#cielo’s writing

[rush-the-stars]

i fear cielo that you would not make it out alive </3

cw: wolf hybrid maki and yuuta, heats

unfortunately i would like to be terrified of them. being in a room w them or on a mission or something when you realize your heat has snuck up on you………..

yuuta already knew. maki had been acting more aggressive recently and your scent had changed.

and if maki didn’t know then, she knows now. looking at you. staring at you from across the room. your poor heart pounding so hard that it makes your chest rise and fall rapidly. fluttering. rabbit-eyed.

yuuta almost feels sorry for you.

not sorry enough to not follow maki as she stalks closer to you of course. but sorry nonetheless.

you whimper her name. then his.

his again, like he might see more rationality in this situation.

but his eyes are too dark. and your scent is too thick in the air.

“you can try to run, i guess.” yuuta says, lids heavy. maki makes a low sound of annoyance that you wince at.

you lurch for the door of the room. you open it.

maki’s hand comes down on it, slamming it shut.

yuuta laughs and the sound is scraping, a little raspy.

wolfish.

“i’m sorry,” he says, smiling fondly with that dark gleam in his eyes, but not sorry enough, “i thought you were faster than that.”

***

THEYRE HEAVY IN THE MIND INFEAR I NEED THEM BAD I FEAR

[aimfor-theheart]

Ooo sweet Cielo!! For the character + color thing… Gojo and lavender if that’s okay with you and if not I totally understand 🥺

Adore you!! 🌹✨

hi erika 🥺💕 of course it’s okay !! adore you too 🥺🌹

gojo + lavender

a familiar voice sings your name and from your place in the garden, you poke your head up like an alert rabbit.

immediately, upon seeing you, covered in dirt and petals, satoru grins.

the moment you see him, you frown.

“what do you want?”

“aw, don’t be like that,” satoru says and at least this time, he carefully steps over any flowers or plants you’ve tended to so carefully.

he comes to meet you amongst the lavender. the soft color of the plant stark against his dark slacks, against him. he stands out in your garden; untouchable and pristine, his shock of white hair so clean and perfectly tousled.

you almost grow self conscious; there’s dirt on your cheek that you try and scrub away with the back of your hand and you’ve got a new tear in the knee of your pants. you’ve been out here all day, in the soil, amongst your garden.

gingerly, with an amused smile, he plucks a leaf from your hair.

you swat him away, “what do you want?” you ask again.

“just came to see my favorite gardener.”

“don’t you have someone else to pester?” you snip but even with your attitude, the plants in the garden bend towards you—towards him, as if seeking the sun.

his grin widens and you can feel an embarrassed heat press high into your cheeks. you blame the sun.

satoru glances around smugly at the swaying plants, your plants that bend and move with you, and says, “seems you don’t actually mind my pestering.”

“get out of my garden,” you reply and that earns you a laugh from him, sweet and soft and low.

that heat reaches to the tips of your ears.

“come with me,” he replies, “let’s go out.”

“i’ve got stuff to do here—“

“the sun is almost setting.” satoru replies and he glances out to the sky, sinking into lullaby blues and the same, milky lavender color of your flowers, “come with me.”

and he extends his hand for you to take.

“my hands are dirty.” you say quickly.

he takes hold of one anyway—and you’d assume he’d hold up his infinity so that he wouldn’t dirty himself. but he doesn’t. his hand sinks around yours and you can really feel him.

“i don’t mind,” he says, and leads you out of the garden, beginning to chatter away about a new dessert spot he’d like to try—

but you’re still looking at your hand in his, and the dirt now smeared around his fingers.

send me a character + color and i’ll write a drabble!

[seiwas]

here for your game!! i am kindly asking for megumi and royal au!! 💗 hope you’re doing well sel!!

cici!! thanks for playing with me 🥺 this was so fun to think about! i hope you’re doing well too 🥺

megumi + royal au

megumi was born to be your knight, and yuuji your prince.

at least, that was what was intended.

your mothers had all grown together in a town south of where she eventually married into. your mother and yuuji’s had both married into royalty, while megumi’s remained in the noble high class.

every summer, your families would gather on an island east of the southern sea—a place your mothers had spent their blazing summers in as maidens. it was where they could be free, without the watching eyes of their tutors from the academy.

it was where megumi’s mother had met his father, and where they eventually fell in love, then married. megumi was born in the winter, but you are certain that if he were born in the summer, his first breath would have been the crisp air of the southern sea.

the island is your second home, a place where you, megumi, and yuuji grew up together. afternoon tag games in fields of cosmos, and stargazing at night, just at the hilltop overlooking the island’s coast. it holds every memory you keep close to your chest.

you lost your first tooth there when you slammed face-first into yuuji’s back after finally catching up to him in your game of chase. yuuji ran straight back to the summer house to call for your mother, but megumi remained right there beside you, crouched low with his arm stretched out to your lips. he’d pulled his sleeves all the way down for it, offering up the fabric for you to bite into to stop the bleeding in the meantime.

memories of summer remind you of yuuji’s bright eyes, like the sun, constantly beckoning you and megumi for a day of adventure. they remind you of megumi’s, a deep blue-green that takes on light like the stars. a depth hidden in constellations; to this day, they still make you curious, and you still find yourself lost in them more times than you would admit.

you were a formidable trio, your bond unbreakable the same way your mothers’ was. a relationship grown in fondness but predestined all the same. you had an inkling early on that you and yuuji were to be paired at some point of your lives.

and you love him, yes. it is impossible not to, in some way. but you do not love him like that—for you, it has always been megumi.

since training for knighthood in your kingdom, and being orphaned from a tragic accident that killed both his parents, megumi has been by your side, his life sworn to yours.

he watches you quietly and carefully, standing close to you when you go into town. his body is but your human shield, though you know it is out of more than just his obligation when he remains on edge, even for paper cuts and needle pricks from sewing his or yuuji’s latest handkerchiefs.

megumi has a steady resolve and an even steadier hand; he would occasionally teach you the essentials of holding a knife, though you know combat training is far from what any of your tutors would want you to be doing on a sunday night.

“for your letters, and other things,” he’d penned on the note attached to his gift for your 16th birthday.

a thin, dainty thing. sharp at the tip with elegant vines at its base. a letter opener.

you do not receive as many letters as you send off, he knows that much. the only letters you write are for him and yuuji, but even those are different in nature; yuuji’s often come in elegant envelopes, wax-sealed with his family crest. megumi’s, however, are on papers torn in haste, folded to be slipped discreetly into his pockets, or to be slid right underneath his door.

‘and other things’ he had said, and you are certain he means ‘for your protection, when i cannot be there’. it fits perfectly into the palm of your hand and is light enough for you to carry wherever you go. he has given you enough lessons for you to know how to use it when you need to.

marriage is a topic you have yet to fully speak to your parents about. they have never imposed it on you, knowing full well there is no rush, especially when your father is not so particular about political alliances. but ever since you were young, you have always known it was predestined to be yuuji.

but again, that was what was intended.

during the tail end of your 17th spring, the gojo family put out a hunt. the royal family only comprised the lone gojo king, his own parents now retired and out of the political scene—and he needed an heir.

to your surprise, the king himself appeared on your family’s doorstep, carefully assessing all the boys in your household.

then, his blue eyes landed right next to you, to the boy who has always been right by your side; the boy who has sworn his life to yours by knighthood.

“you,” the gojo king points.

your megumi.

you freeze, gripping the letter opener behind you. you don’t know how to feel; you can’t tell if this is a good thing or not.

would he have to leave?

the gojo kingdom is further up north, and surely megumi cannot reign as its prince if he is away from it.

megumi looks at the king, then at you.

what do you do?

[shinene]

Finished!!!!!! 😌 once again this is beloved Fool who belongs to @venomous-qwille

YOU🫵 go read Ghost In The Machine, is good 😊 👍

[goatwithaplan]

[apiratefellinlovewithastar]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (if you’d like). Spread the self-love ♥️

the timing of this was perfect 🤣 I was on one of those “my gosh did I seriously write that myself? shoot, now I have high expectations” funks bc of that wip I told you about. funnily enough I actually have a collection where I add them as I post them if I feel satisfied enough by them so I don’t self-sabotage later on ksbsjsns. so I’m gonna choose 5 different fandoms!

here we go (in chronological order):

not all of them deserve you (and yet you love them all the same) | khr | tsuna-centric | p!all27 & r!r27 | T

I love you I love you I love you.

seven deadly softness | pjo | percico | T

There are no cloudy days at Camp Half-Blood.

this moment, forever | tw | sterek | T

A fox and a wolf dance in the woods.

even in a different life you still would've been mine | ygo | tendershipping | E

The thing about his brother is that he’s a perfect mirror of his own soul: two halves, completing each other down to their very core.

feel it from my heart | op | marcoace + lovechild | G

She was oh so very perfect.

[kiss-theriot]

writing list 2025:

currently working on:

you are the ghost (original short story): 3k/3k

patron saint of last chances (fanfic/vi x reader): 15k/~25k words

I KNOW YOU (original short play): 7/~20 pages

into the hush (fanfic/vashwood x reader): 33k/~50k words

worldeater (fanfic/millions knives x reader): 7k/~20k words

future projects:

SWALLOW VIOLENCE (original play): 0/~70 pages

cat’s cradle (fanfic/vi x reader): 2k/ ? words

background projects:

godkiller (original novel): 1k/? words

transmogrified (original short story): 5k/~8k words

hear my soul (fanfic/kaeya alberich x reader): 13k/~25k

god of hunger (fanfic/zhongli x reader): 6k/? words

key:

| finished | rewrite/second draft* |

dividers by @/cafekitsune

[lorelune]

a collaboration between @aimfor-theheart and @lorelune

my heart, your song for you are the world (as i am in pieces)

A/N: :3c here it is. the fun little kinda secret me and lovely cielo have been cooking up this year (!!!). this collab is two pieces, set in the same world (a mostly canon compliant AU). we've spent the last months pouring over and riffing out together. we're so excited to share these stories 💕!!

✧ my heart, your song by @aimfor-theheart ✧

⟡ kaeya alberich x reader ⟡

act i — part I + part II act ii act iii — posting september 7

✧ for you are the world (as i am in pieces) by @lorelune ✧

⟡ diluc ragnvindr x reader ⟡

part o - iii part iv part vii - xi: posting tbd

[shouyuus]

hellooo!! for the ask game beloved 🪐 and 🍬 !!! i hope you’re having a good day 💗

writer's truth or dare!

hELLOO cielo my darling!!! i hope UR having a good day too!!!!

🪐name three good things going on in your life right now

my bf made me a mimosa with breakfast

im in the middle of a book i rly enjoy

it's still sunday morning so i have all of today to laze around and do nothing hahaha

🍬post an unpopular opinion about a popular fandom character

WOOF uh? i don't think i have any exceedingly hot takes about any particular popular character? i think all my takes r pretty standard like. i think sevika's haircut from s2 isn't that bad ???? idk wow im very bad at this portion of the game i apologize

[virtie333]

A 6K smutty one-shot for Christmas anyone!

I think I'm done!

[prettyboykatsuki]

: ̗̀➛ MY HEART, YOUR SONG by @aimfor-theheart

“Kaeya,” you say his name like a melody, “are you the jealous type?”  For a heartbeat, he almost feels harpooned, caught, suddenly struck in place. It’s frightening to be picked apart so effortlessly, with that smile on your face. Earnest. Horribly lovely.  What a strange creature you are, he marvels.  But then he laughs and lies, “not particularly.” 

hello hello!! thank you to the beloved cielo for giving me permission and creative liberty to make a poster for one of their fics. if you are a kaeya fucker with any interest in the arts (or just a kaeya fucker in general. hes so sexy here) u will enjoy it immensely!!! i definitely did!!!

mutuals if u follow my side and r interested in these please let me know, i would like to do more of them if possible.

[rush-the-stars]

cieloooo I've come to maybe beg for some more ideas your wretched horror movie geto au if u are willing to share.... 🥺

oh twist my arm why don’t you niku!!!

hehe yes..,.i will share more ideas from this wip..,..,putting this under a read more bc it got too long

the way i’m mostly just talking about set up too…..SILLINESS. i wish i could write this au in 3 hours and show you what i mean. alas…..

cw: bad power dynamics

the premise is that getou (though rather young for this career) has become a pretty accredited and beloved horror movie director/writer. bit of a cult following. maybe not a household name, per se, but anyone who enjoys film a bit more than average would recognize his name and his films

he elicits strong opinions; some abhor his work. some adore it.

his films are known for being deeply disturbing and strangely sexual. most feel like an erotic fever dream. gripping, stunning, and horrible is what most of his reviews entail.

then, of course, there is his leading man; satoru gojo. started as an indie darling doing psychological thrillers and dramas; he and getou go aaalll the way back to university together, where they first met. getou asked gojo to star in his third film, which is the one that took off the most and put both massively on the map. gojo has been in just around half of getou’s films. getou likes to use him a great deal; he thinks that there can be something rather unnerving and powerful about gojo’s performances, if you know how to capture him right

(of course getou thinks only he can capture gojo just right on camera)

gojo, for his own credit, has been called the actor of a generation. a rare gem; the best of the best and anticipated to have an incredible career.

and then you enter the scene; a stage actor with little experience on camera except the two roles in a short film and pilot episode that didn’t go far

getou saw you in an adaption of a tragedy on stage; howling and bloody and crawling across the apron and down into the audience aisles like a wild thing

(he’d fallen in love then, maybe. or, at least, he knew he had to have you. for him, it might as well be the same thing)

he finds you after the show. calls your performance visceral. raw. refreshing. he’d like to keep in touch.

you think little of it, except as a reminder to check out his most recent film again. gojo is in it. you watch alone. you hardly sleep that night.

then, months later, he’s asking you to audition for his upcoming film. he needs a lead.

(once he’d seen you, he could only picture you as the role—rewrote moments just for you. for him.)

and suddenly you’re doing chemistry reads with gojo. tests and audition reels.

after your audition is complete, they both watch you back on the camera with gojo your opposite in the scene, the way you look up at him, eyes alight. you’re bursting at the seams. getou just needs to capture it right. in the scene, gojo’s hand settles on the side of your head, easing so your neck crooks, then the rest of your body tips to his command as you ragdoll. your eyes roll.

“visceral,” getou says again, watching you move like a strange puppet at gojo’s command. it’s eerie; disjointed and uncanny. it’s perfect for what he’s thinking. “she’s visceral.”

needless to say, you get the role.

and begins your own form of horror, caught between these two, in strange sets and odd scenes.

intimate scenes and gross scenes and erotic scenes

scenes where getou gets close and murmurs to the two of you. it’s strangely embarrassing. he says filthy things to the two of you, to try and coax you to new emotions or moments

it’s unprofessional

it’s…hypnotic.

gojo is your constant partner. getou your ever-present voyeur.

in the movie, gojo has command over your character, but on set, getou commands both of you like his own puppets.

you lose yourself.

getou will be the one to find you

[aimfor-theheart]

hi cielo! for your ask game: nico (or nai) + red

I hope you’re doing well today and I’m sending all the love (I’ve also been reading godmaker and…cielo holy shit—I’m not done but WOW)

hello dem my love!! 💕 thank you!! hope your day is going well too! (and THANK YOU. i hope you're enjoying it!! 💕)

i will do nai because i received another nico ask 👀

also like. don't squint at this too long...idk the plot im just riffing. plant!reader...maybe.

nai + red

when nai dreams of you, you're alone against a wine dark sky. angry orange and plumes of red behind you. when you turn to look at him, the sky is a halo burst around your head.

you're always smiling, when you turn to see him.

the world is falling apart but excitement washes over you and in an instant, you are running to him.

bounding through poppy flowers, kicking up their bloody petals, and letting them scatter and burst into the wind.

when you collide with him, it always sends him backwards and into the flowers, your laugh exploding out of you in a noise of joy. he forgets how strong you are; you're no human. he forgets how you felt atop him like this, to wrestle with you like children again.

your smile flashes, all sharp incisors, and wicked glee.

"you're back," you get out, holding him down with all your weight.

he swallows the lump in his throat.

still, he uses his strength to push you off. you yelp, but pop back up in an instant, throwing your arms around him roughly. you turn your face into his throat and rub your cheek there, your nose. the feeling is so familiar and so foreign that he almost can't stand it.

"did you do it?" you ask, and he catches the gleam of your eye, the way your tooth flashes when you let your upper lip catch on his skin, "did you create paradise yet?"

and your voice, from forever ago, from his dreams, from his memories, murmurs, a paradise for us, for you and me and vash.

nai tries to let go of the breath caught somewhere in his chest. his voice gets weaker and weaker every time he answers, "not yet."

you sink your teeth down into his skin. affectionate. a little mean, like you always were. when you release him from your jaws, you nudge your cheek into his like an overgrown cat, "soon?" you ask, like you always do.

thunder rumbles, somewhere in the distance.

he exhales harshly and the moment he tries to hold you, you always fall away from his clutches.

"soon." he promises, to no one but the empty sky, and the livid, red flowers.

send me a character + color and i'll write a drabble!

[deadn30n]

🌿、· ⋆ 。 starter call ╏ @loveheir

“    …   h-hello?    ”   Eden's   just   a   tiny   bit   shy   as   they   stick   their   head   through   the   shop   door,   wondering   if   they   should   just   turn   back   now.   the   place   looks   a   little   bit   empty,   but   to   be   fair,   it   is   nearing   the   end   of   the   night   on   a   Tuesday.   Eden   imagines   that   closer   to   weekends   are   a   bit   more   busy    –    it's   certainly   like   that   in   their   coffee   shop.   after   a   moment   of   silence,   they   decide   to   work   up   a   bit   more   courage   and   actually   step   inside,   clutching   their   hands   together   as   they   look   around.   they're   still   dressed   in   their   work   uniform    –    a   coffee   stained   purple   apron   covers   a   black   turtleneck   and   plaid   shorts,   complete   with   black   workboots.   their   footsteps   aren't   exactly   soft,   but   they   aren't   loud   either.    “    i   was   just…   ahn…   wondering   if   i   might   be   able   to   set   up   an   appointment?    ”    they   sound   hopeful   as   they   speak   into   the   quiet   air,   still   glancing   around.   it's   close   to   their   daughter's   fourth   birthday   now,   and   they've   always   wanted   to   get   her   name   tattoo'd   on   their   hand.   amongst   the   many   other   gifts   they   plan   on   getting   her,   they're   certain   she'd   be   delighted   to   see   her   name   on   them,   especially   since   she's   just   learned   how   to   write   it!

[chicacielogris]

2- Una historia que comience con "había una vez..."

4- Escribe sobre lo primero que viste al despertar

6- Escribe sobre algo que extrañes

8- Encuentra algo que escribiste hace mucho

10- Crea un personaje basado en tu signo zodiacal

12- Un recuerdo de tu niñez

14- Escribe sobre tu estación favorita

16- Elige una canción y escribe una historia al respecto

18- Escribe sobre una lección que hayas aprendido

20- Una historia que comience con "Estoy parada en la ventana de mi cocina..."

22- Abre un libro, elige una línea al azar y úsala para comenzar una historia

24- Escríbele una carta a tu Musa

26- Escribe una historia inspirada en tu libro favorito

28- Escribe desde la perspectiva de un objeto

30- Escribe sobre algún sueño que recuerdes

[shinene]

PLS EXCUSE MY MESSY SKETCH this is honestly as clean as I can be. He is baby girl, to me

So. I am reading @venomous-qwille 's Ghost In The Machine and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA i love everyone. More dwawings to follow i just had to get Fool onto paper because he's been dancing around in my head all week. FIRSTLY I LOVE THE COSTUMING for like all the characters but especially Fool-!!!!!

Secondly, I want to ;_; kiss him and dance with him! Look at that outfit! It was made for dancing!!

thank you for this wonderful story i am so well fed 💖✨