#he and Faust should hold hands

[zopfee]

"youre not you when you're hungry"

the summerween trickster

for my darling @tortellinibeanieweenie :]

[therowdymagpie]

Arcana M6 and Halloween Headcanons

A/N: Basically small 5min. headcanons about how the main 6 and other characters would celebrate Halloween if it was a thing in Vesuvia.

Julian:

OK so we all know he is spending his day at the clinic because most accidents always happen on seasonal holidays.

That won't deter him from being the most thematically accurate person in the room. The man already has a getup perfect for the day and the Drama for it, but he's just going to play it up even more adding more things.

Tries especially hard to cheer up or make his child patients smile on the day putting a funny accent or being generous with the treats.(Throwing caution not to eat too many)

We all know his pumpkin carving skills are canonically atrocious (sorry but it's true) so you'll have to take over for the decor.

Will most definitely take you out to the Raven to celebrate and have fun.

Asra:

First thing's first: They Live for the mischief and the scares.

He plays extremely into the TRICK part of the trick or treat tradition. For him it might as well be a second April Fools honestly with the pranks he might pull on less than pleasant customers or people who sour the holiday.

They make sure that no matter how busy the day is, they go to the docks and try to find kids who need some cheering up or someone to take them trick or treating. It doesn't matter if the kid doesn't have a costume. They can make one for them!

Faust is rocking an amazing handmade costume Asra knitted for her and she is living for it, going about and spooking people (WITH her knife, Julian beware).

Muriel:

Doesn't really get affected by the spooky vibes and he's pretty indifferent to the dressing up part.

This would be prime time for people to be out and about so, predictably perhaps, you two spend the day quietly in the hut with warm drinks and plenty of furs.

He doesn't really like to take part in the festivities but he does do Pumpkin carving and you realise that regardless of material, his carvings are always extremely elegant and detailed(It's almost sad that the pumpkins will rot and the designs won't last...).

Of course some kids venture out into the woods to get candy or because they want to see if there's a witch living in the hut ;). Regardless, you two give them candy and they are on their way, Inanna making sure they make it back home safely.

Nadia:

Unexpectedly enough she makes it her business to have the Palace doors open for the kids during the holiday (with parental supervision obviously). She feels like they should get to have enough fun and plans all sorts of entertainment for them.

Also makes sure there's a party for the actual adults themselves on the after hours.

Dresses immaculately obviously and has the best and most elegant costumes. For the ones closest to her, just in case.

Please, please, please take the opportunity to bring her to town festivals and taverns to have a first hand experience to celebrate and cut loose like everyone else.

Portia:

HALLOWEEN Baking Time Baby!!! This woman will not let ANY PUMPKIN parts go unused. Whether she'll use the carved ones as fertilizer or the extra pieces and insides to make pie or cookies, she is not throwing anything away.

You two are wearing costumes and going out to celebrate…no she won't take "No" for an answer.

Do you remember the PSL Tale? This woman lives for haunted houses and spooky fun so prepare for a LOT of fairs.

Kids somehow find out that she has the best treats to offer and just pile up in front of her cottage (she somehow never runs out of candy to give them, she has too much power).

Lucio:

-> Count Hcs:

Oh HECK YES, this is his second favourite time of year aside from his birthday.

He just plans an essentially a Bigger And Better version of the Masquerade open to everyone.

Loves the costume aspect and he's going to show up in something revealing, over-the-top and vain with a BUNCH of glitter.

Holds a costume contest which he rigs just to give a himself an award and show off to everyone else(input sound of Nadia pinching her nose in the corner sighing)

-> Upright ending Hcs:

It can be SUCH a fun time with him when you two travel and pass through multiple towns and go through the many ways people celebrate.

Not to mention the festivals and parties and fun times that honestly give him a glimpse of his old life, but better now since he feels an actual connection with the people he meets and well...having you around to celebrate.

You WILL, however, have to look out for his sweet tooth and restrain him from taking too much candy.

and make sure he doesn't sass little kids' costumes

That is all, Happy Boop season everyone!

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Can you do one where the M6 realizes how much they love the Mc? Like they actually realize how much they love and care for Mc. Like let’s say Mc is the most gorgeous, strong ,caring, person they have ever met. And when I mean strong I mean Mc is the powerful magician people say they are , and when I mean caring I mean Mc spoiling the M6 rotten, like gift giving, showing them so much affection and The M6 just realize how much they are in love with the Mc. (You can add some stuff if you want)

The Arcana Mini-HCs: M6 realizing how much they love MC

Referencing this post by the devs

Julian: "preen and spoil them to the point of being a public embarrassment" - you heard him. he's tripping over his own feet to pull out your chair, taking five minutes to help you into your coat and fuss with the buttons, suggesting the most expensive menu items

Asra: "stare at them and stop acknowledging anyone or anything else" - yeah, they are zoned out. he's got disney princess stars in his eyes, looking at you like you hung the moon, fully unaware of the fact that he's been helping Faust into a snake sweater for twenty minutes

Nadia: "feed them champagne grapes and engage them in conversation so she can watch them try to talk with their mouth full" - in short, she's so overwhelmed by her emotions that she takes her cuteness aggression out on you by giving you an impossible task

Muriel: "follow them at a respectable distance" - not in a stalkery way, don't worry. he just thinks you're delightful and he worries about cramping your style, so he trails behind you when you're out, quietly memorizing the way you look at things and savoring your presence

Portia: "constant cuddly contact" - did you know that she likes cuddles, MC? she likes cuddles. and she will use any excuse she can cook up - you look like you just tripped, MC, you should link arms. your hands look cold, she'll hold them. you should pet Pepi with her

Lucio: "belt out an aria at the sight of them" - look, this man doesn't love a long list of people, so you can bet when he finds someone he does want to love, he's going to do it loudly. without hesitation. oh, and his voice isn't designed for opera, so you'll need to brace for it

[nom-nommmm1]

Hi!!! I really like your writing!

I just wanted to throw this idea out there of fem!y/n and dead going to a fair or something. They are having fun together and maybe it leads into smut? Eh just wanted to throw that out there. Thanks!

FAIR - PELLE/DEAD

Masterlist + taglist !!

Ty anon for the request, I had a little scare for a sec bc I thought I deleted your request 😭 but anyways thank you for your support. It means a lot to me that you enjoy what I write <3

Content warning !!: sweet!pelle x fem!reader, unprotected p in v, car sex, friends to lovers

the doorbell rang. I get up off the couch, grabbing my phone. I open the door coming face to face with Pelle. “Hey Pelle whats u-��� I ask before he cuts me off. “Hey y/n, me, euro and the guys wanted to know if you’d go to the fair with us” he says quickly, a pinky blush forming on his face. “Oh yea sure…can I get dressed?” I ask, pointing to my silky pajamas. Pelle looks at my pajama’s and then back at me, his blush deepening. “Oh! Yes- I’m so sorry!” He chuckles, closing the door.

“We’ll be waiting outside for you!” He yells before walking back to his car. I chuckle walking back to my room, picking out my outfit. I walk down the stairs, getting my purse next to the front door as euro honks the horn, irritated. “I’m coming!” I holler to him as I lock the door, making my way to their car. I step up to their car window trying to open the door but it’s locked. Euro rolls down the window. “Ah-ah, you’re riding with Pelle, we got too many people in this car” he says pointing to Pelles car.

Pelle slouches in his seat, his blush a bright pink. I sigh walking to his car. Why does this kid not like me? I reach the passenger seat window, opening the door and taking a seat. “So what music you got in here?” I ask looking at his CDs piled on his center console. “Oh..just some random stuff, you can pick what we listen to on our way” he says handing me the CDs. “Awesome” I smile, taking a cd, putting it into the player. The corners of Pelles lips curl as he puts the car in drive.

Euronymous takes the lead in driving to the fair, we follow him closely. “Good choice” Pelle says turning the radio up a tad. ”Thanks” I say looking at him for a moment without him noticing, taking in his big brown eyes. I smile leaning back in my seat. The AC blasts, I shiver. “You cold?” Pelle asks glancing every now and then. “Yea, could you turn the air down a touch?” I ask holding myself. “Totally” he says turning the air down. “Thank you” I say. Pelle nods, keeping his eyes on the road.

We pull up to the fair, trying to find a place to park. Both cars park next to each other. Pelle and I get out, going to the others. “So what should we do first?” Faust asks looking around the place. Everyone shrugs their shoulders but Euro sees a ride he wants to go on. “What about the tornado?” He asks looking to the group. No one objects. Oh fuck. Euro looks around on last time. “Alright let’s go” he says heading straight to the ride to try and be the first on.

We all get on the ride, I hold onto the handle bars tightly, scared of falling. I ride starts up, spinning slowly, but it speeds up gradually. After about five minutes we are up in the air spinning. “Holy fuck!” I scream still holding onto the bars while everyone else has their hand up in the air, laughing at my fear. The ride slows down, going to the ground. The workers unbuckle us and I make a run to the exit, still dizzy.

“Never again” I say panting as everyone else is still laughing. “So who’s gonna stay with y/n if they’re not going on rides?” Hellhamer asked. Pelle raised his hand. “I’d be fine to do it, I’m not too interested in riding rides anyways” he said grabbing my arm gently. “Cmon let’s go sit down” he said leading me to a bench. We both sat on opposite sides of the bench, looking around the fair in silence for a moment or two.

“Are you sure you didn’t want to hang out with them? You totally can if you want to, I can just Uber home” I said quickly but Pelle just chuckled. “You worry too much, I would never leave you here alone, I can ride rides next time. Don’t worry” he smiled, making eye contact with me. I blushed, nodding. Music from the game stands started to get louder and I couldn’t help but look. Pelle noticed me looking at one particular game stand and spoke up.

“You wanna check out some of their games?” He asked taking me out of my trance. “Sure!” I exclaim excitedly, taking Pelles hand and practically running to a stand. Pelle blushed, rubbing the soft skin of my knuckle before I let go. After a few tries of one game I won a my melody plush and a beach ball. Pelle leads me to another stand where he wins a huge teddy bear. I chuckle looking at the big bear in his arms.

He struggles to carry the bear as he takes his hand in mine. “You wanna take this stuff to the car?” He asks out of breath from keeping the bear up. “For sure” I laugh as we walk to the car. We make it to the car, popping the trunk and stuffing the plushies. We are breathless from tussling with the huge bear, Pelle opens the front doors, we both sit. “God I’ve never seen fairs give out this big of bears” he says still painting. “I know right” I say laughing.

We both take a minute to catch our breath before Pelle says something. “Did you have fun?” He asks looking to me. “I had I a lot of fun with you Pelle” I say, Pelles lips curl into a big smile as he hears that. “I’m glad” he says inching a little closer to me. I follow his lead, scooting in closer to him. Pelle looks into my eyes, his dilate as he puts his hands on my jaw. “You want to do this?” He asks, his thumb rubbing my lip.

I nod, leaning into Pelles lips, kissing him. Pelle kisses me back roughly, bitting my lips any chance he gets. He groans pulling away from me. I look at him confused until he climbs into the back seat. I smirk. He grabs my face again, kissing me roughly. With his other hand he scoops me up and puts me in his lap in the back seat. I groan into his lips, feeling the tent in his pants right on my leg.

Pelle moves his hands down to my ass, grabbing and squeezing wherever he could reach. I blush feeling his hands all over me. He smiles, pulling my shirt up. Slowly taking it off me before taking off his own shirt. He looks at my figure with admiration, taking in every part of me. After a few moments of silence he takes my lips again.

I smile feeling his tongue collide with mine. He takes me off of his lap, slipping out of his pants and boxers. Giving his cock a few pumps before looking at me, I smirk pulling my panties down a little. Pelle blushes, taking my hand, and pulling them all the way down for me. I chuckle as I hover over his lap. “You sure you’re ready?” He asks nervously. “I’m more than ready,” I say looking into Pelle's eyes, slowly taking in his cock, mouth agape full of moans and groans before fully plopping down on his length.

Pelle moans, slapping my ass roughly. I squirm, a small yelp falling from my lips. Pelle bites his lip as I squirm, feeling my movement sending shivers down his spine. His hands come up to my hips, forcing me to stay still. We sit like that for a minute before Pelle starts to move me up and down slowly. I moan feeling his length go in and out of me and a slow pace. Pelle looks up at me, staring at me with lust.

He speeds up his pace. As I’m about to moan Pelle kisses me, keeping me from being loud. “You have to be a little quieter” he says in my lips. I nod, kissing him back. He speeds up again, this time he goes painfully fast on me. The sound of the CD can be heard at max volume throughout the car. Pelle moans into my lips, his forehead starting to collect sweat.

He pulls me on and off of his cock at lightning speed, I practically scream, cumming on his cock. Shortly after Pelle cums. We stay like this, trying to catch our breath. Pelle kisses me, taking me off of his cock. He puts his jacket around me, holding me in his arms. “Do you want to go home or would you maybe…wanna go back to mine?” He asks, his cheeks turning red. We just had sex and this kid is still nervous around me. I laugh.

“I think we should go back to your place” I say. Pelle smirks before putting his boxers and pants back on. “Let’s go then” he says climbing back into the driver seat.

Jk guys I had time today 😽

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[lyranova]

Hi can you write a college au + coffee shop au fic of delinquent Nacht x f!reader where the dynamic is NOT bad boy x good girl but bad boy x dense girl. Where both of them are college students and reader works part time as a barista. Please include Morgen and Yami as side characters.

Hiya anon, I apologize for the wait! Of course I can, and I did my best to work in Morgen and Yami as side characters. Also this isn’t really as fluffy as most other fics, this is more…neutral I guess? But I still hope you enjoy~!

Taglist: @loosesodamarble

Word Count: 1,315

Warnings: None

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You watched as your newest co-worker, Nacht Faust, struggled with the coffee maker. He cursed and glared as it made a very unsettling hiss, and you couldn’t help but shake your head.

This guy…why on earth did he lie and say he had experience when he clearly did not?!

As you watched him continue to struggle, you couldn’t help but recall the day he had come up to you at school and asked if your parent’s coffee shop still needed another employee. You had told him that they did, and all he did was nod in response and walk away.

It had been really weird; but then again Nacht had always been weird ever since you two were kids, so it wasn’t really a surprise. But after he came up to you the next day and announced that you two were co-workers now as well as classmates you had been surprised!

You sighed and shook your head, you couldn’t believe that your parents had agreed to hire one of the most well known delinquents in town. But at the same time, you knew that your parents had a soft spot for him…

And so did you.

“ Good morning you two!” Morgen Faust greeted happily as he walked into the shop.

“ I wouldn’t say their morning is ‘good’ if that sound is any indication.” Yami Sukehiro, the other delinquent in town and Nacht’s friend, said as he winced at the awful hissing sound.

“ And I wouldn’t say your morning will be good if you don’t shut up.” Nacht muttered in irritation as he glanced at his chuckling friend.

You rolled your eyes before quickly greeting Morgen, ignoring Yami, and walking over to Nacht.

“ Here,” You began as you walked up behind him. “ You gotta do it like this.” You instructed as you reached around, grabbed his hands, and began to show him how the coffee machine worked.

“ I’ve got it,” He muttered, his voice quiet but as he turned away you swore you saw his cheeks were now bright pink.

You tilted your head, why was his face red? Did he maybe get too warm working with the coffee machine?

“ You sure?” You asked, and when he gave you a nod you released his hands and stepped away from him, walked out from behind the counter, and walked towards Morgen and Yami.

“ I take it that training isn’t going well?” Morgen asked you with a nervous laugh, and you shook your head.

“ Nope, not at all,” You sighed as more cursing and a loud crash could be heard from Nacht.

“ It could be worse,” Yami began as he leaned back in his seat. “ He could’ve burnt down the coffee shop already.”

“ Don’t say that, or he just might!” You exclaimed in panic, an image of the coffee shop burning down flashing in your mind. Yami laughed while Morgen just shook his head.

“ To be honest, I really don’t understand why he applied here,” You admitted after a moment. “ I mean, I know he needed a job…but why did he apply here of all places?”

“ Hm, I wonder,” Morgen hummed mysteriously, his eyes telling you he knew exactly why his twin had applied there.

But lucky you didn’t have to wait very long to hear the reason.

“ He applied here because he likes you, you idiot,” Yami explained as he crossed his arms.

You stared at the pair for a moment, your eyes blinking rapidly as you tried to process what he had just said, but then you laughed.

“ That’s a good one Yami, you should make jokes like that more often!” You laughed as you patted his shoulder.

Morgen and Yami exchanged a look.

“ He…isn’t joking,” Morgen admitted hesitantly, his eyes now holding a serious look in them. “ That was the sole reason he applied here.”

“ That punk wanted to find an excuse to spend more time with you outside of school,” Yami added.

“ You…really didn’t know?” Morgen asked softly, and you shook your head slowly.

That didn’t make sense; Nacht, your childhood friend, liked you?! There was no way that was true…

But as you began to put all the pieces together, everything made sense. He would act hot and cold with you, he would say and do things that felt a little out of character for him, and whenever you got too close or held his hands like you did a moment ago his face would turn red and he would look nervous.

He liked you…

“ Why?” You muttered in confusion, you brows furrowing.

“ Why what?” Morgen and Yami asked in equal confusion.

“ Why does he like me? Out of all people?” You asked them in disbelief, and Yami shrugged.

“ I dunno, why don’t you go ask him?” Yami suggested, with Morgen nodding in agreement.

But you just stood there; your mind going a mile a minute as you tried to decide what to do, when suddenly another loud crash rang out through the coffee shop as a couple of mugs broke.

“ I…I-I need to get back to work,” You muttered as you walked away from your friends and went back behind the counter.

And for the rest of the day your mind was completely filled with nothing but Nacht and this new revelation.

“ You okay? You’ve been acting weird since this morning.” Nacht asked as the two of you stood outside the now closed coffee shop. He always walked you home after work, claiming that it was dangerous for you to walk home by yourself late at night.

You had laughed, saying that you could handle yourself, and he agreed but said that it didn’t hurt to have someone watching your back just in case.

But now that entire memory looked completely different than it had before…

“ Yeah, I’m fine.” You told him softly as you finished locking the shop and turned around to face the street.

Nacht’s eyes narrowed, not believing you for a second, and just as he was about to tell you so you spoke up.

“ Do you like me?”

He felt his heart stop dead in his chest at your question, and as he slowly turned to face you he noticed you were still staring out at the street.

“ Where did you hear that from?”

“ Yami and Morgen.”

“ Tsk, those two...” He muttered in irritation as he also turned to face the street. When he got back to the dorms he was definitely going to give them an earful, especially Yami!

The air quickly became thick and awkward as you and Nacht stood there, but eventually he sighed.

“ Yeah, I like you,” He admitted softly, his gaze drifting towards the ground.

You hummed.

“ Do…you also like me?” He asked you hesitantly, his voice even softer than before. The tone sounded nervous, and slightly afraid.

“ I don’t know,” You admitted softly as your gaze also drifted towards the ground. “ Everything feels…different now between us.”

Nacht nodded slowly.

“ A good different, or a bad different?” He asked as he looked over at you, trying to gauge your emotions through your expressions, but you weren’t giving anything away.

“ I think…it’s a good different,” You admitted softly, your brows furrowing in thought. Nacht let out a soft breath he hadn’t realized that he was holding.

It wasn’t a direct confirmation, but it wasn’t an outright rejection either.

“ I think we’ll have to spend more time together for me to figure it out,” You told him as you finally looked up and turned to face him. “ Is that alright?”

Nacht’s eyes widened and his brows raised in surprise, but he quickly composed himself and he looked away shyly.

“ I think I can work you into my schedule,” He said with a small grin.

“ Great! So should we have dinner tomorrow after work?”

Nacht turned to face you again, his grin widening, and his head nodding in agreement.

“ I think I can make that work.”

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Thank you all so much for reading and I hope you all have a good day~!

[bambooshootssoup]

"Got a Date? "

-General Dating HCS-

Asta, Yuno, Nacht, William X Reader

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CW! : there's probably a spoiler or two?, it's just fluff and nothing else, Nacht being Nacht, some language mistakes

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- Asta-

- he's very good at finding places for dating? (One of his attempts to propose sister Lily)

- he could and will makes a whole rundown to make sure you could enjoy your dates with him

- "I should buy a flower, wait, there's a lot of flowers there- urgh..... Should I buy her a gift? But what does she like?.... Big sis Vanessa!!!!! Help meeeeeee!!!!!! "

- hold hands all the way (yeahhh!!!!!)

- the sweetest person that you could ever ask for

- he'll probably take you to the field full of flowers and make you run around with him or make a lot of flower crowns

- "here's a very pretty crown for my queen!! It's only made from flowers now.... But when I become a wizard king, I promise I'll give you a real one, okay? "

- Yuno Grinberryall -

- first, he has to figure out how to go on a date with you without having Bell, his Sylph to curse at your existence all day long

- protective hand holding (he literally grip your hand instead of holding it, but gently)

- dates are most likely spent at a Teashop or library, with him cannot get his eyes off you, he just blankly stares at you

- "is there anything you want to order? I could order it for you.... Oh, you got some cream on your cheek, let me wipe it for you"

- on rare occasions, he takes you to the Demon's skull on his village and just stargazing

- " Anything for you, my love"

- Nacht Faust -

- Stay at Home date are the best option if he has to choose, being a spy never be easy and always tiring, and he doesn't have much energy to go anywhere anymore

- at your home preferably (his house are too eerie to become a good place to date)

- a very good cook, he always helps you to prepare food, with a little help from his little devils (it ain't much but it honest work)

- and for the rest of the day, Cuddles and a lil bit of chatter, he would talk about his day and how he hates everyone (except you)

- "everyone is good for nothing... Hm? Does that include you? Don't be silly, at least your hugs are comforting compared to their endless babbling"

- William Vangeance -

- He's tired (2) , all of that office work could make him explode and you're always wondering how he keeps himself intact

- He could never say no to Picnic dates tho, he loves your homemade foods (even if you couldn't make something edible, like me-) , and what makes it better is that he could spend his day lay his head on your lap

- it's so relaxing and stress-relieving, the most comfortable place in the whole world if he has to be honest

- but there are times when he takes you to a fancy places, and literally treats you like a queen, he goes "anything for you, my queen" Mode

- " I wish I could do more for you, but those paperworks doesn't seem like it's going to let me go anytime soon, I'm very sorry that I always make you understand my circumstances "

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Thanks for reading ^^ and have a nice day~

[ideasarestuckinmyhead]

If it’s alright with you, Can you write wedding preparations with Auron?

A wedding in Bloom, along with panic.

Rook, felt weird. Not sick or anything but seeing the ring on their finger? Holy fucking shit. Auron proposed to them a few minutes ago, at a party after years of their relationship being public. Rook never though he'd proposed, they were happy! Don't get them wrong but....holy fucking shit.

"Oh my god we need to plan. What flowers should we do? Food? Cake? Guests? Oh God the THEME-" Gripping Auron's hand looking at him. The red head simply blinked, 'Why are they so worried?' Confusion was on his face.

"Dear, we have months to plan. And don't worry all will be okay. Trust me." Leaning down he kissed their forehead. Rook felt themselves calm down and smile at him, he always know what to say.

The night was filled of people congratulating them and getting side eyes from young people. Who wanted to get Auron for themselves, 'please like they had a chance.' Rook thought, everyone saw how much Rook was loved by him, the ring was just another thing they had.

"Rook, how about black and red for the colors? You do look lovely in red." Whispering to them in the limbo back to the penthouse. Holding their hand in his as he gazes at the ring he gifted them. Rook sighed, him and those colors! Honestly.

"Our wedding would seem Gothic. Not that I mind but what about traditions? Do you not want to see me in white?" Giggling they leaned on him. The happiness of a newly engaged couple coming over them.

"I'm not one for traditions but, the idea does seem lovely." Turning his head he kisses them. Rook giggled as they felt on cloud nine, today was perfect.

After getting to the penthouse the newly engaged couple talked more about their wedding. Deciding that tomorrow they will talk to different people to plan the wedding perfectly. Both got into bed and held eachother in their arms.

The next morning, Auron called a wedding planner. The newly engaged couple talked about what they both wanted. Auron, didn't have a lot in mind just that this was just making Rook his legally forever. Rook on the other hand had more details, they wanted the day to be special to both of them.

When thinking about the food, both tried thinking of combo's that would work. So the guests can choose one or the other. Meeting with someone who can cater to the wedding they flushed out more details.

Along with the guest list of how many people would be there. Rook would have more family on their part of the guest list. Auron was trying to see what business men he trusted enough to be there. Then decided no, just inviting his mother, Faust and Trish.

As they both talked more a smaller wedding with people they knew cared about them. Seemed even more comfortable for the both, they could have a big wedding but honestly they don't want to deal with the media reporting on their special day.

"Hey, what flower shop did you get my flowers from?" Questioning Rook looked up from their papers of color they could pick from. Auron, who was writing down a list of the guests to have invitations made, paused.

"From talk Floral. The owner is very kind and knowledgeable of flowers. Basically an encyclopedia of them." Placing his fountain pen down, Auron turned to his soon to be spouse. Having a smile knowing where this is going.

"Do you think he'd be able to do the flower arrangements? I know he's one guy and I don't wanna put too much press-" Rambling Rook's thoughts spiraled. Auron got up when they began, so sitting down next to them he touched their hand.

"Dear, if needed I'll get people to help him. Plus I think that would be good for his shop. Getting more recognition, I'll set up a meeting with him to see if he's interested in doing it." Kissing their forehead he then went back to writing the list. Pausing he then turned to Rook, who sighed and spoke before him.

"I don't know how I want the invitations to look like. Do we want simple or a design we both like?" Mumbling tbr last part Rook then turn grabbing a invitation sample page. Looking over the different designs and sighed again, just handing it to Auron.

"Why is there so much to doooo?" Groaning Rook placed thir head on the table. The headache that was small earlier slowly became bigger as they looked at different shades of red's.

Chuckling Auron placed a hand on their head, playing with their hair gently. That was true, all the planning was making their heads spin as they try to decide what they want.

"I know dear, but it'll be worth it. Personally, I never saw the attraction of have a wedding with someone. My baggage I brought into a relationship stopped me from even imagining it..." Whispering, Rook slowly turn their head looking at him. 'So he was doing this for me?' Smiling with tears they sat up and hugged him.

Auron welcomed the hug, then looked at all the planning stuff on the table before Rook. This caused his future spouse to look as well, then huffed and turn their head into the crook of Auron's neck.

"Let's continue later. I wanna take a nap with you. Well maybe eat first." Mumbling, acknowledging how hungry they were their stomach growled. Causing the two to laugh, slowly getting up Auron got his phone out and started calling their favorite take out place.

"Go get ready to lay down. I'll get your food, dear." Kissing Rook's lips he turned to order for both of them. Rook had a loving face at Auron, man they were so lucky to be married him. Ignoring the responsibility of planning a wedding they went to take a nap.

[ghostfrog28]

Yuurivoice Characters And Listeners As Incorrect Quotes!

I already did this with Escaped Audios (sort of, it was mostly DennysVerse) but for these, the way the listeners respond will mostly be based off of my OCs for them (which I will make posts about eventually) PS, this is mostly Boo and Alphonse lol

~~

Alphonse: [Grabs Boo's ass while they're gettin groceries out of the car]

Boo: Excuse me thats my ass

Alphonse: That's our ass. We're married, bitch

~~

Finn: If I were a gardener, I'd put our tulips together.

Sunflower: Aww, babe. That's so sweet.

Alphonse: If I were a gardener, you'd be my hoe.

Boo: ... thanks

~~

Lucien: *stroking Angel’s hair* you're so tiny.

Angel: *sleepily* I could beat the shit out of you.

Lucien: *lovingly* | know.

Or

Alphonse: *stroking Boo’s hair* you're so tiny.

Boo: *sleepily* I could beat the shit out of you.

Alphonse: *lovingly* | know.

(It’s funny cuz my OC for Boo is 6’0, meanwhile, my OC for Angel is 5’3)

~~

Charlie: My boyfriend is too tall for me to kiss him on the lips. What should I do?

Boo: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Angel: Tackle him.

Star: Dump him.

Rook: Kick him in the shin.

Casper: NO TO ALL OF THOSE. JUST ASK ME TO LEAN DOWN.

(my Casper OC is 6’4 lol)

~~

Boo, making chicken and dumpling soup, dropping a dumpling on the floor: This is sadder than the time I almost died in College

Alphonse or Seth, choking on his coffee: Excuse me?

(rewrote this one a little bit)

~~ ⚠️ Slight NSFW ⚠️

Boo: I can’t eat this, its far too hot

Alphonse: You're far too hot yet I still manage

Room: Um-

Auron: WE'RE ON A DOUBLE DATE, I'M RIGHT HERE

~~ ⚠️ NSFW Again ⚠️

Boo: oh fuck me

Seth: yes please

Boo: what?

Seth: what?

Alphonse from the other room: HE SAID YES PLEASE!

~~

Alphonse: BOO! WHERE'S MY-

Sugarboo: By the door

Seth: Sugar! Do you know where the-

Sugarboo: In the kitchen

Charlie: Hey Sal (OC name), have you seen my stack of-

Sugarboo: On Seth's nightstand

Sugarboo: Independent my ass. You guys would fall apart without me

(Sal is my OC for Sugarboo)

~~ ⚠️ Slight NSFW ⚠️

Charlie: bro-

Casper: No, no, hold up, rewind.

Charlie: ...

Casper: My tongue was down your throat just a second ago, and now you're calling me bro??

~~ ⚠️you guessed it, NSFW ⚠️

Seth: What exactly do you think of me?

Sugarboo: Somewhere between "fuck you" and "I'd fuck you."

~~

Alphonse: I don't think | can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time.

Boo: *cracks knuckles* Manslaughter it is.

Alphonse: What- no!

~~

Star: When Faust was born, the gods said, "He's too perfect for this world."

Auron: Please. When he was born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

~~

Boo: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine.

Alphonse: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so l can feel whole again.

Boo: O-oh. Well... Wait. Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns??

Alphonse: Is it working?

(this one could be vise versa)

~~

Alphonse, at some point: You speak RUSSIAN ?? Say something !!!

Boo: Ты самый красивый мужчина в мире, любов�� моя (You're the most beautiful man in the world, my love.)

Alphonse: What does it mean ?

Boo: It means don't give me orders you fucking bastard

(Another little thing, my OC for Sugarboo is half Russian and half British)

~~

Seth, after learning Sugarboo also speaks Russian: Does Sugar think in English or Russian?

Alphonse: Bold of you to assume Boo thinks.

~~

Rook: Ugh, life can be difficult sometimes.

Sal (Sugarboo): But death, on the other hand...

Rook, squirting Sal with a water sprayer: No, Sal

~~

Boo: I don't think Faust is very happy about you dating his brother.

Rook: What makes you say that?

Boo, reading a text aloud: Rachel (Rook). I hope this message finds you before I do.

~~

That’s all for now! Hope you enjoyed!

[yanderepuck]

Kinktober Day 30

AND WE'RE BACK FOR A FOURTH TIME. It's that lovely time of the year where I write mediocre smut with no plot for a whole month. So sit your ass down and take a few minutes to read some smut.

As always, kinktober is held by our local Napoleon simp, @xxsycamore

If you'd like to read the last three years, go here

Remember to reblog and tell me what you think

Somno | Aftercare

It was still early in the evening but you were already feeling exhausted. So exhausted that you could barely keep your eyes open. It's not like you did anything differently today. Why are you so tired?

"You look exhausted," Charles says from across the table, noticing how your eyes keep fluttering.

"I feel like I'm going to pass out. I don't know why though," you run a hand through your hair and let out a deep breath.

"Are you not feeling well? Did you not sleep enough last night," he tries to reach over the table to feel your forehead.

"No no. I'm fine," you get him to sit back down.

"Go to bed and rest, I'll help with clean up," Faust suggests.

Vlad gives Faust a weird look. "I don't think I've ever heard you offer to help."

"Don't expect me to do dishes."

It used to be just Charles who did all the cleaning. But once you started living there you have been helping him with chores.

"Now go to bed. I don't need you exhausting yourself."

He urges you to go to bed so you do. Heading up to his room you aren't sure how you didn't collapse while walking.

"Ugh. What's wrong with me."

You get there and start to change but only get as far as taking your outer clothes off before you flip down on the bed, thinking this is good enough.

The moment your head hits the pillow you are out. You didn't even get the chance to cover yourself with the blanket.

Not long later Faust comes into his room, not even being careful of being quiet. He knows you're not waiting up.

Shutting the door he walks over next to the bed. His hand grabs your jaw and has your face looking towards him. You don't stir.

He chuckles to himself. "Maybe I used a little too much."

He lets you go and gets your underwear and bra off, dropping them into the pile of the clothes on the floor. His clothes join the pile and he gets on the bed.

"Maybe I should have warned you. Charles is going to be annoying over this," he huffs and spreads your legs open. "But you not knowing is so much more fun," he leans down and kisses your chest.

He holds one of your boobs tightly and kisses your nipple before giving it a slight bite. A soft whimper comes through but it's clear that your body is too tired to even react.

"Just like a ragdoll."

He sits back up, getting your legs spread wide and thrusts into you, moaning. The moment he is in you he starts fucking you. He doesn't even need to wait for you to adjust. The only way you are moving is if he moves you.

His thrusts into you hard. If you were awake you would already be screaming, but you make only moans and whimpers. Your body feels too heavy to move it. You won't know until morning when you are sore that anything even happened.

Faust feels as if he's never been able to get so deep. He moves your legs so that your knees are to your chest, essentially forcing you into a breeding press.

"F-fuck you're better unconscious."

His cock is being sure to bruise your insides. Hitting your cervix over and over. He wants you to feel it tomorrow. He wants you to feel cum leaking out of you all day.

He grabs your hands and pins them above your head. It's not like you are going anywhere but pinning you down feels so much better.

He leans down and kisses your neck, biting you a few times to leave marks before finally sinking his teeth into you. Your body seems to jerk for a moment but he isn't phased.

"It's so much better when you can't move," he growls. He knows he didn't have to ask you about any of this. You want it. He knows you do. There's no purpose in asking when he already knows.

He grits his teeth as he pushes you into the mattress. He feels himself getting close but isn't slowing down.

"Ungh, f-fuck."

Even as he cums he keeps thrusting into you. At first it was fuck to get all the cum out, but now with your walls slick with his cum he doesn't want to stop again. He wants to fuck that cum so deep inside you that you are dripping your days. That at any moment you're ready to be fucked because you are still slick with his cum. So he keeps fucking you until he's the one ready to pass out.

[sh1-n0bu]

Hmm, perhaps a fluffy date with an Arataki Itto who is trying to impress the reader by showing off for the event requests?

If that doesn't strike you, anything with Julian Devorak or Muriel from The Arcana would SLAP - I haven't seen many others into it on here yet and you reminded me of its existence jkshkjgfd

✿ 𝙫𝙖𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨? ✿

characters: murial, julian devorak x nb!reader (separate)

warnings: fluff, crack, the idiots (affectionately) are bad at feelings, mazelinka portia and asra best wingmen😤💪

notes: i literally accidentally deleted this entire fic at 3 in the fucking morning last night and went to sleep with angry tears like a bitch

poor gentle giant has never heard of valentines day before so when asra and faust brought it up, he just stood there with a cute, confused look on his face and a tilted head

muriel has never pursued romantic relationships or even a normal human interaction at that so when asra suddenly brought up about a day where people ask the one they have affections for out on a date, his mind just short circuited

cue a cute flustered mountain of a man, tripping over his words, trying to deny his feelings for you

it took him a long time to understand that the butterflies in his stomach, heat rising to his cheeks and hand twitching to hold yours was a normal thing for people in love

and it took him even longer to accept that feeling and his affections towards you

it took hours of lecture from both asra and his familiar faust to knock some sense into the gentle giant

when muriel returned to his little hut in the forest, he couldn’t sit still in one place for even a minute

pacing back and forth, mumbling about the “what-ifs”, hell he even asked inanna about whether he should confess or not

after getting the “are-you-serious?” look from inanna, muriel finally made up his mind

soon valentines day came and there he was, standing in front of your little cottage with a fresh new clothes - your gifted green scarf still wrapped around his neck - holding a bouquet of flowers that he picked and wrapped himself

after debating all sorts of things in his mind, he finally sucked it up and knocked on your door

gods, you always takes his breath away

after snapping out of his simping over you, the gentle giant finally came clean of his feelings

“ahem… uhm i heard from asra and faust… that today is a day for couples and i thought…”

“…will you be my valentine, [name]?”

ah yes the ever scheming, masochist, i-hide-my-true-feelings-behind-fake-smiles-and-flirty-personality doctor, the first character i simped for in arcana

ilya is so used to always hiding behind charming lies, deceitful words and fake personalities that when portia pointed out that he holds affections for you, he denied and denied for almost an entire year

which what got him being chased around portia’s little cottage with the owner of the house chasing after him with a wet rag while pepi the cat sat back and watched, purring with amusement

he finally decided to face the music and ask you on valnetines when even mazelinka joined in on the scolding all the while knocking him over the head with her infamous wooden spoon

“oh come on! how long do you plan to make [name] wait, ilya?! they won’t be patient forever!”

“your sister has a point. suck it up and tell them how you feel already! i’m sick of watching you sigh and mumble their name in your sleep, you idiot!”

“ow! okay-ow! pasha! mazelinka! please have mercy!!”

the next morning julian woke up with a massive headache

and so soon enough, valentines day comes and there he stands, in front of your door, hand made box of chocolates in hand with all the blood in his body rushing to his cheeks

after checking himself over for the hundredth time in a close by water, he took a deep breath before finally knocking on the front of your home

“ahem. ahaha! my darling, dearest [name]! it appears that a certain little birdie has told me about your infatuation with me! so i have decided to make it easier for you and ask you out first. will you be my valentine darling?”

uh-huh sure julian. acting as if he wasn’t stress-eating the night before. you aint slick

[fanfictionstuff]

Can I request a jealous Mephisto x reader? Whenever he is being a bit possessive when another guy talk to reader^^

Hello! I hope this is okay :)

 You’re heading towards Mephisto’s office when someone calls out to you. “______, how are you?”  A young man around your age grins brightly at you, a new teacher employed by True Cross Academy. You wrack your brain, trying to remember the man’s name. “Tanaka-sensei.” You nod kindly to him, unable to remember the given name he had requested you call him by.

“Please, call me Kenzo. You’re not one of my students.”

“Right, Kenzo. I’m good, how are you?”

“Great! I was wondering if you have some time this evening?”

Time for what? “I’m actually heading to the headmaster’s office to drop off some important documents.”

Kenzo’s eyes drop to the rather thick envelope in your hands. “I can wait for you.” He offers, assuming it’d be a quick drop-off. “Maybe we could see a movie? I heard there’s a new movie that’s just come out tonight.” 

A voice from down the hall interrupts, causing you to glance towards the demon king, who smiles despite his clenched teeth. “_____, Tanaka-sensei,” he says, emphasizing your given name. “You know, workplace romance is frowned upon,” he declares theatrically, shaking his head in feigned disapproval.

“Sir Faust! Good evening. It’s not like that. I hoped we could watch a movie together as friends.” Tanaka looks at you anxiously, hoping you’ll support him. Neither of you wants to put your careers at risk, right? As a new teacher, he cannot afford any negative marks on his record. 

The faux grin drops, “Is that so?”

“Sir Faust, I have some important paperwork for you.” You raise the file, trying to divert his focus from the poor man beside you. Of course, it doesn’t work in your, nor his, favor.

“Sir Faust?” Mephisto raises a brow at you; honestly, you could slap the demon king at this moment. “Since when do you call me Sir Faust?” 

Kenzo watches in confusion. Do you have a relationship with the headmaster?

Mephisto turns his attention back to the new teacher. "I must say, your boldness in pursuing my dear ______ is quite commendable. However, I must warn you, treading in these waters may lead to unexpected depths."

Kenzo stutters, surprised by Mephisto's remarks. "I-I apologize if I offended you, Sir Faust. I was only suggesting a friendly outing.” He swallows nervously, aware of the implicit threat in Mephisto's caution. “I meant no harm," he stutters, stepping back.

Mephisto's smile widens, revealing a hint of his sharp canines. "No harm done... for now." He casually waves his hand, sending Kenzo practically scurrying away, anxious to escape the headmaster's unsettling presence.

As Kenzo rounds the corner, you face Mephisto, a look of exasperation on your face as you move closer to him. "Mephisto, you didn't need to scare him like that. Kenzo is just a nice guy looking to make friends," you scold.  

Mephisto chuckles quietly, sending chills down your spine as he looks at you with an amused glint in his forest green eyes. "My dear _______, you need to realize that not everyone approaches you with genuine motives. I just had to remind our enthusiastic new teacher about the boundaries he should respect." 

You let out a sigh, knowing Mephisto's words hold some truth; yet, his possessiveness still annoys you. "I can manage on my own, you know," you reply, arms crossed over your chest. 

"Of course, my love," Mephisto replies smoothly, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear. "But a little reminder now and then never hurts." 

Before you can reply, Mephisto moves in closer, his captivating gaze fixed on yours. "Shall we continue our discussion in a more private setting, my dear?" he proposes, his tone suggestive.

[utapri-translations-uuuu]

Loneliness and Despair - Translation (孤独と絶望)

Please do not repost/retranslate without permission.

I have also made a version which includes the members' notes found in the script.

[Human limitations - Faust’s house, nighttime]

He is sitting in a chair in his dark, dusty room.

Faust bites his nails while clicking his tongue. A habit of his.

Faust: … How cruel life is.

He is overcome with despair.

Faust: It is far too short a time for a person to live…

Faust holds his head between his hands.

Faust: I’ve spent my life's precious time studying. I have gone to great deals to master every possible field from philosophy to jurisprudence, medicine, and theology. I spared no effort, doing anything in my power to achieve this.

He slams on the desk.

Faust: And yet! I couldn’t discover the truth of the world. None of it…

He violently sweeps the books off the desk.

The books fall off the desk with a clatter.

Faust: Professor, Doctor, scholar…? Being called by such titles means nothing. Even if you achieve a certain level of success, it becomes a responsibility and puts pressure on you. I was pushed even further into learning, and I was unable to escape from that cycle…

Looking at his trembling hands.

Faust: Learning left me nothing… As an old and decrepit man, there is nothing left for me to do. My wrinkled hands tremble weakly, and my eyes, which have lost their sparkle, reflect a hazy world.

A longing for death that comes from loneliness.

Faust: How much time do I have left…? Until I cease to exist… There is no escaping death. It comes equally to every human being.

He hugs himself and endures his loneliness.

Faust: Am I going to meet my end in solitude…? With no one to mourn my death, and no one to watch me draw my last breath.

Faust is beset with remorse.

Faust: If I had spent more time on other things, would my life have been different…?

He stares into nothing and mutters as if imagining it.

Faust: Having a warm home and a happy life with a loving partner and our children?

He smiles self-deprecatingly.

Faust: … That would be hoping for too much. I wanted at least someone who I could call a close friend with whom I could share my heart with.

He speaks while thinking back to times gone by.

Faust: Ha… I can’t find an answer to the question of what I should have done. If I had been able to do that, I probably wouldn’t be having regrets now. I keep thinking ridiculous thoughts. It’s pointless, all of it. Just near-death dreams…

His hand finds the vial of poison in the medicine cabinet.

Faust: Let’s end this already… Taking away the pain and going to sleep. Permanently…

[The suffering of successful people - Downtown, daytime]

***

Faust’s recollection

A conversation between Faust and his disciple, Wagner. On the way back from buying chemicals to make poison.

Faust: …

Wagner waves his hand in the air.

Wagner: Doctor! Doctor Faust!

Wagner runs up to Faust, who then turns to face him.

Faust: … It’s you, Wagner.

Speaking with great enthusiasm.

Wagner: Good day! You’re certainly carrying a great load… Those are all chemicals…? … Oh, I see. Are you planning to do some new experiments in pharmaceutical science?

Faust: … Yes, something like that.

Wagner holds out his hands to take the package.

Wagner: Shall I carry it for you…?

Faust smacks Wagner’s hand away.

Faust: Don’t treat me like a senior citizen!

Wagner: P-Pardon me… I apologize for overstepping. However, all of these materials seem to be very expensive. I wouldn’t ever be able to afford them. I’m really envious.

He scratches his head in embarrassment.

Wagner: Well, I still have much to learn, so even if I were able to get them, I would probably be unworthy of them…

Faust: Envious…? Material things are of no value at all.

Looking into Faust’s face.

Wagner: Is that so? With great materials and your knowledge, you are sure to discover something new, Doctor! There absolutely is value to them!

Faust quietly shakes his head.

Faust: … You still don’t get it. The knowledge gained in life is only a small part of it. Rather than mastering it, the more you know, the more desperately you want to learn more.

Wagner: What can you, someone beloved by God, say? You have exceptional talent and have achieved many successes. From my perspective, you seem to have everything you could ever want…

Faust: What really matters in life is not talent, wealth, or fame. All of those things will be of no use at the time of the Last Judgment.

Wagner: Even someone as great as you feels that way… I'm still inexperienced and haven't reached that level yet. I must work even harder!

He clasps his hand tightly, enthusiastic.

Wagner: I will do my very best to follow in your footsteps and continue your work!

Faust seems to have resigned himself.

Faust: Yes… You still have a lot of time left. That’s right, the world is full of possibilities and hope… Go ahead and pursue your dreams as you like.

Wagner: Yes, sir! But I am sure that I, an ordinary person, would not be able to accomplish that alone. However, I have a trusted confidant!

He gazes dreamily into the distance.

Wagner: I have an intimate, close friend who is pursuing the same dream as me. He saves me from despair and getting discouraged…

Faust bites his nails while clicking his tongue. A habit of his.

He’s quite annoyed.

Faust: … Close friend…?

Wagner reports happily, as if talking about his own achievements.

Wagner: Yes! He’s a genius! Not only is he clever, but he's also pure, beautiful, and flawless. He's a talented friend I'm very proud of!

Faust bites his nails while clicking his tongue. A habit of his.

Faust: How cruel life can be.

Envy towards Wagner. A desire for youth and popularity.

Faust: … You're completely different from me. There isn’t anyone who will listen to what this old man has to say, let alone be my close friend. That's just how popular I am. I don't even have anyone who will be by my side.

He gently pats Wagner on the shoulder.

Faust: It's a lonely life. Knowledge has not filled the loneliness. Wagner, don't go astray. Don't lose sight of what is truly important. This is advice from an old man.

He gazes at his clenched fist with regret.

Faust: No amount of wealth or fame can buy you eternal life. And you can't turn back time...

Faust smiles with a look of resignation.

Faust: Do you know what the ultimate dream of the masters is? Immortality… I was never able to fulfill that dream.

Wagner approaches Faust agitatedly.

Wagner: Immortality…? Eternal life…!? What are you talking about!? That means stepping into the realm of the divine!

As if reminding him to be careful not to let anyone hear him.

Wagner: You will incur God’s wrath! How blasphemous… Such dangerous thoughts… are not allowed.

Faust: You'll understand when you're older. Right now, you're young, so you have the luxury of time.

Wagner is shaken. He can’t deny it completely.

Wagner: Is… that so…?

As he expresses his genuine gratitude, he comes up with the idea of leaving him a keepsake.

Faust: Wagner. Thank you for listening to this old man’s rambling. Oh, that’s right… About the documents you wanted, feel free to take as many as you want.

Wagner: Eh! Really? Thank you very much!

Faust: … I don’t need them anymore. Come get them sometime... See you.

Wagner feels a little uncomfortable.

Wagner: Doctor Faust…? Doctor Faust…!

Faust ignores Wagner and walks away.

***

[world0fmadness]

Which fisrt word do u think the kids from your dad! stories would say? I imagine the twins saying something super weird as the first word lol

୨୧ ohhh my goshhh, this is such a cute question! argh, i love getting questions related to the dad works so much, they’re just so adorable and i love them all… now i’m thinking of making a little mini post about what their names are and their appearances in my head too but i don’t know if you guys would want that… if you do, let me know! i might just make it anyways hehe

dad! euronymous was absolutely trying to make both of your twin girls say “ coca-cola ” for their first words as a joke… then one of them, your girl who is already a major daddy’s girl, actually came out and said it for her first word… well, she tried her absolute best to say it though it came out more like “ co-ah coo-luh ” but that was more than close enough for euronymous and he could not stop laughing for days about how perfect it was! all whilst you were just beyond shocked that he actually managed to make one of your twins say a damn sugary drink brand that they couldn’t even drink yet for their first word instead of “ mama ” or “ dada ” i mean seriously?! you carried her and her sister for so long in your stomach, put up with so much pain and mood swings for her and she says that as her first word?! he makes her say that for her first word?! but you certainly could not stay baffled and upset for long at all before joining him in his laughter and realising just how humorous the whole situation is… he tells everyone about it wether they ask about her first word or not, it becomes a staple story for him to tell at every event and it is never forgotten, even when she reaches her much older years and he is beyond proud when she turns out to love coca-cola as much as he does, just as he knew she would! she would have to love coca-cola with it being her literal first word and all… but luckily for you, your other twin girl who is a major mama’s girl ends up just saying “ mama ” for her first word! euronymous pretends to be just so disappointed in her, tutting whilst you get excited and pepper her rosy red cheeks with soft kisses, holding your other girl in his arms whilst shaking his head towards her and telling her she should’ve stuck to the “ coca-cola pact ” whatever that is… but he isn’t actually disappointed, obviously not! he’s quick to take her from you arms when your shower of love and praise towards her is over, quick to hold both her and her sister against his chest whilst planing a kiss to her head and telling her how good that was as her small hands grasp at his long black hair…

dad! faust has an extremely quiet baby with you… she barely even cried all that much when she was a newborn and even when she did cry, she was really quick to quiet down within just seconds of being lifted into your or her fathers arms… so yeah, your daughter with faust would have a case of a baby not saying their first word for a whileee… like, a long while! she just does not say a word! she barely even makes a peep… she is quiet as a church mouse, only letting out quiet squeaks and hums but never even attempting to say an actual word no matter how much you and faust tried to goad her on, no matter how much you and faust tried to tempt her and guide her to say something easy… faust was definitely pretty nervous and afraid that there was something wrong with her after she still was not saying her first word months after she should have! he was scared that maybe she was sick or somehow in pain and she wanted to speak but couldn’t… he was just so beyond worried! you and her doctor had to reassure him many times that she was perfectly fine! telling him that some babies just take longer than others and she certainly is not in any pain! when the first word finally came out of her mouth, it wasn’t just one word, oh no… it was beyond random and out of the blue, completely unprompted as faust held her on his hip whilst showing her his drums and talking to her about how he’ll teach her to play when she’s older and then, just as he turns around and goes to leave his small practice room… in a quiet and upset babble out of her mouth comes “ papa, i want! ” all whilst she made grabby hands towards his drums! to say he fell into a state of silent shock would be an understatement! he went deadly quiet for at least a minute, wide eyes staring down at her as she repeated the phrase for a second time, more demanding and still obviously upset at the thought of leaving the drums behind, tiny fingers pointing at his drums once more before he managed to break out of his shock, a proud smile came across his face as he lifted her higher up on his hip before excitedly calling out to you, leaning his face down to pepper kisses on her chubby cheeks and laughing to himself in between mumbling praises to her, telling her how proud of her he is and if she wanted to see his drums, she should’ve asked sooner, he would never deny her access to anything of his! all of the lingering worry he had about something being wrong, fear that maybe he was doing something wrong and he was to blame for her lack of words was completely washed away with her sudden small sentence, she became a shy little babble box around the two of you after that day…

dad! pelle has a daughter who absolutely loves nature and the woodland! i mean, thanks to the two of you anyways… you guys would take her on little walks through the nearby forest as soon as she was old enough to leave the house safely and wasn’t extremely vulnerable to germs! you bundle her up in a fluffy little brown bear onesie with mittens and a thick jacket! pelle holds her on his hip or against his chest, cradling her small body with an obvious protectiveness as he’s overly careful with his steps on the small dirt path, walking slowly next to you as the two of you talked quietly about your daughter, his hand softly stroking her back and his eyes watching hers as they dart around the forest, her big doe eyes curious about her surroundings as she constantly looks from side to side… it’s only when you and pelle hear her let out and excited squeal and notice her begin to get a little rowdy in his arms that you both stop walking, his brows furrowing as he sees her small hand outstretched towards something, his eyes following the direction of her pointing before they land on a deer in the distance, quiet and minding its own business as it feeds on some berries and leaves, unaware or unbothered by your presence as the two of you smile at your daughters excitement and obvious admiration of the animal… it’s only when he quietly mumbles down to her about what the animal is, telling her the full name and what they like to eat, that she says her first word which is “ deer ” though it kind of sounds more like “ duuh ” and he quickly looks up at you in shock after she says it, meeting your similarly wide eyes as a big smile crawls across his face, an open mouthed genuine proud smile as he bounces her slightly and presses a kiss to her head, quietly telling her that yeah, it’s a deer… repeating the name just a little slower for her to follow his pronunciation as she attempts to mirror his word once more, her smile only getting bigger as his does when he kisses her head once more and praises her, moving her a little to let you come over and pepper some of your own kisses to her chubby cheeks and offer some praise of your own as he looks down at the two of you, wondering how he got so lucky… why he was the receiver of such beauty and love… this first word of hers absolutely leads to more in life for him and her! pelle loves crafting her things centred around deer! wether it be an art piece, a small sculpture carved from deer antler or even making her a little custom deer plushie… it really opens the window to his creative soul and he adores seeing his little girl smile when he gifts her something new! when it comes to his son, i think his first word would be a simple “ dada ” after much encouragement from you whilst pelle watched and shook his head with a small smile! when he actually does come out and say it, his smile drops a tiny bit before immediately growing back as he feels a strong warmth envelop his heart, a slight tightening in his throat as the world around him becomes muffled, your coos and quiet laughter becoming cushioned in his ears as he realises just how special he is to his son and just how special his son is to him… when he realises his son loves him just as much as he does, when he realises his son only sees him as his father and not some scary person… i think this is what would make pelle open his hear a whole lot to your son, it’s his breaking point as he realises both of his children see him as is their father, it’s all they’ll ever see him as… and he couldn’t be any more grateful for that…

dad! ihsahn has a baby girl who just absolutely adoresss her father! she is a total daddy’s girl and it’s probably because he was the one always fulfilling her cravings for cookies when she was still in your womb… but the thing with him is he is just so so so bashful and loving towards you! so whilst he loves the fact that she’s a daddy’s girl and is certainly not ignorant to the fact, he actually tries to get her to say “ mama ” for her first word! he thinks you deserve it more than him, thinks she should recognise you as her mama for her first word instead of him as her papa! but you think the opposite… you adore seeing how much she loves him and obviously slightly prefers him to you, so it just turns into a lighthearted battle between the two of you constantly trying to make her say the opposite thing! but alas, she does say “ papa ” for her first word and you let out the loudest cheer when she does! immediately proclaiming yourself the winner of this contest all whilst cooing and praising her, ihsahn watching with a smile, shaking his head before taking her into his arms and pressing a soft kiss to her frizzy black hair, asking her softly about the deal they had, about how she promised she would say “ mama ” first! obviously this is all lost to her baby brain as she just babbles and continually repeats “ papa ” up at him in exchange for more kisses and coos…

arghhh i just know they would all be so proud of their babies first word! the praise and pride in their baby would be insane for weeks following the first word coming out of their mouth! thank you very much for the fluffy little ask, anon <3

[iliveforyouilongforyouvesuvia]

Vesuvia Weekly: Baby Fever

Taking into account everything except what's in my personal space, it's a fairly normal afternoon in the Center Marketplace. Selasi's humming a popular song as he shovels another batch of rolls into his oven, the regular shoppers are bustling between the merchant's stalls, and the steam from my cup is wafting as gracefully as ever into the bright blue sky.

Oh, shoot that's a burning hazard isn't it, patronsdangit -

"Language!"

And the cheeky greeting from the magician appearing suddenly in front of me isn't helping.

"Fudge you, I'm trying not to be a bad influence."

"You? A bad influence? On who - oh, hello."

I glance down again just in time to move my cup away from the dimpled, chubby hand grasping for its boiling contents. The one-year-old in my lap looks up at me and grins. I look back at Asra with a smile. "I don't want to be a bad influence on this one."

They're already taking a spot at the low table, putting themself and their bag between the baby and the walkway to the stairs. As responsibility-averse as he is, it doesn't stop him from lending the toddler a steady hand as they wobble out of my lap. While the other steals my pumpkin rolls -

"What's their name?"

"This is Nasha." The tot gives me a gurgling giggle, grasping at the edge of the low table while they bounce on their feet. I brush a stray dark curl out of their face. "Their parents needed an afternoon out and know I used to babysit, so they called in a favor. I hope you plan on replenishing those."

"He already ordered a second batch." Selasi approaches with a basket for the table, steam rising through the cloth from the rolls underneath. "Hello, little one. And what are you old enough to eat? May I hold you?"

The tot looks up from where they're digging through Asra's bag, Faust nudging the no-so-baby-friendly contents out of reach and dodging their grabs at her tail. They stare wide-eyed at the burly baker before lighting up the market corner with a drool-filled smile. I hoist them up by the armpits and hold them out in Selasi's direction.

"They turned one last week. Do you know how to hold them safely?"

"Oh, Selasi knows all about how to hold the small ones, yes he does." He takes the toddler on one arm, cooing and rocking them back and forth. This is a side of him I haven't seen before. "Look at how many teeth you've grown, my tiny friend! If I remember right, you're old enough to be eating honey now, aren't you? Selasi's brought you a little dish and spoon for a nice treat, if your decaying-mind-friend says it's alright."

I groan at the nickname. "Not you too - and yes, their parents said they can eat honey now. Just be careful about -"

And I'm interrupted by an excited screech from several booths away.

"Is that a baby with brainrot?! Hi baby!!"

Portia sails into view, her brother dragged behind her by the coat and away from the newly-established leech stall where he was probably about to sink half his savings. Julian stops struggling and straightens up as soon as he spots the baby on Selasi's arm. "My my my, what do we have here -"

"Awwww, can I hold them? Please?!"

Portia's curls are going to stand on end if she tries to contain herself any longer. I nod, but Selasi seems hesitant to let go of his new friend. "You should be careful, they've just eaten some -"

"Fear not! I shall rescue you, small one!"

It's like watching a train wreck in slow motion as Julian uses his long arms to reach over Portia's head, plucking Nasha from the baker's grasp and seating them on his arm. The baby looks at the newcomer in surprise and decides to introduce themself by smearing their honey-covered sticky fingers down the doctor's cheek.

"Well, aren't you a - hrck - nnghck!"

Determined to explore further, the wide-eyed tot sticks their full hand into Julian's mouth mid-sentence. What follows are a series of chokes and gags as they reach deeper, giggling at the funny noises the doctor makes as he tries his best not to bite them. Portia adds injury to insult, yanking him down close enough to take the baby by tugging at his ear.

"Hey, you little cutie, what's your name?" She cradles them on her hip, cooing sweetly at them while her brother hacks and coughs behind her.

Julian straightens with a wince. "I think they went for my uvula -"

"His what-a-wha?"

The loud question behind them makes Julian jump, Portia eye-roll, and Asra grimace. I lean to peek around my visitors at the ex-count fast approaching us. "Hey, Lucio. It's a 'uvula', the hangy-down thing at the back of your mouth."

"And this little stinker tried to grab it? HAH!" He cackles, the loud noise making Nasha begin to curl in on themself. Portia tightens her hold on them, reconsiders, and then shoves them into the arms of the large shadow that's been lurking in the background for the last five minutes.

"Don't you call them that! That's brainrot's baby!"

Lucio freezes, face blue-screening as his eyes jump wildly between me and the baby nestled in Muriel's frozen hold. Asra snorts into their hand. Julian gives me an oddly thoughtful look. "Technically speaking, he is old enough and has the anatomy to have one safely, and he does seem, ah, quite comfortable holding one ..." Portia slowly nods along, taking a long look at me.

I ignore his mumbles and her stare and address the sputtering journeyman. "Nasha isn't my baby, they're my friend's baby, and I'm taking care of them for the day." I turn to where Muriel's adjusting his hold on the one-year-old. "You good?"

Nasha looks up and meets his eyes, pinning him with a four-toothed, honey covered smile. I swear I can see him melt. "... yeah."

"Since when do you take care of babies? I thought you were a writer. Let me see it -"

I brush Lucio away as respectfully as possible. "They're not an it, they're a baby, and your arm is way too sharp to hold them with that gauntlet on it."

"As to why he takes care of babies, he used to be an au pair, if I'm remembering correctly. You must be quite fond of children."

I didn't see Nadia approach with all the ruckus, but now she's standing between Lucio and Muriel and trying to give the baby in question her signature gentle smile. She's a little too stiff to pull it off. I can see Muriel's comfort levels disappearing with the growing crowd and reach over to relieve him of his charge. Nasha curls up in my lap, visibly relieved to be held by someone they know, and nestles against my shirt with a quiet sigh.

"Kids? Nobody likes kids, they're terrible at parties - OW! That hurt, Noddy!"

Nadia's smile is genuine now as she turns back to me, visibly curious about my answer. "Well?"

I chuckle, giving the tot my tattooed arm to poke and prod so they stop trying to snatch and eat Asra's shiny blue stone necklace. "I like them." Nasha leans back in my hold, eyelids drooping and squirming sleepily as I clean the honey off their hands and mouth with a spare cloth. It's hard to hold back the smile when they snuggle further into my arms.

"I've always wanted to have kids of my own. You get to cherish this tiny person through all their ups and downs, and teach them what unconditional love looks like while they figure out who they are and come into their own. And then one day, they're able to go out into the world and build their own life, while you cheer them on and watch them flourish."

I can feel myself flushing from the impromptu sappy speech. "Not to say that everyone should want kids! They're a lot of work and time and a serious commitment so I totally get why others wouldn't want -to - uhm -"

The six misty gazes I'm met with when I look up at my visitors makes me falter. Julian and Nadia look like they've seen a miraculous revelation. Portia and Lucio are hungrily eyeing the way Nasha dozes against my neck. Asra and Muriel are watching me reflectively, lost in thought and smiling quietly at the way I tuck the toddler's blanket around them.

I back up against the wall and make a show of snapping my knees shut, curling myself protectively around my charge. "I didn't say that I wanted to start having babies now, I'm a trans man, that shi- that stuff's complicated and I don't have the money!"

"Mpreg -" Portia coughs into her elbow, and I send her an annoyed look.

"Gee, thanks for the reminder of how taboo I'll be, Portia, let's hope I don't turn into someone's personal fetish or ick."

"Hey," Lucio cuts in with a slight pout, "Why didn't we have any kids, Noddy?"

Nadia fixes him with a stone-cold stare while everyone else looks at him in horror.

"Oh, you know why."

[cirilla-fiona-riannon]

Heart, Exposed by an Aphrodisiac Premium

This is simply a fan translation and is not intended as a replacement for the game. Expect some inaccuracies and errors.

Mitsuki: "Then let me at least make you some tea."

Mitsuki: "I just received some medicine from an acquaintance."

After informing Galileo, I took a cup from the cupboard and poured warm tea into it, mixing the medicine from a small bottle I took out of my bag.

Mitsuki: "Um, is it okay if I also drink it?"

(Faust mentioned that it also has preventive effects.)

I wouldn't mind catching his cold if it helped him get better, but he probably wouldn't want that.

(I don't think he's really a cold person.)

Galileo: "Do as you please."

Though his words sounded indifferent, I was glad he didn't refuse.

Holding the two cups, I returned to his side.

Mitsuki: "Here, this one's for you."

We sat side by side on the sofa and sipped our tea together.

(It's not too hot, yet not too cold.)

Mitsuki: "It's my first time drinking it, but it's surprisingly easy to drink."

It didn't taste bitter at all, despite the herbs being mixed in. Even a child could easily drink it.

Galileo: "Yeah."

After savoring the tea, he placed the cup on the table and sighed.

Galileo: "It's getting hot in here."

He quietly loosened his collar, exposing his slightly sweaty neck.

Mitsuki: "He’s so sexy and beautiful..."

Mitsuki: "!!"

(Crap, did I just say that out loud!?)

Feeling uneasy, I looked at him, and he met my gaze.

Galileo: "Funny you should say that. Neither of those words are even remotely close to me."

Mitsuki: "That's not true."

Mitsuki: "Your mysterious purple eyes, your hair, and your voice—they're all beautiful."

Without understanding why, I found myself expressing my honest feelings.

(Why am I saying these things?)

Despite feeling strange about it, I couldn't stop. Moreover, the embarrassing words spilling out of my mouth made my body feel warm.

(Even my breath feels hot. I wonder why.)

(It's as if I took some kind of weird medicine.)

At that moment, I suddenly realized something.

(Come to think of it, Faust gave me an aphrodisiac before that makes it impossible to hide one's true feelings.)

I might have left it in my bag without realizing it.

Mitsuki: "Did I mistakenly put the aphrodisiac instead of the medicine?"

Galileo: "What?"

Galileo frowned when he heard my words.

I frantically searched my bag and found another bottle.

Mitsuki: "I knew it. This one's the remedy."

Galileo: "What are you talking about?"

(Ah...)

Mitsuki: "I'm sorry! I accidentally put a different medicine."

I bowed my head, realizing the gravity of what I'd done.

Galileo: "Did you just say aphrodisiac?"

Mitsuki: "Well, it's more like a medicine that makes it impossible to hide your true feelings."

When I told him honestly, his eyes widened slightly.

Galileo: "A medicine that makes it impossible to hide your true feelings?"

Mitsuki: "I'm sorry, I've done something terrible."

Mitsuki: "I always end up doing something stupid. You probably hate me now. Ah!"

Once again, I panicked and covered my mouth, realizing I had said something unnecessary.

(What should I do? I'm so embarrassed.)

Mixed emotions welled up inside me, and tears started to well up.

(I'm the one who caused all this trouble, so I shouldn't cry about it.)

I gripped my hand tightly, trying to hold back my tears.

Galileo: "When did I say that I hate you?"

Mitsuki: "Eh?"

I blinked my eyes in confusion, thinking I just heard it wrong.

Galileo: "..........."

He had the same embarrassed expression as if he had unintentionally let something slip, just like me.

Mitsuki: "But I'm always causing trouble…"

Galileo: "That's right. You keep intruding no matter how many times I warn you not to get involved, but..."

Galileo: "I've never hated you."

Galileo: "In fact, I find people like you who earnestly pursue something quite commendable."

Galileo: "Although I find you annoying, I sometimes also end up thinking about you."

Mitsuki: "!"

After he finished speaking, he furrowed his eyebrows.

Galileo: "Seems like I unintentionally said unnecessary things. This one's a nasty potion."

(But are those really Galileo's true feelings?)

I couldn't tell if my pounding heart was due to the potion or because I’d heard his true feelings.

Mitsuki: "I'm glad you think of me that way."

Mitsuki: "Um, I also feel the same about you!"

I tried to lean forward after saying that, but my unsteady body, affected by the potion, lost its balance.

We ended up getting tangled with each other, with me almost pushing him down onto the sofa.

In a reflex to steady me, he wrapped his hands around my back, and our gazes met at a close distance, his purple eyes almost drawing me in.

Mitsuki: "You're really beautiful."

(I can't stop myself now.)

As I felt the heat of his touch, I found myself thinking it would be okay to expose all my true feelings to him.

Part 1 ╎ Part 2 ╎ Premium ╎ Epilogue

[junoiscringe]

Vesuvia Weekly: "What Nobody Else Knows"

I usually don't post any fanworks on here, but!!! I came across an abandoned asra oneshot that I was writing a while ago that fit this prompt quite well! It's quite a short drabble, but I hope it's well received :3

I let out a satisfied hum and stretched my arms into the air above me. I revelled in the feeling of the warm sunlight on my closed eyelids, before willing myself into an upright position. I had been lying across the width of the bed with my legs hanging off the edge. Asra was leaning against the bed with their head resting between my thighs, surprisingly still awake despite the lack of conversation in the last fifteen minutes. He’d usually have nodded off in a situation like this. 

A hot, slow summer afternoon. Not many people had been milling around outside and we didn’t have any readings scheduled, so Asra and I closed the shop because, according to him, ‘It’s just too hot to sit behind a counter all day!’ So we dragged our bodies up the stairs to our room and sat on our bed instead. Or at least, I did. Asra decided they preferred the floor.

“Oh, you’re awake?” He tilted his head back to look at me, a soft smile on his face.

“I wasn’t sleeping.” I replied, reaching over to brush some hair away from his forehead.

His smile shifted into his tell-tale mischievous grin. “Are you sure? You seemed pretty asleep when I called your name five minutes ago.”

“I was ignoring you.” 

They let out a short laugh before returning to whatever they were doing on the floor. “Whatever you say, my love. I promise I believe you.”

I leaned forward to look over the edge of the bed and figure out what had kept him awake longer than me (okay, so I might have dozed off a little, so what?). He was hard at work knitting yet another sweater for Faust, while she curled up in his lap watching him.

Friend! Awake!

What an absolute angel. I love her. I should-

“Sorry, but no. She’s already had treats today. Way too many, actually.” 

Meanie!

“Yeah! What she said!”

Another short, airy laugh, but no reply. It seemed he was steadfast this time.

“How did you even know what I was thinking?”

They tilted their head to the side, knocking it against my right knee before answering the way they always did. “I’ve known you for a long time.”

But this time it hits a little harder. I don’t know, finding out you died and that your best friend and mentor literally gave half his heart to bring you back to life is a pretty world altering revelation. It made me feel a little guilty for not knowing him as well as he knows me. I mean, it made perfect sense when I thought about it. He knew me for years before I died and then had to teach me how to operate like a normal human being after being brought back to life, so of course he knew me inside and out. It made perfect sense. But…

“I’m sorry I don’t remember.”

They let out a dramatic sigh in response, shoulders heaving up and down. I could practically hear the pout in his voice when he replied, “It’s not your fault. If anything, it’s-”

I placed my hand over their mouth to hold back the rest of that sentence.

“Nope!” I stuck out my pinky finger towards him before continuing. “I won’t blame myself, if you won’t blame yourself, got it?”

He smiled before linking our pinkies together in a silent promise. “Seems like you know me quite well, too.”