Tell Me, with Hubert and Felix? Congrats on the anniversary of the blog!
Thank you for the congratulations Summer!! And thank you for requesting darksword hehehe - and for context, this is actually his Rebirth AU for Three Houses! I personally adore it, so I don’t mind writing for it hehe
Just know that this Felix may be different compared to what you might expect, it takes place in a modern setting, and that Felix and Hubert are actually good friends in this AU!
Leave a “Tell Me” in my ask, and I’ll write a drabble about one character confessing something to another [be it a love confession, a secret, feel free to specify.]
“I love you.”
Felix blinked. Then Hubert’s words caught up to him and he stared in disbelief.
“You...what?”
Hubert averted his gaze, seemingly unable to look Felix in the face - but the blush readily spreading across his face as well as years of knowing Hubert told Felix that Hubert was being genuine in his statement. Which was the terrifying shocking thing.
Because that meant Hubert truly loved him. Him. Of all people.
How?
Somewhat unwillingly, Felix felt his mind drift back to how they got to this point. He’d been having a bad mental health day, he remembered that much - and he remembered that he only managed to get to Hubert’s house because he remembered that Hubert made him promise to either call or visit if he was having a bad day.
He almost didn’t. But he had remembered what Hubert had admitted to him-
(”I’d...feel better being able to help take care of you. And I’d rather you not be alone. That’s all.”)
-and he ended up making the call anyway. Hubert had driven to come pick him up, and helped him get comfortable at his own house. He even helped Felix bathe and get into more comfortable clothes when Felix couldn’t pull together enough energy to do either of those things on his own.
And now they were back in the present. When they’d just been lying together in bed quietly taking in each other’s company when Hubert blurted out that damning I love you.
Even as his mind recounted how they got to this point, already muddled by his thoughts up until then, Felix couldn’t stop staring at Hubert. As though it’d somehow click if he continued to stare.
Hubert kept avoiding his gaze.
“Why?”
Finally, that got Hubert to return Felix’s stare, even if it was more likely than not just out of confusion.
“Why what?”
“Why do you love me?”
As soon as the words left Felix’s mouth, he wished that he kept them to himself. It was a stupid question to ask...but he couldn’t help but wonder what the answer was.
After all, Hubert was Hubert. He was rather handsome in Felix’s opinion, caring if he believed you deserved it and stern if you didn’t. He was, no matter what Hubert might’ve thought of himself, a good person.
Felix...wasn’t, really. He could barely manage to get out of bed more days than not, his health was in absolute shambles, and he was prickly even to the people he did care about. He was nowhere close to what he believed Hubert was worthy of.
Hubert deserved far better than him. So how could Hubert have fallen in love with him?
Hubert himself had been quiet as Felix’s thoughts wandered again, a contemplative look on his face. Just as Felix was about to tell him to forget it, Hubert spoke.
“Truthfully, I cannot pinpoint the exact moment I feel for you,” he began, already surprising Felix, “but I do know I’ve done so since our Academy days. That has no changed, no matter how these past few years have changed the both of us. You are still you, and I love you for that.”
Felix stared wide-eyed, even as Hubert grew embarrassed as the blush returned full force on his face.
“You...You loved me for me? Even after-”
“Your mental and physical health have no affect on if I loved you or not - I’d do so until the day I died, if I’m to be honest. You’ve made your home in my heart, and I would never want you to leave.”
Felix knew he was being honest. He knew, even as Hubert himself appeared more and more embarrassed by how much he was revealing. Felix knew that even now, if he stated that he didn’t return Hubert’s feelings, Hubert would’ve respected it, and would not bring it up again.
So, Felix did the only thing that made sense in the moment.
He grabbed Hubert by the front of his shirt and pulled him into a kiss.
(Much later, when Felix was sleeping peacefully besides him, Hubert let out a sigh of relief. It certainly could’ve gone much worse, but thankfully it didn’t, and Felix returned his feelings. And even if he was glad for that...
...He couldn’t help but be more glad about soon being able to show Felix just how much he meant to Hubert, and how much Hubert loved him.)
🍺 and 📖 for either SHII or Ember, either one is Gucci
Why Not Both?
🍺- Send for my muse’s drunk reaction around yours
Oh, um...it’s a bit embarrassing but...I don’t actually remember. I tend to forget everything I do when I’m drunk, but um...hhhhhh...I know I get u-um...very, very affectionate hhhhhhh...
[Long story short, Festus here is very much a blackout affectionate drunk. Every single horny thought he short-circuits at when sober comes out full force when he’s drunk and it WILL show LMAOOO]
📖 - Send for my muse to read out an entry in their journal/diary about yours
[SHII]
SHII was sitting outside listening to the singing plants again today. Even if I wish SHII wouldn’t sit outside in the cold for so long, especially since he gets cold so easily...I can’t deny that seeing him so relaxed listening to the plants as they make their music is very soothing to my heart. To be honest, a part of me is still astounded every day with how much I love SHII, and how much he loves me in return. I wouldn’t have it any other way though. He’s made me feel things I never thought I’d experience for myself, and every day spent with him is a joy! Even if some of those experiences are...um...[The next sentence is scribbled out, but it’s pretty easy to guess what was originally written there.]
I’ll never stop loving SHII. Never in my life. I can say that with confidence. I wouldn’t want to trade his love for anything.
[Ember]
I woke up from a nap I accidentally took earlier, and found that Ember had moved me into a more comfortable position, and pulled a blanket over me. How do I know it was Ember? Well...maybe it’s a little embarrassing to think about, but there was this warmth I felt. Only Ember seems to have this warmth he spreads with everything he does - and no, I don’t just mean his fire magic. There’s this...oh, how do I describe it? It’s inviting, it draws me in...it feels like home. I don’t think I could’ve said anything like that before I met Ember. I love him with all my heart, and admittedly it can get a little hard to think when I think about how he loves me back...
I almost lost my train of thought there, though I guess that just further proves my point, doesn’t it? Ember...he means the world to me, and to be honest, it amazes me that I even thought I knew what warmth was before I met him. He’ll forever hold a place in my heart that warms me from the inside out, and I’ll never regret letting him there to begin with.
Why the fuck do they want you to rate asses when there's cool swords and cute cats literally EVERYWHERE around you? Rating ass is OUT of style, rating a cat's cuteness is IN style.
I was never into Transformers aside from Bumblebee, but your art has gotten me interested in checking it out now. I've been following for the TF2 and Hetalia stuff for a long while and because of how much I love your art, so I never doubted that you'd amaze me with what you do in this fandom too. I just love ALL of your stuff in general though.
;; thank you so much mate, im so happy to hear that