Fic where after realizing his feeling charles looks up edwardian courting tactics because he CANNOT chance edwin misunderstanding him after rejecting him the first time. he does his research and after countless books and internet dives, he's reached a solution: he will propose marriage
If we don't get someone at least once calling Colin Lord Whistledown to tease him in Season 4, I will throw a tantrum lol.
And it needs to be by someone other than Pen so she can watch amusedly, trying not to laugh, while Colin tries to not looked slightly annoyed only because it's the 10 millionth time he's endured the joke.
It would be PEAK adorkable married couple behavior.
talking my shit about astarion and gale again. so you know how gale will still literally marry the player character as a mind flayer, knowing full well they're gonna need to eat human minds for the rest of their life to survive? and even goes so far as to just joke about needing odd catering for the wedding? applying that same logic to astarion here (i.e. gale doesn't give a shit and will go to morally dubious lengths for people he cares about as usual), what kinds of fucking schemes do you think he would come up with to ensure regular meals for him. i mean, netherese orb or no, he can't be a snack every day and still remain healthy, so you bet he's gonna come up with some ridiculous scheme just toeing the line of "morally okay" to feed astarion without TOO much carnage and/or hassle.
like theoretically astarion could just continue eating animals forever but fucking "i need to make a slow roast for my new friends", "im going to invite you to a delicious dinner i made when the world's done ending" gale dekarios is about as likely to let him continue eating subpar snacks forever as he is to stop going on tangents every 5 minutes.
Sirius: Fine. But if Minnie kills us all, I'm going to get James' ghost to teach my ghost how to play the drums just so that I can annoy the hell out of your ghost
Remus: I'll just hire Regulus' ghost to kick your ghost's ass
would you mind writing a small oneshot of what it would be like to date crewel or comforting crewel after a long tiring day of teaching? thank you <3
love, siren
hi renren!! this didnt really follow teh rules of the event so i tweaked your request a bit?
once again this is unedited if you see a ttypo ITS NOT THERE SHHHH
THE AFTERMATH OF CAMP VARGAS WITH DIVUS CREWEL (1.8k details)
“And then he forced me into the tasteless costume...my dear, if it wasn’t for those pups I wouldn’t have been caught dead in that thing.” Crewel huffs, head in his hands as he rants about his day to you.
“Of course dear.” you try your best to soothe him, cutting him a slice of the raisin butter cake you’d made the day before, “But you really care about those children. It’s admirable.”
“Thank you, darling.” he sighs deeply.
You set the plate in front of him and watch as his shoulders sag with relief. There’s something so tender in his gaze when he looks up at you, mouth drawn into a tight frown. You sigh too, pushing his bangs aside and kissing his forehead. Divus works hard for the student he calls his pups, and you couldn’t admire him more.
“I’m grateful for you every day.” he smiles softly, motioning for you to take a chair.
“And I, you.” you smile back, sitting down beside him, “Was there anything good that happened on this trip?”
Divus lights up, a rare expression he tends to only show around you. Your own expression softens as he talks, hands slowly growing more animated as he describes the growth each individual student went through on the trip. Familiar names like Clover and Schoenheit and Ashengrotto and Leech are thrown about, and while you couldn’t picture these students in your mind, you can feel how proud he is of them.
“You’re radiant when you talk about your passions.” you say, and you don’t bother stopping yourself or taking it back because you know you mean it.
Divus stops, hands frozen in midair. They sink into his lap and he gives you another soft smile.“And I appreciate you endlessly for listening and taking care of me.” he says, and this time it’s his turn to press a kiss to your forehead.