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puppy-phum · 1 year

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omg ik I'm very late but first of all CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR MILESTONE VISHI 🌹🎉😍✨🥺❤️🥳💕🥰💖😘 and i hope the prompts are still open lol.

i'm not sure if you're watching My School President, but i feel it's OST song Come Closer by Ford Arun would fit perfectly on PatPran.

I long for your words, whispering those sweet words

If you only knew when I first saw you

You’re all I dreamed of, my heart skips a beat when you’re near

When you’re by my side, when you look into my eyes

A little closer, please come a bit closer

To hear my love

do what you will with this 💌

feels fitting that the way you were "late" (never my dear, never), i am horribly late with responding to this prompt too. i am so very sorry. i hope this was worth the long wait ♥

here's what became of this one

it so happens that back when i received your prompt, i hadn't watched my school president yet. i wasn't planning on watching it but i finally did before the last episode aired. it was... god that show was wonderful. it was so good and sweet and warm in so many ways. the songs were amazing. and it was a joy to use the most stunning one for this edit ♥

(my only grievance is that i didn't get t capture the prom night-glimmer everywhere-stars in the sky and in your eyes-everything is magic -feeling this would've deserved. but maybe next time?)

i did struggle with the edit tho :'D mimi @dimpledpran can tell you how much i whined about making this (it was BAD). between working and studying, i already had only slim moments to work on this one and then hit a huge editing block for some reason. i didn't feel... inspired. which was horrible for me bc i am always inspired! it's like my curse. but anyway.

(i don't mean my lack of inspiration was bc of this prompt btw. or bc of the show choice or bc of patpran. it just... happened. ugh.)

i struggled with the layout the most and the typo and its placement. everything felt like i had already done it or someone else had done it better. but i got over it, eventually. it was a journey with a lot of blood, sweat, and tears. especially tears. at least i didn't throw my laptop out the window or anything.

but! am still going to end this by saying that i thank you for this edit and allowing me to do this! i still had fun. i feel better now while looking at this.

love you, vi ♥ have a wonderful rest of your week!

#thank you so much ♥#am happy to finally give this to you

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leondaltons · 1 year

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oc’s body language ♡

thank you erin my love @narrativefoiltrope for tagging me♥ tagging: @sysba @sussoro @griffin-wood @risingsh0t @indorilnerevarine @umbertors and @moderarato and anyone else!!! <3

— rules: always, never, sometimes

Mia - Infamous

DEFENSIVENESS.

arms crossed on chest / crossing legs / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / karate chops / stiffening of shoulders / tense posture / curling of lip / baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE.

hand-to-face gestures / head tilted / stroking chin / peering over glasses / taking glasses off; cleaning / putting earpiece of glasses in mouth / pipe smoker gestures / putting hand to bridge of nose / pursed lips / knitted brows

SUSPICION.

arms crossed / sideways glance / touching or rubbing nose / rubbing eyes / hands resting on weapon / brows raising / lips pressing into a thin line / strict, unwavering eye contact / wrinkling of nose / narrowed eyes

CONFIDENCE.

hands behind back / hands on lapels of coat / steepled hands / baring teeth in a grin / rolling shoulders / tipping head back but maintaining eye contact / chest puffed up / shoulders back / arms folded just above navel / wide eyes / standing akimbo

INSECURITY & ANXIETY.

chewing pen or pencil / rubbing thumb over opposite thumb / biting fingernails / biting lips / hands in pockets / elbow bent / closed gestures / clearing throat / “whew” sound / picking or pinching flesh / fidgeting in chair / hand covering mouth whilst speaking / poor eye contact / tugging pants whilst seated / jingling money in pockets / tugging at ear / perspiring hands / playing with hair / swaying / playing with pointer; marker; cane / smacking lips / sighing / rocking on balls of feet / flexing or cracking fingers sporadically

ANGER & FRUSTRATION.

short breaths / “tsk” sounds / tightly-clenched hands / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / rubbing hand through hair / rubbing back of neck / snarling / revealing teeth / grimacing / sharp-eye glowers / notable tension in brow / shoulders back, head up; defensive posturing / clenching of jaw / grinding teeth / nostrils flaring / heavy exhales

Utana - College Tennis

DEFENSIVENESS.

arms crossed on chest / crossing legs / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / karate chops / stiffening of shoulders / tense posture / curling of lip / baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE.

SUSPICION.

CONFIDENCE.

INSECURITY & ANXIETY.

ANGER & FRUSTRATION.

Evander - The Exile

DEFENSIVENESS.

arms crossed on chest / crossing legs / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / karate chops / stiffening of shoulders / tense posture / curling of lip / baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE.

SUSPICION.

CONFIDENCE.

INSECURITY & ANXIETY.

ANGER & FRUSTRATION.

Nina - KOTSAM

DEFENSIVENESS.

arms crossed on chest / crossing legs / fist-like gestures / pointing index finger / karate chops / stiffening of shoulders / tense posture / curling of lip / baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE.

SUSPICION.

CONFIDENCE.

INSECURITY & ANXIETY.

ANGER & FRUSTRATION.

#text #this was fun!!!#thank you so much ♥#i actually had to think about some of them for a while looooooooool #infamous: mia lennox #college tennis: utana #exile: evander #kotsam: nina

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signorinavongola · 11 months

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tell me your honest opinion of my portrayal

Your portrayal? Really unique piece of Tsuna! Not just because it is a gender swap, but because of all the personality you put into her. Really charming and yet still trying to figure out more of this amazing muse. She is older, but still keeps the Tsuna parts of family, raising up even when the situation could be troublesome. (imagine if we knew what tyl was besides dead. xD)

You have great writing even if you deny it. Keep one on their toes writing back but loving it.I am bad at explaining so sorry. But thumbs up to you!

You are always so nice to me, Rikku. ♥

I appreciate my Tsuna is a unique piece for you and not just because of the gender swap.

I am glad you like it and give her the opportunity to write with your muses and annoy their lives. XD

#musessinabag #positivity #portrayal of female Tsuna #Thank you so much ♥#My Tsuna annoys the life of your muses. XD

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nume-x · 2 years

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HI JUST WANTED TO LET YOU KNOW YOUR NANAGO/NANAMI ARTS MAKE ME SO HAPPY!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR WONDERFUL ARTS

Hi! I reaaally appreciated you kind words! I'm happy that my artworks can bright your day and make you happy too. This gives me a lot of encouragement to keep drawing ;_;

Thanks ♥

#so thankful #i always shed tears with messages like this one ;__;#thank you so much ♥

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assbuttboyfriends · 1 year

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Send this to ten other bloggers that you think are wonderful. Keep the game going, make someone smile!!! 💗

#thank you so much ♥#right back at you!!#not spn #replies #casismybestfriend

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mercymaker · 1 month

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when u get this, list 5 songs u like to listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers or moots (positivity is cool) 💖

Another round of my spotify faves:

The Day the World Went Away - Ramin Djawadi (currently really enjoying this version, though the original song is one of my all time faves).

THE DEATH OF PEACE OF MIND - Bad Omens.

Blood // Water (Acoustic) - grandson.

i like the way you kiss me - Artemas.

Bells in Santa Fe - Halsey.

#asks #elminsters #ask meme #thank you so much ♥

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astarionhistears · 3 months

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💗💗 Love train! Send this to all the blogs you love! Don’t forget to spread the love! 💗💗

Thank you so much ♥♥

#.ask!#thank you so much ♥

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xzombiepop · 2 years

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Why are you so terribly cute??!?!?!?!?

I know who you are, why u hidin'?

#Thank you so much ♥

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jinstronaut · 5 months

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i still orbit you, and nothing’s changed, but if there’s no name to love, everything has changed. (cr. namuspromised, lyric translation doolsetbangtan)

happy birthday @cordiallyfuturedwight 💜💜💜

#bts #btsedit #btsgif #dailybts #btsdaily #jin #seokjin #kim seokjin #kim taehyung #jung hoseok #min yoongi #dailybangtan #userbangtan #userdimple #usersan #heyryen #userpat #tuserandi #raplineuser #annietrack #userkelli #usersky #***#dont mind me reposting this bc tumblr hates me BUT HAPPY BIRHTDAY KAYLA !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im typing this as im getting ready for work teehee #anyways hi ily idk how u feel abt this song but the vibe felt right and also um Look At Them u kno. esp hobi what the fuck hes so !!!!! OK #ANYWAYS THIS IS ABT YOU. and ILY !!!! idk what i did to deserve ur support and kindness and friendship but i am so thankful that you #decided you wanted to keep me around bc truly u are so amazing and i hold you so close to my heart. u are one of a kind. and im so lucky #to call you a friend. you are so important to me !!!! and i hope u have the best day ever !!!! you deserve it !!!!!!#OK I HAVE TO GO TO WORK ILY PLS I WILL GET BETTER AT SHOWING U HOW MUCH ILY I PROMISE ♥♥♥

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theomisu · 2 months

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Theo i just sent mons-immortaliums demo to a friend and the fact they got stuck on the this is a filthy fairy romance made me laugh.

It's honestly still my favorite work from you ❤️

Hope you are feeling okay btw! 😇

Liiiiz 🤗💕 You're always so nice, literal ray of sunshine! ✨ Thank you so much and thanks for recommending my little filthy IF🤭Swear I'll update it Doing ok, just dealing with a little heath wave, there were days with 40°C / 104°F🥵🥵Which is normal-ish for summer here, but not for a whole month 😭

Hope you're also doing great!🤗💕

#thank you so much ♥#lovely Liz 💕#yesterday finally rained for longer than 10 minutes #slept so well

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just-french-me-up · 1 month

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If you'd still like Dreamling kiss prompts, how about 7 or 17?

@martybaker asked : Hello, your fics are so lovely! May I humbly request ‘A kiss to shut them up’ if you’re still taking prompts? 👉👈 @anonymous asked : Thoughts on dreamling 7 or 17 (to shut them up or to distract - maybe even both at once?) for the kiss prompts?

We're shutting him up, yall! This is a Retired!Dream one, in which Dream struggles with the human body and human condition, and can't see how he can measure up to his old self in Hob's eyes. Angsty you say? Deceivingly horny I raise you! I kept this sorta M rated but... hey if there's more to come *winkwink* who knows?

The human body was a curious thing. It required constant attention, fluids, fuel, maintenance, care. And yet it was so... limiting. Morpheus could still remember how it felt, to think of a place and feel the ground shift under his feet without ever having to move. There had been no hunger then. No thirst. No itching, for his skin had never had the notion that it could be too dry.

If he had ever felt those things, it had been because he had chosen to.

Now the world imposed itself to him, there wasn't much of a choice.

Urges baffled him the most. The dryness coating his mouth on a particularly hot day, his mind conjuring up images of cold, condensation-weeping bottles. The drowsiness taking hold of him after dinner, weighing on his eyelids. The burning, devouring heat flaring in his abdomen as Hob would step out of the shower, a towel lazily tied around his hips, the line of hair trailing down his navel guiding Morpheus' gaze downwards.

It was a strange thing, to be overcome by such sensations. An infuriating thing, really. He ought to be able to resist them. He had been able to resist them, once, to ignore them, dismiss them into nothing if he so chose. How vexing it was, to be a creature of wants and needs, when your existence had been nothing but careful control.

He would not tell Hob, but he could not help but feel... lesser. How clever could his mind be, now that he only had access to his own? How good could his hands be, he who had been able to breathe life into dream clay, fashion lands and castles with a single thought? How pleasing could his touch be, now that he was barred from his lover's unconscious? How could he compare to who and what he had been, once?

They had not made love ever since his encounter with the Kindly Ones. Hob had never pushed, reading Morpheus far better than Morpheus ever could, now. There had been times, here and there, when Morpheus had thought they would, with lingering kisses growing deeper, embraces in bed tighter, but something had held him back. Some bitter gnawing feeling at the pit of his stomach. Yet another thing he could not seem to control.

Yet he wanted. Desperately, frustratingly so. The most mundane things would strike him as the most erotic sights he could fathom. Hob drinking his coffee in the morning, his Adam's apple bobbing as he'd swallow. Hob reading the day's papers, his gaze intent, focused. Hob reaching up to grab this or that from a cupboard, his shirt riding up and showing his navel, while his tired pajama bottoms hung from his hips, revealing the slight dips there, a hint of hair...

Morpheus' body would betray him often, subjecting him to fantasies and erections that, much like the rest, he held little control over. Unlike food, lust was a hunger he never seemed to satisfy. It only grew.

If Hob had ever caught him staring, he never said anything. Instead, he was highly skilled at noticing when Morpheus' mind would start spinning on itself, feeding the loop of existential dread looming over him. He had taken to giving Morpheus tasks, then, something to focus on. Although it would not quite clear the storm, it muffled it somewhat.

Perhaps he'd sensed another one of Morpheus' spirals that night, when his voice rose from the bedroom.

"Oh, bollocks! Love? Might need a hand here."

As he stepped inside the bedroom, Morpheus found Hob standing by the mirror, struggling with his button-up. He flashed a quick contrite smile at him, emphatically tugging at the fabric.

"Can't manage to button those buggers off," he explained.

"Allow me."

The human condition was one thing, but buttons he could handle. Morpheus' touch was methodical, surgical almost, as he focused on the task at hand, yet three buttons later, he could not help but feel his focus slip. He could feel Hob's warmth under his fingertips. His heartbeat. As he breathed in, Hob's scent filled his lungs, distracting him further. By the time he was done with the shirt, his mind had gone elsewhere.

Hob wore an undershirt, a thin, almost see-through thing. It required barely any effort to see his chest in spite of the fabric. Morpheus' eyes trailed down, heat flushing his cheeks. Mindlessly, his thumb traced the line of hair down Hob's abdomen, his mouth filled with want. He could feel hot breath against his lips. Humans were not meant to withstand such hunger.

They were kissing before Morpheus could articulate another thought, Hob's mouth warm and soft against his, the coarse brush of his stubble adding fuel to the fire overtaking him. No doubt Hob had meant for this to be tender, but Morpheus was famished, taking, and taking, and taking all that was offered until his lungs might explode. He found himself gasping against Hob, nose to nose, forehead to forehead.

"Hey," Hob whispered, gentle to a fault. "It's okay. There's no rush."

Morpheus swallowed hard, feverishly catching his breath. Hob's palm was invitingly cool against his cheek.

"I will keep," he continued. "We don't have to―"

"I want to," Morpheus rasped, weeks of frustration pushing the words out of him. "I want you. I just―"

"Just what?"

The patience in his voice was the lifeline Morpheus held onto as he sighed, embarrassment flooding through him.

"This form, it feels... finite. Flawed. Lacking."

Fallible, he did not say. He watched as Hob's eyes grew round, ridicule joining embarrassment.

"Duck―"

"I am not as I once was," he continued, overcome with the need to justify himself. "I am no longer suited to anticipate your every want. I can not satisfy you to the degree I once could. Everything I have to offer is bound to disappoint in comparison."

Hob's stare felt heavy, too heavy for Morpheus to hold, but as he looked away, Hob took his chin between his fingers, directing his gaze back to him.

"Love, I―. Sex is not about making some kind of... of ranking."

"Your unconscious would rank it, regardless."

"Fuck my unconscious. It's my conscious self who wants you, magic dick or not."

The corners of Hob's mouth twitched at his own joke, but seriousness soon took over.

"I love you," he said, prompting Morpheus to look away again. "I love you. I would love you Endless, I would love you human, I would love you if you were a tentacled monster and hell, you've been that before if you'd recall!"

Morpheus fought back the smile creeping up on his lips.

"I never cared how we'd fuck. Well, I did, but― I did because it was you. I wanted to be with you. I still do."

Hob sighed, and they stood in silence for a moment, looking at each other.

"At least now we know that mind of yours is well and truly yours and not a Dream of the Endless exclusive."

"An unfortunate discovery."

Hob's hand settled on Morpheus' waist, his thumb brushing the fabric of his shirt.

"I do want you," he said. "Whenever you're ready. If ever. But I don't want you holding back because you've convinced yourself I may not enjoy it well enough, according to some cosmic standard you've set for yourself."

Morpheus nodded slowly, his own thumb back to tracing the happy trail on Hob's stomach.

"I have always found you pleasing enough, after all," he dared, shooting a tentative look at Hob. "As human as you are."

Hob made a face, pulling him closer by the waist.

"Your compliments need work, duck. But I do think there's a silver lining to this whole human condition you are overlooking."

"Is that so?"

Hob smirked at him, fully conscious of how devilishly handsome that made him. He had had, after all, centuries to hone those skills. How long would it take him?

"You no longer have access to my unconscious, right?"

"I do not."

"Which means you can no longer anticipate my every want, as you said."

Now that was rubbing salt into the wound.

"Yes," he conceded with a frown.

"Well imagine how arousing it is, my love," Hob said, his eyes darker by the second, "to be able to surprise you."

A warm shiver went down Morpheus' spine, sending his pulse into a frantic race. He swallowed thickly, holding Hob's gaze.

"How arousing?"

"Very. Cock-achingly, one might say."

Morpheus glanced down, finding Hob's trousers tight, his hard cock pressing against the fabric, making his knees weak. The human body truly was weak in the most delicious way.

"I could dare you to surprise me," he teased back, his breathing loud in his ears.

"You could."

Gods, that mouth of his, Morpheus was quite certain he could be undone from that tone alone. But still.

"But should you find me displeasing, you ought to―"

The rest of his words were swallowed into a kiss, unheard and discarded, replaced by tender sighs and wanting hands, and after a while, Morpheus found he'd forgotten what they even were, his mind blissfully blank save for pleasure.

The human body was a curious thing. A highly pleasing thing, at times.

Send me a kissing prompt?

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puppy-phum · 1 year

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Hello Vish! Congratulations on your milestone. Thank you for creating and sharing all your beautiful edits with us, I really love and enjoy seeing them on my dash. I hope I'm not too late for sending you prompts. I have several of them because I'm not really good at choosing a show/pairing + text combination, so I'm not sure if these will work but I'm just going to try. Please feel free to choose whichever combination that meets your interest, or just ignore them if you think they're not something you prefer to do.

1) The Eclipse (AkkAyan) + Quotes from George Orwell, 1984: (a) “Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood.” or (b) “If you loved someone, you loved him, and when you had nothing else to give, you still gave him love.” or (c) “We shall meet in the place where there is no darkness.”

2) Enchanté (AkkTheo) + Quotes from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince: (a) “And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.” or (b) “It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.”

I hope one of these combinations works for you, if not, that's okay too :) Thank you, and I hope you have a lovely day! 💜

hello april ♥ thank you for all your lovely words and the prompts ^^ i've enjoyed them and i'm so very happy to have you here! i knew ever since i received this ask that i'd go for one of the akktheo prompts you gifted me. i adored enchante and never got to make any edits for it before, so i wanted to try. both quotes were lovely, but for some reason, i got stuck on the rose.

here's what i came up with

i hope you enjoy the edit ♥ have a wonderful rest of your week!

(some extra rambles under the cut!)

so i didn't have a very definite plan for this edit, other than that i wanted this to work as some type of "bookmark" visually. as the little prince is, well, a book and they tie akktheo's journey with the said book very tightly, i wanted this bookmark to work as their timeline? does this make sense? i hope it does haha.

the rose travels with them through their relationship ever since it first appears before akktheo's first kiss. this made me think about the "time wasted for your rose" as they both kind of... idk. they both waste time on each other and figuring out this thing between them. but they willingly do it. every time, it's time willingly given away. that wasted time, it matters to them.

so i wanted the rose to just appear a lot in this edit. to be present and show these changes in their relationship. how it all starts with a little spark, in an unlikely place, and grows despite the hard circumstances (within theo as he guards it by himself for a long while). then it finally gets a home as akk starts discovering his own feelings and accepts them.

then akk moves the rose to theo's care, thinking it will be better off there. i took this as a way of akk giving his heart away. the rose symbolises that. he took care of it with all his might and now it's with theo where it belongs. he tries to take care of theo but feels that theo is better at taking care of both of them.

and then... well, the petals scene was supposed to symbolise their romance and the romantic moments between them. the celebration kind of. the cheer and joy and falling even deeper in love. the soft moments, spent surrounded by their now blooming love.

and then there's the rose that withers as theo gets hurt and akktheo separate. the rose that hurts theo (literally as he pricks his finger on it) and starts dropping its petals. the rose theo no longer knows how to take care of and the rose that eventually witnesses theo leave back to france, alone.

but bc this was supposed to be happy, i ofc had to include the akktheo reunion in france (in that very horrible cgi france XD) so the hug is there. with the lonely rose... well. let's just think that the rose now has a new life somewhere. all that time wasted on it wasn't for nothing.

i hope any of this makes sense! i loved making this edit and i personally enjoy the colors in this a lot ^^ also it was fun going through enchanté again, i miss that show and i miss the soft, sweet forcebook ♥

#thank you so much ♥#makeavish2023 #promptrambles #sorry this has taken ages but for some reason #this summer and spring too passed by quicker than i expected haha

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fauchart · 1 year

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Animated portrait commission for @gearbroth

[Currently Closed, details here!]

#animated portrait #commissions #my art #client receives full resolution and unwatermarked portraits!#anyway Gear thank you SO much again for commissioning me you truly came at the best of time and i'll forever be thankful #for your patience and generosity #I really hope you like it ♥♥♥

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coloursflyaway · 2 months

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Your works always make me feel so cherish ed and spoiled while reading them. If you’re open to requests, I’d love to see something where Charles is struggling with feelings of inadequacy, and Edwin decides to spoil him a bit. Hope you have a wonderful day!

Thank you so much, I am so glad you enjoyed them ♥♥♥ And thank you for the prompt!!

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„I should have done more“, Charles tells him, pacing across the agency’s floor, back and forth and back and forth and back and forth, in a way that makes Edwin imagine he can see his footsteps carving themselves into the floorboards. „I should have done just something. Been faster, or should have just noticed that they were coming earlier, just something.“

It’s been going on like this for more than thirty minutes now, Edwin checking the time on the clock on their desk periodically. And he understands it, feels some of the guilt that is clearly wrecking Charles himself – Niko has gotten hurt on a case earlier, because none of them had paid attention on the third witch of the coven hiding in the shadows, waiting for a chance to strike – but while Crystal had taken Niko to the hospital and Edwin has resolved himself to pay more attention next time, Charles seems unable to let it go.

Edwin has tried to console him, has tried to alleviate his pain with soft words and reassurances and everything in between, but it doesn’t seem to make a lick of difference. It’s like Charles is stuck in a loop of this, unable to see a simple, but important truth: that none of them expect him to be perfect all the time.

Niko will be fine, the cut from the witch’s knife deep but not dangerous in any way, but not even a phone call from Crystal informing them of the fact enough to soothe any of Charles’ anguish.

“I’m so stupid, who would forget that there was a third one? Me, that’s who. I should have just -”

And it’s just too much; Edwin cannot listen to a word more of this.

Charles is still pacing, so caught up in whatever is going on in his head that he doesn’t even notice Edwin getting up and crossing the few metres between them, which is so unlike him it hurts something deep within Edwin’s chest. And it’s that hurt that makes it even easier to reach out and put a hand on Charles’ shoulder, not feeling the fabric of his jacket but feeling Charles beneath it anyway, the thrum of his energy and the solidity of his astral form and the importance he has to Edwin, unmatched in this universe and all others.

This, at least, Charles registers, and just as he starts to turn, Edwin pulls him close, tucks Charles’ head beneath his chin and leaves his hand on the back of his neck so even if he tried, he wouldn’t be able to escape. Edwin’s other arm snakes around Charles’ waist, wrapping around him tight, and for a moment, there is tension within him, Edwin feels it as much as his soul can sense it, eternally tied to Charles’ as it is, but then it leaves him with what feels like a sigh, a tidal wave.

“You’re doing enough”, Edwin tells him, whispers it into his mess of curls and feels Charles shudder at the touch. “You’re keeping all of us safe, every day, and Niko will be fine. The next time, we will know to keep a better watch. It’s not your fault, it wasn’t even your responsibility. We are a team, and we will get better as one, too. But you have to stop blaming yourself for it. You’re doing enough. You are enough. And I love you the most of absolutely anything in this world or the next. Alright?”

For a moment, there is nothing, no answer, but then, slowly, ever so slowly, Charles wraps his arms around Edwin in return, sinking into the hug like all the strength in his body has left him at once.

“You promise?”, he asks, half against Edwin’s collarbone, and his voice is still strained and soft and hurt, but the mania of before is gone, the tension, the almost-desperation.

“I promise. Of course, I do.”

And there is another pause, Charles’ fingers gripping at Edwin’s jacket, his cheek nuzzling Edwin’s shoulder; later tonight, they will curl up on the sofa and Edwin will kiss Charles as many times as he needs it, will put Charles’ head into his lap and kiss his eyelids closed, and will read him a story they have both read a thousand times before.

A sigh, then, “Alright. If you say so.”

And as he presses a kiss to Charles’ head, Edwin thinks, yes. They’ll be alright.

#dead boy detectives #dead boy detective agency #edwin payne #edwin paine #charles rowland #painland #payneland #paynland #chedwin #charles x edwin #edwin x charles #also for everyone else who sent me prompts: thank you so much i am trying to get through them but some of them will take a bit of time #but i love all of them ♥♥♥

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