Hii Alex ! Again I'm very happy you're back. I would like to ask, could you write how would Eldarya routes react if they broke up and guardian moved on while they still have feelings for them? (I'm pretty sure I hadn't seen that oneso if I'd missed it ,I'm really sorry :' ) )
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ELDARYA routes when they still have feelings for you
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: angst, individual headcanons, ALL routes.
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EZAREL
One day, mid-job he paused and got hit by the fact that it’s done… your relationship has reached an end. The first days after the break-up he had a great emotional block, and things didn’t seem real to him.
Then, a big wave of anxiety runs over him whenever he sees you laughing with other people, being happy with someone else. I mean, you can be happy, but the thought of you being it thanks to anyone else filling your heart again- the simple thought of you building a future with someone that isn’t him… it breaks him.
I’m so sorry for the person he might become after it, but when he checked that he still had those feelings for you, he decided to be pretty drastic. He started hated everything that reminded him of you, since that was the easiest way to transform those feelings for you into something far from love. He also avoided those places where he used to go with you and had a deep meaning on the relationship.
However, most of the time he found himself overthinking and asking himself “was it really that necessary to break up?”. But he’d focus on the negative stuff that could’ve happened on the relationship to answer himself, even the smallest detail.
It’s pretty childish, but it was the easiest way for him to forget those feelings.
He might get scolded by some of your mates to stop acting like a dumbass, and he sometimes wished to be left alone for a while so no one could care too much about him.
After the relationship he had with you, it is truly difficult for him to open up for love again. He even hates the simple idea of it, because he once imagined a future with you just to try to think about a future alone again. He was so used to think about everything with you that losing the habit was truly difficult.
NEVRA
He tries to convince himself that he will get over it soon, but he realizes that life isn’t the same without you. You were his first and probably last long and stable relationship. It was the first time he understood why do people suffer from love.
I hate writing this, but it’s somehow canon that he returned to the old habit: hooking up with whoever offered him the time. However, he couldn’t help but think about you all the time. And it made him feel like a bad person. He was practically comparing them to you and using them to distract himself from the thought of you.
He hates not valuating enough how you always were there for him. Now his company is momentaneous and not loyal, not even loving for a bit. Everything is empty and just lustful.
He overthinks if the reason why you broke up with him was because you doubted of him… he is aware of his reputation before dating you and fears that you ever doubted of him being unloyal to you. Because he never was. You taught him how great love could feel and how precious it could have been to grow old with the same person.
He can still recognize your scent through meters, and misses burying his nose in your hair whenever he hugged you. And whenever you’re around, he would try to look to other side but… his eyes always end up on you.
Nevra would treat you the same as always, but avoiding the flirty behavior. He doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable or seem like a crazy, persistent ex. He might ask you about how things are going just for a mutual update of life, but without getting into details that he is still not over you.
VALKYON
It seems like it doesn’t affect him, but it does more than you can imagine. When someone mentions your name, his thoughts become blurry and he can only focus on the thought of you. He might also get weak whenever you pronounce his name in a certain way or he sees your smile directed at him. God that’s even more painful than a stab on his side.
He will treat you with the same coldness as the beginning. Everything ended, including his closeness to you. And it somehow burns him inside that you know him so much, all his sides. From his weakness to his strength. He knows that you were the correct person and doesn’t regret opening up to you in the past, but now… he finds it difficult to open up again since your connection isn’t that deep anymore.
And that exactly is what he keeps thinking even after the relationship: you were the correct person for him. He didn’t need anyone else. But he was maybe not the correct one for you.
Valkyon is the type of person who prefers to not trip on over the same stone again and try to get over it, even if it hurts. The relationship ended instead of fighting to keep it, so he knows it’s over. He wishes that you find your path in life and be happy.
But all those thoughts of you holding your children, of growing old together… those are thoughts he has to drown in some drinks at night. He might need Ezarel or Nevra by his side during those nights, needing a shoulder to cry on.
He still remembers your favorite stuff and might prepare things the same way as he did to you unconsciously.
And when he died, he died knowing that his heart would have an owner even in the afterlife.
LEIFTAN
To start with, he thought he could handle it well. The best thing to do when things aren’t working out is to stop forcing the connection.
He continued doing his life and seeing you through the corridors of the HQs, but that was what broke him the most even if he didn’t want to accept it.
In front of you, he might act with the same kindness as he treats everybody else. But the moment he is alone, he tries to compose himself and not breakdown. He misses you.
And he misses you the most during nights, when he finds the spot besides him empty and cold. He finds himself caressing the empty spot besides him and crying, missing those good night kisses and words you always gave him so sweetly.
This, however, makes him feel guilty and embarrassed. You probably forgot about those nights, you probably had more important things to think about rather than old memories from someone you’re not emotionally attached anymore.
Whenever you both are in a meeting or a party organized in the HQs, he has to leave and go for a walk. He adores knowing you’re happy and doing well, but it lowkey hurts him to see that he can’t share that happiness the same way as before. And it will never be the same again.
Whenever he talks about you, he cannot say a bad word. He talks about you with a mix of melancholy and happiness.
LANCE
He keeps your gifts and more than once has started writing letters for you, but ended up throwing those papers away. Those letters are filled of questions, of apologies in case he did something wrong, of words that had a deep meaning but would never be read.
He wonders if you still think about him just as much as he does or if you even hate him. And he’d prefer that you hate him instead of being so kind with him, because your kindness is what made him fall in love the most.
He avoids you because he cannot handle looking at your eyes directly. So if you try to talk to him, he’d simply say “I’m sorry” and leave, pretending that he is too busy to talk. But he is actually busier trying not to feel.
He still notices any slight change on your physical appearance and finds himself weird for doing that. And maybe you thought he was weird now, that he was a ridiculous and weak man.
Mathieu tried to distract him, he tried to make Lance open up but it ended up badly. Lance didn’t mean to snap at him, and it was another reason for him to feel even worse about himself — but Mathieu knew it was just a mistake. So he kept himself by his side in case Lance needed company and support, even if it wasn’t the same as yours.
Lance spends sleepless nights wondering what he did wrong, what could’ve made him improve as a partner for you. And also drowning himself in memories he created with you.
He is aware he cannot stay sad for the rest of his life and tries to move on as well, to be mature and know that he could learn to love himself more to enjoy more of his lonely moments.
But it feels impossible, and the fact that he keeps seeing you every day hurts him the most.
MATHIEU
The first days, it doesn’t feel real. He is in some sort of denial that has him on the edge constantly. Lance has had to comfort him more than once since he didn’t know what to do. Sometimes he felt calm, sometimes he felt like world was ending without you.
That cute spark of energy on his eyes is gone for a while, for as long as he still gets anxious when he thinks or is around you. For as long as he keeps thinking and thinking without stop.
He was used to overthink whenever things went slightly wrong, but knew how to mask it properly. But this situation was too big for him to cover it.
He finds himself wanting to share some news, sudden thoughts and experiences with you. But he fears that doing that will only attach him even more to you, so he tries to suppress all those urges and distract himself.
It’s sad how the only way to get over those feelings were distancing and detaching himself from you.
The first time you tried to communicate with him normally he tried to hold the tears so dearly, you even had to step back from the conversation because he was trying truly hard to not cry in front of you.
He wonders if there is a life in which you both can be happily together, married and old.
He spends more time with Lance to distract himself, and he slowly starts to stop feeling anxious when he thinks of you! Even though he still believes that you were the love of his life and the one he wanted to spend the rest of his days with.
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Hiiii!!!!!! Love your work and I always check if you posted anything new. Anyways, can I ask for headcanons of eldarya boys with a shy mc? That is all. Bye!!!
ELDARYA; the routes with a shy reader
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Sfw, routes x shy!reader, fluff, all routes!
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Oh my, you can't imagine how happy it makes me to read your words. I truly hope I caught well the concept of shyness and didn’t fuck up, or I will be very embarrassed and rot in bed. I hope you enjoy this and you're having a nice Sunday!
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EZAREL
It was you who approached first to Ezarel, as you were commanded to seek help from him for a mission. He wasn’t very interested at first in approaching to you. We know how Ezarel was at the beginning, even if he had his reasons. He was impatient with the fact that you struggled to talk too loud towards him, crossing his arms and simply waiting for you to finish your sentence. He’d make a little bit of fun, imitating you as a way to extract more information about you. Ezarel felt some sort of warmth to see your frustrated reaction, stuttering a bit until you let all the message out.
And you avoided him at first, because you clearly didn’t enjoy that interaction very much. However, Ezarel talked about you with his friends, and Valkyon scolded him as if the elf was a kid. He told him that he should be more patient, like common respect! Then Ezarel was like mehh whatever you say, dad >:(
But it made him feel slightly guilty tho… so he started being kinder, approaching you first to share a rare meal with you, so you try new eldaryan food, ooor being kinder, in general. You were kind of grateful by his change, but confused. But he was also confused about why were you being so quiet and nervous around everyone.
He wonders why are you avoiding his gaze most of the time? Does he seem threatening? Why do you stutter so much? But with time, he started finding it adorable. And he learnt to be patient.
With time, he grew used to it. Your friendship also grew stronger so you felt more comfortable around him. You also got used to his teasing when you both were alone. The smirk on his face makes you wanna hit him, the way he approaches too much or throws a comment that tests your social limits. Seeing you getting so nervous is cute.
But he wouldn’t keep going if he sees he’s overstepping any boundary. When you seem uncomfortable or even anxious, he stops. Ezarel has a sixth sense to know that you’re too nervous.
When you both become a couple, he initiates physical contact to make you shy. He’d caress your waist subtly, seeing how you tense up, or even whispering in your ear an innocent and harmless “why is your breath so shaky? Are you alright?”
During social situations, he isn’t really overprotective or infantilizes you at all. If you want to express yourself, go on. He will keep his gaze on you, waiting for you to speak for yourself in front of others. If he sees you’re truly overwhelmed, he might take the lead of the conversation. His head movements are little nods, as a way to give you subtle motivation.
He initiates the physical contact if you’re too shy for that, such as taking your hand, or offering you his arm when he sees you’re containing yourself to do so. He loves how gentle and careful you seem to be with everything, even if he doesn’t agree with those insecurities that make you so awkward in social moments.
Ezarel will defend you if he sees someone is making you anxious from their insistence and their lack of patience.
NEVRA
During The Origins, he was the one who approached, completely curious about your whole presence on the HQs. At the beginning, he wasn’t used to be ignored or cause genuine awkwardness due to his behavior, since he believed that most of the creatures in Eldarya fell for him. He truly thought it was because he was irresistible and made you nervous —which is true, in a certain way—.
He had fun making you shyer than usual, provoking those reactions in you. So he might say many double meaning comments that ends up in you needing to go enjoy the fresh air from how warm your face is. But Nevra soon realized that he could be triggering you.
As time passed, he knew when your behavior became awkward around others and started talking to you about any other casual thing, trying to distract you.
You feel safer around Nevra, even though it’s easy that his cunty behavior makes you shy. But as long as it ain’t comfortable, it will be fun for both of you.
Nevra would never speak for you when it comes to social situations. He might be by your side so you don’t feel alone on that. One day, you had to speak up towards the team, following the orders of Miiko. Nevra would whisper a reassuring comment, but anything else. He might be behind you, arms crossed and looking around to make sure that everyone was behaving and paying attention to you. He might show a proud smile sometimes, nodding as he slowly nodded to your words.
He is observant to physical reactions, in any context. After the speech to the team, you dried your sweaty hands on your pants. Your breathing was as heavy as if you ran for about 15 minutes straight on an inclined street. He’d approach, gently stroking your cheek and asking in a gentler tone than ever “would you like to go for a walk and get some fresh air?”
During A New Era… well, even if things had seemed to change, he still knows very good about your shyness. His short, distant answers made it uncomfortable for you. And it pained him to see you so nervous around him again. Even if you’re not as shy as when you first met him, it seems like a barrier has been set in that comfort from before.
Your delicacy to talk to him awakens that affection, that deep love he felt for you. And he cannot help but be even more attentive with you than before. You’re so much gentler than everything going on around his life. The fact that your shyness remains the same makes his heart warm, and one of the first times you both were trying to break the ice, he couldn’t help but smile subtly at the way your eyes moved to the floor, playing with your hands and trying to form a coherent sentence on your mind to not speak nonsense. He’d clear his throat and calmly say “don’t worry, take it easy.”
Nevra has always been patient with you, and will keep being it.
VALKYON
First, you two met thanks to him approaching. He was also a quiet man at first, but you really didn’t know if he was simply a quiet man or also shy. He has already seen that you are indeed shy, that’s why his inner voice told him to welcome you into the HQs in a kinder way than others. But he wouldn’t add pressure to you. There is no need to know and talk with everyone, but at least have a couple of friends to lean on.
He is very understanding about this feature and isn’t uncomfortable, curious or frustrated. Valkyon finds it natural and doesn’t add much importance on it. In fact, he believes that your shyness is a part of your charm.
He is also very respectful and prefers to create a peaceful environment where you can feel safe and comfortable. With time, you started to see that Valkyon wasn’t as scary as he looked and he literally was the sweetest.
He might talk for you sometimes, only if he sees that you are getting overwhelmed, that you are getting blocked on your thoughts and do not find the words. He quietly and calmly speaks for you, to express what you were trying to say, without the intention of imposing or whatever. He keeps looking at you as he talks to see if he caught your message and feelings well enough to interpret it in his own words.
Valkyon tries to encourage you through his acts, looking at you with patience and a little smile, giving you space to express yourself when you are ready.
He loves to see you smile and puts all his effort to make you feel confident. He knows that shyness can be a barrier, but he believes that with his support and your own will, this barrier will be brought down step by step, enjoying every small improvement.
He likes to spend quiet and peaceful moments with you, such as going on a walk, only the two of you, through places where you won’t find anyone to disturb your calm.
Valkyon lowkey enjoys how you search his presence for comfort. You gently get a grip on his arm and follow him around as if you were just a part of his outfit. And it doesn’t bother him at all. He simply caresses your hand as a reminder that nothing will happen
He is well aware that you may hold a big insecurity inside to be this shy. And even if he doesn’t verbally say it, he presses little kisses on your head or forehead as a praising for your efforts. And whenever you are alone with him, he’ll dare to speak his praising towards you. But only in a place where you can only hear those loving words.
LEIFTAN
The moment he saw you was the moment he developed a genuine interest in your existence. You didn’t even notice it, but he stared at you from far away, his pupils dilating slightly. He approached at you to introduce himself, and the first thing he noticed is how small you suddenly got when he talked to you. He took a mental note that you were shy, which was adorable. It even made him blush a little, a warm smile on his face to show that he wasn't going to make fun of you -and he hoped that you got the message-.
Leiftan’s gentle treatment has always offered comfort and calm to you, that’s why it was easier to loosen up a little bit around him and be more confident.
Leiftan doesn’t make fun, doesn’t get impatient. He is more protective of you in case your clumsiness makes you get accidentally hurt, or in case someone else makes you insecure…
He never interrupts you or makes you feel like you have no voice for yourself. But if he sees that the situation is making you nervous enough, he puts on that sweet smile of his, and with a calm voice he takes subtle control of the situation.
When you start stuttering, he rubs your back gently and mutters “do not rush it, we have time,” trying to give you some security.
When your shyness is winning over you, he won’t overwhelm you with words. He knows all you probably want is peace. He approaches to you and takes your hand, no matter if it’s sweaty, and walks towards any spot of the area that is more calm. He has that gaze filled of warmth where he is asking you if you’d like to leave.
He is truly observant with your insecurities, and knows when you’re doubting of talking, when you’re feeling out of place, when you feel smaller. He doesn’t always act, but he stares at the creatures that made you feel like that sternly.
Whenever you take the initiative to do something, he either melts or smiles proudly, or both. If you surprise him by taking his hand, he might lower his guard a lot. If you suddenly give him a small kiss on his cheek, he feels all his blood accumulating on his head.
With Leiftan, you’ll slowly feel more confident, as his reassuring words and actions makes you feel safe. He would love to see you learn how to be less nervous, and seeing you put the effort to do so is a great reason to spoil you later with cuddles, kisses or your favorite snack!
MATHIEU
Honestly, he believed you disliked him at first because whenever he was around, you avoided his gaze or were truly quiet around. He asked Lance if you felt uncomfortable around him or whatever, if his energy was too much, if you hated him... Then he noticed that your face was flushed when he was around: you were nervous. He finds it cute, and not in the sense of finding it cute because he made you nervous, since it could perfectly not be like that. It’s more on the sense of finding you cute, in general.
Mathieu tries to do random questions to get to know you better, a little bit insistent but without any bad intentions. You realized that he was trying his best to make you open up, but trying to seem patient himself. It was also cute from him to be like that.
He has met a lot of people back on his daily life in earth who also were shy. He remembers those classmates who seemed to sweat or stutter at any short question from the teacher, and he can guess that you were just like that as well.
He gave you enough conversation to start to feel more comfortable around him, breaking that awkwardness and making you two feel like happy teens again.
He compliments you in public just to see you squirm and with an empty mind. He giggles like a mischievous kid and kisses your cheek “aww! Look at you, all nervous. How adorable!”
Mathieu knows when you are uncomfortable just by your expression, taking your hand and squeezing it a little as a way to say that it would be short until you both left. And to distract you from any situation that makes you uncomfortable, he’ll try to use his humor as a weapon against that situation. He’ll try to gain a laugh from you, enjoying it as if it was his favorite song.
Absolutely loves to see you take the initiative, making him shy this time. His face is pretty blushed when he feels your arms wrapping around his torso. A little, happy sound leaving his throat.
He is more verbal about his support, massaging your shoulders and cheering you up with comments like “come on, sweetie, you’re doing amazing,” and sometimes it doesn’t help much, but at least it makes you know that you aren’t alone.
Mathieu adores to see you shy after he has kissed you, pinching your warm cheeks as he makes fun of you in the most innocent way. Mathieu would never make fun of you to hurt you!
He talks about you with Lance and literally becomes so hyped talking about the cute things you do whenever you get nervous. But he also talks about the progress you’ve done in the last months with him, about how you seem to be more confident and brave to talk with others without being so clumsy.
LANCE
During The Origins… I’m sorry, he wasn’t too kind. At first, he perceived you as a bother. He didn’t even understand why someone so quiet and nervous was near the battlefield.
He used to provoke you just to repel you. He knew how easy you got small and insecure just by the way you acted with your mates, and used that as a privilege to make you feel uncomfortable and force you to run away. Actually, he was also uncomfortable being around you.
He always crossed his arms, waiting for you to finish your sentence. Do you guys know this meme where a man starts stuttering “if if if if if” and the other makes fun of him? Lance would be the one making fun. He was very impatient during those times.
He was so mean that you truly wished to not find him during the mission because it would be a nightmare instead of a mission.
Nowadays, during the A New Era season, he is more patient and actually understands that you don’t want to even look at him. But he regrets everything he had done. He approached nervously, as if testing the waters to talk to you and apologize properly for everything he did in his past.
You both needed a long time to be finally comfortable around each other, and it took a lot of effort from both of you, and lots of communication. Now he’s grown the patience he didn’t seem to have before. When he sees you start stuttering and getting blocked, he softens his tone and says “I’m still listening, don’t worry. Take all the time you need.”
Lance seeks your gaze for his own comfort, not wanting you to run away from him for his past mistakes. He would like to make you feel comfortable around him and not feel like he is going to judge you again.
He doesn’t really know about how to comfort you, but he tries. He offers you his hand whenever you’re shaky, or dries your sweat when you’ve just gave a speech and are completely nervous, or even keeps his hand on your back as a reminder that he is there.
Lance always encourages you to speak up whatever you are feeling, whatever is with him or with others. He prefers you to speak up for yourself because he can get quite protective of you and speak too sternly for everyone’s comfort.
Whenever others’ are making plans, and you’re just quietly looking at everyone and nodding, he might ask your opinion in a low tone, not forcing you to speak up, in case you aren’t comfortable. He always has in mind your feelings and opinion, and understands that sometimes is difficult to open up with strangers or that you don’t feel confident enough to share some words with others.
But he definitely lets you be whenever you’re opening up to others and letting that shyness fade.
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What would the guys from Eldarya Origins be like as parents? How many children would they have? Who was the one to bring up the idea first? How did they reveal it to their partner and to others? Or anything else you can think of. Thank you for keeping the fandom alive! <3
ELDARYA THE ORIGINS; the routes as fathers!
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Sfw, fluff, reader x route, TO routes as fathers!
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hii! This request was absolutely adorable. I hope you enjoy it :). Also, I'm sorry for any misspellings! I'm feeling quite sick today and have 0 energy to check it many times, so I'm sorry if something doesn't make sense at all!
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EZAREL
Who brought the idea? You. It was very difficult for him to imagine a little creature created through the both of you, but he really wanted to see what the result would be. A little kid with pointy-ears, your eyes, or your hair… the kid would be so cute! You took advantage of a cozy night under the stars, as you both talked about your future, to bring out the idea of being parents. Ezarel seemed truly vulnerable that night, showing a clear insecurity of not being a good dad and husband enough. You reassured him by saying that if he messed up, you both would mess up together. After all, it would be the first time being parents for both of you!
If he was asked years ago about imagining himself being a father, he’d laugh a lot. But now he was truly considering it and getting information from every single dad of Eldarya to be a good father. He definitely took notes and studied the theory until the only thing left to learn was the practice.
How was the revelation done? It was thanks to Valkyon that he accidentally confessed it to everyone. The elf was seen smiling to his plate, to which Valkyon asked, “are you finally losing your mind?”
Ezarel chuckled proudly, “no, man. I’m finally becoming a father.”
It was so casual he wasn’t believed at first. Not only Valkyon heard it, but also some of the teammates that were around. It was very unbelievable at first since Ezarel was the type of person to make faces or mock kids to make them cry, or to hold his laugh whenever a kid coughed his lungs off.
How many children would you have? Three. The first one was a decision, one you both searched for. The second one was an accident, but he took a liking to this profession of being a father. And the third… well, he requested it himself. Those were two guys and a girl, each one with three years of difference between them. He suggested unserious names to all of them so it was you who decided the names at the end.
Taking care of his babies… with the first baby, Ezarel was truly shy, almost babyphobic. He feared touching them and hurting them by accident. Tthe first time he changed the diaper he almost threw up so that’s definitely your task. He can make them burp, he can dress them, play with them… but he is not seeing or smelling that monstrosity.
Once, his first son peed on Ezarel’s lap as they were playing and since that time, Ezarel became much more careful with playing with them… he can identify the focused expression babies do when they’re making their needs.
Plays a lot with them, and will accidentally make them cry from any “magic” trick. He quickly holds the baby and shushes him, kissing their head gently, “hey hey, I’m not trying to give you any trauma here…” he mutters, more stressed himself than what the actual situation is.
Taking care of his infants… He is a very fun dad and definitely plays a lot of roleplay games with his kids in the street. Ezarel’s childishness definitely match the mindset of your kids. Yet he also makes sure to educate them with proper manners. It’s always good to make jokes, play around but respectfully! Always lets them win whenever they are playing hide-and-seek or any other game.
Taking care of his teens… this period is difficult, very difficult. But Ezarel makes it easier to deal with it. Ezarel knew that he needed to set boundaries and help his children to face what the adulthood would be like, since no one is prepared to suddenly be responsible for everything in their lives. It’s a phase of change and lots of revoluted hormones, which means that there will be some arguments sporadically. And more, among your children. Ezarel would be frustrated for things going that way, but he is aware that it will change later.
Arguments can happen with his children or among them, but Ezarel is aware of that being a part of growing up. He uses his humor to break the ice, but it sometimes goes wrong, seeming like he is mocking his teens. Damn, he doesn’t want them to be depressed because of a joke he made. He gives them space to think and calm down before going to have a deep conversation with them, always aiming to understand their side. Teens tend to not feel understood, so whenever his kids say "You don't understand it!" he always says, “Probably, but what if you were so nice to explain it to me? I cannot help you if I don’t know what the problem is.”
He makes sure his teens know that their words always do matter.
Ezarel is imperfect so he might not have much patience sometimes, also snapping back. But he doesn’t take too long before going to invite the dialogue to fix things.
He wants to be a present father, one that is helpful and reliable. He’ll be a good listener to his children, and a good advisor as well. One of the things he is most proud of is to see them grow and take their paths. He knows that once they are adults, he cannot do much other than giving them advice and support, but won’t interfere in whatever they wanna do. Ezarel wants them to be free to pick, to experience and check the things they like and what not. Sometimes people need to get an impacting consequence for them to know what’s good or not.
NEVRA
Who brought the idea? You both watched the kids play around in the garden, the sunset making the sky beautifully calming over you. You were resting your head over his shoulder as you enjoyed of the breeze, the joyful laughs of children making you smile warmly. Nevra was quiet as well, enjoying of the whole moment. Then you started by asking, “would you like to be dad someday?”
Nevra considered it. No one is prepared to be a father when it’s your first time, and he feared being a bad father due to his experience with his own parents. But just as he takes his job seriously, he might take the role of a father very serious. He wants to be the father he never had, a father who can raise a happy and free kid. Nevra answered to you that yes, he’d like to be a father one day, even if the idea made him scared. He knows exactly what to not do, and he wants to give your kid everything he didn’t have. Their happiness would be his happiness as well.
How was the revelation done? He organized a dinner with your closest friends. He waited for the dessert time to finally say it, before revealing that the dessert would be a cake you specifically chose for that night. You both stood up in front of everyone and said that you were going to have a kid, which was received with lots of claps and happiness, also tears from Karenn and congratulations to everyone. It was a lovely night.
How many children would you have? One, and it’s enough for him. It was a guy which he treated like a prince. The name would be picked between you both, and the help and opinion from Karenn.
Taking care of his baby… Completely obsessed! How can this tiny creature be so adorable? His heart melts whenever the baby makes any cute sound, making him smile and gently squeeze the baby’s cheeks. He loves carrying them and cleaning them. Sure, changing the diaper is disgusting, and a mess at first, but he can hold the disgust for a while until the baby is completely clean. Definitely auntie Karenn is there to help whenever any of you need a hand.
Taking care of his infant… he is good with kids in general, so his son is definitely lucky. He is attentive to them, always teaching him to say “thank you”, to apologize for bad stuff and good manners! He doesn’t know how to play with them, but he tries. He is like an open book of emotions with his son, always there and showing him his affection.
Taking care of his teen… Well here… Nevra suffered quite a lot during this phase. He was scared of his son rejecting him all of a sudden, or ruining his relationship with his son. Nevra learnt to communicate with patience and delicacy towards him, always being a support for him and helping him out with stuff. During the first argument, he acted worse than he prepared himself to, yet he was quick to get quiet and go for a walk to think about it. He didn't want to stress his son out and less you. No one is born knowing how to be a father, and it was his first time dealing with his son arguing with him.
At night, he talked to you, asking for suggestions about how to make up after that argument. And you both reached the conclusion that having a nice day in family could solve it. Firstly, a good breakfast together, Nevra could apologize to his son during it and spend that day doing activities together. Nevra always made sure that the three of you could be as happy as possible!
VALKYON
Who brought the idea? He once brought the subject to you, being straight to the point about having kids at some point of your lives. You told him that you were scared of having kids, yet he reassured you. Valkyon loves kids. The pregnancy wasn’t really planned, but it was a great surprise for both of you. His paternal instinct always appeared with kids around him, and definitely has gotten baby fever more than once. So when he finally sees his children, he becomes absolutely happy. He even cries from happiness, hugging you and expressing verbally how happy you make him.
How was the revelation done? He didn’t really know how to do it, so lend you the responsibility for it. You organized a meeting with your closest friends, and you were the one confessing it. Everyone expected it at some point! All children loved Valkyon and treated him as a father, reason why Valkyon confessed his desire to be a father at some point of his life.
How many children would you have? Just twins! The moment you both knew that you’d bring a couple of identical creatures to the world, you both were more than satisfied with it. It’d be chaotic to raise two at the same time, and to difference them… Valkyon holds them with a blanket, looking at them with the greatest smile ever, you’ve never seen him so relaxed, so calm. Taking the role of father is something he had dreamt at least once in his life. The two girls were so cute and tiny on his arms! You’ll pick one name for one of the girls, and he’d pick the name for the other.
Taking care of his babies… Valkyon loves teaching them about the world they were recently introduced to. He plays with them, sings to them any kid songs in dragon language from his childhood and definitely spends most of his time with them and you. Valkyon has no problem in changing their diaper. Of course, it is disgusting, but he can take that. Patience is the word that describes him perfectly. Whenever both girls start crying in the middle of the night, he stands up and goes to comfort them, sometimes falling asleep with them on his arms or lap.
Taking care of his infants… He tells them fictional tales every night, takes part of their games and spoils them a tiny bit (a lot). He allows them to climb him as if he was a tree, as he is pretty tall in comparison to them. He might chuckle at the adorable acts of your girls, staying still and hugging them once they both reach his torso.
Valkyon might be a very soft and peaceful dad, but whenever he sets boundaries, he is firm with them. He might be pretty strict with the sleeping time, making sure they sleep proper hours. And also taking care of their meals so they are constantly eating proper food and not sweets.
He also teaches them to be curious and connect with nature, learning about plants, food, culture…
Taking care of his teens… Valkyon is patient but firm, never letting his girls go into dangerous places alone. He has made himself very trustful between his girls, which will allow you all to have deep conversations and not feel judged by any of you. Valkyon is always there to be a quiet support, since he isn’t very good with words, but he won’t hesitate in acting if someone hurts your girls (and you, of course). He is protective of his family. He will gladly teach them how to protect themselves whenever they are in danger.
It’s a phase in which Valkyon realizes that you both are starting to be less influential in the path your little girls take. You both are a guide for them, but once they both become adults, they might fly like free birds. And Valkyon, no matter how protective he is, he cannot cut their wings. He will support them and always be there to advise them, to help them out of the bad moments.
Arguments weren’t regular at all, but whenever they happened, they were mainly quiet. Whenever the discussion reached a point in which any of you disagreed, the silence appeared and everyone took their time to calm down. Valkyon sets peace in chaos, and he has no fear in being honest with his girls, sometimes a little bit rough. But he wants them to be prepared to face everything life has to offer. He never lets the conversation be forgotten because he knows it is important for parents to care about their children's worries.
LEIFTAN
Who brought the idea? You both were sitting on the hanging chair on his room, his arms around your waist as you sat comfortably on his lap. He was reading a book which, honestly, you had no idea in which language it was written. He started talking about how cute would it be to have a happy family, to raise a child and teach them how to appreciate the beautiful things in life. You chuckled, looking up at him, “have you ever considered how would our children look?” And Leiftan got slightly flustered, nodding and connecting his eyes with yours.
“Yes, many times,” he’d mumble timidly. Your answer was a simple “me too,” that left him thinking. Even anxious about the chance of creating a family with you. He was excited about the idea but terribly scared of not being prepared enough to take care of another living being. His own care for others’ well-being was already a way of fathering, so he had to take care of his kid just as he took care of you and others, but maybe… with more responsibility for.
How was the revelation done? It was confessed with a lot of pauses, nervousness and even tears. It was expected at some point, since you both were very parent-coded. Leiftan was very loving with kids and whenever you joined him, people thought that you were the parents of any random kid.
How many children would you have? Just one, but it was more than enough for him. Leiftan takes care of the minimum detail and lives for his family (you and the little girl you had). He lets you pick her name, even though he’d prefer if that name had a meaning behind.
Taking care of his baby… Leiftan is the typical dad who sleeps besides the cradle, being very attentive with your girl’s needs. He gets very anxious at first, when he doesn’t know what the baby needs, but he learns fast how to recognize the baby’s cries. And whenever he accidentally makes the baby cry, he starts apologizing and trying to comfort them. “Oh no, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it, dear… are you ok? Please do not cry, my love, don’t cry…”
Nevertheless, Leiftan takes responsibility for everything needed. He is the typical dad to show his baby everything “look! That’s a butterfly. Isn’t it pretty?” as he talks with the softest voice ever. He is such a cutie with his girl.
The moment he heard your little girl say her first words… you both ended up crying together, very happy and cutesy!
Taking care of his infant… He loves to teach his little kid how to read, how to create flower crowns and do other handmade crafts, so your girl can be creative and never get bored! Leiftan gets creative in the kitchen and makes you both meals with special shapes.
Leiftan as a dad worries a lot about his little girl, and gets very anxious when she’s far for too long. What if she gets hurt or sick?
He also teaches her a lot about culture, literature and to be curious about the things around her, but always taking care of the dangers.
Taking care of his teen… The biggest challenge. He gets confused with the emotional changes in your girl and never forces anything. Leiftan gets quiet and emotional whenever his girl is mad because of the minimum stuff, and writes tiny letters to her when words aren’t enough: “I’m here if you need to talk. We both know that I am clumsy with words, but I love you more than anything else. Your parents will always be here for you, my sweet.”
Leiftan makes sure that his girl feels loved by you both. And he also makes sure you’re happy and doing fine, not wanting this phase to affect you so much. It’s unavoidable that you three end up hurt after a discussion, but it won’t last too long. In fact, you three would be together the next day, sitting in the garden as each one of you is reading a book in silence. And those times are the ones that you and Leiftan seek for so deeply. It is lovely.
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Hello and Merry Christmas, Alex! I hope you have been well and are doing well aswell today❤️ I saw you opened your requests and I have read that Christmas ones have priority (completely understandable), but I wanted to request this little hc of you for whenever you feel like writing it: how would the boys from Eldarya treat a MC who is inexperienced with sex? (virgin or not, is up to you). Like how would they drop hints about it, how would it happen, how supportive would they be, would they talk or be awkward etc. Anyway, thank you so much for everything you’ve already given and still giving us! Have a good day!
ELDARYA; virgin reader (NSFW)
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: NSFW but not heavy, individual headcanons, routes x reader who’s a virgin, long headcanons, first time
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: Hii! Thank you for your kind words, I hope you enjoy. I focused on a virgin character so I can do some hcs about their first times with their partners. I didn't check it deeply so there might be mispellings, sorry!
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EZAREL
He found it out before you started dating, and even if it’s a random fact, he somehow kept it in mind. You were whining in the lab about feeling dizzy, about a stomachache, and he playfully asked “are you perhaps pregnant?” to which you answered with “I’m still a virgin, Ez.”
It’s not like he directly asked but oh ok, wow, that’s interesting “useless” information.
But it became useful when he started dating you. Or more exactly until he is making out with you and is getting more handsy than you’d expect. You didn’t expect him to be so touchy when he was excited, but this elf is full of surprises.
You stopped his hands when they were almost reaching your skin underneath your shirt, clearing your throat a little. “Ezarel, wait…” you muttered, trying to control your breath, “I’m taking this as you’re liking it, but… I’m afraid I’m not as experienced to satisfy you completely.”
He raises an eyebrow, “being inexperienced doesn’t equal to be boring, you know that, right? We can keep going if you want, and if not then we won’t,” he shrugged. Maybe he had a trouble in his pants, but he would never push you into that situation if you didn’t feel ready.
When you told him that you were ready, he smiled a little bit, not because that’s the answer he wanted, but because you did it for yourself. And he’d like you to enjoy yourself for this new experience.
He would unconsciously take control of the situation to guide you, to caress and kiss every inch of you.
Ezarel would start by going down on you. Oh, it’s what he is best at. Just to hear the sounds you're capable to make thanks to his mouth and fingers is arousing enough.
Once he achieves to make you come several times, he’d get on top, making sure your lower back is resting over a pillow so it feels better for you. He’d ask for consent before aligning himself and would tell you to warn him of any slight discomfort.
He is so sweet, so patient and gentle that you almost believe the elf you knew has been replaced just for this moment. As he enters and waits for you to adjust to his size, he’d caress your hair to relax you, as well as his lips may find a path to kiss along the skin of your neck. “You’re pretty tight, hun… try to relax a little…”
He would move slower than he’d like so it doesn’t overwhelm you or hurt you very much. He interlocks his fingers with yours, allowing you to squeeze his hands as tight as you need.
Ezarel makes love. He is slow yet precise, checking your reactions at any moment to detect pain, but he keeps going when he sees and feels that you’re enjoying yourself.
When you’re both done, he immediately carries you to the bathroom and forces you to pee as he prepares a bath for the both of you (so your muscles can relax and aren’t that sore the next day).
He’d make you eat and drink water as he changes the sheets so you both can sleep better and clean.
You might find a little mark on your shoulder, as a very clear sign of his love for you.
NEVRA
It scared you a little to confess your inexperience to him, knowing that he was used to this subject and was far more experienced than you. He has always showed confidence about this womanizer side, when he used to be, even if it was simply a mask. You didn’t fear of being a one-night stand for him since he was your boyfriend, yet you feared making him bored because he’d have to go slower and not straight to the point. Little did you know he’d enjoy it the most to be your first time.
One day you approached at him and shyly asked “Nevra… would it be a problem if I was a virgin?”. And why would it be a problem? He shakes his head, smiling subtly, “not at all, there’s always a first time for everything.”
It makes him feel a little bit greedy.
Nevra enjoys a lot to tease you when you’re cuddling with him, and it would sometimes end up in a heated making out session. Yet it would go further than touching over the clothes or him letting you ride his thigh until you’re exhausted. And you could consider that as a first time… but the clothes were still on.
He wanted to make your first time special so he probably planned when and how would it be. Before it happened, he would have prepared his bedroom with a romantic and intimate environment: sweet scented candles, roses, soft sheets, a bucket of tissues in the nightstand and a bottle of water as well. It would be in a special day, such as your birthday, your anniversary or whatever.
You kinda knew he had something on mind due to the way he acted during the day.
You got really nervous to see the bedroom decorated like this, but it’s alright, he took initiative to kiss you slow and gentle at first before increasing the intensity of it.
Lots of sweet nothing were whispered to your ear during that night. Lots of kisses and reassuring compliments, cheering you to act as bolder as you never dared to. He’d even ask you if you want to be on top or under him, but he’d be completely fine with switching positions during it.
He likes to be equally naked, so whenever he takes your shirt off, he encourages you to do the same with him. And damn he has lost such a wonderful sight for so long.
He uses his fingers to caress your skin, memorize every curve on your body and then to finally explore your insides. His eyes are focused in you and the way you react, with a lovely smile on his face, enjoying himself as much as you’re enjoying the pace of his fingers inside you.
Once his fingers are tired of moving, he’d ask you if he can use his cock next. It was up to you, and he’d actually use lube so it doesn’t hurt much. Will keep a slow and torturous pace, maybe slower than you’d like. He’s a cocky bitch and would like to see you asking for a faster pace so he can make you melt by going faster. He is gonna keep being gentle though, he might go faster but not rougher.
He is gonna remind you how much he loves you as he reaches the orgasm. He has been too long without feeling this kind of pure, genuine connection. And he loves it as much as he loves you. It is even special for him.
Once you’re both done, he’s gonna carry you to take a warm bath with him and eat something to recover energy. Then cuddle to sleep!
VALKYON
Isn’t everyone ‘virgin’ from birth until they lose it? It’s pretty natural, and he won’t even need to ask until the time comes.
Valkyon is incredibly good at setting an intimate mood. His touch grows bolder, and he knows exactly where to touch to make your butterflies intensify on your stomach. By your reactions he can tell that you are getting overwhelmed, so he simply stops and asks, “are you alright? Do you want me to go further?”
Your breathless “yes” does seem doubtful, so he would ask a couple of times more before keep going with it.
Valkyon is pretty experienced with sexual terms, more than Nevra himself. He had spent a bunch of nights killing his free time on others’ beds.
His hands, no matter how big, rough and brusque they seem, his touch is absolutely delicate, terrified of hurting you. Even though it might hurt a little at first just to get pleasure later.
He takes his time worshiping your body, with and without clothes, until you know good enough how stunning you are.
He’d start with simple grinding his hips against your core. Ngl, the moment you felt that bulge against you, you panicked a little. He is a big man, and he’s a little bit thick under his pants. That’s why he wants to make sure you can come from the friction at least once, in case the penetration isn’t possible.
Before penetration he is going to use lube (in case the natural one isn’t enough) and make sure you can get used to his fingers. He mutters every now and now, “do you like it, darling?” just to make sure it is enjoyable for you.
If you dare to take him (or try to, at least) he’d let you ride him so you are in control of the pace. He has no rush, and he wants you to enjoy your first time with him. It is special, and he fears hurting you a lot. Mainly because he can’t guess what might the best pace for you to not hurt you, so he lets you take control of it.
Praises you! He isn’t very talkative during sex, yet he might randomly compliment how good you feel and to take it slowly. He holds your hips firmly, caressing the skin there and guiding you just a little, not wanting to rush you.
Seeing you lose yourself in pleasure is contagious, and he feels like losing apart as well.
He fills you up with kisses and praises as you are panting heavily from the orgasm, carefully setting you into a more comfortable position. He’d clean you and give you water before cuddling you to sleep.
Next morning you could shower and change the sheets, but that night he doesn’t want to do anything more than to sleep naked, enjoy of the warmth of your skin and relax with you.
LEIFTAN
Bold of you to assume this guy would be experienced in practice. He has had intimate encounters a couple of times, but the knowledge he has got is mainly from sex education books. So at least he has got the theory.
One day he talked to you about intimacy, and he asked you if you would like to reach that point at some moment in your relationship.
When you tell him that you’d like to have your first time with him, he almost faints. He’d laugh awkwardly and tell you a small ‘ok…’ but would never dare to take the initiative for it.
It was during one of those lovely baths you both shared together in which you dared to take a step further. He didn’t realize at first how your kisses got more precise and sensual, as well as how your hands wandered through his chest to his abdomen. Yet it made him nervous how your hands seemed to go further and further as he melted in your arms.
His body reacted instinctively to your touch, and he could guess what were you trying, yet he’d look to share eye contact as he directly asks you “do you want to… take this step with me?”, and you were more than sure about it.
Leiftan is more on the submissive side. He can take control of the situation if he sees you lost or doubtful though. He wants to give you the confidence to go forward. Yet expect his cheeks to be as red as a tomato during all that time, it feels like his first time again -even if it isn’t exactly- with the person he loves the most.
He is more than aware that you have to find out what do you like or not during sex, so he is slow, patient and asks constantly for your opinion about certain touch, kiss, pressure and pace.
His skin is very sensitive to each kiss, to every single touch of your hands, and his little whimpers and sighs makes you feel good with yourself.
As you caress his dick, he would slide a hand in between your thighs to return the same pleasure you’re giving to him. The most beautiful sight he has ever seen was you coming on his hand, and he didn’t realize that was what he needed to see to be completely satisfied with his life.
The temperature starts to raise even if the water is getting colder, yet you both get sweaty from the overwhelming senses of your bodies together. The bathtub is small, so he is quite scared of asking you to go further. But you can see the need in his eyes and that moves you to sit in it, to take him in.
The way the compliments fall from his lips is hypnotizing, with his shaky voice and heavy breathing. It might be easy for the both of you to reach your peaks.
Damn, saying that Leiftan was blessed was an understatement. He was almost ascending from how good all of it was. He fills you up with kisses and constant ‘I love you’s and ‘you did amazing’.
The water of the bath was cold already, so you both had to take a cleaning bath and then go to bed.
As you both cuddle he’d ask what did you like the most and if you felt uncomfortable at any moment. He makes mental notes from that conversation, so next time is better!
LANCE
He never asked you about it, and didn’t even think about asking. It was more like he finds out when you pulled out the subject of sex and you two talked about agreeing to have it or not in your relationship. You both even established a safe word already for the day it comes. You also told him about being virgin and it didn’t change much except the fact that he was more protective about you.
Lance has had his night stands in the past, but normally did it to relief his stress, not because he felt any deep connection with any of those people. But with you? It would be definitely different and more special.
He’s pretty good at foreplay and attempts to make you needy with all the attention he gives to you over your clothes, and even teasing just a little underneath.
He is talkative in the teasing way. He has never been someone’s first time, but he will make sure you get a great experience from it. He might try to be more gentle with his words as well.
He holds to your likings and quickly picks up what makes you uncomfortable to cease it immediately. His hands are never still, checking which places are safe to touch and which ones are more ticklish to tease.
You might end up sitting on his lap. He is a big man, not as his brother, but he is on the longer side. Lance might fear his greed controls his mind during the moment, because he gets eager when he is turned on and your gentleness and lack of experience makes him quite excited.
He lets you set the pace you need to get used to his size, and he might grip the sheets tightly to not buck his hips as you ride him. Or at least not at first. He might get proud of your confidence to bounce up and down his cock with the pass of minutes, the tight embrace of your walls making him more and more eager. Then he’d thrust up, letting you feel him deeper. Obviously he’d stop if he saw any painful expression, but seeing you liked it, he kept going.
He gets a little bit cocky when you reach your orgasm, letting you rest for a little over him, caressing your thighs with extreme care as he kisses your neck gently. Lance has got a good stamina, and he can last for rounds. He’d offer you if you want to go for another round, or you want to rest, whatever you choose is respected, naturally.
When you accepted to go for another round, he switched positions and placed himself over you. With more confidence he’d guide his dick to caress your insides quickly, receiving the delicious squeeze of your walls now and then. You both were too lost in the pleasure to care about the sounds you made, and he wouldn’t complain of hearing you lose your mind at all. He is enjoying his show and you too, no one else matters at that moment.
You might end up exhausted, your thighs trembling as they’ve never done before and feeling too sleepy to clean yourself. Don’t worry, Lance’s got you. He might clean yourself and himself and then hug you.
He’s not used to aftercare, but you were his significant other, his partner, and he loves you deeply. So he is gonna get used to aftercare from now on. He might massage your thighs, shoulders and finally your scalp, placing your head over his chest so you can sleep on his arms.
Next morning you’d wake up with the great surprise of breakfast in bed, so yeah, he’s also such a gentleman every now and then :).
MATHIEU
He might be as well. Sure, he has had partners before and some intimate moments, but it never reached to anything else than grinding through clothes. He has read mangas, fanfics and even seen videos on internet where the sexual content was the main focus… And he had told you this with no fear, adding at the end that he’s still a virgin though.
You wanted to say “normal lol” but you simply said “me too,” thing that made him quite excited. Mathieu believed that being each others’ first time would be very romantic!
But when the moment comes and he finds himself undressing you, he is a mess of anxiety and thoughts wondering if he’d do good enough for you. He is more nervous that you are and at some point you wonder if he’s the one that needs to stop. But he really wants to go forward!
He grips at your clothes as he kisses the skin he has already exposed, he is so impressed by how good you look. His heartbeat was so quick he believed it would explode.
You’d need to slow him down because he is eager to discover all the places your clothes had covered from him.
Mathieu would love to receive praising as well during his first time, also to reassure him that he is doing a great job at pleasing you.
During that night you both shared some laughs from nervousness and clumsy acts, such as him hitting his head against the headboard, or accidentally bumping his nose against yours, or not being able to take out his own shirt properly. That laugh makes it more casual for you both though, helping to ease the nervousness.
He has read that fingering is the easiest way to prepare a hole you’re gonna enter, so he’d use them. To your luck, he was somehow very good at the angling of his fingers, the pace, and he seemed to know when to curl them up towards the sweet spot. Your reactions might be more than enough to make him cum by accident.
He was so nervous to enter that he needed your reassurance, he needed to hear that you were really sure about having another bone inside your body. The moment he starts pushing inside, you can see how he almost falls over you from the way he trembled. “Oh shit, you’re so tight…” he’d mutter with a huskier voice than usual, trying to keep his balance with his arms at both sides of your head.
Mathieu really tries to control himself, pushing in and out slowly as he presses his lips against your head, practically embracing you. He is eager, but he is very scared of hurting you. Any slight pain and he is on his knees, apologizing and crying for you.
No but you both achieve to make your first time very special for each other. There are a lot of emotions, a lot of caresses, kisses…
He’d let you go clean yourself as he changes the sheets to cleaner ones, then he’d also go to clean himself and finally the best part: Cuddles!
When you asked him how did he know to use his fingers that way he simply said that he consulted it long ago in wikihow and studied it in case he’d have sex with his last partners. Spoiler, he didn’t.
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: These headcanons do not include the routes x partner! Individual headcanons, sfw, domestic things ig? not a request
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: I must say that I have no idea what kind of alarm they might use to wake up, I believe none, but since I don’t remember if it is mentioned and imagination is wild, the typical clocks will be used as alarm clocks as well.
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EZAREL
Very dramatic during the process of waking up. The moment the clock starts doing its usual ringing, he will cry out and whine a lot until he decides to reluctantly stand up and turn off the clock in a moody way. Then he quickly goes to bed and snuggles in the warmth of his spot, whining about how he hates to work and how he’d love to keep sleeping. And even if he’s an elf and doesn’t really need to sleep, sleeping gives him 50% strength for the day. The other 50% will be during breakfast.
He wakes up at 06:00 AM, since the life in the guard requires time. Yet he always stays up, under the covers, until the clock marks it is 06:15.
06:15 AM. He calmly changes to his normal clothes, looking at some random spot of the room with his mind in blank. To wear all the shit he constantly wears over, he needs time, and patience. Ezarel doesn’t like morning showers, he prefers noon showers right after his switch is done, so he makes sure to do a dry cleaning in the morning so he can still smell good.
06:30 AM. He enters the bathroom to do his needs, wash his face and brush his teeth. He always stares at the nowhere during the morning, preferring to keep his mind resting until it is the time to use it. He doesn’t want to effortlessly tire himself by thinking of other stuff when work will tire him enough.
06:35 AM. Ezarel starts combing his hair to do his typical lazy ponytail and then goes back to his bedroom.
06:37 AM. He sits on the bed and waits until it’s 40 so he can get motivation to keep going.
06:40 AM. Alright, now he stands up and checks that he has gotten everything on himself to go to work. He then leaves towards the pantry. That is ALWAYS his first spot to fill his stomach because he cannot work without sugar early in the morning, he needs a motivation to do his job and that is… honey.
Ah, right, he NEVER makes his bed. Like, never. Unless he is doing a deep room cleaning, and he changes the sheets, but from the moment he wakes up to the moment he goes to sleep, his covers are still opened, offering him a nice spot to lie down. Why? Simply: He will undo the bed at night, when he goes to sleep again. So why would he do that effort?
From 06:50–07:10 AM he is having the best breakfast ever (in his opinion).
At 07:15 AM he is entering the Alchemy lab and checking the to-do list for the day. Then he starts working.
Until 09:45 AM he is deeply focused on his work. Not even if there’s less work than other times, he finds the way to make himself busy with science. There are always things to do and investigate, and he enjoys it.
At 10:00 AM he takes a break to go to the pantry and have his second breakfast. It is very needed. He takes advantage of that hour to talk and play around with others, and after 10 minutes of break, he goes back to work. There are busier days in which he has to eat as he works since he is too busy, but whenever he is allowed to escape the lab, he does.
Then he goes back to work until 1 PM.
During free days he doesn’t set any alarm. Hah, to be that crazy. He sleeps until his body can’t sleep more and normally wakes up at 10:30/11:00 AM. Then he calmly does the morning routine but without going to work! Simply chilling around.
NEVRA
When he was leader of the shadow guard, he wasn’t in a rush to wake up in labor days as his job is usually during the night, yet he had responsibilities, and he liked to keep his day free from worries. But now that he isn’t, he forces himself to get used to have a morning productivity focus, since the light guard requires full day attention. His routine over the years hasn't changed too much though, always taking care of himself to the maximum.
He naturally wakes up earlier than the clock alarm sounds, and from there, he starts his day.
His alarm is set at 06:00 AM, yet he normally wakes up 10 minutes earlier. And from there, he goes straight to the bathroom to brush his teeth and take an awakening morning shower. During the shower he makes sure to follow his strict hair and skincare routine, not allowing any of it to be in any bad state. That’s unacceptable.
06:28 AM. He comes out from the shower and dries himself completely. He gets dressed and adds the skincare products on his skin. It gives him so much satisfaction to feel his skin soft, he even admires how it shines from the products. He combs his hair and dries it.
06:35 AM. He is ready. Yet he stares at himself in the mirror and frowns. Then starts fighting with his hair to make it stay in place, giving up at some point when it is good enough, or he is frustrated already.
06:45 AM. He puts his favorite perfume on the best spots of his clothes and skin, also a little bit on his hair. He wants to make his scent as enjoyable as possible for everyone, even himself.
06:48 AM. He makes his bed and organizes his clothes a little to make the environment of his bedroom clean and visually satisfying.
06:55 AM. He leaves and goes directly to take a walk through the headquarters to find something to work on. Since he is a vampire, he doesn’t get hungry that much. He can enjoy meals, but he won’t get as much energy from them than blood. So I believe that there could be some blood bags in the pantry, hidden for Karenn and Nevra to take when they need some energy. But Nevra doesn’t usually need it during the morning.
07:15 - 08:40 AM. He finds himself filling some papers as he enjoys the quietness of the library, feeling pretty satisfied from the paperwork he can easily get rid off, yet the silence gets LOUD at some point and that makes him very nervous. Sitting down for hours makes him innerly energetic, so he starts planning what his training would look that day.
08:50 AM. Goes to the Pantry and takes a small blood shot for energy.
09:00-10:45 AM. He works out with other guard members. And time passes quickly with this as he has fun. Yet he finds himself sweaty after it and then goes back to his bathroom to take a quick shower, and then goes to the pantry to take a break!
11:06 AM. He is in the Pantry, cheerfully talking with his little sister and Chrome, as he drinks a blood bag to recover the energy he wasted on the work-out.
11:10 AM. Time to get back to work. And he goes to ask Huang Hua what will his tasks be during the day so he can start getting into them.
VALKYON
Sleeps like a rock, but he wakes up immediately when the alarm sounds. He gets slightly frustrated when the dream was so good and it got interrupted. He isn’t a morning person and leaving the bed is a heavy step for him, yet he is responsible for a guard and must do… what a leader must do. He has a tendency to go late to bed, but he quickly falls asleep and recovers his energy quickly.
His routine is all pretty much the same unless he is out on a mission.
06:15 AM. He goes to the bathroom and does his needs, brushes his teeth and washes his face with cold water so he can fully wake up. Then changes into comfy clothes to work out with and goes for a run.
06:30 - 07:15 AM. He is running outside the city of Eel, taking this time as a chance to release the sleepiness out of his body and start to feel energetic. Quite contradictory to be energetic when you’re tiring yourself, but doing exercise actually gives mental energy.
07:20 AM. He is back and goes to take a quick body shower. The full shower will be done at night, when he is done with sweating all he has to sweat from his job. His job requires constant physical strength, and he is too used to this that he barely sweats from doing some effort, but when he reaches his limits, he starts getting sweaty. And he likes to push his limits.
07:35 AM. He is done with the shower. He dresses up and tidies up his bedroom a little… (fixes his bed as good as he can and leaves)
07:40 AM. He has a good, filling breakfast that keeps him full for hours and also gives him vitamins and other positive chemicals to his body.
08:00–11:00 AM. He is training the members of his guard, being the good leader he is and teaching them all the good techniques, new strategies to surprise an enemy, new defense positions, new attacks from the side, with weapons, with random objects… They must be prepared for everything.
11:15 AM. He goes back to the forge and spends some hours working on sharpening weapons and creating new ones.
On free days he sleeps like a rock until his body has had enough. Yet he is a dragon and normally dragons can sleep for months or years… but not in his case! It’s ok! He has gotten used to sleep ‘normal’ hours (he’d wake up at 5 PM). Yet he spends those hours in a very productive way.
LEIFTAN
He needs to sleep his 8–10 hours so he can be fully energetic and ready to stand the next day. 07 hours and 40 minutes of sleep? Sorry, his body is noticing that. 06 hours and 58 minutes of sleep? Terrible! That’s unhealthy. He rather sleeps 09 hours and 40 minutes than less!
He normally showers before going to bed, so he relaxes after all the day he had and goes to bed clean, ready face the best sleep he has ever had (aka every chance he has to sleep and rest because he enjoys it just as everyone does).
07:00 AM. He wakes up the moment the alarm clock sounds, stirring his arms and letting out the most melodic, sweet, sleepy hum. He stands up and opens the window immediately, letting fresh air get into his bedroom, the sunlight making him smile from its warmth. Leiftan is quite the type to try and romanticize his mornings to have any slight urge to stay alive at those hours. He takes a few deep breaths as a way to start the day with as less anxiety as possible.
07:08 AM. He starts organizing his bedroom, fixing his bed and making it look as if the best cleaning service went through it.
07:15 AM. He enters the bathroom, brushes his teeth and washes his face for a minute. Then, he changes his clothes and gets busy with braiding his hair.
07:30 AM. Puts on his sweet perfume and goes towards the pantry to have breakfast and mentally organize his day. He is usually well aware of the things he has to do during the day, yet being a guard on Eldarya meant that there would be an unexpected quest at the most inconvenient moment. And he tries to be open for those situations to happen. It is his job after all!
09:00 AM. He is bored since he has been rushing some problems before, so his spot of preference is always the library! He has read a few books during his switch and free days, knowing if there’s any newness around and knowing if there is a missing book (he always checks the list of provided books in case there is any book-thief in the city).
10:30 AM. He is taking a walk through the gardens, having kind conversations with the kids and getting a nice sunbath. He normally goes through the garden to clear his mind.
11:00 AM. He is in a meeting. He is a very responsible man!
On free days, he normally spends his mornings going for walks with himself or Lance, on the library reading or in his bedroom simply exploring new hobbies.
LANCE
He is a light sleeper, and even the smallest fly resting on his cheek could wake him up. He has never liked a routine and has always liked to improvise his day as it gets going yet being a leader of a guard now forces him to invest more effort into his routine, no matter how much he hates it or tries to stick to it. Now, his routine doesn’t change much from Valkyon’s as he is basically doing the same job.
During his free days he will do whatever he wants whenever he wants, no routines involved, or he won’t be able to rest.
06:00 AM. He groans when he hears the alarm, quite frustrated for not being able to sleep some more. He spends a few minutes staring at the ceiling and overthinking about his whole life, needing some inner courage to exit the bed. And he won’t fix his bed btw, he simply forgets about it.
06:08 AM. Exits the bed and goes to the bathroom to do his needs, brushes his teeth, zones out and sighs… damn how sleepy he is. He starts thinking about the coffee he will drink in a few minutes. He washes his face and goes back to his bedroom.
06:16 AM. Changes his clothes and ties his hair as he can, making sure it won’t bother when he goes to train the members of his guard.
06:25 AM. Goes to the pantry and drinks the darkest coffee he can. He needs to wake up completely. I believe he is more of a picky eater than his brother, so he won’t have a breakfast filled with so many vitamins and energy in general. He’d drink an orange juice and that’s it. He likes to see how the other creatures also start they routines for work at those hours.
06:47 AM. Goes back to his bedroom to do the last needs, brush his teeth and then goes straight to the garden so he can stretch his body. He won’t have any training yet, but stretching helps him to feel more awake.
07:20 AM. Checks if Mathieu fell asleep or achieved to wake up that morning.
07:24 AM. He starts working in some paperwork there is to be filled or organized.
08:00-11:00 AM. The training starts! And just as his brother used to do, he does the same, making sure everyone knows the perfect movements to win a fight and unexpected attacks.
11:06 AM. Goes to Huang Hua and asks what could he help with to get himself busy. Sometimes, he works on the forge, but he prefers it at noon so he can shower straight after it and go to sleep.
MATHIEU
Sets too many alarms and only his survival instinct wakes him up. When he was in earth, he settled the most disturbing sounds as an alarm, and he still needed his time to wake up. Sometimes he woke up and didn’t turn it off because he was too sleepy to move.
06:00 AM. Skipped.
06:10 AM. Skipped.
06:15 AM. Skipped.
06:20 AM. Skipped.
06:25 AM. He wakes up, yet his eyes are still closed and he is practically dozing off once again.
06… 06…. Wait… why isn’t the alarm sounding again? It is taking too much time. Is he probably… late!? Then his body fills with adrenaline and wakes up with almost a heart attack, checking the hour quickly as he sat up. It was 06:28 AM. And he is considering whatever to cry, whine against the pillow or accept that he is an adult and get going.
06:34 AM. After zoning out as he wonders what to do, he is already walking lazily towards the bathroom. He simply does his needs, washes his hands and gets on his clothes for the day. He quickly brushes his hair with his hand and that’s enough (that’s why his hair is messy most of the time).
06:42 AM. Time for breakfast! He is like a little kid who gets excited to have a bowl with milk and cereals for breakfast.
06:55 AM. He is done with breakfast and starts talking to Lance or any other creature he finds around to start activating his barely-working neuron this early in the morning.
07:10 AM. He goes back to his room, brushes his teeth and goes straight to ask Huang Chu what he should do during that day. He is like an obedient puppy and will immediately start working with whatever he got ordered with. Of course, he will whine about any difficult task he doesn’t feel like… but work is work.
07:30–11:00 AM. He simply spends the whole morning working actually! He wants to give a good view of himself and show how determined he is to place effort in a world he doesn’t belong to. Mathieu takes small breaks to hydrate himself and go to bathroom, but he is mainly focused in walking around and solving creatures’ issues! Whatever comes out, he is more than willing to solve it.
On free days… forget about him waking up from free will. He adores his bed, and adores the warmth of the covers, how the pillow adapts to the shape of his head and how cozy all of it is! Getting out from bed is like a torture for him, and avoiding it is just like a reward for him. Mathieu loves to rest as much as he can on free days.
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: Long scenarios, individual character x reader, fluff, slightly tiny little bit suggestive on leiftan’s part??, sfw and fluff in general :)
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EZAREL – First snow
The elf had spent several days on a mission, which would result in a nice nap in your room. Because, yes, when Ezarel is tired your bed is much more appetizing than his. While you read to keep yourself awake, Ezarel cuddled one of the many pillows on your bed. You could hear his breathing steady and calm, finally resting after the exhaustion away from you. Time had passed quickly, both for you and for him, and the sun had hid in the horizon. The room was getting darker and darker and for the sake of your eyes you had to turn on the lamp in the bedside table. You closed the book and set it aside, curling up under the comforter next to Ezarel. You felt sorry for him, and how his face had troubling dark circles under his eyes. Taking enough courage to face the cold winter atmosphere, you left the bed and your room, heading to the kitchen. You wanted to spoil Ezarel when he woke up from his not-so-little nap, and that concluded in giving him hot chocolate with marshmallows. You had a hard time convincing Karuto, but he allowed you the luxury of taking two cups since it was, after all, that time of the year in Eldarya.
Once you returned to the room, the aroma of chocolate was enough to rouse Ezarel from his precious sleep. You heard a grunt coming from the elf, who was hiding his head under the pillow he was hugging, as a sign of his awakening. “Oh, I thought you were dead,” you said jokingly, moving towards him. He pushed the pillow away from his arms and rubbed his face wearily, trying to look as awake as possible. “Are you okay?”
With a sigh he uncovered his face and turned his gaze to you, still coming out of his trance. Slowly he nodded. You could see that his hair was quite messy, which was adorable. “The temperatures have dropped...” his voice was hoarse from exhaustion. “What have you brought? It smells too good” He asked as he continued to lie down. He didn't seem to have much desire to get up. Seeing Ezarel so comfortable filled your heart with warmth. You walked over and finally sat down on the edge of the bed, showing him the cups. That was enough to make him sit up.
“I brought a gift,” you mused with a soft smile. The elf redid his ponytail and hugged you by the shoulders, causing you to almost throw the chocolate onto the bed.
“Ooooh, thank you so much!” He said to you in a firmer, more awake voice. To help you settle in, he made a space in the bed for you, holding his own mug in his lap. You settled in next to him and both of you began to consume the sweet contents of the cup. “That's amazing, thanks for the thoughtfulness, hun.”
The sweet and savory combination of hot chocolate and marshmallows invaded your mouth, you wanted to melt from how good something hot felt with the temperature so low that day. “Yes it's true that it's quite cold today...” You muttered, covering your lap with the blanket. You got a playful look back from him. And without having time enough to think about what he was up to, you felt something icy on your leg. His foot. With a jump you jumped up, letting out a small squeak, “Ezarel!” Your reaction was all he needed to burst out laughing. “My God, nasty!” you felt a shiver, not only from the cold, but from the fact that a foot had touched your leg.
“Just know that my foot is clean,” he said with a chuckle, watching your body go numb with disgust. “I think if you pull the blind down it will be less cold,” his suggestion didn’t sound that bad. With your free hand, you pulled aside the curtain to lower the blind. But you saw how the streetlights allowed you to see the faint fall of a few white flakes. The ground still retained its orange autumn color, hinting that it was just beginning to snow.
“Ezarel, it's snowing!” You exclaimed instantly, causing some interest in the elf. Somewhat lazily he threw off the blanket and walked to your back, looking out the window.
“Oh, that explains why it was so cold today.” He murmurs and you notice how his hand rests on your waist. His smile widened with affection as you watched the snow fall steadily. “How cute.” He whispered to himself. As the snow continued to fall, slowly accumulating on the ground, you were able to feel his lips press carefully to your head. Ezarel settled small kisses on your head as you continued to admire the snow. “I hope you're not thinking of going outside. You'll get sick.”
“But you have to enjoy life a little, Ez...” You glanced in his direction and watched how he frowned slightly.
“If you couldn't stand my freezing foot, you'll be less able to stand the temperature outside.” He genuinely mocked you, giving your hip a little squeeze. “Let's go back to bed, come on.”
As much as you wanted to complain about the elf's decision, you knew the most logical and cozy option was to snuggle up next to your boyfriend as you watched the snow fall. Both empty mugs rested on the nightstand, your back resting against his chest while the blanket shielded you from the surrounding coldness. It was certainly peaceful, and the open call of winter. Ezarel's slow, rhythmic breathing against the back of your neck lulled you into sleep. You knew that when you awoke you would find the Eldaryan streets covered in snow.
NEVRA – Under the mistletoe
It was lovely how all Eldaryans had cooperated to decorate the streets with Christmas decorations. Even the headquarters had been decorated and in the center of the hall of doors there was a big Christmas tree. But still you had not had enough time to admire all the decorations. The work had you stifled, the reports kept coming in, and you questioned whether the work would ever be finished even at this time of year. You wanted to spend it like in your childhood, without school, in bed resting and having fun with your family and friends. Instead, you were there, working in the library without a break. What it was like being an adult now... A soft grunt escaped your tired lips. You were sure that chair was shaped like your butt at this point from the time you had spent sitting there. You stretched your limbs, causing your foot to push the table a little and, as a result, a pen fell to the floor. “Shit...”
“Didn't they tell you to keep quiet in the library?” You heard a whisper from behind you. You looked up to meet Nevra, who was holding a small smile on his face, showing some sympathy for you. His hand rested on the back of the chair. “You look like you need a break.”
“Of course I do...” You sighed, picking up the pen from the floor and looking at the papers you had left to review. Nevra sighed with you, not too convinced to leave you there, exploiting yourself with work.
“Put this down, darling,” he grabbed your hand, using his other hand to set the pen down on the table, ”come on, let's unwind.” The icy touch of his skin contrasted the gentleness with which he held your hand. With a tug he lifted you out of the chair.
“Nevra, I must finish this...” You groaned, though you didn't have enough strength to stop your feet, guided by him. You walked out of the library, unrestricted by noise.
“Let Kero handle it, he's been spoiling the kids all day.” Nevra chuckled, looking over his shoulder at you. “Have you seen the Christmas decorations?”
“Yes, from afar” you replied, meeting the peak of the large Christmas tree. You descended the stairs and could see that the tree was indeed huge. There were some children with their mothers looking up at the lights with excitement. It was cute. “It's bigger than I expected...”
“I assure you it was bigger.” Nevra's fingers interlocked with yours. “You'll see, in a few days this area will be full of gifts,” he told you with a certain cheerful tone as he pointed to the free space between the ground and the last leaves of the tree. As he spoke he was drawing you towards him, circling the tree slowly, ”there will also be for you. Christmas was not celebrated in my village. The first year here it was mind-blowing, there was a bigger tree, and Karenn got lots of presents.”
“And you?” you asked, looking up at him. Nevra looked thoughtful, chuckling softly and shaking his head. His footsteps stopped in front of the Pantry, his eyes focusing on yours.
“I received gifts, yes - all from my fans.... I didn't like them very much though.” He mumbled, looking up at the ceiling with a weary sigh. “But I know this year my gifts are going to be better. Even if they're not in great quantity, they're going to be of the best quality.” The assurance in his words made you laugh.
“You're too confident.” You said jokingly, poking his arm lightly. With a soft playful groan he looked back at you, then looked away again.
“To not be, sweetheart, since it seems my beauty has caught your eye,” he giggled even more, nuzzling your chin delicately and making you look up. Oh, the mistletoe... “You hadn't even noticed, huh?”
“You did it on purpose...” You noticed a certain warmth in your cheeks, looking up at Nevra again. You were both just below. His hand slid down to cradle your cheek, using his thumb to gently caress it.
“No, no way.” With some sarcasm he replied to you, taking a few short steps to close the distance between you. “You're going to be my best Christmas present,” he whispered, not even taking a few seconds to consider if he should. What was clearest to Nevra when he was with you was that he wanted to kiss you. His lips soon found yours, waiting for your response before making them dance together. It wasn't a kiss with any other intentions beyond proving that his words were honest. The love he was conveying through his gentle kiss wanted to make you melt. His other hand held your hip to keep you steady on your feet.
The moment was so beautiful that you had forgotten the world around you. Nevra's essence was magical and enchanting, it made you feel unique in the world, like no one else existed.
“Fuck, not again!” You heard a growl next to you. Karuto was sick of couples kissing at the door of the Pantry, and God, you were interrupting the passage! It was normal for him to get angry. However, his reaction got a chuckle out of both of you.
“Well, that didn't work out too well...” Nevra mumbled, looking at you with a playful grin, “I hope my gift isn't over.”
VALKYON – Christmas lights
Your boyfriend had been so busy putting up the streetlights that you had barely been able to see him. You knew that going to see the lights with him would be a problem since he might have hated them by the end of the week from seeing them so much. You were surprised that Eldarya also had a Christmas market, but you were looking forward to going! You decided to shower and get ready for when Valkyon returned from the forge. Maybe insisting once with going would be enough, maybe a few kisses could pay for the tiredness of the last weeks preparing the Christmas decorations. This little dragon has a soft heart for you, so it wouldn't be a matter of minutes before he agreed to go with you. Just to spoil you and see you happy.
You heard the door open, showing Valkyon entering along with a yawn. He was used to finding you in his room when he returned, in fact, he openly lent you a copy of his room keys. “Welcome back!” you said enthusiastically, receiving a kind and warm smile.
Evidently he noticed that you were dressed better than usual. He crawled on the bed until he reached you and kissed your shoulder ever so gently. “You look beautiful,” he whispered, you could smell a certain aroma of metal, fire, wood and light sweat from him, ”what's the occasion?”
“I wanted to go see the Christmas lights,” the softness in your voice showed your hesitation for his answer. Valkyon was silent for a few seconds, looking at you as he nodded his head, waiting for you to continue. “Would you like to come with me?”
“Sure,” his response was instantaneous, and you were relieved to know he was willing to go. “Shall we go now?” What you liked most about Valkyon was how direct he was when he had something on his mind. He didn't even care that he wasn't dressed up enough, he just wished he could go with you. You stood up and waited for Valkyon to get warm. Together you left the headquarters behind. You noticed the change from the inside of the building to the outside, as the night allowed the Christmas lights to shine. The market stalls were also reflecting lights that coordinated each other's colors. Some stalls were red and some green, some red and some white... It made a cheerful vibe, as well as creatures playing instruments in the sweetest and most talented way possible. The lights that hung from lamppost to lamppost had different shapes, but also accompanied the familiarity of the time.
“Wow, you guys did an amazing job,” you expressed, the hanging lights showing some typical gingerbread cookie figures, then creatures with presents, then Christmas balls, snowflakes.... You could see what a great job they had done the last few weeks.
“I'm glad you like it,” Valkyon added with a genuinely pleased expression. You walked through the streets, admiring the details the markets had to offer. From books to handmade pendants, from handmade bags to instant food stalls. “If there's something you like, let me know.”
“No, it's not necessary. I just want to see the lights.” You let him know until you finally reached a bench in a more secluded spot that would allow you to see the visual wonder that was Eldarya during Christmas. You took his warm hands to make him sit with you. “The lights look beautiful. But I think you're the prettiest light here.”
Your heart flipped a little at the cheesy words you said, but it seemed to embarrass Valkyon at how pretty they had been. “I beg to differ, you are the light of my life. I have done nothing. You have improved the lives of many people here.”
“Hush, hush. We are both each other's lights,” you laughed at how he frowned in embarrassment. His heart was beating faster than normal.
“Sounds good to me...” he calmed his posture and merely smiled, ”but just know that you look even better than those lights.” He pointed down the populated street, making you laugh at his insistence. As an affectionate gesture you leaned your head on his shoulder, looking at the Christmas stalls. Valkyon also rested his head over yours, sighing calmly.
“I love you,” you hear him whisper. The instruments played by creatures made the atmosphere more romantic between you. Valkyon always had the most direct way to make you feel loved.
“What did you say?” you teased, earning his neutral stare.
“That I love you. I love you very much.” He affectionately held both of your hands.
“Me too, very very much.”
LEIFTAN – Christmas baking
Leiftan has always been a person who prefers to stay in the background. He prefers to listen rather than talk, he prefers to see rather than do. He thought it was adorable to watch you bake, and he was sure that if he joined in, he would destroy the vibes. But this time you hadn't allowed him to watch and had dragged him into the kitchen to make some Christmas cookies. Before he could complain, you both had your hands full of flour as you kneaded the dough into shape.
“I don't know why you don't do this more often,” you began in an attempt to break the silence, distracting him from the tree shape he was making.
“What? Baking? I don't think I'm very good at it,” he muttered with an uncomfortable smile. You frowned slightly, seeing your partner's insecurity for most things that required some dexterity.
“Well, you're wrong. You're making some very pretty shapes.” You replied as you pointed to the cookies on the counter that he had made. It was very satisfying to see the shapes of little angels, bells and snowflakes. A small, shy, chuckle escaped his lips, shaking his head. “You'll see that when you taste the cookies you'll melt from how well you've done.”
“Really, love...” he continued to laugh as he finished his tree cookie and placed it on the tray next to the others. “Whenever you want, we can put them inside the oven.” He said to you as he washed his hands of the flour. You finished your little snowman cookie and placed it on your tray, then looked at him and nodded your head. Between the two of you, you placed the trays in the oven, and now it was your turn to wait until they were golden brown. In the meantime, Leiftan was in charge of melting chocolate to decorate the cookies later.
He was quite a focused person. Only your playful side would bring him out of that shy side to do crazy things. With the spray can of whipping cream you decided to approach him, “Leif? Open your mouth for a second...” the smile on your face went unnoticed, because the blind trust he had in you was.... well, blind. He opened his lips slightly, and it was enough for you to fill the small space with a mound of whipped cream. He opened his eyes widely and swallowed instinctively, starting to cough from shock.
“Love!” He exclaimed between coughs, making you laugh even harder. But poor guy, he was red and all from embarrassment. It took him a few seconds to pull himself together, looking at you with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement. “That's playing dirty...” he muttered and with his thumb he smeared the tip of your nose with chocolate. You made a small gesture of displeasure in jest, reaching for the chocolate with your tongue, which made him laugh. “Ah no, not that,” his thumb sealed your lips so you couldn’t use anything to clean yourself. In a quick gesture you tried to attack him with the whipped cream again, smearing part of his cheek and nose. You stuck out your tongue to tease him, licking his thumb. With a shudder he pulled away.
The kitchen was invaded by your genuine laughter. Moments like that with Leiftan were totally adorable and full of affection.
“You're dirty,” you said as a matter of fact, teasing him and totally ignoring that his hands had left traces of chocolate on your face.
“So are you,” he said in the same tone, taking your jaw carefully and reaching up to wipe the chocolate off your cheeks with little kisses and innocent bites. It made you shiver in a ticklish way.
“Are you trying to eat me?” you teased him, knowing he would be completely embarrassed. But nevertheless he answered you with a little hum, kissing the tip of your nose and finally your lips.
“Maybe,” he answered you with a gentle whisper. This man was going to kill you at any moment. “You'd have to be just as gentle and clean me up.” You couldn't help but get butterflies when he talked to you that way. He still had a trace of cream on his cheek, and there was a long wait until the cookies were ready. You smirked subtly.
“It's my turn to try to eat you then.”
LANCE – Secret santa!
You and Mathieu had decided to revive the Christmas spirit and celebrate a secret Santa the year you came back from the crystal, and it was the best choice ever! It became a tradition to do it every year. This year wasn’t the exception. Many agreed to participate, and you had had a month to get inspired and buy gifts. You were Eweleïn’s Secret Santa and with your budget and all the hints you had obtained from her, you decided to buy her some white earmuffs and a brown scarf. You all gathered at break time in a circle, and all the gifts had been placed in the center with the names of those for whom the gift was intended. The only thing that worried you was that Lance had been too quiet for the last month, and you planned to talk to him if that didn't change during this meeting. However, you could see the anxious and excited faces of some of your mates, even you had a certain adrenaline rush to know Eweleïn's reaction to your gift.
When she held it in her hands you tried to keep your expression as neutral as possible, and a sense of relief came over you when you saw the elf react positively. She realized that it was you who had given her a certain gift because she was giving different hints for her gift to different people.
You were anxious to know what it was that had been given to you and who had given it to you. You watched as Mathieu received gloves from a random girl, as Lance received a coat from Nevra. It was all very friendly, and you were delighted to see that Lance was more cheerful than usual around so many people.
You finally had the gift in your hands. You could tell from the shape that it was a box. You were very impatient to know its contents so you quickly got rid of the paper and, evidently, there was a box. When you opened it you found a box of chocolates, a soft and warm blanket, a book... and another small box? You decided to open the small box only to find a ring and a note that read
“would you like to marry me?”
Your jaw dropped, realizing immediately that it had been your partner, Lance, who had been your Secret Santa that year. “What? Really?” you whispered in shock. Suddenly the whole circle fell silent, spectating your response. Lance was the one who had been the most anxious during the stay. He nodded his head slowly. “My God...” Still in awe you pulled the ring out of the box, looking at it with a big smile and a twinkle in your eyes from the illusion.
“Are you going to say yes or do we need more time for you to say yes?” Karenn asked, snapping you out of your trance.
“Of course I am going to say yes. Of course I want to marry you, Lance!” You exclaimed excitedly and the immediate response from the others was to clap enthusiastically. Lance didn't think twice to get up from his seat and embrace you, lifting you a little off the ground.
“Thank you so much… Thank you so damn much..” He whispered over and over again. He gently set you down on the floor and then knelt down, taking the ring from your hands. “May I?” You immediately nodded with excitement, giving him your hand so he could place the ring on your wedding ring finger.
Once again, the applause began, though Lance ignored it and focused on planting a firm, contented kiss on your lips as a thank you for making that decision.
“Then the next thing we can do is start planning your wedding!” Mathieu exclaimed enthusiastically.
And without a doubt, saying yes was the best decision you could have ever made.
MATHIEU – Making snowmen together!
It had been very spontaneous of you and Mathieu to go out that night to play in the snow. But what could you do? Your boyfriend was like a restless child from time to time and sometimes dragged you into his bad ideas. Your feet sank into the snow with every step you took, which slowed down your running to escape the snowballs raining down on you from Mathieu. Each one of them hit your back, not hard but not gently either. You laughed, trying to counter him with your own balls, but missing half of them.
“You're really bad at this!” Mathieu said with a chuckle, hiding behind a bench.
“Don't hide coward!” You exclaimed as you grabbed a large amount of snow and ran towards him. You heard him let out a rather high-pitched scream as he started to run away from you, but you were quick to drop all that snow on him, making him fall. “Now who's the bad one at this?”
“Okay, I give up...” He said with a chuckle, glancing in your direction as he shook the snow off his coat. It has been like half an hour since you both started that snowball war. “Let me rest...” He muttered dramatically as he lay there in the snow, closing his eyes and sticking out his tongue as if he were dead.
“Have you ever thought about doing theater? Because you'd be bad at it.” You jokingly commented to him, placing both feet on either side of his torso. He frowned a little.
“That's envy, I'd be very good at it.” And with a quick movement he grabbed both your ankles, pulling you to fall on top of him. You grunted a little, your hands on either side of his head for balance. With his playful smile he gave you a kiss on the cheek. “Do you want to try to make a snowman?” he proposed, caressing your waist affectionately.
“That's not a bad idea,” you nodded, standing up even though you had started to settle into that position. You gave him your hand so he could get up, shaking the snow off his coat again. You both began to roll the snow, bundling it together and focusing on making balls satisfactorily large enough for your snowman. The first attempt came out a little... small. He named it Max, your son. You used stones to decorate his head. The mismatch between many of the attempts was honestly hilarious. But Mathieu wanted to make a snowman that would last all winter, if possible.
“Honey, let's make one like the… animal crossing one, you know?,” he told you with a proud smile, ”so that even they will be proud of how well we made them.” Mathieu continued rolling up a ball too big for your liking.
“Ah, right... you know it is not going to come to life, right?” you teased him, adjusting the snow to form a medium-sized ball, which could fit the one Mat was making.
“We're in Eldarya, anything is possible,” and he was absolutely right. But when you put the two balls together, nothing happened. However, it was satisfying to see how well it was coming together. “Only the head is missing. I stole a carrot from Karuto for the nose.”
His happiness reminded you of that of a small child, and it was contagious.
“Is that so? Nice, one more reason for him to hate us,” your comment made him laugh as he helped you to form a smaller ball for the head. “I'm going to take care of getting sticks for his arms,” you let him know. Mathieu nodded, taking charge of forming the face to your snowman. You walked away a bit to get some wooden sticks large enough to fit the medium-sized ball. Mathieu was so focused that he was frowning.
“This is the perfect creation,” he whispered, sticking the carrot in the center of the face and putting a hat on its head. He didn't forget about the scarf detail either, even if it sacrificed his neck to the chilly atmosphere. You applauded him, honestly impressed by how well it had turned out for you. But it hadn't come to life.
“Good job, baby! What are you going to name this one?” You looked at him with amusement. Mathieu was taking the job seriously.
“Eh... When it comes to life, it'll decide that for itself.” His pride was evident to hide his lack of imagination at that moment. You hummed, thinking for a moment.
“Let's call him Valky, I think it suits him perfectly.” You commented, adjusting the hat so it wouldn't fall off. Mathieu's smile softened, agreeing with you. Even if he hadn't met Valkyon, he knew the importance he had in Eldarya.
“I'm sure he would have loved to see this.” He laughed, wiping the snow off your own coat. “Do you feel like going to dinner? All this exercise has left me hungry,” proposed the young man with a sweet expression. Your guts were roaring with hunger, too. You couldn't say no to him.
The next day Mathieu got sick from lending Valky the scarf.
✰; remember to reblog and like to support my content, I hope you enjoyed it! Merry Christmas and happy new year everyone!
Hola!. Soy muy fan de tu blog, es dificil encontrar contenido de eldarya que aun siga publicando ;).
¿Podrias hacer headcanons de los chicos de eldarya en la primera cita y que tipo de cosas les gustan hacer a estos en esos momentos?. Gracias!
ELDARYA; primera cita
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𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: fluff, sfw, primera cita y confession (en algunos casos)
↝ 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: ¡Buenas! Buah, volví por el simple hecho de que echaba de menos escribir acerca de Eldarya, así que cualquier cosa me puedes solicitar algún pedido cuando tenga las reqs abiertas :). No he sabido hacerlo en formato de headcanons así que he hecho un poco hc y un poco scenario, un poquito raro pero nose. ¡Disfruta!
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EZAREL
Un caos.
Ezarel nunca ha tenido una cita con nadie puesto a que no llegó a sentir la necesidad de tenerlas anteriormente a ti. Tuvo aquella relación con Eweleïn, sí… pero no dejó de ser una relación de encuentros puntuales en la cama y nada más allá que una amistad. Por consecuencia, Ezarel nunca pensó en las maneras que podría llevar a alguien de cita.
Fue la mismísima Eweleïn quien le dio la idea de llevarte a una cita más seria para ir directo al tema (declararse), la idea de una cita romántica. La cosa es que Ezarel tampoco sabía cómo declararse, así que siguió las pautas de Eweleïn para planificar la cita… pero decidió que la declaración tendría un gran toque de su esencia. Iba a hacerlo de manera impulsiva, según la cita se daba.
Ya te resultó extraño que Ezarel te invitara a cenar una noche, ya que él siempre bromeaba con que tu tendrías que invitarle a cenar a él. Pero ahí estaba, dispuesto a gastar de más solo por ti.
El día anterior a la ‘cita’ no pudo conciliar el sueño. El pensamiento de tener que abrirse a ti al día siguiente lo mantenía inquieto. Ni siquiera tú sabías que era una cita.
Pero llegó el día y él, por primera vez en mucho tiempo, fue el primero en llegar al lugar acordado para luego ir hacia el restaurante. Raro, ¿no?
En cuanto el silencio incómodo se formó entre vosotros dos, podías sentir como el tiempo avanzaba incluso más lento de lo normal. Estabais esperando a que el camarero os trajera las bebidas y ni siquiera habías escuchado a Ezarel formar una frase bien estructurada que no fuera “un agua” para hacer su pedido. Le mirabas fijamente y veías que tenía la barbilla apoyada sobre su mano, mirando a través de la ventana como si simulara estar pensando. Pero la verdad es que su cabeza no era capaz de formular un pensamiento coherente debido a la adrenalina en su estómago. Podrías apreciar un leve ceño fruncido y un rubor bastante extenso en sus mejillas, incluso la punta de sus afiladas orejas estaban rojas.
–Ez… –Tu voz irrumpió aquel tenso silencio, cosa que paralizó a Ezarel; aunque tu no dejabas de pensar que te estaba ignorando–. ¡Ezarel!
Con un pequeño salto plantó su atención en ti. Sus pupilas estaban bastante dilatadas y parecía un poco sorprendido por la manera en la que alzaste la voz, musitando; – ¿Qué?
–Hombre, por fin hablas. ¿Me vas a decir qué te pasa? Llevamos veinte minutos juntos y ni siquiera me has mirado–. Tu frustración fue delatada por tus palabras, haciendo que Ezarel respondiera con un tembloroso suspiro, como si hubiera estado conteniendo la respiración por mucho tiempo. Apartó su mirada nuevamente, mirando la mesa que os separaba y buscando una respuesta en su nublada mente. Había un gran dilema en su mente, si decirtelo ya o esperarse a cuando estuvierais fuera del restaurante. ¿Sería muy lanzado besarte ya? ¿Tendría que mirarte fijamente?
Tomando una gran bocanada de aire, finalmente decidió actuar. Sin importar que su mano estuviera algo sudada de los nervios, agarró la tuya. Podías notar la calidez de su tacto y un leve temblor en su mano. Inconscientemente formó un agarre firme, aunque no era su intención en lo más mínimo. Conociendo a Ezarel, te sorprendió que iniciara ese contacto tan espontáneo contigo; pero fue algo que aceleró los latidos de tu corazón.
–Perdón, no sabía que había pasado tanto tiempo. A ver… es difícil… –Se murmuró así mismo. Intentaba mentalizarse de que si se sacaba este sentimiento de encima, la ansiedad se le pasaría, aunque la posibilidad de tu rechazo era algo que lo echaba hacia atrás. Sabía que al ser rechazado las cosas serían incómodas entre vosotros. Pero la vida es solo una–. Me encantas. Me pareces absolutamente fascinante y te quiero, te quiero en mi vida y no simplemente como una amistad.
Lo último que te esperabas en tu vida era ver a Ezarel tomando la iniciativa para declararse. Aunque tu corazón fuera tan rápido que lo sentías en tu garganta, no podías evitar pensar lo adorable que era verlo tan nervioso y serio acerca de un tema como este. Una sonrisa apareció en tu cara, en un principio era tímida pero comenzó a extenderse poco a poco hasta que soltaste una abierta y cálida carcajada, causando confusión y vergüenza al pobre elfo.
–¿Has estado tanto tiempo callado pensando en decir eso? –Le hiciste burla sin malicia, provocando que ese rubor se intensificara.
–Vale, no te voy a hablar nunca más…
–¡Es broma! Yo también te quiero, y afortunadamente no como un amigo.
Después de esto le contaste lo sucedido a Nevra y se pasó un par de semanas molestando a Ezarel con su terrible confesión. Y cada vez que se acuerde, también.
Realmente Ezarel se quedó muy satisfecho con su acto. Es genuinamente lo más bonito que ha hecho por alguien jamás. Y sí, él pagó la cena. Aunque iba a marcarse un sinpa.
Cuando era el momento de despedirse de ti, no se contuvo. Acurrucó tus mejillas para poder darte un pequeño beso en la frente. Ya fue cosa tuya si dejarlo en un simple beso en la frente o darle vuestro primer beso :^.
NEVRA
Después de años con rollos de solo una noche, conocerte a ti hizo que se cansara de estar metido en todo ese lío. Mientras mantenía una amistad contigo, también mantuvo contacto con esas chicas a las que solo llevaba a la cama por ciertos temas y luego chao pescao. Pero dejaba de resultar algo placentero contra más cercano se hacía a ti.
Se sentía mal cuando tu aparecías en su cabeza cuando él estaba en mitad del acto, tanto por ti, por él y por la chavala. Esos encuentros cesaron por completo y se enfocó en ti. Tenías algo que hacía que su atracción por otra gente fuera nula. En su cabeza solo estabas tú y no de manera sexual.
Antes de ir a una cita propiamente dicha, ya hubo cierto ligoteo entre vosotros.
Cuando te pidió la cita, no fue sutil con ello; fue directo al tema y te preguntó si te gustaría tener una cita con él, si es que no te molestaba.
Cómo decirle que no a este hombre.
El vampiro esperaba aquella cálida mañana en la zona del cerezo centenario, su cabeza recurriendo a pensamientos donde se planteaba el riesgo de tu ausencia a la cita. Sabía la fama que tenía de mujeriego, y temía que pensaras que hacía esto para jugar contigo. En un principio habría sido probable que hubiera tenido contacto contigo por el mero hecho de tener sexo, pero no era así. Una marca rojiza apareció en sus dedos debido al firme agarre con el que sujetaba una pequeña bolsa de papel, donde miraba fijamente. Cuando llegaste, te hizo gracia ver que estaba tan desconectado de la realidad que ni sus agudos sentidos vampíricos detectaron tu presencia.
–¿Nevra? –Intentaste llamar su atención, e inmediatamente lo conseguiste. Sus ojos recorrieron tu silueta, una sonrisa apareciendo en su rostro al ver que verdaderamente te habías preparado para esa cita junto a él.
–Ah… te ves increíble… –Murmuró, cogiendo tu mano con delicadeza y guiándola a sus gélidos labios para asentar un pequeño beso–. Gracias por venir.
–¿Por qué no iba a hacerlo? Es un detalle bonito que me invites a una cita –Te sentías feliz de saber que te había escogido a ti sobre otras personas.
–Bueno… cuando veo algo muy bonito, no puedo evitar quererlo todo para mí. Lo mismo con las personas, sobre todo a ti. Te quiero para mi–. Te sorprendió lo directo que fue con sus palabras, y es que Nevra es honesto con estas cosas, no es algo que le dé vergüenza. Se le hacía raro sentir este afecto, pero le gustaba lo genuino, lo inocente y lo sencillo que era. Era natural.
Algo que te encantaba de Nevra era la facilidad que tenía para expresar lo que pensaba, para hacerte reír y generar una atracción hacia su carisma que simplemente complementaba con su belleza natural. El tiempo con él se te pasaba volando, y la conversación surgía con tanta sencillez que cada vez sentías más comodidad. Y lo mismo le ocurría a él. Era una cita tranquila, sentados en aquel pequeño banco de la plaza donde tan solo los pájaros os hacían compañía mientras estos cantaban entre ellos. Sus ojos no se apartaban de ti, toda su atención era hecha para ti y no había nada que pudiera distraerlo en aquel momento. Sentías que alguien te escuchaba con su presencia, y realmente lo hacía ya que estaba muy interesado en ti. La cercanía te permitía oler la colonia tan agradable que Nevra se había echado para la ocasión, y realmente no se cortaba ni un pelo en estar cerca de ti. Mientras estabais sentados en aquel banco, su brazo estaba justo alrededor de tus hombros. Contra más cómodo estaba, más cerca estaba, hasta que tu cabeza descansaba en su hombro. Entonces se formó el silencio.
–Esta es la parte en la que te beso, ¿no?
Durante la cita se muestra atento y juguetón, aunque llegando a hacer preguntas significativas para tener conocimiento de tus gustos románticos. Combina muy bien el tonteo para avergonzarte con preguntas casuales pero profundas.
Por más que sea directo con su atracción hacia ti, tomaría las cosas ‘lentamente’ porque tampoco quiere que sea una decisión apurada para ti. Así que la primera cita llevaría a una secuencia de dos o tres citas hasta que finalmente tomó el pasó de declararse. No puede resistir las ganas de besarte cada vez que te ve (lo quiere muchomuchomucho).
Cuando te acompañó hasta el punto de despedida, no se fue sin antes entregarte la bolsa que había traído a la cita. Se trataba de una pequeña caja que contenía un collar, la cadena dorada sujetando un pequeño rubí en su extremo. Era un collar elegante y bonito a la misma vez.
El día que se declaró a ti te explicó que decidió regalarte aquel collar ya que la joya estaría cerca de tu corazón, que era justo lo que él quería conquistar (y lo logró).
Tal y como se estaba despidiendo preguntó “entonces… ¿para cuándo una próxima cita?”.
VALKYON
Años de amistad junto a Valkyon pasaron hasta llegar a tener una cita. Por más que la atracción fuera física, Valkyon necesita una conexión emocional más profunda para llegar a sentir interés por alguien. Y se le había pasado por la cabeza el preguntarte si te gustaría ser su amigo/a con derechos.
Pero sabía con certeza que una noche contigo no le llenaría física y mentalmente. A ti no te quería por mera satisfacción física.
Un día, mientras él forjaba una de las tantas armas que tenía pendientes, te preguntó si aquella misma noche te apetecía ir con él al bosque. No hay nada más relajante que caminar por el bosque bajo el estrellado cielo nocturno.
Era una costumbre ir a pasear con Valkyon por el bosque y hablar de aquello que os perturbaba, o incluso de los cotilleos del cuartel. Con estas conversaciones habías conseguido quitarte muchos pesos de encima e irte a dormir con calma. Vuestros pasos generaban un agradable sonido entre la tierra y las hojas crujientes bajo los pies, la brisa nocturna siendo tan ligera que acariciaba vuestra piel con una suavidad tranquilizadora.
–Siento que cuando estoy contigo puedo bajar la guardia completamente. –Valkyon continuó la conversación, resultando en una sonrisa satisfactoria por tu parte–. Eres la primera y única persona que me hace sentir tan… cómodo en mucho tiempo.
–Me halagas. –Tus palabras sonaban agradecidas, cierto orgullo despertó hacia tu propio ser por conseguir que Valkyon pudiera sentirse de dicha forma contigo–. Puedo decir lo mismo, haces que todos los problemas desaparezcan.
–Eres muy fuerte. –Dijo con cierta admiración, su mano aterrizando en tu espalda mientras seguíais caminando, dejando atrás los árboles y vislumbrando la cima, que os dejaba una gran visión al nocturno cielo estrellado–. Espero que nunca dejes de luchar por tus sueños, no desperdicies tus talentos.
–Gracias. –Susurraste esta vez, mirando hacia el cielo. No había ni rastro de ansiedad en ti, al menos ahora. Y mientras admirabas los pequeños astros brillantes, sentiste un pequeño toque en tu cabeza. No te tocó con sus dedos, sino con sus labios. La calidez de saber que se había tratado de un pequeño beso hizo que la sangre se subiera a tu cabeza de la vergüenza–. ¿Y eso…? ¿Otro halago? –Una pequeña y profunda risa escapó de sus labios ante tu tímida pregunta.
–Si saber que estoy enamorado de ti te halaga también, pues sí, definitivamente te estoy halagando. –Tu sangre se congeló al escuchar esto, mirando hacia él para ver si había algún rastro de ser una broma o estaba siendo honesto. Su cara era neutra, pero sus ojos expresaban sin duda la honestidad de sus palabras.
–¿Me estás diciendo que estás enamorado de mi?
–¿Acaso te sorprende?
Pues sí, era sorprendente ver a alguien como Valkyon tan coladito por alguien. Pero como era difícil percibir sus sentimientos, no te habías dado cuenta hasta el momento.
Realmente eras la única persona a la cual Valkyon trataba con tanta cercanía, paciencia y afecto. Difícilmente miente, y no tendría motivo alguno para mentir respecto a un tema tan delicado como los sentimientos.
LEIFTAN
Este cielito de criatura es definitivamente quien mejor organiza las citas. Ya llevaba tiempo teniendo la idea de llevarte a una cita, pero quería que fuera una sorpresa para ti.
Con antelación te preguntó si aquel mismo viernes tenías algo que hacer, puesto a que quería reservar una parte de tu día con él.
Y procuró que aquel día todas las cosas estuvieran preparadas para cuando tu llegaras. Quedó contigo en la entrada del bosque, y te guió de la mano hasta llegar a un extenso lago. Justo al lado de este pudiste admirar lo que parecía ser una manta beige en el suelo, la cual contenía un par de pequeñas y cómodas almohadas y una cesta.
–Esto es increíble, Leiftan. –Expresaste con sorpresa e ilusión, acercándote a la manta para admirar lo bien preparado que estaba. Las almohadas colocadas de manera que el sentarse ahí fuera cómodo. La cesta contenía frutas, algunos dulces y bebidas; era media tarde así que tampoco era una comida muy pesada. Además, había varios lienzos bien colocados junto a pinceles. Como siempre, Leiftan haciendo todo muy bonito.
–¿Te gusta? –Su suave y melódica voz sonó a tus espaldas, mientras miraba por encima de tu hombro al propio picnic que él había preparado. Tomaste asiento al lado izquierdo, mirando la cesta y luego el lago; era un lugar precioso y sereno.
–Me encanta. –Respondiste con simpleza, pero sin esconder tu emoción. Leiftan se sentó al otro lado y miró alrededor al igual que tu.
A medida que comenzaba a pasar el tiempo, hablabais mientras picoteabais de la fruta y algunos dulces que Leiftan preparó en la cesta. Si eres una persona que se divierte creando arte, los lienzos serían utilizados para dibujaros el uno al otro o el propio paisaje. Pero sin duda el paisaje más bonito para él eras tú. Tras hacer un precioso retrato de ti, te lo regaló.
Tu cabeza llevaba varios minutos descansando en su regazo, recibiendo las caricias de sus dedos por tu cuero cabelludo mientras hablabais de cualquier cosa que se os viniera a la cabeza. El sonido del agua del lago moviéndose hacía la situación más íntima y bonita entre vosotros.
–Leiftan, ¿por qué has decidido hacer este picnic? –Preguntaste tan repentinamente que Leiftan se atragantó en el zumo de naranja que estaba bebiendo. Tenía las mejillas algo rojizas por el rubor que adquirió por timidez.
–Bueno… me apetecía traerte a un pequeño rincón cómodo en el mundo. Sé que necesitabas distraerte de estos días tan estresantes. –Explico de una forma genuinamente adorable. Leiftan era un buen amigo, y siempre procuraba tu bienestar frente al suyo. Pero su nerviosismo no te convencía del todo. Su mano libre seguía jugando con tu pelo, haciendo minúsculas trenzas para relajar la ansiedad creciente en él.
Ya previno que no sería capaz de declararse en la primera cita, pero viendo que te había gustado la primera cita en aquel formato de picnic, decidió hacerlo de costumbre una vez por semana.
Cada vez te quedaba más claro que realmente estabas yendo a citas con él, hasta que finalmente, un día que se despedía te dio una carta. En aquella carta expresaba honestamente sus sentimientos por ti; proponiendote que él te esperaría enfrente de aquel lago por la noche en caso de que aceptaras sus sentimientos.
El verte llegar allí aquella noche le hizo el hombre más feliz del mundo, acercándose a ti sin miedo alguno para abrazarte y repetir en suaves murmullos “Gracias. Muchas gracias…”
LANCE
Es un hombre simple y práctico, por lo que sus citas serían igual de simples. No esperabas que Lance fuera a pedirte una cita, y más después de pasar algunos días distante frente a ti. Pero no te odiaba, no era capaz de sentir nada negativo hacia ti. Simplemente era extraño para él sentir tanto cuando estaba contigo, por eso se distanció.
El día que ibas a enfrentarte a él, porque ya comenzabas a cansarte del silencio entre vosotros, fue el día que él te pidió la cita. Fue tan de repente, tan de golpe que te dejó sin palabras. Aunque querías decirle que no por haberte ignorado, era una oportunidad que no podías dejar pasar.
Fuisteis al festival del mercado que se realizó una noche en la ciudad de Eldarya. Ver a Lance tan bien vestido aquella noche te hizo perder todo el enfado de días anteriores. Con aquella camisa negra, ajustada adecuadamente a sus músculos, y esos tejanos que sin duda dejaban el apetito despierto a cualquiera… Bof.
Había más puestos de los que acostumbrabas a ver en tus días. Puestos de libros, de joyas, de comida, de pociones, de manualidades… y todo era visualmente satisfactorio. Además el puesto de incienso ayudaba a que el ambiente tuviera un aroma agradable. La cantidad de gente era lo único molesto, pero lo ignorabais. Os parasteis frente al puesto de libros, y comenzaste a observar los libros en venta con cierto interés.
–¿Hay alguno que te llame la atención? –Preguntó Lance, mirando por encima de tu hombro a los libros que estabas mirando. Hiciste una mueca, intentando decidirte por cuál libro comprar.
–Creo que me voy a decantar por fantasía. –Musitaste con una pequeña sonrisa, como si fueras un niño pequeño haciendo una travesura. Lance soltó una pequeña risa, asintiendo con la cabeza y sacando su monedero.
–Lo que tu quieras. ¿No quieres alguno más?
–Es mucho dinero, Lance. No voy a dejar que gastes tanto por mi. –Miraste hacia arriba para encontrarte aquellos azulados iris enfocados en ti. Alzó ambos los hombros con indiferencia.
–Creo que te lo debo. –La manera tan casual de hablar te hizo rodar los ojos. Pero tardaste en darte cuenta de que él ya estaba entregando las monedas al vendedor y recibiendo una bolsa con aquellos libros que él mismo vio que te interesaban. Estaba un poco loco. Para seguir vuestra ruta por el mercado, agarró tu mano y te guió entre la gente por tal de no perderte. Cuando estabais más lejos de la multitud, mirasteis los puestos de comida. Lance era demasiado generoso, invitándote a literalmente todo.
–Lance, Lance… creo que te estás pasando un poco. –Suspiraste, tomando asiento sobre una roca que descansaba en el suelo. Lance te miró confundido, negando con la cabeza.
–¿Eso por qué?
–¿Qué se supone que me debes? ¿El tiempo que has estado ignorándome? –Alzaste una ceja para poner en duda sus intenciones, cosa que sorprendió un poco a Lance–. Me gustaría saber por qué hiciste eso.
–Por qué… el porqué es… algo que aún no sé. –Murmuró, claramente nervioso acerca de esa pregunta–. Actué mal, ignora eso. Tonterías mías, probablemente.
–No. Si te pasa algo conmigo, prefiero que me lo digas en vez de quedarme con la sensación de que te has enfadado conmigo. –Dijiste en cierto tono defensivo. Lance se temía esto, y más en la primera cita que él quería tener contigo. Vaya cliché.
–No estoy enfadado. Lo único de lo que te puedo culpar es de que hayas robado mi corazón, pero sé que no es tu culpa. –Se cruzó de brazos, mirándote fijamente para ver si captabas lo que intentaba decir.
Y tanto que lo captaste. Lance vio que te quedabas en silencio, nuevamente sin palabras ante su confesión. Ni siquiera él esperaba que fuera a confesarse tan pronto, pero lo vio necesario si quería una segunda cita contigo.
En silencio te levantaste y le diste un abrazo. A pesar de que los sentimientos fueran mutuos, Lance no quería apresurar nada para ninguno de los dos; ambos necesitabais tiempo para poder asentar vuestra relación.
Pero de las citas a las que ibas con él siempre conseguías algún detalle de su parte. Y nada de culpabilidades, él se siente bien dándote regalos; más cuando puede ver lo feliz que te hacen.
Es todo un caballero. Paciente, servicial y respetuoso con tus preferencias.
MATHIEU
Para él las mejores citas son aquellas dinámicas. En el mundo humano él hubiera propuesto ir a hacer cosas que den adrenalina, una tarde de videojuegos, una mañana de escalada…
Pero tuvo que adaptar dichos deseos en Eldarya, y quería llevarte a una cita en bote a través de un gran río. Su manera de llamar tu atención era mediante hacer cosas únicas que creará grandes recuerdos entre vosotros; ya no solo por el hecho de que era junto a ti, si no porque mediante esas experiencias tendríais un montón de bromas internas que nadie más podría entender.
–¡No te muevas tanto! –Gritaste, escuchando como respuesta una fuerte carcajada mientras el bote se tambaleaba por culpa de Mathieu, quien había decidido hacer tonterías (como siempre) por tal de ver tu molestia. Sentías tus pies mojados ya que el agua entraba por culpa del tambaleo, cosa que te hizo gritar por la desagradable frialdad que emanaba.
–¡Venga, déjate llevar! –Eso es lo que siempre decía antes de que algo saliera mal… Y salió mal. El bote se estaba tambaleando tanto que en cuestión de segundos este se volcó y el frío agua que antes empapaba tus pies, finalmente te empapó por completo. Mathieu se encargó de empujarte a la superficie, y tosiste ante la cantidad de agua que sin querer habías tragado. Estabais completamente empapados, y veías a Mathieu reírse a carcajadas sin cesar–. ¡Dios mío, ha sido increíble!
–Increíble el resfriado que vamos a pillar… –Tus palabras le hicieron seguir riendo, aunque intentaba calmarse. Abrió sus ojos y secó algunas pequeñas lágrimas de la risa, mirándote mientras flotabais en el agua.
–Bueno, algo que no olvidaremos, sin duda. –Dijo más tranquilo, pero aún divertido por la situación. Tenía la cara colorada de tanto reír, hecho que te sacó una sonrisa. Su mano peinó un poco tu cabello, el cual estaba ciertamente desordenado al haberse mojado–. Hasta así te ves genial, es increíble.
–Venga ya, Math… Me ves con muy buenos ojos. –Miraste a tu alrededor y luego al bote, el cual estaba completamente girado–. Vamos a tener que girar esto si queremos volver a tierra…
–Si tu lo dices… yo creo que podríamos nadar. –Sugirió en un tono juguetón, comenzando a nadar lentamente de espaldas. Era incitador seguir su inmadurez, pero te querías resistir.
–¡Math! No podemos dejar el bote aquí. –Aunque querías mantener un tono serio, su expresión tan feliz y relajada era contagiosa.
–Déjate de broncas. Ya volverá solo. –De repente sentiste una mano agarrando tu muñeca y atrayéndote con facilidad hacia él, sujetándote en sus brazos mientras nadaba hacia atrás. Estabas prácticamente descansando sobre su torso mientras te guiaba hacia el exterior, aunque sería un largo camino…– Admite que te lo estás pasando bien.
–Tienes suerte de que sí. –Confesaste, dejando que tu cabeza se apoyara sobre su pecho, mientras sentías el agua pasar con cada movimiento.
–Pero mira que eres adorable. –El brazo que sujetaba tu cintura te agarró con un poco más de firmeza, mirando a su alrededor antes que a ti. Sus ojos observaron cada pequeño detalle de tu cara, y sentías que realmente no era una mirada que normalmente los amigos se darían entre ellos, puesto a que los segundos con los que analizó tus labios no fueron cortos. No pudiste evitar hacer lo mismo–. Me dan ganas de besarte y todo.
Ya era tu decisión si en la primera cita habría el primer beso, pero sin duda no sería la última cita. Mathieu tenía claro que estas experiencias contigo eran las mejores, y tenía muchas ganas de pasar tiempo contigo.
No fue muy reservado con sus sentimientos, pues los habló sin ni siquiera pensarlo bien. Tampoco se arrepintió de haberlos soltado con naturalidad.
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