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My wife’s beautiful fic goes on the art blog. Merry Christmas everyone
Merry Christmas!
This fic is a present for the love of my life @azureyemberzz
I know you already got your actual presents early, so I thought I'd save mine for the actual day lol
This is an x reader fic, though I made the reader have more of Azurey's personality, but I don't think there's any physical descriptions of the reader.
This fic is a bit different from my usual ones, so I apologize if it's not as great, but it was still made with love dies of cringe
Rambling aside, I hope you enjoy. I had fun writing this💖
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Albedo x reader (romantic)
Lees: Albedo & reader
Lers: Albedo & reader
Warnings: Tickles! Author is a lesbian LMAO
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December 1st…
The moment the calendar changed from november to december, you knew that it was Christmas time. One could never start too early on their Christmas traditions. Even Albedo had made the necessary adjustments to make this month as special as possible.
It seemed natural that the first thing you both did was pick up a Christmas tree. You had always leaned towards the more traditional ones, so now a beautifully green tree that reached the ceiling sat in the living room, waiting to be decorated…
December 5th…
Albedo thought it could be a fun idea to hand make some of the ornaments. With two artists living under the same roof, it made sense, so you both got to work.
You two made all kinds of designs that showed off each of your personalities. There was a simple blue one with gold sparkles, a crystal-like white one, another one had a cheesy science pun written on it that had the both of you snorting like idiots, it was great.
Once all the designs were done, Albedo used his magic on the drawings to bring them to life, materializing them right before your eyes. This wasn’t the first time you had witnessed Albedo bring one of his drawings to life, yet it always mesmerized you each and every time. And knowing that he had brought to life some of your original designs to be hung up made it feel all the more special. It was like his way of showing off your art skills, and how proud he was of you.
December 9th…
Now that all the necessary decorations had been acquired, it was time to give the tree a makeover, starting off with the lights.
A few boxes of those white lights with the “crayon” shape sat there as you both started the pesky progress of untangling them. You couldn’t help the groan of annoyance that escaped you, itching to get to the fun part.
“Patience, dear” Albedo would tell you, stopping momentarily to give your nose a teasing boop, causing a playful pout to form on your lips and a faint blush to rise up your ears.
Your attention then got captured by Albedo’s hands, watching the way he’d untangle each light strand, making it seem flawless and graceful, as he usually showed with any task. You couldn’t help but wonder how those fingers would feel against your skin- No! Stop that, now isn’t the time for such fantasies.
Of course, Albedo wasn’t called a genius for nothing. He already felt the way your gaze bore towards his hands. A faint smirk grazed his lips when you tried focusing back on the task at hand, thinking you had been so slick. ‘Cute…’ he thought to himself. In a moment of playfulness, he reached out and sneakily poked you on the side. He couldn’t help but chuckle at the way your body jolted in surprise, the adorable squeak that escaped you provoked him further into destroying you right there and then. So that’s what he did.
You knew you were screwed when you noticed the mischievous gaze of your lover, trying to scramble away, but it was too late. In just a few moments, you had been reduced to a pile of laughter against his arms. His fingers playing the sides of your torso like an instrument.
“W-wahahait! The liHIHIghts!” You tried to reason with him, not like it would work, you already knew that, yet it added to the excitement of the moment.
“They can wait. Besides, your laughter shines the brightest~”
You wanted to groan right there and then over how unfairly sweet he was being, though that only just made him double down his efforts. Watching with a pleased expression as you shrieked your head off, the lights long forgotten by now.
Oh well… there’s always next time.
December 10th…
After yesterday’s ‘lil detour, you both finally managed to put the lights on the tree. The bulbs twinkled like little stars in the vertical pattern they had been put on.
Now it was time for the rest of the decor. Garlands as fuzzy as a cat’s tail would spiral down the tree (not before you got tangled between them somehow, causing Albedo to tease you some more), all the homemade ornaments were on display, plus some extra delicate glass ones towards the bottom of the tree from years prior.
The tree was finally coming together, it was just missing the final touch.
You sat on top of Albedo’s shoulders, holding the delicate star topper on your hands. It had a few cracks from accidentally being shattered a few Christmases ago, but Albedo being the sweetheart he was, helped you put it back together. It was too precious to throw away.
Two short people made one tall person, at least that was your logic. So with the added height, you managed to reach the top of the tree, carefully placing the star in its rightful place.
You climbed off of Albedo’s shoulders, the both of you admiring all the hard work that had been poured into that tree. Christmas was already shaping up well.
December 14th…
As the month progressed, the shared home started to become nicely cluttered with more festive decor. You and Albedo were currently making some paper snowflakes, a silly yet fun tradition you had grown attached to.
You couldn’t help but lightly chuckle at how concentrated Albedo was on the task, crafting each paper snowflake perfectly perfect. Whereas yours looked a bit messy in comparison, but that was all part of the fun.
Speaking of fun… you were suddenly feeling mischievous, wanting to get a bit of revenge after the lighting incident. You snuck up behind your boyfriend who was blissfully unaware, completely caught up in his own little world. A playful grin overtook your lips as you dug into his ribcage.
“gYAh?! Whahat are you- You’re messing uhup my progrehehess!” The blonde cackled helplessly against your fingers, his brain losing any sense of coordination to fight back and simply opting to curl up. His paper snowflake, now mismatched, long forgotten…
December 19th…
As much as you loved Christmas, it could also be an overwhelming time of year, so today you and Albedo decided to have a ‘lil art date, simply drawing portraits of each other.
The tree and all the decorations gave the place a warm and cozy feel, despite how cold it’d get outside.
You had grown so relaxed in the simple activity that you ended up falling asleep. Albedo smiled at the sight, getting up to put both drawings out of harm's way. He didn’t have the heart to wake you up, knowing how… questionable your sleep schedule could get at times, not like he was one to talk. He settled down next to you, allowing your sleepy self to cling onto him for warmth.
December 24th…
Usually, Christmas eve was the time everyone went all out with parties and fancy dinners, but when two introverts live together, Christmas eve is spent a lot more casually, yet still just as meaningful.
The lights were dimly lit, which accentuated the Christmas tree. You and Albedo were snuggled against each other on the couch watching The Polar Express, a holiday classic. A big blanket was draped over you two, and you each had a cup of hot cocoa for extra warmth and immersion.
It was no secret that Albedo could be a bit of a pro in the kitchen, but his hot chocolate skills were out of this world. Seriously, what is his secret?! You could drink this stuff all day anyday.
More beloved Christmas films would continue to play in the background throughout the night, eventually the both of you passing out on the couch all cuddled up together.
December 25th…
By the time you had come to your senses, it was already daylight. That’s right, it was finally Christmas.
You looked to your side, pouting a bit over the missing alchemist. Said blonde emerged into the room shortly after, holding a present in his hands.
“I know we said no gifts, but I thought this felt appropriate” He was right, neither of you were big on materialistic possessions, gifts never needing to be included for the holiday to be special, but Albedo was a true gentleman, of course he’d still show up with something.
You carefully took the gift from his hands, unwrapping it delicately. A smile instantly spread across your face at the sight. Albedo had taken it upon himself to frame the two portraits you each drew the other day. Simple yet thoughtful. You set it aside, springing to your feet to give him a hug, practically twirling him around, much to the alchemist’s embarrassment.
“That was so thoughtful, ‘Bedo. Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!~” You placed a sloppy kiss on his cheek, grinning when the blonde’s pale skin started to grow pink.
“No need to thank me… Now, go get ready quickly, the snow is waiting for us”
You nodded like an eager puppy, running off to dress yourself properly for the harsh weather. You practically dashed out the door, with an alchemist in hand, heading over to the snowy scenery.
Christmas is a special time of year that can be celebrated in all sorts of ways, yet you wouldn’t trade any of this away. It was perfect, this was perfect. Another joyful Christmas to remember for years to come.
I love you, Azurey. Merry Christmas - S🌸
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lee!doey fic
Thank you for requesting this and I hope you enjoy the story. This story will have angst and fluff. Request #14
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It was nighttime. Everyone tucked up in bed and fast asleep. Except Doey.
Even if he’s out of the factory, it still haunt him. The scientists, the cold, the starvation, and the gentle voices.
He woke up in a panic. Sobbing and shaking. He left the bedroom to clear his mind. He didn’t want to wake every one, so he went into the living room.
You woke up randomly in the middle of the night. You looked you see everyone was still asleep, but Doey was missing.
You slowly got up, trying not to wake up the other toys and looked for Doey.
Y/n: “Doey?”
You headed downstairs to look for Doey. You looked in the hallway and the kitchen, but didn’t see him, until you found him in the living room.
Y/n: “Doey?”
Doey: “A-angel!? What are you doing waking!?”
Y/n: “I could be asking you the same question? Why are you-“
You stopped to see his face flooded with tears.
Y/n: “Doey, have you been crying?”
Doey: “N-no! I was just s-sweating! That’s all!”
He tried making up excuses, but you knew he was lying.
Y/n: “Doey, did you have another nightmare? Tell me the truth.”
Doey: “…Yes”
You walked over to the couch, sat down and patted the couch, telling him to sit next to you. He came over and sat down next to you.
Y/n: “Let me guess, it was about the factory?”
Doey: “Not only that, but just the thought of hurting you…”
Y/n: “Hurting me?”
Doey: “YES! What if I get angry!? I don’t want to hurt you or anyone else!”
Y/n: “Doey…”
Doey: “What if I hurt you, like I did to Jack’s parents!?”
You remember the tape of Jack’s parents visiting the factory to reunite with Jack after he got into an accident with the Clay to make Doey. Kevin ended up murdering Jack’s parents, thinking it was a trick from the gentle voices.
Y/n: “Doey…”
Doey: “I… I’m a monster…”
Y/n: “…No you’re not..”
Doey: “But I..”
Y/n: “Kevin.. you are not a monster. None of this was your fault. It was the scientist. They were the one who hurt you. You were a child. All of you are. You didn’t ask to be turned into a toy and I know you didn’t mean to kill Jack’s parents. You were afraid, hurt, angry. It’s not your fault.”
Doey: “….”
Doey didn’t say anything. And he broke into tears and began sobbing. You held him in your arms, comforting him.
Y/n: “It’s going to be okay…”
As you two were still in the living room, the mini critters came downstairs.
Bobby Bearhug: “Doey, are you okay?”
Catnap: “You and angel, weren’t in bed and we got worried.”
Hoppy Hopscotch: “Why are you crying?”
The mini critters gathered around Doey, concerned.
Doey: “I’m okay, just another nightmare.”
Kickin Chicken: “We would let those nightmares hurt you!”
Dogday: “Yea! We’ll fight them all away!”
Doey: “Thank you…”
You still thought Doey wasn’t feeling well, and thought how you could cheer him up. That’s when an idea came to mind. You whispered your idea to a little critter and they whispered to the others.
Y/n: “Hey, Doey?”
Doey: “Hm?”
Y/n: “Do you want to play a game?”
Doey: “Sure. What is it?”
Y/n: “It’s called ‘Baker’s men’. Me and the critters are the bakers. We’re making bread dough, we need to knead and bake the dough.”
Doey already knew he would be the dough, but thought the game would be fun and decided to play.
He laid out on the floor. Now you and the critters began the plan.
Y/n: “Now before we start we bake our dough, we need to knead our dough.”
You squish your hands on Doey’s belly, causing him to giggle.
Doey: “EHEHE! Careful! That tickles!”
Y/n: “Now, can my helpers knead the dough with me?”
Mini critters: “Yes we can!”
The mini critters began squishing and jumping on Doey’s belly to knead him. This caused Doey to break out into laughter.
Doey: “AHAHAHAHA! WAIT! NOHOHOHO! YOU’RE TICKLING ME! AHAHAHA!”
Y/n: “Now, we have to knead the dough for the next 5-8 minutes.”
Doey: “8 MINUTES! NOHOHOHOHO! PLEASE! AHAHAHAHA!”
Hoppy hopscotch: “This dough is so squishy!”
Craftycorn: “We really need to knead the dough!”
The mini critters began tickling his underarms and his feet.
Doey: “EHEHEHEHEHEHE! WAIT! I’M READY! YOU CAN PUT ME IN THE OVEN! PLEASE, ANGEL!”
Y/n: “No, No, No. Not yet.”
Doey: “COME ON! PLEASE! NO MORE! AHAHAH!”
Y/n: “Hmm… What do you think, my little bakers?”
Mini critters: “No way!”
Doey let out a squeal of panic.
All of you continued tickling Doey for the next 5 minutes. Doey was a mess. He kept squealing, kicking his legs out, and giggling.
After, you and the critters stopped the tickling letting Doey catch his breath.
Y/n: “Now we need to place our dough in the oven and let it bake for 30 minutes.”
You covered Doey in a blanket, as if he was in an oven.
You and the mini critters joined him under the blanket and snuggled him.
Y/n: “We’ll always be with you, Doey.”
You placed a kiss on Doey head and soon you all fell asleep.
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I hoped you all enjoyed this story. Sorry if I haven’t been posting in a while, but I going to get back on track. See you soon! ❤️
Can you do a platonic Doey x reader where they're playing hide and seek with all the toys, but when Doey find the reader he gets a little creepy because he couldn't find them anywhere and panicked a bit? (I'm thinking back to the concept art specifically)
Thank you for clearing up the request. Now that’s get started. Request #13
