#so now i give him a hot choccy

[spiritsncrystals]

TW: SCARS

The other half of the Yuboy Quartet!

The 180 in the moods wasn't 100% intentional it just lined up with the ideas in my head

[pupkashi]

hello, thx for the sleepover invite! i brought hot chocolate & my own blanket 😤😴

may i pls req the prompt:  “freeze. i know you’re not wearing socks and trying to go to sleep right now.”  w either toge or megumi? it just seems so ridiculous that i can't hell but to 👀 wonder

hi friend !! I’m glad you got here safely :3 let’s settle in and enjoy our hot choccy under our fuzzy blankets !! I’m gonna go with toge on this one bc i feel like no one talks abt him enough </3

join the sleepover event!

there wasn’t much you and toge disagreed on. the two of sharing knowing looks from across the room when someone said something stupid, coming to a consensus on most controversial topics (is a tomato a fruit? pineapple on pizza? pepsi or coke?).

so the shock on your face was evident when you heard your lovers voice in utter distress when you crawled into bed next to him.

“pickled mustard leaf?” worry lacing toge’s voice as he stared at you with wide eyes and lightly furrowed brows.

“yeah I’m getting ready to sleep, why?” you ask, confused as you wiggle under the sheets and scoot closer to your boyfriend, he only looks at you with a bewildered look on his face.

“bonito flakes” he says, shaking his head with slightly wide eyes, as if you’d done something absolutely horrible.

‘i know you’re not wearing socks and trying to go to sleep’

“what’s so bad about that?! my feet get cold sometimes” you pout, trying to worm your way under his arm but he only scoots away slightly, causing your mouth to fall open as you laugh at his actions, “togs!”

“fish flakes” he shakes his head, ‘i can’t believe I’m in love with someone who thinks that’s okay.’ there’s a smile creeping onto his face when he turns to look at how utterly and dramatically devastated you looked.

“so this is what makes us break up huh” you sigh, already sitting up and looking down sadly, trying your best to not burst into giggles, “it was a good run, inumaki” you say, holding your hand out for him to shake.

“shut up and kiss me” he says, a smile on his face when he sees you bursting into giggles as you move towards him involuntarily.

the cursed words makes your body buzz in the best way, giggling as your lips crash into your lovers, your eyes fluttering shut before you’re pulling away, both of you out of breath.

“tuna tuna” he smiles, peppering kisses along your face as you gasp at him, smacking his chest lightly before giving him a soft peck on the lips.

“yeah well you’re in love with the ‘loser who wears socks to sleep’ so what’s next?” you tease, “you’re the one who drinks milk with ice in it” you scoff, toge’s eyes narrowing as he already begins to protest.

“salmon and fish flakes!” he groans, throwing his head back against the pillow as you burst out laughing. ‘it’s delicious! try it one time im telling you baby.’

“maybe next time, it’s already almost 3 in the morning” you smile, letting out a satisfied sigh as the two of you settle into each others arms, cuddling impossibly close and becoming a mess of limbs. “g’night i love you,” you whisper, placing a feathery kiss to the tip of his nose.

‘i love you more’ the words seem to translate automatically in your brain now, smiling as the two you start drifting off to sleep.

[mblue-art]

Sorry for that question but I really curious!

What made you fell in love with Cross and Lust?

Tell us more!!

😳😳😳 hhuh what rreally,, , ,,, 😳 u wanna hear me yap abt my sillies, my beloveds,,, (i appreciate the enthusiasm tho omg 🥺🫶🫶🫶)

i want to have the yuris with lust and the yaois with cross I I MEAN HWHWAT 🧍‍♂️

UM.

haha anyWAY,, (oh gog this ended up long)

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cross checks so many boxes for me it makes me go insane. too good to be true. versatile(??)— like it's somehow way too easy to put him in Situations. (he's bf and husbone material??? just -20hp me now; that already kills me) he's. hh. gawddamn there's reasons why he won a utmv sans sexyman poll.

he's like a crush that you can't get out of your head no matter what you do, i'm so freaking down bad for him it's not even funny anymore. ever since simping for cross i have not been the same since. the man has changed me. the attraction/simp feelings hit me like a bat out of nowhere and i don't understand why it's so intense— i. hh.

,,i like when ppl make him dorky. stupidly silly (absolutely love shitpost shenanigans and would absolutely LOVE to get into silly shenanigans with him and with/without his bestie epic). fun to be around when he's deemed you as a good friend. stars, he'd give good hugs. strong, solid, and warm, the kind of hugs u don't wanna pull away from so soon. a little endearingly cringe. fanon simp cross is adorable and fun to mess around with. tsundere cross is adorable and fun to mess with. cute anxious guy under all that intimidating aloofness. when i say his smile is an absolute treasure, i mean that. his blush making him look like a grape or a glowing bulb is adorable and makes me wanna tease him more. anime protag/character vibes so strong i wanna have a cute bl/shoujo manga romance with him type shit yk.

then there's times when he's The Hot Dude and i think it's illegal if he's all confident and smug and dom actually (/hj) cause that makes me wanna fucking fite him HELLO? SIR? ILLEGAL????? (<- the fight or flight response of a tsundere towards a milder tsundere LOL).

-hp every single time. mf gets successful d20 rolls w/ rizz on me and i get a critical hit every time. it's a 50/50 either i fluster to death and become weak or i wanna fite his dumbass

i'll. i can fight him. i'll lose but i can fight him for sure. (why is he so cool⁉️‼️💢💢💢RRRRRRR)

he makes me feel things. lots of things. (mostly fluster but when i'm feelin sooper soff i jst wanna shower his skull in keeses. ima kissy lil guy)

tired cross makes me just wanna take care of him. want him to come home to me without any worry because he thinks i'm his safe space.

when he's being stubborn i want to tell him to chill out for a little while, take a break and watch some funny stuff while drinking choccy milk or eating his fav foods and be cozy. bapping him if he's gonna try to get out of this too soon. he's gonna get the free time he deserves n relax n get cuddles n kithes.

the way he can gently hold my hand and look at me with a sincere look in his eyelights and say something genuinely affectionate feels like cupid shooting an arrow through my soul, but also feels like a balm. (a promise of loyalty and faithfulness.) (a kiss on the forehead? a cherry on top.)

well now i can't be mean to him with all the nice he's saying and doing. i just want nice things for him o(-< (even if he's a bastard sometimes lol<3 all circles back to the silly) (silly is always important)

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i love lust. so so so much. the fanon interpretation of him, anyway.

(don't get me wrong, i absolutely adore the feminine slay content of lust; but am i wrong for yearning for more masc lust content?)

i like my lust sans respectful, goofy, sans-like, an absolute sweetheart, and a caring, wonderful life partner. under the flirty personality and charm(ing looks), is a sans behavior that made me fall deeper. (he makes me feel very gender too) (ohmygofd yeah no he actually makes me think of gender sometimes rauauagrrgh<3/pos). i don't have to worry about showing my cring, weird side to him, because he's also a gremlin,, o(-< he doesn't have to present himself all nice and pretty all the time (although he's always pretty in my eyes). he can be comfortably himself; with me 🥺

i want to be his safe space.

i want to see him heal and be happy and be happy with me and give him all the love i can give and care for him and make him soso happy i just want him to feel SO sosososo loved, he deserves so much more

he's the only one who's able to get a certain reaction out of me; to pull flowers out of my heart. to pull out words of love and devotion and appreciation, heart bursting with affection only for him.

for him, i would try. i would live for him. i wish someone like him (the him i've created from interpretations and headcanons) was real irl.

i want to not care i don't care if he's a gorgeous well-known person that people fawn over, or if he's a campus crush, etc.,

i want him to think i'm worthy enough to keep in his life. for him to know how special he is to me, for him to know how much i want him in my life as much as i want him to keep me in his.

my immediate reaction when i think of him is: 😊💕💜💜💜eeeee kicks and giggles and flaps hands teehee

i love him so much i get a heart-on for him (/silly but it is true sometimes; love him so much it aches (in a good way))

[star-centric]

For that prompt list you got the Mammon cuddling prompt from, I saw "memorising their favourite things and treating them when they have a bad day" and immediately thought of Satan. Even pissy gremlins deserve to be coddled smh I will happily risk having a book thrown at my head to give him some hot choccy

Pairings: Satan x Gender Neutral!Reader

NOTE: Anon you’re 10000% right- I will definitely risk my life if it means making him feel better with no hesitation 🫡 also sorry this is late, had to pull a double at work a few times 😭

CW: gender neutral reader, fluff, no warnings really! Also here’s the prompt list!

PROMPT: memorising their favourite things and treating them when they have a bad day

Satan ignored the knock on his door.

The waves of anger he felt rising were gone, residing himself to his room before he was consumed by it. His irritation from today’s events were making his blood boil- but he locked himself away before he could lash out any further. Now he just wanted to be left alone-

But whoever was knocking at the door was refusing to grant him that peace.

Satan growled as he tried to focus on his book, but the soft taps on his door kept distracting him.

He finally slammed his book closed and stomped towards the door, insults already forming at the tip of his tongue as he ripped it open-

The words caught in his throat as he realized it was you, your shock widened eyes matching his own.

Satan felt like a bumbling idiot, his mouth gaping in the doorway as you nervously smiled.

You weakly laughed, “Sorry to bother but um…can I come in?”

Satan finally closed his mouth and looked away, mindlessly moving out of your way. He sat back down and glanced away from you, arms folded and pouting- you would have laughed at how cute he looked but you didn’t want to make him any more upset than he already was.

“So, I know you’re having a bad day but-“ you shuffled with the bag in your hand. “I got something for you.”

“This couldn’t wait until later?”

“I was thinking about it, but it seems like you need it now.” You ignored his biting tone gently nudged it into his hands.

Your words did peak his interest a bit- it even smelled good, a familiar scent wafting in his nose. When he glanced up at you with a questioning look, all you did was smile and wave your hands, motioning him to open it.

When he did, he was surprised. Genuinely surprised.

He unfolded it completely, the palms of his hands growing warm. It felt like the slice of apple pie came just out of the oven- and from the looks of it, it was homemade. You made this for him?

Your grin was all the answer that he needed.

Satan’s furrowed brows and puzzled look melted away. He tried his best to hide the flush growing on his cheeks.

He fully turned his head from you, cursing at how fast he was unfolding- you’ve always had this effect on him, and he was losing his composure quicker than usual-

But he couldn’t deny how much the gesture warmed him either, a delicate smile lining his lips.

Satan grabbed at your wrist before you could leave, bringing you down into his lap. He buried his face in the crook of your neck, the tips of his ears burning red.

“…thank you.”

It was easy to find comfort in you- your touch, your presence, just…you- and whatever irritations were hanging over him drifted away, just like always.

[mothgodofchaos]

Camera

I think that Wilford would have polaroids everywhere since his memory is shit, just so he doesn't forget things.

Wilford Warfstache x GN!Reader, TW: none Words: 636

The autumn air brushes past you, making the leaves swirl along the ground and dance with the chill. You shove your hands in your pockets, trying to keep them warm. Wilford notices your shivering, pulling a scarf out of who even knows where, and wraps it around your neck as you put on the matching gloves.

“Can’t have you getting cold now, pumpkin. There’s sights to see!”

He’s quick to snap a photo of you before you’re finished straightening yourself out. The camera prints the polaroid instantly, and he looks at it lovingly. You try to sneak a glimpse of it over his shoulder, but he hides it away before you can look.

“Ahhp-up-up! No ruining the surprise!” 

“Wilf, it’s a picture of me that you took as I was adjusting my scarf. What sort of surprise could there be?”

“Shhhhh, seeeecrets.”

You can’t tell if he’s being obtuse on purpose or not, but you just take his arm and keep walking, looking out upon your surroundings. The trees rustle as the clouds begin to hang overhead, letting only small bits of blue sky through. As long as you can feel Wilford next to you, you’re far more focused on the natural scenery surrounding you. Especially when that was the sole reason Wilford dragged you out here in the first place. 

You feel his mustache against your forehead as he leans over to give you a kiss, squeezing your arm, and double checking that you’re still warm. There’s the click of a camera again, and you glance over to see him photographing a squirrel happily munching on an acorn it found. It stares at you once you notice it, and Wilford takes the moment of it sitting still to capture another shot of it. 

“Perfect! An ideal specimen of sciurus carolinensis! And holding a quercus spp, just like the movies!”

“Oh? Which movie, Wilf?”

“The one with the little skittery one, with all the ice. His love for that acorn destroys the world, and I think that’s beautiful. Almost relatable, in a way…”

He trails off as you try and figure out what movie he could possibly be talking about. Every once in a while you hear the click of his camera, find what he’s photographing, and go back to what you were looking at. You have to pull the scarf over your face after a while, shuddering at the cold. Wilford looks at you, concern washed over his face.

“Oh pumpkin, we gotta get you indoors, stat.”

He scoops you up before you can protest, spinning you around in his arms and you appear in his living room. He’s careful to pull the scarf away from your face, frowning at how red your nose and cheeks are.

“Well we can’t have that, I’ll make us some hot choccies!”

Without another word, Wilford disappears into the kitchen, leaving you to get comfortable and warm. You’re quick to change out of your outside clothes, creating a cocoon for yourself with the massive pile of blankets by the couch. Wilford returns with mugs of hot chocolate topped with whipped cream, candy canes, and sprinkles. You happily take yours as he joins you in your comfort. He sets his camera on the table, and you catch a glimpse of the stack of photos from your walk. In the middle of each frame rests you, the focus of every photo, spare the squirrel. 

“So this was the surprise?”

You pick up the polaroids, thumbing through them carefully. Wilford gets quiet, sighing.

“My memory isn’t quite what it used to be… and I want to make sure I never forget my favorite memories of you.”

You look up at him, kissing his cheek as you pull him closer.

“You won’t, because I won’t let you. I promise.”

“Thank you, my dear.”

[crow-stars]

❝LET'S GO ICE SKATING❞

❦summary; ice skating can be such a fun time, though that may depend on whether you're new to the rink or have a bit of experience under your belt. ♪the characters in this story; savannaclaw; leona kingscholar, ruggie bucchi, jack howl, gn!reader ✎word count; ~626 words ❀what do the ghosts say?; ambiguous, school trip to an ice skating rink, falling chatacters, first times on ice, mentions of climates in respective twst characters homeland, fun times ☛the author's notes; nothing to note... ☪look at the catalogue?

❛LEONA KINGSCHOLAR❜

❀ Leona would not come on the ice willingly

❀ Convince him please

❀ It would be really hard to get him onto the ice because he does not want to go ice skating 

❀ If you do manage to get him on the ice, congratulations! Now you have to convince him to move.

❀ No, I’m serious, even if he gets onto the ice, he won’t be moving. 

❀ Like, he’s just standing there, hands in his pockets and that usual stare on his face

❀ Now, I don’t think Leona has ever really encountered ice since he lives in the Sunset Savanna

❀ Though it does get really cold at night in savannas I think, so he would be used to the cold

❀ Leona would be the type of person to wear short sleeves during the cold seasons and say it’s not cold enough

❀ Anyways, I think he’d hate ice skating 

❀ Leona would definitely prefer to be inside than out here on the ice 

❀ You will have to drag him along with you to get him to actually move around on the ice

❀ And after like thirty minutes he says he’s tired and will get off the ice with you in tow

❀ You wanted to keep skating?

❀ Too bad, you’re going back to the dorm home with Leona and will be drinking a hot cup of hot choccy

❀ But I think that would be nice too

❛RUGGIE BUCCHI❜

❀ Okay, I think he’d enjoy ice skating actually

❀ I think Ruggie would actually kinda like ice skating 

❀ Like, he’s going so fast, look at him go! 

❀ Half the time he’s like “look at me!” and tries to do something, and fails 

❀ He doesn’t take it against him and he’s quick to get back up to try again

❀ I think he’d be one to try to encourage you to join him as well

❀ It’s cute, to see him being all giddy and stuff. 

❀ Please watch him, he’ll get so happy and a happy Ruggie is adorable. 

❀ I think he’d actually really like ice skating due to the fact that he didn’t have many opportunities for leisure back home and it doesn’t snow in the Sunset Savanna

❀ Imagine him rambling about wanting to take the kids from his hometown ice skating oh my gosh 

❀ Ruggie would definitely want to come back again, but this time somehow manage to bring the other kids to mess around on the ice

❀ He wouldn’t mind going one on one, but Ruggie would probably wanna bring others along

❀ And, afterwords, you can treat him to hot chocolate, hehehe

❛JACK HOWL❜

❀ Like Trey, he knows how to ice skate 

❀ Except, this time, he does it not only out of necessity but for himself as well

❀ He has two younger siblings, so he has to make sure that they aren’t breaking their noses on the ice  

❀ But I think he also wanted to learn from like an exercise standpoint 

❀ Like, I don’t know what bones or muscles you exercise during ice skating, but Jack definitely wants to exercise those 

❀ I looked it up, you’re exercising your legs

❀ Anyway

❀ I definitely think that ice skating would be a nice freetime activity for Jack when time and weather permits

❀ So Jack is pretty stable when it comes to being on the ice

❀ Even Ace won’t be able to drag him down

❀ I like think that Jack would like pick one of his friends up and skate around with them in his arms

❀ Picked up from under the arms and held up like a cat

❀ Jack would probably be off doing his own thing on the ice 

❀ Though if you or any of his friends are having trouble on the ice, Jack would probably skate over to help

❀ He would definitely give tips on ice skating if you want

[domokunrainbowkinz]

back by unpopular demand: me, with my manhwa posting :)

titles discussed:

the pawn' revenge (18+)

sign (18+)

dawn of the dragon (18+)

cold blooded beast / in cold love (18+, idk why manta and lezhin translated it differently...sidenote I prefer the manta tl, it was more smoothly translated imo)

necromancer survival

red limit (18+)

frenemies: thicker than blood (18+)

dead man's switch (18+)

in the doghouse (18+)

4 week lovers (18+ on lezhin, 15+ on manta)

the pawn's revenge (18+) - i love you crime thrillers i love you damaged manipulative protagonists and i love you ride-or-die ML's who will do anything for love. it's a pretty gritty story about being sold off as a prostitute to the red light district, and what you would do to escape that situation, even if that means teaming up with a kidnapper/serial killer to claw your way to the top. ofc it does develop beyond that, and especially in s3 i am really interested to see how je-oh will go against hee-seo, as well as how he's gonna go about addressing the fact he genuinely loves and cares about seong-rok, despite his better judgment. idk man i just really love je-oh as a character, i want to study him under a microscope. i'm always biased towards manipulative characters who are a little fucked in the head <3 i really liked this one, but i would proceed with caution because there is non-con/dub-con in this one (not between the MC and ML except for 1 instance in s3).

sign (18+) - god this shit was so cute i wanted to explode. it's a pretty low-stakes, feel-good, fluffy read with some pretty good smut. it's about a guy who works part-time at a cafe owned by a deaf person, and their relationship is so OUGH..........god they're so cute, they are so down bad for each other and at the very end i thought to myself "damnb...maybe love IS real.......". i'm not deaf so i can't fully speak on how well the story represents deaf people, but just from an outsider's perspective it doesn't feel like the story treated him as an object of pity nor does it erase his disability, and he also has a lot of agency with regards to his decisions, so he's definintly not depicted as helpless. i do want to say that the plot does dry up a bit in s3 and it mainly focuses on the side couple (which unfortunately i wasn't super interested in), but other than that i HIGHLY recommend this if you're looking for a light read!! i have this bookmarked as a comfort read and it's also one of my faves for now <3

dawn of the dragon (18+) - i'm always a sucker for reincarnation stories and clingy ML's, so this one got me hook line and sinker. the dragon ML is so cute, i want to tuck him in and give him some hot choccy <3 the MC is also such a funny asshole, and his relationship with the ML is such a delight to read. one thing i do wanna say tho is they used the amnesia plot device twice???? once for the ML and another time for the MC, which made me go "ok......but why......???" like idk i don't think it was necessary to give the MC amnesia, it almost just felt like an excuse to go back to the chasing phase rather than have them in an established relationship. just my opinion though eheh 🤪

cold blooded beast / in cold love (18+) - not sure why manta and lezhin translated the title differently, but i will say right now that i think the manta tl is better. for some reason the lezhin tl localized a lot of terms (they changed "imugi" to "basilisk" and "yeoju" to "magic stone (????)") which confused me like just add a tl note, i PROMISE it's not gonna kill you to keep the original terms. it's another reincarnation story involving dragons and tragic pasts and amnesia, and the ML has 2 (two) dicks babey!!!!!!!!!!! i did finish the entire story through a fan tl, and overall it's a pretty standard supernatural romance, i honestly have no strong feelings about this one.

necromancer survival - i read this one a while back and totally forgot about it....anyways i have a BONE to pick with this one, i've seen so many people rave about it but i ended up not liking it and i'm so mad about that!!!!!!!! on the surface it seems like something i'd like, but the way it was executed just made me go "meh.....", and i think a lot of that stems from me just straight up not liking the MC (i know these types of MC's are supposed to elicit a "protect him uwu" instinct from readers but instead he made me go "grow a spine!!!! fight back!!! FIGHT BACK!!!!!!!!!" anyways he made me want to tear my hair out) and the only reason i even finished all the available chapters is because of the ML and his undead squad. a lot of people did say the novel is better and more explicit with the horror and romance, but as of right now i don't think i will read the novel, since again, most of my dislike stems from the way the MC was written. also i felt like the romance just came outta nowhere, like the ML treats the MC like shit and then suddenly develops feelings out of nowhere 🥴

red limit (18+) - i ALSO have a bone to pick with this one, like it could've been so good but then the author had to throw in some UNNECESSARY BULLSHIT in the last 5 chapters that soured the entire ending and side stories for me i was so mad!!!!!!!! like you didn't have to do allat 😭 everything before that was just so beautifully depicted and written, with the way they slowly show the relationship deepening, the way the level of intimacy increases with each interaction, the insecurity, the careful breaking down of walls AUGH....but then for SOME REASON they threw in some half-assed, forced misunderstanding at the end that made me go "HELLO???? WHY???????" i'm so bitter >:( going back to positives though, the art in this is so unique. the use of a grayscale palette with splashes of red is so striking, and i LOVED the use of full colour in certain panels to signify where the MC is at emotionally. i do think this is still a good read, but you'll just have to ignore the Bullshit at the end.

frenemies: thicker than blood (18+) - OUUUGH this one slapped!!!!!!!!! a childhood rivals-to-lovers murim story that i absolutely blasted through, the MC and ML's relationship is so ouuuuuuuuughhhh like they are each others' ride or die. i thought the plot was also quite interesting as well, since we get to see the power struggle within the murim society, and at its core, the entire plot is really a revenge story. i really liked this one as a wuxia danmei enjoyer, so i think other danmei fans would enjoy this one as well!!! i have this bookmarked as a comfort read, and it's also one of my faves now <3

dead man's switch (18+) - a zombie apocalypse BL manhwa!!!!! it's about a university campus overrun with zombies, and the MC and ML are trying to survive and escape to get help. at first glance the ML is a total psycho and seems to be abnormally obsessed with the MC, but at the end of S1 you find out why, though there are hints dropped throughout the first season that make you guess (unfortunately i was spoiled by a summary i saw online 😔 but it didn't take away from the enjoyment). i think fans of zombie media would like this one, it does play out a lot like a zombie movie (humans dividing into groups, hoarding food, survival of the fittest etc), so it feels pretty familiar.

in the doghouse (18+) - i'm gonna be real i'm just reading this to see how freaky the FL and ML are gonna get. the ML is a total masochistic sub looking for his sadist dom, and i am excited to see the FL finally become the femdom of his dreams. besides that though, i do love how the FL is written, the struggles she goes through with her parasitic family really make her feel disempowered and you can FEEL her frustration through the panels. anyways i'm rooting for you courtney become the femdom of richard's dreams babygirl <3

4 week lovers (18+) - i'm actually baffled there's a 15+ version that omits the sex scenes bc babey that's like 90% of the story. gonna be real here and say i don't know if the 15+ version is worth reading, because I think the sex scenes are probably the best part about this manhwa lol. i do like the relationship and they do have a lot of cute moments, but there's not really a plot besides in the first season where they get together at the end, after that it's just them developing their relationship and having nasty borderline-kinky sex. that's not to say there's no depth to the characters though, the MC's backstory is very sad and explains a lot about his behaviour, and his issues don't magically disappear once he and the ML enter a relationship. i'm still continuing with this one though because i do want to see how far they go with regards to the MC and ML's obsession with each other, and also i want to see how freaky they will get :)

[megmischief]

Seb x Reader - Sleepless Nights

T+ rated for mental illness related content.

Trigger warning: PTSD

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You jolt awake. You're panting and covered in sweat. The room spins around you, and you dont know where you are. All you can remember is the trauma that put you in this mess. Pressure is building in your system, and the panic worsens. You can't breathe.

"Baby...?" Sebastian groggily rolls over. His hair half in his face. As soon as he realises you're in the middle of a flashback, he sits up beside you. Stroking the hair out of your face, he holds onto your hand gently.

You remain sat there. Staring into the abyss.

"Hey..." Sebastian gently pulls your chin so you're looking him in the eyes. "You're not there anymore, honey. You have me...our amazing children...our farm. You're so brave and strong. We can get through this together." Sebastian pulls you close.

A sudden snap back to reality hits you, and you slump into Sebastian's chest. You felt too weak to talk. Seb knew that. Unfortunately, this was a common occurrence. Despite the medication, you still found it hard to settle. You begin to sob uncontrollably into his bare chest as he strokes your hair comfortingly.

"I'm here...I'm here...No one can hurt you again...I promise..." He pulls you tighter and gently rocks back and forth to soothe you.

After an hour or so, you begin to calm down. Sebastian had been a great help on your healing journey, and you were extremely thankful. He always encouraged you when you were doing well and was there to hold you when you fell.

"Babe, I made you a hot chocolate. Just how you like it with cream and extra marshmallows." Sebastian popped your drink on the bedside table and got back into bed.

"Thank you, Sebby...for all that you do for me. I really appreciate it." You snuggle into your husband once again. You feel a sense of comfort around him that no one else can give you.

Sebastian gave you a warm smile. "Thank you, too. You help me too. We help each other.That's why we're so great together. Now drink your hot choccy and I'll put your favourite anime on until you feel ready to go back to sleep."

You pull the covers over your chin, snuggling into Sebastian's chest, his arms wrapped tightly around you. Sebastian kisses your forehead and puts on the TV. You both slowly drift off back to sleep in each other's arms.

[true-blue-sonic]

Dave the Intern/Barista DOES have a mild interest in Silver, but I've not yet fleshed out what exactly that means yet.

Current idea, Dave just believes Silver is a fellow LARPer who has a special interest in Sonics time period, which Dave considers THE BEST time period (for villainy).

Also, they do go on massive rants on how Eggman Nega is just the worst. Dave might not know/believe that Nega is Eggmans descendant and just think he's a copycat instead, he gives Silver discounts for destroying those robots because the hate for Nega and his robots is real.

Oh dear. Does that mean Dave the Barista thinks Silver is also an aspiring villain (well, in quotation marks for Dave, lol) and that's why he keeps beating up Nega's robots? Because everything Nega steals from Eggman creates is an affront to villainy? I think Silver's gonna be pissed when he finds out that is what Dave believes him to be XD

Do love the idea that they're just Nega-haters through and through together, haha. Though I can see them get into discussions about whether Nega is related to Eggman or not; Silver knows that to be true, but Dave doesn't believe it, and I can envision them arguing about it for quite some time. But hey, Silver gets his apple strudel hot choccies with syrup for a nice discount, so he'll put up with the misinformation for now!

[bunny--manders]

So… unhinged character bingo, amirite? Anyway, we had Poet, how about Chrysalis now?

He's my sweet middle-aged baby. He's besties with every lesbian in Saint Petersburg. He deserves that beach vacation. I almost forgive him for that scene in Igor Grom that made me cry. You know the one, with the toy car. Fucking brutal.

Mad respect to Phobs for seeing Zamsky's work and saying, "This man needs a boyfriend and a cute loft apartment and a cat. Put that mass murderer in pink Adidas and give him a hot choccy"

[wee-chlo]

Here she is. My stupid lil gremlin child:

Josefa "Pepa" "Rook" De Riva. She cut her own hair and it's very obvious. 5 foot nothing, mid twenties, can speak Antivan with a flawless accent.

My backstory headcanon for her is that she is former Dalish, but her clan was decimated by Tevinter slavers when she was very young so she doesn't remember much, if anything. A lot of sensory memories but nothing concrete.

She was subsequently bought by a lesser Crow house with a reputation for not... utilizing their trainees and fledglings effectively. When their talon accepted a contract from a Dalish clan to kill a local magister who was kidnapping and killing elven children, they just threw any elven trainee they had as bait, but never followed through. It got bad enough that Caterina was made aware of it by a very angry First who came to personally complain about the house.

Lucanis was actually there that day, and remembers it as one of the very few times anyone spoke to his grandmother without any amount of deference. The Dalish elf was furious and icy, and Caterina apologized and swore to make it right. While she was personally disgusted by it all, her insistence on fixing it was more because the incompetence shown by that small, lesser house couldn't stand. The Talon of that house was dead within the week, and the contract reassigned to House De Riva.

Viago, not yet a Talon but an excellent assassin, was sent to handle it. Only to find the contract completed by one of the many elves the House had fruitlessly thrown at the situation: a mageling who killed the magister with a little knife and a lot of gumption. De Riva could always use more mages, so.... the rest is history.

She became a Spellblade after a not-insignificant amount of trial and error (because I kept thinking that the orb and dagger were like melee weapons. They're not, at least not at first); she got her ass whupped a lot initially.

Initially used mostly shock and necrotic magic but started branching out after Wiesshaupt because oh my god I need to set everything on fire. After she talked down the fragment of Mythal, she got Mythal's Light and now she can Never Be Stopped. I got the rainbow blade and now everything gets hurt by me.

Saved Treviso and feels more guilty about how NOT guilty she is about it, tbh.

Activates Viago's Cain Instinct every single day but also credits him for saving her life so its all love. Ships Viago and Teia but also retches violently when they flirt in front of her. Has definitely taken poison, arrows, and thrown daggers for Viago.

Would probably get along great with Illario if he wasn't intensely sus.

Flirted with Taash until Taash called her out and made her experienced the most severe case of Bisexual Panic ever. But also made her realize that she was carrying a torch for Lucanis. She keeps accidentally flirting with Harding though so at least one other person is gonna have to get let down gently before the week is up.

Has to actively try to be quiet. On the job, she can be silent as the grave. Around the Lighthouse, its a constant stream of humming, singing, mumbling, etc. Everyone gets used to her singing to Manfred or Asaan, singing good mornings to everyone, singing antivan corridos while washing dishes.

Massive crush on Lucanis. Didn't realize until Taash asked if she was serious about the flirting and now she's desperately trying to figure out how to deal with it because Lucanis is clearly busy and why on earth would he be interested in her.

Desperately wants to talk to Spite. He sounds so funny, come on Lucanis, let me talk to him. He sounds so fuckin hilarious. Please? Come on, don't be that way, come oooooon.

Hates coffee. The smell gives her a headache and the taste is overwhelmingly bitter. She tried to drink a whole mug when Lucanis made her some once and got halfway through before feeling like her blood was going to vibrate out of her skin. She is... not used to caffeine. She's a hot choccy lass.

Feels low key bad for Solas but also "I'm one of the assholes who lives here" sooooo...

Slowly grows more keen on the fact that she's an elf, because originally she wasn't super... conscious of it? It didn't really factor into her perception of herself that much. She doesn't speak Elven, doesn't know much about elven history or the Creators, identified more as an Antivan and a Crow than anything else. But interacting with Mythal and earning her approval left an impression.

Looked up at the moon getting moved and said "Checkmate, atheists". She is an atheist.

[parttimepuff]

OH OH ME FIRST ME FIRST

M!A hot choccy for pixie, I think it will help. And they can drink it, I said so.

Their sobs had quieted to the occasional hiccup by now. The appearance of the mug of hot chocolate in their hands nearly sent them over the edge again, but somehow they held out. "P-pixie can, actually have this..?" The Dream Fae asked hesitantly. Holding them in one arm, Luna gave the anon a very grateful smile. "I think they can do that, yeah." She assured them.

"They've done it before." Gremlin seconded. Pixie glanced at him before turning back to the cup. They knew that, but it almost felt like they needed permission to try it. Afraid of some nonsensical vague consequences for indulging. "This... would be the first time." The Dream Fae told them and they all knew what that meant.

"Well, with this kind of arrangement, you don't need to worry about the biological processes that follow." Gremlin joked. Luna would have swatted at him for it if she didn't want to spill Pixie's drink, so she made a face at him instead. They just continued to look at the cocoa. "This was the first drink you had, wasn't it?" The Dream Fae questioned, already knowing the answer. "Hm? Yeah, it was. A great place to start." The Dream Demon replied.

It had been Reverie's, too. Another thing to tie them together. A fitting choice. Pixie glanced over at Goblin whose expression of concern shifted quickly to annoyance when he saw them looking. "What?? I haven't tried that, if that's what you wanna ask. I'd wanna have scotch or something." He grumbled. Gremlin rolled his eyes behind his shades. It was the truth. His first drink had been milk.

Again, they stared down at the drink in their hands. It wasn't as though they'd never been curious, of course they'd wanted to know why everyone seemed to like it. Why it seemed to be a favorite of their favorite muses. They knew it was good, but had no experience to draw from. They could now. So why did they still hesitate?

"You know," Luna started, "It really will help, even if just a little bit. Trust me." She promised. It would help... They had said they were going to try, hadn't they? Accepting some help was a good start. Pixie chuckled dryly. Even the narration was giving them advice. Carefully, they took a sip. Tears started falling again. It was good.

[arvensimp]

Christmas is coming, the most beautiful time of the year to spend with arven who probably has never been able to celebrate it with his parents. So the reader did everything (all the traditions) with him. Such as exchanging Christmas gifts, kissing under the mistletoe, build a gingerbread house (arven’s did a amazing job on that), decorating Christmas trees, and you being his secret Santa)

Merry Christmas to all the arven simp, let’s give our boi all the love he deserve.

Merry Christmas to the writer, your writing is AWESOME and I hope you have a wonderful time.

Merry Chrysler!!!! I hope you like this one! I kinda went with some switching happy to somber to happy tones with this one? I've always been taught that Christmas can be just as sad a time as it can be a happy one.

You Can Plan On Me

Arven x reader (no gendered pronouns used) during the holidays. We got some comfort here folks, so grab your hot choccy and snuggle in 💖🦭

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Christmas with Arven is...difficult.

It's not his fault, of course! The fact of the matter is that he never properly celebrated the holiday as a child, then as a teenager, he would cut himself off from everyone during the season of merriment, only coming out after New Years Day when the coast was good and clear.

Since you started dating, you've been respectful of his...distaste for the holiday. You get it. It's a difficult one if you've never had a family or close friends to celebrate it with, much less show you how! He also deals now with the fact that he's sort of grieving for a parent that...well, he isn't really sure deserves his grief? It's a whole can of worms, and to be completely honest, you really don't blame him for wanting to snuggle up with a blanket and Mabosstiff and just sit tight for a bit, alone.

This year, you once again try to coax him from his holiday shell, and he hesitantly accepts your offer to try and join in on some of the merriment.

To keep from overwhelming him, you sit down together and figure out what specific things he might like to get it on this year.

First on the list is the tree. To prevent him from getting a bit overwhelmed by...everything, you take the initiative and pick the tree yourself and get it all set up at your place. In preparation for his arrival, you set out all your decorations and get some soft instrumental holiday music playing.

When Arven arrives not long later, you show him your assortment of decor and give him the go ahead to start putting tinsel around the tree.

While he's distracted a bit with the art project of making sure ornaments are spaced well enough apart, you grab a little gift you'd had made for him.

"Hey," He calls for you without looking from his handiwork. "Is there, like, a limit on how many ornaments go on here?"

With the small wrapped present behind your back, you examine the tree. "Hm... I mean, I usually overload the thing with as many ornaments as it'll handle, but..." You show him the package. Arven's jaw drops.

"W-wait! I know we said we'd do gifts, but... That's not until actual Christmas, right? I didn't bring anything."

"Oh!" You laugh lightly. "Yeah that's fine. This is just a bonus present for your first Christmas tree! Open it!"

Arven hesitantly takes your gift. "Thanks..." Inside the packaging is a small, felted ornament of a little maschiff, making a funny face.

You wrap an arm around Arven's waist and kiss his cheek.

"I figured you should have a special ornament to commemorate this year, so I commissioned one of Hassel's buddies to make this."

For his part, Arven bites his lip and delicately strokes the little tuft of fur on the maschiff's head.

"Th-thank you..."

"Of course! You like it?"

He nods, covering his mouth with one of his hands.

"Aww, hey..." You hold him tight and lead him to sit down on the sofa as he gathers himself for a moment.

He doesn't talk, preferring to sit quietly as he swallows down the lump in his throat. You kiss his cheek gently when he stands back up a few minutes later.

"I think..." He starts, "This little guy should go....here."

He hangs him up next to a small fuecoco bauble you got several years ago, the first year you got your beloved partner pokemon.

"They can be buddies! I like it!" You tell him.

"I think that's...enough Christmas for today." He tells you.

You frown. "Too much? I'm sorry."

"N-no! It's just...a lot, I think. I'm ready to stop now."

You squeeze his hands. "I understand. Well you're welcome to snuggle up here or at your place."

Arven thinks for a moment. "I...may just go home."

"That's fine. Just text me when you get home safe, kay?"

Arven nods, and as he leaves he gives you a quick peck.

"Thanks for understanding."

True to form, Arven texts you when he's safe at home and then goes expectantly silent for a bit.

A few days later, you check back in on your Christmas plans.

/Still want to try some baking? No pressure ofc 💖

You're left waiting a bit before he replies.

/Yea sure. I got all the ingredients

Then another text

/Meet at your place?/

You both had already discussed the fact that he wasn't quite ready to bring the spirit of the holiday into his own home, so you're more than fine with him commandeering the kitchen for a bit.

/Sure!! Everything's all clean and sparkly for you here.

/♥️

Arven shows up not long later, his bag stuffed to the brim with his selection of ingredients.

"Okay. Gingerbread, hot chocolate, pecan snowball cookies, and chocolate cake. Are there any sweets I'm missing?"

He says it so matter-of-factly that your heart aches with overwhelming fondness.

"That's pretty much it, yeah. We can do as much or as little as we like. It's more about just...having fun together?"

Arven smiles as he sets down the bags on your counter top and rolls up his sleeves.

"Oh this'll definitely be fun." It's as confident as you've seen him in weeks, and it makes you glow with love and happiness for him.

"Great! I know this is your zone, so just let me know how I can help."

"Sure. Go ahead and get the oven pre-heating, then you can help me with mise en place."

You do as you're told, but before you head back to him, you grab two holiday themed aprons from your pantry.

"Okay! Feel free to say no, but..." You hold them both up to him with an eager grin. They're both hideously ruffly things decked out in red, green, and sparkles. Really, they're hosting aprons more than cooking aprons, and Arven knows you know that. He cringes a bit at the sight of them but smiles nonetheless.

"I'll take the one with the Stantler on it." He sighs.

You pass it to him to put on, which he does without complaint.

You similarly don the delibird apron, outfitted with an adorably appliqued pocket.

Arven sets himself quickly to organizing all the ingredients, separating them out into their places.

As he does, you set out the different bakeware you'll need. A few cookie sheets with parchment paper, the cake tins, and all the rest.

He gets to mixing the gingerbread dough while you set the kettle to boil with milk.

In next to no time, you have several gingerbread shapes cut out and baking in the oven, and steaming cups of thick hot chocolate set out in massive mugs.

You dollop each with homemade whipped cream (Arven had shown you how to make it several months back) and place one down next to your boyfriend.

For his part, Arven is now dutifully rolling out the little pecan dough cookies, a tiny tip of his tongue poking out from between his lips as he concentrates.

"Thanks for the hot chocolate," He says without looking away from the dough. "I'll get to it in a second."

"No problem. Take your time." You tell him. "Want me to get started on the cake batter?"

"Uh...sure. Go ahead and mix together the dry ingredients. Just remember su-"

"Sugar doesn't count as a dry ingredient, I know!" You tease him.

You know better than to try and mess with him when he's in the baking zone, as it were, so you decide to hold off on swiping his nose with whipped cream.

For now.

Not long later, you've swapped places, as Arven creams together ingredients for the cake batter, and you toss warm pecan cookies in their first powdered sugar bath.

"And that's why you always want to have your butter at room temperature," He tells you as he starts folding dry and wet ingredients together.

You love listening to him talk about anything cooking related. Even if you don't quite understand, you love how his eyes light up and how he starts gesticulating wildly as he speaks.

It's just nice to see him happy.

You follow his instructions as best you can, and within a few hours you've got a mountain of sweets.

Arven has taken it upon himself to do the architecture work behind building the gingerbread house, insisting upon using his own homemade icing as well rather than any "store bought junk."

You relax in the meantime, keeping the pokemon entertained and out from beneath Arven's feet.

You set your speakers up to start playing soft Christmas-y tunes as well and take the opportunity to lift Mabosstiff's paws up off the ground and dance with him to Jingle Bell Rock.

The scene gets an honest to goodness laugh out of your boyfriend, and you beam cheekily at him in reply.

He throws a gumdrop at your face, and it bounces off your nose where Skeledirge immediately scoops it up before Mabosstiff has time to get all four paws back on the floor.

Soon enough, Arven is done, and with a satisfied huff he undoes his ponytail and shakes his hair back out to normal.

"Okay! I think that's everything. What do we do now?"

"Um...." You've already got a gingerbread head in your mouth. "Eat?"

Arven sighs, picking up a pecan snowball and popping in his mouth. He moans happily as he chews. "I'll admit, we make beautiful pastries together."

You snort a laugh and grab a sip of your hot chocolate. "You did most of the work, be honest."

He shrugs, coyly not meeting your eye. "I think we shared."

"Uh-huh. Yeah, sure. Listen, I won't complain when the results taste this good."

You toss a gingerbread arm to Skeledirge and cheer as he catches it.

"You know, with all these sweets I wasn't quite sure what we'd do with the leftovers, but between the two of us and thirteen pokemon," He never forgets to include 'Raidon. "I think we might have just enough."

As it turns out, there was just enough to stuff you all.

You and Arven are collapsed on the sofa later that evening, groaning at being so stuffed full of sweets. You roll and throw an arm over your boyfriend.

"Stay for the night? C'mon. I know you don't want to move right now, and I doubt any of your pokemon do either."

"Mmmmgh...." He groans, shifting. "Sure."

The two of you end up falling asleep like that, stupid aprons still tied around your waists.

Your last Christmas activity for the year comes on Christmas day. Or, more accurately, late in the evening on Christmas Day.

You'd spent the better part of the holiday celebrating with friends and family as tradition calls for, only sending Arven texts to confirm that he still wanted to get together tonight and that you love him.

It stings not having him with you, but everyone understands the situation he's in and is sympathetic.

Well after dark, with lights on the tree still twinkling, you greet Arven at your door with two mugs of steaming hot chocolate.

He gratefully comes in and kisses you in greeting automatically. You don't need to point out the mistletoe that Nemona had placed there just for him earlier on.

Once he's removed his coat and grabbed his chocolate, you coax him over to the sofa.

He looks everywhere but at you, and if you look closely, his hands are shaking a bit.

You cup his cheek, still cold from the walk over, on your palm.

"Hey."

He finally meets your gaze and gives you a small smile.

"Hey."

"How ya feeling?"

He sighs and stays quiet for a long moment. "I... I don't know. It's a lot... And in some ways it feels wrong? But other ways it's nice, but then... Then I think about it too hard and it feels wrong again...so...yeah."

As he speaks, Arven leans up against you. You welcome him lovingly into your arms as he snuggles up.

"I hear you. We can just sit here quietly for the night if you like. We don't have to have anymore Christmas this year if you're more comfortable that way."

"N-no!" He says, jolting out of your grip. "I...I really want to give you your gift."

Your heart goes all soft and mushy for him in that moment.

"Okay then. Let me grab yours, too."

You lean over and swipe his gift from beneath the tree, a sentiment that is not missed on Arven from the way his eyes widen just a bit.

He'd never had a gift waiting for him beneath a tree before now.

He takes the delicately wrapped present from you and gives it a tentative squeeze. It's soft to the touch beneath the sparkling paper.

He opens it up methodically, pulling away tape from the seams of the wrapping to truly unwrap the gift, rather than just tear it open.

Inside is a hand crocheted scarf that you put an embarrassing number of hours into creating. At each end are tiny versions of each herba mystica recreated in yarn.

"I made it with 100% mareep wool, so it should keep you nice and warm! It should also repel water fairly well if you get caught in snow or rain." You helpfully provide when he doesn't immediately respond.

You can't see his eyes at your current angle, but you note that he takes each tiny herb between his thumb and forefinger and rubs it lovingly.

"Is...is it okay? It's okay if you don't like it. I can..." Well you can't return it. "I can make you something else?"

Arven's face pops up, his cheeks flush. "You made this?!" He asks incredulously.

You nod. "I'm still learning, so I know it's not perfect, but--"

Arven throws his arms around you. "It's the most perfect gift I've ever received. Ever." Mabosstiff then takes that opportunity to burst from his PokeBall to boof angrily at Arven.

He looks embarrassed at his pokemon. "Uh... I mean." He looks back to you. "Second favorite gift. Sorry..." He puts a hand on Mabosstiff's head and gives him a scratch behind the ear.

"I completely understand," You assure him with a laugh. "I'm just glad you like it!"

"I really do." He says, wrapping the scarf around his neck. "Here! Your turn?" He passes you his own package, beautifully wrapped and larger than you were expecting, to be honest. You wouldn't be surprised if he looked up some type of tutorial to make it look this nice.

"I, uh... I saw it online, and...well... I thought of you."

Inside is a shrink wrapped stuffed animal. "Is it...?" You pull it out slowly. "Oh my god!"

Trapped in an airtight container is a lifesize wooloo plush. You pierce the plastic immediately, giggling in delight as the creature slowly inflates.

"This has been sold out on the website for months!" You cry, hugging the sheep as it rises.

Arven laughs. "I saw an opportunity, and I took it."

"Oh, I love it I love it I love it!!" You tackle Arven to the sofa and kiss his sweet, adorable face all over.

Meanwhile, Mabosstiff paws at the still-growing sheep, boofing softly at it.

After you're done fawning over Arven and the wooloo, in that order, the two of you end up curled up in one another, listening to soft music, still nursing your hot chocolates.

Arven has agreed to spend the night.

It isn't much. Truth be told, you're filled with a terrible aching kind of longing to do more of this exact thing, to smother Arven, keep him wrapped up and cozy and warm and snug and loved and so many other things for the whole Christmas season. But for now, this is what he wants and needs from you.

He is enough as he is, and you won't force more from him.

As years pass you can get him involved more and more as he feels comfortable. There's no need to rush it when you have all the time in the world ahead of you.

[randoimago]

OK, I just didn't wanna flood your inbox lol.

Can I please get Ares with a modern human s/o(s/o can be christian for extra funny of them dating a god, but that might not be something your ok with)with the Christmas movie night prompt?

The bloody boi deserves some hot choccy and cuddles to his favorite movie ^^

Christmas Movie Night

FANDOM: Hades Game

Character(s): Ares

Type of Request: Headcanons, 🎄

Word Count: 291

Note(s): No that's valid and I appreciate you for that! Okay but I find this hilarious. Just "you know this holiday was originally intended for--" "hush, it's commercialized anyway"

Festive Prompts

Ares

"You're sitting inside and watching movies. That's how you spend this holiday?" He says the word 'holiday' with so much disdain. I mean, there's a holiday for some weird ass religion that doesn't make sense (to him) and he doesn't get one? He's a god too damn it.

"I know, it's so boring compared to killing random people like you want." Ares flicked your forehead with a bit more force than he probably meant. You pouted at him as he rolled his eyes at your teasing.

"You aren't even doing anything for the god of this holiday. You're watching movies. That movie is about a reindeer, not god!" It was kind of funny how grumpy Ares acted about the whole thing.

"Look, you go on TV and you only see commercials about buying things. About how it's the season of giving so spend all your money and be poor just for this one gift that'll probably be thrown away by next Christmas." You had to pause your movie that you were trying to enjoy. Now you were having a debate with your... boyfriend? The term was interesting especially since he constantly stated that he's more than a boyfriend.

"If I had a holiday then people would have to worship me..." He grumbled more.

"Yeah by painting the ground red."

"You know me so well," he huffed in the dryest tone possible.

"Hard not to. Now may I please watch my movies in peace?"

"I'm the god of war, not god of peace."

"I'll tear you into pieces if I can't finish one movie." Now it was your turn to grumble. Judging by the smirk on Ares' face, he was finding way more joy in your comment than you intended. Just great.

[clouds-rambles]

Could I request the reader being childe’s younger sister (around 14-16) and maybe they get a nightmare one night and gets a panic attack from night terrors (this happened to me a lot as a kid) and him just comforting them :3

SUPER sorry for my tardiness. I’ve got drunk yesterday and I’m still reaping the effects of it ;-; Anyway ahead we go!

Pairings; (Platonic) Childe x fem!reader

Warning(s); panic attack, nightmares, use of the word 'good girl', use of the word 'sister'

Keep reading under the cut!

Waking up with a start after a nightmare you can barely remember the details about is very much not how you want to spend your 4am. You can’t shake the feeling of the nightmare though, the aftershocks of terror shake you to your bones and you tumble out of bed, smashing a glass that was situated on the dresser.

You find yourself breathing heavier and your chest tightening, the glass being too much for your brain to comprehend

“[name], are you okay? Can I come in?” you hear your brother, Childe ask through the door. You try to reply to him three times before a sob explodes from your chest and you fall onto the floor, narrowly missing the puddle of water and shards on glass on the floor. Your brother hears the commotion and furrows his brow, something has to be amiss “I’m coming in [name]” he informs you giving you a few beats to voice any complaints before he opens the door.

The first thing he notices is your fast paced, shallow breathing. Childe is more than in the know at what is happening, this isn’t the first time he’s walked into your room while your mid panic attack. Careful of the glass Childe crouches beside you and speaks softly 

“I’m going to hug you now, is that okay?” you nod, leaning into his embrace before he can begin to open his arms for you “Breath with me now” he instructs “In, Out, In, Out” he continues until he can feel your steady breathing “Good girl” he praises with a smile 

“Would you care to tell me what plagues my sister so?” he asks leaning back from the hug to look into your eyes. You shake your head, even if you had a good, coherent idea of what the nightmare contained you don’t really feel like exposing your terrors to Childe. No matter how much you love him. “That’s okay” he nods, he doesn’t pry but you know he’s there if you ever want to talk about it.

“Do you want me to tuck you in?” he asks with a calm voice, you shake your head

“Hot choccy?” you ask him not yet wanting to face your dreamscape for at least an hour or so. Your brother nods at you with a smile

“Of course [name], and if you can keep a secret I’ll put some marshmallows in” he half bargains and half jests. Childe is the kind of guy to treat all his siblings equally and even out the playing field of gift giving in his own time. 

[pippuns]

Deidre gets many hugs now don't worry. Her bio family is messy as hell but she got adopted to the Fullest within Ishgardian Law by Edmont for her 20th birthday before Stormblood. Also Hydaelyn (me) decided that a certain someone (Haurchefant) needed to be brought back for the sake of emotional support in Endwalker. I also put him on the first so he's really ping-ponging around with them XD. It takes a long time for the Scions to truly understand the kind of support she needs, but they know her now!!! It took a couple Rough Events (esteem rage + 'hey zenos is here to kill me in case I become a Light Warden because he's the only fucker who could possibly win' ) for the older scions (aka not the twins) to Really know her but by Endwalker, they're finally actually as close to her as group as they thought they had been during ARR.

What kind of relationship quirks does Alwynn have with each of the scions?

LETS GO!!! ADOPTION!!!! WHAT DEIDRE DESERVES!!! omg AND haurchefant resurrection?? we really win them all here. thanks hydaelyn. i'm glad eventually the scions get to Really Know her for deidres sake please sirs she's child:tm:

early scion interactions between alwynn mainly had them be the scions local cryptid who never really stuck around or slept in the waking sands with everyone else (or at all tbh) and really only showed up to do favors for minfilia before vanishing again for a while (alwynn's a legacy wol trying to learn how to interact with the world again and make up for lost time). they warmed up a lot to the rest of the scions after praetorium and the coils were dealt with.

for more light-hearted stuff though uhh

y'shtola gave alwynn an impossible puzzle to solve to see how long it would take them to give up. alwynn is still trying to solve it.

alwynn likes bringing back weird curiosities from their travels to see if urianger knows anything about it. he always does and always gives them a lecture as to their origins and historical importance. its their goal to eventually bring something back that completely baffles urianger. this is not possible, but they haven't been deterred.

alwynn likes to knit blankets when they're traveling via boat or airship, so there's a corner in the scions' headquarters that has an abundance of soft knitted blankets. peak location for a sleepover

while all the scions were falling asleep t the end of stormblood, alwynn stress knit a ton of blankets for them. when they wake up back at the source its to an abundance of large stress squares.

alwynn has a rather large scar on their right hand from one night when they went out drinking with thancred and he challenged them to play the knife game as fast as they possible could. they immediately accidentally stabbed their hand. they were banned from going out drinking with thancred for a while after that.

they're also incapable of saying no to dumb challenges (not out of a sense of pride or anything but just because their gauge of Normal Human Actions is completely skewed) so lyse would dare them to do increasingly dumb and baffling shit. papalymo eventually put a stop to it.

haurchefant passed on the "hot choccy makes everything better" habits to alwynn when they were both still teens so the scions are used to hot choccy nights for the smallest inconveniences. alphinaud probably got some hot chocolate his first night in the falling snows and started crying because of this.

one time when they were writing in their journal one of the other scions noticed and asked to add a footnote. this specific journal has since become a scrapbook for all the scions.