a/n: I will continue to add to this list as more ideas come to mind. There are some things i canât think of right now that I donât feel comfortable writing
Will not write:
- noncon
- abuse(in a sexual way)
- proships
- Smut (prob wont, idk tho)
Will write:
- fluff/really romantic stuff
-ships
- suggestive
- mostly write for felix but i can write for others
- deep stories and backgrounds with trauma or hardships
iâm not the kind of person to open up on the internet, especially because that sorta just opens up the portal for my feelings to get hurt. But iâm genuinely confused and itâs making me insane.
Iâve been stuck inside my house for over a week, this heatwave along with just random emotional switches, im drowning. It feels like im being hit with a wave of depression and i havent been THIS BAD in months.
I recently reconnected with someone, and iâm eager to prove that we can be close and honest and shit. But i feel like im just being overwhelming even though theyâve said im not. They also have emotional tides and i think iâm just focusing on it too hard but I dont know what to do. Being left on delivered for 5 hours hurts. And maybe itâs just bc we need to get used to each other again but i feel like maybe im just the emotionally sensitive one and iâm making everything harder. Ofc i was anxious and sad a few days before they even reached out. Iâm really hoping this is just my depression spike and not them. Because i crave them and their presence and i dont want to mess it up. They were so kind to me, and then this awkwardness is making me feel like im just doing shit wrong.
If anyone has ANY tips im fucking willing to do most anything.
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Worried felix gives you remedies for your sickness
°Ë⎠Warning: short!
You were sick, and it was BAD. Itâs been days and all youâve been able to do is lay in bed and go to the bathroom. A bowl full of tissues sat beside your bed and on the bedside table was an assortment of different types of meds. Felix was getting more and more worried. He didnât like knowing you were laying in bed, every touch to your skin felt 100x more sensitive and every movement felt like an attack on your muscles.
He had to do something.
So he called him mom, naturally. âThat sounds horrible! I hope the dear is okay.. tell them I said I hope they get well.â Felix says his thanks, then his goodbyes and hung up the phone. Now.. Chan. Chan gave him more than a few suggestions. Mostly because Chan does this often for both himself and the members when they start to feel ill. He wrote it all down in his notes and thanked him before eventually hanging up as well. Your fever had been spiking throughout the day. The big shifts in temperature was exhausting your body, youâd spent most of the day asleep and in a cold sweat.
He went to the store and bought everything Chan said heâd need to. Onion, pear, honey, garlic, ginger and other stuff too. Getting home was the easy part of this all. Putting the things away and giving it a little longer before he forced these strange assortments of foods down your throat. He came to your bed side, kissed your forehead to test your fever. âStill high...â Heâd let you nap for a few minutes before he put you through all this.
His hand gently rubbed over your back, grazing over your shoulders and whispering gently. "Open those eyes angel, I have something for you." He felt bad knowing his surprise was actually the worst stuff known to man. He smiled softly while watching you fight the light beaming into your eyes. "Come on silly, go to the kitchen." You were thinking 'aww how sweet he made me soup or tea?' Nope! He needed to force this illness out of you. You sat down at the counter, and you noticed that he had a pot of boiling water on the stove top. Confusion filled your mind, but you didn't ask questions... yet.
He looked at you with a sad expression, "You're not gonna like this... I'm so sorry." He took out a piece of ginger and held it up to your mouth. "Do I have too?" He made a sympathetic smile, "if you want to feel better." You sighed and took a few bites; he had to encourage you not to spit it out or throw up. After a few bites your felt decently proud of yourself. He brought the simmering pot of water and sat it in front of you with a towel, "okay lean your face over it." The towel was placed over your head, and you sighed into the steam hitting your face. He put a glob of honey onto a cut onion, he slowly looked up at you.
"Felix, I'm not eating that."
He smiled slightly, "it's for your health."
"Please anything else."
He sighed, "please sunny? I'll bake your brownies after! Blondies! Anything just please."
The worried tone in his voice hit you hard and you caved hard. "Fine give me the onion." First bite... the initial taste wasn't horrible, but after a while of chewing the after taste was starting to become overwhelming. Your cupped your hands over your mouth, "please felix it's so gross." He hushed you gently and rubbed your back. With the encouragement you finished enough of the onion to satisfy him.
"Good job, angel. I have a pear; do you want that while I make the brownies?" He kissed your face and gave you the pear. Brownies were made and food was ordered as an apology.
She was warm.. really warm. You couldnât help but scoot closer. Aerith hummed and turned her body around on the towel, raised her eyebrows and made this smug expression. âAnd what do you think youâre doing?â She spoke in her usual soft sweet tone, but there was a bit of sass thrown in there too.
âYouâre warm. I just wanted to get comfortable.â Aerith knew you were just trying to play it off. âAnd so is the sun darling, weâre on the beach.â She tilted her head and blinked at you. âSo? Your skin is soft..â She pats your head. You pressed your face into her chest, nuzzling your nose where it was the warmest. âHey!â
âSorry.. comfortable.â You felt her roll her eyes.
âMaybe weâll extend the alone time. Just till we're in the Inn room.â in that teasing tone. You had to hide the overwhelming joy you felt.
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Worried felix gives you remedies for your sickness
°Ë⎠Warning: short!
You were sick, and it was BAD. Itâs been days and all youâve been able to do is lay in bed and go to the bathroom. A bowl full of tissues sat beside your bed and on the bedside table was an assortment of different types of meds. Felix was getting more and more worried. He didnât like knowing you were laying in bed, every touch to your skin felt 100x more sensitive and every movement felt like an attack on your muscles.
He had to do something.
So he called him mom, naturally. âThat sounds horrible! I hope the dear is okay.. tell them I said I hope they get well.â Felix says his thanks, then his goodbyes and hung up the phone. Now.. Chan. Chan gave him more than a few suggestions. Mostly because Chan does this often for both himself and the members when they start to feel ill. He wrote it all down in his notes and thanked him before eventually hanging up as well. Your fever had been spiking throughout the day. The big shifts in temperature was exhausting your body, youâd spent most of the day asleep and in a cold sweat.
He went to the store and bought everything Chan said heâd need to. Onion, pear, honey, garlic, ginger and other stuff too. Getting home was the easy part of this all. Putting the things away and giving it a little longer before he forced these strange assortments of foods down your throat. He came to your bed side, kissed your forehead to test your fever. âStill high...â Heâd let you nap for a few minutes before he put you through all this.
His hand gently rubbed over your back, grazing over your shoulders and whispering gently. "Open those eyes angel, I have something for you." He felt bad knowing his surprise was actually the worst stuff known to man. He smiled softly while watching you fight the light beaming into your eyes. "Come on silly, go to the kitchen." You were thinking 'aww how sweet he made me soup or tea?' Nope! He needed to force this illness out of you. You sat down at the counter, and you noticed that he had a pot of boiling water on the stove top. Confusion filled your mind, but you didn't ask questions... yet.
He looked at you with a sad expression, "You're not gonna like this... I'm so sorry." He took out a piece of ginger and held it up to your mouth. "Do I have too?" He made a sympathetic smile, "if you want to feel better." You sighed and took a few bites; he had to encourage you not to spit it out or throw up. After a few bites your felt decently proud of yourself. He brought the simmering pot of water and sat it in front of you with a towel, "okay lean your face over it." The towel was placed over your head, and you sighed into the steam hitting your face. He put a glob of honey onto a cut onion, he slowly looked up at you.
"Felix, I'm not eating that."
He smiled slightly, "it's for your health."
"Please anything else."
He sighed, "please sunny? I'll bake your brownies after! Blondies! Anything just please."
The worried tone in his voice hit you hard and you caved hard. "Fine give me the onion." First bite... the initial taste wasn't horrible, but after a while of chewing the after taste was starting to become overwhelming. Your cupped your hands over your mouth, "please felix it's so gross." He hushed you gently and rubbed your back. With the encouragement you finished enough of the onion to satisfy him.
"Good job, angel. I have a pear; do you want that while I make the brownies?" He kissed your face and gave you the pear. Brownies were made and food was ordered as an apology.
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Although allergic, fairies seem to love you
°Ë⎠Warning: none
Zeldaâs dragon was currently moving through the sky not too far from where the two of you were currently sleeping at for the night. Link was currently sat at the fire, sat on the soft dirt thinking about ways to complete the next temple. He poked the fire with a stick, his eyes slowly drifting to his glowing arm, Rauruâs arm, the one he had lost only a few weeks ago. Things would be much harder if it werenât for you, youâd been continuously helpful and supportive. Although, with his quietness, it was hard to express his appreciation.
The night carried on, you across the other side of the fire, sat against a tree falling asleep. Your legs were slightly parted, knees together, arms limp beside you. You breathed quietly. He glanced up at you, admiring the peaceful expression before looking back at his arm. After a few minutes a faint glow caught his attention, he picked his get up and looked forward at you.
Fairies.. slowly floating down and settling over your knees, arms, thighs and some on your head. Heâd never seen them do that before.. was there a reason? They fluttered around you, some settled on your boots. One slowly flapped over your face, the faint glow in your eyes made you weakly crack them open. The fairy sat on your nose, you looked at it hazily before taking in a deep breath. The strong urge to sneeze because overwhelming. The sneeze came out hard, you felt your body lift off the ground slightly with the force. âAughh.. sniffâ your tired eyes watched as the fairies scattered from your body.
Link couldnât help but be fascinated. After all he had to stay completely still to get one, meanwhile they flocked to you willingly. The fairies slowly floated back onto you, going right back to where they were. He heard your tired voice, a tiny okay, just accepting the fact they werenât going to leave. He made a tiny smile. It was a nice sight, and not because you looked like a highlighter. You eventually fell asleep again, sniffling every now and then. He wondered if you were allergic. Although that thought was cut short when he looked up and saw more fairies in the tree above you. Christmas came early. He collected a lot of fairies that night, beneficial for the road ahead. Plus he got more time to watch you rest peacefully.
That next day, while walking around a particularly murky and foggy forest, the fairies seemed to just follow you around. Of course theyâd dispersed when he got too close but, even the great fairy he had visited was surprised to see the school bus of fairies you were hauling. He had a sympathetic smile every time you sneezed, your eyes were slightly irritated and your nose has been running all day. He eventually shooâd them off, but one day he knows theyâll come back.
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Aang is very concerned about your emotional well being
°Ë⎠Warning: None
Itâs been.. well quite a time since youâve been this emotional. The past few weeks have been exhausting. Aang has been busy doing Avatar duties, and yourself has been dealing with other diplomatic issues. The two began to clash. Time alone together became cut short or simply rare, and your hours of sleep has began to decrease as well.
Heâs noticed how exhausted you were, and the loving boyfriend he is, he wanted to stop everything just to hold you and tell you itâd be alright. But there was no time, the anxiety and worry began to eat at him. The boiling point was when you had stopped a crisis between two tribes and got caught in the cross fire. Aang immediately dropped what he was doing in order to go and help you.
Itâd been a day and a half since the incident and your body was still worn out. You hadnât left your quarters in a while, a few members of their respective tribes came to apologize to you, but all messages were taken through Katara. You wereâ emotionally reactive. And she didnât want you to feel any worse. Aang landed, sliding down Appa and approaching Katara. âAre.. they okay?â
Katara gave him this unamused look, âDefine okay.â Aang gulped at that, âUhh? Not screaming and crying? Yelling.. or throwing things?â She sighed, put a hand on his shoulder and shook her head. âIâm not sure, she hasnât come out since it happened, I guess sheâs still upset. Just donât say anything stupid.â He nodded and slowly turned the handle.
The sound made you go rigid. You stayed still while you waited for someone to speak. âHey.. you okay?â Thats all you needed to hear. You were immediately sat up with tears in your eyes. âOh honey..â He started walking towards you, but you were quick and already wrapping yourself around his broad shoulders. He nestled his nose into your shoulder, lovingly wrapping his arms around your body and holding you close.
âIâm so tired. I donât want to keep doing this, i want to go home and be with you.â His heart ached, knowing all this distress was mostly caused from the distance between you two.
âI know honey, weâll fix it soon..â He tried to be optimistic, to be hopeful. You cried a little harder, fingers dug into his clothes and your ankles crossed over his back. âIâll stay for a while.â You pulled back and looked at him with a slightly puffy face. âMaybe you should eat something. You look like you havenât been eating well enough.â
His gentleness made you cry again, he went completely still and brushed some of your hair back. âAre you sure youâre okay? Iâm worried.â His big beautiful eyes looked at you with the most honest concern. You told him you were fine butâ he knew otherwise.
He stayed, ate dinner with you and even slept with you the whole night! In the morning, Katara made a list of things he and you should get from the market. She wanted the two of you to do an activity together, just you two, alone time. He took the list and rubbed his hand up your back. âCome on, time to wake up. You wanna come with me to the market? Itâs okay, iâll make sure no one comes up to you okay?â You nodded, wiped your face and changed into fresh clothes.
The walk to the market was peaceful, kids playing here and there but nothing too stressful. Whilst picking out melons, he picked up a nice heavy one, filled with water, just the way you liked it. He knew how sweet you like your watermelons. He showed it to you with a pretty smile on his face. Tears immediately built up into your eyes. He didnât know what to say, stood there trying to calm you down. He realized you were crying because you felt.. overwhelmed by how caring he was being. He had been extremely nice to you, affectionate, and attentive. You hadnât experienced any of that recently. He smiled at you gently, âCome here dummy.â He smothered you with kisses until you laughed.
âLetâs get this back to Katara okay? Iâll stay for longer this time.â He hugged you close, pressing his cheek against your head and walked all the way back with you. The warmth and comfort that followed for the next few days was well needed, for both of you. You sank into his arms every time, and every time he held you tighter.
Summary: You and Link had always been close. But recently he's been drifting a bit, and you're worried about him.
Warnings: none
small warning, this is unedited and not beta-read so...
if there are grammatical errors, have mercy on me
if there are any warnings i missed, please tell me
this is legit word vomit, ngl
hope you enjoy tho
- Diamond
(work under the cut)
Link had been acting strange recently. Stranger than usual at least. At first, you figured it was just⊠Link being Link. Maybe he was having a bad week, or a noble had insulted his common origins again, or maybe a knight had badmouthed the princessâ honor. There were so many little explanations for his behavior.Â
Yet you couldnât shake the feeling that there was more to it than that.Â
Which was ridiculous. If something was bothering Link so terribly, youâd like to believe heâd tell you. Though the more you think about it⊠and who youâre talking about⊠Link probably wouldnât even tell you. Someone he trusted enough to love.Â
The idea made your chest hurt, but you couldnât deny the validity of it. Link has always been horrible at sharing his problems, even with the people who cared about him.
âLink?â You whispered softly, voice echoing through your shared chambers. You received no response. This wasnât uncommon. Link may not appear as such, but he was a deep thinker. His mind was brilliant, and that brilliance had been what had pulled you in, all those years ago. Being little kids in Mabe Village, running around the ranch. You could vividly remember the childish laughter, and how quickly it turned into hushed whimpers as the others hid from the guards that had come to collect Link. To take him far away from home.Â
So far it took you years to finally find him again. Despite his fame as the hero, all you could see is that brilliant young boy with eyes bluer and brighter than the lake that youâd visit with the other ranch residents.Â
âLink,â you called again, footsteps echoing alongside your voice as you stepped closer to where he sat on the bed, prepared for what would be a⊠restful sleep.Â
âStarlight,â he finally breathed as you sat next to him, his eyes meeting yours as he was dragged out of the haze heâd been stuck in for the past few days.Â
âYouâve been⊠unwell these past few days, is there something wrong?â You ask, hand brushing over his knuckles as he entwines your fingers together.Â
âItâs⊠nothing you need to worry about, Starlight,â Link assures you, breathing out a sigh as he brings you close, bringing you into his arms. âIâm just worried that the Disaster will come, and we wonât be ready,â Link admits, arms tightening around your shoulders.Â
âSunshine, youâve been training for this all your life⊠even if you think youâre not ready yet, well, I know youâre ready for whatever comes your way. Whether it be divine wrath or a man with a pitchfork,â you answer, pressing your forehead to his, hands cupping his cheeks as he stares into your eyes with admiration⊠and doubt.Â
âHow can you be so sure?â Link questions, voice soft, eyebrows furrowing.
âBecause I know you, Sunshine. Youâre someone who never gives up, who never backs down, and has a mind so brilliant, Iâm not sure how I got so lucky,â you speak, gently brushing away the mussed up hair from his face. Link smiles lightly, gaze softening as he looks into your eyes, bringing you into a crushing hug.Â
âYou always know just what to say, dontcha, Starlight?â Link chuckles as you press your face into his shoulder, memorizing his scent and the feeling of his warmth surrounding you. What you couldnât see was the way his smile falls, the soft look in his eyes replaced by something unreadable.Â
âÂ
âThe hero is missing!â
âWhat?â
âHe disappeared!â
âWhere could he have gone?â
âDid he abandon us?â
âHow could he!â
âThat traitorâŠ!â
â
â...Your Highness,â you mumbled.Â
âGood evening, dear knight,â she greeted, voice tender, eyes filled with the same warmth you could recall in her gaze every time you had met. â...You heard the news, didnât you?â Zelda questioned, and your silence told her everything.
âMy deepest, sincerest apologies, my dear knightâŠâ Zelda murmurs as she wraps her arms around you, quietly soothing your sobs as the night passes on.Â
âÂ
âBlack blooded monsters? That is⊠quite unusual,â Zelda comments as you bring her news of what your latest travels had uncovered. âPerhaps⊠he has something to do with this? The same way he had corrupted the Guardians⊠Do you believe youâll be able to grant us an audience with one of them? I believe weâll need to discuss this with them,â Zelda requested, eyebrows furrowed in thought.Â
âOf course. Iâm sure Nayadra would be more than willing to help,â you nodded, a hand grasping at the strap of your leather bag.Â
âI greatly appreciate this, Iâll have to inform the guard to be wary of these monsters. They appear smarter, more powerful compared to the usual monsters weâre accustomed to, no use risking an encounter,â Zelda answered, dismissing you shortly after that.Â
Sighing, you wandered away from the castle, heading toward the peaks of Necluda, a place of freezing cold temperatures⊠and the Guardian of Wisdomâs favorite place to linger. First, however, you wanted something to eat before you hit the road. Cooking on the road may be delicious, and you liked to believe youâd developed some decent cooking skills⊠nothing could be a local restaurant. Not when it came to the Castletown businesses.Â
You found a stand selling some food, and decided that it was best you grab some to-go food instead of dining it.Â
âThatâll be 30 rupees,â the shopkeep said as you sighed, digging through your wallet to grab the thirty rupees. It wasnât expensive per se⊠but still. You could only hope the food was worth the price.Â
Walking to the outskirts of the city, you smiled at the sight of your loftwing peacefully resting near the stables. âHey girl, ready for a trip to Necluda?â You greeted the bird, who gave a low coo in return, unraveling from her place near the stables. âThank you for taking care of her,â you bowed to the stablekeep, who waved you and your extra rupees off.Â
Once out of the city, you mounted your loftwing, and you suddenly found yourself with a foreboding feeling.Â
It was probably nothing.Â
â
This is definitely not nothing, you thought as you stood next to the usual spot that the Guardian of Wisdom liked to hang out at. The peaks of Necluda. For some odd reason, you couldnât find any traces of the Guardian around.Â
What you did find was a portal that was swirling purple, accompanied by the overwhelming urge to enter it.Â
Still, what kind of hero would you be if you randomly entered every suspicious portal you encountered? So, seeing as Nayadra wasnât around, you attempted to settle down at the Necluda peaks for the night, your loftwing flying off and away from the freezing temperatures she was not made to withstand.Â
Of course, your attempts to ignore it were⊠futile. As the pulling and tugging in your chest turned into a yanking sensation that knocked you off your feet.Â
âFuck fuckâ okay! Okay! Geezâ... what do you want now, White Goddess?â You cursed, fumbling as you did your best to resist the journey the White Goddess was attempting to send you on. No way you were going on another one. The first two had already been worse than the depths of Dinraalâs recklessness.Â
No way, not by the Golden Goddesses, would you willingly go on another one.Â
âIâm afraid she isnât giving you much choice,â a familiar, collected voice cut through the snow storm.Â
âNayadra!â You exclaimed before their words registered. âWait, what does that meanââ Before you could even finish, a portal opened up underneath your feet, and you found yourself swept away and into a brand new adventure. One you were sorely unenthused about.Â
. . .
âThat⊠that fucking hurt!â You hissed, hands on your knees as you breathed in and out. A harsh glare was aimed at the river youâd landed in. It just had to be a running one too, didnât it? Was this some sort of retribution for your attempts to resist her? You swore you were so gonna tell Zel about this when you got home. At least she could lower the amount of sacrifices that year. Thatâll teach that damned goddess a lesson.Â
Before you could properly assess more about your current location, you heard the sound of approaching footsteps. And they didnât sound very friendly. In fact, heavily armored was more like it. Well, one heavily armored person. The rest of the armor sounded lighter to you.Â
When you turned, still disorientated by the wonderful little dip youâd just taken, you almost jumped out of your skin at what you saw.Â
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: How each member would âsoft launchâ you
°Ë⎠Warning: Not the most well written thing! Might be not extremely accurate
.âïž ĘË Chan:
- Doesnât really âpostâ because he wants to protect you, you took a picture of him mid nap and put it on his bubble with no context. and only laughed when someone asked who took the picture. twitter had a field day
- If he does âpostâ itâs probably the most boyfriend coded pictures ever like the ones Changbin took, however this time fans didnât get a look of who took the photos.
.âïž ĘË Minho:
- Posts a picture of his cats but in the very corner your hand is slightly visible in the cats fur.
- Indirectly talks abt you on bubble but itâs so confusing that no one gets it. Heâs always so random so no expects any different
.âïž ĘË Changbin:
- Would post cute gym pictures like two yoga mats beside each other or matching water bottles. This man is so good to you, he has matching keychains on his bag wherever he goes
- Would post a picture of himself holding two bags, outside a restaurant known for couples dining.
.âïž ĘË Hyunjin:
- Lets you pain his nails and posts them to his story with a sappy love song.
- Posts matching hoodies on his story, nail sets that look like they should be matching with another person, and probably posted a bouquet at least once.
.âïž ĘË Jisung:
- Random aah doodles like usual but this time he drew extra silly ones that looked like two hands holding.
- Wrote a cute verse about you and put it as his insta caption but didnât specify.
.âïž ĘË Felix:
- Bakes/cooks for you, posts it to his bubble claiming its for a âspecial personâ but doesnât elaborate further
- Heâs like chan in the way he wants to protect you as much as possible which usually means the most secretive posts EVER
.âïž ĘË Seungmin:
- Posts two differently styled bracelets on his story, also could definitely see him making âjokesâ here and there only you would get. Some people catch on, but itâs never enough to point fingers
- Makes an odd smirk whenever someone talks about his future or the possibility of him being with someone
.âïž ĘË Jeongin:
- Probably posts odd looking plushies and one of supposed to be you lmao. Jokes about it on bubble and people post it to twitter thinking heâs just hilarious
- Posted himself in your clothes and people definitely noticed how it didnât fit him in the chest and shoulders. He was asked about it twice and just smirked
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Youâre obsessed with the way your boyfriend smells
°Ë⎠Warning: short!
â°â€ Reqs: open
You absolutely love the way Felix smells, itâs addictive. Itâs like you canât find it anywhere else even though youâve smelt his perfume, it justâ isnât the same. Felix smells like pure vanilla and something else you canât quite place. At first you tried to be subtle about it, but Felix caught on quietly. He loved that you found comfort in the scent, so he never mentioned it and let you crawl all over him any time you saw him.
The body contact and attention he was getting made him extremely happy. And sometimes people said he looked like he was in an even better mood than usual. Felix might be the kind to sniff his food, praising how good it smells before devouring itâ but seeing you do that to him made him realize just how affectionate it was. When heâd come home from an event, smelling like different kinds of perfumes or colognes, he would see that flash of disappointment in your eyes. Sure he smelled nice, but it wasnât him. So he started wearing the vanilla scent more and more, even started using different vanilla scented lotions and body oils.
The effect was immediate. He came home that night after a meeting with management and coming in through the door was like a big shift happened. The house felt warmer, a little more comfortable and relaxed. Seeing your face perk up into a sweet smile while you hugged him was the highlight of his night. Youâd shove your face into his neck and heâd tilt his head to give you more access. Cuddling and other close proximity activities became more and more frequent. Felix being obviously a very physically affectionate and open person, was definitely more than welcoming of this fact.
The smell never fully came out of the blankets, pillow cases, or anything else in the house. But thatâs what made it so memorable.
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: You have back pain just like Felix, meaning the both of you take care of each other!
°Ë⎠Warning: None
Having a debilitating hip and back pain wasnât something either of you were a stranger too. Felixâs pain was due to an injury in a car accident, yours however was chronic pain. He knew better than anyone how painful it could be, how much of a hurdle it was to get through every day. Which us why there was so much patience and stability in your relationship.
There was times on stage, during a fan meet, where Felixâs pain just became too much. He needed relief, but with so many people watching it felt impossible. While the crowd watched Hyunjin and Chan do something together, Felix came and stood in front of you while you were sitting in your stool. Pretending to fix his clothes, you pressed your thumbs into his lower back and made circles. You felt his body jerk, you shushed him gently and kept going.
A few cameras caught the interaction, the way Felixâs face scrunched in pain yet still softened when you spoke to him. The clip went semi viral with the concern of both of your healths. Although it was never spoken out loud was obvious that the two of you were very close and knew how to manage each otherâs pains.
In a recent skz vlog, you lay on the floor, accidentally haven fallen asleep to music. Jeongin, sat beside you and pat your back while you slept. Felix however, had just came back from getting water. Seeing you on the floor, laying on your stomach was a given. He sat over your legs and brushed your shirt up. The pressure of his palms made you whine in pain, but itâs common knowledge that Felix is extremely good in massages. His warm hands worked your hips and around your tail bone. Eventually the whining stopped and began to help. Jeongin asked him questions about your pain, Felix answered a few but didnât give every detail incase it wasnât something you wanted others to know.
At home, this same behavior continued. When the pain became just too much, he was there to help. When you dropped something and could bend over at all? Felix was there to help you. If Felix was frustrated because it hurt to sit? Youâd adjust all the blankets in the bed to support whatever position felt the best. And if both of you were in pain, the day was filled with affection and gentle reminders. âItâs okay sweetheart, make sure you stretch later. Please drink water.â Heâd gently shush you if the pain began to make you cry.
âI know, I know. Let me help you shampoo.â And when you were finished? Youâd put some shampoo on your hands and begin to wash his hair as well.
Going to the beach together was another thing, laying on a soft towel, warm sand over your feet and the sun hitting the aching joints in your body made a bit more bearable. The sand molding to your position. That night, when the two of you are in bed and the exhaustion kicked in, the peacefulness finally settled. The gentleness, the patience, and the love never went awayâ never faltered.
a/n: sorry itâs short iâll work on something bigger soon
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Felix and you go on a little trip together!
°Ë⎠Warning: none
You know those tiny car living videos you see on xiaohongshu? Yeah well Felix got obsessed with them over the very last week of his events and come up with this whole plan in his head. He wanted to rent one of these mini chinese vans, drive out of city for a day or two and just relax in nature. Maybe even go on a hike or two just to really experience everything. As soon as he got home he started to rent the van, he totally forgot to ask you first.
About an hour later he comes into your shared bedroom and announces, âOkay you need to pack.â You looked confused and startled so he started again, âOkay so I had an idea.. Why donât we rent those tiny vans and go stay somewhere for a night where we can see the stars. Just us.â He sounded so gentle and excited that you couldnât refuse him, thank god because he had already rented the van and started making an order for everything the two of you would need. âGreat cause.. I already did it.â That sweet awkward smile showed up on his cute face.
âLix!â He shrugged and smiled, wrapping his arms around you and kissing your face. âItâll be fun.â You had no doubt that itâll fun, sounds cozy, the two of you are perfectly fine with sleeping and living as velcro to each other. âOkay really, start packing, only a couple pairs of clothes and stuff like shoes.â That night, he was basically wiggling with excitement when the two of you got into bed. He was so happy, heâd been watching these videos for months now. If it werenât for you cuddling up to him then he probably wouldnât have been able to sleep all night.
In the morning, the two of you ate breakfast and bought some things like fruits, veggies, and other quick meals. He was so excited. And seeing him happy was warming. It was still cold out and even more so at night, so the two of you packed a bunch of blankets and socks, as well as the projector for entertainment. As you guys drove off into a quiet area away from the city and into a campground, he got the back of the van cozy and ready for the first night. Felix took the mini grill out and started to prepare dinner, you cut some vegetables and laid them on the grill.
After eating under the stars, the ambiance of nature, and each otherâs company it was finally time to lay down. With the curtain open and the windows slightly cracked for air flow, the two of you laid in the back of the van, cuddled up to each other. The coolness of outside and the warmth of your bodies created a calm atmosphere for the both of you. âI like it when itâs just us.â Felix paused before continuing. âI mean.. I like spending time with you alone because that way it feels so much more intimate and special. I love these moments.â
âWe should do this more..â You said as you pulled him impossibly closer. He smiled softly at you, tucked hair behind your ear. âThatâs the goal sweetheart.â The night came over the both of you and eventually fell asleep in each otherâs arms. The bright stars stayed present, witnessing the love the two of you shared. His hand gently traveled over your skin throughout the night. Sometimes his hand would find its way under your shirt and feel up your sides. And other times his hand would be gently stroking your thigh. The tiny space was enough to keep both of you comfortable but still tiny enough that the two of you needed to cuddle close.
As night stretched on and morning began to rise, Felix started to wake up slowly. He kissed your forehead and ran his hand over your back. After some time he kissed your cheeks and eventually your lips. You slowly began to wake up, seeing those lovey eyes.. warm expression and freckled face first thing in the morning was heaven. âGood morning!â The even deeper voice jolted you more awake. He laughed but there was barely a sound, his voice was still coming back from sleeping. He leaned it and kissed your forehead. âBacon or eggs?â He pushed the air around upper face back and admired your eyes.
âBacon.. but not too crunchy.â Your soft answer made him huff a laugh, this time more audible. He sat up and took out the mini grill, something Chan got him one year for a gift exchange. Today would be a good dayâ nice weather, good company, food, and a peaceful hike. Heâd be sure to make more plans like this in the future.
Û¶à§ âïžSynopsis: Traveler falls into a deep sleep, like he once did after the cataclysm.
°Ë⎠Warning: suggestive joke at end
It was a normal day in Mondstadt, well for the most part. You had been doing commissions like normal, after collecting your rewards you decided to take a nap in the fields near Stormterrorâs Lair. The soft grass, no monsters, no tasks. Just peace and the nice blow of the wind. It was rare you took naps unless they were the teapot. You could hear trees moving in the distance, grass dancing beside you, you curled up. Sleeping became easy when it was with Venti, so the wind brought you company. It lulled you to sleep with its gentleness.
In the beginning, you dreamed of many things. The god that stopped you and your sister from passing, waking up after hundreds of years, meeting your companion and touching your first statue. The dreams began to merge in this confusing, messy, cinematic piece. Like different memories were talking over each other. Your body and brain began to get overwhelmed and started to shut down. All of the dreams suddenly stopped.. and it was quiet for a while.
As you fall into a deeper sleep state, the anemo powers began to fluctuate. Dvalin sensed this fluctuating power and came to investigate. As the large creature circled the air, analyzing your body on the grass, he decided to stay with you. As he watched over you longer he realized this wasnât any ordinary sleep. You were resting abnormally. There was zero activity in your body, most of your functions had slowed or stopped completely. Itâs almost like Venti back when he was in his dormant state.
Dvalin curled around you, laid his wind over you to protect you from the sun, and watched for however long he needed to. He stayed there for quite some time. The large companion had already eaten his fill a few days ago, he wouldnât need another meal for a while. This was fine. After almost a day of taking care of you, he felt the winds shift. This was no longer a gentle breeze. It was sharp and changing from no winds at all to high speeds. Then he heard a lyre. âThere he comes.â Dvalin knew âBarbatosâ would come shortly.
âDvalin, I canât find Windblume! No one has seen him in days!â He started frantically, his senses had been thrown off by the fear settling in himself. âCalm yourself, Barbatos. Your rationality is wavering. Heâs fine.â Dvalin slowly pulled his wing back. And there you were. A curled up traveler. Ventiâs face immediately softened, he took a step forward and his hands twitched like he desperately needed to reach out. Dvalin closed his wing back over you. âCareful. I donât know the state heâs in. Itâs possible heâs gone dormant. A star, a traveler from another world. You know as well as I do, Barbatos. You too have gone dormant.â Venti huffed from his nose, already preparing his attitude.
âIâm a god, I left for the good of my people. The people of Mondstadt were not in need of a present god. Now they flourish meanwhile I suffer without my Windblume.â Always so poetic. However this seems a little out of taste for our large friend. âBarbatos, his body and mind needs healing. Nearly all functions have already began to stop. Itâs best you let this take its course.â After an eye roll and a sigh from Venti, the sarcasm wore off and he seemed genuinely stressed. âBut how long will it take..â Dvalin looked at him closer this time, this time with more sympathy. âIt will be fine. He will wake when his body is ready. I know it. Take him home now.â
Venti took you into the teapot. He was worried, he missed you. He carried you into the bathroom, gave you a bath and put you in fresh clothes. Laying you down on the bed was what made him break down. He curled against you, cupping your cheek and crying into your shoulder. After a few hours, late into the night, he was just admiring you. He did that for a while before eventually falling asleep in your warmth.
For days, Ventiâs routine became less and less of his own and more of yours. He took up your commissions and collected crystal flies. Coming home was the most difficult, seeing you lay there unresponsive made his chest hurt. Heâd spend hours with you, he still gave you a goodnight kiss. Venti spoke to Albedo and Sucrose to create an alchemy based food that can be absorbed through skin rather than physical food. He wanted you to keep your strength.
It got to the point people were sending you letters, complaining that they needed help with things. The letters made Venti irritated enough that he threw them into a box so that you wouldnât see them first thing waking up.
After two weeks of this mess, you finally shifted. Venti was coming back from finishing your commissions. âWindblume Iâm-â He immediately paused when he saw you slowly push up to rest against your arms. âmm hi.â Your voice was so quiet.. so tired. He immediately pounced on you and tears filled his eyes. He smashed his lips onto yours and nudged your head back. You leaned into the kiss, he was kissing with intensityâ but you were slow still. Your body still felt so tired. âWindblume.. I missed you.â You saw the tears in his eyes. âIâm sorry.. Iâm here now.â He pressed himself all the way against you, just to make sure you werenât going anywhere.
âWindblume, what happened?â He looked at you with this sad frown on his face. You gave him a gentle smile and a small shrug. âI was sleepy.â He huffed a laugh of both amusement and disbelief. Your eyes started to feel heavy again, he cupped your face. âNo no no, Windblume donât go back to sleep.â You did this tiny sleepy giggle, his lips kissed over your cheeks. âLooks like I have to keep you up somehow.â You noticed the way his voice dropped, his hands traveling over your waist. You suddenly looked more alert than ever. âThat got your attention.â Venti had that stupid smug expression while you rested your head on his shoulder.