#i feel like he'll be amazing in drabbles more than a long fic because every scene he has is so damn funny on its own

[eydi-andrius]

Yuu: Okay, losers! Time for your punishments!

Ace, Deuce, Grim: *groans in frustration*

Ace: You totally cheated! Why do you always win whenever we play?

Yuu: I'm a magic less human, Ace. If there's someone who is capable of cheating, that's probably you.

Ace was about to protest some more but he was cut off by a loud booming voice.

Sebek: I will not run away. Show me what you've got, human!

Sebek was not supposed to play with them. They were in the middle of a game when Sebek barged in Ramshackle, looking for Malleus. When he found out his liege was not there, he did not bother to second guess Yuu's invite to play and shut it down immediately. He's busy and is looking for his liege. He has no time to spare for something childish and silly games. But then, Grim teased him, saying he's probably scared of losing against them, smug and oh so sure that he was frightened by their skills. After hearing a tiny creature's insult, Sebek did not back down and join them, with a demand that he will only play one game.

They have been playing until sun down.

Yuu: Okay. *coughs* Call my name, Sebek.

Ace: What type of punishment is that!?

Deuce: That's too easy.

Grim: Hah! My hench human has been too soft. That's not even a punishment. Even I can do that easily.

Yuu: Shhhhhh...quiet!

While Yuu and Ace were busy arguing about Yuu's odd punishment to Sebek, Sebek's face on the other hand, turned as red as a tomato. His face that was commonly pale is flushed. Sebek knew that what Yuu asked of him was something so sneaky. If he knew this was her plan, or maybe the invite was a trap all along, he would have refused firmer. Yuu has been asking him to call her by her name. Not human, lady, girl or woman, but Yuu. He could have done that easily, especially since, Yuu has earned his respect. But he doesn't want to do it. It feels like once he does call her name, something inside of him will fall like an avalanche and he is fearful that he won't be able to stop the chaos within him. How sly he thought to himself.

Yuu: C'mon! You can do it!

Sebek: *even with a face so red he pulled it off* yuu. *coughs*

Yuu: Huh? You heard that?

Ace, Deuce and Grim: Nope.

Sebek: *with somehow a redder face, and odd expression* Yuu. *he spoke a bit louder*

Yuu: Is that really how loud your voice is? You're not-

Sebek: i said YUU! ARE WE GOOD NOW, YUU?

Maybe it was the frustration, or the embarrassment, but Sebek, at the top of his lungs yell her name whilst staring into her eyes. He watched as her sly smirk turned down, and her face flushed pink. Sebek thought that was cute. Meanwhile, Yuu's brain stopped working for a moment. Sebek called her name thrice! His loud voice echoes inside her mind. It repeats how her name rolled off on his tongue.

Sebek: I'm done here. I will continue looking for my liege. Goodbye, Yuu.

Sebek nodded in her direction before storming off. The tips of his ears were still red, yet he pretended that it wasn't. Yuu blinks, and on the inside it feels like an arrow of love shot her right on the chest. She was captivated and there is no way for her to run.

Ace, although, he thought Yuu was cringed and too cheesy for what she just did, recorded Sebek calling her name multiple times and used it as a leverage.

Yuu made the sound as her ringtone for Sebek's messages and calls. She has to beat Ace to get it though.

[cheriladycl01]

omg in your feel the heat fic after you mentioned the son and dad and that yn was single after being broken up with. my mind went to single!dad and son obviously the dad is same age or close to same age maybe max like 7 years apart. but after yn helps the son yn and the dad get closer and end up dating. idk if yn in your fix is lesbian or bi but that’s just what my mind went to.

I love this idea! Its so cute! And reader can be interpreted however you wanted but as a bisexual queen myself i also envision her as bi!

Because i love this so much, here like a little drabble for you that's a little sub-plot to feel the heat!

Also I've noticed that a lot of people are enjoying these shorts that i do like 'Angry Y/N moments and Funny Gamer moments' that i've been doing! Do you guys like them, if so would you want more? And what would you like to see if i did?

"I'm scared for today" he told you. After you'd met Conner and his son, Tyler at the race you'd of course kept in contact with them. Giving them paddock passes. As time went on Conner and you became flirty, you hadn't been in a relationship since your last ex Emma, who you were secretly hoping and manifesting would call you back and ask for your forgiveness and want to try again.

But of course because of the way the world works that hadnt happened.

And now with Connor the time felt right too move on, he'd been hopelessly chasing after you for about two years now, and it felt like you could make something out of the flirting and teasing that had been going on. However, being with Connor came with other responsibilities that if you were going to commit to him, you'd of course have to commit to them.

It was a huge conversation you'd had one night about a year ago, before you first started dating. Tyler was an amazing kid, and he had a hard time with receiving female attention ever since him mum walked out on him and Connor, but when he was with you things just sort of fell into place naturally.

And this is what had Connor falling harder than he ever thought he would.

You didn't want to move forward with Connor, and not have Tyler understand why you wouldn't always be there, or why his dad's friend was now living with them all of a sudden of why he was moving to you place.

"I love you Y/N and i really want to make this work" he's smiled at you taking your hand as you cried a little.

"I really really love you too. I want you to know that i will look after you both, for as long as you'll let me in every way possible. But we have to talk about what to do going forward, long distance will put a strain on things with all of us!" you'd said tears still in your eyes.

"Baby. My business is already online, i work from home. And i home school Tyler, we can travel with you. The time zone skipping will be hard at first but Tyler will love it, he'll meet so many amazing people and he'll be able to boast to everyone about how cool you are!" Connor comforted you.

"You guys would up and move for me?" you ask in shock.

"Y/N we both love you. I think i have ever since i first met you in the paddock" he smiled shyly.

That was how you'd come to now, it was your 4th F1 season and right now you were 3 points behind Charles Leclerc and 7 points behind Max Verstappen for the world title. You still had a chance of winning it.

You were being interviewed in Silverstone, your home race and were hoping for a win, qually had gone well and you were starting P2 tomorrow, Lewis in front of you, Charles and Max behind you.

"So Y/N, your in points position for the championship, there's only 6 more races left to go of course anything can happen but its tight this year between you Max and Charles! How do you feel about tomorrow's race?" the interviewer asks and you smile starting to answer the question.

However, a small scared voice interrupts.

"Mommy, mommy" is heard and you look down seeing Tyler at your feet pulling at your race suit. You kneel down looking at his panicked expression, his lower lip wobbling as tears brimmed your eyes.

"I cant find daddy, and I got scared and then i saw you. I'm sorry" he cries a little, you comfort him. Kissing the top of his head, you pick the 7 year old boy up and place him on your hip, brushing his hair back a little.

"Can I continue talking with my friends while you stay here with me, then we go find daddy?" you ask him and he nods before putting his head on your shoulder and falling to sleep to the sound of you talking about racing, no doubt dreaming of being just like you, his idol one day.

"Are we getting this right Y/N or did the little boy you stuck up for all those years ago call you his mother?" the interviewer had asked intrigued at the new information.

"Yes, I'm in a relationship with his father, and I've taken on legal guardianship of him as well. I am actually engaged to Connor" you smile, taking your glove off and showing them the engagement ring while trying not to move the sleeping boy as much.

"Oh this is just wonderful news Y/N i think this might just be the best love story of the paddock ever!"

"Ahahaha i wouldn't go that far, there's some great authors out there"

Ah i hope you enjoyed this quick little drabble! It was so fun to write!!

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[kazewhara]

jealousy, jealousy. (3)

part one. part two.

# — pairings: xiao x gn!reader

# — characters: gender neutral reader, xiao, ganyu

# — summary: "jealousy is a disease, love is a healthy condition... the greater the love, the greater the jealousy..." - robert a. heinlein

# — warnings: a little bit of fighting, injury

# — tags: jealousy, hc/drabble format, fluff, a pinch of angst, healthy communication

# — notes: i... don't even remember when i started writing this. i just know that this is very VERY late, and that i answered an anon about doing xiao and aether because they liked the first jealousy fic so much; i'm really really sorry it took me so long. new ideas appear so quickly and i tend to forget about the ones i already have... i'm sorry. i'm only posting xiao's for now, but i promise i'll get to aether's when i get around to the other boys in due time! reblogs and reactions are always appreciated and i hope you enjoy!

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if you think that his status as the "vigilant yaksha" means that he'll know when he's making you jealous, you'd be dead fucking wrong

not to say that xiao doesn't know what jealousy is; he's not some emotional wall, no matter how much he pretends that he is

xiao actually feels jealousy rather often, but he interprets it as a flash of anger and treats it as such; he'll disappear for a while and come back when he's calmed himself down

but he can't sense it in others. he has no idea what it's supposed to look like in himself, so of course he wouldn't know what it looks like in mortals

so when you up and leave while watching him train ganyu, he's completely confused

ganyu was right, you think as you watch her fight the monsters that were prepared for her. xiao is a really strict teacher.

you expected as much, given the yaksha's personality; he holds himself to an astronomically high standard, and it appears that he does the same for ganyu as well. you glance up at xiao who's standing beside you while you're seated on the grass. he's focused, analyzing her every move from the way she pulls her bowstring to how much cryo she infuses into her shots. for someone who doesn't think himself to be a suitable mentor, he sure does behave like one. you wish that, for a moment, he would spare you some of his attention, but push the feeling away. there's a time for everything, and now is not that time.

you turn your eyes back to ganyu only to find her approaching you two. had she finished already? "that was fast!" you exclaim. "you were even quicker this time!"

ganyu thanks you with a sheepish smile. "you praise me too highly," she says. "i still have much to learn."

you're about to scold ganyu for being so hard on herself when xiao cuts in. "you'd be correct," he says gruffly. "there's still a lot of things that need to be refined." rather than explain himself, he instructs ganyu to follow him a little ways away from you -- probably for safety reasons.

definitely for safety reasons, you conclude as you watch xiao take ganyu's bow and aim for the nearest tree. xiao told you once before that he was trained in all forms of combat and well-versed with just about every weapon possible, though he was biased towards his jade spear. you watch with rapt attention as xiao lets an anemo-infused arrow fly towards the tree and pierce right through it. it exits the other side of the tree trunk, and you have to press your lips together to keep your jaw from dropping. he's amazing.

you weren't here to gawk at xiao -- not really -- but you couldn't help it.

you can't hear the conversation they have or what instructions ganyu receives, but xiao's coming your way again after he's done, standing by your side once more. you look up at him with a small smile. "you're a great teacher, xiao."

your boyfriend’s eyebrows twitch. he doesn't handle praise from you very well. he likes it -- loves it, even -- but he still has trouble believing it. he lowers himself and sits beside you, meeting your eyes for a moment. "what makes a student great is not the teacher, but their willingness to learn and improve." he says wisely. he turns his eyes back to ganyu, who's busy trying to recreate what xiao did a few minutes prior. "she has a natural talent for this sort of thing, unlike most mortals. she needs someone to help her refine her skills, not teach her new ones. i am not the right person to do either."

you don't know how to reply to that. xiao is rough around the edges; no amount of TLC will ever truly smooth him out. you should be used to it by now, but when xiao said that ganyu was naturally gifted unlike most humans, you felt a sudden pang in your chest.

was he... talking about you just now?

after pressing him about it for months, xiao finally agreed to train with you. he was reluctant at first since his battle methods were more destructive than others, but you wouldn't back down. sure, xiao was destructive, but he was also efficient, swift, and stylish all at once. his techniques had no flaws whatsoever, and you wanted to learn that. but as you already know, xiao's teaching was... abrasive.

you grunted as your back hit the ground for the seventeenth time that day with the tip of xiao's jade spear hovering above your pulse point. "you still have too many openings." xiao informed as he stepped back. "come at me again. defend yourself properly this time."

being xiao's lover meant that you received special treatment from him, but that treatment didn't exist on the battlefield. you panted for a while on the ground before hauling yourself up and readying your stance.

the goal for today's sparring lesson was to land a hit on xiao, but for about four hours, he'd been tossing you around. after the tenth time you hit the ground, you asked him if he enjoyed trying to kill you.

you were joking, but xiao didn't find it funny.

he had let his spear disappear as soon as the words left your mouth. his brows had drawn in and he looked guilty, like he was blaming himself for something. "is that what you think i am doing?" he asked you. "we do not have to do this any longer if you are injured; i am already trying my best not to seriously hurt you as it is, but if i am, then--"

"xiao, it was a joke!" you scurried over to him and held his face in your hands, making him look you in the eyes. if you'd let him go down that road any longer, then he'd never train you again. you knew that the reason he declined to do this was because he feared that he would severely injure, if not kill, you. you press your forehead against his. "it was meant as a joke, love. i know you don't mean to hurt me."

xiao made a noise deep in his chest. "are you absolutely sure?"

you pulled away from him with a nod. "absolutely." you backed up a bit and readied your weapon again. "i'm ready."

xiao's frown lasted for a few more seconds before he summoned his own weapon and resumed the lesson.

even after that, he still wasn't fully convinced that he wouldn't break you. he would stop training you after shorter amounts of time, muttering excuses about purging demons from an area. you were often left to replicate things xiao did by yourself. you actually saw the progress after a while, but you wished xiao could dedicate as much time to you as he does to ganyu.

you feel your brain screech to an abrupt halt. you turn your head to look at xiao, but he's gone. when did he move? you hadn't heard him leave. you look up and see him with ganyu again, likely commenting on her progress, and something snake-like constricts around your heart.

he's so... attentive when it comes to her. why isn't he like that with you?

you try to shake yourself free of the thought, but it latches on too quickly. you can't take your eyes off of xiao and the way he helps ganyu hold her bow for optimal firing accuracy; the way he frowns in disapproval when she doesn't hit exactly where he told her to. he can do that with you, can't he?

then why doesn't he? does ganyu have something that you don't?

you actually begin to laugh at yourself. of course she has something you don't. she's better than you in every way, is she not? it's only natural that xiao would invest more time in her.

that's the final straw for you. you push yourself up off the ground and start back towards wangshu inn without another word. the dark cloud that's taken up residence in your heart only darkens further as you walk, and you lose track of time. you arrive at the inn a bit faster than you expected. you head straight into your room and lay on the bed. you do everything you can to silence the jealousy, but it's too loud; it brings you to tears.

questioning your self worth is quite the exhausting activity, because when you open your eyes again, the room is pitch dark. you sit up with a start, rubbing your eyes with a frustrated sigh. "how long was i--"

"you're awake."

you're not proud of the shriek that leaves you when you hear xiao's voice. he's leaning on the wall next to the bed, his golden eyes cutting through the darkness. once you manage to slow your heartbeat, you giggle quietly. "were you watching me sleep again? you know you can just lay down with me."

you can't see xiao's expression, but you get the feeling he's glaring at you. it never holds any real venom -- not with you. "i've told you before that adepti have no need for sleep."

"sure, xiao." you roll your eyes playfully. you've caught him nodding off more than once, but he never owns up to it.

xiao strides over to you and sits in front of you. he's so close that you can actually see his features clearly in the dark. his eyes seem like they're glowing as they observe you closely. you're about to ask why he's staring so hard when a tentative hand rests on your cheek. "xiao? is everything alright?"

the yaksha's expression sours as he tries to find together the right words to say. "you."

"...me?"

"you left."

a lump forms in your throat at his words. you'd actually forgotten about that; now that you remember, you feel like going back to sleep. "i did." you say through grit teeth. "i was tired."

xiao squints. "you're lying," he says right away. "you grit your teeth when you lie."

well, shit. you grimace and shut your eyes. he's never going to understand if you don't tell him, and this feeling will only fester if you leave it unaddressed for too long, so you explain. you rest your hand over the one xiao's placed on your face, leaning into his touch. his fingers twitch, but stay in place.

"xiao."

"what?"

you snort. something about his calloused responses to everything is oddly endearing. "you know i'm not going to break, right?"

xiao gives you a look. "...all mortals break eventually."

"that's not what i mean." you remove xiao's hand and take the glove that he always wears. xiao's never been very fond of his hands and the countless scars and callouses they bear, but you are. the first time he showed them to you, you had to hold his hands for a few hours before he understood that you weren't going to suddenly be destroyed or repulsed by his skin. but he's never used to it, so you can feel his fingers tense when they intertwine with yours.

hand holding with xiao is so intimate -- probably even more so than the fleeting kisses you share. xiao's eyes don't leave your face the entire time, his expression only growing more and more confused. "why... are you doing this?" he finally asks.

"because i need you to understand that i trust you, xiao." you whisper.

no amount of time would change the fact that xiao believed that you didn't trust him -- that you shouldn't trust him with your life. but you do. you did trust him with your very being, yet he kept refusing it. his refusal to accept your trust affected the way he handled himself around you, which then caused you to question your worth to him. it was a vicious cycle you two found yourselves in, but it was one you were determined to break.

you can feel the effect your words have on xiao more than see them. he jerks back a little, but thinks twice and keeps his hand in yours. you keep talking.

"you swore to me that you would never hurt me, be it intentionally or otherwise. i believed you then and i believe you now. you've done an amazing job keeping me safe so far, but you need to remember that i'm also a fighter -- i can handle pain just as much as the next person."

"where are you... going with this?" xiao sounds so confused, but he asks so gently. even in the dark, you can see uncertainty written all over his face. he almost looks like he's in a daze; it's probably because of the hand holding. he curls his fingers a little, finally allowing himself to hold you properly. "what are you trying to tell me?"

"i'm saying," you whisper as you lean in slowly, "that i love you." you're a breath away from his face now, but he doesn't pull away. xiao's eyes become hooded and you see his gaze drop to your lips more than once. he's cute, but you weren't doing this so you could kiss him. not yet, anyhow. "i need you to understand that i can handle you -- every part of you. you can relax around me, xiao. you're not going to hurt me."

xiao's fingers straighten out again; a sign that he doesn't believe you. you kiss him out of desperation, the touch feather light. he curls his fingers instinctively and you pull away. "i'm serious, xiao. i know you won't."

"nothing is guaranteed in this world," xiao mutters. "but, you... you really believe that you will be safe around me?"

it must be working. you kiss him again, drinking in the soft noise he makes. "of course," you say when you pull away. "but if you don't believe it, then you can train me so that i can keep myself safe in your stead."

to your surprise, xiao agrees. he doesn't give it much thought; either he truly thinks that sparring with you was a good idea, or the kisses are working a little too well. either way, you silently hope he won't go back on his word. you feel at ease now, having resolved the issue. if it wasn't resolved now, then at the very least, it was on that path.

you let go of xiao's hand but he doesn't let go of yours. you were hoping you could go back to sleep now that you were breathing easier, but it looks like xiao had other plans. outside, the clouds make room for the moon, and you're finally able to see xiao illuminated by the moonlight. there's a faint blush high on his cheeks as he looks right at you. he mumbles something under his breath.

"is something wrong?" you ask. "i was going to head back to sleep, but--"

"i said, i--" xiao cuts himself off. his blush darkens into a very visible red, and he seems to be upset with himself for being so flustered. "you kissed me, and... i would like another. please." the last word is said so softly, you would have missed it if the room weren't so quiet.

xiao's terrible with affection, but he craves it more than anyone you have ever met. you wouldn't dare deny him, so you lean back in, pulling your hand out of his grasp and holding his face. "since you asked so nicely." you whisper.

xiao sighs into the kiss and pulls you in closer. it's just you, him, and the moon.

✧ mmh despite feeling guilty about not having posted this for a while, i'm pretty proud of this tbh. this was one of my earliest reqs and i actually had xiao's part written all this time but i just,,, never got around to posting it, but i hope the kisses at the end make up for it a little ♡

[nix-writes-mcyt]

hello, i downright love your content so i thought of giving a request, could you do a grian x reader where the reader has a far-away island where they house all sorts of magical and interesting creatures and only grian knows about it until someone tries to prank him and see where he is going and they find about our island. sorry if this is kind of long.

I'm really glad that you're enjoying my content! I'm glad that so many people are, I wasn't expecting things to pick up the way they have with this blog and I'm just really grateful to get to contribute to a fandom I've been looking in on from the outside for the last.. 3 years? I'm glad to be able to put more x reader fics out there.

Secret Island

Drabble Grian x reader Contains: A little Fluff, A little Angst -----------------------------

"It's time to share my secret" You say to yourself. It's scary, to have finally invited someone to the place you spend most of your time. Even after dating for so long, even though you've already told Grian of this place, you're still unsure if it was a good idea to invite him. You trust him. You can't take it back now, you sent him the coordinates in a letter. And he'll be here within the next few minutes.

You pace back and fourth, you've been overthinking since you sent a date time and the coordinates to him. Even if you hadn't been, you certainly are now. Even though you know Grian, you know what he's like, something just feels.. off.

Then you spot him, a spec in the sky that grows in size until finally he lands directly in front of you. How he stopped before he hit you you're not sure, but then again he just has some amazing skills when it comes to flying.

"So, this is it?" he asks, taking in the surroundings. "Yeah. This is the place. I know that it doesn't look very magical right now, but that's because it has to stay hidden." "That makes sense." Grian says with a smile. "It's this way." You turn, the feeling in the pit of your stomach getting worse. "You did come alone, right?"

"I did, no one knew I was even leaving." You nod. "Okay, let's go." You ignore your feeling, taking a quick look around just to make sure.

You take Grian by the hand and lead him through the secret entrance. Even through you're still on edge you won't deny that his reaction makes you happy. You've spent so long here, crafting individual environments for every single creature.

It's constantly changing as your aim is to rehabilitate as many creatures you can, to get as many of them as possible back out and into the world. "This is incredible." Those are the only words Grian can get out. But they're not the only ones you hear.

"It really is." You jump around, sword drawn. At the other end of your blade is one Mumbo Jumbo, who looks just as surprised to have a sword as his throat as you were to hear the sound of his voice.

"What are you doing here?" You ask, almost as more of a threat than a question. "I.. I, well, you see.." He struggles with his words, clearly trying to find the right ones. "I was in the middle of setting up a prank when I saw Grian leave, and I thought it was an odd time to be leaving.. so I followed him here, I promise I didn't mean to!"

You lower your sword. He seems genuine enough. "You can't tell anyone about this place." You state. "I won't, I swear." Mumbo rushes.

"Right, now that's out of the way, how about a tour?" Grian offers you a smile, squeezing your hand as reassurance everything will be okay. Mumbo smiles too, although behind it you can see the guilt for sneaking somewhere he wasn't supposed to.

You take in a deep breath, nodding at Grian's suggestion. "A tour it is, let's go."