#astriel's works

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Grown used to

Note: jealous alex, ignoring, confession, fluff.

Pairings: Alexandra Cabot × reader

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“Good morning alex!”

“Hey I got some take out, figured you probably need some food in your system after a long day” you said, smiling brightly when alex thanked you for your thoughtfulness.

“Flowers?” you peeked inside her office, holding a boquet of white roses. A habit of yours she's grown used to, until now she still wonders how you know when to get her a fresh batch of roses. Little did she know, you always kept one for yourself. So you know when the time comes that the rose wilts, it's time to buy her another. Just because.

“Coffee?” you'd peek again inside her office, always noticing when she works late. Sometimes, her cases are too tough that she stays up all night. But you knew it wasn't the exact reason why she's working overtime, yet you didn't question anything. She's entitled to her privacy, after all. So you learned to memorize how she liked her coffee, and that alone, never failed to brighten alex's day (she's not about to admit that to you but you'll live.)

“Rough day?” you asked as you entered her office, the smell of her favorite food filling alex's senses as she glanced up from the papers she was holding, her heart swelling with warmth. Her heart felt like it was about to leap from her chest at the mere thought of getting taken care of, by you. Something that was once a foreign concept to her, was now something she's grown used to, now that you're here. With you, maybe, just maybe, she can drop her icy facade and for once, just once, be herself.

“Don't be so hard on yourself, Cabot.” your voice snapping her out of her trance, as she glanced up and saw you peeking through her office. Letting out a small chuckle, you always did have a hobby catching her off guard especially when she's overworking herself. A little too much.

Once again, visiting alex's office, you peeked in as you were about to scold her again for working overtime, you saw her sleeping on her desk. Guessing she again forgot to lock her door. Her glasses were still on as you winced, thinking it might be hurting her, noticing the way it's starting to leave a mark on her face. Her hair messy, and she looked quite peaceful. If only you could photograph this moment and keep it inside your wallet forever, you would. You placed the takeout on her desk, taking off her glasses and neatly folding it and placed it back in her case. You crouched down, tucking a strand of her soft hair behind her ears as you smiled. If only she knew.

...

It all happened so quickly, after a night out with a few co workers, things began to change. You've grown more distant from alex, and it didn't take long enough for her to notice. You've beeyn hanging out more with olivia, ever since alex introduced you to her, you've grown closer. At first, alex didn't pay much attention to it, but today, it felt off. You didn't greet her like a usual, no peeking through her door, no usual food takeouts. Nada, nothing.

Of course you felt guilty, it has only been a day and you're already whining like a child with liv. Not even a day in and you've been bothering her nonstop, pleading to spare you the guilt and deprivation of alex's attention, and drop the dare but she remained unfazed. It's only for a couple of days, it can't be that bad.

...

Seeing you with Olivia left a bitter taste on the edge of Alex's tongue, that idea alone, felt nauseating. The way you laughed and talked to her so casually whenever she's around, which happened a lot more than usual whenever she wasn't busy back in the SVU department.

Hugs here and there, you were extra clingy with her. And even though it seemed platonic, in Alex's eyes, it wasn't. She figured that maybe you were attracted to her, which almost made her lose her composure if she wasn't concerned about keeping everything professional about herself.

It took everything in her power not to snatch you away from Benson, or to corner you inside your office and force you to talk to her, anything to get something out of your mouth. She was so close on ripping you away from everyone that gets too close, to ask why you're doing this to her. You were driving her insane, she swore that one of these days, she'd finally lose it. Professionalism and image be damned.

...

It was bad, really bad. You felt guilty, everytime Alex approached you, you'll go out of your way to avoid her. Whenever she's in the same room as you, you'd turn away and leave. Whenever you make eye contact, you're the first one to look away. It stung your heart, more than you can admit. The look in her eyes whenever you avoid her, oh that expressive baby blue eyes. You're screwed.

Whether she admits it or not, Alex was used to having you around. She was so used to you, it's been two days already, and she missed the sound of your voice. Your presence inside her office, your smile, you. She misses you, deeply. So much so that she was willing to set her pride aside and talk to you, only to see you act so indifferent.

That very same day, you barged in her office at nearly midnight while she's busy packing up and getting ready to leave. Holding a boquet of white roses and a chinese takeout, hiccuping as you stumbled closer to her. Your cheeks flushed, clearly, you were in a state of intoxication. Smelling like wine, mixed with your perfume. Oh how alex missed this.

“Al—ex” you said in between sniffles, your hands shaking as you placed the boquet and takeout on her desk and pushing her back on her chair, catching her off guard.

“I'm sorry” you trailed off, trying hard form a coherent sentence despite being drunk. Hands clutching alex's button down polo as you clung onto her, as she held you in place by holding your waist firmly to stabilize your wobbling feet.

“What's gotten into you?” Alex chuckled, rising from her chair as she towered over you with her astounding height. Need less to say, you were a crying mess in her arms.

“I didn't mean to ignore you” you managed to say in between hiccups, while alex opened a bottle of cold water and placing it in between your lips, gently cupping your cheeks and made you drink. In which you obliged without hesitation, drinking the water down your throat as you looked up to meet her piercing blue eyes.

Once you were done drinking, she grabbed a tissue paper and wiped your lips. Your once tensed body, melted against her caring touch. She waited until you calmed down, then asked why you're drunk.

You explained that you were out drinking with a few friends, including benson. After a few drinks, you excused yourself and ordered a chinese takeout and luckily for you, the flowershop was about to close when you begged the elderly woman to sell her white roses to you. She made an exception, recognizing that it was the young attorney that always helped her. After that, everything was a blur, and the next thing you knew, you were already inside alex's office.

“I didn't mean to-” you paused, a deep sigh escaping your lips. You felt nervous, especially when alex was watching you with pure amusement. “I got dared to avoid you for a couple of days, since they somehow found out that I..” you trailed off.

A moment of silence

“You what? Tell me.” Alex said, unable to hide the mischief behind her eyes and the way she was smiling, something tells you that she already knows. She was just waiting for you to admit it.

“Do I have to?” you whispered, hiding your face in her neck.

“None of that, let me see your face.” alex hummed as you pulled away from her neck.

“Alex”

“Mhmm?”

“I like you, alex..” hearing those words, alex smiled.

“Now that wasn't so hard, was it?” she teased, causing you to frown. You pulled away from her, standing awkwardly as you lowered your head, feeling embarrassed to admit your feelings. Clearly, you've underestimated just how drunk you were because the next thing you knew, you fell right back in Alex's arms, passing out.

“I love you, my silly little girl.” alex whispered in your ears..

[lemidvet]

🌟Astriel🌟

“I shall protect the planets of the holy father worthy of carrying his beautiful creations”

Astriel is a low ranking principality angel, who shows a deep passion for Astronomy and occupies the position of a guide in the human world planetarium. He works beneath the Seraph Michael, attending his mutual interests in Astronomy by exploring intriguing cosmological phenomenons worthy of his visit. Due to this he is also known as “the traveler “ inside the celestial realm.

(layout inspired by @/another-lost-mc)

Hello people 👋 I finally finished my redesign for Astriel

He’s my first obey me Oc (i’m not sure, whether i’ll count my Michael as an oc yet) and i decided to get him out of my drafts and polish him up.

I’ll make more content of him soon, including a small comic about his backstory, but at the moment i need to focus on studying for my medical exams.

full reference sheet including the nsfw reference sheet:

Le_midvet on X

[song-writer-melo-wrath]

~tag game~

rules: reblog this and say “rest in peace [your OC], you would have loved…” then tag your pals!

Thank you to @1000punks for the tag, always a pleasure <3

[looks at OC amount] … Oh. Oh goodness. Athy are we really doing this.

Well, let me get my tags out of the way now, @spiderin-space and @nova-moshi because I love their characters.

@hefkerut cause I've seen them mentioned a few times and would love to know more.

I think in other cases, I don't know if they like being tagged or not, or don't know if they have OCs or not, so if you see this and want to OC ramble, say I tagged you, it's an honorary tag <3

Now, let's run through them, shall we? I'll try going alphabetically. You might want to sit down.

RIP Acolith, you would have loved Sakura festivals.

RIP Adamantine, you would have loved “gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss” posts.

RIP Adonis, you would have loved I'm Just Ken.

RIP Aged-Berry, you would have loved The Phantom of the Opera. And Tangled.

RIP Aikungi, you would have loved, nay, DEVOURED Naruto.

RIP Aldur, you would have loved drive in theatres.

RIP Amber, you would have loved candied insects.

RIP Ambrosia, you would have loved homemade beanies from Etsy.

RIP Anon, you would have loved the universal dislike of Anish Kapoor.

RIP Applesweet, you would have loved the fact that I gave you a different name, then forgot it. Girl I am so sorry. I'll work on it. You're still gonna be nicknamed that though.

RIP Arctic, you would have loved various authors dunking on J. K. Rowling.

RIP Arianna, you would have loved the song Dusk Till Dawn.

RIP Ash, you would have loved tone indicators.

RIP Ashlynn, you would have loved dry-clean services.

RIP Aspyn, you would have loved (and did, in fact, love) the Heathers musical.

RIP Astral Querie, you would have loved Lovebot.

RIP Astriel, you would have loved the MCR reunion tour.

RIP Athmoth, you would have loved the resurgence of bardcore, musical theatre, and the use of piano and music box in lo-fi.

RIP Bandit, you would have loved the choker section of Etsy.

RIP Bastion, you would have loved the video game you were inspired by: Bastion.

RIP Behemoth, you would have loved the memes about Ea-nāṣir

RIP Beregiso, you would have loved the fact that Dance Dance Revolution still has new games.

RIP Callie, you would have loved kites made in the shape of cute things like butterflies!!

RIP Caramel/Karma, you would have loved silly string.

RIP Cassandra, you would have loved Lacroix. I like my Lacroix the way I like Cassandra. I don't like Lacroix.

RIP Cat's Eye Apatite/Kat, you would have loved the increasing amount of pockets being put back in skirts/dresses.

RIP Celine, you would have loved Cheesecake Factory.

RIP Cinnabar, you would have loved girl in red.

RIP Chidimma, you would have loved and laughed your ass off at the “is it blue and black or white and gold” dress.

RIP Chuko, you would have loved Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds

RIP Claymin, you would have loved the amount of embroidery patterns you can find online.

RIP Creation/Pebbles, you would have loved the crab rave video.

RIP Cricket, you would have loved the Necronomicon.

RIP Culpin, you would have loved sorbet places.

RIP Cyan, you would have loved liquid glitter phone cases.

RIP Dahlia, you would have loved online gothic lolita shops.

RIP Danyacree, you would have loved tarot cards.

RIP Daphne, you would have loved 4D chess.

RIP Dawn, you would have loved the concept of ukulele apology songs, and then gone “wait, the first one was due to WHAT?!”

RIP Dayo, you would have loved Joshua Weissman's channel.

RIP Delphinium, you would have loved Pink. Possibly Halsey as well.

RIP Destruction, you would have also loved the crab rave video.

RIP Devil Wood Razoda/"Razzy", you would have loved Chicago (the musical)

RIP Dextropho, you would have loved prosthetic stickers.

RIP Dione, you would have loved Owl City.

RIP Dusk, you would have loved melatonin.

RIP Dushun, you would have loved temporary tattoos.

RIP E-302, you would have loved ENA

RIP Eden, you would have loved Troye Sivan.

RIP Eflores, you would have loved flower symbolism websites.

RIP Eko, you would have loved Amy Rose.

RIP Ellum, you would have loved sensory deprivation tanks.

RIP Eodel, you would have loved Post Modern Jukebox.

RIP Euphy, you would have loved the “FUCK YOU BALTIMORE” video.

RIP Fable, you would have loved remote jobs.

RIP Fate, you would have loved Dutch Bros.

RIP Fang, you you would have loved cybercore masks.

RIP Fiona, you would have loved online hair styling tutorials.

RIP Flaveo, you would have loved virgin cocktails.

RIP Fleur, you would have loved slam poetry gatherings. And Queer Eye.

RIP Gecko Gleeble, you would have loved learning to play Riptide and Soul Sister.

RIP Harper, you would have loved Weird Al.

RIP Hazel, you would have loved Studio Ghibli movies.

RIP Helios, you would have loved solar panels.

RIP Hemlocke, you would have loved the legalization of weed.

RIP Honeycomb, you would have loved Once Upon A Time. And Tangled.

RIP Hope, you would have loved cat ear headphones.

RIP Hyacinth, you would have loved community gardens and TeamTrees.

RIP Ilya, you would have loved Influence by Robert Cialdini.

RIP Incar, you would have loved Imagine Dragons.

RIP Inigo, you would have loved Lin Manuel Miranda.

RIP Iris, you would have loved Star Wars. Nnnnot so much the third trilogy.

RIP Jasmine, you would have loved Domino's.

RIP Jefferson, you would have loved the Hercule Poirot movies. Especially the last one, you'd get so much closure.

RIP Karuko, you would have loved the fireworks shows at Butchart Gardens.

RIP Kerinth, you would have loved Fire Emblem.

RIP Kirino, you would have loved the fact that the lesbian flag now has orange. And the internet's love of frogs.

RIP Lemming, you would have loved nature documentaries.

RIP Ladyfingers, you would have loved Epic the musical.

RIP Larth, you would have loved Dracula the Musical.

RIP Lamya, you would have loved Berrywitched.

RIP Lavender, you would have loved the concept of counting sheep.

RIP Lavender (yes, I have two of them), you would have loved mobiles.

RIP Locket, you would have loved popcorn machines.

RIP Lucastamine, you would have loved Dungeon Meshi.

RIP Mal, you would have loved 90s kpop.

RIP Maldue, you would have loved Renaissance Fairs.

RIP Marble Fondant, you would have loved Bob Ross.

RIP Maximus, you would have loved The Greatest Showman.

RIP Mayday, you would have loved rhythm games.

RIP Melody, you would have loved hyperpop.

RIP Monelia, you would have loved Mitski.

RIP Morose, you would have loved Wolfwalkers. And Turning Red. And the live-action The Little Mermaid…except for how they made Flounder look.

RIP Mysterium, you would have loved Vocaloid as a whole.

RIP Mythos, you would have loved The Rocky Horror Picture Show.

RIP Narcoma, you would have loved Poppy in her metal era.

RIP Naonë, you would have loved both Hades and Hades 2.

RIP Nym, you would have loved 60s love songs. And the British Baking Show.

RIP Nystil, you would have loved sparkle GIFs.

RIP Olivia, you would have loved dodie.

RIP Oliphant, you would have loved Skyrim.

RIP Opsys, you would have loved the Trouled Birds series.

RIP Othello Onyxus/Thello, you would have loved r/Piracy.

RIP Pallas, you would have loved Hollow Knight.

RIP Pale Bloodstone, you would have loved Hazbin Hotel.

RIP Palharine, you would have loved Celeste.

RIP Paprika, you would have loved pretzel places.

RIP Perlif, you would have loved Shape of You by Ed Sheeran.

RIP Petal, you would have loved both Frozen movies.

RIP Phantom, you would have loved dubstep.

RIP Phanny, you would have loved skydiving.

RIP Pidoth, you would have loved blumineck.

RIP Pietro, you would have loved the “jk…unless” meme.

RIP Popleir, you would have loved Mothman.

RIP Pyrlotarius, you would have loved Greek amphitheatres.

RIP Recedes, you would have loved The Princess Bride.

RIP Rowley, you would have loved r/nostupidquestions

RIP Royal Fondant, you would have loved Happy Tree Friends

RIP Serendipity, you would have loved the rising trend of girls who call themselves soft but are actually absolutely batshit.

RIP Silica, you would have loved Alec Benjamin.

RIP Sinistropho, you would have loved the Lockwood and Co books, but NOT the show.

RIP Skylar, you would have loved Barnes & Noble.

RIP Solaris, you would have loved Life is Strange. Even if it's not that good of a game, it's fun to play with friends, and has its moments.

RIP Streak, you would have loved drunk karaoke. Or really, just. Karaoke. You'll get there.

RIP Stidgeon, you would have loved horoscope newsletters.

RIP Summer River, you would have loved A Sound of Thunder.

RIP Song, you would have loved speedrunners.

RIP Tamia, you would have loved uquiz.

RIP Tanuki, you would have loved the Nintendo 3DS Eshop music.

RIP Tecwyn, you would have loved the increasing diversity of people in scientific fields. Especially trans women and furries.

RIP Tivity, you would have loved Animal Crossing.

RIP Venn, you would have loved Twilight, but not for the usual reasons people like Twilight.

RIP Venus, you would have loved the ever-rising appreciation for BUFF 👏 WOMEN 👏

RIP Victor, you would have loved Vaporwave.

RIP Victoria/Vicky, you would have loved Buffy the Vampire Slayer

RIP Vio, you would have loved the web-weaving tag on Tumblr.

RIP Vulciadis, you would have loved the continued existence of gospel music.

RIP Warwick, you would have loved 3d printing.

RIP Wester, you would have loved weather vanes.

RIP Wrath, you would have loved Burning Man.

RIP Withanix, you would have loved huge earrings.

RIP Wonwite, you would have loved “daily ___” blogs.

RIP Qwerty, you would have loved the Unipiper.

RIP Yintu, you would have loved the utter failure of NFT bros.

RIP Yulmix/Mimi, you would have loved the phrase “comfort the afflicted, afflict the comfortable”

RIP Yume, you would have loved “is the ___ video cute” blogs.

RIP Ziah, you would have loved the meme of giving Roombas knives.

RIP Zinnia, you would have loved the cottagecore side of the internet.

+ a few more but ohhh wow is this making Tumblr load slower.

[vicciouxs]

Chestnut Ridge. friday, november 3rd

Today I received emails from work and I guess they stressed me out so much that, right after opening and reading them, I turned off the computer and went out riding. This seems like progress to me. I used to be able to spend hours writing apologies, without even questioning why I was apologizing. I don't know if it's because of the air in this town or the influence of Dante, but I can say that I'm starting to see changes, maybe the light isn't so far away. And I know, I'm not very good at riding yet, but it makes me feel free. — Astriel Murphy's diary, fourth entry.

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[janaawrites2024]

Week 13 Writeup #4: Literacy

Prompt: Write about a book you hate and why.

Words by: Astrielle

As someone who has read fewer than ten books in my lifetime, I still have developed both preferences and criticisms regarding the ones I’ve encountered. Among them, my most disliked book is Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James.

As a hopeless romantic, I found that reading the book highlighted how dependent and controlled Anastasia appeared to be in the story. While I understand it’s just a work of fiction, I realize the theme and style of the book may simply not align with my personal preferences.

The central relationship in the book is one of its most divisive aspects. For me, it felt unhealthy and one-sided at times. While I appreciate that the book attempted to delve into complex emotional territory, I couldn’t fully invest in the relationship because it often seemed to lack mutual respect and balance. This made it hard to root for the characters as a couple.

Christian Grey wields significant power in the relationship, not just emotionally but also socially and financially. As a young, inexperienced college graduate, Anastasia is thrust into a world of wealth and control, where Christian often dictates the terms of their interactions. This power imbalance creates a dynamic where Anastasia is consistently in a weaker position, making it hard to view their relationship as an equal partnership.

Another thing I hated is that while the story emphasizes the importance of consent in their sexual relationship, this principle is inconsistently applied. Anastasia often feels pressured to comply with Christian’s demands—whether it’s signing a contract or agreeing to activities she isn’t fully comfortable with.

The relationship between Anastasia Steele and Christian Grey is the biggest issue with Fifty Shades of Grey. What’s meant to be a story of love and liberation instead feels like a cautionary tale about control, manipulation, and the dangers of romanticizing unhealthy dynamics.

While some readers may enjoy the story for its escapism and dramatic tension, it’s worth questioning the messages it sends about love and relationships. Healthy love should empower both partners, not leave one constantly compromising or struggling to find their voice.

Of course, this is just my perspective. One of the wonderful things about books is how they mean different things to different people. What didn’t work for me might be exactly what another reader loves.

[jezabatlovesbats]

My Fanon Star Sprite Characters

Yep, I made some Star Sprite OCs, too.

King Orion is the wise ruler of Spriteland, the kingdom far out in space where the Star Sprites are native to. He is a kind and forgiving man with a very silky mustache. Orion is a pretty busy man, but when he's not doing things related to kingdom management, he's all ears and is open to conversation. He insists on maintaining order, but he tries to be open to trying out new things. When Peach sent word across space to Spriteland to ask the Star Sprites for help and Leo wanted his daughter to represent them, Orion decided he would give her a chance. When Orion was younger, he was a hunter. 

King Orion and his wife, Queen Corona, work together to run Spriteland. Corona is smart and bright, and she likes making small talk. She has a strong sense of justice; she insists on creating a safe environment for everyone. She abides by the rules she and Orion set up. She is not fond of Apollo's attitude and does her best to keep him under control. She loves to read, and the star above her head is often very shiny. If she were in a Mario & Luigi game, she would want to play a minigame with the brothers since she's heard they're great at that from what Starlow says. 

Prince Apollo is Orion and Corona's son, but he is not a serious person. He is mischievous, and maybe, he tries too hard to be cool. He wants to look good for the people, and he flaunts how "on fire" he is. He swaggers around a lot, and he's got some attitude. He acts rather questionably, which concerns his family and lands him in trouble. Apollo hates that, and he also dislikes when his family "embarrasses" him. Apollo writes rap songs and uploads them to StellarSound, but honestly, the only reason anyone would follow him is because they respect his status.

Princess Sputnik is Orion and Corona's daughter and Apollo's twin sister. She is smart, charming and sweet, and she is more obedient than her brother. She knows that their parents will pick one of them to succeed them one day, so she tries to get Apollo to pull himself together so that their parents will actually have options. Sputnik doesn't get along very well with Apollo. She is learning everything there is to know about being a ruler, and she tries to make responsible decisions. She enjoys looking at the stars in space.

Goldry is a very good friend of Starlow's; she might even be her best friend. In my M&L fanon, Starlow really loves her representative job. She is very enthusiastic about staying with the Mario bros. and company on Earth, and she loves it enough to want to move there. Seeing Goldry and her parents is kind of her only motivation to go home to Spriteland. Goldry is a bookworm who is humble and clever. She is sharp-witted, and she will read up on anything she wants to know. She is loyal to every one of her friends, Starlow being no exception. She will tell her about anything that happens in Spriteland and get excited when she sees her. Goldry's favorite subject to learn about is astrology. Her name is a portmanteau of "gold" and "starry."

Astrielle is Starlow's mother and a good engineer. She is very intelligent and is good at working with machinery, but she is also emotional, caring and sympathetic. She doesn't like having to see her daughter leave for her job, but she understands that Starlow loves to adventure with the bros. and bring her starlight to Earth. She would love to meet Mario and Luigi. If someone is going through a hard time, Astrielle will show them love and kindness. She tries to be a shoulder for people to cry on. She is working for an organization that builds machines that use star power to improve people's lives; she helps to wire those machines together. 

Xander is a young employee of that machinery organization, and Astrielle works with him. Xander is mostly absorbed in his work and doesn't like to socialize. He's irritable and bitter, but it's easy to lighten him up. Xander usually turns to Astrielle for some comfort whenever he feels that his job is too hard or that people won't notice his hard work. He is very loyal to the organization, so he just wants them to recognize his work. Xander is a defensive person, so if the organization needed someone to protect it, he would. Star Sprites typically don't need to wear glasses, but Xander has very bad eyesight. 

Iris is a graceful and pleasant girl from outside Constellation City, the most populated area of Spriteland. She treats everyone with respect, and she is brave and self-assured. She does not have the same abilities that Star Sprites usually have, which is something she has dealt with since birth (it does not come from the purple ribbon she wraps around her star). She has always had a tooth gap. Iris is a lover of all things purple, which is why she almost always wears purple shoes and a purple ribbon. Xander is madly in love with her.

The Zodiac are King Orion and Queen Corona's royal guards. They represent the 12 zodiac signs, and they watch over the people of Spriteland. Because Spriteland is a kingdom that devotes itself to exploration, they also look after other planets and galaxies. Like all Star Sprites, their abilities are derived from their star energy. They are each armed with weapons that suit them. To help them battle more efficiently, they are able to take human form. They are all fully grown adults. You might think they live in the castle, but they don't, and they get up in the dark to go to work. Ra1nb0w-Ph0en1x knows a lot about astrology, so they helped me write their personalities out. 

Ari is the ram. She is very brave as well as confident, but she has to be in a space where she feels comfortable enough to feel confident. She can be impatient sometimes. Ari tends to dive headfirst into things without thinking about possible consequences. She is not good at leading people or coming up with ideas. She thinks carefully about what she says to people. She lives with her aunt in her large house. Her weapon is a handheld battering ram. 

Taura is the bull. She is hardworking and shows determination. She shows dedication in all that she does for everyone, and she is usually obedient, but also pretty stubborn. Taura does smile, but she is also quite aggressive. She is athletic, but sometimes lazy. She has trouble being honest with people since she is afraid she might hurt their feelings. She isn't very smart. She lives with her cousins in a multifamily home. Her weapon is a sword; its blade is shaped like a bull's horn.

Gem represents the twins. He is not very intelligent, but he's energetic, and he has good communication skills. He is flexible, meaning he is able to adjust to different situations. He isn't someone you can trust with keeping your secrets, though. He's also unreliably forgetful; if someone asks him to do something, he'd accidentally forget about it after some time. He lives with his twin brother, Nye, who wants to be with him forever. He dually wields two small knives as his weapons.

Canci is the crab. He has a generally sweet nature. He is one of the smarter members, and he gives good emotional advice. He is a cautious and generous person, and he is not one to hold a grudge against people that try to harm him. He is a little bit too saccharine and overemotional about things. He's a bit possessive of things that are important to him. He is quite secretive, and because of that, others can get a bit suspicious of him. He lives in a small house with his adopted children. His weapon is a shield in the shape of a crab shell that can shift into a crab claw spear.

Leo is the lion, as well as Starlow's father. He is prideful in both a good way and a bad way. He's brave and confident, and he likes to try out new things. He's loyal, strong and polite. He is a tiny bit self-centered. He is the first person that the other members turn to for answers, but he doesn't always give the best ones. Starlow is so enthusiastic about bombarding you with annoying combat tutorials because she has learned what she knows about combat from Leo. She has also gained her knowledge of Earth and her extreme love for it from him. He lives with Astrielle in their house, and Starlow stays with them whenever she comes home. His weapon is a whip that looks like a lion's tail.

Viga symbolizes the maiden. She is neat and tidy, but she is not very good at noticing little details. She is very patient, as well as kind and graceful. She is also modest and loyal. She is kind of judgmental and isn't very good at giving criticism; it comes off more as her hating on someone. She is a bit stubborn like Taura, picky about certain things and somewhat uptight. She lives alone in her own house. She is also aromantic and asexual. Her weapon is a parasol.

Libi represents the scale. She has a strong sense of truth and justice. She is a sociable person. If you upset or anger her, she will not visibly look mad; she'll bottle up her anger and get back at you when the timing is right, with the same level of damage. She's a bit controlling and comes off as emotionless at times. She used to study law before she decided to become a guard. She lives with her elderly father in his apartment so that she can take care of him. Her weapon is a pair of nunchucks that have extensions on each side; these extensions are attached to small cups that look like the cups on a scale.

Sagi is the archer. They are creative and friendly, and they tend to be optimistic. They are pretty outdoorsy, but they don't really like to travel to far off places. They are a very sweet and nurturing person, and they would be a great parental figure. They can be a little bit too blunt, and sometimes, they're emotionally cold. They have their ways of making their flaws work for them with their innovative skills. They are no stranger to confidence. They live with their wife in a house close to her outdoor gear shop. They are agender. Their weapon is a bow and arrow, but it doesn't fire arrows that pierce people. 

Capri is the sea goat. He's a goal-oriented, ambitious and helpful man. Like Ari and Viga, he can be stubborn. He is also impulsive, but he still works hard to keep everyone afloat. He is normally disciplined and tries to remain calm, but he gets sort of brutal if he's provoked enough. He lives in a beach house with his wife and their sons, one of which is transmasculine. His weapon is a trident with goat horns beneath the three spears.

Aqua symbolizes the water bearer. He is an open-minded guy who tries to bring out the best in everyone. He treats everyone with kindness, and he joined the Zodiac in support of humanitarianism and the general welfare. He has a rather short temper like Scorlo, and he is absent-minded, so he isn't always aware of what's going on. Sometimes, when he's on patrol, he'll head away from his post to do something else for a bit. He lives with his father and stepmother by a river. His weapon is a net cannon shaped like a water bearer's jug.

Pisci represents the fish. She is sweet and kind and has a positive mindset. She would never tell a lie. She is extremely generous, and she gives out what she wants to get back. She likes to make other people feel happy. She isn't very creative, and she is the most emotionally sensitive of the Zodiac members. She's a little bit gullible. She is also pretty indecisive, and she's not very adaptable to new things. She lives in a house located near a harbor with her husband, their genderfluid child and their daughter. For her weapon, she wields a battle ax, its blade shaped like a fish’s tail fins. The handle has a fish scale pattern carved on it.

[maleyanderecafe]

hello im the creator of astriel and yes he can work here ✨

Oh! Okay, then welcome aboard!

You get two weeks of training and a picture of your beloved. Beta will keep an eye out for you but don't be offended if he ditches you to stalk Scientist, it's just part of that yandere life.

[divinecalls]

Hi! I was an angel with big black iridescent wings, Black hair and I think 4 eyes tho I'm not so sure could be more. I remember 2 names for me, Astrael/Astriel and something like Samariel. I worked with stars and had a necklace with a crescent moon of what I think was silver. I fell sometime after a flood and identify as demonkin now. I feel some conection with the sea and storms but Idk why yet. If you remember me please interact with this ask.

Interact if this rings a bell!

[nwspiritism]

How to Interpret Dreams – The Spirit World Guides Us in our Sleep

How to Interpret Dreams – The Spirit World Guides Us in our Sleep

The Spirit World Guides Us in our Sleep – The spirit Astriel, in a conversation with the Reverend G. Vale Owen discussed how the spirit world helps people when they ask for guidance for a pressing problem. We have all had days where there is something we just can’t figure out. A homework assignment from school, a complex algorithm to be designed and coded for work, or a presentation to kick off a…

[pheonyxrose94]

Selene: Stop Freaking Out you already belong to her shes keeping it secret it is not your life it is hers her current cercumstances pose a threat to her wellbeing if it all falls now shes keeping herself reserved she knows all of these things are hurting you yes she does feeling it but shes appealing to your ability to figure things out shes hoping you catch on to the changes occuring so she doesnt have to worry about hurting you

Your stability here is the only remaining factor you have bin provided with a roof over your head you still hold a job you are obtaining a new one everything is working out fine

Your to stuck in your head your to scared your too afraid focus

And send her a copy of this so she knows im watching over you both

Stop being self centered

Yes your being self centered worry worry worry fear fear fear doubt doubt doubt

She comes back every single time doesn she?

Does she do that for anyone else really pay attention astriel go ahead conpare the patterns to the other three pay very close attention and you will see you have already bin claimed

Patience and work are all that remains here

Give her her securities and you will have yours

Now focus on now and what you can do for u in the meantime

Let her know your safe

I have plans for you both once you get your head out of your ass and your mundane nessessities cared for

You have nothing to fear

So banish fear from you and her and focus on building

Build grow prosper i am always with you

-selene

[lxndrlvr]

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Let's get you home, detective.

Note: mentions of alcohol, getting drunk, confrontations, slow burn but not really?, angst if you squint, tension, sapphic stuff ykwim, jealousy.(!!??), misunderstandings.

Pairings: Alexandra Cabot × detective reader

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“You are under arrest for the rape of Kendall MacKenzie, you have the right to remain silent and to refuse any questions. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you....”

“Great job out there, you've really outdone yourself for a rookie.” well that was something you didn't expect, especially coming from the captain himself. Even the others praised you, and it made your stomach feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside. Being a rookie meant that you were prone to criticism, which meant that everything you did was monitored. Especially your job now in the Special Victims Unit police department (SVU) was no joke. It takes a lot to have the guts to work in there, good thing for you, you were not one to back out so easily.

As of now, you've already tracked down the suspect after days of trying to pin which one of them raped the poor girl. You were alongside munch and tutuola, which meant that you were always in between their daily banter and side comments. It was amusing, really. But most days, you prefer working alongside elliot and olivia. But that also meant feeling like you were third wheeling, which made you feel like you didn't belong anywhere. Still, that didn't stop you from tracking them all down alongside them. You were adjusting quite well, surprisingly you still haven't vomited from extreme nausea and punched someone in the face for being a straight up asshole.

...

Busy monday, tons of evidences yet still not enough to send that man to court. Everyone was getting frustrated, especially you. You were so focused on going over your papers over and over again, trying to see if you missed something small that can potentially help you make sense of it all that you didn't even realize someone was standing behind your back, talking to detective benson and stabler. You jumped from your chair, immediately flipping through the pages as you ran to olivia's side, pointing at every possible thing they missed during the investigation. Explaining in great detail on how you connected every clues and minor details, leading to you rummaging through your desk for more information. It was all finally adding up, you were so close.

“That's a good observation you have there” she paused, “I'm afraid we haven't met yet. I'm Alex Cabot, a pleasure to meet you.” introducing herself, she extended her hands to shake yours. While you were in a daze, just staring at her like a lovestruck fool, causing you to stammer. The papers and your pen falling on the floor from nervousness as you mentally cursed yourself as you picked up your things from the floor. Alex also crouched down, helping you as you introduced yourself, still stuttering. Olivia side eyed you, asking what was that all about when Alex was whisked away by Elliot and Cragen for a talk.

“No, I should be the one asking. What was that? That's Alex?” you asked in disbelief, you've only heard whispers about the ADA but you've never met her in person, that was, until today. Olivia has never seen you act this way, that's when it finally clicked.

“Please don't tell me you like Cabot.”

“I mean-” she cut you off “I'm not hearing you out, kid.”

“Oh come on!”

“You cannot be serious—”

“Oh you're one to talk” you interrupted, then gulped when she gave you a disapproving look. You felt like you were walking on thin ice, so you dropped it.

...

You're in awe while watching Alex in action, feeling massively intimidated by the older woman. Her voice alone, sent shivers down your spine while you paid attention intently on how she delivered the case.

“The defendant was charged with heinous crimes, the murder victim was seven weeks pregnant.”

“Objection!” a loud bang echoed in the court room, making you slightly wince.

“That was a nice try, counselor. Don't do it again.”

“My apologies.” alex replied sheepishly

...

Months have passed and still, you haven't made your move yet with her. Many have tried pursuading you but you've always avoided Alex like the plague. Something about that woman was making you stammer all over your words, so you decided it was best to keep your distance. But the latter seemed to take that you just generally disliked her, enough to keep your distance and put a wall in between you both before you even got too close. Of course at first alex went out of her way to befriend you, but realizing that no matter what she does, you would always end up avoiding her. She tried asking what was wrong, but you gave her no straight answers. Elliot watched as you fumbled over alex, he and olivia knew better than anyone, and by that I mean they know that you liked alex. It was painful to watch, to say the least. The amount of headache you've put them through, stressing them out just because you're too much of a coward to confess.

“Why do I do this? I always mess up, now she thinks I don't want to be her friend.” you pouted as you took a sip of your drink, it was a long exhausting day from work as usual. It was stabler's treat, just you and him. You reminded him so much of his daughter, and you needed a friend. Only, you suck at making friends so you just whisk off any parental figure you see to rant your heart out over some woman that you can't seem to get out of your mind.

“I really don't understand how you expect anything to happen when you ignore her” he started, then shook his head in a disapproving manner when you started to sniffle quietly.

“I'm scared, okay?” you tried to reason out

“Kid, you've handled crimes harder than this. Confrontation with cabot surely wouldn't kill you.” he said, taking a sip of his beer.

“But what if I mess up?” you said weakly, your eyes glassy from crying.

“You won't.”

...

You really didn't have any choice, not even a week later and you're whisked off to interrogate a suspect alongside cabot. Cragen specifically tasked you to stay by her side and when you tried to protest, that's when he changed his mind about letting olivia and elliot come with you. So now you're stuck with Alex, and you didn't know what to do other than fumble over the hem of your sweater. It was awkward at first, neither one of you spoke to one another, that was until Alex initiated first. You really didn't want to be rude so you tried to talk and keep your composure intact for your sake. It was by far the longest conversation you've had with her, and since then, you both went out of your ways to make small talks whenever you can.

The squad seemed impressed with the progress you had, and you were also quite proud of yourself for not being as nervous and cowardice before. That was, until you saw Alex with a man at a restaurant, where you were invited by your college close friend for dinner to catch up. The whole evening, you could barely focus on your conversation with your friend, you were practically fuming at this point. The way he held her hands, the sound of alex's laugh and her smile. It looked more genuine than when she was with you. And that hurt you deeply, and your friend seemed to notice the change in your demeanor so your dinner was cut shortly when he offered to take you out to get some ice cream. You agreed and you both exited the restaurant once he paid for everything.

Alex watched as you exited the restaurant with a man, holding you by your waist and guiding you out. Her heart felt heavy at the sight, almost forgetting that she was on a date with a guy. Now it felt so wrong to entertain him, alex felt sorry for using the guy, but she can't seriously let herself fall for the younger detective.

...

There it was again, and everyone seemed to notice it. Another growing tension between alex and the stubborn young detective, just when everyone thought things were going well, they were now back to avoiding each other like the plague. Olivia tried talking you through it, but you shut her out. It was a jerk move, yes, but olivia understood where you were coming from. So she dropped it, knowing that it was best to leave you to it. After all, you insisted that you're old enough to handle this.

But it also greatly affected your performance at work, you've grown more impatient than ever and whenever someone pokes you too much, you explode and storm out of there. You can barely focus anymore, but you're trying your best to maintain everything in control. It was painful to watch you go through this, benson, stabler, munch, tutuola and cragen. It didn't take long enough for them to figure out why you were acting this way. You're not even surprised anymore when you got called up in cragen's office by the end of the day.

“What's with you, detective.” he started off while you looked at the ground, feeling guilty for how you've been acting lately.

“I'm sorry..” your voice cracked, choosing not to answer his question. Apologizing instead, after all, it was your fault for letting your feelings consume you whole.

“Look kid, I understand that you might be going through something serious, but what's happening? It has to be something big that you're letting it get to you.” you couldn't answer him, it sounded too childish to admit why you acted this way.

“It won't happen again, sir.” you closed your eyes, feeling like you're getting scolded by your father for misbehaving.

“I'm not mad, if there's anything you need, don't hesitate to come to me. Take care of yourself kiddo. You're free to go.” you silently thanked him as you exited the room, bumping into someone.

“Oh I am so sorry—” you began, only to cut your sentence short when you realize it was alex, standing close to you. You cleared your throat, as stepped away. She didn't even spare a single glance at you as she entered cragen's office.

...

Alex wouldn't mind falling in love with you, if it didn't mean being in love with a girl.

You wouldn't mind falling in love with a girl, if it didn't mean falling in love with alex.

...

You visited Alex's office, alongside munch and tutuola to discuss something. You barely spoke a whisper, not even a sound came out of you, when asked, you would just nod or reply non verbally. The amount of times you caught alex's intense gaze at you, was more than you could count. Or at least her eyes never left yours the minute you stepped foot inside her office. When it was time to head out, you were the first one to leave but was stopped when munch told you to stay back. They'll just get something and will be back in at least 15 minutes, you were about to protest but they didn't give you a chance, they were already out. You stood in the corner, refusing to acknowledge Alex's presence. Her telephone rang, as she got up and approached to answer it.

“Alexandra Cabot” she answered, then her face lit up when she recognized the voice, belonging to her guy friend. It wasn't your intention to eavesdrop, but alex seemed excited talking to him. The sight alone was enough to pierce your heart, lucky for you, munch came back just in time to pick you up.

...

“You didn't tell me she was invited too.” you mumbled, gulping as you watched Alex from afar, talking to cragen about something. You scoffed when you heard elliot chuckle, having the urge to elbow his face for finding this amusing.

“Does that bother you?”

“You know damn well it does.” you murmured, drinking your cheap beer.

“Snappy.”

...

You were now left alone in the bar, while the others chatted in the corner. A guy approached you, while Alex watched from a distance. She overheard you refusing the man's offer to buy you a drink, standing up from your stool as you tried to wobble away from the man. You were evidently drunk, but the stranger was persistent. Before he could even grab you, someone already did, holding your waist protectively as they put themselves in between you and the man harassing you.

“Get out of my way, woman—” he tried to snatch you away when alex slapped his hand away and kept you close to her.

“I suggest you get out of my face before I put you behind bars.” alex calmly stated, holding you close as you rested your head on her neck, mumbling something incoherent.

“And who are you to tell me what to do, you little—”

“Her girlfriend, now if you may excuse me, don't ever come near her ever again.” she snapped at him before pulling you gently away from the bar, going straight to your colleagues as she offered to take you home.

You protested incoherently, you were talking nonsense at this point as you tried to identify who was this woman holding you close.

“Who are you?” hiccup.

“It's alex” she gently murmured against your ear as she led you out of that place.

“My alex or other alex?” she laughed at that, shaking her head as you addressed her as 'your alex'. Or is it her?

“Well how many alex do you know?” amused, she asked the younger detective.

“Only you” you shrugged.

“Let's get you home, detective.”

...

Fortunately, you were sober enough to inform her your address. Which led her to driving you to a dark and dirty alley, which looked very unsuitable for any woman to walk on, it was so dark that she doesn't know how you manage to go home safely in this alleyway. Once you arrived, alex saw a few gang members outside the building, as she immediately turned her car back around and drove to her house instead.

“Absolutely not.” alex muttered under her breath, there was no way in hell was she going to let you stay in your apartment knowing that those men were lurking outside the building, not to mention at an ungodly hour considering it was 1 am.

“Hey, this is not the way to my apartment.” you sulked, as alex rolled her eyes. Of course it wasn't, she was not going to let you step foot inside that building after what she saw.

“I know, we're heading back to my place.” good thing alex stayed sober.

“At least take me out to dinner first, miss cabot.” you scoffed, not noticing how alex blushed from your absentminded words. Still, she didn't comment on it.

...

You can't really recall what happened, but you somehow found yourself in Alex's guest bedroom, in her pajamas, wrapped under her blankets, inside her own home. You walked down the stairs, only to find alex with her hair up in an apron, cooking breakfast. She glanced up, her pair of blue eyes, staring directly at you as she smiled softly.

“Good morning, how do you feel?” she asked as she opened one of her cabinets and grabbed painkillers for you to drink, as you slowly approached her in the kitchen, sitting on one of the stools.

“Like I just got hit by a thousand bus.” you managed to croak out, good thing you brushed your teeth using the spare toothbrush she left for you upstairs. She chuckled at your antics, placing the painkillers in front of you, as well as a glass of water.

“That's what you get for drinking too much” alex said in amusement as she watched as you drank the pills, groaning at your headache. Plating your food, she sat next to you, turning your head to face her.

“Can you eat?” she asked, her voice gentle as she cupped your cheeks. You nodded, accepting the plate of food from her.

...

After eating, you're both silently looking at each other. The plates long forgotten on the table, her blue eyes scanning over your facial features, wondering how could someone be as angelic as the younger detective in front of her.

“Why do you hate me?” that question caught you off guard, your eyes widening. Her voice sounded weak and defeated, almost as if she was in pain, the thought alone, sent shivers down your spine.

“What? I don't hate you, alex. Who told you that?”

“No one did, it's just that..” she paused, then sighed. “Why are you avoiding me? Have I done something wrong?” she asked.

“No, you didn't do anything wrong.”

“Then why are you avoiding me? Why do you always run away from me? I can't understand you, one moment we're okay, and then the next second I get too close, you run away from me!” she snapped.

“Alex-”

“Why are you treating me like this?” her voice cracked, her eyes slowly becoming glassy.

You gulped, not knowing what to say. For as long as you can remember, you've always thought that alex couldn't care less if you ignored her, that it didn't hurt her one bit, but seeing her like this. It felt like a stab to your heart.

“That day at the restaurant, I saw you with a guy.” taking a deep breath, you paused. Then continued. “It broke my heart, alex. I saw the way he held your hands and how he made you laugh, I wanted it to be me.” you sniffled.

“I always thought I was out of your league” you let out a dry chuckle. “Is it selfish of me to admit that I'm jealous? Why couldn't it have been me? But then I figured, maybe you didn't like me that way so I distanced myself. Do you know how hard it was to watch your smile? Knowing that another man is making you happy, while I stepped back because I'm too much of a coward to admit that I have fallen for you. Can you believe it alex?” choking on a sob, you tried to contain your emotions as you wiped away your tears.

“I'm not a very religious person, but God, I dropped to my knees and prayed. I asked him why he was doing this to me and why does love come easy for other people, but when it comes to me, it felt like sin. I can feel my skin burning with every cry that I let out, this guilt is eating me inside and I don't know how to feel about it.”

“I like you, alex. No, I love you. And that's what hurts the most, because—” before she could finish her sentence, alex kissed her. Effectively shutting her up, her tears coming to abrupt, the kiss almost desperate as you closed your eyes and kissed back.

Pulling away felt like such a crime, but you had to eventually. Resting against each other's forehead as you both tried to catch your breath after kissing so intensely. Then alex chuckled, trapping you in her arms as she pressed a soft, tender kiss on your cheeks.

“Idiot, I love you more.”

[lemidvet]

gotta thank @bagofmice for recommending me the idea of having Astriel work in the planetarium

🌟Astriel🌟

“I shall protect the planets of the holy father worthy of carrying his beautiful creations”

Astriel is a low ranking principality angel, who shows a deep passion for Astronomy and occupies the position of a guide in the human world planetarium. He works beneath the Seraph Michael, attending his mutual interests in Astronomy by exploring intriguing cosmological phenomenons worthy of his visit. Due to this he is also known as “the traveler “ inside the celestial realm.

(layout inspired by @/another-lost-mc)

Hello people 👋 I finally finished my redesign for Astriel

He’s my first obey me Oc (i’m not sure, whether i’ll count my Michael as an oc yet) and i decided to get him out of my drafts and polish him up.

I’ll make more content of him soon, including a small comic about his backstory, but at the moment i need to focus on studying for my medical exams.

full reference sheet including the nsfw reference sheet:

Le_midvet on X

[lxndrlvr]

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Can't sleep?

Note: insomnia, mentions of medication, fluff, established relationship, cuddling, working late.

Pairings: Alexandra Cabot × reader

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It's the typical sunday evening, you're busy typing in your laptop to go over your lessons over and over again, making sure you didn't miss anything. As a professor, you were quite used to staying up late to finish everything. It was a great excuse, really. You can always finish your work during the day, but still chose to do it during night time as an excuse to stay up, especially when you're over at your girlfriend's apartment. It took some time for you to adjust, as you weren't really a night owl. It all started when you caught alex outside your shared bedroom, sitting on the couch watching your favorite show. She was just staring blankly, which worried you. She didn't even realize your lingering gaze behind her, it was only when you wrapped your arms around her waist did she snap out of her trance and slightly jumped from the sudden contact. Immediately deflating in your arms once she realized it was only you, her exhaustion evident in her eyes. She closed her eyes when your lips touched her forehead, then to her cheek, down to her neck. Smothering her with kisses, which made her let out a soft sigh, cherishing this moment.

“Would you mind telling me why you're still up?” you spoke in a gentle tone, one that alex has grown used to. Ones that she craved during her vulnerable moments, your gentleness. A contrast to the harsh events happening in her life, constantly haunting her for as long as she can remember.

Of course you knew something was wrong, alex was more quiet than usual. You also noticed her being tense earlier this morning before leaving for work, her hands behind her neck. A habit of hers whenever she's troubled, poor baby.

“I can't sleep” she quietly replied, her eyes looked glassy. It was the first time you saw her in her vulnerable state, and your first instinct was to wrap her in a warm embrace.

“Something bothering you, hmm?” you took off her glasses, then tied her hair up in a messy bun. Taking advantage of her current relaxed demeanor, you pressed another kiss to her cheeks. Glancing at the table, you noticed some pills scattered from an open bottle. Melatonin.

Alex glanced at where you were looking, and letting out a long exhausted sigh, curling into a small ball inside your arms. How couldn't you have noticed? You blamed yourself for being so blind, it doesn't take a genius to know that those pills are her medication for insomnia. Alex was suffering from insomnia, despite having learned medicine from your mother, you didn't notice Alex's situation and how bad it has gotten. That even until now, you still felt guilty that there's only so much you could do in your power to make her feel better. Long story short, everytime you visited alex, you always made sure to stay up with her.

At first, even when you forced yourself to stay up, you always end up falling asleep in her arms. It was the other way round, alex couldn't help but find your efforts adorable that even when she disliked the idea of you going to an extent of staying up, even though you loved to sleep, it was nice to know that you cared enough to make efforts for her. No matter how many times she refused, you were persistent.

Your visits happened more often, especially when you knew Alex just got back from the court. You always brought groceries, and she always cooks for you. It's been months of continuing this routine, nothing changed much except for the fact that alex doesn't feel alone anymore. Sure, she was still insomniac but having you by her side eased her up. You had always expressed how grateful you were that alex is your girlfriend, unbeknownst to you, you were the best thing that happened to her. She didn't know what she did to deserve you, nor did she know what you see in her.

Back to present, as you were typing in your laptop, you felt the bed sink a little. You turned your head to face your girlfriend, smiling softly, noticing her drowsy state. She was wearing the silly fuzzy matching pajama that you bought for you and her, at first she called it silly, but now it's one of her favorite things to wear to sleep.

“Are you done with your tea?” you asked, absentmindedly pulling her in your arms. You closed your laptop, putting it on top of the bedside table.

“Yes” she paused, then continued. “Are you done with your work?”

“Mhmm.” you chuckled, what alex didn't realize was that her words were starting to become incoherent the more she spoke. Her drowsiness making it hard for her to realize her current state.

“Can we sleep now?” alex hummed, pulling away from your grasp as she watched as you frowned from the sudden change of heart. Alex shook her head, smiling at your antics as she pulled you back in for a hug, this time, she was the big spoon.

“Please.” that was the last thing you said as you both drifted off to sleep, the warm blanket wrapped around your warm bodies, glued together. A perfect way to end the day.