#she thinks they are very cute and sweet and fun

[sandwitchstories]

The Festival Of Dolls

Welcome back to another adventure in Mouse's Mini-verse! This time the family goes on an outing to the Hinamatsuri Festival !

If you prefer to read it on AO3 click here !

WC: 2600+

Summary: It is the day of the Hinamatsuri Festival, also known as Girls Day. Mouse is excited for food, Sukuna is craving sake, Monkey is watching everything and you're just trying to go with the flow. AKA a fun family day at a spring festival.

AN: To anyone new to my Daddy Duty series- Mouse is Sukuna's two year old daughter. Welcome to Mouse's Mini-verse!

CW: Reader called Mama but not described, family fluff, toddler in the wild, suggestive ending with 'grown up time' a bit more than implied

A/N: We are going to pretend that I did not write about traditions that were started hundreds of years post Heian era… Suspension of disbelief activate!

Heart divider by @strangergraphics All other graphics by me

“Where are we going, Papa?” Mouse asked as she walked holding her father’s pinky. 

You couldn’t help but smile at the sight of them from behind. Your husband, 7’3”, shoulders almost as broad, 4 arms, mountain of a man walking with a pink hair little pixie dressed in an equally pink kimono and pink kutsu shoes, holding his little finger with her whole fist, skipping beside him. 

She looked up at the man they called a monster like he hung to sun and moon. Like her Papa made the very stars themselves. Such a Papa’s Girl.

“We are going to a Hinamatsuri festival,” he answered.

“But what it for?” Mouse asked, curious as ever. 

“It’s a festival to celebrate girls. This is the festival that will have kyoto-bina like the ones you got when you were born,” you further explained.

“You will not touch these ones either, Mouse,” Sukuna looked down at her with one of the eyes on the side of his face.

“I promise, Papa!” she gave a cheesy grin up at him. She looked behind and gave you the same grin. “Make sure Monkey knows not to touch it too, okay Mama?”

“Monkey, no touching anything,” you said, glancing down at the baby in a wrap on your chest. 

He gave you a drooly grin. You smiled as you wiped his chubby little face. He definitely had his father’s features, including having 4 eyes (minus the bone deformation), but he had your hair and eye color. 

You knew it was traditional to wear the baby on your back, but you felt better with him on your front. You were already used to people staring and gawking, so what was one more thing for them to look at if it was what made you feel comfortable? Besides, if he was on your back, you would miss out on the cute little faces he made as he discovered the world around him. 

“Papa, what we do at the Hina-mad-sushi party?” Mouse paused to pick up a rock.

“It’s Hinamatsuri Festival. No more rocks, Mouse. That’s your 10th today,” Sukuna said with exasperation.

“But Papa, look!” she excitedly pointed out another rock and started to try to drag him towards it.

Sukuna let go of her hand and caught the back of her kimono as she instantly tried to flee, lifting her up into his arms. “We will see Momo in their first bloom and I will enjoy sake.” 

“Why I no get sake?” Mouse asked, cocking her head slightly to the side.

“Because little girls cannot have alcohol.”

“But it girls day?” she replied, pressing her lips together as she looked into her father’s face.

“You’ll get plenty of sweets and treats,” you chimed in, distracting her from talk of sake. 

Mouse squealed happily and hugged Sukuna’s neck before sitting back on his arm to grab his face in her hands. “Papa!”

“What now, Mouse?” You could tell he was dreading whatever the next question would be, but he held her gaze.

“What we gonna eat first?” 

Sukuna grinned from ear to ear. “I think we shall start with hichigir i and then hishimoch i.”

“I want Sakura mochi!” Mouse cheered, throwing her hands in the air excitedly. 

“We need to find some hina arare for Monkey too,” you reminded them.

Sukuna slowed slightly and shifted Mouse to his upper arm. He reached out the hand on his lower arm to tangle his fingers with yours. He glanced down at you with a soft gaze. “And ichigo daifuku for my precious one.”

The whole town was stunning in appearance as it came alive for the festival. Buildings were decorated in vibrant colors and there were delicious foods as far as the eyes could see. Mouse and Sukuna wasted not even a second before diving into the food options and eating their fill. You happily ate your ichigo daifuku and tried bites of everything they excitedly described to you and offered while Monkey slept against your chest.

After enjoying the food selections, Sukuna stated he needed to acquire something while you were in town. Knowing Mouse as you do, you knew that standing in place for any amount of time was akin to torture for your daughter. Not wanting to deal with a melt down in public, you looked around and found your destination.

Before you began walking, you adjusted the now awake and aware Monkey so that he was upright and could look around. Mouse and you both giggled at how all 4 of his eyes became as large as kozara as he took in the colors and people. It was sometimes startling just how intelligent his gaze was. He turned back and looked at you, cocking his head to the side for a moment and then giving you a giant drooly smile, placing an equally drool covered hand on your cheek.

“Thanks, Monkey,” you  shook your head with a laugh, using a hankie you had tucked away to wipe your face.

“Him licked you with his hand!” Mouse giggled.

“That is definitely an interesting interpretation of what just happened.” Mouse came up with the most random things, never failing to make you smile.

“Can I do that to Papa?” she asked, taking your hand as you began to move. 

“I would not recommend it.”

“What about Urau-rau?”

“Not if you want to live to see another day,” you snorted softly in amusement. Not even Sukuna would be able to stop Uraume in that situation. “Let’s go with not doing it to anyone.”

“Boooooring,” Mouse huffed and pretended to deflate. You really appreciated her father teaching her that word. Not.

You walked over to where the hinadan was set up, filled to the brim with beautiful, handcrafted Hina dolls. You and Mouse spent a good amount of time pointing out to each other different sets of dolls that caught your eyes while Monkey babbled and played with your hair.

Sukuna returned to your side, smirking when he saw Monkey was up. Monkey laughed happily when he saw his Papa and then hid his face in your chest like he was shy. Mouse, as per usual went running to Sukuna as fast as she could, laughing freely with her head thrown back as Sukuna caught her and put her on his shoulder.

“Papa made me big like him!” Mouse said, hugging Sukuna’s head. “Papa! Take us to the pretty flowers now, please and thank you!”

“Why should I?” he asked, turning his head slightly and the two eyes on deformed side of his face shifting up to look at her.

“Because it’s Girls Day. That means you have to listen to me,” she stated, ignoring his glare and pointing towards the bright flowers. “That way, Papa! Please and thank you!”

“Watch it, brat. I haven’t eaten in a long time,” he warned. 

Your shoulders shook as you suppressed laughter as Sukuna headed in the direction Mouse had pointed. You followed behind listening to them go back and forth with a smile on your face. It only took about 10 feet for Sukuna to realize you were not trying to catch up. With an annoyed huff and an almost offended look on his face, he reached out his hand for yours and interlocked your fingers before he started walking again. 

You were well aware that Sukuna would rather have his nose hairs ripped out individually than admit that holding your hand was as much for himself as it was for you. You did not protest his hold at all. You loved the simple act of holding his hand and it would be unfitting to have the King of Curses walking around pouting. 

Your heart fluttered once again at the wonderful feeling of knowing that your husband needed and craved your touch just as badly and constantly as you did his. You gave his hand a squeeze and smiled up at him as you began to keep pace with him.

The orchard filled with blossoming peach trees was a breathtaking sight. The bright pink and white blossoms covered the branches of trees as far as the eye could see. The sky and clear blue sky were the perfect backdrop. It was peaceful. Serene. Not unlike the garden at your home. Maybe you could convince Sukuna to let you plant some of these

You looked up at Sukuna and smiled as he put a fallen blossom behind Mouse’s ear, making her giggle and hug his head again. Another blossom fell and Mouse managed to catch it in her hands. She giggled and pointed at you. “Papa, Mama needs one! This one! Put it in her hair too, please and thank you!”

You chuckled as he gave a dejected sigh and did as she said. But the gentleness in his eyes and the way he brushed his thumb over your cheek before he cupped it showed just how wholly it was drivel. He was just as madly in love as you were, even after all these years, and you knee it. He looked at your lips and softly said your name followed by the word, “Beautiful.”

“You better knock it off. We are in public and with our children,” you said, blushing. 

“I think it’s time we left,” he smirked at you, his eyes had a heat in them as he looked at your lips again. 

As if on queue, Mouse let out a loud yawn and leaned against her father’s head, wrapping her arms around his throat. Though still awake you could hear the tired whine setting into her voice. “I not ready to go.. I just rest here, please and thank you, Papa?”

Sukuna pulled her off his shoulder, ignoring the noise of protest she made so he could hold her in his arms more easily if she fell asleep. “It’s time to head home, Mouse. We’ve got a long walk to go.”

“I too tired, Papa. My feet will fall off. Let's just stay here, please and thank you, Papa,” Mouse tried a different angle, cuddling into the warmth and strength of her father and looking up at him with giant pleading eyes.

“If your feet fall off… Does that mean I can eat them?” Sukuna flashed his sharp teeth and tickled her leg with his long nails.

“No, Papa! Don’t eat my toes!” Mouse giggled, kicking her feet. She fisted the material of his kimono in her hands and buried her face in it. 

You couldn’t help but be amused at the horrified looks of the judgemental peasants standing within hearing range of you all. They knew who Sukuna was, and the fools were unsure if it was a joke or a threat. Which was honestly fair with your husband’s history, diet and proclivities. 

The judgement and staring had started the moment you all arrived and you were well aware that their narrowed gazes would trail after you until your forms disappeared from their line of sight. After several years with Sukuna, their whispers no longer sounded like screams. Now it sounded more akin to bugs buzzing in the summer heat. A truly fitting analogy for the gossiping gussies.

The moon was high in the sky but the time Mouse and Monkey were both asleep. Tuna, as per usual, crashed out with them held hostage in Mouse’s arms. Uraume doing whatever it was Uraume did. You and Sukuna went to sit on the engawa for a few moments alone. He set aside his tea and pulled you closer to him so he could wrap his arms around you. Another hand turned up your chin and he kissed you several times before pulling away. 

You pouted at his retreat until he pulled a package out from the hidden pocket inside his black haori. You cocked your head to the side as he set it in your hands. “What’s this?”

“If you open it you will answer your own question, precious one,” he said in a teasing tone, kissing your cheek before leaning backwards and resting on the palms of his bottom two hands. 

With a bemused look on your face you carefully unwrapped the package. Your jaw fell open and your eyes filled with tears. Sukuna was truly such a thoughtful person to those he loved…

You had smiled as you placed the Hina dolls Sukuna had bought for Mouse on the hindan. Their beautiful and ornately embroidered clothing was unlike anything you had ever seen.. “These are perfect. Mouse is going to love them. I only wish I had my own to add here with hers like many families do.”

“Did you never have them?” Sukuna had asked, learning against the wall, arms crossed and watching you.

“I did. The empress was adorned in greens and  black with a beautiful silver Fengguan while the emperor was the opposite with a silver Ritsuiōkan to match his wife,” you remembered fondly. “The night they killed my parents and burned my home to the ground my dolls were destroyed. I am glad we will never allow something like this to happen to our Mouse.”

The dolls in your hand were so similar to the ones you had had in your youth, but honestly they were even more beautiful and more ornate. They were truly stunning. The empress’s Jūnihitoe was rich shades of green while her kimono and hakama were black. She had a beautiful silver fengguan with several small black and green stones in it. The emperor’s ikkan sokutai was a rich green with black designs embroidered on it like a pattern and a Ritsuiōkanthat matched his wife’s.

Sukuna’s thoughtfulness once again had your heart going into overdrive. You set the dolls aside, giving him a little grin before launching yourself at him, catching him off guard and managing to take him down. You grinned as he laid flat against the engawa on his back beneath you as you sat now straddling his hips. You leaned over and nipped at his bottom lip.

His large hands moved to your hips, pressing you down against him. He gave you a lazy, cocky grin. “I take it I did well?”

You looked down at him, one hand braced on his broad, muscular chest. The other hand reached up and removed the comb from your hair, letting it fall down freely around you. You placed that hand on his chest as when you finished and sucked in your lower lip. You leaned down and ghosted a kiss across his lips before nipping and pulling at his bottom lip again. You felt his hands gripping you firmer as they moved further back to grope your rear. 

You pressed a kiss to the shell of his ear. “What do you think?”

In less time than it took to blink, you found yourself now flat on your back staring up into your husband’s handsome face. His hands moved to the belt on his robe as he took you in, sliding it off his shoulders as you took your time blatantly checking him out. He still wore his hakama pants, but your hands eagerly and greedily reached out to touch his tanned, contoured flesh. 

“I think I did well,” he said, leaning lower. His mouth went straight to your throat, mouthing up the column of your neck and sucking marks into your flesh as he went until he reached your ear. He nipped and tugged at the bottom lobe, enjoying the small noise you couldn’t hold back. 

“But I am not finished yet, far from it. I’ve got something else to give to you too, precious one. So just sit back…” His mouth moved to your neck and you felt his teeth drag down your skin. “Just sit back, my precious one, and relax. Just take what I give you.”

And that was exactly what you did.

[newkatzkafe2023]

How would the Monkey Kings and the Destined one react to a female monkey y/n who's the adoptive mother of the baby in yellow? The baby is very protective and a bit possessive of Y/n and scares away any threats and suitors that try to take her away from him...unfortunately, the Wukongs and D.O don't give up that easily so the baby's begrudgingly respects that and sort of accept him but keeps an close eye on him🤨 imagine the kings shock when they find he can speak🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

The baby is open to being friends with the children (Mk,Mei, Redson, Li, Su, Luier, Silly girl, and Lin)

Bonus points if Y/n is also an Eldritch horror entity but is waaaay more kinder, more docile, and practically more innocent than her son😊

(Monkey Kings) You must be Y/n's Son☺️

(Baby in yellow)(talking) Make my mother shed a tear in any way...and I'll add a monkey onesie to my collection👿

(Monkey kings)....😨😰😥😱😲😧🤨😦

Your the mama in yellow who is protected by her baby 👶

(A/n) Fun Fact the baby in yellow's real name is Hastur

(Lmk Wukong) Oh god, those matching pair of soulless eyes, except you were smiling while your son Hastur glared at Wukong like he wants him dead. When Wukong first met you, despite your rather creepy eyes and smiles, it didn't change the fact that you were the sweetest monkey gal he's ever met. However, your son, the baby in yellow or Hastur, hated Wukong and would terrorize him behind your back. As for Mk he looked at you both with unease and fear you have shown to be more kinder then your son, and besides Hastur considers Mk to be an little ant and thinks it would pointless and boring to bully him. Dispite your son's unruly behavior and your cheerful but disturbing backgrounds, Wukong cares about you two and loves you more then he fears Hastur.

(MKR Wukong) Myyyyyyyy god, it's like looking at the most f*cked up mirror ever made, let me explain. When Wukong and the pilgrims met you and your son, it was like looking at another version of Wukong and Fruity. You looked so sweet and happy being so welcoming to them, while your son, the baby in yellow, looked like he wanted to throw all of them to the bowels of hell. Your matching pairs of eyes weren't helping the case either. You introduced yourself and your baby to the pilgrims as your Son Hastur glares into their souls. However, their shared personality traits work hand in paw when in battle and admittedly some highjinks were taken place, but on a brighter note. Your son and Wukong love you and Fruity more then life itself, and work together to keep you both safe and cared for.

(HIB Wukong) You both Met though Luier, Silly girl and your son Hastur the baby in yellow. However Luier came home what day telling Wukong about a unusual and quite frankly scary kid, he and Silly girl met on the playground. When Wukong went to see the kid they were playing with, him and pigsy paled entirely when they saw your son big red eyes staring at them as he waits for Luier and Silly girl. Pigsy damn neared screamed as Wukong looked at the little thing like it was haunted as sh*t, and he was probably right. The baby sat by the swings smiling and talking to Silly girl while low-key scarying Luier and that's when Wukong stepped in to take action. That was until you came up calling for your son Hastur, Wukong froze in place seeing you there in a cute dress with the same big blank red eyes the difference is you were all smiles. Wukong was both attracted and curious of you along with being f*cking terrified of your son.

(NR Wukong) Dispite your interesting eyes and quirky cheerfulness, Wukong thought you were adorable and sweet and asked you out immediately. After a few months of dates and kisses and nights at the club, you finally bring Wukong, Li, and Su to meet your adoptive son. They were kinda excited until a babysitter you hired ran out of your apartment screaming on the top of her poor lungs, saying she quit, and left without you paying her. Li and Su immediately saw red flags as you sighed and went in your home, and there he was your son Hastur, the baby in yellow staring into their souls with his huge red eyes. Now this kinda explains a few odd things about you, as your son smiles mischievously at the 3 victims.....I mean guests. Meanwhile Wukong's dark and morbid curious about his eldritch future wifey and her monster baby has shot though the roof.

(Netflix Wukong) Pffff Wukong might as well put a big red target on his back, because Hastur would have a field day messing with him. Wukong had a huge crush on you for a long time and was working on wooing you and winning your heart. Wukong however had to get past your just as haughty and mischievous son Hastur, that tiny pee stain is the bain of Wukong's existence and he would sit there and complain to Lin all day about your monster of a son. This went on for months until Wukong put his foot down and stood up to Hastur claiming that he loves you and no amount of torture or humiliation will stop him. The baby in yellow was shocked to have Wukong talk to him like that especially when he saw what he can do, so he toned down the hijinks and Allow you both to continue your relationship................for Now😈

(BMW Wukong) Now you would think he would be freaked out like everyone else, but he was morbidly curious of both you and your son. You both have displayed unusual and disturbing behavior especially from your adoptive son, and Wukong is all for that. When you officially meet Wukong and your son would find that they have alot more in common then they realize, they both love you unconditionally and in a way obsessively. They also very mischievous and unruly and like to make it everyone's problem especially the celestial realms,(their favorite target is Erlang by the way😈) so yeah you guys are one big happy f*cked up family, however the baby in yellow refuses to call him baba, not in a million years.

(Destined one) The Destined one has seen and delt with some freakier sh*t, but this isn't fair at all. Your son Hastur is quite mischievous and rather unruly, and the Destined one finds it mildly humiliating to be bullied by a newborn. You and your baby son make it to where every other thing he encountered was either normal or not that serious. Hastur actually didn't hate your new husband, but it was definitely hilarious to mess with him and stress out Bajie by scarying him out of nowhere. You don't always help either because of your creepy, cute demeanor, and you were just so helpful and kind but it tends to put make people uneasy. You and your son were huge anomalies but the Destined one just had to get used to it.

(Lotmk Wukong) You know if it wasn't for the fact that's Wukong is centuries old, your son the baby in yellow would have that he was a child too. Wukong is naive and rather ditzy but he was head over heels in love with you immediately, and started to adore your son. Called it rose colored glasses or whatever but Wukong loves both you and your son unconditionally, and always makes time to spend with both of you. Of course Hastur does mess with your husband from time to time but he genuinely respects Wukong, and is completely ok with him being with you.

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[misterbenzadrine]

demetri ships as my fav spiderman ships

me procrastinating everything and anything: you know what tumblr really needs? more of my ck x spiderman bs...

but actually this really is just me rambling

also these don't necessarily take place in the same universe, bc the dynamics wouldn't make sense together, so definitely don't think too hard about it like i am, this is just fun

parksborn - hawkmetri

childhood bffs to enemies to lovers

huge identity changes they both have to adjust to

original recipe, i mean does a spiderman/demetri queer ship get more classic than this?

also already covered this whole au so yeah, i've thought a lot about this one in particular

eli found out about his secret identity after trying to kill spider-man the first time, he tried three times before realizing his childhood best friend was more important than getting revenge on spider-man

interwebs - sametri (platonic)

demetri would be more like ned but shhhhh

basically just a really strong sibling dynamic, sam is his guy in the chair

"okay don't go near mason ave, it's crawling with vulture's goons...DEMETRI WHY ARE YOU HEADING IN THAT DIRECTION?"

"wha- you said to go to mason ave!"

"I SAID DON'T-"

she worries about him a lot but she can't do much since she doesn't have powers. what she can do is help demetri by clearing away civilians when he's in the middle of a fight and help him do research on his enemies (which he constantly worries about bc he knows it could put a target on her back but he does as much as he can to keep her away from danger)

she found out his secret identity early on when she went to his house to check on him after a fight with kyler (that he shockingly won) and he entered his bedroom in his full spidey suit without seeing her

his mom walked in after he took off the suit, which led to a really awkward conversation and an even more awkward running joke ("people like spiderman can only do so much to protect us if we aren't careful ourselves...like a condom. which i hope is a familiar friend between you and that samantha girl." "oh my god mom, i've told you A MILLION TIMES nothing is going on between me and sam!" "i'm just saying, you can do what you want, as long as you don't make me a young grandmother-" "MOM STOP-")

being spiderman's best friend isn't something sam thinks about too much, he's still just demetri, her awkwardly tall and skinny younger brother

spideypool - robmetri

coworkers to lovers

opposites attract dynamic

"i don't agree with ur methods but we're working together against a common enemy"

not really enemies, not really friends, but a secret third thing (LOVERS)

tbh demetri would be more deadpool than robby but for pairings sake, this works

imagining robby being like a lone rebel, more vigilante/anti-hero than spiderman (obvi) and meeting demetri and being like "woah ur so silly, i like you, have a cupcake" and demetri stressing like "no you can't just kill these guys, they have families- PUT HIM DOWN! NO, I MEANT GENTLY!"

robby does know his secret identity but he prefers to interact with him in the suit (it's due to both of their slight insecurities in how they look, despite the other very much not caring what they look like)

spideytorch - migmetri

friends to lovers

miguel/johnny having that ladies' man swagger and demetri/peter being a flustered mess over it

miguel helping demetri in a few battles and flying away with a heart fire trail behind him every time

just an overall really sweet flirty ship

miguel doesn't know his secret identity at first. one day, demetri loses his suit and needs to borrow a fantastic four suit until he can get his own suit back. miguel finds his spider suit and brings it to him but holds it back to flirtingly ask what he looks like with nothing on. demetri rolls his eyes and takes off his makeshift mask (a paper bag).

"there, that's all you're getting, fire boy, can you give me my suit back now?...why are you staring at me like that?"

"...you're really cute."

"no i'm not- look, just give me my suit. i have to get back on patrol."

"i think i'm just gonna burn this suit actually. i don't want you covering that pretty little face again."

"miguel don't you DARE-"

petermj/spidercat - yasmetri

petermj bc this is the classic classic, i will find you in every universe, strings of fate soulmate deal

spidercat bc yas 100% is a vigilante/anti-hero that likes to mess with demetri's head by committing crimes and then helping him solve some

either she's his forever soulmate or she's a little menace that wreaks havoc on his life, there's no in-between

she doesn't know his secret identity, nor does he know hers, she prefers it that way, makes it more exciting. he doesn't though.

"you're always around this neighborhood, is this where you live?"

"nice try, spider-boy. i'm not that dumb."

"do you at least go to school around here?"

"focus up, arachnid. we're supposed to be keeping an eye out for kravinoff."

"maybe i can tell you some of my favorite stores and you can tell me if you like them too, even if you robbed them."

"i've robbed stores all across the coast, that won't tell you anything."

"a favorite restaurant then?"

spideymoon - axelmetri

I just think it'd be funny for demetri and axel's dynamic to carry over into spiderman universe, just demetri being like "how and why is this guy shifting suits mid-fight? and why does he always switch his accent?" and just wanting to know what his origin story could possibly be, what his powers are related to, what his superhero name is, what his motives are, etc.

he just has a really gross curiosity about what any of what he does even means and axel is just like "idk i'm on my own mission rn lol"

they don't know each other's secret identities

(also unrelated but THE HEADBAND MATCHING MOONKNIGHT'S LOGO DKJKJKKLS)

spiderelsa - kwonmetri

star-crossed lovers, meant to be and doomed to never interact in canon

made by someone who was probably insanely psychotic and sleep-deprived (i wonder who that could be...)

who's making the pregnant elsa/kwon fanart fr

kwon doesn't know his secret identity

[taiga-atetheluck-boom]

celebrity crushes ~ chapter one: training

genre: fluff, romantic

members: lee felix x idol!reader

warnings: delusion, friendly teasing

Dear diary,

I have a new celebrity crush! Aaahhhh!!! His name is Felix, Felix Lee, and he’s from the band Stray Kids! And, get this; he's under the same company I’m training under!

Oh my gosh, he’s so cute! He’s known as the ‘sunshine’ of the group. He’s always so smiley and he’s such a sweet guy. And he has the cutest aussie accent! Everyone loves him!

He’s already my wallpaper and profile picture on everything. He’s already taken up half my camera roll. I’ve already read thousands of fanfics. Oh my goodness I just love him so much!!

You finished your vocal lessons for the day and headed back to your dorm. Waiting for your turn in the shower, you retrieved your phone from the staff and started scrolling through, as you called him, “your man”’s Instagram.

Your dormmate noticed you smiling and blushing at your phone. “Who are you texting~?” She teased. “Shut up, Nari!” You replied. Nari giggled at your comment. “What?” She started. “I just wanna know all my bestie's tea!” You playfully rolled your eyes at her. “It’s not that important.” You told Nari. “He’s just an idol, he doesn't know me anyway.”

Starting your shower, you couldn’t stop thinking about Felix. You were fantasizing things that could never happen in the future. Never. But you didn’t let that sink in. There’s nothing wrong with being a little delusional, right? It’s kind of fun sometimes.

You were practicing your dance moves in the studio. You were completely focused on the music and your movements. Your speed, breathing, and form were all perfect.

This was your fourth attempt of the same dance. You finally felt like you were perfecting it. The song finished and you're on the ground, sweating. Through your exhaustion, you smile in accomplishment.

You headed to the cafe to get something to drink, but you bumped into someone in the door. You quickly started to apologize, but you recognized who was in front of you.

A familiar deep voice said to you, “I’m so sorry, are you ok?” He extended his hand to help you up. But you were frozen. Your cheeks started to heat up as you stared into those big, beautiful eyes of his. “F-Felix,” you stuttered. “Oh, I’m so sorry sunbaenim!” You realized your manners weren’t very polished.

Felix chuckled, helping you up. “You know my name!” He ramarked. “Be more careful, alright?” Felix winked, and then walked away.

You stood there, flustered. “Wow.” You thought. You just spoke to Felix Lee. The one and only Felix Yongbok Lee.

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post date: 4/25/25

queue post date: 4/26/25

[drxmxss]

Our Eternal Novel °❀.ೃ࿔*

LADS Xavier x Reader

Summary: A cozy bookstore, a love for classics, a small town, a secret and an eternal promise of forever...What could happen when Y/N meets a stranger at her local bookstore who is not who he seems?

Content Warnings: Vampire! Xavier x Human!Reader, 18+, mentions of murder, missing persons, blood, death, injury, stalking/obsessive tendencies, biting, smut (will have a separate and more descriptive warning when included in chapter), more warnings to be added as the story progresses, maybe some oocness (this is my first xavier fic bare with me) reader discretion advised

a/n: EEEK hi!!! welcome to the very first chapter, this is very tame and a little boring just to set up everything, i hope you all enjoy! also are yall as excited for the banner as i am!!

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Chapter One - The Newcomer

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

Robert Frost

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Novel Haven was notoriously dull, quiet and peaceful. Perhaps that’s what made you think it was the best job you had. While you weren’t a huge reader, you enjoyed the atmosphere and kind clientele. The included coffee bar was fun to work at as well, offering a small arrangement of sweets and lattes.

You spent most of your time there, living alone in the city got lonely so it was nice to visit with customers daily.

After almost two years, you had pretty much knew every regular customer by first name, like Margret who frequently bought various crafting books and told you about the joys of crochet and DIY pottery, and occasionally her husband Greg would join her to retell you stories about his model planes.

You felt like you knew everyone, so when a newcomer came along needless to say you were intrigued.

It was early spring, the mornings were chillier still and the day was gloomy with rain, when he walked into the store. Immediately you made a mental note in your mind addressing him as Newcomer.

Newcomer was tall, tall enough to reach the top of the shelves in the fiction section, with light blonde hair. He was younger than your usual patrons. You didn’t get a good look at his face at first, but you decided to walk over after helping another customer to meet him.

You approached him quietly, his back facing you. “Excuse me?” you said “I’m Y/N, I work here at Novel Haven, I just wanted to introduce myself since I haven’t seen you here before. Are you finding everything okay?”

Newcomer stiffened slightly, you heard him set whatever book he was looking at down, and slowly turn to face you.

Shit, you thought, he’s handsome.

Newcomer had dazzling blue eyes, beautiful facial features , and a soft expression, but to your dismay quickly turned colder.

Without saying a word, he shoved past you and quickly walked out the door. The bell ringing in your ears.

Stunned, you stood in the fiction section. No one had ever been so rude to you, especially here. You were also angry at yourself for still thinking he was cute even after looking at you so coldly. Whatever you thought maybe he was just some jerk passing through town.

You walked back behind the register, trying to clear your mind of the rude and handsome newcomer.

*

The days passed normally after that, you pushed the thought of the newcomer to the back of your mind.

“Have you been listening to the news?” Cassidy, your coworker asked you one slow afternoon. She was one of the only other workers besides the old man who owned Novel Haven, she was bubbly and made sure you knew every piece of gossip she heard.

“No?” You responded, Cassidy’s eyes widened. “Theres been a couple of people missing for days, it started last week! Everyone’s saying there might be some serial killer around.”

“You shouldn’t spread rumors like that. It could scare people.” You told Cassidy, even though you found yourself nervous.

“I’m just saying!” Cassidy whisper yelled. “You live in that apartment all by yourself, all the people missing were alone! Just be vigilant!”

You chuckled, “I appreciate the concern, I will. Thanks.” Cassidy beamed at you “Anytime. I gotta get going soon. Thanks for closing for me!” With that she left the store.

You carried on, the store was completely empty and you started making a latte for yourself when you heard the bell on the front door ring as it opened.

“Hi welcome to Novel Haven, let me know if I can help you with anything.” You said, not turning around.

“Hello.” A deep voice you didn’t recognize replied, you turned around to see the rude newcomer from the other day. You almost dropped the mug in your hand, thinking he wouldn’t come back. It irritated you that he still looked handsome, and you did your best to push those thoughts aside.

“Oh, hello.” You replied, setting the mug down. “Is there anything I can help you with?” You said curtly, half expecting him to continue being a jerk.

The newcomer looked at you, emotionless. “I wanted to apologize for the other day, my name is Xavier. You’re Y/N right?”

Xavier… you thought, it fits him. Though you never would’ve guessed that was his name.

You stared at him for a moment, taken aback by his apology. “That’s..alright. Nice to meet you, Xavier.” You held out your hand for him to shake, he just stared at it. After realizing he wouldn’t shake it, you just put it down. Gosh this guy is strange, you thought. You tried to look busy by cleaning up the counter, Xavier still stood awkwardly, watching you.

“Do you have any recommendations?” He asked you, making you look up at him. His expression was still unreadable. He was here the other day and didn’t ask questions like that…maybe he’s just trying to make up for before?

“Um, it depends..What do you like?” You replied, and for the first time you saw a hint of a smile on Xavier’s face.

“Classical fiction.” He replied, you smiled at him kindly, “We have a lot of that here, if you go over to that shelf theres plenty of options.” You pointed towards a shelf across the room, Xavier nodded and walked over. You continued your cleaning duties and he came back to the register with a copy of Hamlet.

“Hamlet huh? I could never get into Shakespear like that.” You said, trying to make conversation, you heard Xavier chuckle.

His change in demeanor from the other day was refreshing yet made you wonder if it would switch again. Maybe he was having a bad day then, you weren’t going to let it bother you anymore. Plus he seemed kind enough. (And he was just so cute.)

“I guess I’m a bit of an old soul then.” He replied. You smiled, and handed him the book. “Enjoy then, come back anytime.”

Xavier takes the book and nods, “I’ll be back tomorrow.” And with that he left the store.

You can’t help but find yourself excited for his next arrival.

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frye inspires this sort of manic "i can do whatever i want" kinda will in people and god. I sure did do whatever I wanted here

[urfavedumbcunt]

Putting her shirt on and having my brain go fuzzy bc it smells like her >>>>>>>>

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[crownconstellation]

rewatched the action button 6 hour tokimemo video over the course of my shifts yesterday + today and it really, Really made me want to play the game myself. both to see this incredibly intricate game that pretty much set the standard for social sims going forward (gestures at my being a longtime harvestmoonstoryofseasons / rune factory fan, two series that were undoubtedly part of the many influenced by this) but also to see shiori through my own eyes.

not to court her. i am very bad at management sims & don't have the interest in achieving this. i just want to see her because i think she's incredibly fascinating from a metatextual standpoint based on how she's presented in the game and the review both. she's more of a goal than a person. she's certainly very popular amongst fans, but is it because of who she is? or because of what she is? she's the True Route. she's the hardest character to court bar the girl you meet specifically through pursuing her, her best friend, her own greatest foe in the race towards the finish. she's the protagonist's childhood friend. she's the face of the series. she's the stepping stone to bring you towards every other character in the game.

she is so, so many things, and i think it's very interesting to think about her from that perspective. especially if the protagonist goes for someone else -- he starts off liking her, and despite their estrangement she clearly holds affection for him. she even says in her ending that she’s probably always liked him but was afraid to admit it, & that he’s the reason she’s never dated. yet despite this affection, in the back of her mind, her doubt (and, hand-in-hand with it, her reputation) matters more to her than he does -- her reason for turning him down when he asks to walk with her is that her friends would gossip, and she mentions in the christmas event date that it was her who first broke their tradition of celebrating together to spend the day with her friends instead. she’s consistently holding him at arm’s length and prioritising other things and people, and he has to fight for her to look at him in a way she’s never let herself look despite knowing him for so, so long.

she, on a meta, game requirements sort of level, wants a guy with high stats and so little stress it proves he's balancing everything well. she wants a guy who'll get into the best university possible. she wants a guy who can manage a wide social circle. she wants the protagonist, at her core, but the requirements mean she wants a version of the protagonist he has to spend all of high school becoming to meet her expectations to convince her that her interest in him is genuine, and in every timeline but one, she is not getting that protagonist because he either cannot or will not become that man for her. whether he ends up alone or with someone else, he is as much her lost lenore as she is his. it makes tokimemo a very interesting narrative about growing up and growing past your childhood and first love and whatnot and having to realise things are not the same and will never be the same. etc etc

interesting to think about to me! i love overdissecting this kind of stuff. my favourite rune factory character is actually my favourite specifically because of this, me overthinking the meta associated with her being The Canon Bachelorette to the point where it punted her up my favourites list, so this kind of stuff is very much up my alley characterwise.