#lamento

@obsessedfujoshi:

Merry Christmas!

Here is my gift for @uuuuuughhhhhht​ I hope you like it. I’ve (somehow) never tried humor before so I hope it doesn’t come off as too dull.

The only thing Konoe likes about the winter is the untouched snow that covers every inch of the forest, giving it a beautiful sparkle that almost seems lonely. Everything else he hates.

He can never get warm with the snow seeping into his clothes and fur till it reaches his bones. His tail feels weighed down with the snow that sticks to it and the tips of his ears go numb at every little breeze. It’s all horrible and he hates it with a passion, especially this particular winter.

Ever since he has been traveling with Asato, his winter hate has multiplied. Konoe has tried many times to explain to his companion that he doesn’t like the cold, but it seems to go over his head because he continues to do everything Konoe hates. It wouldn’t have been so bad if they made it to the city before the storm hit, where every room has it’s own hearth and a surplus of wood. But they were still a good two days of travel to the city and it was practically impossible for Konoe to tough out the snow for that long.

It was sheer luck that they found a small abandoned cabin shortly after the storm hit. There was just enough room for them to lay down with keeping a small fire in the hearth for some warmth in their run down shelter. It wasn’t perfect with the gaps between practically every board letting in the freezing air but it did enough to keep some of the warmth from the fire in.

Asato apparently liked the cold weather. It gave him a sort of playfulness he didn’t normally have. Konoe would watch him skitter across the snow, climb up trees only to jump down into the larger piles of snow just to shake it off and do it all again. It made Konoe cold just watching it.

Konoe has quickly learned that with this newfound playfulness,  Asato is very uncaring of Konoe’s own comfort. He wouldn’t close the door to their shelter when he comes back in, he shakes off the snow inside instead of outside, and worst of all he presses his freezing cold hands on Konoe at any chance he gets.

Asato’s cold hands are the worst part of winter, Konoe has decided. He would be jerked awake by the hands rubbing against his ears. Shocked into dropping his food or water by hands creeping up the back of his shirt to press against his warm skin. And even on the arch of his foot when he is trying to warm them next to the fire.

All of this and still Konoe cant scold Asato. As soon as it happens he glares at him but he just huffs in frustration when Asato just has a completely innocent look about him while mumbling that his hands were cold. Konoe just couldn’t bring himself to take his anger out on him.

At the very beginning of the thaw, Konoe thought of the perfect little revenge against Asato. It was the first day it was feasible to sunbathe outside, the sun just starting to be strong enough to feel warm even when surrounded by the snow. Asato was lounging under a tree not too far off from their shelter, the bare branches giving enough gaps for him to be fully in the light. Konoe started his little plan on the other side of the shelter, not wanting to alert Asato of what he was doing.

Konoe started off with a small pile of dead leaves and rolling them into the snow to make a ball. He kept rolling it and rolling it, his excitement grew as the ball of snow got bigger. His hands were numb from the cold and his back was sore from being bent over at an awkward angle to roll it, but he just knew it would all be worth it in the end.

When it got to the point of being almost too big to carry, Konoe patted it down to hopefully stay in one piece while he moved it. It took some finagling, but he was able to lift the big ball of snow with his arms straining to hold on.

He slowly moved to where Asato was peacefully napping, completely unaware of Konoe sneaking up on him. Everything was going perfectly to plan. He stood right above Asato, positioning the snow in his arms above the other’s head. He waited a moment while holding his breath to see if Asato will wake up from Konoe being so close. When he just keeps sleeping, blissfully unaware, Konoe cant help keep his grin at bay, almost letting out his laughter. He takes a deep breath and drops the mound of snow onto Asato’s face.

Asato immediately bursts up in a panic. Konoe was able to step back in time to not be knocked over by the sudden movement. Asato looks around in a panic, looking for danger. His sight lands on Konoe looking completely lost and covered in snow and frozen dead leaves. Konoe cant keep it in anymore, he hunches over and bursts into laughter.

It gets even worse when Asato looks at him in complete shock. Konoe has to bend over and clutch his stomach with how hard he was laughing. It takes a moment, but Asato finally gets over his shock and shakes the layers of snow and dead leaves off, shivering from the cold.

Konoe’s laughter ceases all at once at the look Asato gives him once he is cleared off. They have a staring stand off for a few breaths. Konoe takes a small step back at the feral looking smile Asato gives him, and before Konoe has a real chance to react Asato pounces onto him, knocking him down into the snow.  Konoe playfully growls and struggles to break out of Asato’s grasp, but he isn’t having any of that as he tries to bury Konoe in the surrounding snow. Konoe lets out an embarrassing squeak when the snow manages to slip under his shirt. He struggles harder against the weight pinning him down. He does NOT want to be covered in snow. He is cold enough as it is.

Konoe somehow is able to get a handful of snow and slap in onto Asato’s face, stunning him just enough for Konoe to slip out from underneath him and start running away. His plan of revenge went horribly wrong. He really somehow thought it would just be a quick laugh and back into the shelter to warm up, not running away from Asato at full speed trying to bury him alive to freeze him till spring.

Dread runs throughout Konoe when he slips on the snow, Asato right behind him. He is able to get a few more steps before a heavy weight knocks into his back, throwing him face first into the snow. He just lays there and accepts his cold death with the weight barring down onto his back, effectively trapping him.

It’s a few moments of them trying to catch their breaths when Asato gets off Konoe. Konoe is quick to flip onto his back to keep an eye on Asato’s next move. He doesn’t do anything but hold his hand out to help Konoe up. He huffs but grabs it anyways, quickly being pulled to his feet. They stand there, eyeing each other up for any other foul play.

Konoe shivers, finally realizing the snow covering his body and starts to shake it off, grumbling about it all the while. Konoe looks up from his task in time to watch Asato rapidly shake his head back and forth, his hair sticking up all over when he is finished. Konoe cant help but laugh, Asato joining him for no particular reason.

Konoe shakes his head and heads for the shelter, where hopefully the fire hasn’t gone out yet so it’ll be nice and warm for him. He hears Asato follow soon after, still laughing to himself. Probably thinking the whole thing was a game Konoe finally initiated and not a revenge. Oh well, at least they had some fun.

@ruedilandia:

Hi! These are my gifts for @keinsky! :D Hope like it so much! I’m very happy for do this for another Bardo’s fan!! I use these prompts “Bardo cooking with Konoe ?”, “Konoe noticing that Bardo’s fur is getting more silvery as they grow older ?” and “AU where Bardo became a demon after all?”
Marry Christmas and Happy New year! :3

PS: If there is any problem with the links or any other information,please, send me a note! Thanks!

@uuuuuughhhhhht​:

And here’s my drawing for @roseltheteacup​ !

Here you have the boys playing in the snow a bit, although Rai doesn’t seem as enthusiastic… Also, as a side thing, have a casual Kaltz making a snowman with his magic:

Anyways, I hope you like it! And a Happy Holidays for all of ya!

@chokolala:

Here is my gift for @dencity! I hope you enjoy this shui/leaks fluff! Have a wonderful holiday :>

Chill seeped through Leaks’ skin, settling deep into his bones. A layer of frost so faint it was barely visible rested on the windows, only faintly obscuring the surrounding forest, devoid of leaves and dusted with snow.

Regardless, the outside couldn’t compare to how cold he felt. The quilts and blankets stacked on top of him did nothing to ease his shivering. It was unbelievable, how a simple, irritating sniffle yesterday evening had evolved to this state. Although he was dedicated to his magic, he wasn’t one to neglect his health. 

Leaks inwardly cursed his luck. 

He tugged the covers closer, curling under them to keep as warm as possible. As tired as he was, sleep was fleeting and unrestful. With vague memories of dreams he drifted in and out of, he would wake up covered in sweat, alone in a dark room with only the faint light of a guiding leaf. 

In spite of his frustration, there wasn’t much he could do. What little energy he had wasn’t nearly enough to get anything done. He closed his eyes, trying to ignore the way his skull was pounding. 

He fell into another sleep. Again he had those vague visions. Swirls of colours, blending into one another: reds, oranges, greens, and browns. There was a sound in the distance, coming closer and closer. It was some sort of melody, a gentle song-

The sensation of a warm hand on his forehead eased him into wakefulness, the dream dissipating from his mind completely. Leaks’ eyes fluttered open at the feeling, his surroundings coming into focus.

“What are you doing here?” he said, voice raw and scratchy. It took all of his energy to speak, making it impossible to even attempt to sound as put-off as he liked to parade himself to be. 

In return he got a smile. As usual, it seemed impossible to dispirited the other cat, green eyes alight with optimism, as well as a hint of concern.

“How are you feeling?” Shui asked.

“I’m fine,” Leaks said, throat aching with every word, “I will sleep it off soon enough.”

Shui lifted his hand off Leaks’ forehead. Leaks’ nearly made a sound of protest before catching himself, pursing his lips with a scowl. Shui stood without a word and walked off. For a brief moment, a sense of longing struck Leaks, the urge to reach over and tug at Shui’s robes, to tell him not to go. He laid still however, mind still hazy from exhaustion, barely registering the sound of water splashing. It felt like he had only blinked once before Shui was in his line of vision once more.

“You have a fever,” Shui said. He placed a cool washcloth on Leaks’ forehead. 

“I don’t need this.”

Ignoring his words, Shui leaned over and adjusted the blankets that had been strewn about on the bed from Leaks tossing in his sleep. They remained silent as Shui stood to rummage through the shelves, rifling through the collections of herbs and rations. Leaks considered asking him if he found it acceptable to touch others’ possessions without permission, but remained silent with the knowledge that it wouldn’t stop him. After a few minutes, Shui sighed. He slowly shut the cupboard door he was crouched in front of, and turned to face Leaks.

“I’ll get you some medicine from town,” he said, clearly dissatisfied with whatever Leaks had on hand.

“I don’t need such things,” Leaks argued, before launching into a poorly timed coughing fit. Shui shook his head while he wheezed and hacked.

“I won’t be long,” he said, rising to straighten himself out. 

“I told you that I’m fine!”

“You don’t look well,” Shui countered, “you have a temperature, and you’re paler than the moon of night,” he was no longer smiling, instead his eyebrows were knit with worry. 

Being looked at with such worry only brought forth a confusing sort of pang deep in Leaks’ chest. It was quickly drowned out by the racing of his heart as Shui moved towards the door.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to get you something before you get any sicker.”

“I said that you don’t have to go!” 

The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could think. He felt his body and mind go stiff. What on earth was he rambling about? Where did those words come from? 

The sound of Shui’s footsteps came closer. When he looked his way their eyes met, Leaks’ freezing in place like a mouse caught in a trap.

“I’m sorry,” Shui said. He proceeded to sit on the floor next to the bed, legs crossed, “having someone by your side when you’re ill is important. I didn’t intend to make you feel lonely.”

Leaks gawked at him. 

“…I don’t know what you’re speaking of,” he finally snapped, as soon as he composed his thoughts, “it has nothing to do with being ‘lonely’! It was…”

As Leaks’ words drifted off, he wracked his mind for some sort of excuse. His hot cheeks, the racing of his heart, the way his breath was caught in his throat- it was all the fever- yes, exactly, the fever. 

“It was the fever!”

Shui chuckled, but he didn’t tease him any further.

“Then I’ll stay a little while longer, at least until you fall asleep.”

“Do as you please,” Leaks rolled over so that he no longer faced him, although he kept his ears perked up, in case he changed his mind and left.

While he didn’t hear footsteps, there was the sound of fabric shifting and the light creaking of the floorboards. It wasn’t until the first strum of notes that Leaks understood.

“Are you trying to lull me to sleep?”

Even without looking, he could clearly picture the smile on Shui’s face. 

He continued to play, his strumming warm up blending into one of his songs. A soft melody that somehow enveloped Leaks in a warmth he couldn’t explain. It pierced through his chest, something he would never admit normally, but in his sleep deprived state he was hyper aware of its power. Soon he would be overtaken with weariness. Each note nudged him closer to sleep, and he knew it would be futile to fight back. He shut his eyes once more, enveloped in a deep rest. 

If he dreamt, he wouldn’t remember once he awoke to a package of herbs beside his bed, the smell of soup Shui had prepared, and that smile he couldn’t look away from.

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