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happy birthday gavin~ take my gift and my rage sdlkfj this didn’t turn out the way i planned but whatever I’m DONE LMAO
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Wonderful.
This is simple domestic fluff. I had so much fun writing it that I might do a part two if you liked it?
Gavin x you. (F!MC)
Words: 1.569
Beta by wonderful @victors-toe! ❤️
Warnings: I think there is none.
And as always enjoy!
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Gavin was wonderful to you.
He accompanied you grocery shopping, and would never complain, even if he had stayed up all night. He helped reach things too high for you on the shelves and would silently carry the bags. Even though you, at times, bought way too much.
He blushed whenever your hands accidentally brushed in public.
He gave you his full attention when you ranted, often about work. But he wouldn’t always offer advice, especially when he felt out of his depth with the chosen topic. Instead he listened, presenting his silent support, and made you delicious tea. He practiced in order to make it the way you liked. And if it was a really bad day, he added milk.
Yoghurt
Gavin x MC (I)
Word count: 1.238
Beta: the wonderful @quiche-tea. She’s amazing, and her patience with me is endless! Haha.
Pure fluff.
Warnings: none.
This is written for @stehkotori birthday! I really hope you had a wonderful day! You deserve it so much.
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Slipping in between the sheets, a satisfied sigh escaped my parted lips. I snuggled into the soft, warm fabric of the bed and almost dozed off immediately.
It had been such a long day at work and walking during the rain hadn’t helped either. Taking a long shower unwounded my weary muscles but laying down felt even more wonderful.
I did feel a bit guilty over sleeping at Gavin’s place without him being there, but he gave me a key to his apartment, in case of emergencies, and missing him was an emergency.
He had been gone for four days, and the mission seemed complicated judging by his short replies to my messages. He only did so when he lacked time, and when it happened I always worried.
Even though I understood, and supported him, his silence made me lonely.
Glancing around his dark bedroom, the prolonged shadows made it appear cold and empty. I bit my lip, feeling bereft of him. He could be anywhere…
A tale of a maidan and her stupid wolf.
Wolf!Gavin x MC. (F!MC)
Notes:this piece is the winner of the Halloween fanfiction contest of the Loveland Cuties discord server! I’m so happy to be a part of that server! And so happy to even be able to participate in the event to being with! Thank you all so much <33
2,215 words.
Warnings: suggestive undertones. Angst.
Also, this was done before having read the wolf!Gavin date in the game, so no spoilers.
As always, enjoy!
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The wind was a tricky thing, even to its owner. Useful at best, frustrating at worst.
The wind passed the looming trees, tracing the cracks of old in the wet bark. Notes of the scent sampled, a distant memory recalled.
It sifted through the grounds, caressing each straw of grass like a lover’s touch. It savoured the fresh clusters of dew in the early midnight.
From the tips of the trees to the depths of the earth, he felt each movement. Each individual break in the airflow traced back to its source.
On its return, it lined the leaves, stirring a soft rustle in its wake.
When it arrived, it washed over its owner, touching upon every nerve like a cold reminder. It graced an ear as it whispered the secrets of the forest. Each story told, a vestige forever imprinted, never touched but never forgotten.
A lingering memory, told to deafened ears.
His desire to leave was at war with his need to stay. Chains keeping him placed, reminding him of choices hidden in heart.
The wind was a tricky thing. A blessing and a curse. And sometimes, Gavin liked to turn it all off.
