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Some thoughts on why and how I believe Crowley and Aziraphale's relationship would incorporate sex/why I do not read them as wholly asexual:

This is something I've seen the most discourse about in this fandom, and I've had a few thoughts of my own that I really wanted to expand upon in a full meta/character analysis post. I do understand that this can be a contentious topic, so first, let me clarify a few things:

First of all, this is going to be long. Tbh it probably won't be that organized either. I ramble and I'm not very good at editing, so just... you know. Be warned. (*Hi, it's me from 2 days after writing this; I'm really not kidding, it's LONG)

These are all my own thoughts. They might not be hot takes, because recently I've seen more than a few people come to the same conclusions on a lot of these points as I have. But I've also had these notes in my drafts for about a week and a half now, and have been continuously adding to it as things have occurred to me. This post is essentially just somewhere for me to collect the separate but related meta I've been kicking around in my head.

I fully respect anyone who does see and prefer an asexual reading of this relationship. These are my own thoughts and interpretations as someone who is not asexual. I am in the LGBT+ community, so while I do know a few things about the asexuality spectrum, I am by no means an expert.

This is NOT something I expect, need, or even necessarily want the show (or, God forbid, Neil's tumblr ask box) to address. Tonally, it's just not that kind of show. Newt and Anathema's sex scene was very much played for laughs, and it worked for that reason. If the show found a way to address it in a way that was both appropriate for the tone of the show and ultimately satisfying, then great! But there is so much more to this relationship than sex, and I didn't need a kiss to confirm their love, so I certainly don't need a sex scene. As immortal beings (as I assume they'll stay) there is so much of the rest of their lives we'll never get to see. You can headcanon them as asexual and potentially be right. I can headcanon them as not and be equally potentially right. Again, these are just a collection of my own thoughts, because I think the question of sexuality (or lack thereof) is just as interesting a facet of these characters as any other.

Note: Tbh I've been second-guessing this whole post and debated deleting the whole thing several times for being silly or unnecessary, bc I don't want anyone to think that this is the only thing I care about when it comes to this story/characters. But if nothing else, it's inspired me to write in a way that nothing has in a very long time, so I've decided it's worth continuing, if for no other reason than that.

This is going to be a mixed bag of textual reading, subtextual reading, and a full-on reach or two. It's been a while since I've been in an English class, but if my teachers expected me to find a deeper meaning behind blue curtains, you can expect me to read too deeply into the symbolism of a loaded rifle or an ox rib. (This is probably not what my professors had in mind when grading my literary analysis papers but oh well) My point is, if it feels like a reach, I'm as aware of it as you are. I am in no way saying that all (or even any) of my points made were deliberate on the part of Neil or the actors or the writers or the directors. I am no longer the delulu Apple Tree Yard child of my youth, I promise.

If anything said here is in any way offensive or hurtful to anyone in the asexual community, please do not hesitate to message me or comment and let me know exactly what it was. I promise you it is not my intention to do so, and am happy to clarify or outright edit anything that reads that way.

With all that being said, let's talk about why I think Crowley and Aziraphale would absolutely fuck nasty incorporate sex into their relationship.

Note: I am out of practice with essay writing, so I think I'll just go down the bullet points of notes I have been making, and expand on each as best I can

Food

Where better to start than with Aziraphale's introduction to Pleasures Of The Flesh? (Just a heads up, this entire post may feel very Aziraphale-heavy, and with good reason).

This might be the least hot take here. We've all seen the Job minisode. We've all seen That Scene.

Whether this was intentional or not, the symbolism here is off the charts. Eve was tempted by an apple. So why not go a similar route and tempt Aziraphale with another fruit, or cheese, or bread, or literally anything else for his first experience with food? Instead, we go with a huge, glistening slab of fresh meat that he proceeds to absolutely go feral upon, moaning and gasping into his meal while Crowley watches with what definitely doesn't look to be disgust or even satisfaction with a good temptation. There's surprise at the ferocity of Aziraphale's appetite, certainly. But ultimately he looks to be intensely fascinated by it, while the thunder crashes, the music crescendos, and the earth literally shakes around them.

(It's also interesting to note how very little it takes for Crowley to tempt him with the ox rib. One murmured suggestion, a bit of unwavering eye contact, and vavoom Aziraphale immediately meets him in the middle.)

Cut to Aziraphale devouring the rest of the meat with Crowley splayed back on a makeshift bed, drinking wine and continuing to watch him indulge through half-lidded eyes. Outside a thunderstorm rages while they're learning secrets about each other in warm flickering firelight. It's cosy, it's intimate, and if they'd thrown in a bearskin throw blanket, it might as well be a post-coital scene straight out of Game of Thrones.

The next time (chronologically) we see them discuss food is when Aziraphale "tempts" Crowley with oysters in Rome. So Crowley first tempts Aziraphale with meat and then Aziraphale tempts Crowley with what is widely regarded to be an aphrodisiac. Interesting.

And then chronologically after that, the Arrangement begins to form, which has always reeked of a friends with benefits situation. Just to throw that in there.

It's What Humans Do

In the very first episode, we're shown Gabriel's obvious disgust and bewilderment towards Aziraphale eating sushi, calling it "gross matter" and being proud of the fact that he does not sully his body with it. Aziraphale initially tries to defend his own enjoyment in it, before passing it off as something that humans do, as something he simply has to do in order to blend in (which we know very well is not the case).

He does this again in season 2, passing off Nina and Maggie being in love as "something humans do". But it isn't, is it? Angels are beings of love, and can sense it, and understand very well what it is... up to a point. Even romantic love is obviously within their wheelhouse, given what we now know happened between Gabriel and Beelzebub (we'll come back to them).

What the "humans do" that angels wouldn't understand is messy, physical forms of love.

But here's the thing: Aziraphale and Crowley love doing what the humans do. They love drinking, they (or at least Aziraphale) love eating. They love music. Crowley loves driving and sleeping and watching rom-coms and sitcoms. Aziraphale loves reading and doing magic and earning little licenses and certificates for achievement in his various hobbies. They love to playact at being human so much that they've stopped playacting and started building a genuinely human lifestyle for themselves and with each other.

Once together in an unambiguously romantic sense, why do we think they wouldn't also want to explore one of the most prominent, intimate, powerful human expressions of love and desire with each other?

Angels, Demons, & Asexuality

Here's where I really want to clarify that in no way do I mean that sex is necessary for a healthy, fulfilling, and loving romantic relationship, or that the lack of desire for sex makes you any less human. Asexuality is a sexuality as valid and human as any. What I would say is that it is definitely in the human minority compared to allosexuality.

Angels and demons, on the other hand, are predominately asexual. Sexless/genderless unless Making An Effort. (Which, btw, is a concept introduced as early as the original book; why even bring it up as a possibility? Why not keep angels/demons being sexless/asexual as a hard and fast rule, if not to open up the potential for later use? Chekhov's Effort, if you will. And isn't that something that Aziraphale in particular is shown to do time and time again? He makes an effort in French and driving and magic, doesn't he?)

And this is why I don't believe Aziraphale and Crowley necessarily need to be asexual, narratively. There is already a huge amount of ace rep within the angels and demons (and no, not just the horrible ones. Muriel also doesn't "drink the tea" and has no reason or desire thus far to Make An Effort, and there are certainly other angels and demons who aren't horrible like the archangels seem to be who likely wouldn't Make An Effort either).

The central conflict for Aziraphale and Crowley is that they are on their own side, the ones who went native, the ones who are so different in so many ways from their respective hives. It would make sense for them to also break away from traditional angel/demon asexuality.

I say "traditional angel/demon asexuality", because I would also like to note that I would absolutely not rule out demisexuality for either of them. This post is being written to as a response to people who specifically believe that they (like the rest of the angels/demons seem to be) would be sex-averse in a relationship, and that it wouldn't be a factor in their relationship. I could easily read them as demisexual, but I do think there would be no real way of verifying this, because they've never been able to form as close an emotional relationship with anyone else but each other. Certainly not in heaven, and I can't imagine they would be able to form that kind of attachment with any of the humans, who they love and emulate but ultimately regard as the separate species they are. So yes, they could either be allosexual or demisexual, in my opinion.

Then again, now that I think about it, Making An Effort itself could be a great metaphor for demisexuality, since they would be entirely sexless/asexual until they have enough of an emotional connection with someone to consciously manifest otherwise. Since the other angels and demons don't generally form those types of emotional connections with anyone, there hasn't been a precedent for it.

Except...

Brielzebub

We do have a precedent for it now, don't we? Gabriel and Beelzebub fell in love. They are a direct foil for Crowley and Aziraphale's relationship, speedrunning right through their courtship and finding their happily ever after on the other side of things.

For being such a 1 to 1 comparison, it feels deliberate that they did not kiss. They held hands, they were gooey with each other, but they did not kiss. That feels like such a deliberate thing to omit when you know what's to come at the end of the episode between Crowley and Aziraphale.

And going back to the food = sex metaphor for a moment, let's notice how even as they fell in love over the years, even when pints and crisps were there on the table in front of them, they never felt the desire to reach out for them. They didn't need to. It's a date (love story) even if you aren't eating dinner (sleeping together).

Yes, I know Jim liked hot chocolate. No, I am not counting it because I don't consider Jim and Gabriel to be the same person with the same proclivities, and Jim was highly suggestible at the time anyway.

Gabriel and Brielzebub's big happily ever after moment (as of now) was one between two asexual supernatural beings. They did not need to kiss to drive the point home. They showed what Crowley and Aziraphale could have, if they would only acknowledge it.

Crowley & Aziraphale's Dissatisfaction

But they do have that already, don't they? If you really think about it, what do Gabriel and Beelzebub do with each other that Crowley and Aziraphale don't already? They hold hands, they spend time together, they create little rituals, they give gifts, they're visibly and verbally affectionate with each other, etc. They are more or less already in a romantic asexual marriage relationship with each other, aren't they?

And it doesn't seem to be enough for either of them.

At the beginning of the season, Crowley is immediately shown to be unsatisfied with the way things are. Obviously part of it comes from living in his car, but it seems to be more than that (especially since Aziraphale makes it clear that the bookshop is just as much Crowley's as his, implying that he could have been living there the whole time and is choosing not to, for some reason?). You could argue he's feeling unmoored without Hell telling him what to do, but isn't that what he wanted? Isn't that what he still wants, by the end of the season? All season long, he's never indicated the desire for a new job, or a new project. He stopped the apocalypse because he wanted the freedom to openly spend time with Aziraphale, to spend his time on Earth however he sees fit. Until Gabriel arrives, he has exactly that (minus a flat).

So where does the dissatisfaction come from? And if it represents anything to do with his relationship, what does he want out of it that he isn't getting already?

I think Crowley only really comes to the realisation of what he's missing when Nina names it for him, not only putting them in the category of romantic, but physical (outright asking if they are sleeping together). These two posts [1], [2] go into more detail about what I mean, but I think it really pushes him into acknowledging that their relationship is more human than either of them have stopped to consider, and what that might mean as far as everything a human relationship can entail.

After all, Nina and Maggie only advised that he should talk to Aziraphale, make clear his feelings. The decision to kiss him, to tip them over the edge from nonphysical to physical, that was all him. And no, kissing isn't sex, but I wonder how taboo even that might be in the kind of all-encompassing asexuality most angels seem to identify with. (If they're disgusted by food and drink, I can only imagine what they think of snogging, much less sex.)

Aziraphale doesn't have this moment of someone observing their relationship from the outside. He loves Crowley, and as of 1941 probably even knows he's in love with him in a way that Crowley doesn't understand yet. Which makes sense, since love is technically his job, he'd be more likely to recognise it for what it is.

However, Aziraphale's reference for romance and relationships is Jane Austen. It's chaste. It's dancing and dinner and doing sweet things for each other and roses and candles and handholding. He contextualises his love for Crowley in that soft fantasy sort of way, where it's there, it's obviously there, but it's neat and easy and unspoken. Not to quote Glee in this, the year of our lord 2023, but it's all very "the touch of the fingertips is as sexy as it gets".

Someone should tell that to Aziraphale's face, then.

I'm not going to pretend I know what Michael Sheen's script notes were, but there were definitely some Choices™ made. Because yes, there were plenty of moments in both seasons with Aziraphale looking at Crowley in a sweet, loving, smitten way. And then there were moments that were yearning.

But yearning for what, exactly? All of those sappy Jane Austen tropes already apply to the two of them. So why are there moments where Aziraphale is looking Crowley up and down like the last eclair in the window and licking his lips and visibly exhaling like he's trying to get in control of himself (see: Bastille scene + Crowley telling Muriel to ask him if they have any other questions about love)? Why is Aziraphale not only unconcerned when Crowley shoves him bodily up against a wall in s1, but staring at his lips and a beat too late in noticing Sister Mary's arrival? Why are some of his lines so suggestive? I'm sorry, but the car ride after the church explosion might as well have been the beginning of a Pizza Man porn with a really weird Blitz theme. If even my mother picked up on that vibe, I can't imagine it wasn't intentional on part of both the dialogue and the delivery.

(This section may feel like more of a reach/joke, but I'm really only 20% joking. These are writers and actors who are EXTREMELY good at their jobs; they know what they were doing here.)

More importantly, I don't think Aziraphale is even aware that there is more to what he wants. He lives in the Jane Austen fantasy and it never even occurs to him that he might be interested in anything further. It never even occurs to him that, as an angel, there is anything further to be interested in in the first place. Until Crowley forces it to occur to him. Just like I believe Nina forced Crowley to confront the idea that romantic love is what he's been feeling all along, I believe Crowley forced Aziraphale to confront the idea that physical intimacy is something he's been wanting, without even realising.

Aziraphale's Hedonism

Expanding on Aziraphale for a moment. We talked about his relationship with food, but we all know that Aziraphale is defined by his love of things that Feel Good.

It isn't just that he and Crowley love human things. Aziraphale loves the best of the best, or at least his version of it. He doesn't just love food, he loves going to fancy restaurants. He doesn't just love clothes, he loves soft, cosy, warm, plush clothes, or shiny, flashy, bougie fashion. He loves the warmth of tea and cocoa, loves getting drunk, and sitting in a comfy chair in the sunlight. He doesn't just experience, he indulges.

Given the emphasis put on things that Aziraphale loves just because they Feel Good, it feels narratively strange to assume that he wouldn't enjoy the feeling of being touched, or that he wouldn't be willing to try it, at least once, with someone he cared very deeply for. And just like the ox rib, I think that once he gets the first taste of things, he would absolutely tip over into complete and utter self-indulgence.

Dancing

I also think that dancing could be construed as a huge metaphor here. After all, we're told flat-out that angels don't Dance. Except one.

I would argue that Aziraphale, in fact, Made An Effort to learn how to Dance. He threw himself into the gavotte with delight (at a Victorian gay club; noted) and worked hard to be good at it. He's chomping at the bit to Dance with Crowley, working up the nerve to ask him with undeniably romantic intent and eagerness. So, angels don't Dance... unless they Make An Effort to do so.

We are told that demons, on the other hand, do Dance, but not well. Makes sense, since they're the ones who would want to encourage a deadly sin like lust, but have as little understanding of human love and physical intimacy as the angels. Crowley, however, is shown to be an excellent dancer at the ball, especially in his compatibility with Aziraphale.

(But Aziraphale WandaVisioned the ball so everyone knew how to dance! Yes, he did. However, the rest of the brainwashing doesn't seem to affect Crowley in any way, and they did actually live through the time period where this sort of dancing was a social norm; I'd be surprised if he never needed to learn. After all, the demons can't spell either, and Crowley is at least functionally literate, as far as we know.)

As of today, it's also been confirmed that when Aziraphale asked Crowley to dance, Crowley replied with "you don't dance." Not "WE don't dance". So going along with the metaphor, Crowley is just now discovering that Dancing is something Aziraphale is interested in at all, much less with him, and not denying that he himself is interested in Dancing. In his defense, I believe he was asleep for a few years while Aziraphale was learning the gavotte, so he wasn't exactly aware of Aziraphale's hot girl summer.

Love Languages

I want to expand on that; Crowley and Aziraphale's compatibility. Specifically in regards to their individual love languages.

We all know Crowley's love language is Acts of Service. I don't think there's any debate there. He loves it, Aziraphale loves it, they're both aware of it, we're all aware of it, God and Satan are aware of it, no surprise there.

You may disagree with me, but I believe Aziraphale's love language is Physical Touch, for a number of reasons. One of which being his aforementioned hedonism. Aziraphale likes things that Feel Good, remember? He likes soft clothes, and well-worn books. Neil himself has said that they like holding hands. And any time he is taken by surprise (Brielzebub getting together, the wave of love in Tadfield, etc.) what is the first thing he does? Reaches out for Crowley. He stops him with a hand to the chest in the pub. He leads him by the hand to the dance floor. He guides him by the waist in the graveyard. He reaches out during the entire Brielzebub scene, whether he can reach Crowley or not. Despite his own turmoil, he grasps at Crowley's back during the kiss.

The one time Crowley reaches out for him (not counting the kiss yet; we'll get there), he is aggressively pushed against a wall (by someone he loves and trusts) with a complete and utter lack of concern (and perhaps some interest, depending on how you read it).

And when he isn't reaching out for anyone, or there isn't anyone to reach out to? Well, he's wringing his own hands together, squeezing his own fingers, as if to find that physical comfort in himself.

So. With that theory in mind, we have Aziraphale (Physical Touch) + Crowley (Acts of Service). Throw in 6000+ years of deep love, cherished companionship, and forcibly repressed longing, and there is a very real potential of this combination resulting in fierce sexual compatibility. Where Aziraphale would want to touch and be touched, to indulge in physical pleasure with someone he adores, in the same the way he indulges in every other fine thing in his life. And where Crowley would want to indulge him in return, to give him everything he wants, and to take pleasure in Aziraphale's pleasure, in the same way he enjoys watching him take joy in food everything else.

So Aziraphale is an angel who is insecure about his own less-than-holy desires, who would want to treat Crowley like a luxury to be touched and cherished and adored. And Crowley is a demon who has, over the millennia, been unhappy about how they've been forced to deny even their friendship with each other, who would want Aziraphale to feel comfortable and safe and encouraged to indulge in earthly delights. That sounds like a stunning recipe for sexual compatibility to me.

"You said 'trust me'" / "And you did"

Just like the Job minisode, the Blitz is RIFE with symbolism (intentional or otherwise). This one will be quick, but I did want to touch on it because I thought it was interesting. Maybe I'm reaching at this point, but I'm assuming you read the tin.

First of all, Crowley not wanting to admit to never firing a gun before; comes off as someone who very much does not want to admit to their crush that they're a virgin ("You must have done this lots of times!" / "Umm.... yyyyyeah.")

(You could make the argument that Aziraphale having a firearms license and a Derringer in a hollowed-out book is symbolic of him not being a virgin while Crowley is. I disagree, for reasons I'll go into later, but it's a valid reading. However, I see it more like keeping a condom in your wallet; it's there in case you need it, but the opportunity has not yet risen no pun intended.)

More importantly, the theme of this entire minisode is trust. We already know they trust each other with their lives against the rest of Heaven, Hell, and the world. But specifically, this is about the importance of having complete trust in your partner in a charged, physically vulnerable, intimate moment, where the only danger is between the two of you.

Aziraphale needs to believe Crowley would never hurt him if he can help it. Crowley needs to trust Aziraphale's unwavering blind faith in him. Frankly, it all feels very symbolic of two people deeply in love losing their respective virginities with each other.

The trick is a success, and they share an intimate candlelit dinner in which they reaffirm their faith in each other. Aziraphale also begins to voice his agreement with Crowley, that maybe Heaven's rules shouldn't have to be as black and white as they are, and that there are benefits to... blurring the lines, shades of grey, wink wink (at which point even my mom was like, whoa guys, this is a family show).

Btw also: Can we all agree how much it looked like Crowley was getting ready to get a lapdance in that one scene? You know the one.

Also also: "Aim for my mouth"? Come on.

The Birds & The Bees

Now that I think of it, there's also something to be said for the fact that Crowley and Aziraphale are both obviously familiar with where babies come from (how they're made and how they're born) while the other angels aren't.

Something something Aziraphale and Crowley fundamentally understand sex and reproduction in a way the other angels (and probably demons) very much do not, nor have any desire to.

Probably not important. Just thought it was worth mentioning.

The Kiss™ & Religious Trauma

The Kiss. Where to even begin?

This has definitely been the hardest one to start, because there is so much going on here that I definitely won't be able to cover it all, and will certainly miss a few things here and there.

Aziraphale's reaction to the kiss afterwards is the most interesting to me. And I don't mean directly after, I don't mean the "I forgive you" part. I mean the way he touches his lips when Crowley is no longer in the room and he no longer needs to save face, when he is completely alone. Had it been directly after the kiss, it would have been rightfully read as horror, or disgust, a shield to discourage further action.

It's not. It isn't just a touch, it's a press. As desperate and angry and unexpected and imperfect as the kiss had been, Aziraphale is pressing it into himself, recreating the feeling as best he can. Beneath all the poor timing and shock and hurt from their fight and fallout, I think it's fair to say that it was something he enjoyed. Something he doesn't think he should enjoy, something that Feels Good that he only allows himself to indulge in when completely alone.

Remember, Aziraphale's idea of love is Jane Austen and gentleness and courtship and fantasy. If he'd ever even considered kissing an option, it might have been gentle pecks, cheek kisses, forehead kiss, hand kisses. Soft, safe, chaste affection.

Crowley's kiss turns all of that on its head. He introduces physical intimacy in a very real, very messy, very human way that I don't think Aziraphale ever even considered could apply to them. Considering what other angels are like and what they look down on, even Aziraphale's Jane Austen fantasies probably would have been considered taboo.

So for their first kiss to be rough and desperate and passionate in the way it was, of course he was confused and in shock. It was deeply physical, and as overwhelming and awful as it was in the moment, it Felt Good. Enough that he grasped at Crowley and kissed back, if only just for a moment, before stopping himself. Enough that he actively pressed it into his lips afterwards, in private, to remember.

I adore how Neil has decided to evolve these characters past the first book/season. More so in this season, Aziraphale and Crowley have both become such interesting allegories for queer people on either side of the spectrum of toxic religion. Aziraphale in particular obviously, because he is the side that so desperately wants to believe, to make a difference, and to unlearn all of the propaganda he's been fed over such a long time. Just like so much of organised religion, there is so much that he is told, time and time again, that he should not want, that he is silly or stupid or outright wrong for wanting. It reminds me so much of the severe Catholic guilt one might feel for wanting/engaging in sex for the first time, and the stigma of being queer layered on top of that.

What is so critical to Aziraphale's character is that he goes on wanting, and more than that, actively pursues. He was convinced to go up against Heaven and Hell and stop all of Armageddon because he wanted to go on listening to music and eating lunch and reading books and enjoying the simple company of the person he cares most deeply for, even if that person is supposed to be the enemy.

All this to say that if angels are as generally asexual/sex-averse as I believe them to be, narratively speaking, it would make sense for Aziraphale to be singular in that regard as well. Mirroring his first experience with food, it would make sense for Crowley to be the one to first introduce this new messy, physical, human dynamic between them, for Aziraphale to hesitate (obviously we are at the Hesitation phase at the moment), and then (eventually) for him to dive in wholeheartedly, to absolutely glut himself on this new thing that Feels Good. It would make sense for his character development to show him overcoming his metaphorical Catholic guilt and pursuing the sexual intimacy most (if not all) of the other angels would scorn.

(I can't help but remember that plot idea Neil described from the unwritten sequel, with Aziraphale in a hotel room trying to watch a full porno by way of the free 2-minute teaser clips so he wasn't technically sinning by paying for it. I so hope this is used in season 3, because gosh, I wonder why Aziraphale would suddenly be so interested in observing human physical intimacy after 6,000 years. Lonely and doing a little surreptitious research there, angel?)

Crowley, on the other hand, is the queer person who has broken free from his toxic religion. He prides himself on being his own person, on their his own side. He doesn't have the hang-ups Aziraphale does. He doesn't worry that he's going to be judged or cast aside for wanting things he's not supposed to. So it only makes sense for him to be the first one to suggest/initiate physical intimacy. It makes sense for him to be the one who "goes too fast" (another fantastic example of this dynamic beginning as early as s1; what is that conversation in the car meant to represent, if not Aziraphale being overwhelmed by the intensity of their relationship, and his fear of succumbing to it when he believes he shouldn't? It's also interesting that this is the first conversation to take place in Soho, just after watching Aziraphale realise he's caught feelings for a demon, with the red glow of lust serving as the backdrop).

Do I think the kiss in and of itself was sexual? No. I think it was a passionate and devastating last-ditch effort on Crowley's part to convey the way he feels for Aziraphale. Not just that he loves him, but that he loves him in the most human way possible. But I do think that the kiss represents how they can move forward from here, and what they might want to explore with each other once they feel free enough to do so.

In Conclusion

I am sure, deep in my bones (unless we are explicitly told otherwise), that this was both of their first kisses no, I'm not counting the gavotte, and that neither of them have ever thought to do anything else physical with the humans while they have been on Earth. Like I said before, they adore the human race and lifestyle in general, but ultimately view them as a separate species altogether, and they seem mostly happy to keep to themselves and each other, unless otherwise necessary. I just can't see either of them being drawn enough to a human to pursue anything close to sex. If Crowley in particular has had anything to do with sex in the context of temptations, I'm positive he would be inciting lust amongst the humans themselves, not involving himself directly. At least not that directly.

So, like every other human experience they've had on Earth, sex is something new that they could explore together, just the two of them, on their own side. A deeply intimate, tangible declaration of their love and everything they've gone through to earn it. A visceral finger to give both Heaven and Hell. A renewed appreciation for their corporations and for each other's. A enjoyable method for immortal beings to simply pass the time in each other's company. A new and exciting way to Feel Good, and all the variations that come with it.

You might agree with this post, or you might not. Whether this is something that is ever addressed or not, it doesn't matter to me. This is a brilliant love story either way, and I genuinely feel so privileged to witness it.

But I just can't find it in myself to imagine, given everything we know about these two characters, that sex isn't an experience they would both consume with wholehearted enthusiasm, curiosity, and profound, ineffable adoration.

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Bonus feature: the very silly notes I made to myself that inspired this post

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it’s not that you really wanted to go on a date, it’s that your friend assured you this was the perfect guy for you

and your friend swore, cross their heart, that you would not regret letting them set you up

but now you’re sitting at a table alone, with pitiful looks being thrown your way by the restaurant staff and the other groups of people around you and it’s clear to you; you do regret it, and this is the last time you’ll let anyone other than yourself handle your love life

after compulsorily buying a meal for yourself so as to not leave the place empty handed, you slowly chew on your food, wondering where it went wrong

did he see a picture of you and decided that was it? did he hear a story about you that was just unflattering? what was it about you that made them turn around and away from the restaurant—away from you?

in the midst of all this, your phone emits a ding! sound. you’re not doing anything important, so you see it fit to check the notification

ricky 😡🐱: how’s your date going?

terribly. but that’s a little embarrassing to admit, especially to ricky...

yn: good! i’ll text you later

you lay your phone down on the table and pick up your utensils once again to finish your meal, but a shadow casting over your plate interrupts you

“why are you alone, then?”

When you follow the voice (and the shadow), Ricky is standing next to your table, his phone in hand with the screen open on your text thread. He turns it off with a swift click of the power button, and he takes the space on the other side of the table where your date should have been.

You don’t know how to respond. You’re embarrassed; a second ago, you were alone at a restaurant filled with people, and now, your best friend has caught you lying to him about being at said restaurant alone.

“What happened?” Ricky asks as his arm makes its way across the table to your glass of water. He lifts it to his lips, taking a sip and placing it back down. He looks genuinely concerned, maybe even a little pissed, but all you can focus on is how your lipstick stain is on the rim of the cup, and how he drank from that same spot.

You shake your head. “I, um,” you pause, pursing your lips and trying to find a good enough (fake) reason. “Nothing. I didn’t like him, and he said he had other plans, so I just let him go.”

Ricky furrows his eyebrows at that. It’s a very visible sign of incredulity; he doesn’t believe your lie. Nevertheless, he simply shrugs it off. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing.”

“Thanks, I guess,” you reply, still dealing with the aftereffects of being stood up. You poke your fork at the food before you; a lost appetite and an expensive meal don’t mix well.

Ricky leans forward, letting his forearms rest on the surface of the table. He’s looking at you so seriously, analyzing your every move. “Why are you looking at me like that?” you ask, attempting to come off as teasing, but he only waves you off. “I just want to look at you.”

You feel yourself practically melt under his gaze, but you ignore it. This is Ricky, your best friend... nothing more. Right. This is Ricky—you should tell him the truth about why you’re alone.

“He didn’t come,” you admit. “I wasn’t super excited about this date, but I thought– I thought I would at least go on a date. This is... nothing. I was here by myself before you got here.”

There’s a pained glint in his eyes. Is he feeling sorry for you? Maybe you do deserve all the pity you’ve gotten today. He gulps, keeping eye contact with you while biting on a small portion of his bottom lip.

After a while, he sighs. “Come on.”

Ricky begins to stand up, stuffing his phone into his pocket before you hold him back by the wrist. “What?” you question.

“We’ll go do something else,” he says with a bob of his head. Your grasp on his wrist somehow turns into your hands being interlocked. “Let me take you on a date. I’ve always wanted to, and I promise I won’t screw it up.”

gyuvin 규빈

boy next door who you’ve always had feelings for, you just never thought of him liking you back

you’ve always liked kim gyuvin

from the moment his family moved in next to your house, with his bedroom parallel to yours

you could see everything through his window; who he was, what his hobbies were, what he admired, and how he acted with his friends

this all made him seem... unattainable. you felt like you were the audience for a show, and gyuvin was the actor

it didn’t help that you went to the same school, and to further that, he was immensely popular

it was obvious. how could you expect that someone like him wouldn’t be? he’s tall, cute, extroverted, funny and kind—the entire package, if you would say so yourself

you weren’t totally unpopular. you had your fair share of friends, a few social circles that you hung out with. but gyuvin seemed too out of reach for you, even if he was your neighbor

the singular interaction you’ve had was when he came over to ask for sugar. it went like this: “hi!” “hi?” “i was baking, and i kind of ran out of brown sugar. do you maybe... uh...” “oh, sugar? wait, i think i do, hold on.”

it was that awkward. so when your mother told you she became new friends with gyuvin’s mom and wanted to have dinner at their house as a family, you freaked

but it’s not like you can say no, so you found yourself at the kims’ door a few days later

“Hi! You must be [Name]. I’ve seen you around, and I’ve heard about you from Gyuvin, but you’re much prettier up close! I know who you get your looks from,” Mrs Kim says, winking at your mother.

“You’re too kind, your son is very polite, and...”

You tune their conversation out—did she say she’s heard about you from Gyuvin? Why would he be talking about you?

Your mom finishes it (whatever she was talking about) off with, “They’d be perfect together, don’t you think?” Mrs Kim nods vigorously, then pats you twice on the shoulder. “[Name], maybe you would want to go spend some time with Gyuvin first? I’m afraid dinner isn’t ready, there’s still a long way... I’ll call you both down when it is. He’s up in his room.”

You bow, excusing yourself and obligingly treading up the stairs. This is the second time you’re about to interact with him—you better not mess up.

On the final step of the staircase, you start to hear talking from one of the bedrooms. From where you stand, it’s not clear where its origin is, and so you try to listen for the voice. It leads you to a slightly open door, and holy shit—this is Gyuvin’s door.

“They’re coming over today, and, ugh, I don’t know,” he rants. Is that about you? It has to be. Who else is coming over? You move closer to the door frame, nearly peeking your head in. “I just– I don’t know how to talk to them! Last time, I went over to ask if they wanted to hang out and...” he trails off, the regret evident in his tone. “I asked for sugar. To bake.” Oh my god. This is about you.

You take another step, risking the possibility of the door creaking. “I don’t even bake! I came home with sugar and my mom asked why and I just said I found some on the street.” He sighs, exasperated. You inch even closer, toying with the chances of him catching you eavesdropping, when... creak. At the same time, Gyuvin’s rant is cut short. “Gunwook, you have to help me, I can’t be an idiot in front of them–”

His head snaps towards the door, where you are, standing and staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. He quickly hangs up, bidding Gunwook a hushed goodbye through the microphone. “How much of that did you hear?”

You swallow the lump in your throat, flattered and shy at the same time. “I think... all of it.”

Gyuvin’s hand raises to cup his nape, and he gives you the most endearing yet bashful smile. “Would you, maybe, um, wanna hang out sometime? With me, of course...”

gunwook 건욱

friends to lovers, and everyone is sure you both like each other but all you do is deny it

you know gunwook like the back of your hand

although you met a little over a year ago, he quickly became a constant in your life, especially because you saw him everyday at school

he would wait outside your class, eat lunch with you, walk you home (and sometimes to school in the mornings), help you with homework even though he’s always busy with all the extracurriculars he participates in, and additionally schedules weekly study sessions together

this led countless people to think you were dating, even though you’re really not

you deny it, making a gesture with your hands indicating the negative. “we’re just friends, he would never be my boyfriend,” you laugh it off. gunwook tenses up, and the corners of his lips suddenly become downturned. “yeah, we’re just friends...” he agrees, sounding somewhat unsure

that’s what happens every single time someone mistakes you for a couple. you’re the first to refuse that assumption, while gunwook just follows your lead

you thought, “hey, maybe he’s just shy around the topic of dating.” and so you don’t push it, or even ask about what he thinks of the rumors surrounding you two

at this week’s study session, which he scheduled at his house, he can’t focus

repeatedly tapping his pen and running his fingers through his hair—doing anything but his homework, really—he doesn’t even spare you a glance

and so you take the responsibility upon yourself to ask. “is something bothering you?”

Gunwook sighs, looking as if he’s internally debating the pros and cons of unloading his baggage onto you. His eyes dart around his room, from the door, to the desk, to the bed, and finally to you, before he swipes his tongue between his lips and lets out a breath. “Can I ask you something?”

You drop your pen. Why does he seem so conflicted?

Readjusting your position on the bed to face him, you lean closer to Gunwook as you shove your school books and other materials out of the way. “You can ask me anything,” you say, determined to comfort your friend.

He visibly hesitates, biting his bottom lip. He’s still not looking at you, and not so much as a second is allotted for one glimpse. “Do you...” he pauses, trying to muster the courage. “Do you really think of me as just a friend?”

The question almost makes your jaw drop to the floor. What does he mean by that? Sure, you did have a short-lived crush on him when you first got acquainted, but it faded instantaneously. You didn’t know you could be anything more—you thought you had no chance with a guy like him, so your feelings were trivial to you.

Tilting your head, you reply, “I’m not sure what you mean.”

Gunwook shrugs, also following your actions and pushing all his textbooks away. “I guess– oh my god, this sounds stupid, but,” he groans, “I’ve liked you since last year, since before we even became friends. And whenever someone asks if I’m your boyfriend, you just– you immediately say no.”

He... likes you? You’re dumbfounded, eyes wide and mouth actually agape this time. You’re certain your cheeks are red, judging from the heat you feel rush up to your face.

At your silence, he continues. “I know it’s stupid. I didn’t just become friends with you because I like you, it’s more than that, but everytime you say I could never be your boyfriend or something like that, I hate it.

“I’ve liked you for so long, and please answer me,” he sounds breathless as he speaks, “Can I... can we be anything more?”

yujin 유진

first love / teenage crush

you didn’t know when you started liking yujin, you just did

maybe it was when you would watch him play soccer after school, with him alone on the field practicing and you doing your homework on the bleachers

or maybe it was when he bought you a drink that one time. you were thirsty after running to school because you were on the verge of getting an offense on your permanent record if you were late one more time

clicking a few buttons on the vending machine, the solace provided by strawberry milk was nearly yours—until you open your wallet to find that there’s only a thousand won inside

“maybe next time,” you think, “i don’t need to drink anything right now.”

but before you can leave, someone sneaks their two thousand into the slot for you, and the milk drops down into the small metal box below for you to claim

when you turn around, you’re met with yujin

and then a switch flipped. since then, you’ve noticed han yujin wherever you went

you stumbled onto the soccer field on a hot day when you were assigned cleaning duty, and you found that he was the only one there

deciding to repay the favor, after spectating him practicing for a while, you go to buy a drink for him too when you buy your own

you leave it next to his bag with a note, saying: “you’re really good! i bought this for you, make sure to get some rest ♡”

and so watching him practice while doing your homework became a regular occurrence for you, even if you weren’t 100% watching all the time. it was like background music, and your interest in him (caused by him buying you milk) became a full blown crush

Following the steps of your daily routine, you hurriedly arrange your books in your backpack, ready to go see Yujin—the best part of your day—when your teacher stops you at the door.

“[Name], I’d like to talk to you about tutoring someone,” she says, a soft smile plastered on her face as if she wasn’t actively ruining your day. “You’re one of my best students, and a classmate of yours really needs help.”

As hard as you tried to get away, you got stuck in the classroom for the rest of the afternoon, discussing possible tutoring times and the topic outlines where your “classmate” needed further explanation. Not only were you annoyed you missed some time to see Yujin, but when you got to the field, hoping he would still be practicing late into the night, he was gone.

Although you were displeased at the thought of having to tutor your male classmate every day of the school week, you had no choice. In addition, he was at least paying you, so it wasn’t like your hard work was for nothing—just that now, you would have to sacrifice your time with the boy you like.

You started to tutor him after school, and going to see Yujin became a rare possibility. Your tutoring was yielding good results, however, and your tutee received high marks on almost all tests after being taken under your wing.

He runs up to you, showing you his paper with a big red ninety-eight in the corner; he got an even higher grade than you did. “[Name]! Thank you, look at this! I’ve never gotten a grade this high!” You nod, but everything he’s saying is going in one ear and out the other. Since he technically doesn’t need your help anymore, maybe you could go watch Yujin today.

You cancel your session for the day, with permission from your advising teacher. After two and a half weeks, you’re finally back at the field—but this time, he’s the one who isn’t here. You let out a deep breath, deciding to power through and do your homework like normal.

You’re in the middle of trigonometry when a cool sensation is pressed up against your cheek, water beginning to drip down your skin. Flicking your head towards the perpetrator, you discover it to be Yujin holding a strawberry milk for you. He giggles, handing you the small box and sitting down beside you. “Here. I haven’t, um, seen you in a while. Why’s that?”

You take it from him, detaching the straw from the back of the box and poking it through the designated hole. “Yeah,” you say, sipping on the milk for a few seconds after. “I started to tutor Jiwon, so I couldn’t come the last few weeks.”

“Oh, you must be busy, then. Nevermind,” he mutters, shaking his head. “No, what is it? You can’t just say nevermind.” You scoff, a teasing grin making its way onto your face.

Yujin gulps. “Will you, uh... come to my game this weekend?”

[pleucas]

Hellow again 🌟

Pleaseeee, I would happily watch a 4+hours long youtube video of you rendering things, and tbh the more chaotic the better, all your works end up being masterpieces, it's hard for me to imagine them being anything less than perfect and, as a person who get frustrated and abandons their wips when things get messy, it would be encouraging to see how you navigate the "trust the process" stage of things.

I would love to see a process video of the "golden hour skk"(the one where they're in the laundromat) or the one where they're watching the rain (i don't usually like green so that illustration it's the exception, I ADORE the colors and the vibe there), but I'll be extremely grateful with anything you decide to share, on here or on yt

sorry for taking so long to answer this LOL. the plan was to finish another painting (just posted btw!) and screen record then speed it up to have a high quality speedpaint that i could have commentary over... but wifi here SUCKS and things were refusing to cooperate. mb

tumblr won't let me upload two videos so here's one of them lol. i'll make a separate post for the other one ^^

[hiddenhearthwitch]

📚 Small Intro To Polytheism📚

One of the most frequent asks I receive is how and where to get started when it comes to polytheism. This is a fairly broad subject and I’ll try to be as general as I can for advice but I will include specific references for Norse polytheists as that’s my shit. This information can be used to help you find a pantheon or to help you pick deities to work with it. If you’d like to use it to pick a patron deity that’s super, if you want to worship 20 gods and not have a patron deity that’s cool too. You do you dude. Please keep in mind this is all reflective of my research and personal practice. 🌻

Picking A Pantheon/Deity

This really boils down to personal preference. You’ll read a lot of posts and books that tell you many different ways and it’s entirely up to you because it is your practice.  That being said, there’s a couple of different ways to go about it. 

Research! This is one of my favorite ways to delve in. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with reading the stories of multiple pantheons and picking on that calls to you. You can also talk to other devotees and see what they have to say about deities and their religions. It is important to keep in mind that some religions are closed so please do proper research!

For example, I wasn’t originally a Norse pagan. I read some stories and thought the Hellenic pantheon would best suit me. I reached out to Eros for a while but after feeling no real connection to the pantheon I continued my research! After reading up on the Norse pantheon I decided to reach out to them out. Obviously, I fucking loved it because here I am. Point being, you can pick a pantheon based on research and not some divine message or whatever. You are also more than welcome to try out a religion, decide it doesn’t suit you, and move on. 

Divination! You can use runes, a pendulum, tarot, etc.This can go a few different ways. You can write pantheon/deity names on separate pieces of paper, mix them up, and place them face down then ask the pendulum to pick. You can assign a deity/pantheon to each suit of cards or major arcana card or even do the same thing with runes. 

For example, this is how I found a devotion to Frigg and Hel. I asked if there were any deities who were interested in working with me and pulled the runes Hagalaz and Berkana which read as Hel and Frigg to me. I followed up with tarot cards and pulled Death(Hel) plus the Queen of Pentacles(Frigg).

Asking/waiting for a sign. This isn’t something I’ve personally done so I don’t have much to say on the subject. You can go about meditating, praying, doing a ritual, or whatever and essentially wait for a sign after. It can come via a dream, something you experience, symbols you see in your daily life, it’s pretty much up to your intuition to decipher it. If anyone has information they’d like me to add in here please let me know!

If there’s a god you’re curious about and don’t want to do any of the above it’s totally cool to just reach out and ask if they want to work with you. 

Idk How To Research

Same, tbh my keyword search game is weak. Anyways, good portion of us are looking up dead religions with little reliable resources. To give those curious about the Norse an easy head start here’s a compiled list of  books by yours truly(click me!!) . It’s important to take everything with a grain a salt of salt when doing research. In my experience a lot of the retold Norse sagas have been Christianized or written under heavy Wiccan influences. It’s a good idea to do research on the author before reading one of their books.

Other blogs! There are tons of great witches and pagans on tumblr that have information waiting for you. 💗 You can search their blog/tags for good references for books, websites, podcasts, etc. Plus lots of blogs are open to answer asks. If you don’t know where to start for searching it’s best to try things based around your interest like: “norse polytheist”, “hellenic witch”, “gaelic polytheism”, etc.

Media! How lucky are we that we live in the age of technology? Knowledge is right at our fingertips! There are countless documentaries, podcasts, and audiobooks on youtube full of information for different cultures and religions. I’d personally recommend almost anything by BBC, Myths & Legends, and World Mythology!

Books! I love starting on goodreads to find good books and trust worthy authors. They’ve had almost every book I looked up with bunches of different reviews so you can get varying perspectives. Check out your local library as well! A lot of city libraries have online databases now of all of their books so you can “check it out” online and read the PDF(personal fave). 

Feeling Lost Still?

That’s completely reasonable and your feelings are more than valid. It can be overwhelming and lot of information to soak up. Just do your best and take it at your own pace, there’s no rush to find a deity or pantheon. 💞 Below are a few other general concerns I hear a lot that I was hoping to address.

“I’m leaving a monotheistic(Christian, Catholic, Jewish, etc) religion and it’s giving me anxiety.” This is entirely common and almost expected in my opinion. I was raised Roman Catholic and my first year to two looking into polytheism riddled me with anxiety. I was constantly concerned that god would smite me down or I’d face an eternity in hell for worshiping false gods. While I can’t speak for everyone that fear was entirely erased for me when I found my gods. I’ve never felt so safe and strong and hopefully with time you can find the same in your gods!

It’s okay to want to learn more or to seek something more. I can’t tell you how to handle your anxiety but please know you’re not alone in that fear. There’s whole communities out there willing to support you and help you find your safe space(including me)!

“What’s UPG?” You’ll see a lot of posts, mine included, that mention UPG - UPG is Unverified Personal Gnosis. This is essentially someone’s personal thoughts and beliefs about a deity. For example, I associate Sif with hazelnuts. There’s nothing in the lore or any book that says that she likes hazelnuts; that’s just a personal opinion(aka a UPG).

“How do I reach out to the gods?” I have a lot of information on my blog about this topic although a lot of it is Norse specific. You can check out my beginner polytheist tag here and my beginner norse post/ask here.

Altar! This is my go to typically. Altars aren’t limited to the cookie cutter image that comes to mind(no hate though I have a few); one thing you can make a side blog dedicated to your pantheon/deity, make a small one in a tin can, or even make one in a video game like Minecraft or some shit. You can be as creative or as to the book as you want. It’s up to you.

Prayer! You can totally just sit down and be like, “Hey man wanna work on some shit together?”. While I’m not 100% that all gods would be down with you being that casual it’s still something you can try.😂 You can reach out to them by sitting down in a quiet space and meditating into prayer, praying in the car or in the shower, or just pray at the altar you set up if you did. Again, I can not reiterate this enough, it’s your practice, reach out to them as you please.

Do something personal! This is more like devotional work in my opinion. Let’s say you knit and you want to reach out to a creative or domestic deity, you can knit something as a devotional act to them and as a way to reach out. For example I pick up litter in honor of the Vanir and Jörð, or I play Skyrim for Thor and Týr.

Most importantly just be honest and up front with the god that you’re reaching out too. Considering that statement be honest with yourself as well. There’s no point going into a relationship with a god if you can’t be upfront, it’ll end up in nothing but grief.

“Can deities reach out through gods/signs?” They totally can. However, it is up to you and your intuition if a deity has and it’s not likely another witch will decipher that for you. Sounds, experiences, images, all have different meanings to each of us - they may show you something that’s very personal to you but would be mundane to someone else. Trust your instincts. However, please remember that not everything is magical, sometimes a raven is just a raven and not Odin.

✨Take everything you learn with a grain of salt. Including this post.✨

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[leeneir]

Missions; Iso x GN!Reader Headcanons-Drabble

Ok so funny story, I was planning on posting a fic actually but my dumbass wrote it on tumblr and didnt save itand my phone died and i lost 90% of my progress so heres a drabble/headcanons I have abt missions with Iso

Not proofread, tbh none of my posts are💀

On your first mission together which also happened to be Iso's very first so he was still lesrning the ropes, you'd be the one aside from a senior member on your team to help guide him.

You two are stationed together on one site and he keeps making comments and asking questions about a lot of things to the point where you wonder if this really was the feared 'Dead Lilac', it was difficult to imagine when he was acting like he's seeing the sky for the firsy time.

But then the first bullet whizzes past, and Iso does a complete 180. He's no longer talking or making remarks, instead, he emits a purple aura, his eyes glowing, filled with concentration and determination, ready to take on the enemy. It was kinda hot in your opinion.

You may have been an agent longer than him, but he definitely has more experience. Iso saved you from getting shot dozens of times, throwing himself infront of you and coming out of it unscathed because he had his shield up.

The mission is a success via team elimination, you secure the spike and everyone goes home. Iso, however, is blanked out and isn't paying attention to anything around him. It's as if he's a mindless machine. You decide to sit down with him on the V/LTR and offer him a snack, he instantly snaps out of it and takes the snack grstefully.

You aren't assigned on another mission together for a while, and during that time, you hear stories about how much of a monster he is on the field from the others. You bring that up to him to compliment, but he's bashful about it.

You note how he isn't bashful about his skills when the others compliment him, and you wonder why you keep catching him looking at you. Every time you do, you notice how the tips of his ears are a tinge bit red.

The day comes when you two are assigned together, and it just so happens you two are put on a site together again. While you're setting up, he comes up to you, sheepishly asking what the plan was because... he forgot to read the mission brief...

You wonder how tf he forgot to read the brief when it was one of the most important things and explain it to him anyway. Though, he looked like he wasn't really paying attention, he was just staring at you with a look you've never seen before.

The enemy rush in on the opposite site and you two rotate over, watching each other's 6 oclock. You lead through while Iso is behind you, following closely with his focus unmatched.

The spike is planted, you guys get the picks. The rest of the team is down, leaving it up to you and him. Iso gets most of them, there's only one enemy left.

Iso doesn't realize it, but someone is aiming for him. You see it, and you push him out of the way as you shoot the last guy. Unfortunately, they also shot a bullet which grazed your side, leaving a deep gash.

He's panicking, how the hell did he let this happen? He can see the blood seeping through your clothing and he almost forgets everything. You yell at him to defuse the spike which manages to snap him out of it as you apply pressure to the wound.

Once the spike is defused, Iso immediately runs back to you, the precision and focus he has as a master assassin is half way out the window as he's performing first aid on you. He's apologizing over and over again for not being careful, while at the same time scolding you for taking the bullet. HE'S the bulletproof one here, not you.

Iso calls for backup and updates HQ about the mission status before turning his attentioned back to you. He's still upset about your injury, and scolds you again.

You make up some sort of excuse, having realized the reason why you did what you did. Iso continues to get upset over it and is asking you why you would do that.

You got really annoyed by his scolding and you tell him to shut up before grabbing his collar and pulling him in for a kiss.

[genshinluvr]

Crash Landing in Teyvat

Pairings: Various Genshin men x Isekai'd!Reader, minor Lumine x Isekai'd!Reader

Summary: You're having the worst day ever. You failed your sociology exam, your laptop was ruined because your backpack was soaked due to the rain, your mother compared you to your cousin, and you lost a friend. Instead of working on your university assignments, you decided to take a nap instead. Only to wake up and find out that you've been Isekai'd into Genshin Impact.

Note: Tbh I have no idea how to feel about this fanfic since I typed it out during the first week of my university starting 🥲 There are multiple ways of how I've imagined the reader will be sucked into Genshin Impact, and this is one out of a few other scenarios I had in my mind. If you guys want another version of a somewhat similar concept, I can make that happen but Idk when I can make it 🤔 Also, yes, I got the title from a Kdrama called "Crash Landing on You." Anywho! I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: Readers' mother compares them to their cousin and siblings (mainly cousin), mentions of friendship drama, small mentions of death, Xiao points his polearm blade at the unconscious reader

Word Count: 9.1k

Want to read another version of how the reader gets Isekai'd into Genshin Impact? Read Drawn to You!

This was the worst day ever. You failed your sociology exam, you completely forgot to bring your jacket during the rainiest season of the year, and your backpack is soaked from the rain, thus destroying the laptop that you bought mainly for your school work. You tossed your wet bag onto the wooden floor of your bedroom before storming to the bathroom to change out of your damp clothes.

“This is the shittiest day of my life.” You grumbled, yanking your shirt, pants, and undergarments off your body before tossing them into the laundry basket. “Can’t I catch a break?” You grumbled, turning on the faucet of the shower before getting into the shower to shampoo, condition, and scrub down your entire body.

After washing your entire body, shampooing, and conditioning your hair, you sit under the running water, hugging your knees to your chest with your head resting on your knees. Even though you were done with everything in the shower, you couldn’t find the energy in you to turn off the shower, dry your body, and get dressed into clean clothes. All you could think of was how shitty your day had been; it started badly and ended terribly. After what felt like an hour of sitting under the pouring water, you were able to turn the shower faucet off, dry your damp hair and body with a fuzzy towel, and get dressed into clean undergarments and pajamas.

“I’m not in the mood to dry my hair.” You grumbled, tossing your towel onto the drying rack before brushing down your dripping wet hair and squeezing the water from the ends of your hair. You opened your bathroom door and walked over to your computer, turning it on before collapsing onto the rolling chair. Even though you have a ton of assignments to complete for your courses, you don’t have the energy or motivation to finish them and turn them in ahead of time like you used to. Besides, they’re all due next week; it’s only a Monday. You turned to your computer and typed in your passcode, waiting for the computer to load up everything on the monitor.

Your phone vibrates on your desk; you slowly lean forward to reach for your phone. Your hand slips, causing your phone to wobble and fall onto the wooden floor of your bedroom. You groaned and leaned over to grab your phone from the floor, mentally cursing at yourself for letting your phone fall to the ground.

“What a fucking pain.” You muttered, turning your phone on to scroll through your notifications. You saw that you received a text message from one of your closest friends, Rachel. You press your thumb on the censors and wait for your phone to unlock. You clicked on the KakaoTalk notification and rubbed your eyes tiredly. While waiting for the messages to load, you launched Genshin Impact on your computer. You looked down at the messages between you and Rachel on your phone.

Rachel Elle: “Hey, girlie! Do you want to co-op in Genshin later? We haven’t co-oped with each other in months, and I really miss co-oping with you :(.”

[Y/N] [L/N]: “Yeah, of course! I don’t know when though; I had a bad day at school and really need to cool down from what has happened. I’ll let you know when I’m available for co-op, if that’s okay with you?” 

Seen.

“Of course, I’m left on seen. Not surprised there.” You sighed and tossed your phone onto your bed before logging into the game, putting on your headphones, and beginning to do your daily commissions in Liyue, Inazuma, and Mondstadt. You have known Rachel for less than five years, and you’re grateful that she’s your friend! But ever since you and Rachel had a small fight, things have been different between the two of you. At least, to you, it felt different. You love her like a sister, and she’s a decent friend! But lately, the two of you have been drifting apart, and you think it's for the best because, well, how do you keep a friendship when there’s a constant fight over controversial topics or when one person would make very uncomfortable comments out of the blue? Not only that, but your parents didn’t seem to like her at all; in fact, they wanted you to stop being friends with her after she and your siblings got into a massive argument at the beach a few months back. That argument almost resulted in her and your siblings getting arrested by the police for public disturbances.

After completing your daily commissions in Genshin and collecting the awards, you just sat there and stared at your screen. Your bedroom door suddenly flies open, startling you. You rolled around in your chair, only to see your mother standing there with both of her hands propped up on her hips, glaring at you. Oh no, what is she going to chew you out for now?

“Why are you playing that damn game? Don’t you have homework to do?!” She asks, walking further into your bedroom. 

“Mom, am I not allowed to take a break from school work? I had a bad day at school, and I need a break from schoolwork.” You said, propping your head up on your desk. “Playing Genshin Impact is one of my ways of taking my mind off of things and releasing my stress.” You added, looking back at your computer monitor.

“If you continue to play this Genshin game of yours, you’ll fall behind in school!” Said your mom. Her face pinches up with anger and frustration before letting out a sharp ‘tsk.’ “Have you seen your cousin Huong? She is top of her class at a prestigious university, and she’s an artist that makes hundreds and thousands of dollars from the people that commissions her! Why can’t you be like your cousin, huh!?” Your mom slams her hand on your nightstand. 

“Maybe it’s because I don’t want to be like her!” You cross your arms over your chest. “I’m glad that she’s doing well, and I’m proud of her! The last thing I need right now is for you to compare me to my cousin after I had the worst day ever after my laptop was destroyed because of the heavy rainfall and I failed my sociology exam.” You sighed, rubbing your temples with an irritated sigh.

Your mom leans against your bedroom wall, giving you a look of disapproval while shaking her head. “I raised you to be intelligent and successful, and yet you’re letting your own mother down.” She scoffs. “You probably failed your sociology exam because all you can think about is that damn game you always play and waste your money on and those fictional men on your bedroom wall!” She points at the Genshin and anime prints on your wall.

“Mom, my focus in school has nothing to do with Genshin or anime. I play Genshin because it’s fun, and I enjoy the game! I watch anime because they’re entertaining. Is it bad for me to have a hobby? Plus, Huong likes anime too. Why is it bad whenever I like anime?” You ask, frowning at your mom, who stares at you silently.

You continued to let your mom belittle you and compare you to your cousin for the next thirty minutes while you stared at the paused Genshin screen blankly. If only there were a way for you to escape your world and enter another universe where you’re not suffering and being compared to your other cousins and siblings. As much as you want that to come true, you know it will never happen and that it only happens in fictional stories and shows. 

Once your mom had finally stopped comparing you to your cousin (and siblings right after she was done going on and on about your cousin’s achievement), she eventually left you alone. You stared at your computer screen and reluctantly closed out of the game. As much as you wanted to continue with the game, your mother comparing you to your cousin and siblings left a bad taste in your mouth. Plus, your mother comparing you to your cousin and siblings also dampened your mood even more and made you feel even worse about yourself than you already have. You stared at CANVAS on your monitor, slowly going over to the “grades” section of the website to get a good look at your grades in the courses you’re taking. You hovered your mouse over the “grades” tab of the website but didn’t click on it. As much as you wanted to look at what your grades were in your university, you didn’t dare to click on them. So, you got stood up and walked over to your bed. You collapsed on your bed and closed your eyes; maybe if you were to die in your sleep, you would finally feel at peace and not have to worry about being constantly compared to your cousin and siblings and your responsibilities when it came to your university.

You grabbed your phone from beneath you and unlocked your phone to check your social media, only to see that Rachel had removed you from everything. From Twitter to Instagram to KakaoTalk to Genshin. You let out a weak sigh and ran your fingers through your hair. Well, at least you didn’t have to deal with the uncomfortable conversations with her ever again—especially the ones where you’re always somehow the bad guy in these heated discourses you would have with her every few months. 

“She really removed me from everything all because I told her I didn’t know when is a good time to co-op in Genshin.” You muttered, getting up from your bed and plugging your phone into the charging chord. “If that’s what she wants, then it’s her choice. What else can I do about it?” You shrugged your shoulders, getting into your bed before turning the lights off. Even though you have assignments to complete for your classes at your university, taking a nap before starting your studies is the way to go.

At the border between Liyue and Mondstadt, Lumine and Aether walk next to one another, stopping in their tracks when they see a large crowd of men conversing with one another. Lumine, Aether, and Paimon looked at each other in confusion before slowly approaching where they stood.

“Hey, you…. Twenty-three! What’s going on, and why are all of you gathered at the border between Liyue and Mondstadt?” Aether asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah! It’s strange to see all of you from different regions gathered at the border of Liyue and Mondstadt.” Paimon exclaims, looking at the men curiously.

Diluc sighs and crosses his arms over his chest, “We’re all here gathered to speak about the relations between the regions.” Diluc says.

Lumine makes a face, “All of you are from different regions, talking about diplomatic relations between the five different regions at the border of Liyue and Mondstadt? Isn’t there a location that is appropriate for conversations like this?” 

“Wait, if all of you are talking about diplomatic relations between the regions, why are the others here?” Paimon asks, pointing over to the other men who have no political affiliations or background.

Aether points over at Dainsleif with his thumb, “Not only that, but it's between the five existing nations. Dainsleif isn’t from any of these regions, and neither are we.” 

Dainsleif crosses his arms over his torso, “I was dragged into this mess. Although, I have a strange feeling that something is going to happen.” Dainsleif mutters, his eyebrows furrowing.

“And what will that be?” Heizou asks, quirking up an eyebrow at the blond man.

Dainsleif mutters, “That, I’m not sure of.” Stroking his chin with his thumb and index finger.

“Oh, come on, Dain bro! You can’t just say something so cryptic and not give us the answers!” Itto exclaims, plopping down on the small chair behind him, almost toppling over. 

Lumine and Aether looked over at one another, giving each other questioning gazes. As if they were communicating telepathically, Aether shrugs when Lumine mouths a question to Aether over what Dainsleif has said.

Venti scratches his head, “Does today feel weird to anyone?” Venti asks, giving questioning looks to those around him.

“The only thing that I find strange about today is there are over twenty of us gathered at the border of Liyue and Mondstadt,” Baizhu says, pushing his glasses up on the bridge of his nose while Changsheng nods her head in agreement.

Thoma looked at the scenery around him before he noticed something strange in the sky. Thoma shields his eyes from the sun and gazes up at the cloud that is now forming a funnel in the sky. Thoma nudges Ayato next to him and points at the sky, “Does that cloud look weird to you?” Thoma asks, not taking his eyes away from the strange cloud.

Ayato looks up in the sky and squints at the cloud, almost dropping his drink when he sees something plunge from the cloud. Whatever it was, it was falling into Teyvat at a rapid speed. Ayato feels his breath gets caught in his throat, feeling a painful squeeze in his chest. Ayato squeezes his eyes shut before slowly opening them. Not taking his eyes away from the speckle in the sky, Ayato points to the sky before asking, “What is that falling from the sky?” Ayato’s question grabbed the other’s attention before turning to look over at where Ayato was pointing.

Gorou moves in front of the crowd to try to get a closer look at what is going on in the sky, “I can’t tell what it is, but perhaps it's debris?” 

“Debris from what? There’s nothing in the sky other than Celestia and the Jade Chamber.” Childe commented, pushing his way through the crowd of men around him.

Kaeya hums softly, “What if it's a Celestial god that’s plummeting to Teyvat?” Not taking his eyes (eye?) off of the little dot in the sky.

Scaramouche smirks, “Good! Those annoying Celestial gods deserve to plummet to their deaths.” Scaramouche says. Venti and Zhongli gave each other a look before nodding their heads in agreement with what Scaramouche had said.

“Do archons often plummet from the sky? The object falling from the sky doesn’t look like an archon.” Kazuha mutters.

“I think we should watch and see what happens. Who knows! The little speckle in the sky can be either an object or a rejected Celestial archon.” Tighnari props both of his hands on his hips; his ears twitch with anticipation.

Zhongli hums, eyes narrowing the closer the speckle was close to meeting the ground. “That is not an object or Celestial archon.” He says under his breath.

“That’s a person!” Paimon screeches, eyes widening in fear as her eyes follow the falling person. “They’re going to die if they hit the ground!” Paimon exclaims.

Albedo’s eyes were glued to the speckle that was now getting closer and closer to the ground. “They probably died the minute they entered the atmosphere. After all, plummeting into Teyvat at such velocity can kill any living thing the minute it enters Teyvat’s troposphere.” 

“Is no one going to catch them!? Are we all going to witness someone plunge into Teyvat and die on impact?!” Paimon screeches, pulling at her white hair from stress and anxiety.

“I’ll catch them!” Lumine says without hesitation, sprinting towards the area where the speckle of person was plummeting to.

Aether’s eyes widen, “What! No, I’m going to catch them!” Aether exclaims, running after his sister, with Paimon following behind.

Lumine pops a nearby anemo slime, using the wind current to lift herself in the air, holding her arms out while trying to catch the person crashing into Teyvat. “Come on, come on!” Lumine mutters, her eyebrows furrowing with concentration. The closer the person got, the more Lumine anticipated the impact when she caught the possibly unconscious person. Lumine braces for impact and catches the unconscious person in her arms before slowly descending onto the ground.

“Where in the world did they come from!? They’re far from Celestia and the Jade Chamber!” Paimon exclaims, hovering above Lumine.

“Lumine, give them to me!” Aether says, attempting to grab the person from Lumine’s grasp, only for Lumine to dodge out of his hands with a huff of breath.

“I don’t know, Aether. They fell into my arms first; I’m pretty sure they want me more than you.” She jokes, a small smirk appearing on Lumine’s face when Aether scrunches his face up at her response.

Al Haitham tilts his head while looking down at you from head to toe, “Hm, they don’t look like they’re from this world.” 

“Another outlander, perhaps?” Cyno mutters, stroking his chin.

Xiao’s polearm materializes in his hand, “Stand back. They can be dangerous.” Xiao stated, pointing the tip of his polearm at your unconscious body.

“Don’t touch them! They don’t seem dangerous at all!” Lumine hisses, smacking Xiao’s polearm away from the both of you. “We need to get them medical attention! For all we know, they could have been injured while falling in the air.” Lumine says, cradling you in her arms.

Pantalone laughs, “Wow, someone’s protective over a strange being.” 

Lumine glares over at Pantalone before walking off with you in her arms, grumbling under her breath about how infuriating the others were. How dare they immediately assume that you were a threat just because you weren’t from Teyvat and because of how you were dressed? 

“Looks like you hit a nerve there. After all, the twins and their little floating pet are also strange beings that aren’t from Teyvat.” Dottore chuckles, shaking his head.

“Floating pet!?!” Paimon screeches, glaring at Dottore while stomping her feet in the air angrily. “Paimon is not a floating pet!” Paimon exclaims, crossing her arms over her chest angrily. 

Aether gives Paimon a look before gesturing for her to follow after him. Paimon nods her head, and both Aether and Lumine chase after Lumine, “Where are you going?” Aether asks, placing his hand on his sister’s shoulders.

Lumine turns to Aether, releasing a frustrated sigh. Lumine tightens her grip around your body, “I’m taking them somewhere safe and away from the people that see them as a threat. They’re harmless.” Lumine mutters, looking down at your unconscious face.

Baizhu walks up to Lumine, “You can drop them off at Bubu Pharmacy. While they may not have bodily injuries, it’s best to get them checked up.” Baizhu suggested.

“Fine, but I won’t be leaving them alone at Bubu Pharmacy. I don’t trust any of you to be alone with them.” Lumine sighs; she narrows her eyes at the approaching men before walking to the nearest waypoint.

You have been unconscious for a few hours; it made everyone nervous whether you were actually okay or not. Lumine lingered by your side the most, glaring at any man that looked in your direction. While the majority of the men were curious about you and wanted to check to see if you were breathing, Lumine would point her blade at them with a heated glare, just like how Xiao pointed the tip of his polearm at your unconscious body.

Kaeya shakes his head with a chuckle, “Lumine is quite protective of this strange outlander.” He glances over at where Lumine stands; her back is facing your direction while she has her arms over her chest, her sword resting at her side.

Diluc hums, narrowing his eyes as he analyzes your unconscious face. “This may be a strange question, but do you, perhaps, feel a strange connection to this outlander?” Diluc looks over at Kaeya from the corner of his eyes while stroking his chin. Kaeya cocks his eyebrow at Diluc’s question, mulling over Diluc’s inquiry, nibbling on the inside of his cheeks before looking over at where you lay. Now that Kaeya thinks about it, there is a sense of familiarity when he first saw you out cold in Lumine’s arms after she had caught you mid-air. It was like there was some kind of connection, but Kaeya wasn’t too sure if what he felt was similar to what the others had felt if they did feel some type of connection to you.

The other men slowly walk over to where Diluc and Kaeya stand; Diluc’s question not only sparked their curiosity but also made them come to a realization that when you fell from the clouds, there was a strange yet painful squeeze in their chests.

“Connection? A connection like we’re linked to them?” Albedo asks. Diluc nods his head slowly, unsure of what else to say.

Scaramouche rolls his eyes, “I think the better way to describe it would be a puppet and a puppeteer. That’s what it feels like.” 

Itto huffs, “That’s a strange way to put it. I’ve never had anyone control me or my actions before! It's all me, baby.” 

Childe laughs, “Yeah, we can tell.” 

“Can’t you guys talk quietly?! You guys are being too loud! You’re going to wake them up!” Lumine hisses through her teeth, glaring at the men in front of her. Lumine turns towards you and notices a stray tear making its way down your cheeks. Lumine reaches her hand out and wipes the tear away from your face, frowning. 

Tighnari peeks from behind Lumine, “Are they crying in their sleep?” Tighnari was going to lean over you to check to see if you’re okay, but Lumine blocks him from getting to you. 

“Lumine, you need to relax. No one is going to hurt them or put their hands on this strange outlander. Why are you so protective over them?” Thoma asks, looking at the blonde girl curiously. 

Lumine doesn’t respond. Instead, she sat down beside you and brushed your hair away from your face with a faint frown on her face. Lumine stares at you for a moment, her eyes scanning every little detail on your face. You looked at peace, but at the same time, you looked like you’d been through a lot of emotional pain in your life. Right when she was about to brush her thumb over the apples of your cheeks, your eyes began to flutter, causing Lumine to pull her hand away from your face.

Your eyes slowly opened, and your vision was blurry and unfocused. You lift your hand up and rub your eyes before looking around in confusion. Once your vision clears up and you are able to focus on your surroundings, you make eye contact with Lumine before looking around you. Your eyes widen when you see nothing but familiar faces all around you, staring down at you with anticipation and interest.

“Am I dead?” You whisper to yourself, slowly sitting up on the bed. “Wait, this is a dream; it has to be a dream! A very vivid one.” You said, rubbing your temples when your head began to throb. The men and Lumine looked at you worriedly; you threw your legs over the bed and slowly stood up. Lumine quickly came to your aid, shooting a glare at any man that tried to get close to you and help. The men shrunk back and kept their distance between you and Lumine while Aether was inching towards you and Lumine.

“Be careful, and you’re going to overwhelm and stress yourself out,” Lumine says softly, wrapping her arms around you. “You should sit down. I’ll have someone grab you a glass of water to drink.” Said Lumine; her head snapped in Aether’s direction before she motioned for Aether to grab you a drink while helping you sit down on the bed. Aether makes a face at Lumine before complying.

“To answer your question, no, you’re not dead, and no, this isn’t a dream,” Cyno speaks up. “I understand that I’m quite dreamy, but you’re not dreaming at all.” He gives you a charming smile.

Venti struts over to you, “So! Care to explain why you were falling out of the sky?” Venti asks, gazing at you with interest. “You don’t look like an archon! Nor do you dress like one.” He hums softly, looking at you from head to toe.

You look at Venti in horror, “I was falling from the sky?!” You screeched, squeezing Lumine’s hand. She gives you a reassuring rub on the back while nodding her head at your question.

“You were, but Lumine was able to catch you before your body could meet the ground,” Heizou says, stepping forward with a small smile on his face. “I know we just met, but I feel a strong connection between you and me.” He props his hands on his waist.

“Oh, so you feel it too?” Kazuha speaks up, pushing himself off the wall and standing next to Heizou. Heizou nods his head. “Interesting, so it seems like we all feel some sort of connection to this strange outlander,” Kazuha murmurs, stroking his chin while gazing at you with fascination.

You did a double take, “Strange outlander?! Listen, I may not be from your universe, but isn’t it rude to call someone a strange outlander?” 

“Well, you have yet to tell us your name,” Zhongli speaks up, a faint smile appearing on his face. “Please tell us your name, and perhaps it’ll get the others to stop calling you a strange outlander,” Zhongli added. 

You let out a soft sigh, nodding your head in agreement. “You’re not wrong there.” You release Lumine’s hand and straighten your clothes— which you’ve noticed are the pajamas you changed into after your shower. “My name’s [Y/N] [L/N], I am obviously not from your world, but it seems like I don’t need to give much explanation on where I’m from, mainly because I’m not the best when it comes to explanations.” You said, scratching the back of your neck with a sheepish smile on your face.

“Well, if you’re comfortable, do you think you’ll be able to tell us where you’re from?” Albedo asks, looking at you curiously. 

You slowly nod your head, “Yes, I can do that! But if it’s anything regarding medicine or technology from my world, I’m going to struggle to explain them.” You muttered. Everyone around you went silent and stared at you curiously; you stared back at all of them before it hit out. “Oh! Do all of you want me to tell you where I’m from right now?” You ask, eyes widening. 

“Indeed, after all, you did fall from the sky out of the blue.” Dainsleif nods his head, squinting his eyes at you skeptically.

You rubbed your temples, “Man, this is going to be complicated for me to explain and for all of you to grasp.” You muttered to yourself, trying to come up with an easy way to explain where you were originally from. “Where I’m originally from, all of you are fictional characters from a widely popular video game.” You stated, looking at everyone’s faces to see their reaction. This was as simple as you can make it because it’s true. In your world, they’re fictional characters from a popular open-world video game that you like you splurge your money on, read fanfictions of, and make fanfictions for these characters. Of course, there’s no way in hell you’ll be exposing the last two parts for everyone to know.

Xiao makes a face at you, “Are you telling the truth, or are you lying to the rest of us?” Xiao asks, crossing his arms over his chest while giving you a slight glare.

“Of course, I’m telling the truth. Two people in the room are archons; one person is cursed with immortality and is from Khaenri’ah, and Aether and Lumine are outlanders who were separated because of the abyss order and have reunited many times. Still, the other twin would much rather be with the abyss than their own sibling.” You said, looking over at Aether and Lumine.

“These things are kind of basic knowledge, though! Give us something that none of us has told one another!” Itto exclaims.

“You’re an oni, which is obvious, and you’re allergic to beans?” You said with a questioning tone, tilting your head to the side. “I don’t know if that counts, but I don’t think Zhongli over there knows that Itto is allergic to beans since both of them are from different regions of Teyvat.” You scratched your chin.

“I believe that also counts as basic knowledge,” Ayato commented. You groaned and flopped back on the bed, hitting the top of your head against the wall in doing so. You hissed and clutched the top of your head. Lumine was quick to hover above you and gently massaged the top of your head while asking if you were okay while helping you sit up on the bed at Bubu Pharmacy.

Gorou raises his hand, “Since we’re video game characters, do you have any favorite characters?” Gorou asks, tilting his head to the side. “I’m curious, that’s all.” Gorou laughs shyly, his cheeks turning bright red.

You stared at the men before tossing your arms around Lumine’s neck, holding onto her. “Lumine.” You said, patting the top of her head. 

“Oh! Lumine is your favorite character? Is there anyone else that’s your favorite character? Perhaps her blond twin?” Aether asks, sliding into the room with a glass cup of water in his hands.

“I do, but I don’t want to offend anyone.” You joked, pulling away from Lumine. 

Paimon leans in close to your ears, “You already offended one person by choosing their sister over them.” Paimon whispers, looking over at Aether from the corner of her eyes.

“Wait, since I’m in Teyvat, can I do something? I want to test something out because I’m curious about it!” You said, tapping your thighs excitedly.

Al Haitham cocks an eyebrow at you, “Well, that depends on what it is.” Al Haitham says; he crosses his arms over his chest before looking over at the others. “As long as it's not putting anyone in danger, then I don’t see why not.” Al Haitham added.

“Oh, well, uh….” You trailed off, pressing your lips together while contemplating what else to say. “How about this! All of you stand at a far distance, and I test out my hypothesis! Think of this as an experiment to see if the things in your world will affect me as well or not!” You chimed.

“As much as I love a good experiment, if it's about risking your safety, then I’m not so sure about that,” Tighnari commented, his ears twitching with worry. It’s not like you wanted to put yourself in harm's way because of your curiosity; you wanted to test something out to see whether it would affect you or not. And yes, that also meant that you do have to put yourself in front of something dangerous, but it’s for science and your curiosity!

Childe chuckles, “Oh, come on, you guys! [Y/N]’s curious! We should let them test out their curiosity, and we’ll see from there on!” Childe says, patting Zhongli and Pierro’s back.

“Fine, but if they end up getting injured or killed, I’m going after your head, Harbinger.” Diluc glares at Childe.

Childe lets out a mocking laugh, “Oh, ho, ho! Is that a promise or a threat, Mister Darknight Hero?” He crosses his arms over his chest, a smirk appearing on his face as he gazes at the redhead, raising his eyebrows at Diluc.

“Let’s not fight right now. After all, [Y/N] does want to try something out! We shouldn’t be keeping them waiting any longer.” Thoma says, getting in between Diluc and Childe, pushing the two far from each other.

“What do you have in mind?” Scaramouche asks, looking at you with skepticism.

You gave Scaramouche a big smile before instructing them all to go to the nearest teleport waypoint outside of Bubu Pharmacy. Everyone almost reluctantly followed after you, Lumine, and Aether (you were pulling the twins by their hands with excitement). What they expected was, perhaps, Dragonspine or maybe the Chasm. What they didn’t expect was for you to teleport everyone to Tsurumi Island, an island that is covered in fog.

“Why are we on Tsurumi Island, and what do you have planned?” Ayato asks, looking around the foggy island that soon cleared up after everyone walked through the gate. 

“I will be petting one of those rifthounds over there!” You point at the Thundercraven rifthound and Rockfond rifthound from a distance. “I’m curious to see if they are able to, I guess, kill me if it were to land a hit on me.” You said.

Xiao crosses his arms over his chest, “You’re insane.” He huffs, narrowing his eyes at you. You frowned at Xiao and mumbled under your breath about how he was nothing but rude to you the minute you’d arrived at Teyvat. Hearing your minor complaints, Lumine looks over at Xiao and gives him a death glare before pulling you into her arms to comfort you.

Pierro sighs, “Even if you are from another universe, you’re in ours now, and what can harm us can harm you as well. You’re not invincible to any of the dangers in Teyvat due to you being from another world. You’re in our world now; therefore, these things can harm you.” Pierro says.

Kaeya nods his head, “He’s right, and even if you want to test it out, you need to proceed with caution.” Kaeya stated.

“I just want to test out one thing, and then we can go back wherever in Teyvat that’s safe!” You said, shrugging your shoulders. “Ah, speaking of going somewhere, I just realized that I don’t have a place to stay, nor do I have mora to be able to rent out a place to stay temporarily.” You scratched the back of your head.

Diluc sighs softly, “You can stay at the Dawn Winery; I’ll have Adeline prepare the guest bedroom for you.” Diluc says, giving you a small smile. You feel your heart skip a beat from seeing the cute smile on Diluc’s face. 

You quickly looked away from the man and cleared your throat, feeling your face becoming hot under his gaze, “Thank you, Diluc! I really appreciate it.” You said shyly.

Ayato leans toward Baizhu before asking, “Are they really going to follow through with their experiment? Not only will it put them in danger, but it’ll put everyone around them in danger as well.” Ayato sighs, running his hands through his soft light-blue hair. Baizhu looks over at Ayato and then over at your direction before shrugging his shoulders in response. While Baizhu has never stepped foot onto Tsurumi Island, nor is he familiar with the creatures roaming the island itself, Baizhu made sure to be prepared for any situation by bringing a first aid kit.

Baizhu hums, “I’m not entirely sure whether [Y/N] is actually going to get near those rifthounds or not; I brought a first-aid kit along with me in case anything does wrong.” Baizhu replies to Ayato, holding up the small medical kit in his hands.

“Are you going to follow through with this little experiment of yours?” Tighnari asks, leaning up against the statue of the seven, tilting his head to the side; his ears twitch slightly at the littlest sound from a distance.

You sighed in defeat, “As much as I would love to proceed with my experiment, I believe that Pierro is correct. While I may assume that the rifthounds won’t harm me because I’m from another universe. After all, even if I’m not in your universe, it will still affect me. I’m not invincible to any dangers that Teyvat throws at me because I’m now in your world, not mine.” You said. The men around you let out a collective sigh of relief after hearing your final decision. Not only were they worried about potentially being responsible for your safety, but they also didn’t want you to get hurt, even though they met you not too long ago. 

“Oh my gosh.” You whispered, covering your face with your hands in embarrassment.

Cyno looks at you quizzically, “What’s wrong?” 

You slowly uncovered your face, “I just realized that I’m still in my pajamas, and I probably look like a crazy person.” You answered, looking down at your current attire. Not only were you in your pajamas, but you were also wearing just socks and no shoes.

Thoma laughs, “Well, since we’re not going to have you test out your experiment, we should take you to go shopping for new clothes and shoes! We can’t have you roaming around Teyvat in pajamas and socks.” He says.

“Wait, am I going to be dressed like an NPC?” You cocked an eyebrow at the blond man in front of you. “While the clothes are nice in Teyvat, I don’t want to look like an NPC, nor do I want to match with other people in Teyvat, especially when I’m not part of their culture.” You said, propping your hands on your hips.

“Uh, what’s an NPC?” Itto asks; he crosses his arms over his bare chest, gazing down at you strangely.

“A non-player character, you know, like those background characters.” You said. “In your world, they all dress almost the same as one another. From the design to the color schemes and to the accessories! People here have the same design for almost every region, minus the cultural background and the color palette.” You said.

“What I’m hearing is you want us to make you something unique and original,” Heizou says slowly, stroking his chin.

“Not necessarily! I’ll figure something out, but for now, I guess NPC clothing is fine until I’m able to find some clothing that goes with my style. It’s better than roaming around Teyvat in pajamas and socks.” You said, pointing down at your attire. “Wow, I did not think this entire thing through.” You muttered to yourself, eyebrows pinching together.

Albedo chuckles, “Of course, you wouldn’t be able to plan this entire thing out. After all, you didn’t expect to be sucked into another universe out of the blue.” 

You let out a defeated sigh, “I know, but still. I feel like a burden because now I have twenty-five people watching over me to make sure that I don’t get into any trouble or accidentally get myself killed or injured.” You said before bowing to them all. “I apologize for making a sudden appearance in your world. It wasn’t my intention to appear out of the blue and almost wreak havoc on Teyvat.” You said.

Al Haitham sighs, “There’s no need to apologize for anything, [Y/N]. You had no control over this situation. There is no need to blame yourself or apologize for anything.” He pats your head lightly; a small endearing smile appears on his handsome face. You stared at Al Haitham with wide eyes, heat rushing to your face just by looking at Al Haitham and his beautiful smile. Al Haitham looked at you quizzically when you continued to stare at him with a flustered gaze. Al Haitham was about to open his mouth to ask you what you were staring at when you suddenly looked away from the Sumerian man.

“Fuck, I forgot about how handsome these men are.” You muttered to yourself; despite saying it to yourself, the others heard what you had uttered. 

Venti leans in close to hear what you said, “Care to repeat that? We didn’t catch what you’ve said.” Venti gives you a teasing smile, his aqua green eyes sparkling with humor. You lightly pushed his face away from yours, feeling your face growing even hotter from the lack of space between you and the anemo archon.

You scoffed softly, “I said that we should leave Tsurumi Island as soon as possible if we don’t want the rifthounds to spot us from a distance.” You said, crossing your arms over your chest with a small huff. 

Before one of the men could respond, everyone heard a growl from a distance. You slowly turned your head and locked gazes with one of the rifthounds. It growls and begins to make its way towards where you, Lumine, and the men stand. Without a second thought, Lumine grabs you and tosses you over her shoulders before sprinting to the closest waypoint. The men soon followed after you and Lumine. After successfully leaving Tsurumi Island without getting attacked by any of the rifthounds, everyone crashed onto chairs in the Liuli Pavilion in Liyue.

“We are never going back to that island, you hear me? I don’t care if you want to see whether you’re immune to the dangers in Teyvat. We will never go back to that island.” Dainsleif says, towering over you with a tiny glare on his face.

You stared up at Dainsleif, not saying anything. You knew that Dainsleif is a beautiful man; his gorgeous blond hair, beautiful blue eyes, his tall physique towering over you. Damn, this man is not only tall and handsome, but his beauty is breathless. You were brought out of your thoughts when Gorou waved his hands in front of your face, sitting beside you while gazing at you curiously.

You cleared your throat and nodded your head, “Understandable, we will not be returning to Tsurumi Island ever again.” You said, rubbing the back of your neck before looking away from Dainsleif. The way he looks down at you while standing over you, his broad shoulders blocking the lights in the Liuli Pavilion. Sometimes you wonder what he would look like if he had you pinned to a bed, caging you against the bed with his arms, his hair falling over his face— you immediately slapped yourself in the face to stop the thoughts.

Gorou looks at you with wide eyes, “Why did you slap yourself in the face?” He gently clutched your face and rubbed the area where you’ve slapped yourself.

“I was trying to snap myself out of my thoughts, that’s all! No need to worry; I do it pretty often.” You lied, laughing awkwardly. 

Kazuha looks at you worriedly, “Your cheek is beginning to swell up.” He says softly, looking over at Baizhu, who was immediately by your side to inspect the small injury you’ve inflicted on yourself.

“The swelling will go down in a few hours; all they have to do is put ice on the swelling area,” Baizhu says, stepping away from you.

“And where do we get ice? Do we have to call a waiter to bring a bucket of ice for their injury?” Capitano asks gruffly, leaning in his seat with his leg crossed over the other.

Kaeya chuckles, “It seems like you all forget that I have a cryo vision.” Kaeya walked up to you and cupped your face in his hands. You closed your eyes in contentment and leaned into his touch when his warm hands gradually got colder. 

You sighed happily, “This feels nice.” You said, almost falling into his torso.

Scaramouche leans in his seat, taking a sip of his tea while staring at you intently. “What’s on your mind then?” He asks, placing his teacup down on the table. 

Your eyelids fly open after hearing his question, “Pardon?” You squeaked, peeking over at Scaramouche from Kaeya’s arm.

Xiao sighs, “He wants to know what you were thinking that made you slap yourself.” Xiao says, almost rolling his eyes. 

“It was nothing! As I said, it’s a way for me to snap out of my thoughts when I stare off into space!” You said, looking away from Xiao before complaining under your breath about Xiao being cold towards you.

“Well, if anything bothers you or concerns you, please let me and the others know,” Zhongli says, giving you a small smile. “We wouldn’t want your mind to be plagued with concerns.” He takes an elegant sip from his teacup. 

“Thank you, Zhongli! If I do have any worries, I will let you all know. I just don’t want to be a burden, that’s all.” You said, gently removing Kaeya’s hands from your face. “Thank you for soothing my swollen cheeks, Kaeya! I think it’ll be fine now.” You said.

Kaeya smiles at you, “It’s not a big deal, cutie! You can always come to me if you need anything to be iced.” He pats the top of your head before walking back to his seat next to Diluc. 

“Did you just—” Childe points his finger at Kaeya, his eyes narrowing at the cryo vision wielder. Kaeya cocks an eyebrow at Childe, the corner of his lips quirking up into a small smirk. Kaeya and Childe stare at one another for a brief second before breaking eye contact. Childe was about to get up from his seat when Zhongli grabbed him by the shoulder, making Childe sit back down in his chair with a frustrated huff of breath.

Ayato swirls his tea and takes a small sip from it, slowly looking up at you. “Why don’t you tell us more about yourself? We would like to get to know more about our guest from afar.” He says, giving you a small smile.

“Well, what do you want to know about me?” You ask.

Pierro leans back in his seat, watching you closely before answering, “Tell us the general information about yourself. We can learn more about you along the way, depending on however long you remain in Teyvat.” 

You nod your head, “My name’s [Y/N] [L/N], I’m a university student, and I have a bad spending habit.” You said, giving the men and Lumine an awkward thumbs up.

“You have a bad spending habit?” Pantalone asks, the corners of his lips tilting up with amusement.

“What do you mean by that exactly?” Aether asks, leaning forward in his seat.

You laughed nervously, “I tend to spend money on a lot of unnecessary things. I don’t think before I buy anything, nor do I check the price of an item I’m buying. If I see it and I like it, I’ll buy it if I have money on me.” You reply.

“Oh! So, you’re like Zhongli, pretty much.” Lumine chuckles, pointing her thumb over at the former archon.

You nod your head, “That is correct, but I never forget my wallet.” You said. “Wait, speaking of wallet, if I want clothes that are unique and fit my taste, that means I’ll need a lot of mora to be able to afford these kinds of services.” You scratched your head.

Diluc sighs, “No need to worry; I’ll pay for it.” 

Pantalone snorts, “Oh? Does the wine tycoon think he can afford to get [Y/N] custom-made clothing without breaking the bank? Please, let me handle this one. After all, you offered to let them stay at Dawn Winery. I’ll handle the rest.” He brushes his bangs from his face with a smile.

“How generous of you to offer to pay for [Y/N]. But you don’t have to pay for [Y/N]’s custom-tailored clothing because I’m a few steps ahead of you! Save your mora for something else, Pantalone. I will handle all of this.” Childe says, placing his chopsticks down on the cloth napkin before calling over a Fatui agent from the corner of the Liuli Pavilion.

Venti leans over to Zhongli, “Does he do this often, blockhead?” Venti whispers; Zhongli sighs into his drink after hearing the nickname that was given to him by Venti.

“Indeed he does.” Zhongli nods his head with a faint exhale.

Ayato chuckles, “How generous of you, Childe. I would also like to chip in; the tailors at the Kamisato Estate will be stopping by to get [Y/N]’s measurements for their custom clothing. I hope you don’t mind.” Ayato says nonchalantly, gazing up at Childe from his teacup. 

Childe’s eyes twitch before he gives Ayato a fake smile, “Of course not, Lord Ayato!” He chokes, clearing his throat before stabbing his dumpling with his chopsticks.

“Oh! You wouldn’t mind the tailors at the Kamisato Estate getting [Y/N]’s measurements and making them custom clothing, but you don’t want me to get involved?” Pantalone asks, leaning in his seat, taking a sip from his cup while giving Childe a skeptical look. Childe gives Pantalone a fake laugh before taking a bite out of the dumplings without giving Pantalone an answer.

After eating at Liuli Pavilion, you and the others end up at Dawn Winery. You leaned against the wooden railing of the winery and stared off into space. You couldn’t tell if this was a very vivid dream or if you actually ended up in the game that you splurged your money on. You really wanted to believe that it was real, but for some reason, you couldn’t get yourself to believe it.

“Something on your mind?” A voice interrupts you from your thoughts. You turned your head to see Xiao leaning against the wooden pillar inside of Dawn Winery, gazing at you curiously.

You smiled at him weakly and nodded your head, “Yeah, there’s a lot on my mind, actually.” You said.

“Do you want to talk about it?” Xiao asks; you look over at him in surprise. “It’s up to you if you want to talk about it. I’m not pressuring you to speak about what’s on your mind.” He quickly added, standing next to you.

“I’m having a hard time accepting that I’m actually in your universe. It doesn’t feel real to me at all; it feels like a dream.” You said you looked down at your necklace and began to mess with it. “Not only that, but I’m also feeling down because of the things I’ve dealt with hours prior to being in your universe.” You added, your shoulders slumped, and you closed your eyes. Should you continue talking about what happened hours prior to you being isekai’d into Genshin Impact? You went silent and shook your head, not knowing whether you should continue talking or just stop. Plus, Xiao only knew you for a few hours; it’s not like you can suddenly vent to him when he barely knows you.

Xiao raised his hand and hesitated for a moment. Xiao swallows the lump in his throat before placing an awkward yet comforting hand on your shoulders, gently rubbing your back while not making eye contact with you. Xiao could feel the heat rushing to his cheeks; he squeezed his eyes shut. 

“You don’t have to tell me what’s going on in your mind. When you feel comfortable with sharing, I’ll be here to listen to whatever you want to say.” Xiao slowly pulls his hand away from you, letting them fall to his side.

You chuckle, “Thank you, Xiao. I appreciate it! I’ll tell you and the others everything when I feel comfortable with it. It’s not an uncomfortable subject. I just don’t think it’s right for me to suddenly rant to you about something when we know each other for only a few hours.” You said.

“Oh, is there something you want to talk about?” Gorou asks, standing on your right side, grasping onto the wooden railing of the winery.

You shook your head, “For now, not really. I think I’ll talk about it whenever I’m ready; the wound is still fresh.” You said.

Gorou’s eyes widen, “You’re not injured, are you!?” He pulls away from the railing and turns you to face him, his eyes scanning you from head to toe.

You snorted, “Gorou, don’t worry! I’m not injured!” You pat his head while fighting the urge to pet his ears. “What I meant when I said that the wound is still fresh, the wound that I’m referring to are my emotions.” You said as you smiled at him sadly.

“O-Oh!” Gorou’s eyes widen in panic; he looks over at Xiao, who shrugs his shoulders in response. “Uh…. if you need a shoulder to cry on, I’m here for you,” Gorou says softly, his ears flattening on his head.

“Thank you, Gorou. I appreciate it.” You said, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. 

You pull Gorou into a hug, catching the general of the Watasumi army off guard. Gorou’s ears twitch, his cheeks turning bright pink before he slowly wraps his arms around you. You glanced down and stifled your giggle when you saw how fast Gorou’s tail was wagging. He’s so cute! You pulled away from the hug and gave Gorou and Xiao one last smile before walking down to the first floor of Dawn Winery; Xiao and Gorou watched you leave before looking over at each other.

“You like them, don’t you?” Xiao asks, narrowing his eyes at Gorou.

Gorou sputters, “What?! I mean, I enjoy their company! I wouldn’t mind getting to know them more.” He scratches his ears before looking away with a red face.

The corner of Xiao’s lips curves up, “Well, just so you know, you’re not the only person that enjoys their company. It seems like everyone else likes them as well.” Xiao stated, looking over the balcony.

There you stand in the middle of the first floor, sipping on your grape juice while talking to Lumine, unaware of the gazes the others had on you. You and Lumine were laughing and whispering to one another, completely unaware of the attention you were receiving from the twenty-four men under the same roof. Even if your appearance in Teyvat was sudden and unplanned, everyone around you couldn’t help but feel this deep connection with you. They want to be around you more and get to know you more. The sweet smile on your face was enough to drive them crazy.

Lumine looks over at the men before a devious smile appears on her face. Lumine turns to you, “Hey, do you want to go to Starsnatch Cliff with me?” Lumine asks, holding her hand out for you to take. 

You look at Lumine curiously before slowly nodding your head, “Sure! What are we going to do there?” You ask, putting your hand in hers.

She shoots a wink at you, “You’ll see when we get there!” Lumine gives the men a victorious smirk before pulling you out of Dawn Winery with an evil giggle.

“Hey! Where are you taking [Y/N]!?” Aether screams, running after you and Lumine. 

Thoma turns to Itto, “Did Lumine just steal our— [Y/N]!?” Thoma clears his throat, his cheeks ablaze from his slip up. 

“Yes! Let’s go after them, or else they’ll have some romantic getaway! It should be me and [Y/N] that’s having a romantic getaway instead!” Itto exclaims, darting out the door with the others in tow.

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Hi. Can I request something similar to the immortals outliving you? Could it be with the rest of the characters and us passing from other causes?

Their reactions to losing you

I wasnt sure if you wanted the immortals as well, so I added them in here as well!

This is all written in one go since tumblr doesnt let me save drafts for asks so I apologize for any spelling/grammar mistakes <\3 it's like 1am rn

CONTENT WARNINGS, idk what all needs a warning but I'd rather play it VERY safe:

M*rder

M*rder revenge, almost all of them touch on it tbh, love me the revenge trope

Snorts^

D3ath, obviously

Grief and the general hurt that comes with it

In EJs case he sees your death first hand

Does violently slamming yourself around count as SH /genq, because if so that's vagued in EJs part as well

Maskys handles a hit and run but its vague

Masky also hints to a smoking addiction

Nonspecific illness in hoodies part

Slenderman;

I remember that I mentioned this for Slendermans part, but I had an idea that he already accepted that fact that you wouldn't last forever

But I don't remember if I mentioned/vagued the idea of how he'd react to you're life being forcibly cut short

Accepting the fact you'll eventually pass away does nothing when he finds out someone else was responsible for your sudden end

All that comes out is a cold rage, something that the creature hasn't experienced in a long time

Writing this, it makes me remember that clip from the first episode of castlevania where dracula appears in the fire in episode one, after they kill his wife

But instead of carelessly showing himself to the world in a fit of rage, he fiercely protects everything that you touched; his forest, your home, your grave, ect

But despite the rage he doesnt immediately take down the person who caused this

Nonono, he does what he does best; he chips away at the person's mind through stalking and paranoia, essentially tormenting them for.. god knows how long until he gets bored

When he does decide hes through with them he'll make sure their... death... is drawn out

Basically don't meddle in the life of a forest monster; he may be a very... passionate.. lover

Splendorman;

Incredibly similar to the other version of this post where he naturally outlives you

But if you pass unnaturally, he'd be even more torn up about it

His time with you was already going to be short to begin with, but it was cut down even shorter

Doesnt matter the cause; murder, illness, accident, ect.. he'll be just as broken up

There's no real significant changes; he still mourns and honors you the same way for the most part

Laughing Jack;

It was an accident; one day you were there and the next, gone

He would stay in the house for a few days, not even knowing what was going on

At first he'd be worried and confused, before those feelings would deepen into something debilitating

He'd probably eventually find out through the news, after turning on the tv to pass the time and fill the silence

His worry immediately morphs into ice cold; he could feel his heart drop

He'd throw caution to the wind and try to track down whoever did he

He doesnt care if it was an accident, he wants justice and compensation

He follows a similar route as slenderman; the only thing is, is that jack lacks the patience to draw it out

After everything is said and done he's beside himself; avenging you didnt bring him back and it hardly made him feel better

He likely just. Goes back to what he was doing before he met you; drifting from house to house and causing havoc; but now he carries a melancholic aura

Eyeless Jack;

Another story of revenge, but with a twist so his part isnt too similar to LJ and slenders

So I'll be using the idea I should've given slenderman (but I'm too stubborn to rewrite his part)

Like Slenderman, Jack is seen as a cryptid and thus, there are naturally going to be people trying to hunt him down. Especially considering before he was a cursed monster he was a normal dude who got caught up in a whole... thing... and who's body was obviously never found as it still walks

Jack is.. semi used to that; but one day he completely catches him off guard, and what's worse is that you were there when it happened

It was a group, too, usually they come in two; but there were more that day. If it were less Jack could have easily put a stop to it all

It escalated

You had tried to step in to help him, to buy him some time so he could run; but it all went wrong

I don't like going into detail about this kind of thing, so this will be up to interpretation

The whole thing flings him into a rage and he makes quick work of the remaining hunters, but it's all too late

Even if he wasn't, how could he help? He cant just leave the woods and dump you at a hospital... but he doesnt have the supplies to help you then and there... and even if he did you were both much too far away from the cabin

It just leaves him helplessly trying to stop the bleeding

He hardly ever leaves the woods after that; not even to eat

He's resorted to.. rather violently subduing the monstrous side of him that craves flesh

There's broken furniture everywhere

He blames himself

He should have had you stay in the cabin

He should have told you to run

He should have told you to hide

He should've...

The worst thing is that he begins to believe that it was his fault; afterall he let you out of his sight when he began fighting. Even worse, and perhaps stupidly, he believed this wouldn't have happened if he never met you

Its

Rough

Masky;

He just sits there, quietly

Be it shock or something else he just sits there

But his mind is going a mile a minute to try to figure out what exactly happened to you

You were.. in a wreck, and the other person just. Fled.

As feral as I tend to write and interpret masky, he can be thorough when it comes to investigating

Though I'm torn in whether or not he'd actually be able to find the person; especially because I'm kinda. Dumb when it comes to crime stuff and I'm not about to do mental gymnastics on something I'm not confident in <\3

In terms of grief, he seems... lost...

I don't usually hc that Masky smokes; that's just a Tim thing

But I feel like the smoking would bleed into Masky and become a whole... issue.. whether or not Tim as his own person knows about you/was involved with you is up to interpretation; as I tend to write the proxies as a separate.. thing

Still trying to find the correct term

But yeah

Focusing back in on Masky, he's kinda just lost. Angry, definitely, but mostly just. Wandering through life

He doesn't want to forget you

Hoodie;

Similar to Masky he's quiet and lost

Similarly he would feel the urge to try to find out who took you away; but I feel we've had enough "S/o dies at the hands of someone else" for this post, so we'll do something else... and because I fear hoodies portion will be too similar to maskys

You got sick, to put it simply

It's.. odd..

He's well aware that you're deteriorating, and he's aware that time is running out

But he can't help but feel calm in your presence; its only when you're apart that he feels that dread, and its constant

Maybe it's the fact that when he's with you he can easily convince himself that, in that moment, you're alright

It hurts when it finally happens

Out of all the guys, he's probably the most normal(?) About the situation

He visits your grave, a lot of the time, leaves little gifts there

He doesn't talk much, but he probably talks to you

Likely keeps something on him to remember you, like a locket or something

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Update

Not feeling so hot and I'm not going to do anything impulsive at 8PM on a Friday evening but

here is a link to a sfs folder with ALL of my content that's currently only hosted on patreon.

I want to add individual sfs links to the tumblr posts but that's a lot and I'm now regretting never adding alt dl links this whole time... and sorry I don't think the downloads in the sfs folder are in order... it also might be some other things, like fixed meshes or stuff. tbh I just added everything I've made after April 3rd 2023 since that was the last time I uploaded anything to sfs.

I guess while I'm here... I was going to wait until after I finish up the last of my active requests (probably by Monday, I'm almost done) but I desperately need a break from CC. I sent a group message on the 17th to my $4 and $6 patrons encouraging them to cancel, but I know not everybody knows patreon even has dms so maybe you'll see this post and I'll reach out again in the coming days so nobody is wasting their money. I am so immensely burnt out and I need to not create for a while. This is completely my own fault, nobody made me work on CC for 8-10 hours 5 days a week for the last several months and I fully knew it wasn't sustainable ages ago but I kept doing it because it made me feel good, until it didn't. Quite honestly, even before I sent the group message the instant wave of relief I felt just having made the decision to take a break... that caught me off guard but just confirmed I need this. I do feel really awful about it because I feel like I'm letting people down but at the same time I don't want to hate creating which was already happening. That being said, I don't know how long the lull in CC is going to be, and if you're only following me strictly for CC I apologize. As said I am still finishing up one request I still had, I'm about 75% done with that as of this post. But that's gonna be it for a while.

There is a part of me that wants to stop using patreon completely and unpublish my creator page (which is what I'm not going to impulsively do tonight without properly thinking it through...since there are positives like how easy it is to download files and whatnot) but I'd again encourage not only those who joined the $4 and $6 tiers but also the $2 tier to cancel so that you aren't wasting your money. If I did do this I would definitely do the individual sfs links on everything first. I'd not just leave you guys unable to download my stuff.

So, what does that mean for this blog? I'll spare ye, impatient readers, who have already read a lot because I ramble⬇️

Well, as of posting this I still have THREE HUNDRED AND TWENTY FOUR Strangetown posts in my queue. And I'm not tired of playing that.

I'm looking forward to having an opportunity to do all of the things I've been neglecting. I'm finally going to go through the subfolder within my downloads of everything I'm downloaded the last few months and decide if I wanna keep it in my game or not. And finish default replacing everything. And all my other various little projects I haven't been doing.

Also, I want to start playing Veronaville 😮I've already started downloading lots from kattaty to replace the in-game ones, and I found a cool replacement for the neighborhood map. I am leaning towards making a new sub-blog for this so that you don't have to try and follow Strangetown/LFT posts and Veronaville/ALT posts at the same time. I've only ever played the Veronaville sims for like one day as part of a super failed megahood years ago so I'd like to get to know them.

So basically, I guess I'm a gameplay blog for now? Until I want to create anything again anyways, but I don't know when that will be.

I don't know how to end this post... I'm sorry for the disappointment, but thank you so much for enjoying my stuff 💛💛

[lyramundana]

Hii, fellow poly Minsung whore activist here🥰 I’m nervous about using my account so I went anon, I hope you don’t mind. I have a little scenario here that I’m probably so wrong for but I’m delulu ash.

Maybe reader (whose a fan or a friend is dragging her along with them) meets Minsung (who’re already in a relationship ofc) in a city they’re having a concert in. Minsung are like “hey ykw she kinda fine, let’s spice things up and bring her back to the hotel.” During their night together, the boys use degradation, praise, grips hard enough to bruise, and soft touches just to make her head spin.

Now I love me some a sprinkle of angst. She has a moment of overthinking after Minsung fall asleep and escapes?? Sort of lol. Minsung do not like this, no no no😔.

That night, she ends up at their concert with some good ass ground floor tickets. While she doubted they would see her and if they did, they probably wouldn’t recognize her (girl like they weren’t giving you the best dicking down of your life the night before), they do in fact see her and you just made this easier for them bbg. They told the other members and security guards to bring her backstage after the show.

Oh babe they mad as hellll. They don’t even wait to get back to the hotel as they drag her to an empty room and destroy her. We’re talking hand prints on her ass, more prominent fingerprint shapes on her hips, arms and neck, tears streaming down her face, the whole 9 yards.

Idk where to go from there tbh. Anyways I hope you enjoyed my delulu thoughts <3

Okay now, honey. First of all, there's no such thing as a "wrong" scenario. Everything that it's discussed in this blog is acceptable and very much not-delulu, so don't brush off your scenarios. Specially when is so FUCKING GOOD AND DELICIOUS like this one. Like, excuse me🥵🥵🥵?? You came up with this masterpiece and brought it to me for free?? Sweetie, you should post it in your own blog and let the world see this jewel of yours. Don't feel nervous of using your account. I always make my horny, unhinged requests displaying my username. This is Tumblr. No one here can judge you for your thoughts

You bet I enjoyed every line of this delulu side of yours.

Reader doesn't really follow the group, but her friend is a Stay and this concert is the lifelong opportunity they've been dreaming off, but they don't want to go alone, so they drag Reader to accompany them. While the friend is resting in the hotel/house, Reader decides to take a stroll around the city and comes across MinSung at some point. Maybe they meet in a shop, where they struck a converstation about common interests, and seeing they get along well MinSung agree and say "fuck it, can we join you?" and that's how they get to know each other better.

Reader doesn't know who they are, but their faces are familiar, and they're just happy to chat with someone like normal people. They've wanted to explore the city a bit before the concert, as the weather looked great for some alone time together, but they encountered the language barrier issue and the lack of knowledge about the place. When Reader appears and helps them out, being so friendly and nice about it, their first instinct is glue themselves to her for the rest of journey. Also, they find her really attractive and can't help but admire her discreetly and exchange appreciative comments that she can't understand. And that's how they spent their day hanging out, just the three of them, while Reader acts like a guide and they start to be bolder with her.

At some point they're sitting in a bar together, drinking a bit, and they have privacy to talk about anything. It's also then whey they begin to make their attraction clear. They've been so fucking stressed with this tour, sex recently hasn't been enough for them, and she's just so gorgeous. So cute. The way she speaks, moves, even the way she dress is driving them mad slowly. It doesn't help that she returns every bold gesture from them. She's not blind. She finds them hot too and it's been a while since she had some "fun".

So, after a while of wandering hands, spicy "jokes" and suggestive comments, the tension feels too thick and they throw the question in.

"We should get going back to our hotel room. Want to come with us and see it?"

She's not drunk enough to miss the intentions behind that question, but she's tipsy enough to accept.

The flirting doesn't stop and when they set a foot in the elevator, the tension snaps. They jump at her like hungry wolves, biting and grabbing every piece of skin they can get their hands on, and Reader welcomes all of it like a submissive lamb, ready to be devoured.

They struggle to open the door, being so occupied feeling her up under her clothes and leaving marks already. Once they're inside, one of them closes the door with a kick without taking his attention from her. They leave a path of clothes behind them that ends up in their bedroom and then she's thrown to the bed. She doesn't have time to recover before they're on her again, exploring every inch of her know naked body with their mouths and hands. Her brain is all mushy from the intense pleasure and adrenaline she's feeling. MinSung unleash all the pent up frustrations and desire they've been dealing with on her.

The entire night was filled with her moans and whimpers while they took her roughly, leaving their hands printed on her hips and inner thighs, as they groaned and cried out of sheer pleasure and relief. Sometimes they went at her at the same time, others they took turns while one watched.

"Such a good girl for us, isn't she, jagi?"

"Damn right she is, so eager to please us, to let us play with her body."

"Look at her, so obedient and cute for us. What a good whore, letting herself be fucked by some men she doesn't even know"

"Go on, use your mouth like the little slut you are. Nice job, kitten"

"We'll fill you up so much it'll be leaking out of you for days"

Her mind turns blank, the world spins, and her body starts to shake uncontrollably and tremble with the amount of orgasm she had. They grab her legs and torso with such force it feels they're trying to press the imprint themselves in it, moving her body as they please to find the right angle. When she cums again, she's half-unconscious and the boys are tired too, finally spent. They clean her up, massage the bruises the left and watch her fall asleep while caressing her face and kissing her skin. They chat for a while before the tiredness consumes them too, Reader safely kept in their arms.

The morning after, she's the first to wake up and doesn't take long to realize what happened. She remembers enough of it and feels her face get warm at the memory, but also gets giddy at it. She stretches a bit, careful to not wake them up, and supress a hiss of pain when she feels the marks they left. She reaches for her phone, reading the messages and calls from her friend, who's worried sick, at which Reader calms them down by giving them a "censored" version of the events. Then the friends reminds her of the concert and sends a photo of one of the promotional posters, featuring all members.

Reader feels her blood freeze inside her body.

She turns around to look at the boys in bed, then at the picture on the phone, then at the bed again, and she feels faint.

Maybe it's the remnants of the alcohol, maybe it's the weight of the revelation, maybe it's the lack of sleep she got, but Reader has to fight off a panic attack and the only thing she can think of at this moment is running away from this situation. So she gets dressed, grabs her stuff, and leaves hurriedly without waking them up and full intention of not looking back. When the boys wake up, they expected to see her in their arms still and maybe get another round, but imagine their shock when they see she's not there. Ohh honey, they're seriously mad. Why the fuck did she run? How could she after they night they had? They try to brush off the anger because they know chances of seeing her again are slim and there's no point.

Meanwhile, Reader's friend notices she's not quite the same since she came back and she's even more reluctant than before in attending the concert. To get her friend off her back, she admits she saw MinSung during her walk and chatted with them "a bit" and now she's embarrased to see them. Her friend, obviously, has a fangirl moment at first and chastises Reader for not telling her first, bombing her with questions, but she avoids the spicy parts of the story. Her friend finally tells her to not worry, that although their seats give a good view of the stage, it'll be very hard for the boys to spot her in the crowd anyway. Reader relents and goes to the concert, having dressed prettily at her friends' insistence because "they have to look their best for the occasion!". When they arrive, Reader feels more at ease with the amount of people surrounding her and thinks her friend said the true.

However, when the group comes to the stage, she feels her heart stop at recognizing the men she had that glorious night of sex with and becomes shifty. They don't make signs of having spoted her, even when Jisung came near their zone, he didn't seemed to notice her, and she allowed herself to enjoy the performance, convinced that they was safe. But she didn't know Jisung had indeed spoted her, hence he aproached their location to confirm. He didn't hesitate in telling Minho, and when they overcame the shock, they former anger came back again and they agreed to a plan. Stays could feel a shift in the boys' performance, they seemed more brutal, harsher.

When the concert ended, Reader was about to leave with her friend until a security guard stopped her and told her she was demanded backstage. Both of them were shocked and confused, and Reader's friend even acted worried, refusing to ler her go in fear she got in trouble for something. Reader calmed her down and asked her to wait in the hotel, since the man told them it wasn't anything bad. While she was leaving, the friend winked at her and exclaimed "tell me all the details when you sign the NDA".

A staff members takes her to an empty dressing room and tells her to wait, leaving her alone there. She's fidgeting, not knowing what to expect but having a small suspicion. Suddenly, the door opens with a slam and she jumps in the place. When she sees the two boys enter and locking the door behind them, she knows she's fucked.

They let her know exactly how pissed off they are, interrogating her and even accusing her of being a fan pretending to not know them just to get her wet dream come true. She argues back and denies it all, returning all their yells, until a hand grabs her painfully by the jaw.

"You don't fucking get to talk back to us, whore. We should've put you in your place from the beginning"

"I think she's a little too high up there, jagiya. Let's remind her exactyl what her place is"

All the gentleness they showed the first night is gone. Her clothes are ripped in shreds and thrown carelessly around the room, as she's pushed forcefully on the ground.

They don't hide their satisfaction and pride at seeing the faint marks they left previously, pressing them enough to make her whine in pain.

"Don't whine, slut. We're about to give you even more of them."

They go at her at the same time, no turns now. They edge her until she's sobbing and screaming, first with their fingers and then with their tongues. She gets spanked by one of their belts, feeling the bruises starting to form in her ass cheeks and thighs. She's then gagged with the same belt because "way too fucking loud, kitten. you're not allowed to make a sound".

When she's spasming, eyes rolling back and begging through the belt for some release, anything, the boys exchange a knowing glance and untie the gag, letting her breathe through her mouth in relief. But her relief doesn't last when they position her in the middle, with both of their dicks inching to her cunt. She knows they're up to something, but her brain is too fucked to guess what. When she feels both of their cocks entering her at once, she's about to scream again but a hand quickly covers her mouth, and they both start moving agressively inside her, leaving their dicks printed in her walls. The feelinf their cocks rubbing against each other and her clenching almost makes them cum again, but they control themselves.

They fucked her back and forth across the room, moving from the ground to the couch to the chairs to the make up tables, etc.

"That's what you fucking deserve for leaving us, baby. What the fuck were you thinking with that dead brain of yours, hm?"

"Look at her, so cockdumb already, acting like a desesperate bitch in heat. Aren't two cocks enough for you?"

"Is this what you wanted? Being fucked by two celebrities to share the experience with your friends? Of course you did. You're nothing but an attention seeking slut, only thinking about having a dick inside you"

"We'll make sure you can't even walk after this. You're not going anywhere this time, darling. Let's see how can you run away then."

She can no longer tell if what she's feeling is pain or pleasure, but when they cum inside her and she feels both of their cocks twitching inside her, it triggers her own orgams and her vision turns white. She faints in their arms, muttering and having spasms. They pause to recover their breaths too, checking on her worriedly and chuckling softly when she replies gibberish. One of them lifts her up bridal style and lay her down in the couch, both caging her with their bodies.

"You were ours from the moment you entered our your bedroom"

Tagging @channieandhisgoonsquad @2chopsticks2eyes @sweetracha because they gave me ideas for this. Feel free to add something or give your own version of it. The more the merrier.

[helluva-dump]

Yeah I think I am officially done with the Helluva boss critical community… for good.

Before you guys flip your shit and accuse me of being a Stan, let me explain.

So I deleted my tumblr app and decided just to refreshen my mind and focus on other things. (Like my art, my own possible indie project, ect ) and being away for a while… it kind of made me realize how much of the critical community was becoming too much for my mental health.

Originally, I joined because season 2 disappointed with season 2, didn’t like how Vivziepop retconned things like the pilot, the possible workplace allegations, and of course… the fandom being super toxic as hell work promoting toxic positivity.

But holy shit…. Somehow the critical community is even worse than the fandom.

Like I swear nobody talks about what’s wrong with this community. I’ve seen blogs have such an unhealthy hatred to Viv where they post nonstop about her… it’s insane. Like when making account names “wah I hate Vivziepop”

Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t think all critical blogs act like this. I do in fact still follows few, only thing is the ones I follow don’t constantly whine and bitch all the time and actually do critique. And these reblogs I follow just do AUs, rewrites, and redesigns which to me I will always see as harmless fun since that’s what I wanna do.

As for the other half of criticals…. Hell, these people legit get mad and share screenshots making fun of fans with different opinions. Like, bruh, didn’t you guys get angry at stans for doing that to y’all? You guys are literally doing the exact same thing. And no I’m not talking about sharing screenshots of toxic fans that attack former employees and make excuses for a questionable workplace…. But like they’ll just mock fans that didn’t do anything bad.

I’m all for critiquing a fandom and there are Stans that have such an unhealthy parasocial relationships with Viv… but somehow I see people acting the same with their unhealthy hate obsession. Literally going through her IG and bitching and moaning…

Seeing people making assumptions about her and Gooseworks with the glitch x as well as Tracy just shows me how unhealthy this hate is becoming.

Yes, Viv and Tracy had a bit of a heated thing on Twitter. However, I don’t think it’s fair to assume she’s this evil evil hellspawn that’s plotting to destory glitch x. “She’s kissing ass to goodeworks with her fake smile” dude she’s probably a fan of their works, you really don’t know that.

Also, while I’m aware of the allegations concerning Salem (who I hope really recovers and they did really make this episode the best IMO)… it’s probably not fair to assume all employees get treated the same way… the only people that seem to know what went down are Erin, Ken, Salem, and Ashley Nicolas. Do I think the workplace abuse is possible? Yes, it’s why I haven’t bought any merch.

BUT the reason why I don’t like to discuss things like this is because half of the other stuff seems like flimsy evidence besides Salem’s vents. And I think it’s a bit risky to spread such misinformation and make assumptions. (One blog I’ve seen had so many anons sharing rumors and just go along with them which to me is dangerous…)

Like when the new episode aired, unlike everyone else, I actually loved it. This recent episode was so great it’s what I wanna see more of for Helluva boss. But eh… I noticed some haters bitch for the sake of it. Now, some of the critiques aren’t too bad, I did notice some flaws and I understand the concerns for salem. But like other half it’s just bitching for the sake of it…

Also I heard rumors how the deranged stalker fan of Fizz is a parody of critical blogs… tbh I highly doubt that because that trope always existed in cartoons (like Aggrestuko had one too) but considering a good chunk of “criticals” have a hate boner for viv, can you blame some fans for thinking that?

I really don’t like how the critical community became the anti community. Because not every critical person is an anti, I don’t even wanna fuck with that shit and I don’t ever wanna resort to that.

Hell, they drove one critical blog I loved away… over a bad miscommunication.🙃 and that blog was right, you don’t wanna make friends with this community with how some toxic people are.

Also I’ve been drawing a lot of Hazbin hotel stuff for my Heaven AU and it reminded me why I enjoyed Vivziepop’s ideas and stories so much. It somehow was helping me take edge away from my mental health.

I think it’s possible to still be a fan without labeling yourself as a stan or anti. That’s why I made this blog for. I was so worn out by the toxic positivity of the fandom, so this is my comfort space. But now I need to cut the critical community away since it’s now full of toxic negativity.

And as I said, I do plan to make an indie cartoon series and I feel like being part of this critical community is NOT gonna make me professional on my end. That being said, I don’t like Viv as she said things that rubbed me the wrong way BUT I’m not gonna let that kill my joy for Hazbin hotel.(and Helluva boss to an extent) I do think she has good ideas and they CAN work but she does need more writers than animators to help her execute them.

That’s why I’m only a bit more excited for Hazbin hotel lately

Now I’m not angry at anyone who followed me. I just wanna make some boundaries, and that being said, I’m still gonna critique both shows. However, I’m just gonna tag these posts as HH/HB critiques than HH/HB critical for now on. I feel like that’s more professional and more genuine if you wanna share opinions on stuff.

Just wanna get this off my chest, it’s what I wanted to express for a while.

And if fans come across this blog, don’t be afraid to interact I won’t bite. Everyone has their different opinions. I only have an issue with Stans that promote toxic positivity and dismiss employees that were treated badly is all.

[rakkuntoast]

Your talks about Missa's mischaracterization are exactly why I made a post specifically asking for Missa mains to give me their analyses for me to reference in Awake Me From My Nightmare.

I even went as far as to slap some parts of the post in Google Translate encouraging Spanish qsmp fans to reply to me and I'd just have someone translate their analysis for me. Which I did (thank u Kami ily). And I was so fucking happy when more of my responses came from Spanish speaking fans than English. Peak QSMP moment <3

But anyway yeah. Missa's characterization has been lowkey my biggest concern writing the fic tbh. I wanna do him justice. He definitely isn't written as a pathetic woobified uwu cinnamon roll, that's for sure.

I've been staring very hard at the paragraphs people gave me on his character and I THINK I've been doing a decent job at balancing the "gets overwhelmed by things" wet cat side Crows see AND the "um actually he could kick your ass and can be a bitchy little shit" reality?? Mans is getting lots of moments where he's like "fuck this" and gets ready to Literally Fight God. There's still lots of tears, but like, if YOUR husband was in front of you covered in his own blood and lookin like he's rapidly wasting away in real time, you'd be an emotional wreck too. So I'm decently confident in his characterization, but I still have that "AAAAA I HOPE I'M DOING THIS RIGHT" worry. 100% gonna be clinging to comments from readers about if I did him justice. So far I've characterized everyone (Phil, Fit, Etoiles) super well according to readers. 😭🙏🏻 Hoping I keep up the streak with Missa in Chapter 3.

The discussion you've been having is exactly why I'm doing my best to do him actual justice. And I might actually read back through your posts and translate the Spanish bits just to get even more insight. I don't see enough people talking about qMissa like this.

And on a semi-related note, GOD I wish there were more YouTube clip compilations of Missa moments. Like idec if they're not just qsmp, I want more of them in general!! Idk if I just wasn't searching well enough or what but when I went looking a while back, there were MAYBE 2 videos at all, let alone Eng subtitled so I could understand them. And rooting through Tumblr for clips is a pain. 💀

Tldr thanks for talking abt this Rakk, this is exactly why I've been busting my ass trying to not write Missa reduced to one trait or the other. Tbh I've been seeking out proper analysis/understanding of qMissa even before I was writing him in a fic. Bc I KNOW what we Crows see is a fraction of his character.

ISAAAA you're doing God's work honestly, the "fights God through tears" is peak qmissa characterization akfknsjx

I do think we need more translated Missa content, sadly like the best thing you can get is qsmp clips translated or someone on twt decided to translate this one bit from his videos (like him having a crush on a pineapple)

it's sad that it doesn't get talked about how clever the guy is and while the fix is pretty easy (just getting more missasaurios to talk about him) it's just a case of bothering to translate stuff cuz that shit takes time and effort

as well as missa's miscaracterization not being talked about as much cuz a lot of the ppl who talk abt him are English crows who think he's a sopping wet cat<- i am BEGGING for people to unlearn this word it's making me insane

[pierswife]

Hey guuuuuys

As a heads up, I'm going to be converting this blog to be mostly my main/pokemon blog. I've been thinking about it for a while tbh and when it comes down to it, I've been feeling a huge disconnect from selfshipping as a whole for a while. It was nice and a great way for me to cope before I was able to get mental health care, but it's definitely more of a hobby now more than anything. Don't get me wrong, I still love my funky little gals and guys and it's fun to think about them in different scenarios! I'm still going to always lose my shit over Piers! But honestly? All of my "inserts" have basically come into their own, if that makes sense. They are not me. They may share a name with me sometimes but that's definitely an OC, that and I'm too lazy to rename the various Mandas and Jeannes across franchises cause that shit is a lot of work. And besides, literally everyone who has made a character has put some of themself into it and I know that I'm not wrong--

Now, what does this mean for me/the blog?

I'm still gonna post how I feel like posting. Things are going to be a lot less selfship focused. If anything, I'm leaning more on the side of oc x canon and oc x oc cause that's where I'm finding more enjoyment. No more fancy carrd with f/os and all that happy stuff, it's just going to be an about. No long ass dni honestly who the hell even takes the time to read them anymore (I mean, I do, but not the point I'm trying to make here). Granted my dni was never long in the first place but kgjwjdjejejjfayhs still. I'm still deciding if I'm going to go through the blogs I follow and trim things up. If I unfollow you, by no means is it anything against you and there are no hard feelings on my end. And if you'd like to unfollow me due to my focus shift, I encourage that.

Honestly over all, I haven't had a lot of energy to be publicly online in a while, anyway. It's what happens when you work full time, go to school part time, and have some mental disorders and a chronic illness that's been fucking you over since you were 2. The burnout is real lmao. I'd rather enjoy myself when I'm on tumblr than be all bleh, ya know?

I mean this when I say I did enjoy my time when I was selfship focused, but I think that part of my life is... Not quite behind me, but not a major part of my future anymore. In some aspects, it made my mental health worse, if I'm being honest, and I should have never let it get to that point. Granted that was before I was able to get diagnosed and start my mental health journey, but still. Should have stopped as soon as I felt myself not doing okay. I'm not going to dumb down or sugar coat myself anymore (granted I haven't been for a while but eh is what it is). I'm probably going to be leaving most servers I've been a part of and clean up my discord as well.

I'll still post self ship stuff here occasionally cause I mean, c'mon it's my blog I can do whatever the hell I want with it forever.

But I do think it's time to finally start finishing up this chapter. I'll forever and always be Amanda Pierswife though, you can pry this url from my cold, dead hands <3

[mazeinthemiroh]

for skz or think decorating for Halloween would be the highlight of there year tbh. Like carving the pumpkins, putting up spider webs and buying masses amounts of candy would make them feel so giddy. Especially watching u hand out candy to the little kids dressed as ballerinas or pirates 🥹

stray kids on halloween

genre: headcanons; fluff, crack, general

warnings: cursing probably, not proofread

a/n: sorry, this should've come out in halloween night but DIDN'T. because tumblr decided not to post it when i queued it. anywaysss sincerest apologies. hope you can still enjoy this guys 😭

bangchan

wants a pretty chill halloween tbh

see cosy autumn traditions hcs to get some idea

he is open-minded when it comes to this holiday. he's fine jsut sitting back, staying at home and doing a movie marathon

but if you are a major halloween fanatic he can't help but indulge your obsession

because he freaking loves you, duh

once he finds out you're obsessed he wants to do everything. decorations, pumpkins, fancy-dress, the whole sha-bang

just to see that smile in your face <3333

minho

his fave holiday

other holidays, he really can't be bothered. but when halloween turns it's head around the corner, he's suddenly very alert

wants to dress up as a cat

would defo rock a chat noir outfit just saying

wants to look sexy for you 😘

let's you do his make-up

will not say know to couples costumes either, although he might protest at first

highkey wants to dress up his cats for halloween :(

changbin

defo loves halloween parties

would even ask you if you wanted to host one with him because he's down for that, and he's a good host!!

buys

buys LOTS of candy and makes sure everyone has their share

feeds you lots :] all the time!

very good with the kids who knock on the door for trick or treating

he just loves seeing them and compliments them in their outfits etc

overall, such a good vibe

hyunjin

locks the doors, closes the curtains, wraps himself in a blanket

he gets scared around this time of year ngl

people walking around at night banging on people's doors for sweets and shit MIND YOUR BUSINESS

likes the whole aesthetic of halloween and the creativity in some people's outfits but that's about it-

would much prefer stay indoors with you

but will do something artsy :)

likes carving pumpkins, it's quite satisfying for him, and he spends time putting intricate patterns in them

jisung

he's a scared-cat

but thinks halloween is fun so he's kind of a mixed bag

if you make him watch horror movies he's clinging to you the whole time

the type to jumo with his whole body and throw popcorn everywhere in the process

refers to stay in than go out on halloween

but if you both end up at a party, he wants to be the hottest person there and he's not settling for any less

not that he has any competition

felix

he thrives in the season

it's baking season for him!!

he spends the majority of his time in that kitchen

wants to make his own candies for the kids :D

candy apples!!!

cookies with spooky decorations on them!!!

i think his fave cookie design is a spiders web and he managed to perfect it over time so it looks really good

can't way to share his treats with the world and give everyone cavities 🥰

seungmin

unbothered

wants to eat all the candy for himself

would rather just go trick or treating with you instead of give candy to some random kids

because... more candy

so your adult-asses rock up to people's houses asking for sweets with your half-hearted costumes

i fully see seungmin wearing a white sheet and calling himself a ghost

you guys laugh most of the night - so it's more fun than he thought it would be

jeongin

halloween is like a 2nd april fools with him

he think he can get away with trickster shit just because it's 'the day'

the calender has allowed him to be this way and he's living for it

can and will prank them members and yourself

but let's you join in on all the fun

once the novelty wears off though, he gets kind of bored

if halloween is not about doing evil shit in a cape then what is it?

[imsailorpluto]

So I've finally finished Bloodhounds (+ ahjussi collection)

...and I have no idea where to start and what to say and how to feel.

No, wait, please hear me out.

It was b l o o d y and at parts a very difficult watch, as it has lots of explicit fighting scenes, which look extremely realistic and cruel. So cruel that I had to close my eyes and not watch, I even skipped many & i'm not sorry. However, there are also parts so heartwarming that it makes you forget about all the crimes and gore for a moment. So, it's up to you to decide if it's worth the struggle. Since the violence could be a bit too much for many, let's just say I do and don't recommend this one at the same time. Personally, one of things I greatly enjoyed is the subtle comic tone of Gun-woo's and Woo-jin's interactions with each other and their characters which represent people doing sports professionally so well, the purity of their hearts and lack of malice in everything they do, since they truly do live for the sports. Then there are two absolutely powerful and skillful young women, Hyeong-ju and Da-min, playing such important roles in the entire series, each of them individually contributing so much to the entire plan of bringing the bad guys down and saving what could still be saved. And also, one of the most enjoyable parts were definitely the bonds that came out of these newly formed friendships. Younger acting crew did an amazing job. In comparison to the older and experienced ahjussi crew (I'll get to them in a bit), they've got some serious talent. It must have been a huge undertake for both Woo Do-hwan and Lee Sang-yi to live up to the expectations of the entire team behind this drama. And they did it. They absolutelly slayed.

If you still haven't watched this drama, trust me when I say these two cinnamon rolls will instantly win your heart right at the beginning of the first episode. They're like the most perfect two besties you'd want to be besties with too. And yeah, you'll suffer thru all the horrors just to see them win the biggest battle of their lives. Gosh, every time I tried typing something coherent about them it just ended up being lots of crying shaking throwing up. They're the best, ok? And this is best I can do. ╥﹏╥

And while our marine boys scratched so many itches around this platform, I have to mention the absolute gentlemen that starred in this series and swept me off my feet *deepest sigh ever*

So many great actors took part in Bloodhounds, it's hard to believe my own eyes at times. Whoever was in charge of the casting did a killer job. I couldn't even take the bad guys seriously because they're freakishly handsome. Well, at least not until Kim Myung-gil brutally ended my favourite ahjussi trio damn you ep 6

What started as an obsession over two young marine guys and their bromance ended up as a hole in my heart over downfall of three middle aged criminals men and a will to trade all the money and gold bars for their lives. And more importantly, a huge appreciation for Korean actors over the age of 40.

No, let's be real. They're handsome and talented and great at their job and deserve all the love and support. With that in mind... here's a tiny screenshot dump because it would be a shame not to post it:

And I want to be normal about them and move on in peace but *internal screams* I've already mentioned Lee Hae-young in one of my earlier posts, addressing my obsession with the character he portrays, the sushi restaurant owner Hwang Yang-jung. And I know many people are obsessed with him too. But no one is speaking up. Which is silly. And tbh I really thought there would be more gifs of him and other men but...there's close to none? Can we talk about how fine this man is? How fine this whole ahjussi crew is? Can we... can we just acknowledge they sliced us all in tiniest pieces possible and burned us all till we turned into charcoal? Can we make a mess of kdrama side of tumblr by excessively posting about them? Pretty please?

It's true, I came for the boys, but stayed for these men. I'm not even joking when I say kdrama has me in a chokehold again, but this time for a whole new reason. Dropping everything just to watch series and movies these guys took part in sounds like the best idea at the moment. I even forgot about the new releases I started watching, which makes me laugh at myself, but... it is what it is. At some point, a girl just has to obsess over her favourite ahjussi, and that's okay.

[victoriaspriing]

2023 writing gif-making round up

Rules (adapted for fic, gifs, art, etc.): Share what you made this year! It can be works you posted to Ao3, Wattpad, Tumblr, or anywhere else! You can share everything you made or just the projects you're most excited about.

I was tagged by @swearphil! thank you sm renee <33

Hii!! so 2024 is right around the corner, happy new year yayay. Actually, if I think too much about it I think I'll start crying cause like what do you mean we're less than 42 hours from staring a new year?!! 2023 doesn't feel real tbh time in general doesn't feel real but yeah anyways I'll save that convo for another time. I'm here today to reflect on all the gifsets I've made throughout this year, which let me add, has been A LOT. I'm going to start by sharing some fun stats (yes renee I'm copying you <33), and then I'll do a fun top 5 of my fave gifsets, and to finish it off I'd also like to use this to shout out some of my fave people and creators on this hellsite cause you all made my 2023 so much better and I love you all for that <333

fun statistics:

In total I made 61 gifsets in 2023

57 are heartstopper (not surprised)

3 are 911 lone star (mostly tarlos)

1 are dan and phil

In august I made 20 gifsets, which are the most gifsets I've made in a month this year

In may I made 1 gifset, which is the month I made less gifsets this year

6 of the gifsets are song lyrics edits

3 of the gifsets are heartstopper comic edits

31 of the gifsets are scenes from heartstopper

6 of the gifsets are heartstopper compilations from s1 and s2

top 5 gifsets from 2023 (in no particular order)

that one dnp gifset: I think most people know that I was and still am a big dan and phil fan, and that I spent most of my teenage years obsessing over them and giffing them and only them. Well, they went on hiatus and they stopped having a big impact on my life util they decided to come back and ruin my life again (in a good way). This gifset was the first time I giffed them since like idk 2019/2020, and it does mean a lot to me :') it's not really about the concept and the coloring, I chose this one to be apart of my top 5 for sentimental reasons, and I think that's valid.

give your friendships the magic you would give a romance: once again, sentimental reasons. when I read this quote on loveless it just spoke to me in so many levels. One of the things I love the most about heartstopper is the importance they give to friendship and I just had to make something that highlighted that and I think it turned out super good.

I think nellie loves him: well, now I think I snapped with this one akdhjahak I just love it so much. the coloring.. the heartstopper tv scenes with the heartstopper comic scenes, like chef's kiss, just perfect. of course this is not an original idea so I'd love to thank @rose-nobles for inspiring this gifset <33

mr. ajayi loves museum dates with his grumpy bf: and just like that we are back to sentimental reasons ahdhkas. well, this was one of the first gifsets I made when season two came out and it blew up. I've never had that many notes on a gifset, and honestly I think it's well deserved cause the coloring is good and I had finally just figured out how to sharpen gifs, so yeah love that for me.

I'm bi actually: I had so much fun making this one. the amount of bi coded elements and colors I included on this, I WAS ON A MISSION. the fact I made the font wobbly hsjgdjaka, I love love this gifset.

a little shout out to my faves (I hope you all have an amazing 2024)

@swearphil ☆ @barrowsteeth ☆ @narliee ☆ @cafecdramin ☆ @heroeddiemunson ☆ @nelsonnicholas ☆ @curlyhairedprince ☆ @wylanvannecks ☆ @aimeegbbs ☆ @indimlights ☆ @jelloandsugar ☆ @perrieedwards ☆ @imogen-heaney ☆ @thatwasthenightthingschanged ☆ @klinejack ☆ @birthdaysentiment ☆ @seeleybooth ☆ @sonseulsoleil ☆ @taraolssons ☆ @immortals-malec ☆ @parissquads ☆ @rose-nobles ☆ @itwasmagic ☆ @perccyjackson ☆ @naomismcpherson ☆ @neverfindmegone ☆ @charlieisverybored

Okay I think that's it, I'm so sorry if I missed someone. I'm also tagging everyone that wants to do this, just say I tagged you in it <33