#ederity

domestic Ederity (+baby!) GO ---

She needed to dust.

It was an idle thought; trapped as she was by a sleeping toddler Charity couldn't do anything about it at the moment. She wished she'd remembered to grab her book or her knitting or something before sitting down.

Instead she was looking at being bored for--hopefully--a very long time. Because today was the first all week Peytra was actually taking a nap. Charity could deal with being bored for a bit if her daughter got much-needed rest.

She could watch the dust motes. There were plenty of them, dancing in beams of autumn sunlight. Chasing a toddler--and a dog and a cat--left less time than previously for cleaning. Not that she minded. She much rather have Peytra than a clean house.

Sparrow rolled on the floor, paws batting at the swirling motes as they invaded her sunbeam. Charity fought the urge to laugh. Peytra made a disgruntled noise in her sleep and snuggled closer, one pudgy fist latched on to Charity's shirt.

Taviloth and Ederity in the Kiss Picrew! Sadly couldn't get either Tekei or Heodi for various features, but!! I do have a bonus if she hadn't been a coward Tavi/Everin!

Tagged by @starsandskies for WIP Wednesday, and HEY I’m actually doing it on the correct day! :D Have some of the Ederity fic, which (unfortunately?) involves at least one of them getting sick. (Do they have the flu in Eora? Cuz I’m mean and that’s essentially what this is) 

[Charity] ran her fingers through his hair to brush the sweat-damp strands back fro his forehead, then leaned in to press a light kiss against his skin.

Edér stiffened and made a halfhearted attempt to pull back. “Not that I don’t appreciate it, Char, but you’re really gonna catch this if you do that.”

She chuckled and ran her fingers through his hair a couple more times. “I’m checkin’ your temperature, darlin’.”

“Never had a healer do it like that b’fore,” he mumbled, eyes drifting closed as he settled back in the pillows.

“Never married one b’fore, either,” Charity countered as she tucked the quilt up around his shoulders.

Edér cracked one eye open and shot her a wan smile. “True. I just don’t want you gettin’ whatever this...”

“Sweet of you.” Charity smiled and rested her hand against his cheek. “But it’s part of the job, both as a healer and your wife. I know you’d do the same for me.”

“Damn straight...” it was barely audible but still made her smile widen.

2. Who sits on their partner’s lap as they wrap their arms around their partners neck?

Charity usually winds up in Edér’s lap, and neither Tavi nor Aloth are big lap-sitters, so they actually don’t usually do that either way.They’re usually next to each other.

4. Who initiates the forehead touch™?

For Charity and Edér it’’s honestly 50/50. Both of them love to do it, so it’s a pretty even split. For Tavi and Aloth.... I feel like he usually initiates? It’s a simple, quiet(wordless) gesture of affection and that’s right up his alley.

6. Who wraps their arms around their partner who is cooking?

Charity’s definitely wrapping her arms around Edér. She does it all the time. Usually tickles him just a little bit when she does it, too. Aloth doesn’t cook much, and tbh Tavi’s reflexes still make hugging her from behind Not A Good Idea

8. Who cuddles up to the other on the couch?

Charity is usually the one doing the cuddling up, just because by the time Edér sits on the couch, he’s worn out enough from the day he doesn’t feel like moving. xD So she goes to him. He’s perfectly willing to do the cuddling, though, on days he hasn’t been run ragged. Tavi’s more often the one who will cuddle up to Aloth with the intention of cuddling; he’ll move toward her if they’re both sitting on the same couch just out of familiarity and feeling more comfortable when he’s close to her. 

10. Who picks up the other fireman style in a playful way?

Hahahahah. Edér and Tavi for their respective relationship. Charity loves it. Aloth is Not Amused. (there’s still a grudgingly fond smile bc for some reason he loves this woman, so if she insists on slinging him over her shoulder he can play along. For a minute. Or two.)