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[scottysloth]

I’m not ass deep in Animal Crossing what do u mean - -  Castien, Akusti, Nephrite and Somnium, and then Teddy and Kyne, as villagers because CUTE. 

[scootscootscotty]

If you're taking prompts, 15. “If I could, I would kiss away all of your scars.” for a pairing of your choice

Oh my god I reblogged this as a save for later thing buT THAT PROMPT I JUST HAVE TO WRITE SOMETHING!! Ty for sending this oh man.

Deiderick/Sam - Scars 

The bed was warm, soft - and the feel of Sam so near was more familiar and comforting than he could bear. It had been too long, far too long and Deiderick knew that ever second of it had been his fault. It had been he who had decided to leave two years ago, to leave them behind in Germany at the mercy of their father and it was he who was to blame for every ounce of pain that they had suffered. He had hurt, too - he had felt their absence and he had buried it away but it was all too clear to him now that it had been worse for Sam, so much worse for them to have faced those days alone but for the company of a cruel drunk and his violent impulses. In the dim light from the lamps in the other room he could see the marks on Sam’s skin - faint scars that hadn’t been there when he had left. It had been difficult for them, he could see, and his fingers traced each raised imperfection, each mark that could have well killed them before he had seen them again. These scars weighed on Deiderick as if they were his own - how had he let this happen, how had he let himself leave so easily and abandon them. He swore to himself that no one would ever lay a finger on Sam again, that no harm would find them, that nothing bad would happen again. He was going give Sam the life of comfort they deserved, the one they should have had all along but at the same time, he knew that this could never take back what had happened.

Could anything?

With a soft exhale, eyes on the slow and relaxed raise and fall of their chest as they slept, Deiderick leaned over them to press lips against one of the small scars, closing his eyes. Sam seemed to have forgiven him, or at least they were trying - but how could he forgive himself? It had seemed easier in the waking hours, easier at dinner and when Sam had been proudly decorating his arm earlier but now, in the silence with nothing but heartbeats and quiet breaths in the darkness, it was difficult to accept what his mistake had meant for Sam. 

Eyes opened when he felt Sam stir; they shuffled, turning towards him. In a sleepy mumble they spoke, asking if he were still awake. Their voice thick with sleep was a welcome sound, bringing a warm and sentimental feeling to influence his thoughts. Deiderick smiled, shifting nearer to them. 

“Trouble sleeping,” he admitted, closing his eyes. He could kiss them as much as he wanted, love them as much as he wanted, do everything in his power to give them the life of a queen, his queen -  but he could never take those scars away, could never truly undo what had been done. 

Sam murmured back a tease, even if a gentle one, and Deiderick let a laugh ride on his breath rather than playing along with it, hiding behind sleepiness, hiding behind the fact that he knew they were likely not fully awake. No, he couldn’t take back what had been done, and there was no way to kiss away scars of any kind, but… from this point forward, Sam would not suffer, not hurt, not want for anything in the world if he could help it. This much, at least, Deiderick could do for them. 

[scottysloth]

It’s this asshole’s birthday today so have a sweet and soft Somi and Neph very in love and happy and definitely married

[scootscootscotty]

★ 5 characters - Since it's fucking OC kiss week today, what about an opinion on love?

Ooh fun one yissss. I can go on abt this stuff all day TBH.

Kyne - He high key thought it was stupid and low key thought it was kind of intimidating, and didn’t really know how to recognize it at first because it didn’t fit the preconceived notion in his head. He was always afraid of calling something love, it’s much easier to stay with like and attraction and easy, shallow things but the deep end and all the risks of literally putting yourself in a position to be so vulnerable to someone else was just terrifying to him. It wasn’t until after he realized he was in deep that he saw that love wasn’t some terrifying thing because he was in deep /with someone else/, not on his own left to drown in it and honestly he doesn’t know why he was ever afraid. His way of love is soft and casual and gentle and feels much more natural to him than he ever expected.

Somi - he thinks it’s stupid, why would he ever care about someone other than himself- except now he has and he can’t stand the idea of losing them. He values them more than himself and it troubles him, because what does that mean if he were to ever lose them, if they were to ever leave? He still doesn’t know what to do with the feeling and he’s frustrated - why isn’t it easy, why does it hurt him to do anything but accept it? He’s likely to run from it and bury it but at the same time, once he comes face to face with the idea that there /is/ someone he loves, he wants to chase after that as much as he wants to run away. His way of love is devotion and admiration, so long as he doesn’t run from it, stronger than he knows how to force into working for him but when he stops fighting it, he finds it takes him to exactly where he needs to be.

Zeke - for Zeke, love always seemed like something distant and forbidden, not for him, not something he ever would come across. Often he feels undeserving or like he’s not entitled to it, but when given just a small amount he finds himself wanting to take all of it, to absorb it and give it back tenfold in response. He’s grateful for every moment, every touch, every heartbeat and every breath and he doesn’t want to waste any of it; he’s felt love’s absence - often for far too long - and never wants to be without it again. His way of love is appreciation, gentle care and quiet smiles and treasured small things. He finds himself giving himself wholly to it, at first because he feels it’s the only way he could come close to showing appreciation and then after because he realizes that he /is/ worthy of love.

Attie- Attie views love with rose colored glasses and a soft sigh. He’s always been a romantic, always quick to fall and quick to swoon, weak for a hero from books. He doesn’t want to see the difficulties until it’s too late, and even when he does, even when he has to face them, he still chooses to see the love in it. His love goes beyond the romantic, loving his friends and his family and opening his heart to anyone he passes. He doesn’t seem to hold many hateful thoughts. His love is big with open arms, heart wide open and ready to share the warmth with others. Even when he’s hurt he knows that love is still here for him, maybe in the same way, but it’s there.

Matiko - for mat, love is… confusing. He doesn’t know how to figure it out, it’s not easy like some things are for him and this frustrates him. Butterflies and nerves don’t help either, but he finds that he never quite knows what to say or do, how to act, and while those things never seem to come easy to him, it’s even more so confusing when he thinks about the prospect of love. However, love makes him willing to try, to work harder, to feel like it’s worth it to do something difficult and frustrating. He likes it, and he finds that when he is loved back it doesn’t seem to matter that it doesn’t come easily, it doesn’t seem to matter that it he doesn’t quite say the right thing or do the right thing. For mat, love is accepting that he’s not going to have this come easily all the time but doing his best anyway, knowing that he’s going to be understood and learning how to understand someone else. It’s patience and care and growth, letting someone see things he keeps to himself and knowing that at the end of the day, it’s okay.