#so cute so precious and worth all of the protection in the world

[idyllicbby]

god i love big ole chunky babies 🥹🥹 ones that look up at their mom like she’s god and smile so hard their fat cheeks look like they’re about to burst 😣😣😣😣🫶🏾🫶🏾

[intimidating-fettuccine]

What drew some of them to you as yanderes

For Toby, it was your kindness. Toby in general has always wanted someone to fully accept him, but that is multiplied tenfold when he's a yandere. I think you two probably started out as friends, maybe naturally, or maybe he spotted you being especially kind in a park one day and orchestrated your entire friendship from the beginning. Regardless, once Toby spots you and decides you're the kind, loving individual he's been searching for, there's no getting away from him. He's the only one deserving of your kindness, and he'll make sure you understand that if it's the last thing he does. Even when he has to show you repeated unkindness in locking you away, injuring you on a regular basis, it's for your own good, and one day you'll understand that.

For Jeff, it was how docile you were. Yandere Jeff strives to constantly be in control of you and everything around you, and after witnessing you being particularly docile, regardless of the situation, his mind convinced him that he could do it, he could control you easily. Regardless of whether that is true or not, Jeff is one of the fastest moving creeps when it comes to abducting you as he moves on impulse, and you'll be in his clutches whether you'll be nice and docile for him or not. Unfortunately, it's not like it matters how you behave, as his control and anger issues can hardly ever be toned down or stopped, but you can certainly try your best to make life more bearable.

For Slender, on the opposite side, it was how confident you were. Slender wants a darling that can be conditioned into behaving, but also still retains a backbone. He doesn't want your spirit to wear down, no, he wants a fighter, someone to push back so he has a reason to constantly remind you of your place and the fact that it's below him. Whether it was how kind and excitable to those around you that you were, or how strong and resilient you appeared, the fact that you were clearly confident in who you are as a person drew him right into you. Of course, ever the master manipulator, Slender has no qualms in turning the tables in his favor and getting you to be his. He just hopes you'll put up a good enough fight while he does so, so make sure to keep him entertained.

For Helen, it was how strongly you shined in his eyes. Helen is the most reverent as a yandere, viewing you as a God he has to praise, rather than a human being he's keeping locked away. Everything about you just seems so holy to him, so absolutely perfect, so beautifully made, and something like that has to be protected. You're so precious and delicate, you have to be hidden away from the outside world so nothing can sully you or taint you. It's up to him as the only person who understands your true worth to keep you locked away and safe, where he can praise you every day and make sure that beautiful shine of yours never fades away.

For BEN, it was how entertaining you are. When BEN decides to lock you away and hold you prisoner to himself, he does so because he finds you so inexplicably entertaining. No matter how you react, no matter what you do, he just finds so much enjoyment and entertainment in every single thing you do. It doesn't matter if you hate him or if you love him, or if you decide to just ignore him altogether, he just can't stop getting a laugh out of the whole situation. He supposes he'll just have to keep you all to himself forever, that way he never has to miss out on any of those absolutely adorable reactions of yours when he holds you prisoner, when he destroys anything you once held dear, when he puts anyone interfering with him holding onto you in harm's way. You're just so cute it's laughable.

[neet-elite]

big brother whitney and innocent little sister thoughts...

Older (step)brother (idc which you pick) whitney who fucks around with other people in town only to try to get his mind off of you, his cute baby sister. You're the only thing worth protecting to him, including from himself. Favouring to fist his cock every night over your sleeping body rather than showing you his lust, hiding his love for you behind forehead kisses and possessive shoulder grabs, because he doesn't wanna corrupt you. You know that one line at the park when you ask him what's wrong and he says "This town's fucked, to answer your question." he means it !!!! Becomes a bully just so that no one will mess with you, acting so soft and sweet in the privacy of your shared home, so much so that when people avoid you for being related to him you have no idea why that could be, the whitney you know is so kind!!!

crying to him one night about how no one wants to be your friend!! sure, you aren't being actively bullied by any means, but any time you seem to get close to someone they always eventually leave!! and you're just so upset about it, sobbing and sniffing against his chest while he pets your head and coos sweetly down at you. he's hiding a selfish smile that you'll never be able to see, thankful that his efforts of terrorising the town have paid off in secluding you, because you're safe when you're secluded with him. see, he's just protecting you... scaring off all the mean people, making sure no one defiles you in any way because he loves you so much. you deserve to stay innocent and sweet, just the way he likes you.

except he can see you start to get a little curious. maybe he's too late saving you one time, immediately taking you home after someone flirts with you a little too much, their dirty hands roaming your body and he sees red. you're his little sister, fuck. and now you're asking him troubling questions. the type to make him second guess himself, prompting him into petting his fat cock under your bed sheets as you talk to him in that sweet shy voice he loves. why does it feel funny down there? i feel really hot, whitney..., have you ever kissed someone before? what was it like, can we try?

and there's no way he can deny your pure intentions, eagerly nodding and cupping your cheek so lightly in fear of breaking you, gently pulling your face closer to his to answer your plentiful questions. to be honest, if he wasn't so hard he might have declined your invitations, but he's wanted you for so long that he simply can't not take you up on your lewd offer; whether you're aware of it or not. he intends to keep things this tender, all smiles and teasing, he won't take it too far, okay?

but somehow he ends up hungrily making out with you, dripping drool down your throat and tugging his cock against your tummy, removing his lips from yours only to grunt and beg you to look down. see how big it is? he'd moan for you, tapping his oozing tip against your exposed belly button a few times, pressing his cock against your tummy just to make you squirm at the pressure. don't think y'can take it all, angel. he'd coo at you, appalled and turned on in equal measure when you beg him to try!!!! please, try!! i wanna make big brother feel good too!

big brother whitney who only fucks you because you ask so nicely for it, and he's nothing but a giver when it comes to you. he makes sure to take his time with you, a stark contrast to how he usually bullies his cock inside sluts... but you're his darling precious little sister, he wants to be soft with you. wants so bad to fuck you right, to have you a babbling mess on the end of big brothers cock that he promises you to just push the tip in; that's all baby sisters can handle anyway.

he'd fuck you just like that for a while; as painful as it is for him, because your comfort comes before anything else in his world. you don't know exactly what you're asking of him, and his eyes roll to the back of his skull when you sob for more. it's sickening how much he wants to give you everything that you ask for, because you deserve nothing but the best, but he treasures you so much that he holds back for now. but now that he's ruined your innocence just a little, his mission is new: to be the only one to ruin you. now that you've wet his cock for the first time, you're all he needs; and in return he's all you'll ever need. promising to make you feel good whenever you want, just promise to only rely on him for this, okay? he'll eat you out every morning if you so much as hinted at wanting that, letting you warm his throbbing cock when you study every night, pound you into your sheets to help tire you out when you can't sleep. and in return, he'll use your tight throat when he's stressed out, fuck your thighs in your shared showers just to ease you into taking his full length, train your ass to take him when you get curious enough. there's no going back for him now, saving his seed every night for his special angel sister rather than fucking anything that walks, because he doesn't have to hold back now. makes it his life mission to get you drunk on his big brother cock, pumping you full of seed every night simply because you asked for it. and, because no one else deserves you.

he only has your best interests at heart, promise!!!

[guardkeywolf]

Cod boys meeting male reader who has freckles 🥺

Like he has freckles all over his face and on his body and he's so fucking pretty and the boys already loving him for his somewhat bubbly personality 😭

You can add other things if ya want <333

Have a wonderful day :D

The 141's Prettiest Boy

I AM SO SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG @gamersansblog !!!

Please forgive me...

This did take me a while to really think about so I do hope you enjoy it!

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Y/n was fucking stunning to look at anytime he was around.

The 141 truly couldn't even keep their eyes off him whenever they saw him walk past either...

He was just... mesmerizing.

The way his short (h/c) curls bounced as he walked, the soft tune he hummed to himself as he typed up his paperwork, and of course, his cute little freckles that sprinkle his adorable face. Every damn thing this man did was heavenly when in the presence of the 141.

And hell, to be graced with this man's presence was surely a gift from God if anything.

Sometimes most of the 141 wondered how a man so pure like Y/n even managed to get involved with the military.

They always hesitated to even let the him go on missions due to the fear of losing him at times.

But Y/n, of course always reassured them by using his charm and making all their fears go away.

Well, sometimes...but they were still cautious.

As far as the 141 was concerned, if anyone dare hurt Y/n, they would pay dearly...and if they were lucky, Ghost would be the last to get knowledge of it before the he went on a manhunt for whoever hurt his precious Y/n.

Ghost wasn't the only one though, Price would become more scary then before when it came to Y/n's care as well.

Both men would join together and go on a hunting spree if they made him cry or feel any ounce of pain.

While Y/n did love watching his boys protect him, he still manged to hold his own in a fight just as much as the others.

It would be that Oh so lovely charm and beauty he had that would lead to any enemies demise when they came in contact with the bubbly personality that was Y/n.

That cute little smile was the very deception that held sometimes nothing but hatred for the enemy when he slashed them down with no mercy.

When on missions, the man would wear a vibrant (color name) flower (you can pick the type of flower) he had sat tucked behind his left ear while still wearing that benevolent smile of his. Soap and Gaz swore it practically made him glow even brighter than before and Y/n laughed at the comment contentedly.

Ghost even went as far to say the could probably use it as a tactic in the field. Y/n as their own personal human flashbang, the other men laughed.

Y/n enjoyed seeing them like this when he could.

If anything, the 141 was Y/n's sun that would always be a pick me up for him, especially being in this job. But for what it's worth, he wouldn't trade what he had with his boys for the world.

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[ariesluvz]

Pac: Your lovers' thoughts about you...

Disclaimer this is only for entertainment purposes! Only take what resonates and leave what doesn't <3

♡ Group 1 ♡ Group 2

♡ Group 3 ♡ Group 4

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Sections...

♡ Group 1

They think of you as a sweet and shy person. Who talks softly and yk is cute and petite. They like how you move your hands and talk in hand gestures and express yourself through your body language.

Their heart explode from your cuteness. They like to call you "mine' theirs. They feel euphoric around you. Love. Also sensitive and sensual around you. They think of you as a very delicate flower which might fall off or break if they touched you but still they wanna touch you ever so carefully.

They wanna know you more and more. They find you very interesting and are always seem to be curious about you. They automatically smile while thinking about you. They are very luxurious. They crave to touch you, to hug you, to kiss you.

They might have a bigger frame than yours that's why they think of you as a tiny little bean they wanna protect and show the world to. This person is completely fallen for you.

"Actions speak louder than words." They like to see and admire what you do. The silence between you to is very intimate and melodious to them.

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♡ Group 2

They wanna reach out to you (?) There is un-surety in your relationship. They wanna be very careful. Doesn't wanna hurt you. Too precious but too far. They are probably hurting alone in this situation. It's like your relationship is falling or it was never there but they want you so bad, yet they are the one to push you away.

They think to themselves if it's actually worth the battle that they are doing within themselves to just get away from you(?)

Actually this person might be someone you have a situation-ship going on with. Your relationship is still not there. You two miss each other, think of each other in every way possible yet you guys cannot be together.

They get lost into you. They wanna get lost into you and not this of this thoughts that comes to their sane mind. You drive them insane. They wanna be by your side. They know the feeling of you holding their hands or even if they don't they want to feel it and never let that feeling go.

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♡ Group 3

Crazy in love. You make them carefree. They are devoted to you. They cannot think of anything else when they are with you. Carefree. They get lost into you. They love the feeling of you being with them. You might be a very fun and adventurous person. It makes them very curious about you.

They keep thinking about what you will you do next. Romance for them is when they spend fun time with you. Arcade and amusement park dates. They might be a busy person but you are their vacation lol.

They want to listen to you all day. About everything. Even if they are tired, they wanna listen to your sweet voice. When they lose the track of time they want you to bring them back into the space.

They love your silly thoughts. Your dreams. They wanna fulfill them no matter what. Their love for you is very energetic and caring and also full of plans for the future.

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♡ Group 4

Grateful. For you and your relationship. Your person thinks that this relationship let them grow alot as a person. You made them a better person. They started to like themselves because of you cuz the find you alluring. They want you guys to get lost into each other.

They wanna give their 100% into this relationship and work hard if needed. This person can get bored easily but they are surprised how they never got bored of you. They love those moments when you guys are sooo close to each other. Shy romantic lol.

You make them wanna do all those cringy romantic stuff. Your eyes are beautiful. It's like always captivating them. They are very careful of mistakes and fights but when they do them they are very sowwy :")

They see love for them in your eyes and they also wanna give it back to you. Unable to word their feelings and thoughts about you. They just feel amazing and different around you.

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That is all!! I hope you liked my pick a card/picture reading. Please do leave your feedback as it is the most important motivation for me! Love ya <3

[madwomansapologist]

Shades of Black and White | Raven Meets Dove

Meet Kind!Druid!Tav | More Daughter of Darkness | AO3

synopsis: Shadowheart only task was to survive the giths and escape with the artifact for her goddess. Liliana Wilde, a druid with a thing for the undead, wanted nothing but to enjoy her free time. Being abducted by a nautiloid wasn't on their plans, but to get out of it was their only goal. A common one.

warnings: Liliana Wilde (our kind!druid!tav) x Shadowheart. the healer falling in love with the necromancer (more on that later) is something for me. age gap (20ish years). meet cute? githyanki prejudice. selune caring for her children. tw: shar and lorroakan. dame aylin my babygirl.

The moon followed her every movements. Every stumble, every fall. It's the laugh when she makes a mistake, the soar as she stays awake. The reminder it isn't over. Damned be the Moon Witch.

Besides its pearly glow, Shadowheart was alone.

Shadows surround her with the familiarity of an old friend. It covered her footsteps, gave her enough time to escape with the artifact hidden beneath her clothes. Blood stained her fingers, tears marked her face, but darkness never stopped embracing her with its cold wings.

I'll stop when it's safe, Shadowheart told herself. It's been days, and by now her feet may never stop burning. She doesn't remember the sound of her own voice anymore.

She's the only one that remains standing. They all knew the giths weren't defenseless, but none could expect they would be so organized. Shadowheart could've respect it, but a gith is still a gith even when it knows how to think.

They spilled the blood of Shar's children, but still failed to end her.

Her mace was heavy on her hands, just as her eyes were always fabricating reasons to close. Shadowheart was so tired, but she can't. To sleep is to give them a chance. She can't. She needs to go on.

Her pain brings her closer to her goddess. Every scar on her skin, burn in her palm, whimper of exhaustion: it's a pray to the Nightsinger. A sign of faith, a prove of her worth.

She must succed. Shadowheart needs to.

When the nautiloid came, she looked up. The moon burned her eyes, but she could still see the ilithid machinery. Deep in the shadows, Shadowheart went as far as she could.

If only Shadowheart knew she was a pawn. That she would've been abducted anyway, no matter what she did, because of the Astral Prism. That her goddess didn't send her to steal an precious artifact, but to free the object able to protect those fated to destroy the Absolute.

But she didn't, so she kept on running. I'll stop when it's safe, Shadowheart repeated to herself.

She didn't.

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The high stone walls of the Ivy Forest were made to protect them from the rest of the world. Inside it, they are safe. No one enters without permission. The gates simply refuse to open.

A dove challenged gravity, flying towards one of the main towers, and this very premisse. The wind tried to stop it, but the dove rose above. It was her territory.

A novice opened a window, leaning over to polish the wood frame. The dove almost knocked her over in fright. "Liliana!" She threw the cloth on the floor. "Again?!"

It's impossible, but she's sure the dove guffaw.

It flew through the stone corridors of the old palace, taken by druids ages ago and turned into a sanctuary. One of the clerics opened the archdruid's office after hearing the screams. It landed on the wooden table, and in a golden glow it gave space to a woman.

Liliana put her legs on the desk, her shoeless feet right underneath her tights. Her red hair was everywhere, falling in front of her face and messy on her shoulders, green leaves decoring a few loose braids hanging in front of her sharp ears. It was difficult to know if she put the leaves there or have not noticed them yet. Hard to say if she would care.

The archdruid sat in front of her, too tired to once again tell Liliana that she must leave her wild shape at the gates. Or at least wear shoes. Not the first time, definitelly not the last.

After all, Auri was the one to first call her Dove. She can remember it still. A thirteen years old girl learning to wild shape in her first lesson ever. A natural talent. A gifted child.

Auri would never let Liliana waste her potential. Don't matter what she needs to do.

"The Nightsong," Liliana said. "That's what he wants."

If only people knew how they don't care about what they talk near animals. The amount of secrets they share, the lies they assume, the mistakes they do.

Something was happening in the Sorcerous Sundries. Lorroakan was never a trusted ally, barely a tolerable neighbor, and from there they could feel something was off. He was ploting something, and Lorroakan isn't one to think about others safety when he does so.

"Six centuries alive and I continue unable to understand what makes wizards that stupid. Always hungry for more," Auri glared through the window, as if she could see the wizard from there. The elf rested her hand on Liliana's knees. "Did he saw you, my Dove?"

Liliana's answer was a smirk. She opened the map of the Coast on Auri's table, and marked the places Lorroakan mentioned. "You see it too, right? The pattern. How close he is from..."

"I do," Auri stopped her. Just from thinking about this place she can feel her stomach boiling. A hundred years passed, and it still makes her skin ache. A hundred more could, and she would still remember the neverending darkness. "We won that war."

"But the harpists and druids never recovered the lost territory from the Nightsinger. It's her domain still," Liliana pointed out. "I just don't understand why Lorroakan would ever spend his precious gold looking for a Shar's follower."

Auri crossed her arms. Liliana is smart, but still so young. She has much to learn. "What makes you think it's a Sharran he's chasing after?"

"The Nightsong," she said. "The Nightsinger. It makes sense to me."

"Shar and Selune both have equal claims over this world," Auri repeated the lesson Liliana never truly learned. "The singer doesn't necessarily own the song."

"Maybe that's why I only bother with Silvanus," Liliana rolled her eyes, jumping from the table. "So much easier to understand."

Part of Liliana expected Auri to demand her to search for the Nightsong too. Is not that she wanted to, but Liliana couldn't ignore the fact those searches were so close to her home town. All that remain are ruines, but she still would like to see them one more time.

Auri did nothing, so Liliana forced herself to go without saying a thing about it.

Maybe it's for the better. If she went there, nothing would stop her from thinking about her sister. It's better to stay at the Ivy Forest. To stay at home. Here she's safe from Daisy's poisoned memories.

Inside the Ivy Forest, she's safe.

Liliana should've stayed in her chambers. After days spying on Lorroakan, she should've chose to sleep. Or to bath. To eat. Instead, she flew throught the first open window to try to ease her mind. It was almost morning. She wouldn't have time to enjoy the cold breeze after it.

The worst decision of her entire life.

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The twitching behind her eye was enough to enrage Liliana into breaking free from the pod. The hells burned outside the nautiloid, and its fire reached her heart.

Liliana never saw an ilithid before, but she knows about them. About what they used to be, and what they become. It all starts with the tadpole.

She won't die. Not here, not now.

Liliana will use a needle to get it out of her brain if she must.

Exploring the ship, and understanding it was as much living being as machinery, something got her attention. In a room full of brainless humans, a necklace reflected the hellfire.

A follower of Bhaal.

"Get me out of here," screams made Liliana jump from the place she was. She looked around, but no one else was there. Was she finally going crazy? "Please, help me! Over here!"

The distorted reflection of a woman inside a made Liliana run.

She tried to understand the control, but nothing of it made sense to her eyes. One thing was to know ilithid biology and history, other to understand their technology. But she saw an entrance, and since nothing else worked, she assumed a key was needed. She hoped it was near.

"I had an idea," Liliana screamed so the stranger wouldn't think she was leaving. "I'll come back."

"No, please, don't! Don't leave me here!"

"I won't," Liliana promised.

She came back with a rune of some sorts, praying to Silvanus that it wouldn't do the wrong thing to the poor woman locked on the pod. With her eyes closed, Liliana put it on the control.

When Shadowheart fell, the hot air invaded her lungs. Better than the cold one inside the pod. A helping hand made her stand on her feet, and green eyes gazed upon hers.

"We need to run," Liliana whispered, trying not to startled her.

"Thank you," was Shadowheart response. She could've ignored her. Leave her to her own luck. But she didn't, and that act of bravery Shadowheart can't ignore. "I won't forget that."

"You're welcome," falling into hell, Liliana smiled. "Now about running..."

"Yes, I just," Shadowheart stopped talking, searching for the artifact. It was with her, safe and sound. The redhead saw it, and didn't said anything. Good. Shadowheart took her mace. "Let's find a way out of here."

"You couldn't have worded it better," Liliana headed to the exit. Quick and spaced steps of a wood-elf, but nothing escaped Shadowheart's eyes.

"Wait a second." Shadowheart took the shoes from a Bhaal's follower. "He won't need it anymore."

Liliana accepted the shoes. She sat on the floor — meat? — and put them on her feet. Better than nothing.

Shadowheart followed Liliana. She didn't knew if the redhead had any clue of what to do, but followed her anyway. "I'm Shadowheart."

Liliana giggled. "With that name you must be a warlock."

"As if I would ever negotiate with a devil," Shadowheart rolled her eyes. "I'm a cleric. Healer. And you're a druid."

Liliana stared at her. "How do you know?"

"You have leaves on your hair."

Liliana touched her head, getting a dry leave out of it. That's new. "You ignore them until I can wash my hair, and I ignore how weird your name is."

Shadowheart smirked. "Deal."

When the ilithid demanded them to control the nautiloid, they both pretended to be brainless and did as he said. They had the same goal, and the two of them are experienced with winning a battle without fighting in it.

Gravity turned against them, everything started flying inside the control room. Shadowheart collapsed against a wall, her lungs burning all the air inside her, and saw starts. The sky!

Liliana used all her strenght to hold herself to the control. Shadowheart reached for her, but Liliana couldn't take her hand. They both would ended up falling from the ship if she accepted her help.

Better her than the two of them.

"My name is Liliana," she screamed. "It was nice to meet you."

"Come over here, you stubborn druid." Shadowheart tried to cast comand on her, but with all things flying around she couldn't concentrate. " Don't test me."

That night ended with the two of them sleeping by the beach, mere feet apart from each other. Rest, at last.

The moon watched over them.

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[sapphic-woes]

Wedding headcanons for Ambessa? Im obsessed 😫

Doing this with maid!Reader cuz I think they're cute together (sorry this took forever as u can see I got carried away)

Marrying Ambessa

So I think it would be intense

For Ambessa, she wants this. She wants to have you by her side at all times. She wants to let the whole kingdom know you're hers, adorn you with various jewels and silk. She wants to be able to call your name and then tack on her last, speak the new title of her wife over and over.

This wedding is out of love, yes. but make no mistake–it's a public claim over your life. No one is allowed to touch you now, unless they want to be her enemy, and–oh fuck.

Sometime halfway through the wedding preparations, Ambessa suddenly remembers she has a shit ton of those...and to her horror, also remembers you're anything but a seasoned warrior like her.

You had never seen Ambessa nervous. Your warlord was always calm and collected. An image of excellence and beauty, a woman who could never be shaken...but now?

"Why? I would not fault you if you had said no. Now...you're throwing yourself to the wolves." She spoke quite clearly despite having her face buried into your chest. Her breath was ticklish, warm as she voiced her concerns. It was the night before the big day, and you'd noticed she'd been restless recently.

However, you never would have thought it was because of this.

"Lady..." You muttered as you traced the scar across her forehead, "If I may speak freely." She nodded into your chest, arms tightening around your waist...as if to brace herself. You paused at the movement, smiling warmly.

"No matter the danger, if it means my heart can freely be yours...and yours be mine..." You whispered as your thumb moved to gently guide Ambessa's face up towards your own.

Her eyes were heavy, torn between wanting you and wanting to protect you. To make you her wife would result in putting a target on your back. To never have you as hers to cherish and adore before the eyes of her people would be tortuous. You knew the turmoil your Lady felt, voice gentle as you reassured her.

"I would gladly risk everything, as you already are everything to me, Lady. I still am amazed I get to hold you like this, love you as I've only ever imagined before..." You trailed off, face growing warm from your own embarrassment. Ambessa's eyes softened at the sight, chest tightening with love.

How had she ever managed to capture someone so precious? So simple that you only concerned yourself with matters of the heart and nothing more? Your naivety made her only swear in her heart to protect you with all her strength, and she breathes out a heavy sigh.

"You are too good for me." It was all she said before she pulled you impossibly close, voice a breathtaking vibration over your soul. "Or for the world I have brought you into..."

She did not display an ounce of her worry the next day. Not in such a vulnerable way at least.

Ambessa stalked around like a caged lion for a good part of the morning. She held you like someone staking her claim–eyes piercing anyone who so much as spoke to you. It was nearly overbearing devotion until it was time for her to leave and get ready, and even then she was reluctant to go.

The man that usually guarded Ambessa whenever she travelled was assigned to you. Neither of you had really spoken together, but there was a sense of comradely in the simple belief that Ambessa was perfection. A questioning gaze and a shrug was all that transpired between you two, but it was worth an entire conversation.

She's scared for you. Was the unspoken explanation in the room, and you understood why.

Anything could happen. You could be shot walking down the isle, attacked by an assassin disguised as a maid–anything. This was Noxus, a land bridled with war...but not all acts of war came from the battlefield.

That was when you truly began to think of what you were doing.

Before, you were in simple bliss. Your Lady was marrying you. Your brilliant warlord, the woman you worshipped in both public service and private matters–she had, out of everyone on this earth, chosen you.

You still felt that giddiness, but now you wondered...just how fit you were for this role. You would gladly die for a second of being her beloved, but what if you brought her down as her wife? What if you failed her? What if–

"Y/n..." You jolted at the smooth, soft voice at the door, turning to find Ambessa's daughter behind you. "It's time."

Oh.

You had only met Mel a handful of times. She had never been rude to you, merely standoffish until she realized you were so stupidly in love with Ambessa you weren't capable of harming her in any way. Then she'd quickly warmed up to you, and now she gently smiled.

"Trust me...she needs you." How she knew of the turmoil in your mind, you didn't know. But you greatly needed those words. You held back tears, sniffling with a nod before standing.

In Noxus, white was not the color brides wore, but rather red. The long, flowing ball gown felt odd on you, used to your uniform or on occasion, pretty dresses Ambessa coaxed you to accept. However, this was nothing like anything your Lady had given to you before. This had to be worth several years of working at the palace alone.

You took Mel's arm with a shaky breath, only to see Mel let out the same. Though she tried to be stoic, it was clear that this day meant a lot to her as well. You smiled up and her, and she offered you a strained one back, patting your hand.

Then, it finally began:

To be married in a palace was a dream. But to be married to the warlord of Noxus, it seemed, was to experience paradise.

Rose petals fell from the aerial silk dancers above. Soldiers holding poles with banners of the Noxian flag lined each side of the room. There was a gap in the very center of the room's ceiling, letting in the soft rays of the setting sun.

The gray silk and shimmering lights lining your path down to Ambessa twinkled in anticipation, reminding you so much of your own heart. The air was crisp with something new. Something good, and as you looked to her, you knew she felt it too.

You hoped the flowers in your hair stayed still. You hoped you walked as elegantly as Mel did beside you. You wanted to look as good as Ambessa did, dressed in all black. It was a mix of armor and her royal attire, detailed with silver linings and a long red cloak draped over her right side.

She looks like a king, was your first thought as you finally stood before her, my king.

It seemed that she was pleased with you as well. Her eyes swept across your body, over and and over, and her cheeks warmed. Her lips curled...and Ambessa beamed.

She beamed like you did whenever she called you hers. A smile of pure, infectious joy, making you smile back as well. The priest began, and it was a blur–you both could only focus on one another–and when it finally came time, the I dos were spoken with such conviction...it was as if neither of you ever worried about this moment at all.

[ask-missparker]

These hands to let it go free and this love came back to me / OUAT FanFic AU ⚔️

Pairing: Charming!Nikolai & Snow!Amelia

Summary: What happens when your brother crashes your wedding with an unexpected gift that made you question your love and worth? A curse.

Characters mentioned : Ben Barnes as The Dark Prince, Liane, Cole, Ethan, Cassandra, Jeremy, Cherik and etc

Note: There was a time when the couple was on the run hiding from the royal forces, going as Nicholas & Amara

—-

The wedding bells were ringing in the heavenly lit castle with guests from all over cheering as the couple dressed in whites and browns smiled being newly announced as husband and wife.

Snow in her pure feather dress with red edges to give it an accent as Charming was dressed in browns and blacks, his captain hat styled with a deep green feather attached to the inside.

Just then, the doors banged open and in swung the dark prince of crime, a king of shadows you can say holding up a playful fireball as he giggled. The crowd gasped, some yelled and others knights raced in protection as the prince with a flick of his wrist threw the guards back then glared at the couple.

“How cute. Didn’t think of inviting your brother to the wedding?” Yelled the dark prince of crime.

Charming held his wife closed and pointed his sword as he spat, “Get out!”

“Relax, brother. I’m here to offer you a gift for your precious little wedding and you’ll like it.”

“I don’t want it! Get out, Alexander. Your not king anyone, only a mere prince.”

“Oh hush, you never let me finish. Here’s my gift, this whole day will be a peaceful one, I’ll even give you the week. But starting Sunday at the tip of midnight, I will destroy your happiness, if it’s the last thing I do.”

Charming ordered the guards to get up and lock the castle, as he threw shadow sword straight at his brother, in a cloud of smoke older man disappeared. But he left with a cut on his right arm as the shallow sword dropped.

———

Weeks—months past as Charming and Snow, also known as Nicholas and Amara when on the run, have gotten that news with their friends and found family. As they tried to all search for the prince, regroup and find a way to stop whatever cursed plan that is coming their way.

Nikolai was searching one night, stressing about it in the king’s office of their castle as he spoke with Marlene and Melissa about it. Princess Liane, sat down trying to figure out how it can play out.

His wife stole him for a moment, telling everyone else to rest as she stood in the castle’s kitchen making him a sandwich as he sat down listening to her words. He adored that she was always supportive and there to ease his emotions with a couple of smoothing words, even when he felt he had the entire weight of world on his shoulder.

She placed the sandwich on the table telling him to eat as she listened to his worries and rubbed his shoulders, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“My heart, you’re in need to sleep and regroup later. You’ve been practicing your sword fighting all week and if not, you’re scouting with Marlene..” She said with a sigh, “He’s just trying to get into your head.”

“He’s not. He once held me captive in his chambers underneath the castle because he thought I was a better sword man than him. Poison me with a stupid apple and gave you a sleeping a curse..” He replied taking a bite out of the sandwich humming.

“If he hasn’t inactive since the wedding, he won’t be now. He’s petty and narrating a path that will lead him to more hate towards you. He wants to get in your head and not feel worthy of your title.”

“Am i worthy of this?”

“You married a farm girl, who was thrust into a world of royalty. You showed me and others kindness despite all you faced, so yes. Your worthy. And our child will see that to be true.”

He pressed a hand to her belly and rubbed small circles at catch their little prince or princess attention. He whispered a few sweet nothings to her belly and smiled getting a small kick in return.

Then he thought of something and smirked, “Your child. I want to ensure their safety if it’s the last thing I do..and will have to ask Cassandra to do so.”

She gave him a confused look with slight fear, “I-is that asking of too much? What if she says something that isn’t true?”

“It will be. We can resting knowing they will be alright, protecting them from my brother and his dark plans will be worth it. She can see the future!”

“If she says I’m twins I’m gonna be freak out.”

With that he laughed and pressed a kiss to her cheek. He always planned on day having at least 3 children with her, especially knowing that she will be an amazing mother.

Within 48, Cassandra they arrived at the castle after guarding her flowers and spells to tell them all the truth behind the plans. Her eyes turned white and held up a finger with a odd look on her face.

She sat at the round table and spoke softly, “..The dark prince is casting a curse to spend us all to a land without magic, helpful dreams will never arrive. It will take over as much land as possible. He is teaming up with..the prince of mischief and Shaw to help with his spell.”

Those words caught Erik and Charles attention, as they sat the round table with their children Cole, Meira and Ethan. Erik grunted and looked at his husband who sighed already thinking of what can be done to protect their young.

Liane sighed looking at Ethan and then Nikolai, as she heard Cassandra speak softly what she can see. 3 villains all in one go, but the main one was Alexander who caused the grand curse as to destroy everyone at play. She wanted to protect her soon niece or nephew from all of this just as much as the parents did, hell she wanted to protect her found family along with herself. Alongside her crush, that was Ethan.

Cassandra opened her eyes as if her flashes were over as she said, “I didn’t see much but we all don’t survive this smoking dark curse. But we can save ourselves once it’s hit.”

Nikolai groaned pinching the bridge of his nose as he shared a look with Cole, and asked, “How? My child is a stake here, Cass! My brother will be..”

“Relax! We can send a few into the curse with knowledge of it all.”

“I’m not risking that. Erik come on, our friends likes are at stake and we only half will know.”

Erik sighed and grunted, “You think I like this? I don’t. But if we can go with Cassandra’s plan find a safe spot and do a few thing, it will work.”

Cole scoffed, “Yeah, sure dad, with what?”

“The Enchanted Forest is filled with trees of all kind, if we crave one with elements of magical escape, we can send all of that.”

Liane asked, “You can’t be serious. What? Are we gonna make a wardrobe out of a tree?”

“She’s onto something. Yes that can work! Melissa can help carve it.” Ethan added as Meira nodding knowing where to find such tree.

Cole and her disappeared in a cloud of smoke with Erik to go search for it with a second to spear. Amelia was quiet the entire meeting, rubbing her husband arm as she leaned into her chair. Liane noticed wondering what exactly she is thinking as she noticing her friend look at her husband with worry. Melissa share a look with the other girls.

“Mia relax. It’s gonna be fine..” Liane spoke, fixing her tiara with a smile, “I heard stress is bad for the baby.”

She sighed, “I have not given up hope..but who will go through the wardrobe is my worry..”

“Depends on the magic it can hold. My heard my father say it sometimes take up to 3 people or more..”

Nikolai looked down at his wife and kissed her cheek, “I got everything under control. And if we can’t find one, we will still find each other.”

“And your brother? Honey, you got bags under your eyes..we all do.” She asked with so much concern for him and their friends.

“If he shows up, I’ll let him know that he will have to wish he never enacted the curse in the first place.”

“Cole will try to kill him along with you…”

————

3 trees were found, as Melissa and Cole’s husband Jeremy carved it in the at the man’s workshop. Jeremy was a pirate first, builder second as he grinned.

The idea that wardrobe might protect memories and because children are most likely to believe in fairytales, they will remember once the reach the land. The adults might not remember every single thing, or so they think.

Rick, Roch and Luna planned on bringing their kids into one.

Bruce and Natasha suggest it would be for the best. Everyone single of them had their own plans and businesses to take care of that they kept a secret from each other.

Cole being the wiser one of the crew, knew if he didn’t make it into any wardrobe he would remember and know everything, by hearing the sound of any one of the kids names he will snap out of the trance and enact his murder to Alexander. He may not like Nikolai too much but Amelia was like a sister to him.

Beside that, Cole and Alexander had their own problems together in the past before he even knew that he was Nikolai’s older brother.

Suddenly the curse hit as cloud of smoke started to wash over the land as the crew started to fight for their lives, bringing any children to safety to the crafted wardrobes. At one of the castles, knights were coming as Erik was fighting them off with Ethan as he out of his own reasons, pushed his son into one of wardrobes closing it knocking him out cold.

Let’s just say Ethan arrived to the real world due to being knocked out cold without as many memories of his past near the woods of a city. It was rather fuzzy for him but he was fine, going on his merry way. Creating a bit of trouble that will come to bit in him the ass later on, in the future being a daughter named Belladonna.

The kids however arrived at the real world as well but somewhere else as the curse it them, waking up in their beds within a town. Where their parents there with them of course, but given cursed memories of not being fairytale characters.

———

Meanwhile in the Enchanted Forest, as the curse was slowly washing over the woods into the rest of the land, Amelia was panicking a bit more than she thought she would. Not as much as Nikolai, who was preparing himself for a possible war with Cole, if any arm came to anyone in the castle.

Amelia placed a hand over the belly, looking at the small bassinet nearby that was meant to their son. She looked over at her husband, not feeling like a princess but a little farm girl in worry as she said, “I’m ready to leave you..”

Nikolai placed his sword on the table and cupped her face, “You won’t be alone, my brother will pay for this.”

She sighed, “I know he will. But Cass and Cole predicted we will see everyone again on his 18 birthday..the closest thing is 16th. He will need his father.”

“And he will, tell him tales about me. How I slayed a dragon on my first try or how I became my time sailing a ship with Captain Hook.”

“You are so confident in this whole thing aren’t you?”

“I have courage and compassion, I learned that from you. Mainly, i have my wit, my charm and my powers..”

He about to say something else when he sensed a pressure in the air, then sudden his wife gripped his hand tightly muttering that they had bigger things to deal with it.

They were about to have a small surprise.

A few short moments later, Amelia was on the bed screaming in pain and cursing out how she can’t have the baby now. Nikolai held her hand trying to hush his wife’s worries, yelling for the doctor to do something.

The whole castle was abuzz with chaos. Liane fighting against the evil guards outside, Marlene flying about trying to give her wife time with any additional stuff to the wardrobe. Cole was on the rooftop of the castle with a murderous glare as Alexander and his curse reached closer than ever, trying any protective shield.

That was when Jeremy raced into the bedroom, with sword in hand telling Nikolai that the final wardrobe was ready, about to help get his friends to the nursery. Nikolai about to carry his wife and move her out to the wardrobe when the doctor told him to not take any chances, as their son was about to be born now.

Alexander reached to castle with his guards surrounding the place on the rooftop fighting Cole as Nikolai’s chuckled softly at his son being born and placed into his wife’s arms.

The curse is here, they basically failed. He was leaning towards the two pressing a gentle hand on his head hushing his cries as Amelia smiled with tears in her eyes humming a tone.

He was so small yet so beautiful, wiggling and whispering a little as his cries calmed down.

“Hey Joshua..our little love..” Amelia whispered smiling.

Nikolai used the back of his finger rubbing his child’s cheek and smiled, “..welcome to world, you couldn’t wait a few more hours could you sweetheart?”

“We failed..that’s okay..”

“But at least we’re together.”

Amelia paused for a moment and sighed wishing her husband’s strong wit and clever beliefs didn’t rub off on her but it did. She looked at him and said, “Go fight your brother..”

“What?” Nikolai said, holding his son in arms now fixing his baby blanket to keep him warm.

“..take him to the wardrobe with Jeremy and go help Cole..”

“No. Darling, no I can’t leave you like this right now. And not our son!“

“You said it yourself! We need to have courage and believe we will be okay, he will come back to us. It’s a risk, I know…”

“But we have to take it. We have to give him his best chance no matter what it takes. I hate it when I’m right.”

She pressed a kiss to her son’s forehead, telling Joshua to be a trooper for his daddy as Nikolai smiled softly hearing her, kissed his wife quickly grabbing his sword and rushed out. He joined Jeremy in the hallway who was fighting his brother’s knights and raced down the hall, defeating them to fight more keeping Joshua relaxed in his arms.

Jeremy lead the way to the nursery, as he rushed off to kill some guards that were coming to Amelia’s room to find Melissa trying to wake their friend up but she was knocked out cold.

Nikolai raced into the nursery, stabbing a knight and dropped his sword to create a shadow to knock a few other guardsmen out cold, hell he made sure they were dead.

With a flick of his wrist, he flung open the wardrobe’s doors and placed his son inside safety pressing a kiss to his forehead telling him to have courage and find them soon as he closed the doors.

Just as he did, in a cloud of green and black smoke appeared Alexander and Cole neck and neck trying to kill one another. Nikolai stood up with a shadowy smile and glared blasting his brother to a wall, as Cole pinned the man to the wall shouting at him.

Two verse one, as the 3 of them fought and as the smoking clouds from the curse becoming a storm, that rip off the top of the ceiling as Nikolai gasped pinning his brother to the ground holding up a shadow in his a hand.

Cole was behind him, trying to block the storm and yelled, “Where are we going?”

“Somewhere horrible.” Alexander said smiling with a glare.

“No shit dipshit.”

“In a few moments you won’t remember you were fighting me.”

“Very specific.”

Nikolai with a last minute stitch to leave a mark, pulling his sword in front of him and cut his brother in the same place he did months ago during his wedding day. A way for his brother to remember, that matter what happens he will never fully destroy his spirt. Alexander shouted in pain and pushed his brother away, causing him to storm back then attack Cole with a blast.

That was when cloudy spoke louder, engulfed the whole castle sending everyone to a town called Fighter-town, Maine.

Thanks for reading! What did you think of it? Yes I was watching season 1 OUAT pilot shhh 🤫

Fun fact! 🖋 Josh Dallas who plays Prince Charming in Once Upon A Time, played Fandral in Thor (2011)

Tags: @missstrawbs2001 @purpleprincessonfyre @meiramel @gcthvile @rickb-chaos @gaminggirlsstuff @wizzzardofoz @mallowbee4 @thechoooooosenone @luna-d-marsh @rooster-84 @thecavalrywife and etc

[gryphis-eyes]

⊙ What makes you different fantastic

⊙ Hello and welcome to this Fantastic Mr Fox themed reading ! It’s one of my favorite comfort movie so I felt like sharing this with you ! I hope this pac will remind you how fantastic you are because hey it’s always nice to read it especially in time of doubts.

⊙ How to pick a pile ? There are differents ways to do it, you can do a little meditation while thinking about the 3 images, you can also use a pendulum, remember to listen to your intuition while chosing and reading the messages those are general reading so not everything will be for you or it will ask you to interpret it based on your situation. Also I like making metaphor hehe

◇ Deck used : Gulliver Lenormand

♧ Paid reading

⊙ Pile 1, Kris

🦊 Clouds, Snake, Lily flower

You are fantastic because you are made of so many shades, what makes you fantastic is actually what ”society” view as bad/evil. You’re like a forest at night, it’s welcoming and mysterious going into it (your personnality) can be both scary and fantastic experience depending on who chose to walk into this forest. I can even say you’re both the day and night with your personnality and there might be a conflict between your ”two personnalities” just like the snake you can bite and maybe even use your venom against people but this poison is also capable of healing. The reason why this darker aspect of you is more present in front of your true self is probably because of a very rough past (or path ?). What is fantastic about this shadow is your relationship with it because it seems so peaceful yet dangerous, just like the night. After all people don’t like clouds and snakes, for the few who likes it they are viewed as unusual and even weird but there is so much beauty in them, behind those clouds and this snake lies a lily flower, its purity is equaled only by the ardor of the brambles that surround it. This flower will be forever your most precious gift just as much as the shadow who protect it, not everyone will be allowed to seek this treasure within you and it’s what’s makes you fantastic, you’re a beautiful treasure guarded by a majestic dragon.

♤ Your theme : Cosmo Sheldrake - Nightjar

⊙ Pile 2, Mr.Fox

🦊 Moon, Heart, Fox + bouquet and coffin

I can see behind your mask pile 2 the cards never lie 👁👁. Something funny happened while shuffling, I started the normal spread (so ask for 3 cards) the bouquet and coffin came first then 3 cards fell and when I looked at them I heard ”those are the real one”... so someone is acting like someone else here ? The coffin and bouquet togheter make it feel like this is a fake bouquet I would even say ”regress” because bouquet is card 9 and the coffin 8. What im sure about is that this little masquerade isn’t what makes you fantastic however I can see that the beautiful face behind this mask really worth it ! I heard ”such a gentle soul makes me wanna cry” while the lyrics of the song I listened to was ”gentle sound” but I felt like writing the one I heard. You look kinda nervous when people see you removing this mask ? The Moon on the card looks like she is shaking, the heart beating fast and the fox looks schocked but no need to react like that you seem to be a very gentle person (I would even say cute *wink wink*) for those of you who saw the movie Green Knight you really remind me of the fox in this movie, it follow the protagonist and then guide him in a mysterious territory full of magic and strange creatures. What makes you beautiful is both what’s inside and outside of you, your presence feels like a wild animal who looks beautiful but would probably run away if you approach it while actually if you truly want to approach it you have to be patient and gentle. You’re distant yet beautiful and tempting just like the Moon you might not make as much light as the sun but it makes it even more special and above everything, it’s what makes your world appear mysterious yet fantastic. Your heart seems so pure it might makes people jealous of it or wants to take it, just like every hunter who try to get the fox’s fur but of course the fox is too cunning for them and the fox will always laugh at the hunter who fail to catch him. You seem to have some vicious side but it’s a very fun side of you. You might try to be this pretty but fake flower bouquet while in reality you’re just like Mr.Fox no matter what you do you can’t escape your true self because in the end you’re a wild animal.

♤ Your theme : The Crane Wives - Curses

⊙ Pile 3, Ash

🦊 Ship, Knight, Coffin

You seem to be the perfect person to be the hero of a story about a long journey of hardship. You went through it all, storms, calm water, hell you might even went in the underworld and came back like if it was just an other journey and moved on for the next one. You are brave and adventurous even fear can’t keep you or if it does catch you it never last very long, you’re a knight in shining armor but what is special is that your armor isn’t white or gold but it’s a shining black metal because you aren’t afraid to show where you come from after all we all got our shadow aspects. It’s like you met death (from the Death card in the Rider waite) you both ride on a white horse and you both wear this black armor I could write a whole story about you pile 3 haha. You understand obscur secret you might be very fond of occult the theme of death doesn’t scare you at all if you’re into spirituality/occultism it might even be so natural for you to meet spirits, you greet them like someone would greet their neighbour. You’re independent your only companion is this horse who can represent a guardian spirit who was with you since the begining of your time down here, they guided and protected you during the whole journey and it will continue. You’re this mystic stranger who come out of nowhere and after doing what you have to do in one place you leave in silent ready to go to this next journey, people probably admire you a lot but also feel like they can’t reach you or keep you, your remind me of Ashitaka from Princess Mononoke.

♤ Your theme : Florence and the machines - Which Witch

[llondonfog]

thank @suntails and this post in particular for the way I'm once again crying over Silver at 9am

Can we just talk for a moment about how the weight of unifying kingdoms, the weight of Lilia's renowned prestige, the weight of his own limited human abilities and the pitiful extent of his mortality— all have been present on Silver's shoulders from the very formative years of his childhood? While his peers would have been playing with toys, he's been taught General Vanrouge's Top Five Ways to Eviscerate A Man by the age of 10?

Can we talk for a moment that while Lilia fully loves and appreciates his son, his first thought when he found him apparently seemed to be that a human guardsman to their fae prince would make for such a fitting way to demonstrate the positive progression of human—fae tensions, and immediately began to train him as soon as possible in the harshest of conditions to maximize his potential? There wasn't even a thought to simply raise the child in what seems to be times of peace, to give him the opportunity for a life that Lilia himself never had the chance to experience? Instead immediately shaping Silver's path to serve without any other thought for the child's future?

And now, that service is what gives him worth? It's fairly obvious that there are still tensions within Briar Valley, the way Sebek lashes out at him for his humanity (even if it is to deflect from how he feels towards himself, not Silver) without fear for even being reprimanded by Lilia or Malleus indicates that those negative remarks aren't so uncommon. We also know that there are hardly any other youth in Briar Valley, and that Silver never went to a school or truly interacted with families outside of Lilia, Malleus, and Sebek. What frame of reference does he have that this life isn't what's suited for a child? What frame of reference to know that Lilia did indeed raise a perfect little child soldier, a human that would defy all of their prejudices to serve Malleus— to die for him.

No matter that we know that Lilia eventually realized the errors of his ways and tried to cut back on the rigorous training, no matter that we have these cute little stories about trick-or-treating in his childhood interspersed between the fact that at some point, he realized the truth that he was different from the rest of his precious, beloved family. That he would die before them, and most likely for them, and he already seems to be so at peace with that? All he wants is the chance to protect Lilia and Malleus, to perform his duty to the best of his ability because that's all he knows how to do, to swallow pains and persevere despite his limitations— he's not even an adult, and he's already locked into a thought process like this?

And in a way, isn't it fitting?

Being stolen away by a fae, having his childhood taken and shaped for the purpose of another, and even the very act of dreaming stealing his ability to participate fully in his own life— everything about Silver has been taken and used by another or cultivated to serve a higher power, no matter how much love was seemingly behind it.

But as long as he can continue his devotion, to protect his ridiculously overpowered fae family who are honestly the LAST individuals in the world that need a human's protection— what more could matter in this world?

[vaporvipermedia]

Introducing the Krook Fankids!

Alban and Kyou Hunt!…What have I created?💀 You know what? It was worth it. Had to keep my blood oath with @bunnwich

Alright first things first, their descriptions

Alban Hunt (Eldest, 9 years old):

A young man who takes after Kei & Rook not only with his extreme attention to detail, has good eyesight to the point where he can see the tiniest of things from far away and can easily conceal himself from people’s line of sight without making a single noise. You would think that amazing skills like these Alban would become a hunter. Right? WRONG!

He actually wants to become a sorcery/magic investigator so that he can educate and inform people about the growing problem of overblots in Twisted Wonderland. He's been researching it for a long time and is very interested in the subject. Alban's reasoning is to simply keep those he finds around him safe; after all, blot is very corruptible, and the last thing he wants is for his family to be harmed by a sudden event like this.

With his strong will and confident attitude his family is sure that he’s destined for greatness with his profession. (What kind of anime protagonist storyline☠️)

Kyou Hunt (Youngest, 7 years old):

Oh boy…Kyou…what to say about Kyou.

She’s somewhat more tolerable than Rook but oh goodness is she something else. Kyou is very much the outdoorsy kind of kid who rolls in huge piles of leaves and chases down crows, the complete opposite of her brother. Not only is she a runner but she’s also a biter. Those bunny teeth are ruthless against the average park bully or just when she wrestles Alban.

Kyou primarily follows Rook. She is not only fast, but she is also very good at tackling her "prey" (poor saps that she wants to become friends with). She outran Rook at times, and this revelation made Rook even more proud of these tiny wild animals. “Okay, so she'd be a hunter, right?” NO, AGAIN!

Kyou would primarily like to be a thrill seeker in the future, engaging in whatever hobbies interest her because... She only has one life, and there is so much of the world she has yet to see. She's not going to waste it working in a specialized field or doing what her classmates and teachers want her to do. She wants to go on cool adventures like Kei to solve fun mysteries or thrive learning new skills with Rook. She'll go to any length to make the world around her exciting.

Trivia:

Although he doesn’t show it that often Alban is very protective of his younger sibling. Whenever kids make fun of Kyou’s bunny teeth (one of her insecurities) he’ll glare at them for so long the kids around him would be creeped out. Kyou has to bring him back to his senses from time to time and when she does she’ll instantly tease him. 

“Awe!! Look at you protecting your precious sister!”

“ Ugh quiet! I wasn’t doing it for you. I just didn’t like how those kids were snickering…That’s all!”

“Sure…Love ya too Alban!”

Great at blending themselves in tall grassy areas where they can scare their friends or their parents just trying to relax

Has seen every one of Rook’s favorite musicals and knows all the lines by heart (It was absolute torture for them)

Learned how to speak French so they can understand what the hell Rook is saying most of the time

Enjoys going to work with Kei, which consists mostly of her going to her detective office in a nearby town and organizing her files. When no one comes in, they can run around and dance with Kei until they get bored.

Often rummages through Kei’s wardrobe, putting on her detective coat pretending to be her

Calls close friends cute French nicknames 

Tagging the people who were there attending the blood oath ceremony: @cherryjkj @bloodiegawz @thetwstwildcard @oreoskys

[angelic-yandere-doll]

I can be a better girlfriend than her

TW: Mentions of manipulative/abusive ex, use of the word sl*t(just once), mild mention of dismemberment, victim blaming(from ex), yandere behavior(obv), nicknames(darling, sweetie, sweetheart), use of the word pxrfxct and pxre(this could be a trigger considering someone I know is triggered by them, ofc I can't say the reason)

Info: sfw, dom!fem!yandere, sub!gn!darling, you're the darling in this story obv, yandere and darling are dating, yandere is manipulative kind of but it's to keep darling safe(I'm giggling as I type that), this is only the pov of the yandere so the darlings pov isn't on here but the darling can be read as someone who doesn't care much about the yanderes traits so they're willing ig, the (...) at the end of the sentences/statements the yandere says is when darling is talking if that helps(you can guess what darling says if you think a bit), you can consider it a yandere interaction or a yandere x reader, it's up to you, it's kind of a short story, also the name of the yandere is your choice(sorry for this paragraph of info, it's so you can know how to read the story since it would be confusing without this info here)

(Edited)Note: This is my first post![I wonder why yanderes comfort me, maybe its because I understand them a bit or because I like that they're devoted to the one they love]). My writing here is probably bad but it's my first time so...yeah. But if people like it, I might make a part 2, which would be considered the aftermath and the last part. I hope you enjoy this and share your criticism about the story with me! Btw, call me Angel or Dolly, your pick!

And the story is kind of inspired by the song Boyfriend by Dove Cameron as you can see This song gives me yandere vibes, in a way.

([yanderes name] is tired as she works as a(yanderes occupation) so it's finally the afternoon which means worktime is over and she gets to see her darling outside their workplace to pick them up and enjoy the rest of the day...but darling seems to have an issue)

Hello, darling! I came to make sure you're okay! And that you weren't being bothered by these people. Especially...her...She told you that she needed to talk with you?...Well, what did she tell you?...No, it's all right, your worries and problems are not a bother to me. So tell me what happened. I'm all ears...Oh, really?...Mhm...So she wanted you to talk 'cause she told that your also the cause of what she did?...Oh darling, don't talk to her, sweetie. She's not worth it. She can't do the things that I do for you. She can never make you happy. She'll never be a great partner for you. Unlike her, I actually care for you and give all my attention to you. Just for you. And what has she ever done for you? Ignore you when you were a bother to her but begged for your attention when she wanted...pleasure? Remember the many times she left when somebody else gave her what she wanted but came back when she supposedly needed you? It's been a few months since you broke up with her, and she just can't let go, can she?...She's begging for you to come back to her, isn't she?...Aww, sweetie, don't listen to her, she's just using you. I'll chop her legs off so she could stop following you. Or cut her tongue off so she could stop talking to you and you wouldn't have to hear her annoying voice again...wouldn't that be better?...Why would I do that? Because, sweetheart...I love you~ And I would do anything to keep you safe. Safe from her and the other nobody's like her. You're the only precious thing in this world. You never deserved all the things that happened to you and I'll protect you from ever experiencing those things again. You don't need anyone but me, okay darling?...Aww, that's so nice to hear from a cute little voice like yours~...Well of course, you're the cutest ever...I don't have anything to do for the afternoon, so I'll spend the rest of the day with you...No, you're not a bother at all! Like I said before, I give all my attention to you~...Why don't we go to that place that you like, the ice cream shop that we went to for our first date?...Wonderful, then off we go!

-Writing in notebook- [Yanderes name] Date:[M/D/Y]

Today has been great! I got to spend time with my darling! We had a wonderful date! It was nice to see them happy, happy enough to stop thinking about that...slut. She just won't leave them alone. She's just so desperate. So desperate for my darling. It's because she knows how much of a precious, beautiful, angel they are. Well, she doesn't deserve them for all the things she's done to them. She says she wants them to be together again and...forgive and forget? Ha...what a silly girl. I've already heard her said those words before from the many times I've stalked my darling. It's just so sickening hearing those words from her dirty mouth. That mouth that has tainted many, except for my darling. She tried to taint them but she failed...miserably. My darling is just too perfect, so pure~ They're in good hands. In better hands to be exact! I'll deal with that leech tomorrow. I'll show her that she should and should have never messed with my darling. She'll be sorry she did knowing they have me. A partner that actually values them. A partner that would do anything for them. If she doesn't understand, well, I guess she'll have to say goodbye to her life. Not that her life meant anything anyway. The last thing she'll see is me, happy to see her horrified and hopeless expression. The only time I'll actually like her is when she'll look so lifeless. Such a nice thought, having her buried deep in the ground, as the worms gladly feast on her body. Oh it's so wonderful thinking about that. But what I like to think about the most is my darling. Seeing their expression as they're happy that they're free from the clutches of that disgusting thing. But I know they will also cry, knowing that the first they used to be close to is gone. The first that they planned to have a life with, the first that they wanted to marry, the first that they trusted, the first that they gave their all to. And what did my darling get in return? Betrayal, lies, and abandonment. The same things that happened in my family. Over and over again. I've learned how feelings work in all those years in that house. One of them is the bond that you create with someone. But when you realize that the other person doesn't really love you, it's hard to let go. It's hard to break that bond that you created and have wanted to protect. It's confusing to me how feelings work. But I know what love is. The love I have for my darling~ I'll help them through this, through anything. I'll help them forget her, so they can be happy. And if anyone else does anything to hurt them, they'll receive the same fate that that pest will get. They'll get it, one way or another.

Don't worry darling~

I'll do the things that she's never done for you

Protect you

Care for you

Never leave you

And always love you

After all...

I can be a better girlfriend than her

Note from writer: So this took almost 4 hours 'cause I had to check for misspelling, missing words, and had to change some words cause some didn't fit. Anyways, i'm glad that i'm done with this part. And, like I said before, if you like it I might make a part 2(the last part). Now with that said, have a good day/night!

-Angel/Dolly

[lockboxbooks]

Crazy Lust 3B: The Thief Gentle has strike again... although this time he didn't stole any objects, but the heart of Timido who was hired to protect the goods

Gentle always had big dreams, none more than being known all throughout Japan, throughout the world. He longed to be as on as many newspapers and websites as possible and would go to any lengths to achieve it. But simple thievery would not push him to the forefront of the world, and it no longer satisfied him.

That was why he had La Brava stake out a facility that was holding rare and precious materials the Hero Organisation Bountiful was developing. His busty shortstack sidekick believed he was going to rob Bountiful, but Gentle had his eyes set on something that would be far more viral Bountiful's chief Hero, the Silent Skater Hero: Figure Lady.

He slipped through the building, silently thanking La Brava for hacking the security systems; allowing him to leap and bound deep into the facility with camera in hand. That was when he saw her, Figure Lady was patrolling the halls; Gentle's smile widened as he watched her curves jiggle against the confines of her white-black leotard, and leapt into action.

Gentle silently landed and rounded the corner and approached the hero with a soft smile on his face as he set the camera down and hit record. He had looked into Figure Lady's history and knew that she was actually Timido Cute, a storied adult film star. "Hello miss Figure Lady; I am Gentle an amazed fan of yours," Gentle bowed as he approached the pinkette, softly undoing his belt and pulled out his fat cock. "Would you take a small break, for a fan? I am sure I can make it worth your while." Gentle softly started to jerk himself hard, his cock almost being a foot in length.

"G-Gentle, what are you doing?" La Brava whimpered into his ear-piece. He knew his sidekick and lover was watching the livestream.

"I am making history by going viral." Gentle softly whispered back. "Once I'm done here, I will show you why I love you." Gentle smiled as he watched Lady Figure's eyes widen at the sight of his cock as he continued to inch closer.

He smiled as Lady Figure turned to shift the cameras in the hallway and closed the gap between them. "O-Okay, but only f-for a little while." She removed her mask and licked her lips as she fell to her knees. "I-I love w-when a fan finds m-me."

Gentle groaned softly as Timido gave into her perverse impulse and started to take his cock into her mouth; sucking and releasing him with loud, wet pops. He loved how she looked as her drool and his thick precum spilled past her lips and stained her costume.

"My dear," Gentle softly groaned out as Timido became more and more wild, trying to force more of him into her mouth. "I'm sure you'll have an easier time with me if you use that quirk of yours, and I'll use mine." Gentle petted Timido as he created two elastic panels, one behind him and one behind Timido.

"Elastic Euphoria!" Gentle boastfully shouted as he slammed forward, easily hilting into Timido's throat, as her mouth became frictionless. Gentle watched her eyes swell with enjoyment and surprise when she hit the elastic barrier and they were thrown backward, Gentle almost leaving her mouth as they hit the second barrier and he slammed back into her throat. This savage oral experience kept going until Timido's makeup was ruined and her leotard was sopping wet and she was sitting in a pool of her own juices.

That was when Gentle pulled himself free and came all over the pinkette's face; covering everything from her hair to her chin in a layer of hot, sticky cum. "My dear, you've been wonderful; here's my card if ever you want to stop by and have fun with a fan of your work. You look so beautiful." Gentle strutted to the camera and brought it closer to Timido. "Say goodbye to all the lovely people watching."

Gentle watched as Timido wiped his jizz off of her face and swallowed enough to be able to breathe properly. "Oh... I... I am Timido Cute; and you just watched me get my throat bred. Bye-bye." Timido waved with both hands as Gentle pulled away and turned the stream off.

"Gentle, you bring her back," He heard La Brava mewl into his ear-piece. "You bring her back so we can both go viral, I-I-I want to eat her cum out of that slutty body." Gentle smiled knowing that his lover and sidekick had been furiously pleasuring herself as she watched him work his magic.

"My dear, I think she'll find us on her own, you just get into position and I'll be with you shortly. A gentleman never disappoints."

[katyspersonal]

Please share some fluffy headcanons about Brador and Laurence! 🥺 like that cute fanart you did.

I love this ship so much, you don't understand...

🩸 Laurence is 5'2'' (157 cm) and Brador is 6'1'' (185 cm). That's it, that's the headcanon. xd Big height difference kills me..... But also, sometimes Brador would lift up and hold Laurence when he is not tall enough to look in the eyes to whoever he is having a sass battle with ;-; xDDD (Also please validate my heights headcanons post ( x ). Initially he was gonna be 5'0'', but my friend said it was impossible to take seriously, so I had to elongate him a bit hdhfhdsfd)

🔒 Brador is apologizing and enabling Laurence to a, perhaps, unhealthy degree. He believes that everyone should know their place in this world, but for him Laurence is MEANT to shape history and do great things. He trusts in his methods and end goals completely, and will "stay by his cancelled boyfriend's side" no matter what Laurence does. Hell- If someone manages to interest Brador past Laurence being gone, liking Laurence will be the demand for dating Brador. You can't forgive some of the shit he did "for the betterment of humanity"? SHRUUUUGGG.

🩸 Okay, okay, sorry for going the dark side when we are talking specifically about 'fluffy' things. That's just how Brador is. xd But yes, he will often follow Laurence like a shadow, stand near him and scare anyone that tries to argue with Laurence with his glare. In fact, most people do not even know he is an assassin, simply assuming he is one of the most frequently seen bodyguards of Laurence. You've also seen that I give Brador a big cool cape in the era before he got the cleric beast hyde, but Brador will often try to get Laurence under his cape in an attempt to keep him even 'more' warm and safe- especially when they are walking on a chilly day. It embarrasses Laurence a little, being seen on public coddled by his "servant" (as far as society is aware) like that. He is the high-ranking holy figure! But he never denies Brador in doing this.

🔒 In the case of other displays of reverence/affection/both on public, like kissing his hand, complimenting him a bit too much, fixing his hair and kissing his forehead afterwards, etc Laurence is not really shy. On the contrary - if some people DO give the 'hmmm is that appropriate for the holy figure and some gremlin that just body guards him tho?' look, Laurence will simply smugly comment that they should watch this and learn how he SHOULD be treated xd

🩸 When Laurence is feeling tense, nervous, guilty or straight up scared (yes, shockingly, that can happen), and Brador is near - he will hold his hand tight, often not even realising it. It makes Brador melt, though, no matter what situation prompted that.

🔒 There would actually be a long period of Laurence not even realizing Brador's true feelings towards him, thinking that they are just close friends and Brador's constant gestures of affection, gifts, kisses, protectiveness etc were just a normal thing. Me and Val are joking that he is blind to all this, yet when Ludwig as much as distracts for like 2 seconds from his precious sword to look at him - that toooootally means he's secretly in love for him dsfhhfds There is a lot of humour we both added about this ship, but on a more serious note, you could tell that Laurence has been taking Brador for granted...? Brador would have to actually step over his passive, obedient simping and get assertive just once, to make Laurence reflect on their past and UNDERSTAND already. He'd feel guilty for it, but it would actually be worth it... When Laurence would be forced to reflect on their past, it would hit him how loyal, trustworthy and unwavering Brador has been, how many things they've shared, and he would just.. Figure out maybe he loves him too? Maybe suddenly developing feelings based on how much a person loves him and how much he did for him, rather than on who he 'is' is a bit questionable, but the way Kris put such things - "how much person is willing to do for someone they love can also indicate their personality, so it is not the shallow attraction that you assume it is" ...maybe? And in any case, they would be happy together regardless, and this is what counts.

🩸 They were hugging and kissing even before actual relationship, though! Simply because Laurence did not even know how to kiss and had no partner before Byrgenwerth era (ie before meeting Brador that was around there).. so he asked Brador to assist him in practising how to do that as a close friend.

🔒 Laurence often sits on Brador's lap, while they're looking through documents, reports etc together and discuss them.

🩸 @val-of-the-north mentioned that already, but we decided that in the Nightmare, Brador projects his phantom near Laurence's beast to "talk" to him ( x ), tricking himself into thinking that Laurence still can understand his words. It is bittersweet, yeah. Also, if whatever curious hunter closing in on Church's secrets happens to have hair or eyes similar to Laurence's when he was a human, Brador will actually sob and hold his victim with varying levels of talking detached from reality - from asking to just 'let him have it a bit longer' to straight up saying 'I thought I've lost you forever'. Before inevitably killing them, that's it, but he is depressed as fuck past the point of having to mercy-kill Laurence himself.

🔒 Eh, I told you that Laurence starts wearing a crown after Cainhurst falls (he had crown in cut content, actual name of Sage's Hair item is 'Skull of a Saint', Church replaces monarchy's authority, etc ( x )). Past that period, Laurence always keeps the crown on during........ things. Brador loooooves it, though. Yeah it is not as funny as 'Mensis Cage stays ON!', but still SOMEwhat funny in my opinion. x)

🩸 There were a few times Laurence would ask Brador to wear something he normally would not, like robes of Executioners or just high-ranking Clerics, simply because he would like to see how it looked on Brador. And one time when he asked Brador to shave his beard a bit and wear glasses. He actually found Brador with very short facial hair, glasses and in robes looking very hot. I wonder fucking why....... I reeeeeally wonder why is that, huh..... -_-"

🔒 Also, that headcanons post was sorta ancient, but still relevant I think? That Brador actually secretly has a great taste and artistic skills, and he was the one to design the sigil used on Healing Church's holy shawl, and has been helping with the outfits designs enough. Not to mention being inventive no less than Gehrman with tools and weapons. Laurence reposted it with credit to the original artist, of course, but he really appreciates his talent.

🩸 Brador has quite an amount of scars on his body from having been stabbing himself with the Bloodletter, that Laurence likes to kiss good whenever he can spot new ones appeared. Also, because of the specifics of Brador's weapon, he of course has quite the iron-deficiency. Hmmm ok like, you know how an old lady will see you being too thin and gasp at how malnourished you are and insist on feeding you 5000 homemade meals? Laurence is like this but with seeing how Brador clearly needs to consume more blood, straight up going green from losing too much of it xddd He will basically insist on giving him more blood like a tea in his concern.

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Okay, look, I really tried to make it fluffy and cute, but I don't know how xd They are somewhat hard to take seriously because they are SILLY! They also love being haters together about some people within the Healing Church they're not particularly in kahoots with, or about 'antagonists' (like Caryll or some of the particularly distrustful Old Hunters Gehrman was not able to talk). And they just love doing SILLY things!

Thank you for the ask, though. However.....

Please just pause a little bit fdshfhds-

[tallulademetriou]

now that i’ve watched a complete ass playthrough of FF16, some (jumbled) thoughts under the cut, though mostly about the story:

full spoilers ahead as well!!!!!!!!!!!

i didn’t have high hopes for the story since i played through heavensward and that was... an Expansion for sure, and i expected to have the same nitpicks about FF16 as i did with HW. it still surprised me though lol

maehiro cannot write complex women to save his life. period.

but strangely enough this isn’t even maehiro at his best so i wonder what actually got cut during development.

the world-building is immaculate as always and for once i actually want a dlc to explore more of it.

also this game’s cutscenes oozes with fucking money cbu3 is insane. what was your budget yoshi-p!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the way benedikta was easily one of the most interesting eikons in this line-up and yet she was done dirty by being killed off so early in the game.

even jill felt shallow at times and while the romance was pretty cute i will not lie, she just sort of fell flat for me at the end parts. maehiro i am in your walls.

i did love her mini-arc though and i wish there were more moments like that.

there’s a point near the end of the game where the gang encounters barnabas and i kept hoping jill would be playable but no... she was not.

cid is really well done though. like i LOVE him.

joshua/jill/clive could have been my all-time trio but they didn’t have the time to marinate well.

clive grew on me as well, thanks to ben’s performance (partly) but i was not expecting how lovely he is a protag... 

something about him being raised in a lonely castle by an abusive mother then growing up into a shy, traumatized shell of a man who just wants to atone for his sins and protect what he couldn’t protect, but realizing soon that there’s more to his life than sorrow. i love you clivefinalfantasy.

the side characters are also fucking great it’s so unexpected.

i also enjoyed dion and barnabas for what they were worth. everyone expected dion to be a traitor or evil and for barnabas to be a complex and tortured king but it turned out to be the complete opposite.

barnabas you are fucking crazy. i can respect that.

political intrigue as the pretty backdrop to an evil alien overlord/creator is nothing new but it’s just so fucking funny they went that way. the most classic of all FF move.

ultima as an end boss does nothing for me personally but i always love a good punch your god in the face so it actually did end up as a +1 on the scoreboard for me.

the pacing could be jarring at times with some strange choices story-wise. really wish they’d done less awkward sex scenes that didn’t really give us anything and gave us more time to explore the eikons and their dynamic with their respective dominants.

the jill/clive naked moment can stay tho that was precious. 

though now that i think about it, i do wonder if they were going for the shb route but ultimately changed it so it wouldn’t be too similar. the fallen is just Too similar to what we get for the Ancients, with ultima trying to save his planet from the blight this time around, except he was a selfish god at the end trying to preserve legacy and not life.

and yep i fucking cried at the end LMAO. i cried so hard my eyes were fucking swollen the next day it was actually unbelievable?????

clive holding joshua’s dead body while he has flashbacks of joshua holding hands with clive as children, then the moment when his brother bestowed the phoenix’s blessing, to joshua as a baby had me fucking bawling lmao fuck this game actually.

most of my complaints err on the narrative side of the game. the gameplay looks fun and from what i’ve played in the demo i always knew i was gonna love it, but gonna add any remarks here once i’m actually done with that.

it can be as easy as not cycling through multiple eikons but once you sit down a bit with it, it’s complexity shines with how well you can string together combos and maximizing each eikon’s moveset... it’s really fun and as a previous black mage main....... big numbers go boom.

the sidequests can be abysmal design-wise but as someone who has played ff14, it didn’t really faze me so it can be a YMMV thing. 

i need a fucking dlc because we didn’t see Leviathan... my fucking queen WHERE IS SHE

[roguecs17]

Rambling about Dragon Age Part 1

Cole is precious, he’s like the little brother I never had

I just want to put him in my pocket and give him soft pats like a kitten

My first reaction when I met The Iron Bull was “wow he could step on me”

And when he said he likes red heads I saw my ginger Lavellan look down at herself and say “wAiT I’m a red head”

I’ve never romanced him but im thirsty for qunari with rough, growling voices

Though when Bull came in to my Adaar’s room and said message received on her flirtatiousness I could see my girl just start laughing because my Adaar is like no boy I’m gay, but thanks 🙏

And I could see Bull just connecting the dots

My Adaar and Dorian are soooo lesbian/gay solidarity

Like seriously, completely and totally

She heard about his father and planned about sixteen ways of killing Halward

After the discussion between the two, after going to camp and resting before leaving for Skyhold, Adaar totally snuck back and threatened Halward

Like single handedly knocked out his guards, pinned him to the wall if pure strength not needing her magic at all as she looked down at the pathetic weasel her hurt her friend

And she said, “The only reason I haven’t killed you, is because you are not worth the effort of cleaning my blade. I’ll say it now, you’re going to let Dorian go, you aren’t going to approach him, you aren’t going to stalk him, follow him, speak to him again. If you do, I swear on every ancestor you believe in, that I will hunt you down- and you know I will, I’ll cross every sea, fight every demon you raise, and than I will gut you- pig!”

Adaar is very protective of her friends, case in point, and would put herself between them and an archdemon itself to keep them safe

My first reaction at the choice between Hawke and Alastair my brain immediately went, I’ll stay

I still wonder what would happen, I mean the mark can open and close rifts so logic states she’s be able to fight the fear demon, reopen the rift and close it from the other side

My first reaction when I met Josephine was that she was so cute- especially when you meet her as a qunari

‘You’re, a lot taller than I expected.’

She’s just so cute and soft, and the romance with her is sooo sweet

Mind you my Adaar flirted with everyone, Cullen, Bull, Dorian, Josephine, Harding, Varric, Krem, etc, etc- my big girl did not shy away from romance or sex

But that scene where Josephine’s finally free from the assassins after her and they watch the sunset

And again at the Winter’s Ball when they slow dance on the balcony

It’s just so freaking cute!

I also love that in trespasser Cassandra basically tells Adaar she wants to be the maid of honor in her wedding to Josephine because Varric played a joke

And I could just see Adaar all wide eyed like, yes, I can marry her?

Yes I want to marry her!!

But the world is still crazy, all at arms, and she plans to wait- but

Then Adaar nearly dies

She knew she wasn’t going to live a long life- even before the events of Inquisition. She’s a qunari mage, one who never quite knows when to keep her mouth shut, she knew her life would be rather short

But, now she’s got something to fight for- no someone to live for

After the events of Trespasser, things are still crazy, especially with whatever Solas is planning

But Adaar finds herself carving out a piece of her horn- she asks Dorian as he knows where to cut to not hurt her and has steady hands

Plus she’s trying to give Dorian ideas for his own proposal to Bull

Adaar’s known about their relationship, they’re not good at hiding it

Or better Dorian is not good at hiding it and Bull doesn’t care what people think

Honestly she might have better luck talking Bull into proposing, however in doing so she’ll lose the pool, so-

Yeah she and the others- especially Varric- have been shipping them since the night they shared a tent in the Western Approach

Adaar had shared with Varric because he doesn’t take up much room

Though at that point Adaar wasn’t sleeping much

She was always good at compartmentalizing- she had to be in order to survive as a mage- let only a qunari mage

While she has her anger, and her despair, fear demons often flock to her- especially since the Mark

She’s good at fighting them back, though she’s tired

She’s so tired sometimes, though with Josephine…she has a reason to keep going

It takes some time before she can get the horn piece ready, though Dagna is willing to help polish and set it into a gold band with a small trio of diamonds next to it

Once it’s made up, well Adaar has some proposal ideas- and it helps when she’s called away on a mission

In the end she gets all her work done early, and sneaks home, not telling Josephine

Cassandra leads Josephine out to a balcony overlooking Orlais- it’s not the same place as where they were before but it’ll do

And there’s Adaar, who hauled her six foot+ self up the wall to avoid suspicion

She’s a bit out of breath, black hair braided and tied back, and she’s taken off her vitaar

Josephine is surprised, taken aback, lost for words before she takes a step forward only for Adaar to raise her hand

She gives Josephine a small smile, before easing herself onto one knee, and says- well, she says:

“Josephine, I never thought I’d live long- especially after-“ she looks down at her prosthetic arm, a gift from Dagna, phantom pain from the mark lingering in her mind, “Well after everything. And I was ready for it, I was ready for a short life.”

She looks up to meet Josephine’s eyes, “Then I met you, and I realized, that I want to wake up again and again next to you. I want to listen to your day, dance with you to your favorite song, making you your favorite breakfast even though we both know I can’t cook.” There’s a little laughter, but it’s emotional and breaks easily.

“You saw through the facade I never realized I had, you saw me, not as the inquistor, but as me. And I want to spend the next lifetime, however long that might be, showing you how much that meant- how much you mean to me for the rest of my life.”

“So, will you marry me?”

The answer…

Was yes! Of course, and they kissed deeply, richly and Adaar slid her ring onto the woman’s finger

In the background Dorian shoots off a blast of magic, light arraying across the sky letting sparks falling over them

Cassandra wasn’t watching…no she definitely was and the hopeless romantic is in victory

Varric is definitely not writing down ideas for his book

And Bull- well Bull is glancing down at the ring carved from Adaar’s horn and wonders if he should look into that

Since Adaar lost her left hand, she decides to go in the style of her parents, who wore their wedding bands around their horns, and Josephine styled it too match, all warm gold and pinpricks of white diamonds.

They end up having two weddings, one for the nobility and the other for themselves

The noble wedding is huge, bombastic, though there’s whispers in the background. A qunari, two women, a mage! It was all so shocking.

But Adaar did defeat Corypheus

And Cassandra and Lelianna are scary when they’re glaring at you

No one forgets that Adaar is friends with the Grand Divine

And said Divine used to be an assassin

The noble wedding is over the top with gold chiffon, at least a hundred people with a cleric officiating and Adaar somehow wrangled into wearing a dress.

But the home wedding, it’s just the main members of the inquistion, a few soldiers and friends, but mainly all of them

Lelianna can’t come, being the Divine doesn’t give much free time

Adaar doesn’t believe in the Chantry or the maker, so while the cleric married them in the noble wedding, this is just an exchange of vows, toasting and celebration

Adaar wears her dress robes for the occasion (she wants to burn the wedding dress but Josephine won’t let her)

And with her friends by her side, she feels as if all the pieces have come together, even for just this one moment