AMORA THERE ARE ACTUAL HAPPY TEARS ON MY EYES RN YOU'RE THE SWEETEST ššš
I totally get being super busy, you've got this!! I'm sure it'll all turn out just fine!
Summary: Through the haziness of his sickness, your light shines through. You stay by his side and Riddle's heart blossoms for you.
Notes: gn!reader, sickfic, fluff, could be read as a continuation of my other Riddle oneshot but it's not necessary to understand, super self indulgent, established relationship, Riddle's mother is it's own warning
Spring is the time for warmth, the time to watch the flowers bloom and appreciate the calming breeze. Winter is the contrary, it's the time for the chill, the time for the skies to open and cry onto the earth.Ā
Riddle usually was prepared for such times, of course. He'd check the weather cast everyday to make sure to bring an umbrella or a coat with him and text you to do the same. The thing is, he was also very busy, what with the finals weeks and winter vacation coming, as the Housewarden he had to deal with more paperwork than usual and keep an eye on the Heartslabyul's students to make sure they were keeping up with their studies. Since Trey wasn't the vice housewarden anymore, having moved on to the next grade and doing his reasearch somewhere at the Queendom of Roses, Riddle had more work than he was used to.
You made sure to check on him, reminding him to take breaks periodically. You even went to his room yourself, a tray of hand made sweets and tea in your hands. Riddle could feel the warmth of spring through his entire being as he looked at your gentle smile. He'd stop everything he was doing to spend some time with you, talking about your days in a way that brought peace for his soul for a moment, no thoughts spared for the mountains of paperwork left to do.
Still, it was due to having such a stressful schedule that he got too caught up with his work and forgot to check the weather cast one day. It was only one day, a little slip, but it cost him. On that day, Lady Luck turned her head away from him and the heavens poured onto the campus of NRC. What's worst, Riddle had been on the botanical garden when it happened, tending to his alchemy experiment. He only noticed the downpour once it was too late to run back safely, getting caught in the middle of it.
And that's how Riddle Rosehearts found himself on the nurse's office, body burning up and cursing his unattentiveness.
Riddle remembers when he got sick once, as a child. He felt terrible, hot all over, sweating and dizzy. What's worse, he couldn't concentrate on his books at all, his eyes felt heavy and kept closing on their own. He just wanted to sleep, but he still had to finish one exercise. His hands trembled as he tried to write some gibberish, he'd never felt so bad before. His eyes watered and his vision was blurry, words getting mixed with the others, although there was one thing he could see clear as day. His mother disappointed face as she came to check on him.Ā
She put the back of her hand against his forehead and the cold felt so good against his burning skin, he couldn't help but lean into it, closing his eyes in relief and letting out a whimper. The sensation was gone sooner than it appeared, leaving Riddle to almost topple over with the weight of his own head. She said something about him not listening when she warned him about the climate change, as winter approaching tended to bring such colds. He couldn't listen properly, his head was full of mush, he could barely keep his eyes open. She tutted and grabbed him by the arm, getting him up so fast he felt like throwing up, his vision blacking out for a second and losing his footing, only that firm brusing hand on his arm keeping him up.Ā
She took him to his bed and gave him some bitter medicine, telling him to stay put for the rest of the day. He obliged, as always, what else could he do? His mother was a doctor, she knew what she was talking about. He knew she had better, more important things to do than look for her disobedient son that went and got himself sick. She's a busy woman, so busy that outside of lessons he almost never saw her. He understood, she had to work hard to keep herself at the top, and that meant she didn't have much free time to spare him. Still, he felt very lonely in such a vulnerable state. Alone in his room, the aching in his chest felt worse than the cold. The red of the wall burnt his eyes, so he burried himself on the covers, still sweating, hugged his pillow on his chest and wished, desperately hoped, for it to go away soon.
The sensations from back then come to haunt him again.Ā There's shivers breaking out on his body but his skin burns, he can't decide if he's running too cold or too hot or too much. His muscles weight a ton, holding him back on the bed, making his movements sluggish. He wants to rip out his vocal cords and weave new ones, ones that won't grant on his ears and won't rasp his throat with every syllable.
He can hear the door opening. It's not the nurse, but you. Through the haziness of his sickness, your light shines through. You stay by his side and Riddle's heart blossoms for you.
You have a worried look in your eyes as you pull a chair to sit next to his bed, eyeing him with concern. He hates that he's a bother, that he caused you distress over something so easily avoidable. Even so, your presence washes over him as if cleansing his soul. He's glad to see you, he realizes. He's glad to not be left alone.
There's a cup of water in your hands, and he gladly takes it, greedily downing it. The liquid freezes all the way down his throat, his flaring insides lapping it up, he wants to drink more and more. Your hand takes his and makes him slow down, least he chokes. It's a little thing, but this simple gesture makes his insides flutter. You take the glass from his hands once he's done, putting it on the bedside table and focusing your whole attention on him. He wants to drink up the sight of you.
The way Riddle looks at you leaves you breathless, fever ridden lidded eyes glancing through his lashes as if you were everything he could ever need. You hung up the stars on the sky, you painted every color of the sunset, you were the sun and the moon, the cosmos itself. He looked with so much adoration, as if he couldn't believe that you were still there, with him of all people. Him. You choose him and you stayed with him and he was so, so grateful for it.
You call out his name softly, oh so softly, and give him a kiss on the forehead, your lips leaving a tingling sensation. He wanted to berate you, to tell you to not that, since you could get sick too, but no word left his sore throat, he couldn't gather the strenght to protest against something that felt so good. Instead, he lets the words that run through his mind leave his tongue, unfiltered.
"You shouldn't be worrying about me, you have more important things to care about."
You smile, a bittersweet thing, eyes contemplating, as if asking youself 'doesn't he get it?' He's not in the best state to read your expression, though. You tenderly put your hand on his forehead, moving some hair sticking there and feeling his warmth. He leans into the touch, a satisfied sigh leaving his lips.
"Oh, Riddle, I'm taking care of something important. In fact, I can't think of a single thing that could be more important than you. The rest can wait, I want to make sure you're ok first and foremost."
Riddle's eyes widen and he opens his mouth to say something, anything, but nothing comes out. What could he say to that? His vision blurries, but he isn't sure if it's because of the fever or something else. Maybe it has something to do with the way your eyes gaze at him, so full of unfiltered love that Riddle could never doubt a word that falls from your lips, doesn't matter if they seem too good to be true.
You giggle at his cute dumbfounded expression, teasing him a little. "Cat got your tongue?"
He pouts, cheeks puffing up a bit and turns his head away. It's extremely endearing, you can't help but let out a laugh. Your hand run through his bangs, taking them off his sweaty skin, massaging his temples. He closes his eyes, pure relief flowing through him.
It felt nice to be taken care of like this, the simple comfort of your steady presence by his side made him feel like he was safe, like it would be alright, that he could let go and trust you'd take care of him. He wanted to grip onto this feelings and not let go, let them fill him up and chase the disease out of his system. One of his hands lifted to cover yours that was still in his forehead, a childish impulse to make sure you'd stay. You let out another soft laugh, the sound being enough to make him breath better, lifting a weight from his chest. You'd stay, he was sure of it. You always do.
Still,Ā Riddle felt disgusting, runny nose and sticky skin, face as red as his hair. He wanted to get out of his dermis, rinse his bones until they shined and stopped feeling like that, unbearably dirty. But you didn't move away from him, your expression was always that of worry and fondness, never of disgust. "I'd never be disgusted of you, Riddle." You murmur, and he must have let his thoughts slip through his loose tongue. "It's a normal reaction, you can't control it. There's no reason to feel ashamed." It's so easy to fall for your words, so easy to let himself fully believe in them, so easy to accept the reassurance.
Riddle can take care of himself. He doesn't need to be babied and he doesn't need anyone's pity. He wants to do things his way, he doesn't want to depend on anyone, doesn't want to look weak. But your gentle voice echoes in his head, saying that's ok to ask for help. He doesn't need to do everything alone, he can count on you. And he trusts you so much, with his entire soul, so he lets you stay by his side. He knows that once he wakes up, you'll still be there. You always stay.Ā
"Rest up, dear." Your voice hypnotizes him, there's no way to not listen when you hold so much fondness in a single word, a single word that makes his heartbeat run faster and a his lips curl upwards.
He lets himself fall freely in the feeling of your love. Your breathing lulling him to sleep, his fingers gripping your hand and not letting go. His eyes close softly, naturally, and the tension seeps away from his body. You'll take good care of him, he's sure. You'll hold his worries in your hands, taking them out of his mind to let him rest.
There's no doubt in his mind that what he feels is love. Outside, the harsh winds of winter cut through the sky. Inside, the soft warmth of spring envelops his sleep.
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Hi hi I read your rules and I couldn't see if you were doing reqs or not so if your not just ignore this! :] /gen
Could I perhaps ask something with Leona or Ruggie? Reader is just very tired from NRC's usual craziness and wants to go to one of them as a recharge.
Gn!reader please and thank you :))
hiii nonie!! sorry for the long wait š as mentioned in this other request, I do take them, it just takes me a while to get to it! I hope you like it š«¶
Summary: Leona and Ruggie with a tired reader that wants to recharge!
Notes: gn!reader, fluff, I did short scenarios since there wasn't a specified format, I guess their relationship is kind open to interpretation? they could either be dating or close friends, you chose!
You were exhausted. Seriously, after having to deal with NRC students' antics for days on end, babysit Grim, Ace and Deuce, do Crowley's chores and study for subjects you've never even heard of some months ago, you felt like you were at your wits end.
Leona
Eyes dropping and body tired, you just wanted to rest for a bit, maybe take a nap to recharge your energy. You really felt like you were about to drop on spot if you had to do one more thing without getting some sleep in first.Ā
That's why you found yourself at the botanical garden in the middle of the day. After leaving Grim with your friends and trusting them to take care of him (may the Sevens have mercy on NRC), you've wandered to a place you knew would be quiet enough that nobody would disturb you.
Not only that, but you were also looking for someone. Scanning the temperate zone, you perk up a bit once you spot the figure of Savanaclaw's housewarden lazily dozing off on a sunny spot.
Quick steps approach him, stopping in their tracks once you're right in front of him. You kneel down, waiting for his deep rumble as he lazily opens one eye to peek at you
"It's you, herbivore. What do you want?"
His blunt words may sound rude, but you knew he didn't mean any harm by it. Instead of answering him, you silently worm your way into his arms, nuzzling your face against his neck.Ā
If it where anyone else, they would have been sent to the infirmary in the blink of an eye, although no one else had the courage to do what you just did. Since it is you, Leona only lets out an amused chuckle and wraps his arms around your body, head resting on the top of yours.Ā
"The brats are giving you trouble, hm?"Ā
Your groan is confirmation enough for him, making him let out a huff of laughter.Ā
"Then lets forget them for now. You can stay as long as you don't stir too much, I want to be able to sleep too, you know."
A prolonged hum is his only answer, your drowsiness taking over as your eyelids feel heavier and heavier. The warmth of his body, the comfort of his arms securing you, the smell of his faint cologne and the nature around you, the sound of his calm breathing and the little river running nearby, the feeling of beingĀ safeĀ all allowed you to relax for the first time in weeks.
In less than a minute you were already sleeping, little huffs of breath ghosting over his skin, the rise and fall of your chest accompanying his own. Leona's tail swished from side to side, pleased with your company, even if he wouldn't admit to it.Ā
He wouldn't let anyone disturb your sleep, enjoying this moment between the two of you for as long as he could. If you end up waking up hours later than you intended to, he'll just shrug and tell you he was sleeping too. Besides, you needed the extra rest, so you better thank him.Ā
Leona isn't the best with words of comfort, hence his actions will speak louder. He tends to pay attention to you, more than you'd think, so if he sees you're getting too tired again, he might subtly suggest another nap. He'll make sure you'll be able to get all the rest you might need, as nobody would dare to disturb him and, by extension, you.
Ruggie
Your shoulders sagged and you dragged your feet through the floor, the fatigue catching up to you after a handful of stressful days. All the responsabilities that were throw your way and your concern of whether you'd be able to go back to your home, yourĀ world, were taking their toll on you.Ā
The thing you needed the most was somewhere to rest, both your mind and body. You've been wanting to spend some time with Ruggie, as you two were very close and you guessed he also could take a break, but he's always busy, running errands for Leona and taking on side jobs.
You sigh dejectedly as you open the door of Ramshackle, preparing yourself to try to actually get some hours of sleep instead of tossing and turning around the bed, mulling over your troubles.
"Welcome!"Ā
Jumping in surprise, you lift your head to see Ruggie laughing at your reaction, his giggles making his shoulders shake in mirth, tail swishing back and forth.
"Oh, you had to see your face! Weren't you expecting to see me here?"
You stutter something, so jumbled not even you could understand, and he only laughs harder, hand covering his mouth in a signature gesture.
"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't resist it. You looked so cute, like a scared rabbit." It's clear he isn't sorry at all, the grin on his face being proof enough. Though you don't get mad at his antics. In fact, they even made you feel a bit better, a small smile gracing your face in return as you gently shake your head
Gesturing to the couch, you make yourselves comfortable. Leaning onto Ruggie, you let the weight of your preoccupations wash away from you, focusing on how the touch of his side against yours feels grounding, how his arm wrapped around you and hand rubbing circles on your skin feels soothing, how you're finally able to relax.
"Sorry, I know I've been too busy lately, but you know I'll always find time for you, right?" Gazing at him, you can tell he's genuine this time, the sincerity in his tone and expression reassuring you. You nod and let out a hum, closing your eyes and letting your head rest against his shoulder.Ā
Ruggie laughes affectionately, head resting against yours. One of your hands finds his hair and starts playing with it, you mumble a request: "Tell me about your day."
Ruggie's voice is quiet as he tells you what happened in his classes that day, what ridiculous tasks Leona had given him, what trouble the Savanaclaw students got into, and so on. His voice lulls you into relaxation, your breath slowing.
Soon enough, both are making use of this moment of quietness and peace in your usual hectic lives, recharging your energies.
As someone who tends to overwork himself as well, Ruggie knows how to recognize when you're in need for a break. If he notices more prominent eyebags or sluggish movements coming from you, he'll do his best to make sure you can relax for a moment and reassure your worries. You do the same for him, after all, you take care of each other.
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Happy (almost) spooky month!!
Iāve been getting a bunch of love for the vampire au, so first of all, thank you so much!! Iām genuinely obsessed with vampires and just having fun with them so Iām really glad you all are enjoying these HCs! I put a lot of thought into them and reading your notesā¦..I love it tysm
I have TWO (2) announcements regarding the au to make!! Donāt worry, theyāre quick.
Number 1: You can make requests specifcally for the vampire au!! Actually, Iām asking you to. Please do because Iād like to write a few things for Halloween/October. It doesnāt have to be x reader, either! If you want a piece of lore (and if I have the answer lol) Iād be happy to expand upon bits and pieces between characters and whatnot. Whether itās HCs or a little fic depends on my mood and the time I have.Ā
Just request via the usual google form and make sure to put (Vampire AU) or something else to specify in the box where you type your request! [I know that the more special scenarios I add the more confusing requesting gets, so if you want specific groups of people or something that I donāt have boxes just write it in the request box in the form and Iāll figure it out <3 Sorry to be picky but the gform genuinely helps me stay motivated]
Number 2: Iāve gotten a little bit of interest in this, so I hope I donāt come across as arrogant, but! If you want to write something using this AU or the bones of it, feel free!! I figured Iād lay out a little guide-ish for you beneath the cut if youāre interested <3 (If youāre not reading on, tysm again!)
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BEE IM CRYING YOU'RE LITTLE TAG NOTES ALWAYS MAKE ME WANT TO CRY AND GIGGLE
AMORINHA AMOR MEU YOUR FICS ALWAYS MAKE ME WANNA HAPPY-CRY AND GIGGLE TOO I LOVE THEM SM <333
Congratulations for the 100 followers, Pandoa! It was so difficult to decide a character but I'll go with Silver for this one. So I choose lilacs and violets for Silver with the theme of ballroom waltz. I thought picking up the forest would be a little cliche and I always loved the end of Sleeping Beauty as a kid. As I said other times, take your time to write it! Hope you're well and everything is fine <3
Lilacs ~ āyou are my first. allow me to be your onlyā
Violets ~ āif only this dream would never endā
~silver x gender neutral reader~
warnings: reader is described to be wearing a dress, but it is still gender neutral! if youāre not quite into that, my apologies :,) i was imagining the final scene of sleeping beauty when writing this, and the flowy ball gown just had to be included
AAA CHERRY TYSM <333 i'm doing well lol i'm wishing all is good with you too~ i really hope you like this!! i know how much you love silver and sleeping beauty, so i do hope you enjoy what i put together hehe
ā”a dream with your eyes openā”
You and Silver had every person in the royally grand ballroom captivated by your darling waltz. Throughout the polished floors of Briar Valleyās refined palace, the both of you glided across the room, twirling with no other care in the world like two flowers swaying in the whistles of a soft breeze. Each personās attention was focused on you and himāand you and him alone. Entranced by the way your dress had glimmered and shined underneath the palaceās chandeliers with every twist Silver had whirled you in, the other attendees of the ball stepped back in amazement with your elegance, giving you more space to continue your little danceāalthough you both had not noticed. Simply watching the two of you become lost in each otherās movements filled them with life. It was as if a desirable spell was cast to enthrall them with your fairness and Silverās princely nature, and they were falling directly into it.Ā
Dancing with Silver had been like soaring on a delicate cloud in the sky. He gently grasped your hand in his as he guided you over to the other side of the ballroom, swiftly and smoothly, with every step of his landing with the softness of a woodland bluebird. Every movement of his was done so balletically, with him skillfully shuffling his feet to the rhythm of the music and you following beside him admiring the boyās enchanting aura. However, do not be fooled by his poised disposition. A small, barely even noticeable, rosy-tint formed on Silverās cheeks as it was the first time he had ever waltzed with someone so⦠passionately. It made him move with a little more handsomeness, speak with a little more sophistication, and even made him feel like he could overcome his usual sleepiness with the unexplainable amount of energy his feelings had given him. You were just so charming to be aroundāhe couldnāt help but admire you the way he did.Ā
Breaking the comfortable silence between the two of you, Silver had decided to fill it with a few spontaneous words of his thoughts. The young man felt it was the perfect moment to directly show you just how much he cared for you, and what better way to do it than to say it out straight like the honorable guard he was?Ā
āYou are my first,ā Silver suddenly whispered into your ears as he spun you back into his arms, still swaying to the orchestral symphony performing for the palaceās ball, āAllow me to be your only.ā
āDo you really mean that?ā you curiously questioned his endearing statement.Ā
āOf course I do. Has there ever been a time where Iāve lied to you?ā
āNo,ā you quickly replied with a small smile, peering up to Silverās auroral eyes that looked back at you with a certain gleam to their light, ānever.ā
Silver, upon hearing your satisfying answer, continued to then gracefully stabilize his hold on your waist and slowly dipped you towards marble tiles of the ballroom floor in a grand conclusion to your dance. People were heard applauding your performance while you were left flustered at the way your chest was pressed up against his own, with your close proximity and his embrace on your body preventing you from completely collapsing to the ground.Ā
You gazed up at him, feeling exhilarated. āIf only this dream would never end.ā
āEven if it did end, Iād still love you just as much when I awake,ā the princely man in front of you replied as he lifted you back up to stand on your own. āThe way I did in a dream, in some time, in some way.ā
āYou know what Iād do, yes?ā
a/n: did u catch where i tried very subtly referencing lyrics from āonce upon a dreamā lol
tw; mention of blood and death
MALLEUS DRACONIAĀ curses himself for being weak. heās always prided his strength as crown prince, but as you lay in his arms, weak and bloody, he resents himself.Ā
āiām sorry,ā he murmurs into your palm, kissing the tips of your fingers as you cry. āi am so, so, sorry.āĀ
you squeeze his hand, tears running down your cheeks as you intertwine your fingers together. āiām scared, malleus.ā you whisper, hands shaking.
malleus has never known pain this excruciating. it pulls him apart, tears his limbs, gnaws at his nerves.Ā
āwait for me.ā he pleads, bowing his head into your arms. āi beg of you.āĀ
you smile. āiāll always wait for you, malleus.āĀ
youāre still smiling when you pass. itās only hours later does lilia finally pull malleus from your body, eyes red and face gaunt as he whispers his final farewell.Ā
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Ok but hear me out floyd also thinks hes his character cause he was part of the plan āthat would be terrifying
but also rip to the s/o of any of the boys cause imagine they still recognize them as their partner ajfhf jade wants to make u a mummy to be with you forever,and azul cant speak JEHFG
YES THAT'D BE SO FUNNY (and scary), tho imagine he tries to get out of the water tank and forgets he can switch to his human form so he stays in his merform on the ground ššš
honestly me, personally? if Jade wanted to turn me into a mummy to spend eternity with him I'd let him. yes ofc let's get matching cursed outfits!! sorry to the others trying to solve this mess but they are on their own now, the moment Jade appears I'm switching sides
Azul just... staring intensely at his S/O until they get the hint. it will take a while. he's trying ok, it's hard when he can't talk. Jade will just watch him struggle and laugh lol
Short little thing of when Malleus first met Silver
Hi hi! I just wanted to thanm you for the super nice tags on my jade series. They were the first thing i saw when i woke up so im vv happy!! Also, your layout is super pretty and may the mischievous cat visit your dreams asdhdls
Good morning dear!! Thank you for sending an ask, that's literally so sweet of you ?? I'm grinning so wide right now, if anything I should be the one thanking you for writing such an amazing series!! ALSO THAT'S SO NICE OF YOU, Che'nya is welcomed in my dreams anytime !!!
I have a lot to say but I didn't want to spam your notifications so I kept to the abridged version in the tags ksjdlskdksk well, since you're here I'll talk a bit more about my thoughts on it (under the cut), hope you don't mind ^^
I first read it before setting up my account actually and it stayed in my mind because you work very well with catching the readers attention and making them curious!! also, I loved your Jade characterization, how you describe his feelings of shock and his thought process, his opinions on humans, the way he tries to distance himself but can't, either due to his curious nature or the universe trying to play matchmaker (or both, who knows). I'm going to be honest and admit I don't like soulmate aus that much (dunno, the idea there's someone predetermined for u it's kinda suffocating ig) but this one got a GRIP on me. LITERALLY YOU MADE ME GET INTERESTED. I love love love how Jade tried to challenge that cliche within these types of aus of immediately throwing his things to the air to persue his soulmate, how he keeps his interests in mind first and foremost!! (although I did find very funny how Azul admited he would just abandon everything on spot)
at the end of the first chapter I was SHOCKED FLABBERGASTED STUNNED AT A LOSS FOR WORDS literally just stared at my phone for a while processing it because it was the LAST thing I'd have expected to happen. and immediately hurried to read the next part because I needed to know what would happen after that.
his inner thoughts on the beggining of chapter 2 made so much sense it was SO satisfactory!!! "A soulmate to him was this entirely new concept. He did not dream of someone filling him up with overflowing emotions. Jade wasn't empty." THIS THIS THIS it's soooo in accordance with his character.
The elective class made me curious to take it as well, honestly, Crowley please accept my enrollment letter I wanna be there too. The way he can't help but want to know the reader's name, so interested in them while they don't even know about him?? SOOO GOOD!!! the idea of him wanting to know reader's name is. so endearing. it's just an innocent interest you know?? him getting his hopes up about reader's beliefs and then being let down immediately WAS SO FUNNY, especially after they don't raise their hand on the soulmates one LMAO
him still thinking about reader's name makes me feel. some sort of way. imagine someone being so interested in you even your NAME becomes an object of interest??? I. I want it.
the opposites attract bit is SO TRUE that's what I think as well!! I'd love someone who compliments me well so we can share experiences and help each other grow! but I'd never be with someone whose core values are drastically different than mine.
also it's very funny that he thought of just. straight up telling the reader about what happened just to see their reaction. HIS HOPES GETTING UP AGAIN (even mine got up after the string reappeared) AND THEN HIM NOT WANTING THE STRING TO BE CUT? HIM STANDING TOO STUNNED TO SPEAK AFTER READER MENTIONS A BOYFRIEND?? THAT WAS. SO FUNNY, THE JADE HUMBLING you're so right I love him but sometimes he should be knocked down a peg. just for funsies
chapter 4 was actually really cute!! finally some interactions between the two! I was kind of surprised about reader lying, but more so about Jade noticing the flowers enough to know the meaning of them, which was also pretty endearing, in it's own way.
"Always. Always if they are connected to you. Perhaps he was the silly one. But you smiled. That was enough." SCREAMING SOBBING SHAKING SLIDING DOWN THE WALL
and. I'm so curious about chapter 5. will Jade finally learn reader's name? will reader discover about their soulmate connection?? will the red string come back??? this and much more in the next issue of A human myth of red, stay tuned!!
in conclusion: thank you for your series I have. many thoughts about it. it has stayed in my mind and I've been thinking about it! you're doing great <33
-boops your nose- send this to ten blogs you think are lovely and deserve a boop on the nose.
thank you anon! consider my nose lovingly booped!
Curious about the Heartslabyul Coven, are we? Go ahead and take a peek - theyāre very friendly with the humans, after all.
CW: blood, death, stalking/hunting, religious imagery, dark/obsessive/possessive characters. this au is not NSFW, but it does deal with darker content and sometimes discusses sensuality and sensual topics. reader discretion is advised.
overview. ā§ {heartslabyul}. savanaclaw. octavinelle. scarabia. pomefiore. ignihyde. diasomnia.
The Heartslabyul Coven has one of the strongest relationships with humans to date. This is because of the strict rules the members have to follow, which dictate the hours of the day they can feed, times of the month they can feed and how often, all the way down to how they should dress and otherwise present themselves both in the human and vampire realm. Members of the Heatslabyul Coven are talented magic users all around, though there is a noticeable amount of healers that originate from this coven. However, there is great variety in the specialized magic each vampire pursues. They usually live in civilized and highly populated areas, though not typicallyĀ in massive, bustling cities (are suburban vampires a thing?)Ā
They can feed on humans, but it must be consensual and can only be done a certain number of times in a year / decade / century / however they measure time. It also has to be done in a specific way to ensure the safety of the human. Most humans turned by the Heartslabyul Coven were either done consensually or on a young vampireās first feeding. Many Heatslabyul Coven members have close human friends that allow them to feed whenever they need to, as the allotted chances are just barely enough to get by. This Coven isnāt seen as a family, but there is an expected responsibility towards the coven and very few leave without being lured back.Ā
These vampires make the easiest friends, but sometimes itās hard to tell if they like you or the freedom you give them when you allow them to feed on you in a pinchā¦
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"Oh, you canāt help that, weāre all mad here. I'm mad. Youāre mad. You must be or you wouldn't have come here."
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