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bunji-enthusiast · 4 months ago

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Requester ⇨ [Hi this is my first time. Can I ask for Lancelot and Tristan (separately) with sassy bubbly s/o who they’ve known their whole life and how their relationship is like. If it’s not to much could you add their nicknames for each other and the cute things they do for their s/o Thank you.]

Heyyyy! Happy to be the very first one you requested! We can always depend on these two boys for the fluff :D also sorry if you see the way my posts are set up, I'm trying to find something to work with that I feel okay with.

Content || grammar errors, sassy banter, fluff, headcanons, gender-neutral reader.

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗, 𝚋𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 (𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚗!)

Tristan generally loves you very much, even before the two of you were official! But every time you exude such a sassiness that he cannot, he can't help but laugh. The prince of Liones he may be, but you can just call him the prince of laughter. He can't help it, it sets him off every time!

There is one main similarity between the both of you, and that is your bubbly sides. Lots of your friends and even both your families just make major comparisons this way, which you never seem to hear the end of. Tristan however just loves when you can seem so happy, kind and full of life.

The one strengthening factor behind your relationship, is that you two have known each other for as long you can remember since childhood and even into your teenage years. Tristan knows every little detail; what you like, what you dislike, what you hate and your favorite memories. He can't really help but be in-love with every single aspect of you.

Tristan does worry quite a lot when you are out on missions, but he does often get reminded about how resilient you can be - especially with the amount of comments you make in combat. The nephilim is still left with worry though even when you do come back; did you get injured, burned, or imprisoned? the amount of things run ample through his mind enough.

He is a very avid and proud lover, just like his father. Though he is less perverted, as he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable. Tristan always likes to be very open about his love toward you, even if he does find himself with a blushing expression.

with all lovers, there is a connection that trescends the apparent obvious understanding. The way you know Tristan like the back of your hand when he is happy, or worried. The way he knows you when you are bashful or even sad.

He is unusually reminded and wonders if you have a lack of moral guidance when you are quite sassy, not even barring to hold back the blunt words that spill from your lips towards enemies and knights of chaos. Tristan wonders just what had happened to you when he had not been around in each other's earlier years.

Even if there are things about yourself that your insecure, Tristan is that kind of boy that will love all your insecurities for you. He has enough love going around, so he will love those as well. The prince will not take your self-deprecation if he doesn't at least refute it every time with a compliment, he hates when you see yourself that way.

In the privacy of his room, he certainly sees a side to you that no one else would be able to. You're far more soft and albeit grumpier when sleepy, but lots and lots of cuddles ensue, though somewhat whine and complain that he can be a bit cold.

If you end up sick, he just ruffles and pats your hair when you complain about it with snarky and sassy comments. But he won't just stop there, Tristan will help you work through it. Soup, warm cloth and even drawing you a bath.

Sometimes in tense moments, just to stay grounded, you two mouth to one another: 'I love you'. It generally helps, quite a lot. As he does find emotions difficult to deal with often, but just saying that alone helps him stay tethered to the earth.

This nephilim loves, loves, loves to give you gifts. In about anything, he finds that reminds him of you is something he will give to you as a gift. Tristan does hope that you don't find this annoying though, he just cares about you very much.

He knows you can defend yourself when being insulted, so when you fire one right back -- he just smiles. Tristan can't help but be proud, he doesn't know why but he just is. He loves when you don't just take it, and defend yourself (if verbally, or even physically).

Tristan loves holding hands with you if possibly, only particularly at appropriate times. The prince is very huge on PDA, and loves being affectionate with you. Though he often hears a lot of jesting from you whilst you hold hands with him, Tristan knows, and just grins.

You most likely lead half the conversations, seemingly always able to find something to say. He doesn't mind, and occasionally gives input when he feels he needs too. He isn't an avid talker most of the time, and tends to be quite formal anyway, so he just opts for listening to you. There are always jokes in each and every one of your conversations, your the one making them.

In the more quiet moments, Tristan and you will dance together. Maybe even bumble over each other's footsteps and laugh about it, and touching each other's foreheads and talking about things that bother you or things that brightened your day.

However, it doesn't mean your the only talker. Tristan may be quiet when you talk, but he can have a lot of things to say as well. Though he always just wants you to know he's actually listening to the things your saying.

Tristan isn't much of a nickname giver, but he does have many affectionate nicknames he reserves just for you alone; angel, darling, my love, and my light.

However the nicknames he has for you when you are being completely sassy are different; grizzly, my little philosopher, biscuit, and sunshine. However he always means them with love, he swears! Tristan generally just calls you these nicknames, and you just get even sassier. He loves it.

The two of you play into each other's playful sides, which can be a bit worse for wear, but it always ends up with memories you can look back on with fondness.

You two can quite literally be the perfect match for eachother, considering how laid-back and playful he can be at times, so the both of you are always met with back and forth comments from one another. Sometimes, there is a point to where the others are still surprised that you both have the energy to behave toward each other in such a way.

Lancelot does admire your more bubbly aspects however, and somewhat envies you for it. He wishes he can still have that energy, back to his earlier years of childhood with you. Lancelot can't match it as easily anymore, but he is reminded very fondly every time that side of you comes out. His gaze always lingers on you, not daring to stray for as long as possible, he always wants to burn those expressions into memory.

Beyond the relationship, even before knowing you, he feels a deep sense of despair as if something will happen. Something beyond his control, he feels that with each and every person he comes to hold dear of course. But with you, it delves even deeper, even more worse than before. Lancelot feels at a loss when this feeling surfaces, reminding him of previous failures (lance, please be kind to yourself). He is unsure when this sentiment truly comes to pass. Sometimes even with your sunshine, he still is reminded.

Whenever and however, if Lancelot ends up being the victim of your sassy comments, he just shrugs it off and continues the conversation. It just often shocks others as he usually is quick to bite back, but it didn't happen this time around, not with you.

It helps wholly, that he had known you for as long as he could remember. So even before being official, Lancelot can remember even the most seemingly insignificant details about you. Anything that he remembers, is something he considers of large importance after all. So maybe one day your met with a gift, something you mention offhandedly you liked, just one time. He looks away and says it was just something he saw on the way back, Lancelot will not admit he actually remembered that.

He isn't necessarily a touchy person compared to his father, but Lancelot will hold your hand if you wanted to, with very grumpy comments. You just tease him when he does accept it, to which he just lazily refutes.

Lancelot will defend you if you happen to be insulted, but if you do end up defending yourself, he happily accepts that with a proud-ass smile. He knows you can defend yourself verbally, but the comments you fire right back inspire him. New material for insults.

Often, he ends up cooking for you. You will not find him actually willingly doing that for anyone else, but you alone. Lancelot remembers few of your favorite recipes off the top of his head, so he cooks the appropriate meal concurrent with the time of the day. He definitely had inherited his ability to cook so well from his father, but had made it even better the more he had cooked.

On missions, he tends to worry about you. Out of habit, as he doesn't want anyone he cares about to get hurt, will shadow you the best he can. If he is able to of course, other times he will simply have to trust that you can take care of yourself and come back okay.

Lancelot is a quiet and subtle lover, but you can very much tell easily how much he loves you through acts of service (I will continuously iterate that he is an acts of service lover, sue me). He often will do chores on your behalf, or even patrol with you as often as he can, he can't really find himself doing anything else otherwise lest he actually has something he needs to prioritize.

Sometimes he actually hates that you can understand him, like 'how or why do you know this about me so easily?' You should be far away from his heart. Yet, you wormed so far in and deeply into his heart that he cares for you in a way he would no one else. Lancelot in turn does understand you as well as you do him, so he can catch even the smallest things. Example for telling, that subtle shift in your demeanor.

Such subtle things aren't left unnoticed by either you or Lancelot. maybe his jaw is clenched for some reason, you lightly tell him to unclench. He does. What if your hand was tightened and formed into a fist? Lancelot gently taps the knuckle of your hand with the back of his finger, curled in a way of subtle worry.

It's as if a complete shift in your demeanor when you are insecure (be it very few, or plenty), he will softly tell you something completely positive as an opposite. Lancelot finds it reassuring he was born with the ability to read hearts, i.e the mind in extension. Your thoughts are something that are much easier to read when you have bouts of these moments, and it is much easier for him to help you through it. He understands in a way, but hopes that you can overcome such insecurities one day.

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bunji-enthusiast · 2 months ago

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Could you do Tristan Lancelot and nasiens jealousy hc thing where someone is jealous of there relationship with their s/o and tries break the relationship up

“What? Hell No!”

Jealousy can be quite the unhealthy thing sometimes, particularly within or toward relationships. Each section may vary on length due to how well I was inspired, I also just used a random name for the jealous person in question.

Anyway, hope this is to your liking! :)

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬

A deep unearthly heart, cries to the walls that confined it. The deep gestures were rather wounding, royal and peasant. The little insipid peanut was touching Tristan! You had dared to touch the prince of Liones, when you were meant to be far away from the white-haired prince.

No wonder, that you had unwillingly earned the glares and discontent from unsuspecting onlookers whom deigned your affection from one another. It wasn't really that easy to simply shake off, way too hard to do so anyway. You just tried to stay calm, and smile like you always do when you were around your lover, but you couldn't suppress the chill up your spine you get when you even garnered an ounce of affection toward Tristan.

Surely though, you were bound to be casted with such glares, you were prepared an expected such a thing since it was known and obvious that your relationship with Tristan existed. Just more out in the open now.

Yet, within the days passing you were unsure if you could handle the unbearable extent of the pressure. But you didn't want to bring up you worries with Tristan, after all, he had enough on his plate as a knight of apocalypse. But it was then and there, that you wondered just how long this cold go on before the gaze of your jealous onlooker only remained that -- a gaze. You wondered if they were truly going to act on their intent.

Tristan Liones, the prince of Liones, was nestled in a secluded garden of the palace with you, his significant other, enjoying a rare moment of peace. The garden, lush and blooming under the soft golden light of the setting sun, provided a tranquil refuge from the whirlwind of royal duties and battles. Tristan, in his usual blue and gold attire with his long silver hair catching the sunlight, had his arm wrapped around you, his expression relaxed and his usual stern demeanor softened by your presence.

As you both laughed over a shared joke, the sound of footsteps on the gravel path alerted you to an unwelcome presence. From the shadows, a figure emerged—Elara, a once-trusted noblewoman from a neighboring kingdom with a burning jealousy in her eyes. She had long harbored resentment toward the relationship between you and Tristan, feeling that she deserved his attention and favor more than anyone.

Underneath her graceful exterior, a dark, scheming intent brewed. She approached with a false smile, her voice dripping with honeyed malice as she inquired about your plans for the upcoming royal event.

You had already stepped forward and began your conversation with Elara, leaving Tristan to watch the both of you as it went.

"So, what do you plan to do? I could help you pick out a dress," Elara said, grinning as she held out her hand toward you. You shrugged, somewhat deigning confusion.

"That's really nice of you, but I think I got it." You nodded, putting your hands on your hips. "But I'm happy to see you there, right?"

Beneath, her blood almost boiled with anger and resentment. Elara was oh so close to just merely getting rid of you, but she sighed, gritting her teeth through a forced smile.

"Yes, I do hope to see you there."

Tristan’s gaze sharpened, sensing the underlying hostility. He gently squeezed your hand, his protective instincts kicking in. You turned your gaze, albeit subtly as you had noticed the squeezing of your hand right as can be.

Unperturbed, Elara proceeded with her veiled threats and subtle manipulations, trying to sow discord and drive a wedge between you and Tristan.

Her attempt was not just about personal gain but also a strategic move to destabilize the harmony within the royal family, hoping to exploit any cracks she could create.

Tristan's blue and emerald eyes, usually calm, now glinted with a stormy intensity as he silently vowed to shield you from her venomous schemes. His resolve was palpable, a mix of fierce loyalty and the unyielding determination of a prince and Holy Knight, ready to confront any threat to protect the love that meant the world to him. It truly was quite the complicated world to be in, when it came to royal and civilian (albeit you being a fellow knight) relationships.

Pressure was something undoubtedly difficult.

𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐭

Honestly, it would be a rarity to figure out that there would be anyone that would hold any jealousy of your relationship together. There isn't a lot alive who know about Lancelot, as he doesn't hold a lot of popularity among being the prince of Benwick. But there if there is, it could be a few former fairy friends that Lancelot used to have.

Among the thresholds of cruelty and malcontent, he may as well have stopped being friends with the insipid fairies for good reason. At each corner, at each four ends of the world he could only find liars and cheaters. Which had, at least casted him as an outlier due to his high walls and blunt aspect of his personality.

When word spread to the tiny nestled kingdom, or perhaps even throughout the land where there is those whom know him. It is full of surprise, his parents were both surprised but happy for their boy, and there are those who are just very much cool about the news. A small speck of resentment and jealousy had sparked however.

You certainly didn't expect to have such chills washing over you, the rubbish goose-bumps appearing then leaving as they were. It had left you wondering for sure, and they had only happened whenever you were near or even close to Lancelot.

Even if you had known about whomever seemed to be jealous of you two, Lancelot had already handled and took care of the situation. Reasonably, of course, he wasn't ill-mannered after all.

It was apparently to your surprise Cedric, one of Lancelot's former fairy friends, if he could even call them that however. Though, he had calmly resolved the situation and heard out Cedric, and from there had managed to direct him to better people to help manage his issues.

Cedric was one of his old friends back before he disappeared alongside with his attendant Jericho, and in knowing how suddenly powerful and strong he's got, loosely in the know about the extent of his chivalry (even toward you, but you knew how awkward Lance could be sometimes) as well.. had made Cedric jealous. So the fairy ended up confronting the blonde prince.

𝐍𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐬

There really isn't an ounce of jealousy or resentment that could be felt from anyone around you, Nasiens couldn't feel anything about it. They simply felt nothing, otherwise they were pretty much happy and content with their relationship with you.

If there truly was any jealousy that could be found, it would probably be hints of envy from Nasiens' friends that they somehow had found a lover or had been far more established way before they all did.

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