#guy avari x reader

[atomsminecraft]

Gurl can you try to do a Guy x MC angst?

Ah shit I was suppose to post this 30 minutes ago but I got distracted mb

Anyways 😃

Yes.

Have fun everyone 😇

Gone

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Trigger warning: Pregnancy and pregnancy loss

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It has been four months since discovering I was pregnant. Four months of baby and pregnancy books, people putting pressure on me to give birth to an heir, and people focusing a little too much on what I eat and my weight gain. Nothing could be better though.

Guy has been surprisingly helpful—with the help of Jasper of course. Honestly even without him, he’s been very attentive to me; making sure I eat healthy, going with me on walks, helping me pick out baby clothes, helping pick baby furniture, and so much more. Honestly life is amazing, I wouldn’t change it for the world, and this baby will make things even better.

At the moment, me and Guy are on a settee. My head is on his shoulder while he has a hand on my stomach. “Did you feel it yet?” I ask.

Guy shakes his head with a sigh. “Not yet.” I hum in response and I put one hand over his and the other on my belly.

“The baby was so active not too long ago. I’m sure they’ll kick soon.” We stay in silence for a small bit, with Guy slightly tickling my stomach by moving his thumb back and forth. “Oh!” My eyes widen as I suddenly feel a feather-light sensation within me. Guy must have felt it too because he has a similar expression of surprise on his face. We look at each other and smile. “I told you you’ll feel it!”

Guy leans in closer to my stomach and gives my stomach a kiss, seemingly causing the baby to kick more. Guy’s face looks like he’s almost in a trance, feeling and looking at my belly with such love and admiration. I smile at his loving gaze at my stomach. “I can’t wait to raise this baby with you,” I say gently.

Guy goes back to a normal sitting position and takes my hand to his lips, kissing it. “I reciprocate the feeling.” He then leans in and gives me a kiss, one which I of course reciprocate in turn.

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Music and dancing fill the hall as the dancers spin and twirl. A week ago we were formally invited to a party from a noble household. After being cooped up in Avari castle for so long, I had to literally beg Guy to let us go. He of course caved once I brought in the pregnancy tears. Another battle won, haha!

The music is honestly so good I cannot help but sway back and forth to it. I feel a warm hand take mine and I look up at Guy. “Do you want to dance?”

I can practically feel the metaphorical stars in my eyes as I nod. “Yes! I would love to!” He smiles at my excitement and leads me to the dance floor. The dance is slow and sensual, a musical rhythm that is almost addicting.

Even as the song ends a few minutes later, I am still left with a feeling of lightness as the music continues to play the rhythm in my head. Guy hands me some juice and I thank him before taking a sip. Mmmm this is so nice! The cold ice floating on the top cools my hot face.

Before I even know it, I suddenly get bumped into by a young gentleman, who quickly prevents me and my drink from falling by grabbing onto me and my drink. “Oh creator! My apologies!” The man quickly hands me back my drink that he prevented from falling to the ground and does a quick bow. “I sincerely hope I didn’t harm you, please forgive me….!”

Guy glares at the man and pulls me close. “You better be careful,” he says coldly.

“Guy, I’m alright!” He doesn’t respond and just continues to glare at the man. The gentlemen apologies again before running off past us.

I take another sip of my drink, enjoying the bubbly feeling. I find that the ice has somewhat sunk to the bottom, giving me a better opportunity to get more drink from my cup and less ice trying to get into my mouth. Guy’s hand is perched on my stomach, practically holding the baby inside it. I put my hand over his, enjoying the moment. The baby slightly kicks, which brings even more joy to the moment.

A few noblemen and noblewomen come up to talk to us. Simple small talk fills our time as those who wish to speak to us come forward. I get many congratulations on my pregnancy too, which I am very happy to show off with the small bump of my stomach.

Some time passes and Jasper walks up to us. “Your Majestys, the carriage is ready.” We, well I, thank him as Guy grunts in acknowledgment and Jasper goes off to get our coats.

“Did you enjoy your time here?” Guy asks. I smile and nod.

“Thank you for bringing us here. I honestly missed socializing with others. It felt refreshing coming to a ball after so long.” Guy nods in acknowledgment and starts leading me to the exit. It has been such a good couple of months. Five more and we’ll be happy parents to our adorable ba—!

My legs give out as I feel a stabbing pain in my stomach. Guy holds onto me, preventing me from falling, as I hold onto my stomach for dear life. “What’s wrong?!” I can only curl into myself as I hold onto my belly as the pain heightens. I squeeze my eyes shut as I attempt to breathe. Guy’s hold on me tightens. I open my eyes only to regret it as I see a giant puddle of blood around me, which only gets bigger within every passing second.

Oh.

Oh god.

Oh my god…!

No no no no no!

The floor feels unsteady as I feel myself sway. Air can’t seem to get into my lungs fast enough. There’s yelling then soon a calm yet shaky voice talking to me. I can only stare at the blood pooling around me.

I honestly don’t remember what happens after. Only that the ground seemed to swallow me whole as a pair of arms held onto me.

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“I’m so sorry, Queen MC. There’s nothing I can do…” says the healer. “The poison was too far into the babies body to be able to save it.”

“DON’T YOU DARE CALL MY BABY AN IT!” I yell. I grip onto the red bed sheets, hoping it could stop my crying. I can’t even look the healer in the eyes, only at me and Guy’s joined hands.

“I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean…!”

“Leave. Now.” I command. I’m honestly surprised I even have the energy to be angry. I can hear the footsteps of the healer before he leaves the room.

It was deduced that the man who bumped into me put something in my juice once he bumped into me, taking advantage of my glass almost falling to the floor. An investigation was set out to find him.

I’m gonna be the one to kill that man first if I ever see his face again.

Me and Guy continue to stay in silence, both of us too distraught to say anything.

I feel myself zone out. Thoughts drowned my head. I’m such a horrible mother. I couldn’t even save my baby because of my own eagerness to go to one last party before my feet hurt too much to walk. This is karma. That has to be it. This is a punishment for not being careful enough.

I barely even notice the tears falling onto the blanket and my hand. Guy pulls me into a hug as I cry, not saying anything.

Even as the days pass, I haven’t had it in me to talk or move much. Guy stays with me whenever he can once work is done. Jasper keeps my company when he’s not around.

The monster who has done this has yet to be found.

My baby is gone. And it was all my fault.

[ithseem]

Drawing Henna Tattoos On the Consorts' Hands (S-Ranks edition)

"Why are you writing this?" Because no one else will. And because it's fucking fun

Saligia is full of wack flora and fauna, and since you've finally found something resembling a henna plant that can actually leave a stain and doesn't make you hallucinate or some other odd shit, you decided to crush some of the leaves up and make a batch. There was an upcoming festival, so this is a good opportunity to put those skills to use

Guy

Oh boy...The amount of puppy-eyeing you need to do 💀

He does eventually cave though, only because it's you. His own curiosity definitely has no part in this, what are you talking about?

He's going into this knowing that henna stains may take a few hours to set properly before he could wipe the dried paste off.

Because of that, he'd get all his stuff done before sitting down with you. You'd better do the same too.

He'd moisturize his hands and forearms as per your advice and hold still long enough to see you work your artistic skills, and he's quite impressed (He may or may not voice this).

He can see that working with henna can be fiddly, seeing how focused you are.

The small smile on his face after you finished means your mission was successful.

Lynt

You want to draw a tattoo with henna on his hand? Alright. It looks like it'd take a while to draw so he'd try and stay still if he'd fall asleep.

"Would you moisturize my hands for me? 🥺" is is excuse to feel your hands before you start your work.

He does fall asleep about half an hour in. He saw how focused you were, and the design already looked pretty good, so he trusts that he's in good hands (not that he has a reason to distrust you).

You did tell him ahead of time that the henna would take a few hours to properly set, so he'd try not to move his hand too much

Lynt's pretty sensitive, so once the henna feels properly dry, he'd wipe off the paste.

He seemed so pleased with the design that it seems a shame to use that hand too much. He'll ask Tino to do a bit more work until the stain wears off (Not that Tino minds)

Roy

When you told Roy about drawing tattoos with crushed leaves, he knew he'd want to try it. Especially on festival days.

Though he is a busy man, he'd make some time for you to do his henna and wait for a few hours to let the stain set. Probably on a day off or something.

He can't help but watch you while you put your artistic prowess to work.

And the design? It is absolutely gorgeous.

"That look of intense focus is quite captivating, you know? And the design looks gorgeous" - Roy Invidia

Fast forward several hours and he's wiped off the dried henna.

He wears the stain like a medal of honour.

Soon enough, all the girls found out about it and drew some designs on their own to wear on special occasions

Toa

He can't say he isn't curious about this custom, so he'll indulge you. And he wants to spend more time with you and watch your artistic skills in action.

Before his day off he made sure everything is done without any mistakes (he does that anyway, but he does this more meticulously than usual)

He washed and moisturized his hands before you got to work.

Drawing with a tube of paste can be fiddly, so he held still as possible (he was going to anyway, he just really doesn't want to break your concentration)

He has to admit, the design looks exquisite. You really put a lot of care and thought into it

The next day, you see him teaching his classes with the henna stained hand in plain sight.

He let his class in on this once his lecture finished.

Needless to say nigh everyone had a henna tattoo on ball days after that.

Fenn

You want to draw a tattoo on him? Using crushed leaves? He would love that!

He doesn't mind sitting still for an hour to see you work on something so beautiful.

Hands and forearms? Clean. Skin? Hydrated and moisturized by you (he likes feeling your hands). Hotel? Trivago.

The design you're working on is beautiful yes, but it pales compared to you. Especially right this moment since you look so focused.

The urge to try and fluster you is too strong, so he does when you lift the tube for a few moments.

The stain set a few hours later, and my goodness was the final product gorgeous.

And let me tell you: nigh everyone drew a tattoo with henna. Especially before ball nights

Rio

Rio would be more than happy to let you draw a design with henna on his hand, but he is a bit concerned about how he's going to eat his food. That henna(?) stuff doesn't seem too appetizing and he doesn't want to ruin your work. (Thoma volunteered to take over for his work for tending to the vegetable patch)

You opted for a simpler design on his forearm or on the back of his hand so it doesn't get too in the way of his food or work. Rio doesn't mind though. He knows what you'll create will be beautiful regardless

His hands and forearms are clean and moisturized and he's rarin to go (not without a few snacks to share with you, of course)

He can't say he's too well-versed in this art form, but you look like you know what your doing, and he likes the design.

The wait was definitely worth it, and he wears that stain like a badge of honour.

[onedayimgonnasnap]

Characters Whom I believe that would be that one person “You got games on your phone” if MC brought a working phone with a charger and some how wifi-

Warning: Crack and Cursing

Lou: I feel like he’d be an iPad kid if he was born in the modern human world and they gave him freedom.

No scratch that he’d def be an iPad kid-. He the type of bitch to get addicted to candy crush on your phone Ngl-

Also he has taken a couple of photos of you while you weren’t looking

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Fenn: I feel like he tried to get into it- But his nails were to long to touch the screen. So now he uses you to scroll down to watch the things he wants to see.

*tap tap tap* “TREASURE ITS NOT WORKING- 🙁”

“Bitch use your fingers- YOUR SKIN NOT YOURE NAILS-“

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Toa: Pretends to thing it’s stupid and is a boomer about it; “Why is everyone so interested in that square, it is no use to me”

But the stupid bitch uses it to google the stupidest things ever. “What kind of pigs eat people?” “How long does it take to drown an ant?” “Do midgets have night vision?”

And he is to embarrassed to ask for it so he waits when you’re off guard to ask Knight to get it for him.

Also your photo album is now full of blurry pictures because he takes photos like someone taking a video of a school fight.

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Guy: Bitch has the audacity to take your phone and walk off with it. And he gets mad when others are using it-

Also he’s a fucking dinosaur and has no idea how to take a photo. But no one should teach him because i feel like you’d unleash an iPad kid onto the world.

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Lynt: Likes it when you put baby lullaby music on there. Also has accidentally ended up on the dark web and has never used it again.

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Roy: The moment you gave him your phone he starts checking everything- Your messages, your search history, every single app.

Not because he’s nosey but because he’s curious on how to work the phone.

Also your album is full of flowers, he’s changed your background to flowers and he may or may not have accidentally changed your passcode and not remember the password.

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Lance: Didn’t care at first, but got into the game called “Among us” and you let him use voice chat and oh boy.

“OI IM NOT THE IMPOSTER STFU-“

You didn’t even teach him how to swear he learned from the 5th graders who he is playing with.

Also got pissed when you put a child lock on your phone from him.

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Rio: Doesn’t know how it works and is definitely “You got games on your phone” type of person.

You can put Subway surfers for him to play and he’s get addicted. Also he picked up the cringiest gen z slang to impress you.

“MC that’s not poggers of you to do :(“

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[pet-pet-peet]

CoD Characters and Their Hug Preferences

Clingy and protective; he holds you everyday, all the time, whenever you're together. Doesn't want to get his hands off of you for even a minute. He just loves the security; the feeling that you're in his arms and no harm could come to you while he has you. Typically the initiator, yet if you begin to hug him first he will melt. When you initiate hugs, he feels loved in a way he never has and wants to drink the feeling in as much as he could. So he's typically the big spoon, but he absolutely kills to be the little spoon. __________ Fenn, Dia, Roy, Aquia, Lynt, Rio, Tino __________ Pda isn't necessarily his thing, but if you want a hug then he has no reason to deny you one. Has a strong hold but the hugs are fleeting. He just much prefers to wait until you're alone in one of your rooms, then he doesn't have to hold back. He holds you while he studies, or reads, or just while you're talking casually about something. Completely different person behind closed doors for sure. __________ Jasper, Grayson, Knight, Toa, Lou __________

Will not hug you in public, but also won't push you away. He has a reputation to uphold, an image to cater, he can't let people see him soft and lovey-dovey. Behind closed doors he can make up for the lack of reciprocated affection, but he'd much prefer it not be in public where people can use it against him or you. __________

Guy, Lance

[courtofmatchups]

Match up ask

(I'll use my OC, Ihana)

Personality:

She's quiet, observant, if needed she can be manipulative.

Loves reading. Has a journal.

Has dark, feminine energy. Has been betrayed before.

Looks:

Fair, dark-haired. Has dark eyes and red lips. 5'7".

(Picture for reference attached)

It seems to me you have captured the heart of....

The Haughty Aristocrat:

Guy Avari!

There's a type of confidence about Ihana that Guy cannot help but notice

You're quiet and observant, and your eyes seem to reflect intelligence, so he does become interested, as he himself is also quite observant

His Achilles' Heel (or whatever the Saligian equivalent is) is his ability to express himself, so he does come off too strong. And she does not take any of it

She may not like Guy very much at first, but lately he's noticed a change about him. Is he... Chilling out somewhat? Yes. Yes he is. He's becoming a better at expressing himself, and while she is willing to give him a chance, she is still cautious.

As they got to know each other, they felt more comfortable near each other. Eventually he comes to learn that you and he have quite a few similarities. He's had his fair share of people out to get him (I hc some of them are people he knew), and she has been betrayed before also

Being with you throws him for a loop. You are more in tune with your emotions, bot light and dark, and he cannot help but admire that you embrace your authenticity and fearlessness, and she does not hesitate to put him in his place

Overall a very passionate, but also transformative relationship. Both you you grow emotionally in this relaionship

[darlingzelda]

[grimreapersnuisance]

Guy Needs A Nap -- Short Writing

I finished my last class of the morning section with a sigh of relief. The stress was palpable now that exam season was around the corner. I dropped my books onto my desk and loosened the top two buttons of my blouse for some comfort. I had an hour before my next class started, enough time to breathe, feed my familiar, and practice a few spells. I set to filling Robin's bowl with milk from the refectory and left some tuna on a plate for him. Just as I was about to open my textbook, there was a sharp knock at the door. I opened it to see Jasper, Guy's handler, standing there with his brow furrowed.

"Um… hi. What can I do for you, Jasper?" I ask with caution. I've never seen Jasper distressed like this before.

"Would you mind giving me a hand with Master Guy? He is… shall I say restless."

I blinked with surprise. I wasn't sure what to expect, but it wasn't that.

"Sure. Just lead the way."

I follow Jasper up to the S-Rank dorms, a familiar route to Guy's room. He opens the door cordially and lets me inside.

"Master Guy is in his room." He gestures to the closed door to my right. I nod before heading over, I can hear footsteps pacing on the other side. I knock gently on the wood.

"Guy?" I call earnestly. The pacing stops and there is a moment of silence when I believe he will simply ignore me. He doesn't. The knob turns and the door opens to reveal Guy standing there in his casual attire. His shirt is half unbuttoned, his hair is jostled, his eyes have dark circles underneath them. He looked so unlike the stern, neat, commanding prince that I had come to love. My face softened.

"Guy… what's wrong?" I ask gently.

"Nothing. Dismiss yourself." He turned away and ran a hand through his hair roughly.

"So, that's how his hair got so messy," I think to myself.

"If I was in the same state, you wouldn't leave," I respond sternly, but not aggressively. He was stubborn, but not close to my level. If stubbornness was a class, I would be S-Rank.

Guy looks at me, but doesn't say anything. He doesn't need to; it's enough of an invitation for me. I close the door behind me as I enter his bedroom. I approach him and examine him with my eyes before reaching up to cup his cheek gently. Much to my surprise, he leans in to my hand.

"Guy, please, tell me what's wrong. When was the last time you've slept? Or eaten?"

"Couple days." He mumbles the response so quietly that I barely heard it. I furrow my brows with worry.

"Why?" I try to understand what's got him in so out of character. He doesn't respond, of course. I will have to pry the answer out of him, or figure it out through investigation.

I accept that our conversation has ended and pull him towards the bed.

"What are you doing?" He doesn't fight me, but he looks displeased.

"You need rest. If you won't do it on your own, then I'll force you," I respond matter-of-factly. He frowns, but doesn't stop me from easing him down onto the bed with me. I propped myself up slightly on some pillows and rested his head against my stomach. I carded my fingers through his slightly tangled, but silky, hair and hummed some tune I remembered from the radio. Guy acted displeased, but his exhaustion won and he began to relax. His eyelids drooped and he fell asleep.

Sure, I missed the rest of my classes that day, but I could think up some excuse.  Magical food poisoning or whatnot. What mattered at the moment was Guy's soft, calm face as he slept with his head in my lap. I've never seen a sweeter sight.

Bonus: Jasper's PoV

I knock lightly on the bedroom door with a tray of food and tea, no red coffee for Master Guy today. Hearing no response, I opened it and let out a small hum of surprise when I found Master Guy and his potential paramour asleep. The prince was lying curled up against her like a cat, his head in her lap. Meanwhile the young lady was comfortably snoozing with her back against the headboard in a half-seated position, her hand settled in Master Guy's hair. I quietly closed the door and set the tray in the sitting room, assuring that I wouldn't disturb their wholesome slumber.

[wistfulwanderingone]

Court of Darkness: Crimson Waltz

Characters: Guy X MC (MC named Cassandra)

Word Count: ~ 800

Description: Fluffy romance

From Anonymous: Dialogue Story Request “Cause a scene?! I am NOT causing a scene! If you want a scene so badly, though, I can show you a scene!” (with a little artistic license on my part)

@aide-falls I thought you especially might enjoy this :-)

Crimson Waltz

In the grandeur of the Avarian palace ballroom, I guide Cassandra with practiced elegance, my arm a steady anchor for her presence by my side. Each step she takes is cautious, a reflection of our earlier conversation wherein I reminded her of the importance of upholding a dignified demeanor at all times. 

All must go well. Cassandra must prove herself worthy in front of my father and the nobles and politicians.

Together, we navigate through the sea of esteemed nobles, each interaction calculated and poised, a carefully choreographed dance of social engagement. Finally, the orchestra's lilting melody signals the commencement and respite of a waltz, and I lead Cassandra onto the polished dance floor. Our steps synchronize effortlessly, the observers' eyes keenly fixed upon us. Her gaze remains steadily at my throat, as if scrutinizing the cravat at my throat, her lips pressed together in concentration. Her heart beats nervously against my hand where it rests firmly against her back. A peculiar sensation flits in my chest, my concern for the intensity of the situation – a vague echo of my own childhood encounters with such emotions. But if she is to be mine, she must learn to adapt to its demands.

As the waltz unfolds with grace, an unforeseen hiccup interrupts our flawless rhythm – her shoe entangles momentarily with her gown, causing an almost imperceptible stumble. Swiftly, before her balance can falter completely, my instincts take over. With a firm yet gentle grip, I ensure her equilibrium is swiftly restored.

The scrutinizing gazes of the nobles in attendance demand a flawless performance, and I'm determined to uphold our appearance. "Watch your step. We're not here to make a spectacle," I mutter under my breath, my words a stark reminder to avoid any potential disruption to the carefully orchestrated ambiance of the evening.

Her grip on my hand tightens, she clenches her teeth and finally meets my gaze, her crimson eyes narrowing defiantly as her cheeks blaze brightly. “Make a spectacle?! I am NOT making a spectacle!” Her voice, a restrained assertion, hangs in the air, and the room seems to hold its breath, all eyes upon us, including the penetrating gaze of my father. “If you want a spectacle so badly,” she huffs boldly, “I can certainly provide one!”

Undeterred by the ripples of astonishment that sweep through the crowd, she decisively halts our dance. In a bold, swift move that defies convention, she pulls me into an intimate embrace, her lips meeting mine in a passionate, spontaneous kiss. Gasps and murmurs sweep through the ballroom.

Time bends around us,  a blissful escape from the rigid expectations that encase us, and the world is reduced to the sensation of her lips against mine as I deepen the kiss. I relish the soft sound she makes in the back of her throat, as her mouth opens beneath my kiss.

When we finally draw apart, panting slightly, the room remains in hushed anticipation, a collective pause as they await the ensuing tableau. Her face is flushed as her breath comes quickly, and for a moment, she avoids eye contact as the reality of her action hits her. But at last, her gaze seeks mine, a mixture of trepidation and curiosity in her eyes. 

Her audacity, her willingness to challenge the boundaries of our roles, is a revelation that both surprises and intrigues me. Her eyes widen as I lick my lips before offering her the hint of a smirk, conveying a silent understanding that I don't disapprove.

"Well, that was certainly unexpected," I remark with a quirked eyebrow, my voice carrying a playful undertone that I suddenly find myself uncaring if it reaches our audience. As I brush a strand of hair out of her face, she bites her lip, a sweet smile gracing them as she gazes up at me through her thick lashes. 

With a flourish of my hand, I signal the stunned orchestra to continue the waltz. Amidst the murmuring crowd, I lean in once more, capturing her lips in a tender and lingering kiss.

The once-silent ballroom transforms into a chorus of murmurs and whispers, the air alive with intrigue, but strangely, I find myself hardly caring. Cassandra and I share a realm of our own, momentarily detached from the watchful gaze of the onlookers. In that stolen moment, I convey my silent approval, an unspoken acknowledgment of the spark of defiance she's ignited and a reminder of all the reasons that make her so dear to me.

[figleythesimp]

RULES

Welcome to my blog! Howdy. I want to write about COD (Court of Darkness) from now on, so this blog is dedicated to it. At the moment, I will be a beginner writer and will gladly take requests to write for the consorts of COD. Just give me a scenario and I may or may not write it. There are limitations on what I will and will not write. For now, I will only be writing requests about Lou until I'm more comfortable writing the other characters.

I go by He/Him pronouns. And yes my MC will always be gender neutral unless the ask is for a specific gender.

So far I've only read Lou(BK 1). (Look I'm not a veteran player but it makes me happy. I must write about it.) Planning on reading Lance or Lynt next. Just need to get his mischief ending and then I'm going to read other consort paths.

Please comment on my post, whenever I do eventually post. I need validation, or a person to talk to. Or just say haha this writing is "kinda shitty but it's funny lol". I'm very lonely. Maybe this is why I simp for the funky little evil man.

Will Write:

Basically anything that's not in the Will not Write Section.

X Reader (That's what this blog will mainly be. Especially since the game is a literal dating game-)

Character x Character (Depends on what the ship will be. Again only Court of Darkness characters.)

Dark themes (Depends on how dark.)

Angst of all kinds.

Character Death

Morally wrong (Depends.)

Will NOT Write:

Yandere (Slight/mild possessive nature is fine.)

NSFW

Fight scenes. (I can't write combat I'm sorry-)

Extreme gore

Illegal shit (illegal doesn't look like a word anymore help.)

I have the right to deny your requests if I'm uncomfortable with the scenario. I am also only human and if I don't get around to making yours then I'm sorry. But life happens and shit.

[faeriichaii]

hiii! Since your requests are open, could I ask for a Legolas × avari!reader (it's a type of elf in Tolkien lore)? I just have in my mind a repeat scene where Legolas invites Gimli and his partner to Mirkwood and Thranduil having a mini heart attack like "One of my only son's best friends is a dwarf and his betrothed is an avari".

But later on he ends up liking them :)

Blessing ~ Legolas x Avari!Reader

A/N: Hi :) omg I love it!! I struggled like a lot and idk why haha because like I kinda was lacking in a bit of knowledge idk idk but I still hope I nailed the avari part?? But yeah I hope you enjoy the story <33

Avari: a branch of elven race, who never journeyd to Aman and instead stayed in Middle-Earth

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Warnings: fluff, Thranduil being a bit cold at the beginning :( ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Words: 1.3k ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Request: Yes (thank you <33) ࿐ྂ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Meleth Nin ~ My Love ࿐ྂ

Summary: The journey of the fellowship ended a long time ago and suddenly you receive the invitation of the prince to join him in Mirkwood, meeting his father. But how will Thranduil react to seeing his sons best friend being a dwarf and his betrothed being an Avari?

A smile graced your lips, as you saw Legolas standing beside his father. Both of them waiting for you and Gimlis arrival. You had received a letter a few weeks ago. The letter was written by Legolas, who invited you, as well as the dwarf, to meet up in Mirkwood. You remember that the three of you constantly joked and laughed about your different hometowns. Gimli, for example, always bragged about his home and the customs. You always expected to first travel there instead of Mirkwood. You especially remember that one time while you guys were eating the food prepared by one of the hobbits. The orange hue of the fire dancing away, as the laughter of the group filled the place.

“And I definitely would like to challenge the elvling to a little duel.” Gimli said, as he finished his dinner. You raised an eyebrow while looking at Legolas, who sat beside you. “Which one of us do you mean exactly?” You asked the dwarf. “How about the both of you against me? You won’t even stand a chance, so you might as well team up!” “A little bit confident don’t you think?” The elven prince set the arrow down, that he just finished. “I remember getting around ten more kills than you.” A smirk plastered his face, enraging the dwarf. “You did NOT have ten more kills than me!” Laughing slightly at their little antics, you smiled at them.

“Well, what kind of challenge would await us, if we would visit your hometown?”  You asked him, also preparing new arrows for your bow. “It’s called the rite of sigin-tarâg. We will use hammers to smash up stones and the first one to lose normally gets banished from all dwarven realms. But we will just do the challenge.” “So you want to test our strength against yours?” The elven prince asks, as he hands you a finished arrow to put away with your own. A small smile formed on your lips at his sweet gesture. “This won’t even be a test, because I already know the results. I will beat the both of ya.”

“Whatever you say Gimli.” He began to grumble at you while searching for his axe, in order to sharpen it a little more. “I think you should visit me at Mirkwood after the journey ends.” Legolas suddenly said. You halted your movements. Visit him in Mirkwood? You bit the inside of your cheek, as you thought about visiting Legolas at some point in your life. You have to visit him. The both of you are courting, so of course you have to. But what would his father think if he suddenly introduces him to you? You were an elf yes, but you were an Avari. It was known, that most elves do not like your kind. Avari doesn’t mean ‘The Unwilling’ without reason. “Meleth Nin, are you alright?” The prince carefully asks you, laying a hand on your thigh. “Yes, I am alright. I think visiting sounds like a splendid idea. But only if Gimli is also joining us.” You say, while taking his hand on your thigh into your own, intertwining your fingers. If you had to face his father for the first time, then at least you would drag the dwarf into it as well. A laugh escaped his lips. “Oh, my father will be so excited to meet the both of you.”   

And now you and Gimli were standing in front of the king of Mirkwood, while Legolas stood beside him. His eyebrow was raised, as he scanned Gimli from head to toe. “So, this is your… friend?” The dwarf let out a grunt, followed by a few grumbles at the attitude received right after his arrival. “Yes, I have told you quite a few stories about Gimli.” Thranduils eyes moved from the dwarf to you. You did a quick curtsy as a polite introduction followed suit. “My king, it is wonderful to finally make your acquaintance.” “So, you are the betrothed my son has mentioned?” His tone was slightly cold, which in result made you worry a tide bit. You didn’t wish for him to already dislike you. Especially if you haven’t given him a reason to do so. “Yes, yes I am. Which is why I am very grateful to be able to visit Mirkwood for a few days. And of course, to meet you, my king.” A small smile graced your lips, as you tried your best to get on Thranduils good side. He nodded gently at your words, before turning around and leading you through the castle grounds. Legolas walked beside you, gently taking your hand in his. “How are you doing Meleth Nin?” He whispered into your ear. A sigh left your lips, as you squeezed his hand. “I am alright. I just worry that your father might not give us his blessing. That he might already dislike me for who I am.”

Your gaze wandered to the floor. Suddenly Legolas stopped walking, making you halt in your steps. He took your face in his hands. The warmth of his palms made your face heat up, making you feel safe and sound. “Meleth Nin, I love you through middle earth and back. I only wish to spend my lifetime with you by my side. It doesn’t matter if he gives us his blessing, because nothing could ever prevent me from being with you. A soft blush dusted your cheeks. Your heart beating a little bit faster at the sweet words he just whispered. “I love you too Meleth Nin.” You whispered, before giving him a quick kiss on the lips. Taking his hands from your face, you intertwined your fingers with his once more.

The day passed rather quickly with the three of you being together once more. Even the king seemed to slowly warm up to the both of you, his welcoming scowl long gone. “I did not expect you to be so well read, dwarf.” “Don’t underestimate me too much.” Gimli said, as he laughed heartedly, the chalice filled with the elven wine in his hand swaying from side to side. You could already tell that the dwarf began to get tipsy from the alcoholic beverage. A small smile graced your lips at the scene in front of you, the light atmosphere making you feel more relaxed than at the beginning.

“I also must admit, that I am very impressed by your knowledge (Y/N). I did not expect an Avari to know so much about the elven history.” “Thank you for the praise my king. But it is only natural for me to know about the elven history. It is after all a very important subject and part of my culture.” The king took a sip from his golden rimmed chalice, before continuing his chat with you. “I do have to confess one more thing. That upon first hearing about you and my son’s courtship I saw it as… ill-starred. A misfortune bound to happen. I did not want to accept that he was willing to court an Avari out of all elves who roam the realm.” Legolas immediately grasped your hand, giving you a sense of security. You took a shaky breath as you looked at the king. “But now, after seeing you with him and the tender care and love you both share, I deem it cruel to rip the both of you apart. I also seem to start to grow fond of you, as well as his little friend.”

A bright smile adored your lips at the kings’ words. Squeezing Legolas’ hand, the both of you shared a look. “Thank you, my king. Your words mean the world to me.” You watched as a gentle smiled graced his lips, before they were covered by his chalice once more. “See, I told you my father would start to warm up to you. He might seem cold at the beginning but he still has a heart deep within.” The prince whispered to you, before giving you a soft kiss on your cheek. Warmth filled your heart, as all your worries disappeared into thin air. You got the blessing of the King of Mirkwood.

[atomsminecraft]

The one time in Guy’s Magical Acts of Intimacy but it’s better

“If you don’t stand still, you’ll never be finished.” The maid that was helping me get ready said. The harsh pulling of my hair made me harshly lean back to keep my neck from being pulled back and hoping my hair doesn’t get pulled back. When she finishes, I stared at myself in the mirror. My hair was made into a fancy but old fashioned bun meanwhile I’m wearing some cheep old fashion dress. This definitely isn’t like a dress that Sherry has let me borrow and even more isn’t like those fancy ballgowns I’ve seen at parties at the academy. The plotchy makeup doesn’t make it look any better either. I coughed as the maid sprayed strong perfume on me and tears slightly pricked from the corner of my eyes from the smell.

“There!” The maid proclaimed.

“Uh… What’s up with the dress?”

“This is an official courtly dress of the kingdom of Avari.”

“From what century? 100 years ago?” I laugh at my own joke, she doesn’t seem to find it so funny however.

“Honestly, you young people know nothing of these traditions now a-days!” I continue staring at myself in the mirror. The red frills from my sleeves are itchy and the blotchy makeup is all I can focus on.

I stay silent for a moment, my eyes still on the mirror. Still looking at the mirror my eyes meet with hers and she shifts from one foot to the other. “Do you honestly think I’m stupid?” Her eyes widen as if surprised by my comment.

“I- Whatever could you mean?” I can hear the shakiness in her voice. So she really does.

I turn towards her and walk a few steps closer to her. “I asked if you think I’m stupid. Did you really think I would fall for this? The hair I could have likely fallen for, but the dress and makeup? The horrible perfume? Do I really look so ignorant as to not notice the clear motive of trying to embarrass me?” The maid tries to speak but all I can hear is stuttering and her trying to pull stupid excuses from her ass. I walk closer to her and I put my hand on her shoulder. “You have ten minutes to find me a dress or I will drag you by the ear into that ballroom to not only publicly apologize to me but to Guy. Me for trying to blatantly humiliate me, and Guy for almost embarrassing him and insulting his choice in paramour. Do I make myself clear?”

“I’m sorry! Please forgive me! I’ll bring a new dress right away!” She bows then quickly runs out of the room.

I sign and look back at the mirror. I grab some wipes and the Saligian equivalent of makeup remover and take off all the makeup and as much of the scent of the perfume that I can. I then grab my own makeup that I brought and do my own makeup. It obviously looks much better then the makeup the maid had done. I also took out the bun from my hair and started brushing it.

By the time I’m done I hear a hurried knock on the door. I tell whoever is at the door, likely the maid, to come in and of course I’m right. She comes in with a beautiful red and black dress and I smile to myself. I let her help me into the new dress and when I look at the mirror I finally don’t look like a child wearing a cheep dress and as if I found my mom’s makeup.

“Thank you, you may leave now.” The maid doesn’t say a word and bows before leaving. I take out a perfume Sherry has gifted me once before and spray some on me and look at myself in the mirror once again before walking out of my room and to the ballroom.

The doors open and everyone is quiet as I walk in. I do a quick sweep of the room until I see Guy and walk up to him. He smiles at me and I of course smile back. “When you’re done may we talk alone in private?”

“You may speak of it now. No one will stop you.”

“Prince Guy.” I look over to see a man walk up to us.

“Leos.” Guy gives the man a scornful glare. I look behind the man to see a woman behind him.

“I have brought my sister with me this evening in hopes of introducing the two of you, Your Highness.” His sister? I don’t mean to be rude but he looks a lot older to be having a sister that could be young enough to be close to Guy. “This is she. Swilyn.”

“Swilyn Vingard at your service, Your Highness. It is a pleasure to meet you.” Swilyn curtsies, her dress is beautiful and it flows unlike that previous crunchy dress I was wearing before.

I don’t quite pay as much attention to what happens afterwards anymore as it is a bore. However I did notice Rahm’s annoyed expression which made me almost laugh aloud as I realized she was likely the one who planned on trying to embarrass me with that horrible dress. Some time however passes and Guy and I can finally speak in private.

“Continue with what you were about to say before we were rudely interrupted.”

“Right. I just wanted to let you know that the maid that was suppose to help me get ready put me in some old dress and made me look like a child found her way through her mother’s makeup and tried to make her own ‘exotic’ hairstyle.” Guy signs before speaking.

“I shall deal with her for you. I will not allow anyone to humiliate you.” Guy states.

“I don’t think she will try that again,” I smile at him. He looks at me and I continue, “I told her that I would drag her by the ear to the ballroom to publicly apologize if she didn’t find me a better dress.” Guy smirks at me.

Guy grabs my waist and brings me closer to him. “Good. I’ll still deal with her on my own. Anyone who embarrasses you will be dealt with harshly.”

“I normally would be opposed to something like that but this time I think whatever you’ll do will be well deserved.”

The rest of the party goes by without a hitch. By the morning, I get another apology from the maid that ‘helped’ me last night and a gift from Guy as compensation for dealing with the tediousness that was last night. I wear the bracelet he gave me with pride during the rest of my stay here in Avari.

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AND THIS WAS WRITEN IN ONE SITTING THAT’S WHAT’S UP

I wrote this in like 10-30 minutes because the urge to write this was so strong that I literally couldn’t stop thinking about it

Sorry if this is bad I swear I could probably do better 💀🙏

[ithseem]

The Princes with a Gentle!Chubby!S/O

(because literally no one asked for it)

(warnings: none unless you're allergic to fluff, mentions of angst, or a lack of a beta reader)

(GN reader. Enjoy!)

Guy Avari

Oh, Guy Avari... The ever-so-cold man who claims he wants nothing to do with romance, weakened by the chubby person who came into his life

I dare you to tell me he wouldn't appreciate a chubby s/o

Bro's often overworked so he would find comfort in hugging you in private

If you're ever worried about crushing him when he asks that you sit on his lap, he'll just straight up say "balderdash" and sit you on his lap anyways

And if you're insecure about your looks, lemme tell you something: it does not matter to him what you look like. Your presence is comforting as hell

He'll also hire tailors through Jasper to make clothes that flatter you

And if his fan club or anyone else harasses, you, Guy will make sure they stay FAR away from you

Toa Qelsum

Overworked and often burnt-out mf electric boogaloo

I've said this in a previous post, and I'll say it again: I dare you to tell me Toa wouldn't appreciate his chubby s/o holding him in their arms and telling him that he's doing amazing and that everything will be alright

I cannot guarantee he'll know how to react at first, but he will grow more accustomed to this, so please, do it regularly 🥺 (bro's touched-starved asf)

His family and the people he grew up with were cold, to say the least, so someone as warm and caring as you would be a welcome change of pace

Also, if you happen to cross paths with these people, or if his fan club harasses you it won't be hard for your insecurities to resurface, so he'll make ABSOLUTELY SURE you don't feel unloved by him

Will also hire tailors to make you clothes that flatter you

Lynt Akedia

I dare you to tell me this skinny boy wouldn't find comfort in using you as a body pillow

Lynt's already affectionate as hell, and that's only gonna increase tenfold with a gentle and chubby s/o

Your thighs are definitely his favourite pillow

If he finds out you're insecure about your looks, Lynt would look at you like: Do you even see yourself?? You're literally so beautiful

His fan club will stay especially away from you since they've incurred Lynt's wrath. And lemme tell you something, a quiet person's wrath is nothing to take lightly

Roy Invidia

It's no secret that Roy is among the loveliest people when it comes to you

He appreciates you for your gentle personality and truth be told, he does find your huggable figure quite winsome

How couldn't he? You're simultaneously paramour- and friend-shaped

You accept him as the person he is and he appreciates that he doesn't have to be perfect all the time around you

He always transcends to cloud nine whenever you give him cuddles

Fenn Luxure

"People are just hot, man" (paraphrased, of course, lulz)

There is not a single person he doesn't see the beauty in, and you are no exception

If you happen to be insecure about your looks, you may or may not be a little suspicious about why he flirts with you so much, since a lot of the flirting aimed towards you may have been a joke

At first, it was nothing more than just some casual flirting and maybe wanting a hookup but nothing more

But as he got to know you and your sweet nature, he can't help but feel drawn to you

Man's been neglected for a lot of his life, and you giving him the attention just makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside

It's not long before the two of you become paramours, and there isn't a moment where neither of you feels unloved

Expect lots of cuddling

Rio Voleri

Ah, yes. The resident Chubby Chaser Extraordinaire

It is, in fact, canon that he likes 'em big. He likes 'em chunky (source: Rio's book 1)

Rio never was all that interested in love, but not so much when it comes to you

Can you blame him, though? You're just too cute for words

And lemme tell you, he will ENJOY making food with you and, of course, eating with you

He also enjoys how happy you look when you eat

And if you're insecure in your looks and you bring it up, the poor boy will be SO baffled

How can you say such things about yourself??

In my headcanon, I see him built like Jotaro Kujo, so he would love to pick you up or have you as an extra weight on his back when he does pushups (He looks like a twig in the game's art style I'm sorry 😭😭)

Also, expect LOTS of cuddles

[onedayimgonnasnap]

Court Of Darkness Crack

Question? What movies do mother fuckers like. I’m here to guess

Guy: He likes Alvin and the Chipmunks, I can’t explain why but he hates the squeakual

Toa: He likes those Murder Documentary and eats desert while they show the most graphic description of the body.

Or he would enjoy Coraline

Fenn: Mother fucker likes Twilight

Lynt: He likes Sesame Street.

Roy: Roy would like Trolls

Lou: He would like The Little Prince movie or the Gremlins

Rio: Mother fucker watches every single Kung fu Panda movies religiously

Lance: He likes Alpha and Omega

Dia: The nightmare before Christmas

J*sper: ISNT allowed to watch movies.

Grayson: Home

Tino: He likes Paddington

Knight: Cats

Violet: Tall Girl

Thoma: Likes the Spider man movies

Sherry: Titanic

[notlevifromobeyme]

I’m too tired to do a full lil intro thing to this so whatever.

Sub(?)Toa x Dom reader

TW: slight edging, slight begging (Toa), creampie, unprotected sex, the reader teasing Toa, bratty antics from the reader, very flirty reader.

Man, was he just so pretty. From his head to his feet, he was just gorgeous. You couldn’t even focus when he was teaching, all you did was admire him. Lazily watching his every move, as sleep wasn’t an option when thinking of him was. Sometimes he’d catch you stare, but you’d just wink at him, watching him roll his eyes and blush slightly. Sure, you get dirty looks from the girls that adore him, but whatever. He was more important to you. This particular time, you watched him go into a room. Peeking inside, you see many instruments and a record player. He likes music, I can work with that, you think.

You’d need someone to help you though. Someone easily seduced, because it seemed that’s all you knew. Immediately, you had a man in mind. Fenn Luxure. You ran to the S-Rank lounge and three of the five princes you met that night were there, Roy Invidia, Lynt Akedia, and Guy Avari.

“Mrs. Y/n,” Roy began. “How can we be of assistance?” He asked.

Lynt peeked at you, giving you a “Hello” you could barely hear.

Guy, of course, glanced at you, then went back to reading the thick book he had in his hands.

“I need to find Fenn, do you have any clue where he is?” You question.

“I heard him say he was going to the library tower.” Guy said, his eyes never leaving the page.

“Thank you, guys!“ You say, and zoom out of the room and to the library tower.

You walk up the winding steps and make it up to the top. You look up and down the isles, until you get the the back, where you see Fenn and a random girl. Fenn was kissing her neck while the woman moaned his name. You cleared your throat to make it known you were there.

“Awhh.. someone had to ruin our fun, huh?” Fenn says, turning around.

The woman sprinted out of the room, embarrassed.

“Treasure? How can I help?” Fenn asks, winking.

“Fenn..I need some help, could you help me, darling?~” You say, holding onto his arm and fluttering your eyelashes.

“Ohh, you got me. How could I ever deny you?” He says, coming his hands through your hair and hooking an arm around your waist. “What do you need assistance with?”

“I really, really wanna go out into town with you! I wanna get something I saw last time!“ You exclaim.

Fenn smiled and nodded, both touched and aroused by your cute, bratty-ish side.

“Yay, thank you Fenn!” You say, hugging him.

“Anything for you, my Treasure. Aren’t you just you cutest thing, hmm?” He asks.

“I am, I am, I promise,” you assure him. “I promise I’ll be good in town, okay?” You say.

“Shh, shh, now. No need getting worked up.” Fenn said.

Your tactics worked, and even more, you get to get Toa a few things out in town. Wrapping them in a pretty bow, you sign “To: Toa, From: Y/n. Love you ♡” and set it on the table in the music room. You watched as he opened it and a slight smile spread across his face. Feeling accomplished, you walked to the refectory until a cold hand slithered around your arm.

“Y/n.. Thank you.” Toa said, loosening his grip a bit.

“Your welcome, dear,” You said, turning around and noticing his blush.

Toa pulls you in from your arm and asks,

“Would you like to listen to the track with me?”

Yes! It would mean that you two were alone and finally, he’d be yours to admire.

“I’d love to, Toa.” You said, a smile spreading across your face.

The room was quiet, all you could hear was the music filling the room as you two sit in comfortable silence. You moved and put your head on his shoulder, his hand creeping to find your thigh. You place your hand on top of his and make him squeeze your thigh, digging at the plush skin below it. You felt his heart beating and moved his hand to your inner thigh, his hand moving on its own to grope your skin.

“I’m.. I’m sorry- I didn’t mean to-“ Toa starts, until you straddle him. He stops talking and marvels you, feeling his cock get harder as it throbs on his pants.

“So cute when you look up at me, you want me to fuck you?” You ask, your hand cupping his cheek.

“Please don’t…don’t tease me like that.” He whispers.

You lick your lips unintentionally and stroke his cock that’s still in his pants, a small pool of precum stains his pants as he winces and moans.

“Fuck me..” He whispers, “Just fuck me, please.”

“As you wish.”

Tugging down Toa’s pants, his cock twitches helplessly as you lower yourself on him, deeper, and deeper.

You grind on his cock as he tries to hold down your hips, “It feels too good, Y/n I’m gonna..cum..”

You hold his chin up and kiss him, moaning in his mouth. Taking his cock out of your sloppy hole, Toa cups your cheeks.

“No, no, no, please don’t stop…please don’t.” He begs.

“What? I didn’t hear you.” You tease.

“Don’t stop..” Toa manages to whimper.

“Don’t stop what?”

“Please don’t stop fucking me, I need it. Please, Y/n…For me..” He whispers.

“Ohh, why didn’t you say so?” You say.

Riding Toa, going as slow and sensual as you want, he grabs your hips in attempt to make you go faster.

“Bad boy. Stop being so impatient.” You snap, biting his neck and earning a “s-sorry” and a moan.

Toa unbuttons your top and sucks on one nipple, pinching the other, you moan in response and go a bit faster as a reward.

“Oh yes.. faster, please go faster..” Toa moans as his free hand goes to your sex.

“Fuckkkk..” You moan. “Such a good boy, hmm?..”

“Im going to cum soon, do you mind if I-?” He asks.

“Cum inside me, Toa…” You mindlessly say as white liquid hits the deepest parts of your hole, filling you.

Yep. That was it. That was all. Thank you.

[courtofmatchups]

hi! psych major who talked about Guy. I do agree, i think it was a bit rushed and I would’ve loved to have seen more of his backstory, and YES PLEASE GET HIM A THERAPIST. honestly, they all need one. i hope we get more about Guy’s home + some more personal growth for him in his book 2. thanks for reading my rant :)

Glad to know I wasn't the only one who felt that Guy's backstory felt rushed. I'm slowly warming up to his character more and more, so yeah, I want to see more of his backstory in his book 2 also. This is going to be my character arc when Guy's book 2 drops

[darlingzelda]

How the Princes would react to MC being pregnant!

Guy: He would be absolutely stunned into silence at first. After sitting there in silence to contemplate his existence as a father, he would sit you down and tell you that you needn’t worry, because he’d take care of you. He’d formally move you into his chambers from then on and personally act as your bodyguard. He’d walk you everywhere and make sure you eat properly, even going so far as to escort you on daily walks to make sure you and the baby are healthy. Once he got used to the idea, he would worry over you and fuss over your wellbeing because he loves you so much.

Toa: He would most likely be incredibly happy. Toa doesn’t grin much, but the dazzling smile when you tell him could rival the sun itself. He worries about how his family will react, of course, but that’s nothing compared to the joy he feels at having a family with you. He often talks to the baby when the two of you are alone together, leaning down to your bump and telling them how he’s excited to meet them and how loved they are. Toa would be an excellent father. He immediately starts collecting every book in the library on how to raise and care for children, and he shares what he learns with MC when they take meals together. He also tells Knight to start collecting things for when the baby arrives.

Fenn: His first reaction would be terror. He’d never thought about the possibility of having children, and the thought of being a father scares him because he doesn’t know if he’ll be a good father for his child. However, once you reassure him that he’ll be fine, he starts becoming more and more excited. He never thought he’d have the chance to raise a wholesome family, and he’s so enamored with the fact that he starts obsessing over it. He goes into town with you to look at baby clothes and even starts telling Violet about it whenever he gets the chance to talk about his little one. his fangirls are absolutely in despair because now he’s really nailed down to you. The bad thing is, now he’s regarded as a DILF.

Lynt: He almost cried when you told him. This man has so much joy inside him that he ended up sobbing on your shoulder because of how happy he is. He’d always secretly wanted a child of his own, and he couldn’t be happier that the both of you were going to be parents! He’d start telling you about how he would cuddle the baby to sleep and rock them gently in his arms. Lynt would be the perfect father. He would be able to hush the child to sleep and have them sleeping in his arms within five seconds, simply emitting a calming, sleepy aura. You’d never be able to separate him from his beloved little child.

Roy: He’d simply stop functioning for a full five minutes. He cannot believe his ears. When he finally gets it through his head, he immediately throws his arms around you and genuinely has a breakdown of happy tears. He can’t believe he’s so lucky, he gets to have a child with the most amazing person ever. He starts talking to you about how he’d give the child the most amazing life, how he’s so excited to tell his family about it. He would talk nonstop about it to anyone who would listen, and eventually the other princes get tired of listening to him ramble about how much he loves his baby.