#i really hope this is readable omg

[spidermanscientistsimp]

goodbye yellow brick road

the spot x musician! gn! reader

author’s note: this is the cheesiest thing i have ever written and i apologize for the tooth rotting sweetness in here… also! it’s important to know what this song sounds like, so here you go! when you see orange text, it’s song lyrics, so go listen!

be like me and listen on LOOP ANYWAYS. also, please let me know if y’all want more spot fanfic (i can tone down the cheese if y’all want) 🫡❤️

“A BAGEL, HONEY. THE CHILD HIT ME WITH A BAGEL.”

“i know i know john, i saw- you’re so brave for enduring that, i would have NEVER survived.”

“oh, shut up.”

“make me.”

you and john always loved your flirty bickering after a long day at alchemax. every day at exactly 6:30, you and your husband would walk hand in hand down the gum covered sidewalk, talking about your day, your hopes, your dreams, the usual. your boyfriend was a busy, busy man, but he always made time for you. even if he had to stay late at the office, he would INSIST on walking you home, and returning to work after dinner with you. to put it quite frankly: his world revolved around you. he thought you were the most attractive person to ever grace the earth, and was constantly asking himself how he could end up with someone so perfect… and hot. you didn’t understand why, as you saw yourself as nothing more than a lowly secretary, doomed to be rushing papers back and forth to men for the rest of your days. it wasn’t your job of choice, but it payed well, and seeing john absolutely flourish at work made it all worth it.

this specific night, you went about your usual weekday routine with your boyfriend: order some takeout, make out on the couch for a while, discuss mortality, and then fall asleep. but, something was off.

10:30pm

“y/n, stop rolling around, please”

“sorry.”

11pm

“john? you awake?”

and as the clocks struck midnight, you got out of bed, trying to find a way to occupy yourself, tire yourself out enough to shut your eyes and actually fall asleep. it was at this moment you turned your eyes away from the kitchen pantry, looking to grab a midnight snack, and instead looked towards the small, spinet piano on the back wall. you usually tried to avoid this sight, as it reminded you of a life you never achieved, a goal you never reached… but tonight? you needed it. you needed to play this piano more than anything else. you sat down at the instrument, silently cursing yourself for doing this. you wondered what song to play, flipping through decisions in your head- but, that was all futile, as your hands and heart had a different idea, and you began to slowly play the opening notes to elton john’s “goodbye yellow brick road”.

when are you gonna come down?

when are you going to land?

against your usual better judgement, you started softly singing after the first verse, careful not to wake johnathan.

i should’ve stayed on the farm

i should have listened to my old man

“y/n?” jonathan called as he stirred awake, unaware that his partner was already lost in their own world.

you know you can’t hold me forever

i didn’t sign up with you

i’m not a present for your friends to open

this boy’s too young to be singing the blues

johnathan couldn’t believe his eyes. there you were, his partner, playing the piano and singing your heart out like your life depended on it. he was truly awestruck. he didn’t want to interrupt your beautiful moment, but he had to say something…

“y/n”-

he couldn’t even get through your whole name before you turned around, quicker than lightning, with a terrified look on your face.

“oh my word jonathan i am so SO so sorry i probably woke you up with all my damn wailing, and i just don’t know what happened this isn’t-“

he shut you up with a kiss before you could say another word. the two of you stayed there, enjoying each other’s embrace in the dead of night, when your husband pulls away, asking, “why didn’t you tell me you could sing and play like THAT?”

it was a touchy subject for you. you always wanted to be a musician, and a great one at that, but it just wasn’t financially feasible for you. you had bills to take care of, bills that music just wouldn’t pay.

“i- i don’t really play much any more. or sing. i always dreamed of becoming as great as bach or mozart or someone- but, it was a stupid, stupid dream. i mean… i’m happy where i am now.”

“are you though?” he questioned.

you thought about this for a minute. were you REALLY happy? well, you had a loving husband and a good paying job- you should be happy. but you didn’t have one thing- music. money didn’t matter when music was what got you through so many rough patches in life. seeing your internal battle, johnathon grabbed your chin with his hand, and quietly spoke,

“y/n. i love you. and i want you to be happy. and if music makes you as happy as i’ve seen you tonight, you need to pursue it. we’ll find a way to make ends meet, i promise you. just, live your life- live your dream.”

and in that moment, you smiled to yourself and knew, this was the man you were going to marry.

•

the time was six thirty, the very next day, and you were waiting for your johnny outside the alchemex building.

you waited.

and waited.

and he never came.

a few hours later, not a word came from him.

you paced around your apartment, fearing that he found someone else, fearing that he thought you might be a financial burden with a career change… but all those ideas were put to bed when you saw the notification from your news app pop up on your cellphone.

alchemex.

collider.

explosion.

body not found.

your johnny, was dead.

•

johnny was dead- but “the spot”, the remains of his human form, a dalmatian like amalgamation of spots and the man he used to be. the spot had been wandering around brooklyn for what felt like an eternity, in search of a home, a friend, just- anything. and in the back of his mind, there was always, you. talented, amazing, you… who didn’t need to be seen with a monster like himself (at least in the spot’s mind). he was a ghost, a man forgotten by the world- or so he thought.

he was walking by Jenna’s, a local coffee shop him and y/n always loved to visit, when he heard a familiar voice, ringing out from the inside of the café

it was you.

you, up there onstage, playing to a full house, all eyes on you and all smiles upon every person’s face. you did it. you really did it. spot ducked his head as you looked out the window, towards the sky, and made an announcement,

“this next song is for someone who once told me to live my dream, no matter what… and because of him- i’m doing it. wherever you are, thank you-”

you played those starting notes he remembered hearing all those months ago.

so goodbye yellow brick road

where the dogs of society howl

you can't plant me in your penthouse

i’m going back to my plough

you threw your head back, becoming so damn passionate about this song that meant so damn much to you

back to the howling, old owl in the woods

hunting the horny-back toad

oh, i’ve finally decided my future lies

beyond the yellow brick road

the spot completely lost his breath as you held out the final note of the chorus. my word, you were amazing- the heart and soul you sang with was unparalleled, and he wanted to just run up to you, and hold you in his arms, kissing you until neither of you could breathe. but, he couldn’t. he wasn’t jonathan anymore. that man died. and he could see y/n was still not over that fact as he saw them hold back tears as they finished the song- it broke the spot. it broke jonathan. he had to do something, do anything.

•

you woke with a jolt as you heard a crash come through your window.

“hello??” you called, half jokingly, thinking this was simply a branch or a bird- you didn’t expect to hear footsteps right in your kitchen.

you were TERRIFIED. grabbing a broom, you made your way out to this… thing, preparing to fight it, to get it out of your home. imagine your surprise when you saw

a spotted man

who called YOUR NAME

“y/n, please-“

you were NOT HAVING THIS, you threw your broom at the THING, screaming and yelling a pattern of

“go away”s

“i’ll call the police, i- i’ll call spiderman”s

and a few

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU”s

the spotty thing pleaded with you, on its knees, begging you to listen to it

you obliged. it skittered over to your piano, and started playing notes that sounded like a child attempting to play…

goodbye yellow brick road

and now that you thought about it, this thing did sound a lot like your lost lover…

it was your song. it was him. you didn’t know how, but it was,

“jonathan”, you yelled, throwing yourself into his dotted arms. you didn’t know how, and you didn’t know why, but you knew that this, thing, was your johnny. and in that moment, nothing else mattered. life would go on, and things would work out.

and as he held your head with his hands, your boyfriend said, after what felt like an eternity,

“i love you.”

[otselotus]

My piece for the @hotguycalendar!! This insane project was so fun to work on and i am still in awe how this whole thing turned out Fun fact i actually did 4 pictures for this calendar!! haha insane,,,,,, The first one was actually in a really rectangular format. Because i am allergic to reading, i promptly skipped over the part with size requirements and did my thing in a completely different size lol

the first version was more silly than hot lmao I COMPLETELY MISUNDERSTOOD EVERYTHING- okay sooo i had to reshape it to fit the format SO REDRAWING TIME START NOW

OMG IT THE RIGHT SHAPE but well can you see the problem now??? Yeah it was the unfortunate time of finding out about the awful situation with one of the former hc members. the mods were kinds enough to allow me to redraw this in the last second to remove him

I was not sure if i'll be able to finish the redraw in time, so just to be sure I added impulse as a pearl-holder. god his face is scary

BUT I DID IIIT I MANAGE TO FINISH THE PICTURE IN TIME. LAST HOUR LITERALLY,,, THANK YOU MODS YOU ARE AMAZING and the finishing piece looks like this

im too lazy to check the grammar so lets hope it readable

[beowlet]

Hello I SAW THE OPEN REQUESTS AND I SCROLLED UP SO FAST!! I love your work sm, you really captured the essence of the characters + talking abt the love languages was a fun bonus too. Is it fine if I request the Housewardens (or some of them) with a reader who loves to send them letters?💌 But their handwriting is very unintelligible due to it being a chicken scratch/the most extra cursive you could ever see. Either way works, thank you!! ❤️

[Omg i love this]

HOUSEWARDENS WITH A S/O WHO LOVES TO SEND THEM LETTERS, BUT THEIR HANDWRITING IS HARD TO READ.

Headcanons

Cw: Uses of you instead of pronouns, fluff, GN!Reader, NOT proofread. Again.

R. Rosehearts

I feel like Riddle's hand writing is cursive too and wouldn't have too much trouble reading it even if it was a little extra so we'll go with chicken scratch handwriting for him.

He loves that you write letters for him, he really does. He always tries to send one of his own too! But he would love it more if he could actually understand what you were saying.

He can only make out two words, his name and "love". He always writes back in hopes of having understood the letter correctly. Because if he read something wrong and you pointed it out he will die of embarrassment.

HES TRYING

LEAVE HIM ALONE OKAY

He will slowly get used to it and become a [name] translator. He would be so proud too, he finally understands your handwriting and can ACTUALLY read your heartfelt letters.

He blushes and giggles like a highschool girl all the time.

Anytime anyone has trouble reading your hand writing they will go to him. Mostly Ace and Deuce after they ask for your notes.

Wishes your handwriting was a little bit more readable, but he's happy he got the hand of it now.

L. Kingscholar

Definetly knows how to read cursive but will pull a "wtf" face at all the extra shit you put because what is this. Is this even english anymore?? He can't tell if thats an "R" "M" or "N"?? What the fuck did you write?-

Look, he appericiates the letters. But try not to make him think hes having a stroke while reading it. Please. What is this? Why? Is there anyone in the world that can read curaive like this???

Will out right just text you.

Will feel bad after he finds out it was just a letter where you were talking about how much you loved him, expect him to buy you a buqoet of your favorite flowers soon.

He feels bad.

Will soon probably understand some of your letters and thank you in text form.

You thought he would write back? Oh honey no. This man is too lazy to get up on his ass and sit down on his desk to write. He might make Ruggie do it for him tho.

However if you were mad at him thats a different story. He might write a letter... along with a few more gifts... maybe...

Anything for you to forgive him.

A. Ashengrotto

Ik this man has so fucking extra cursive writing like how and why. Why do you need that many loops for one letter IT DOESNT LOOK PRETTY IT LOOKS CURSED AZUL.

I'm kidding it def looks pretty... so for Azul we're going with chicken scratch!

He would be so confused if he saw a letter just hanging around in his office, and it's a letter that he cant even read. He'll just be confused standing in his office trying to read it. Not even realising that you signed it, he was still trying to read the first word.

After a while he just gave up and called for Floyd, knowing his handwriting wasn't any better and assumed he could read it.

"Dear, Azul. I know I don't have to write a letter because I can literally just text you but I thought it would be fun to write a letter where I explained how much I lo-" "NO OKAY GIVE ME THAT BACK-"

Floyd is telling Jade so they can both bully Azul for being so stupid and not being able to read his own lover's hand writing.

He wants to know what it says so he can write back a letter... but he doesn't know anyone that would be able to read it without teasing him.

Spends a night trying to read it and writes back a letter.

Is about to sob when you send him another one, HE LOVES YOU BUT HE CAN'T READ YOUR LETTERS SPARE HIM PLEASE.

K. Al-asim

He would love the idea of sending eachother letters! He thinks its romantic and even if it's a little silly you write to eachother even though you could visit eachother any time of the day he doesn't care. It's cute. Very.

I don't think he can read cursive... he knows he has to learn but he's struggling. A lot.

I also don't think Kalim has very neat or very chaotic handwriting that nobody can read it but I think it can definetly get a little messy in his notebooks sometimes. So, cursive with extra stuff for Kalim!

He would explode with happines when he finds a love letter sitting on his desk with your name on it. He's over the moon.

As soon as he sees it he runs over, picks it up and opens it to read it. Only to be met with a page full of loops. A lot of them... an awful lot that Kalim thought you just scribbled the page for a momment.

First he's determined to read what you've wrote without asking for any help from Jamil!

Yeah that lasts like 15 minutes he goes to Jamil a little quicker than he would like to.

He tried! That's what matters... right?

Jamil spends about 15 minutes trying to read the first few sentences before FINALLY understanding the letters and reading it to Kalim. Kalim just sits there with a love-struck stupidly cute smile as he listens to Jamil readint the letter.

Is definetly writing back a reponse and making this a thing between you two.

Jamil has to suffer through your sappy letters as Kalim makes him read all of them.

Help my boy he isn't exactly happy.

V. Schoenheit

He can read really any handwriting perfectly no matter how extra or "awful" it is. But if it's just a page filled with random lines and so called letters mixed together I'm very sure he'll pull a "wtf" face :D Chicken scratch for Vil!!

He appericiates the thought! He really does! He's increidbly happy to recieve a letter from you! But why. Why does your handwriting have to be this way? Why like just why?

Do you need help? He can definetly give you writing lessons on how to improve your handwriting. He can pay for it if you think it would be embarrassing to do it with him, he can find online course-

He would think all of this but never mention any of it. He doesn't wanna break your heart.

But I think he'd def have a lot of fun trying to read your handwriting when he's bored. He would sit down and try to figure out what was written like it was some sort of puzzle and would just smile happily everytime he got a full sentence.

He would give you a kiss for every love letter he recieves <33

Would he write back? Not all the time but would write once in a while about how deep his feelings are for you.

M. Draconia

Homeboy here has been alive for a bit over a hundred years I think he's capable of reading many different types of handwriting. But imagine his shock when he finds a one he actually can't read.

Malleus is a little old compared to humans we all know that, this man has seen lots of different types of handwriting but he's definetly used to different types of and extra cursive handwritings. So we'll go for chicken scratch for him!

I feel like he'd be the first one to ever send a letter in your relationship honestly! When he recieves back a letter our fae boy is smiling happily as he excitedly opens the letter only to pause and... try to read whatever language that is.

Will go to Lilia. Like, immediately. He is definetly going to make fun of you after that. No way Lilia is letting something like that slide especially when Malleus came to him all confused.

Nobody can tell me Lilia isn't used to terrible handwritings and can just zoom through what seems like gibberish.

Malleus will listen as Lilia reads the letter for him and he can just feel himself falling deeper and deeper for you.

He wants to see you afterwards immediatelly. He is now clingy, wants hugs, kisses and every kind of physical affection you can give him.

So what if he teleported to your dorm and is currently towering over your bed? Give him the love he deserves!

[thatdeadaquarius]

PART 2 - Genshin Impact SAGAU / Isekai: Gifts to Give Your Allogene!

ELEMENTS HERE: Dendro, Hydro, Cryo, Geo

Part 1 / Part 2 (you're here!)

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Sun: Gender Neutral Reader (they/them only)

Planet: General SAGAU / Isekai Stuff, Platonic Cuteness

Orbit: Headcanons-ish, a couple sentences for each

Stars: a little bit of everybody as of Baizhu/Kaveh update! including rare beloveds like Aloy! (I hope I got them all… at least the playable ones… ) Please understand that some characters are more “foreground” characters and have more screen time so I may have written some more for them because I knew them better!

Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: weapons for gifts?? 16+ Older Teen Audiences Advised, light cussing

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& Trigger Warnings: None Known.

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Edit 1/1/24: Hey I expanded on this in my Eldritch Fanfic Post Part 2, but I just wanted to vet the old posts and say I did do a form of exoticism by including the word "Huangdi" throughout this.

I've since replaced it for better readability with "Emperor" but I didn't want to erase my mistake like it never happened. I'm genuinely sorry about this, I never had ill intentions by including it, but regadless of intentions that's the impact of my actions. I'm absolutely going to be looking out for kind of thing in the future/get a sensitivity reader/a beta read from that culture to check me.

I hope you still enjoy my writing and can understand.

Dendro Allogenes:

Tighnari = with some help again to put magic into it, you give Tighnari some head coverings you sewed together that have the power of Cryo in them! So now he can actually see what plants are out in the desert, visit Cyno, or just enter the desert to his heart’s content, which, yes, his tail started unconsciously wagging after you explained what it was. “Oh! For me? Well I’ve taken to avoiding the desert if I can because of… wait a minute, you say it has cryo in it? What? How does that work?? You think it’ll genuinely help me in the desert?? You made it???” Tighnari’s ears are all twitching with excitement, and he’s holding the covering (that matches his clothes/dark green) like it’s a new plant for study, omg he pulled out his magnifying glass and everything-

Collei = so she’s actually a really good seamstress, and makes plushies a lot, esp for kids! but one day you found one of her first attempts, a ragged looking sort of pale pink bunny… her first attempt at a plushie Baron Bunny!! so you decided to mimic her design (still baron bunny but with a sort of Sumeru-like clothing on it), and sew her one! You made a whole day of it, eating together, going to the best spots to sightsee (for as long as Collei was up for it/not too tired) and then gifted her the plushie Baron Bunny! She accidentally let out a small scream that startled both of you tbh, and then snatched that shit so quick lmao, kicking her feet on the picnic blanket and everything! With your permission of course, Collei then tackled you for a hug lol, she ranted about all the little details and made you tell her several times over how you made it so she could make some more in the future too! She may or may not have talked about missing Amber and teared up… but then you redirected her attention to the bunny saying, it’s like a gift from Amber and you really! (you also added a function where, if you squeeze the Baron, it’ll dish out some healing power and some heat! …Collei tackle hugged you twice for that one)

Alhaitham = what a hard person to get gifts for, he’d probably be like “thanks��� no matter what you got him 😭, he means it tho, it would just be underwhelming… but on the bright side, he definitely seems like he’d show a deeper appreciation for handmade gifts! Since you learned how to make one for Yoimiya, you decide this calls for another handmade hammock (also bc Teyvat doesnt have hammocks)! You painted symbols like green crystals and geometric patterns, but also lions and a golden Palace of Alcazarzaray for Kaveh, and your symbol, the eight point star (like the four point but with flare/not like the jewish symbol with equal points lol)!! So that way he can keep lazing away, and avoid people more comfortably lmao, and also if he is going to do that, he doesnt have to sit on rocks or hard structures for hours reading, and you hope it’s encouragement for him to spend time outside/take a break and nap! (Haitham knows that’s part of why you gave him this, even if you didn’t say it, and so he makes a point to do that more often to make you happy, take the advice for his health) oh look, after thoroughly looking at your craftsmanship for 10 minutes, you got a smile in addition to a “thanks”, damn, that’s actually how you know he likes it a lot <3 :)

Nahida = you remember vaguely from Nahida’s storylines/friendship levels that she loves games, and so you collect her a nice deck for Genius Invokation TCG! You also made her a cute bag and container for it, her bag is a rose maple moth crocheted bc really this was an excuse to just make the cutest character in Sumeru look even cuter, (like this, i tried very hard ok, bc this doesnt exist yet, im shocked) The first image is most correct, (imagine the face and stuff is cuter/simpler) as that’s also the backpack part! Her eyes were so big when you handed it to her, (you honestly were shocked they even could get any bigger lol). She jumped up and down excitedly with the backpack on (ur fucking heart, just like you intended, the wings flapped around and everything <333) you are also currently working on a luna moth (the pale green moth) in case she wants it to match her outfit more! even tho Nahida insists something handmade once is enough, you can see the childish yearning in her eyes, like a kid trying to say no to a toy that’s being offered right in front of them lmao

Kaveh = pretty girls deserve pretty things, and you were definitely feeling the pressure to make something high quality enough for Kaveh, tho u know he’s sweet enough that he’d appreciate anything you’d take the time to handmake (and tbh.. it sounds a little arrogant, but ur hoping something so cared for by what he, or at least most people see as some kind of all-powerful god above the archons, will boost his self-esteem/confidence in his own worth more, or at least let him know one more person cares about him…) so you didnt make it super detailed, and you put a note on it too to let him know your not as great at that as he would be, but you made a model of the part of the teapot house you’re going to design for him! Like a sort of sneakpeak, you made a small lookalike of Alhaitham and his house, but filled it with decor like if Howl didnt hoard all the cool shit in his room in Howl’s Moving Castle, but instead spread it out, and sort of used your modern taste for layout, (not the ugly ass corporate aesthetic) and a small garden. You also made nearly all the decor and stuff something interesting (like some primogem strings, they can be pretty small, for string lights, lampgrass from Mondstadt that he’s never seen etc.) and while you very shyly handed him the model at first, he was practically vibrating with excitement!! “You made this?! Oh of course I don’t expect perfection, it looks wonderful so far, especially if this was your first attempt!!” Kaveh has like sat down, and is delicately holding it and looking around, and when you tell him it’s an actual space, meant for him, he gently sets down the model and grabs you by the shoulders, “Show. Me. Now. …please?” looking at you with very determined puppy dog eyes lol

Yaoyao = …idk what you expected. It was so obvious. A crocheted bunny backpack. brown, so it matches her, since her basket was brown, or you could leave off the feet, whichever u prefer, and anyway, Yaoyao is always doing things for others, so the little girl was so cute and pink when you actually gave her something instead! (once again, using ur old trick of making the person think u need something then shocking them with a handmade gift instead hehe) She IMMEDIATELY switched it out for her basket and has pretty much converted to using it full time! (tho when she needs the more solid one she’ll still wear it, she just alternates, esp if there’s some occasion she’ll deffo wear the bunny backpack, it’s her “fancy god-made bunny backpack!”)

Baizhu = the doctor isn’t one to talk about himself a lot, so you weren’t sure what he would like other than some new tea… but you wanted to make it yourself so while you were a little disappointed it was just a basic pet gift, you wanted to maybe put a little extra into it so maybe Changsheng will use it and Baizhu will think it’s cute! You crocheted a little pet pod/cave for her to hang out in (imagine this but a Jueyun Chili hehe) and it also has a little crocheted vine rope so the little Jueyun Chili cave can be hung from things, or even tied onto Baizhu’s apron/hold it like a purse! That way Changsheng doesn’t always have to drape across his shoulders/has somewhere to retreat! When you shyly showed Baizhu and Changsheng, he literally clapped, so did Qiqi lol (he usually does those tiny smiles… but this one was the brightest most genuine you’ve ever seen, even in game…!!) You find that Baizhu’s eyes look like that type of person’s eyes were they just look like “happy”, like there’s a little fond sparkle in his eye. Changsheng was all like “about time I got something instead of him! I’m basically an assistant too y’know! …thank you very much, my Emperor.” (if you’re NOT squimish of snake pics, pls look at this cute smile Changsheng would give)

Hydro Allogenes:

Barbara = …so even Barbara was a little hesitant at first, but came around to the idea after some convincing, and some encouragement (and showing her she was capable of it) but you basically ….may ….or may not have… found a loop hole for her being a catalyst? So, thru a lot of persuading Barbara to train with you and Childe (who also thought it was amusing to see such a young girl who’s literally a nun and a singer do this) you got Barbara to make water bombs! Like her circle of notes that float around her when healing, she sings and gestures and similar to her ult, (but like Childe’s E-skill it just switches between the two), the notes fly out and explode in the direction she sings/aims! You wanted to remind her of her old dream of being recognized, and wanting to help in battle in a more combat way, and besides, you’re sick of women getting regulated to the healing magical role in games/anime fantasy, so yeah. You and Childe are literally evilly giggling to each other in the background as Barbara sends quater notes and lines of music that explode (like how water can sharpen and cut things like Childe’s blades? Yeah he taught her that) so intensely that it cuts into the Pyro Lawlachurl, bringing it to its knees- Barbara accidentally cuts its head off as the finishing blow. While she gasps in a little fear, but mostly shock, Childe jumps up and down and starts cheering.

Mona = got sparkly eyes, nearly snatched the gift out of your hand, you made her some awesome earrings from the character banner wishes! All pretty ombre pink and blue they swirl and look so pretty framing Mona’s face, she only wears them on special occasions despite your claim of everyday use, they also help her figure out where the clearest view of the night sky each night but glowing brighter and brighter when she gets closer to seeing clearly, Mona is almost? weirdly envious?? for her past self that had to suffer thru all the inconvenient cloudy nights lmao

Childe = like anon said, a new pair of knit gloves, using the fur from the snow king boar! he’s amazed they never wear out now, and he totally uses them as an excuse to hold your hands all like “I just can’t get over how soft they are, feel them, you did amazing comrade! even better than some Snezhnayan shops!!”, exactly what you expect he’s leaning into your face and everything- 🙄

Xingqiu = an ao3 account you had a hard time with Xingqiu’s, afterall, he’s from a wealthier family, so he can get mostly what he wants, and you don’t wanna just get him another book… so you kidnapped him to Inazuma! (idk if this is canon, or happened in an event or smth I missed idfc) So, you also kidnapped Albedo for this trip, so that Xingqiu could actually see the impact his writing made overseas! While you intended for this trip to make Xingqiu feel better abt his writing, (and to help Albedo feel appreciated too, despite him not expressing much low self-esteem in his art, compliments heaped upon him def cant hurt, plus u can see him go pink too hehe) you also wanted to surprise him with a author book signing! If he was up for it, of course, which he “I absolutely, definitely, certainly am, my liege!” Kid’s practically hopping in place, as you get him all ready for his book signing (and not rlly Albedo bc he’s always fucking perfect, u dont have to do shit, even his messy hair looks nice 💀) …you also may or may not have given him some hair decorations (to help his asymmetrical cutting, not that it looks super bad, but for a change at least)

Yelan = …it’s official. You are intimidated. It’s only pretty hydro women and Ayato from here on, on your “Gift List”. Needless to say, like a few other allogenes, you wouldn’t know shit about this woman if you didn’t read her lore… it’s not a fine replacement, you don’t think, but with (lots of almond tofu, and osmanthus wine too) dev access to help you, you created another bracelet for Yelan. Inscribed (just like the heirlooms) inside simply says “You Are Not Alone”, with your eight star symbol following after (like a four star but with some flare, and also not the Jewish star lol), it glows an otherwordly gold, a contrast to the bright blues of the other bracelet. Its function is a geo shield, to protect Yelan and any teammates nearby when it’s activated, she can also leave the shielded area in one spot, so she can do her e-skill and still protect people. You’d just casually asked her to meet up with you one day in that teahouse you know she runs for intel, and when you presented her the bracelet, she held it delicately, saying nothing as she examined it, reading the inside. A small smile tugged her lips up, and she slips it on as she sips her tea, “…Well, I’ll have to show this to present this one to the family shrine, I think this more than makes up for the heirloom I failed to keep. A replacement from the Guide of Teyvat themselves… Thank you, my Emperor, for this handwrought gift you bestow upon a mortal such as me. …and thank you, for not leaving me alone.” Yelan bows a little in her seat, sharp blue eyes more softened than you’ve ever seen her, trained on yours. Her hands are together in that same praying motion that gives you the weirdest sense of deja vu…

Kokomi = so you don’t know much about her, as the it seems the character lore for Kokomi you can remember was… lacking, to say the least. Hoyo definitely plays favorites, BUT YOU DON’T!! At least when it comes to gift givining so everyone feels appreciated, you got a pretty book (handmade or bought) and got it/made it kinda small, like the size of the book in her idle animation, bc turns out that’s her diary of sorts. You know the priestess feels if she expresses any opinions that her people will just take her side, or her word as… well, a divine priestess, the weight of her title you suppose. She also keeps track of how many spoons she has! Like what things drain her, and what things make her feel better (big social interactions vs. reading a war treaty book by herself for example) So you made her a bullet journal! (here’s one of my favorite bullet journal youtubers, here’s a flipthru of her completed journal) you didn’t fill out the whole thing, just some example pages, to show her the possibilites! …you were kinda worried bc she turned away at first after delicately accepting it, and since it was just you two, she allowed herself turn back around and start excitedly chatting your ear off as she leaned in- and wow. Kokomi’s eyes really are, dreamy, like cotton candy… and they’re so much prettier when she smiles…

Ayato = …you know exactly what to do. Interrupting his busy schedule (and only actually taking one day out of it actually bother him so he can have the others as a secret vacation hehe) to come over to the Kamisato household and homemake some boba drinks for him, Ayaka, and Thoma to try! Mostly Ayato tho, you got all the syrups, the milks teas, the boba, and luckily, were able to get some help from Xiangling in experimenting in making… popping pearls! (they’re edible boba pearls that are actually filled with juice/syrup flavors and burst on your tounge when you barely bite them! they’ve very sweet, and Inazuma definitely didn’t have any different pearls other than tapioca, those squishy black pearls you see in his regular boba tea) …Ayato is literally holding your hand like he’s about to drop to one knee, this man is down bad for boba (and you) and… are those tears?! Is he tearing up?! “I can’t believe… THE Akitsu Mikami… blessed me, personally, with boba?? With NEW boba teas and pearls I’ve never even seen?! …Thank you, my beloved emperor!” Mans has quite literally gotten on his knees, but bc he’s so tall, he can still comfortably hold both your hands in his bigger gloved ones …Thoma is desperately trying to get Ayato up, Ayaka is getting onto her brother in the background.

Candace = it’s not exactly a traditional gift… but the reason Candace doesn’t wear a lot of her jewelry or finery is because of the hard job she has as a Guardian/in the desert, so you figured giving her more things she can’t even really wear wasn’t the way to go.. So instead! You gather a journal or advice from Ningguang, Keqing, Yelan, Zhongli, and all the others in the Qixing who were willing to help you, and kidnapped Ganyu for a sight seeing trip! (since u and Ganyu has that whole “in between two very different worlds” bond) You brought Ganyu because you know if anybody would be good at managing something/getting it started (like the music fest back for Lantern Rite… that I missed bc I dont understand how lantern rite works 😭😭😭 VIOLENTLY SOBS ITS BEEN 2 YEARS AND I HAVENT GOTTEN A SINGLE LANTERN RITE U GUYS-) it would be Ganyu herself! …and to also give her a break. See Aaru Village suffered from little to no economy before Candace finally negoiated with the elders to let Sumeru merchants travel into town/buy from them/sell to them, but she’s had a rough time keeping the old coots from being dicks about it since, …and it’s also hard to convince the younger generations to come back after many wanted to see the outside world because of this… So what better what to solve two birds with one stone?? GANYU!! And all the economy and business advice you could gather form Liyue! You hope that the village flourishing (and helping Candace cut down on shady merchants) would impress the older generation, yet also get more money in the town so they can dress it up a bit more (like fixing unsteady bridges, also u kidnapped Kaveh to help revitalize their cultural architecture buildings back into life/or help make the simple buildings just prettier) Now Ganyu and her are besties (Candace rlly needed another friend besides just Dehya alone to come out and see her in the desert) and the adepti was very willing to come visit her and Aaru Village to help the economy maintain its footing/run smoothly, and Kaveh also comes and works on it/checks on her/the village! …When you initially showed all the plans to Candace, saying it’ll impress the old by bringing back old designs/architecture plus interest/satisfy the younger generations to know their hometown is advancing and make it more appealing to come back to… The Guardian puts her shield and spear off to the side, she lowers her head, and greets you, bc u kinda just started rambling without saying hello- whoops- , “Salaam aleikum Qore, **I have already become the first Guardian to have been blessed by the gods, to receive this Vision was the only aid I could turn to in trying to help my village, my community… but to be blessed once more? I would never have dared to dream, let alone the Ogdoad Qore… I am grateful on behalf of myself, my village, and all of King Deshret’s people. …truly, I did not expect a gods eyes to turn favorably upon us since my ancestors’ time. Thank you, my Qore.” You just give her a smile back, she taught you the return phrase, so you hope it’s appropiate, “Waaleikum us salam.” :)

Nilou = This woman is consumed by dancing, other than keeping the peace (well, within reason apparently bc she’s okay with a coup-) but you’ve heard how hard it can be on dancers, how plenty of them have to have strong muscles to perform consistently. So, using adepti magic, you’ve enchanted this minakari you’ve painted (a type of metalwork that’s then painted by artists, on Earth countries like Iran, India, Afghanistan, Pakistan make them) like the teapot! It’s a small island that has a dance studio, and more importantly, a spa with hot springs, a sauna, and a room full of medical supplies dancers would need like salves, heating/cooling pads (using pyro/cryo), and space for stretches! Overall, just a place for her to get away from all the people and to heal her body up for the next performance, and after getting it all prepped/packed up with supplies, and showing it to Nilou… she literally had her hands over her mouth the whole walk around the rooms and showing her everything. Nilou had already been shocked you’d painted her a minakari piece, let alone all this! Like some others, she was quick to drop the formalities, and before you could even say “I hope you like it!” she was wrapping her arms around you and squeezing as tight as she could, tearing up and saying how happy she was that someone understood how hard dance can be on the body and how hard it can also be to take care of yourself, and how she can’t possibly show her gratitude- wait a minute. She’s pulled back and gripping you by the shoulders, not even bothering to wipe her eyes, before she swears to give you a dance every year with all the culmination of her work as she learns and makes newer and better dances!! <3

Cryo Allogenes:

Kaeya = horses so he’s actually a calvary captain- you actually wanted something that’d emphasize the handmade part of the gift, to really let Kaeya know somebody out there really cares about him, cares about him in the way that they’ll sit down and think of an idea and think of him, and then work for hours, sewing, drawing, crafting something just for him, to happy about. You make him a small, pocket sized photobook, and have a picture of every person who cares about him in all the slots, and near the end, from his last birthday where you gathered everybody together to celebrate, is a photo of Jean, Klee, Albedo, Sucrose, Venti, Rosaria, Noelle, Amber, even Eula, Diona, Mika, Barbara, and Mona came! But most importantly, you got Diluc to host it at Angel’s Share, and after some convincing, got him to get in the picture, you’re slightly off center, sandwiched by Kaeya and Diluc, where Kaeya is mid-laugh at the center, having just seen Diluc’s embarrassed face. It’s the last one in the mini album, and each photo has an even small message at the bottom, giving Kaeya a message from everybody, just for him. At the very end, with the group photo just before, is one of yourself and him posing together, you having taken him out roaming Mondstadt for the perfect picnic spot, just to give an excuse why you wanted a picture with him. And at the time, he found it a little suspicious, but was just flustered enough he let it slide. But now, opening and unfolding this tiny album, full of smiling friends and caring words, Kaeya gives a small, watery chuckle, you’ve left him a message too. “Take care of yourself Kaeya, because someone out there really cares about you. :) “

Rosaria = After seeing her “nun” outfit, there’s no doubt in your mind that Rosaria is yearning for clothes closer to her preferred aesthetic. So, using your knowledge of punk clothes and modern goth religious aesthetics, you’ve made some pieces for her to try! Some black pumps with metal crosses for heels, yes they’re sharp and this nice shawl with beads, and finally, a nice lacy skirt (no you did not make fucking lace, jesus christ, you’re not a miracle worker, despite the belief of some teyvatians-). All of which, wow, got Rosaria to give you an honest to god… smile. A full, genuine smile from Rosaria… yeah that made all your hard work worth it.

Eula = a book on common manners so Eula is actually great at cooking! So what better chaos to gift to her other than introducing her to Xiangling! Especially since you’ve given the young Liyuean cook recipes from your own world for her to try out, she’s been on a rampage of new things, and so what better new experience than a cook from an entirely different country? You also made a small book of recipes (look up how to make a zine book on youtube it’s actually kinda easy) from your world, different from Xiangling’s because you thought Eula would like different recipes than her. …So needless to say you were then being berated by two chefs for not sharing all the recipes lmao, tho that really just gave them reason to share recipes! Also any new spinoffs Xiangling’s already made from the initial ones you gave her, and now Eula not only graciously thanks you for the recipes, but also her new pen pal! :)

Diona = So, to prep for this gift, you forced converted the Cat’s Tail to a non-alcoholic cat cafe during the daytime, and only in the evenings do they start serving alcohol/cats put up. You also got onto Margaret for hiring a child to make alcohol, so instead have Diona work better hours, and only during the cafe time, so she’s not making alcoholic drinks either. (you also checked in on child labor laws in Mondstadt, and ran some paperwork by Jean just in case) But most importantly, you teach Diona all kinds of new drink recipes to make, like Shirley Temples, smoothies, etc. You even (once again, by getting help from Xiangling and Diluc) made a drink for hangovers, but more importantly, helped her make one called “Sober Up” which magically flushes out the alcohol out of someone’s body, so Diona can finally sneak people a drink that (while still cursed to be well-made since Diona made it) is a trip to drink lol, it’s like a blast of carbonation/electricity to the system and will typically make most people very nauseous (but since magic’s doing it, they dont need to throw up, they’re just sick feeling for an hour depending on how much they drank). Diona nearly cried after she saw the effect on hungover customers, and immediately started sneaking them into her father’s drinks, so now he’s leaning more toward sobriety most days, and after finding out what Diona did, started to talk to his daughter more. The next time you see her, and ask after her father, she just wraps her little arms around your waist, the highest she can reach, you hug her back.

Chongyun = for prep for this gift, you painstakingly, slowly convince Chongyun to accept more and more moments of warmth, like trying some spicy food that’s gone cold, but just away from people so he can be silly out in the Liyuean mountains instead, and to try and use exposure therapy to try and get him used to yin energy/warm/excitable things, rather than the inefficient method of just avoiding it all (as it doesn’t always work/deprives him of so many nice things!! >:[ ). So that way! You can finally! Take him to have fun!!! You haul him (and Xingqiu bc the more the merrier) to go swimming in Luhua Pools, go jumping off all the peaks from one to another paragliding, using cryo to surf down waterfalls, and most importantly, go to a hot springs at the end of the day! Chongyun was worried about them being too hot and activating his yang energy, but you all agreed he had been training to get used to it, so now he when he goes to try it, he just relaxes into the heat. He could feel the tug to get out and run in circles and get excited, but finally, Chongyun could just choose to sit and relax into the warmth with friends instead :)

Ganyu = if I had a nickel for every woman In teyvat who just needs a break I’d be fucking rich …Obviously, a day off. But an ACTUAL day off, with work regulated to others, and unless there’s an Osial level incident 2.0 (fuck his wife, you put Shenhe on duty to protect Liyue just in case) NO ONE. IS. TO. DISTURB. GANYU’S. FIRST. VACATION. IN. DECADES. You get her to show you the prettiest viewing spots in Liyue, and as you go, tell stories from your life on Earth, showing her pictures on your phone (from both the internet and ur photos), to show her how mortal you are on one hand, but then how different you are here, upgrading her weapons and artifacts, and most importantly, her gift, a Teyvat modified cellphone! Albedo and you had been working together for months to try and make something close enough to connect ur two worlds, while introducing him to adeptal magic and other powerful objects like primogems and wishes that you have to help power it, that way the only other person who might understand immediately how it feels to be (literally lol) caught between two worlds can always rely on each other! …Ganyu cried. Yep, tears down her cheeks and everything, “…I- I- don’t even- even know what to say? All this, telling me about your mortal world, helping me get stronger, and now- now this? I may not have much to give in return, other than my company and my bow… but should you ever need me, or even wish for me, I will hold you as steady as I hold together Liyue itself, my Emperor." Ganyu’s smile is so, so, so pretty, and all the prettier now that her soft blue hair and sweet eyes are framed by the sunset, like it’s her own gift back to you.

Qiqi = A backpack for herbs! You’ve made sure to stitch her name into it so in case she forgets it’s hers, she’ll just see her name again, and lots of little pockets so she can carry all the herbs/make deliveries, it looks a little like this but with a goat instead of cow, and some cocouts lmao, literally a “coco-goat” milk backpack! She is now the cutest person in Liyue, everyone agrees, nearly every single person who comes into Bubu Pharmacy gives Qiqi a compliment now, and Baizhu will periodically take a break just so he and Changsheng can coo at her lmao (Qiqi made sure she wrote down in her notebook in big letters next to your name “This person made my cocogoat backpack, remember to thank them during prayer times, and collect lots of fresh herbs for them”)

Shenhe = It’s kind of a lot, but really, at this point, you’ve done more for some of the others so this probably isn’t even scratching the surface of how big of a gift you can give, so why not. Going full steam ahead, you furnish her a house at the edge of town, so that she’s not overwhelmed by all the human traffic/people, but still close enough to make the friends she wants! When you first show her the dining/living room so plenty of guests can come over, and begin to tour her through it, the strongest woman you’ve probably ever known gently holds your shoulders and stops you from speaking, and turns you to face her, Shenhe’s eyes are sharp with observation as they roam your face, and then settle on your own wide eyes. Her eyes soften, and a small smile warms her usual stern face, (idc how tall you are, she’s taller, I fucking promise) as she leans down a little to look at you closely in the eyes, “Thank you for being a kind god. You did not have to be so generous to me, and yet here you are. If you ever feel like you’re an outsider in Teyvat, in any country or company you find yourself in, please, promise me you’ll come here. Come home to me?” ✨💘✨

Ayaka = You manage to get her away from her duties to take her out to Sumeru! Mostly so you can introduce her to Nilou, see her performance, and the flourishing arts that now fill Sumeru City’s streets, and more importantly, a dress you made so she could dance with Nilou + dance on stage, she wasn’t confident enough/didn’t want to dance for a crowd, so it’s just you three or just you two after awhile. Ayaka looks the happiest she’s been in awhile, more so than you ever saw in game, and it’s… almost like a breath of fresh air to see her away from what you felt was such an isolating environment, even after the Vision Hunt Decree was over. For her last dance, Ayaka does so alone, a little after the sun has set, so it’s all blue, and the stars are coming out, finally, you get to see an even better version of the dance she gave the traveler that night. She only opens her eyes at the end, to give you the giddiest smile you’ve ever seen on her, cheeks cute and plumped up bc she’s smiling so hard, and bows to you (Ayaka’s thanked you a million times, but she doesn’t need to, you can feel how happy she is just from this)

Mika = THE BOY!! One of the most boys to ever boy in all of Teyvat!! Your boy!!! :D What a boy, he nearly fainted when you handed over his gift one day, and you had to reach out and steady him, then hand him it again 😭 It’s similar to the Marauder’s Map, since you enchanted it (once again, what’s the point of dev access if I can’t make gifts for my skrunklies?) and since you don’t want it to end up in bad hands/get spyed on, it only shows itself with a phrase as well “I wish upon a golden star, to know this land as well as its player.” and it’ll show him everyone in public spaces in Mondstadt, not private homes, but like the plaza, the church, the Knights of Favonius, etc. He thanks you every single time he sees you for the map, as it’s both fascinating to him to have a proper well-drawn map of the city of Mondstadt (you copied it from the Teyvat in game map, but there were some buildings missing bc they’re more real here/more fleshed out as a irl city) but that just made Mika even happier bc he can go and map them out!! Literally can’t talk to you bc all he’s saying is “T-TH-TH-THANK-THANK YOU ALL FURST-!!!” before running away most of the time lol

Layla = An embroidered tiny pillow for her to easily clip onto her bag/fit in it, and take on the go with her! (this but the text just says “Sweet Dreams Layla ♡” ) that you’ve also added scent to, including some sleep inducing magics, so she’s guarenteed to sleep well and efficiently when she uses it! She blushed so hard you thought she was sick at first when you gave it to her, and she also used the pillow as a shield to hide her face as she thanked you lmao, and she made you a pillow in return! …even if she thinks it’s not as good as yours, both craft wise and function, Layla worked for weeks on it! …lol now ur the one hiding ur face behind a pillow (this but they’re all plants of sumeru)

Aloy = …if you had a nickel for every person you’ve provided with a house, you’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird it happened twice… Poor damn heroine just got dragged from one world to the next, just as the last one finally was at peace, now she’s here in Teyvat, where nothing’s familiar, the entire world is set up different, people are nicer and more open here, and there’s still threats looming on its horizon. Needless to say, she is tired, and misses her own homeworld. You really wish on her behalf that Hoyo hadn’t done a crossover, but since she’s here, you figure you might as well make it easier on her. You’ve made another teapot-like adeptal magic container, so she can have a place all to herself, and given her a ticket to your own, afterall, if anybody knows what’s its like to get yanked to another world, specifically Teyvat, it’d be the travelers and yourself, and sure enough as time goes one, Aloy becomes closer with you all, and begins to finally feel a sense of familiarity, she wraps an arm around your shoulders the first time she saw you tried to make her own personal teapot place emulate her homeworld. The widest grin you’ve seen on her face, she gives you a squeeze, “It’s just been one adventure after the next, and when we started out, you were just another stranger in a world I didn't understand. But after everything we've been through, I can say this for certain: My bow is yours, now and always. Thank you for the second home, my king.” Aloy says teasingly, laughing at the face you make.

Geo Allogenes:

Noelle = goddamn when will the busy women trend END these poor souls Motherfucker, you’re gift to Noelle was to knight the damn girl yourself. No, but you nearly talked Jean’s ear off for an hour, after gathering evidence (both from eyewitnesses, and Noelle herself, including other knights and Jean herself) about why the literal fuck Noelle wasn’t a Knight of Favonius yet, and why she should be. After genuinely shaking Jean’s nerves a little, she agreed, and finally, Noelle was going to knighted along with any other potential recruits during the testing season, (as people with high reputations, which, once again, using your god status for all its worth, could recommend new recruits) but most importantly… You gave her a 5-star claymore, which, you do have to somewhat work on yourself physically in teyvat now, but your dev access lets you cheat a little (like the cooking meter on cooking dishes, you’re the goddamn cooking god when hosting guests hehe) so you also are allowed to edit it, like adding a Geo-bonus to the weapon itself! When the ceremony for knighthood was going, and pretty much all of Mondstadt came to finally see Noelle get knighted, you made a fun show of walking out where you were hiding and replacing Jean, to knight Noelle yourself. She’s gone completely red in the face, and is starting to sway a little in her down on one knee position, as you gently place the blade on both shoulders, and grin at her as you turn and pull out the claymore for her. She actually does end up falling over, pale as a ghost, whoops-

Albedo = internet access so he can become a fucking god basically the alchemist is a hard guy to make a gift for, another person you’re a little afraid high-quality handmade gifts would impress him more… so you worked hard, and eventually you managed to make three big notebooks for Albedo, one with lined paper, one bulleted, and one blank for sketches (you did the title page a decent sketch of his pretty face smiling and “For Albedo” underneath, and while that one had a picture, the other two had just the words) and you also loaned him your cellphone for awhile, and suggested the idea of a laptop to make for himself, as he already managed to get you connected to Earth’s internet again, that’s part of the reason you customized/made him notebooks, so he could research from the internet and write down any notes he wanted! …wow. you really did it. after explained all this, and leaving him notes about the laptop idea as loose paper stuck inside one of them, you managed… to get Albedo to… smile. At you. Like a FULL smile, pretty lips, wide smile, and flushed cheeks-!! Albedo caught the notebooks you almost dropped.

Ningguang = what do you get the woman that has everything? so you started to think of things that’d make an experience, and after remembering her lore about her making a chess game, you decided a board game would be good! And if you make the little pieces, it’d be one of a kind too! (she’s the type that really loves handmade gifts/as long as you put effort in it doesnt matter how “bad” it looks to her, she’ll believe it’s still good <3) …So you made a Teyvat version of Monopoly. You figured the business part would be in her realm of expertise, and maybe she could use it to play with business associates or friends, and of course, she’s a competitive woman, so she thinks it’s great, and even asked permission that a marketable version be made (one that’s not nearly as nice quality as hers from you obviously)! Ningguang also treated you very well as a thank you for making it for her, a nice dinner at Liuli Pavilion, with a useful gift of places you haven’t seen in Teyvat yet bc it’s more expansive now that you’re physically here!! You may have gotten over-excited about it… and she may have chuckled at you… and you may have gotten flustered after she rested her pretty hand on yours for nearly half the dinner as you stuttered thru and explanation of the game…

Zhongli = …what do you get the man that has everything (ningguang problem 2.0)?? Well, since you thought of something for her that was an experience a little bit, yet also one of a kind, you figured the same path for the previous God of Wealth/literally invented money/etc. would do, plus he’d the type to deeply appreciate handmade gifts too! Using a few chunks of Light Realm Core, 3 Masterless Starglitter, 1 Intertwined Fate, and 1 Condensed Resin, to make a nigh indestructible Ginko leaf hair pin, which also to replace his last pin, which while not broken, was getting old and beat up (he’s immortal he doesn’ notice these things unless they’re like magically long lasting items lol). But in a few spots are these peach beads like this instead of all white beads, like on the ring both have symbols of longevity, and are usally associated with immortals, you wanted to make something that’d also hold memories (hence the resin, from leylines) so if the erosion ever took him, Zhongli could hold the pin and see some of his favorite memories played back (like misty glittering gold projections)! When you told him all this, the materials, (he obv knew the symbols) and the intentions, and then handed him the gift, his soft smile got bigger and bigger, until you could see him small fangs (❤️‍🔥) and then he turned around? You were confused, until he look over his shoulder, his eyes flashing gold in the sunlight, “Will you do me the honor, my Emperor?” OH- you unclip his old geo cor lapis one, and pull his hair up into more of a low bun, and put the hair piece in. the golden ginko leaves chime softly in the breeze. The old god turns back to you (idc how tall you are, he’s taller, and he had to crouch a little so you could reach lol) and gives you that blinding, beautiful smile again, the kind that makes his eyes look warm and happy. He takes your hand delicately, like you’re made of something fragile instead of stars and magic stronger than any he’s ever seen, “Truly, you bless me too generously, my Emperor. Thank you, for caring for a forgotten god like me, for caring about my heart.” …Zhongli presses a soft chaste kiss to your knuckles, right on the middle finger’s knuckle, his lips are warm and so, so soft, like they’re barely even there. <3

Yunjin = a bit difficult because she’s so theater focused in life, but you figure since she does solo shows a lot, she’ll still be the one to benefit the most from your gift, you made some floating plaustrite lanterns to help heft some platforms for more stage space/cool effects! (this but a little more detail, you painted some bamboo and a few simple adepti on them) Like putting props up there or lights to aim on actors, or even actors themselves since the floating rock is steady enough! Yunjin practically squealed (which immediately made every actor in the vicintity be like “YUNJIN!! UR VOICE WILL GO HOARSE STOP-”) and gather the whole troupe to thank you! But she especially told you that although she already intended for you to have front row seats every time you came to see her plays, she especially wanted to get some stories from your life, or even just your favorites from Earth for her to perform for you!! (she even suggested that one of the platforms could be your special seat, like an opera box seat lol)

Itto = you know that belt buckle he wears that’s just an Oni head? Yeah, you made him a second belt but with a onikabuto beetle as the buckle instead! (kinda like this) but a small enough it’s not inconvenient and poking his stomach, which you definitely got a Inazuman blacksmith to help out, you mostly painted it, and when you show Itto the belt, mans literally just wraps his buff arms around you like a hug but then just starts spinning you rapidly, and lets out the highest pitch “EEEEEEEEEEE-!!!” you’ve ever heard him make (and you’ve given him a few trinkets before, so this is a new record wow). No, it doesn’t matter to Itto how much you weigh, have you seen his abs?! He says as he’s still got you a little off the ground, and is now walking away with your limp body and wearing his new belt, “This, and a proper meal to thank you are the bare minimum, my wonderful emperor! Come on, the gang’s already there anyway, you gotta try my Granny Oni’s food, and I’ll make something too! My best, most special, sandwich, Way of the Strong!! Y’know, because if anybody deserves it, it’d be the strongest, and sweetest, you!!”

Gorou = since teyvat isn’t exactly the pinnacle of advanced civilization, though there are some advancements sure like the Kamera, there are still a fair amount of things that’re just left up to locals to produce and make using whatever process they’ve got, regardless of efficiency, and one of those is soap. Yep, soap. Earth is more advanced when it comes to beauty products, but also hygiene products, and Gorou has a hard time maintaining his tail he’s said when he’s stressed/overworked. So, you used some knowledge from your interdimensional smartphone (love u Albedo) to find a homemade recipe to make soap! (…for dogs, but you don’t know if he’d find it offensive… so you don’t tell him LMAO) and you even made it a cute shape (just so when you handed it over, he’d open it and of course, go all red all the way down his neck even, hehe, (he secretly liked it)

You towards all of Teyvat, except it's not even their birthdays (idk if u want it to be it can)

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PLEASE LET KNOW IF ANY LINKS/PICS ARE INACCURATE FOR A CULTURE/MISLABELED ETC.

Me after writing all this:  _」(´ཀ`」 ∠)__

… so I may have hyperfixated a little too hard on this one.

Did the OG asker want this? …probably not…

Did anyone ask for this?? …no.

…did I do it anyway….…yes.

…sorry?

(I promise I only thought to do this because there are so many characters left out in favor of the more popular ones for most SAGAU posts, and bc i never want any of my babes to feel any less loved than any others if I was actually there in Teyvat… you get… this mess.)

sorry!

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Safe Travels,

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☆MY BELOVEDS☆

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche

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Snow Angel 7

Chapter 7: conserving Series Masterlist

low - medium honor Arthur Morgan x fem. Reader

Arthur has been living by himself, laying low (for real this time) somewhere in the Pacific Northwest. After the whole Pinkerton and Micah debacle, he has been hiding away, waiting for it all to blow over, occasionally getting letters from the people who still know that he’s alive. He’s been alone awhile and at first, he thought he could handle a little loneliness. He has been wrong before. Lucky for him, you look like the perfect thing to break up the monotony.

Warnings: dubious consent, low honor Arthur, darkish fic, a bit of naive reader minor character death, guns, reader has dated and period typical ideals, not very good ideas about men and marriage… if you want reader to be strong and a fighter… this is not for you sorry WC: 3676 Hiiii : ) so sorry for taking so long with this. I know I promised a really long chapter but instead, ive broken it up to keep it at a readable length and i will be putting out ch 8 later today to make up for taking so long, i hope you can forgive me 😔 I was so honored to see all of your lovely comments and feedback, im so happy, omg you have no clue, all of the little notes i got that were excited to see updates make me cry 🥹 Tags: no TB, weird but not that toxic relationship, some sweet arthur cuddle, arthur and his foul mouth : )

Arthur reveals a truth about himself.

Waking late in the night, there is a heavy presence behind you. On the verge of suffocating really, Arthur breathes; slow and even, asleep. It comes as a surprise to you that both of you fit in this tent; Arthur being such a large man. The fire crackles on and casts a deep orange glow still lighting the night around you. The warmth that surrounds you, however, comes completely from Arthur. It’s a little uncomfortable with him so close, the rough leather of his gun belt presses into your lower back. You wiggle, but he hardly stirs. But you can’t help to appreciate the heat he wraps you up in, the simple pleasure it gives you to have him hold you so close.

Your thoughts wander in the opposite direction of your appreciation. You think of carefully slipping out and going to your horse, leaving Arthur at this camp alone. But you opened your big mouth and told him where you and your parents lived. There’s no way you can keep Lucky very quiet, he would snort and stomp around grumpily. 

If Arthur woke while you were leaving, he would be furious. Worse then, is the idea of him waking up, cold, searching for you. Your stomach sours at the thought of Arthur waking alone. How angry he would be, how lonely. Maybe you would be lonely without him too. Would you miss him? Miss his lustful acts, his kisses? His overbearing presence, his heavy warmth? 

Some part of you can’t go back to the ignorance you had before. The innocence in not knowing entirely what he wanted with you when he took you to bed. You thought such an act to be sacred, reserved between man and wife, not just for pleasure, to feel so whole. It would feel like something was missing if you couldn’t have what Arthur had given you. It’s a strange thought, it makes your eyes scrunch shut. How awful a thought, that you need Arthur and all of the things he's done to you, that you want them to happen again. That you don’t want to leave him. 

Who knows if you’d even be able to lift Arthur’s arm off of you, anyway. He has a big arm slung over your hip, you imagine how he fell asleep holding your own sleeping form close to himself. It’s an oddly comforting thought, twisting your stomach with some sort of affection. He may not be traditional, may not be the perfect love story you had wanted when you were a girl. He hasn’t even been so bold or vulnerable to tell you that he loved you. But all of his actions point to some untold feeling that he harbors for you. You had never met a man who tried so hard to be with you, who met you and wanted nothing else but to have you at his side. 

Just as you’re about to drift back to sleep while thinking of him, Lucky starts to snort anyhow, nervous and shuffling. Somebody’s voice breaks the calm of your state immediately, like you’ve jumped in a cold river, shock freezes your limbs.

“Quiet, stupid animal,” a nasally male voice says over the sounds of the night and Lucky's anxious chuffing. You try to nudge Arthur, wiggling to face him but he only breathes deeply. You can hear the man looking through your things, pocketing items. You poke hard into Arthur, making him groan. 

He sees you when he groggily opens his eyes, face to face. He’s about to open his mouth when you shake your head, trying to convey your panic. His eyes stare confusedly and bleary from sleep. It’s not until he can hear the man rifling through the supplies on the wagon that he seems to understand. You see his features harden like tree sap, a look you’ve never seen on him before. He squeezes your hip, to comfort you, you think; before he sits up slowly, hand already on his revolver. He sleeps in his gun belt, as if already expecting some stranger to creep in on him. 

With an ease you didn’t think such a big man like him could have, he’s out of the tent and up on his feet. You can hear Arthur raise his gun and click the hammer back, making the man freeze. 

“Startin’ to miss when it was me doin’ the robbin’,” he says. The man turns so suddenly. You peek outside of the tent. You know Arthur wouldn’t want you to make yourself known but you can’t help but peek out of the thin sliver between the flaps. 

“Now, well, I was only hungry, ain’t ate nothin’ in three days! Slim pickin’s out here,” the man’s voice is strained. Arthur doesn’t falter. As if thinking over the man’s words, he hesitates. The burglar does look worse for wear but he did have every intention of taking all that he could carry. The panic wells in his eyes, the fear makes him shake. 

“I can give it back! No harm done, right?” He begins rifling through his pockets in an attempt to appease Arthur, but he fumbles, dropping something to the ground. Arthur’s words interrupts the moment. The thief puts his hands up. 

“Reckon you was gonna take more than a can of beans,” Arthur has his easy drawl to all of his words. His revolver doesn’t sway, doesn’t lower. It’s focused on the man. The calmness he possesses sucks the air out of the space. You think of his comment. He misses when it was him robbing others. He has done this before and he has no problem doing it again, holding his gun up at somebody, his commanding voice making his victim tremble in fear. 

A loud bang and a puff of smoke scares birds from their nests. You cover your ears and slip from where you were peeking down to your bottom. Arthur stows his weapon against the leather of his holster. Once you can hear clearly again, the gentle ringing of his spurs is all you can make out.

You come out, shocked at the sight of the thief crumpled on the ground. You’re almost afraid to look, walking up to where Arthur stands and the man lies in a pool of his own blood, soaking the earth underneath him. Arthur’s shot was perfect. Right in the center of his forehead. The contents of his skull leak out all over the floor of this clearing. Much too visceral for you. You cover your mouth. Nausea hits you, seeing such a disturbing display. You had never seen a dead man before. He has such an odd look on his features, his last moment of fear is stuck there on his face. His eyes look like they could still blink at any moment.

“Y’alright? Don’t look if it’s gonna make you cry, girl,” he’s picking through the man’s pockets, taking back the things he stole, a pocket watch and a coin purse from your saddle bag. “Damn rat,” he sighs, nudging the body in the side with his boot. He tosses all of the stolen goods into the back of the cart. 

Arthur has no reaction akin to yours, only indifference which borders on cruelty. His irreverent behavior has you flinching. You can’t seem to look anywhere else but at those lifeless eyes, at the hollow stare. It’s hard to say if the man deserved to have a hole in his head the way he did. 

 Arthur clicks his tongue in a small irritation when he notices you stuck to the scene, unable to look anywhere else but the vacant stare of the thief. He’s marching over and pulling you away, gently taking you into his arms. He puts himself between you and the body, til you can’t see it anymore. Comforting strokes down your back make you ease, albeit slowly. The fire flickers weakly, not much left to burn but daylight would be here within the next two hours. You sigh and let yourself sink into Arthur. It isn’t fair how warm he is with no coat on. 

“Alright, back to bed with you, too cold out here,” he’s ushering you back to the tent. 

“Are you coming back to bed?” You find your ask sounding more like a plea. You notice when it comes out of your mouth, your face warm. He shakes his head, shrugs on his coat. 

“Gotta clean up this mess, unless you like the extra company,” your face crinkles. How he finds humor after killing a man, you don’t understand. You kneel down to enter but turn around to look at the shape of Arthur in the fire light. Broad and dark, a shadow. 

“I-I don’t want you to go,” you don't look at first (out of embarrassment) but you do look up when your words make him stop in his tracks. He stops his dutiful striding. He looks over his shoulder but not turning completely. His posture before was upright and ready for action but with your words, he sags a little, putting his hand on his hip, huffing a barely audible chuckle. 

“Won’t take me too long,” he’s off and he picks up the body, up over his shoulder. As if it were a sack of potatoes or corn. His boots crunch in the snow, walking for a few minutes down into a thicket. You can hear him toss the body. No reverence. You don’t know how to feel. You’re sure that man wasn’t planning to kill you. Arthur could have let him go. But he had kept you safe. 

Arthur returns with little change in his attitude, letting the events of the night slide off of him, water over the scales of an alligator. He’s in the tent with you, more than happy to relax. Laying down, crossing one leg over the other. Like nothing has happened. He has his arm out for you to tuck into. You do, as always. How strange you are to take comfort and safety in the arms of a man who shot down another not even ten minutes ago. The both of you are strange, two mismatched people looking for comfort in one another. 

“You killed him,” you whisper in the night air, the sound of branches swaying in the wind is the only thing nature can give to break up the utter silence of winter. You say those words like you can’t believe he took a life so easily. Like instinct, a second nature. Arthur did seem to have something lurking just under the surface. Waiting for the right opportunity, the right provocation. 

“I did,” he has nothing else to say. As casual as anything else. You can’t find an argument to give him. A sigh escapes him, a slightly fed-up tone to it. “And you give a shit?” He’s a bit forceful, like he wants you to lash out at him, to tell him he’s a monster, a bad man. Your fingers tighten as they grip onto him. You settle into his warmth, his hold. Like a house cat. Your heart rate slips slowly into relaxation as you sigh against him.

“Never seen a dead man,” Instead you tell him the truth or as much as you can reveal of it. That you’re twisted enough to only remark on the fact that the man was a new sight. Your voice is a whisper, almost too quiet for him to hear.

A small tension in him is released when you say that.“ Lost count of how many I’ve seen,” he’s stating a simple fact. You wonder what he’s done in life to not remember how many men he’s seen like that, crumpled like an old newspaper and forgotten. You want to ask but you’re afraid of the answer after what he said earlier. 

Your hand is on his chest, head on his shoulder. You try not to think of that man’s head popped open, spilling on the ground. You must seem so childish to him. A sheltered girl kept from the world. You breathe slowly. Can hardly stand to sleep but Arthur lays awake with you. 

“Ain��t nobody else comin’, honey, just go to sleep,” he doesn’t sound exasperated. His voice feels like it's confined to this tent, so quiet. Like the world stops outside of the canvas woven around you. 

You don’t know why but you feel the sudden onslaught of emotions, some delayed fear rouses from the depths of you, washing over you in one big wave. You try to keep it from happening, feeling rather immature. Tears leak from you anyway. You grip onto Arthur before you start to cry, fingers scrunching into the fabric of his shirt and vest. 

You don't have the capacity to read Arthur for his reaction but you can feel him close around you, his scent, his gentle shushing. “You’ll be alright now, ain’t nothin’ to worry about,” The comment is a little awkward, unpracticed. But his desire to comfort you feels genuine. 

You sob into his chest, sniffling and curling in on him, overwhelmed. It takes you a while to come back, quieting down as he lays a kiss in your hair. He’s pulled you almost entirely into him, pressed flush against him. He pulls his riding gloves from his hands, untucks your shirt from where it's trapped underneath your riding pants. His hands are warm and rough, sliding over the give of your soft belly up to your back. His touch feels like hot tea with honey. Pleasing in this soft moment, where he holds you. 

You sniffle, wetting his shirt with your tears. You're so sapped of energy, barely able to keep your eyes open. Embarrassment unfurls in you too at the thought of you crying your eyes out on his shirt. 

“Got a little crybaby, don’t I?” He’s poking fun, not too mean spirited. However he still derives joy from seeing you tuck into him, hiding your face shyly. 

Arthur doesn't say much after that. Tucking you into the safety of his shoulder. You listen to his lungs fill with air. You don’t know how he can be so cruel in one moment and so docile in the next, he’s a completely different person.

You adjust so that your noses almost touch, his eyes snap open when he senses you looking at him. 

Perhaps a day or two ago, you would have minded more if your thoughts wandered to him kissing you, messy and loving despite your situation. But all you want is for him to kiss you. Though heat climbs up your neck and cheeks, you still find yourself wishing he just knew what you wanted, too embarrassed to tell him. You could only imagine the smug smile he would have, he probably wouldn’t give in either, he’d make you beg or some other humiliating act. He’d revel in your shyness. 

He doesn't seem to realize your desire. You have no desire to share it in a verbal manner or an actionable one either. Though you're not brave enough to initiate a kiss with him, you know he likes it when you touch him. 

And you do. Up his chest, to his cheek, the stubby hairs poking the delicate skin of your finger tips. Your touch makes him react too, makes his eyes relax, the smallest sigh leaves his lips. With you touching his face, he finally fulfills your wish, pressing so close, lips chapped but the flick of his tongue adds a bright warmth. The contact sends your heart into a frenzy. Why you're so happy, why you enjoy it so much isn't such a mystery anymore. You've started to internalize his words, how he'd be your husband, how he’d take care of you. And that’s all he’s done so far; taken care of you. 

He pulls you so close, grabbing everything he can, squeezing at the flesh that gives on your hips and bottom. His tongue pushes past your hesitance, licking into your mouth. You let him lay claim to you in every way he wants to. After he’s had his fill, he holds your face in his hands. Your fingers skim down to where you can feel his heart the strongest. You can taste the tobacco he smoked earlier. Playfully, you pull away, pushing your smaller hands against him. For a moment he’s displeased until you open your mouth to speak.

“You taste bitter,” your whisper is quiet and he grins at you. 

“There a problem? Wasn't me pulled out that cigarette,” 

You shake your head, a smile breaks on your lips. You bite your lip before kissing him anyway. From the feel of it, he smiles too. ‘That's what I thought’ is mumbled against you before his tongue meets your own again.

 It's euphoria that breaks up on your tongue like candy, melts away and slides down your throat. The soft sounds you make are returned with his own sighs and groans. Your kiss has him as close as he can be but you want him closer. The thought of him killing sours the moment for only a second before you rush to right his wrongs for him. Your valiant protector, keeping danger away at all costs. Every second between you two, you savor. You know that he would do anything to keep you safe now. 

“Arthur…” he hums; calling his name can't pull his attention away from trailing his mouth down to your chin and the underside of your neck. Giggles come from your lips, his beard tickles the sensitive area of your neck and face. He rights himself so he can bow over you, open mouthed kisses on your neck turn into a startling sting when he latches on your skin. You vainly push at his shoulders, whining, but he won't stop until he's satisfied. You don’t understand why he’s kissing so rough, too weak to push at him enough. When he pulls away you stare up at him, no doubt making a pout that he touches with his thumb. 

“That hurt,” You rub at the spot, wet with his spit. His smug grin doesn't drop at all. He just finds your confusion endearing. 

“Jus’ gotta make sure you know you’re mine, s’all,” He says, as if his actions were an obvious reality. His words touch some unknown part of you, sensitive to his odd sentiments. Even though theyre dipped in his usual cool attitude, a breathy chuckle that betrays him. He liked that more than he let on.

“Yours,” you say, almost offhandedly but the simple word has Arthur looking at you. In the dark, you can't see much but you can hear his breathing pick up. That urge of his to utterly possess you is stoked like a fire, burning brighter. He bears down on you, face so close to yours. You can feel the ridge of his uneven nose bump your cheek. 

“Supposed to be puttin’ you to bed, girl,” He speaks like you're a tempting thought, a seductress. Nothing you do strikes you as particularly flirtatious but you might try your hand at it.

“What would you do instead?” you ask, knowing what he would have in mind but teasing him would do him no harm. 

“You're messin’, playin games with me,” He sees right through you. Arthur is always too aware to have one pulled over on him. All of your bravery has drained from you, you might have liked getting a rise out of him but Arthur is obviously a man not to be tossed about. Not so easily anyway. His words have you looking away, even in the dark but his hand guides your face back up. He looks down at you but he grumbles. “This tent is too goddamn small for this, maybe I can fuck on you proper in your bed. With your folks in the next room, on a little bed you had since you were a girl no doubt,” He flops down onto his back again, pulling you so you’re at his side, tucking an arm underneath you. His laugh rumbles through his chest, his hand playing with the edges of your hair, sliding over your shoulder. You feel your face heat and a worried look pull your brows into each other. You smack his chest lightly, feeling scandalized at the mere thought.

“We-You can’t do that, Arthur!” That petulant tone to your voice embarrasses you even more than his perverted statements. A scratchy whine, childish. 

“And why the hell not? Must be big enough to bend you over the damn thing,” He scratches nonchalantly at his chin, as if discussing the weather. “I’m tired anyway, your little pussy cat can suck the milk outta me tomorrow,” His vulgar words make you turn away. How undignified they are. But you can’t deny how they make you feel. He has a chuckle, thick with his puffed up pride. 

He sighs and adjusts himself. The thrill you get at thinking of doing such a thing with your parents in the same house makes you sick. You had never dreamed of doing something so deplorable. 

“Arthur, you- you’re-” 

“I’m what?” His voice is gruff in your ear as he presses up behind you, turning so that he can hold your body close to his chest. You can feel how big he is like this, how you are nowhere near the very length of him laid out at your back. 

“Disgusting,” He huffs a small laugh against the curve of your ear lobe, tickling your hair. 

“Do I revile you? My poor princess,” It's only a little sarcastic, his arms tighten around you, comforting. You realize that he has completely distracted you from your outburst, from the incident with the thief. The exchange with him has pulled you away.

You hold his arms around you, brushing over his roughened and dry knuckles. Relaxing on him has his words stopping there, ready to soothe you to sleep. Just as you're slipping into slumber, Arthur mutters a ‘G’night,’ to you, kissing your hair. 

Thank you for reading ! Arthur is such a weenie omg, arthur and his nasty mouth, i love him your honor. i would be so happy to cuddle with him, omg, cuddle with arthur is perhaps a transcendental experience, i think. sorry i made reader a weenie in this chapter but i mean if i saw arthur blow some guys head off, i think id be kind of 😶 as well. either way i would probably just think it was kinda hot at the end of the day like my man is a murderer 🥹💖 pardon him of his crimes : ) cant wait to show you guys ch 8 tomorrow !!!

[daftpatience]

Andréa!!! I wanted to let you know that seeing your fountain pen posting got me to cave in and I ended up getting a TWSBI ECO, the transparent purple was too pretty to resist. I now feel like a little bug dancing around as I wait for it to arrive. 🦟🦗🦟🦗🦟

Do you have any ink recommendations? I got Diamine Eclipse based on a friend, but some of the blues you use are really gorgeous!

YAY OMG!! thats so awesome!!

diamine is a really good brand!!! i hope the ink is sm fun ooo

ty for appreciating my bluesss!! im gonna do a big pen ramble AS I TEND TO DO SO IM PUTTING IT UNDER A READMORE!!! ink photos and reccs ahoy!!

here's every blue and the one purple i own!! i've gone and tweaked the 1st image to better reflect the colours (at least to my eye and computer screen, it may differ from screen to screen!) and i'll include an unedited photo too. i'll go over each one to attempt to capture their real life qualities:

Pilot Iroshizuku ama-iro: this ink is so bright it practically leaps off the page! it feels so much like staring into the deep blue of a swimming pool on a bright sunny day. i smile everytime i see it.

nagasawa onomatopoeia puka puka: this colour is super hard to capture. (in the unedited photo it's got some weird saturation going on + it's a little thin looking in both photos but in real life it's quite solidly readable) the shade of blue is this really special pastelly powdery blue that i think really neatly matches the 'tenshi kawaii' aesthetic or like, cinnamoroll merch. i adore it deeply.

pilot iroshizuku tsuki-yo: this ink is like, imagine the deep green-blue of a lily pad pond in the moonlight. that's how nice it is.

j. herbin diabolo menthe: as bright and miku-y as it looks. this one doesn't shade like the rest of the inks here, so it makes a pretty solid line.

takeda jimuki kyo-no-oto hisoku: this one is very dear to me. it's very much reminiscent of a cold churning ocean on an overcast day. i can basically feel that cold salty ocean mist when im writing with it ^u^ of all the inks here, this is the only one that has given me any problems, though - it's a tad on the dry side and the pens ive inked it with are more likely to hard start on me. not a dealbreaker exactly but good to know i think. the rest of these inks are very smooth juicy inks.

waterman paris tender purple: this ink is so rich and saturated that it makes me feel very kingly to write with it. it's a very velvety eggplant purple.

here's all the bottles, for fun! i love a nice ink bottle >:)

moving on to some inks on my wishlist that you might like!

the nagasawa puka-puka was so nice that i really want to try this shade of purple that they have too! (nagasawa onomatopoeia uto-uto)

pilot iroshizuku is another fantastic one and the murasaki-shikibu colour looks so TASTY!!! plus the kon-peki blue which is a bit darker than ama-iro!

jetpens just got these new inks that come in super cool bottles - endless alchemy (and i'm very interested in this shimmer ink: candy sea & toffee) if you're wanting to use a shimmer ink TWSBI is the best pen for that (theyre so good at not being clogged) PLUS if you're liking blue inks and have a purple pen i feel like this is soooo perfect!!! the pinky purple shimmer!!! itd be so gorgeous seeing it through the barrel!!

anyways THANK YOU FOR LISTENING I LOVE PENS I LOVE INKS

[rzyraffek]

OH OH REQUEST IDEA....TAKING SLASHERS HOME TO MEET YOUR PARENTS BECAUSE THATS LIKW SUPER SMART

Billy Micheal and Jason are the only ones i care about but you can add whoever

Omg hi!! Thanks for request!

They/them, sfw and request open

Slashers meeting s/o perents

Billy Lenz

Why would you do that

No fr why would anyone think this was good idea

Guy cant say a sentence without swear words or weird sex jokes😭

But fr billy will be so nervous!! Lil baby doesn't know how to behave!

S/o has to give him tutorial how to act like normal human and not 3rats in trench coat

Perents will be... alarmed to say the least... like really?? You could pick anyone but you picked oversized goblin?? Wow s/o

If s/o has younger siblings, he will bite them btw

Usually perents want to have grandchildren but oh god oh no not with this guy please s/o think about it!!

Billy vibes tbh he likes s/o perents they goofy. He also ate raw pasta. All of it

He told s/o dad that he wants lego for chrismas btw

Micheal Myers

How much you drank to think thats a good idea

Soo you telling me you bf is a serial killer?

At least he won't say anything rude, and s/o perents are too intimidated to say something rude about him🥰peace

Micheal just stares really, hes harmless for now

Yes s/o mom will call them to make sure that they aren't kidnaped and this all stuff is acually consensual

Live laugh love dont get stabbed by Michael

Yall can't even eat a dinner together 😔my guy looks like npc. Like yall just sit nicley and my homie just🧍 he doesn't even eat he just looks at yall, he totally judges their outfits

Hide your pets away he might eat them. You have pet hamster? What hamster?

Jason Voorhees

Omg homeboy is stressed! What if they don't like him:((

At first their perents were intimidated by him, but s/o's mom and him got along very fast! They are baking cookies together! Also if s/o has smol siblings or animals o my god he is bff with them instantly

Their mom and him acually got along faster than s/o with jason when they met first time!

Helps with carring heavy stuff... you bought new fridge? Call up son-in-law jason to help out (s/o mom has him named like that in contacts in phone)

Perents kinda wonder where he lives, when s/o told them that he has vintage cottage in Forest they started to think that hes rich or something

S/o perents already hope that yall get married

Asa emory

My dude bought suit for that appointment

He promised not to talk about skinning people while yall are eating dinner. He is so dreamy

Got along very well with s/o's dad, they are talking about fishing or something idk what dads are into lol

Almost fell asleep when their mom was talking

I WANTED TO WRITE " when their mom was talking about that she wants grandchildren" BUT ITS SOUNDS WAY FUNNIER THAT WAY

He was scared to eat dinner, it looked.... suspicious... he never trusted cheesy lasagna

Anyways Asa and their dad are besties now, they will go fishing next week

He cried in car after meeting "S/O IM NEVER GOING THERE AGAIN IT WAS SCARY IF I HEAR YOUR MOM SAY ANYRGING ABOUT GRANDCHILDREN AGAIN IM GOING TO DOX HER SO HARD SHE WONT EVEN HAVE OPPORTUNITY TO SEE THEM"

I didnt write any headcanons for few weeks i hope it was good or at least readable

[weneeya]

Hiii ! Hope you doing amazing ! Could you write a Reader x Itto, where Itto keep loosing some scarabutto battle and other to everyone and he start to get frustated so to cheer him up we decide to play against him (probably at hide and seek and let him win)

so frustrated m.list | rules

pairing. itto x reader

note. hello there! thank u sm for ur request, it's so silly and adorable omg I love it! hope you'll enjoy it <3 feel free to request, the box is still open :)

Itto was always happy, the type of guy to be cheerful all the time and to let nothing bring him down, or at least almost everything. He was in a good mood most of the time and people, especially children, loved him for that. But today was apparently too much for him. 

He kept losing again and again during those scarabuttos’ fights, and even if it was against his dear friends, Itto started to have enough. His smile was slowly disappearing everytime he was losing another fight, and soon he didn’t seem to have fun anymore. It was so frustrating ! Why cannot he win for once? 

You were here, cheering for him even though he wasn't winning a single time. But you kept going, not wanting to give up on him. Until he came closer to you, with frustration obviously readable on his face. 

“Stop it, it’s useless. I’m such a loser…” he said, eyes looking down on the ground. You frowned slightly when you saw him. No, there was no way you would let this sweet boy think that he was a loser! You looked at the other people being here, mostly children, asking them to leave without a word. Soon, you and Itto were completely alone. 

“Come on Itto, let’s play something together, mh?” You offered, and he didn’t even answer, playing with a rock on the floor. He really was such a big baby. You put a hand on his arm, a smile on your lips. 

“What about… hide & seek? Go hide!” You pushed him slightly and, even if he didn’t seem very thrilled by the idea, he left to go hide somewhere. You faced a tree, starting to count out loud, very slowly so he would have the time to hide. When you finally turned around, saying that you were coming for him, you couldn’t believe it. 

Itto was very obviously behind this rock. You could see his horns from above, and you thought that a child would be better than him at hiding. But your plan was to make him feel better, and nothing would go between you and your plan. 

“Itto? Ittoooo? Where are you?” You started to shout, acting like you couldn’t see him at all. You started to walk everywhere except near that rock, exaggerating about the fact that he was so well hidden. You stopped close to the tree where you had previously counted, hands on your hips. 

“Fine, you won! I can’t find you!” And in a minute, he was standing, all smiley. He laughed before he came closer to you. He put his hand on your shoulder, his smile shining like the sun itself. 

“Haha! Guess I’m stronger at hide & seek,” he said, crossing his arms on his chest. Itto started blabbering about how strong he was, acting all proud like he wasn’t so frustrated ten minutes ago. But you couldn’t do anything else than stare at him with a smile. 

You were so fond of him, even though he was probably the stupidest man you’ve ever met. In fact, maybe it was part of his charm ; or at least, what made you fall for him all those months ago.

itto is the himbo of all the himbo I love him sm stupid cutie boy

[arandomnerd810]

TADC EP 2 SPOILERS

putting down all my thoughts and stuff i’ve noticed lets gooo

AAAAAAAAAGDEKNSQKDFUNFSIDANIVUFDN OMG IT WAS SO CUTEEEEHKQVSHKUHSQDFKHSDF I LOVED IT SO MUCHHH

i’m gonna speak in periods for the first paragraph since it’s very long but do not get me wrong i don’t wana be serious sounding it’s just to make these paragraphs more readable excuse the rambling

Caine posting section cause he’s my special intrest

satisfaction Caine wise 10/10

first the elephant in the room as Caine’s #1 fan yep still his number one fan! Serial Designation N killed tons of people yet nobody in the fandom cares, and Caine doesn’t get people well so he had no ill intention. rlly my opinion of him has not changed he’s still my silly lil goober no matter what he does. i’ve always known he will do horrible things and been expecting this to happen ever since Pomni gave the idea to bring him to the circus. Gummigoo had a sir pentious like death so i wouldn’t be surprised if we see him again.

he may be an asshole but he’s my asshole ❤️❤️

now that that’s out of the way a little glimpse of Caine angst is all i could have asked for in this ep 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶 like cmon everyone has to agree insecure much?

Caine posting over cause my god have i gotten more attached to everyone else aswell! (ofc Caine’s still my fav by far)

satisfaction with everything else 10/10

the fact that this wasn’t censored normally (no wacky sounds or the censor bar) and how Caine reacted with “you can’t say that…” could imply bubble said all of this out loud uncensored which is very funny to me

I love Ragatha she’s so sweet look at her ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I wana see where everyone’s friendship goes from here! they are already so adorableeee

still a sucker for found family dynamics

the fact Jax wasn’t here but still was upset is :( as much as i like to bully him, i love him just as much as any other human character. i’m the most interested in his episode cause he’s a mysterious guy( and i may or may not have a sneaking feeling like ill relate to him a little even though our personalities are practically polar opposite)

Kinger is so fatherly auughofewhiuhefvw the fact he’s old enough to have kids and is more likely than not married to Queenie imagine he had kids before coming here they would only be in like middle school ish cause he’s not even that old that’s sad af

GANGLE COLLECTS ANIME FIGURESSSS!! SHES JUST LIKE ME FRRR!

this really makes me want to buy the gangle plushie i’m thinking i’m gonna do it lmaooo

the fact she started crying 😭😭

Zooble wasn’t taking part in the adventure cause they were setting up Kaufmo’s graveee i love him sm

GANGLE ART!!

It’s really funny how chilled out Bubble was here

merch talk timeeee

sneak peaks of the rooms mayhaps?

Let’s just hope there’s only memes around it and not another figure incident….

welp going onto grab the Gangle plushie i’ve decided

real talk i’m actually happy TADC got so popular cause ive made a friend through it already and strengthened old ones since info dumping is the only form of communication my braincells can handle well lmaooo it’s crazy how many of my friends have decided to watch my special interest

[kyuhu]

AAA NEW LIETPOL COMIC! And it made me so happy, giggling and kicking my feet! No matter how many Lithuania, Poland, Baltics or Lietpol or anything within whatever this category is, I WILL NEVER GET TIRED OF IT! the hit of dopamine I get when I see a new art from you just makes me feel overjoyed. As an (not professional teen) artist I love the way you color your characters, I’m always mesmerized by it and I don’t think I’ll get tired of your art anytime soon at all. As soon as I saw it I was like “OMG! OMG!” And the energy I felt, I feel like your depiction of them always is so interesting to me however you depict them and the latest art is so so so cute, I love cute stuff too. I now got the motivation to draw but oh god I wish I could draw comics cause I’m still at the level where I’m not sure how to…

Wow thank you!! What a nice thing to say. It makes me very happy you like the characterization tbh, because everytime I draw them I have like 6 moments where I'm like is that OOC? Are they too silly? So that's reassuring to hear haha. It's so cool you found motivation to draw after seeing the comic?! Like I'm inspired by so many artists and a piece I drew beeing partly an inspiration to somebody else is the specialest thing to me ;v; thanks for that! I really hope you'll have the best time with whatever you decide to draw.

Comics are as so many other things a matter of practice imo. There was a time where I went I can never do that, like my comic tag is still called comic attempts which is kinda telling about how much faith I had in my work back then.

Very much unasked for, but I'm going to ramble a bit a lot about what I think is helpful when starting a comic (imo) under the cut haha.

The essential part to get started can be broken down to three things, which are, at least to me, Idea, panel set up and then obviously drawing the action.

Writing a comic just for the sake of writing a comic never works for me. I need to have at least a rough idea to get going. This can vary from a specific punchline, to just a single image or action I consider fun to draw. It's helpful to write/sketch your ideas down, which is probably the most art teacher advice ever, but what can I say, it works imo. Be it a piece of dialogue that you came up with or just a single expression, just safe it somewhere and you have a base to work with! It doesn't even have to look fancy at all.

See that little Lud (like you can't even recognize it as Lud) stick figure on the bottom left there? This was my starting point for the lipstick comic together with some random bits of dialogue which are barely readable I guess so I typed them in the image description :D

As soon as you notice one image isn't enough to show what you want to show it's time to consider making a comic (like even two panels can be a comic for starters I think).

One of the essential parts is that usually a comic manages to show the passage of time and therefor depicts an action. So before you plan any further it's good to figure out which action(s) you want your comic to show, based the ideas you wrote/sketched down. Try to put it into words if that helps, like 'Character A reacts positively to Characters B's new hairslyle', or 'Character A hugs Character B and they are flustered about it' (maybe start with something simple even if it seems uneventful at first :D)

After you roughly know what your comic is about you can go on to the panel set up. For me it's always best to figure out how the comic starts and how it ends at very first because I tend to get lost otherwise. If you've got a panel or expression you desperately want to incorporate keep it in mind so it adds up with your start and end point. As the author you decide what the comic emphasizes on and where you want to direct the readers vision, which is the fun part imo :D

sketch down a few panels and try to adjust them. You can always change and discard them again, no need to make it pretty, just do stick figures if you like. Here is an example from the Liet and Lat dad comic. This particular sketch emphasizes on expressions, because their expressions where the most important silly part about it to me. Try to keep in mind what you'd like to show or what type of joke you want to make while doing your panel set up drafts.

Even with everything in mind this can be difficult though. So what always helps me is to imagine some type of grid to keep the pages balanced. Like if I do a comic with several panels on a canvas, I go by the rule of only deviding the canvas (say A4) into three parts at maximum horizontally as well as vertically. (Of course how you do it is completely up to you, there are great examples with more panels and crazier panel set ups, but especially at first I figured one tends to enthusiastically throw in panel after panel and then ends up with something hard to work with.)

I hope the idea comes across a little, like you can adjust the sizes or shapes of the panels (square, rectanglular, trapezoid etc.) as you wish, do only one or two panels in a row but try to keep it at 3 at maximum if you want something easy and clear to start with c:

It's also completely fine to not do the set up from scratch and maybe use a guide or references if that makes it easier for you! Here are some free to use examples. Looking at other comic pages and focusing on the panel set up of those can also help to come up with your own variations imo :D

The shape and size of the panels should at best be directed by the action. Like I said you guide the readers vision and present what's important. You could for example choose a big canvas to get an overview over the room the action takes place in, or devide movement into several panels to focus on what a character does. To get the hang of this is once again a matter of practice though. The more often you do it and the more examples you look at, the easier it gets imo :) start with something you deem super easy (maybe two or three panels or a single reaction to something only) and go a little more crazy with each comic idea.

keep in mind that the reader should at best get what's going on though (I struggled with that several times already and nothing is as sad than to post something and get a bunch of confused comments/tags afterwards no offense though, that's not the readers fault 99% of the time 😅). To prevent this it sometimes helps to look at your comic while hiding the dialogue imo. Like dialogue (if you choose to have it) of course is a set part of your comic as well, but if you only even roughly get what happens, or are able to set a specific mood without it you're on a safe side. You can also show your comic to a friend and let them explain it to you afterwards to see if your point came across. :D Kudos to my sister here.

Don't forget to put down the rough dialogue at the panel set up part already though! It's frustrating if you have to puzzle the speechbubbles in at the end and block half of your comic composition :c Plus speechbubbles also help to adjust the reading flow a little and can hide parts that are hard to draw but shhh.

Incorporate things you're looking foward to draw to keep you motivated. (That's a very me problem tbh) and take breaks and reread the thing to see if the pacing is too fast or slow.

Haha yep, that's it.

[reborrowing]

reaching out

i forgot how limited tumblr formatting is so hopefully this is readable. if not, it's kind of angsty nothing anyway part of Stranger Swap

Azalea Heeren

Her profile came up before Val could finish hopping across the screen to spell out her name. This wasn’t the first time they’d looked for her. The square framed icon stared up at them, the familiar face making their guts twist out of place. They missed her. They hated her. They needed her.

They crept forward and opened a new message. They’d gotten that far before too. This time, they were going to pace back and forth to type something out and send it.

It would be easier on a phone than the tablet, with all the buttons close together, but Phoebe had her phone with her on campus. Val wanted to do this during the day, so Zee would be awake, and they hadn’t exactly told Phoebe that they were searching socials for their old friend. And they’d had a fight about if Val should be online when she wasn’t even allowed to mention them and…Val just thought it was better if she didn’t know.

Z its Val, hi!

They sat on the edge of the iPad and waited. And waited. They finished darning their sleeve. They poked around a little more. Her profile said she’d been online. They went back to their unanswered message.

Um little Val that is Cookie

Three bouncing dots. Val watched them eagerly.

fuck off riley

What? I don’t know a Riley. This is Val

A long wait.

…send me a pic then.

OK one second

They didn’t like to keep pictures of themself, given the whole secrecy thing. And it was tricky to take a selfie—or any photo really—with the tablet. They couldn’t prop it up like they did the phone, not without help or building up a whole system. They had to fiddle with the app to remember how to set up a timer, then dashed to lean over the front camera and wave.

The pic was blurry and dark, but looked passably like Val. Presumably not so much like Riley.

Miles away, the photo loaded and Azalea shrieked.

IT IS YOU OMG VAAAAALLLL I WAS SO SCARED YOU DIDNT MAKE IT! Mulch never came back to tell me ANYTHING BABYYYYYYYY OMG!! IM KISSING YOU ALL OVER!!!

The messages kept coming, a lot faster than Val could hope to respond.

You’re not back at the house right? I’m not there, I moved out so it’s just dad…so I hope you’re still at that apartment Mulch had me take you. Either way I can come get you! Tess can probably give me a ride out there when her lab’s done—she’s nice, I’d trust her with you Not that I’m letting go of you again so soon, I’ve missed you so much!

Val paused, an “I miss you too” waiting to be sent. They did. They missed her terribly. They wanted to hear everything she’d been up to, to feel her laughter, curled up against her collarbone. They loved her, or they had. But the thought of her coming here, looming over them again, taking them away from Phoebe…it filled them with an unwelcome, all-new dread. They didn't want to see her again, they just wanted...something. They wanted her to know they were alive, at least.

The messages kept coming.

can I call or video? I know typing takes you awhile lol are you even somewhere you can talk? somewhere safe I mean? I’m so serious about coming to get you, just tell me when and I'll rescue you from the dust I’m sorry I couldn’t before

Val stared at the chat until it blurred out of focus, chewed their lip until they tasted blood. Their eyes were watery. They didn’t read the rest. They logged out and pushed the iPad away from them. They didn’t want to be afraid of her again. They liked the memory they had of her, probably more than they hated her. They could convince themself of that. They loved her, mostly.

But they were right the last time they had logged in: they shouldn’t have messaged her.

[danses-with-dogmeat]

Do you know any other fallout blogs that still write? P.s. I live for your writings 😭

Why yes, I absolutely do!

And omg thank youuuu 🥺

There's probably quite a few that I don't know of, so if y'all have recommendations, I'm always down for that. But some of the ones I follow and love and that helped me get into writing for fallout are listed below!

@baddieladdie writes here and on A03 and is awesome (and writes for other fandoms if you want to explore some)

@some27-url writes on A03 but posts here on Tumblr and writes amazing long-form stuff, and some shorter works that are also so gripping, once I start reading, I can't stop!

@nuka-after-dark was one of the first blogs I followed, and I still go through their masterlist damn near daily cuz their works are bite-sized and very re-readable.

@zirawrites has a bunch of bite-sized stuff and character reacts that are great for scrolling through!

@radreactions is also awesome, I've probably read everything on their masterlist at least twice lol.

@fallout-drabbles-n-stuff posts a lot and has an awesome masterlist as well, and I just love all of their headcannons!

@fallout4reactsblog also writes some awesome stuff and has some great thoughts and headcannons on the characters and AUs that are really interesting.

@libertybri is also incredible and have a big masterlist of works that I regularly go back to and re-read!

And lastly I have to recommend Tea_Petty on A03. They're not active anymore, but they were the blog that inspired me to start mine, and I love their works so much that I simply must recommend them.

Some of these blogs are more active than others, but even if they're not as active, I tried to include ones with good masterlists that you can go through and binge 😁

(Also, authors, if for whatever reason you're on here and don't want to be, please let me know and I can absolutely take you off!)

Thanks for the ask, and I hope this helped! And again, if y'all have recommendations, please send them my way, I'm always down to find new reading material!

[adelidae]

Talk about your favored OC [im on desktop and dont know if/how to add emojis please imagine an eyes emoji here] ?

WAUGH thank u for the ask omg. i can't promise coherence but i will do my best 💖

ESSENTIALLY. his name is darius he's 24, 5'5. three older brothers and a wealthy mother who is more interested in her public image than her children.

he's a very career-oriented guy. personal excellence and perfection comes before anything else in his life (especially interpersonal relationships). he calls himself a pragmatist but really he just self-isolates even to the point of his own detriment.

he's not really easy to be around, his personality comes across as quite blunt or even mean at times (his buffer for pushing people away) and he's spent a lot of his life isolated as a result of it. despite having a large family they don't come together often and all live apart.

his character in general is kind of a character study in how self-repression and a fixation on doing/being the "best" kind of prevents you from living a fulfilling life, he was originally based on characters i idolised when i was younger and i think he was pretty instrumental in me going Ohhh i don't want to idolise those kinds of people anymore

it can be hard to talk about him because i'm aware that like. If he was real he wouldn't be a good person or particularly nice to be around (he doesn't really care about other people because of the way he was raised, think poisoned by capitalism) but something about the way he behaves and how he willingly perpetuates the cycles of like. Tragedy for lack of a better word in his own life and towards other people compels me. like this is a man who could choose at any point to act in kindness but chooses not to because of some kind of sunk cost fallacy.

there's genuinely so much i could say about him i could ramble on for HOURS (and have in the past!!) but for the sake of keeping this readable i hope this gives a sort of introduction ^_^

[starpains]

Hi! 👋 Hope you're doing well! For the writers asks game please:

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

🔪 ⇢ what's the weirdest topic you researched for a writing project?

Hi! Thank you for asking @underacalicosky ❤️

🕯️ OMG I HATE EDITING. I mean, not hate to the point of not doing it, because it’s a very important part of the process of not posting shit, but every time I have to do it I cry. Best example of this is this post, poetically titled “fuck warmth”. I guess I’d give it 3/10. Probably would rate it higher if my first drafts weren’t absolute drivel. My biggest problem is always overusing the same words 😭😭. Which probably comes from limited vocabulary, ‘cause I’m not a native English speaker. So yeah, trying to make my first drafts readable usually takes as much time as writing does in the first place. (And still when I reread my posted thing a month later I wanna die because I STILL find repetitions)

🔪 Ok, I guess this question is probably aimed at people who googled how to best kill someone without getting caught, or something, but since I don’t really write stories that would necessitate this, my weirdest research is pretty lame. Conveniently, it’s the research I’m doing now, so I can give you some details.

My werewolf fic Obi-Wan lives in a real place, which is kinda rare for me, as I usually go for [insert vague city]. But because of reasons I really needed him to live in northern California. I’ve no clue about California OR wolves so my recent research includes:

How far/long/fast can wolves run

Based on the above - towns within 40 miles of Redwood National Park xD

Humboldt county animal control uniforms and cars

Do wolves dig up earth

Are wolves strong enough to break doors

Storm and rain patterns, and temperatures in late autumn in Northern California

Do rhododendrons thrive in Northern California?

Recycling regulations in Eureka, CA

And my personal fave: Is there a Toyota dealership in Eureka, CA

I mean, it might not seem weird, but it’s pretty weird to me, trying to write a place I’ve never been, in a country I’ve only been to once [but it was like 2002, and it was the East Coast so it really doesn’t give me anything]. However, I want things to be realistic and not like, write something that would make someone from NorCal go “eh?” It probably still is possible, because no research will make up for lack of experience, but hopefully some of it will pay off.

Thanks again for the question 🥰 I have fun talking about these things 😁

[real-total-drama-takes]

Can someone pls do more raynebow arts or edits or fanfics. I need them.

I just recently delved into this pairing and god I love them so much, literally the most comfortable polyamory pairing for me(or one of them for sure) and the INTERACTIONS OF ALL THREE IN CANON??? I believe that Bowie wouldn't mind dating the two of them if he had a chance, he literally flirt with them both at the same time... Tbh, the only sad thing is that i need more Wayne and Bowie's interactions to see their relationships, but everything more focused on Rayne and Rajbow:( but they definitely do care about each other in some way and that's enough for me, Bowie fr would be bi awakening for Wayne pls!!! The second season of the reboot is a little disappointing for me for some reasons, BUT GOD I REALLY WANT TO CONTINUE WATCHING FOR MORE SCENES WITH THESE THREE(even if someone of them will be eliminated soon there still will be new scenes of them from the episode and two of the others will stay so i will be okay with this, I REALLY HOPE THAT RAJ AND WAYNE WON'T BE ELIMINATED TOGETHER AGAIN)! Even if it's angst, I'll eat it. I'll appreciate it. I need them to have more plot, so they would have more content maybe, and then i will cry into my pillow because of these three idiots.

I CAN'T WITH THEM, THEY'RE SO ADORABLE IM GONNA MAKE MORE RAYNEBOW EDITS. And omg so sorry for my english, i don't know if i wrote something wrong, but i hope it's at least readable.

[hotelraleigh]

Your fics have literally changed the way I think about writing. Your style and prose is just so engaging and impressive and readable, I think about it all the time and it’s what I aim for in my own writing.

side note, have you ever considered posting writing tips? just whenever you think of them I know I (and others, I guarantee) would appreciate them!

wish you well and hope you keep up the good work! <3

wow omg, thank you so much??? this is so kind to say.

the writing tips is a really intriguing ask bc - and ill give some context in a second - i dont really have a lot? something critically important for me in my creative writing has been remaining as fluid as possible.

i'm work and teach in academia irl and a big part of my writing journey since the end of last year has been reconnecting with my creative side as a direct rejection of the pigeonhole academic writing has had me in. it's a long story tbh - but the thesis is that ive given myself a ton of leeway in creative writing in order to ensure it STAYS fun.

i am totally happy to do a post if ppl are interested around the writing process though!! ill think of some things that might be helpful/relevant in the meantime