#OC narine

[infaernalfluffles]

[ak319]

Lovesick bubbly hubby x fem reader

ミ☆Headcanon#3𓏲

(Warnings: Contains mpreg (bxg pairing, YES, boy x fem reader), and matriarchal themes/gender role reverse so don't interact if you are not comfortable!! ‎♡‧₊˚)

♥︎ Headcanon #2

🍭"Narin, just one more paragraph, c'mon. Then we can go get some ice cream."

"You know, you're the cruellest wife anyone could have. Making me do assignments in this condition."

"What condition? You're fine, Narin. You're not even the one typing your essay. Just one more paragraph, c'mon, you can do it." He acts as if he's in his last months, when he’s only three weeks in. After another exaggerated sigh, he finally gave in, and you closed the laptop with relief.

"It's your last semester. Just get it done, and then your lifelong dream of staying home will come true."

"Are you taking me out for that ice cream or not?" You chuckled, getting up and offering him a hand. "Let's go."

Narin finally got what he wanted after so long, but deep down, he knew it wouldn’t be enough to pull him out of university. Still, the thought of becoming a father—of your child—filled him with uncontrollable excitement. He just prayed that your family wouldn’t cast an evil eye on the baby. Hmph! Lost in thought, he unconsciously placed his hands over his stomach as you drove, unaware of the silent storm brewing within him.

Meanwhile, your mind was all over the place. First, an unexpected husband, and now a child on the way?! You couldn't stop worrying about the future. You never imagined yourself as a mother, especially not with a husband like Narin, who could barely take care of himself. Maybe he would mature once the baby was born... or would you just have two kids to look after instead? How did this even happen? Weren’t you both careful? Wasn’t he taking pills, too? Well, it didn’t matter now. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him, hands protectively resting on his stomach, looking content and as happy as ever. You sighed and decided to put on some music to drown out the spiralling thoughts. Soon enough, you both reached the ice cream shop.

Months passed, and Narin’s university days came to an end. It had been three months into his pregnancy when one day, you came home to find him curled up on the sofa with Prince. There was no usual excitement, no running up to greet you like he always did.

🍭"Narin? You okay? Is something wrong?" By now, the panic in your voice was impossible to hide. You gently made him sit up, cupping his face, and your heart sank as you saw his puffy, red eyes. He was still sniffling, avoiding your gaze, his usual brightness nowhere to be found.

"Narin? You're making me worried. Tell me, what's wrong, baby?"

"I-just-what if you... leave me?! Does your family think I'm not competent enough to bear your child?! Because I feel like it!" His voice cracked with emotion, and you could hear the frustration in every word. Where was all this anger coming from?

"What are you talking about? Who said that?! And why on earth would I leave you?" You could feel your own heart racing. Narin might be childish and immature at times, but he was still your husband, and you cared for him deeply even more so now. Why couldn’t he see that?

"I would never abandon you. Never, you or our child."

"What if it’s a boy? Like me?!" His voice trembled with insecurity, his eyes wide with fear. It was clear the pregnancy hormones were heightening all his worries. You took a deep breath, reminding yourself to stay calm. He needed your reassurance more than ever now.

"Then we’ll love him just the same, Narin. Just like I love you." He finally looked into your eyes.

"Listen, Narin baby. You’re very, very important to me. I love you and our future child, no matter if they’re a boy or a girl. I just want you both to be healthy, and my family wants the same. No one is doubting you, and if they are--just tell me their name. I’ll have a talk with them myself. Now, tell me, did someone say anything to you?"

He shook his head sincerely.

"Then?" you asked gently, stroking his hair.

"I... just had these thoughts..." he whispered, voice trembling slightly. He grasped your collar tightly, his body now almost in your lap. "You won’t leave, right?"

"Never." You held him closer, your voice firm with reassurance, and yet he needed more. He needed to drown in that reassurance, to feel it in every part of his being. You held him tighter, but it still didn’t feel close enough. "And don’t let these thoughts ruin your mood or stress you out. You hear me? Promise me, you won’t."

He nodded, but this time he clung to you like a lifeline, his fingers tightening in your shirt. "Promise," he whispered, his heart racing. He knew that you were not going to leave him but he just wanted to make sure and...was bored. Damn, he can be a really good actor if he wants to but in all seriousness, it's important to remind you that he is now your everything, your new family. In his head, there was no room for doubt. You belonged to him, and no one else could ever come between you two.... and now three of you. Not now, not ever.

In his eyes, the most delightful thing is making you run for whatever he craves, even if it’s the middle of the night or a drive to another town just to get a snack he tried once. He revels in the fact that you’ll do anything for him, and he takes immense pride in bragging about how caring and romantic his wife is. He squeals with childlike excitement when you’re out fulfilling his whims, loving how dreamy and devoted you are.

But lately, there’s a shadow of sadness in his eyes as he watches you work harder than ever. You’ve started a new venture with your friend, and it’s consuming more of your time and energy.

🍭"You should take a break now," he said, plopping down next to you on the couch and peering over your shoulder at your laptop. His tone was light, but there was an edge of concern beneath his playful words. "I don’t want to be a widower in this condition." You jerked your head towards him in shock at his bluntness. It was classic Narin--his naive habit of saying whatever came to mind without fully thinking it through. You just sighed, shaking your head at his antics.

"I’m not dying here, you don’t have to worry. I’ll be done in a few minutes."

"Why are you even doing this?! Isn’t your salary enough-"

"No, it’s not enough. Certainly not for the future when the kid is going to grow up and go to school and stuff." Narin grumbled, leaning his head against your chest with a sigh. He was like a needy kitten, wanting your comfort and attention, and the warmth of your chest made him feel a little safer. 'As disciplined and farsighted as ever. So fucking hot.' Well, he is kind of glad too, now that you are working so much, you rarely have time to visit your own family. Hehe. That's right wifey, work for me and your child now, our child.

"Yeah, you’re right. And also, it’s not like we’re going to have only one, right? I was a single child, so I want more than one kid. Got it?" Your hands paused momentarily over the keyboard.

"Um--yeah, but focus on this one for now..." Narin’s smile widened as he traced his finger lightly across your chest. "Oki! Our kids are going to be the prettiest and the smartest!"

You couldn’t help but smile at his enthusiasm, even as worries about the future tugged at the edges of your thoughts. "Of course," you replied softly, placing a gentle kiss on his crown before returning to your work. In that moment, the presence of each other made the stress feel a little more bearable.

@mel-vaz 🍭

[lokorum]

some pages from the point of the story that i won't get to anytime soon, but gosh i miss my chaotic wiiiiiiives

[deer-head-xiris]

Character ref for twitter user LavenderDusk7 of their satyr OC based on Cult of the Lamb! :) Her name is Narine and she's the high Priestess of The Bull's cult

[warlordfelwinter]

drawing stupid fanart of my own fic

[dromie-1111]

Kin. — my Albinauric tarnished and Lantenna

[ortly]

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[binbinabin]

[cilil]

♡ 𝔸 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕

Prompt(s): Lesbian rep + butch Character(s): Ruinë/Nári Synopsis: Ruinë has trouble with her latest project. A certain Balrog decides to help her out. Warnings: /

Author's Note: Late again. I'm pretty busy both irl and with projects so I don't know when/if I have time to write the other prompts I planned. Apologies for that, but that also means requests are getting priority ;) Small disclaimer once again: I'm doing my best to portray these prompts accurately and provide some decent rep, also drawing from my own personal experience at times. Feel free to reach out if there's something you think I got wrong, but also keep in mind that experiences differ and are still equally as valid. Thank you♡

"Ah no –"

Ruinë freezes when she sees the bottles on her desk topple over, one rolling over the edge to fall to its certain doom – she's already expecting to hear the sound of shattering glass, but all that follows is a rush of flame and a soft clink as clawed fingers skillfully snatch it out of the air. 

"Careful, little one," a low chuckle rings out behind the table, and Ruinë ceases her rather precarious attempts to move her desk, straightening up to meet the eyes of a certain Balrog looking down at her from above. 

"Thank you, Aranári," she says, her tone slightly stiff; she's grateful that she won't have to recreate parts of her current experiment, but she can't help feeling embarrassed about putting herself in such a situation in front of a fellow fire spirit. 

"Just Nári," Nári corrects and lowers her arm so Ruinë can take the bottle from her hand. The difference in size between their chosen forms is quite significant, the scientist muses quietly, though not unexpected considering that the other Maia is a warrior like the rest of the Balrogs.

"My apologies," she answers reflexively and forces herself to smile as she gives a small nod of gratitude. "Now, was there anything you needed?" 

"Me? Oh no, I think you need help, little one." Nári flashes her a toothy grin, showing off perfectly polished, pointy fangs. 

Ruinë flashes an even brighter red. The taller Maia is beautiful, with her amber eyes glowing warmly and short flame-like curls framing her face, a pair of spiral horns sticking out. Fiery marks resembling cracks in volcanic rock appear and disappear all over her ashen skin as if magma flows inside her instead of blood, illuminating her cheeks when she smiles. 

It is... quite distracting, and Ruinë wishes she would stop making a fool of herself in front of Nári. 

"You don't have to," she hurries to say. 

"True," Nári agrees, still smiling, "but I want to." 

"Only if it doesn't trouble you –" 

"It's no trouble at all." 

She crouches to put one arm underneath the desk's tabletop as if she's threading a needle, lifts it effortlessly and balances it with a surprising amount of care for such a large, strong fána, resting it on her broad shoulder. Ruinë gulps; unlike the boasting and showing off of other Maiar, it seems as though this is no trouble indeed for a Balrog.

Just how strong is she...?  

"Where do you want it?" Nári asks casually, keeping an eye on the bottles on the desk. 

"Uh... away from the windows," Ruinë says, forcing herself to stop staring and move to lead the way. "You see, uh, I was experimenting with these liquids, the ones in the bottles, but the results were off, so I started to examine possible causes and since Thangorodrim is currently experiencing some eruptions, there may be issues with volcanic gas... I thought about isolating the windows, but I felt like it'd be safer to remove the material from potential harmful influences, just in case and until I can figure something out..."

She mentally slaps herself for prattling on senselessly. Does Nári even care to hear her long-winded explanation for what she was up to? Ruinë knows she's never been good at small talk or flirting or anything of the sort, at least according to other Maiar, and she once again finds herself wishing she was more cool and confident in such situations.  

Wait, why was I thinking about flirting – 

She glances over her shoulder, expecting to see either a concerned or mildly annoyed expression on Nári's face, yet the taller Maia appears to be listening attentively and nodding along. A warm feeling of appreciation spreads within her chest, causing her to release a breath she didn't know she's been holding and manage a shaky smile. 

At least she's nice enough to listen. 

Clearing her throat in an attempt to gloss over her embarrassment, Ruinë opens the door to an adjacent chamber within her laboratory and points at the opposite wall. 

"Could you place my desk there?" 

"Sure thing, little one." 

Nári does as she's been asked, even making sure nothing falls over once she successfully places the desk in the desired spot. Ruinë watches her every move, fascinated by such a perfect blend of strength and elegance, and the warmth within her chest begins to spread throughout her entire body. Oh, how much she'd love to approach this gorgeous Maia and run her hands over her shapely, muscular form, maybe even have those wonderful arms wrap around her and hold her – 

What am I thinking?!

She blinks, only to find Nári staring back at her with a small, yet undoubtedly mischievous smirk. 

"Anything else I can do for you?" she asks, her tone just slightly too innocent, and saunters over until Ruinë has to tilt her head back to look up at her. 

"N-no, but thank you very much. In fact, I-I meant to ask if I could perhaps return the favour?" 

"Oh? I get a reward?" Nári's smirk broadens, and she taps her chin with one of her claws, pretending to think. "Now, what would I like... hmm, if I may be so bold... I'd like to spend some time with you. Just us. A... date, if you will." 

She winks at the smaller Maia, visibly enjoying how flustered she is, cheeks red and feathers fluffing up.

"I-I-I would love that," Ruinë says, eyes lighting up in excitement; she can't believe her luck, especially not after her questionable attempts at having a normal conversation. 

"Wonderful." 

Without warning, Nári picks her up and places her on her shoulder. 

"Are you free this afternoon?" 

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Rules: use this quote generator & list as many quotes as you like using characters from your WIPs.

I'm going to do this for characters from The MOW Files series

Gurn: What's the signal when something goes wrong? Asuka: We yell, 'oh shit.' Gurn: …That'll work.

Avery: What did you two do? Tana: Asuka: Avery: You’re not in trouble, I just need to know if I have to lie to the police again or not.

Asuka: We have fun, don’t we, Gurn? Gurn: I have never been more stressed out in my entire life.

Teodore: I hope no one lowkey hates me. Teodore: Highkey hate me. Hate me with every fiber of your being. Teodore: Go big or go home.

Gurn: *cocks gun* Go to Bed. This is no longer a request, This is now a Threat.

Avery: Pick a card, any card. Asuka: Fine. Avery: Wait, that's my credit card! Asuka: You said any card.

Tana: Blackmail is such an ugly word. I prefer extortion. The X makes it sound cool.

Asuka: I came out here to attack people and I'm honestly having such a good time right now.

Jarret: I would do anything for money. *later* Jarret, covered in blood: THE STATEMENT STILL STANDS!

The Narin (Gurn's ship): I think we can all agree I’m the ten amongst these threes.

Asuka: I never said I was gonna get back together with them. But I was thinking, they're in town, would it be the worst thing in the world if I gave them a call? Gurn: No. No, Asuka, it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. It would be the fourth worst thing. Number one: a super volcano. Number two: an asteroid hits the Earth. Number three: All the Evel Knievel movies are lost. Number four: Asuka calls Teodore. Number five: Tana gets eaten by a shark. Tana: I’m Tana, and I approve the order of that list.

Asuka: Wake me up- Gurn: Before you go go Teodore: When September ends Tana: WAKE ME UP INSIDE

*The squad is playing a team sport* Gurn: Are you upset you don’t get to be on the same team as Asuka? Tana: Have you ever played a game with Asuka? Gurn: No… Tana: Have you ever been trapped in a cage with a wolverine? *Meanwhile, on the other side of the field* Asuka, chasing Teodore: I SAID FASTER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THE WORD “FASTER” MEANS? IT MEANS MORE FAST!!!!

Gurn: You’re from Mars, right? Asuka: Okay, first of all, my parents live on Mars. Asuka: I live in the moment.

Gurn: What’s the straightest thing you’ve ever done? Jarret: *sighs* Jarret: I killed a man.

The Narin (Gurn's ship): I'm not ugly, I'm just aesthetically challenged.

Avery: You were wise to seek help from the world's most deadly weapon. Avery: It's me.

Jarret: Everyone, calm down! We're grown-ups, let's deal with this like adults! Sonasoda: So, we're just going to wing it and hope for the best? Jarret: Obviously. Now, Gurn, pass the shovel.

Gurn: Alright, listen up you little shits. Gurn: Not you Brianna. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled you’re here.

Asuka You’re drunk. Gurn:Correction: drinking. Present tense. Grammar, Asuka.

Gurn: My life is a mess. Jarret: Gurn relax, go get a beer. Gurn: I don’t want a beer. Jarret: Who said it was for you?

Gurn: Come on Asuka, do it for our friendship. You can't put a price on that... Asuka: Yes I can. Fifty dollars.

[deer-head-xiris]

A tender Bull moment, featuring twitter user AmberW1shes 's Narine <3

[warlordfelwinter]

you know i'm thinking about narin

[lokorum]

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[kytri]

Finished drawing commission for @Iximaz of their FFXIV OC, Narin. Thanks so much for trusting me with your blorbo and letting me get a little silly with the design!

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