a sfw drabble blog for games that have a dating sim flavor (phone otomes, FE13, FE14, Stardew Valley, almost any game that has people smooching) requests are always open please read do's & don'ts before requesting
You write Hades so well! I'm so happy to have found someone who writes for Astoria <3
Ahh thanks so much!! I love writing for him tbh
And man, Astoria needs more love!! Such great characters!!I have one more prompt (for Medusa) in my drafts that I need to get to ha ha but I totally want people to send more!
Can you write a drabble about Hades taking care of MC when she's sick?
BOY CAN I EVER!! I LOVE my beautiful whipped god husband so much!! hope you like it anon!!
Considering how much of a workaholic you are, it wasn’t much of a shock that you overworked yourself to the point of illness. Though Hades soon found out that it was harder than he thought to keep you from trying to go into work so that you could get your rest.
“It’s fine.” You tried to insist as you shakily attempted to get dressed for the day. A shower was out of the question, since even you knew you were too sick to really handle one right now. Not like you’d admit it. Luckily you had taken one the night before, so you used it as an excuse when Hades had asked.
An amused (and slightly frustrated) snort came from the god. “Truly? Then why are you trying to put on my pants?” He crossed his arms against his chest, a smirk on his lips.
“... wondered why they were baggy.” You looked down at the pants you currently were trying to put on. Honestly, you could have fit both legs in one pant leg with ease. How you didn’t notice showed how sick you actually were. “A small,” You sighed tiredly, “setback. No big… deal.”
“My love.” You didn’t even hear him walk over to you and the sickness made his words sound a bit fuzzy, but you could hear his pleading tone easy. “Please rest for today.”
After a moment, you sighed again, letting the pants slip through your fingers to fall to the ground. “Alright…” You pursed your lips to the side briefly, before turning to smile up to him. “Only if you promise to take care of me.”
He blinked at that, but soon Hades chuckled. “I can manage that. I must go to the office for an hour or so, but I will return promptly with supplies.”
“... you won’t try to make me eat kale, will you?”
He smirked, putting his hands on your shoulders and leading you back toward the bed. “Who knows? You’d be unable to taste it in your condition anyway.”
“Betrayal.” You muttered as you let him help you slip into bed. Hades let out that low chuckle you loved so much as he leaned down to kiss your forehead.
“Sleep. I’ll put some water on the table beside the bed and be back as quick as I can.”
You hummed tiredly, already halfway to dreamland. “Mmkay. Love you.”
“And I you.”
Good to his word, Hades was actually surprisingly quick to return to your side after taking care of a few things in the office. It probably helped immensely that Persephone, Alex, and May ran various types of interference so that no one would keep him later than he needed.
“Make sure that you get her favorite sweets!” May had said with a wink just as Hades made to leave. “It’ll help to bribe her when she needs to take her meds!”
Though he wasn’t too keen on giving you anything unhealthy while you were sick, May did have a point -- he loved you, but you were beyond stubborn. The bag of your favorite, unhealthy treat stuck out like a sore thumb in the basket of health food items when he made a quick stop to the store.
As he unlocked the front door, he looked down to his watch briefly. “Two hours.” He murmured. Not too long, thank the Gods. You should be in bed anyway, snug and resting. As he clicked the door shut behind him, he heard a clanging from the kitchen. Hades groaned.
Beyond stubborn indeed.
With a quick pace, he made his way toward the kitchen to stop you from doing whatever it was you were doing. As soon as he saw you, hand reaching up to grab some pot from just out of your reach, he said you name.
You froze stock still for a moment before guiltily turning your head toward where you hear Hades’ voice. “Oh… you’re home early.”
“I said I’d only be gone for an hour or so.” He sighed, walking toward the kitchen. He placed his bag of supplies on the counter before approaching you. “Did you sleep at all?”
You smiled innocently as you could manage. “Yes?” It wasn’t a lie, really. You slept for a good hour before you woke up. “Some… baking won’t hurt me, will it?”
Hades was silent for a moment, the only sound the tapping of his foot on the kitchen tile. Finally, he sighed. “Drastic measures it is.” You didn’t get the chance to ask what he meant before the large man scooped you up into his arms. You didn’t even have time to yelp in surprise.
You quickly wrapped your arms around his neck, looking at him with wide eyes. “Hades, really?” You attempted to chide but you always did like being in his arms.
“Maybe if you’d stay in bed, I’d not have to resort to this, hm?” Though his tone was a bit scolding, he was smiling lightly. “Come, you will rest in bed while I make you something to eat. Something healthy.”
Your line of sight darted over toward the bag on the counter. Green leaves poking out of the top of the paper bag made your nose scrunch. “That’s kale… isn’t it?”
He grinned. “It was originally only for me, but since you misbehaved while I was gone, it just might find itself in your food.”
The smallest and whiniest ‘noooo’ escaped you at that, to which he chuckled. You were a stubborn patient but one that he loved.
i know you're a drabble blog, but i was wondering which characters you think would be the most supportive of their partner coming out?
oh god this has been in my inbox since forever im sorry i was burnt out on voltage for a good while aksfdjd
I imagine you mean coming out as something other than straight right? Also I’m going to assume you mean Voltage LIs right? 8′)
HONESTLY? Since your love interest is interested in you I think all of them would be supportive because they love you?
Though, the ones that would be the least... confused? Maybe? would definitely be the ones that were your best friends first, but here is a small list of who I think probably would be unphased the most (in no particular order);
Ren -- this would be My Forged Wedding and 7 Rings universe, since he was your best friend and honestly he probably guessed it before you came out to him. Plus he’s such a cinnamon roll, he’s probably super supportive and will actively correct people for mislabeling you in that quiet voice of his.
Baba -- I mean, really. He’s super supportive and honestly I headcanon him as bisexual anyway so he’s just “hell yeah be both super gay” and high-fives you, it’s honestly refreshing and you laugh.
Kyohei & Nagito -- I also headcanon them both as pansexual so like? They are unphased and just go “neat”. If you come out as asexual, they probably ask you questions about it and maybe apologize for possibly making you uncomfortable in the past since they are both pretty hypersexual. It’s super nice and you just feel so relieved.
Literally every character in Astoria & Gangsters in Love -- I MEAN, this is pretty obvious lmao
Like I said though, all your LIs would be supportive and OK with your sexuality because they love you but these are the ones that pop into my head instantly.
[also im still taking writing prompts im so sorry i’ve been inactive everyone akfsd]
Hey everyone, I got a nice flux of new people following me now and I wanted to say;
Hello! 8)
I am always open for prompts (and I am actuall running a bit low right now [sweats]) so do not be afraid to send some my way! Just make sure to read my dos and don’ts! Also helpful to see what apps I have played so you know what characters I can comfortably write for~
Also, I am happy to write for non-’otomes’ like Fire Emblem Fates & Awakening!
Hello! I reallllyyyy love your story of Kyobashi buying tampons!!! I laughed so much! Do you think you can do some fluff for Kyobashi? Maybe when they go to date or something. Thank you very much!
thank you!! i have a real soft spot for him, so it was a lot of fun to write!!
and man i love me some fluff!! sorry this took me a while, anon! hope you like it!
It was about an hour into your date that you realized something was different.
You had convinced Katsuyuki to take you to the aquarium, since there was an exhibit on tropical fish that you’ve been dying to see. It didn’t really take much convincing, really, since he did truly enjoy doing things that made you happy (he’d turn it around and say that it was just something he could use to have you owe him later, but he never actually did).
It was sweet - the two of you held hands, taking your time to walk through the aquarium to see as many of the creatures as possible, and you talked about how excited you were. And he would just smile. That should have been the first clue, in all honesty. It was a nice, calming, normal date.
Normal for someone who wasn’t dating the teasing super sadist Kyobashi, maybe.
He hasn’t teased you once this date. No teasing comments on what he’d do to you later. No sexual innuendos about something you’ve said that wasn’t even remotely sexual. Nothing.
You were actually a bit worried. Was he not enjoying himself? Did you drag him to something he genuinely wasn’t having fun with? Your concern must have shown on your face, because you saw him raise a brow from the corner of your eye.
“Are you alright?” He asked, voice sweet. “Not having fun?”
“No!” You squeaked a bit. After coughing into your free hand to regain your composure, you shook your head. “No. I’m having a lot of fun.” But now you were determined to get him back to normal. “Let’s…” Your eyes scanned area for something, anything, that would help.
That’s when you saw it.
A grin broke out across your face. “Let’s go to the touching pool!” Looking up to him, you fluttered your eyelashes.
Without even the smallest crack in his expression, Katsuyuki nodded. “Sounds good.” He gave your hand a small squeeze before leading you toward the shallow touching tank. It was surrounded by many children and some adults, so it took a little while before it was actually your turn, but it gave you a chance to think of a game plan. As you both stood next to the waist high glass, he looked to you. “Any creature you want to touch?” He had rolled up his sleeves, ready to help you find what you wanted.
A smile, one as demure as possible, crept to your face. “I want to hold an eel.”
He quirked a brow, but nodded. “Interesting choice.” His eyes scanned the pool and after a moment, he pointed toward your target. “There’s one.”
With a grin, you reached out toward the creature, obviously docile from it’s life in this warm little pool, and gently cupped it in your hand. It was smooth and kind of weird feeling, but you were on a mission. You let out your most convincing giggle. “It’s so smooth!”
“Oh?” He said, sounding very uninterested as his hand touched the top of a starfish.
“Soft too! And warm.” You were trying your hardest to sound sexual without actually going there, since there were children all around you. But he just smiled at you and nodded, returning his attention toward the starfish. Pursing your lips, you tried something a bit bolder. “It barely fits in my hand!”
“It is quite large.” Katsuyuki said offhandedly.
“... That’s it?” You murmured, very confused. You set that up perfectly!!
“What’s it?” He asked, looking at you from the corner of his eye.
With a sigh and a small pout, you looked back to the water. “Nothing.” You sighed again, gently letting the creature wiggle around your hand before sliding off to freedom.
As you looked around for something else to pet (half-heartedly mind you), you felt him lean against your shoulder. Just as you felt his breath at your ear, you heard him say “Maybe if you didn’t try so hard, I’d have jump on the innuendo sooner.”
You gasped, whipping your head around to see him holding back laughter. “You! You were doing it on purpose!” You whispered aggressively. His grin got bigger as he leaned in closer.
“Oh, of course I was. I do so love watching you squirm for my special kind of attention.”
That got him two very wet hands on his face and an indigent but enjoyable laugh from you. He just smiled more.
heyy! can you do something with Ishigami? maybe some fluffy post marriage stuff?
oh man i love Ishigami!! he is one of the loves of my life lmao
hope it’s cool, but i used the My Sweet Bodyguard MC because I love that app so much 8′)
The weightlessness you were feeling was not a dream. You muttered something and shifted, which was met with a light chuckle. “Don’t move so much. We’re almost at the bed.” Hideki’s voice was just above you and you realised in your half asleep state that he was carrying you. Ah, that last blink on the couch must have been longer than you meant it to be.
“Sorry.” You murmured sleepily. You had tried to stay awake to tell him some good news, but you were more tired after your long day than you had thought.
“It’s fine.” You could hear the smile in his voice. “Though, I did tell you I was coming home late.” Hideki chided you. Gently, he shifted your weight in his arms so that could pull back the sheets of your bed. Luckily, you had put on your jammies before waiting up for him.
“I know, but I wanted to tell you something.”
“Oh?” He murmured, placing you on the bed and pulling the sheets over you. “Is it important?”
You blearily nodded, to which he chuckled. “Suuuuuper important.” You answered before yawning, tucking your arm under your pillow.
You could hear him walk toward the dresser, and the oddly comforting sound of him taking off his watch as he got ready for bed. After a few moments, in which you assumed he was done dressing to sleep, you heard his voice at his side of the bed. “So?” He prodded with a light voice. “What is this super important thing you stayed up very late to tell me?”
With one hand, you tiredly wave dismissively at him. “Tomorrow. Remind me… tomorrow.”
Another chuckle was heard as you felt his weight shift the bed. “Will you remember tomorrow?”
“If you are worried, just remind me to tell you I’m pregnant.” You sighed happily and tiredly, burrowing deeper into your pillow.
The silence would have felt like it was stretching on and on if you were more awake, but you just assumed it was time for sleeping. After a moment, you heard your name in a voice just above a whisper. And again when you didn’t reply. You felt a hand on your shoulder and the motion shook you slightly more awake. “Huh?” You mumbled.
“Don’t ‘huh’ me.” Cracking open an eye, you blurrily see the outline of Hideki’s face. “You’re pregnant?”
Blinking lightly, you nodded. “Yeah, but I’ll tell you that tomorrow. I’m sleepy.” You shimmied closer to him in the bed before getting comfortable again. “I hope you’ll be super happy when I surprise you tomorrow.” You breathed out.
A laugh, which if you were more awake you’d have noticed it was almost teary sounding, escaped your husband’s lips. “Don’t worry, princess.” He murmured, arm reaching out and pulling you close to his chest. “I can guarantee it.”
Hi! Could you please write A Drabble about Naomasa meeting their soulmate? Like in the typical soulmate AU?
Heya anon!! gosh I love Naomasa so much akfjsdf
also, just gonna go with the ‘you just know’ sorta soulmate au, hope that’s fine! 8)
Naomasa thought the whole thing was ridiculous.
A predefined person for everyone? No lead up, no learning about a person and falling for them despite the fact? Though he could appreciate the fact it saved time, he wondered how real this ‘destined love’ could be.
One time, at his old firm, he witnessed a fellow partner meet his soulmate. It was inconvenient, considering he was the husband of the woman they were working for in a litigation. That was a whole can of worms he didn’t want to deal with that day.
Besides, couldn’t one person lie to another? Say they felt something and, if they found a person so desperate to find the one, convince them they felt it too? It was a rare enough occurrence that one could easily fake it to marry someone.
Logistically, it just did not make any sense.
Yet here he was, at the subway station waiting for his train, when it happened. The doors slid open and the bustle of people exiting jostled him a bit even though he was standing to the side. His eyes casually scanned through the faces, just out of habit, when all of a sudden, he caught the eye of a one of the bystanders.
His whole world stopped.
Your eyes widened as you looked at him and he realized that you felt it too. That tightening in your chest, the fuzzy and warm feeling going through your whole body. Only the jostling of a few of the people left leaving the train broke your eye contact with him. You looked to your watch and he could see the word ‘shit’ form with your lips.
He couldn’t help but smirk at that. You were… eloquent, he muses.
Wanting to go to you, for some reason he wasn’t sure of himself, Naomasa took a step forward. You looked up to him again, but then quickly back to your watch. After a moment, you finally made eye contact once more before an apologetic look came to your features.
With a surprised expression, he watched as you mouthed the word ‘sorry’ before turning on your heel and booking it. You actually ran. Quite fast, he noted, as he watches your retreating form.
Ignoring the ingrained call of being soul mates to keep an appointment? A chuckle passed his lips.
omg but seriously guys, hello and thank you! I was not expecting this much of a turn out for my dating sim drabble blog, I really appreciate it!
Here are two things I want to mention!
I will try to write at least 1 or 2 prompts a day, to keep the blog active & to keep myself in the groove! SO send me your prompts because requests are always open!! I’ll hoard them like a squirrel and get to them as soon as I can 8)
Also, please specify what app a character is from in your requests, just to make it easier on me (and so i won’t second guess myself on who is from what lol)
Here are the current requests in my askbox:
Tampon Series (lmao)
Akito from MFW (anon if i am wrong pls message me omg)
Daichi from MSB (can anyone say BIAS)
Fluffy Date stuff with Kyobashi
Thanks a bunch guys!! Can’t wait for more of your prompts~
My God your tampon series is so good!!! Can you do another for Tennoji or Eiki, perhaps? XD
this is my legacy now, writing grown men who aren’t afraid of tampons. I love it omg
and I hope it’s cool I went a little different route for Tennoji for this prompt! want to have a small change of pace lol!
Yutaka Tennoji was not a man known for his subtilty.
He was a great cop with a strong arm and good at on the spot strategy when apprehending suspects. But he was not good at keeping things that had nothing to do with the job on the down low.
You had texted him shortly after excusing yourself from the 2nd unit. He had arched a brow at the wording of the text. “Please come to the women’s restroom, same floor. No one is here.”
He grunted lightly at the tone of your text. When it wasn’t a work related one, you usually put some silly emoticon at the end of your sentence. He was about to stand up, but then saw the telltale dot dot dot that meant you weren’t finished. And when the message finally popped up, it took all his willpower not to sputter.
“Please grab a tampon from my purse.”
A blush rose to his cheeks almost instantly. You couldn’t be serious. Right? Another text with something like ‘lol jk :p’ will come up any moment, relieving him of the duty of digging in your bag and grabbing the tampon. Right? Another message dot dot dot popped up and he held onto some hope.
“Be casual pls, thnx <3”
Oh sure, now you put one of the those dumb emojis. He knew, even in your small moment of distress, you were getting a goddamned kick out of this. Tampons didn’t bother him, honestly. He’s bought them for you before without batting an eye. But how in the hell was he going to be casual when digging through your purse?
Grumbling, he looked around at the other guys to see how much they were going to notice. All of them were in various states of their nose to the grindstone, so he had hope. And thank god your desk was right next to his.
Yutaka yawned lightly, stretching out his arm in an attempt to casually grab your purse from the side of your chair. Once one of the straps were in his hand, he quickly pulled it and set the bag in his lap.
OK. Part one, success.
Next part might be a bit tricky, he noticed, as soon as he opened your purse and looked inside the bag. It was like looking into that one bag from that movie, what was it? Mary Poppins? He wouldn’t be surprised if you had a whole convenience store in there. Biting his tongue so he wouldn’t mutter bitterly, he shoved his hand in your purse as quietly as possible and began rooting around for the objective.
“Oh ho, what do we have here?”
Tennoji’s head shot up at the voice and his face bright red as he made eye contact with Kyobashi. “Uh.”
“Besides the fact that rooting through a woman’s purse is illegal, I have to wonder what secrets it might hold that might tempt Tennoji so.”
Hanai’s attention (and everyone else's, damn) was on him now. “Probably going to steal one of her snacks.”
“Sketchy…” Asano added.
“I ain’t stealing anything!” Yutaka almost hollered, yanking his hand out of your purse to point at them accusingly. Everyone fell silent.
He blinked, multiple times, face still red, as he looked at his hand. There, tightly gripped in his fingers, was the colorfully wrapped tampon. At least he found it.
“Ah.” Kyobashi nodded. “Makes sense now. She has been gone for a while now...”
The 2nd Unit swears they have never seen Tennoji bolt out of a room that quickly outside of chasing down a criminal.
Hiya! I recently saw one of your posts on my dash (Kiyobashi buying tampons - loved it by the way) and wondered if you'd mind writing something for me? See, my all time Voltage bias is Eisuke Ichinomiya (I know, he's pretty mainstream - I will fight anyone for him though XD) and wondered how you would write about Eisuke needing to go buy pads (I don't use tampons) for his s/o?
Heya! Ahh, thank you so much! I’m glad you liked it omg
OH MAN, I will warn you - I’ve only ever done his POVs & the epilogues to them + one or two substories, but I hope I did Eisuke justice for you! 8)
“No! You have to get them, please!”
Eisuke blinked down at you on the bed, curled up in fetal position in pain. It was that time of the month, the one he hated the most. He’d tease you it was because you wouldn’t let him have sex with you, but honestly it was because cramps hit you like a truck.
He hated seeing you in pain.
But now you were asking him to do something for you that he’s genuinely never done before. “Why can’t I just get Kenzaki to do it?”
“Oh God, that would be so embarrassing.” You muttered into your pillow. “I can’t have my boss get pads! He’ll know they’re for me!”
A sly grin came to his face. “I’m technically more of your boss than he is.” Instantly, you reached out and smacked him with his pillow. Ah. Not in much of a teasing mood it seems.
“Just… just go to the convenience store, OK? Please?” Peaking out from your pillow, you gave him a pleading look. The man sighed.
“Alright, alright.” He murmured, reaching out to tuck you snugly into the blankets in an attempt to make you feel better.
“Thank you.” You muttered contently. After a moment, you looked up to him again. “I’ll text you the kind I use.”
Eisuke gave you a smug grin. “You think I didn’t notice what brand you use? It’s fine, I got this.”
As he stood in front of the feminine hygiene aisle, and saw wall to wall pads, tampons, and all sorts of period stuff, the great Eisuke Ichinomiya realised that just maybe he does not got this.
“How many types do you even need?” He muttered tersely, arms crossed tight against his chest. He certainly looked out of place, wearing a suit that cost more than all the items in this aisle (possibly the store) combined. It should have been simple -- he knew what color the box was, having seen it once or twice when he needed something from the bathroom. And he knew they were pads, not tampons.
But even with that knowledge, it only got rid of maybe half of the possibilities. He had wanted this to be a quick trip, but it was not looking like it will be that way. “I’ll just… go with the most expensive ones.” That usually worked.
Scanning the aisle, he looked for the brand that cost the most - that meant it was better. Obviously. But as he looked, he noticed that all of them barely broke twenty dollars. Was that normal? Were they always so unreasonably cheap? Eisuke paused. Did this store have a credit card minimum? (Mind you, the places he normally went to had minimums in the thousands, so this was a whole new experience.)
“No, I have cash. I’ll be fine.” With a confident nod, he reached out and grabbed the most expensive box of pads, putting it snugly under his arm. As he walked toward the cash register, he noticed the candy aisle. You really liked that specific type of candy when it was your time of the month, even though it was cheap and not speciality made from France. With a sigh, he walked over and grabbed a bag of it. Whatever made you happy.
Though he wasn’t too happy when the cashier kept insisting she couldn’t keep the change for a $100. Why would he want to carry around twenties?
I love your tampon stories! Can you do one with Aoi Shirafuji from BUM? I don't know if you've read his story or not. If you haven't, consider this a freebie to write it for whoever you want.
AHH thanks so much!!! I love writing grown men who aren’t afraid of what a vagina having person needs during their period omg
BUT OH MAN, I’m so sorry anon I haven’t played his route (I’ve barely touched the Bulter Until Midnight app sadly) so I don’t even know where to start ;w;
I can do someone else for you?? here is a list of all the routes I’ve played!
ohhh can you do another tampon buying one?? maybe Kyobashi?
i have a soft spot for that four-eyed sadist omg
Normally, Kyobashi was one to ignore snide comments from teenagers. When he was younger, they tended to make fun of his hair and glasses. Now, he did it mostly to ignore the jibes of young men who enjoyed shouting commentary about people.
This particular group of teens, obviously loitering around the magazine rack near the front of the store as a way to spend their afternoon, were making comments about other people’s purchases. No one was safe from the commentary. As the officer waited in line to purchase his items, he listened to the various things the teens called people out on.
“Too cheap to buy brand name paper towels, old man?”
“Drain-o? What the hell you doing in your shower lady?”
“I think someone like you is gonna need more than just one stick of deodorant!”
Each jibe was met by a high five from the teens, laughter, and usually embarrassment from the person they hollered at. The people would scuffle out of the store with their heads down and the poor cashier would give them a very sincere apology. It seemed like the poor girl was alone to take care of it.
As soon as it was Katsuyuki’s turn to check out, he had devised a plan.
With the normal expression he wore toward those who did not know his more… sadistic tendencies, he started to unload his basket of items. Toothpaste, a bag of the caramel candies you liked, paper towels, etc. With each item, the boys watched and waited, hoping to find something they could use to get a rise out of him. And he knew exactly which ones they’d pick.
The final item in his basket was a very obvious, very colorful box of tampons. He had noticed you were running low and being the secretly considerate person he was, he had decided to grab you some. It was no big deal for him.
The teens lost their damn minds.
“YO, dude! Tampons? Really? Is it your time of the month~?” They hooted and hollered. The poor girl at the register gave Katsuyuki an apologetic look.
But he just smiled sweetly. “Oh, could you also get me a box of condoms? Large?” The girl’s eyes went wide, but she nodded.
As she did, he looked over to the teens with the same smile. “Because, unlike some who hang out at a convenience store in their free time, I am guaranteed someone who wants to have sex with me. And all I have to do is understand what the female body needs.” Turning to the cashier, he noticed the blush on the girl’s cheeks, along with a smile of her own. He paid, thanked her sweetly, and grabbed his bags.
With one last look at the boys, who looked very embarrassed (and a bit jealous), Kyobashi smirked. “Once you know what a woman needs, it’s more than easy for a man like myself to give her what she wants.”
As he left the store, he regained his normal composure as he walked back to your shared apartment. He couldn’t wait to tease you about what happened today.
A long, withered sigh answered him over his cell as he stood in the supermarket. Masashi was in charge of the grocery list this time around and he decided, being one of his very few days off, to take care of it sooner rather than later. But then he saw the offending item, written in your sloppy but endearing handwriting, right next to the words toothpaste and deodorant.
Tampons.
As soon as he saw it (and he made sure it was your lunch break so he would not disturb your work), he had called you to tell you ‘no’.
“Masashi, I need them. I know we talked about it, but –”
“No. You know how I feel about tampons.” Even as he spoke, he stood in front of the feminine hygiene section, nose scrunched in displeasure as he looked for the brand he knew you used. To any woman that walked by him, he looked like just another boyfriend or husband that got stuck buying the accursed items that dwelled there.
“Trust me, I know. You lecture me whenever I buy them.” Your voice was in a teasing tone now.
When the doctor saw the tampons, his face scrunched even more. “Toxic shock is a very serious matter. And tampons are the biggest cause of it in menstruating women.”
Himuro did not trust or like women. It was a known fact, something that he was constantly teased about by many of the people he called friends (and some he did not, much to Nomura’s displeasure). But, before all that, he was a doctor. A doctor that worried a bit too much about the only woman he loved’s health. He was more than willing to push through the possibility of being too close to strange women to get you the items you needed.
“Pads are too cumbersome in my line of work. I have to be able to run with ease at a minute’s notice.” This was the same argument you told him every time he voiced his displeasure.
“You know they constantly find mold in them?” He rebuttled, hand reaching out to grab the box. ‘Tampax Sport’. Masashi snorted at the name. “They don’t have high enough regulations. Now, we can easily find you that–”
“I am not using one of those cups you showed me.”
It was his turn to sigh. This was answered with that chuckle of yours that he loved so much.
“I’ll compromise.” You relented and his ears perked ever so slightly at the tone. If you were talking in person, you would have noticed the change almost immediately. “I’ll start wearing only pads at night. Deal?”
He exhaled hard through his nose, which you again chuckled at him for. “You should be doing that anyway.”
“Yes, Doctor.”
Tossing the box of tampons in his basket, he scanned the aisle. “What kind of pads do you prefer?”
“Extra longs! You know how much I move in my sleep.”
Himuro chuckled lightly, grabbing the box of pads this time. “I know, you constantly tangle yourself in my limbs.”
“Hey! You love it and you know it.”
“Yes.” He murmured as he turned on his heel to finish the shopping trip. “I know it all too well.”
Heya anon! I am going to assume you meant his S-Support with the MU, hope that’s cool UwU
And this ended up being more of a lead up to his S-Support, because I was super inspired! 8)
He had told Chrom that he was going into town to look for a sword.
And, as Lon’qu stood ramrod straight inside the jewelry shop, palms sweaty and jaw tightly clenched, he wished to all possible gods that he actually was merely buying a weapon. A weapon he could get with ease -- go to the blacksmith, see his wares, test a blade or two, and then be on his way. No second guessing, no uncertainty, and the most important…
“Hello sir!” A feminine voice pierced his thoughts. “How can I help you today?”
Lon’qu had to stop himself from visibly flinching away from the overly perky saleswoman. The type of women who bought swords and armor were easier for the genophobic swordsman to deal with. If he squinted and deluded himself hard enough, it was if they were practically men. But this woman, all smiles and make-up and bedazzled in feminine jewels, would prove difficult for his imagination.
“Uh.” He stammered, taking one step back from her close proximity. “Ring.” His throat had never felt this dry in his entire life, he thought. “I need… a ring.”
The woman nodded enthusiastically. “Of course, we have a large selection of rings. What is the occasion?” She took a step closer to him, to which he shuffled back and away. He hoped she would take the hint that he did not want to be near her soon.
“P-Proposal.” His eyes flitted around the room, trying to find something to distract him.
The only thing it did was prove to him that he was even more surrounded by women than he previously assumed. Lon’qu mentally cursed.
She sighed wistfully. “Oh, how absolutely wonderful!” She loudly exclaimed, drawing the attention of the other women in the shop. “What a lucky lady to be proposed to by a strong man like yourself~!” He could feel the eyes of almost all the women in the room as the saleswoman continued to gush over him and his reasons for being here.
If it hadn’t taken Lon’qu weeks to bolster the courage to be here, he’d have bolted in that very instant.
“Well!” The woman clapped her hands together, grinning ear to ear. “Let me show you our stock of engagement rings!” Without a second thought, she gripped her hand on his elbow and pulled him toward the jewelry case to the side of the room. He tensed very visibly as she practically dragged him along for the ride.
She let go of him in front of the long glass case and made her way to the salesclerk side opposite him. “What kind of style are you looking for today?”
“... style?” The swordsman’s eyes widened at the term. Looking down at the case, he nervously looked at all the rings. Gods, there were so many.
The woman giggled and Lon’qu had to hold back a glare. “Well, what kind of woman is your intended?”
The question caught him off guard. “Hm.” His mind went to you.
The way you smiled, even as the sun got in your eyes or the wind whipped your hair in your face. The way you concentrated on the important things, like training and tactics, but how you made sure to take everything unimportant in stride. And especially the way you would make his heart tighten in his chest just when your face softened as you talked to him.
“Soft.” He finally said. “But, strong.” His eyes lingered on the case of rings.
Because of this, he missed the adoring eyes the saleswoman gave him at his discription. “Then, I recommend this.” She reached down and pulled out a ring, gently placing it on a velvet box in front of him. Lon’qu’s attention went to the ring.
A simple one, with a small purple gem and a gold band that looked braided. It reminded him of you and your cloak, the same cloak he found himself always looking for while at camp.
“... perfect.” He murmured.
The woman smiled. “Wonderful.” Then, her eyes lit up. “So, what is her ring size?”
Lon’qu nearly choked. “Her what?”
Seems like this wouldn’t be the only time he’d visit this shop.
Send me a word and a character/series/pairing and I will write a drabble:
Cheiloproclitic - Being attracted to someones lips.
Quidnunc - One who always has to know what is going on.
Ultracrepidarian - Of one who speaks or offers opinions on matters beyond their knowledge.
Apodyopis - The act of mentally undressing someone.
Gymnophoria - The sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.
Tarantism - The urge to overcome melancholy by dancing.
Autolatry - The worship of one’s self.
Cagamosis - An unhappy marriage.
Gargalesthesia - The sensation caused my tickling.
Capernoited - Slightly intoxicated or tipsy.
Lalochezia - The use of abusive language to relieve stress or ease pain.
Cataglottism - Kissing with tongue.
Basorexia - An overwhelming desire to kiss.
Brontide - The low rumbling of distant thunder.
Grapholagnia - The urge to stare at obscene pictures.
Agelast - A person who never laughs.
Wanweird - An unhappy fate.
Dystopia - Am imaginary place of total misery. A metaphor for hell.
Petrichor - The smell of dry rain on the ground.
Anagapesis - The feeling when one no longer loves someone they once did.
Malapert - Clever in manners of speech.
Duende - Unusual power to attract or charm.
Concilliabule - A secret meeting of people who are hatching a plot.
Strikhedonia - The pleasure of being able to say “to hell with it”.
Lygerastia - The condition of one who is only amorous when the lights are out.
Ayurnamat - The philosophy that there is no point in worrying about events that cannot be changed.
Sphallolalia - Flirtatious talk that leads no where.
Baisemain - A kiss on the hand.
Druxy - Something which looks good on the outside, but is actually rotten inside.
Mamihlapinatapei - The look between two people in which each loves the other but is too afraid to make the first move.
Damn your blog looks super cool! Could I request what Ginnosuke's main story would be like from his pov?
Ahh, thanks so much!! Also, two things: 1) I hope you are ok with it being my personal favorite part of the super happy end? *o* and 2) this made me remember how much I am sad that they didn’t release his wedding in english omg ;w;
You were much like the stained glass of Mont Saint-Michel in his eyes.
Breathtakingly beautiful; from the way your eyes swept around to look at the historic walls, to how all the colors of the glass looked magnificent against your skin in the warm afternoon light.
Fragile; from his memories of your tears over your husband cheating on you, to the time he almost lost you to another woman’s violent jealousy.
Above all, you were resilient; much like how the stain glass of the cathedral managed to survive through the worst times in history, you picked yourself up and fixed yourself. Sure, he mused, you had help, but above all you did it yourself. You decided to forgive. To try to love the man who had hurt you.
It made his chest ache, if he was to be honest with himself.
Ginnosuke’s hands gripped the steering wheel ever to slightly tighter at the thought of you returning to your husband. If he were stronger, he’d have swept you off your feet and pepper kisses all over your face when he saw you again in the streets of Paris. But he knew better. You were another man’s wife and he knew he had to only be a memory during a bad time in your life.
He hoped, dreamed, wished with all his might, that at least he was a warm memory for you. One that you’d look back on with fondness in the middle of the night years from now.