#first tanta

[phoenixiancrystallist]

Oh yeah, @cruelfeline I found the cloak entry about the First Tanta fighting something with allies:

Nice and vague, could have been anything, but I'm still choosing to believe that was Susurrus. First Tanta fought him directly, her seven warriors kept the Rheddig or any minions he summoned at bay.

And just for kicks I checked the other equipment entries to see if I could find anything for sure about these "seven trusted warriors," and I found... less than seven lol

Or at least less than seven that explicitly state these people had a connection to the First Tanta. There's nine cloaks and four necklaces that were sealed in the Labyrinths, any of them could have belonged to those warriors.

[mistress-light]

Forspoken • Endless Tanta Cinta appreciation

[flyingwide]

need to be working on school stuff but it's hailing and that makes me want to write in my doc currently titling "Inflicting Weather"

[machiavellli]

new father & daughter bonding experience alert‼️ : stress over uni exams together😍

[quatregats]

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[claudiaeparvier]

someday we’re gonna have a discussion on how Cuff breaking Prav’s mind resulted in Avoalet literally breaking apart

[waloeders]

almost done jupe reference (wip) but i am. getting sleepy.

you too can get a funky cloak from the certified Not A Cult of Susurrus' worshippers!

[astrito]

[celibibratty]

(2022)

[pinkyqil]

Hello can I request a hc of mischievous r and mapi and how they drive each other mad with poor ingrid often caught in the crossfire... Thank you for your fic

Mischievous reader x mapi x Ingrid

MASTERLIST

A/n: You definitely can but instead of headcannos here's a mini blurb cause your request gave me and idea for this I'll definitely do individual hcs for this request hops you enjoyed fic update should come on Monday

Ingrid was often found between you and mapi's problems. when most of the times she wants peace and doesn't even wants to be dragged in your crossfire with mapi every now and then but if she didn't they wouldn't be peace at home and today was one of those day where there's no peace.

"Ingrid mapi just ate my chocolate and won't give me money to buy a new one". You yelled out.

"¿Por qué debería comprarte uno nuevo cuando bebiste el último trago de mi café favorito?". She said.

"I didn't drink your nasty coffee león".you told her knowing damm well saying her last name would get on her nerves real bad.

"tu cosita a quien le llamas león".She said

"Isn't léon your name or you've went ahead and changed it to engen".You told her making a remarks that you know has definitely been on her mind.

"Entonces estás actuando como una boca inteligente ahora, eh, veamos si te gusta si tienes la boca tapada con cinta adhesiva". She told you as she pounced herself on you taking you down from your spot beside Ingrid.

"Ingrid help me from your crazy girlfriend". You screamed out lound.

"loco eres el loco, ladrón de café". She said

"For the last time I didn't drink your coffee".you spat at her as you flipped her over giving you the opportunity to give mapi a few hits before you both started dragging each other on the floor like mad dogs.

Ingrid could only be flabbergasted on the water you both were acting concerning it wasn't her first time wachting you both act out.

"Definitivamente lo bebiste, ¿de qué otra manera tendrías tanta energía?". She yelled

"I always have energy your just mad that I'm young and pure". You said

"tu pura Chiquita no me hagas llorar ahora". She said as beging to laugh in your face.

"I'm going to kill you".you yelled back at her as you both counting to kick and grab each other.

It took Ingrid a whole hour to have you both sperated and calm.

"Okay both of you clearly need to cool off". She said trying to catch her breath as she continued to speak. "Firstly mapi i drank your coffee not chiqi and tomorrow I'll buy you both your chocolate and coffee so no more fighting in the house especially around bagheera. She said scolding you both.

"Si fuiste tú quien bebió el último trago de café, entonces está bien, puedo conseguirnos un paquete nuevo". Mapi told her girlfriend

"No way but if it was me who drank it you would have tried cutting off my head playing favoritism again". You said turning your back around mapi getting ready to leave there apartment.

"where are you going chiqi I thought you were staying the night and I still have to clean your wound. Ingrid called out

"Well since I'm not welcomed here I decided to go home and I can clean my wounds by myself". You told her before starting your water works.

"No baby your always welcomed to stay and mapi can sleep on the couch and we'll have the bed to ourselves okay". She told you

"If you say so then I'm staying".you told her

"¿Qué hice?".Mapi asked

"María don't start you upset chiqi enough today. Ingrid told her. You find yourself in Ingrid warm embrace as your turned to mapi making funny faces at her.

Translation :

Por qué debería comprarte uno nuevo cuando bebiste el último trago de mi café favorito - Why should I buy you a new one when you drank the last drink of my favorite coffee?

tu cosita a quien le llamas león - you little thing who are you calling león

Entonces estás actuando como una boca inteligente ahora, eh, veamos si te gusta si tienes la boca tapada con cinta adhesiva - So you're acting like a smart mouth now, huh, let's see how you like it if your mouth is taped shut

loco eres el loco, ladrón de café - crazy you are the crazy one, coffee thief

Definitivamente lo bebiste, ¿de qué otra manera tendrías tanta energía? - You definitely drank it, how else would you have so much energy?

tu pura Chiquita no me hagas llorar ahora - You pure? Chiquita, don't make me cry now."

Si fuiste tú quien bebió el último trago de café, entonces está bien, puedo conseguirnos un paquete nuevo - If it was you who drank the last drink of coffee, then it's okay, I can get us a new packet

Qué hice - what did I do

[phoenixiancrystallist]

"Erected to honor the Tantas

Special Shelters

Pilgrim's Refuge

While ballow trees were long seen as sacred by Athians, making it a crime to cut them down or otherwise harm them."

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I managed to get a good screenshot of the refuge book to translate, so let's talk about the Pilgrim's Refuge! Because I think they're nifty :3

Long before the Break reduced Athia to the zombie-infested wasteland we know and love today, people traveled from all over Athia to worship the Tantas. These people were known as pilgrims, and they built refuges to house them in their travels—a fact I'm sure Frey and Cuff are very grateful for today!

But what's interesting about these buildings is, well, many things, really. First, they're made from ballow wood. The ballow tree is sacred to Athians, and as stated on that pamphlet above, it's illegal to "cut them down or harm them." They seem to be very fragile trees, considering that simply harvesting their sap will kill them. But ballow wood has special protective properties, specifically the ability to keep "evil" at bay. Doesn't seem to work on Cuff, but that's a different post for a different time.

So the refuges were built to house people who traveled across Athia to worship the Tantas, and keep them safe from not just the elements, but from the wildlife as well. That pamphlet also states that the refuges were built for the purpose of honoring the Tantas. These pilgrims were all about their Tantas! And you can see on the refuges themselves that the people who built them put a lot of love and effort into not only making a sound structure, but a beautiful one as well. There's not a single inch of the outside walls that is not painted with murals of four women and depictions of the ballow tree that gave the wood for the refuge.

Here's the thing though: those aren't our Tantas. And the mural in the center seems to depict a fifth Tanta, or at the very least conspicuously leaves room for a fifth person.

Who are these four women? They appear to be representative of the Tantas we're familiar with, but they're not the Tantas we know. Or they're not exactly the Tantas we know. None of them are wearing their signature, iconic regalia. At least Sila's counterpart (bottom right) has a sword and appears to be wearing armor. And I can figure out Prav's (top right) because she's blindfolded, and as the saying goes: justice is blind. Olas (top left) and Cinta (bottom left), though? Olas's wears green and has darker skin than the others, and Cinta's might be petting a cat? Maybe? And those are my only clues for who these murals are supposed to depict.

So, considering that the pilgrim's refuges were built centuries ago to honor the Tantas and house the pilgrims traveling across Athia to worship said Tantas, it's reasonable to assume that the four women depicted on the refuge murals are our Tantas: Olas, Prav, Cinta, and Sila. However, no one knows how long ago the refuges were built, nor how long ago the pilgrims began their pilgrimages. It's entirely possible that these four women are the predecessors to our modern-day Tantas. In addition, that conspicuous empty space in the center mural could have been left open for the First Tanta—who knows how long ago she'd passed her mantle of Tanta onto her successors? The space may have been left to honor the Tanta who started it all, who saved Athia and brought it into prosperity so, so long ago that no one even knows when it all happened.

But that empty space also serves as an interesting look forward. It leaves room for a fifth to join the ranks as well.

[mistress-light]

Forspoken • Endless Tanta Cinta appreciation

[crxss01]

— PRINCESA

pairing ʚɞ… 42!miles morales x reader

summary ʚɞ… you came into miles’s life and he makes sure that you, his princesa, never leave it.

warnings ʚɞ… miles being a lil stalker (it’s okay though, is miles), you have parents that move around too much, cursing, miles with a sweet tooth (he loves tres leches), mature themes (making out + mentions of drugs but you two aren’t the ones to do them), the relationship is a little toxic but not too much, major obsession with miles’s eyes (they’re just adorable).

m.list, main m.list ʚɞ

translations ʚɞ… mi princesa: my princess bonito: handsome/pretty boy eres tan bonita: you are so pretty ahora solo tengo tantas ganas de besarte: right now i just want to kiss you so badly siempre estás en mi mente: you’re always on my mind.

a/n ʚɞ…recap of how you met miles, how you started dating + how it is going, heavily based on princesa by jay roxxx. this is supposed to be a fic of celebration for 1k followers so i hope you enjoy and sorry that it couldn’t be published on sunday like i said i would start doing.

the first time you met miles was when you were walking in the hallway during your first day at visions. you were tired of being the new girl every time you moved, but you didn’t have much of a choice.

he was leaning against your assigned locker and he had an annoyed expression on his face as he glared off into space, it was kind of intimidating and you were skeptical to approach him but you really needed to put all the books in your locker before you got a back injury from the weight.

the boy was handsome though, he had the prettiest hazel eyes you had ever seen. the softest features too, except for his jawline that looked pretty sharp. his hair was braided and the braids looked good on him, a little too good maybe.

you decided to approach him, maybe his expression was the only intimidating thing about him.

and you thought right.

“excuse me, can you move?” you nodded at all the books in your arms. “i need to put these in there.”

the boy snapped out of whatever daze he was in and his eyes focused on you, his hazel eyes captured your own and he seemed so comfortable at holding eye contact while you couldn’t handle his stare and looked at the side of his head where a piece of your locker showed.

“please?” you tried again, it was your first day and you truly didn’t want any drama right now.

the boy cocked his head to the side, the side where your eyes were staring at like he was chasing for your gaze. those hazel’s captured your eyes again and there seem to be amusement in them, the smirk that grew on his face proved you right.

“of course, ma.” he said, and moved over onto the next locker. “there you go.”

you offered him a small smile and a thank you before turning you attention to your locker. after putting the books in, you left but you couldn’t help taking a look over your shoulder back at him when you where about to take a turn.

your eyes met him and he offered you another smirk then he was out of sight when you took the turn.

that was the first time of many that you would find the nameless boy leaning against your locker, making you ask him to move each time. you didn’t have any classes with him and visions was a big school so you didn’t see him around among the crowd of students unless he was there leaning on your locker.

again, you were making your way to your locker ready to see miles again and ask him to move so you could take out something from your locker but this time he was the one who wanted to ask something.

“there you are, princesa.” he spoke when he saw you.

there was that nickname again. he used to call you ma or mami, but one time he decided that those nicknames did not suit you and so since then he only ever called you princesa. you tried your best at pretending not to like the nickname and failed.

“took you so long, i was starting to worry.” the smirk on his face said otherwise.

“hi.” you said with a small smile. “can you—”

“hold up, princesa.” miles put a finger up, shutting you up instantly. “i have been here for a whole month now, just leaning against your locker and you don’t even ask for my name? or anything at all.”

“if you wanted me to know your name you would’ve told me.” you answered back.

he just stared at you for a long moment with amusement, before his smirk turned into a smile and he spoke. “miles morales.”

“y/n y/l/n.” you said.

“i knew that, princesa.” he said. “and now that we know each other’s names, how do you feel about going out with me this saturday? i’ll take you wherever you want to go.”

“we don’t even know each other.” you furrowed your eyebrows, apart from the small talk that the two had made and his name (now) you didn’t know shit about him. “and you don’t know if i’m with someone.”

“that’s what dates are for, and i know you aren’t with someone. i asked around.” miles shrugged. “so yes or no? or do i still need to convince you some more?”

you just stared at him for a while, his hazel eyes not leaving yours the whole while. finally you gave in, those eyes were just too pretty to deny anything while looking at them. “alright, i’ll go on that date with you. golf ‘n stuff, 6pm sharp.”

miles cracked a smile, and clapped his hands together. “i love golf ‘n stuff. you and i are going to have so much fun there.”

and that you two did. the first date with miles was something that you will always have in your heart, but the eleventh one was your favorite because it was when he finally asked you out.

it was on october 3rd.

miles had asked you out to go to a restaurant, and this was the first time that it was actually a fancy one and not just a fast food one. his uncle had let him borrow his car so that he could drive you both there.

“didn’t you say your uncle had a motorcycle?” you had asked confused when he settled in the driver seat with you on the passenger one.

“he also has a car.” miles scratched behind his ear and you nodded. he was lying, that habit of his was easy to pick up on. “i needed to get the best for mi princesa.”

“your princess now?” you raised an eyebrow. “that’s bold.”

he chuckled but didn’t say anything as he started the car.

when you got there, he opened the door for you and gave you his hand to help you out. you smiled and took it, he was such a gentleman when he wasn’t acting like a bad boy.

as you two sat down at the table for two, you admired the nice decorations and the variety of couples and families sitting and chatting away happily.

“this place is so nice.” you told miles.

“it is,” he nodded with a fond smile, his hazel eyes locking with yours like they always did. “my mom started taking me here when my dad… you know. since i love tres leches so much and she was told this place had the best ones she thought it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try and since then we come here at least once a month.”

you reached across the table and squeezed his hand.

“i hope you didn’t waste your monthly visit with me.”

“don’t worry, we already came here this month.” his smile grew as he turned his hand in your grasp and started holding yours back.

“okay.” you looked down at your hands holding, and they stayed like that while you checked out the menu.

“aren’t you two a sweet couple.” the waitress (who looked around your age, maybe a little older) came after a few minutes and smiled at the two of you. “are you two ready to order?”

both of you didn’t bother to correct the waitress instead choosing to give each other a shy smile.

“i want to drink *whatever you want* and a *whatever food you want*” you spoke up your order when miles nodded at you to go first.

the waitress wrote that down.

“miles morales, i requested something.” he winked. “and apart from that i want an alcohol-free piña colada and a steak with tostones on the side.”

the waitress clearly blushed and you didn’t blame her, that wink had been pretty hot.

“got that,” she nodded, and wrote that down. “anything else?”

“no.” you and miles said in unison.

the waitress left.

the night went on in a blur, but when it got to time to order dessert, you were ready to order your favorite one but you didn’t have to order any because the waitress just came and put it down in front of you.

“i didn’t —” you pointed down, not even looking at it but the waitress just smiled at you and left.

you turned to miles. “did they get the wrong table? i haven’t even ordered this yet.”

miles pointed down at the plate and you looked down.

‘will you officially be mi princesa?’ was written on the side of the plate.

“yes.” you nodded, a big smile taking over your face and miles’s smile could rival your own.

and that was also the night you had your first kiss, right in front of your house.

“thanks for the night, bonito.” you were telling him. “i had so much fun and—”

“bonito?” he interrupted.

you got a little nervous and nodded while turning your gaze away. “well, yea.”

miles took a hold of your chin, turning your face back to looking at him. “look at me, okay? always look at me, got it?” he whispered softly as your eyes came in contact with his.

“i got it.”

“bonito.”

“i got it, bonito.” you smiled.

this time it was him who broke the eye contact, looking down at your lips before looking into your eyes again. “eres tan bonita.” the way he said it had you feeling butterflies in your stomach.

your hand raised to his cheek, caressing it softly with your thumb. “and you are so handsome, such a pretty boy.”

miles’s cheek got hotter under your palm and you silently celebrated your accomplishment.

“ahora solo tengo tantas ganas de besarte…”

“do it.”

and so he did, pressing his lips to yours in a soft kiss. your mouths moved in sync with one another, fitting perfectly together like a puzzle, you two were just meant to be and this was another prove of that. his mouth tasted sweet and you wanted that taste to last on your tongue forever, to just be able to enjoy miles’s sweet taste in your mouth even when you weren’t with him.

you both pulled away because sadly oxygen existed and you needed to breathe.

“that was…” you trailed off, not knowing how to describe it.

“yes, it was.” miles agreed. “i’ll meet up with you tomorrow to go back to school, princesa. is that okay?”

“yes, it is.” you gave him one last peck, but it turned into multiple ones because you two just couldn’t keep your lips away from the other after having just one taste.

“bye, princesa.” another peck.

“yeah, bye, bonito.” another one.

“imma miss you, princesa.” another peck.

“i will miss you too, bonito.” another one.

“i have to leave.” another peck.

“i know.” and another one.

that went on until you two realized how late it had gotten and had to leave before your parent(s) killed either of you.

the first time you two said the three little big words was 5 months into your relationship and miles was the first to say it.

you were hanging out in his house in some shorts and a pair of his shirt, his mom was out working for the day and you kinda missed her because she was honestly the kindest and most accepting mother you had ever met.

rio morales was skeptical at first but when she saw the big smile on her son’s face as he introduced you, she accepted you. you knew that the reason she was quick to welcome you was because of how happy her son was.

“princesa, come here.” miles called out to you from his bed where he was laying, one arm behind his head and the other patting his lap for you to sit.

you smiled and ran to him, jumping on his lap and putting your hands on his chest. “yes, bonito?”

the hand that had been patting his lap earlier made its way to your hips and pulled you in until your lips were touching.

the two of you kissed softly, your hands caressing his cheeks. it was a sweet moment and you both didn’t start anything more just wanting to feel this connection between you.

“you know something?” the boy asked as he pulled away.

“what?” you asked, leaving your noses touching.

“siempre estas en mi mente,” there were those hazel eyes again, locking yours in and not letting go. “and i love that.”

“you do?” you rubbed your nose against him.

“yes, and i love you.”

you froze and sat up fully on his lap, miles followed as he sat and put his hands on your hips.

“sorry, princesa. but i really do and i couldn’t hold it in anymore.” he apologized. “it’s okay if you don’t feel the same just yet.”

“no, it’s not that.” you shook your head and a smile grew on your face. “i love you too, i was just surprised.”

miles smiled along with you and pulled you in to connect your lips again. “i love you so much.”

the first ‘big’ argument that you two had was because of his possessiveness over you and the way he wanted to control everything you did. you had enough of that.

“miles, i’m not trying to start an argument with you or anything. i was just telling you that you shouldn’t be so harsh on my friends.”

“yeah, right. your guy ‘friends’, the ones who can’t keep their fucking eyes off of you for one goddamn second?!” he said exasperated.

“miles, you get worked up over nothing. girls look at you all the time and i do not feel jealous because they won’t try anything, why can’t you try and be the same?!”

“oh so now you want me to change? i thought you loved me just like i’am. guess things changed, huh?” his face was close to yours, noses nearly touching.

“i just want you to change that one thing, miles. it is not a big deal, i just don’t think we can keep going if you’re going to be acting like this.” you pushed him away, but he took a hold of your wrists.

“i’m sorry, i think i must have heard you wrong, princesa.” his mouth twisted into a snarl, those beautiful hazel eyes glaring at you. “you’re not leaving me.”

“if i wanted to, you know damn well i could.” you said, glaring right back.

“but you’re not going to, because you know damn well you love me.” he mocked you.

“i do, miles. i really do, but when you get like this i don’t even know anymore.” you shook your head, pulling your arms from his grip because even if he was mad right he would never apply so much pressure when holding you. he would never lay his hands on you like that.

his phone lit up with a message from his uncle and he took it, reading it without you being able to see what it was.

then miles sighed, “look, ma. i think i’m gonna go, it will give you time to think about this dumb decision you want to make and when i come back tomorrow i truly hope you had made a smart choice.” he laid a kiss on the top of your head and left through your window.

“ma? really?” you scoffed.

the time you made up after that argument wasn’t actually the next day, it was a whole week later during school. right in front of your locker, you hadn’t seen miles for that week and you were mad. he didn’t even bother to answer your multiple texts and calls.

“so we talk when you decide that we should talk?” you spoke up when you walked up to him, who was comfortably leaning against your locker.

the hallway was deserted and you were glad.

“i was busy.” he said like it was nothing. “we talk when you decide so, princesa.”

“mmm…” you nodded with pursed lips. “what were you doing?”

“don’t worry about it.” he shook his head and grabbed your head between his hands, his thumb caressing your cheek. “so, did that pretty head of yours make a decision?”

“yes.”

“so, what was it?” his eyes were pulling you in encouraging you to make the right choice.

and they did convince you. “i want to stay with you, but please tone down the jealousy.”

“i don’t get jealous, princesa.” miles chuckled, then placed a kiss on your lips. “but i promise i won’t get that possessive over you again.”

and of course, he lied about that.

now, after 2 years of being together and going into senior year. you couldn’t be more happier.

“stop!” you started kicking your feet and pushing miles away, trying desperately to stop him from tickling you and failing miserably.

“tell me where my control is, princesa and i will stop tickling you.” he kept tickling you.

you had hid his ps control because you wanted all his attention on you, but you were close to wetting your pants from laughing and there were tears running down your face.

“i don’t know where it is…” you lied out of breath as his tickling came to a stop to let you talk.

“liar!” he attacked you again.

“miles!” you screamed, bursting out laughing again.

“tell me, princesa.” he insisted.

“no.” you shook your head.

then his attack method changed and he started leaving kisses all over your face as only one hand was used to tickle you.

“tell me,” he said. “or you won’t get kisses for a month.”

“it’s in the kitchen, on the shelf for the plates.”

living without his kisses for that long was not an option.

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[ninibeingdelulu]

Welcome to Berlin

synopsis-> Leaving your own country for his, you discover a totally different world. But at least, he’s with you.

wc-> 800

a/n-> special edition 4 my man only >.< and new design’s coming for my whole blog!!

The crisp chill of an early Berlin morning instantly prickled your exposed cheeks as soon as you stepped outside, far colder than any late autumn day back in Japan.

Hugging your thick woolen coat tighter, you tilted your face up to squint against the bright sunlight glinting off the city's sleek modern facades and windows.

"You'll get used to the temperature swings around here soon enough, liebling."

Michael's low, honeyed rasp rolled out in puffs of vapor beside your ear. His arm snaked around your waist, palm splayed possessively over the small of your back as he tucked you firmly against his side.

"These German winters are no joke."

You offered him a wordless hum and smile, simply basking in the solid, radiating warmth of his toned striker's body enveloping you like a furnace.

Little daily moments like these hazy morning strolls still felt almost dreamlike - the fact you'd truly uprooted your entire life in Japan just to follow this tempestuous blond firecracker across the world.

Not that you had a single regret. You'd choose the leap into the unknown alongside Michael a thousand times over.

As if sensing the introspective turn your thoughts had taken, he paused to swing you around until you were directly in his path.

Those piercing blue irises danced over your face with unchecked wonderment, palming your jaw to tip your features towards the brilliant sunshine haloing his hair in coronas of incandescent gold.

"Beautiful."

Michael husked in an unguarded moment of worship, caressing the arch of one cheekbone with his thumb.

You could never resist the swell of affection that tugged your heart sideways at those rare candid displays.

"Alright hotshot," you chuckled briskly to diffuse the rapidly thickening tension charging the morning air.

Using both palms flat on his firm chest to apply backwards pressure, you side-stepped smoothly away.

"Weren't you just telling me the other day about some crazy delicious new Bavarian bakery around the corner here?"

He flashed you a wolfish grin - catching your unspoken deflection easily - before slinging one long muscular arm loosely around your shoulders to resume strolling.

That tell-tale smug glint in his eye was clear even beneath the shadow of his snapback as he dipped his face closer.

"Oh, is that what the lady's craving? Should've known it'd be something sweet."

You hip-checked him playfully as the two of you navigated through the maze of residential streets enjoying each other's familiar banter.

"What can I say? All this freezing northern weather instantly makes me crave warm, gooey carbs. Lead the way to that sugary promised land, mikka"

Every now and then, Michael would pause your leisurely pace to waggle a finger sternly at some foreign street sign or landmark, coaching the proper pronunciation in his deep, throaty accent.

Committing each phrase and vocabulary word to memory with an eagerness that never failed to make his chest puff up with masculine pride whenever you repeated them back perfectly.

He took such unabashed delight in meticulously guiding you through the ins and outs of his native tongue despite your initial shyness over how thickly accented your Japanese sounded to him at first.

Impromptu German lessons on the street had quickly blossomed into an impromptu tradition whenever the two of you went exploring his hometown together.

You would have thought back to the shy, timid girl you'd been before falling for this wild tempest of a German striker nervously struggling to string together the most basic hello and thank you in Japanese for his first month in Japan.

Now, Michael delighted in witnessing just how ferociously determined and adaptable you'd become in chasing after him wholeheartedly into the unfamiliar world of Berlin.

Eventually, tantalizing scents of butter, cinnamon and mouthwatering yeasty dough grew too overpowering to resist.

Michael chivalrously kept pulling the heavy oak bakery door open wide and ushering you ahead into the tiny shop's cramped interior.

Warm, cheerful lighting spilled across tidy glass cases displaying all manner of crusty breads and delectably glistening confections.

He hovered behind as you slowly perused each tantalizing offering - chest pressed flush along your back, muscular forearms caging you in bracketed along the counter's edge.

"So," Michael rumbled lowly into the sensitive whorls of your ear, eliciting a shiver you were certain he felt ripple through your whole frame.

"What looks like it'll hit the spot for getting my best girl all warmed up and satisfied this morning?"

Heat blossomed across your cheeks, equally from both the fluster over his suggestive tone as well as the rich, sweet perfume of baking spices and buttery pastries swirling tantalizingly.

You somehow managed to swallow thickly against the sudden tightness in your throat while motioning towards one particularly plump, sugar-dusted selection - "That...um, that one looks amazing."

Michael chuckled lowly, every exhale stirring the wispy hairs along your nape, before flagging down the kind elderly baker behind the counter to place your order.

You basked in the full-bodied bliss of inhaling the piping hot pastry's rapturous aroma with your first eager bite as you wandered back outside - snuggling ever nearer into the shelter of Michael's embrace.

Whatever grand adventure still lay ahead in this brand new country, you knew you were more than ready to face it all...so long as this fierce whirlwind of a hotshot striker never stopped making you weak at the knees like this.

[claudiaeparvier]

Would love to know the actual beef between Athia and Rheddah because how do you get so mad at your old neighbors that you send a demon to their doorstep?

[waloeders]

okay major thoughts instead of sleeping like. a) the first tanta had 7 buddies she worked with to fight back "a great evil" and we know that she put sussy away originally into the labyrinths. so presumably, the evil was sussy. b) there are only four mentions of those buddies in the archives from the labyrinths - are the other 3 from rheddah??? that would seem to make sense, afterall the dlc did reveal that there are tanta over there so maybe? c) i think i ship auden n frey now i think theyre cute together they have an intriguing dynamic n it would b cool to see that play out and d) i forgot to have dinner. its 2am. 😭