#rosykim

[ambrosykim]

your loving arms are the true delight

pairing: ambrose kim x f!button (alex wiseman) words; rating: 2,5k; mature (non-explicit sex at the end) summary: alex and ambrose's first time getting intimate a few months into dating a/n: i've been writing this for so long and it's sg really close to my heart so enjoy the nerds being super grossly in love while exploring alex's asexuality

"so, what are your plans then?" nick leans against the doorframe as alex is putting her shoes on.

"oh, i've been meaning to show ambrose this small restaurant--"

"the one with the squid ink pasta?! i thought we agreed on keeping that a family secret!" nick is looking at her as if alex just set one of his ovens on fire - which, for the record, she has done. but only once and he keeps bringing it up even though it's been years.

alex raises her brows in response to her brother, but still says "well, i'm showing it to him anyways. you're not the boss of me," ending the sentence with a mental picture of her sticking her tongue out even if she feels too formal in her outfit to actually do it.

nick rolls his eyes.

"fine, i may just not want the place to get ruined for me by knowing that ambrose kim has set foot in there before," at alex opening her mouth, nick continues. "and i know, 'i need to grow up' i'm trying, okay? it's hard enough to accept that ambrose kim is dating my baby sister."

at this alex once again raises a lone eyebrow and mentally responds to her brother. "-and yes, i know, you're not a baby anymore and i love seeing you happy but it might take me a bit more time to accept ambrose kim as the source of that happiness." as a response alex only leans in to hug nick, who in turn uncrosses his arms to embrace her back.

their moment is interrupted by two sharp knocks on the front door.

he's here.

"speaking of the devil," nick has a slight smirk on his face. "don't let me keep you from your beau." alex gives a slightly annoyed huff at this, but quickly regains her previous cheeriness.

it's hard to be annoyed when a fancily dressed ambrose kim is on the other side of the door, waiting for her. as she's about to open the door, she calls back a quick "don't wait up!" to nick. to this, nick only answers with a wiggle of his eyebrows and an "ooh la la!" which alex quickly tunes out in favour of being able to properly kiss her boyfriend in greeting.

even though it's becoming one of her favourite pastimes, sometimes it still feels odd to be leaning down to kiss rosy- ambrose. despite him reassuring her that the height difference doesn't bother him, alex sometimes still feels overly conscious of the half foot that she's got on ambrose. still, the height difference allows for easy access to his forehead for forehead kisses, which she's getting more and more fascinated with, even though - or especially because - he always grumbles about it, but still allows it.

—

nick's comment only resurfaces in alex's thoughts upon entering ambrose's house after their pleasant restaurant date.

it really was lovely, after their meals they shared some tiramisu and talked about their most cherished books. after a while it evolved into alex ranting about her favourite character, to which ambrose only attentively listened to without any complaints - in fact, he seemed very taken by her enthusiasm. he really is an ideal date, alex must say.

after closing the door, ambrose turns to her.

"would you care for some tea? i've recently bought some strawberry tea and i wanted to get your opinion on it."

"that would be great, thank you," alex is still toeing off her shoes, so she misses the way ambrose softly nods at her as he makes his way into his kitchen.

she suspects that he mainly keeps tea at home for her enjoyment, since she knows ambrose prefers coffee. a bit after they started dating, an electric kettle suddenly appeared in his kitchen which he was very nonchalant about, but alex assumes he most likely bought it for her, since she’s been spending a considerable time at his house in the past months.

it's become a habit to have tea after their dates, which alex absolutely adores.

they sit on his couch - a dreadful cream colour, devoid of personality - and usually read together or play cards. lately ambrose has been teaching her to build a house of cards, but she's not very good at it, usually letting it fall apart with her exhaling laughter.

today, however, alex is suddenly preoccupied with overthinking what nick said - or implied more like - to her, his way of singing out 'ooh la la' ringing in her head.

as ambrose approaches with two mugs of steaming tea - both strawberry, as he has been expanding his tea drinking horizons since starting to date alex - alex snaps out of her trance of overthinking. she takes the mug, cradling it in her hands while ambrose sits down next to her.

noticing alex's motionless state, he starts to gather their books, as if to settle in for a night of quiet reading, but alex knows that he's giving her time to start talking. despite being usually chatty, ambrose knows how hard serious conversations are for her, and he feels that alex is thinking over something heavy. when he has their books - alex keeps a book at ambrose's for nights such as this - he hands the right one to alex.

after taking it - while her focus is still seemingly on the cover of the book - alex starts speaking.

"you know i want to have sex with you, right?" flicking her eyes up at her boyfriend she realises he's staring at her with a blank look. though she hasn't figured out all his expressions yet in their three months of dating, she can feel his shock rippling through the air. "i mean... eventually, you know? not right now but," as she continues speaking, he slowly puts his book down on the coffee table to join their mugs of tea, turning his body towards alex.

when she still doesn't get a reply, she continues. "-but, like soon? i guess? i don't know how soon after starting to date is normal... and you know i haven't had sex before so i'm like, kind of nervous about it. not that i don't trust you, you know i do, i just-" ambrose puts one hand on alex's knee, which immediately shuts her up. she looks up from where she's still staring at the book in her hand, only watching as he plucks it from her grasp and joins their hands together.

"alex, please breathe. i hope you know i'm not expecting anything from you. not now, or ever." despite ambrose keeping his expression neutral, alex can feel the warmth radiating from him.

"i know, i just... don't want you to feel like i'm not attracted to you, or that i'm waiting for you to seduce me or something."

at this, ambrose raises a single eyebrow, as if him 'seducing' anyone - even alex - is ridiculous. to be fair, alex has to keep herself from laughing at the mental image of ambrose throwing himself at her while clad in lingerie. as if reading her mind, ambrose's eyes narrow in alex's direction, but she knows he's determined to continue the conversation. getting over the mental image of ambrose in lingerie, alex continues. "because i am. attracted to you, that is. you know that i've got difficulties with the whole sexual attraction thing, and after a comment nick made, i'm just overthinking everything." she gestures at her head, as if to indicate where exactly her overthinking is happening at the moment.

"plus, i just like having a plan for everything, so maybe let's come up with one for the time we end up having sex?" alex's big eyes bore straight into ambrose's own, and he nods.

"that sounds perfect. i would like to know what you'd be comfortable with doing and what i could do to make it enjoyable for you."

still sitting turned towards each other, alex suddenly tries to hide her face by looking over her shoulder. as ambrose reaches over to cradle her head while gently turning it to face him, he sees tears welling up in alex's eyes.

"i'm sorry. what you said was just so perfect and i just-" ambrose wipes the tears off her face with his thumbs and leans up to slowly kiss alex's forehead.

"we will have a detailed discussion later, about what you're fine with and what i should avoid doing," as he says that, he continues to hold alex's face in his hands, looking deeply into her eyes.

alex opens her mouth, to which ambrose lowly chuckles before speaking.

"i know, you like to have a plan for everything, which is why, in this conversation, we will also include a detailed schedule for our first time, all right?" to this, alex only nods, while letting out a watery chuckle that sounds eerily similar to a sob.

"thank you. weird how the tables turned in this conversation huh? look at you, doing most of the talking," and with that, alex is back to being her usual self, only the subtle shining of tears in her eyes indicating that the past few minutes actually happened.

while glad that his girlfriend is seemingly returning to herself, ambrose stares into her eyes, as if looking for a confirmation that she really is all right. after finding what he’s looking for in alex’s gaze, he nods to himself, finishing his inspection with a peck to her cheek.

her eyes crinkling with joy at this, she chases his mouth to capture it in a proper kiss which he eagerly responds to, while not letting it become anything more. with that, she reaches to get their reading off the coffee table. she hands ambrose one of the books as she settles down on the couch, leaning into the side of her boyfriend for an evening of quiet relaxation, shelving this conversation for later.

—

in the end, after some thorough discussion, they came up with a plan they were both comfortable with. ambrose made sure to talk through exactly what touch alex would be fine with, even though they agreed that he would be physically removed for most of their first time.

alex has never done anything like this before and she is nervous. she is currently laying on the bed against the headboard, still talking to ambrose who’s just coming in from the other room.

even though she's gotten used to ambrose's attention being focused on her, this is something entirely new, and she knows he’s noticed her slight tension. she can feel his gaze on her as she gets comfy on the bed, while he sits in the chair that’s been brought in for him from the kitchen.

she proposed to let him on the bed with her but ambrose insisted that the chair would offer him a better view - to which alex blushed a deep pink, and ambrose only answered by clearing his throat.

now, she's leaning against the headboard - which is firm under her head, grounding her - with most of her clothes gone.

ambrose was meticulous in removing her clothes, while also not making her feel overwhelmed in the process. he made sure she was comfortable with his actions by dizzying her with kisses, which made her both more eager and more compliant with him. still, he didn’t overdo it, and was very precise in which part of her body he touched.

(god, alex loves him so much.)

after she has been properly riled up through the slow undressing and kissing process - which took around half an hour not that she was timing it - she is now laying against the headboard in only her bralette and an unbuttoned shirt, making eye contact with ambrose.

he's sitting with his arms crossed, only dressed in his black joggers - and looking very enticing if alex can say so herself.

maintaining eye contact, she slowly moves her hands down her body, stopping at her center. she doesn't know what to do with her other hand, so she slides that over her breast, more out of comfort than any stimulation.

she's hyperaware of her lover's intense stare, and though he hasn't changed his position since sitting down, alex knows he's affected just by how hard he’s clutching his crossed arms. still, today is not about his pleasure, but about getting to know alex and her comfort levels with intimacy and sex, and he knows that. his eyes suddenly jump from alex's own, to where she just started touching herself.

she still feels a bit nervous, but just looking at ambrose and his lips pressed together from concentration - and from how much he's affected by her - helps. shifting her focus to his arms - still crossed, muscles bulging from how hard he's holding himself back - she feels herself getting more and more wet. she's also just as affected by him as he is by her, her quiet breathy whimpers filling the silence of the room.

just then – maybe after hearing her - with eyes flicking to hers, ambrose stands up and makes his way to the foot of the bed.

he does so as slowly as he can, giving alex time to adjust to his proximity. as he sinks down to the bed, alex nudges him with her leg, giving him permission to touch her. he slowly snakes his hands onto her calves, tightly holding on, his eyes still boring into hers.

alex flits her gaze down to concentrate on where his hands are grabbing her skin, looking intently at his hands – she’s always loved his hands, strong and sturdy - as she continues rubbing herself, getting close. she's nearly willing him to move closer, but he's keeping a respectful distance, though he slowly starts stroking her legs.

she could come by only the way he looks at her. it's as if he wants to devour her whole, yet still so full of tender love.

as she's getting close, she detaches her hands from her body to make grabby hands to her boyfriend, who complies with a slight smirk on his face, coming to cage her thighs with his muscular ones, careful to not put his weight on her. he gently but firmly grabs alex's face, kissing her deeply but still keeping his eyes open, as if not wanting to miss a single moment of what's happening.

as he envelops alex with his frame – keeping a small distance between their bodies - she reaches down to continue rubbing herself where she left off. as a response, ambrose grips her waist with one hand and slowly holds her breast with the other, swiping his thumb over her nipple, making alex's voice hitch as she comes.

at this, ambrose detaches his mouth from alex's, wanting to be able to watch his partner come. afterwards, alex reaches up to kiss him, conveying all her love towards him, smiling into the kiss.

as ambrose lays down next to her, she turns to him, snuggling in close to him.

ambrose huffs a small laugh but accepts his fate, knowing that he can’t escape from alex’s need from cuddles.

[lavellane]

i dont like the idea of everything being linked to the fade or the elves and mages etc etc and i think ive said that several times atp. but yknow what i DO want linked to everything? the deep roads actually. and im being serious abt that

[lanaevyssmoved]

"for bad" and whichever q you havent answered yet and want to — for alfihri ofc ! 🥰

For Bad: Is there anyone who had an undeniable negative impact on your OC’s life? How did your OC deal with that change? Have they been able to move on?

yeah! this would be the emperor. spoilers for the very end of the game!

afhiri went for the free orpheus ending of the game - i did rewrite the ending to fill in a gap i felt was missed with the emperor, however.

so, in afhiri's canon, afhiri and the emperor were lovers. further than what the game showcased, they were an item and it wasn't just one night of sex or small moments of vulnerability. the emperor came to afhiri every night, and they were share intimacies together of many types.

when the final decision came on trusting the emperor or freeing orpheus, afhiri was immensely stuck. this was a decision where afhiri turned to her friends, and it wasn't their choice.

this angered the emperor, who realised then that he had been focusing on the wrong person from the get go, and that afhiri would fold under pressure of choice.

afhiri looked to her companions, and the most dominant voice rose up with no arguments from anyone. and that was lae'zel. so the decision was made to free orpheus with no commentary from afhiri.

the emperor, angry, hurt, betrayed, asked afhiri why. after everything they had been through together, everything they shared, everything he gave her, why they did not stand up in this one moment for it. and afhiri said two words.

"trust me."

now i'm conflicted on this part - i can't decide if from here i should follow the canon of the emperor leaving and joining the brain, or if i should rewrite it to the emperor staying. either way. woof

[shadowglens]



abt ur pc question! honestly in most cases id say it rly is just elitist snobbery lmao. the only downside to buying pre-built is that there's often times a mark-up on the price, so it's up to you if the trade off is worth the convenience. some people claim that pre-builts use second rate parts too but honestly ive had MY pre-built for like 6 years now and ive never had an issue outside of needing to replace a part or two. and mine was quite cheap as well so ! if ur interested in a pre-built i'd def say go for it <3

ty for this tay! honestly that's what i assumed was the case, but everywhere i look people always seem to be so against prebuilt that it made me think there was something genuinely wrong with them 🤣 not to mention so many of the sites are so us-centric that three quarters of the websites/retailers don't even exist here in aus lol.

if you don't mind me asking, what brand pc do you have? there's just so many out there - idek where to start looking.

[kirnet]

dorotea 🤝 triss having fucked up supernatural encounters back in the day love that for them ! 🍓🍓 for tea pls and also 🍓 for miss stoja as well hehe

Omg what was triss’s?? :o

🍓 dorotea… is just like her mom. In personality and attitude and her face. The only thing she really got from her dad is her eyes. Seeing them next too each other is fucking eerie. Tea is aware of it and fucking hates it.

🍓 teas romance with Adam doesn’t actually start until she jumps in between falk and Adam at the carnival. I think that’s when Adam starts to catch feelings. Tea doesn’t begin to start to crush until Adam is really injured from trying to save sanja and they have a tender moment and she hums him to sleep while playing with his hand. Before that they are BITTERLY at each other’s throats but they have a grudging respect for each other

🍓 stoja is attracted to rosy from the get go, but she’s 100% playing it up to annoy both rosy and Nick. She loves the attention. She only goes ‘oh shit’ when he calls her by her first name during training rip

[pinkfey]

tagged by the lovely @risingsh0t and @thedeadthree; tysm angels 😚💕💕

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major apologies for any double tagging/missed tags/etc; i tried to tag ppl who afaik are still active and also remember all the new urls as best i could ☺️🌼

[lavellun]

tag game: make posters inspired by your url!

i was tagged by @toshiiya @rhaenyra-the-gracious and @henrywinteris - thank you so much, loves 🤍✨ this was so much fun and obviously very much inspired by my own lavellan! 🍃

tagging @veilguards @poetscinema @winedark @halsiin @saintirulan

@crucefix @blindings @rosykims @ladyrhea @lestogrifoni 💚

[thedeadthree]

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[tethrras]

fave female character poll

i never do these tag things but i was tagged by my loves @pinkfey and @rosebarsoap so i figured i would actually do one for once to forget the Miseries so. here it is.

i tag @lvllns @faarkas @twiddlestix @faerun @rosykims @wildmelon and whoever else wants to do this. and SORRY if you've done it already. i've been losing my mind

[mythalism]

tagged by @nicolajpg omg this is so silly n fun

these are just basically my most used reaction pics but they serve as a clear window into my psyche xoxo

tagging @idolsgf @stars-in-stones @rosykims @arlathen @zoya-nazyalenskys and anyone else who just thinks this looks fun and wants to do it <3

[hiddenbeks]

two truths and a lie: oc edition

rules: post a 24-hour poll containing two truths and a lie about your oc. have your followers try to guess which is the lie out of the three

tagged by @katsigian, thank you!

going with liah bc i love her :) also she's the oc i've talked about the most and therefore possibly the only one ppl can make any informed guesses about. idk anyway

tagging (if you wanna do this, no pressure as always 🫶):

@greenecreek @yharnams @feitanportor @koslun @pawnguild

@roseeway @ehlnofaey @rosykims @consulaaris @anoramactir

[ambrosykim]

four years

pairing: ambrose kim x f!button (alex wiseman <3) words, rating: 932, gen, sickfic, fluff summary: inspired by this ask. alex's different approaches to rosy being sick, with a four year time difference. oh how much has changed in those four years... a/n: twc b3 is nearly here and i'm writing a mind blind fanfic, that's the hold rosy's got on me <3 but! lo and behold my second piece of fanfiction !

she's never seen rosy sick before. granted, it's only been a few months since she's been at aeon, but the cold months were in full swing, bringing cold and darkness, that settle in one's chest. (meaning, alex has already had her first round of seasonal cold, which cost her about two weeks of sniffling and more peppermint tea than she remembers ever drinking. though, after enough tea, the cold got the hint that she wasn't gonna give up and finally got lost.)

but now, it seems that rosy is currently battling a bad cold, a fact he does not hide well. she saw him on the corridor, before class, and he was already looking like someone ate the last piece of chocolate he was saving for later. (alex might be projecting her own feelings about nick stealing from her hidden chocolate stash.) he's prowling about aeon as if he's looking for his next murder victim, because that glare indicates at least, what, three people already dead? in any case, alex is not willing to risk getting caught in what would either be actual murder or, god forbid, a stern lecture about everything she's done wrong in the past week. no matter what, it would definitely not end well for her well being, be it physically or mentally.

in class, it isn't any better. here, she can't even escape; asking to go to the restroom is absolutely out of the question – she won't risk talking to him any more than she has to, in case he gets even more irritated. he's pairing them up and giving them tasks with as few actual words as possible, communicating in mostly grunts. these, alex can figure out the fastest, she quickly translates to her classmates and they end up in the formation rosy wanted them to be, without managing to anger him. alex watches him throughout the lesson; while trying to perform well is important, she wants to know how she could help him. if she told him to take a few days off to recover, would he listen to her? probably not. in the end, alex only looks at him wistfully as the class is over and she slowly exits the room, leaving rosy to combat his illness alone.

now, alex is more prepared. not only that, she's also more confident that ambrose might actually listen to her. she couldn't convince him at home, which ended up in him leaving for work in the sorry state he was in, out of – what alex suspect might have been – spite. it's true, maybe trying to restrain him by laying on top of him might not have been the best idea, but when she heard his quiet sniffling (muffled, so as to not let alex know he's sick), what else was she supposed to do? the only thing left to do now, is to actually get ambrose to come home and let alex take care of him.

she knows not to approach him in the corridors of aeon, he would definitely try not to show any weakness, lest one of his students sees them. she decides to ambush ambrose in his office, where she knows she has a better chance of seeing him without his usual mask of indifference.

the moment she opens the door to his office – without knocking of course –, he immediately tries to compose himself in his chair, as if his head wasn't in his hands just moments ago. when he catches sight of alex, he drops his hand back in one hand, while propping his elbow on his table – a pose very unsuited to ambrose, usually.

'i should've known you'd come to check on me,' he murmurs, voice hardly carrying, even in the silence of the room.

alex steps closer to the desk, careful to be as quiet as possible.

'you know i was worried about you,' she finally reaches him, 'and yet you still chose to come to work. i think it would've been weird if i didn't come to check on you.' she stand next to the desk, next to him, and slowly leans on the desk. he silently detaches his head from his hand and looks up at her from where he's sitting.

'so, please, would you finally quit the act and come home? i already know you're super tough,' alex says with a small smile, putting an exaggerated emphasis on "super", as she starts stroking ambrose's hair slowly. she can't help teasing him, even in this state, but she knows not to make him uncomfortable with her excessive jokes, especially now.

as a response, ambrose reaches out the arm not on the table, and cautiously rests it on the side of alex's thigh, trapping alex and making sure she can't get away from the desk, from him, even if she tried. (not that she would want to anyway, but he doesn't need to know that.) (he knows anyway.)

'...fine, i'll go home with you,' he murmurs while slowly moving his head forward, ending up with his forehead against alex's thigh. he makes sure to move slowly enough that alex could still continue caressing her hair, even though her ministrations are starting to leave his usually immaculate hair messy.

'just... let me rest like this for a few minutes,' he was clearly in a bad state if he needed rest just to stand up, so alex hummed in agreement, while continuing stroking his hair with her fingers.

'let me know when you're ready. we'll go home and i'll take care of you for as long as you need me to.'

[lavellane]

should i.

[anoramactir]

CATCH UP! tagged by @pinkfey, tysm jasmine!! <3 i'm usually awful at actually doing tag games, but i'll take any excuse to avoid vacuuming rn

LAST SONG: get him back! by olivia rodrigo! i was at her concert last night and that was the closing song. my friends and i weren't the only non-parents over 20 there, thank god. i had this horrible fear that we'd be towering over an endless sea of middle schoolers like🧍‍♂️

CURRENTLY WATCHING: rewatching sex and the city + black sails simultaneously. i switch depending on how much brainpower i want to use

THREE SHIPS: i finished mass effect in january and i'm still obsessing over margot shep/thane + margot/kaidan. probably will be for the next 6 months, tbh. also temperance (current tav)/karlach!

FAVORITE COLOR: usually pink & green but i might be becoming a purple & yellow girlie? watch this space

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: an embarrassing amount of strawberries. like this is undignified

FIRST SHIP: god. fang/max from maximum ride. yes, the james patterson ya about the kids with wings. no, i don't want to talk about it

PLACE OF BIRTH: pakistan 🇵🇰

CURRENT LOCATION: florida, though i might be moving to north carolina next year? BIG maybe, but we'll see what happens

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: very casually seeing a guy, we'll probably be done by summer ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

LAST MOVIE: sofia coppola's priscilla! i liked it but didn't love it. the tall guy from euphoria is actually kind of talented, though? who knew?

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: cleaning up my pinterest, thinking about making an album cover for my infamous oc's band. remaking, really. i lost the first version of this edit in a photoshop crash late 2023 and have been to traumatized to try again til now

TAGGING: @gwynbleidd, @yrlietlanaevyss, @jennystahl, @lavampira, @rosykims, @mrs-theirin, @lvllns, @faarkas, @ansburg, and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it.

[shadowglens]

25 and 58 for grimhild and freyr! 🥰

OBLIGATORY OTP ASKS

25. Do they have any hobbies they share?

they both enjoy adventures and travel, and once things settle and peace seeps through the realms and katla is old enough, they do make it a habit to visit the other realms. they also enjoy sparring and crafting - freyr likes to wittle food figurines, whereas grimhild likes to use plants to make chimes or tokens of protection.

58. Who’s more likely to hold a grudge after an argument?

freyr. grimhild is a fairly blunt person and will say what she means, whereas freyr tends to get a lot more emotional and heated. the grudge will last about five minutes though, if that, because grimhild doesn’t like leaving things to fester and freyr can never stay frustrated for long. 

[vilnan]

free wip wednesday 🥰

“There's a stool in the corner if you would like to sit.”

Fenris nods and retrieves it before sitting down next to Hawke's bathtub. They're quiet. Hawke's damp hand touches Fenris's own over the edge of the tub. It's the one that lost three fingers during the duel, now reattached to the hand again by Anders.

Without thinking Fenris takes Hawke's hand on his own, stroking his thumb across the other man's knuckles. He likes Hawke's hands, likes how they felt on him on that night four months ago. Likes how big they are and likes that there's dark hair on them. There's a brown mole next to the thumb, Fenris sweeps his finger over it.

“No scar,” he says to himself in a whisper.

tagging (no pressure 🩷): @rosykims, @malefiicarum, @ejunkiet, @narrativefoiltrope, @kaikuva, @envergothash, @avallachs etc etc i love you