#ansy-drabbles

[throwaway-yandere]

19th Century YANDERE!WANDERER x F!Reader idea:

You were once a well-liked farmer in a remote village. Despite owning a small library of your own, which was a massive social symbol of wealth at the time, you experienced no discrimination from both the rich and the poor. Each side treated you with respect for you grew the finest of fruits and vegetables at such a cheap price. Go any lower, and they'd think you were positively doing charity work. Every poor man and noble maids would line up each morning for a chance to buy "Lady (Y/n)'s produce".

However, you faced your peaceful life's turning point when a hooded young man opted to cut the line. With grace, you approached him and politely told him to follow the rules. You see, if he cannot respect others, how can he respect the food you've grown with such kindness and care?

That's when WANDERER's interest piqued. He understood little of the North's customs. Where he's from— most transactions can be accelerated with the help of a Fixer. When (Y/n) raised an eyebrow at the sight of his bribery, he understood that he royally messed up. He didn't apologize, but he admitted that he was wrong and left the marketplace. But that was when he knew, there might finally be a place for him after all the traveling he had done.

If the village thought your prices were near charitable, your approach to befriending the WANDERER certainly was saint-like behavior. You visited his inn and presented him with a bread basket. With a hearty laugh, you uttered hopes that you were not bothering him as you watched him fix his bed-head. The dark-haired man could only watch perplexed as you motioned to the chair and asked to sit down. You asked for his name, he didn't comply. You asked if you could call him "Iris", just like how you'd assign flower petnames to close friends, and he only replied with a morning grunt and a pinkish hue on his cheeks.

Iris Ensata, in the royal gardens, meant "a gentle heart". Whether you knew floral languages or not, each time you called him by that name, his chest tightens as though he has one.

He's grown fond of your conversations, but his travels cannot cease. WANDERER's goal had always been to find an ancient artifact his mother preached. Attaining it meant he would be the next to rule the land, for he was secretly the Crown Prince. He was vague whenever he talked about his troubles to you, but you instantly related to his musings. You yourself managed the farm because you wanted to please your father. He saw you as a lesser human, and decided that to prove your worth, you needed to manage your own small "empire". His mother was the same. Both of you were tested, and you are now standing on the same crossroad. To be a slave to a kin's whims, or to carve your own path? He had yet to decide that for himself...

Hence, when stress had taken its toll, he pulls out his map to find his way back to you. Moonshines later, he reached the point where he no longer required one. His soul knew where you were. Where home was. Stopping by the village just to see you was always a lull before the storm. And he was incredibly excited to tell you that his adventure is now finished, and the crown now rests on his head.

But what if he was too late to salvage what was left of such a natural disaster? What if the lull was eerie? What if the lull was a silent void he could never get rid off?

In his return, he found not a storm, but a rain of fire. There, at the center of the square, was you. The smell of singed hair defiled his senses, and your face burned in his mind. He saw you everytime he closed his eyes.

"BURN THE WITCH!!! BURN THE WITCH!!!"

The mob drags on. And on. And on. The chant does not stop. He stands there, petrified.

When only the lull remains, he pulled down his hood and looked over to the stake you once stood.

"It's just ashes..." He muttered. "Nothing left but a-ashes..."

He chuckled, humorless. His voice was once a small crackling sound, like the fire that took you, until it erupted into a full blown laughter. His eyes were wide, and his grip on both your ashes and the earth you once tended to and loved made his knuckles white. The WANDERER— no, The CROWN PRINCE laughed hard in his mind, but that was not what the townsfolk heard.

What they heard was the alarming anguished screams of a lover who had everything he had stolen away.

He will be merciful, for he knew you still loved your friends and neighbors even when they had tied and burnt you to crisps. He will make their deaths brief. As brief as his soldiers could make this whole village burn and purged off all its filth.

Maybe when the spring comes back, so too will you return. Maybe once he had purged off all the filth in this village's wreckage, he'll find his home.

But until then, there is no longer any sense of gentleness in his own heart.

[spidey-bie]

Yes I know Britain's black history month isn't in February I don't care.

How is Hobie spending the first day of BHM?

[arilkang]

Cosa sono io? (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/290795859-cosa-sono-io?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=The_Kullat "Sono solo una spettatrice della vita degli altri, del mondo che va avanti e che ama la vita; io rimango lì, a guardarla dalla lente di colei che è al di fuori della vita e del flusso. Un flusso costante che ti caccia senza pietà nel momento in cui fuggi da esso e dal suo controllo." Scritta il 7 novembre 2021 | Corretta e pubblicata l'11 Agosto 2024.

[throwaway-yandere]

Why would you even ENTERTAIN the thought of listening to them when he's right there? Someone who has clearly read more words than the person whom you're conversing with?

... Most definitely insulting. Downright slander right before his eyes.

Do you not see how ignorant they are? Are you ridden with the same illness they possess? How concerning.

Very well then, he'd allow you the opportunity to stay by his side for much longer. Give him permission to heal you, (and perhaps the process itself shall help him diagnose what makes the blood vessels in his heart constrict this much around you.)

I just keep toying around with the concept of a yandere! Dr Ratio, who's so up his high horse that he can't comprehend why he's so attracted to a simpleton such as yourself. He singles you out and makes you uncomfortable on purpose but gets so pressed when you're talking to someone else.

... It's insulting.

Don't listen to those buffoons. If you have problems, come to him. Just ignore the grip of his hand and unnerving stare.

[zhongrin]

🎁 ᴢʜᴏɴɢʀɪɴ 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 ᴡʀᴀᴘᴘᴇᴅ 🫶🏻

ー just a little thing i wanted to make as the year ends 💗

𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐇𝐮𝐛𝐛𝐲 💍

① 👑 zhongli 👑 ✼ best husband, best comfort f/o, best everything. my ultimate blorbo 🧡

② al haitham 🌱 & wriothesley 🐾 ✼ he's such a silly guy. i love him so much. ✼ who's a good puppy! who's the goodest boy! yes you areeee~! <3

ⓧ runner up // neuvillette 🦦 ✼ his en voice almost made me simp. almost. damn you ray chase /lh

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 🎶

ー✼ the ebg back in february and october! so so so so much chaos fun! both took all the creative juices and sleep i had, but it was all so worth it! i got to connect with more people and interactions were off the charts for the whole week. and coviello... my precious babie <3 i'm pretty sure i'll join another ebg next year given the opportunity.... or perhaps even host one, but with a twist-

ー✼ got matched up T W I C E (well, thrice in total) with mr. i am here's alternate universe selves al haitham. thanks @/ansy-tea / @/kopidense 👍🏻 i shall endeavor to make an effort to discombobulate and fool the silly sprout man in 2024 if there are any other matchup events open lmao

ー✼ teyvatweets! it was so much fun compiling everyone's tweets and coding the website hehe it didn't really blow up or anything due to how 'personal' that project was, but i think about it from time to time. such a fun lil thing!

ー✼ that 1 pity c0 al haitham who came right after ayato.... thanks dad for gracing me with your birthday luck 🙏🏻

ー✼ finally treating myself and indulging in all the selfship commissions. i'm grateful i have the ability to indulge and i'm hoping to do the same next year. and the way everyone just gifted me things for my birthday made me feel so so loved. i couldn't celebrate it with anyone since i wasn't at home, and it was on a weekday meaning my friends were all busy - so it felt like a mini-party... truly, from the bottom of my heart, thank you so much ;w;

ー✼ personally, i'm super happy and kind of proud of getting very comfortable with sharing my art and improving on it! i used to go back and forth whenever i'm trying to post art, but now i'm confident enough to not think too much about it! naturally i have lots to improve and i'm nowhere near 'good' but that's fine with me! i owe it all to yall's support and lovely comments <3

ー✼ all the anon drabbles and charanons!!!! always such a nice sight to wake up to. they're like surprise gifts whenever i open tumblr because i don't have notifications on, and i adore them so much! big big big shoutout to @/floraldresvi, @/crystalflygeo, and @/soleillunne yall are amazing ;w;

ー✼ all the super sweet messages all of you left in my christmas tree.... i'm cradling all the wishes and silliness and messages from my f/os so close to my heart!! ceo!haitham tho. bruh you're still making me work LEAVE ME ALONE- /silly

ー✼ that zhongli birthday celebration series... they're not much, and even with all posts combined they have way less notes than a random vent drabble i dropped in the middle of it lol but i had lots of fun writing, designing, and inserting all the 'golden threads' across the fics nonetheless!! i'll highlight them later so the people who have been following the little series can go 'OH' lol

𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 🫂

@ainescribe ❀ @silentmoths ❀ @crystalflygeo ❀ @moraxsthrone ❀ @floraldresvi ❀ @sheepmc ❀ @zhxngii ❀ @localplaguenurse ❀ @mysnowmanandmebaby ❀ @the-travelling-witch ❀ @watatsumiis ❀ @kurikurikurisu ❀ @leftdestiny-posts ❀ @kaeffeinee ❀ @queen-belial ❀ @abyssmal-skies ❀ @dawndelion-winery ❀ @yinyinggie ❀ @silkjade ❀ @dustofthedailylife ❀ @scarasmood

@euniveve ❀ @soleillunne ❀ @faesther ❀ @ansy-tea ❀ @vennnnn-diagram ❀ @navxry ❀ @celestetalkstoomuch ❀ @minhosairfryer ❀ @xeraeus ❀ @pearlywritings ❀ @ryuryuryuyurboat ❀ @mochinon-yah ❀ @asoulsreverie ❀ @xiaosonlybeloved ❀ @mooncreates ❀ @jingyuansbird ❀ @tearskillstardust

i love you all and i'm so so glad to have made a connection with you! be it knowing each other from mutual friends, from a drawing/writing commission, or even if we just stumbled onto each other randomly by pure chance - know that i appreciate you! every single one of you are so talented and so wonderful. thank you for being the threads that shaped the comfy sweater that is 2023 for me <3 ps. and for my former moots who are minors but have respected my boundaries, i'm sorry i didn't tag you but i had fun befriending you lot. my best wishes for you in the years ahead too! pps. some of you might know me from my main @/meimeimeirin instead! i separated the list into 2 paragraphs bc tumblr isn't letting me have that many texts in one block apparently hsldfjsd also, if you're not in the list i either 1) forgot, bc i have the memory of a goldfish, or 2) remembered, but felt like it would be intrusive for me to tag you <- (more likely tbh) 😔

@/jjovin3221, @/starffox, @/syrenkitsune, @/finleyrambles, @/dr-birb, @/smokipoki, @/1117sblog, @/virdiaura, @/lawnfei, @/lady-alexis-salt, @/local-ragamuffin, @/the-knaves-world, @/alhaithams-fanfic-stash, @/interpretpages, @/magicalink, @/starlingcore, @/lyralibra, @/crazyrichdaughter, @/winterhuntsman, @/ladycoleigh, @/bettybeako

ALSO, HUGE SHOUTOUT to the people who frequent my notifs. i can't remember most of yall's handles accurately (and for some of you i remember by your pfp instead hskdhskd) but whenever your username pops up, know that i always go "!!!!!" and my imaginative dog ears perks up and my metaphorical tail just starts thumping on the floor <3 thank you so much for your continuous support!! (and i know some of you wrote in my tree so thank you for that too hehe) note: that wasn't an exhaustive list, but more like the blogs i remember seeing a lot on top of my head!!

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 🧡

thank you for such a lovely 2023! thank you for being here and for always supporting my works, my silliness, and myself as a person. here's to more fun shenanigans ahead, and i hope 2024 will be a year that makes us all a better person <3

ꕥ xmas dividers © cafekitsune

[euniveve]

Rate your moots?

let me be honest I'm rating all my moots a million/10 because they are all amazing and talented and amazing BUT i will give you some "describe the moot/appreciate the moot" content if you dont mind. also I'm sorry to all my moots in advance because I will tag you ANYHOW LETS MOVE TO IT

@ainescribe = my very very first follower and moot in my first and current blog- ABSOLUTE GOD at writing angst (known as the angst queen for a reason) amazing writing style (the poetic artistry hello?) very very nice and sweet, is my gateway to genshinblr <3333333

@meritamiau = this is my beta, i love my beta very much, THEY ARE A GODSEND FRFR also their writing hello??? love it, got that poetic artistry going on, check out their ao3 lucworld, it is awesome (i honestly cant believe this amazing writer is my beta, still blows my mind fr)

@yuellii = *chef's kiss* writing (you guys need to read it) veteran writer, super sweet and nice, VERY VERY PRETTY BLOG (shapes and colours entertain me), her writing is like a box of chocolate, there is one for everyone (she is an everyone kind of writer, i really recommend her blog if you are a beginner)

@rainswept = HAVE YOU GUYS SEEN THEIR BLOG? LAWD HAVE MERCY IT MAKE ME WANNA STARE AT IT FOR HOURS, they are THE lyney simp, multitalented, basically a prodigy, i wanna put them under a microscope and study them (affectionately)

@localplaguenurse = one of the reasons why i got into writing in the first place, first fic was inspired by his magnum opus (everyone who likes TPHD please thank the predecessor because LAWD ALMIGHTY IS AS GOLD AS THE GINGKO TREES ONE OF THE LEGENDARY ZHONGLI X READER MASTERPIECES OF ALL TIME), we don't talk a lot but is definitely an amazing dude (i can tell frfr), honestly if you are in ao3 go check him out he is an amazing writer fr

@silentmoths = on god write one of the best smut on this damn platform (minors don't interact with them I am watching you guys) ) their writing makes me say "ffs/pos *reads more*" yk what i mean? honestly she is an all-around cool dude and very nice too, one of my Star Rail friends, a cutie pie very nice person (i think i said that twice but that's okay)

@meimeimeirin = listen listen, if you want a zhongli fic/drabble/oneshot, this is the writer for you, it just LAWD HER BLOG IS THE ZHONGLI HEAVEN I'm telling you, i can just stare at her blog and be content with my zhongli cravings, she is THE zhongli writer fr, also one of the reasons i got into writing, particularly writing drabble &oneshots, anyhow check out her blog if you are a zhongli simp like me

@otomempress =(if you are a minor, don't interact with her) VERY NICE VERY CUTE VERY SWEET, ALSO DRAGON SIMP (like me) AND WRITE AMAZING WORKS (if you love wrio &neuvi you are eating good at their account fr) very fun person overall

@i23kazu/@yinyinggie = this cutie pie is also amazing at writing, VERY VERY NICE PERSON LIKE EXTREMELY NICE LIKE VERY SWEET i would like to bite them and they would probably taste like marshmallow sweet, owner of two beloved communities that are very well-known, very creative with their blog (remember tevyat airlines era anyone?)

@ansy-tea = if you like yandere... this is the writer for you. they write GOD LEVEL YANDERE FICS FR (that statue fic will forever haunt me/pos) also from their rbs i could tell they are a funny person

@ryuryuryuyurboat = VERY VERY NICE PERSON AND AN AMAZING WRITER TOO (tumblr please let them out of shadowban jail pls lawd)

@mhiieee, @dumbificat = i don't talk to them a lot HOWEVER i can tell that they are amazing writers and everytime they post a work I EAT IT UP GOOD frfr

@tanspostsblog = this is the og TPHD & TLRA fan, was their with me every step of the way, is there in every update, super supportive about everything LAWD IM GRATEFUL TO BE MOOTS WITH YOU TANS MUAH MUAH MUAH

notice how all my moots are amazing writers? yeah they are amazing writers, give them love everyone they deserve it muah muah muah

[cherry-colored-petals]

I FRICKING KNEW IT I KNEW IT WAS YOU HAHAHAHAH JERK I FINALLY GUESSED ONE THING RIGHT!!!!!!!! YOUR PEN PAL NAME SCREAMS ALBEDO, TOO BAD I'M A GREMLIN SO YOU'LL HAVE TO EXCHANGE WITH ESTHER IN THIS ONE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH–

HAHAHA YEAHHH IT WAS ME LMFAO HIIII

Anyways, I think I'm good not trading Wanderer considering he doesn't even know he's got my alternate (long story, but I can write it cause it's my sonas lore lol)

But anyways! As a reward, here's a fun fact on the pen name + the reason why I chose it and joined the event:

(read more because spoilers to the letter + my thoughts + lore of my sona, more specifically on EBG)

Did you know that it was ACTUALLY suppose to mean "Crimson Creation"?

I actually had in mind for it to be a slight jab to Rubedo/Albedo on EBG because despite their efforts, I want to remind them that I still exist to haunt their entire existence for going after Mei.

Also, my original idea was yes, "Creation of Ice"/"Icy Creation", but I figured I should go Crimson instead (it's why you saw me go as C.C.) because I like the ring to it. Creation of Crimson or Vermillion sounds more cryptic (at least to me hahaha)

Also also! To give a brief reason why I said it's an alternate and not me as an observer: it's a very lengthy explanation that I can write as its own longfic/series, but to simplify it for those who are curious (or just for you lmao I'm not mean)— there's actually one 'eye' that resides in Teyvat and another (my observer sona) being the one to look into them. It's such a funny irony because when I was writing the letter, I had that in mind and went "what if I pose it as one of my alternates writing it instead of myself?" And I was right HAHAHAHA

And if you're curious on the drabble, it's my recent one. I'm not gonna link it because I'm a cheeky bitch like that <3 (and also just in case a certain wind boi that became a God thinks of finding the ACTUAL me and discard that alternate like a bad habit haha whoops that ain't my problem now)

Y'know... I'm starting to see a teensy bit mean but like. I don't wanna die okay. I don't wanna deal with an obsessed man LMFAO he's too smart for his own good— probably not as bad as Albedo or Rubedo/Dorian though jfc imagine drugging an entity—

Ahem.

Anyway.

Ranting aside, I hope that's a fun little lore dump as a reward for you guessing correctly lol (and also to explain why I wrote the drabble in a very specific way :>) hehehehehe

Also yes I'm joining that second penpal event but this one is alr very very fun and I can't wait for future events like this Ansy HAISNSJJS

[throwaway-yandere]

Ansy's notes: everyone, this is purple friend's blog, @estellacarlsen !!! Follow her <3 She sent this fic on our discord and naturally...

My dumbass turned him into a yandere in a short drabble as a response lmao (this isn't proofread. Straight copy-pasted this out of our GC and only removed the asterisks. Enjoy–)

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Dainsleif wrapped his arm around your waist. You leaned into his warmth without a word, which had him chuckle.

Dain's more than aware that it had been a long day. If it weren't the case, you wouldn't be passed out on the car. Watching you and your newly-wed friend get wasted on the reception reminded him somewhat painfully that his spouse is a lot more lively when with a crowd–

But Dainsleif expresses his love best in silent moments like these.

Words fail him often, but his actions never faltered. He pressed a soft kiss against your cheek, closing his eyes as he savoured the temperature of your skin. Strange as it may seem, but he's addicted to how you always feel warm to touch. Perhaps it's just one of those strange quirks couples have for each other? He doesn't mind if it's something only you two would find "normal." Dainsleif abandoned all that since he made up his mind to pursue you.

Dainsleif is always so cold. He's fortunate to find a spouse this warm. You've always cracked jokes that his skin was as "iced" as the watch on his wrist, and perhaps there is some truth to those jests.

"Are you still asleep?" He muttered near your ear. You didn't move an inch. Dainsleif knew you weren't faking it– you're an entertaining songbird, but a decent liar you are not.

Good.

Stay asleep.

With careful and calculated movements, he slowly pushed you back on the passenger's seat. Dainsleif initially pulled you to check if you're awake, and he would've gotten carried away should be prolong this tranquil moment.

He started the engine and stared at the car's digital clock.

10:05 pm.

With no one else but the heavens as his witness, Dainsleif on that night prayed– something he has never done before–

that once this long night is over, the bastard who tried to drug you in that reception would find himself as cold as Dainsleif's broken watch.

(really sorry if the first scene doesn't follow the rituals of your religion)

Modern AU! Dainsleif x Reader

"(Name), do you take Dainsleif to be your husband? Do you promise to be faithful to him in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love him and to honor him all the days of your life?" The priest at your side asks, eyes focused on the gaze of the man in front of you.

Dainsleif's eyes twinkle of expectancy and hopefulness. His eyes much brighter than the gown you wore.

Today was the day. The day for you to be bound in front of so many people. For you to keep your vows and promises. For you to only be separated once the soil has called back for you and to keep your remains.

"I do." A distinct voice from your lips rang out as his gaze prisoned yours.

You notice Dainsleif fidgets a little. Perhaps because of giddiness. Perhaps from the relief that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with him as much as he does with you.

His lips curl up and reaches those eyes that contained stars within them.

The priest acknowledges that the couple have declared their consent to be married, and prays for God's blessing on the couple.

He says more words, more lines that are practiced every day, minute and seconds for other more to be wed. Before you knew it, Dainsleif was already holding your hands along with the ring— he places the wedding ring on your hand with the words accompanying, "(Name), receive this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit."

You stare at it for a brief second. The ring twinkles and shine, but it doesn't shines as beautifully as the eyes of your husband.

You imitate the same actions. The same lines he voiced out.

" In the sight of God and these witnesses—" you almost let out a chuckle as for the man you have wedded is an atheist, "I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss!"

And for a short yet what felt like a long moment, time has stopped for the both of you.

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You smile at the memory of your wedding day. It's been 3 years since it happened. 3 years since the both of you took your vows.

Your ring reflected the light inside your room.

"My love?" Dainsleif's voice took you out of your trance. He stood outside your shared bedroom door, already dressed up.

"Is there a problem?"  he asks as he walks back in, eyebrows furrowed on his forehead.

"No," soft and light tone escaped your lips, his face washed relief, "just reminiscing." You get back to what you were doing. Your hands trailing on the soft fabric of your dress.

Dainsleif opened one of the drawers into your shared room— the one filled with his watches. He pulls one out and dons in on his left arm.

"Of what?" He asks and you chuckle in turn. "Don't know, you might have to pry out the information from me" lips once again curling up, once he turns, you've already wore the dress, only that you needed to zip the zipper at the back.

"Need a little help?"

He sure has a lot of questions today, you giggle at the thought.

"Yes please."

He walks towards you as you show your back to him. You felt his hands slightly hovering at your back as he zips it up, almost making you shiver. His touches were always like this.

Soft.

Warm.

Gentle.

Like how it felt like to drink hot chocolate on a rainy night.

He felt like home.

He is home.

Distracted by the comfort, Dainsleif steals a smell of your fragrance. It lures him every time. You smelt good. You always did. Even when covered in sweat. Even when the both of you just woke up and haven't had the chance to brush your teeths.

Even if you're covered in spilled blood.

Not being able to resist you, he turns you and pulls you close to him as his hands guide your waist to his, and gave you a peck. You can feel he was smiling as he did so. And another. And another. And maybe just a little bit mor—

You giggle, "Honey, we're gonna be late." as much as you hate to break it, craving for more. His eyes immediately falling into sadness and he gave out a noise.

... was that a whimper?

He reaches for your bag and his keys, and guide you with him to his car. He lets you blast the music you like. He listens to your rambles of a new fixation you've been having— giving out questions, letting you talk about it more, letting him hear your voice more, letting the both of you pleasing each other. His hands rest on your thighs the entire way, comforting and predatory at the same time.

The both of you stand at the restaurant that both of you agreed for date night.

"What times is it?" you ask, he pulls out his phone from his pocket, "8:15", and places it back a few seconds ago.

He notices your eyebrows knitting a little, "What?"

"You know you have a watch right?" you say playfully, this time, you were the one asking the question.

He hums and shows you his watch as the both of you walk inside. The second hand doesn't seem to be moving. It remained stuck in place. Your eyebrows furrowing further.

"Why wear something that's unfunctional? Want me to buy you a new one?"

Dain smiles as though he's been waiting for you to ask that question since a long time ago.

"I stopped my watch the moment you said  'I do' from our wedding, I've been wearing it every date night."

Then you recall your memory once again on how he fidgeted.

It wasn't him fidgeting, but marking the exact time you finally consented to be his.

[throwaway-yandere]

Childe is so lucky that every darling I've written for him is a willing!reader. Perks of being one of the people who carried my early AR days 🥰

[spidey-bie]

Current Projects

This is so I don't forget lol

Ansi Playlist Lore

2/6 Done

Hobie x ARFID reader hcs

Completed

Librarian Hobie Part 2

Started

Hobie x Aroace Reader

Reader is tired of the constant allo/amatonormativity in everything

Started

Hobie x OCD Reader HCs

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Difference between Locs and Wicks

Started research

Techpunk Drunk Drabble

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Full MJ and May post

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How MJ and May met

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How Techpunk's Relationship Started

Started

Techpunk Spa Day

Thought about

QPR things, platonically taking a bath together

Techpunk Amnesia AU

Thought about

Techpunk Snow Day

Thought About

Sex Repulsed Hobie Headcanons

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Happy Fic with Ansi and Hobie ig

For Roman's sake 🙄

10 Part Depressed Hobie x Depressed Reader fic

Non spiderman AU, Reader moves to Britain. Planned out halfway.

Ansi and Hobie and how they handle emotions analysis

Thought about

Hobie QPR HCs part 2

Thought about

Ansi x Hobie Beach Fic

Thought about

I can't remember what else I was in the middle of atm. I'm trying to keep track of

[navxry]

Explanation below: (utc, will tag everyone because Im insane unless you're on discord alone then oops)

Under any circumstances: lol no one because I could never.

Only verbally:

Sam (@paperbcy) - I will fight you only verbally with lore because I know well enough that you'll give me something to lose my mind over. And yes, if you do that with the kids, I will 100% rattle you like a maraca.

Yami (@pastel-rights) - I thought abt putting you on the too scared to fight them but tbh I would probably end up causing the fight 😔 so if we do fight, I'll do better on verbal because I can always give you drabbles to toss me over LMAOOOO (I'm sorry Yami)

Snob (@snobwaffles) - tbh I would most likely just fight you (/exag) on theories LMAO but not as much? You're like the least person I'd think of fighting but yeah, having a dispute is the funniest idea and I can't fight you physically 💔

Probably:

Tae (@nice-chiaki) - I apologize in advance but again, probably. You make me lose my shit over VC sometimes, Tae, but the most I'd do is just rattle you 😔

Es (@faesther) - sighs in astro-attorney event... yeah, probably, but not physically. I think it's funny if we'd have a trial again but it's about the dumbest shit and the others in the server get to witness the chaos LMAOOOO

Ansy (@ansy-tea) - ik you're not going to see this but I AM GOING TO RATTLE YOU AFTER AUYFF, IRODORI AND FLAWLESS. I am going to shake you like a maraca and God knows what crimes I will commit after. Am I sorry? Not really, but probably. It's still a huge probably because you can hand Pants to me and I'd book it.

Depends on the day:

OG Esther (@mixed-kester) - YOU. YOUUUUUUU... OHHHH. Sometimes I contemplate in the day on whether or not to rattle you man, and you. YOU. YOU GIVE ME IDEAS THAT BRING ME AGONY (/exag). But no, all jokes aside, depends on the day and if I feel like giving you something to lose your mind about because you do it to me with Esther, Kaeya, and Tinuvion LMAO

Ryan - I'm sorry but you made me lose it over Akira, Akechi, and the P1 protag and NOW in Raincode. I'm going to strangle you /j. Tbh you also made me realize how much I liked Heizou when he first released, and THEN killed me with him... AND THEN MADE ME LOSE IT OVER EVERYONE ELSE.

Carmine - YOUUUUU x2 OH, YOU... YOU MAKE ME WANT TO BITE YOU (/exag /j) I swear I'm normal I SWEAR. you are a lyney simp in denial but the shit you make me go through, the pain, AND THE CLOWNING TOO... I'm going to kick your ass with my muses and you can't stop me (/exag)

Literally never, an angel:

Mei (@meimeimeirin) - Okay but I'm gonna be fr here I. I could never LMAO. You're so nice to me and everyone and it makes me sad if I have to like,,, fight you. You're genuinely not confrontational and I feel like Zhongli would scold me if I tried.

Ying (@yingviere) - yeah, no. You're also very nice but also I feel like if I have to, I'd just do what I did in the recent event LMAO, but I'd rather not 🤲

Loqua (@taciturned-loqua) - mafia event flashbacks... and also you're the biggest Lovecraft simp I know during the mafia event. Even if I was the mafia as a joke, I'd refuse to target you. You're very sweet and I'd probably cry if I have to fight you.

Misha (@mishantics) - oh hell no LMFAOOOO you are a very talented artist, wild, but I rlly enjoy your vibes :D 10/10 won't fight you

Shiro (@leftdestiny-posts) - like Loqua, mafia event flashbacks. Also, you are extremely sweet when we VC-ed for the first time and I genuinely thought that you would be this imposing person but... nope LMAO (also if I have to, I'll do it via writing LMAOOOO)

Too scared to fight them:

Raven - You are a cryptid incarnate that I could never read and I swear to the Gods I would rather hand you my female muses for sapphic moments than fight you.

Anyways, will this get updated? Maybe. But this is fun so uh 🫡 I apologize in advance for the placements, but do remember that these are all /lh and I will 100% treat this as a joke because I don't wanna harm my mutuals.

Stole this from Tae's months ago and... forgot. Oops

Anyways haunt me if y'all wanna be added 🫡 will be doing the mutuals I can remember in both discord and Tumblr

[liss-99]

86. Hyacinth and Sophie + sister's

When Sophie first married Benedict, everyone in the family was quick to ensure Sophie did not act like a servant. It was hard for her to let go of, however, as she spent nearly all of her life doing things for others.

When she started to move to clean a room or tidy up one of her sister-in-law's boudoir, they'd quickly distract her, grabbing her arm and taking her for a stroll in Hyde Park or asking her to join them for a carriage ride.

Benedict insisted they spend a lot of time in London, to avoid the minimal scandal their marriage created, but also because at My Cottage, he could distract her best. She was no servant, and he made sure of that.

But one family member had some difficulty letting go of Sophie's attention. In her short time as a maid for the Bridgerton sisters, Sophie had grown particularly close to Hyacinth. The teenager was unruly and ansy, and had confided in Sophie quite often. She was often the first awake, which meant that Sophie attended to her first.

Their mornings had been filled with laughter as Sophie twisted, braided, and knotted Hyacinth's hair into a beautiful hairstyle. Sophie would help her into the outfit she'd laid out the night before. In those moments, Hyacinth would tell Sophie stories of all her siblings, of whatever mischief she was up to of late, and what she was learning in her lessons. Sophie brought in new ideas and thoughts, which delighted Hyacinth, having spent fourteen years with the same people.

When Sophie and Benedict married, no Bridgerton was happier than Hyacinth. Maids often came and left the service of their family, so having Sophie married into the family meant she got her for life. Hyacinth of course was just as adamant as the rest of the Bridgertons that Sophie was no longer in their service, she was family. But still, she missed their mornings together, as did Sophie. And, no one had ever done Hyacinth's hair as nicely as Sophie had.

So, a secret of theirs began. Whenever Sophie and Benedict were in town, they stayed with Violet, Benedict having sold his bachelor lodgings after their marriage. Hyacinth was still an early riser, and one thing Sophie was not able to rid herself of completely was the sleep schedule of a maid. So, bemused, the two young ladies would spend their mornings how they used to, with Hyacinth perched on a chair and Sophie standing above her delicately mastering the wild raven hair.

They knew Benedict and Violet likely knew what was going on, but figured the two didn't find any harm in the activity. One sunny morning on a visit from Wiltshire several months into her marriage, Sophie was finishing placing pins in Hyacinth's head when the younger girl sighed.

"What is the matter?" Sophie asked, worried she'd messed something up.

"Nothing at all! I am simply so grateful we still get to do this," Hyacinth smiled up at her.

"As am I," Sophie smiled back.

"And, so you know, it's not the hair doing that I enjoy," Hyacinth said matter of factly. "It's the spending time with you. You are my sister, Sophie, and I love you very much."

Sophie had tears in her eyes as she engulfed Hyacinth in a hug, grateful for the gift of a family she'd been given through the Bridgertons.

Bridgerton Drabbles

[narcissmalfoy]

drabble

She went into labour unexpectedly -weeks earlier than it was ought to. For hours it seemed like neither the mother, nor the baby would survive the delivery but miraculously, against all odds Narcissa gave birth to a healthy little boy – the heir of the Malfoys.

Narcissa had never felt more exhausted in her entire life but she tried to fight the urge of closing her eyes and sleep a little. She wanted to see her son and husband first. When things had gotten complicated, Lucius was sent out of the room and had never been allowed to come back. Narcissa wasn’t even sure if someone had already informed him that his son had been born and was under examination to see if everything was alright with him.

By the time, they had brought the baby back, Narcissa was already asleep. Lucius was sitting by her side, holding her hand, looking at her. He was not paying attention to what was going around them in the room or, as the matter of fact, outside of the room.

‘Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy,’ the healer witch broke the silence. Lucius looked at her and the first thing he saw was the tiny little bundle the witch was holding. A ghost of a smile passed over his lips as he carefully stood up.

‘Is everything all right with the baby?’ he asked silently. He really did not wish to wake Narcissa up, she desperately needed sleep.

‘Yes, he is perfectly healthy. Would you like to hold him or shall I put him in his cradle?’ The said cradle was right next to their bed on Narcissa’s side, so she could reach him right away if he needed his mother.

‘No, in my arms, please.’ He carefully got up from the bed and walked over to the woman. She nodded and carefully placed the baby into Lucius’s arms, and then silently left the room, leaving the family alone.

   Lucius stared at his son. For couple of minutes he didn’t even dare to move, he feared it might scare the baby and he would start to scream and wake his mother up.

‘Well...welcome, son. You have no idea how excited your mother was to finally have you. I was, too...of course. I have to admit, I didn’t understand how your mother, that’s her on the bed,’ Lucius turned to the bed to show Narcissa to the baby. ‘Excuse her, you wore her out, she needs to rest. Where was I...? Oh yes, I didn’t understand how your mother was able to feel all those different emotions – she complained a lot. You weren’t making her pregnancy easy. But as I look at you – and her, I feel like I would fight anyone who wants to hurt either of you. We’ve struggled a lot and waited for years to have you, you are the greatest thing ever happened in our lives. Your mother has always the one and greatest love of my life but when the healer placed you in my arms...I’ve never felt that way before….and it scares the shit out of me. I feel like I need to protect you – I know I have to, but I would admit, son, I’m afraid I won’t be able. I’m afraid I’m not good enough to protect the two of you.’

‘You are and you will.’ Narcissa said softly. Her voice was still weary. Lucius tore his gaze away from his son to look at Narcissa ‘Is he fine?’ she asked, slightly worried.

‘Perfectly.’

[throwaway-yandere]

A/n: This is gonna be spontaneous and definitely not edited cause this is my first screenshot of this click and drag game and it's awfully on character for dottore to pull this sht lmao. i timed myself and apparently I wrote this around 14 mins and 20 seconds smh–

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"Dearest (Y/n), why don't I make a predication?"

He's everywhere. He's in every city, every street, every "nook-and-cranny"– you can't tell whether or not you're impressed or terrified.

In desperate times, the only sanity you cling onto is a simple delusion: "(Y/n) (L/n) is not an easy target."

However, chanting those 7 words does not help your predicament. The danger still lurks, preying with more than one pair of eyes. Your trust is waning and your lungs are hastily collapsing unto itself with little dignity. It was only thanks to your old friend, the general Mahamatra, that you find your nails pale as it grips its final hope. He gave up his weapon in an attempt to save you.

If only Cyno made it his conditions clear then maybe "let (Y/n) go" wouldn't mean letting you out on an unknown forest to guide yourself back home.

Dottore chuckled somewhere.

"I'll predict that in 3 minutes, you'll fall to the ground helplessly like a wild boar on a trap." You think you heard him from your right.

This time, you heard him from your left. "This is getting stale, don't you think so too? But whatever, I'll let you run as much as you desire. I know that an average human being craves a good spring– I'm still a doctor, (Y/n)."

No matter where you heard him, you didn't look back. You let him run his mouth. You'll let him deploy his ruin guards. You'll let him play with you just a little while longer.

In just a few more steps, you'll be free.

In just a few more steps, you'll be...

...

Your head feels... Heavy.

It was only when you heard the sound of crushed leaves followed by a soft yet menacing chuckle did you realize that you're tasting the dry taste of dirt. You can no longer move your limbs, but what mattered most is that you could no longer move your mouth.

You can no longer say "(Y/n) (L/n) is not an easy target."

Dottore kneels down. He– They look down on you in adoration one would only give to a pet.

One of his clones pulled out microphone, smiling.

"Log of event 602-E13: Test Subject failed to escape. The concoction lasted 3 hours before settling in. Will begin to extraction in two minutes." He announced loudly.

"(Y/n) (L/n) lost."

Genshin Impact ("Your Yandere" Series: Your Yandere Lover VER. 1 + husbando ver.) click and drag game!

warnings: [16+] yandere behavior (killing, stalking, manipulation, blackmail)

characters included: (all adult males up to v.3.2) zhongli, childe, diluc, kaeya, arataki itto, thoma, kamisato ayato, dottore, pantalone, pierro, capitano, scaramouche, gorou, heizou, albedo, kazuha, xiao, dainsleif, baizhu, cyno, kaveh, al-haitham, tighnari

op's notes: this is also basically the drafted version but I'll just call it "version 1" while I work on the final one :>

Game notes • How to Play

Please use a browser other than Google Chrome to play because the GIFs always lock onto their first frame on Chrome. Safari and Firefox work, please try those

If you're on mobile, screenshot the gifs either as a set or individually

[shinkutsuuki]

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: Haikyuu!! Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Miya Osamu & Hinata Shouyou, Miya Atsumu & Hinata Shouyou, Miya Osamu/Hinata Shouyou, Minor or Background Relationship(s), Akaashi Keiji/Bokuto Koutarou, Sawamura Daichi/Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji & Hinata Shouyou Characters: Hinata Shouyou, Miya Osamu, Miya Atsumu, Sugawara Koushi, Akaashi Keiji, Bokuto Koutarou Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Supernatural Elements, Drabble Sequence, Yôkai, rarepair hell, Eventual Relationships, Drinking, onmyōji, Onmyoji!Akaashi, parental figure, Mama Owl in Action, Kitsune!Osamu Summary:

“Jadi Shoyo ngambil buah persiknya, hiks. Tapi sumpah, Shoyo cuma ngambil satu doang, habis itu Shoyo balik lagi ke desa.” 

“Karena harusnya kamu enggak boleh masuk hutan sama sekali.”

“Karena Shoyo ketangkap basah Paman Iwaizumi lagi manjat pohon di hutan, tempat yang harusnya enggak boleh Shoyo datangi, dan akhirnya Shoyo digotong kayak karung di bahunya Paman Iwaizumi sampai rumah.”

[throwaway-yandere]

Greetings. I am DILUC RAGNVINDR, unofficially known as the Duke of Southern Gaciea but I prefer to be referred to by my occupation, which is the nation's Head of Military Affairs.

The nation's Creative Writing Commission is dismantled. The responsibility has moved on to another department. This room will be closing soon.

For the sake of keeping this dossier more organized, allow me to guide you around the room.

The first drawer is full of Dr. Ansy's personal information [ About Ansy | Rules ]. The second to fourth drawers contain their written works [ Masterlist ]. And of course, the front desk includes the reader application form [ Taglist ] and a tip jar [ Kofi ]. If I recall correctly, as long as you leave your name alongside the tip, Ansy will contact you and write a "drabble" or so.

That should be all.