grandeur enchantment
i'm called sym. i love dean winchester and grantaire and tony stark. not together, of course. with their significant others and their bottles of choice ale.


New Crackship: ADEAM
Why?: Because I think they are incredibly adorable, would have so much fun, and they’d be one hell of a musical powercouple.
Short Scene: 
She whimpered out of her slumber and found that her body had been covered in nearly a pound of blankets and throw pillows, perfectly tucked in. She gripped the warmth around her, shielding herself from the coldness of her bedroom. She often preferred it cold, which he’d found funny his first time staying with her.
She looked to the empty side of her bed, then to the bathroom door. It was slightly ajar and steam was coming through the opening. She smiled, listening carefully to her shower running. He was probably doing his best to keep quiet, but she heard the perfect melody of Prince’s If I Was Your Girlfriend coming out in his falsetto.
She grabbed the oversized grey t-shirt she’s been wearing the night before, which had ended up on the floor, and slipped it down over her body, then crept carefully across the cold hardwood.
She went into the bathroom and leaned against the door, looking at the slender frame through the foggy showers. She grinned. “You woke me,” she called out.
She saw him jump a bit, then pull the door back to poke his head through. “I’m sorry,” he smiled, as if to say he weren’t. “How’d you sleep?”
"Peacefully, thanks," she giggled. "I, uh, was going to make somethin’ to eat. Are you in the mood for anything special?"
He gave a contemplative look, mostly over her body. “Surprises are nice.”
She rubbed at her hair. “Okay.”
Halfway through cooking some simple eggs and bacon, a pair of hands slipped around her hips and she smiled instantly. “Hiya.”
He turned her around. “Hiya,” he repeated, playfully mocking at her accent, forcing out her infectious laugh. 
"You smell good," she said, placing a hand on his bare chest. 
"It’s your soap," he teased, pushing one of her big brown locks off her face. "Are you going to tell the world that you spend your weekends making love to me? Or am I going to remain your secret lover?
She laughed again. “That makes me sound awful.”
"I’m teasing," he said lowly, kissing her lips, still stained with the red lipstick she’d had on before they fell into bed the night before. 
"I was actually thinkin’ we could perform our song together soon and do somethin’ dramatic at the end. Like… a kiss or somethin’."
"I like the thought of ‘or something’," he teased, reaching behind her to turn off the stove.
Her eyes widened as she tried to turn it back on. “I’m cooking!” she giggled as he stopped her and pulled her away from the stove.
"Yeah, and I’m hungry," he said, almost inaudibly, pulling her back to the bedroom again.

New Crackship: ADEAM

Why?: Because I think they are incredibly adorable, would have so much fun, and they’d be one hell of a musical powercouple.

Short Scene: 

She whimpered out of her slumber and found that her body had been covered in nearly a pound of blankets and throw pillows, perfectly tucked in. She gripped the warmth around her, shielding herself from the coldness of her bedroom. She often preferred it cold, which he’d found funny his first time staying with her.

She looked to the empty side of her bed, then to the bathroom door. It was slightly ajar and steam was coming through the opening. She smiled, listening carefully to her shower running. He was probably doing his best to keep quiet, but she heard the perfect melody of Prince’s If I Was Your Girlfriend coming out in his falsetto.

She grabbed the oversized grey t-shirt she’s been wearing the night before, which had ended up on the floor, and slipped it down over her body, then crept carefully across the cold hardwood.

She went into the bathroom and leaned against the door, looking at the slender frame through the foggy showers. She grinned. “You woke me,” she called out.

She saw him jump a bit, then pull the door back to poke his head through. “I’m sorry,” he smiled, as if to say he weren’t. “How’d you sleep?”

"Peacefully, thanks," she giggled. "I, uh, was going to make somethin’ to eat. Are you in the mood for anything special?"

He gave a contemplative look, mostly over her body. “Surprises are nice.”

She rubbed at her hair. “Okay.”

Halfway through cooking some simple eggs and bacon, a pair of hands slipped around her hips and she smiled instantly. “Hiya.”

He turned her around. “Hiya,” he repeated, playfully mocking at her accent, forcing out her infectious laugh. 

"You smell good," she said, placing a hand on his bare chest. 

"It’s your soap," he teased, pushing one of her big brown locks off her face. "Are you going to tell the world that you spend your weekends making love to me? Or am I going to remain your secret lover?

She laughed again. “That makes me sound awful.”

"I’m teasing," he said lowly, kissing her lips, still stained with the red lipstick she’d had on before they fell into bed the night before. 

"I was actually thinkin’ we could perform our song together soon and do somethin’ dramatic at the end. Like… a kiss or somethin’."

"I like the thought of ‘or something’," he teased, reaching behind her to turn off the stove.

Her eyes widened as she tried to turn it back on. “I’m cooking!” she giggled as he stopped her and pulled her away from the stove.

"Yeah, and I’m hungry," he said, almost inaudibly, pulling her back to the bedroom again.


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