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[okkotsuyuutaloml]

ㅤ WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A GENERAL'S CHILD .ᐟ

pairings; jing yuan x plantonic!child reader.

content warning; mention of depression ✘ child neglect, angst ✘ hurt/comfort ✘ alcohol ✘ gn reader ✘ 2.8k wc. thank you @mikashisus for proofreading!

syn. being the child of an esteemed general was harder than it seemed. especially being one of a general who was heartbroken. will time fix your relationship? you could never say, but a part of you hoped it will.

All on the Luofu know of the general Jing yuan. One of the seven Arbiter-Generals of the Xianzhou Alliance. An esteemed individual who proved time and time again his worth. But none knew of the family he had built behind doors. 

Your mother was a straightforward lady. The type to get what she wanted with no efforts needed, so it was no surprise she managed to charm the lazy general after he had caught her eye. Their love story was almost one sided. Jing yuan was enamored with her, finding her intelligence and personality to be beautiful features of hers. Yet, your mother’s feelings weren’t mutual. 

She wouldn’t deny he was a wonderful partner and knew he would be an even greater father, but her heart was never with him. Their love story ended the moment it started. She was driven with guilt every day. Reminiscing how she had charmed him and never properly broke ties with him. The guilt that ate her alive worsened when you came into the picture. 

Selfish as it was, she was thankful you looked more like her than the general. 

But for your sake, she endured. Swallowing her feelings down, feigning ignorance at the lump that choked her each time you would call out to your father. 

Finally, one day she could no longer pretend. She fled, leaving behind a three sentence letter for your father to read. 

The general was devastated. Yet another one of his beloved left him. He judged every one of his past acts, trying—clawing at his memories to find one moment where he stepped over the line. Yet no matter how far he looked, he could only drown in self loathing. 

That was when you came into the room. 

The blessing that your mother was grateful for, was a curse to your grieving father. 

You looked like her. Down to the shine in your eyes as you called out to him, a plushie resembling Mimi held tight against your chest. You were oblivious to the storm raging inside of the man. He turned his gaze away from yours and in a low voice, asked you to return to bed. He wasn’t ready to confront you. 

And it will be his cowardly self that will quake the bond you shared. 

He drowned himself in work, a feat that raised suspicion on his well being. Jing yuan was aware you didn’t deserve such treatment, but he couldn’t do anything else but ignore you. whenever you asked about your mother’s whereabouts, he would bite his tongue. 

The news of her leaving was given to you by the mouth of another. The comfort you sought was given by the arms of another. The father you begged to return was hidden away by the heartbroken general. 

But you grew. 

You grew to look more and more like your mother. And the more her features settled in, the further a distance was built between you and Jing yuan. 

You commend him for trying to repair what he once broke, but no one could extinguish the fire that burned with hatred. Even more so after Jing yuan picked up the stray Yanqing. Providing him with the fatherly love you were deprived of. Giving him his attention when he never gazed at you. 

Seeing him care for him as a son. 

When you were his blood.

Unfortunately, you could not bring yourself to hate the young boy. Say what you will, but he wasn’t at fault for an adult’s mistake. The two of you grew close, and he noticed the awkward tension between you and the general. 

He tried to bring back what was burned to ashes. 

That was when the video diary started. 

Yanqing was persistent. Somehow he managed to convince you to empty all your frustration and anger on a video. Ranting and cussing the general out. You were reluctant at first. How can this help? 

You doubt talking to a camera lens would do you any good, but you humoured the young boy. 

The first entry was awkward. It was obvious you had never done this before. By the third, you became more relaxed. You talked of your day, how horribly awkward a cloud knight gave you a birthday present on behalf of your father. 

(You sat at your desk, the camera aimed at you while you went off ;″ scoff, get this. My birthday was today, and I expected it to go well! Go out with friends, eat and celebrate, right?″, you asked the lens, ″ Well the general had other plans, because tell me why a knight came out of nowhere and delivered my supposed gift? At this point I saw him more times than I did with my actual father. He might as well adopt me.″ You crossed your arms, gaze lost somewhere.

 You mulled over your thoughts, a familiar lump forming in your throat. ″ What is it that made him so keen on ignoring me? What because my mother left him? I’m still here.″ Your voice cracked. You tried reining your emotions back in. But the stinging in your eyes was hard to ignore. ″ Whatever.″ and the recording ended. )

The method was healing in some way. All the anger that ate at your mind, all the emotions you didn’t know where to put finally had a place.

It was rejuvenating. 

Maybe it was the calm of your mind that pushed you to do one last video. One last moment in your room before you went looking for your mother. 

And when the scene was cut, you took one last look. 

Whether you will miss it or not, that all depends on the future. But for now, you wanted to leave it behind. It was time for you to close this book and start a new one. 

Five times. 

( That was the number of times someone he held dearly walked out of his life. Five times he was at his lowest but forced himself to act as though all was fine. And as the stillness of his home met him, Jing yuan knew it ringed the sixth. 

His steps heavy, his heart beating harshly against his ribcage. Tearing open a new wound, one he swore would push him to become mara struck. With trembling hands, he pushed the door to your room open.

Jing yuan was met with the consequences of his actions. )

You reunited with your mother on Penacony. She was the most radiant woman you saw. Her brightness seemed to have been fueled even more after she left. On her arm was a man, dressed formally with a small child in his arms. You guessed she remade her life after she left. 

You didn’t want to interrupt the moment, so you lingered nearby. It would be considered lying if you denied the hurt you felt at the sight of the happy family. But you weren’t here to ask her to form a family again, just fix the link you once shared. 

And so you waited. And waited. And before long, it had been three years since you landed in Penacony. Yet, not once have you initiated any contact with your mother. What was it? Fear of rejection? Or was the bittersweet moment between her family a reminder of what could have been? What should have been? 

During your stay, you began to wonder who was truly at fault. Was it you? Or perhaps Jing yuan? Or was your mother the one in the wrong all this time?

With a heavy heart, you approached her. Concealing your true identity, you became her friend. You asked her about life, about love, about failed projects. And it was one night, when you both were drinking (she convinced you to drink non-alcohol despite you being hundreds of years old.) Her drunk self quickly admitted to her wrongs, to her feelings. 

(″ I had a child and a husband. Before the current ones. ″ your mother spoke in a melancholic tone. ″ They should be around your age by now. I,..I wasn’t the best mother to them. I was selfish and only thought of myself. I left them behind. Was there for their first day at school, wasn’t there for their first heartbreak. I wasn’t there. And I,″ her lips began to tremble as did your hands. ″I regret breaking the heart of a wonderful man.″ she sobs, the grasp she had on the glass tightening,

″ He was so so wonderful, but I was young and scared of commitment. I broke his heart and just left. I wouldn’t be surprised if he hated me. Gosh,″ she tried to wipe the onslaught of tears but to no avail. The dam was broken. ″It must have been hard, having to juggle between being a parent, a broken man and a general. If only I hadn’t been so dumb.″ You don't remember how you got home that night. Only the still tears and the stains on your pillows being the reminder of reality.)

While sulking in your own sorrows, you met the Astral Express. They were a much needed breath of fresh air. Their comedic and energized selves was something you missed having in your life (you wonder how Yanqing is doing?). 

You proudly deemed them the happiest moments of your life. 

(The room was pristine. The same state it was after you left. Jing yuan made sure to clean it each time. He hoped that once you returned, you would smile up at him for his help in taking care of it. Just as you did when you were a young little child. 

The general was at the desk, much smaller than his build. His eyes focused on the video playing. He listened to your voice. He listened to your complaints. As the next video rolled by, he could only wonder. 

What overcame him that pushed him to become such a failure? If his mentor saw him now, she would have knocked some sense into him, or beat him up until not even Lan could help. 

Jing yuan misses you.)

Once you met back with Welt and Himeko, the one who you least expected to see again was there, his back given to you. You had half a mind to run away and hide somewhere else, but the tight grip March had on you locked you in place. (You ignored how your heart tugged at the haggard sight of him. He who loved sleeping in the sun like a big cat, looked as though he hadn’t slept in years.). 

Your reunion was awkward. 

″ Well, would you look at that? Here comes the big heroes—″. 

Silence. 

And then, a call of your name. 

You couldn’t take it any more. You made out some sort of excuse and ran. Just like you did all those years. It was the one thing you pride yourself in. The calls to your name fell deaf on your ears. All your mind could conjure was to get away. 

Why was he here? Was he looking for you? No, he wouldn’t waste time with a senseless matter such as your whereabouts. But,..what if he was looking for you?

Your running skid to a stop. And what if he was? What should you feel about it? Happiness, anger or nothing? When did it become so complicated to know how to feel? 

He was a father who neglected you. But he was also a father who cared somehow. You weren’t a fool, you saw how hesitant he was to talk to you, the attempts at reconciliation. To mend your relationship. But he was a coward, he never dared to take the leap. 

He was still wrong for the neglect. 

But do you have the heart to forgive him? Do you have the want for a new bond? To mend the broken and shape it into a new future?  

You don’t know. 

But it seemed as though Jing yuan took the leap this time. The heavy steps of his were easily recognisable. ″ I,..May we have a moment? ″ Should you?

The look of hurt, familiarity and guilt swirled in his amber eyes. Maybe you should. 

″ I know a place where we could talk. ″

The walk was agonizingly awkward. You had to steel yourself so as to not run away. Time had created an obvious gap between you both. Not knowing how to act, not knowing what the other liked. Not knowing about the other. You might as well be strangers. 

The sight of the bar owned by Siobhan washed away the tension on your shoulders. 

″ We arrived. ″ turning around to meet his gaze, you found it was already on you. Coughing, you walked ahead. Trying to ignore the soft expression he wore. Trying to ignore how guilt swirled in his eyes, trying to ignore how he looked at you as a father would. 

″ There will be much to talk about, but let me start. Please? ″ you flinched.

You didn’t expect him to talk first, busy preparing yourself for another hour of silence and uncomfortable small talk. ″ let’s sit down first. ″ 

He followed behind you like a lost puppy. Ordered a non-alcoholic drink for you despite your protest. And then you sat down,

″ I’m sorry. ″ Jing yuan spoke. ″ I have been nothing but a terrible father to you. I was a coward, fleeing from you, fleeing from my mistakes. I convinced myself it was for your sake. I deluded myself until I forgot who I was to you. Forgot my role as your father, gave you cold when you needed warmth. ″ he inhaled, attempting to calm his beating heart. And there he was acting all nervous, he cursed himself out. Where did all that big speech training in front of a mirror go? 

Jing yuan could only lay his heart bare. And pray for you to accept him. To forgive your disappointment of a father. 

If anyone saw The general of the Luofu trembling in fear right now, they would call him an imposter. For such a strong pillar of the Xianzhou to shake like a wet dog due to his fear of rejection, how sour. 

″ When you…″ you gulped, licking your lips and taking in a breath. It will be fine, all will be fine. 

″ When you left me to deal with the pain that mother’s leaving gave me, I was furious at you. How could you? I,..I wasn’t even in school yet—But I had to learn to deal with it. I had to seek comfort from a measly blanket. ″ clenching your fist, you tried calming yourself. 

″ I was furious. I was ready to never forgive you, to leave you to rot in that same place you left me! ″ slamming your fist down on the table, you ignored the looks you received. Your eyes staring straight at the calm man. 

How can he be so calm?, you choked on a sob. 

″ But no matter how hard I tried to detest you, to loathe you. I could never bring myself to do it. ″ With your voice breaking, you let it all go. You let it all fall. The walls you had built crumbled leaving behind only dust and debris. 

″ Then I left, hoping to find my mother. And I did, ″ Jing yuan’s eyes widened. ″ But she had built herself back up, found herself a nice home. ″ And just as your heart broke, so did the general’s. 

″ I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know who to blame, was I in the wrong? Who was wrong in this entire farce? ″ you rested your forehead on the table, voice barely above a whisper. You wondered if he could hear you.  

″ I was tired. I just wanted to go back to simpler times. ″ your body shook as tears fell. You wanted to wail like a child, you wanted to cry as loud as your vocal chords could allow you. To be in the embrace of your parents once more. 

You were just a child. 

And Jing yuan could see that. His wrongs could never be forgiven, 

Jing yuan stood from his chair, kneeled before yours, and hugged you. He gave you the shoulder you needed to cry on, he let you wail, he let you take your anger out on him. To share your burdens and sorrows with him. He knew how heavy they are, he could help you. 

″ I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Please forgive me, my dear sweet child. ″ 

But perhaps, Jing yuan can atone for his sins. Starting with giving you the comfort you sought.

AEONSTALE .ᐟ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. DO NOT COPY OR EDIT MY WORK. 2025.

[okkotsuyuutaloml]

doing that tik tok trend with yuuta where your bf ranks how mad he would be if another man touched you in different ways from 1 to 10 pls omg how do you think he’ll be

NO ONE LAUGH AT MY SCREENSHOTS OK I WANTED AUTHENTICITY !!!! also i love this idea <3

ok here's each hug from the trend and how yuuta would react:

"CATCHER HUG? who needs to be holding you like that?"

you giggle at the reflection of yuuta's wide eyes as he stares at the photo attached to his forehead from the tiktok filter.

"sometimes panda lifts me up when we hug!" you vouch for your friend, but yuuta's perplexed face doesn't change. he hits 8 on the screen to move on to the next filter.

"can't believe panda is trying to swoop in on my girl like that" he mutters as he waits for the filter to land on the next option.

yuuta's mouth is gaping wide before any sound comes out- although it's obvious that he'll rank this one low.

"CUDDLE?" his voice raises an octave from the offense he's taken by this hypothetical ranking game. you're absolutely losing it in a fit of laughter. "no one should be cuddling my girlfriend!" his thumb hits the 10 with an audible thwap to the screen. "ridiculous. cuddle my girlfriend and catch rika's hands" he mutters.

"oh, this is good!" all irritation washes away as yuuta beams at self hug. "love yourself baby, i do" he punctuates with a kiss to the crown of your head, unsurprisingly making this one number 1.

"no," his brows furrow again. "that's too intimate. absolutely not. nope" he hits 7.

"seven though?" you're curious why it's not lower.

"this game feels like a trap. i feel like there are worse things"

his expression flickers when side hug comes up next. concern, then understanding, then concern again. clearly he's searching through the context of what could warrant someone giving you a sidehug, it's just a matter of who. you find his undertainty to be funny, apparently.

"yuuta, we all hug each other like this. toge side hugged me just yesterday after a mission"

"yeah..." he trails off, before huffing and deciding on 4. "still not a fan. it's still touchy"

you cackle out a laugh.

"they're all touching!" you remind him, but he ignores you as the filter spins again.

"this is fine i guess" yuuta tilts his head from side to side before selecting 3. "self hug is still better"

"i don't think i realized how possessive you were till now" you say.

"i could be worse"

"WHAT THE HELL? absolutely not!" yuuta's fast to put waist hug second to last at option 9. "hip grinding hug more like it. nuh uh. that's cheating right there"

he doesn't understand why you laugh so much at the adulterous hug option, but he's already waiting for the next round.

"this... this is fine," he sighs, making it the second option rather quickly. "it's got to be under three seconds though" he adds as an after thought.

"three seconds?"

"are you sad? why does someone else need to hug you if you're sad?"

"what if you're not around?" you ask.

"then you call me??" yuuta's sass has reached new peaks with this filter game. "easy answer, dumb question" he selects 5.

"NO!" yuuta shouts. "that's too close to my girlfriend! and you're hurting her! look babe you can't even breathe," he gestures to the phone with annoyance, shaking his head and huffing some more as he selects 6. "if i could put this lower babe, i would"

"i believe you, honey"

[okkotsuyuutaloml]

hear me out..

yukimiya kenyu is so desi coded. he's literally the dream guy who can read urdu, drinks chai with you every evening, and pushes your hair away from your face to admire you better. kenyu, who qoutes his favourite shayari to you and wraps his shawl around you when you meet him at the terrace at night. kenyu, who is oh so gentle when he kisses you.

falling in love with him would be like one of those soft, bollyood romance movies. i can totally see him as aditya (from the movie 'jab we met'). sigh i want him so bad..

[okkotsuyuutaloml]

boothill kin moment 😴😴

— 𝖿𝗍. 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝗁𝗒𝗈𝗆𝖺, 𝗆𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗈, 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌 𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌, 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗋, 𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗋𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗒𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗂 𝗑 𝗀��!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

— '𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮𝖮 😂😂😂🤞🤞🤞'

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽/𝗀𝗈𝗋𝖾/𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍; 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍/𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗌 (𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖨𝖲 𝖠 𝖢𝖱𝖠𝖢𝖪 𝖥𝖨𝖢 𝖳𝖧𝖮 𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮 𝖲𝖮 𝖭𝖮𝖳𝖧𝖦𝖨𝖭 𝖡𝖠𝖣)

𝖧𝖤𝖸 𝖦𝖠𝖭𝖦 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌’𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾!! 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈, 𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗍 2 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄𝗌 𝗎𝖾𝗎𝖾𝗎𝖾; 𝗂 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 (𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗂𝗆 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝗍𝗏 𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮) 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗅 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗍 on 𝗍𝗁𝖾 2𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝗎𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝖿 𝗂’𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾!! 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂’𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 1 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗐𝖾𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗒! 𝖠𝖭𝖸𝖶𝖠𝖸𝖲𝖲𝖲 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋?

HELLOOOOO I HOPE THIS WAS ENOJYBLE FOR EVERYONE!!! reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated!! thanks for being here and hope to see you again!!

[okkotsuyuutaloml]

surname? that IS your name, sir 🤨🤨

— 𝖿𝗍. 𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝖾, 𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌𝗁𝗂 𝗋𝗂𝗇, 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗂 𝗁𝗒𝗈𝗆𝖺, 𝗆𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗈, 𝗇𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗂𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗈, 𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗎, 𝗆𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗄𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗒𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗂 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗍𝗈𝗒𝖺 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝖺

— 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾

— 𝖼𝗐: 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀; 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗃𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌; 𝗈𝗈𝖼 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌?; 𝗈𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗎; 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗀

— 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝖼𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂 𝖺𝗆 𝖲𝖮 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 😭😭😭 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗒 2 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗍𝗒 😭😭😭 𝖠𝖭𝖸𝖶𝖠𝖸𝖲𝖲𝖲 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 <3 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗆𝗄 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 2!!; 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇’𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗇’𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 :)) (𝖫𝖬𝖠𝖮𝖮𝖮 𝖨 𝖥𝖴𝖬𝖡𝖫𝖤𝖣 𝖱𝖨𝖭'𝖲 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖢𝖧𝖨𝖦𝖱𝖨’𝖲 𝖯𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖲 𝖲𝖮 𝖡𝖠𝖣 𝖨𝖬 𝖲𝖮 𝖲𝖮𝖱𝖱𝖸 𝖦𝖴𝖸𝖲 😭😭😭😭

gang i kinda lost the silly juice at the end 😭😭😭 BUT STILL, I HOPE THIS WAS ENJOYABLE FOR EVERYONE!!! thanks for reading and hope to see you soon! comments, reblogs and likes are very much appreciated <33

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BF TEXTS W/ THE BLUE LOCK BOYS

ft. kaiser, nagi, isagi, sae, rin, and reo

warnings: suicide jokes (sae and kaiser), jokes about violence (isagi), reader being an instigator (isagi), kaiser backstory spoilers

kaiser, nagi, isagi

sae, rin, reo

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EVIL SMAU #1: — You don't mess around about Pokemon 😦😦 Characters: Isagi, Ness, Sae, Kaiser, Shidou, Rin, Hiori, Nagi Type: Humor/Crackfic

This is my first one of those sorry if it's Dookie lmfao

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EVIL SMAU #2: — You try to shit talk him but end up accidentally messaging him instead of your friend 🥸 Characters: Isagi, Kaiser, Shidou, Chigiri, Nagi, Reo, Sae Type: Humor/Crackfic

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EVIL SMAU #3: — Problematic autocorrect 😯😯 Characters: Sae, Barou, Nagi, Ness, Kaiser, Shidou, Reo, Rin, Isagi, Bachira Type: Humor/Crackfic

Inspired by when I typed "since" and google docs changed it to "sensei" like wtf who is sensei bitch

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EVIL SMAU #4: — He has beef with your pet 😞😞 Characters: Chigiri, Ness, Kaiser, Rin, Shidou, Sae Type: Humor/Crackfic

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I am Hanin from Gaza. I live under bombardment and destruction. I lost my home and my whole life

Read my story and please donate to me

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started writing for girl dad boothill and then remembered i promised a jing yuan fic to a certain someone 😅 so, here we go <3 (actual first post this time! banners by @/rookthorneartisry and @/enchanthings)

cw: none, just domestic life with jing yuan, snowmoon & yanqing ! tooth-rotting fluff with a touch of crack, lower case is intentional, gender neutral reader, yanqing calls reader bàmā (a mix of father and mother in mandarin/chinese), yanqing is jing yuan's adoptive son & possibly written older than he actually is (referred to as a teen, around 14?), snowmoon referred to as "it", kinda long bc i'm a yapper for details so i'm probably splitting these into two or three parts

word count: 1.4k

from being jing yuan's spouse for the last four years, together for almost seven altogether, it's always a toss-up between which mood he's going to be in that day when he decides to wake up. more often than not (as hard as it is to believe), he'll be the first one up, all bright and early when the artificial sun of the Luofu is just beginning to rise, the birds in his garden chirping and calling to him to join them. however, he doesn't listen to their call for the first few minutes after he wakes up, distracted by the warmth of his lover sleeping soundly in his arms and using snowmoon's shoulder as their pillow.

as much as he doesn't want to leave them so early, jing yuan knows that if he stays in bed any longer, he won't want to get out of bed at all. so he carefully sneaks out of bed with a kiss on his partner's hair and shoulder, putting a finger over his lips when snowmoon lifts its head and looks at him ‒ thinking that the general was going to work without it. with the coaxing of a treat, the general changes into his workout clothes and grabs a quick bite from leftovers from last night's dinner before going on his morning run around Exalting Sanctum before all of the shops and merchant carts open for the day. he's smart enough to remember where all of the patrols and checkpoints are and when they switch out between shifts, so he paces himself in certain areas while speeding up in others to avoid the soldiers and ignore his duties for a little while longer. unless he was sitting in the seat of divine foresight, jing yuan wasn't going to deal with reports or paperwork.

by the time jing yuan makes it home, it's about an hour or more before the rest of his family will start to wake up and get ready for the day ahead. the general takes that amount of time to take a shower in the bathroom on the other side of the house to be quiet enough to let his spouse and child sleep for a little while longer, immediately getting started on a hearty breakfast that would make everyone's stomach feel full until their lunch break ‒ hell, maybe clear until dinner if you ate more than normal. jing yuan's cooking always manages to make you eat more than you probably should, especially when it comes to breakfast foods; it's even harder to resist when he makes a comfort food of yours that he remembers you bringing up a few days back, wanting to make it for you whether it was breakfast food or not.

if the scent of pan-fried pork buns, Chinese meat pies, and scallion crepes aren't enough to wake you up, your husband will simply take matters into his own hands ‒ but not on his own, he knows you'll never be able to stay mad if a certain somebody helps him. he'll sneak into yanqing's room with snowmoon in tow, unsurprised to see his son still asleep, worn out from yesterday's training and helping out his bàmā with dinner last night to give the cloud knights something a little extra to keep their hopes high and give them a silent appreciation for what they put up with every day. jing yuan knows this well and opts to go for the gentle approach to wake yanqing up, sitting on the edge of the bed as he reaches out to brush his fingers through the young boy's hair and calls his name softly while snowmoon crawls into his bed and lays down beside him. if that doesn't work, the general will mention something along the lines of "last chance before you're a sack of potatoes"; that alone is the lion's cue to move out of the way, leaving yanqing to fend for himself because snowmoon doesn't have the energy to drag him out of bed this time.

the smug and mischievous general scoops the poor kid out of bed, leaving his son in a daze of confusion and tiredness before being thrown over his dad's shoulder like jing yuan had threatened to do. at first, yanqing is annoyed because he was sleeping peacefully and comfortable, but it doesn't last for very long when he hears his father apologize and smells the food from the kitchen. at least he doesn't have to go through training first thing in the morning like he thought he was going to.

after a long debate about how to wake you up, the two boys sneak like mice into the bedroom where you're still sound asleep with snowmoon currently sleeping next to you once again because, let's face it, the lion is just as much of a dozer as its father. if it sees someone still sleeping in bed, it's going to join you whether you like it or not. both jing yuan and yanqing know better than to be rowdy when it comes to waking you up before your alarm goes off after the scolding and silent treatment jing yuan got a few months back when he decided to jump on the bed, not realizing that you were practically on the edge of the bed, causing you fall off the bed and almost bust your head open on the nightstand from how hard he made you bounce. let's just say he ended up on the couch that night, and he practically begged for forgiveness for almost two hours straight.

yanqing is the first of the two to crawl into bed and sit between you and snowmoon, his hand reaching out to poke your arm a few times before calling your nickname with a tired voice, "bàmā... wake up..."

jing yuan, meanwhile, sneaks into bed to lie behind you on the tiny amount of space there is, one foot staying near the floor to catch himself in case he slips and accidentally brings you down with him. he sneaks in a few kisses between your shoulder blades and behind your ear while yanqing isn't looking, not wanting to hear any of your guys' son complaining and jokingly gags because of the two of you being affectionate while he's in the same vicinity. if the general wasn't in such a peaceful mood and knew you wouldn't care if he did wake you up in a less... delicate way, he would be doing exactly that out of spite. however, you start waking up before he can even finish the thought running through his mind, your breathing going from soft and airy to a heavy sigh as your arm stretches out slowly to bring yanqing in for a hug and fix his hair.

even with your vision being hazy with sleep, it wasn't hard to tell that your son was your husband's first victim of being woken up in the morning, yanqing's eyes closing as he lies down next to you and cuddles with you to get a few more minutes of sleep in. not a single one of you move an inch for what feels like twenty minutes, silently basking in the early morning rays for a little while longer as the birds sing, once again trying to beckon the three of you to join the rest of the world outside as starskiffs begin to pass through the air. all of you begin to debate whether or not you should take the day off, unable to recall if there are pressing matters to deal with in your respective jobs; the only downside is that jing yuan doesn't exactly have the option to stay home. he has to go to work just like always because generals hardly ever get a day off ‒ except for those two weeks that jing yuan was on strict and mandatory bed rest after the entire incident with phantylia about two months back.

"our breakfast is going to get cold if we keep lying here..." jing yuan mumbles tiredly, sharing the same sentiment the other two have about wanting to have a family day to themselves. however, he knows he can't because he'll get another earful from fu xuan about being lazy and getting the lecture that he should have just let her take over for him so he could retire early already. he absolutely does not want to deal with that... but that doesn't mean he's not going to indulge in this warm morning with his little family, reaching his arm further around his partner until he feels yanqing's smaller frame and drags the boy into his embrace now as well. it wouldn't hurt to take another five minutes to enjoy the peacefulness, even if it does mean that he'll have to rush out the door to make it to work on time.

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the tiny exception - express crew

summary; there's only one exception to the few rules that the express crew have...

genre/extra tags; fluff, family dynamics, pompom is the softest rabbit thing in the universe i love them, papa welt (real), auntie himeko iykyk, the rest of the gang are the siblings, caelus learns abt the world with you :'), your honor they're just trash raccoons, selective mute! caelus

[platonic] [child (7-9)! reader]

[warnings; reader implied to have a tough life before getting taken in, trash digging mentioned/j]

word count; 608

a/n; whoops i made another hsr fic and it's another family fic :) im watching blue lock rn and it's definitely passed some expectations and i like it so far so that's good, there's some silly little guys i like (it's the crazies unsurprisingly) maybe i'll write something to test the waters for blue lock. this show wildin tho

i use caelus for hsr so im writing caelus, sorry stelle enjoyers

[rule 1; no touching pompom]

caelus learned that one after attempting to comfort the conductor. and yet,

"you're so squishy, pompom!" a pure as snow giggle rings in the train as the trailblazer watches you cuddle pompom. "so fluffy!"

"oi! don't hug me too hard!" they squirm, trying to loosen your grip.

"sorry!" you smile innocently as you look up to see the silver-haired trailblazer, watching you. "hey caelie!" you let go of pompom, running straight to him.

he's quick to pick you up as you stretch your own arms out towards him. he looks at you with curious eyes and then glances at pompom who is cleaning their uniform.

"i wanted to hug pompom! and i did!" you cheered. it earns you a silent chuckle from caelus. much to pompom's relief, he takes you away and to the passenger rooms.

[rule 2; don't drink mr. welt's coffee]

that rule was interesting. it was set because of you really. you tried the coffee once and almost cried. turns out you can't handle the bitter taste unsurprisingly.

"i know you're gonna do it, y/n." you freeze in his lap as welt continues to answer caelus's questions on the phone.

"but what if it tastes different?"

"it's still coffee, dear." you rest your cheek on welt's shoulder, face squished as you stare at the cup of dark liquid. welt doesn't say anything after that, a gentle sigh leaving his lips.

"did auntie himeko make it?"

"no, she didn't."

"then it will taste different." you reason but it doesn't sway the tired father figure. you reach to take a sip. you look up at welt as if expecting the male to stop you but he doesn't.

he knows. he knows what's going to happen and he's not going to stop it. (he does have a different drink on hand, ready for you.)

you take a sip.

and you cry. "papa!" he sets your favorite drink down, moving the coffee towards him. "why do you drink that?!" he guides your favorite drink towards you and you immediately drink it.

"i drink it because i like it."

"you have bad tastes, papa." you stick your tongue out at him.

"and yet you keep drinking it every time."

[rule 3; sleep on time!]

another rule in place for you. did you ever follow it? sometimes.

but you were only a kid.

"but i don't wanna sleep!" you tugged onto dan heng's clothes as if he would help.

he does not.

"you need to sleep. you're going to be all sleepy in the morning."

"but i want to stay with you guys!" dan heng picks you up into his slightly awkward hold. "please?" you drag out your pleas in hopes of convincing your older brother figure to let you stay up with the trio.

"sorry, y/n. but i don't think welt would allow that."

"but i'm not ti.. tired!" you yawn between your last word, your hands reaching to rub your eyes.

"you totally are, y/n." march cooed, taking you from dan heng's arms. "let's get you to himeko or welt, hm?" the trio is gentle to bid you a goodnight and a pat on the head (and kiss on the cheek from march) while you're taken to rest with himeko.

"there's the sweetie. awh, you must be exhausted." you're laying in himeko's arms, feeling sleepy with her warmth wrapped around you. "thank you march, have a good time with the others." march waves her goodbye before leaving with the trailblazer and dan heng.

"but i wanna go..." you frown, twisting and turning in the redhead's arms.

"how about you spend sometime with me, welt, and pompom before bed?" himeko suggests.

"are we gonna read some stories?"

"we'll let you pick."

"okay."

you fell asleep about 3 minutes later before you could even hear a story.

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❝ 𝐜𝐮𝐳 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞 ❞ hsr x reader 𓆩 𓇼 𓆪

pairings. dan heng, caelus, sampo, welt yang, gepard, blade, jing yuan, luocha x gn!reader

a/n: i miss getting silly little reuqests like this . send me requests guys (if u snet a req b4 its not in the swag askbox anym sighhh), reupload from old blog!!

warnings:oh no SEX AND NSFW AAAHHH, breeding kink caelus, jing yuan, and blade, bc yes!!. kinda bdsm w blade, praise kink w jing yuan, degrading kink w blade, kinda sadist sampo, belly bulge 👍👍, fingering BUT NOT IMPLIED FEM READER 🤬🤬

dan heng is more than happy to be yours, legally, and to be the man to put a ring on your finger. has waited his whole life for this moment, to see you walk down the aisle and everything. and nothing more than finally carrying you in his arms to the bedroom of your newly built house. but having your hands pinned to the bedframe, as his cock is so brutally penetrating your hole, and he can't help but praise you for being such a good pet and taking all of him in you. the endless thrusts you felt that kept coming, and your hole so easy to work himself in and out from all the cum from the rounds that happened hours ago, it felt so endless in your mind, but dan heng couldn't help but indulge himself into you, because you're finally his, and he's finally yours. more under the cut.

caelus thought he was foreign to this kind of stuff, like no one would ever would love him like that back. but he's here now, and you are too. picks you up bridal style on the way up stairs, ripping your wedding dress off. (not rly, just takes it off you, but lets just say he did) all he wants is to literally fill your precious hole up with his seed :(( can't help but go another round, because his stamina was just too much for you to handle, but all it did was turn him on more! the way his cock made such a cute mark on your tummy.. he couldn't help but cum at the sight of how your poor hole will remember the shape of his cock, and his alone.

sampo..? i'm surprised someone actually married him, anyways! kind of rough with it honestly, still type of guy to just ravage himself in you. taking his sweet time, especially when you were so close.<3 your expression, and the way you were just whimpering, and begging for him to just harshly thrust into you to finish it up. all he could say was "i wanna make this night extra memorable for you, and me~!", wants to be begging for his cock to just shoot his warm seed into you already.

welt yang.. all i gotta say is that he's overjoyed, over the moon that he got married to someone as amazing, stunning, to be his world, his everything, the person he'd start a family with. but before all of that, ever since you both started your relationship, he promised himself, that on the night of your marriage, that's when he'd give you the time of your life. a time where you'll always remember. remember the way his huge cock would just be so rough with you aa, just wants you to get every drop of his cum till your belly bulge that he put inside you is so full of his seed, or that your hole will always remember the shape of his dick muahahahshhdkfjvi

gepard my man! already planned it out, knows exactly how the night will go, maybe.. but whatever happens tonight will be according to a plan. probably saved his virginity for this moment, he.. he's tried reading about it, just lets the night go as it is... i guess.. but dear god he really did not hold back, as soon as you gave the go sin that he could go as rough as he wanted, bro wouldn't hesitate AT ALL. just wants to see you so full of his cum it hurts mfmfjfjfjfn. he's jerked off to this moment before too, and the way you just take all of him in, he loves ot so muchh! will breed you like crazy, no joke, even if you're a guy, bro will say he's gonna get you pregnant. anyways, he'll be soft and gentle w u in bed if you want, but if u ever say to go faster, good luck in that wheelchair next day ‼️‼️

blade?!? getting married?!? damn!! very rough, lowkey forgets about you when he's at his climax. but he didn't really plan for it, just let the night play out. oh i have to say this but silver wolf is the flowergirl, kafka is maid of honor, and nanook walks him down the aile. anyways, bro doesn't hesitate to just absolutely breed you, be honest cause i know this man wants kids. and you will have them, don't give a fuck if you a man, he will breed yo ass. licks up the excess seed that didn't, or couldn't fit in your hole that was already so full of his seed. thank you 🗣️🗣️🔥🔥‼️

jing yuan!! oo he is probably the same as gepard, will plan it out, but probably won't go to plan at all. and probably has read smutty books too, just in case. and wow that really helped because just as long as you ask bro to go faster, he will non stop breed you 'till you have like 3 generations of heirs for him. jokes aside, but he would breed you so bad. just needs to see your hole so full of him that it's too much, and won't fit anymore! probably makes you sit on his face once or thrice after all those rounds of pounding you too ;3

luocha.. hmm, if you think about it really hard, lowkey dislikes the idea of sex at the wedding night, but we do not think about it really hard, he does it anyway!! he is the type to know all your spots, all the right places to make you cream on his cock over and over again, cuz bro is a doctor. and would finger you like crazy while making out before the actual intimacy. bro is so careful with you like you are as fragile as glass. his kink is just your whole body. everything about you, your curves, your thighs, your neck, he wants everything, and thats why he'd do it on the wedding night of his!!!

for america i say for AMERICA!!!! (i dont live in the us anym)

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inspired by the manga scene where bard casually showed a porn magazine cover to ciel in a bookstore and seb instantly covered the kid’s eye

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Prince Soma X Reader-  Candlelight Romance

It was date night and since it was October, Soma planned a movie marathon of all your favorite animated Halloween movies since neither of you could handle over the top scary movies. It was cute and he put thought into it with the themed snacks, your favorite blankets and his homemade chai hot chocolate. It was perfect and the rain outside made it even better.

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