no one talks about how draining it is when your mood is constantly switching between "its okay, i don't care. l'll be okay" and "I don't know how much more I can take"
Could use some luck
Pairing: Aether/Dewdrop
Characters: Aether, Dewdrop
Tags: Fluff, Hair
Word count: 318
Summary: Mushy May Day 4
Dewdrop gets back from tour and Aether takes care of his hair for him.
Fic below the cut or in ao3
@forlorn-crows
It had been six months already, six months in which Dewdrop didn’t have any of his hair-care products with him, and so, when the end of the tour neared, his hair had gone from soft and well-cared to unhealthy.
The night when he got back to the ministry, after all the reunions and having dinner he went back to his and Aether’s shared room and settled down on their nest, Aether sitting behind him right after. Soon, the two men were engaging in their small nightly ritual.
Aether gently threaded his fingers through Dew’s hair as he brushed it carefully. Dew could only lean against Aether and breathe softly as he could finally relish in the feeling again. After getting all the knots and tangles out, Aether started giving Dew a soft scalp massage.
Aether thought about how much he had missed this, having Dewdrop leaning against him, letting all the tension and stress out as Aether carefully took care of his hair for him. Aether couldn’t think of something he looked forward more to than that.
Aether was also thinking about just how damaged Dew’s hair had gotten in those past months. The crappy hotel shampoos and cheap soaps having only done bad to it. He couldn’t wait to get it back to its usual soft and healthy state that he loved so much. The damage felt wrong against his fingers, but that only pushed him to work with it more.
Dewdrop leaned further against Aether, he had missed the feeling of the taller ghoul’s fingers against his scalp, how they would rub small circles against it and get him all calm and sleepy.
A few minutes later, when Aether didn’t have any more product to apply to Dew’s hair, Dewdrop finally allowed himself to fall asleep, right against the taller’s chest, while Aether still threaded his fingers through his hair, only for the sake of it.
Pairing: Mountain/Rain
Characters: Mountain, Rain, original male character(s)
Tags: Fluff, nesting, domestic, kinda kid fic, mentions of pregnancy
Word Count: 454
Summary: Mushy May Day 3
After a long and complicated night, Mountain and Rain are finally able to make their nest bigger, for a new being to sleep in it with them, Drizzle, their son.
Fic below the cut or in ao3
@forlorn-crows
Rain was exhausted, completely exhausted as he sat on the rocking chair in the corner of his room. He had just spent the whole night doing what was probably the most painful and tiring thing he had ever done, yet it was also the most rewarding, because now he got to hold his little child, his pride and joy, Drizzle, a small, day-old water ghoul. All of this while Mountain undid their previous nest and brought in a bigger mattress.
Rain was smiling as he wiped the dry tear steaks that had dried out on his face. Peace, finally, after having problem after problem with the pregnancy, after having to deal with Sister, who was trying to get them to give the kit to the clergy. Peace finally reached them. Sister’s death had been chaotic for most of the ministry, but for Rain and Mountain it had only meant that their main problem was finally over.
Mountain finally finished struggling with the mattress and putting it in place, he then turned around and walked over to the rocking chair, getting on his knees to kiss Drizzle’s little head, “he’s finally here…” He whispered as he looked up at Rain. The water ghoul nodded as he smiled at Mountain, “should we start with our nest?”
To that, Mountain nodded, “how about I hold our little Drizzle for a bit while you pick out the blankets and stuff?”. Rain gave Mountain their son, and carefully got up with his mate’s support. He moved to the pile of blankets and other fabrics that they had put there the previous morning for this exact moment.
Rain started sorting through them, he kept a few blankets and his plushies from their previous nest, but picked up some shirts and blankets from the other members of their pack, he loved feeling close to them too. Mountain looked at Rain fondly, seeing how his partner picked up things from the others warmed his heart a little bit.
When Rain had everything picked out, Mountain moved to him, and helped him start to build their nest, first the blankets, forming a bowl-like shape on the mattress with them, then, Mountain let Rain arrange the other fabrics to his liking, and put some other blankets of his own.
Rain took a deep breath as he looked at the new nest, it turned out nearly perfect, there was only one thing missing. When Mountain changed Drizzle into a different onesie, Rain grabbed the old one, and put it in the nest too, then, it was finally perfect.
Mountain turned around with the, now changed, Drizzle and got in the nest. And like that, the small family fell asleep, holding on to their small son.
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Hey, so uh...
I didn't publish the Day two of Mushy May yesterday because I had to go to a funeral...
But I'll publish day 2 and 3 this afternoon!
i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.
Sunday SwissDew cuddles because touring is hard and tiring.
My mom made it! It's traditional medieval bookbinding, I believe! It was handmade by her, and I love it so much!
I'm just going to drop this homemade beauty here
Writer, mostly Ghost Band. If you need anything, don't hesitate to rant to me
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