#(no matter how i colored it just just looks blurry 😔)

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QUEENCARD ୨୧ —· · flowers follow ! zhongli/fem!goddess!reader

w/c –· 536

a/n –· rewrite of my old zhongli/reader fanfic from like 2021❤️‍🩹 angst butbwith a fluffy-ish ending? established relationship, mentions of death, derealization if u squint, detailed-ish explanation of death, 1st part takes place in a war😔😔 short-ish sorry pi mamser😞😞 ENDING IS KINDA OFF/CRINGY SRRYY

you quietly perched yourself upon the field of cotton white lilies surrounding you, breathing in and taking a careful look on your surroundings. You absorbed the scent of the serene field, with your mind wandering off to another world— your peace never being disrupted by any one of your soldiers. It was just you, alone, placidly sitting in silence.

Your serenity was quickly disrupted. 'tap, tap, tap' your ears picked up the sound of footsteps— a repeated tapping continues— until it stopped. You slowly turned your head to reveal whom the figure was,

your lover, Morax, stood before you, in a seemingly panicked state, as if he had met a ghost.

He ran up to you, his heavy footsteps being the only thing that was heard in the endless field of flowers- he quickly put you inside his embrace, "Oh— darling,, what's the matter?" You asked, returning the hug, but he remained quiet.

You, too, return the silence, as he never let you go— his grip too strong for you to escape. It was as if he was hugging you for he last time.

"My love, why do you seem so panicked—? You're holding onto me for dear life! Is something the matter..?"

Quiet.

"..?"

He let go of his grip, "Wake up."

..

The flower field turned into pitch black darkness— a voice makes its way to your ears, screaming your name in a tone of agony, distress, and anger.

You opened your eyes, seeing flashing bright colors— it was blurry, the only sense that you can use was your hearing, really. Everything was spinning. Why was the only thing you could see was red?

Looking to the side, you could see a pool of blood, streaming from your right.

Oh.

So would this mean that this is it?

Is this truly the end?

Should you care..? Do you even care?

A pair of hands were desperately pressing the wound— 'Don't go now! I need you here, please!" cries were heard from your lover— his pleas, apparently, weren't enough for the celestials to keep you here.

Your vision faded, as he stopped his hopeless shouts— they won't help anything. He should know better than to continue despairing shrieks.

This was over— you were dead, and there was nothing he could do about it. So there you lay, in a blood soaked gown, as he mourned your death the whole war.

The tea in his hands swirled, as he sipped the cup diligently.

"Is it good?" A certain ginger-haired man of the name 'Childe' asked, to which the other party replied yes— going on about how 'it tastes like how it used to back then' or something of the sorts..

"Tartaglia..?" A voice called out,, it seemed as if she knew him. "Oh—? Hey! It is you! Glad you're back to Liyue after your trip." Childe exclaimed, happy to have seen an old friend.

"..? Who's this?" You asked, curiously looking at the man with long, dark hair— it felt like you knew him.

It seemed that he knew you too, looking at you with a surprised look on his face— he finally met you again.

Welcome back to his life, [NAME].

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@icouldbesleepingpowder I can absolutely not remember people's birthdays, it's not your fault, it's my brains fault, I forget my girlfriends birthday regularly 😔 but anyway, doesn't matter, I still wrote something for you <3

2D and Ace were walking down the beach, their hands entangled with each other as they watched the busy sidewalk, with people walking or skating their way through the area. As they were walking, 2D watched the other man closely before suddenly stopping in his tracks.

"Can you see properly through these?" 2D asked and didn't hesitate for a second before he pulled the sunglasses off Ace's face, which the bassist commented with a surprised noise "How'd you be able to tell, your view is worse than mine" He wasn't shy to comment as he watched his boyfriends attempt to see something through the sunglasses. Though, the darkness of them proves to make his blurried sight even worse. "I mean because-" 2D put the glasses back onto Ace face again before continuing "they're not prescription glasses, are they? And they're pretty dark. So don't they make your eyesight worse?"

If someone was an expert on awful eyesight, it was 2D for sure. Over the years, he had gotten used to it, had been forced to get used to it, but he didn't want his boyfriends eyesight to worsen so much aswell. Somebody in their relationship should still be able to make their partners features out clearly- and their own. "I- I don't know, I've always worn them. I never really thought about my view, ya know? They were cool and they fit me" He shrugged.

2D nodded, surprisingly deep in thoughts "Because you squint. All the time. Or you look over your sunglasses with your eyes. Or you bring paper closer to your face in an attempt to decipher the letters. Remember when I gave you the lyrics I had written down for Idaho? You almost pierced with your nose through the paper, that's how close you held it to your face. I think we should get you some proper prescription glasses. At least for reading."

2D suggested with a small smile, thinking about how cool they could look with the right (probably colorful) frame. "I mean-" The bassist seemed a bit overwhelmed, only now seeming to really think about his eyesight. Sure, sometimes things that were farther away seemed awfully blurry, but wasn't that normal? Wasn't that why they were farther away? "I guess?"

His answer showed how overwhelmed, almost helpless, he felt, suddenly being suggested something he had never thought about previously. "If- if they improve my sight, why not" But then he grinned, pulling his boyfriend closer and placing the sunglasses on his nose again "But I don't need amazing sight to know that you're absolutely beautiful"

He said with a small grin as he placed a soft kiss on the tip of 2Ds nose, the gesture making the singer chuckle "Wait, that tickles" He said with a small smile, leaning in for a proper kiss as he wrapped his arms around the bassists hips.

"Don't think that distracts me from my mission though" The singer threatened playfully, still chuckling quietly. In a way, he wanted to help the bassist, like Ace had been helping him after Murdoc had gone to jail. Talking with someone about your confusing feelings without being belittled had proven to have a almost healing effect on the singers soul. And if he could repay it, somehow, even just by something as mundane as prescription glasses, he'd take the opportunity.

"I never said I wanted to distract you from it, but I thought our plan was, to take some pictures of the sunset" That seemed to make a lightbulb go off inside of 2Ds head "Oh! Yes! You're right!" The singer realised before bringing his hand back into Ace's and running down the rest of the way with him. "And now imagine how beautiful it would be with clear sight"

The singer mentioned again as he let himself fall down into the sand next to Ace, who opened his arm so 2D could cuddle to next to him. "It's already beautiful. Especially with you."

He whispered as he gave him another kiss "But if it's so important to you, we can get the glasses" 2D chuckled "Trust me, we'll find pretty one's" He promised as they watched the sun go down together.

[reki-of-the-valley]

renga 7

7 - "I dreamt about you last night"

I thought about Cindereki but said that would be too easy and expected. So no princesses today 😔 Hope you enjoy this!

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Reki raises an eyebrow as Langa leans in closer, his chopsticks pointed at his lunch.

"Are you finishing that?"

"The lunch I'm currently eating?"

Langa sighs as he slumps back against the wall. His head is tilted back as he whines. "I didn't pack enough food this morning. Forgot half of it on the counter."

Reki furrows his brow as he glances at Langa. Sure, Langa is forgetful by nature, but it's unlike him to forget his lunch of all things. It's usually the first thing he packs in the morning.

"What's got you so distracted today?" Reki asks as he hands Langa a bag of homemade cookies.

"You."

Reki flushes at Langa's nonchalance. He knows Langa has the habit of saying things straight but it doesn't make it easier for him. Not when he says things like that.

"So..." Reki glances at Langa before quickly turning his attention back to his food. "How exactly am I distracting you?"

"I dreamt about you last night."

If Reki thought he was hot before, he isn't ready for that. His cheeks burn as he chokes on his bite. He chokes and coughs out a "what?," his eyes huge and staring at Langa. He's never had anyone dream of him; at least, he's never had anyone tell him they dreamt about him.

"Yeah, I..." Langa takes a bite of a cookie, his smile small and shy. "I dream about you a lot, actually."

"What..." Reki can't bring himself to look directly at Langa anymore, so he stares at their hands, side by side on the concrete. "Do you remember what happened? Am I at least cool in your dreams?"

"You're always cool, Reki."

Reki drops his head in his hands, groaning. No matter how many times Langa compliments him, he'll never get used to it. He'll never not burn red in the face as Langa leans closer, whispering to his ear that he's amazing and awesome. Reki will never not blush like mad as he covers Langa's mouth with his hand.

"Dude, just tell me what you remember."

Langa's fingers curl around Reki's as he pushes his hand away. His face is also flushed, a pale pink blush blossoming under his eyes.

"I don't remember much; the details are pretty hazy now. But I do know that you were there. I think we were walking in some sort of forest? Along a river too? We were looking for something, I think, but I can't remember. It's a little blurry. And," under his blue hair, his ears turn red, "I might have been a little distracted looking at you."

Reki giggles as his hand squeezes Langa's. He giggles as Langa goes on with his story, occasionally pressing his lips in a thin line as he pinches his eyebrows, trying to recall as many details as possible. He giggles as the dream grows more and more ridiculous.

"There was a giraffe. I don't know why there was a giraffe, but it was there. And it was talking. It told us to follow it if we wanted to find whatever it was we were looking for. And I think it was green."

Reki snorts as he covers his mouth. "I should draw that. A green talking giraffe; sounds like a pretty interesting sketch."

Langa glances at Reki, a smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. His blue eyes sparkle under the midday sun, blue as the seas, the skies, the most beautiful color Reki's ever seen.

"There's one thing I still vividly remember."

"What's that? Pink tigers?"

Langa chuckles as he shakes his head. "That I woke up before I got to do this."

Reki can taste the cookies on Langa's lips as he closes the distance between them. He can taste the sweetness of Langa's lips as he kisses him back. He can feel the sheer happiness from the smile that is pressed against his, giggles mingling.

"I guess you're cooler than dream Reki since you make my dreams come true."

Laughter bubbles out of Reki as he shoves Langa away, calling him a sap. Yet, when Langa pulls him back for another cookie-crumb-infested kiss, Reki doesn't resist, only melting under the touch.