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ship-ambrosia · 1 year
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Hey! I would love to hear more about:
Frost on my heart, frost on your lips
Wreath Me in Flames/Make Me Burn
Sunshine/The Prince of Winterfell
Numb Fingers, Beating Hearts
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Omggg thank you!! 🥰
Numb Fingers, Beating Hearts
- I got the idea for this one from watching the Theon/Sansa reunion in Winterfell scene every night before bed lol I thought it would be sweet to write about their feelings during that embrace. Then there’s a scene in the first fic I posted on AO3 where Sansa imagines what her life could have been like if Theon survived the Long Night, and someone commented that they would have loved to see the wedding I had her describe (Godswood in the daylight, her dress gold instead of white, everything opposite her wedding to Ramsay). So it goes from a scene from their childhood where Theon helps her off her horse, then jumps to when they’re running north and he’s trying to keep her warm, then their embrace in Winterfell; and then some scenes that I made up about them falling in love, getting married, having a child. It’s basically just word vomit of me writing Theon/Sansa being extra soft.
The title is kind of a spin off the phrase “cold hands, warm heart” which idk the idea of Theon trying to keep her warm while running north made me think of
Frost on my heart, frost on your lips
So I’m a hugeeee fan of hockey and I went to see a hockey tournament a few weeks ago and also coincidently read a Theon/Sansa fic around that time on AO3 where Theon’s a hockey player and Sansa’s a figure skater which is already a troupe I’m in love with from my time in the Gruvia fandom and I decided I wanted to write my own. That’s it. It’s a modern AU gobbledygook and they fall in love on the ice 😂 but I get way more in depth about the hockey team than other fics donbecause I love hockey so much.
Wreath Me in Flames/Make Me Burn
(Seemingly) unrequited love on Theon’s end. Finally a modern AU where I give Yara a bar like everyone else does and make Theon a bartender. All their friends/family are in relationships and Sansa’s still getting over Joffrey and doesn’t like to be alone, so she and Theon have been spending time together and he’s head over heels for her. Sansa walks into the bar and Yara is entertained.
For YOTP April prompts hahah
Sunshine/The Prince of Winterfell
Theon suddenly starts gardening in the greenhouses, and leaves flowers for Sansa. But he’s got an even better surprise for her in store (a child; it’s a little ironborn boy that he wants to adopt 😂😂)
For YOTP May prompts 🌸
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beaker1636 · 23 days
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Saw this on Facebook, let’s play!!
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tubbytarchia · 4 months
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r...renchanting mayhaps... if you're comfortable with it!
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"Hold me"
Alts and other stuff under cut
These are SUPPOSED to be next to each other to save space. But if Tumblr puts them in a downward row, I apologize!!!
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I wanted to include the sunglasses because with my Ren design, I was afraid it didn't look enough like him but idk, thought it might also look stupid!! Ahh but oh well, you can have that as an alt! And ohhh my god screw the crown from this angle
My Ren design is still brown ofc but since his skin tone on his red life skin turns completely pale, I really liked the idea of his fur in my design turning white (but not completely, maybe only going full white before death) to mirror that. It works especially well since blood stands out a lot more that way hehe, good intimidation, if even for a man who just wanted to run a little business and for the bloodshed to end...
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bonus for checking the read-more
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sorry I haven't actually seen either of their 3rd life POVs but one day I will
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sliverswords · 3 months
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My final ref sheets for Shasta/Cor, Aravis, and Corin’s outfits. It’s taken me many months of revisions but I’m finally happy
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moonmeg · 2 months
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If you don't mind me asking, what was Neil and Bree's marriage proposal like? How did the family react?
I've been thinking about that for a while.
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He practiced this 10 times (to no avail)
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codemiracle · 4 months
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Would Yotsuya hold my hand to keep from getting separated in public? 🥺 I saw he likes PDA, but dislikes being touched, so I was curious!
(Big kisses and happy holidays to you and the Dies Irae crew, Chrona 💞🎄🎁)
He likes if you show affection to him in public, because it means everyone now knows you're his and he's yours. But If a stranger accidentally touches him on the street he would totally wash his hands at least 5 times 💀.
So yeah, he doesn't mind. He likes holding hands, or kissing in public, it makes him really happy the fact you're willing to show everyone you like him as much as he likes you!
Also, if you accidentally get away from him, he's stall enough to find you easily thanks to his height. He might tell you in the most delicate way possible that you need to hold his hand tighter, but if you get lost pretty often, he might even hold you from the waist while you two walk together, that way you can't easily get lost ♡
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gojorgeous · 3 months
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Hello! I loved your Gojo vampire fanfic, so much that in the end I asked myself a question, I wanted to know, what would have happened if the reader had rejected Satoru? I would like to know what reaction he would have had if the reader had rejected his marriage request, and I would also like to know what he would have done if she had rejected him when she found out that he is a vampire, please. Of course, only if you want to do it. Thanks for write this story.
Oooooo!! bestie, I love this ask hehe <3
First of all, thank you so much for the kind words! I'm so glad you liked the fic! I'm gonna put a break here so that you can read the rest of my thoughts below! (dark/nsfw/yandere below the cut):
As for how vamp!gojo would react... i don't see it ending very well for reader. In this fic i viewed him as pretty much a yandere. If reader had refused to marry him, I don't think she would have stayed free very long. I think he def would have just scooped her up in the night and whisked her away. I think he would have just kept her locked up in his castle, visiting her everyday until he won her over.
If she had refused him when she figured out he was a vampire... I think he would have gotten angry, which would be extra terrifying because I think he's usually very gentle and careful with her. I can see him forcing his bite on her because he knows it will put her in a sort of euphoric state that would make her more pliable and more receptive to his desires.
In short, he is absolutely and totally obsessed with reader and I can't see a universe in which he doesn't have her, whether it's willingly or by force. However, I also think he has a sort of alluring quality that is a result of him being a vampire and also just his personality. Because of that, I don't think many humans are capable of resisting, including reader. I see her eventually falling for him, even if she fights it tooth and nail.
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Can we get some NSFW Headcanon between Jaune and Harriet?
Energizer Headcanons
Harriet is definitely the more experienced one in the relationship when it comes to sex, and she usually tops Jaune eight times out of ten. She is used to taking charge and feels like she should show Jaune the ropes
To avoid possible pregnancies she might not be ready for, Harriet got an IUD years ago before she even met Jaune, but she still perfers that Jaune wears a condom... for extra safety... (she likes to empty them in her mouth after their full sometimes, usually to tease Jaune, but also because she learned that she loves the taste)
Buuuuuut, if they were to ever run out of condoms during their hour(s) long fuck sessions, she'll let Jaune fuck her raw, almost like a reward for him lasting so long and keeping up with her. She also sometimes just likes feeling him pump his load into her to finish the night off
Harriet is the hornier one out of the two of them. She's the one that is usually more expected to initiate sexy times and lead/pull Jaune into the bedroom... or onto the couch... or bent over the counter of their apartment... or in the barrack's showers that one (three) time
Harriet is also super needy during sex, but will NEVER admit it to aaaaanyone. She'll be quickly riding Jaune for a few minutes, but then she'll suddenly slow down and start taking her time, letting them both feel things more and enjoy the sensations more or suddenly grab Jaune's hand or make him hold her. She does stuff like this because she just wanted to be gentler and make the sex more affectionate, but is too embarrassed to ask. When Jaune finds out this is while later, it's game over for Harriet
A small/funny event that I fully headcanon happened in this ship:
Jaune once used the whole "big talk coming from someone at dick sucking height" petty comeback during a disagreement a few months into their relationship... Harriet proceeded to immediately show him that even though she's much taller than that, she can still indeed suck his dick. Both with ease and practiced skill. And also made him apologize before she let him cum
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blindmagdalena · 1 year
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how do you think homie would react to reader breaking up with him because they have very different morals (homie kills people, ik he's babygirl but he does just brutally kill people, reader is a pacifist)
-bree(sorry for multiple asks in short time :P)
cw gaslighting, imprisonment, manhandling. no more mr. nice homelander.
"Fine, listen, listen, if it means that much to you, I won't do it anymore," Homelander says, hands lifted placatingly. The way he says it makes it sound like he's doing you a favor. Like you're overreacting to a mild infraction. You stare, mouth agape. "This... This isn't some bad habit. You kill people."
"Yeah," he agrees, a slight strain creeping into his voice. "Yeah! Okay. And? Lots of people kill people. And typically, I only kill people who're also killing people." "Typically," you echo, at a loss. How can he be so flippant about this? It's like he hasn't heard a single word you've said. "You don't care. At all." "Why should I care? Why should you care? It's not like I'm killing people you like, or even know," he says, his exasperation with you intensifying. "But you love me. So just... Cool off, alright? Sleep on it. Before you do something you'll regret."
The shift in his voice when he says that runs a chill up your spine. "Are you threatening me?" "What?" Homelander laughs. "No! Of course not. Babe, listen to yourself. C'mon, I know you're upset-" he moves to take your hand, but for the first time, you yank it from his reach, crossing your arms. His hand hovers in the space yours had been for a moment, his eyes locked on the same spot. He inhales a slow breath, his fingers curling into a fist before dropping back to his side.
When he looks at you, his gaze is bereft of any playfulness. Your denial of him has flipped a switch in him that you've never seen before.
"You're tired," he says, voice set low. Any traces of the lighthearted pretense from earlier has been dropped. "It's late. You have a lot to process. So, we are going to put this aside for tonight. You are going to come to bed with me, and we'll talk about it in the morning, when you're calm." "I am calm," you tell him, refusing to let him make you feel like you're the one being unreasonable. "Please move. I already told my friend I'm on my way," you lie. You wish you had. You wish you realized sooner you would need to. Homelander had always been so utterly devoted to you. He hung on your every word, met your every whim, loved you so thoroughly that he made you feel like his entire world. Only now have you realized the dangers of that kind of love.
His mouth twitches. "Which friend?"
You begin to answer, wanting to give validity to your fiction, but an awful thought occurs to you. Would he hurt them? "It doesn't matter," You reply instead, clutching your overnight bag. "I need space, and I don't want you coming to me before I'm ready. Please, move," you say, voice wavering. He was making this so much more painful than it already was. You do love him, but he's making you feel like you barely even know him.
Homelander taps his hands on his thighs, considering you. After a prolonged silence, just before you open your mouth to speak again, he claps his hands together. "Alright. Sure," he says, stepping forward. You step backwards. "Door's right there." You're immediately relieved, but there's a nagging feeling in your gut. "Thank you," you say softly, adjusting your grip on your bag. "I'll call, okay?" Homelander offers a sideways nod, seeming... resigned. You feel the guilt of it weigh heavily, and for a split second, you question yourself, whether what you're doing is right or fair. You have to steel yourself before your resolve falters. You need time away from him to collect yourself, and figure out what to do about the man you, as it turns out, know very little about.
Just as you pass him, you feel a sudden grip on your arm, and in a flash you're spun around, stumbling back into the penthouse. You stare wide-eyed for a moment, turning back around. Poised exactly as he had been before, Homelander stands in front of the door, hands on his hips. His brows lift slightly. "Well?" Your heart is racing now. "What are you doing?"
"Go on," he says, ignoring your question. "Door's right there."
Anger rolls through you in a heated wave. "I'm not playing this game with you," you say, moving to shove more forcibly passed him this time, but once again he catches you with a hand on your wrist, spinning you around with such ease, you may as well weigh nothing at all. Yet again you stumble back into the penthouse, tears welling in your eyes as you round on him. "Stop it! Get out of my way!" "Door's wide open, babe. All you have to do is get to it, and you can leave," he says, voice perfectly relaxed, devoid of any passion or empathy.
With a frustrated cry, you hurl your bag at him, and full on sprint towards the door. You get closer this time, but just as you reach for the knob, Homelander takes you by your shoulders and spins you right around. Your own momentum carries you further in. You barely catch yourself from falling, letting go a sob that's equal parts rage and heartbreak. Who is this man?
This time, you throw yourself bodily towards the door, screaming your distress, your anger. You do it again and again and again, and every time, Homelander spins you right back around. On the final attempt, as he once again redirects you, the force of your own momentum hurls you to the ground.
"Do you get it yet?" Homelander asks, cocking his head to the side, checking to see if you're picked up on this lesson in futility. "You don't call the shots here. You don't get to just decide we're done. Relationships go two ways, sweetheart," he says. That petname used to give you butterflies. It sounds sour on his tongue now. You hear him sigh, closer to you now.
"Didn't think you'd be that stubborn. But I guess I've always loved that about you when it wasn't pointed at me, huh?" He asks, a playful little lilt slipping back into his voice. You struggle when he scoops you up, you make an animalistic noise of pure aggravation, but it's as fruitless as ever. Homelander is both an unstoppable force and an immovable object, his grip on you like steel. He cannot be stopped, or even hindered, as he carries you towards the bedroom. He sets you down on the bed, and out of pure unthinking fury, you raise your hand to slap him across the face. The strike lands, but Homelander doesn't so much as twitch. Your hand smarts, you may as well have slapped a brick wall. You clutch your wrist, letting go another sob. It aches immediately, frail in comparison to his unyielding frame.
Cupping either side of your face, Homelander swipes away your tears with his thumbs, watching you impassively. There's patience in his expression, though it looks stretched thin.
"I know you're upset," he says, an echo of earlier, as if picking up right from where he'd left off. As if nothing of the last twenty minutes had even happened. "But we'll get through this. And hey, hey, I'm not even mad at you, okay? Because that's what it means when you love someone. You forgive them." You feel numbed by your own plethora of tumultuous emotions, strung out and exhausted. You close your eyes, unable to stomach the loving way he's gazing at you. He kisses your forehead, wringing a weak, hiccupped little noise out of you. "That's my girl. I love you more than anything. You know that, right? That I would never do anything to hurt you?" No matter how gentle his hold on you is, it's inescapable. You have no choice but to face him, bleary as he is through your tear-welled eyes. Unable to push an answer through the tightness in your throat, you just nod.
"That's right. Of course you do. Because if I wanted to hurt you, I would have. It would have been easy, huh?" Those words break something in you. You lose whatever bit of composure you had built back up, and you begin to sob anew, an agonized sound. Homelander's expression twists. He's never liked seeing you cry. He's also never been the source of it.
"Shhh, shhhh, hey, it's alright. You're okay. I would never let anything happen to you," he says, as if he wasn't the very thing happening to you in this moment. He kisses your forehead again, your tear-streaked cheeks, and finally your lips.
You don't have any fight left in you. Not against the press of his lips, and not against the way he brings you under the covers with him, clothes and all.
He pulls you against his chest the same way he has a hundred times before, as if this is any other night that the two of you have fallen asleep in each others embrace.
You hug your arms tight to your chest, crying hard, while he rubs your back, hushing you. Comforting you, as any good boyfriend should.
"It's alright. I've got you," he says, his arms an oppressive force around you. "I've got you."
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mcybree · 4 months
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you seem to be in a constant with life series Scott and you seem to keep losing
WRONG. I ONLY WIN. Here is a video of me killing scott with a stapler
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ship-ambrosia · 1 year
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For the wip ask game, flowers for pyke please!
Flowers for Pyke is the tentative title for my December YOTP prompts. I couldn’t help but start planning that one because I feel like it’s going to be LONG. I love tattoo parlor/flower shop AUs and I’ve always wanted to try writing one.
Basically, Theon’s life fell apart in Winterfell and he moved back home to Pyke to live with Yara & opened a tattoo parlor with her. Meanwhile, Sansa went off to King’s Landing and Joffrey did what he does, but she went to Highgarden with Margaery instead of going home to face her family’s pity. They then end up moving to Pyke and opening a flower shop across the way from Theon’s parlor, bringing a little color to the dreary islands. But margaery also decides to start advertising the shop by bashing the tattoo parlor (stuff like, “you could get a tattoo and disappoint your mom, or you could buy her flowers”)
It’s actually just an elaborate scheme by margaery to get Theon to come confront them, since she saw him closing up one day and thought he was attractive, wants Sansa to meet a hot ironborn boy and get over Joffrey… ofc though, Theon and Sansa already know each other. Might make it Yara/Margaery too haha
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megabuild · 5 months
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dear megabuild is there like. required ethubs reading out there. posts that are good for ethubs understanding that come to mind maybe. i dont think I could handle a full ethubs phase but my hand is itching for the pencil regardless so I figured I’d ask
so this has been sitting in my inbox for about a week as i try to structure the best recommendations i can but truly the only thing i can come up with is that to understand ethubs you literally just have to watch them. it's hard to explain just how reliant ethubs metaposting and analysis is on an understanding not just of their current dynamic but the dynamic they've shared over 10 years- which is a lot of content and can sound incredibly daunting, but literally.
having said that:
— videowise, obviously the full life series from either perspective but specifically last life. if you don't have the time or don't want to watch a full series, morry's ll ethubs megacut is a lifesaver. i also made a short post with some key ethubs clips a while ago.
— recommending fic here may seem against the spirit of analysis but believe me: wind back the clock and do it again on ao3 as beat by beat dissections of their relationship, though i can't speak to how easy either are to follow without an understanding of the context.
— peter bellshazes our ethubs lord who art in heaven has made a *ton* of posts about them so i would advise checking out their tag for the general life series. for personal recs id say this recent post on their current sl dynamic
— a few misc ones i like- on dead weight, alternating, avoidance, comparing ethubs to homewreckers
— technically not ethubs but i'm going to go ahead and link my required reading tag anyway which only includes like two posts but provide a good context and framework to analysis of the life series as a whole.
basically any of the posts i've linked come from blogs i would trust as Professional Ethubs Analysers so if you go through their tags you'll probably find a ton more. and if anyone has specific episodes or posts that they feel are important or summarise their dynamic please feel free to reblog and link them :) happy ethubsing!
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starfallkaz · 1 year
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Selwyn x Bree Moments I just know would happen if given the chance
1. so we got Bree cupping Sel’s hair and him relaxing into her touch (everyone say thank you miss Tracy), but we need Bree sitting down on the couch and Sel laying his head on her lap and her fingers stroking through his hair.
Bree quietly muttering under her breathe about how soft his hair is and it’s not fair bc he probably doesn’t need to deep condition and have a leave-in AND twist his hair up, even though sel can hear her the whole time, and he just softly smiles as she strokes his hair
Sel is so content and at peace he starts purring. Like his whole body just vibrates under her touch
after a couple minutes his eyes open and they’re the familiar gold that Bree adores. so quickly he swings an arm around Bree and pulls her down, laughing as she yelps in surprise, and presses their lips together
2. Bree would pretend to sneak up on Selwyn, both of them knowing full-well that Sel could detect it was her for probably over 50m away. And she throws her hands over his eyes. (She’s the only one Sel would ever let do that to him)
3. When one of them wrinkles their brow and the other would just softly kiss away the crease, or if Bree pouted and Sel just lifts his finger up to her bottom lip, tracing it with his thumb bc he could never do that before (he’d just have to stand there looking flustered and clenching his fist like Mr Darcy)
4. Bree when she’s ecstatic or happy (and after squealing with Alice) usually some variation on beaming at Selwyn or throwing herself into his arms. He can’t help but smile or laugh back bc she’s just so radiant.
5, and every time she hugs him and he has his head buried in her neck and the scent of her her her around him he feels like the luckiest person alive. How could she choose him, how?!!
6. Alice convincing Sel that he doesn’t need to come along to watch Bree in her first-attempt at a martial arts class at uni. That’s she’ll be fine and it’s a beginner’s friendly course. And Sel “agrees”.
Of course he’s actually in the rafters looking down. Making sure nobody hurts Bree. Several times he has to physically stop himself from descending to the ground when Bree hurts herself
at the end of the class Alice asks if Bree enjoyed it? Bree declares “it wasn’t for her.” They meet up with Selwyn who ‘emerges from a different building’
He slings an arm around Bree’s shoulder in greeting and she asks “and how did you enjoy my class bat boy?” And Sel tries to play it off but obviously Bree can sense his gaze and knows he was there. And he looks a bit sheepishly off to the side mumbling, “nothing I couldn’t have taught you”
7. I’m also just very here for Alice and Sel having a friendship?!?! Like Ik they argued a lot in Bloodmarked, and Alice was pretty eh about him, but them just softly bickering over mundane things. E.g. Sel commenting that bbq sauce is a disgrace, who would have it on their hot dog? And Alice taking that personally. Bree sighing and smiling bc she knows that Alice is forming a mental list of bullet point rebuttals and she is about to drag this man ALIVE
8. Bree in a crowd at uni and just feels those little pin prick’s on her back and automatically starts searching the crowd for him and moving in that direction. (sel’s heart is beating very fast watching her from the other side of the quad)
9. Sel and Bree still bickering over her safety and how Sel insists that he should be at Bree’s geology trip for a course she’s taking, and Bree thinks that’s silly bc it’ll only be a couple hours and they’re just looking at rocks. And Sel retorts “okay but what if you slip and hit your head on said rocks, then I have to run you back to William.” And Bree laughs, “Sel you don’t need to run me to William everytime I hurt myself in the slightest” and he quietly mutters something about “yes he does.”
10. Sel memorising the feeling of Bree’s body pressed against his when they hug. How he knows her eyes so intimately, how he knows her smile and that little dimple that appears when she’s grinning, and thinks to himself he’d give anything to be the reason for that smile
11. When they’re kissing and Bree kisses his neck, just under his jawline, for the first time. his breathe hitches, and he grasps her and pulls her impossibly close (she’s on his lap at this point). And Bree laughs against his jaw in a way that sends shudders right down his body. Bree pulls away and see’s how he’s barely able to control himself under her touch, his eyes are the deep gold almost brown of melted sugar. And that’s how Bree figures out Sel has a massive thing for neck kisses.
12. Bree endearingly referring to Sel as bat boy, because of his handy knack for dangling upside down, or just reaching high places and surveying the room. Sel pretends not to like the nickname (they both know he secretly likes it)
13. Bree calls Sel pretty at some point and he’s so flustered, he doesn’t know what to say, and not having the right words makes him more flustered which makes him scowl, until he’s just glaring at Bree that she just called him pretty. And Bree raises her eyebrow that she just complimented him but he’s glaring?? At her?? Sel doesn’t have the words to explain, so just pulls her to his chest, pressing a kiss to her forehead hoping that conveys how he’s feeling. Bree just sinks into his touch
14. When they’re kissing and Bree thinks to run her tongue gently along the points of his sensitive canines. The way Sel immediately shudders against her, going limp under her, yet impossibly restrained at the same time. Things escalate from there.
15. Someone calling Sel some vague sort of demon slur, and he shrugs it off but he has to almost physically restrain Bree from defending him. Fully prepared to fight anybody and everybody for Sel.
16. Sel aether drunk and he has to go off and cool himself down in the forest, to get rid of the energy. Bree waiting for him in his room, doing some work at his desk. He pulls himself through the window, stumbling to get his footing.
Bree gently scolds him about using the door when he’s aether drunk. And he stumbles over the room to her and stands between her legs where she’s sitting at the desk. His fingers trace her bottom lip, the shape of her face.
And Bree can just see how bright his eyes are, his flushed cheeks, damp hair. And he’s mumbling under his breathe in welsh, words that sound a lot like she’s beautiful, gorgeous, exclamations of wonder at her
(I need help, I just spent an hour writing this instead of studying. Got me giggling in my bed fr fr). I have many more where these came from if you want them
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rwby-encrusted-blog · 1 month
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mroe zelk and elm
Elm: My Daughter was in a fight?
Principal: Yes she was-
Elm: Did she win?
Principal: She handled the situation very maturely.
Elm: How so?
Principal: Well, the were trying to corner her - even so far as to physically push her, but she was able to break away from them and get to a staff member. We caught them on camera, and due to repeated offenses, the group has been suspended until further notice.
Elm: ... Is that all?
Zelk: Momma-
Elm: You know you could punch for touching you without permission?
Zelk: I know you wouldn't mind ...
Elm: Arbela, Punch them next time. Or kick them. Or Elbow- Whatever you can if they put their hands on you. You may talk until they get physical, in which case Punch them. Hard.
Zelk: ... Okay Momma.
Elm: Thank you Zelkova.
Principal: ... I would appreciate it if you didn't encourage her to harm other students-
Elm: *Raising Timber* YOU STAY OUT OF THIS!
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Elm: *With a cheeky grin* How is your game going Zelk? Is it still the ... Digital Lego Mining Craft? Or the Splatter Platoon?
Zelk: *Desperately* Momma. I know you know what they're actually called. Please stop this.
Elm: ... Last Fantasy-
Zelk: *Throws a rock at Elm*
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Elm: Harriet, I need to use the bathroom. Watch Zelk for a moment.
Harriet: Ederne, I'm an Ace-op, not a babysit-
Elm: *Rushing past her* Thank you! I owe you one!
Harriet: ... Ugh.
Harriet: *Turning to Zelk* Hey Kid.
Zelk: Hello Miss Bree! It is nice to meet you! You're very Pretty!
Harriet: ...
*20 Minutes Later*
Elm: Harriet! I assume that Zelk was no problem?
Harriet: Elm, if anything happens to Zelk, I am killing everyone in this room and then myself.
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Elm: ... Is it just me or is Arc-
Harriet: Don't finish that thought. I know you have a Daughter, but he is not that attractive, trust me, He might make a good father, he is good with kids, but I swear that kid has a second semblance where Mom's can't resist him! It's infuriating! Do you know how much casserole that kid donates? Have you seen the swathes of moms looking for some hot young bod to get their rocks off on? NO! I refuse to let you join them!
Elm: ... what are you on about? I was just going to ask if he would be was dating the Schnee girl.
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didyoutrydynamite · 10 months
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So, Jaune and Harriet are an old married couple, where they argue about some stuff like cuddling and stuff like that. I can see while they deny Elm's claim about being together, they do stuff like Jaune passing Harriet salt for her meal, like he knows when she wants it even when she doesn't say it.
Harriet: *Pulls her pants on* Thanks for the sess' as always. Now to go yell at some recruits for an hour.
Jaune: *Putting his shirt on* What'd they do?
Harriet: *Shrugs* Don't know yet. I'm sure I'll think of something by the time I get there.
Jaune: You're kinda evil, you know that?
Harriet: *Genuinely looks proud* Thanks. I try.
Jaune: Hey hold on, look at me for a sec.
Harriet: Huh? What?
Jaune: *Licks his thumb and index on both hands, then pinches her hair up into her two "bunny ears"* There we go.
Harriet: ...Did you really just put spit in my hair?
Jaune: What? Its not like thats the worse thing I've gotten in your hair so far.
Harriet: *Shoves his shoulder trying not to laugh* Gross! Asshole.
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