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crucifiedkiss · 2 months ago

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◌ೆ୧　 ͢YOUR MAIL HAS BEEN DELIEVERED ♡

𓈒⠀⠀⁺⠀𝜗 crucifiedkiss ╱ p. jackson x gn! reader 𝜚

ꨄ︎ drbl ++ hcs dating percy pt2. ⏤ ﹙cupid﹚ 🪽 ˖ ׁ ⁩

ಲ ͏ㅤ ׅㅤㅤcw: show!percy (i havent read the book(s) ...), season not specified, requested by 🦇anon ♡, ooc (proudly), not much plot, kissing (obv ..), fluff, silly teenagers being silly teenagers, drabble (drbl) ++ headcanons (hcs), drbl is pre-dating/before dating, YAPPING SO HARD IM SO SRRY 😭😭ㅤ✿𝅼

( ｡>﹏<) "YIPPEEEE TY 44 THE REQUEST !!! percy jackson my sweet bb GRAAHHHH !!! enjoy ml 🫂 IVE STARTED READING PJO BTW GUYS IM ON THE 2ND ONE (THE SEA OF MONSTERS) :3" ⏤ c.k.　と

　ㅤ، ׁ 　 ͢🦇ANON SENT A LETTER ♡

ㅤㅤ❛ ⠀⠀YOUR WRITING IS SO GOOD??? AND YOUR ART??? AUGHH eats your art (it tastes like marshmallows) ^,_,^ can you write literally anyone from percy jackson... 🫂 :3 SORRY I DONT HAVE ANY PROMPT IDEAS😪⠀⠀— 🦇

𝜗୧ ּ݂⠀💌 dating percy jackson would include ﹗

　　　⏤　 him being extra soft when having to spar/practice fighting with u. the way his movements r a little more sluggish in a way, hesitant to put full force into attacking u, him usually ending up letting u win just so he can see that victorious look on ur face which leaves him happy for the rest of the day knowing he made u happy :3 the way he sheepishly laughs when u ask if he is actually putting effort to which he just shrugs and awkwardly rubs his nape, rejecting eye contact. he rlly wasnt a good liar😓 ... the way he barely even tries to swing at u but still does, not wanting to seem like he has completely no spark to him. the way he waits until ur fully gone before huffing, mumbling smth abt how its kinda embarrassing to act like a noob at sparring .. it was worth it tho to see ur the glee on ur face :) he never did want to hurt u, practicing or not. if he did, ur getting DRAGGED to someone as he begs for them to see if ur hurt rlly bad (has done this before definitely when u fell and scraped ur knee just BARELY or smth) (<- just wants u to be ok) (<- biggest green flag lowkey...❗) u have to tell him desperately that ur fine or else he is just going to proceed to bring u to someone to help u

　　　⏤　 kissing percy and him tasting like seasalt .. could u expect anything less tho? not in a bad way or anything, but he just tasted like the ocean physically lived in his mouth 24/7. never tell him so tho, he will whine like a baby and deny it – for a guy who likes water so much, he seems not to like that certain information. if u do tell him, no matter the amount of reassuring, he is brushing his tongue extra good that night and next morning, leaving you feeling slightly bad. it, of course, the taste doesnt go away. he is literally the son of poseidon: why WOULD it go away ??? be wary tho, it will leave ur mouth tasting of the same seasalt ,,, good thing is is that the taste is more faint, only lasting for a minute or two before fading ! hope u can last that long with the taste of the literal sea ..! ^_^" .... him being nervous abt kissing u aswell thooo. like, not nervous like "OH MY GOD UR MY FIRST KISS SAHSOHDODNWKX" or whtvr, but like "oh jeez ur rlly cool and stuff and what if i mess this up and and and" type nervous. normally, he was a confident and outgoing person, but smth about u just makes me a lil stiff in his movements – he does eventually get better, but would probably be vry hesitant at first ... idk idk just a thought :3 OMG WAIT: him, on a few occasions, wearing blue lipstick on purpose just for the reason he knows it will show up a LOT better and because it is rlly fun to see u frantically trying to wipe away the lipstick as percy smiles mischeviously. he looks a lil silly with the blue lipstick on but seeing ur face covered in lipstick marks from HIM ??? physically giggles, kicks his feet, and twirls his hair at night thinking about ur face covered in those lipstick marks (he is a little delulu pls excuse him😞) ... overall likes seeing ur skin covered with the pretty blue. would do it again and again and again and again and .. yeah .. SRRY FOR YAPPING BUT ALSO ???? ESKIMO KISSES ??? the tired giggle he lets out in the morning as he gives u the faint brush of his nose against urs is make me SICK thinking of it /pos does this as a way to say goodmorning :3 also, absolutely would BEGGG for a spiderman kiss. he doesnt know how to initiate it, but the moment ur upside down, he is SPRINTING 😭😭 pls do a spiderman kiss he is inlove with the idea. like ... a kiss ?? upside down ?? lowkey chaotic but in a cool way ??? yippee !!! sign him up !!! ALSO ALSO: tango dip kisses (dipping someone down, usually done during a dance/tango dancing, and kissing them), butterfly kisses (kissing someones eyelashes), underwater kiss (self explanatory, but kissing underwater), ETC. !!! sign him up🗣🗣🔥🔥

　　　⏤　 him worrying about everything he does, thinking about what u would think abt him doing this one thing. "is my hair curled enough today? i hope they like it ...", "would they appreciate the small details on this outfit?", "would they like my different cologne? would they even notice it?" type of thinking. takes everything into consideration and rlly hopes u notice the small things he does for u. makes sure it doesnt seem desperate .. works sometimes. always asking annabeth her opinion on stuff, assuming she would know tons on u, true or not. cue annabeth coming up to u one day and huffing abt percy practically daily asking her questions about u – he is just trying to be sweet but oh my gods😓 always yapping. takes u into consideration with almost every action/decision he does lowkey😭 has saved him plenty of times honestly ... not all the time tho cause he is still the silly dumb person he is but /silly/pos

　　　⏤　 him absolutely hyping u UP and just being rlly sweet/supportive !!! oh, ur feeling down ?? immediate compliment and a chasted kiss to ur cheek. having a bad day ?? gently brushing his knuckles against urs, just to remind u that he is open to talk about anything at any moment ... etc. etc. he is HAPPY to give u a new compliment/fresh joke each day if that is what makes u happy or just anything u enjoy. u like rocks ?? gives u tons. u like astrology ?? getting u a telescope so u can look at the stars and books on stuff like such, AND SO MUCH MORE !!! just wants to support what u like doing, featuring motivating and joyous grins. never turning down a opportunity to let u know ur doing amazing or just doing ur best, sneaking a few silly flirts in there aswell cause its PERCY were talking abt😭

　　　⏤　 lingering everything. and by that i mean: lingering touches, lingering stares, lingering ... everything, as said. just seems like the person to be rlly obvious with how much he loves u. the touches were so gentle, as if a feather just lightly caressing over the skin, and the stares were so loving that u would expect his pupils to be practically shaped into hearts and the ocean blue of his eyes overall would become a pink-ish color just filled with affection alone and seeming as if he had been blessed by aphrodite themselves. it is such a painfully obvious thing that he just cant help, wanting to let his touch stay a little longer to feel the nice comforting feel of ur skin against just the tips of his fingers, his gaze to dash all over ur face as he tries deciding what to actually stare at which ultimately ends up everytime on ur own eyes just a little longer– he wanted time as a whole to stop just so he could stare at u forever. maybe it was the way the sun just beautifully illuminated ur skin, the way ur eyes shimmered ... blah blah blah. ur perfect in his eyes, case closed !!

dating this, dating that. it was always romantic stuff these days. percy never found the appeal at first, making a playful gag sound as someone longed on about their one and only. it wasnt like he never thought of having a partner of sorts, but it just seemed, well, weird, which was understandable for a kid of his age. being young, desiring a relationship could be likely, sure, but with percy he was unsure. as life progressed, he slowly came to realization that a partner could not only be a romantic interest he, himself, could long about like others have, but also be someone he could just lean onto at times. arguably, a partner was someone he could just really be himself with.

with ever-so much hesitancy, he slowly got into the loving life, and gods he never regrets it. maybe fate, maybe not, but the fact he stumbled upon you just on the day he finally decided to try out dating was a miracle to him. you left his heart clenching comfortably, stomach swirling with feelings he was just never sure of. was this what love truly felt like? maybe you were the one. he prayed to every god out there and to aphrodite specifically that he wouldnt stumble over his words like a love-sickened idiot.

would you even like him? his hair was really messy today. maybe you would like his messy hair? gods, he was thinking to deeply into this. youre just another person at camp. 'calm down,' he thought to himself and, obviously, it hadnt worked. when has that ever worked for him, realistically? whatever. off topic.

first time speaking to you and he, embarrassingly enough, had stuttered and his voice cracked about three times – great going percy, absolutely peachy job! one awkward conversation later, you surprisingly became his friend. he didnt know how that even happened, thinking on the spot of you seeing him that you would just ignore him or something ... where was his confidence? he sighed in relief nonetheless, knowing that with enough encouragement from him—and likely others because he was horrible at both keeping and hiding secrets—, that he would maybe have a chance.

"just say tons of jokes. maybe they like jokes ... gods i hope they like jokes." he mumbled to himself before slowly beginning to walk towards you, pace so slow it would almost seem like he dreaded talking to you which was quite the opposite. just talk. that was simple enough, right? hes got this, hes got this.

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neonmetro · 3 days ago

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Sorry for the second ask, but there were some things I forgot to put in the first one, and I was half asleep writing that one, so please forgive me 😭

I would also like to know about Viola. . .they look so KSNXNCJCJFNGN FUCKING TERRIBLE ITS AMAZING *takes a long dreamy sigh*

I also kept holding off on asking for awhile but uh Tantalus, minos, lamia, and sisyphus. . .I see some resemblance to a certain quartet I could mention right now and I'm not sure if my mind is playing with my ass. . .I noticed it in your toyhouse for awhile but uhhhh, I was way to nervous to ask

-Ulysses loving anon

no you're so good... ty for sending multiple asks jdkfhhjdfkj

OKAY LIKE I SAID ATILLA (he/she) AND VIOLA (she/they) ARE BASED OFF OF CHARACTERS IN THE 12TH NIGHT. just. most of the plot of 12th night only happen later in their life

atilla is the older twin of viola and when they turned 18 they immediately moved out of their parents' house and started looking for work. they barely got by but managed to stay afloat by doing errands for fixer neighbors. they applied to multiple wings but one day they get a letter from lobcorp that they've been accepted to become feathers, atilla a agent, viola a clerk (doesn't really do wonders for her mental health but it is what it is)

tho eventually lobcorp falls and the branch they were in falls (tho there is a main lobcorp timeline where none of that happens and most of 12th night also doesn't happen, it just follows viola and atilla in lor)

however in lcb/canon timeline, viola just has to deal with her insecurities of not being good enough and having an identity outside of her brother and uh. She Sure Is Not and Will Not Continue Having a Good Time. in their adulthood, they end up trying to do more odd jobs to stay afloat after the collapse of L. corp and cuts off after act 3 when atilla duels a nobleman and kills him while getting confused for being viola, leading viola to run away and getting picked up by lcb to escape the consequences temporarily. she doesn't know atilla is still alive and she's just so shellshocked about everything and is attempting to not show that

viola's canto is mainly facing the consequences of your actions and identity, and most of her issues are Still unresolved, but she's slowly getting better and coming to terms she may be transgender (SHE HAS SO MANY ISSUES. I'M SORRY!!!!!!!!!)

viola comp she's so sillay

also yeas.... sisyphus, tantalus, minos, and lamia are all connected to the four horsemen... they're the original horsemen in the kescorp universe, the horsemen versions of themselves were pulled from a mirror world!

#noodle doodle #oc #neon tedtalks #ask #project moon #limbus company #limbus company oc #lcb #lcb oc #lobotomy corporation #neon's sketchbook #viola #atilla

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stevie-petey · 2 months ago

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GOD the last chapter was so so heartbreaking to read :( bug just wants steve to live his own life without dragging him with her to college in fear of it being the cause of their relationships downfall in the future UGHH and max and bugs sisterhood will never not make me cry they’re just so alike that it actually scares me bc they’re both willing to do anything to protect those around them (and are both stubborn about it!!) i don’t even know where to begin with dustins crying 😭😭 he’s forever bugs baby brother!! i love how even if they’re going thru a rough patch as siblings they still care for eachother just as much if not more now that they’re aware of what’s happening in hawkins <3 robin is still hawkins #1 bae like if no one’s gonna take her out Ik here im ready please give me a chance!! sorry vickie! (sorry i just had to share my thoughts about rob) AND IM WISHING EDDIE STRENGTH FOR WHATS ABOUT TO COME oh btw nance and bug?? i love these two so much!! and i love how instead of creating a big fight over jealousy between the two girls we got them as supportive gfs who literally praises eachother everytime <3 my adhd is so bad excuse this very very long anon letter

but yeah jonathan..ily but not on my watch….you leave bug and steve alone okay? please and ty <3 btw i hope school is going okay for u!! sending love x

-a very very stressed anon (leaving this strawberry & star cuz ik i’ll send more rants soon! 🌟🍓)

every time i watch season 4 im just like damn rip eddie u didnt stand a chance. poor lad.

but YES bug n max <333 theyve always had a cute lil connection so them fighting literal demons together seemed very fitting. same for nance and bug, i see them all on the same wavelength of "we all mutually respect each other even though we are lowkey too similar to get along"

now max and bug both willing to die for their loved ones ,,,, oh just u wait <3

steve and bug :(( their first real fight and its about literally spending the rest of their lives together. very typical of them tbh. sucks that trauma is preventing this from happening rip.

and DUSTIN !!! man i love complex sibling relations ugh when theyre flawed its so <333 like yes !! be human !! hurt each other !!

#ask #🌟🍓anon #m speaks #cute emojis !!!#also ilu robin #jon ur on thin ice #as usual

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aces-and-angels · 11 months ago

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Could you please do a M!MC x Abel where the MC gets really flustered by nicknames, and Abel takes every opportunity to take advantage of it.

Congratulations on 100 followers :3

ooo- what a fun prompt! i know this took a while to get to you, anon. ty for bearing with me- enjoy the blurb 🖤

Nicknames, Abel x Rowan (M!MC)

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Abel's life was in shades of pink.

Faded- like the old apron that hung on the hook by the oven. Two sizes too small and covered in oil stains too stubborn to be washed away; it was safe to say it’d seen better days. And he remembered those all too well even as the years went by. He absently traced the letters that were carefully stitched into the fabric over and over, feeling the bumps and curves against his skin. All of it forming a name that stayed right by his heart.

Lupe.

His father spent a week practicing his stitch work on old fabrics until his hands were made up of more bandages than fingers. A small smile graced his lips at the memory.

"Papá, do they hurt?"

"Does what hurt, mijo?" Abel gestured to his heavily bandaged hands. "Oh, these? They're fine, mira." He dropped his needle, wiggling his fingers freely. "I even have my thumbs."

Despite his reassurance, Abel continued to frown. "Mamá says not to play with sharp things."

"She's right. Sharp things are dangerous."

"Then why are you poking yourself so much?"

His father burst into a rich, rumbling laughter, which only confused him further. "It's not on purpose. I'm practicing."

"Practicing for what?" With his curiosity fully piqued, he abandoned his desk for a spot at his father's side. An old Danish butter cookie tin packed with spools of thread sat between them. Being this close, he noticed the same word messily stitched on every piece of fabric. "What's a lo-de?"

"Lupe," his father corrected with a chuckle. "That's mamá's name."

His eyes widened. "Really?"

"Cross my heart," he swore, drawing an 'X' over his chest while barely containing a smirk. "You remember mamá's new job at the bakery?"

“Uh-huh,” he chirped excitedly.

"Well, all bakers have a good apron. So I'm making a special apron just for her."

"Why?"

"Because I love your mamá. And when you're in love with someone, you'll do anything to see them smile."

"Anything?"

"Anything."

"Even if it's scary?"

"Even then."

His mind spun wildly at his father's statement. Even more so at how sure he sounded. "Do you love me that much, papá?"

"Mijo, tú eres mi sangre. No hay nada que no haría por ti."

Abel furrowed his brows. What did blood have to do with anything? "So... yes?"

Bright eyes, soft and tender, gave away his answer. "Si, te amo mucho."

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Neon- the kind that was almost too painful to look at. There was a shortage- a lost shipment of medical supplies that was due to arrive a week prior. It hadn’t been recovered when Abel found his way to Westchester Medical Center. When the time came, all the nurses had on hand were rolls of hot pink casting tape borrowed from the pediatric ward. Those first moments of consciousness were mostly a blur.

“You’ve sustained multiple injuries…”

“We’ll need to operate…”

“Your parents… they…”

Weeks passed before his siblings were cleared to visit. Matthias thought it’d be best to wait until he was through the worst of it. Though, it was tough to tell when that really was for him. All he had to show for in that time was some mobility in his fingers and a stiff neck that would come and go. It was hard to get comfortable with broken ribs. Even harder to breathe. But the PTs were adamant he focus on deep breathing every hour to prevent himself from developing pneumonia.

The first thing Cesar noticed were his arms.

“They’re so bright,” he gaped, hand outstretched.

“Careful, Cesar. Your brother is still hurt,” Matthias reminded him, his voice gentle yet stern. Cesar froze midair before dropping his hand back to his side sheepishly.

“Sorry,” he mumbled. “Your arms look cool, mano.”

“Thanks, manito,” Abel chuckled, wincing slightly. “Nurse Hannah left a surprise for you.”

Cesar’s face brightened instantly. “Really? What is it?”

His mouth stretched into an enigmatic grin. “Look for yourself,” he answered vaguely, nudging his head towards the mini fridge in the corner of the room. Cesar leapt from his seat and ran to the fridge. A joyous shriek pierced through the whirs and hums of all the machines he was hooked up to, followed by the fridge door slamming shut.

“Chocolate pudding!” It wasn’t long until he tore through the seal, licking up the bit of pudding stuck on the other side of the foil. He’d devoured nearly half his cup when the front door slid open.

“We’re back with markers,” Lola chirped, waving a pack of sharpies triumphantly in the air. “Now we can sign mano’s casts!”

“I thought you two said you were going to the vending machines down the hall,” Matthias said, shock evident in his voice.

“We were… but then we saw a lady holding one of those get-well-soon teddy bears and we got the idea to go check out the gift shop,” Mercedes explained matter-of-factly.

“What? I’m not good enough for a teddy bear?”

“Mano, you already have three,” Mercedes sighed, pointing at the stuffed animals lining the windowsill.

“And?”

Half an hour later, neon pink was met with a series of gold, silver, and green scribbles. His favorite was scrawled across his left forearm. A message worth muscling through the eye-strain:

Te queremos muchísimo, mano ~ Lola, Mercedes, Cesar :)

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Rosy- more beautiful than any flower. Flowers didn't leave Abel’s heart pounding, yearning for more. That was all because of him. Flushed from the tips of his ears down to his neck, Rowan was a sight to behold. A person to treasure. And most importantly, a boyfriend to fluster relentlessly.

“Order #54. Order #54.”

Two mugs of hot chocolate- one with extra cinnamon, the other with a generous portion of whipped cream- were placed on the pickup counter. Abel began to rise from his chair, but Rowan quickly stopped him.

“I got it,” Rowan said, motioning for him to sit back down.

“You sure?”

He scoffed fondly. “Am I sure I can handle carrying two drinks? Yeah, I think I’ll manage.”

“We also need napkins,” Abel snickered, earning him a light shove on his shoulder.

“Alright, smartass. I’ll grab extra just for you.” He was mid-turn when Abel suddenly grabbed his wrist. Rowan looked back with a raised brow. “What is it?

“Thank you, baby,” Abel hummed oh-so-sweetly, pressing a kiss to the inside of his palm. Rowan sputtered, much to his delight. It took everything in him not to whip out his phone and take a picture right then and there. No matter how many times he pulled this stunt on him, it never got old.

“Uh-,” Rowan quickly cleared his throat, “n-no problem.” He spun on his heels, speed walking to the counter and apologizing profusely after almost knocking into another patron. Abel’s self-satisfied smirk widened as he relished the pink tinge dusting the tips of his boyfriend’s ears. The sight when he turned back, drinks in hand, was even better.

Rowan’s blush lingered throughout their date, thanks to Abel. Whenever it’d start to fade, he slipped another name. Honey. Handsome. Mi sol. And without fail, Rowan’s cheeks flared a glorious, bright red. Hiding a laugh behind his mug, Abel mischievously wondered what else he could turn red.

An answer they both happily found out as they stumbled through their front door, lips intertwined.

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crystalflygeo · 10 months ago

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Long overdue final ebg post (lmao) bc I need to get this out of my system...

Tag for all the posts/storyline

Art by the amazing lovely precious cutie Aine @/ainescribe

First of all I want to thank @i23kazu immensely for allowing me to participate pls I was SO unsure at first haha and she absolutely killed it with the interactions, the lil side project, the prompts, the scores tally... it's just so much work, kudos to you Ying fr!! It was a super fun game.

Shoutout to my besties/mutuals

@silentmoths @ainescribe thank you for your lil asks I love seeing your characters aaaaaaaa 💕

@floraldresvi @moraxsthrone and all the anons I got, your sabotages here and in discord were brutal omg Vi you almost made my cry //pos bc I wanted to react/respond to Li's messages 🥺 EVERY SINGLE TIME ghgnhgnghgn and NOT KEL MAKING MY GIRL HAVE A WET DREAM/SPICY MEMORY TYVM 💕 the way I had to contain myself hELP I loved it svcgavscgvsjgacbkackl

@meimeimeirin you also sabotaged me a lot, meanie //pos I loved SO MUCH your asks/little stories aaaaaa thank you for engaging so much when I know you're super busy 🥺 it def made my day everytime, ty for bringing the girl home and solving my silly lil mystery hehe 💕

@kurikurikurisu GIIIIIRL it's so funny to me that we kinda started interacting more on the last ebg for Rin and then I was like "she's a cool person I wanna fren.... 👉🏻👈🏻 but I shy...." took my sweet time to invite you to the server and turns out THIS ebg got us closer (I think? ehe?//hit) we didn't interact much in tumblr with each other's plots but bOY were we emotional support in discord, we really were in this suffering together 🤝🏻 mhm //nods nods 🤣 thank you so much for being interested in my lil silly plot and my girl aaaaaa

As for the "plot" and other things... (this got so long I am so sorryy;;;)

Well at first I wanted to do kinda a normal ebg, no plot or anything bc I don't think I have the smarts to do an elaborate game/story lmao and I kinda wanted to have more established s/i lore?? And then I realized hey I can use the ebg to introduce my s/i!!!

See I'd been working SO hard on her names lately, researching and studying in-game adepti lore and stuff and I though why don't I make it a simple game where the goal is to guess her name (with me giving hints ofc) and at the very start I had the idea of her losing her memories so she could re-discover/remember things about herself alongside the "players" learning them. Whoever character I got as my bias would help her and get to know her too along the way, even npcs (or in the rare case of me getting Dottore/Pantalone, probs be the villain for her memory loss lmao)

And then I got Kazuha. And it was so SO perfect. I took inspiration from Spirited Away with the plot point of having your name/memories/identity stolen and for some reason I remembered the whole Ino-shika-cho koi-koi card combo from Summer Wars I just had this vivid mental image of a scene where Kazuha dropped the biggest hint by writing the Kanji for Butterfly (Chō) which doubles ofc as the Hanzi for Butterfly/Crystalfly (Dié) written the same pronounced (and romanized) differently :3c

I was very proud of myself//hit also

I did not end up making haiku bc they are complicated but I at least tried to loosely keep/emulate the 3 phrases, phonetic rhyme and sensory elements while referencing my lil plot lmao

✧˖Originally I was gonna blame it on a playful tanuki or smth but I don't think they're powerful enough youkai lmao it was probably a kitsune.... we may never know ✧˖She was technically never in any danger yeah but imagine being lost with no memories and no way to know if you could get them back even because every person she met kept telling her they didn't know ofc she'd break down, or at least me, I'm very crybaby and neurotic sometimes//HIT ✧˖Yes this entire thing was technically Zhongli's fault since he did write her a letter addressed 亲爱的晶蝶 ("My dear Crystalfly/Jingdie") and that IS her name woops on a random note I kinda imagine he also signs with something like 你的龙 "Your Dragon" and vice versa with Crys ("My dear Dragon/your Crystalfly") sgcvgajsvcjhacbajkca //squeals kicks feets

And all this started because I was stressing over the fact that "Crys" is not an appropriate name for a Liyue character lmao, I debated for so long giving her a chinese name, but I didn't want to further make her an OC I wanted her to represent me/my blog (also part of me was and still is immensely worried I somehow insult cn ppl by being as some sort of weeabo equivalent or that I am "appropriating culture" or idk I may be dumb but I try to do my research and I prommy it does not come from a place of malice or anything I genuinely love genshin and Li and it's got me interested in a culture/country I funnily enough have somehow interacted with and have friends in but never really paid that much attention to ig...) and then I just had the epiphany What if I just reverse engineer and name her Crystalfly in cn? Lore would be that either her name got accidentally translated in documents a long long time ago and ppl started calling ehr Crystalfly/Crys and she rolled with it or she simply adopted the translation/nickname as her name for international settings, keeping her true name more private (hidden in plain sight tbh) p sure the only ones who know are the elder adepti (Ganyu/Xiao included) and Neuvillette (once he told her his real/first name) (ironically Crys may be harder to pronounce i other languages lmaoooo rip Fontaine)

Anyway this got way too long lmao sorrryyyyyyyy thank you everyone kith kith love y'all bye!! 💕

#crys plays ebg #final post aaaaaa this was all so satisfyinga nd fun and such a roller coaster dshvhsjdbvhsbvks #crys lore #new tag aaayyyy//HIT #I will spam more in the future but not too much I prommy #I gotta go back to writing soon I'm itching hhhhhhh #ty everyone ilu all <3 #crys yaps

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wonustars · 1 month ago

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answer 7, 11, 12, 18, 21 and 23 please!!

hai anon!! thank you for sending me an ask for the ask game hehe 🤗💗 if anyone wants to send more i will answer!!

7. As a writer, what do you appreciate the most when someone is reading your work?

hmmm for me its definitely having others reblog my work w notes or tags. a few people have even annotated my fics which is proably the biggest compliment i could ever receive! i appreciate it sm and it makes feel like those 50 something or more hours i spend writing is worth it all :D

11. What is your process when you are writing or reading?

for writing: i tend to brainstorm a concept first then choose which member i feel like would fit the fic the most. i also base a lot of my fics off real life experiences that i had (seungcheol's letters and in front of me being a few of those fics)

for reading: i don't really have a process per se, i kinda just read whatever im feeling in that moment hehe

12. If you could choose three fanfic writers to have dinner with, who would they be?

oooh i like this question a lot... for me personally it would def be @junkissed, @onlymingyus, @highvern, @gyuswhore and @chocosvt (choco is a fellow canadian hehehe 😁🇨🇦, i too write in british spelling if u haven't noticed :p)

i honeslty can't pick 3 so i did 5.... sorry lol but if i could have it my way i would have dinner with all my moots/everyone from svthub 😭💕

18. On a scale of one to five stars, what would you rate yourself as a writer?

erm theres so many really good writers on here and there are many times i doubt my writing but i think im at least a solid 2.5/5 stars muehhehe

21. What was the first fandom you started writing or reading for?

oh this is embarassing 😭 i think the first fandom i started reading fanfic for was o2l (if anyones old enough to rmbr them) and 5sos. LOL i was a huge 5sos stan btw i even went to their concert when i was 12 hehe.

23. Do you brainstorm your fanfics or plan as you write?

i usually do both! i brainstorm for a bit to get an idea of what i want for the plot. i almost always have a solid idea of how i want to start off the fic and then also how i kinda want to end it. everything in the middle is up to god tbh (and my brain) muehehhe

anyways ty for sending an ask!! heheh this was so fun :D ♡

#wonustars ✧ ﾟ. {asks}#wonustars ✧ ﾟ. {ask game}

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omg illicit affairs anon here and happy to report how I feel on every taylor song!!! my fav album is evermore so I would die for any song on there and will defend it to my death.

matty is literally who taylor wrote all this songs for wdym?? Harry Styles? never heard of him... style is clearly for Mr. Matthew Timothy Healy and I won't here shit otherwise! I love to live in my delusion and pretend peace is ab me and matty bc he's so famous... no I am not mentally well thanks for asking!!!!

mirrorball? I think it's safe to say I'm a mirrorball stan considering I have a tattoo for it on my ribs... FOLKLORE IS POETRY I LOVE IT (I also rated the whole of folklore and mirrorball is no.3)

my tears ricochet? I CAN GO ANYWHERE I WANT, ANYWHERE I WANT JUST NOT HOME!!! proud owner of an og folklore cardigan here I love my tears ricochet!!!! it's number 6 on my overall folklore rating which sounds low but folklore just has too many bangers you know??

tis the damn season? seeing this on the eras tour set list did send me into cardiac arrest, thank you!!! this is one of those sad bangers that gets me HYPE to feel depressed but slightly jam at the same time. I was prepped to have 0 evermore songs but to have THIS?? I cried watching the live stream at 3am (International swiftie grind)

false god? unlike any other taylor song but it BANGS!!! I want her to play it and john from the 1975 to play all the sax bits ty!! lover is my 3rd favourite album and I haven't been able to listen to it since... the news :(((

I also am a debut stan I am happy to say, people give it wayyyy to much hate!! picture to burn?? should've said no?? I'm only me when I'm with you?? our song?? it's a no skip album and I'll take that to my grave.

overall miss taylor swift deserves every award and I want her and the '75 to stand there and preform their entire discography to me and you in our cottage ty, as payment we will name some cats after them!!

love you bestie <33333

EVERMORE AND SPEAK NOW ARE MY TOP TWO (WITH 1989 and FOLKORE TIED FOR A THIRD). evermore has the worlds best song (champagne problems) and the deluxe tracks???? right where you left me? its time to go? like okay ms. swift...

PLEJDGLDF as a h*rry stan and a 75 stan, my delusional brain goes back and forth through periods of daydreaming about 1989 being the harry album and the matthew Timothy healy love letter. ALSO i am right with you with the whole daydreaming thing. maybe mine is champagne problems being about me and matty and me not being ready for a relationship with him bc i love angst and drama. (i am the drama. also the rumor that went around when it first came out that champagne problems was about justin and selena? that broke me..)

MIRRORBALLLLLLLLLLL SENDS MEEEEEEE FOR A LOOP. its the song i lay in bed to and just stare at the ceiling, literally on my disassociation playlist. (i wish i was joking). and omg.. the tattoo.. its literally on my list of ones i want to get. (besties and twinsies)

me adding u to my rob list bc i longed for a folklore cardigan. ALSO. I GET TTTT IT SO MUCH. folklore is a banging album.

the way i literally threw my phone when she started playing it. i was in SHOCK. its literally top tier from the album. i was so ready for her to disrespect evermore completely, so i was very much satisfied that it was on the setlist.

FALSE GOD IS SO SEXY TO ME. the sax ... the soulfulness. i sway when it comes on bc its just so good?!?!? also ur so right for wanting john to play the sax on it. i think i would keel over and die. (Also just wanted to update you that i listened to lover on the way home from work ln and it .... it wounded me but i was BRAVE)

debut is soooooooooo chef's kiss. i am not a country fan at ALL. but i will get down and dirty to her old music idc. our song <3 im an our song STAN. i loved the music video.

me and you inviting only miss swift and the 1975 (plus their touring band) to our little cottage with our cats. it sounds like heaven to me. (matty is only allowed in when he's performing though, we have to humble him somehow)

love you SO MUCH. i hope ur having a wonderful day <3

#illicit affairs anon.#we still need to rename u #m rambles

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navxry · 8 months ago

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This is your ticket to go on a ramble of anything that’s on your mind or anything you want to go ahead and share! Lore, creations, thoughts, anything that’s interesting you lately.

Anon, I'm afraid you're giving me full rights to rant about the worst things in my head (/exag, it's not that bad I promise)

Anyways uh read more time!

Lowkey had thoughts of running a certain story in a different blog, or making a game for it. It's still in the works because I need to polish up a few things, make it make sense, etc., but it's still up there.

The reason why is actually pretty simple: I feel like people don't like to interact when it's not about the reader, so I decided that maybe I should make a game. It's going to have its own variation + my own indulgent version (that will NEVER see the light of day in my other blogs, fuck you), but I'm not sure if people would enjoy it. I know my friends would, but would someone that I don't know like that?

Speaking of which, I already have the blog made. 2, actually! One is for another purpose, which would be a love letter blog for a fandom. I missed writing IDV because I've left the game (it was becoming too much for my phone </3 sad time gamers), so I decided to try a love letter format for Yan IDV residents. I doubt I'll get traction, but it's a cute idea and self indulgent in a way, because I get to write my faves being in a variety of levels of unhinged.

I think I'm more or less hesitant on the first idea because it feels like the initial reception just... Didn't pan out so well haha. It feels like I'm trying to show my own personal stories to the wind, but the wind refuses to even acknowledge it's existence. With this method though, I can at least say that at least the people that like it will know where to look for it.

Again, it still needs polishing, it's not done and I sure as hell KNOW that it'll take months if I took the game route. However, I think it'll be worth it if I just push myself to try. It's the only thing I can feasibly do, after all.

To my friends who supported it and even to the people that followed the story in silence: thanks. You guys make it bearable for me to try this method. It sucks that it'll be something I (most likely) won't do on that blog and transferring it would be tough, but so is life atp. I'm probably gonna most likely cut it with plan B's ending (I knew my initial plan won't work orz), so uh. We'll see how it goes, yeah?

(also I am kinda glad I didn't get to 200 followers there ironically because MOST ARE FUCKING BOTS AND SOME ARE MINORS LIKE HELLO??? So unfortunately I have to block them en masse and tbh? I'm gonna update my rules for that. I don't want minors interacting there no sir.)

(yes I'm talking to a few of you that interacted there while knowing y'all are minors/ageless in your blogs. Don't think I don't see you.)

Anyways ty anon for giving me the ticket to rant, I needed that. Hopefully this didn't sound so depressing oops.

#'navina' deciphers... ⟡ 𓆪 #;; ill start on my va journeys (or readings lmao) soon #;; aka dming the people that rbed #;; though there MAY be a chance that i wont be able to depending on my schedule and if my sorry ass gets busy orz #;; hopefully not though but! we shall see

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aviouslyy · 2 years ago

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I posted 469 times in 2022

That's 406 more posts than 2021!

9 posts created (2%)

460 posts reblogged (98%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@cock-holliday

@breadwarlock

@azcrowleyfell

@beatlesweatles

@marble-guts

I tagged 124 of my posts in 2022

#tlt - 12 posts

#nona spoilers - 6 posts

#fanart - 5 posts

#q - 3 posts

#spooky season queue - 3 posts

#music - 2 posts

#btvs - 2 posts

#dw - 2 posts

#yes - 2 posts

#tlovm - 2 posts

Longest Tag: 137 characters

#i look at my facebook memories and i allow myself to delete one cringe post a day and eventually i will wipe any evidence of my teen self

My Top Posts in 2022:

14, 16, 22, 43 for the book meme??

Some of these are HARD, but ty anon!

14. Name a book where the movie/tv adaptation was actually better than the original

Mean Girls (lol I assume I haven’t actually read Queen Bees and Wannabees)

16. If you could bring 3 books to a deserted island which would you bring and why?

I’m going to cheat for one of these and I don’t care, this question is always the WORST

- His Dark Materials: the complete trilogy

- Gideon the Ninth

- Stone Butch Blues

22. Pro or anti e-readers? Why?

Pro! I’m a fan of anything that increases access to books/info/stories. (But I’m not a fan of DRM and other bullshit that comes up with corporations owning everything that enables access, so it’s a little complicated, fuck kindle)

Personally, being able to get ebooks digitally during pandemic/lockdown times has been so so important to me. I prefer the feeling of paper books, and screens can trigger my migraines so I try to avoid overuse, but I really love being able to jump right into whatever ARC I’m reading on my phone when I’m out and waiting in line or something.

43. Are you the kind of person who reads several books at once or the kind of person who can only read one book at a time?

I read SO MANY at a time, but usually one main fiction book, and often I’ll get to the point where that’s the only thing I can focus on.

Currently in my rotation:

- Cloud Atlas (reading so I can watch the movie as part of our Wachowskis watch through)

- Summer by Ali Smith (I’ve been reading the Seasonal Quartet along with the seasons)

- One new release for every month of the year

- Book Riot’s Read Harder challenge

- Theoretically, a book off my to-read shelf at home, one for each letter of the alphabet, by author’s last name

- Non-fiction on various topics I love

- Books by Indigenous authors/art books for work

- As many new graphic novels as possible for an ALA thing

- Buddy reads with Jo

- Spanish learning books

- Dracula Daily

- Theoretically, books my spouse and I are reading out loud to each other (we’ve got 3 on hold currently)

-idk stuff that sounds good or i impulse put on hold at the library

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the phrase “horse plinko” is just so satisfying, bright and refreshing, I’m so glad I’m back on this hellsite

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wait where did the Nona stuff come from what is happening please explain

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Imagine someone being like “do you even know what kind of evil you face” and you’re just like “no and I will not ask you any more about it” and then getting on a train to meet a vampire like “lol might die who knows” like mr harker what are you doing

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My #1 post of 2022

apparently I’ve been back on tumblr for SEVEN MONTHS NOW mostly just rebloging absolute bangers but what if I started posting every terrible thought I have here instead of on twitter

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

Nice. (First year back since grad school and I missed y’all 😍)

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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rayofsunas · 3 years ago

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"you'll be fine." they said.

A/n: surprise update hehe. ahhh, it feels great to be back writing requests again, let me just say that :) i know it's been three months since i've written out any requests, but now that i have more free time i'm going to be writing a lot more hehe. i also know there are some really old requests, and my goal is to write those out first, BUT i couldn't stop thinking about this request so i started here first lol (ty anon for this cute request!). anyways, stay safe and happy everyone!! enjoy <3

Summary: you go on a short, but much-needed vacation, leaving your chaotic child/children in the care of your lovely, clueless, lover.

Parings: Albedo/Fem! Reader, Diluc/Fem! Reader, Scaramouche/Fem! Reader

Warnings: fluff (much needed after my recent works), tiny bit of angst, crack, swearing

Word count: 5k

Albedo

"He's much calmer than Klee, trust me, you will be fine love."

Thank goodness you were... partially correct with your reassuring words.

As soon as you left around noontime, Albedo was able to lull your son to sleep with a story about a certain Dragon, leaving the young boy sleeping for quite some time. In the three hours that the little toddler was off in snooze land, Albedo had gotten much done. Letters to fellow alchemists had been neatly written and sent off with the help of Sucrose, and he'd even been able to catch up on some of his old notes, to which he occasionally added to when he had the time. Though these days, parenting came first, which he didn't mind of course. But he did miss the months-long journeys across Teyvat that always left him returning home with more of an understanding of this peculiar world. Instead, he'd traded in his maps, beakers, and occasionally sword in for storybooks, hourly diaper changes, and a crazy amount of tummy time. But one thing for sure was Albedo wouldn't give up being a father for the world. He adored his little family so much.

The rest of the day went smoothly, which without a doubt helped Albedo sleep much more soundly that night. Though, the very next morning, everything went downhill.

Without a doubt, the young alchemist was more than used to early mornings and he rarely ever slept in, which he surprisingly preferred despite working incredibly long hours. But the sound of loud booming sounds outside of the house was enough to make Albedo want to go back to sleep and forget that he had such a terrible routine when it came to sleeping.

In all of her loud glory, behind the door was his younger sister, Klee. Eyes wide, awake and alert, despite how early it was. She was dressed for the day and appeared ready for a fun adventure. Unfortunately, like most days as of recently, Albedo couldn't accompany her. Not this time.

"Klee, good morning." Mumbled a tired Albedo.

"Hello, Albedo!" The child cheered happily, eyes glistening. He couldn't help but smile warmly at the little girl, but nonetheless, her chaotic energy did tire him easily, especially so early in the morning.

"Why're you alone?" The older blonde wondered, peeking around to see if anyone accompanied the easily troublemaking girl. He wasn't very shocked to see she was alone.

"Master Jean left me with Captain Kaeya, she has grown quite busy these days," The pyro wielder started. "And Captain Kaeya left me outside of the Favonious Headquarters, he was pretty busy as well... So I came here!" She cheered happily, despite one of the few people willing to join in on her trouble-making antics having to do adult things for once.

Another terribly loud boom sounded through the doorway again as Klee carelessly dropped her bombs on the ground below her shoes, laughs, and cheers of excitement soon following.

"Please, keep your bombs to a minimum... Or else-" No sooner than Klee had dropped her bombs, unsurprisingly, his son had begun to sob.

Albedo sighed, ushering Klee safely inside before disappearing around the corner to quiet his son down. This was his first mistake. Allowing Klee into the neatness of his home. His second mistake was forgetting how much she adored his son. She loved showing him her bombs, despite how young he was or how many times Albedo reminded her that they were incredibly dangerous; Klee always thought his little gurgles were that of approval. Albedo wanted to argue the opposite, he was just a small, clueless, toddler.

As soon as the Mondstadt native had managed to quiet his son down, Klee had instantly been the one to awaken him again, for the second time this morning.

"Albedo, do you think we could go on an adventure, us three!?" Klee asked excitedly, peering into the crib to stare down the adorable toddler who stared up at her equally as curious.

"Why?" She wondered with sad eyes.

"Not much time has gone by since the last time you asked." Not even a month had gone by since she last asked to go on an adventure with Albedo and the small toddler present, hell, it hadn't been long at all since Albedo had to calm her down after refusing.

"That is true, but Lady Y/n isn't here, so we would have more time to explore!"

"I'm afraid not this time, Klee," Albedo said. "I cannot accompany you on your journey, but I can walk you back to the Knights Headquarters."

Despite starting off rocky this morning, and seeing as how one could easily become optimistic after realizing Klee had become more than content with conversing with her little friend, Albedo knew not to get his hopes up too high.

He was right to do so because no sooner did the three leave for the City of Freedom did Klee run off in the opposite direction. For twenty minutes, Albedo chased a giggling Klee around in the fields outside of the city, meanwhile, the toddler in his arms cried with every hop and bounce.

Thankfully, Klee couldn't run forever, which resulted in her stopping eventually. But Archons, did she run for a long time. Albedo nearly tackled his sister as soon as she stopped, hoping to keep her in one place so she couldn't run off again.

Somehow, even with Klee's habit of getting lost, the three made it to the inner city in one piece.

Thank Barbatos...

As promised, Albedo accompanied his sibling to the Knight's Headquarters, leaving Klee to run off to greet Kaeya who had been smugly striding out of the Knight's Headquarters when the Geo and Pryo wielders ascended the stairs. Thankfully, the man offered to once again look after Klee, which definitely seemed better right now considering Albedo had other things, one being a toddler, to take care of.

Though nothing came without a price with the Cavalry Captain, meaning he expected something in return for the great service, as he'd put it, he'd be doing. Albedo decided, despite not particularly being fond of drinking, he'd accompany him to one of the taverns some night in the future and bill his drink.

Now that Klee was thankfully out of his hair so he could properly attend to his son, Albedo realized that the wild girls' presence only seemed to spur on the wildness in his son.

He seemed smitten with Klee's aura, especially her friendly nature and bombs... Albedo should've known something so dangerous would leave his son so curious, he was an impressionable baby after all, and nonetheless, his father's son; Albedo found that he was often drawn to dangerous things, naturally of course, given alchemy was a mysterious and more often than not, dangerous job.

To say the least, nap time was nonexistent, as was the toddler's usual drive to sit still. Albedo had never seen his son walk, crawl, nor run so fast in all of his two years of life, and it was hard to keep up surprisingly.

Dinner went expectedly well, but by the time bedtime rolled around, the toddler was cranky and shockingly so, went down with a fight. The lack of his usual nap seemed to spur on the crankiness, and Albedo couldn't understand why he wouldn't go down easily, especially since he'd missed the daily routine and appeared to be grumpy due to being tired.

It took the Geo wielder two whole hours for him to finally put his son to sleep. Lullabies only seemed to frustrate the boy, and lines from his favorite picture book didn't grab his attention like usual, not even a warm bottle soothed him to sleep.

Thankfully, the fireflies in the little mason jar did. It would act as a new obsession for the toddler, probably for a while. But as the young boy admired the dancing lightning bugs flutter around in the jar, Albedo realized he would have to catch many, many more when his son couldn't sleep, because it was the only thing that seemed to work.

By the end of the second day alone, Albedo himself was coming quite... cranky. He wanted nothing more than to run into your warm embrace and let you take over again, after all, you seemed to know how to better take care of your son than he did.

And Albedo hated accepting defeat, it was something he rarely did. He never ever gave up... But, it seemed like it would ultimately come to that when you returned home and he begged you to never leave again.

Diluc

"Don't be so scared to say no to them, yeah? You'll do great!"

The wine tycoon wanted to argue that it was easier said than done. Because it was absolutely true.

Despite seeming cold and distant on the outside, it was an impossible matter when it came to him refusing his children. Though, like you kindly reassured, saying no was okay, putting your foot down was okay. But not now, not when you were hours away and he had to deal with two uncontrollably crying toddlers.

"No, you shall not wander off the property grounds." They were only toddlers, yes, so the question was how far could they truly get? Diluc learned it was pretty far, despite being so little. His oldest had already begun running away as soon as she could hold herself upright, and he didn't want to think about his younger impressionable son learning to do the same...

"Your brother can't, so it will not be happening. My decision is final." One could argue it was unfair that his eldest child wouldn't be allowed to go outside and enjoy playing under the sun, just because her younger brother was too young to do the same, unlike her, a year older. The wealthy man had solid reasoning for not allowing it; he wanted his children to have equal chances at certain opportunities, so of course, if his son couldn't go outside and join in on the fun, his daughter would ultimately miss out as well. Surely, they could all have fun inside together, under the careful watch of his attentive gaze. He wanted to see them both happy.

"Absolutely not. Captain Kaeya will not be taking you two anywhere." If you were here, without a doubt, Diluc would've been persuaded into allowing his son and daughter to accompany their uncle on an adventure around Mondstadt. But you weren't here, and wouldn't be for a few more hours. So, Diluc refused the idea entirely. Knowing the ever so troublesome Kaeya, he'd get them all in loads of trouble, leaving Diluc to pick up the mess with his influence or money. The redhead would rather not fork over crazy amounts of money or assert his influence over the common folk all because Kaeya had frozen a farmer's crops, because to him, it was childishly hilarious. His two, precious, children would not be influenced by the likes of him, no matter how loud or long they whined to go with him.

But now he was afraid maybe, just maybe, he'd said no a little too often and comfortably during your absence... He was only following your suggestion though.

"Why isn't this working..." The Pyro wielder muttered awkwardly whilst handing the two toddlers each tiny stuffed animal, watching as his daughter threw it out of her reach and his son began fussing for his mother once again.

"Sir, you should take them for a walk!" Suggested one of his children's maids. She'd bowed her head respectively as she greeted her superior and his younglings before admiring the fussing children.

At this point, after hours of wailing and discontent, Diluc would do anything to quiet them. "Do you really think it would work?" He wondered.

"Yes! I often see Lady Y/n going out for evening strolls with the two children, she usually returns with them both soundly asleep."

"My wife... she's special. Of course, she could get them to fall asleep."

The family's maid nodded her head gently, deep in thought. She didn't want her words to offend him, so of course, she'd choose them wisely. "I suppose, a mother's touch is unique. But yours can be too," She reassured. "You're their father after all!"

"Yes..." Diluc mumbled, stepping forward to gently grab each child and hold them tightly to his broad chest. "I will take you up on your suggestion."

The maid gushed, happy that the young master seemed to be more than happy to follow her suggestion. "Wonderful sir! I will have a nice warm dinner prepared, and hopefully, for your sake, Lady Y/n will be back by the time you're done."

With that, the maid bowed her head again and offered a small smile to the toddlers, before scurrying off to prepare a nice meal.

"Come you two, we shall go for a nice walk."

To say the least, the walk was less than satisfactory. The youngest Ragnvindr was still wailing by the time Diluc had lapped the Winery once, and he had no intentions of stopping anytime soon; Diluc knew he probably missed your doting presence. Thankfully his daughter had stopped to admire the butterflies around their home, but no later did they flutter off, she began crying again too.

Archons, when it came to his children, he felt so useless. All he could offer them was a title and name to be considered worthy enough of gifts from the Gods. He couldn't quell their cries, nor entertain them long enough for them to remain happy... All he wanted was to see them happy and catch a moment's sound of silence. He would be getting neither until you returned home to fix this.

By the time his daughter began crying, Diluc had enough of the short-lived walk and immediately stumbled back inside. Thankfully, dinner smelled just about done, and he'd noticed a pair of shoes by the door that he immediately recognized as yours.

Now e could finally breathe, all he had to do was find you, and kindly beg for your assistance... For comforting his children was not his strong suit. He was sure wherever you were, you would come bounding towards him at the sounds of hiccups and cries, you always had.

Within minutes of his assumption, you were seen at the top of the winding stairs, eyes filled with worry at the unexplained crying. You were down and standing at the bottom of the stairs in front of him within seconds, eyes drifting between the redhead and small children.

"You're back," Diluc breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness."

"I was unpacking," you explained, offering him a worrying smile, offering with a nudge of your head to hold one of the toddlers, he immediately handed you your son. "You look... annoyed." You explained, bouncing and cooing at your son, who somehow, someway, immediately quieted down.

Diluc felt jealousy at that fact, but nonetheless, he was thankful and could not complain. The cries had come to a stop.

"I've been dealing with crying children all day. I'm frustrated." Diluc admitted, for once, allowing his true feelings slip through the exhausted cracks.

With a frown, you dipped your head forward to plan a small kiss on his now reddening cheeks. "I see, I'm sorry to hear that," You whispered gently, arm reaching out to smooth down your daughter's wild mane. "But look! They're both happy now." You smiled happily, glad to be back with your family.

"Yes, I see."

"He's a bit fussy, naturally, but she's more prone to start crying if she sees him upset." You explained. "I think she was worried that something was wrong; he's probably just entering his terrible two's though." With that, you turned swiftly and made your way to the dining room, Diluc dejectedly followed.

"So what did you three do today?" You called back to him.

"Well, they were unhappy the entire day," Diluc explained, ignoring your worried eyes as soon as you got the chance to turn and look at him.

"Oh, my poor loves," You frowned. "And you didn't catch a break did you?" No response, but you already knew your answer... His silence was very telling.

"You know, you could've handed them off to one of their maids, I'm sure they wouldn't mind assisting you."

"I suppose... But I wanted to do it, I'm already absent as it is."

Another deep frown settled upon your beautiful features. He mirrored your features. Diluc hadn't meant to become so... gloomy. Especially since you've just returned from what he hoped was a nice trip to the sea with Lisa

"Don't think like that, love. They appreciate you. It was just one terrible day; how many good days have you had with them?" No response again. You knew your answer. "Exactly! You're an amazing father, don't doubt your abilities."

He hummed, appreciating your compliments and words of reassurance. Thanks to your kindness, he was able to shove his worries to the back of his for now and admire you awestricken. But as he was helping his daughter into her high chair, and you were doing the same with your son, he couldn't help but lowly snort to himself. You heard it, despite how quiet he was trying to be.

"What's so amusing?"

He smiled, "I'm afraid I've said no a bit too much today. I believe it's overkill at this point. Apologies..."

You laughed along with him. "At least you're self-aware."

Scaramouche

"She's chaos because of you, I figured you would know best how to look after her."

He should've known. It wasn't even uncommon at this point, for you to just casually leave in the wee hours of the morning and escape for a bit. It was so like you. Especially on days where he had important matters to attend to, and you knew.

It wasn't always that you got to visit Snezhnaya, so when you ventured with your lover into the chilly tundra, you always made sure to explore if you had the free time. When you traveled without Scaramouche in Fatui territory, you usually left Mei in your second home with him, seeing as though the toddler was too tiny to travel in the cold. This time was no exception, as your only parting gift had been a cheeky letter messily scribbled and even messier heart added to truly piss him off.

Though just because caring for his daughter usually was uncharted territory, nonetheless, as a man he would step up to the plate and care for her. So, without a worry in the world, the short man strode into the Cryo Archons palace, eyes stone cold as he walked with his head held high.

Though, despite his haughtiness, and authority, the lower ranking Fatui dared stare at him and his precious daughter.

Why did they all need to stare, questioning his authority just because he was holding a small child, his own flesh and blood. They had no right to watch him with demeaning looks in their eyes. How dare they diminish him.

"Nosy inferior beings, it would be best if you minded your business before I put you in your places." He called to the three Fatui soldiers standing under the shadow of a pillar, Scaramouche's keen eyes still spotted them. How could he not? They were cackling loudly, anyone would hear them.

"Sir!" The three saluted before the two men strode off with their own heads held high as if they were trying to assert the dominance he'd just shattered, and the woman scurried off before she could further be embarrassed.

Scaramouche smirked to himself, enjoying how all of the remaining soldiers in the great hallway seemed to straighten up and bow to him as if he were a God. Now, this was a sight he did miss while away in Inazuma, and he'd much enjoyed it this way.

"That's not very fatherly of you, old man!" Cheered Childe a little too gleefully as he came striding out from one of the doors embedded in the wall off to the left.

Stopping in his tracks, Scaramouche turned and stood with pointed eyes. The purple hues only seemed to darken and sharpen at the sight of the eleventh Harbinger, to who everyone seemed to bow their heads lower. The elder Harbinger scowled.

Bastard always stole his thunder.

"I don't think Y/n would appreciate that, either." The redhead noted, Scaramouche rolled his eyes blatantly. "Her precious daughter in the presence of violence?" The young man clicked his tongue disapprovingly. "She'd skin you alive." Ignoring what sounded like a threat, he held Mei closer to his chest.

"Our daughter." Scaramouche reminded, noticing that now Childe was scowling as well. The younger man always had... affections for you. He was a true kiss ass in your presence, and now it seemed even well away from you too. Shattering his hope, if he still had any after all this time, was entertaining. Scaramouche's smirk reappeared.

"Yes, I almost forgot! You're so absent, it's easy to forget your relation to her."

The man scoffed, "You speak as if you ever had any relation to her. She's not your child, and Y/n is way out of your league, she's far too divine for the likes of you."

Childe hummed, thinking of some sort of comeback, nonetheless, despite Scaramouche's quick and almost too easily thought of sassy remarks, the ginger bounced back. "Then, how she managed to snag you is quite peculiar."

"I'd argue, out of the eleven of us, I'm the closest to divinity and you know it. The Gods favor me after all, it makes perfect sense."

Now, this was a sight Scaramouche also missed. Childe, for once in a long time, appeared embarrassed by the dejected way his superior responded, and even had the bold audacity to saunter off proudly.

Ahh, the two despised one another greatly.

"Can you tell her to be quiet?" Snapped La Signora who seemed more annoyed with Mei's presence than anyone else in the room. Despite popular assumptions, just because she was a woman, did not mean she had to adore children like the rest of the ladies with or without kids. In fact, she found them incredibly annoying, even if Scaramouche's daughter was quite adorable, though awfully chatty despite being so young and not able to form proper sentences. "She has not stopped babbling since she arrived." The eighth Harbinger noted, earning a glare from her fellow sixth Harbinger.

"It doesn't work like that, you imbecile," Scaramouche snapped equally as ferocious as her. "She doesn't know what she's doing nor saying half the time, kind of like you all," he said with a smirk, ruffling Mei's short, dark curls.

"Ah, being a father does not suit you, you've turned soft." Sandrone lazily noted from his seat on the opposite side of the table.

"Ah," The short male mocked with a devilish grin. "You're as boorish as ever, Sandrone. Quit blabbering, I'm afraid you'd lull me to sleep with your nonsense."

Sandrone laughed, "You do not know when or how to shut up, Little Skirmisher-"

"Enough." Came the gentle, but the ice-cold voice of the most divine in the room, her royal highness, the Tsaritsa. She was enough to silence, even the likes of Scaramouche, but not Mei.

"Papa-"

La signora sighed, sounding bored, though her eyes were sharp and held malice as she stared down the innocent toddler. "Quiet your offspring, Balladeer."

The man adorning red eyeliner was just about to speak when he was silenced by the Tsaritsa's hand-raising. "No," She spoke softly, offering a rare, and barely visible smile. "It's alright... She's done nothing wrong." Of course, without a doubt any child of his would-be favored by none other than the Gods and heavenly divine, it was inevitable.

Scaramouche smirked at La Signora and Sandrone who both seemed to have an issue with Mei's curiosity and Scaramouche's parenting.

"The Tsaritsa seems smitten with her." Exclaimed Childe with a smile.

"She is a woman, all of them oddly adore children. Besides La Signora." The fifth harbinger, Pulcinella, boomed.

"Not all women adore children," La Signora reminded.

"Only the bitter ones." Pedrelino, ranked number one Harbinger, joked.

Everyone in the room, besides La Signora and her highness, seemed to find the joke somewhat funny; the remaining Harbingers burst out in laughs, snorts, and held mischievous smirks on their faces.

"Deplorable..." Muttered Signora, immediately turning towards the Archon, expecting her to begin with today's briefing she called all eleven Harbingers in for.

"Yes. We shall begin."

As the meeting finally commenced, Mei found herself content while playing with the tassels of her father's intricate hat, and for an hour while the meeting drew on awfully long, she stayed silent, except for the occasional babble towards Dottore, directly beside the father-daughter duo, who kept using his mask as a hide and seek game with her; she adored the doctor.

The journey home after the three hour's long meeting didn't take any longer than said meeting. Thankfully, it was only a few minutes walk in the light falling snow, and barely visible roads, and finally the father-daughter duo were back in the warmness of their second home.

Despite how much Scaramouche enjoyed pissing off his fellow Harbingers and allowed the attention from the inferior Fatui, he despised the cold. Inazuma was warm all year round, except in the mountains, but even then, it couldn't be compared to this. This was awful.

As soon as Scaramouche and Mei arrived at the warmth of their second home, that's when all Mei's praises deserved to get flushed down the drain. No sooner than she made it behind the safety of the large double doors, she began disobeying her father, who heavily praised her the entire way home for her ability to get on the good side of the Tsaritsa and embarrass his fellow soldiers, as well as play well during the meeting. Archons, she already reminded him of himself; two-faced and knowing when and how to put on a good show in public. Believe me, he didn't mind it all, but when she disobeyed him? Well, that was a problem.

"Brat! Stop touching things, your mother will blame me, and next time, she'll be running off with you!" Yelled Scaramouche as he tried pulling his daughter away from a very expensive-looking jeweled necklace that belonged to you. Scaramouche wasn't sure where it came from, but due to the purple gems, he assumed he'd gifted it to you at some point... Honestly, he couldn't care to remember.

"You've already drooled all over one of your mother's dresses, and it was rather expensive to sew, so honestly-"

Seeing as though it was mainly your things be either permanently destroyed or momentarily, it was safe to assume Mei missed you dearly. Though, she had a weird way of showing that she did.

"Oh my..." One of the few trusted maids that traveled with the young family stated as she stumbled into the living room, to see her superior tugging on Mei, the young toddler was gripping the jewels tightly.

"My Lord, do you... require assistance?"

"Does it look like I need assistance?" Scaramouche snapped. She nervously fidgeted with her sleeves. Of course, all the help knew better not to embarrass him, better yet, offend him. She wouldn't tell him what he didn't want to hear, even if it was the truth. Without leaving her much time to respond if she dared, Scaramouche quickly waved her off. "You may leave now."

By the time you arrived back home after a long day in the Snezhnayan city, you were exhausted and more than ready to curl up on the couch with your little family and fall fast asleep. To say the least, you were glad to be home. It was freezing, and the warmth coming from the fireplace definitely comforted you.

But the living room... was an absolute mess, ruining all plans of curling up on the couch. Your husband and daughter? Nowhere to be seen, which if it weren't for the calm-looking maids cleaning away at the mess everywhere, you would've assumed had been missing or the victims of a home invasion. There were broken glass shards, and even a singular circular jewel laying carelessly on the floor, and wait... what that your dress on the floor all cut up?

"Ladies, what happened here?"

"Afternoon Ma'am!" All the ladies bowed their heads out of respect, before the head maid, Sylvia, approached you. She curtseyed which you always reminded her wasn't necessary, but nonetheless, you allowed her to continue because you were more curious as to how the mess around you occurred.

"My Lord and Lady Mei were simply making crafts, and the young Lady mistook your dress and jewels for paper and decorations..." Sylvia lied, immediately knowing that if she admitted the young child had actually been carelessly making a mess, that she could be fired for allowing this to happen.

"Where are they now?" You wondered, eyes dancing around the room seeing neither in your line of vision.

"I believe they are upstairs resting, it's been a long day for My Lord."

You snorted, before nodding your head and heading towards the winding stairs. "Yes, thank you."

Like Sylvia had said, you found your lover and daughter upstairs in one of the spare rooms.

"Excuse me," You announced stepping into said room, spotting Scaramouche and his hat laying carelessly upside down on the bed. As you moved closer you noticed a small foot peeking out of the hat. "Why is our daughter sleeping in your hat?"

Scaramouche shrugged carelessly. "Not sure, she found herself there. I've decided to just roll with it since she's finally quiet and has stopped running around."

"Well," You said gently taking a seat on the bed beside the two, peering into the hollow part of the hat to see your little girl snoring, curly hair pushed off of her forehead and curling behind her ears. "She's quite adorable like this."

Your husband hummed tiredly. "Also that reminds me," You turned to face him. "She broke a few heirlooms, and your dress and necklace are ruined. I hope they weren't of importance."

6.14.21, rayofsunas

#rayofsunas #genshin impact #genshin #albedo #albedo x reader #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc ragnivindr x reader #diluc x reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x reader #genshin impact x reader

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dysfunctionalcrab · 4 years ago

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pairing: slytherin!dream x reader [mcyt hogwarts au]

pronouns: gender neutral

requested by anon: hello :] can I request slytherin!dream x ravenclaw!reader where dream tries to court them by putting cute little notes in their books, writing love letters, giving little gifts or just impress them with his skills please? he’s just so in love with reader and his friends tease him for it?

note: the hogwarts house of the reader is not mentioned :) also i have not watched harry potter in years so sorry if things are a little inaccurate. ty to @basilly for correcting my mistakes and letting me sound a little less stupid ;-; ily <3 (there’s probs still some mistakes)

you sat on your bed, the window was open and you felt a small breeze hitting your face; it made you slightly shiver. it was a cold, starless night, and here you were, still up reading textbooks at bedtime. stupid charms.

but your mind short-circuited the second you heard a knock on your door. you froze. eyebrows furrowing slightly in curiosity. who the hell could be at your door at this time? you got up, placing the textbook gently on your side table and opening the door slightly, peeking through the small hole. then, you opened it wider, when you saw nobody was there.

“what?” you murmured to yourself, looking left and right to see if anybody was in the corridors. you couldn’t see anyone.

just as you were about to shut the door, you noticed a small sheet of parchment. you picked it up and unfolded it. it was creased, with stars printed in the top right corner. it was most likely ripped out from a diary since the edges were quite rough.

colours seem brighter when you’re around - D

you received your second note in class after two days. it was the only thing on your mind since then. you had a secret admirer you assumed, and it freaked you out.

you tried your best to listen to professor snape, but whatever the hell he was talking about, your brain couldn’t focus for more than 20 seconds before zoning out again, every voice being drowned out by your own thoughts

“turn to page 214,” he demanded, his voice thundered in your ears, making you jump

you did so, but as you turned the first page behind the contents, another piece of paper stuck out. you already knew what it might be.

you took it out of the page and tried to secretly open it, not catching any attention of others

your smile is contagious :)

your eyes widened. again, your head moved from side to side frantically, eyeing every student who was a possibility. surely, it had to be someone in this class. too bad your thoughts were cut short when snape started to approach you

instinctively, you shut the book. the slam startling the students around you, that didn’t help at all.

“[l/n]” you heard him call. you held your breath.

“yes sir.’ you answered him, sitting up straight, looking at him directly in the eyes trying to seem confident. you weren’t

but the note was held out in the open between your thumb and forefinger. he snatched it between your grasp.

“your smile is contagious” he read aloud, completely unamused, if eyes could kill, you’d be dead. the facial expression he wore was terrifyingly unimpressed.

chuckles erupted from students across the room, you held your head down in shame.

“you will no longer be smiling when i deduct 15 points from your house,” he said stoically, turning around and scrunching up the paper into a ball. “now pay attention, do not disrupt me again,”

“yes sir,” you muttered weakly

another two days passed by. you sat in the great hall, waiting to indulge on some dessert. your best friend was venting about some other student while you pretended to listen.

eventually, you had your pleasantries in front of you, you sighed happily. today had been somewhat exhausting, you needed some food.

“note,”

you snapped your head towards them.

“what?” you asked

your best friend chewed on their food, pointing down at your plate. you glanced down, and sure enough, another beige note was sticking from underneath your golden cup.

“is it from the same ‘D’ ?”

you nodded. “it’s the same piece of paper, and the same handwriting,”

“what does it say?” they tried snatching it from you. you smiled as you eyes read along the messy handwriting

you’re always the most beautiful person in the room,

the corridors were packed. students were pushing you to the side in all different directions, it wasn’t unusual though.

you were headed to your next lesson, your mind was focused on nothing but how you dreaded seeing professor sprout. undoubtedly, she was a lovely lady, but her enthusiasm was something else, way too much for you to handle when you were fatigued from your previous classes, your equalled ardour was now locked away in the first year.

suddenly. your eyelids cracked open at the sound of a thud against the floor.

you looked downwards, a diary had fallen open on the ground, your hand automatically went to reach for it, hands rubbing the leather casing slowly, if it were any other ordinary situation, you would’ve simply handed it back and continued walking, but you froze when you noticed something you had become all too familiar with.

coffee stained parchment, printed stars in the top right corner, and messy handwriting. your breath hitched in your throat

you gaped at the blonde boy kneeling in front of you.

it wasn’t meant to happen the way it ended up happening. you were sat in class, a giant textbook with the words ‘advanced potion making by libatius borage’ was placed in front of you.

you had been sat next to dream for the whole term, the two of you weren’t the best of friends, but you weren’t enemies either, he just happened to sit next to you in potions. he had a reputation, a big one, yet, you weren’t intimidated or phased by him at all.

dream sighed, stirring the mixture in his cauldron. the colour wasn’t looking how it was meant to. you glanced over at his. yeah, he definitely needed your help before professor slughorn came over and checked

“do you need any help?” you asked him.

he didn’t even look at you, he just shook his head. “no, i’m good,” he brushed off. you knew he was trying to put on some sort of persona.

“you know-“ you stepped away from your own cauldron and pointed at his. “it’s not meant to be that colour. i can help you,”

“i already said no,” he said sternly, snapping his head towards you. his green eyes were sharp, piercing the back of your skull. yet, you still weren’t scared of him.

you knew dream long enough to know he was failing potions. he needed your help, unfortunately, only 5 minutes of class was left, and he was too far into the monstrosity he had created in his cauldron.

you thought about this. one bad grade wouldn’t affect you anyways, you were one of his favourites. but everybody knew that dream sucked at many of his classes due to his careless attitude. he’d been threatened to be thrown out the school many times.

he needed this.

so when dream looked away for a second, you switched cauldrons.

to say the least, he was shocked when slughorn told him that he had made it perfectly. he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion as he looked down at the liquid which looked nothing like it was before, and then looked at yours

“[l/n], i must say, i’m quite disappointed with how yours turned out,” slughorn admitted, eyeing it disgustedly.

you shrugged. “i must’ve read the instructions wrong, professor, i promise it won’t happen again,”

when class ended, you felt pretty good, skipping away, happy that you managed to help someone out today. until you heard a familiar voice beckon you from behind.

“[y/n]!”

you froze. turning around and seeing a tall dirty blonde boy in his cloak walking closer to you. you didn’t know whether to stay or step back.

“what was that?” he questioned, obviously referring to your little switch in class

you shrugged again. “what do you mean?”

“you know what i’m talking about,”

“i don’t think i do,”

dream was taken aback your confidence, he wasn’t used to talking with someone who’s stood up against him so confidently. he didn’t hate it though. he licked the seam of his lips.

“thank you,” he said.

you shook your head, you must’ve misheard him. dream, saying thank you? “pardon?”

he chuckled. “i’m not saying it again,”

you smiled, looking up at him. “you’re welcome,” before turning on your heel, holding your textbook to your chest and walking away with a giant grin on your face

dream was intrigued. never had anyone done something like that to him. he felt a little bad now that he remembered his attitude towards you for most of the term. maybe because he was so used to people making fun of him, tried blocking you out before it started. however, it occurred to him that you only want to help.

he didn’t know it, but within a week of your next interactions, he was gonna be absolutely smitten for you

luckily for him. so were you.

“dream?”

he offered a small smile.

“oh, hey [y/n]!”

he obviously didn’t know that he just gave himself away. you pursed your lips and watched the giant grandfather clock as it struck, your lesson was in 5 minutes. without warning, you grabbed his arm, hauling him away from the crowd of students.

you stood nervously, face to face with him as you contemplated what to say and what to ask him.

“are you o-,”

“have you been sending me notes?” you blurted out, slapping a hand over your mouth, regretting your approach as soon as the words spilled out.

he had a blank expression, as if he were trying to act like he didn’t know what you were talking about, but his body language said otherwise. he just gnawed at his lip

you quickly shoved a hand into your pocket, searching for the piece of paper. you pulled it out and took the diary that was in his hands, placing the papers on top of each other. he wasn’t escaping this one.

he sighed. “you’ve been on my mind since that first stupid class, [y/n],” he admitted, his green eyes looked vulnerable, much unlike the dream that everybody knew and was intimidated by.

“so you’ve been sending me notes?”

“i had to shoot my shot somehow,” he shrugged

a breathy chuckle came from you, you couldn’t fight off the smile that smeared across your face. of all the people it could’ve been, it was the cute boy from potions. you were relieved it wasn’t that weirdo second year kid that had been hitting on you for ages.

“so?” he spoke up.

“so what?”

“what do you say? will you allow me to court you?”

you rolled your eyes. “no need to be so formal,”

if you said no it would probably be the most embarrassing thing for him. for weeks his friends had been teasing him for ages, who ever heard of slytherin being all doe-eyed for one person? this was a win or lose.

you once again put a hand into the pocket of your cloak, pulling out a quill,

you scribbled messily on the pale yellow parchment, ripping it from its backbone, folding it up and handing it to him with a giant and confident grin on your face.

dream hesitantly opened it up

i would love to go out with you, idiot <3

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taglist: @inniterhq @basilly @nitejade @bunnyloo @siriushxney @notphilosopherstudentblog @tinyegg @dreamiewrites @kai-was-here @shiyanchan @sleepysoupi @forutheworld @ttakinou @cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc @sabinanotfound @esylwen

#dreamwastaken x reader #dream x reader #dreamwastaken imagines #dreamwastaken imagine #dream imagines #dream imagine #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagines #mcyt imagine #mcyt x you #dream x you #dreamwastaken x you

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glazelilyy · 3 years ago

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this picture + albedo pleaseee and congrats on your 500 <3

the picture:

𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐅𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓 - 𝐚 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢

pairing - albedo x gender neutral reader (modern au!)

genre - fluff

word count - 471

a/n - hihi anon!! ty for the congrats :D this photo just...captures albedo's essence so well, i absolutely adore it :)

content under the cut!

"why the hell does victorian literature have to be so damn complicated?!" though irritation laced your fatigued voice, it only came out in a hiss of a whisper rather than an elongated groan like you'd normally do.

you tossed aside your hardcover copy of jane eyre and huffed as quietly as you could into your arms. screw the syllabus, you just wanted to sleep.

albedo gently laughed from the seat beside you, his slender fingers came to wrap around the book you'd tossed onto the dark, wooden table.

"maybe we should take a break perhaps? it seems we won't accomplish much if you're not up to working." from your place slumped over on the desk with your face buried in your folded arms, you felt the gentle, hesitant strokes of albedo's palm brush against the top of your head.

"a break sounds absolutely fantastic, if i have to read one more line i think my brain might implode."

you hadn't registered the feeling of albedo's momentary absence from the table, too absorbed in your fatigue. it wasn't until you stretched your hand out seeking his warmth that you realized he was missing.

"bedo?" you groggily whispered, trying your best to adhere to the library's rules.

"i'm right here, apologies i should've informed you that i left for a moment." his palm slipped itself to hold your burning cheek, warm from being nestled in your arms.

"s'okay, where'd you go?"

albedo perched himself on the edge of the wooden stool and held up a brightly colored, laminated book. "i was looking for this," you snorted, grabbing the book from his hands and inspecting it.

it was a typical children's book with some animals depicted on the front and the words "learning about animals!" marked on the front in big, blocky, multicolored letters. "why were you looking for this?" the edges of your lips tweaked upwards.

"i read this to klee when she's tired, it sends her right to sleep." albedo gently retrieved the book from your curious grip and scooted over to sit on your bench.

you didn't fight against the yawn that escaped your lips as you settled your head on his cotton covered shoulder, using your free arms to wrap around his bicep.

"anything's better than jane eyre." you sleepily mumbled against his shirt and watched as he opened the first page revealing a colorful flurry of animals and big, easy words.

surrounded by piles of classic novels, you let the world fall away as albedo's voice read to you about how orange a tiger was or how soft a panda bear's fur felt and fell into that steady, warm lull of sleep. he paused midway and you feel the press of a kiss against your temple just as you begin to drift off, followed by a quiet "sweet dreams".

#500 event.a photo of you and i #albedo #albedo x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact x reader

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carpisuns · 3 years ago

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New anon, but I saw the last one and I have some thoughts. Specifically, I have been obsessing over ml for the last month or so, and I’ve only seen three episodes, and they were the three released before crocoduel. And you know what? I wasn’t that into it, it wasn’t bad it just wasn’t half as engaging as fanon and fanworks have been for me.

I’ve also done this with the Magicians, Supernatural, and a couple others. I think the reason that this works, for some people, is because it is a more familiar and in many ways, easier way to discover and become attached to new material and new characters. Fan writers and artists are coming from a place of love for their source material (no matter what issues they may have with it) and that bleeds out into their work. Time is spent developing the characters and their feelings, their relationships, in ways that canon so often can’t or isn’t allowed to, and reading that, it’s very easy to fall in love with new characters very quickly. There’s also common AUs and dynamics that make it much easier to start something new.

And also: comfort characters. So many fans find common ground with characters and further project onto them, particularly in fanfic. And because of that it’s often easier to identify with a fan’s interpretation of a character than it is to identify with the canon’s, since you have these more deeply explored feelings and relationships based on a combination of canon and the personal experiences of the fan writer. Also, with these kinds of fics it’s extremely emotionally affirming since for someone who doesn’t have much of any connection with the source material, it feels like the original, even if you’re reading a large body of work by a lot of different people. And I’m so used to fanfic as a substitute for the emotional work and character development that shows/movies/books don’t have room for or aren’t willing to get into, that approaching a fandom as it’s own original piece of media in a way, feels very comforting.

That’s my perspective on it anyways, and why I do this. I do think it is a good thing to engage with the canon to an extent, even if it’s just watching a few clips (how I found ml) but I also don’t think you need any real connection or knowledge of it to be deeply invested in the fandom. Sorry, this got very long.

you know, i totally get being on, like, the fringe of fandoms and interacting with fanon to an extent without a proper investment in canon (I have a couple fandoms like that), but i honestly just can't imagine becoming super invested in a fandom when I am not invested in the source material...maybe that's just a difference between you and me, idk.

but also, i gotta admit that i'm struggling a bit to understand the reason. you yourself pointed out that fan work is enjoyable because the creator's love for canon bleeds into it. and isn't that the reason that you would want to give canon a real chance? obviously there is fan content made out of spite lol (and sadly a fair amount in this fandom), but to me most fan content is like a love letter to canon. like, "i adore this thing so much that it inspired me to create and share with other people who adore it." and what better recommendation is there than that?? i would think people would wanna familiarize themselves with canon in order to better enjoy fanon(?)

i completely understand your point about fan content delving further into characterization and relationships where canon hasn't/can't, and that is such a big appeal of fanfic/fanart. but i don't feel like that's a reason to not engage with canon? on the contrary, i feel like you are missing something important in your understanding and appreciation of that wonderful exploration if you haven't experienced firsthand the foundation that canon set. and maybe that missing thing is just your personal interpretation of a character/dynamic.

for example, i could say, "adrien agreste is this, this, and this and he would do this but not this." and of course i will think im right because my characterization is always perfect 😌sakjdfaldjks but someone else might have a slightly different interpretation, and someone else will have another interpretation, and when you mush all those individual takes on a character together, you will get a good sense of who they are, but you still don't have the Original™️ to draw your own interpretation from. idk, to me it sounds like basing your opinion of chocolate ice cream on what other people are saying about it without ever trying it yourself? ajsldakljf maybe that's an oversimplification but i do think that without experiencing it for yourself, your understanding will always be kind of incomplete.

idk, i big agree with everything you said about why fan content is special, but everything that is a point in fanon's favor is not a knock on canon. to me fan content feels pretty inseparable from canon, so it just doesn't compute to me to take canon out of the equation? then we would have nothing.

i feel like it's almost kinda trendy nowadays to be like, "oh this show actually sucks lmao but the fanon and AUs are good." like it's shameful to actually...enjoy source material? 😭 i mean i completely understand that miraculous ladybug is not gonna be everyone's cup of tea and that's fine! but if you truly enjoy the fan content that much i encourage you to give canon a real shot. it's not that surprising to me that you watched 3 recent episodes and didn't vibe that much, since you haven't seen the 3 seasons of buildup that lead to them. miraculous has a neat way of tying a bunch of things together so if you aren't familiar with all of it, you're probably missing out.

personally my love for miraculous was kind of a slowburn at first. i only started watching the show because my sister and i made a deal that forced me to watch the first few eps lol. and i didn't really vibe either. but there must have been enough of a spark there for me to keep watching bc for some reason i did and the more i watched the more i fell in love with it until it became the thing that occupies my brain more than anything else. i started with canon and then got into fanon, but it could easily go the other way too. and if you're already invested in the story and characters, i have to imagine it would be much easier to push past the initial cringe of "this is a show about a couple of teen furries rated TV-Y7 on netflix" lol and give anything you don't vibe with the benefit of the doubt.

again, to be clear, i'm not trying to judge or gatekeep here! i'm just saying this because i genuinely LOVE miraculous. it's my favorite show. that's why i make things for it. that's why i have this blog. i want people to watch it. so maybe, pwetty pwease, try watching the show you like so much? 🥺👉👈

(source bc i was too lazy to make my own so i stole this from twitter)

#anon #ask #fandom #long post

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hopes-peak-postal-company · 3 years ago

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saw yttd in the fandom list. may i perhaps get an angsty letter from mod tsumugi written by sou?

anon you,,, omg

but to be honest with you, thank you for being my first yttd request! sou is one of my favorite characters. he's quite an interesting one to analyze and understand, isn't he?

i'm not sure if you've made it up to the most recent chapter, so i'll leave a larger cut for this letter in particular since it'll include spoilers for chapter 2-2's ending!

(angst isn't my strong suit but the motivation to finish this was stronk.)

a knock on your door interrupts your reverie. it's kanna.

"h-hello. i know you want some time alone to yourself, but there's something sou told me to do after... that. i'll leave it out the door for you when you're ready."

her footsteps gradually disappear. you open the door and find a cellphone opened in the notes app. it's titled with just your name on it...

you've received a letter?

entering your room again, you sit on the bed and read through it...

If you're reading this, I'm most likely dead now, aren't I? Wow, I think I felt chills reading that. Or it must be because of the air conditioning in this facility. I don't really know. But no matter the circumstances were of how I went, it's not your fault or anything, yeah? I was meant to die sooner or later anyway.

Gosh, this must be embarrassing, right? I'm sure it looked way cooler when the movie protagonists did it.

I just wish I could have been stronger like you. Just kidding! Unless...?

All jokes aside, is it weird that I started tying this on a whim after giving up on finding another way out? Everyone's scared faces, the large rocks, how we all lost hope so quickly, it all meant just one thing to me: I'm next. I've spent at least more than 3 nights now tossing and turning, thinking about the horrible ways I'm going to die in here. But when I think of you and Kanna, I don't feel afraid at all. You two have a better chance at surviving in this hellhole than I do, and I should be sulking about how unfair that is right now like when I was first given the survival percentage papers. Yet, here I am doing everything I can to protect you both, even if it means risking myself. Have I gone insane and accepted my fate this quickly?

(OK, maybe that was an exaggeration. Please don't remember just the cringy stuff I've said.)

Tragic, isn't it? I still even speak in the present tense, knowing I'm probably already done what I've talke about here.

If it isn't much of a hassle, can you take care of Kanna for me? During our time here, she's become like a sibling to me. You don't need to look after her 24/7, that is. Im sure she can handle herself well without me. As long as I die knowing you two are safer, I'm fine with whatever's in store for me beyond.

In the case that you get out, that's alright too... I guesss. Forget about everything that happened here and live a good life. Not that I'm telling you to live out your life for me too. Live out your life not to end up like me. Eat good food, meet some nice people, grow old and happy, all that jazz. May I shamelessly recommend you the seaweed soup at [redacted] Street? I swear it'll taste amazing. With all the messed up stuff we've seen here, it'll take some time to recover. You're a really strong person to have made it this far, though.

This became longer than i intendef. I don't thikn I can carry on typing any longer. How lng has it been since I last fell asleep properly in here? I know it all sounds so half-assed and last minute, but I believ in you. You'll make it out there. If reincarnation does exist, let's all meet again and get close in a world without the Death Game, yeag? I'll be waitingg

-Shin Tsukimi

#mod tsumugi #your turn to die #kimi ga shine #yttd #kgs #your turn to die spoilers #yttd spoilers #2-2 spoilers #sou hiyori #hiyori sou #sou hiyori x reader #hiyori sou x reader

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thinkingisadangerouspastime · 4 years ago

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do you think zuko treated mai fairly? i mean... why didn't he trust her to tell her his deepest thoughts when he abandoned her in the fire nation? i know he loved her but i don't understand why he didn't just tell her instead of hurting her unnecessarily. they're cute but i find it so hard to get past this, i would be so hurt if my bf didn't tell me something so important. and then mai just. forgives zuko so easily even after he locked her in a cell still not trusting her. mai deserves better :(

It’s kind of funny you ask this, because I lowkey have a lot of feelings about the phrase “x deserved better than y”. For one, I’m always cautious around it, because in the A:TLA fandom I’ve seen it thrown around in two main ways:

“Katara deserved better than Aang!” followed by the most ridiculous slander labelling Aang as abusive, toxic, manipulative, etc. (Funnily enough, though, a lot of those people will also go and ship T.aang. Like T.aang is an Excellent ship, do not get me wrong, but it’s clear they just say ‘Katara deserved better’ because they hate K.ataang and don’t necessarily care one way or the other about Aang.)

“Zuko deserved better than Mai!” followed by the most obnoxious bullshit also labelling Mai as abusive, toxic, manipulative, etc. and even - I kid you not - saying she’s “too ugly” for Zuko. At worst, racist; at best, shallow. (And again, funnily enough, a lot of them will then ship M.ailee, again proving they don’t really care one way or another about Mai, they just hate M.aiko.)

Now, I’m not getting into the K.ataang vs Z.utara vs M.aiko ship wars, lmao, but those are the two primary ways that rhetoric is used. It’s kind of embarrassing, tbh, how fandom tends to use the phrase to discredit pairings and demonize characters instead of… you know. Moving on with their lives, lol.

But your ask fascinates me, anon, because you bring up the point of Zuko not trusting Mai, thus leading to the conclusion of “Mai deserves better than Zuko.” Which is interesting, because as I just mentioned, for most people who follow the “x deserves better than y” phrase, it tends to be used the other way around!

Firstly, however, I want to say that you don’t have to ship Maiko. You can read my explanation and walk away still feeling exactly the same way about Mai and Zuko’s relationship (love it, hate it, indifferent to it, all that jazz), and that’s totally okay! But I’m going to do my best to explain what’s off with the rhetoric of “x deserves better than y,” specifically regarding Maiko. My thesis, as it were?

It’s not about “deserve.”

Disclaimer: This obviously does not refer to genuinely unhealthy/abusive relationships. I shouldn’t have to say that, but we all know how Tumblr is. I digress.

Love isn’t about “deserve.” At first glance, that’s kind of a confusing take, isn’t it? Don’t we all “deserve” someone who will respect us, appreciate us, and treat us well? Of course we do! But those are just qualities of any healthy relationship. When I say that love isn’t about “deserve,” I mean that love can’t be simplified quite so easily. Here is a definition of “deserve”:

“do something or have or show qualities worthy of (reward or punishment)”

How do we make ourselves “worthy” of love? I (an optimist) don’t think we do. Love isn’t about worthiness; I believe we are all “worthy” of love simply by existing. Instead, I argue that love is about openness. It’s not about if we “deserve” love or not, but rather if we allow ourselves to be open to it.

All of this is to say that it’s not about whether or not Mai “deserves” or “deserves better than” Zuko; it’s that she is open to receive love from him, and he from her. She wants to love and be loved by Zuko. No one else. She says it to Azula herself: “I love Zuko more than I fear you.” Mai chooses Zuko, full stop, just as Zuko chose her by a) doing everything in his power to keep her out of his betrayal of the Fire Nation (why would he risk putting a death sentence on her head, too?) and b) reuniting with her happily at the end of the show (i.e. he didn’t brush her off; he smiles his widest smile in the entire show during that scene!). So it’s not about “deserve.” It’s about these two kids loving and finding love in one another. A Shakespeare quote is particularly relevant here:

“Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.” (Twelfth Night – Act 3, Scene 1)

We are all looking for love, be it romantic or platonic or anything in-between, and there is no better feeling than we receive love even when we feel we don’t “deserve” it. Mai is willing to work with Zuko to make their relationship work despite his mistakes, because it’s not about if he “deserves” her, but because she knows he is willing to grow and improve (and she is, too).

Also, within the series of A:TLA (specifically towards the middle-end of Book 3), it can be concluded that Zuko believes that he is no longer “worthy” of Mai’s love. That he doesn’t “deserve” her love because of how he abandoned her (and she is the only thing about the Fire Nation he regrets leaving behind). Mai disagrees with him. She is open to a relationship with Zuko because she loves him for an infinite number of reasons (one being that he does what is right, including going against the Fire Nation, even if she did not at first understand). When Zuko realizes this by the time the finale comes around, they reconcile in a tender embrace.

And what reason are we ever given to doubt Mai regarding whether or not she “deserves” better than Zuko? Mai is perfectly aware of her own worth. She breaks up with Zuko in “The Beach” because his behavior is inexcusable and she knows that she doesn’t have to put up with it. Even in the comics, which are handled poorly, I don’t entirely hate the Maiko breakup because again, Mai knows that she does not have to be responsible for Zuko’s well-being. She loves him, she loves him so much, and she tries to help him, but she is not his therapist. So again, why should we doubt Mai? Going back to the A:TLA finale - Mai knows what she “deserves” and what she doesn’t. She knows what she will and what she won’t put up with. And after everything, she is still open to a relationship with Zuko. Because love isn’t about “deserve,” and it never has been.

To address your other questions:

why didn’t he trust her to tell her his deepest thoughts when he abandoned her in the fire nation? i know he loved her but i don’t understand why he didn’t just tell her instead of hurting her unnecessarily.

You almost answer your question yourself, anon. “[H]is deepest thoughts”? Who tells anyone their “deepest thoughts”? We actually talked about this in my Shakespeare class (I know, right? lmao). A very common trope in Shakespeare’s tragedies is a lack of communication. We all read Romeo and Juliet and Othello and were like “dude, if they had just talked to each other, none of those bad things would have happened!!” (and thus those tragedies might have been comedies).

My professor agreed with us. Then he asked, well, why do you think Shakespeare doesn’t have anyone communicate?

One brave soul said, “That’d be too easy.”

Which is… almost right. Perhaps, narratively, it would be too easy. The plays would definitely be resolved much faster. But the truth? It’s too hard. People don’t communicate clearly in real life. They hide certain things because they’re embarrassed, they’re ashamed, they’re afraid. Even couples who’ve been together for years will admit that they don’t tell each other everything, for whatever reason. People are imperfect, and thus their relationships are, too.

(Slightly amusing sidebar: Macbeth and Lady Macbeth are actually an example of a perfect couple, because Macbeth confides everything to Lady Macbeth in Act 1. And, well, we all know how that went down[hill], lmao.)

So why didn’t Zuko tell Mai the truth when he was leaving the Fire Nation? He was afraid! He says it himself in “The Boiling Rock”: “Everyone in the Fire Nation thinks I’m a traitor. I couldn’t drag her into it.” Zuko is afraid of what might happen to Mai! He knows the Fire Nation now has a price on his head - why would he wish that on Mai? It’s bad enough that she’s the (former) girlfriend of a traitor! How much worse might it have been for her if she’d been associated with him after he’d threatened the Fire Lord’s life*? I’m not saying this to excuse Zuko’s decision, because perhaps Mai would have agreed to join him (although we cannot conclude this with total certainty), and I certainly think breaking up by text letter was a pretty crappy way to go about it, but all the same, he was trying to protect her. When Mai realizes this, what does she do?

Saves his ass from Azula and utters one of the most iconic lines in the entire series.

*Also, a kind of interesting parallel presents itself between Zuko and Hamlet here, lmao. One interpretation of Hamlet’s “get thee to a nunnery!” scene with Ophelia is reading it as him trying to cut ties with her in the cruelest way possible so she wouldn’t try to follow him and possibly get hurt as he killed Claudius (aka regicide, the highest crime in Denmark). While it’s arguable that Zuko isn’t quite so perceptive, lmao, there is the possibility that Zuko thought breaking up with Mai in such a callous way would help prevent her from remaining attached to him and thus getting mixed up in his mess (killing the Fire Lord, aka the A:TLA equivalent of regicide, the highest crime in the Fire Nation). Just something to ponder!

and then mai just. forgives zuko so easily even after he locked her in a cell still not trusting her.

I don’t know if I’d call her forgiveness “easy.” Making the decision to betray Azula? That’s hard. Mai was signing herself up for a death sentence, because Azula doesn’t take prisoners (Aang can testify to this, lmao). If Ty Lee hadn’t been there, Mai almost certainly would have died. So yeah. I wouldn’t call her forgiveness “easy,” anon. I think it’s one of the scariest choices she ever made.

Of course, one can argue that Mai’s true forgiveness of Zuko actually came later, which I don’t necessarily disagree with. I think Mai’s initial instinct was to trust Zuko because she knows him better than perhaps anyone (thus she realizes he wouldn’t walk away from the Fire Nation without true cause), hence her betrayal of Azula. When she survived because of Ty Lee’s chi-blocking (since honestly, Mai probably didn’t think she’d get that far) and was ultimately imprisoned, I bet she had plenty of time to think about Zuko and her relationship with him. Working on that presumption, again, I don’t think I’d call her forgiveness “easy,” because she likely took several days if not weeks to process everything.

Also, you say Zuko doesn’t trust her because a) he didn’t inform her of what he was doing when he left the Fire Nation and b) he locked her in a cell at the Boiling Rock. I understand that perspective, but again, I go back to this line: “Everyone in the Fire Nation thinks I’m a traitor. I couldn’t drag her into it.” Does that sound like someone who doesn’t trust Mai? I think the better description is that Zuko feared for Mai, as I mentioned earlier. Did he lock her in a cell because he thought she’d betray him, or because he thought it was the last thing he could do to protect her when everything went to shit as he, Sokka, Suki, and etc. were all escaping from prison? Could it have been a little bit of both? We can’t say for sure, of course, but given how happy Zuko was around Mai in “Nightmares and Daydreams,” I think his love for her ultimately outweighed his worries about Mai’s ties to Azula, which leads me to conclude his locking her in a cell was less about distrust and more a final, last-ditch attempt at keeping her out of his mess.

Plus, Zuko has issues. Mai knows this. She loves him all the same for it. As I said earlier, she is open to giving love to and receiving love from Zuko. I think it’s a bit of a discredit to Mai’s character to assume she forgave him easily. And besides! She told him herself: “But don’t ever break up with me again.” Mai implicitly tells him hey, don’t pull that BS again, and Zuko gives her an embarrassed smile before they hold each other in a gentle, loving embrace. It’s not a direct statement, and maybe that puts some people off from it, but Mai is firmly implying that she wants him to trust her more, and Zuko acknowledges this (and he’s rightfully a little embarrassed that he kept her out of it, since hindsight is 20/20 and he now understands she probably would have gone with him; do remember, of course, that he had no way of knowing that initially).

do you think zuko treated mai fairly?

Well, how do we define “fairly”? I guess the short answer is no, he didn’t, but what other choice did he believe he had at the time? Answer: none. It was either keep Mai out of it and guarantee her safety or drag Mai into it (which Zuko likely saw as a selfish option, i.e. what right did he have to pull his girlfriend into treason just because he didn’t want to lose her company?) and risk losing her. As viewers, we know there’s more to the situation than that, but Zuko doesn’t have our luxury. So his decision to keep Mai out of it and thus try to protect her? I would call that a “fair” assessment, yes.

And besides, anon:

“The course of true love never did run smooth.” (A Midsummer Night’s Dream - Act 1, Scene 1)

Mai and Zuko chose each other. Who are we to deny them their happiness?

#yes i WILL quote shakespeare 24/7 and what about it?#maiko #mai #zuko #avatar the last airbender #atla meta #atla #atla mai #atla zuko #atla analysis #the boiling rock #amy answers #amy analyzes #anon #adding line break after i post btw!!

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