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@dollya-robinprotector
I have several avery beef posts for you.
That invlove just this sentiment:
All of these are directed at avery as soon as clove takes over the orphanage
TMI Tuesday! What are Serena's favourite things about Charles (physically etc)? And as a bonus: is there anything about him that annoys her?
Serena’s favorite thing about Charles, physically, would far and above be the sheer size of him. Height-wise, he absolutely towers over her, and could pick her up without a second thought. At night, having him there makes her feel so much safer, because he practically surrounds her. He’s a wall of muscle, the perfect knight in shining armor.
Bonus: one of her very few annoyances with Charles would be him resting an arm on her head jokingly. Also, his furnace-like quality that makes him a wonderful sleeping partner in the winter, but nearly suffocating in the summers. (But she would rather sweat and suffer through a hot night in the summer than be apart from him.)
17, Arthur and Celeste
17 - a love bite
Celeste lit another candle and set it on her dresser, angling her head once more away from the mirror. Sweeping her hair back from her neck, she groaned loudly and slumped forward, her forehead resting against the smooth wooden surface.
“Something wrong, my dear?” came an extremely amused voice from the bed. Celeste whipped around in her seat, glaring daggers at Arthur who was still reclining comfortably, feigning ignorance. She didn’t say a word, just pointed vehemently at the growing purple mark that sat high on the column of her neck.
He shrugged. “Whoops. You didn’t seem to mind too much when I was leaving that mark, so why be upset now?”
“It’s plain as day to anyone who so much as glances at me, Arthur!” Eyes wide with panic, she pressed her hands up against her forehead and slumped against the dresser again. “OH, sweet Maker, when my father sees - “
A low chuckle came from the bed again, though tinged with a bit of nervousness he would never openly admit. “Oh, your father. Right. That’s happening.”
“Tomorrow,” Celeste whined, sitting up. Her hands returned to fidgeting with the love mark, pulling her hair forward in an attempt to cover it. But its position, high on her neck and close to front and center, made it incredibly difficult to hide. “Oh, this will be absolutely mortifying.”
Sensing that she was genuinely concerned about this, Arthur sat up on the bed, his gaze becoming more sympathetic - though still amused at the situation. “Come here,” he said gently, extending a hand towards her. She sighed, rolled her eyes, and stood from her chair, crossing the room with one eyebrow raised in skepticism. Arthur took her hands in his, his thumbs rubbing smooth circles across her skin. He pulled her gently down to sit beside him, and one hand reached for her neck. She felt cold and warm all at once as his fingers brushed against her skin, a shiver working down her spine.
A moment later, he pulled away, his signature smug grin plastered across his face.
“What’s the smirk for?” Celeste muttered good-naturedly. Arthur shrugged and pressed a kiss to her forehead, then her cheek. His lips moved to her lips, for just a moment, before kissing the spot where the purpling love bite once was.
“All better. Nothing to panic about now, my dear.”
“What a shame,” she chuckled, her voice low. “I was starting to rather like it. I think it went well with my eyes.”
An interested spark lit up in Arthur’s gaze as he pulled away to look her in the eyes, and his smile grew. “Well, I think we could very easily duplicate those results.”
“Perhaps,” Celeste said with a grin as she leaned in closer toward Arthur. “But maybe where my father can’t see this time.”
(sweet affectionate moments prompts)
"So - how does a drink sound?"
Serena blushed at the question, glancing over Charles’ shoulder to see Celeste in the background, cheering silently in encouragement. Eyes returning to Charles’, she gave a nervous smile, nodding.
“Yeah, that… A drink would be great! Sure.”
“Wonderful. I look forward to it. And, if it is not too forward,” he continued, his Orlesian accent sweet as honey, “Perhaps you wouldn’t mind a dance as well?” Serena was speechless, feeling like a silly young maiden as he took her hand in his and pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckles, before leading her to the dance floor.
(Send me the first line of a fic and I’ll write the next five!)
'Well look at you' for Celeste and Arthur orrrr Charles and Serena
The old married couple, because I’m so weak for this ship honestly
Celeste and Arthur: (Modern AU)
“Well, look at you,” Arthur muttered, laying his coat across the back of the couch. “Didn’t pack any of your own pajamas?”
Celeste turned over her shoulder and grinned, taking a long sip from her coffee mug. Her hair was wild, mussed by sleep and morning kisses, a halo of messy auburn curls. “I didn’t have much of a chance to stop by my apartment last night. I thought you wouldn’t mind.” Arthur’s grey button-down shirt was a good look for her - sleeves rolled up to her elbows, like he would always have them, the hem of the shirt just barely reaching the middle of her thigh, her legs bare.
“Certainly not,” he chuckled quietly. After setting his bag down on the table he moved closer to her and wrapped an arm around her waist. She pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, humming at the feel of his freshly-shaven skin. “I like this shirt on you, quite a bit actually.”
“Oh, really? Are you sure you wouldn’t like it better if it was off of me?” It sounded so ridiculous said like that, that she couldn’t even say it with a straight face. Arthur snorted a little and shook his head, though there was a glint in his eyes that betrayed his keen interest in such an idea. When he didn’t make any move, though, Celeste just shrugged and smiled taking another sip from her mug.
“What’s got you headed out the door so early?” Celeste asked, raising an eyebrow. She glanced towards his bag and coat on the table, and then up at the clock. “Your lecture doesn’t start for another two hours. I thought we were going to grade some essays today, that’s the only reason I’m even out of bed right now.”
With a smirk, Arthur shook his head. “I thought I might get some work done in my office. Maybe have some extended office hours.”
Celeste downed the rest of her coffee and set the mug down on the counter, her arms then reaching up to encircle his neck. “Or you could just stay here and work since, you know, I’m already awake.”
“Hmm, that’s tempting.” Arthur sighed and looked back towards his bag for a few moments, as though it were a difficult decision. Finally, with a grin, he turned to Celeste and pulled her even closer, lips meeting hers. “I suppose I could just stay here and drive you back to campus. The students can email me if they have questions about the last assignment I gave them.”
Her hands slid down his arms until she caught hold of his wrists, and with a gleam in her eyes she pulled him back towards his bedroom.
“Oh, are we grading papers in the bedroom, now?” he smirked, and Celeste rolled her eyes. As she shut the door behind them, she pressed a gentle kiss to his neck, and spoke against his skin,
“I think the work can wait.”
yfip: Celeste (bonus: OMC au)
Your Fave is Problematic: Celeste Trevelyan, OMC AU Edition
Names an incredibly well-bred, expensive horse Speckles
Doesn’t brush her hair half the time, especially for important judgment meetings
Refuses to wake up before 11am (with a few... exceptions)
In her time at the Circle, was sleeping with the First Enchanter (Arthur)
Is way too fond of nugs
Can’t look at elfroot without snort-laughing
Snort laughing
No one should be allowed to have a booty that nice
Send a Character and “Your Fave is Problematic”
most of the conversations between me and @treveleyann consist of her coming up with really cute headcanons and me just screaming about them tbh
okay but what's Celeste's ~favourite~ things about Arthur? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (well it can be nsfw or sfw up to you friend)
a little bit of both mayhaps? :^)
- the way his glasses slip down his nose a bit when he’s really focused on a potion or a book
- the way his face lit up when they realized they finally had a daughter, and how much he loves all of their kids equally
- his sharp wit and ability to keep up with (sometimes outmatch, though she’d never admit it) her banter
- dat ass ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
- electricity mages can do fun electricity things ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (anders isn’t the only one with an electricity trick)
- his dedication to healing others, and how good he is at that
- i mean just look at him look at that face what’s NOT to like tbh