#bronya x reader

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aglaea -`✮´-

• aglaea will spot you (with her threads) laughing with another guest from across the room, and her chest will register a small, clinical tightening. she'll watch for a beat, evaluating tone, posture, and the cadence of your voices. is it friendly? flirtatious?

• she will approach slowly, because she prefers to observe before intervening. the walk towards you will be quiet, almost predatory in calmness

• you'll see her slowly approach you out of the corner of your eye. even without looking, you can feel the weight of her gaze upon your shoulders

• when aglaea is finally within reaching distance, you'll swiftly pull aglaea to you by the sleeve, lean in, and press a kiss to her lips like it's the most natural thing in the world

• the usually composed aglaea can only blink in surprise, the hint of a startled smile tugging at one corner. and when you pull away, her composure cracks into something like stunned delight, a small, pleased breath escaping her lips

• you'll loop your arm around aglaea and introduce her as "your partner in crime". aglaea will respond with a cold, clipped greeting... that dissolves into a soft laugh.

• she'll definitely scold you later, but tonight her ears will stay a slight, dusty pink

fluster level: 3/10

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bronya -`✮´-

• when bronya first spots you talking with the stranger, she tells herself that it's nothing. what's wrong with you talking to others? plus, you've always been friendly. still , her sharp eyes can’t help but linger on the way the stranger leans in, laughing softly at something you said

"am i overthinking this? or are they truly enjoying this person's company more than mine?"

• it's not jealously she feels, exactly, but a restless unease that makes her gloves tighten into faint fists at her side

• you'll notice bronya out of the corner of your eye, standing straighter than usual, lips pressed into a thin line. she's not storming over, but she's close enough that you know she's keeping an ear on your conversation

• eventually she'll approach. her intent is only to check in, maybe offer a polite word to remind the stranger of her presence. but before she can speak, you turn toward her with a bright smile, reaching out to lace your fingers with hers and tugging her closer. you then lean in and brush a kiss against her cheek, or perhaps press one firmly to her lips without hesitation

• bronya freezes. her composure cracks instantly. eyes blown wide, breath caught, a bright red blush blooming across her face. she'll try to say something, but will end up stuttering out an incomprehensive sentence instead

"w-wh-what are you...doing? right here? in front of everyone?" she'll stammer

• in an attempt to hide from the onlookers, she will step closer to you, slipping an arm around your waist before burying her face against your shoulder. the warmth of her blush will seep through your shirt, and though she will stay silent, you will feel the faintest tremor of her sigh

"you...you are insufferable..."

fluster rating: 10/10

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himeko -`✮´-

• himeko usually isn't the jealous type, but a small flicker of doubt will spark in her chest as she continues to watch quietly. the way their eyes seemingly move up and down your body. the way you seem to be flushing under their gaze. himeko will continue to watch quietly, sipping her coffee, telling herself it's nothing

• when she finally has had enough, she'll gracefully make her way over, her presence calm and composed as always. you don't even notice himeko until she places a gentle hand on your arm or shoulder.

• the doubt in her heart will dissolve the moment you turn around, lighting up at her arrival. without hesitation, you'll lean in and give her an affectionate kiss on the cheek.

• himeko will freeze for half a second. despite being a composed leader, she isn't immune to surprises, especially when it comes to you being openly affectionate in front of others. her refined mask will crack, the corner of her lips will quiver up into a soft, almost bashful smile. and, if you look closely enough you might even be able to catch the faintest blush bloom across her cheeks!

• she'll let out a soft chuckle, ruffling your hair as a form of payback

"darling...feeling bold today?"

• once the conversation wraps up, himeko will lean closer and slip her hand into yours with a gentle but affectionate squeeze. she won't admit it outloud, but she'll be touched. your single act of affection will have silenced every lingering doubt she had in the span of a heartbeat.

• but be warned, you were the one who broke the pda barrier. for now on, himeko will no longer hold herself back when the urge to show affection strikes, whenever it may be

fluster level: 4/10

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navia -`✮´-

• navia's first instinct is to trust you, but her heart betrays her. she's confident in herself and in your relationship, but when she sees you chatting that warmly with someone else, a little string tightens in her chest

"don't be silly...they wouldn't..."

• she'll try and rationalize the situation. tell herself the stranger is just asking for directions. maybe you're just being polite? but she notices how animated you look, and how close you're standing, and she starts feeling that creeping heat of jealousy that she doesn't often let herself indulge in

• navia won't sit on the feeling for too long, sauntering over to you with a confident smile. she'll try to play it casual, but there will be a tiny waver in her voice when she greets you.

• whether it's slipping an arm around her waist, leaning in to press a quick kiss to her cheek, or intertwining your fingers, whatever you do has navia's heart doing a somersault. that show of affection catches her completely off guard

• you will practically see navia's confidence crumble away. her cheeks flush pink, her golden eyes go wide, and her hand instantly flies to her hat like she's trying to hide behind the brim

"o-oh...well! i see someone missed me..." she laughs nervously, stumbling over he usual eloquence

• once she recovers though, with a playful little tug on your sleeve to bring you closer, she’ll lean in and press a lingering kiss to your lips! take that!

"you do really know how to make a girls heart race, don't you?"

fluster level: 5/10

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keqing -`✮´-

• keqing is sharp, focused, and not one to let distractions pull her away from her responsibilities… but when her eyes catch you talking animatedly with another person...

• she'll try to convince herself that she's reading too much into it, but the longer she watches, the more her mind spirals

• she won't storm over right away. instead, she'll try to get your attention from afar by showing signs of displeasure. crossing her arms a little tighter, tapping her foot against the ground, and glaring at you

• eventually her patience will fray. with a brisk and assertive step, she'll walk over under the guise of "checking in"

• even just casually wrapping an arm around her waist or lacing your fingers through hers in front of the other person will have keqing's heart racing. her entire body will stiffen, her breath will catch, and she'll sputter out a quick "w-what are you doing?!", her sharp tone betraying her nerves more than her irritation

• she'll try to pull back at first, her pride clashing with the heat rising in her chest, but the sincerity in your gesture softens her resistance. she won't ever admit it out loud, but she loves that you so confidently showed who you belong to

• her fluster doesn't stop at just her voice. her cheeks will be bright, bright red, eyes will be looking everywhere but yours, and she'll be muttering something about you being "so careless" or "unbelievable"

• after she's recovered a little, she'll try to salvage her composure by lecturing you in her usual straightforward way. "you can't just do things like that out of nowhere...!" but the tremor in her voice and the way she's still clinging tightly to your sleeve gives her away

• if you dare tease her about how cute she looks when she's flustered...you might actually be banished to sleeping on the couch...

fluster rating: 9/10

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yae miko -`✮´-

• yae's default reaction is amusement, her lips curling into a sly smile as she thinks "my, my...what's this? are they trying to make me jealous?" even if she's not entirely serious, there's a little pang of possessiveness hidden beneath her teasing thoughts. but, she'll remain at a distance, pretending to be occupied with her own business while her ears are subtly twitching in your direction

• she tells herself that she is above petty jealously, but the longer the conversation goes on, the more she can't resist. eventually, she'll glide over with a sigh, ready to playfully insert herself into the conversation

• but before she can even open her mouth, you slip an arm around her waist and pull her close, close enough to press a kiss to her temple and introduce her as your partner.

• the reaction is sadly small, but immediate. her smirk will falter for a second, her eyes will widen just a tad, and a faint pink blush will dust her cheeks

"little one...how bold of you to make such a display in front of others..."

• as soon as the stranger awkwardly dismisses themselves, yae will not waste a second. her hand will snake around your wrist with a gentle but deliberate tug, leading you away from the busy path into a quieter corner where prying eyes won't follow

"you really do enjoy keeping me on my toes, don't you?"

• before you can even offer a reply, yae leans in and closes the distance. her kiss is deep, lingering, and far more passionate than the quick little display you gave her earlier. a proper kiss.

"now we're even..."

fluster rating: 3/10

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shenhe -`✮´-

• shenhe will watch you converse with the stranger from a distance. her face willl remain serene, unreadable, as she chooses to continue to observe

• shenhe will feel an unsual weight in her chest as she watches you speak with the stranger. she'll notice herself focusing on the small details of your interaction: the way you lean in, the way the stranger smiles, the warmth in your tone

"they are only speaking. there is no threat to them. why does it trouble me so?"

• despite her willpower, shenhe feels herself being pulled towards your interaction as a result of this unknown emotion. she'll move toward you in the same composed manner she will use for any proper approach

• when you greet shenhe warmly with a kiss to the cheek, she will not flinch her flush, only offering you a bit of a confused look

• she'll awkwardly pull you away with the person you were talking with, leading you to a quieter corner of the street before admitting that she felt an odd pull toward you, as though she needed to be beside you, but cannot explain why

• you'll explain with a laugh that this unknown feeling that's been plaguing her is jealousy. to soften her confusion, you will explain that her instinct to stand by your side is an expression of affection. her heart is telling her something before her mind can process it

"if jealously means i wish to remain near you, then...i will not fight it"

fluster level: 1/10

Acheron's sleep wasn't that much better off than her S/O's, especially during her journeys alone.

And in some capacity, she can understand their struggle of being able to truly rest, not even to mention the nihility that ate away at her very being.

But she'd always be happy to spend a night with S/O, holding them close and helping them sleep peacefully.

And in turn, she would also get a moment's respite, being able to relax herself.

(Acheron) "Feel better?"

(S/O) "Much, now that I have such a pretty lady near me."

She smiles at the joke, letting their head rest on her chest as she closed her eyes.

(Acheron) "Is that right?"

She may not remember this moment later down the line, but for now, she cherished every single second of it.

Firefly really hates it when she isn't there for S/O, knowing that they weren't getting much sleep without her.

But when she finally returns, she lovingly hugs them tight in bed, nuzzling against their neck and relaxing herself when she feels them do so as well.

(S/O) "Welcome home, Firefly..."

(Firefly) "Hehe, thank you...~"

Firefly gives them a peck on the lips before resting her eyes, feeling them slowly drift to sleep.

In some ways, she was in the same boat as S/O. She couldn't really relax at night herself after getting used to their presence.

Her need for sleep isn't as high, but that doesn't mean she won't appreciate the comforting presence of her loved one.

Bronya is extremely willing to collapse into bed with S/O. If anything, she has the opposite problem of falling asleep with her being so busy.

On some nights, it may be a little restless, or she may have a nightmare.

But the moment she realizes S/O is next to her still, she quickly relaxes.

So, Bronya is all too happy to return the favor, helping them get their much needed rest simply by sharing the same bed.

At first, she used to get flustered by being so close under the sheets, but now she just snuggles into them without a second thought.

Tomorrow she'd have to resume her duties, but for now...-

(S/O) "A-Ah! You're a little cold..."

(Bronya) "Hm, then it's your job to make me warmer, dear.~"

Himeko + Kafka — Getting touched on the train by two women

How the hell did this happen? It was quite the busy train today — so practically everyone had swarm in as soon as the train's door open, leading to most of the passengers standing up the whole ride through; with you being one of the unlucky ones. But just as you let out a tired sigh, you feel a hand crept up from behind you. At first you assumed it was just an accidental graze 'cause of how little-to-no room there was in the train, but after some time and noticing the hand hadn't left the spot it touched, you began to worry — about to turn around to say something to the person until the person in front of you grabs you by the face and presses you deep into their chest. The soft breasts of this person enveloping you in their warmth, with a waft of their perfume filling your nose. Was this lady trying to protect you from the person behind? Is that why she did pulled you? However, you can faintly make out the sound of both women laughing — giggling to themselves as they began to whisper. That's when you realised... This was all just a set up by them. "You sure have a good eye when it comes to picking out the good ones, Himeko — this one's cute." The voice behind calls out, suddenly grabbing your breast and fondling them. "I like her." But just as she said that, you could feel Himeko's chest rising, letting out a sigh in discontent. "—You're one to talk. You're just as eager as me when it comes to this stuff, Kafka." She then also follows suit and grabs your ass, giving it a squeeze that causes you to yelp. "Though I guess it's fine. We have plenty of time anyways to enjoy ourselves. Isn't that right, sweetie~?"

Acheron + Blackswan — Caught cheating, but she joins in too

What the hell were you thinking...? From the moment you called Blackswan over, to then having her pinning you to the couch and tongue fucking you — you should've realised by then that this whole thing was a mistake. You shouldn't be doing this... But it just felt so good, didn't it? Her soft lips kissing you so passionately, yet softly as it left lipstick marks all over you. Her eagerness was definitely there for sure as she left no skin untouched. But while this all happened... The front door suddenly slammed open and in came Acheron, your wife, who looked down at you both — simply taking in the scene and not saying anything. So then, could you really blame her for punishing you? Since you wanted to slut around so much, then she'll treat you like one. Pumping and ramming her cock into your cunt while the, 'poor' you, can barely manage to stay coherent as she quickens up her pace. Hitting your sweetspot continuously and bully your cervix with her tip, causing you to see stars at this point. Lucky for you, or maybe not, your moans get captured by Blackswan's cunt as she rides your face vigorously; after all, she was punishing you as well for lying to her about not having a partner. Maybe next time you should've been more honest... Maybe then you'll get to experience this again if you ask nice enough. "Where did all your confidence go? You had the guts to go behind my back, so you might as well properly act like what you are — a stupid slut." "Now, now — the reason she can't answer back is because of our positions, no? But I'm sure she'll explain herself once we're done with her."

Bronya + Seele — Stuck in a wall

This is some sort of joke... Right? How could you have possibly be this stupid enough to try and squeeze yourself into a tight hole and think you'd get out of it? Now you're stuck here! Oh, but then you hear a pair of footsteps coming up from behind you — It was strange not seeing who the people were because of your little 'predicament' but you wanted to have some hope that they'll help you out of this mess. "Well, well — look what we have here. Seems like one of your 'guards' happens to be off duty, or are they slacking off?" "Don't look at me like I caused this, I—" "So you're saying they did this without your knowledge?" then, a sudden hand strikes down on your plump ass — causing you to yelp at the sudden contact and squeeze your thighs together. From behind, you can definitely hear one of them being in the shock, while the other began snickering to herself. "Then you might as well use this as an opportunity to properly show who's 'boss' around here, don't you think?" It was god awfully just being stuck, but it was another entirely having your body grope from behind without knowing where they'll touch next. By now, it's been a couple of hours and their relentless teasing hasn't ceased in the slightest. You couldn't tell who had been forcing your legs open the whole time but you can definitely tell which was on top, and who was on the bottom — as you had caught their names early on. The one who was more 'mean' and brutal the whole time was "Seele" who seemed to be the one on top of you right now — fingering and tonguing your ass as she continued to spank you whenever you start moving too much. While the other one on the hand was 'Bronya' — Although being a bit more gentle compared to Seele, she was still overstimulating you by fingering your aching pussy while licking your clit feverishly. Non-stop sucking on it and purposely moaning into it when she notices you getting closer to another orgasm. Perhaps ... It'll be over soon. Right?

Natasha + Serval — Drunken mess

Now you're just doing this on purpose, aren't you? Of course you'd be stared at and hit on if you're wearing something like that to a night club — especially by two hotties who had been with you the whole time. Dancing and following your every move, grinding your bodies together as the music blasts in the background, your mind barely even there; as your first mistake was when you thought you were just having fun with them. Giving playful looks as you continued to tease and whisper things you don't even remember saying. So it's quite obvious that you don't ever remember being taken to the women's bathroom and being put into one of the stalls. Where they hushed you with reassuring sweet nothings as they start taking off your clothes, one by one, stripping you down of all your worth as they began reprimanding you for being so 'easy.' But could you really blame them? You were just so... cute when you moaned into the kiss, or when they start to suck on your perky nipples — messing you up even further as you tried your best to reciprocate back, or when you 'had enough' and start pushing them away. "Easy there lil bunny. We don't want you hurting yourself even more now, do we? I mean, I guess you could say we have a doctor on standby but it'd be better if you're still out of harms way." "Seriously bringing up my job now? Well, you're no better — for a singer, you sure aren't very vocal and honest about what you truly want from 'lil bunny' over here" A sigh left the lady's lips as she ushers closer to you and presses your face into her chest. "See here? I think lil bunny likes me more ♡" "Oh yeah? Is that what 'bunny' thinks?" The other lady then grabs your hair and pulls you away, making you face her instead as she starts moving her hand closer to your inner thighs before getting down to your core. "Lets see what she'll think after we play some more~"

Silver wolf + Sparkle — Livestreamed

Now everyone knows how much of a slut you are... You never should've taken their suggestion so lightheartedly and didn't think they'd actually follow through with it. With your VR headset on, you can definitely make out the game you were intending on playing but can barely see what's actually going on in 'reality.' With a yelp, you suddenly feel your legs being suspended off the ground and being lifted into the air as your arms were quickly tied behind your back before you could even struggle free from whoever was holding you right now. An obvious, but familiar laugh that made you realise who it was instantly. "Check this out, chat! Here we got a cutie who was playing all by herself just now without us! Y'know what that means, don't you?" "Let's just cut to the chase — we're here to punish this noob for leaving us out. Care to make any suggestions on where we should start first? Oh, lookie here, a donor already~" Their giggles were what filled the room as start unclothing you in front of the 'audience' behind the screen. First it was your top, then your bra, then it was your pants — and now all that's left was your panties. They didn't take it off as fast as they did with the others. Instead, they wanted to take their time with this one. For a moment, neither of them said anything to you, to the 'chat,' or even to each other — letting the silence overtake the room while it left you suspenseful of what'll come next.

serval

serval would prefer dates that are a bit more hands-on. she would take a page from lynx’s book and take you out on a camping date to watch the aurora. it's been long since she went camping but the knowledge from when she was serving in the army still remains in her.

but instead of preparing the camping materials beforehand, she’d be the type to just go with the flow. she’d bring a few essentials and the rest will be decided along you go and with serval’s quick thinking. the camping goes smoothly for the most part aside from some hiccups like monsters and serval burning the food.

she’d bring her guitar along too, of course. she’d play for you with the aurora as witness and the hearth of the camp fire embracing the both of you with warmth.

“the view looks amazing here, serval. thank you for taking me here,” you look up at the countless streaks of emerald painting the sky. “yes, it’s breathtaking,” serval mutters in reply and you turn towards her to see her blue eyes already on you. she smiles at you before standing up and going inside the tent, leaving you confused. she comes back with her guitar.

“i know this is cheesy but i thought it wouldn’t hurt being romantic from time to time,” she plops downs and gives the acoustic a few strums. “i dedicate this song to you, my love.”

bronya

as the supreme guardian, she is always swamped with work thus there are only a few times when she goes outside. this also means that dates between the two of you are rare if you don’t count eating meals with her.

she can’t really take you on movies like normal couples because it would take the whole facility to be rented out and bronya’s nice enough to think about the other civilians whose plans might be ruined because of her personal endeavors. the times that she is able to go outside, she takes you for a walk in the gardens. you both walk down the flower path, talking about anything and everything. both of your hands are intertwined as the both of you admired all the kinds of plants that managed to withstand belobogs harsh climates.

at the end of the path awaits a picnic she readied herself, she insists that she should be the one to prepare without any help from the servants to add her personal touch. the act of preparing sandwiches and picking the right blanket has special value to bronya since she can’t be there for you to do acts of service most of the time.

after your appetite is satiated, both of you lay down to admire the sky. bronya falls asleep besides you peacefully, even sleep is a luxury the supreme guardian can’t afford nowadays so you’re glad to see her rest. you press a kiss to her forehead as bronya forgets the worries of the planet and the responsibilities of a huge title.

“peanut butter and jelly, check. grilled cheese, check. orange juice, check. apple juice, check.” bronya mutters as she goes through the menu she prepared for the third time. it’s not as grandiose as one would think when dating the supreme guardian but she prepared a little bit of each, to say the least, to make up for the simplicity.

she heard footsteps from behind and saw you approaching. she wipes her sweaty hands on her skirt, your relationship has been going on for quite a while but still you never fail to make her nervous. “sorry. i hope i didn’t make miss supreme guardian wait for too long,” you smile at her and bronya’s heart soars. “you’re just in time,” she pats the spot beside her. you sit beside her not before raising your eyebrows at the plethora of food baskets laid in front of you.

“bronya, you didn’t have to prepare all of this,” you were touched to find the amount of effort your girlfriend put. “this is the least i could do. i’ve been neglecting my duties to you, allow me to make up for it,” she takes your hands and kiss the back of it, a gesture she couldn’t do in public.

stelle

the perfect bonding time for stelle is rummaging through trash cans together but since not everyone can appreciate the art of opening trash cans she’s fine with something similar. that’s how most of your dates are: going to junk shops or thrift stores. she like going over all the trinkets even if the item doesn’t have any particular use or is unable to operate anymore. she’s more interested in the history: how it was made and how it ended up there.

i feel like she’s also interested with unopened safes or treasure boxes and she’d buy them just so you can both guess what’s inside and opening them together. think of blind boxes they sell online. then you’ll make up wild stories of the items.

she’s probably friends with the owners and the staff. everytime both of you go somewhere new you’d both make it a point to go to the local junk shop. it helps both of you to learn about the lifestyle and culture of the planet.

you probably have a pile of random things that stelle found in your room. most of the time they remind her of you something like “this toothbrush made me think of that one time you washed the sink” or somthing. the item doesn’t really correlate with the memory but its more than enough to prove her unconditional love for you

you hear a knock on your door and you open it to find your girlfriend beaming at you while holding up two trash bags. “look what i got, babe!” she smiles at you proudly. “that’s great, stelle! i’ll go prepare a bath,” you say as you automatically head towards the bathroom, you were used to this. “nuhuh, where do you think you’re going?” stelle drops the reeking trash on your bedroom floor and snakes her hands around your waist to pull you close to her.“

we’re not going anywhere until i get my kiss,” she blinks her eyes at you like a cute puppy and you sigh before grabbing her sides of her face for a passionate kiss. she hums against your lips as the weight of her body crushes you. you both pull away breathless only for her to pout at you like a kicked puppy, “one more."

seele

seele may not admit it but she likes hanging out with kids. she says they annoy her and the only reason she’s with them is because she doesn’t want them causing headaches to natasha, who already has a lot on her plate. sometimes she says there is nothing to do anymore ever since the underworld and the overworld has been bridged and most of her former work is being handled by the silvermane forces.

but you know better, you never miss her little scowl every time she doesn’t find where the kids are hiding or hear her small grumbles when they ask her to go around town to find scraps for their play house. but you also don’t miss how she looks at them with the fondest eyes paired with softest smiles.

and if there is one thing she loves as much as she loves playing kids that would be seeing you play with them. you see it evident every time you catch her eyes while you lift the kids up in the air or pat them in the head or let them ride you back. and seeing you and the kids smile reminds her of why she joined wildfire in the first place, to protect these priceless smiles. she looks at the scene and suddenly she’s thinking about ways on how she can ask if you wanted to build a family with her. a family she could give the love she had that she wasn’t privileged to when she was growing up.

seele’s hands trace the back of your palm as you both lay in bed. you recognize it as the behavior she does when she wants to tell you something but couldn’t. so you switch from your position of laying flat on your back to face her fully to let her know your attention is on hers fully. she heaves a sigh, squirm and squeeze your hand in a series of fast motion and before you can react she’d already open her mouth.

“someday, it doesn't have to be right now, . it doesn't have to be anytime even, if you don't want to," seele starts and her eyes fly around the room. you rest your hand on her cheek and caress it.

another sigh escapes her. "someday, would you like to have a family with me?” seele asks and there’s hopeful tone in her voice that makes you swoon. “if that’s what you want, yes,” seele replies almost instantly. “no, i’m asking you.” and you response without missing a beat as well. “yes, i'd love to have kids with you, seele.” you say as you stroke her features and seele feels her eyes become wet at your words.

march 7th

it goes without saying that march likes taking pictures. and her favorite subject is you. there is a whole album of you in her phone that contains so much pictures she needed to buy several memory cards. she likes taking pictures in bursts so there are a lot of similar photos but she never deletes them even if the difference is a centimeter change in angles, she argues that each photo is precious.

she picks out the ones she likes best to print out and put in her scrapbook album. she spends hours on picking the right one and there are countless times where she has to resist the strong urge to just print everything. she writes the date of when it was taken and some notes (more like whole paragraphs expressing her love) to commemorate what you did that day. she decorates them with things that reminds her of that day. for example, she would take a picture of you with a flower crown and the page is decorated with the petals from the same flower. below that is a little message of what the flower meant and how it suited you.

when she is finished she gifts them to you on your anniversaries. and when you’re away or she has to go on expeditions, she definitely brings it with her to browse through when she misses you.

march delicately flips through the pages, caressing the photos, the colorful letters and the little stickers she vividly remembers putting there. “i can’t wait to see you again,” you can hear the pout in her voice through the phone. “give me lots of kisses when i come back?” she hates being away with you but the photo books make it a little more bearable.

“of course, as many as you want,” you say on the other side as you look through your own copy of photo book. a pile of them from when march gifted then to you on your anniversaries or when she felt like it. “or maybe you’d prefer something more than that?” you add suggestively. march turns bright pink and looks at a particular black leather bound photo book.

ruan mei

ruan mei can get a little occupied with her research to the point that she ignores her well-being and sometimes you just have to remind her that she hasn’t ascended to aeonhood yet and her body is still human with human needs and human boundaries.

she is not used to having other people care for her so the concept of it is relatively new. she was definitely surprised when you come to her lab with some snacks or some tea. and the thing with her is that, at first, she thought it was hindering her progress. maybe it’ll take a fight for her to actually realize she’s taking it for granted and apologize with feeding you with sweet treats, made by her of course. on the other hand, you learn to differentiate the time where you should step in or not over time.

however, ruan mei would grow too accustomed to your presence in her lab and would actually starting want you there more and more. before she can even realize, she’s putting more hours in her studies just so she can see you barging in with your cute frown, becoming slowly addicted to the warmth she feels every time she receives your care.

“i’m just gonna leave it here,” you say as you gently place the tray of cheesecake and orange juice on the unused table. “take a five, babe. the cheesecake wouldn’t be as delicious if you leave it for too long,” you give her a peck on her forehead and the scientist leans to your touch a little more so she can feel your lips better while her eyes scan through papers.

you turn to head towards the door and take your leave but a cold hand catches your wrist before you could move further away from her. “stay,” her tone was more commanding than pleading and her eyes are still trained on the words in front of her. but you knew she wasn’t reading it anymore. her hand goes to the nearest chair to pull it beside her but her hands paused suddenly. her palms hovers in the air for a second before she retracts it and pats her lap. you raise your eyebrows in amusement but indulge her nevertheless. after all, who were you to refuse.

herta

even in your relationship, the great herta is a bit too prideful for her own good. that’s why she relies on her puppets to convey her emotions to you but even her puppets are emotionally constipated so there's not much of a difference. but it's herta so she still makes it work in her favor anyway. after all, she can just tell you its a ‘malfunction’. she makes them do her bidding such as keeping you company under the guise of ‘babysitting’ you or gifting you new technology that makes your life a tad bit easier which she likes to call ‘letting you test a prototype’ or giving you ‘leftovers’ that looks a little too fresh to be called one.

we’re talking about herta here so naturally she’s the first one to grow tired of the own arrangement she made. eventually, she feels her chest getting a little tighter every time she watches her puppets do acts of service for you doing you favors. she actually asks nous about the feeling and how to get rid of it. the aeon just laughs at her, saying ‘maybe you found your new research topic’. and the poor scientist just blinks at the higher being.

she’s a bit lost on how to overcome the feeling so she just pops up randomly throughout the day and stare at you because she doesn’t know what to do.

“she should go to the basement to find out what’s going on,” the puppet beside you comment as you both watch the horror movie playing on the large screen in front of you. you still don’t know how you roped her into this but here you were.

“what? no, that’s the worst thing you can do. that’s like the big no no in horror movies,” you argue as you look beside you to find that the small woman beside you is not a puppet anymore but rather the herta herself. you move back in surprise after a double take, “what are you doing here?” herta moves an inch closer. “it was my turn to babysit you,” the woman shrugs nonchalantly as her hand reaches for the popcorn on your lap.

robin

it’s only natural that the renowned singer dedicates songs to you and she does, there are countless songs and several albums singing her love for you. robin insists that no melody can truly convey how she feels for you but its the closest way of expression. she never release them for obvious reasons but there are some that are vaguely coded enough for the fans not to speculate that she releases. and her heart is full every time she sings her never ending emotions for you for the whole universe to hear.

but it doesn’t end there. no, robin is too much of a lowkey freak to keep things sfw. she has tracks, albums that recounts your nightly adventures with her. too explicit that anyone listening would probably have a heart attack hearing the sweet robin sing such filthy lyrics. she makes you listen to it in front her and she never tells you which kind of song it is because she enjoy seeing your face turn a shade of darker red with each beat.

oh and you best bet she incorporate your sounds as well, blending your moans and hers with the sound of vibrator over a slow, sultry beat mixed with her breathy voice that is a drastic change from her usual sweet, honey one.

“darling, you promised me you’d help me record a new song,” robin muses as she puts her hand over her mouth to giggle while her other hand curls inside you enough to hit that spongy spot. she reaches for the mic beside you and hovers above you. you watch her as she gives it a dirty lick and a kiss before putting the mic closer to your lips so your moans are transmitted to the speakers surrounding the studio room.