#araselis

Araselis, the horror of horrors.

not sure if this ones been asked yet, but the ro’s reactions to getting flowers, maybe?

hope you have a good day! :)

Viktor: Blushes a lot but puts them in a very prominent place in his dorm where everyone can see them. He’s used to getting flowers because his mom gets them for everyone for any possible occasion.

Theo: Makes such a huge deal about it. They kiss you, send a pic of the flowers to their family group chat, leaves them out as long as they possibly can. The flowers are, like, fully wilted before they’ll pitch them.

Charlie: Gushes over the flowers and tells you all the different meanings. Later, after you’re gone, they’ll call their moms and give the whole story. They’re the one who would learn how to dry flowers to keep a few blooms as a keepsake.

Luci: Probably almost cries the first time you give them flowers after all the Unchosen business. Their parents were never affectionate, even with gifts, so that kind of thoughtfulness is foreign to them. From MC, it means even more and kind of takes their breath away.

Cameron: They fully cry because their mom loved flowers and always had a fresh vase on the kitchen table. They display the flowers you give them in the kitchen just like she would’ve, and perhaps ask for an extra long cuddle at the end of the day.

Amri: They’ve gotten you flowers quite a few times by this point, most likely, but they’re incredibly touched that you return the sentiment. They’re used to doing the chasing and doting in their relationships so being the partner who is just appreciated for once is something they truly cherish.

Penny: Being a siren, she’s never gotten flowers before. She’s absolutely enthralled by them and spends quite a lot of time just staring at all the unique blooms. She’s rather taken with florals for awhile after this and makes quite a few dresses with floral fabric.

Harlow: They put on an indifferent front, but you could swear you see their lips tremble. They find a pretty vase, something vintage their grandmother had in her closet, and set the colorful blooms on their fireplace. You catch them looking at the flowers with fondness in their eyes more than once.

Avery: It’s been years since they trusted anyone with their heart, so the flowers are a novelty that make them quite emotional. They press a few in books to preserve them as a reminder.

Wraith: They don’t really get the meaning at first. They can’t remember much from their time as a human, but they know the flowers are somehow significant. As they brush their semi-incorporeal fingers over the petals, they cry pearlescent tears. They just wish they could take you into their arms, but they know that’s impossible.

Elis: They scoff at the mortal tradition, acting throughly disgusted by the flowers. However, when you walk in later and find them curled up in a chair in their reading corner, the flowers have been put in a vase sat on their side table.

Viktor: You’re connected by a string of fate, following it until you find each other.

Theo: You have their name tattoed somewhere on your body.

Charlie: You have a mark that symbolizes something your soulmate loves. You can have one or many depending on your soulmate.

Luci: You see in black and white until you meet their eyes for the first time.

Cameron: You have a timer counting down until the moment you meet.

Amri: Anything you write on your skin appears on them as well.

Harlow: You have their first words to you tattooed on your arm.

Penny: You see each other in your dreams when you fall asleep at the same time.

Avery: There’s a mark on your skin that shows where your soulmate will touch you for the first time.

Wraith: Whenever your soulmate gets a scar, you do as well.

Elis: Whenever they get injured, you get injured.

Viktor, Luci, Cameron, Amri, Theo, Charlie, and Elis would all be the ones making breakfast in bed for MC.

Elis, by @greatprotector-if 🖤

When you glance up for permission, those devastated eyes meet yours and they give you an unreserved nod.

When your eyes fall on Elis, the gulf of space between the two of you seems to disappear. There’s smoke in the air and the room is on fire, but you focus only on the way they rush toward you. Long strides carry them closer and closer until you’re within their grasp.

Strong arms pull you in close, scarlet wings encasing you like armor. The feathers are a comfort, as soft against your skin as their lips are pressing against the crown of your head.

“Elis?” You croak out, glancing up at them.

“My fool,” They sigh sharply, eyes pitch black and blood red and focused only on you, “My destiny.”

Their thumb gently rubs at the blood on your cheek as they take in every detail of you. The gold of their jewelry glints brilliantly under the low light, shifting as they slowly remove you from their embrace. Their eyes focus forward now, looking beyond you, all traces of their soft comfort gone in an instant.

“What are you going to do?” You ask lowly, watching the way their sharpened canines peek out from behind their lips.

Elis looks back at you, fully in their element. It’s their purpose, the reason for their creation, yet they loathe this duty the most. For you however…