SCM - Department Of Wishes

SCM - Department Of Wishes

Tauxolouve ♐- Song Of Bliss

For fluffbruary event ( @fluffbruary )

A/N: Sorry for the delay. 😔 I hope you enjoy reading this! 🥺🌹💕

Prompts: rescue | inertia | lullaby

5th February, 2024

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Sitting on the sofa, your phone in one hand and the other hand massaging your forehead, you pondered what to do first.

Your brother had just informed you about the sudden business trip that he has to attend. Time was running out as the clock showed 4 PM.

Taking a quick shower, you were brushing your hair; when the door bell started ringing. "( Name ), i am terribly sorry. If i had known earlier..." you brother explained.

"No, no it's alright. Don't worry, i will take care of Luna." you said, " You should get going. The traffic is terrible after 5 PM." you hugged him.

"Call me when you get there."

"I will, sis. Thanks." he said; quickly walking back to his car.

"Aunt, how are you? Do you have fever?" Luna asked, concerned. "No sweetie, i am alright." you said, smiling brightly, trying to ignore the headache.

"Do you want to watch a movie?" you asked.

"Will you not watch the movie?" she asked as you were walking to the kitchen. " I will, but first i need to prepare dinner. What would you like to eat?" you asked.

Luna shook her head and replied, "I am not sure. You pick something."

The door bell rang, as you were about to chopping some vegetables. Luna answered the door. "Aunt, your cool friend is here." she announced at the top of her lungs. Coming back to the living room, you saw Luna holding Tauxolouve's hand and leading him to the sofa.

She sat down next to him. "How are you?" she asked him excitedly. "I am doing well. How are you?" he asked.

The conversation continued. You decided to quickly finish cooking dinner, while they were talking.

6.50 PM, you walked back to the living room, carrying a tray, which contained three bowls and three spoons. Each bowl covered with a lid.

The movie had ended and the Television was turned off. Tauxolouve was reading Luna a story. Each delightful question she asked about the story, was answered in an equally enthusiastic manner.

Setting the tray on the table you said, "Dinner is ready." Luna looked up at you slightly disappointed, as according to her the story had just started to get interesting.

"10 minutes please. We can eat after that." she said looking up at you with that puppy eyed expression. "But, Tauxolouve is tired. He will read you the story later. " you said trying to reason with her.

She looked up at Tauxolouve who assured her that he isn't tired and resumed the story. Sitting next to Luna, you closed your eyes; resting your head on the sofa.

"Aunt? Wake up." Luna was softly tapping on your left hand. You softly rubbed your eyes. " What time is it?" you asked.

"7.46 PM." Tauxolouve replied. Quickly opening your eyes, you saw Tauxolouve, bringing a glass of warm water.

"You fell asleep. You looked tired, so we didn't want to wake you up. Uncle Louie fed me. The food was delicious, aunt. Thank you. " she said smiling at you.

Handing the glass to Luna, Tauxolouve sat on the sofa. You and Tauxolouve were eating in silence when Luna asked with a bright enthusiastic smile plastered on her face, "Will you sing some lullabies, uncle Louie?"

"Sweetie, he had a lot of work today. He needs to rest", You quickly add, "Maybe some other time." In hopes of pursuing her to change her mind.

"Uncle Louie?" Luna held Tauxolouve's hand and used the same puppy eyed expression all over again, "Please sing something for me. Just one song... please."

Her adorable expression and pleading tone worked its magic and soon Tauxolouve found himself looking at a book full of lyrics.

Brushing her hair, you braided it with a navy blue ribbon which matched her dress perfectly.

You tucked her in bed. As you were about to sit on the chair next to the bed, Luna held your hand. "Aunt, will you not stay here with me? What if there are ghosts under the bed?" she said slightly shivering at the thought of horrible creatures lurking under the bed.

You lied down beside her. She turned on her side and wrapped her hands around your left arm.

Tauxolouve began singing softly. The mellow tone of his voice filled the room with warmth. The words, soft as clouds filled in, by his honeyed voice, tenderly guiding you and Luna to dreamland.

By the time the song reached its conclusion, you and Luna were asleep.

Tauxolouve picked the chair and placed it infront of the study table. Keeping the book in the shelf; he turned off the light. Gently closing the door; he walked back to the living room.

the problem with being creative is that you start to feel very guilty when you haven’t created anything in a while

SCM - Department Of Punishment

Scorpio ♏ - Home Where The Heart Belongs

For fluffbruary event ( @fluffbruary )

A/N: This has turned a bit more bittersweet than fluffy. Still i hope you enjoy reading this! 🥺💞

Prompts: potatoes | blue | glass

7th February, 2024

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Cool breeze flowed inside the kitchen from the window. The sky turning a bright shade of orange as the Sun was gradually setting.

The finely chopped onions, and potatoes cut in half made sizzling sounds, coming in contact with the hot oil on the saucepan.

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"Thank you." Scorpio said as he paid the shopkeeper. Putting the box in his bag, he walked to the railway station.

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You were busy setting the table; as your eyes wandering to the wall clock over and over again.

The restlessness in your heart increasing with each passing minute. For 3 months you have waited patiently. But now this pain feels unbearable.

Suddenly the ringing sound of the doorbell was heard. Finally, he is here.

You opened the door as rapidly as you could and hugged him tightly. Almost making him stumble.

Scorpio chuckled and picked you in his arms; tenderly kissing you.

"I missed you." you said, the overwhelming feeling of separation coating your voice. Scorpio held you against his chest,"I missed you too, love." He was better at hiding his emotions. You two stayed in each other's embrace for a few minutes, before slowly letting go.

"Something smells delicious." he commented as he walked in the living room. "It's a surprise, sir." you said jokingly. "Alright then." he replied cheerfully.

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Scorpio walked into the dining room. His hair was still slightly wet. Few drops of water dripped down from them and soaked into his white shirt, whose two buttons from the top were kept open.

He sat down on a chair. You sat next to him.

Taking a spoonful of Biriany, he brought the spoon to his lips. Closing his eyes he softly chewed. The corner of his lips curled up,"I haven't had a home cooked meal in months", pausing to take another spoonful of Biriany in his mouth. " Thank you for cooking, love." You had known about his love for Biriany for a long time.

"I hope this is to your liking as well." saying that you filled a glass with Pomegranate juice from the pitcher.

His eyes lit up seeing the reddish liquid in the glass. Pomegranate was one of his favorite fruits, after all. And to get fresh Pomegranate juice, after three whole months of almost fasting and surviving off junk food, he indeed considered himself to be fortunate.

"I can't thank you enough." he said as he chugged down the glass of juice.

Once you two had finished eating, he helped you with washing the dishes. Deciding to continue your conversation in a much relaxed space, you lead him to your bedroom.

He wrapped his arm around you as you leaned your head against his shoulder. "How are you? How is work going on?" he asked.

"I am fine...," you sighed, "as fine as i can be without you. As for work, some students are dropping out."

"How long will you stay here?" you asked. The concern about his well-being too evident in your voice.

He remained silent for a few seconds,"Probably a week." Neither of you knew how to continue the conversation from there. He couldn't promise you anything. He knew that deep in his heart. And the one thing that you prayed for; every passing moment of the day, was his safety. That was all you wanted.

As a war correspondent, he never knew when or if he will ever see you again. Or the letter he sends to you, at the end of each month, is going to be the last one you ever receive from him. These thoughts clouded his mind, until he noticed his bag kept on the study table.

He opened the bag and took out a gift wrapped box and handed it to you. "Open it." he said.

A gorgeous silk dress, blue in colour, awaited for you. The fabric cool against your hand as you held it. " This is expensive!" you exclaimed. Your voice filled with slight panic as you knew, without a doubt, that a dress like this would cost a fortune.

"Why? How?" were the only two words that came out of your mouth.

Scorpio placed his hands on your shoulders, "Today is our 4th anniversary. I wanted to propose to you, but considering the current circumstances, i can't promise you a future... yet."

"I love you. I can't imagine a life without you. I don't know what tomorrow holds for us but for today let us be happy. " he said, holding your hands in his, trying his best to hold back the tears that threatened to overflow.

"I love you too." you said and kissed him.

The tiredness slowly desended as your eyelids started to feel heavy. He too felt the need to rest after the tiresome journey of the day.

Lying next to you, he started stroking your hair. No matter what happens tomorrow, you two will always have each other's company, with this promise you drifted off to sleep. Soon enough he fell asleep as well.

"A kid's wish"

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Tauxolouve × goddess!reader

Warnings: none

For the fluffbruary event (@fluffbruary )

A/N: Goddess reader for today😚💕💕 Tbh, this one woke up memories in me. Because when I was like.... What? 7? 9? I had a friend of mine move away and I remember both of us feeling so sad about it. We're not friends anymore, because we both changed growing up... And now she's making unhealthy decisions in her life, if you know what I mean💀

Prompts: reflection | water | apology (Day 11/2024)

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Tauxolouve stared into the ripping water filling up the reflecting pool, his own reflection depicted on its surface, between the everchanging scene of Earth and those of people's smiling faces after having their wishes granted.

He snapped his fingers, changing the view of this elderly lady from Italy to the one of a young boy from Canada. He peered at the list beside him, holding it up and reading over the letters there, informing him of what this very young man yearned for. "Well, that's strange..." He muttered to himself, staring intensely at the paper in his hand.

The human boy didn't wish for something specific, in fact, the very wording of his wish was odd and difficult to understand.

Tauxolouve set the list aside and approached the water once more, staring at the young boy, as he gazed absentimately out of the window of his bedroom, dressed in light blue pajamas, decorated with trains of red and green. The boy's dark eyes were casted high up into the sky, as if looking for something.

'I wish for something from him.'

"Of who...?" Tauxolouved said, speaking in whispers and the silence didn't offer answers.

"This kid..." He heard your voice, beautiful and melodic in his ears, that longed for nothing other than just to hear it by his side. You walked to his side, your heels clicking against the floor, as you came to stand in front of the reflecting pool as well, your tunic swaying behind you as you moved. You placed your palms upon the rim of the pool and peered inside, a soft and tender smile across your lips. "I remember him."

Tauxolouve stared at you, curiosity turning his mind into a skein. "You've granted his wishes before?" He asked.

You nodded, cutting the string of the skein that entangled his brain. "His friend moved away recently and he's been missing him a lot. It's kind of difficult for them to meet up for now, with all the preparations for his friend's new house, but they talk on the phone..." You paused, seemingly wanting to say more, which you did, after a while. "He still misses him. He wished for something from his friend. Nights remind him of their fun little sleepovers."

Tauxolouve's eyebrows rose slightly and his eyes lit up with understanding. "I see how it is..." He stared back down at the child depicted upon the surface of the rippling water and thought for a few moments, wondering what he could do.

"Any ideas...?" You asked, staring at the skeptical profile of your husband.

"I might have, yes." Tauxolouve responded and the snap of his fingers echoed amongst the layers of silence that covered this place.

The two of you remained wordless, as you stared down at the sight of the child's head turning to stare at his mother, that had just entered the room.

The mother handed him her phone, the screen bight with his friend's mother's name across the screen.

The young boy's eyes lit up, as he eagerly grabbed the phone out of his mother's grasp and brought it to his own little ear. The boy's wish vanished from the list and Tauxolouve smiled, staring down at the happiness that colored the kid's cherubic face.

"I guess they hadn't spoken in a while." You said, resting your temple against his shoulder, as you watched over the kid too.

Tauxolouve's hand slipped around your waist, holding you close as the image of the young boy faded from the reflecting pool. "I'm sorry, I suddenly got extra work and had to stay behind longer than usual." He said, apologizing for not returning home at the usual time.

"It's fine, you had work, that's understandable." You said and you lifted your head to gaze at him properly.

"My little lady, I missed you so much." He said and brought his face down to yours, your lips meeting in a sweet rendezvous. "Every second away from you was torment." He said, between kisses and you smiled against his lips, his cupid's bow grazing your upper lip.

"I love you, Louie." You kissed his cheek and whispered against his skin.

"I love you too. I love you so much."

Love this! 🥺💕💞💕💞

Thank you for writing! ✨💜💜✨

Star-Crossed Myth Fluffbruary Fanfic (4th Feb): Picture Perfect (Tauxolouve/MC)

Title: Picture Perfect

Fandom: Star-Crossed Myth

Genre: Fluff

Rating: T

Pairing: Tauxolouve/MC (MC’s name left blank so you can fill it in with whatever you wish in your head)

Word Count: 1,251

Written for Prompt: February 4 : camera | lush | beau @fluffbruary

February 4th: Picture Perfect (Tauxolouve/MC)

During her lunch break at the planetarium, ___ sighed softly to herself.

“___?” Hiyori asked, putting her own lunch down for a moment. “Is something the matter?”

“No, I’m fine, it’s just we’ve been rather busy recently and so has Lou so we’ve not seen each other much at all these past few weeks.”

Hiyori frowned a little. “True we have been rather busy with this event, but last week was rather quiet…”

“Yes, but last week wasn’t quiet for Lou,” ___ murmured.

“Typical,” Hiyori muttered. She then looked curiously at ___. “You know I’m not sure I’ve ever heard you mention what he actually does.”

___ nearly choked on her food. “Does that matter?”

“... No I suppose not. It’s just the way he acted that first time he was here…”

“Oh, that,” ___ replied, now smiling. “I told you before, don’t worry about that. Lou isn’t really like that.”

Hiyori smiled back with a glint in her eyes. “Why not tell me more about what he’s really like then? The times I’ve seen him pick you up it seems as though he acts like a gentleman.”

“That’s because he is,” ___ insisted back with a look of love in her eyes. “He acted like that even before we were dating.”

“Of course he did,” Hiyori replied with a grin. “He was clearly interested in you from the start after all.”

___ sighed. “There’s more to it than that.”

Hiyori nodded. “I understand. Okay then if you’re missing each other so much how come I’ve not seen any photos of you two together? If I had a boyfriend as handsome as Tauxolouve I’m sure I’d be showing him off.”

“Hiyori!” ___ snapped, blushing a little. “Don’t let your own boyfriend hear you say that.”

“Oh you know what I mean,” Hiyori replied. “Don’t avoid the question.”

___ thought for a moment, wondering how to explain that the Gods didn’t have cameras. Not that that should have stopped her from taking some. So why hadn’t she?

“___ ?”

“Oh! Sorry!” ___ blurted out, startled back out of her thoughts. “I guess… Lou really enjoys sketching and painting. I suppose I’ve never really felt the need to have a photo of us when he has all these wonderful drawings…”

“But the way you got lost in your head just now… you’re wishing you had taken some, huh?” Hiyori asked knowingly. “You should have a photo of you and your beau.”

___ laughed at this point. “Beau? Isn’t that rather old fashioned?”

“It fits his personality though doesn’t it?” Hiyori replied, unfazed. “Besides you should have a nickname for him, you clearly enjoy the one he has for you.”

Initially confused, ___ blinked as she realised what Hiyori was referring to. She forced a smile. “Yes, I suppose if I didn’t like the term little lady I’d have told him to cut it out by now,” she murmured. “Though I’m not sure Lou will even know what that term means.”

“Surely that’s even better though?” Hiyori retorted. “As long as he understands it as a term of endearment that’s all that matters.”

As ___ went to respond, she caught sight of the time out of the corner of her eye. Their break was nearly over. “Hiyori, I think we better concentrate on our lunch if we actually want to eat it.”

“Oh! Right!”

***

That evening, ___ and Hiyori left the planetarium at the same time. As they stepped outside, ___ broke into a run as she saw Tauxolouve waiting.

Steadying her as she almost tripped, Tauxolouve smiled brightly and tilted his head. “Careful now, little lady. I’m glad you’re so excited to see me but let’s not hurt ourselves in the process.”

Hiyori looked over to them with a wide smile. “It’s almost as though you’re psychic. ___ spent all lunch time talking about you and how little you’d seen each other recently.”

“Hiyori!” ___ snapped, clinging to Tauxolouve in embarrassment.

Tauxolouve, however, simply smiled again. “I wondered why my ears were burning,” he replied with a slight chuckle. He then took ___’s hand in his own, his expression more worried. “She’s right though, it has been rather a hectic few weeks for us both.”

“I’ll get out of your hair,” Hiryori replied in understanding. “I’ll see you tomorrow ___! Don’t forget to tell him about what we talked about!”

After Hiyori had left with that parting shot, ___ looked uneasily up at Tauxolouve, swallowing at the questioning gaze he was now giving her.

“Are you going to tell me what that was about?”

“I… it’s just a silly thing really…”

Tauxolouve smiled kindly. “I doubt anything you want to talk about, no matter how small, can be classified as silly. We’ve got all evening. Take your time.”

“... Hiyori was wondering why we didn’t have any photos of us.”

“Photos?” Tauxolouve asked, his expression a little blank now.

___ nodded and took out her phone. “I think I’ve probably mentioned them before, but not why we have them. It’s a form of keeping memories alive and being able to show other people…”

As she tried to explain, Tauxolouve squeezed her hand gently. Taking in the information, he nodded in understanding. “In a way, it sounds like another form of art…”

“Some people do do photography professionally,” ___ replied. She then looked curiously at his expression. “You got something in mind?”

“I do. Originally I was thinking to paint but maybe this’ll work as well. Hold on.”

Making sure she was gripping him tightly, Tauxolouve raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

***

Once ___ had reoriented herself from being teleported, her eyes widened at the lush greenery and array of colours spread out in the fields in front of her. There seemed to be acres of land, all covered with tulips.

“Where on earth are we?” ___ breathed, looking around with wonder.

“Amsterdam, I think?” Tauxolouve replied, a little unsure himself. “I would not even know of this had it not been for a Wish I’d had to grant earlier this week.”

___ smiled brightly, overjoyed. “It’s so pretty,” she commented, not sure she’d ever fully get used to the fact that the Gods could teleport her anywhere in the world in mere seconds. “You’re right, this’d be a nice place to get a photo… oh but I guess I better wait a while before showing Hiyori it. I’m not sure I’d be able to explain how we were able to take it so quickly.”

Tauxolouve laughed lightly, before helping ___ to carefully step further into the fields of flowers. “I suppose that’s true enough. We can take something at home too if you want.”

“Of course! I’d love that!” ___ responded happily. 

Now in the middle of the flowers, ___ got her phone out as Tauxolouve wrapped an arm around her waist. Lifting it up so she could get both of them in shot on the front-facing camera, she took a couple of photos.

About to take a third, just to make sure, she almost dropped her phone in surprise as Tauxolouve suddenly kissed her on the cheek.

Putting it away instead, she turned to face him. “... Lou…” she mumbled.

Tauxolouve smiled softly at her, before pulling her into a tender and loving kiss.

When they broke away for air, he glanced around once more. “Yanno what… maybe I will paint this scene as well. You don’t mind, do you?”

___ smiled brightly and hugged him tightly before kissing him again briefly. “Of course not!”

Aigo is so adorable!!! 😭🤧🥺❤❤❤

Thank you my hero. ✨✨😌

"Rescue you"

Genre: fluff

Pairing: Aigonorus × reader

Warnings: none

For the fluffbruary event (@fluffbruary )

A/N: I hope you enjoy this🥺💗💗💗💗 I admit I haven't written much much Aigo, so I hope it's good enough.

Prompts: rescue | inertia | lullaby (Day 5/2024)

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The tap water was running freely, unwavering, alas your hands were still and the flow washed away the soap that covered your hands in a cloud of white bubbles.

The glass slipped from between your fingers and your shoulders jolted, when you heard it hitting the bottom of the sink, awaking your lethargic mind, that wished to be in a deep slumber, instead of doing chores.

You grabbed the glass and inspected it, the cool droplets of water streaming down your forearm. You sighed, relived it had not broken and once you picked up the sponge, you squeezed it and resumed to rubbing the glassy surface.

Your eyelids were droopy, as if your eyelashes were the added weight and yet your hands kept on moving in a state of inertia. You yawned, turning off the tap and wiping the glass dry, before placing it on the drier with the rest of them.

"Why are you here?" A quiet voice reached your ears, its tone sounding tired and curious.

"I need to finish washing these first." You answered, turning to stare at your husband, who stood at the kitchen's doorway, the faint orange light bringing a soft glow to his features and casting shadows on his nose, chin and neck. "And then..." You made a long pause, a yawn escaping your lips. "And then I can come to bed."

Aigonorus' eyebrows furrowed. He acknowledged your desire to work for what you wanted, but at the expense of sleep...? He couldn't accept that. His heart whispered in his ear and he was sure of his decision. He raised a hand and with a snap of his fingers, the dishes and the silverware were washed and already dry.

Your head spun towards him. "Aigo, it's fine. Don't waste your energy on such things."

He shook his head, his dark hair swaying slightly as well. "No, I will." He walked up to you and took you in arms, which smelt of sugar and candy. "I am rescuing your sleep."

You chuckled softly and closed your eyes, resting your temple against his chest. "Recuing my sleep...!" You smiled, squeezing him tightly in your arms. "Thank you, you truly are my hero."

He smiled, his chin settling upon your head.

The two of you enjoyed the silence that overflowed the room of your house, his heartbeat like a lullaby to your exhausted senses.

"Hey..." He breathed. "Wanna go to bed now?"

But no answer followed, leaving his question wander in the empty atmosphere.

"(Name)?" He asked again, his head angling to peer down on you. He sensed your legs give out beneath you and your body swayed into his arms. You felt safe, knowing he'd be there to catch you and hold you close. He chuckled lightly. "See?" He spoke to himself. "I did rescue your sleep after all."