curseofarose

[curseofarose]

！☆ | welcome to k’s fanfics ! ✍️

→ PAIRING : xiaother

→ “ his warmth is my home . ” — xiao x

aether , angst , fluff , it’s from xiao’s

pov (?) , very short !

— a/n : i must write about them. they’re my babies, always have been and always will be! they’re so precious to me, especially xiao, so i must write about how utterly in love and safe he is with aether!

let’s gooo!!

And there Aether was.

In all his golden glory, pure and warm, guiding like a ray of sunshine breaking through a gloomy dark sky. Naturally, Xiao gravitated towards him before he could even think about it, his fingers aching to grasp that warmth and never let go, the urge cradle and preserve so it never would dim.

It was that moment, when a leaf crunched beneath his shoe at the first step towards him, he was met with the pinnacle of it all, that wonderfully bright smile topped by a twinkle in amber eyes, turning towards him as recognition glimmered in them.

And he felt himself positively melting.

It seemed as if those eyes were sun rays themselves, seeing as his skin tingled with warmth as they dragged over it, taking him in. Xiao still wasn’t used to basking in such warmth, such welcoming attention, and every time he found it was like experiencing it for the first time.

Getting lost in them.

So much that he didn’t realise Aether was getting closer, and it was too late to react when a peck to his cheek startled him out of his trance. He was too warm to not be alert now.

He wanted to splutter out a protest. Retreat into himself. Push away that warmth from his own darkness, fearful he would be the one to dim it.

But it seemed to permeate through regardless, forgetting about the coldness that shackled and chained him within. And when he made eye contact again, dragging his bashful gaze back to them like a moth to a flame, he felt those chains melt away.

Because he remembered this was his home. His safe place.

“I’m back.”

It was soft. So gentle that Xiao was frozen. Was that gentleness really directed towards him? He didn’t need to protect himself? Was he really allowed to touch? His own coldness wouldn’t make that voice shake and tremble? Make it break?

It wouldn’t. Not as it carried so much love and adoration. He knew it did. It was too strong and he had rested on it many a time, and he knew exactly how to.

He felt the rigidness of his limbs melt away and he let out a quiet sigh of relief, allowing his body to act on that instinct, while cradling Aether in his arms, a strong reminder of safety and warmth.

Xiao was home, this person was his home.

！☆ — extra information :

— originally i had actually written this in my notes with no names used, just with xiaother in mind so i just filled in their names 😭 dont mind that :D

— thank you for reading!!

[curseofarose]

！☆ | welcome to k’s diary of ideas ! 💡

→ OC WIP 1 : “ i wish to know the whole

of you . ” — demon! male oc x you , angst

, unfinished/wip

— in the sense, he’s a demon who looks terrifying and unsettling, added to the fact he can consume you, but if you take a moment to see the cracks and tears in his built body, you’ll see the vulnerability and suffering beneath.

you wish to understand, but he does not speak of it.

a little insight into the desperate want to do so.

Wanting to be consumed had never come so easily until now.

A humanoid being stood before you, uncanny in its appearance, with black horns that stretched up towards the night sky they seemed to merge with, the colour bleeding into his unruly hair like a waterfall cascading, engulfing the once pure white it was — only the strange streaks were proof of this.

And trailing down, his tail flicked behind him in an almost enchanting manner, dancing as if to drawn you in. But if you looked closely, this was merely a judge by his cover, for the gauges and cuts within it matching the ones in his horns gave away a history of much pain, and it swayed gently, like it was being carried by a welcoming breeze.

It was unfortunate, his appearance, for he was truly gentle.

In the way his dark wings outstretched with a heartbreaking tremble, signifying the sheer pain he suffered everyday from carrying the weight of them, of who he was. And again, though they were typically used to propel him towards his prey or display his sheer manner of power, he instead cradled you into his arms with a gentle push of his wings, encasing you into the ruffled feathers and protecting you from harm.

You felt like… being consumed by this demon wouldn’t be so bad.

Perhaps you’d finally have your wish granted — to be able to understand what was happening in his head, or what had happened to leave such deep marks on his body and mind, pick him apart and piece him back together with the same care he presents in the cradling of you.

Before, the idea of a demon consuming you was repulsive, but wishing for it came as easily as wishing for a summer sun on a gloomy winter day.

But he was still afraid.

“You’re thinkin’ too hard. What’s up, mh?”

At the softness of his voice, you looked up from where you had been nuzzled against his chest, resting on it like a lifeline. After all, he was built like a wall — a cracked one at that, how you wanted to study the story of each one and repair it with the gentle caress of love.

You could only smile helplessly, looking into his uncovered left eye.

“Mh… it’s nothing,” A pause. “Let’s sit down, yeah?”

His eye filled with a wave of emotions — sadness, worry, fear… it was too much for such a cracking body. He looked about to protest, in the same way he always did when he thought he had done something wrong. Desperate. Desperate not to lose something so precious.

So much could be conveyed through one eye alone, you pondered mournfully, and you wonder for what must be the millionth time what he must look like with two. Double the pain.

Curse the layer of material that covered it, a plain white eyepatch with a star etched onto the side, something so innocent and pure covering something so deathly and vicious. A reminder of a time so traumatising to him.

You knew this as you could see it in the way he flinched at the mention of potentially unveiling it, or even being asked about “why” or “what.” It was a topic you had dropped since seeing how uncomfortable he was, but it doesn’t make you any less curious… or worried about the deep dark red that pokes just below the star in the corner.

You were distracted again.

He seemed to he lost in his own thoughts too, so you dragged him to sit beside you on the edge of the bed, his bitten and chewed claws tightening and un-tightening with fear.

！☆ | extra information :

— this is very much unfinished, i just wanted to get something out there.

— “you” is actually a placeholder for another oc! my plan is to have this as a pairing and build of it. essentially, this is just world building/a personal diary for my ideas.

— this is my first EVER tumblr post 🥀 i’ve been a lurker for years …

— i am learning hahahdh, i’n just here to get my ideas out because i do have a passion for writing! but i also kinda yap…