you’re telling me that she met a red monster who could crush her between his fingers but she fell in love with him and he fucking became a vegetarian just for her??? and she was shunned from her family?? yeah. eclipsa I don’t even blame you atp be a monster fucker all you want
oh and she practiced dark magic but yk thats an unimportant tiny detail
'babys first moments' book but it's a carer keeping track of their milestones together.. "first time called me dada" "first time at the aquarium" "first stuffy from dada" ..
bro i’m gonna die 😭 im taking current events (a class in my school where we literally just debate and talk about current events) and i just KNOW everyone in my class is gonna have awful takes
i relapsed a few days before finals and haven’t told anyone :( i wanted to tell my daddy but i didn’t know when to bring it up. if you’re seeing this dada, m sorry :(
Feeling a little funky and I remembered how much better writing used to make me feel so I have some curious little x teacher cg headcanon things
I kinda just wrote them down so they're not the best but I might make a whole thing later
📚Curious little who loves watching documentaries with their cg. They will just sit down while playing with toys or stuffies while cg watches both the tv and their adorable little
📚 Curious little whose favorite word is “why” and teacher cg who takes the time to answer every question. It's not their fault they want to know how everything works!
📚 Teacher cg who tells their little bedtime stories to sleep, but instead of Robin Hood or Cinderella, its history facts and stories of ancient civilizations
📚 Curious little who maybe doesnt wanna talk all the time but is always happy to listen to cg talk about their day or explain their new project
📚 (taking this as they are an actual school teacher) Teacher cg who grades papers while their little watches tv close beside them and maybe peaks over their shoulder from time to time
📚 Curious little who maybe gets frustrated over certain tasks so cg sits with them and patiently explains how to do something while slowly walking through the steps with them
📚 Teacher cg who takes their little to the library every week to pick out books for them to read
Kiddo who’s so used to taking care of themself. Making their own pasta, cutting off their own crusts, filling their own cup, putting bandaids on their own owies. Kiddo who spent so long taking care of themselves and self soothing they don’t know how to act with a carer now looking out for them. Instinct tells them self soothe, to be quiet and take care of it themselves.
Their carer finds them all the time, standing on a stool to stir pasta they’re making, muffling their cries with a teddy bear or cleaning up their own scraped knees. And carer is trying to be patient, rushes in and tries to take over so kiddo knows they’re not alone and they’re being taken care of now.
“I tan do it…”
“I know you can, button. But I wanna do it for you, okay? I like taking care of you.”
In a land not so far away - there was a princess and her knight. Two souls bound together so close you could almost say it was fate. And, many said it was - serendipity itself couldn’t have brought together two more fitting souls to complete each other the way these two had. The princess, full of whimsy, compassion, charm and everlasting wonder for the world. Her knight - loyal, stoic, protective, strong and endlessly kind. Their hearts beat only for each other.
Every day was filled with safety, security, and most of all their mutual love. Whispered sweet nothings, tender touches, small gifts of appreciation were their special secret.
And these two shared many secrets.
On a fine day like today, instead of attending to her royal duties as per her usual, the princess has decided to venture out of her castle. Early in the morning her knight gently knocks on the door to her chamber, pressing his ear to the door to hear her voice. A very soft “Come in” is heard from the other side. He opens the door, his princess cuddled into her bed, her soft blankets wrapped around her. She’s barely awake her eyes hardly open at all. A small smile grows onto his face as he walks to her, “Good morning, my dear. Has the night treated you well?” He says as he brushes her hair out of her face. She turns to him with innocent eyes and a small nod. “Good, I’m happy to hear that, princess. I have a wonderful day planned for the both of us - but only if we can get you out of your nightwear fast enough. How does that sound?”
Now a smile grows onto the princess’s face, she sits up and whines as she stretches wide. Her knight walks to her wardrobe picking out the best gown for her to wear, nothing too restrictive but still just as beautiful for his princess.
The princess, finally free from her sleepy state, walks to her vanity and takes a seat waiting for her knight. Once he’s picked out the perfect dress for her he meets her and begins to run a brush through her hair, petting her softly as he does. Of course, any lady-in-waiting or maid could do this job for her. But the princess always loved the coarse hands that gently wove through her luscious hair. Hands trained for battle and war instead making neat braids and pinning tufts of hair away. Funnily enough, a skill he had picked up during the man’s knighthood. The princess gently sighed and allowed herself a moment of peace and silence as her knight continues to brush and style her hair, pinning tufts of her hair here and there. He even makes some small braids just to make her feel even more pretty than she already was. Though to him she doesn’t need to do anything to be any more pretty than she already was - she was already the prettiest sight he had ever laid his eyes on anyway.
Once he was done he takes a step back and gives the top of her head the faintest kiss. “What do you think, my lady?” She takes a moment to gaze upon herself in the mirror in the vanity - taking a moment to steal a look to her dashing knight. It makes her smile and she nods happily. He immediately notices her looking to him and he chuckles softly. “Very good then, my dear. Now, shall we head off?”
She shakes her head and stands, dashing to another part of her room (“Careful princess!” Says her knight - worried she may trip and fall.) she returns promptly with a favorite plushie of hers. One that she would never let herself be seen with in public in a regular basis, but just as mentioned before today was a special day. A secret day. The knight’s heart softens at the scene, his adoration growing for the princesse with every moment. He gently rubs the top of the stuffed animals head “Ah of course, we cannot afford to forget any friends now can we?” She shakes her head ‘no’ and hands him her plushie. The princess walks to her wardrobe, opening it and pulling out a long shawl - the knight walks over to her. He sets the plushie down nearby before he helps her put the shawl on, tugging the hood over her head. “Perfect.” He takes her hand and they leave the room, he opens it very slightly just to assure that no one is around to see them. When they confirmed no one was around they leave the room shutting the door just as gently as they had opened it. The pair made their way through the castle walls - swiftly avoiding any other guards and maids until they finally make their way to the stables.
The princess, always excited to see the horses, makes her way to her knights horse. Tall and mighty yet gentle and kind. Reminding her of his very owner and caretaker. She squeals quietly and pets the creatures nose before nuzzling it with a small hug. The horse whinnies and gladly accepts her gesture, already used to her due to the knights very frequent visits to the princess.
“I have a surprise for you, dearest.” Says the knight making his way just around the corner for a split moment.
The princess cocks her head curiously, what could he possibly have planned?
The knight comes back with a picnic basket in one hand and a blanket in the other. “Does my lady fancy a picnic on a fine morning such as today?” She lets out another giddy squeal, lifting the lid of it to peer inside. Various tea sandwiches, fruit and cheeses lay inside. Simple but always appreciated when it was made by someone so special to her. “Could you be a big girl for me, lovely? I need to prepare our noble steed for our journey. I need you to keep him busy while I put his saddle on. I even have some treats in here for him” he says as he reaches in and holds out some apple slices. She takes them and excitedly feeds the apples to the horse. The knight quickly setting down the blanket and basket and before putting his saddle onto it. Truthfully, his horse didn’t need a distraction - being that he trained it so well he was very tolerant in nature. But his princess loved the horse, so any excuse to let her interact with him was reason enough. With the saddle ready to go he packs away any other supplies for their outing.
“Alright, dearest, are you just about ready to go?” The princess nods and starts to jump in place excitedly. “Mhmm! I am I am!” Her knight smiles. “Very good! Now let’s get you ready too, sweet girl.” His princess is all too familiar with this routine. She lifts her arms, signaling to him to pick her up. Which he does, he lifts her up and onto the horse, making sure she’s steady before handing her the picnic basket and then lifting himself onto the horse right behind her. Making sure she is nice and tucked between his arms as he takes the reins. “Shall we, princess?”
“We shall.” She says before signaling to the horse that it’s time to ride. The horse lets out a snort before walking to their usual path. It’s hidden to most but not to them. The knight had discovered it once on a patrol, he followed it and found it led to a beautiful pasture through the nearby forest.
As they rode by peacefully the princess cuddles into her knight, finally able to act how she pleases without possible peering eyes. The knight in return rubs his cheek onto the top of her head. He continues to ride along with her, the princess of course pointing out all kinds of things on their path. Trees, birds, squirrels and rabbits. Even a deer and her doe!
He’s silent as he listens, besides the occasional “Yes, sweetheart” and “Very good, darling”. He isn’t a man of many words which makes every phrase one to cherish in her eyes.
Finally, they reach the pasture - due to spring starting to settle in its filled with all kinds of flowers! The princess already excited thinking of which ones she could possibly find points to it and looks back at her knight. He smiles to her and brings the horse to a stop, stepping down from him and patting it on the back as a ‘thank you’ before opening his arms to his princess. She leans down and allows her knight to bring her back to the ground. The second her feet meet the grass she dashes off, soft giggles trailing her as she does. The knight watches her with a chuckle. “Not too far, precious! Find us a good spot why don’t you?”
“I will, papa!” She says as she continues to explore. The knight leads the horse through and offers another treat. Despite this, he continues to keep a watchful eye on her. The princess, after exploring for a short while, crouches into a clear patch of grass looking back to her noble caregiver. She calls for him and waves. “Right here papa!!” He waves back and nods, walking over to her.
“Are you sure you would like to have our picnic here, darling? Wouldn’t you like to be closer to the flowers?” He begins to unpack despite his question, setting down the quilt from before so she and her stuffed friend may rest as soon as possible. “I don’t want to ruin the flowers papa!! So silly hehe” he chuckles and nods in agreement. “That is a fair point, little one. How thoughtful.” She coos in response and steps onto the quilt, sitting as she waits for her caregiver to finish setting up.
He finally sits down himself after unpacking everything from the horse, the food nicely spread out. The horse taking the chance to do some grazing in the grass nearby. The princess sits her plush into her lap before starting to snack onto the various food her knight had spread before them.
They spend the entire morning, sitting and eating together. The princess talks on and on about her days and, of course, her knight listens. He nods and responds occasionally. Though, his favorite part really is just getting to listen to her voice. In the afternoon, the princess settles for some flower picking, walking around the meadow of flowers. She gently picks one by one of all kinds. Bringing them back to her knight to show them off.
“Why don’t you make something of all these flowers, my princess?” He says with a smile. She excitedly squeals and nods, sitting back onto the blanket. She settles on flower crowns, taking her time weaving the stems together. The knight take this time to stand, brushing her hair out once more. The feeling of her hair on his hands is something he relishes in. She hums as she weaves the flowers together. To him, it’s the sweetest sound in all the land. His princess his heaven sent and could never be convinced otherwise. While she’s busy, he begins to braid her hair. It’s nice and neat - admittedly a skill he practiced on his horse before. Something he wanted to perfect for the day he braided the hair of his precious little girl. Once he finished her braid he walks off. The princess looks up from her own half finished project, a small pout and whine escaping her lips. He chuckles and kisses her forehead. “I’ll only be a moment, my flower. I’ll be right where you can see me, keep working on your crown, sweetness.” She blushes from his sweet words, how could she resist? She nods and continues to weave. The horse now finished with his grazing finally laying down right next to the princess. Almost like a dog laying next to their owner. The princess smiles up at it and finishes up her first crown and placing it upon the horses head, hoping it would be calm enough to let it stay.
The knight walks off, picking his own flowers for his own project. Not wanting to take any away from his little one. Once his arm is full of flowers he comes back to their spot only to find his princess weaving a new smaller flower crown and his horse with one of his own. He laughs at the sight and pets the horse, thanking it of its patience. “He looks beautiful, my princess. You’re very kind.” He says before walking himself behind her. The princess smiles bashfully, admittedly a little shy from his endless compliments. Though she’ll never tell him to stop either.
Her knight starts to place the flowers he’s collected into the princess’ hair. “Flowers for his flower” he says. Though, no flower could ever come close to the delicate beauty of his beloved princess. The princess, now finished with her second flower crown turns to look up to him. His heart absolutely melts at the sight. How could a man such as himself have gotten so lucky? He’ll never know but he’ll never stop thanking the gods for giving him such a privilege. He reaches down and gently pets her cheek, softly murmuring to her. “Such a sweet thing. My pretty girl.” She leans into his touch, cooing softly and nuzzling his hand. He takes a seat next to her, “What a small flower crown, who could it be for, my lady?” She points to her plush and giggles. The knight picks the plush up and sits it onto his lap. “Oh I see - you’re very gracious, princess.” She lays the flower crown on top of the stuffed animals head, humming in response.
Noticing that everyone now has flowers except her caregiver she gets a little sad. A small frown spreads across her face. That is until she has another idea.
She brings her braid in front of her, admiring the work of her caregiver. He pets her braid softly before plucking a flower and putting it into his hair too. Her gentle touch meets his hair and bow its his turn to lean into her touch. He looks into her eyes, “Thank you, dearest. You have always had the kindest heart.” He says with a gentle voice. She hums happily and scoots herself close to him, leaning against his chest and nuzzling into him.
“Mm.. I love you papa..”
“I love you too, my princess.”
She yawns, which tells him her nap time is approaching. He leans back and pats his lap, “Come darling, rest your head. My sweet girl has had a big day today. I promise I’ll keep you and your friend safe no matter what.” He says as he hands her the stuffed animal. She does just that, gently laying herself down and curling up against him. The knight pets her head as she slowly drifts off to sleep, the afternoon sun shining onto them as the gentle spring breeze keeps them cool.
It’s a picture perfect day and a pair so loving that one would think could only exist in a fairy tale.
A/N:Tried something a little bit different! I hope you guys like it I honestly worked really hard and it was a concept I fell in love with immediately! I’ve seen so many moodboards for this type of dynamic and I really do hope I see more!
