#TouchStarved mc

[anonymous-eggy]

Az has a really funny way of showing he's having a great time. A deep scowl is his idea of a smile, and Leander has learned as much. He takes pride in knowing his lover's mixed up, usually indecipherable, body language

[alluviia-writes]

NOISY NIGHT ,,

Leader x gn!reader Rating: T Type: Short Fluff Word Count: <1k [ See bottom for A/N and notes ]

Prologue: You're a tired fella, Leander comes to the rescue

"I'm asking you to trust me"

"Yeah of course." you twisted your body on the bed, wrinkling the sheets even more. It was full night, the ruckus outside the Wet Wick still loud and clear. You, unable to sleep, had started to think about your first day in Eridia. In particular, the time spent with Leander.

"I'm asking you to trust me," you repeated, his words echoing in your mind and cutting trough the unpleasant background noise. Was he really trustworthy? During your life you learned not to trust anyone, the closest people you had ended up leaving you in the same wastes you almost died in. "Fucking Leander," your eyes hurt.

"If you ever need a break from all of this, come to me".

Again, his words not yours. "Is it too early to ask for help?" you whispered to yourself, "is it too early to trust?" You scoffed, "of course it is, stupid."

1 AM. Eyes open. Limbs twitching. Sore ears. "Fuck this." You grunted. In order to feel comfortable you unbandaged your arms and hands, took off most of Kuras' clothes leaving you in your pants and the loose shirt. "The bartender should've had just knocked me out flat," you slowly sat on the bed, your consciousness hazed by tiredness along with that incredibly strong drink you had earlier.

As you made your way out of your room, you noticed that the tavern was full. Not like before but the fact that there was no place to sit nor stand and the counter said it all. The wooden floor was warm, not sure how given the weather but you found it pleasant. "Noisy bastards." You leaned on the wood railing, scanning the room only for your eyes to land on none other than the man of the hour, Leander, serving drinks.

Were you staring at him? Yes. Did you find him interesting and attractive? Yes, wait.

Your cheeks flushed at the thought, you quickly covered them with your cold hands. "Truth to be told, no one I met today was ugly," you told yourself. But despite everything, could you let your guard down?

"Y/n!" A familiar voice shouted from under you. "Can't sleep? Want me to sing to you or brew you something worth a knock out?" Leander... "Your Bloodhounds are noisy." You smiled. "Cut them some slack," he started walking up the stairs, "they've been working hard," he reached out for your shoulder, probably to rest on it, but stopped right over it, giving it a pat.

"So how are you-" your legs trembled and you almost lost balance due to the lack of rest, "ah careful," Leander wrapped one of his arms around you. "Let's get you to bed."

He guided you to your room, holding your hand. Your bare hand. It made you giddy. "There you go, rest up y/n," he smiled, helping you on the bed. "Wait," you held on his wrist with slight pressure, "stay." You whispered. "Please." Your brows knitted as his raised, Leander's face was crimson red, "oh y/n," his gaze softened. "Who am I to deny you company?" he intertwined his fingers with yours and took a seat on the edge of the bed, your head on his lap and your hands gently linked.

:

You cracked on eye open, sunlight filtering trough the window. You looked up and saw Leander, he never left. His eyes were closed, chest rising and falling calmly.

You wondered how he stayed comfortable the whole night, despite his back resting against the bed frame and his legs dangling from the mattress. One of his hands in yours and the other on your head, fingers laced in your hair.

You stared at his relaxed face, his dark circles prominent, his lips slightly parted. With your free hand you delicately reached out for his face, like the previous night... you were scared, no doubt. You trembled as you hovered his lips, "just a stroke" you thought.

"Good morning," a deep voice broke the silence and before you could pull away a calloused hand embraced yours, bringing his lips closer, leaving a soft kiss on your palm.

"Ah..." you face reddened still looking up at him from his lap. "Oh, my apologies," he looked away, with his cheeks now pink and his mouth curled in a grin. "I got too ahead of myself," he helped you up and stood beside. "I enjoyed our night, you must've been really tired, you never woke up." He smiled. "You didn't sleep?" You questioned. "Ah... about that, it's one of my many struggles," he giggled, "mh, thank you for staying with me, I don't know what came to me when-" ⏤ "whenever you want y/n" his smile seemed genuine, it made you feel warm.

"Now, I'll leave you to your morning routine while I follow mine." He shortly bowed, his hand leaving yours. "See you later..." you whispered, his warmth lingering on your body as the day started.

:

A voice reached your ears as you were walking near the Senobium, "If it isn't y/n," ⏤ "Hello Vere, Ais." You smiled at them and they returned it. "Care to join us for a walk?" Vere cooed stretching his arms, "they let me roam a few hours, shame." He smirked, "better than nothing," Ais joined. "What do you say Sparrow? Coming with us?" His eyes met yours. "It's gonna be fun~" the fox winked as you rolled your eyes, "sure why not." Hopefully you wouldn't end up drunk and wasted by the evening. But frankly, if that led to Leander taking care of you again, you didn't mind.

But even so... was Leander really the man he seemed to be?

A/N: Short fanfiction for the man of the hour

Notes: none

⎼ Alluviia Dividers by @cafekitsune

[vinaxxo]

shut

ref below /// I forgot ais’ scar and vidian’s hair charm oops

[ineed-to-sleep]

Sorry I just noticed some glasses at his clinic and lost my mind a little bit

[captain--miracle]

hands-on scientific approach 👁️

Something about Kuras × alchemist!mc (Lovelyn in my case). Don't give a scientist material they cannot comprehend

Other versions without the text are under the cut

>:3

[riotcat103]

smth I thought of while watching mistress Isabelle brooks 🙏

[chickennnnuggets]

From "Anastasia"

[rinalllin]

Just another fragile angel heart,

fallin' down on lead wings, torn apart

And the words beneath my skin,

the ink that you put in

[lulliza1224]

I had this thought for a while, but MC's scars look almost exactly like that japanese Kintsugi art of repairing ceramic pots/vases, could be intentional maybe?

A friend of mine @portsandstars mentioned the idea of maybe MC's hands being broken (metaphorically or not), with their golden scars being what holds everything together. Anyways I didn't think too hard about it, I want to see what the community thinks about this idea/theory :D

[angeloferidia]

Hey girl, I deliver more ts textposts upon thee

[lenaffin]

Devil on her shoulder

[luckyarchivist]

Funniest thing for me about the TS MC is that they've never heard the saying "still waters run deep."

Just b/c it made me wonder what other common sayings they've never heard.

Leander: I hope I can help you learn your way around! You must feel like a fish out of water in Eridia. MC: The city's not so bad I feel like I'm choking to death, Leander. Leander: That's...not quite what I meant?

Here's another one:

Mhin: I found a way into the Senobium. If I'm being honest, it feels too good to be true, but I'm not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. MC: Is...giving horses as gifts common where you're from? Mhin: What.

Wait, one more, one more:

Ais: Little birdie told me you broke into the Senobium last night. MC: You can talk to birds? Ais: I'm talkin' to you, aren't I, sparrow?

[ineed-to-sleep]

Spent my saturday at home and I couldn't stop thinking touchstarved thoughts 😔

[ariawins]

Wowza look at me creating *another* sona. I'll make a proper character sheet with the games artstyle later on :3 Her name is Élaine and she really likes Kuras, he makes her feel safe... She's a mycologist and likes to gift her favorite people the cute looking mushrooms she finds

[wrathomantic]

I need so desperately for this game to be released. I am not mentally well

I’m very happy with this piece, I think it looks more like Mhin than the birthday art I did of them did.

Also shout out to Vermilionsun for the Mhin headcannons they posted at the beginning of this month that single handedly brought me out of my art block. Something about the idea of being in Mhin’s lap really healed me.

Below the cut is the lineart of both Mhin and the background chair because I accidentally spent way too much time on it for it to be 95% covered in the actual drawing.

Its a spot the reference puzzle, have fun

[nd0zhr]

i had a dream where the touchstarved mc was a literal sparrow and it was something like this