Round 1 of preliminaries, group 1
The first two places get a place on the bracket
Little reminder: there will be 2 more rounds of preliminaries, the losing blorbos of this poll still have 2 chances of getting in the official bracket
Propaganda under the cut
Nimona (Nimona)
"Broooooo frfr they're like...............i mean cmon how are they not relatable???????? like everything about them like,,,,,,,,,,,,,, crazy, smart, anti-government, queer, slightly depressed ;-;, tried to commit sewer side ;-;-;-;-;-;....................like cmon"
Twelfth Doctor (Doctor Who)
"Autistic coded. Doesn’t like hugs, can’t read faces, rude unintentionally. Loves his people more than anything."
Blue/Green Oak (Pokemon Red/Blue/Green)
"My father figure is also constantly disappointed in me and it gave me IssuesTM"
Jack Reacher (Reacher Series)
"In the first episode when he was being interviewed by the police detective for the murder and said “in an investigation details matter” I was sold. He was me."
Tsubakura Enraku (Len'en Project)
"They give off very burnt out vibes. They're supposed to be taking over for a shrine priest, but since this is a Touhou-like game, that involves solving incidents (investigating weird shit) and they're don't wanna do any of it. They say as much to everyone who would scold them for shirking on their responsibilities.
They do however give focus to their scientific pursuits (mostly off-screen but you can see the results of their scientific endeavors, such as that time they grew an arm for their friend).
So basically Tsubakura hates doing things they're not interested in but will focus on things they like."
Albedo (Genshin Impact)
No propaganda
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𝑨𝒍𝒃𝒆𝒅𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒂𝒎𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔
꩜ Room Content: Aether x Albedo, fluff, maybe a lil angst?? Aether cries a bit in this, SFW
꩜ A/N: I usually don't write ship fics but I found this poor wip buried under all my other google docs from almost a year ago ;;; have fun reading and find yourself someone who loves you like Albedo loves Aether!
“What do you mean I remind you of a hamster, my dear Aether?”
Bundled together under layers of fuzzy blankets, Albedo tilts his head with a quizzical look towards Aether. Nursing a cup of warm cocoa in his hands, Aether sips at it before replying, "Don't you remember the time I caught you cleaning yourself off in the snow?"
Albedo stares out into the snowstorm outside the laboratory and recalls fondly, "Ah yes, I remember. I was taking a quick clean in the fresh snow by myself before I heard multiple Kamera clicks go off behind a tree. Lo and behold, it was some stalker traveller with a bright red face after getting caught sneaking pictures of his lover showering."
A teasing smirk appears on Albedo’s face as Aether flushes again and nuzzles his face further into the alchemist’s neck. "You make me sound like a creep 'Bedo. How was I supposed to know that that's how you shower? You were just rolling around in the snow! Of course I had to take pictures of such a cute moment!" Albedo takes the cup out of Aether’s hands lest he spills it in his embarrassment and sets it carefully on a table nearby.
Aether turns to his satchel next to him and digs around before fishing out the pictures he took of the other blonde. Fanning out the photographs, he points out one where Albedo is half buried, face first, in a huge pile of snow. The next one has him tossing around in the pristine frost on the ground, a blur of movement against the stark white background. In another, his head is now sticking out of the snow pile with a serene smile as his eyes gaze wistfully off into the distance. Snowflakes litter his hair as stray strands stick out in random directions from rolling around. They adorn his eyelashes and add an ethereal sort of shimmer to the already breathtaking man.
“What were you thinking about in this one?” Aether shifts over closer to Albedo to give him a better look of the picture. Fondness dances in Albedo’s eyes as he chuckles and replies, “I was just wondering when you’d be back to visit me, that’s all.”
The admission catches him terribly off guard. Heat creeps up to Aether’s face, a vibrant crimson overtaking his features as golden eyes widen. Heartbeat racing, he gulps before asking.
“You were… thinking of me?” Aether blurts out as he fiddles with his thumbs, the floor of the cave suddenly a lot more interesting than Albedo’s (gorgeous) face.
“Why do you ask that? Is it so strange for me to miss my lover?” Albedo’s hand finds its way into Aether’s and the traveller didn’t know his face could get this overwhelmingly warm. (He’s sure that he could put out the fire in front of them and he’ll still be radiating enough warmth to withstand the blizzard raging outside.)
The answer settles itself in Aether’s mind and he’s left to ponder the purpose of his question in the first place. Certainly, his partner has a point. Thinking of your lover who’s been away for some time, or in an entirely different region altogether, is perfectly normal. Call it pining, yearning, missing, regardless of the name, it’s all natural in a relationship. And at last, it clicks together in his head.
Ah, perhaps it’s the way such dear words can tumble easily out of Albedo’s mouth.
It’s not that Aether doesn’t receive affection. Far from it even, with how grandmas and grandpas from every nation dote on him after he helps them out, how kids sing praises of him to their parents when he gives them little snacks and treats.
Oh, but the way ‘Bedo says it.
So tenderly and sincerely, a manner in which every word from his lips manages to fill up his own heart with all kinds of sentimental loving that he never thought was possible. A raw sort of romance that burns away and leaves no room for doubt in Aether’s mind that Albedo loves him with each and every single particle of his being.
“No, no, it’s not strange at all…” Aether’s voice comes out a little wobbly, eyes slowly welling up with tears. His hand grips Albedo’s tighter unknowingly, his thumb caressing the rise and fall of the alchemist’s gloved knuckles.
“Oh, love, why are you crying?” Hands move to gingerly cup his face, shifting it until watery gold meets glimmering teal. Albedo’s brows furrow as he wipes away the tears cascading down his lover’s face, the touch nothing less of featherlight and gentle ardour.
“Haha… sorry, I just-” he takes a breath to steady his shaky tone, “-just realised how much I’m loved by you.”
“Oh, you silly traveller. Had I not known better, I would’ve thought you went and hurt your head while you were away.” Although Aether knows that his partner was created from chalk, he swears to all the stars above that he can feel the thrum of Albedo’s heartbeat, even under his gloves. Shuffling is heard as Albedo moves nearer, closing the distance between them until their foreheads touch.
“You deserve all this and so much more Aether. You're my everything.” The sentence is ended with a chaste kiss on his lips, a promise in disguise. (He feels his own heart race, its pace picking up as more and more tears threatening to spill over with ‘Bedo becoming a pale yellow blob in his eyes.)
“How lucky I am to have earned the love of such an affectionate hamster!”
The two of them giggle, their joint laughter echoing joyously in the laboratory as the snowstorm subsides, the sky blanketed in hues of orange and red.
With the sunset subsequently casting a spellbinding glow across the apples of the traveller's cheeks, Albedo can’t help but squish and pinch them, taking much amusement in watching Aether’s face scrunch up.
"Then you'll be a hamster too," Albedo chides softly, committing this blissful moment to his memory.
Finally, Aether smiles, radiant and loving.
(And Albedo now understands why one would sneak a picture of their beloved.)
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