#look i mumbled this to myself as im trying and emphasis on trying to write

[ali-kitkat]

Damian, after watching his girlfriend do something stupid: How are you alive right now?

Marinette, tired and trying her best: Oh, my love. It's through sheer spite, not on my part though. The gods have decreed me humanity's problem.

[royal-writer]

small thoughts

Mmmm reference? Maybe? Yes... maybe references... not enough clear thoughts to work with these- maybe later-

Amon goes to touch Essätha but he’s shaking becuz he feels so unworthy to do so. She’s such an ethereal creature and he’s murderous scum he shouldn’t- he really shouldn’t- his hands don’t quite touch her as he reaches for her-

Essie just leans into him suddenly and he lets out a relieved sort of sigh and goes to embrace her and run his hands over her back and oh gods you’re so good how do I even? comprehend? Still shaking a little as he buries his face in her hair and holds her tight.

Ess’ nibbling on his neck and whispering the softest, most endearing words to Amon and he just sits there at a loss for words in emotional whiplash.

“You are such a beautiful man. You’re so strong and gentle. You don’t have to worry so much anymore. I have you now, and I’ll keep you safe. You’ve carried too much weight; too much of a burden all by yourself for too long but it’s okay because I can take some of it now. You’ve been doing this alone for far too long. You’re so brave, but you don’t have to anymore. You’re such a generous, dignified, commendable man and you’re deserving of all the world and its riches. I love it when you smile; you should always wear one. You have the kindest heart. I want nothing more than you, and to love you. You are so special. So extraordinary. I just want you to see it, and feel it, too. You’re my first and my last choice. I want to share everything with you; all the good and bad experiences. You’re the best, safest, warmest, most amazing part of my life and I love you. I’ll cherish you, always; and your good heart. I’ll protect you, always. You are worthy of this happiness; you are worthy of being loved. You are so wonderful; so grand and I adore everything inside of you. I would change not a thing about who you are, m’lord Amon. You are as you are because of these things, and I love you; all of you. I love all of you, my sweet, previous Lord Amon.”

The gently-spoken “I’ve got you; I’ll always have your back ” murmured in Essatha’s ear as Amon clutches her tightly to his chest; holding her protectively.

Delicately touching the other’s wrist/palm for acknowledgement, and the other grasping their hand. Holding it for a moment, before interweaving fingers. Little coaxed smiles and shy, warm glances and the faint impression of smiles and slightly pink faces.

Essätha waking up to Amon holding her face and she’s trying to blink the sleep out of her eyes and mumbles tiredly and he just-

“I’m sorry for waking you up I... I just had to see your eyes, and make sure this was real. That you are really here.”

And her chest feels all light and warm like sunshine staring into his awed expression as she leans in to kiss him lightly but nah- Amon just sorta- deep kiss. Oh okay- Ess is a bit startled by this but that’s more than alright she can go with this.

Touching/kissing/holding each other and only being able to say “You’ve no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.”

It’s been 5 minutes since you’ve last kissed me wth does that even mean?

I was Suffering in front of the others; I wasn’t finished when they’d walked in on us now I can continue in privacy.

The first time Essätha calls Amon ‘M’lord’ and really drawls it out like a tease but she sees how flustered it gets him and just... sly smile... I’m going to remember That yes sir~

Amon calling Ess’ ‘my darling’ for the first time in a softened coo and perhaps other petnames were fine but the way her eyes shine with this one in the light of the fading sun and her awestruck look and blushing maroon cheeks and gaping mouth gods- “my darling Essätha” he repeats with more emphasis. It sounds so right and she’s giggling shyly and it’s so surreal to see her acting with such almost naive innocence over something like that I Love It.

Essätha caressing the faint scars on Amon’s body with a frown and going into a ramble about how he needs to be more careful! And he just lays back and smiles lazily as she does so, watching the fiery, stubborn look in her eyes. Promising he’ll try his best as she grows more irate by these little marks on his body and he just has to shake his head at all her fuss.

Had anyone really ever bothered even acknowledging these things? Nah, that’s not what he paid women for, and the gentlewomen mostly tried to pretend they didn’t exist. Commenting on his power sure, but with the price it came with at times... shuddering a bit as she places almost angry kisses against some of the marks like that’d make em disappear. Such a worried, fussy woman, he muses and gently runs his fingers through her hair.

Not even asking, becuz it’s cold, and Essie just stalks over to where Amon is and plops down next to him. The most FURIOUS of looks. Reaching over, taking the edge of his cape to flick it around her as she scoots into his side and rests her head on his shoulder with a huff.

Amon doesn’t even question it just- gently rubbing a hand against her opposite side. My poor cold bby; shivering all pathetic, pouting out her lip. Grouch.

Oh he has Ways of Warming You Up my darling Essätha. He supposes he should start with those pouty lips though (;

Worst Thought Ever: after the initial softness of their afterglow after gettin frisky for the first time, and Ess just tiredly, a bit uncomfortably asks if he needs her to leave and... the horror/pain written in Amon’s face.

I would /destroy myself/ before I’d write such an au but asdjg

“If... that is what you wish. But I would much rather you stay.”

So Awkward on both parts. Amon doesn’t understand this tactic she plays in full; why she would bring up such a thing after such an intimate moment (did she not enjoy it, what was wrong, etc) and Ess’ stuck between following what was now natural to her and the... longing to just lay there and be held. Because it felt Nice. Amon’s bare chest felt Nice. Mmm maybe? she could sleep here?

OKAY BUT my Runner of a child running straight into Amon’s arms??? And either the weight of her hitting him causes him to stumble a bit or when he catches her twirling her around??? And just holding her as tight as he can as she clings to him??? Good content. She has found someone to run too from now on. She has found home. Im cry.