellement Julia ma petite princesse" he whispered tenderly in her ear before leaning in to leave a reverent kiss on her forehead whispering softly

“Je t'aime mon ange toujours et pour toujours.”

“Je t'aime tellement mon héros.” softly she kissed his nose making a soft smile appear on his lips before they knew the gentle breeze of the evening caressed their skin making them aware of the cold evening it soon would have come, engulfed in his arms they gazed at the sunset together before going back inside determined to make the most out of that day they slipped unnoticed in their room to properly give in to the fire his touch awoke in them, smiling they sealed their love with a kiss before closing the door leaving no witness to their passion but the moon that was peeking through the clouds surrounded by the curios stars gathered around her to get a peek, for a love like them was a unique sight that could melt even the coldest ice itself for the passion it arouse warm like the morning sun, and they had all intentions to give their unexpected audience the unique show of the deep feeling that entwined their heart their soul and their destiny to one another forever.