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(H:SR) White Night but its in low quality

In other words: Ive learned how blender animation works, albeit at an extremely primitive level so all I can give you is a rotating Firefly.

I get up for work in 6 hours and I chose to stay up making this instead.

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hey do you know katawa shoujo

I do, but it's been at the very least a DECADE since I interacted with it. I still highly respect it though, despite my lack of memory.

It's also one of the first visual novels I remember, alongside Corpse Party, and Go Go Nippon: my trip to Japan, this one in particular being my first ever exposure to visual novels.

SPEAKING OF WHICH:

Did you know these two are actually Fuwamoco of Hololive? Because I didn't and had a fucking heart attack the same way I realized Bettel of Holostars was part of Criken's group.

I had gotten nostalgic and wanted to visit the Game Grumps playthrough of this game until I got vtubers back in my result, and I clicked on their video out of curiosity. Lo and Behold, hearing the 'NOEH' made my jaw drop.

The world truly is a small place.

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Happy pride month to my favorite gay writer

(ToCS/Genshin Impact) Elliot and Venti's S/O giving them a surprise kiss

Every now and then I get a comment along the lines of "Thank you for writing this WLW content", and in a way it makes me glad that my writing can be enjoyed by everyone despite that I am, in fact, a dude. Then again, my friends tell me have I have the taste of a Lesbian so maybe I'm onto something. Anyways, time to ACTUALLY be gay and thirst over Elliot.

Elliot lets out a tiny yelp when S/O has seemingly come out of nowhere to give him a peck on the cheek.

After his hand initially goes to rub the spot they kissed, he then laughs, smiling and turning to his S/O.

(Elliot) "Geez, where did you even come from?"

(S/O) "Been asking Fie for some tips to get the drop on you!"

(Elliot) "Did she tell you that I'd probably have a heart attack too?"

With each subsequent kiss, Elliot gets used to it, just smiling and leaning into them after a while.

And after the fourth or fifth, Elliot sidesteps S/O before giving them a surprise smooch to the forehead, giving a playful smirk to them.

(S/O) "Wha-How'd you hear me coming?!"

(Elliot) "Oh, just been asking Rean for a few pointers to stop a surprise from happening!~"

Now, Elliot was going to play S/O like a fiddle with each new attempt, and he was a very fast learner.

Venti knows S/O is coming no matter what.

He likes to tease them in saying that he can 'hear their arrival on the wind', or some flowery way.

In truth, it was kinda hard to not hear someone attempting to surprise you as an Archon, with only VERY few exceptions.

Still though, didn't stop him from being a little shit about it, far from it!

In fact, Venti loves to get the drop on them instead, his footsteps barely audible to any mortal's ear as he hugs them from behind and kisses the back of their neck.

Smirking behind them, S/O pouts after getting startled.

(S/O) "Venti!"

(Venti) "Greetings, my beautiful dandelion!~ Did you miss me?"

(S/O) "Using the wind is cheating, you know!"

(Venti) "I haven't the faintest idea of what you imply!~"

Of course he was cheating to hear them yelp.

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Gentiane with smart and lazy S/O. Since they are both too lazy to put in extra work, they go both cuddle in a secret spot to lazing sleep and hope T-Dolls or other commanders don't find them

(GFL) The Commander and G36 with a lazy S/O

This is the first post the Commander has gotten despite the fact she became available in January WHOOPSIES

Honestly, Gentiane respects the hustle S/O has. Do the work they're paid to do, nothing less, and nothing more.

They both exchange spots to take a quick nap in, one that is (hopefully) devoid of any prying eyes.

One, because the Commander at least deserves some privacy when spending time with a loved one!

And two, no one can yell at them to get back to work.

Heavens forbid a woman shuts her eyes in her own office!

(Gentiane) "The storage area, interesting choice."

(S/O) "Yeah, G11 shared this spot to me, actually."

(Gentiane) "...Is that where she goes off to? Huh, clever girl."

Though, their frequent "short breaks" usually result in Kalina finding them, demanding "bribes" or she'd report them to Helianthus.

So, the two have had to be creative in avoiding her money-grubbing eyes...

G36 knows that S/O can be hardworking, especially when the situation calls for it.

Which makes it all the more frustrating to her that she finds them 'napping' in increasingly harder to find spots.

Well, at least S/O thinks they're hard to find. G36 has played these games before with other T-Dolls. At least humans had somewhat of a better excuse than the other girls.

(G36) "S/O. This place isn't good for sleeping."

(S/O) "GAH!? Ah, hey, honey!-"

(G36) "Please go back to work."

(S/O) sigh "Alright, alright...-"

(G36) "And if you plan to hide paperwork, it will only increase your workload later...And beneath the drawer isn't a good place for them either."

(S/O) "D-Duly noted."

S/O may be the human she loved, but that did not mean G36 was going to cut them any slack.

In fact, it's because of that fact G36 is absolutely relentless in shutting down S/O's laziness.

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I’m having trouble deciding who to pick as a romance for the rest of the series. What’s your rankings for Cold Steel romances from the first game?

ELLIOT.

Okay joking aside, the games won't allow me to be a gaylord so Towa and Laura are my next picks because I think they're cute. Though take my advice with a grain of salt, anytime it told me to choose a character to spend my "Romance time", I hung out with Elliot.

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ok so imagine a reader who eventually at some point starts excitedly giving Robin, firefly, march and Acheron goodbye and hello hugs cuz they’re just very happy to see them?

(H:SR) Robin, Firefly, March 7th, and Acheron's S/O giving them energetic hugs

It doesn't matter how tiring the concerts were for Robin, or how long the day ahead of her was:

The moment she left and came back, S/O's loving embrace was all that she needed to get her psyched up.

Smiling, Robin allows herself to melt into their warmth as her wings flap just a little faster.

(S/O) "You did great out there!"

(Robin) "Thank you, dear..."

Robin's hugs are just as warm, though it's far more relaxed in nature.

Mostly due to the fact she can just be herself around them.

Firefly happily reciprocates S/O's hugs due to the nature of her mission. Though Elio's script has her coming back alive, that doesn't mean it'd be a short trip by any stretch of the imagination.

And so, her hugs are just as energetic as S/O's, a sad smile and a tight hug leaving, and an even bigger smile and a bone-crushing embrace returning.

(S/O) "Firefly! Welcome back!"

(Firefly) "It's so nice to hear your voice again..."

Firefly's hugs are passionate and surprisingly strong. Though given the nature of her strength, maybe it shouldn't be as shocking.

Usually, she lifts them off the ground and will yelp for a moment if the same is done to her, ending in a fit of laughter as she just rests within their arms for a second longer.

March will return the energetic glomping with equal force, if not stronger.

Even if she was going to be gone for at maximum a few days, she'll act as if she won't see them for a while solely for dramatic effect.

(S/O) "Finally, you're back!"

(March 7th) "Of course, now come here you!"

There has been times where she has almost tackled S/O to the floor in the surprise "hug", both of which begin laughing immediately as the volume of the train car increases tenfold.

March's hugs are playful yet firm, she isn't going to be lifting S/O off the ground but she sure as hell can stagger them with it.

Acheron isn't as playful when it comes to hugging, but her touch lingers on S/O's body longer than theirs.

Sighing deeply into their arms before she leaves, she reluctantly pulls back.

Moments like these, it's not goodbye, not really. It was more like...she wasn't here right now.

(S/O) "Acheron...be safe, please?"

(Acheron) "Of course. And to you as well, S/O. I'll find my way back to you."

And to that S/O gave a little smile, causing her to chuckle.

(Acheron) "Or at the very least, I'll text you when I think I'm nearby."

(S/O) "That sounds more accurate."

Acheron's hugs are long as she can barely feel the touch of her lover. Despite the Nihility that ate away at her, she'd do all she could to remember their loving embrace.

But the hugs she gives upon returning last for nearly ten minutes, unused to having someone actually waiting for her return and not wanting to let go of that feeling just yet...

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Can we get a fluffy moment of March waiting with Reader for Pom-Pom to finish baking some cookies? :3c

Time Tastes Sweeter with You

Summary: March 7th and you pass the time waiting for Pom-Pom to finish baking cookies aboard the Astral Express. March’s playful antics and her impromptu photoshoot lead to heartwarming and lighthearted moments, capturing the quirky charm of your bond.

Tags: March 7th x Reader, Fluff, Lighthearted Romance, Found Family Dynamics, Photography Themes.

The Astral Express was unusually quiet, save for the soft hum of machinery and the faint, delicious smell wafting from the kitchen. You sat on one of the lounge chairs, leaning back with a relaxed sigh. Across from you, March 7th leaned forward, elbows on the table, chin resting in her hands, her camera dangling from her neck. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and her cheeks puffed as she let out an exaggerated groan.

"How long does it take to bake cookies?" she whined, glancing toward the door leading to Pom-Pom's culinary haven. "It’s been, like… forever!"

You smirked, glancing at the clock on the wall. "It’s been ten minutes, March."

"Exactly! Forever!" she huffed dramatically, flopping back into her chair and letting her head hang over the edge. "Pom-Pom said they’d be done soon, but what if 'soon' is their way of torturing us? What if they never finish, and we just sit here, waiting for cookies that never—"

"March," you interrupted with a chuckle, "you’re being a bit over the top."

She sat upright immediately, narrowing her eyes playfully. "Me? Over the top? Never." Grinning, she grabbed her camera, leaning forward to snap a quick picture of your amused expression. The camera’s click was followed by her triumphant giggle. "Gotcha! That’s the face of someone who’s definitely humoring me."

You laughed softly, leaning your elbow on the table. "Someone has to."

March grinned wider, her energy as infectious as always. She flipped the camera around to show you the photo — slightly blurry but undeniably candid. "See? Perfectly captures your I'm-so-patient-with-this-goofball vibe."

You rolled your eyes, but your smile lingered. "Maybe I should take the camera and catch you in one of your dramatic cookie-deprived poses. Then we’ll see who’s really the goofball."

Her gasp was overly theatrical, and she hugged the camera close to her chest. "Not a chance! This baby is my soul. My legacy! Besides…" She leaned closer, her expression softening, "you’re way better at being the model."

That threw you off guard for a moment, her sudden sincerity catching you in the middle of thinking up a witty comeback. March had a way of doing that—swinging from playful to heartfelt in the blink of an eye.

Before you could respond, she broke the tension, grinning mischievously again. "Oh! Idea!" She jumped up, her chair scraping lightly against the floor, and rushed to your side. "While we wait, let’s do a mini photoshoot! I need more pictures for my Wall of Memories anyway."

"March, I—" you started, but she was already dragging you to your feet.

"No excuses! This is prime waiting-for-cookies energy, and I must document it. C’mon, c’mon!"

You laughed, letting her pull you along to the open space near the window. The view of the stars outside served as a stunning backdrop, and March was already adjusting her camera settings with a look of pure determination.

"Okay, stand there! No, wait—here! Perfect! Now…" She looked up at you, her expression softening again. "Just be yourself, okay? No fake smiles. I want you in this photo."

You nodded, a little shy under her gaze but trusting her all the same. She raised the camera, and the soft click of the shutter filled the space.

"Perfect," she murmured, smiling warmly as she looked at the preview.

Before you could comment, the kitchen door swung open, and Pom-Pom’s cheerful voice called out, "The cookies are ready!"

March lit up like a firework, grabbing your hand and tugging you toward the kitchen. "Finally! Let’s go before Pom-Pom eats them all!"

As you followed her, her laughter ringing in the air, you couldn’t help but think that moments like these—simple, silly, and full of warmth—were what made being with March so special.

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Sneak Peek to the next entry of the 'Acheron gets her ass ULTRA lost' saga:

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(Source: Acheron is very MOTIVATED)

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Is evanescence old?? Am I old?????

22 years ago this song came out.

Call me Arkhan the Black because I just casted Curse of Years onto myself realizing how old it actually was.

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(H:SR) Acheron singing Karaoke with her S/O

It was between this song and a Linkin Park one. I know I already have my age on my bio, but DAMN if this doesn't really emphasize it.

Truthfully Acheron had no idea how she managed to get her and S/O roped into this situation.

The two of them were originally just looking for somewhere to sit down within the Golden Hour.

After an embarrassingly long time of just wandering around, albeit the time spent together was pleasant and precious, only found one establishment of note.

And it wasn't even one that the two of them had heard of: You can sit down and pay for your meal as normal, but if you sang to the customers well, you could get it completely for free.

S/O and Acheron laughed at the idea.

(S/O) "Psh! I don't know if you could even pay me to sing..."

(Acheron) "It sounds entertaining, though I agree with you. I'd rather pass..."

Unfortunately the two of them had said this within earshot of the owner, who immediately rushed to their table.

(Owner) "Your voices...They're...so unique!"

(Acheron) "I beg your pardon?-"

(Owner) "Please!...I insist, you two must perform a song for my business! Of course, you will be handsomely rewarded with the entire menu, on the house!"

Acheron and S/O exchanged a glance, both unsure on how to proceed.

(Acheron) "Allow me to handle this-"

And now, after letting Acheron attempt to defuse the situation, accidentally made it worse and both of them were on stage.

(S/O) sigh "Well...tonight at least promises to be entertaining."

(Acheron) "So it would seem...Hm. A song I recognize."

(S/O) "...Bring Me to Life? I don't think I've heard of that one."

The two could hear the customers mutter amongst themselves, at the very least the couple appeared to be in good company. Most of which were chuckling, though not at them. They were probably just as bewildered, and thankful they weren't the ones on stage.

(Acheron) "It appears you're on backup vocals. Might as well see if we can sample the food here."

(S/O) "Hah, I'll follow your lead."

[Bring Me To Life (Karaoke) - Emo Robin Evanesence]

Thankfully, with the power of the Dreamscape, both Acheron and S/O were able to learn how the song went, the stage darkening before lights flickered on, focusing on them.

A piano tune began to start, the chuckles amongst the crowd beginning to intensify.

Acheron, for her part, remained composed, mostly still trying to comprehend the absurdity of the situation.

Acheron took a deep breath, and let the first words escape her lips:

(Acheron) "How can you see into my eyes? Like open doors?"

She was able to feel some shred of embarrassment, which she wasn't sure if she should be thankful for at this very moment. Her voice was hesitant at first seeing everyone react, but S/O's lighthearted smile got her to focus.

After all, they were originally going somewhere to have fun. Better make the most of the precious few moments she can share with them than to not do anything.

(Acheron) "Leading you down into my core, where I've become so numb..."

Now that she was actually singing it rather than listening to it, the lyrics resonated a little too close to home.

Whether it was intentional that this song in particular was chosen, she didn't know.

(Acheron) "Without a soul..."

(S/O) "Ooooooh...?"

S/O was just as nervous it appeared, judging by their wavy backup singing, but it caused her to smile ever so slightly, easing S/O's tension, both of them barely fighting off the urge to laugh.

(Acheron) ""My spirit sleeping somewhere cold, Until you find it there and Lead...it...back....home."

There was a moment of silence, before S/O put their entire heart and mouth to the mic.

(S/O) "WAKE ME UP!"

The sheer force got Acheron to smile fully, thankfully keeping her composure, somehow.

(Acheron) "Wake me up inside-"

(S/O) "I CAN'T WAKE UP!-"

(Acheron) "Wake me up inside-"

(S/O) "SAAAVE MEEEEE!-"

(Acheron) "Call my name and save me from the dark-"

Okay, this song really was too close to home for her liking. Was it her subconscious that got this song picked?

...Well, at least it was pleasant to listen to normally, S/O's screaming and her borderline monotone voice not withstanding.

(S/O) "WAKE ME UP!"

(Acheron) "Bid my blood to run-"

(S/O) "I CAN'T WAKE UP!-"

(Acheron) "Before I come undone-"

(S/O) "SAAAVE MEEEEE!-"

(Acheron) "Save me from the nothing I've become!"

The reactions of the customers were about split down the middle. Half of them were appalled by the singing, the other half just laughing and enjoying the vibes the couple brought.

Even if it wasn't good (It really wasn't), they could at least tell they were having fun. And wasn't that the entire point of the Golden Hour?

At this point, Acheron was just singing to mostly S/O, audience be damned, the lyrics should at least make them recognize how she feels.

...Acheron decided to push aside the thought of recognizing how cheesy this was to the back of her mind and continue.

(Acheron) "Now that I know what I'm without You can't just leave me Breathe into me and make me real Bring me to life..."

Now, S/O appeared to have a similar thought process and sang to just Acheron, getting more and more into it. Admittedly, she was too.

(WAKE ME UP) Wake me up inside(I CAN'T WAKE UP) Wake me up inside(SAAAVE ME) Call my name and save me from the dark(WAKE ME UP) Bid my blood to run(I CAN'T WAKE UP) Before I come undone(SAVE ME) Save me from the nothing I've become

(Acheron) "Briiing meeee toooo liiifeee..."

(S/O) "I'VE BEEN LIVING A LIE! THERE'S NOTHING INSIDE!"

That part was supposed to be whispered, but S/O kept the energy going by screaming. Or maybe that was adrenaline.

Instead of continuing with her line, she finally broke a soft chuckle, making S/O break character too, including some laughter from the audience, though it barely registered.

Knowing what part was coming next, Acheron put her feelings into the next verse, seeing how fitting it fit her.

(Acheron) "Frooozen inside without your toooouch! Without your looooove, darling! Oooooonly youuuuu are the liiiife among the deaaaaad!"

(S/O) "All this time, I can't believe I couldn't see! Kept in the dark, but you were there in front of me!"

(Acheron) "I've been sleeping a thousand years, it seems Got to open my eyes to everything!"

The two were now mostly facing each other, their amusement clearly written on their face and focusing on singing to one another.

(S/O) "Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul!-"

(Acheron) "Don't let me die here-"

(S/O) "THERE MUST BE SOMETHING MOOOOOOOOORE-"

(Acheron) "Briiiiiiing meeeeee tooooo liiiiife!-"

(WAKE ME UP) Wake me up inside(I CAN'T WAKE UP) Wake me up inside(SAAAVE ME) Call my name and save me from the dark(WAKE ME UP) Bid my blood to run(I CAN'T WAKE UP) Before I come undone(SAVE ME) Save me from the nothing I've become

(Acheron) "Bring me to life!"

(S/O) "I'VE BEEN LIVING A LIE!

THERE'S NOTHING INSIDE!"

(Acheron) "Bring meeee tooooo LIIIIIIIIIIFE!"

As the song slowly faded out, they were met with applause. Whether or not it was out of pity or because they actually did good, neither could say.

S/O was mostly out of breath, but Acheron was completely fine. Physically, anyway.

She was still trying to process if this kind of self humiliation was worth it, for what little she could still feel of it anyway.

(Owner) "Magnificent! I don't think I've ever heard stranger voices ever perform here! I have no regrets asking you to sing in the slightest!"

(Acheron) "Were we good?"

(Owner) "Oh heavens no! But it was entertaining! After all, karaoke is meant to be enjoyed first, good second! You two appeared to get in the mood."

That...wasn't wrong.

(S/O) "So...are we getting free food at all?"

(Owner) "Hm...-"

The man tapped their chin, struggling to think about it.

(Owner) "...Your main courses are on the house, how about that?"

(Acheron) "Better than nothing."

...

S/O sighed into their chair, still hearing the other patrons talk about them, meanwhile Acheron was snacking on a peach appetizer they served.

(S/O) "Don't think I'll ever live that down."

(Acheron) "If it'll make you feel better, most of the people here will get too drunk to remember it at all."

(S/O) "True...I think I liked that song a lot more than I thought I would."

Acheron chuckled, feeling their hand reach for hers, which she squeezed back.

(Acheron) "I'm glad it was something I recognized at least we had to sing."

(S/O) "Maybe next time we can have our own private karaoke session?"

(Acheron) "Hm, that doesn't sound too bad..."

Unbeknownst to the couple, the Trailblazer and March 7th were passing by the restaurant and recorded the two singing once they recognized the voices, much to S/O's dismay.

Acheron would later ask if S/O could send that video to her, to keep that fond memory saved.

Even if S/O would want all evidence of such buried and never spoken about again.

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How about a request where some of the girls from Star Rail catch S/O singing well?

(H:SR) Robin, Firefly, Fugue, and Serval catching their S/O singing

Robin's wings flap the moment she hears S/O's voice coming from another room. Were they...singing?

It wasn't her intention to sneak up on them, but the familiar tune S/O was singing to themselves over the radio brought a smile to her face, stepping quietly to not startle them.

(S/O) "Feel the fire deep within, you're the key to where my trust begins, join my dream it's just the right time!~"

As they cleaned their room, their head swayed to the beat, the sight causing Robin to giggle.

Which immediately had S/O leap, startled that the singer of the current song was right behind them.

Robin now laughed at their reaction, a hand moving to cover her mouth.

(Robin) "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you!"

(S/O) "Jeez, how long were you standing there?"

(Robin) "I just got here, truth be told. But I did hear your singing coming in, you've got a lovely singing voice!"

(S/O) "Hah, I don't think it's as good as yours."

Robin shook her head at that, moving to sit on their bed.

(Robin) "I mean it, S/O!"

S/O sat down and leaned onto her, playfully nudging her shoulder.

(S/O) "You're not saying this just because you're my girlfriend, right?"

Another giggle escaped Robin as she squeezed their hand.

(Robin) "Well, I would be lying if I said hearing the person I loved singing to one of my songs didn't make me happy!"

Robin hopes she can walk into them singing more often, and always keeps an ear out for it whenever she gets home now.

A/N:

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIISE UP INTO MY

WOoOoOoRLD

RENEW YOUR DEFINITION

Firefly smiles hearing S/O's singing from the other room, not moving to get up to see it personally, though.

Instead, Firefly remains on the couch and focuses her attention to hear the melody.

Her smile gets bigger as her eyes close, taking this moment to enjoy S/O's voice.

(Firefly) "Hm...!~"

Part of her wonders if she can ask S/O to sing for her, but her cheeks immediately darkened at the thought, to say nothing of how S/O would feel.

But...Firefly felt like that she could convince S/O if she tried hard enough, making her giggle.

(Firefly) "Maybe a little later..."

Deciding not to rush things, she'll let things play out for a little while before making the request. Maybe she can steal a few more shows to herself before S/O became aware...

Fugue immediately recognizes the tune S/O is humming, though predictably, she can't remember exactly how it went.

All she knew is that the song brought her comfort, immediately moving to them in the kitchen.

(Fugue) "...S/O?"

(S/O) "Hm? What is it?"

Fugue stood close to her lover, a small and sad smile on her face.

(Fugue) "That song you were just humming. I'm having a little trouble remembering it but...I think I like it."

S/O smiled at that, moving to gently grab her and and led her back to the living room.

Sitting down with her, S/O momentarily adjusted a record player, letting the song slowly trickle into the room.

(S/O) "I think letting it play will be the next best thing."

(Fugue) "...Can you sing with it?"

S/O chuckled at that, their thumb gently brushing the top of her hand.

(S/O) "For you? Sure. Just...don't be surprised if my singing isn't as good. It wasn't really back then either."

Fugue giggled, letting them both relax as the song began, hearing S/O's soothing voice go along.

Though their voice was pleasant, it didn't really matter to Fugue.

Their voice going along with the song started to have tiny flashes of fragmented memories go through her head as she could vaguely recall the times they listened to it together.

Memories that brought a smile to Fugue, though right now she was in the middle of making new ones with S/O.

Upon hearing S/O sing, Serval's eyes go wide. The song itself wasn't even that important, but what was S/O!

It was...PERFECT FOR HER BAND!

Serval immediately rushes up the stairs, bursting through their door and causing S/O to yelp.

(S/O) "OH MY GOD-"

(Serval) "S/O, what the heck was that?!"

(S/O) "W-What, was my singing bad or something?-"

(Serval) "Heck no, the opposite! That was freakin' great! Why didn't you tell me you could sing like that?!"

(S/O) "I mean, I wasn't intending to hide it-"

(Serval) "My ass! You know Pela and I go out for our music, you could bring one heck of a stage presence with your voice alone!"

(S/O) "I...I don't mind singing for you, Serval, but I don't know if I could in front of an audience-"

(Serval) "Then we can train ya! Come on, pleaaaaase?"

S/O laughed at the sheer energy Serval was unleashing at them, raising their hands in an attempt to calm her down.

(S/O) "Okay, okay! Maybe just...one song.-"

(Serval) "Fantastic, we're beginning training now!"

(S/O) "H-Huh?! Wait, I didn't mean-"

Serval gently grabbed S/O's wrist, smiling as she pulled them along and turned off the radio nearby.

(S/O) "Wait, what about the workshop?"

(Serval) "Eh, it can wait! Come on, let's jumpstart your music career!"

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Genshin Love Letters and Confessions - feat. Ganyu, Kokomi, Chiori, Shenhe, Jean, Sara, Ayaka, Keqing, and Hu Tao (in order)

Follow-up for my Genshin Love Letter event, in which these sweethearts sent you a love letter, but forgot to sign them. Still, you know them well enough to figure out who sent each and every one. Now, it's time to go and visit them in person. Shall we?

-Ganyu-

Your heart aches with sympathy at each written word as your eyes trail downwards. Even without a signature, you'd spent more than enough time with your half-Qilin companion to know of her... unique sleeping habits, as well as the vivid dreams that often accompanied them. Honestly, it's a miracle that she even survived this long, given how indiscriminate her choice of napping spots is.

You smile gently at the final words of her letter. As if you could ever say no to her.

Liyue Harbor was world-renowned for several different reasons, from the bustling businesses lining its streets to the gorgeous Glaze Lilies that bloomed along the edges of its landscape. Still, though, as your gaze falls onto Ganyu anxiously playing with a piece of her hair, you deduce that the city itself pales in comparison to the beauty of its inhabitants.

"Did you wait long?" You lean closer to her, making her blush from the proximity.

"Not at all, actually. I had planned to come here earlier, but... there were some last-minute issues I had to attend to." Her eyes shut for a moment, the very mention of work seemingly exhausting her. You nudge her in the direction of the nature-dense trail up ahead.

"Well, you're here now. How about we just leave all that work stuff behind for the night?" She softly exhales, letting the tension exit from her body, before agreeing.

It doesn't take long for you to notice her uncharacteristic quietness. Sure, she may act shy often around others, but with you? It was as if all of the words that yearned to escape from her lips during the day flooded out the moment she was with you at night. As her ramblings began about lazy coworkers or stressful workloads, you'd always been there, strolling by her side to listen. And yet today, you hear nothing. You shoot a glance to your side only to find her looking at the ground.

"Ganyu...? Did your dream scare you that much? You know I'd never actually hate you."

She nods pensively. "I know. Don't worry. I did ask to see you because of that, but that's not... the reason why, exactly." Your ears perk up as you silently wait for her to continue. She takes a deep, heavy breath before turning over to you. "It's just that—well, you know me. I've always felt this barrier between me and most other people, especially with my lineage. I've never... I've never known someone that I've been so scared of losing before."

Her footsteps come to a halt. Before you can question it, her hand reaches out to hold your own. As you look into her eyes, a flash of determination marches across them as she peers directly into your own.

"So that's why I want to be with you for as long as I can. Would you be willing to go out with me?" Her eyes squeeze shut and her hand, intertwined with your own, reverberates like a shivering rabbit. You clasp them gently in return.

"Of course."

-Kokomi-

As you slowly push the door to Kokomi's secret hideout open, her words come rushing back through your head. "I feel at ease with you around, and I know I can let my guard down and not stress about social expectations." Seeing her sleeping form slouched on top of her messy desk, you believe every word.

"Wake up, sleepyhead." You gently tousle her hair, earning a groggy whine from her in response. She stirs and looks up at you with a blank expression, processing your arrival, before snapping awake.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I'm the one that called you here, yet here I am nodding off." She throws in a nervous giggle before falling silent, playing with the ends of her sleeves. "So, you read it...right?" As she peers up at you with timid eyes, her expression brings to mind the image of a scared bunny. The thought—along with her sincerity—brings a smile to your face.

As much as you feel sympathetic to her fears... admittedly, this is far too perfect of an opportunity to tease her; besides, hearing those words from her lips would be much nicer than just reading a piece of paper. And so, you look down at her with a grin.

"Read what, exactly?" A shocked look—followed shortly by a glaring, blushing one—blanketed her face.

"Are you really going to make me say it out loud? It's too embarrassing..." She hesitates to bite the bait you laid out, yet you're not ready to give up just yet. Tauntingly, you lean in closer.

"Come on now, Kokomi. You're a master strategist, and you're telling me you didn't see this coming?" At this, her eyes widen and her hands move to cover her face. For several moments, no words are exchanged between the two of you—you patiently waiting for her to give in and her seemingly incapable of doing so. At least, that's what you think at first. But then slowly but surely, a tiny, muffled voice cracks through her shielding hands.

"...I like you..."

You pat her on the top of the head.

"I like you too, silly."

-Chiori-

A flash of rosy red coats your cheeks as you digest her words. When you saw that you'd received a letter, you couldn't possibly have imagined just how bold of one it would be. Still, though, you can't say you're too surprised by the idea that Chiori would write something like this; it's not like her public image came out of thin air.

Now that the weight of what you're holding is starting to sink in, oddly enough, you feel a sense of relief wash over you. Maybe it's just because she took on the hard work of confessing first, or maybe it's the way she hardly even considers the possibility that you'd reject her (good observation skills on her part). Or maybe it's just the fact that you finally get to know that your crush likes you back. Regardless of which one it is, she deserves to hear your own feelings.

"Chiori? Are you still working?" As you step onto the floors of the esteemed Chioriya Boutique, a whiff of her signature perfume alerts you to her presence. With a loud groan, she gets up and walks over to where you stand.

"Finally, you're here. Perfect timing actually; I didn't have time for lunch, so I'm rather hungry. So, tell me, what are your thoughts on that bakery I mentioned?" Her words rush out of her mouth so fast that you stumble over your own.

"Hey, wait! Aren't we going to talk about... you know... everything else you said in the letter?"

For a brief while, confusion scatters across her expression. Your stomach starts to feel queasy in anticipation, wondering what she'll have to say next. Despite how frequently she spoke her mind, its inner workings still remain a bit of an enigma to you. And then, at last, she continues.

"What is there to talk about? We like each other, and now we're both on the same page, so what's the issue?" Her words carry a strong, bulldozing attitude, as they always seem to. Yet, a slight blush envelops her face. You relax a little at the sight. Even the most confident of people can still get embarrassed, it turns out. You laugh a little, the action causing her to frown.

"Hey! What's so funny?" You shoot her a giddy smile in an attempt to reassure her.

"It's just nice seeing you be the one getting flustered for once, y'know?"

With that remark, her redness only increases more and more, until she looks like a bomb about to explode. She clicks her tongue at you before jutting her hand out to yank your wrist, dragging you outside into the city's streets towards the aforementioned shop.

You have a funny feeling that your life's about to get much, much more eventful now that she's claimed you as her own.

-Shenhe-

"I promise that I'll keep you safe from any dangers that dare threaten you while I'm around."

Reading the letter's final line brought you back to the first time you had met Shenhe. While you had been enjoying the scenery of the Liyue mountains, you'd unfortunately gotten lost and wound up in hostile Fatui territory. The situation rapidly went from bad to worse when they'd falsely assumed you were a spy or something... Really, if she hadn't shown up and rescued you, you're not sure what would've become of you that day. But there's no need to worry about that anymore; if anything, maybe it was good luck that happened. After all, it gave you the chance to see her in a positive light. Nothing like the scary rumors passed around back home.

It didn't take long before you grew fond of her and actively started to seek her out, always bringing along whatever gifts you could find. Thankfully, her unique taste in food meant you'd often spot favorite plants of hers along the way, so it didn't take much effort. Still, she always seemed so surprised by the presents. It made you wonder how many... or how few, you should say, that she'd received beforehand.

All that to say, you'd long since grown aware of her loneliness, of her unfamiliarity with human social customs, and how it's contrasted by her deep desire for connection. And you knew that you never, ever wanted her to be alone like that again.

As you drew near to her home out in the mountains, you breathed in the fragrant air. Looks like she's already gotten started on one of those herbal soups she's so fond of. Admittedly, you found them to be... a bit too unique for your tastes at first. Now, though, your taste buds have grown accustomed to them, to the point where you actually have started to crave those flavors... or maybe it's just that you associate them with her bright, expectant eyes eagerly watching you try out her favorite recipes, along with her subtle yet warm smile when you tell her you enjoyed them.

Despite not knocking on her front door yet, it was hurriedly thrust open by Shenhe, who was now standing in front of you. It's a rather endearing quirk stemming from her superior senses that you've noticed ever since you started coming over—the way she'd rush over to you so fast, yet pretend to act nonchalant when you met face-to-face.

"Oh, you're here. Dinner's almost ready." She turns to walk toward her kitchen, but before she can make it, you reach out your arms to latch onto her. You bury yourself deeper into her backside and let your emotions seep out of your body and soak into her skin. A distinct sound of her breath hitching makes its way into your ears. You clear your throat.

"I promise, I'll stay with you forever and ever, Shenhe."

Her body relaxes into you as she reaches her hands up to cover your own. Even in the silence, you can feel the weight of her doubts being lifted off of her shoulders and dissipating into the air and clouds. If her worries ever do return, though, it'll be okay. You'll be right by her side to dispel them as many times as it takes.

-Jean-

From the moment you walked into the Knights of Favonius Headquarters, hushed murmurs and barely held-back giggles made their way into your ears. Seriously, what is up with everyone today? They can't possibly know about Jean's letter to you... right? Right? But then again, knowing her weird ideas about responsibilities and burdens, you're not so sure that she would've confessed to you without an outside push. You sigh before opening her office door.

"Jean?" You take in the strange view in front of you. She's sat in her usual spot, yet her typical orchestra of carefully organized papers is mysteriously missing. Looking at her, you notice that her hands are abnormally empty and resting—or shaking, more so—on her thighs. Realization hits you. "Wait, are you not working on anything?"

A flash of panic stirs through her as she rushes to explain herself. "It's not that I don't want to work, it's just—oh, how do I say this..." She fake coughs, attempting to regain composure. "The others may have caught wind of the letter I wrote you and, well, by the time I got back..." She gestures to her vacant desk space.

Ah, so that explains the weird energy of this place. Not to mention the wink Lisa threw you when she'd spotted you coming over here (then again, that may have just been her being her normal self). An awkward air fills the space between you two, as blushes rise to both of your faces. You decide eventually to break it, albeit with much embarrassment.

"So, uh, how long are they planning on holding your precious papers hostage for?"

She sighs and looks longingly at the door. "They said that I'm not allowed to work for the rest of the day. The only reason they didn't kick me out entirely was so you'd be able to find me faster."

You laugh at the images coming to mind of how that whole scenario must've went down. Even without being there, you can still perfectly hear Jean's complaining and failed attempts to argue ringing in your head as if you were. With a grin, you walk over to her side.

"Well then, let's make the most of this free time together." You grab her hand in yours as she looks up at you pensively.

"Does this mean you accept my confession?"

You press your lips into the top of her overheating head, a little blessing that you hope may bring her peace of mind. "Of course I do."

-Sara-

The miniature clock on your wrist glares tauntingly at you as you sprint towards your destination. 5:10 p.m. You didn't normally show up to your mandatory training with Sara this late, honest. It's just that work ran a bit longer than expected. That's all (and definitely not because you got distracted by a food vendor). Still, your muscles are already tensing at the scolding you know she's about to bombard you with.

It's odd, really. You're not even a part of the Tenryou Commission—or any job that requires physical training, for that matter. Yet all the same, Sara had abruptly waltzed into your life and demanded that you begin training with her. Apparently, it was something about you "needing to be able to defend yourself when she's not around" or whatever other weird things she'd bark at you when you slacked off or expressed any complaints.

Once you finally made it to your designated spot, you began to slow down, panting like a dog in summer's heat. You weren't given any chance to relax, though, as a stern voice pierced into your skin.

"You're late." Looking up timidly, her glare and harsh scowl came into view. Normally her reprimanding was subtler and layered with drawn-out speeches and explanations, but not today. She knew that both of you were already well aware of your error.

"I know, I'm sorry. Work just ran late and—"

"I don't want to hear it." She groans while looking you up and down. "Looks like I was right to make this decision after all."

You pause in confusion. "What decision?"

"This training isn't working out the way I thought it would. I had expected you to treat your safety as a top priority and give it your all, but clearly that's not happening. You're still much too weak for my liking." The urge to argue with her burned at your throat, yet you bit it back, just barely allowing her to continue speaking. Still, if she wanted to give up on training you, she could've just said so.

"So, in order to keep you as safe as possible, we will remain at each other's side every day. That way, I'll be able to protect you and ensure that you're never late to a training session again."

An empty silence lingers for several seconds as you process her words.

"So... like dating?"

Her face goes blank, like she's a broken machine failing to register commands. "What? No, we're just going to move in together and be with each other each day. That's perfectly normal."

You have to forcefully wrangle your facial expression under control at the absurdity of her obliviousness. The worst part is that you know she's completely serious. Before meeting her, you likely never would've believed anyone could be this unintentionally obtuse, but... well, here you two are.

Well, whatever. Maybe as time goes by, she'll begin to realize how awfully romantic your future living situation really is, or the meaning behind her constant blushing as your skin bumps into one another during practice. Until then, you'll happily remain by her side for as long as her confused heart demands.

-Ayaka-

Sakura bloom tea.

The sweet, fragrant aroma wafts all around you, originating from the twin teacups you and Ayaka are sharing. For some reason, she's begun to offer this kind exclusively during your visits. The cause of her actions eludes you, yet based on her attentive looks she throws your way each time the cup draws towards your lips, perhaps it holds more meaning than simple kindness. Today, the flavor is especially strong.

"Thank you for being willing to come over on such short notice. It really means a lot to me." Her voice peters out a little at the end of her sentence, a tranquility exuding from her form.

"Of course. It sounded like you had a lot to say, so I couldn't just ignore you."

She presses her cup back down onto the flat surface. "Yes, I did—if you're alright with hearing me out." You nod affirmatively and watch as her lungs fill up with air and determination, before exhaling. Her eyes bore into yours, a newfound intensity brimming within them.

"I'm well aware that many outsiders view me as extremely fortunate for my position in the Kamisato Clan. I can't say they're entirely wrong, but... they don't see the extent that it affects my entire life. They don't have to sit and listen to others converse with each other so happily and carefree, only to switch to formalities the moment I come over. They didn't have to watch the other children play outside together, only to be rushed over to another lesson on mannerisms. This position is a blessing, yes, but it's also a prison." Despite her somberness, a gentle smile stretches her lips from each side.

"You, though... When I'm with you, I feel free of those shackles. You treat me like a friend, like I'm more than just a person with a grand title."

All of a sudden, she disrupts her own speech. The once-silent room around her becomes filled with jarring thumps and thuds as she gets up from her seated position and strides over to you, slamming herself down by your side. You're about to open your mouth and question her, when her lips press themselves into yours. It's a bit harsh at first, but soon melts into a more timid softness.

She eventually pulls away, but only slightly. With a whisper, she speaks again.

"Can we be more than friends?"

Before long, the tastes of your pair of sakura bloom teas meet and become one once again. A simple, wordless answer, yet somehow, it communicates more than anything else you two could say to each other.

-Keqing-

Most of the time at work, Keqing was a permanent, thundering, and pervasive force throughout your day. Whether it was to pester you over some work with a tight deadline or to bring you little treats from the break room—the ones she claims she just happened to grab too many of—her presence was a permanent fixture in your daily life. And yet, today, she was nowhere to be found.

"Keqing? She said that she's in a meeting right now, I think."

"Oh, Keqing offered to go out and grab some office supplies. She's not back yet."

Over and over, time and time again, your questions got those same sorts of replies. Strange, since this has never happened before in your long time of being coworkers. You bite your lip and ponder. There's no way you're about to go home and leave her feelings unanswered. And so, you settle yourself into the seat at her desk and wait.

It isn't until nightfall that she returns. When she walks in, she nearly doubles over from the fright of seeing your shadowy form and shrieks violently.

"Don't scare me like that! Why are you here anyway? You're supposed to be home by now." You push yourself out of the seat.

"I wouldn't have to be if a certain someone hadn't been running around all day. You're the one that told me not to procrastinate telling you my feelings." At the mention of her letter, she stiffens and slowly deflates like a balloon. Her eyes drift to the side, far away from you.

"...I already told you not to respond. I know you don't like me like that anyway, so don't bother." With that, she turns away and starts to move her hand over the door handle. But before she can actually use it, you reach out to her.

"Keqing, wait."

You gently rest your hand on her shoulder, making her breath hitch. You continue to speak.

"I don't know what's making you think I don't like you, but I do. I really do."

After a few moments of silence, she slowly turns to face you. With a flash of concern, you notice two trails of tears making their way down her cheeks. Her lip is stained with trace amounts of blood, likely from biting it so hard—a nervous habit of hers. She locks eyes with you.

"Do you actually mean that?"

You cup her face with both hands. As much as you try to brush off the tears, more and more seem to replace them.

"Yes, I promise. And I'll prove it to you, no matter how long it takes."

-Hu Tao-

You've showered countless times. You've furiously scrubbed at each patch of skin you could reach. You even grabbed a wad of tape and started pressing and peeling it all over, but to no avail. The glitter enclosed in that stupid letter is still stuck to you like neon glue, regardless of how much effort you put into making it not so.

You had to get revenge.

Up ahead, Hu Tao is busy taking care of some funeral parlor work. Seeing her like this, you'd think she's an innocent, hardworking businesswoman, but you know the truth. You're literal walking proof of her more playful side and of just how cruel of a prankster she could be. It's alright, though; soon, she'll look exactly like you.

Seems like she's finally taking notice of your arrival. As she spins around to face you, a wide, bright-eyed grin makes its way onto her face.

"Hey there, looks like you received my present. Did you like it?" Her eyes narrow mischievously, probably hoping for an entertaining reaction out of you. You, though, simply smile back.

"I sure did. So much, in fact, that I got you this."

Her joyful expression falters after you speak. "Wait, what do you—"

A stream of bright, colorful rainbow glitter interrupts her words as it splashes onto her, making her yelp. You made sure to aim it for the exact same spots that her gift hit you. For a little while, she fails to even react, but soon after she quickly melts into a puddle of booming laughter. So much so that, by the time she's done cracking up, there's a well of tears stuck in her eyes. A high-pitched exhale escapes her throat as she meets your gaze.

"Now see, this is why I like you so much. You're always so fun to be around." She leans closer to you. "Say, how about you go out with me?"

You furrow your brows at her.

"Is this another one of your pranks?" She giggles a little, before making a solemn expression you've only ever seen her wear a handful of times. It's one exclusively saved for the most serious of moments with her, the kinds that leave no room for jokes or lighthearted quips.

"No, I really mean it. I like you. So, what do you say?" She presses herself even closer, talking in a faint, melodic tone. Her eyes watch you expectantly, as if she already knows what answer you'll give. And you know it too.

"Yes, I'll go out with you."

Her face beams with gleeful delight and quickly, she grabs you for a tight hug. Wait...

"Stop rubbing the glitter off on me!"

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Author's note: Good lord was this a long one, easily my longest post to date. Apologies for any mistakes, there ain't no way I didn't mess up somewhere in this 4.1k words, long as hell mess T-T still, I hope y'all enjoyed it <3

Taglist: @cmiru final post for the Love Letter event!!!! Thank you (and others, you know who you are mwa) for the support. It really means a lot to me :D

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“Lady Aglaea, if you don’t mind, perhaps a break would suffice?”

Phainon looks up, almost hopeful, his blue eyes meeting yours from where he stands in the middle of Aglaea’s dress making shop.

The demigoddess doesn’t pause in threading a needle, her golden threads do not ensnare you as you step through the doorway, already moving carefully as to not to bump into the several mannequins already pinned with fabric.

“Now, I am almost done, if it wasn’t for the near fashion disaster that he arrived with, I would have simply let him be,”She replies. You hear a yelp, Phainon, of course.

“I told you not to move, lest I poke you with a needle again,” Aglaea warns, but only you notice that there’s a mirthful curl to her lips, even as Phainon looks at her with a wounded look.

You stifle a laugh with a poorly feigned cough, as now the white haired young man gives you a pleading look again.

“Lady Aglaea,” You try once more, humor in your tone.

This time, the golden dressmaster sighs, tying off her threads and you hear Phainon exhale in relief, “Fine, but we will resume the same time come the morrow, to ensure you have something more appropriate to wear.”

Phainon takes one of your hands, shaking it gratefully, “I’m forever in your debt.”

Which of course, makes you laugh, “You thank me now, but this means Lady Aglaea may not give you the same mercy tomorrow.”

The young man blanches, but is quick to escape the dressmaster’s shop. You watch his retreating form get smaller and smaller down the street.

The only sound is the few of the Garmentmaker’s movements, spooling threads among its many tasks. Aglaea stands, placing the pins back into a cushion while nodding to herself.

“Work for Lady Goldweaver never ends, I presume?” You ask.

Aglaea only gives you a small look, but one that quickly lightens as she accepts your offering in an outstretched hand. The scent of sweet custard and cheese nearly make your own mouth water, had you not had your fill earlier in the market square.

“Usually they’ve sold out before I can buy any,” Aglaea hummed, even after so long, you know her well enough to see she enjoys the sweet treat.

“Maybe that’s because the vendor still finds it to be quite the ego boost that a Chrysos Heir enjoys his cooking, that almost all of Okhema would line up to get one,” You tease, letting out a laugh when Aglaea turns away to prevent you from stealing a small corner piece.

“And that said Chrysos Heir does not take any breaks to get some for herself,” You remind.

“Well.. there is much to be done,” Comes her retort, even as her tone remains collected, you almost think that you hear a bit of childishness to it.

“As you say, Lady Aglaea.” You smile at her.

You look to the mannequin nearby, watching how she draped fabric over it with practiced ease, her nymphs fluttering around her assisting as she took bites from her snack.

“So what had you nearly torturing the poor lad for most of the day?”

Aglaea huffs, “I was simply providing him proper clothing that does not clash in colors.”

You raise a brow, your smile only widening, “You cruel cruel woman.”

Aglaea holds up the yellow shirt and purple pants. You make a quiet oh sound in understanding, already seeing the brightness of the colors clashing. Before you see them flung into the furnace, as you stare amazed.

“Nevermind.”

She sits beside you, her nymphs fluttering away to do whatever it is they were wont to do in the city.

“My thanks,” Comes from her quietly, as she wipes at her hands. The crumbs of flaky dough caught in the napkin she quickly rolls into a small bunch in her hands.

“You looked like you needed it,” You respond, gently patting her free hand as she places it within your own. “I heard that the council is starting to give you some more pushback, and while it was something small, I hope you liked it.”

Aglaea hums, acknowledging your words, before her fingers entwine with yours as the quiet ambiance of the dressmaker’s work area surrounds you both.

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(H:SR) Firefly, Acheron, Seele, Fugue, March 7th, and Himeko seeing your phone's wallpaper is them

As in, the wallpaper is a picture of you and the lovely lady together. Had no idea how to actually title this, but you get the idea!

Firefly isn't the type to go snooping around people's belongings (unless there was something dangerous afoot), especially in regards to you!

She respects your privacy, and knows that you wouldn't do anything to betray her trust!

But when she sees your phone on a nearby table, her first instinct is to give it back to you!...Wherever you were, anyway.

As soon as she flips it over to the front, your phone flickers to life, causing her to freeze from what she saw.

It was...her! And you, smiling together, both posing for the camera.

Even after all this time, Firefly still felt camera shy, but with how bright both the smiles were, she couldn't tell. A hum of both approval and happiness escaped her lips.

(Firefly) "Hehe! You look cute in this.~"

She remembered what happened during that picture perfectly. It wasn't anything grandiose, just simply hanging out on your bed cuddling, but you had the idea of capturing the moment, and of course she had no objections.

(Firefly) "Maybe I should do the same for my phone too..."

Firefly smiled before putting your phone to sleep and going to find you, making sure to ask if you could send her the photo later.

After all, you wouldn't mind Firefly doing the same, would you?

Plus, you could have at least made her look more flattering with the angle...

Acheron sees your phone vibrate, her eyes shifting across the room and realizing that you were in the middle of something.

And knowing you didn't hear it, Acheron picked the phone up, ready to hand it to you. Though the picture she saw stopped her plan.

It was a picture of herself sitting next to you. The smile you had on your face that moment was far bigger than hers, yet she could still see her lips turning upwards.

At first, Acheron frowned. She couldn't tell exactly when this picture was taken, but it appeared to be recent.

(Acheron) "Hm. At least I look good in it."

Shaking her head, Acheron simply gives you the phone, telling you of the notification.

Though, the photo of you two sticks in her mind as she sits back down.

The feelings rising to her chest were...pleasant. Just like the photo, it made her smile too, thankful she has you in this very moment.

Maybe she should take a photo of her own, to make sure the memory truly never faded.

Seele grabs your phone to hand it over, before awkwardly realizing you were in the bathroom taking a shower.

Before she set it down...curiousity got the better of her.

She wasn't the jealous type to think you were texting other girls (mostly) , but she did wonder what your notifications looked like.

Her eyes going wide the moment she turned the phone on. The text in front of her was completely blocked out in her mind, instead focusing on the image behind them.

It was Seele herself playing with the Moles, a smile on her face.

Was her grin that big like an idiot?!

Immediately she began blushing, pouting that you took that image without her seeing it!

(Seele) "That little...!"

If you showed that image of her to the others, Seele was going to kill you.

At least get her attention so she can pose better-

...Wait, no! Don't just go randomly snapping pictures of her!

...Though the wallpaper did make Seele smile a little, remembering how happy Hook and the others were to play with you and her.

Fugue can't help but stare at your phone's wallpaper since it was left unattended on a nearby table.

It was an image of her, that was to be expected.

What wasn't expected was that it wasn't an old photo.

It was her only a few days ago, the two of you sharing a smile what must have felt like old times.

Why in the world would you choose to have a picture of her right now?

Though she was confused initially, a small tear ran down her cheek as her thumb brushed against the screen.

(Fugue) "...You still love me."

It sounded stupid when she said it aloud. Of course you still love her.

No doubt that seeing an old image would have reignited some fragmented memories that she would have struggled to recall.

Instead, you deliberately chose to have something recent, making her smile despite the tears now rapidly falling from her eyes.

Choosing to love the woman in front of you, despite everything that has happened.

March snatches your phone like a goblin, immediately snooping to see what you were up to!

Maybe she'd search up your internet history!

Or more scandalous, who you were texting!

Instead she was enamored by the photo of her kissing your cheek playfully, with you trying to shove her back (affectionately, probably).

That immediately made her pout.

(March 7th) "Of all the photos you decide to make your wallpaper, you chose that?!"

March is honestly offended!

There were so much more romantic/funnier/weirder images you could have used that you took together!

Why that one of all of them!

(March 7th) "Hmph! I'll just have to choose better!"

She immediately goes to your image gallery, furiously looking for something better to use!

March would show you how proper photo taking is done at some point!

Himeko's smile grows even bigger when she sees the wallpaper on your phone.

It was you and her, looking up into the starry night.

Courtesy of March who took the image, she had to say you looked quite dashing!

Even though it wasn't the most traditional couple photo out there, it still meant a lot to her that you even decided to have that as your wallpaper.

Chuckling, Himeko puts your phone back down. Truthfully, she was wanting to see what your lock screen had looked like, and the results couldn't have been more pleasing!

(Himeko) "Good taste, dear.~"

Though you weren't in the room when she made the comment, Himeko would be sure to bring it up the moment you came back.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

I’m only been seeing you for Trails of Cold Steel imagines. Are you basically like the titan, Atlas, holding up the fandom or is there others? Maybe I haven’t scrolled low enough but I’m just saying.

As far as I'm aware, it's just me. There's more writers over on AO3 but they aren't X Reader like me.

Pic unrelated.

[genshingorlsrevengeance]

This blog is the Billy Mays of HC writing when it comes to both the ask box and the character list

People following this blog reacting to the characters I add: