I Feel Sorry So Sorry For Xanthus. We All Know That Listener Will Survive Since They Are Needed For The

I feel sorry so sorry for Xanthus. We all know that listener will survive since they are needed for the story to be continued. But Xanthus voice, reaction and the screams got my legs weak

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birdyyyyyy

1 year ago

PLS PLS I WOULD CRY WHILE READING IT !!! Isaac buying the listener a cat but as a surprise and the listener getting really emotional but in a happy way. The listener jumping onto Isaac and hugging him and showering him with kisses.

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 ♥ 𝘐𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘤

˜”* ❝𝙃𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤𝙖.❞

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ɪꜱᴀᴀᴄ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅᴀʏ. (THIS IS NOT PART 2 OF BABYDOLL!)

⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯

You were lying in bed, almost closing your eyes. For context, you had a really hard day. You hd lost sleep from the night before so working was just too difficult when your mind wasn’t even working. Isaac had asked you a few times if you were alright and you would try to reassure him but he insisted that you relax for at least an hour. It seemed like he was going soft on you lately but you didn’t mind.

The house was quiet. Like, suspiciously quiet. Normally, you could hear any little sound but you heard nothing. That was until you heard the front door open and then shut. However, it didn’t sound like someone was leaving, it sounded like someone just came in. Did Isaac seriously leave and you didn’t notice? Damn. You were really that tired.

You could hear some rummaging and shuffling before it got closer. Next thing you knew, the sound was right outside your door.

Two knocks.

“Can we come in?”

We? Well, that detail didn’t matter anyway because you were too tired to catch it.

“Yeah, come in.” You reply, trying to project your voice and hide the tiredness in your tone.

You hear the handle move around a bit before seeing the door open.

“Okay, wait. Close your eyes.”

“Huh?? Uh… okay…”

You close your eyes and smile. These little shenanigans were so out-of-character for Isaac but at the same time, It was so… him.

“Hold out your arms”

“Like this?”

“Nononono,” He gently adjusted your arms, “Like this.”

He put something in your arms and you immediately held onto it tight enough to make sure it wouldn’t fall.

“Alright, open!”

You open your eyes to see a beautiful grey and black cat (American Curl - they’re super cute) in your arms.

“Isaac!” You look at him with your jaw practically to the floor, “It’s a cat!”

“Yeah, I was looking at her for a while and she reminds me of you so… See, she’s already looking at you like you’re her parent.”

“That’s because I am now. She’s my baby.”

You gently put the cat down on your bed and hug Isaac tight. He puts his head on top of yours and kisses your forehead. You lift your head up and kiss all over his face.

“Do you like my surprise?”

“Like?? I love her. She’s like our baby now.”

“Yeah, we’re her parents now. Ah, but, we need to give her a name.”

“I have so many ideas for that…” You say while going back over to the cat and petting her.

You couldn’t see it but Isaac was looking at you with the most loving eyes ever.

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“Ow! Y/N, she keeps scratching me!”

“She just wants to play!” You say, taking her in your arms.

You lean forward, to Isaac and kiss him.

“Thank you, baby. Thank you so much.”

“Anything for you.”

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AHHHHH THIS WAS SO CUTE TO IMAGINE. ISAAC GIVING THE CAT TO THE LISTENER UGHH. they're so married i swear. anyways TYSM FOR REQUESTINGG ! requests help sm w writer's block and having no motivation so thank u sm and i hope this met your expectations

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birdyyyyyy

1 year ago

Yo it’s me AGAIN WITH A XANTHUS IDEA !!! so I am an artist (I know you are too) and what if Xanthus sees your art ? The listener has been hiding it from him since the listener is afraid of Xanthus opinion !!! LIKE CMON Xanthus has his own art gallery and he has seen many art pieces ? So once the listener was alone in the room, listening to music and then OH NO ??? Xanthus sees your sketches ?!? But the listener doesn’t notice him for a while and Xanthus just watches them draw :0

𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 - 𝐱𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞 ✧

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[ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛ] xᴀɴᴛʜᴜꜱ ꜱᴇᴇɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ.

a/n: I LOVE THIS REQUEST SM !! i actually freaked out a little when i saw it because it describes EXACTLY me ?! like i dont show my art to anyone because of judgement also, so i was like WOAH im gonna love writing this, tysm birdy <3 !! gender neutral reader ! i tried not to label the drawing too much, so you can just imagine you drawing whatever you want :)

c/w: none just tooth rotting fluff ;p

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Everything was perfect today.

You in the private room in the gallery, and Xanthus touring people around, showing off the art he has collected over the years of his lifetime. The weather was lovely for once, considering it was London, and the music in your ears set the mood perfectly. It was the most perfect day.

Xanthus has been out for a while, probably in one of his cute rambles about an artist he knew to one of his guests, so you took this opportunity to grab the sketchbook you'd hid in your bag, and sketch for a while. Grabbing one of the pencils that Xanthus had in his draw, you got comfortable at the desk and started to sketch, putting on one of your favorite songs as you do.

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You hadn't realised how much time had passed, as once you start drawing your mind goes elsewhere, letting your deft hands have a mind of their own as they move along the page.

Xanthus had finished touring a few guests by now, and went to go check up on you. Going up the stairs to the door and opening it carefully in case he startles you.

"Love? I'm sorry for leaving you for so long, these particular guests wanted to know everything about John Costable's art piece of Stratford Mill, and to say I got carried away would be an understatement." He chuckles a bit as he speaks, closing the door behind him. He didn't notice what you were doing until he looked up, seeing the back of your head down on the desk in concentration, headphones in and your focus sharp.

He makes an "ohhh" sound under his breath as he nods to himself, acknowledging you and your focus. He stands there for a few moments, just admiring you, before slowly walking up behind you, trying not to alarm you. You don't seem to notice him at all as he stands behind you. He starts to peer over your shoulder, before gasping a little.

Your art is there on the table, in plain sight for him to see. He stands there just staring, picking out all the details you add and your art style, admiring it in a trance. This is the first time he has been able to see your art in full detail. The first few times hes only seen a glimpse before you realise hes there and covering it away from his view, and saying it's just "nothing important". But now, he has a full view of it.

Standing behind you, he watches you for a while, cherishing this one moment where he can see your passion in its true form. He watches how your skilful hands carefully move across the page, holding the pencil precisely in place as you draw. Attentively sketching light thin lines with the led from the pencil, adding little details where needed. Xanthus almost seems to be entranced, as hes never seen this side of you before. He feels like he is watching you for hours, just you and him in your own world.

As you add the last few lines, you put your pencil down on the desk and seem to check it over, making sure you haven't missed anything. Xanthus watches you carefully, admiring the finished page as he feels proud of your work. He smiles to himself, resisting the urge to hug you from behind as he wants this moment to last a bit longer. He pays attention to the way your head tilts to the side slightly, looking at the drawing from all angles. His heart swells seeing this, finding this action adorable, feeling all warm inside.

You sigh, and lean back in the chair as you finish, accidentally leaning the back of your head against Xanthus' abdomen. He hadn't realised how close he had gotten until now. You move quickly, turning around as you look up to see who is there, taking your headphones off and putting them on the desk. There stands Xanthus, a warm smile on his face as you acknowledge his presence at last.

Your eyes go wide as you go to close the sketchbook as quickly as you can, before turning back round and playing it off.

"Xanthus hey your back! Have you uhm- been there the whole time?" You ask nervously, your voice shaking a little. "Pray tell he hasn't seen anything." You think as you wait for his response.

He smiles warmly as he reaches out to stroke your head a little, "Love, your art is stunning, why didn't you show me sooner?" He asks, as he watches your expression change.

"I uhm..." You start, looking down. There's no way of getting out of this if he's already seen it. "Well, I just...uh" You struggle to get the words out as he looks at you intently, trying to form an answer.

"I just thought that, because you've seen so much art in your lifetime, and obviously I- I'm not like all the other artists in this gallery, I just... I was afraid of your...opinion on it, you know? Because you have a lot of art experience with other artists and I just thought- mph.."

He hushes you with a kiss to stop your rambling, stroking your face as he does. He pulls back and smiles, looking you in the eye.

"Love, I've already told you this, I don't judge. Remember when you first came here and I was showing you art, and I asked you what you see, what did I say after that?"

You swallow nervously as you recall the memory. "I am the last to judge." You say as you repeat what he said.

He kisses you on the cheek. "Exactly, and I meant that, truly. I don't just like full pieces of art, you know. I appreciate all the art humans make. Even sketches like yours, my love." He kisses you. "You don't have to be scared to show me. This," He points to the sketchbook, "Is truly remarkable, love. I must admit, I was in quite the trance watching you work, and the feeling I felt watching you was just...it was lovely. I felt proud, even." He smiles. "So please, love, don't feel like you need to hide this from me. I would never judge art, especially yours, how could I? Art is truly a blessing, and I could never judge you for it, my love."

You just stare at him as he holds your hands. You can't hold back the smile you feel coming on to your lips, as you launch yourself into his arms, hugging yourself into his chest. He chuckles a little as he hugs you back, kissing the top of your head.

You pull your head up, still holding on to him as you look at him.

"Thank you, Xanthus, really." He smiles as he pulls you in for a kiss, before whispering against your lips.

"It's alright, love, I'll always support you."

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i loved writing this, its such a cute ask especially because im an artist as well <3 thank you for requesting birdy !

-Jasper