#otp requests

[unexpectedcronchiness]

Character Expression and/or Palette Challenge!

I saw a lot of these floating around, and wanted to try one myself! Feel free to reblog if you want your followers to ask you as well. Pick a character, or a ship, or anything really, and gimme an expression/palette. You can do either or, or suggest something that isn't there, these are just ideas and inspiration! Any fandom too btw

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I need you bitches to make me write.

[bobasheebaby]

ABC of Love- Olivia x Delphine

Pairing: Olivia x MC (romantic)

Word count: 875

Warnings: book one Olivia 

Summary: 3 short drabbles for @cora-nova alphabet of Love as requested by anon. (In canon Olivia tells MC she doesn’t date below her station if you tell her you’re more interested in her during the coronation ball, I’m moving that to the masquerade and the truth & dare with Drake, Hana, and Maxwell will also include Liam and Olivia.) drabbles range from 163 words to 299 words

A/N: I got a request for Olivia x MC and created Delphine Greer for Olivia I will occasionally take requests for this pairing. Olivia calls Delphine Della. My Delphine faceclaim is Melissa Benoit. No more book one Olivia, I miss my sweet yet sassy Liv I usually write, so keep that in mind when you request this pairing.

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Disclaimer: I do not own the characters I’m simply borrowing them for a bit. 

D - DRINKS & FOOD

[what cuisine they like to share and which one is only the preference of one of them but not the other one, cooking together time, which one of them is cooking and which is mostly the eater, cocktails on their liking, bars and restaurants they prefer to go on dating nights, food allergies they might have, which one is drinking and which one rather not, spices they like, comfort food of their choice etc.]

“What are you eating Della?” Olivia asked her face twisted in horror. 

Delphine smiled looking up at her scarlet duchess. “Beef jerky.” She held up the bright red pouch of teriyaki jerky. “Want a piece?”

“God no! I wouldn’t let anything like that ever cross my lips.” Olivia replied in disgust. 

Delphine shrugged her shoulders. “More for me then I guess.”

*

Olivia sat in her study, reaching into her desk drawer she pulled out a brown pouch. She reached in, pulling out a piece of tender dried meat popping it in her mouth. Her eyes closed as she hummed in enjoyment.

“Olivia!” Delphine’s voice broke her out of her reverie. 

Olivia’s eyes sprang open. “Della!” She looked down at the brown pouch sitting on her desk. “I can explain.”

“Oh I’m sure you can explain how you couldn’t believe I could enjoy beef jerky and then I catch you eating it.” Delphine said, hands on her hips lips pursed.

“I don’t like beef jerky. And especially not teriyaki this is hot bison jerky.” She reached into her desk drawer pulling out more brown pouches. “I also have venison, elk, alpaca, alligator and kangaroo.”

F - FIRST

[first time they saw each other, the first kiss, first time they’ve been together, the first dance they had, they celebrating the first Xmas/Hannukah/Kwanzaa together etc.]

“Can someone please explain to me again why we are playing this juvenile game?” Olivia asked as she reluctantly sat on the floor of Delphine’s room at Beaumont manor.

“Because Hana hasn’t played and truth or dare is more fun the more people that play.” Delphine replied.

“Fine.” Olivia sighed. “But your secrets better be juicy.”

“Since you’re so against it why don’t you go first Livvy?” Drake question dragging out the y to annoy her.

Olivia rolled her emerald eyes. “Dare and make it good Walker.”

“I dare you to kiss someone beneath you.” Drake replied taking a sip of his whiskey.

Olivia scoffed. “Is that the best you’ve got Walker?” Her gaze drifted around the room. “Hana is actually well skilled so she’s at least a match. Maxwell is Maxwell and just no.” Maxwell sat back looking hurt, arms crossing his chest. “Liam is about to be king so he’s above me.” Her eyes darted between Delphine and Drake. “Fine I pick Delphine.” 

Drake scoffed unsurprised. 

Delphine’s heart raced. She’d had a crush on Olivia since they met at the masquerade to kick off the social season. Despite Olivia’s harsh words, I don’t date below my station, and her biting remarks throughout the social season she still found herself entranced with the scarlet beauty. Delphine moved to kneel in front of Olivia. She leaned forward, Olivia meeting her halfway, their lips softly pressed together. Delphine’s hand moved to cup Olivia’s cheek as their lips melded together, sparks of electricity shooting through her. 

Before Delphine knew it they parted, leaning back against their heels. Her lips tingled and her cheeks were flushed pink. 

Olivia looked away, trying to conceal her flushed cheeks. “Well it could have been worse. I could have kissed him.” She pointed at Drake.

“Hey!”

K - KIDS

[what are their thoughts regarding to the subject, what types of parents they are, parenting style, how did the days went when they were welcoming their babies into the world and/or into their family, where they stand regarding adoption and other alternative ways of having children etc.]

“I want a baby.” Delphine blurted out. It’s all she had been thinking about for weeks. She somehow felt lighter now that she’d admitted her longing for a child. 

“We seem to be missing a key part necessary in conceiving a child Della.” 

“Well yes.” Delphine said wringing her hands. She didn’t realize this conversation would be so hard, she was never nervous, but here she was, heart racing in her chest as she discussed having a child with her wife. Wife, it still didn’t seem real. She still couldn’t believe she’s managed to break down the walls of the scarlet haired beauty. “There are options.”

“Such as?” Olivia asked with a smirk.

She’s doing this on purpose. Damn her! “Well there is adoption, or we could use a donor.”

“Like I’m going to use some strange man’s specimen to make our child.”

Our child. Those two words made her heart swell. This entire awkward conversation was worth it just to hear her say those two words. “We don’t have to use a stranger.”

Olivia laughed. “There are precious few guys close enough to either of us that I’d trust to ask. Ever fewer still that I’d be willing to allow to father our child.” 

“Okay. Who?” 

“Liam, but obviously that’s out of the question. Olivia pursed her lips, thinking over those she knew. “Maybe Bastien.”

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[otto-murasaki]

It works better with an oversized sweater

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Taking OTP Requests

My only rules for this: 1. It has to be SFW 2. For sad scenes, I'll only go so far as to draw the OTP breaking up. That would be all the rules, have fun!

[keirangoldenwatch]

Psssst OTP ask game 23 implied shovel

23. Write a ~300 scene between them with no dialogue, only body language.

Oh, geeze. Hope you're ready for some fluffy shit.

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Seren rolled over on the bed, putting her on her back. Her body ached with newfound bruises and healing wounds from the last battle--which was such a familiar feeling that, honestly, she would feel stranger without the aches and pains. At least the room was dark and warm and quiet, save for the soft sounds of footsteps in other parts of the manor; the sounds of Theron’s soft, sleepy breathing; his heartbeat in his chest, slightly muffled by the thick blankets wrapped around them both; and the faint creak of the wind blowing over the wooden rooftop. Her sensitive hearing was annoying, sometimes, but right now she didn’t mind it.

She rolled over more so she was on her side, facing Theron, and just watched him in silence. She brought her hand up to gently brush some of his dark, shaggy hair out of his face. His breathing shifted and his face gently twitched when one of her pale fingers touched his cheek. Seren’s lips pulled into a grin. She ran her fingers over his jaw on purpose this time, feeling the permanent stubble beneath her fingertips and watching the slight flare of his nostrils and scrunching of his mouth with amused affection.

When one of his eyes finally cracked open, its thin, square-shaped pupil landed first on her hand hovering by his cheek before travelling up her arm to her face. Seren grinned unapologetically at the grumpy little frown he wore. With a louder sigh he turned towards her and his own arm rose up over her. His larger, rougher hand caught the back of her neck and pulled her slowly into him. Their foreheads bumped for a second, right between her second set of eyes, before he pushed her head into the space between his jaw and his chest. She fit perfectly into the crook of his neck.

Seren slid her arm--the one not now trapped between their bodies--around his chest and his own did the same over her ribs. She just caught the sight of his frown changing into a comfortable smile before his breathing grew softer again, and she closed her own eyes, letting herself be held and warm and close.

[rikareena]

As I mentioned before, in my requests queue I have:

-I have a Kermiggy fic

-A Louie, Lena, Goldie fic

-An Elmabby 'OTP Questions 2' prompt request

Does anyone wanna send in more requests for OTP tickets or 3-sentence shots?

[otto-murasaki]

Two days late but otp requests are closed as of March 1st

Brotp requests are still open for those who're interested