#I love how all my muses have the same feelings about THoma

[thundertide-a]

and @Lumine: About Childe, Kazuha, or Thoma - her choice or she can answer all three!

Send ‘About: (name)’ for my muse’s thoughts!

"It's admirable how dedicated he is to his family. He'd do anything to keep Teucer's dreams alive as long as he can... I'll admit, it's not something I expected from him. Maybe it was amusing to see at first, how he'd trip over himself to see it happen and cover his work, but when I realized why he was doing it? He calls himself a bad guy, and I'm not sure I can agree with that. Not after seeing how much he loves his family. I hope someday Aether and I can be that close again..."

"Kazuha is like the breeze. He's quiet and calm... Peaceful to be around, and a breath of fresh air. It's nice to spend time with him, but I can't help but feel like there's things he hides - A loneliness even he's not sure what to do with. I wouldn't want to pry into his business - that's for him to sort out until he asks for help, of course - but I do hope if he needs it, he'll ask for help, even if it's just to spend a day with someone. This world can be a lonely place, and I don't want to see that ensnare Kazuha more than it has to. He's been through enough as it is. May he find peace."

"I'll never understand how Thoma does it. He does the cooking, cleaning, tending to the Kamisatos' needs, the shopping... He helps in town, sorts out the Yashiro Commission's issues, is there to lend a hand to anyone who asks it of him, and even when people don't. He does so much... I know those unwilling to accept him and looking at him as an outsider, but it seems... Unfair to me. There's a kind heart in him and so many still refuse to see it, or give him the time of day - I hope with the abolishment of the decrees, they'll start to see him in a different light. Thoma deserves the smiles he gives others, as well. I'd like to see that for him, at least."

[alicewonderao3]

Marry Me

Title: Marry Me

Characters: Aaron Hotchner, reader, OC male character.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader, fem!reader x oc male character.

Summary: When it's finally the day of her wedding, after months of planning, why does she feel like she's making the biggest mistake of her life? Isn't every bride second guessing herself, even on her wedding day?

Warnings: None, just a bit angsty and then fluffy.

Author's note: I had the idea for this earlier this week, while I've been recovering from my hospital trip last week. I was inspired by a song, as usual, Thomas Rhett's 'Marry Me'. My muses said to write this and here it is. I have no beta, so all spelling and grammar mistakes are mine, and I just finished it, so let me know what you think.

The day of the wedding was finally here, sunny and warm. Everything was as it was supposed to be. My grandfather was preaching the wedding service and there were plenty of magnoila's everywhere. It was a small wedding, not too many people. But something didn't feel right. It had been this niggling sensation in the back of my mind for months.

My bridesmaids all told me I was crazy, that I was marrying the perfect man. On paper, Steve was perfect. He was tall, and handsome, with blonde hair and blue eyes. He was kind and sweet. Sure, you were supposed to feel sparks, but it didn't always happen, right? My friends told me I'd be crazy to say no to his proposal, so even though I had doubts, I said yes.

I said yes, even as I felt that same feeling in my stomach at my engagement party and my bridal shower. I'd sometimes look down at my ring and my stomach would turn as if I was repulsed by the large diamond ring. My mother told me I'd be crazy to not marry him. But that feeling was still there, and it was even more present this day, standing in my wedding dress, pacing back and forth.

I couldn't get Aaron out of my head. Aaron and I had been friends for forever. He was an FBI agent, tall, handsome, and funny, with brown eyes that sparkled when he teased me and when he laughed. He knew my favorite color and the way I drank my tea. He knew everything about me and I knew everything about him. I couldn't get that night he'd almost kissed me before I met Steve out of my head, that night we spent walking downtown, how he'd paused in the park under that big magnolia tree, and how he'd almost kissed me. I'd never felt such sparks before, never felt so strongly before.

The sparks had always been there, but it was always a case of wrong timing. I remember when he was dating Haley Brooks, and I'd been single, and then I'd be dating someone and he'd be single. All of my friends were dating people, and getting married.

I was pacing back and forth when my dad walked in, a box in his hands. I recognized the tie-dye shirt wrapped around it, a shirt I bought Aaron one summer as a joke gift, but one he loved. It had its place of pride amongst the suits he wore as an FBI agent. Seeing it, wrapped around whatever gift he'd got me, was like a death sentence. It was like the ending of what could be.

I bit back my tears and hesitantly let my dad walk me towards the aisle, but the closer we got the more my nerves increased, and the more I sensed I was doing the wrong thing. I kept panicking and as the opening notes started to play, I took a deep breath and held my flowers and I couldn't do it. I stood there, as everyone stared at me. My eyes met Steve's at the end of the aisle and I realized, I loved Aaron. He loved me.

I glanced down at the large and gaudy ring I wore and met my dad's eyes. He gave me a concerned look and watched as I slipped the ring off, sliding it into his hand. "Tell him I'm sorry?" I said, and he nodded. Then, as everyone gasped, I dropped the too-large bouquet I didn't even like and ran out. I knew right where he'd be, and Dad had pressed his car keys in my hands as I ran out.

I drove there, speeding and praying I wouldn't get pulled over. His car was there, in the parking lot and I ran, faster than I'd ever run before down the paths, in my wedding dress, past people who stared at me until I stopped short of the tree. There he was, standing under the tree, looking wrecked.

He turned around and his eyes met mine. He held his hands up, a shocked look on his face and I started crying, shrugging as my hands landed on my face before I ran to him, launching myself into his arms, and he held me without question. His arms were strong and warm around me as I sobbed into his chest.

"What are you doing? You should be getting married," He said, his voice warm but full of shock as he held me. "I can't, Aaron," I whispered, tears thick in my voice. He was silent for a moment, as he pulled back to look at me. "Why not?" He asked, as one of his thumbs reached up to wipe my tears away.

"Because it felt wrong from the start. Because I'm an idiot for not realizing that I wanted to get married, but that I didn't want to marry Steve. It's you, Aaron. I've been in love with you for years now, and I'm the biggest-" But then his lips descended on mine, and I whimpered as he kissed me, holding me tight as everything suddenly felt right.

Kissing Aaron was like the final puzzle piece being fit into place. Everything felt right again. My world, which had felt so off-center in the months since Steve proposed, now felt right again. I pressed close to him, my lips remaining on his, until we both pulled away to breathe heavily. "I know I'm a big dummy and I should have trusted my gut and said no to Steve, but I'm here. I ran away from my wedding and I'm here."

Aaron hadn't spoken yet, he'd just been listening to me ramble and he pressed his hand to my lips. "Hey, hey," he said, his voice soft. "You're here now. All that other stuff, we'll figure out later. You were always a little slow on the uptake, but you got it. I love you." He'd whispered and I nodded, as I cried again. "I love you too, Aaron Hotchner. I'm sorry it took us so long to get our timing right."

He didn't say anything else, he just leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me like his life depended on it. I knew I'd have a lot of people to talk to in the next few days, but right now, standing here under the shade of the magnolia tree where I'd had my almost first kiss with Aaron, his lips pressed to mine, everything was right. As long as I had him in my life, things would be okay. I can handle whatever the world throws at me as long as he's by my side.

[goldenkisscs]

after a long hiatus, i am looking to get back into rp !! i only do discord 1x1. below the cut i will list some plots i am interested in doing and some fc's i am interested in using (i do have a muse page that's a WIP but am always up for making new muses!!) if anything below interests you, please read my rules here and either like this post or shoot me a message ! they are pretty general so we can customize everything and scheme together <3 if none of these interest you but you still want to plot together, feel free to reach out still !! i love plotting all the little details and screaming headcanons about plots, so if that interests you then let's get to plotting !!

muse a and muse b have been best friends since they were kids. while muse a went off and became a famous musician, muse b stayed behind in their small town. they have remained the best of friends despite all of muse a's fame and everything that comes with that. they also happen to hook up anytime muse a comes home or muse b goes to visit muse a. the catch? they always act like it never happened and pretend that they're just friends.

muse a and muse b hooked up this past summer and were hot 'n heavy. muse a thought things were great and they were getting serious, only to be blindsided when muse b broke things off to get back together with their ex. muse a pretended they weren't upset and they pair never talked about things again. except, muse b is single again and muse a? well, they just can't resist going back to their bad habit.

muse a and muse b are famous singers. they were always in each other's social circle, and always laughed it off when fans would ship them together. everything changed one night when they shared a drunken kiss. ever since then, muse a has been completely smitten with muse b. and while muse b knows they have muse a wrapped around their finger, they try their best not to take advantage of them - too much. their relationship is currently under wraps, but how will they be able to handle it when they finally go public?

muse a and muse b are polar opposites - muse a has always been a goody two shoes while muse b has been a troublemaker for as long as anyone can remember. proving opposites attract to be true, the pair can't stay away from each other and soon get together. muse a's friends are constantly warning them that muse b is just going to break their heart, but muse a doesn't want to hear it. meanwhile, muse b is constantly torn between treating and caring for muse a the way they know they deserve and proving muse a's friends right. can muse b truly change their ways?

muse a and muse b met when they were in college. a drunken hook up turned into a pregnancy, and due to pressure from both their families to "do the right thing" end up getting married. they aren't in love with each other, but they do grow to love each other and their little family a lot. over the years, muse a realizes that they have actually fallen in love with muse b, and decide they're finally going to tell them. the only issue? the same night they decide to break the news, muse b tells muse a they feel they've been "missing out" and want a divorce.

muse a and muse b are both famous celebrities in their own right. they've been fuck buddies for a couple of years, and they both had the understanding that they were just friends and the other could date/hook up with whoever they wanted. while that's still true, muse b has started to realize that they have deep feelings for muse a and want to become exclusive. the only problem is muse a has been burned in many relationships before and is too scared to commit to muse b.

fc's i want to use/have muses for (but am open to suggestions): cindy kimberly, sabrina carpenter, avan jogia, mason gooding, nailea devora, janet guzman, thomas doherty, laura harrier, nico hiraga, luke mitchell, mia goth, gemma chan, henry golding, adria arjona, charles melton, camila morrone, diane guerrero, priscilla quintana, sydney sweeney, madelyn cline, cillian murphy, emily ratajkowski, phoebe tonkin, alexa demie.

[baurbiediv]

beetlejuice (2)

please read part one before reading this or it will be confusing!

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now that you’ve found out what jack’s been doing while he was away, you didn’t know what to do with yourself now.

every moment that was spent with him, you wondered if the girl was behind the scenes this entire time.

you still couldn’t believe that he had lied to you your entire relationship, he even told you that he loved you and you said it back.

just for a day you wished you had someone’s shoulder to cry on, your best friend was the first person that you always ran to whenever you had a problem but this time, she was away on a trip overseas for a while and communication was the best in her area.

jack knew what he had done, he had made you look like a fool.

he told you all these false promises and all these lies.

what a fool you were to believe them in the first place.

something deep down in your heart kept telling you that everything was going to well and soon everything would come crashing down and erupt into flames, and how badly you wanted to be wrong about that.

the only thing that was able to relieve your broken heart was to cry.

you sat in your bed for what felt like says on end, crying over someone who wasted all your time in the long run when he knew himself that he didn’t want a relationship with you.

never did you believe that heartbreak was supposed to be this painful and whenever you heard your friends tell you about it, you didn’t believe them for a second because you never understood or knew what it felt like.

the first person to call you after the news broke was neelam.

“hello? y/n?”

“yes?”

“i’m so sorry, i should’ve told you sooner ..”

“you .. knew? this entire … time?”

“well ..”

“neelam, you knew all this time and you allowed it to happen? how could you do this to me?!”

you immediately hung up and threw your phone across the room, not caring whether it broke or where it landed.

now, if your emotions weren’t through the roof in the moment, you wouldn’t have made the executive decision to launch your phone across the room, but everything in this exact moment was justified.

the one person you thought you could trust betrayed you and nobody was providing you with answers.

the only thing that you wanted to do was to be hugged and told that everything was going to be okay.

that’s what jack did when he saw that you weren’t feeling the best, but now he wasn’t here to comfort you.

the next few days went by and you began feeling like yourself again.

you went out and bought yourself a new phone, you rearranged your apartment so it could feel like home again.

you’d been cleaning up when you heard a knock at your door. quickly, but hesitantly made your way to unlock and open it, to your surprise, it was your best friend.

you both squealed in excitement and immediately hug each other.

“you don’t understand how much i’ve missed you.” you told her as you were smiling from ear to ear.

you both pulled away from the hug as you let y/bf/n in.

“just so you know, i’ve been caught up on everything and jack deserves to get his ass beat.” she said nonchalantly.

“well i’m glad i can spare you the details, im tired of telling people the same thing.” you said as you flopped down on the couch.

“i say you put his ass on blast.” y/bf/n said. you quickly looked over at her with squinted eyes, “i like the way you think.” you smiled at her as you got up and grabbed your phone and set it up in the kitchen.

you sat in a seat as you started the live, “so as most of you know, recently, it was revealed by HIMSELF that my ex boyfriend, mr jackman thomas harlow, and yes i said his full name, decided that he would publicly cheat on me. but before all this happened, he was just laid up under me telling me how he wanted to put kids inside of me and how ‘i was the only girl that ever mattered to him’.”

you watched as the viewer count skyrocketed from just 100 to 15,000 people.

DOJACAT: LMFAOOOOO

LILNASX: not the “he wanna put his kids in you” oh my godddd

DRUSKI2FUNNY: 😯😯😯

URBANWYATT: he ain’t tell me all this .. in y/n we trust!

you then clasped your hands together before laughing, “and this is the best part is, he wanted me to sign an nda so he could sneak around and do shit like this!”

THEESTALLION: 😦😦😦

THESHADEROOM: 👀👀👀

USER2919: HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW GIRL?

“i havw seen the new girl and she looks like a fucking troll, but i mean if that’s what he wants then so be it.”

you heard your best friend laugh in the background and you followed with laughing as well. you stayed live for the next half hour talking about nonsense.

“alright y’all, imma get off of here before i start going into further detail.” you waved bye to the camera while laughing to yourself.

you knew what was going to happen, jack didn’t care about your feelings when he posted that picture, he didn’t care about what the outcome of this would be, so why would you?

this was your get back at him hurt the way he hurt you. lying down, you were on the verge of sleep when your phone began to ring.

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a/n: last part to this will be posted later on today!

[theartoflovingthomashunt]

In the Stillness of Sunrise

[All Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer Masterlists] [Red Carpet Diaries]

Pairing: Thomas Hunt x Alex Spencer (F!OC) Book: Red Carpet Diaries Word Count: ~550 Rating: General: no warnings (all the fluffy fluff) Prompts: “i love it when your voice is the first thing i hear in the morning.” (requested by @peonyblossom); “I hope you know by now how much you mean to me.” @choicesflashfics; @choicesjuly2023challenge: pink

Synopsis: Thomas and Alex share a soft morning moment.

As the morning sky blushed with hues of pink and gold, a radiant glow emerged on the horizon. The sun's tender rays peeked through the curtains as it made its ascent. A delicate dance of light and shadows played in the room as the curtains swayed gently in the soft, refreshing breeze, whispering promises of the new and beautiful day ahead.

Thomas stirred as the warmth of the sun brushed against him, his arm instinctively reaching out to pull Alex closer. She snuggled against his chest, her breath soft and rhythmic. With eyes half-closed, he traced delicate circles on her back, his touch light and soothing. He couldn't help but smile as he felt her nuzzle against him.

"Good morning," he whispered, his voice still husky with sleep.

Alex mumbled a sleepy response, her fingers dancing lazily across his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart. "Morning," she murmured, shifting slightly before snuggling back into him, hoping for a few more minutes of sleep. 

His lips pulled in the corners, his gaze mesmerized by his sleepy beauty. He pressed a tender kiss on top of her head. "You know," he whispered. "I love it when your voice is the first thing I hear in the morning." 

Despite her attempt to sleep, her smile grew. "Even when it's a groggy, mumbled, half-asleep mess?" 

"Especially then," he confessed, his fingers threading through her hair that fanned out down her back, "because it's only for me."

Her brow rose as she rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him skeptically. 

"I hope you know by now how much you mean to me. That includes all of you." Thomas brushed his thumb over her cheek, cradling her face. "And, I trust no one else gets to enjoy your morning pleasantries as I do."

"I'm pleasant in the mornings now?" She giggled softly, her fingers drawing imaginary patterns on his chest. "And...well, it isn't only for you; there is another," she began hesitantly.

He sighed in amusement, "Bogart doesn't count."

"Why not? He loves my morning mumbles because he's usually thinking the same thing—" she paused to pout a moment, "—not yet, more sleep!"

"If you go back to sleep, how will you enjoy your coffee?" Thomas offered, slowly drawing back the blankets.

"That's the good thing about coffee," Alex mused as she wrapped herself around him. "It's good anytime. Even in another hour."

"Perhaps, but if you get up now, we might just have time to enjoy it in quiet before our sweet children wake," he countered. "Think about it. Sitting on the porch, with a fresh, warm cup of coffee, and you wrapped in my arms in the stillness of sunrise." 

"Just us?"

"Just us." He brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. "Unless Bogart follows us."

"He'll probably stay with the twins. He takes his big brother duties very seriously."

"I had noticed." He smiled, grateful for how gentle but protective Bogart had been. "What do you say?"

"You make a very compelling argument."

"Is that a yes?"

"For you?" The question lingered as she propped herself up, tenderly caressing his jaw. She pressed a kiss there, his beard tickling her lips. There was no one else who could get her to agree to wake up before she had to, but him. "—Always."

Thank you so much for reading. I always enjoy early mornings with these two love birds. They have my whole heart.

Thank you so much for the request @peonyblossom 🥰🥰🥰

[outridera]

Positivity you say?

Excuse me while I gush. Though do forgive if some of these are sloppy, I am emotionally drained from yesterday, and some reason, even if I spelt like 12 hours today, my body is sluggish and feeling not up to it haha.

Under read more as It'll be looong.

So I wanted to give this a shout out to people, cause honestly, they not only deserve such, but I wanted to give them love. Do note I'll mention some other names at the end, as I've already spoken about them.

But also that I wanna try to get everyone that I can, so I do apologize that I haven't said much! Just wanted to showcase how many lovely people there are, and that mean a lot to me! Also do note, some names I may have missed, but that's more down to me trying to remember ALL of them gdidgsidsg. So do not worry if you're not there, you are their in spirit! Soon as I remember, I'll throw you there asap!

@risingsol How can you not adore Xue? Like really? They're so lovely, and so lovely to chat too. They're not only talented on the field of RP either, they're really talented in the cooking department as well. One day I'll get to try those lovely birthday Genshin meals they can make really well : D ThoughhopefullynotAmbersdgsidgidgs

@adversaryss @narvvhal I swear every Childe I've met has been so fucking sweet, and just a pleasure to talk to. Where it be IMs, discord, anywhere. But not only that, they all seem like the biggest, and most good hearted people that you can come across. I will always love and adore them.

@erabundus @inavagrant Much like any Scara I've met. They've been super pleasant, and lovely. Easy to approach, and for sure top quality all round.

@snowtombedstar I always adore the love they not only they give for their muse, but the joy, and passion they showcase on the dash each and every day.

@al-hazen Same can be said about this person! I always love seeing them on the dash, and the fun that comes with it, also big ups for them having Kuki, cause Kuki is a treasure, much like they are. Top quality stuff.

@scarletooyoroi YOU. YOU LOVELY FUCKER. Are you actually Thoma in real life? Cause you're a sweetie, and super quality.

@aalberich / @dilucisms How can you not love them? The real care and push they give, to not just their muses, but to others too. It's to be adored!

@maquiscursed SUPER QUALITY. Honestly, they're a big reason my Nahida resurgence happened, cause I fell in love with Nahida all over again. They're really great, not just with Nahida either, they've got plenty of lovely muses to adore, and are top quality.

@sylvctica How much talent do you actually have? From your art, to your wonderful nerd, that is canon in every sense of the word to me. You're a true delight!

@orecrowned And you too! I'm thanking you once again for not only the commission, but being a fun presence on dash. I may not partake in the Sunday thing, but the fun you give off, is truly a wonder.

@electric-ecclectic Another one that honestly I do adore, and see as canon personalty tbh. Amber's lore will forever have your nerd in it in my eyes : D

@riteburdened always deserved to be loved.

@nascentwaves You're here, and you know why. YOU'RE THE REASON. My Amber is here.

Some many more that deserves love down below. Give them love!

@gunnhildred @curiouskinetic @theoneandonii @the-wayward-snowflake @artificeheart @lochjurat @constellaris @dandelicnfang @viigilant @viisiond @grislyintentions @voyage-inferno @cryoexorcist @ayahimes @foliarlight @adelshaus @mercyburned @princepsstellas @starsdescent @starlitwishes @galactia @wise-innocence @supportingfire @khemianprinz @melodicbreeze @reginrokkr @samyavastha @travelerandclover @reallyrandomtj @remunporium

[dehvoursarc]

SHIPPING INFO. Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog.

What’s your OTP for your Muse(s)?

avenchi and wriochi. and it's all shrimpy's fault LMFAO.

What are you willing to RP when it comes to shipping?

I mean. I'm not super picky. I have a few specific ships I won't do, but other than that, I'm open. I don't mind crossover ships, rarepairs, ships with muses who don't meet in canon. My thing is, as long as there is chemistry between the muses. I won't change how I write my muses for a ship. I also don't mind darker or 'messy' ships, especially since, with ch.ilde, uhhhhh *gestures at it*

How large does the age gap have to be to make it uncomfortable?

my hard line is muses under 18. it is in its early 20s so that's a no. other than that, with this muse, i'm not really super picky? especially since this is a fantasy world where there are 500+ year old beings.

Are you selective when shipping?

I would say yes. I like there to be a dynamic that lets us both explore our muses. I love building plots and developing them together, because that's what really hooks me with ships. It's why I do tend to limit how many of a certain ship I write, because I want to make each dynamic unique and give the other mun's muse attention as their muse, and all the individual thought they put into it. In the same vein, I don't really enjoy feeling 'collected', or that the same plots are being reused with my muse that are being used for others. I want to create something together. So I tend to mostly feel comfortable shipping with those I know are willing to do that with me, and who will respect my portrayal, and who will let me gush to them about our muses.

How far do steamy moments have to go before they’re considered NSFW?

uhhhhhm. I honestly have no idea, I tend to tag suggestive with any sort of making out, and nsfw when the clothing comes off, mostly to be safe bc I struggle knowing what others consider nsfw. hashtag bible belt life.

Who are other muses you ship your muse with?

idk what I did with my ship tier LMFAO but. other biases include lumine, lyney, thoma, and kaeya. though I am also a sucker for yoimiya and ganyu, and a writing partner got me hooked on navichi, because ch.ilde is weak for compassionate, badass ladies, apparently

Does one have to ask to ship with you?

yes pls because I need you to whack me over the head with it, I am dense as fuck and I will not pick up on hints you want to ship.

How often do you like to ship?

I do enjoy it, but like I said, I need that chemistry between both muses and mun. I'm here to have fun

Are you multiship?

yes. I only will do ship exclusives in rare cases (ie, for other muns I talk to and trust/vibe well with, and with whom we've created a well-fleshed out dynamic that me and my muse get very attached to)

Are you ship obsessed or ship more-or-less?

ehhhh, kinda? I don't go looking to ship to start out, but if it happens, I do very much get invested.

What is your favorite ship in your current fandom?

wriochi..... also not this blog but aster has me hooked on skk so bad i'm crying over them on the daily

Finally, how does one ship with you?

if we've had some interactions and you're interested: tell me!! I love talking about it, but,, I also need that communication. I really enjoy creating those stories, but only when we're both invested in it and having fun. I love rambling and bouncing ideas off each other, but I need to be comfortable enough with someone to be able to do that. my adhd brain will go nuts, and I bring a lot of energy to the table, but I also very easily feel annoying, so that chemistry between muns helps a lot tbh.

I stole this from the dash so go ham and yoink it if you want.

[brandstifter-sys]

Infectious

Word Count: 1153 (Ao3)

Pairing: Dukexiety

Rating: T

Warnings: Intrusive thoughts, ocd, violence mention, gore mention, innuendo, out of context emo lyrics and song titles

Remus is having a bad day, his intrusive thoughts are loud and stressing him out. He's lucky that his emo boyfriend is willing to ease the tension

(songs referenced linked at the end of each paragraph)

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It was one of those days when Remus couldn't get out of his head. He tried everything to quiet some of the horrible horrible thoughts about killing his brother or Janus and going all Leatherface on the snake's body, or turning Patton into a casserole, or pulling out a dissection kit and—no no no, he was not giving in to these ideas. Why were they so loud!?

He paced around his room, making sure his heels touched his toes with each step, stretching his room when he didn't have an even number of steps before he hit the wall.

His canopic jars were organized and dusted, and all the pickling creatures were looking toward the wall. His floor was spotless save for one blood splatter that he could not under any circumstances try to clean. It had to stay there. It was supposed to dampen the noise.

He couldn't handle his flood of screaming thoughts. And then they found a new target. Virgil. Oh he could see himself going Dahmer on that edgy snack. He could see Virgil doing the same to him, full of hatred and venom.

Who wouldn't hate him? It was an uphill battle to like him! Remus had to fight to like himself and he fought tooth and nail—which in its own way was something he could like. This was just one battle he was losing.

He fell to his knees and groaned into his hands. He couldn't stop his brain from flooding. He could deal, most of the time but this was too much. He needed something to calm his frayed nerves.

"You know I love it when you're down on your knees—but you should get up," Virgil said with a teasing lilt to his voice. Remus glanced up, wondering when Virgil showed. (x)

"Why would I?" Remus said with a laugh, "I'm in the perfect position to relieve some of your tension!"

"I'm not that tense, but you are. And maybe I want to help," Virgil shrugged and averted his gaze.

Remus got to his feet and tried to focus on anything but the urge to bite off his fingers and eat them.

"Your OCD is getting to you," Virgil said and grabbed his hand, "What kind of thoughts are you having?"

"Skin stealing and cannibalism. They're too loud today."

Virgil brought his hand to his lips and smiled softly.

"I'd like to be able to keep you safe and warm while I get to touch all of you, like you're not under my skin already."

Remus giggled shyly as Virgil gently kissed up his arm and locked their fingers.

"And you already devour me with your eyes," Virgil hummed when he reached Remus' neck, "I don't want you to stop."

Remus giggled as Virgil's bangs tickled him.

"Scare Bear, I'm the horny mustache gremlin here!"

"Don't care. I feel like doing this," Virgil said and pulled Remus' back to his chest, "I feel like treating you like the muse of an emo song."

"Even if I keep thinking about biting you and tearing away your flesh to eat?"

"Babe, if you don't think I dream about being the one to sustain you, to be a crucial part of your life, to know the deepest parts of you, I'll have to prove it to you," Virgil mumbled and got back to kissing his neck and shoulders,

"My fingers are yours to cut off, and my bones are yours to shatter in pieces. My teeth are yours to pull out and my soul is yours to slowly rip apart," he muttered between kisses. (x)

"You know that's really dark, especially when I keep thinking about it," Remus pouted.

"Yeah, but you also keep thinking about how much you think I'd hate you for it. I wouldn't. I'd still do anything just to hold you in my arms." (x)

"You thought I made Thomas bad for being an intrusive thot. You thought I was evil. Why wouldn't I think you'd hate me for going all Buffalo Bill?"

"No I didn't, I never thought you were evil, just acting up and stirring up trouble at the worst possible time."

"But—"

"I'm not exaggerating when I say it was the worst possible time. I wasn't thinking clearly, afraid. You know how that one issue was plaguing Thomas and affecting me and Patton in the worst ways. I know you better. Even if he still thinks you're evil, you look like heaven to me. I'd follow you to hell and back again." (x)

"You mean that." It was not a question, Remus knew Virgil all too well and melted into his touch, even if he was using lyrics to seduce him.

"And I will make your worst nightmares as picturesque as the sea," Virgil said and wrapped his arms around Remus.

"By quoting emo bands," Remus jeered and leaned his head back to flutter his lashes.

"Joke's on you, I only made four music quotes. You just make it easy to get poetic. No matter how gory your mind gets."

"I love it when you get sweet and poetic with me. Am I the only one who ever sees this side of you?"

"You're the only one I want to see this side of me. You're the only one who I want to see me bare and vulnerable, hidden under your covers in the middle of the night. I want to feel your skin on mine, hear your breathing, taste your poison laced lips, and succumb to a taste of death in your arms."

"You want to snuggle in the buff? You know I'll get touchy and then I'll get pregnant from eye sex!" Remus giggled and spun around, feeling less stressed.

He scooped Virgil up and wiggled his eyebrows. Virgil snorted and shook his head.

"This is probably the best, not to mention the worst idea that I have ever had," he said and licked Remus' cheek. (x)

"Is that another—? Scare Bear!" Remus laughed and carried him to the bed for cuddles, "You're such a dork!'

"It's the easiest way to calm you without stripping," Virgil shrugged, "and maybe I like getting you a little flustered for a change. It's cute."

"I love the way that you tease, I love the way that you breathe," Remus jeered and nuzzled Virgil's cheek. (x)

"Kiss me, I'm contagious," Virgil jeered, "And you're just as infected with emo lyrics as me." (x)

"You were peppering me with smooches and emoing all over me, it's your fault if I caught it!" Remus countered, "And I'm feeling better about the thoughts of eating you alive."

"Cuddefish, you know I'm dead inside," Virgil teased and kissed the tip of his nose.

Remus giggled and flopped on the bed, holding Virgil to his chest. The thoughts were still loud but he had an emo nightmare to ease the tension and remind him that he was still lovable no matter what his brain said.

[scarletooyoroi]

What inspired your divergent route for your muse? I love his group synergy with the Kamisatos but also see a point beyond him solely hiding like in the Archon quest.

Well my dear anon! Come take a seat and I'll dive a bit into it.

At the most base element for this inspiration, Thoma, akin to many other Genshin Impact characters I feel like can have so much more done with their selected stories. The AQ framework of focusing primarily on each visited region doing challenges, only to have it all magically hand waved is shallow in my personal inspiration. I love peace, but it has to be earned peace ya feel me?

Understandably with the gacha atmosphere, not many are going to have extended times to shine after their region is wrapped up, gotta tailor to the new shine. This on the other hand means that a large amount of the cast gets stagnant from personal growth outside fhe main antagonistic powers/The Traveler by proxy. That said let's reel it around back to Thoma.

Thoma by nature had both a goal (as revealed in his character story) and truthfully from my pov, wasn't going to make his service to the Kamisatos lifelong. Even then you can learn that 'housekeeper' moniker is flimsy title. He was a top retainer, a business dealer, and also a bodyguard figure for their group during his decade there. He was always taking his expertise and ensuring that the network surrounding them would have little to worry about.

So! Give and take when the AQ comes around? When he has to make another divergent choice, to those in the nation who paid kindness to him or to just keep himself risk free and stashed away.

Similar to how he decided to stay in Inazuma's lethal atmosphere, the natural choice in my head is that he'd do it again. He wants to make good on his dues.

This is why this same scenario being made on a much more global scale in Inazuma would not only be a moment of reflection, but resolve further tempered. Making things right here and finally getting a move on with his personal goals felt like the natural move. I want to explore Thoma's gallant nature and how his type would seamlessly work in a lot of Teyvat's locations, and in his personal story, make good on his Vision's resolve of being a guardian figure amidst his travels.

Returning to the Kamisato Estate permanently say outside of friendly visits would be fridging him in my head. The 100th Vision ceremony serves as too influential of an event to magically hand wave it off, that he'd just be content with 'what ifs' when the whole notion of the Human Progress value would've been inspirational to him. It felt as if he truly woke up alongside many in the current atmosphere at the time.

damn u read all this?? Thank you for your time.

[honorhearted]

SHIPPING INFO! ♡

Answer the following for your muse(s) so people know how shipping works on your blog. REPOST. Don’t reblog!

WHAT’S YOUR OTP FOR YOUR MUSE? If this means overall, I'd never feel comfortable elevating one ship over the others on this blog. But if this is referring to Ben's overall canon, I don't truly have one! When I first watched Turn back in 2020, I didn't ship Ben with anyone -- my ships mostly came through fic experimentation and RP, so my favorites in that regard tend to be Ben/Peggy (the dramatic potential alone is *chef's kiss*), the found family aspect of Ben/Mary with Thomas as a surrogate son, and my always favorite bickering dynamic, Ben/Anna.

WHAT ARE YOU WILLING TO RP WHEN IT COMES TO SHIPPING? Pretty much anything! The only thing I won't write is r.ape as a plot point. Don't ask me to do it, 'cause it ain't happenin'. In regards to tropes, enemies to lovers is my absolute favorite, so I wish there were more loyalist characters out there to throw at Ben.

HOW LARGE DOES THE AGE GAP HAVE TO BE TO MAKE IT UNCOMFORTABLE? I've never encountered any discomfort while writing age gap ships, so I'd say as long as the characters are adults, I won't be bothered.

ARE YOU SELECTIVE WHEN SHIPPING? It probably seems like I'm not since I have so many lol, but I do need there to be chemistry first. I've had to nicely take a couple people aside over the years and tell them it's not working out -- in those instances, we planned a ship before actually writing it, which I will never do again due to the potential discomfort/hurt feelings.

HOW FAR DO STEAMY MOMENTS HAVE TO GO BEFORE THEY’RE CONSIDERED N / SFW? For me, I always throw in a "read more" once a.rousal is mentioned, or once the physical touches progress beyond kissing. Sometimes, I just do it right from the get-go to save the dash from any potential awkwardness.

WHO ARE OTHER MUSES YOU SHIP YOUR MUSE WITH? Oh gosh, you're going to make me list out all my ships? *cuts to everyone chanting Ben is a h.oe in the BG* Okay, so I mostly tend to ship with OCs on this blog, so I'd say that's over half of my dynamics for sure. Then, I have an Anna, a Mary, and I used to have a Peggy; the rest of my ships are crossovers, and I love each and every one of my ships cuz my writing partners are fab-u-lous and make this experience so much fun. <3 If this is also asking about platonic ships, I have a lot of great friendships on this blog that I adore, as well as some sibling-ish and paternal-ish dynamics that make my heart go !!!! <3

DOES ONE HAVE TO ASK TO SHIP WITH YOU? I've never had this happen tbh. Like, maybe I'm just very easy to read, interest-wise, but whenever I'm interested, I kind of just shyly drop hints, and then we usually end up on the same page and shipping together. So no, nobody has to ask to ship with me, but I don't want to be forced into shipping something either. Getting sent a shippy ask when we've never even interacted before, for instance, isn't something I'm comfortable with.

HOW OFTEN DO YOU LIKE TO SHIP? I mean, any time? lol

ARE YOU MULTISHIP? Yep!

ARE YOU SHIP OBSESSED OR SHIP MORE-OR-LESS? I definitely get very invested in my ship threads, so I guess obsessed? But I'm also never going to ignore any non-shippy threads, 'cause I'm also very happy to write platonic/familial plots as well.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SHIP IN YOUR CURRENT FANDOM? I feel like I already answered this? lol It varies, because I never started off with a ship for Ben. I first started experimenting with Ben/Anna, so that has a nostalgia affection for me, especially since I don't write it so much anymore, but I also flip-flop in between Ben/Mary and Ben/Peggy as my absolute favorite, so I guess I just constantly switch between those three. OH, and thanks to Aly, I also really like Ben/Philomena cuz of the reverend's son/sultry actress appeal, 'cause *eyezooms* I love me some opposites! <3

FINALLY, HOW DOES ONE SHIP WITH YOU? Just befriend me! I'd like to think I'm pretty easygoing, but chatting with me in DMs is definitely a way to become ship partners, cuz I tend to WANT a ship if I'm actually friends with the mun. I've certainly had ships in the past where we didn't really talk, but those were never as fun.

TAGGED BY: Yoinked it!

TAGGING: Yoink it from me! <3

[edwinspaynes]

i really want to know more about your conceptualisation of soulmates and what they are to you, whether you think they're something we all have, if fiction captures how it is in real life (how? how not?) platonic vs romantic and all of the things, etc. if you're okay with talking about it! personally i'm not sure yet whether i believe in soulmates or say, if my soul is drawn to this person at this time it means they're going to teach me some amazing discovery about how i fit into the world but we might not be everything to each other forever, but that's okay cause it makes room for more soul-teachers (as an example) anyway. i'm not sure yet. really. what i believe in terms of it and am keen to hear from you!

(p.s you're giving ace of hearts vibes, do you know what that is?)

This is going to be muse-y and rant-y and make little sense. I'm sorry. Please stick with me! Also, what's ace of hearts?

I'm a hardcore soulmates believer. I think there are some people we're destined to meet, and I think those people hold a little part of us forever, for better or worse. Their souls are knit with ours. For real, comically. Dust from the same star or something.

I think that with obvious exceptions for aro people, everyone has a romantic soulmate somewhere out there. I think everyone has a platonic one.

If you want to know how I conceptualize soulmates, you should look at my fic The Stars Are Aligned (So Save That Heart for Me). I tend to align with Thomas in that fic - I think that soulmates are fated, and that that's the most romantic and magical possibility out there. But, like Alastair in this fic, I do think there's an element of choice to it. Like, you can meet your soulmate and make the wrong choices. It's possible! But sometimes, in rare cases, everything aligns and it's perfect. As it is for Thomas and Alastair and always will be.

I don't think that all happy couples are soulmates. I do think that everyone has a soulmate, but I understand that some people may not choose to be with that person. Not all the ships I like feel soulmate-y. I don't think a lot of media hits the "soulmate" button for me. For example, I love Sophideon, I love Gracetopher. Do I thunk they're soulmates? Wouldn't wager on it, though I love the ships.

To me, soulmates are people who see the worst in each other and love even those ugliest parts. They're people who are so in sync with their values and goals that there's little question on what a happy life would look like for them. They're people who accept every single bit of each other, trust every part of each other, and can bring out the best in each other just by coexisting.

This is rare. So rare. And it's why Thomastair is the only ship (in any media) I'd be comfortable betting actual money on being romantic soulmates. They're in sync, and they clearly hold a part of each other. Thomas always felt something for Alastair, and Alastair was always seeking out Thomas when he didn't know it yet. (I love Wessa, I have a Wessa tattoo, and I STILL wouldn't stake the farm on them being soulmates, because of everything with Jem and because they were out of sync for so long. When I say Thomastair is rare in this way, I MEAN IT.)

I think that a fun fixture of soulmates is that they will find each other over and over in every life. (Shamelessly plugs my Thomastair fic that I linked earlier again). Whether there's reincarnation or simply a scattering of essences, those soulmate parts will always find each other. Because their souls are so knit that, while each person can be an independent individual entity, they will always be two halves of one predestined whole, made to love each other for eternity even as the tides of the universe change.

Edit: sorry, I didn't address soul teachers. I do think this is a thing, people who were put in our paths so we could learn from them and from our relationships with them. And that's so so important. But I think it's different than a soulmate.

[bardicbeetle]

Characters as Songs!

Tagged by @magnus-s-writes (i hope you’re ready for a lot of music)

Some of you may know that I am, a bit of a playlist whore enthusiast. I have several for Safe in the Dark, as well as individual ones for most characters and certain scene types.

I’ll take after Magnus and do all my characters for Safe in the Dark, and for shoots and ladders I’ll do Antonella + co from That Witch Lives and Breathes, because I wanna talk more about that story.

So, we’ve got a bit of a list to get through, let’s go.

Alex Blackwood (Safe in the Dark)

There is always and forever one song for me that will bring me back to whatever I need to write for Alex.

Shake it Out by Florence + the Machine And I am done with my graceless heart So tonight I'm gonna cut it out and then restart

Daniel Arden (Safe in the Dark)

This is a new addition to Daniel’s list, but it’s been on repeat for three weeks for me, so.

Bleed Out by The Mountain Goats And I will never lose hope, and I haven't lost hope I'm just realistic I will go down punching, but I will go down And my corner man won't bring me back around

Moira Hart (Safe in the Dark)

A lot of this band on Moira’s list, but specifically

Divide and Conquer by Vandaveer When you crash for the evening Do you laugh, do you feel things? Does it cross your mind When you cross the line?

Jesse Addison (Safe in the Dark)

There are so, so many I could give for Jesse BUT

Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap We gotta get out while we're young 'Cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run

Isaac Raes (Safe in the Dark)

Smoke Damage by Hi I’m Case I'm not about to complain That's too much time and energy Too long a walk to try to turn back And today was the same I nearly dodged a bullet But the universe is going on attack

Carrie Verona(Safe in the Dark)

You’re Not Welcome by Naethan Apollo I don't start fights but I'll handle you just fine Usually I'm very kind to others But I won't think twice if you step to me or mine

Thomas Pianfetti(Safe in the Dark)

Two by Sleeping at Last It's okay if you can't find the words Let me take your coat And this weight off of your shoulders

Eric St. Clare (Safe in the Dark)

Show me how to live by Audioslave Let the stains remind you You thought you made a man You better think again

Madeleine LaRoux (Safe in the Dark)

Love will have its Sacrifices by SOLES There's no way for you to fight this No spell for you to right this No way for you to hide From the demon of the light

Amalthea(Safe in the Dark)

There are tons I could pick for Thea that are more menacing but…

Thought Contagion by Muse They'll never do what you want them to Give it up and watch it break through It's too late for a revolution Brace for the final solution

~*~

Antonella Wilwick (That Witch Lives and Breathes)

Hymn for a Scarecrow by Tally Hall Real is a feeling and feeling is real All of you are flowing through me But you wouldn't know how to fathom or feel When the wind blows!

Fenwick (That Witch Lives and Breathes)

Constellations by The Oh Hellos The shapes that you drew may change beneath a different light And everything you thought you knew Will fall apart, but you'll be all right

Captain Endora “End” Maxwell (That Witch Lives and Breathes)

Hungover in the City of Dust by Autoheart Insolent and out of character We've changed so much I barely recognise our formative lives Hidden deep, deep, deep underground

Leir (That Witch Lives and Breathes)

Ship in a Bottle by Fin Pulling ropes and pulling your head back To see what is breaking the foremast You set sail alone, there is no crew No one on the deck who can help you

And that's all!

I say, as though that isn't a mile long.

Tagging @catchingbigfish @mariahwritesstuff and @pens-swords-stuff

[christophimer]

I was looking over some of my writings etc and not hating it... - as of now I've currently finished 2 Daltin novella's, 19 short Jaski/iolnus/Bewarice stories and one morrowmin musical thingy. (and working on another Daltin novella with ideas/plans for more for all of my stories). Part of me debates if I should post any of it on this tiny unseen corner to just gain confidence sharing it with people (even if only theoretically)... hmmmm.

I think I might post a link to the weird Morrowmin musical (aka 'Gadding about') once i've edited it (aka giving myself a reason to do so). Once i'm not quite so burnt out/ when finished on the 1st draft of the Daltin writing I plan to write a 2nd musical thingy.

I'm so shy about my writing i'm trying to get better as i would like people to read it one day... maybe...

Anyway an excerpt from 'Gadding about' - excuse the formatting.

M(morrowmin), T(thomas)

M: Oh, Art thou not, my dear Thomas, so terribly, terribly bored?

T: no. See – I gaze upon the flower

See here the flower.

bloomed all from the bud.

(colyly) oh! art thou not a sweet thing!

here is the child innocent!

here the child pure!

oh child flower how charming thou shalt find the world.

and how charming I find thou!

grow strong little one. don thy velvet bonnet.

ah! it is a pretty thing to see. how fortunate I am!

M: yes! Ha! There's a pronounced amount of them certainly. Well you can't fault them - it is the middle of spring. And they do seem to be taking full advantage of the fact don't they!

It reminds me of a poem. {Tries to remember it}

(hand aloft)…Give me a moment 

T: ...the moment has passed

M: ha! Well then, be so good as to give me another.

Ah! {Snaps fingers} Got it!

The idle flower

Here sits the idle flower,

And how we love it so!

It does not have a job to work,

Nor in doing so does it duty shirk.

And yet even men of high degree

Do so muse upon it's commonality.

Although its life may be but short,

It is (I think) a happy sort.

But if I was to do the same,

And sit so; idle and inane.

Abuse should be heaped upon me!

(And I should rankle uncomfortably)

Such is beauty's power!

My! How we excuse it so!

M: Hah! What'd you make of that! Marvellous thing poetry - it makes me feel as though I ought to read it. Hehehehhehe. 

All I know is that I've heard from other people - parasite me - but some of its rather good.

Ahem!

'I am like the river reed,

Having grown from just a seed.

I've grown and grown and grown again,

'Till I've reached some six foot ten.'

T: But you are not six foot ten.

M: hehehehhehe. No I'm not but I can say it all the same. It's not restricted to people of a certain height to the best of my knowledge. Birds could sing it. sheep could sing it. cows and trees a like could sing it. And be united in the unity of song and we'd all be the better for it. 

T: {aside}Again his madness overtakes him. And he speaks quite strangely.

(Aloud) Be that so - I let it alone. But it runs to close to deceit for me to approve of its singing. Does flirt too closely with it for me to be comfortable.

M: heheheheh old Thomas old thing you really are the medieval l ideal! Ha!  But me - I'm in the full passion of the 19th, century. I am a creature of the present. I know my cats from my cradles. I am the marked measure of the modern man. And I understand it's a given that modern men never care for morals - it's been so for centuries and I don't suppose it's changed. But don't worry yourself Thomas. Nothing I say is ever worth worrying about. Reassure myself my lad. 

[sarawritesx]

She looked at him as he asked how would she feel in his place and answered honestly. "I would want to know. And when i'd find out, i'd want to... hurt him. Real bad."she said, her voice getting more silent and weak towards the end.

Oksanna knew he'll get right onto it with his people and that they'll figure out where Thomas was. She found herself weak to speak and just nodded along with everything he has said to her. As he asked her if she wants to talk about it, Oksanna made a longer pause as she leaned against him some more. "It's a long story, Santi... It got very dark in a short time I was with him... There are couple of hospital reports from when I ended in the ER, with minor injuries... The story was always the same - I fell, i'm clumsy, i'm just dumb like that. But when I finally managed to leave him, when I reported him and asked for a restraining order, he, uh... found out where I've moved and followed me from work. He beat me... assaulted me... and for a moment I thought he was going... going to.."Oksanna couldn't finish her thought. "My neighbors heard everything and called police, I was admitted to the hospital for a week. After that I stayed with my mom, to recover, for about a month."Oksanna explained, her voice was a bit shaky and tears were falling down her cheeks but she was able to stay coherent.

"Yeah... yeah, I'll do that. I'll let you know if I have to go to work."she mused, O hated the thought of having to live like that, she hated being afraid, and she hated Thomas. "I'll call her first thing in the morning. She's busy with unpacking and all, but i know she'll be here if I call her."the blonde murmured. "I like the sound of that. That we're a team... I love you, too, Santi. And I'm sorry... that I haven't told you before. It's very hard for me to talk about certain topics, and he is one of them."she murmured and brushed her fingers through his thick hair.

What she was saying didn't make him any less worried. "Babe..." he said softly. "You can't expect me to not get upset if I find out the details of how abusive your ex partner was to you" he said gently, that was just impossible. "How would you feel if you were in my place?" He asked, gently pushing her blonde hair behind her shoulder.

"I'll talk to my people and see what's going on, see if he is in town. Everything is going to be okay, babe" he promised. He wasn't going to let anyone hurt her. "We'll fix this. I love you, yes?" he then added. "Do you want to talk about it?" He asked gently. Perhaps she prefered to talk instead of him finding out through out a report.

Santiago nodded his head. "Okay, that's good... and if for some reason you have to go this week, just make sure you won't be alone, yes? I can drive you there and pick you up... or send someone to pick you up" he didn't want her to be alone. "Why don't you call Alma? Maybe she can keep you company tomorrow while I'm not here" he suggested. He shook his head when he thanked her. "We are a team, babe. I'm here for you, got you. Yes?" he smiled gently. "I love you..."

[bluexiao]

#you’re my honeybunch, sugarplum

—what are the endearments that they call you?

CHARACTERS. Zhongli, Xiao, Venti, Thoma, Scaramouche, Kazuha, Kaeya, Gorou, Diluc, Childe, Ayato, Albedo, Aether; gn! Reader

THEMES. fluff! domestic. suggestive (and slightly possessive) on scara! mentions of marriage in a very few parts.

NOTES. so this is just an experiment where i write the names in reverse instead of alphabetically. which one do you guys like more? also, all my aether works are going to be abyss!aether in general so yes if i don’t find abyss!aether i’m gonna make abyss!aether. also the song i placed on the title is so cute i literally just saw the real lyrics like earlier hahaha

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“Dearest” is when ZHONGLI soothes you when you’re stressed over a vendor who was scolding him after he came out without a wallet, hand rubbing on your shoulders or wrapping themselves on your waist, trying to usher you away for the fight not to escalate further. But when it does, one look from him is enough for the others to cower away at the intensity they hold despite not knowing his true identity. While “sweetheart” is whenever you two were on bed, relishing each other’s presence and letting the dream world embrace you both. Even if he doesn’t need sleep, you are the one whom he needs—much more than you could’ve ever imagined coming from a divine being such as he.

“It’s time to close your eyes, sweetheart,” he smiles at you lovingly, “I wish you a goodnight, dearest.”

XIAO slips a “(my) angel” whenever he thinks you’re asleep. There are times that you hear it but mostly it’s late at night and you couldn’t wait for him anymore. With a brush of his bare hand over your hair or your cheek, or whenever he was in a moment of being afraid to unconsciously hurt you, he places them above your leg, covered by the blanket where he knows he could not unconsciously cause you harm. Longing, such an unnecessariness for an Adeptus, but it was the very same picture on his eyes, glittering beneath the glow of the moonlight where he knew only he could see these emotions he says he failed to have.

“Go sleep, my angel, I’ll be here,” he brings his hand on top of your skin—bare, ungloved, just as how he is with his feelings, “May your dreams be of peace and the dark shall leave you be.”

VENTI calls you by many endearments. He’s called you “windblume,” “my love,” “my darling,” “my sweet flower,” and a variety of others even if it was just in one sentence. You might even hear him often call you “Hey there, lover!”. However, his favorite is when he calls you “my muse”. There is something rather special about that call—as a bard himself, and also as someone who appreciates you from the inside and out. He thinks you save him just by existing—you are his inspiration, and he wants you to know that each and every time he calls you his muse.

“Have you got any other else to do today, my muse? Care to join me for a trip in Dadaupa Gorge?”

THOMA is rather convinced he’ll marry you in the future. His favorite endearment to call you is “honey.” However, he also thinks that when you two have gotten married, he’ll want to call you “wifey/hubby” just to joke around with you, or tease you whenever he wants to. But what you don’t know is that these are actually what he truly feels on the inside—he wants you not only for now, but if you’d give him the freedom to choose, he’d choose a life of eternity with you on it.

“Honey, can you pass me the salt, please? Yes, this is Dry-Braised Salted Fish. Do you want me to cook anything else?”

Very rarely does SCARAMOUCHE ever call you an endearment. The most he’d call you is “mine,” probably, when he’s feeling extra possessive due to stress or being pushed into the corner. He mutters it in between his kisses or when he nibbles on your skin, trailing his lips where he deems anyone could see just so he could not only prove it to you but to others as well. When he’s feeling confident and teasing, however, he calls you “darling” with a smirk on his face, knowing full well he has caught you off-guard and loving the way you fluster beneath him.

“Hm? You tired, darling? I thought you’d like to take me on top of Starsnatch Cliff?” he smirks, “What? Want me to carry you or something?”

KAZUHA calls you by the things you remind him of. “Dove,” “angel,” “flower,” “sunshine,” or even “butterfly.” It varies, most of the time, for the lips of a poet is something to be wary of—sweet, like a teeth-rotting candy or a chocolate bar you receive in a Trick of Treat. He makes it his mission to make your heart flutter even as seasons pass by, or when you both grow old. He hopes that it would be enough, at least, for you to stay, flying on the winds with him, high above the clouds, soaring like two love birds fated for each other.

“What must be on your mind, dove? Care to share it to me?”

KAEYA calls you “babe” most, if not all the time. It’s been like that probably even before you two had gotten together. It’s something that both he and you had gotten used to that it’s quite difficult to even imagine if he calls you with anything but “babe,” especially in moments that he surely knows he will. Perhaps, this is what he wishes for—consistency, to stay as it is and never falter away. He wanted it not to.

“You coming with, babe?” he muses, “What now? Are you neglecting your own boyfriend-Ow,” he chuckles, “Alright, alright, groceries first before Angel’s Share, as promised.”

“Love” is when GOROU and you were still a couple, but he dreams of calling you “honey” when he settles with you in the future. It’s sort of traditional for the people of Inazuma to call their spouses with “honey,” based on what he’d observed. He’s fairly affectionate, not afraid of showing them to you even if others are present. His tone, his voice, his eyes; how different they were whenever he calls you “love.” He is certain about this—this relationship that is deemed to be everlasting and boundless. “Love” is what he feels for you, forever, and probably always.

“Love, there is no need to worry,” he softly says as he reaches and presses a kiss on your forehead, “I will go back home safe. I promise.”

DILUC calls you “my love,” but every time you were in public—only during the first few months of being with you, he was still hesitant about it. However as time passed on, it slips out of his mouth easier than it was before, even if other people are present around both of you. In times that this occurs, vendors still couldn’t believe that this young bachelor had finally found the person whom he could finally see himself with to have the courage to step a foot forward and be proud of it. No one else could’ve imagined this moment would come, even him. Yet it did, with you.

“Are these all you need, my love? Why do you need all these ingredients?” “For dinner tonight, I see. Must you need more?”

CHILDE refers to you as “baby” or “babe” or “lovely.” It’s a match between the two of you—who gets to fluster the other more, who will falter first into a fit of embarrassment. There was never a true winner for the both of you, you were each other’s strength and weakness, yet he didn’t mind that. He could tease you all you like, but you could do the same to him.

“Hey there, lovely,” he greets you with an embrace from behind leaving a chaste kiss on your cheek as he brought his chin on your shoulder, “What is for dinner today? Do you want me to help?”

“Honey” is when AYATO and you are in the privacy of your home, whereas he could act however he wants without being judged nor talked about by others. “My dear” is when you two were out and about—a very rare instance but he insists for your sake, that he’s not a bad boyfriend to not take you on dates like any lover should. He makes it sound so easy, so smooth; as if his voice was made of finest silk, giving them to you and making your heart skip a beat or two.

“Must you really tempt me away from my work, honey?” he smiles as he pulls you on his lap and lets you encircle your own arms on his neck while his were on your waist, “Perhaps I may take a short break for my dear. What is it that you’d like to do, hm?”

ALBEDO has a knack of whispering “darling” next to your ear and seeing what your reaction would be. He has a small smile on his face and maybe even a release of a soft chuckle, his breath fanning themselves on your skin below your ear before adoringly pressing a chaste kiss on them. Physics is when an unconscious pull brings him to you and Chemistry is when he finds himself amused with whatever you do, even if they’re not what he expected them to be most of the time.

“Busy, darling?” he does it again, his hand carefully placing itself on your shoulder as he lands a kiss on your temple, “Always the hardworker. Can I really not persuade you to look at me for a little while?”

AETHER, at first, refuses to call you with an endearment, in fear of you getting attached to him and you both hurting in the process. He cannot handle falling for you and losing you again. Now, however, he tends to call you “beloved,” never failing to always look you in the eye and communicate his love and care for you. Home was where he and his sister were before, but now, he found another person who could truly understand him no matter who he is, was, or will be. You will stay with him, he knows you will.

“Feeling alright, beloved?” he caresses your cheek, eyes focused on yours, always holding the same care as it did to any other he feels them for, “Tell me what you need and I’ll give them to you. Anything.”

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Two fiancées in love

Sooo, I haven't posted anything in months, and I'm so sorry lol. I've just really not been motivated to write at all. It's like whenever Tom goes MIA I get writer's block lmao !! Anyway, here's this little blurb I wrote months ago and forgot about, it's not much but I hope you like it mwua mwua xx

Warnings: Just fluff, fluff, fluff + Tom and reader are gross (they're too in love with each other istg), I'm not a native speaker, so typos.

wc: +600

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"You know, I never thought we'd end up like this." Tom said one day, while he was brushing his teeth and you were reading in bed.

"How do you mean?"

"Like, together. Romantically." He tried to say, nearly spitting all the toothpaste foam in his mouth.

"Really?" You said, and he nodded. "That's funny." A laugh escaped your lips and Tom tilted his head.

"What – are you laughing?" He asked, still confused. Tom spit the toothpaste and washed out his mouth with water.

You just smiled, cuddling further amongst all the cushions and thinking of the early days of your friendship.

"I actually fantasized about us all the time. I was so in love with you." You confessed, and it was his turn to be surprised. "But I never did anything about it because I thought that after filming you'd stay out of touch and we'd never speak again."

"Oh, wow. Glad to see you had faith in us since the very beginning." He mused, finally making his way to the bed. As soon as he got under the covers, your limbs were entangled and he planted a kiss on your cheek "Thank God we made it."

"Yes, thank God. Or maybe thank me for keeping the spark alive while you spent months out in other countries at the very beginning of our relationship." You said with a little smirk, as he gasped dramatically.

"I beg your pardon? Who was the one that sent the other flowers every single Friday? Or the one that paid off his brother so that you could have your favorite meals everyday? Yeah, I didn't think so."

"Oh, poor Sam."

"Poor me. I spent over two thousand pounds for that twat to make you all that food."

"Wha– Two thousand!? Thomas Stanley Holland!" You gasped, hitting his arm playfully.

"Oh God, not the full name." He pretended to be scared but chuckled nonetheless.

"Why on Earth would you spend so much money?"

"I love spoiling you darling, you know that already." Tom smiled with a wink, before a happy grin was plastered on his face "Anyway… Did you know there's only two hundred and twenty-seven days left for you to be my wife?"

You giggled as you hugged him tighter, his hands on your waist as he simply stared at you, eyes filled with adoration. "Can't believe you are counting the days."

"How could I not be, my love. I am so excited for us to get married." Before you could even think of replying, he kissed your lips softly, with the same gleam in his eyes that was present the day he asked you to be his.

"I love you so very much." You whispered, him pecking your lips once more to let you know he feels just the same way.

"And, it's not the only reason, but once we get married we are actually a hundred percent free to make babies, and to be honest, I'm down for doing that without – ow!" You slapped his bicep as you shook your head with disapproval.

"Can't believe your only motive behind asking me to marry you was to get me pregnant."

"Did not say that! I emphasized the fact that it's not the only reason."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, Holland. Just shut it already." You tapped his cheek before snuggling back on his chest.

"Aye aye Mrs. Holland."

"Not yet babe."

"Can't wait till you are."

You feel so much love for this man sometimes you wonder if you're going insane. Is it really considered medically normal to feel your heart swell as much as it does every day? You swear, there's no way you'll get tired of him.

He's your best friend, the love of your life, and everything you'll ever wish for.

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So this was it! Hope you liked it!

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