#alchemy x the lakes

[chloe-or-sam-or-sophia-or-marcus]

I haven't come around in so long but I'm making a come back to where I belong -> and I'm setting off, but not without my muse, no not without y o u

[mochinomnoms]

say you can't sleep, baby, I know

NSFW!Trey x Reader

Synopsis

You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? You're trying to rile him up, right? He's supposed to be the responsible, big brother of Heartslabyul, he tries so hard. So, so hard to stay out of trouble and have a normal day-to-day life. Trey used to pride himself on his levelheadedness and restraint, but that all went out the window into a swan dive into the lake when he saw you in his bed in that damn one-piece. “Happy Birthday Trey~”

[wc} - 5,258

[cw/tags] - afab!gn!reader (im sorry folks it's all i know how to write still), NRC is a university in this, domesticity kink, birthday sex, breeding kink (sue me), oral (giving & receiving), trey can be a little mean as a treat

[notes] - i apologize for the person i've become after seeing trey's new b-day card. it does things to me and this is 100% self-indulgent for me. also, tried to use very neutral descriptors for reader so tell me how that went and if it reads well! lastly, the outfit the reader wears is based on sabrina carpenter's outfits from her short n' sweet tour, specifically the baby doll one!

Written while listening to “Espresso” by Sabrina Carpenter, I recommend listening to it while reading :)

Let’s consider exactly the type of person Trey is.

Ever since he’s started school at NRC, he’s always taken a bit of a parental role in Heartslabyul, even before he became vice housewarden. Even Cater would joke about it when they first became friends:

“You’re, like, a total big bro! O-M-G, no! You’re like a dad friend! I’m totes willing to bet that the incoming freshmen are gonna slip up! Call you Dad or something!”

Evidently, when Riddle came into the picture and Trey was appointed his vice, Cater was proven right. He didn’t mind it too much, despite what others might think. 

He liked the familiarity of it, being the oldest at home, it translated well into his position at Heartslabyul, and it came with the added bonus of being able to minimize any chaos that arose. 

That was his main goal, especially with Riddle’s temper during his freshman and at the beginning of his sophomore year. Honestly, he had phenomenal conflict resolution skills, and he just wanted to make his life as easy as possible. 

Everyone at this school liked to make that difficult, though, especially the freshmen of this year.

“Oh fu—I mean sh—dam—fuc—shi—FIDDLESTICKS!”

“Dude, just say fuck, why you gotta say the corniest shit—OW—Treyyy! Deuce hit me!”

Deuce had a guilty look on his face as Trey looked up from his notebook to raise a brow at the two.

“W-well, Ace cussed, so he has to put money in the swear jar!”

“Aw what! Come on Trey!” Ace whined, shoving Deuce’s face to the side as the latter grunted and started pulling at his cheeks and arm. “Riddle’s not here, he’ll never know, so I don’t gotta! Don’t make me!”

Trey simply smirked and gestured to the jar on the fireplace mantle, helpfully available to everyone in the lounge. 

“You know the rules, bud, two thaurmarks for the f-bomb and a .50 cent for the other.”

Ace tossed his head back and groaned, begrudgingly dragging himself over to the jar as he dug around his pocket for change.

“Don’t be rude to your father, Ace.” A few giggles and snorts vibrated amongst the small group studying in the lounge as you wagged a finger at Ace, Grim squinting angrily at the book in your lap. 

Your lips quivered as you hid a laugh, jokingly chastising the ginger. 

“No need to be a brat.”

Trey had to withhold a snort at that comment, rich coming from you. He knew better than anyone that you could be as much of a brat as you were another parental figure.

“Oh ha-ha, very funny, Prefect. What, does that make you, Mom or Dad 2?” Ace stuck his tongue out at you as you grinned and focused back on Grim. 

“Okay Grimmy, so remember, what alchemy recipes need mandrake root?”

Watching from the corner of his eye, Trey watched fondly as you murmured soft words to Grim. It reminded him of his Mom talking to his siblings after a nightmare, or of his Dad after one of them would get hurt in the kitchen. 

Soft, soothing, parental. You’d make an excellent parent one day. 

Trey felt himself get warm at the thought, adjusting himself in his seat and looking back at his musicology notes. He couldn’t sing very well, but he can memorize notes, and that’s what the upcoming exam was focused on. 

That’s what he needed to focus on, not the way you cradled Grim against you like a parent with their child. Focus on his alchemy flashcards, and not the way you cleaned up the mess on the table so you could bring everyone a tray of snacks he’d prepared earlier that day. Focus on the history textbook in front of him, and not the way you cleaned up the lounge as it got later and later.

It wasn’t fair. It was so unfair how well you fell into the role. Cleaning and humming, one of his spare aprons on you as you wiped down the tables of crumbs and stacked a pile of dishes. It was unfair how sweetly you murmured to the few remaining students, and told them to go to bed and rest up. 

They obliged, probably half asleep at this rate, since it was an hour until midnight. Ace and Deuce had retired a while ago, the latter leaning on the former as they haphazardly stumbled to their room. 

Riddle had dropped by after his housewarden meeting, satisfied by the study group, but ultimately stuck to his very strict evening routine. 

Now it was just you two. Even Grim had been tugged along with Ace and Deuce earlier, not unlike a rag doll slung over their shoulders. 

“Trey? Honey, when are you going to sleep? It’s almost midnight.” His eyes fluttered tiredly as he felt your hands slide over his shoulders and a kiss pressed against his temple.

He felt warm again, heat pooling in his belly. You were so unfair. 

“You should go to bed soon, come on, I’ll take care of you.”

He can think of a few ways you could ‘take care’ of him. 

“It’s fine, why don’t you get Grim and head back to Ramshackle? Curfew is in 30 minutes, you know?”

You rolled your eyes, sighing into his ear, making a tingle go down his spine.

“Okay, but please go to bed soon? I left you a little birthday surprise in your bedroom~”

Trey perked up at that, eyeing your mischievous grin as you waved your fingers goodbye, going down the hallway to the dorms to grab Grim.

To be honest, he’d forgotten that his birthday was tomorrow, he’d been so focused on his midterms that it just slipped his mind. Well, he can’t say he’s not excited to see what you got him, especially since you’d been not too subtly probing him for preferences.

He groaned, running his hands over his face and sighing, heavy and exhausted.

“Ugh, just a bit more and I’ll retire for the night.” Trey reassured himself, eyes straining as he looked between the books in front of him. 

The words on the papers blurred after a bit, the sound of the grandclock lulling him further into sleep, his head nodding off until a ping from his phone started him awake.

It was Cater, his Magicam user popping up on his screen. 

cay-cay_diamond: hbd trey!! 🥳🎉🎉🎉grats on being an old man now!

Blinking at the clock, Trey realized that it was now a few minutes past midnight, so it was technically his birthday. He’s lucky that Riddle followed his own sleep schedule so rigorously, or else he’d be getting a scolding for breaking curfew.

luckyclover: Old? I’m only like 4 months older than you cay-cay_diamond: yeah. old. cay-cay_diamond: anyways! enjoy the gift in ur room!!! i helped (name) pick out the wrapping 😘😘😘

Trey hummed, a small smile on his face as he imagined the two of you bickering over wrapping paper and messily wrapping up a box with a bow. You did seem very excited for him to find it earlier, maybe you two picked something out together. 

He was curious on what exactly you got him and why you hadn’t waited to give it to him at his actual birthday party. And why did you need Cater to help you…you’d always shoo him away when he’d tried helping you with gifts for other’s birthdays. 

Stacking his books into his left hand and walking towards the junior dorm rooms, Trey looked at his phone as it pinged again. 

cay-cay_diamond: on that topic thooo…u should rly go 2 ur room and get ur present! the poor thing! they’ve been w8ing very patiently 4 u~ luckyclover: Waiting? (Name)??? cay-cay_diamond: 🤭��😉

Trey sighed, shaking his head and tucking his phone away and digging out his room keys. It was times like these, deep into the night, when he was thankful for having his own room. He felt a bit bad now, you probably fell asleep in his bed waiting for him. 

Though, the thought of you clutching one of his pillows, maybe in one of his sweaters to keep warm, made him smile. Then he could come in, gently take your clothes and shoes off to get you more comfortable, and dress down himself to slip in right behind you.

As he finally managed to get to his room, he heard shuffling as he turned the keys. Trey smirked, noticing that only his rose lamp remained on, and all the drapes to his canopy were now closed. 

He could just barely make out the shadow of you moving behind them, hearing you gasp and the bed squeak, making him let out a soft laugh under his breath.

“You’re breaking curfew, you should be asleep you know? You're such a troublemaker sometimes.” Trey teased you as placed his books on his desk, tossing his hat onto its stand and slipping his shoes off to throw them into his wardrobe and grab his slippers. 

He yawned, the late night really starting to sink into his body as he started undressing, his jacket and vest getting hung back up in the closet as he worked on his sash and unbuttoning his pants.  

“Only like a third of the time!” You whined, the bed softly squeaking as you followed his movements behind the canopy. “Besides, I really wanted to give you your present. Don’t you want to unwrap me?”

Trey paused at the purr in your voice, narrowing his gaze as he saw your hand ever so slightly move the curtain at the end of the bed to peek at him. You were still mostly shrouded in darkness, but there was a very soft glow coming from inside the canopy, so he could just barely make out your mischievous smile.

Though, you quickly frowned, eyeing him up and down out of concern. 

“Not if you’re too tired though, you have bags under your eyes, Trey. Do you just wanna go to sleep?”

Giving you a weary smile, Trey finally tossed his sash to the side and reached for the curtains, pushing them to the side to finally take a look at your “mysterious” present. 

“In a bit, let me see what you got me…”

Trey’s breath hitched, he suddenly felt very wide awake as his eyes roamed up and down your body. 

From the corner of his eye, he could see that you set up string lights along the top of the canopy for ambiance, making you look like you were almost glowing. Though it wasn’t that that made him lose his voice. 

You were sitting on the edge of his bed with your legs curled underneath you, dressed in the most darling sage-green, sheer baby doll dress. The dress's puffy sleeves and hem were lacy, matching the lace on the stockings. 

Holy shit you were wearing stockings.

“Ha, I wanted to surprise you, I thought you could use a stress reliever.”

You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

“I should’ve realized that you’d be tired from studying for midterms, sorry.”

You're trying to rile him up, right?

“But, still, do you like it? I wrapped myself up just for you~”

He's supposed to be the responsible, big brother of Heartslabyul, he tries so hard. So, so hard to stay out of trouble and have a normal day-to-day life. To behave.

“In any case,” You shifted onto your knees, the dress splitting in the middle, the only thing keeping it together being a small bow at the base of your neck, revealing the lack of undergarments, just your bare skin underneath. “Even if you’re too tired and just want to sleep, I just wanted to say…”

Trey leaned in as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in, batting your eyelashes and ghosting your lips over his with a teasing smile. Your hands caressed the back of his neck, a thumb rubbing soothing circles, making him melt. 

“Happy Birthday Trey~”

It’s now that he noticed that you even added a gloss to your lips, and he could smell the warm perfume on your neck as you pressed your lips to his, tongue swiping over his mouth, asking for permission to enter. Obliging, Trey sighed into the kiss and tangled his tongue with yours, his hands slipping underneath the baby doll and squeezing at your waist.

He really should go to sleep. He has to wake up early for the party. He has to dress in his birthday robes. He has to make sure that the others don’t burn down the kitchen or damage his expensive bakeware as they made his cake. 

But the way your skin felt under his gloved hands, skin meeting skin, lace, skin, and lace again.

How could he be expected to sleep now?

Trey used to pride himself on his level headedness and restraint, but that all went out the window into a swan dive into the lake when he saw you in his bed in that damn one-piece.

Humming in delight against your mouth, Trey slid his hands down, as you curled into his body in response, and squeezed at the fat of your thighs before picking you up. 

A yelp left your mouth as he picked you up and tossed you up the bed, pulling off his shirt and tossing it behind him as he crawled on top of you.

His tongue darted out to wet his lips as he saw the way the dress fell open to expose your body, your chest moving up and down as you watched him with a giddy smile. 

“Oh! I guess you’re not that tired—ah!”

You gasped as Trey grabbed your calves, tugging you up to place the back of your knees on his shoulders. He leaned in to press a chaste kiss to your right thigh, smirking against the lace. 

“I was tired. I should be asleep,” Trey murmured against your stocking laced skin, pressing kisses as he went farther and farther down. “Resting—kiss—Up—kiss—but no.”

He gave you a half-hearted glare, which you responded with a smile and lacing your hands through his hair as he pressed another kiss to the bend where your thigh met your sex. 

“You broke curfew, you wanted to keep me up with your little ‘present’, you know I’d get in trouble for hiding you out in my room.”

Trey gave you a bite on your thigh, groaning as he felt your hands tighten in his hair, moving back to press a soothing kiss to the mark he left.

“Are you trying to get me in trouble? Throw me in the doghouse?”  “Cause I’ll make sure you come right with me, after a little taste of my birthday treat.”

The same time he ran his tongue up your sex, Trey could feel you shiver and pull on his hair as he ate you feverishly, like a man starved from food or water for ages. 

“Mmm! Trey!” You threw your head back, bringing one hand up to slam a hand over your mouth to muffle your cries, the walls here weren’t known to be sound-proof. 

He should probably care a bit more, especially when you let out a particularly high-pitched squeal as his tongue began fucking into your hole. 

“Trey! Oooh, Trey~” 

Bringing a finger to join his tongue, Trey smiled against your skin as you squeezed your thighs around his head, using his free hand to push his pants and underwear down to palm at his dick. 

“Trey—aaaah—wait, let me—mmph—Honey—” You let out a shuddering gasp, pulling his head up from your sex. Trey locked eyes with you, leaning into the hand you slid down to cup his cheek and caress his lower lips, wiping the slick and drool from the corner of his mouth.

“Yes? Honey?” Removing his hand from inside you to cover your own hand and kiss your palm, Trey smiled and hummed, “I like that, you know, reminds me of a husband coming home to his spouse.”

Pressing kisses up your body, soft and tingly, up your neck, and back to your lips where they belonged.

“Hmm, I really like the sound of that, (Name) Clover.” You murmured against his lips, smiling as you wrapped a leg around his waist to bring his dick closer to your sex, rubbing against him as you both sighed into each other’s mouths. 

“Is that what you want? You want me to be a cute little spouse? Dress up in a cute apron? Greet you when you come home from work?”

So focused on the softness of your lips and the wetness sliding against his dick, Trey didn’t even notice you twisting your body to turn him onto his back, the back of his head hitting the back of his pillows as you sat on top with a cheeky grin. 

“Hm? How would my husband want me to welcome him home? A hug? A kiss? Mm, what about…me?” Trey watched you with flushed cheeks as you kissed down his body, mimicking his earlier actions as you helped him tug off the rest of his clothes. 

“Oh, how nice it would be for you to come back to a warm, clean home with a spouse…” Looking up at him through your eyelashes and giving him a kitten lick to his tip. “...ready to give soft wet holes for you to fill~”

Giving him a vision into that sweet, sweet future, you swallowed his tip, down his shaft, and started sucking. 

“Haaah—”

Trey lolled his head back into his pillow, letting out a breathless moan as you bobbed your head up and down his length, your hand working the rest that didn’t fit into your mouth. 

“Fuuuuck. That does sound nice—mmh!” Reaching his hand down, you immediately took one of your hands to lace it with his, squeezing it as you hummed around his cock. 

“My lovely spouse—nnnngh—their pretty mouth—unnnh—soft holes—aaaah—all for me to come home to every day, what a dream~”

A particularly harsh suck made Trey arch his back and squeeze your hand harder, a giggle vibrating his dick as you pulled off. 

“Hehe, is this your way of proposing? Kinda dirty to do it with your dick on my mouth.” You giggled, pressing kisses and quick licks along his shaft. 

“That’s okay though, you and I both know that deep down, you’re a bit of a pervert. Right?”

Trey scoffed, tugging you up with a bemused smile. “Yeah? How can you tell? Thought I hid that pretty well.”

A soft laugh escaping you, you held both of his hands, bringing them up to press kisses on his knuckles, making the green-haired man sigh fondly. 

“The way you look at me sometimes, like you’re undressing me. It makes me feel all warm and tingly, especially when I piss you off.”

Both of you let out a breathless moan as your wetness rubbed against his hard dick, grinding against one another as the tip occasionally caught against your hole, making you shiver. 

“Is it bad that sometimes I wanna get you mad so you’ll fuck me real mean? Is it bad that I want you to use me? To fuck your stress out with me?”

A lump forming in his throat, Trey let go of your hands to pull at the string holding your flimsy baby doll together. Eyes half lidded, he pushed the fabric off your shoulders, watching it pool at your elbows as you placed your hands on his chest to steady yourself as your grinding turned into vigorous humping against him, making you both gasp in pleasure. 

“Ooh, Trey, honey, baby, hubby~ Won’t you use me? Be a little mean? Pleeeease? Fuck me, fill me up like I know you want! Pleeeeease Trey? Pretty, pretty please?”

Lips smashed against yours as Trey bolted up, groaning into your mouth as he grabbed your hips in an almost painful grip. 

He picked you up once again, throwing you on all fours, covers tangling against your knees and hands, as he ripped your dress off and tossed it. 

Trey’s left hand placed itself on your hip, while his right pushed down on your back, following up your spine to the base of your neck where he pushed you down to shove your face into the sheets, forcing you into a doggy pose.

“So you do like getting me in trouble, little brat. Fine, I’ll be mean.” 

Trey lined his dick against your throbbing hole, leaning down to press a tender kiss to your ear and moving the hand on your neck to wove with your right, squeezing it reassuringly. 

“Squeeze three times if you need me to stop, otherwise, I’m going to fuck that brain right out of your pretty little head, since you don’t seem to be wanting to use it.”

In one, swift move, Trey slammed his hips to your ass, sinking nearly half his length into your warm, waiting hole. 

“FUCK! YES—MMMPH” Burying your face into the sheets to muffle your cries, Trey did the same into your shoulder, shivering at your tightness around him. 

Setting a rhythm, hips smacking into your ass, Trey worked the rest of his cock into you until he could hear the smack of your ass against his hips, the sound echoing with the creak of the bed.

Your tightness around him was heavenly, as was the sight of you sinking further into the bed and arching your ass to sloppily meet his thrusts. Straightening again, bending your arm back so that your hands could remain intertwined.

His left hand caressed your back and the fat of your behind, before bringing it down in a harsh slap to your ass, making you yelp and squeeze his hand in a vice grip, though you also tightened around his cock. 

Rubbing a soothing circle against the reddening skin, slowed his thrusts, making you whine and push against him. 

“Haaah, that okay? Feel good?” Trey murmured, smiling at the frantic nod and wiggle against him. “Want me to keep going?”

“Mmmph... yessshh... mmmore, mmmore... pleeeashh, honey~” Your sounds were muffled as you bit into the blanket, getting higher and higher as he obliged, not one to deny you after all. 

Every other thrust was met with a slap to one cheek, then the other, the skin turning redder and redder with his handprints marking you. The harder he went, the more and more slack you went, until he was eventually just fucking you like his personal toy. 

Though, you did offer yourself as his present, didn’t you? So it was only fair that he got to use his present as he wished, and right now, he wanted to feel you cumming around him. 

Ceasing his smacks, making you whine, Trey instead melded his body against yours, the weight both overwhelming and comforting, as his left hand instead moved to your sex to rub you to completion. 

Trey watched as you gasped for breath, completely burying your head into the bed to muffled your screams as you came around him, trembling and squeezing him. 

The feeling of your walls pulsating around his shaft was becoming dangerously addicting, and he was very greedy for more of that. 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck! I’m so close! You can give me another one, right?”

Slipping his arms around your waist and pulling you up, Trey adjusted you so that you sat on his dick, kissing the side of your neck for reassurance as he let go of your hand to quickly slide his arms under your knees. 

From all his years of tossing bags of flour and sugar, from kneading dough, from all the labor he’s done as a baker, picking you up was like child’s play. 

Folding your knees up to your chest so he could hold you, back flush to his chest, was nothing for him. Everything for you, though, your over sensitive hole squeezing down on him again.  

“FUCK! I caaame! Treytreytreytrey—” You dug a hand into his arm, tossing your head back and lolling your tongue out with a dumb, drooly smile on your lips. 

“A-almost there—nngh—just squeeze if I need to stop—I’m so close~”

Smashing his lips against yours for an open mouth, wet kiss, Trey pounded faster into you, determined to feel your walls pulsate again, this time as he filled your insides up like one of his pastries. 

Then, an awful, perverted thought filled his head, like a devil was whispering in his ear. 

Why doesn’t he fill them up with his kids? Don’t stop until his cum is drooling out of their hole, and go again to make up for the lost seed. He already wants them to be his spouse, why not add a few little ones to that picture?

Trey was losing any bit of restraint that he may have had as he was now determined to fullfill his fantasy. Even if you couldn’t do it, magic made anything here possible, and right now is good practice anyway.

“I’m—aaaahhh—I’m gonna come inside, okay? Fill you up, yeah?”

Digging your nails into his skin, you nodded against his mouth and whined. 

“Yessssss! Fill me up! Inside! Gimme a baby Trey! I wanna make you a daaaaddy~”

Squeezing your legs further against your chest, Trey pounded faster and faster, trembling as he reached close and closer to his peak. 

Warmth flooded his body, tingles, and he swears sparks, flying over his skin as he felt you clamp down on him for a third time. 

Your voice squealed higher and higher, any previous attempt to be quiet for naught as you practically screamed.

Trey shuddered as he finally came, cum flooding your warm insides as you went limp in his arms. 

Panting for air, both of you remained still for a minute, the bed feeling stuffy with the curtains still closed. After another minute, Trey pulled you up and off of him, shaky as his now limp dick left your warm, comfortable embrace.

Doing his best to gently place you on the bed, Trey let out a breathless laugh as you collapsed on the bed like a rag doll, blinking your eyes tiredly at the ceiling of the canopy. 

“Haah, sorry, I went too hard there, huh?”

You shook your head, giving him a tired smile and reaching a hand for him, which he took and brought up to kiss. 

“It was good, really, good. You liked your present?”

Snorting and nodding, Trey carefully scooped you up to move your head onto the pillows and gently roll off your garter stocking, thumbs rubbing soothing circles as he did. 

“Yeah, I did. Come on, let me get you a shirt.”

You whined as he pulled away, exhaustion starting to steep into him as he tied back the curtains to the canopy to let the stuffiness out. Trey picked up the baby doll he’d tossed earlier, placing it into his wardrobe drawer as he dug out a shirt and sweatpants for himself and a shirt for you.

As he closed the drawer, he noticed your backpack hidden underneath it, digging in it to grab you some underwear. You had packed a pair of pajamas, apparently, but…he’d rather see you in his clothes. 

“Hmm, honey? Come to bed…” You whined, hands reaching out for him impatiently as he slipped on his clothes, crawling over to you and helping you slip your underwear and his shirt on. 

“I’m here, I’m here.”

Trey slowly blinked, eyelids heavy as he scoop you up to place you two under the covers, the soft mattress making him practically become one with the bed and you as you nestled into his chest. 

Your legs tangled with his as Trey wrapped his arms around you and tucked your head under his chin. He could feel fatigue and sleep quickly taking over him as your voice vibrated against his chest, soft and sleepy. 

“Happy birthday honey, I—yawn—love…you…”

A different kind of warmth, soft and sweet, filled him as he squeezed you tighter against him, murmuring back. 

“I love you too…”

*Riiiing* *Riiiiiiiing* *Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing*

An irritating, loud noise filled Trey’s ears as he groaned, half-awake as he turned over to smack his hand on his phone, silencing the alarm. 

“Aah…Noisy…hhggh.” Trey groaned, rolling over, careful to not crush you under him to blindly reach for his glasses. 

“Glasses…glasses…ah..”

Plastic and glass finally under his palm, Trey slipped his glasses on his face, ultimately throwing himself back into bed next to you, who’d begun shifting awake.

“Mmm, honey?” 

Grunting in response, Trey threw an arm over his eyes, irritated at the sun seeping through the window into his eyes. 

“Early…”

You chuckled, a yawn escaping you as you decided to move closer and slip a hand under his shirt to rub at his chest, pressing kisses into his neck as well. 

“You’re so grumpy in the morning. Come on, you've got a big day ahead.”

“…Ugh, I do?”

Snorting at his response, Trey grunted as he felt you move, peaking under his arm to see you resting on your elbow. You had puffy, dark circles under your eyes from the little sleep you managed to get. 

“Birthdays are a pretty big deal, right?” Smiling at him, Trey squinted an eye and groaned, squeezing his eyes shut in protest.

“Ugggh, yeah…”

Hearing you hum, Trey groaned in surprise as he felt you straddle his waist and caress his neck and cheeks, making him remove his arm to blink up at you. 

Your hair was a tangled mess, sticking up in all sorts of places. The bags under your eyes more noticeable under the night. His shirt dwarfed you. You were a hot mess, all things considered. 

He probably wouldn’t say it out loud, with how cute you were last night, but he thinks you look most beautiful like this. Better than any frilly, skimpy, or tight outfit.

“Come on, Birthday Boy, want me to give you a little pick me up?”

Kissing him with a smile, Trey moaned into the lazy, sloppy morning kiss, tilting his head back as you pressed kissed down his neck, deciding to work on leaving a love bite at the nape of his neck.

Trey’s phone chimed, making him sigh as he reached for it, letting you continue your love bites and kisses, 

Squinting at the few messages, it seemed like a few of his friends and classmates were already sending him birthday wishes. Though, a message from Cater made him blot up, a sudden shock of alertness running down his spine. 

“Ah! Trey, what is it?”

cay-cay_diamond: morning!! happy bday 2 the bday boi again! thought i let u no tht u owe me a favor, had 2 cast a silencing spell on ur roum last nite. totes ruined my beauty sleep! cay-cay_diamond: also i know u got ur lil cutie 2 distract ya, but liek dont b l8 2 ur bday breakfast, grimmy might eat it!

“Shit, we were too loud, Cater had to cast a silencing spell on the room.”

You made an ‘oh’ shape with your mouth, giving Trey an apologetic smile. 

“Sorry, but at least you enjoyed it, right?”

Trey smiled, more awake now, and nodded, sharing a sweet kiss with you. 

“Definitely. You might have to consider making your go-to gift for now on, it’s gotta be my favorite one I’ve ever gotten.”

He solidified that statement with one more, firm, assuring kiss with you, before having to leave your sweet dream into the real world. 

At least he could have one part of that dream with him at his side from now on: you. 

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☀︎︎ Luke Castellan x reader

a collection of short stories all tying together

majority can be read as stand-alones..

☼ moodboards…

- luke’s moodboard

- readers moodboard

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➾ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂��.. You show Luke what it means to be loved and to give love.

➾ Fluff, Apollo reader, mutual pining, eventual relationship, canon divergent (luke does not betray anyone because it hurt me too much to write that.)

✵ prologue

Slow motion love potion - Luke Castellan has returned from his quest, but he refuses to see anyone. Too bad you’ve been assigned to watch over him.

✵ PART ONE

About you - You discover just how accident prone Luke Castellan is.

I keep these longings locked - You discover just how flirtatious Luke really is.

The sweetest torture - You discover jealousy.

When you know, you know - You discover these feelings probably won’t just go away.

Foolish Lovers game - You discover that Luke does remember that night.

The Alchemy - You discover that everyone at camp can tell. Everyone except for Luke.

In a world of boys (he’s a gentleman) - You discover just how easy it is to make an Ares kid angry. (And Luke looks really good when he’s bloody.)

Let the light in (Luke POV) - Luke discovers the three times he denied his feelings for you, and the one time he accepted them.

Deep fears that the world would divide us - You discover Luke’s anger towards the Gods, and maybe your own hidden anger as well.

Secret Moments in a crowded room - You discover that maybe your feelings aren’t just your own.

Is it cool that I said all that? - You discover just how hard it is to keep a secret. Good thing Percy Jackson has a big mouth.

✵ THE IN-BETWEEN

Can I go where you go? - You discover that you want Luke to come home with you every year.

Hold on to the Memories (Luke POV) - Luke discovers that maybe Christmas isn’t all that bad.

✵ PART TWO

This is me trying - You discover just how stressful things really are as The Apollo Cabins head counselor.

Meet me in the Afterglow - You discover just how much you don’t deserve Luke.

The Lakes - You discover that you enjoy the quietness that comes with love.

The Albatross - You discover that you don’t like the newest camp arrival all that much.

Is it casual now? - You discover jealousy. Again.

You’re losing me - You discover that Eliza has a lot to say.

Sad, Beautiful, Tragic - You discover that Luke deserves better.

How did it end? - You discover that gossip spreads around camp way too quickly.

Loss Of My Life - You discover that seeing Luke around camp might be more than you can bare.

We Were Happy - You discover that while the kids may have good intentions, you will always get burned.

Hits Different - You discover that drinking while in the midst of a breakup is never a good idea.

Forever Winter (Luke POV) - Luke discovers just how hard it is to let you go.

You All Over Me - You discover why there is a no maiming rule.

Timeless - You discover that maybe you were enough for Luke after all.

You are in love - You discover forever.

[vipwinnie]

“ It’s always been you “

Theodore Nott x reader

Summary : you thought he loved you, and ultimately you were right

You always had a big crush on Théodore. And to your greatest happiness, the alchemy happened with him. You quickly became friends sharing the same interests, and your relationship has only evolved over the years. You had become so close that you could easily pass for a couple.

It was a gentle autumn morning; you had accompanied theodore to get ingredients for a potion. You were on your way back, walking near the lake.

“What a lovely place for a walk, isn't it?” he said, looking out over the peaceful lake.

“Yes, it’s really beautiful here. I really appreciate this peace and quiet.” you replied.

“Me too, it’s like time stops. By the way, you look really beautiful today. “he added

"Thank you, you are very kind. You know, I really enjoy our time together.” you said staring at theodore's face with starry eyes.

“I too, really enjoy every moment spent with you. You’re different from other girls, you know?”

"Really ? How so ?"you asked.

“You are unique, special. I feel really good in your presence. I can not help thinking of you."

“Oh, I feel the same way. You knew how to touch a sensitive chord in me. I’m so happy to be with you.”you said, with the biggest smile on your face.

“It’s amazing how much we are on the same page. I feel like I can share anything with you.”

“I feel so close to you too. It’s like we have a special connection.”

You hadn't noticed that he had stopped walking, looking you straight in the eyes. Stopping yourself, you look him in the eyes. Their eyes met, a shy smile appearing on their lips. Their faces moved closer and closer, their breaths mingling delicately. Everything seemed to freeze around them, the entire world disappearing in a suspended moment. You've been waiting for this moment for so long. But when you think that your lips are finally going to touch each other. But suddenly, Theodore stepped back. You didn't understand.

“I have potions class in 5 minutes, I really should go” he said, walking further away without giving you one last look as if you didn’t exist.

You stood there alone, only the sounds of the lake could be heard. You were lost, the more you thought, the more the tears came. What did you do wrong? Did he hate you? You shouldn't lose faith .

The next time you saw him that day, Theodore's last class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. As usual, you were waiting for Theodore to come out, you were waiting for him leaning against a wall. You saw him come out, so you went to meet him. You took a deep breath and gathered all your courage to go to meet him. Your heartbeat speeds up as you get closer to him.

But when you approach Theodore, he seems to completely ignore you. He doesn't even look you in the eye, as if you were invisible. Your heart breaks into a thousand pieces at this very moment. You feel devastated and humiliated. Tears begin to slowly fall down your cheeks as you hurry back to the dorms. You take refuge in your room, closing the door behind you. Sitting on your bed, you lament to yourself, wondering what you did wrong to deserve such rejection. Thoughts swirl in your mind. You remember every moment you spent with Theodore, analyzing every interaction, searching for answers to your pain.

You wonder if you misinterpreted his signals or if you were just naive to believe that he could feel the same attraction as you. Sadness invades you, your sobs turn into a silent cry of despair. You feel alone, misunderstood and hurt. The questions loop through your head, questioning your own worth and attractiveness. That evening you went to bed, with tears in your eyes. Your sister took a really big hit today.

The next morning, you wake up with a rush of excitement in your heart, knowing that you will soon join the others for breakfast. You secretly hope to meet the eyes of your crush, Theodore. Yesterday, he completely ignored you, but you ignore this disappointment and remain optimistic. Entering the common room, you look for him, but he is nowhere in sight. You feel a slight disappointment, but you refuse to let it ruin your day. You greet your friends and sit down at a table, ready to enjoy this friendly moment. As you start to chat with your friend Pansy, you suddenly hear Theodore scratch his throat. Your heart races with hope. Will he finally speak to you? But instead, he announces in an unsteady voice that he must go back to the dormitories.

You are stunned, unable to understand why he is acting this way. A sadness invades your being as you see him walk away without even glancing at you. You feel rejected and hurt, wondering what you could have done wrong to deserve such treatment. Tears threaten to fall, but you hold back, not wanting to show your vulnerability to others.

You feel lost, unable to understand why Theodore treats you like this. You question your actions, looking for answers in the smallest details of your relationship. Maybe it's your fault? Maybe you're not interesting or attractive enough for him? Theodore's strange behavior doesn't go unnoticed by the rest of your friends either.

“What happened with Theodore? We noticed that he completely ignored you. Draco asked you.

“Yes, I don’t understand his behavior at all. I thought everything was fine between us, but he avoided me and left without saying a word.”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure there’s an explanation. It's not normal for him to ignore you like this. He really cares about you, I know that.” reassured you Blaise who was still swallowing his breakfast”

"Exactly. Theodore is a good person and I am convinced that he would never want to deliberately hurt you. He must have a valid reason for his behavior.” Draco continued.

“But it still hurts me. I feel like I've done something wrong or that I'm insignificant to him.” you say

“No, don't think that. You are an incredible person and you deserve someone who treats you with respect and love. Theodore needs to talk to you and explain to you what's really going on." he continued.

"Exactly. Maybe he's going through something difficult right now and he doesn't know how to tell you. You know how he is. But know that this is in no way your fault.” Draco continued in turn.

"Thanks guys. “ you said even if you weren’t really convinced.

Later in the day you tried to find him so you could finally talk to him. As you headed towards his dorms, you saw him in one of the hallways, sitting on the bench with a girl. They seemed to be laughing and chatting, as if they were best friends .

Reality hit me hard. You felt betrayed, devastated. Tears begin to flow down your cheeks, your legs weaken under the weight of pain. You wanted to run away, to escape this scene that was breaking your heart. Without thinking, you started running, your sobs muffling his cries of despair. You walked through the park, feeling lost, betrayed and abandoned. But to your surprise, you heard footsteps behind you. It was Theodore following you, his eyes full of worry and confusion. He called out to you, trying to catch up with you. You stop, turning your tear-stained face towards him.

He approached you, his voice trembling with emotion. He asked you what was wrong, why you had run away in such a hurry.

But you didn't want to hear these words, so you tried it all, you kissed him. His lips pressed against yours suddenly in a sweet kiss, triggering an explosion of emotions in your heart. His hands squeeze with yours tenderly, your lips moving in perfect harmony. It was a kiss filled with passion.

As your lips slowly part, you keep your eyes closed, trying to hold in this magical moment. You can feel the smile on his face, the happiness shining in his eyes. The world gradually regains its colors, and you open your eyes to look once again into the gaze of the one who has just stolen your breath. Theodore approaches you hesitantly, his heart heavy with remorse.

He kissed you back: it was definitely the best day of your life. But I thought you didn't love me? You pushed me away so many times" you say with tears in your eyes.

He kneels in front of you, taking your hands in his. “I’m so sorry…” he whispers, his voice trembling. "I ignored your feelings because I was afraid of mine. I didn't know how to deal with them, so I thought that by keeping you at a distance, I could bury them."

Tears continue to stream down the girl's face as she listens to his words. "But why? Why be afraid of your feelings?", you asked, trying to understand. Theodore gently wipes away the tears streaming down the girl's cheeks.

"Because I simply love you. I was afraid of what that meant, of the vulnerability that it entailed. I was a coward in ignoring myself and I'm so sorry for making you suffer. "

You stared at Theodore, your eyes red and swollen with tears. Despite his pain, you could see the sincerity in his eyes. "I...I feel the same way. I have feelings for you too, but I was afraid to tell you. I thought you didn't feel anything for me."you said.

Theodore gently caresses your cheeks, a shy smile appears on your face. "I'm sorry I was so blind...

You didn't let him finish, interrupting him with another fiery kiss showing all your love for him.

[delicrieux]

𝑻𝑰𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑫, 6. year one note: september 2nd, the summons

pairing for this chapter—f!lestrange!reader x regulus black warnings for this chapter—none word count—2.1k

whatever did happen at slughorn’s honorary tea party? well…

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you would have preferred to change into something a bit more fitting for a tea party, but the invitation came too sudden. it was just you and regulus, wrung out from the day’s activities – the new classes and itineraries and so many faces to remember and attach names to – en route to the library (by regulus’ request, he had been quite adamant at starting charms homework early) when you were collected and brought the same winding steps down to the dungeons.

you’d think the air be warm and smelling of mould and torch-light smoke, but no. it’s surprisingly dry, if not a bit heavy, bending under the weight of the castle and the black lake. you follow. the professor says his hellos to passing slytherin students. regulus, a step behind you, remains equally as silent.

the office you are cordially ushered in is small for a professor of such distinguished rank. there’s a low ceiling and a homey atmosphere, a plush couch in deep, smoky velvet with gilded edges, a mahogany table, an impressive amount of trinkets and pictures in the cabinet, a few portraits and landscapes and old tomes with latin titles: the elixir compendium: ancient brews and potent potions, alchemy through the ages: secrets of the master potioneers, witchcraft and wizardry: a guide to mystical mixtures.

tea’s already steaming and waiting. beside the cups, a delicious display of biscuits and caramels in flowery china.

“there we are,” professor slughorn says, closing the door. regulus and you take a seat, backs straight and hands folded neatly on your laps. one, however, seems much less at ease, “there we are. what a joy, i must say, to have so many bright students this year.”

the professor takes a seat on an armchair to face you both. his eyes jump between you and regulus. when he takes his tea, you do, too.

“i know it must be too soon to tell, but how are you finding hogwarts?” he settles on regulus first.

there’s a slight pause and an answer given to the tea, “very big, sir.”

“ah,” slughorn intones, “indeed, a marvel of creation. can be quite difficult to navigate. sometimes i stumble the wrong way and discover a room unseen, even after all these years. always up to something, this castle. as if alive itself,” his gaze drifts to you, “and you, miss lestrange? what are the impressions?”

medieval. the truth has a bitter tinge.

what comes out is more polite, “sheer wonder, sir. a bit of homesickness as well, but surely passes away the first few months, does it not?"

“of course, of course! as is to be expected anywhere, but i'm absolutely certain you’ll grow to love it very much over your stay,” there is a gleam of pride, a private whisper of, "very bright, indeed, you two. you'll both excel in all your studies." before he is reaching for a biscuit with the poise of a natural socialite.

regulus frowns but accepts the complement and bites into the sugar glaze of his own treat.

"i recall, you know, your father, mister black. orion was quite a rising name in the duelling club back in the day," a wave of the biscuit, and the memories, "no one, till this day, i bet, could beat him. not without paying a visit to the hospital wing."

regulus looks slightly up from under his lashes. professor slughorn perseveres with an affable smile.

a raised finger, "excelled in defence against the dark arts. wonderful wandwork, though i was quite, if you pardon my candour, miffed that he didn't take to potions as much. top of his class, but his passions laid elsewhere. your mother, though, walburga, oh, a delight to the heart," slughorn, overcome with remembrance, rubs a thumb over the stitching on his robe, "simply splendid. always a joy to have in class – a talented witch and diligent student. well-versed in potion making and never shied away from a difficult task."

"thank you, sir," is offered stiffly and sincerely, if somewhat unwillingly.

"the only one ever to come close to beat her title as top of class was your own mother, miss lestrange," he doesn't notice the glance that passes between you and your cousin, "you are very much like her. laurelle. a spitting image, in fact," there's a strange wistfulness in his eye as he regards you, a tone just a tad softer, "an exceptional young woman."

it could have been anyone – the sentiment could apply to a countless number of things, but...

no one speaks much of your mother, and she doesn't speak at all. hearing anything on a figure whom had faded into an invisible character is strangely foreign. like a freshly cut bruise.

"thank you, sir," you say, not sure how to respond to such a tender sentiment, "everyone says we're much alike."

"then no doubt you possess her talent for runes and arithmacy. her and walburga, always a competition between them, i recall. a bit of friendly rivalry in class. but walburga, i fear, didn't possess laurelle's talent for astronomy or the gift for divination."

there's a slight pause at the mention of the last word, where everything seems to halt. the world itself, under your feet, eases motion. the sugar cube held between your tweezers plops into your cup with a splash a bit too loud.

"and your father," slughron glosses over it quickly but gracefully, "a natural at transfiguration. one of the toughest subjects at hogwarts, if i do say so myself, besides potions, that is," you feel regulus' gaze burn the side of your face, "rodolphus, too, enjoyed transfiguration very much. yes, a very gifted boy."

rabastan mustn’t be talented at much since he isn't mentioned. you expected it, though it feels like a slight injustice.

"here," slughorn stands and retrieves a picture in a pretty gold frame before presenting it to you and regulus, "our winter social of 1946."

in the picture is slughorn himself and his illustrious slug club. there's a 17 year old orion black, handsome, carefree, a slight mischievous twinkle in his eye, not a line of stress etched in his features. you and regulus spot your mothers instantly. walburga softer in the face, the harsh lines not yet present. a modest smile, one regulus mimics unconsciously faced with her likeness. and there's laurelle, your mother, in the front beside slughorn, gazing past the camera to the great beyond.

a beauty. startling in sight, like a painting slightly crooked.

there's father, too, seeming very jovial beside his prewett cousins.

"timon and orion," slughorn continues, pilfering another picture from the cabinet. he gives it to regulus, as you hold the other, "were on the slytherin quidditch team. very good ones, too. orion was seeker and timon beater, a fine fit for their temperaments. are you interested in quidditch, dear boy?"

regulus, finally, comes alive. there's a fervour now, the topic far more exciting than that of house points and exams.

"yes, sir. my brother didn’t allow me to go out and train with him, though. said i'm too young," he doesn't complain, simply recounts with disappointment.

slughorn laughs, "yes, well, sirius cannot stop you now, can he? if you're interested, do talk to young aster fauns. he's the captain of our team. i'm certain he'll be delighted to let you practice before trying out for the team next year. hogwarts is, after all, a great place for adventures, and nothing is more thrilling than an afternoon out in the skies," slughorn's finger wiggle, "best believe it was me, and dear orestes carrow, who first hang-glided off the west tower."

regulus grins then. really grins, a lovely sight. a shadow of orion's, in the picture held before.

slughorn tacks on, "with some friends, naturally. of course, now, of course. safe to say that no one is attempting hang-gliding these days. and you shan't either," he wags a finger, though good-naturedly, "both of you, know i have eyes and ears everywhere. i shall be the first to hear of it."

you return to inspecting the treasure in your hands. the eight members of the slug club stand in formalwear, perfectly fitted. the air is lighter, smiles a little more wide. even for an animated picture, they stay respectably still besides the odd laugh and wandering, playful eyes.

laurelle, particularly, doesn't move, or blink, or breathe. there's a half smile painted on her lips, an almost faint sadness around the edges of her eyes.

she must've been ill by then. so young, a seventh year. a brilliant, albeit tragic star, the scintillating crown of the lestranges. a jewel so precious father chose a foreign last name.

"any classes you are excited for in particular?" slughorn inquires.

regulus starts but keeps a sensible eye, "all of them, sir."

a chortle. he sounds amused, not doubtful, at the wide-eyed, unhesitating declaration.

"and you, miss lestrange?"

you lift your head from the picture. you wonder if you shall grow into her features like rabastan grew into father's, "runes, sir."

"a marvellous subject. tremendously difficult, but i do not doubt your potency for it, dear girl. you'll excel. are you familiar at all?"

regulus turns at attention. the portraits, too, seem intrigued and tilt an ear. you tell the truth, "i know the alphabet. the runic charts in the library at home, though, are very complicated."

"your mother's handiwork, most probably," his lips crinkle upward, eyes scrunched kindly, "many would disagree, but a runic chart is often very subjective. like any other language, the flow and transition depends greatly on the speaker. laurelle was, is still, no doubt, an exceptional translator. have you attempted to read them?"

you glance at regulus, as if unsure. his expression is inscrutable.

"a little, sir," you hesitate again before continuing, "but i can't translate everything. i'd be much more comfortable using a rune dictionary."

"like the best of them, you've inherited your mother's talent."

something remains unsaid, but you feel it in the air around you. bending under the weight.

"well, i shan't keep you longer," slughorn says, setting down his tea, "the hour grows late and you have classes in the morning."

you all stand. regulus collects the photos and returns them to their owner. the others remain in the picture frames on the cabinets. there are too many to take in and you're curious, perhaps a touch greedy, to drink the sight of laurelle lestrange while offered the leisure.

"but, before you go," slughorn calls when you're at the door, "may i have a word, dear girl? only a moment."

you look to regulus, who does, too, and raises a brow. slughorn nods reassuringly, his hand reaching forward, ready to push the knob and send him off.

"i'll wait in the corridor," regulus tells you before the closing door obscures him.

the room is silent. slughorn's small eyes dart to the ground before back to you. there's a tentative smile, "a good friend, isn't he? regulus."

"yes, sir," you reply dutifully.

"no doubt, you shall grow to learn what a gift that is in hogwarts. very true friends, those loyal in their heart, are scarce. it's good to have such a person by your side."

"of course, sir."

the atmosphere feels thick again.

"someone you can trust," he emphasizes, but it feels as though what he's saying is going over your head, "that can be dependable," a gentle, careful tone is in his voice, like a question or a plea, "to confide in."

there's a prolonged silence. a shifting in your boots, the pull of the robe over your knees, "i'm sorry, sir. what do you mean?"

his expression falls, like he doesn't wish to elaborate, to explain the unspoken, but, no doubt, you don't fully understand, "not so important, really. a silly worry. an old man's fretting. this is a very difficult thing, being away from home. could result in a deal of… unexpected ways. i recall i could barely sleep the first week. terribly cold up here in winter, and all the unfamiliar voices."

he sounds apologetic. you say politely, "that will certainly ease itself soon, i'm certain. home is not so far, after all, sir."

he smiles, a comforting thing, "indeed. quite true. a splendid perspective, as i expect of you. only, if there was something to ever come up, know that you can confide in me, as you can in young regulus. my ears and heart are always open," it's offered in earnest. you nod, if not a touch stiff, before bowing your head.

when you enter the corridor, you meet regulus with an unchanged face. he's studying the decorations and trinkets lined the walls. portraits, old medals, and ribbons hung.

"what'd he want?" he inquires once you're on your way back to the common room. a glance over the shoulder, though professor slughorn's office is closed and far off already, "nothing, really."

[kocherry]

Blume-ing Relationship

Cyno x GN!Reader

Cyno is really becoming my favorite character so far in the Windblume Festival so I wrote this ♡ Also this is Gender-Neutral Reader insert :>

Tags: Fluff, First Meeting, Pre-Established Relationship, Mutual Crush on First Meet, Horrible Puns

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The Windblume Festival is a season of giving gifts to your loved ones. May it be platonical, familial, or romantic anyone could receive gifts. You always have something to give for platonical and familial gifts. As for romantic... well you don't really hope to receive or give anyone this year.

Despite that you always held that tradition in giving to your Alchemy colleagues that you consider as your friends now. Speaking of them... Sucrose and Albedo are the ones you haven't given their gifts.

Luckily you spot them both but they camping outside the walls of Mondstadt near Cider Lake. They were all in a circle surrounding a campfire with a lot of travelers. It was bad timing anyway, you could see how they were all interacting like they knew each other for a long time.

As much as you wanted to give your presents, the festival won't end today. So you turn your back and as you were about to head to the city, you step on a branch snapping it in half.

"I noticed you were spying on us, who are you?"

The sudden appearance of a tan skin and medium length grey hair gentleman surprised you. His red-orange eyes pierce through your own as if he's looking at you like some sort of predator ready to pounce on his prey. He wore almost nothing but his jackal ears hood. He is on guard to every movement especially to the small boxes on your hands.

"Wait Cyno, that person is our friend." Sucrose panicked since Cyno's whole demeanor changed.

"(Y/N)? What are you doing here? Did you need something?" Albedo asked as he is surprised to have seen you this late in the city.

You didn't face Sucrose and Albedo because you were too busy admiring the features of the man in front of you. He stood a little taller and he is lean. His red orange eyes went from being stern to soft as he realizes his mistake.

"Forgive me I shouldn't have assumed that you were an enemy spying on us." Cyno scratch the back of his hood as he apologizes for his brash actions.

"I-It's okay! Really... I would have done the same and uhm are you from the Akademiya?" You ask because the silver haired man is oddly familiar especially in TCG, many from sumeru used a card of his image. So you wonder if he is the General Mahamatra that they would talk about.

"No. I am Cyno the Adventurer."

Cyno's deadpan tone made you snort, you could tell that he didn't want to be addressed by his official work title.

"Ignore him, he's just on vacation mode. To what do we owe the pleasure of your visit (Y/N)?" A gentlemen dressed in dark reen clothes with fox ears greeted you as his eyes narrowing at his companion in annoyance.

"Oh I came to give this to Albedo and Sucrose, I was about to leave when they seem busy but Cyno suddenly appeared." You held out two boxes for the two alchemist who recited their gratitude towards you.

Tighnari, the fox eared man, elbowed Cyno to at least be courteous and invite you to eat.

"Again, I apologize for..." Cyno handed you out a small bowl of what they were eating. "...Soup-rising you like that."

A collective groan could be heard from that pun. Although it made you laugh, which surprises Cyno himself and his companions.

"I don't mind because you're a DandeCyno."

You gave him a thumbs up replying him with a pun that you also thought about. Then Cyno seems to be surprised at the joke you just made. Maybe he didn't get it... "You know like a Dandelion plus Cyno's name. Him suddenly appearing like a wind in front of me!" You explained to make sure everyone got the idea of your pun.

Cyno places a hand over his mouth and lets out a hearty chuckle. There is a small dark blush on his cheeks as he turns to you with a smile. "I'm quite glad to have met someone who shares my sense of humor." He extends his hand and you happily shake it.

"To think someone actually laughed at my flower puns, I think our friendship will definitely blume during the festival." He lets out another pun in his deadpan tone which made it funnier to hear.

"I cecilia hope it would." You reply with a pun as well while winking at him.

"Oh no there's two of them..." Tighnari groans as he puts a hand on his temple.

The others well... they just look like they want to be swallowed by the ground. Only Albedo seems amused and crossed his arms raising an eyebrow towards the two of you.

"Are you going home after giving us these?" Albedo asks while holding out his gift. "Perhaps Cyno could accompany you back since it is quite dangerous to go out at night even if it's festive season." In all honesty the Chief Alchemist is amused by all of these and he wants to see where this would go.

Cyno just nodded at Albedo's suggestion, not even hesitating to oppose. Mainly because he seems to have a feeling that you two would get along. "I don't mind escorting you home (Y/N), besides I think I owe you this much for scaring you earlier." His hood covered the top half of his face as he remembers how intensely intimidating he is earlier.

You met the General Mahamatra and not the Adventurer Cyno. So he does want you to see him in a different way.

"Sure! Plus I want to get to know you more Cyno, you seem really fun to be around." In all honesty, you could handle yourself especially with a vision hanging on your belt.

But you don't mind walking in the night with a handsome fella who shares your love for humor.

Tighnari folded his arms and lets out an amused sigh, "I can't believe you set them up Albedo now we both have to endure their bad puns."

Albedo lets out a soft chuckle, "I think they're pretty funny." Most of them disagreed.

So back to the two of you who were walking towards Springvale.

Cyno notices a familiar box in your bagpack. His eyes brighten up at this and his lips quirk up a smile. "Do you play TCG?" He asks while pointing at your card deck that was seen through a small opening of your bag.

"I definitely do! My colleagues often play it during our free time. Do you want to play sometime?" You ask excitedly but then got embarassed since you don't want to ruin his plans especially when he's from Sumeru. "If you're... up to it I don't really want to intrude your vacation in Mondstadt."

"Aside from accompanying my friends here, the other reason is to commission the talented Calx to design my cardback." Cyno does share the excitement of playing TCG with you. "Having to play TCG with a newly found friend is surely enjoyable this season."

You sigh in relief upon hearing that, it looks like the feeling is mutual. "I can hardly wait for our duel Adventurer Cyno." You elbow him at the side gently then notice that you were already in Springvale. "Oh this is my house, thanks for the walk back."

"You're welcome, as much as I wanted to make a pun... I'll just give this."

In his hand there is an unfamiliar flower, not native from Mondstadt. You saw in books once, a Kalpata Lotus, being placed onto your head. Cyno smiles at you softly and takes a step back, "I figured you might like this particular flower back from my home." He definitely will have to say sorry to Tighnari later for stealing this flower.

When he puts the flower in your hair, his face is incredibly close to yours. You remain quite on the outside while your inner voice is already losing its shit. Despite being flustered, you have to give Cyno a gift back.

After all, equivalent of exchange is a rule in alchemy.

"Wait I think it's unfair that I didn't give you anything." You grabbed his hand before he could take a step back.

"You don't really have to—"

You take a step forward tiptoeing to place a soft kiss on his cheek. "See you tomorrow Cyno." You smile brightly and the blush on your cheeks spread throughout your face.

Cyno stare at you dumbfoundedly as you shut the door close. He place a hand on the spot where you kissed him. The beating of his heart began to thump louder as the smile you gave him is imbued into his mind.

A smile crept up his lips as he turns around wondering how to not make a fool of himself tomorrow.

On the other side of the closed door, you were sitting on the floor placing a hand over your chest. You couldn't believe you already kissed Cyno on the cheek when you just met him. Then again... he seems to he smiling when you did that.

The Windblume Festival is a season of giving gifts to your loved ones. May it be platonical, familial, or romantic anyone could receive gifts. You always have something to give for platonical and familial gifts. As for romantic... you hope Cyno would be the one to happily accept it someday.

[seeminglyranch87]

Taylor & Travis Timeline

May 2024 - Part 1

May 1 - Taylor joined Travis in KC

May 3 - Taylor flies to Paris, France in preparation for the European leg of the Eras Tour

May 4 - Travis attends the Kentucky Derby

Travis purchased a Horseshoe necklace and sipper at the Derby for Taylor - confirmed by the Jeweller on their IG story May 12

May 5 - Travis attends the Miami Grand Prix F1 race as an investor in the Alpine F1 Team

May 8 - Travis on set filming Grotesquerie (x x)

May 9 - Travis shows support as Taylor's guitarist Paul Sidoti looks forward to The Eras Tour European leg beginning...

The Eras Tour, Paris La Defense Arena, Paris France N1

Taylor launches a new look for The Era's Tour including:

Adding "The Tortured Poets Department" to the introduction

New costumes for most eras including Lover, Fearless, Red, Speak Now, Folklore/Evermore, 1989, Midnights,

Altered order of Eras: Lover, Fearless, Red, Speak Now, Reputation, Folklore & Evermore amalgamated, 1989, TTPD, Midnights

Songs have been cut from the set: The Archer, Long Live, The One, The Last Great American Dynasty, Seven, Tis The Damn Season.

The Tortured Poets Department era was added! songs added to the set list: But Daddy I Love Him, So High School, Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? Down Bad, Fortnight, The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived, I Can Do It With a Broken Heart.

Surprise songs: Paris (guitar), loml (piano)

It is later revealed that Travis was watching a livestream of The Eras Tour supporting Taylor whilst filming in L.A. (x) Oct. 2024

May 10 - The Eras Tour, Paris La Defense Arena, Paris France N2

Is it Over Now? x Out of the Woods (guitar), My Boy Only Breaks His Favourite Toys (piano)

Travis likes Louboutin's IG post featuring his girl (x)

May 11 - The Eras Tour, Paris La Defense Arena, Paris France N3

Hey Stephen (guitar) & Maroon (piano)

Taylor Nation post to IG stories commenting on swag surfin', a fan singing "Karma is the guy on the Chiefs!" , and a sneaky snippet of a fan dressed in a Chiefs jersey. Is TN jumping on the Tayvis train????

May 12 - Travis seen out in Paris before show

The Eras Tour, Paris La Defense Arena, Paris France N4

Travis attends with Gigi Hadid, Bradley Cooper, Andrea Swift, Lenny Kravitz & Ross Travis.

As Taylor said “Can you believe it’s the 87th show of the Eras Tour!” ❤️💛

The Alchemy x Treacherous (guitar), Begin Again x Paris (piano)

Tay & Trav - so much PDA!!

Heart eyes, glances, blowing kisses, heart hands and pointing at each other. Travis got to see TTPD era featuring Taylor singing to him in But Daddy I Love Him & So High School for the first time. We also heard once again that "Karma is the guy on the Chiefs"

May 13 - Taylor and Travis papped enjoying a private dinner together at the exclusive Villa Sola Cabiati, on the grounds of the Grand Hotel Tremezzo, Lake Como, Italy (x) and later seen strolling in the evening.

May 15 - New Heights Ep. 90 airs. Travis and Jason discuss the Paris Eras Tour show but do not disclose where in Europe Travis is currently staying (later revealed to be Lake Como, Italy).

As for Taylor's Paris show, Travis gushed that "it was an all-around lovely night."  "I don't know if they're just getting better or if I just keep forgetting how they are. It was electric." 

Go to previous update -> April part 3

Go to next update -> May part 2

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[fandomwriterstuff]

Marauders Era Songfics

These will be a mix of ships and reader insert fics, depending on the song and my mood. All based on Taylor Swift Songs, in order below the break. I'll link them once I post them.

Debut:

Our Song

Fearless:

Hey Stephen

Love Story

The Way I Loved You

The Other Side of the Door

Speak Now:

Back to December

Sparks Fly - poly!marauders x reader

Enchanted

Red:

Treacherous - Sirius x Reader

I Bet You Think About Me

1989:

Blank Space

Style

I Wish You Would

How You Get the Girl

Slut! - Sirius x Remus x Reader

Now That We Don't Talk

Suburban Legends

Reputation:

Don't Blame Me

Delicate

Gorgeous

Dress

Call it What You Want - James x Reader

Lover:

Cruel Summer

The Archer

I Think He Knows

Death by a Thousand Cuts - Remus x Reader

Folklore:

Exile

Seven

Betty - Remus x Sirius x Reader

The Lakes

Evermore:

Ivy

Marjorie

Tis the Damn Season

Midnights:

Midnight Rain

Mastermind

The Tortured Poets Department:

imgonnagetyouback - Sirius Black x Reader

The Bolter

The Black Dog

The Alchemy - James Potter x Reader

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me

But Daddy, I Love Him

The Tortured Poets Department

[froppy-butterflyfan2000]

Who is ivy and what is she like?

Oh! Ivy. She is the daughter of Nigel Thrall and Rose from American Dragon: Jake Long. In the Lunaverse, Rose and Nigel are together, after Jake and Rose broke up out of mutual terms. Rose is hunting down dragon slayers across the globe, while Nigel works in an office in a Magic Ministry for wizards that the World Dragons contacted occasionall, and still help Jake Long from time to time. Ivy try to please her father even through he spend his time working in his office at home or at works. He spend time with his wife. But he does spend time with her, but to disciplined her. He hope that she would become a perfect in his image and follows or at least make a legacy to make the Thrall's name be well-known and proud of. Nigel is protective of Ivy as he lost his other daughter a long time ago. Nigel would sometime have heartfelt moments with her likes take her to an aquarium and camping. I am going to give an king explanation on Ivy Layla Thrall. I am going to warns you, my answer may contain spoilers of @princess-lunalu’s A New Phoenix Rising about Ivy, if she will be introduce in the series though. I do not know when she appear and which chapters she will be in. You have been warn.

Ivy is @princess-lunalu’s Blossom Utonium (PPG) x AJ (Fairly OddParents)’s first daughter, Bea Grey’s friend and a member of Bea’s Liberty League, @princess-lunalu’s Blossom Utonium (PPG) x AJ (Fairly OddParents)’s twin daughter, Destiny Grey’s former mentor in magic, a pupil to @animeclub78’s fanchild of Amity Blight x Luz Noceda x Willow Park (The Owl House), Kinoko Noceda in Plant Magic (preferably the poisonous and predatory plants to expand her usage in Plant Magic, with the exception of Glyph Magic), and @princess-lunalu’s Wonder Woman (DC: Super Hero Girls) and Thor (Marvel)’s daughter, Stella Thorsdottir’s girlfriend. She is also a part of a coven where she interacts with fellow witches in meetings, sabbaths, and in rituals.

She is a magic user, whose prefers to be identify as a witch, rather than a wizard. However she does use wizard’s spells taught by her dad (such as levitating objects and turning stones into gems). Ivy does use her magic to punish bullies. Ivy prefers using Plant Magic, and dabble in dark magic before. Ivy prefers using necrobotany when using dark magic and made a contract with an Earth Underworldian Plant Demon named Willow. Ivy recently learn more about glyph magic from one of the magic teachers in Phoenix Academy, Marcy Boonchuy and Luz Noceda, Kinoko’s mother. Ivy rely on The Green for help, because her magical power alone is not strong enough. Her Plant Magic can thrive in forest. Although, Ivy have been avoiding going to forests for now because of her fear of what is in the forest that is not suppose to be apart of after her traumatic experience of a camp fire incident at Camp Green Lake (cannot tell you further details because it is massive spoilers). Not only that, as a witch, she rely on the faith of higher beings, and she pick The Asgardians. Though some of the gods do not trust her because she is a witch who dabble in dark magic, and because of the Asgardians’ bad blood toward Amora the Enchantress. Which was why Ivy had a rocky and tense start when meeting Stella’s father, Thor. Eventually, he soften up, seeing that Ivy is a good person and cares about Stella’s emotions, and learn the reasons why Stella love Ivy. Other than Plant Magic, Ivy use fireballs spell, create and manipulate portals, use summoning magic, healing magic, potion-making, and bubble Magic. She is even taking up alchemy to expand necrobotany. Her stamina used to be bad and mana drains fast as a result, now her stamina improves. Ivy still have controls over her magic but have less powers, but when stressed, tremendous powers appear.

Ivy can make curries, so far she can make Toast Curry and Sausage Curry. Stella loves eating her Toast Curry.

Since her father taught her magic at a young age, her mother, Rose taught her acrobatic, hand-to-hand combat, and swordsmanship (which she develops at The Themyscira summer camp when she was in an 11th grader, and still honing her swordsmanship with her mom).

Ivy and Bea are best friend from Phoenix Academy for 10 years. They used to go trick-or-treating, hangs out eating noodles at Goh-Rong, having a shopping spree, and going to the spa. Ivy understands that Bea been overwhelm as she try to be the perfect image Blossom wanted and watch as Bea gave up her favorite extra curriculum activities as she barely have free time after giving up her free times which she does not like, until the point she have a mental breakdown. She was always there for her and comfort her. Bea slowly becoming better and changes for the better as she began to bleach and cutted her hair, and gave up a few things Ivy and Bea used to loves to do. But she accepts that…. Because she will do anything for her best friend, even if it means sacrificing her own feelings, self-worth, her reputation and career for Bea, her causes, and Bea’s family. Ivy hide her sadness well, never wanting to bumming Bea out. Making her a valuable asset for Bea and Headmistress Blossom. That is only Ivy’s perspective, my interpretation for her after doing a roleplay with a few members of The Lunaverse Squad on Discord. Please do not bash my friends by sending hate asks, I really do appreciates it. Please do not attack them. It just that Ivy being pressure by others would give her mixed feelings. In their (Bea’s and Blossom’s) perspective, they see her as a trusted ally since Ivy know about Destiny’s secret lineage from her second father. I do hope one day Ivy will explains to Bea and Headmistress Blossom her feelings.

Ivy taught Destiny how to fly on a broom (before Destiny learn how to controls her demon transformation and portal manipulation), finding glyphs, knowledge on the Ley Lines, giving her Latin lessons, potion-making, lesson on familiars, magic detection, a bit of plant magic, summoning magic such as demon summoning and bringing artworks to life. Though, most of the lessons Destiny is given are pointless because Destiny became more powerful and is consider a sorceress because Destiny self-taught herself, thus she is now a sorceress. This cause Ivy to change her lessons multiple times to the point, Destiny doesn’t need her help at all (especially when Destiny have Raven Roth as her mentor and Destiny having a talking and knowledgeable grimoire). A witch teaching her apprentice who wants to be a sorceress is becoming one already. Ivy is also jealous toward Bea’s little sister. After all, sorceresses are more powerful than witches according to the magic class system. It did not stop her from continue her teaching at the end of her mentorship. All Ivy ever wanted was… An apprentice who value her mentor’s teaching and use the skills and knowledges she earn. And after the explosion incident in Phoenix Academy caused by Mammoth, Ivy is bound on a wheelchair, after losing a leg, she stopped teaching Destiny because Destiny wanted Ivy to recover from her injuries after rescuing students that were under the rubbles and undergoes rehabilitation while continuing her education so she won’t repeat and unable to graduate with her friends and girlfriend. So it was all for nothing. Ivy hide this sadness not wanting to make Destiny feels bad. Despite Ivy beating herself for not being the mentor Destiny wanted her to be, she comforts Destiny with her religion struggles, and had done researches on Shinto, kami offerings, the prayers, and rituals to perform for Destiny. She made sure Bea help her little sister, Destiny. I do wanted her to suggest to Destiny to visit Tsunami Grand Shrine of America and the Shinto Shrine in Townsville, or make a kamidana. The purification rituals Destiny perform can purify the evilness within her so she can get better controls of herself being a cambion. That way, she won’t attack her love ones and defend the weaks. Not just that, she can contact kami, divine spirits to guide her when using magic detection.

Okay, I should not be talking about Destiny, it is all about Ivy, even though I am explaining Ivy’s relationship to Destiny as her former mentor, and how she make an impact in Destiny’s life. Anyway… Ivy is a rescuer in The Liberty League, using her portal manipulation/spatial magic and as a healer using her healing magic. Ivy works on the garden in The Liberty League HQ, growing healing herbs and plants use for potions. (She have a green thumb after all. She have a rose garden and a foxglove garden at The Thrall Residence). She desire to be in the frontline more than the backline. However because she is now a wheelchair bound hero, there are people who are worry for her safety.

I hope I answers your question anon. Thanks you for sending me this ask. I really appreciated. Here are artworks of Ivy before she is wheelchair bound. Each made by wonderful artist. First artwork is made by the fabulous @laylaylamode and the second artwork is made by the stunning @princess-lunalu.

[tsuki-sennin]

Okaeri, Sabi-senpai :)

Anyhoo, WOOOOOOOOOO SUPER GOTCHARD

BRO THIS IS SO LIT OH MY GOD

THAT'S WHY HE'S THE GOOOOAT

-Hello, Goat-aro.

-...Oh, that's actually a good pun. I'm gonna hold that in my back pocket.

-Dinosaur~!

-HE'S EATING PEOPLE

-Oh shit, crimbus

-Hoppa pa~! Hoppa pa~!

-Christmas Gotcha!

-Oh fuck, Kudoh

-Oh don't worry Rinne. If you lived in America, you'd see them come up on November 1st.

-Ahhhhh, planning ahead.

-Well, you don't know! Lotsa people love a good peking duck Christmas.

-Renge-oneesan...

-Wanna come eat dinner? :3

-Ohhhhh, I see...

-Day off time~!

-Free the Hopper

-To the lake with us.

-Oh, hey man.

-"The fuck...?"

-Oh god, dinosaurs, it's the revenge of Revice.

-"That kid's really messing you up, huh Rinne-san?"

-Rinne... :(

-Ohhhhh, Hotaro... :(

-You poor kids.

-They're gonna have to deal with X-Rex later too :(

-Oh, now

-Level 10~!

-"Ohhhhh coool! Dinosaurs~! I wanna hug him~!"

-"You'll be hugging his colon in five minutes if you're not careful."

-"Civilization~!"

-Hi Spanner.

-I see the Alchemist Guild is still acting hella sus.

-Sawa

-Oh, you're

-Definitely unrelated, don't mind me little lady.

-I really like your outfit, it's super cute and comfy looking.

-Are we getting rival magazines?

-Cryptozoology~!

-Unfortunately a field littered with pseudoscience and sensationalist television, but definitely no less legitimate a science in the Kamen Rider verse than alchemy.

-Oh hi, Spanner.

-"Come fight me, you vermin."

-"Gladl- wh- hey!"

-"I called dibs~! Remember~?"

-Oh hell yeah, Lachesis Rider.

-I see Dread's power doesn't affect them negatively at all. As expected.

-"Oh no you don't, Kurogane Spanner~!"

-GIRL???????

-...oh man, now I'm completely enamored.

-God, Valvarad's just getting Worfed left and right. ...it's like the second coming of G3.

-...Hikawa, I'm so sorry.

-Oh my god, she blows a kiss.

-"You can keep your shitty wrench sword, we want Kamen Rider's belt."

-The internet is dominated with talks about the Kamen Rider~!

-OH MY GOD, HE ATE HIM

-Cut! Drag! Paste!

-That's our Kamen Rider for you.

-Oh..... a photograph...

-We're Bowser's Inside Story now.

-Literal Vore.

-Ohhh....

-Pops....

-A beautiful dream...

-Okay, while Chemies numbered 1-9 can be forcibly merged by human malice, Level 10 Chemies instead have the capacity to choose what they seek out.

-I wonder if that's how X-Wizard drives the plot in the movie?

-Ohhhh... Sawa-chan...

-Y-you don't know that! He could've gotten eaten by X-Rex and dropped it!

-"What the hell man, no! I'm not gonna lie about my beloved dinosaurs!"

-He was so desperate to keep it together...

-Ohhhhhhh, nooooo, Manabe-san... :(

-Noooooooo :((((

-Give the man hope :)

-"Kudoh Rinne. I'm gonna smash your bug boyfriend into paste."

-X-Rex wants to know....

-"Come eat me instead~!"

-Manabe-san's had quite a wild day. First he has a depression walk over his journalistic integrity, then he gets eaten by a dinosaur, then he's stuck wallowing over his poor daughter, and now this kid's inviting him to probe his mind.

-WHAAAAAAT????

-EXCUSE ME?????

-WHERE THAT HOPPER COME FROM????

-Gotcha get???

-UFO-X... we made a friend :)

-Croissant~!

-And now he's an alien.

-Zoop~!

-"Child murder~! My favorite hobby~!"

"Fucking finally. I've been waiting all goddamn month for this!"

-OHHHHHHHH FUUUUCK CLOTHO TIME

-...y'know, looking at Dread's design, it can be quite feminine.

-"This form's ours, you little shit. Of course we do it better."

-Hi X-Rex :)

-Gonna leave us off on a cliff hanger, eh?

-Ohhhhh, I don't mind! I got a lot of what I wanted from this run of episodes, so... I can only hope Clotho gets to cause all the carnage she wants even with Hotaro trouncing her.

-Oh shit, Rinne/Atropos duel, X-Wizard cameo, and form debut battle?

-Going a mile a minute next week!

-KAJIKI SERVES?????

-The legends are true...

-No wonder Kaguya made him his butler in the A.R. World.

[achy-boo]

Name: Jeanne Keket

Romaji: Keket Jeanne

Quote: “Insanity is the best medicine. I only chose when I want to take it.”

V/A: Hinata Hyuuga from Naruto. Less soft spoken but mild loud[English]

Yelan from Genshin Impact (Japanese)

Gender: female

Sexuality: she is proud bisexual (Tho she never had a chance with dating)

Age: she’s 16

Birthday: June 5th

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

Eye color: purple with a pink ring in it

Hair Color: Just purple with jet black ends..for now.

Height: 5’6

Weight: 100 lbs

Race: [UNKNOWN]

Homeland: She is from Chicago with Tsukii and Night tho she was born in South Korea. She don’t remember which hometown she was home with

Family: She don’t want to say it

School Status and Fun Facts

Dorm: Sapphire Lake Dorm

School Year: 2nd

Class: 2-B

Student Number: No.20

Occupation: DJ, dancer and a soon to be idol along Tsukii and Night (All hidden from the eyes and ears of NRC)

Club: Light music club

Best Subject: Flying and Alchemy

Favorite Color: mainly purple but she likes other colors too.

Favorite Food: She always loves the dorm's versions of the other worlds' food.

Least Favorite Food: She doesn't know why but she cannot stand foods with olives, raisins and lard. (She tried all of them in a food before..she threw up in like 4 hours..)

Likes: Jeanne likes anything cute and yet dark things. She loves stormy weather, snows, dancing, and she loves singing too. She had a soft spot for animals and kids, school events tho there are some events she rather avoid at all cost.

Dislikes: She hates the heat (Which is ironic since she is a summer baby), She never liked Rook Hunt and can tolerate Azul. She despised Crowley and Vargas for many reasons. She hates people who are sexist and have a deep hatred to people who won't leave her after she told them to leave her alone.

Hobbies: She likes to read, bake, and dance in the rain. She loves dressing up for no reason or for a school event.

Talents: She can travel through mirrors, she has a way with her words. She had a silver tongue. And for the manipulators and people who are users, she had a way to know your tricks so it won't work on her.

Nicknames: J/J-J (Tsukii and Night), An unknown enigma (The fish mafia), Jean(Very rare)

Other Nicknames: The bipolar Jeanne (Azul and Vil), Miss J (Sapphire Lake Dorm members), The Queen of [ERROR. DATA IS UNKNOWN]

Appearance and Personality

Appearance: Jeanne has purple hair with jet black ends that is put up into two small pigtails, her eyes are purple with a pink ring in it. Her skin is light peach and she has an X mark on her right cheek.

Personality: Jeanne is a free-willed girl. She always goes to the flow of her dorm. She is very intelligent and playful despite being one of the NRC's recent enigmas. However in her dorm: She is a sucker for the rules of the Sapphire Lake Dorm, valuing the safety and well-being of her dorm members. She likes challenging people with riddles and mind games. But be careful when you anger her, she had no filter when she is angry and her silver tongue just make it worse.

𝑻𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒂

-Jeanne's UM is Haunted Mirror’s Songs (She never used it for a very good reason)

-She is the third enigma of NRC with Night in second and Tsukii is dead first

-She fooled Ace into making a deal with her. (Yea, Ace learn that the hard way)

-She scared a lot of people with her walking in the mirror and crawling out of the mirror like the goddamn girl from the Ring

-She had the best and concerning dark humor (Someone almost called the police on Jeanne for one of those dark humor

-She made a lot of people cry with her anger and her silver tongue

[scriptores]

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐄 : madame lebedeva, deathless & slavic folklore

name. madame lebedeva (full name is hers to give at her discretion) diminutives. lebed (intimate friends) super secret diminutives. inna, inulya, innushka pronouns. she/her titles. head magician of buyan, advisor & possestrima of the tsar of life age. immortal origin. slavic folklore etymology. chyerti (vila), magician sexuality. pansexual alignment. chaotic neutral / good, the army of life, the army of death

relations. koschei (vilenik), marya morevna (her vilenik at heart)

height. 5'2" build. petite and sylphic hair. light brown (white in vila form) eyes. brown (silver or black in vila form) scars. none (too many missing feathers in vila form) scents. honeysuckle and cherry blossoms

abilities / skillset .

vila/swan physiology . prefers to glamor & present herself as a colorful magician, but in her true vila form, lebed appears as a nymph clad in all white with swan wings, or becomes a full fledged swan. in either iteration of her vila form, a feather from her wing can grant health and strength but it comes with restrictions (see further below)

sorcery / alchemy .  after becoming a posestrima (vila blood sister) to koschei, she took an interest in the arcane and now has extensive knowledge and capabilities for casting curses and spells; she uses colors to draw mana; often fuses her potions and enchantments into her creams, perfumes and cosmetics.

revival / healing magic . as a vila, originally tied to lakes and springs, she has a natural proclivity for magic related to water and healing. before buyan's ocean desiccated, she had the ability to use dead water and live water for resuscitation rituals so long as soldiers were found not too long after death. now she can only rely on her arcane abilities and/or her limited swan feathers to attempt resuscitation, which works only on lucky occasions.

horseback riding / archery . she has a deep love for horseback riding and her white mare named biserka. also is an excellent archer who inherited a mystical bow from a legendary vila named ravijojla.

other vila abilities/skillsets . hypnotic dancing, luck manipulation (good luck to a vilenik; bad luck to someone who intrudes on a dance circle); precognition (random & not controllable), animal communication (mountain dogs, deer & horses favored), enhanced speed, durability & strength.

restrictions .

vilenik blood oath . after a favored one presents their offering to a vila and completes trials to prove themselves worthy, a vila can make them her chosen vilenik. in doing so, they undergo a blood oath which binds them together indefinitely. this represents a sacred promise to aid and protect a vilenik in their times of need, and also prevents a vila from directly harming her vilenik and vice versa. this is (unfortunately) her case with koschei.

vila weaknesses . her life force is tied to her hair, particularly in her vila form. cutting it is fine, but to take a strand of her hair from the root would severely deplete her physical strength. to take a second depletes her magic. and to take a third would kill her; her swan feathers are limited and grow back very slowly if at all once used; the use of her feathers for magic depletes her strength significantly and cannot be used more than three times in a given day without killing her

counterspells: all her spells have counter spells, and while she is a powerful magician in her own right, there are a few others who are more experienced than she is despite her position as the head magician. however, her hypnotic enchantments, expertise in alchemy, and health poultices are unrivaled.

theme. nymphology , melanie martinez

additional info / important notes directory

re. vila lore (x)

[tsunreleased]

DM To Submit Or Request A Song

[last updated 10/26/24]

A star* next to any song indicates that the song was recently lost when one of my drives got taken down. You can still request the song, it just might be harder to get it to you and I may have to email you the file instead of messaging a link like normal.

Live recordings

Picture To Burn ft. Def Leppard (Live)

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys (Live From Paris)

Guilty as Sin? (Live from Stockholm)

loml (Live from Paris)

The Alchemy (Live from Paris)

The Albatross x Dancing With Our Hands Tied (Live from Dublin)

How Did It End? (Live from Stockholm)

I Hate It Here x the lakes (Live from Cardiff)

thanK you aIMee x Mean (Live from London)

The Prophecy x long story short (Live from Lyon)

Peter (Live from Stockholm)

The Bolter x Getaway Car (Live from Edinburgh)

Remixes/Acoustic Versions

You're On Your Own, Kid (Strings Remix) STUDIO

Sweet Nothing (Piano Remix) STUDIO

"Slut!" (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Fortnight (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Down Bad (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

But Daddy I Love Him (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Fresh Out The Slammer (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Guilty as Sin? (Acoustic Version) STUDIO

Other Exclusive Non-Streaming Tracks

Sweeter Than Fiction (Taylor's Version) STUDIO*

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Benjamin William Hastings Shares Surprise ‘Songwriter Edition’ Release Of Debut Album

On the heels of his highly-acclaimed self-titled album debut, Benjamin William Hastings announces today’s surprise release of a special 50-track version, aptly titled the Songwriter Edition, courtesy of Capitol CMG/Invorto. “So you’re probably wondering what this is…how could it possibly have 50 tracks? Why should you care?” Hastings inquires. “Indulge me for a second with a little story. Last November I released 25 songs on a self-titled record Benjamin William Hastings. They were written across a great many years from a great many revelations with a great many people. And while hopefully the songs themselves tell you the stories they are supposed to, there are always stories behind the stories. There’s always more than meets the ear.” He continues, “That being said, this Songwriter Edition is really not just for songwriters, is it? In short, definitely not, but as a songwriter, I’ve always had a fascination with the story behind the song – the mechanics of how it was made and the alchemy of how it all came together – so that’s why I called it that. If you feel excluded, you’re not, I promise, you’re very welcome here. A track will play and you’ll hear me, and occasionally some friends, explain how a song came about, and then the song itself will follow. It’s a bit like a podcast but please feel free to choose your own adventure. This is an album for the real ones and if you got this far, that’s you!!” This special songwriter project is one that Hastings is excited to finally share with the listener, which allows him to dive deeper into his songs’ backstories while sharing more deeply about the array of topics he covers in his debut – doubt, authenticity, faith, worship, imposter syndrome, being a husband and father, and ultimately a human. His album debut was released on November 4, 2022, offering honest self-expression and dynamic songwriting, threaded throughout with Hastings’ uncanny ability to communicate vulnerable and authentic personal truths. As he explains, “It’s 25 songs each showing a different side of myself.” Benjamin William Hastings is a world-traveling worship leader and member of Hillsong UNITED. His writing and vocals are featured on Hillsong UNITED’s RIAA® Certified Gold single “So Will I (100 Billion X)” and Hillsong Worship’s widely acclaimed “Seasons,” and he penned Cory Asbury’s No. 1 single “The Father’s House,” UNITED’s “Captain,” the church anthem “O Praise The Name (Anástasis),” and Brandon Lake’s “Gratitude,” among many others. To date, his songs have been streamed globally more than 700 million times. He will share many of his songs live when he joins Cody Carnes’ “God Is Good! Tour” throughout February followed by joining Brandon Lake’s Miracle Nights Tour in March and April. Additional tour plans will soon be announced so be sure to keep the most up-to-date HERE. Benjamin William Hastings - Songwriter Edition https://open.spotify.com/album/6bwHpjQpMuUhtpDm3dXO1Z?si=vLbuQezuQ0i91jlPS9IAag Read the full article

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Radio NET Bulgaria (November 21, 2022)

23:57 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - Stealing Hearts 23:53 PAUL TAYLOR - Straight to the Point 23:48 MARION MEADOWS - Be With You 23:45 COOL SPRING JAZZ QUARTET - Christmas 23:42 STEVE OLIVER - One Big Smile 23:38 ERIC DARIUS - Kingstons Flavor 23:34 MARCIN NOWAKOWSKI - Better Days Ahead feat. Jeff Pescetto 23:30 DAVE KOZ - Right By Your Side 23:27 AL DEGREGORIS - Mythland 23:21 JUSTIN YOUNG - Jingle Bells 23:17 ROB TARDIK - No Limits (feat. Vincent Ingala) 23:12 EUGE GROOVE - Slow Jam 23:08 VANN BURCHFIELD - When We're Together 23:03 PETER WHITE - Bittersweet 23:00 DOCTOR X - Magneto 22:55 ABOVE & BEYOND, OCEANLAB - I Am What I Am (Original Mix) 22:51 ABOVE & BEYOND, GARETH EMERY - On A Good Day (Incognet REWORK) 22:46 ABOVE & BEYOND - Blue Sky Action 22:42 SUNLOUNGER, SEIS CUERDAS - A Balearic Dinner (Chill Mix) 22:37 SUNLOUNGER, ZARA TAYLOR - Crawling (Chill Version) 22:32 SUNLOUNGER, ZARA TAYLOR - Lost (Chill Version) 22:26 LUSTRAL - Someone (Original Mix) 22:21 351 LAKE SHORE DRIVE - Summernights 22:17 LOWLAND - Children (Orchestral Version) 22:13 KRONO, CIMO FRANKEL - Sweet Goodbye 22:08 GUENTER HAAS - Secret Diary 22:03 NADIA ALI - Is It Love 22:00 THE UNDERDOG PROJECT - Winter Jam (Acoustic Version) 21:55 JOHN O'CALLAGHAN, AUDREY GALLAGHER - Big Sky (Acoustic Mix) 21:51 YANNI - Can't Wait 21:45 EUPHONIC TRAVELLER - Pont Notre Name (Original Mix) 21:41 FABERLIQUE, SYNTHETICSAX, K.S.PROJECT - Fantasy 21:34 SYNTHETICSAX - Here Workin' (DJ Rostej Original Remix) 21:31 JOHN DAHLBACK - Shivers (Acoustic Version) 21:27 SUSANA, TENISHIA - Never Let You Down (Chill Out Mix) 21:22 MANDALAY - It's Enough Now 21:19 MARCUS SCHOSSOW, ANDY DUGUID, EMMA HEWITT - Light (Acoustic Version) 21:13 MARGA SOL - Prayer For Love (Soul Avenue's Balearic Blues Mix) 21:09 PABLO NOUVELLE - Is It Ok 21:04 THE DO - Too Insistent (Trentemoller Remix) 20:55 VINTAGE, MORELLI - Tree Of Life (Magnetik Remix) 20:50 VELVET DREAMER - Sky is Falling (Mo'jardo Remix) 20:45 JENS BUCHERT - Bug in Mind (Vocal Mix) 20:41 LINKIN PARK - My December 20:36 MARTINIQUE LE SOUFFLEUR - Sound of Panama 20:31 SUNLOUNGER, ZARA TAYLOR - Try To Be Love (Chill Out Mix) 20:26 ROGER SHAH, SUNLOUNGER - Trademark White (Omega 3 Bossachill Remix) 20:22 FRAINBREEZE, ELLIE LAWSON - I Pray (Chill Out Mix) 20:15 THE THRILLSEEKERS - Dreaming Of You (Tranquilo's Ambient Mix) 20:12 SYLVERING - Strangelove 20:05 SUNLOUNGER, KYLER ENGLAND - Change Your Mind (Chill Version) 19:59 SIMON LE GREC, DENISE GUTTENBACH - Touch Me (Original Mix) 19:56 ADRIAN & RAZ, ELLIE LAWSON - A Hundred Ways (Original Mix) 19:52 SOUND BEHAVIOUR - Comfort Zone 19:47 SMOOTH DELUXE - Boulevard Rouge 19:41 ASHENI - Only Magic (Chris Wonderful Remix) 19:37 MARIUS NEDELCU, RED HEAD - Rain (Acoustic Version) 19:34 FARUK SABANCI, CAMI - Awaken (Zetandel Chill Out Mix) 19:31 PAROV STELAR - Milla's Dream 19:27 KIRSTY HAWKSHAW, TENISHIA - Reason To Forgive (Piano Mix) 19:22 SUE MCLAREN - Haunted (Zetandel Chill Out Remix) 19:18 COLLIN MCLOUGHLIN - Stereo Hearts (DJ Lime El Project Chill Remixes) 19:13 BRIAN MAGIX, CYNTHIA HALL - Carved In Stone (Chill Out Mix) 19:09 EMMA HEWITT - These Days Are Ours (Zetandel Chill Out Mix) 19:04 ANA CRIADO - Vulnerable (Mark Otten Downtempo Remix) 18:59 REUNITED - Sing It Back (Shazz Man Chill Mix) 18:55 ATB & TILSEN - Faith (Original Mix) 18:50 ATB - With You! (Original Mix) 18:46 ATB, AMURAI - Love & Light (Downtempo Mix) 18:41 SIMMONDS, JONES - Home (Vox Mix) 18:36 SERGEY SHABANOV, HANNA FINSEN - Should Have Told You (Chill Out Mix) 18:32 ZETANDEL, TIFF LACEY - Cosmos (Original Mix) 18:27 ROBERT NICKSON, RELOCATE, NEEV KENNEDY - Not Made To Break (Chill Out Mix) 18:22 LAUGE, BABA GNOHM, SARAH LYNN - My Innocence (Original Mix) 18:19 ALAN MORRIS, ENZO, JESS MORGAN - Tapestry Of Us (Piano Acoustic Mix) 18:14 DART RAYNE, YURA MOONLIGHT, CATE KANELL - Shelter Me (Moonnight Remix) 18:08 AUROSONIC, KATE LOUISE SMITH, DENIS KARPINSKIY - They Wait For Us (Chill Out Mix) 18:01 AUROSONIC, KATTY HEATH - My Good Place (Mark Otten Downtempo Remix) 17:58 SUSANA - A Million Memories (Acoustic Rework) 17:54 CATHY BURTON - Reach Out To Me (Sadege Chill Out Remix) 17:49 SPACE ROCKERZ, ELLIE LAWSON - Under The Same Sky (R.I.B. Remix) 17:44 RAZ MITZAN, MOYA BRENNAN - Find The Sun (Original Mix) 17:40 SLEEPTHIEF, ZOE JOHNSTON - Alice's Door (Nicholas Gunn Remix) 17:38 FENNA DAY - Skin & Bone (Original Mix) 17:32 KAIMO K, GEMMA PAVLOVIC - Leap Of Faith (Sadege Chill Out Remix) 17:28 JULIAN VINCENT, SHANNON HURLEY - Lost In Space (Lovers & Poets Remix) 17:25 SAAD AYUB, CRISTINA SOTO - Daylight (Chill Out Mix) 17:21 COSTA, EMMA HORAN - New Dawn Breaking (Original Mix) 17:17 TENISHIA, SUE MCLAREN - Strong (Chill Out Mix) 17:13 ELLES DE GRAAF, MOONNIGHT - Sunset Kindness (Chill Out Mix) 17:08 A.R.D.I, CYNTHIA HALL - Sunflowers (R.I.B Chill Out Remix) 17:04 TENISHIA, ANA CRIADO - Ever True (Chill Out Mix) 17:00 RAZ NITZAN, MARIA NAYLER - Echo Of My Soul (Chill Out Mix) 16:59 WALTER BEASLEY - Go With The Flow 16:55 KIM WATERS - Shakedown 16:51 K.VIO, TIM TONIC - Sweeter the Bells Never Sound 16:45 JOYCE COOLING - At the Modern 16:41 BRAD ALEXANDER - Because of Who You Are 16:37 DOCTOR X - Pop Quiz 16:33 PATRICK YANDALL - Try the Blue One 16:29 THREESTYLE - Smoothies (feat. Magdalena Chovancova & Robert Fertl) 16:24 BRIAN BROMBERG - The Christmas Song 16:18 KIM SCOTT - Two Become One 16:14 JEFF KASHIWA - Mediterranean Nights 16:09 ZOLBERT - Pacific Coast Highway 16:05 PETER WHITE - Deja Vu 16:00 TONY SAUNDERS - Just Letting Go 15:59 WAYMAN TISDALE - Sunday's Best (feat. Jonathan Butler and Kirk Whalum) 15:54 TERENCE YOUNG - Dedicated 15:50 JACKIEM JOYNER - The Space Between Us 15:46 SYLVIA BENNETT - Christmas Lights 15:42 RICK BRAUN - Feet First 15:37 MARCUS ANDERSON - M 15:32 THE SMOOTH JAZZ ALLEY - Montgomery Station 15:28 BLAKE AARON - Harmonious Funk 15:24 RONNY SMITH - Chillin After Eight 15:20 ANDRE DELANO - Bring a Torch Jeanette, Isabella 15:16 CHRIS STANDRING - As Luck Would Have It 15:12 JIM ADKINS - Soul Expression 15:08 DEE BROWN - Pretty Girl (Skylar) 15:03 RICHARD ELLIOT - Coco 15:00 BLAIR BRYANT - Secret Agent (Radio Single) 14:56 DEON YATES - Wiseguys 14:52 JONATHAN FRITZEN - Love Will Overcome (feat. Jackiem Joyner) 14:48 RYAN LA VALETTE - Let It Flow 14:45 SMOOTH SOUL HOLIDAY - Carol of the Bells 14:40 THE SAX PACK - Here To Stay 14:36 NORMAN BROWN - Late Night Drive 14:33 DOCTOR X - Train to Granada 14:28 DEE LUCAS - Feeling You (feat. Darryl Williams) 14:24 KEN NAVARRO - No Other Way 14:20 DANA FIELDS - O Come, O Come Emmanuel 14:16 NILS - Good Times Are Better 14:12 ART RUPRECHT - I Get It 14:08 NICHOLAS COLE - Conversations 14:04 PETER WHITE - Say Goodnight 14:00 ROBERT HARRIS - Standing by a Friend 13:58 NICK COLIONNE - Circles 13:53 DARREN MOTAMEDY - So Sweet 13:49 PAUL HARDCASTLE - Skylight 13:46 CHRISTMAS CAROLS - The Day 13:42 VINCENT INGALA - On The Move 13:38 RANDY SCOTT - Cabo 13:34 OLI SILK - Meet Me In The Middle 13:30 DEAN JAMES - When I See You Smile 13:26 MEKIEL REUBEN - Another Sunday 13:21 DR. SAXLOVE - O Little Town Of Bethlehem 13:17 CAROL ALBERT - Chasing Waterfalls 13:13 RICK HABANA - All That I Need 13:07 JOHN E. LAWRENCE - Cool Jazz 13:03 WILL DONATO - Show And Tell 13:00 SAM BASSMAN JENKINS - Between The Sheets 12:58 JAZZ FUNK SOUL - Count Me In 12:53 BIRDS OF A FEATHER - Moonlight Drive 12:48 ADAM HAWLEY - Joy Ride 12:44 DANIEL D. - Silent Night 12:41 DANNY LERMAN - Saxsultan 12:37 BEN TANKARD - George The Duke 12:33 FREDDIE FOX - Thoughts Of You 12:30 CHRIS GODBER - Courageous 12:26 BONEY JAMES - Sundance 12:22 JEANETTE HARRIS - Let It Snow 12:17 UNDER THE LAKE - This One Too 12:14 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Club Life 12:09 ROCCO VENTRELLA - Alleria 12:04 PETER WHITE - San Diego 12:00 MARC ANTOINE - Still In Love 11:55 JEFFERY SMITH - What's Your Flavor 11:52 JULIAN VAUGHN - Initiate 11:49 NATHAN WOODWARD - Sleigh Ride 11:44 TIM BOWMAN - Boss 11:39 DARREN RAHN - Secret Crush 11:35 SPONTANEOUS GROOVIN' COMBUSTION - Jackie's New Car 11:31 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - So Kylie 11:26 PAUL TAYLOR - The Hills 11:23 JACK JEZZRO - Santa Baby 11:18 MARION MEADOWS - It's Alright Now 11:13 KEIKO MATSUI - Top Secret 11:08 STEVE OLIVER - Global Kiss 11:04 ERIC DARIUS - Never 11:00 PAUL TUVMAN - Dear Prudence 10:59 MARCIN NOWAKOWSKI - Waiting For You 10:55 DAVE KOZ - Can't Let You Go (The Sha La Song) (feat. Luther Vandross) 10:51 JODY MAYFIELD - For Your Love (feat. Heidi McLaughlin) 10:47 RAGAN WHITESIDE - This Christmas 10:43 AL DEGREGORIS - No Holding Back (Feat. Nils) 10:40 ROB TARDIK - East Meets Wes (feat. Paul Brown) 10:35 QUINTIN GERARD W. - Attitude Indicator 10:31 EUGE GROOVE - Of Course 10:25 JOY RIDE - It's All Right 10:21 BRADLEY LEIGHTON - Angels We Have Heard On High 10:17 VANN BURCHFIELD - Let's Get Started 10:13 WALTER BEASLEY - Expressway 10:08 WARREN HILL - Warm Rain 10:04 PETER WHITE - Just Another Day 10:00 JOYCE COOLING - Almost Home 09:59 WILL SUMNER - Saxy Nights 09:55 KIM WATERS - On The Streets 09:49 BRAD ALEXANDER - Through the Fire (feat. Andrew Gouche) 09:44 SHIN GIWON CHRISTMAS CAROL COLLECTION - Jingle Bell Rock 09:40 PAOLO RUSTICHELLI - Romamor (Smooth mix) 09:36 PATRICK YANDALL - Someone to Love 09:32 THREESTYLE - Prime Time (feat. Magdalena Chovancova & Robert Fertl) 09:27 KIM SCOTT - Sweet Obsession 09:23 JEFF KASHIWA - Every Now and Then 09:20 JONATHAN BUTLER - We Three Kings 09:16 BONEY JAMES - Just Between Us 09:13 ZOLBERT - Just a Moment 09:08 TONY SAUNDERS - Forever Yours 09:04 WAYMAN TISDALE - It's a Good Day (feat. Jeff Lorber and Tom Braxton) 09:00 TERENCE YOUNG - Come With Me 09:00 JACKIEM JOYNER - Say I Do 08:55 RICK BRAUN - Bahia 08:50 MARCUS ANDERSON - And Coffee 08:45 THE SMOOTH JAZZ ALLEY - Night Out 08:41 PEGGY DUQUESNEL - I Wonder as I Wander 08:37 BLAKE AARON - You're My Miracle 08:34 RONNY SMITH - Funny How Time Flies 08:30 GREGG KARUKAS - Passion Dance 08:26 MARK JAIMES - Peak Too Soon 08:22 DEE BROWN - Hey Baby 08:19 ART MORRIS - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas 08:15 CHRIS STANDRING - Piece of Cake 08:11 JIM ADKINS - See the Light 08:07 BLAIR BRYANT - Power UP! 08:03 PETER WHITE - Crazy Love 08:00 NORMAN BROWN - Heading Wes 07:57 RICHARD ELLIOT - Move Ahead 07:53 DEON YATES - First Day of Summer 07:49 JONATHAN FRITZEN - Celebration 07:46 RYAN LA VALETTE - Don't Stop Believing 07:43 YOLANDA RABUN - I'm Coming Home for the Holiday 07:39 THE SAX PACK - Fallin' For You 07:35 KAYLA WATERS - Apogee 07:32 DEE LUCAS - All In (feat. George Freeman) 07:27 KEN NAVARRO - Time And Love 07:23 NILS - Jump Start 07:20 AARON BING - The First Noel 07:16 ART RUPRECHT - M & M 07:12 PAUL BROWN - Blues for Jeff 07:08 NICHOLAS COLE - Secrets (Remix) 07:05 ROBERT HARRIS - Cry of my Heart 07:00 DARREN MOTAMEDY - Too Close 06:59 NICK COLIONNE - Whatcha Gonna Do 06:55 PAUL HARDCASTLE - Dancing Galaxies 06:51 PIECES OF A DREAM - Fired Up 06:47 SHAKATAK - Sing (Little One) 06:43 VINCENT INGALA - I Think I'm Falling In Love (With You) 06:38 RANDY SCOTT - Heaven Sent 06:33 OLI SILK - Latin Haze 06:27 DEAN JAMES - Thing Your Man Wont Do 06:23 MEKIEL REUBEN - I Just Wanna Be With You 06:19 DAMIEN ESCOBAR - Silent Night 06:15 DARRYL WILLIAMS - Harveston Way (feat. Euge Groove) 06:11 CAROL ALBERT - Fly Away Butterfly (Reprise) 06:08 RICK HABANA - Island Hopping 06:04 LOWELL HOPPER - Night Song 06:00 PETER WHITE - Talkin' Bout Love 05:56 NORMAN BROWN - That's The Way Love Goes 05:52 JAY ROWE - What Child Is This 05:47 CANDY DULFER - For the Love of You 05:42 KIRK WHALUM - Ascension 05:37 JOE SAMPLE - Greener Grass 05:27 LARRY CARTLON - Smiles And Smiles To Go 05:23 RHYTHM JETS - We Wish You a Merry Christmas 05:18 MARC ANTOINE - Follow Your Bliss 05:14 BONEY JAMES - Creepin' 05:10 GAIL JHONSON, CLIFF BROWN - Groovin' in Philly 05:05 GERALD ALBRIGHT - So Amazing 05:00 GEORGE BENSON - Breezin' 04:57 PAUL JACKSON JR. - Let's Wait Awhile 04:52 BRIAN LENAIR - What Child Is This 04:47 PAUL TAYLOR - Pleasure Seeker 04:43 PIECES OF A DREAM - Warm Weather 04:39 STEVE COLE - Where the Night Begins 04:34 EVERETTE HARP - I Just Can't Stop Thinking About You 04:29 BRIAN CULBERTSON - City Lights 04:25 CHRIS 'BIG DOG' DAVIS - Its the Most Wonderful Time of the Year 04:20 THE BRAXTON BROTHERS - Sunset Bay 04:15 NAJEE - Day By Day 04:11 DAN SIEGEL - Treasure Hunt 04:06 NELSON RANGELLl - The Way To You 04:00 DAVE KOZ - So Far From Home 03:57 AVENUE BLUE - Seventh Heaven (feat. Jeff Golub) 03:53 HANK BILAL - O Come All Ye Faithful 03:48 ANDY SNITZER - You've Changed 03:43 HIROSHIMA - Daydreamer 03:38 BOBBY LYLE - Aruban Nights 03:34 WALTER BEASLEY - Just Hold Me 03:29 KIM WATERS - After Midnight 03:25 HERB ALPERT - White Christmas 03:19 FOURPLAY - 101 Eastbound 03:14 NORMAN BROWN - Just Between Us 03:09 STEVE OLIVER - West End 03:04 CANDY DULFER - Smooth 03:00 WAYMAN TISDALE - Breakfast with Tiffany 02:55 JOHN E. LAWRENCE - Just Chillin' 02:52 WILL DONATO - Illuminata 02:48 DREAMING IN COLOUR - No More Goodbyes 02:45 SHAWN RAIFORD - Santa Baby 02:41 LES SABLER - Crescent City Strut 02:37 SAM BASSMAN JENKINS - All That Bass 02:34 BRIAN SIMPSON - Bonita 02:30 JAZZ FUNK SOUL - Bouncing Back 02:25 BIRDS OF A FEATHER - Rendezvous 02:20 DAVID GARFIELD - O, Holy Night 02:15 ADAM HAWLEY - While You Were Dreaming (Feat. Michael Lington) 02:11 DANNY LERMAN - No Words 02:07 JEREMY HECTOR - Finally Home 02:04 BEN TANKARD - Remember Wayman 02:00 CHRIS GODBER - Sizzle (feat. Adam Hawley) 01:56 FREDDIE FOX - Still Lovin' You 01:52 UNDER THE LAKE - Breaking Through 01:49 LISA MCCLOWRY - Do You Hear What I Hear 01:43 PETER WHITE - Costa Rica 01:39 RONALD BOO HINKSON - Round the Corner 01:35 BONEY JAMES - Without A Doubt 01:31 PHILLIP DOC MARTIN - Paradise 01:27 ROCCO VENTRELLA - Hypnotic 01:22 THE TIMELESS QUINTET - Angels We Have Heard On High 01:17 DAVID PETROSYAN - Talk to Me 01:12 LOUIE FITZGERALD - Plantation Key 01:08 MARC ANTOINE - Corto Maltese 01:04 JEFFERY SMITH - Groove You Tonight 01:00 JULIAN VAUGHN - Amore 00:59 TIM BOWMAN - Travelin' Road 00:54 SPECIAL EFX - Garden of Eden 00:50 DARREN RAHN - I Can't Go For That 00:45 SAM LEVINE - Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas 00:40 SPONTANEOUS GROOVIN' COMBUSTION - When The Stars Go Blue 00:35 PEET PROJECT - Overseas 00:31 ACOUSTIC ALCHEMY - She Speaks American English 00:27 PAUL TAYLOR - Goodnight 00:23 MARION MEADOWS - Miami 00:21 NICK DUKAS - Jingle Bell Rock 00:15 KEIKO MATSUI - Antarctica A Call To Action 00:11 STEVE OLIVER - Fiesta 00:07 LISA ADDEO - Touch Me In The Night 00:03 ERIC DARIUS - Retro Forward 00:00 PAUL TUVMAN - For No One

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Heyo Hazel! Hope you’re doing well :) Can I request a wine stain reading for Kaeya with the symbols boat, star, and square?

aroma: wine (romantic) | symbols: star (protection), square (comfort), boat (unexpected visits)

:: kaeya x gn reader | sfw - fluff | tasseography event

“Ah, how unfortunate,” Kaeya lamented as the rain drops covered his gloved hand. Tiny splashes vanishing into the next droplet before rolling down his arm and onto the soiled ground at his feet. He might have braved the weather any other time but it happened to have an ample amount of it. With a dismissive sigh, he walked further under the thick tree, leaned against the sturdy bark, crossed his arms, and closed his uncovered eye. “Might as well take it easy,” he hummed. 

The rain wasn’t sudden but that didn’t encourage Kaeya to move faster. At least fifteen minutes ago he felt the first drops on his cheek, one catching on his eyelash and startling him. It was like he enjoyed the excuse to stay away from his duties and as soon as the downpour hit he was well protected by the leaves above him. 

It wasn’t letting up. He wouldn’t have minded either way. There was always an excuse to tie him up -- speaking of, here came one now. 

“Oh! Are you stuck?” Someone shouted from the drenched path. Kaeya peered out through the rain only to laugh at the sight he saw. There you were, shoes in your hands, clothes clinging to your skin as if you jumped into the lake, hair laying flat. He might not see as clearly as others with his eye patch but he certainly could see the smile plastered on your face. “W-Kaeya? Fancy seeing you here.” 

“I should be saying the same,” he pushed himself from the tree but didn’t leave his shelter. “You know you’re bound to catch a cold.” 

He looked you over and somehow he knew exactly what you were going to say, “Ah! That’s just a bunch of nonsense. You can’t catch a cold from being wet.” The rain fell in your mouth and you coughed, quickly brushing away the stream of water flowing across your forehead, down your cheeks, and cascading down your neck. He couldn’t deny how happy you looked even though you were sopping. 

“And just what are you doing?” he asked, laughing at the whimsy of it all.  

“I’m taking a stroll!” you beamed the brightness of your smile. 

“In the rain?” 

“Of course in the rain!” Stretching out your hands, you let your head drop back so you could soak up the droplets. After a moment you started to laugh and the sound filled his ears and made his skin ripple. 

In all the time he’s known you, no interaction has ever been boring. It was nice, and refreshing to see someone behave in ways that were in their way a little chaotic.

Once he found you pacing back and forth along the cobblestone railings. You swore to him you would traverse everyone that lined the levels of the city. It caused a few citizens a fright and encouraged unruly behavior from the children, but it was harmless. Another time he saw you mixing ingredients at the alchemy table. Nothing came to much, but the colors it turned your hair made him laugh for a week. 

You were odd, sometimes unpredictable like there was this driving force in your heart that nothing could tie down. Somewhere in his chest, he understood that feeling. It was one reason why he sought you out so often. 

Two birds of a feather, yours were just multicolored. 

“So, Mr. Calvary Captain,” you began as you sauntered toward him, not caring or minding the puddles you stomped your way through. “Would you care to join me on this stroll about the forest?” your accent changed as if you were playing a character in a play. Even your behavior shifted as you bowed before him before offering him your hand, waiting for his reply. 

“Why ever would I do that?” 

His question made you pause. Quickly you shifted so you could tap on your lip, thinking about the best answer that would convince him to join you. When you found an answer your face lit up as if someone just told you exciting news. 

"Because the rain is freeing," you breathed and, in the same moment, took his away. 

“My, my, I guess I must submit to that,” he hummed as he stepped out from the tree’s canopy, “either way, talking with you is certainly more interesting in the rain.” 

“How very right you are,” you replied as you took his hand, giggled like a menace, and dashed toward the open meadow. 

--

“See, I did warn you.” Kaeya teased as he removed the thermometer from your mouth. The blanket he wrapped around you slipped off your shoulder and exposed your bare skin. He lingered, a bit longer than he should before turning away to pour the tea he was brewing. 

“It’s your - ACHOO - fault!” 

“Now, whatever do you mean?” 

“You used your vision to turn the water into ice. It made me so c-c-col-” another sneeze cut you off which made you glare at him. 

“Yes, that.” He placed the warm cup near you, watching intently as you took it and began to breathe in the aroma before sipping the liquid, “yet you’ll have to admit, it was rather breathtaking.” 

“... yes, I’ll give you that,” you huffed, frustrated that he was right. With a pout, you pointed at him not noticing how much the blanket moved in your action, “you have to take care of me until I’m better. Your fault, your problem.” You emphasized, pointing at yourself energetically.

Kaeya’s eyebrows rose but only for a second. Instead, he leaned into the smirk that touched his lips, he took a step forward and pulled at the blanket you neglected, he let his breath wash over you as he replied, “I have no objections to that.” 

You sat a bit straighter and turned your gaze from him. He always wondered if you saw him as more than a friend, if his desire to keep you happy, safe, loved was more than just a fleeting feeling. Your response gave him the flash of hope he needed to dig deeper. “G-Good.” 

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