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HI SAQU!! I just read your latest statement and i hope youre doing good! I have some questions abpit Niall again (heh if you dont mind🤭)
Does Niall have a nickname given by his parents? If so, what is it!
Would he appreciate it if SB talks about their relationship with friends/coworkers in their current situation? (If that makes sense lol)
How is Nialls mother currently!
I think i have more questions but i genuinely forgot what they are LOL
I have no idea.
I'm not sure.
Currently, also not sure.
Because Niall's story is completely over, I no longer think about it so questions regarding the aftermath is completely open to interpretation and headcanon territory!
make something up if you don’t know
this fandom feels like a toxic ex, i keep saying i’m done and then suddenly i’m back giving head to him at 3 am on a sunday night or calling him when i’m drunk
hii b4 i request i wanna say i love your works !
i forgot which part it was but in one of the xanthus audios, he mentions finally dancing with the listener so i was wondering if you could do a scenario where the listener finally gives in and dances with xanthus
it had to be you
better late than never huh?
✧·˚ “ WITH ALL YOUR FAULTS, I LOVE YOU STILL ” ༘ * ༄
synopsis. xanthus and love share a dance in a sweet moment that takes them away from the chaos that is soon to unfold
featuring. xanthus claiborne (saquverse)
a/n. i have had this request in my inbox since i started writing for the saquverse and i just could think of anything until now, so please enjoy!
“do you think there’s an afterlife for mythical beings such as yourself?”
“that’s quite the loaded question love” xanthus chuckles. “what makes you ask?”
you shrug.
“just curious i guess” you lean into xanthus’ chest as the music plays softly. “i think i’ve just always hoped that at the end of life there’s a peaceful place that everyone goes to and i hope that the beings that don’t get that now would still get it, cause haven’t they suffered enough?”
“you sound like you’ve got a lot on your mind.”
you nod and sway with him as he holds your waist gently.
“i just hope that they do go to a better place, a more peaceful place, one that doesn’t treat them like monsters.” you look up at him and really take in his stunning vampiric features. “because how much of a better place can it be if you’re not there?”
xanthus chuckles and kisses you gently.
“that’s very sweet of you love.”
“and i mean it too.” you smile at him and land another kiss on his lips.
you rest your head back on his chest and let out a deep relaxed breath. your life feels simple for once and not super hectic, just you and your vampire. you wonder to yourself how long this moment will last before something or someone eventually breaks it and sends you spiraling back into the real world where next week isn’t promised.
“i enjoy these moments with you love, they put me at ease.”
“me too but, i don’t know how you were able to convince me to dance with you with my two left feet.”
xanthus lets out an exhale through his nose that you can almost classify as a laugh.
“you are not the worse person i have danced with, trust me.”
you grin.
“oh so you’ve danced with other people?” you tease him just because it’s too easy and he lets out a proper laugh.
“i have, but none have compared to you.”
“you’re such a smooth talker.”
xanthus spins you and pulls you in, your back now against his chest.
“you know you’re the only one for me.”
you stare longingly out the opened window before closing your eyes to listen to the music from the street flooding in. you feel a sneaky kiss being planted on your cheek and you can’t help but smile before moving away to turn back and face your vampire lover.
“i think this has to be the closest i’ve been to my so-called heaven.”
“i couldn’t agree more.” xanthus’ eyes are filled with a love you’ve never seen before.
you think: ‘this is it, he’s going to say he love me.’
but he doesn’t, opting for a passionate kiss he hopes will translate well enough. it’s not the same but it is not any less welcome.
you hope in another life you can just slow dance with your lover in a house of your own, you just wish it could’ve been this life.
but this life is cruel and unforgiving.
that’s why you’ve lost all control of your body and are standing in front of fran’s severed head. you’re screaming yet no one can hear you, tears roll down your face, smudging the freshly splattered blood that landed there.
your friend is gone. you killed her and xanthus watched it happen.
fran may forgive you but will xanthus?
you’ve been tainted and used by his enemy, how could he possibly look at you with the same love in his eyes that he had before? you want to turn your head to look at him and see if that love is still there, but you’re pretty sure you already know the answer.
he knows your control is gone but you can feel his fear. is he scared of you or for you? you can’t tell and that scares you the most. you don’t want the only person you’ve ever truly loved to be scared of you, you don’t want to hurt anyone and yet here you are standing before what audric called a ‘clean kill.’ there was nothing clean about it, you can feel your skin burning where her blood landed on you, it’s eating you alive already.
you hope now more than ever that there is an afterlife for mythical beings or at least that fran is at peace.
gosh what an audio huh? xanthus please save your love so you tell them how you actually feel
.love always <3 pearl
.masterlist
“i’m done writing for sakuverse/saquverse” …uh your pants are literally on fire
When tumblr refreshes itself and the fic I was reading fucking disappears forever 💔
I’ve been searching for a smau I was reading for three days 😔
fuck tumblr for having an auto refresh feature
✧·˚ “ I SEE YOU EVERYWHERE, THE SWEETEST TORTURE ONE COULD BEAR ” ༘ * ༄
synopsis. xanthus gets lost in thought
featuring. xanthus claiborne (sakuverse or saquverse? girl idk whatever like a letter makes a fucking difference)
a/n. free my boy xanthus saku, it’s been two years please i beg you
“have i done something to upset you?”
xanthus is broken from his trance like state with sound of your sweet voice beckoning to him.
“no my love, why would you think that?” he looks up at you from where he is seated, concern filling his once hardened eyes.
“you seemed to be glaring at me my love.” you whisper gently, taking his hand and bending down to his level.
“ah no just lost in thought.” his hand leaves yours to trace the outline of your face. you lean into his touch absentmindedly, his cold finger tips prompt no reaction from you even though the temperature of your skin is vastly different than his.
“what were you thinking about?”
xanthus debates telling you what he was actually thinking about, but is cut off before he can answer.
“ah you’re hesitating! that means you’re thinking of being untruthful with me!”
“you’ve caught me.” xanthus can’t help that smile that spreads on his face. “my thoughts were of darker origin, i didn’t want to bring down the mood.”
“you do that regardless and i have never complained.”
xanthus’ hand splays over his heart, acting as if he is wounded.
“your words wound me love! how can you say this with such nonchalance?”
you laugh at his dramatics.
“i missed you.” you take his hand again and squeeze it softly.
“missed me? i haven’t gone anywhere my love.”
your hand suddenly feels cold in his. he glances down at it but sees nothing different and looks back to your face, which is in now as pale as him with blood dripping down your temple. it startles him.
“love?”
“why did you leave me there? i was so scared, you left me in that hell.”
“n-no i-i saved you, you’re alive a-and well with me.”
xanthus stands from where he is seated and holds your now angry bleeding face.
“please believe me my love.”
“do you even believe yourself?”
xanthus is awoken with a start which causes you to shift in your sleep next to him. his breathing is erratic as he takes in his surroundings and his eyes fall on your sleeping figure. he’s quick to check your pulse out of pure habit and his panic increases when he feels nothing.
it’s his rapid breathing that stirs you from your slumber and the gentle jab in the neck cause you to finally sit up to rub the sleep from your eyes.
“xanthus?”
ever since you were turned sleep was not a necessity for you but it did help time pass but waking from it was a lot more difficult than before.
you sit up and pat xanthus’ back gently with your eyes barely opened, unable to take in the seriousness of the situation.
the lack of a response made you pause and the sleepiness left your system as a feel of dread replaced it.
“xanthus.”
your hands find his face to get him to turn and look at you.
“i’m right here. you need to breathe my sweet. you’re having a panic attack.”
the panic in his eyes starts fading when they lock onto yours.
“breathe with me, in and out.”
after his breathing matches yours he pulls you into a tight hug.
“i had a horrible nightmare. it was you in the underground but h-he had killed you instead of turning you.”
“shh shh baby it’s okay.” you pet his head to offer some comfort. “audric is gone, i am still here and you have nothing to worry about besides what painting to buy for your gallery, okay?”
xanthus nods but his hold on you does not loosen.
“sorry i made you sleep with me, i know you don’t like it because of this reason.” you confess as you play with the ends of his hair. “you don’t have to—”
“no, i love sleeping with you.” he pulls himself back to look at you. “i want to sleep with you.”
“xanthus—”
“i just want to know how you are able to do it.”
confusion crosses your face.
“…sleep?”
a chuckle slips past his lips after realizing that his question has no context.
“no love, how do you sleep so peacefully after what has happened to you?”
“can i be honest with you?”
“of course.” his hold on you finally gives as he pulls back to look at you.
“i know it may sound corny but talking about what happened really helps me process everything.” you hold xanthus’ hands in yours to now give yourself some comfort. “i know how it plagues you so i speak with dontis about it, he really is a great listener and he did offer so i am not forcing him or anything like that. i know dontis is probably not the ideal person you would want to talk about this with but, you can always talk to me.”
“you’d do that for me? relive your trauma just to ease mine?”
you fidget with his fingers before responding.
“i’d do anything to make your life with me easier.”
xanthus pauses at your confession.
“i can’t imagine any part of this being easy for you, me being a fledgling vampire of your maker that you had to kill or the fact that a part of me died when i was turned and you’re still actively mourning me even though…”
your voice cracks with the overwhelming emotion you’re feeling.
“e-even though i-i’m right here.”
tears spill from your eyes and you instinctively cover your face. xanthus is quick to pull your hands away and brush away your tears.
“i never knew you felt this way love, i’m so sorry.”
xanthus pulls you into a hug and holds you as if you’re made of glass, your skin is cool to the touch as if it is, a reminder of your new undead nature. it pains xanthus that he wasn’t able to preserve human life but he needs to come to new terms with your new vampiric life.
“you’re here, i know i’m sorry.” he lets out a breathless laugh. “i guess i’m hung up on the past which is very unlike me.”
xanthus places a soft kiss on your head.
“i love you.” you whisper.
“i love you too, i’m sorry i didn’t realize how you were feeling sooner.”
“it’s okay, i haven’t been doing a very good job at communicating my emotions to you. dontis says—” he cuts you off.
“don’t finish that sentence.”
you laugh with him and relish the embrace you both share for a few moments more.
everyone can thank interview with the vampire for making me write this cause i just love my tragic vampires
.love always <3 pearl
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i don’t mean to alarm y’all but i started writing a xanthus fic
it’s been a year without xanthus
…
saku let me write the script at this point
dude come on man
✧·˚ “ HE JUST COMES TO VISIT ME WHEN I’M DREAMING EVERY NOW AND THEN ” ༘ * ༄
synopsis. you’re having trouble coming to terms with your husband’s death and the different person that has now replaced him
featuring. dream of the endless (the sandman), wife!reader
a/n. i cried during the funeral, i’m mourning my goth husband like he’s a real person
you knew that this was a risk when you married your husband, but he was such a rule follower you never thought it would actually happen to you.
yet here you are sitting in a room filled with the endless siblings giving their speeches about their dearly departed brother, your husband. it’s hard to accept that he is truly gone.
you think back to how this all happened and how you thought of so many ways this could’ve been avoided until you’re pulled out of your thoughts and asked to speak about said late husband.
“my lady, now is your turn to speak.” lucienne says softly to you. you nod and quietly thank her as you stand to make your way to the stand. the outlined shape of your husband lies just behind you as you turn to face the people infront of you.
“i thank you all for coming, he would’ve hate this amount of attention on him.” you crack a sad smile and you hear soft chuckles fill the room. “i must confess i never expected to be up here speaking about the passing of him.” you pause, tear filling your eyes. “i suppose i should say the traditional things that one says at a funeral, ‘i wish i had more time’ and such, but i think i had more than enough time with him yet a selfish part wish for even more. i do not believe he ever knew how much he meant to me which is my only regret.”
the tears start to spill freely down your cheeks as you pause for a moment and find the words for how you feel.
“can i tell you the truth?” your pleading eyes search the room for no one in particular. “i am angry. i am angry that he is gone, i know i have to accept his choice but i am angry he left me here alone. i am angry at myself for not being able to do anything in my power to save my own husband.” hot tears flow down your face and you roughly wipe them away. “i’m sorry that i couldn’t do anything to save him, i failed my dream lord. i failed myself.”
lucienne is quick to appear at your side to escort you away from the public view and you break down even more in her arms.
“my lord would never think you a failure my lady.”
you don’t respond, you just continue crying.
after the ceremony finishes you find yourself in your chamber packing things away when the new dream of the endless, daniel hall, knocks before walking in.
“they are your chambers my lord, you need not knock before entering.”
“i don’t mean to disturb you my lady, but why are you packing?” you turn and look to take in his kicked puppy look.
“i am leaving my lord.” you say bluntly, turning back your focus to your things.
“must you leave? i have no issue with you staying you are my wife after all, i think?” he sounds confused at the end of his sentence.
“i am not your wife dream of the endless, i am merely a memory you have of someone that loved me.” you stand and cup his cheek, smiling softly at him. “you will do amazing things, i can feel it.” you hug him, he hugs you back feeling your familiarity.
you’re the first to pull away from the embrace, picking up your bags and bidding him farewell.
“will i see you again?”
you hesitate but turn back to him.
“if you call i shall come.”
time passes for who knows how long, the days blur together at this point and the only solace you find is when you let yourself sleep for in your dreams you get to see his face, you get to see a life that you never got to live with him. it gives you peace something that the real world is never able to give you since his passing. in this dream tonight it is nothing but domestic bliss, a normal life where both of you are human you have a daughter who adores the both of you. a scenario you never got to experience. ‘he would’ve hated being human’ you think to yourself as you dream on.
“what are you thinking about beloved?” he questions with your daughter in his arms.
“nothing i’m just,” you pause, taking in the peaceful face of your sleeping child. “i’m just memorizing your beautiful faces.”
he scoffs and you smile before walking over him to him and place a gently kiss on your daughter’s cheek then your husband’s lips.
“you look like you have a lot on your mind, care to share your thoughts?”
“maybe another time, go put her to bed yeah? i’ll be right there i just need to clean up dinner real quick.” you pet your daughter’s hair and she subconsciously leans into your touch.
“don’t be long.” he kisses your cheek before leaving the room where you now stand alone.
“thank you, i think i needed this.”
years of being his wife definitely helped with being able to pick up on dream of the endless’ power. he steps behind you and you turn to him.
“i didn’t mean to intrude—”
“you’re just doing your job, i understand. is there something you need from me my lord?”
“i wanted to make sure you weren’t having those nightmares anymore. i know how much they pained you.” he confesses.
“i am doing much better my lord, these dreams are what i look forward to most. which means you are doing a terrific job as the new lord shaper.” you smile at him and you swear if he had a tail it would be wagging.
“i am glad to hear you are finally adjusting to your new life.”
“i could say the same to you my friend.”
he smiles.
“if i could, may i ask a favor of you?”
“anything dream lord.”
his face falls and he becomes a bit nervous before finally asking.
“w-would you perhaps consider returning to the dreaming? just to help me to understand everything a bit better? i mean lucienne can only help so much and it’s hard to figure out why i once did—” you cut him off.
“i will help you dream lord, but i will not help you try to become the same as my husband, you are your own dream of the endless.”
he nods.
“of course thank you.”
“you need not thank me dream lord, i will always be here to help every version of you no matter what.”
i was crying my eyes out the whole time i have not emotional recovered and i fear i never will
.love always <3 pearl
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✧·˚ “ I SLEEP SO I CAN SEE YOU, ‘CAUSE I HATE TO WAIT SO LONG ” ༘ * ༄
synopsis. dream is very protective of his wife, so when a creature invades her dreams he takes immediate action before it can cast any lasting effects
featuring. dream of the endless (the sandman), wife!reader
a/n. now i know what you’re gonna say “but pearl sleeping in the dreaming makes no sense cause it’s the dream world you have to be sleep to get there” HUSH and just let it happen, it is fan FICTION just let it happen
you would think being the wife of a dream lord’s protects you from the terrifying nightmares, but it seems some creature has seeped into your head and taken hold of your psyche when you sleep. it doesn’t help that you sleep when dream goes to attend to his duties.
this particular creature seems to have taken a liking you messing with your head. you know it is not a nightmare, you know of all your husbands creations and this thing, stalks you in the corners of your mind while you believe yourself to be dreaming, luring you into a false sense of relaxation and then it will purposely show itself in the corners of your vision but when you turn to look at it it disappears, leaving you to feel uneasy until you turn back around and it stands only inches away from you which causes you to startle awake.
this has been going on now for longer than you’d like to admit and you’ve seen how busy your husband as been and do not wish to trouble him with something as trivial as this when he has far more important matters to deal with. unfortunately for you this experience has made you put off sleep for as long as you possibly can and dream takes notices of it.
you sit across from him in the library reading about a lovely dream a mortal has created. you can feel your eyes are growing heavy and let out a yawn before continuing.
“what troubles you dear wife?” dream asks, not looking up from his work.
“nothing, why do you ask dear husband?” you respond back placing the book down.
“you have stayed awake with me for three days now.” he says softly, one might think you could even hear a bit of concern laced in his voice.
“i’ve just missed you, that’s all.” you give him a soft sleep to try and sell it, but clearly dream is not buying. “you’ve just been so busy with your work and i’ve rarely seen you—”
“you have not been sleeping so you can spend more time with me?”
now that it is said out loud you realize how ridiculous it sounds. the wife of a dream lord isn’t sleeping because she wants to see him more.
“…yes?”
dream’s expression reminds flat.
“you are not being truthful.” dream stands and walks over to where you are seat before kneeling in-front of you. his eyes search your own for some actual reasoning.
“i’ve had trouble sleeping when you are not with me…” you confess, looking away as you feel your cheeks burn.
dream’s hand comes under your chin to gently turn you to face him again.
“do you wish for me to remain with you tonight?”
“i couldn’t ask that of you—”
“i will.” he says bluntly, shocking you.
“you will?” he nods.
“what kind of dream lord would i be if my own wife could not get sleep?” a whisper of a smile appears on his lips before he kisses your head gently before standing again. “i must deal with some matters now rather than later. i trust when i return you will be ready for slumber.”
you stand as you watch him start to leave.
“dream.”
you call out to him, he stops and turns to you.
“yes my love?”
you move to where he stands and place a kiss on his lips before thanking him.
“anything for you.” he replies gently.
you smile at him, placing one last kiss on his lips before he leaves.
later on you can truly start to feel the sleep you’ve been avoiding for so long take ahold of you. your actions slow and you take your time, almost struggle, to put the silk sheets onto your bed.
“you need not to waste your energy.”
you turn hearing dream’s voice behind you.
“i know, i just like having a task.”
you turn back to finish placing the sheets but see that dream has already done it for you and you unintentionally let out a small huff.
“tasks distract, you need only to focus on one thing now.” you feel him wrap his arms around your middle and place a kiss behind your ear, earning a smile from you.
“you?”
dream smirks and lets out a exhale through his nose which is the closest you’ll get to a laugh.
“no, sleep. come my love.”
he sits on the bed, his outfit now changed to a more comfortable one to sleep in.
“as you command my dream lord.”
you climb onto the bed and curl into his side, you feel safe here with him, the safest you’ve felt in weeks. you hope that him being here will scare off whatever creature dares to taunt you. you can feel yourself easily drifting off in his arms and his hand moves to hold yours, offering a gently squeeze of reassurance. a simple ‘i am here, you are safe’ gesture that gives comfort.
you find yourself in a different part of the dreaming, a place that you have made in your mind, a beach that soft waves crash onto the shore. you look around for your husband but do not see him. your eyes land on a distant figure, it is not your husband though.
you feel it’s uncomfortable aura even as it stands a great distance from you. it unsettles you deeply as continuously stares at you, sending a shudder down your spine as you feel your chest tighten with anxiety.
“how dare you enter my realm to feed upon innocent people?”
you hear him before you see him, a shadow form in the sky that casts over the land as dream’s eye flicker white, oh he is pissed.
“and to do it to my beloved wife? you will no longer have the freedom you once had.”
dream’s shadowed hand looms over the creature and grabs it harshly. the creature squirms in his grip has he crushes the weak thing in his grasp. you look away from the grotesque scene, not particularly fond of gory aspect of it all you cover your ears to try and block the sickening crunch.
you don’t turn back around until you feel dream’s arms slide around your waist and pulling you close to his chest.
“are you alright my love?” his voice is soft compared to how intimating it sounded moments earlier.
you turn to face him, cupping his face with both of your hands to place a gentle kiss on his cheek and hug him tightly.
“thank you.”
“anything for you my beloved.”
“how can i ever repay you?” you ask leaning into him more.
“by resting properly now.” dream kisses your temple as he holds you close, finally allowing you to rest.
when you wake you find dream gazing at you and moving a stray hair from your face. the moment is intimate and you almost don’t want to break the silence between the two of you. you push his messy hair back and place a kiss on his forehead, then his nose and then his lips.
“did you sleep well my love?” he asks taking your hand to place a kiss on on your knuckles.
“i did.” you smile and move closer. “i dreamt that a hero came and saved me from a nightmare that i was having.”
“oh did you?” he pulls you into his chest.
“mhm, and he was very handsome.”
amount of fanfics for him on this site is so small it made me come out of retirement also this ain’t proof read and the keyboard i was typing with is a little broken so if you see any mistakes no you didn’t
.love always <3 pearl
.masterlist
i have a few drafts and requests for sakuverse that i’m working on but after i complete those i’m taking a break from writing for it.
i just don’t think i’m as interested in the audios as i once was, the only thing that’s been consistent is the zaros audios and i literally have tried so hard but can’t get into them the same way i loved the others.
it’s just discouraging and i don’t have much to work with anymore, i’ll still write but sakuverse isn’t what it used to to be for me.
✧·˚ “ BUT I HATE TO THINK ABOUT YOU WITH SOMEBODY ELSE ” ༘ * ༄
synopsis. leigh isn’t jealous. he doesn’t get jealous.
featuring. leigh (sakuverse)
a/n. if you’re reading this in the future and it’s inaccurate to his character, keep that to yourself i’m going off of a single episode and a prayer here
leigh has honestly confused himself at this point in this stunt of a relationship he has with you. it’s just a normal company picnic with your software company. they wanted their employees to be able to get some fresh air on the job or something like that. regardless, leigh watched for under a shaded tree as you grab some snacks for the both of you from the table they’ve set up on the field.
he’s watching your body language more than anything as you speak to one of the guys in the sales department who clearly doesn’t know how to take a hint. he keeps moving forward as you step back at each advancement, even glancing over to leigh himself to communicate ‘are you seeing this?’ with your eyes. he is unfortunately.
he remains planted under the tree, knowing full well you can very much handle yourself and if you needed help you would ask, but after a certain point it’s not just about how he’s getting impatient with the guy blabbing his whole life story to you, it’s about how he’s trying to make moves on his fake partner. that’s when he knows he has to intervene for appearance sake. at least that’s what he’s telling himself. he ignores the feelings that it stirs out in the pit of his stomach as he stands up and starts walking over to you.
you feel leigh before you see him as he wraps his arm around your waist, a wave of comfort washes over you at the feeling; finally someone that can get you out of this uncomfortable situation without being rude—
“quit hitting on them. they’re my partner.”
nevermind.
you watch the poor guy sputter out a few apologies before stumbling away from the two of you.
“that wasn’t very nice.” you mumble as you place a few veggies on your plate.
“i wasn’t trying to be, mate clearly couldn’t take a hint.” leigh responds, picking a carrot off your plate and munching on it. “you should tell HR about that.”
“what? that my fake boyfriend scared off an employee for trying to shoot his shot?”
“hey what are fake boyfriends for?”
something pulls at both of your heartstrings when you say the word fake, but you both similarly opt to brush it off.
you both walk back to the shaded tree area that leigh has practically claimed for his own and sit down with the snacks in hand.
“so have any bets?”
“sorry?” you look at leigh puzzled.
“any bets on who’s gonna win capture the flag?”
“oh.” you follow his eyes to the scene that unfolds on the field. your coworkers in some kind of team building exercise that they are definitely too old for.
“i’m honestly not too sure.” you enjoy your snacks as you watch the game, absentmindedly offering leigh the same snacks by holding the plate in front of him. he is also is locked on to what you are watching unaware of how couple like you both look right now.
“do you think this is going to effect the weekend project?” you ask, looking back at him.
“yes, but i don’t know if it’ll be in a good way or a bad way. depends on how this ends.” he smiles back at you.
you laugh and lean on him, not evening thinking.
you only realize the mistake when you feeling leigh tense under you and you quickly pull away.
“s-sorry!”
“you don’t have you act like i am hot lava.” you chuckles a bit at you reaction.
“i didn’t want to overstep—”
“i didn’t think you were overstepping.” his eyes flicker over you facial features to try and read your emotions a bit better. you’re panicked and… flustered?
“relax okay? i just wasn’t expecting it, i don’t mind though, it is pretty chilly today.” he opens his arm for you to move into, which you do eventually with some hesitation.
he’s warm and somehow comforting. you remind yourself that this isn’t something that’s real, it’s just an act that you both have to keep up with and he seems to be better at remembering that appearances need to be maintained. you secretly pray that he doesn’t notice the flustered state he as been putting you in by doing this.
“you’re warm.”
oops.
he chuckles.
“thank you.”
“i d-didn’t mean to say that.”
“but you did.” he smiles. “which means you meant it~”
you roll your eyes at him and genuinely reconsider your feels for a spilt second in that moment.
new character rahhhhhh. i’m just hoping to get pulled out of this writing slump cause i’m lowkey starting to lose interest in this. the hyperfixation isn’t fixating. happy valentine’s day btw 🤍
.love always<3 pearl
.masterlist
the bastard warrior series reminds me so much of treasure planet and no i will not elaborate
filthy nasty isaac smut plz :3 (originally requested by @jasminepicksflowers)
— juno [isaac rhoades x fem!reader]
tried my best to be filthy nasty 🫡
