Are we not going to talk about this
“I always think you’re pretty”
feat. Ayato, Scaramouche, Thoma, Kazuha
AYATO
It wasn’t too often that Ayato would get a day off, but he made sure to free up at least one day to go to the festival with you.
You couldn’t help but feel self conscious of yourself when you walked alongside him. It wasn’t that you weren’t feeling your best- quite the opposite actually. In the days leading up to tonight, Ayaka helped you pick out your outfit and accessories for tonight. And earlier in the day, she and Thoma gave you a mini makeover.
Even you had to admit that you ended up looking really nice. The two probably worked super hard to get you to look like this.
“Ayato’s gonna fall in love with you all over again,” you recall Thoma saying.
You found Ayato already waiting at the festival entrance- and your jaw almost dropped. The soft lighting from the festival, paired with the petals falling about, your boyfriend looked absolutely ethereal in your eyes.
Ayato greets you with a quick peck, his gaze growing softer by the minute.
“You look quite handsome today,” you giggle, your hands finding his to hold.
“And you look quite pretty today too, I suppose this is the work of my sister and Thoma?” he asks, lips already curling up into a smile as you nod.
“But you know,” Ayato hums, carefully brushing away a fallen petal off of your head, “I always think you’re pretty.”
Turns out you were the one falling in love with him all over again.
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I mentioned how the Forgers have developed habits around where they sit around the dining table and the living room, especially Twilight who has his preferred seats.
But in this episode, we see other habits the family has developed that show just how domesticated they - especially Twilight - has become.
Yor is the one who washes the dishes - again, something we've seen since the start of the series, but now it's just how the family works. She also makes the tea and coffee.
And there's a moment where Twilight just wordlessly and reflexively hand his coat to Yor when he comes back home with Anya and Bond, as if that's just what he always does.
Twilight walks the dog - we know from later chapters that that is his responsibility while Yor is the one who bathes Bond. He's the one who helps Anya with her homework. He's the one who cooks (when the family wants something edible)...
Both husband and wife have settled into their roles in the family. What Yor doesn't do well, Twilight does, what Twilight knows Yor does better, she has the responsibility.
The last point here is that Fiona says she knows Twilight would be away from home, walking his dog. She could have just been tailing him... except he would have noticed. It suggests Twilight has developed a routine, not something a good spy would do.
It is doubtful even Twilight has noticed these habits and routines. He probably thinks he's changed how he lives his life because of the mission. Sure, Jan.
by happy accident I finished this on xiao’s bday
♡ Thoma’s love language is physical touch, and he cannot bear not having skin to skin contact with you!
A/N: Pure fluff with gender neutral reader! My first post on here hehehe~
Lovestruck Thoma who can’t keep his hands off you; oftentimes he doesn’t even realize it himself, but anytime the two of you are out, at the very least you can expect a hand on your lower back or your arms intertwined together. It’s just his love language, always gravitating to show his appreciation for you in gentle caresses of your cheek, a nuzzle of your noses, a sweet squeeze of your arm.
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I CANNOT KINIKILIG NAKO QHAHAHAHH
"ikaw at ikaw means you," you softly tap his nose, "and you."
shoto's lips met the finger that answered his question. the chorus of a song repeated those unfamiliar tagalog words, and for the past week, it's the one stuck in your mind. there wasn't a day where he didn't hear the tune either from you humming or having it play on your phone.
today was a free day. cuddled up in your dorm, unoccupied by nothing but each other's company, he presumed this is the perfect time to cure his curiosity. perhaps shoto can understand and like it as well.
"what's with the repetition though?" he asks.
"hmm." you face him, intrigued with his interest. "guess."
"i don't know the rest of the words," he cautions, staring blankly, "... or what they mean."
to which you only respond stating— "that's the fun part."
for the next few minutes, your lover had his fair share of guesses. from chosen heroes or picking friends from a big group, his answers somehow made sense.
this seemed more difficult than any exam he had to answer. though the process was a lot more fun. especially as he sees your face light up when it sounds like he's about to get it right. when it goes far, the way you keep a chuckle and intend to hear his explanation has him going further to eventually make you laugh. it was a cycle he'd be willing to get stuck in for as long as time permits.
you gave him a clue which was the title of the song, but it may have made his answers go a longer distance.
"...so it's not about their dog?"
"no, Pasilyo is not a tagalog pet name, " you sheepishly answer, holding a grin. his eyes narrow, still confused but determined.
"but you know, maybe a kiss could get me to answer." you tease but it's a win-win, so how would he resist? he cups your face and nods, taking your offer seriously— catching you a bit off guard. he starts with peppering kisses on your face before eventually meeting your lips.
you pause in between, gazing adoringly as you sway a bit of his disheveled hair. "it's just a cliche love song, dummy."
he still doesn't understand most of the lyrics or the main context of the song. but one thing for sure, whatever he feels is probably close— shoto has heart that screams you, and only you.
୨୧ this is,,, vv self-indulgent hehe aLSO I AM OBSESSED WITH THIS SONG TITLED PASILYO TOO MUCH HELP ME
soft loidyor doodles from this week 💖
!gn reader ★a/n : three small hcs per character ◕‿↼
★ Characters: Kazuha, Dottore, Zhongli, Ayato, Scaramouche, Diluc, Childe, Gorou, Venti, Heizou, Albedo, Tighnari, Kaeya, Thoma, Xiao, Pantalone ★
He gets caught staring at you too much. Has been guilty of subconsciously scribbling down your name with hearts in a notebook. He likes it when Klee takes you along with her to Dragonspine. So much so, that whenever Klee doesn't, he tries to subtly suggest to her to take you along again.
When he’s annoyed from thinking about you too much, he’ll bite down on something. This might range from his own tongue to a pencil.
He has named experiments after you.... ρ(・ω`・、)
He loves to show off any of his creations or discoveries to you.
Its genuinely hard for him to go out to any shopping center and not splurge on gifts for you.
He loves, loves using pet names for you
One of his great pleasures in life is seeing you get all dressed up.
Sometimes, if he’s alone in bed, he’ll randomly whisper your name in the dark.
When he sips wine, deep in thought, half the time, he’s just thinking of you.
He likes it when you tease him back
You can talk to Kazuha normally and then out of blue, he’ll get the exact inspiration he needed for the next line of his haiku.
At any time he suspects you’re uncomfortable, he’ll gently hold your hand.
When he’s cooking for you, he tries a little harder to make it taste good.
The kinda guy who puts up positive sticky notes around the house.
If he’s cooking for you, he’ll incorporate cute little faces on the dish for you.
He also goes on a journey to find your favorite tea recipe and perfect it for those days you’re feeling particularly down.
He lets you wear his hat if you ask nicely
Occasionally, he’ll say something so considerate towards you, it may at first feel out of character.
If it’s hot outside and he has only one cool treat on hand, he will, “absentmindedly” give it to you. ( the reverse stays true in cold weather )
You hum a song, and Venti will have that same song stuck in his head for hours to come.
When you’re relaxing under somewhere, like the Windrise tree, Venti will sit by your side for your company.
Every now and then, Venti saves up his bard earnings to properly treat you at someplace nice. (´∀`)b
He’s prone to quietly following you around when he feels anxious ( with or without your knowledge…)
It’s only through you he’ll try out any mortal dishes.
When you come to visit him, he always has this quiet glimmer in his eye.
Seeing you after its been some time never fails to make his tail wag.
Gorou will be happy to give you free piggyback rides.
It may be too dramatic for him to say casually, but he would 100% die for you.
He keeps descriptions about his studies or flora encountered brief enough, but with you, he lets himself enthuse about it more.
He lets you pet his ears. Best privilege ever. ( ^O^ )
If you’re not paying attention, he might sneak a flower into your hair.
Finds any little excuse he can to touch you.
He always has a lot to talk about with you, ( mostly regarding to his cases )
Watch as you never lose your keys, pens, or any other small items again.
You two are out shopping, anywhere, and if you’re about to buy something that caught your eye, he’ll offer to cover the price. Everytime.
After an exhausting day, you’re the first and only person he wants to see.
He’ll also take the time to acquaint you with his falcon.
He completely trusts you with his family.
At times he has to leave abroad, he always keeps a memento of you on hand. Whether it be a photograph or a small charm.
When he can return to you, he likes to do it by surprise to see your reaction.
Busy, but somehow he always manages to squeeze a little time for you.
He’s attentive to what you wear, if you have a button undone, he’ll come forward and happily fix it for you.
He never misses an anniversary or any other special occasion.
Sometimes, he recalls a particular story so that you might find it humorous.
He’s willing take a walk with you at anytime of the day.
With him, you’ll never get scammed.
turns out the rock solid and dependable thoma has a tendency to be clingy when he's sick.
1k words. just fluff and soft.
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it was this morning when the news was brought to you telling thoma has come down with a slight fever. to say it's strange was an understatement. your ever so reliable boyfriend who's so fond on taking care of people that he's always in a top-notch condition got sick? but alas, after witnessing his condition with your own very eyes, it turns out the news was no deception.
his body glued to his futon, breath somewhat ragged, his cheeks dusted red. you frowned seeing he's in pain.
"____?" he called out meekly, probably sensing a familiar presence. "i'm here, do you need something?" you combed his golden locks back, carefully not to disrupt the position of the towel on his forehead. his eyes still in a daze, the discomfort of the illness was apparent on his expression. "you should go back home, i don't want you catching what i have," he said, although it was quite obvious that he did not want you going anywhere by the way he was already holding your hand the moment he saw you.
"hmm, are you sure?" you said teasingly, staring at your still tightly-gripped hand. thoma was quite for a moment, torn between indulging his vulnerable selfish desire or letting you go. he nodded as a response, reluctantly loosening his hold on your hand. you just chuckled at his generous stubbornness. it would have been perfectly fine if he wanted you to stay.
"well i can't really say no to a sick person can i? i'll come back later then, feel better soon love." you leaned in and kissed his half-lidded eyelid gently. however before you could get back up you felt his hands entrapped you, pulling you so your body stayed on top of him. "umm thoma, honey?" you called him, worried something might be wrong.
"want you to stayyy," he whimpered; finally giving in. his tone was almost childlike, sounded so needy that you could not really believe your ear. however this made you giddy.
you love your reliable boyfriend with all or your heart, but sometimes you were worried that he's not putting himself first at times. you also wanted to be the one who takes care of him. and in this moment of weakness, a chance finally arrived that you could pamper and spoil him rotten without him attempting to turn the tables on you. also may you add that clingy thoma was extremely adorable.
"and i'm here baby i'm not going anywhere," you said as you raise your head, resting your gaze on his reddened face. "but to make sure," he trailed off, taking the towel on his forehead and put it aside. "thoma, you needed that-" but before you could finish your sentence, suddenly you were under him, the golden-haired male rested his head on your chest, getting comfortable. this way, you couldn’t really go now could you? "it's fine, the fever wasn't that bad anyway," he mumbled although he obviously shouldn't be the judge of that.
you sighed softly, "should i really be taking the word of a man who's clearly delirious?" you played with his hair, untangling the tangled strand of locks here and there. "if anything, i think you could be a little lenient to your poor and weak sick lover." he said, palpably satisfied as to how the whole thing escalated.
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that was four hours ago.
you had watched him nap, talked a little, but there's still no sign of him letting you go any soon. or in other words, you're really trapped.
"thoma, please? i just wanted to grab a glass of warm water for you," you said while writing gestures on his back, trying to grab his attention. thoma responded by snuggling closer--if that's even possible. so that's a no.
you tried again. "hey, i'm gonna get angry you know?" you faked a scolding tone. he immediately lifted up his face to stare at you pleadingly. continuing the parade will feel like kicking a puppy so you dropped it quickly. "fine maybe i won't, but you need to stay hydrated and i can even make a quick snack for you while i'm at it," you stated, thinking perhaps bribing would work. he pondered, the thought of your cooking has caught his attention.
"okay," he finally agreed, reluctantly getting up just to lie back down on the pillow because of the dizziness. you sat up, preparing to go to the kitchen before yet again a pair of hands pulled you back in. huh hasn't this happened before????
your back rested nicely against his chest, his hands secured safely around your stomach. "thomaaa," this time you whined, he has trapped you in his embrace yet again. not that you didn't like it, but you just wanted to make sure he's feeling content; not thirsty or hungry.
"what?" he replied innocently. "don't you want something to drink or eat?" you asked, genuinely concerned. "you being here is my medicine, really." and that wasn't a lie, with you by his side on such close proximity already made him thousand times better than when he woke up this morning. "there's no way that's medically true."
you just sighed, giving in. "alright then, but that was your chance okay? i won't bring you a glass of water even if you beg me to later." you fumed. that was a lie of course. you could be running in full speed right this very second searching for help if thoma expresses the slightest form of discomfort.
"and mine is quite clingy when he's sick"
he chuckled, "my lover is so kind."
"and you love him"
you laughed.
"and i love him."