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Made this little short of Michael Langdon from a comment one of my moots, @langdonss, said to me…

Prompt, in quote: “He’ll share his bread with you”

(Using my OC name)

(First Person)

Entering this dining room, I find a short blonde haired man sitting at a table, looking disheveled but was eating away on this stew and some bread. His eyes were red from crying. I can tell he needed company. And I needed his company too. I slowly walk over, sitting myself in a chair across from him. His eyes met mine, noticing my weariness and the sadness in my eyes. I’m guessing he could tell I was in a depressive state. He takes a piece of his bread, handing that piece to me. I look to it, knowing he was offering me some type of comfort as I take it from him. “Thanks…”, I mutter to him, as he only responded with a faint smile and nod. Eating on my bread, he eats on his bread too, eating more of his stew before he speaks. “You won’t starve…you won’t be alone…not on my watch…”, Those comforting words reached my soul somehow as I smile a faint pained smile. “So…you’ll help me?”, He nods. “We’ll both help each other…”, He settles his utensil down, holding out his hand. “I’m Michael…”, I could already feel my spirits being lifted as I reach for his hand to take it. “Lydia…”.

âme et larmes—soul & tears

drarry drabble:

italics: draco // normal: harry

“and of course am i lying. i’m always lying.

i have always lied,

to you.

because if i told you the truth, you would think i’m insane.”

“and you never thought about me?

us?

not even a ‘what if’”

“i don’t deserve you.

so i act like it doesn’t exist. like you don’t exist.

we aren’t made for this. we aren’t (silence)

possible.”

and harry only ever wished for draco to have his mind with him, to trust, to believe he deserved love. to understand he could love harry, his fucking enemy, to see that they had a chance with each other. but draco? he chose not to.

softness for today before i head to bed.

imagine your love interest holding you as you let out years and years of built up emotion into one singular moment. you're laying down in a comfy bed, surrounded by the soft sheets and blankets and feeling their arms enveloping you into the safest embrace you've ever, ever felt. they're rocking you from side to side, rubbing your back, stroking your hair, and murmuring comforting words into your ear. they love you so, so much, and they think you deserve so much better than to carry all of this burdening weight on your shoulders... so they'll carry it for you for a while. for as long as you need it.

"i'm here... i'm here. it's okay. you're okay. let it out for me. it's alright... i'll always love you, okay?"

-date-

featured character ☆ itoshi sae

tag(s): fluff! ☆

divider @cafekitsune

apologies if this is out of character, again TT TT

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        It was two o'clock in the morning and you couldn't fall asleep. Sae, who was next to you, his head, nuzzling against your back, was sleeping peacefully. It was cute to see him soundlessly sleeping against you but that's not the reason why you couldn't fall asleep. You grabbed your phone from the wooden night stand next to you and started going on Instagram. You were scrolling and saw that some of your friends were posting pictures of places they were going with their partner. But of course, Sae always comes home late, either training or having a soccer tournament. What are the chances of him spending quality time with you or go on outings? Quite rare to be honest. You then go on Google to search up "Things to do for couples", the results were going to a cafe or hiking, maybe going to an expensive mall but obviously you don't need anything from expensive malls since they're all Chanel or Louis Vuitton, fancy fancy fancy brands...  You could feel Sae shift positions. The next thing you knew, he was awake, rubbing his right eye. Although your phone's brightness was on the lowest, he still somehow woke up. "Y/n? How come you're still awake?" he asks, perhaps still half awake. He then turns on the mini white ceramic lamp next to him. You turn of your phone and held it tight, "Um... The thing is, I couldn't fall asleep. Because I wanted to do something fun with you tomorrow, like a date. But I mean, you don't have to go with me and I'm aware that you don't have much time either... I was just researching places to go, nothing else." You let out a small, weak smile, in the process of battling the urge of wanting to cry a little since you barely got to spend time with Sae. Suddenly, Sae got up, walked to the nightstand next to you and kneeled down. He opened the lowest drawer and got out a folded sheet of paper, written with black ink. He then hands the piece of lined paper to you. "Here, it's a list of all the things we could do together. The front has outdoor and indoor activities and the back has things we could do at home..." Sae looked away, from slight embarrassment. His cheeks were lightly tinted with a shade of pink, and he definitely avoided eye contact with you.

        Your face instantly lights up, eyes widened completely. "When did you have time for all of this?!" "I wrote it during breaktime, since I was bored. Everyone wanted to know what I was writing..." You bursted out laughing, "What did you tell them? I'm so curious!" "I told them directly that it was for you..." your face was instantly flushed with pink. There was a long pause of awkward silence until Sae pointed at the list of activities "Go ahead, you can pick anything." you nodded, to agree. Still, it was quite shocking that he told everyone that he was dating you, etc. You looked at the sheet of paper and the following list of activities listed. You then made up your mind, wanting to go to a café with Sae. "Hey, should we go to a café and walk around after?" "Anything you'd like." Sae smiled. You jump on Sae and gave him a big hug, smiling with joy. Sae gave you a kiss on the lips, and your cheeks. The two of you continue to stay in each other's embrace. 

       "Say, when do you want to go to that café?" you ask curiously, looking up at Sae. Sae didn't answer until ten seconds later, "Today. At ten o'clock, we'll leave." "Sounds like a plan." a few minutes later, your eyelids start to feel heavy and you doze off, still embracing Sae. He gently strokes pieces of your hair, tucking a piece behind your ear. "You need to regain energy first before getting all excited..." he whispered then let out a soft chuckle. 

ty for reading!! just a short drabble i wanted to write, not very long or detailed either.

-fuyuko

©fuyukohasnocreativity do not copy, repost, or translate. likes and reblogs are accepted and appreciated!

-date-

featured character ☆ itoshi sae

tag(s): fluff! ☆

divider @cafekitsune

apologies if this is out of character, again TT TT

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        It was two o'clock in the morning and you couldn't fall asleep. Sae, who was next to you, his head, nuzzling against your back, was sleeping peacefully. It was cute to see him soundlessly sleeping against you but that's not the reason why you couldn't fall asleep. You grabbed your phone from the wooden night stand next to you and started going on Instagram. You were scrolling and saw that some of your friends were posting pictures of places they were going with their partner. But of course, Sae always comes home late, either training or having a soccer tournament. What are the chances of him spending quality time with you or go on outings? Quite rare to be honest. You then go on Google to search up "Things to do for couples", the results were going to a cafe or hiking, maybe going to an expensive mall but obviously you don't need anything from expensive malls since they're all Chanel or Louis Vuitton, fancy fancy fancy brands...  You could feel Sae shift positions. The next thing you knew, he was awake, rubbing his right eye. Although your phone's brightness was on the lowest, he still somehow woke up. "Y/n? How come you're still awake?" he asks, perhaps still half awake. He then turns on the mini white ceramic lamp next to him. You turn of your phone and held it tight, "Um... The thing is, I couldn't fall asleep. Because I wanted to do something fun with you tomorrow, like a date. But I mean, you don't have to go with me and I'm aware that you don't have much time either... I was just researching places to go, nothing else." You let out a small, weak smile, in the process of battling the urge of wanting to cry a little since you barely got to spend time with Sae. Suddenly, Sae got up, walked to the nightstand next to you and kneeled down. He opened the lowest drawer and got out a folded sheet of paper, written with black ink. He then hands the piece of lined paper to you. "Here, it's a list of all the things we could do together. The front has outdoor and indoor activities and the back has things we could do at home..." Sae looked away, from slight embarrassment. His cheeks were lightly tinted with a shade of pink, and he definitely avoided eye contact with you.

        Your face instantly lights up, eyes widened completely. "When did you have time for all of this?!" "I wrote it during breaktime, since I was bored. Everyone wanted to know what I was writing..." You bursted out laughing, "What did you tell them? I'm so curious!" "I told them directly that it was for you..." your face was instantly flushed with pink. There was a long pause of awkward silence until Sae pointed at the list of activities "Go ahead, you can pick anything." you nodded, to agree. Still, it was quite shocking that he told everyone that he was dating you, etc. You looked at the sheet of paper and the following list of activities listed. You then made up your mind, wanting to go to a café with Sae. "Hey, should we go to a café and walk around after?" "Anything you'd like." Sae smiled. You jump on Sae and gave him a big hug, smiling with joy. Sae gave you a kiss on the lips, and your cheeks. The two of you continue to stay in each other's embrace. 

       "Say, when do you want to go to that café?" you ask curiously, looking up at Sae. Sae didn't answer until ten seconds later, "Today. At ten o'clock, we'll leave." "Sounds like a plan." a few minutes later, your eyelids start to feel heavy and you doze off, still embracing Sae. He gently strokes pieces of your hair, tucking a piece behind your ear. "You need to regain energy first before getting all excited..." he whispered then let out a soft chuckle. 

ty for reading!! just a short drabble i wanted to write, not very long or detailed either.

-fuyuko

©fuyukohasnocreativity do not copy, repost, or translate. likes and reblogs are accepted and appreciated!

Kith

synopsis; in which Jin can’t resist the adorable toddler antics of his daughter, not even when he’s on a vlive.

pairing; dad!seokjin x mom!reader

genre; fluff, humor, drabble, idol au, domestic au, dad au, vlive au, married au

warnings; just Jin being the sweetest dad ever 🥹

rating; PG-13

w/c; 707

a/n; but like, can y’all picture it as much as I have? this is something he would most definitely do for his little one and I’m not SOBBING you are!!!! ps - kith is how I used to say ‘kiss’ when I was young as well as say ‘lippy’ when I wanted to wear lipstick/chapstick sooooo that’ll be incorporated in this fic. 😙

Jin could hear the shuffle of tiny feet and loud giggles before his office door swung open, only to slam back against the wall. He made an involuntary wince, nervous chuckle spilling out.

In an instant the vlive was flooded with the same topic of comments, more than well aware who the culprit was behind the noise from previous streams.

OMG WHERE IS SHE????

ITS BEEN SO LONG SINCE SHE’S BEEN ON HERE!!!

You tried, you really tried.

There was only so much you could do to entertain your 3 year old daughter while her father did his vlive in the other room. From Barbie’s, to cars, to board games, to books, to arts and crafts, to dance parties, to glitter, to glam —

Which unfortunately for Jin, was the last thing you both did before your daughter decided that enough was enough and your makeover was complete so now she was determined to do daddy’s as well.

By the time your exhausted body was able to make it to his office, she had already made herself comfortable on his lap. She was waving at the camera and smiling wide, lipstick stained teeth being shown to who knows how many people tonight. Jin’s eyes flicker up to meet your apologetic ones behind the camera, mouth opening to assure you that it was okay, when your daughter decided she had other plans.

“Daddy, lippy!” She demanded, thrusting her small hands your way. You raise a brow at her, crossing your arms over your chest.

Your voice is calm, but stern.

“What do we say, love?”

She pouts cutely, bottom lip jutting out as she sinks into her father’s embrace at your ‘mom’ voice.

“Pwease, can I have lippy?”

“Well, baby, that depends on daddy and if he wants to wear lippy.”

All it takes is one puppy dog eyed look from his daughter and he’s sighing in defeat, nodding his head at you and putting his hand out towards you to grab the lipstick container from you.

You mouth the words ‘sorry, honey’ as you give it to him. He gives you a playful glare, but smiles to let you know not to take him seriously. Sitting off to the side, still behind the camera, you sit down on the large bean bag your husband insisted he needed in his home office.

You watch the chaos unfold with a content smile. Your daughter turns around in his lap, and once he hands her the uncapped lipstick, all caution gets thrown to the wind. Once she deems him to be done, she looks over at you with one last demand from her tiny, devious little mind.

She brings her hands out wide, to then quickly smash them together with a loud clap.

“Now, kith!”

You and Jin look at each other, having a silent conversation. In the end, he just shrugs his shoulders and leaves the decision up to you. You close your eyes, letting out a quiet exhale, before you heave yourself back up to stand, walking over to them the short distance and into the view of the camera for the first time.

The comments begin to explode over what they see, but not from the sweet kiss you have with your husband, no.

It’s because of your very obvious, pregnant belly that sticks out like a sore thumb. Something you both have kept secret for 7 months now.

When you pull away, he plants a kiss on your white oversized t-shirt wearing belly, leaving a perfect lipstick stain of his lips. You lean your body sideways against him, and his head lays on your belly. Your daughter gives a small kiss of her own and when you stare at the monitor of your perfect little soon to be family of four, your heart bursts with both warmth and love.

Your daughter lets out a big yawn, and Jin just laughs, patting her head.

“Alright, looks like it’s time to sign off. Thank you everyone for joining and all of the congratulations and well wishes for the new baby. Till next time, bye!”

As if all of you planned it prematurely, you all pucker your lips at the camera while you wave, and give the heart sign.

Beautiful Dreamer

synopsis; in which you’re on your honeymoon, and though you should be enamored by the sights around you – you still believe that your husband is better.

pairing; husband!taehyung x wife!reader

genre; fluff, established relationship, marriage au, honeymoon au

rating; PG-13

warnings; a LOT of nuzzling

w/c; 979

a/n; he’s so dreamy.

He leans sideways against the tall, thick wooden railing, right arm folded over on top, hand tucked into his armpit. The other arm’s elbow dangles over the edge, his chin resting on it’s left hand as he gazes dreamily at the scenery in front of him.

You take up the same position next to him, albeit your dreamy gaze is zeroed in on him instead.

“What are you thinking about, husband?” Your voice is light and airy, not too loud, but not too soft either. He closes his eyes briefly to allow it to wash over him, only putting him in an even deeper state of tranquility.

He hums, a soft smile blooming over his features. He keeps his eyes closed, answering you with another question.

“What do you think I’m thinking about, wife?”

You scoot closer to him on the railing, and without hesitation, he lifts his left arm up to allow you to tuck yourself into his side. He nuzzles the top of your head, nose nestled in your hair, the lavender honey scent he’s come to know and love overtakes his senses for a moment. His arm wraps loosely around your waist, hand coming to lay on your stomach.

You take his left hand in yours, fingers playing with the thick, gold band of his wedding ring that you had the pleasure of putting there only but a few days ago when you said ‘I do’.

“Would it be selfish of me to say that I want you to be thinking of me?”

He chuckles, the vibration that exudes from his chest you can feel through your back as it lightly jostles you with its intensity.

You tilt your head to look back up at him, small frown adorning your lips that he gives a chaste peck too, the curve of your lips now threatening to curl at the act.

“What’s so funny, pray tell?” Your brow quirks up, which upside down, makes you look silly. He gives your nose a soft nuzzle, voice lilting with a teasing tone.

“The fact that you believe I would even be thinking of anything else but you, my love. That is funny.”

A loud mother duck, who has her hands full trying to get all her ducklings in line and back into the water off to the side of the wooden deck, is what breaks you two out of your lovesick haze.

Leaning back against Taehyung, you both watch as one by one, the ducklings plop haphazardly back into the water. Each one squawks momentarily in fear of their head being beneath the water for too long, before the mother duck nuzzles them back upright.

Taehyung now looks at you, your expression akin to something of both longing and fear. His fingers tap against your stomach, his voice caressing your outer earlobe that causes goosebumps to erupt onto your skin.

“What’s troubling you, sweetheart?”

As he rubs your stomach, you can’t help the anxiety that slowly begins to build within you, nerves on edge of the insecurity that passes through your lips. It has his heart clenching.

“Do you think I’m gonna be a good mom?” He can feel the emotion you try your best to keep tucked within you, and kneeling down beside you, he gently turns you to face him, his head now perfectly aligned with your barely there baby bump.

His hands come up to cup your stomach gently, as if afraid the weight of his hands alone could harm the little life that’s growing day by day inside of you. Like he did with your nose earlier, he nuzzles your baby bump with his nose, before giving it a loving kiss and fixing his brown orbs back onto yours.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to be an amazing mom.” His smile is boxy and wide, eyes shining with excitement. Your eyes begin to water, lip trembling.

“You’re going to be an amazing father, Tae.”

His eyes get glossy, and the setting sun on the horizon only makes his features glow even brighter. The baby pink shirt he wears makes you envision a little girl running around his kneeling figure, pulling and tugging on said shirt with little pleas of wanting to be held and loved by her daddy.

“She is going to love you, and have her wrapped around her little finger, mark my words.”

He lets out a watery chuckle, sniffling and wiping his nose with the back of his hand, before standing back up. He places his hands on your hips, thumbs rubbing circles into your sides as he tilts his head at you in wonder.

“Oh, really? You believe it’s gonna be a girl?”

You nod, confident in your gut feeling.

“Well, if she’s anything like you–,” he starts, stepping closer to you to place kisses on each part of your face, you giggling the whole time. And as he kisses each part, he names them off one by one. “–your eyes, your nose, your cheeks, your dimples, your mouth.”

The lingering kiss he leaves you on your lips has you arching your back into him in order to get closer and deepen it. His hands slide up your body to caress each side of your neck as he stares into your eyes with nothing but love and promise.

His lips move, his words reaching the very depths of your soul to gently envelope and ease away any and all doubts or worries you might’ve had about being a mother.

“It’s not always easy growing a little life inside of you. The morning sickness. The hormones. The changes to your body. The sleeplessness. Yet, when it all gets too hard, just remember how powerful you really are. You are growing a life inside of you, and that is incredible. You are incredible.”

And, as always, he was right.

You do become an amazing mom.

Hello sweetheart, I just read namjoon drabble and I like it. But I'm sorry I can't read smut bcs I'm fasting rn :( can you do a part 2 just with fluff? I'm sorry I talk too much but I love you!!

Disclaimer: The above gif was made and edited by me, kutemouse. That is why I’ve posted this under the tag #btsgif. Feel free to use this gif however you want, just please give me credit for the edit. I made it from the commercial BTS did for the LG G7 Thinq phone, all credit to them and BigHit. The gif below is from Tenor.

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This is how quickly I turned around on that smut idea when you told me you were fasting, kutie anon. Alright my love, fluff you shall have!! Enjoy 💜

Age Recommendation: 18+

Warnings: Fluffy, fluffy fluff. Swears. Such kuteness!

Word Count: 514

Summary: Namjoon makes it up to you and then some after being late to date night, but are all your problems resolved?

“What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.” ~ Charles Bukowski

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Red Flame (Namjoon Drabble, Fluff) Part Two 

Something warm and heavy slung over you, and you grunted. “What the… what’s happening…?”

You half-opened your eyes to see your bedroom with bright light streaming through the crack in the curtains. Looking down, you saw an arm slung over your waist and memories of last night came flooding in… The playful teasings, the sighs that turned into screams, and no less than three times of obtaining the ultimate pleasure. Namjoon was something else.

“Baby?” he murmured, his voice husky from non-use.

You hummed in response and turned over, cuddling up to his chest as he wrapped his arms tighter around you. As you began to form coherent thoughts, you remembered not only the amazing time you had, but also how angry you were. He promised he would do better next time, but you weren’t so sure. After all, he made similar promises before.

A week later, you decided to put Namjoon to the test once more. “We haven’t had much time alone lately,” you said over breakfast.

Joon merely hummed in response, looking around for his keys.

“I was thinking maybe we could go out one night… or maybe, stay in?”

Catching the way your voice went up as your tone grew hopeful, Namjoon looked at you, realizing what you wanted. “Date night?” he said, sitting back down and grabbing one of your hands in his.

You smiled. “Date night.”

“I’ll pick you up at seven.”

As the day descended into evening, you took extra care in getting ready. You put on a light blue wrap-around dress that had cute ruffles and tied in the front with a bow, pairing it with some white flats, and wavy curls. Finally, tonight was the night.

At precisely 6:55, you heard a honk outside. “What the hell?” you thought, peeking outside. Joon’s car was there. He was… early?

You went outside and opened the passenger door, revealing Namjoon dressed in a scrumptious collared black shirt and slacks. His hair was freshly combed, and silver glinted in his ears, making you go weak in the knees. You could hardly believe he was all yours.

The date couldn’t be any more perfect. He took you to a beautiful-yet-casual restaurant, a movie, and finally ended the night presenting you with a rose as the car stopped at a stoplight. “I hope,” Namoon said, looking at you tenderly. “That tonight more than proves that you are my number one priority.”

You blushed, glee spreading from the tip-top of your head down to your toes. “It does. Thank you, Joon.”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

You knew this was far from the last bump in the road of your relationship, though. There would be many times where he would be gone, or wouldn’t be able to devote more than a few minutes to you. However, you knew you would always be in his mind, and more importantly, his heart. After all, he was your soulmate, and your love was forged in the most furious of fire, making it both strong and durable. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

Linktober Day 3

Friend

Short drabble once again because my notebook has decided to give up the good fight but my phone isn't down for the count yet.

Showcasing how I'm not over the fact that Fi and Shadow Link (specially the Four Swords Manga iteration) are technically the One constant all of the Links all but share and how people don't talk about it enough. And also my way to cope over rereading the Four Swords Adventures Manga again and my denial over Shadow being gone.

In the late hours of the night, you liked to talk to Fi and Shadow.

You weren’t sure if they could listen, not really, Sky said she fell asleep after his journey and First confirmed it soon after he joined the Chain, with the most heartbreakingly saddest smile, not quite grieving, but not quite ready to let go as -out of perhaps Legend- they were the ones who handled it with the most care. An echo and reflection of the way Four couldn’t quite look at mirrors without the rainbow in his eyes becoming more visible, almost gray in the shared grief in his mind and would say naught when questioned about it, choosing to deflect rather than clarify.

‘An eternal dream.’ was how vaguely how it had been described should anyone ask, ‘Not death in a way that matters, but... Close, almost enough to count.’

So over time, as you remained awake for your shifts once you’ve grow closer to the Chain, once you proved yourself as someone who could keep up and stand their ground, and a friend and a confidant over many, many sleepless nights and laughter and adversity, you couldn’t help but want to include them too as the rest of the Chain went to sleep and your watch time came. Usually masking it as telling stories or singing to either Wolfie or Epona.

You knew First knew, you were absolutely sure Sky was aware as the one who held the Sword that Seals Darkness the most, and that Four was onto you whenever you leaned somewhere nearby where his shade was cast.

Given as none of them called you out on it, you didn’t see any reason to stop.

(You couldn’t hear Fi the way they could, couldn’t tell the subtle shifts in the shadows under warm firelight the way Four had grown used to as Vio, but some times, you swore you could listen to an accompanying chime in duet, or catch the glimpse of the mirage of a smile

It wasn’t much, but it was enough.)

Continuation of incomprehensible chronicles

It truly seems viscous how the lies spill from my mouth as I speak to them that innate voice in my head chuckling giggling they will never know truly how would they know it nearly makes me pity it that thing inside them how it weeps

"Tatlong bilyon, ikaw lamang ang aking gusto"

Pairings; Wanderer x M!reader

cw: angst, amnesia, resurrection, hanahaki disease

Wanderer didn't know how many years— hell, decades has gone by ever since he saw you die. You were the only one who was there to talk to him, listen to him, comfort him– Yet, you were gone.

Back when he was Kunikuzushi; he didn't know what happened. Your death happened right in front of him— his fourth betrayal. The cold, metallic blood stained his clothes, your mouth filled with petals.

He could still remember your face, your voice, your panic to tell something to him, but he was far too innocent that time to understand. If he had the chance to turn back the time, he would've done something different.

He remembered that day as clear as glass.

"Kuni... I don't think I'll be able to live very long."

"What do you mean by that, M/N?"

"Come, I'll- cough tell you."

He should've noticed the blood-stained petal that came out of your mouth, that was a sign— yet, Kunikuzushi disregarded it, thinking it was normal.

"Kuni, no matter what, you have to promise me- cough something."

"Sure, what is it?"

"Always believe in yourself. Don't let your origin or past define you."

Just as Kunikuzushi was about to respond, you coughed tons of petals, blood dripping down from the side of your chin as your airways were starting to get blocked.

You looked desperate, in pain— yet you looked at Kunikuzushi with affection.

"Don't forget me."

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.

"Hey–! You dropped this!"

A voice called out to Wanderer. It was familiar, but he didn't want to get his hopes up, his mind convincing him that you were dead.

Just as he turned his body around to get the item he dropped, he made eye contact with those familiar E/C eyes, something that he couldn't take off his mind.

"M/N..?"

"Do I know you?"

Cuddle Pile!

The currents were frosty, as most things in Reaper's domain were. He felt right at home, but looking behind him, he was the only one who did.

"Why are we heerree," Error whined, rubbing his hands up and down his arms.

"You're the one who wanted to come here." Reaper shot back, using a particularly harsh flip of his tail to bat Error away. Dream chuckled from his place on Nightmare's shoulder. Error growled at the pair, speeding up to regain his spot behind Reaper.

"I didn't think it'd be so cold!" All the leviathans present turned and looked at their youngest in mild disbelief. "Okay, let me rephrase. I didn't think it'd be so cold for us. We're leviathans for crying out loud,"

"It doesn't feel all that cold to me," Nightmare's voice held a humorous edge.

"I mean, there is one solution to warm up," Ink giggled. Before anyone could say another word, all five leviathans were wrapped up in colorful tentacles. Nightmare let out a screech as a second appendage wrapped him up to keep him from escaping. "Cuddle pile!" Ink cheered, pulling his siblings closer.

Dream, in his smaller form, snuggled against Ink's cheek, watching his twin thrash. Error curled around the tentacle restraining him, relaxing into it. Reaper simply let himself go limp, Ink pulling him around as he wished.

"I guess this is pretty warm," A light blush dusted Error's features. Nightmare was grumbling ancient curses, much to the amusement of the others.

"If you don't unhand me this second, I'm going to restart our war." Ink only laughed. "I'm not kidding!" Nightmare screeched indignantly. Ink only patted his head.

And there, the world's five most dangerous beings sat. Tangled together in a pile of warmth in the middle of a frozen wasteland.

Centuries ago, they would have torn each other apart for even thinking of being in the same territory. But time, as well as the help of certain mers and selkies, softened the titans and allowed them to enjoy the company of their siblings once again.