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[is0gild]

Perfectly matched ❄️♥️🔥

[darwh]

[mcqraw]

[that-rebel-salem]

*at the camp you hear footsteps and a confused voice that sounds... familiar*

Ummm hello?... this isn't the safehouse...

-🪶

...Who are you? Wait, you're that bartender, aren't you? I told you already, I don't drink.

[wacky-nameless-inventor-24]

He’s ready for winter!!!

[kuaitana]

has scars x kisses scars

[mysteriesmuse]

oh my gawd Shoto is definitely one that’s super into superstitions!!!

Like he insists on these small intimate —maybe silly, rituals that he believes contributes to your combined success and wellbeing. It’s one of your first encounters with him that you tell him this: “Well you know red hair is considered lucky.” And Shoto, with his small tight lipped princely smile shakes his head and shrugs, “Maybe so . . .” All the while you’re on your tiptoes gently picking bits of concrete and rubble out of his hair on the left side. Your nimble short manicure fingers gently teasing around the edge of a giant welting knot from where he’d pulled you out of harms way. The other hand placed on his shoulder as you pulled yourself up to inspect the injury. Elegant hands floating around every curve and inch as he tried to pull your attention away from his own check up. ProHero Shoto’s dual-colored eyes practically going cross eyes as he tried to do his due diligence and you looked him over for any injures. Now Shoto thinks his little bit of supposed “luck” had little say in this chance meeting with you, but his luck has certainly changed since then.

And you think that the old superstition on red hair must be true after having what would be your future boyfriend save your life. And at Shoto’s insistence — more than your own he makes sure you get every single ounce of love, support, and any luck he can possibly give you.

Always ducking his head down with michevious gleaming eyes as his gaze meets yours gazing up at you with mismatched eyes. All for you - the love of his life - to cup his cheek and ruffle your hand through the dark auburn hair of his left side affectionately. For every single big event in your life; an interview, a test, a presentation, a dentist appointment, a girl’s night, a rivalry game, anything your heart could possibly desire. And, sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, but Shoto insists that you his good luck charm, should borrow whatever luck the genetic gods have placed on him. Which, in the Japanese public’s opinion is a lot.

Shoto thinks he’s just the luckiest man on the planet when he’s with you. Never hesitates to follow you around the house like a cat and ask you for a good luck kiss before he leaves for hero work; a big mission or a regular shift. Not that you’d ever deny him one anyway, but the way he asks is so mind-numbing, so toe-curling, and so so Shoto.

In the stairwell, as you’re just making your way downstairs to both start your days. Shoto always going down in front just to turn around, spread his arms, and prompt you for that good luck kiss with his smooth silky tenor voice. And who are you to deny? Stopping on the step or two above him as you lean down from the waist to kiss him. Your hands coming up to cup either side of his face and plant a kiss on that gorgeous face of his. And as you pull away you’re never sure if the way he places both hands on the wall is to cage you in for another one, or to catch himself as the tall man visibly melts an inch or two; his arms bracing himself. Because, from Shoto’s point of view, it’s like he’s being kissed by an angel. Which naturally happens when you place somehow framed in the pendant light above you. He does so intentionally, he thinks it’s only the natural way to see you in your full natural beauty.

Other times it’s standing at the doorframe, big sleek eyelashes blinking slowly at you, a shiny pouty bottom lip, and his hands pressed in prayer under his chin. The whole while he’s dressed in his hero costume waiting to cross the threshold of the door with his lean broad shoulders nearly squeezed by the frame until you finally stop pretending to think about it and nodded leaning in. With his gorgeous elegant fingers sneaking behind the curtain of hair at the base of your neck once you consent; rolling your eyes and giggling.

And sometimes it’s as he’s running about at work when he realized he forgot one and he races back to your place, school, work, etc. Having rushed over, skidding on a path of ice, and not stopping until he’s right in front of you. His breath casting a little puffy cloud from the icy cold he used to get there. His hair all mused as he takes in your hands and bewildered expression before giving you the most passionate chaste kiss he can manage in your workplace. Absolutely drinking in your breath as you part — before he dashes away like Jack Frost.

And he’s never one to question magical powers, or your own secret quirk. (a conspiracy he’ll animatedly reveal when you’re ready for it. IT being his incredibly detailed series of notes dedicated to his findings) And the record shows he’s always made it back home safe to you when you’ve kissed him with luck — and Shoto intends to fight with the goal to return into your embrace each and every time he has to leave it.

[budgetslow]

oc strike team! >:D

double by @thedamnlesbian

nettle by @morphersnivy

frostbite by @khaosssss

aislin by @tusksforhire

kali by @ellixxier

ember by @petuniathespiderfromheaven

heartfelt message below:

thank you guys for being super kind to me and welcoming me into tumblr. words cannot describe how grateful i am to find y’all, and i really feel at home here. i’m going to be honest, i was a bit afraid to join tumblr, and i put it off for years, but you showed me that there was really nothing to be scared of. i can just be my silly self and post silly things. and i feel like, that’s the beauty of this app. no need to worry about anyone judging you because everyone else is silly here too /pos

i’m not good with words ahuhuhu 🫠

and of course, this is my offering to you guys to become friends/mutuals :)

[mooechi]

the fuyutsuki siblings 😯😧😦😲😮❄️✨

[that-haunted-salem]

[There is a knock at the door]

[Their head snaps towards the door, and they quickly grab something off the counter, Sage following them to the door as they look out of the peephole to see who it is]

[not-the-darknight]

"Diluc, of Mondstadt. Not interested in idle chit-chat. If you have things you want to get done, let me know."

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[is0gild]

Smitten 🔥💗❄️

[that-rebel-salem]

hey, whenever you've finished chatting with Sarah, we can talk about that big thing you've been mentioning.

~ Trace ( @birdie-with-the-broken-wings )

Think we're about finished up, the perimeter looks okay, have you seen Sparrow yet?

[sinluc]

Cont from x @goose-of-the-fatui

Her words—those bold, daring words—set Diluc's resolve alight. In one swift motion, he pinned her down against the table, his hands gentle but firm, careful of her wings as he pressed his entire body against hers. The heat between them was electric, and he made sure she could feel every inch of him through his clothes, leaving no space or doubt between them.

His jacket fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, his eyes never leaving hers. The way she looked beneath him, challenging and inviting all at once, drove him wild. His hands traced the curve of her waist, his touch both rough and tender as they roamed her body.

“Are you absolutely sure about this?” he asked, his voice low, almost a growl, as his fingers slipped up higher, feeling the warmth of her skin through the fabric. His eyes, blazing with love, desire, and something deeper, locked onto hers. “Because once I start, I don’t intend to hold back.”

[kuaitana]

has a big chest x sleeps on their chest