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~Happy Valentine's Day~
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! 💖 Hope all of you know that you're cherished and loved, even if you're single. There's many different kinds of love, and the love given by friends is not inferior to any other. If you're seing this, take it as a sign to tell your friends / moots how much you love them 😌
This fic is for my lovely friend @thelost-in-time!
I love you so much and hope you will enjoy this. It might not be the best piece, but I wrote it with the best intentions and love for you 💚
Inspos
🎵 What if we rewrite the stars?
🎶 And I last I see the light
and it's like the fog has lifted
🎵 We're bound to break and my hands are tied
Now that I see you
} Genshin Impact
} Traveler Lost (Lumine) x Xiao
} mostly fluff, slightly angsty, nothing too serious
} ⚠️CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR 2024 LANTERN RITE EVENT
} ❗characters might differ from the original game!
Lantern Rite was approaching. The streets of the cloud city are bursting with even more people than usual and everyone is excited for the beginning of the new year. Even though this event is quite successful both among humans and adepti, Xiao never really cared for such an event. As in Teyvat everything comes in a circle, good times are bound to end, as so do bad times. Praying the heavens for happiness was futile. Also because this merciless rule was set up by those very same heavens. Having experienced this truth directly, Xiao knew better than anyone else.. However, ever since that Traveler showed up, Xiao found himself changing his mind. He wasn't sure about what exactly or why at first, however, as time went by, he couldn't deny it anymore. Her name was Lost. She had eyes sparkling more than core lapis and golden hair more glistening than sunshine. With her kindness, strength and undying resolution, Xiao really thought that, if it was her, nothing could be impossible. Every time they met, Xiao felt that his burden wasn't as heavy to carry anymore. After some more, he found himself remembering the happy days together with his friends more than the sad ones and he would share those sweet memories with her, telling stories from a long gone past. There was pain, but also joy and laughter. And he wasn't alone. But in all honesty, was he still alone? Couldn't it be that the traveler, whose name was Lost, had found him?
Just like a moth by the light in the darkest night, Xiao was attracted to her, to the point that he would watch over Lost every time he sensed trouble. Although he knew better than anyone that she wouldn't need his help, he still couldn't hold himself from being there, watching from afar, just in case.
Just in case she was in danger.
Just in case she couldn't call his name.
Just in case she forgot about their promise.
Wait, she wouldn't forget it, would she?
But the more he was thinking about that, the more he was unable to shake that worry away. Just when was it the last time she called for him? And how much time has passed since she left Liyue? Of course, she was a traveler, bound to never stop wandering… But his destiny was to forever protect the land of Geo, to never forget and never leave.
What if she.. had found someone else?
That thought alone made his sight go red with anger, but also sent his heart plunging deeply in despair. Xiao sprinted into the night, vanquishing evil after evil while pondering every single possibility. He could only get going, since every single time he slept, he dreamt of her and every time he rested his eyes, they would immediately shoot up, for it seemed to him that Lost called his name.
Then, yet another night missing her, he suddenly saw it. A single lantern, floating into the starry sky. Following its direction, Xiao saw the harbor light up with colorful lights and kites of every shape and kind. A timid smile then appeared from his lips. It was that time of the year again..
She should be home soon.
“Useless”
A small mountain of scraps on fire was burning at Xiao’s feet, its foul smell spreading into the air. This was the 10th attempt of him making his own Xiao lantern. How come that those hands were so skilled in killing, but absolutely awful for crafting? And Lost even invited him to build a kite together with all these people…
The thought of him being humiliated in front of both mortals and a fellow adeptus sent a chill down his spine! Of course he wanted to join the traveler but… How could he, with that embarrassing skills of him?!
He simply could not face it!
That was why he invited her over Pervase’s temple after the rite.
Xiao sighted once more, swiftly subduing the fire to start over again. All the lanterns were already sold out for the celebration, but at least the lady had been kind enough to let him have some materials and a booklet of instructions…
If only he could manage to make at least one before dark…
The rite of lanterns was about to end. A simple and slightly crooked lantern stood motionless at his feet. Xiao had invited her over just like in the past. At that time, she happily accepted to light a lantern with him… BuBut what if she had better plans this year? Just as he was letting himself down again, he finally perceived something. The glistening aura of the stars and the scent of a thousand adventures. Lost stood behind him, slowly approaching with a steady pace. Xiao could feel her warning gaze upon his back, her soft lips parting to address him. She was alone.
Before he could hear her call his name, he turned to greet her.
“Lost. “
The Traveler shook her head, her hands resting on her hips.
“It's just as I thought! You stopped short of stepping into the city again.. “
She wasn't really scolding him, but she looked kind of disappointed. He couldn't know that she was secretly looking for him in the crowd…
“Being in the city is not the only way for me to appreciate the lights and beauty of lantern rite. “
He said in a low voice, pointing into the direction of the harbor.
“Look… Liyue Harbor lies beyond this mountain. As long as I stand at this vantage point, I may freely behold the sight of all Kites slowly ascending into the sky. “
As he was speaking, Lost quietly approached him, as if she could look better from the same position he was standing.
“For me… That is enough. “
His head turned slightly, in time to see her nod at his explanation. She looked somewhat satisfied with that answer.
“Alright. “
Xiao lowered his arm and didn't say anything for a while. Then, just before she could say something, he gathered his courage to ask her.
“I invited you here because there's something I would like to do. “
Lost’s face lit up in curiosity as he continued
“I want to release a Xiao Lantern… And I'd like you to be there for it. “
With a small gesture, a gust of wind pulled the lantern from the ground and elegantly placed it into Lost’s hands.
“Did you make it yourself?! “
She noticed. Xiao blushed vividly, turning away from her in embarrassment.
“Yes. I apologize for its crude appearance… II have little skill in that regard. “
Lost laughed a little and shook her head happily
“No! No.. It's amazing! “
As she seemed to admire the little lantern in her palms, Xiao couldn't help but let out a little sigh.
“...You are very kind, as usual. “
The moon shone brightly in the sky, as thousand of lanterns seemed ready to reach it.
Xiao made a few steps closer, then reached for the lantern. While doing so, he gently stroked Lost’s hands with his.
“Alright, it's time. “
He whispered into her ear, waiting for her to get ready. As if they were one body, they both raised their arms, letting the lantern float away in the wind. As it disappeared into the tranquil night sky, Xiao’s expression softened.
A swirling sea of lights reached for the clouds, conveying its people's hopes and desires to the heavens. It was known for a fact that gods could acknowledge one's ambitions with a blessing, but could it work for other feelings too? If that frail lantern of his could really make it up there, would the heavens finally hear him? Could it be that simple to rewrite his stars? And if that was the case.. Would he finally be free?
This thoughts made his heart flutter a little, just like the lights at the mercy of the wind. Slowly, he shifted his gaze from the sky into her golden eyes, only to meet hers. When it happened in the past, during the very same occasion, she would slowly look away, a slight veil of red covering her pale skin. However, this time she kept her eyes on him, smiling softly.
Their wishes might not have been the same, but what about their feelings? He could never ask her. The heavens might even hear him, but his karma could never disappear into thin air.
As he was about to turn away, Lost caught his attention again.
“Xiao? ”
She called in a slight whisper, her body getting closer. Their hands were still holding each other. She smiled again and gently pulled him towards her.
“Xiao. ”
She mumbled again, her face now only a whisper away from his own. Xiao wanted to say something, however he couldn't do it. Before he knew it, Lost covered his lips with hers and his own responded by tracing the borders of her mouth with a gentle kiss. Although it was their first, it felt natural as breathing air.
A long time passed before they pulled away, the warmth of their kiss still persisting as they reluctantly moved apart to stare into the beauty of the lantern rite’s sky once more.
“Lost..”
Xiao really wanted to tell her. He wanted her to know how much he loved her and admired her and thought of her, he wanted to sink into her embrace and to kiss the rest of the night away.. But he knew it could not last as of now.
They both still had a destiny to fulfill.
That warm, bright feeling of love that they kindled into their hearts could still not resist outside of it.
He took a deep breath before finishing the sentence that was left unfinished for too long already.
“... Thank you. “
Lost nodded, still smiling at him with her signature gentle smile, the one that Xiao grew to love so much. She knew that the time would come for them to convey their feelings out loud. But today, heads resting one on the other, being together was all they needed.
This is enough...
Xiao thought, his eyes finally closing peacefully beside her.
...after all… I'm bound to break and my wings are tied.
#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact#genshin impact xiao#happy valentine's day#lantern rite#genshin lantern rite 2024#this was so fun to write#I wish I could write like this everyday#I would have written a trilogy already#love you all!#mari's works
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#can I just live inside the perfect days movie?#is it too much to ask#i need that pace#or a job without having to directly talk to people everyday#just leave me be to work#and more than everything#actually be content with the life I have#instead of not liking it#to put it mildly#anyway#it's just one of those days#i felt like rewatching it#i wish I could use tumblr as a journal#although I do have an actual journal but I can't bring myself to write#so now I do this in the tags#very mature of me 🙃
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Depression is really kicking my ass recently but I will persist regardless
#I haven’t had the energy to do stuff I really enjoy in WEEKS#since like the week before thanksgiving honestly#I want to draw or write or play games or read but even just getting out of bed feels like crawling through glass#but I am still getting up everyday and changing clothes everyday even when it feels impossible so all is not lost#I wish I could take like a month off just to sleep though I am so exhausted#I need the days to be long again so I can feel alive again#we will get there…….#L writes
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sc says 6 yrs ago I was doing dabs and drinking margaritas w my ex best friend and my ex partner and now I'm uh. laying here. miss that
#avery.txt#like yuh that was in my smoke weed everyday era so obvs i wasnt exactly putting my heart into my schoolwork#but like. uuuuuuuuuuuugh i miss 1) that ex 🥲 2) having a dab rig 3) not having a lot of responsibilities#now im like. an adult and ive gone thru so much and i am happier now but im also world weary#so im like just. god kid i wish i could go back and tell you how to do it all differently#but also if i did that maybe i wouldnt be here rn#and minus the unemployableness and chronic procrastination im doing pretty great!! i write so much!!#im having so much fun with just. LIFE rn#ppl who follow my spn blog have seen for real how much writing i do + how Excited i get abt Stuff lmao#things are ok! and tbh a lot of stuff sucked back then i was honestly pretty miserable mental health wise#so even tho i miss the lack of responsibilities i do not miss my mental instability
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I've been thinking about something and I don't know how I feel about it.
So, since I started taking medication for it, my anxiety has improved a lot. Like, it went from being so debilitating that I couldn't do anything anymore, I could barely leave the house and would have panic attacks if I heard a door slam, to being tolerable.
But, I'm not sure if that's... it. I don't know if it could get even better, or if it would be worth trying to find out. I'm still looking for a therapist (though not actively at the moment) but it doesn't seem likely that I'll get an appointment with one this year. I've got a psychiatrist but he basically just prescribed my meds.
I don't know if it's possible to get rid of that feeling that's not quite a panic attack but almost - like a mini panic attack, I guess. Last time that happened I was basically useless for the rest of the day. That's still much better than before, but is it enough? Or should I keep trying? I don't know.
#like. is there even anything that could be done#I really doubt my psychiatrist would prescribe me any more meds#I'm already on two antidepressants (one for sleep and one for anxiety)#but maybe that.. would be good?#I can manage easy everyday situations now. that's huge!#but particularly stressful situations - like doctor's appointments or surgery or stuff like that - are still really fucking bad#and the worst one is that I still can't even send my thesis advisor an email because I'm too scared. I couldn't handle reading the reply to#that. it could be really bad and I'm not.. I couldn't deal with it#and I simply don't know how to get to the point where I can write and especially defend my bachelor thesis when I can't even write a#fucking email#I have about a year left and that's terrifying#ugh I don't know I just wish I could do nothing at all for the rest of my life and not have any thoughts or have to make any decisions 😭😭#personal
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I'm at that part of the brainrot where I have to incorporate the interest(tm) as part of my daily routine and I constantly have a fanfiction playing in my head that I will never write
#It happened with DHMIS and oh boy is it happening with Ultrakill#At least with DHMIS it was a series so I just watched it everyday <333#And DHMS 'lore' is like. It doesn't even matter the show doesn't care for it#but Ultrakill.....Like yeah I can't go to bed without watching *looks at watch history* uh#All Gabriel act 2 voicelines and Ultrakill 5 S end video#And my knowledge of Ultrakill lore is so shaky because like. I only just actually started playing the game myself :sob:#So writing fanfic is actually a bit implausible this time. With DHMIS I just didn't do it because alas. I am not worthy#(I haven't been able to write fanfiction since I was like 15)#I won't ramble in tags I WISH I could write fanfiction but uh. Monika synpath moments#Ultrakill#Android.txt
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hi! are you still going to write loveshot?
Hi luv! Yes I will write loveshot, 💖
#everyday I wake up and think#ah I wish my brain could type all that shit down present up there#and everytime I sit to write it.. I feel horrible abt my choice of words and the way I write.. yea horrible#It's like writing down shit and tearing off the pages again and again#That's how insecure I am w my writing atm#sweet anon 💟#asks 💟
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There's something really charming about 87 tmnt actually
#like sure the animation can be bad sometimes but honestly i forgot how good it was#idk the characters are charming too - the writing can be silly and playful but also its productive!#love the voice acting too. leos and donnies are my favs. mikeys is great but i could never take him seriously lol#and of course raphs - thanking everyday they addressed the 87raph/12don voice in the 12 crossover ajfjqhf#AND THE THEME SONG - ICONIC#i have a dvd with the first season/4 eps of season 10 so im gonna finish season 1 and start season 10 wish me luck#jesse speaks#leon speaks#tmnt#tmnt 1987
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#and so i came back here. because in here i can find joy and sorrow. laugh a little and cry a lot because someone made a post i resonate with#it makes me feels understood. a private and intimate place that is also shared at the same time. and strangely; like a home#but i came back without knowing who i am. I see someone else in the mirror. Is that a monster? a sinner? a human? a normal man?#after all that effort leaving depression and self hate from my adolescence behind. from being proud of myself for being different to all me#was all a lie? how could i do such awful and terrible thing to the person i swore to protect? the person i love the most#i said i would never do that kind of unforgivable act. And here i am. Alive after the event. I want to drop dead. To dissapear from here.#But at the same time i want to fix what i did. in order to do that i need to heal. to change. be happy. to live. and i hate it#how can i do all of that with the weight of guilt crushing me and telling me i killed myself that day? i am just a shell of who i was#how to change what i thought was the best version of me? i was supposed to be different no harmful and kind man!!!#i already asked for help. and they told me it was not all my fault. But i still think it is. There is no way it can be 50/50#physical actions are only responsibility of the ones who made it. circumstances are not a reason to diminish them guilt#a confused person is not deserving of any part of the guilt. they do not have control over themselves. but the other ones sure have it#yes. they might have started and added little physical actions. but i refused and it never came to completion. which is the opposite of min#physical trauma can spawn emotional and mental trauma as well. is way more bad and deep that the emotional one i might have#i want to kill that trash in front of the mirror. why are you still living bitch? just to be a parasite and hurt people on the go?#to make irreversible mistakes that affects every person around you? your decisions never end well. why do not you just give up already?#and yet here i am. trying to not isolate myself thanks to the safe place i found here. I can write what is on my mind. gives me some relief#because the only person i talked everyday is the same one i hurted as i never thought i would in my life#Hope i can found redemption one day. I hope they can heal and be happy soon and forever.#I am going to always be worry about them (i am sure of that) but i wish nothing but the best for them. I want nothing to hurt them again.#They never deserved the trauma and guilt. They suffered more than enough way before i step in and fucked up everything.#Life. if you can hear me. Please give them recovery. happyness. health and lots of love. They deserve it. Please#They did nothing wrong! Take them pain away and put it in me. I will stay alive just for that if is neccesary#I wanted to kill myself way long ago. but i still here. I might want to kill myself again. but i still will be here.#Just leave them be happy. That is what i really want
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everyday i doomscroll my fucking social media sites chasing the taste of internet fame. it's horrible and makes me feel horrible but i can't stop it. girl help i cannot get out of this cage i unknowingly trapped myself in
#like i try to be funny on twitter . i try to be funny here. i try to post pictures on instagram that i think would get likes#i post memes. i make jokes that i know are funny to particular people/ fandoms#i chase this taste of fame and whenever i realize im doing it again i've just dug myself deeper into this grave#i want to come out but i dont want to come out. i wish i could have more followers. i want likes and i want to be famous#i want to be a famous authorbut im too scared to ever post anything#everything i write is tied so fucking deeply into the person i am that the idea that people are going to see ME scare me#i barely have any goals and im not doing anything to pursue them#social media and the loneliness i cant put into words are sucking the soul and life out of me#everyday i wake up and think up five hundred different funny things to say. my jokes never land.#my five seconds of internet fame is always Just out of reach from me and i dont know what to do to have it in my grasp#i know it's all so shallow and superficial but we all like getting likes on our insta posts and we all like people rting/rbing our posts#im kind of a horrible person but im so fully aware of it that it reduces the horribleness so now im just an empty person#i take classes on subjects i dont think i even want to have careers in. i dont really care for the future despite my worrying#theres so much i want to do and yet theres nothing i want to do#theres an inexplicable void in me that makes me feel like im being edgelord3000 but really. its just.#its just that theres a fucking void and nothing i do fills it. i write on ao3#and sometimes i dont know if i like myself at all or i like the kudos and comments i get.#anyway. s4pphoiduser out i guess. time to go back to studying for an exam i couldn't give two fucks about.
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AHG!!!!!!!!!!!
Im screaming until my throat hurts in my mind
#im so stupid n fucked up with mood swings#and i keep fucking up in my masking#like my dads not mean but hes just grumpy n blunt#so i just feel like i keep fucking up in everyday interactions#like every other sentence i say was just not the right one no matter how hard i try#like....he likes breakfast alot ok and gets sad of he sleeps too late on weekends#so i call him and he sounded upset so i tried to give an out like “oh its ok take your time” or something similar and he just louder and-#-angerier the kinder i try to be#so like what the fuck? :(#life just feels like a video game and some how im picking all the wrong dialoge options#masked? wrong. unmasked? wrong. mirror? wrong. wallflower? STILL SOMEHOW WRONG#writing those out n realizing how untrue i am to myself 95% of my time.....:')#fuck#i just reallu cant get it right#also admitidly i wanted to get out the house cus im having a bad mental episode kinda night like im warding off an anxiety attack#so it just hurts extra to be proven yet again that my dad has changed with age and now i am alone#:'(#im so sso so sad i wish i could cry with someone safe that would try to stop me just comfort me#i really really REALLY need to cry :(#but my emotions just make my dad mad......#and crying alone hurts my fucking chest so badly and usually ends in SH#i wish i could end it but im so scared of failing and pain and being a burden#i hate that im so stupid and broken i wish i was normal and could work and live in a real house :(#i just have so little hope for my future#and taking it one day at a time is for people who dont have literal Hell in there head#their*#i should let myself cry to get it out of my system but im so alone#i wish i could mentally step back and let someone else take the wheel.....#some people are mean drunks and then theres me; crying on my hands and knees scream begging to God to posses me with an Angel#i try to think that God has a plan and itll be worth it but....what if the plan is im a background chatecter and fade away?
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uuuuouhhghghhhhghggh i wanna work on m yWEBSITE
#listening to:#the xxxholic ost. honestly most of it isnt as groundbreaking as i remember it feeling when i was a kid but i still have a very deep fondnes#in my heart for it. and the opening and ending themes do still go hard as fuck#i wish that my wrist was normal and could be trusted with tasks right now. i finally did call for a doc appt and its at the end of december#so im kind of. mission: survive. for the next 3 months. i am trying to be so nice to my wrists but its really annoying to not have my#regular creative outlets. drawing and writing are off the board and those are my 2 biggest Things. cant sew or embroider either.#cant fiddle with my electronics. im trying to come up with more things to do that dont involve much wrist movement. but i cant really Make#anything without some involvement. its very frustrating... its been like a full month where i cant freely do things with my right hand#idk. i consider myself lucky that its painless during everyday stuff like eating or opening doors but. anything i really want to do hurts#or at least is profoundly uncomfortable in a way that i know it will start to hurt within like 10 minutes if i dont leave it alone.#i can do a good amount of computer tasks w my left hand but i can tell its not used to this amount of work either and is getting stressed.#which isnt ideal considering my left wrist is the one that has historically been prone to 'random' pain flares prior to any rsi-type deal.#no real winning here. not looking forward to living the next few months in a holding pattern on my life and projects. shit drives me nuts
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#im feeling very sad and low today :((#last year.... i was lonely bc it was the first midsummer my sisters had stopped speaking with me#but i had him. and i messaged with him during the entire day#and i sent him pics of my outfit and he complimented me#said it was pretty and that he liked my necklade and that my dress was nice :(((#i just loved talking to him so much#i miss it a lot like so much i feel empty and hollow without it </3#i can talk to others... and ofc i always appreciate nice things and compliments and messages from people. i really do#but it's just that thing when you are deeply in love with someone and they dont want you#when you're in love everything from that person is like pure liquid gold#so even if im happy that other ppl are nice to me#it's still like... compliments from him just made me come alive and made me so happy#getting attention from your crush and love interest is so special....#plus i just love like everything about him and i loved the way we talked :(#i just feel so empty and hollow bc im sad im so sad#this time last year he made me happy and i could talk to him all day#this time this year we're barely talking :(#and i feel so stupid and pathetic for saying things like i wanna understand him better and ask questions#and that i love him and he's the most special person to me#like can i read the room?!? why do i send shit like that when he is keeping his distance? im just bothering him with that stuff#if only he knew all the thing i have to supress and not tell him lmao#it hurts sm when there are so many things u wanna say to someone but you arent in a position to do so#bc they dont wanna hear it from u. oof that's pain bruv#i keep writing this post because i just cant let it go#i wish i could go back to last year#when he wanted pics from me and wanted me to message him#and we messaged like literally all day everyday#but now i feel bad and annoying for sending him any message :((#well... i am sad and heartbroken and that's just how i feel rn#i cant do anything other than accept it and just keep going 🤙
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man, i am more touch and sex repulsed than i thought
#i am too aspec and traumatised for society#like i thought i could tolerate to a good degree#and now i just freeze up and shut down#like i'm not interested in general in that way#but i'd love to be able to experience without my CPTSD flashing an alarm in my head#i always forget to realise just how bad my past has affected me#and how recent events have exacerbated my trauma and mental illnesses#vent#my queer identity is complex but how it interacts with my trauma destroys me everyday#personal#trauma#mental illness#probs why when i write fanfic as opposed to read it#i am in control of the narrative#i just wish more people understood that some people don't like certain affections#i'm crying why did all that have to happen to me???#none of this is fucking fair!!!!#rant
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#personal#i'm so miserable#Broke my 7 year sh streak#I want to die so bad#I wish I could want to live#Everyday for months ive felt physically choked#I'll delete later maybe I just need to vent a little bit#Refusing to believe I'm at rock bottom because I just can't fathom returning to the same place I was at when I was 18#I had nothing to live for at that point and I was so fucked up#But I'm better now! Everything I wanted to do I've done!#I don't feel as useless and alone anymore#So why am I still here being violent with myself#I write rants to put on my Instagram and delete them#Bc I realized they were serving as suicide notes and final remarks to the people I've met#So extremely bitter#The answer to the earlier question is probably just to end the constant pain#I can't do it anymore#How many times have I said that#And then I do it anyways#And then I end up here all relapsed and fucked up#Negative#I kind of just feel like 90% of the time things have gotten “better” I've actually just been manic#Making and saying irrational stuff#It's funny though because I don't think I've ever set out deliberately hurt someone#I definitely have hurt people by accident and I try so hard to be on guard to avoid that#And I think that's part of the reason I turn to hurting myself instead#But I just find it funny how other people set out to deliberately hurt me for small petty reasons#And then feel terrible after so they come saying sorry but blaming it on their mental health that they've never even researched or looked at#Before they used it as an excuse#I'm out of tags but yeah like I'm suffering and constantly declawing myself for everyone around me but I have to grin and bear it
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SCRATCH || BANGCHAN
MINORS DNI!
pairing: idol!chan x female!reader
summary: thanks to chan's solo stage you finally made him yours.
warnings: blood (from scratches obv), handjob, spanking, petnames (baby, honey, angel, sweetheart) unprotected sex, cursing
author's note: from my previous breakdown post bc of chan got me in an inspired mood so i made a little somethin somethin. still what the fuck was he thinking. also, if you're a regular reader by any chance (ily) you might have noticed i write jealousy tropes, IDKK WHY THO SORRY
important!: this is pure fiction, the act in this story is by my imagination and not based off true events. please do not copy the work.
enjoy!
It isn’t like you’re not supportive of your boyfriend. You’ve always been there for every idea, even if you thought that it wasn’t the best one. The things you have to deal with him being an idol settled deep into your mind, already accepting the consequences that may come in the way. But it’s not like you would ever give up your relationship with Chan just because he’s doing risky things that you may not like.
To be honest, it kind of became an advantage for you.
You would watch him having fun on stage with the other members, sometimes splashing water at each other, making everyone in the crowd either cheer or laugh at their silly behavior. There were times when they got sentimental, wishing all the happiness for STAY and the members for the future. It made you emotional just in the same way as you would watch them through the TV in your shared apartment.
And then there were times where you couldn’t help but squeeze your thighs together and wait for him.
“Had fun today?”
The sarcastic tone caught Chan’s attention as he’s doing his everyday night routine, just as he’s finishing up his shaving session. He knows exactly why you’re talking and reacting to him this way, you’ve been all fidgety with him since he got home from the first day of the tour, and when he stepped inside the apartment he saw you still sitting on the couch, not welcoming him in with the usual hug he gets.
Chan looks a little bit to the side so he can get a reflection of you changing in the room, the towel you used laying on the ground after taking a shower. Without him.
“Of course.It’s always heartwarming to meet with STAY’s. And the kids were so hyped about getting solo stages too.”
Now that just boils your blood.
“Oh, were they?” You keep your back facing him,not letting him see how frustrated you really are about the game he’s playing. “They were doing an amazing job indeed.” You shut your eyes momentarily before putting on your velvet nightgown, and slowly walking towards the bathroom where your boyfriend is staying.
“Yeah, I assume you saw mine too, right? Did you see the special makeup they did on me?” With pride he chuckles while putting away his shaving equipment, patting his dry as he picks up his toothbrush. His question should have a very easy and simple answer, yet here you are ready to give him a brainwash about not caring about your mental health. Cause what the hell was that? You can’t even form the offensive words you want to say to him out of frustration, you could never say anything negative about his performances in general — but the way he’s talking about it, so full of himself, you can’t help yourself. “I wonder who made all that.” It slips out, biting down on your lip softly to stop yourself from further embarrassment.
“It must’ve been the makeup artist of course, but I could’ve done a better job if you ask me.” You step into the bathroom just as you finish your sentence, Chan unable to answer due to his mouth full with mint scented bubbles.
As you want to pass behind him, you swipe your delicate fingers on his defined back muscles, the photos of him painted in scratches for the performance fills your vision.
“Makeup was unnecessary,to be honest.”
There’s something glinting in Chan’s eyes as a lopsided smile appears on his face, looking at you through the mirror placed above the bathroom counter. As the words leave your lips, he licks his plump lips slowly, putting away his toothbrush he just used. “If I had asked you, would you do it?”
The air stops suddenly in your throat,taking your eyes off of him as you busy yourself with something else infront of you. “Well…it doesn’t matter now.”
“Oh it does, honey.” Chan says lowly, his voice suddenly closer as you want it to, and you know perfectly he’s only a step away from you. “If I only knew my baby just wanted to help me out in my solo,” He snakes his arms around your waist slowly, his bare chest pressing into your clothed back as he’s standing behind you, whispering in your ear. “I could’ve used some help.” With that, he pressed a slow open mouth kiss on the side of your neck. his hands caressing the skin on your stomach.
“Should we recreate it and show it to my makeup artist?”
Chan whispers against your ear, biting down slightly on your earlobe as he makes eye contact with you through the mirror. You look already disheveled just from his touch, your nightgown scrunched slightly up as he kneads your stomach, one of his hands slowly inching up to your breasts. “Would you like that, baby?”
“I didn’t mean it like that, Chan – mhphm…” A small moan leaves your lips as he pinches your nipple in his slender fingers, continuing to make out with your neck as you try and compose yourself.
“How did you mean it then?” He grunts out as you push your backside on his crotch, his cock twitching already in his sleeping pants at the thought of you being jealous. “Tell me.”
“I–I just…” You try to form words, keeping yourself together and not yet falling for his words but then Chan sneakily slides his other down towards your waiting heat, his finger immediately meeting with slickness between your pussy lips. He groans again, grinding into your ass to ease the pain from being so hard. “Baby, if you want to scratch my back that badly just say it.” There’s something hiding behind his words which makes you shut your eyes from the pleasure he’s causing, your hands flying on the counter for support. “I kind of…wanted to..” Your breath hitches, cutting off your sentence when Chan flips your nightgown upwards to expose your wet pussy, your naked ass on display in front of him as he takes his hand away from your breast and caresses one of your cheeks. “You wanted what? Do you need some help darling?” He grunts under his breath when he feels you clench around his fingers, plugging it in and out to take your breath away. You moan out when you feel his fingers curl inside you, hitting that perfect spot that makes your back arch.
But Chan doesn’t give in that easily.
You suddenly feel a stinging pain on one of your cheeks, moaning out shamelessly from the sensation he just caused with his hand. When you pick your head up you see Chan already looking at you through the mirror, lust filled eyes raking over your already fucked out face. “Say it baby.”
You can feel his hand smoothing over the place he just spanked, the air in the bathroom so humid you can feel yourself getting sweaty again. His finger never stopped working inside you, with that spank almost knocking you over the edge.
When Chan doesn’t see you changing your mind and finally answer him, he only clicks his tongue and tilts his head to the side. Without a second thought, he slaps your ass again, his finger circling around your clit rapidly when he hears your pornographic moans echoing in the bathroom.
“I–I wanted to mark you!”
And there it is.
As you practically moan out the words, Chan’s finger is coated thickly with your cum as his words made you tip over the edge. Your whole body shaking in his arms as you come down your high slowly, trying to gather your thoughts and realizing what you just said.
When the words finally leave your mouth he can’t help but smirk, the possessive side of you finally showing for the first time in your relationship. “And why is that honey?” Chan teases you, seeing your ears red from the sudden confession you just made.
“Just so everyone knows that you’re mine..” You mumble quietly, shame overcoming you as it paints your cheeks deep red.
Something snaps inside Chan. He can’t help but groan out, his cock painfully hard against his pants as he turns you around and places his hands on your throat, slightly adding pressure on it. Before you know it, you’re pressed up against the wall, his lips already chasing yours.
“Do it baby.” He kisses you, his tongue sneaks through his lips to taste your lip balm you applied earlier he loves so much. “I want you to do your worst on me,” He whispers between kisses, his hand suddenly picking you up to put your legs around his waist. Your whole body welcomes him, your mouth opens as he slides his tongue inside once again, and your fingers landing into his freshly washed hair as he devours your lips. His hand scrunches up your gown once again before he presses his hardness into your slick core.
At the contact you moan out loudly, already wanting him inside you, to ease your pain that he caused.
“Feel that baby? It’s all yours. Nobody else has that but you.”
With a whine you throw your head on the wall, Chan’s lips continuing to leaves red splotches on your sensitive skin as he takes his hand and pushes down his boxers, hissing out the minute the air hits his precum covered cock, tip red from all the waiting and veins bulging with excitement.
He drags his wet tip over your puffy lips, spreading them open more to make room for himself when he circles around your clit. As he slides his length between your folds, you feel all emotions gather up inside you, the feeling too hazy as your vision becomes blurry from the need. “Channie,,please..”
“‘s okay baby,I’ll give it to you.” He chants when he finally pushes his tip inside you, groaning out from you uncontrollably clenching around his cock when he nearly settles halfway in. “You have to relax,angel. You make it impossible for me to–”
“Chan — I’m so sorry, I–” He hears you gasp out, your body all tensed up, your eyes wide open as you look into the mirror across you. He looks swiftly behind him to see your naked bodies melted into one, and then it catches his eye.
With one thrust he settles fully inside you, moaning from how incredibly tight you are around his length, keeping himself back to not buckle into you rapidly. He puts his hand on your chin, making you look into his eyes and not on his blood covered back. “I asked you to do this, right?” With a softened gaze, he makes sure you understand what he’s saying, not taking his eyes off of you until he sees your lust filled expression again instead of worry ones. “Right baby?”
“Y-yes..” You gulp when you see your fingers slightly covered in red around his neck. “But I didn’t want to-”
“It’s fucking hot.” He hisses, his voice whinier than usual as he puts his forehead on your chest, his hips starting to move. “You did such a great job sweetheart.” He pulls completely out before thrusting into you again, this time harsher as he hears your cries next to his ears.
When you take another look in the mirror, you see what you just caused. The moment you felt his cock hitting you so deeply you couldn't help but deepen your nails into his skin on his broad back, now covered with blood here and there. It softly dribbles down his defined muscles, and Chan is right. It is fucking hot.
So you clench around him again when you feel his fingers circling around your clit, his cock hitting the perfect spot as he moans out your name. “Do it again.” He demands, his hand flying on the wall next to your head to thrust up harder into you, making you roll your eyes. As you see Chan so deeply in emotions you scratch his back again, now only deep redness showing on his pale skin.
The pain on his skin makes him inch closer to his release. The jerks of his hips, slamming against your hips are quickening, becoming more erratic, intense and desperate. You cry out his name nonstop, feeling him twitching inside you.
“Give it to me.” He’s breathless as he chants into the side of your neck. “I need you to come around my cock baby.”
His demand tips you over the edge again, moaning out his name as you feel him curl against you, his shoulders on display for you to see what you painted on his back. His grunts are vibrating through your body, the pain melting into pleasure as he paints your insides with his thick cum, feeling so full of him, feeling him everywhere. Chan bites down softly on your skin,kissing the pain away quickly as you both come down from this high.
You are his. He made sure a long time ago, but now, you made sure he was yours too as you watch the crimson red blood slowly sliding down his back, gathering it on your fingers.
“It took a solo stage for you to claim me as yours?” Chan asks when he softly puts you down on the bathroom counter, a bright smile painting his face once again.
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