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azullumi · 6 months

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”know it’s for the better” ; aventurine

summary — memories come in waves and tonight, he’s drowning; the grief of his past haunts him and visits him in his dreams; alternatively, you comfort and assure him after his nightmare.

pairing — aventurine (w/gender-neutral reader)

warning — 2.1 QUEST SPOILERS (about his past)

tags — established relationship, angst with comfort, soft and kind of insecure aventurine, mentions of alcohol (he just drinks a glass that’s all), there’s some fluff if you squint, lots of metaphors, mentions of death, mentions of depressing and negative thoughts, all told and narrated in aventurine’s POV, i never proofread, 2.1k words ; one-shot

tagging — @toorurs !! dedicating this to you

note — this is what reading his character analysis, character essays, scene and dialogue interpretations, and his whole ass lore and dissecting each one of it does to you. day 3 of writing for him.

“kakavasha.”

he opens his eyes to the sight of his planet: seemingly empty, barren, as nothingness continues to stretch towards the horizon. there was nothing on this land but the stench of death and cruelty that lingers in the air—it was heavy, thick, as if the clouds were binding him down to the ground and forcing him to look at what once was. he could feel the ache in his chest, the feeling of familiarity starting to seep into gaps between his fingers, and the the lump starting to form in his throat.

he knew this place, the stones that surrounded him and the mountain that leered over him. he knew of this, was all too familiar with it—the sunken ground and disturbed dirt from when his sister knelt before him with tears in her eyes as she uttered her promise of reunion before she bid him her farewell (he’ll always carry her last words as if it was part of his existence). the memory plays in his mind all over again, the voice of his sister echoing:

“this is where we go our own way, kakavasha…”

“...this is a gift from gaiathra, and you are kakavasha, whose good fortune will bless your sister with success.”

“as long as you are alive, the blood of the avgin will never run dry. so run, kakavasha, do not be afraid, and do not look back…”

he could feel the rain starting to pour down on his form but he doesn’t run, he doesn’t move, he doesn’t seek for something that will shelter him from the cold. instead, he stands under the pouring rain with heavy shoulders and thoughts that seem to claw and scratch at him. no matter how much he tries to cover up and escape from his past, to run and run until his feet hurt, until he falls and crumbles to nothing, it will still haunt him. it chases after him; it hides in the corners of his room, behind the wallpapers, and amidst the settling dust and cobwebs, and it creeps up on tuesday mornings as he tries to revere the sun that once never shined on him. he’s always painfully reminded of the things that he has to carry—the weight of his sister who carries her parents, and who carries their parents.

“...the rain will accompany you, and the rain will bless you.”

the distant cries, screams, and roars all ring inside his ears but the sound of the rain breaking into smaller pieces as it falls to the ground that he walks on masks it all.

he feels so pathetic. the hatred that he has for himself continues to gather and manifest into his likeness to sing choruses of condemnation in the guise of shattered and broken praises that are shaped like knives, stabbing his guts and making blood spill from his lips (he doesn’t know what his mother looked like anymore yet he could remember the distinct smell and taste of iron as blood stains his skin).

“why are you all doing this…” he remembers what he answers to her sister before she walks off to her death. he remembers asking her as he covers his ears with his small hands—too weak and frail to even carry stones, much less move boulders. he remembers the pain, the confusion, the guilt of it all. he was just a small child who had too much to hold.

what even is the worth of his life? it was just merely 60 tanbas. even if he dresses himself in luxurious and expensive clothing his past self could never dream of having, it doesn’t rid of the grasp the ipc has over him; his shackles. the cold and harsh metal is not there anymore but he could still feel it tugging on his neck, he could still feel the letters burn as it engraves itself—death would have been a more merciful fate for him than being held by such cruel and dirty hands.

“kakavasha.”

aventurine opens his eyes to the sight of his ceiling. there was no empty land that is of semblance of his planet before him but instead there were the patterns, the walls, and the chandelier that hangs in the middle of it. he was in his room; the silence accompanied with the ticking sound of the clock strikes a balance between quietude and noise.

1:56, he looks at the time. it was still deep into the night—the stars cast its light into his room as it poured itself on the cold floor. there was a rustle by his side and he turned his head to look at you, peacefully sleeping in the comfort of his blankets and you mumbled something underneath your breath though he couldn’t hear it. your face scrunches for a moment before it relaxes into a soft one and he watches all of it happen; he wonders what you’re dreaming of.

unable to sleep—a heavy feeling resides in his chest ever since he woke up—, he slides himself out of the bed. slowly and silently, dare he might disturb your sleep. he slips into his slippers before walking off to the direction of his kitchen. he doesn’t even know what he’s going to do there; he’s not even thirsty nor hungry, he just follows where his feet brings him (that’s how it usually was for him, often aimless and wandering with no direction in mind, he just doesn’t where to go, where he belongs).

he’s not an alcoholic but sometimes he just seeks for the bitterness of the liquid—to replace the taste of blood on his tongue and momentarily feel what it’s like to have nothing on your shoulders; his hands are empty yet it holds so much. he pours himself a small glass, honey-coloured liquid spills into it and a few drops gets into the surface counter. he picks the glass up, swirls the liquid for a few moments and watches its motion, before he brings it to his lips and drinks it all.

the scent is harsh against his nose and the liquid burns at his throat. the taste was too bitter and he felt like spitting it all out but he didn't, he continued to swallow it until there was nothing left in his fill. he tried to think of something else, to avoid those thoughts from entering his mind: the plant there needs to be watered, that reminds me of the light bulb has to be changed, do i even have a future ahead of me?, the painting there is slightly out of place, am i even supposed to survive?, are you still in his room?

he wonders if you’re still tucked in his sheets, if you’re still sleeping in his bed, he wonders what you were dreaming of that got you mumbling and knitting your eyebrows, he wonders when you’ll walk away from him after you realize how ugly and utterly worthless he actually is.

“‘rine?” a voice calls out to him along with the light sound of approaching footsteps. as soon as you enter the kitchen, you are greeted by the sight of him: an empty glass in his hand with a newly-opened bottle of alcohol in front of him. it was currently 2 in the morning, your lover was missing from your side when you woke up but you found him drinking alone in the kitchen.

“what’s wrong, my love? are you okay?” you ask, worry following your tone as you spoke. but aventurine remains silent. he can’t tell you his thoughts, of the overwhelming despair that drags him back down to his misery, and it’s not because he doesn't want to but he can’t—it would break your heart.

(and you know his silence too well. you didn’t carve yourself inside his heart just for nothing, you didn’t consume his flesh to not know the humming of his thoughts inside his chest.)

“you know you can tell me anything, right?” you didn’t care that he’ll break your heart. you wanted all of him and that includes his hatred and anger. if it makes him feel better, break it, shatter it into pieces and you’ll keep on picking yourself up for him. even if you don’t have the ability to stop the downpour, you’ll walk with him through the rain.

after what seems to be moments of hesitation coming from him, he shuffles from his seat and approaches where you stood. and he lets himself fall and crumble for you to catch him in your embrace—he feels safe, he feels okay but the grief, misery, and guilt still tugs at his heart ever so often as it beats.

(“where do i put all of this grief?” he asked you once while you admired the stars with him. “you hold them until it turns to love.”)

you caress his back softly, a small act of comfort as you cradled him in your arms. he doesn’t put all of his weight on you but he pulls you close and buries his face on the crook of your neck, heaving out a sigh as he did; you let him, let him whisper his worries and write his thoughts on your skin.

“did you have a nightmare again?”

“…not really.” the faint smell of alcohol wafts to your nose as he speaks. “i just…”

“it’s fine if you don’t want to talk about it.”

“i’m sorry.” he says and you didn’t fail to notice the crack in his voice and the feeling of something warm and wet on your skin. you hold him closer, tighter, and you brush your hand against his hair, tangling your fingers in his soft locks.

“you have nothing to apologize for. it’s not your fault, kakavasha. nothing is ever going to be your fault.”

“it feels like it does.”

“no, no, my love… you were just a child. you did all that you can to survive and fulfill your promise.”

you start to gently sway him into the melody of your hum and he follows your form like the wind would on your hair. this continues for long until he’ll let go—you’ll hold him for as long as he wants to if it would lessen his burdens.

“i wouldn’t love you any less nor will i think of you as worthless.”

he has days likes this, days where he contemplates and thinks of everything, days where he doesn’t know what to do or what to say, days where he feels like he never changed and he’s still the same weak child who walked away from his sister instead of begging and asking her to go with him (the survivor’s guilt goes hard), days where it feels like everything is falling apart and he’s left on his own again, days where all he wants to do is to just cry in your shoulder—

“are you feeling better?” you ask him as he lifts his head from your shoulder; dry tears are left like trails of stars on his features. you cup both of his cheeks and wipe away the remnants of his misery and ache.

“mhm, a little bit.” he nods and you beckon him closer to your lips just so you could kiss his forehead before peppering his whole face.

—but there are days of warmth and sunlight. days where it all feels a little bit bearable and he can breath, days where every step he takes isn’t heavy, days where he could taste the kindness of the sun on his lips, days where he wakes up with you by his side and thinks he could have this forever, days where he could hear his mother’s lullaby that would comfort him, days where he could hear his sister’s voice telling him that she’s proud of how far he have come, days where everything feels okay and worth it.

years of these little bits of happiness—in silence, in chaos, in tranquility, in destruction—he wants a lifetime of it with you. and though kakavasha was never a greedy man, the ache, the yearning, and craving for those moments with you fills the empty spaces of his thoughts; you looked like what peaceful dreams are made of.

“i love you.” he knows that you know that already, he just thought he’d say it again.

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hisui-dreamer · 8 months

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we are one

Characters: Trey, Ruggie, Rook, Sebek

Synopsis: You shared a night of passion with your lover before you left for the other side of the mirror, but fate's cruel hands strike once again as you realise you have to raise his child alone in your original world. Thankfully, your child is incredibly drawn to magic, and they opened a portal...?

Tags: slight angst, fluffy end because im a sap, fem reader, reader gives birth to a child, reunions

Word count: 4.5k+

Notes: im sorry this took so long lol, but part 4 is finally here!!

Part 1✧Part 2✧Part 3✧Masterlist

A few months passed as you settled back into your routine at home. Eventually, with the noticeable changes in your body, it dawned on you that you were with child—his child, your lover from the other side of the mirror whom you could no longer reach.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks turn into months. You had adapted to the trials and tribulations of parenthood. Juggling the responsibilities of work, childcare, and household chores was no easy feat, but you found solace in the small moments of your child's growth and development.

Your child was a true joy to behold, a mirror image of their father in many ways, and you often see the ghost of your past lover in them. Having inherited his magic, your child experimented with their powers, leaving you to support them with what limited knowledge of magic that remained from your NRC days.

On one such experiment, your environment started to shift as a wave of magical energy engulfed you. When you opened your eyes again, he was there, right in front of you—

Shizuka (靜菓) with 静 meaning "quiet, still, calm" and 菓 meaning "confectionery, sweets, pastry"

your daughter had silky green hair the colour of fresh matcha and golden yellow eyes that were reminiscent of fresh honey

you named your daughter after her father's dislike of noise and his culinary abilities that never failed to amaze the whole of Heartslabyul

she's rather a quiet child, not very loud but too quiet either

she gets along with other kids perfectly fine, and she doesn't mind sharing or taking a step back at all, always choosing to go with the flow and not get worked up over small things

honestly she's really a mature kid

also just really good at being a peacekeeper and stopping other kids from getting into big fights

buut she does have a mischievous side and may tease her friends when she's in the mood to

at home, she's pretty obedient and will listen to you, but there are moments when she sneaks around

loves helping you with cooking, and her eyes sparkle when she's baking with you

she loves sweets and desserts, but thanks to your warnings about her dental health, she does stop herself from eating too much sugar

is slightly freaked out about cavities so don't you worry, she'll never need any reminding about brushing her teeth or late night snacks

when it comes to school, she doesn't put in too much effort, but you can tell she'd be excellent if she cared more about her grades

which is clearly shown when fixates on learning magic, always so focused that you'll have to call her twice before she snaps out of her trance

you can't blame her for giving it her all though, after all, you've never seen her more excited than when you told her how amazing a person her father is, calm and soothing like a gentle summer rain

once she puts her heart to it, there's really no stopping her

so on another normal evening, as you were cooking dinner while she was studying on the kitchen counter, you found yourself enveloped by a soft light

when you open your eyes, you find yourself standing outside a charming bakery, the fragrance of roses engulfing your senses

and peering through the bakery windows, was the man you had yearned for all these years

It was just a normal day of running the bakery for Trey. With the sun on the verge of setting, he began preparations for closing, when the soft chime of the bell announced a new customer's arrival. He turned around, catching sight of you. His eyes widened in surprise, mirroring the disbelief in your own.

Before words could be exchanged, Trey rushed past the counter. The warmth of his embrace enveloped you as he pulled you close. The years melted away, and the two of you were transported back to a time when you always had each other.

"Is this real?" he wondered aloud, your hearts pounding in sync.

You nodded into his shoulder, tears flowing freely down your cheeks. He pulled back slightly, brushing away your tears as his gaze softened, a warm smile gracing his lips.

"It's been a long time," he whispered. "I missed you so much."

he's just holding you tight, crying as he thanks the heavens for being so lucky to have you in his life again

trey returned to his hometown after graduation, helping out and eventually inheriting the family bakery

he loved incorporating your favourite foods into the store's selection, adding some new desserts from your world that you taught him, and always reminiscing on those tender moments when it was just the two of you in the kitchen

he always knew you had to go home eventually, but that didn't stop him from wishing you could be his life-long partner, supporting each other through thick and thin

so he's beyond grateful and excited to know you and his daughter(?!) shared the feelings even though you were apart

he's rather surprised about said daughter, but there would be no denying how similar they looked

shizuka is a bit nervous, tugging your skirt as she stares curiously at her supposed father

but Trey very quickly makes her feel at home, his warm smiles and even warmer hugs melting away all her nervousness!

he closes the bakery for a few days to help the two of you settle down a bit

this involves reunions with friends and of course, the clover family, who welcome you and their granddaughter with open arms

the clovers are just really really glad their son finally has someone in his life and that he seems a lot more energised now

Shizuka is very quickly introduced to uncle riddle!! who is very surprised but delighted by the behaving little girl who seems to stick to him a lot

uncle deuce and ace also get along with her wonderfully!! especially when Shizuka wants to play around with riddle for a bit hahaha

don't forget uncle cater who flies instantly to meet his new adorable niece and show her off on magicam!!

the three of you settle into a nice rhythm and you help out trey at the bakery now

Trey is very very affectionate with you always, pecking you on the cheek or nuzzling into your neck any chance he can get

Shizuka loves helping out whenever she can too!! she loves learning from her papa and sometimes will just spend hours watching him work

all in all, a blissful, simple family that Trey had always dreamed of, but never would he have believed he was so blessed to have the two of you come back to him

Trey gazed at the young girl, her silky green hair catching the light in a way that seemed surreal. With a heart full of emotions, he approached her hesitantly, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

"Shizuka, was it?" he spoke softly, the name lingering on his lips like a prayer. "It's so nice to meet you."

Shizuka's gaze flickered from Trey to you, seeking reassurance. With a gentle nod from you, she turned her attention back to him, her eyes studying him intently.

Trey knelt to her level, his heart racing. "I know this might be a lot to take in, but I'm your father."

She took a small step forward, cautious but curious. Trey extended his hand tentatively, offering a warm smile. Without a word, Shizuka reached out, placing her small hand in his.

A soft smile graced her lips, mirroring the warmth reflected in Trey's eyes. With a tentative but genuine embrace, Trey enveloped his daughter in his arms, tears cascading down his cheeks. Shizuka, feeling the sincerity in his embrace, wrapped her arms around him as well, a sense of belonging beginning to bloom within her.

Kenji (賢至) with 賢 meaning "intelligence, wisdom, cleverness" and 至 meaning "to arrive at, to reach, to come to"

your son had the softest hair the colour of wheat, and blue eyes that reminded you of cloudy skies

you named your son after how clever his father was, and his endless determination to reach his goals

he's a really sweet kid, always eager to help around and even others when he notices they're in need

you've heard about the many experiences his father had when he grew up, so you've tried your hardest to make sure Kenji wouldn't have to go through them, knowing it's what your hyena would've wanted

but even then, he's never complained about not having enough, there's a subtle wisdom to him that really mirrors his father

though he differs from him in that he's always willing to share, because he knows not everyone can be so lucky

he may not be too good at haggling prices, but his puppy dog eyes work just as well!

he loves doing chores with you, always smiling and laughing that familiar laugh as he helps you sweep the floor while he tells you about his day

he loves cuddles and kisses!!! his favourite part of the day is climbing into your warm bed to wrap his arms around you, asking you for a goodnight kiss and sometimes even bedtime stories

his ears and tails are a bit of a problem, so you keep his hair a bit long to hide the ears, or just say they're fun accessories

you've told him how his father's determination to support his family and community shined through even in unfortunate circumstances, the resourceful and intelligent man he became and you fell in love with

his blue-grey eyes almost resembled a clear sky when he listened to you, asking you more and more questions about this amazing person

he'll try learning more to be like him, but his kind nature stops him from being too schemey

he's not exactly academic weapon material, but he's pretty quick at absorbing information and putting it into practice

and with lots of determination and practice, he somehow manages to manifest the very thing the two of you wanted, and before your eyes was the man who never failed to make you laugh with him

As Ruggie's eyes adjusted, your figure slowly came into focus, revealing the very person who took his heart with them. "Prefect...?" He whispered, his voice a mix of disbelief and overwhelming joy.

His usually carefree expression shifted to one of disbelief, and then a bittersweet smile spread across his face as the tears welled up in his eyes. Without a second thought, he rushed towards you, sweeping you into a tight embrace.

"You're here... You're really here, right?" Ruggie mumbled, his voice choked with emotion.

You nodded furiously, comfort washing over you at his touch. "Yes, Ruggie, it's real. I'm really here."

His hand reached up to thread his fingers through your hair, cupping the back of your head. "I'm so glad... So, so glad..."

he's holding onto you as tightly as he can, so afraid that you'd disappear into the light if he let you loose for even a bit

after graduation, Ruggie followed leona to become his official attendant, what with him knowing how leona likes to get things done, and his ability to pick up etiquette cues

he's also a great information gatherer, so he's perfectly able to assist leona with his foreign affairs

it's leona's voice that finally breaks the two of you out of your trance, him rushing over to investigate that weird light

the two of you pull back and you almost wouldn't notice it, but leona's smile has softened a bit from the image you had in your memory

Ruggie never expected himself to be a father, and things are going a bit faster than he'd like, but there's no denying he's absolutely grateful to have you and your kid at his side

almost immediately the next day, he takes you back to his hometown so you and Kenji can meet grandma and the neighbourhood

grandma bucchi welcomes the two of you so warmly, she even gets a little teary eyed when she sees Kenji, with him looking so similar to the very hyena she raised

leona and Ruggie delegate a room for you in the side palace, where they also live, so you'll be able to see familiar faces often

Kenji loves following his father around, picking up his mannerisms and wanting to learn more about being more schemey

Ruggie's a bit conflicted his angel of a son wants to learn his ways but even he can't deny those puppy dog eyes

uncle leona and guard jack also love spending time with him! though one of them pretends it's annoying

leona shows him magic tricks and jack will teach him how to fight! he'll be getting great lessons all around

Kenji is very eager to learn more and explore this world, so sometimes you'll have to hold him back a bit just in case he gets hurt

but you suppose with the splendid man his father is, you don't have to worry too much

Ruggie's schedule can be a bit hectic and he pulls a lot of late nights, but he always tries to make time for his family

they're the most precious thing to him in the entire world, did you think he'd let them go that easily?

"Dad!" Kenji exclaimed, darting over to grasp at the fabric of Ruggie's pants. "You're my dad, right?"

Ruggie blinked in disbelief, shifting his gaze towards you. "Is... Is he?" he asked, hope saturating his voice.

You affirmed with a nod, and Ruggie redirected his attention to Kenji. "Yeah... I'm your dad..."

Instantly, Kenji wrapped his arms around Ruggie's legs. "Yay! I've always wanted to meet you, Dad!"

Ruggie couldn't help but marvel in awe at the bundle of joy now clinging to his legs, realizing that this spirited kid was the product of your love.

Ayaka (斐佳) with 斐 meaning "elegance, beauty, grace" and 華 meaning "flower, splendour, brilliance"　

Ayato (斐斗) with 斐 meaning "elegance, beauty, grace" and 杜 meaning "forest, grove, woods"

maybe a part of you should have expected it, with how unpredictable your beloved hunter always has been, but you ended up having to raise twins

the two had luscious golden locks that rivalled sunlight and sharp green eyes akin to the forests in the summer

you named the two of them after their father's love for all things beauty and his love for forests and nature

the two are well-behaved children, though they can be surprisingly sneaky and mischievous

Ayaka is more outgoing and is always fascinated by the pretty things in her vicinity

while Ayato is more introverted and quiet, often silently following his younger sister and nodding along to her ramblings

he definitely appreciates beauty, but he's less vocal about it

and whereas Ayaka is more fascinated by gems and cute plushies, Ayato is more interested in nature, finding beauty in the moss, the trees and the insects

the siblings are just really really curious about the world and they love observing the little details, from catching beetles to keep as pets, to planting flowers they found on a hike

they really do reflect your hunter's wide range of appreciation

the twins love sticking to each other and they're rarely arguing

though they do fight a bit over who helped you more with chores or who you love more

they're very helpful and efficient, and though they may complain about not wanting to work because the other twin is lazing, they'll still get the job done

they love watching tv shows and dramas, often acting out scenes in the shows or in fairytales

and oh the way their eyes sparkled when you told the fascinating man their father was, a man who could control his own heartbeat, keep track of time so accurately, and with such incredible eyesight, who devoted himself to spreading joy and beauty

almost immediately they doubled their efforts in studying, wanting desperately to meet the man to learn his ways and see for themselves just how interesting he is

and just like that, the dazzling light gradually subsided, unveiling a world that you thought only existed in your dreams

you remember the villa, it's where he took you on vacation for the first, and supposedly last time

You hesitantly knocked on the weathered wooden door of the villa, the echoes of your anticipation mingling with the rustle of leaves in the gentle breeze. As the door creaked open, memories flooded back to the first time you entered this place with the man who had captured your heart.

Rook's usual stoic expression shifted, replaced by a mix of surprise and unspoken emotions. "Mon amour... You're really here," he murmured, his voice a tender whisper that hung in the air. Without uttering a single word, he enfolded you in an embrace, as though afraid you might slip away like a fleeting dream.

"I missed you so much," you whispered back the tears flowing freely now that you've felt as you savour the warmth of his touch and the comforting scent of his cologne.

He pulled back, soft brushes of his fingers wiping your tears, his eyes lingering on your face as if trying to capture the essence of the time that had passed. "I missed you too, so dearly..." he admitted as tears threatened to spill from his eyes, a rare vulnerability in his gaze.

this was the most emotion you'd seen from him, even when you said goodbye he kept a smile on his face

he's holding you so delicately, as if you were going to fade away if he applied just a bit more pressure

he's surprised by the children, but he instantly warms up to the idea!

he's remained a pursuer of beauty even after graduation, sponsoring artists while he makes a living through hunting and his film critique

he was taking a break in the family villa for old times sake, but it's almost as if the universe planned it all along

he's very affectionate with you, even more so than before, which you didn't even know was possible

always a warm hand on your waist, an occasional peck on your cheek, and every once in a while he'll feel the urge to pull you in for a hug

he tries to do everything for you so you don't even have to lift a finger, breakfast in bed, waking the children, even cooking and cleaning

he loves spending time with the twins!! teaching the two of them how to hunt and explore the forest safely

he'll show them pretty plants, and interesting fungi, all while explaining what properties they might have and whether or not they're poisonous

the twins are so fascinated by everything, their excitement and energy are seemingly endless

and who's a father to deny his children? he spoils them rotten

he also loves showing the kids a certain idol he's supported...

as well as films of vil!! occasionally talking over the movie to express how perfect a scene is or how flawless his acting is

and when the twins get to meet the vil schoenheit, they're beyond thrilled

asking questions, throwing compliments, all directed towards vil, but they're quiet the moment he tells them to shush

uncle vil loves talking to his niece and nephew, but only when they're... calm

uncle epel also loves popping by and giving the twins some apples so they'll get proper nutrition!

really, you'll have to step in to prevent your kids from being spoiled rotten

but you'll indulge Rook for a while, he's just blissfully happy with his family after all

"Are these...?" he began, his voice trailing off as he looked at the children with a mix of awe and wonder.

"Ours," you answered, a gentle smile gracing your lips as you delicately wiped away the tears that had welled up in your eyes. "Meet Ayato and Ayaka."

The hunter knelt down to their eye level, his usual face softening into a loving. "Ayato, Ayaka," he said, his voice gentle, "It's so nice to meet you. I'm your father."

The children exchanged glances before Ayaka stepped forward. "Hello father!" she exclaimed, throwing her tiny arms around him.

Ayato, the quieter one, followed suit with a nod, a shy smile on his face.

The hunter embraced them both, a warmth in his eyes that spoke volumes. "Such angels... Mon amour what a blessing you've granted me...," he sighed as he held them close.

Atsuki (惇貴) with 惇 meaning "sincerity, loyalty" and 貴 meaning "precious, valuable, honourable"　

your son had curly hair with the softest shade of light green, and piercing golden eyes with slits that reminded you of reptiles

you named your son after the chivalrous values his father had devoted his life to

he's a rather loud and excitable child, always forgetting to control his volume when he gets too emotional

doesn't really get along with other kids, but it doesn't affect him much, he's just happy to have his mama with him

if he's done something wrong, you don't even need to yell at him really, most of the time he's already holding back tears at the thought of disappointing you

very into sports and is also really good at several sports, he's earned a couple of medals and trophies already

he's not the best at magic, and you're also not too sure how his dark fae blood affects that, but he's still pretty good at making progress

he really is just a good kid who tries hard at everything and tries to make the right decisions, but he's quick to get disappointed when things don't go his way, and suddenly you're faced with a very familiar and endearing puppy dog face

so a lot of times, you'll just have to pull him in a hug, and remind him things almost never go the way we plan, and it's okay to accept defeat and learn from it

but there's nothing he's more motivated about than learning more about his dad, who in his mind, is an honourable, talented knight straight from the fairytales who devotes his life to protecting the people important to him

so much so, that you'll find him swinging around the toy sword you got him for training

he'll also start putting even more effort into learning magic, wanting to connect to his amazing papa in a way

and then on one night, you're not sure what triggered it, but he's incredibly emotional and crying about how he can't help you and you're always taking care of him and he just wants to have his dad in his life and it's all so unfair why his mama is alone and-

he starts emitting bright light, so bright you can't keep your eyes open, but you reach to hold him in your arms

when you no longer feel the bright light, you tentatively open your eyes, only to find yourself standing in the dark, spacious throne room of Briar Valley

and standing there, right next to the throne, was your knight in shining armour

Standing next to the grand throne, was your knight in shining armour, Sebek. He, along with Silver, stood in positions of defence, but the moment his eyes met yours, the mask of composure crumbled, and he rushed toward you with an urgency that mirrored the longing that had lingered in his heart during your separation.

He enveloped you in a fierce embrace, his arms securing you but also gentle to not hurt you with his armour.

"I thought... I thought I lost you," Sebek's voice was a shaky whisper against your ear, his grip on you tightening as if trying to confirm that you were indeed real.

"I'm here, Sebek. I found my way back," you reassured him, feeling the softness of his hair against your cheek.

"I never thought I'd see you again," he admitted, his words a whispered admission of the fears he had harboured, pressing his forehead gently to yours.

he's a mess the instant he sees you, and he melts completely when you're finally in his arms

malleus and silver are also immensely happy that you're back, calling lilia to join the family reunion

Sebek's pretty overwhelmed with your presence on its own, so silver and lilia have given him a gentle push to actually function and introduce himself to Atsuki

he's grown to be less awkward with his affection, and particularly with how long you've been away, he doesn't hold back too much

his hands are always inching closer to touch you, his forehead resting on your shoulder every once in a while, it's all really endearing

but his parenting style is a bit awkward

Atsuki really admires him, but that also makes him ever so slightly afraid of him

meanwhile, Sebek is nervous because he doesn't want to do anything that ruins the image of a perfect knight for his son

so they're a bit awkward, but with you as the middle person they can get along pretty well!

they bond over training, with Sebek teaching him sword fighting (with you reminding him not to push him too hard)

Atsuki also really enjoys sparing with uncle silver, who always lets him him, but Atsuki just wants him to fight for real, so it's just silver being "this is real??"

uncle malleus taking him out for gargoyle studies (Sebek is jealous lmao)

and of course, uncle lilia who cooks extremely nutritious meals that always end with Atsuki puppy dog eying you to save him

sebek's family is also very very happy to have you two!!

grandpa baul grumbles around a lot, but he keeps note of Atsuki's favourite foods to prepare them when he visits

also comments on his sword fighting and stance when he feels like it

mom and dad also adore you guys!! mrs. zigvolt loves giving you gifts and talking about sebek when he was younger haha

all in all, sebek's so incredibly grateful you could come back to him, and though he's still awkward with his affection sometimes, he'll never stop trying his best to love the both of you

Atsuki's eyes widened as he took in the sight of his father, the mythical figure he had only heard tales of until now.

Sebek's gaze shifted from you to Atsuki, and his breath caught. His eyes softened as he knelt down to be at eye level with the child who was undeniably his son. "Hello," he said, his voice trembling with a mix of joy and uncertainty. "I... I'm your father."

Atsuki's eyes flickered with a mixture of awe and excitement. "Papa?" he questioned, his voice barely above a whisper.

Sebek nodded, his hands trembling slightly as he reached out to gently cup Atsuki's face. "Yes, little one. I'm your papa."

The room seemed to hold its breath as father and son locked eyes for the first time. Atsuki, still processing the enormity of the moment, broke into a wide, joyful smile. "Papa!" he exclaimed, launching himself into Sebek's arms.

Sebek, overwhelmed with emotion, held Atsuki close, a mix of laughter and tears escaping him. "I've missed so much, haven't I?" he murmured, his heart swelling with love for the son he never imagined to exist.

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stevie-petey · 6 months

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dibs

“Jinx!” Again, they say this at the same time. They both groan, and without any other words, they jump into an intense game of rock, paper, scissors. “One, two, three!” Steve holds out a rock, Robin does as well, and the two teens almost strangle one another. They try again, this time they both land on paper, and Robin throws her head back in frustration. “I’m not good at math, but this cannot be statistically possible.”

Summary: do the laws of dibs still apply if steve and robin see you at the same time ???

Rating: general, some swearing

Warnings: swearing, fem!reader, use of y/n

Words: 1.4k

Before you swing in: this is for my beloved val (@southelroy), and i was so excited to try my hand at writing robin and steve together <3 this is a very silly fic, not at all meant to be realistic or serious, and it isnt proofread so pls enjoy n beware !

According to the ancient rules of “dibs”, the first person who sees the desired one has the rightful claim of dibs. Anyone else present during this time must obey this sacred rule, respecting the fact that the other has laid claim first. It’s an old, ancient tradition, held up for centuries through faithful friendships.

It’s a solid system, really.

Except Steve and Robin see you walk into Family Video on the same day, at the same time, together.

You walk in, hair slightly wet from the rain and your eyes bright, and smile at the two of them shyly. Setting down your umbrella, you unbutton your raincoat and look around the store. “Sorry, is it okay if I hide out in here for a bit? My umbrella broke and I really don’t feel like catching a cold.”

Steve and Robin stare at you, wide eyed and in shock. They’ve never seen you before, they surely would’ve remembered your face if they had, and their brains short circuit simultaneously.

When they don’t say anything, you cautiously walk up to the counter and laugh nervously. “Uh, hello? I can leave, if that’s what you’re trying to say.”

“No!” Steve shouts, panicked that the word “leave” has left your very pretty and pink mouth. When you flinch at his raised voice, he quickly clears his throat and lowers his voice. “I–uh, I mean… No, no. You can stay–please! I mean, if you don’t mind, ‘cause, ya know, it’s raining–”

“What my coworker here is trying to say is that you can definitely stay.” Robin interrupts, admiring the way the raindrops in your hair seem to form a halo. “In fact, why don’t you have a look around? We have plenty of movies.”

You smile at Robin, which she practically melts seeing. “Thanks, you guys are lifesavers. I’m here visiting my cousin, and he said I should stop by anyways.”

“What, do we know him?” Steve asks, finally finding his voice again.

“His name is Dustin Henderson, if that helps. He’s a freshman at Hawkins, said he stops here sometimes–”

“Dustin Henderson is your cousin?” Steve and Robin say at the same time, completely taken aback.

You laugh. “Ya know, I’ve gotten that a lot since being in Hawkins. I take it he’s well known?”

“Oh, he’s definitely well known.” Robin snorts, thinking about how many people would scream at the idea of more Hendersons running around the world.

But if they’re anything like you, then Robin thinks she’d love to be invited to a Henderson family reunion. Immediately.

“Well,” you smile again at the two teens, amused by their weird dynamic. You can see why Dustin likes them so much. “Since I’m stuck here for a while and I promised Dustin I’d get a movie, I’m gonna take a look around as suggested.”

You pause, now realizing you haven’t asked for their names, and you gasp. “I’m so sorry! What are your names? I feel horrible for not even asking.”

“You could never do any wrong,” Steve sighs dreamily, leaning against the counter in what he hopes is a cool looking pose. “I’m Steve, Steve Harrington.”

He sticks his hand out for you to shake, which you accept with a slight giggle. He’s odd, but incredibly endearing even if he’s currently standing against the counter like a middle-aged man. “I’m Y/N Henderson.”

Robin, sensing what Steve is trying to do, hip checks the boy so that he falls onto the ground. “And I’m Robin Buckley, the better half of this duo.”

Like hell she’s going to allow him to flirt with you.

Her declaration makes you laugh, even as poor Steve groans on the floor in pain. You wink at her, amused by her charm, and start to walk towards the movie aisles. “Oh, I believe that.”

Steve scrambles back up, and the second you’re out of earshot, he and Robin immediately shout at the same time, “Dibs!”

“Jinx!” Again, they say this at the same time. They both groan, and without any other words, they jump into an intense game of rock, paper, scissors.

“One, two, three!” Steve holds out a rock, Robin does as well, and the two teens almost strangle one another.

They try again, this time they both land on paper, and Robin throws her head back in frustration. “I’m not good at math, but this cannot be statistically possible.”

“Okay, let’s think about this.” Steve holds a finger up to indicate that he’s speaking, which Robin scoffs at. “I saw her first, so–”

“Uh, news flash, dingus: I saw her first.”

“Were you dropped as a child? I clearly saw her first–”

“Actually,” your voice causes both Robin and Steve to turn in horror, realizing too late that you’ve been standing behind them, listening in. “You both saw me at the same time, so I’m not sure how the rule of dibs applies here.”

“We…” Steve gapes at you, speechless.

Robin is no better, her face burns horribly. “We think… You’re pretty?”

“Well, I gathered that much.” You laugh again, and the sound is enough for both Steve and Robin to forget all their worries and admire how delicate it is. Then, holding up two dvd’s, you place them on the counter. “I’ll take these, please.”

Robin looks down at your movie selection, seeing The Breakfast Club and The Outsiders, and her heart drops. “Just… Just these?”

“Mhm,” you nod, unsure why her demeanor has suddenly changed. “Is there something wrong with my movie selection?”

Steve looks at Robin and he knows immediately what’s wrong. She absolutely hates your taste in movies, which he’s ecstatic over. He lets out a whoop and first bumps the air. “Yes! She’s mine!”

“Shut up, you moron!” Robin screeches, embarrassed and infuriated. She cannot believe that this is happening to her right now, in front of a very pretty girl, no less. Closing her eyes, Robin takes a deep breath and turns to you. “Please excuse my friend, he’s allergic to pretty girls.”

“Hey, that’s not true–”

You cross your arms at Robin, an amused smile on your face. “What’s so wrong with my taste in movies?”

“Nothing!” When you raise your eyebrow at her, Robin accepts her fate and gives in. She knows she’s done for now. “It’s just… It’s incredibly bland.”

“I happen to think your taste is impeccable, Y/N.” Steve butts in, batting his eyelashes at you for added effect.

Robin watches, with pure disgust, as it works. Steve’s charm gets you to laugh once more, and you even lean closer to his side of the counter. You place a hand on his arm. “I’m honored to have you on my side, then.”

Stupid Harrington and his stupid male species.

While you and Steve exchange gross lovey-dovey glances, Robin rings up your movie rentals with disdain.

“That will be $5.25, please.” She mumbles, crestfallen.

You tear your eyes away from Steve’s and notice the jealousy and hurt on Robin’s face. You frown, feeling bad for being the cause of this. She seems like a sweet girl, and Dustin spoke highly of her, so you know she’s someone special. Taking some cash out of your purse, you hand it to Robin and catch her eye.

“Hey, listen to me real quick.” Robin looks up, despite not wanting to, but your eyes are too pretty not to look into. When you have her attention, you turn to Steve. “Can you give us a second?”

He looks bewildered. “What? Why?”

“If you leave now, I’ll give you my number.”

“Yes ma’am!” Steve hops over the counter and goes to sort some movies, leaving you alone with Robin.

Once he’s gone, you lean in close to her. “I understand what you’re going through.”

Her eyes widen, terrified she’s been caught. “W–what? No, I think you’ve gotten this all wrong–”

“It’s okay,” you grab her hand, gently take it between yours. “We’re more alike than you may think, and while I’m flattered, you’re too young.”

Robin knows she should be devastated by this, but all she hears is, “So… Let’s say ten years from now, if you happen to visit Dustin again…”

You laugh, she’s got such a spark to her. “You’ll have to figure out the whole ‘dibs’ thing by then with Steve.”

“I saw you first!” Steve shouts from somewhere in the aisles, before a giant crash follows. A few seconds pass, and then, much quieter this time, he shouts, “I’m fine!”

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rise-my-angel · 1 year

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Heart of the Great Wolf

Masterlist

Jon Snow x F!Baratheon!Reader (Slow Burn)

Robb Stark x F!Baratheon!Reader

Pre Series Content and Extras:

Scattered Memories of the Starks

Shadows of their Hatred

The Lost Chapters of Jon Snow

A New Life's Darkened Lust

Interlude of Jealous Desires

The Trials of Resurrection

NSFW Alphabet (contains spoilers for part 3 and 4)

Woes of a Modern Day Love (a modern!au)

Fresh Heals of Old Pain (a modern!au part 2)

The Aftermath of Envy (a modern!au part 3)

Part 1:

Wolves of the Lone Stag

Mouth of the Lion's Den

An Intrigue Drenched in Blood

Standing Behind a Betrayal

A War of Tragic Beginning

Part 2:

King and Queen in the North

Shadow of a Fiery Stag

Reunion of New Enemies

Pleasure of Conflicted Desire

The Sanctity of Children

What Lies Beyond The Veil

Part 3:

The Cost of Our Sins

Dragged Through the Violence

Only the Cold

Fire for the King's Blood

Part 4:

Ashes of Various Grey

Plans of Pain and Horror

Afraid of a Ravens Flight

Trust in the Gentle Rasps

Visions in Eyes and Flames

A Bastard or The White Wolf

Part 5:

Home of Bloodsoaked Stone

Blazing Fire of Storming Ice

Ghostly Dreams of Old

Sailing Through the Glow

The Last Dragon

The Winter Rose

Part 6:

The Clash of Three Kings

Shrouded Truth in Sickness

Winged Shadow in the Sky

Light in the Darkest Storms

Peeking the Realms Woes

Blood, Roses and All Lies

Broken Love of the Dead

The Souls Tethered in Death

Wolves of the Past and Back

The Crows and The Sight

Part 7:

A Brewing of New Mystery

Great Wolves of White Mists

Darkness Heavy in a World

Past Becomes the Present

The Thing in the Night

Waving Tides of Turmoil

Greenish White Boodraven

Dark Blood of Blinding Light

And Wait for the Snows

Part 8:

Into the Haunted Forest

Fist of the First Men

Through the Frost Fangs

News From the South

Lies Within the Sunlight

Night of Two Distances

Screams of Cracking Ice

The Final Marching Trek

Fear Overtakes a Night

Wolves Teeth and Claws

Part 9:

Forcing Past Our Safety

One Whirlwind to the Next

Court of the North

Glimpse into the Rains

Scattered Pieces of Truth

Reunions and Realizations

Laws of Gods and Men

A Mockingbirds End

#jon snow x reader #jon snow x you #robb stark x reader #robb stark x you #game of thrones #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #jon snow #robb stark #game of thrones imagine

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yandere-daydreams · 11 months

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I love how the rainy weather is connected to Neuvillette’s emotions. When their darling is always around, it’s always a sunny day. When they have to deal with trials or anything stressful, it rains harder than usual (due to being separated from their comfort human).

Imagine if his darling finally managed to escape his grasp one day. Neuvillette couldn’t find them for weeks and all that built up emotions creates a huge storm (such as a typhoon or hurricane).

i am not immune to the hc that much of fontaine's weather is entirely dictated by whether or not you're willing to wear the dress your captor/husband leaves on the foot of your bed every morning. during the first few months of your captivity, clear mornings and nights are common while mid-afternoon and early evening (just around the time a certain judge may start to miss the pretty little thing he left at home) showers are a near-daily occurrence, and you're quickly desensitized to the sudden storms that seem to cloud the sky every time you reject one of his gifts or stoic shows of affection. if you're ever in the mood to see the sun, all you have to do is him in his office or ask after the last trial he presided over, and if you want the rest of the nation to be as miserable as you are, just remind him that he's lost the chance to ever have you willingly. he's predictable, like that.

and it goes without saying that, when you escape and stow yourself away in the countryside, the storms that blow in are enough to batter the stone walls of whatever shack you've hidden yourself inside of, to flood the valleys and leave those who still can evacuating, leaving most of their possessions behind to drown. if you've caught onto his little habit, there's a good chance the guilt will get to you before he does, that you'll be forced back onto his doorstep drenched and muddy and pleading with him not to leave the entirety of your country under water, and if you haven't, then you can bunker down and endure for as long as you can before your rationality wins over your pride and you're forced back to him regardless. it'll be humiliating either way, but if it helps, your reunion will be the sunniest day fontaine's seen in decades <3

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #yandere neuvillette #neuvillete x reader

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mo0nfairy · 1 year

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I gotta see a part of yandere Leon where reader remembers him as they get through los Iluminados maybe some yandere in action lol (at least only if you want to!)

part 1. part 3. part 4.

tw :: obsessive!leon, yandere!leon, mention of drugs, framing, handcuffs, stalking, trauma, guns, wounds, heights, being locked up.

⸺ ooooooo !!! i've been meaning to make a part 2 of my last ask, but had zero idea where to go from where i ended. i also had played a bit of RE2 before the remake came out recently, so a piece of my brain has been kept up in raccoon city for a little while. i would love to express my thoughts and mesh these two games together !!

let's start with where we left off in los iluminados.

upon having your handcuffs taken off by the stranger who is far too close for comfort, you pace backwards, far away as you can get from this insanity of a man. his attitude abruptly shifts into something softer, a major contrast to the emotional breakdown he had just seconds prior. he realizes you're afraid — afraid of him. and as much as the mere thought destroys him to the point of breaking down again, he shoves a sob back down his throat and keeps his distance, despite how desperately he wishes to close it.

6 years. 6 years. he has been waiting over 2,190 miserable days for this single moment. all the sleepless nights spent searching the world for you; all the hopeless nights spent clinging to pillows, praying by some miracle it will somehow become you. every second of these past 6 years has been spent dreaming of this single moment. and even though your reunion wasn't the teary-eyed, passionate kiss in the rain he had hoped for, you are still here with him nonetheless.

and like hell will he let you slip from his grasp again.

with as much time as his needy self would grant him being physically away from you, he is soon at your side. leon then wraps you in his jacket and you swear you hear a harsh gasp escape from him when his finger accidentally makes contact with the skin of your neck. despite your negligence and more-than-obvious discomfort, you do appreciate the new warm embrace after a week of cold rain and damp clothes. it smells exactly like him, as well.

and with that, he's got a gentle hand hovering over your lower back as he guides you through the depths of this hellhole. and piece by piece, memories that had been buried in your brain begin to disinter themselves.

for example, you got a staring problem bro?? for the entirety of the time you spend with leon in los iluminados, there is literally never a single moment where this mans eyes are not on you. half of the time it is to ensure you are unharmed, but the other half consists of him staring in complete and utter awe. it's kind of hard to focus on surviving when leon is constantly staring into your soul. but it has just been so fucking long since he has been able to see you in all of your glory, so please excuse him for any inappropriate behavior on his end.

also, you knew you have lived in raccoon city for a short period of time before the events of RE2 happened, but like everything else that relates to that damned place, you couldn't remember a thing.

except now. leon's gaze uncovers a memory you have of yourself being held in one of the RPD holding cells. the atrocious scent, the uncomfortable bench, the paint peeling from the walls. you try and scrutinize what on earth you could have been arrested for, but your attempts are merely futile. but unbeknownst to you, your arrest was nothing but bullshit. and to say leon has had a crush on you from the second you moved into RC would be nothing short of the truth. so, by pulling some strings, the rookie had managed to lock you up for what he calls 'bonding time'. he'll place a chair backwards in front of your cell, prop his arms on the backrest and admire you with your full attention finally on him (instead of just stalking you around town).

two things you now remember about this man: he was so adorably baby-faced back then and my god, was he awkward. he still cannot talk for shit and i mean this with my whole heart. his sweet, innocent eyes gaze at you while he tries to play it cool, pulling cards like "yeah, i workout" and "you come here often?". all as if he hadn't personally arrested you for possession of illegal substances he planted himself. (nothing will happen to you, obvi. he just desperately needed a second alone with you to show off how charismatic he can be. or try to be, at least).

and for the short second of seeing him after 6 years, his eyes were just devoid of any life. you had assumed the trauma inflicted from that night had caused such a contrast in his physical appearance, and you would be right to assume that. but the soulless eyes, monotone voice, and lackluster personality was entirely due to your disappearance. days upon days of the lonely, eternal torment destroyed his sanity. however, that illustrious boy you can barely remember seems to have returned with your presence.

another thing you can't believe you had forgotten was how intense his stare is. the way he stares is illegible and sometimes overwhelming. he shivers in his stance, whimpers at your every move, and his mind runs rampant with all sorts of obsessive declarations of love. although it may seem creepy to others and especially yourself, do not fret. he has no ill intent towards you, god he could never! this puppy-dog of a man is simply marveling at your sheer existence.

you are able to retrieve another lost memory when you have to jump from a window and into his arms (for those who say he won't be able to catch you, stfu. have ya'll seen how beefy his arms are??? anyways....). the secret agent you have grown to like during your stay in los iluminados jumps down marvelously (most def showing off his james-bond-esque agilities to you). he now watches from below as you stare at the distance beneath you in trepidation. this distrust you have — he is going to travel to the ends of the universe to fix it. no matter what.

you begin to ponder, he has savagely brutalized all threats in your path and held your hand as if he were holding the world all in the same breath. you should trust him, especially after witnessing the pure display of loyalty he has for you.

"don't be afraid, y/n. i'll catch you, i promise!" there is 10000% a way to walk through the house and down the stairs to get to him, but ofc he's not gonna tell you. why would he willingly throw away the opportunity to be your knight in shining armor?

"you will?" your voice is full of apprehension. his stare on you feels like the same bullets he's forced upon your attackers.

"always."

with that, you rip the bandaid off and jump from the ledge. and leon was most certainly not lying. you land safely in his embrace and he wraps his arms tightly around your form. and to finally have you so close, after so, so long of devastatingly praying he could feel you once more.......... if he had a tail, it would for sure be wagging so fast it would morph into a blur. and the way he holds you is different, as if his gentle nature is reserved for you and you only (which it is. this is literally him in a nutshell).

and when you had instinctively buried your face into his neck upon landing, clinging to him out of fear of hitting the ground, he literally melts. i'm serious, he literally just 🫠🫠🫠🫠. the faint hum of laughter and adoration that escapes his throat breaks you out of your state of shock. you made it safely to the ground without breaking every bone in your body, hooray! (as if there is a single reality in existence where leon would ever allow that to happen, but i digress).

you meet his gaze and there is that all-too familiar stare he gives you. leon's arms holding onto you like a lifeline uncovers a memory you have of yourself being held like this all those years ago. you can't recall exactly where in raccoon city you were, but you can remember how humiliated you were when you tripped over a crack in the pavement and ate shit. there was the fairest of scrapes against your shin, but the mortification hurt far more than any wound. while you dust yourself off and attempt to ignore the burning stares of pedestrians, a shout of your name sparks your attention.

the RPD gear and besotted eyes you're met with could be no other than that baby-faced rookie. you ponder of what he was doing on this side of town. was it a simple coincidence you had run into each other? or perhaps, had he followed you? just when you think you can't feel more embarrassed, leon gets down on one knee and dramatically inspects your wound. and my god, he acts like you were shot or something. he visibly shudders from the sight of your leg; people begin to gather around the commotion. with pure ease, he then scoops you into his arms to bring you to safety. you can feel his heart pound like a machine gun beneath the palm of your hand.

despite the humiliation deprived from this event, you fortunately are free from anything mortifying in los iluminados. however, leon doesn't seem to understand when to take a hint.

"uh... you can put me down now." you come out of your memory to thrash in his grasp and avoid his intense gaze, but your prince charming seems to still be caught in his y/n-filled daze.

after a few long seconds, your comment seems to finally reach his brain. "huh?" his response is faint and you almost don't hear it.

you repeat yourself and begrudgingly, leon then slowly puts you back onto your feet, savoring the last few seconds spent with you in his arms. exactly where you belong. you can only fear how much more suffocating affection you'll have to endure before you can finally remember what happened that night.

i think someone legit needs to slap me across the face and bring me back into reality cause holy shit...... i went WAYY too far with this. my brain is a mess thank u for reading.

i have more thoughts about this........ just incase u were curious........ ;)

#resident evil 4 #re4 #re4 remake #resident evil #leon kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy imagine #yandere leon kennedy #yandere resident evil #yandere #gn reader #gender neutral reader #venus’ brain #moonfairy

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thegirlwhowrites642 · 5 months

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Could you recommend us some of your favorite hinny fics? Love your work btw!

Thank you <3

I would tell you to look at my bookmarks on Ao3 but I'll give you some highlights (I'll keep wips out of this because I never know how to feel about recommending unfinished work):

Gone was any trace of you -- I'm pretty sure I've read this something like a billion times, I can quote it word by word

Come stay for the summer -- this is always such a light fun work to re-read, I'm a big fan of muggle hinny, I really have a soft spot for it

Altered -- the obsession I have for this one-shot, this to me is hinny in its purest form

A Weasley reunion -- some hardcore pining from Harry, and fake dating, what do you want more from life?

Time -- Harry realising he wants children, with Ginny. The specific way in which the realisation is written is something I adore

Summer rain -- this is great, what else there is to say really, it's just great

Sacred new beginnings -- I love how this somehow manages to be a retelling of sixth year despite being a muggle AU with young adults hinny

Orchards -- the author definitely has a higher opinion of the "golden trio" than I have but the way she writes dialogues between Harry and Ginny is perfect, she also does a thing I love which is to make Ginny actually funny. It's one of her main personality traits and yet it's forgotten so often, I think it happens due to some sort of unconscious bias about women not being funny (not native English speakers writers are forgiven though because being funny in a foreign language can be quite hard)

After the leaves have fallen -- this talks about what I call Harry and Ginny's never-ending argument and it's written so beautifully

Everything I am is yours -- I just noticed that on ao3 it's signed as the first chapter of two but it definitely can stand on its own and is a very well done muggle retelling of Harry and Ginny's story

take what I took and give it back to you -- a beautifully written soulmates marks au that doesn't really change Harry and Ginny's story but, as one of the comments says, seems to bring up an existing implied element of the canon one

Already here -- because Hannah's stories that I love the most (they are all great though) are wips, I'll put this one in the hopes that one day she'll decide to turn it into a multi-chapter story (@takearisk-ao3 think about it 👀)

The brilliant dance -- this is so fucking funny and entertaining while also being heartwarming. Fucked up but inevitable/obsessed with each other hinny spending their early 20s being a hot mess is my AU drug

Someone else's life -- finished reading this a few days ago, a very well developed brilliant idea

[I already know the second I post this I'll realise I've forgotten some brilliant work]

#hinny #harry potter #ginny weasley #harry x ginny

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guiltyasdave · 6 months

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joel miller - oneshots - part 3

fic recs masterlist - please check the tags and warnings on each fic! if you enjoyed a fic, please show the writer some love <3

mistletoe kisses by @ilovepedro

give by @goodwithcheese

saints and sinners by @loquaciousferret (featuring javier peña)

playing santa by @jksprincess10

but, baby, it's cold outside, consequences & the number is not available at the moment by @iamasaddie

a heart for melting by @joelscurls

santa claus is comin' (to town) & starving by @palioom

snowflakes, a fireplace, and you by @swiftispunk

these boots were made for riding by @pedgito

what takes the edge off by @sweetercalypso

first few dates & glimpse of us by @pascalpvnk

joel nye, the science guy by @endlessthxxghts

say yes to heaven by @psychedelic-ink

he knows by @psychedelic-ink (featuring tommy miller)

hook 'em horny, sea-cret obsession & a lesson in condom sense by @joeloverture

new beginnings by @wethairjoel (featuring tommy miller)

team spirit & treat you right by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin

love u, dad, alone and forsaken, leave, caught the bug, handyman, dreams that you dare to dream & ghost by @mrsmando

the webs we weave by @hyzer34

late nights, early mornings by @javierssunglasses

gloves off by @kiwisbell

like nothing matters & inhale, exhale by @sp00kymulderr

sun kicks out & get you alone by @5oh5

tear you apart & dark shades of innocence lost by @mermaidgirl30

sorry, baby & you taste like home by @corazondebeskar-reads

tucked away by @eupheme

light in the rain by @burntheedges

illicit affairs by @chaotic-mystery

overtime by @dancingtotuyo

my little love by @planet-marz1

flower by @aurorawritestoescape

study days with joel by @bearsbeetsbeskar

repeat it by @hellishjoel

cookies as payment & eyes on me, darlin' by @whxtedreams

mouthful by @gutsby

take me by @getitoutofmymindwrites

reunion by @rosepascal

captive by @joelsgreys

static by @gasolinerainbowpuddles

savior by @ozarkthedog

sweet release by @cavillscurls

need to know by @luxurychristmaspudding

something in the orange by @wannab-urs

daughter lessons by @sempersirens

heavy rain by @lunitawrites

make a move on me & won’t you suffer for the angels to fly? by @freelancearsonist

oasis by @beardedjoel

diehard & cry, baby by @gutsby

tarnished but so grand by @morning-star-joy

mine, all mine by @thetriumphantpanda

#fic recs #joel miller #the last of us #the last of us fanfiction #pedro pascal #joel miller x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller fanfiction

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Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU

@dsabian , @theplatanitosqueal , @stressed-but-chill , @gregre369 , @chaosofbelievers , @thelordofabsolutelynothing , @another-tblr-fangirl , @aceauthorcatqueen , @smileytrinity , @tiny-and-witchy , @wako-weirdo , @a-very-tired-ravenclaw , @schiwalkers-ineffability , @natsu2501malo , @dearfuturelyn , @thedollopheadofcamelot , @yougottobekittenme , @your-local-asylum-escapee , @theroundbartable , @alo-ween , @orliththedragon We are back to the present.

LINK TO THE OTHER PARTS: PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3 , PART 4 , PART 5 , PART 6 , PART 7 , PART 8 , PART 9 , PART 10 , PART 11 , PART 12 (You're here) , PART 13

In Arthur's chambers. Arthur And Merlin snuggling in bed while Arthur reads a book to his chicks.

Arthur: And the princess and the knight lived happily ever after.

Brave: (on Merlin's shoulder) I wanna be a Knight! 😄 (Makes fighting movements)

Rain: (on Arthur's shoulder) I wanna be a Princess! 🤩 (Makes dancing movements like she is wearing a dress)

Merlin: My chicks, you are a birds, you can't-

Arthur: You can be whatever you want, babies.

Chicks: Yay! 😄😊😄😊😄

Merlin: (glares at Arthur)

Arthur: What?

Uther: (Knocks the door from outside) Arthur?

Merlin: (changes to bird form)

Uther: (enters) Son, we need to... (Looks Arthur is holding a book and has 2 chicks on his shoulders, 1 on his lap and the rest on the bed) talk.

Chicks: (stay silent immediately like Merlin taught them cause old meany human is scary and they were told old meany human gets rid of misbehaved falcons)

Arthur: (like nothing is out of the ordinary) What is it?

Uther: Are you reading to the birds?

Arthur: It helps them sleep.

Uther: They could poop your bed!

Arthur: Oh, they don't do that anymore. They use their potty.

Uther: Their what?

Wary: (on Arthur's shoulder, chirps very quietly) Poop, poop 🥺.

Arthur: (puts Wary and Rain on his lap and pulls out a little potty from under the bed with a bird engraved in it) Here.

Wary: (jumps moving his wings to the edge of the potty and poops inside) 😊

Arthur: (to Uther) See? They are very clean.

Uther: It's... quite impressive, I suppose. But you are humanizing these animals too much.

Arthur: I am not! (puts his chicks in the nest to sleep, covering them with a blanket)

Uther: You read them to sleep, you put blankets on their nest-

Arthur: Just one blanket and it's to keep them warn.

Uther: -and you barely leave your chambers now. You only spend time with them.

Arthur: (stands up holding the nest and looks lovingly at his babies) I just... don't want to miss on any moment of their childhood.

Uther: (snaps) Childhood? THEY ARE NOT CHILDREN! THEY ARE FUCKING ANIMALS! 😡

Chicks: (chirp a little in the nest without being able to help it, very scared, though Guardian still puts himself infront of his siblings, protective)🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Merlin: (flies to the nest protecting his chicks and kills Uther with his eyes)

Arthur: Father, please lower your voice. You're scaring them and Merlin might attack you if he considers you a threat.

Uther: (about to yell again, but remembers Merlin took some witch's eyes out so he takes a deep breath to compose himself and lowers his voice) What I'm trying to say is that you've been cooped up with these birds for too long. You're neglecting your duties.

Arthur: (puts the nest with Merlin and his chicks on top of the wardrove) But I've been to every reunion and done every report you asked.

Uther: But you don't go on quests anymore.

Arthur: There hasn't been one.

Uther: Well, now there is. (Gives Arthur a parchment) There have been riots in the villages near the citadel. It could be just some vandals, but just in case is something more serious you must go to enssure and calm the citizens.

Arthur: But, my chicks-

Uther: Will be fine. You have hundreds of servants at your disposal. I'm sure you can leave them for a couple of days.

Arthur: I don't trust the servants.

Uther: Well that's a shame, because you are going either way. It's an order.

Arthur: (sighs) Yes, father.

Uther: (leaves)

Merlin: (flies next to Arthur and changes back to his human form)

Arthur: Are they still awake?

Merlin: No, I managed to make them sleep. They'll probably have nightmares with Uther though.

Arthur: Well, you heard my father. I have to leave the castle for a couple of days, so you'll have to look after the chicks alone.

Merlin: Oh, I'm not staying. I'm coming with you.

Arthur: What?!

Merlin: You think I'm going to let go into danger all by yourself?

Arthur: Is not a dangerous quest, just a visit to the neighboring villages.

Merlin: Where riots are taking place. What if some bandid or raider tries to kill you? Or an evil sorcerer? Or some magical creature? I need to be there to protect you!

Arthur: Now you are overreacting.

Merlin: Really? When does any of your quests has ever no ended up with someone or something trying to kill you?

Arthur: ...

Merlin: (crosses his arms and lifts an eyebrow)

Arthur: I'm the best knight in Camelot and I'll bring a cavalry with me. I'll be fine.

Merlin: Yeah, sure 😒. I'm coming with you.

Arthur: Merlin, one of us has to stay with the chicks. Or are you really going to let some strangers look after them?

Merlin: Of course not. We'll bring them with us.

Arthur: WHAT?!😨 Are you mad?!😠 We can't bring them to the quest. It's too dangerous!

Merlin: You just said it wasn't dangerous.

Arthur: For them it's dangerous!😡 They are too small still!

Merlin: They are almost my bird size now!

Arthur: But they don't know how to fly and you have magic to protect yourself, they don't. Nature is dangerous, there are all kind of predators outside. You should be very aware of this. One broke your wing and Brownie was killed by one of those!

Merlin: Yes, nature is dangerous. But guess what? Brownie would've raise them in nature! Because that's where they are supposed to be living!😡

Arthur and Merlin open their eyes wide when they realise they raised their voices while arguing and turn to the chicks quickly, scared that they woke them by accident with their outburst. Luckyly they're still asleep so they sigh in relief.

Arthur: (calmer and in more quiet voice) What do you mean by that?

Merlin: (calmer and in a more quiet voice too) I hate to say this, but Uther is right, you're giving the chicks a human treatment. And I understand why you do it. You want to show them that you see them as equal and you are caring for them in the only way you know. But they are not human, they are falcons and falcons don't have potties or blankets in nature. Falcons don't know what "Knight" or "Princess" mean. There's no chirp for those words in falcon vocabulary. Our chicks made them up! They shouldn't be able to do that. They shouldn't be able to understand english at all!

Arthur: And that's bad because...?

Merlin: They're going to fly and leave the nest soon. How will they adapt to nature if they never go outside these 4 walls? How will they be able to socialize with other merlins if they're basically creating their own language?

Arthur: I get your point, but they will be fine. If you want them to have their glimpse of nature so much, we can take them to the garden one of these days. But I won't take the chicks on this quest.

Merlin: (sighs) Fine, but I'm still going with you.

Arthur: Who will take care of our chicks then?

The next day. In Morgana's chambers. Merlin and Arthur talking to Morgana and Gwen, while the chicks are playing in their auntie's bed.

Arthur: and Rain likes her bird in little pieces. You don't have to take out the bones, but make sure they don't have sharp parts-

Merlin: For the love of-Just make sure the prey is clean and fresh. They know how to tear it themselfs.

Morgana: Water and birds 3 times a day. Got it.

Arthur: (gives Gwen 3 books) Their favourite tales. (Gives her 2 potties) Their potties. (Gives her a little blanket) Their blanket. You have to-

Gwen: Read them to sleep, change one potty for the other when it needs to be washed and cover the chicks at night. Am I right?

Arthur: (smiles) Exactly.

Merlin: Don't put the nest so close to the floor.

Arthur: But not too high either.

Merlin: You can show them the view from the window. They love that.

Arthur: But just with supervision. Don't let them near the window alone.

Merlin: But more importantly.

Arthur: And over all things.

Arthur and Merlin: (at the same time) Always. Close. The door.

Morgana and Gwen: (confused) ... What?

Merlin: They'll run around the place at any given chance.

Arthur: Which is fine, only and just only if they don't leave this room.

Morgana: We will, but is such precaution really necessary? They don't know how to fly yet and their legs are pretty small. How far can they go?

Arthur: Very far.

Merlin: I'll just tell you this. I'm part falcon, Which means my eyesight is 8 times better than a human's. I can spot a prey from more than a mile away. And yet Blizzard escaped my sight when he got lost at the feast. So don't understimate them, Morgana. Close. The. Door.

Rain: (on a pillow, chirps loudly) Help! Help!

Morgana: (Runs fast to her bed, worried) What is it Rain? Are you okay?

Arthur: Oh, don't worry. She's just playing.

Morgana: Playing? Playing what?

Merlin: They call it "The Princess' rescue".

Blizzard: (puts himself infront of Rain standing up high, stretching his wings, and makes a raw chirp)

Guardian and Brave: (pretend they are dodging something and "attack" Blizzard)

Merlin: Rain is the Princess, Blizzard the dragon that holds her capture and Guardian and Brave the knights that come to her rescue.

Wary: (makes himself a ball and stays still)

Morgana: (to Wary) And what are you supposed to be?

Wary: I'm a rock 😊.

Morgana: ...

Guardian: (breaks character) He doesn't like fighting and we offer him to be the Princess once but he didn't want to.

Brave: (uses Wary to evade the dragon's attack)

Guardian: And it's perfect for hiding.

Brave: Guardian, I need help!

Guardian: Coming! (Goes back to character to help Brave) Die, Dragon! 😠 (stacks Blizzard from behind)

Gwen: (Looks at Morgana strangely)

Morgana: (turns to Gwen) What?

Gwen: You can really communicate with birds? I thought you were just pretending to make the chicks more comfortable.

Morgana: Oh, no. I did a translation spell on Arthur and then Merlin did the same spell on me. So now we both can understand merlin language.

Gwen: That's so cool! 😃

Morgana: Want me to do the spell on you too? 😏

Gwen: (thoughtful) Hmmm... I don't know. I feel like this is more a family thing and I know myself. I'll probably end up talking with them constantly and people'll think I'm insane.

Morgana: (holds her hand and looks at her fondly, smiling) Well, if you ever want to, you can ask me.

Gwen: (smiles back and blushes a little)

Arthur and Merlin: ...

Arthur: Well, we're leaving.

Merlin: (turns to bird form and flies to his chicks) My chicks, Mama and Papa must leave now. Be good falcons and always listen to auntie Morgana and Gwen.

Chicks: (stop playing and go to Merlin) Yes, Mama. 😊

Merlin: (Gives them each one a kiss on the head with his beak)

Arthur: (picks up Rain) Goodbye, my baby girl. (Touches Rain's beak with his nose fondly, kisses her head and puts her back on the bed gently. Then picks up Wary) Goodbye, little bean. (Touches Wary's beak with his nose and kisses his head too. Puts him back on the bed and picks up Blizzard) Goodbye, little demon. (Points a finger at him warnly) And behave.

Blizzard: (pecks Arthur's finger defiantly, like saying "You can't tell me what to do")

Arthur: (rolls his eyes and puts him back. Then picks up Brave) Goodbye, Brave. (Shakes the feathers of his head fondly and puts him back on the bed. Then picks up Guardian) Goodbye, Guardian. I know you'll keep them in place.

Guardian: (brings his little wing to his head like a soldier)

Arthur: (makes the gesture too laughing a little and puts him back on the bed. Then speaks to all of them) We'll be back as soon as we can, okay, babies? I love you.

Chicks: Bye, Papa. Love you too. 😊

Merlin: (flies to Arthur's shoulder)

Morgana: (hugs Arthur and pats Merlin's head goodbye) Take care.

Arthur: We will.

Gwen: (bows both Arthur and Merlin) Have a good journey. Your chicks are in good hands.

Arthur: (smiles) Thank you. (gives a last look to his chicks and finally leaves with Merlin)

Morgana: Wow, than went better than I expected.

Gwen: What do you mean?

Morgana: Well, with how spoiled they are, I though the chicks would start crying and begging them not to go.

Guardian: We are big chicks.

Blizzard: Yeah, we don't cry.

Brave: Crying is for hatchlings.

Rain: And is not the first time Papa and Mama leave us with you, anyways.

Morgana: (impressed) It's true. It's nice to see you're more mature now. (To Gwen) They say they are big chicks and won't cry just because their parents left for three days.

Gwen: Awww. See? Taking care of them won't be so hard. (Picks up Brave) Who is a good baby? You are! 🤗

Brave: I'm not a baby 😠. I'm a big chick.

Gwen: You're so cute! 🥰

Brave: NO! I'm a predator! Fear me! 😤

Morgana: (laughs)

Time skip. At night. Morgana and Gwen taking the chicks to bed.

Gwen: (carrying the books) Which one should we read them?

Morgana: (On bed with the nest with the chicks on her lap) Let me ask them. (To the chicks) Which tale would your prefer tonight, big chicks? "The princess and the frog" or-

Rain: Where are Mama and Papa?

Morgana: (confused) In their quest. Outside.

Rain: But they are too late!

Guardian: Yeah, they are always here by story time. What if something happened to them?

Brave: A Predator! 😨

Blizzard: Mama and Papa were eaten by a predator?! 😱

Wary: Mama and Papa are dead! 😭

Morgana: No! Of course not! Mama and Papa are fine. Didn't they tell You they were going to be out for three days?

Rain: Yeah, Mama and Papa are always out for three something.

Morgana: (confused) Three something?

Wary: (still crying) Three hours, three minutes, three seconds. 😭

Rain: Yeah, that. I don't know what the difference is.

Morgana: (pales) Oh, gods.

Gwen: What is it? What did they say?

Morgana: They don't know how much time a day is. That's why they were so chill before. They thought their parents were going to be back in three hours at most!

Gwen: Oh, shit.

Rain: I want Mama and Papa! 😭

Wary: I don't want Mama and Papa to be dead! 😭

Brave: Bring Mama and Papa! 😭

Blizzard: I'll revenge Mama and Papa's death! 😭

Guardian: Stop saying Mama and Papa are dead! They are not dead! 😭

Morgana: Exactly. Mama and Papa are not dead. They are just going to be outside longer than usual. Please, don't cry. You are big chicks, remember?

Chicks: (keep crying) 😭😭😭😭😭

Gwen: (Gives Morgana a book) Maybe if you start reading them they'll calm down.

Morgana: Yes! Who wants to hear a story? 🤗

Chicks: (Stop crying for moment, though they are still sad) Me 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺.

Morgana: (Opens the book and starts reading) Once upon a time-

Rain: That's not how Papa does it! 😭

Blizzard: I can't see the pictures from here! 😭

Wary: I want Papa's shoulder! 😭

Brave: I want Mama's shoulder! 😭

Guardian: I'm a big chick, I'm a big chick! 😭

Morgana: (Gives a long sigh) This is going to be a long night.

...

What do you think is going to happen next? Are the chick going to get into trouble? 👀

#bbc merlin #merlin bbc #merlin #merthur #merlin fanfic #merlin fic #merlin prompt #merthur fic #merlin and arthur #arthur and merlin #Merlin as Arthur's familiar/Arthur's shapeshifter falcon AU #merthur fanfiction #merthur fanfic #merthur prompt

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hibiscuit-rose · 1 year

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ALSO RAEDA WEEK YAY!!

day 1: school spirit/RATs

day 2: human realm/date night

day 3: breakup/curse

day 4: alternate universe (my raine curses eda au)

day 5: reunion/post-canon

day 6: vacation/beach day

day 7: love language/comfort

#flighty arty #the owl house #the owl house fanart #eda clawthorne #raine whispers #raeda #raeda week 2023

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emotionaldisaster909 · 11 months

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Hi! I discovered "a long and slow recovery" thanks to your art, and let me say, I will never be over it. I loved it so much I was wondering if you had any other hualian fanfic recommendations?

Hello!!! Oh I’m sorry for such a late reply, but thank you so much for asking!!!

I’m thrilled to share with you and everyone my pride and joy, my precious, handpicked treasure hoard:

✨My TGCF bookmarks ✨

More than 200, all of them hualian

Besides ALASR, my beloved, mwah, here are some of my

Absolute favourites:

1. The bestest of them all, Mt. Taincang reunion postcanon fic that i consider my personal canon

“and I will surround you with a love too deep for words”

2. The best huge-ass slow-burn modern AU in the best Hua Cheng POV

“possibly, maybe”

3. The most heartbreakingly adorable de-aging memory loss Hong-er fic

“Little Red”

4. Absolutely amazing modern au where trans!Xie Lian decides to start a family with Hua Cheng, literally brought me to tears ,-,

“Orchids in Bloom”

5. The best vampire!Hua Cheng canonverse fic I’ve ever dreamed of, literally all I need

“Sweeter than Wine”

6. A different take on the reunion, my close second favourite first time fic, so soft and tender y-u

“Ever After”

7. THE bottom Hua Cheng fic ever, no words, just READ IT

“desire”

8. THE bottom WU MING! Fic ever, oh my god it’s so freaking good

“Let me be devoted, let me be greedy”

9. And this. Oh god. I have FEELINGS about this one. An awesome concept modern-AU fic that blew my mind

“We Stan Scrap Gege!”

10. This pure genius of Human by day/Animal by night AU by the same author

“At Night I Rose and Fell”

11. And THIS. Oh fuck. It’s huge. It’s awesome. It’s different first meeting, slow-burn, hidden identity, it’s

“’Til our compass stands still”

12. And this ohmygod this is one, omg, small, but the best reincarnation au, I’m crying

“reaching for heaven is what i'm on earth to do”

13. Aand this is the SECOND best reincarnation au from the same author i’m sorry I just have to include

“and the rain won't make any difference”

Aaand by now this list might become too long, so I just must separate some of my

Favourite authors:

Boomchick, Linisen, Natterina, Saenda, miska_za, debwriting, citronverveine, corduroyserpent, demihualian

Practically every fic by them is my favourite, but god, there are so much more, they all deserve recognition, so, if my taste is to your liking, ask away for more hualian fic recs!!!

THANK YOU AGAIN!

You’re very very welcome! 💖🌿

#heaven officials blessing #tian guan ci fu #tgcf #tgcf fic #tgcf fics #tgcf fic rec #hualian #hualian fic #hualian fics #hualian fic rec #xie lian #hua cheng #tgcf fandom #天官赐福 #花怜

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Theme: Different Ways to Kiss

1. The surprise kiss: Person A and Person B are caught in a sudden rainstorm with no shelter in sight. Laughing at the unexpected predicament and soaked to the skin, Person A spontaneously leans in to kiss Person B, their lips meeting in the warm rain. The surprise of the moment, combined with the shared laughter, turns the kiss into a spontaneous act of joy and connection.

2. The forehead kiss: After a long day filled with challenges, Person A finds Person B sitting on the porch, gazing at the stars. Person A silently sits beside them and gently presses a soft kiss to their forehead, conveying comfort, protection, and love without needing to say a word. The gesture speaks volumes about the deep affection and emotional security Person A provides.

3. The goodnight kiss: As the evening winds down, Person A walks Person B to their doorstep, both lingering in the warm glow of the porch light. With a shy smile, Person A leans in for a gentle goodnight kiss, their lips brushing softly against Person B’s. The kiss is tender and sweet, full of promise for what the future holds.

4. The teasing kiss: In the middle of playful banter during a game night, Person A leans in close to Person B, pretending to whisper a secret. At the last moment, they steal a quick, teasing kiss instead, leaving Person B both surprised and delighted by the cheeky gesture that adds a spark of excitement to their relationship.

5. The first kiss: After months of growing tension and unspoken feelings, Person A and Person B finally find themselves alone after a shared adventure. The air is thick with anticipation as Person A tentatively leans in, their lips meeting Person B’s in a soft, hesitant first kiss. The moment is electrifying, marking the beginning of a new chapter in their relationship.

6. The goodbye kiss: At the airport terminal, Person A and Person B face an impending separation. As the final boarding call echoes through the terminal, Person A pulls Person B into a deep, lingering goodbye kiss, pouring all their emotions into the moment. The kiss is bittersweet, filled with longing and the promise of a reunion.

7. The cheek kiss: During a family gathering, Person A catches Person B’s eye across the room, and they share a private smile. As they pass each other in the hallway, Person A plants a quick, affectionate kiss on Person B’s cheek, a subtle yet meaningful gesture that speaks to their closeness amidst the crowd.

8. The underwater kiss: While swimming together at a secluded beach, Person A and Person B dive beneath the clear water, surrounded by shimmering sunlight. As they float weightlessly, Person A pulls Person B close, sharing a breathtaking kiss underwater, where the world above seems to disappear, leaving just the two of them in their own private universe.

9. The morning kiss: Person A wakes up to find Person B still peacefully asleep beside them. With a soft smile, Person A leans in to place a gentle kiss on Person B’s lips, cherishing the quiet morning moment. The kiss is tender and intimate, a perfect way to start the day together.

10. The kiss of comfort: In the aftermath of a difficult day, Person B feels overwhelmed and unsure. Person A sits beside them, offering a warm embrace and a gentle kiss on the lips, conveying unconditional support and understanding. The kiss provides solace, reminding Person B that they are not alone in their struggles.

11. The spontaneous kiss: While watching a movie on the couch, Person A suddenly turns to Person B with a mischievous grin and plants a spontaneous kiss on their lips. The unexpected gesture is filled with playfulness and affection, breaking the comfortable silence with a joyful expression of love.

12. The apology kiss: After a minor disagreement, Person A approaches Person B with a heartfelt apology and a gentle kiss on the lips. The kiss serves as a sincere olive branch, dissolving any lingering tension and reaffirming their commitment to one another.

13. The New Year’s kiss: As the clock strikes midnight on New Year’s Eve, Person A and Person B lock eyes across the crowded room. With fireworks illuminating the sky, they share a passionate New Year’s kiss, marking the beginning of a fresh chapter filled with hopes and dreams.

14. The congratulations kiss: When Person B receives a long-awaited promotion, Person A surprises them with a congratulatory kiss, pulling them into a joyful embrace. The kiss is a celebration of Person B’s achievements and a testament to Person A’s unwavering support.

15. The calming kiss: In the midst of a stressful situation, Person A takes a moment to kiss Person B’s hand, grounding them and providing reassurance. The simple act of affection serves as a reminder of their strength and resilience together.

16. The holiday kiss: Underneath a mistletoe at a holiday party, Person A seizes the opportunity to give Person B a sweet, festive kiss. The playful tradition adds a touch of magic to the evening and reinforces the warmth of the holiday season.

17. The impulsive kiss: During a heated argument, Person A abruptly stops mid-sentence and kisses Person B, effectively halting the dispute. The impulsive kiss shifts the focus from conflict to the deep love that underlies their relationship, defusing the tension with a reminder of what truly matters.

18. The supportive kiss: When Person B is feeling down, Person A envelops them in a comforting hug and kisses the top of their head. The gentle kiss provides encouragement and strength, reminding Person B that they are cherished and supported.

19. The anniversary kiss: On their anniversary, Person A surprises Person B with a passionate kiss, recalling the special moments they’ve shared and the love that continues to grow. The kiss is a celebration of their journey together and a promise for the future.

20. The reunion kiss: After a long separation, Person A and Person B finally reunite at the train station. As soon as they spot each other, Person A runs into Person B’s arms, and they share a fervent reunion kiss, expressing all the longing and love that have built up during their time apart.

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