#Look at her she's so happy when she's doing magic 🥺 Let her be!

[heddagab]

ONCE UPON A TIME Regina makes a sleeping curse in 2x08 "Into The Deep"

He’ll be…asleep. And in there, he won’t die. Gold’s explaining everything to him right now.

[faeryarchives]

loved by the moon (riddle, leona, and azul x f!reader)

requested by @lydiacallas: Can i ask for a Moon Goddess like!Fem!Reader? Like they have magic linked to the moon, they have like- this ethereal, pure and calm vibe of the moon itself and their voice is calm too. Maybe their hair is a bit glow in the dark? With Malleus, Azul, Lilia, Riddle and Leona, please and thank you very much! 🥺✨ warning: minor spoilers to book 6 + somewhat long imagine note: reader uses she / they pronouns + is in the same grade as the boys !! this is very overdue im sorry 😣 and i based some characteristic and abilities to moonlight cookie and princess luna guilty as charged 😔 + malleus and lilia part will be in another post! recent fics: happy birthday (malleus x reader) & when your hopeless streamer gets a girlfriend (ace x reader) & its you, it always had been you

·˚ ༘ riddle rosehearts (2nd year ramshackle dorm leader)

"the decision of all professors and staffs of night raven college falls in favor for miss (name) (last name) to enroll here - exempting them from the all-boys rule. she will be in charge of the ramshackle dorm during her stay here."

riddle does not understand how on earth were you able to stay in the school and always hold yourself with such grace, he couldn't explain why your presence seems to be similar to vil like you were oozing of calm vibes

you were the total opposites - he is more accustomed to fire while you specialize in water magic*. he lose his rationality quickly while he had never see you even falter during the time you two were classmates + he always abides by the rules while you do what ever you want 

"you are not allowed to sleep in class!" "it's not sleeping, i am just resting my eyes..." "you must not pick flowers from the garden on wednesdays." "riddle, i am not under the queen of hearts rules."

and riddle actually holds a one sided grudge against you for that + makes it his mission always to remind you of the rules, going on about mini rants to which you nodded to while reading your books

typically, riddle would've mention something about the rule of the queen of hearts but he was strangely quiet. you see him looking down at his notebook, lost in his world. and that surprised you because never you would've thought you would know this side of him. "no rule trivia for today?" "...huh?" "there is something on your mind, no? why don't we talk about that instead our usual trivias."

as time passed by, you and riddle gradually close friends to the point that heartslabyul treats you like their saving grace whenever riddle goes on a rampage, even more when you became second years

when the first overblot happened, it was the first time he saw your face, usually so calm, crumbled like dust when the blot manifested into a large phantom

"hahaha! the law in this world is me! not even you, (name), can stop me!" "i'm not letting you go so easily, riddle. rules are meant to protect your people, but you don't realize you are using them to suffocate them. you even hurt my dorm mates, enough of this!"

riddle was sure you wouldn't speak to him again because you weren't there the moment he woke up. he tried asking trey and cater if you were avoiding him, but they could not answer him. the next few days, he didn't even get to talk to you.

then he found himself admiring nrc at night time, breaking his own rules, maybe it's okay to let is slide for now. as he needs some time to think

absentmindedly wandering around the school grounds, letting the cool breeze feel his skin, riddle had his hand brushing through the thick bushes until they got pricked by a stray thorn "ah-" he hissed, holding up his pricked finger. it was just a tiny injury that's nothing to worry about. the injury was nothing compared to what he saw next "riddle? what are you doing this here at this hour?"

riddle spotted you sitting under the tree where silver usually takes his naps, surrounded by bunnies as they piled around your lap.

after days of not seeing each other, riddle thought he was going crazy because the last time he saw you, he knew pretty sure that your eyes and hair do not have that silver glow - it was like you were the moon itself

"is it my fault that your eyes and hair changed?" "oh, this is awkward... " you look at the bunnies trying to hide behind you, being scared of riddle's sudden appearance, contemplating about something before sighing in defeat. "i think i owe you an explanation. but first, can you keep a secret?" this confused riddle very much. what do you mean explanation? did something happen while he was out? before he could even think of it, you were already in front of him - your point and middle finger placed on his forehead. 'the moon has come out to play, now bid your worries away.' a comfortable feeling of cold wrapped around riddle's body, feeling the fatigue from his overblotting disappear, the weight on his shoulder being gone and his pricked finger healed. while riddle stared at you in shock, you finally reveal your true appearance and float around him like a curious child. "would you believe me if i told you i am the descendant of the moon goddess?"

... oh. OH !!

prepare for him because this little goldfish right here is most likely a fan of reading books about your kind + cue the sparkling eyes

and oh my god are those butterflies he can feel in his stomach? or maybe he is just hungry but he only feel that way around you though. oh well !!

** okay so i think reader will be compatible with water magic because the moon has this gravitaional pull right which cause the high tides and low tides... and riddle is fire!

·˚ ༘ leona kingscholar (3rd year transfer student)

"kingscholar, think of this as your punishment for the spelldrive incident. i would gladly take miss (name) for a tour but alas, there are countless of papers that needs my attention."

leona knew that there is something like a cloak of mysteriousness around you the moment you appeared in the college mid-year as a transfer student from rsa

just you don't interfere with his plans and he will also stay out of yours but it turns out he was assigned by the crow to take you around

"... wow, do i look like a punishment worthy chore?" you sigh, shaking your head in disappointment before turning to leona and he could swear he could see your eyes glowing for a moment when you stare at him. "i take it that the dorm leader of savannaclaw will be my tour guide?" "just don't lag behind." giving you a shrug before he started walking ahead of you. despite his short descriptions and tour around the school, leona is thankful that you didn't seem to be a nosy type of person, just a little on the calm and reserve type than most people he knew.

doesn't understand how people seems to look starstruck whenever you walk by them i mean you are attractive yes but not being able to move? that's different

it also turns out you share most of your classes! maybe crowley was really punishing him for the incident as he was stuck with you, being your babysitter.

but you almost look like his babysitter + quickly became one of the most tolerable people in the school and he doesn't mind having you around

"leona? let me bother you for a moment, can you help me with this problem?" "oh that?" the lion lifted his head and stared at the paper you were holding before waving his hand in dismissal. "remember the activity we did as partners? that's the one." "..." you squinted your eyes and leona could see them literally glow in purple light causing him to blink several times if he was seeing it right but it disappeared quickly. "oh i get it now, thanks." "do your eyes really glow like that?" "huh? i don't know what you are talking about."

you were not the nagging type - letting him hide and snooze off behind you during class and surprisingly, you were fun to spar with during practical exams + too smart for your own good

he had never seen any kind of fighting similar to yours like your fighting style is only yours to begin with - not only you excel in defending, you never seem to get tired despite being a speedy defender.

you and the savanaclaw dorm leader spent the whole afternoon sparring with each other and by the time you notice it, the sun was already setting. "aren't you tired yet, leona?" "you better tell me how you manage to keep up with me all this time." you did say to keep up with you the first time we met." you twirl your spear around you before stabbing it on the ground, leaning on it and grinned at leona. "i'm just keeping my promise."

now leona was pretty sure you are not a normal transfer student + especially after fighting with you in the island of woe and it was pretty interesting how you unexpectedly exposed yourself in front him and jamil.

the moment you, who was assigned to be in the front of the group due to you having the most capable defensive powers, entered the room on the current sector, leona and jamil look at your back in surprise. "(name)-senpai?" "what's up, jamil?" "... is that a normal thing for you?" the room was oozing with the presence of phantoms everywhere and there was no source of light - aside from your hair locks that are now shining like a billowing night sky of twinkling stardust, borne in a void of black and fading in an indigo moonset "oh that's normal, we can just use it as source of light. save your magic for now." "no wonder your magic feels different from everyone else - you are a moon goddess, right?"

leona is not blind, he just need a solid evidence to confirm his gut feeling. unique magic spells + signature spear + glowing eyes and your hair locks literally looking like that?

while fighting along side each other, leona could literally leave his back open because heknew and trust that you always have his back and vice versa

"leona-senpai, watch out-" before jamil could jump in between the incoming attack and leona, you pulled the second year by his hood deflected the attack with your spear so effortlessly. "it's fine, moon fairy here got our backs." you hear leona said proudly before landing a critical hit on the phantom. "aren't you glad you're stuck with us?"

everyone in school knows how two of you would make an unbeatable duo when it comes to strategies and games

and not going to lie, leona thinks so too! you are strong, smart and everything above + treats you life his closest friend and respects you a lot but you do things sometimes that are not really necessary

"are you done yet?" he couldn't help but ask, his tail thumping on the floor with annoyance while you tried braiding some parts of his hair.

you peek over his should and smiled, trying to show him the small braid that you did on the side. "yeah, it's fun braiding your hair!" after your identity being revealed, you let yourself relax more around him - when you express happiness, your hair starts glowing as it did before and small crescent like moon thingy start appearing around you

... leona find that cute + now he understand why people become starstruck when it comes to you

**you know how moonlight cookie's hair color looks like? yeah that's the one!

·˚ ༘ azul ashengrotto (2nd year ramshackle vice dorm leader)

"did you hear about the rumors? recently, students are saying that when you go to the botanical garden at night and stand under the moonlight - all your questions will be answered!"

the fact that rumors like that exists made azul irritated because it means he got competition. and having competition in the thing he do best is not fun.

so he and the twins went to investigate - how and where the rumors first started and who are most likely to be involved in the case

surprisingly enough, it all leads to a certain ramshackle vice dorm leader aka you + azul already knew you due to being the same year and his 'rival'

he considers you as his rival because you two always seem to fight for the top 2 and 3 spot every exam but for you... i think he would be hurt if you say that you like to aim for the top spot because it's fun 🤩

it was during lunch time and you were planning to eat with yuu, grim and the others when all of a sudden, someone blocked your way out by leaning on the door. "(last name) can i ask a bit of your time? i would like to ask you regarding an important matter." the ever so charismatic azul asked, his usual charming smile on as if he wants to do business with you. "oh, hi azul. what is it about?" "how delightful! do you happen to know the rumor about your unanswered questions will be answered as you stand under the moonlight?" "there is a rumor like that? under the moonlight? why the specifics?" one thing that azul observed about you is that your emotion reflects on your eyes. call it his gut feel but just one look and he already knew you were telling the truth "a pity... it seems like i am back to square one." "... maybe i can go help you out? i am not that busy these upcoming days."

and so azul's little group grew in numbers consisting of him, you, yuu, grim and the twins. oddly enough, it was actually fun to hang out with you

azul never got to interact with you that much before and only knew information about your through papers and from what he heard from people but being with you right now exceeds his expectations

"if headmaster crowley is similar to crow... do you think he likes to hoard shiny things?" you suddenly whispered it to azul one day in class, your mind clearly wandering and not paying attention to what professor trein is writing on the board. "what is with the random thought?" what is we leave a trail of shiny things and create a trap, that would be really funny."

you were an oddball. sometimes you will joke around with him and trying to make him laugh during class. there are also times where he couldn't explain the calming feeling he had whenever you are around + he could never even feel any other intentions from your actions as if you genuinely want to become his friend

it took him a while to notice how you always seem to stand out and become the embodiment of grace and elegance - a confident yet modest person who knows what you want

you always help him out in solving the rumor mystery but there is something that made you look suspicious → you always go back to your dorm before sunset

it's not that he wants to take up all your time but the way you stand firm of not being able to join them during night time and saying how dangerous it is made him suspect you of something

so he went alone wearing his ceremonial robes (the twins are taking over his duties for a while i know very unbelievable but imagine) to investigate the botanical garden and there he saw you run inside - a trail of silver light following you behind

and when azul went inside to stand in the spot, trying to think of what to wish until he hears a familiar voice ringing in the building

"say your wish out loud and the moon will light its way to you." "well, now this is marvelous. can i see one guiding my wish for me?" azul looked up, trying to call out for you, even looking around to see signs of you. there was a moment of silence before he heard you sigh and in an instance, you appeared before him, avoiding his look. "i thought i told you to let it go?"

after finding out you were his competitor - he didn't really feel annoyed at all! rather he was intrigued on how you were able to do it ...? you help the students find the answers on their own in their dreams?!

seeing your hair glow in silver light in the dark reminds him of himself as some octopus also glow in the dark just like him!

"azul, do you know that i really admire you?" "me? what is there to admire about me? i do nknow i have a remarkable potential but compared to y-" "no, seriously. you don't need to compare yourself to me. having to do all these business related work AND studying at the same time? you should appreciate yourself more."

... do you want to make him cry on the spot? hearing such words makes him happy but hearing it from you aka one of the people he really admire and yes he admits he admire you as a rival - his emotions are going haywire.

even if he is smart, it will take time for azul to realize that his admiration is just growing stronger and stronger each day and bloom into something else

[lecsainz]

MEETING OF FAMILIES

PART ONE

pairings: charles leclerc x fem!reader

request: hii! i loved your one shot "meeting of families" and as much as it is a one shot it would be interesting to have a part 2 with charles asking her out, him being totally a gentleman and their first kiss 🥺

authors note: prob can have errors cause I didn't review, I got a major headache anyways hope u like it!

☆. . . masterlist !

After the dinner with Y/N's family, Charles realized that he needed to see her again. It had dawned on him that he hadn't even gotten her phone number.

So, like any reasonable person would do, he decided to track down Arthur.

"I need her number," he stated.

"Why?" Arthur asked, teasing his brother as usual.

"I want to ask her out," Charles admitted.

"Just promise not to mess things up, okay? I don't want things to get awkward between me and Carla."

Before Arthur could give him Y/N's number, their conversation was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. To their surprise, it was Carla and none other than Y/N herself.

"We came to bring Charles his shirt that Y/N accidentally stained with wine," Carla said, her smile widening as she noticed the exchanged glances between her sister and Charles.

Carla's playful comment sent a slight blush to Y/N's cheeks. She rolled her eyes but couldn't hide the small smile that tugged at her lips.

Arthur chuckled, clearly enjoying the moment. "Well, perfect timing. Charles was just asking for your number, Y/N."

Y/N's gaze flickered to Charles, surprise dancing in her eyes. "My number?"

Charles nodded, trying to sound casual despite the nervous excitement bubbling within him. "Yeah, I thought maybe we could go out sometime."

Y/N's smile grew, and she exchanged a quick look with her sister before turning her attention back to Charles. "I'd like that," she replied, her voice soft and genuine.

"Great!" Charles exclaimed, feeling a surge of happiness at Y/N's positive response. He couldn't help but grin, his nervousness dissipating with her warm smile.

Arthur winked playfully. "Well, since that's sorted, how about you two head out on your date right now?"

Y/N laughed, and Charles glanced at her with a hopeful look. "What do you say, Y/N? Are you up for a spontaneous adventure?"

Her eyes sparkled with amusement, and she nodded, her voice playful. "Sure, why not? Let's do it."

Charles's heart raced at her enthusiasm. "Awesome. Let's go then."

With a casual goodbye to Arthur and Carla, Charles and Y/N headed out into the night. He led her towards his car, and as they drove through the streets of Monaco, he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and anticipation. The city was alive with lights, and the cool breeze tousled their hair.

They drove through the enchanting streets of Monaco, the soft glow of streetlights casting a romantic ambiance over the city. The cool breeze tousled their hair as Charles navigated the winding roads, his fingers tapping lightly on the steering wheel.

Y/N leaned back in her seat, a contented smile playing on her lips. "Monaco is really something else at night, huh?"

Charles stole a glance at her, his heart warming at the sight of her enjoying the view. "Yeah, it's magical. But you make it even more special."

Her cheeks flushed with a blush, and she playfully rolled her eyes. "Smooth talker, aren't you?"

He grinned, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Hey, I'm just stating the truth."

They continued to chat and laugh as they cruised through the city, Charles occasionally stealing glances at Y/N when he thought she wasn't looking. He marveled at how easy it was to be around her, how their conversation flowed effortlessly, as if they had known each other for much longer than they actually had.

Eventually, they arrived at the quaint restaurant Charles had chosen for their date. The dimly lit interior created an intimate atmosphere, and Y/N's eyes lit up in appreciation.

"This place is lovely," she remarked as they were escorted to their table.

Charles grinned, holding out her chair for her. "I'm glad you like it. I thought we could use some privacy."

Y/N winked playfully. "Privacy, huh? Is that your way of saying you're tired of people recognizing you everywhere?"

He chuckled as he took his seat across from her. "Maybe just a little."

As evening wrapped up, their laughter and conversation flowed seamlessly, painting the canvas of a perfect night. The restaurant's soft lighting danced in Y/N's eyes, making them sparkle even more. Charles found himself captivated by every expression that flitted across her face.

As the night drew to a close, Charles paid the bill, and they both stood up from the table. The air was filled with a mixture of excitement and a hint of reluctance as they realized their time together was coming to an end.

Outside, the city lights still illuminated the streets, casting a romantic glow over the surroundings. Charles took a step closer to Y/N, his heart beating a little faster. He wanted to kiss her, but he also didn't want to rush things. Yet, he couldn't ignore the magnetic pull between them any longer.

"You know," Y/N began with a playful glint in her eyes, "I've heard that goodnight kisses are a must after a date like this."

Charles couldn't help but chuckle, feeling a pleasant warmth spreading through him. "Is that so?"

She nodded, her smile infectious. "Mhmm. It's like a rule or something."

With a mixture of boldness and a hint of nervousness, he took a step closer, their bodies almost brushing against each other. "Well, who am I to break the rules?"

His words were barely a whisper as he leaned in, his lips brushing against hers in the softest of touches. It was a gentle, tentative kiss that held a promise of more to come. Y/N's lips were soft and warm, and he felt a surge of electricity course through him.

When they finally pulled back, the air was charged with a new energy. Y/N's cheeks were flushed, her eyes locked onto his. Charles couldn't help but smile, his heart racing with a mix of excitement and contentment.

"That," Y/N murmured, her voice slightly breathless, "was definitely worth the wait."

Charles grinned, his fingers gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "I couldn't agree more."

The city around them seemed to fade away as they stood there, wrapped in the moment they had created together. And as they shared one more lingering look, it was clear that this was just the beginning of a beautiful journey they were embarking on together.

[bedsyandco]

⭑     …     ❝ 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐂𝐎 ❞ ; mat barzal

𝓹airing , leclerc!sister x mat barzal

in which the paddock’s favourite sister arrives at the Monaco GP with a new guest

꒰ 𝓷ote , this is very self indulgent and I hope you like it as much as I do . . . ꒱

f1wags

f1wags: our favourite girl has returned to the paddock; and this time it’s with a guest! Y/N leclerc shows up to the monaco track with who I presume to be her bf, and sits down for lunch with her brothers. the first time we’ve seen the entire leclerc family together in a while since Y/N has been in New York for work.

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user15: family reunion🥺

user19: my royal family of Monaco fr

user77: I’m so happy to see them all together again. I just know Charles missed her so much🥲

user66: I read an article that said Y/N came straight from the airport so this is the first interaction they’ve had in months!

f1wags: he hugged her for a good ten minutes before he let anyone else get a chance

user51: um- are we gonna skip over the bf part??

user16: how do we know it’s her bf tho…

f1wags: they were very affectionate since the moment they got out of the together. the car that arrived from the airport, so assume he’s american and flew with her. they also kissed and it looked like he was meeting her family (charles, arthur, lozenzo, pascal) I mean we won’t know 100% until she confirms it but it sure looks like they’re together. . .

user77: nooo… my wife is taken 😔

user11: I really wanna know who her bf is tho cause I’m sorry but he’s fineeeee

user62: I expected nothing less from a leclerc sibling. they always bag the prettiest people

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lando.jpg: boat day with the bestie(s?) 🛥️

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user23: DID HE JUST—

user65: HE DID😭😭

user21: did lando just hard launch Y/N’s relationship?

user57: yep. tagged the guy and everything💀

user66: he’s such a little menace

user22: I’m not complaining I’ve been trying to figure out who it is for days🙏 thank you lando

ynleclerc: oh lando🫤

landonorris: don’t “oh lando” me, you didn’t say it was a secret????

ynleclerc: what do you think the words NOT PUBLIC means??

landonorris: the lad had his hands ALL over you in the paddock, it was gonna be public news by the end of the weekend… at least this way it came from a reliable source🤷‍♂️

user62: don’t let the fact that Y/N is dating some hot hockey player from New York distract you from the fact that the besties are reunited!!! I’ve been missing this duo so much

user90: and they’re causing chaos as usual🥲

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ynleclerc: since we were little, I’ve always been your biggest supporter and that will never change charlie. watching you achieve a dream you’ve worked your whole life to achieve is something so magical and all I could ever wish for you as a sibling. congratulations C! I love you endlessly❤️💌

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user13: “watching you achieve a dream you’ve worked your whole life to achieve is something so magical and all I could ever wish for you as a sibling” UM— EXCUSE ME WHILE I GO SOB😭😭

charlesleclerc: I couldn’t possibly do any of this without your love and support. my lucky charm, always. je t'aime❤️❤️❤️

ynleclerc: ❤️

user76: he finally did it😭🙏

user66: these are so beautiful… did you take them?? @.ynleclerc

ynleclerc: I did! I’ve never been so grateful that I carry my camera with me EVERYWHERE. I feel so honoured that I got to capture this entire weekend. I’ll cherish it forever😚

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matbarzal: starting the off-season right ❤️

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noahdobson: just casually posts a picture with charles leclerc and lando norris 🧍‍♂️

matbarzal: I’ll still remember you when I’m famous😘

user72: what. the. fuck.

user77: all of us rn cause this is the wildest crossover I could ever imagine between F1 and hockey😭

user11: they’re both so hot it’s kind of unfair

ynleclerc: ❤️

matbarzal: je t'aime❤️

user55: I wonder if she made fun of Mat’s awful canadian french 😭😭

mattymarts: you expect us to believe you did laundry? I don’t think you even know how

charlesleclerc: I won. guess you’re gonna have to come to every race now 🤷‍♂️

matbarzal: should’ve never told you about superstitions 😔you don’t need them, that win was all you bro😉

charlesleclerc: miss you guys already. gonna have to come to a hockey game next season

matbarzal: you should! we’d be honoured to have you

user77: did someone say bromance??

user19: someone check on beau

ynleclerc

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ynleclerc: monaco❤️

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matbarzal: red is definitely your colour baby❤️🥵

scuderiaferrari: we agree😌🏎️

charlesleclerc: thanks for coming sis❤️

arthurleclerc: miss you already🥺❤️

sydneymartin: so iconic😍

ynleclerc: says the ms. iconic herself 🥰

user21: UM— Mat looks so good OMFG

user72: she definitely dressed him

user62: YN please keep the Mat content coming🙏

user14: if I was YN leclerc all my life problems would be solved

ynleclerc: If I had your lashes all my problems would be solved. you’re stunning 😚

user16: you know those couples that just make sense? they’re definitely one of those

user88: can’t wait to see her at games and stuff

[renonm]

Hi! Can I ask for a headcanon about Meliadoul as a mother figure for the readers? The readers will enter Walkis academy and I want to know her response to it because she is an alumni of Easton academy 👉🏻👈🏻

MELIADOUL AMY AS YOUR MOTHER FIGURE HCS

A/N: she definitely serves as mother

•sowwy that it's kinda short I'll be a good kwitten next time🥺(im joekinv plz)

• After finding out that you got into Walkis Academy, she was slightly shocked because well, she was an alumni of Easton Academy and well… You’re entering Walkis Academy… Stares…

• But will respect your choice for choosing that Academy, it has its perks…. maybe… yeah…

• Scrap that!! As your mother figure, she should be happy for you!! I mean, you looked sure about going there, so Meliadoul must trust you in your decision.

• “You know my child, back when I was in Easton Academy, I used to—” starts yapping about her life back then as a youngster, that would have been enough to make you fall asleep…

• “Do this” and “Do that” she will nag you on preparing for the Academy, but what can you do? Obviously follow Meliadoul because she’s apparently “right at everything.”

• Wheew!! Intense training as apart of preparation, but you literally passed the exam why would you need to train more— WRONG!! Keep training!!!

• Lets you take a break though, “Even the most powerful mages need to rest in order to remain stability and power.” But during that break she will yap more about her youngster days.

• At the first day, Meliadoul would insist to walk you there, and will literally (fake) sob as you walk away to enter the Academy.

• “Look at my child. They’re already fully grown, even now going to an academy.” weeps…

• If you ever come back, she'll ask you about what's happening in your school life, give you advice, and nag you more about your magic…

[imagine-that]

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Clause

One-shot #57 - Christmas cheer edition

Summary: Loki does absolutely everything to please you and your daughter. But is he willing to be holly and jolly?

Pairing: Loki Friggason x female!mom!reader

Warnings: obviously it is a Christmas themed read so if you are not interested in that, this piece is not for you. It also has mentions of children so if that is a sensitive topic, please be warned

A/N: HIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!! Long time no see!!!!! I’m very excited to be able to post this as I have not had inspiration to write again in such a long time. This is a favourite fic of mine and it only took 2 nights to write!!! As mentioned, it includes you, but also your daughter! In this fic there is no (your daughters name), the daughter is named Frigga (😇🥺). I just hope you enjoy it, and happy holidays!!!!!

"Love... this is ridiculous." Your husband says, staring down the red garments in his hands, holding it so far away from himself that it looks as though it had personally slapped him or something.

"Darling, you know Frigga asked for it. And did you see the look on her sweet little face when she did? She BEGGED to stay up late enough to catch him in the act Loki dearest. Aren't you happy she's picked up your knack for mischief?" You reply, imitating the look your daughter had in her eyes as she announced her goals for the night.

He groans, shoving his face into the Santa suit you had selected off Amazon.

"Why could we not have asked Thor to do this? He is a big oaf, just like this Santa Clause you mortals love so much. it would perfectly fit his loud and obnoxious tendencies." He offers, waggling his eyebrows to emphasize how much he likes that idea.

You stifle a giggle, putting down the stockings you were about to carefully hang 'by the chimney with care'.

"THAT, my dear husband, is because you would have thrown a fit if she dared to be more excited by her uncle than you." You argue, waggling your eyebrows right back at him, earning a sigh of dramatic despair.

Being a huge holiday fanatic, you were more than thrilled when Loki began very actively joining in on your Christmas festivities over the years, but especially once your daughter had arrived four years ago. She was his little princess, and whatever she liked, he liked.

Which of course, automatically meant that when she begged and begged to see Santa Clause do his job, your loving husband and her devoted father could never say no to such a request.

"You promised your princess a Santa Clause viewing love. Are you really going to let her down, or hand the task off to Thor like its a chore?" You joke, clutching your imaginary pearls at the idea.

He puts the Santa suit off to the side, giving you a devilish smile before tackling you into the bed, erupting you into a fit of giggles again.

"That, my loving wife, is never going to happen and you know it, do you not my little dove?" He growls lightly in your ear, arms wrapped tightly around your waist.

You wrestle around, trying to release yourself from the gods hold, failing to do anything more than laugh.

"Alright, alright, I know you wouldn't dare. Please release me." You ask extra sweetly. He ponders for a moment, tilting his head every which way, earning an eyeroll from you. Finally, he gently lets you go, his fingertips coolly travelling down your hips before pulling away.

With a sound of annoyance and a look you only get when he is "forced" to watch any of the reality tv shows he so often pretends to loath, he stands and starts to unbutton his crisp white shirt, immediately starting to change into the soft red suit. You stare up as he puts on the padding to make him appear holly and jolly, your eyes filling with more admiration than ever before.

As Loki uses his magic to fake a head of silver hair and a bushy beard, you clap your hands together with glee.

"Honey she is going to adore this! And she will have no idea that it's her daddy all along." You squeal, already picturing the look of excitement you knew would be all over your daughters face once she thinks she's caught Santa Clause.

He grins just as big, the beard just barely hiding it. "Well, then this ridiculous look must have some real worth." He announces, pulling on the hat and letting out a loud "Ho Ho Ho" you never thought you'd hear from your husbands mouth.

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"Frigga" You hum, just barely shaking your daughter awake. Her hair, a curly jet black replica to her fathers, is wrapped in two braids, hanging above her head like an angelic halo perfectly fitting of her features.

"baby girl." You try gently, brushing stray hairs behind her ear. She lets out a groan of protest, rolling over to her side. You sigh, caving to your own mischievous side and yanking the blankets off of her legs.

"Momma." She whines, looking back over to you with a dark glare.

"I'm sorry I woke you up like this sweetheart but there's something downstairs you just have to see!" You whisper excitedly, stroking her back until her scowl dissipates to a look of curiosity.

The small child carefully sits up, grabbing out to hold your hand as she gets out of the bed.

"Is it christmas morning momma?" She asks sweetly, her eyes lighting up happily.

You chuckle before replying, pulling her up into your arms. "No not yet my girl, but it is still very exciting. Lets go see." You say, kissing her lightly on the forehead as you move out of the room.

"Where's daddy? He can't miss the excitement!" Frigga declares, making you laugh even louder.

"Papa went to uncle Thor's to bring their christmas gifts from us. That way we can all open them together tomorrow afternoon darling." You explain, her lips going to an o shape as she nods in understanding.

Together the two of you walk quietly down the stairs, into the hallway. You carefully stop at the bottom, poking your head around the corner to see a bored looking red covered figure by the fireplace. You give him a look, letting him know to jolly up.

"Now Frigga, you said you wanted to catch Santa delivering this year yes?" You whisper, glancing at her as she nods frantically. "Well in order to see him, we have to be super duper quiet and only watch ok? We don't want Santa to get scared and leave with all of our gifts." You instruct, and she agrees excitedly, putting a chubby finger to her lips.

You place her down on the floor, creeping around the corner just enough to see the tree and sitting on the floor, legs crossed. Gently you pull your daughter down with you, cradling her in your arms.

She watches in awe as the fireplace quickly sheds ash, a chubby figure appearing at the bottom. He crosses the room to where she left a plate of perfectly iced cookies the two of you had made the morning prior, gulping down all of the milk and letting out the ho ho ho you now knew he could.

"I can't believe papa is missing this." She murmurs, more to herself than to you. You stifle a giggle as santa-husband pulls all of the delicately wrapped gifts he had almost ruined before you stepped in out of the Santa bag on his back.

Your daughter is practically bouncing out of your lap, her excitement hardly contained. Your husband turns his head ever so slightly, only in real view to you, and sends a wink your way, making you wonder how you ever got so lucky. He fills every stocking, shovels down all of the cookies and leaves the sweet letter he wrote as santa for frigga on the counter. He snatches up the carrots and celery for the reindeer and lets out another merry christmas and ho ho ho before flying right back up the chimney.

"We gotta go watch him leave mama!!!" she begs as she runs to her coat hook anyway.

You simply smile and nod, bringing her outside again and pointing to the sleigh illusioned onto the roof.

Before she can ask any questions or say anything about the encounter, Santa is on his way to the next house. She instead lays her head lazily on your chest, hugging you tightly to her.

“Momma, do you think other kids will catch Santa?” She asks shyly, a sound of uncertainty in her voice.

“My darling, I think that they will try. But I don’t believe they will succeed as well as we have.” You promise, rocking her back and forth as you habitually did since she was a baby.

She nods, assured by your words and starts to shut her eyes, the late evening too much for her to bear any longer. She lets out a little yawn, and you plant one more long kiss in the middle of her forehead before bringing her inside, laying her down in her bed and saying a quick I love you before sneaking out the door and shutting it halfway behind you.

“So, was this Santa clause as exciting as our princess imagined?” A deep, calming voice asks suddenly from behind you, cause you to jump a little bit. He chuckles, pulling you into his chest from behind and planting a kiss on top of your head. You supposed he was where you got that from, passing it right down to little Frigga.

“She was enchanted my love. You were a hit. And don’t think I didn’t notice Santa wink at mom. Am I correct in assuming he has maybe a little crush?” You tease, turning and starting to pull him in closer by the collar of the Santa suit. He grins wide, holding you by your hips.

“Why yes, Santa thought mom was positively radiant. I must agree with him.” He purrs, finally pulling you all the way in and planting his lips hungrily on yours, earning a smile as you kiss him right back.

You two stand in the dimly lit hall, pressed together for what feels like an eternity, a little sliver of time kept just for you and him.

“This is her best Christmas yet thanks to you love.” You smile, stroking your thumb over Lokis jawline.

“Ah but if it were not for you my dear, we would not have her and I would not have my two brightest sunshines, so really you are the one who gave both of us the best Christmas ever.” He corrects matter of factly, earning a deep blush on your cheeks and an eye roll on top of it.

You quietly pull away, turning him around towards your bedroom door and giving a light push.

“Now you Mr, go and change into something less suitable of St Nick and more fitting for the king of mischief and go give your daughter a kiss good night.” You order, getting an eye roll of your own in return.

He follows orders, changing into the Christmas pyjamas you picked out for him, a pair in emerald green with gold embroidery of his initials. “I’ll be in in a moment my love, I promise.” He says, pecking you on the lips and making his way to her room.

You tiptoe behind, your reindeer slippers making you all the more stealthy, and carefully peek between the door crack, watching your husband admire your daughter before kissing her lightly on the cheek, silently thanking the universe and fate for giving you the most perfect Christmas gift of all.

[broodwolf221]

Happy friday!! For Solas/Cassandra, "even in these wastes, there exists beauty." (from the as said by Solas list)

ahhh thank you this was! so fun! i love these two so much 🥺 @dadrunkwriting 773 words cws: none

They had made camp and she was sitting down cleaning her sword. It needed it; they’d had a number of fights today, and quick wipes between bouts were not sufficient. But the motions were so routine, so familiar, that she did not have to watch her hands move across the blade, and instead found them following an entirely different movement.

Solas was gathering some herbs he’d noticed at the edge of the camp, and she watched as he deftly plucked them. Even at this distance she could see the little furrow of concentration between his brows, finding it inordinately charming.

To think, she had once been so stoutly opposed to letting him join the Inquisition. She should have known better… she knew as well as anyone how good mages could be. Those she fought alongside to protect the Divine, they were not evil, they were not plotting. Indeed, it was her own people who were plotting.

There was no group of people who were bad; only bad people within each group. Magic or might or something else entirely, all people had choices, had ways that they spent their energy. Her own had not always been as just as she wished, but she did not pick at the scars of the past, only tried to learn her lesson from them and move on.

Tried. She could admit she was not always successful.

After all, she had been wary about an apostate joining them. She had been so afraid. More afraid than she could ever remember being. After all, how does one combat a hole in the sky? Whatever image of legend people may place upon her, she knew that she was an ordinary woman. She was a Seeker, yes, with the power of that role, but underneath that she was no gilded figure of legend and lore. She was just a person. And a person could not mend a hole in the sky. 

Well, that wasn’t true. But a person without the so-called Anchor could not mend a hole in the sky. She should have rejoiced at any and all offers of aid. She should have buried her suspicions. Instead she had been guarded and uneasy, constantly watching for when he would reveal himself, but all he had revealed was…

Kindness.

Oh, he had a sharp way with words at times. And despite his patience, there were certainly moments that it was spent. But he did not linger on differences but instead reached for commonalities. He questioned her and listened to her answers. And he had provided hope when she had thought all was lost.

She was busy watching him, busy thinking about him… so busy, in fact, that her hand slipped and she hissed, jerking away from the blade as red pooled along her palm. She had barely started to reach for a cloth before he was settled in front of her, that same furrow between his brows as he took her hand in his own.

He had warm hands, she noticed. Somehow that came as a surprise. There were faint callouses which she supposed were from his staff, felt as he drew his fingers down the shallow incision, the flesh knitting—somewhat uncomfortably—at his touch. “Apologies,” she mumbled as she withdrew her hand, “my mind was wandering and I–”

“You should always pay attention to what you’re doing, Seeker,” he said, and from anyone else it would be a condemnation. But he had a spark in his eye as he looked at her and she had the frantic thought that perhaps he knew the source of her distraction. “The view is lovely, is it not?” She wanted to protest but he was standing and gesturing at their surroundings. They were in the Hissing Wastes, a place she would hardly describe as lovely. “It may seem barren at first glance, but there is a wealth of life here. It is… heartening.” 

His voice took on a new edge at the last, something she could not explain, could not understand. At best she might call it wistful, but she knew it was deeper than that; felt the depth settle across her, a knowledge that she would later doubt but for now felt certain. But then he turned back to her with a crooked smile and the moment was lost, and she was flustered once again.

“You’ve an interesting eye for beauty, Solas,” she said carefully, and he laughed. And she tried to not notice how much she thrilled at the sound of it. There was nothing but trouble down that path, she knew.

Yet she still stared after him when he returned to his foraging.

[verosvault]

🚨SPOILERS FOR FANTASY HIGH JUNIOR YEAR EPISODE 6🚨

Dimension20 "Fantasy High Junior Year"

Episode 6 "Party Politics"

Timestamp: 1:48:10

Video Length: 4min. & 27sec.

Learning about Bakur from Lydia (‣Pt. 1 | Pt. 2)

Lydia: "So, what's up? Ragh texted me to let me know that you kiddos had some questions about the gem. Happy to talk about it."

Riz: "Right. So we had a similar experience. There was a god who got really angry, and a bunch of red sort of orbs came out, and they took people over. And those people became consumed with rage and began trying to kill the god. And then one of the red orbs jumped into someone who looked at me and said, 'Ragh Barkrock.'"

Brennan: "She[Lydia] looks at her son. You see there's a sort of narrowing of her barbarian eyes as she scans her son to be like, 'Doppelganger?' You know, is there something? You know-"

Ragh: "What?"

Lydia: "That's my boy. Okay, who said Ragh's name?"

Riz: "Kalina"

Lydia: "This is the-"

Riz: "The Shadow Cat"

Lydia: "The Shadow Cat, Okay."

Adaine: "But she's not bad now, or not not good?"

Kristen: "She's a familiar to a god who's now died, so I don't really know what that makes her."

Adaine: "She did say, 'I preferred you when you were the Nightmare King,' which is..."

Riz: "After she was taken over."

Adaine: "... rough. Yeah, that's true."

Kristen: "When you, and stop me if this is too personal-"

Lydia: "It's all right."

Kristen: "Was your personality changed at all when you took an orb to the chest, or was your things different than this?"

Lydia: "No, I mean, I was, It was, you know? I have a relationship to my rage, my anger. The fiend that is in this gem knows my fury, and my anger keeps it at bay."

Fig: "Who's the fiend?"

Lydia: "The fiend was named Bakur."

Kristen: "And you know it's still in there? You can feel it?"

Lydia: "I can feel him. I'm hurting him constantly."

Kristen: "Oh, okay."

Lydia: "I am battling against him constantly."

Kristen: "Oh, okay."

Ally: "I give her the Help action." 😂

Lydia: "That's very sweet." 🥺

Kristen is rubbing Lydia's neck 😭✋

Lydia: "Okay." *Takes Kristen's hand off* 😭✋

Kristen: "Ah!"

Riz: "What is everyone doing?"

Kristen: "People don't touch each other's necks enough, really. You hold a lot of tension there, I think."

Lydia: "Mmm..."

Riz: "The god that was releasing this rage also said, 'I thought you were dead,' to whoever is involved with this."

Lydia: "Okay. Weird. Bakur was the right hand- was a pit fiend, was the right hand of a fallen god, a dead god."

Fig: "Who? What was their name?"

Lydia: "We don't know, they're fallen. They fell a long time ago."

Fig: "Do you have sort of a playful antagonism with Bakur? Sort of like, you know the TV show 'Luther'?

Kristen: "You think you could ask him?"

Fig: "You know Idris Elba and Ruth Wilson in 'Luther'?

Siobhan: "oh yeah."

Lydia: "Yeah, it's not exactly like Ruth Wilson. Umm..."

Murph: "Stop bringing up 'Luther'! 😂🤣💀😭✋

Fig: "Can you communicate with Bakur in any capacity? Can you intimidate Bakur into giving you a name or anything like that?"

Lydia: "I know that Bakur is not allowed to even say the name."

Fig: "Ah."

Lydia: "Listen, the sorcerer and the cleric that I traveled with in my party knew a lot about this kind of stuff, and I'm afraid that I ended up being the one who had to tie up all the loose ends, but it was not my bag, necessarily."

Kristen: "What was the cleric's name?"

Lydia: "Well..."

Brennan: "And here, all the talk about being personal, you see that she[Lydia] gets emotional."

Lydia: "Cormyr and Rana were my two...were my friends. Rana was a cleric of Osmir, who's a god of magic and secrets. Bakur could say the name of the god, but they could only say the name in certain instances or types of ways. And it had to do with the fact that gods... There's rules against loopholes, if that makes sense. That's one of the things that Bakur couldn't talk- like- Because the god was dead, Bakur can't talk about them, right, or something like that."

Fig: "Like if Bakur was to talk about them, then it would be resuscitating to the god?"

Lydia: "That's the idea, right?"

Fig: "Like what happened with the-"

Riz: "Yeah, the Night Yorb."

Gorgug: "But if the god's not dead-"

[onboardsorasora]

i’m obsessed with enchanted au daniel😭😭😭😭😭😭 hes so cute 😭😭😭 his mom is worried about people taking advantage of him🥺🥺

Omgosh Anonstie I saw this ask right before bed and this all just came rising out of me. 🥺🥺 he's her precious boy. Here's a little backstory on our disney princess. I hope you like it💕💕

Part 1

Part 2

Grace always told Daniel to be careful of people and he didn't always listen. Michelle tried to look out for him but she had her own life to live, as much as she loved him– she couldn't put her life on hold to protect him.

And he didn't expect her to. He didn't know why everyone made a big deal when he would go off driving by himself, or if he'd hike in the woods at the edge of the property. He knew he was supposed to let them know where he was– that's his bad– but sometimes the call of nature was just too powerful. The bird songs on the wind were too catchy, everyone wanted to show him the new babies they all had and he….he couldn't not go.

And it was fine for a bit, he felt bad when it looked like they were scared because he ran off but young Daniel didn't know any better. Truly.

People were nice and kind to him when he was a kid, even as a knobby kneed teenager with a huge fro, big bright eyes and a too big smile.

Michelle had told him not to do it, but he thought Caleb was his best friend. And you share your secrets with best friends. He learned the hard way that things change when people find out that you're magically adept and they aren't.

He thought it was all normal interactions until he started feeling uncomfortable at school, with people cornering him and asking to do things he couldn't or wouldn't do. Demanding that he do tricks or tell the animals around to do things that could hurt themselves.

The first time he came home with bruises, Michelle threatened to beat everyone up who hurt him. Daniel smiled and told her it was fine. They rode dirt bikes in the yard until dinner, and he asked her to not tell Mom.

The second time he came home with bruises, they also came with a cut lip. Grace cried and held him close. He told her that he saved a kitten, so all was well.

She kept him closer after that and he allowed her whatever made her feel comfortable. He wanted to be free to fly like the birds or race like the horses. But he stayed close to home because he loved it so.

He fell in love once…And he didn't sing for a year.

Grace cried when he came home because it was over.

Daniel's first tattoo was a ship, sailing on the high seas. The mom and dad banners fluttered in the wind when he showed them. They glowed with his happiness.

He never left Perth, he had no reason to. He had everything he ever needed at home. But the birds were compelling and their song spoke of adventure. And he got free snacks.

Part 3

[fatuismooches]

omg omg omg i’m brainrotting so hard abt arlecchino rn im so sorry if you’ve already been sent smtg similar but hear me out: childhood friends to lovers w the one and only knave <33

growing up w her in the house of the hearth, ur the only person she has a soft spot for <33 even when she began ascending the ranks of the fatui u know she’d always come back to you <33 i’m entering delulu land but im LICHERALLY going crazy over the idea that the reason arlie killed the previous knave was because they threatened you and she was not having that dgjskdjdjd im scratching clawing at the walls of my enclosure

BONUS: whenever u show up to fontaine’s hearth all the kids get very very excited bcos they’re going to be able to break SO many rules and arlie will mostly let it slide since she’s just so damn weak for you <33 all u hv to do is bat ur pretty lashes a little and she’s folding like a wet paper towel (“another story surely won’t hurt the children 🥺🥺 please?” “………fine”) one of the kids accidentally called you ‘mother’ once in front of her and her brain did a hard system reset for like 5 entire minutes LMFAO lyney is SO tempted to set up his idiot pining father with a special in-house magic show but lynette is a 100% sure arlecchino would straight up murder him if he tried (though she does agree with her brother in that father should just confess to you, because there’s no way you would ever say anything other than i love you too)

AHHMAKAONDW DW ANON I TOO AM BRAINROTTING HARD ABOUT ARLECCHINO AND I ADORE THIS HAHAHA CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS ONE OF MY FAV TROPES EVER 🤭 ooohhhh im words i cant describe rn…

Going to the House of Hearth and seeing shes always the quiet, solitary, speak to no one kid and your interest is piqued right away!! Yeah she ignores you for a while but you keep following after her so earnestly! On the missions, during playtime, during mealtime when she leaves to eat somewhere by herself but somehow you find her anyway… how can she not start to warm up to you? :( slowly but surely that cold mask of hers starts to melt just a tiny bit… you two are inseparable at that point, she refuses to work with anyone else <3 Arlie is… s-s-soft for you 🥺

AND UGHHHH her not forgetting about you even when she’s a higher-up, and a Harbinger 🤭 everyday, when she’s learning to adjust to her new duties, learning to deal with more incompetent people by the day… Arlie can just come back and rest her head on your shoulder and relax ❤️ (lmao regardless if it’s the former Knave or a random person they will be GONE hehe 😈😈)

AHHHH ANON THE BONUS IS MAKING ME GO CRAZYYY AJAIAIBDW I WOULD ADOPT THOSE BABIES IN A HEARTBEAT, THEY LITERALLY GET SO EXCITED BOUNCING OFF THE WALLS WHEN THEY HEAR THAT YOURE COMING!!! Help I would so be the parent who lets them break rules (within reason of course)!!! We can stay up past your bedtime!! Pillow fights and spooky stories and everything!! We can bake cookies together and playfully fight!! There are so much possibilities omg and Arlie is just like 🧍‍♀️yea there’s no way she would let this happen usually but,, sigh, the kids are literally beaming in happiness and crowding you and you’re laughing and smiling and looking so soft,, so fine, she’ll let it slide. But don’t expect her to join! (She’ll pop up around dinner time ❤️) (you *may* get her to join you for that one last story time, but it’s a very big *maybe*)

THE CHILDREN CALLING YOU MOTHER AHIAIVFW YESSS YESSS like bro you just give off motherly and parental energy to them, you are the parent they never had :( I always hc Arlie’s partner as being hella overprotective of their kids, like they are NOT getting hurt on your watch!! Making them separate meals if the regular food isn’t to their fancy, making sure their clothes don’t have holes in them, tucking them into bed and all :( Please the child would act as if they just said something normal and you’re just smiling really hard and blushing a lil bit and Arlecchino is just like 😐 outwardly but inside her heart is racing a bit ANISJAIAI. Like it just clicks for her that you’re really so wonderful… omfg she loves you so much.

And omg omg I would sooo love to be around baby Lyney, Lynette, and Freminet, they deserve the whole WORLD… you would clap and be surprised when they come home and show you all the new tricks they learned… you’d be their willing member from the audience to join them!! And Freminet, he’s a shy baby so you would just read him stories and help him with the big words :( you’d help him find more mechanical stuff to play around with and fix! And although Arlie doesn’t like when kids cry… the kids love you because they can cry into your arms and you won’t tell a soul 🥺

HAHAHA LYNEY BEING HIS FATHER’S WINGMAN 😭😭 he would so do it but Lynette reminds him every time that his life would be FORFEIT if he ever tried doing such a thing! Lyney is still thinking about it though 🤔, even the younger kids have caught onto Father’s pining for you! Like bro… Arlie, it is so freaking obvious how much you two like each other just kiss already smh (the kids have bets on who will confess first 🤭)

[secrettastemakerland]

Fic Author Self Rec! When you get this reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, or some snippets from upcoming WIPS. Let’s spread the self-love! Love ya and thank you for all you do!! 💖

DAYS 🥺

1. ready or not (naruhina)

SO SUPER MUCH FUN TO WRITE shout out to reputation by taylor swift bc omg that album was SUCH an inspiration!!! another taylor fic from me when

Twins Ghost of You and It's My Party (himawari centric)

days ily and i want your happiness in all things always but also himawari angst era may or may not be my favorite era of mine it maybe also coming back 🫣

3. if you could see the shadow behind the sun(flower) (himawari centric)

SOOOOOO MANY THINGS ABOUT THIS ONE!!! the name????? iconic stunning the perfect amount of angsty and longing. it makes me wanna write a himashika fic idk idk idk LOVELY DEAR ANON ASKED ME SPECIFICALLY FOR THIS!!!! anon if you're reading this it truly was the highest of honors

4. you make me believe (its a magical world) (simonette)

MANIFESTING FLUFFY SIMONETTE COMING BACK TO ME!!! LOVED putting every soft fluffy trope in this fic

5. never thought i'd end up here (but i'm glad i did) (naruhina)

okay so i was looking back on all my fics for this this and omg i remember writing this and wanting them to be like this cool couple of strangers who meet and get to know each other and fall in love blah blah blah but omg i wrote them so lame? 😭 but that actually makes me love them in this fic even more lol top 5 it goes

I haven't posted in like a thousand years so I'm gonna share some parts of wip too 🙃

WIP:

"Well," Hinata started, trying to be stoic. "I better get on it. Have a knife I can borrow?"

Blue eyes flashed at her, grin never falling off his face. "You're bluffing. You're lucky that you're cute when you lie, Princess."

Feeling her face flush, Hinata cleared her throat, trying to focus. "Yes, well," she cleared her throat again. "Have you got the knife or not?"

[spacehero-23]

ok here are my thoughts on the dragon prince season 4 episode 1:

So Claudia knew/talked to aaravos for 2 years?? oh no…

i LOVE the new intro

not the step mage

high mage callum! my baby…look at my baby using magic and being a good boy

sorvus??? i know what you are

also the animation when they were walking felt a bit off, like unfinished/unpolished? no?

ok. not just when they’re walking. it gives me r.w.b.y vibes…pls no

huh, the jokes really don’t land, like not a single one…

well maybe the “eating 3 people a day joke” i liked that one

zym is coming!!!!

“when i found your body…” Claudia, my sweetheart. GET AWAY FROM HER YOU MANIPULATIVE FUCK!

wow. the viren and claudia scenes are hitting so hard. (low-key they’re the only good scenes in the episode so far..)

not amaya beating up the dancers…girl

umm anyone else saw that callum was standing like vieren used to?? when he was talking to soren?

also, protective big brother callum. we love to see it

but that scene just showed how frustrated he fust feel, rayla left and he has no idea where she is, he still has to worry about claudia, and now his baby brother is king and in constant danger.

“for now”....oh, oh no.

I don’t like how obsessive Calum is getting with magic…

Callum defenestrating himself, see now that was funny.

“happy birthday big brother” 🥺

Viren looks so done…let this man die. i think he’d prefer it at this point

terry!

“trees to meet you” does that mean callum wasn’t talking out of his ass? OR that it was so funny that the earthblood elfs decided to use it as a joke but it caught on? 

“because of rayla”... I can’t do this anymore

“I don't even know if she’s alive” see this last scene is what i love about the dragon prince! please let the season be like that!

again, the comedy is eh, but sorvus in the background are really giving “boyfriends” 

this episode feels so disjointed, like, I like the claudia and vieren stuff, A LOT. but then we have “Callum's secret birthday party” and it feels like I’m watching two different shows.

I feel like this is why they released this episode a week before, so that people could watch this reintroduction to the world and the new status quo and then on the 3rd, jump straight into the actual plot. 

I’m sure this episode was fun for the people who didn’t read the extra content and had no idea rayla left, and why she left, and ep.1 had this air of mystery to it (it was destroyed by the bad jokes, but whatever)

and again the animation, it was weird. bc some scenes looked really pretty and exactly like the old style. but some…well, early rwby would be an insult, but it was off-putting. 

[f1-disaster-bi]

Omg can you tell us more about when Lando first showed signs of magic? 🥺

This is almost 1k 😭 but here you go anon, and thank you @f1-birb for letting me ramble at you about this idea ♥️

Lando is about six years old here!

"Please watch the step Lando!", Lando's mum called out to him as he nearly tumbled down the steps with all the grace of a new born deer.

All her words got her was a cheeky grin from the six year old before he was gone. Just a blur of curls and laughter as he was unleashed on their back-garden while she finished drying the dishes. She could keep an eye on him from the window, not that he would be getting up to anything bold.

Lando had always been an easy-going child. He was content to play alone, chattering away to himself and entertaining himself with toys. He was shy with people, but he had good friends in Alex and George who he went to school with. The boys only a little older than Lando, but the three of them played together as if they always known each other and it always warmed her heart to see them.

They weren't here today. Both of the boys had come down with the flu so their usual Saturday playdate was cancelled, but Lando hadn't been upset about it for long. She'd taken him to the park and out for ice cream before they'd come home, and now he was happy to play in the garden.

She considered joining him as she heard him talking to the flowers as she smiled at his antics, but the kitchen needed to be tidied before they could bake later. Lando had wanted to bake cookies for Alex and George. He'd told her that her cookies always made him feel better so it'd work for his friends too, and she didn't have the heart to say no to him.

With a quick glance out the window, she saw Lando crouched down by the back fence. His little hand clutched around his toy car as he inspected whatever it was before she turned around to start tidying away the last of the lunch things so she could prep for baking.

The sound of Lando's laughter, and his chatter occasionally drifted in the window as she listened to him talk to the flowers. It was something she would miss when he eventually got older and stopped having such a vivid imagination.

Or, a small part of her whispered, maybe it was a sign that he was more like her own mother than her.

Before she could think anymore on that line of thought, she heard a thump and then a loud wail coming from the back garden that had her moving moving before she even realized what she was reacting to.

She was out the back door and half way down the garden as Lando cried. Her little boy was on his knees, his hands clasped to his chest as big fat tears rolled down his little cheeks. There was a little cut on his chin, and probably his knees, but she would deal with that in a moment as she dropped to the ground to comfort him.

"Oh baby, did you fall? Does it hurt?", she questioned softly, hands cupping little cheeks to brush away tears, careful of the cut on his chin, "It's okay. Mum's got you, yeah?"

"No!", Lando argued, chest heaving with his cries as he looked up at her with big sad eyes, "I hurt it, Mum. I hurt it"

She didn't get a chance to ask what he meant before little hands were showing her a crumpled up flower that must have gotten squished in the fall. Some of the petals had come lose in his hands, and the stem was broken.

"I didn't mean to", Lando cried, "I wanted to give it to you. It wanted me to give it to you and I killed it"

"Oh, Lando", she smiled softly at how big her little boy's heart was, "It's okay. I'm sure the flower knows you didn't mean to hurt it. It's okay"

Lando just sniffled as she pulled him into her lap for a cuddle. He kept the flower in his hands, just looking at it sadly. He held it so carefully that it made her want to fix it for him so how but she couldn't. All she could do was hold him and kiss his forehead as he sniffled quietly.

"I'm sorry, flower", Lando whispered, "I wish I could help you. I want to help you. I want to make it better. I want to fix it"

His words made her hold him tighter but then she couldn't help but gasp a little as the flower twitched in his hand. It was just a small movement but then the stem started to straighten out and mend. The petals fluttered softly despite their being no breeze and seemed to meld back into the flower. There was a soft glow in Lando's hand, neon yellow like the lunchbox he insisted on having for school, and after a few moments, Lando was holding a perfect flower in his hands.

"Mum....Mum it's fixed!", Lando grinned as he held it out for her, looking so proud as he did that she couldn't help but laugh as he tucked it into her hair with a small hand, "I can hear it again"

Really, she thought to herself, she should have seen this coming with the way had been talking to the flowers since he'd been able to form words but she was still in disbelief as she squeezed him against her in a hug and pressed kisses to his face until he giggled and hugged her back.

"My brilliant boy", she whispered softly in amazement because he truly was.

He was her little witch, and she couldn't wait to ring her own Mum back in Belgium to tell her that Lando had magic as she watched him laugh as little balls of neon light danced around his fingers as they sat there.

[good-beanswrites]

...*comes waltzing back through the revolving door* hhi. hi im back 🥺 I heard you were still open for drabble prompt requests so uhhhhh *slides my request across the table* here you go! 👉👈 (btw I am eating well tonight with all of these drabble fics omg thank you for writing these!!)

33. Wedding + Kazui

Hiii you're back!! :D Thank you so much, this had so many interesting possibilities ough... I ended up going with a convo with Mahiru (I hope you don't mind a second Mappi drabble lmao) as he reminisces about his past. Go vote your sad wet cat innocent today 👍

A hand darted out to grab Kazui’s wrist. Mahiru’s voice was weak.

“Can you stay? Shidou is going to be a minute. I don't want to be alone.”

Kazui was supposed to come in, drop something off, and return back to his cell quickly. He didn’t know how to comfort someone like Mahiru in general, nor did he know what to say after all that had happened. He hated the idea of seeing her like this when he was the one who hadn’t reached her in time. He really didn’t want to stay.

“I’d love to.”

He sat beside her, trying to make himself comfortable on the cool cell floor. 

She retracted her hand. “Thank you.”

Before Kazui could even wonder what a young woman like her would want to talk about, she whispered, “can I ask you something? You don’t have to answer if it makes you upset.”

He was already regretting his decision. “Go ahead.”

“Could you tell me about your wedding?” Kazui felt his chest tighten. “I always dreamed of mine. You know, I had the whole thing planned already. He never even knew…” She laughed, but quickly winced in pain. “Things may have… changed between you two.” 

Kazui had been careful to hold details of his life closer than some of the other prisoners. None of them had a very good idea of what had brought him here -- he felt bad that Mahiru may have been under the wrong impression of his marriage. 

It wouldn’t have been the first time.

She asked, “but the wedding day itself… is it just as magical as everyone says?”

Despite the dim lighting, surrounded by a mess of bandages, Mahiru’s eyes glimmered.

“Yes,” he lied. 

“I knew it…” 

He couldn’t fabricate exactly what she was looking for. So he told her what he’d told himself many times before. It was the truth. Technically speaking, that is.

“That morning,” he began, “you wake with your stomach in knots. You feel the anticipation in your whole body.” He kept up a smile, and she seemed to buy it. “I’m a pretty organized guy, so I thought I’d be thinking about all our plans -- the schedule, guests, food, things like that. But I wasn’t worried about any of it. The only thing in my mind, all day, was her. And the many, many years ahead of us. The time stretches on for miles in front of you.”

Mahiru let out a content sigh.

“And everyone's so happy. I’ve never had that many people excited for me and my life. It’s everywhere you look. You breathe in and you can practically taste their joy.”

“Oh, that must be wonderful.”

“Y-yeah. It sure is something. And of course, when you see the other all done up for the first time, walking towards you with a huge smile, tears in their eyes… I’ve never felt anything like it.”

“What about the vows? And the rings? Is it really so special?”

“Of course. When you put on those rings, you feel inseparable.” Kazui folded his hands together. Hopefully Mahiru couldn’t see he’d taken his off. “You feel connected to them. You know you’re going to be with this person forever.”

She let out another dreamy sound, though he was beginning to falter. He was grateful when Shidou entered, apologizing for the delay. 

Kazui stood, offering one last smile. “I hope you can rest.”

“Oh, yes, especially now. Thank you. That was all so perfect.”

He turned to leave, his own words still echoing in his mind. His hand drifted into his pocket, brushing against the small silver piece.

You’re going to be with this person forever. 

On that day, it had seemed like a curse. Then again, on that day, ‘til death do us part’ seemed a lifetime away.

[kristiemewisstan]

The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology Review (or me slowly going from spiraling in excitement to madness to sadness in 1 hour):

The Black Dog-

SO GOOD THIS IS SO GOOD IM YELLING THIS HAS MY FAV PRODUCTIKN THUS FAR I STILL XANT BELIEVE IT EITHER TAYLOR WHAT TGE FUCK | listen 2 cause I was to hype to truly listen, the magic fabric of her dreamin’ 🥺, oh the original father cheated song, DO YOU HATE ME? ooooof the fact that she felt made fun of by him and still went on to do her shit is so strong and I love her, your honor

imgonnagetyouback-

This one is VERY GOLD RUSH and I’m in love (I’m so sorry I’m not gonna be able to be unbiased rn because I’m too fucking excited), the ahh ahhhhs are so GOOOOOOODDDDD

The Albatross-

“One less temptress one less dagger to sharpen” OOF I feel like I’m in terrible danger of a heart attack, Taylor, I-I Love This Song So Much it’s so folklore

Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus-

THIS IS SO GOOOOOOOOOD TAYLOR WHAY THE FUCK MAN, Certified Horse Girl, I’m gonna need to be medicated after this

How Did It End?-

I HEREBY CONDUCT THIS POSTMORTEM IS SUCH A HARD LINE TO START A SONG WITH, the amount of piano overall in these pleases me IMMENSELY, SITTING IN A TREE D-Y-I-N-G yeah Taylor that’s what YOU ARE DOING TO ME

So High School-

THIS IS WHAT I WANTED THE WHOLE ALBUM TO BE, 💯 made to vibe like a coming of age story, “YOU GONNA MARRY KISS OR KILL ME” I LOVE HER, bridge goes HARD

I Hate It Here-

scared to go outside, OH MU GOD JUST THE WHOLE SONG I KEEP WANTING TO WRITE LYRICS DOWN, so folklore, this ones it, ITS IT I LOVE IT SO MUCH

thanK you aIMee-

Oh so we cheated okay Joe I see how it is your days are numbered, SING FUCK YOU AIMEE, HELL YEAH TAYLOR, ID WRIT A THOUSAND SONGS THE YOU FIND UNCOOL, ITS ON SIGHT, OH ITS HAPPY NOW YAY

I Look in People’s Windows-

Okay stalker much lol, this one is sad :(, very pretty though I’m sorry I can’t focus on the lyrics I’m too hype, very folklore so very sad

The Prophecy-

THIS SOUNDS LIKE ANOTHER SONG BUT I CANT PLACE IT it’s gonna kill me, “who do I have to speak to about if they can redo the prophecy” rip my heart out my god, DONT NEED MONEY JUST SOMEONE WHO WANTS MY COMPANY, also a very sad one

Cassandra-

snake mention 🐍, THE ALTO UNDERLAY OH MY GOD, I normally am not the largest fan of vocal layering when it’s this obviously but this is absolutely lovely, this one tells a VERY GOOD story, “BUT THEY NEVER SPARED A BRICK FOR MY SOUL” OOOOOOF

Peter-

the piano started off this song and I immediately smiled and it ends up being such a bittersweet song, “promises oceans deep but never to keep” these songs rip my heart more and more and more, CAUSE LOVES NEVER LOST WHEN PERSPECTIVE IS EARNED this really hurt me, this longing hurts me

The Bolter-

She’s a runner she’s a track star! THE CHORUS ugh I love it Taylor why do you have to be so good, yeah this one was very good and I relate to being scared of commitment after heartache SOOO MUCH

Robin-

“Strings tied to lovers” IM CRYING, “ALL THIS SHOWMANSHIP TO KEEP IT” JOSEPH YOU FUMBLED SO HARD, THE INVISIBLE STRING RIFF IM ALREADY CRYING YOU DIDNT NEED TO DO THAT TO ME, i will never be able to listen to this song and invisible string in the same day I think it’s genuinely break me

The Manuscript-

the opening piano made me close my eyes and take a deep breath in, New Year’s Day vibes BUT SAD, oh god you know what I’ll kill him, I’ll take the hit, she knew what the agony had been for 🥹 fuck

First Listen Overall- 10/10

I have no notes it was everything I dreamed the actual album would be Taylor please let me buy this on vinyl I need to have it in my grasp also please give me the lyrics written out so I can analyze it plz

I don’t have a favorite they are all my favorite you could pay me to choose

[gaybananabread]

Hi!

Can I put in a request for lee! Alador and lers! Ed, Em, and Amity? That guy needs a laugh🥺. Basically, Ed and Em are busy tickling him because those two totally would. Alador thinks that hope is to come when he sees Amity passing by. But no, being Luz's girlfriend and specializing in abominations, Amity ends up tickling him too.

Feel free to decline!

I LOVE where your mind is, Anon! This is just- adorably tooth-rotting. I had a lot of fun writing this, definitely a mood booster. And, I know, two fics in one week! I smell progress! Thank you for requesting, and Enjoy!

Lee: Alador

Lers: Edric, Emira and Amity

Summary: Alador is moping about his workshop, tired and burnt out. Lucky for him, his children have a fun way of boosting his mood.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!!

Alador was done, to say the least. The week wasn't going how he thought it would.

His latest design for one of his abometons was apparently very flawed, his tired mind making more than a few mistakes. The thing practically melted when he tried to use it.

That design had been giving him hell. He had tried tweaking it, using stronger magic, different metals, even asking Amity to assist him. Odalia had been riding him on the deadline, stressing him out and making everything worse. He was burnt out and so, *so* very tired.

He let his head slam on the desk, just hard enough to make a loud "thunk" noise. Edric and Emira, who were creeping nearby, quickly rushed in when they heard the it. Seeing their dad slumped at the desk, tired and frustrated, flipped their "playful comfort" switches on overdrive.

"Hey dad, you alive?" Emira walked over to the desk, her brother right behind her. He grunted, giving her a weak thumbs-up. Yeah right...

"C'mon, don't lie." She gently poked at his side, trying to get his attention. He huffed, swatting at her hands without sitting up. This sparked an idea in the twins, the same idea popping into both of their heads.

Edric smirked and placed a hand near his dad's ribs. Emira patted his knees. Chuckling, they nodded to eachother before beginning their attack. Edric poked and scratched at Alador's ribs while Emira went for his knees.

The inventor snorted, jolting and trying to shove at his kid's hands. He was tired, his squirming weak and slow. It was a matter of seconds before he broke, his laughter loud and deep.

"HEHEHEY! KIHIDS- QUIHIT IT!" The twins chuckled, happy to hear their father laugh. He rarely lets himself go, always stressed and serious. Em scribbled under his knees, close to giggling herself. His laugh is contagious. "Nah, I don't think we will."

He kicked out, grabbing her wrist. He didn't really try to push her away, just laughing. Edric, not wanting to be outdone, pressed his knuckles into Alador's ribcage. The man squealed, both of his worst spots too much to handle. His laughter was loud and frantic.

Emira laughed, moving her hands to his belly. "C'mon, Ed. Don't wanna kill him, we'd be stuck with mom." Edric smiled as he switched to scribbling on his dad's back. Alador's loud laughter calmed to bubbly, sweet giggles.

"Ehehedric! Emiraha! Gehet off!" He squirmed, his efforts to escape useless. If he managed to stop one twin, the other would poke his bad spot and send him back to square one. He didn't really mind the tickling, but he couldn't just let them do whatever they wanted. That spelled disaster waiting to happen.

Meanwhile, Amity slowly crept down the stairs, an abomination poised and ready for attack. She had heard the commotion and assumed the worst. You can imagine her surprise when she rounded the corner. The twins tickling her dad silly wasn't what she expected.

Emira was the first to notice her, nodding her head so her hands could stay busy. "Hey mittens! Dad here was just telling us about how sad he was. We're helping him let loose. Wanna join?"

Looking over at Amity, Alador felt some hope for escape. "Ahamity! Hehehelp!" Surely his no-nonsense daughter would stop this, right? That hope died when he saw the playful smile on her face. The same one she gets whenever Luz is trying to provoke her. He was *screwed*.

The twins snickered when Amity joined them, making room for their sister. Her dad needed to laugh, and this was always fun with Luz. She fluttered her fingers against his neck, occasionally scratching the shell of his ear.

Alador's giggling doubled, small squeaks and hiccups joining the sound. His face turned a deep red as he squirmed and pushed at their hands. Three on one wasn't exactly fair, making it near impossible for him to get them all off. They poked and scribbled, pulling squeaky giggle after squeaky giggle from their father.

"Kihihids! Ihi- *hic* Quihit!" At this point, he had practically gone limp, weakly batting at Emira's hands on his belly. He was tired, and the lighter tickling wasn't all that bad. It was a nice distraction from his work, and was honestly helping to ease some of his tension.

The Blight children smiled, continuing their father's "torment." His light, bubbly giggling was the only thing they rated to hear in that moment. Alador was always way too stressed out. It was nice for them to see him so happy and care-free.

Eventually, he reached his limit, tapping his older daughter's shoulder in surrender. She stopped, nudging Amity and Edric to do the same. Ed ran off to get some water while Amity set up the couch in his workshop.

Emira wheeled his chair over to the couch, helping him sit down. Alador let himself go limp on the soft cushions, giggly softly as he caught his breath. Ed came back with the water, which Alador quickly gulped down. "Thahank you..."

Ed, Em and Amity could tell their dad wasn't gonna last much longer. He needed a nap, and they'd done a good job of tiring him out enough to get one. His kids sat down beside him, Amity to his left and the twins on his right.

The added warmth and softness of the couch paired just right with Alador's exhaustion, quickly leading him into a peaceful sleep. True, he would have to get back to work later, and Odalia wouldn't be happy he put it off. But he doesn't really care. In that moment, him and his kids were happy. In his eyes, that's all that matters.