#Tori x Tyb

[commanderfloppy]

What does Tori think TYBALT'S most attractive physical trait is?

"oh there's too many to count I could probably make a list.. but for Most Attractive..

"His physique? He doesn't really show it but he's pretty strong, when I see him picking up artillery parts with ease...gods.. But then he's also sooo comfortable to cuddle with, I love his strong parts and soft parts."

"Hmm guess that's still a bit broad though, here I'll give you one more, maybe a little less attractive and more...cute."

"His ears are absolutely adorable! They're so fluffy and emotive, and sensitive too. All I have to do is get close and whisper something in a deep voice, he becomes a total mess it's so cute!"

[genevievemd]

The Year Between (21/22)

May 14, 2022 - Dearly Beloved

Book: Open Heart: Third Year Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Genevieve McClure) Word Count: 4225 Rating: G Category: , Extended Series: WIP, AU Series, fluff Trope(s):

Summary: ~Series: Following their engagement, Ethan and Gen navigate the year between the ring and wedding. ~ Chapter: The long awaited day is here, Ethan and Gen’s wedding day. 

Warnings: none

A/N: We made it my dudes, its wedding time baby. This chapter is the morning of and the ceremony, the final (next) chapter is the reception. Enjoy the fluff, thanks for coming along for the ride. 

May Part 1 ~ Part 2A~ Part 2B ~ May Part 3 ~ TYB Masterlist

Ch. 1 ~ Ch. 2 ~ Ch. 3 ~ Ch. 4 ~ Ch. 5 ~ Ch. 6 ~ Ch. 7 ~ Ch. 8 ~ Ch 9 ~ Ch. 10 ~ Ch. 11 ~ Ch. 12 ~ Ch. 13 ~ Ch. 14 ~ Ch. 15 ~ Ch. 16 ~ Ch. 17 ~ Ch  18 ~ Ch. 19 ~ Ch. 20

Saturday, May 14th (Ethan and Gen’s Wedding Day)

8:15 AM

The bridal suite was abuzz with activity. Room service was being delivered, the hair and make-up team were setting up, Natalie and Sienna going were going over the checklist for the day, her mother, sister-in-law, grandmother, niece, and Aunt Irene chatting happily while pouring mimosa’s, and the rest of her friends - Aurora, Jackie, Kyra and Tori, were filling into the large suite. 

It was almost exactly how Genevieve had envisioned the morning of her wedding, even down to the small ache in her chest at the absence of Ethan. 

He was right the night before, when he said she hated to be apart from him. Every second she spends away from her heart felt like an eternity and last night was no different. She tossed and turned, anxiety and anticipation buzzing like a live wire. It took everything in her not to leave the suite and walk down the hall to his room. 

Just as it’s taking everything in her now to not call or facetime him. 

“Your mimosa, Mrs. Ramsey” Clara hands her the champagne flute, “How are you feeling?”

“A strange combination of anxious and calm, and also happier than I’ve ever been in my whole life.” Gen can’t help but smile wider, as she’s guided into the chair by the make-up artist. “Is that normal?” 

“Completely normal. Don’t you remember how I was when Henry and I got married?” 

“The chillest bride ever.” Natalie walks over, mimosa in hand and maid of honor robe hanging off one shoulder. “I wonder how the groom is.” 

“He’s probably still asleep. They don’t need to really do anything until noon.” Tori sits on the bed, pulling Natalie down to sit beside her. 

“Ramsey, asleep at 8:30 in the morning? Absolutely not.” Jackie laughs, joining the rest of the girls on the bed.

“I want to see him so badly.” Gen sighs, looking down at her phone still in her hand. Still fighting the urge to call him. 

“Soon, Genny.” Clara leans over to rub her shoulder in comfort. “Let’s get you ready first.” 

8:30 AM

He’s never been this nervous in his entire life, not even on his first day as an intern. It’s unsettling, but at the same time, oddly comforting. Because he knows Gen is most likely feeling it to.

They’ve waited so long for this day, through all of his reservations and foolishness, all of her hesitations and fears. It took them eons to get here, but they made it. Together. 

And now the only thing standing in their way was five and a half agonizing hours. 

Ethan sighs, pacing around his hotel room, replying to every unwanted text of congratulations. 

“How you doing, Groom?” Henry enters the room, with Alan and Naveen in tow. Garment bags in hand. 

“Anxious.” Ethan plops down on the bed, pinching the bridge of nose. “Did you feel like this when you married Clara?” 

“Yes. I was a mess.” Henry laughs, hanging up their tuxedos next to Ethan’s in the closet. 

“I wish I could see her.” He smiles, looking down at his phone. 

She’s been on his lockscreen for almost two years now, he changes the photo every so often, but it’s always Genevieve, and Ethan suspects that will never change. 

“Soon, my boy.” Naveen pats him on the shoulder, offering a reassuring smile. “Have you finished your vows?” 

“Last night.”

“Excellent. Why don’t we order some breakfast and get this momentous day started.” 

Ethan is about to respond when his phone goes off, the text alert he has set for Genevieve ringing out. 

I saw you on Henry’s pictagram story and since I’m pretty sure I already broke a rule by “seeing you” before the wedding, I figured texting you wasn’t gonna cause anymore bad voodoo. 

Happy Wedding Day, my love. You have no idea how excited I am right now. How happy I am that we’re finally getting (legally) married. It feels like it’s taken us ten years to get here, but I think it was all worth it. 

In fact, I know it was. Every bad day, and fight or bio-hazard attack, every good day and quiet moment together, led us to today, our wedding day. The best day of my whole life. 

I love you so much, Ethan. I always say you’re my heart and soul and I mean it every time I say it. Just like I mean it when I say you’re my best friend and the best man I have ever known. 

You always say how lucky you are to have found me, but I hope you know that I’m just as lucky to have you. If not more lucky, because you loved me with all my scars and fears. You saw me for me and I never thought I’d find someone like that. You’re everything I ever wanted and more. And I can’t wait to proclaim it to the world (in reality only 80 of our family and friends) in 5 and a half hours. And remind you of that everyday for the rest of our lives. 

You really are my soulmate and the love of my life. Getting to be your wife feels like the greatest honor in the entire world. 

I can’t wait to see you, to kiss you, and obviously marry you for real, and be Genevieve Rose McClure-Ramsey. 

I’m gonna go finish getting ready. See you soon, babe. 

He can feel his throat tighten with emotion as he reads her words over again, his eyes glisten with unshed tears. Feeling like his heart might burst with all the love he has for her. 

“What’s up?” Henry sits beside him on the bed, looking concerned. 

“Your sister.” Ethan clears his throat, handing his friend his phone, waiting to feel embarrassed for having been caught on the verge of tears but it never comes. 

“She’s a sap. You sure you wanna saddle yourself with her for the rest of your life?” 

“There’s nothing I want more.”

11:33 AM

They made it to the estate right on schedule, careful to make sure they avoid Ethan and the groomsmen on their way to the room where they’re getting ready. Though, if Gen were being honest, she was silently praying they would run into them. Just so she could catch even the tiniest glance of Ethan. 

But it won’t be much longer now, all that’s left is to get in her dress and take the bridal party photos before she makes her way to the spot where she and Ethan will have their private first look. 

“Genny, do you wanna open your wedding present from Ethan now or after you put the dress on?” Natalie calls as she enters the bedroom, coming back from exchanging gifts with the best man. 

“Do it after, we should get her dressed now. Since most of you will need to head down to the ceremony space soon.” Hanna, their wedding planner, chimes in. Head buried in her clipboard. “Okay, bride, let’s get you dressed. I’m gonna go check in with the groom.” 

“Will you tell him I can’t wait to see him. Please.” Gen smiles as she takes off her bride robe. 

“Of course.” Hanna winks as she leaves the room. 

“Alright, Mrs. Ramsey. Let’s get you dressed. We’ll go into the ensuite so we can do a whole big reveal for everyone.” Natalie grabs her arm, along with their mother’s and Sienna’s, dragging them into the bathroom. 

It takes longer than she anticipated to get into her blush pink dress, their photographer having them pause a few times for different shots of Marie helping tie the ribbons on the back. She hopes Ethan loves the dress as much as she does, and matches whatever image he has in his head of her in all her bridal glory.  

“Oh, Genny, you look gorgeous.” Marie smiles through tears, hand over her heart. “My baby girl is a bride.” 

“Mom, no crying!” Natalie and Gen yell at the same time, both chocking back their own tears. 

“I’m sorry. You just looks so perfect and grown up. Okay let’s show your friends.” Marie opens the door, stepping out first. “You girls ready?” 

“Yes!” Her friends all yell, excitedly. 

“Here she is.” Natalie and Sienna straighten the small train of her dress as Gen steps out of the bathroom. 

The room erupts in reactions, screams and aws and everything in between. 

“Gen, you look amazing.” Kyra sniffles, patting her eyes with a tissue. 

“A freakin bride angel.” Jackie does the same, though she tries her best to hide. “You’re gonna knock that man out.” 

1:45 PM

He begins to pace, back and forth across the narrow path. No doubt making their photographer chuckle. 

It’s absolutely ridiculous that he’s still nervous, he’s seen Genevieve at all hours of the day. In every manner of dress, and yet in this moment, just fifteen minutes before the ceremony, it feels like he’s never truly seen her before. 

Ethan wasn’t even this wracked with nerves when they eloped. 

He looks down at his watch again — the one she’d gifted him an hour ago, with an inscription of her handwriting on the inside — feeling his throat tighten with an emotion only Genevieve has been able to make him feel. 

Complete and total happiness. 

“Okay, Ethan, I need you to stop pacing and turn away from the path entrance, so you don’t see her coming.” Their photographer smiles, gentle hand guiding him to the correct spot. 

“This seems pointless.” 

“Trust me, it isn’t.” She steps away, getting into position to take the photo. “Genevieve is going to tap on your shoulder and that will be your cue to turn around.” 

“Right.” Ethan clears his throat, tugging on the lapels of his jacket, anticipation making it feel like his entire body is buzzing. 

He can hear her shoes clicking against the cobblestone, smell her perfume the moment she’s close enough, and then, ever so gently, Gen taps his shoulder. 

“You ready?” She sounds just as riddled with emotion as he feels, and it makes the smile on his face grow. 

Always so perfectly in sync.

“More than.” 

With a breath, Ethan turns around, only to be struck completely motionless. All nerves, all thoughts, leave in the very second his eyes land on his wife. 

She’s never looked more beautiful, standing before him in her wedding dress, her blonde hair in beautiful waves, eyes shining under long lashes, the blue skies and lush garden behind her making her look like an angel. His angel, and his alone.  

“Rookie…” He’s lost his voice, only able to whisper as single tear runs down his cheek. 

“Don’t you dare!” Gen laughs, stepping forward to take his face in her hands. “If you start crying then I’m gonna start crying.” 

“I can’t help it. Christ, look at you.” His hands mirror her own, thumbs tracing her cheekbones and he takes in every inch of her face. “You are the most stunning, perfect, thing I’ve ever seen.” 

“So are you.” She smiles, so bright it could rival the sun.

Ethan shakes his head in disbelief, no longer able to hold back the tears he was fighting to contain. He lets go of her face, hands running down her sides - the lace feeling as delicate and exquisite as the woman wearing it. 

His eyes travel back to her face, noticing the jewels in her ears. “You’re wearing the earrings?” 

One of her hands leaves his face, moving to touch the blue topaz studs he’d gifted her on their engagement anniversary.

“They’re my something blue. I knew the moment you gave them to me that I’d wear them today.” 

“I love you so much.” 

“I love you.” She giggles, arms coming around his neck as she completely steps into his space. “Are you happy? Do I look like you thought I would?”

“Better, G. So much better.” Ethan shakes his head again, leaning down to rest his forehead against hers. “And of course I’m happy. I’ve never been happier in my entire life.” 

“Me, too.” She whispers in the small space between them, pulling back just enough to meet his eyes. “Kiss me quick because I have to go put my veil on so we can get married. Again.” 

He keeps one hand on her waist and the other on her cheek, pulling her in for one last kiss before they finally become husband and wife. 

2:10 PM

She can hear the string quartet begin to play as Ellie with her basket of pedals, and little Ethan with the rings, Natalie and Naveen, and Sienna and Henry make their way down the aisle. It didn’t take as much convincing as Gen thought it would to get Ethan to agree to having Wildest Dreams play as their wedding party, and herself, walk down the aisle. It just felt right, to have something more modern and less traditional than the bridal march. 

“Okay, Genevieve, are you ready?” Hanna whispers, kneeling down to fluff out the skirt of her dress and her veil. 

“More than.” Gen smiles, eyes already filled with tears as she steps towards the aisle. 

She sees their guests stand, right before her eyes meet Ethan’s. And in that moment, everything else fades away. The birds chirping, the music playing, the whispers from their guests, they all disappearing leaving just she and Ethan.

“Hi.” Gen whispers as she makes it to the alter, handing Natalie her bouquet as a tear escapes down her cheek. Her chest tight with a myriad of emotions. 

“Hi.” He smiles, wider than he ever has before, as a few tears of his own travel down his face. 

She doesn’t hesitate, reaching forward to wipe them away. Just has she had in Paris all those months ago. 

“Dearly beloved, we meet here today to witness a divine ceremony: the union of Ethan Jonah Ramsey and Genevieve Rose McClure.” Their officiant begins, his words echoing in the garden. “Ethan and Genevieve, you have come here today to mark the beginning of what would be and also to celebrate what already is. For it is a truth your marriage already exists.

In your everyday moments together, you’ve had many conversations about hopes, promises, past hurts, dreams, values and fears. You said I love you, shared adventures, made confessions and perhaps even had an argument or two. You’ve told each other your stories, parts of which you had never revealed to anyone else.

What emerged from these conversations was the making of a covenant. A bond of commitment that is uniquely yours. And so you are here today because you said to one another ‘I love you, I will be here for you when you are hurting and when I am hurting, I will not leave.’ 

The marriage is complete. All that is left is the wedding, which is the public declaration of your love. Today you will legally become that of which you already are emotionally, a husband and wife.” 

They share a smile, both remembering Paris, and the certificate of marriage that’s hidden in the safe of their home office. But what their officiant had said was true, she has been his wife, and Ethan her husband, for a long time. Even before their secret elopement.

She was his wife, in his heart, when Ethan had asked her to move in while in Miami last year, when he placed her engagement ring on her finger. She became his entire world, and he hers, long before they ever dreamed of marriage. 

And here they were now, years later, standing in front of their family and friends, declaring to the world the truth that has been there all along. 

“Ethan and Genevieve, as you learn to live together as one, you will encounter many challenges that will help you grow as one. Spend time doing the things that make your lives precious. Cooperate with one another, always take time to laugh together, and never lose appreciation for the love that you both share.

There will be challenges in your lives, but the strength of your bond will offer you protection against life’s difficulties. Always make your relationship your priority, and continue to nurture one another.” 

Every hardship they’ve faced flashes before their eyes, every fight and struggle. Every instance was a challenge that their love had overcome, and every time they came out the other side stronger than before. 

Because they were meant to be – inevitable. 

“This is your time to declare an everlasting love to each other. To make a vow. Which is not a noun, but a verb. It is what you will do for each other forever, in this moment and wherever life takes you. 

Know that this is what truly matters; your love and promises to one another. 

Ethan and Genevieve, have written their own vows: and I invite you, both, to face another and express your sacred vows to each other in the presence of your family and friends. Ethan, you may start”. 

He clears his throat, reaching into the pocket of his tux to grab the small booklet, with His Vows embossed on the front, that Genevieve had given him months ago. “Rookie, three years ago, you asked me what I thought about marriage, we weren’t together and it was just a question, but my answer then was what I firmly believed. That it made no sense to me, that a love like that could never and would ever exist. But then, I fell in love with you and my mind had changed. I know now that my once jaded and broken heart was simply waiting for you. For your smile, your patience, your terrible jokes and infectious laugh, your never ending support and belief in me, and every ounce of love that you carry in your heart. You are the proof that true love exists and the only reason I’m standing at this altar today.” 

Ethan takes a breath, reaching to take his wife’s hand. The need to be connected with her in this moment, overwhelming. 

“My life changed when you barreled into it like a hurricane. Knocking down every wall I had built and showing me the beauty of life that I was missing. And I can’t imagine, nor do I want to spend the rest of my life without you. So, today, I promise to give you the support and patience that you’ve given me and never take you for granted. I promise to be your safe place to land and your shoulder to lean on. I promise to never roll my eyes at a Taylor Swift song ever again. But most of all, Rookie, I promise to love you with everything I have and continue to be the man you deserve, every day for the rest of our lives.” 

She didn’t think anything could top the vows he made in Paris, but he’d proven her wrong. His words now bring tears to her eyes, making her heart skip a beat. Getting lost in his ocean blue eyes as he looks at her like she’s the eighth wonder of the world. 

Their love silently echoing through the gardens as it would in the halls of hospital where they met. 

“Genevieve, it is now time for your vows.”

“Right.” She tears her eyes away from Ethan’s, turning to get her own book from Natalie. 

She has to wipe a tear away before she even begins, taking a deep breath to try and quell her emotions. “Ethan, before I even knew you, you changed my life. Your book set me on a path to becoming the best doctor I could be. When I finally met you in person, my life changed again. You challenged me, fought for me and with me, gave me the space to heal and become the person I always wanted to be. And because of that, I was able to be open to love again. But, I didn’t fall in love with you, I walked into our love. One small step every day, forming a true friendship. The foundation to a love I never knew could exist. One that I know will transcend time because I will always fight for you and protect you, the way you have done for me. I will always love you and care for you, the way you have with me. I will be your partner, your home, the person at your side through thick and thin. I will make sure you achieve every dream you have, just as you’ve helped me achieve mine.” 

Gen takes a deep breath, looking up from her vows and into the eyes of her husband. Her anchor in moments like this when she feels overwhelmed and lost in the chaos of her emotions. 

“Someone told me once that I was a fool for thinking I could have my own fairytale kind of love, and I believed them until you. Until you kissed me on a Miami balcony, and put me first, and showed me that Prince Charmings truly did exist. Although this, today, isn’t our happy ending, but rather our happy beginning. The beginning of our new life together, as husband and wife. The life I always dreamed of. I love you, Ethan, now and always. I can’t wait to make all of my other dreams come true with you.” 

There isn’t a dry eye by the time she’s finished, every guest and bridesmaid and groomsmen is sniffling back tears. Even the groom himself, wipes away more tears before doing the same for her. 

“If you could now join hands.” Their officiant clears his throat, turning the page of his script, smiling as Ethan takes Gen’s hands, bringing them up to his lips to delicately kiss her knuckles. 

“Ethan, do you take Genevieve to be your lawfully wedded wife? Do you promise to honor her growth and freedom as well as your own? To cherish and protect her, to love her unconditionally, in sickness and in health, and embrace her in times of challenge as well as in times of joy?”

“I do.” He doesn’t take his eyes off her, his smile soft as his thumb rubs the back of her hand. 

“Genevieve, do you take Ethan to be your lawfully wedded husband? Do you promise to honor his growth and freedom as well as your own? To cherish and protect him, to love him unconditionally, in sickness and in health, and embrace him in times of challenge as well as in times of joy?” 

“I do.” She smiles through the tears, squeezing Ethan’s hands. 

“Now it’s time to exchange your rings. The circle formed by each ring is a symbol of your love and eternal commitment to one another. Let these rings always remind you of the promises you have made to each other here today. 

Ethan, you will go first. Please repeat after me as you place the ring on Genevieve’s hand. ‘Genevieve, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love, commitment, and the vows we have made to each other. With this ring, I thee wed’.” 

He turns to take Gen’s wedding band from little Ethan, winking at the boy before straightening and looking deeply into his wife’s eyes. 

“Genevieve Rose, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love, commitment, and the vows we have made to each other.” Gently, he slides the ring onto her finger, never taking his eyes off her. “With this ring, I thee wed.”

“Genevieve, its your turn. Repeat after me as you place the ring on Ethan’s hand. ‘Ethan, I give you this ring as a symbol of my love, commitment, and the vows we have made to each other. With this ring, I thee wed’.” 

She giggles, as little Ethan rushes over to hand her Ethan’s wedding band, mouthing a quiet thank you as she stands to once again face her husband. “Ethan Jonah Ramsey, I give you this ring as a symbols of my love, commitment, and the vows we have made to each other.” Gen slides the band onto Ethan’s finger, flashes of their secret wedding in Paris come across her mind. “With this ring, I thee wed.” 

“You have agreed to love each other forever by these vows, these rings, and the joining of your hands. And so, by the power vested in me, by the state of Massachusetts, I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Ethan, you may kiss the bride.” 

They rush towards each other with lightninging speed, his arms coming around her waist as hers wrap around his neck. Their lips meeting in a familiar dance as Ethan lifts her off the ground. 

Just as the world had faded away when she walked down the aisle, it does again as they kiss. Like the universe had known what this moment meant to them both and prolonged it for as long as it could. 

Gently, Ethan places her back on the cobblestone, resting his forehead against her as they smile through tears of joy. 

It had taken them years to get here, but they’d finally made it to their happily ever after. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great honor that I officially present to you, for the first time, Dr and Dr Ethan and Genevieve Ramsey.”

A/N: Get ready to party in the last chapter! Cause these babies are MARRIED AF. 

Also I’m sorry if this isn’t the best, I don’t hate it right? But I don’t like it... I feel like I haven’t gotten all my mojo back yet. But also I feel like this series is so long that I lost my steam and that’s why I hate most of the last few chapters.... I don’t know. Any else who’s done a long series know what I mean? 

(Tagging Separately) 

[commanderfloppy]

Kudo fidgets with one of his sleeves. "Tori. I'm going to ask a potentially...self-incriminating question.

How did your courtship of Tybalt begin? How does one...woo a charr?"

“Oh OOHHHHH, yeah no worries dude I will answer all your curious questions (that you ask for no reason other than curiosity).

For the first question, honestly I have no clue when it started but I must’ve been pretty good at it to land such an amazing husband <3”

*The sound of Tybalt choking in the back* 

“I think I maybe started flirting with him as early as our first whispers missions, that or it was after I came back from Claw Island and started to remember shit again.” 

“It was the whisper’s missions, Flopps said we were ‘almost unbearable’ back then.”

“Ah right, well question answered! (reminds me though I should send her a letter..)” 

“Now onto the next question.”

So first things first, anything ‘interspecies’ can be a little harder. Lu- Your prospective partner might not know you’re into them, so you gotta be ready to drop some ‘subtle hints’ that you’re into big horned cats.” 

“Subtle? You told me you couldn’t be a separatist because you were ‘too horny’” 

“Yeah it was a joke, and you still didn’t get it!” 

“Anyways once you establish some baseline attraction here are my general tips:

Genuine compliments, seriously they don’t get much of these in the Fahar, tell her how amazing she is or how good she is at something, you can even do this as a counter to any put downs.

Speak to them in a very low voice when you want them to listen… or I guess in your case maybe a high voice? I don’t know your vocal range but, charr ears aren’t exactly made for mid-range frequencies so try to stay out of them if you don’t want confusion. 

Mutual Grooming! Their fur needs a lot of attention (It’s like as bad as my hair), and it can be hard to find someone to help with grooming when you’re out on missions and stuff. So offer to help brush their fur, and get all those hard to reach places!  

“OH wait one quick warning though.”

“Tori wait I don’t want to relive that moment-” 

“Hush I am trying to spare her from what you went through!  Anyways, while It really depends on the Charr some of them have this uhh…spot on their backs, just a little above their tail. Don’t scratch it, unless you’re uhm already dating..and even then it might be a little…” 

“I think he gets the point Tori.” *They are both blushing with embarrassment* 

"Anyways that's part of a whole 'nother set of questions that you can ask once you uhh...get to that part of the relationship."

[commanderfloppy]

from the pairing ask game-

How would each reconcile with each other after a fight? for any one or two pairs u want to talk about!

Thanks for the ask! I’ll give you a Tori & Tybalt answer!: 

I don’t think they have serious fights that often, but when they do it’s usually because someone (*Cough* Tori *Cough*) is being a bit too reckless or something. It doesn’t usually take them that long to reconcile, usually Tori is first to apologize often with a ‘yeah ok I was stupid’ or ‘I wasn’t really thinking, sorry’ some kind of hug probably goes along with it. 

Ok I kind of also want to answer a little for Laurence & Wakeland (Bc they live rent free in my brain).

Wakeland belongs to @kralkatorrik Hope I don’t butcher him <3

I don’t think these two fight that often either, but less because of lack of disagreements and more because they probably tiptoe around stuff more (noble upbringing, social niceties kind of stuff). 

But when they do have a full blown disagreement it can be a lot because Wakeland is incredibly stubborn and Laurence is incredibly persistent. I think the biggest disagreement they have is on the fact that Wakeland doesn’t feed, Laurence thinks it’s fine so long as no one is getting seriously hurt (I mean come on I’m a walking bag of blood and magic, you can have a snack I don’t mind!), and Wakeland absolutely refuses to feed no matter what (for reasons that Laurence doesn’t know). 

They kind of have an agree to disagree thing on it, Laurence respects her holding so true to principles, but he wishes it didn’t come at the price of her health (Babygirl you have fainted 5 times this week, it is Tuesday)

[commanderfloppy]

Tag 9 people you’d like to know better!

Thanks for the tag @commander-gloryforge I'll do my best to answer! <3

Three Ships: I definitely ship things sometimes but my mind has gone completely blank so uhh I guess my OC ships then. Uhh Rocolink has been living in my mind rent free, Tori and Tyb is always a good one (Oc x cannon ships <3) and uhm. GOd honestly whatever is going on between Laurence and Faren also gets me

2. Last Song: I probably listened to some weird meme song on Youtube more recently, but going off my phone music Jump Over Yourself from the TWEWY soundtrack

3. Last Movie: I think it was this Christmas movie with my family.

It was a pretty regular normal Christmas film, though me and my sister couldn't stop laughing at the fact that the male love interest looked a lot like our old history teacher

4. Currently Reading: God I wish I could read... (The oc lore inside my brain)

5. Currently Watching: Just finished Centaurworld yesterday, I cried.

6. Currently Consuming: Ice water. (I had a granola bar earlier)

7. Currently Craving: More food, maybe some curry, artistic inspiration to work on portfolio stuff, executive function.

Tags: Uhh YOU FARE CITIZEN IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN TAGGED BFORE! (I am too anxious to actually tag anyone)

[commanderfloppy]

So I know I was joking about the charr x human = catboy thing but...

I got a little carried away....

His name is Milo and I love he.

[commanderfloppy]

Floppy, Tori and Roccocus for number seven

Thanks for the ask!

I’d probably go to a museum with Roccocus, I think they’d be the most interested in that and be happiest in the most quiet setting. So long as it’s not like…a war museum. Then I don’t think that he’d be happy.

I think I’d go to a party with Tori because as interesting as a wedding may get with her, I don’t think I’d want to deal with someone being so out there (my anxiety couldn’t take it). So I’d party with Tori and probably have a lot of fun.

That leaves going to a wedding with Floppy, she’d definitely be proper for the most part but I bet she’d still have fun when it was reception time.

Also maybe this is cheating but when I imagine going to a wedding with her I imagine it being Tori’s wedding, so they’re there too..

[commanderfloppy]

Silly/soft Tori x Tyb hc time!

While they do use normal pet names like 'babe' and 'honey', they have a running joke/competition to come up with ridiculous (Usually apple themed) pet names for each other and just use them in conversation.

Which leads to people hearing them say things like

"My sweet apple blossom"

"of course, my tender honeycrisp"

"what is it? my warm apple pie."

"thank you, my gracious gala"

"well aren't you a flirtatious fuji?"