#brant'skronikal ☘︎

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Hi!! Would you be willing to write a scene with Brant with a shy, cat hybrid reader where brant pulls them to his lap and gently teases them?

I loved all your writings so far <33

𐙚 brant 𐙚

𐙚 brant loves his kitty kitty,, 𐙚

fluff, fluff, fluff, cat demi-human reader, gn reader.

thanks for the req nonnie <3 ! is it just me or are we lacking in brant fics? maybe i am not looking for it well enough but still, huhu! sorry it took soooo long, i was kinda busy (╥﹏╥)

fool's elysium was lively, filled with a cacophony of laughter and song. the troupe had just finished yet another successful performance at the town square of ragunna. the hustle and bustle of life offered a sweet distraction to the fools from their initial vexation of being casted away by the order, by the higher society. a place where fools, heretics, were not just toleratedーbut also celebrated.

brant exhaled, a contented smile played on his lips. his usual theatrical mask slipped away as he settled down beside his favourite person, [name]. they had been together since their first exile, small fingers intertwined tightly braving through the unforgiving tides and storms abroad the pilgrim sail. 

"you've been staring at me for awhile." your cat ears twitched. you had never been fond of lingering eyes on you, much rather staying by the side lines than being under the spotlight. unlike brant, who'd willingly jump into the middle of a spectacle to feel the whole world's gaze weight down upon him. 

"hmm, nothing much. just appreciating ya" he drawled, a look of adoration was in his eyes. no words could describe how much he loved and cherished the one that had stood by his side through thick and thin. you pouted, your fluffy cat tail swayed left and right lazily against the wooden plank of the dock. you're still not used to his flirtation, even after years together.

another sigh spilled from his lipsーsoft and dreamy. he had always loved seeing you all flustered due to his makings. "now, you're being way to cute for your own good y'know?" he nudged your side, making you huff out as a form of protest. he was no longer able to restrain himself so gently, he pulled you into his lap with effortless ease. all those years of fending his troupe from tacet discords lingering around penitent's end had turned him into quite the strong one. 

you could feel how fast your cheeks heated up, dusted in pink-colored freckles. words died on your lips, thoughts tangled and frozen lost in the overwhelming warmth of his embrace. 

your back was pressed firmly against his chest, the soft clinking of his accessories filled the otherwise quiet and intimate air. his strong, calloused hand kneaded the soft flesh of your waist, his chin rested on your clavicle. each slow, deliberate blow of his breath caressed the juncture between your neck and shoulderーa sensitive part of yours that is only known to him, only for him to exploit. 

"b-brant don't do that-!" a shaky mewl rolled off your tongue, breath hitched when he nipped onto the soft skin. oh how he loved gouging out your reactions to his affections, savouring each twitch and gasp from you. 

"who's a good kitty kitty~?" his voice was a low, teasing purr. if it were anyone else calling you like so you'd have their eyes skewered on your nails. but brant? brant knew you'd let it slide if it came from him, and he'd be damned he if didn't take full advantage of it. you didn't answer, of course, your ego wouldn't let you but it's not like he mind either way. 

your ears didn't go untouched, how could they? he couldn't just simply ignore how your ears flapped by each bated breath you took. he watched as they flicked at even the slightest movement he'd make. how could a man like him possibly resist?  “you're so unbelievably cute like this.” he hummed to himself. one hand lifted, ghosting his fingers over the soft fur before cupping one ear fully. the warmth that his palm offered sent a shiver down your spine, making you jolt ever so slightly in your seat.

“always so sensitive, you never make it easy for me, [name].” he hummed in pure amusement, laced with the satisfaction of discovering yet another weak spot.

and so, they spent their evening in each other's embrace. he had the look of a lovesick foolーbecause that was all he was. one hopelessly enamoured. in a distance, the faint echoes of the fool's troupe's merrymaking drifted through the air. but none of it mattered to him at the moment, not when he had you like this. 

"y'know, if i weren't already a fool, i'd still be one for you, willingly."

jumps around.. i finally got one done after being gone for awhile. so sorry ahhh!!!!!!!! i will get the other to work, ASAP!! i hope i did brant justice, he deserves all the love this world's got to offer (੭ ;´ - `;)੭ ♡