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Can request prompt 43 and 44 with Felix
here you go, anon luvie <3 hope you like it!
44 - “you know. us. living together. like having fun but at the same time doing big person stuff like paying rent and whatnot.”
43 - “and then I’ll sing a song! a song called and made and about you!”
a poem about you - felix x reader
felix and drunk? something you live to see. there's a few stages to his drunkenness but you categorize it into 3 main categories:
1. baking high drunk
felix loves baking, more than he loves you, you reckon. you could be batting your eyelashes and tugging his hoodie sleeve, he would be whipping up his world famous brownies so quickly, it would give you whiplash. the same goes for when he's drunk. someone has to supervise though and its usually chan or you but chan trusts you enough to know that his precious member is in safe hands.
2. very touchy drunk
felix craves physical touch at times and you're proud to say that you're one of the first people that he runs to, drunk or sober. he all but jumps on you, crashing onto your comfy couch. you stroke his hair and massage his shoulders, drunkenly rambling about this cute cat video he found, falling asleep after his entertaining monologue.
3. very sappy drunk
this felix tends to get very emotional. he tears up, sometimes leading to full-on bawling, before he could even say what's on his mind. funnily enough, this happens only around you. he would hold your face and squish your face while you wipe his tears, telling you that he didn't deserve you, forever grateful to have you by his side. you would tell him to hush, snuggling with him and letting him speak his heart out, his deep rumble of a voice lulling you to sleep and your gentle and steady breaths serving as a lullaby for him.
what happens when you get the 3 main categories, all rolled in one, in no particular order? a joyride, of course.
hyunjin had practically dumped him in your place, deeming him "3 categories drunk" when he sees felix shuffling to the kitchen, seemingly unfazed with the amused looks you give. you nod and pat hyunjin's back to say, "you did well so far, good night!" he gives you a smile, wishing you the best.
the clanking and the "aish" from the kitchen sounds like sweet music, grabbing yourself an apron and sitting on the kitchen counter.
"what're you making tonight, darling?"
"vanilla cupcakes!" he reaches a hand out, as if to say, "come on, help me, lazy,"
of course, you do. you help whip up the sweet treats, putting the batter and the moulds in the oven, incase his drunk self burns his hand accidentally.
you wash your hands and help him clean up, placing the dishes in the dishwasher. you roll back your shoulders after the tedious task, only to have a blonde head resting your shoulders. strong arms slowly wrapping around your waist, you set a timer for the cupcakes, waddling the both of you to the couch.
you lie down flat, opened arms inviting felix to cuddle and he does just that. he lays his head on your chest, chin propped so his cat-like eyes are staring into yours. you lift your head slightly in question and he shrugs, simply pecking you and smiling up at you.
"know what i'm gonna do?" he asks cheekily, his smile begging you to ask him what it is. you giggle at his antics, "what're you gonna do, lixie?" you ask, curious to know what's going on.
"gonna get you to move in with me," he says confidently. you're taken aback, the usual answer to the question being, "i'm gonna beat chan hyung in uno one day," or "i;m gonna perfect that brownie recipe"
your silence confuses felix's cloudy mind. he shakes your shoulders to get your attention. "do you mean us moving together? in one apartment?" you ask, baffled. he nods confidently, “you know. us. living together. like having fun but at the same time doing big person stuff like paying rent and whatnot.”
you giggle at his answer, pulling him impossibly closer. "what do you think our place should look like?" he asks, wanting to know your thoughts. "should have a big kitchen," you start, felix wholeheartedly agreeing. you list off all the practical and slightly whimsical things your apartment should have, felix nodding along and adding his list too.
your ringer for the cupcakes go off. felix is up at the sound and zooms to the kitchen, you following quickly behind. you take it out before he had the chance to, leaving them on the cooling rack. he inspects them closely, "look at our masterpiece," he says proudly, looking at you with dazed eyes.
you smile, taking his hands and leading him back to the couch. you both flop onto the couch and felix leans on you, his transformation into a koala almost complete. you feel the tears seep into your sweatshirt, hand immediately coming up to soothe him. "i love you so much," you confess, "living together with you sounds like heaven and hell," felix lets out a watery chuckle, "hell because we can't decide between blueberry cheesecake or strawberry cheesecake?" you hold his hand tightly, "you have questionable food choices, you know."
he looks at your intertwined hands, “I’ll sing a song. a song called and made and about you.” he says firmly. "about me?" cue the waterworks. "yes, a poem about you that i memorize happily. your eyes which make me feel like i own a million galaxies. even when seasons change, i know you won't."
you're sniffling into his shoulder now, drunk felix surely is something you'd live to see. everyday of your life now it seems, felix somehow changing the topic back to your plan of moving in together. sounds like an adventure of a lifetime.
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Because I enjoy making myself sad apparently I've decided to headcanon that Dream's whole "making it rain when he's sad" thing started out as a self-soothing gesture.
Like when he was young (or, y'know, young for an Endless) he would get upset and unconsciously make it rain because he loves the rain. He would listen to it patter against the palace walls, or go outside and enjoy the cold, clean air and the water against his face, maybe splash in a puddle or two if no one was looking, and it would help him clear his head and center him and then he felt better.
But then, he overheard and/or maybe someone said to his face something like "oh thank GOD you're feeling better so the rain's finally gone, it was so dreary/depressing/inconvenient/annoying/etc" and Dream was like. Oh. I did something Wrong. I'm being a bad ruler. It doesn't matter if it makes me feel better it's more important to take care of my subjects and make sure they're happy.
So Dream tries his very very best to metaphorically sit on his hands when he's feeling bad but it's hard, it's not something he's fully in control of, and it actually gets worse because now instead of enjoying the rain and feeling better fairly quickly, he feels guilty and frustrated and ashamed which makes him feel even worse which makes it rain more and it turns into a vicious cycle.
I'm not sure if he tells Hob all this or if Hob just puts the pieces together himself, but I think he starts being very open to Dream about how much he loves the rain too (and he's not lying or anything, he really does love the rain, he's just a little louder about it when Dream is around). I think he also gives an impromptu lecture about the value of stimming and how people should respect it (under the guise of something with a student or something idk) and maybe Lucienne and Matthew get recruited to help too, and I haven't figured out how it ends but it ends with Dream learning to enjoy the rain again and wait shit oh goddammit now I have another wip fuck me
I had this idea in mind of Franziska pulling her beloved Maya in close with her whip, the latter being completely taking by surprise of her sudden entanglement.