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[johnpriceslamb]

🎀 - less than 500 words

𝓐𝓡𝓣𝓗𝓤𝓡 𝓜𝓞𝓡𝓖𝓐𝓝

❥︎ arthur w a feminine! gf

꒰ ❥ mini drabble ꒱

❥︎ shy greetings and sweet actions

꒰ ❥ Mary-Beth being a giant tease and a flirt to reader . hyper-feminine! reader . fem! reader . many pet names in use . awkward-written ending . quick luv stori . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . reader has a dada and a mama . 2.3k words ꒱

❥︎ presents from whom

꒰ ❥ hyper-feminine! reader . fem! reader . reader is implied to be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . love sick Arthur . 1.2k words . Very quick mention of wlw Sadie ꒱

❥︎ untitled (🎀)

꒰ ❥ hyper fem reader as usuuaaaal . fem ! reader . > 100 wordiez ꒱

❥︎ untitled2 (🎀)

꒰ ❥ mini babble . hyper-fem reader as usual -.- arthur being a bit jealous is a bit of an understatement ;3 . > 100 wordiez ꒱

❥︎ beloved caregiver

꒰ ❥ fem ! reader . little ! reader . Arthur Morgan if he was a caregiver/papa . fluff fluff fluff . cowboy papa ?! . reader is mentioned 2 have hair that allows itself to be brushed easily . OOC Arthur -.- . mini head cannons ꒱

❥︎ my hero

꒰ ❥ Hyper-fem(?) ! reader . female ! reader . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . gun-slinging mention . brute cowboy bf x shy princess gf . arthur morgan being a complete nut over u . harassment . attempted assault . not proof-read :P . very rushed ‘m sorriiii!!! . 1.6k wrds ꒱

❥︎ may I please sit on your lap?

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . afab ! reader . reader is physically shorter than chars mentioned below . suggestive themes implied . wrds . not edited . not proof-read . Javier ver touchy . google translated Spanish . John is very drunk . 1.4k wrd-count ꒱

❥︎ always forever

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-fem ! reader . Arthur Morgan is a die-for 4 his sweetheart gf . OOC ! Arthur Morgan . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than character mentioned below . not proof-read . 1.0k wrdz ꒱

❥︎ caught (🎀)

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter den him . OOC ! Arthur maybe ? . flufflfufffluff . not proofread nor edited . ~ 500 wrdz ꒱

❥︎ fawn

꒰ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . crybbie reader sorraiiii . Karen’s a meanie pants but she loves reader . 1.1k wrd count. ꒱

❥︎ his fairy

꒰ ❥ hyper-feminine ! reader . female ! reader . reader is mentioned to be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . lovesick Arthur Morgan . super-shy reader . rugged cowboy bf x mini baker gf . fluff . Age gap implied . 7k words ꒱

❥︎ angelique

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . 1k wrd count. ꒱

❥︎ threaded elegance

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . very suggestive content w/ javier . close proximity . reader is mentioned to be physically smaller than said chars . poorly google translates spanish >.> . not proof read nor edited . wrd count/1.2k ꒱

❥︎ opposite attracts

꒰ ❥︎ In which Arthur Morgan becomes your hubby at the end of the year / mini series ꒱

𝓒𝓗𝓐𝓡𝓛𝓔𝓢 𝓢𝓜𝓘𝓣𝓗

❥︎ Charles Smith as a caregiver (🎀)

꒰ ❥mini drabble ꒱

❥︎ Charles w a feminine! gf

꒰ ❥mini drabble ꒱

❥︎ ︎may I please sit on your lap?

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . afab ! reader . reader is physically shorter than chars mentioned below . suggestive themes implied . wrds . not edited . not proof-read . Javier ver touchy . google translated Spanish . John is very drunk . 1.4k wrd-count ꒱

❥︎ threaded elegance

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . very suggestive content w/ javier . close proximity . reader is mentioned to be physically smaller than said chars . poorly google translates spanish >.> . not proof read nor edited . wrd count/1.2k ꒱

𝓙𝓐𝓥𝓘𝓔𝓡 𝓔𝓢𝓒𝓤𝓔𝓛𝓛𝓐

❥︎ may I please sit on your lap?

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . afab ! reader . reader is physically shorter than chars mentioned below . suggestive themes implied . wrds . not edited . not proof-read . Javier ver touchy . google translated Spanish . John is very drunk . 1.4k wrd-count ꒱

❥︎ knight and shining

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . VERY SUGGESTIVE . No actual NSFW . 1k wrd count. ꒱

❥︎ threaded elegance

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . very suggestive content w/ javier . close proximity . reader is mentioned to be physically smaller than said chars . poorly google translates spanish >.> . not proof read nor edited . wrd count/1.2k ꒱

𝓙𝓞𝓗𝓝 𝓜𝓐𝓡𝓢𝓣𝓞𝓝

❥︎ may I please sit on your lap?

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . afab ! reader . reader is physically shorter than chars mentioned below . suggestive themes implied . wrds . not edited . not proof-read . Javier ver touchy . google translated Spanish . John is very drunk . 1.4k wrd-count ꒱

❥︎ threaded elegance

꒰ ❥ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . very suggestive content w/ javier . close proximity . reader is mentioned to be physically smaller than said chars . poorly google translates spanish >.> . not proof read nor edited . wrd count/1.2k ꒱

𝓙𝓞𝓗𝓝 𝓟𝓡𝓘𝓒𝓔

❥︎ Papa Price (🎀)

꒰ ❥ mini drabble ꒱

❥︎ …Daddy. (🎀)

꒰ ❥ mini drabble ꒱

𝓖𝓗𝓞𝓢𝓣

❥︎ Ghost as a caregiver (🎀)

꒰ ❥ mini drabble ꒱

❥︎ sick days

꒰ ❥ littlespace ! reader . fem ! reader. afab ! reader . caregiver ! Simon Riley . sickiesickie reader :c . da snifliez . reader is mentioned 2 be physically smaller den simon . not proof-read . OOC !!! simon . 1.3k words ꒱

𝓚Ö𝓝𝓘𝓖

𝓚𝓡𝓤𝓔𝓖𝓔𝓡

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Conrad Richter, Untitled2, Latex thread, various dimensions

$200

[hjxmalai]

Though today was a political minefield, Cherry was choosing to ignore it in favor of the kids. Mostly. Her eyes did get a bit watery as she pictured memories of her childhood, her mom holding her hand at the sapling plantings. Or when she saw kids swimming in the river. But, she could keep it together for the kids. Besides, today was a day to embrace her connection to the dryads.

"Thankfully, most of the kids don't realize what is going on," she said. "It's a bit hard to explain the entire situation."

Cherry smiled as she watched the children giggling and proudly displaying their handmade flower crowns. Seeing their innocent joy brought a warmth to her heart, momentarily easing the weight of the political tension that loomed over the revelry. "They're excited to decorate the sanctuary with everything. Though, I think Sunhee is going to end up giving you some of them."

"I definitely think I am having the most fun at the revelry with them around." As she spoke, Cherry absentmindedly plucked a delicate blossom from her hair and twirled it between her fingertips. The floral scent filled the air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the surrounding forest. The familiar grounding presence of nature calmed her racing thoughts, if only for a moment. "Do you ever miss being that young?"

he gives sunhee a smile and a little wave as she heads back to the other children, waving hello to some of the other children as they notice his arrival and start waving excitedly at him. at least they're happy to see him. more than he can say for some of the others at the revelry, who view him as untrustworthy, or worse, a traitor, given his... complicated history with the royal families and the humans alike.

rubbing at the frosting on his pants with a frown - blue, of all things. he'd have to spot treat it if he wanted any hope of salvaging the pair - bit hums noncommittally. "as much as i can be, i suppose." he won't bore her with the politics of the whole thing. it's not her business anyway, despite her ties to the nymph community. besides, it's enough to make his head spin, and he's used to dealing with it, so he can only imagine how convoluted it looks to any outside eyes.

"it's horribly boring of me to admit, but i think that i mostly enjoy the revelry vicariously through the planning of it, rather than through the actual event itself." not because he didn't like the revelry - quite the opposite in fact - but more so that it always meant he was especially busy, as the face for human and nymph relations. "this year that's especially true." it's not as if the anti-nymph sentiment had gone away, just because of the event, and they all could feel it permeating through the cheer and good will.

he shakes his head, however, as though to indicate he didn't want to bring the conversation down further by talking about it. "and yourself? it seems that the children are having fun, at least." it always makes things easier when they are. nothing like upset children to ruin one's day.

[hjxzia]

Zia liked this human. Maybe she wouldn't kill her. At least, not today. The hunger was quiet and she was in a good mood after this morning's activities. Though this one was human and reeked of pirate blood, at least she wasn't a mermaid. Then, Zia would have to turn into a bird right here and now.

She climbed off her perch and came face to face with Haeun. "Maybe a little of both," she said.

Zia was solely here to create discord. "I just came to put it on record that I'd never have an affair with your relative." She thought for a moment. "The new mayor, maybe, but frankly I could do better than the last one."

She didn't care that she was currently talking to the man's family. Close, distant, it didn't matter. "Not that he wasn't interested, I'm sure. He had a very particular... taste. Or so I heard from a little birdie." That birdie being Yeji before she disappeared.

"Besides, I don't deal with cheaters. Well, except to peck their eyes out." She made a little gesture, giggling slightly. Really, that was also proof enough she hadn't kill that stodgy old fart. It wasn't messy enough.

There was no way she was keeping track of how many times she had circled the running path. All Haeun knew was there was music screaming in her ears as her feet hit the pavement. Her thoughts were fully consumed by that police report. By the rumors she had been hearing. The fingers being pointed from left to right. In her mind, it was all some bullshit. She was a pirate blooded that didn’t believe a thing until it was proven.

They didn’t let her examine the body. ‘Because it was a family member,’ they said. Again, a whole load of bullshit.

Those thoughts had been consuming her for days. While she worked. While she was at home. When she worked out. Nothing seemed to snap her out of the genuine distaste she had over all of it. It made her suspicious. Her instincts told her something was off but every time she tried to investigate it, there was nothing but roadblocks.

Hence the run she was keeping no track of. Sweat cascading in all the places it normally did in the body as she finally stopped for a breath. Close to the beach, allowing the cool breeze to help her heated skin. Taking a drink of the water she had in her hand, she found herself idly looking for a seat on what was like a boardwalk. Finally, like her body relax for a minute.

Haeun leaned her head back, finally enjoying the sun for a little while before she could feel a shadow fall over her. She didn’t open and eye but decided to speak, “here for me or the view?”

OPEN STARTER

[hjxjongsu]

Jongsu hadn't seen his son in a while. He wondered if he had finally given and bought himself hearing aids. His son was a stubborn child and not fond of change. Much like Jongsu himself now that he thought about it. It was amazing how much they had in common, considering a lack of biological relationship.

He thought for a moment about all the things he did with his off-time. "Depends on the time," he said. He had picked up assorted odd hobbies throughout the years. "Consistently, I like archives and museums. I already have a degree in history." How old was that thing now? Was it time to update it? "Oh, and sports." That seemed like a good way to refer to his swordsmanship.

Jongsu's chivalry took over. He quickly took off his suit jacket and put it on Remi. "Here. This should keep you warm until we get to your truck."

his son?

remi blinks. perhaps not quite as young as he'd thought jongsu to be, then. either that, or he'd had kids young.

"oh, yeah. that would be cool. i mean, i don't know really any deaf people around here yet." is jongsu trying to set him up with his kid or something? people always pull that oh, let me introduce you to my... whenever they're trying to set you up, don't they? then again, jongsu's kid can't possibly be remi's age. that math doesn't... math right. "i'm not totally deaf, just mostly. i didn't wanna ruin my hearing aids, though. water-resistant, not water-proof, yknow?"

if jongsu having a son was a revelation, the fact he didn't watch movies might be more egregious, brow furrowing in confusion. "what do you mean you don't watch tv or movies? what do you like... do with your time? no offense." documentaries? what was he, 80? "yeah, captain america's pretty cool. bucky's my favourite in the movies. i like the comic book version of hawkeye best, though. he's like me. deaf, bi, and dumb."

he grins, obviously not taking the self-deprecation all that seriously. "c'mon, we're sitting ducks out here." heading back towards the center, remi tries to keep a low profile. "i mean, i brought towels. they're in my truck though. i just expected to suck at this less." can't be good at everything, he supposes. god had to humble him somehow. "i'm just cold, 's all. no big."

[hjxjongsu]

Jongsu had to say, the typical college experience? Kind of fun. He thought it would feel more like work, but there was something amusing about watching them get soaked. It reminded him of splashing his fellow naiads when he was little; it made him feel young again.

It took him a moment to process what they were saying. Then, it clicked. Ah. He was like Youngho. Well, he was a bit rusty, as his son hadn't visited in a while, but he was sure the muscle memory would probably kick in during the conversation.

He began signing while speaking. "Oh, I'm not a professor. And my name is Jongsu." He used his name sign, holding his own hand. His son gave it to him, saying the day Jongsu reached out his hand to him was engraved in his memory. It was apparently 'the best memory of Yongho's life'. "I am just auditing the Hanjeong History class." Though, he wasn't sure he would continue. It mostly made him angry. He could definitely teach it better and he had only been back for fifty years so far.

He looked at him a bit quizzically. "What is a winter soldier though?" he asked. "I am more than happy to escort you though. It's certainly not my first time." After all, he had acted as a bodyguard to royalty quite a few times.

"wh-" turning to face jongsu in confusion as the man all but snatches the mostly-empty water gun from him, remi doesn't even get a word in edgewise before the other man snaps into action.

well, fuck, okay. his best course of action is to stay out of jongsu's way, he's pretty sure, ducking down to crouch behind the half-wall he'd been using for cover and watching in silent awe as the man easily dispatches the student who'd been targeting them.

he's caught off guard by a hand extended towards him, having not been paying attention, lost in thoughts that he'd rather not have heard out loud. "huh?"

looking up at jongsu's face, he catches the end of what the man is saying, having missed the beginning in his daze. "oh! remi." he shakes jongsu's hand, using it to help himself back to his feet before letting go. "sorry, i can't hear you if i'm not looking right now." looking a little sheepish about not having disclosed that sooner, he shrugs. "you said something about a class, though, i think?"

his hair's starting to get annoying, so he uses one of his bracelets, which is definitely not meant for such a task but he doesn't have a hair-tie, to tie it up into a little half-ponytail, keeping it out of his face. "y'know what, never mind, what was that? you just went all... winter soldier on them, that was insane." he laughs, a bit incredulous. "swooning's not strong enough to describe what i'm feeling anymore, i don't think. god damn, dude. forget me escorting you, if anything i want you to escort me." he's talking a little loud, unable to control his volume all that well without his hearing aids, but unable to feel embarrassed about it for the same reason.

[hjxjongsu]

Jongsu wondered when it was a good time to mention that he was not, in fact, a professor. Though, he supposed the briefcase certainly gave the wrong impression. In one of his many past lives, he has worked in business and still dressed the part. Well, when he wasn't half-naked among the naiads anyways.

He looked down at his clothes. Right. They were nice. Jongsu didn't hold much stock in material things, but they were name brand. In fact, they were probably classics now since he has brought some of them over in the 60s.

Before he could finally correct him, the water balloons began flying. Instinctively, Jongsu dodged to the side. A few un-popped balloons fell among the torrent. He grabbed one and launched it with great force, watching it smack a college student straight in the face. He then grabbed the water gun from the college kid's hand and shot it at another assailant. The water to the eyes distracted them long enough for Jongsu to launch another water balloon.

Suddenly, he remembered he was not in an actual warzone. Well, this was awkward. But, he did like to win. Jongsu handed back the water fun. He continued the conversation with the college kid, acting as if he didn't just launch into evasive maneuvers and attack mode. "Actually, I'm a student. Sort of. I'm auditing a class. Jongsu," he said, extending a hand to shake.

"damn, okay. the confidence, i'm swooning." laughing, remi shakes his head. "what class do you teach? i gotta get in on whatever it is." he doesn't wait for an answer, however, too distracted by a water balloon hitting him square between the shoulder blades.

"aw, man! did they send you over here to distract me?" whipping around, remi stands on his toes to try to see over the barrier he had thought he was hidden behind, trying to spot where the person throwing balloons their way is hiding. brow furrowed in concentration, he makes a frustrated noise as he can't see anyone. his fault for being short and brightly coloured, he supposes.

he can't hear jongsu whenever he's not facing him, having left his hearing aids back in his truck, not wanting them to get wet, so he hopes the man isn't saying anything worth hearing.

"anyway, uh, it's supposed to be whoever is less wet whenever all the balloons are gone, but it's kinda just descended into chaos, mostly. i've gotta get back to where there's more supplies, otherwise i'm fuckin' done for. i can cover you on our way through though if you want, prof." he glances back to jongsu with a little smirk. "even if you can handle it. would hate for you to get your nice clothes wet just because you're in the battleground."

[hjxmalai]

Cherry tried not to laugh in amusement. Sunhee had frequently drawn pictures of "Mr. Bit", asking Cherry to give them to him if she couldn't do it herself. Whatever the attachment was, she found it adorable. Well, when Cherry wasn't filled awkwardness. After all, Bit was a longtime advisor for the old royal family and Cherry was best friends with Osuke. Despite her complicated relationship with the current royal family, he had always been there.

Cherry's place in Hanjeong was always questionable, even among the nymphs. There was no world she could fully belong to, but today, she could embrace that part of her culture. Unfortunately, she also got to embrace the current anti-nymph sentiments plaguing Hanjeong. And she had to look after her little saplings to make sure they'd be fine.

"Thank you for returning them to me. Clearly, she doesn't understand the concept of placing roots," she said. That was what she told the kids when they needed to stay put. "Looks like someone wanted to explore a bit early."

"Sunhee, let go of Mr. Bit," she said, firmly. The child reluctantly let go of Bit. "Now, go play with your friends." The child wandered away, albeit pouting. However, the child would forget soon enough. Kids were resilient like that. "I swear, she'll give me gray hair one of these days. Are you enjoying the revelry?"

"mister bit, mister bit!" a voice from behind him gives him about three-seconds heads up to turn around, before a tiny body crashes into his legs, wrapping around them in as tight a hug as a four year old can muster. he'd thought he'd have more time before the children took notice of him, but sunhee had always sworn that bit was her favourite, despite the fact he only helped out in the daycare sporadically, whenever he had free time or there was an emergency.

"hello, sunhee." he rests his hand gently on top of the dryad's head, looking around to see if malai or any of the other daycare employees are in sight. "what are you doing out here by yourself, hm?"

"we're walkin' round! look!" the little girl presents bit with a half-eaten cookie, the frosting of which he's positive is now smeared into the knee of his pants. so much for looking nice, then. not like she hasn't seen him look worse before, but he'd wanted to make a good impression, for once.

"wow, a cookie! that's lovely." spying the rest of the children on the other side of the lair, relief floods him that he doesn't have to be in charge of a child on top of everything else. "let's go see miss cherry, hm? i want to say hello, and it's time for you to go back to your friends."

it's a little bit awkward, as she won't let go of his legs, forcing him to take stilted steps, attracting attention as the little girl squeals with glee as she's given a ride with each step, but he eventually makes it back to the group of children from the daycare, shooting malai an awkward smile. "i found this one. sunhee, you need to let go now."

"noooooo!" the girl whines, holding a handful of bit's pants tight in her little fist. "wanna stay with you." bit sighs, shutting his eyes for a moment to collect himself, before giving malai a pleading look. he doesn't mind entertaining the children, usually, but with this being the new mayor's first spring revelry in office, bit's been playing host and tour guide for the better part of the morning. he's not sure why she doesn't just ask the monarch, or even gaeul, but nooo, it has to be bit. why be seen interacting with the nymph monarchy during these turbulent times? not like that's important.

@hjxmalai

[hjxjongsu]

Despite having a degree in history, Jongsu still audited the occasional class. After all, the world was a vast place. Still, he had never gone through the actual college experience. Well, not the modern one. His degree was... a bit outdated at this point.

Despite his stoic exterior, Jongsu did have a hand in raising his kids. It was unusual for the times, at least, among the humans, but he knew what it was like to be without them. Maybe that was why he was imbued with insurmountable patience. Even if he was nearly pelted with water balloons.

Admittedly, that could have also been because he was a naiad. Water was not exactly going to ruin his day.

Jongsu looked at his potential opponents. He chuckled to himself. "Sorry, but I think if I joined in, it would easily go in my favor." After all, he had been in an actual war. "Though, this does seem more fun." The celebration didn't exactly change much. "How do you know who wins?"

"god, fuck- sorry! you scared the shit out of me, jesus christ. has anybody ever told you you should wear a bell?" taking a breath, remi stops wielding the water balloon in his hands like a weapon whenever he notices the other doesn't have one. what a relief too, he's soaked, and his water gun's empty, having been trying to make it back to the refill station whenever he'd suddenly rounded a corner and damn near had a heart attack upon encountering another person.

"are you in on... this?" he gestures vaguely towards the other college students attacking each other with water balloons and guns, a pretty impressive turnout considering it had been arranged the day before on one of the message boards the university had.

remi should know, he's the one who arranged it.

"if you're not, you should probably go that way." pushing wet bleached hair from his eyes so he might actually be able to read their lips if they try talking to him, remi points back the way the other presumably came from, back towards town square and whatever boring history celebration they're having out there. "the fight's mostly over here."