#the melly part is so cute

[magdasabs]

captain's column, 22.01.23

[kadoodles-on-ao3]

Artist: mugimugis3 Source: Twitter Archives: Original Post | First Image | Second Image

(Rough) Translation: Text right of Shulk: The Monado is a cat, too(?) Onomatopoeia left of Shulk: *stomach growling* Riki: "Melly is cute no matter what she looks like..."

[lethalchiralium]

Ducks | Simon “Ghost” Riley x Wife!Reader

a/n: listen… i don’t have to explain anything. i think we all are onboard with great dad simon

warnings: vague mentions of simon’s trauma, mentions of you (you’re not really in this one), winnie and mellie being cute kids because i said so, mentions of miscarriage but he’s explaining it in a good way to winnie, mentions of medicine

summary: It’s hot in England, so it’s time to pull out the plastic kiddie pool and dip toes in the frighteningly cold water. Winnie finds a new friend.

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“She can be Duckling too!”

Winnie pushed the little ducks in her plastic kiddie pool around, making them tap Simon’s leg that was in the water. He looked down at the little mini you in between his calves, sitting against the very small wall of the little pool and admiring the little octopus in her hand.

The sun was beaming down and even with the windows open, Simon was sweating up a storm. What better idea than to take out the foot tall kiddie pool, fill it with water and toys so he and his girls can stay cool? Even though he wouldn’t be sitting on a chair next to the pool with his feet in the water, he still had his dark blue swim trunks on and a white t-shirt, sunglasses on his eyes but his gaze never left the water. Even a moment’s look away can kill, he knew it was able to happen.

Winnie was sat in her light green swimsuit with her hair messily done up, Simon had pulled it into a little high ponytail but there were strands poking out from the top. The curls she got from her mom always gave Simon a little tug on his heart - if he could tell Winnie’s mom one thing right now, it would be that her daughter was happy.

Mellie cooed from her snug seat between Simon’s feet, little hands splashing down her smaller toys into the water.

“Or Duckie.” Winnie suggested. “I like Duckie, Melsie can be Duckie.”

“What if I like a different nickname?” Simon asked, leaning forwards to adjust Mellie’s mini boonie hat, purple with flowers, to make sure the sun didn’t hurt her little face. He almost heard his mum in his head, reminding him that all children need sunscreen, even babies!

Winnie hummed a little, splashing down one of her bigger yellow rubber ducks, the water spraying on Mellie. “I like Duckie.” The baby giggled, splashing her own duck back at her sister. The older girl smiled wide. Simon glanced up at the sky before back down to his daughters, deciding to grab the sunscreen stick beside his chair. He uncapped it, holding a hand out for Winnie. “C’mere, little love.”

The five year old glared at her father, almost grumbling as she stood out of the now lukewarm water, moving out of it so he was able to reach her. Her little hand was so small compared to his huge bear paw of a hand, yet he held hers with care as he began to smear sunscreen on her little face. Her nose scrunched, eyebrows furrowed as she complained, “I’m fine, Daddy!”

A stripe of sunscreen down her nose almost made Winnie stomp her foot if it wasn’t for Mellie giggling. The big sister was now distracted as she peered around Simon’s legs to see what the baby was doing, he wiped the sunscreen stick on every showing part of skin on his daughter, knowing that his mother would come from the grave to kill him if he didn’t. “Melsie!” Winnie squealed, a smile on her face, he could feel the baby’s head hit his leg to look for her big sister.

His nose twitched as he recognized how he thought of his mother more now, and not in the way he used to. He used to dream about her tears, her arms shielding him from his father, her hands settled on his face to tell him that it’s okay. Now, it was like she was making her presence known by forcing him to think about her again.

Simon Riley wanted his mother and brother to meet the little girls playing in the water in his backyard, wanted his mother to have been here while you were pregnant with Mellie. He wanted his mother here to hold him one last time, and tell him that he was doing this right - because he was flying blind.

As soon as the last swipe of sunscreen went to Winnie’s hand, she tugged herself from his grasp and got back into the pool, purposefully sitting in front of her sister in the water. She began to pull her bigger plastic dolls and rubber ducks towards Mellie, a smile on her little face. The toy haul was short-lived when Simon pulled Mellie up and out of the water, settling her on his lap so he could see her face. The baby scrunched her nose just like her sister did, all he had to do was swipe the sunscreen on her feet, hands and face since her swimsuit covered the rest of her little body. He was a little more gentle with Mellie, holding her back as she shook her head, trying to escape the sunscreen. She let out a little huff, eyes that matched his stared at him with an intensity like his own. He was happy that Winnie didn’t stare as a baby, but Mellie stares like he does when he’s on deployment - like the person on the receiving end is going to die.

Please tell me there’s a way to make babies forget how to stare.

White streaks on Mellie’s skin meant she would be protected from the sun for at least another couple hours or so, he made sure to get her little chubby chin. The baby squealed a little, her hands always trying to grab for the sunscreen yet failing.

“Well, Wins, you call her Melsie,” The baby in question cooed at the nickname as Simon looked to his oldest daughter. “Why do you want her to have another nickname?”

“For you, Daddy!” Winnie smiled, brown eyes warm in the sunshine. He capped the sunscreen stick, tossing it to the ground before moving Mellie to have her actually sit on his lap, her back against his stomach. The baby began to kick out her legs, whining as he kept his hand on her belly, keeping her secure to his body.

Winnie pulled out a small duck from the pool, holding it up and towards Mellie, who cooed and reached for it. “Melsie’s mine, but I’m Duckling too! She can be Duckie or something, what do you want to call her?” Winnie looked up to her dad as her sister took the duck in her hand, curiously inspecting it. “She can be Duckie.”

“I like Bug.” He said, a smile on his face while Winnie lit up - her smile even wider.

“Buggie!” She declared, moving away from him and out of the pool, beginning to run around the small grass backyard.

Simon’s attention went to Mellie, who was now looking up at him and squinting. “Hi, Bug.” The baby babbled, lifting up her duck towards his face. He then picked her up again, moving down and placing her in the water in between his feet again. She kicked out her legs, splashing the water and giggling. She threw the duck down into the water, letting the water spray out of the little pool.

“Daddy!” Called Winnie, his head snapped up and whipped to his left, scanning the small yard for Winnie - his eyes widened.

Winnie stood by the little yellow shed, a wide smile on her face as she held up what looked like a kitten.

“Only my kid,” He mumbled to himself before picking Mellie up - who protested by screeching in annoyance - and placing her against his chest, water dripped down his shirt as he stood. “Winnie, put it down.”

“It’s a cat!” She exclaimed, the little thing squirmed in her harsh grasp. “Daddy, it’s a cat!”

“I can see that.” He answered, stalking towards his oldest daughter. He was not a fan of pets, definitely ones that his daughter probably scooped up out of the garden. “Put it down.”

Winnie’s nose scrunched again as she pulled the kitten back into her chest, the little thing barely even moved. “No.”

Simon almost stopped walking towards her, eyebrows furrowed. She had never defied him before, and he sure as Hell was not going to make a scene because he knew that if she cried, it would be over for him. He’s break instantly and do whatever she wanted. He took in a small breath through his nose. “Winnie, you need to put it down. It’s dirty.”

“She’s sick, Daddy.” Winnie mumbled, looking down at the ground as he finally reached her. He kneeled in front of her, she looked away. He could clearly see the kitten now, it was small and dirty - it looked barely a couple weeks old. His daughter met his gaze, her best puppy eyes being used as she whispered, “Can we help her?”

There was nothing wrong with cats, he just didn’t like them. Scratching up furnishings, hairballs, peeing everywhere - well, that was what his brother’s cat was like when he was a kid, before his dad found it and it disappeared. Simon shook the memory from his head before sighing, keeping Mellie farther from the cat since she was trying to reach for it - the baby squirmed in frustration.

He scrunched his nose too, trying to decide if doing this was a good idea. Yes, responsibility for Winnie and blah blah blah, but he had no idea if his wife would be okay with it. She was sleeping right now and he didn’t want to bother her now so it was just him, his daughters, and a sickly looking kitten his eldest found somewhere. He sighed. “Mum’ll decide what to do later.” His daughter’s face lit up. He glared at her. “She’s not going to stay here, Winnie. We’ll wash her up and get her medicine, but then she has to go back to her mum, okay?” His hand goes to brush a small strand of hair behind Winnie’s ear, her smile quickly faded.

“But… I want to keep her.” Her bottom lip quivered, he sighed.

“It’s not up for discussion. Go inside and hold it, don’t let it wander.” He stood then, Winnie darted away towards the back door. He looked down to Mellie, who stared up at him with an annoyed face. He found it incredible that she was more like him than Winnie was, he smiled to her. She didn’t like it.

He followed his oldest daughter inside, moving to grab a towel he had placed on the counter to dry off Mellie. He pulled off her boonie hat before wrapping her in the fluffy towel, he wanted to go back outside so he moved to the living room and placed her in the mesh-fenced play pen, lined with soft toys. The baby no longer made her upset face and cooed as she unraveled herself from the towel to begin to play. He moved away towards the kitchen, finding Winnie standing next to the sink, the little kitten in her arms hadn’t moved. His eyebrows furrowed before he opened a drawer and grabbed a tea towel, holding it on his hand and saying, “Give it here.”

“You’re gonna put her outside.” Winnie’s bottom lip trembled, he sighed.

“Gotta wash it, Duckling. It might be injured.” He explained. “I won’t take it outside, I’m gonna wash it upstairs. Go play with your sister for me, it’ll be as good as new soon.”

Winnie looked up at her dad, weariness in her eyes before she gently pulled the little creature from her chest and gently placed it on the towel in his hand. He lifted it towards his face, now noticing the black cat with a dirty white face was barely even breathing. He turned away from his daughter, moving towards the stairs as his other hand began to gently poke at the kitten’s face, trying to get it to respond. He glanced behind himself, seeing that Winnie had found her way into the playpen with Mellie, and turned back to the upstairs. Taking the stairs two at a time, he made it to the hall bathroom, which was decorated with pinks, blues, and greens. He moved towards the sink, rubbing the little kitten’s face to try and wake it up.

After a few seconds of rubbing its face, its eye opened and revealed a light yellow eye. The little thing shuddered, he frowned. He pushed the drain plug into the sink drain with his free hand, then starting the faucet with warm water. The kitten barely moved an arm, he noted how frail she looked. Probably abandoned by her mum.

“Alright, Missy, let’s getcha cleaned up, yeah?”

The little thing pawed a little at the towel, he settled her on the counter before shutting off the water so it was just a little water in the basin. He gently settled it in the water, using Mellie’s baby soap to wash its fur. The kitten was still in his hand, little yellow eyes watching the water. He washed its back, looking for fleas, finding none. He inspected its neck and face too, no injuries or fleas - it must have been malnourished, he could very distinctly feel its bones. He gently washed its little face, the dirt falling away and revealing white rings around its eyes. It almost reminded him of his mask.

As soon as he was confident that the kitten was throughly washed and not injured, he grabbed a hand towel from underneath the sink - something that would be a lot softer on the creature. It had closed its eyes as soon as he gently wrapped it with the towel, he moved the small bundle to his chest as he pulled the drain plug. The water drained as he left the bathroom, silently walking down the stairs and to the living room.

Winnie was standing in the play pen, watching him intently as he walked towards them. He saw Mellie on her back, chewing on an ear of a stuffed dog. He chuckled a little as Winnie asked, “Is she okay now?”

He looked down at the kitten’s head, seeing its ear twitch a little. “She’s fine for now, kiddo. We’ll keep her ‘til she gets a little bigger, but then she has to go somewhere else.”

She pouted a little before holding her hands out, “Can I have my kitty please?”

He laughed humorlessly. “No.”

His daughter made a noise of confusion. “I asked nicely.”

“Yes, you did. But it’s too sick for you to take care of.” He answered. “You can have it when it’s better.”

Winnie scrunched her nose and turned away, sitting beside Mellie and refusing to look at him. He looked down at the little kitten, sleeping away in its little cocoon. He sighed, not wanting to believe that his little girl was getting big enough to have tantrums.

He spent the rest of his day taking care of the little kitten, keeping it in an open cardboard box with a couple towels in it, it slumbered away after he fed it was little cow’s milk he had left in the fridge. He made a mental note to go to the market in the morning as he now held Mellie on his chest, bouncing a little on his feet as he neared her crib. She was sound asleep and in comfy colorful pajamas, her little hand gripped his shirt. He slowly peeled off the baby from his chest, laying her on her back in her crib. He gently pet her head, whispering a sweet good night before leaving her room.

He then walked down the dark hallway to Winnie’s room, her lamp illuminating her room as she laid in her bed, facing away from the door. He saw her green bear on the floor next to her bed, he quietly stalked into the room to grab it. As soon as he grabbed it, he almost jumped back when Winnie turned towards him, annoyance on her face. He held out the bear names Pricey to her, she took it.

“I’m not giving the cat away for fun, you know.” He whispered, kneeling beside her bed. “It’s for the best.”

She stared at him. “What if Mummy wants a kitty?”

He shrugged. “It’s not good a time to have a cat right now, honey. Mum’s still sick.” He hated not being able to help ease his wife’s pain, going through a miscarriage of a baby you really wanted was tough - it was rough for him too, but he put his children first to let you take the time you needed.

“Mummy’s been sick for forever.” She murmured, arms wrapped around her bear. “Why can’t she get better so I can have a kitty?”

He fought the urge to roll his eyes, moving to tug her blanket up to her chin. He spoke with a gentle calmness, “Remember when Mum told you you’re gonna have a brother?” Winnie nodded. “And then he went away?” His daughter nodded again, he sighed. “He put Mum in a lot of pain, both in her tummy and in her heart. She feels sick all the time,” He gently brushed Winnie’s curls around her ear as he looked into her brown eyes. “Mum just needs all the love she can get and a long time to feel better.”

“The kitty can love her.” She whined, pouting a little.

“Mum only feels better when you and Mellie and me love her, Duckling.” He was losing the battle, knowing that Winnie would end up winning by outsmarting him with her little kid brain. That’s when he had an idea. He retracted his hand from her head, saying, “Once the cat gets better, I’ll give it to Uncle Soap until Mum gets better. Then you can ask her about the cat, okay?”

This way the cat would get attached to Soap and never have to be back in the house. Great idea, hope he’s not allergic. You know what? I hope he is. It’s what he deserves for pranking my ass every chance he gets.

His daughter nodded, whispering, “Can you name my kitty, Daddy?”

His eyes widened a little, lips pressed into a thin line. “Why don’t you name it?”

“I don’t want to.” She shrugged, he sort of laughed.

“Alright, Duckling. We’ll call her Missy.”

The girl smiled. “What’s her real name then?”

His eyebrows furrowed, he grew confused. “What do you mean?”

“My name is Winter, but it’s also Winnie.” His daughter then yawned, her eyes fluttering to try and fight off sleep. He gently settled his hand on her cheek, her little hand sat on top of his.

He almost smiled, almost broke his straight face as he said, “Missile Launcher.”

His daughter smiled so wide as she giggled, “Okay!” Yep, she’s just like me.

“Alright, now go to sleep.” He leaned forwards and kissed her forehead.

He moved to stand but Winnie spoke, “Tell Pricey good night too, Daddy.”

He sighed, facing her bear and saying, “Good night, Pricey.” He gently pat his daughter’s face before he stood and turned to her lamp, turning it off. Her little nightlight beside the door now dimly illuminated the room, he whispered, “Love you, little love.”

She whispered a little, “Love you too, Daddy.”

He was silent when he left her room, closing the door behind him before making his way to his bedroom. He closed the door behind himself, his own lamp illuminated the room. You were curled into a ball on your side of the bed, his pillow tucked under your chin as you faced his side. He moved towards the bed, being careful of the cardboard box settled on the floor next to his side. He peered into the box, observing the little black kitten until he could see it breathing. He then got into bed, reaching to shut off his lamp before moving towards you.

He would be okay without a pillow to sleep on, but he would never be okay not holding you as you were in pain. He rested his head halfway on the pillow, his arms coming to pull you into him. You murmured in your medicine induced slumber, the sleeping pills giving you a while without pain. He kissed her forehead, gently brushing his hand down your back.

He’d ask you about the cat beside your bed later.

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[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

The Bird And The Man

Chapter One

Rated: Explicit | Warnings: none (for now)

Ao3

Chapter Two

“Your name is Orpheus.” The creature tilts its head at you, “You are a novelist and self-proclaimed detective.” You are not sure about the last part, “Orpheus.” Repeating his name this time slower. The creature says nothing but lowers his body to rest his head on your lap.

There are few places in the manor where both hunter and survivor can meet, but not many use them as most have no need to meet one another. 

Until now. 

You call this place your Elysium, much like the garden where the lady who studies bugs (Melly?) and Emma the gardener often attend, this place seems to be in sort of the middle of the manor connecting the manor the survivors are in (reality) and the other manor for the hunters (a different reality).

The fundamentals of this are something you right now cannot explain nor can truly comprehend. Exciting, you think. Either way, this is your little place of peace and quiet away from others.

Note: you do like them but if Naib tries to read what you are writing over your shoulder, you are going to fight him (you aren’t).

It has been a few weeks, slowly you created a sort of ‘nest’ for yourself at this spot with a large tree in the center of the garden. There is a cute stone path that leads here and the sunshine angles just right here. Ideal spot! One you did not know you were sharing until a few days ago. By chance, this meeting happened when crossing paths with the bird-like creature who was once Orpheus the Novelist.

As an aspiring writer, well an amateur trying to break into the field, you had hoped to speak to the man. Curious and wishing to pick his brain, his books— Especially the Call of The Abyss series— Seem so in-depth. Each word holds a heavy weight to them, you experience the book rather than read it.

But… He is not as open as you might have hoped.

Before you discovered the truth about this manor and the games all are forced to participate in (well most are willing), you tried talking to him but he seemed distant. His mind is here but likely analyzing you and your reasons for being here.

Honestly, you aren't sure why you came… Life is hard and being a writer of no name is challenging, to say the least. The letter said to offer patronage and inspiration, and you were living in a boarding house; you answered the invitation.

Now here you are basking in the warmth of the autumn sun with this bird creature version of Orpheus. Stroking his exposed feathers that drape like hair on his head. He lays there facing away, breathing steady, your hands petting the soft and oddly unkempt feathers of hair.

“Orpheus.” You say it again, “Do you remember where it is from? It is Greek, and his story is sad.” Mumbling to yourself, “He attempts to save his wife Eurydice from the Underworld. Hades told him not to look back until they both were out of the Underworld.”

Nightmare shifts when you touch a sensitive spot, a pleasant sort of feeling.

“He nearly makes it but—”

“Doubt begins to whisper in his mind. It festers. They were so close to the entrance but Orpheus lost faith and turned around.” A masculine voice comes from across from you, a white suit stands out from color in the semi-outdoor garden. The creature resting on your lap is suddenly up and alert, it makes a sound of a warning.

“Easy.” Out of the shadows of the bushes appears a man in a pristine white suit, “It was not my intention to interfere with your moment, Nightmare.” Adjusting his monocle as his eyes go to you, who is still sitting on the ground looking surprised to see him here, “Your voice drew me here.” Informing you, “You would not happen to have seen the Photographer by chance.”

A deep gravelly voice stops you from replying, “No.” Forced out as if it is uncomfortable to speak. Nightmare spoke.

“Hm, very well.” His eyes drift from you to his counterpart then back to you, “A pleasant afternoon to you both.”

The Novelist walks away and you stand up once the shock wears off.

Nightmare turns to see you beaming at him, “You spoke!” Eyes lit up like lanterns in the dark. “Can you speak again?”

“Painful.” Slower this time, “Hurts.” He kneels then grabs his throat hidden by the mask at this angle, head lowered.

You touch the side of his mask, rubbing the parts you feel are exposed, he lets out a shaky groan of comfort— Well, you hope this is comforting. “I had no idea.” All this time you have been teaching him words not knowing he could speak but cannot. He points to the notebook you carry with you at all times, it lies on the ground open to a page full of words.

You follow his pointer finger with the quill nip attached, your eyes falling to the notebook. The cheerful gasp that left you makes his head turn to the side as the joy you express so easily, then again you are the first survivor (outside of his counterpart) to speak with him.

“Here!” Sitting down and gesturing to him to join you, “You can write as much as you want!”

And he does.

The whole day is spent like this talking, he enjoys the way you smile or giggle. He reads over your stories before giving a few critiques but always follows up with praise and pointing at the parts he enjoys.

You… You don't want him to leave as it grows dark. There is a match he is part of, Nightmare promises to see you in this same spot tomorrow afternoon after lunch.

“Be safe! I mean… Win? I don't know!” Unsure how to say goodbye to your new friend.

Every day you write in your notebook, you have brought over quite the collection! The one you give to Nightmare the next time you see him is a notebook you made to look like the one Orpheus uses in his match.

“You are him deep inside.” You do not see a monster… You see Orpheus the Novelist, the man you admire.

The creature swears his cold heart skipped a beat. The passage of time is chipping at his heart with each time you see him.

It becomes a daily activity for you to go into the second garden in the manor, the tree there is your meeting spot. As winter approaches, the tree no longer provides shade. But you still like sitting under it with the birdman keeping you warm.

“See! And this one is called…” You ramble to him the characters you recently made up in your head while being chaired in your last match. 

He stares as you use your hands while you talk, he remembers what it was like to get lost in one's imagination. The world you created in a matter of minutes unfolding a tale one cannot wait to put to paper.

“What do you think?” You say after explaining an elaborate plot and the characters you thought of.

Nightmare writes that you need to write your idea before you forget, again.

You laugh as cheerful as ever.

When you leave early to prepare for a special event match he leaves after a period of time. He sits there thinking; recalling your voice, your face, your personality. Details as one such one such as he would notice and plays them over and over.

[mellywritesstuff]

Thanks for the request rules! I just wanted to make sure before I request that I don't push any boundaries :)

Speaking of requests...

Could I get some fluff with Kaeya or Neuvilette? I know, two wildly different characters but I've been going through some tough times and I just need a hug from either a flirty twink or an awkward honorary dilf.

Thank you!

A/N: No problem, I really like this request, it’s cute and simple <3 hope your ok!

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Neuvilette,Kaeya Fluff

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Warnings: A little bit suggestive(?) in kaeya’s part, but pure fluff :), use of pet names! (Neuvilette), not proofread-

Reader is gender-neutral :) no specified gender ere.

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Kaeya

Kaeya is a horny little shit

He’s constantly flirting with you, and hugging you, lots of hugs (can’t convince me that this man is not a hugger)

Kaeya, likes your hands. Enough said. If you have gloves on, he’ll slip them off and kiss your hand. He just likes how they’re slightly smaller in comparison to his.

In his spare time he’ll take you on walks, and little dates by windrise and spend most of the time trying to seduce you

Gives you little kisses all over, he’ll surprise you from behind and just go “Mwah” on the top of your head

He’s not super clingy, but sometimes he gets a little jealous if he sees you getting too friendly with someone. If you him tease about it he’ll just scoop you up, and not let you out of his arms unless you give him a kiss, and reassurance

During cuddle sessions, he’ll hold you like his life depends on it and whisper little praises and compliments

Overall a very sweet and loving boyfriend! <3

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Neuvilette

This man is such a softie. He’s super busy but will spend all of his free time with you. How could he not when you’re staring at him with those eyes?

Another hugger. He’ll hug you tightly and not let ago (he’ll cry if you push him away)

A gentleman! He’ll hold the door for you, wrap his arm around you (respectfully) all that jazz

Calls you pet names like ‘Hun’, ‘Darling’, ‘Dear’ he says them so lovingly (he cherishes you so much!)

When he has the free time, he’ll take you anywhere and likes to spoil you (he feels bad about leaving you alone all the time)

He’ll bring you snacks and flowers. And give you forehead kisses!

Just a loving and overworked boyfriend!

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Thx for the request! Feel free to drop another one anytime! This was fun to write! -Melly out!

[newtabfics]

first kiss for redeemed ganny and y/n? TT_TT

So I've thought about this one for a bit and it kinda goes in line with the 'confession' part as in it's set sometime after that. like they understand their feelings but haven't made the final leap yet.

Y/N sighed as she stared at the journal before ultimately closing it. Rubbing her face, she tried to clear her head of the memories of the Depths.

"She is mine."

She shook her head, face flushing at the memory of his words. The way he stared down the Yiga before looking at her, as though trying to dissuade any fear she'd had.

"Which one of you was it?"

His anger when he truly saw the bruise on her jaw from where she'd been hit.

"I'm glad to have you back alive," his sigh whispered in the back of her mind as she stood.

"I need air," She muttered, stepping outside her home. Kakariko village was busy as always, with researchers running about and older folks working on their crops.

Grandma Mellie's head perked up as she walked past, smiling at the woman and waving. Behind her, she could see Ganondorf helping with the garden, tending to it under the old woman's instruction.

Her gaze fixed on him long enough to make him feel watched as he looked up and smiled, nodding to her.

Y/N's face went red as she waved before continuing on.

The Gerudo frowned, watching her. "You love her," Mellie chuckled, startling him. "Interesting. The Demon King and the Sheikah. Never would've thought I'd see that."

"It will never happen," He said firmly.

"What makes you so sure?"

"I'm not at liberty to experience such things," he said simply. 

Mellie hummed as she studied him. He had refocused on his task, clearly not willing to accept the idea of it. "I think you're full of it, Ganondorf.'

He blinked at that, looking at the old woman as she studied her plum trees. "Love is a strange thing. It doesn't allow you to choose your liberties. Your heart knows best."

"My heart wanted to kill everyone in sight," Ganondorf grumbled, earning a soft whack to the back of his head. "Hey!"

"And yet. Somehow, despite this quote-unquote, magic amnesia, you found yourself desiring the woman who has done nothing but treat you as an equal. I think it's safe to say the intentions are pure."

He weighed her words and nodded. "Even so…" he hesitated to say this before sighing. "Even if I were to pursue her, I am unsure of how. It's been well over a hundred thousand years. If I ever pursued anyone, I doubt I could now."

"Based on what?"

"How would I court her properly?" He asked, looking at her. At her wheezing laugh, he sighed in defeat, looking away.

"Apologies. It's just, that you really must be lost in your own head if you ever thought Y/N cared for formality. She only became friends with the princess because of her personality." Mellie sighed out the last of her laugh as she studied the garden. "I think you've done enough today. Whether or not you decide to pursue her makes no difference to me, but don't hurt her. She's a strange girl but a good one. You'd make a cute couple."

Ganondorf's cheeks warmed as he nodded, getting up and looking around. Mellie nodded to the stream, letting him clean his hands in the water before leaving.

He aimed for the leader's home as he always did to report in when Y/N wasn't in charge of him. He saw her up by the device dispenser and gulped thickly, watching her.

They hadn't spoken much, if at all, since they left the Depths. Her usual bubbly attitude seemed exhausted by everything. He couldn't fault her for it though, as three days between his arrival and her vanishing would likely exhaust anyone.

He shook the thoughts of her being taken from his head. Likely, if he dwelled on it, he might act irrationally.

Paya greeted him as he entered, listening to his report of the day. "Alright. You're dismissed," she said simply, surprising him. At his hesitance, she looked at him and sighed. "Go find Y/N. If anything, make sure she doesn't get into any trouble."

Y/N studied the dispenser, dropping a Construct horn in to earn a balloon. She blushed as she remembered the way Ganondorf held her and shook her head.

"Quit," She sighed, putting away the strange device as she walked towards the chasm nearby. She only wanted to observe the area around her and take a moment of peace. She hadn't expected as she stared down into the deep darkness to have a hand pull her quickly away. 

Turning, she saw Ganondorf's worried expression. "Oh, hey."

"Why were you standing so close?" He scolded. "What if you'd fallen?" At her shrug, he sighed. His hand was still on her shoulder, as though letting her go might cause her to tumble down. "Are you…alright?"

"Yeah, why?" She asked as her heart hammered again. She blushed and looked away, staring pointedly at the edge.

After a beat of silence, Ganondorf finally said, "I worry about you. You're practically a magnet for danger because of your innate curiosity."

"Not my fault everything interesting is a danger to me," she said, smiling softly. She flinched when a loud crack of thunder above them made them stop and look up seconds before the downpour began. "Wha–Woo!" She squeaked when he hurried her under the scaffolding for shelter. "Thanks."

"I don't want you sick again," He hummed, looking toward the village. He thought of what would be the best route to get her home quickly before hearing her soft sigh. Looking over, she sat on the ground, lounging as the storm rumbled. Amending, he sat beside her. "Y/N…I…"

Y/N studied him for a moment before moving closer to him. "I think I might love you," She finally said, making him flinch. "And, we don't have to do anything about it unless you want to. I just…think you're interesting."

Ganondorf smirked at that. "And a danger to you," He added before frowning. "Which is why…I hesitate. Should my memory return…and my power, I don't know what I'll do. If I'll hurt you. If I'll save you."

"You mean if your old self will just kill me."

"Stop saying every dark thought outloud," He snorted.

"Well, why wouldn't I? It's the truth, and what you were thinking. You're scared that…your past will kill me. I get it," She admitted. Biting her lip, she adjusted and cupped his face, making him look at her. "What if I said I don't care? That, I'm willing to take the risk?"

Ganondorf gulped as the tiny Hylian stilled. She was letting him choose. He reached up and cradled her hand.

It was at this moment that Farosh dipped its head down, studying them. Y/N was unaware of it as Ganondorf leaned closer. The dragon seemed to purr in approval before pulling away.

It was all he needed. Thinking back on it, it truly felt like a blessing from the dragon of courage as his lips touched hers.

The rain clouded their moment from the world and allowed them the moment to simply be.

[pockyyasii]

Hi! I was wondering if you could share some head cannons of Nico with the seven + Reyna and will. Also not many people talk about coach hedge but I think Nico and him would be so cute and Nico would baby sit and slfnslsbsladb so yeah haha ✨

──★ ˙📷 ̟ 【 the seven (+ a few others!) headcanons 】 !!

──★ 🌻 ̟.⊹˚.♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ☕️ ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖🌻⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ☕️⊹˚ ♡.𖥔 ݁🌻 ⊹ ♡.𖥔🌻 ̟ ★──

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡ + reyna, will, nico and coach hedge!! yess omgg hedge babysitting nico would be so cute!! i like to think that Will would be the one to ask hedge to do it when he's busy healing people lol. also the burning maze is irrelevant and NEVER happened here. but piper and jason still broke up?? !

and can i just say the stand by you by rachel platten is literally hoo coded?! like the first three verses were made for the seven- like- i can't. "ill walk through hell with you, love you're not alone" (percabeth?!) "oh, tears make kaleidoscopes in your eyes" (piper?!)

also sorry this was so late!! thanks for the ask! enjoy!! ♡

──★ ˙☕️ ̟.⊹˚.♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖🌻 ⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖☕️⊹˚. ♡.𖥔 ݁ ˖🌻⊹˚ ♡.𖥔 ݁☕️ ⊹ ♡.𖥔🌻 ̟ ★──

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ» [now playing: stand by you by rachel platten] «

Percy's probably the biggest people-pleaser ever, and it gets so severe that he unknowningly flirts with almost all of CHB. (Making Annabeth jealous, and then Percy would have to kiss her face whilst whispering "im yours" "im yours" to make her feel better. Because he's the best boyfriend)

I feel like Mythomagic is a big part of CHB. In the show, we see Grover teaching Percy about Monsters using these cards, and it's canon that both Nico and Frank used to play them. This leads me to being 96% sure that there's a Mythomagic trading club at CHB, (a bit like Pokemon Cards nowadays) and that Nico sometimes pops in to flex his limited edition cards. (when none of the older kids are looking, of course!)

^^ The youngsters make up rumours that Nico beats up people until they give him their special cards and thats why he has so many good ones

I feel like when Coach and Mellie go for dates, he'd entrust Percy and Annabeth to babysit Chuck. Mostly because they already babysit Estelle, and that Leo'd get too nervous; Hazel and Frank are not at CHB that often; Reyna has no experience on how to act with children, Nico's too dark and bloody (he'd probably scare Chuck with things like "did you know the bed monster is real?" or something like that.)

^^ Will, Piper and Jason are the other options.

I kinda forgot that we've known Will since BOTL. When Nico and Will come out dating, Percabeth are ecstatic because now they're thankful for Will in more than two ways.

Coach Hedge is that one teacher that hates PDA. He also patrols around the Cabins some nights, catching demigods whom have other plans... (he's worse than the harpies.) (he also seems to patrol around Cabin 3... I wonder why).

(more soon?! i say that, and then i forget but anYwAys. i'll try ♡)

[naturesapphic]

Dancing

Melanie Martinez x fem!reader

Warnings: just fluff

Opening the front door to the house you and your girlfriend shared, you heard music booming and singing coming from upstairs. Confused, you shut the front door and called out for your girlfriend. Receiving no answer, you headed up the stairs into y’all’s shared room and there, you found your girlfriend. Melanie was in shorts and a crop top, dancing to portals. She was practicing some of the choreography she came up with for the upcoming tour.

You stood at the door admiring how her body moves and the sound of her voice, making your entranced. Mel felt a presence in the room and she looked behind her to find you looking at her with a dopey look on your face. “Hey bug!” She exclaimed as she walked over to you to give you a warm hug. You melted at her touched and snuggled into her. “Hi Mel. I missed you…” you said lovingly and she giggled at your response. “Baby you were only out for a few hours.” She said giggling at you and you pouted up at her. “You are so cute darling.” Melanie said with so much love in her eyes you felt like your heart was about to explode.

“You are cuter.” You said back and she shook her head while smiling down at you. She kissed your forehead lovingly and pulled away from you. “Come on bunny. Dance with me.” She said grabbing your hand and pulling you with her in the middle of the room. You blushed furiously “I can’t dance melly. I’m not good at it. You know that.” You confessed and she smiled at you “it’s okay baby. You don’t exactly have to be the best at it, it’s all about having fun.” She explained to you softly and you chuckled. “Fine. I will for you.” You gave in and she squealed loudly. “Yayyyy! I’ll teach you some of the moves I’ve been working on!” She stated and you got beside her as she was teaching you step by step on her new moves.

After a few steps you were getting the hang of it until near the last few steps you basically have to slowly go down on your knees and come back up slowly. You go down and try to go back up but you failed. “I look like a damn grandma who had bad back surgery.” You complained and Melanie started laughing hard at your statement. “Baby it wasn’t that bad. You will get the hang of it.” She reassured you and you grumbled as she started showing you again but slower. You did it a couple more times to the point where it actually looks good.

You went down and went back up slowly and decided to add a little part to it. As you went back up, you shook your ass a little to tease your girlfriend and it definitely worked. Melanie gave you wide eyes and her jaw dropped. “Damn…if I knew you could do all that I would have shown you how to dance sooner.” Melanie said as she walked over to you and placed her hands on your waist. You giggled and wrapped your arms around her neck and gave her a little peck on her lips. Mel wasn’t satisfied with that and chased after your lips which made you laugh. She started kissing all over your face which made you keep laughing and squirm in her arms. She stopped after a few moments and looked down at you in her arms. “You are so perfect to me.” She confessed and you smiled at her “you are perfect to me too Mel. We are perfect for each other.” You said and she agreed. Y’all are perfect for each other and you always will be.

A/n: I hope y’all enjoyed! If y’all have any winter/Christmas requests for Melanie or any other of the characters that I write let me know! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! I love y’all dearly and I miss y’all! :)

[otakusparkle]

Identity V 5th Anniversary is today!

All the Manor's residence is giving congratulations

(Part 1)

Murro : Thank you for the invitation! I am really looking forward to meeting all the detectives at the fifth anniversary celebration. By the way, can I bring my partner along?

Luchino (Reptilian) : Congratulations, congratulations on the fifth anniversary. One more thing... Pardon me, please forgive my abruptness... On the way here, I vaguely saw a scaled creature about 42 cm long, and I was really concerned. I heard that there is a natural lake behind the garden. May I have a look at it later?

Mike : Detectives! This big anniversary celebration. My friends and I have prepared a lot of performances, everyone remember to watch! Happy 5th anniversary!

Jose : Gems, jewelry, weapons... I have brought a lot of ocean-going treasures here. Of course, of course it is for you. A congratulatory gift for Eurydice's fifth anniversary!

Mary : Good evening. Happy fifth anniversary. Well, it's a gorgeous hall, hope you have a good night.

Demi : Let's toast to a precious fifth anniversary! Happy anniversary! Ah , would you like a bottle of dovelin, too?

Bonbon : Hello, I'm Bonbon. Thank you for your invitation. This bouquet of flowers is a gift, please accept it.

Victor: Hello, This is an invitation letter from Oletus. It is a grand birthday celebration of the manor, and you are welcome to attend.

Ann : Thank you for your invitation and best wishes for you. Happy 5th birthday to Oletus Manor.

Andrew : Thank you so much for inviting me to the feast. Detective, thank you... Do-don't have to, I'll just sit here.

Luca : On the fifth birthday of Eurydice, I would like to extend my sincere wishes to all the detectives and all the visitors. May you all enjoy this gathering.

Antonio : A very nice stage, and the newly composed song of blessing for this banquet will definitely resonate wonderfully!

Melly : Thanks for the invitation. I haven't participated in such a grand and wonderful banquet for a long time, and such excitement is somewhat nostalgic. Please accept my blessing, happy anniversary.

Galatea : This unique official meeting may allow me to create a "masterpiece" full of inspiration.

Edgar : The scene of the Eurydice anniversary ceremony, such a beautiful picture, I will definitely leave this day on the canvas.

Percy : I hope I don't disturb you... Of course, I am honored. I heard that there are also researchers from various fields coming today, and I am looking forward to the discussion with them.

Ganji : Thanks for the invitation. I heard that today is the fifth anniversary guest meeting here? Time flies. Well, happy fifth anniversary.

Will Brothers : It's all about drama. Are you kidding me. Of course we need seats for three!

Annie : Happy fifth anniversary! I have prepared some gifts, they are all cute toys, please don't dislike them. Hope to bring you happiness.

Grace : Thank you for your invitation. I'm sorry I can't make it to the dry room. These shells are given to you as a gift, hope you like them.

Ada : The time we spent together at Oletus Manor was pretty good. Let us wish together... Emil?

Emil : Happy fifth anniversary.

Phillip : Hello, thank you for your invitation. The togetherness and happiness will lead to wonderful inspiration, and I am very much looking forward to the next scene. By the way, it's a courtesy, and you are welcome to participate in solid wax figure exhibition.

Memory : Hey, are you having fun here? Relax, birthdays are such a happy day!

Orpheus (Nightmare) : After today, is it a sweet dream for another year, or a nightmare of reincarnation at midnight?

Orpheus (Novelist) : I will definitely record the grandeur and surprise of this banquet and remember it from time to time in the future. Hello, I'm "Orpheus". Nice to meet you.

Joker (Weepy) : Bless this precious day, happy anniversary.

Keigan : Ladies and gentlemen, it is a great honor to be invited to this meeting. I heard that the rules here are strict but also free and open. I am very much looking forward to the next banquet and surprises.

Luchino (Professor) : Hello, thanks for the invitation. Birthday, anniversary, this is a very memorable day. Bless you.

Shiyi : It's been a long time... It's been a long time since I've had such a happy time... Today's celebration, I wish you all peace and success.

Alva : Some times I haven't been in the crowd, and it's been a long time since I communicated with people like this... I just drink tea by myself. Thank you for leading the way.

Fredrick : The prelude to the fifth anniversary celebration has begun, and I have written a new music for this feast. You are welcome to attend today's performance.

Ithaqua : Fifth anniversary? It is an honor to be invited. Huh? Is it necessary to be so surprised... Anyone who thinks barbarism is better than civilization must be an illiterate with no etiquette? Is it really troublesome or do you prefer to see me as savage?

[bellafragolina]

Can I request Melli with a total crybaby s/o

yeyeyeyeyeyeye!!

🍓🍓🍓

Before you two get together, Melli harps on you for crying at the drop of a hat. He doesn’t understand what’s triggering this reaction in you, or that his being mean probably isn’t helping. If he makes you cry from something he said, he’s panicking. He fears retribution from your allies, so he tries to soothe you. He shows you his lord’s children, aren’t they cute? Please stop crying he’s too pretty for Hisui jail

As time passes, and you spend more time together, Melli starts to recognize that your crying is a natural response to being overwhelmed. It’s the same as when Melli gets mouthy and irritated when he’s overwhelmed, and this realization leads to a sort of bridge being built between you. Melli becomes a lot more patient and understand whenever you start to cry, merely cooing that there’s nothing to fear (or that yes, it is a cute baby Pokémon) while giving you water from his canteen to sip on. Melli’s come to enjoy your company, and how you listen to him, so he can’t have you getting dehydrated and sick!

Once you both get together, Melli still does tease you about crying so easily. He coos and coddles you, though, wrapping you in his embrace to help soothe your sporadic hiccups and shaking. He glides his hands along your head, presses kisses to your crown, and sings you ancient lullabies passed down through the Diamond Clan. They distract you well, and he gets to tell you all about his heritage, all about what he is a part of and so proud of. He hopes you’re proud of him as well

Should anyone outside of your group of allies (or anyone in that group, if they’re being particularly rude) make a comment towards your crybaby nature, then Melli is enraged. He backs the offender into a corner, ranting and raving about how horrible of a person they are, to degrade someone just trying to survive these harsh lands however they can. You’re understandably so stressed, especially since you’re surrounded by weak cowards such as the offender themselves! It’s no wonder you need to take breaks to cry sometimes. And so what if the beauty of this world bring you to tears? It’s an appreciation few show for the blessings of the Mighty Sinnoh, and the offender would benefit from learning to appreciate the world how you do. He could go on for days to protect your honor

🍓🍓🍓

Melli is a little mean at first, but soon it becomes all in good faith!

~Renee

[gurugirl]

Tales From the Modern Incubus | Part 19 Sneak Peek

Coming Wednesday, February 8 @ 3pm CST

FIRST - thank you for sticking with me on TFMI. When I began writing it I put so much into it and researched the things that I wrote (there's an entire world of demonology, religion, sects, and orders of beings and courts in all the kingdoms - like it's a lot and so there has been a lot of care and time put into this story) but then when I started focusing more on the research, the plot, and the outside world more than the story of incubusrry and Y/n it began to drop in popularity - which I understand. It's my fault for getting carried away and I let the real story get away from me. I don't know that I can fully get it back but I'm trying. I still love this story and will continue to write it for myself and for those of you who have enjoyed it so far. Just wanted to make a note of that since it's been two months since I've updated TFMI.

Sneaky under the pic. 🔞IT'S NSFW🔞

Harry began shaking and whining and panting, just like you wanted. You sort of wish that cute waitress could see how you did it. Could see the way you made Harry come so fast and so hard. If she could only see how much he loved your mouth then maybe she’d realize she had no chance.

Harry looked down at you and pulled your hair to lift you a bit, “Fuck… you want me to get her in here to watch?” He was dead serious. He’d heard your thoughts and he liked where your mind was going.

You squinted at him and shook your head, “You’d like that. Wouldn’t you? Like it when people watch you and get turned on by you? You’re my little whore, Harry,” you leaned down and nipped at his thigh and looked up at him then bit down harder. Harry closed his eyes and threw his head back. You removed your hands from his cock and his scrotum and began licking all around his groin and the inner part of his thighs. Harry’s cock was twitching and throbbing. Pre-come was beading from his slit and dripping down over his frenulum.

You pushed his legs back and brushed your lips on his bottom near his balls and then did it on the other side before biting down and he began babbling your name and explitives in between.

When you lifted your face from between his legs you slowly, gently, softly grazed your finger up from his perineum, over his scrotum, up the underside of his long shaft and to his tip and he came with a loud moan. You smiled as you watched his come shoot from his slit at the tip and coat his shaft and his low belly. He was gasping and rutting his hips up into nothing as you just sat back and watched, “See? My little whore. I can make you come by just touching you with one finger. Is that what you wanted her to see? How good I do it and how little effort I need to put in to make you a mess with come all over yourself.”

Harry caught his breath and looked down at you with a grin, “Sure. I think it would be hot actually. She’d probably love to see me all messy and coming from just a touch. Then she’d know you’re the only one for me.”

You laughed. He had no shame whatsoever.

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[daughter-of-melpomene]

𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗦𝗢 𝗣𝗟𝗢𝗧 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗘𝗦

Now, because I’ve kept forgetting to make this post after I posted about by Narnia babies (and because I said I was going to make it yesterday in order to piss off our new little basically-anon friend and I am nothing if not committed to spiting assholes), I present to you all my three new Ted Lasso OCs who will be joining my boy Will Welton! Unlike Will, these three lovelies are part of an entirely different fic (if I ever actually write it, that is), and this is the first time I’ve had more than one OC in the same story, so I’m really excited to share them with you guys!! Their official intro posts might not be up for a little bit, but feel free to ask me questions about them!!

MELLY LOVELACE:

— Sam ship.

— The name on her birth certificate is Amelia Euphemia, but no one but her mother is allowed to call her that and anyone else will get a good sock in the teeth if they try it.

— Member of a girl group called Electra Hearts, along with her roommates and besties Ji and Day (the other OC babies). They’re a group that sings covers, usually taking gigs at dingy pubs and clubs when they can get them, and taking a bunch of little part-time jobs to cover the rest of their bills.

— Childhood friends and sweethearts with Jamie, but he dumped her once he started getting big as a football player (mainly because his father got in his head about Melly “distracting” him from making it big, but she doesn’t know that until way later). She never quite got over being dumped like that, because she really loved him, and she’s certainly pretty angry at even the thought of Jamie for a while.

— The girls all move to Richmond when Ji gets a job as the team’s new official photographer, and as such Melly is forced to see Jamie again after years of refusing to watch or interact with the sport of football at all. Over time, as all three girls start to become fixtures at Richmond and close with the team, she and Jamie do start to become friends again, but they’re definitely a lot more snappy and bickering with each other than they ever were before (and Melly becomes wildly overprotective for a little bit when she realizes Ji and Jamie are interested in each other).

— Have you guys ever seen that one quote that’s like “before I am a woman I am a menace to society”? That’s basically Melly in a nutshell.

— She’s feral. She advocates violence as a first response. She carries a pocket knife with her at all times. She once ate an entire banana peal on a dare (from Jamie, of course). She’s a complete bisexual mess and I love her.

— She and Sam are also super incredibly cute together! They’re very black cat x golden retriever and the entire team ships them (including Ted and Beard, of course, because we all know they are the captains of any and all relevant ships going on in the club).

JIANG “JI” LIN:

— Jamie ship.

— The bestest little non-binary sweetheart.

— Member of Electra Hearts along with Melly and Day, but mostly takes photography jobs outside of band gigs rather than waitressing or barmaid jobs like their friends.

— During her revamp of the club after taking over from Rupert, Rebecca sees Ji’s photography site and notices how all their reviews praise their work but acknowledge that they’re very nervous around new people. She hires them as the new official club photographer as another part of her plan to take down Richmond, figuring that putting such a nervous person around a bunch of rowdy athletes will either negatively affect their work or cause them to quit and create a story about how Richmond drove away a talented photographer.

— However, she fails to realize that Ji is a lot braver when their friends are around and once they get to know people, and by the time Rebecca’s scheme starts to fall apart they’re a genuine member of the Richmond family and a sibling/child figure to everyone in the club. (Including Rebecca herself, once she apologizes for hiring Ji for selfish reasons and is forgiven and they actually start getting to know each other.)

— Ji is an absolute sweetheart once they’re comfortable around people, always willing to listen and try to help when someone is struggling and fiercely loyal to the people they care about. Melly and Day like to teasingly call them “sunshine,” and some of the Richmond players refer to them as Ted’s mini-me (said with love, of course).

— They fully expect to hate Jamie as much as Melly seems to when they first start working with Richmond, and they definitely don’t exactly like him at first, but they also see pretty quickly how much hurt and insecurity he’s actually hiding behind his cocky demeanor, and they make it clear that he’s free to talk to them at any point if he needs to, which turns out to be just what he needs, and the more time they spend together the more they seem to fall for each other.

— Ji feels terrible about it at first, having feelings for their friend’s ex, but after Melly goes through a brief overprotective freaking out phase upon realizing that they like each other, she doesn’t hesitate to give them both her blessing, and they actually become a very cute couple!

— Ji might be a sweetheart, but they also don’t put up with Jamie’s shit and encourage him to become a better person, and in that sense they’re really perfect for each other.

DAISY “DAY” HARVINGTON:

— Poly Roy and Keeley ship.

— Third and oldest member of Electra Hearts, but she’s not that much older than Melly and Ji (they all met at uni when Day was in her third year and the other two were freshmen).

— Generally the one in charge of booking gigs for the group, and the informal “leader” of the trio.

— Not exactly the most responsible of them, though; she’s had a lot of issues in her life and had various shitty boyfriends and girlfriends, so she kind of struggles to trust anyone who isn’t Ji or Melly. (She’s not exactly rude or standoffish, but she generally tries to avoid talking about herself or being alone with anyone who isn’t her friends.)

— She actually does form a bond pretty quickly with Keeley, though, mainly because Keeley thinks she’s very cute and interesting and refuses to let Day keep her at a distance.

— Takes a job as a bartender at May’s pub when Electra Hearts moves to Richmond, and May basically adopts her as a daughter since she doesn’t have a good relationship with her biological family.

— At first she and Roy are sort of just like two black cats chilling together, spending most of their time just sitting in silence doing separate things and counting that as hanging out, but when he starts dating Keeley and Day spends more time as him as a result they actually get close.

— And at some point Day realizes she has feelings for both of them, which terrifies her and makes her withdraw from everyone a little, but eventually Melly and Ji scheme to get her to talk to Roy and Keeley and she learns that they both have feelings for her too.

— They still don’t get together immediately after that, partially due to Day’s relationship trauma and partially because none of them have ever been in a poly relationship before and they’ll need to learn to navigate that dynamic, but once they do they are all a completely adorable throuple that everyone ships! (Other than some nosy sports journalists - NOT TRENT - who Roy has to punch for insulting his girlfriends.)

— Also obviously Roy and Keeley don’t break up in this story, and they and Day live happily ever after! (Literally everyone does in my story, of course, but them especially.)

Alright, that’s it for info about these beauties for now!! Again, it might take me a while to make some official intro posts for them, but if anyone has any questions feel free to send them in!!

(Tagging @auxiliarydetective because she is also a fan of Will, @themaybewoman because they’ve interacted with Will content before so maybe they might like these babes, @purpleyearning because they did ask a looooonnnnggg time ago for me to tag them if I ever made a poly Roy and Keeley OC, and @eddiemunscns because she did say she’d be down to talk Ted Lasso OCs!! <3)

[jils-things]

HOW ADORBSSSS 🥹🥹🥹🥹 you got his hair right aka my favorite part of his look HEHEHEHE SO CUTE 💚💚💚💚💚💚 I LOVE THE BUTTON EYES TOO🥹🥹 thank you 💚💚💚 kisses him

this post screams melly plinius and i love it. GO FOURTH MY SCARAB‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ OUUUGHHHHHH i can allow all the bugs but SHOO SHOO MOSQUITO SHOOOOO 👡👡👡👡👡

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

lavender marrriage alive anon here-

YESYESYESYEAYES OMG READER W MELLY WOULD BE SO CUTE- they both are into science of different fields , but are both women so they have trouble finding ways to pursue their interest. Alva ends up helping reader and indirectly helping melly too!

lol both of them would probably think there is something wrong with them when they start thinking about liking the same gender (internalized homophobia strikes again)

i feel like that may lead to a conversation between them like

“…Alva i think i might like girls romantically”

“…well that’s good bcs I don’t think I do” 😭😭

they both just help each other through these weird emotions and protecting each other from what society expects or wants from them.

aa sorry abt the ranting, i just love this little scenario so much- i literally love alva so much platonically

I love the dynamic of melly and the reader, but melly is still married, though it is a loveless marriage and over of mutual convenience for both of them. Melly is meeting a biology major reader who looks for support from a fellow woman and, at that one, who is undoubtedly successful. It def a friends to lovers dynamic that though melly has no care about who she likes (bi but women leaning), she has her own mental walls put up. Then you got reader's sexuality crisis and welp the drama but the love in the end is worth it.

Alva having a crisis part two after Herman’s death, lets go! This man would always say they were friends, yet they both crossed that "friendship" line too often with each other. Alva got married, Herman got married; he moved on only to grieve over the death of a "friend". Now he going through sexuality crisis that he thinks he can "fix". Alva being so emotionally vulnerable during that time is probably something that lives him in an emotional state he never wants. Reader has to be patient with him but firm too not to let him go into a dark place.

Man, though, im feral for most of the characters, i do love a good platonic ship. Again especially ones like these were you both got each other's backs. Soulmates without the romance, platonic soulmates is so underrated!

[mellywritesstuff]

Hello hello, it looked you were open for requests, apologies if not you can just ignore this then.

But, I’ve been thinking about the part in Kaeya’s bio where he’s “top candidate for grandson-in-law.” I think it’d be a cute idea for a story if reader had a granny or a sweet elderly neighbor in Monstadt who tries to set them up with Kaeya. Like telling reader about this delightful young man who helped carry groceries they absolutely must meet and reader agrees not expecting it to be the Cavalry Captain of all people.

“And this is?…”

Kaeya x GN!Reader

Warning(s): None, just a granny casually roasting you

A/N: this took a while to get a title for! Anyway hope you enjoy it! Sorry it’s short! Not proofread!

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You were an average Mondstadt citizen, pretty good looking and just an adventurer at the adventurer’s guild. It all started as an ordinary day, when you noticed how personal your next door neighbor, an elderly woman had gotten.

You had simply gone outside for fresh air, and began to water your flowers. You turned around, started to see the old lady just standing there. “Oh hello dear! How are you this afternoon? Such a lovely day isn’t it?” The old woman was so sweet it would be rude to brush her off so harshly, you thought. “O-oh! Mrs.! Yes such a nice day…I- uh…Made an apple pie! Would you like a slice?..”

“Apple pie? Are you’re not going to eat all of it by yourself are you? Share some with your partner!”

“Oh im not seeing anyone currently…” nice salt in the wound Mrs…

She furrowed her eyebrows “no?…what a shame…such looks gone to waste…I’ll change that?”

Oh no. “Pardon?”

“Oh it’s nothing! Carry on with your day” her tone was so…strange

A few days later the lady approached you. “Y/N, dear! I have something to say!

Your head tilted slightly “oh?…”

“The other day I was struggling with groceries, and this handsome young man….what a kind soul..He helped me out…You must meet him…I insist!”

“Oh, that’s sweet of you. But I’m really not interes-

She grabs you by the arm “oh but I already told them I wanted him to met you…just try I think you’ll like him!”

So that’s how you ended up in front of the famed Calvary captain of mondstadt. You weren’t expecting it you’ll admit, but what a nice surprise.

“Oho? Is this the person you were telling me about, Mrs?”

His voice was so

Silky? Sure let’s go with that.

“Hello…I’m Y/N”

“The name’s Kaeya…nice to meet you~ I don’t have much time…but I’ll see you around”

He gently cupped face, leaning in slowly, gave you a wink and left

Whats up with this guy?

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Hope you enjoyed it -Melly out!

[liberty-barnes]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers! Spread the self-love 💞

thank you so much myri for sending me (a bisexual) a tag game in which you have to make choices🤍 i can feel your maniacal cackling through the screen

but after four hours, many tears, and the loss of all my remaining will to live, here's my list:

i'm a fire and i'll keep your brittle heart warm (G, 6.6k)

this one may have cause me a few breakdowns and panic because it got sad all on its own, but i love it so much. i just love sapphie, i loved writing her, i loved picturing her doing cute things, overall just a really great one.

in a different life (we would've been timeless) (T, 6.2k)

based off of my favourite taylor song, with one of my favourite concepts which is reincarnation and twin flames. i just loved getting to write little bits and pieces of all these different AUs, giving harry and louis different names, stories, and genders, but still making it so their love is the one thing that never changes. and giving them their happy ending was just so cathartic.

i'll follow you til there's no tomorrow (G, 12.2k)

alright so i'm a sucker for cute pets and i can't go a week without thinking about fiona and mellie, so what? i loved this one cause we often tend to think of niall as the happy-go-lucky one in the band so i loved delving deeper into the mental health aspect and showing his healing journey with the help of the cutest dog in existence. also the first fic i posted in the uk and wrote part of in class so has a special place in my heart for that.

Remember Me (When I'm With You) (T, 1.4k)

this is one of my less-popular ones but it's one i think back to a lot. it was my first time writing an open ending, and i loved using the fallen angel setting to look deeper into depression, body dysmorphia, and memory loss that makes you feel like a stranger in your own life. there's a part of me that wants to write harry's pov of it so i can better showcase the effects that all of this has on the loved ones, but it's something i never got around to do. this is kind of my semi-finished passion project if you will.

even as young as we are (2 part series, T, 12.4k)

yes i know this is technically a series so it doesn't exactly match the rules but have you considered i don't care✨️

i love kids, i love reading about them, writing them, seeing how characters react and change thanks to them, and this series was honestly just amazing on that account. i got to explore so many interesting topics with this, a lot of thought and love went into it all, and it's just always gonna have a special space in my heart because of that.

additionally, it's the first fic with myri as my beta and writing partner (which feels insane to say cause i feel like we've known each other forever) so i always think back on this as "our" series because i may have written it, but it wouldn't have come to life without them🤍

alright hope y'all enjoyed this trip down memory lane, i'm gonna go cry now🤍