#just. GOD ASTER WHEN YOU HIT YOU HIT HARD

[echo-goes-mmm]

Evening Entertainment (Oneshot)

My Writing Masterpost

Warnings: non-con, violence, forced to watch, slavery, past dubcon (oral), strangulation

Aster watched uncomfortably as Prince Richard tormented Sparrow. He’d come unannounced, and Aster was left scrambling to host the prince. Richard had unfortunately seen Sparrow, a small-framed slip of a young man, and there was no saving the poor slave. 

Aster regretted dressing Sparrow up in only a black leather collar and cute black boxers. It had been entertaining to see his staff embarrassed while Sparrow walked around unbothered, but it had only drawn Richard’s eye.

Now Sparrow writhed and screamed as Richard violated him bloody. Aster wanted to look away, but that would only encourage him. The prince struck Sparrow across the face again, splitting his lip.

Aster met Sparrow’s eyes, and the hint of betrayal in his expression made his insides squirm. He took a sip of his whiskey. Aster would have lit up a cigarette, but Richard had decided to put out his cigar on the inside of Sparrow’s sensitive thigh just to hear him scream, and it put him off from smoking. 

Sure, he’d put cigarettes out on Sparrow's shoulder once or twice before, but that was different. Sparrow was a present from a cousin, and Aster enjoyed him as an indulgence. But not like this. 

He never shoved Sparrow down on his dick when the slave sucked him off. He never strangled him, he never raped him, he never beat him black and blue and bloody. 

Sparrow was an amusement, a dutiful slave that fetched him whiskey and cocktails, kissed his boots and licked them clean. He wasn’t a doll for Richard’s sick games.

And Sparrow kept looking to him, to interfere on his behalf. Sparrow was so loyal and obedient, and he knew from the look on his face that he wanted to beg Aster to help him. Thank god Sparrow wasn’t so dazed from the blows he would actually do it. It would only make things worse for him, for the both of them.

But he knew the thought running through Sparrow’s head: Why are you letting this happen to me?

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Master kept watching stoically. Impassive. Stone-faced. Did he even care?

He screamed as this- this stranger forced himself into him. It hurt so much. 

What had he done wrong? 

He’d been so good. He just wanted to go back to the way things were.

The stranger- the prince- bent him in strange positions and he ached all over. The stranger hit him across the face again, and stars burst in his vision. Blood dripped from between his legs and his ass burned. 

Please, he wanted to scream, What did I do? Sparrow looked up towards Master through his tears.

But Master didn’t seem interested in saving him.

Sparrow just wanted to kiss Master’s boots again, and be his astray and pour drinks and please him with his mouth like before. Anything but this. It was going so well; why was this happening to him?

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In another life, Richard would be a bully on a playground, stealing little girls’ baby dolls just to tear the arms off in front of them.

Sparrow yelped as Richard flipped him over and grabbed his soft brown hair. 

“More wine, your highness?” Richard grinned up at him.

“Sure, why not?” He let go of Sparrow’s hair to take the glass of merlot. Sparrow hung his head, sobbing, while Richard sipped at his drink and thrust into him. Richard smacked his ass, hard enough to make Sparrow cry out and jolt forward. Aster could see the red handprint begin to form. 

Aster poured himself another measure of whiskey. He drank it slowly. He couldn’t afford to lose himself in the alcohol. 

He plied Richard with more and more wine, until he was too tipsy and lazy for another round of torture. 

Richard declined to spend the night, thank god. After hours of watching Sparrow scream, Aster was incredibly relieved to see him go.

Sparrow curled up on the floor, trembling from shock. Aster finally lit up a cigarette and sighed into it. He rang for a servant, and his favorite appeared at the door. She looked pale and nauseous. The whole house had probably heard everything. 

“Marcie, could you get Sparrow a change of clothes?”

“Of course, my lord.” She disappeared into the corridor.

“Sparrow,” he called, “come here.”

Sparrow looked up, tears streaming down his face and an angry purple handprint around his throat. He dutifully uncurled, and crawled to him. He had a limp. Sparrow gingerly sat in front of him, his ass probably still on fire from Richard’s roughness.

God, he was such a good boy.

He poured a measure of whiskey into a second glass. “Drink. It will help numb the pain.”

Shaking, Sparrow took the glass. He took a sip of it. Aster could see a flash of disgust on Sparrow’s face but he smoothed his expression quickly. Aster snorted. Of course he didn’t have a taste for whiskey. 

Marcie returned with a pair of clean underwear for Sparrow and a button up shirt. Aster hadn’t specified, but Marcie’s quick thinking was why he liked her. 

“Marcie, make Sparrow a drink that doesn’t taste like alcohol. Something strong.”

“Yes, my lord.”

He took the whiskey from Sparrow. He got dressed, wincing at every movement. Marcie handed him a glass of something colorful, and Sparrow took a taste and then a long drink of the cocktail.

“That will be all, Marcie.” She bowed, and left.

Aster took out his handkerchief. “Here, wipe your face.”

“Yes, Master.”

“You did well,” said Aster. 

“Why- why did you..” Sparrow broke down in sobs again, clutching the handkerchief. 

Aster slapped him. Sparrow quieted, looking down at the floor. He couldn’t let Sparrow think he could talk out of turn, even if Aster had made a mistake.

“Don’t ask stupid questions. No one is exempt from the crown’s desires. Even if his highness has three siblings and five nieces and nephews between him and the throne. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.” 

He sighed. “I doubt you’ll have to see Prince Richard again. He rarely visits the minor nobility.” He swirled the remaining whiskey in the glass. “This is the first time he’s come here.”

He downed the rest of the drink.

“Take tomorrow off. I don’t want to see you working. You’ve done enough tonight.” Sparrow looked up at him, his honey eyes grateful.

“Get something to eat before you go to bed.”

“Yes, Master.”

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Aster went to his bedroom after some quality time with his cigarette. Sparrow was in the kitchen, as ordered.

He truly felt bad about the evening. It was the most awful thing he’d ever seen. The tales of Richard’s sadism hadn’t prepared him at all. 

He passed by the spot where Sparrow slept- on the floor, at the foot of his bed. Aster hadn’t given him much in the way of comfort. But Sparrow had more than proved himself with how well he tolerated Richard. 

Aster rang for a butler. 

“My lord?”

“Order something for Sparrow to sleep on. Something unobtrusive. He’s spent enough time on the bare floor. And get me a spare quilt.”

“Yes, my lord.”

The butler fetched the blanket quickly, and Aster placed the folded fabric right where Sparrow would see it. He was a clever boy; he’d know it was for him.

Aster went to bed. He hoped the echo of Sparrow’s screams would leave him soon.

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[butterscotch-goat]

Tell me about how charles loves

OH I FORGOT THET WAS IN THE TEXT WASNT IT. FUCK okay so. Okay. These r so scrambled and like I don't even know what I'm doing ever so it's going under the cut. Good lord I'm so sorry to everyone forever. Thank you for the ask Len genuinely I LOVE TALKING SBOUT THE OCS

Actually genuinely pacing back and forth writing this. Ok. So what I have in mind is more like specific circumstances than anything methinks?? I'm just gonna go with what's on my mind ok I told you this is dog shit take it all with a grain if salt bc it's RAMBLES. And ofc "love" in like the most applicable sense so in this case platonic if it's not obvious

SO! It takes a LOT of work for Charles to say he loves something or someone (projecting.) it's a very big word for him, moreso than it is for Beatrice, so he uses it carefully. he would say (honestly) that he loves/loved his parents, and he would admit only to Beatrice that he loves her. And after a certain point, he would declare his love for science. what I've been thinking about mostly though is that. Charles has never and could never love Aster. Ever. He might THINK he could, he might think he DOES at some points even (early in their friendship before shit REALLY hit the fan, or anytime after he starts believing Aster is divine) but he DOESN'T and CANNOT. BECAUSE!! He's too obsessed with the IDEA of her. The very CONCEPT that someone like her can even EXIST boggles his brain and gets him giddy with wonder. He's too blinded by that obsession and fascination that he could never truly see Aster as the person she is, therefore could never love her for the person she is. That's why he was able to operate on Aster with no anesthesia but couldn't do the same for Beatrice; he could (somewhat subconsciously) disconnect Aster's screams and cries and just hear them as byproducts of the procedure. But he couldn't do that with Beatrice, because he actually bothers to not only know, but LOVE her as a person, and hates seeing her unhappy (which is a problem because Beatrice constantly lies about her happiness).

He and Beatrice love each other in,, ways????? Beatrice throws around "I love yous" not without care, but rather often. Charles only says it when he thinks Beatrice needs it (and of course Beatrice is awful at expressing her needs, so. Y'know.) Charles more often expresses it via actions; getting a bucket of warm water for Beatrice without her asking for her to rest her feet in (arthritis babey!), or the ONE TIME he played piano in front of her, both of them knowing Beatrice is listening (then theres that second time that happens a month before the ovening but SHHH SHHSHSHHSHS), or getting her tea whenever he makes himself a cup. Stuff like that. Which is a valid way to love someone! But it's hard for Beatrice because she has the brand of self hate (everyone in escapism has their own Special Kind of self hate btw just to be clear) that needs A LOT of reassurance, and again, she would almost never outright ask for that reassurance herself. The most she'd do is say "I love you" and silently wait for him to say it back. And when he's p sure it's clear that's what Beatrice wants, OF COURSE he'll say it back! He loves Beatrice like crazy!!! They love each other so much it's awful!!! Doomed!! They're so fucking doomed Jesus Christ!! These two motherfuckers would go to the ends of the earth for each other but Beatrice doesn't want to communicate and Charles gets so swept up in his passions he doesnt realize when Beatrice's mental state crumples unless she tells him herself!! Good god I'm projecting a lot!! I think that's all I have to say for now I am so sorry holy fuck I don't know if any of that makes sense!! Was any of that relevant to like??? What I was referring to when I mentioned it?? I DO NOT KNOW. EVERYTHING A BLUR. Thank you good night!!!

[siremasterlawrence]

Pity Of Power, Pleasure And Influence

Michael Lance Aster is a passionately stupid wealthy, powerful, pleasant and hot brand owner who is worth an estimated twelve or so billion dollar. He is enjoying a quiet day on his expensive vacation yacht in the midst of the pacific sea when a shadowy figure emerges in to the area.

The sky is clear with wind blowing through the air it washes over him, the sun light is so bright shining down on him and he smiles at his success.The man makes a fake attempt at shout of enjoyment when the sky starts to shine even brighter than before blinding him with the loss of his sight.

He is stuck in place unable to move as his body froze in time as I move across the floor boards they crack at my touch breaking in half. I reach forward grabbing his shoulder in a nice tender touch the pain apparent on his face and I spun him about with happiness in my eyes.

The spell has begun when I place my hand behind his neck flicking his ear as a super sound one he can’t make out quite yet hits him. There it goes again a resounding ping can be heard only growing louder by the minute shaking me to the core and he undoes him in one move.

The man literally melts in to place standing still his body begins to swing in total love, lust and obedience he has become all that he hates. He is simple chump now a puppet to be used, piloted, owned and controlled noting more or less and deep down inside he loves it.

Michael is now official just property that the man decides to shove him to the floor he has begun to drag him across the ships floor boards into his room. Throwing him on the bad he begins to strip him of his clothes along with has will and dignity till it is as shriveled as his dick.

“Your eyes they are so multicolored”

“It’s a kaleidoscope “

“Yes? A kaleidoscope “

“Beautiful”

“You are mine in and out of life “

“We are one”

“Stephen please come down to the deck”

“Ugh! I’ll be back babe”

“Sure babe”

“What is it pops?”

“The fuck!”

“I am your father now”

“Hell no!”

“He is bro”

“Dad!”

“I am not your dad”

“We are bros “

“Remember “

“What did this prick do to you ?”

“Speak to me like that again “

“And you will what spank me?”

“Oooh HOT!”

“ZIP It”

“I can’t move independently “

“I assumed control over this family”

“I am the one who leads you “

“You followed me here”

“Do you remember “

“Oh yeah!”

“You love me”

“Yes! I do”

“I am your daddy”

“Hey daddy “

“Hey bros”

“Listen to this song”

“Dad! The fuck”

“Bro!”

“It’s good”

“Believe us”

“You are acting strange “

“I’m always like this “

“Such a liar”

“You are right though”

“This song”

“It’s heavenly “

“Who wrote it?”

“Daddy”

“That is the artist name?”

“Strange right?”

“No! Our daddy”

“Dad?”

“Him”

“Daddy “

“He means mean”

“Get the fuck…”

“The song”

“Mmmm”

“Oh God!”

“I am hard”

“Straining here man or daddy”

“Will you love me?”

“Get off me man”

“Touch me”

“Why fight ?”

“You want to kiss me”

“I do…yes”

“Kiss me”

“Mmmmm”

“Babe! I love you “

“I love you too”

“I am your Daddy”

“Oh! I am your daddy”

“Yes daddy”

“Mmmmm”

“Feels so good”

“Am I wrong?”

“My daddy kink is on”

“For my own father “

“FUCK”

“Wreck me”

“Make me squirm “

“Give me a reason to use you “

“Take off that shit”

“Take off the suit “

“Take it off”

“Take it off “

“Take it off “

“Love the way you make me feel”

“I am compelled “

“Just moved”

The end

[infinitethree]

Okay, you know what?

The bastard is almost, on an aesthetic level, not terrible to look at while he’s like this.

Asleep, he can’t be a fucking sociopath or an asshole. Those too-clever eyes of his aren’t judging and dissecting, they’re closed.

The absence of that bright blue gaze makes him seem surprisingly vulnerable.

So does the way Daz has, in the short while he’s been asleep, already snuggled up to him and is being clingy.

After the last few hours of running around looking for him, it’s a relief to know that he’s been mostly fine all along.

Naturally, when Daz didn’t come home, Raine got worried. The Council, aside from Lee who had been kept out of it, have been searching his known hidey-holes for hours now.

Obviously the HQ was one of the first places they checked, but the wall that leads into the hidden room was sealed off. They assumed that meant he wasn’t there, so they ignored it.

It wasn’t until Aster, in a last-ditch attempt, decided to open it up and check that the bastard was found.

He’d been fine, thankfully. Just having hyper fixated on the code and shut out everything else.

Aster carefully takes his com out and taps out a message to the others.

ShiningAster: bastard located. fine but asleep. focused on coding body for Innit, forgot he has a human body.

RaineStorm: seriously?? uhg, at least it’s normal shit this time

RaineStorm: as opposed to soul crushing despair and existential terror

Khons: need help moving him? ShiningAster: staying here. fell asleep on me, he has nightmares. also touched starved. might be less bastard if he gets good sleep

It’s only a little bit of a lie. Technically, none of that was wrong, but the implication was that Daz wasn’t strongarmed into accepting.

RaineStorm: yeah his nightmares are BAD and music only kinda helps.

ShiningAster: I think I can fix it. saying more will make him pissy

Khons: well if he’s not in trouble and staying there we’re going to bed

ShiningAster: night

RaineStorm: gn

RaineStorm: it’s gonna be really funny seeing him fall for you ngl

ShiningAster: its gonna be weird as fuck for me

After a moment, he switches to DMs.

ShiningAster: at some point we have a kid. Not adopted I think. looks just like him. her name is Azira. means rising star.

RaineStorm: WHAT THE FUCK??????

ShiningAster: also he made a deal to help with Innits body for seeing the same shit I do. but for me obviously

RaineStorm: oh my god that stupid asshole

RaineStorm: maybe he’ll learn his lesson. bc you’re def good to him, I know you.

ShiningAster: hes capable of being good to me back. too busy being petty for now though

RaineStorm: yeahhhhhh. he’s def an acquired taste. but he really is a great guy when you get past his him-ness

ShiningAster: lol

RaineStorm: he figured out I’d want a heated tub, art studio, and a porch. it’s freaky tbh but it’s nice.

ShiningAster: sounds fake but ok

RaineStorm: you’ve never seen him be like that so it’s hard to picture but it’s true!

That’s not quite right; Aster has seen Daz be kind and generous to others…he’s just never been the target.

No, maybe that’s not fair. He’s dragged Aster to a place of being better in a way he never would have done on his own. Despite his attitude, it did still benefit Aster.

Granted, he’s also been an asshole on purpose for literal years, so. That kind of events out.

ShiningAster: honestly just want to eat his damn food without being drugged

RaineStorm: something something the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach

ShiningAster: it sucks so bad to play chicken on if Ill suffer when I touch his cooking

ShiningAster: usually its worth it. at least until whatever he put in it hits

RaineStorm: and now we know why

ShiningAster: maybe therapy will fix him

RaineStorm: ngl I think not thinking he’ll kill anyone he loves will do wonders on its own

RaineStorm: but therapy will help too probably

ShiningAster: cant say much for obvious reasons but hes fundamentally broken. has been for most of his life.

ShiningAster: but Id never have a kid if he didnt seem in a good place. so whatever he does works

RaineStorm: have you considered it might be the power of love

ShiningAster: fuck you

RaineStorm: I’m serious!! think about it, he’s spent like 4 years thinking being loved will get that person killed

RaineStorm: he might have divine confirmation but he’s stubborn. might not feel real

RaineStorm: soooo someone who loves him despite his bullshit might be the thing that makes him be less…yknow

Ah, another reminder of how deeply fucked up Daz actually is.

ShiningAster: could be having someone who knows his secrets or even just Innit being out

RaineStorm: remind it that it needs a new name btw. too close to existing ones

RaineStorm: but yeah that probably helps too

RaineStorm: I feel awful I never noticed he was so…unwell

ShiningAster: hes good at hiding what he wants to hide. cant blame yourself when hes a master manipulator.

Said master manipulator mumbles into Aster’s chest, voice small, “I missed you.”

And, fuck, something in his chest feels like it cracks when Aster realizes what and who Daz must be dreaming about.

There’s nobody it could be but his former mentor. The person who gave him everything he ever wanted…and then committed an unspeakable sin against him.

Clearly, Daz still misses him. Despite what Dream had done to him, a part of him still misses the person who crushed him infinitely worse than anyone before him.

Despite only getting brief glimpses of that time, Aster gets the impression that Dream had been someone whose preciousness went beyond words.

Yet Daz couldn’t stomach letting him have his way after what he did. He rejected a place as a near-god beside someone who, despite the sickness in his soul, was devoted to him to a disturbing degree.

That…takes a strength of will that Aster isn’t completely sure he could match.

Fuck, nor does the decision to use the lethally broken enchantment as a backup plan.

If the rest of the server had failed to kill him, Daz would have chosen a death so agonizing that it chills Aster to his core.

It’s not hard to see why Daz is so…himself, honestly. Aster might not be able to think like him, nor agree with his actions, but in a fucked up way he can follow most of the logic now that he has the pieces.

He swallows as Daz’s voice wavers and cracks. “You said you’d protect me, so why…”

Aster adjusts his arms to a more comfortable positon, and messes with his hair more. “I’m not him, Daz. You’re not Tommy any more. Dream was sick– you know that.”

Horrifyingly, Daz starts shaking as he cries.

He rushes to add, “But– but you can have something new. Fuck, if you can be even halfway decent, I’d fall for you pretty damn quick. You can be charming, you know? And– and pretty romantic. It was– maybe it wouldn’t be awful. If you just stopped being such a bastard–”

At a loss for what else to do, he cuts himself off and starts humming.

Eventually, Daz slips back into deeper sleep.

But the memory of this unsettlingly fragile side of him will remain in the back of Aster’s head. Even when Daz is being the biggest bastard he can be…Aster knows he’ll remember this.

[nucanitickles]

Dante Gets Got (Or Not) Drabble + Headcanons

Dante was an... interesting character. Arrogant, sure, and more than a bit boastful, but Eiden was sure something a little softer, a little sweeter, lurked beneath what could only be a cruel facade.

That being said, an attempt at attacking Dante may not really go so well...

So far, in terms of Eiden VS Clanmates, the score was 4-3. So while he was winning, his clanmates were a little too close to catching up for his liking. If he counted Morvay and Aster, it would be 6-3, but counting the familiars as clanmates just felt wrong. Even though they acted like clanmates, and enjoyed hanging out with everyone, they were very distinctly their own thing.

So 4-3 it was, and Eiden was attempting to bring a 5th victory to the table.

By attacking a literal king.

Hey, he never claimed he was smart.

"Danteeeee~" Eiden sidled up behind him, an obviously fake innocent grin plastered on his face. He draped himself over the man like an overly-affectionate cat, giggling as the man pulled a face. "How are you doooooing?~"

"Fine, until you showed up." Dante huffed, back slightly hunched in his seat as Eiden's weight pressed down upon him. "Will you release me? Or will I have to force the matter?"

"No fun." Eiden pouted, but clambered off him, allowing him to regain his impeccable posture and raise an eyebrow. "I suppose I shall go have fun elsewhere." He put on a fake accent, mimicking Dante's way of speaking and assuming a haughty stance. "As my presence is so offensive."

Dante's eyebrows creased in confusion, before realisation dawned on his face that he was being teased. His eyebrow raised yet again, a small smirk pulling at the corner of his lips. Ok, this was how it was going to be. "Very well then. Leave. I have business to attend to."

Eiden huffed, but accepted defeat willingly. Clearly Dante had more important stuff to do, and he could attack him later... As he turned to leave, still playfully haughty to show that he wasn't really upset (God forbid some of his more... protective clanmates think Dante hurt him), he yelped as a strong arm pulled him back, falling into the king's lap and looking up into a smirking face.

"No fun, eh? I'll show you fun."

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❤️ Ok with Dante I haven't actually hit his part of the storyline yet? Shocking I know. Considering I've been playing for months this should be a travesty but I did have many breaks so honestly idek.

❤️ Anyway I'm a little iffy with his personalisation (obviously) and for now with what I've got to work with I think this guy is mostly a ler? Like you can definitely get him, he can be a lee, but at the same time he prefers to ler.

❤️ As a lee I can imagine this guy is the hardest fighter. Throws kicks, punches, elbows and knees until his ler is bruised to hell and back. You need an Olivine on hand to heal you after getting Dante. I imagine his laugh would be very attractive - one of those laughs that is deep and silky smooth and it's like how tf do you not even slightly screech scream or snort tf? Literally stereotypical sexy muscle dude laugh. Minus the leg muscle lmao

❤️ Probably the kind to cuss you out between laughter. Also the kind to violently sulk after getting got.

❤️ As a ler I imagine he would be mostly the punishment tickler. You know the kind, wait for any kind of infraction before offering 'punishment'. Usually lectures his lee on why what they did was wrong and that he would graciously wait for an apology. Will then pretend he can't understand his lee when they say sorry.

❤️ I can imagine him being slightly more playful, but I think you'd have to be really close to him to do that and I think he probably has a hard time letting people in? Either way it's a while before anyone can even reach that side of Dante.

[last-lorekeeper]

What’s the worst thing about the canon you are writing?

Hmm... that's kinda hard because the canon I'm working with is very divergent so most of the parts of the main canon I dislike just aren't there. Buuutt... there is one thing, and I've complained about this before: the age fuckery.

So when I first started Mare's blog, god, over a year ago at this point, it had been 6 months since her journey and she had been 17 during it. She was also a very different character who current Mare would be horrified by and honestly just isn't as fun or refined. Her character was just "angry asshole who's kind of a jerk but has a hidden heart of gold" not much deeper than that. Far cry from the much depthier (at least I like to think so) and also kinder and more heroic Mare that you all know and love today.

But I digress. At the beginning, Mare was 17 during her journey and Zinnia had been 18 because that's generally where I have her pegged. But somewhere along the line, maybe due to a misunderstanding, the time period was changed from 6 months since her journey to 5 years. So she was 12 during her Journey. Which is fine, Pokemon protagonists are usually young, but it also meant that I had to age down Zinnia too since, you know, they're dating. So Zinnia was 13 at the time. She doesn't have a confirmed age so its not like I'm fucking with canon or anything, but its weird since up until now I've always pegged her as an older teen at least.

The obvious solution probably would have been to age them up to 22 and 23 respectively but a lot of both of their characterizations on their blogs relied on (and still relies on) them being teenagers and also it didn't occur to me at the time. The other obvious solution is to retcon the five years back to six months which I probably could have done at the time but also didn't occur to me.

And now I couldn't do either of those even if I wanted to because the five year time gap and their ages at the time is so inherently baked into their character that changing it would require changing their entire characters. Especially with Mare because a huge part of her character is how much being a hero hurts her and how she keeps doing it despite that and that doesn't really hit as hard if it was only a six month time gap, nor do I think a lot of her issues work as well if she went through them as a teenager instead. I really don't think 17 year old Mare would have been as ready and willing to put all her self-worth into her ability to save people as 12 year old Mare was.

Also, the age up thing where I make Mare 22 just isn't an option period because Mare is, well, she's not in a relationship because of confusing reasons that I don't really have time or space to explain (go follow @normal-paldean-student if you wanna learn all about that and also just because Cerise is a really cool character and the mod is a really cool person, sorry about the tag) but she and Cerise (who, as stated before, is someone else's character so I have no control over her) have a mutual crush on each other and Cerise is 17 so I can't age up Mare or it will become weird.

There are a few advantages to the whole thing, admittedly. The five year time gap means I get to shove a whole bunch of different adventures in between those five years for Mare to call back to and reference. And, since the time gap between Aster's death and Mare and Zinnia's journey was already five years, it makes that a whole lot more fun (for me, not the characters) cause it means that instead of the original 13, Zinnia was 8 when Aster died which is just so much worse for her.

Did that makes sense? I think that made sense. I've resigned myself to this whole thing being the way it is forever unless I ever do some major reboot at some point (unlikely) and honestly its probably better this way but sometimes I think about what could have been.

[420technoblazeit]

anyway masterlist of responses to ppl's random messages on this form

hunters grab ur salt or hwatever. call my blog the winchesters bc we're time traveling in this fuckin car

IS HTIS WHY MY POLLS KEEP GETTING WEIRDLY SKEWED. GOD. FINE ILL ADD A 'DID NOT WATCH SUPERNATURAL' OPTION

im about to write a fix it where htey bring back crowley bc everything the writer's team did post-his death made me so goddamn angry. he adn cas die in the same episode and theyre like teehee. the antichrist brought cas back but not him bc idk. cas is Special. adn then they dont let rowena resurrect him im so alskdhgsadgasdgsadglhaldga

oh fukc are there angel robots in this. i keep making posts about gabriel spn adn people mistake it for ultrakill mayb i WILL play htis

i cant explain but like. hte type of cat that's black and white but the black adn white kinda meld together yk what im saying? lik,e an oreo milkshake

i handed in two of my final assignmetns last night so hopefully soon! im hella behind in one of my classes htough so we'll see

ive stayed up till 3 about 3 times in hte last 5 days. one of htose was bc the spn season 1 finale was a two parter adn i forgot and wanted to get to hte part where they got hit by the truck, another was bc i got really into a session of apex legedns, and the third was bc i had a final assignmetn and pissed away the rest of the day spn postign so. i think ur right

hwy are you the coolest person here what the fukc. like omg what's ur numberrrrrrrrr

WOE, DISCREET SUPERNATURAL REFERENCE IN MY MINECRAFT SMP BE UPON YE. it's a good nickname htough c!aster uses nicknames all the time for ppl anyway lmao. we've already got old man for sleep, princey for lux, dog breath for kota, etc etc. it fits

so fuckign true broski n boy am i having a time. i bought a crowley print a couple weeks ago but hte shipping for a print was too much money so i just bought a bigass sticker adn ykw. it worked. i also found out htat the artist now draws apex legends so im winning here

holy shit wait is htis just. literally a copy of super smash bros fuck yeah ill play that what the hell. why didtn u tell me about this sooner

this was on hte submission for judas. um,,,,, ,,, yeas

no youer so right. somebody did send a drawign in the drawing box of like. their little furry oc with hearts saying 'kys' adn i laughed so fucking hard at it. i didtn post it bc i wasnt sure if they were serious or not, i assume htey werent considering how cutesy it was but uh. yeha

sedn it to me im srs. i used to be hte biggest sabriel shipper back in the day before my brain apparently decided that angsty drowley shippign is superior. i love gabe though he's my fave

also im not puttign it here but someone sent a monologue? from somethign called fictional googology???? ??

LISTEN BITHC. WHEN QSMP GET'S HTE LORE ROLLING ILL DO IT. OR MAYBE GO TAKE A LOOK AT MY FUCKIGN BLOCK PEOPLE U EVER HTINK ABOUT THAT??? ?? anwyay im gonna b on wynne's vault hunters server u should go check them out n give them a follow theyre really cool

jesus fucking hcirst. u might as well just shoot me in hte leg dog

[flamehybridspider]

*Aster was a hybrid demon. He has a very long tail that has fluff hair on the side of it and with a bushy fluffy tip at the end with white flames on it. His empty eye sockets for his eyes being gooped out in 1920s by the German n@zi for expermint to see if people can see without their eyes in wars like how Aster did. He is bear footed he hates shoes because of his claws feet. He had arched demon like feet and has sharp claws on the back of his heels. Has pointy ears with spike piercing on it. He wear ski goggles to cover his eyes because of the sun light but never takes them off because how people react to them. His arms to his claws fingers were metal robotics because of what the scientists did to him when he was younger in 1809. Same with arched demon footing as well they two were metal robotic under the clothes he wears. Aster has light brown hair with a mix of golden brown hair. His flames are white to blue on his tail ends as the float . His tail hair is the same has his normal hair but the tip was golden brown hair as well. He wears a special gas mask to help him breathe in air without have to use a inhaler all the time he runs also fog smoke comes out of it if he's super angry or just chilling. His body is covered in scars like bullet scars, burn scars, torture scars, claw mark scars from his claws when he has panick attacks, whip scars that are all over his back, and craving scars. He was super light but bows head when he goes under door frames or anything shorter than him because how tall he is. He is known as the outcast and quiet one who never start fights but if your press to many of his buttons well let God or any person you believe in be on your side because this boy doesn't fuck around. His whole right side of his face look like a bomb hit it and he's missing a lot of flesh so most people can see his jaw and sharp teeth. He's half deaf so it hard for him to hear from 9/11 in 2001. he's 7 feet tall and 10 inches tall which was taller than anyone in the world. He was in many militarys a lot of good and bad when he was taken hostage a lot. He's also the Prussian prince youngest son that went missing in 1504.

[mocha-tapioca]

HII this is related to the ask game thing you rbed i read it over and over again and i cant seem to comprehend it so im going to just send this anyway and hope its what the op intended lol

whenever i see you on my dash, i always feel like i feel happier. i love seeing you around and i love talking to you. you're such a kind-hearted person, and i'm so happy that i've been able to be your friend for pretty much a year now hfhshdh

not to mention how incredibly talented you are?? your art and writing is so incredibly *chefs kiss* you could write a book AND illustrate it as well and i think that's so girlboss of you

all in all im just so incredibly glad to know you. i love you /p and i hope you're staying safe out there <33

citronastervacado oh my sweet lord when i tell you this hit harder than a projectile tonka truck in the middle of a tornado GOD ILY2 /P

[mayullla]

Title: Self-Aware Thoma

Character(s): Thoma (Genshin impact)

Summary: Self-aware au; You finally gave Genshin a shot maybe because your friends pressured you to play it or found the game interesting. Downloading the game you had to wait for a bit as you found out that it will take a while. Unable to stay still watching the bar load you headed somewhere unknown to you when you were doing something else and error occurred but was quickly gone before you could notice it. The game booted up fine and you finally entered Teyvat, unaware that the characters that you will meet and talk to will slowly become aware and notice you.

Thoma adores you

Warnings/Tags: Yandere themes

Thoma had heard of the traveler who saved Monstade from a dragon, he heard that they also saved Liyue from an angry god. He looked forward in meeting them when he found out that they would be visiting Inazuma and also hoping that they would help him and the people fight the reign of the Raiden shogun

He was hopeful when he saw the ship that belongs to Beidou and her crew, yet when he saw the traveler he paused as if almost confused. He didn't know why, but it was almost odd when started at the hero who saved two nations. Like something was almost not right but those thoughts were quickly dismissed when the traveler didn't wish to help him when he asked.

Too much was on his mind back then to really think, working on connections and cleaning the Kamisato estate, the people's safety, and those who were captured or had their visions taken away hoping that he would not be the next to have his vision stolen away. He didn't have time to actually think why he felt off when looking at the traveler.

The shock and knowledge finally hit him when he was given a bouquet of Windwheel Aster, looking at the traveler's eyes did he see you. A different person that was not the traveler smiling at him when you looked at the picture at the screen, the two smiles on the traveler and Thoma’s face.

He was confused, was his suffering all just a gave to people? He wasn't sure where he belonged anymore or if he belonged anywhere, he was frustrated but he never showed it unsure if it was alright to say something to others who have yet to notice or keep it to himself.

He almost wanted to drop everything and just hide in his room, yet he wasn't able to see that you came back for him, looking for him. Thoma can now clearly see the sparkles in your eyes when you look at him, as if happy to see him when he sees the small tilt upwards in your lips.

Thoma knew that many were hyped for him when he first showed up yet when he did, many were almost disappointed at his skills and attacks. He understood that he wasn't really the best 4 star and mentally he was getting ready for you to abandon him too.

Yet here you were leveling him up and his talents. Going to domains just too far his artifacts, it took days and days when you finally got the perfect piece with both the main and sub-states you were looking for on it. When he finally understood how to manipulate the data he watched your face look at the artifact with delight and hope and only to groan when he was unable to quickly change the artifact substrates to the thing that you wishes and instead got the one that was rather disappointing.

Thoma wanted to tell you that it was alright! That he could work with this artifact and that instead of going to that domain again and again that you should head on and do something else, something that won't make you feel tired... as if he was scared that you would get tired of him.

But you persist continuing to build him and when he finally reached a certain build he was in your party. Thoma was a bit bewildered but in his heart, he was so happy! If he could, he wanted to hug you and thank you constantly for the fact that you did so much for him. Worked so hard when there were literally better characters than him, the words limited in his voice lines cannot express his gratitude towards you.

He was happy and only wants to do his best for you. Always excited to see you again when you come back and log in to genshin and greet him. He loves to fight side by you as you fought with samurais and treasure hoarders. Even in battle with there is always that otherworldly yet soothing feeling of being beside you that he was almost addicted to and just can't get enough of.

He was happy yet at the same time...really... he tried to hide that ugly feeling inside of him. That greed that he wished was not in his heart, the ugly feeling when he watches you build other characters, he understood that you can't be limited to only one certain character because different bosses need different teams when you fight them, he understood that he won't be able quickly to kill pyro slimes with a tap of skill or a pyro hypostasis or break a pyro mages shield compared to say a hydro character.

Yet he still wants you to only look at him…

Yet he cants… even if he wants to he was stuck in data and codes. He can't touch you nor talk to you freely limited to the dialog box.

He slowly started to add more and more dialog for himself telling you how you were doing great, not to be frustrated when you lose as you could always do it again, or how he wanted to thank you for all this time that you spent for him. Sure there were a few of those in the voice list but to him, that was just not enough! He also wanted to ask you how your day has been and if you were doing well and if you had your breakfast this morning or if you have yet to drink your water and that you should!

He wished he was right beside you, where he could actually hold you and talk to you and hold a conversation without those stupid codes. He wants to hold your hand and actually fight beside you, him right next to you.

But he knew that if you were ever in front of him he would never be able to do that, To scared that you would get hurt, a cut or even a bruise would scare him so much. He knew that these feelings were too much, but he can't cast those feelings away.

And only wishes that you will be in front of him in his arms.

[asterxles]

mysteryoflovc·:

“Why? I’ve taken a hit before. I’m a big boy.” Ben laughed as he watched the other. He had always been a smaller guy on the ice but not the smallest, always quick enough he could usually avoid a hit. Had teammates that game to his defense otherwise. He was scrappy though and wouldn’t exactly let someone fucking check him all night. “Well I look like this…” He motioned to his face. “But I scored in OT and won. And you know they say the best revenge is winning.” Ben wasn’t sure if someone said that, had someone said that? He watched Aster approach and could only grin when he kissed him. His skin was still buzzing from the win, body alight with excitement. “Oh my god, you’re so gross. Something’s not right in your brain.” Ben laughed but still nodded over his shoulder to where his bag sat. @asterxles

“But this is different. Your body may be rock-hard but your face is soft and sensitive.” Aster pepped Ben’s face in little kisses, trying hard to avoid any of the marks and bruises. “You scored the winning shot and you chose to see me over celebrating with your team?” His expression changed, his eyes shining with affection. “I think I might owe you a little more than just making out. And hey. Don’t judge.” Taking Ben’s hand in his, Aster pulled him towards the couch. “I need something to remind me of you when you’re not around. Plus if we break up, I could always sell ‘em!” @mysteryoflovc

[tomurderornottomurder]

battle of the bands; eddie munson

pair. gn!reader x eddie munson

summ. (request) reader is an electric guitar player in a heavy metal band and is vvv good, he goes up against eddie n corroded coffin at a battle of the bands, their relationship starts out as rivalry and they hit it off rather well after the competition, and as they become super duper close they start dating :)

gen. fluff

tw. swearing, masc implied reader (no pronouns), bi implied reader, mention of a one night stand

wc. 2.5k+

note. big ass apology for the person who requested this bc of how late this is and how much i did not go into detail about being friends with our favorite greasy man eddie

Loud music pumps through your ears as you stand at the back of the crowd gathered at the venue as one of the opposing bands rocks out onstage. You've got to admit you're pretty impressed but this band is in no way near you and your bandmates. None of these bands are but it's fun to watch them try. You survey the crowd, back to your original mission of finding your lead vocalist. Not only does she have the voice of an angel and the looks to match but she's energetic to a fault, even wanting to rock out like she is now before your performance. You spot your white-haired companion, weaving through the crowd to retrieve her. "Hey, Aster! Over here!" You wave at her and luckily enough you tower over at least half of the crowd and stick out rather easily. 

She turns at the call of her name, smiling as soon as she spots you. She weaves her own way through to you, taking your hand as she meets you, and greeting you with a bright, "Hey! Is it showtime already?" 

You nod, "Yup. We're right behind this other band uh, Corroded Coffin," You say in a questioning tone, "I don't know if that's right but they're up right after these guys," You point to the stage. "We need to go over the set one more time and final tune-ups and whatnot. You sure you're gonna have the energy for this? I saw you and you were going pretty hard," You look down at her with a quirked brow.

"Of course!" She jumps excitedly, looking up at you. She looks forward again before adding, "Plus I had one of those energy things!"

"An energy drink?" You crane your neck down, looking at her with wide eyes. She nods enthusiastically and terror spills across your features. "Oh god, okay." You swallow and un-crane your neck, promptly cracking your neck, and rolling your shoulders. Boy, is this gonna be a show. And a long night. You sigh and try not to think about it too much. You're about to have the night of your life, having to take care of your ball of energy friend later isn't that big of a deal. 

Once you're backstage, you throw your guitar strap over your shoulder and begin tuning your guitar. You can hear your bandmates clambering amongst their instruments and making silent remarks to each other. You try your damnedest to focus solely on your guitar but you can so clearly feel a pair of eyes on you. A shaggy-haired boy is staring right at you when you lift your head. You send him a sheepish wave and he sends one back, hiding behind his hair and hands. He's quickly pulled away by the announcement of Corroded Coffin coming onstage and turns tail and rushes onstage. 

Huh. You feel a squeeze on your shoulder from Aster and shake your head before turning to her. "Yeah?" You ask. 

"We're going back to the booth, c'mon!" She waves you over, practically jumping in place as your bandmates gather. 

You follow with your mind still a little far off thinking about the shaggy-haired guy. He was cute. But he was a rival in a rival band. Not too much of a conflict of interest, you think before shaking your head. You've barely known the guy, wait a little longer to contemplate a possible one-night stand. So, you shake him clear for the time you're in the booth. Things go smoothly. Everyone sounds right, how they're supposed to, and just that much better than the other bands. With twenty minutes left in Corroded Coffin's set, your band leaves the booth to relax and get pumped for the show. 

You catch sight of the shaggy-haired guy as you peek your head through the curtains at the side of the stage. He and his band actually don't sound so bad and you can't help watching him play his guitar. He looks so good on stage, his knees bent and his hips forward where his guitar rests as he strums with his stubby but expert fingers. You pull yourself out of the curtains while Aster rests a hand on your shoulder, making you jump about fifteen feet into the air.

"Are they that good, N/n?" She chuckles. She pokes your bicep teasingly. "They can't be the way you talk us up," She prods, tilting her head at you, curious for an answer.

"They can be good," You look down at her, "but they can't and they won't be as good as us." You start walking past her and she trails behind you. "C'mon," You swing your arm onto her shoulders, "let's get ready." 

"Okay," She smiles softly up at you before resting her head against you.

---

"Nice show out there. Too bad we're gonna kick your ass," You shoot a cocky smile at Corroded Coffin's lead guitarist, the same one that had ogled you earlier, and the same one that you may or may not have ogled onstage. 

"Oh yeah?" He says, all breathy-like and face gleaming with sweat from his performance. 

"Ohh, yeah," You nod. "Hey, what's your name, by the way?"

"Eddie, why?"

"Just wanted to know the name of the guy whose ass I'm totally gonna kick tonight!" 

Eddie rolls his eyes, "Alright, pipsqueak," He pats your shoulder, "let's see what you got then." He steps up, pressing his sweaty chest right up against yours. He'd seen you earlier and you were cute, real cute but god, now? Cockiest little shit he's run into. Besides Dustin, of course. 

"Oh, you will and you better get ready to lose." With the announcement of your band's name, you press your palm to his chest, giving him a light push. "Outta the way," You say before sending him a smirk. As you approach the stage, Aster comes up to your side and nudges you, sending you a smile. 

---

Just as you had, Eddie peeks in from behind the curtains, watching you and your band. You're phenomenal, he can't lie. Your fingers dancing across your bass and the occasional leaning into the microphone to sing a snippet with your lead singer, Aster. He can't help watching you two, you're hypnotic, and even if you're into the girl as you're doing your performance with her, he can't keep his eyes off of you. That is until Gareth -much like Aster had- comes from behind and rests a hand on his shoulder to check on him. Caught, Eddie flees from the scene, opting to watch your performance where everyone else had the not-so-nice, not-so-opportune spot to. 

You catch sight of your shaggy-haired rival while onstage but you pay him no more mind than a quick smirk his way before rocking the absolute shit out on the stage. Honestly, it didn't matter to you whether you won or not. What really got you every time was this, performing, just having fun with your band, and doing what you love. And maybe just maybe, it was nice to be able to brag in the face of whoever you chose that night to antagonize. (Like him, Eddie, the dude who probably needed a haircut but you liked it, it suited him and his scene, this scene). Though deep down you can't care less, you know some cash flow to your band can't exactly hurt and you play on like it's your last performance ever. (And most of the time, your band wins).

You and Aster are finishing up your last song with your duet. Though your voice isn't exactly the greatest (but not the worst either), it's better than any of your other bandmates and the chemistry you and Aster could display really sold the whole thing. So, there you stand next to her, both of you leaning into the same standing microphone, singing your little hearts out. Eddie is of course watching this, how close you two get, how your adam's apple bobs as you sing, and how when you're not singing you watch Aster and vice versa. He can't help the fire it burns in him. And he won't acknowledge the feelings it begins to stir in him.

Finally, you two are done. Your bandmates step forward and you all wrap your arms behind each other before taking a bow then blowing some kisses to the crowd and laughing and smiling at each other. You promptly file off the stage, instruments in hand, and hearts pumping wildly. This, this is what you love. You're taken out of your little trance by Eddie's presence, his eyes boring into your body. "Got somethin' to say, pretty boy?" You walk up to him, guitar slung over your shoulder.

"Yeah," His response oozes confidence. "Good luck," is all he says and you can't stand the smirk he gives you.

"You too, there Eddie." You pat him on the shoulder as you walk off. He can't stand it.

---

The announcement is made and your band is crowned victorious. Your band takes the stage once more to accept your little trophy and the cash prize along with the beautiful lime-green electric guitar that you had secretly been yearning for. God, it's beautiful and it just feels so right in your hands. If you weren't so tired out, you might have started to cry. Honestly, you didn't care about winning or losing but man, did it feel good to win. What's almost even better than all of this is Eddie who can clearly see you and you can see him, clapping for you and smiling right at you. What an idiot. I love it. 

Naturally, you have to talk to him. How can you not? Whether it's a quick fuck or something more, you're more than interested. Almost as if expecting you, he stands at the edge of the crowd, facing you with a slight smirk. He can't help himself it seems and he gives you a sarcastic little clap as you approach one another. "Well, well, well," He says, finally putting his hands down. "You won."

You nod, "I did." You hold up your newly prized electric green guitar, "Look at this baby," You slide your hand over the strings, "honestly all worth it just for this. Even becoming your enemy," You can't help your stupid smile, he looks so cute and he's not even mad. 

"Enemies?!" Eddie gasps, placing a hand over his heart. "I was thinking... maybe..." His eyes trail up to yours, "maybe friends?" 

Again, you can't help smiling. "Is this your way of asking to be friends because it's kinda lame..." You trail off. "Totally not like the hot guy rocking out onstage earlier," Eddie opens his mouth to speak but you're quicker, "If you really need help that bad with guitar lessons, you could just ask." You look at him for a moment before adding one final thing, "But fine, I guess," You sigh dramatically, "I think we can be friends."

"Oh, I hate you," Eddie says quickly.

"You know... I hate you, too." You wrap an arm over his shoulders as you walk out of the venue.

---

And that's how you met Eddie Munson. The loser boy who's your loser friend who you want to be your loser boyfriend. But you have to ask him. And you're not great at that but Aster kind of is. So, of course, you enlist her help. She's nearly as great friends with him as you are. Actually, both of your bands get on rather well. It made you all contemplate becoming one huge band before coming to the decision it would be better and more fun to stay separate and compete against each other. But back to business. 

The plan is simple and cheesy and you kinda love and hate Aster for it. The simplicity is her idea but the guitar pick is yours. What can you say? You're great collaborators. The first step is to lure Eddie back to his trailer which would be rather easy seeing as he's on his way right now. The second step to ask him to talk about something serious is not so easy and frankly, it's making you queasy. This is nothing like performing onstage and this, you actually care about winning or rather being accepted. The third step, pulling out the little ring box and presenting it to Eddie is even more mortifying. What if he actually thinks you're proposing to him? But why would he think that? Also, who would think that unless you were already together? Goddamn it, brain!

With the opening of Eddie's trailer door, all your time to worry is taken away; both a blessing and a curse. You do your best to act casually, waving at Eddie as he steps inside and plopping on the couch as he takes his boots off. Against your better judgment, because your heart is beating out of your chest, you decide to wait a little while or at least a movie's worth. And the whole time with Eddie's arm behind your head, on the top of the couch, and his leg touching yours, and his fleeting glances along with your own, he is unaware of it all. Until, the movie finishes, and you turn fully toward him, asking him to turn the T.V. off so you can ask him something. Now his heart is hammering in his chest too.

He sits up, pulling one leg onto the couch and keeping his arm resting along the top of the couch. "Yeah, what is it?" He asks. He doesn't want to be nervous but he can't help it.

You swallow thickly and try not to shake. Here goes nothing. "Okay, first of all, if you say no, it's totally fine. We can act like this never happened. And by the way, I won't hate you, I promise."

Eddie's starting to get antsy. What the hell are you going to ask him?

"Erm, anyway," You dig in your pocket for the ring box, holding onto it so tightly you wouldn't be surprised if it broke. "Would you- I mean don't you- no," You shake your head. "Would you... want to be my boyfriend?" You bring out the box as you say the words and you see Eddie's eyes widen about ten times their size. 

His mouth is agape. He's wanted this for so long. And now you're asking him and it doesn't feel entirely real. He wants to say yes but there's something on his mind, something he feels like he probably should have asked earlier. "I mean I would but aren't you... aren't you and Aster together?" His eyes meet yours in genuine concern but then you start laughing.

You throw your head back it's so funny. After you get out your first big cackle you can look at Eddie again. Holding back your laughs the best (the worst) you can, you say, "Me and Aster? Never, man. Never."

"But I thought..."

"Trust me, I asked her out before." You say it and it piques his curiosity but that's not his biggest fish to fry at the moment. "Um," Your laughter is finally over and you're a little too serious again, "is that a yes then?"

Eddie nods frantically, "Yeah, yeah, yes! Of course, it's a yes!" He takes the pick from the ring box and turns it as he admires the little thing.

"It's from the battle of the bands... when we met, and I totally kicked your ass," You look at him and he can't even come up with something. He's just smiling at you.

"I love it," He says before leaning over and pulling you into probably the best hug of your life.

[y4nfe1s]

can i request zhongli , xiao , childe , xingqiu and chongyun with a katzlëin reader , so basically they’re dionas older sibling

— aster wrote this one

— gender neutral reader

— mentions of food and alcohol (brief)

zhongli

— he loves your ears and tail!!

— thinks theyre super cool tbh

— also probably will ask if ur an adepti!!

— pets them carefully and loves it if you wrap your tail around his wrist

— will tell you stories about the adepti even though you're not one

— will help u clean your ears if they get dirty

— diona,,, finds him bland 😐

— and finds it lame he has no money and likes osmanthus wine

— but when you're talking and zhongli is looking at you with the softest look in his eyes,,, its all over with the zhongli hate party

— will forgive him for liking osmanthus wine

xiao

— THIS MAN,,, LOVES THEM

— will never tell you though

— so gentle and careful bc he knows how sensitive they can get

— will gently stroke them when you're sleeping in the least creepy way possible!!

— often asks you about them and is super interested

— gets a little sad that he doesn't have any (don't tell anyone though)

— diona doesn't rlly like him but once she sees him send you a gentle look shes all for it

— diona will ask if he wants any special cocktail made as a test and if he says no shes loves him instantly

— dethroning the alcohol industry one step at a time

childe

— this menace loves to play with your tail

— on god, he will chase you down too

— thinks its so soft and pretty! (or handsome! even cute!!)

— is LOADED so he WILL buy you little accessories for your tail

— even buys cat toys as a joke

— but when you sleep this lil fatui man is staring at you while his arms are around your waist, trying not to wake you up as he blushes

— will talk about them and his fatui minions are like, "sir? what ab the assignment."

— this man loves u stfu

— anyways diona is kinda worried, but once childe hits her with the "family is everything" mindset shes all for it

xingqiu

— he likes to study them

— and since he's also loaded, he will buy you pretty things to decorate with

— when he's bored or tired he will ask if he can smell them?? like just bury his nose in your head and smell the comforting smell of your shampoo

— don't tell anyone because he will tug on your tail hard enough to hurt for a few days

— will also slightly ignore them

— like, they're a part of you, he doesn't see them as special

— at least, not as special as you are

— diona appreciates that, she wants someone to love you as a whole and not just for your cute lil ears

— diona also likes that you're happy with xingqiu, and finds him intriguing

chongyun

— WILL 100% ASK IF SOME SPIRIT GAVE THEM TO YOU

— but once you explain he will spend hours looking at them

— will always ask first before he pets them

— finds out how to cook fish, even if its not your favorite dish

— will cook any dish for you tbh

— will go so soft if you make him popcicles, even if they're not correct

— holds onto your tail gently for comfort

— diona likes him, but finds it odd he hunts spirits, especially for free

— but, once she sees how whipped he is for you, theres no going back,,, diona may steal your bf (/j)

[moonchildstyles]

Aster h would totally be very clingy to angel when he’s had a drink or two :( like becoming a lost puppy just following her every move and he’d definitely become a tad bit needy whispering in her ear when everyone is engaging in different conversations “need you angel” she’d give his forehead a kiss and attempt to pull him closer to her but she ends up being the on in his arms his head falling on her chest laying there hearing her heartbeats she’s playing with his soft hair he’d whisper “let’s leave please angel wanna see what you promised you’d wear underneath” and she’s blushing so much whispering back “we are at home baby. can’t leave” and he just huffs loudly and you giggle everyone is looking at him “becoming a bit grumpy” you excuse him as he’s snuggling in your arms and it’s so sweet like Mitch and Sarah’s ar3 seeing Harry all lovey dovey:( Harry kisses your ear whispering “tell them to leave cause I wanna fuck my angel” she hits his shoulder “oh my god! They are your friends you tell them” kissing her cheek “so you wanna fuck me too, is that it angel?” She gasps “when did I say that?” He looks at her “just said to kick my friends out so I can fuck you” and angel might have not been their only listener

The way I have not stopped thinking ab this since u sent it I’m 🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸 bc aster h is such a “make love” kind of guy bc that’s how he views them being together even if it’s a morning quickie or something fast in the middle of the night before they fall asleep or just him taking care of her when she comes home from class like it’s all expressions of his love for her to him so to have him talk ab how he wants to fuck her im 🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸🥸 but I can SOSOSOSOSO see him being all puppy snd clingy like maybe they just moved into their new place so this is their version of a dinner party w Mitch and Sarah and Adam over like the usual suspects and they both drank a little that night but h is just feeling particularly happy and loose tonight bc ahh!! He’s finally living w her like that’s their bed in the other room and this is their house with their kitchen and their wine and they make this dinner together and she got dressed in a pair of cute jeans that make her butt look good but that’s his shirt she’s got on and he swears he sees the strap of a pretty bra she’s worn for him a couple of times and he just knows that she’s got something planned and he just wants to take her back to their bedroom and put her on their bed and finally really make this place theirs so he gets more and more puppy as the night goes like nudging her for her attention before he’s finally just grabbing for her and I need u angel:( and she’s like ofc!!! And reaches for his hand and goes to kiss him on his cheek while everyone’s distracted but that’s all she gets to do before she’s on his lap and his head🥺is on her heart🥺 listening to the heartbeat bc that’s the love of his life🥺 and he’s just grumbly saying he needs her now they should leave and she’s all flustered still w her hands in his hair like h this is our house we can’t leave! Like how silly is he!! And when Mitch and Sarah get all whispery and giggly she’s like all flustered still and sorry! He’s just getting a bit grumpy!! But they really don’t mind bc it’s always nice seeing h so lovey dovey and sweet on her and it’s nice to see y/n being okay w those small bits of PDA bc they know she’s shy still so they don’t mind if anything it’s just funny to see her get so flustered and h so 😠 bc he wants to be alone w her but it’s when h pulls her attention back to him that he’s kissing her neck before whispering “then make them leave bc I want to fuck my angel rn” and he shifts just enough that she can feel what’s becoming his hard on and she’s just oh my gos??? I’m not doing that u tell them!!! And he gets sososo smug bc she’s not saying no and if he knows his angel as well as he thinks he can tell by the way her hands tightened in his shirt and the way her breathing skipped and her thighs tensed just enough that she’s definitely not opposed to going to their bedroom she’s just too shy to kick them out herself so he gets way too smug and kisses her neck again before “mmm so you want me to fuck you then angel? Right now?” And she’s all heated cheeks and big eyes and omg h!!!! I never said that!!! And he’s like didn’t need to bc I know u want me to kick them out so I can take u to our bedroom and get u out of these clothes I know you’ve got something pretty on underneath🥸 and it’s just……..h does kick everyone out and they fuck on the dining table

[witch-hazels-musings]

dearest,

it is a still and cool night. the moon hangs silent overhead and the sky is softly sprinkled with a flurry of stars. i’m sure you would have loved to see it. you’d point at each one, naming constellations of gods and heroes long past, with that brilliant smile of yours. and unbeknownst to you, i would have taken the opportunity to stare at my love next to me; for just as you are taken by the wide expanse of the night sky, i am equally enamored by you.

no, perhaps even more.

my love, the wind smelled sweet today. i had tasked myself with reviewing the cargo of a couple wagons that arrived earlier this morning when i noticed a couple crystal flies floating around the wind wheel asters you planted a while ago. they’re blooming beautifully. you’ve always had quite the talent for gardening, and i’m reminded of this whenever i walk around the manor. the winery has certainly become more lively, and not just because the flora; it seems that the maids whisper among themselves that i have softened up quite a bit. i can hear their hushed conversations, their giggling whenever they catch me staring at your framed picture in my office. the other day kaeya called me a lovesick fool; however i could not find it in me to be angry at him, something that surprised even him. i suppose you do have that kind of effect on me.

i miss you.

it is getting quite late now. adeline just knocked and asked why i hadn’t gone to sleep yet. i am simply spending time with you: the you who isn’t here. i miss you. so terribly. remember, the Dawn Winery’s doors are always open. and i am always here. i long for the day you’re in my arms again. please hurry home. i’ll be waiting.

yours forever,

Diluc.

(-💖💖)

Diluc, 

I sit at my writing desk unable find the words to write on the page. I so quickly opened your letter only to be swept off my feet, though you know this is a common occurrence. How I have had to learn to walk time and time again because of you - I hardly know how I ever made it in this world before you. 

The days have been long and the nights arduous. This distance, though necessary as work continues to keep me from your arms, is quiet a strain on my heart. There are times when I feel you near me, hear your voice, see you in the horizon only to turn and find you aren’t there. I am growing weary. 

I am pleased to hear of the gardens fruitfulness and that you are continuing to find moments for yourself; please, do not work so hard. While the bed may be colder without me, I still hope it will bring you rest. 

I’ve read these lines over and over, the tears that you may find accenting the page are filled with my earnest desire to be with you again. I miss you, unbelievably so, I miss you. 

There is still work to be done for me here, but know that each moment that goes by is filled with thoughts of you - it is the only way I know to breathe anymore, to be near you while I am away. 

Please, don’t wait up too long. I’ll be home as soon as I can.

With all my love, Hazel

(I’m a disaster! - this hit me right in the feels and I am going to plaster this on my office wall T.T  bless you for thiiiiiis - totally unexpected and perfect in every way)

[slimepuparibaba]

ChiLumi | The Battle of Golden House

Golden House was what screwed my feelings over the most, if I'm being completely honest here. It hurts so damn much.

I don't wanna get into too much of the nitty-gritty before we start but here are some FYIs.

Childe temporarily joined Lumine's team after their little outing in Liyue. His reasoning to the Fatui was that it was to squeeze out information--in reality, he just wanted to spend time with Lumine.

The team was compromised of most of the characters, except for Venti, Klee, Bennett, Mona, Keqing, Qiqi, Jean, Diluc, Ningguang, Zhongli, and Xinyan. This took place BEFORE the 1.2 update happened!

Kaeya, Chongyun, Xiangling, and Barbara were the least suspicious of Childe as they spent more time around him and knew of his feelings towards Lumine--they are also the main team members in this fight.

All this is based off of my gameplay in Genshin!

Leading Up to the Battle

Childe and Lumine were very close. Weeks had passed and Childe had gotten to the point where he would use "Lumine" more often instead of "Traveler" or "ojou-chan". Childe would also call Lumine "Aster" due to her favorite flower being a Windwheel Aster

Kaeya was also the closest to the two of them and gave advice to both Lumine and Childe on how they should court each other

However, Childe was eventually reminded that the good times can't last forever. After he hard that Lumine visited the Jade Chamber that floated above Liyue, he remembered that he wasn't here to chat. His initial goal was to bring back the gnosis.

The night before the fight, as the team rested at an inn on the way to Liyue, Childe, cloakee by the darkness of night, left the group. He ditched the weapons that Lumine gave to him as well as his artifacts. If he held onto them during their destined battle, he knew he wouldn't be able to fulfill his duty.

Childe hesitated to leave, and yet, with a heavy heart, he left the Inn behind and stationed the Fatui to mobilize in Liyue.

The next morning, Lumine was shattered to see that Childe was gone.

Confrontation

The group heard of the Fatui being mobilized as well as the Adepti and the Qixing about to throw down, and Zhongli gave Lumine the tip that Childe was behind it. She really wanted to be able to talk it out with Childe and convince him he didn't need to go this far, but Zhongli himself stated that "sometimes, they won't understand that until everything is said and done."

Lumine was ready to confront Childe, but her heart was shaking and she felt uneasy. The uneasiness began to settle in though when she and the rest of the group approched the Exuvia and heard Childe's chilling laughter echo throughout the empty hall.

Lumine, hoping to resolve this without fighting, tried to talk to him.

"Childe, you don't have to do this! Don't you remember all the fun times we had? All of us? You're one of us, Childe! You don't have to be their pawn!"

Deep inside, Childe agreed. He knew full well that Lumine had a point--that he was merely being used as a pawn and he could easily discarded. He wanted to join Lumine, but...

"Monsters like the Fatui cannot be saved."

That was all that ran through his mind.

He wanted to agree; god knows he did. What he wouldn't give to leave the Fatui, resign as a Harbinger, and join everyone on that team on their adventures and protect everyone that he ever loved.

But he just couldn't do that.

Childe knew that Lumine wouldn't give up, no matter what, and he kept battling within himself. Sadly, though, his "loyalty" to the Tsaritsa got the better of him.

"Shut up!"

Lumine fell silent, and the entire group watched as Childe began to call her out. It pained him to do so, but his loyalty to the Tsaritsa practically demanded that he continue with this farce.

He said many things he truly wished he didn't say, many things he wanted to take back. But he was too far in. He stopped calling Lumine by her name, instead only calling her "Traveler", trying to distance himself. He mocked Lumine, as well as everyone else, calling them naïve for trusting a Fatui, of all people. Deep down, he was happy they trusted him. He wasn't upset with them, but himself for doing this.

Childe was waiting for Lumine to retort--to fight back and say something, and it looked like she was about to...

...until he said he was simply toying with Lumine's feelings.

Lumine didn't want to take that at face value, and Childe didn't want her to either. But, as soon as he said that, even though he may not have meant it, she shed a single tear.

Kaeya intervened, stating that Childe went too far. The Harbinger knew that... he knew that all too well. But, time could not rewind. He had already done enough damage.

He convinced himself that there was no turning back. If he was to fulfill his duty as a vassal of the Tsaritsa, he needed Lumine to hate him. He needed to crush all the lingering feelings that were held between the two of them. He needed to be the villain.

With that, he challenged Lumine to a battle. And thus, the Battle of Golden House was set in motion.

Phase 1 and 2: Childe Unleashed

He was completely ready for Lumine to throw everything at him, but instead, she stood still, not moving. Her eyes were devoid of the hatred he was hoping to see. It was... empty.

Instead, Kaeya, Chongyun, Xiangling, and Barbara hopped in. Noelle shielded the rest of the party, Lisa and Amber comforting Lumine, who was silently weeping in heartbreak. Everyone looked upon Childe with hatred, wondering why he would do such a thing.

Xiangling would crash into Childe, crossing blades and questioning why he was doing this. She believed he was happy with them, so why did they have to fight?

Chongyun, too, was upset. He may have come late to the party, but he saw how easily Childe fit in. In fact, while Chongyun was trying to train to get on par with the rest of the team, Childe would help out.

Barbara was one of the only rational ones, and she sensed there was more to the story. She tried to talk it out with Childe, saying that he didn't have to do this and there was no real reason they had to fight. She knew that Childe wasn't happy with this either.

But it was Kaeya that completely lost it.

People say that Kaeya is one of the chiller, cooler people in all of Teyvat. But, make no mistake... Kaeya is scary when he gets angered. When you push the wrong buttons, he will show absolutely no mercy.

While the three main fighters were throwing questions at him, trying to persuade him to stop it, Kaeya threw himself into the battle without second thought. He asked no questions--he only snarled at the one he once saw Lumine happy with.

Kaeya was supportive of Childe and Lumine when he saw how happy she was with him and how Childe seemed to be the same way. Kaeya understood Lumine didn't have her brother there like she used to, and he understood that same feeling, so he swore to try and be the brother that the both of them didn't have at the moment. Lumine was practically his little sister.

So when Childe betrayed her, when he broke her heart, Kaeya was ready to go absolutely apeshit.

Throughout the battle, even when Childe reached Phase 2, Kaeya would be the one throwing blow after blow at the Harbinger. It wasn't just physical hits, either. It included emotional daggers.

The two men would argue constantly, Kaeya threatening Childe and Childe laughing in response, mocking him.

"She trusted you--no, WE trusted you! I let the fact that you're a Fatui go because I thought you had some piece of humanity in you!"

"Then that was YOUR mistake! You just had to believe a Fatui all because, what? Your "surrogate sister" fell in love? Haha, don't make me laugh! Just because you didn't have a brother for half your life doesn't mean you need to project yourself onto the Traveler and become hers!"

The more their blades crossed, the more enraged Kaeya became. However, a third blade came into play and threw Kaeya's sword out of his hands.

It was Lumine.

Phase 3: Tartaglia's Foul Legacy

Lumine was standing still, her sword at her side. She stared at Childe with no emotion showing on her face. This was it, Childe thought. She finally hates me.

Childe held up his weapon, but before he could strike Kaeya and Lumine, she blocked it with her anemo skill, her feet digging into the floor as her geo skill kept her in place. Kaeya lept away, and all that was left on the battlefield was Childe and Lumine.

A large explosion of light occurred, but Childe simply appeared on the Exuvia, ready to grab the Gnosis. But when he discovered it wasn't there, he didn't know what to think.

Lumine stood still, and Childe wanted to end it there. But part of him delusionally screamed "No!", and instead pinned the blame on her.

It felt like Childe was slowly being torn apart on the inside. He wanted to stop it, apologize to Lumine and run away with her and their friends, but he needed to fulfill his duties.

In the end, Childe listened to his head. He unleashed his Foul Legacy transformation and destroyed the flooring below everyone, sending them to the lower platform.

Kaeya was going to step in, but Lumine game him a look. It was as if to say "This is between me and him." So, Kaeya backed off and retreated to the rest of the group.

Lumine and Tartaglia simply stared at each other. Tartaglia expected for Lumine to say something, but no words were spoken. Instead, she immediately rushed towards him.

Tartaglia expected to block it, ready to stop her in her tracks. He was ready to take her head-on and see her full power...

...then she drew two blades made of water.

Tartaglia was in shock. Lumine pulled a surprising move... she was using his weapon! It stunned him, even amazed him, but for some reason, it also broke his heart. He left behind the weapons he used when with Lumine's team, not wanting to use them in fear that it would stop him from using his full potential, but here they were... being used against them.

It was after she pulled those weapons out that Tartaglia's moves grew slower.

Many speculated this was because Tartaglia's armor was heavier and using up most of his power. However, Barbara understood. She saw the look in Childe's eyes when Lumine entered the arena. He seemed prideful, but his eyes said different. He, just like Lumine, didn't want to do this.

Tartaglia was holding back.

Tartaglia and Lumine kept clashing. Their powers were equal to each other, and Lumine kept switching between using her blade and the weapons once used by Childe himself. Even still, no words were exchanged. There was no expression on Lumine's face. Within the Golden House, all that could be heard was the sounds of blades clashing, lightning striking, wind howling, and water crashing.

The two of them fought hard. In the end, both were one hit away from being knocked out and losing. Tartaglia had one charged attack he had been storing up and was ready to unleash it.

"If I use it, she will obviously dodge it... and then she can beat me. Then, she will hate me like she was destined to."

Tartaglia lifted his blade into the air and, using his Delusion, summoned a large amount of Electro energy. It wasn't undodgable--in fact, Lumine could just jump back and strike him and the fight would end there.

Just as he was about to strike, however, Lumine instead rushed towards Tartaglia, rushing right past him. Instead of dodging, she ran straight into the attack. Tartaglia was shocked, staring at the Traveler being pierced by the lightning. Just as she was struck, she whispered softly the only words she had spoken throughout the entire fiasco...

"...if I knew it would've come to this, I wish I never fell in love with you."

Lumine, at last, fell.

Fallen

Childe dropped his weapon, staring at Lumine's body as it hit the ground. She was knocked out cold. He reached out his arm, only for Barbara to rush in and throw her arms out to her side, as if forbidding Childe to touch her.

Memories of the times that they spent together flowed through his mind. He couldn't move. He felt paralyzed. He wanted to pick up Lumine and apologize, say it was all a joke and he just wanted to test her strength, but he couldn't do that. He glabced at her body, lying on the cold floor, and understood.

He did this to her.

This was all his fault.

The words that Lumine said kept repeating in his head, echoing and resounding, practically taunting him. Just as he was caught in a trance, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen.

Kaeya stabbed him through his armor.

Childe, his Foul Legacy transformation fading, then collapsed on the ground, returning back to normal.

Paimon and Kaeya confronted Childe, who expected Lumine to be the one to get upset with him instead of the Calvary Knight. The Fatui Harbinger looked at Lumine, who was being healed by both Diona and Barbara. He felt like saying sorry, but the angry looks from everyone told him one thing, and one thing only.

"You're a liar. You never could've been saved in the first place."

"Monsters can never be saved."

Childe, feeling he had nothing left, lifelessly continued forth with the plan that he had formulated weeks before he had joined Lumine. He was still waiting for her to wake up and hug him, beg him not to, or at least just try and stop him. He wanted someone to tell him that he could change.

But no one did.

With a heavy heart and a false smile on his face, he summoned Osial and escaped from the Golden House. He felt no reason to stay there...

He was now a lost cause.

Kaeya, still angered by Childe, wanted to chase after him, but a weary Lumine told him to worry about Liyue instead. Kaeya protested, saying they should nip the issue in the bud, but Barbara agreed.

Not only that, but she knew that Childe wanted them to stop Osial. She could tell... she saw it in the saddened look on his face.

Departure

The group, after fully healing, ventured to the Golden Chamber and fought against Osial alongside the adepti and the Qixing. They succeeded, naturally, with the Golden Chamber sadly sacrificed. The Qixing became the ruling power of Liyue, with the Adepti stepping down.

In the end, however, the mystery of the Gnosis and it's whereabouts still remained. Thus, the team ventured to the Northland Bank.

It was there that they saw Zhongli, Signora, and Childe.

Childe saw Lumine and was about to congratulate her, but Kaeya stood in the way, and Signora gave Childe a dirty look. He realized that, truly, what was done couldn't be undone. He had to continue lying through his teeth, just as he always did.

Childe made a false apology, saying that he truly was just a pawn and just doing his job. But, truth was that he meant to say that he didn't want to do it, and that he wanted Lumine to scold him and steal him away from the Fatui. Even then, though, Lumine didn't look him in the eye and fell silent.

The answers to the entire "Rex Lapis murder mystery" were solved, and Signora gained the Geo Archon's Gnosis. With that out of the way, Signora commanded Childe to head back to Snezhnaya with her. Reluctantly, he followed.

But, just before he could leave, he waited at the door and for Signora to keep walking just out of hearing distance. When she did, Childe turned around and looked Lumine in the eye. He gave a sad smile, and said one last sentence to her.

"...Lumine... I... really hope you didn't mean what you said back there..."

Lumine, taken aback, had no words to say. He responded to what she said back at the Golden House... did that mean that he...?

Before she could try and ask, Childe left, walking out of her sight, never looking back.

From then on, Childe and Lumine weren't reunited. All that remained with the both of them was the memories of the time they spent together before the fateful battle that tore them apart.

...that is, until Childe's Story Mission.

may i just say that this entire thing broke me

bruh. childe. Why did u do that

;;;

also the blows he made to kaeya's pride

like

"i know you and diluc aint close, dont go projecting on lumine"

fucking christ dude you needed LUMINE to hate you, not the fake pirate dude!