#ajax imagines

[snzhrchy]

Oh my god, I thought about this at school, okok so can I request a fanfic about Ajax having a crush on the reader (She/her if u can!) and his little snakes constantly trying to be affectionate with her and sneaking outside his little hat to try and touch you???? Thank you!

— ☆ THE SNAKES !

ajax petropolus x fem!reader

synopsis; Gorgons are usually told to keep their distance from the rest of the outcasts but Ajax and his snakes are a little too fond of you. notes; THIS WAS SOO FUN TO WRITE AND THE CONCEPT WAS CUTE TOO OMG taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it !!

The first time you encountered Ajax's snakes acting oddly around you was when the both of you were studying for your upcoming exam. When this happened, neither of you were aware of each other's feelings towards one another and didn't think too much of it:

Usually, Nevermore's library is rather quiet with no signs of life but not today. Today, the library had been filled with dozens of students trying to cram the entire biology syllabus in less than an hour.

Exam season was upon the students of Nevermore and they were all rest-less, including you and Ajax.

You both were near the end of the library, sitting across from one another as you both were helping each other revise for your upcoming exam. Yet, none of you could get anything done since there were far too many distractions for the both of you.

'Right so, what are the adaptations of a Dionaea muscipula plant?' you asked Ajax looking up from your deck of flashcards that were strewn all over your textbook.

Ajax remained quiet as he tried to think of his answer to your question while you began to scan your textbook again, re-reading all the material in it.

After a while, you turned to Ajax, again, wanting to ask him the question again but were immediately stopped by Ajax, who cursed and shouted: 'Y/N, close your eyes!'

You quickly shut your eyes tight and for good measure, covered them both with your hands. You really didn't want to turn into stone merely hours before your final exam.

Once the gorgon informed you that it was safe to open to your eyes, you slowly obliged. You saw that he looked rather embarrassed as he had his face covered with both of his hands. 'Sorry. I'm really sorry about that, I don't know what's happening to my snakes right now. Usually, they behave quite well,' he apologised.

You shook your head and reassured him that it wasn't his fault that his snakes attempted to stone you. You didn't think too much of this interaction but little did you know that the reason for this was due to the gorgon's major crush on you.

The second time Ajax's snakes attempted to touch you was during Outreach Day at Uriah's Heep. You both had gotten that shop for volunteering and you were very glad to have been there with a friend:

Outreach Day was probably one of your least favourite days of the school year. Yes, you were going out to Jericho and finally having a change of scenery but the entire concept of volunteering was tedious to you — why were you working at a place when you weren't going to be paid?

However, it wasn't all doom and gloom since your best friend Ajax was volunteering there too!

Most of your time spent at that creepy shack involved you both just quizzically staring at the rows of shelves that were filled with the ( nicely dressed ) roadkill or with cleaning out all the dusty old shelves.

Every now and then, you both would crack jokes but would get immediately shushed by the only clerk present in the store.

While you cleaned out a shelf that was right at the back of the store, you were interrupted Ajax standing a little too close to you as he watched you clean out the shelf.

‘Want some help here? I’m done with my side so—‘ Ajax stopped talking when he noticed that a few of snakes were roaming near your small figure.

All your movements stopped when you felt the weird feeling of scales on your head and neck. Your breath hitched. You were unsure of how to proceed; any wrong movement and you’d be a stone.

‘Ajax?’ You called out. 'Yeah? Sorry, give me a minute...' he said as he began to shove the snakes back into his beanie.

The rest of your day spent with him involved you countlessly reassuring him that the snakes were no big deal while he apologised to you endlessly.

Ajax was terrified of the idea of his snakes ever turning you to stone.

The third ( and last ) time his snakes escaped his beanie to affectionately touch you was during the Rave'N - it was a night you both won't ever forget:

The Rave'N was a rather lively and remarkable evening. It started out rather wonderful as well.

Ajax had come to pick you up at your dorm at around 7. He was already dressed in a white suit - he even had a beanie to match. You'd be lying if you said he didn't look attractive.

The entirety of your evening was spent with the both of you dancing to all the songs, drinking and eating.

As it started to near midnight, the songs started to get slower - perfect for ballroom dancing.

Even though your legs were sore and you felt like you could hardly stand but when Ajax asked you to dance with him one last time, how could you say no?

You both spent the last hours of the night in each other's arms. The entire world around you both was a blur and the only thing you could focus on was Ajax's arms around your body.

When the night ended and everyone was leaving; there were barely any people present except for a few other students and you both.

Ajax and you sat at one of the round tables, doing absolutely nothing - just sitting with one another, enjoying each other's company. It was a comfortable silence, to say the least.

The raspy yet comforting voice of Ajax calling out your name, snapped you out of your thoughts as you turned all your attention to him. You hummed in response, urging him to speak - you were too tired to say a single word.

'I...' he began, 'I had a great time here, with you.' You smiled upon hearing his words, 'me too.'

You both sat in silence again until Ajax began another conversation: 'hey, listen... I don't know how to properly say this but...' he trailed off, it was as if he was trying to form the right words in his mind. 'I really like you - I like you a lot, in fact,' he bluntly said.

Your eyes widened in shock; you couldn't believe your ears - your best friend and crush, Ajax had confessed to you. It was too surreal.

You were unaware of how to properly tell him that you harbored feelings for him as well. So, on impulse, you crashed your lips onto his.

Ajax was taken a back by your action but he kissed you back nonetheless. He'd been wanting to do that for so long.

His hands cupped one of your cheeks while the other travelled down to your waist whereas both of your arms were wrapped around his neck.

Unfortunately, you both pulled apart once Ajax realised that his snakes had escaped, again. He frantically apologised to you on behalf of his snakes while you chuckled.

Atleast now the snakes would attempt to escape a little less.

[manddor]

fluff with ajax? this boy is so 😫 😫

ikr? and i feel he’s a little underrated! btw, thanks for the request <3 this is a little long! but i hope you like!

ajax petropolus x fem!reader — friends fake dating; angst and fluff

YOU BELONG WITH ME !

Rave'N was approaching and you - despite not liking those things - needed a pair. Even Wednesday who had zero manners with people had a date and so your friends started talking about you. 'You swear nobody asked you to go to the ball?' 'Awn, y/n, don't worry, I'm sure someone will call you soon!’

So you went to Ajax's dorm and thank God he was alone. "Please, be my date for the prom-" you begged. "I swear I didn't want to do this with you, but Enid already has a date" you mumbled, glancing to see if he wouldn't get bitter by the statement. When he gave a small smirk you continued "and people started whispering behind my back about how they feel bad for me! And we've always been best friends, so it wouldn't be weird.." He rolled his eyes. "Please, please, please... you owe me! I gave my answers to you on Tornhill's test."

"Cheating on a test and being your fake date is extremily different..." he looked up, because a snake was starting to come out of his hood. "Okay, I'I go with you." he said trying to hide the animal.

You jumped out of his bed and sprinted to give your friend a hug. "Have I mentioned how much I like you?" he started laughing, hugging you back.

"That's enough, y/n, I need to have energy to pretend I can handle dating you to everyone at Nevermore" he said pushing you away with a smile on his face. "I'll be the best boyfriend you've ever had. Although it won't be difficult at all... people will think it's weird that you're dating someone so nice and handsome like me."

"Don't think so, pretty boy. People will be jealous of you for being with me" you said pointing your finger at his chest. "I'll make you some protection charms...” he rolled his eyes again and pointed to the door and muttered for you to leave. "Oh, another thing.." you giggled. "We need to start this as soon as possible to make it feel more real."

"Ugh, okay, y/n! But after prom, I'II try things with Enid again, okay?" you agreed and finally left his room wishing him a 'goodnight, boyfriend.’

The next morning, in your history class - all the lights in the room were turned off, as your professor was showing a slide about the great war - you were almost asleep, your eyes were heavy and you're fighting with the urge to pay attention in class. Suddenly, Bianca who was sitting next to you punched your arm almost making your head hit the table, you looked around without understanding and you noticed the door was open, with an intense light coming towards you. Xavier was standing next to the old man "Sorry about the confusion Professor, but my friend has something to say."

You were still sleepy, but you were fully aware that it was Ajax walking into the room with a huge bouquet of flowers, with Kent's company who had a sign - which Xavier helped him open - that was written ‘Y/n, would you like to go to Rave'N with me?’.

Holy crap.

"Y/n, honey, would you give me the honor and be my date to prom?" he asked and even your professor had a small smile on his face waiting for you to answer.

The whole class started whispering and Bianca shook you to get up at once to answer the boy who had an adorable smile on his face. You were astonished. You had told him to be your fake date, but you had no idea that his head could think of all that.

"Wow" you whispered, then cleared your throat "Y-yes! I'll go with you, Aj."

"Come here, kid." the professor said and you went to Ajax to hug him.

"I can't believe you did that" you whispered into his ear.

"It was what you deserved" he whispered back and you took the bouquet from his hand which almost fell out of your hands as they were sweating. "I'll see you later honey" he placed a kiss on your cheek and left the room. You stood there still without reaction, watching Xavier congratulate Ajax - both with the brightest smiles you ever saw. All your classmates started applauding.

When you sat down, Bianca's jaw dropped. "Why didn't you told me this before? Ajax is so cute and you guys are a match" you blushed.

The next few days were in the same intensity. He spent every meal at your side, giving you hugs and placing kisses on your cheek or in your forehead, getting a lot of questions from your friends. 'When this started?', 'You've always been so close... we should have noticed' and 'You finally decide to get to know each other deeply!'

Ajax took to answering for you, once you commented that you felt embarrassed with so much attention on you. 'Yeah... we didn't even thought about it, but it happened.'

But something strange happened. You two spent a lot of time together to show your cute little relationship, but he started ghosting you. You thought maybe he was trying to figure how he would fix the things with Enid after that.

"Aj" you called him when you were alone in the hall. "Are you mad at me?" he barely looked at your face. "You haven't spoken to me in a while.”

He looked a long time into your eyes and placed a hand on your arm, squeezing a little bit. "No! No way" he cracked a smirk.

"Great! Because tomorrow is Raven'N and we need to be super connected" you said and his smile disappeared.

"Yeah, I know" he paused for a moment. "I have class now, see you later." and he left. You felt a strange feeling, because you knew he didn’t have any class right now.

At Raven'N's day, you were surprised by how excited you were. It was actually a mix of excitement and anxiety and you didn't know why, but you decided to embrace the feeling. You got dressed up with Bianca and a few other friends, dancing and singing together.

You ended up exchanging a few messages with Ajax and even though things were still a little awkward between the two of you, he was still being cute and funny, like he always was.

And when you went to the ball, the hall was amazing, super decorated and with exciting songs. You started looking for some boy who was covering his hair but failed. "Xav, have you seen Aj?" you asked as the tall boy walked past you.

He seemed to think for a while before answering, his cheeks turning red "He... he was talking to Enid." your heart skipped a few beats. "And he's a little drunk." Shit.

You knew that interrupting their conversation would be an embarrassment, so you decided to wait for him to come talk to you. Even if he didn't spend the prom with you, if he had patched things up with Enid, you'd be happy for him. Right? You were supposed to be happy for him. He was your best friend. Just that.

So when you saw Enid come back with a huge smile on her face, you got worried and decided to look for the boy. Ajax was sitting in the hallway and you could see that he was really drunk. "Aj!"

"Oh, Y/n. I'm so sorry... I failed on that fake date thing" he said putting his hand on his face as if he was embarrassed.

"What are you talking about?" you helped him up and his body was heavier than you imagined. He ended up not answering your question and you didn't insisted. Ajax slipped and his forehead met yours. He laughed.

"I really want to kiss you right now." he whispered. Your heart raced.

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"I do, y/n. I'm the dumbest guy in the world... I wish I had told you this a long time ago." he said running his fingers through your hair. Suddenly, all of your body felt warm.

"And the whole thing with Enid?" you knew asking questions to drunk people wasn't a good idea, but you've wanted to ask him for a while.

"Bullshit, she's just a friend.” he started laughing. “Actually she was helping me how to express my feelings" he said looking into your eyes, your heart cheered. "Fuck" he muttered and before you realized it, he had kissed you. God, how you wish he'd done this sober. But you reciprocated. Pulling him closer and feeling his little snakes stroking your hair.

You stopped the kiss and took your friend to his dorm, leaving some water by his side and a medicine that you knew he would need. The moment he laid down, you were going to leave the room, but he pulled your hand. "Y/n... I'm in-"

"Don't" you interrupted him. "Tell me that when you're sober." and then you left.

You couldn't sleep the whole night. Your heart was impatient, it felt like it had just broken, but this time hurting more. It hurt more because you knew what you were missing, you knew your heart was beating for just one person and maybe it had been beating for all this time and you just realized it now. It hurt even more that he had kissed you while he was drunk, probably knowing that it wouldn't happen when he was sober.

It was Sunday, meaning you were free of classes, but your friends were meeting for lunch together as an after-prom celebration. Ajax was waiting for you in front of your dorm's door and you walked to the place without saying a word. You knew he remembered last night, but he sure as hell regretted it.

"Where were the lovebirds yesterday?" Bianca asked as everyone saw you entering the place hand in hand. "We didn't see you the rest of the party"

"We were very busy yesterday" Ajax smirked and squeezed your hand. You pretended to smile and your friends faces were shocked by the answer.

But you started hearing murmurs behind you as the celebration was going. 'Does he really like her?', 'He's too cute for her...', 'Are you kidding? As soon as they're done, I'm going to ask Y/ n to go out with me, she's extremely hot. Aj is the one who's lucky'.

Ajax felt his face boil with anger, pulling you closer and pressing his lips to yours. You felt your heart beat faster and more desperately. You felt his tongue brush your lips and you gave permission to enter. Your breathing was heavy. He placed his hand on your neck and trailed his fingers down your back to the waist, where he pulled you even closer. You broke up when it looked like you were going to pass out from lack of air.

The entire room was silent, but your gaze didn't break Aj's for a second. What was it all about? "That's my bro" Xavier spoke, breaking the silence of your colleagues.

Once everyone was entertained with conversations and gossip from the ball, you left the place and headed towards the forest. It was raining and it didn't take long for your hair to be completely soaked. That was the best way to get your energy renewed and clear your mind.

You sat on a tree, but it didn't take long to hear footsteps behind you and see Ajax's worried face beside you. "Not in the mood for talking right now" you said putting your face on your knee, feeling the raindrops roll down your cheeks.

"But we need to" he said sitting next to you.

"This fake dating thing was a mistake, you know?" you said, feeling his eyes on you.

"I know I confused you about yesterday-"

"No need to explain yourself, Aj." you interrupted him. He shifted his position and sat in front of you taking both of your hands.

"Yes, I need." you looked into his eyes. "It was really a mistake all this" you already felt your eyes watering. "But everything I said and all my actions yesterday were honest" your heart was beating fast again. "Even though I did it in the world's stupidest way, didn't know if it's reciprocate or-"

"It is." you said without elaborating and he smiled.

"Y/n, I'm in love with you. And I'm saying this in the most sober way possible." you got up and the boy followed you.

"I can't imagine a life without you, Aj. I feel like you belong with me. The same way I belong to you" you said running your hand over his face and kissing him. “I love you.”

[sweaterweatherever]

can you please write something for ajax x reader…like anything pls

Gorgeous (Ajax Petropolus x Reader)

Pairing: Ajax Petropolus x Fem Reader.

Warnings: Mention of getting high and underage drinking. Cursing. Reader is a bit of a hot mess in this one, guys.

Requested: Yes (Kind of)

A/N: I have always wanted to write something related to Gorgeous, because is one of my favourites songs. So when I saw the request for anything Ajax, I couldn’t help myself. Hope you like it, anon. I had so much fun writing this, but I kept it short because I will be rewatching Wednesday to get a better grasp on him. Remember, REQUESTS are OPEN

You walked out of the classroom, carrying your fencing uniform neatly folded. Your fencing sucked so much, it was funny. You took it in stride, though. Every time you got your ass handed to you, and it was often, surrounded by good fencers as you were, you laughed it off. It really infuriated Wednesday and Bianca, but it endeared you to the rest of your classmates.

"I just can't understand how you are so talented at everything and fuck up so spectacularly here." Bianca said, walking towards you. She had her own uniform folded as neatly as yours, carrying it under her arm. You weren't offended, knowing it was only teasing. Her pretty eyes glittered with amusement.

"I just don't have the talent for it." You shrugged, and gave her a smile.

"You need practice." Bianca pressed, her tone turning more serious. The downside of being her friend was that Bianca was a doer, and you were a watcher. She saw problems and solutions, fixing everything she thought was wrong. Sometimes, you clashed about it, because you preffered to let some things be. "You can do it, you are just lazy." She tried for an encouraging tone, but her words made you grimace anyways. You hoped she didn't want to be a doctor, because her bedside manner would be awful.

"Don't listen to her Y/N!" Xavier yelled, a bit further down the hallway, but close enough to hear your conversation. He was walking with Ajax, and seeing him made your heart suddenly beat faster in your chest. "She is just salty because you beat her in the pop quiz."

"Thanks, Xavier." You approached them, letting Xavier put an arm around your shoulder and place you a little behind them. Next to him, Ajax smiled at you, making something flutter in your stomach.

"I'm sure you will do better next time." Ajax tried to console you, putting an arm around your shoulder too and sandwiching you between the two boys. You quickly ducked their arms and jogged back to Bianca, before he could see your blush.

"Girl, you know I support you no matter what, but this is getting ridiculous." Bianca took the fencing uniform from you, dissaproval clear on her expression. She snuck a glance at Ajax and lowered her voice. "Poor guy thinks you hate him. When are you going to put an end to this?"

"It's better this way." You answered, fully convinced of it. This way, you avoided embarassing yourself in front of him for something you couldn't help. Besides, it wasn't worth it. Your little crush wasn't only unrequieted, it also wasn't going anywhere. "It's too late to stop now and, besides, he is too hung up on Enid to care."

"And denial is just a River in Egypt." Bianca muttered, and you pretended not to hear it. She walked away, and tapped Xavier on the shoulder. You hurried to get out of the corridor, just in case Ajax, suddenly left alone, decided to approach you. It was hard, because every time you saw him, you wanted to blurt out your feelings, and you didn't want the humiliation. Ajax was so cute and kind, you didn't want to make things even more awkward.

You would find out what Bianca and Xavier were up to later anyway, when she inevitably told you. The advantages of sharing a room with your bestie, you guessed.

And because you knew her so well, you weren't surprised when Bianca told you. What surprised you was the theme of your conversation, because you had been expecting them to get back together or planning some kind of party, not this.

"I just find it exhausting, you know?" Bianca said to you, applying a bit of highlighter on her brow bones. She looked so pretty it was unfair. You wanted to hate her for it, but she was too nice. "I have to see you two go at it every day, with all the pinning and your embarrassment when you inevitably put your foot in your mouth. At first, it was funny, but now it's getting pathetic. But don't worry, I am such a good friend that I fixed it for you."

"You did?" You asked, checking your mascara. You were getting ready for a Nightshade reunion, which really meant you were going to get high or drunk with the rest. You weren't going to bother with something more complex, but you wanted to look nice. Not for Ajax, of course, but you weren't going to talk to him. But, just in case.

"Yeah. Xavier and I… talked. We are both sick of your pining."

You would have grilled her more, but she pulled a small bottle of her pulse and handed it to you. "For later." Bianca said. You didn't question it, because when she set her mind to something, nothing would change her curse of action. Bianca was an unstoppable force, and you weren't an immovable object.

You decided to go along with it. She was your friend, she wouldn't do anything with the potential of hurting you. If you knew what was coming, you would have argued more.

When Xavier asked you to go get some glasses he had left in his shed, having used them for his brushes and never giving them back, you thought nothing of it. Tonight there were more people than usual, and not only the core members. So off you went, and the moment you entered the shed, you came face to face with Ajax. Something turned in your stomach, realizing it was a trap.

"Y/N? I was waiting for Enid?" He said, and you scoffed. Of course. Of course, that was what they had used to draw them here. You turned around, hurrying to the door. You weren't fast enough, unfortunately. The door closed with a slam right in front of your face.

"Are those… chains?" Ajax asked, at the sudden rustling of something metallic. They were locking the door from the outside, you realized, with growing horror.

"Come on, guys, this isn't funny. " You said, voice trembling a little. You didn't want to be trapped here with him, you would prefer being skinned alive with a blunt knife instead. "Let us go."

"Not a chance in hell, lovebirds." Bianca's voice was full of glee. Oh, how much you hated her. You were going to make her pay. "See you tomorrow." And to add insult to the injury, she started whistling obnoxiously as you heard her walk away.

"Fuck." You said, sliding down the wall until you were sitting on the floor. You didn't know what to do. You pulled out your phone and sent a quick text to Xavier, but he ignored you, leaving you on read.

"So, do you have any idea what this is about?" Ajax asked. You stared at him. He looked cute tonight, having opted for a cream-colored hoodie underneath a black jacket. He was better prepared for the cold than you were, only in a spaghetti strap top and jeans. Fucking Xavier, who always had the windows open everywhere. Safety your ass. You hoped next time he got intoxicated by the paint fumes, and preferarbly invited Bianca. "Look, I know you hate me, you have made that pretty clear. You can sit in silence all night if you want, but if you know something, I have the right to know. "

"I don't hate you. " You scoffed, hugging your knees to your chest. The floor was cold, but there was nowhere else to sit, except for one stool that was so stained with paint you would end up getting dirty.

"You sure know how to show it." Ajax muttered, and took off his jacket and hoodie. "Here." He said, extending the hoodie to you. "I think you hate me, but would hate more being frozen cold by morning."

"Thanks." Your heart did a wild somersault at his kindness. The hoodie was warm, and smelled like him. You sighed happily at being enveloped by it, guiltily blushing after. "We are here because of you, you know?" You crossed your arms over your chest.

"Me?" Ajax asked, confused.

"Yeah." You rolled your eyes. He was cute, but god, he could be dense.“I think you can easily come to your own conclusion why we are here. You heard Bianca.”

“Bianca…as your bestie Bianca, who locked us here?” His eyes were avoiding your gaze, but that was common enough with him. He tended to be too shy to look people right in the eyes, self-conscious about his powers. It was endearing, but unnecessary. “I think you know her better than me.”

“Yeah, well, if you weren’t so fixated on Enid, you would know.” You muttered, and instantly regretted it. You tucked your knees closer to your face, using them to hide your face.

“Fixated on Enid?” Ajax repeated, puzzled. “I’m not fixated on her.”

“Oh god, you are dense.” You glanced at the ceiling, praying for divine intervention or at least a healthy dose of patience. “Forget it.”

“No, no. What do you mean?” He sat down next to you, staring at you with big, brown eyes and looking too much like a puppy for you to be comfortable.

“You are in love with Enid, Ajax. Trust me, you don't need me to explain your feelings to you.” Did you sound too bitter? Oh, you had to fix it. “Why do I always manage to put my foot in my mouth when talking to you? Bianca was right, it's getting pathetic.” You shook your head, regretting having left the bottle she had passed you in the Nightshades’s meeting room. To get through this alive, you would need loads of alcohol. ”Don't you have weed or something, so I can get myself high as a kite and forget about this?”

“I am not in love with Enid. We are friends!” He protested, frowning at you. You gave a bitter, unamused laugh.

“Save it, Ajax, really. I don't care about your love life.” You fucked up, and you knew it. You were a terrible liar, and you were sure your face was betraying you. In fact, you cared about his love life way too much for your own good. “Fuck it, you know what, let's get this in the open right now. I'm in love with you, congratulations.”

Ajax opened and closed his mouth. It was kind of adorable. A very faint blush appeared on his cheeks.

“You…are?” He asked. You got up and started to pace. Well, there was not chickening out now, you had already blurted out your feelings. This was exactly what you had wanted to prevent by avoiding him, because you were unable to control your tongue. Might as well woman up and accept the consequences.

“Haven't I just told you that?” You asked, irritated.

“But… You always avoid me… And you made fun of me when we met… I thought you hated me…” You risk a look at him, finding him still on the floor, brows furrowed in concentration.

“I can't control my mouth, as you can see. I make a fool of myself every time I see you. And for the record, I teased you because I thought you were cute.” You explained, pinching the bridge of your nose. “But, whatever. I know you don't like me. You are in love with Enid. This will pass, I know. I always get crushes and they go away. I thought I was crushing on Kent like, ten months ago, and it went away, don't worry… I…” You turned in the middle of your rant, finding you face to face with Ajax, who apparently had gotten up while you verbally vomited everything that was on your head. “Oh, I… I will get over it, I swear, I always…”

“Don't slap me, please.” Ajax said, and grabbed the pocket of his hoodie, pulling you forward.

“What are you even talking…?” Ajax cupped your jaw and kissed you. It was a soft, hesitant kiss, and you were so shocked by it, your mouth kept moving, still forming the words you were going to say, the sounds getting trapped by his mouth. Once you realized what was happening, you kissed him back, just as hesitant as him.

“You are in love with Enid.” You repeated, like a broken record, when you two parted.

“And I thought I was the dense one.” Ajax muttered, stroking your cheek gently. He had never looked more handsome, you thought. His eyes were shining with a teasing glint, and his mouth was curved into a pretty smile.

“I don’t understand… You are in love…” Ajax kissed you again, effectively shutting you up.

“Now,” He said, pushing a piece of your hair behind your ear. “You get it? Or do I have to keep kissing you?”

“Oh, I think you need to explain it to me a bit more.” You gave him a mischievous smile. “I'm not sure if I understand.”

[igotanidea]

Cemented: Ajax Petropolus x fem!reader

request: Ajax x reader in which he’s afraid of hurting/stoning them and believes they deserve someone better. So he starts distancing himself and he keeps going until reader finds him crying and hugs him and reassures him that they love him.

A/N: reader is twin sister of Xavier with lie detector abilities. I cut the crying part, but everyting else is just as requested :)

“How does it feel to be in a relationship with a creature that can hurt you?”

“What?”

Wednesday Addams, in her dark attire and with equally dark and gloomy expression stood before me with eyes fixed on my face. Since she was a bit smaller than me, I had to look down and it brought some ironic humor to the situation. Intimidated by such a tiny figure. In my defense, however, it seemed like she had such an effect on the entire school, cut Enid, but there’s always an exception to a rule.

“What are you talking about Wednesday?”

“Do you know that gorgons can turn people into stone?” she did not even flex a muscle on her face and the longer you look the creepier it became.

“Well, that’s the point of calling them the stoners” I mocked “and apparently unlike you, I took some mythology lessons. So yes, I’m fairly aware of the gorgons capabilities.”

“And yet, you got involved with one of them.”

“Careful, Addams. If you keep this topic up I may think you are concerned about my well-being.”

“Not really. I’m rather curious of your masochistic tendencies. That is something that makes you a bearable company in this school.”

“Bearable?” I let out a sarcastic laugh “I’m flattered.”

“It was not my intention to toady you.”

“I’m well aware. But now, you have to live with the fact that it came up this way. And as for your question, I’m fairly aware Ajax would never stone me. And even if so ….”

“So, you see that possibility either way.” She was quick to point out. Damn it! I forgot to be careful with words around her.

“There’s always a risk of getting hurt, in every relationship. In this one, at least I know where it might be coming from.....”

“Hello my wonderful friends!” Enid busted through the door  with the force of nature, rushed past me and threw herself on the bed with a dramatic thud. Honestly, Enid always had the perfect timing, this time saving me from the necessity of explaining the relationship rules to Wednesday, not that  Addams would understand any of them. “What are you two babbling about?” Ok, I take that back. She did not save me at all.

“Suicidal tendencies.” Wednesday explained and Enid’s surprised expression was just absolutely priceless. Honestly, at this point she should have get used to Addams’s sense of humor.

“What?”

“Just ignore her, Enid. She’s in the mood today.”

“Whose suicidal tendencies?”

“Enid….”

“Oh, come on. Tell me. I need to know!”

“Y/n’s. She’s involved with gorgon like she did not know better. She’s wasting her potential for boys.”

“Oh, now you are flattering me, Addams.”

“Oh, oh, you mean Ajax?” Enid finally caught up on the conversation “speaking of the devil, he seemed a bit sad and overwhelmed when I saw him in the quad. Maybe you should talk to him Y/N. It might be because he stoned himself by accident and …..”

“WHAT?!” I yelled and Enid involuntarily crouched “sorry” I grunted and started again “what happened to him? And how do you even know that? Why didn’t he tell me….” My voice broke at the last sentence as I got overwhelmed with all the pain and feeling of betrayal. Why would he tell Enid and not me?

“He didn’t really tell me. I found out by myself.”

“Of course you did….”

“He was walking out of the school hospital so obviously I had to ask if he was alright. He didn’t want to admit what happened, but …..”

“I know, you have your ways. It’s fine Enid. I;m not mad at you. I’m not even that mad at him. Rather disappointed.”

“Go talk to him, than. It will clear the air.”

“Yeah, yeah, I will.”

“Go now!”

“Ok, fine. Better sooner than later, right?” I smiled sadly and went on to find my boyfriend having this feeling like this would be a hard conversation for both of us.

“Like I said, wasted potential” Wednesday muttered as I was leaving.

***

I knew gorgons had the capability of stoning every living being, but what was beyond my comprehension was that they were good at hiding as well. It was impossible to find him and that given the fact I had the access to the Nightshade’s hideouts. He just vanished into thin air. Thankfully, if anyone would know where he might be, it would be Xavier and he was more than present, scribbling on the school wall.

“Xavier!” I creeped behind him silently and almost gave him a heart attack.

“Y/N! How many times do I have to tell you, don’t do this!”

“Sorry my dear brother, but it’s an emergency. Have you seen Ajax?”

“I did.” He eyed me and went completely silent.

“Oh, come on, Xavier, don’t play around with me!”

“You asked me…..”

“I know what I asked you!”

“Well then, all things considered, you know I told you the truth.”

“You know what? Fine. “I rubbed my forehead in frustration with his attitude  “Do you know where Ajax is? Like at this moment?”

“Y/N….. “

“Please, Xavi. You don’t want to see me sad, do you?” I pouted

“No. Sure not. But if you just turn around, you might notice him eyeing you like crazy. You know it still feels weird, right? My little sister and my best friend?”

“We are twins Xavier!”

“I’m still ten minutes older.” he shrugged but I just left him be, while chasing after Ajax.

“Ajax!” given the volume of my voice there was not a chance he did not hear me, but decided to ignore me, rushing out the quad.  “Really?” I muttered to myself in disbelief of his foolish believe he could escape me. Of course he could not. Once I caught a glimpse of him I could sense him anywhere. In such circumstances my skills were useful, even if my father thought I was a disgrace to family, not fitting with the vision part of our family.   

“Y/N” yes, there were useful, provided no one was distracting me from my purpose. Like Yoko was doing now “I need your help.”

“Like now?”

“Yes, like now.”

“Ok, fine.” I scoffed. Maybe giving Ajax a bit of space would do us both good.

***

“What is going on with you?” I finally got to confront with him after fencing classes “why are you running away from me?”

“I……”

“Jax, come on. It’s me. You can tell me.” I grabbed his hand, forcing him to look at me. “ Is this about your…. Accident?”

“Accident?” he frowned trying to comprehend what I was referring to. Once the realization dawned on him, his eyes went wide “Who told you about that?” he drew me out of the curious eyes and ears of other students to the secluded corridor. “Was that Enid?!”

“It’s not her fault. And besides, you should have told me!”

“It’s embarrassing.” he looked down ashamed.

“No. No it’s not. It’s who you are and I love you like this.” I moved a bit closer to him.

“Well then maybe you should not.”

“What does that mean?” this really took me by surprise. “You don’t mean it.” I pulled away.

“I don’t know what I mean at this point!” He lashed out, acting so not like himself. What was going on with my sensitive, soft and shy boyfriend?

“Jax? Are you breaking up with me?”

“Well, maybe I am! I don’t know! I just want to be alone now!” with such words he left me completely transfixed, unable to continue this conversation and chase after him. And it did not take his snakes to do so.

***

It’s been three days since our banter.

Three awfully long days that seemed like forever.

Three days during which he wasn’t talking to me, avoiding me for dear life and twirling around every time he saw me approach him in the quad, Or rather attempt to approach him since I quickly gave up on that, not wanting to embarrass myself in front of the whole school.

We usually sit together at Thornhill’s class but due to his erratic behavior I was now forced to sit alone since he did not even bother to show up. There was something wrong going on with him, but given all the circumstances, even if my heart was screaming at me to go clear this shit up and give him comfort and consolation, I doubted I was the right person to do so. Looking at that empty seat next to me, his seat left me feeling heartbroken and with guilt creeping inside my mind. And once again, distracted.

“Y/N?” of course Thornhill took exactly that moment to ask me a  question I did not hear and did not know the answer to.

“I’m sorry, Miss Thornhill, I’m not feeling very well today.” I sighed deeply, not even caring enough to pretend I was interested in what she asked me about.

“I can see that. Maybe you are going down with something .”

“Yeah, maybe” I shrugged. It was nice enough of her to act like she did not know what really was going on. She was smart, she was aware of the real reason of my mood.

“As an exception, I’m going to let you go. Just today. Go rest. You are in need of that.”

I just nodded, as a sign of silent thanks, grabbed my things and left the classroom, followed by all my classmate’s eyes. I couldn’t care less since that one person, whose attention I desperately wanted decided to isolate from me.

***

I was done with waiting. I was done with doing nothing. I told myself Ajax would come around and I was the one humiliating myself to reach toward him, but I was also the one who was slowly cracking down. And well, he was too. I felt this.

Weekend was coming and some of our friends were planning to take some time off and go to Weathervane.

“Are you going with us Y/n?” Enid asked in the middle of the lunch and I was hesitant to answer right away. Ajax, who was sitting a few places away and heard everything raised his head and looked straight at me. “Everyone’s gonna be there.”

“I think I might join you then.” I smiled lightly toward my wolf friend and she smiled back.

“Well, I’m going to stay at school” Ajax muttered and it was like a sting straight to the heart. He did this intentionally. He was still distancing himself. I felt like crying, but held it back.

“Oh…” Enid face dropped, but not for long “How about you Xavier?”

“I’m staying as well. And to say the truth I might need my sister’s help with what I’m planning.”

Ok. That was not suspicious at all. If he wanted some attention on him he definitely got it, leaving everyone, me included, wondering what he was planning. No one asked, however, blaming his behavior on the whole artist style.

***  

 “So, what did you wanted with me? And why do I have a feeling it’s not really about me helping you?” as everyone left I was finally able to confront my twin.

“It’s not. It’s about Ajax. You need to talk to him. Really.”

“Xavier….”

“Come on, Y/N. I can’t really watch you two like this.”

“Like what?”

“Pushing each other away. I know it hurts you both.”

“And you got that from your poor attempt at chasing Wednesday?! You are only smart because she’s the one pushing you away!”

“Y/N….”

“Sorry. That was a low blow . I did not mean to say it.”

“You did. But since you are my sister I can forgive you for that.”

“Such a relief” I rolled my eyes playfully “but fine, I’ll talk to him.”

“See. It’s always good to listen to your older and smarter brother.” He smirked

“We are twins!”

*** I found Ajax in his dorm, sitting on the bed, back to door. He did not even hear me coming and if it wasn’t to the squeak of the door I would reach him unnoticed

 “What are you doing here?” he jumped and faced me. His sad expression killed me on the spot. I have  never seen him being so down. “You know it’s against the rules.”

“Since when do you care about the rules?” I slowly took a step towards him, testing his reaction. He did not move away and it encouraged me to move forward more, up to point when I was just a feet away from him. “Why are you avoiding me?” I whispered looking at the ground.

“I….I was scared.”

“Of what? I know it’s hard to open up to people, but you know me, I won’t ever hurt  you.”

“That is the whole point.” He blurted “you wouldn’t hurt me, but I can’t guarantee the same to you.”

“What are you talking about?” I searched his eyes for an answer and the longer I was staring at his face the more obvious it all was getting. “You mean….”

“Yes. It’s not safe for you to be with me. What if I stone you? What if I hurt you? What if I lose you? What if….?

I cut him off by connecting our lips and he finally stopped spinning. I felt his arms close in on my waist and pull me closer, his lips chasing mine in an instant. It was just an instinct for him to reciprocate my action.

“I missed you.” I whispered pulling away after a while

“I missed you too” he rested his forehead on mine, closing eyes, breathing me “and that’s why I fear I might lose you for good.”

“Ajax. Listen to me, you fool. I feel utterly safe with you, all right?”

“But I stoned myself! What if….”

“Stop with the what ifs!”

“But….”

“No buts! It’s my choice, all right! I love you. I want to be with you. I don’t care about being stoned if that’s the risk. It’s temporary after all. So the question is, do you want to be with me? Because if not, I will retrieve and won’t bother you again….

This time he didn’t let me finish as he leaned in and pressed our lips together. This kiss was slow and gentle, almost like I was a glass figure in his arms, that he was scared of breaking. Well, I wasn’t afraid as I locked my hands on his neck pulling him closer and deepening the kiss, careful not to touch his beanie and not set his snakes free by accident. I really did miss him and judging by his actions he was too. It was a good feeling knowing someone wants you, ready to give and receive love and affection.

“I’m glad we have that one settled”  I grinned pulling away.

“Oh, I’m not done with you” he smirked tackling me to the bed and holding tight “you’re staying with me.”

“I can live with that” I whispered putting my head on his chest listening to his heartbeat and just simply enjoying this little moment of peace. Just the two of us.

[vinylsbygi]

the world of the day

a/n: i love ajax and i love birthdays! happy birthday to you my love @l4venderia

my requests are open!

warnings: none?

pairing: ajax petropolus x reader!

word count: 800-ish

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First thing you were told when you came to Nevermore was that boys stay out of girls rooms. So when you felt soft kisses on your face, you were pretty surprised. And you were sure it wasn't Yoko kissing you, no matter how much you two loved each other.

Opening your eyes slowly, silly smile already glued to your face which was covered in sun shining thru window, you were met with eyes of the boy who you were sure was your soulmate.

"Happy birthday, love." Ajax whispered, looking down at you like you hanged the moon yourself.

You both were so lucky, so how do you even explain that to someone who's never experienced love of that kind? The one where you know what you're fighting for, the one you're ready to go to war for. And the fact that the both of you were still so young often made your friends giggle listening to you and him talking about your future together.

Full of love, you couldn't ever talk. But there was no need to, because he knew. So you just pulled your boyfriend into bed, wrapping blankets around him, as well.

"Okay, sweetie, here's the plan for today. We're gonna eat breakfast, then take a walk around school. Then we'll have a picnic, and if we're lucky enough, we'll manage to get approval to go out. What do you say?" Ajax asked, admiring your face. He knew it was all he could give you, but he still felt a little bad about not giving you the world you deserve. If only he knew he was that world. And you had it.

"Did I tell you how much I love you?"

"Well, not today, but you did wake up few minutes ago, so you can start soon." He smiled.

"Okay, well, I love you." You smiled back.

And suddenly, he was up, pulling you away from the bed so your adventures could start. It always caught you offguard, how strong he was. Perhaps it was because of the way he had his arms around your body, always so gentle like you could break any minute.

Breakfast wasn't anything special, but the fact they served muffins you loved so much for your birthday seemed like a good sign.

So after getting away from all your friends congratulating you, you went to your room to get your jacket. You knew you wouldn't need it because apparently Ajax was a walking blanket keeping you warm all the time, but it was still December. Better to be extra warm than get sick and miss classes in this time of exams.

And you were right. Ajax was such a sweet person, his love unconditional. It made you a little sad sometimes. To know the cruel world you lived in will once get to his sweet soul. So you just took his hand, warmth radiating while you fixed his beanie, ready to take your walk.

"Are you enjoying today so far, lovie?" He asked, that small, dark thoughts always lingering in the back of his mind.

His nicknames always made you blush, so sweet and innocent. They made you feel safe, like everything is going to be okay.

"Of course I am, A. You're with me, so how could I not enjoy it?"

The small giggle he let made you giggle, so you were both giggling like little kids finding out how babies are made.

Soon you made it to the lonelier part of school ground, the more peaceful one. The sight made you stop, your eyes filling with tears of how full of love your heart was. Not just for Ajax, because, as much as you adored him, he was to clueless to organize something like this on his own. Thank you too, Enid, you thought. The cheerful girl was one of your closest friends.

"Awh, baby." Said Ajax, seeing you so emotional. "You know it's the least I could do."

When you two sit down, he pulled something from the basket on the floor. Passing you the bag with mystery in it, he couldn't stop the smile growing on his face.

Once you realise what he got you, you laughed and pecked his lips, before taking your shirt off and putting on your new one. I red heart my boyfriend proudly showing. You passed him the other one, the one that said I red heart my girlfriend, and soon both of you were smiling to each other like crazy, when he kissed you.

It was always a firework. The love, the passion, the perfect of the kisses always made you feel safe, kind of comfortable.

You spent the rest of the day, lauging and enjoying each other's presence. Unfortunately you couldn't go out, but it didn't matter.

You could add this day to the list of your favourites.

[tareray]

Movie Night- Ajax Petropolus

"Want to come to my dorm later and watch a movie?" I ask Ajax as I sit down beside him at the lunch table.

"Yeah sure but we aren't watching Coraline again," he tells me.

"You say that now," I tell him back with a smirk on my face.

Later that night

Knock knock

"Dude chill out I'm coming," I shout at Ajax through the door. When I open the door Ajax is standing there with a couple bags of candy.

"You didn't have to bring anything," I tell him while grabbing the candy.

"I wanted to. Plus I brought your favorite," he says with a smile as he holds up a bag of sour gummy worms.

"You're the best," I say as I tear open the bag.

"So what do you want to watch since you are insistent on not watching the best movie ever," I say.

"Hey I never said we couldn't watch Star Wars," he says in a joking tone.

"I was talking about Coraline," I say back with a smile and an eye roll.

"Why don't we watch IT," I say as I scroll through the list of movies.

"Oh uh yeah sure," he says looking a little nervous.

"Do you not want to watch it?" I ask him while looking at him weird.

"I just don't really like horror movies," he tells me.

"Oh we don't have to watch it then it was just a suggestion," I say in a bummed out voice.

"No no it's okay we can watch it," he says as he takes the remote and presses play.

"Okay whatever you say," I say as a curl into his side and put a blanket over us. After the first 45 minutes of the movie Ajax has jumped at everything.

"We can turn it off," I tell him for the 3rd time tonight.

"No it's okay you seem to be enjoying it," he says trying to act not scared.

"No let's just turn it off I don't want to cause you to have nightmares," I say only half joking.

"Thank you," he says in relief as the movie is final off the screen.

"Do you want to watch a Disney movie?" I ask him.

"Yes please," he says with a smile.

"How about we watch Mulan," I say knowing it's one of his favorites.

"You're the best," he tells me while looking at me with a smile.

The next morning

"Hey Ajax get up," I say shaking him awake.

"Ajax," I say again.

"Ajax we fell asleep last night," I say as he finally opens his eyes.

"What?" He says in a tired confused voice.

"We fell asleep watching Mulan," I tell him as I get up.

"Oh I didn't realize," he says while also getting up.

"I'm going to go take a shower," I tell him while walking into the bathroom.

"Okay," he says still trying to wake up.

25 minutes later

"Hey do you want to go to the Weathervane?" I ask him as I come out of the bathroom.

"Yeah sure," he says.

"Okay do you want to head back to your dorm and get ready?" I ask him as I'm brushing my wet hair.

"Yeah I'll uh meet you at the entrance gate in like 30 minutes," he tells me while looking at the time.

"Alright I'll see you later," I tell him as he walks out of my dorm.

The entrance gate

"Hey Y/n," Ajax says as he see me walking towards him.

"Hey ready to go," I ask him as I link my arm with his.

"Yup," he tells me with a smile.

"Were you really that scared of IT last night," I ask him teasingly.

"Yes that movie was terrifying," he tells me not joking at all.

"I didn't realize you didn't like horror movie," I say.

"You seem like the type to love them," I tell him.

"Yeah I know but I've always been super freaked out by them," he says while kicking a rock with his foot. When we get to the Weathervane it's pretty empty with only two other people in there.

"Hey what can I get you guys?" The guys working asks while looking at us weirdly.

"One black iced coffee and one latte," Ajax tells him already knowing my order.

"$7," the barista tells him. Ajax hands him a $10 and tells him to keep the change. As we stand there waiting for our coffee I bring up outreach day.

"Hey what shop do you want to get for outreach day?" I question him just as we get our drinks.

"Um I don't know everywhere kind of sucks," he tells me.

"That's true," I say back.

"I kind of want pilgrim world though," I tell him.

"I definitely don't want to work here," I tell him.

"Yeah this places sucks to work at," he tells me speaking from experience because he had to work here last year.

"Last year I had to work at Uriah's Heap," I tells him with a disgusted look on my face.

"Oh yeah I remember that," he says laughing at my face.

"You smelled like old people for a week," he says laughing even more now.

"Hey don't be rude," I tell him fake pouting.

"It's not rude it's true," he says with another laugh as we start to head back towards Nevermore.

"You know a lot of people think we are dating," he randomly blurts out after about 5 minutes of silence.

"What?" I say confusedly with a laugh.

"Why would they think that?" I ask.

"Oh uh I don't know," he says looking at the ground.

"I didn't even know people thought that," I tell him.

"Yeah Xavier even thought we were," he says to me.

"You told him we weren't though, right?" I question him.

"Yeah yeah of course," he tells me.

"Okay good," I say relieved.

"I don't want my crush thinking I'm dating one of his closest friends," I tell him.

"I didn't know you liked Xavier," he says in a quiet voice.

"Oh yeah I guess I hadn't told you yet," I say not thinking anything of it.

"Yeah you definitely didn't," he says.

"I'm going to head back to my dorm," he tells me before walking off.

"Oh uh okay," I say confused.

"I'll see you later," I yell at him as he walks away.

Ajax’s POV

“Y/n likes you,” I say to Xavier as I walk up to him.

“What?” He says back to me with a confused look.

“She likes you she told me,” I tell him again.

“Dude no way she totally likes you,” he try’s to tell me.

“No I’m telling you she literally just told me she likes you,” I tell him trying to make him understand.

“I told her you thought we were a couple and she asked me if I told you we weren’t,” I tell him explaining what happened.

“Then she said “I can’t have my crush thinking I’m dating one of his closest friends” so yeah dude she likes you,” I tell him while quoting her.

“I didn’t know,” Xavier tells me in a quiet voice.

“Yeah well now you do,” I tell him as I sit down against the wall.

“I like her,” I tell him with my head in my hands.

“I thought she liked me back,” I say with a groan.

“I don’t like her,” he tells me.

“Why not? She’s perfect,” I tell him.

“I mean she is gorgeous, funny, caring, and doesn’t care about how I might stone her. But she doesn’t like me she likes you. My best friend,” I tell him while looking at the ground.

“Ajax,” I hear my voice being called.

“What,” I look up expecting to see Xavier only to find out he’s not there. Instead I see Y/n staring at me.

“You uh heard that did you?” I ask her while looking at her nervously.

“Yeah,” she says as she sits next to me.

“I didn’t know you liked me,” She tells me quietly.

“Yeah,” I tell her while trying not to look at her. She leans her head on my shoulder.

“I really like you,” I whisper to her while looking down at her head.

“I like you too,” she whispered back.

“You do?” I question.

“Yeah I thought I liked Xavier but then I thought about how much I care about you and how much I would hate to see you with someone else and it made me realize it’s not Xavier I like. It’s you,” she tells me while looking into my eyes.

“Want to do another movie night?” I ask her with a wide smile.

“Yeah,” she tells me while looking up at me smiling.

[d34dxr0ses]

In Honor of the New Year:

Stoner!Ajax x reader, where you and him make your way to the roof of Nevermore to roll blunts and dab your way into the New year, just enjoying each others company, watching the fireworks being set off at Jericho, and your friends and classmates running around the campus with sparklers and red solo cups, cheering and making as much noise as possible. A situation that would typically leave you overwhelmed but your high and sitting in between the sweet boys legs as he fills the blunt makes everything seem so surreal. A cheesy, movie like kiss at midnight, where Ajax transfers the smoke from his mouth to your own, cupping your face and kissing you in almost a spider-man like fashion due to your position. The kiss is strong and passionate and lasts for not only the entire minute, but probably some time after, until you're turned around and straddling his lap, the sweet kiss quickly turning into a heated make out session

[fullybooked]

I hope you guys know that The Domain had a whole fleshed out mini-story that I had to break down

[writing-in-glitter-pen]

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆｡˚ what I know to be true ⋆｡˚ ೀ⋆｡˚ ༘

Childe wasn't a big fan of the Tsaritsa's demand for him to find a wife, until he'd come upon the perfect girl for the job. You—a lady he knew in his childhood to be a horrible nuisance and demon on Earth. Not only would this marriage fulfill his duty, but would let him settle a long-time grudge as well. Little did he know, he stood more to gain from this partnership than he thought.

Childe x fem!reader II arranged marriage, angst? to fluff, childhood enemies to lovers, romance!

Childe was never one for romance, and especially not for commitment.

He just had so much else on his plate, much bigger dreams than that of settling down in a household and abandoning his place on the battlefield.

He was always looking ahead to a future of bloodshed, of power, of someday ruling the world.

That wasn't going to happen if a distraction stood in his way.

He would sometimes muse about having kids, loving the idea of continuing his lineage and watching a bunch of mini-me's run around, but ultimately, he decided his duty to the Tsaritsa would stand in the way of him being a good father. So he'd just have to settle for being an amazing uncle to the children his siblings would eventually have, spoiling them with presents at Christmas time and teaching them how to protect themselves out in the wild.

So when he was called into the Tsaritsa's throne room and received the news that a harbinger of his status was to be married, in order to keep up with regal airs the nobles of Snezhanaya, he was, respectfully, very unhappy.

"You'll be seen at balls and lead battalions. Your role must be carried with honor. Nobody will respect an old lonely man.", she claimed, then drew out a long, thin arm to hold his chin with a bony hand—long pointed nails pressing divots into his skin. Though her touch was frigid, she looked down at him with a certain fondness in her eyes, though the sincerity of it was undistinguishable. "You need a pretty thing by your side to elevate your status. You know I only want what's best for you.", she cooed, like she was addressing a child.

He new better than to disobey her commands, and something about the smoothness of her voice assured him that this was the right choice. He only nodded, though his fists clenched at his sides in dismay.

Childe read over the listed names of eligible young ladies for him to marry with contempt; scrolling through the meaningless last names and accompanying statures, ordered from top to bottom by how highly they stood in the totem pole of nobility. Like he cared where the girl would come from.

He felt guilt for the miserable thing that would have to marry him; though he could care less about who these women were, he believed that they deserved a partner that loved them, or at least a good man that could stand to take care of them. All they would be to him is a nuisance, a label which they had done nothing to earn.

Though, when he neared the end of the list, a section devoted to common folk who had certain merits like striking beauty or some sort of fame, that he found a name he recognized.

Your name.

Oh, how he remembered you.

You were the daughter of good friends of his parents. Your families would often gather for holidays or dinner parties, sharing what little they had in the name of kinship. The gatherings were lively, full of happiness and cheer...

But you had a certain countenance that stood out to him and branded your name into a special part of his brain to be remembered for the rest of his life.

You were a little brat was what you were.

Though you were only a toddler when he met you, having only just taken your first steps while he was already halfway through being eight, he found you to be the most insufferable little human he'd ever met.

Your parents would always gab and brag about what a good little girl you were; how you never cried or screamed, how you were sweet and patient and loving—a wonderful surprise for parents preparing for the "terrible two's.".

They had to be lying, because every time Ajax would come into view you'd immediately throw a fit, wailing and swiping at his face with a kind of rage an entire army of men could not match.

He had no idea why; he never touched you, or spoke to you, all he did upon your first meeting was draw back in repulse.

You weren't a pleasure to look at; with your beady little eyes and thick eyelashes that lined them, your thin eyebrows and piercing gaze. You looked like some haunted porcelain doll. And there was a certain consciousness behind your eyes that children your age were not supposed to have.

His little siblings were much cuter.

And he did not hesitate to say that.

"Tonia was a prettier baby. What's wrong with her?", he piped up, humiliating his mother and father who immediately scolded him for his rudeness. Your mother only laughed.

"Trust me, she'll be a beauty when she grows up. I won't be surprised when you come around here in sixteen years asking to marry her."

This started a little musing session between your mothers, giggling about the possibility of their children being wed and how wonderful that would be for their friendship and their families.

Meanwhile, Ajax was dwelling on how that would absolutely never happen—if the look on your face was any indicator.

You were red as a tomato, nose scrunched in distain as your eyes pierced his. Like you'd understood him.

How was he supposed to know babies could take offense?

Whether or not your infant brain could comprehend his words, your hatred was clear, and before he could react, your soft little hand went flying towards his face and landed with a resounding THWAP!

Even though you struck him, you immediately burst into tears, bawling crocodile tears that ran down your face and dripped off of your chin.

All of the adults in the room immediately ran to your aid, hushing and petting you while scorning Ajax for "tormenting the poor girl."

Never before had he felt so cheated.

That begun his feud with a two year old.

Your detest for one another ran deep. So much so that every gathering between your families ended in you receiving plenty of sneaky pinches to your fat baby skin and him risking a bald spot with the amount of hair you'd rip out of his head.

It was a nightmare you could walk too, since you'd often seek him out just to babble in annoyance and tug at the knee of his trousers.

"See? Look at how much she likes you!", his mother would coo, but he knew better. Your grappling with his pants was your pea-brained strategy to get him to bend down and remove you so you could bop him one on the nose.

He swore you were such a strong baby. He'd rather take a hit from a club than suffer the force that your tiny fists could bring down on his head.

That's why you were the perfect girl to be his wife

If he were to marry any other woman, the guilt of leaving her alone at home for long stretches of time, depriving her of having the good husband she deserves rather than a man who could never love her, would be overwhelming.

Sure, he was a monster, but he wasn't about to let some innocent bystander be collateral damage.

But you? The evil, horrible little wench you are? You more than deserved it.

In his mind, he'd actually be doing his fellow man a favor by saving an unsuspecting bachelor from accidentally marrying a grisly thing like you.

So, although his retainers were already in the process of scheduling meetings with his potential brides, he plucked your name from the list without hesitation.

"Set the wedding date. I'll have that one."

The organizers looked between themselves warily, deciding whether or not they should challenge him on this monumental decision.

"And nothing too grand—it'll just be family.", he cooly added, leaning back in his chair to rest his feet upon his desk and crushing the list of names under his dirty boots.

In the end, the harbinger always gets what he wants, so his retainers retreated with quiet nods and quick steps.

Though Childe acted aloof towards the decision to have you as his bride, when the day of the wedding actually arrived and he found himself standing at the altar of a small church in Mosepok—his home town, his palms were sweating and eyes darting around nervously. He shifted his weight on his feet as the congregation waited for you to enter; this was supposed to be a small ceremony, but leave it to his mother and father's proud announcements to their friends and neighbors to draw a crowd. As his eyes scanned the faces of those who'd known him in his youth, he realized near all of the small port town was packed into the pews. He wracked his brain for the answer as to why these people would want to watch their old town troublemaker's union, but he supposed it would be the most interesting thing to happen in the town since his era of delinquency.

It was a miracle that the budget the Fatui gave Childe for this wedding greatly superseded the amount he'd needed for the original plan of a small gathering; it was more than enough to feed the whole town for a night, which actually brought a flicker of joy to Childe's chest.

He was pleased that he could give back to the community that handled him like a family in his childhood.

But that flicker was immediately quenched when the creaking sound of the heavy oak doors that led into the chapel reverberated through the room—revealing the silhouette cast in white of his bride.

His stomach turned with anxiety. Childe had led battalions into what could be considered suicide missions if not for their miraculous victorious outcome, and yet, somehow, the fear he felt standing in front of a girl that, though she may not be small by definition, definitely looked so standing next to him, significantly surpassed that of which he's ever felt.

His cold body shook like he stood inches from death.

Suddenly, he remembered the fury your little body had when you were only a baby, and it dawned on him that you've only gotten bigger, smarter, stronger. A little arbiter of the apocalypse couldn't have grown into the meek woman he imagined, if anything, her bloodlust grew with age.

What did he get himself into? Was he an idiot? Did he, blinded by his scheming for revenge, land himself in a lion's den?

With a light tap on the shoulder from the priest, he jolted out of his stupor and found you standing in front of him already, suddenly remembering that he was now to lift your veil.

His hands shook as he reached out, bracing himself for the hideous face he'd been forced to associate with at every friendly gathering between your parents in childhood, and now, due to his own brashness, would have to associate with every time he returned home or attended public events.

He took a deep breath and shut his eyes as he took the fabric between his white-knuckled fingers and threw the thing up and over your head. The procession hummed with awe and approval—some more boisterous men from the docks whistling, to which their wives jabbed an elbow into their ribs.

The sounds of adoration resounding from the audience perplexed Childe, drawing his interest and encouraging him to open one wary eye and peek at you.

But his cautious peek grew into an owlish gawking and dropped jaw when the woman before him shined like an angel.

This couldn't have been the girl he knew in her infancy; her once-beady eyes now twinkled like stars, her red puffy face was now sculpted and the only remnants of her discoloration resided in dusted pink pigments on her cheeks. They were so perfectly placed that they could be mistaken for a painting by an artist with a keen eye. He pried his gaze from your enrapturing eyes to ogle your lips—plushy and inviting. He'd give anything to kiss a gorgeous woman like you.

And he remembered with an unexpected delight that he would by the end of this ceremony.

Before he knew it, the soft ring of your voice settled upon his ears. Having been caught in a trance, he hadn't realized the procession already arrived at your vows.

He only tuned in after the opening sentences of your declaration had passed, your words blurred by his reverie.

"I promise to wait for you when you go and embrace you when you return; to make a warm, solace of a home for you that you can always come back to, whether there be a roof over our heads or not. I promise to follow you through this life and meet you in the next, to be by your side when you need me, no matter how far apart we may be forced to exist. I promise to love you and only you, to be true as long as your ring encloses my finger, and promise to keep it there forever. I will take your family into my arms just as you will me, care for them—as they are an extension of you, to love them just as I do you. I'll hold you ever close to my heart, speak to you with nothing but kindness, recognize your face as that of my partner in life, my one and only, and..."

Childe jumped when he felt your warm hand sneak up on his and gingerly intertwine your fingers, to which he did not resist, nor want to.

"I promise to love you as you are; no matter how much the years we spend together may change us."

To his puzzlement, Childe felt a certain wetness roll down his cheek, causing him to look up at the skylight above the both of you to check if it was raining. When another droplet ran down the other side of his face, he realized he was crying.

Childe never cried, he couldn't even remember the last time it had happened; maybe it was sometime when he was a boy, but the memory simply did not exist. These were not tears shed in misery, they were spurred by your words of devotion, words he'd never been blessed with before. He truly wondered now if you may be divine, but all he beheld of you told him you were, in fact, human, and not a vision of absolution sent from the heavens above.

You tilted your head to the side and blinked your dollish eyelashes at him, obviously waiting for something, to which he remembered that is was now his turn.

He had neglected to write vows beforehand or memorize the traditional vows spoken by couples bound by marriage as an arrangement. He had, in fact, planned on skipping the process altogether, but your profession of love caught him off guard and incentivized him to speak his own.

So, with a blank mind, he resorted to letting the few truths he knew spill from his mouth.

"I'd only known you during our childhoods, but how you've blossomed and changed has..."

He had never been one for words, so making something up on the spot in front of quite literally a hundred people was daunting. His voice seized with trepidation, but he took a breath and moved forward.

"Has...left me speechless. My mind is empty, and all I can think of now is...that I am blessed."

He swallowed a lump in his throat and continued, struck by your endearing gaze on him—it made his voice quiver as it resounded from his chest.

"I'd assumed I knew you, but it's clear to me now that I have so much more to learn."

He unconsciously squeezed your hand for comfort, and, with a gentle smile on your face, you reassuringly squeezed back; making him sigh and yearn to feel more of you—imagining that you felt like warm cotton, soft and homey, something he could bury himself in and happily stay there for eternity.

"And I want to learn it. I...want to spend my whole life in awe of you, discovering as much as I can, knowing you like I know myself."

He could not hesitate before he blurted his next statement, his voice getting carried away from him and spilling his most personal beliefs.

"And loving you as you love me."

Your cheeks turned an even brighter shade of pink, and your eyes glimmered as your perfect lips stretched into an even more enticing smile. He could hear your soft, happy sigh, a sound that not even the priest beside the two of you could catch, almost like a secret meant just for him.

Your sweetness enthralled him like nothing he'd ever experienced— slowly convincing him that you very well may be the best thing that's ever happened to him.

"I'll take care of you.", he promised, and meant it. "I'll spend the rest of my life ensuring your safety and happiness. Despite what you promised before, I will always put a roof over your head. You'll be forever warm and safe. I will fight for you, die for you, do anything you ask. You will want for nothing as long as you're mine."

His vow had come upon its conclusion with one final promise he all but growled, like it was somehow in danger of being broken—that he would go to any length to protect.

"And you will forever be mine."

His pause at the end indicated to the priest that the his vow had ended, and the way your lips parted in wonder and your wide eyes remained locked on his made him want to lean in and kiss you like every inch of his body burned to do. But he had to, begrudgingly, wait; hoping the ceremony would end as soon as possible so he could finally have you to himself and ask you all the questions he was dying for the answers to.

Did you really mean what you said? He sure did, and he didn't even know he had the capacity to not only promise, but want, desperately so, the fulfill the oaths he had declared to you.

Soon enough, the priest announced it was now time for the bestowing of the rings—a symbol of the bond you will share for eternity.

As the ring bearer, Childe's dear brother, Teucer, brought the rings resting on a white silk pillow over to the altar and held it over his head while he balanced on his tippy toes so the two of you could reach the rings with ease. Childe immediately felt awash in shame. All he'd purchased for you was a simple silver band—no precious gems, no original detailing, just a band. He didn't expect to want to take pride in the symbol of his loyalty you'd wear for him on your finger. He'd get you a new one, a better one—one he could admire as he kissed your hand, held it with adoration and smoothed his fingers over it.

But although the ring fell below expectations, there was no disappointment on your face. You barely glanced at it, your eyes trained on his face with a fondness he'd never received before. Your gaze had his heart spilling over with exaltation.

You took his hand in yours and slipped the perfectly fitted ring around his finger, giving it a small squeeze when you were done—as if to brand your affection deep into his hand.

He returned the gesture, taking your other hand in his and, carefully, securing the ring around your finger as well; he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a weight he hadn't known was resting on his shoulders alleviate. His heart thundered in his chest, threatening to leap out in a desperate attempt to be ever closer to yours.

The priest spoke, but his voice was drowned out by Childe's inner voice, wailing for you.

All he could register was the sound of your silver bell-like voice, piercing through the fog in his head like a star's light in the void of the night sky above.

"I do.", you said.

He couldn't tell if he'd rushed ahead of the priest's announcement of his turn or not, but he followed your statement blindly.

"I do.", he whispered ardently, brushing the backs of those precious hands of yours softly with his thumbs.

After the final blurb recited by the priest, a sentiment he couldn't bring himself to listen to in his anticipation, he finally heard the words he'd been waiting for.

"You may now kiss the bride."

Without a moment of delay, he brought both of his hands up to cup your cheeks, a look of ache in his face as it felt like you had reached an invisible hand into his chest and gripped his heart, and kissed you.

Fervently, passionately kissed you.

It took your breath away, left you panting when he finally pulled away after remembering he was, in fact, in front of his parents and broader community.

But cheers sang from the crowd for your union as he led you back down the steps of the altar and out of the church, eyes trained on your feet with your hand secured in his—watching carefully as you descended to make sure you wouldn't fall. He treated you as if you were sculpted from crystal glass.

After the two of you crossed the threshold out of the church as one, Childe gently tugged your hand to draw you closer so that he could whisper in your ear.

"Could we take a walk in the garden?"

While the guests made their way to the reception hall for their lavish dinner, you and Childe strolled through the church's garden together, hands still intertwined as the two of you gazed at the various winter shrubs and evergreen trees sprinkled with snow. It was beautiful in its own kind of way; the way life persevered through otherwise uninhabitable conditions, how even the bear oak trees existed as intricate silhouettes against the grey sky—providing cover as the sun sank down and gave way to a grim dusk, it was wonderful, and in this moment, it was yours to share.

The two of you came to a halt at a marble bench next to a large, frozen fountain, adorned with swirling details and moulding from an older, more fanciful era. He swiped off the snow that had built on top of the bench, then removed his large, fur-lined cloak to rest on the surface. He led you down to sit on it, having fashioned a dry, warm seat for you as he stood.

"Won't you be cold?"

"I'll be fine.", he assured you. He'd grown used to the frigid air of his home country, having entered various conflicts with nothing but thin linen to cover him for the sake of his movements not being burdened by thick, heavy fabric.

"Thank you.", you spoke, softly, and the words warmed his chest more than any coat could.

He stood there for a long moment, just taking in the sight of you. He just couldn't believe you were real, and couldn't believe you were his at so little a cost—he'd done nothing but bellyache and pluck your name off of a paper, and somehow the situation ended up being the best decision of his life. He'd found someone that claimed to truly, deeply love him by sheer chance.

And that thought brought him to the question that had been weighing on his mind since your vows.

"Did you really mean what you said?", he asked, quietly, hesitantly. After the words left his mouth, he wished he'd never said them. He didn't want to know the answer; if he could live in a fantasy where a miracle like you truly adored him, he'd seize the opportunity and hold it close to his heart for the rest of his life. He felt like such a fool.

"Of course I did.", you chuckled, like the question was ridiculous.

"I thought you hated me.", he confessed, his curiosity for your change of heart getting the best of him when he knew better than to ask too many questions. You only quirked your head and blinked at him, indicating that he needed to clarify. "When we were younger, you acted like you wanted my head on a stick."

To that admission, you laughed heartily. It was a lovely sound, one his mind would no doubt play on repeat in his darkest of times, sending sparks to his heart that would keep him moving forward—back to you so he could hear it again and again. "I was a toddler, dear. I didn't understand my feelings! And you were pretty nasty to me, too.", you said with a playful, pointed look.

The term of endearment made his heart bubble, craving to hear you say it again, but his mind was desperate for more answers. "But...how did you...", he coughed awkwardly, "fall for me?".

His carefully spoken question only made you giggle once again, but you could understand his confusion.

"Oh, Ajax. You were the most entertaining person I've ever met. I know we fought, but I remembered your presence in my life so fondly. And I'd look at pictures of us from our old gatherings, where our parents would force you to hold me on your lap and smile, or take candid shots of us chasing each other around, and I'd wish for you to come back so we could fight again.", you laughed at the memory. "I thought of you all the time, you know. And, as I grew older and life passed by, I'd keep looking back on those photos and...", your cheeks turned even redder than the chilly air had already done, flushing your cheeks and nose. After this conversation, Childe would make sure to rush you inside so you could warm up by a hearth. "Well, my heart would beat for you. And I wished you would come back for different reasons...so I could see you again and fall in love with the man you've become."

Childe gulped in shame. He knew the man he'd become was...cruel. Wicked. He'd never thought so little of himself than when he stood before you, your glorious, pure eyes assessing him like Celestia would upon the day of his death.

But how you looked on at him was not in judgement, but affection. "And when I met you at the altar, I did. I truly did."

He was so swayed by your words, so caught up in your devotion, that though he knew he was undeserving, he leaned down and connected your lips with his once again; his large hands warmed you where they caressed your cheek and the side of your neck, his lips thawing your frozen ones. The flavor of you was intoxicating, but as much as he wanted to prolong this moment, your icy skin pushed him to get you inside immediately.

So he drew back, drawing the most angelic whine of protest from your lips. It made him grin in pride.

"Let's warm you up, huh?"

Though you wanted to stay in the privacy of this isolated garden, continue to live in this moment that only existed for the two of you, you couldn't deny how you shivered and your stomach growled. It was time for your reception, and you couldn't keep your guests waiting.

So you, albeit reluctantly, let Ajax pull you up into his arms and throw his cloak around the both of you before taking you back to the church where he married you, now entering sharing one heart, one life, one love. Forever.

[tempobaekh]

Pt.2 of some behind the scenes photos from Wednesday🫶🏻

[whoistartaglia]

genshin men when you sleep talk

childe

childe would try to talk to you while your sleep talking. he thinks he’s kind of adorable how you’re muttering random things about your day, and will try to prolong the “conversation.” even if he’s really tired and you accidentally wake him up, childe will just sigh and entertain your sleep talk.

“then i came home… and my boyfriend was there…”

“hmm? and do your think your boyfriend is handsome?”

“yes… i guess…”

childe will try and ask you what “i guess” means, but you’ve started to snore, and his words fall on silent, sleeping ears.

zhongli

zhongli would wake you up the first couple of times, but then let you do your thing once he realizes you go back to sleep talking the moment you fall back asleep. most of the time, he can’t make out the words, but when he does, zhongli is confused. what do you mean you’re having a dream of him breaking up with you? he would never do that— and now you’re awake and accusing him of breaking up with you?

“it was just a bad dream, dear.”

“you broke up with me, and now i’m upset.”

“you’re upset with me for breaking up with you in your dream?”

at your fervent nod, zhongli sighs, and subsequently resigns to make up for your subconscious’s version of himself.

neuvillette

neuvillette finds it endearing, even if it’s three in the morning and you’ve awakened him by voicing random, nonsensical questions. he answers them all too—at least, to the best of his ability. some of your questions are so out there that he simply doesn’t have an answer to give you.

“…why is the ocean blue?”

“because the sky is blue.”

“but… why is sky blue…?”

neuvillette opens his mouth but finds himself stumped. at this point, he’ll gently urge you into a deeper sleep, and ponder your question as you’re snoring away. neuvillette takes it upon himself to ask your random questions later, when you’re awake, and very confused why he’s giving you a science report on the atmosphere and light refraction.

albedo

albedo will write down everything you say. he promises he does this in the least creepy way possible—he just wants to see if there’s any patterns to what your sleep talking. you didn’t think you talked in your sleep a lot, until you saw albedo start a new notebook, and found out he was on his second.

“‘albedo i love you’ i say that in my sleep too?”

“yes. more than once a week.”

“do i say anything too embarassing?”

“…do you really want to know?”

you hesitate, glance at the notebook filled to the brim, and decide your curiosity can be sedated another day. albedo is grateful for this so he didn’t have to tell you that you called him “the most handsome alchemist in teyvat ever.”

[snzhrchy]

request for ajax: him stoning someone to protect you

— ☆ COFFEE SHOP !

ajax petropolus x fem!vamp!reader

synopsis; just how you and your best friend's relationship developed into something more. notes; FIRST AJAX REQUEST !! i'm so happy, i love him sm taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it

Who told you it would’ve been a good idea to go to Weathervane again?

You should’ve known better but obviously you didn’t listen to your friends’ objections — you never learn. You shouldn’t have gone out to Jericho, you should’ve just stayed inside the school with your friends. But, you didn’t and that’s why you were in your current predicament.

Citizens of Jericho tried hard to like the outcasts but you knew deep down that they all despised your kind. It was evident everywhere. They would try to sabotage and harm any kind of outcast they could find. It was hard enough being pushed around by the shallow sirens at Nevermore yet it was even worse outside of the school walls where you knew no one was there to protect you; you were on your own.

Most of the time, you’d visit Jericho or leave the school accompanied by someone but today was different. You wanted to get away from your school yet it only brought you more problems — more than you could handle.

Your first idea was to visit the local coffee shop: Weathervane. Why did you choose this place in particular? Well, it was mainly empty and no one was present so you thought you’d have some alone time and tranquility but you were proven wrong. Tranquility was hard to achieve, even in the small town of Jericho. It was especially harder when you were an outcast.

You went to Weathervane and the first thing you did was order a small cup of coffee, only coffee which earned you a snicker from the barista — you tried to remember his name… Tyler, was it? You were unsure.

You ignored the offensive remarks of the barista and attempted to focus on the large window beside you, admiring the town of Jericho during the evening. Even though, the town has a messed up history, it was still quite beautiful during this time.

You pushed your glasses back up and tried to take a sip of your coffee which you assumed would be cold by now but were met with a few tall figures.

Normies.

You didn’t mind the human citizens at all yet some were pretty annoying. You particularly disliked the type of people who’d go out of their way to disturb someone else’s day — harming someone else even though they had nothing to do with them. Those type of people were common in Jericho — most of the students of Jericho’s local Highschool would try and harm the outcast students. They pissed you off.

Seriousely, how pathetic were they to bother someone that didn’t mean any harm to them at all?

You scanned the 3 teenagers in front of you, they all looked about your age and they were all smirking and chuckling as they commented on you. Your eyes then darted to the barista, he, too, was smiling alongside the three teenagers. You immediately knew that he was the one who caused this.

You sighed as you took another sip of your coffee, attempting to ignore the constant insults coming from the teenagers in front of you. They called you all sorts of names ranging from “blood sucker” to all sorts of foul insults — one even asked you to suck their blood. You would’ve done that but that would’ve gotten you expelled; you couldn’t take any chances.

After you finished your drink, you attempted to leave the café once you were sure that they weren’t interested in you anymore but you underestimated the situation as the normies quickly surrounded you again, shouting remarks at your face.

You tried to remain calm, even in a situation such as this. You politely asked them to move aside yet all they did was laugh.

You tried to then shove pass them but they pushed you back; shouting something among the lines of ‘stay back freak!’

You tried very hard to remain patient and calm among these people but you had had enough. The school wouldn't mind if you killed one of them, right?

Suddenly, you heard a familiar voice urging you to close your eyes, you listened obediently and shut your eyes tight.

After a moment, you opened them to see all the three teenagers had been turned to stoned. You smirked knowing exactly who caused this.

To be honest, you didn't feel any remorse for them at all, it's what they deserved. Deep down, you wished that the stoning was permenant.

You walked across them to see the kind face of Ajax, luckily his snakes had already been covered so you didn't have to worry about turning into stone any time soon.

'So? Where's my thank you?' Ajax smirked. You sighed looking at him, 'y'know I had it under control.'

'If by control you mean sucking out all the blood from them then yes! Y/N, you had it under control,' he laughed while you just rolled your eyes at his remark.

'Shut it, Ajax.'

[manddor]

GUT WRENCHING ANGST with ajax please thank uu

anything you ask, darling! @bwitch3d asked for something similar, so i made just one! thanks for the request. this one is a little long, but i hope u guys like it <33

ajax petropolus x fem!reader — forbidden lovers; angst + fluff at the end

NO MATTER THE CONSEQUENCES

You remember exactly how your first year at Nevermore was. Traumatic. You were excited to make friends, since you felt extremely lonely at home. You were an only child and your parents never gave you enough attention. So you wanted to have friends that you could play with. Things that children normally want.

You met wolves, vampires, mermaids and gorgons - a species your parents despised. Although, you wanted to befriend each one of them.

Ajax Petropolus, a gorgon, gave you a huge smile and asked you to sit next to him in your first class. “Is this your first day here?” the boy's thin voice made you crack a smile.

“Yeah! How about you?” the boy nodded and you both spent the whole year together. Having fun, studying together. He became your first and best friend on Nevermore and you made a lot of other friends - but where you were, Ajax was and where Ajax was, you were.

When the holidays arrived, you were dying for your families to meet so you could spend the holidays together, but when your mothers saw each other, it was a disaster.

“You!” the two spoke at the same time. You and Aj looked at each other confused. They already knew each other and it seemed like it hadn't been a good interaction.

“What I said about gorgons, y/n! We despise them” your mother said and you felt the blood rush to your head.

“But mom-“ you tried to speak but Ajax's mom cut you off.

“You two are forbidden to talk-“

“Oh dear, let me give orders to my daughter, you should take care of this boy” your mother interrupted. How could they do this to you?

“Let’s go, Aj” the boy looked at you with no sparkle in his eyes. You could tell he was devastated. And you were too. You could feel your heart being shattered into a thousand pieces.

On vacation, obviously you weren't going to give up on Ajax’s friendship, so you sent him secret letters every day - since your mother had confiscated your cell phone. But he didn't answered.

You thought it might be his mom who wouldn't let him send letters, so when your classes started again, you tried to talk to him.

The boy was in the library, reading a book very concentrated. “We can't do this” he whispered without looking at you. He looked around, like he was embarrassed that someone would see you talking with him.

“Come on, Aj! You gotta be kidding” you nudged him, trying to make the boy laugh.

“I'm serious” he looked into your eyes in a way that broke your heart. It couldn't be true. “You need to get out of here, I'm busy.”

You stood there for a few moments and left. Not even noticing that a few tears were falling from your eye. Your first friend in Nevermore already hated you and haven’t done anything.

In class, Ajax talked to everyone normally, but he refused to look at your face. The rarely looks that he gave you were filled with sadness. He got close to Enid and Xavier - he spoke to them the way he spoke to you and it made your heart break even more.

Even though time passed, every vacation you had, you tried to find out what happened between your families, but you haven’t found anything.

“Mom, but forbidding me to talk to Ajax is surreal! Why so much hate between you and his family?” you insisted on every family dinner.

“Still not over it, y/n? Have you fallen in love with a gorgon?” your mother teased you.

“Of course not!” she smiled satisfied by your answer and it drove you crazy. “But what if I were, what would you do?” your mother gave you a death glare.

“Is this boy trying to make contact with you?”

“No, because you forbade us to talk!” you snapped.

“Honey, if he cared about your friendship, he would’ve gone after you...which didn’t happened.” the woman said like she was deathly sorry for you. If you could, you would leave your house and never come back again.

“You disgraced my life in Nevermore.” you leave the table.

“I think she needs a therapist” you heard your father whisper across the table.

But this year you swore it would be different. As much as you hated to admit it, your mother was right. If Ajax still wanted to be your friend he would at least smile at you. So the best thing you could do for your mental health was to give up trying to find a reason for your ‘breakup’ and enjoy the year in Nevermore.

And so you did, you met a funny girl - Wednesday Addams - she barely smiled, didn't even show much affection, but she shared her thoughts and theories about the monster that was in town with you.

“I think you're the only decent person after Enid in this school” she affirmed and you took it as the best compliment you had ever received in your life.

You also started seeing a boy. His name was Ryan - he was tall, brunette, dark skinned. He was handsome and fun. You were missing so bad to laugh with someone that it turned into something bigger.

“I think we should date, like boyfriend and girlfriend thing” Ryan whispered to you one day while you were studying in the library. Your hand sweated and your heart raced. You felt like you were more scared than excited.

You felt that the boy was strange today, his legs were always shaking. He seemed distant and you didn't want to disturb him. Thought it was a problem with his grades - but now you realized that it could be the nervousness of asking you to be his girlfriend.

“W-what?” you stuttered, not knowing if it was true or not. You thought you didn’t matched in that way, he was nothing like you. “Are you serious?” the boy just smiled but you felt like it wasn’t a honest gesture.

"Great, girlfriend! We're dating now" he yelled for the entire library to hear. Some applauded, others asked for silence and you still didn't know how to react. What just happened here?

The next day, the news had already spread throughout the school. Even Weems came to talk to you. “Congratulations on your relationship, y/n! But I don't want to see him go to your room at night!” she laughed. “I remember my teenage days like it was yesterday.” she threw a wink in your direction and walked away.

But you started to feel uncomfortable when you walked down the hall and everyone started whispering and looking at you. If there was one thing you hated, it was having attention towards you. Something Ryan loved.

“Are you alright?” Enid asked you as soon as you sat in your seat to start class.

“Apart from all those stares, I am” you flashed a smile at her and the girl put a hand on your arm.

“If you need anything I'm here, I ended up not posting this gossip on my blog, but that's because we're friends and I would hate to make you uncomfortable” she said making you confused.

“Thanks… I guess” you whispered the last sentence as soon as Tornhill entered the class

Your gaze met Ajax's who was staring at you as if you had just beaten him in a fencing duel, he was sad and nervous. This minimal interaction had been the only one in years. Your heart sped up and you hated the feeling.

At break, you spotted your boyfriend who was laughing with his friends. When they saw you, the boys moved away and Ryan looked a little nervous. He didn't even kissed you. Maybe it was because there were a lot of people around him still whispering about you.

“Everyone is talking about us!” you whispered to him.

“I know! And I'm so sorry, y/n! I swear it meant nothing to me.” he stammered.

“W-what?” you asked.

“Haven’t you heard?” he seemed relieved.

“Heard of what?” you murmured. Your attention turned to a murmur behind you.

“I can't believe Ryan hooked up with Barbara! I thought he and y/n were dating.”

“Not everything is as it seems, right?”

“He told me he asked Y/n to date just so she wouldn't feel so bad”

What the hell?

To be honest, you didn't feel sad that he had cheated on you, you felt embarrassed that everyone was gossiping about you the whole day and you didn’t even knew about that. You thought talking to Enid and getting the full story before you looked anyone in the face would be a great idea.

You couldn't even look at Ryan’s face again as he grabbed your arm trying to say something you weren’t able to hear. So you ran towards Enid's dorm.

You were so immersed in your own thoughts that you didn't even notice when you bumped into Ajax in the hallway, knocking over all five books the boy was holding in his hands. “I'm sorry” you murmured helping him pick it up. You thought he was going to fight you or ignore you like nothing happened - as he always did.

“You alright?” he asked still gathering some books.

“You know about it?” you asked and the boy answered you with a simple nod. You got mad at him for it. You'd rather he had just ignored you, because he didn't want to know about your life for all these years. Now that you had been 'chetead' he wanted to know how you were?

“Why do you care?” The boy swallowed hard and didn't give you any answers. You handed him the books and got back to what you really intended to do.

Enid told you that they had hooked up the day before Ryan asked you to be his girlfriend. Barbara - a girl you didn’t even know - was jealous and that's why she spread it to the whole school. “You really liked him?” the blonde asked you with a look of comfort. You knew you could trust her.

“To be honest, I don't think so. In fact, I didn't even say ‘yes’ when he asked me. I didn't disagree either... but I was in shock! I just didn't know what to do or what to say." you heard Wednesday snort and you and Enid looked over at the girl who seemed to be concentrated on her book.

“Ryan is the ugliest, dumbest person l've ever seen in my entire life!” you and Enid burst out laughing, Wednesday cracked a small smile.

“It's true, though, y/n, you deserve a person who wants to give you the world…” the blonde said holding your hands. “You and Ajax would be cute together” you felt your heart ache and tears gathered in your eye.

“Ajax and I are barely friends…” you knew that Enid was going to say something, but you chose to interrupt her. “| need to go up to my room, l'm a little tired and hungry! Thanks for everything girls, see you later.”

On the same night, when you got to your dorm, you thanked Bianca for being a girl who stayed in the library studying at midnight, so you would have free time to put your thoughts in order. As soon as you started to think about what happened in your day, all of your thoughts turned to books on the floor and a simple question. “You alright?”

You rolled over in bed trying to think about your boyfriend... ex boyfriend or whatever! And you were stressed for not being able to feel even an ounce of sadness for the cheating. In fact, you didn't even know if you could call it cheating, because it was supposed to be something sad and coming from someone you loved, but you didn't love Ryan.

So your thoughts - these were treacherous indeed - went back to every moment of your childhood that you spent next to Ajax. And how your separation hurt. That was a real feeling, someone you loved couldn’t be with you. And you hated him for not fighting for your friendship.

You hated him for every look he threw your way. Hated it when he didn't look. Hated that he talked with Enid the same way he did with you. You hated yourself for still having such strong feelings for him that you couldn't get over even after all these years.

The tears finally ran down your cheeks, and they became uncontrollable, you started sobbing. It was suffocating. You wanted to scream, you wanted to smack something, but all you did was lie in bed and try to sleep.

When you started to stop crying and feel sleep coming on, someone knocked on your door. “Who is it?” you screamed from your bed. Sometimes it could just be a prank that freshmen girls did, or it could be Bianca who forgot her key.

“It's me.” Ajax. Your heart went into your mouth. You couldn't open the door, your face was red and swollen from crying.

“What do you want?” you asked, getting up from the bed and heading towards the door.

“I just want to talk, okay?” he said quietly. Ok, you would have to open the door, it would be very impolite if you didn't.

You ran to the bathroom and washed your face hoping it wasn't so obvious that you had been crying all night because of him. He would think it was because of Ryan, though.

When you opened the door, you felt your heart beat even faster. He was gorgeous it actually hurts. He carried a box of chocolate in his hand, the box you shared when you were kids. You also noticed that his eyes were black and his nose was bleeding.

You didn’t say a word, you went to your bathroom to clean him.

“Are you crying?” he asked as soon as he entered your dorm.

“I was trying to sleep” you dodged the question.

“I didn't know that trying to sleep you needed to cry” he opened a sarcastic smile, but you remained serious. You weren't going to talk to him like you'd been friends forever. You started to clean the boy’s nose.

“What happened here?” you asked softly, and the boy looked at your eyes and you already knew the answer. He was fighting with Ryan.

“Sorry.” he whispered.

“For what exactly?” you teased and he looked at the floor.

“A lot of things” he whispered. “I don’t know where to start.”

“Ajax, I don't even know if you can explain yourself to me! You didn't want to fight for our friendship. Maybe I wasn't as important to you as you were to me-“

“That's not true and you know it” he interrupted you.

“No, I don't! How am I supposed to know if you started to despise me, you wouldn't even look at me.” you already felt your tears coming back.

“Just answer me one thing” he approached you, your heart was beating too fast. “Were you crying for Ryan?” Ouch. he touched your wound, but you wouldn't lie. You swallowed.

“No.” he closed his eyes for a few seconds, suppressing a smile, murmuring ‘good’. His croaky voice made you weak. Ajax knew he was the reason you were crying for.

“So let me explain” you walked away from him and sat on your bed, waiting for him to start. “Well, you know our moms aren't friends. And I questioned why all vacation that year.” At least it wasn't just you.

“I found a very beautiful knife in my grandfather's office, I asked him what it was and he told me that that knife should only be used to kill people of your species.” What? You started to get nervous. “He told me that a long time ago, a man of your kind had a relationship with a gorgon who was married... it turned out that they fought for their honor and the lover ended up winning... killing a gorgon.” This was looking like a book story, you were outraged. “So to this day our species hate each other.”

“But we could have fought it, that's no reason to-“

“You haven't changed at all, y/n! I'm not done yet…” you held back a laugh and he noticed, opening a shy smile. “I did something I had never done before, I argued with my family. I told you that you were the most special person I had ever known, that tradition could be broken, that we could declare peace.” he swallowed hard before starting. “But then they said that they would put people to observe us, and if anyone saw us together, they would hurt you.” he said. “And you know that Weems is a friend of my parents. Maybe you didn't realize it, but she watched us all day, if it wasn't her, it was Professor Tornhill.” Wow. “And I decided to stay away from you, to protect you, but you don't know how much it hurt me” he sat by your side and put his hand on his head. “And then I saw you with Ryan, like come on? He's an idiot!” you didn't know what to do or what to say.

You spent a few minutes with him in the same position. His nose made a noise and you knew he was crying. Shit. “I was worried that someone would say something to you that would upset you or do something to you and I wouldn't be there to protect you” he finally lifted his head and wiped away the tears. “So I didn't know what to do, if I stayed close, they would hurt you, if I stayed away, I couldn't protect you! I hate this! I hate that we've been put in this situation. I hate that there's no way out of this. But worst of all, I hate that I love you.” What? He loved you? Wow. Your hand began to sweat. Again.

“What made you change your mind?” you asked.

“I know I can't take this anymore. I can't hear your name on everyone's lips, knowing that there are people out to hurt you. I know my life would be so much easier if I wasn't in love with you. I promised to stay away from you, but I can’t. You are the bane of my existence. And I want… need to be with you, no matter the consequences.” he looked into your eyes and held your hand, you smiled, your entire body feeling warm, with a few tears falling from your eyes.

“I’m determined to leave my house if I have to. Let's create our own lives. I honestly don’t give a fuck about people say. We are destined to be together, I've never even thought that I could love someone as hard as i love you.” you walked up to him and wiped away a tear on his face.

You kissed him and it was a little wet due to crying. But it was sweet. It was desperate. You knew you love him. And you loved him so much, that it was killing you.

“I love you” he whispered against your mouth.



[rillian4e]

Are they dominant or submissive in bed?

ft& Childe, Wriothesley, Scaramouche, Neuvillette

Childe: For him, being the dominant one in bed is something he loves. Childe prefers being the one on top, doing the work while you lay there all pretty, taking it like the obedient girl he made you for him. That doesn't mean that he doesn't let you be the dominant one on occasion, he likes a challenge, be it testing his own limits or that of his partner. But most nights he is far too impatient for that, instead indulging his desires and rashiving you for himself. "Archons... you and your body—drives me crazy," whispering into your ear as he moaned shamelessly, before long releasing his fluids deep into your needy pussy. "Fuck—one more, baby, yeah?" one more would turn into two and then you both would lose count, knowing it would never really end up as only one more.

Wriothesley: As for the Duke of the fortress of Meropide, he is similiar to Childe except he is a patient man, he would let you be the dominant one, watching you struggle and end up pleading for him to help you which eventually turns into full-blown rough sex with him, just what you both needed. Wriothesley would adore taunting you when you try being dominant, it's in his nature to tease and all the more if it's his sweet lover, trying to switch things up in the bedroom. Most times it ends up with him, releasing his pent-up frustration on you, you gladly take it all—enjoying the way his fat length rams into your hole, the wet and squelcing noises filling his office. "Mm...are you close? Yes? Well, hold it, sweetheart. You don't deserve to cum yet, you need to earn it." Purposefully teasing you even as tears fill your eyes, the way he was pinching your nipples harshly not helping in the slightest.

Scaramouche: The dominant one. Nothing else needs to be said here, he doesn't like feeling vulnerable and having you be in charge, just feels so wrong to him. Due to him being a puppet, his stamina is insane and he isn't easy to please, so he would much rather be in control. He would have you spread out, legs wide open as he smirked at the sight of your pussy clenching around nothing. Normally he would tease you and make you beg but when he gets too impatient, he would simply enter you without any warning, adoring the way you moan in pain and pleasure at the stretch. "fuck...you're so tight—loosen up a little, will you?" His words wouldn't get any less mean, your fucked out expression only making him more turned on, his desire to make you break deepening.

Neuvillette: Sweetest man ever. He is fine with anything you want, you want to be on top? Your wish is his comman. You want him to be in charge? Of course. He would do anything for you, no matter how unreasonable of a request. You have him wrapped around your little finger, and you love it. Even when he has you in a mating press, ravishing your body and using you for his pleasure—which you absolutely love when he does. But on a typical day after completing the long piles of paperwork, he considers it a reward to have you bent over his desk, his big, fat cock fucking into your dripping cunt, that's the sweetest reward he could get. "You feel so warm...I didn't know I needed this, maybe I should have you as my reward like this more often, hm?" His sweet praises were music to your ears, telling you about how good you were doing for him. His soft groans and hot breath on your neck makes you all the more needy for him.

[igotanidea]

Bubble : Ajax Petropolus x reader

request by anon: Hey, could I request an Ajax Petropolus X reader fic? Where the reader gets injured in the ending battle against Crackstone and Ajax finds her and comforts her. And helps look after her while she is injured. Pure fluff <3

so yes, pure fluff. It's a bit short but I hope you'll like it.

"Where's Wednesday?" Enid was scared, covered with blood and looking around frantically in search of her roomate turned best friend.

"And where's Y/N?" Ajax was also begining to slightly panic, realising that not only young Adams, but also his girlfriend was gone "Has anyone see them?"

"Look!" one of the other students pointed his finger towards the gate of the school, where four silhouettes was emerging from the shadows. Wednesday Addams, proudly pacing in the middle, Bianca on her right side and Eugene on the left.

For a second everyone went completely silent and still. Well, everyone except the blonde werewolf, who, upon seeing her dark counterpart started running towards Wednesday, hugging her tightly.  At first Addams tried to move away but when she saw Enid’s tearful and relieved expression pulled her in again

“Guess miracles happen” Y/N smirked from behind and at the sound of her voice Ajax’s eyes went wide “Wednesday Addams becoming a hugger in front of everyone”

“I;m gonna let that comment pass just because you just helped me safe the school.” Wednesday muttered with her cold stare. There was however a bit of sparkle in her eyes.  

“And yourself too, Addams, don’t forget that”

“Y/N” Ajax interrupted girls’ bantering, finally gathering his girlfriend attention

“Ajax….” She whispered and tears immediately sprung to her eyes as now she started running towards him, longing for his calming embrace, his warmth and safety she always felt in his arms. The boy knew exactly what to do when he grabbed her tightly allowing the girl to hide face in his chest letting the tears flow freely.

“Hey, it’s ok, it’s ok” he caressed her hair in lovingly manner, whispering in her ear “it’s over, you’re safe.”

“It was so scary, Jax” she whimpered

“I know. My brave girl, you did so well.” Ajax pressed a little kiss on her temple, slightly pulling away to look into her eyes “I thought I lost you….”

“You could never…..” she started speaking but all of a sudden her vision became a bit blurry.

“Y/N? Are you ok?”

“I….. I …… I feel a bit dizzy….”

“You need rest, all right? Let me just…..” he moved his arm towards her waist to support her and prevent from falling but as he did, he felt something warm and thick on girl’s side “Y/N! You’re bleeding” great, now he was freaking out again. Not much of a help.

“Calm down, stoner” Wednesday stepped in, clearly being the only one who could remedy the situation “we need to get her to the school hospital, like now. You’re attitude only makes everything worse. Enid?” the female werewolf was no better than the gorgon, pacing around nervously as her other friend was losing more and more blood every second “Enid!”

“Oh fine, alright, you’re right. Let’s get her patched up. Should we lift her, or…..?”

“I’ll do it” Ajax had to put his best effort into lifting Y/N up but didn’t show a single sign of it. She was hurt. He was there to make sure everything will be fine, not leaving her out of his sight for a single second.

***

A few hours later, Y/N found herself waking up in white room. How clich��, that even in the school for the outcast the hospital was still stigmatized with this particular color. The light was too bright, the rare sounds were too loud, her head were killing her and her abdomen felt stretched and like it was on fire. It took a couple of minutes to remember the memories from before. Crackstone, Wednesday, Eugene, the battle for school. Oh, and the Hyde. And the fact that the only normie teacher turned out to be the monster’s master. Just typical day at Nevermore. She groaned a bit since her body seemed to object even the smallest movement and that sound woke up the boy napping in the nearby chair. Judging by the position and the face expression it must have been uncomfortable and numbing. Ajax however did not seem to care as he rushed towards Y/N bed.

“Y/N. You’re awake.”

“I am, mister obvious” she smiled cupping his cheek lightly “and you have print on your face. Were you here the whole time?”

“I was worried. Sick worried about you.”

“How long did you stay?”

“All night sweetie” one of the nurses came into the room making the teenagers jump away with flustered expression “hey, don’t mind me, kids, I’m just gonna check your vision…. Follow the flashlight, dear, please… ok, seems fine …. And I’m out. You can continue your talking lovebird” she winked making Ajax turn red in an instant “let me just tell you something, my lovely girl. This boy refused to swap places by your side with everyone who offered. He really must be into you. If I were you I would keep him….” She grinned one again and exited the room.

Y/N followed her out and after making sure the woman was not coming back (at least for a while) she eyed the boy.

“Ajax.” He was still looking at the ground, not capable of meeting girl’s eyes “Hey, Ajax, look at me. Please.”

How could he ever refuse her pleading tone, her sweet voice and those beautiful eyes. The second their gazes meet he exposed everything he felt during that last hours. Fear. Anger. Hope. Love.

“You refused Wednesday?” Y/N asked

“What?”

“I bet she was the one who wanted to watch me while I was sleeping. Such creepy behavior is in-character. So, did you tell her no. “

“I did.”

“My hero” she smiled “must have taken a lot of courage.”

“A bit” he smiled sheepishly and turned the gaze away once more “wait. Did you just call me a creep?”

“What? Me? No way? Never.” She answered innocently. “at least I don’t think so.”’

“I missed you.” the gorgon cut her train of though

“Missed me? Ajax, from what I can tell I was just a couple meters away from you…..”

“I don’t mean it like that and you know it well enough. I don’t know what I would do if I ever lost you.”

“You wouldn’t.”

“You say that now. But you’re always the one who jumped into danger without thinking if anyone you care about is threatened. I love you for that, but…. But…..”

“But what?” she grabbed his hands in her squiring them tightly “come on, Jax, tell me.”

“It’s my job to protect you. Not the other way round. I should have been there and ….”

“No.” Y/N shook her head and the sudden movement made her hiss in pain. “I’m fine” she assured Ajax whose face was crossed with worried expression. “And it’s not about your job or my job. We, I mean, the whole school were one in that fight. And what I find most important is that you were there for me. You know why I decided to fight Crackstone alongside Wednesday?”

“Because she’s your friend?”

“Yes, silly, but also because of you.”

“Wait, what? I don’t understand” he frowned and the girl laughed at his confused and deeply focused face.

“stop squinching! Let me put it that way, I was fighting because I knew what was on the line. Not only Addams, not just Nevermore, not my life, but also yours. You do realize I love you more than anything, right?”

“I love you too and that’s why I think….”

“Shhh” Y/N silenced him by putting a finger on his lips ”you think way too much, Jax.”

“ Well then maybe I should stop…..” he leaned closed, resting his forehead on hers

“Mhm…. Maybe you should “ she whispered mimicking his movement, their lips now inches away from each other’s.

“So…. Can I…..?”

“Oh, shut up and just kiss me already.” And with such incentive he finally closed the distance crushing  his lips on hers. Simple movement, filled with so much passion and emotion that for the second time in less than 24 hours Y/N felt dizzy. But this time it was the good kind. Full of love, hope and every positive emotion Wednesday Addams would scoff. Neither Ajax nor Y/N would ever care about it though. Their little bubble was all they needed.  

masterlist

[kyuuppi]

Genshin men Instagram HCs

Ft. Xiao; Scaramouche; Zhongli; Childe; Alhaitham; Kaveh; Tighnari

(gender neutral reader but wears a dress in Scara & Zhongli's parts)

Xiao // @ a1atus

★ ★ pre-relationship ★ ★

Very rarely posts

Never pictures of himself, you’ll only see his face in tagged photos

If he does post, it’s probably a new album cover of a band he likes, a particularly good plate of almond tofu from his favorite café, or—if he’s in a particularly good mood—a cute stray cat that befriended him on the street

Never edits anything but still takes pretty decent photos because he understands basic composition rules

Never tags anything but will sometimes write simple captions like “new guitar”

His pfp has not changed since he made his account and its literally just the blandest selfie you’ve ever seen—but he’s effortlessly photogenic so even when he’s just staring at the camera with a blank expression he looks hot

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

Xiao will unintentionally do his loyal boyfriend duties and like all of your posts but he never actually leaves a comment unless you specifically ask him to but you have to tell him what to say or else you’ll just get something like “your hair is nice” LOL

Maybe makes one post related to you but it doesn’t have your face—just picture of your hands holding each other or a photo he secretly took of you from behind as you admire some paintings from when he took you on an art gallery date

Still doesn’t write much in captions but if the post includes you, he always adds a little black heart emoji 🖤

Scaramouche // @ balladeer

★ ★ pre-relationship ★ ★

Vehemently claims he’s not chronically online but he definitely is

Def has a dark / emo aesthetic profile and puts more effort into it than he’d ever admit

Uses stories pretty frequently

Usually to show off his game stats and victories or to vent about some annoying inconvenience that's just happened to him 

balladeer Jfc the train is late again I may as well just walk home everyday ffs

All his late night gaming photos are so highly saturated in his pitch black bedroom, the only source of light being his screen on max brightness and his violet RGB keyboard. If you raise the screen brightness on your phone you might be able to make out some empty Monster cans and ramen cups on his desk—he absolutely gives Discord / Reddit mod vibes 🤢

Definitely has a story archive just for Valorant 🤮

I wanna fuck him so bad it makes me look stupid—

Posts a few selfies to show a new piercing or the very rare occasion where he’s feeling really confident in his looks

unintentionally thirst traps the emo boy lovers; yes, I am talking about you and I—

Lightly edits photos or uses filters to make them look good but nothing extreme or super aesthetic, mostly just for decent contrast

Usually the first one to see any of his friends posts but never ‘likes’ them

Will leave snarky or sarcastic comments when the mood strikes tho

His pfp is a candid picture someone else took that he thinks he looks decent in—sticking his tongue out and giving double middle fingers to the camera

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

Makes a post or story for every date you guys have, even if it’s just a vague picture of your shoes together

He likes to show off that he has such an attractive s/o but also lowkey just wants to have a memory to look back on for the nights he feels lonely

Doesn’t post just you though, he’s always in frame holding you or touching you in some way—he feels the need to put some sort of claim cause he thinks people are gonna shoot their shot with you—he’s kinda paranoid and insecure, pls have patience w him

Likes and comments on all of your posts. Sometimes it's a snarky quip like if you post about you and your friends doing something funny he might comment “lmao ur so dumb” but if its a selfie or something you’re proud of, he leaves a little compliment and heart emoji.

YN0103 [bedroom mirror selfie of you shyly posing in a dress]

YN0103  Bought a new dress today…it’s not my usual style but I rlly like it 🥺

balladeer cute 💜

If anyone ever confronts him in person about his nice comments on your posts tho he’ll get flustered and claim his account was temporarily hacked LOL

His heart def flutters when you post a picture of him on your own account

He kinda can’t believe you’re proud enough of him to publicly post about him

Changes his pfp to the two of you together and, if you zoom in and squint, you can tell he’s kind of smiling <3

Zhongli // @ rex_lapis

★ ★ pre-relationship ★ ★

I’m sorry but I have to do it…

He has Facebook grandpa vibes

Like he has no idea how to use half of the features; stories are an absolute mystery to him. What is a reel?

But he tries to be supportive of his friends and will leave way-too eloquent comments with a Wikipedia levels of supplemental information

a1atus [ photo of a shiny Fender acoustic guitar laying on what seems to be a bed]

a1atus new guitar

rex_lapis Lovely new instrument, Xiao. You seem to have quite good tastes – that particular model is popular among many professional musicians. It is well renowned for its clear sound and beautiful mahogany exterior. If you wouldn’t mind, I would love to hear you play it someday over tea.

a1atus @ rex_lapis thanks

the way I cackled writing that exchange ygweyufgwyu Xiaos just like ‘thanks for commenting dad’

His pfp is not him—it’s probably a famous painting he likes or a beautiful white flower from a garden he visited

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

If you want him to improve his Insta game, you’re going to have to teach him, I’m sorry

On the up side, Zhongli is a great student and is eager to learn anything you teach him

Will try to post pretty regularly; usually somewhat mediocre photos of beautiful scenery like sunsets and flowers

Like Scaramouche, he enjoys the idea of documentary your time together so he posts something at the end of each of your dates

Your heart lowkey melts when Zhongli, very earnestly, asks after dinner if you’ll allow him to take a selfie with you to post on his Instagram

Regularly asks for feedback on his posts to ensure he’s properly taking your advice and improving :,)

He even starts organizing and naming story archives on his profile—simple titles like “tea,” “nature,” “friends,” and “my dearest”

Likes and comments on every single one of your posts and replies to all of your stories, even if he was there with you

Usually just lathers you in compliments on your beauty or tastes but they’re so thoughtfully written that it’s obvious he’s not “just saying it” and genuinely believes all the kind things about you he writes

YN1231 [photo of you twirling in a summer dress amidst a colorful of bed of flowers in a botanical garden, take by your friend]

YN1231 It’s finally starting to feel like spring! 🌸🌼🌺

rex_lapis While the camelias are lovely, they pale in comparison to your radiance. Your yellow sundress is also quite lovely and compliments your complexion in the morning sunlight. Truly a divine sight. 

balladeer @ YN1231 @ rex_lapis ugh can you guys keep it in the DMs

- Changes his pfp to a selfie of himself smiling after you told him he should. The angle is a little odd but he’s so naturally attractive that he still manages to look good. 

Ajax // @ tartaglia_on_top 

★ ★ pre-relationship ★ ★

Doesn’t post too often but when he does, it kinda gives stereotypical frat boy

Like, lots of parties and shirtless beach photos with his friends

The surprise is the occasional posts of his little siblings and kids he volunteers with in between

He sometimes posts championship and practice photos from his martial arts competitions with captions thanking his team and mentors

Is pretty popular—has a few thousand followers, many are people he met just once or twice at parties or genuine friends and classmates, but the vast majority are online fans who just follow cause he’s hot LOL

Is the type of person you followed once after meeting a long time ago and never talk to again but you can’t bring yourself to unfollow cause he’s nice and his updates are kinda interesting and he’s hot

Isn’t online that much so he doesn’t like/comment on his friends’ every post but usually tries to leave congratulatory messages when someone accomplishes something or graduates

His pfp is a closeup of himself with a boyish grin he cropped from a group photo

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

It is super obvious when you guys start dating cause almost every post from that point is about you in some way LOL

tartaglia_on_top [photo of Ajax, sweaty and exhausted but clearly excited as he holds a trophy in one hand with the other wrapped around your waist while he presses a kiss to your cheek]

tartaglia_on_top Officially a 3 year championship winner! Thanks to my biggest supporter @ YN0720 😘

He’s not even consciously trying to post you all the time, it just happens because you are either always together or any memorable moment he thinks are worth an Insta post involve you in some way

You’re the only person, aside from his family - that he actually likes/comments on all posts for

Is the type of boyfriend to leave those super dramatic, embarrassing comments on your selfies like “DAAAMN BABE 🥵 finna make me act UP” and, in one particularly shameless case, “god youre so hot pls step on me queen 😍” 

Please block him

He shamelessly liked all your past posts from before you too met as well—you were kinda mortified to wake up one morning to a notification that just said “what a lil cutie ❤️” on a post of yourself from seventh grade. 

Changes his pfp to a couple selfie he took of the two of you kissing on a winter vacation in the mountains

Kaveh // @ kaveh.designs

★ ★ pre-relationship ★ ★

Obsessed with having an aesthetic profile

Like, the color palette of the background and clothing in his pfp selfie are carefully matched with the cover of each of his story archives, down to the hex code

He carefully edits every post and uses filters to make them all fit with his theme no matter how inaccurate to real life they may become

“Huh…I thought your bedroom wall was a bit more orange than this…” 

“Oh, that’s cause I use 30% Juno in all my bedroom photos for a warmer finish.”

“???”

Despite his aesthetic profile, he doesn’t come off as particularly vain or narcissistic—only posts selfies when he’s has a particularly good hair day or changed his accessories

Most of his posts are of places he travels to (museums and big cities with interesting architecture) or his own sketches and rendered design projects

Online pretty frequently, always checks insta when he wakes up, before bed, and during lunch breaks

His stories are often project updates, interesting things he encounters throughout the day, or food photos

Only likes posts he actually likes and sometimes comments with photography critiques

tighnar1 [photo of a cluster of three bright blue mushrooms clustered against vibrant green grass and patches of dark, wet soil]

tighnar1 Proof the forest is an amazing place: found this beautiful little cluster of juvenile Rakkhashava mushrooms on my hike today. Great spotting by @ colleeei. Check my story for some cool mushroom facts. 🍄

kaveh.designs great photo composition, Tigh, perfect golden ratio on the caps.

tighnar1 @ kaveh.designs Thanks I guess…

Has a decent number of followers, many of whom are also artists familiar with Kaveh’s reputation from the Kshahrewar. Others just like his OOTD stories and charming smile

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

Kaveh revamps his entire profile once you two become official

His pfp becomes a candid taken by a stranger of the two of you together at an aquarium, holding hands as you point something out to him through the glass

It was taken by a photographer working at the aquarium as part of a promotion—the photographer showed you two the photo and asked for permission to post it on their official website and Kaveh was absolutely obsessed with the photo—it’s still one of his favorite and it doesn’t even show your faces

He still matches his archived story covers to his new pfp but his actual feed had become a lot more relaxed and natural now

He still slightly edits photos so they look as good as possible, but he doesn’t like using filters on photos of you or the two of you together because he thinks it would be a disservice to your natural beauty

Like Ajax, his posts and stories naturally become mostly about you whether scenes from your dates—candid photos he takes of you where he insists you look like art even though you’re just in pajamas with an unmade face—or even photos of things he sees throughout the day that remind him of you

Sometimes he posts stories of funny reels or art pieces he knows you’d like and tags you in them with messages like “@YN0709 omg remember when we were talking abt this?” and “me & @ YN0709💕”

Similar to Childe, leaves the most downbad, dramatic comments on your posts

YN0709 [swimsuit selfie]

YN0709 happy summer! ☀️🌊

kaveh.designs Oh my god my heart– 💘 I cannot believe I get to come home to this every night 👅💦

YN0709 @ kaveh.designs omg kaveh pls 💀

al_haitham @ kaveh.designs Every time I see one of your comments I regret ever learning how to read.

Alhaitham // @ al_haitham  

★ ★ pre-relationship ★ ★

Only made an account so his friends would stop bothering him about not keeping up with things tbh

Checks his feed a few times a day but skips through stories if they’re too long/too many

Absolutely hates concert stories the most cause they’d loud, long, and filled with off-key drunken singing

Never likes or comments on anything unless it’s really interesting to him

Occasionally shares reels in his story that are like interesting history facts or official Akademiya announcements

Has a few posts (and only cause Kaveh would not shut up about it) but they’re mostly just pictures of book covers he’d just finished reading with a detailed review or literary analysis as the caption—but he’s mindful of avoiding spoilers for those who haven’t read it

However, he does have one post that stands out quite a bit

He posted an unintentional gym third trap because he just happened to be working out, as is routine, and thought it might be nice to share some tips on proper rope pushdown form 

If you’re not a gym babe and don’t know what this is, I beg of you, please look up a gif or video and imagine Alhaitham doing this, shirtless. You’re welcome.

It has become his most popular post by far

His pfp is probably taken straight from his faculty ID card: plain background, bright lighting, neutral facial expression

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

After you two have become official and are pretty comfortably established in your relationship, he’ll post a photo of the two of you—probably one you took - with a simple caption like “Late night at Puspa Café with my favorite person 💚”

Everyone who knows him freaks out in the comments with variations of “omg hathie got an s/o???” and “wow he finally posted a normal pic of himself, y/n is a good influence” but he doesn’t reply to any of them lmao

If you use Instagram a lot, he’ll naturally become more active too because he enjoys learning more about what you like through your posts and stories

He likes all of your posts but never comments—if one of your posts interests him, he’d prefer to wait until he sees you later to ask you about it in person 

He just wants an excuse to talk to you more

As he becomes more active, little bits and pieces of your relationship naturally infiltrate his feed

His latest book review post has your favorite mug in the background because the two of you had breakfast together

His informational story post of an antique Sumerian emerald he found at a street vendor is being modeled by your pretty hands because you were with him when he saw it and later given to you after the vendor insisted on Alhaitham gifting it to his “beautiful spouse”

He changes his profile picture to the two of you from one of your many reading dates, comfortably lounging on a loveseat in a quiet corner of the library—and this time, he’s softly smiling

Tighnari // @ t1ghnar1

Surprisingly active on social media

He thinks social media is a great way to share information about the importance of forest conservation and get people to appreciate the beauty of Avidya forest

Makes one post almost every day and multiple stories

Needless to say, 90% of his posts are of plants or small animals he finds on his hikes or while working

His most popular posts are those of cute squirrels and birds that are being nursed back to health after being found wounded—animals just seem to naturally love him so the pictures are usually taken by his coworkers because his arms are full with cuddly animals that refuse to move

The other 10% of his posts are from the occasional hang outs with friends or coworkers after work—snaps of iced fruit teas from Puspa café or colorful clay plates overflowing with Collei’s homemade pita pockets. 

He makes sure to reply to or at least like every comment, particularly those from people asking questions about the plants he posts or how to become a forest ranger. Even simple “wow that's so cool” comments often get at least a “thanks, glad you liked it” from Tighnari

He tends to use some cute forest or food emoji when they fit with his posts. For example, 🍄,🥙,🦊,🐦, etc.

Also tends to use “:)” when replying to his followers because he knows it can be difficult to read tone in text-based communications

Tigh is basically a social media manager at this point oops

Because he is online so much, he naturally keeps up with almost everything his friends post and will like or comment on things he finds interesting

His pfp is a selfie of himself with a small yellow bird perched on his shoulder from one of his patrols

★ ★ in a relationship ★ ★

All Tighnaris written by me WILL follow the “fennec foxes mate for life” trope regardless of AU, it is an indisputable law of the universe

If you’re in a relationship with Tighnari, you should be prepared for stability and commitment in general

While he doesn’t go out of his way to make an official announcement post or anything like that, you become a regular feature on his page

Will tag you in anything you’re related to, unless you specifically ask him not to

t1ghnar1 [photo of a small, cream-colored fox brushing itself against Tighnari’s leg and looking up at the camera with large eyes]

t1ghnar1 On a walk with @ YN1229 this morning we spotted this cute little kit without her mom. 🦊 While adorable, foxes - even kits - are wild animals and should never be approached unless by professionals. We have informed the local animal control where she will be taken care of until we can locate her family. Photo by @ YN1229

He never outright announces you as his lover but he seems to spend so much time with you and refer to you so casually that his followers who don’t know him just assume you’re his spouse LOL

He doesn’t bother to correct them either :,)

bennie_boy Wow, that mountain is so high up - wasn’t ur spouse scared to go up there?

t1ghnar1 @ bennie_boy Y/n has been on so many trips like this with me that they’re pretty used to it. :)

Likes your posts as he see them on his feed and occasionally leaves a short comment like, “beautiful <3”