#awww shes so silly and special and adorable

[lyss-sketchbox]

cat donations, cat donations!

This is my cat, her name is Shtuchka)

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WHY DOES SHE LOOK LIKE SHE HAS A RECEDING HAIRLINE AND MUTTON CHOPS ON THE BODY OF A FLUFFY MAINE COON

[mellowsadistic]

The Magician's Game - Chapter 4

Susie’s New Life

“Come here, little one!” Susie’s mother called. “Come to Mummy!”

Susie immediately got up and abandoned the stuffed animal tea party she’d been forced to play with (“Would you wike some tea, Mister Snuggles?”), hurrying over to her mother as fast she could. Once she reached Mrs Taylor, she felt a sudden weakness in her knees. Against her will, her body did a submissive little curtsey. She lifted up the hem of her silly little frock and flashed her wet, drooping diaper. “Here Mummy,” she said. Normally she was allowed to wear cotton underpants and use the little plastic training potty in the living room, always under supervision, but occasionally her mother changed her into nappies and told her she couldn’t control her bladder. Susie had spent that whole morning dribbling wee-wee into her pants like a dumb baby. Her mother had told her she couldn’t hold her pee, so she couldn’t.

“Good girl,” Mrs Taylor cooed, smirking. Even after months of having her independent daughter back under her thumb, she was still delighted by the sight of the once mature, rebellious young woman reduced to an obedient little lady. She looked especially adorable in her soggy nappy, blushing crimson, her eyes fixed on her sweet little Mary Janes. “Come with Mommy, sweetie. We’re going to your nursery. We need to get you changed into your special dance clothes, okay princess?”

“Yes, Mummy,” Susie said again, with another curtsey. Then she waddled hurriedly after her mother, wrinkling her nose at the horrible, yucky wet feeling of her diaper squishing between her legs.

Once they reached her bedroom, her nursery, Susie couldn’t stop herself scrunching up her face in disgust at the baby-pink wallpaper, the large crib, the changing table, and the childish toys that littered the carpet. She didn’t want to pull a face, but Mummy had told her that was how she was supposed to react to things she didn’t like. No more superior sneers. No more cold stares. Just wrinkling her nose and pulling what Mummy called her ‘yucky face’.

Mrs Taylor turned around to her daughter and lifted her frock up and over her head, leaving her bare-chested. Susie tried to cover her breasts, but her mother smacked her hands away. “No baby. There’s no need to cover your boobies. You haven’t got anything Mummy hasn’t seen before.” Susie’s lower lip trembled as her hands dropped immediately to her side. Her mother slipped her shoes off her feet, leaving her in nothing but her squishy wet nappy and her frilly ankle socks. “What a soggy girl!” Mrs Taylor cooed, probing the discoloured front of Susie’s diaper with her fingers. “You’re Mummy’s widdle pee-pee pants, aren’t you precious? Yes you are! Yes you are! But I don’t think you need a change just yet. That can wait until later. Let’s finish getting you dressed.”

Susie could only stand there like a doll as her mother pulled a ridiculous tutu up her legs and over her nappy. The puffy frills stuck out from her waist, failing spectacularly to conceal her bulging potty pants. Next, a pair of ballet shoes over her socks, and finally a pair of glittery pink fairy wings that slipped into place over her shoulders.

“There we go!” Mrs Taylor announced happily. “Fully dressed! Come and take a look at yourself, cutie.” She led her daughter over to the floor-length mirror and stood her in front of it.

Susie almost started crying when she saw how absurd she looked. An attractive women in her early twenties (as her bare breasts made clear) dressed up like a little girl pretending to be a fairy princess, her wet diaper peeking out beneath the hem of her tutu, letting everyone know she wasn’t even mature enough for toilets. She gritted her teeth and fought to keep her face set. She didn’t want to give her mother the satisfaction of seeing her cry like a baby, but she still couldn’t stop herself from pulling her yucky face.

“Awww, what’s that look for, sweetie?” Mrs Taylor cooed. “Who’s Mummy’s pretty baby? Who’s my pretty little girl?”

“Me Mummy!” Susie blurted. The words spilled from her lips beyond her control. “Me a pwetty giwl!”

Her mother laughed. “That’s right, sweetie! Now let’s go and show you off to Mummy’s friends, and you can do your little dance just like we practiced.”

“Yes Mummy,” Susie said. She tried desperately to keep her feet rooted to the floor, but it was useless. She was nothing but a passenger in her own body when her mother gave her an order. She followed her mother out of her nursery and down the stairs towards the living room. The sounds of conversation reached her ears. Her mother’s twisted friends had been delighted to see Susie ‘put back in her place’.

A chorus of laughter rang out once Susie entered the room, and her lower lip trembled again. She kept her eyes fixed on the floor, wishing it would swallow her up and end this nightmare.

“Say hello to your Aunties, princess,” her mother ordered. “Just like Mummy told you to do.”

A big dumb smile spread over Susie’s face at once. She looked up and waved enthusiastically at the five women sitting on the sofas and chairs. “Hewwo Aunties!”

“Awww!” they all cooed in unison.

“Hi baby!”

“Aren’t you just the cutest!”

“That outfit is much more appropriate than all those silly things you used to wear!”

“I could just gobble you up!”

“I’m so glad you’re back where you belong, little one!”

“Little Susie-wusie wanted to show you all the dance she’s been practising,” Mrs Taylor announced. “It’s a bit different from the dancing she used to do when she was out partying at university, back when she thought she was a big girl, but she’s still very proud of it. Go on, sweetie, sing your little song for us!”

Susie tried once more, desperately, to control her body. But no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t disobey her mother. “I’m a little baby,” she sang, to the tune of I’m A Little Teapot. “Wet and dumb!” She struggled to hold back her tears. “Here is my nappy…” She patted it. “And here is my bum!” She spun around, stuck out her padded bottom, and wiggled it at her mother’s cackling friends. “When… I get… all stinky…” she sang between grunts, sinking down into a squat and straining to fill her diaper just like Mummy had ordered her to do. She felt sick and disgusted at what her traitorous body was doing. The seat of her nappy bulged and sagged. “Here me shout!” she sobbed, getting up and turned back around to face her audience with tears running down her cheeks, her loaded diaper now sagging halfway down to her knees. “Mummy!” she cried. “I did a poo-poo in my pants!”

Her mother’s friends shrieked with laughter and applauded, while Mrs Taylor smiled, darkly satisfied, and pulled her tearful daughter into a hug. “There, there, stinky-bum,” she cooed. “It’s okay. Mummy’s very proud of you for doing your cute little song and dance. It’s only to be expected that you pooped your pants. You might have thought you were a mature, independent woman who was clever enough to go off to university, but now you know you’re just a big, silly baby who can’t even stop herself making yucky messes in her nappy.”

“But you made me!” Susie whined. All her complaints came out in an annoying, whiny voice now, ever since her mother told her that was how she was to complain about things. “I can control myself!”

“Awww, is my widdle Susie-wusie being a fussy-pants?” Mrs Taylor crooned. “I think she is!” Then she leaned close to her daughter’s ear and whispered an order. “Throw a tantrum, Susie. Right now.”

Immediately, Susie lost control of her emotions. “I’m not a BABY!” she screeched, stamping her feet and pumping her fists madly the moment her mother had pulled away. “I wanna go back to college! I wanna go to parties and have sex with boys! I wanna be a grown-up again!” She stomped about stupidly, looking utterly ridiculous in her tutu and fairy wings, her bare breasts and her stinky diaper both jiggling wildly as she bounced up and down like an overgrown toddler. “I don’t wanna be a stupid baby! I’m a big girl! I’m a BIG GIRL!”

Susie tried to calm herself down. She knew this was exactly what her mother wanted – to make her to look like an absurd, oversized two-year-old – but just as it had been for months now, even since the Magician had put her in this state, she was completely unable to disobey her Mummy. Even her little ‘rebellions’ were controlled, only a means to humiliate her further by forcing her to act like the anger she felt at her situation was merely typical toddler fussiness. So Susie could do nothing as her body dropped to the floor and started kicking its legs and pounding the carpet, bawling its eyes out and shrieking that it was a big girl.

“Uh-oh!” her mother sang, glancing knowingly at her friends. “I think little Susie just earned herself some smacky bum-bum time!”

They all laughed, even while Susie continued to scream and shout.

“That naughty girl definitely needs a red bottom!” said one.

“Babies are often like this,” said another. “I suppose we shouldn’t be surprised that Susie is too. I’m sure a spanking will sort her out!”

Mrs Taylor smirked as she dragged Susie to her feet, sat down in a chair, and pulled her flailing adult daughter over her knees. “Bad baby!” she scolded, bringing her hand down on Susie’s bottom. “Very naughty girl, Susie-poo! This is exactly why Mummy can’t let you grow up! Imagine, still throwing tantrums at your age!”

Susie cried and thrashed as her mother spanked her, alternating between smacking what little of her bottom wasn’t covered by her nappy, and bringing her palm down forcefully on the seat of her baby-pants to make the mess inside squish horribly against her bum.

This was her life now, Susie knew. Toddler activities and tantrums and spankings. No free will. Just a doll for her controlling mother’s amusement. All Susie could do was hope that one day her mother would let her grow up again, or the Magician would take pity on her and undo what he’d done. But Susie had a feeling that wouldn’t be for a very long time.

[liviavanrouge]

Healing

Livia: *Looks down* I wish I had never been born as a fae jaguar

Tiller: That is a shame, you're a very special kind, never before have I seen a fae jaguar cub live to your age and be happy and more so healthy

Tiller: Cubs I've met are skinny and grumpy and prone to violence, you're the first properly raised cub of your species

Livia: *Shakes her head, tears starting to fall* Still, you have no idea how rough it was for me for the first five years...

Tiller: You're right.....but maybe one day you'll meet someone who's exactly like you

Tiller: And you can both help each other

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Daze: *Sniffled starting to cry* I wish I was never born as a dimension traveler!

Livia: *Looks down, getting a sense of Deja Vu* I see....

Livia: Tiller, I understand your words now, finding someone who's exactly like me and us helping each other

???: LIV!!

Livia: *Looks back as the others found their way into the abyss* Guys...forgive me for this

Livia: *Summons thorns, throwing up a barrier* We cannot destroy him using that device...

Riddle: LIVIA, WHAT- REMOVE THIS BARRIER!

Livia: *Turns away and floats up, holding her hand out to Daze*

Daze: *Sniffles, starting to scoot back from her sobbing*

Livia: *Holds her hand out* It's alright now, tell me what's the matter, I know the pain you're going through, being judged for being what you are...

Livia: You had no choice in the matter of your birth and neither had I....but maybe we can help each other......just trust me..

Daze: *Stares then holds his shadowy hand out* Okay....

Livia: *Takes his large hand, her palm against his*

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Livia: *Walks to the Courtyard* Daze!

Daze: *Beams and does a flip in the air* Lili-Chan!

Livia: Ugh, what did I say about calling me that, it's embarrassing!

Daze: *Beams, giggling* I like it! It sounds sweet just like you!

Livia: Why you little- ugh! Fine, go ahead and keep up that silly nickname...

Daze: Okay! Oh, is it time to eat, I'm starving!

Livia: Yeah, come on and fill that bottomless pit you call a stomach

???: Awww you made a friend!

Tiller: *Smiles walking over* How cute!

Livia: Ugh! Where did you come from!? You said you wouldn't be here till tomorrow!

Tiller: I got news from a certain headmaster that you brought back a little guy, he's adorable

Daze: Oh are you Tiller! Lili-Chan speaks so highly of you!

Tiller: Yes, I am her mentor in Nature Studying, although I was unaware that she speaks so highly of me

Livia: Daze, shut up

Tiller: *Chuckles* No, no, Daze keep talking, I wanna hear more

Livia: Daze, don't you dare!

Daze: *Blinks then starts to laugh at Livias flustered expression* Sorry Mister Tiller but Lili-Chan is my friend, so I'm gonna keep quiet, hehe

Livia: *Looks away, struggling to hide a smile* Good grief...

Tiller: *Smiles at Livia then looks at Daze* Very well, I won't pry further, you two have a nice lunch

Livia: Thanks, now let's go Daze, keep up

Daze: Okay! *Beams, floating after Livia* Can I have those sliced peach thingy's!?

Livia: The peach cups?

Daze: YEAH, those! They taste so much better when they're soaked in the peach juice and have the skin off of them!

Livia: Very well, I'll see how many I can get you..

Daze: Yay! Thanks Lili-Chan!

Livia: Yeah, yeah, whatever

Tiller: *Smiles, placing his hands on his hips* Found yourself a friend who's just like you, Livia...I hope you both can heal together from the pain the world has inflicted on you both

Tiller: I wish you two all the best...

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club

[especially-interested-ffa]

More About Me

Name is Tara. Early thirties. She/Her. I’m a fun combo of ASD & mixed ADHD w/ sides of both sensory seeking and sensory avoiding tendencies. I’m also a recovering heroin/crack addict (11 yrs, 8 months) recovering from myriad eating disorders (4 years, 6 months). I’ve been very successful in life in spite of all this, yet I don’t often acknowledge that b/c, yk, abysmally low self-esteem, but I get better about that everyday b/c I work the 12 steps. My gratitude for life was borne of the adversities I’ve faced, the obstacles I’ve overcome.

I find value in labels, (for introductions, disclaimers, self awareness, community/connection), but I also rebel against them w/ the intention of not limiting my personal growth.

I’m a Cancer and an INTP = tons of feelings, but they don’t much guide me.

Aaaaand yet, I'm super empathic. Grey ace/aro, hyper/bisexual, fatsexual. Probably poly, or at least poly friendly, (I feel compersion, not jealousy).

FFA/Feeder (in a super gay way) with a strong lean toward soft feedism. Like, no CNC for me in that context. It's gotta be soft and lovey and joyful and indulgent and adoring.

Fmr. paid sex worker who avidly supports and patronizes paid sex workers.

I have the following physiological ASD comorbidities: hypermobile EDS, (bendy af), MCAS, (Mast Cell Activation Syndrome), subclinical secondary (hypoandrenergic) POTS, Chronic Inflammatory Response Syndrome (from Lyme @ 16) and secondary low T3 hypothyroidism. I have low proprioception w/o dyspraxia but because of the joint hypermobility

I have a B.A. in Psychology & an M.S. in Nutrition & Integrative Health. Human disease/disorder is my primary special interest. Music is my secondary, but it’s a fickle/choosy one. Psychopathy/true crime is tertiary. Math/numbers and words/etymology/accents/dialects/language/slang are both quaternary. I’m a finance/HR director.

I have no inclination toward animals. Animals are lovely, but I don’t connect w/ them. Instead, I adore and go “awww” at all of the baby humans.

Rlyyyy random but I'm vehemently opposed to veganism for the human race. It’s a principle thing and I’m autistic so I have an arsenal of debate material on deck w/o fucks to give about personal feelings; there’s no use in coming for me. I (acknowledge the privilege I have to be able to afford to) practice ethical, environmentally conscious omnivorism. People should live however, and eat whatever, tf they want to, though.

I love to sing, dance, and lift weights. My personal style is the athleisure version of Lydia from Beetlejuice. Petite / short / athletic / hourglass / big boobs / fat ass.

The DMV is home, but Phoenix AZ is my spiritual home, (the rotting cacti give me gut-lvl catharsis...I bawl like a baby about it). Ik, Sedonaaaaa, and sure, but also Phoenix.

Severe existential dread often poisons my naturally gleeful disposition. Very in touch w/ my inner child, VERY silly. Boundless love and adoration to give. Terrified of dying alone, but also need a lot of personal space/time.

Minors: leave me alone.

[missamyrisa2]

How would you handle a transfem rave girl who just got back from the last night of a festival, and she hasn't even had a chance to change out of her rave outfit?

How perfect, all overstimulated from your night of fun ~ and your fun has just begun because I'm gonna tickle you right out of that cute outfit ~ and you know it and are such a gigglebug which is why you're backing up all blushy right to this couch where I can pin your arms over your head and wiggle these maaaagic fingers all down your neck to your ribs and belly and back up the other siiiide to play in your elbow ~ yeahhh your elbow~! What a silly tickle spot ~ awww are you just so worked up from your night? All sensitive and perked up~ I bet it's just unbearable to have some breathy breaths in your ears huh? Tickle tickle ears? Mmhmmmm there's a lil nibbly for that lobey lobe and nowwww the kissiesss muuuuah muah muahhh~ you silly goose ~ I'm just kissing you and you're a wreck, you adorably girly giggler~

But mmmmh wouldn't it be nicer if we just hmmmm take your top and pluuuck it away like so? Isn't that nice? Awww, look at your skin, all pink and sensitive. I think you need kissy therapy oh yes I doooo ~ yes I doo~ you've been so naughty haven't you? Dancing all seductive and teasing everyone ~ you need to be teased right back my cutie pie~ cute girls get raspberries! Mmmmhmm that's the rule ~ muuuah bbzzzzzz right on your tummy! And your siiides and your royal buttonnssss ~ Hold still now~! Don't try to fight it, that's just gonna make it worse! Soft brushyy lips on your royal girly buttons yeahhhh giggle it all out for me sweetie pie. You protest but I know you love it you just want alllll this affection and to be treated so special. That's why you came in such a cute lil outfit!~

Oooh, and sweetie? I think you're gonna cum in that cute lil outfit toooo! Why what's this? Did someone put my favorite toy in my hand? All of sudden there's this big buzzy wand and it's going riiiight for your royal area! Mmmhmm just relax. Let the wand do her work~ We're gonna get you fixed up with nice lovely gigglegasm right in your outfit and then we'll tickle you out of it and get you so fuzzy you can't think straight! Ooh what's that? Hmmm why sweetie if you're still able to talk and babble so much you haven't been tickled enough noooope nuh-uh. Let's go for high buzzies mmm? Full speed right on your princess parts? There we goooo. Everyone loooves the magic wand~ coochie coooo on your belly toooo! Let's see how your navel bounces when I tickle it and buzz you like this~ I know you love it!

Yeahh? Are you gonna gigglegasm for me? Oh yes you are~ yes you fucking are you beautiful teasy giggler, you're gonna give me that gigglegasm mmmhmm let's hear those gigglemoans, give it up ~ don't fight me ~ I'm gonna make you mine ~ annnnnnd there! What a delightful lil reaction sweet angel doodle~ awww does it tiiiickle so bad? That's just perfect and we're soooo not done yet ~ don't go fuzzying off on me because I'm taking the rest of the outfit~ and then I'm taking you ~<3

[marloloweler]

You Could've Just Asked

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Fandom ; Genshin Impact

Characters ; Evi, lee!Amalia (OC fic)

Genre ; Fluff

Ship(s) ; None, All Platonic

Summary ; Amalia was in quite the mood to provoke her best friend.

Note(s) ; Very special surprise for Christyn!!! (@tea-twords) I absolutely adore our brainrotting sessions for our OCs, and I definitely enjoyed writing this fic!!!

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Fic under the cut

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Amalia grew bored with every passing second of the day. She didn't know what to do as she was in her room with her best friend, Evi.

As Evi was reading a book, Amalia would walk over, patting her friend's head in the process. Evi would smile, turning her head to look at Amalia.

"What's got you in your silly mood?" She'd chuckle when Amalia would deny it.

"What do you mean, Evi? I always do that."

"You only do that when you want something," She'd joke around. "I can tell when you're lying, Amalia."

Amalia pouted, realizing that Evi saw right through her. She'd have to make up a plan on the spot. So, that's exactly what she did.

"Not true! You're so mean!"

Amalia would poke gently at Evi's side, causing the girl to jump slightly. Evi soon realized what Amalia wanted right now, chuckling with a smirk on her face.

"Oh? Is that so~? Well then, c'mere!" She'd smile innocently for her facade and grabbing Amalia's wrists. As soon as she latched onto the latter, she'd pin Amalia down onto the ground, straddling her thighs.

Amalia's eyes widened slightly, trying to wiggle out of the position she was in. Giggling nervously, she'd bed Evi to let her go.

"E-Evi! C-C'mon! Have meheherc- A-Ack! Nohohohohoo!"

Evi chuckled softly at Amalia's reaction, gently scribbling her fingers at the latter's sides.

"Amaliiiiaaaa~ If you wanted me to tickle you, you could've just asked, y'know~!"

Amalia squirmed lightly as she giggled. Playfully, she'd swat at Evi's hands.

"Nohohohohohoooo! Ehehehehevihihihii! P-Plehehehahahase! I-Ihihihit tihihihihihicklehehes! Stohohohohohop!"

"Really? Gosh, I didn't know that~!"

Amalia giggled louder as her pleas fell on deaf ears. Seeing the opportunity of Amalia's vulnerability, Evi would very slowly crawl her fingers up to Amalia's armpits, causing shrieks from the other girl.

"A-Ack! NOHOHOHOhohoho! EheheheHEHEVIHIHIHII! S-STOHOHOHOHOP! N-Nohohot THEHEHEHEREEEE!"

Evi smiled warmly, teasing a bit more to further embarrass her best friend. "Awww~ Already? Well then, what's the magic wordddd~?"

Amalia squealed as she finally gave in, unable to handle much longer.

"P-PlehehehaHAHAHASE!" At the very moment Amalia spoke, Evi would let up from her antics, smiling sweetly, as she helped the girl up.

"Are you okay, Amalia? Did I go too far?" Evi would ask, concerned about the girl's well-being.

"Nohoho-No...I-I'm ohoho-okay..." Amalia spoke through her giggly breaths, wiping any extra tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Alrighty. C'mon, let's go now. You need rest after all of that!" Evi smiled lovingly, walking her best friend back to the room.

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[yourfutureplaything]

The sweet babysitter

"Now, now, baby! Stop fighting it! It's going in no matter how much you squirm. Be a good girl for Mommy and be still. We want to be ready when Nanna gets here"

I froze in my position, as Mommy was dressing me. She had decided on a mean, big plug for today and laced rubber panties to keep it in place, which had been the reason for me struggling, as she pulled the tight rubber in place. She seized the moment and pulled my hard dick through the laced hole and let them smack on my tummy, which called me back to reality.

"There we go! Mommys good girl. Now we just need a sweet bonnet to match, and then my wittle honeybun will be the prettiest wittle darling. "

I hated the bonnets. They were just so embarrassing to wear, and Mommy always made sure to tie it tight under my chin with a ridiculously large, fluffy bow. My face went red as she choose the pink rubber one and tied it around my grumpy face.

"Awww, such a pretty girl now! All ready to be babysat while Mommys going out. Oh, I almost forgot."

Mommy pulled out three pink rubber rings and wrapped my balls and cock in them so everything was held in a tight grip.

Again she had made sure, that I was as exposed as possible for Nannys torture. Last time, had left me sore and abused. The mean babysitter had spanked me and drained me again and again just to drug me with viagra, so my hardon had been aching until the next morning.

"Please, Mommy! Not Nanny again! My bruises have only just gone away from the last time!"

Mommy smiled and pinched my chin

"Aww, silly baby girl. Mommy said Nanna, not Nanny. Nanny couldn't take you today, so Mommys other friend will take care of you, and she has different values than Nanny."

Mommy tightened the fluffy mittens to my hands and feet and put me into the craddle where she tugged me tight in and locked the pink leather strap across so I couldn't move my arms or legs. She finished the look with a dildopacifier with a pink heartshaped endpiece that she slipped through my lips.

"Awwww, so precious my darling. Now be a good girl and be hard for Mommy when she gets back, else you get the special bottle!"

I knew what that meant. It had been six hours of burning torture last time, as the balls and cock just keeps hard and producing no matter how many times they are drained.

Next thing the door rang, and Mommy answered it after leaving a libsticksmack on each of my chins. I heard her greet the babysitter and then the door smacked. I heard the steps down the hall, and then the door to the nursery went up.

My eyes went big, as I looked at her. Just like Nanny, Nanna was a tall and voluptuous woman, but unlike Nanny, there was no sterness at all. She was dressed tight white dress with a deep cleavage and she had red hair. She lit up, as she saw me, and rushed to my craddle.

"Awwwww, loooook at you, you cute little thing!! All pinked up for Nanna!!"

She pinched my cheek as she started to make faces at me."

" Gootchie, gootchie, gugu, wittle princess! Awww, just so adorable!!"

She started to rock the craddle and she didn't seem to know her own strength, as I was swinging hard back and forth. Suddenly my pacifier flew to the floor.

"Oh no, did the little princess loose her pacifier? Don't cry now, Nannas got it"

She pulled it from the floor and inspected it in front of me, first with wonder, and then with a knowing smile. Next thing she starts sucking it seductively, getting it all slippery before she stuffed it back into my open mouth.

" Oh, this is so precious! Look how hard the little baby is in her craddle sucking rubbercock! Nanna is going to just eat you up, baby!"

To be continued

[starling-fantasies]

Ahhhhhh fuck it, let's get some good old headcanons for if you dated the one and only Princess of the Kamisato clan, Kamisato Ayaka, yes I am aware I am an Ayaka simp, shut up

-🦀

dating ayaka headcanons

Synopsis: you’re dating the Princess of the Kamisato clan, what more is there to it? You silly little goose /j

Pairing: Kamisato Ayaka x GN!reader (they/them)

A/N: Yeah I know it’s been like ten billion years since I last posted. I’m back from the dead (for now, I might die again, can’t make any promises lol). Anyways enjoy your Kamisato Soup (Art by @/treetree233 on Reddit)

TW: cursing. That’s literally it.

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Gotta start this off with this

How did you manage to pull her?

Like genuinely. She’s probably the most graceful and elegant woman in all of Inazuma, you’re a lucky bastard

First off, I feel like the relationship would start out a bit awkward

Ayaka grew up very lonely, so putting herself in a romantic relationship with someone she truly cares for is a huge step for her

So for the most part, you had to do most of the affectionate gestures, such as kisses and cuddles

Because of her shyness, Ayaka has a habit of using fan language to show affection

Something about little hand movements with something so delicate was very endearing to the both of you

If you’re not local to Inazuma, she’d explain to you what the gestures meant

She’s be very shy about it however, which would be an open window for you to tease her

“Awwww love! You’re so adorable and sweet!” You said while engulfing the Cryo Princess into a bone-crushing hug, making Ayaka squeal in surprise and laughter.

“Heh- thanks love but— can you let go of me please? I can’t breathe—“ “OH I’M SO SORRY, DEAR—“

Once she started to get more comfortable, she slowly starts to get more expressive around you

She loves holding your hand! It’s so warm and comforting compared to her icy cold ones

Hand holding was something she loved doing, mainly because she finds the fact that doing such a small gesture can be so beautiful

Gets teased by Ayato endlessly

Not even kidding, will poke fun at her for the cutest things you do with her

“Awww! Dear sister, I never knew you had the guts to do that with your significant other!” “Brother, I love you, but if you don’t shut up I’m gonna hit you with this fan.”

Dancing with her is a MUST

She loves to put on little dance performances for you, but if you join her, she might just explode on the spot

Dancing has always been one of her key hobbies, so just please, dance with her

If you have a vision, she’d probably ask you to combine it with her Cryo vision while dancing! Just to make the dance all more beautiful

FESTIVAL DATES! She loves going on event dates with you

Street food is also something she really enjoys, especially sakura mochi, so get some of that for her

Also fireworks! Have Yoimiya whip something up for ya and bam! Firework show

I’d like to think Ayaka really enjoys the fireworks because it was the one colorful thing she had in Inazuma for a really long time

So fireworks have a special place in her heart <3

Overall, dating Ayaka would be very sweet and lovely to be around. Shy at first, but has an absolute heart of gold

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[ruki--mukami]

--- After birthday note ---

Just a small thank you note for making Ruki's birthday so special!

I loved the art (your're super talented) and enjoyed every single interaction you posted that day! It's a real pity it is just once a year!

(Ruki, you should thank your Maid for making this day so wonderful! I bet she worked really hard.)

🧩 Thank you so much, Anon!! That really means so much to me to hear others enjoyed all the birthday interactions as well. It took me two days to answer everything, ahaha. I honestly never would've expected that, but I'm elated that so many people would wish Ruki a Happy Birthday. He truly deserves to be happy. Drawing the fan art was also fun for me as well, so thank you for complimenting my art.

Also, his birthday could not be fun without all the people who sent in the asks and generous words to begin with. The OC interactions especially had me overjoyed. It warms my heart to know that so many people care for Ruki in the most loving ways imaginable. As I wrote all the answers, I just picture Ruki with tons of cake that he can't possibly eat by himself, ahahahahaha. I know they're AU's, but still. It truly is a pity it's only once a year, but I hope to make every day on this blog a special one. 🧩

"Hm, I suppose you could've done worse, Admin. Well done. I'll praise your efforts just this once, but don't you make me repeat myself."

🧩 You... You really mean it, Ruki? Oh, that makes me so happy!! I love you so much, Master! Happy Birthday!! Every day with you has brought me so much joy, it's unbelievable... Have you seen my art of you? Here's what Anon was talking about. I had so much fun drawing it, especially the coloring! For some reason I just thought you would look so cool with a glass of... wine— blood... Well, it's up to the viewer's interpretation, really. Personally, I like the blood idea. 🧩

"Good grief... So many balloons. That confetti will be a pain to clean up as well. You truly are a handful, aren't you? The drawing isn't bad. Hm. This birthday will certainly be one to remember, in any case."

🧩 Awww, Ruki!! So many wonderful people love you. Myself included! We know you're cold most of the time, but deep down is an adorable master who deserves all the care and kindness in the world. I hope today—and uhh, yesterday, ahaha—made you really happy. I love you so, so very much, Ruki! And I always will! Here's to many more fun years together and more silly shenanigans! Oh, and more years of being your weird, crazy maid who's not really a maid. 🧩

"Uh huh, sure. Fine. I'll admit it. I appreciate you, Livestock. You were nice enough to give me a drawing for the occasion, so allow me to give you something nice as well. Come closer and you'll find out."

🧩 N-No way... Is this... What I think it is...?! Oh, please! Bite me, Ruki!! Take as much blood as you want! You know, I used to be very anemic, and as much as I hated the feeling, I'd be more than happy to go back to that awful state if you're the reason for it. 🧩

"You... You really are hopeless, aren't you? No one begs for my fangs this desperately. It's as if you've forgotten whose birthday it is."

[kingofdinosaurs]

ok if you know me you KNOW i voted for sho but i feel so BAD seeing kanami get rolled. and i want labrys to get her lead back. so without further ado, I'm gonna do propaganda for all my special persona 4 spinoff warriors (sorry to metis and the p5 guys, i just have more emotional attachment to these guys and they could use the help). vote labrys for president of spinoffs 2024 🥳🎉🎊

under cut because i don't want to obliterate everyone's dash with this ALSO DON'T READ THE ZEN AND REI PART IF YOU DON'T WANT SPOILERS FOR PERSONA Q, it's impossible to talk about why i love them without spoiling the major twist of the game

LABRYS:

her accent.

no im serious in this house we love and appreciate labrys' silly slightly bad accent. it's literally plot relevant and important that it's a slightly bad impression. it matters. it's cute. appreciate it now.

no, genuinely, the accent is important. to some extent, labrys is carrying forward the potential and likeness of somebody else, a sick girl from kansai who was never afforded the chance to do many of the things she wanted to. but her response to that was to offer her likeness and personality as a base for labrys and her sibling line of robots. labrys is that girl's legacy, accent and all. love her accent it's important and it's CUTE

she genuinely has the best overall story segments in EVERY GAME SHE'S IN. i include bbtag here too, her chapter of the extra story is really cute and fun, which is exactly what the bbtag story needs to be. that's neither here nor there but i want to emphasise just how consistently great the stuff with her is.

her base arena story mode is bar none THE best in the game. the others, while nice character studies, can get a little repetitive, but hers is a backstory piece instead and has some incredibly emotional moments and reveals about both her and aigis. she also has a really lovely dynamic with chie, kanji, and teddie especially. her moments with those characters in the main story always make me smile.

imo she also has the best overall story path in ultimax. i really love the true ending, but overall i like the p3 route just a little more. she has all sorts of interesting and engaging moments with other characters, and i love her dynamic with sho as someone who's on the same path she is, just not as far along. p4 arena/ultimax is ultimately a story about recovery and moving forward even after terrible things have been done to you, and in that respect she's the perfect protagonist for it.

she's just a really wonderful character. i think in stuff like p3/5d or bbtag, she can come off as a slightly one-note plucky optimist type, but the thing that i really want people to know is that she earned that optimism. she fought for it, through some of the cruelest trials anyone could go through, and she came out the other side still believing that a better future could be waiting for her. she fucking WORKED to be that joyous!!! she lost so many people and so much time locked away, and she is STILL AN OPTIMIST. it's her god damn RIGHT!!! WE LOVE LABRYS!!!!!!!

also she's adorable like awww look at her little happy smile :')

vote labrys

SHO MINAZUKI:

i shouldn't be allowed to do this. i cannot be trusted to do this. sho minazuki has a known and debilitating effect on my brain that makes me incapable of being normal for even one second. but I'll try

ill start with the easy stuff. first instance of an honest to god no beating around the bush stated IN TEXT Wild Card who wasn't the protagonist. eat your fucking HEART OUT goro akechi. i always see people arguing about this. it's sho. sho is the answer. conversely, minazuki has a really interesting status as a very similar figure to ryoji. i am NOT pulling this out of my ass i PROMISE i need to make an infographic about it sometime

his shitass puns they suck so bad. they're so fucking BAD it's kind of painful but they're endearing. in general when he's not going through the fucking horrors he's a fun-loving guy and it's cute. he needed to be in dancing so he could spend a game just doing normal silly shit and not having multiple breakdowns over the course of an HOUR.

easily steals the show (the sho -_-) in the p4au manga especially, good lord. there's some scenes in there (the scar flashback, the scene where fake ikutsuki wakes him up, and the fight at the end come to mind) that are just cemented in my brain now as how things went. it's too good. go read the p4au manga.

sho is really interesting to me as yet another foil to narukami, and in a completely different direction than adachi. he's abrasive, very open with his feelings, both intentionally and inadvertently terrible at forming bonds with others. but ultimax makes very clear that he can change. from the very beginning of the horrors done to him by ergo research, it's emphasised that even back then he wanted to connect with others. even at rock bottom, with no hope for the future and no idea what to do now his entire world has been turned upside down, he held onto hope that he might be able to find that bond he's looking for, even if he couldn't recognise that in himself. unlike adachi, sho finds it very easy to love others, he just has no fucking idea what to do with that. so he lashes out, because it's all he'd been taught to do. it's why ultimax's ending needed to be so optimistic. ultimax is a story about recovery, and about hope. your life isn't just a write-off forever if something goes wrong. i really like that message, and I'm really glad that sho got that chance. he deserved it.

ok so i could for sure talk for hours about both sho and minazuki but I'm limiting myself. i really love minazuki as basically the only one in sho's corner for their whole shared existence. he's flawed in a lot of ways - he's slow to trust, quick to resort to violence (a trait they share) and has a habit of making decisions for sho without necessarily taking his input on the subject if he feels it's what's best for him. but beneath all that edgelord "harbinger of death" demeanor (which is its own fucking post whenever i put that infographic together), he really does genuinely want to protect sho. he'd do anything to make sure he was alright. and when minazuki is taken out of the picture in the p3 route, we see how much that stabilising influence and kind presence was lifechanging for sho. it's honestly hard to watch the scene at the top of the tower in p3 side, sho is so much more openly miserable and suffering than minazuki is in his equivalent fight. it's easy to write minazuki off. and i am guilty of drawing sho way more. but you can't love one without the other. they're too important to each other, and they're both suffering the same way. minazuki just has the calm facade while sho wears his heart on his sleeve more.

anyway you should still vote for labrys but i hope you understand my position. I've been obsessed with these guys for like a year now and i want to share with the class.

ZEN and REI:

persona q is the world's most necessary 50 hours of mid for the world's most beautiful, thematically + emotionally resonant hours of PEAK. zen and rei are at the heart of that.

briefly i want to note that persona q is a perfect example of a crossover done right, where the plot is intrinsically tied to and a blend of the themes of the persona games it's a crossover of. the emphasis on the idea that your life is worthwile just because you lived it, and because people loved you, also really reminds me of guilty gear's philosophy and i like guilty gear.

with that in mind, the reveal that rei has been dead the whole time is brilliantly done. i don't think i've ever seen a running joke so effectively recontextualised as her inexplicable and frequently impossible snacks - the physical representation of her hunger for life. the moment you get to the end of the final labyrinth, the game's tone completely changes, but they manage to make the previous hours of silly shenanigans necessary to the emotional impact of that shift in tone.

zen and rei are so fucking great, man. persona's own psychopomp, god of death and grief and acceptance, eternally aloof and distant from those feelings he brings with him. finally understanding the weight of life through a sick, lonely girl who feels she was robbed of one. it doesn't hurt that they're so cute together before the reveal. their relationship is honestly very cute in a way i wasn't expecting to like nearly as much as i did, although i will admit i did hope zen kept being dense as hell about it because of how funny it was to me. wrought iron gate ass man. wouldn't know what flirting was if it was signposted in bright flashing neon.

if i'm talking a lot about the before and after of q's plot, that's because it's so integral to how good these 2 are. every silly or sweet moment you shared with them, the collar you helped rei make, your banter as you travelled through labyrinths together, it's all so necessary to feel the weight of their ending together. that WAS rei's life, and her impact. she WAS loved, in the end.

AND THAT'S WHY Q BEING ONE OF THE "EVERYONE FORGETS" SPINOFFS IS THE WORST POSSIBLE THING THEY COULD HAVE DONE. but that doesn't ruin zen and rei for me. sorry for spoiling the twist of persona q shadow of the labyrinth

KANAMI MASHITA:

ok you guys are doing her dirty because she's in the worlds least accessible rhythm game and that isn't fair!! i honestly believe that p4d has a very well done story with a couple of glaring flaws, neither of which are on kanami. in fact, they're largely an issue because yu narukami and his stupid funky bunch are involved. in all honesty, i think p4d would have worked better as a standalone game because the p4 stuff kinda drags the overall plot down.

anyway. kanami is the main protagonist of the real world segments of the game, while the investigation team and her colleagues are stuck in the midnight stage. i don't want to spoil everything that goes on in p4d, but suffice it to say that she ends up working with dojima to try and figure out where the missing people are, and builds an honestly charming rapport with nanako as her new backup dancer. hearing nanako call her big sis in the climax of p4d did genuinely catch me off guard in a good way, it's very sweet. much like narukami, kanami and nanako have a lot in common as 2 people who really shouldn't be as isolated as they are, especially as young as they are (kanami is 15 years old and lives seemingly alone with no parents notably in the picture during p4d), who can find common ground in that.

in all seriousness, kanami really charmed me as somebody who's almost totally different offstage. she's a really nice foil to rise as somebody who doesn't really know who she is at all, vs rise who's decided to face her idol career with the same confidence and strength she's learned to live her life with since the events of p4. offstage, kanami is almost a completely different person, both visually and in terms of personality. she exemplifies the themes of p4d so well - the kanami people know and love is a packaged product, a false bond with people who will never truly know her, and the lie is equally damaging for both sides of the equation. underneath the glitz and glamour of her career, kanami is a deeply lonely person traumatized to the point of repressing memories by the death of her greatest inspiration, who she's ironically walking the same path as. she barely even knows the other kanamin kitchen girls, and from the outset her life outside work is presented as incredibly lonely and distant from others.

obviously, persona 4 is The Bonds Game, so all of its spinoffs are obsessed with bonds too. but i always eat it up. that's no less true with kanami. her budding rapport with the rest of kanamin kitchen and with rise is really interesting to me, and i really like the idea of them forming their own part-time persona team, perhaps with rise as a guest member. the little circle they did in the climax to power up rise was really cute and i love the idea of them moving forward and finding their own strength of heart the same way the investigation team did.

it IS really funny that all we knew of her prior to p4d is that rise was jealous of her while she was retired. like knowing kanami as she is in p4d it was distinctly NOT mutual rise was just being a hater 😭

anyway, if you've actually read all of this i salute you. and i'm sorry for the word vomit. in short LET'S GO P4 SPINOFF WARRIORS I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

who’s your favorite persona oc?

oc is defined here as a character introduced in content that comes off the side of the original plot (sorry marie+kasumi, you’re actually in the main games)

[krysphycookiez]

Can you do a fic where rosé and y/n are daiting and y/n has to interview blackpink and they haven’t announced they are daiting and this is their first public appearance with that blackpink are always looking at them and kind of teasing them the whole time lol something like that

Rosé x male or trans male reader ❤️❤️

park chaeyoung | special interview

synopsis: you get the amazing opportunity to interview groundbreaking sensation blackpink! but unbeknownst to the fans, you and chaeyoung are secretly dating <3

genre: fluff, slight romance, one-shot

pairing: park chaeyoung x male!reader

tw: none, except for blackpink being teases ;)

a/n: this request made me smile a lot! thanks so much for the request! i’ve never written for a male reader so this should be interesting, i hope you enjoy!

❦

“babyyy i miss youuuu~”

“ahhh don’t sweat it, chaeyoung. i’ll get to see you again in the interview soon!”

“that’s good, i miss you so much i just want to see you again,”

“you’re so adorable when you say that,”

right now you were on a call with your amazing girlfriend, park chaeyoung. main vocalist of blackpink, and charming australian chick that could capture the hearts of anyone.

you felt so lucky to be dating someone like her, she’s such a sweetheart and you love her so much, but due to idol circumstances you had to hide your guy’s relationship. people actually knew you pretty well in the public, due to you being an interviewer and an entertaining mc on some variety shows, but did they rarely ever see you with blackpink.

and when they did it was always on variety shows, but you and chaeyoung kept it subtle, sure you got along well but you never dared to go too far with interactions. but usually after variety shows the other members of blackpink would tease you and chaeyoung about your guy’s relationship.

you smiled to yourself when your silly girlfriend started whining playfully to you on call, so you chuckled and spoke to her. “don’t worry, sweetheart. i’ll see you soon today, don’t worry about it,” you reassured her, and you could practically feel her smiling from the other side on the phone. “alllriight, but can we get some tayaki after this?”

“i promise we can, honey,”

“alriiight. i’ll see you soon, y/n!” she exclaimed, and you said bye to her back before hanging up on her, going back to adjusting your outfit and hair for the interview.

meanwhile the australian girl was practically squealing in excitement, she was about to see her lover again after so long! due to her excitement, she could hear three familiar feminine voices snickering at her. she just rolled her eyes before facing her bandmates. “what’s so funny?” chaeyoung questioned in a somewhat demanding tone, but that just made the other members laugh at her even more because of how cute she was being.

“awww it’s just that our little rosé is excited to see her boyfriend again~” jisoo said in a cooing manner, making jennie and lisa laugh at her and chaeyoung punch her shoulder playfully. “shut up, unnie! i haven’t seen him in forever of course i’ll be excited!” she yelped while jisoo rubbed her shoulder and chuckled.

“don’t sweat it, chaeyoung. i’m sure you two will have a great time during and after the interview.” jennie reassured, making the young female calm down a bit.

“yeah... i’m sure we will,”

𐂃

you were currently sitting on a chair, playing games on your phone as you waited for the girl group arrive so you could interview them, your cheeks fuming a glowing red at the thought of you finally seeing your girlfriend again, but you knew you couldn’t cause any suspicion and you had to stay low.

as you were playing attentively, a knock on your makeup room could be heard. you told the person to come in and it was the makeup artist. “they are going to be here in five minutes, get ready,” she quickly told you before walking away, which made you get up from your seat and walk outside.

you then took a seat on your comfortable chair and before you knew it, there they were. blackpink, and they were far more gorgeous up close. you’ve seen them many times in person before, but it never gets old. you locked eyes with a familiar australian girl, and you both looked away from each other’s gazes, as you could feel the redness stinging your cheeks.

it started off simple, you guys exchanged your greetings and introductions with each other, then you went onto the questions. it’s started off simple, you made sure to be respectful to the four women as you did not want to make them uncomfortable, and they seemed to be having a good time, especially your girlfriend, her happy smiling and giggling made you feel warm inside.

“what’s the best part about being able to work with your bandmates?” you asked them, and jennie decided to speak up to answer. “well one of the things i enjoy most is that i get to bond and spend time with some of the best people i’ve ever bonded with. i truly can’t imagine a word without them,” jennie spoke truthfully and beautifully, please protect this girl we don’t deserve her.

chaeyoung looked like she wanted to say something, but she kept quite, her gaze flickering from you to the floor repeatedly. lisa shot her a knowing and teasing grin, making the taller female nudge her lightly.

after the interview, blackpink went backstage with you and that’s when chaos erupted. the three girls all teased the poor girl endlessly, saying stuff like “oh my god, chaeyoung~ why did you keep staring~?” or “so when are you two gonna announce your relationship~?”, making the idol incredibly flustered and red while you watched in the corner.

suddenly, you felt two delicate arms wrap around your chest as you looked down to see the cute puppy face of your girlfriend. “babbyyyy~ please help me from them they won’t stop teasing meeeee~” chaeyoung whined as she climbed onto you, making the three artists tease her even more form the distance. you just chuckled and stroked her soft hair.

“just ignore them, i can take you to boba,”

“really? that would be great! i love you so much!” chaeyoung exclaimed, immediately forgetting about the situation she was just in, you smiled to yourself, knowing you had such an amazing woman with you. “yeah... i love you too...”

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and that’s it! first request for chaeyoung! sorry if this was short, i am literally blank on ideas so sorry if you’re unsatisfied. i have more blackpink requests in the works so be prepared for that!

this is @/krysphycookiez logging off... ♡︎

[whitestaghere]

Love finds a way - Edmund Pevensie x reader (one shot)

Thought I'd do a one shot for Edmund. I know its not been that long, but I missed writing again. I hope you all enjoy this! ❤️

Warnings :- none

Fluff 💕

Late. That's what I was. Late.

I was running as fast as my legs could take me. My friends and I had planned a picnic since it was finally the weekend. And today of all days, I just HAD to wake up late.

Finally arriving at the park I bent down hands on my knees, trying to catch my breath.

Looking around I tried to spot my friends.

"Y/N!! OVER HEREEE!!!" I glanced behind me, to see my friends waving me over.

Jogging upto them I gave them a lazy smile.

"Hey y/n!!" Julie chirped, skipping towards me and pulling me into her embrace.

"Wow... well somebody looks like she ran the Olympics," Kyle laughed. "And look those eye bags."

I rolled my eyes taking a seat next to him, "oh why don't you just shut up." At this he poked my side. "Hey don't snap at me! I was just messing around y/nnn!!" he whined flinging his arm over my shoulder. Lips in a pout. I couldn't help but laugh ruffling his hair.

Julie gave me a soft smile, "had a long night?" I nodded my head in response. She scooted next to me leaning her head on my shoulder, "don't overwork yourself sweetie." By now, the two knew me like an open book. So it was easy for them to know how I feel in just seconds.

Kyle nudged me, "yes, it's the weekend! Lighten up girl! We're free from school work and you, from the student council. Now it's just time for you, me and Julie."

He interlocked hands with mine and Julie. I smiled, "thank you.. you always know how to cheer me up." Honestly I couldn't be more thankful.

Julie pinched my cheek scooting in front of us, "so what do you guys want to do??"

I shrugged. "I'm hungry.." I eyed Kyle who was rubbing his stomach.

Julie furrowed her eyebrows, "Seriously? Kyle, we just got here and the first thing you want to do is eat??

"Well, I don't know Jules!! It's called a picnic for a reason you know? You come and you eat. By the way, where is the food?" he raised an eyebrow.

"You don't just come and eat!! The food will be brought out at the right time!" she snapped back.

This was not anything new of course. It was part of our friendship to argue like this. It was obviously all fun and jokes. I smiled to myself, watching my friends bicker. That is, until someone else caught my attention.

To be more precise, him.

And by him I mean Edmund. I had got to know him through Kyle and ended up catching feelings for the boy.

Kyle on the other hand predicted this would happen and was literally celebrating the day I admitted it. But even though I had met him a couple of times, we had never really had a proper conversation apart from the regular 'hi's and byes'.

Well back to the present situation. He was sitting a little further away from our spot, along with his mother and his siblings; clad in a pale blue shirt and brown jeans. Short brown wavy locks blowing lightly in the wind.

He began to laugh at something someone said and oh God was it adorable. I couldn't take my eyes off him, not that this was anything new. I was so busy admiring him, I hadn't even realised that my friends had stopped their bickering trying to grab my attention.

I only snapped back into my senses the second the the boy locked eyes with mine. He gave me a soft smile waving at me and for some reason I looked away at once, feeling the heat rise upto my cheeks. Facepalm.

Y/n you're supposed to wave back.

"Y/N?" Julie placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Huh, yes? I'm sorry I-I umm" I cleared my throat, "I wasn't following.." My gaze instinctively flickering towards his direction and back at my friends.

This of course not going unnoticed by them. Specially Julie, as she was sitting right infront of me.

Following my gaze she looked back at me with a smirk, "oh I see what's going on here."

Oh no.

Kyle glanced between us tilting his head in confusion, "I- I don't think I'm following.."

Julie chuckled shuffling to the side to give Kyle a proper view, not so subtly pointing towards him. Now realising what was going on, the once confused look was replaced with a sly grin.

He eyed me wiggling his eyebrows, "ooh lala.. I didn't know Edmund was here." The two exchanged mischievous looks. I had mentally prepared myself for the teasing already.

"Oh y/n... this is just ridiculous! Would you just stop staring at him like that and just go talk to him for once?" Julie nudged me.

"She's right you know.. you've been crushing on him for ages now. And all you do is stare. Try to make conversation!" I could only look down in embarrassment, blushing wildly. Normally I'd brush it off, but now that he's right there I just can't.

"Y/N! HE'S LOOKING THIS WAY!" Kyle whisper-yelled waving at them.

Almost immediately my eyes shifted back towards him. He was indeed looking this way, my gaze locking with his. This time mustering all the courage in my body I waved back at him, to which he returned a smile.

"Awww," Kyle poked my cheeks. "Our little y/n is in loooooove!!!"

Julie scooted over next to Kyle grabbing his hands, "don't do that Kyle!! He might get the wrong idea and think you both are a thing." He widened his eyes and dramatically pulled away.

"Oh come on you guys.. don't be silly," I mumbled under my breath but loud enough for them to hear.

"What do you mean don't be silly?" Kyle raised his eyebrows. "You can't fool us, we know you're totally whipped for the boy!"

"What? NO! That's ridiculous.. I-I- he doesn't even know me to begin with."

"Yeah you know that won't work anymore since you said it yourself that you like him.." Kyle grinned.

"And not all love stories begin with two people knowing eachother you know?" My face began to heat up at the mention of 'love'. Julie continued. "Also come on, it's so obvious he likes you too."

"Does not.." I sighed.

"OF COURSE HE DOES! Have you noticed the million times the boy tries to make conversation with you and how he looks at you?! Only for you to be a coward and find someway to avoid him. Don't even make me bring back the school talent show incident."

I shuddered just hearing her say it.

>> Flashback <<

The school's annual talent show.

My friends and I were performing a song, and Julie just had to suggest that we wear heels. Me being the person who had never worn heels before, tried my best not to fall face forward. But I suppose luck was just not on my side today.

Kyle had helped me backstage, way before the event even began. Which I found a little wierd, since there was so much time and I could've just stayed in the waiting room. He held my hand all the way so he could keep me from tripping.

The day before the show, I had been ranting about how excited I was to see Edmund, and that's when Kyle had got a little idea at the back of his mind.

That leaves us here; we were backstage. "Thank you Kyle.." he smiled at me. "Anything for my beautiful best friend." I blushed at his words nudging him, "oh shush.."

He smirked at me.

"Umm.. Kyle? W-whats with that look?" he laughed, "I'm supposing someone would be really happy to see you today."

That's when it clicked me. This is why he brought me here this early. Heart beginning to race, I scanned my surroundings immediately and that's when I spotted him.

Oh lord.

Edmund smiled making his way towards us. I gasped and quickly began working on an escape plan. Seeing the back door just on Kyle's opposite, I decided to make a run for it. I was just too shy.

"Hey Kyle, hey Y/N!"

"Oh hey Ed! Y/N was just waiting to see yo-" Kyle trailed off processing the situation, "Y/N NOOO!! COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!"

Yep. I made a run for it.

But remember when I said luck wasn't on my side today? Well yes, I managed to trip. I guess I kind of expected this; because how could a person who has never walked in heels before, ever be able to run in them?

I tripped and toppled over into a basket of clothes. Thank god it was big enough, or else who knows what worse things would've happened.

Kyle running upto me and helping me up while Edmund made his way towards us. I could hear the children around me laughing. All I could do was look away in embarrassment. Kicking off my heels I pushed past Kyle before Ed could reach us and rushed out of the hall. Oh that is, before glaring at Kyle.

End of flashback

Julie leaned back to the tree, "I don't see the point of you looking at eachother but not making a move for it." Kyle nodded in agreement, "though Edmund is trying.."

I looked back in his direction. I've got to admit, she does have a point. But I guess this comes with my anxiety. The reason why I cannot resist getting embarrassed and trying to run away. Thinking I'd get flustered, say something dumb and make a fool of myself.

Kyle abruptly stood up, waving at them. "Let's go over to them."

They looked our way waving at us.

Oh no. This is not good.

Peter, the oldest, stood up immediately motioning them to follow him. He began to jog in our direction, Edmund right at his feet.

Feeling like my heart would rip out of my chest I stood up by instinct only to be pulled back by Kyle. Giving me a devilish smirk he whispered into my ear, "oh no y/n.. not this time."

"Hey there!" Peter exclaimed. "We didn't notice you lot here until Edmund told us."

Kyle laughed, "neither did we.. it's great to see you all here." The boys busy engaging in a conversation of their own, I tried to keep my eyes away Edmund.

Lucy and Susan waved at Julie and I, coming over to start up a conversation. While talking I couldn't help but notice Edmund, Peter and Kyle sneaking glances in my direction. I was fighting to hold back the blush rising upto my cheeks. Deciding to brush it off, I listened to what the girls had to say.

"It's so great to see you after so long y/n!" Lucy gave me a hug. Hugging her back I smiled softly, "I'm sorry I couldn't come see you both sooner.. my schedules been so packed lately."

Susan nodded her head, "I heard. The student council has a lot of work going on at the moment." She placed a hand on my shoulder giving me a warm smile, "don't stress yourself y/n.."

Susan and Lu have always been like sisters to me even though I wasn't that close to Peter and Edmund. Hearing Susan's words really made me feel so much better.

A short timeskip (😂) >>>

"Excuse me girls, Y/n.. could I have a word with you?" Kyle interrupted. I nodded my head excusing myself and following him.

"Where are we going Kyle?"

He kept silent eyes focused ahead of him.

"Kyle???" I grabbed onto his arm, "where are you taking meee??" I whined.

"Just follow me.. I have something to tell you," I noticed how he tried to hold back a smile.

Walking further away from our friends we stopped by the water fountain. "Did we have to come this far?" He swiftly turned around to face me at once giving me a sharp gaze; me jumping back in shock at the action.

"Edmund likes you."

"What?" Did I just hear him say what I think he said? I'm pretty sure I'm just hearing things now. Maybe it's because Edmund was with us.

"Edmund likes you," he repeated emphasising his words. I scanned his face trying to see if he was joking or not.

He had to be messing with me right now. There's no way Edmund would like me.

I faked a laugh at him rolling my eyes, "haha very funny.."

"Y/n I'm not joking okay? He told me.. he really did," Kyle looked at me with a straight face. It looked rather believable but what if he was just joking?

Okay I can't take this anymore. At this point, he's messing with my feelings.

"Listen, Kyle.. I'm not buying this okay? If this is your way in pulling a prank on me. I'm not listening." Not wanting to hear anymore of this I turned around, getting ready to leave. But a strong grip on my wrist held me from leaving.

"Kyle no..." I trailed off, turning around to face him I widened my eyes in shock.

Now in Kyle's place stood Edmund.

I jumped backwards letting out a little yelp, "Edmund I-I." Looking around me I saw that Kyle had made his way away from us; pulling a thumbs up at me. I did not expect this.

"Y/N?" feeling my face heat up, I reluctantly shifted my gaze to Edmund. My eyes connecting with those chocolate brown eyes. My throat suddenly went dry.

The situation I was in, made my heart pound against my chest so hard. My crush was standing infront of me and what made me even more flustered? He was holding my hand. And boy were his hands soft.

It took everything in me not to go intertwining our hands together.

"Y-yeah?"

"Y/N, is it true?"

I gulped, "sorry I-I don't think I'm following?" Of course I knew what he was talking about.

"That you like me?" the expression on his face unreadable. I couldn't tell if he was going to be mad at me or happy. He looked at me with his piercing gaze, clearly waiting for an answer.

I can't lie to him.

I don't want to lie to him. I want him to know how I feel. But at the same time, I was scared that maybe Kyle was joking and this was all a prank. And I don't want to lose what Edmund and I have right now.

But my feelings decided to take over.

"I-I... please don't be mad at me. Umm.. yes it's true," I looked down at my hands, not wanting to meet his eyes. Nothing. No response. I knew it, it was too good to be true. All I wanted to do right now was go home and lock myself in my room. I wanted to cry so bad.

"I'm sorry. I-I have to go.." voice cracking. Once again, turning on my heels I walked away from him.

I expected him to hold me back. But no. My vision became blurry with the tears threatening to fall. I knew it. He didn't feel the same.

Just when my tears began streaming down uncontrollably, I bumped into something.

Oh great. Now you have to embarrass yourself infront of him too. I stumbled back losing my balance, bracing for the impact of the hard ground.

Only, I didn't feel anything. No pain.

I slowly opened my eyes, locking eyes with none other than Edmund. I gasped. Apparently, the something I had bumped into, was him. He had managed to wrap his arms around my waist, holding me steady.

Slowly helping me up he averted his gaze scratching the nape of his neck.

"Thank you.." I mumbled looking at my feet.

Suddenly I felt his large hands cup my cheeks, wiping my tears away.

"Y/n.." he whispered.

I looked back at him, his gaze so soft.

"Edmund I'm so sorry.."

"No no shh.. don't be sorry, what do you have to be sorry about?"

I opened my mouth to reply, but he gently placed his index finger on my lips. I felt like my heart would explode at this point.

"Y/n, I'm sorry I let you walk away like that. I just.. I couldn't believe it. That you actually like me."

I tilted my head in confusion.

He chuckled softly, "Y/N I like you too. Heck with it, I think I just might be in love with you."

Okay now I'm sure I was hearing things.

"R-really?" pinching myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming, I whinced.

He chuckled. Nodding his head smiling softly, "I always have. Since the day Kyle introduced us. I felt so comfortable around you. I.." he took a deep breath, "I kept my feelings to myself because I thought you didn't feel the same. I was afraid of the rejection."

"Why would you think I'd reject you? "

He laughed, "well.. everytime I'd try to talk to you, you would run away."

At that, Julie came into my head. She had told me exactly that. I felt a pang of guilt. That was on me.

"I'm sorry.. I really like you too Ed. I was just so scared you know?"

Now it was his turn to look at me in confusion, "scared of what?"

I sighed, "I wanted to make a first good impression, I thought I'd make a fool of myself infront of you.."

He hummed, "well forget that now. You don't need to worry about making a good first impression on me anymore. Because I think you're just amazing." I felt my cheeks heat up once again.

"Y/N?"

"Yes Ed?"

"Since the feelings are mutual, would you do me the honour and let me court you?" I smiled nodding my head. My heart was fluttering with joy.

He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me towards him and into his embrace, "finally.. I can do this and call you mine. I love you y/n."

Wrapping my arms around him I nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck, "I love you too Ed."

Pulling away I giggled. I was so happy. The moment I had been dreaming of for so long, finally came true.

Gazing into each others eyes we burst into giggles. "You don't know how happy I am right now," Edmund mumbled, leaning his forehead against mine.

"Oh would you both cut with the cute talk and kiss already?!" Peter yelled suddenly. We were so caught up in the moment we hadn't even noticed our little audience.

Lucy was squealing in joy while the others were giving us knowing looks. Like they knew this was going to happen all along. Which they actually did. Kyle winking at me, I really have to thank the guy I thought.

I turned back to face Edmund, who had his eyes on me already.

He cleared his throat, "c-can I?" He looked so flustered. Giggling I stood on my toes pecking his lips. When I pulled away I couldn't resist the urge to laugh.

His lips parted, eyes wide and pupils dilated. And the next minute he leaned down locking our lips together once again the two of us smiling into the kiss.

Well what do you know? Love finds a way..

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Hello yes, could you elaborate on the Comte wedding event pleease. Crying and fangirling and dying are all acceptable. I missed it and I adore your rambles about Comte? Thank you either way.

!!! I’d be delighted to!! And awww, I’m so glad :D I love to write about him in any capacity, it makes me so happy to know people enjoy it when I do! Tysm for the full license to cry/fangirl/die because lbr it ain’t a Comte event if all three of those things don’t happen .Please don’t worry, I don’t mind talking abt it anyway! 💕💕💕

Okay my fellow Comte stans, you know the drill! I’ll be placing the details of the Wedding Story Event (jpn version) below the cut! Please don’t read if you want to wait for the official translation, and I hope you enjoy if you do take a peak! c:

AIGHT Y’ALL in fair Verona where we lay our scene-- This event begins on a lovely summer day with Comte and MC at a boutique picking out a wedding dress for their upcoming ceremony. As usual, she provides a bit of background as to how we got here. Comte doesn’t have a proposal event (as far as I know) like the other suitors because he actually proposes marriage in his MS. I won’t go too far into details just in case, but they essentially swear their love to each other in a church at night--just the two of them. (I’m not 100% sure, but I think this event takes place on the anniversary of the vow that they shared, what Comte called becoming “a vampire’s bride.” Yes it’s as hot as it sounds AND I LOVED IT). Now, despite their private promise to each other, Comte does specify that he fully intends to have a public wedding whenever she feels comfortable doing that. As such, this event is picking up from there.

With all the nitty gritty settled, it’s time to get to the fun bits. So Comte is weaving in and out of the dresses, trying to find the perfect one for his beloved. MC is equal parts exasperated but amused, and she notes that it reminds her so much of when she first debuted in high society (reference to the beginning of Comte’s MS). Back then, when she agreed to debut, he told her that he would immediately send word to his tailor to make the necessary preparations. It’s a kind of nostalgic moment; she remembers how thorough and excited he was (”I’ll be sure to show off your every charm”), and he’s effusing that energy in the boutique too. Eventually he settles on two of them and requests that they both be prepared, and MC sputters. She’s like Comte???? W H Y we only need one dress???? And he insists that, since it’s a special occasion, there’s no harm in it is there? He also goes on to say that it is in line with her culture’s tradition of “dyeing the bride in the husband’s colors.” MC shoots back that the tradition doesn’t entail several wedding dresses for the bride, but he pays the correction no mind. Y’all. I loved this part because it just emphasizes how much of a LIL SHIT he can be. Like he’s 100% harmless but I was like BOI IF U DON’T--I WILL KISS UR CUTE FACE. YOU STOP THAT.

I find it interesting especially because it remains in line with a trend about Comte that is so arresting for me, something that I find so endearing about him. I’ll note other places in the event I find it, but in this moment he is revealing something critical: for all of his capacity to play with the language and expectations that other people have/use, he only ever uses it for good. Here he’s purely being playful (with a stark note of respect and awareness); he has no intention of overwhelming her or undermining her cultural expectations of what a wedding means. Especially because MC, even in her monologue, isn’t truly upset--she honestly seems to find it adorable and funny more than anything. It’s also clear that Comte is working within her comfort zones. While he would buy the entire damn boutique if she let him, he settles on two because he knows it would stress her out otherwise (MC tends to be p pragmatic, not really about extravagance she is a mood).

And so they make their selection and exit the boutique, and they’re walking arm in arm back to the carriage. Comte laments narrowing it down to only two, but he’s happy they found something nice. MC thanks him for bringing her along, but he says it’s only natural--he wanted to pick out the dress the world would see together, he would never be happy with it otherwise. MC melts (WHO WOULDN’T) and says she’s really looking forward to wearing them, and he’s shook AF. 

(OKAY BUT I NEED TO SCREAM ABOUT THIS. DOES HE UNDERSTAND HOW TOUCHED I AM. DOES HE KNOW. His route hammers home this idea that for Comte, being with someone absolutely means being on the same page. It means being there for each other yes--but it also means making sure the other person feels wanted and included. He could have so easily just picked his favorite and been like “yeah this is what we’re going with.” But not only does he not do that, he refuses the very idea of a ceremony without it. He wants this to mean something for both of them, and he’s more than willing to put in the time and effort to ascertain that. I’M FUCKING TENDER OKAY. HE CARES SO MUCH AND I SOB)

He asks her if there’s anything else that she really, really wants for their wedding, and she thinks it through. It’ll be a reasonably sized wedding, with the men of the mansion in attendance and most of their closer high society friends. They’ve picked out a dress, the venue is set, the people closest to her will be there...she really can’t think of anything else? So she asks him if he has anything he really wants to do for the wedding, and he replies in the negative too, saying that “My only ideal wedding can be one in which I can see you at your most happy." ARE YOU KIDDING ME--Before MC can recover from that, he goes on: "Even now, I'm enjoying the preparations, and I want to do whatever I can for you." MC feels like she can never win against his sweet affection, so she nearly kills him with her answering line: "It’s more than enough. More than anything, being able to swear our love together again--to renew our vow--is the best part of it all." Comte is visibly shocked and is quiet for moment (MAN DOWN!!!!!!!!! VAMPIRE DOWN GET THE DEFIBRILATORS!!!!! LEONARDO PUT THAT LIGHTNING ROD AWAY I SWEAR TO GOD--) before he just replies with a “Is that so :>>>” And translating this nearly killed me [At the sight of his gentle smile, I smile back.] IM GOING TO SCREAM THEY ARE JUST SO TENDER IM SOFTE????????????

As they’re walking, Comte asks MC to tell him about weddings in her time. What were they like? He wants a reference point. She goes on to describe how ceremonies really range from formal to more informal affairs, and gets to a little custom that’s apparently held in Japan. When a groom intends to marry a bride, he will go to the bride’s family to ask for their approval. Comte visibly seems concerned about it, and I’m pretty sure he feels bad denying her that experience; not only did he propose to her without knowing any of that, her family isn’t within range to be able to honor it properly now. Even so, he keeps listening and comments now and again with a great deal of interest, paying close attention. He asks, what happens if the groom is rejected by the family? MC goes on to say that it’s a kind of test of perseverance: the groom is expected to ask/prove himself until he gets an answer in the affirmative. Internally, she notes that such a thing rarely ever happens irl--it’s mostly dramatized in movies and TV shows. She used to dream of how thrilling it might be to have someone do that for her, but it was mostly just a silly little fancy, nothing she was obsessed over. Comte, being a literal fucking legend, senses this emotional shift in milliseconds, and starts musing about something. When she tries to ask what’s up, he’s like not to worry leave everything to me.

PLEASE CUE THE CIRCUS MUSIC. BECAUSE THIS IS ABSOLUTELY GOING TO TURN INTO A CLOWN FEST.

So it cuts to them back home and Comte is asking Sebastian to give MC’s hand in marriage. Sebastian is utterly bEWILDERED and is like “I mean I understand I’m probably the closest relative she has right now but also WHAT!? YOU’RE MY BOSS/LORD I’M YOUR BUTLER FOR CRYING OUT LOUD”. Comte 100% is undaunted by this very normal reaction and insists that class/status has no place in matters like this, and Sebastian and MC are desperately trying to stop him from bowing his head/kneeling. MC notes she never expected him to take it to heart, tells him "Comte, you really don't have to go that far, it's a custom not a duty--" (IT’S SO FUCKING FUNNY????? YOU CAN FEEL THEIR MOUNTING CONCERN AND I CAN’T BELIEVE COMTE WAS STRAIGHT UP JUST “i am not above begging” AND THEY’RE LIKE YOU SHOULD BE YOU SHOULD BE ABOVE BEGGING)

The circus only escalates when Leo comes in LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF "damn...bahahahhahahaaaaa now THIS oughtta be good/interesting." MC (and I simultaneously) start yelling at him and he replies "What? Comte's already ready and willing, why stop him?" For whatever reason, this gives Comte an idea (NEVER A GOOD SIGN) and he’s like you know what? That’s actually perfect, get everybody in here I’m gonna ask them for permission too :D

Several things I want to say about this. 1. COMTE LITERALLY DOES NOT EVEN REACT TO LEO’S MOCKING HE JUST “omg ur face was useful for smth for once this gives me an idea” 2. META TIME. First and foremost, I seriously can’t deal. This man knows MC has nothing because of her traveling through time, no friends or family--he’s always so, so aware of what she’s sacrificing to be with him. It is never outside of his thinking. Not only does this decision solidify her presence as a member of their family (I’m just so UGLY SOBBING about the fact that he does not consider them all ANYTHING LESS--THEY ARE HIS CHIRREN AND HE LOVES THEM AND I’M SOFT) this is also such a brilliant, strategic move on his part. Not only is he doing this to fulfill her younger wishes of having someone be so confident in their love for her that they would insist on it in front of her family/loved ones--his doing this also solidifies her presence as his wife within the mansion from here on. There can be no mistake; this is an unquestionable statement as to how her identity has shifted in meaning, a powerful allusion to his possessive streak. (and WE LOVE THAT FOR US HELL YEAH) 

Furthermore, I continue to be fascinated by the way he keeps subverting traditional or expected forms of supplication. While many could see this as a yielding of his pride (and in some ways he undeniably is) this choice to acknowledge her culture’s customs yields much more valuable dividends for him. 1. MC--notorious for never betraying the things she wants, having trouble asking for anything--is have her dreams fulfilled even if they were just silly little fantasies from when she was young. He’s actively making her happy, and he gets to openly gush about how much he loves her (FOR HIM THIS IS THE DEFINITION OF A WIN-WIN YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND--) 2. This is a way for him to make amends and do proper respect to the marriage customs of her place/time, and that’s infinitely important to him. He’s trying to set a precedent; that even if he ever does make a mistake or neglect something (even if accidental) he will do his utmost to make it right, pride and money be DAMNED. 

While it can be argued that he’s just being silly and over-the-top, when you look closely this is 100% a clever, very mindful approach to their future. While it may partially have been executed on an emotional/excited whim, he is also claiming MC as his own in the most clear and respectful way possible. And tbh that’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen 

So, after Leo walks in on them everyone else starts filing in one at a time (OKAY YOU CAN’T CONVINCE ME THAT THEY WEREN’T ALL HUDDLED UP TO THE DOOR SQUIRMING TO HEAR WHAT WAS GOING ON AND AT SOME POINT LEO SAID “omfg i gotta see this dumbass bitch on his knees” AND BLEW THEIR COVER/MADE THEM EVEN MORE CURIOUS):

Jeanne: "It's so noisy in here." 

Mozart: "What's going on?"

Comte: "Ah, excellent timing. I want to get permission from everyone."

Vincent: "?????? Did you do something wrong Comte?? What could you possibly need forgiveness for?"

Isaac: "A mistake made/wrongdoing by Comte?...Why am I dreading what it could be..."

Dazai: “Ah yes, yes I see, you are asking for a young lady's hand in marriage” (IM WHEEZING BC EVERYONE ELSE IS SO LOST AND HE'S JUST 100% ON THE BALL KNOWS EXACTLY WHAT'S GOING ON THE NARRATIVE DISSONANCE IM CRYING)

Theo: Young lady??? The hell are you going on about

So things are getting increasingly chaotic and MC is just [jfc this is getting out of hand, Comte they don’t even know what you’re asking them to do]. She tries to explain but falters, and Comte puts an arm around her--signals that he’ll give  them the context. So he tells them "You all know that our wedding day is approaching. As such, I'm asking you all for your approval in taking MC as my bride. No matter what happens, I promise to make her happy forever--for every moment, every second of our time together. Please, forgive my taking her" (WHEN I TELL YOU MY HEAD WAS IN MY HANDS IDK HOW MC DIDN’T DIE ON THE SPOT S I R. SIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) MC: [...Comte...My heart melts at his confession, at his earnest plea. It feels like every single iota of our feelings are infused in every word he speaks, teeming with the love shared between us in overwhelming measure.]

For a little while silence falls until Napoleon speaks up, and honestly? It was so sweet ;-; I tear up every single time: “Forgiven. You know how much I dislike formalities anyway. And besides, who could say no to le Comte?” MC notes that everyone murmurs in agreement and a kind of warmth settles in the room. Arthur notes that MC will be a Comtesse very soon and MC just. I’m going to be a WHAT now (”C-c-comtesse??”). And it’s so FUCKING FUNNY YOU CAN FEEL THE RED EYE EDIT MEME ON COMTE WHEN HE GOES “Oh? Is there anything wrong with that? Everybody said yes, after all :>” MC internally accuses them of ganging up on her, but reveals that more than anything she’s a little overwhelmed by the outpouring of love in the best way:

MC: [Overwhelmed with feeling; touched, a little shy, embarrassed, but also full of joy--my eyes burn at the edges with tears] “I'm glad everyone approves c:”

Comte: Agreed :> your country/homeland has a nice custom. A v important step to inviting my loved one into my life as my wife :>>>>

So it then cuts to them in Comte’s room after the circus and MC thanks him for the sweet confession in front of everyone, tells him how happy it made her. He insists that it was only natural he would, and that it isn’t even enough.

Comte: “I am the one...your life, your time as a human being; I'll be taking all of it from you.”

MC: [...Comte? He took my hand with a very serious expression]

Comte: "As I said before, I will make you a vampire someday."

MC: “Don't call it that--a price. I want to live with you too!”

MC notes that while she hasn’t made the leap yet, she knows she’ll be ready for it soon enough. 

Comte: “Thank you. But the last thing I want is to take things from you, I want to do everything I can to make you happy, to make you smile. Whether that means weddings, requests--anything in my power.”

COMTE REALLY SAID "she is entrusting me with her future and that means I have the responsibility of not only ascertaining her happiness, but proving my unwavering devotion to it" AND IM HOLLERING????? LADIES GET YOU A FUCKING MANS. MC finally begins to understand this, and she’s like OMFG is that why you went off so hard this afternoon???? And Comte’s like :>>>> guilty as charged, though I think I'm also just still excited about the wedding too, haha! They hug it out (YESSSSSSS LET ME H O L D) and MC asks him again if there’s anything he wants for the wedding too. Aight y’all I would be irresponsible if I didn’t warn you beforehand, get fucking tissues. I’m still upset abt his answer and I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. He thinks about it for a bit, before kissing her forehead and saying “I suppose, can you pray for my happiness too? That's enough."

AIGHT IMMA GO BACK TO THE EVENT IN A SECOND BUT I GOTTA SAY. BITCH. BITCH ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME????? COMTE THAT ISN’T OPTIONAL THAT’S A GOD DAMN PREREQUISITE?????????????????? OFC WE WISH FOR YOUR HAPPINESS WHAT THE FUCK??????????????? THE A U D A C I T Y. I’VE NEVER BEEN MORE INSULTED IN ALL MY LIFE. OKAY RANT OVER.

MC is surprised but naturally agrees to it, having wanted that for him even without prompting. She continues to think on it, insisting that she wants to do something for him too. An idea sparks but it only says that she made preparations without telling him anything for now, preparing a tangible sign of her love for the wedding.

The premium end begin here. She’s getting dressed for the wedding, and she’s--as usual--in awe of his perfect selection of accessories/jewelry to go with the gown. She’s about to put on her shoes when she notices something odd, and there’s a knock at the door. Comte enters to ask if she’s ready, and they both freeze and stare at each other. They both sheepishly admit to being completely taken with the sight of the other, and they laugh about it together. Comte tries to ask if she’s ready again, and she assures him that she is--just that she found something unexpected in her shoes.

He explains that the coin is an English six pence. Sebastian told him that they are no longer made in her time, and Comte explains he acquired it about three hundred years ago in England when he was living there (he says that he kept it back then because he liked the design on it). He explains that there is a tradition, that the English would put a six pence in a bride’s left shoe in the hopes of wishing her good fortune and prosperity in her oncoming union. MC has her understandable and customary (JESUS I FORGET HOW OLD THIS MAN IS SOMETIMES) and he places a hand over hers that’s holding the coin when she starts staring at it. 

Comte: "Hey, MC....Time goes by, and various things will continue to change. Among them, it is only vampires who survive without dying or changing."

MC: "Comte..."

Comte: "I used to think that made it--made us--empty. But...I don't think that's the case anymore. I'm proud of being able to keep this undying, unchanging love for you."

[He put the coin back in my left shoe, and offered them to me--gentle as though they were made of glass(Cinderella's)]

MC spends this exchange on the verge of tears, but keeps it together for the wedding. It depicts their loved ones all around them as they walk down the aisle, and skips to the end of the ceremony. The priest tells Comte he may now kiss the bride (WHEN I WAS TRANSLATING IT SAID “KISS YOUR BUSINESS” AND WHEN I TELL YOU I WHEEZED), but just as he’s about to lift her veil--she stops him in his tracks. He’s confused, and says her name, but she reassures him that she just wants to offer him a wedding gift before he lifts it. Hidden in her bouquet are two pins that she had made, and she pins them to his jacket. They were made from preserved flowers, encased in metal to render them undying/everlasting. 

MC: [Me too...I want to wish for your happiness...]

MC: “For you, things might feel fleeting--like they just pass you by, are lost before you can grasp them. But even so, my feelings won't change; just like this preserved/undying flower and the life of a vampire--dedicated to [Comte's real name] in everlasting love."

COMTE.EXE HAS CURRENTLY SHUTDOWN. REBOOTING.

MC notes that his eyes get misty and he leans his forehead against hers.

MC: [Comte's real name]? 

Comte: .................I want to hug you as tight as I possibly can, but I'd hate to ruin the flowers/your gift to me

BITCH WHEN I TELL YOU I SOBBED. WHEN I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 1. I CANT GET OVER THE FACT THAT HER GIFT IS NOT ONLY CANON BUT ITS LITERALLY ON HIS WEDDING SPRITE, HER LOVE IS A VISIBLE MANIFESTATION ON HIS PERSON ALWAYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 2. THE FACT THAT SHE ONLY ADMITS TO BEING THE HAPPIEST SHE CAN BE WHEN SHE SEES HIM SO HAPPY TOO. THIS IS SO MUCH. SO M U C H

And so Comte lifts her veil and kisses her gently uwu cover ur eyes chirren, the hall erupts in raucous applause and the crowd starts congratulating them!! Comte then encourages everyone to have fun, and the reception takes on the vibe of a kind of social gathering. MC notes that he seems to prefer this level of interaction, just relaxed and everyone chill, and she turns to tell him that it seems like it’ll be fun! Before she can finish her sentence, he kisses her fiercely before leaning back with a sigh, "It's still not enough, but I'll save the rest for later tonight." BITCH!!?!?!??!??!? HOW THE FUCK CAN ANYONE FOCUS ON A STUPID PARTY WHEN YOU SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT, HELLO???????MC notes: [Everyone from the mansion that saw the kiss made fun of me endlessly, and I hid my face in my bouquet] SAVE HER. Once again, it skips to the end of the reception and they’re now in Comte’s room. (I will blink twice if I think you need tissues BLINKS TWICE) 

Comte: "Yup, perfect." [He places the flower pins I gave him next to THE hourglass in the room, looking pleased HNGNNGNGNNGGNGN MY EYE HOLES ARE SUFFERING

MC: "I'm glad you liked the gift c:" 

Comte: "It is proof of your unchanging love, of course I cherish it :>"

She’s just so happy to see him so delighted with it. He asks how she liked the ceremony, and she gushes about how much she loved it. He hugs her (AWWWWWWWWWWWW) and then he notes that while it was fun to celebrate, all he wants now is time with his wife (AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA). He starts kissing her like the world is ending, and she says she needs to get changed--but he doesn’t care, says she’s fine as she is and that he wants her right now.

Aight usually I don’t get into epilogue territory, but honestly, this shit was JUST too good. Now this man made of magic asks MC if she’s wearing her bridal garter (you know, the one that usually comes with the whole bride ensemble in Western tradition). And she’s like ???? Uh, yeah, of course? Why... He says that he saw something interesting at a friend’s wedding reception once upon a time, and explains that the garter is usually removed and thrown to the bachelors (analogous to the bride’s throwing her bouquet, and whoever catches it will be the next to get married). PLEASE NOTE HE IS KISSING HER FOR LIKE 90% OF THIS IT’S AMAZING

MC: "So it's like the bouquet toss?" 

Comte: "Yes. Now then, how did he remove the garter...?”

HE DUCKS DOWN AND SHE’S LIKE COMTE!?!?

Comte: “...Ah yes, the groom removes it with his teeth >:D”

And so this man HAS THE TIME OF HIS LIFE tugging it down slowly under her dress, caressing her legs and loving every part of her. MC’s face is on fire, and she’s torn between being turned on and embarrassed. Eventually he reappears after teasing her MERCILESSLY and admits that he didn’t do it at the reception because he didn’t want anyone else to see her reaction. Blushing, shy, desirous--all of these feelings are his to keep and enjoy. (I!!!!! LOVE!!!!!!!!!! HOW SUBTLY POSSESSIVE HE IS AAAAAAAAAA) MC notes internally that she feels the same way about him, how he only shows this intensely passionate side to her. Comte is uncharacteristically impatient and frenzied that night, and they both go at it.

It skips to midnight where the two are cuddling in the aftermath, just being cute and happy. Comte, the absolute MADLAD is already thinking about how to celebrate next year--and she just giggles at him (he’s a wackadoo but he’s her wackadoo LMFAO MOOD) and he laughs with her. They essentially swear to promise their love over and over in the future, and it just ends on that wholesome note :>>>

Also can I just. The fact that he lived for so long alone, but was always, always paying attention to all of these little things that are done with a person’s loved one ;-; that he would remember his friend doing that at his wedding and be like BROOOOO I WANNA DO THAT IF I EVER GET MARRIED!!!!!!!!!!! I just. It’s so heartbreaking and touching at the same time, I just want to hold him forever ;-; the fact that he doesn’t seem to worry as much about his own happiness, seems absolutely floored that MC would do anything in return. I JUST LOVE HIM WITH EVERYTHING INSIDE OF ME 

THIS IS WHAT PEAK PERFORMANCE LOOKS LIKE

[dreamingofscully]

6x16. “Alpha” - X-Files Rewatch

This episode is all about Scully being the Alpha, who marks her territory (Mulder). What casefile? Through this lens, I really enjoy this episode. You wouldn’t think there would be much to analyze here BUT BOY YOU'D BE WRONG. Also, there’s so many corny jokes, I love it.

Scully arriving from elsewhere in the building with her coat/briefcase seems to indicate she has an office elsewhere in the building. Perhaps she requested somewhere close to the labs? It’s super cute that she comes by to check on Mulder before she leaves. Despite how uncomfortable she was with his silliness in “Arcadia”, I think things are good between them now.

“Aren't you going home?” - Scully “I am home. I'm just feathering the nest.” - Mulder

This is cute, but also kinda sad. The work is his life, how can it be any different?

Mulder subtly trying to get Scully interested in the case. 

The desk lamp is POINTED AT THEIR PICTURE. Awww. ❤️

“What happened to the dog?” - Scully “Dog gone…. Dog gone… Doggone.” - Mulder, proud of his joke “Yeah, I got it.” - Scully

Sitting closely, and Mulder being even more of a dork than usual with his corny jokes. Scully loves it though. They’re so happy to have the X-Files back. Life is good for a little while.

THEIR CUTE SMILES AND FLIRTING ❤️

“Don’t mind him, he’ll go on forever.” - Scully

Mulder has definitely missed going on long monologues about weird shit in front of local law enforcement.

Of course Mulder’s heard of the animal. He has had even more time than usual lately to cram his brain with random strange things.

“You get a biscuit, Scully.” - Mulder, with more stupid jokes. But he’s gazing at her here, so we’ll forgive him. I’m not even mad about it anyways.

Their cute banter in front of the worker installing the fence at Karins. SO FLIRTY. (Also, being mistaken for a couple again!)

“You two looking for Karin about boarding?” - Stacy Muir “No, it's actually more of a behavior problem.” - Mulder “Yeah, he doesn't listen and he chews on the furniture.” - Scully, glancing at Mulder

Inside Karin’s house, Mulder’s random touch and Scully’s shiver in reaction. Reminiscent of his two-handed touch in “Arcadia” - is that done deliberately? Scully doesn’t seem uncomfortable, but shivers in reaction, as if she definitely enjoys it. Oof. Things are REALLY good between them.

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 1:

“How is it that you know so much about her but you don't know what she looks like?” - Scully “I never actually met her.” - Mulder “But you assume that she's going to help us?” - Scully “No, actually, it's not an assumption. She is the one who told me about his case.” - Mulder “Oh, so you two are chummy?” - Scully “Well, I've read her books.” - Mulder “Ah. The Wolf Inside... Dogs Don't Lie... Better Than Human... Better Than Human?” - Scully “She's not a real people person.” - Mulder “Well, she seems to have made a connection to you.” - Scully, looking at the I Want To Believe poster on her wall (highlighting it with a desk lamp, sound familiar?)

Standing close by the bookshelf.

Mulder introducing himself as “Fox”, what? It probably has to do with her obsession with canines. They probably joked about his name, and it’s what she would refer to him as in their emails.

This would make Scully feel even more uncomfortable/jealous

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 2:

“Mulder... She's a friend of yours?” - Scully “We met on-line.” - Mulder “On-line…” - Scully “Two professionals exchanging information.” - Mulder

Standing close in the alley/crime scene.

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 3:

Her expression when Karin shows up, and calling her “wolfwoman”. (Recognize this? She made a similar face in “Syzygy”.)

Karin’s “Classic dominant alpha territorial behaviour” when talking about the police officer being killed.

By contrast, Scully doesn’t need to be aggressive or violent to assert her dominance - just needs to exist. ❤️

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 4:

Mulder touching Karin’s hand on the computer mouse. Scully notices, shoots Mulder a sharp look. She immediately starts questioning Karin’s ideas. Her EXPRESSION. She thinks she’s figured Karin out, that she is attracted to Mulder, and she’s not going to let her get away with anything. It’s not only possessiveness but protectiveness. She only recently got Mulder away from the clutches of Diana, and she knows how vulnerable he is to women that seem vulnerable themselves.

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 5:

In the car, Mulder knowing something’s wrong with Scully

Scully warning him: “She's enamored of you, Mulder. Don't underestimate a woman. They can be tricksters, too.” (I think this is also a veiled reference to Diana, that Mulder does NOT get, nor is he meant to.)

Mulder is gullible and oblivious when it comes to certain women, and Scully knows it!

Mulder gives her a curious look - thinks she’s jealous, perhaps?

Scully won’t tolerate anyone trying anything with Mulder, she’s fucking had it. After dealing with Diana so recently - no one else is going to try anything. She’s getting ahead of something before it develops. Mulder is empathetic with people who are different/loners (Oubliette/Mind’s Eye). He CAN be manipulated by a woman with a sad story.

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 6:

Going to see Karin alone, confronting her about her intentions with Mulder. Look at that lean forward.

Scully’s “With Mulder, you found somebody you could communicate with.... someone who challenged you... But that wasn't enough. You needed to lure him out here.”

She knows what having a special connection to him feels like!

Karin’s “I lack your feminine wiles.” (Which is hilarious, because when it comes to Mulder, Scully doesn’t have ANY of that manipulativeness that she implies.)

“I'm watching you.” - Scully “You watch... But you don't see.” - Karin

Perhaps Karin did mean to lure Mulder out here to meet him, and she does lie about the creature. HOWEVER...

Once she sees Mulder and Scully together, she abandons her ideas of deepening her relationship with him. She sees what everyone else does - that M&S are incredibly close, that their body language and glances to each other suggest that the only person in the room that matters to each other is them. Karin’s suggestion here (to the case I’m sure) is also a reference to what Scully can’t see is right in front of her - that there’s no reason for her to be territorial because Mulder only has eyes for her.

I also believe Mulder would have mentioned Scully to Karin. She’s such an integral part of his life. Once Scully shows up, things “click” for her, she understands that she has no chance.

Mulder trusts Scully’s judgement, goes to see Karin for himself and asks about being misled. (This is a pretty big deal.)

Karin - she loves Mulder, in her way. He's a kindred spirit, like Scully says, the only other human she knows that she actually likes. Once she realizes that he belongs to another, that he has someone who is a good person (based on how her dogs react to her) and will look out for him, she realizes what she needs to do to stop the animal - risk and (potentially) sacrifice herself. After lying to Mulder about what she thinks the animal will do next, and he goes to Scully, she LOOKS AT THE “I WANT TO BELIEVE” POSTER. Did she choose to wrap it up and send it then? In essence, disconnecting herself from him, and giving him a gift as her last goodbye?

I love that Mulder calls Scully to the hospital so they can do the surveillance TOGETHER. ❤️ Mulder’s “You should take a load off. We might be here all night.”

Scully’s “So, what is he going to do? Walk in here, skitter across the linoleum and pee in the corners?” is so cute. And Mulder loves it when she jokes. Like I said earlier, they are in a good place again.

Scully Being Territorial, Exhibit Number 7:

“Mulder, the only thing Karin Berquist is interested in is you.” - Scully, to which Mulder seems bashful about it. He’s so oblivious about women being interested in him. It’s adorable.

When Scully takes his magazine she sits a bit further from him than normal. She’s uncomfortable with her jealousy, tries to distance herself from it’s source.

Of course Scully falls asleep. ❤️ I love how she can sleep anywhere. She’s SNORING (quietly) - IT’S SO CUTE I CAN’T EVEN--. 😭 He’s gazing at her while she sleeps, then wakes her gently with the magazine. ❤️

At the ending, Scully’s tenderness about Mulder losing his friend is touching. The whole episode she was antagonistic towards Karin, thinking she had an ulterior motive, but in the end she did something altruistic. She was Mulder’s friend, and proved that in the end she wasn’t a bad person, at least in some ways. Scully knows he’ll blame himself, as well.

They have a really sweet interaction here. Scully making sure he’s okay, Mulder reassuring that he will be, talking about how he “believed her too quickly”. (He is a learning animal. Oh shit I made another corny joke, my b.)

The lamp is still aimed at the picture of them in the office. Like a fucking spotlight saying “THIS PLACE IS OURS.”

Scully Being Territorial, End Notes

I’m partially being silly when talking about this aspect of Scully’s personality, but I have to discuss a few things.

After the shit they’ve been through with Diana, I can’t blame Scully for overreacting and being protective of Mulder, not wanting to see him manipulated again.

That being said, this isn’t the first time she’s been possessive when it comes to him. I think it’s probably one of her flaws - she can get irrationally jealous when Mulder gets attention from another woman. It’s NOT just protectiveness but stems from her longing for something more with him, her fear that someone will swoop in and take the place in his life that she wants. I can empathize with that, I suffer from terrible jealousy sometimes myself (so perhaps this is a bit of self-projection, but hey, this is my analysis, so that’s what I see).

I absolutely love Scully, but I love that she seems like a real character, with flaws and eccentricities that truly make her unique.

[chocochar]

Hi! Could you write a one shot where Hawks takes out his secretary, whom he has a massive crush on, out to a fancy dinner? They think it’s all for business but later it’s revealed Hawks took them out on a date. Pls and thank you!

(AN: I’m SO SORRY this took so long! I had it started for a while but my brain was radio static TuT But it’s dooone, hope you enjoy and thank you for the request!)

        "Come oooon, (F/n), don't make me beg~" Hawks already is begging, and (F/n) sighs as she fixes the papers on her desk. For the last week now this birdbrain has bothered her every day to go to this new restaurant with him. They supposedly have incredible food, especially their chicken and seafood, and for some reason she was his choice to take there.

        Being the secretary of the no. 2 hero, for the most part, is fine. She comes to work, gets the jobs she has done, then goes home. At least at first, but working for him for a few months now there's definitely been a shift; he's more attentive when it comes to her, even if it's a typically boring discussion about a job he did, his eyes never leave her and he's always got the grin on his handsome face. He also seems to listen more, like when she told him to pay more attention to his own health in a fight last week he's had fewer injuries they'd need to take care of. Which means less stress for her.

        If she didn't know any better she'd assume he has a crush on her, but that's a silly thought right? She's just looking too into it.

        "Takami-san, I've told you more than once I'm not going. Why don't you ask one of your sidekicks?" She asks, turning to face him. 

        "Cause I asked you, that's why," he pouts slightly, before continuing,"C'mon, it'll be fun, I'll pay for everything! I wanna take you out, pleeease?"

        "Why are you so persistant?" she asks the younger hero, pinching the bridge of her nose. 

        "Cause I like you," he grins, (F/n) jolting and looking at him in surprise. No, no why is she getting so shocked over hearing that? There's no hidden meaning behind it! Shaking her head she finishes tidying up her desk and goes to pass him when his arm is suddenly blocking her way. He's leaning against the wall, palm pressed against it, and throwing the puppy dog eyes her way. "Please, (F/n)?"

        She narrows her eyes, ready to throw out another 'no', but sighs,"Fine, fine, I'll go."

        He smiles brightly and holds up two thumbs up, saying,"I knew you'd give in eventually! You're off Saturday, right? I'll swoop on over to your house and pick you up around 6 or 7, is that good for you?"

        She nods, and it's set, the woman watching him go before she leaves the agency. 'Why did I agree?? Damn him and those puppy dog eyes! This kid is going to be the death of me.' she thinks while rubbing her neck, pulling out her phone and putting it into her calendar.

[X][X][X]

        Saturday comes and (F/n) dresses up in nice, formal clothes. She puts on some makeup, does her hair, and checks herself in the mirror; does she look too done up for this? After all, it is just dinner with Hawks.

        'He'll probably tease me or something about looking so nice while he's in his hero outfit or something casual,' she thinks, debating on changing or not. But she doesn't get the chance to decide when a knock comes at her front door and she hurries to it. Opening it she's surprised to find Hawks here already, as well as carrying a rose and actually looking... nice! She nearly rubs her eyes to make sure she isn't seeing things. He's in a loose fitting suit that he pulls off really well, his hair looks a little more styled, and he looks like he's blushing lightly looking her over.

        "Wow, (F/n), I was coming ready to get you to change but you look nice," he smiles. He hands her the flower and she thanks him taking it, walking inside letting him come in as she goes to find a vase or cup to put water into for the plant.

        "I think I'm even more shocked, Takami-kun," she replies, coming back after getting the rose in water. "You look very handsome though."

        He grins while his cheeks turn redder, scratching the back of his head, saying,"Awww, really?? You always know what to say, (F/n).~" Checking the time he asks,"So, ya ready then?"

        "Sure," she replies leaving her apartment with him before locking the door. She looks around below in the parking lot but doesn't see any unfamiliar or new cars, so she asks,"Uh, where's your-"

        "Oh we're not driving," he answers before she's suddenly lifted into his arms,"I thought you'd prefer to see the sights so we're taking to the skies.~"

        "W-Wait what??" she asks with wide eyes; her arms wrap tight around his neck as his wings unfurl and they take a large leap into the air. She goes to scream burying her face in his jacket, but goes quiet when wind starts whipping at her arms and hair. Peeking she's shocked to find they're already quite high above the buildings, the growing night giving them more cover as they fly. He's not zooming around, fortunately, he seems to be taking it slow probably so she doesn't panic, and his arms have a tight hold under her back and knees so she feels more secure. She's still terrified but is slowly calming down admiring all the lights below as well as the parks they soar over. He grins seeing the entranced gaze she has and asks,"Never seen anything like it, huh?"

        "No, it's... It's beautiful," she replies, smiling herself. It's odd what's going on, but she won't complain.

        "Yeah, sure is," he sighs, his eyes lingering on her before he focuses ahead of them as they get close to the restaurant. 

        He starts to glide down until reaching the sidewalk and landing on both feet his wings close and he places (F/n) back on her own legs. She holds onto his shoulder for a moment, her limbs feeling like jelly, before shaking off the feeling and letting him go before looking at the place. It's really nice on the outside, and she can smell the food from out here, it smells delicious! She looked up reviews before coming, all positive about the atmosphere and delicacies... Is he really okay bringing her to a place like this? This is more of a place couples come to right?

        Shrugging that off she follows Hawks to the entrance double doors and stops when he opens the door and says in a charming way,"Ladies first.~"

        Rolling her eyes she smiles and replies,"Thank you." before walking in. It certainly is exquisite, definitely not a place she could afford on her own. She actually turns to the bird hero and asks,"Takami, are you sure about this? I don't know if I can afford it." 

        He gives her a puzzled look before waving her off. "Don't worry, (F/n), I'm paying for everything."

        She wants to tell him that that wouldn't be appropriate but already a welcomer comes up to the duo and whisks them off to a table before she can get a word in. It's an especially nice looking set up too, and as they pass by seated patrons she takes note of their appearances; from the pricey looking outfits to the jewelery that twinkles under the lights she feels slightly out of place. 

        Sitting across from her boss the secretary can't stop looking over everything, and he laughs at how almost childlike it is.

        "If I knew you'd be reacting this cute I'd have taken you somewhere like this sooner," he grins and she turns back to him with pink cheeks. "Although this time I wasn't rejected, meaning I could finally see it.~" 

        "T-Takami," she mumbles, pushing some (hair color) locks behind her ear while willing away the growing blush on her cheeks. "Are you sure this is okay? I mean, I couldn't possibly ask you to-"

        He holds a hand up and presses a finger to his lips, her mouth closing while he retorts,"I already planned this out, (F/n), I couldn't possibly expect you to pay, right? That wouldn't be very gentlemanly." He smiles sweetly at her and she feels her heart thump louder in her chest. Clearing her throat she nods, opening the menu... And nearly leaving the moment she saw the prices. The only thing stopping her is his wing and him assuring her it's fine.

[X][X][X]

        After the two order they get to talking, a lot of it being Hawks asking her about more personal things like her hobbies, what she does after work, does she like this or this, and (F/n) answers truthfully although she thinks,'I don't quite get what's going on, I thought this was just going to be for business mostly but it feels more personal...' Their hands have brushed more than once and he keeps complimenting her making her flustered.

        Taking a sip of her water she changes the subject and asks,"So, are you alright after that fight the other day? Your wings look much better."

        "We handled it just fine, did you have your doubts?" he teases. 

        "I just worry for you, Takami, I care about you," she honestly answers. He's a little surprised hearing this and he feels his cheeks turning warm as he brings up a hand to try to hide it. She cocks a brow, asking,"Are you okay, Takami?"

        "Me? Yeah, I'm fine," he tries to play it off but this woman... She always seems to make him weak like this.

        Originally he hired her because she seemed to know what she was doing and has done her job well every step of the way, but over the months they've been working together he started to notice small things like the way she bites her pen when stumped on work, or will nibble her lip when thinking. Slowly he started noticing more and more things, and before he knew it he realized he grew feelings. Even tonight she looks adorable! And he finally managed to score a date with her, so he wanted to make it all special.

        She gives him a soft smile and says,"Alright, well anyways, I'll always have faith in you, Takami, even if I worry and scold you."

        He returns the smile and decides to say,"You know, you don't have to call me Takami."

        She looks confused now, and he continues,"Just call me Keigo." She blinks in slight surprise; that's odd to say. After all, 'Keigo' would be rather personal right??

        "Um... I suppose, but would that be okay, I mean-"

        She can't finish as their food is brought and Hawks' eyes light up with anticipation as his dish of chicken is placed in front of him. (F/n) also almost starts drooling at the smells alone. She takes a bite, and melts right away. No wonder this place is so well received! Looking at the hero in front of her he's already started eating, the sight of him looking so happy causing her to giggle at the faces he's making. His golden eyes move to look at her as he stops, and she laughs,"Sorry, sorry, you're acting really... It's cute!" 

        His face erupts in red at this and he lifts some of the chicken on a fork up to her mouth. She calms down and eyes the food puzzled.

        "Here, try, it's pretty good," he grins and now it's her turn to go red in the face. He's feeding it to her?? It's such a simple gesture but her racing heart won't shut up! She also realizes he's taken a bite from it... 

        "N-No, I'm fine," she tries to tell him, holding up her hands and waving them in front of her. 

        "Aww, c'mon, (F/n), it's not going to bite," he teases playfully, and she swallows looking at the fork. Everything about this is way too strange, although this whole night has had a series of odd moments. Biting her lip she decides to do it, leaning forward and biting into it. It's really good, but she's having trouble focusing on the food when he finishes it off. Swallowing it down she keeps eating but has trouble focusing.

        It goes quiet between the duo and Hawks catches on pretty quickly as his eyes lift to find her staring at her plate, lost in thought with furrowed brows. He stops and asks,"Uh, (F/n), you okay?" When she doesn't answer he lifts a hand to wave in front of her face and says,"Earth to (F/n), hello? You still with me?"

        "Takami, if it isn't too strange to ask, why did you want to bring me here?"

        Hawks freezes, appearing puzzled and pulling his hand back.

        "What do you mean? Isn't it obvious?" he asks tilting his head, to which her response is a shake of the head. Wait is she being serious here? "Really? I thought it was pretty out in the open but do I gotta say it?"

        "Yes, because truthfully I've been confused, isn't this just a sort of business dinner or something?" she asks with an (adorably) confused expression.

        He on the other hand stares at her in an almost incredulous way. This... Cute, blind idiot.

        "(F/n), I was taking you on a date," he finally answers. (F/n) goes wide eyed once she realizes what he said. 'A d-date?! I-Is that even appropriate?!' Technically yes, there's no laws saying they can't date each other, but... "That's why I got the flowers and got all dressed up, I was trying to make a good impression."

        "B-But wait, why?! How long have you...??" she asks in a flustered way, her face red. 

        He scratches the back of his head while he replies,"Liked you? I'd say 2 months, maybe? I thought I was being pretty obvious, I wasn't being subtle with my flirting, (F/n)." Seeing how shocked she is, how much her blush has grown, he teases,"See, how can I not go for you when you're acting so adorable?~"

        Her heart won't let up and she hides her face in her hands, groaning,"I had no idea... Hawks, why tell me now?..." Her reaction causes his smile to lower and he rubs his neck.

        "Is this too uncomfortable?" He asks, which causes her to lift her head to look at him; his expression is a dejected one as he averts his eyes, his smile now more sad as he chuckles,"Maybe I flew too close to the sun, right? I was hoping I'd finally win you over with this but maybe I was expecting too much, huh?" He meets her eyes finally and finishes,"Sorry, (F/n). If you want I'll take you home."

        She's silent staring at the hero, unable to find the words. The look he has her pounding heart starts to ache; sure she's shocked by this, but she wouldn't say she's uncomfortable, this was just unexpected. He did seem to pull out the stops, too, and hearing him sound so sad fills a guilty hole in her gut. She's noticed the flirting, she's noticed his watching her more often than before, she just never put the pieces together until hearing it from his own mouth. If she'd known this was a date... 

        After taking a few moments to think it all over she shakes her head, and responds,"No, Takami, it's okay, really! I'm not uncomfortable being here, to be honest you've been quite the gentleman." She smiles and his cheeks turn pink. "I'm more just really surprised, but... I suppose finishing this date won't hurt, especially now knowing that's what it is."

        He eyes her, asking,"Are you sure?" She gives him a warm look and he slowly smiles back.

        "Well if you're okay then let's eat.~"

[X][X][X]

        The dinner ends and the two leave full and content. After they walk out (F/n) is swept off her feet again and looping her arms around the bird hero's neck she holds tight, still not used to flying.

        "Wouldn't it be easier to just drive??" She asks as they drift through the air.

        "And miss the best part of the night? Just hold onto me, I won't let you fall," he assures the nervous secretary. She nods and does just that, her arms holding a lock on him while her eyes glide over all the lights below. She's so lost in the sights she misses them heading towards a tall building's roof until they land and he sets her on her feet. He keeps a hold on her as she gains her own footing, and when (F/n) looks ahead she's mesmerized by the sights. Hawks smiles seeing the way her (eye color) orbs light up and still not moving his hand off her side he asks,"Pretty, right? That's one thing I love about being able to fly, at night I get a front row seat to see things like this."

        "It must be nice," she replies with a grin, before realizing his hand is still on her. She's still slightly worried about going into this type of relationship with him, after all he's her boss, but over dinner she'd been thinking it over, and she made her decision. "Keigo."

        He looks at her in surprise and she smiles warmly and says,"Thank you for tonight. I'm a bit hesitant, I'll admit, to start a relationship but... If it's you I suppose I can make an exception.~" 

        Hawks is even more taken back, his eyes widening and for once he's speechless, before he grows a happy grin and he asks,"So there's a possibility to make you Mrs. Takami, too, right?~"

        "Wait what-" she asks with shock but she's silenced when he suddenly kisses her. It's a short, sweet, yet still deep kiss and she almost melts into it before he pulls back. His smile becomes more charming and he chuckles,"Just kidding, for now we'll just be two turtle doves, but I'll get you to say yes one day, just wait.~"

        Her face is red and hot and she sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose before she looks at him with a smile of her own and replies,"We'll see what happens, Keigo.~"

        "I'm not hearing a no," he practically coos and shaking her head she pulls hims close and pecks his lips.

        "We'll see, birdbrain.~"

[sailorportia]

Femslash February 2020, Day 2

Fandom: Little Witch Academia Pairing: Diana Cavendish/Akko Kagari Prompt: Pining

approx. 1,700 words, rated T

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Summary:   Diana Cavendish is not *pining*, nor is she *yearning* or *mooning.* She simply wants to spend more time with her *friend* Akko. Is that too much to ask?

Tags: Pining, Fluff

It had been a day and a half since Diana had last spoken to Akko. Precisely speaking, it had been thirty-six hours and thirty-four minutes—Diana had been diligent in noting the time at which she had apprehended Akko attempting to steal from the school's pantry yet again. They had exchanged greetings since then, but that hardly counted as a proper conversation. She did the same with teachers. She wanted to talk to Akko.

Diana fiddled with the food on her plate as she gazed across the length of the cafeteria to Akko's table. The energetic girl was shovelling food into her mouth, occasionally stopping to speak animatedly with Lotte and Sucy with her mouth still full. It was shockingly impolite, utterly unbefitting of a student of Luna Nova Academy. So why then did Diana wish so desperately that she were the one Akko was speaking to?

Would it be peculiar if she walked over to Akko's table and struck up a conversation with her? She had no pretext for doing so. It would be rude to interrupt Akko when she was eating and already speaking with her other friends (though it would be nice if she were to do those activities separately). Diana didn't want to make a nuisance of herself, but she didn't want to wait until after classes or, Nine Olde Witches forbid, until tomorrow to talk to Akko...

"She's definitely pining," Hannah said.

"Like an evergreen," Barbara agreed.

Diana's fork scraped against her plate in an ear-grating screech. "Pardon?"

"We were talking about Avery," Hannah said. "She's totally yearning for Amanda."

"It's totally obvious," Barbara said. "The way she's mooning over that delinquent is almost as bad as Hannah."

"Hey! I do no such thing!"

Diana tuned out the sound of her roommate's squabbles to reflect on her own thoughts. She was not pining, nor was she yearning or mooning. That was ridiculous. Admittedly, she was fond of Akko, and her feelings bordered onto that of an infatuation, but whatever she felt for Akko was easily reined in and in no way affected her behaviour. She wasn't some lovesick fool, and she certainly wasn't pouting over not getting to talk to Akko as often as she'd like.

But if that were the case, then why had she been afraid that Hannah and Barbara were talking about her?

Diana pinched the bridge of her nose. She was being foolish. If she wanted Akko's attention, she would simply strike up a conversation with her. There was no point in lingering on those feelings and doing nothing about them.

She quickly finished her lunch and stood up from the table. "If you'll excuse me, girls, I have something I need to attend to." After making a quick detour to put her dirty dishes in their proper place, she made a beeline for the Red Team's table. As she approached, she could hear them talking.

"What do you mean we had homework for Magical Linguistics?" Akko shouted.

"Finnelan said it three times," Sucy said. "Looks like you're going to get detention again."

"Um, you can copy off mine," Lotte offered. "But this is the last time, okay?"

"Lotte! You're a life-saver!" Akko threw her arms around her bespectacled friend.

Diana, only two tables away from them, stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart thudded painfully in her chest, almost jumping out of her throat. Tendrils of envy snaked around her body and squeezed tightly—just the way that Akko's arms never did.

She turned around and went back to her own table, hoping that Akko hadn't seen her aborted walk to her table. Hannah and Barbara seemed surprised that she had returned so soon, but one look at her troubled expression was enough to deter questioning.

In all her life Diana had never met anyone as openly affectionate as Akko. Hannah and Barbara were at times just as brazen, but only with each other. Akko was clingy with everyone. Everyone except Diana, it seemed.

As pitiful as she felt for admitting so, it bothered her. It wasn't as if the two of them weren't friends—Akko had insisted upon it. However, Akko still considered her a rival of sorts. Perhaps that explained the gulf between how she acted toward Diana and how she treated her other friends. Ordinarily Diana disliked those who had no regard for the personal space of others, but now she found herself wanting Akko to invade hers.

Akko could very well hug whomever she liked, but that didn't mean Diana didn't feel left out. She had to mentally berate herself after she caught herself keeping a mental tally of how many times she saw Akko hugging someone who wasn't her. Honestly, she ought to be ashamed of herself. She couldn't ask Akko that she be treated as special among her friends, but she found it agonizing that she was being set apart from the others.

She watched despondently as Akko left the cafeteria with her friends. The object of her affections turned around just inside the door and the two of them made eye contact. Akko flashed one of her adorable, goofy grins and waved. Diana looked away in embarrassment, as if she'd been caught doing something disreputable. By the time she recovered enough to look up again, Akko was gone, and she felt all the worse for it.

That settled it. Diana Cavendish was, indeed, pining.

*

Just because Diana acknowledged her own feelings and that she was, in fact, yearning for attention from Akko didn't mean she had any idea what to do about it. Would it seem needy of her if she asked Akko to spend more time with her? Would she be bothering her by asking for a hug? After all, surely Akko had a reason for never hugging her. Was it possible that the two of them weren't as close as Diana thought? The idea was unbearable.

Unsure of what to do, Diana limited herself to unproductive pining. She wanted to be closer to Akko, but the prospect of even physically closing the distance between them was daunting. She kept Akko at arm's length, even as she felt the pain of not being at her side as others were. On one occasion when her crush invited her to join them, Diana stiffly made an excuse to be elsewhere and cursed herself the second she was out of the room. Her feelings were making a complete fool out of her, and she didn't know what to do about it.

Diana hid in her room as much as possible, justifying her cowardice by catching up on some extra-curricular reading. After three days she had accumulated a stack of library books which she only dared to return under the cover of night, lest she unexpectedly run into Akko. She slipped over to the library just before curfew and placed the books on the desk where they belonged. When she turned around, she saw the library's only visitor sitting at one of the tables.

"Akko?" Her voice ratcheted up an octave. "What are you doing here so late?"

Akko grinned. "I'm doodling goatees and devil horns on the witches in the textbooks."

Diana blinked. "I'm going to get Professor Finnelan."

"I'm kidding!" Akko yelped. "I was reading this doorstop about magical theory." She slapped the heavy tome. "I didn't understand something in today's assignment. Um, I still don't, but I'm trying!"

"How diligent of you." Diana felt a powerful urge to sit down with Akko and explain the topic in intimate detail, perhaps feigning exhaustion so she would have an excuse to rest her head on Akko's shoulder... Diana came to her senses. "Make sure you return to your dorm room before curfew." She turned to leave the library before her feelings got the better of her.

"Diana!" The shout was followed by the scraping of a chair against the floor.

"Akko, please. We're in a library. Could you keep your voice—" A pair of arms circled Diana's waist and she shrieked from sheer surprise.

"Keep your voice down," Akko murmured against her shoulder. "We're in a library."

Diana should've been offended that Akko of all people was telling her to be quiet, but her brain had stopped working. "Wh-why are you hugging me?"

"You looked sad! You've been moping for days!"

"I have not been 'moping', nor have I ever 'moped.'"

"Nuh-uh! You look miserable like someone stole your Magical History notes." Akko hugged her tighter. "Tell me what's wrong!"

How could Diana possibly verbalize her thoughts under these circumstances? Admitting her feelings, the source of her dismay, could have unpredictable consequences—she didn't know how Akko would receive them, given the distance Diana perceived between them. She settled on the simpler, incomplete truth. "Why haven't you hugged me before now?"

"Eh? Well, I noticed that you aren't really touchy-feely with anyone, not even Hannah and Barbara, and sometimes you get all wigged out when I get really close to you, so I figured you didn't like hugs." Akko paused. "Uh, should I let go?"

"Most certainly not."

"So that's how it is," Akko giggled. "You were jelly because I wasn't giving you any hugs!"

"I—that's not—" Diana was thankful that Akko couldn't see her face from this angle. "We need to return to our respective dorm rooms imminently."

"Awww, somebody's shy!" Akko gave her another squeeze. "Wait, I have to put my book away. Don't leave without me!" She let go of Diana to take care of her business.

Diana smoothed out her unruffled uniform and willed her face to cool down. By the time Akko made it over to her at the library's entrance, she had recovered her composure. "Shall we?"

"Let's shall!"

Akko walked unusually close to Diana as they made their way through the hallways. "Y'know, if you needed a hug, you could've just asked for one."

"I didn't need a hug." True enough; she wanted a hug, which was much more difficult for her to admit.

"Don't be silly. Everybody needs a hug sometimes. If you don't get enough skinship, your body gets depressed. That's science!" Akko reached over and grabbed Diana's hand. "If you need some love, don't hesitate to ask!"

Diana turned away so that her hair would shield her from view. She gave Akko's hand a gentle squeeze. "I'll keep that in mind."