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Minor spoiler warning for Mydei
Imagine the proud and cocky crown prince mydeimos sitting on his throne, the once fierce eyes glassy as he gives you such an adorable look. Gazing up at you with a slightly surprised and confused expression, mouth agape as he tried to understand this strange situation.
You, looming over him with the golden cup he always used in your hand, slowly pouring the pink-ish drink over his chest. Watching intensely as the pomegranate mix flowed down his full pecs to his defined abs, then his abdomen and lastly to his crotch. Now there was a wet spot between his legs, and most of the drink stayed scattered across his torso.
“My apologies, prince, I’ll take responsibility.” Without saying another word, just leaning down and start licking the remains away. Hot tongue moving across his skin, occasionally switching to sucking just to mess with him. The way he flinched and shuddered whenever you rolled over a particularly sensitive spot was so delicious, you really wanted to eat him up. He hid his flushed face with the back of his palm, the other hand gripping your shoulder as he whispered, “…you are so bold.”
This, until you reached his pelvis, finally looking up to admire his disheveled state. Red-faced and sweating, eyes half-lidded while he bit his bottom lip, seemingly in anticipation of what you’ll do next. Did you perhaps want to… do the same… to that place too…?
#I’M GOING INSANE OVER MYDEI URGHH#this is just some thirst or short dabble cuz I randomly thought of it and couldn’t get it out of my mind#I’m almost ashamed cuz this feels ooc#nini!rant#sub character#sub!character#dom reader#dom!reader#sub hsr#sub honkai star rail#sub Mydei#hsr mydei#mydeimos#mydei#mydei x reader#honkai star rail mydei#mydei x you#mydei smut#mydei x y/n#mydei hsr#mydei honkai star rail#suggestive#hsr x reader#hsr x you#hsr x y/n#hsr smut#hsr x gender neutral reader#dom reader x sub character#sub character x dom reader#dom gn reader
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Core Gems
So when a ghost becomes injured, they have a last ditch defense where they retreat into their core. And I mean, injured badly where their body is rip apart to the point they can’t hold a solid form anymore. And they basically go into a hibernation state until they are strong enough to form again.
Ellie, Danny, and Dan are all injured in a final battle against the GIW. The organization was destroyed and the ghosts were safe but the halfas ended up being so injured that they reverted to core form and then went to sleep for a bit. When they woke up, they were still weak but at least recovered enough to gain consciousness. And realize…they are in some kind of auction…in the middle of a heist. It appeared that two furries (one in a bat costume and one in a cat costume) were ducking it out. And they…they were a necklace. All three of them had been turned into a necklace with their cores as gems accompanied by sapphires, pearls, and opals. And frankly gorgeous craftsmanship as the metal was crafted around their cores as if to cradle them and the other gems.

Unfortunately, they were too weak to take a form properly, they could still feel the strain on their bodies. But at least they could still communicate through their auras. Then the cat lady punched a hole in the glass container surrounding them and grabbed their necklace.
However, the bat grabbed the other end and it resulted in a sort of tug-a-war. Meanwhile, Danny, Ellie, and Dan were having a back and form commentary on the situation and what they should do. Completely unheard by the other party.
In the corner of their eye, the three halfas finally noticed a third contender. Some kind of clown who was…hold on…holding a gun?! And it was pointed straight at the two fighting furies who had yet to notice him. The ghosts’ protective instincts went into overdrive and they frantically tried to shout, yell, move. Just do something to warn the two but their cries fell on deaf ears. All they succeeded in doing was faintly glow which immediatly caught the attention of the fighting duo. The two turned to look at the strange necklace but right at that moment, the clown fired and a gunshot rang throughout the auction room. Having no other options, Danny and the others poured every ounce of ectoplasm they had to try and phaseshift, making the two furries intangible as the bullets passed right through them, but in their shock, the two jumped away in opposite directions and accidentally ripped the necklace apart. Gems and pearls went flying and the three cores bounced along the ground.
Luckily, the two finally noticed the clown and went to deal with him and his minions who had appeared. Seemingly putting their fight on hold and forming a temporary truce. The three halfas could only watch as the battle finally wound down, ending with the cops barging into the place and arresting the clown and his grunts, the cat managing to escape with half the scattered gems and pearls from the broken necklace along with a few other jewelry pieces (none of their cores though) and the bat leaving through a skylight.
The auction continued and in the end, despite being broken, their necklace seemed to have caught someone’s interest. A man named Bruce Wayne bought up every piece of the shattered jewelry wear. The auctioneers appeared relived that the item managed to sell in the end and gratefully gave it to him.
Bruce had no idea what happened at the auction, but he could have sworn that some of the gems faintly glowed right before he and Selina were shot. If the necklace was some sort of magical item, then he needed to understand exactly what has been brought to Gotham. It was unfortunate that Selena had taken some parts of the necklace but he utilized his vast wealth to make sure all the other parts ended in his possession. Now he would take them back to the mansion for examination.
#Dpxdc#dcxdp#kizzer55555 ideas#Bruce thinks the necklace is magical. He’s technically not wrong.#When he gets home he immediately puts each gem in a glass container to examine them. For the longest time though nothing happens.#They all look like normal gems except for the main three of the piece. He can’t identify what kind of gem they are.#The gems are perfect spheres with various shades of blue (with hints of green and white) swirling around.#The colors almost look like they are moving in slow motion. Still. Nothing happens as he examines them and no strange events happen.#That is until one day he decided to take the gems to be examined by a professional and a villain attacked.#A piece of building was about to crush him when a wall of ice appeared as a shield over him. After that he took them back to the cave.#Bruce looks up thousands of documents about enchanted necklaces and artifacts but finds nothing. He even calls in favors from JLD.#Zatanna doesn’t recognize them but feels some kind of power coming off the gems however it doesn’t feel malevolent (at least for 2 of them)#(The last gem is neutral.) Also Constantine was unavailable (*cough* hiding from responsibilities *cough*)#The other bats get interested in the gems. Tim has a theory that they are some kind of protective charms. Damian agrees.#(Everyone is shocked Tim and Damian agree on something). So while Bruce is continuing his investigation the other bats decide to do some#‘Field testing’ and take the gems out. Consequently the gems end up saving their lives and they discover a few things they can do like make#The wearer invisible. Intangible. Create green barriers/constructs. Create ice. Vibrate when an enemy is coming. And much more.#The bats fashion them into new individual bracelets/necklaces and think they are the coolest thing. They have powered up protective charms!#The halfas just wish these kids would STOP PUTTING THEIR LIVES IN DANGER! What are they MORONS?!#Most of the ectoplasms they recover is used to protect the bats and nearby civilians.#(Dan also trolls people and is mostly protective his siblings though)#People notice the new power ups. A rougue gets his hands on a gem and tries to use it ONCE to attack something but the gems didn’t respond.#Then it froze the rough’s legs to the ground.#Much time later the gems are swapped between the bats and alternated and have just become a new item in their belt#(batman was not pleased but eventually got used to it and begrudgingly accepted that they were useful. Especially when they save his kids)#They come to a Justice league meeting and Constantine finally sees them.#His mouth drops in shock and he frantically asks where they got GHOST CORES?! And this is when the bats finally realise what they have.#And are horrified to realize EXACTLY what they are holding and that these ‘gems’ were technically ALIVE.#Meanwhile the three Halfas have been kinda chilling but also working their butts off to keep this family alive. It was a fulltime job.
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⭒ㅤwhose (not) random kid
premise. crash landing from the future is apparently your kid, not that you know that anyway... in the form of a mixture between you, and your... supposed counterpart, clues are bound to pile up as to whose child this is.
parts. rosehearts, kingscholar, ashengrotto, al asim, schoenheit, shroud, draconia
cont. gender neutral reader, use of 'mada' which is just 'mama' and 'dada' cut in half for our resident shrimp (aka yuu) staggering 6.1k words woah
note. hello, hello! for a while I don't think I can work on azul's part </3 it's gonna be a very busy week for me for the following two weeks (i can say i am already in hell week) for finals so it might be a while before I can pick his part up hehe. in the meanwhile... here's leona ;) if I can commit to a date for azul, you can check out the posting schedule at my pinned since I will be updated it once i do!
as usual, just comment if you also want to be added in the taglist ^^ if those already on want to be removed you can also drop a comment to inform me!
leona
i should take a bite–was a brief thought that swam through your mind just as you turned a corner to another seemingly endless hallway. the floating lanterns, and candles alike light up in a short flash of dim green when you passed, extinguishing completely when you found another hallway.
in your hands was none other than a doom sandwich from the cafeteria, plucked then fought after its other nineteen siblings in the tray. if you had a word it would probably be chaos, you’d think there was a pyramid of golden bars in the cafeteria from the crowd of students outside before the bell.
there was indeed not.
“shehehe! take this, our protege!” were the humble words of a ghost occupant of the main campus, who had apparently come to view you as an underling of theirs. so if slipping the wrapped delicacy into your hands discreetly with a wink was their idea of a ‘good job’ then who were you, honestly to decline?
out of courtesy you wondered whether or not to inform your friends alongside the large crowd in the front of the room but decided against it because you were in the right mind to not dive first into that… mob and lose your beloved gift immediately.
in short, the students of this unfortunate institution were not above using dirty tactics for a single, stupid sandwich that happens to induce a recollection of memories when eaten (alright, you do see the appeal).
you hid it within the inner pockets of your blazer, lacking the nausea you had through the first few times of travelling through the mirrors as you stepped through and found yourself in the warm, humid air of savanaclaw. thankfully, as with all condiments from the cafeteria, the food would always remain warm.
alright. you did feel a bit dizzy but as were such with certain out of the world aliens like yourself.
“we’re missing a disk, yuu-yuu!”
you turned your head at the mention of your name, spotting a few savanaclaw students either lying still with varying pants or grabbing a drink at their own magishift field. a few disks were strewn around the dusty ground but you steeled your gaze at the source of your called name.
politely, you waved. this time, you’re not sure why cater’s nickname for you had extended from the upperclassmen of heartslabyul (well, the first years regard you normally anyway.) then to savanaclaw residents. for a dorm with such virile individuals, they’re still teenagers who like to pick on you, albeit less disdainful and more teasing after you’d helped the dorm out.
before, they were just demons to you!
you nudge your chin towards the many lying around. “there’s a lot of disks around, upperclassmen.” you pointed out, the cheetah eared second year doesn’t even spare them a glance like catching your attention were more of his concerns than a not-but lack of disks. “if you’re asking me to carry one to you, they’re really heavy. i’m sure your magic can carry it well anyway.”
buttering egos must be an acquired skill around here.
cheetah only flashes you a toothy grin, two fangs poking out from under his lips. “nah.” he replied with a shake of his head, patting down the towel slung around his shoulders to the perspiring skin of his neck. “want to be our disk? last time got everyone motivated to be the ones to throw you around.”
“no, thank you!” you bowed politely, turning around at record speed.
he snorted.
“bye, yuu-yuu.”
in hindsight no one would ever be sane enough to be a disk after watching a magical shift game considering it might as well just be a blur of color with all of the spells trailing after it. unfortunately, you were more so dragged into the role and reluctantly accepted your fate.
it was not a fun experience! you shivered, keeping your head straight to the entrance of the dorm as you resumed walking and ignored the disappointed hollers behind you. if you can’t see them, they don’t exist.
a breeze brushes through your legs.
the breeze trips you from your stride.
dazed with confusion, you remained stomach against the ground for a moment. what was that? you wondered after your brief startle, moving to push yourself up from the ground. a frown creases the space between your brows when you regained your stand and spotted the brown dust littering your otherwise, clean uniform.
you sighed when you found that it did not only cover your forearms, but also the front of your entire uniform. you might as well be rolling around on the ground to justify the mess on your clothes.
this place really hates you.
“sorry…”
jumping ten feet from the air (you wish. you’re exaggerating for good measure.) you whipped your head around, searching from the pitched, misty voice that seemed to chime pretty close to your ear.
… must have been the wind.
the wind knocks you to the ground again when you moved forward despite your initial dumbfoundedness.
when you raise your face that once again planted to the ground, you are not greeted by the air you expected but rather than a pair of green eyes that was not familiar in the slightest when you pair their shade of hair alongside the irises.
“i’m sleepy. can we take a nap?”
you gaped, horrified at the scare. “WHAT IN THE WO–”
⎯⎯ . . .
grim on the other hand feels like he’s in heaven.
setting aside cans of tuna’s under your bed felt like a mastermind plan he’s been devising for weeks, there was no way you’d discover the pile below! he chuckled to himself. at last, with you away for the night (he assumes you are, since you’re goin’ over to meet that overgrown cat!). grim is at least thankful for this one time that leona kidnaps you away from him.
with his feast laid out in front of him grim spares a loud cackle that shook him with so much please that warm puffs of smoke slipped through his canine teeth, the blue fire larger with his laughs.
now i can eat! finally! after weeks! he cried in his head.
grim was just about to leap in to tear through the metal can to ravish his meal but instead startled upwards at the sound of a door slamming against the wall he worried the entire building just might come down on him for a second.
dust flew down from the ceiling and floated on the top of the cans. grim’s flames roared brighter in response to his otherwise perfect evening.
myaaahh! it’s just one foot on it. he thinks to himself, dimming at the thought of facing your fury. you sounded angry considering you literally slammed the door despite knowing it would challenge the stability of this… dumpster! his anger doubles down into satisfaction considering he took it upon himself to indulge in this feast up in the attic.
where you, after spotting the state of dust during the first few days, remarked to never step a foot in there again with a sneeze.
grim sneezed, then sniffed. it isn’t his sense of smell that matters now anyway, but his sense of taste!
though that fleeting sniff has him sniffing again, having caught a whiff of some scent that’s not familiar in the slightest. spicy, earthy with no traces of your own unique smell that divides you from the other students grim refers to as ‘nobodies’.
but slightly familiar.
he just about jumps to the ceiling with how shocked he was from the sight of the door leading down from the attic quite literally flew from its hinges to the air, falling heavily down the corner of the space with a wave of sound, and dust that momentarily blinds grim who coughed at the overwhelming amount of particles he had inhaled in the wake,
“ah!” grim yelled in surprise, ears folding back. he shuffled to the other side of the room, body reared back defensively.
he does not know what’s worse, these acts of anger involving the furniture having you as the source or… the savanaclaw dorm head that had just climbed the steps to the attic with begrudging slowness.
leona wrinkles his nose at the smell, turning his head to the side with a displeased expression plastered on his face. at the very least, the monster is intelligent enough to read that he’s less than in a talking mood. “you,” he all but growled, ascending the steps fully.
“m..me!” grim huffed, trying to look intimidating by the puffing of his chest. “this is private property! my henchman owns this place!”
the lion waves him off. “don’t care. whatever they own is mine, whatever i own is theirs.”
another menacing step from the male has grim blanching and scurrying back. until he feels the dusty expanse of the wall brushing against the tip of his tail comfortably, he at the very least makes sure the flame doesn’t accidentally get the whole building catching on fire. if he didn’t you’d be far scarier than this leona right now.
well… except this leona is the one enticing fear in him right now, not the imagination of you.
what in the world did you do to this guy? he thought frantically. he would have thought leona was immensely content with the fact that you were visiting his dorm like he was every other time. did you fight? why was he even here? did you throw him under the bus?
right. grim might have eaten one of the chilled meat inside the savanaclaw fridge–only finding out it was leona’s right after he spat out the wet piece of paper with his name stuck onto it but…
“you know why i’m here?” leona scowled, not bothering to crouch down to the monster’s height. such an action was below him, that’s why he only peers down through his lashes at grim who confusedly shook his head.
he mocked, voice coming out stuck between a low rumble, and a growl. “your ‘henchman’ owes me now, makin’ me wait all that time and being a no show.”
as if to showcase his irritation, his tail flicked sharply. ears pulled back but twitching at every little sound like he expects to catch yuu in the action of hiding from him or something. grim begs to differ because he has no idea where you were.
it must have shown on his face but leona refused to be in the dark about your whereabouts. “so,” he squinted, flashing a canine tooth. threatening all the well, and of course less than happy. “if you tell me where that herbivore is, maybe i’ll spare you from the storm that’s coming to them.”
more like tell me now or you’re not gonna like what’s gonna happen next! grim cried in his mind.
leona tilted his head, eyes skimming from grim to the surrounding room. “or maybe i can just bring the storm here? this place’ll be nothing but a poor imitation of that scarabia with all the sand i’m gonna leave it in.”
“you can’t destroy ramshackle.” grim protested. “this is my–yuu's home!”
the male waved him off. “i’ll just rebuild it into somethin’ more suitable for them. easy.” briefly distracted after entertaining a thought, leona’s face smoothed down into blankness. “they can just stay with me.”
leona was in for the worst mood in the century when two whole hours after your designated meeting time at his dorm, like usual which you almost always upheld by being there in the first place, sometimes a little late but nonetheless present.
initially one hour was the most he was willing to wait. then leona thought to spare you another gracious hour before he eventually begrudgingly stood from his already comfortable position to the bed to look for you himself. there was no way he was going to pass up on quality sleep.
not that he would’ve tolerated waiting for five more minutes for others, much less an hour then two.
unfortunately. it was just you.
he flicks your forehead twice. “that’s for being two minutes late.”
you frowned at him.
he shook the memory off before it can fully be the pin in the inflated balloon he currently calls his emotions. he’d flick you more than one twenty times that’s for sure, until the only thing you’d remember was him, even though leona knows his finger would lose the force by the third flick and you’re simply just feeling him poking you.
“anyway,”
“yuu ain’t here. they went to meet you, didn’t they?!”
“that’s right.” his eyes narrowed.
“then it’s not my fault they didn’t show for your attitude!”
leona grinned and stepped a foot forward with a bit more force than necessary, creating a stomp that promptly startles grim. “what did you just say?” he taunted, daring. say it again.
he sidestepped the ball of blue fire that came from grim’s teeth. “i’m telling yuu.” he said off-handedly.
grim panicked, straightening and sitting in a manner that was almost docile. “no!”
the man scoffed at the silence that settles into the air. your little partner was useless when the only thing tying him to this college was you and the audacity to not ensure your safety boggled him so much leona was almost tempted to transfer you over to savanaclaw despite your countless denial.
better to be safe than sorry. he thought. he would rather you be safe than him be sorry.
one glance at grim and of course the yapping he’d been doing the entire time, leona concludes that this little thing wasn’t any better in the where in the seven is yuu department. the only thing he’s irked about is that he went all the way here–that you somehow made him go all the way here.
he pinches the bridge of his nose, turning on his heel and sluggishly descending the steps from the attic. he must be going mad.
grim does not bother to muster up any form of courage to ask where leona was going, he already knew.
he could only think about what was gonna happen to the poor soul called you.
on his way navigating through your sad excuse of a (temporary) home, leona can feel the presence of your many spirit friends staring. to some extent he understands why, he did almost bring the entire dorm down since his arrival and he hasn’t even used a drop of his magic yet.
they can at least be grateful he shut the door on his way out.
leona momentarily thought about simply using a transportation spell to get him to the mirror chamber, from ramshackle to the main campus… it was quite a far destination to go through back to back. maybe he should think about hitting up a mage who excels in mirror transportation.
whoever made the mirror chamber. for your convenience.
wait a minute. why should he be worried about your convenience when you just about stood him up?
leona decides against the spell. it was complicated, and his thoughts was not in the right place to focus on converting his body and mind at the same time. he reckons he might as well be sending himself to somewhere farther with his state of disarray.
all the way to the mirror chamber, his face was etched into a permanent scowl. leona only ever kept your notifications unmuted, so a buzz from his phone has him reaching and opening it immediately.
one new message from chek–
he shuts the phone as his perpetual scowl deepened.
if seeing leona actually roaming the halls and not dozing off somewhere was a surprise, his face was practically a loud sign warning to stay away. that’s exactly what the passing students did, spared a glance, double checked, then steered clear from his way without another attempt at gossip.
they knew he could hear whatever they were saying. not that he cared enough right now.
the strange feeling of getting transported from the mirror chamber back to savanaclaw shortly takes all thoughts from his mind before it returns as he registers the familiar feel of his dorm, soothing but not quite home. home would more so be a person to him than a fleeting thing like a place.
like…
“dorm-leader!”
“welcome back!”
“what were you up to, dorm leader?”
a chorus from entirely different people sound from the therianthropes likely practicing for a match that was ages away. such was the spirit of savanaclaw students that want to excel in one singular area like magishift when they put their mind to it. leona can atleast say he feels the same.
the long sigh he emitted was a quick sign he was annoyed, a sign that his dorm residents have learned to read over the years. they doubled down from their excitement at seeing him and settled a bit more pliantly.
most probable thing tied to his temper nowadays was probably you.
a lynxes’ ears twitch as he recalled seeing you earlier, talking to cheetah. so why was the dorm leader mad? “leona-senpai.” he started cautiously as the male walked past him, not sparing him a glance but definitely listening.
leona thought lynxes was just greeting him until the other continued. “you here to see yuu-yuu?”
he stopped in his steps, the slow swing of his tail betraying the nonchalance plastered across his face. from the way he turned his head over a shoulder a little was his own universal gesture of urging someone to continue.
despite a moment of excitement at the prospect of his dorm leader paying attention to him, lynxes relishes it quickly. “yuu was just on their way to the dorm.” he continued as cheetah perked up at the mention of the name. both of them do not think too deeply on the obvious uncoiling of the tenseness from leona.
cheetah nodded along. having resigned to resting by one of the bleachers seeing as he’d been playing for over half an hour. “yeah. the little human dropped by earlier with their scrawny self smelling good.”
at leona’s critical eye, cheetah back tracked. “like food. i’m sure it was for you, leona-senpai.” he huffed, sharing an incredulous look with lynxes. geez…
the only really scary thing about yuu was the fact that you’d managed to wrap their dorm leader around your fingers like it was nothing. you seemed like you weren’t even trying anyways! you were just… there, and it’s like leona’s the one keeping you close even though he was notorious for, well. doing nothing.
“where’s the herbivore?”
“they were on their way to the dorm.” lynxes replied.
cheetah sighed wistfully. “what a shame, really. was really looking forward to yuu-yuu playing magishift again.”
lynxes snorted. “doubt they can even hold up the weight of the disk alone.”
“i meant as our disk like before, doofus.” cheetah nudged him., lynxes scowled lighty at the name. both of them chorus a farewell to leona who had already started retreating after catching the answer to his question. if you were here, while he was over at your place… was that a waste of time then?
perhaps.
he can’t feel a bit annoyed. at the timing–then at the fact that he feels relieved.
leona only grunts in response, his own unique way of a thank you that eliminated the unnecessary need for words. good thing his dorm residents understands his non-verbal cues at least, more so you.
you had an uncanny ability to detect quite a lot about him since, well… the more time you spent together. you said he was grumpy when he doesn’t do anything–which is insane considering he doesn’t do anything at any given time (you just mean he’s grumpy all the time.) and when he asks, you only mimic the look of ‘his grump’.
a response to you. “i don’t look constipated.”
a response to him. “so you’re saying you look constipated?”
the man stepped into his dorm, a certain haste in his steps that does not drain his energy but makes him feel more alive with each assuming step closer to you as he directs himself into the wide area of savanaclaw to his own room.
he barely registers the murmurs of greeting that fly his way with each dorm mate that spots him roaming the halls. of all students in night raven college, it's his own that are most brave enough to still spare him a greeting even if he seemed not in the mood. of course it is, only his dorm doesn’t have cowards.
not that he’s not in the mood anyway. a few minutes ago, sure. but now? he’s begrudgingly unable to deny the anticipation that threatens to lift his lips.
unfortunately he passes by ruggie who immediately walks backwards with his pace to annoy him surely. “leona-san.” he greets with a grin, resting his hands behind his head and skillfully ignoring the incoming obstacles called people.
thanks to his reputation around, the greetings to leona are also mixed in with a ruggie-senpai, or a ruggie-san if it happened to be a first year.
leona gave ruggie the stink eye. “leave me alone.” he grunts out, impatient as he walked.
ruggie makes a show of letting his eyes drift down to his legs. wider steps. “you’re in a hurry.” he observes slyly. compared to other openly tactical students–ruggie was subtle to himself, never quite revealing any cards until the very last resort. one of the reasons leona kept him close. “didn’t know there was anything exciting in ‘vanaclaw.”
the hyena chuckled to himself, raising his brows at a passing sweaty student who was on the verge of a brawl with another.
“don’t care.” replied leona.
“been gone for a while.” ruggie threw back. “i don’t think i’ve ever seen you mope around in your room for so long, and tail it out.”
by the time leona finally spared him an irritated glance, he was speaking again. “so, did ya find em’?” ruggie didn’t need to be told what form of craft had leona rising from his comfortable coffin and going venturing out. its you, always has to be you somehow. be it in savanaclaw or elsewhere.
“no.” he rolls his eyes, finally opening the door to his room about to turn back and shut the door in ruggie’s face–but that was when he expected to see you pliantly sat on his bed and waiting because you owed him that much.
leona stops. staring at the empty space of his bed. he looked around the room, no sign of you but a whole lot signs of ruggie which wasn’t what he was looking for at all.
so he doesn’t care who’s been snooping despite the shameless animal behind him if it didn’t have anything to do with you.
“you came back, empty-handed?” ruggie quirked a brow, dropping his hands from his hair and tugging at the signature scarf of his dorm around his neck with a glance around. “gee. it's hot in here.”
leona pinched the bridge of your nose. whatever semblance of a good mood he had moments ago was thrown out the window when he found–that you were indeed not here in his room where he expected you to be. where else? you weren’t too buddy-buddy with any other dorm mates besides jack, and jack was in his room when he passed it.
you weren’t there either.
cheetah, and lynxes… he sighed in his mind.
“look for that herbivore in each corner of this dorm.” he sniffed, shaking his head.
leona pauses.
he sniffs again.
a scent of yours invades his nostrils, calming his rising temper to a halt suddenly. he stops, and looks scrutinizingly around the room with key focus. you were in here, somewhere. leona took a step closer to the bed, following the warmer tinges of your smell.
he took a right. it faded slightly so he went back.
by the time he was hunting for you, ruggie curiously took a deep inhale and wrinkled his nose. “ack… now this place smells like yuu-yuu. to think i thought them smelling like you was bad.”
it was true, the scent was particularly stronger than it should be. had he not noticed? the closer he walked to the bed, the stronger the smell was. with each step it practically swirled around in his head to the point where he could just sleep deeply in comfort, tricked into thinking you were laying right next to him.
like you were next to him,
leona stops by the side of his bed, narrowing his eyes at the crinkle of his sheets.
he stared closely until it seemingly squirmed at his intense stare, shifted a bit to the side like there was someone on it and leona’s hand shot out above the area. surprised to feel a limb, ankle perhaps? fit loosely within the confines of his palm.
“gotcha.” he whispered in triumph, tugging at whatever he had grabbed. it felt like a body, a potion perhaps? it didn’t quite feel like you, leona would know how you feel because he felt you in his soul.
leona, and ruggie stared in startle when the air flickered like translucent mirrors that reflected the light, and warped into something entirely.
“a little kid!” ruggie shouted in alarm, scurrying to leona to take a closer look.
the kid in question was… weird. more specifically, they smelled strangely familiar which was strange in the first place. leona leaned in, to which the kid squirmed when he inhaled deeply from the steady pulse of their adrenaline from their neck.
“who are you?” he all but growled, ruggie grimaced at his tone of voice like he was judging the way leona dealt with kids. surprisingly, unlike the usual intimidated bundle they only look vastly annoyed, like leona was a bother.
safe to say the man picked up on that as well.
they turned their head stubbornly. “you’re ruining my nap time!” they exclaimed–it was official. he was a bother. green met green and leona faltered when a haze of confusing familiarity stared at him right in the eye.
he glances at the pair of ears, a ribbon wrapped just below the fluff of hair at the edge of their tail. they must have sensed it because they huffed at his face.
“jealous?” they said at his stupefied face. “mada gave it to me earlier when i found them.”
he doesn’t know who mada is but they have terrible taste.
“a lion therianthrope.” leona observed.
“obviously.” the kid replied.
the former’s face soured, the latter snickered.
“looks like a baby you, but more sassy.” ruggie quipped.
the room pauses. first of all, leona briefly remembers the scent he was following and quickly determined that while this kid was swarming with your smell, it still wasn’t the strongest in the room. second of all, why?
“oi,” he grunted, rearing back when they swiped at his face at the prolonged proximity. “keep your claws in. you better have a good reason why you’ve been keeping my herbivore from me.”
“mada is mine!” retorted the kid with a distasteful scrunch of their nose as they turned their head away from the man, closing their eyes as if it was giving them a disability to look at him any longer. who was that?
leona’s eye twitched and one glance at ruggie quieted the hyena from an ongoing cackle of glee immediately–though he didn’t seem too prone to stopping considering his alternative was looking away so leona doesn’t see his grin.
contrary to the proud stand of the child’s ears, leona’s own flattens in response and he has to remind himself that he’s above chucking random kids who happen to smell like you out the window. “i don’t know who your mada is but–”
“mada is mada.” they huffed.
“...”
leona was quite forced to drop the little ‘rascal’ or so he thought when they feigned a bite at his arm. they plopped down back onto his bed, body too little so they bounced off a little. then… they scurried from the edge, away from him all the way to the edge and grasped at air.
literally holding onto air, fingers clenched around something.
his eyes sharpened. “what else are you hidin’?” he queried at the kid who boredly stuck out a tongue but hid back when his scowl deepened. to some extent he figured it was you, a quiet dispel incantation in his mind sent a wave of magic and the air flickered again to reveal the suspect of his most eventful day.
yuu. you. whatever
you looked like you just got caught hiding beneath a bench in broad daylight, your eyes drifted to the child and hilariously enough, seemed as though you also wanted to hide behind them. “novu…” you murmured lowly, as if all three therianthropes in the room could not hear you clearly. “you said i have to keep quiet and he won’t find out!”
novu blinked repeatedly. their demeanor falling slightly with the curl of their ears, they seemed strangely docile compared to the half bothered demeanor that was in the face of leona. “papa always finds us when we hide.” they whispered back, pursing their lips. “he’s a cheater interrupting our nap!’
you nodded vehemently. “true, he is.”
ruggie coughed. “wait, wait… about leona being this kid’s… papa or a cheater?”
“...”
“both!” replied novu cheerfully.
this time you seemed to be in jetlag to process the information, staring at novu’s face before it shifted to leona. “huh,” you murmured. they kind of looked alike, from the eyes, to their seeming shared feline traits. “HUH?!”
you sat up immediately, hands shooting to the small shoulders of novu who perked up–instead of being offended by your sudden startle they seemed incredibly pleased and nuzzled into the warmth that seeped from your palms through their top.
“what do you mean papa?” you swallowed. suddenly feeling incredibly nervous, especially with the heavy aura leona is emanating behind you, you really don’t want to turn around and see what kind of expression he’s wearing on his face.
the urge to shake the kid who had technically kidnapped you from the forbidden thing called crashing leona time then happily insisting it was novu time now. just a few intentional widening of their eyes and you begrudgingly followed them along to leona’s room which was surprisingly devoid of the man himself.
just from the small bits of his, and ruggie’s conversation when they returned you easily concluded he came looking for you.
and… well, you don’t really want him to see you at the moment when you unintentionally-intentionally blew him off.
you meant. it’s fine, right…? you do spend a lot of your time with him, so just a few hours wouldn’t be too bad.
everything is not fine! you screeched in your head. any hopes for respite from these two were promptly thrown out the window when novu’s face soured when they glanced at leona.
“papa doesn’t share you with me, so i have to take you first.” novu said proudly. at this point the hands on their shoulders weren’t enough so they climbed on your legs and slumped against your front, distinctively making a sound of contentment as they relaxed.
befuddled, frazzled, more words relating to perplexed ran through your head as you confusedly wrapped your arms around the little figure and pet the top of their head. novu seemed especially pleased when your fingers neared the fur atop their ears and even rubbed their head against yours in what seemed to be affection.
still shocked to oblivion, as in my soul just left my body you turned your wide eyes to leona who, to your surprise, did not bear a face of grump but a more unsettling blankness that cleared any semblance to emotion really. he stared intently at your head, obviously ignoring the disappointed look ruggie is digging to the side of his.
the hyena–when he caught your gaze also spared you a shake of his head as if he was non-verbally insulting you with an insinuation of something you haven’t even done, or yet to anyway.
you had briefly caught snippets of their exchange during your small interaction with novu, leona growling out an out which left ruggie no chance to deny but concerned enough with the new addition being seen to close the door on his way out.
when leona finally spoke, he furrowed his brows at novu. a flicker of annoyance at the sight of the clear coddling of the little one against you and the fact that you welcomed it. “i don’t have any kids.” he huffed like it was obvious.
novu did not open an eye but spared him a reply. “i don’t know how you and mada made me but you’re my only papa, and they’re my only mada.” despite their previous acts against leona, they were oddly proud of proclaiming themselves as his child.
leona raised a brow. he reluctantly softens, or instinctively you’re not sure.“you’re not from around here, are you?” he quipped. the bed dips under the new weight as he settled down next to you, surprisingly restrained enough not to pluck the kid out of your grasp and take their place.
he leaned back against the pillows, resting the back of his hand on his forehead.
“i’m where i’m supposed to be.” sniffed novu, a lower tilt to their voice trailing off that spoke volumes about their state of consciousness. “with you, and mada.”
novu nuzzled against you, shifting slightly like they wanted to wriggle out. you retracted your arms to your sides and they sighed deeply when they settled in the middle of the bed, eyes still closed and breathing evening out.
“don’t leave me for so long.” they yawned.
you blinked.
leona kept staring at the ceiling.
why was he so docile?! you were still trying to wrap your mind around it all!
“goodnight.” you muttered dumbly.
you turned your head to point a sharp gaze at leona–who sighs, feeling your stare and grumbled under his breath.
“night.” he rolled his eyes.
the room lapses in silence from a while, bathed in the dawning set of the sun. you considered stealing a blanket from leona’s drawer but decided against it, considering the dorm is still quite humid even at this time of day, if you were at diasomnia you’re sure you’d have frozen to death even with a pile of them on top of you.
you snuck a glance at the elusive novu, their energy burnt out as they fell to a sound sleep, occasionally their ears twitched when your body shifted the slightest bit, reaching out as if you keep you from going.
aw. you kept still.
“is this my future?” you sulked to yourself, sighing as the weight of your shock faded into the air and left you slumping against the bed.
“is it so bad?” leona commented after your remark faded a bit.
you crossed your arms, sneaking a glance at him. “they’re cute.” you referred to novu.
not an answer to his question. leona thought in irritation, you always did have a way with a head made up entirely out of air. then again, his might be as well if he’s taken such a deep liking to you that prevents him from letting go–that in the first place was demented of him, he was not clingy.
leona does not entertain the pictures that his mind conjures to rebuke his denial of fondness in physical form.
sleeping on you, teaching you chess, keeping you close? that was just him collecting pieces to discard.
sure.
“just sleep, you’ve been looking for me all day, right?”
leona closes his eyes. “i have.”
he’d just have to give you a reason to look forward to seeing a novu again.
⎯⎯ . . .
by the time you woke up there was something draped around the bed.
you instinctively patted the space next to you, not feeling the strange feel of novu but the hard plane of leona’s cheek. he does not swat at your hand but spares you an annoyed scowl. you note that he’s… well, a lot closer than he should be even with the missing space of novu between your bodies.
oops. the only thing to pull leona out of a grumpy mood in the morning was a meal. you clearly did not have the current power to do so as you had… fed the doom sandwich to a pouty novu.
thankfully ruggie popped in, barely blinking at your sprawled figures on the bed but more surprised at the missing recent addition. “where’s your lovechild?”
jack’s voice rose from the hallway. “their what?!”
“get out.” leona sneered. “you’re ruinin’ my morning.”
it wasn’t already ruined?! all three of you cried in your minds.
trivia
their unique magic is “from where do you see me?” which you might already guess is being able to conceal themselves in thin air, alongside a thing, or person they have to be directly touching as they’re still young, and inexperienced to properly control their unique magic without a medium.
novu is written to be an equally cheeky 7 year old that happens to take naps very seriously, and not so energetic when deprived of sleep (i’m trying to write all of the children to be generally gender neutral lol but i do have a ‘implied [gender]’ next to their names in the draft lol! as you might guess, alice is feminine… but what about novu?
a second italicized word means that it was novu! for example: ‘must have been the wind’ is really just the wind, whereas: ‘the wind knocks you to the ground’ is the cheeky novu!
cheetah, and lynxes are not their actual names. just called them what they were, which is an actual cheetah, and lynxes therianthrope who both respectively belong in the family of big cats.
unlike alice who was on a clock during their time in the past, novu wished to sleep well and was sent back in time to find you so they can enjoy a lengthy sleep as the future you had not returned home alongside future leona due to a political exchange.
so once they finally fell asleep, they will eventually return.
yuu hid the sandwich and tailed it out of the cafeteria immediately, not wanting to stick around to know that one of the non-humans with crazy senses smells it on them and decides to target them!
ruggie usually doesn’t comment on the weather of savanaclaw but he does say “its hot in here.” because it felt warmer compared to the outside, which didn’t make sense. it was very much due to yuu, and novu in the same room.
magical shift disks are known to be heavy in weight alone, that’s why it's mainly used to direct imbued in magic. yuu did, actually get roped into a game by being a disk which was… an experience.
jack was supposed to be hear but i missed the bullets where i outlined him LOL
writingerror on archive of our own inspired partial parts of this work (as well as me writing once again honestly) which includes the interactions with students to yuu, as well as the.. yuu being a disk part which is a chapter in one of their works!
the reason why leona’s ‘morning’ is not ruined despite him already being bothered first thing is due to you!
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ALMOST, BUT NEVER QUITE (pt. 2)

pairing mark grayson x gender neutral reader
a hundred almosts. a hundred times mark grayson nearly tells you—with his hands brushing yours a second too long, with his voice cracking when he says your name, with the way he looks at you like you’re the only thing that makes sense in his chaotic, superhero life. but ‘almost’ doesn’t change anything. not until one quiet night, when the air between you crackles with everything unsaid, and the line between friendship and more feels thinner than ever. (or: mark and reader are disasters in love, dancing around the truth until neither can pretend anymore.)

the thing about mark grayson is that he’s almost brave.
almost.
like that time you were both sprawled on your bedroom floor, textbooks abandoned in favor of trading stupid jokes, his pinky brushing yours like it was an accident. he’d opened his mouth, the words i think i love you sitting right there, ready to spill—but then you laughed at something dumb he said, your nose scrunching up in that way that makes his chest feel too tight, and suddenly the moment was gone. he swallowed the confession down like it never happened.
almost.
or that night after a mission gone wrong, when he stumbled through your window at 3 am, suit torn, ribs aching, hands still trembling from adrenaline. you didn’t even flinch—just pulled him close, your fingers threading through his hair like you could stitch him back together with touch alone. he’d sagged against you, forehead pressed to your shoulder, breathing you in like an anchor, and for one reckless second, he thought this is it. i’m gonna tell them. but then your hands—steady, always so steady—dabbed at his split lip with a bandage, your touch feather-light, and all that came out was a hoarse "thanks," rough around the edges.
almost.
or that afternoon in the movie theater, when the flickering screen painted your face in shifting blues and golds, and he realized he hadn’t absorbed a single plot point because he was too busy counting the way your eyelashes caught the light. his fingers had twitched toward yours, his pulse a frantic drumbeat—just take their hand, you coward—but then you offered him the last piece of popcorn, your fingertips brushing his, and he chickened out. again.
almost.
or that party at eve’s, when you were both buzzed on cheap wine, your head lolling against his shoulder, his arm slung around your waist like it was the most natural thing in the world. the words burned in his throat—i’d kiss you right now if i wasn’t terrified of losing this—but then william wolf-whistled from across the room, and mark jerked away like he’d been caught doing something criminal.
almost.
or that lazy sunday on his couch, when you dozed off halfway through some dumb cartoon, your legs tangled with his, your breathing slow and even. he’d traced the curve of your cheekbone with his gaze, his chest so full it ached—you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me—but then you sighed in your sleep, nuzzling closer, and he swallowed the words down.
almost.
he almost tells you a hundred times.
a hundred almosts.
a hundred moments where his heart screams yes but his fear whispers not yet—when his fingers linger on your waist after lifting you away from danger, when he catches your eye across a crowded room and his smile goes soft in a way that’s just for you, when he wakes from nightmares with your name on his lips and has to bite his tongue to keep from calling you at 3am just to hear you breathe.
and the worst part? you were just as bad.
you almost told him during that late-night study session when he dozed off against your shoulder, the warm weight of him pressed along your side. in the dim glow of your desk lamp, you could see the way his adam's apple bobbed when he swallowed, the way his parted lips shaped silent words like he was still trying to argue some superhero theory in his dreams. you'd held your breath, leaning closer—just kiss him. just a tiny one on his forehead. his nose. his cheeks. anywhere. just say it—but then he nuzzled unconsciously into the curve of your neck, his sleepy exhale tickling your skin, and you panicked, shoving a pillow between you like a coward's shield.
you almost told him when he brought you your favorite coffee and snack after a rough day, the sleeve scribbled with a dumb doodle of himself as invincible (complete with a poorly drawn cape, an inside joke amongst the two of you). you’d opened your mouth—you’re the reason i smile even on bad days—but then he ruffled your hair, grinning like an idiot, and you choked on the words.
you almost told him when he bandaged your scraped knee after you tripped during one of his patrols, his calloused hands cradling your calf like something precious. the confession i’d fall a thousand times if it meant you’d catch me burned behind your teeth—but then he pressed the band-aid down with exaggerated care, muttering "there, good as new, ya klutz," and you kicked his shoulder instead, face flaming.
you almost told him when he fell asleep on your couch after a marathon gaming session, his controller still clutched in loose fingers. in the blue glow of the paused screen, you watched the way his lashes fanned over the dark circles under his eyes—always pushing himself too hard, always trying to save everyone. your thumb hovered over his cheekbone, aching to trace the bruise from last night's fight, to whisper let me take care of you too. but then he sighed in his sleep, turning his face into your palm like a sunflower chasing light, and you snatched your hand back like you'd been burned.
you almost told him a hundred times too.
(≧∇≦)ノ☆
and then—
one night, when the sky was bruised with twilight and the air between you was thick with something unspoken, you turned to him and said, soft as a whisper:
"you know, vincible, if you keep looking at me like that, i might start thinking you like me."
mark’s breath caught. his pulse roared in his ears. this is it, he thought. this is the moment.
but then—
he grinned, shaky and nervous, and deflected. "pssh. you wish."
you rolled your eyes, but your voice was quieter when you replied, "yeah. maybe i do."
the words hung between you, fragile and heavy all at once.
mark’s smile faltered. did they just—?
you immediately backtracked, shoving his shoulder. "i mean—shut up. you’re insufferable."
he laughed, but it came out uneven. "you love it."
"unfortunately," you muttered, and the way your voice cracked on the word love made his stomach flip.
for a second, neither of you spoke. the silence stretched, taut and electric, until mark couldn’t take it anymore.
"hey," he started, voice softer now. "if i—if i did like you. hypothetically. would that... would that be weird?"
your breath hitched. "hypothetically?"
"yeah." his fingers fidgeted with the hem of his sleeve. "just. y’know. asking."
you swallowed. "no. not weird."
"good," he whispered. "that’s... good."
another silence. longer this time.
then—
"mark?"
"yeah?"
you hesitated, your fingers curling into the fabric of your sleeves. "if i liked you. hypothetically. would that be weird?"
his lips parted. once again, mark grayson was speechless.
"no," he finally said, voice rough. "not weird at all."
the corner of your mouth twitched. "good."
"yeah," he breathed. "good."
and maybe—just maybe—that was enough for now.
(no almost this time. but not quite finally, either.)

okay so. this one’s short—like, really short (1.1k words whoops)—but sometimes less is more, right? …right? but hey. if i happen to write a part three—hypothetically—it’ll be longer. messier. maybe even (finally) give these two dumbasses the confession they deserve. or… y’know. drag the pining out even more. maybe make them more comfortable with being more... flirtatious or direct but indirect with their feelings? who can say. (it’s me. i can say. and let’s be real, we all know i’m writing it. so sorry to everyone who looked forward to this, all the budget went to the other one-shots i'm working on right now.)
#lazy-ahh#invincible#mark grayson#invincible x reader#mark grayson x reader#gender neutral reader#x reader#x gender neutral reader#x gn reader#almost confessing but chickens out#honestly relatable#two idiots who are too in love and too scared to ruin their relationship#I'M GONNA CRY#heh invincible to a lot of things but this might actually destroy him type ahh#i either make them finally smooch and get together#OR i drag this out and milk it and make them flirt with each other and amp the desperation and yearning to a hundred#THEN maybe they'll finally get together#are you sure?
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Midas, i'm FREE!
Work has been EXHAUSTING since the last time we chatted on tumblr, but i think your request box is open, and i'm feeling a request of cuddling otters of fontaine with platonc/sisterly bond with Siegewinne!
OTTERS! I fucking LOVE those little guys they look so fluffy!
And Siegewinne is so adorable and has Wrio for a -cough Father/boss cough- so Yeah.
-🥘Stew
a wondrous earth
note: i definitely did not realize that you didn't mention sagau at midnight so. just pretend okay shhh
word count: 2k
-> warnings: nothing explicit but does take place post-fontaine AQ and kinda assumes you know the lore.. containes a few wink/nudge references at most.
-> gn reader (you/yours)
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teyvat was beautiful. even through a screen, you could lose yourself wandering for hours, taking in the flowing rivers, delicate flowers, the way the clouds swept over the sky like they themselves were savoring the view. wildlife scattered the paths, butterflies in the air and birds chirping from every tree. sometimes you turned off the music and dialogue just to sit and bask in it.
it was no different now that you actually were in teyvat. if anything, the heightened detail only deepened your love for the sights. you could watch every feather shift, not limited by graphics and models, feeling the spray of saltwater across your skin. perhaps it was simply because fontaine was where you’d first awoken, but it would always hold a soft spot in your heart.
the city itself was stunning, with pristine white buildings that shined with even the slightest sun, the meka moving with fluid gears that barely whirred as they passed. coins littered the bottom of every fountain, the smell shifting from perfume to fried food to fresh fruit, tempting from their stall. you could have spent the entire day roaming its streets and only barely brush the surface of everything to see inside. flora, fauna, people and meka and melusines and you, the streets just populated enough to be welcoming without crossing into overwhelming.
it could be argued that its beauty was due to being the centerpiece of the nation. perhaps outside of its mother of pearl walls were ruined homes and muddied streets that would surely dim your favor, and perhaps that was why neuvillette was so gun-shy about recommending it to you. though he was very professional about it, you’d played enough of the archon quest to know that his insistence on tending to you personally was more out of worry than any sort of actual need. your years of amassed mora had found its way cleanly into your pocket upon arrival, and that combined with your knowledge of fontaine would certainly be enough on its own to find you a nice, cozy life, even without the whole “god of all” thing.
that seemed a bit too intimidating anyway. no, you were more interested in watching romaritime flowers bloom in the rain, and whatever other duties came of your title could wait. celestia had yet to come knocking and most of the higher officials seemed allergic to even thinking of suggesting something else to do, so your time was your own.
(while it was a bit funny, their want to help seemed to push the line of fervency. it was worrying, and another reason to spend some time out wandering on your own. they’d been through enough, and the last thing you wanted was to be another weight on furina’s shoulders.)
thankfully, fontaine was vast, and held no shortage of sight to see. with a bit of persuasion—read: barely hinting at it once while navia happened to be in the room—you were equipped with a travel bag and set off on your own, heading north. unfortunately, there was no way to cross to the other islands without taking the aquabus, and you did want to see the institute and the opera house for yourself.
fortunately, fontaine’s waters were fresh.. or, at least fresh enough that one could swim in it without a mask… or oxygen tank…
you’d figure it out. there was not a single chance that you wouldn’t at least try. even if you didn’t have whatever blessing that allowed the traveller and others to dive freely, the elements seemed to like you well enough, and who would pass up on the chance to see fontaine’s waters for themself anyway?
not you, certainly. you crouched in the shallows and cupped the waves in your hands, bringing it to your mouth and taking a cautious breath.
it felt, expectedly, perfectly fine. normal, even. you let the water fall, but didn’t exhale anything else but air. there was no pressure in your lungs, no burning need to cough, just an odd warmth that spread from your throat downwards. you didn’t know why—you’d somewhat assumed that vision wielders had some sort of internal “gills” that pushed out excess water—but shrugged it off, double-checking that your bag was safely stashed within a bush before wading deeper. the water was a bit cool, but not cold, welcoming you in like a freshly-made bed after a long day.
unsurprisingly, fontaine’s great lake was just as beautiful as the city. in the shallows alone, romaritime flowers gleamed, reflecting the light they absorbed from the sun over and over within their thin petals. fish in rainbows of colors flocked among the depths, rays of light reaching down and inviting you to follow.
the fish were mostly apathetic to your presence. they neither fled nor turned, just allowing you by as if you were one of them. the few meka were a bit more curious, coming up and bumping your hand to ask why you had descended with them. with a bit of coaxing, you let one of the smaller ones allow you to hold onto its fins, pulling you deeper still. crabs scuttled along the floor, stingrays following the dappled rays of light. even this far down, you could still see easily, watching algae sway and jellyfish bloom without error.
at some point, your meka stalled, lingering in space and turning around. its searchlight flicked over you and the sand, inching back the way you came. was this the edge of its patrol route? you waved it goodbye and it waited a moment more before finally moving away, slowly at first before returning to speed. there were probably others you could take back anyway… provided you remembered where you were anyway.
…that was a problem for later. you turned and swam, following the valley. it was getting a bit shallower, and the sun was beginning to dim, but your curiosity was not yet satisfied. you pushed, and continued. a deeper valley of the ocean came into view, a deep bowl marked by large columns of bare rock on the far side. there were more jellyfish around here, and a few stingrays with shining blue skin. you swam to some, curious, but as soon as you got close it turned and met you more than halfway, circling twice like a cat who’s owner had finally come home. you pet over its wings, the transparent blue layer making your fingers buzz. the ray pushed into your hand, and when it left for another cheerful circle, your palm was blue. despite the fact that you hadn’t felt tired or in any way abnormal since diving, the sight of the film over your hands settled confidence over your mind. whatever came, you’d be able to handle it.
why? you had no idea. was there really a way for you to to absorb xenochromatic abilities? was this even that anyway? who cared, really, if you weren’t hurt?
you pet the stingray again with your afflicted hand—not wanting to stain both, in case it was somehow something harmful—and look around the valley, soaking in the view. the sunlight had turned slightly amber, but it never hindered the sea’s beauty. pink and blue jellyfish, octopi shooting pearls of water back and forth. how, you had no idea, but you weren’t going to ask. not that they’d be able to answer, anyway.
tired out, the stingray settled by your side, tail loosely flicking to keep in place as the water shifted. despite the fact that it had definitely touched your skin elsewhere, only your hand remained blue. that cemented in your mind that this was one of the xenochromatic creatures, though to do so without the odd lasso was interesting.. then again, if you could make flames sway and wind pause, then who’s to say you couldn’t throw a few water blades?
the water hummed, something coarse brushing your other arm. you turned, but there was no other animal wondering about your presence. instead, after a brief moment, you recognized the figure swimming beside you as sigewinne, just not as you remembered her. she was really only recognizable through her antennae and bright red eyes, the bright nurse’s uniform of her standard model replaced by some sort of wetsuit and a thick belt around her waist. her heart-shaped purse was also replaced with a basket tucked into her elbow, but the lid over it was latched closed, preventing you from seeing inside. once she saw that she had your attention, she pointed up, and you followed her to the surface, albeit slowly. you didn’t really want to leave, and if she was anything like the others then she’d ask you to come into the fortress.
you surfaced beside her, taking a moment to adjust to the air, coughing twice while she pushed some hair from her eyes. it made sense she’d have an easier time adjusting, but you still felt a bit foolish. what happened to the whole “god of all” business?
“first water?” oh, that one was new. the others in the city tended to use titles related to justice. “may i ask what you’re doing out here so late?”
“i was just exploring, that’s all. what are you doing?”
she blinks, then pulls up her basket, undoing the latch and holding out. within, you can see some various plants, each wrapped and bundled tightly. “i was just collecting some herbs. most of the workers have retired and i’m not usually needed around this hour. are you cold at all?”
she looks genuinely worried, which makes you smile despite yourself. “no, i’m alright, thank you.”
if you were talking with anyone else, you’re certain they would have pushed. everyone in the city seemed hell-bent on making sure you never so much as caught sight of something imperfect.. but sigewinne just relaxes, nodding. “okay. if you’re looking for somewhere nice, may i suggest going east? there’s always otters there, even at this hour.”
otters. you’d almost forgotten about the star of the seas, so distracted by meka and your new powers. “that sounds lovely. would you mind showing me where?”
“of course!” she smiles and you swear you’ve never seen anyone happier, following her beneath the waves. fortunately, your abberant power faded when you surfaced, leaving you able to swim beside her without fear of acidentally triggering it. maybe you can ask about it later…
regardless, the trip is short. she takes you up into the shallows, onto a flatter plateau only about ten feet deep. true to her word, otters dot the surface, likely drawn by the plentiful clams in the sand. the few swimming about eagerly swim up to you, a sharp contrast to the other sealife. they nudge clams into your hand and curl eagerly into your hands, their fur soft and dense. they can hold their breath for longer than you’d think they’d be able to, letting you settle in the sand and pet them for as long as you wish. the water is brighter too, the edges of their fur catching the light.
with time, the sun will fall and your friends will tire, but it is still evening. you watch as sigewinne plays catch with an otter and its shell, smiling at the sight. it’s nice to be like this, tucked beneath the waves with someone who treats you almost comedically casually. maybe its due to her nature, maybe its because she’s a doctor, but that doesn’t really matter. you’re definitely going to savor time spent with someone so sweet.
#genshin#genshin impact#sagau#genshin sagau#self aware genshin#gender neutral reader#genshin fluff#sigewinne genshin#okay guys be normal about her#gosh shes so sweet#sorry this doesn't contiane a lotta sigewinne content i ended up scrapping an entire arc about red meanies#stew🥘 anon#almost forgot that#HI btw how are you stew#x reader#platonic x reader#not using all my xreader tags just cause i know theyre associated with romance so#that ones just for like. those tht dont like reader inserts#which. fair. so#shrug#btw if youve read this far you deserve to know the title of this is in reference to her title#so. theres your trivia for the week ig
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one thing that immediately and consistently indicates bad characterization to me is when eddie stumbles over very basic “progressive” things like pronouns or Terminology or Theory but buck understands those things effortlessly and perfectly and perhaps even needs to lecture eddie about them, due to he is awesome and white woke and eddie is brown backwards so he struggles :( in reality they are both “progressive” guys
#eddie talks about chris’s future partners gender neutrally#anyway . This literally almost always is connected to my enemy eddie with internalized homophobia who is slightly evil and really mean
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BAND OF BROTHERS: EPISODE ONE + my favorite closeup shots
#bill guarnere#dick winters#carwood lipton#george luz#joe toye#luztoye#lewis nixon#donald hoobler#harry welsh#band of brothers#mine: gifs#did i need to include 10? no#but i love each of these and here's why#1 bc he's so absurdly cute and happy and carefree here it makes my heart melt#2 bc you can him trying so hard to keep his face neutral with sobel when he says 'what infractions sir?' and sobel says 'find some'#3 bc i could watch it all day... how does Lipton look so hot just moving his face like that???#4 bc there's no heterosexual explanation for this scene and i love these two being sexy goofballs together#5 bc it's the moment that almost single-handedly made Toye one of my earliest fave characters#6 bc that is literally Nix's expression when he sees Dick smiling tenderly at him... enough said#7 bc the early foreshadowing kills me UGHHH#8 bc he's pretty and glowing and there's that glimmer of mischief in his eyes#9 bc Harry is my most precious beloved wifeguy and goddamn what a smile#10 bc god it breaks my heart every time
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Yandere fem demon who has been trying to tempt you to sinning. Dragging you to shops and boutiques, highly amused when you insist everything she's been trying to get you in has been pretty revealing.
Yandere demon who uses her body to further tempt you. A flirty look here, a lingering touch there - she's pulled out all the stops.
But why weren't you at the very least tempted? Why? Whywhywhywhywhywhywhy.
Yandere demon who, while busying herself with seducing a different human, finds herself cornered. It's fine, she's a demon anyway, she'll let these stupid humans think she's fragile and shit.
But you arrive just before she slits their throats - courageously demanding they leave her alone. Brave despite the croak in your voice, and the shaking of your hands. You successfully drew the assailants' interests, abandoning her in favor of you.
In a sudden surge of unnamed emotion, she uses her powers to kill the assailants swiftly before any of them could touch you.
Yandere demon who, cradled in your embrace, figures this is the time to get you. In a way, it's a perfect set up, isn't it? A damsel in distress (not really) being saved by a hero. It's only fair she rewards you for your deeds, right? Surely you would never turn down her offer.
Yandere demon who, before she can voice out her thanks, finds the words disappearing at the tip of her tongue. Looking at your terrified expression, panicked and blubbering out words of concern and apologies.
What were you apologizing for? You didn't know something like this would happen. She's used to this.
Yandere demon who gets stunned as you shouted in frustration when she voiced out her thoughts with nonchalance. Staring at you in awe and surprise as you, frustratedly, insisted how it's exactly the reason why you're sorry.
Why?
You know she's got a reputation, she's beautiful - of course that'll get people's attention. And some people aren't so nice with trying to get her attention on them.
You don't know she's a demon, or that she's befriended you just so she can doom you to sinning. But she did befriend you.
"I care about you. Do I need any more reasons to make sure you don't get hurt?"
A sudden spike in her heartbeat, a flush of her cheeks (demons are actually capable of blushing? Who knew - certainly not her). Touched by your declaration.
You have no clue what you've just made her feel.
Yandere demon who still takes you to boutiques, urging you to wear the clothes she picked out for you. They're less revealing now, but still stylish - which you appreciate. The clothes are nice, but you were never here for them anyway.
You aren't allowed to wear anything remotely revealing anymore. Not if she can help it. Every single inch of your skin is for her to see. Every single part of you is hers.
Constantly hanging around with you, arms linked and touching you. Your popularity spikes the more the two of you are seen together - simple cause and effect.
She kills the people showing open interest towards you - also simple cause and effect.
Yandere demon who abandoned her duties as a demon tempting mortals to sin, in favor of attending to you. For your affection. You care for her, remember? You made that declaration.
Yandere demon who, in a way, got her plans with you fulfilled. She's doomed you, as she intended. Not to eternal damnation - but to herself.
this is so all over the place but i needed to write her immediately. shes invading my thoughts get her out!!!!!
#yandere oc#yandere x reader#yandere x darling#yandere imagines#yandere headcanons#yandere#tw yandere#yandere scenarios#gn reader#gender neutral reader#tw allusions to being cornered and almost assaulted??#female yandere
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They disgust me, your honour
#danganronpa#hajime hinata#nagito komaeda#komahina#past this it's a stretch- they're still different people- but the last one's pretty blatant#love that these are some of their more emotional sprites#someone gif this :p i can throw the neutral sprite comparison i left out at you if you want it#anyway GOD it's almost 3am i was supposed to sleep
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What if me and Lillian’s betrothed are in a secret relationship and then one day he just walks on me and her just locking lips 😈
WARNING: NSFW ish content under the cut, MDNI
Bad news everyone, unfortunately the princess doesn't want ya'll 😔
She is incredibly loyal to her future husband and will not be swayed with how hot and sexy you all are. I mean, you have Lilian, is that not enough? But I'll indulge in your fantasies this time.
If you do get caught making out with the princess, at first, his first instincts is to kill her, but then he remembers that he doesn't want force you to do anything you don't want, even if it causes him pain to see you with another person. And mainly because he wants to look good in front of you.
The second thing that he does is lock the door and pout at you until you invite him in your party of two. He would just stare at you both with a big hard on until you relent, he's a good boy so he won't force himself in with the both of you without your consent, even if the princess invites him in herself. He answers to you, and only you.
But this prince of yours is incredibly petty, once he slots in next to you, best believe it becomes a competition to see who makes you cum the best. I'm talking the two of them fighting over who gets to touch parts of your body first. And trust me when I say this, Lilian is an oral king!!! He'd be in between your legs first and he'd be there the longest. He'd be rutting onto the sheets while he does it, pre cum leaking and his dick twitching at each moan you let out.
The princess has no choice but to relent and focus on your chest and mouth. Though he does get very jealous that she gets to kiss you while he's down there drinking in your fluids, he's a very jealous and greedy boy. She's the type to dominate you so you'll probably be eating her out while Lilian is also down there licking and sucking.
Lilian may be the prince but he is so good at following commands when it comes to you, ride him, choke him, pound him until he passes out. He. Doesn't. Care. As long as you focus on him and only him, he'd do anything just to please you.
If you do command that he fuck his fiance in front of you, he'd do it with great reluctance, he wouldn't move as enthusiastically as he would if it was you he's fucking. And the whole time he would beg for you to touch him or kiss him or hold his hand, it doesn't matter as long as you are touching him in some way. If not, he's going to lock eyes with you the WHOLE TIME, even moaning out your name as he's inside the princess just to tempt you into replacing her.
Overall, expect competition over you and your pleasure.
#lilian oc#yandere#yandere male#yandere oc#yandere prince#yandere x reader#asks#I made it as gender neutral as possible#I hope i achieved it#Also I almost forgot that he'd let you fuck around as long as feelings arent involved LMAOOO
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"Luigi Mangione was framed" is such a gentle and calming phrase to me, it doesn't need anything after it. Sure and likely enough, with the NYCPD alone, sure, sure. And with no trial and no conviction and no real reason to argue, yes, it's right and fair to say it. Luigi Mangione was framed.
You know they're gonna kill him anyway.
#it's so strange and distant the truth here and the end almost predetermined#a man selected to be sacrificed by the police to appease the billionaires#innocence or guilt have been rendered wholly irrelevant in a way because he was simply chosen#now they must ritualistically convict him through a jury that promises explicitly impartiality towards police and health insurance execs#a kind of performative impartiality where the jurors cannot treat police actions as realistically questionable#which must assume that the cruel practices of health insurance are themselves neutral#a jury required not to be skeptical of police or sympathetic to defendants because to acknowledge reality would be biased#just one more public murder by the state
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Dazai x GN!Reader drabble
NSFW CONTENT AHEAD, PROCEED WITH CAUTION
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Thinking about Dazai casually cornering you, backing you against a wall. A knee slotted between your thighs, caging you in place as he crowds into your space. God, that slow smirk as he watches you realize he’s got you trapped. His hand on your neck, thumb toying with your jaw. It’s only resting there lightly— he doesn’t need force to keep control. And the way he leans in to kiss you, stopping just short of your lips to tease you. How he huffs out a small laugh as you chase his mouth with your own. Instead of closing the gap, he angles your head aside to whisper in your ear, “On your knees.”
♡ ♡ ♡
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mayhaps this is a hot take but I truly dislike “Loid gets murderous and overprotective of Anya dating Damian” content
like. there are sm reasons I dislike it
first off, just fundamentally, I hate that trope. I think parents being protective of children in general is cute, and even maybe protective against their partners to an extent, but it rlly feeds into the Western (esp American) notion of parents owning their children. it gets even grosser when it’s the dad and his daughter, it’s just a branch of ‘women and their purity having to be guarded until they’re properly married’ sexism
secondly, if this is pre-reveal (either Damian comes over/talks to Anya in front of Loid and it’s p obvious he has a crush, so Loid, of course, course notices, OR somehow, post-canon yet not revealed, they get together), Loid would absolutely use that to advance Operation Strix lol
obviously Loid is NOT a bad or uncaring father, he is absolutely not that, BUT he does also very vehemently care about achieving world peace thru his spy work, AND ANYA UNDERSTANDS AND EVEN AGREES WITH THIS (to the highest extent she can as a child, at least). he would never partake in extensive manipulation that’d harm Anya emotionally (or even Damian tbh, his whole goal is to create a world where no children have to cry) but he would DEFINITELY encourage their relationship in order to eventually, somehow get to Desmond the ghoul-eyed freak
thirdly, even if this is POST-reveal, I still don’t think Loid would be unreasonable. sure, he may apprehensive due to Damian’s family and more concrete examples of Anya growing up (MAYBE bc honestly I think Loid would be ecstatic with every milestone in Anya’s life considering how genuinely supportive and proud of her that he is) BUT. but
he, again, not only wants to create a world where no children have to cry, so he clearly values the youth and their quality of life, but ALSO KNOWS abt how shitty Damian’s father is. personally, I think he’d be GLAD that Damian has a safe place to come to, with ppl who’ll support him (unconsciously, bc Loid is very oblivious to his own emotions lmao)
anyways, tldr; the “Loid being super hostile to Damian dating Anya” trope is tired and sucks and we should move onto appreciating a trope that honours the CORE of sxf, more found family, where Damian joins the Forgers, even before he and Anya potentially marry (even before they date if possible tbh)
#xjl thoughts#spy x family#sxf#twilight spy x family#loid forger#anya forger#damian desmon#sxf loid forger#sxf anya forger#sxf damian desmond#damianya#double tbh I don’t even rlly like damianya that much#not only bc this trope is quite prevalent but also like. Anya shows no sign of being (romantically) attracted in any of the fan content#she doesn’t need to be/act so in the show bc she’s a kid and also has A LOT going on rn lol but like#most damianya content I see is Damian blushing at her but no clear. reciprocating? ig? other than not actively rejecting him#she’s honestly looks more neutral and unaffected than anything usually#and also I’m not super into sxf for the romance (yes even twiyor)#I don’t dislike twiyor#I actually quite enjoy it (how would I even stomach the show if I didn’t)#but I much prefer content about Anya’s relationship with Loid and Yor respectively#but yea this rant was spawned from me eventually searching for possible Damian and Loid content and seeing like. almost entirely Loid want#ing to beat up Damian content and just. ugh. it’s 2024 leave that ‘a father has to protect his daughter’ bullshit in the 1950s man
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Lighter with a chubby s/o more flesh for a pillow! (and also to hold...)
i am so sorry anon, i have a smaller figure (on the thinner and small side) so i will try my absolute best to write something but please forgive me if i get anything wrong. if there are any mistakes, please give any feedback so that i can improve. if there are any lighter writers who have a chubby body type, i would be more than happy to reblog their post instead !!
we’ve established that lighter LOVES cuddles, and your body type is absolutely perfect for that. not to say that he has a preference, he loves you either way.
there are times where he wants you laying on top of him and he’s insistent on making it happen. you can tell him 193739370272 times that you’re too heavy for him and to that… he’d just give the dumbest grin because you both know how strong he is. he loves wrapping his arms around you while also comforting you that he is alright. something about seeing you look up at him with your chubby cheeks has him head over heels, wanting to caress them but the thought embarrasses him so much that he fails to so his hand is just awkwardly in the air (we love a boyfailure)
OH I THINK HE’D LOVE LAYING HIS HEAD ON YOUR LAP/THIGHS !! they’re the perfect pillows and especially after a long day…. he’s a simple man, all he needs is to lay on your lap, have your fingers in his hair while he not so secretly gazes into your eyes behind his sunglasses. a sigh escapes his lips, what a perfect way to end the day.
and if ANYONE makes any negative comments about your looks, he’s already challenging them to a fight. as he said, “an issue that can be solved by fists is no issue at all” and he stands by that. especially about his beloved, no one is allowed to throw insults at you or at him and if they do…. well we’ll see if they can rise from the ashes.
#lumiresponds ˚✧₊⁎☆#lighter zzz#zzz lighter#lighter lorenz#i really didn’t know whether to accept this ask because i didn’t want to completely butcher it#i normally try my best to write an almost completely neutral reader in most of my posts#so to get a relatively specific reader that i personally am not was a bit of a challenge#nonetheless i want to write lighter posts that cater to EVERYONE !!#so i will continue to read and learn more to make posts that can be enjoyed by everyone#no matter your age size race or who you are#so please do inform me where i could have written better or if i have made any mistakes#thank you so much to the anon that sent this in#i applogize for any mistakes and thank you for reading and understanding#lighter x you#lighter x reader#lighter x gn reader
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˚ . ⁺ ∿ so tell your girlfriend, @koosuvi 𓂂 ○



#࿙࿚⠀ ֢ ⠀◯𓂂⠀♱⠀🐈⠀࿙࿚⠀⁺⠀◯𓂂⠀☕#so tell your gf#that I'm your gf!#div by fairytopea#i have not posted in a while wow! this one was in my drafts for a longgg time!#almost at 3k tooo already omg!#kpop moodboard#kpop layouts#kpop messy moodboard#kpop gg moodboard#aesthetic moodboard#messy moodboard#kpop icons#kpop#kpop gg#cute moodboard#beige messy moodboard#beige moodboard#beige aesthetic#black messy moodboard#black moodboard#alternative moodboard#clean moodboard#neutral moodboard#chaewon messy moodboard#chaewon#chaewon moodboard#chaewon icons#chaewon lesserafim#le sserafim
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im shaking
I know this is a ninjago blog, I'm sorry I tagged this as ninjago, but I need people to see this urgently
I gathered this based on info I've read, so please correct me if I'm wrong about something
palestine has been completely cut from internet and cellular communications, theres a slaughter happening, bombs are being sent down every second we speak, a fucking genocide that has been going on for years and years and is on it's tipping point
theyre wiping off gazans in the dark
they not only bombed and fucking genociding palestine, they have bombed lebanon. people in Arish in egypt, about 80 km away from gaza, see the fucking bombs from there
and in egypt, israel sent a bomb in Taba and a hospital was hit, 6 were injured. and a projectfile in Nuweiba was sent aswell and it almost hit a powerstation
im a fucking egyptian and im shaking. im scared we and other countries might be next.
my dad was literally planning to go to sinai with me and our family, but now it's literally not safe
what people dont understand is that this is not war, this is a genocide in palestine. genocides. people are being killed in the dark. every right is being removed from these innocents. israel is bombing palestine, bombing us, and bombing other middle eastern countries
fuck israel and may they be sent to the deepest depths of hell, may they face the same massacres innocent palestinies are facing, free palestine
from the land to the sea, palestine will be free 🇵🇸
تحيا فلسطين، تحيا اخواتنا الفلسطينيين ❤️🇵🇸
#free palestine#free gaza#from the land to the sea palestine will be free#fuck israel#stand with palestine#support palestine#levi's ted talks#ninja-queue!#please pray for palestine guys#do whatever you can#if you support israel or think this is neutral gtfo out of my blog#ninjago dragons rising#im tagging this as ninjago bc almost all of my followrs follow me for ninjago#and this is very important#im sorry I really am but please#even if its just a post#do whatever you can to help palestine
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