Pairings: Kit x reader (romantic), Kit x Jade (platonic), Elora x Jade (platonic)

Type of fic: Fluff

Warnings: None

Summary: You’re a new maid, but when you went to get Kit’s dirty clothes and acidentally walked in on her things were starting to change

Ps: This feel so unoriginal for me, but I just needed for this to be written

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The castle was alive with activity, and you were just one of the many new maids trying to find your way in the chaos of it all. You had been assigned to laundry duty, mostly for Airk and Kit Tanthalos, as their clothes were always in need of washing. You didn’t mind—there was something almost meditative about scrubbing clothes by the river with soap, a wooden washboard, and your thoughts. Plus, it gave you a chance to catch glimpses of Kit.

From the first day you saw her training in the courtyard, you had the biggest crush on Kit. She moved with a fierce elegance, her dark hair catching the light as she sparred with Jade. It wasn’t long before you found yourself stealing glances whenever you could, feeling your cheeks heat whenever she was around.

Today, you were on your normal route, heading to Kit’s room to pick up her dirty clothes. You expected the usual—a mess of training gear thrown carelessly on the bed—but what you didn’t expect was to walk in on Kit herself. She had finished her training early, and as you entered with your basket, she was in the process of taking her shirt off.

For a few seconds, you froze, your eyes widening as you stared at her toned back. The shock and embarrassment rendered you unable to move, and it wasn’t until Kit turned around, her eyes narrowing, that you snapped out of it.

“Do you mind?” Kit snapped, clearly annoyed. “Ever heard of knocking?”

“I-I’m so sorry, Your Highness!” you stammered, your face burning as you turned on your heel and fled the room. You practically ran to the kitchen, your heart pounding. You decided to stay there for a while, not wanting to face Kit again after what had just happened. It was mortifying, and you could only hope she wouldn’t hold it against you.

Meanwhile, Kit was still in her room, buttoning up a fresh shirt, a mix of irritation and something else she couldn’t quite place. Who was that maid, and why had she never noticed her before? Despite her initial annoyance, she had to admit that the girl was… beautiful.

Later in the day, Kit was hanging out with Jade. The two of them strolled through the gardens, talking about nothing in particular. As they turned a corner, Kit spotted you by the river, washing clothes with your wooden washboard. She was too distracted to watch where she was stepping, and she ended up stepping right into the clean pile of clothes with her dirty boot.

You looked up at her, and for a moment, your eyes met. You were clearly annoyed, though you kept your mouth shut, probably thinking she was angry for earlier. Kit stared at you, and for the first time, she saw your face fully, noticing your soft features and the determination in your eyes as you went back to scrubbing.

Kit and Jade walked a bit further before Jade nudged her, a grin on her face. “What’s up with you?” Jade asked.

Kit frowned. “What do you mean?”

Jade gestured back toward the river. “That maid. You were staring at her. What happened?”

Kit brushed it off, explaining what had happened earlier in her room. “It’s just weird. I’ve never seen her before, and now she’s everywhere. And… I don’t know, I feel strange around her.”

Jade smirked, giving her a knowing look. “You sure you don’t fancy her?”

Kit rolled her eyes. “That’s nonsense. I’ve known her for a few hours.”

But as the days went on, Kit realized that Jade was right. She found herself looking for you around the castle, her heart beating a little faster whenever she caught sight of you. She wanted to talk to you, to get to know you better, but there was something holding her back. She didn’t know what she had with Jade—whether it was something real or just a comfortable closeness.

One day, while sparring with Jade, Kit finally brought it up. “What are we, anyway?” she asked, her voice hesitant.

Jade paused, lowering her practice sword. She gave Kit a small smile, understanding dawning on her. “We’re friends, Kit. Maybe something more once, but not anymore. You should go talk to her.”

Kit felt a weight lift off her shoulders, and she nodded. After sparring, she changed clothes and set out to find you. She asked one of the maids where you were, and they told her you were by the river, washing clothes.

She found you there, your hands moving rhythmically as you scrubbed a shirt against the washboard. You looked up when you saw her approaching, your eyes wary. “Your Highness,” you said politely, “is there something you need?”

Kit awkwardly squatted down next to you, surprising you. She picked up a second wooden washboard and placed it in the river beside yours. You looked at her like she was crazy, and Kit couldn’t help but take it personally.

“I want you to teach me how to do this,” she said, pulling her own training clothes out of a small sack. She had taken them from her room, hoping to use this as an excuse to get closer to you.

You blinked, surprised. After a moment, you nodded, deciding that she meant no harm. You showed her how to use the washboard, moving your hands skillfully. Kit watched closely before attempting it herself, but her frustration grew as the dirt refused to come out.

“This is exactly what it’s always like with your clothes,” you said, unable to keep the hint of amusement from your voice. “They’re always the hardest to clean.”

Kit huffed, her annoyance clear. She pressed down harder, and you winced as you heard the fabric tear.

“Here, let me help,” you said, moving closer to her. You reached for her hands, guiding them gently as you showed her the right pressure to use. Kit’s cheeks flushed slightly, but she managed to hide it, focusing on the feel of your hands over hers.

After a moment, Kit playfully splashed you with water, a smirk on her face. You gasped, looking at her in shock. Before you could stop yourself, you splashed her back, and soon the two of you were laughing, water flying everywhere as you tried to outdo each other.

Across the courtyard, Jade and Elora stood, watching the scene unfold. Elora sighed, handing a small pouch of coins to Jade, who grinned triumphantly.

“I can’t believe you bet on this,” Elora muttered, shaking her head with a smile.

Jade shrugged, her eyes still on you and Kit. “Told you she’d go for it. Kit’s stubborn, but she knows what she wants.”

Elora watched as Kit finally managed to pin you down, her laughter echoing across the courtyard. “They do look happy,” she said softly, a smile tugging at her lips.

if you look at the framing of the shot when she breaks the surface at the end of episode 7 and the position her body is in (specifically her arms), it feels pretty much zoomed in but identical to when she fell in skellin. now obviously in the time scale of the show they were travelling the shattered sea for a really long time whereas we see these events play out one episode after the other, but that to me is a direct parallel that definitely 1) shows MASSIVE character development and 2) would be at least somewhat traumatic for her

1) in skellin she falls because she's fighting with elora, she's blaming elora for everything that's gone wrong in her life and she's just been ripped away from her dad. she's hurting, she lashes out. she actually tells people what she's thinking and feeling for once (she sure does know to pick her moments). at the shattered sea, it's the complete opposite of this. she goes over the edge of the world with elora, not against her. she chooses to jump knowing that she might be leaving loved ones behind rather than being forcibly removed from one. the only thing really massively different about the shot in ep7 is how the lighting really makes her dad's sword shine and makes it obvious that it's on her back. probably symbolising that in a way she does have him there with her, another opposite to skellin.

2) she's so quick to pull herself out of that water. obviously it helps that she was somewhat expecting it this time but she clearly broke the surface quickly, even with the extra weight of a sword. kit isn't exactly the best at communicating or dealing with her feelings, we know this, do you really think that she took time to properly process skellin while on the shattered sea? because i don't and i think she'd have Feelings about being submerged in water like that so soon after.

they could've easily shown elora hitting the water, but they zoomed on kit and on madmartigan's sword. that feels deliberate. every little detail in this show is so thought out, it has to be on purpose.

Both the MCs are gorgeous (and gay 😏), the rest of the cast is fairly likable, the plot is pretty decent (tho tbh the better episodes are when the plot isn’t all the relevant 😒), the fantasy aspects are done well. Idk it’s just real good 🤷‍♀️

I wanna dislike Kit, cuz she’s kind of a total brat, but idk I’m having the opposite reaction and sorta liking her lol Jade is great (and, again, fkn gorgeous). Elora is probly the only character I’d be completely content with the show even if she wasn’t there, but I don’t actively want her gone. I didn’t start off liking gray but he’s grown on me. The two old guys are both pretty fun. The brother sideplot (main plot? 🤔) I could do without but it’s where the whole story is so oh well.

Pairings: Kit x reader (romantic)

Type of fic: Comedy, Comfort, some fluff too

Warnings: Drinking

Summary: Kit was never a drinker, but once in a long while she allowed herself to get a bit loose and tonight was the night when she got into a competetion, when you led her to bed there was a small drunken want to have you, but please, Kit still in any state knows when to stop.

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The castle was alive with the hum of celebration, laughter bouncing off the high stone walls. Tables were piled with food and drink, music played from a corner of the grand hall, and people danced and mingled without a care in the world.

You had been enjoying the party alongside Kit, her sharp humor and infectious grin lighting up your evening. But at some point, she had excused herself, promising to return soon. That had been over half an hour ago, and you were starting to feel her absence like a weight.

Pushing through the crowd, you searched for her, scanning every corner of the hall. Eventually, a burst of cheers caught your attention, and you followed the sound to a smaller gathering near one of the long banquet tables.

There she was, seated across from a broad-shouldered man with a smirk plastered across his face. The table between them was lined with empty shot glasses, and in Kit’s hand was another filled to the brim.

You blinked. She’s… drinking?

Kit wasn’t much of a drinker. Sure, she didn’t shy away from a mug of ale or a glass of wine, but this—this—was new. Her opponent downed his shot with a grimace, but Kit followed it up immediately, her throat bobbing smoothly as she finished the vodka in one effortless motion.

The crowd erupted into cheers, coins exchanging hands as the man slumped forward, defeated. Kit grinned, her cheeks flushed—not quite from embarrassment, but from the alcohol coursing through her system.

You approached cautiously, taking the now-abandoned bottle from the table. A quick sniff confirmed it was vodka, and judging by the smell, it wasn’t a watered-down variety either.

“Kit,” you called, cutting through the noise.

Her gaze flicked to yours, and her grin widened when she spotted you. “Hey, there you are!” she said, standing a little too quickly. She stumbled, her balance wavering, and you were at her side in an instant, steadying her with a hand on her arm.

“That’s enough for tonight, champ” you said with a chuckle, but firmly, ignoring the good-natured groans from the crowd. Kit pouted for a second but didn’t protest as you helped her navigate through the sea of people and back toward your shared room.

By the time you reached your chambers, Kit was giggling at nothing in particular, the alcohol loosening her usual sharp demeanor into something far more playful. She flopped onto the bed with dramatic flair, her boots still on, and made no move to get up.

You sighed but smiled despite yourself. “Come on, Kit. Let’s get you out of this.”

She raised an eyebrow. “If you wanted me naked, all you had to do was ask,” she teased, her words slurring slightly.

“Very funny,” you said, shaking your head. You carefully removed her boots, then her tunic, replacing it with a soft cotton shirt. She grinned at you as you tugged on her pajama pants, her hand briefly brushing your hip.

The touch was light, almost instinctive, but you felt her fingers twitch as she pulled away. Kit’s grin faltered for half a second, her expression turning serious before the playful smirk returned.

“You’re too good to me, you know that?” she murmured, her voice low and warm.

“You’d do the same for me,” you replied, helping her swing her legs onto the bed.

With Kit tucked under the covers, you placed a glass of water on the nightstand and slid in beside her. She immediately curled into your side, her head resting on your shoulder.

“You’re my favorite person,” Kit mumbled sleepily, her voice muffled against you.

“You’re drunk,” you teased, pressing a soft kiss to her hair.

Kit hummed, already halfway to sleep. “Still true.”

The sound of clashing swords echoed in the training grounds as Kit and Jade engaged in a spirited bout. You stood by, attentively watching the exchange, arrows tucked into your makeshift quiver. As Kit executed a well-timed strike, she noticed your gaze and flashed a triumphant grin.

"See that move, Y/N? You could learn a thing or two from me," Kit teased, her confidence radiating.

You chuckled, taking the banter in stride. "Maybe, Kit, but archery requires finesse, not brute force."

Jade joined the conversation, offering a playful jab at Kit's training style. "Y/N's got a point. Sometimes subtlety can outmatch strength."

Kit, undeterred, twirled her sword with a flourish. "I'll take my strength over subtlety any day."

The banter continued as the trio ventured into a light-hearted discussion about their respective training preferences. As Jade offered guidance on refining Kit's technique, you interjected with insights on precision and accuracy drawn from her archery experience.

The sun began its descent, casting a warm hue over the training grounds. Kit wiped the sweat from her brow, turning to you. "You know, archery might have its merits."

You raised an eyebrow in mock surprise. "Oh? Admitting that subtlety has its place in the world?"

Kit's laughter rang out. "Maybe I'll ask you to teach me someday, when I'm not busy saving my brother’s ass."

The camaraderie between the three grew stronger with each passing day. As you and Kit continued to exchange playful banter, Jade found joy in watching their friendship flourish. Beneath the moonlit sky, the training grounds transformed into a haven of shared laughter, dreams, and unwavering support.

One evening, as they rested after an intense training session, Kit broached a topic that had lingered in her thoughts. "Y/N, you never talk much about your life before Tir Asleen. What brought you here?"

Your expression softened, your eyes reflecting the flickering flames of the nearby torches. "It's a long story, Princess, but sure I'll share it with you."

Seated in a circle, the trio delved into the intricacies of your past. The night unfolded with stories of a distant village, a peasantry burdened by injustice, and your journey to Tir Asleen in pursuit of a life free from oppression.

As the revelations unfolded, Kit and Jade listened attentively, offering empathetic nods and words of encouragement. The bond between them deepened, transcending the boundaries of royalty and commoner.

In the quiet moments that followed, Kit looked at you with newfound understanding. Their conversations became a tapestry of shared experiences, dreams, and vulnerabilities. You and Kit found solace in each other's stories, forging a connection that defied the societal norms attempting to dictate their paths.

As the moon hung high in the sky, casting a gentle glow over the training grounds, the princess, the archer, and the swordswoman continued their journey of camaraderie, laughter, and unwavering friendship.

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As the months passed, Kit found herself captivated by more than just your archery skills. There was an unspoken connection between you two, a magnetic force that drew Kit in whenever you trained together. Each clash of swords seemed to spark an invisible energy, leaving Kit feeling a mix of exhilaration and confusion.

Jade, ever perceptive, couldn't help but notice the subtle shifts in Kit's demeanor. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she began teasing Kit relentlessly, especially during moments when you were out of earshot.

"Kit, you seem a bit distracted today. Anything on your mind?" Jade quipped, a sly smile playing on her lips.

Kit shot her a glance, a mixture of irritation and embarrassment. "Nothing, Jade. Just focused on the training."

Jade chuckled knowingly. "Focused, huh? Is that what they taught you to call it?"

Kit's cheeks flushed, and she swatted Jade with the flat of her sword. "You're reading too much into it."

Jade feigned innocence. "Oh, am I? It's just amusing how you and Y/N have this... almost sexual tension when you're sparring."

Kit rolled her eyes, attempting to brush off Jade's comments. However, the seed of realization had been planted, and Kit couldn't deny the truth in Jade's words.

One day, as you and Kit engaged in a particularly intense sparring session, Jade couldn't resist making her presence known. She whistled from the sidelines, interrupting your rhythm. "Wow, if I didn't know better, I'd say there's a storm brewing here. Anyone else feel the heat?"

Kit shot Jade an exasperated look, but her heart raced in sync with the rhythm of the blades. You, oblivious to the underlying tension, raised an eyebrow at the teasing.

"What's going on, Kit? Jade seems to think we're putting on a show," you said with a bemused expression.

Kit stammered, attempting to brush it off. "Jade's just being... Jade. You know it."

Jade winked at Kit, enjoying every moment of her best friend's discomfort. "I'm just saying, there's a certain spark in the air. You two might want to address it before the entire kingdom starts placing bets."

As you and Kit continued your training, the unspoken tension lingered, creating a dynamic that neither could fully grasp. Kit, conflicted by her growing feelings, struggled to maintain composure. Jade, on the other hand, reveled in the unfolding drama, eager to see how it would play out.

In the quiet moments after training, Kit often found herself stealing glances at you, contemplating whether to confront the truth or let the unspoken connection linger in the realm of ambiguity.

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Kit and Jade engaged in a casual discussion as they prepared the training grounds for the day. The morning sun cast a warm glow, and the air buzzed with anticipation. Jade couldn't help but bring up a topic that had been lingering in the air.

"You know, Kit, you don't have to be so subtle about it," Jade remarked with a playful grin.

Kit raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. "Subtle about what?"

Jade chuckled. "About your feelings for Y/N, of course. Everyone can see it, even Airk and that’s a lot to say."

Kit rolled her eyes, dismissing the notion. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

As they continued setting things up, you approached, having overheard their conversation. You stumbled slightly on purpose, a subtle signal that you were well aware of the topic at hand. Without acknowledging it directly, you joined the conversation seamlessly.

"Morning, you two. What's the plan for today?" You asked, your tone light.

Jade exchanged a knowing glance with Kit, who tried to maintain composure. "Just the usual routine. Kit here is working on her sword skills."

You nodded, a small smile playing on your lips. "Sounds like a plan. Let me know if you need any help."

As the training session commenced, you couldn't help but steal glances at Kit in action. The rhythmic clash of swords echoed through the air, and Kit's prowess left an impression. You found herself captivated, realizing that your feelings were evolving beyond friendship.

Amidst the camaraderie and shared laughter, unspoken emotions lingered beneath the surface, gradually weaving a tale of friendship and a growing connection between the princess, the archer.

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Under the canopy of the garden, you and Kit strolled along, the quiet rustle of leaves accompanying your footsteps. Kit couldn't help but notice the subtle warmth between you two as your hands brushed, each touch sending a flutter through her.

As you walked, your blush deepened, and Kit couldn't help but be intrigued by the unusual sight. Finally, under the shade of a dark tree, you settled beneath the branches, gazing up at the stars scattered across the night sky.

The air held a sense of anticipation as Kit mustered the courage to open up. "Y/N," she began, her voice soft in the quietude of the night, "there's something I've been meaning to tell you."

You turned to her, her eyes reflecting the starlight. "What is it, Kit?"

Taking a deep breath, Kit confessed, "I… Y/N all I care about is you. And if you wanna come prehaps even run away to live somewhere freely, I would tag along, if that’s okay. ‘Cause I don’t wanna have any adventures unless they’re with you. I should’ve told you sooner, you know? And for that I am so sorry. I love you Y/N."

The confession hung in the air, and Kit anxiously awaited your response. The garden, once filled with the sounds of the night, now held a stillness that seemed to echo the beating of your hearts.

The soft glow of moonlight bathed the garden, casting a magical ambiance over you and Kit. As Kit hesitated, wondering if she had made a mistake, your lips met hers in a gentle yet passionate kiss. The world around you two seemed to fade as you became lost in the warmth of each other's embrace.

You, breaking the kiss with a smile, whispered, "I love you too, Kit."

The admission hung in the air, a delicate revelation that opened a new chapter in your relationship. You continued to sit beneath the tree, your fingers entwined with Kit's as you exchanged stories, dreams, and whispered confessions.

As the night deepened, your laughter echoed through the garden, blending with the soft rustle of leaves and the distant murmur of the night. Kit, captivated by the genuine warmth in your eyes, couldn't help but marvel at the depth of your connection.

You moved to a quiet corner under a blossoming tree, where Kit often went when she needed some silence. The fragrance of flowers mingled with the crisp night air as you settled, side by side, on a stone bench. The stars above you two twinkled as if conspiring to keep your secret.

In a small awe by the magic of the night, Kit leaned in to steal a sweet kiss, savoring the taste of the moment. You responded with a tender passion, your fingers gently tracing patterns on Kit's arm. It was a dance of hearts, an unspoken language that surpassed words.

As the night wore on, you eventually found yourselves lying on the cool grass, cuddled together like pieces of a puzzle fitting seamlessly. You, usually the more reserved of the two, nuzzled into Kit's embrace, her heartbeat echoing the rhythm of the garden.

Amid whispered promises and playful banter, the hours slipped away, marking a turning point in their lives. Kit, stroking your hair gently, couldn't shake the feeling that your love story had just begun.

The night, filled with starlight and shared secrets, embraced you until you drifted into a peaceful slumber in the garden. The dawn would bring challenges, but for now, you and Kit found refuge in the warmth of your love, intertwined beneath the celestial canvas of the night sky.

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During the training, Jade couldn't help but notice the unspoken tension between you and Kit. During a break, she decided to address the elephant in the room.

"Okay, spill it, you two," Jade said with a sly grin. "There's something happening here, and I'm not buying the 'just training' excuse."

Kit exchanged a quick glance with you, and you shared a silent agreement to open up to Jade. Taking a deep breath, Kit began, "Well, you see, it's not just training. Y/N and I... we got together"

You, though a bit shy, nodded in agreement. "Yeah, it's true. We've been getting closer, and our feelings have evolved beyond friendship."

Jade's eyes widened with excitement. "Finally! I've been waiting for this moment. Do you know how long I've had to endure the tension between you two? Spill the details."

Kit chuckled nervously. "It's still new, Jade. We're taking things one step at a time. But there was a moment in the gardens, and, well, things got a bit more serious."

You blushed but continued, "And we decided to see where this takes us. We're not hiding it, but we're also not making a grand announcement. It's complicated, especially considering the kingdom's stance on such matters."

Jade, thrilled by your confessions, grinned widely. "This is perfect! I've been shipping you two for ages. Just promise me I get to be the bridesmaid when you finally decide to tie the knot."

You and Kit laughed, grateful for Jade's support and understanding. The trio continued their training, now with an added layer of shared secrets, inside jokes, and the unspoken promise of a future filled with both challenges and the undeniable bond that tied them together.

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Okay this is horrible and is extremely short, but I hope you guys like it! Feel free to give me any suggestions on how I can improve other imagines in the future.