hi hi everyone! you can call me frampo, but other nicknames are always welcome!
20 y/o - he/they
im just writing for fun, so i hope you'll enjoy my silly drabbles. anything from character x reader to character x character. right now i only have plans for fragaria memories, but we'll see what the the future holds.
i wont write nsfw, gore, pro ships and other triggering content. i also won't write about things i can't experience, like certain disabilties. i dont think im the right person if i don't understand what its like.
for fragaria memories specifically i wont write for myunna except in a platonic sense. i'm not certain what his age is, but i see him as son.
i won't accept requests yet, as im still getting used to posting on tumblr, but it might change soon.
fandoms im interested in: fragaria memories, twisted wonderland witch hat atelier, honkai star rail, genshin impact, and a lot more!
english isnt my first language, so i'm sorry for any mistakes.
i hope you'll enjoy your stay here ^ ^
shout out to my lovely friend who not only got me into fragaria memories, but also inspires me alot! please check them out and give them some love!
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#☁️ writings - written works
#🍥 requests - answered requests
#🌼interactions - silly interactions
#🍁 misc - rambles and anything that isnt written works
#⭐ important - post that are important, like a masterlist, important updates, and this post right here!
headcanons? scenarios? of falling asleep around the boys
characters: all of red bouquet
word count: 1949 total - 250 to 400 words per character
warnings: none
notes: IM ALIVE. I apologise for not being active over the past few weeks. I've been a little busy. When I do have time, it's been hard to write. I finished this part for the red knights a while back, but I kept putting it off because I wanted to have more written for the other bouquets. I haven't, but I also didn't wanna be quiet for so long, so I decided to post for the red bouquet! The next parts with blue and noir will not be done for a while. I'll try my best to make them enjoyable and finally finish them when I get the chance to! In the meantime, I hope you enjoy these!
Hallritt
After a long day, you and Hallritt finally found some time to rest. While you took a seat to give your legs a break, Hallritt stood by the kitchen counter. You watch as he works on an apple pie.
He carefully slices an apple while listening to you talk about something interesting you saw that day. Your voice relaxes him, and he hums while he hears your story. He notices immediately when your voice starts to trail off, dropping entirely when you finish your sentence. He looks over, a little scared that something happened. He smiles when he sees you’ve nodded off.
He cleans his flour-covered hands and walks over to you to adjust your position, putting a pillow behind your neck to avoid strain.
continuing the apple pie, he glances at you ever now and then, smiling softly at any noises you make while taking your nap.
After pushing the prepared apple pie into the oven, he takes a seat next to you, sitting close, and he tucks your hair away.
You wake up to the sweet smell of fresh apple pie. Hallritt is just taking it out of the oven when you awaken, pleasantly waking you up. You stretch before standing up.
Hallritt hasn’t noticed you yet when you approach him, only slightly jumping when you comment on how delicious it looks right behind his ear. He laughs it off before saying, “Ah! You are awake. Did you have a nice nap?” You nodded. After the pie cooled a little, you shared a piece. It tastes just as good as it smells, a pleasant warmth spreading through both of you.
Merold
Merold just finished his shower, hair pulled away from his face with clips. He plops down on the couch next to you, already wearing his soft pj’s. Sitting shoulder to shoulder, he still feels warm, resulting from his preference for hot showers.
You shift close to him, and his head leans against your shoulder. He drapes his arms around you, and for a moment, you sit there, just close to each other.
You rest your head on his head. Rubbing his back, he sighs. Despite having comfort so close, he feels a little restless, his thoughts racing.
He thinks about the day, replaying the moments that mattered in his head. The feeling of your body becoming heavier on his distracts him for a moment. Your breathing is even and slow, it pulls him out of his thoughts and for the first time that evening, his head is clear, only focusing on you.
his shoulders finally relax, and he finds his own eyelids getting heavy. He fights it to make the shared moment just a little longer. He fails as he begins to drift off into a peaceful sleep.
Merold wakes in the middle of the night. Your positions changed just a little, only holding each other closer than you two already were. He tightens his grip around your body, pulling just a little closer.
his mind started running again, but instead of thoughts that bothered him, he thought of you. How you always understood just what he needed without him even having to say anything. How happy he is to wake up next to you. How lucky he really is.
By morning, he was already gone from your side, having woken up just a little earlier than you. You found him drinking coffee on a balcony, staring at the outside, watching people do their morning routine. You join him, standing close to him. He leans against you, sighing softly.
Romarriche
You and Romarriche are travelling by carriage after visiting a couple of the red kingdoms. Seeing your friends is nice, especially when the visit isn’t because of anything dangerous. But it was also very tiring. The sun is setting, casting a warm orange light. It only makes your already heavy eyelids feel even heavier
You fight your sleep to stare at the pretty sunset, though that turns out to be harder than you expected. You finally decide to give in, trying to find a good position for a nap. It's loud and wobbly, though, and the seats aren’t the most comfortable, making it harder than it seemed. You shift around, trying to find a comfortable position to nap. Of course, Romarriche notices this.
“Here, lean against me,” he says, pulling you a little closer. You lay your head on his shoulder. he he gently starts playing with your hair, twirling strands around his fingers.
with a bit more stability, and also the shared body heat of Romarriche, you finally start to drift off. Closing your eyes, you focus on the feeling of his fingers in your hair and the sound of breathing.
You finally fall asleep, fully leaning against Romarriche. He notices quickly, only smiling softly before relaxing. His hand is still in your hair, combing through it.
he doesn’t fall asleep, but he does rest his head against yours. While he does feel calm and safe, there is always a quiet feeling to stay slightly alert in case of danger. He needs to protect you after all. Even then, it's difficult with you next to him. Only the horrible bench and the wobbling keep him alert.
You wake up late in the evening. The sun has already set. It's a little dark in the carriage, but when you look next to you, you can still make out Romarriche’s kind face, already having noticed you were slowly awakening.
he whispers, “We are almost home, dear. You can rest just a little more.” You shifted closer once again, shutting your eyes. He brushes your hair away to press a kiss against your temple.
Puruth
After a warm day, you both sit under the tree in the clover field. He plays melodies on his harmonica, you listen, your eyes closed, enjoying a cool breeze. The afternoon slowly passing and the evening settling in finally provided a relief from the heat.
You stay there for a while, listening to the tunes Puruth is playing. After a particularly soft lullaby, which may or may not have been played intentionally, you start nodding off.
Puruth watches you as you begin to doze off. He enjoys seeing you slow down and rest, but he also feels like it is better not to sleep here. Just before you can fully nap, he quietly asks, “It might be better to get home first, don’t you think?” You hum, not really giving an answer, but your supposed answer is made clear when you drift off to sleep.
Puruth puts away his harmonica, then leans back against the tree. He sits quietly and glances at you now and then, his expression softening each time he looks your way.
deciding it's fine to stay a while longer, he enjoys the fresh air. He polishes his harmonica while waiting for you, wiping away the dirt and fingerprints it gathered while playing that day. Softly, he hums a song as he cleans.
he moves a little closer, to be able to see your face better. He can’t help it, your sleeping face is just so cute to him!
eventually, when you do wake up, the first thing you see is Puruth staring at you. A wonderful sight to wake up to. He chuckles softly at your slightly red cheeks. You truly look endearing.
he pressed a kiss against your cheek, which made the reddening worse. He stands up, giving you a hand to help you get up as well, before you both leave the field to make your way to the castle and get some real rest.
Sanah
Lying on the sand on the beach, you watch the stars together. Sanah is telling short stories about the water spirit that the residents would tell to their kids. The stars shine brightly, and the sky is vast. It makes you feel small, but in a comforting way.
Sanah plays with the sand absent-mindedly. While he yaps on, moving on to the fourth tale, you listen to the sound of Sanah’s voice and the soft splashing of waves far in the background.
Your body starts feeling a little heavier. The story is calm and comforting, but it's becoming harder to actually pay attention to the words. The sounds grow distant, and you slip into dreamless sleep.
Sanah sees quickly, but he keeps talking for a little longer. He notices his stories help you fall asleep. His voice grows softer, the words turning gentle and soothing. Maybe the stories don't matter much, but the comfort they bring is meaningful.
ending the story, he falls silent, nothing to say anymore. He looks to his side before reaching out to touch your hand, lightly feeling your fingers. His own fingers tingle when they make contact. He looks at the stars again, taking a deep, content breath.
That night, you both fall asleep right there, under the stars. Early morning, you wake up first. Some kids are visiting the beach before school, the sun rising behind you.
his hand is still on yours, not holding but resting on top. You take a glance at him. He seems to still be asleep, eyes closed and snoring softly. You slowly sit up, a little stiff from sleeping on the ground. Even though waking up like that wasn’t the most pleasant, it was weirdly nice to hear the sound of waves early in the morning.
You pat the sand from your clothes before your hand finds its way back to Sanah’s, holding it again. You wait patiently for him to wake up, and after a little while, he does. He’s a little confused at first why he’s not in his room, before remembering the night before. He giggles, still lying on the ground, before grasping your hand tightly.
Rimicha
Rimicha is sitting on the floor in front of you while playing a game. You are watching him, lounging on the couch. He offered to play together, but you said you would sit this one out. Sometimes it's just as nice to watch as to participate.
The clicking of the buttons and soft, dreamy music from a rhythm game fills the room. You notice that your body is more tired than you initially thought, and your eyes start to close. When Rimicha excitedly looks behind after clearing a particular hard level, he sees that you had drifted off to sleep
he fangirls silently, before noticing you tremble in your sleep. he panics as he feels the cold and decides to cover you with blankets. Multiple. Draping one blanket over your body, he touches your hand, which is really cold. Scared the first blanket won’t be enough, he places another. But this one doesn’t fully cover you! It's a little short. So he takes another short blanket, pulling it over the exposed part.
This well-intended care was a little too much, and after a bit, you start waking up from the heat. He feels a little guilty for getting too carried away. He just really wanted you to be warm and comfortable!
You assure him it's alright, and you lie back down with a single blanket. You reach your hand out to pet Rimicha’s head. He yelps out of surprise, before humming, content. Your soft touch makes his guilt and worry melt away.
eventually you fall back to sleep, hand falling to the side of the couch. Rimicha follows right behind, still sitting on the hard ground. The game is forgotten as you both nap, sad game over music plays in the background.
In the morning, he wakes up sore. He rubs his back as he turns around. Seeing you instantly makes him forget the pain. He is so incredibly lucky.
Thank you very much for reading! Hope you enjoyed it! ^ ^
I must thank you great warrior, for feeding us content...
I am now going to take over the job now...
Thank you oh great soldier!!
[silly silly!! I love Ur work and read them during the time I haven't started writting due to shyness...]
it's my duty, as once a starving member.
i now entrust this duty to you, oh brave one.
[i feel so honoured T T that means alot. i'm exited to see what you'll make!]
notes: last part, the noir boys! i probably struggled the most with them out of all bouquets, though am also really happy with how some came out. badobarm really needs more content, i really love him. T T ill have to write for him someday. hope you enjoy the headcanons!
Arupek
he’s so happy that he swings the flowers around a little too roughly, making some petals fall. He’ll be more careful after that, making sure not to damage them any further.
he shows them to Pekkle, who is almost just as enthusiastic about the gift as he is. Together, they pick out a nice vase and place it somewhere outside, the flowers still deserve fresh air after all!
he might forget they exist while going about his daily activities, but when he returns back to Pekkle, he’ll see the flowers standing outside. He gets all fuzzy inside and brings them inside for the night, finding it sad to leave them alone in the dark.
every morning, when its bright and sunny, he puts them back outside. He repeats this process until the very last flower has wilted.
Chaco
he never got flowers before. Even as a knight, the city isn’ really very active in giving flowers, so it’ s all a surprise to him.
At first, he won’t know what to do with them, before deciding to just put them in a vase near the entrance.
later though, he moves them to his bedroom, placing them on his desk. He grows more fond of them than he was expecting, so moving them somewhere he is every day feels right.
eventually, he decides to preserve them, wanting to keep the feeling for a little longer. He presses them in a book, but he presses every flower, ending up with way too many pressed flowers on accident.
Tuxam
extremely flustered. He might even stutter a bit when thanking you. He takes the flowers after a moment, still seeming a little surprised and flushed.
he wants the flowers you gifted to be visible as soon as you enter the castle, so he’ll place them close to the entry, taking care in placing them in the perfect place, and reading up on flower care.
he definitely feels that. as a gentleman, he should have given you flowers first. He might even feel a little guilty. To make up for it, he gifts you a big bouquet, maybe a little too big. you can barely see his face as he presents it to you
If you didn’t know better, you might think he’s making it a competition. But he truly just wants you to have the best bouquet he can offer, which just happens to be a little heavy.
Pikero
a little taken aback. He at first doesn’t really know what to do with them, before just nodding and walking off with the flowers.
he might run some kind of experiment on them, but he won’t damage them. Its still a gift from someone he appreciates.
after he’s done messing around, he puts them somewhere and promptly forgets about them, busy observing his lord. But when he does notice them again, he feels a small sense of delight.
he doesn’t really think twice when the flowers wilt after awhile, simply throwing them away. What’s important isn’t the gift, its the gesture.
Hangyon
he gets THRILLED. Grabbing the flowers from your hand and laughing loudly. He teases you relentlessly before absent-mindedly thanking you. then he suddenly teleports away, leaving you behind.
he giggles while putting them in a vase, twirling around with both the flowers and the vase. He even kicks his feet while admiring them.
he’ll probably forget to take care of them, they don’t last too long. But he doesn’t really value the flowers themselves, just the fact you gave them to him.
when he does remember them, its usually when he’s bored. They remind him of you. After that, whenever he sees you, he brings it up over and over again, teasing you endlessly. He will not let it go easily.
Badobarm
very surprised at the gift, almost unsure what to do with himself. He even looks behind him to make sure that yes the flower right in front of his face were meant for him, before accepting them.
there aren’t many plants in the kingdom of Badtz-Maru, and he never kept flowers around either so he is unsure what to do beyond giving them water. You even have to teach him to cut the stems diagonally
once the flowers are standing in a random pot he found (he doesn’t own flower vases) he actually really likes how they look. Makes the room look a little more inviting.
when his subordinates enter his office, they immediately notice the out of place flowers. When one of them eventually points them out, Badobarm proudly proclaims they’re a gift from you with a grin on his face.
the witch hat atelier anime looks SO GOOOOD!! i really enjoyed the first episodes, it was so gorgeous. every small little thing i fangirled at. the opening was fantastic too! the animation looks great and the voices fit well. i was a little afraid they would remove some smaller moments but they seemed to really have a nice focus on those moments too! these episodes exceeded my expectations, im so happy!!
notes: i finally am able to upload it! the blue fragarias were so fun to write for! on another note, i twisted my ankle so now it hurts T T i'll get on making a masterlist when i'm not lazy and still dying from the witch hat atelier episodes release. hope you enjoy the headcanons!
Cielomort
accepts them with grace. He sees flowers as a token of kindness, which he greatly appreciates. “i’ll take great care of it” he’ll say with a smile
putting it somewhere in sight on his desks, he sometimes gets distracted looking at them instead of writing, taking in their beauty.
he’ll get special plant nourishment to make the flower last even longer, refreshing the water every so often and trimming the stems every couple days.
he gets a little down when the flowers start to wilt, doing everything in his power to keep them from dying. He might even use magic.
Willmesh
Willmesh gets really shy and blushy. He hesitantly takes the flowers from your hands. Once he’s holding them, he inspects them. He thanks you quietly, feeling a bit overwhelmed.
he will probably be at Kuromi’s or Cinnamoroll’s kingdom, so he’ll have to ask for something to put the flowers in until he visits his own kingdom again. In the meantime, they get placed in the room he stays in as a guest.
he treats the flowers as something extremely precious, afraid to touch them too much for fear of damaging them or making the petals fall.
he’ll write about it in a personal letter to Wish Me Mell, describing them in great detail. She can tell he holds both you and the flowers close to his heart in the way he writes about you both.
Kurode
never expected to get flowers from anyone, so when you gave them, he’s a little shocked. He makes a slightly embarrassing noise which makes him even more flustered.
when he finally takes the flowers from your hands, he struggles to find the words, stammering. In the end, he ends up inviting you to choose a place for them.
together, you look for a fitting vase and place for the flowers. They don’t totally fit the aesthetic of Kuromi and her castle, the colours brighter than the common purples and blacks. When you finally find a fitting place, he realizes he forgot to thank you earlier. He mumbles a quiet thanks to make up for it.
he looks up the flowers from time to time, getting flustered every time he sees them.
Louterstella
he’ll feel all warm inside when given the flowers. A soft smile appears on his face that makes you in turn feel warm too. He comments on the sweet smell, holding them out for you to try as well.
He places them in the middle of the dinner table in a fancy glass vase. He likes how it makes the room feel a little more decorated and colourful.
he’ll show them to Klark, talking about how kind the gesture was and how nice it all looks together. Klark is just happy to see his brother happy.
whenever he looks at the flowers, he feels warm all over again. It’s a comforting feeling, one he happily holds onto.
Klarkstella
Klark thanks you, but out of pure internal panic, forgets to actually take the flowers. When he realizes, he quickly grabs them, only to turn and leave quickly.
he has to scream into his pillow, both from the awkward interaction he created, and from the fuzzy feeling inside him.
when he finally calms a little, he asks Louter for a vase. Louter decides not to tease his visibly flustered brother, and instead gives him a pretty vase without asking too many questions.
he has a hard time deciding where to put them. At first he decides on his room, but when he tries to sleep, he can barely think straight with the flowers so close to him. In the end, he puts them on a coffee table. Even then, whenever he sees them, he blushes.
Myunna
he is so happy! He gladly takes the flowers and thanks you.
he takes great care of plants, knowing exactly what to do to make them last a little longer than they normally would
he’s another one who preserves them by pressing them. But I see him making cute little things with them, like bookmarks!
you’ll have matching bookmarks after he gifts one to you. He seems like the type to enjoy reading, so he’ll keep the bookmark in whatever book he is reading at that time, smiling whenever he sees the little pressed flowers.
sorry i havent been able to post the other bouquets for the gifting him flowers headcanons T T i got sick and havent been able to finish them. the blue bouquet version might be uploaded tomorrow or the day after if i have time and decide not to be lazy. besides that, ive been really excited for the witch hat atelier anime! ive been giggling about it all day. i even made a couple doodles of the girls and the dads in my sketchbook :D
notes: i had alot of fun writing headcanons for all the characters! blue and noir bouquet will be posted later! also, the april fools song of puruth and chaco is so silly, I LOVE IT.
Hallritt
when you present the flower he lights up. He’s gotten flowers from local residents before, when they were congratulating him with his job as knight, but from you is just a little more special.
I imagine him showing the flowers to lord kitty, like it’s something extremely magical... Kitty will nod approvingly, happy to have her knight so elated.
he’ll probably looks for a nice vase, putting them somewhere close to him in his study, so he can look at them every now and again.
a while later he gifts you flowers too! He feels like its only right to return the gesture. Might even have picked them himself, choosing out the prettiest ones just for you.
Merold
not much of an outer reaction. He thanks you, taking the flowers. He’s able to take control of the situation and be just as cool headed as he normally is.
when he gets home, he inspects the flowers more closely, touching the petals and turning the bouquet around to look at it from different angles.
he presses some of the flowers, putting them in a little frame after. He’ll put it somewhere in his room, maybe next to a picture of my melody. He glances at them every now and then.
when he looks at them, his fatigue or stress fades away, making him feel a little more at peace.
Romarriche
he appreciates it dearly. seeing him hold the flowers is like the perfect image, the bouquet would complete his look so well. He takes very good care of them.
he might pick one out and dry it. If you gift more in the future, he’ll pick one out each time, keeping at it till he has a little dried flower bouquet.
I can also see him taking the edible flowers out and making tea out of it! He’ll invite you to taste it together, with some homemade treats of course!
he is also the type to gift something in return. Maybe also flowers, or something homemade. he might sew you something nice! I definitely see him as the type to love giving his close ones hand crafted gifts.
Puruth
when you show them to him, he is taken a little off guard, but accepts them with a grateful smile. He chuckles softly as you hand the flowers over.
he thinks flowers are a really romantic gift, and in exchange invites you to stay a little longer under the tree you found him in.
he lays the flowers on the clover field for a bit. Throughout the next few hours, you’ll talk about whatever, he might even play you a couple songs on his harmonica. Eventually, you’ll both lose track of time before saying goodbye and heading home.
he’ll take the flowers to pompompurin, showing them to him while chatting about his day. He plays pompompurin a lullaby before going to sleep himself. The following day, when he goes to greet pompompurin, he’ll see the flowers and smile.
Sanah
he accepts them happily, giving you a big hug. He’ll try not to crush the pretty flowers, which results in a short , slightly awkward hug.
after he puts them in water, he’ll thank you again, giving you a proper hug. He’ll put the flowers in his room, looking at them for a while before sleep.
he loves all the colours, it makes him so happy to see them, he’ll look at them for awhile, getting entranced by them.
gets really sad after they start wilting, he barely can look at them when the colours start to fade. If you notice it, you can gift him more! It might even become a little routine for you two.
Rimicha
once he confirms the flowers were indeed meant for him, he gets a little emotional. Feeling both happy, shocked and kinda surprised by the gift, he stares at you for a bit, before slowly taking the flowers. He looks at the colourful little flowers, before smiling
he’ll show them to everyone he knows on his way home, showing them the flowers and excitedly talking about the present.
when he does get home, he first shows them to kirimi, before choosing a cute vase and putting them in the room he usually games in, close to a window.
he gets a little shy when he sees you again. He totally forgot to thank you for the gift, before
notes: when i was discussing with my friend how Louterstella doesn't really have any big pairings, unlike the other blue fragaria, i thought of Puruth. I liked the idea so much i had to write something for them. I don't remember them ever interacting in canon.
Before Puruth found his home with Pompompurin and became a knight, he had been a traveller. He had seen beautiful places, met wonderful people, and chased down mysterious tales. But never in his life had he met someone as beautiful and kind as he was.
Louterstella.
A person from the blue continent. Tall and gorgeous. A gentle heart, and his pancakes were the best. Even when it was time to continue his journey, he couldn’t bring himself to leave just yet. So he stayed for a little longer.
Most of his remaining days were spent with Louter. Puruth helped him around the house. Other times they just spent time together. When he was with Louter, he would linger around a little longer than he normally would. But the last day was getting closer, and the bond he had formed with Louter made it all the more hard to leave. On his last evening, he helped Louter bake pancakes for him and his brother.
While whisking the flour with the sugar and milk, Puruth gazed at Louterstella, who was preparing the pans for cooking. His shoulders relaxed. He was slowly forgetting about the following day. He had found stability with the pink haired boy, something Puruth rarely experienced when travelling. “How do you even get them in their star shape?” Puruth asked curiously, a soft smile on his face. Louterstella giggled, “Just a little magic!” He replied with a smile. Stepping closer to Puruth with eggs in his hand, he cracked them inside the bowl with practised precision. When Louterstella turned to throw the eggshells away, he suddenly asked, “So... you are leaving tomorrow, right?” Puruth’s brows furrowed. For once he was a little speechless, unsure what he needed to say. “Yeah… I can’t... I shouldn’t stay here. I really need to-” Louter silenced him with a soft shushing sound. “I understand, no need to explain yourself.” He turned to smile gently at him. “The stars told me this wouldn’t be the last time I will see you.”
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That morning, Puruth said goodbye to the twins. Louterstella, who he had grown close to. And Klarkstella, who he wasn’t quite used to yet, but he was certain he would miss him as well. He waved them goodbye with a bright smile, though deep down, he couldn’t help but feel sad. Leaving them behind felt wrong. He looked back one last time, eyes meeting with Louterstella. He paused, before turning away.
A long time later, Puruth met Pompompurin, and decided to stay by his side. After much consideration, he had become his knight. His lord Pompompurin became his home, his world. Even then, he could not stop thinking about the warm-hearted man he had met on his travels. He didn’t expect to see him ever again. Only the promise of the stars themselves gave him hope.
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One day, a few knights from the Red Bouquet needed to travel the Blue Continent for a meeting. Puruth immediately jumped at the opportunity. It’s been long since he travelled outside the red continent, though he would be lying if he said a small part of him wasn’t hoping to see the person he’d often daydream about under the tree in the clover field.
Still, his knightly duties came first. So he attended the Blue Bouquet meeting alongside Romarriche and Hallritt
When he entered the room, trailing slightly behind Romarriche, his eyes fell immediately on one person. Someone he hadn’t expected to see here. His eyes widened as he recognised the polite man. His hair had grown a little longer, and his eyes looked tired, but it held the same gentleness Puruth remembered. “Louter?”
Louter’s eyes met his, widening a little in recognition. Louterstella stood up immediately, hesitating as if unsure it was really Puruth. Klarkstella also seems surprised, before lightly pushing Louterstella forward, encouraging him.
“Puruth.” He whispered, as he approached. His calm composure faltered, replaced by an overwhelming feeling. He felt like he might cry, Tears of happiness of course. They slowly pulled each other in a long-awaited embrace. Louter wrapped his arms around him, placing his hands on his back. Puruth squeezed him close. ”I’m so happy to see you.” he mumbled in his shoulder. Louterstella only hugged him tighter.
next post will probably be a character x character! its gonna be a rarepair, so idk how many people will be into it, but please hear me out on them. i also wanna try some headcanons to see if i like the format. after that i will start thinking of opening request! when that time comes i will give an update again. yippie! thanks again to everyone who has taken the time for my little blog, youve all given me so much joy :D
notes: i wrote this at 3 am yesterday while my friend was going insane. i love sanah alot, he's so cute. i had alot of fun writing it, so i hope you'll have just as much fun reading!
Stickers are always fun. Sanah took stickers too another level. A colourful, happy level. His legs and chest were covered with them, and sometimes his face too. Today, While you were talking on his beach, the topic of stickers got brought up. You had mentioned the stickers on his body and face “do you want some too? I have sheets with me!” he said, seeming just as exited about it as you were. He took some sticker sheets and handed a couple of them to you.
There was one problem though, there wasn’t a mirror close. Noticing this, Sanah offered: “I could place some on your face for you if you’d like me to?” you eagerly nodded, before asking if you too could put a little more on his already decorated face “yes, of course! More stickers is always good~”
searching the sheets, you picked out a sticker from an u*sa*ha* na themed sheet, placing a small dancing u*sa*ha* na on his cheek. He giggled from the feeling of your fingers. He peeled a sticker of the sea spirit and placing it on your forehead. His warm fingers pressed lightly on your skin, securing the sticker in its place. You pick another, this time of a small rainbow, and decided to place it on his chin. He places a flower sticker on your nose. He did his silly laugh when you went a little cross eyed.
One by one you placed more. One for under your eye. One close to his ear. One by the corner of your mouth. You pushed his bangs aside to put a sticker on his forehead too. He let you, his smile widening a little. When you let his hair fall back into its place, the sticker still showed trough the strands. You gave a satisfied nod, before placing just a couple more.
After having placed a cloud on his cheek, you admired your work, analyzing if there were any other spots on his face that needed a sticker. when you found one last empty spot you got to searching for a cute sticker for it. he gazed at you softly, staring at your focused face. When you caught him staring, his cheeks flushed. He didn’t look away though, instead giving you a bright smile.
getting married to tuxam, he barely can keep his emotions in
pairing: tuxam x gn reader
word count: 328
warnings: established relationship
notes: i hope the actually crying noises didnt make it too silly, but i thought it be funny. im really exited for tomorrow's episode! also, thank you to those that interacted on my previous post, it made me so happy T T
HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS DRABBLE!
Tuxam nervously ticks his fingers against his side. Standing at the altar he waits for his future partner, you, to arrive. To say he was nervous was an understatement. He was at the point of a full breakdown.
He looked over the guests. His fellow noir fragaria are all waiting for the you to arrive. Arupek shot a bright smile, putting up his thumbs to encourage Tuxam. Tuxam could only give a wobbly smile back.
When you made the wedding plans, both of you decided you would walk down the aisle last. Tuxam always loved being a gentleman, and seeing his partner walk down the aisle seemed to fit his idea of gentlemanly. But actually standing there, he couldn’t help but tremble.
As soft romantic music started playing, all eyes went to the door, including those of Tuxam’s. It felt like hours before you actually entered, but when you finally came into sight, Tuxam could barely breath. You looked absolutely stunning in your attire, it all seemed just right.
He was completely speechless as you walked closer, his face flushing a dark red. When you reach him, you take his hands in yours. In that moment, it was all too much for him, and he let out a whimper. Tears pricked in the corner of his eyes. He squeezed your hands a little too tight as he tried everything in his body not to full on ugly cry.
That resistance soon faded away, and he began sobbing. “AUUUGEUHHHEHH WHHEUHHHHH.” tears streamed down his face. He sniffled, seeming to quiet down before breaking into tears once again.
“YOU ARE JUST SO… WHHHHUUU… SO…” he didn’t seem to find the words for it, trying to both compliment you and get himself together. He took out a hand kerchief, dabbing at the corners of his eyes. He took a deep breath, before finally calming down. He smiled at you. In that moment, he felt like the luckiest guy in the world.
- notes: AAAAH! My first fanfic posted ever! It felt right for it to be Willmesh. Its a little short, but I didn’t want to force it to be lengthy. I pray its not OOC. I am a little nervous, so I hope you enjoy it!
it was dark. Aside from the moonlight shining trough the curtains, it was pitch black. You and Willmesh have gotten ready for the night, and now you were both laying face to face in your shared bed. It was hard to make out Willmesh’s expression, but you could feel it was nothing short of the loving smile he often gave you. His hand found yours, shyly grasping it. And for a moment, the two of you just laid there. Quiet breathing, a gentle warmth from your joined hands. His thumb caressed over the back of your hand. His surprisingly rough fingertips and his many bandages caused an interesting feel, but it was a feeling you’ve long grown familiar with. The warm feeling only spread to your heart, a soft sigh leaving you. Willmesh gently pulled you closer till you were laying with your face in his chest and his head resting on top of yours. His hand still held yours, and his other hand came to rest on your back. You snuggled into him, which made him chuckle. You could feel the rumbly sound in his chest. At the close, warm contact with him, you slowly start to drift off. When you almost had fallen asleep, you hear Willmesh whisper a quiet “I love you.” something he’d often had a hard time saying. You smiled, pressing yourself closer to him. Willmesh blushed when he noticed you weren’t asleep yet, before deciding it wasn’t anything to worry about. He closed his eyes, focusing of the feeling of you in his arms. Laying like this, peaceful at night, you both drifted off to sleep, happy to have the other there with you.
✦•┈๑ after catching you with bedhead too many times, hallritt takes it upon himself to spend a quiet morning helping you brush your hair.
𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ pairing; hallritt x gn!reader
𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ word count; 543 words
𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ warnings; reader has brush-able hair and is implied to have slight trouble taking care of their appearance.
𓏲 ๋࣭ ࣪ ˖ note; at some point while writing the ending to this, i was so locked in that i didn’t realize that i had a knight link episode open on my other monitor so when i looked to my right i was pleasantly surprised to see a smiling hallritt, he's too cute i fear. also this is dedicated to my hallritt-hating online bestie who found this tumblr account and is now aware of my fics,,, willmesh cuddle hcs to apologize coming soon,,, maybe
some days, you find yourself struggling to find the time to brush your hair. you never thought it was all too necessary, you had many other things to attend to. besides, its not like anyone in the castle would see you, they were all much too busy with their own errands.
well, except for one certain boy.
said certain boy is currently standing at your doorway, looking as prim and proper as always. hallritt always seems to be so careful with his appearance. if you were to ask him why, he’d probably respond with something like;
“when people look at me, they’ll be reminded of lord kitty! so i have to make sure i look my best so everyone can happily continue to think of her!”
… bright as ever, he is… (you’ll try not to tell him that people think of lord kitty whenever they look at him, regardless of what he looks like…)
its for this exact reason that he’s at your door right now. you’ve come to a habit of trying to avoid hallritt whenever you run out of time in the morning to properly tidy yourself up. every time he sees your unkept hair, he always seems to frown and fuss over you. apparently today, hallritt, kind as ever (and slightly concerned for your wellbeing…), has taken it upon himself to check up on you in your living quarters before you both run off to fulfill your eventful schedules.
after apologizing for his sudden visit, his eyes trailed up to your hair causing him to slightly tilt his head to the side with a frown. though with a quick shake of his head, his bright smile has returned to its rightful place. you attempt to alert him of the rapidly marching time, however with a quick “don’t worry, we won’t take long!” he’s already leading you back to your desk where your hair brush lay neglected.
as he carefully guides you to sit at your chair, he reaches for your hair brush with a determined look on his face. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was working on a task personally given to him by lord kitty.. alas, hallritt is simply always this hardworking. with all of your worried words going through one ear and out the other, you simply give in and allow him to do as he pleases.
you two find yourself immersed in a peaceful quiet, simply enjoying each other’s presence with hallritt gently brushing your hair as if it was something precious to him. he treats you ever so softly, almost causing you to doze off at certain times. when hallritt would feel your head slowly tilting down in drowsiness, he’d only find himself with a softer gaze and a fond smile.
after hearing the soft thud of your hair brush being set back down, you’d open your eyes, vision still quite hazy from your little nap. as you carefully blink away the remnants of dreamland, you feel hallritt rest his hands on your shoulders. curiously, you look up at the mirror in front of you to catch a glimpse of his face. he dons a bright closed eye smile, with a slight tilt to his head.
