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[paimonial-rage]

consequences - alhaitham

[random writing event] | requested by @milkstore

Quite frankly, it was ridiculous. It only happened three times. Three times! However, that was enough to make, not only your friends, but even your brother go crazy over it. And for what? It was such a small thing! It really wasn’t anything special. More of a coincidence, really. 

The new student, Alhaitham, simply stopped you from falling three separate times. 

That was literally it. No, he did not catch you like a prince, nor did you fall dramatically into his arms. It wasn’t like it wasn’t normal for you to fall either. You fell all the time. It just so happened that Alhaitham was behind you three times in a row. And just for reference, no, this was not a sign of God. This was not you tripping over the famed red string of fate. It was a coincidence. A simple uncomplicated coincidence.

But no matter how much you tried to insist, people would never stop teasing you about it. One told you to divine the stars to see if he was your soulmate. Another said that at this point, you should just ask him out. What did they not get about coincidences? The only consequence you should have received for falling was a twisted ankle, not any of this!

So as you walked to your next Rtawahist class, you paid extra attention to the floor. You would make sure there would be nothing to trip you up this time—not a root, stray paper, or puddle. You would make it to your class safely to spite the teasing eyes of your friends and family. No matter what they said, you would make it to your next class unscathed.

At least, that’s what you would’ve done had the huge student in front of you not stopped walking out of the blue. Unfortunately, because your eyes were glued to the floor, you suddenly and rudely found yourself ricocheting back, and once more came the familiar dropping sensation in your gut and loss of your limbs. But before you could fall to the floor in a crumpled heap, a firm hand caught your back.

A very familiar hand.

…

“If you’re trying not to fall, staring at the ground isn’t going to be the answer. Try being more careful.”

And with that, the hand left your back and his arm brushed against yours as he passed. Though his eyes were upon the book in his hand, there he went navigating the busy halls of the Akademiya with ease. 

A giggle came to the side from your friend.

You gritted your teeth.

“Shut up.”

[mimi-cee-genshin]

replying to your previous response about albedo: "He's actually so funny. Like how he casually slips in jokes and sarcasm here and there and even flirts."

do you think albedo had to learn what these things are (as normal human beings do while interacting with the world) or do you like to think albedo already sort of had it in him or something? idk, i was thinking it would be really funny to have albedo, fresh and new synthetic human, being flirted with and he's like 'what are you trying to do' only to realise it years later.

ugh. i need more albedo lore... haha -- @milkstore

Wait! I initially had no idea about this before because we really don't have a lot of info about his history besides his origins. But his reaction to being flirted with is so funny!!! I can see him trying to understand it and even trying it out himself.

Now my headcanon is that he has tried flirting here and there as a experiment and thought the reactions he got were pretty amusing. And over time, he learned that humans typically flirted with people they were attracted to, he became more careful about who he flirted with.

And now I'm thinking this could be an angst (with happy ending) prompt/idea of a girl from his past who misunderstood his flirting? And maybe she got upset at him and they had a fallout as close friends and then they meet again years later.

[miffydolls]

mtt doodle jumpscare i think (i have Never drawn him in my LYFE)

[pen-observing]

random question: give us 3 qualities of dottore.

not 3 qualities you like about him. or 3 qualities you hate. i guess, give us 3 points you've observed about him. put him under your microscope. share with us ur dottore thoughts.

also how's neuvillette for you? -- @milkstore

OMG HELLO DEAR MILK!! You always have the best questions oh my God I love this. Even if it was very challenging cus we cling to qualities we hate or love about the characters but here they are:

Dottore is not rude, he is polite. You can call him arrogant, overly confident, blunt and etc. but you cannot call him rude in conversation. He follows conversations very well and, more importantly, when he speaks he always has a start, middle and end. We haven't heard him yell yet; he has a very good grasp of holding and giving the floor. He doesn't talk just about himself or his research; he gives compliments when people deserve them and asks plenty of questions so the other person also gets a turn to talk.

Dottore still considers himself a scholar and is aware that he is tied to Sumeru in many ways. He still calls it his homeland and seems to be very critical about the academiya not progressing. This could be due to him being expelled but also it is just an ingrained part of his personality. He only called one thing worthy that the academiya worked on ( the sound ray) and whenever he meets a scholar, he appraises them and if they are a good fit according to objective standards. Like, he has no problem giving Tighnari his compliments but he also won't hesitate to insult a careless researcher. Kind of like...everyone gets a chance to prove themselves in his eyes but he judges quickly and swiftly.

Uhm, he swings one arm more than the other when he talks and I find it rather funny asjkda. For a more serious quality; he knows dimensions of the universe that teyvat is very well. Notice how he talks about the aspect of time and his clones; then look up ishtaroth's name meaning and some of the things she did + what the artifacts represent. I guess that makes it 4 not 3 but you get it.

I think Neuvillette....so far has my favorite voice out of all of my genshin blue men...he is so,,, he fits the criteria for my men. Kind, capable and pathetic. I love those men irl and now him too heheh

[cynicalmusings]

i think u have a good grasp of xiao’s character. how abt… the prompt “to play with fire” and xiao? — @milkstore

As the old human saying goes, ‘To play with fire risks getting burned.’ It serves as a warning against recklessness, overconfidence, arrogance; the aspects of man’s nature which goad us on to flirt with danger. 

To Xiao, the saying is meaningless. Why should one concern themselves with fire when they have already been burned beyond repair? When their skin is so charred, so coated with ash, that they feel nothing of the flame’s heat? When they are too used to the pain and the crumbling remains that it no longer bothers them at all?

Only once in Xiao’s life did he ever ‘play with fire’. It was not a matter of recklessness, though he supposes he should have been more careful; nor one of overconfidence—well, he admits he should have known better; or of arrogance (though the notion that he could trump the passage of time was nothing short of arrogant in hindsight).

The only time Xiao played with fire was for love.

It had been with a mortal. That was his first mistake. He knew how fragile mortals were; how quickly their lives came and went like a shooting star blinking across the sky, how they barely ever survived to a mere century. 

But he had been younger, then—foolish, then—and for a bright, shining moment, he had dared believe that maybe, somehow, this would not end in death like everything else for him did. That maybe, somehow, you would live a life long enough to spend with him.

Of course, Xiao had been wrong. 

The second mistake he made was letting you in. Once he let his walls down for you, he never wanted to build them back up again. He wanted to let your fingers roam his sharpest edges, cradle his softer ones, let you see and know every part of him as he laid his soul bare before you for your eyes only: the strong, the weak, the beautiful, the ugly. You did this, and you loved him, and he thinks he will never forgive you for it.

Building his walls back up again had been such hard work.

His third mistake was loving you back. 

If he had been playing with fire, then you were the flame: the one which warmed him, nurtured him, and ultimately left him colder than ever when you left, leaving nothing behind except for blackened, grey scars in Xiao’s mind where bright memories had one been.

After this, he learned why humans had their odd sayings, such as ‘to play with fire risks getting burned’. It was to prevent kindling that spark of pain before it could blaze into an inferno and consume everything in its wake until all that was left was ash, heartbreak, and skin too numb to ever feel again.

Xiao’s final mistake was that he learned it too late.

[strxnged]

congrats on winning the giveaway!! -- @milkstore

thank you i am still in denial oml

[dustofthedailylife]

🫖 dump a headcannon or theory here -- @milkstore

[Genshin Ask Game]

Okay so, spoiler warning for Fontaine AQ ahead!

. . . I think Childe...

may be dead. Like, not in the way that "he has death flags he is going to die eventually" but actually that he is dead right at this moment. He's a walking corpse.

I think the fatui want to revive the third descender and they're trying to collect the gnosi because they want to put the fragments back together to do just that.

Fun fact here: Childe may even be that third descender as indications are pointing to the fact that he isn't from Teyvat (I know he technically has a family but there is an explanation to that somewhere I'm sure.) One indicator: There is an achievement against the Childe boss that is called Outlander vs. Outlander (and if the Outlander is meant in the same way as the Outlander refers to the Traveler... sus).

Another thing is that it would explain his dead fish eyes if he was in fact dead at the moment. Skirk said in the Fontaine AQ that once a person dies their bond with the world becomes like a curse and that is the reason she refuses to go back to the surface - she too has dead eyes.

Childe is also referred to as the "weapon of war" by the tsaritsa. So maybe that refers to him being the weapon against the heavens because he is the vessel for the gnosi or even the dead third descender.

Also fishy that Childe was never allowed to touch a gnosis directly so far. There was always something in between him and them *coincidentally*.

Oh and then there is also this:

and this (which might actually not even be hollow talk to gas himself up):

[k-nich]

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[andromeda-nova-writing]

My Favorite Actor Is…

Fem!Reader

Summary: Infatuation over a film star. It’s a very common thing to have happen. There’s not much to be done over it besides talking about said infatuation over that actor. And if there is jealousy to be had at least handle it as healthy as possible.

Words: 975

AN: I wrote almost all of this on my phone as I was dealing with the holidays when it was written. Just when I thought I would have time to myself to edit the fic and make sure things made sense, I got a new puppy. So it was either edit the fic and be unsure if things made sense or get help. Thanks @milkstore. You are the best. Puppies are tiring but very cute.

“Ayaka had me and Thoma go with her to see a film earlier today,” Y/N explained as she poured herself and Ayato a cup of tea. The two of them were still warming up after coming back to the estate from Inazuma City. The winter air had been so chilly with flurries landing on them but not sticking to the ground.

“Did the three of you enjoy yourselves?” He took a towel trying to dry off his hair. Even though it was flurries, being out there long enough meant that two of them were a little soaked. They had hurried in quickly changing into something dry leaving just hair affected by the snow.

“Yes. It was quite exciting. But I did have one gripe with it.” Ayato could hear the disappointment in her voice changing so fast from the happy one she had started the conversation with.

“What would that be?” He left the towel wrapped around his shoulders to avoid his hair dripping. Ayato grabbed the teacup and took a sip embracing the warmth it brought him.

“There was a new actor in the film. He had the most gorgeous eyes but only had a few lines of dialog.” Y/N rolled her eyes before she frowned. “It was an absolute waste of perfect talent. And to make matters worse, that's the only film he's in.”

Ayato remained silent before letting out a single word in judgment, “Oh.” Now he wasn't one to let jealousy affect him. That was a silly emotion filled with insecurities that he didn't have. But to say he wasn't the slightest bit affected by her words was a lie. One that he would tell because who was he to dump feelings he should process on his own onto his lover.

Any understanding of his emotions was ignored. “Ayaka had told me he even turned down a role that would have given him more screen time. It’s such a crime really. What I would give to see him on screen for those two hours rather than just two minutes.” He could practically see the hearts in her eyes. 

Ayato didn’t think there would come a day where he’d be annoyed even if it was just slightly by the look she had in her eyes. There wasn’t anything to feel threatened by though. If she had to stand by his side while someone tried to openly flirt with him while he and Y/N were holding hands, he could at the least let her fantasize about someone she would never meet.

“Maybe you’ll get lucky and he will get cast in another movie.” He did his best to remain engaged in the conversation. When he looked down at his cup filled with the most gorgeous green tea he hated the reflection that looked back. 

“I wish. Sadly he’s too busy with other projects to even think about acting.” Ayato enjoyed the small victory he had gained even though Y/N was upset at the fact she was telling him. Who knew her love of the arts would betray him?

“Well just be glad that he was able to appear in this film.” He comforted her. Maybe the lack of rest was getting to him if such a disgusting emotion as jealousy was trying to make an appearance.

“I am. I do wish I could at least meet the actor and tell him how well his performance was. Thoma said you’d be able to make that happen.” Y/N had placed an empty teacup on the table. He hadn’t even noticed that she was drinking it this entire time.

All Ayato knew was Thoma who he thought was filled with so much loyalty had betrayed him unknowingly earlier. Now he had to compete for his wife’s attention with some mystery actor that he would do his best to never let her meet. “If they are busy it might be easier to get an autograph.” He hoped that Ayaka would be okay with him using her as a way to talk through these emotions later.

“Really? But even Ayaka agreed that he would find the time to talk.” Y/N spoke with a frown that hid the smirk she really had. Not that Ayato could notice at the moment.

How do you ground your adult younger sister and man who grew up almost like a second sibling to him? “That’s not guaranteed dear. It’s a bit of wishful thinking. Ayaka and Thoma don’t even know the man. Who even is this actor anyway?” His composure was finally beginning to break. He wasn’t proud of it.

Y/N laughed. “I didn’t even tell you the movie we saw. I’m sorry. The movie was The Two Musketeers.” It wasn’t often that Ayato felt embarrassed. “The actor was a man named Kamisato Ayato. You sure I won’t be able to meet him?”

It was at moments like this that he was reminded why he and Y/N had wed. It was also moments like this that reminded him one of the reasons they wed was that they both enjoyed a bit of mischief and teasing each other now and then. It was something that lately he had been catching her off guard with. And here he was getting a taste of his own medicine at the moment.

“Y/N.”

“Yes.” She answered with a laugh. 

“I would prefer if you would try to not make me jealous of myself.” Ayato requested with a sigh.

“You know I was wondering when you would catch on.”

“It’s been a long day. A long week.” He explained. She could see the tiredness on his face.

“Why don’t we get my favorite actor to bed then instead of trying to hold a conversation about the day?”

“That would be smart.”

[may-fall]

what if modern day Odyssey but its actually Odysseus getting somehow kidnapped on the way back home from the milkstore and then it takes him 20 years to return home with a block of..... very expired milk (that is by now something solid and probalby used as a weapon at some point or something)

The implications of this is funny but also extremely dark because WHAT EVEN HAPPEND INBETWEEN THE 20 YEARS?!! AND ALSO HOW AND WHY IS HE CAUGHT UP IN A SITUATION LIKE THIS?!?!

Oh yeah by the time he reunites with his familly , theres a bunch of random dudes looking for some Hot-Single-Mothers-In-Your-Area , because Telemauchos' bullies put his mom on some shady site and now she gets bothered by random dudes every day at her door...

[paimonial-rage]

symbiosis - tighnari

[random writing event] | requested by @milkstore

“N-No, it’s not that. It’s… It’s symbiosis!” You exclaimed the moment the word came to mind.

“‘Symbiosis…’” He repeated, deadpan.

“Y-Yes!” You stuttered. “We have a symbiotic relationship!”

“A ‘symbiotic relationship,’” he repeated once again flatly.

You laughed nervously.

He didn’t believe you at all.

“Look, okay, just listen. For example, uhm, mushrooms. Mushrooms are an example of our symbiosis.”

He looked just about ready to leave the room at that point.

“Hear me out,” you continued with a nervous laugh. “I don’t like mushrooms while you like mushrooms. That’s why I sit next to you at dinners because I can give you my mushrooms. You benefit by getting more mushrooms, (I mean, everyone knows how much you love them), and I benefit by not getting known as the environmentally unfriendly forest ranger that wastes their food. It’s symbiosis!”

“Uh… huh…” he finally replied, exasperation finely intertwined in his voice.

“Oh, but I’m not done yet!” You abruptly announced once another idea came to mind. “You see, there’s also… People. Yes, you don’t like people while I do. That’s why I opt to work with you so much. You benefit because you don’t have to deal with irritating travelers coming your way asking dumb questions while I benefit by filling my social battery and meeting people from across Teyvat! Isn’t that rather symbiotic?”

He sighed at that point, massaging his temples in annoyance.

“That’s not actually–”

“Wait, I have one more!” You cried, your hands out so as to stop him from walking away.

He sighed.

“Fine. What is it?”

“Another way we are symbiotic is with lunch!” You declared as confidently as you could. “As you know, I come from a big family, so whenever I make my lunch for the day, I always make too much. You are the first person I see everyday, so that’s why I always give the extras to you. You benefit by getting a free lunch and I benefit by, once again, becoming a model forest ranger by not wasting food!

“This is why, while people like Nasrin and Amir say that I have a huge crush on you, in actuality, it only seems like that because we naturally benefit each other like in a well-functioning symbiotic relationship! Nothing more than that!”

Your breath came heavy in your chest as you finished your magnificent speech. Did you say that whole thing in one breath? You weren’t sure. Regardless, if it wasn’t clear at the start, your point should have been made by now. Granted, Tighnari’s exhausted expression wasn’t the most promising, but you had no plans to go back on your word.

But seeing that you were finally done, Tighnari finally stopped massaging his forehead and turned his attention to you once more. Placing his fists against his hips, he let out a deep breath so as to calm his nerves. He then looked straight into your eyes with an intensity that pinned you to where you stood.

“So you don’t have feelings for me?” He asked, though it felt more as a statement than anything else.

“No.”

“Are you positive?”

You grinned.

“Absolutely! It’s just good ol symbiosis at work!”

You couldn’t help but gulp nervously as his eyes narrowed searching you even more. But once he had his answer, his eyes shut as he let out a disappointed sigh.

“Well, that’s a shame,” he let out with a resigned shrug of his shoulders. “I have feelings for you, but I guess you don’t feel the same. I suppose I’ll just have to give up.”

And with that, he then turned and walked away, not even giving you a chance to process his words. But once you did, panic dropped straight into your gut. Nearly tripping over yourself, you scrambled after him.

“W-Wait! I’m sorry, I was lying. No, come back, just hear me out! Tighnari!!!!!”

[mimi-cee-genshin]

hand over ur thoughts abt ur new wip now!! it’s a demand (jk, but if u r willing, do tell us moreeee) — @milkstore

Ahsjdkdkfkd. Okay. It's Ekulo's fault for suggesting Aether. Here's my working premise for my Aether x f!reader idea:

Delivering letters to the renowned traveler gave you the unique privilege of seeing him fairly often. Most could only dream of meeting him in person. He was so kind and friendly that you could understand why he got so many letters. You never thought he'd be interested in a regular girl like you.

I'm currently checking out his voice lines and there are so many of them 😅 I'm trying to think of something to show his teasing side because I headcanon him to be type to be friendly with everyone but subtly teases and flirts the person he likes. Like... he's smooth but does it with a big friendly smile that you'd miss it if you weren't paying attention and he'd just have fun doing this to you every time he sees you lol. (With Paimon being clueless about what's going on. lol.)

I just... don't have any ideas for dialogue yet so that's where I'm currently stuck. (And should probably revisit this idea another time.)

[miffydolls]

i'll post this one too btw

@bigbadconnivingbastard HEYYYYYYY

[pen-observing]

idk if you answered this before, but how would you describe your writing style? what about it do you like? — @milkstore

I love questions like these but I always think other people describe out writing styles better. I can just tell you what I hoped my writing would be like when i made this blog instead !!

I wanted it to be like water in a lot of ways. Typhoons and oceans and flowing ebbs and tides that communicate with the moon and rain and morning dew; basically I wanted to find the shape of any emotion and I wanted to contain it and burst around it when I wrote. I still like to imagine that I am doing that; writing that shapes itself and reshapes itself.

I don't reread my writing often but what I find I like about it is hmmm tenderness? and how I often use mundane things to describe something grand or make them as important.

Writing influences are hard for me cus I don't try to emulate anyone but I think subconsciously we might still do it. And, in no particular order besides the first two, here is a list of (some) of my fav writers: Virginia Woolf, Marcel Proust, Tolstoy, Jane Austen, Nabukov.

I am hoping to get my hands on a Sally Rooney book soon because I need to read more modern works by people who are still alive AJDSKLA

[cynicalmusings]

christmas party :3 what line of ur wip wld u grace us? — @milkstore

And this stranger, indeed; this Albedo, who bears such an air of royal grace to him (there is present in him, you have noticed, an implacable sense of reservation, of refinement and unassuming dignity befitting of a prince); this host who is bears a gilded star upon his throat; this Albedo, whose visage is a glass screen, a pool of reflective water, the surface disturbed by falling droplets and rippling outwards into the faces of your past. This guide of yours, who has not saved you—how can you be sure his intentions are noble?