#lysander fluff

[allmcl]

Hii, could you do a high school Lysander (and Armin if it not to much) headcanon or another, where candy don't have a good relationship with her family (she rarely sees them and she lives with her aunt) so in the holiday they normally don't celebrate it, and don't mind being alone.

LYSANDER AND ARMIN, WHEN THEIR S/O DOESN´T GET ALONG WIHT THEIR FAMILY . . .

pairing. lysander, armin x gn!reader

genre. fluff.

setting. established relatonship, story situates in mcl hsl life

content warning. mentions of family issues

author’s note. i tried to do my best!! hope you like it

✧. - ̗̀ LYSANDER . . .

Personally, I think Lys would be the worst off finding out that you don't get along with your parents, mainly because he was always a very homely person, and loved spending the holidays with his family.

"I promise, Lys, it's not that terrible" You tried to calm him down

"There's no way I'm letting you spend the holidays alone."

He sounded so confident, you couldn't say no when he invited you to spend Christmas with his families on the farm.

IT WAS EVERYTHING SO WARM,

he told you every single story he had there

you even baked cookies together, and decorated the home together

ge literally made you feel like you lived there with them😭😭

his parents adored you and made you feel at home (although they mistook you for rosa a couple of times)

and, by the way, rosa was also there for leigh, of course, so her presence also made you feel more comfortable.

Even Lys bought you a gift for Christmas, you literally almost cried on the spot

sweetest boy ever fr

✧. - ̗̀ ARMIN . . .

SO CONFUSED

he always had a pretty close relationship with his parents, so he genuinely felt bad the moment you told him that you rarely saw them

At first, he tried to help you become closer to them, to find out why you didn't get along too well.

However, when you told him that things were just like that, he didn't want to pressure you, but he wasn't going to let you spend the holidays alone either.

He loved these times, and he couldn't imagine you being alone during them

(so he FORCED you to agree to spend them with him at his house).

His parents also welcomed you very well

I feel like Christmas at Armin's house is SO much fun.

like they´re just so cool, always playing board games and staying in the table after dinner for so long just to talk about their day

You helped a lot with the preparations, although Armin kept you busy because he wanted you to play the console together (and Alexy dragged you to spend time with him too lol)

The twins really made sure you felt comfortable with them, and it was one of the best holidays you ever had.

©allmcl !

[maltesegeek96]

Art done by the brilliant @pythonpie

The beastly Prince Lysander smiling, keeping a supportive hand on his son Cael. The young boy laughing as he balances on top of the wall.

[verystrxxwberry]

Hi honey, hope u doing well

May I ask for some headcanon about Castiel and Candy marrige life?

MY CANDY LOVE; married life with Castiel!

♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: SFW, Castiel x reader, fluff, long post, probably misspellings!! ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hii! This request was very cute, yet my mind isn't very clear, and I truly hope I wrote coherent stuff. I hope you enjoy it! ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•.

You lived in Castiel’s apartment since the day you married, though it felt as if you already lived there even before getting an official wedding. It is a big, cozy apartment for the both of you, and he is more than happy to have you around. You two would equally pay for things, though expect Castiel to have a sugar daddy complex and try to spoil you for everything.

Castiel has always been willing to invest his best effort to make sure that your relationship works healthily and greatly. No matter if he is busy with his tours or composing some of his songs, he wants to give you enough attention as well. And when Castiel is in love, he is very attentive and romantic!

He looks at his ring in awe, remembering the meaning behind it. And when he is holding your hand, he raises it gently to kiss the exact spot where your ring is, his eyes shinning with love. It makes him feel so excited and lucky inside.

Even if he is used to waking up besides you, his heart still quickens when he opens his eyes and sees you right there. A soft smile appears on his face, feeling very lucky to having deserved the title of your husband. He’d admire your calm behavior, memorizing every single feature of your face, his smile growing with affection. His hand would carefully massage your scalp, making sure it only helps you to relax even more, not to wake you up.

He takes advantage of your sleeping form to go and prepare breakfast for you two. Then he brings it to bed.

Castiel is well aware of your preferences, so he’d basically spoil you for special breakfasts, lunches and dinners. The anniversary dinners are the better ones! He prepares the whole house with sweet candles, making the lightning give a more intimate and romantic environment. 

Completely trusts you to dye his hair! It’s a part of the monthly routine at this point, and you two have a lot of fun when you’re doing that. You take funny pictures of him, and he absolutely adores every single one of those pics as they save all the fun you had. 

He loves to take pictures of the most special moments with you. He even takes secret pics of you so he can stare at them when he is in a tour. He constantly gets teased by his bandmates about being such a simp, yet he shows his ring and proudly says “well, who’s married and loved and who’s not?”

When he is doing a tour, he makes sure to have morning and night calls just to check on you. He loves to hear you ramble about whatever crosses your mind. And even if he teases you about talking too much, he absolutely adores seeing your talkative side. It has been normal for both of you to see him go on a tour. He’ll always bring you some gifts from wherever he has gone, but good news…

Most of the time, whenever you’re free, he is kidnapping you to another country so he doesn’t miss you every single night. Of course, to do this he had to have a talk with his band members like “would you agree if I bring my spouse on our tours..?” 

And hell yeah, he achieved to make them agree! His relationship with you is known, he might post stuff with you on his Instagram and be proud about having you as his spouse. And expect this man to post stories with pics of you and 300 emojis of 😍💕 

Castiel is so in love. Even after any concert he gives a grateful speech where he always thanks you for being a great support on his career.

He can give you free guitar classes if you’d like too. And if you like to sing, he could be the guitar and you could be the voice. Though expect him to praise you a lot.

Oh, yes, the only problem… he might play his guitar late at night, when he needs to practice for any future concert, when he needs to unwind or when he is simply bored. The moment you let him know that he’s bothering you, he’d go quickly to bed like a sad puppy and apologize, filling you with kisses and hugs.

Castiel is very clingy when you both are in private! Even though he isn’t scared of being clingy in public, keeping his hand casually on your waist, planting short kisses on your cheek… but when you both are in private, expect him to be all over you. He’d have an arm around your shoulders so you can rest your head on his chest, as his free hand place your legs over his. And let’s not forget about the spontaneous kisses! He’d surely give you small kisses on your head, forehead, cheek, and finally lips.

Those cold winter noons, when the sun is finally hid and the day is ending, he’d keep you by his side on the couch, under a blanket and cuddling you as you see a random show or movie on the TV.

When you both can have a stable economy, every anniversary would result in traveling to some foreign country! Castiel has been in some places already, but the experience of going with you is definitely different and much better.

There would be a part of your daily routines where you both go on a walk with your pet (because it is a must to have a dog if you're living with Castiel, my bad) together and simply yap about whatever comes through your mind. And Castiel is very talkative as well. It is very easy to have fun with him and the laughs are always assured.

Castiel is very supportive with whatever you like, always pushing you to achieve your dreams. You also do the same for him, and he naturally wants to see you happy for achieving things in your life. He worries a lot about your mental health.

But he also worries a lot about your physical health, reaching the point of going out of the apartment to smoke so he doesn’t bother you (and he’d fill his clothes with perfume so the tabaco is subsided and doesn't bother you). 

And whenever you get sick, he truly hopes to be there and take care of you since the beginning. It hurts him in the heart when he is in a practice and receives the message of you having temperature :(. He makes his best to leave as soon as possible and then rushes to go back home, he can’t leave his spouse feeling dead while he is away!

Has a whole album of pics since your teen years until the recent ones which he fills every year and during the anniversary night, as you both are together cuddling in bed, he opens it and shows all the new pics that had been collected in the past year.

Night routines are always important, and he definitely wants you to teach him how to do a proper skincare routine, so his skin is always bright and stunning. 

I'm sure he'd trust you to shave his beard when it starts growing.

He is cuddly during the night and very talkative if he’s got the energy. So you two would lie down, sometimes his head on your chest or the other way around. Then your dog would join to bed and you three would be a happy family in bed!

Castiel likes to take you to some of the first spots where you both had your first dates as teens and do the same stuff again just to feel nostalgic.

At some point in your lives he’ll give you the speech of considering having kids. He’d love to have kids with you, the excitement of seeing you pregnant and taking care of you during that time is a thought that has crossed his mind lots of times. And damn he truly wishes. He wants to be a proud grandpa of his grandchildren and educate them, play with them and see them grow up.

In conclusion, you’re the softest spot of this man, and he is bragging whenever he can about having built an incredible life with his favorite person!

✰; remember to reblog and like to support my content, I hope you enjoyed it!

[ofsupernovcs]

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Lysander hadn't seen Wesley in a while. Between his mind regaining his memories and not sure where his allegiance lies, he needed guidance. Wesley was the smartest person he knew. Lysander took a deep breath as he saw the familiar figure. There was a sad smile.

"Wesley." He said. "Can I request a conversation with you?"

[nymphea0]

His Youngest Wife

Yan! Count Lysander Albert x Wife Reader

Manhwa : Marronnier Farm Near by the Imperial Palace / Marronnier Farm Next to the Imperial Palace / 宮殿の隣のマロニエ農場 / 皇宮裡的馬洛尼埃農場 / 황제궁 옆 마로니에 농장 / My Farm by the Palace​

Author/Illustrations : Jung yeon / Ollcha(Art)

Manhwa : Fluff / Comedy / Fantasy Manhwa (17-18+).

Ilustrations Acount : ollcha🐥🕯

Count word : 1585 word.

HAPPY NEW YEARS MY DEARS🦋🎆. Is late but hope this years all our wishlist will be came true. this is the fic that i promised a few days ago, i hope you like old men like Lysander hahaha, he's so handsome, i can't hold back, and the fact the manhwa was warm slice of life genre and comedy, and all the chara was good and chef kiss! I think soons i will make other chara in this manhwa🤭, anyways, enjoy my story, i try my best to make it fluff but i guess is fail? Well, i hope you all have a happy new year, much love- Neva🦋🦋

might have some bad grammars, correct me if there are any mistakes in the words in the story I wrote. Anyways i hope you all enjoys my story,love.- Neva🦋🦋

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In the Bratania Empire, a prosperous, wealthy and stable Empire. Led by Emperor Iskandar Lionslore Deon Alekto. A handsome young emperor aged 22 years.

Under the emperor's division. There are 4 holy knight commanders

Namely;

Commander of the Holy Wood Knight of the High Elf Family.

Commander of the Holy Flame Knight of the High Vampire 'Noble One.'

Commander of the Warbear Family Knight.

Last was Commander of the Holy Wind Knight of the Golden Cat Sith Family. A 19-year-old cat fairy boy.

But... there is one noble who is right beside the emperor, Count Lsyander Albert.

The man who holds the responsibility for the internal affairs of the imperial palace and is also the direct representative of all Pro-Commoners.

The man who has entered his thirties, unfortunately... does not have a wife.

The reason is quite simple, namely because he is too busy working and does not have time to think about household problems.

Until one day, here he was, standing in front of the emperor who was busy staring at the small hut, watching his farmer neighbor and saying ideas that didn't make sense to him.

"Your Majesty, I believe that the idea of ​​getting married at my age of 3 years old, is somewhat unethical"

Is, the emperor who was busy staring at his neighbor's house just snorted biasedly.

"Count. You know your age is no longer young, ethical or not, there is no prohibition for someone to marry, old or young as long as it is in accordance with the law"

Is looked at the count then patted the count's shoulder gently.

"Count, are you worry theres no one women want you?"

"Your Majesty?!"

Count Lysander stared in disbelief at the emperor's clear words.

As for Is? He just chuckled as he walked away leaving the order, which for Albert was very difficult.

"You have 2 weeks, Count, get married or you will take care of all the internal work of the empire"

The Count just sighed roughly, while thinking in his mind, where could he find a wife?

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For a week he searched for a wife, nobles, highborn ladies, even commoners to smallfolk he searched, but none of them fit his criteria.

Until entering the second week .. exactly one day before the 3rd week appeared. He met a woman, from a bankrupt noble family. A baron. A noble with a title but without power or wealth. His old heart beat fast as if he was drinking his favorite coffee even though he was drinking coffee, when he saw you he felt his life was in front of his eyes, he fell in love for the first time.

Working hard in a small grocery store, supporting himself. That woman is you, At first the count courted you in a normal and formal way. But you were too shy and always ran away when you saw him.

Until the count decided to use coercion, kidnapping you by force and marrying you by force.

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You, a young woman who is only 20 years old, still single and has never had a boyfriend, struggling to make a living by running a small grocery store, suddenly a man who is already in his thirties seduces you, for you the man is handsome, of course, from the way he dresses to how neat his hair is, you know, this person is an insider of the emperor. A noble.

Even though you are also a noble, the title of baron that you inherited from your parents means nothing.

But here you are?! In a luxurious room that you are sure, even the bathroom is bigger than the dilapidated hut where you live!

Unfortunately you want to run away but can't, because the one who married you is none other than, Count Lysander Albert. The emperor's official aide as the person in charge of internal imperial affairs and also the representative of the common people.

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Lysander, for the past 2 weeks has been observing his wife carefully, his wife who is so young and beautiful, different from himself who is old and looks more like a father than a husband.

During the day, Lysander did not dare to sleep in the same room or even touch you as the first night of the bride and groom. He felt very inappropriate to be with you.

Until one day, Lysander accidentally passed the garden in his residence. Seeing his beautiful and pretty wife, chatting friendly with several noble ladies there.

But the topic of their conversation was what made him silent and wipe his face.

Lady Istar and Lady Maurien. The two women openly spoke so brazenly and boldly to you.

"Lady... seeing how far your relationship with the count is, I do not expect more, the count is old lady. So lady do not be sad if the count cannot satisfy lady. That is normal, right lady Istar". Lady Mauren with sympathy made to pat your arm gently with fake sympathy.

"If I were you, I will certainly try my best to please the Count with my efforts, haa.. the Count is a perfect husband, even though he is old"

Meanwhile, Lady Istar, could only laugh awkwardly hearing Lady Maurien's bold words!.

"Thank you for your concern, Lady Maurien, but the issue of whether or not my husband is able to give me pleasure, that is my business, not yours. Excuse me"

You decided to leave the garden, arguing with the two noble ladies only drained your energy, for you, Lady Maurien's intentions were very clear. Jealousy, even though the Count was already in his 30s, his handsomeness had not faded at all, unmatched wealth, power equal to the emperor, even, being the emperor's father figure when he was little.

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Tonight, you slept alone as usual, the room was this big. Even the husband who married you by force had not shown his face for the past 2 days. It had been 2 days since you had been married to the count.

You were on the balcony, enjoying the night view, only to be surprised by the door to your room being opened roughly.

Turning around, there you saw, your husband, Count Lysander Albert. With hair that was... quite messy and untidy as usual.

The distance between the room and the balcony was also not that far, you could smell the scent of his expensive musk mint cologne at night with the cold air.

"Wife"

His hoarse voice with a deep that makes your hair stand on end. Lysander, looking at you who is so beautiful tonight, you are always beautiful in his eyes, always and forever. With a simple white nightgown, loose hair that moves softly due to the night wind.

"Wife, do you think.. I am like what they say?"

The sudden question made you think deeply, who does your husband mean as "they"?.

"I don't understand what you mean, husband and-" before you could finish your sentence, you were cut off by him first.

"Old and impotent, can't give you pleasure because I'm old, do you think I'm like that?"

Lysander stood right in front of you, gently holding your chin so that you looked right at him.

"Did... husband hear the conversation in the garden?". You felt that you were walking between fragile ice, just asking the wrong question. It could be that your relationship with your husband who was already distant became even more distant.

"Just answer, yes or no"

With a low growl Lysander stared at me sharply.

"I don't-"

"Are you not sure?"

Roughly and frankly Albert quickly pulled your waist, pressing your lips gently to meet, soft and warm, Lysander expertly explored every inch of your mouth and teeth, making sure every corner remembered him.

Gently releasing your embrace, Lysander brought your foreheads together, speaking softly.

"Wife... I know, I forced you to marry this old man, you must not love me either, but my dear, allow me to love you, show you, that I am not just an old man, I am also not impotent my dear wife"

Lysander gently led you into the room laying you down on the bed gently.

"Allow me, to show you, how good I can make you feel good, make you pregnant, make you the mother of my children in the future"

Lysander kissed your forehead gently, down to your neck and kissed your neck passionately with full of love.

"My love, I will show you, how long I can devour you, cry or beg, don't expect me to stop before you pass out"

That night, lit by the full moon that was willing to peek from the window, illuminating the high and beautiful sky at night.

Lysander or people who knew him as Count Lysander Albert, the prime minister of law under the emperor directly, claimed so confidently his wife for the first time, carrying out their first night that they did not have time to do.

Just when you had passed out unable to keep up with the brutality of your husband Albert. Lysander just stopped, chuckled softly before kissing your forehead affectionately, cleaning your entire body with love until it was clean and putting on his clothes that were big enough for you.

Hugging you gently, Lysander looked at you with love. Lysander whispered softly in the quiet night.

"Sleep my wife, I love you, even if the world ends, I will look for you to the end of the world, my wife. My love"

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Please dont steal my work, or use without my permissions, Always be good people Dear. Much love, Neva🦋🦋.

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[justferhere]

The Notebook | Lysander × Fem!Reader

My Candy Love HSL • Lysander’s birthday

Lys has finished his notebook, and reader has the best surprise for him. Inspired in the end of The Diary of Bridget Jones.

Word Count: 774

Warnings: non, just fluff, creative/crafts lover reader, Lysander and reader have an established relationship, smoking

I wrote this in a insomnia episode and English is not my first language so sorry for mistakes. Hope you enjoy!

“C’mon, Rosaa…” I approached her with my best pleading smile. “I really, really need your help.”

Lys’ birthday was right around the corner, and I had exactly one week to prepare a gift. But what could I possibly give to my Victorian dream of a boyfriend, who outright refused anything expensive and didn’t even want me thinking about getting him a present? It had to be special, something meaningful, something him. I kept thinking and thinking and nothing was as perfect as I wanted.

“Candy, I promise you,” Rosa said, her tone as reassuring as ever, “anything you give him, he’ll love it. He’s not even the kind of guy who cares about gifts. Don’t overthink it. Take him to dinner or something like that.”

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“A gift for Lys, huh…” Castiel leaned lazily against the wall, cigarette in hand, exhaling smoke as he pondered. “You’ve got yourself a tricky one. He’s not exactly... giftable.”

I groaned and sat on the cold floor, utterly defeated. It’s just a gift, Candy. How hard can it be?

Castiel glanced down at me and chuckled before ending his cigarette. “Look, I’ll give you an advice, artist to artist.” His expression softened as he knelt closer. “Make something yourself. Lys would appreciate something you poured your time and effort into, more than anything money can buy. Something unique from yourself. Something that says, ‘you.’”

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Castiel really helped you out but there was still a little problem.

What could I make?

"Are you okay, my love?" Big hands hold my waist, his familiar voice broke through my thought. "Yeah, just thinking. How are you? Want to get lunch together?" His lips kissed my head.

God he was handsome, he had me like the sea dreaming about touching the stars.

"Of course I do,” he replied with a soft laugh. “But first, I need my amazing girlfriend’s talent for finding my notebook. I wanted to show a new song to Castiel before leaving."

That's it.

“Well, your highly skilled seeker is on the case!” I teased, standing on my tiptoes to plant a quick kiss on his lips.

The own Lysander himself have gave me the best idea ever and I couldn't be more excited about it.

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I dropped all the bags with all the materials I needed on my bed.

Lys' notebook was like his entire life. Of the most important things of his life, containing almost every intimate thought from his heart.

His notebook was almost over, a bit damaged from the time used. It's cover worn and its pages threatening to fall apart. He would need a new one soon and the gift couldn't come better.

I got to work.

Took paper, leather, gold sheets, glue, string and all my crafting tools to get to work. For the next days I spended my free time stitching pages, lining cardboard with the deep blue leather and designing the cover.

Gold metal ornaments on the corners and his initials engraved with my most delicate handwriting. I even added a ribbon bookmark with a tiny rabbit charm at the end. It was exactly as how I saw him. Elegance and beauty, secrets and mystery but also sweet and pure.

I wrapped it up, and packed it in my backpack.

...

The day finally came and my nerves couldn't be worse. And after 10 times I tried to take courage and give it to him, I decided to leave it in his locker and wait hidden to see his reaction. I held my breath as I watched him approach.

I was nearly dying.

He opened his locker and left his book a side when he realized the funny rabbit wrapping paper. A soft smile curved his lips, and he chuckled under his breath before carefully peeling it open.

Yeah, I was definitely going to die.

I wanted to go and take the notebook off his hands. Maybe I didn't stitched the pages correctly, or maybe I should have chosen the green leather...

Or maybe it was... perfect.

He was mesmerized. He held the notebook in his hands, his fingers tracing over the gold details and engraved initials. He examined every inch, his expression shifting from curiosity to awe. When he opened it, he found the dedication I had written on the first page:

"I give you my heart for you to keep your secrets safe in it."

He froze for a moment, rereading the words, before pressing the notebook to his chest as if it were the most precious thing in the world.

Definitely the best gift he ever received, and the purest expression of love I could have ever given.

[takumifujiwaraswfe]

MY CANDY LOVE MASTERLIST

✨ - fluff 🍬 - smut 🍭 - angst

Armin

Nothing's here yet

Castiel

Nothing's here yet

Lysander

Nothing's here yet

Nataniel

Nothing's here yet

Kentin

Nothing's here yet

[allmcl]

❤︎ : MCL BOYS AS BOYFRIENDS !!

MCL BOYS . . . and little things about being in a relationship with them + habits they would have.

pairing. ot5 x f!reader

genre. fluff, little bit suggestive.

settle. established relationship ofc, this situates in mcl hsl since they´re teenagers in here.

content warning. mentions of sex in nath´s part but is way too subtle, kissing and the boys being whipped for you.

author´s note. i tried to make this as accurate and long as i could!! i love them so much :(

✧. - ̗̀ CASTIEL . . .

1. he would have such a SOFT spot for you, and it would be so obvious. you are basically the only one who can make him feel better when he is angry, and even though it may not seem like it, it is always very difficult for him to get angry with you. most of the fights you have are mostly in a joking way, mainly because he is way too patient with you, what makes it difficult for you to factually fight, and if it happens it has to be for a good reason. whenever he has a problem, or feels angry for some reason, he turns to you because he discovered that your presence calms him in some way, and he is more likely to take into account what you say about it than what other people say (literally does not care if someone tells him that something he´s doing is rude until you point it out). plus he can't help but give in to your attempts to make him smile when he's upset, which would bother him if it were someone else.

2. he would let you touch his electric guitar (which could result in homicide if someone else tried), he literally wouldn't care at all about trusting it to you. plus, I'm sure castiel would love to teach you how to play it, even if you understand absolutely nothing about music. from time to time he would teach you how to play easy melodies and tease you throughout the process, lovingly of course. it would be adorable to see him excitedly talking to you about something he likes, explaining in his own way how you should hold it, helping you by placing his hands on yours and smiling proudly when you achieve it. he wouldn't care if you couldn't do it, he'd really just enjoy spending time with you laughing when you hit the wrong note or when you forget what he was explaining to you. but it is true that he would be very excited to be able to share that with you.

3. so BOLD. i feel like all the time he would be saying the most out of pocket stuff that would make you blush intensely, and laugh about it because teasing YOU it´s his favorite thing to do. HE HAS NO SHAME, he wouldn't mind saying totally unexpected things in public or private just to see how your face immediately turns red. also would totally make dirty jokes just to watch your expression, also kissing you in public to fluster you would happen very often (i also feel like he wouldn´t do it in front of close friends, but would totally do it in front of strangers.) you could say that his main hobby is definitely embarrassing you.

4. SUCH A HEAVY SLEEPER, you could literally be shouting next to him but he would keep sleeping like a baby, not even MOVING the slightest. it´s funny because the only moment where he would actually wake up because of some movement, it would be when you pull away from his grip while cuddling for any reason. half awake he would simply mumble questions about why you moved, or just blink hard trying to see where you are so he can hug you again. his favorite way to cuddle would be spooning you, i don´t make the rules. he just loves feeling you snuggle against him and pull you closer. he woudn´t mind being spooned either if you liked it, but would prefer it the other way around.

5. he could be SO oblivious sometimes. like, for example, if you changed something in your looks he would take a good few minutes before noticing. or maybe with other things like you being mad. every time you would distance yourself from him because you´re angry, he wouldn´t notice. mainly because i feel like you two totally respect each other when needing space, but after you answering in a very sassy way he would just realize that maybe the reason of you distancing was something bothering you. he tries so hard tho to figure out these things 😭😭

6. used to dying his hair by himself since always, but it just takes a little insistence from you to let you help him. over time, it becomes a habit for both of you, so he always ask for your help whenever he´s about to start his hair treatment. it always ends up being a mess anyway, because he loves to get dye all over you whenever you do it just to annoy you a bit. (he also uses it as an excuse for you to massage his hair when washing it). and in case you would want to dye your hair he would gladly do it for you. but he just finds this moments so cute that he would do it so carefully and gently.

7. suddenly pull you into his lap to make you nervous, but actually enjoys a lot holding you. also loves to hold your waist, like, EVERYTIME. when you´re walking, hes already sliding his arm around ur waist. you two can be hugging and the first thing he would do is wrap his arms around your waist. the same when he´s kissing you, loves to pull you from the waist. would never admit how much he loves laying his head on your chest while cuddling, it soothes him.

8. for some reason i think castiel ignores EVERY message he gets. he´s just too lazy to answer, but only takes the time to answer yours. no matter the time, the place, or what he´s doing, he´ll type something back in response to whatever you sent. is also a huge hater on emojis, he would literally glare at the screen every time you send one. hate stickers too. ALSO HAS YOU AS HE WALLPAPER. would kill anyone who dares to tease about it. his phone has also a secret folder full of cute pictures of you. maybe sleeping, a blurry one walking, laughing, little videos of you two kissing, messing around, and he looks at every single one of them every time he misses you. he would be actually so shy if you ever saw it, he´s just so in love with you what can i say.

9. his kisses are the mos passionate thing ever. is just something about the way he makes you chase after him when he pulls away, the way even though he is normally unintentionally rough he completely changes when his lips are on yours. holding you so close to him by your waist, biting your lips from time to time, teasing you before actually kissing you, tracing the curves of your body while he deepens the kiss. he literally leaves you breathless every. single. time. the only way to fluster him is pulling him by his shirt and kissing him, he enjoys every time you do it even thought when you pull away you can see his blushing face.

✧. - ̗̀ NATHANIEL . . .

1. literally the most shy person at the start of your relationship. i think it would depend a lot when you two started dating. if it´s like in the game, he´ll probably won´t take long before actually being comfortable in the relationship. he´s been in one before, but the difference is that he never felt the way he does with you. i think he would anyway be so nervous to do almost anything. kissing, hugging, even expressing his love for you (which he does unconsciously anyways). he would wait for your consent before trying something like that until you literally have to explain to him that you´re totally fine with all of that.

2. he always find a way to help you anyway he can. it doesn´t matter what you´re struggling with, he will always be there to give you a hand. something i feel like something he always does for you, is remember the little things. i just think that nath is the kind of boyfriend who would be so attentive. he sometimes know you better than yourself, so he will always have your stuff prepared in case you need to go somewhere, he would bring you food he remembers you like, and would totally finish your homework for you when you´re too tired to do it yourself. he literally doesn´t care because he genuinely wants you to rest :(

3. SCARED of public pda. it´s not like a doesn´t want other people to know about your relationship or something, but he would never recover if someone saw you kissing, he´s just like that. anyway he´s totally fine with hand holding, you guys do it all the time. when he walks you home he always find a subtle way to graze his hand with yours until you get the hint (because he´s too nervous to ask you), and finally take his hand in yours. honestly, loves the intimacy it comes with it. loves to hold your hand under the table in a big group of people, while guiding you in crowds, while kissing, literally all. the. time. he takes hand holding even wen you´re both in bed, apart from the act itself, feels that holding your hand is a reminder that there are indeed feelings involved, gently intertwining fingers and gently pressing your hand from time to time in a loving gesture.

4. would love recommending books to you, and reading together. just laying in your lap while reading a book is all he needs to be happy. it´s okay tho if you don´t really enjoy reading, he just likes doing it in your company. in the case you like movies better, he would be fine watching anything you want, but secretly really likes romance movies. i strongly think that he randomly started reading to you at night whenever you stayed with him in his apartment. nath´s voice is so sweet and calm, that it lulls you to sleep almost instantly. also, he probably has the softest hands ever, and even softer every time he plays with your hair, so if you ever have trouble sleeping, you don´t have to worry about that anymore.

5. nath is mostly a light sleeper, and i think he is so prone to have nightmares. he sleeps better every time your next to him because you´re always ready to comfort him in case he wakes up scared. sometimes, when he´s alone and wakes up after having a horrible dream, he would think a lot about what to do since he just can´t sleep right away, the memories of the bad dream still livid. he would finally decide to text you something. if you´re up, he would like to call you and fall asleep while talking to you. if you´re not, he would just listen to your voice audios and try to regain sleep.

6. nath kisses are THE SWEETEST. he just adores kissing you when you´re alone. he always control himself when you´re in a public space, but in school would almost always wait for you both to be alone in the delegates room and would have a short make out sesh. he looks innocent, but he would be so passionate while kissing you. pressing you against the table, nibbling your lips, pulling you closer by the waist, the whole package. but the way he holds you is the purest thing i swear, so delicate and sweet that you get totally confused at the way he kisses you afterwards. he also loves staying there with you, simply hugging and pecking you in the lips form time to time.

7. loves back hugs. giving and receiving them. every time he´s stressed, you come up to him, and you just stay there, carefully squeezing his wait as you engulf him in a big hug. something about it makes him fell at ease, the closeness, the warmth, and the way your arms wrap around his torso and just stay there in complete silence, like you don´t need to say anything. when he´s upset, he does it a lot too and stays there like you´re some kind of charger. while sleeping is the exact same thing. i think we all remember that one episode in mcl where candy lays in nath´s bed and just hug him from behind. well, that´s exactly how i see them cuddling. no all the time tho, if you like being the little spoon is totally okay for him.

8. always sending you encouraging texts through the day: wishing you a good day, reminding you of something, sending some meme he finds funny, LOTS of stickers between texts, and stuff like that that totally brighten your day. also constantly likes to send you pics of his cat, calling you her mom all the time, which never fails to melt your heart. you´re the few people he trust enough to let you play with the little animal, hold her, feed her, and just petting it.

9. i feel like you two almost never really fight, just debate about stuff. but when something actually happens between i actually think nath would give you the silent treatment, in case you´re the one who messed up. also would give you that exasperated expression of him when he´s too stressed, and would be very petty. he would wait for you to come and apologize to him, which won´t long because he just can´t stay mad at you for too long. and if you´re the on who´s mad, in the first place he wouldn´t let you go, he would sit you down, wait till you´re not so angry, and talk about it while apologizing. he would try to understand you and give the time and space you need, still checking on you until you´re ready to forgive him.

✧. - ̗̀ LYSANDER . . .

1. the most romantic person in earth. he´s the kind of boyfriend who would LOVE to make handmade gifts for you. letters, crafts, and in general small details of things you like. dedicating love songs to you, most of the, written by him, leaving you notes throughout the day. i also feel like he would never forget to say good morning or good night to you, it's just part of his routine at this point. also has a lot of drawings of you in his note book, and is the most heartwarming thing ever. doodles of your face in his books, and some perfectly made drawings that would have him blushing if you ever saw one.

2. everything, but like, EVERYTHING reminds him of you. finds you in every single thing he looks at. it can be a cute picture, some object, a flower, a song. he always projects in the things he does, and mos of the time you´re the only thing he thinks about. i just feel like he he´s so whipped for you to a point where you won´t even understand. zones out all the time, mostly when he starts thinking of you (cough, cough, all day, cough).

2. castiel is TIRED. he talks his ear off all day about you, just ranting about every little thing you do for him. he literally knows so much about you two that he´s like the third one in the relationship at this point. he also notices how lysander always find a way to add something about you in every song. when it´s a song that they share, is very subtle, he just knows it because he probably mentioned it. but in the songs lys writes in his private notebook, they literally BASED on you.

3. LOVES to sing for you. his favorite moments are when you just lay your head in his lap and listen to his soothing voice whispering the lyrics of some song he wrote, which you instantly notice is about you. he doesn´t try to hide it anyway, but for some reason i feel like no matter how many songs he sang to you he just gets nervous every time. no because he thinks you won´t like it or something, is just that he talks about you in them in a way that is so disgustingly sweet and in love. also writes a lot of poems for you, and leaves them in your seat at the start of the day and loves watching your reaction while you read it.

4. stares a lot at you, in the most sweet way ever. actually so good at making eye contact (finds adorable how you´re always the first to look away blushing). his eyes literally shine the brightest when they´re focused on you, he doesn´t even blink for long seconds. his favorite past time is memorizing your features. this is why he know exactly how to read you. lys always know the exact face you make when you´re mad, the way you furrow your eyebrows when you´re confused or disagree with something, he know the exact color of your eyes, he literally knows your entire body language at this point, you don´t even have to talk because he already figured out what you´re thinking.

5. i feel like he´s the one normally initiating pda anywhere. he doesn´t really shows much affection in public, but would love having you sit on his lap while wrapping his arms around you and pressing his head against your back. lots of affection while passing by, just because he genuinely can´t keep his hands from himself. brushing his hand in your waist while passing, quick cheek kisses, lovesick smiles in the distance, instantly finding you in a crowded place and seeing him look at you with hearts in his eyes from afar, brief back hugs.

6. FOREHEAD KISSES. FOREHEAD KISSES. FOREHEAD KISSES. i think his main love language. he just finds forehead kisses something so sweet and intimate that he does it all the time. after a kiss he pulls away just to softly kiss your forehead. when he hugs you, he kisses your forehead or the top of your head because hes way more taller than you. while sleeping he does the same thing, since his favorite cuddle position is facing each other he kisses your forehead from time to time before dozing off.

7. his kisses are truly the most delicate thing ever. is just something about the way he pulls you closer, not even touching you, just placing his fingertips in your chin, tilting your face up to kiss you so slow, savoring the moment, tracing your jawline and carefully cupping your cheek after. and the way he pulls away makes you instantly chase after him. he´s so gentle, holding you like you´re made of glass, even sometimes biting so softly you just feel a little tingling sensation before he returns to kiss you sweetly.

8. loves taking care of you. every time you need help, just call, he´s there for you. you´re sick? he´s standing in front of your door with a bag full of food, your favorite snacks, and meds. you´re hungry? he doesn´t mind buying things for you, but prefers making the most delicious homemade meals (husband material fr). if you normally sleep late, he will totally scold you for not taking care of yourself and always makes sure you ate, drank enough water, and slept full 8 hours.

9. surprisingly good at giving advice, he just know how to say the right thing in the right moment, he doesn´t like arguments, so he normally hates fighting with you. he truly doesn´t mind who´s right and who´s wrong, all he wants is talk things out with you to fix everything. so he does the same thing when you fight to someone, he strongly believes the best way to make things up is giving each other and space and accepting your mistakes. also i totally know that it doesn´t matter how mad he is at you, he would never raise his voice or disrespect you. the way he still cares for you ad calls you cute names while subtly showing affection is the most heartwarming thing. he wouldn´t mess things up with you because of a temporary fight.

✧. - ̗̀ ARMIN . . .

1. can we all agree that armin and you are married, live together and raise your 4 children in sims? the moment you found about it was the literal most funny thing ever, he was casually showing you how he designed you two in his game and made a family in there, explaining everything with so much detail it actually seemed so real. YOU LITERALLY LOOK THE SAME IN THE GAME IT´S SURPRISING. he secretly wishes that his future with you looks exactly like that. it may seem like something he does for fun, but he literally aspires to have all of that with you.

2. gives you the most out of pocket petnames you can think of. both of you love to fight with each other who can come up with the most ridiculous pet names and just laugh your ass off while doing it. anyways it´s not so funny when he starts calling you his "pookie wookie bear" in public. he loves to do it tho because of how embarrassed you get. enjoys. every. second. hes totally unfazed when you do the same tho he genuinely finds it so hilarious. and if you call him an actually sweet petname, he´ll totally become a blushing mess so pls do it often, because he secretly screams internally every time you do.

3. you´re the only one who gets to touch his console. every time you two hang out in his house he lets you lay with him cuddling as you play together. so happy to share something he likes so much with you. he would also do things that he normally wouldn´t just to see your smile. he wants to share your hobbies just like you do with him, so all you have to do is say the word and he would do whatever you want, for example, going out. we all know he hates it but, for you, he would make an effort.

4. sucker for you playing with his hair. he finds it the most calming thing ever. it´s so funny how he randomly comes up to you, and lays his head in you thighs and you immediately know what he wants. literally vibrates from joy the moment your soft fingers start playing with his locks, softly scratching his scalp, and leaving kisses from time to time. also pls do it while you kiss him. his brain malfunctions every time you do it because he can´t take so much at the same time.i mean, your soft lips kissing his with so much love while you casually slide your hand through his hair, interlocking your fingers with it even pulling softly when he kisses you deeper? he melted. his kisses are so playful tho. loves to come up unexpectedly and steal kisses from you to make you flustered.

5. SO AWKWARD every time he comforts you. he tries so hard but even though he tries so hard to come up with something struggles so much to find the right words. it breaks him to see you cry, but sometimes its you who throws themselves in his arms before he clumsily wraps them around you and pats your back. he really wants to say something but he prefers to just hold you until you feel better. doesn´t pressures you to talk if you don´t want to, but is actually a very good listener and would silently stare at you while you rant about whatever is bothering you. also adds threats to whoever made you upset from time to time just to see your smile and chuckle about it.

6. he doesn´t mind about public affection. it´s not because he wants to make you nervous or anything, he literally doesn´t care who´s around. alexy for example doesn´t even care anymore because of how used he is to you two being affectionate. most of the time armin completely forgets where you two are, and just wrap his arms around you resting his head in top of yours, holding hands in front of everyone, unexpectedly kissing you whenever he feels like it. would GLARE if anyone dares to say something about it. i mean, he just loves affection, he hates staying away from you for too long so don´t expect him to be subtle. he also loves showing affection through little things like remembering little things about you.

7. LOVES horror movies. i just know it. normally uses them as an excuse to make you scared and snuggle against him every time something scary appears in the screen, and wrap his arms around you. anyway, he´s actually unfazed about everything he sees. i feel like it´s so hard to scare him. like, you have to pick a very good movie to make him at least flinch. definitely sleeps while watching 😭

8. loves to play silly jokes on you. can´t go a moment without making a joke, literally. loves to prank you every time he gets the chance, mostly scaring you for jumping out of nowhere because he finds the faces you make the funniest thing ever. also i feel like armin would sen you funny pics of him out of nowhere, a lot of memes, and random pictures he finds amusing.

9. SO unserious sometimes. this normally lead to both of you fighting a lot. i mean, you two would normally argue over a lot of stuff. not like actual fights most of the time, but the both of you are so petty that there is always someone who will be right and prove the other person wrong. worse when it's really something important and many times armin doesn't take it seriously, which usually happens because fighting stresses him out, and his way of dealing with it is by making jokes about it to lessen the tension. since this bothers you, you two end up fighting worse. in those cases, armin is initially convinced that he did nothing wrong and has no reason to apologize. it is almost always alexy who must intervene to explain to him that in fact, he is the one who is wrong and convince him (force him) to apologize, which he always does. anyway, over time, as he adapts more to the relationship and things get more serious, he learns to improve in that aspect, although you are almost always quite tolerant too.

✧. - ̗̀ KENTIN . . .

1. do i need to say that kentin is the most sweet boyfriend ever? i feel like hes the whole package. attentive, sweet, good listener, and SO PUPPY CODED. being with you literally makes him the happier person in earth, as cheesy as it sounds. he has no problem in telling you that all the time. he struggles a little but he out of nowhere starts ranting about how much he loves you, which you gladly listen to every time.

2. the most invested in physical contact. I think that kentin was always a loving person, but from the moment he discovered that specifically YOUR TOUCH is what makes him feel like he never had before, he also discovered that he hates being separated from you. he might even seem too clingy at times, since he literally sometimes feels his body ACHE from being separated from you for too long. he always seeks to touch you in some way, touching hands, hugs, kisses, anything that involves closeness.

3. kentin has no problem with affection in public, although generally you are the one who initiates it (in case you feel comfortable with that). however, the moment you show him in some way that it doesn't bother you at all, prepare to have him on top of you almost all the time. he doesn't really abuse it, but he does like to hold your hand and peck you from time to time, although he does blush if someone mentioned something about it. although he doesn't mind too much after getting used to it. his hold is literally the most soothing ever. its just something about the way his hands fit perfectly into yours, the way he gets lost in your eyes every time you two made eye contact, the blushing in his face when you´re the one kissing him first, and all the little gestures.

4. kentin kisses are literally the most breathtaking thing ever. he can never get enough of the taste of your lips in his. its just that he sometimes can believe the person he´s been dreaming about for so long is reciprocating his feeling, it sometimes gets too much for him. glossy eyes, faint touches, and loving caresses are the kind of things you can expect after kissing him (in private, of course). he just feels so vulnerable every time you cradle his face with your hands and get on your tiptoes to kiss him. i think he tries to be gentle, but ends up almost every time kissing you a little roughly, he just can´t help it sometimes. something he often does after kissing you, is pressing his forehead against yours just a moments before catching his breath and kissing you again.

5. he can be really insecure sometimes when it´s about you. he doesn´t find himself special to the point of deserving a partner so amazing like you, so, why would you even be with him while having so much other options? this thoughts get to him pretty regularly at the start of your relationship, because everything is so new to him and you´re just so important in his life that he needs a lot of reassurance during moments like this. he normally tells you about how he feels, but sometimes it gets a little hard for him to express himself. you know very well how to read him tho, he can be very transparent sometimes about his emotions. but after he gets more comfy in the relationship and starts maturing an realizing that you´re with him for a reason, this thoughts get almost inexistent.

6. can´t go a single day without cuddling with you. i think ken is actually very protective of you, which also shows in the way he likes to hold you. his favorite cuddling position his holding you securely against his chest, so he feels like protects you. and he totally does, because every time his strong arms wrap around you, pressing impossibly closer to each other is when you feel like nothing in the world can harm you as long as he´s there. but sometimes i think he wouldn´t mind AT ALL being held by you. there are those days where he feels like he´s just too tired and the only thing he needs is you, s he just lets himself relax in your embrace, calming himself by the sound of your heart beating.

7. loves hanging out with you. you guys see each other almost every single day. in high school, and then you both normally hang out a lot after that, normally going to the park, ken taking you on dates, taking a walk with cookie, making video call until late hours, and basically just coming out with any plan he can think of just to spend more time with you. you guys talk about a lot of stuff while chilling together anywhere you two decided would be a good place. talking about the future, where he always includes you.

8. LOVES making playlist for you and the sending them for you to listen to all the songs that reminds him of you. also, it normally ends with both of you blasting each one in your room while messily singing to the lyrics and laughing. i feel like he also loves to spend his time watching movies, and is totally the kind of person who wouldn´t shut up and would accidentally spoil you lol he always gets scolded by you.

9. kentin always does the impossible to avoid fights with you because he just can´t stand to know that helps the one upsetting you. if you guys fight over minor stuff he would apologize anyway, but he would be totally relieved you aren´t actually mad at him. but please never yell at him, or say something mean because kentin would literally cry. he actually does sometimes when the argument is serious and you just walk away out of anger. even if it hurts him he normally gives you space if you tell him (he would prefer not to because of his clingy ass but like, he gets it) but as soon as things cooled down, he would think of whatever he can do to fix things up (and just like lys, he doesn´t even care about who´s right). honestly, he just wants to make up as soon as possible.

©allmcl !

[abyssal-forge-bah]

(sender is bodily 18+)

would you mind making us twin incubi hypersexuality holders with one having a femboy y2k energy and the other having mcr-era emo energy? ty either way!

(THIS ALTER COMES IN PAIR)

tw: suggestive

The deep sea answers your call! In the reflection of the water, you see...

General stuff:

1. Name: Ardat, Kali, Azrael, Loki, Ryzaris, Nessona, Aertar, Prisless, Malvorus, Pypo, Gary, Zython, Vrog, Craig, Akuma, Yami, Lucius, Lysander, Magnus, Thorne, Ragnar, Valefor, Malachi, Damon, Mordecai, Lazarus, Darian, Calix, Asher, Kairo, Nemo

2. Pronouns: he/him, they/them, it/its, lu/lust, horn/horns, fang/fangs, pup/pups, fluff/fluffs, cott/cotton, shine/shiny, met/metall, blob/blobs

3. Species: incubus, demon, human

4. Source: brainmade

5. Gender identity / sex: trigender, xenoflux, dragondender, picrewic, BWSAWgender, rhythmgamic, freakguy, pincusmic, demoniwhore, femboy, femcatboygender, bubblegumic, y2kcoric

6. Sexual / romantic attraction: ambiamorous, homosexual, heteroromantic

7. Gender expression: feminine

8. Role: hypersexuality holder, sensual reliever, identity alleviator, cupid

9. Sign-off: 😈, 💗, 🎀, 🎧, 🍒, 🎱, 🕷️

10. Face claim:

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Additional stuff:

11. Age: 20-25

12. Alterhuman identity: incubuskin, demonkin, catboykin, bunnylink, cathearted, foxhearted, lamalink, sylveonkin, umbreonkin, dragonkin

13. Aesthetic: femboy, kawaii, mcBling, emo

14. Random facts: afraid of storms, can't stand the cold, compulsively cracks neck, talks to animals as if they were people

15. Music playlists:

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Be aware that headmate could form differently than described!

[verystrxxwberry]

MCL; the routes with a writer!reader

♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. ♪¸¸.•*¨*•. 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: SFW, routes x reader, fluff, not requested. ↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭����: I had this idea posted on my old blog and I wanted to rewrite it with MCL routes. I hope you like it! Remember that writing should be an enjoyable process even though it takes patience and time to get a good result. Make sure to stay properly rested so your mind can avoid the writer’s block! (I’m going through it now lol, but currently fighting on ending with it)

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NATHANIEL

Impressed, very impressed. He knew since the beginning that you invested your time and effort in writing, and he loves the passion you show towards it. Nathaniel is the kind of person who notices when someone is doing their best in something they like, and he finds it admirable. That’s why he is one of your biggest supporters.

He might not be the most creative guy, yet he is very attentive and has a great memory. So when you’re rambling about any character, the plot of your book or some random ideas, he might remember them all and give you his honest opinion. No matter the genre you’re writing about, no matter if he’d normally be interested or not, he will be your beta reader.

Nathaniel likes the peaceful environment when you’re writing, the sound of you writing on your notebook or typing in your laptop. He might give you space so you can focus, or simply be around in the same room as he keeps himself busy with other stuff.

He will be very aware of the time you spend writing, checking on you now and then to know if you need a tea, if you’re feeling good and how is the novel going. Nathaniel knows that there’s a point in which your brain needs to rest, but he gives you the time to squeeze your brain to release all the ideas you’ve got so you can advance on your novel.

When he sees that you start sighing, he might approach and carefully wrap his arms around you from behind, “I think it’s time for a break,” he’d whisper. He knows that the answer you might give at first is a no, but he gives you that insistent glance that makes you say yes easily.

Nathaniel takes you on walks towards the park, the forest or simply the street so you can explain him what you’re stuck with. He’s fine with you sharing your novel worries or keeping them to yourself, but he won’t allow you to get demotivated by it.

As the beta reader he is, he is going to be honest with it, so prepare yourself for a whole essay (in case it is needed) of comments. They aren’t negative, most of the time it’s just him commenting how did he feel about that scene emotionally, but there are other comments to help you improve any dialogue or scene.

“Writing is something you must enjoy, something therapeutic. The moment you start to not enjoy it, let me know, and we’ll go to take a refreshing break,” he said as both of you cuddled in the couch, his thumb tracing small circles on your shoulder, aiming to support you through it.

CASTIEL

Gives you space. Castiel is aware of how lonely the work of a writer is, and even if he doesn’t want to leave you alone, he gives you the space you need to focus and write. He’d go practice with his guitar constantly or walk your dog so it doesn’t bark and break your focus or anything.

He naturally helps you to get inspiration, even if it’s not related to any project you might be working on. The many things he rants about always give you some random ideas for any other stories. He rants to you about everything so you can get any ideas to add to your book. Any gossip around him that can add spice to your book will be said immediately as soon as he gets home!  

Celebrating your achievements together. The moment you tell him that you ended a chapter, that you kept going or whatever, he is going to be so damn proud of you! Writing isn’t an easy work. It requires a lot of focus and constancy, which he feels very happy to see in the results of your efforts. So if you tell him you ended a chapter, there will be a special date for both of you that week.

He doesn’t have too much time to read your books during his normal days, but when he is on a plane towards any city for his tour, and he is bored, he is definitely going to read your stuff.  

He honestly hopes there is a character inspired by him.

Castiel doesn’t quite know what to do to help you through the writer’s block, but he will always encourage you to keep going. Don’t you ever think of giving up! You have talent, and he’s going to publish your books in case you do not do it on your own (like some authors…)

He pulls you into a cozy movie marathon so you can rest, unwind and probably get inspiration through that movie. 

Every night he makes sure that you are comfortable to get a good rest. And during those warm moments, right when you’re trapped in his embrace, receiving the most loving cuddles, he’d ask about your progress for the day. He’d place a kiss or two on your head, complimenting your brain for being capable of putting effort into writing. Even if that day you didn’t really advance with stuff, he thinks that the time invested in squeezing your brain to get any minimum idea is already enough to be proud of.

“It’s normal you can’t squeeze more out of your brain. Let it all come natural. Most of the time inspiration comes when you less expect it, even it might come as you start writing. But don’t give up, babe. Good things require time and lots of patience.” He's one to talk lol

LYSANDER

You like to write? Cool, he likes it too! He’s focused on poems, mainly romantic or sad. He has a few notebooks to write on, and they’re all filled of words and words and words, it’s actually impressive. So when he finds out you two share the same passion, you’ll start having writing dates! Dates where you both get on a cozy spot and quietly start writing on your projects.

Knows how frustrating it is to get writer's block. And everyone has their own methods to overcome it, yet he’ll help you as much as he can to find your method.

Warm baths are the typical moments where you both can relax and talk about everything, including your worries. So he’d massage your shoulders as you rant about how you’re stuck in a part of your plot, thinking about how to help. Lys needs time to formulate a good solution, so he might comfort you and make you relax as he keeps thinking of any idea to help you.

Records conversations about your stories to listen to them later as a podcast. If he gets any idea as he hears it, he will quickly write it down to tell you later or will directly message you.

He easily forgets about your characters’ names, so be patient with him…

He doesn’t like to set any alarms to take a break, so he is just natural about them. Whenever you feel tired or stuck, stop.

Writing is a lonely work, yes, but his presence makes you feel quietly supported. You both can keep going with your projects, sending some glances at each other now and then. He goes outside whenever he is taking a break, so he lets you know by kissing your head and mumbling it to you.

Lys likes to read your stuff whenever you’re besides him, one arm around your shoulders, pulling you into the crook of his neck, as the other hand holds the manuscript to read what your mind achieved to create.

He admires your talent and has no shame in expressing it.

“I feel very proud of having such a talented partner, you know? Not everyone is as creative and good at this as you are,” he’d press a kiss to your forehead, his typical warm, little smile appearing for you.

KENTIN

He is very sweet and patient with you! He knows you’re passionate about writing and will support you through it. Never give up! No matter how hard it is. It strokes his ego to tell others that his partner is a talented writer.

During your writing sessions, he brings you snacks. You need to get energy when you’re using your brain so much. He’d stay around when you write, in silence to not bother you. And he normally ends up falling asleep on your lap.

Whenever you’re writing in a cold environment he is definitely placing a blanket over your shoulders. Why? Because he is simply attentive with your needs and wants you to be as cozy as possible as you do the stuff you like.

You want him to read your chapter? HELL YESSS!! He is such a fangirl. He actively comments to you about every single thing that has caused him any emotion. If you’re there with him, you will see his face twist in disgust in front of any character he dislikes, or any gasp escaping when he finds the plot twist. Man, he is very cute. And if you aren’t there when he is reading, he will spam your chat with lots of comments.

If there is any character he dislikes, he’s gonna react personally to any action coming from them.

Kentin is a great help for you to create more content about your OCs as he will be very curious and put your characters into situations you’d never thought about. He makes the dumbest but most genuine interesting questions for you to develop your OCs’ traits even more.

He likes to send you pics that match your novels’ vibes. Whenever he is walking with his doggos and sees a flower that reminds him of a certain character, he’ll send a pic! Or whenever he sees something cool outside, he will quickly tell you because it could be a great way to inspirate you.

He will beg you to take breaks because no matter how much you are invested in writing, you need to take a break.

“Oh, come oon! Your body will be very grateful to rest and spend some time with your lovely boyfriend, won’t it?”

ARMIN

The biggest distraction for you, not only because he is such a loud gamer, but because he interrupts your peace by entering without a warning to your room to talk to you about the most random thing ever. You’ve grown some patience about it though. Armin doesn’t take it personally if he makes you irritated because he knows he should’ve respected your working times, and giggles, apologizes and leaves.

Armin doesn’t like to read unless it is a manga he knows he’s going to enjoy. He prefers to listen to you reading your manuscript to him, as the sound of your voice is beautiful for him. And also because he actually pays attention to your words most of the time. Whenever you are cuddling, ready to sleep, taking a bath together or whatever, he is more than willing to listen to you.

Lots of inner jokes about your characters and some moments of your novel. He loves your OCs just as much as you do, and randomly sends you Instagram Reels or tiktoks that reminds him of any of your OCs “lol, this is completely ____”

Suggests you the most dark ideas for your stories. They are very weird. In case you’re writing a dark novel, it might be good… because Armin has gotten the most twisted ideas about dark content due to playing horror games. But if not, be careful that he doesn't end up making you traumatized.

His informatics knowledge can help you in case you want to make your novel well known. He can help you with the advertising of it or the format of your document.

The best way for him to help you to unwind is offering you to play games with him :). 

He is genuinely good at helping you to overcome the writer’s block, because he’d do a brainstorm of activities you could do to rest your mind: Change your environment, try writing different stuff, try seeing any random prompts to write scenarios, write about any crazy thing that comes to your mind, take a nap… just do whatever to stop your brain from braining so much and rest!

“Ah… I admire your strength to think for so long. I could never. Do you want to play for a while though? Your mind might need some fun after so much torture,” he’d playfully suggest, being half joking and half true about his words.

RAYAN

Lowkey one of his goals: To have a writer partner. He can get to be one of the first ones to read such a masterpiece. He feels very special, and sort of doing something illegal, yet he has your whole permission to read.

Working date? Reading date? Talking about your work date? Yes. Yes to all of that.

He will buy you the most beautiful notebooks to write on! He’d randomly appear home with a bag and say “well, this is for you,” and gives you the most beautiful small notebook you’ve ever seen to write on.

Supports you to write subjects you’re not experienced with so you can educate yourself and know more about it. He can easily provide material to study if you need it :). 

Expect him to be strict about the use of your grammar… if you need to correct something, any structure, any word that you used wrongly, he’s telling you, so the quality of your book is much better.

Another one who takes advantage of the quiet and calm environment there is on the room to work on his stuff meanwhile. As you write, he makes himself busy with reading or correcting his students’ exams.

Sometimes you both would end up working on bed, as it might be very cozy to do it there. Both under the blanket, in silence, only being heard the typing of your laptop and your calm breaths.

He prefers to not interfere in your work and let you set your boundaries, since everyone works different. He’s always going to be there for you though, whenever you need a shoulder to cry on about being blocked in a spot of your plot.

He’s definitely going with you to the library so you can get some good books that are specifically made for writers! Those give some good advices about how to overcome writer’s block.

Goes with you to literary events so you can get inspiration and motivation from other authors, plus getting more contacts for the future. He will indeed help you with contacts and support the idea of you meeting with more writers to rant about your problems together. There could be better advices coming from someone that knows your situation and your feelings rather than someone who’s just seeing it from outside.

HYUN

Do u write? You really do??? He is very impressed and stares at all your books in awe. He’d wish to have such creativity! This only makes him feel more in love with you.

He brings you your favorite pastries and drinks from the café for your working sessions. And there’s always a note on them! “Have a nice writing session, my love! ^^” and a small doodle of him sending a kiss. 

Doesn’t want to bother you at all, so whenever you’re going to write, he tends to disappear to give you space. Sometimes he’ll ask for permission to share the same comfortable spot with you, promising to not make a single sound! He simply wants to be with you. And as he studies he’ll stare at you from behind, too bored to study.

He isn’t good at giving you any advice related to your writer’s block or any other problem related to your story :(. He might be your biggest fan though! And whenever he is taking a break on his work he’ll text you to get updates of your project. 

He genuinely loves to see how you spam him with your ideas. He always compliments your imagination for going through so many ideas. He is literally cheering you up no matter how bad the idea is (he believes that even the bad ideas are good because he could’ve never thought of that).

Doodles your characters for you when he is bored. He gets back home and happily approaches to you, like a little kid, “baby! Look what I did,” he says and shows you a small paper where one of your characters was.

He completely believes in your talent! And will constantly verbalize it to you. The moment you get your book published and you start receiving good comments, he will be the first one to read them (he constantly checks the page of reviews and reads out loud each positive comment), and damn… he’s much more excited than you to see those positive comments. He might see the 'negative' ones as things to improve, no need to get demotivated!

Whenever he is talking with a customer at the café, he’ll drop that his partner is a writer, just in case there is any luck of getting more readers in the future or an agent for an editorial!

PRIYA

She will gift you a handmade cup for your tea, coffee or simply water to use during your writing hours! It will have beautiful flowers around and an inspiring sentence for you to never give up. Priya knows how draining can be to be creative for so long, and it is ok to not have any ideas sometimes. 

She makes sure the environment you work in is comfortable for you. She lights your favorite candle, so the sweet scent of it can be beneficial for your focus.

Priya likes to study besides you, as it’s a way to spend time with you, share some snacks and focus in your stuff individually. She uses timers to set the time to work and the time to study. She actually helps you to set a routine for writing.

I believe she is genuinely interested in knowing anything from your characters and plot, reaching the extremes of making questions that aren’t answered in your book. She will most likely do a deep psychological analysis of your characters.

She is very patient with you, knowing how frustration could take the best of you from any block or any hard scene to write. Writing isn’t easy, and it is such a long process. The moment she sees you aren’t enjoying it, she practically forces you to stop and take a break, “darling, take a deep breath, yes? Writing takes time and patience. You’re already doing a good job by keeping constancy with this.”

Gladly your beta reader, gives you her honest thoughts about your manuscript with cute post-its, making it so visually cute and attractive to read. Even the comments to improve seem softer from the cuteness of the format. And she also does it this way, so her words do not affect you that much! She knows you worked hard on a scene, she simply suggests things to improve the experience and give more intensity to the scene.

Priya is very good at taking you out from the writer’s block as she’ll drag you to have a deep talk about it with her. She’ll ask things from another perspective, setting your characters in other scenarios to develop them and get an idea from those random scenarios. She’d suggest you to try freewriting for a few minutes, even if you can simply write your thoughts during that day, or any of your recent dreams. If you want to get more creative, she’ll help you to do a collage of pics that match the vibes of your story, or simply take a warm bath and a nice nap to relax. The lack of creativity comes from mental exhaustion. And you should definitely write without any pressure and enjoy the process!

✰; remember to reblog and like to support my content, I hope you enjoyed it!

[thrones-bah]

Hellloo!! May we get a level three fluffytale sans/ccino? With source connections and stims? - ❤️🌼

Yeah, here you go!

【 LEVEL THREE — FLUFFYTALE SANS 】

✿ Name(s) — Ccino ,, Jaffet ,, Blaine ,, Lysander ,, Finch

✿ Age — 20

✿ Pronouns — He/Him ,, Fluff/Fluffs ,, Star/Stars ,, Soft/Softs ,, Cream/Creams

✿ Gender — Demiboy ,, Ccinogender ,, Remissious ,, Milkcomfic

✿ Orientation — Pansexual

✿ Species / Ethnicity — Monster

✿ Source — Fluffytale / Cloudverse

✿ Role(s) — Soother ,, Eraser

✿ Faceclaim(s) —

【✦】 — 【✦】 — 【✦】

✿ Personality — Loyal ,, Lazy ,, Deeply Caring and Understanding ,, Observant ,, Comforting

✿ Likes — Marshmallows ,, Making and Eating Pastries ,, Playing the Trombone ,, Pulling Innocent Pranks ,, Snowfalls

✿ Dislikes — Feeling Betrayed ,, Being Kept in the Dark or Lied To ,, Burnt Food ,, His Family Getting Endangered

✿ Sign-Offs — ☕☁️ ,, 🥧⛄

【✦】 — 【✦】 — 【✦】

✿ Typing Style / Quirks — Proper capitalization and grammar, usually repeats the first letter of the first word of a sentence.

II type like this! HHow have you been?

✿ Kintypes — Arctic Fox Therian

✿ Boundaries — Okay to Interact, Source Interaction Okay with Caution, Yes to Petnames and Nicknames, Yes to Platonic Flirting, Depends for Romantic Flirting, No to Touch Unless Very Close

✿ Other Labels — Demiverbalflux ,, Alderfluffball

【✦】 — 【✦】 — 【✦】

✿ Source Connection — Very High ,, Around 91% Connection ,, Quite Attached to His Family and Has Vivid Memories of Them

✿ Stims —

☁️ — ☕ — ☁️

Alters may not turn out as expected. You may change or tweak anything you want in the pack. ✿

[ofsupernovcs]

There was a look of surprise before the tears sprang down his cheeks. "I wish I recorded what you said, It torments me every night." Lysander confessed. "Don't tell master he'll think I'm weak."

There was a genuine laugh, a laugh that was never uttered from Lysander's visage. A wisened but joyous laugh. "Awfully long but I don't need a driver's liscence anyhow." He tried to joke, his wisened and happy face showing. "I use to think the same but I would probably steal for the mushy feelings." He said.

Lysander without thinking gently lifted up Billie and flew to a tree top. There was a gingerness as he flew her up. Not because of his safety but her own. "I don't want Klaus to hurt you for slandering his name." He said quickly. he took a deep breath. "I'm happy he is by your side. He is a man of honor and valor." He reassured. There was a pause. "If not here, do you want to travel to the disney land. They might be able to help us. Especially the tinker named Tinkerbell."

A sigh carried between the pair, Billie’s shoulders shrugging as she found Lysander’s gaze, ensuring that it held “do I? We’ve all done things that we regret. Hurt people we never wanted to hurt – that we never meant to hurt, but when they have a heart like yours, freedom shouldn’t have to be a luxury.”

A subtle smile tugged at the corners of her lips, nodding confidently now as he repeated her words, “guess i’m really buying into the whole ‘always and forever’ thing that the Mikaelson’s have going, huh?” Before enclosing their distance as she nudged his frame with her elbow, “Sir Lysander Castro-Mikaelson – rolls right off the tongue, doesn’t it?” Her laughter carried freely, finding it impossible not to match his expression as she taunted “alright, alright – no getting mushy gushy on me, dude.” Her head shook as her laughter prevailed before fading into a softer sounds “it’s alright, I’ve had enough mothering for one lifetime I think.”

Eager to quell his concerns, her gaze found his once again as she spoke sincerely “and I appreciate that, I really do, but you don’t have to worry about me, not here. Trust me, i’ve lived with some crappy people and I know that – what Klaus – did to you wasn’t right, but for the first time in my life, i’m safe here. Safe with the Mikaelson. With you” her smile could only get bigger as she mused “with Briggs.” Nodding now, she inhaled a soft breath as she answered honestly, even if Lysander only meant for the conversation, “he’ll always be by my side.”

[writingsoftarnishedsilver]

The Boggart | Sebastian Sallow x OC #33

another rewrite! i published a preliminary version of this way too early and it needed a few changes. i hope yall enjoy... coming up after this: BIG FLUFF

Summary: Evangeline is relieved that the rumors about her propriety have been dismantled. The subsequently ends her courtship with Alaric (obviously). The following week, Sebastian insists they face a particularly nasty Boggart.

Words: ~5,300

Tags: Not Actually Unrequited Love, Mutual Pining, Friends To Lovers, Longing, Unspoken Feelings, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Protective Friends

Timeline: Mid December

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Evangeline had liked Alaric.

He'd been kind, thoughtful, and had made her feel wanted in a way that had been hard to turn down. She'd shared intimate firsts with him, parts of herself she'd never explored before. But when she agreed to the courtship with Alaric, it certainly hadn’t been out of love. Because no matter how much she cared for him, Evangeline knew her heart had already been claimed. It was Sebastian’s name that had always echoed in the quiet spaces of her mind, his presence that haunted her even when he wasn’t near.

But the cruel truth was that she needed to live her life, to move forward, even if it meant settling for something that wasn’t quite what her heart yearned for. She had to find some kind of happiness, even if it was just for appearances.

So when she found out about Alaric’s involvement with the Clearwater plot, the sting of betrayal was worse than she had imagined. She didn’t know whether they had threatened him or bribed him, but it didn’t matter. Alaric had betrayed her, and in doing so, he had put her future in jeopardy. He could’ve ruined everything—her reputation, her relationships, her peace of mind. And for what?

For days afterwards, she'd lay awake at night, tears soaking her pillow as she cried herself to sleep. What was it about her that made it so easy for people to turn their backs on her? Alaric, Lysander... She couldn’t help but wonder if it was something inside her—some flaw, some defect, that made her easy to betray. To turn on.

There was some relief after the weekend had passed, when the rumors, the lies, the false whispers, once tangled up in the web of deceit, had unraveled. The truth had spread, thanks to Ominis. The Clearwaters were in disgrace, and Alaric, once an ally in their circles, had found himself no longer welcome. The social backlash was swift and unforgiving. Only then did Evangeline find herself able to breathe again, though her heart remained bruised.

But the real relief came with a single letter—a letter to Alaric.

She couldn’t bring herself to face him. Not after everything. Not after what had happened. So, she wrote. Her quill moved slowly at first, each word a weight, but with each stroke, she found her resolve. She laid bare everything that had transpired: his betrayal, his part in the rumors, the way he had disregarded her reputation as though it were nothing more than a fleeting thing. The letter wasn’t bitter, but it was firm. It was final.

When she signed her name, something inside her broke loose. The decision had been made. She had closed the door on the courtship, and with it, she had closed the door on a chapter of her life that had been defined, undeniably, by compromise.

Now, it was Monday. And as she walked down the corridors of Hogwarts, her mind felt clearer, the heaviness of the past few weeks beginning to fade into memory. Her footsteps were light, almost carefree, as she made her way towards the Undercroft, flanked by Sebastian and Ominis.

“So, you’re feeling better then?” Ominis asked for the umpteenth time that day, his lips curling into a faint smile.

Evangeline let out a small laugh, glancing at him and then at Sebastian. “I’m definitely feeling better,” she replied, the words coming more easily than they had in weeks. “It’s hard to explain, but... part of me is almost glad it happened." She shrugged.

Ominis raised an eyebrow, though his soft smile remained. "Glad it happened? That's a surprising perspective."

Evangeline nodded, her gaze drifting to the stone floor as they walked. "I know it sounds strange, but I think I needed to see things for what they were," she explained. "To... to see the kind of person he truly is. I guess I'm just glad he showed me."

Sebastian scoffed, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “Well, I wouldn’t go thanking him for that,” he said, his voice light, though there was an undercurrent of something more protective in his tone. “Not exactly a shining example of gentlemanly behavior, is it?”

Evangeline’s heart gave a little twist at his words, but she pushed the feeling aside. She appreciated his support, but it was hard not to feel that familiar ache in her chest whenever he spoke in her defense. She knew that Sebastian was right. She deserved better. But in the quiet places of her heart, a part of her still ached for the love she would never have—the one that could never be hers, not with Alaric and certainly not with anyone else.

As they walked, the usual chatter between them slowly faded, replaced by the rhythmic sound of their footsteps echoing off the stone walls. They each seemed to withdraw into their own thoughts, moving towards the Undercroft on autopilot.

Until a sudden rumble broke the stillness.

It was low at first, like distant thunder, but it grew steadily louder, reverberating off the walls of the Dark Arts tower. Evangeline’s steps faltered for a moment as she glanced over at Sebastian and Ominis.

Evangeline slowed her pace, her eyes narrowing as she glanced around. “Did you hear that?”

The three of them stopped, listening. From a nearby door, muffled growls and heavy thumps echoed, the sounds alternating between feral snarls and unnerving crashes.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “Now that’s interesting. Wonder what’s going on in there?”

Ominis rolled his eyes, “Probably just some stupid enchanted prank.”

Evangeline’s expression shifted, a shadow of recognition crossing her face. There were many rooms in the Dark Arts tower that were kept under lock and key, but this one… she recognized it. “That room… It’s the one with the Boggart.”

Sebastian’s grin widened, eyes gleaming with excitement. “The Boggart?"

"The Boggart" she confirmed, her voice tinged with caution. “It’s more unpredictable than the usual Boggarts. One professor swore it looked like a Hungarian Horntail once. Another saw it turn into a plate of haggis.”

Ominis raised an eyebrow. “Haggis?”

Evangeline nodded, her mouth twisting with a wry smile. “I guess it was Professor McMillan’s biggest fear.”

Sebastian laughed. “Well, I don’t know about haggis, but I wouldn’t mind seeing what it has in store for us. A Boggart this powerful? Sounds like a rare opportunity.”

Ominis glanced at him, frowning. “Are you seriously suggesting we open the door? This isn’t just a classroom exercise, Sebastian. That Boggart has proven dangerous.”

“Oh, come on, where’s your sense of adventure?” Sebastian urged, taking a step closer to the door. “It’s just a peek.”

Evangeline crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing at Sebastian as he moved toward the door. “Sebastian, think about it. With the three of us here, it won't stick to one person’s fear. It could end up blending all of ours together, shifting between them before we even know what’s happening.”

Ominis took a step back, folding his arms tightly across his chest. “And in case it needs saying, I’d rather not face my father in any form today. Or ever, for that matter.”

Sebastian rolled his eyes, undeterred. “But that’s exactly what makes it interesting, isn’t it? What if we see something truly unique? Besides,” he added, looking at them with a glint of mischief, “we’ve faced much worse."

Evangeline bit her lip, feeling a tug of anxiety. She could already imagine the twisted visions of their worst fears, the Boggart weaving between them like some sadistic puppeteer. “Sebastian… when's the last time you even faced a boggart?"

Ominis didn’t miss a beat, answering for Sebastian with a smirk. “Third-year Defense Against the Dark Arts,” he replied dryly. “I remember because he missed the Boggart class in fifth year, but spent the whole week bragging about how his ‘fearlessness’ would have put the rest of us to shame.”

Sebastian shot him a withering look. “I was sick that day, Ominis, it wasn't my fault I missed it,” he muttered, feigning nonchalance. But a flicker of uncertainty crossed his face, betraying a hint of hesitation.

Evangeline shook her head, exasperation mixing with genuine concern. “See? It’s been years, Sebastian. We don’t even know what you might see in there now.” Her voice softened slightly. “Fears change."

Sebastian’s enthusiasm faltered briefly as he looked between his two friends, his eyes settling on Evangeline’s concerned expression. But the thrill of the unknown still flickered in his eyes.

“Look, I get it. But think of it this way—we’re in this together. We’ll be able to laugh at our fears afterward,” he said, a note of sincerity in his voice. Then he turned to Evangeline, his expression softening slightly. “But what about you? Any idea what your Boggart might look like?”

Evangeline hesitated, her gaze shifting to the floor as she fidgeted with her wand. She hadn’t faced a Boggart since that class in fifth year. Back then, her greatest fear had been inescapable, confined spaces. Claustrophobia. The thought of being trapped, unable to move or breathe, had always paralyzed her. But that was before Ranrok.

Before the events in the Repository. And Evangeline had a feeling that whatever the Boggart sensed in her now, it would be darker, more insidious.

“I… I don’t know,” she said finally, her voice quieter than she intended. “I haven’t faced a Boggart in years."

Sebastian’s eyes lit up, his initial hesitation vanishing as a mischievous grin spread across his face. “See? Even more reason to give it a go! You can't defend against fears you don't even know about." He waggled his eyebrows at her, the gleam of adventure in his eyes unmistakable.

Ominis sighed, glancing at Evangeline as if to say, here we go again before muttering, “If this goes poorly, Sebastian, just remember that I was the voice of reason.”

“And I,” Evangeline added pointedly, “was the other voice of reason.” She turned to Sebastian, crossing her arms in reluctant resignation. “Clearly we won't change your mind, but we’re not doing this without a plan. If that Boggart gets out of hand, we back out. Agreed?”

Sebastian gave a confident nod, though the flicker of nervousness in his eyes betrayed a hint of doubt. “Agreed,” he said, casting one last look at his friends.

With a steadying breath, he raised his wand and moved closer to the door, glancing back at them once more as if seeking reassurance. He whispered an unlocking charm, and with a low creak, the door swung open, revealing the darkened room beyond. Shadows pooled in every corner, and the unsettling rustle from the cupboard at the far end of the room sent a chill down their spines.

They stepped over the threshold, each of them tensing as the Boggart sensed their presence, stirring in anticipation. The room was silent save for the sound of their breathing, and the air seemed to thicken, weighed down by the dark energy coiling around the cupboard.

A shadow leaked out from under the cupboard door, as if testing the air. Then, with a sudden jolt, the door burst open, and the Boggart surged forth, shape-shifting as it confronted Ominis first. It morphed into a tall, austere figure—Ominis’ father.

Noctivus Gaunt gazed down at Ominis, a cruel sneer on his lips, his face a mask of disappointment, “A Gaunt in name only,” the figure hissed, his voice a venomous whisper that seemed to echo off the walls. “You are weak. Unworthy. A disgrace to our bloodline.”

Ominis’s breath hitched, his hand trembling as he met the apparition’s unyielding gaze. The words cut deep, stirring memories he’d tried to bury. All those times he’d questioned himself, doubted his own worth—it all came rushing back. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest, every word striking a chord of fear and shame. But somewhere beyond the haze of dread, he felt a presence beside him, grounding him.

Evangeline stepped forward, her expression resolute, her voice steady. “Riddikulus!” she commanded.

The figure wobbled, stumbling backward as its form changed, taking on exaggerated features: garishly mismatched robes, oversized feet, and a ridiculous hat that teetered atop his head. The illusion broke, and for a brief moment, Ominis managed a faint, relieved smile.

But the Boggart’s form rippled, sensing new fear as it turned toward Sebastian. The room grew colder as it shifted, contorting into a familiar figure—a decaying version of his Uncle Solomon, lifeless and hollow-eyed, staring at Sebastian with disappointment and regret. The corpse’s face was sunken and pallid, its expression frozen in an accusation Sebastian knew all too well.

Sebastian’s smirk faded, his entire body tensing as he took in the sight, the man who had raised him, mentored him, and ultimately died by his wand. Solomon’s head lolled to one side, and his cracked, colorless lips parted to let out a ghostly whisper. “You failed me… you failed Anne... you failed us all.”

Sebastian took a step back, his bravado unraveling, his guilt flaring to the surface. The memory of Solomon’s stern but loving gaze, the lessons he’d given him, the hopes he’d placed in him—all of it turned into an accusing stare from beyond the grave. His hand shook as he tried to raise his wand, his voice catching in his throat.

Evangeline watched on in horror. For a moment, she hesitated, uncertain if she should intervene, but as the Boggart continued to hiss its accusations, Sebastian's gaze raised his wand with a trembling hand, his expression wavering between shock and anguish.

Taking a breath, he steadied his aim, his voice barely a whisper as he forced himself to say, “Riddikulus.” The word sounded hollow, but it was enough. The Boggart twisted, Solomon’s decayed figure shrinking and warping.

In an instant, Ominis was at Sebastian's side, wrapping an arm over his shoulders as he gently guided him back, concern etched into his face. “It wasn’t real,” Ominis murmured, his voice soft, steady. “It's okay, it wasn’t real.”

Sebastian nodded absently, his gaze still fixed on where the Boggart had been. The haunted look in his eyes remained, as if the apparition of Solomon lingered, echoing words he couldn’t forget. But the Boggart wasn't finished, and it had locked onto Evangeline, sensing her presence and shifting its form to match her nightmares. At first, she didn't notice it, her attention entirely on her two best friends as they stumbled back towards the door. But then she saw Sebastian's eyes widen as a shadow fell over her.

Evangeline’s breath caught as she turned to see... herself.

“Why fight it, Evangeline?” she murmured, her voice reverberating through the room. “All that power is yours for the taking. It's your birthright. Why pretend to be something you’re not?”

The words pierced her, feeding the insecurities she’d long kept hidden. Ever since that night in the repository, she’d been haunted by the fear of losing control, of consuming the power that sat latent in the cavern below the school. Now, here it was—everything she feared, staring her down with a knowing gaze.

"Think of what you could be... of what you could achieve..." Her doppelganger lifted her wand, sticking it under Evangeline's chin and pressing it gently, yet firmly, tilting her face up as if appraising her.

The sight of her own face, warped by power and ambition, was more terrifying than any inescapable cave or room she could have imagined. This was her—her worst self, the version she feared she could become if she gave in to the allure of ancient magic’s boundless power.

“Think of how much stronger you could be,” the figure whispered, leaning closer, her eyes gleaming with a cold, predatory glint. “No limits. No boundaries. You'd be unstoppable. Free.”

Evangeline’s heart hammered, and for a brief, horrifying moment, she felt the temptation, the pull of the power her twisted self promised. The voice seemed to echo her own buried desires, feeding her darkest thoughts back to her with frightening precision. The weight of it was nearly overwhelming.

“Evie.” Sebastian’s voice broke through the oppressive silence, grounding her, pulling her away from the figure’s hypnotic allure. His tone was soft but urgent as Ominis moved to her side, his hand lightly gripping her arm.

She took a deep breath, straightening her posture as she met the gaze of her twisted self, defiance igniting in her eyes. With steady resolve, she raised her wand, her voice ringing out with a strength she hadn’t known she possessed. “Riddikulus!”

Her doppelgänger faltered, smug expression twisting into one of bewilderment as her appearance began to warp. The red glow faded, her severe expression melting into a laughable, wide-eyed look, and she was suddenly holding a gigantic feathered fan, flapping it dramatically before the figure teetered and stumbled, dissipating into a harmless wisp of smoke.

As Evangeline stood there, still reeling, Ominis took a quiet, steady step forward. He sensed the Boggart’s energy shifting, honing in on him once more. He tightened his grip on his wand. He knew what to expect, and while it would never stop being painful, he had steeled himself for this moment.

The Boggart twisted back into Noctivus's form, with cold, calculating eyes and a sneer. But this time, Ominis was ready.

He lifted his chin, his voice calm and steady as he pointed his wand at the Boggart. “Riddikulus.”

The figure of his father stumbled before tripping over his own feet, his voice reduced to a high-pitched, whiny squeal as he staggered backward into the cupboard.

Without hesitating, Ominis strode forward, his posture strong, and slammed the cabinet door shut, trapping the Boggart back in its dark confines. The room fell silent, the oppressive energy dissipating as if it had been lifted by a cleansing breeze.

He turned to find Evangeline and Sebastian watching him, both still shaken but visibly relieved. Evangeline’s hand was pressed to her chest, her breathing still heavy. Sebastian stood beside her, his eyes shadowed with residual pain but brightening as he took in Ominis’s calm, composed demeanour.

"What a horrid idea, Sebastian."

Sebastian managed a weak chuckle. “Yeah, maybe not my best plan.” He gave Ominis a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his neck. “I suppose I owe you both an apology—and maybe a butterbeer or two at the Three Broomsticks to make up for this little… excursion.”

Evangeline let out a small, weary laugh, “I think that’s the least you could do, honestly."

Ominis took a deep breath. "Let's get out of here."

They made their way out of the darkened room, but the corridor’s shadows seemed to cling to Evangeline as she walked, her mind whirling with the memory of her twisted self’s taunting words.

Up ahead, Sebastian leaned close to Ominis, murmuring, “Maybe you were right about this one. Probably could’ve done without facing… all that.” His voice was light, attempting a casual tone, but it held a tremor he couldn’t fully mask.

Ominis smirked, but it was softer than usual, his empathy breaking through his usual reserved demeanor. “Consider it a lesson in thinking things through,” he replied, patting Sebastian’s shoulder. “And next time? Listen to us.”

Sebastian gave a small, almost imperceptible nod. “Yeah… maybe you’re onto something.” His gaze flickered back to Evangeline, concern briefly crossing his face as he noticed her uncharacteristic silence. 

Evangeline’s eyes were unfocused as she stared down the winding stone corridor, her grip on her wand tightening involuntarily. The image of her corrupted self lingered, whispering insidious promises in her mind. All that power is yours for the taking. It's your birthright. Why pretend to be something you’re not?

The words echoed, each one pulling her deeper into the doubts she'd been trying but failing to bury. The power, the darkness… it was always been there, dormant but waiting. The allure of it, the subtle promise of something greater... She shivered, feeling as though a sliver of that darkness had embedded itself in her, refusing to let go.

As they approached the Undercroft, Ominis glanced over his shoulder, breaking the quiet with a gentle, “Evangeline, are you alright?” His voice held a note of concern, his usual wryness replaced by softness.

Pulled from her thoughts, she looked up, blinking as though waking from a dream. “Oh… yes,” she replied, a bit too quickly.

Sebastian frowned, moving closer. “Evie, if you want to talk about what you saw—”

She shook her head quickly, the forced smile faltering. “I’m fine,” she insisted, trying to sound more certain than she felt.

The trio passed through the concealed entrance and descended into the familiar darkness of the Undercroft. The space, usually a sanctuary of comfort and camaraderie, now felt heavy to her, the lingering effects of the Boggart encounter clinging to the air like a shadow she couldn’t quite shake.

They took their seats at their usual table, the quiet stretch of old wood where they often huddled over textbooks and scrolls, swapping quips and complaints about their assignments. Ominis pulled out his Potions notes, slipping into study mode with practiced ease, and Sebastian stretched his legs out, reaching into his bag for a textbook with a sigh.

As Ominis and Sebastian dove into their usual banter, exchanging pointed remarks about Potions ingredients and the questionable ethics of Sharp’s teaching methods, Evangeline sat in silence. Her books lay open in front of her, but her gaze was distant, her fingers tracing idle patterns along the edges of her parchment.

Sebastian glanced over and nudged her gently with his elbow. “You still with us, Sterling?”

She blinked, forcing her attention back to him with a strained smile. “Oh—yes, sorry. Just… thinking about the various uses for cat hair.”

“Cat hair?” Ominis, perceptive as ever, tilted his head slightly in her direction. His tone was gentle, though a hint of concern was evident in his voice. “You must really be focused. It’s not like you to let Sebastian ramble on unchecked.”

Sebastian raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me, Gaunt? Ramble?”

Ominis smirked, not taking his eyes off Evangeline. “Yes, ramble. She usually tells you when you’re overdoing it.”

Despite herself, Evangeline gave a small laugh, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. She looked down, twisting a curl of her dark hair around her finger as the three of them settled back into the familiar rhythm of study, with Ominis periodically offering advice on potion ingredients and Sebastian chiming in with exaggerated, self-proclaimed “expert tips.”

After a while, Sebastian let out a loud sigh, stretching his arms over his head. “Alright, enough about bezoars and lacewing flies. We need a new topic.”

Ominis raised an eyebrow, still focused on his notes. “Is that code for you not wanting to think too hard?”

“Not at all,” Sebastian shot back, grinning. “Just expanding our horizons.” He leaned back, feigning nonchalance. “So, Ominis… what’s the latest on you and Anne?”

Ominis blinked, caught off guard. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me,” Sebastian said, his grin widening as he relished Ominis’s discomfort. “She is my sister after all. Surely I'm entitled to some details about your courtship."

Ominis scowled, though a faint blush crept onto his cheeks. “We are not talking about this.”

“Oh, come on! Evie would back me up on this—right, Evie?” Sebastian turned to her, his eyes alight with mischief.

Evangeline blinked, forcing a small smile as she tried to follow the light-hearted tone. “I, uh… I think that’s up to Ominis,” she said, her voice distant. She managed a chuckle, hoping to pass it off as normal.

“Exactly,” Ominis added, his tone flat, though his lips quirked into a reluctant smile.

Sebastian rolled his eyes dramatically. “Fine, fine. I’ll leave it alone… for now.” He turned back to Evangeline, giving her a gentle nudge. “And what about you, Evie? Still dodging Leander left and right?”

She let out a short laugh, though it was more out of reflex than genuine amusement. “Oh, you know me… keeping him at arm’s length,” she said vaguely, her gaze drifting to the parchment in front of her, though she wasn’t really seeing it.

Sebastian raised an eyebrow, studying her for a moment. “You’re not usually this evasive. What’s got you so…” He hesitated, the question hanging in the air as he tried to find the right word.

“Look, I think I’m just… tired,” Evangeline blurted, standing abruptly. She grabbed her bag, feeling her cheeks heat as she realized how unconvincing she sounded. “I’m going to head to bed.”

Ominis frowned. “It’s barely seven, Evie.”

She faltered, quickly scanning for an excuse. “I, um… have an early start tomorrow,” she replied, even though it was an obvious lie.

Sebastian exchanged a quick, worried glance with Ominis, then looked back at her. “...Are you sure you’re alright?”

She forced a smile, clutching her bag tightly to her chest. “Yes. Just need some rest.” Her voice softened, almost apologetic. “I’ll see you both at breakfast.”

Without waiting for their response, she turned and hurried out of the Undercroft, her footsteps echoing faintly as she made her way back through the castle’s empty corridors. Each step felt heavier than the last, her friends’ concern lingering in her mind. She wanted to confide in them, to let them in on the dark fears that had surfaced, but a part of her recoiled, reluctant to expose the doubts the had taken root in her heart. She feared that even speaking it might give it strength, make it real.

She was climbing the stairs back toward Gryffindor Tower when the echo of hurried footsteps sounded behind her. She knew who it was before she even turned around as Sebastian caught up with her. He was slightly out of breath, one hand braced against the stone wall, and a hint of exasperation and determination in his eyes. “Evie, wait."

She sighed, feeling a mix of annoyance and warmth at his persistence. “Sebastian, I thought I told you I was fine.”

“Sure you did,” he said, catching his breath, his tone wry. “But you don’t look fine.” He straightened, taking a step closer, his expression shifting to one of gentle concern as he gazed down at her.

Despite herself, her heart skipped a beat as she looked at him. Even slightly disheveled from the run, he managed to look impossibly handsome, the late evening light casting soft shadows over his face. His hair was mussed, his freckled cheeks flushed, and his eyes held that piercing intensity she’d always found herself drawn to.

But she shook her head, pushing down the fluttering in her chest. “It’s nothing, Sebastian. Really.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, though she knew he wasn’t fooled. “I just… need time to think.”

He frowned, his gaze searching her face as if he could see through the walls she was building. "You don’t have to pretend you're okay. You know that, right?”

She swallowed, her hands clenching around the strap of her bag. “I… I know, Sebastian. It’s just… complicated.” 

He reached out, hesitating for a moment before gently placing a hand on her shoulder. “It’s alright,” he murmured. “I understand you don’t want to talk about it, but just… don’t shut us out. Don’t shut me out.”

The sincerity in his eyes was almost too much. She had to look away, her gaze dropping to the floor. Her heart raced, caught between the comfort he offered and the unsettling doubts she couldn’t quite shake.

“Sebastian…” She looked up, searching his face, trying to put into words the fear that had rooted itself within her. “I’m scared of… what’s inside me,” She took a shaky breath. “And I’m terrified of what that might mean.”

Without missing a beat, Sebastian squeezed her shoulder gently, brown eyes filled with fierce determination. “Evie, listen to me. You’re the strongest person I know. The bravest, kindest, most genuine person I know.” He paused, a slanted grin slipping onto his face. "Merlin, if you went to the dark side, Evie, there'd be no hope for the rest of us."

The playful glint in his eyes made the shadows around her heart feel a little less daunting. “Seriously," he continued, "If anyone could handle that kind of power and still stay true to themselves, it’s you. I’m not just saying that, Evie.” His smiled, looking down at her with that steady, unwavering gaze of his.

“You have so much faith in me, Sebastian,” she murmured, “More than I have in myself sometimes.”

His expression softened, and he reached out, taking her hand in his. “That’s alright. I’ve got enough faith for both of us.” His thumb brushed lightly over her knuckles.

She stared at their intertwined hands, feeling the warmth of his fingers against her skin. Evangeline had always known Sebastian’s friendship was steadfast, but in moments like this, his unwavering support felt like a lifeline. It made her want to tell him, to confess everything—not just her fears but also the feelings she had hidden beneath the surface, the emotions she always pushed aside for the sake of their friendship.

But she held herself back, pressing her lips together as the familiar ache returned. He didn't feel the same, and he never would. And she needed to learn to be okay with that.

“Thank you, Sebastian,” she said softly, her voice catching. “Sometimes… I feel like there’s so much I don’t understand, so much I’m afraid of, but…” She looked down, her thumb brushing over his fingers, reveling in the steady warmth of his hand. “You make things feel a bit less daunting.”

Sebastian’s grip on her hand tightened ever so slightly, and for a fleeting moment, she thought she saw something flicker in his expression, but he quickly masked it with a small, lopsided smile.

“Whatever you’re going through, Evie, I’ll be here. You’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.”

She couldn’t help but smile, though a bittersweet ache lingered. Her love for him was woven into every shared moment, every glance and reassuring touch, yet she had no choice but to keep it hidden, locked away in the quiet corners of her heart.

Sebastian, unaware of the storm of emotions swirling within her, gave her hand one last squeeze before reluctantly letting go. “So,” he said, a bit more brightly, attempting to lighten the mood, "you're not really going to bed are you?"

Evangeline let out a soft laugh, shaking her head. "No, I suppose not," she admitted, feeling a little lighter. "I just needed a bit of space... but maybe some company wouldn't be so bad after all."

Sebastian’s face lit up, his grin returning with full force. "Perfect! We could go bother Ominis in the Undercroft again. Or," he added with a mischievous glint, "we could sneak down to the kitchens and see if there’s any treacle tart left?"

She raised an eyebrow, her smile growing a bit wider. "The kitchens? Are you plotting to bribe me with sweets, Sallow?"

"Me?" he replied without missing a beat, "Absolutely not. What ever gave you that idea?" His grin widened.

Evangeline rolled her eyes, but there was warmth in her smile as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Alright then, lead the way, Sallow."

Sebastian offered her his arm, and she took it, her worries momentarily forgotten in the warmth of his presence. 

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quick sketches of Rook and Lysander's future kid - Rosemary "Mary" Hunt. y'all are probably going to see more of her (and some lilyarrow parenting adventures) because i am suddenly having domestic fluff brainrot

some lore/ramblings under the cut!

so Rook and Lysander probably have more kids (Rook has a lot of siblings himself so it was kind of a natural choice for him while Lysander hated being an only child and wouldn't want his kid to grow up like that either) but Mary's the oldest

since Lysander is trans, she's their biological kid too

she was also. uh. sort of an accident lmao. they only planned to have kids after they would get married but well. it certainly didn't go that way! not that they were unhappy about it (actually they got married while Lysander was pregnant)

when Mary was born, Rook was so happy, he accidentally sat on Lysander's glasses and broke them (Lysander made fun of him for that for years after)

Mary is. an absolute menace to society

she's energetic and wild and very independent, usually runs around wherever she wants and goes off on little adventures of her own

like both of her parents, she's very interested in nature and when she was little, she would often disappear for hours to watch different animals or wreak havoc in Lysander's garden (she tried to do gardening too! ...with different results. and also made a lot of mud soups)

very creative as well, she likes to experiment a lot with her appearance. she often tries out different make up looks, dyes her hair and modifies her own clothes. she loves to wear a lot of different colors, even if they're clashing

honestly she often kind of looks like she just put on the first things that fell out of her closet

speaking of appearance - her hair color is close to Lysander's original hair color

she thinks of Grim as her older brother <3 she often drags him on her little adventures

she's also INCREDIBLY spoiled; she has a lot of uncles (Ace, Deuce, Vil, Epel, Malleus, Kalim, etc) and they all treat her like a little princess <3 <3 <3

she has her favorite uncle and it's Vil but don't say that out loud