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I'LL GO DOUBLE ON THIS <3

the writer and the character <3 (the back of hana's hair should be red but shh details ig) ++ removing other reblogs otherwise would be too long ^^;

not tagging but please feel free to play if you see this ♡

Starting new picrew bc I find this one super cute and pretty so lets go! LINK

No pressure tag @wyvernslovecake @bby-deerling @nina-ya @ringdabel @im-stuck-in-fandom-hell and everyone who wants to join! 💛

[the-guardian-kitsune]

You know what the anon option is for? (✿◠‿◠)

For shy people who are too scared to talk to their favourite blogs. (◡‿◡✿)

Not for you to act like a piece of shit. ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿

[the-guardian-kitsune]

now i really want that dress... (´Д` )

anyway!! tagging: @lunargrapejuice @lovelyluc @purpleqilinwrites @daydreaming-paradies @kzuhae @kentopedia + whoever wants to join ♡

BUILD A TEA PARTY WITH ME

rules :

✿ pick a picture of your ideal setting for the tea party ! ✿ pick a picture of the outfit you'd like to wear ! ✿ pick a picture of some food you'd like at the party ! ✿ pick a picture of an animal who you'd like to befriend at the party ! ✿ reblog with your pictures and tag your friends, continue the chain to host the biggest garden party !

here's my tea party :

tagging ( no pressure ! ) :

@starglitterz @vennnnn-diagram @heiayen @the-guardian-kitsune

@elatedfool @sleepyqinfei @seelestia @falors @staretes

@opalthea @wonuyun @lovelyluc @dailypenpen ( + anyo else who wld like to join ! )

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kai those aeons memes killed me ( ´∀`) anyway!!

not bad i guess? i don't know who to tag so feel free to play if you see this on your dashboard! ( ＾ω＾ )

tag game! first 9 pictures on your pinterest home page?

tagging :

@starglitterz @opalthea @chichikoi @scribetry @haliyamori

@tetsuskei @dumbificat @ryuryuryuyurboat @rinneverse @thexianzhoujade

@chaldeanu @silkjade @yvkasha @leftdestiny-posts

( no pressure !!! ) + anyone else who'd like to do this hehehe – reblog with your pics and tag too !!!

[the-guardian-kitsune]

✧ — you're back.

for gepard, being the silvermane guards captain meant he was often away on the front line, fighting for the safety of belobog. for you, it meant praying for him to come back alive once again. luckily, your prayers are always listened.

cw / tw : gepard x reader. mentions of injuries. reader is smaller than gepard. just fluff and cuddles ♡.

with the last wave of fragmentum monsters gone, gepard could finally put down his shield. he couldn't completely relax, as he had to check on his subordinates to confirm they were, at least, still alive, hopefully not having to report any tragic news to some family waiting for their loved ones to come back from the front line.

even if thanks to the astral express the whole stellaron crisis was avoided, it bringing the fragmentum distortion to a halt, monsters were still spawning every once and then, forcing the silverman guards back in action in the restricted zones.

stopping after his fourth check, the captain took out his phone, unlocking the screen searching for your chat. almost a week had passed since he last saw you, five days of almost uninterrupted fighting and leading the action. even when he had the actual time in which he could have sent you a text message, he felt too tired to do so, falling asleep in a tent, bracing the stiff and unforgiving cold weather.

now that the monsters have ceased to come forth, gepard knew he could finally go back to belobog, to his family, to his friends, but especially to you, the love of his life.

"we're done here. i'll be back soon."

"thanks to qlipoth!" "are you okay? any injuries??"

"minor ones and some bruises. don't worry too much."

"mhh" "still, please be careful :("

a smile crept on the captain's busted lips, but the annoying pain came back. still, he could ignore it, the warmth seeping from your texts enough to push him through, even if he felt like collapsing in a long, deep slumber right then and there.

the clock hands were moving too slow for you. your leg was shaking, jolting up and down as the wait was becoming unbearable. although gepard told you he was fine, you couldn't not worry. more than once you had to run to the hospital upon receiving a call from one of your boyfriend's soldiers or his sister serval. every time you had to witness a heavily bandaged up gepard lying in bed, his chiselled body bruised and cut, sometimes feverish from an infected injury or the cold seeping through. gepard was an incredibly capable captain, his soldiers had full trust in him, and it was that same trust that pushed the landau man to stay in the front line, leading the action head first.

the clicking of the door had you jumping from the couch, sprinting to go and greet your lover. your heart was beating in fear of how you would see gepard; however, it calmed instantly the moment your eyes met his figure: his lips were busted and he had a bruise forming under his left eye. the armor plates got ruined and there was a burnt hole in his pants. he probably had other injuries you couldn't see at the moment, but he was with you again, standing on his feet without needing support.

your arms found their rightful place around his torso, careful to not squeeze too hard as to not hurt gepard. you heard him sigh satisfied, leaving the guitar case on the ground and kicking the door close. his arms went around your body, his cheek resting on your head, eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment.

he could feel your chest going up and down with your breathing, soft and calm, guiding his own. one of your hands traveled up to his face, cupping his cheek, forcing gepard to look at you. you stroked the cold skin with your thumb, a small but warm smile on your lips.

«i'm glad you're back» you murmured.

gepard turned his head to kiss your palm, keeping it in place by putting his hand on yours. «me too, my love»

you felt your cheeks getting warm at the gesture. it was incredible how even after all this time gepard was capable of making you blush with the smallest, simplest gestures. probably it was one of the reasons as of why you were still so deeply in love and giddy like a high schooler.

with his hand still on yours and the other arm around your body, gepard began pushing you inside, toward the living room, aiming to the couch were you sat waiting for him. you followed his steps, arms around his neck. a little scream left your lips when you fell on the worn couch, gepard's full weight on you, almost crushing your much smaller frame under his.

«geppie! you're heavy!» your desperate yelp, hitting your palm on the armour plates of his back.

groaning, your boyfriend slid down a bit, his head on your chest, part of his weight now on the pillows, making it easier for you to support him.

gepard raised his head, his chin on your chest, looking at you with his blue eyes half lidded; you could read in them all the tiredness and the sleepless nights and the pain his job gave him.

your hands went in his hair and on his back, cuddling his blond locks and removing his armour plates to pat his broad back. his face went back into your chest, his arms wrapping around you, snuggling closer. gepard kissed you from above your t-shirt, and you could feel that small smile of his that always gave you butterflies. you understood he was exhausted and just wanted to feel you, your warmth, that soft love that was his refuge when he needed a break. you didn't mind, always ready to help him alleviate the weight on his shoulders.

a satisfied groan came from gepard when you started scratching his scalp, some words following after that you didn't quite catch.

«what?»

«i love you» he said, louder, his chin on your chest, looking at you with sleepy eyes.

your lips curved into a huge silly smile. «i love you too» you pushed away some locks from his eyes. «get some rest, my love. you deserve it.»

nodding, gepard got back to rest on your chest. his breathing soon started to even the more you cuddled him, ruffling his blond hair, pulling a blanket over his body.

yawning, your fingers began to slow down. you slid a bit more under gepard, sound asleep now, to get more of his warmth and reach him in the dream realm. you snuggled your face closer to gepard's, kissing his jaw, nuzzling your nose against his cheek.

he was back, he was alive and warm, and even if he was too big and heavy for you to keep him on you you couldn't possibly care less. he was there, and that was all that mattered as you fell asleep.

@ the-guardian-kitsune do not copy repost translate or feed to ai

[the-guardian-kitsune]

✧ — you're back.

for gepard, being the silvermane guards captain meant he was often away on the front line, fighting for the safety of belobog. for you, it meant praying for him to come back alive once again. luckily, your prayers are always listened.

cw / tw : gepard x reader. mentions of injuries. reader is smaller than gepard. just fluff and cuddles ♡.

with the last wave of fragmentum monsters gone, gepard could finally put down his shield. he couldn't completely relax, as he had to check on his subordinates to confirm they were, at least, still alive, hopefully not having to report any tragic news to some family waiting for their loved ones to come back from the front line.

even if thanks to the astral express the whole stellaron crisis was avoided, it bringing the fragmentum distortion to a halt, monsters were still spawning every once and then, forcing the silverman guards back in action in the restricted zones.

stopping after his fourth check, the captain took out his phone, unlocking the screen searching for your chat. almost a week had passed since he last saw you, five days of almost uninterrupted fighting and leading the action. even when he had the actual time in which he could have sent you a text message, he felt too tired to do so, falling asleep in a tent, bracing the stiff and unforgiving cold weather.

now that the monsters have ceased to come forth, gepard knew he could finally go back to belobog, to his family, to his friends, but especially to you, the love of his life.

"we're done here. i'll be back soon."

"thanks to qlipoth!" "are you okay? any injuries??"

"minor ones and some bruises. don't worry too much."

"mhh" "still, please be careful :("

a smile crept on the captain's busted lips, but the annoying pain came back. still, he could ignore it, the warmth seeping from your texts enough to push him through, even if he felt like collapsing in a long, deep slumber right then and there.

the clock hands were moving too slow for you. your leg was shaking, jolting up and down as the wait was becoming unbearable. although gepard told you he was fine, you couldn't not worry. more than once you had to run to the hospital upon receiving a call from one of your boyfriend's soldiers or his sister serval. every time you had to witness a heavily bandaged up gepard lying in bed, his chiselled body bruised and cut, sometimes feverish from an infected injury or the cold seeping through. gepard was an incredibly capable captain, his soldiers had full trust in him, and it was that same trust that pushed the landau man to stay in the front line, leading the action head first.

the clicking of the door had you jumping from the couch, sprinting to go and greet your lover. your heart was beating in fear of how you would see gepard; however, it calmed instantly the moment your eyes met his figure: his lips were busted and he had a bruise forming under his left eye. the armor plates got ruined and there was a burnt hole in his pants. he probably had other injuries you couldn't see at the moment, but he was with you again, standing on his feet without needing support.

your arms found their rightful place around his torso, careful to not squeeze too hard as to not hurt gepard. you heard him sigh satisfied, leaving the guitar case on the ground and kicking the door close. his arms went around your body, his cheek resting on your head, eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment.

he could feel your chest going up and down with your breathing, soft and calm, guiding his own. one of your hands traveled up to his face, cupping his cheek, forcing gepard to look at you. you stroked the cold skin with your thumb, a small but warm smile on your lips.

«i'm glad you're back» you murmured.

gepard turned his head to kiss your palm, keeping it in place by putting his hand on yours. «me too, my love»

you felt your cheeks getting warm at the gesture. it was incredible how even after all this time gepard was capable of making you blush with the smallest, simplest gestures. probably it was one of the reasons as of why you were still so deeply in love and giddy like a high schooler.

with his hand still on yours and the other arm around your body, gepard began pushing you inside, toward the living room, aiming to the couch were you sat waiting for him. you followed his steps, arms around his neck. a little scream left your lips when you fell on the worn couch, gepard's full weight on you, almost crushing your much smaller frame under his.

«geppie! you're heavy!» your desperate yelp, hitting your palm on the armour plates of his back.

groaning, your boyfriend slid down a bit, his head on your chest, part of his weight now on the pillows, making it easier for you to support him.

gepard raised his head, his chin on your chest, looking at you with his blue eyes half lidded; you could read in them all the tiredness and the sleepless nights and the pain his job gave him.

your hands went in his hair and on his back, cuddling his blond locks and removing his armour plates to pat his broad back. his face went back into your chest, his arms wrapping around you, snuggling closer. gepard kissed you from above your t-shirt, and you could feel that small smile of his that always gave you butterflies. you understood he was exhausted and just wanted to feel you, your warmth, that soft love that was his refuge when he needed a break. you didn't mind, always ready to help him alleviate the weight on his shoulders.

a satisfied groan came from gepard when you started scratching his scalp, some words following after that you didn't quite catch.

«what?»

«i love you» he said, louder, his chin on your chest, looking at you with sleepy eyes.

your lips curved into a huge silly smile. «i love you too» you pushed away some locks from his eyes. «get some rest, my love. you deserve it.»

nodding, gepard got back to rest on your chest. his breathing soon started to even the more you cuddled him, ruffling his blond hair, pulling a blanket over his body.

yawning, your fingers began to slow down. you slid a bit more under gepard, sound asleep now, to get more of his warmth and reach him in the dream realm. you snuggled your face closer to gepard's, kissing his jaw, nuzzling your nose against his cheek.

he was back, he was alive and warm, and even if he was too big and heavy for you to keep him on you you couldn't possibly care less. he was there, and that was all that mattered as you fell asleep.

@ the-guardian-kitsune do not copy repost translate or feed to ai

[the-guardian-kitsune]

☄. *. ⋆ TO CELEBRATE AND REJOICE , A CEREMONY !

in a year many are the festivities that take place, and the duty of a shrine maiden is also to prepare to guide the people in the ceremonies part of the celebrations, hence why the kitsune is here to guide your prayers in this joyful moments!

# — of violence and vengeance. ( coming soon )

a wriothesley x reader modern au series with dark vibes.

tags: blood and violence, alcohol and drugs consumption, child abuse, illegal street racing, murder, foul language, ptsd, self justice, fire weapons & more.

@ the-guardian-kitsune do not copy repost translate or feed to ai

[the-guardian-kitsune]

✧ — you're back.

for gepard, being the silvermane guards captain meant he was often away on the front line, fighting for the safety of belobog. for you, it meant praying for him to come back alive once again. luckily, your prayers are always listened.

cw / tw : gepard x reader. mentions of injuries. reader is smaller than gepard. just fluff and cuddles ♡.

with the last wave of fragmentum monsters gone, gepard could finally put down his shield. he couldn't completely relax, as he had to check on his subordinates to confirm they were, at least, still alive, hopefully not having to report any tragic news to some family waiting for their loved ones to come back from the front line.

even if thanks to the astral express the whole stellaron crisis was avoided, it bringing the fragmentum distortion to a halt, monsters were still spawning every once and then, forcing the silverman guards back in action in the restricted zones.

stopping after his fourth check, the captain took out his phone, unlocking the screen searching for your chat. almost a week had passed since he last saw you, five days of almost uninterrupted fighting and leading the action. even when he had the actual time in which he could have sent you a text message, he felt too tired to do so, falling asleep in a tent, bracing the stiff and unforgiving cold weather.

now that the monsters have ceased to come forth, gepard knew he could finally go back to belobog, to his family, to his friends, but especially to you, the love of his life.

"we're done here. i'll be back soon."

"thanks to qlipoth!" "are you okay? any injuries??"

"minor ones and some bruises. don't worry too much."

"mhh" "still, please be careful :("

a smile crept on the captain's busted lips, but the annoying pain came back. still, he could ignore it, the warmth seeping from your texts enough to push him through, even if he felt like collapsing in a long, deep slumber right then and there.

the clock hands were moving too slow for you. your leg was shaking, jolting up and down as the wait was becoming unbearable. although gepard told you he was fine, you couldn't not worry. more than once you had to run to the hospital upon receiving a call from one of your boyfriend's soldiers or his sister serval. every time you had to witness a heavily bandaged up gepard lying in bed, his chiselled body bruised and cut, sometimes feverish from an infected injury or the cold seeping through. gepard was an incredibly capable captain, his soldiers had full trust in him, and it was that same trust that pushed the landau man to stay in the front line, leading the action head first.

the clicking of the door had you jumping from the couch, sprinting to go and greet your lover. your heart was beating in fear of how you would see gepard; however, it calmed instantly the moment your eyes met his figure: his lips were busted and he had a bruise forming under his left eye. the armor plates got ruined and there was a burnt hole in his pants. he probably had other injuries you couldn't see at the moment, but he was with you again, standing on his feet without needing support.

your arms found their rightful place around his torso, careful to not squeeze too hard as to not hurt gepard. you heard him sigh satisfied, leaving the guitar case on the ground and kicking the door close. his arms went around your body, his cheek resting on your head, eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment.

he could feel your chest going up and down with your breathing, soft and calm, guiding his own. one of your hands traveled up to his face, cupping his cheek, forcing gepard to look at you. you stroked the cold skin with your thumb, a small but warm smile on your lips.

«i'm glad you're back» you murmured.

gepard turned his head to kiss your palm, keeping it in place by putting his hand on yours. «me too, my love»

you felt your cheeks getting warm at the gesture. it was incredible how even after all this time gepard was capable of making you blush with the smallest, simplest gestures. probably it was one of the reasons as of why you were still so deeply in love and giddy like a high schooler.

with his hand still on yours and the other arm around your body, gepard began pushing you inside, toward the living room, aiming to the couch were you sat waiting for him. you followed his steps, arms around his neck. a little scream left your lips when you fell on the worn couch, gepard's full weight on you, almost crushing your much smaller frame under his.

«geppie! you're heavy!» your desperate yelp, hitting your palm on the armour plates of his back.

groaning, your boyfriend slid down a bit, his head on your chest, part of his weight now on the pillows, making it easier for you to support him.

gepard raised his head, his chin on your chest, looking at you with his blue eyes half lidded; you could read in them all the tiredness and the sleepless nights and the pain his job gave him.

your hands went in his hair and on his back, cuddling his blond locks and removing his armour plates to pat his broad back. his face went back into your chest, his arms wrapping around you, snuggling closer. gepard kissed you from above your t-shirt, and you could feel that small smile of his that always gave you butterflies. you understood he was exhausted and just wanted to feel you, your warmth, that soft love that was his refuge when he needed a break. you didn't mind, always ready to help him alleviate the weight on his shoulders.

a satisfied groan came from gepard when you started scratching his scalp, some words following after that you didn't quite catch.

«what?»

«i love you» he said, louder, his chin on your chest, looking at you with sleepy eyes.

your lips curved into a huge silly smile. «i love you too» you pushed away some locks from his eyes. «get some rest, my love. you deserve it.»

nodding, gepard got back to rest on your chest. his breathing soon started to even the more you cuddled him, ruffling his blond hair, pulling a blanket over his body.

yawning, your fingers began to slow down. you slid a bit more under gepard, sound asleep now, to get more of his warmth and reach him in the dream realm. you snuggled your face closer to gepard's, kissing his jaw, nuzzling your nose against his cheek.

he was back, he was alive and warm, and even if he was too big and heavy for you to keep him on you you couldn't possibly care less. he was there, and that was all that mattered as you fell asleep.

@ the-guardian-kitsune do not copy repost translate or feed to ai

[the-guardian-kitsune]

i'm writing maybe one of my longest pieces, a diluc x reader angst with childhood friends, a lot of heart-breaking soul-shattering pain, pining, dual pov and other stuff.

prepare your tissues, cunts, y'all gonna cry until next year ♡

[the-guardian-kitsune]

✧ — you're back.

for gepard, being the silvermane guards captain meant he was often away on the front line, fighting for the safety of belobog. for you, it meant praying for him to come back alive once again. luckily, your prayers are always listened.

cw / tw : gepard x reader. mentions of injuries. reader is smaller than gepard. just fluff and cuddles ♡.

with the last wave of fragmentum monsters gone, gepard could finally put down his shield. he couldn't completely relax, as he had to check on his subordinates to confirm they were, at least, still alive, hopefully not having to report any tragic news to some family waiting for their loved ones to come back from the front line.

even if thanks to the astral express the whole stellaron crisis was avoided, it bringing the fragmentum distortion to a halt, monsters were still spawning every once and then, forcing the silverman guards back in action in the restricted zones.

stopping after his fourth check, the captain took out his phone, unlocking the screen searching for your chat. almost a week had passed since he last saw you, five days of almost uninterrupted fighting and leading the action. even when he had the actual time in which he could have sent you a text message, he felt too tired to do so, falling asleep in a tent, bracing the stiff and unforgiving cold weather.

now that the monsters have ceased to come forth, gepard knew he could finally go back to belobog, to his family, to his friends, but especially to you, the love of his life.

"we're done here. i'll be back soon."

"thanks to qlipoth!" "are you okay? any injuries??"

"minor ones and some bruises. don't worry too much."

"mhh" "still, please be careful :("

a smile crept on the captain's busted lips, but the annoying pain came back. still, he could ignore it, the warmth seeping from your texts enough to push him through, even if he felt like collapsing in a long, deep slumber right then and there.

the clock hands were moving too slow for you. your leg was shaking, jolting up and down as the wait was becoming unbearable. although gepard told you he was fine, you couldn't not worry. more than once you had to run to the hospital upon receiving a call from one of your boyfriend's soldiers or his sister serval. every time you had to witness a heavily bandaged up gepard lying in bed, his chiselled body bruised and cut, sometimes feverish from an infected injury or the cold seeping through. gepard was an incredibly capable captain, his soldiers had full trust in him, and it was that same trust that pushed the landau man to stay in the front line, leading the action head first.

the clicking of the door had you jumping from the couch, sprinting to go and greet your lover. your heart was beating in fear of how you would see gepard; however, it calmed instantly the moment your eyes met his figure: his lips were busted and he had a bruise forming under his left eye. the armor plates got ruined and there was a burnt hole in his pants. he probably had other injuries you couldn't see at the moment, but he was with you again, standing on his feet without needing support.

your arms found their rightful place around his torso, careful to not squeeze too hard as to not hurt gepard. you heard him sigh satisfied, leaving the guitar case on the ground and kicking the door close. his arms went around your body, his cheek resting on your head, eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment.

he could feel your chest going up and down with your breathing, soft and calm, guiding his own. one of your hands traveled up to his face, cupping his cheek, forcing gepard to look at you. you stroked the cold skin with your thumb, a small but warm smile on your lips.

«i'm glad you're back» you murmured.

gepard turned his head to kiss your palm, keeping it in place by putting his hand on yours. «me too, my love»

you felt your cheeks getting warm at the gesture. it was incredible how even after all this time gepard was capable of making you blush with the smallest, simplest gestures. probably it was one of the reasons as of why you were still so deeply in love and giddy like a high schooler.

with his hand still on yours and the other arm around your body, gepard began pushing you inside, toward the living room, aiming to the couch were you sat waiting for him. you followed his steps, arms around his neck. a little scream left your lips when you fell on the worn couch, gepard's full weight on you, almost crushing your much smaller frame under his.

«geppie! you're heavy!» your desperate yelp, hitting your palm on the armour plates of his back.

groaning, your boyfriend slid down a bit, his head on your chest, part of his weight now on the pillows, making it easier for you to support him.

gepard raised his head, his chin on your chest, looking at you with his blue eyes half lidded; you could read in them all the tiredness and the sleepless nights and the pain his job gave him.

your hands went in his hair and on his back, cuddling his blond locks and removing his armour plates to pat his broad back. his face went back into your chest, his arms wrapping around you, snuggling closer. gepard kissed you from above your t-shirt, and you could feel that small smile of his that always gave you butterflies. you understood he was exhausted and just wanted to feel you, your warmth, that soft love that was his refuge when he needed a break. you didn't mind, always ready to help him alleviate the weight on his shoulders.

a satisfied groan came from gepard when you started scratching his scalp, some words following after that you didn't quite catch.

«what?»

«i love you» he said, louder, his chin on your chest, looking at you with sleepy eyes.

your lips curved into a huge silly smile. «i love you too» you pushed away some locks from his eyes. «get some rest, my love. you deserve it.»

nodding, gepard got back to rest on your chest. his breathing soon started to even the more you cuddled him, ruffling his blond hair, pulling a blanket over his body.

yawning, your fingers began to slow down. you slid a bit more under gepard, sound asleep now, to get more of his warmth and reach him in the dream realm. you snuggled your face closer to gepard's, kissing his jaw, nuzzling your nose against his cheek.

he was back, he was alive and warm, and even if he was too big and heavy for you to keep him on you you couldn't possibly care less. he was there, and that was all that mattered as you fell asleep.

@ the-guardian-kitsune do not copy repost translate or feed to ai

[the-guardian-kitsune]

✧ — you're back.

for gepard, being the silvermane guards captain meant he was often away on the front line, fighting for the safety of belobog. for you, it meant praying for him to come back alive once again. luckily, your prayers are always listened.

cw / tw : gepard x reader. mentions of injuries. reader is smaller than gepard. just fluff and cuddles ♡.

with the last wave of fragmentum monsters gone, gepard could finally put down his shield. he couldn't completely relax, as he had to check on his subordinates to confirm they were, at least, still alive, hopefully not having to report any tragic news to some family waiting for their loved ones to come back from the front line.

even if thanks to the astral express the whole stellaron crisis was avoided, it bringing the fragmentum distortion to a halt, monsters were still spawning every once and then, forcing the silverman guards back in action in the restricted zones.

stopping after his fourth check, the captain took out his phone, unlocking the screen searching for your chat. almost a week had passed since he last saw you, five days of almost uninterrupted fighting and leading the action. even when he had the actual time in which he could have sent you a text message, he felt too tired to do so, falling asleep in a tent, bracing the stiff and unforgiving cold weather.

now that the monsters have ceased to come forth, gepard knew he could finally go back to belobog, to his family, to his friends, but especially to you, the love of his life.

"we're done here. i'll be back soon."

"thanks to qlipoth!" "are you okay? any injuries??"

"minor ones and some bruises. don't worry too much."

"mhh" "still, please be careful :("

a smile crept on the captain's busted lips, but the annoying pain came back. still, he could ignore it, the warmth seeping from your texts enough to push him through, even if he felt like collapsing in a long, deep slumber right then and there.

the clock hands were moving too slow for you. your leg was shaking, jolting up and down as the wait was becoming unbearable. although gepard told you he was fine, you couldn't not worry. more than once you had to run to the hospital upon receiving a call from one of your boyfriend's soldiers or his sister serval. every time you had to witness a heavily bandaged up gepard lying in bed, his chiselled body bruised and cut, sometimes feverish from an infected injury or the cold seeping through. gepard was an incredibly capable captain, his soldiers had full trust in him, and it was that same trust that pushed the landau man to stay in the front line, leading the action head first.

the clicking of the door had you jumping from the couch, sprinting to go and greet your lover. your heart was beating in fear of how you would see gepard; however, it calmed instantly the moment your eyes met his figure: his lips were busted and he had a bruise forming under his left eye. the armor plates got ruined and there was a burnt hole in his pants. he probably had other injuries you couldn't see at the moment, but he was with you again, standing on his feet without needing support.

your arms found their rightful place around his torso, careful to not squeeze too hard as to not hurt gepard. you heard him sigh satisfied, leaving the guitar case on the ground and kicking the door close. his arms went around your body, his cheek resting on your head, eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment.

he could feel your chest going up and down with your breathing, soft and calm, guiding his own. one of your hands traveled up to his face, cupping his cheek, forcing gepard to look at you. you stroked the cold skin with your thumb, a small but warm smile on your lips.

«i'm glad you're back» you murmured.

gepard turned his head to kiss your palm, keeping it in place by putting his hand on yours. «me too, my love»

you felt your cheeks getting warm at the gesture. it was incredible how even after all this time gepard was capable of making you blush with the smallest, simplest gestures. probably it was one of the reasons as of why you were still so deeply in love and giddy like a high schooler.

with his hand still on yours and the other arm around your body, gepard began pushing you inside, toward the living room, aiming to the couch were you sat waiting for him. you followed his steps, arms around his neck. a little scream left your lips when you fell on the worn couch, gepard's full weight on you, almost crushing your much smaller frame under his.

«geppie! you're heavy!» your desperate yelp, hitting your palm on the armour plates of his back.

groaning, your boyfriend slid down a bit, his head on your chest, part of his weight now on the pillows, making it easier for you to support him.

gepard raised his head, his chin on your chest, looking at you with his blue eyes half lidded; you could read in them all the tiredness and the sleepless nights and the pain his job gave him.

your hands went in his hair and on his back, cuddling his blond locks and removing his armour plates to pat his broad back. his face went back into your chest, his arms wrapping around you, snuggling closer. gepard kissed you from above your t-shirt, and you could feel that small smile of his that always gave you butterflies. you understood he was exhausted and just wanted to feel you, your warmth, that soft love that was his refuge when he needed a break. you didn't mind, always ready to help him alleviate the weight on his shoulders.

a satisfied groan came from gepard when you started scratching his scalp, some words following after that you didn't quite catch.

«what?»

«i love you» he said, louder, his chin on your chest, looking at you with sleepy eyes.

your lips curved into a huge silly smile. «i love you too» you pushed away some locks from his eyes. «get some rest, my love. you deserve it.»

nodding, gepard got back to rest on your chest. his breathing soon started to even the more you cuddled him, ruffling his blond hair, pulling a blanket over his body.

yawning, your fingers began to slow down. you slid a bit more under gepard, sound asleep now, to get more of his warmth and reach him in the dream realm. you snuggled your face closer to gepard's, kissing his jaw, nuzzling your nose against his cheek.

he was back, he was alive and warm, and even if he was too big and heavy for you to keep him on you you couldn't possibly care less. he was there, and that was all that mattered as you fell asleep.

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