#good for you if you enjoy it

[flyingwargle]

albedo steps off the elevator onto the balcony, lifting his head toward dihua marsh. children run around him, excited cheers infecting the air as their parents hurry to board the elevator after him, returning downwards on its path. he heads for the reception desk, identified as soon as he crosses the doorway.

verr goldet waves at him, surrounded by ledgers and papers. her feline companion is curled in a patch of sunlight by the corner of the floor, who purrs beneath albedo’s gentle strokes. he nods at her. “it’s been a while, miss goldet. have you been well?”

“yes, thank you! the daily life of an innkeeper has been relatively the same.” she gestures at her clutter with a roll of her eyes. “if you’re here to visit your sweetheart, i’m sorry to say that he hasn’t stopped by for a while. he’s investigating an unusual presence in the chasm.”

still? xiao told albedo about it over a week ago, which is why he scheduled his meeting with xingqiu today, hopeful that their paths would cross. the situation must be dire, if his prolonged absence means anything. “i see. if you don’t mind, i’d still like to take a look around upstairs.” he keeps his tone neutral, so not to betray his concern.

she nods. “of course, who am i to deny his sweetheart? the top floor is open to you, any time. oh, you might as well visit the kitchen for a plate of almond tofu, just in case xiao comes back. you’ll never know when that’ll be.”

he obliges, heading down to the basement and then to the top floor with a plate of almond tofu. there’s a stool in the corner of the balcony, hidden beneath the eaves, for the offering to wait through the night. albedo places it down and leans against the railing, body turned toward the chasm beyond the mountains.

archons, please protect him and bring him back safely. he conjures the image of a weathered gentleman with amber eyes, along with a bard clad in emerald and wind. the breeze stirs his hair, feels power surge through the earth that the inn was built upon. drawing in a breath, he turns his back, about to depart, until his eyes land on the closed door to xiao’s room. he steps toward it and opens the door.

the bed is pristine. the closet doors are closed. the desk has papers and a pen with ink dried on its tip, surely left from their last letter exchanged. a clothesline hangs above the window, where xiao has pinned albedo’s sketches, snapshots of dates, half-finished portraits, small doodles that encapsulate his daily life in mondstadt. the papers nearly obstruct the object on the windowsill, and it’s only upon closer inspection that he realizes what it is.

a potted cecilia basks in the afternoon light. the pristine petals are delicate between his fingers, soil damp. to his surprise, tiny sprouts are hidden in the flower’s shadow, signs of new life. he cannot believe that such a flower could survive in these conditions, especially with its owner absence.

unless…?

the yaksha commands anemo. he rests nightly at the inn. and it isn’t like he doesn’t know how to care for fauna, after spending so much time tending to albedo’s backyard garden. no, this has to be–

“surprised?”

albedo jumps. he whirls around, coming face to face with golden eyes that gleam with adoration. xiao steps closer to him, raises his hand to encapsulate his. albedo meets him halfway, fingers intertwining together. “hello,” xiao murmurs.

“hello. i thought you were still at the chasm?”

“i was, but when i came back, the cecilia was dying. i was trying to keep it alive.” he darts a nervous gaze at the flower. “is it doing okay?”

“yes. i can safely say that your care is exceptional.” albedo leans closer. “your care for me, on the other hand, is lacking. why didn’t you tell me that you came back early?”

“i didn’t want you to see the flower dying. i thought it’d…be a bad omen,” xiao mumbles.

“on the other hand, this simply shows your tenacity. these are far from ideal conditions for raising cecilias, yet you’ve cultivated it to the point where new life has grown. you’ve acquired quite a green thumb.”

the yaksha gives him a blank stare. “what does that…”

albedo chuckles, closing the gap between them for an embrace. xiao wraps his arms around him a moment later, head leaned against his. “welcome back, my love. i’m glad you’re safe.”

“thank you. will you tell me what that means?”

“i will, but let’s take it to the balcony. there’s a plate of almond tofu for you.”

they depart, and the cecilia dances in their wake, stirred by the wind.

[hansoeii]

vampire crowley 🦇

[nipuni]

A heaven of their own 😊

A step by step process of this will be available at my Patreon on october 1st

[glorious-spoon]

i'm very picky about tv shows, but my pickiness has only an incidental relationship to whether or not a show is "good". it needs to scratch a particular itch in my brain at the right moment. do i know what the right moment is? no. do i know what the itch is? also no. i can be relied upon to get instantly bored of 85% of tv shows and then turn the remaining 15% into a central facet of my personality for 3-5 business months and even i am incapable of predicting which one it'll be ahead of time.

[garnet-xx-rose]

Yes, I’ve done the work analyzing this relationship’s problematic traits and I’ve come to the educated conclusion that I still want them to fuck

[autumn-may]

Mostly spoiler free summary of my viewing experience

[stump-not-found]

A Lifetime Served in a Little Cup

pt.1 / pt.2 / pt.3 / pt.4

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bill, babygirl, the red flags get outta there

[technically-human]

I delivered

[bruciemilf]

“Bruce is emotionally incompetent and can’t step outside his own morality” yeah it’s a character flaw.

“Dick is extremely stubborn and thinks he’s right all the time” yeah it’s a character flaw.

“Jason has hypocritical tendencies” yeah it’s a character flaw.

“ Tim is entitled and doesn’t think about people when seeking results, and often acts uncaring” yeah it’s a character flaw.

“Damian is rude and bratty” yeah, it’s a character flaw.

Also, some people may not even regard everything listed above as flaws.

Having negative traits allows incredible flexibility within your characters, what makes them intriguing, what makes them easy to relate to. If you want to write people, then write people. But they can’t be good and clean all the time.

[thatskindarough]

“‘I just…I thought you might like to come back, one day,’ Crowley said very quietly. Aziraphale’s foot pressed against his again, and Crowley drew in a sudden breath, as if he hadn’t been breathing properly since Aziraphale had stopped touching him.”

This piece was a commission from the lovely @fellshish for their lovely friend, @alphacentaurinebula ‘s fic What Are You Doing Here? This fic is cute, funny, heartwarming, and incredibly spicy, and I’m very much looking forward to finishing it! Thank you Fells for being wonderful to work with, and happy (belated) birthday to you Alphacentauri, I’m very happy I could do this for you!

[lazylittledragon]

the only thing scarier than vampire lords/mind flayers/death cults is meeting the in-laws

[composeregg]

edit (10/23/2024) now that the poll is over: Original version, with 10 questions, from April 2023 here

And, given that the original is from April 2023, that means I can very easily say:

No, this was not an ISAT reference!

Just because I use parentheses and 2nd person pov and love the same concepts of what a time loop can do to a person doesn't mean it's ISAT

(Yes, I like ISAT, the original poll is why I was recommended the game! But if you look at the original, you can see all the origins of the options to choose from, including what spurred me on with the moss option from the replies)

If I were going to make something for ISAT, I would never be so vague, you can simply look at my ao3 for proof of that

[erabu-san]

I enjoyed every second of this quest

[This art has platonic intention. Thank you for not tag ship!]

[wombywoo]

just checking...

[addamii]

If Alecto is a barbie world in a barbie girl, then Nona is living in a material girl and she is a material world

Available as a print here :)

[iztea]

imagine if they didn't pull that sword out of Bram in time and then Fyodor got reincarnated as a lollipop stick