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NIRE-KUN?!?!!!?? YOUR BLACK SUIT??? YOUR HAIR????? MY GOODNESS-

and YES he does the pill bug for his ultimate attack!!!

and YES, HIM AND SAKURA GONNA HAVE MATCHING OUTFITS IN THE GAME.

OKAY. OKAY.

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❥︎ Character; Lilia Vanrouge Game; Twisted Wonderland

❥︎ Prompt; 𝗖𝗢𝗢𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗟𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗔 !! || 2nd pov || established relationship

❥︎ Notes; Fun fact, this was originally a Teru oneshot I wrote back in 2021. Hopefully, nobody who saw that remembers it. I did not have a blast reading through my old writing ☺️ Also, I may do a part 2 to this ? Idk. + The banners are like 3 years old I need to redraw them so bad </3

MAIN M.LIST

"So, what are we gonna make?"

It was a known fact in diasomnia that Lilia had quite the unique skill when it came to cooking, and what you mean by unique skill is that he always somehow ended up with something that was at best inedible, at worst poisonous. No matter how good of a recipe you gave him, no matter how many instructions and warnings you nailed into his head, none of it seemed to work.

Which led you to the following conclusion, you would have to personally supervise him in order for you to actually come out with any worthwhile results that you would be able to risk putting into your mouth.

Now, this was not your first attempt at this. The first one didn't quite go to plan when you had to leave Lilia for a couple of minutes to go get one of the missing ingredients before coming back to smoke floating around from a mini explosion coming from the kitchen.

He was banned from entering the kitchen for a while after that one.

"We're gonna make some pizza." You replied to your dual-haired boyfriend, shuffling your way through the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards to get out all your needed ingredients. "Should be easy enough for even you to make."

Lilia placed a hand on his heart in a dramatic manner, a feigned look of hurt on his face. "You wound me with your words, love."

You rolled your eyes at that. "I'm trying to help you here, you know. Everyone else thinks that you're a lost cause."

As you were setting out the tools, a familiar warmth brushed up against your back. A pair of arms came to wrap around your waist. His head settled down onto the curve of your shoulder, breath soft against your neck as he uttered the next words. "I'm surprised you're letting me try again at all after what happened last time.”

"Well, this time I'll make sure not to leave your side for the whole time, okay?"

His head tilted up a notch to land a light kiss to the tip of your ear, as a small chuckle escaped his lips. "Can't say no to that."

A couple more minutes had passed, and you were now halfway through making the dough for your pizza. To your delight, Lilia was doing surprisingly good so far. The dough was successfully mixed together, and he was now standing in front of the mixer as it kneaded it all together.

"Okay, I think that's enough with that. You can take out the dough and lay it on the mat that I prepared." Your finger followed your words pointing to said mat before changing directions towards the flour and sift right next to it. " Make sure to add some flour onto the mat so the dough doesn't stick. Just sift a spoon or two gently onto the surface."

Fulfilling your self-admitted role of supervision, you came to stand next to Lilia's side, watching him take out a spoon and dip it into the bag of flour with no fault. As everything on his end looked stable enough, you briefly turned to face the cupboard on your other side. The plan was to get out the rolling pin so he could use it in his next step, but alas it was a bad decision on your end.

Your hand didn't even make it to the intended shelf before you saw a cloud of white powder suddenly engulf your vision.

Nearly giving yourself a whiplash from how fast you turned your head, you rushed to quickly take control of what was happening. "Oh my god, Lilia! I said gently, gently!"

Your hands reached out to stop him from his aggressive shaking motion in hopes of stopping the flour from spreading any further. The old fae had the audacity to blink at you owlishly with his red eyes, as if he were totally innocent from what had just occurred.

"Oh? Was I doing it wrong?"

A sigh left your lips at his words, swatting your hand back and forth to get the floating particles of flour out of the way. "Do you really think that the flour is supposed to get on every surface within a meter of the mat I told you to sift it on?"

"Hmm, I admit, I think I may have gotten a little carried away there. But no need to fret over it. There's still plenty of flour in the bag." His body turned to face you while his finger pointed over to the bag of flour that was slowly folding over, just seconds away from falling down and spilling its contents all over the floor.

You nearly tripped over your own feet trying to get to it in time. Luckily, you managed to do so successfully.

An exasperated sigh left your lips. "That's not really my point, but anyways. Here, let me do the sifting for you. It's not like it's part of the actual recipe."

"No objections to that."

A little while later, you had both the flour and dough spread out in front of Lillia. With the rolling pin secured in both of his hands, he began the motion of rolling back and forth on the dough to spread it out.

Except, of course, he was rolling it out way too hard and absolutely flattening the poor thing to a crisp. No wonder any pizza he attempted beforehand came out burnt and disfigured to oblivion.

Honestly, you weren't even surprised at this point. You had to grasp one of his hands with yours to stop him from going any further. "Lilia, that's too thin. How on earth are you even going to get that thing into the oven tray? It's going to rip to pieces the moment you even try to lift it up. You can't even stick anything on top of it."

Lilia shot you a confused look. "Can't I just stick it back together with glue or something?"

A look of horror presented itself on your face. Okay, maybe you did have the ability to be surprised after all. You pleaded in your mind that what he just mentioned is not the disgusting plastic-y taste that you've had to gag from in Lilia's cooking before. "Lilia, people are going to eat that!"

"Hmm, I'll use caramel then. That should be sticky enough, no? Or you think melted marshmallows would work better?" His hand came up to hold his chin in thought.

No words could describe the absurdity of what you were hearing right now, so you just decided to shake your head in disbelief. "Okay, we're going to start this again, and this time, I'm gonna help you roll it out."

Kneading the dough back into a ball, bringing you two back to step one. You positioned yourself in front of your lover, standing right in between his extended arms. Both his hands were on the handles of the rolling pin again, except this time you had your hands layered over his, holding them tight and positioning them into the right place. He was also floating up higher so he could see from over your shoulders.

"Well, I will say, I definitely prefer this rather than doing it on my own." Lilia said cheekily. He leaned forward even more, so his chest was basically glued to your back. The breeze of his breath tickled the tip of your ears, and you could feel the heat rise up to said place at the proximity. "You're so cute like this. I could just lean in and take a nibble." Of course, before your brain could even process his words, you felt his sharp canines brush along the curve of your ear before gently sinking them in to give it a soft bite.

"Lilia!" Your ears weren't the only part of your skin flushed in red now. There was no doubt that your non-human lover could feel the heat radiating off your cheeks, too, as you turned to face him with a half-hearted stern expression.

The only reply you got out of him was that infamous laugh of his.

You had absolutely no idea why you still got flustered by such moves from him even after all this time being together. Unfortunately for you, Lilia was well aware of this and often used it to his advantage.

"Can we focus on what we have on hand now?" A poor attempt on your end to stir the conversation back to its origin.

"What do you mean? I am focused." An innocent grin paired with his closed eyes and a slight head tilt. However, you were far from fooled.

It was at moments like these that you wished you had the ability to be able to tease him back. Hard to do that, though, when he's a centuries-old fae who's seen and been through it all.

Soon enough, after a little more teasing from Lilia, much to your embarrassment, you two were back on track, rolling out the dough. With your help (specifically, your hands making absolutely sure he did nothing out of the ordinary), the dough was spread and ready to be decorated in no time.

“Phew. We finally did it.” You turned to face Lilia with a satisfied look. All with no casualties too this time. Very impressive if you were to ask yourself.

Said fae leaned down to land a sweet kiss to the corner of your mouth, causing a smile to draw on your face. “We always work great as a team together, don't we?”

Now that the hard part was over, you were definitely feeling much more optimistic about the outcome of you and Lilia's creation. The successfully shaped out dough gave you quite the confidence boost.

Hopefully it all goes sailing smoothly with no more mishaps.

Although, maybe it was a little too wishful thinking considering this is Lilia you are talking about.

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Yeah, unfortunately, writing on a schedule did not fit my style, so I couldn't keep up with it after a while.

We love reading and responding to all the sweet comments. You guys are awesome !! And it's totally fine !! Take your time, there's no need to force yourself to read it agsjalsjhsk

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AHSHSJSLSH I'M SURPRISED SOMEONE RECOGNISED ME FROM THERE, I am the same hetty indeed !!

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NO WAY ARE YOU THE SAME HETTY WHO COAUTHORS VOAS (veil of a smile)

WHY HELLO THERE !!

AHSHSJSLSH I'M SURPRISED SOMEONE RECOGNISED ME FROM THERE, I am the same hetty indeed !!

I haven't written for voas in so long though (I've pivoted away from full fics and am focusing more on oneshots/headcanons now), cherry is the one doing all the hardwork over there so all kudos to her !! 🤍

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TRIO FRIENDSHIP BRACELET?!?!

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❥︎ Character; Rafayel Game; Love and deepspace

❥︎ Genre; fluff !! || established relationship || 2nd pov

❥︎ Warnings; rafayel may be ooc here I'm honestly too tired to tell lmao

❥︎ Notes; this has been in my drafts for god knows how long, and of course I had the great idea to polish this up right when I have an exam I haven't studied for in a couple hours (watch me regret this later). Also is it clear that I did not know how to end this 🧍‍♀️

❥︎ 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋;

You were currently at Rafayel's house, chilling down on the sofa in his living room while scrolling through your phone. As for him, he sat down cross-legged in front of his canvas, trying to find inspiration for his next art piece. A number of painting tools and colours were scattered around on the carpet floor in a messily order. He had been staring at the plain drawing board for a solid ten minutes now, one of his hands placed on his chin in deep thought.

With nothing interesting happening on your phone, you decided to set the device down to admire the focused look on your lover's face. His cheeks slightly puffed out, and his eyebrows furrowed as he struggled to find an answer to whatever artistic dilemma he was facing.

Honestly, he appeared so cute with that expression that you just felt the sudden urge to wrap your arms around him and give his cheeks a good pinch between your fingers. He somehow had this great ability to awaken some kind of cuteness aggression in you thay you couldn't subdue, and right now unfortunately for him, you were already in the process of finding out how to act on these intrusive thoughts that were circling around in your head.

It's not like you had anything stopping you. In fact, you were pretty sure he was so deep in thought right now that he probably wouldn't even notice you creeping up on him all of a sudden. Especially since he didn't even comment on you just blatantly staring at him for the past couple minutes. You were one hundred percent certain he would've done so if he had noticed, probably teasing you about how oh so good looking he is that you can't even avert your eyes away from his face in his presence, or something along those lines.

And so with that, your new thought out plan was now in action. Placing your hands flat against the sofa's handlss on your side, you lowered down your feet to the fluffy carpet, standing up and making sure you had nothing on you that would make any noise while you walked towards him.

Step by step, you made your way to where the lemurian man was sitting. He wasn't that far away from you to begin with so it wasn't long before you were looming right above his figure. Right before he could notice the sudden shadow that had fell upon him, you swiftly maneuvered your way to quickly plop down onto his lap, your hands shooting up to grab a good hold of his cheeks, pinching the soft skin between your fingers.

There was a brief moment of silence between you two as the Rafayel's brain tried to comprehend what had just happened over the past few seconds. His eyebrows were slightly lifted in surprise, and pride filled your chest, knowing you had successfully caught him off guard. Your eyes were locked with his, and you could see a soft hue of pink dusting the apples of his cheeks. It made his expression somehow even cuter than before, if that was even possible.

No need for him to know that though, his ego is already too big as it is.

Bringing your attention back to the situation at hand, a grin spread across your face as you gave his cheeks that you still held hostage between your fingers, a light pinch. That seemed to do the trick to snap him out of his trance, the light blush on his face slowly fading away as he reached up and, to your surprise, did not pull your hands away from his face, but instead counter-attack by grabbing hold of your cheeks instead.

"Hey!" You narrowed your eyes pointedly at him. This was not how this was supposed to go.

"What?" His eyebrow raised up in a questioning manner. "It's okay if you come and attack my harmless self for no reason but I can't even defend myself by attacking back?"

A light chuckle escaped your lips following his words, which were obviously not serious in the slightest, but your chuckle made his pout deepen even more. "Okay, okay, you drama queen. Also, this isn't me attacking you, this is just a new way of showing my love."

"Is it now?" He shot a questioning look at you, not quite believing your words. Which, you're not gonna lie, he has every right to after the bunch of small harmless pranks you pulled on him the past couple weeks. But hey, he kept teasing you back as well so it's not like he's completely innocent.

"Of course. See," You released your hold on his cheeks flattening your hand to gently cup his face instead. Leaning forward, you gave a quick kiss to his right cheek before turning the other way and doing the same action to his left. Lastly, you placed your third kiss right on the tip of his nose to seal the deal. "you're getting free kisses out of this."

He huffed back as a reply, but you could clearly see his cheeks taking colour in that reddish tint again at your actions. "How cruel of you taking advantage of me like that. I guess I have no choice but to accept it if this is the only way I'm gonna get affection from you."

"Oh, stop it." A giggle left your mouth as you gave a light tap to his nose. "You act like you don't snuggle up to me to sleep every single night."

His blush darkened even more at your words, although you could see in his expression his attempts to try and fight it back down. "You're the one who said you wanted to hold me!" He huffed.

"Yes, because you looked like you wanted to be held."

"Nonsense." Was his response, but you knew he'd still be cuddling up to you as usual once night falls. Not like you minded at all. You were both well aware that those moments of silently holding each other underneath the sheets was your favourite part of your daily routine, and you honestly wouldn't have it any other way.

Hetty

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the colours and lighting look so good hello???? CANT WAIT, GRAVEL ARC, GRAVEL ARC, GRAVEL ARCCC

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HANAAA 🫂

IT'S SO GOOD AAHHHH YOU'RE GOING TO LOVE IT SO MUCH

All the characters looked so adorable and we even got a special treat at the very end 🤭

PLEASE TELL ME ALL YOUR THOUGHTS WHEN YOU READ IT 🙏

OMG HANA DID YOU SEE THE NEW WBK CHAPTER

I just read it rn and I'm like not okay SATORU NII IS FEEDING US SO WELL

HETTYYY 💞🫂💙

I HAVENT YET 😭😭💔💔 OTL

I’ve been refreshing the page every few hours. Please I want to read the new chapter ahhhh

I know it’s about the festival and I know it’s Sakura’s first one and I NEED IT NOW AHHHH PLEASE WEBSITE UPDATE AHHHH

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Saw the latest episode of wind breaker today and I always loved the fact that Suo knows flower language.

I like to think that when he confesses to you, he does it subtly over time.

Carnations and lilies to express admiration and a deeper form of affection.

Daisies for sweet and innocent affection.

Sunflowers for a secret crush.

Orchards love and beauty.

Tulips for true and everlasting love.

He gives flowers to you and never tells you the meaning. He gives that classic mysterious smile of his.

Waiting for you to realize.

One day you get curious, so you open a flower language book to find out. Surely, there’s something hidden in these flowers he gives you.

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❥︎ Characters; Rafayel, Xavier Game; love and deepspace

❥︎ Genre; fluff !! Prompt; petting/kissing their cat ears || established relationship || 2nd pov

❥︎ Warnings; none !!

❥︎ Notes; yes this has been sitting in my drafts since the kitty cards first came out–

❥︎ 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋;

Honestly, as much as the purple haired boy kept glaring at you for the face you made when he walked into your apartment sprouting a pair of cat ears out of his head and a matching tail swishing behind, you could not for the life of you stop laughing at how ironic the situation he got himself into was.

The same guy who was constantly complaining about how evil and sly the small kittens were, and how their only goal was to trick and deceive humans into showering them with love and affection, has now become one of them himself.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." You wiped the tears from the corner of your eyes, your laughing fit still not over yet as small chuckles continued to escape your lips even after your poor attempts at muffling them. "It's just, I never expected to see you in this form. You look adorable!"

Rafayel was certainly not amused by your compliment–anyone could tell that much–and instead tried to twist your words against you. "Oh so now you're saying I wasn't adorable before, huh?"

"You know that's not what I meant." You use your hand to motion for him to come closer. "Come here, I want to see them up close."

The lemurian huffed at you but still walked closer nonetheless, pausing in his steps when there were only a couple of centimeters between you left. "What? Are also you going to pet me like a cat now?"

A smile grew on your face at his question. I mean, could he blame you? You loved cats and he knew that, this was like a dream come true for you. "If you don't mind, I'd be more than willing to."

His gaze flickered to the side and one could make out a slight blush starting to form on his cheeks. "You say that as if you don't know I can't refuse you."

Knowing how stubborn your lover can be, you took that as his unique way of giving you the green light to do so. Therefore, it wasn't long before you had both of your hands reaching up to his face, one cupping the side of his cheek while the other stretched up to rub gentle strokes on the bundles of fur above his head.

The more you continued on stroking the more you could feel the man in your hands start to relax his body more and more. He was obviously enjoying the strokes of affection you were showering him with as much as he refused to say so. If it wasn’t obvious from the way he leaned his face deeper into your palm, then it definitely was by the now much more visible blush dusted on his the apples of his cheeks to the tip of his ears.

"You're enjoying this way too much." He muttered out.

"Hmm?" One of your fingertips came to stroke the fluffy piece of fur that was puffing out from the bottom of his ears and you could hear him let out small sigh of content. "I think I am the one who should be saying that."

Rafayel surprisingly didn't voice out a comeback at your reply, just choosing to let it slide this time as he was clearly more busy with other things (like keeping himself from completely melting into your arms) to give it much thought.

A few more moments of silence followed. With Rafayel finally caving in to your gestures, his face now buried into your neck instead so you can better reach his fluffy ears. Since you were no longer holding his cheek, both your hands were now free to bury themselves into the mass of soft purple hair and fur.

You just continued gently petting him for a couple more minutes, enjoying the heartwarming moment, until you heard something quite strange. Your mind had to take a double take at first because is that really what you think you're hearing right now?!

"Rafayel, are you...purring?"

The moment those words left your mouth you could practically feel the heat radiating off of his skin as the blush on his cheeks rose to a shade you did not even think was even possible. A groan came out of his mouth, the embarrassment hindering his ability to even come up with any words of defense as your laughter once again filled the quiet room.

❥︎ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑;

You woke up to a weird sensation tickling your nose. Which was strange, yes, but the initial plan was to simply brush it off as a fragment of your imagination and just go back to sleep. Alas, you definitely couldn't ignore the feeling no more when you felt a very obvious flick attack the side of your cheek, which made you certain that you were very much not dreaming of such sensation.

You groaned as you groggily tried to open your eyes and get them used to the sunlight that was seeping through your curtains. As your eyes tried to focus on the view in front of you, you wondered what could possibly be the thing that woke you up at such early hour. A stray piece of fabric? Or maybe you still had some fur stuck on you after you and Xavier's trip to the cat cafe yesterday. Both of which could never move by their own but those were the only possibilites that your sleep-depeived brain was capable of coming up with right now.

What you didn't expect though, was to see a pair of ash coloured cat ears twitching right in front of your face when you were absolutely certain you had no such feline anywhere in any room of your apartment.

This new realisation had you instantly shooting up from your place between Xavier's arms, sitting up straight in your bed and staring in utter disbelief at the scene in front of you. One blink, a second, and then you rapidly rubbed your eyes just for good measure. It really wasn't a hallucination, your boyfriend had a set of moving cat ears stuck on top of his head!

Then your eyes flashed down to his back upon noticing another yet another mind-boggling feature. 'Oh my god he even has a tail!' The bushy tail–as if suddenly noticing your eyes on them–moved to curl around Xavier's thigh, further proving their realness.

How did this even happen? Was it related to your trip to the cat cafe yesterday? That's the only logical explanation you could think of right now and it didn't even make sense!

Whatever it was, now that you've came out of your initial shock (although you were still baffled at what you were seeing), you could not deny how absolutely adorable Xavier looked with his newly added assets. The ears on his head lay still save for a couple twitched here and there and the tail on his back moved again to unfold in a more stretched out position instead.

Wait, you should probably wake him up to ask him about this, right?

"Xavier. Hey Xavier." You rubbed your hand up and down his arm in hopes of coaxing him out of the land of dreams. Gosh, this is totally not the reason you ever expected to be waking him up for.

When that method came out useless you resolved to lightly petting his new ears instead, wandering if he would feel the sensation on them like a real cat would.

You couldn't help yourself but inwardly squeal at the way they relaxed under your touch, drooping down slightly from their perked up state which you took as a silent invitation to continue your actions. After a few more moments of your lover still not waking up from your methods, you couldn't help yourself but lean down to place a soft kiss to the side of his ear. To your surprise, that seemed to finally do the trick, as it gave you a flick in response and you could hear Xavier letting out a low mumble beneath you.

His first words came out a bit coarse, sleep still holding quite a strong grip on him. "Mhm...why are you up so early?"

First thought that came to mind was that Xavier seemed way too relaxed for someone who discovered they got cursed by some sort of cat magic, which made you come to the conclusion that he most likely did not know about the little problem he had going on at all.

"Xavier, love, do you not feel the added weight on top of your head? Or the new attachment to your back?"

His eyebrows furrowed in response before both of his hands moved at once, one reaching out to touch his ears and one down to feel his tail. "Oh."

Okay, nevermind, you take back your previous words. Knowing Xavier, he probably would indeed be this relaxed even if he had known about what happened beforehand. "I think this warrants more than an 'oh'."

A small yawn escaped his lips and you just wished that you had even half the calmness that your boyfriend had at the moment when you got into any problems. "I'll deal with it later; I'm still tired right now. You should come back and sleep with me too." His arms opened up as an invitation, and he made sure to add on those pleading eyes of his that he very much knew you could never resist no matter how much you tried.

You shook your head but slid back down the sheets to cuddle up with him regardless. "Not like I can complain, cuddling up with you when you look this adorable." Giving in to the temptation, you fingers moved up to give his cheek a soft pinch. "Oh gosh, you're so cute like this."

"Hmm." Xavier's eyebrows furrowed listening to your words and you had a gut feeling you knew where this conversation was about to head to. "First it was Lumiere and now me with the cat features. Do you like my cat form more than my usual self?"

Oh yes, just Xavier being jealous of himself as usual. "I never said tha–"

"Maybe I should just stay like this forever then, I don't think it'll impact my combat abilities that much."

"Xavier! We are not doing this right now." You playfully pinched the cheek you were holding. "Just go back to sleep, we'll find a way to turn you back once we wake up, okay?" A hand of yours raised to guide his head to rest on top of your chest, while simultaneously threading through the strands of his hair and rubbing gently on his ears. Xavier relaxed into your hold, raising his head to place a trail of gentle kisses on your jawline before laying his head back on your chest, slowly drifting off back to sleep to the soothing rhythm of your heartbeat.

Hetty

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『 SUZURI SHUHEI 』

what does falling in love be like with him?

a/n: i'd sell my soul for this man fr

— love at first sight

it would be crazy cute you and suzuri would fall for each other, like you two lock eyes and be "yep, this is the one". but neither of you have the gut to confess?? suzuri would think that he's not within your league who's also a star at the red light district, and you would think that he wouldn't possibly want to get into the hassle of being associated with someone like you. unlike shizuka-nakamura dynamic who acknowledge each other's feelings, both you and suzuri are just too oblivious towards each other's feelings (but not to everyone else tho) *punch wall

EXTRA ;

✿ he's a little jealous and absolutely protective when your male fans flock around you *proceeds to iron grip his freshly sharpened knife

✿ his love language is act of service!! he's a trainee chef, so he's still getting the hang of it, but he'll definitely learn to make your favourite dish

✿ his big big eyes filled with adoration when you perform like you're the centre of the world, and you fall deeper at that sight of him so dedicated to his work (me too, me too)

— soft first-times, always

you name it — first time talking about random life stuff, wishing each other good morning/night through text, receiving present from each other, holding hand, calling each other by the first name, going out on a date, kissing.. just everything. each time he'll approach you with so much consideration and tenderness, making sure he's not forcing himself on you and ALWAYS smile so softly at the end of it (have you seen his smile??? its just so hlrjslsvflahsoems)

FAVORITE LINES ;

✿ "let me make you dinner tonight"

✿ "can you wait for me for a few more minutes? i want to accompany you home"

✿ "can we do it again?"

— your passion is mine

you know how suzuri's childhood went. he basically didn't have anything and didn't get to try anything as far as we know. imagine you two spending time with each other once he started working. he'll be interested in trying out whatever sails your boat — picnic, arcade, cat cafe, movies, sewing class, dressing up and more. he'll try to be mindful with the spending, but you bet he's going to enjoy himself so much.

BONUS ;

suzuri stared blankly at the screen that showed his 7th time losing streak in a day and 4th in a week. beside him, you imitated the winning idle of your character, "you need to fight better, suzuri!".

he laughed weakly to you comment. he's pretty sure that he's doing decently in racing games, but fighting games? you got him beaten with no hope of winning, "i guess you wouldn't need protecting in game".

"you seem relieved".

"sure am. i know how to protect you here in the real life, but i wouldn't know how to do it in game. i'd hate if anything happens to you and i'm unable to help".

it took him a few seconds to realise that he might have been too serious about the whole thing and apologised.

"it's alright", you mumbled, looking away with both hands covering your warming pinkish cheeks. how could he managed to be so randomly romantic??

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BUT TYSM YOU'RE SO SWEET AND ABSOLUTELY AMAZING TOO 🫂💖

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❥︎ Characters; Rafayel, Xavier Game; Love and deepspace

❥︎ Genre; fluff !! Prompt; 𝙃𝙊𝙒 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙔 𝙒𝘼𝙆𝙀 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙐𝙋 || established relationship || 2nd pov

❥︎ Warnings; none !!

❥︎ Notes; this is either going to be a new start for my writing era or I'm going to post this and dip for another year or two, we'll see. (also only rafayel chibi this post cause I haven't had the time to draw xavier <\3)

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❥︎ 𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋;

Your chest rose and fell steadily with each breath, eyes closed, head cradled by the soft material of your pillow. This was, undoubtedly, the most peaceful moments of your morning, and you lay there in your slumber undisturbed—until a soft, hairy something brushed against your face. It tickled your nose, making you abruptly turn your head to the side. Your hands shot up, rubbing the itching trail left behind by the unwelcome touch. Slowly, you opened your eyes, wanting to uncover the culprit behind your less-than-pleasant awakening.

Of course, that being said, you already knew who it would be. There was only one person who would come into your room unannounced this early in the morning.

A groan escaped your lips as your gaze locked onto the set of pink eyes looking right back at you. "Rafayel! What was that for? And what did you just place on my face right now."

The purple haired man, who was sitting on the drawer right next to your bedside, crossed his hands while lifting his brow at you, as if offended by your words. "Don't look at me like that, you're the one who told me you had an important meeting today, and yet here you are still asleep in your bed at 10am. Do you know how many times I tried calling you before I came here?" He huffed out the last part as if annoyed by the matter, although you knew it was all an act.

"Rafayel, the meeting doesn't even start until 1pm, what are you talking about?" You had a strong feeling he was just using it as an excuse to come see you, but you spared the man the embarrassment of saying that out loud. Plus you thought it was kind of cute of him to do so. Not that there was any need for him to hear that though, his ego is already big enough as it is.

"Details, details." He waved off your words with his hands.

You sighed, simply uses to his antics at this point. Well, it was about time you woke up anyways, but still, "You didn't answer my initial question."

"Oh, you're talking about this?" A small white feather was revealed from between his fingers. "I thought it would be useful for waking you up. I called out your name multiple times and you didn't answer, you have quite the thick sleep."

"Where did you even get that fro– you know what, nevermind. I don't even want to know." Using your feet you kicked the blankets off from your body, sitting up to stretch your body and get yourself ready for the day. "I was just exhausted because of yesterday's mission, I'm not usually that tired."

Rafayel let out a smug grin at your reply, as if he'd been waiting for those exact words to escape your mouth. "I know. Which is why I got us these." He reached out behind him and pulled out two colourful tickets.

Well that you definitely did not see coming. You couldn't believe your eyes, is that really what you were seeing in his hands? "Rafayel, are those for the resort I mentioned to you the other day?" The shock was very evident in your tone and you could practically feel the pride radiating off him. Honestly, you didn't even know how he had heard you talking about that resort the other day. You were just chilling on his couch while he was painting, scrolling through your feed and simply commented out loud on how sweet it looked, it wasn't even a real conversation. You didn't think he would remember, let alone buy you both tickets for it!

It then dawned on you what you had planned upcoming for you these next days and your happiness faltered a bit. "That's really sweet of you Rafayel. I don't even know how you remembered that, but I still have a bunch of meetings and missions I am supposed to take on this week and–"

"Nuh uh uh." Before you could even finish your sentence Rafayel moved to stand right next to you and placed his finger on top of your mouth to seal it shut. "Don't worry your head about all of that, I already got it all sorted out." One of his eyes closed as he shot a wink at you with a grin on his face.

"Sorted out...what do you mean?"

"I asked your captain to let you off for this week, of course. And since you were always so hard working and the wanderer attacks have been on the low lately, she didn't have any problems with that. I made sure to book us the best room too so you can sleep as much as you like when we get there."

Your eyes slightly teared up at his words and at the lengths your lover would go to pull off these sweet surprises for you. "Thank you Rafayel, truly." You wrapped your hands around him in a tight hug, hiding you face between the crook of his neck to conceal your happy tears. "I love you so much."

His hands instantly wrapped around your body returning the hug back even tighter. "Of course, anything for you. And I love you too."

❥︎ 𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑;

"My love."

Your mind was drifting away in a dreamless sleep when you heard the sound of a faint voice calling out to you right beside your head. A few seconds passed before you then heard it again, "My love." Which made you begrudgingly peel your eyes open with a groan to lock eyes with your lover who was plopped down on the floor of your room, leaning on the edge of your bed to make himself eye level with you.

His eyes seem to light up at your physical response to his calls and a soft smile grows on his face. "Ah good, you're awake finally."

"Xavier," The tiredness still lingering around your voice, you let out a small yawn while one of your hands reached out to cup his cheek in you hands, your thumb going back and forth in gentle gestures along soft skin beneath it. "How long have you been here?" Both you and Xavier had keys to each other's apartment, so it wasn't much of a surprise to see him in your room first thing in the morning. Usually, though, it was the other way around, with you being the one to wake him from his nightly rest.

The guy tilted his head seemingly in thought, taking a quick glance at the digital clock sitting on your desk that had the time displayed in glowing white numbers. "Hmm, I've been trying to wake you up for the past 20 minutes, I think?"

Your hand dropped from his face as you shot up from your bed. "20 minutes?! Oh my god, Xavier why didn't you just shake me awake or something." Was he really here calling out to you for that long? Listen you knew you were exhausted from yesterday's mission and the extensive paperwork that followed but not to this extent!

Xavier didn't really seem to bat an eye at your look of surprise and simply continued on with his words. "Well, I tried to wake you up at first but you looked so peaceful in your sleep I didn't want to disturb you. I tried to go make something for us to have as breakfast in the kitchen but I couldn't figure out how to turn on your stove so." He scratched his cheek sheepishly at the end of his sentance but you inwardly let out a sigh of relief. Oh you were so thankful he did not figure out how to turn on that stove of yours. God knows what kind of explosion you would've woken up to if he did.

Nevertheless, you still chuckled at his silliness. Plus your heart couldn't help but warm up at the sweet gesture, even if he didn’t get to fufill it. "Thank you, Xavier. But next time you can just leave the cooking to me, okay? You know what, now that you mention it I'm in the mood for some pancakes, how about I make us some?"

Xavier rose up from his place on the floor and made himself comfortable next to you on your bed. His hand lifted up to comb through the strands of your hair trying to tame the pieces of bed hair that you acquired from your slumber. "That sounds amazing, love." You felt the warmth of his body get closer as he leaned down to place a gentle kiss on the corner of your eye. A little quirk of his that he likes to do a lot.

Your eye crinkled at the gesture and you dropped your head to rest it on his shoulder after he pulled away, nuzzling into the wooly fabric of his jumper. "Next time you should be more firm with waking me up. I don't mind, you know. Plus I feel bad for having you wait for me to wake up like that."

You could feel the white haired man shake his head in disagreement at your words. "It's okay, you deserve the rest anyways, and your presence alone is enough for me." His voice a soft tone as a loving kiss found its way to the top of your head. You cuddled even deeper into his side, placing a kiss of your own onto the clothing against his shoulder. Truly, what did you do to deserve someone as sweet as him in your life.

Although unbeknownst to you, your lover was having the exact same thought as you in that exact moment.

❥︎ As always, comments and reblogs are highly appreciated <33

Hetty

[hettyoon]

❥︎ Character; Riddle Rosehearts  Game; Twisted wonderland

❥︎ Genre; Oneshot + fluff + with the prompt 'snowman' used, as in you trying to convince Riddle to come build a snowman with you

❥︎ Warnings; Non-magic au + established relationship

❥︎ Notes; Hi, hello, its sure been a while since I last posted here <\3 but anyways hope this longish oneshot serves as an apology for my long absence + this oneshot is also part of a december collab I'm part of over on quotev ♡

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        Shuffling your face from resting on one palm to the other, your eyes set their focus on the slow descending of the delicate pieces of snowflakes outside the window; the scene being fairly uneventful yet somehow calming at the same time. It seems that mother nature really went all out with this year’s chilly weather, as you don’t think you can recall the last time the city has been covered with this much snow before. Said white substance left a thick sheet of white on your backyard’s grounds, which if you would take a guess, would probably reach a good 10 inches up your leg had you stepped foot outside.

Not that you were complaining though, it was a rare occurrence and the matter had you quite excited actually, prompting you to sit down on your couch and admire the beautiful scenery from the view of your living room window.

With your mid-finals coming right around the corner, Riddle had come by your house earlier this morning to help tutor you in one of the subjects you were struggling in the most. He had suggested to you the idea of having some study sessions together, to which you happily agreed to in a heartbeat. Sure you were thankful for his help (truly, you don't think you would've known from where to  even start without it), but you were more happy to spend some quality time with him before your exams kicked in rather than the actual studying part itself.

That being said, the two of you had already finished what you were to go over today a couple minutes ago, and were now just both chilling together in your living room, talking about whatever comes to mind. 

Well, that was until Riddle decided to get up to make some tea that he had picked up from the convenience store earlier prior to stopping by at your place. He said something about it being a new flavour that you should try before heading to the kitchen to make it.

You came to from your thoughts and focused your gaze back onto the falling snow outside, which was now starting to slowly decrease from its heavy descending at the start. Less and less snowflakes emerging from the sky as it gradually came to a stop. 

'Ah, I wonder what it would feel like to go out right now.'

Actually, now you have that thought back, roaming around inside your head, going outside and running around in that thick layer of softness seemed like a really pleasurable idea to your mind right now.

You did pitch up your suggestion of going out and taking a fun stroll in your backyard earlier, but it was instantly shut down by your boyfriend who thought the exact opposite, and that in his words, 'you would just end up catching a cold if you went out in such weather like this.'

Well, Riddle is busy making tea in the kitchen now. Surely he wouldn't mind if you took a quick walk outside, right? What he doesn’t know won't harm him. Plus it’ll only be for a few minutes; hopefully your boyfriend won’t notice your sudden disappearance. 

Trying to be as noiseless and discreet as possible, you headed towards the back door of your house, crouching down next to it to quickly tie your trainer’s laces together. The thought of grabbing your coat on your way out had to be disregarded, as it meant you had to pass through the kitchen to go into your room and get it, which wouldn't be a good idea considering your current situation. 

"Oh well, the sweater I'm wearing will have to suffice for now." You muttered out in a low voice.

Someone, however, had other plans, as it seemed like fate wasn’t about to allow you to go out and have your fun that easily. And it so happened to be the same person who didn’t quite approve of your little ‘let’s go play in the snow, it'll be fun’ idea earlier.

Riddle, who just so happened to come in at the same time your hand flew up to grab the door’s handle, crossed his arms with an very apparent unamused expression written on his face. “And where do you think you're going?”

Hiding your intentions was out of question at this point, as it was already crystal clear where you were just about to head out to. You instead opted to chuckle nervously, playing off an innocent facade while hoping he would by some miracle drop the subject and just let you continue your thing. “Uhm, outside?”

Much to your dismay though, your lover was already ready with one of his well-known lectures. “And you were going to go out without any outwear either? Do you really want to go out that badly that you will risk getting a cold for som-“

Of course, you had already predicted the red-head’s response as soon as he stepped into your sight of view, thus you found yourself quickly approaching him, hands shooting up to land on his shoulders, lightly shaking them in the process to further convey what you were about to say. “But, Riddle! We haven't had snow like this in years! How do you expect me to miss such a rare occurrence?” Sure, Riddle’s words of advice probably held more sense than you'd like to admit, but still, you've set your mind on going out and you weren't about to let this opportunity slip out of your hands this easily.

As expected though, your lover didn’t seem even the slightest bit convinced at your so-called reasoning, instead opting to continue on with his light scolding from when he was stopped by you a couple of seconds ago.

This time, however, it didn’t matter. Or to you, at least, it didn’t, because it was at this moment that another plan had managed to wiggle itself into your mind, your facial features visibly peaking up at the newfound idea you now had. “Wait, wait, wait, I just thought of something else.” You released his shoulders and instead clapped your hands together in excitement. The boy in front of you simply furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at your statement. His curious hues focused on your own, remaining silent as a sign for you to continue. “Well, first of all before I tell you, I wanna ask you a small question. Have you ever made a snowman before?”

From the looks of it, whatever question that Riddle expected you to utter, it was anything but the one that just left your mouth. And while thrown off a bit by your question, it didn’t take long for him to reply to your inquiry with a negative statement.

Riddle wasn’t sure that he trusted the cheeky grin that grew on your face the second his reply came out, but it wasn’t like you gave him much time to think about it. All he did was take another blink, and suddenly, you were running out of sight, straight out of the room you were in, heading right towards your bedroom.

Only a few moments had passed before you made your way back to your boyfriend, who in turn had yet to move an inch from his previous spot. His arms were crossed, waiting for you to return and explain yourself. Alas, all he got instead was a merry ‘Here, take this.’ as you threw his way the coat and scarf that he had arrived to your house in with earlier this morning; and a pair of thick, black gloves of yours. He eyed the clothes in his hands with a look of confusion adorning his face. Did you really expect him to go out with you in this kind of weather?

“Come on! You slightly nudged him with your elbow, prodding him to put on the stuff you just presented him while also putting on your own coat yourself. “Look, I’m gonna wear my coat, scarf and gloves too, we won't catch a cold if we're all warmed up. Plus, we won't stay outside for long, I promise!” If your words weren't going to work to convince him, then you made sure that at least your facial expressions would do the job. You knew that Riddle usually wasn’t one to succumb to your pleading gaze, but you still gave him the best one you could muster, combining that with the action of your hands reaching out to cup his own.

To say Riddle was conflicted was an understatement, on one hand, he still stood by the fact that it would be too cold to go and take a stroll outside now, plus the snow would probably limit the ability of you two’s movements once you got out seeing how thick of a layer it made. On the other hand though, you were adamant and it didn't look like you were about to change your mind anytime soon. Riddle knew first-hand how unbelievably stubborn you could be sometimes, and it seemed like this time so happened to be one of them.

But that wasn't all it. Riddle can’t lie to himself, seeing you all hyped up and excited like that for something as simple as him accompanying you on your little trip out in the snow really made a spark of warmth edge its way into his heart. Not that he’d ever admit out loud how much affect your actions had on him though.

“Fine,” At last, after what seemed like an eternity, your boyfriend caved in and agreed. “Only for a couple of minutes though.”

"Great!" Seems like your convincing skills finally got their job done. "Come on, let's go then." As expected, freezing cold air hit your face as soon as you stepped foot outside, but that didn't stop the smile that was etched on your face to grow even wider. Riddle followed up right behind you after he finished putting on the clothes you handed him.

"So," you started, glancing at your companion to grab his attention. "to build our snowman, we're first gonna need to make three separate snow balls. One big, one medium, and one small."

Riddle hummed in response to your words. "Well, that shouldn't be hard to collect considering how much snow there is."

"Alright, let's get to it!"

The two of you didn't waste any more time, and got to working on structuring the three blobs of snow you needed. You were currently in charge of making the big, lower part for the base. You rolled the ball of snow around for a bit till it gathered quite some thickness to it before moving it to the centre of your garden, deciding to keep it there and gradually mold more snow on top of it since it was getting a bit too heavy for you to push. 

A few more minutes passed and you finally decided that your snowball had gotten big enough for you to deem it as finished. It was looking great so far too! Maybe a bit wonky from some sides but it doesn't matter, as long as it'll hold up the weight of the other balls on top of it.

Not long after you finished, the sound of approaching footsteps from your side informed you of Riddle's presence. And as soon as you turned to face him, you were met with the struggling face of Riddle, his eyebrows slightly furrowed together from the sheer heaviness in his hands, that was the snowball that he had spent the past few minutes making. It wasn't hard to tell that he was trying to figure out a way to haul it over and stack it on top of yours.

You let out a snicker at his struggle. "Having a hard time there?"

Riddle huffed at your jest looking at you with a deadpan expression. "I'm not. It's just a bit hard to move around with all this snow surrounding my legs." 

"Right, right. Here let me lend you a hand." The two of you lifted it up together and plopped the blob of snow in its designated place, right on top of the big one you had previously been making.

Even though your snowman has yet to have its head attached, you were still pretty impressed by how good it looked so far. Seems like all that sneaking out to play with the snow when you were younger really paid off. 

The rest of the snowman-making went by real quick, as all what was left for you to do was to make a small ball for the head and place it upon the two previous ones. 

"And we're done!" You exclaimed, backing up a bit to proudly look at you two's creation. 

"We're done already?" Riddle shot you a questioning gaze, which was understandable considering your snowman had yet to require any sort of facial features. 

"Well, with the body we are. We still need to make its face, and maybe add some buttons to its lower parts too for it to look like a shirt." 

"And from where are we supposed to bring said buttons?" 

"Ah, well not necessarily buttons per say," you continued. "just something that resembles it." 

Riddle looked around at your garden for a moment before his eyes locked upon the trail of black stones you had decorating the side of your fence. "Will those stones do?" 

Your hands clapped together at his suggestion. "Oh, good idea! They'll fit perfectly." You confirmed, making an okay sign with your hands. 

Riddle further confirmed your words with a nod. "I'll go collect a few of them then. We can also use the smaller ones to make its eyes." 

"Great, you can also use them to make an upturned trail for the mouth too. Now, you do that, and I'll go and bring the rest of the stuff we need." The two of you parted ways, Riddle going to pick the number of stones needed for the face and body while you headed back inside the house to bring out the other things that would add the final touches to your snowman. 

First things first, you went ahead to the kitchen to take out a carrot from your refrigerator, to make up the nose of your snowman. Next thing you grabbed was the hat that you wanted to add, which luckily enough, you had a black fedora hat hanging in your closet that you thought would fit perfectly. And the last thing would be the two arms, which were usually supposed to be made out of twigs. The thing is, you didn't have any trees you could access in your backyard so the only way you could get those is if you went out the front door to get one from the line of trees on the street across. 

'Well, let's hope none of the neighbours come out and see me trying to rip off branches from random trees like an idiot.' 

To your relief, you were met with the sight of an empty street the moment you stepped out of your front door. Your luck was really on a roll with you today, huh. Now, the hard part was going to be finding two thin twigs that were easy and low enough to reach and cut off from said trees. 

'I need to be quick with this before Riddle starts questioning where I went off to.'

Once you had gotten what you wanted, which, to be honest, took a bit more time than you thought, you made your way into the house again to head back to where your boyfriend was. Not long after was Riddle back into your sight of view and you found him crouched down, busy applying the bigger black stones to the snowman's middle part to resemble the buttons of a shirt, with the mouth and eyes already neatly put together, pushed in into the soft surface of the upper ball's front.

"I'm back." You greeted your lover, lifting up your arms to show him the things you had acquired from your little trip.

Riddle stood up from his sitting position, facing you. "Right in time. I just finished putting these on." The next thing the boy's eyes landed on were the three objects you had stacked on your hand. "What are those for?"

"I got us a hat, a carrot for the nose, and two twigs for its hands." 

"Why a carrot? can't we just use another stone?" 

You shrugged, not really knowing the answer yourself. "I don't know, gives it a pop of colour I guess. Anyways, now let's stick these all in the right places so we can complete our creation!" You handed Riddle the two twigs so he could stick them to both sides, while you took care of decorating the face with the carrot and fedora.

After the two of you finished your assigned jobs, you backed up yet again to admire your creation for the second time. "We finished, finally! I think it looks amazing too, what do you think?"

Riddle didn't quite show it on his face but he was also pretty happy by how the end result turned out, this was his first time making a snowman, after all. "It is a bit tilted but I must admit, it does look impressive."

"Right?" Although now that you had the finished result in all its glory right in front of you, you kinda feel like there's something off. It's like the more you stare at it, the more your brain tells you that there's still something that needs to be added. 

"Hmm, I feel like it's still missing something though..." You voiced out your thoughts, trailing off with your words before snapping your fingers and exclaiming. "Ah, got it!"

You weaved your fingers through the back of your scarf where you had previously tied a loose knot to keep it in place, pulling at the piece of fabric till it came undone, landing into your hands. You then proceeded to crouch down to lightly wrap the scarf around the snowman's neck, or rather, where what was supposed to be his neck since its head just connected straight to its body. "See, It looks even more human now with the scarf on." Came your proud exclamation as you finished fixing up the scarf to your liking.

Even if you couldn't see Riddle's expression from behind you, you had a feeling he was crossing his arms, not so amused by your actions. "You know you're the one who actually needs the scarf in this situation not the snowman, right? And I doubt a ball of snow could ever come close to resembling a human being." 

"Don't be such a party pooper, come on, this is our child now." You stretched your hand out behind you to give the boy's side a small poke, to which he immediately recoiled, sending you a half-hearted glare in return (not that you could see it anyways).

"You do realise our so-called 'child' isn't going to last for long, right?"

Deciding to ignore Riddle's last comment, you backed up from your crouching position to fully see how your work looked. At that very moment though, where you stood to admire the snowman with its new adjustments, a breeze of cold wind decided to blow past the two of you, tickling your now exposed neck and making you slightly shudder and curl up your shoulders in response. You tried to ignore the sudden coldness that seeped through the upper part of your body but it seemed like your reaction didn't go unnoticed by Riddle, as you heard him let out a small sigh under his breath before he began unraveling his own scarf from around his neck.

"I told you not to take it off." He sighed. "Here, take mine."

The boy stepped closer so he could gently place his scarf around your neck, wrapping it around a couple of times to ensure the thick layers would give you enough warmth. And while you were really thankful for his sweet gesture, you didn't want him to be the one dealing with the cold instead. "But I don't want you to get cold either!" 

Riddle lifted his hand to point one of his fingers at the black top he was wearing under his coat. "I'm wearing a turtleneck underneath that covers my neck, I'll be fine." The boy took his time to ensure the scarf was secure enough, making sure that there won't be any openings for the chilly breeze to slide into once again.

Meanwhile, on your end, all you could focus on was the amount of space that Riddle had decreased between you by leaning in closer, and the fact that you and Riddle's faces were now mere centimetres apart. If only you were to take another step closer and you were sure your noses would end up grazing each other. You didn't think the scarf even mattered at this point, as the feeling of heat slowly crept up your body and spread through your cheeks upon the close proximity. You felt a bit silly being so flustered by such a small gesture that wasn't even intentional but you really couldn't help it. 

Somehow, through all of this, your mind was still able to fully function and come up with a new idea.

The next action you took was all a blur, as one moment Riddle was backing off after he finished attending to the piece of clothing, and the next your hands shot up to cup his soft cheeks, pulling him back in towards you for a soft kiss.

The kiss ended as fast as it had started, and it left behind a surprised Riddle who was looking at you with the cutest flustered expression your eyes had ever witnessed. "W-what was that for?" Even the way that he slightly stumbled on his words while trying to regain his composure was absolutely adorable in your eyes. You sure caught him off guard with that kiss.

You gave him a closed-eyed smile in return. "I couldn't resist it, you looked too cute." 

Before Riddle had any time to retort or react to your comment, a small sneeze elicited from your mouth, which, in turn, immediately switched Riddle's reaction from shying away from your previous actions, back to sighing lowly under his breath, mouth opening to finish off his previous point.

"See, this is why I told you to properly warm up for this." He muttered under his breath with a slight shake to his head. "Come on, we're done right? Let's go back inside before either one of us catches a cold."

You made no move to resist Riddle's decision as he slipped his hand into yours and tugged you along with him back into the warmth of your house. You had already accomplished what you had came for, after all.

"Thank you for doing this with me, Riddle. I really had fun making the snowman with you."

You took the slight squeeze of his hand and the small smile that showed on his face as an indicator that he felt the same.

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Your body slightly shivered despite the thick layers of clothing and blankets you had draped upon you, raising your hand up to stifle another upcoming cough that seemed to just double in intensity every other time.

Moments later and you heard a series of knocks sound from the other side of your room's entrance. You replied with a hoarse 'come in' in response, and was soon greeted with the sight of your red-haired boyfriend as he nudged the door open with his elbows to enter. His hands were occupied with a tray containing what seems to be a hot cup of tea, a bowl of soup, and a small bottle of cough syrup.

Said boy sighed upon seeing the miserable state you were in, plopping the tray in his hand on your bedside table before pulling out a chair and sitting down next to your bed.

You groaned, already sensing the, you’ll admit, well deserved lecture about to come from his mouth. “I know, I know. I should’ve listened to your words, I thought I was invincible to the cold but apparently I’m not.” You could barley finish out your words before another tingle formed inside your throat, sending you into a small coughing fit. Although you still maganed to mutter out some words in between. "But seriously, how come I'm the only one who got sick?"

An exhale exited Riddle's mouth, opting to just ignore your question while opening up the jar of medicine to pour some of the pink liquid into a spoon he had readied beforehand. He made sure you were no longer hacking your lungs out before he presented you with the now filled-up spoon, his other hand hovering underneath so there wouldn’t be any possibility of anything spilling on your bed and staining your sheets.

“Here, take this. It should help soothe your sore throat.” Cold metal gently prodded your lips as he ushered you to swallow the medicine down. No matter how many times your drank any type of liquid medication, it still amazed you how someone could come up with something so disgusting in taste. And they even had the nerve to label it as strawberry flavoured too, as if it could ever compare!

Having noticed the repulsed expression on your face, Riddle handed you the tray that had the bowl of soup and cup of tea he had placed down on the table earlier. "I'm not that great at cooking but I took this soup recipe from Trey a while ago and it's quite simple, so I hope it turned out good."

He then pointed to a strip of candy-looking drops. "I also brought some cough drops, they should help with your throats itchiness."

Dipping your spoon into the warm liquid and lifting it up to your mouth, you were quite shocked yet at the same time pleased at how it tasted. Not that you expected the flavour to be terrible or anything, but your boyfriend didn't really spend much time in the kitchen, so it was kind of a surprise to you how he managed to whip up something like this so quickly, and with a great taste too.

"It tastes great, thank you." A smile stretched on your face to show your gratitude.

Even though you were shivering from the icky feeling that the cold had bestowed upon you, you felt yourself internally warm up at your boyfriend's sweet attempt at taking care of you. Which then in turn prompted you to lean forward in your bed, using one of your hands as support as your other reached out to gently boop Riddle's nose with your pointer finger. 

From what you could collect from Riddle's expression, it was apparent that this was the first time someone had shown said act to the red-haired boy, as he seemed a little startled and confused about your action, not knowing what to make of it.

His reaction prompted you to explain your thoughts behind said action. "Since I can't kiss you now because I'm sick, I decided I'll be booping your nose instead until I'm my normal self again." 

Riddle seemed at a loss of words at your explanation, and instead just mumbled out in a low voice, "You're an idiot."

You grinned, as you knew there wasn't any true bad meaning behind his words. "But you still love me, right?"

"That...I can't deny, yes."

❥︎ As always, comments and reblogs are always highly appreciated <33

Hetty

[hettyoon]

❥︎ Characters; Riddle Rosehearts + Lilia Vanrouge Game; Twisted Wonderland

❥︎ Genre; Boyfriend scenario || holding their face and calling them pretty

❥︎ Warnings; none just pure fluff つ◕◡◕つ

❥︎ Notes; I drew these chibi lilia and riddle panels and coloured them to put in my scenarios, but than realised that they dont go with my theme so I changed them to be both entirely purple shaded instead hehe :)

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❥︎ 𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒;

You were sitting beside your boyfriend, Riddle, silently admiring him as he shuffled through some books and papers that were scattered across the wooden table in front of you.

Both of you had exams coming up the next week, so you came up with a suggestion to Riddle and asked him if he wanted to have study sessions together, to which he saw no problem in and agreed to.

Noticing that you had yet to say a word to him, and that you have been staring at his face for the past 2 minutes or so, Riddle turned to face you, giving you a confused expression along with it. "Is there something wrong?"

You couldn't hold yourself back any longer and your hands shot out to cup the boy's face, slightly squishing his soft cheeks with the tip of your fingers, to which elected a small sound of surprise from Riddle. "Not really, just wanted to tell you how pretty you are."

It took a few moments for the words to settle down in Riddle's mind but once they did, his cheeks blossomed into a light shade of pink, and you could easily spot the flustered expression that had started to grow on his features too.

"What are you talking about." He mumbled, hands reaching up to meet yours as he gently removed them from his face and placed them down between the both of you, to further save him any more embarrassment. Although it seems that said action didn't do much, in fact, your hands sufficed as a cover up for the cute expression he donned. Now his tinted face was in an even clearer view to you.

While the couple following seconds passed in silence, it wasn't long after till you heard him mumble a response to your words. "It's the other way round." He squeezed your hands that were still in his grip to further convey his feelings. "Those should be my words."

❥︎ 𝐋𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐄;

You and Lilia were sitting down together in one of the rooms of the Diasomnia dorm after the latter had suggested to play a video game together, to which you happily agreed to.

It was getting a bit chilly so you paused the game and stood up, telling Lilia that you were going to go bring a blanket for you both.

After coming back, fluffy blanket in hand, you sat back in your place next to the short fae before draping the blanket over the both of you.

Lilia was busy fiddling with one of the games settings, and you took the distraction of the short fae as an invitation to silently admire him from the side.

Of course, you silence and unwavering gaze didn't go unnoticed by Lilia, "Hmm? Is there something on my face? You've been staring at me for quite the while." He chuckled at the end of his sentence.

You shook your head, "No, nothing like that it's just," lifting your hands up to his pale cheeks, you gently held both sides of his face, letting it rest between your palms before saying, "You're so pretty."

Lilia's curious expression didn't last for long, for the corners of his mouth soon curled up into a smile upon hearing the words that left your lips.

"My my, someone's sure being bold today." With your hands still on his cheeks, the fae lifted his hands up to cup your face, returning the gesture. Lilia then inched closer to you so he can land a swift kiss on the tip of your nose, a grin bestowing his features afterwards.

"Thank you, but I'm pretty sure that you're the pretty one here."

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Hetty

[hettyoon]

AHHH NARU THIS IS SO CUTE OML 🥺

Your writing is just *mwah* ,, perfect as usual <3

Hello there! May I request a fem!reader that's flirty/playful, but becomes flustered when the person she's fallen for flirts back? With Jamil, Azul, and Trey, please ^^

-- ! oh how the tables turn! i hope these were enjoyable, cause at some point i felt like i was writing the same thing over and over again- //eyo would u look at that i'm still breathing-

✧ Jamil Viper, Azul Ashengrotto & Trey Clover flirting back with flirtatious!reader

✧ fem!reader

✧ It's hard to fluster him. Even if he has a giant crush on you, it will be incredibly hard to actually try to make him blush or get flustered. A lot of things doesn't faze him, even if the one doing such gestures were someone he liked.

✧ Usually he brushes off your playful or flirtatious jokes aside, rolling his eyes in amusement at your antics. He's used to physical touch as well so he doesn't really budge in general when you do add a few touches to your jokes. A lot of things doesn't faze him, even if the one doing such intimate gestures would happen to be someone he has growing feelings for. ｡ﾟ(TヮT)ﾟ｡

✧ But the more you stay close to him, the more he will figure out about your usual antics and such. He does after all want to figure out if there's a hidden meaning behind your actions after all, or if this is just your usual self.

✧ Which is how he figures you like to play with hair an awful lot of times. Twirling a strand around when you lean over his place on the desk when you visit the classroom or brushing against the hair accessories near his temple.

✧ And then comes the day where he wonders how you would react if he started to answer your antics in the same manner you initiate it. When he sees your hand go towards his hair, he will quickly but softly grab a hold of it, making sure you look at your locked hands before intertwining each finger slowly together. And then he will lean in, your surprised eyes snapping towards his and he's got you right where he wants you to be.

✧ Still keeping eye contact with you, he will then slowly slip his hand that was entertwined with yours free, before using the same hand to brush your hair back. Gliding the same hand through your strands before softly grabbing a lock of it and pressing it to his lips. Seeing your flushed face and the way you keep trying to utter words makes him smirk, a low chuckle coming out from his parted lips: "Oh? So you get this flustered when you get the same treatment, hmm?" Yeah, good luck. (*￣▽￣)b

✧ Decently good at hiding it, but will break down if you poke around him enough. A deep flush overtaking his pale cheeks as he glares at you, however you sense no animosity from the dorm leader as the glare is only momentarily before he sighs and directs his focus back on his work.

✧ He can't ignore you even if he tried, whether you guys be in the middle of a class or at Mostro Lounge. Azul is a person who interacts with people on the daily and his senses are literally honed to answer to every call of his name or every brush of his shoulder. Grab his shoulder softly and he's already turning his head towards you.

✧ As much as he tries, and fails to ignore you he gets another set of teasing whenever you leave by the twins who are very much amused by how flustered you manage to make him. But while Floyd has a blast laughing his ass off, Jade will provide the necessary pointers for Azul to wonder: Why do you tease him so much?

✧ Grabbing his hat whenever you stop by the VIP room, giving various compliments whenever you come by and sometimes even leaning over to whisper a sweet word that makes him go beet red. And he realizes, that you never fail to come by at the exact same hour with the same playful smile. ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

✧ So one day when you enter the VIP room, Azul merely ignores you, the slight twitch of his hand when he heard you call him the only indicator that he was trying hard to not heed your calls. And with every ignored call of his name he can hear the gradual pout forming in your voice, and when you start to move around to get closer to him that's when he strikes.

✧ Turning around to grab your arm and pull you down onto his lap, the surprised yelp almost immediately silenced when your face gets awfully close to Azuls, the merman only tilting his head to the side with a sly smile: "Did you miss getting attention from me that much? It had merely been 15 minutes and yet you almost look like you're about to burst into tears," and while his own ears feels a bit hot, Azul is very surprised but incredibly pleased to see you blush even harder than he has during the moments where you teased him. (￣ω￣)

✧ Used to it. Doesn't mind it, even laughs wholeheartedly at your flirtatious or playful remarks at him. He does sort of see Cater whenever you do play around with him being how Cater also spew compliments left and right - whether or not he means it.

✧ Which is why whenever you do greet him, he's quick to greet back with an easygoing smile. Heck he even comments on whatever flirty or playful remark you give him: "Ah, that's a new one," or: "Oh? You almost got me with that one," and so on. Have fun trying to actually make this man blush, it would be pretty hard with how he brushes things off with a smile half the time.

✧ He does wonder if there are any hidden meanings around it though, but you practically sees Cater whenever you act like that so it's hard for him to actually pin down if your flirtatious jokes directed towards him are something you genuinely mean or if it's just how you act in general. Nevertheless, he does enjoy your company since you usually arrive when he's alone. ╰(▔∀▔)╯

✧ The day that he manages to fluster you though? It's not planned at all, an accident actually. Because the events before said epiphany is as normal. You come by, all smiles and with the goal to fluster the vice dorm leader before you. While he's in the middle of baking, frankly the worst part to actually try because he's probably too focused with the matter in hand to actually pay attention to you.

✧ But then you offer to help him, and Trey is mildly surprised since usually you would just sit by a nearby chair and talk to him. Sometimes asking if he can feed you a bit of that cream himself with a wink. So he lets you help, and realizes that you're as messy as a newborn kitten learning how to walk for the first time. He does find your whole inexperience adorable though. But you're now just on whipping cream duty, he's not sacrificing his ingredients for you.

✧ When Trey realises there's a huge dollop of cream on your cheek he's scooping it up with a finger and licking it off without much thought, remarking on how it needs a bit more sugar. But when you don't seem to move after that gesture, his eyes glance over at you only to see your face beet red and that's when he pieces two and two together and a sinister smirk grazes his lips: "Oh? So this whole time, the one that's easily embarassed over such initmate gestures were you all along?" (￢‿￢ )