#6 month blog-iversary

[voidartisan]

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(Fic masterlist and spoiler tag policy below the cut)

🔹She/her, arospec ace

🔹I go by AJ, or Void, if that feels more natural to you

🔹Psychology student with a fine arts minor

🔹Member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

🔹Usually screaming about Star Wars (mostly the prequels, or, let’s be honest, anything with Obi-Wan Kenobi in it for more than .05 seconds)

🔹Also a fan of lots of other media, including but not limited to: Tolkien's Legendarium, The Queen's Thief series, Howl's Moving Castle, Pride and Prejudice, Parks and Recreation, Pirates of the Caribbean, The Princess Bride, Wooden Overcoats, Avatar: The Last Airbender, The Lunar Chronicles, and some of my beloved childhood fandoms

🔹Occasional artist (read: doodler), slightly more frequent writer

🔹I have one sideblog, @arafinweanappreciation, for Tolkien content

🔹I really REALLY like answering asks so don't be afraid to inbox me random questions if you ever want to

🔹I try to be diligent about organizational tagging for characters and fandoms so things will be easy to find, as well as spoilers for blocking purposes

🔹On that note, I usually only tag spoilers for ongoing content (i.e. I’ve never tagged spoilers for rebels or tcw), and stop tagging spoilers 4-6 weeks after a finale drops. If you’re currently watching a Star Wars show that finished its most recent season more than a month ago, scroll at your own risk

🔹 #void doodles - my art tag

🔹#talking into the void - mostly me rambling about irl stuff. feel free to block it if you're here for fandom stuff tbh. doesn't hurt my feelings

🔹 #aj writes - my fanfic and related posting

Currently reading: Guards! Guards! by Terry Pratchett

Fic Masterlist

Obi-Wan and Ahsoka:

against the dying of the light: Sometimes your master's master has more influence on your training than you think. And sometimes they send you a physical reminder.

i saw waves lifting the sea: queer grandmaster-grandpadawan bonding. that's it. that's the fic.

softly in the gloom they heard the birds: you know that meme where the two characters are both trying take a bullet for the other??? yeah.

it's cold on the floor: very short one-shot that i wrote entirely for the joke at the end. potentially the only thing i've written that doesn't contain any angst

Obi-Wan and Anakin:

i owe it to my brothers: an anthology of obi-wan and anakin snippets, currently very short

Disaster Lineage:

fallen sentries: A post-Lawless Arc story focusing on Obi-Wan's particular method of grieving, and how Ahsoka and Anakin have to figure out how to deal with it.

resemblances: Ahsoka looks back on her masters and her training during her time in the Rebellion

come by it honestly: a snippet of Obi-Wan and Ahsoka dealing with Anakin's nonsense, even (especially) when he's not around.

you cried when you cut your hair: exploring lineage dynamics through padawan braids

The Bad Batch:

the final standing domino: Omega gets curious about some old holos Echo is looking at. Angst ensues.

the sincerest form of flattery: omega is growing up a little too fast for hunter's taste, and not fast enough for hers (fluffier than it sounds)

Post-S2 finale drabble: written in the wait between S2 and S3, critically acclaimed (critics being hunter stans in the notes)

Post-S3 finale double drabble: written in the throes of tbb update withdrawals and the wake of [SPOILERS REDACTED]

Cody and Obi-Wan:

ori'vode: Cody is (unintentionally) emotionally assaulted by a preteen [i had to make this summary humorous because i DID cry while writing it. multiple times]

scars: Obi-Wan and Cody snippet from the early Clone Wars, feat. Cody acting his (physical) age for approx. 2 min.

AWOL: an angsty one-shot written in honor of cody's first awol-iversary

Clan Kryze:

aay'han: Korkie snippets, mostly relating to Satine, her legacy, and their relationship

Satine Week 2024: What is says on the tin, a collection of Satine-centric one-shots inspired by the Satine Week prompts.

Modern AU:

and we don't notice any time pass: the main body of the modern au. constructed almost entirely of song lyrics, nostalgia, and and found family tropes. the clone wars but make it napoleon dynamite. sort of

Other/Multi:

ahsoka tano gets her man: the fluff filler episode of clone wars i always wanted but never got, feat. obitine, korkie and ahsoka friendship, and obi-wan and ahsoka bonding.

to catch a tooka: it is a truth universally acknowledged that all stray cats must be in want of a teenage girl to adopt them

sabacc face: trapped in an escape pod? nothing to do? consider card games and accidentally digging up old family drama/trauma

it's every breath that comes before: short qui-gon death fic. his pov for the theed generator fight in tpm. i made myself sad

Obi-Wan and Luke minific: look. Obi-Wan and the twins---

[h0useofw0lves]

just realized it’s march which means i missed my 6-month-iversary of this blog :(

[starrconch]

HIDDEN SORROWS

★ Includes: Xiao, GN reader, comfort, "They're crying, what do I do?" "Go and comfort them." "How do I do that?" "Start with hugs." "With what?" prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 1254

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You can find Scaramouche's version here and you can find the request information here :D

XIAO

★ You and the adeptus had only been seeing each other for a short amount of time, so everything was new in your relationship together.

★ All of the new emotions were sometimes a struggle, especially when it came to pain and sorrow.

Once the river of tears finally escaped from their cage in your eyes, they couldn’t be halted. You slid down to the floor of the balcony, your back resting against the wall. After ages of hiding your emotions, they broke out of their confines. It was all too much.

Above you, you heard the soft patter of feet on the roof which quickly jumped down beside you. A warm hand squeezed your shoulder and attempted to gently lift your head out of where you had buried it into your knees.

“Y/N?” Panicked laced through Xiao’s voice. “What’s wrong?”

“Xiao?” You sat up quickly, wiping the tears from your eyes and putting on the best smile you could muster. “Ah, nothing is wrong. I’m fine.”

How could have been so careless to let him see? Your partner didn’t need any more stress than the burdens he was already carrying. You promised yourself that you wouldn’t be an extra problem for him.

“Then why are you crying?” He crouched down beside you, hesitating in what to do. The adeptus didn’t even have a clue about how to help you, how to stop your obvious pain.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s not important. How was your work? Did you manage to track down all the hilichurls?”

“I-” He let the situation go, unsure of how to handle such sorrow. “Yes, I did. They were quite easy to take down.”

★ Even with the conversation that had bloomed between the two of you, your tear-stained face kept plaguing Xiao’s mind. Was it him who had made you upset? Was that why you wouldn’t confide in him?

★ Later that day, Zhongli arrived at the inn to hand Xiao more of his medication. As the archon was someone he felt like he could trust (and he couldn’t bear there being an awkward rift between the two of you for much longer), he decided to ask him what he should do.

“Are you alright, Xiao? You seem troubled. Are you and Y/N okay?” Zhongli placed his cup of tea down. After giving the pain medication to him, he’d noticed the distressed expression on his face. As one of the people who had helped nudge your relationship in the right direction, he wanted to see the two of you do well.

The adeptus shook his head. “Earlier this morning, they were crying. What should I do? It hurts me when they cry, but I do not know how to help them. They pretended everything was fine when it was clearly not.”

“You need to comfort them, show them some support.”

“How do I do that?”

Zhongli hummed in thought for a while before replying. “Start with a hug, something simple.”

“With what?”

Shock and sympathy washed over the archon’s expression. “A hug? When you wrap your arms around someone and hold them. Have you not seen someone hug another person before?”

The adeptus wracked his memory for something similar to what Zhongli had mentioned. “Verr Goldet and Huai’an have hugged before,” he replied, nodding and crossing his arms over his chest. Is hugging what people did in a romantic relationship?

“Begin with that and offer them your support. If they avoided the topic earlier, do not force them to talk about it unless they want to. Let them know that you are there for them.”

Xiao felt as though that wasn’t enough, that you deserved even more than advice given by someone else, but what other option did he have?

He nodded in response, forming a plan of action in his mind. “Would a gift also work? They often get me food, would something along those lines help?”

“It depends on the gift you get them,” Zhongli chuckled, surprised by his determination to make things right. “If you give them something you know they like for sure then there would be no harm.”

★ After the adeptus thanked the archon and listened to a small lecture on remembering to take his medication, he set off in a search to find you.

★ On the way, he stopped by the kitchen and asked Smiley if he could make your favourite dish for you. If it was one thing Xiao knew about you, it was that food never failed to put a smile on your face.

★ Eventually, after a while of looking, he found you curled up in your shared room.

Without saying a word, the adeptus silently placed the plate of food down onto the bedside table, perched onto the edge of the bed, and awkwardly pulled you into his arms. At first, his hold was stiff, unsure if you would accept his affection or if he would hurt you, but then finally he became more relaxed.

“Xiao? Is everything okay?” You hesitantly hugged back, worried at the sudden affection. Had something happened?

“That’s what I should be asking you.” He murmured, pushing your head into his chest. You’d never been this close to him before. It was… nice. “If you ever need someone to talk to, I am here for you. Just call my name wherever you are and I will drop anything to be by your side.”

You looked up to meet his golden eyes, your own filling with tears that you had pushed away once more.

“You do not have to tell me what is troubling you if you do not feel like it, but it hurts me when I see you in pain. Please, let me know if there is something I can do to help.” He squeezed you tighter, wondering if there was a simple way he could ease your suffering.

“I-“ you began, taking a deep breath to calm your shaky voice. “I don’t want to be another burden to you on top of the ones you already have.”

Xiao’s eyes widened in shock. Is that what you really thought? “You would never be a burden to me.” He took your face between his hands, squishing your cheeks together slightly. “If you would be then I would have never gotten into this relationship.”

Then, you couldn’t help yourself but rant to your partner. Everything that had been dragging you down, weighing on your shoulders, spilled out of your mouth and you were unable to stop it. By the time you finished, you were clinging to the adeptus’ shirt soaked with your tears and too embarrassed to look up as you knew you were a mess. However, a careful kiss pressed to your forehead had you cautiously turning your gaze anyway.

“Thank you for sharing that, I know it was difficult. I will do everything in my power to help you, okay?” He brushed a strand of hair that was poking you in the eye out of the way.

You nodded, resting back against his chest. “Thank you for being here.”

“I will always be here for you.” Out of the corner of his eye, Xiao spotted the plate of food that he brought up for you. “I got Smiley to make you some food, but it is probably cold now. Shall I go and ask him to reheat it?”

“No.” Your hand reached out to keep your partner where he was. “Stay here, please.”

The smile that he returned sent warmth throughout your body. “Of course.”

[jadedvibes]

Congratulations on the 6 month blog-iversary 🥰

If you're feeling this request then maybe the first time reader and bucky are introduced and he instantly blushes everytime she says his name and then he's like try calling me James instead and its even worse and he has to leave the room. 😂 You can decide how it ends

Say My Name

Pairing: tfatws!Bucky x reader

Warning: Excessive Fluff, shy Bucky <3

Word Count: 1.2k

A/N: Thanks for sending this in! It’s a little longer than a drabble, but I hope you like it, I changed it just a little bit! Jade's 6 Month Blogiversary 💜

Like, comment, and/or reblog to put a giant smile on my face ♡

Bucky walked up the steps to Sam’s place and knocked on the door, a white store-bought cake in hand. AJ and Cass especially loved this cake at the last party, so he figured it would be a nice surprise to bring along on his impromptu visit. He was hoping Sarah would answer the door since she was always a welcome breath of fresh air in comparison to Sam’s smart-alecky self. 

Nevertheless, despite his faux surface-level aversion, he truly cared for Sam. And the Wilson’s were some of the greatest people Bucky had ever known, which is why he found so much joy in spending time with them all. As he waited for someone to come to the door, he peered around and noticed that Sarah’s pickup truck wasn’t in sight, but there was a small compact car that he hadn’t seen before. He thought that was strange, but he figured that would mean at least Sam would be home. 

Bucky’s breath hitched in his throat when instead of Sam, it was you that came to the door. Recently, his old school charm and confidence had made a comeback, but all words were lost when his eyes connected with yours. Gorgeous, stunning, captivating. 

You furrowed your brows as you took in the blue-eyed man standing in front of you. When you heard the knock at the door you thought it was odd because Sarah didn’t tell you that you’d be expecting guests. As your eyes roamed over his features, your gaze landed upon his hands holding the cake — one flesh and one metal. You internally chastised yourself for not recognizing him from the jump, it was Sam’s best friend Bucky. 

“Hey there,” you beamed, leaning up against the doorframe. 

Bucky cleared his throat, blinking a couple times before finding his voice. “I’m, uh, Bucky, or um James,” he stammered. 

Your smile was brilliant, and your presence made his heart race in a way it hadn’t in a long while. 

Sarah told you about how handsome Bucky was, but seeing him in real life beat all the descriptions. He was awfully adorable too, and she didn’t mention how shy he was. 

You smirked, “Hi, Bucky. Sam’s not home, if you came to see him.”

Bucky’s heart skipped a beat when you said his name, a soft smile gracing his lips. Oh, it sounded so sweet slipping off your tongue. Bucky felt heat rising to his cheeks, and he didn’t know how to stop it. 

You watched as a blush crept up the striking man’s cheeks, and you grinned at the sight before you — The boyish smile tugging at his lips as he stood there, meeting your gaze. Sam once told you that Bucky had a propensity for staring, but he never mentioned how cute he looked while he did it. 

“Bucky?” You bit your lip to suppress your smile, waiting for him to respond. 

And then you said it again, and he’d never heard a sound so lovely. Bucky could feel his ears turning red at the warm sound of your honeyed voice; he couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on with him. Exhaling a breath he didn’t know he was holding, “Oh, right um. Is it alright if I drop this off for the kids then?” He lifted the cake. 

“Yeah of course, come on in. They’re just playing video games, but I’m sure they’ll be happy to see their Uncle Bucky.” You stepped aside, and he nodded courteously before heading to the kitchen. 

Crap, I could listen to her say my name forever. 

After reaching the kitchen counter, he rubbed his hands together nervously. “Actually, would you mind calling me James?” he asked, hesitantly. He tried to think of a reason, he had literally given you two options and you were free to choose, but hearing you say his nickname made him feel shy, and that shouldn’t be. “I’m trying to do away with the nickname,” he lied. 

You grinned, scrunching your nose as you processed his words. He made very little sense, but you weren’t one to argue. “Sure, James.”

Heat crept up Bucky’s neck as his gaze fell upon the cake on the counter. It wasn’t the name, it was the girl. He looked up at you, completely red-faced and bashful. 

Taking in his flushed complexion, you got concerned. You remembered that he was a supersoldier, and you were pretty sure that meant that he didn’t get sick. “James, are you alright?”

Bucky pinched the bridge of his nose, he knew he was acting like a dorky teenager getting nervous at the sight of a pretty girl, so he decided to come clean. Rubbing the back of his neck, “I’m sorry, I’m not normally like this, it’s the nerves. It’s just that, you’re so gorgeous, and it’s not often that I meet such breathtaking women, not that you’re like any of the women I’ve met, it’s just —.”

You cut off his rambling, “I make you nervous?” you asked teasingly. 

He shrugged, “You do.” Now that the truth was out in the open, he felt himself calm a bit, despite how embarrassing the declaration was. 

You giggled, “I feel like I’m the one that should be nervous, you’re literally an Avenger.” 

“Well, technically, it’s —,” he paused, taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry, can we start over? I’m Bucky, I get shy around pretty girls, and I realize I should’ve called before showing up today,” he said more confidently. 

“I’m glad you didn’t,” you said with a warm smile. 

Bucky blinked in surprise. “Oh, yeah?” he asked with a grin. 

“Definitely, I like it when really good-looking men show up unannounced with cake,” you said playfully. 

He let out a laugh, you were adorable, and your silliness put him at ease. “Well I’ll have to keep that in mind, doll. Although, I should probably call ahead to make sure you’re here.” 

You stared into his alluring blue eyes, incapable of wiping the smile off your lips. His laugh was endearing and his smile so dazzling. It was your turn to ogle, and it wasn’t until AJ meandered into the kitchen that you fell out of the trance. 

“Hey, Uncle Buck. Is that for us?” the boy asked gleefully, pointing at the sweet treat. 

Bucky came back to reality, “Oh hey, bud,” he smiled, patting AJ’s shoulder. “It sure is. Do you want some right now?” he looked up at you. “If that’s okay?” 

You nodded your head, “Sure, it’s not too late. Why don’t I cut us all up a couple slices?”

AJ grinned, “Thanks, Aunt Y/N. I’ll go get Cass,” he said before heading to get his brother. 

You looked back at Bucky, smiling at you brightly.

“Oh, I should’ve mentioned, my name’s Y/N,” you said, only now realizing you had yet to give him your name. 

“Y/N,” he repeated, subtly nodding his head with a twinkle in his eye and a charming smile spread across his features. 

“Mhm,” you mumbled, quickly walking around him and busying yourself with finding plates and forks — trying to distract yourself from the feel of butterflies in your belly and heat rushing to your cheeks at the sound of your name on his lips. 

[parkrstark]

parkrstark rec list

I finally put together a list of links to my fics, even the ones stuck in multi-chaptered ficlet collections. I tried separating it as much as I could as clearly as I could. 

If you like my fics, maybe consider supporting me on ko-fi! If you’re interested in commissioning a fic, email me at parkrstark@gmail.com

Click the read more to see the full list!

One Shots: 

his guy in the chair (Interwebs, Iron Dad, 2k, may and tony co-parenting)

sick peter (iron dad, ficlet, tony takes care of a sick peter)

mind control pt 1 (iron dad, ficlet, peter is mind controlled to hurt tony) 

mind control pt 2 (iron dad, ficlet, tony is mind controlled to hurt peter)

12.15.17 (Iron Dad, 4k, Star Wars nerds)

in color (Iron Dad, 4k, Christmas fic)

Honorary Parker (Iron Dad, 3k, Christmas fic)

when the sun shines (we shine together) (Peter&Ned&MJ,  Iron Dad, 1k, the Lipsync battle video)

To My Son (Iron Dad, 3k, Tony teaches Peter how to shave)

hell on the heart (Iron Dad, 1k, the ferry scene)

see what i see (Iron Dad, 2k, Peter is being bulled)

don't quit your day job, kid (Iron Dad, 2k, Tony is sick)

our boy (Iron Dad, 4k, Peter uses BARF to cope with Uncle Ben’s death)

there you'll be (Iron Dad, 2k, Peter gets his wisdom teeth removed)

concrete angel (Iron Dad, 3k, Skip is Peter’s teacher, tw: noncon)

i hold on (Iron Dad, 2k, Peter starts college)

my arms will hold you (keep you safe and warm) (Iron Dad, 3k, Peter and Tony have oxytocin withdrawals, better known as cuddle withdrawals) 

somebody must have (prayed for me) (Iron Dad, 4k, Bad guys use the sonic taser on Peter and Tony)

i followed your ashes (into outer space) (Iron Dad, 2k, Endgame Speculation)

make me strong  (Iron Dad, 10k, Skip is an old friend of Tony’s, tw: noncon)

so tender and mild (Iron Dad, 3k, Tony holds babies to help with his insomnia)

the eleventh commandment (Happy&Peter, Rhodey&Peter, 6k, Skip is Peter’s coach and Happy finds out, tw: noncon)

i pour my heart into your hands (Iron Dad, 1k, Tony has insomnia)

you had to pick on me (Iron Dad, 9k, parallel of Peter and Tony being bullied)

the talk (Iron Dad, Iron Bros, 3k, Tony and Rhodey give Peter the talk while they’re drunk)

almost home (Iron Dad, 2k, whump)

cryin' for me (Iron Dad, 3k, Peter dealing with Tony’s death post EG)

little miss magic (Iron Dad, Peter&Morgan, 1k, Peter gets invited to Morgan’s birthday party)

my old man (Iron Dad, 8k, Peter and Tony get into an argument while on a trip and are kidnapped)

if something should happen (Iron Bros, Iron Dad, 3k, Rhodey has to look after the family once Tony is gone)

you shouldn't have to (Iron Dad, 1k, Peter is terrified of needles)

you're gonna be (Superfamily, 3k, Baby!Peter is sick)

from now on (Iron Dad, 16k, Peter and Tony are stuck in a blizzard, Peter loses his arm)

i will, i promise (Iron Dad, 1k, Peter’s hurt and Tony’s protective)

ben's old number (Ben&Peter, Iron Dad, 5k, Uncle Ben angst)

without you (i was broken) (Iron Dad, 4k, Peter doesn’t feel his spidey senses around Tony)

always on duty (Iron Dad, Happy&Peter, 4k, Tony is hurt at a gala)

would have loved her (Iron Dad, 1k, Peter is a dad and missing Tony post EG)

father knows best (Superfamily, 3k, Peter gets bit by the spider)

Iron dad-iversary (Iron Dad, ficlet, Tony and Peter had known each other one year) 

Iron Dad Reunion (Iron Dad, ficlet, Peter and Tony reunion post iw)

interwebs get together (Interwebs, ficlet, Peter kissing Ned in the scene when May walks in on them right after Ned finds out his secret) 

peter is a father (iron dad, interwebs, ficlet, dad!peter)

tony stark defense leader (iron dad, ficlet, peter has a tony stark stan blog)

peter’s birthday (iron dad, ficlet, peter’s birthday being celebrated post IW)

ned and peter’s relationship is discovered (interwebs, May&Peter, Iron Dad, ficlet, may and Tony confront Peter about Ned)

bucky&peter (Bucky&peter, ficlet, stuck in the sou stone)

the talk (iron dad, ficlet, tony gives peter the talk)

Multi-Chapter Fics:

danger or trouble, i'm there on the double (Iron Dad, 5k, underage drinking at a party)

i see myself (in you) (Iron Dad, 28k, Peter and Tony swap bodies)

standing in the gallows (Iron Dad, 59k, Peter is kidnapped by Justin Hammer)

just believe (Iron Dad, 18k, Christmas fic, It’s Wonderful Life vibes, tw: noncon)

one makes me want another (Superfamily, 12k, Steve and Tony adopt another kid and Peter feels out of place)

mr. misunderstood (Iron Dad, Harley&Peter, 19k, Peter and Harley meet and don’t immediately get along)

come morning light (we'll be safe & sound) (Superfamily, 14k, Tony, Peter, and Steve are stuck living their worst nightmares)

fortune and glory (Steve&Peter, Stony, Iron Dad, 29k, Indiana Jones AU)

Whumptober/Whump Bingo

your heart is a masterpiece (and i will keep it safe) (Stony, 1k, tremors)

stabbing (iron dad, ficlet, hurt!peter) 

bloody hands (iron dad, ficlet, Uncle Ben angst) 

insomnia (iron dad, ficlet, tony has insomnia) 

“no, stop!” (iron dad, ficlet, panic attacks, skip westcott) 

poisoned (iron dad, ficlet, peter drinks a spiked drink meant for tony) 

betrayal (iron dad, ficlet, peter talks to norman osborn at a fair) 

kidnapping (iron dad, ficlet, tony and rhodey rescue peter)

fever (iron dad, ficlet, sick!peter)

stranded (iron dad, ficlet, peter has a Really Bad date)

bruised (iron dad, ficlet, may’s abusive boyfriend)

hypothermia (iron dad, ficlet, peter and tony kidnapped)

electrocution (iron dad, ficlet, tony watches peter be tortured)

“Stay!” (Iron dad, ficlet, peter buys his first apartment)

torture (iron dad, ficlet, peter is water baorded) 

manhandling (iron dad, ficlet, people try to kidnap peter at school) 

bedridden (iron dad, ficlet, peter is stuck in bed) 

branding (iron dad, ficlet, hurt!peter) 

rescue (iron dad, ficlet, tony rescues peter from torture. pain meds don’t work) 

serial killer (iron dad, ficlet, peter is kidnapped by a serial killer)

murderer (iron dad, ficlet, bad guy tells tony to kill an innocent person or peter) 

infinity war au (iron dad, ficlet, tony dies after thanos stabs him)

ripped from each other’s arms (iron dad, ficlet, tony and peter kidnapped together) 

one way window (iron dad, ficlet, tony watches peter be tortured)

attempted rape (iron dad, ficlet, peter saves tony) 

mouth stitched shut (happy&peter, ficlet, hurt!peter)

explosion (happy& peter, ficlet, someone tries blowing up happy’s car) 

chained to a bed (iron dad, ficlet, peter is kidnapped for 7 months)

5+1s

5 times tony forgot peter was just a kid (Iron Dad, 12k)

5 times it wasn't a hug and the 1 time it was (Iron Dad, 31k)

it's always sunny (in the rich man's world) (May+Peter & Iron Dad, 7k, Peter’s financial struggles)

5 times peter clung to tony (Iron Dad, 21k)

waving through a window (Superfamily, 9k, 5 times peter says he’s okay and one time he means it)

Stardust & Nightmares Series (tw: noncon)

baby, don't cry (Iron Dad, 7k)

don't scream  (Iron Dad, 5k) 

just close your eyes (Iron Dad, 8k)

and pretend (Iron Dad, 7k)

it's a dream (Iron Dad, 40k)

Asexual!Peter Series

the broken radio (Iron Dad, 4k, realizing he’s ace)

here to stay (Iron Dad, 3k, Peter deals with bullying)

these are my people (Iron Dad, 3k, Tony takes Peter to a pride parade)

life ain't always beautiful (Iron Dad, 2k, Peter has his first heartbreak

Darling, Don’t You Ever Grow Up Series

with arms wide open (Iron Dad, 14k, Tony and Pepper get pregnant, written pre IW) 

5 times peter saved aurora (Iron Dad, Aurora&Peter, 39k, ...and 1 time they save each other)

follow your arrow (Iron Dad, 1k, Asexual!Peter)

what brothers are for (Iron Dad, 5k, Peter protects his little sister, tw: noncon)

i will keep you safe (Peter&Aurora, Iron Dad, 3k, Peter and Aurora get stuck while hiding a birthday present for Tony)

Baby Mine Series

close to my heart, never to part (Iron Dad, 63k, Peter gets turned into a toddler)

give me back my kid (Iron Dad, 5k, Peter with the Avengers as a toddler)

Superfamily Series

Sick Peter (Captain Pops, ficlet, Steve takes care of a sick peter)

plane ride (Superfamily, ficlet, Peter gets nervous on a plane ride and his dads try to calm him down) 

After school Nap (Captain Pops, ficlet, Peter comes home to see Steve napping and joins him)

Artist Steve (Captain Pops, ficlet, Steve draws Peter) 

GPS and Road Rage (Captain Pops, ficlet, Peter annoys Steve while he’s trying to drive)

boy (run like you're bulletproof) (Superfamily, 3k, Peter comes home from patrol with a bullet in his stomach)

without a fight (Superfamily, 5k, Peter gets angry at his dads before they go to a mission and then they’re presumed dead)

with me by your side (Superfamily, 2k, Peter is kidnapped and a bomb is strapped to his chest) 

but i'm stuck (in colder weather) (Superfamily, 3k, Peter falls into a frozen lake) 

you should never blame yourself (Superfamily, 4k, Peter needs his appendix removed) 

give 'em what they want (without being too different) (Superfamily, 2k, Peter discovers he is asexual)

fear is a liar (Captain Pops, 1k, Peter struggling with his trauma of a past abusive relationship, tw:dubcon. self harm)

bloom (me and you) (Superfamily, Parksborn, 3k, Peter is bullied at school for being asexual)

take my heart clean apart (Captain Pops, Parksborn, Superfamily, 6k, Peter and Harry working through their relationship when one of them is asexual and the other is not) 

how can it be time already? (Captain Pops, Superfamily, Parksborn, 15k, 6 times steve stopped tears and 1 time he couldn’t)

can you hold me? (Captain Pops, Superfamily, Parksborn, 75k, Peter and Steve are kidnapped)

Constant as the Stars Above Series

peter's stars (Captain Pops, Stony, Superfamily, 175k, Steve is Peter’s biological father and they are homeless) 

chapel, little apple (Superfamily, 3k, Slice of Life)

stars in the city (Superfamily, wip, sequel) 

Stony Bingo

steve rogers-stark: full time dad/husband, part time spider relocator (Superfamily, 1k, “go be a hero”, AU, baby Peter)

sometimes, it all gets a little too much (Stony, 1k, Cuddling)

walking a tightrope with you (Stony, 2k, AU: canon divergence, steve and tony share a bed in clint’s farmhouse)

[wickedlehane]

wickedlehane turns one!

//ooc; well, time sure fucking flies, doesn’t it? today is my official one-year blog-iversary here, which is hilarious because only 6 months before I made wickedlehane, I’d quit cold turkey on all my other Marvel roleplay blogs (several of which id written since 2013), determined to put effort into other writing projects in my personal life

then the pandemic said, “lol, bet”

I made this blog the same night I watched This Year’s Girl/Who Are You?, because I just knew I wanted to explore more of Faith’s story. I hadn’t even finished BTVS for the first time yet. It feels like I’ve been here for eons, but nope, only one year. Wild, that. 

I’ve made so many wonderful new friends and writing partners here in the Buffy RPC that encourage me to constantly level up, but also never forget to have fun. I also got to reconnect writing with @pryceism and @outofoldbooks​ since our past days of marvel funsies. (@ nadia sorry faith is such an idiot to wes I swear I didn’t realize when I made this blog we’d be in this nonsense)

also all yall are terrible enablers which is why I now own too many buffy comics and have like 27 AUs on this ding-dang blog but i love it so thank u

and even after 1,305 posts, I’ve still managed to also have several original works of fiction and comics published/written this year and you all have been wonderfully supportive and patient with me and I really appreciate it all

Thank you to everyone who has been a part of this last year with me- it means more to me than you know. To the friends who have stuck around and to those who have gone inactive, I hope you are doing well wherever you are and that you have enjoyed writing with me as much as I have with you!

and I swear my owed replies are coming soon since I get a vacation this weekend (I’ve been working nonstop since July 17th without a day off i’m in agony)

-xoxo Jam

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IT’S MY ONE YEAR GIF-IVERSARY!!!

hey friends! the end of this month (may 28th, 2020) marks the one year anniversary of the first gifset I ever made using Photoshop!

for the past year, making gifs has been a passion of mine and something I have taken lots of personal pride in, so I wanted to celebrate! and through this celebration, I hope to recognize, uplift, and inspire other content creators to love themselves and their work as well!

throughout the month of May, please help me celebrate this milestone! I will be doing 6 special things on my blog, all listed under the cut:

GIF-IVERSARY CELEBRATION SCHEDULE

To celebrate a year of making gifs, I will be doing/posting the following:

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gif requests will be open from May 1st (today) until the end of the month. during this time, please request in my ask box:

gifsets

gif headers for mobile

sidebar gifs for desktop

for each request be sure to specify characters, colors, words, scenes or anything you think is important to include. please stick to media listed on my gif request page.

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creator spotlights will be posted all throughout the month of May. in these shoutout posts, I will be highlighting some of my favorite gif makers across different fandoms, and the friends I have met through creating. if you are selected for a shoutout, you will receive:

a promo post where I will talk in depth about why I love your creations, and link the best ones

my undying love and support

a spot on my brand new creators hall of fame page!!!

when you see these creator spotlight posts, please click the “read more” links, look at the creators’ content, and reblog their work. reblogs mean a lot to us, especially when people leave nice comments in the tags.

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gif maker masterpost will go up on May 7th. this will be a collection of resources that I have found helpful over the past year in learning how to gif, for anyone out there who is looking to get started or pick up new skills. if anything on this list helps you, please reblog it to spread the information to other people.

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gif maker positivity meme (#gmpmeme) will officially take place the week of May 10th through May 16th (but you can change these dates if you want). it will feature simple prompts to inspire all kinds of gif makers to create and try new things! the prompt list will be posted later today. please participate in the meme if you can, reblog the work of others who participate, and reblog the prompt list to spread the word! 

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self-reblog marathon will start May 17th and go until May 23rd. I will be reblogging some of my favorite gifsets I have made, some that I felt were under-appreciated, and some that I would like to start circulating again. this is a sentimental piece for me, and i will be writing in the tags of each reblog the significance the gifset had to me, something I learned from making it, or why I’m proud of it. all posts will be tagged #srb marathon.

if you create content, I invite you to join in and have your own self-reblog marathon! let’s all look back at what we’ve made and take pride in our accomplishments. from May 17th to May 23rd, reblog your own creations and tag them #srb marathon.

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top 10 countdown will be posted on my anniversary, May 28th. in this post, I will link my 10 favorite gifsets that I have ever seen on Tumblr, and talk about what makes each of them so amazing.

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thank you all for supporting my gif making journey! I hope to interact with you all in some way through this celebration!

tagging some mutuals so this doesn’t flop: @oliviasrodrigo @ethancraft @sarahsjeffery @summercohen @ewangmcgregor @dancingwithourshandstied @gwcngrayson @bravababys @timeslord @willburobinson @slowburnreddie @mikewheeler

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Writing For Fun In November

Trying to cultivate a healthy writing practice one day at a time.

November 30th

- Launched my new BTS fic recs blog. There are many more stories to be added there, but I got the navigation all set up, along with ten of my favorite stories. 

November 29th

- Added my own fics to my new fic recs blog. I am pretending that it is because I need to make sure the navigation system is set-up correctly and it is easiest to do that with my own fics, but really I’m just a self-centered asshole. 

- Once I figured out the navigation system, then I added a bunch of fics from AO3. I’ll share the new fic recs blog tomorrow for my blog-iversary! I’ll be adding a bunch from Tumblr tomorrow after it is live too. 

November 28th

- Worked more on Tongue Tied. Had a bit of crisis about not having updated in too long and made a couple of friends read the first half for reassurance. Let my beta reader talk me into adding even more smut. 

- Began setting up a fic rec blog that I’ll take live on Friday for the two-year blogiversary.

November 27th

- Week 6 Day 4 of the Couch to 80k

- Did more Void 4 free writing

- Transferred Tongue Tied from Google Docs to Scrivener to make it easier to navigate and figure out how many scenes I have left. (I have written 6, there are 6 more)

November 26th

- planned too much Superstar BTS and did nothing productive. Am too busy trying to clear the Thanksgiving Feast.

November 25th

- Planned the blogiversary and started work on updated fic recs

November 24th

- Week 6 Day 3 of the Couch to 80k

November 23rd

- worked on Tongue Tied early in the morning

November 22nd

- worked on Tongue Tied early in the morning

November 21st

- worked on Tongue Tied early in the morning

November 20th

- Week 6 Day 2 of the Couch to 80k

- first drafting a scene in Void from Jungkook’s perspective so I know how I want it to play from the reader’s POV. 

November 19th

- Week 6 Day 1 of the Couch to 80k

- free writing about the ending of Void that I’ve had buzzing in my head for a week

November 18th

- went to see Burn the Stage the Movie! Calling it #important research

- One of my beta readers read scenes 4 and 5 in Void 4 and helped me figure out a thing that was bothering me about it.

November 17th

- spent my afternoon doing writing sprints and chatting with friends. Finished the third drafts of the fourth and fifth scenes in Void 4. 

November 16th

- struggled with some personal things and some seasonal affective disorder, played Superstar BTS, watched the BTS stage performance compilation and answered asks to decompress from the week

November 15th

- Week 5 Day 6 of the Couch to 80k 

November 14th

- played WIP ask game

November 13th

- had a bunch of thoughts about the ending of Void in the shower and on the morning commute.

- had too much fun chatting with friends this evening and never got any writing done, but it was worth it. 

November 12th

- Week 5 Day 5 of the Couch to 80k 

- Second drafted the third scene of Void 4 (Hoseok and the OC in the lab)

- Got halfway through the second draft of Jungkook’s haircut in Void 4

November 11th

- Week 5 Day 4 of the Couch to 80k

- Finished the third draft of the second scene of Void

- Made my beta reader read the first half of Tongue Tied and the first two scenes of Void 4. Beta reader was very enthusiastic about all of it.

November 10th

- Week 5 Day 3 of the Couch to 80k bootcamp, which focused on how writing about traumatic events can be healing

- Did some end-of-story storyboarding for Tongue Tied

November 9th

- Was going to write this morning, but got suckered into watching this vlog about BTS at the MGA awards instead. Because this is my writing for fun month, I’m calling that #important research.

- Rearranged my Void 4 storyboard because I really want to include this one scene that I was originally going to hold for Ch. 5, but I think it really belongs in Ch. 4. Panicked when I realized that Ch. 4 might be even longer than Ch. 3. 

- Played a very goofy and fun ask game as a way to decompress from the week.

November 8th 

- Week 5 Day 2 of the Couch to 80k boot camp, which led to a rough draft of an  scene between Yoongi and the OC before the events of Void begin.

- Beta read Chapter 8 of Raw Temptation and Joint Obsession by the talented @trilluvium. It continues to be a terrific story. 

November 7th

- spent 45 min in the early morning working on the scene with Jin and the OC in the kitchen in Void 4

November 6th

- Did Week 5 Day 1 of the Couch to 80k boot camp.

- finally emptied my inbox.

- daydreamed a whole bunch about Void and Yoongi

November 5th

- answered this ask about food in Void

- read a bunch of articles about whether or not astronauts are allowed to drink in space

- began working on the third draft of the second scene in Void 4, where the OC talks to Jin and Jungkook in the kitchen post-Yoongi hookup.

November 4th

- edited the end scene of Void 3 cause there were a few phrasing things that were bugging me.

- finished the third draft of the opening scene of Void 4. Deepened my crush on Void Yoongi.

November 3rd

- had too much fun answering a bunch of asks that I’ve been wanting to get to for days: X, X,  X

- caught with some fics I’ve been wanting to read for a week: X, X

November 2nd

- Did Week 4 Day 6 exercise in the Couch to 80k boot camp.

November 1st

- Did the Week 4 Day 5 exercise in the Couch to 80k boot camp. 

- Listened to this episode of the Death of 1000 cuts podcast on procrastination on my commute to work. It had a lot of good advice.

[booksofteacups]

January Wrap-Up and February​ TBR

Oh what a month it has been! I read 5 books this month and I am celebrating my y month blog-iversary!!!!

It is my 6-month book-iversary today! I honestly cannot believe I have been doing this for 6 months! I feel like I just started and I can’t wait to see where I will be in another 6 months! January Reads What a January it has been! I read 5 books this month. Saga Vol. 8 by Fiona Staples & Brian K Vaughan This is one of my top volumes of Saga! I need Vol. 9 now! As You Wish by Chelsea Sedoti This…

[starrconch]

FLIRTING CHAOS

★ Includes: Childe / Tartaglia, Kaeya, GN reader, slightly susggestive flirting, but other than that fluff, "Stop flirting with me, I'm not going to fall for it" prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 935

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You can find the request information here :))

CHILDE / TARTAGLIA

★ Working in the fatui’s ranks was a lot more amusing than you first thought it would be.

★ You had imagined gruelling front line work and misery all around, however, a certain harbinger had ensured the opposite of that.

“Y/N, are you keeping warm? You must not be used to the Snezhnayan cold.” Childe walked beside you, slowing to your pace, smiling from his thick fur coat.

“If I said yes, would you believe me?” You replied, your teeth chattering together in an attempt to generate some warmth. You had transferred over from Liyue not too long ago.

“Definitely not,” he chuckled. How was he so composed in this torturous weather? As you rubbed your hands together and blew warm air onto them, Childe grabbed one of them. The harbinger interlocked his fingers with yours, not caring who saw his actions, and placed it in his pocket to keep it warm. “Better?”

You nodded, facing away from him. If the closeness between you didn’t dissipate the cold, the flustered heat that crawled up your neck to your face definitely did.

“You know, even wrapped up in so many layers for these conditions, you still look stunning.” He squeezed your hand, looking back and winking at you.

“Tartaglia. I-“ Warm. It was way too warm now. You needed to at least loosen your scarf, but you needed two hands to do that efficiently.

“Now, now. There’s no need to be so formal.” Childe sighed, “if only we could go somewhere a little more private so I could show you just how stunning you are.”

You were going to pass out from embarrassment if this continued. “Stop flirting with me. I’m not going to fall for it,” you whispered, hoping the rest of your colleagues couldn’t hear the conversation you were having.

He sarcastically gasped. “You make me sound as if I’m luring you into a trap. How cruel!” Childe tugged you closer to him so you could hear his next words. “Perhaps then, you’d prefer somewhere more public?”

You forcefully took your hand out of his pocket and refused to meet his playful gaze. “Would you look at that, I’m not cold anymore.”

“Tartaglia!” A fatui agent called from far behind you. “Our target has been spotted!”

“Ah, and our conversation comes to a close.” Childe jumped straight back into harbinger mode, scanning the horizon for any sign of other people, before returning to you. “If you ever want to take me up on my offer, you know where to find me.” With another one of his infuriating winks, he left you to inspect what was happening.

KAEYA

★ Every time you turned up at the tavern, whether it be in the evening or early afternoon, the Cavalry Captain would always be there. It was as if he had a sixth sense for your whereabouts.

★ He would always have a table for the two of you, your favourite drink at the ready, and would flirt with you away into the night.

★ You tried to hide how much he affected you, though you could only hope he didn’t notice.

This time was no different. You stepped into Angel’s Share, the warmth inviting compared to the biting cold outside, and the first thing you saw was Kaeya waving you over with a drink in his hand.

Rolling your eyes, you sat opposite him with a smile. “Drinking already? It’s only the afternoon.”

He swirled a cup of Death in the Afternoon in front of him. “Of course. The afternoon is the best time to start drinking.” The Captain reached for your fingers, holding them lightly so you could reject his touch and pull away if you wanted. You didn’t. “How is my favourite person today?”

You raised a brow. “Favourite? I thought that title was reserved for the bartender you like to annoy.”

Kaeya choked on his drink. “Diluc? He is very much on the opposite end of favourite. Anyways, you avoided my question, darling.” He trailed a finger up the bare skin of your arm.

His words and his actions had you fighting to keep the heat from rising to your face. “I’m doing okay, I guess. How are you?”

“Amazing now that you’re in my company. Honestly, your stunning looks always leave me speechless. It makes me want to be made speechless in another way, if you know what I’m getting at.” His ending smirk was torturous.

You had to steady yourself to stop your drink from falling for your hand. “Stop flirting with me!” Burying your face in your hands, your mind couldn’t help but wander to imagine the things he suggested. “I’m not going to fall for it!”

“Oh? Well, it looks like you’re lying to yourself because you’re a blushing mess right now.” Kaeya’s smirk only seemed to grow.

“I-“ Of course, he was right. He always was. You were a fool to think that someone who was used to getting information out of people simply by talking to them wouldn’t notice your body language. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Trying to regain your composure, you pretended that nothing was amiss.

“So, you won’t be affected if I do this?” With the utmost care that you had ever seen in his expression, Kaeya trailed his fingers back down your arm and took your hand in his, kissing the back of it.

Damn this man. “I won’t fall for you,” you hissed in a whisper, forcing yourself to meet his gaze and keep it.

“Darling, you already have. All you need to do now is admit it.” Once again, he was right.

[starrconch]

HEARTLESS

★ Includes: Scaramouche, GN reader, angst-to-comfort, "Of course I'm angry with you! You left me and I needed you!" and "They're crying, what do I do?" "Go and comfort them." "How do I do that?" "Start with hugs." "With what?" prompts from my event, alcohol use

★ Word Count: 1305

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You can find the request information here :D

SCARAMOUCHE

★ He’d done it again. The Balladeer had visibly seen you in distress, tears rolling down your face and sobs wracking your body, and he’d left you when you were in dire need of comfort.

★ You let it slide the first time as he seemed panicked, like he didn’t know how to support you, and he returned to you a few hours later.

★ This time, however, he didn’t return for a few days.

As you folded some of your clothing, packing it into a bag, you heard the door to your shared bedroom creak open slowly. Your partner stood in the doorway, unsure of what to do. His fists clenched and unclenched, knowing for sure he had messed up.

“Are you leaving me?”

You shrugged, not pausing what you were doing or turning around to look at him. Leaving was a strong word. You were just staying with a friend for a few days until he hopefully summoned the courage to apologise, that was all. If you lived under the same roof as him for a little while longer, you were sure you’d claw his face in rage.

“Are you angry at me?” His words were hollow, empty, as if he was coming to the realisation of what his actions had caused.

"Of course I'm angry with you! You left me and I needed you!" Your voice broke with the tears that threatened to spill. Scaramouche was supposed to be the love of your life and he had been so heartless.

“I had a battle I needed to attend. I-I couldn’t stay,” he stuttered, grasping for an excuse.

“You looked me in the eyes while I was breaking, then you turned and fled like I was a dead body you had discovered.” Wiping a tear from your face, you zipped up your bag and slung it over your shoulder. “I’ll see you around.”

★ The balladeer stood there helplessly for a few minutes, too stunned by what had just happened.

★ Did you just leave him? No. No, that wasn’t how this was supposed to happen.

★ He wandered around your hometown, searching for you to try and amend what he had broken, even making his way to the harbour to not find a sign of you anywhere. The last stop he made for the evening was to the tavern to find one of his agents to track you.

A tavern in such a small village was surprisingly busy, especially for a weekday. The bartender was very busy, rushing back and forth to collect and deliver orders of drinks to different tables, though, when they saw Scaramouche, they immediately stopped to serve him. He was just about to start on his round of drinks when someone familiar sat in the seat next to him.

“My, my. I didn’t expect you of all people to be at the tavern this evening. Didn’t you have somewhere to be?” The annoying voice made him clench his fists in anger.

“Tartaglia. I could ask what you’re doing here too. Why are you in Inazuma?” Your partner had to keep his eyes focused on the cup before him, or he was afraid tears would begin to fall out of them.

How could he have been so careless? So stupid? You were his everything and he had treated you so poorly. Now, you were gone and he had nothing left but the last words you had said to him stuck playing through his mind on loop.

Tartaglia shrugged. “I’m here to do some work. Aren’t you supposed to be with Y/N?” The hydro vision user could tell something was amiss, that the Balladeer wasn’t like his usual spiteful self.

Scaramouche had to stop himself from blurting out his problem to his colleague. He hadn’t even touched his drinks yet, what was wrong with him? But perhaps he would know what to do. Tartaglia was known to secretly be quite the family-man, maybe he’d have a solution?

“I messed up.” He snatched one of the shots from the counter and downed it in one gulp.

Tartaglia raised a brow. “With Y/N?” When he received a nod as a reply, he continued, “how so?”

“I ignored them when they needed me most, I didn’t know how to help them. They were crying, what do I do?”

“Go and comfort them. Nothing is going to happen with your relationship with them until their problem has been fixed first.”

“How do I do that? I’ve never…” Scaramouche had never comforted anyone before, nor had he ever been comforted for that matter. He had no idea where to even start.

“Start with a hug.” Tartaglia returned a look of surprise when confusion appeared on the face of the Balladeer.

“With what?”

“You know, pull them into your arms and let them cry it out first. Let them know that you’re sorry, that you’re there for them. Tell Y/N how much you love them.”

★ After a fatui agent had tracked you down, he bid Tartaglia farewell and went to your friend’s house that you were staying at.

★ He hovered outside for a while, attempting to find the courage to knock on the door, but his hands refused to stop shaking. Never had he ever been this scared before. What if he couldn’t fix things and this was the end for the two of you? What would he do then?

★ Eventually, he didn’t need to approach the door as your friend opened it first, suspicious of a man wandering in circles outside of their house.

“Are you Y/N’s partner?” They spat, rage rightly filled in their veins at what he had done to you.

“C-can I talk to them? I need to apologise. It’s okay if-” Scaramouche tripped over the words, hoping that they would never come true, “if they don’t want to see me again after that, but, please, let me try to fix this.” When had he resulted in pleading? Something within him shuddered at his actions, but deep down he knew it was because of his desperation to have you back by his side.

Looking him up and down in disgust, your friend made their way back into the house. “I’ll go and ask them.”

He waited for what felt like an eternity, his heart beating so rapidly in his chest that it hurt, until finally, you stepped outside. Your eyes were red and sore from crying and your arms were wrapped around your body as some sort of comfort, comfort had he failed to provide you as your lover.

“Y/N, I-” Scaramouche stopped when your eyes met his. You were on the verge of breaking again, holding yourself together piece by piece. “I apologise. I-I’m so sorry. You’re right, I should have been there for you. I was- no, I am such a bad person for letting you suffer alone.”

You felt taken aback. When had he apologised to anyone? He hadn’t even said ‘sorry’ to you in your relationship before.

“I ran because I was a coward and I didn’t know how to give you the support you need.” He stepped forward cautiously, in case you fled like a frightened woodland animal. When you didn’t, he walked up to you and awkwardly wrapped you in his arms.

You don’t know when it happened, but you began to sob into his shoulder. Harsh cries shook the whole of your body, threatening to buckle your knees so you crumpled to the ground. Scaramouche was there, holding you tightly. His hand held the back of your head and his other was wrapped around your waist, pulling you against him.

The Balladeer’s warmth was something you hadn’t realised you missed, something you hadn’t realised you’d yearned for all this time.

“Please, give me another chance. I’ll do better, I promise. I love you, Y/N.”

[starrconch]

PRISONER

★ Includes: Childe / Tartaglia, GN reader, fluff, spoilers for Childe's real name, "No, you can't get up. You're my prisoner for today." prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 596

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You can find the request information here :D

CHILDE / TARTAGLIA

★ It wasn’t often the two of you got a moment in the morning together. Childe was often away with fatui work, and your own job required you to get up quite early.

★ Today, however, your partner had no work, so you awoke wrapped in his warm embrace.

The first thing you saw when you opened your eyes was ginger. Your partner had cuddled you tightly during the night, resting his head on your shoulder instead of the pillow, and had remained that way until the morning. His legs were entangled with yours, pulling himself as close to you as he could get.

This was the Ajax you had fallen in love with. The clingy Ajax who let his guard down around you, who could find solace and peace in your presence. The Ajax who had stolen your heart unwillingly and kept it under lock and key.

A glance at the clock told you that you were about to be late for work, sending panic coursing through your veins. You needed to get dressed, have breakfast, and prepare your bag all in a short amount of time. But how in Tevyat were you going to escape from your adorable captor?

Carefully, you untangled your legs from his and attempted to slip out from his arms. Just when you thought you had succeeded, slowly rising from the bed, the strong, muscled arms that you knew very well snaked around you again.

“Morning,” you greeted Childe, a sheepish smile on your face. “I’m going to be late for work, so I need to get up.”

"No, you can't get up. You're my prisoner for today.” His voice was muffled into the pillow, his eyes still firmly shut.

“But I’ve got work, Ajax. We can cuddle later, okay?” You leaned down to press a kiss to his lips, but realised quickly that was a mistake. Succumbing to your fate, you were pulled back into the covers and tucked against your partner to be used as his personal teddy-bear.

Childe held your head under his chin, using his fingers to stroke through your hair. “You can turn up tomorrow and explain that you were really sick. Do you not want to spend time with your beloved?” Finally, he met your gaze, sadness filling his eyes like a kicked child about to cry. “I’m home all day too. This only happens once in a blue moon.”

“It’s not like that! Of course I want to spend time with you!” Your hand found its way to his cheek, your thumb stroking it gently. “But I also need to stay on the good side of my boss.”

“It’s not like you need to work anyway, you know perfectly well that I can take care of you financially.” He leant into your touch, his eyes closing again as if he were about to go back to sleep.

Flicking his nose, you forced him to wake up again and wince in pain. “I’m not with you for your money. Besides, a job keeps me motivated to do something with my life.”

“Please, stay with me. I’m sure your boss wouldn’t mind just one day.”

After a moment of silence, you sighed and buried your head into Childe’s neck. “Fine.”

You could feel your partner smile against you. “Thank you. I’ll make you the best breakfast you’ve ever had to make up for it, I promise.”

When you got yourself comfortable again, you knew you had made the correct decision to stay. “By the time we get out of bed, it’s going to be lunchtime, Ajax.”

[starrconch]

CRAZED PLAN

★ Includes: Diluc, GN reader, "I'm too sober for this." "You don't even drink." "Maybe I should start." prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 558

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You can find the request information here :)

DILUC

★ Ever since you had discovered the bartender’s hidden identity of the Darknight Hero and his intention of hunting down the abyss, you had arrived at Angel’s Share every night to discuss plans with him, hoping to help him.

★ Of course, he always denied them for your safety, but your plans led to other conversations which helped the two of you grow closer over the months.

★ Tonight was no different.

The door to Angel’s Share opened wide, letting the heat from inside escape into the street behind you. It was already full of patrons drinking and laughing away, and you wondered if the red-head bartender noticed your lateness.

“Diluc!” You called with a smile, quickly sitting down in a chair at the counter before another person approaching could steal it from you. “How is my favourite person in Teyvat?”

He raised his brows and put down a glass he was cleaning. “Favourite? Are you trying to sweet talk me into something?”

“Sweet talk? No, no, no. I’m just here with my usual daily plan.” You watched as he prepared your usual drink, smiling with glee.

“You come here every evening, but you know my answer will remain the same. Why bother?” He slid your drink along the counter so it stopped in front of you.

“And leave you to the company of the knight with the eyepatch over there? I’m doing you a favour, Diluc! And besides, I know you enjoy my company.” The blush that bloomed on the young master’s cheeks threatened to make heat rise to your own.

With a sigh, he replied, “what is your plan then?”

“So, it involves using bird spies to track the you-know-who down.” You continued to explain your crazed plan in a whisper, describing in detail the ins and outs of the journey you two would take, the backup you had conjured in case everything failed miserably.

When you finished, Diluc pinched the bridge of his nose and leant on the counter behind him. “What I am hearing is that you want to wholly put your faith onto a couple of small pigeons to help us find the hidden locations of the group we’re tracking?” A laugh escaped from his lips as he eyed the alcohol beside him. “I am too sober for this.”

The deep sound that came from his chest made your heart skip a beat or two. “But you don’t even drink! My plan isn’t that bad.”

“Perhaps I should start. At least you recognise that your idea is somewhat terrible.” A customer came up to the bar to order more drinks, giving you time to think of a comeback.

“Then I shall return tomorrow with an even better plan, one you won’t be able to refuse.” Diluc was someone who thought logically, you’d need something sensible if you wanted to actually win him over. But where was the fun in that?

“Have you not said that every single night we have seen each other for the past three months?” Although the Darknight Hero appeared to not look any different when talking to you, you could see there was a small curve to his lips and a glint in his eyes that told you he enjoyed your company.

“Maybe… But this time will be different. Just wait and see!”

“I will be the judge of that tomorrow.”

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SLEEPNESS NIGHTS

★ Includes: Zhongli, GN reader, fluff, "I can't sleep without you." prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 654

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You find the request information here :))

ZHONGLI

★ You promised your partner that you wouldn’t take long on your trip to Inazuma, but you had been gone for months. For months on end, he could do nothing but panic and worry over your well-being.

★ What if you had gotten stuck somewhere? Could you be hurt or injured? What if you were...

★ Eventually, a letter arrived for him scrawled in your handwriting explaining that you had trouble getting out of the country, but you were now on your way home.

Zhongli didn’t know what time your ship was to arrive at Liyue Harbour, so he had arrived as soon as the sun had risen in the sky. He didn’t mind waiting, after all, he would wait for an eternity to pass if it meant he could be with you. Your partner had missed you so much.

You were his everything, the very thing that made him excited to continue to the next day because he knew you would be there with him. Without you by his side, Zhongli had to admit that he struggled.

After only a few hours of standing and watching the world wake up, a ship appeared on the horizon with a sail he recognised quite well: it was the Crux’s ship. Had you managed to get out of Inazuma with them?

When it docked, Zhongli couldn’t help but race to where the crew members were stepping off-board, scanning each person to see if you were one of them. Then, his breath was caught in his lungs when he laid eyes on you. You had stayed towards the back to thank Captain Beidou for her service and were now searching the dock for him.

As your eyes locked onto each other’s, a wide grin spread across your lips. “Zhongli!” You called, running past the crew members and leaping into his arms, breathing in his familiar scent. Finally, you were home.

Your partner pressed a kiss to your lips, put you down, and held your face between his hands. He couldn’t believe you were real. Even though it had been such a long time, he hadn’t forgotten a single feature of yours.

“You’re home,” Zhongli whispered to himself, though you managed to over-hear.

You nodded. “I’m home, and you look-” Your words were supposed to be ‘the same as I remember’ to quote a familiar catch-phrase of his, but when you got a proper look at him, you changed them. “Awful. What happened to you?”

Although he wore the same attire he usually did, there were dark, hollow circles underneath his eyes and the whites that surrounded his golden irises were bloodshot.

“How so? I do not understand what you mean.” One of his hands cupped his chin as he thought, while the other remained latched onto your shirt, not wanting to be away from your touch.

“You look so tired. Have you not been sleeping well?” Reaching up to his face, your hands found their way to either side of his cheeks. Zhongli’s eyelids looked like they were even struggling to keep themselves open.

“Ah, yes. I have been struggling. It seems I cannot sleep without you, my dear.” He looked down in defeat.

Did he need you to sleep? You never would have been able to tell from the way he acted. “I’m sorry! If you let me know, I might have found a way to help you.”

“There’s no need to apologise. I did not even know myself until you left. Please, do not feel bad for something that was out of your control.”

With a sudden idea coming into your head, you wrapped your arm around his and steered him back towards your home. “Let’s go and get some rest. I can unpack tomorrow and we can spend all day in bed sleeping.”

Normally, he would have objected, being someone who liked a strict sleeping schedule, but the circumstances were different now. “That would be wonderful.”

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FALLING IN STYLE

★ Includes: Xingqiu, GN reader, fluff, "This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me" prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 689

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: You can find the request information here :))

XINGQIU

★ The two of you set off to travel around Liyue for a few days in hopes to find inspiration for Xingqiu. He had all the motivation to write, and yet, no idea to put down onto paper.

★ Through all of your splendid (or what you thought were) suggestions, he couldn’t help but feel like they weren’t good enough. That was until an accident had ideas flowing through his mind again.

“Oh! I know what you could write about!” You exclaimed, walking backwards through the pathway surrounded by trees to talk to him.

“So, have you moved on from flying hilichurls now?” He questioned, raising at brow at you before he continued to read through his notes.

You crossed your arms with a pout. “Hey! Flying hilichurls was a good one. Imagine trying to fight them, it would be impossible.”

“Unless you had a bow and some arrows. It does not spark enough excitement,” Xingqiu pointed out, tapping his pen against his chin. “What is your new idea then?”

“You could base your new story off of our travels. We have a lot of excitement and danger in our lives when we go on commissions, right? Why not twist the plot a little and then you have a story!” You had to admit, it was probably the best suggestion you had come up with yet and pride filled your chest because of it. However, from his expression, it still didn’t seem to impress the writer before you.

He hummed in consideration. “It is valuable plot-wise, but the characters would lack development.”

“Are you saying I’m boring, Xingqiu? And after everything we’ve been through together.” You exaggerated your response, placing a hand over your heart and looking away with a pained expression.

“You know that is not what I mean. To me you are…” he looked away, a hint of pink coating his cheeks, “not boring in the slightest. Though to readers, you and I would not be captivating enough.”

“Well, how could you make it more entertaining?” A smile spread across your lips. This was the most progress you had made in the last few hours of your travels and it was from one of your ideas. You couldn’t be happier to be helping someone you cared about.

A smirk spread across Xingqiu’s own lips. “I suppose, you could fall for me.”

You felt heat creeping up your neck and onto your cheeks. “Romantically? Between me and you?” He couldn’t know about the hidden feelings you had for him, could he? Though, this could have just been another one of his playful teasing jokes. Was he being serious? “Would that work?”

“Romance stories are quite popular, and I hear they have a rapidly growing audience in Inazuma too. Why-” Behind you, Xingqiu spotted a tree’s root that was sticking out of the ground. As you were still walking backwards to talk to him, it was poised ready to trip you over. “Y/N, look out!”

It was too late to warn you, your foot had already gotten caught in the root and had knocked you off balance. The only thing that he had time to do was to place a hand under your head and grab onto your hand to attempt to hoist you back up.

The writer sighed in relief when you grabbed back onto his hand and hovered a few centimetres away from the ground. “This is not what I meant when I told you to fall for me.”

You chuckled, standing up again. “I was just falling in style. You should have been more specific.”

“Are you okay? You’re not hurt, are you?” He let go of your hand, noticing that he was still holding onto it tightly, and began to check you for any sign of injury.

“Nothing but my pride is wounded, don’t worry.” You flicked his nose, hoping to ease his concern by distracting him.

Xingqiu’s eyes widened a little in realisation. “I may have figured out how to make at least your character a little less boring.”

“Oh really? How?”

His smile returned, the annoying, teasing kind. “I can make you clumsy.”

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PILLOW THIEF

★ Includes: Thoma, male reader, fluff, 'you took my pillow so I'm going to use you as one' prompt from my event

★ Word Count: 433

★ Master List

★ Event

★ Notes: you can fine the request information here

THOMA

★ Affection had always been a struggle for you. Whether it was a hug or simply holding a hand, it always made you cringe on the inside from a mere dislike of it.

★ However, Thoma was different. You didn’t realise when it had happened, but the Chief Retainer had buried himself into your heart and had firmly made his home there. It led you to wonder what his hugs would feel like on a regular basis.

When you returned home from shopping in Ritou with a few friends, you found your partner lying on the couch while continuing to read a book that you had seen him start the previous night. His hair was untied, the golden strands falling loosely around his neck, and he had removed his usual attire to lounge around in a basic shirt and trousers. Underneath his head and feet were the only two pillows on the couch, leaving no space for you to sit down.

Thoma was so absorbed in the story before him that he didn’t notice you come in, allowing you to observe the adorable expressions on his face as he read from one plot twist to the next. You wanted to reach out to him, to run your hand through his hair and rest your head on his chest. Before you knew it, you were lifting your partner’s arms and wrapping your own around him.

“Y/N?” His eyes widened in surprise, but then he quickly covered his shock with a light laugh and a warm smile. “What are you doing? I thought you didn’t like affection.” Thoma slipped a bookmark into the pages he had just finished reading and rested his arms on your back.

You shrugged against him, quickly searching your mind for some sort of excuse. “Y-you took the pillows, so I’m going to use you as one.” Facing away from him, you hoped he wouldn’t see your blush.

“Oh? Well, you can have them both if you like. I don’t necessarily need them.” Thoma made to reach behind his head to remove the pillow from under it, but you snatched his hand away and placed it back on you.

“No! No. That’s okay. I think I’ll just stay here.” You adjusted yourself to get comfortable lying on top of him, finding it difficult to find the motivation to get up and accept his offer. “Don’t let me keep you from reading, though.”

Your partner leaned down to kiss you gently on the forehead, making you tense up at the contact. “That’s fine by me. I love you very much, my dear.”