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Claude was busy. He hadn't intended to be so preoccupied with everything going on around him, but duty calls. You'd been understanding about it, even if he spotted the way you looked at him when you both passed each other in the halls without even having a chance to speak. Looking as though you wished he'd just stop even if for a moment longer.

It's harder when he has to travel away elsewhere. You'd always ask if he had to leave, and when you laid in him arms he found himself pondering the same. "Stop looking at me like that I'll come back, I promise." You still pout, but you at least don't look at him like he kicked a puppy in front of you. And you so graciously take the kiss on your forehead as gesture of goodbye without too much tempting for him to stay.

When he finally returns, after the days away and the business of before his departure ready to collaspe into bed beside you. His eyes spot your sleeping form in the dark curled against something else other than the usual blankets. His cape. He chuckles to himself, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"It's a good thing you didn't pull something like this before I left, or else I wouldn't have gone at all." He murmurs, softly moving a hand to brush some of the stray hairs off of your face. You stir ever so slightly, calling his name into the dark. "I'm here." He replies. Unsure if you had done so in sleep or waking, but meaning his words regardless.

oooooh hi!!!

well i love the artwork of diluc playing violin so i'm gonna say he plays that, but i also hc that he can play piano too (fingers, yk 👀)

truthfully, no i don't think he can paint, i guess you could call him artistically challenged lmao, but he sees the beauty in art even if he isn't great at making it himself

i really like pairing diluc with an creative!reader because he would be so supportive of the art you make and show him, whether it's a painting or music or whatever else, he'll give you that small fond smile and tell you how talented you are <3

ofc!! i used some of our hcs for the music hehe

the slow classical music drifts through the air as you and lucifer turn slowly, pressed together. his hand is on the small of your back, yours is on his shoulder, and your eyes are fixed on his.

it’s peaceful.

lucifer, of course, is the superior dancer out of the two of you, but you don’t mind, just relishing in the fact that you’re with him, enjoying yourself. the speaker is set up on the coffee table, and the couches are on either side of you, but there is still enough room in between all of that to be able to dance mostly unhindered.

candles line the windowsills, flickering gently, and you sway gracefully as the song continues, soaking in each other's company. the song switches then, to smooth jazz, and a smile quirks on your lips as lucifer brings you even closer to him, some of the proper form he had been holding easing up.

none of the others are supposed to back back for a good while still, and the thought of being able to do this for a while still makes your heart sing. lucifer, somehow sensing it, spins you, and oh, how you love this man.

thank you!!

👑 You weren’t exactly super athletic, but you figured it be nice to at least keep yourself kind of active, and what better way than to work out with your boyfriend?

👑 Unfortunately it doesn’t exactly go quite as planned-- His partner is there and lets be real, around the people he loves, Leon is a pretty goofy guy!

👑 So he starts cracking jokes, and making silly faces, and all that as he’s doing pushups. Every time he pushes himself up, it’s another ridiculous expression. And your laughs, giggles, and snorts just fuel him.

👑 He gets even more expressive, but less focused on his routine as time goes on. He’s starting to break out in laughter himself, and it’s so damn hard to keep yourself upright, and hold weights properly when you’re laughing, and starting to laugh even harder because now your partner is making funny faces right back.

As the City Sleeps (OC x Leon) Commissioned by @lightningnose​ Commission info ~~ “You’re an idiot for thinking I could love a failure like you.”

The words echoed around him, clanging against the walls, against his head, into his ears like nails on a chalkboard. They shot straight into his heart, sitting there hard and heavy as he processed what she was saying.

“But, Ree…” Leon started, his voice strangled as if his lungs held no air. “You said that you loved me for me, that you always loved me for me. You said my title didn’t matter… that all of that didn’t matter...”

Leon wasn’t sure what was worse – Ree’s piercing laughter, or how she rolled her eyes at him, as if he were some idiotic child too stupid to understand the rules of whatever game she was playing. Her arms were crossed, eyes dark, as she stared him down.

“Who could actually love you after you lost? People love Champion Leon, not whatever nobody you are now. Looks like you’re useless and stupid.”

Leon’s heart shattered yet again, his chest feeling concave as he processed what she said, how she was looking at him, how she was speaking to him.

She was right. Who could love a failure? Who could love a nobody like him? He wasn’t the Champion, so he wasn’t anything. He was no longer the best, and that meant he was nothing. His friends would leave him. His family would leave him. Ree would… Ree would…

His chest tightened at the thought. And finally, with eyes cold, those three terrible words that Leon dreaded finally dripped from Ree’s lips.

“I’m leaving you.”

thank you, you’re so sweet! thanks for sending something in, i hope you like it <3

sleepy leon is, by far, the Cutest Thing

plus, it’s made even better by the fact that you feel like it’s reserved solely for you to see in the homely little apartment you share

he’s definitely the type of person to be absolutely adamant that he Is Not Tired all while his head is falling onto your shoulder and his eyes are drooping closed

(while that’s cute, he also does these spooky full body yawns that make his jaw click and his eyes roll back like he’s possessed, and... well. as much as you’d like to try and think of it as endearing, even leon can’t pull that off)

you’d have to nudge him awake gently to actually get him to wake up and go to bed instead of sleeping on the sofa

of course, the best way to get him to wake up is to scratch his scalp in just the right place and coo a little into his ear

it still takes a while - like, a whiiiilllllle - of patient baby talk to get him to finally pull himself off the sofa and stumble into the bathroom so he can start getting ready for bed 

that being said, he’s a firm believer in a kalosian skincare routine and will abide by it religiously, so you stand by the door and watch patiently as he sluggishly cleanses, tones, exfoliates, moisturises - well, you get the picture

when he’s done, though, he’ll always ready your toothbrush for you  before he does his own - a little blob of toothpaste, a rinse under the tap - and it always makes you smile

leon is also very much a fan of chatting while brushing his teeth. the fact that he’s ranging somewhere from stifling yawns every minute to falling asleep on his feet means that trying to understand him is like trying to read an ancient language you’ve never seen before, so you usually just nod and ‘mhm’ along

he’s never complained, but you’re also not sure if he remembers, to be honest

once he’s finished, you pull him to the bedroom and help him undress and get into his pj’s

he always, always, a l w a y s gets flirty at this point. if he’s only a little sleepy and especially enthusiastic, well. who knows what’ll happen?

(i think we all know what will happen)

tonight, though, you force him to sit on the edge of the bed so you can take off his shirt - and you actually succeed, despite his grabby hands on your waist and his sweet compliments 

speaking of those compliments - he’s so lovely, but he’s rambling even as you’re pulling his shirt over his head and his thick hair, pulled into a messy bun (’wow. you’re so gorgeous, you know? i’m so lucky. you’re so wonderful and lovely and amaz-’)

really, you have no option but to shut him up with a kiss

tonight it doesn’t go further than that, though. he’s too sleepy and you’d feel too bad, even though you can definitely see he’s, um, very much into it

instead, you’re fluffing his pillows as he presses his head against your shoulder, dozing off a little, and it’s only a second before you’re pulling him into bed and brushing his hair back so you can press kisses against his face and neck and shoulders

he’s smiling as you do so, and you press one last kiss to his stubbly jaw before you move back just to watch him

he must be able to feel the way you’re looking at him, because he pulls his sleepy eyes open and meets your gaze with a warm, sleepy, sweet smile

‘i love you,’ he tells you, and pulls you in for another kiss. it’s so tender it makes your heart swell

a - affection: words of encouragement! leon always tries his best to be upbeat and positive, and so he’s always endlessly complimenting his s/o. sometimes, though, he’ll be left speechless by how good they look and he just sucks in a breath, cheeks rosy as he mutters out a “wow...”. leon.exe has shut down. also, he’s so embarrassing on social media, talks about his s/o all the time.

^ leon 

d - date: 

leon isn’t a fancy date kind of guy, honestly he’s down for whatever as long as his s/o is having fun. loves it when his s/o shows up to his matches and he can hear them cheering in the crowd! it pumps him up extra, and he always takes them wherever they want out to eat afterwards.

e - embrace:

13. “Maybe...if you ask nicely.”

You remind Raihan that your birthday is this week, and ask if he’s getting you something.

His smile is wicked. With your back against the wall, he props his arms up over your head. He moves in closer, so that he can whisper, “Maybe...if you ask nicely.”

Though it’s an arousing statement, you’re irked at the idea of asking your boyfriend for a birthday gift.

It shows in your face, and even more so in the push you give his chest in order to move away.

He laughs and quickly says he’s only joking—he got your gift weeks ago!