#or too happy lovey dovey

[taeiris]

how do i make byler st5 fanart thats like happy love fanart but conceptually romantic goth

[vampiresfromxenon]

I’ve come down with something really awful and nasty and I’ve spent most of my day in bed (whole body is in so much pain but that doesn’t stop the grind)

Leave it to me to think of cute Astarion fluff fics while I’m slightly delirious and wanting company to take care of me

Anyway nb! Tav (could be gn but I’m nb so deal w it) is very sick. All they can do is lie in bed, feeling like a sack of shit. They lie on their side, shivering even though the fire in their room is as hot as it can be and they’ve got as many layers and blankets as possible.

Astarion is scared to see his lover like this, as illnesses are now an unfamiliar territory to the undead man. He showers them with attention, helping them blow their nose and get them fed and hydrated. They panic, trying to be brave but they’re in so much pain that feels like it won’t go away. As they sob, he holds them tightly, trying to hide how upset he is to see them this miserable.

Later on they ask him to cuddle, hoping that touch may help heal their body aches and chills. However, with a high elf ice pack as a partner, Tav is a little worried about how his touch might make them feel. You can imagine their shock when he emerges from behind the dressing screen, head to toe in mis-matched clothing. Tav lets out a slight chuckle at the sight of him wearing a knitted mask that covers his whole head so that no part of his body touches them and sets them off. Crawling into the bed wearing mittens, a turtle neck, thick clothing, anything he could find, he shoves his discomfort aside. While they still feel like shit, he holds them close, hoping to keep them warm and safe while they finally get to rest.

[umbracirrus]

So!!! I finished my drawing of my dragonborn Elyse and Balgruuf now that I'm (almost!) free from university stuff for the year!

Ah I love these two. Especially Balgruuf 💛

[smilesrobotlover]

Great Fairy bad times

Hey look I’m finally posting that Warriors in a bottle fic that I’ve been teasing about but never actually posted! Let’s go! Uh TW... uncomfiness, boundaries being ignored, and an injury. Nothing too bad I hope :) 

The battle was growing more and more exhausting as the days went on. The amount of enemies the Hyrulean army had to fight felt endless, and the soldiers were beginning to falter. The feeling that they haven’t made a dent in the dark forces dropped their morale, and Link couldn’t seem to do anything to raise it up. He was sent with his own army to eradicate a group of monsters, but little did they know that it was a trap. Soon they retreated to the stronghold keep, trying to regroup to figure out a new strategy, but Link was at a loss. Soldiers from their other keeps scattered around were all captured, leaving them alone at the stronghold keep. Their numbers were dwindling, and Link didn’t know how to come on top.

He’s tried to get reinforcements, but the messengers were never able to make it to their destinations. Soon they would all be captured and possibly killed, which frightened several soldiers. 

Link sighed as he skimmed over the map for the hundredth time. There was nothing he could do. He looked up at the wary soldiers who were eating the last bit of their rations. The thought of having to surrender to the enemy made him sick. These men would probably get executed or tortured, and him, being the commander, would most likely have to watch. He silently put the map away and walked near the exit of the base. He watched as the sun began to set behind the mountains solemnly. Proxi popped out of his scarf and hovered near his face.

“Link? What’s wrong?”

Link looked at his fairy companion sadly. He swallowed hard and began to quietly explain the situation to her.

“Proxi, I don’t think we’re gonna make it out of this…”

“What?”

“Shh, I don’t want to worry the soldiers, but we can’t escape, we’re cut off and can’t call for reinforcements, the soldiers are tired, we’re almost completely out of rations… I… I don’t know how to win this.”

“Oh Link,” Proxi rested on his shoulder near his head, “are you going to surrender?”

“That’s what I’m worried about. If I surrender, what will they do to us? They’re not necessarily civil.”

Proxi flickered for a moment, then sighed. “Yeah, it can’t be anything good… I’m sorry Link. You think we could try to escape?”

Link shook his head. A messenger attempted to escape out of Death mountain, but they heard no news of his whereabouts, and monsters took over the exits. All options of escape were gone. 

“I should tell the soldiers,” Link said, after a moment of silence, “They deserve to know.” 

“I can do it for you!” Proxi offered. Afterall, Proxi was his voice in the beginning of the war, it was only because of her that he gained the confidence to use his own, but he didn’t need her now. He needed to personally deliver the news. 

“Thank you Proxi, but I need to do it myself.”

And with that, the hero of Hyrule, the last hope for them all, faced his soldiers, and delivered the news. The soldiers overall took it well, Link assumed that they accepted their fate as hope began to fail, but he could still feel the fear in their hearts. He couldn’t help but be afraid as well. But he had to be courageous, for them. 

When night came, the soldiers all enjoyed their last good moments, sitting around a fire, talking, laughing, and trying to lighten the mood. But Link couldn’t help but watch with a sinking feeling in his stomach. This was all his fault, he was the commander and he failed his men. Now they were going to lose everything because of his inability to lead. When the men laughed again, Link turned away, a lump in his throat beginning to form. He walked to his tent and set up for the night.

“You’re going to bed already?” Proxi asked, floating near him.

“Yeah, I’m tired,” Link said quietly, he got into the covers and turned away from his fairy companion. She floated around him for a moment but decided not to pry.

“I’m sorry Link,” Proxi muttered, then he felt her warm presence rest near him, and he closed his eyes, holding onto the happy laughters of the soldiers, that may be their last.

~~~~~~~~

“Hey! Link wake up!”

Link groaned as he felt Proxi hitting his shoulder, waking him up, and it took him a moment to see what was happening. Proxi seemed desperate and almost out of breath (though Link didn’t know if fairies even ran out of breath). He blinked hard and instinctively grabbed his sword, assuming they were in danger. He stood up and looked at his empty tent, the night silent except for Proxi. He looked at her.

“What’s wrong Proxi?”

Proxi floated around his head, and Link noticed that she was not scared, but excited.

“Link! I heard a voice! It was a great fairy! A great fairy is nearby! She can help us!”

Link gasped. He didn’t know a great fairy was near death mountain! With her help, they might have a chance of winning! Link ran to his things and quickly got dressed with Proxi basically buzzing with excitement. He ran out of his tent and marched over to the guards on watch. He explained the great fairy to them and the hope in their eyes was enough to get him going. 

Link ran out of the base with Proxi leading the way. He snuck around Death mountain, not wanting to be caught and losing their one opportunity at winning, but luckily, he was able to slip away unnoticed. That was until he reached the great fairy fountain, which was closed with a group of monsters, one of them being a gatekeeper, Link assumed. He quickly made work of them, grabbed the key the gatekeeper had, and opened the door to the great fairy fountain. He ran inside, panting for air in the quiet and serene room. Even in this dire situation, the great fairy fountain never failed to calm him down. He looked around, and then got on one knee. He couldn’t make a magic circle like Zelda or Lana, but he hoped that his plea would be heard regardless.

“Oh Great Fairy of Death Mountain,” he started, looking up to see if she was there. She was not, so he kept going. “I beg for your help. We have been fighting for days and there are no signs of victory for us. I ask that you assist us in any way. There are good men down there that could die, good men that have been captured, and I want so desperately to save them. Please… help us.” 

He bowed his head, and he felt a warm tingling above him. He looked up and saw the Great Fairy smiling down at him, however something about her smile made his skin crawl. Great Fairies were generally very strange to Link, but the way this one was looking at him felt off. Though it didn’t matter, he needed her help.

“If you could weaken them for us, we could drive them back and gain another victory for Hyrule!” Link began again, and the Great Fairy just kept smiling at him. He swallowed and looked at Proxi. Why was she staring at him like that? He stood up and took a step forward. “Will you help us?”

The Great Fairy tapped her chin with her long nails, and gave a hum. “You want me to weaken the enemies, yes?”

Link nodded, growing impatient, the night was slipping away, and soon the soldiers would be on their own. He had to get back to them.

The Great Fairy left the pond she was in and got closer to Link. He instinctively took a step back, his heart nearly jumping to his throat as she leaned forward, her face inches from him.

“How about I fight the enemy for you?” 

Link blinked. “F-fight? For us? That-that would be amazing!” He let out a bewildered laugh. That was the best possible scenario! With the extra help of fighting, from a powerful being too, winning would be easy! The Great Fairy gave a laugh at his reaction.

“I’ll take that as a yes?” She teased, poking his hair with her finger. His smile faded slightly at that, but didn’t want to seem rude. He nodded and bowed slightly.

“Your help would mean everything to us.”

The Great fairy smiled laid down next to him. 

“There is one thing however,” she started, running her fingers along the floor near him, “I don’t know what your strategies are, and I’ll need your help to tell me where I need to go and who I need to fight.”

Link nodded. “Of course! If you stay next to me, I can lead you to the enemy bases!”

The Great fairy giggled. “Oh, no, I have a much better idea. I’ll help you, but only if you’re in a bottle for me.”

Link was taken aback by that. Was she… negotiating?

 “But I can’t fight if I’m in a bottle.” He tried to explain, the idea of being in a bottle sounded miserable, but the great fairy hardly listened and got way too close for comfort.

“With me there, you won’t need to fight love.”

Link couldn’t help the yelp that escaped him as his feet were sweeped out from underneath him, and he fell backwards. He landed with a harsh thud against thick glass at the bottom and he tried to scramble to his feet, but the movement was limited. He stood up with a struggle as the bottle was carelessly jostled around and banged on the glass. 

“Wait! Let me out! There has to be another way!” He screamed, but the Great fairy didn’t listen. Instead she burst through the door and stared out at Death mountain, the sky turning orange as the sun began to rise, but Link didn’t feel any peace as it came up. He let out a yelp as the bottle jerked, causing him to fall. The great fairy gave out a laugh and began attacking the nearest keep. This was going to be awful. Link only prayed that he wouldn’t be in here for long.

~~~~~~~~~~~

Link’s hope for getting out of the bottle soon was short lived, he didn’t know how long he was in there, but it had to be over 3 days now. He couldn’t tell exactly since he was passing out at random times whether due to dehydration, being jostled around carelessly, or even almost suffocating, but he did count the sunsets he saw while in the bottle. 

The bottle was not fit to contain a living being, that’s for sure. The cork was too tight at times, causing the air to grow thin and suffocate him. Link would bash his sword against the thick glass to hopefully escape, or at least get air inside, but it wouldn’t break. It would get the Great Fairy’s attention however, and she’d loosen the cork so he could at least breathe. But even when he had air, the size of the bottle made it feel otherwise. It was so small that he couldn’t straighten his long legs when he was sitting, he could only keep them bent up against his chest. If he were to stand, he would just lose balance and hit his head against the glass harshly, so he resorted to sitting down. He could at least have a chance at not getting further injuries while sitting. Link wondered with a sick feeling in his stomach if it was this bad for fairies, but he couldn’t ask Proxi about it since she wasn’t in the bottle with him. He didn’t know where she was, but he prayed that she was safe.

Link was growing more and more exhausted as the great Fairy dumped him out of the bottle to wildly attack the enemies. Even though he was out of the tiny bottle, this wasn’t a pleasant break, he had to use all of his energy and strength just to dodge or deflect her attacks, but as soon as she was done and he could catch his breath, she would come up behind him and scoop him up into the bottle again. It felt like he was always on edge, trying not to get killed one way or another.

What made him most upset about this whole thing was that he didn’t help her out at all. She went to the keeps on her own and knew who she needed to fight. He was completely useless to her. Not to mention, the glass was so thick that she couldn’t hear him. No one could. His hoarse voice caused him to give up on screaming for help. 

Link sat down in the tight space with his knees up against his chest, using his arms to keep his head from smacking against the glass again. The last thing he needed was a bad head injury. He watched as soldiers fought hard against the enemy, and he wanted so desperately to be with them. Being in this bottle was humiliating enough, but it was torture not being able to help his fellow men, watching as some are cut down and unable to win their battle with the monsters. He tried so many times to get the Great Fairy’s attention, to help his comrades, but she paid no mind. She just kept on fighting and laughing.

Link yelped as the bottle jumped and the back of his head smacked the glass. He blinked back tears and rubbed the spot, his vision going blurry for a second. 

“Oh, did you hit your head too hard?”

Link opened his eyes and glared at the Great Fairy. Her creepy and possessive smile was peering at him from the other side of the glass, as if he were an animal to be observed. He looked down.

“I’m fine.”

The Great Fairy laughed and she once again continued to fight. He sighed in frustration as he watched the battle happen before him. It was difficult to see what was going on amongst the chaos, but he knew that the Hyrulean soldiers were fighting back valiantly. He was proud, and happy that they were finally winning the battle. 

Maybe if I stay in here, we will win… it shouldn’t take long, he thought, trying to find a positive in this situation. However, being bumped around in there made it very difficult for him. But it had to be over soon. It just had to.

~~~~~~

Link landed with a grunt as he was dumped out of the bottle for the hundredth time. It took him a moment to stand up, but he was snapped to the situation when a monster swung their weapon at him. He clumsily rolled out of the way and grabbed his sword to fight back. He wobbled a bit, his legs feeling like jelly, and his entire body aching. He felt weak and almost fell when their weapons clashed, but he had enough strength to prevail and win the battle. Though killing that monster took a lot more energy than it should’ve. 

The Great Fairy began dropping bombs from the sky on the monsters around her and he brought up his shield to protect himself, grumbling about how careless the she was being. If he moved even slightly from the position he was in, he would be caught in the explosions, thanks to her. Eventually the dust settled, and though his ears were ringing, he felt that it was done. He put his shield down for one second to check, until his legs were swept from beneath him, and he was falling back into the bottle.

He couldn’t hold back the scream when he landed. His back flared up in agonizing pain and his hand instinctively went to it, pulling it back to see if he was bleeding. He was not, yet the pain continued to be unbearable.

“STOP! STOP PLEASE!” He screamed as loud as his voice would allow him, and by some miracle, The Great Fairy heard him.

She inspected him from inside the bottle as he laid there in pain, tears streaming down his face and gasping desperately for air. He heard the great fairy let out an annoyed sigh, and she opened the bottle, letting him fall out into her hand, which made the pain worse. He tried not to move as she wrapped her fingers around him, to keep him still as her pointer finger touched his stomach area. He whimpered as a bright light appeared, and the pain was gone. 

“There we go, you feel better?” The great fairy asked, a smile on her face.

Link glared at her in response and she giggled, once again throwing him into the bottle. He yelped as he tried to land on his feet this time, and he looked back, where the great fairy resumed fighting.

She healed him. She healed him and she didn’t  even care that she caused him pain. He rubbed his newly healed back, trying to be extra careful as he was thrown around within the bottle. The phantom pains from whatever injury he just experienced lingered there, and he was cautious as he sat down. Clearly she could do whatever she wanted with him. She could be as careless as she wanted, because she was a great fairy, and great fairies have extraordinary healing abilities. As long as he didn’t die, her actions had no consequences on him.

He sighed and curled up into a fetal position, praying that he’ll be let out soon. He didn’t know how much longer he could take this torture. He even wondered with a sinking feeling if she would ever let him out again. 

~~~~~~

Link didn’t see a single monster in sight. The Great fairy was looking around as well, seeing if there were any stragglers she needed to take out. There were none. She hummed and uncorked the bottle, and for the last time, Link was dumped out onto the ground. He stood up shakily, wondering if he would be able to walk again, but felt a gust of air from behind him. He gasped and turned around, assuming it was a monster, but there was nothing. He frowned and nervously turned his head, realizing that The Great Fairy disappeared. When he looked behind him again, he nearly fell back as her large face was inches away from him. She giggled and used her hand to keep him from falling backwards.

“Thank you so much for your help commander!” She said in a sing-song voice. “We won the battle thanks to you.”

Something within Link snapped, and he launched himself off her hand, seething with rage as he was about to scream at her. Scream at her for treating him like a play thing for no reason. Scream at her for making him useless during this battle. Scream at her for causing him pain and not caring for it. But he stopped himself when he heard cheering from his soldiers. 

“Commander! That was incredible!” One recruit shouted.

“Getting the help from the Great Fairy saved us! Thank you!” Another cheered.

“All thanks to you we won the battle,” a captain said as he walked up, patting Link on the shoulders. The captain looked up at The Great Fairy with a smile, and she giggled in response.

Everyone was happy and cheering, they survived, they won against all odds. He couldn’t scream at her about what happened, not when everyone was this joyful. He swallowed down his anger and said nothing as the soldiers were all chattering amongst themselves.

He should be happy. He should be relieved. Afterall, The Great Fairy did what he asked of her. He shouldn’t feel upset, or violated, or offended that he couldn’t fight. He had to endure that in order to save his men, right? It should have been worth it in his eyes. And in a way, he was happy that she helped. She saved them after all. But he couldn’t smile. He couldn’t cheer, because he was so angry, and he felt violated, and he felt offended. He felt like a toy the great fairy wanted to play with, wanted to tease just because he is the way he is. Just because he has a pretty face.

He couldn’t do or say anything either. She was a great fairy, a powerful being that saved everyone’s lives. If he said something, he was afraid that people would call him ungrateful, they would be upset that he was insulting a powerful being. A heavy feeling grew in his chest, and he began to walk away to the best of his ability.

“Wait.” 

He turned around to see the Great Fairy smiling down at him. He braced himself for what she was about to say or do. She got close to him and poked his cheek.

“You are a brave one,” she said. Then she flew away, laughing like a maniac. Link turned around, the rage within him boiling up again. He ignored the soldiers who tried to talk to him, and he ignored the concerned cries of the captains, he even ignored the concerned voice of Proxi. He was just tired. He needed rest, a bath, a meal, whatever. He just didn’t feel good. So he walked to the hot springs that Darunia would talk about constantly, hoping he could at least clean himself off.

~~~~~~~

Link was sitting by the hotspring for possibly hours, his feet inside the water. He’s cleaned himself off, surprisingly had a lot of monster blood on him for not fighting as much as he usually did, but he felt a little better being clean. He didn’t make an effort to get food or anything, even though he was starving. He didn’t have an appetite after that all happened. His trousers were on, rolled up so they wouldn’t touch the water, but his chest was bare. He was carefully observing the bruises and cuts he had all over him. Mostly bruises on his torso and arms from being thrown around a lot. Conveniently, when the Great Fairy healed his back, she didn’t bother to heal the other little injuries on him.

Link rubbed his head that’s been killing him for days. He must have a concussion. He knew that getting food would help a lot, but he couldn’t stomach the soldiers, not now. Not when they were so happy and he was so upset.

“Hey.”

Link spun around and gasped to see Princess Zelda standing there, a smile on her face. He jumped up and saluted, and she responded with a small laugh.

“You don’t need to do that, Link. Especially right now.”

He looked down embarrassed, lowering his arm. Oh goddesses he was shirtless in front of the princess. 

“I–! I am so sorry Zelda! I’ll cover myself up right away!” He sputtered out, grabbing his undershirt so he could throw it on, but Zelda stopped him, a smile on her face.

“You did well Link. A messenger got to us a couple of days ago. I came as soon as I could.”

Link didn’t say anything. The messenger must’ve been sent out during the battle. After all, they would’ve been too weak and exhausted to hold their ground, they would need reinforcements as soon as possible. 

“You’re injured, Link.”

He looked up and stared at her for a moment, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for him to have bumps and bruises everywhere. 

“I… I am…”

Zelda went to lightly touch the bruises around his chest, and he watched as her hand slowly got closer, and an uncomfortable feeling grew in his stomach. He covered his chest quickly with his bundle of a shirt, stopping her.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I don’t want to be touched right now.”

She gave him a look that he couldn’t read. He got worried that he offended her. She was the princess! She can do whatever she wants! But she backed away and leaned against a rock, her proud smile morphing into a concerned look.

“What happened, Link? The captain and Proxi said that something happened to you during the battle.”

Link’s head shot up at Proxi’s name. 

“Proxi is ok?” He blurted out, stopping Zelda. She nodded with a smile.

“She’s alright. She and the captain came to me worried about you. Said that you were upset over something…” She paused, watching Link’s face. He looked exhausted, had dark circles under his eyes, his hair was a mess, and it was hard not to notice the many bruises that littered his body. He didn’t look back at her, however, so she kept going. “They said you were in a bottle? While the great fairy was fighting.”

There was a moment of silence between them, and Zelda was about to keep talking until she heard Link sniffle.

“It was awful Zelda…” He whimpered, clutching his shirt tightly. “It was so small and tight, I was thrown everywhere, I’m pretty sure my back was broken at some point. I couldn't breath sometimes, I tried to break the glass, I-I tried to beg her to release me, I tried to run away but she wouldn’t let me go! I couldn’t fight with my soldiers, I couldn't do anything I–” his breath hitched, stopping himself. Zelda didn’t know if he wanted a hug or not, so she sat there in silence, watching him as tears began to stream down his face. She never saw him cry before.

He sniffed and took a deep breath before continuing, “I don’t know what to do. I-I thought she could help us. We were going to lose, I knew it. Proxi said that she sensed a great fairy and I just… was so happy and relieved but…. She threw me into a bottle… I don’t know how long I was in there but… It was humiliating and exhausting, and I’m so angry at her!” His voice was raised at the end of saying that, rage plastered on his face, but it dropped and he slumped over. “I can’t do anything about it though.  She helped us. She saved all those soldiers. I shouldn’t be upset with her, my life is small compared to theirs but… I just… I don’t know.”

Zelda stared at him for a moment, anger beginning to grow within her as well. Seeing the hero break over something like this, it disgusted her. And it disgusted her that the person who did this to him was on their side. 

“Link, did you two strike a deal?” She asked, hoping there was a reason the Great Fairy decided to do this. Link shrugged.

“Sh-she asked me to help her… to know where she needed to go. I-I told her I would help. I just… she said she wanted me in a bottle and I didn’t say yes to that, truthfully I didn’t say anything, it was a weird request. Not that it mattered. I didn’t even help her at all! I know what she was thinking and I hate it! I’m so sick of being treated like a toy to be played with as if my feelings don’t matter! I just–” He pulled his knees up to his chest and burrowed his head in his arms. 

Zelda sighed, wanting so badly to hug him. She got closer to him as he cried, trying to be a calming presence to him. She looked at his torso and noted how thin he was.

“Link, you should probably eat something, or go to the medic,” she suggested, but he shook his head.

“I don’t want to see them. The soldiers. I don’t want to ruin their celebration.”

Zelda’s heart hurt from hearing that. Even when he was suffering, he was still thinking of others. She got even closer.

“Is it ok if I hug you?” She asked quietly. He didn’t say anything for a moment, but slowly leaned against her, and she wrapped her arms around him, rubbing his back, which seemed to relax him.

“I’m sorry you have to see me like this,” he whispered after a minute. 

“I don’t care, Link. I want you to know that I care about you, and even though you feel like you have to hide your true feelings from the soldiers, you don’t have to hide your feelings from me.”

He sighed, relaxing more and more, leaning up against the princess. They were silent for a long time, with her holding him, until Link said one final thing.

“Thank you, Zelda.”

~~~~~~~

Link woke up groggily in a cot. It was dark outside, however there was some light, possibly peeking out from the horizon. Was it nighttime? Or… morning? How long was he asleep? When did he fall asleep? Did he… oh goddesses did he fall asleep on Zelda? He sat up and looked around, no one seemed to be in his tent. Suddenly, a bright light appeared from his left side, and Proxi came into view.

“Link! Oh thank goodness! I was so worried about you!”

Link stared at her for a moment, then smiled, holding her close.

“Hey Proxi, I’m so sorry I didn’t look for you. What happened? Are you ok?”

Proxi rested in his hands and nuzzled his chin. “I’m fine! When the Great Fairy put you in the bottle, I flew away to get the other captain! But then she started fighting, and so did everyone else, and…” she stopped and hugged his chin tighter. “Are you feeling any better?”

He smiled, relieved that she wasn’t roped into that nonsense. “I’m a little better… just nauseous… Um… what happened? What time is it?”

Proxi rocked back and forth, humming mischievously. “Weeeellll, I didn’t know where you went, so I talked to Zelda when she arrived. I told her about you, and she went to find you and….” She stopped and giggled for a moment, which worried Link.

“Why are you laughing?”

“She came back a little bit later carrying you to the medic tent.”

Heat rose up to his face. “She-she what? I… uh…. How could she do that? I’m not light!”

“I don’t know but it was very romantic,” Proxi teased. Link huffed, and Proxi got more serious. “You were completely passed out, I was worried about you. You woke up for a little bit and we tried to feed you and stuff. But it doesn’t seem like you remember it much. I’m really glad you’re feeling better though. It’s almost morning now.” Proxi nuzzled in more and Link smiled. He did notice that he was less fatigued from before. He was just thirsty and hungry.

“Is there still food around?” He asked, he certainly felt the hunger pains. Proxi floated around him and flew over to where bread was covered with a towel. He went to walk over there, but his knees buckled and he fell to the ground.

“Link! Are you ok?”

“I’m fine Proxi… haven’t used my legs in a while, that’s all.” 

He stood up and wobbled over to the bread, grabbing a piece, and then sitting down on the cot with Proxi joining him.

“I’m happy that we didn’t have to surrender,” Proxi said quietly, snuggling up against Link’s arm. He grunted in response as he ate the bread. “But I am upset with what you had to go through. That wasn’t fair.”

Link patted the tiny fairy’s head with his finger, his mouth too full to respond.

“What are you gonna do tomorrow?”

Link swallowed and thought for a moment. “Well, I guess all of us that were fighting will return to Hyrule Castle. I’m sure I’m not the only one exhausted. And I guess I should… uh…” he could feel his face getting red, “I should really thank Zelda for… yesterday.”

Proxi giggled and curled up into the shirt he was wearing. 

“Sounds like a plan,” she yawned. Link smiled down at her and shifted to make her more comfortable. He looked around the dark tent, the sinking feeling in his stomach again, and a hint of fear too. He didn’t feel comfortable being on the mountain where the Great Fairy stayed, but he had to remind himself that she wasn’t Cia, and Zelda was here, so he was safe. For now. 

When he finished his bread, he laid back into the cot, his eyes drooping shut against their will. He snuggled Proxi in close and gave a deep sigh. It was over now. All he can focus on now was healing.

[pepperpixel]

Hey! Turns out I was lied to about the estimated delivery time of my shockwave, and he actually got here a few days ago and I never even noticed! Luckily somebody in my house grabbed the box but like! Yeah!! He’s here! He didn’t get stolen or anything he’s here! So!!! Here’s… some stupid lil pics I took of him and my soundwave together… cuz.. I wanted. to take stupid lil pics of him and soundwave ghghggg-

[earl-grey-love]

I had a dream about Howie 🥺 I love him so much. He is my sunshine 💕

[foxgirlmoth]

You ever realize you're in love with a Goddess

[lover-of-mine]

Giggling blushing and kicking my feet at a comment that said my edit is unique.

[rosicheeks]

🙃

[sttoru]

‘satoru hates arguments. even more so when your conflicts cause your baby daughter to be upset as well.’

☀︎｜tags. (girl) dad!gojo satoru x female reader. fluff, angst, comfort. mention of arguments between parents. comfort & happy ending, though!

satoru hates having arguments with you. he hates it whenever an argument turns into the silent treatment. he apologises and apologises — yet nothing helps to change your mood sometimes.

ever since you got married and had your daughter, you were a bit more sensitive to the smallest of things than usual. it wasn’t like satoru despised you for it; in fact, he understands that motherhood was and is stressful. that man was nothing but supportive to you.

though, your little arguments were indirectly having an impact on the mental state of your baby. you didn’t even know an one year old could sense the tension between her parents.

“mama, mama!” your daughter appears out of nowhere, waddling over to you standing in the kitchen. she had barely just learnt how to walk. her tiny hand reaches for yours and she points at the doorway with her other, “go, mama, go.”

you curiously let your little girl lead you towards where she was pointing at, only to arrive at the living room. satoru was sitting on the couch, idly staring at the ceiling, other hand fiddling with one of your daughter’s toys. he seemed deep in thought. even exhausted and clearly not his playful self.

“mama, go! mama go papa.”

satoru’s head turns to the side at the cute sound of his favourite little girl. he smiles brightly at her return to the living room, only for his smile to fade just for a second at the sight of you next to her. he isn’t mad at you—more like sad that you still seemed upset with him.

your daughter tugs at your index finger. she apparently wants you to go to her dad—wants you to interact or talk with him. her big eyes were staring up at you with a pleading look in them.

you were in a dilemma. of course, you wanted to put your daughter’s mind at ease. you could just fake interact with satoru—or actually just make it up—but there was still a small part of you that needed time alone. you weren’t yet mentally ready for another confrontation. you needed time to think it out.

however, part of you also knows that your earlier argument was kind of silly. you don’t even fully remember what it was about, that’s how irrelevant it was to your brain.

“c’mon, pumpkin. ‘tis not nice for you to bother mama while she’s cooking.” satoru’s soft voice startles you back to reality. he had already gotten up and crouched down to pick your daughter up in his arms, kissing her chubby cheeks to distract her; “mama’s busy, ‘kay? let’s go play with papa.”

even satoru knew that your argument had caused your little girl to feel some kind of stress. she didn’t fully comprehend the situation, though she was clearly uncomfortable by the fact that her parents were not acting nice and lovey dovey like they usually would.

“no, papa. mama!” the baby whines and points at you and then at satoru, her little legs kicking. it absolutely broke satoru’s heart — shattered it into pieces. oh, how he wishes to never fight with you again. the sight of his little bundle of joy trying to mend things between you two with all she could was simply too much.

satoru looks down at you and notices the way you look at your one year old as well. the same way he did; with guilt and sadness. he sighs softly and without further thought, wraps his free arm around your shoulders and brings you close to his body.

“c’mere,” satoru murmurs as he holds both your daughter and you to his chest, “let me hold my two girls, yeah? may i, sweetheart? please.”

your husband asks for your consent. if you were okay with this—even when he needs it desperately, to hold you again in his arms and to make it right to you—your comfort comes first. if you weren’t ready yet to make up, he’d let you go. even if it’d hurt him immensely.

you don’t answer with your words and instead let your actions do the talking. you wrap one arm around satoru’s torso, the other cradling your daughter closer to both you and him.

it was like nothing mattered anymore in that moment, except for your little family. your worries, stress and anxiety about everything and anything had vanished into thin air as you felt the embrace of the two people you held dear.

your daughter finally giggles—a sound satoru and you had greatly missed. you close your eyes and just rest against your husband’s body.

“mama papa, wuv!” the little girl squeals in happiness as she excitedly babbles on, causing both satoru and you to laugh as well. the white-haired sorcerer leaves a big peck on the baby’s forehead before doing the same to you.

“mhm, papa loves mama veeery much.” satoru hums and kisses your forehead again, solely because he missed being affectionate to you, “papa loves his sweet little angel too.”

you can’t help but chuckle along with your one year old—who seemed to be extremely content in her parents’ loving embrace again. this is how it always should be.

“mama also loves papa very much.” you reply, causing your husband to regain his usual big grin. he finally got what he longed for; to have you look and talk to him with love. your silence may have lasted only a few hours, but it felt like it had been a couple cruel months to the sorcerer.

your eyes meet his again and all was well. you smile at him and he smiles back before leaning in to kiss you gently on the lips. satoru’s arm that was draped over your shoulder moves down to curl around your lower back, pulling you as close to him as your bodies would allow.

he pulls back after a few seconds and just lovingly stares at your face again—eyes holding an affection only you had ever been able to witness. your eyes told the same story; nothing could separate you two. ever.

“waaaaah! mama papa, me, me!”

the romantic air between you two suddenly gets interrupted by your daughter’s excited demands. she was demanding kisses as well, puffing her cheeks up as she got ready for it.

“ohh? seems like our angel wants some kisses too.” satoru laughs and nods his head at the baby in his other arm whilst looking at you, “shall we?”

you giggle and nod back—not able to refuse your little girl any longer.

it was not long before the living room fills with the sounds of your child’s laughter, which was caused by the continuous kisses and tickles she was receiving from both satoru and you.

[thekaiserroll]

Hug

It's nearly impossible to have a quiet and peaceful day with the crew, like the strawhats. Nami is mostly used to the noise on Going Merry but one day she gets fed up with Zoro and Sanji arguing. Not only are they extremely loud, but they've also already broken way too many things during their fights.

She decides that If they want to act like brats, then she's going to treat them as such. So she makes them apologize and hug each other in silence for an hour. None of them are happy about this punishment, but Nami threatened to raise Zoro's debt, and Sanji couldn't say no to her. It could be worse.

It's awkward enough for them to not incite any fight for a long time and Nami is quite proud of herself. She knows it won't last forever but at least now she knows how to handle them. It inevitably happens again. And again. And again.

Much to her surprise, those fights became more and more frequent. And what's even weirder is that she could see the way both Zoro and Sanji occasionally glanced at her to make sure she was nearby. It's almost as if they wanted someone to make them hug each other. As if they needed an excuse.... these idiots.

Soon, they don't even need Nami's help. When they aren't busy training, cooking or fighting, they cuddle together. Sometimes Luffy or Chopper would join them, but most of the crew knew it was their time.

After two years spent separately, they became extremely clingy. It's no surprise when they start sleeping in the same bed. What is surprising is that despite them behaving like a lovey-dovey couple, those oblivious idiots are STILL unaware of each other's feelings.

[lymtw]

It's three in the morning and the sound of your phone vibrating against the bed wakes you from your peaceful slumber. You lazily reach for the blinding light next to you, instantly knowing who's on the other end when you see the blue diamond emoji.

"Hello..."

You were very much asleep, the raspiness in your voice making it that much more evident.

"Hey, sorry to wake you. Are you okay to talk for a bit?"

Satoru sounds like he's wide awake.

"Don't worry about it. What's up?"

You roll onto your side, your phone between your ear and your pillow. If you close your eyes for more than three seconds, you'll fall asleep again.

There's a slight pause between your response and his. Maybe the signal is bad or he didn't hear you.

"Is everything alright, Satoru?"

"I can't sleep."

He responds quickly this time. His tone didn't change. He didn't sound like he was in distress or too worried about the fact.

"Oh. Uh... have you tried drinking some chamomile tea? I personally don't like it, but when I need to rest, I suck it up and force myself to drink a cup."

He chuckles on the line. You always do what is best for you, even if it's not something you particularly enjoy.

"I think i'm just missing you a lot. Can I come over?"

It was strange to think he hadn't tried a tea remedy for his inability to sleep, but who were you to tell him that? Sleep deprivation does things to people.

"Right now? It's a little late, don't you think?"

You blink slowly, trying to adjust your blurry vision in the dark.

"I promise I won't fall asleep behind the wheel. I really want to see you. Please say yes."

You shut your eyes tightly and open them, your vision clearing up a little. When have you ever said 'no' to him? He always manages to change your mind when you do.

You sigh.

"Okay. You have the spare key to my apartment. I'm going back to sleep."

"I'll be there in like fifteen minutes. Love you, bye!"

You can hear the joy in his tone. He was genuinely so uncomfortable being alone with himself, that he had to wake you up so late at night to invade your space.

–

You knocked out again, once you hung up the phone. You were in such deep sleep that you didn't even notice when Satoru got to your apartment, or when he entered your room.

You did feel the bed weigh down when he laid down next to you, and your nose couldn't ignore his sweet, sweet scent.

"Baby," he whispered. "I'm here."

"Okay, now go to sleep," you mumble, your eyes still closed.

"Come here." He effortlessly turns you over and pulls you close, lifting your leg over his hip. His hand went up to your face, caressing your delicate, peaceful features before scattering kisses all over it, making sure to elongate the duration of the ones he leaves on your lips.

"Baby," he coos. "Come on, kiss me back."

He's like a dog—constantly begging for your attention. The thought makes you crack a smile, one Satoru does not miss.

"I know you're awake." He smiles, putting your leg back in place, before rolling over until he's on top you.

"Fucking hell, 'toru," you break, cracking up at how he had no remorse after crushing your body.

"There's my pretty baby. I'm so glad you're awake now."

"It's your fault," you grumble.

"If wanting to love you is a crime, then throw me in the slammer and toss the key." His nose dove into your neck, inhaling your scent deeply. "You're just so pretty, and you're all mine."

His affection was starting to evolve into more than lovey dovey kisses. His lips stung every time they met your delicate neck. His hands were roaming beneath your shirt, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

He loved the way your breathing quickened. It had him chasing more of the reactions associated with the hummed melodies.

"You are mine, right?" He knows the answer, but hearing you say it from time to time always makes him happy. His icy blue eyes can read your response before you even form it. He loves flustering you with eye contact tied with touches that burned with desire. To top it all off, he loves teasing you to see the way you scramble your response. "It's okay if you're not." He smirks, catching the way your eyes widened the slightest bit. "That's subject to change, isn't it?" He eggs on.

"I'm yours, Satoru. I belong to you," you say, making it crystal clear to him. "All yours." With this, he wouldn't doubt it again until the next time he wasn't with you.

"Yeah? You know, I would've done anything to hear those words from you." He leans down to kiss you, a spike of arousal hitting him when you bit his lip and sucked on it.

"Oh... you can't do that. I will put a baby in you." He has never said anything so seriously.

"I dare you to put a baby in me," you say, teasingly. You know he won't do it. He's not ready to share you yet.

"Keep acting like that and I will."

His lips ghost the column of your neck, trailing down your chest and lower to your abdomen. Your oversized gown of a t-shirt was the only thing standing between your body and his eyes. He pulled it up and off with a little help from you, tossing it aside after.

You were a little nervous about what was running through Satoru's head. He was devouring you with just his eyes and already you felt so flustered.

"God, don't ogle me like that, 'toru." You put your hands over your breasts—a makeshift bra to cover what he was staring at.

"Let me see you, baby," he pries, gently. He puts his hands on yours, not pulling them away as to not make you do anything you don't want to do. You end up moving your hands on your own, but turn away, unable to hold his gaze when he's watching you that way.

He cups your breasts, his thumbs swiping over your nipples, instantly making them pebble. He could feel the way you tried to press your thighs together, your relief disturbed by his body wedged between your legs. You tried your hardest to remain composed, but his fingers wouldn't let up. His eyes were glued to your face, watching intently until you let out a shaky breath.

"Mhm..." he hummed, grinning at your bashful attempt to stay quiet. "I know this is driving you crazy."

"Shut... up."

"If it isn't, why can I feel you rubbing up against my stomach."

You stop and your cunt throbs at the suddenness of it.

"Just let it out and we can move on. Let me hear that pretty little ah-"

"Fuck," you whimper, interrupting his instructive moan. Your back arches slightly off the mattress, your hands flying to grip his wrists, tightly.

"Good girl," he praises, his fingers letting off your tortured peaks. Little butterfly kisses are placed between your breasts, trailing down to your stomach, where he spends so much time eliciting giggles from you.

His fingers hook around the elastic band of your shorts and panties, pulling them both down in one swoop.

"I didn't know kissing turned you on so much," he says, eyeing the glossy remnants left in your underwear.

"'toru..." you whine, feeling somewhat embarrassed about the amount of arousal you feel at the simplest touches from him.

"What? I'm not complaining one bit. It's cute."

He slides two fingers between your folds, easily collecting your sweetness. You jolt at the sudden contact, looking at him with doe eyes.

"Oh, baby. I don't deprive you of my touch that much, do I?"

You shake your head as he continues to collect your nectar, his fingers dipping in slightly to fully coat his fingertips.

"My sensitive princess." He smiles, softly. "How many times do you wanna cum?"

He never asks you this, always just giving you everything he can give or what you can take. You go for a small number, not wanting to seem excessively needy.

"Maybe two times? Please?" Your voice sounds meek. Like you're asking him for the impossible.

Satoru just chuckles. "How 'bout we triple that number?"

–

"S-Satoru—fuck— just like that, like that!" Your head pushes back against the pillow, your hands beside your head, scrunching up the sheets.

This was the fourth orgasm. There was cum spotted over your inner thighs and sweat layered over both your bodies. He had driven you to insanity like he planned.

"More, baby?" He grunts, thrusting with his continuous pace.

"Please," you cry out, fresh tears welling in your eyes again.

Satoru loved watching the tears stream down your face because he got to lean down and kiss them away. He takes the opportunity to praise you— to tell you how good you're being for him.

Your back arched and you braced yourself for the intensity of your next orgasm. Satoru swallowed your moans, kissing you fervently through his own rush. His breathing stuttered when he felt your nails clawing at his back, and once again his cum spurted into you. His breathing was heavy through the nose due to his insistence of kissing you until he you patted him for air.

"Fuck," you muttered. You let out an out of breath laugh, your chest rising and falling quickly as you tried to even out your breathing.

"That's five, baby." He exhales sharply, leaning back and running a hand through his dampened locks. You look at him with twinkling eyes, a smirk being thrown in your direction from your admiration.

"Come here," you say, outstretching your arms towards him. Satoru immediately fills the vacancy, sighing when you rake your nails against the nape of his neck. "Want you to take your time with this last one."

He takes that as a green light to start up again. He guides his cock into you again, savoring the hum that leaves you when he stuffs you again and begins his slow rhythm.

"'toru?" Your voice sounded sultry to his ears.

"Hm?"

"This won't happen again. I hope you know that." You're trying your hardest not laugh or make any sounds that take from the meaning of what you're saying.

He had to raise his head to meet your gaze. Something in the way he looked at you made you believe that this would definitely happen again.

"I hope it does. I love having you under me."

"It's inconvenient. It's so late, 'toru. Why can't we fuck when i'm not trying to sleep? Like in the daytime, or earlier in the night?"

His lips trace your jawline, and you just know he's going for your neck. Satoru lives for pointing out the marks he left on you, the day after.

"Simple," he hums. "I want you to myself." His hips continue to rock into you at the same languid pace. "At night, nobody is gonna take you from me. You won't be distracted and I get all your attention to myself." He kisses your neck. "You're all mine at night. Nobody expects you to be awake."

You gasp when he hits a spot that aches deliciously.

"Come on, baby. Give it to me," he murmurs into your neck. You can feel the way his back ripples as he instinctively picks up the pace. He was overwhelming, thrusting deeper and deeper like he was trying to consume you. What was supposed to be a slow drive towards your final orgasm of the night, turned into him unapologetically using his stamina to lure everything he could out of you. He was almost too much with the way his mouth was ruthless towards your neck and the bruising grip he kept on your hips. You were rendered the smallest thing for him.

"Satoru," you moaned, mindlessly grabbing onto his shoulder blades.

"I know, sweetheart, I know." He kisses you, tenderly, heavily contrasting the savage speed of thrusts.

You whimpered into the lip lock. Your heels dug into the mattress and your toes curled from the intensity of the pleasure you felt. Your breathing became heavier but Satoru refused to unlink his lips from yours. He couldn't when the sounds you made tasted like heaven on his tongue. His own sounds mingled with yours, a harmony that let you know that you weren't the only one feeling good. He was rutting into you, a telltale sign that he was about to cum.

"Mmm..." he hums, before unlatching his lips from yours. He panted as he watched you unravel beneath him, the smallest pinch between your brows as you gushed on him again. The way your walls spasmed around him had him following right after, another load painting your walls.

He grinned at you devilishly, the expression followed by a bright and sunny, airy chuckle. He pulls out of you, and looks down to watch your combined fluids slowly ooze out of you.

"Damn, you really tried putting a baby in me." You sigh, heavily, immediately regaining his attention. "Why do we fuck like this every time?" You rub your eyes, your sleepiness coming back around.

"I'll get one in there someday." He rubs his palm over your stomach. "And also, it's always like that because I love the face you make when you cum and you love the process of giving me that sight." His eye conveyed a seductiveness to their expression that kept you in check.

Your face goes red, warm to the touch. "Shut up." You sit up and playfully shove him.

"I get to cover you in semipermanent kisses, too." His hand comes up to the side of your neck and his fingers trace the red smudges that will darken over time. You roll your eyes, yet still put your hand over his, bringing it to your lips to press a kiss to his knuckles.

"We should shower. It's almost five in the morning." You ignore the mischievous glint in his eyes and the way he's obviously trying to suppress a boyish grin.

"Carry me, please?"

Satoru chuckles, knowing exactly why you want him to carry you.

[lilislegacy]

i love how in heroes of olympus, there’s a boat full of couples (+leo☺️). and yet even if you didn’t know when each couple started dating, it’s so blatantly obvious that percy and annabeth have been together the longest, and are the most serious

cause frank and hazel are still pretty nervous/unsure with each other. they JUST started dating, and are so pure and adorable. they just haven’t quite figured out the romance part yet

and jason and piper have their moments, but they’re just so… distant. like not physically, of course, but they just don’t really seem to connect on a deep level. and they aren’t super affectionate, at least not physically or openly. piper is constantly unsure about where they’re at, and while jason has thoughts about how great piper is, he doesn’t openly show his feelings too often.

but percabeth? they’re the oldest in age (physically), have known each other the longest, and have been romantically committed to each other for the most time. they act like they’ve been together for eternity, which is funny since they were technically only dating for 4 months before percy got abducted. but they just have such a deep history together and such an intense connection. they’re in it for the long run. there’s no doubt or uncertainty - and it shows. like…annabeth is so wife girlfriend. there are so many funny/cute little moments, like her scolding him for putting too much syrup on his pancakes, and telling him to take a shower when he smells bad. and when percy suggests him and jason should go on a dangerous quest instead of annabeth and piper, instead of being like “omg he cares so much about me😍” (which hazel and piper would have done) annabeth is like “what seaweed brain?? you think two guys can do better than two girls??” and percy is immediately like “uh uh NO nope i definitely do NOT think that!!” he knows better. the immediate fear is so husband boyfriend of him. they simultaneously have the most disagreements (remember when percy called annabeth out when she thought she should navigate through rome alone, and basically called her stupid for thinking it was a good idea, and then they argued and had a face-off, which percy won) - while also being the most lovey dovey (they’re constantly putting their hands on each other - annabeth putting her hand on his chest to calm him down, putting their hands on each other’s arms for support, percy having his arm around her when they’re at the edge of the ship, always giving each other a kiss on the mouth or the cheek when they separate, etc). and they have no issues sneaking off in the middle of the night to do some talking and kissing. and quite frankly, making out in front of piper in BoO (remember that? when piper got super uncomfortable at how long their kiss was lasting, and then annabeth let out, and i quote, “grunt-whimpers”). they are just so natural and comfortable with each other. piper says it herself.

i just think it’s so funny. little frazel being adorable and blushing when they hold hands, jiper is happy to be dating but they’re also a little angsty and uncertain, and then there’s percabeth just being the old married couple they are. (and leo is being cute and fixing stuff)

[infictionalwonderland]

how about another bucky fic but instead the reader is all drunk and acting lovey dovey with him accidentally revealing her feelings towards him :)

Bucky sat, practically motionless on the kitchen stool—brooding the the sheer silence. His brood session was unfortunately disrupted as the door the kitchen slammed open with a harsh thud, he startled, back straightening and eyes narrowing as he stealthily grabbed a knife from the mantle and snuck up from his seat.

He slammed the presence into the counter mercilessly, wielding the knife, only to be met by the sound of your inhibited giggles and the scent of your perfume.

Bucky released you in an insist, stepping back from you immediately and lowering the knife.

“Nooo. Stay.” You whined out drunkenly, a glazed over look in your pretty eyes, hands reaching for him with a deep (adorable) pout on your lips. “Come back please.”

“I—Y/N—“ He furrowed his brow nervously as his heart beat stuttered, “you’re drunk?”

“What, no!” You exclaimed, waving your hand about flippantly and making a face at his face, attempting a causal pose against the kitchen counter, resting your head on your hand. “I—“ You hiccuped, “have never, ev—er, been drunk a day in my life.” You nodded, seriously.

He stared at you, eyebrows raised, a faint amused smirk threatening to curl up his lips.

Your seriousness was broken as you giggled, twirling yourself in circles. Bucky watched with secret fondness, stepping closer to you in case he had to save you from a fall, which he did.

As his arm caught your waist to steady, you all but melted against him, humming contentedly.

His eyes widened slightly at the noises of happiness escaping you, taken back, he allowed his arms to loosen around you.

“No!” You snapped softly, pulling his arms back tightly around your waist. “Mhmm—I—I like when you touch me. And—just when you look at really. It’s nice to—be noticed be you.” Your slurred, swaying side to side casually and holding his arms around your waist.

Bucky almost fell over.

“Wha—“

“You’ve got really nice eyes.” You admitted, unashamed. “I—i like looking at them, i—f-feel happy looking at all of you,” you giggled, “these especially.” Your hands reached up and squeezed his biceps to further your point.

“I—“

“Nat says that means I have a crush on you,” You face turned into a pouty-angry-sad look that he couldn’t see but heard through your tone, “but—I don’t want to, because you didn’t crush on me back—“ you almost whined.

“Bu—“

“A—and that’s okay, I can think you’re really pretty and strong and brave and k—kind to myself.” You slurred, sounding pleased with your logic as you lifted his hands up and kissed the backs of them (again, Bucky almost fell onto his arse), before settling them at your hips and spinning to face him, entwining your arms around his neck and cuddling into his chest with a content hum.

“Y—“

“And—I—“

“Y/N.” Bucky finally cut you off, softly but pointedly. He squeezed at your hips, pulling you back slightly so you could make eye contact. “You’re going to regret saying all this tomorrow, and I don’t want you regretting even more so how bout some quiet doll, for your sake.”

You blinked twice at him before humming in acceptance, burying your face back into his chest.

“And—I’m probably gonna regret admitting this too—“ He brought out, hesitantly and quietly as he squeezed you again, “but I really do crush on you back doll.”

You snored softly against his chest.

Bucky smiled down at you fondly.

(He’d tell you again tomorrow)

[foxgirlmoth]

A message from a loved one just rewired my brain I think

[il-miele-che-scrive]

Go for his brother part 2

Part 1 here

Part 3 here

username1 DOUBLE BETRAYAL 😭

↳username2 wdym bro wtf Arthur is just getting his karma, he CHEATED on Y/n with her best friend

↳username2 and Y/n only got with his brother after the breakup

username3 It's so crazy to me how not long ago Y/n was with Arthur at Charles' race and we could see them all lovey dovey and now she's with Charles 💀

username4 I hope they actually like each other and it's not just something Y/n schemed to get back at Arthur

↳username5 And even if it is, so what? Both Leclercs deserve this if she's doing it for the sake of revenge

username4 What did Charles ever do to you 😭 he's a literal pookie

username6 I am BEGGING to find out Arthur's reaction

username7 I wanna see this on Drive To Survive lmao

↳username8 The most interesting thing in the whole season lol

username9 Exactly! Men driving in circles? Nah, fuck that, give me family drama

yourusername The Art & The Artist

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charles_leclerc I took way more than these 2 pictures, should post them all

↳yourusername some would get me banned🤭

username1 MY OH MY

username2 What did she say 😐

username3 I'm jealous but haven't decided if I want him or her

username4 Arthur better not read this comment section (I hope he will)

francisca.cgomes Thanks for blessing my eyes 🫶

↳yourusername You're welcome bestie🫶

username4 it's so nice to see Y/n found a friend who won't steal her bf

username5 You can't be sure, it's Charles Leclerc we're talking about. You think he wouldn't go for his best friends' girlfriend who is now his own girlfriends' best friend after pulling what he's just pulled?

username4 ngl girl I got lost in whatever you're saying

yoursister In your iconic girl era ❤️

↳yourusername I slayed didn't I 💅

username6 Honestly guys I believe it's not just a revenge scheme

↳username5 What makes you think that?

username6 Given these pictures and the pictures from the gossip page they look pretty much happy to me, too happy for it to be fake

username5 Whatever you say, we'll see. They have to get tired of pretending one day

exbestfriend Glowing ✨🩷

↳yourusername 😐

↳francisca.cgomes 😐

↳yoursister 😐

↳charles_leclerc 😐

↳pierregasly 😐

↳georgerussell63 😐

↳carmenmmundt 😐

↳alex_albon 😐

↳lilymhe 😐

username7 Y/N AND HER COMMENT SECTION ARE ICONIC 😭

↳username8 I can't stop imagining them having a gc and she sent a screenshot of her ex best friend's comment like "you know what to do, guys" 🤣

username9 I just know Arthur is screaming crying throwing up because LOOK AT WHAT HE LOST

username10 Lol who's next? Toto Wolff?

arthur_leclerc My favorite love story is ours ❤️

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exbestfriend So happy we found each other ❤️❤️

username1 💀

username2 Alright they both have the audacity

username3 your love story is cheating on Y/n lmao

username4 Imagine they have a kid one day who'll ask mom dad how did you meet lol

↳username3 I'd be EMBARRASSED

username5 They deserve each other tbh

username6 Hey but... What if this pic and Y/n's pics were taken on the same day...

↳username7 wdym

username6 Arthur wanted to keep and eye on his ex and his brother from afar 😭

username7 it's terrible but possibly true lmao

exbestfriend I'm so sick of people judging us

↳username2 That's what you deserve, the both of you

↳username4 when actions have consequences:😮

yourusername Back at the paddock ❤️

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username1 At least she didn't downgrade right?

yoursister You guys look so good together

↳yourusername Thank you 🫶 ily

↳charles_leclerc Yes we do 😊

↳username2 Y/s/n never commented anything like this when Y/n used to post with Arthur😭

lilymhe It was nice catching up with you when the boys were playing

↳yourusername maybe next time you and Alex could come over so the boys can play some video games together

username3 Pls they're just two single mothers bonding over their toddlers being besties😭

username4 I NEED TO KNOW IF ARTHUR WAS THERE

↳username5 You crazy? Ofc he wouldn't have come, he's too scared of confrontation

username4 Okay but then what if one day Y/n and Charles get married? Will Arthur just skip his brother's wedding?

username5 I think some time will pass before Charles decides to settle down. And not with Y/n, that's for sure

username6 Why not? Y/n makes a much better couple with Charles than she did with Arthur

username5 Charles would never take her seriously lol she dated his brother, Charles is just having fun with her while letting her have her moment

arthur_leclerc Are you wearing the dress you wore on our first date?

↳username2 SHE'S WHAT?????

↳username3 wtf are u doing here

↳yourusername Maybe...

username4 Mother keeps slaying 😭👏

username7 I aspire to be like Y/n fr

alex_albon Lily said we should have a double date

↳yourusername Let's do it then @/lilymhe @/charles_leclerc when and where

arthur_leclerc I just wonder when will you get bored of this

↳yourusername Bored of what exactly? Going to races? You know I've always enjoyed looking at cars go vroooom

arthur_leclerc You know what I mean

arthur_leclerc Of pretending to like Charles just to prove me some delusional point

yourusername You really think I'd waste my energy on that? It's a funny coincidence indeed, but I do like him actually

arthur_leclerc Mhm sure I give you maybe 6 months more, can't keep pretending forever

charles_leclerc A family gathering & the morning after

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username1 OH GREAT HEAVENS

pierregasly Now that's something none of us expected

↳username2 bro speaking facts

username3 They said fuck you Arthur you'll get a proof we're not pretending😭

username4 Well at least the family already knew her

↳username5 Pascale liked Y/n so much she said girl you have my blessing no matter which one u marry

username3 Guys do you think Arthur was there? You know, it's a family gathering, so he had to be there, right?

alex_albon Charles settling down wasn't on my bingo card this year

↳lilymhe Neither was it on mine but I love it

francisca.cgomes Girl you realize there's no going back now? 😂

↳yourusername I hope so😜🫶

arthur_leclerc I still can't believe how disrespectful you both are

↳charles_leclerc Look who's speaking of being disrespectful

↳yourusername stfu arthur maman literally had to kick you out of the party

username3 The way it used to be "Thurthur" and now it's "stfu arthur" 😶

username2 at least the "maman" is the same right

username5 I feel like Pascale likes Y/n more than she likes Arthur

username7 wtf guys PASCALE HAD TO KICK ARTHUR OUT OF THE PARTY 😭😭

↳username8 That's crazy, imagine how's the wedding gonna look like

carlossainz55 Getting engaged after a few weeks? Is she pregnant?😂

↳username9 Not funny

username10 Chill that's just millennial humour from back when pregnancy outside marriage was a disgrace

↳charles_leclerc We've known each other long enough to make this decision 🫢

carlossainz55 Valid point

arthur_leclerc But for majority of this time she was my girlfriend

charles_leclerc On which you cheated

arthur_leclerc @/yourusername did you use me just to get to Charles? Was it your plan from the beginning?

↳yourusername Sure because I have nothing else to do lmao

↳yourusername We've talked about it yesterday arthur, don't start again

arthur_leclerc I just still can't believe Charles would do something like that to me

yourusername And half a year ago I believed you wouldn't have ever cheated on me

charles_leclerc I said it yesterday and I'll say it again, Arthur I will always love you as a brother, but you messed up big time, you can't be mad at us