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. . . she · they , twenty one ! nanami's pretty angel, gepard's sweetheart, & ayato's beloved — minors do not interact ! anyone under eighteen or with no age on their blog will be blocked without warning — was kentofairy.
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Scary dog privileges are great, but imagine getting cutie patootie privileges with your f/o.
People smile at you good-naturedly as you walk by, thinking to themselves how cute you look together. Maybe some of them even tell you so.
A shop owner insisting on cutting off the odd change from your purchase because “you sweethearts are adorable.”
Sometimes you hear someone whisper “I want a love like that” to their friends when you’re in public.
You are just way too cute together <33
THE ARCHER — argenti .
notes ; a fluffy little draft i found. cw ; hurt / comfort , mild nsfw . — minors do not interact.
"i don't want to hear it anymore." argenti spoke softly, despite what some may consider to be harsh words. after he had found you crying on the bedroom floor, you confided in him that you were struggling with insecurities, specifically regarding your appearance. "you're beautiful, my beloved. i wish you could see yourself the way that i see you,"
"but— but—" you tried to interject but paused as he placed a gentle kiss to each of your tear-stained cheeks.
"i adore you," argenti hums. "i've seen many beautiful things as a knight, yet you're still many, many leagues above all of them." he takes a brief pause before asking: "may i kiss you, my love?"
++ 𝐖𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐘
[summary] wrio’s spouse winds up in prison. special treatment ensues.
[cws] gender neutral reader. fluff.
“What you did was incredibly stupid.”
“I’d like to think it was very brave, actually.” You quip back, lips pursed as you turn up your chin. “You should be proud of me, really.”
“I should be proud that you got yourself thrown in prison?” You don’t have to look up to know that Wriothesley is sporting an incredulous expression. “Did they knock your head around a bit before bringing you down here?”
“You’re acting like I murdered someone.” You finally meet his gaze, and you resist the urge to sink down into your seat at the clear disapproval in his eyes. “All I did was—”
“Break into the Opera Epiclese and destroy government property.”
