#avallum x reader

[celestiaras]

-Zander or Lucien helping you fall asleep after a really bad nightmare 😊!! (Could be angst to fluff?) —🌼anon—

━━━ .°˖✧ requested by 🌼 anon ˚₊ ⊹

ft. zander netherbrand x gn! reader — avallum, first stage production

╰₊✧ comforting you after a bad nightmare┊0.5k words

contains: nightmares, hurt/comfort, established relationship

➤ author's note: i had the most horrific body horror nightmare last night so i woke up writing this on my phone

he’s a nocturnal creature, so he’ll still be up long after you. part of his powers is the ability to connect to people via their dreams, able to peek into their unconscious, or even enter their minds if he so pleased with a simple touch of the forehead. the moment your dream takes a turn for the worse, he can sense it immediately from both the change in your aura and the physical signs: increased heart rate, closed eyelids twitching, getting sweaty, and stirring in your rest. 

it feels like a violation of boundaries to look into your dreams, so he’s just going to gently shake you awake, “oh dear, please wake up— what on earth is going on in that mind of yours?” when you finally break free from the nightmare, you’ll notice the slight panic in his tone of voice considering he has no idea how to comfort you at first. it’s the norm back in hell and he had grown numb to such things, learning early on how to brush it off and go about his day as normal. it’s moments like these which remind him how adorable and sensitive humans are. he’s actually pretty glad you made the first move of embracing him, letting him know that he should care for you like he would after a bad day,

all the cuddles you need, you will receive. he’ll rest your head on his chest and run his fingers through your hair, rocking you back and forth, soothingly telling you that it wasn’t real and that he was there for you. feel free to tell him in detail what happened if you remember in as much or little detail as you please, but he won’t force you to recollect whatever horror it was because he knows they can get confusing and freaky to think about.

he’ll do anything you want until you calm down if you’re too scared to go back to bed whether it gaming, going out for some fresh air, or chilling out with a movie on. he’ll only part with you one time to make you a hot cup of tea in your preferred flavor, otherwise he’s by your side yapping about whatever to get your mind off of it all until you slump against his shoulder and fall back asleep. he’s super careful to lay you back down without waking you up, but when you do get up again in the morning, expect to be served breakfast in bed of all your favorites.

if you give him permission to enter your nightmares in the future, then he’ll show up to get rid of whatever fear appears in your mind. his main focus will be keeping everything peaceful so that you don’t wake up from overexertion of emotions, only making sure that he leaves you with a little smile on your face as the remainder of your dream goes smoothly. you likely won’t have any memory of what occurred that night the next day, but he’ll bring it up in conversation and laugh at your face of shock when he tells you what goes on in your brain when unaware.

[fakesimp]

Group: Avallum

White-Haired: Cassian Floros (Female Version)

Brown-Haired: Gale Galleon

Oh man i know these guys, but I didn't really watch them, I definitely knew Cassian because of his mama 🙏🏻😭

[brisquad-unit-4402]

open question: what can i do to make the avallum x reader tag bigger. be honest

[brisquad-unit-4402]

i just realized zander netherbrand has the most pottery class energy ever

this hit me harder than the asteroid making contact with jurard t rexford's father's face you need to listen to me

tags: gender neutral reader, established relationship, fluff, suggestive, pet name (darling)

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

i was thinking about how even though he's the sex appeal of avallum and tries to commit to the hot boy energy he's so soft! i don't know if gentle soul is a good way to put it, but he's so caring and sweet, and he really is the type of person that's sensitive to others' feelings. the sort that notices when someone is feeling "off" and tries to subtly improve their experience, or notices what makes things enjoyable so he can incorporate them more.

[bill nye voice] consider the following: zander in a tee so loose that when he leans over the wheel, it's impossible not to get an eyeful, starting at the defined collarbone that manages to stay hidden in his usual outfit while the rest of his cleavage certainly isn't unfamiliar.

or maybe none at all, so the slip that drenches his hands in dead dirt gray extends to his chest as well. splatters decorate his abs and the worn jeans he works in, top button undone and zipper gleaning over the beginnings of a tattoo.

it takes some time for him to notice you since he's so focused on the clay between his hands. he's hunched over, wing folded in concentration, only for the end to perk up as he sees you from the corner of his vision. and once he does, he gestures you over, ceramic between his fingers, then around yours as well as he guides you to the wheel.

either he holds your hands along the ceramic to shape it or he keeps you in place on his lap. or both. you fit so well wrapped around his arms. two spoons in a set. the slip along his chest is shocking cold at first but eases with his warmth, a slight and pleasing stickiness that blends with you the longer you stay.

zander’s movements aren’t forceful, but they are controlled. his hands cup yours as you strip excess clay from the piece, and rubs them tenderly when the dust starts to settle in the little lines in your skin. he offers wonderful guidance. whenever there’s a lull between the whirring of the wheel and the slapping of wet clay, he’ll whisper in your ear. “what else would you expect, darling, you’re at the perfect angle for my sweet nothings,” he’ll divulge, and his touch will rise up to your wrists, your forearms, tempted to roll your sleeves higher. “try squeezing just a little more… ah, that’s it. it’s very you.”

once you get comfortable working with the wheel he shifts in his seat. the watery clay along his abs spreads to your back. something along the worn jeans prods at you and you’re reminded the top button is undone, and all that’s left is a zipper, easy to down in seconds.

then he grasps at your hands again, wiping away the curls of excess clay from your fingers as you sculpt. “focus.”

it’s hard to follow the order considering the wet smack of clay, his heat treading along you as you sculpt, and the little room between your bodies, but a command is a command and you’re inclined to be obedient while he has you in his arms. the clay curves around your touch, melding into pillars and walls at your fingertips. the piece is starting to take shape now, but you still have a ways to go. at least you’re understanding why this is so relaxing to zander. it’s calm and satisfying.

save for the feathery kiss he presses along the shell of your ear.

you jolt. fluster rises to your cheeks but before you can turn around, zander tightens his hold on you, now fully embracing you. a hand travels around your waist while the breath on your ear freezes you in place. he shushes you with another peck, soft and sweet though you resist the urge to shudder. “i said to focus,” he repeats.

“fortunately, you didn’t leave any fingerprints on the clay after your little… outburst.” zander shifts again, pressing himself up close to your back in the hug. he rests his chin along your shoulder. the scent of the earthy clay melts with his cologne, an intoxicating blend, especially with his soft hair nestled along the base of your neck. “i think that deserves a reward for you, darling.”

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✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

[sageofgrief]

my first and only love

︱ gale galleon x reader, highschool sweethearts, established relationship, gale spoiling you because you deserve it <3

divider by cafekitsune

art by aliztyy (twt)

the day you met him was the day butterflies suddenly erupted inside your stomach. his brown golden hair that smelt like vanilla and coffee stung your nose in a good way, and his charming eyes that you could stare into forever, you wouldn't mind getting lost in it if it meant you could better understand him better, eyes are the windows of the soul after all.

ah damn it, he's too gorgeous. there's no way id ever get his atten- "hey!" you lifted your pen up from your notebook that you were just writing in to a familiar voice. you shifted your gaze to the person infront of you to see gale galleon. "o-oh! uuh.. sorry i was uh.. writing ssssomething.. can i help you..?" you stuttered out, making a fool out of yourself. "sorry.. can i uhh borrow a pen?" he nervously laughed. ahh he looked so cute blushing and avoiding your gaze, you didn't notice it unfortunately since you were also avoiding his gaze. you nodded and gave him the pen you were holding. he turns his back to his table to write something, while he was doing that, you could practically feel the hot blush on your face. it felt like your face was about to erupt like a volcano because of how flushed you were! so cute. you had all these thoughts in your head but before you could realize, he turns back to you and slides a piece of folded piece of paper along with your pen on your desk. he gulpd silently and turns back around.

you tilt your head in confusion and open the folded paper and what you saw was something you never could have expected. there on the lined paper, with messy but charming handwriting said "you're really cool, wanna hang out? -gale :)" and two drawn in boxes that said yes or no. you blinked a second time to really process if this is happening. without a thought you drew in a checklist in the yes box and folded it back together. you tap gale's shoulder and handed him the paper. he turns back to open the table and you swore you heard him do a little victory "yes...!" celebration after opening it. he once again turns back to you and says "soooo...movies? weekend?" "aye aye, captain".

"you always had that stupid eyepatch on everyday at school, people called you a pirate and some of the juniors even called you captain galleon!" months later, you were in your shared house with gale, you sat on the couch with his head on your shoulder. firepit crackling accompanied with the cold night air breeze and that post rain smell, what was it called.. ah yes, petrichor.

"you think my eyepatch was stupid?" he looked up at you and pouted with those big sad puppy eyes, "of course not, you goober. you looked edgy" "damn right i looked edgy" he said proudly then laughing along with you. "i never thought this would happen you know.." you sighed as you looked deep into his alluring eyes, his breathing calmed you... he sat up straight and kissed your forehead before saying "..me neither" and giggling like a child, shortly after he pulled you into a big bear hug where your head layed on his chest and there you fell asleep. he stroked your hair and had his chin rested on top of your head, shushing you to sleep coupled with whispering sweet nothings. just before you fully fell asleep though, you slurred out something while you were half awake, "i love..you gale... i always...will.." he smiles warmly and kisses your head, "i will always love you too, silly." and continued stroking your hair until you drifted off to dreamland.

apologies for any typos, i quite literally wrote this in bed.

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