lee

he eats for an army when given the chance. you could have just fed him a hearty meal and he could still be stalking out in your kitchen, munching away on small snacks or left over food in the pan. he claims hes "bulking" when you mention it.

but oh gosh when you present him with a plate full of food, Brian is convinced he's fallen in love with you all over again.

you hit him with the "im making dinner tonight :D!!" text while he's doing a job and he's suddenly thinking about getting down on one knee. theres just something about the domestic feel about it that makes his heart burst.

he'd be in a good mood all evening and when Tim gives him a gruff; "what the hell you so happy for?", Brian just gives him that knowing smirk and replies with a "oh, y'know, my babe is making me dinner tonight."

Tim doesnt see the appeal to it but Brian thinks that if he had a sweet little thing like you next to his side, he'd understand in a heartbeat.

it could be dead silent in potions class and crewel will be listing off numbers for chemical equations, and he says "67", and suddenly there is a loud snort coming from you

you know that the 67 meme is stupid and not nearly as funny as any other meme created, but by god did your original world train you to immediately laugh at the numbers😭

crewel would whip around, immediately asking, "is something funny?" and you cant help but just laugh a little more

ace, deuce, and grim are looking at you with horror because you never really laugh so much out of nowhere, let alone in crewels class

you calm yourself down and quickly tell crewel to continue on with his lesson- but then he says it again, and this time you literally can not keep it contained

youre snorting and giggling and looking like a mad man, it really doesnt help your image as the magicless prefect, but it kinda feels special to you that only you get what that stupid meme is

His brain just couldn't comprehend that there was genuinely a parallel world to his own. His subconscious didn't want to believe it, so he kinda just...pretended it wasn't true.

It only really clicked to him when he started to fall in love with you. It really hit him when he started noticing small mannerisms that you did that didn't seem quite...normal to him.

The realization hit him in the face when he heard you speak your native language.

The natural language translator with whatever magic was bestowed upon you when you first woke up in Twisted Wonderland had somehow malfunctioned.

He knew your full name was something that he couldn't pronounce fully, so he stuck to a simple version of it, but it didn't really click to him that he couldn't pronounce it because the language the name was from doesnt exist here.

When he heard those foreign words fall off your tongue, it hit him. And it hit him hard.

He knew you were from a different world. But, holy shit. You were from a different world.

Ace fell in love with you, and he fell hard. You started to mean a little bit too much to him. He only now just accepted he loved you, and now you're telling him he has to deal with the fact that the one person he genuinely felt something for is basically an alien?!

It continued to hit him harder and harder each day.

You did so many things slightly different, that it was beginning to drive him crazy.

One night, when the two of you were having a late night walk. Ace was listening to you speak, and he noticed the way you rolled your R's a bit too roughly, and that you had a slight accent. All he could think was how the language being forced out your mouth was not yours.

"Holy shit." Ace muttered. You gave him a confused look, asking what was the matter before Ace gave a nervous laugh. "You're from a completely different world."

"Uh, yeah?" You quirked an eyebrow. "You've known this."

"Yeah, but..." Ace trailed off. "I never considered how crazy it was."

You gave a small laugh. "Imagine how I feel."

A silence settled over the two of you.

"You must miss home so much." Ace said ever so quietly.

Ace knew what it felt like to miss home. He missed home all the time. He missed it real bad when Riddle went on his overblot speedrun. And you were just thrown into it. He couldn't imagine what that was like.

"Yeah." You whispered, voice small. "I do. Really bad."

Ace looked at you, noticing your mood had been depleted to sadness because he brought home up.

"Ah- Man, I'm sorry, I didn't-" Ace groaned into the night air. "I always fuck this shit up."

You let out a small laugh, a smile ghosting your lips, even if your eyes were turning just a little red.

"You fuck everything up." You teased. Ace shook his head, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Sorry." Ace spoke gently, offering a small smile.

"'s okay," you muttered, your hand coming up to wipe away a small tear pricking at your eye. Silence again.

"Uh...lf it makes you feel any better," Ace cleared his throat. "You're always welcome at my home. It's- It's not the same as yours...like...at all. But it's something. Plus, Ma has been dying to meet you."

You gave a smile at his last statement. You just nodded, rubbing at your eyes for a moment. Your heart swelling in your chest.

"I'd love that, Ace." You smiled.

Ace just nodded, rubbing the back of his neck as he gave an awkward smile. He was really bad at this.

But, all Ace could think of was; "SCORE!"

"Better get you back to Heartslabyul, eh?" You spoke. "Past your curfew, mister."

Ace just gave a sigh. "I guess."

"Let's get going then!"

The petname is cute and all, but I firmly believe Bucky, especially Bucky now, would not call you "doll." 40's Bucky, maybe, but post Winter Soldier Bucky? Not a chance.

No, no, current Bucky, he'd pull out rare, but sweet and gentle petnames. He would normally call you by your name, or a different version of it that only you allow him to call you- but no, never "doll."

Not "doll," but you could be ranting about an interest of yours, maybe you slowed your talking, thinking no one was really listening. And Bucky would tap your cheek just once, mumbling, "and what else, sweetheart?"

Not "doll," but you could call his name, just to get his attention for something you may need help with- or even just asking him a question. And Bucky will immediately respond with, "yes, my love?"

Not "doll," but he'll occasionally replace your name with "baby" just to get your immediate attention. Sometimes you zone out, and even your own name falls deaf upon your ears, no matter who may be calling your name. But when you hear the soft, yet gruff, "hey, baby?" he knows he has your attention.

Bucky wont call you "doll," it feels foreign on his tongue. He cycled through many different petnames, trying to figure out which felt best out of his mouth, and figuring out which ones he felt suited your face.

But, by far, the one Bucky rarely ever calls you, but his absolute favorite, because it just fits you so well in his mind. Its one he only really uses when he knows you need a verbal reassurance, one he only uses when he knows you've had a rough day, one he knows you melt upon hearing. You'll hear something like; "You okay, Angel?"

But, by the sevens above, the man never seems to realize. Sometimes, it's like it's his first day on Teyvat. It ranges from accidentally hitting the top of his head on a doorway when he forgets that some building's doors are just a bit shorter than what he's used to, to acting like no one can see a hunk of a man slowly creeping out of the Knights of Favonius HQ. Or hell, sometimes he'll even knock over some stuff when he moves when the room is just a bit too small and cramped for him.

And, you swear, It's even worse when it's just you two. When the two of you are in your shared bed, finally settling down for the night after busy days, Varka will plop himself right on top of you and he won't move.

It nearly knocks the wind right out of you, but when you see his face, relaxed and quite happy...you don't have the heart to tell him to get off.

You don't have the heart to tell him that, no, you're 250 pounds of pure muscle, you cannot lay on me. or; no, you cannot be little spoon, my arms can barely fit around you.

So you just continue on with it, silently admiring just how...stupidly ignorant he can be to things like that.

Varka doesn't realize just how big he is compared to you.

But...He definitely uses his size to show off to people or to intimidate others.