#eiland x reader

[skellseerwriting]

Where they love to kiss you Headcanons

Fields of Mistria Bachelors x Gn!Reader

(+Calderus & Olric!)

Content warning: none, all sfw and fluffy kisses here <3

Ryis:

Your hands. Literally anywhere on your hands

He’s a carpenter so he has a fond appreciation for all the wonderful things they can do, and is always mesmerized by all the hard work you manage to do with yours

bonus points for more calluses! Gotta keep that farm in tip top shape somehow :)

He’ll also give you plenty of kisses on the cheek. It’s his sweet way of saying hello. Whenever you feel his arm casually drape over your shoulder out of nowhere, expect it to happen

Hayden:

On top of your head

He’s a big guy ok. Chances are he’s taller than you and can easily kiss you there. If he’s not tall enough, then he settles for behind the ear or on the shoulder

basically anywhere he can reach when he gives you a big warm hug from behind + snuggling his face between your neck and shoulder

Like Ryis, he also loves kissing you on the cheek. Just a frequent form of affection along with some regular ol’ kisses

Balor:

The knuckles of your hand

may not seem too different from Ryis, but Balor does it very formally and very romantically, bowing at the waist and holding your hand while he kisses your knuckle

he loves to kiss your neck too. Especially if it makes you flustered

overall he’s just very passionate when he kisses you. Very methodical. He always seems to know what he’s doing and always seems to know exactly how it will make you react

Eiland:

on your forehead or nose

He’s very formal, despite liking to dig in the dirt, so he likes to keep things light when you’re out in public. Not a fan of pda except when it’s appropriate, like holding hands and the lighthearted face kisses <3

blushed really hard the first time you kissed him on the lips (this man couldn't initiate if his life depended on it) and he stutteringly compared it to a marble statue bust’s mouth

only lets you kiss him when you’re in private (though he secretly looks forward it)

March:

Hard to tell because he’s averse to kisses at first

you had to build up to affection by holding hands, and then it eventually evolved into him kissing your palm or your wrist (and he’s obviously blushing the whole time) but he doesn’t do it often

Even when he eventually works up to the point and the courage to kiss you square on the lips, he still gets deniably flustered about it so he rarely does it

when he does though, it’s during those rare, vulnerable moments, and you can rest assured knowing he’s putting all of his love and effort into it

Olric:

On the bicep 💪

He loves complimenting how strong you are or how strong you’ve gotten from your work on the farm, so he loves asking you to flex for him and then presses silly little kisses up your bicep in a form of praise

He may be extroverted, but he’s also a very sweet guy, so when it comes to your face he likes kissing the corner of your jaw

his second favorite part with that is then getting to quietly compliment or praise you in the ear about something he’s very proud of about you

Calderus: (either form)

On your horns you don’t have horns

dragons press “kisses” against each other’s horns as a sign of affection and trust, but since you don’t have any he settles for kissing your ears (or fake horns if you have them as cosmetics). With that knowledge, please please please kiss him on his horns

Due to cultural/anatomy differences, dragons just have different places that are normal to them to kiss

one such place is the back, but that’s hard to do from certain angles with you, so if you lay down on your stomach and let him pepper kisses on your spine and in between your shoulder blades he would absolutely love it

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Taglist: Balor FoM

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[busybeewriting]

Could you write some headcanons about Eiland crushing on/dating the farmer please?

Of course!!

Eiland Crush/Dating HC:

I think he’d take a while to realize he has a crush. Like he knows he finds you attractive and you’re nice. But a crush? No. No way.

And then your hands would brush while doing some dig together and he would feel like he’s on fire.

He’d talk to Adeline about it. And this poor woman would be like “Dear god you have a crush.”

What does he do now?? He’d probably research it.

And since you give him sweets all the time? He’d try and find your favorites too and get them for you.

If you’re playing Dungeons and Drama with him, he’d try to subtly use pick up lines on you to see what works.

After pinning for at least a season. He’d finally take you on like a picnic or something and confess to you.

When you say yes? He’d be so elated, so excited! He would just pull you in and hug you.

Once you’re dating he is constantly trying to find you, he just likes seeing you.

He gives a lot of cheek kisses.

He also loves to hold your hand.

He wouldn’t do a lot of PDA besides that. But if you ask him?? He is all about you. He never shuts up about how great you are.

Overall, he’s just a really sweet and caring boyfriend. He wants to grow old and discover all of mistria with you.

[freyito]

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✭ pairing(s): balor, eiland, hayden, march, olric, ryis (seperate) x reader

✩ inspo: hayden and Dirt On My Boots by Jon Pardi during a very trying shift (boothill related fic incoming)

★ in which: you find out if he's any good at dancing.

✧ a/n: my people need me (my 1k tumblr followers) in these trying times (the american election) and i must provide (comfort fics that arent even in my queue)

✦ taglist: @shinysora, @garfieldb0t

🗒 cw: gn reader, just fluff, not proofread

✎ wc: 1.6k

⎯ Balor

If a charming young man like BALOR can’t dance, then he’s afraid he isn’t worth his salt. As a merchant, he needs to be relatively skilled in most, if not all fields. And dancing is one of them. Though he seldom uses anything but his pristine bargaining skills and his smooth talking, it’s good to know. At least, that’s what he tells himself. When you take over the old farm, however, he decides he needs to impress you in other ways aside from the oddities he brings back.

So, when he offers you his hand one night at the inn, who are you to say no? He’s treated you so kindly since you moved in (though, everyone has), and he’s been quite a help to you. Aside from that, you couldn’t help but feel like he was flirting with you as well. Not that you minded at all, he was quite handsome, and admittedly you fell for his charms.

When you take his hand, you can hear the kids gasp and whisper. Balor is smooth and fluid with his movements, spinning you around the little space you two had in the inn. His movement is something like a Viennese waltz, keeping you close as you two spin, making sure you don’t get too dizzy. You can’t help but feel flustered as it feels like everyone’s eyes are on you. Granted, it’s not every night they get to see Balor of all people dance.

⎯ Eiland

Being born into nobility, EILAND can dance quite well. That, paired with lessons from Elsie in the current day, help him become one of the best dancers in Mistria. The thing is, he only took an interest in dancing once more when you had taken over the old farm. He’s consistent and damn near princely, and finally, he decided to invite you to the manor to “spectate” on some of these lessons via letter. Don’t ask why his handwriting looks suspiciously like Elsie’s.

Still, you decide it’d be quite fun. Perhaps you could learn something yourself, no? It isn’t often you get invited to the Manor, especially to see such a grand display. You hope, at the very least. However, when you enter the Manor, Eiland seems very surprised to see you, only for a second. He completely masks his surprise with that friendly tone once more, welcoming you in almost hurriedly.

You take a seat and Elsie begins the session as Eiland’s partner, only for about three seconds, before she beckons you to take her place. You don’t even get to shake your head before she’s grabbed you by your hand and led you to the center of the hall. Neither of you get to protest before she’s urging you two to begin. Without a second thought, Eiland begins. To say you feel like royalty is an understatement, he spins you two around and dances with such grace that you feel as if you are in a ballroom, you can practically see yourself with him at some sort of gala. However, you can’t help but catch the deep blush dusting his cheeks. You avert your gaze for a second, simply so you don’t point it out. You yourself are already flustered enough, you’d rather not fan the flames of Eiland’s own embarrassment.

⎯ Hayden

While HAYDEN can dance, he’s not much for showing off his moves. While he’s not ashamed, his country style feels a bit out of place among people like Eiland and Ryis. That being said, not many people have seen Hayden dance. Most of the time, it’s in the morning when he’s cooking his breakfast, hyping himself up for the day. It’s nothing much, really, tapping his feet and whistling some tune to himself.

When you catch him early one morning, muttering his own song to himself, he doesn’t shy away. Why would he? He’s having fun, so why not join him? Before you can even question yourself, you’re taking his hand and he’s spinning you around to a steady beat only he understands. It involves a lot of swaying, some spinning, and little flares that make Hayden feel fancy. He likes to keep you close to his chest, which is enough to make you blush.

Regardless, it’s fun. It’s way too early in the morning for your mind to catch up with the fact, but your body moves with Hayden’s so easily. While you get a lot of time to yourself in between tending to your farm and the rest of the town’s requests, you rarely get moments as… quaint as this. It surely isn’t something you thought you’d start your day with, but it is welcomed nonetheless. There’s a sort of gentleness within his movements, the way he pulls you closer ever so subtly, that makes you swoon internally.

⎯ March

MARCH being… March, he knows how to dance. On his own. He takes it as an opportunity to be the best at yet another thing. If he wasn’t good at it, then who would he be? April? He can’t have that. He has to be the absolute best at it. Even if Eiland and Adeline grew up with proper dance lessons, even if Balor knows all the fancy stuff. March has gotta be the best. In town. So he says.

Problem is, he’s bad at dancing with a partner. He’s clumsy and miscalculated and tends to trip over your feet when he does so. He pouts and huffs and blushes, as if he’s impatient. He’s embarrassed, really. But he’s not going to tell you that. He talked himself up so much, practically told you he could dance like a king, and here he is fumbling like it’s the middle school dance. Don’t say a word, and he’ll spare you.

As awkward as he is as a dancing partner, he’s still kind of earnest about it. He’s never danced with someone else before, but he tries quite a lot to be all fancy and elegant like Eiland and Balor might be. While it started off as an attempt to impress you, it quickly turned into a mess of laughter. March let a soft chuckle slip, before quickly trying to cover it up with his tough guy facade, pouting and frowning as he acts like he’s more interested in the steps than you. Yet he continues to steal glances, which ultimately end up in him stumbling once more.

⎯ Olric

No. This man cannot dance. OLRIC cannot dance, what-so-ever. That doesn’t stop him from trying, of course. He has no need to be embarrassed if he’s having fun. Doesn’t matter if he comes off as a little goofy when Hemlock and Josephine end up in a duet on nights at the inn, he’s gonna dance and he’s gonna have fun. It’s infectious, really.

You can’t help but join. Either it’s the little bit of alcohol you had working its way to kill off your embarrassment, or simply the big ol’ smile Olric wears as he dances. Or perhaps it’s the fact that his insistent ‘c’mon, join me!’s have gotten to you. You don’t know! You don’t care! Maybe you two look like two fools on the floor, but you’re enjoying it as you try to mimic his moves. He really is horrible at dancing, even you have a hard time trying to move like him. So stiff and silly… it’s impossible to replicate.

Eventually, he pulls you into him by complete surprise. No warning, no nothing, now you're trapped between his strong arms and his chest as he sways to the beat. It’s oddly romantic, and it seems both Hemlock and Jo have shifted their tones to follow you and Olric’s dance. It feels like all eyes are on you by that time, as Olric hums slightly off-key and sways gently. You feel your cheeks heat up, either from embarrassment (which you thought you had thrown away at the start of the night), or from the fact that you’re just so very close to Olric.

⎯ Ryis

RYIS isn’t much of a dancer. At least, socially. He’s more than happy to sit and watch on rowdy nights at the Inn, despite his Uncle trying to get him to join in. He’s more of a romantic, really. Fancy balls and galas don’t stick with him as much as cozy nights do. So dancing in general isn’t something he had tried much. Even in the capital. Still, he knows how to, just not on the scale others might.

He gives it more thought when he catches you dancing along to a little bout Elsie started one night. He can’t deny that he’s a little enraptured, almost pulled to join you. But then again, he decides he can wait just a little and surprise you with something a little more intimate later on. Perhaps he’d write up a nice little invitation for you to join him by the lake, underneath the apple tree.

That letter comes in the next morning, and you are all too quick to meet him up. It’s a little embarrassing to admit that you ended up by the lake a little less than an hour earlier than when he had asked you to join him. However, when he finally joins you, a little flustered that he was ‘late’ to this date, he is quick to pull you into a somewhat grand spin. With a big smile on his face and a soft blush, he begins. It’s small, but lovely, swaying underneath the shade of the apple tree as he practically drowns you in all sorts of compliments and sweet nothings that he had kept to himself for this particular moment.

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[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: married life with eiland

COMMENTS: i've been thinking so hard about marrying this man i have two lawn chairs next to my mail box and a desk for him and a chest full of sweets for when we get married im planning ahead ahead i need him so bad

reader is compared to lady luck but they're not fem aligned.

It’s not uncommon for you to wake up in the morning to see Eiland curled up in bed, his reading glasses askew and a book opened over his face. You always remove the book gently, marking his page with a bookmark you keep handy on your nightstand and he thanks you profusely for it later. It’s not even that he stays up outrageously late, you just so happen to have a husband who is so dedicated to his research he can hardly put it down!

Although he would love nothing more than to have chocolate chip waffles with whipped cream and a hearty amount of syrup for breakfast, he is unfortunately bound by the knowledge that food like that has little nutrients and will not keep his precious spouse up and running throughout the day. Soft hands cut up fruits into hearts and stars, depositing them into one of your bowls with a proud smile as seasonal fruit pancakes sizzle on your stove. He takes pride in taking care of your needs. That is, after all, what a husband does! (Ignore the copious amount of times he messed up a dish...he's trying his best.)

Whenever he comes home after a meeting with his sister, he makes sure to ask your opinion on things. If it's something the two of you don’t agree on (much to his chagrin...yes, he pouts about it later) he will still report your honest opinion to Adeline. His sister can tell immediately if you agreed or disagreed with him based on his facial expression alone.

Eiland has a tendency to say things that can be taken in a flirtatious way, but are usually innocent. He still has not learned to watch his words with you even after years of marriage, calling you over to Louis’s stall to look at the beautiful wedding outfits and yapping about how lovely you would look in them. Oh Eiland, he has no idea what he’s implying!

Due to his hobbies, he is more of a help on the farm than some may think! You’re certainly going to have to walk him through ranching if he decides he wants to feed the animals, but he’ll pick up on how to plant seeds a lot faster. He’s quick work with a shovel and can figure out a hoe in no time flat! (He thinks you’re so cool and just wants to help out his lovely spouse, please let him.)

Without a doubt, you will get wrapped up in his Dungeons and Drama campaigns. He’ll be delighted if you make food based on the campaign and will brag for weeks about it. Be prepared to be referred to as the lovebirds when you come to the Inn on Friday’s! That’s simply how Mistria works I’m afraid.

Elsie is going to have the time of her life when the two of you get married. She’ll be on cloud nine, orbiting the two of you with well wishes and the most random gifts she insists you two need for your new life. It’s very sweet of her, even if you’re not entirely sure what you’d use a fondue pot for other than satisfying your husband’s raging appetite.

Daily trips to the Western Ruins and The Narrows are a must. Eiland likes to check in on the Museum, having been contributing to its upkeep for a long time now. If you find him starting a special set of armor tucked away in the back of the main area, don’t mind him. He’s just reminiscing on old times with you.

Eiland takes very good care of his skin and hair, and if you let him he’ll pamper you every morning and night. He tends to lose his sense of personal space when he does this though...his face will be very close to you. If you lean in to steal a kiss, he’ll jump and laugh, cheeks growing warm as you smile at him.

When he spaces out, he’ll reach out for your hand and start fiddling with your wedding ring. You’d think he’d fiddle with his own, but he likes feeling your knuckles under the pads of his fingers. Eiland will slowly come back down to Mistria at some point, his eyes focusing on his fingers against your skin and your soft smile shining upon him like Lady Luck herself. Truly, he got so lucky.

[forgeofthenine]

So um, I've sunk 30 hours into Fields of Mistria and even though this is mostly a bg3 blog, I'm still putting this brainrot here. Enjoy :)

Overstimming Eiland bc I'm down bad

Honestly just imagine it. Imagine taking this sweet, adorable, nerdy man and just making him cum until he cries. He starts off excited, thinking it'll be easy.

Eiland let's his hips buck up into your hand as you jerk him off, throbbing in your grasp as he lets out the prettiest moans of your name. Hands fisting the sheets as he cums for the first time of the night and covers your hand with the sticky white substance. The overstimulation starts creeping up on him when you suck him off afterwards, a buzz spreading through his body as fingers thread in your hair. It's hard for him to contain himself and sit still as his head falls back with every suck around his cock. The way he praises you, telling you how good you feel, voice already starting to crack with the rapid approaching of his next climax.

Eiland starts to think that maybe you'll be done after two, satisfied once he cums on your tongue, but he's wrong. By time he's pressing into you tears gather in his eyes, spurred on by the praise you heap on him. By now the overstimulation has really set in, the archeologist starting to wonder how he's still able to get hard so quickly. Instead, he tries to focus on fucking you and giving you pleasure. It's so hard for him though, when every squeeze you make around him drives him absolutely insane. He feels like some sort of animal rutting into you, pretty pink hair falling into his eyes as he desperately grabs your hips to ground himself. And even when he finally thinks he's done, pulling out and admiring the strings of cum still connecting him to you, he almost sobs when your hand meets his cock again.

He's sure he can't even get it up anymore, but you manage it somehow and he wants to cry. The sounds he lets out now are absolutely pitiful and he can't control any part of his body anymore. Hips bucking, tears trailing down his face, his moans cut off by breathless gasps. Eilands whole body feels like it's on fire and he just wants to scream. He's near the verge of just passing out by time he cums again, for the fourth and final time. His whole body is flushed and sweaty, lungs not able to get enough air in.

Eiland looks so pretty spread across the bed, splayed out in exhaustion and looking thoroughly spent. Shockingly, it's not long before he's asking you to do it again.

[purpleqilinwrites]

thinking about eiland and the ways he tells you he loves you before he can say the words.

how the jar in his room that's full of strawberry candies he specially ordered from the capital is open to you. how he has an itemised list in his head of what things you like and when he thinks is a good time to give them when josephine off-handedly mentions she doesn't know when your birthday is. how easy it is for adeline to goad him into eating his most hated vegetable because he knows how you disike wasting food.

[marchofmistria]

Howdy, I was wondering if you could do an eland x reader where you could do headcanons of them being parent If that's okay with you anyways have a lovely day

Hi there, thank you so much for sending! Love this cute idea. This ended up being about both pregnancy and parenthood, hope you don't mind! I got carried away lol.

It's not long after you and Eiland get married that you become pregnant. You two weren't really trying to prevent it from happening, totally open to the idea of raising a little one with such a beautiful community behind you and in such a beautiful place.

Elsie is the first one to realize that you were pregnant. Call it a sixth sense, but she pulls you aside after dinner at the manor one night and tells you that you have a special glow about you.

A few days later, Eiland wakes up to see you sick in the restroom and you go to Valen together to take a test.

When you two get the wonderful news, Eiland is nearly in tears and Valen has to hand him some tissues as he brings you into the deepest hug in the middle of the doctor's office.

Wanting to play it safe, you two only tell the immediate family at first. Adeline nearly screams with joy, while Elsie is happy but totally unsurprised.

The Baron and Baroness come all the way from the Capital to celebrate a new heir coming to the family. They shower you with lavish gifts and offer anything you could possibly want or need that wouldn't be readily available in Mistria.

They also offer to take you to a more well-known doctor in the Capital for your checkups, but you assure them that you have full confidence in Valen and know how much she cares about you, Eiland, and the little one.

Eiland dotes on you hand and foot during the pregnancy. He doesn't let you lift a finger, and is always concerned about your comfort. He'll spend any amount of money to make sure you have everything you need.

If he could, he'd keep you from working on the farm altogether and pay someone to help, but you insist that the exercise is good for you and the baby.

Eiland is so eager to impart all of his knowledge onto his child. He starts early by reading archeology books to the baby before you've even given birth. You don't mind, as it helps you fall asleep!

Eiland is incredibly compassionate to your pain as you carry the pregnancy. He'll massage your feet or rub oil on your stomach whenever you need.

When it's finally time for you to give birth, Eiland is supportive at each step and cries when the baby is finally put in your arms. You're so excited to see that the little one's hair is a beautiful shade of light pink, just like their father's.

Eiland is happy regardless of the gender of the baby. He just hopes that he can get them as excited in his interests as he is!

He'll happily give you breaks from taking care of the baby whenever you need a nap. He loves nothing more than sitting in a rocking chair with the baby close to his chest, while he reads some of his favorite books just as he did when they were still in your stomach.

He's an incredibly patient father. Raising his voice is just not something he's capable of doing, even when the baby begins to misbehave as they get older.

Honestly though, the baby would be quite well-mannered. They learn from the calm and studious nature of their father and aunt.

Eiland always wants to provide the best for his child and his wife, whether that means dressing you two in the finest clothing or assuring the baby receives the best education money can buy.

Eiland's favorite thing to do with his child is to take long walks through the museum, or to watch Errol work at the archeological dig site. By the time that baby is of speaking age, they can recite facts nearly as well as Eiland himself can!

You're surprised by how much the baby takes after their father. They eat up any sweets you make for them with equal enthusiasm as well.

When your little family visits the Capital, you love to tour the wonderful bakeries there and get so much joy from watching Eiland and your baby enjoy eating sweets together.

With Eiland as their father, the baby continues to grow up as a little intellectual, with a mild-mannered temperament, enthusiasm to learn about everything they can, and a kind heart.

[honeyluvender]

Hello, I hope you’re doing well. Is it alright if I request gn reader/farmer and Eiland romantic confession whether it is one or the other doing it is up to you.

Thank you and I hope you have the loveliest of lovely day’s and everyday beyond!

Piece of Cake

Rating: E Farmer: Nonbinary Word Count: 4k Requests: Open

SLIGHT SPOILERS FOR THE SHOOTING STAR EVENT!!!

Things had been…different between you and Eiland ever since the Shooting Star Festival. You’d noticed a few simple changes, but your mind and heart were conflicted. Had he accepted the star brooch, an item rumored to be given to one you’re romantically interested in? Yes, but maybe he wanted to view it with a friend. Did he emotionally open up to you that night? Also yes, but you’ve grown close since you’ve moved to Mistria! But he walked you home afterwards instead of parting ways, a silence that was surprisingly enjoyable after the fact he’d laid out his heart in a way for you to see. His fears and thoughts.

But that’s okay, because friends are open with each other about their inner thoughts! Right?

You groaned at the thought, the sheep’s head beneath your hand nudging at it and letting out a whine. The sound snapped you back to reality, as the animal demanded more affection. With a quick apology, which you’re sure it ignored, you continued to check in on the animals in the barn. Your mind had been in a bit of a fog since that night. Drifting to the days after, when you’d approach the archeologist, his face growing warm as you spoke with him. Had he always blushed around you?

Well, it was warm outside, the fall making a slow shift from warm to cool weather. Thus, he did spend most of his time as of late in the heat.

Your face flushed at the thought. Usually, you are so busy during the summer taking care of your farm that you rarely visited the archeology site due to being worn out by the end of the day. With the intense heat your crops demanded more attention. You wanted to make sure the animals stayed cool, and the request board always seemed full of a resident needing some form of help. Thus, by the end of the day you wanted nothing more than to take a relaxing bath and jump into the awaiting comfort of your bed.

Again, you were pulled from your thoughts by an irritated cluck this time by one of your chickens. The smaller animals circulated you, one even pecking at your work boots demanding to be let out. Quickly, you opened the small door on the side of the coop and rushed out to ring the bell. Within minutes the yard was full of animals, happily grazing and soaking up the sun. You found one of the few trees you’d left up to reside under, watching as the animals played and jumped around. Though it was still in the early morning hours, the sun was already being relentless. You could feel the sweat beading on the nape of your neck, but the shade of the tree helped. A gentle fall breeze also blew through the farm, causing a sigh of relief to escape you.

With a bit of peace your mind, sadly, began to wander again. Did Eiland have shade like this at the site? Well, he and Errol did have the tent, and the site was surrounded by trees. But when did Eiland exactly take a break? Maybe he would go to the museum nearby and rest for a while? Doubtful, he’d been rather persistent in making a few new discoveries. He seemed even more fired up after your talk on the mountain.

The silence was deafening as you were left alone with your thoughts. You’d summoned a spell today to water your crops before checking out the town’s request board. Surprisingly, empty. Not even a simple request from the children wanting an insect or a frog. Mistria quickly climbed the ranks within two years, sitting pretty on the emerald rank. Thus, maybe it shouldn’t surprise you that such demanding requests had dwindled. Glancing around, your eyes scanned your farm. Maybe you could plant a few more items? Possibly, but with the weather finally cooling down you could also start building new furniture for your home.

Again though, the weather wouldn’t cool down till the evening, and even then, you’d barely have enough sunlight to work. Maybe visit the mines? No, Juniper was still trying to translate the latest tablet you found, and the last thing you wanted was to battle some monsters. You blinked. A bath at the Bathhouse sounded lovely.

When was the last time you’d taken a day for yourself? Soaked in the Bathhouse, had tea with Celine, visited Adeline or even checked in at the inn besides on Friday nights? You sighed, maybe this was a sign that you needed to take the rest of the day easy.

Standing, you groaned, your body now demanding a relaxing bath at Junipers. Giving the animals and farm one more glance over, you rushed to your home for a fresh pair of clothes, placing them inside a bag before rushing to the Bathhouse. The residents were as cheerful as ever, Balor making a comment that he hadn’t seen you in a while, and Reina stopping you for a quick chat. She seemed excited that you were finally taking a break, even insisting you stop by after your bath for a meal at the inn.

Your stomach growled at the thought of Reina’s food, happily accepting a nice meal from the young woman.

Luckily, you’d only been stopped two more times on your way to Junipers. Once by Valen requesting you come in for a check-up soon, and then by March. Poor guy was flushing when speaking to you, not surprising, the heat at the forge left just about anyone warm in the face. When you stepped inside, you found Juniper working by her cauldron.

“Oh my, if it isn’t Mistria’s favorite little farmer. Come to try one of my latest concoctions? I guess word has been getting around that I’m working on something new. No need to be embarrassed, I am the best at what I do. And you are my favorite little guinea pig, so I guess I’ll be kind and let you taste test.” She laughed in amusement.

You couldn’t help but give a strained laugh, “Actually, I’m here to use one of my free baths,” You confessed. Juniper froze, her smile dropping and raising a brow.

“Are you being serious right now?” The sorceress asked, clearly unamused. She watched as you shifted from foot to foot, giving an awkward nod of confirmation. Scoffing, she rolled her eyes. “Fine, just check in and go inside. Nobodies in there so you’ll have it all to yourself.” Juniper grumbled, turning her attention back to her cauldron.

Happily, you rushed into the bath, soaking up the quiet and allowing the water to ease your aching body. You’d almost dozed off, but Junipers voice calling out to ask if you were alive or had drowned caused you to shoot up. Checking the clock on the wall it seemed nearly an hour had passed since you’d stepped into the comforting waters. As much as you’d love to continue soaking up the waters healing properties, your stomach demanded food.

Thus, within the next few minutes you were dressed and walking out. “Don’t be a stranger you know! There’s always plenty for you to taste test!” Juniper called after you as you headed towards the door. You gave a quick confirmation that you’d return sometime later to help her test her latest concoction, which she seemed pleased enough with.

The inn had yet to fill up for lunch, only a few patrons sitting at the tables and enjoying Reinas cooking. You’d taken a spot at the bar, Reina rushing over to grab your order and starting on it as her parents stopped by to check in on you. By the time your food had arrived, more patrons had begun to flood in. Adeline was unsurprisingly one of the last to file in, no doubt having been running around town checking on rations and the residents. She took the spot beside you, and to your surprise, moved her chair closer.

“It’s nice to see you out and about today, I heard you’re taking a bit of a break,” Adeline started, a smile stretching across her face. “I was supposed to meet Eiland here for lunch, but it seems he’s a bit more busy than usual at the site today.” She gave a long drawn-out sigh. You’d only hesitated for a moment in taking a bite of your food, Eilands name causing a quick pause. Adeline bit the inside of her cheek at this, trying to bite back her ever-growing smile.

Instead, she picked up the tea that had been placed in front of her and took a small sip. “He hasn’t been the same since your night together at the Shooting Star Festival. He’s seemed more determined than ever to unlock more of Mistrias history. And not just that, Eiland can’t seem to keep your name out of his mouth,” She pink haired woman gave a fake sigh of concern, closing her eyes to feed into the illusion. Slowly, she opened an eye, staring intensely as you continued to focus on your meal, though she made note of your face warming up.

Adeline shot a look at Reina, the girl giggling in amusement as she quickly made her way over to drop off her friends’ food. “Adelines right, he hasn’t been coming by the inn as much. Usually, he and Errol stopped by for lunch, or he comes to join Adeline, but the poor guys been spending so much time at the site it’s concerning,” Reina glanced at her friends, putting on her own look of concern, “Please tell me he’s at least eating well at night and getting plenty of rest.” She cooed.

You’d finally stopped eating, caving into the temptation to stare at your friends, who both held looks of concern. “Oh, you know him when he sets his mind to something, it’s all he can think and talk about.” The town’s leader gave a pout.

In reality, Eiland was doing fine. Making it home in time for dinner though a little more tired than usual. The family would sit around the table and talk happily about their day. Though it had become a bit of a pass time to fluster her young brother with the sheer mention of you. Both she and their aunt would giggle as his face became flushed, listening as he’d go on a rant about how helpful you are around the town, to the museum. Why, the list went on and on with him.

“Perhaps you should stop by and bring him lunch? I can make something quick.” Reina suggested to Adeline, knowing already that the food was already wrapped up and secure for the taking.

Her purple eyes sparkled with gratitude, “Oh Reina, that would be lovely. However, I have so much paperwork to do back at the house that must be finished by the end of the day,” Adeline gave a long sigh, “Oh how the list goes on and on. I must write back to mother and father, I need to meet with Balor about incoming goods for this winter, and new requests from the King are rumored to arrive soon.” She spewed her list of activities. Which honestly was just a normal day for her.

It was Reinas turn to up the dramatics. Placing a hand over her heart, “Oh Adeline, you simply work yourself to the bone,” Not a lie, but she wasn’t going to call her friend out saying that she actually enjoyed all the paperwork. “Perhaps I could send the kids out to take it next time they’re around. Oh, but that may be awhile. I saw them leave with Celine a while ago to go check out the flora by the eastern road. So, it may be a while till they come back.”

Nervously, you played with the food on your plate as you listened to them try and figure out who the food could be taken by. Finally, you caved.

“I’ll do it,” You insisted, your face warming up even more as their eyes turned to you. “It’s been a while since I’ve gotten to see Eiland, so it’ll be nice to catch up.”

Adeline and Reina perked up, smiling brightly at you, which caused you to sink back a bit. “Oh (Y/N), you’re such a gem! Eiland would LOVE that, wouldn’t you say Reina?” Adeline quickly turned towards the cook, the other girl quickly nodding in agreement.

“Oh, most definitely! Here, I’ll wrap up your food to go as well so you two can eat together!” Reina declared, taking your plate without a second thought to prepare it to go. Slowly you blinked, fork still in hand with a bite left. Adelines mood seemed to have shifted quickly, almost as if she was trying not to bounce in her seat with excitement. So, to keep herself calm, she continued to sip on her tea and shift to a different partner of conversation, Josephine coming up to ask how her day was going.

Quicker than you had expected, you were out the door with a neatly wrapped bundle in your hands. Reina and Adeline were quick to wave you off, telling you to take your time and not to rush back. Thus, you started the journey to the excavation site.

As you started the walk, you’d considered stopping by the museum to check there first. However, you had caught Errol on the way out, the man confirming that Eiland wasn’t inside. That’d he’d headed out just a bit ago to pick up some notes he’d forgotten at the site.

Once you were there, the first place you checked was the hole on the excavation site. Empty. However, the sound of mumbling and rustling from the tent was a quick give away on the young mans location. Making your way over, you peered inside. Eiland was sitting at a desk, looking over a few notes and scribbling on various pieces of paper, correcting theories and mapping out the next location to check. His sleeves were rolled up with dirt upon his clothes. His hair was a bit messier from no doubt digging earlier as well.

The site at you biting the inside of your cheek, the pink haired man too engrossed in his work to realize you were even there. Deciding you may have been standing there a bit too long, you decided to make yourself known before he could catch you staring. Even as you stepped in, keeping your footsteps light as you crept behind him, he didn’t budge from his current spot. Curiously, you peaked over his shoulder. “Whatcha workin’ on?” You asked.

Eiland nearly jumped from his seat at the sudden voice against his ear. However, he did let a few stray pieces of paper fly off his desk. Quickly turning around, his face warmed up at realizing how close you were.

“I wasn’t expecting guests today,” He confessed shyly, giving you a kind smile as the shock wore off.

You smiled back, feeling your own face heat up, “Well, I heard you’ve been quite busy, so upon request I was asked to bring you lunch. And well, they wrapped mine up as well, so I guess we could have lunch together if you’re free,” You held the wrapped containers of food up to prove you hadn’t come empty handed.

His eyes widened in surprise, gratefully taking the bagged containers from you. “You shouldn’t have, you’re already busy enough, I hate someone added this to your list.” He sighed, though he was grateful. He unwrapped the containers, placing them upon his desk. Eiland took note of the partially eaten one, handing it to you, before taking out whatever it was that the requester had sent him. No doubt it was either his sister or aunt Elsie. He blinked in surprise though at the final container within the bag. His mouth watered at the sight of the chocolate cake.  

Quickly though, it was gone before he could reach in and grab it himself. He looked like a sad puppy as he watched you hold the cake out of reach. Honestly, you almost caved at the sight, but bit back your feelings for a moment. “I wasn’t exactly busy today, so it wasn’t a problem. Besides, lunch first and then cake.” You declared, having to turn your attention away.

Eiland sighed, letting you win this time. Standing, he quickly found an extra seat and cleared off the rest of his desk so you’d both have somewhere to eat. The next few minutes passed with aimless chatter, catching up on the past few days you’d barely gotten to see of each other. Eiland asked about the farm and requests you had been receiving. He seemed to perk up at the mention that requests had dwindled now with the towns rank being emerald. He commented that you deserved the rest and that it was about time you took some time for yourself.

This caused you to faulter, putting your finished container of food to the side. The motion caused Eiland to pause, asking if everything was alright. “It’s fine, just that I was told that ever since the Shooting Star Festival you’ve been spending more time at work. You’re not overworking yourself, are you?” The look of concern upon your face made Eilands heart melt.

Why were you so sweet?

He chuckled, “No no, I’m fine. I’ve mostly just been reviewing notes and back tracking locations. Had a few meetings with Juniper about the tablet from the mines, but besides that nothing different.” Eiland insisted, placing his own container to the side. Noticing that you still looked a bit on edge, he was nervous but reached his hand out to grasp yours.

Both yours faces seemed to heat up at the action, and his heart fluttered when you didn’t pull away. “I promise, I’m doing fine. Now how about joining me in eating this cake before I have to return back to work? I’ll even let you have the first bite.” He asked, grabbing the piece of cake you’d placed beside yourself. You gave a small smile in return and a dramatic sigh, stating that if he insisted you guess you must.

Checking the wrapping for extra silverware you shouldn’t have been surprised to find only one fork. No doubt Reina had expected just Eiland to enjoy the sweet treat. She probably assumed once you’d finished eating you’d leave. You took the silverware and handed it to Eiland, “Looks like it’s all yours, only one fork was packed.” Your words caused the archeologist to pause, his look of excitement falling.

“Well, that won’t do, let me see if I have a spare around here.” He declared, preparing to stand and search the tent for a possible utensil. However, he was stopped by your hand on his arm, gently guiding him back down to his seat.

“Come on, it’s fine. The cake was meant for you anyways. You deserve a sweet treat.” You insisted, sliding the piece of cake towards him. However Eiland didn’t reach for it. Did this mean you’d be leaving? Sure, it was getting a bit late and you’d probably like to check on your animals. But the selfish side of him desired your company a little while longer.

Swallowing his embarrassment he quickly spoke, not allowing you any time to get up to leave, “We can share it.”

The tent fell silent as you blinked at him owlishly.

Was it just you or was the tent feeling warmer?

He grabbed the fork, cutting into the rich chocolate before extending the bite out to you. “I don’t mind sharing, if that’s okay with you.” Eiland confessed. He way praying to the Gods above, that you wouldn’t notice how his hand was beginning to shake due to his nerves. Jeez he really mucked this up. What an intimate thing to ask! Eating from the same fork where your lips would be touching. Would that be considered an indirect kiss? No no, he was overthinking it! Him and his friends share food most of the time. However, usually they have their own utensils-.

Purple eyes widened as they stared into yours, his breath hitching as he watched your lips find the fork. His hand finally steadied when your lips met the silver, sliding the piece of chocolate cake from its surface and into your mouth. You chewed on the dessert happily, humming in delight. You could never say no to any dessert made by Reina. She was truly a master chef. You moaned in delight, “Thank you for sharing, it really is good. Guess it’s your turn for a bite.” You reached out, slipping your hand into Eilands to gently take the fork from him.

Eiland felt like he could melt.

He continued to stare at your face, ignoring as you cut into the cake, cutting him a decent bite before extending it towards his lips. “Okay, open up.” You gently tapped the edge of the fork against his bottom lip. His eyes were wide, staring intensely at your smiling face. No doubt you enjoyed teasing him like this. Though he wasn’t exactly the bold and flirty type, two could play this game.

Gently grasping your wrist, he opened his mouth and closed it over the fork. Your body tensed, a shudder running through your spine at the feeling of his calloused hand upon your skin.

Once he was done chewing, he followed your lead, slipping his hand into your own and taking the fork from you. Thus began the back and forth of feeding each other. The silence became more heated till the cake was gone.

By the end of it, the two of you were staring at each other intensely.

You were the first to break the silence, shifting your eyes away. “Thank you for sharing with me. I know it was hard to not eat it all by yourself,” You joked to try and cut the tension. Eilands hand slipped into yours, the one that once held the fork.

“I’d share anything sweet with you. You make everything taste sweeter.” He confessed. Eiland seemed too tense as he processed the words that just left his mouth. What was going on with him? He was prepared to pull his hand away, but he felt yours tightened around it. You were smiling, face flushed from his random declaration.

“I’d like that. Maybe we could share something sweet again soon? You could come over Saturday and help me make a pumpkin pie? I just grew a fresh batch of pumpkins.” Your voice trailed off as the two of you stared intensely at one another. It felt like time had stopped as you continued to stare, second ticking away like hours that you never wanted to end.

Slowly, you started to lean in, and you felt as if your heart was about to pound out of your chest as Eiland did the same.

You could feel his warm breath on your lips once he was close enough-

“Eiland, you won’t believe what Celine and the children found near- oh my, am I interrupting something?” Errol burst through the tents opening excitedly. However, he came to a quick halt as you both jumped back from each other, Eilands chair landing on the ground in surprise. Your faces felt as if they were on fire.

“Um, no, I was uh, just leaving!” You declared, grabbing the empty container to return to the inn. Eilands face dropped as he watched you pack everything up, his heart aching at the thought of your sudden departure. Errol nervously rubbed at the back of his neck, guilt etched onto his older features.

He coughed, the awkward tension becoming a bit suffocating within the confined space. “Um, when you’re finished here, feel free to find me at the Museum. I’ll be waiting, just take your time.” He waved the two of you off before rushing out of the tent and away from the site.  

The silence continued to grow, along with the warmth on your faces. Eiland silently helped you pack up and led you towards the tents entrance. “I’m sorry about that, he’s used to it just being me here.” He sighed, appreciating the cool outside air as it seemed to help his face cool off.

You raised your free hand, insisting it was okay, nothing to worry about as if the two of your lips hadn’t been inches apart before the older man had interrupted. Eiland still seemed hesitant, a look of regret and embarrassment upon his handsome face. You truly hated seeing Eiland look so guilty. Maybe he regretted it? The thought caused a sharp pain within your chest.

You knew Eiland wasn’t a shallow person. But he was attractive, he could have anyone within Mistria if he put himself out there more. Hell, he could probably have anyone outside it as well.

Anxiously you began to worry your bottom lip, catching it between your teeth as you refused eye contact. Your thoughts were eating you alive.

Eiland stared, his breath hitching as he watched you chew at your lip. The lips he had been so close to kissing moments prior. Again, he took your free hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I’ll see you this Saturday, correct?” He asked, his heart longing for reassurance, that you were just as desperate to see him again as he was you.

This seemed to snap you out of your trance. Your (E/C) eyes staring deep into his purple ones.

“Yeah, this Saturday is fine. Maybe after the vendors leave?” You suggested, your thoughts slowly easing away as the man before you rubbed your hand with his. He gave you a gentle smile, reassuring you that the time would be fine and after a moment of hesitation, slipped his hand from yours.

He watched as you turned away from him, carrying the containers with a bit of a pep in your step. For a while he stared as you started up the short hill towards the excavation sites entrance. He turned on his heels, ready to reenter the tent before coming to a stop. His face was warm as he pulled away, running up the hill and catching you before you could cross the fallen pillar.

“(Y/N!),” He called out, his body tensing as you whipped around quickly with a foot on the pillar. You stared at him in surprise, eyes wide and confused. “Saturday, it’s a date!” He declared. His body felt like it was going to explode with heat. He could feel the sweat beginning to form on the nape of his neck and his clothes felt tighter than before.

Your (E/C) eyes sparkled at his words and could feel heat forming on your cheeks.

You raised your hand, waving a final goodbye, “Saturday’s a date!” You called back to him before disappearing across the pillar and back towards the town, leaving the young man with a lovesick smile on his face.  

[novasintheroom]

Know what? I'm feeling write-y right now

Go ahead and send me one of the symbols from this list for either Trigun or Fields of Mistria along with a male character :o)

Good from 23 June - 25 June 2025!

[skellseerwriting]

Eiland x Reader Music Playlist

(some of these are gendered)

These are just my personal interpretations

Honeypie - JAWNY

I Do Adore - Mindy Gledhill

Still Into You - Paramore

Strawberry Blond - Mitski

Strawberry Chainsaw - JAWNY

Tongue Tied - GROUPLOVE

Too Sweet - Hozier

Would You Be So Kind - Dodie

[busybeewriting]

Hi hi!! I was scrolling through and found your stuff really cute, and this game has literally taken over my mind since EA launch. If you haven't already, could you please write for Valen, Eiland, and Balor? With the prompt of, say, they see you pretty beaten up from a day down at the mines, and they try to care for you? OR if you're feeling down, they take notice and try to give you a comfort food? Take your pick, I'm sorry this is a pretty long ask 😅 -🍓🧋

You’re all good!! I decided to go with the farmer being beaten up in the mines! But once requests open back up, let me know if you want the other one!

But HC’s under the cut!

Valen:

- Given the fact that she is the doctor? She gives you a look every time you come in with a scrape or a bruise.

- “Y/N. I thought we agreed for you to get better armor if you insist on going through the mines.”

- She still patches you up though, and if you’re dating she gives you a kiss durning the ones that especially sting before going, “That’s what you get for being reckless.”

- She’d also walk you home and make you some food before getting you tucked into bed.

- In the morning you have a health tonic next to you with a little note telling you to take a sip if you feel achy.

- No matter how many times you go down in the mines and get scrapped up, she’s always there to take care you. <3

Eiland:

- If he sees you all scrapped up? He feels AWFUL. He’s the one who pushed for the mines to be opened and now you’re hurt!

- He’d fuss over you so much. Like a little mother hen. He doesn’t let you lift a finger after you get home from seeing Valen- because yes. He makes you go to Valen.

- He would also debate on closing the mines, but after you assure him that it dramatic and you will be fine once you get an armor upgrade and a sword upgrade.

- Conveniently. The next time you go to the blacksmith, March is shoving a full suit of armor in your arms and a new sword.

- Eiland hears none of your protests and just asks you to be safe.

- …and begrudgingly it’s really nice armor so you take it.

Balor:

- He sees you covered in bruises and scrapes as you run past his cart at midnight to get home on time.

- At first he doesn’t do anything because it’s your prerogative…but damn it he really likes you so he needs to make sure you’re alive.

- The next morning he wakes up early to get over to you. He’s got bandages and some disinfectant to make sure you stay unharmed.

- He doesn’t let you get a word in, just telling you to show him the wounds so he can help.

- He would make it his mission to get some more ore from his contacts and commission March to make you a better sword.

A/N: Sorry thier kinda short! I didn’t know what else to add really! But like I said once requests open back up let me know if you want me expand!

[the-slutty-farmer]

Sleeping positions with the Bachelors/Bachelorettes of Fields of Mistria (SFW)

Hi!! I added in Caldarus♥️♥️ sorry for the weird formatting! I’m on mobile but I’ll fix it when I get to a computer

Adeline🌸 - She strikes me as the kind of person who likes her personal space when it's time to sleep (although loves to cuddle before) but has to keep one part of her body touching yours ie interlaced arms, holding hands, an ankle over your ankle, etc

Balor💎- He sleeps completely intertwined with you, facing each other like one long, warm, sleepy hug. He loves running his fingers up and down your back, and if you run your fingers through his hair or massage his scalp he'll be out like a light

Celine🌼 - I feel like you start the night cuddling super close, but then Celine starfishes and takes up most of the bed, usually leaving you to snuggle in where you can lol

Caldarus🐉 - he’s still getting used to the whole “sleeping-in-a-humanoid-body” thing. But one thing he has really enjoyed about the experience is falling asleep embracing you. He’s a SNUGGLER. There’s not one set position he prefers but I know for certain that he gets as close to you as possible. You’re laying on your back?? His face is nuzzled into your neck. Your back is facing him?? Okay his face is in your hair and there is not a millimeter of room between you. I need to go lay down.

Eiland🍰 - He likes sleeping face to face with one arm slung over your waist. You fall asleep this way almost every night with him telling you about the exciting artifact he discovered today, or you telling him about what you saw in the mines earlier

Hayden🌾 - You cannot tell me this man does not LOVE to be little spoon. He's so big and burly and affection starved that he would just love for you to wrap yourself around him and make him feel safe and cared for OKAYI'MDONE

Juniper🔮 - She's a fitful sleeper who tends to toss and turn, however most nights you end up with your arms over each other and your legs completely pretzeled, literally tangling together as she moves around in her sleep (Dozy also nuzzles his way in, either in the crook of your legs or if he's lucky smack dab between you two)

March♥️ - You usually start out shoulder to shoulder maybe holding hands, because even though you know each other well enough to sleep in the same bed, he's still a little awkward and getting used to affection and intimacy. You do, however, literally always wake up to him holding you close as the big spoon

Reina🍳 - I feel like with Reina if you lay on your back she's going to wrap herself around you like a koala on a tree lol She also strikes me as someone who takes up a lot of space when she sleeps, so she's definitely keeping a leg slung over your hips at all times

Ryis🪶 - You sleep chest to chest, he usually has one leg over yours and a gentle hand cupping the back of your head, fingers massaging your scalp. He also tends to nuzzle close and keep his lips on your forehead in a perpetual forehead kiss

Valen❤️‍🩹 - She likes to sleep on her back with you tucked into her side. You tend to be the one to fall asleep first because she always rubs your back, squeezes you closer to her, and gives you soft and sweet touches

[cloudcountry]

Hello, I wanted to ask if you could please write something with Eiland or reader confessing their feelings to the other? It could be intentional or accidental, completely up to you.

I would really appreciate it if you could, but I understand if you don’t have the time. Thank you for reading and I hope you have a lovely day and everyday forward! 💕

SUMMARY: you have a reason to stay in mistria now.

COMMENTS: OH OF COURSE I CAN WRITE THIS <333 I LOVE EILAND MWAH i wrote this in like forty minutes sobs im too tired to edit if you see a typo no you dont

It’s your soft breathing and the way the back of your hand brushes against his that makes his stomach flip, his heart fluttering anxiously in his chest. Eiland isn’t sure how much longer he can hold on to the emotions swelling in his chest, begging and pleading to be set free as if they’ve been imprisoned inside his chest for the better part of two years.

In some way, Eiland supposes they had.

You just look so nice tonight, the most lovely thing you’re wearing being your smile, flashes of teeth as you laugh and the delicate curve of your lips catching his eye. Your laugh is like a siren call, and he finds himself recalling everything he knows about the Mermaid’s Comb in the museum to calm down. While it’s technically not related to sirens, it's the closest thing his scrambled mind can think of right now.

It does little to help when all that blasted comb does it make him think of you lovingly brushing his hair as the fireplace crackles in the background and he tells you about his latest archaeological discovery.

“Eiland?” you whisper, soft as the night breeze and the muted hollering from the Inn.

He makes a noise of acknowledgement, looking over at you. You’re looking at him too, eyes wide and bright, and his heart shudders when he sees the stars from above reflected in your pupils. He swallows, finding the courage in his heart to press the back of his hand right against yours. You gasp, soft and surprised, and Eiland feels so warm.

“There’s...I received an offer from the Capital.” you murmur, voice shaking as you try to maintain your composure, “They heard about my accomplishments in Mistria and wanted me to take on some higher level jobs for some nobles.”

Eiland's heart drops right out of his body, slamming into the cobblestones beneath his feet.

No.

He opens his mouth and you grab his hand, giving him a meaningful look. He shuts his lips tight, pulling them into a thin line, cheeks heating at the touch.

“It got me thinking about...where I want my life to go. I’m not getting any younger.” you admit, “And I don’t want my life to be at the Capital at all. They’ve been badgering me about new jobs and they keep raising the money I could earn but it’s...it’s not enticing.”

Eiland’s eyes are searching yours, unaware of what you’re trying to say, his brain processing your words over and over and over again, trying to find your meaning. Your thumb is stroking the back of his hand and it makes him shiver—if you asked, he could blame it on the wind, but he knows how desperate he is for you to be near him and how badly it affects him when you are.

“I wanted to tell you this first because...well, I’m not sure if you’d feel the same way or not...but I don’t want to leave here. I’m satisfied with what Mistria has given me. I came here for the land, but that land has become my home. And I want to share it with someone someday.”

Him reading to you by the fireplace. Having Adeline over for family dinners. Watering your crops in the morning before you get out of bed. Making you breakfast every morning. Cleaning the house while you’re gone. Having his own home library, a mixture of your tastes and his. You being an in-law to his aunt and sister.

“I was thinking...if I was going to stay here, and if I was going to share my life with someone...well, I...”

You hand feeding him sweets. You two sitting in rocking chairs on a rainy day. You calling him baby or honey or boyfriend or love or darling or husband. The two of you visiting the General Store to pick up groceries. The whole town knowing you’re together.

You swallow, as if preparing for something.

Eiland’s imagination is too far away from him now.

“I would want that person to be you.”

Eiland freezes, flushed cheeks burning and pretty lips parted. His eyes are wide, unbelieving, and with the way his heartbeat pounds in his ears he thinks he’s died and gone to heaven.

“What?” is the only thing he can muster, shaking fingers intertwining with yours, darting eyes searching yours like a man gone mad.

“In other words,” you tear your gaze away, flustered at the proximity, knowing anyone could walk outside of the Inn at any given moment and see you, holding hands with Eiland, nearly pressed against his chest, “I want to be with you.”

Eiland’s face brightens, his arms pulling you into him and you crash against his chest. His arms soften your fall, holding you up and he squeezes you close, nose pressed to your skin and hair tickling your face. You can feel his excited breaths against the warmth of your cheeks and you squirm, flustered and unused to the proximity.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m just so happy.” he sounds like he’s about to cry, hands pressed to your back like you’re his salvation, “I’ve liked you for so long. I didn’t think you’d felt the same.”

“I do.” you confess, wiggling his hold just loose enough to free your hand, running your fingers through his hair, “You’re a treasure Eiland. I like you very much.”

Eiland pulls away and laughs, joyful and boyish, his grin infectious.

“To think, you would deny the Capital for me!” he places a hand over his heart, eyes crinkling in the corners as he gazes upon you adoringly, “My dear, I am smitten with you!”

[inthekitschen]

How you know the FoM Bachelors love you

Requests are open for headcanons, one shots, whatever your heart desires!

Balor:

The way he looks at you when he thinks no one else is watching

Around others, he keeps up his mysterious debonair image

But when you're alone, it gives way to something softer

There's no mystery or pretense in his eyes when you're alone

Just love

Eiland:

You will never doubt for a second that this man adores you

But the biggest indicator comes when talking to him

He'll talk anyone's ear off if they let him

He gets passionate about his interests, nothing wrong with that

And he'll still ramble with you

But you notice how he listens

He always has something to add in conversations with others; he tries to relate to what they're talking about by offering his own interests and experiences

With you, you notice that there's less of a feeling of him thinking of how to respond and more so him really listening

Hayden:

He tells you

All the time

If he goes more than a few hours without telling you he loves you, something is wrong

He's a busy guy, so he might lose track of time working on his farm to properly spend time with you, but you're a farmer too, so you get it

Plus he's really good at making it up to you

March:

It's a lot harder to tell with him

He does not say it easily

He doesn't tend to initiate physical affection either (unless you're like,, really far into the relationship

But he shows you in other ways

He gives you gifts that he makes in the forge

Whether it's new armor, weapons, tools, or even just a piece of jewelry or a trinket he thinks you'd like. 

He'll have a spot saved and your dinner ordered for you at the inn before you even get there (sometimes it gets cold if you're out longer than he expected but that's not his fault)

He may not be the most romantic guy in the world in the traditional sense, but he carves out a place for you in his life with such attention to detail that you know he cares

Ryis:

He's another one where you will never doubt his love for you

Pretty much the perfect partner

He's sweet, affectionate, tells you he loves you frequently, makes time for you

He also makes you little trinkets as gifts

He loves spending time with you while he's working

If you have your own carpentry to work on, even better; you get to work together

[nonokoko-is-daydreaming]

═════ ᡣ𐭩 First time? ᡣ𐭩 ═════

Long after a sweet confession you decide to take your relationship a step further...just as you close your bedroom door a thought pops up: will this be their first time or do they have experience?

Turns out beneath their usual confidence in their respective fields of interest lies a timid, awkward self under the sheets. As you get undressed in between sloppy kisses your beloved face becomes redder than the best tomatoes you have harvested this season; though their excitement is no less than their nervousness! They try their best to compensate their inexperience showing you how much they love you, perhaps it would be best to be in charge this time and guide them?

☁︎ . * Eiland, MARCH, Celine ✰.·✧*✲ﾟ

Their curious hands exploring your body with uncertainty answers your previous thought, but the eagerness they show can practically be felt in each touch. Despite their naivety and the awkwardness to bring up such topic they sought advice in lovemaking from their closest relatives as well as searching knowledge in books. Hell, even Elsie offered unsolicited tips before marriage... might as well put in practice what they were taught

☁︎ . * Adeline, Reina, Ryis ✰.·✧*✲ﾟ

Finding out how much they know sure is a pleasant surprise. They lost their virginity in previous relationships a while ago, of course, seeing how attractive they are it wasn't odd to imagine this. It might be mildly disappointing to think you won't get to be their first, but their suave performance is still dyed with hues of flustered adoration; no matter how many they slept with it is their first time with you, and they will keep blushing like the first night you embraced them

☁︎ . * Balor, Juniper, HAYDEN, Valen, Ryis ✰.·✧*✲ﾟ

They were isolated for far too many full moons until they stopped counting. You know few close to nothing about their younger days, were they always alone? Did they ever have someone else to love? Would they go rough or slow? Your mind wonders all of these and more questions but it is better to give them time to adjust themselves to this decade before you pry into past experiences they may not remember yet. They show doubts prior to the fateful day, repeatedly asking you how it is done in this day and age, whether there are preliminary techniques which were born during their lonely imprisonment they need to learn, the words and movements you would prefer...

Now that your sweetheart feels ready is time to find out the limit of their practical knowledge

☁︎ . * Caldarus, Priestess ✰.·✧*✲ﾟ

Thanks for reading! Hope you have enjoyed reading these short hcs ♡ Also if you are a minor or you don't have age in your bio interacting in any way with this post will result in a block

[purpleqilinwrites]

thinking about how eiland took a long time to say the words "i love you", but once he manages to say it once, he's saying it all the time – "have a good day, i love you," when you get up early to tend to the animals and he's still half-asleep while having breakfast at the table – "stay safe, i love you," when you drop by the museum to tell him you're heading to the mines to get some stone for a request from the capital – "see you later, i love you," when reina ropes you in for a mini baking lesson at the inn and tells him to come over only after the treats are done.