Awww You're So Sweet, Why Would I Make Fun Of You T-T

chapter i ; “welcome to our family”

[saturday 29 august, bartholy mansion, 10:56 AM]

“M-Miss, you’ll hurt yourself if you…” The cab driver watches me perplexed as I easily lift my suitcase from the trunk and put it on the ground.

“Here you go !” I rub my two hands before approaching the owner of the car “You told me that I owe you $30.23 for the trip?” He nods his head, resuming his calm posture. I take my wallet out of my large bag and give him forty euros. “And keep the change.”

"Thank you miss ” He smiles at me “I wish you a good day to you and be careful with this family…” The driver greets me after saying his words then leaves me alone in disbelief.

Okay … I watch him get into his vehicle, start the engine and with a blink of an eye, he leaves the Bartholy family’s residence. I take a deep breath and turn to the impressive Bartholy mansion. It almost looks like a castle with its many windows …

I feel and hear the wind calmly blowing on me and the trees around the place. Water flows from the fountain through the mud held by the headless woman dressed in a tunic dress. It seems to be from Ancient Greece.

My vision becomes blurred at the sight of two cars parked wisely. I shiver with fear and my breathing becomes jerky; the image of the car turned over with the broken windows … Fuck not again … I detach my eyes directly on the car, taking my breath little by little.

I grab the shoulder strap of my bag, put it on my shoulder and took the sleeve of my suitcase then I walk forward and climb the stone staircase steps and arrive in front of the double front door. I notice that it has no doorbell, just a big ring in each mouth of the gargoyles. Charming …

I remain dubious in front of the mocking looks of the monsters that can be found in Romanesque and Gothic cathedrals and churches. I grab the steel with my fingers and strike three times. The noise resonates by an echo inside the walls.

Having spent a few minutes in the room, I let out an annoyed sigh and as I was about to do it again, the door opens. A man stands face to face with me.

He has short, almost platinum blond hair with a loose fringe in front of his face. His skin is as pale as the snow. His amber hazelnut eyes stares at me intensely despite his bored and unbearable look. I immediately feel my instinct to be alert and ready to face danger with my heart pounding to increase my adrenaline.

I don’t understand why they are reacting like this; he’s just a handsome man. Nothing special. I support my gaze in his with confidence, before I start talking :

“Umm, I’m Armani, Lorie’s new nanny. I warned yesterday that I would be arriving in the morning today. I guess you must be either Peter or Drogo.”

“Do I look like Peter? ”he asks me mockingly and coldly.

“You look like a big jerk, that’s for sure… ” I mumble looking insolent under his beautiful eyes.

He lets out a little laugh and an angel passes. I imagine that “Drogo” continues his tepid air quietly while I bubble in rage inside. I break down and start speaking bluntly :

“Good. We are not going to look at each other in the eyes like two perfect idiots … Would you be so kind to let me in so that I can see Nicolae? ”He answers me with a sly smile before he turns around and walks away, leaving the door open.

Looks like I’m about to commit a murder … I cross the entrance, my stuff with me. The hall is huge, although it is cold. The icy air brushes my hands and face. I admire the decoration of the interior and my eyes land in front of the big staircase.

My thoughts start to list what I am looking at : the burgundy velvet steps, the solid oak railings, the master paintings … Me who lived in a 75m², there is no need to say … It must be nice to be rich …

I meet the blond man’s gaze again, staring at me with a disturbing insistence at the height of the stairs. I prefer to ignore him continuing to contemplate the decoration. I can still hear a new laugh from him before he speaks to someone:

“Nicolae! The little thing for Lorie is here…”.

Little thing? I’m going to call you Big Shit, you’ll see … It’s not because Mister is a rich man living in a beautiful mansion that he has the right to treat people this way. I try to calm my urge, but it’s not very easy … I don’t sence Drogo’s presence and Nicolae walks towards me.

“Hello, forgive me for my tardiness. I oversaw welcoming you, but when I’m with Lorie, I don’t see the time going by.” he excuses himself under a surprisingly friendly look.

He has no resemblance to Drogo: His appearance begins with his long brown frowned hair of medium length and grayish green eyes, also having a skin less pale than the other con. He emanates a certain darkness despite his soft face.

As with the idiot from earlier, my instincts are ready to alarm me at any time to defend myself.

I shyly smile at him, shaking my head, impressed by his way of speaking. I look for the sustained words I have in my vocabulary so as not to appear insulting and vulgar:

“No, don’t worry, sir, it’s nothing.”

“I don’t mind, you calling me by my name, especially if you’re going to be with us for a long time.” He gives me back my smile before holding out his hand that I’m shaking it right now. I feel the coldness. “Now that we can present ourselves properly, face to face. I am Nicolae, the eldest of the Bartholy family.”

“Armani, only daughter of the Lowell family and now nanny to Lorie Bartholy.” I joked before I took my hand away from his cold hand. He emitted an amused laugh at my humor. Finally, someone friendly …

“I am sorry for Drogo’s total lack of courtesy. He is nothing to be taken care of.” I let out a little bitter laughter accompanied by a thin smirk.

“I wouldn’t lie that his behavior went unnotice. But I don’t hold a grudge about it, so it’s quickly forgotten.” Liar. “Otherwise your family really has a beautiful property, I like it very much.”

“It’s true. We don’t even realize anymore ! And that would be your case too, after a few weeks with us …” He gives me a smirk and I do the same.

I feel someone spying on us from the top of the stairs. I notice a little girl with long pink hair that I think is hanging with a full fringe that is tied up in an odango style. Her hazelnut eyes match with her two bows. That must be Lorie. I smile at her waving and her answer remains neutral and leave. I hear in a direction that I think is her room.

“I feel that you are going to get along well with Lorie,“ says Nicolae and waves at me "Come, I’ll show you your apartment. We’ll talk about everything you need to start working.”

I nod and pull my suitcase up the stairs. I am about to lift my suitcase to go up, but Nicolae does not see it the same way. I just thanked him politely and let go of the handle of my suitcase. I follow him up the stairs with him carrying it with great ease like me.

He explains to me his six-year-old sister’s waking and sleeping schedule, information about her and all the trivialities that the nanny must do and act. I listen to him carefully noting everything in a corner of my head as we arrive and continue walking down the hallway. After a good minute, he stops in front of a door and opens it wide.

“Welcome to your new home !” he says with a big smile on his face.

He graciously steps aside to let me pass. As I enter, I notice the dimensions of the room that took my breath away and mumbled a ‘wow’. The room is big, especially with the huge window overlooking the garden and all these mirrors that make the space even bigger. I see the rest of my boxes, stored in a corner of the room. Nicolae goes to put my suitcase next door.

“As I told you on the phone, your stuff arrived safely. I guess you must go drop off your college application ?” I shake my head.

“Exactly, when I get back, I’m going to settle down my stuff and then when I’m done, I’m going to introduce myself to Lorie. Or would you rather I see her tomorrow since it will Sunday.” I explain my plan to the oldest member of the family, putting my bag on my shoulder next to my moving boxes.

“I’d rather go for the second option, until you get your feet on the ground here and in town before you start taking care of my little sister. I don’t want to overburden you.” says Nicolae, with great kindness. I can easily agree that I’m looking forward to visiting the city. "I’ll leave you alone then, do you know where the bus stop is? ”I nod my head. He starts walking away in the corridor and I stop him immediately.

“Wait for Nicolae!” He arches an eyebrow and stares at me firmly, as if he wants to anticipate my next words.

“Thank you … for everything … ” An embarrassed smile appears on my lips.

“This is normal. ” He smiles at me, which is a direct relief. “ Welcome to our family ”

He goes away, closes the door behind him and I collapse on the bed to recover from my emotions for a few moments before getting up. Next step, University. I put my headphones and start the music on my phone. I approach and open my suitcase that I have laid on the floor, almost destroying the lock. I retrieve my sign-up sheets and put them in my single strap backpack.

I close my suitcase still full, taking my bag containing my shower effects a little wet from the fact that I took a shower before coming. I enter the adjacent bathroom and once again, I truly realize that comfort and richness is at its peak in this mansion. The room is very luxurious with its bathroom with a bathtub worthy of the thirties, its white wedging, and its marble basin.

After tidying everything up, I examine myself on the mirror : and to say that a few months ago, I didn’t have a scar above my right eye, that my hair was long and that I didn’t have many white strands on my hair … Thank you Marie-Antoinette’s syndrome …

I get out of the room and in a flash, I begin to descend the stairs sliding down the wooden banisters of the stairs. When I open the front door, I spontaneously recognize Drogo’s presence. I cast a dirty glance at him, seeming amused by the situation before leaving in the direction of the bus stop.

1, 2, 15 & 18 for Cas! 💘

thank you! I’m sorry some of these turned out short, but I didn’t want to make it too long (and there were 4 prompts)

1. cuddling

Castiel would never admit it, but he really likes to cuddle (when he can, of course, it’s not rare he’s not home)

his absolute favourite is when he can hug Candy from behind (for obvious reasons...) and bury his face in her neck

he also likes to fall asleep while cuddling Candy, it’s actually hard for him to do so without her

2. kissing

Castiel is all for long kisses on the lips, battling with their tongues for dominance, pressing their bodies strongly together

his other favourite part of Candy’s body is her neck: kissing her there gifts him either her adorable laugh or an erotic sigh, depending on the circumstances and the length of the kiss

he tries to avoid kissing Candy’s neck though, he can’t resist staying there a little longer and giving her hickeys, whihc she doesn’t usually like since they are visible for some time

15. touching

he likes it when Candy runs her hands along his body. scratching his arms, his chest, playing with his hair, slightly pressing against the place between his legs... these are certainly not unenjoyable and Candy can drive him crazy if she tortures him like this for too long

him, on the other side likes to torment her with lingering touches, especially through her clothes, that makes it always worse for her and better for him

18. what turns him on

one day, Castiel went home to Candy singing one of his songs loudly and dancing to it. the singing wasn’t totally on point, but the dance was freaking hot. Candy was embarassed about it first, but when she knew what he thought, she started doing it intentionally. Castiel often catches himself staring at her

and even if it’s not one of his songs, Candy dancing suggestively and slowly getting undressed... that’s also one of his biggest turn ons

Castiel enjoys looking at her butt as well. when she only has panties on and it’s visible under her baggy T-shirt, when she’s in leggings, in a short skirt, doesn’t matter, he has seen her naked that it’s enough to just think of her 🤭

SKSJSDS

MY MAIN ACCOUNT LIVES AGAIN

FINALLY

I think I’m gonna change back to draconess-tania and post my writing thingys there

And my fandom related things here

Soo draconess-tania-old -> @draconess-tania; draconess-tania-> @darkredviolet  (this acc)

It’s still gonna take some time for me to get adjusted to it. It would have been wayyy better if I just created a whole new acc, but nooo, I just made a side blog :/

I thank those 10 people who started following me while I was dead there 😅 and honestly, I hate self promo, but if you liked my Nath x Candy writing, please consider giving my main a follow. I will be finally able to post there too, and as I said, I want to turn it into a writing acc

Sdsklk, I’m still so happy, best bd gift ever

This wasn't the first time (Candy x Amber)

someone asked for our fave non-canon lesbians in @marycecilyy's askbox and I realised that oh boy, do I actually love women. so I decided to try and break my writer's block with this lil fluffy something. thank you @louis-ratking for always being so kind and supportive <3

Words: 975

TW: there are a few mentions of Amber's ED. they aren't in the focus of the story, but be cautious if this theme can upset you

Candy's P. O. V.

"Are you even paying attention to me?!"

Amber was lying on her stomach next to me, a laptop before us on the ground. This wasn't the first time I invited her over to my dorm room to spend time with her. My excuses were always the same: for Nathaniel and Castiel, I'd say that I'm keeping her close so that I can see if she eats enough; for Amber herself, I never went into details. I'd just ask her if she's interested in watching a movie, going skating or doing anything together, and to my greatest luck, she always just said 'yes' without any questions.

I snapped back into reality and tried to focus on what was happening in front of me. Amber went into a detailed theory about how the protagonist is going to come back and save the day yet again... I loved watching her when she was like this. Her face slightly blushed from the enthusiasm, she relied on her palm while gesturing with the other one, paying respect to her Italian origins. But now she was staring at me, her brows furrowed with anger when she realised I wasn't listening to her.

"Don't worry, I'm definitely paying attention." I decided to play it cocky. Maybe she'd play along.

"Oh." As I was expecting, she caught up, dropping her voice to a whisper. "And do you like what you see?" She put her other hand down now, but... on the other side of my neck, towering over me effectively.

This wasn't the first time I invited her over to my dorm room to spend time with her. This wasn't the first time we ended up like this. We were a lot more than friends, and I think others were starting to realise it as well. But in my room, it was only the two of us, and I was curious about the continuation.

Her lips started their slow descend towards mine. I was already a bit impatient, but I knew that it would simply make the game longer, so I waited. Just when she became dangerously close, when I could feel her soft breath over my lips, when I could see the little light brown spots in her eyes that were glued to mine... she stopped.

"What...?"

Amber straightened up as fast as lightning, the sound of her heartwarming chuckle, sweet as honey, ringing in my ears. I let out a groan, while trying to cover my flustered face with the aid of my hair.

"You have to do something special to deserve a kiss from me" she winked at me when I was finally able to look up from my lap.

"Such as?" My palm found its way to her thigh. To my much surprise, she didn't snatch it away immediately. She stopped laughing, but the playfulness didn't disappear from her eyes.

"Gosh, you're so out of my league" I sighed dramatically, noticing how she didn't answer me.

"And you're so out of your mind". She rolled her eyes. "What even makes you think that?"

"Because it's simply the truth." I had a hard time hiding my smile. "You're breathtakingly beautiful, painfully young and so, so not singola."

"You say that I'm young like you're not a 20-something university student." She tried to look hurt, but I noticed that she slightly blushed when I called her beautiful. "Also, please stop bringing up my 'boyfriend'. You know it's not a real relationship."

"If you want me to shut up, you have to make me."

"Screw you."

"I'm okay with that, too."

There was a short pause here. I was looking at her, hoping she would take up the challenge. And for the second time today, she reacted the way I wanted.

Before I could even register what was happening, her lips were finally on mine, lighting my whole body on fire. We didn't go any further for now, only our faces glued together, my hands enveloping her cold ones.

"Where did your thirst for adventure disappear so suddenly?" she asked when we pulled away, resting our foreheads against each other's.

I wanted to say 'I thirst for something completely different' but that was a bit too bold even for me. I rather pulled her face close again, lying down on the floor, taking her with me.

I don't know how much time we spent there like that; tongues intertwined, arms holding the other one so close no one could tell where one body ends and the other starts, legs brushing against each other. My fingers found their way under her top, caressing her stomach. Suddenly I could only think about how she denies food from that stomach, how her ribs are so easily palpable under the thin layer of her skin. My heart squished with worry and love for her, and she must have sensed the change in my mood, because she pulled away once again.

"What's the matter, amore?" I couldn't help but smile. Weaving random words from her native language into our conversations was a silly little game of ours, but she didn't play it with anyone else besides me, so I felt unique.

"You know how much I love you, right?"

"Mhmm."

"I wish I knew how to win you over."

"You don't need that knowledge anyway, you have already done that, in case you haven't noticed."

We both laughed at this, still lying on the floor.

"Would you go out with me?" The hope in my voice was too perceptible, but I didn't care. She can know how desperate I am.

"You have to do something special to deserve that" she replied without missing a beat, but it didn't seem like even she believed herself.

"I'll keep not listening to your rants, then." I pressed a short kiss on her cheek, letting her stubbornness defeat me for now.

I- I meant it for my latest writing, are you guys okay??

Get ready guys, something horrible’s coming your way

Yayy! I’m rooting for you!

If it’s not too intrusive, what theme(s)?

Someday I'm gonna publish a book.

Pls go follow my twitter, I’ll try to post a lot of updates there!

Especially this post, it’s important so…

https://twitter.com/marycecilyy/status/1346578047764471810?s=20

I can literally recall 90% of my classmates using "buzi" as a slur + if a girl looks "boy-ish" or vice versa, they will get called the other gender like. and? is that supposed to be an insult? what????

and granted, these kids took it from home, because no matter how legal it used to be to talk about LGBT+ stuff so far, there was literally no mention of them in school or anything similar. in movies and books from the West? sure, but that's all

(I just randomly remembered "Coming Out" and OH GOD, do I hate that movie with all my heart. I seriously consider it homophobic, though I always got shut down when I mentioned it to someone, because it's "such a cute and lovely movie, how can you hate it". yeah sure, it's lovely :))

random addition that I just remembered:

the best thing in MCL was that little demo game with Chinomimi, Nath and that elephant sculpture. I played it like. 20000 times a day, I loved it. I was ashamed that a game with such a title got my attention, I didn't dare to sign up at that time, but I went back every day to play that little demo

removing it was worse than removing the three LIs from HSL, change my mind

favorite memory from prime mcl time?

I... don’t really know what you mean as “prime MCL time”? but I guess HSL, since I know many people enjoyed that season the most

sadly, I wasn’t here around that time. I started playing in 2016 (I think? I don’t remember anymore), then stopped when UL aired (I got mad at losing Kentin, okay???? 😭). I only came back around a year ago and that’s when I really joined the fandom as well

I don’t know if this counts as “favourite memory”, but the expos and goodies (including the mangas) are something I really miss, even if I haven’t personally experienced them, they sound truly amazing! also, not an exact memory as well, but I 100% support the change of the art style (illustrations and sprites); they look much better this way

as much as I quit because of UL, I’m a bit sad that I wasn’t part of the fandom then, since I can still see so many posts from that time. amazing fanarts, fanfictions, the fans interacting with each other... it might be because there are less things from the HSL era on Tumblr, but for me it seems like the golden time of the fandom was during UL

so yeah, I don’t have many memories and I’m also not sure I understood and answered your question correctly 😂 if not, I’m sorry, my brain is completely drained

I got a one-shot request with Rayan (sneaking out, romantic dinner, having sex), and I just wanted to let the anon know that I'm not really in the best place mentally right now to write something to outrageously happy lol

I'm not deleting the request of course, as soon as I feel better, I'll write it, I just wanted to clear this ^^