#me using small text so this post doesn't look as long LMAO

[luvkyu]

babygirl ( kim mingyu ) part two

synopsis : it's been a while since you and mingyu made it official. now, he's eager to take a new step with you.

content : 4.8k words, male reader, fluff/smut 18+!!, baby/babe petnames, semi power bottom reader, first time together, handjob (gyu doesn't last long lmao), oral, face fucking, lots of praise, consent checks, fingering, a little chest play, anal, mating press, aftercare, written w/o the use of condoms but safe sex is implied in the form of other preventatives

note : alright, i only went through this once to edit it so sorry if i missed anything. but anyways i basically always post fluff so enjoy the smut!! idk when it'll happen again!!!!

minors go away pls,, im serious lmao

part one

mingyu stared at you from across the table. his cheek was propped up against his hand and his back was slouched. he watched your eyes in fascination. they were locked on your laptop screen, darting here and there while your hands typed away. your eyebrows kept furrowing again and again, which mingyu found amusing to watch.

the two of you had taken things pretty slowly with your new relationship. being friends first, it took some time to get used to things and relearn how you fit together. if you were honest, you couldn't believe you hadn't seen mingyu's feelings for you sooner. his continued patience and understanding made you realize just how invested he was in you.

"i gotta get going soon. i have a lecture to get to," you finally broke the peaceful silence.

mingyu nodded, hiding the small frown on his lips. he knew you'd have to go eventually.

"okay, that's fine," he replied. "could i come over tonight?"

you finally looked up from your computer to see mingyu gazing at you with hope flickering in his eyes.

"sure, yeah. i didn't have any plans so that sounds great. we can watch a movie or play games or something if you want."

mingyu nodded and looked down at his hands.

"..well, i meant could i stay the night?" he clarified. you watched him play with his fingers, a shy smile on his lips. you quietly laughed to yourself. he was too cute.

"are you asking me if we can have sex tonight?"

mingyu's eyes went wide. he looked around to make sure no one in the coffee shop heard you.

"don't say it so carelessly!"

you chuckled again, "you're the one who brought it up!"

"yeah, but i was trying to be subtle," he whispered as he tried to hide his own laughter.

"mingyu, we've literally already talked about sex. and we already went to the doctor together."

"well, yeah, but it hasn't happened yet.. we only talked about being safe and.. about what we like," he said bashfully, "and i didn't wanna make you uncomfortable if it's not the right time yet."

you looked back at your computer, blushing.

"..why are you so sweet?" you muttered. mingyu's smile grew as he watched the pink tint on your cheeks darken.

"i really don't mind waiting. i just wanted to ask y-"

"babe," you stopped him. "i'll see you at my place tonight."

you didn't think you'd ever seen mingyu smile so big. his pretty canines showed before he looked down at his hands again.

you started to pack your things and stand up with your bag over your shoulder. you leaned over him and gave him a quick kiss.

"text me whatever time works for you?" he asked as you began to part from him.

"i will. see you later, gyu."

an eager smile curved on mingyu's lips as he walked to your front door. he could feel his steps speeding up involuntarily, excited by just the thought of seeing you.

he knocked a couple times on your door, but it remained closed, and he couldn't hear any movement from inside either. he double checked the time. it was around eight o'clock - the time you had agreed on in your texts.

confused and a little worried even, mingyu let himself into your place instead of waiting. he figured it would be unlocked - you were terrible at remembering to lock it.

"y/n?" mingyu called softly. still nothing. he frowned and walked further in search of you.

"y/nnnn.." mingyu stopped when he got to your bedroom. your room was dark, but still lowly lit with a few candles you had placed around. he smiled when he finally saw you curled up on your bed, sleeping in the hoodie that he left last time.

"dummy. why didn't you get under the covers," mingyu mumbled. he was about to get a spare blanket, but stopped when you started to stir and your eyes opened drowsily.

"oh, hi baby," you greeted quietly upon seeing him. mingyu grinned at you, moving to sit on the other side of the bed. "sorry, i drifted off after i took a shower earlier," you explained.

mingyu just shook his head at the apology. he got settled beside you, sitting and just staring at you with a smitten smile. he looked at the hoodie that draped over your shoulders and torso, then the thin shorts that laid underneath.

"looks good on you," he complimented as he tugged on the bottom of the hoodie. his hand slowly let go and trailed down to your thigh instead, mesmerized by you.

he watched you then stand up to stretch a bit after your accidental nap. you stretched your arms up and stood on your tip-toes, letting out a quiet groan. mingyu couldn't look away. the hoodie lifted just over your lower stomach and your leg muscles flexed.

"god," mingyu muttered, "you drive me crazy.." he was sure his ears were completely red by now, and he could feel some heat begin to rush toward his crotch. he felt pathetically desperate.

"what?" you asked while letting your arms fall back to your sides. you were still a little out of it, sleepy and cloudy eyed. mingyu flopped down onto the pillows with a heavy sigh.

"i'm just.. really into you."

you smiled and got back on the bed, climbing onto mingyu's lap to straddle him. his head instantly jerked up as his eyes went wide.

"good thing i'm your boyfriend then, huh?" you teased, sifting your hands through his hair. mingyu could only nod and look up at you.

you could tell from the way his mouth drifted open just the slightest bit that he was dying for a kiss. the look in his eyes was growing more impatient by the second. you slowly leaned down, your torsos pressing against each other, and let your lips hover over his. you stayed in place for a minute to enjoy the view of your boyfriend underneath you. before your lips could touch at all, you sat back up straight on his lap. mingyu groaned helplessly.

"y/nnn.." he complained.

"hm?"

mingyu let out a huff of air and stared at the ceiling.

"what is it, baby?"

"..i don't know how much longer i can stay like this," he admitted. he continued to stare at the ceiling to avoid your eyes.

a small smirk formed on your face as you started moving your hips against his. you went slow, watching mingyu's face change in pleasure. his own hips lifted upwards just the tiniest bit in an embarrassing need for more. his hands shifted from your thighs to your backside, trying to urge you to move faster.

"better?" you asked.

"mm.." mingyu didn't know if he meant yes or no, he could barely form words in his head let alone out loud.

you looked down at his grey sweatpants and moved a little faster. seeing his erection fighting against the fabric of his pants made your mind foggy.

mingyu let out a quiet moan when your hands slid beneath his t-shirt and gently moved along his chest. your hands were a little cold, it made his stomach tense up and his mouth fall open a bit more. when your fingers barely missed his nipples, the faintest whimper escaped his lips. you smiled at the reaction.

"sorry, gyu. you're just really cute all worked up like this."

mingyu tried to ignore the blush creeping up on his cheeks again.

"..keep going, please."

you smiled at the breathy words you finally got out of him. your hips were moving faster with his now, grinding against each other at a matched speed. mingyu's gaze kept going to you, watching almost in awe. seeing the tent in your shorts was getting him all the more worked up.

your hands soon traveled back down his chest and waist before settling firmly on his clothed cock. mingyu felt his heart skip a beat, meeting your eyes again.

"can i?" you asked. mingyu instantly nodded, causing you to pull the waistband of his sweatpants and boxers down. you took his wet length in your hand and started stroking. he finally gave up and let his head completely fall back onto his pillow, mouth agape and letting all his softest sounds out. maybe he'd been waiting for this longer than he realized.

"just like that.." mingyu's voice was quiet. he shut his eyes as he breathed heavily and enjoyed the attention he was getting. before he knew it, he was thrusting into your hand, losing the embarrassment he'd felt earlier.

you could tell mingyu was close already. from the way his eyebrows furrowed, to the way his fingers curled tightly around the hemline of your shorts, to the way his dick twitched and throbbed as you kept pumping him faster. you found it cute how quickly he could get off when it was you handling him.

"almost there, baby?" you asked, watching some of his pre slide down your fingers.

"g-god, yes..!"

you worked your hand faster around him, bringing your other hand down to fondle his balls. you leaned over him again to finally give him the kiss he'd been wanting. your lips moved sloppily, both of you still focused on the handjob you were giving.

you then pulled away from his mouth and looked down at him with a drunken smile.

"such a good boy.. gonna cum for me?"

it was over for mingyu the second he heard those words leave your mouth. he wasn't even able to utter some kind of verbal answer. his back arched and he let out a loud moan as ropes of cum shot onto his stomach, some dribbling down your hands.

you watched mingyu's stomach rise and fall with his unsteady breathing. his groans died down with his high before your hand finally came to a stop. mingyu couldn't speak, he could only close his eyes and try to catch his breath. you smiled proudly while you unmounted his legs and watched the cum seep into his white t-shirt.

"sorry i should've taken your shirt off, gyu."

mingyu shook his head while sitting up. "it's just a shirt," he replied as he smiled and took your face in his hands, kissing you deeply.

"i can't stop smiling," he whispered, his beaming smile forcing him to stop kissing you. "still wanna keep going?"

you nodded and resumed kissing in what became a messy make-out. mingyu shakily began discarding his sweatpants and boxers, followed by his your hoodie. your hands traveled to his waist and under his shirt again before taking it off completely. he got chills as he felt you pull the shirt over his head, and then admire his tanned skin and perfect muscles.

"you're so pretty, baby," you complimented. you kneeled in between his legs as he sat on your bed. he looked up at you with blushing cheeks while your hands went through his wavy locks.

mingyu's hands caressed your legs, the two of you just gazing at each other in content. his hands ran up and down your thighs again before sneaking up your shorts. his brows twitched upwards in intrigue when he realized you weren't wearing anything underneath the thin piece of clothing.

"no underwear?"

you shook your head, "i figured it'd just slow us down."

mingyu laughed quietly at that response. you certainly weren't wrong. he slid your shorts down and finally laid eyes on your naked form. you continued to look down at him until noticing his longing stare at your half hard length.

"what is it, gyu?"

mingyu swallowed hard. he looked up at you with eyes you'd never seen from him.

"can i suck you?"

your dick immediately jumped at such a question. you mumbled some inaudible curse word and nodded, watching your boyfriend's attention go right back to your cock as he began to stroke you slowly.

you let out small sighs and moans as you watched him become entranced in what he was doing. before long, his mouth hovered over your cock as he looked up at you, as if asking for permission again.

"go ahead, baby."

mingyu smiled before taking you in his mouth. he didn't start slow either. he took as much of you down his throat as he could, tongue massaging your skin.

"fuck-!" you felt your body take a screenshot. your nails dug into the skin of his shoulders as you knelt in front of him.

you had never seen mingyu like this before. his attention was completely fixed on pleasing you. his eyelids looked heavy and he seemed to just keep moving his head faster. before you knew it, you could hear the wet sounds of his mouth and see some saliva slide down his chin.

"holy shit, mingyu," you moaned as your mouth fell agape. you could feel your hips start to snap forward, but you stopped yourself. you pushed mingyu's hair back, bringing him to look up at you again as he deep throated you.

"fuck, that's good.." your head fell back as you closed your eyes and let him work you. all his pretty, muffled moans paired with the lewd sounds of his mouth on your drenched cock would sooner than later be enough to break you.

mingyu pulled off of your dick after another second. his eyes drooped closed as he sat back and tried to breathe.

"you okay, baby?"

mingyu nodded, "just need a second."

"okay, take your time," you comforted.

you decided to take a rest as well. despite mingyu's otherworldly blowjob, your knees were starting to kill you from kneeling in the same spot. you moved to sit on the edge of your bed and propped yourself up with your hands. your cock still stood tall, glistening with mingyu's saliva.

after a minute, you felt mingyu's weight shift on the mattress. you turned to see him getting off of your bed and instead get in front of you on the floor. he gave you a mischievous smile and leveled himself with your crotch.

"babe," mingyu started, "you know you can fuck my face right?" he smiled again when your dick twitched at the question. he slowly started to take you in his mouth again, all while keeping intense eye contact with you.

"..are you sure?" you asked. mingyu nodded, taking you deeper.

"shit." you tangled your hands in his hair again and watched your cock disappear into his mouth. "just tap out if it becomes too much, okay?"

mingyu only moaned in response. he closed his eyes as you began to thrust into him. if you were honest, you were afraid of hurting him, but he seemed perfectly fine. excited even. you looked down at him with cloudy eyes and mouth fallen open yet again. the bed started to move and creak quietly as your thrusts quickened. you tightened your grip on his hair and let out a loud moan at the feeling of your cock hitting the back of his throat.

"fuck, you're taking me so well, gyu.." you were getting way too close, and you knew he could feel it. you pulled out of his mouth and let go of his hair while giving him a soft smile. mingyu didn't waste any time though. his hand instantly went to your leaking cock and started pumping you.

you fell back a bit onto the mattress, eyebrows knitting together and hips bucking up into his hand. you came with a loud groan and a yell of his name. you couldn't bother to worry about where your cum landed, you just let your boyfriend finish you off.

mingyu stood up with a proud smile and hovered over your laying body, giving you a short kiss. he then went off to your bathroom and came back with a wet rag to clean both of yourselves up.

"babe," you called softly. mingyu met your eyes as he wiped your body down.

"hm?"

"if i had known you could suck dick like that.."

mingyu chuckled. "what? you would've locked it in with me years ago?"

you laughed and nodded. mingyu couldn't help but blush. he stood in front of you and began wiping himself down from earlier. you watched him in intrigue. he was just so perfect. when he finally looked up and caught you staring, he instantly looked away with an embarrassed smile.

"stop looking at me," he mumbled. you could've sworn you heard a faint giggle leave his lips.

"okay, sorry babygirl," you responded sarcastically.

mingyu rolled his eyes at the nickname. he turned away from you completely to hide his flustered state.

"babe, you literally just let me fuck your face. but now you get all shy when all i'm doing is looking at you?"

mingyu finally turned back to give you a side eye. he huffed dramatically and set the rag down before joining you back on your bed, laying beside you.

"and it might be your first and last from me if you're not careful."

you laughed before pressing your lips into a thin line, showing him they were 'zipped'. mingyu nodded in approval.

"in all seriousness," you began again, "that really was amazing. i'm sorry it took us so long to do this kind of stuff. i just.. i like going slow."

mingyu shook his head, "don't apologize. i'd wait even longer for you. i want you to feel comfortable with me.. and safe with me."

you rolled over a little to face him better. your hand reached over to cup his cheek, thumb grazing over his skin. his eyes were locked on yours as his lips stretched into another idiotic smile.

"i've never known a man like you, gyu."

mingyu felt every part of him tingle. he leaned in to connect your lips again. your kisses started off slow and soft, as if pouring out every emotion you had for each other. but each kiss got more intense and sensual. he slowly climbed on top of you as your tongues met messily.

as he hovered over you, you realized he looked even bigger and broader this way. his arms flexed and his hair fell out of place, his pretty skin glistened with the finest layer of sweat, and his knee settling in between your legs was getting more and more dangerous.

mingyu stopped kissing you after realizing you were a little distracted. he continued to hover over you with concerned eyes.

"are you okay?"

"hm? yes! sorry.. was just, um.."

his hand came up to gently hold your cheek. "what is it?"

you smiled, "i was just admiring you."

"ah, i see," mingyu chuckled. "you were checking out how hot your boyfriend is, right?"

you rolled your eyes at him. although he was right on the money, he was still a dork. you wrapped your hand around the back of his neck and brought him back down to keep kissing you.

his lips started to travel down from your lips to your neck, his knee finally pushing up against your dick. your mouth fell open at the feeling. mingyu could've sworn he even heard the faintest whine manage to escape from you, and it just about drove him insane. he didn't bother to keep going slow, he chose a spot on your neck to suck and bite while his knee rubbed against your cock.

by the time you were fully hard again, your whimpers and heavy breaths were fueling mingyu's ego completely. he moved your legs to hook around his waist before crashing back into your lips as if he'd been starving for them. his hands caressed around your hips and down to your ass.

"you have lube right?" he asked with staggered breaths. you nodded and pointed to the drawer of your nightstand, to which he left the warmth of your leg lock to reach for.

you watched him pour the lube onto his fingers before bringing his hand down to your backside. he carefully began to spread the substance around before inserting a finger.

"is this still okay?" he asked softly. you couldn't stop the moan that left your lips. and if that didn't answer his question, you still nodded and managed to utter out a 'keep going' in between the sighs of pleasure.

mingyu's lips were on yours again before you knew it. his body felt warm and safe, and the constant, loving kisses as he took his time working you open added a level of intimacy that you didn't think you'd felt before.

you realized that your eyes had been closed for a while. you finally opened them to meet mingyu's gaze. he smiled at you, giving you another kiss. he had three fingers in you now, scissoring and thrusting as he soothingly rubbed the skin of your thigh with his free hand.

"i'm gonna keep going. just let me know when you're good, baby," mingyu said again. you nodded while his lips traveled back down to your neck. you could see his dick hovering over your own. it made your stomach turn in excitement.

mingyu pulled his fingers away from your stretched hole, about to add more lube when you spoke up.

"..i'm good now, gyu."

mingyu looked at you, "are you sure? i can prep you more."

you only shook your head and gave him a dazed smile. you watched his composure straighten out as he grabbed the lube again to start coating his cock. a dumb, eager, smitten smile was stuck on his face again, but you still found it adorable. how someone so impossibly hot could also be so disgustingly cute was beyond you.

"you look so good like this, baby," you complimented. you rested your arms over your head as you watched him stroke himself. he was getting all flustered again.

"are you seriously talking about me when i have you laying under me like this? all spread out and ready for my cock."

alright, he clocked you.

"..shit, don't talk like that, i might cum on the spot."

"noted." he kissed you one more time and lined himself up with your entrance. your legs naturally wrapped around him again before he began to enter you. his eyes instantly shut as he bit his lip in an effort to hold back his groans. he then took both of your hands and raised them above your head, tightly intertwining your fingers against the sheets.

he stopped to let you adjust before looking at you with glossy eyes. "still okay?"

you nodded quickly in response. squeezing his hands in yours, you lifted your head up to kiss him passionately. it was in that moment that it really hit you - mingyu may be your baby, but he was still a hunk who was realistically much stronger than you.

"keep going, baby," you told him. "you're doing so good for me."

a small moan left mingyu's lips as he let his hips snap forward a little too much. his forehead fell into the curve of your neck, his cock a little more than halfway into you now.

"..you feel so good," he whimpered into your skin.

your staggered breathing filled his ears as he tried to keep still, scared of hurting you if he pushed into you any further. you kept whispering praises to him as you let go of his hands and instead began to caress his arms and back.

"you can keep moving, gyu. i'm okay."

he didn't need to be told again. he looked down and watched as his cock disappeared all the way inside you. he smiled when he earned a guttural moan from you.

"ngh..that's it, baby. good boy," you mumbled, voice a little weak.

mingyu finally began to steadily slide in and out of you. he littered kisses all along your neck and down to your chest by your collarbones.

"fuck, that's good, gyu.. faster."

you heard a grunt from him as he gripped the sheets and started to pound into you. the quick change from gentle to rough made your mouth fall agape for the nth time that night. your legs became weak, falling wider to the sides around mingyu.

you could feel the bed moving with him, his thrusts just getting harder and rougher. you let your head fall back as more moans spilled out. the veins in his arms were popping and his pecs bounced with every thrust. you let your hands wander to his chest, squeezing as you fell into a trance. he looked down at your hands and smirked.

"like my chest, baby?"

you could barely put a sentence together. you just nodded and kept touching him as he fucked you.

mingyu soon needed more of you. he paused to move your legs, bending them up against your body and hooking them over his shoulders. the stretch made you choke out a whimper as he resumed his thrusts.

"m-mingyu..!"

he smirked again as he watched your eyes roll to the back of your head. "what? you like when i fuck you silly like this?" he taunted between grunts.

you nodded frantically, muttering out 'yes's under your breath. your eyes were glassed over, mouth still hanging and hole clenching around him. the sounds of skin slapping and your bed beginning to creak again just drove mingyu to go harder.

"right there-!" you suddenly yelled out just as you saw stars. "right there, baby!"

both of your moans filled the bedroom, mingyu drilling into your prostate. you met his eyes - his gaze was intense. but you couldn't hold the contact for much longer. soon, your eyes rolled back up to just stare at the ceiling, fucked out.

"pretty boy.. can't even look at me. am i making you feel that good?"

his words sent chills down your body as you sputtered out more 'yes's and 'don't stop's. mingyu was quite proud of himself, to say the least. you were always the one teasing him and babying him. but now, here you were, a moaning mess underneath him.

he leaned down closer to you, making your legs burn from the stretch, then managed to take your throbbing cock in his hand.

"y/n- fuck.. i'm gonna cum soon," mingyu groaned out.

"mmh.. me too," your voice almost sounded broken from the pleasure. you held onto his shoulders, hands sliding over his back and leaving reddening scratch marks.

the sound of mingyu's moans got louder and heavier as he chased his high. he continued to fuck you into the sheets, but his hips began to stutter with how close he was getting.

he pulled out with a sly smirk and started jerking himself. your legs fell back down as his eyes locked onto yours.

"let's cum together, yeah?" he prompted.

your jaw hung open as he took your leaking cock in his hand and joined it against his own, stroking both of you at an increasingly fast pace. you couldn't decide where to keep your eyes - mingyu's lewd face or your cocks being pumped together.

mingyu's orgasm hit with the longest moan you'd heard from him yet. you started to finish with him, humping up into his hands as your mixed cum landed across your body and the sheets beneath you.

he kept stroking until your climaxes subsided, leaning down to kiss you softly before falling beside you on the bed. you closed your eyes and tried to steady your breathing while mingyu reached over to get the rag from earlier. he wiped you down once again, cleaning you the best he could.

"don't worry about it, babe. we can just go clean up in the shower," you stopped him. mingyu nodded and gave you another kiss on your cheek instead. you laughed quietly at the smile he couldn't wipe off his face.

"sorry," he laughed with you as he covered his mouth. "i keep smiling too much."

"no, i like when you smile. just confirms that you like me."

he scoffed and looked over at you. "as if we didn't know that already."

pulling you in toward his body, he wrapped his arms around you and kissed your head. your legs tangled together as you hugged him tightly. he let out a satisfied sigh while gently caressing your back, then looked down at you.

"shower now?"

"yes please." you left his embrace and got up from your bed. you started to trudge to the bathroom, but mingyu rushed up to follow behind you.

"wait, wait, wait," he squeaked out as he caught up to you. you stopped in the doorway of the bathroom to look at him in confusion.

"what is it?"

mingyu blushed. "nothing. just wanted to stay with you."

you shook your head at him, although he didn't miss the stupid grin that grew across your cheeks.

"you're such a baby, gyu."

he turned the water on before moving closer to you, hovering just over your lips.

"babygirl, right?" he asked.

you laughed and kissed him, "mhm."

[genshinluvr]

Irresistible

Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader

Summary: You invite Kaveh to lunch at the abode with the men! While at the abode, Kaveh notices how the men crave for your attention and affection. You and Kaveh have a small (playful) argument. You two can't seem to resist each other, huh?

Note: I've thought about making this story into one of those "Five times Kaveh has fallen for you" type of stories, but I ended up not doing that because... that idea popped up in my mind yesterday. It was too late for me to change the concept of it 🥹 but that doesn't mean that I love this story even less! Anyway, I figured out how to change the text from black to white for mobile, thankfully! I have no idea why Tumblr decided to make it harder for me, but here we are! Anyway, I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: None... other than a small bickering between Al Haitham and Kaveh... and the reader LMAO

Word Count: 10.6k

Here you are, sitting in House of Daena, reading through your textbook to search for the answers for your botany class. You’re so close to finishing your homework for the week! If you complete the assignment soon enough, you’ll be able to go home a few hours earlier than your usual time. You look away from your textbook and rub your eyes tiredly. You have no idea how long you’ve been staring at your textbook, but it’s long enough for your vision to blur just a little. You place your pen down and massage the palm of your hands, scrunching your face up when you see the marks your nails have left on your hands. Whenever you write with a pen or pencil, you have the tendency to dig your nails into the palm of your hands, thus leaving a mark behind after using the pen or pencil for a while. 

“Oh, man. I’m so tired,” You whisper to yourself as you stretch your arms in the air and let out a quiet yawn. You blink the tears away and search for a clock to check what time it is. After a few seconds of scanning your surroundings, you realize that there’s no clock near you. “Great, how am I going to know what time it is?” You sigh, resting your head on the palm of your hand.

You look down at your textbook and notebook, puckering your lips as you debate on whether you should continue your homework or take a break for another few minutes to let your hands relax. You let out a reluctant sigh and grab your pen and flip through your homework to make sure the answers are correct. As you’re skimming through your textbook, you hear bickering from a distance.

“Listen, Kaveh. I’m just here visiting [Y/N] and making sure that they’re doing okay with their studies. Besides that, I’m the Scribe.” Al Haitham rolls his eyes, pushing past a fuming blond man. 

Kaveh rolls his eyes. “Ooooh, the Scribe! Big deal, Al Haitham.” Kaveh scowls at the gray-haired man. 

Cyno and Tighnari look over at each other, rolling their eyes simultaneously at the quarrel between the two tall men in front of them. While the bickering between Al Haitham and Kaveh is normal to the point where students and scholars are used to the argument, Tighnari and Cyno are getting tired of hearing the petty disputes between the two men.

“Can we please not fight right now? Arguing in House of Daena while students are trying to study is rude,” Tighnari says, glaring at Kaveh and Al Haitham.

Kaveh lets out a scoff. “Listen, I don’t care if any of you visit House of Daena. What I do mind is seeing a class of twenty people,” he motions to Al Haitham, Cyno, Tighnari, and the other men standing behind them, “visiting House of Daena at once,” said Kaveh, glaring at the large group of men with a dissatisfied frown on his face.

“Oh, come on, Kaveh! We’re not going to cause any trouble!” Aether says, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff of breath.

“Does anyone see [Y/N]?” Zhongli murmurs, scanning around the massive library, searching for your cute little head with a beret on top of your head.

Cyno furrows his eyebrows and looks at the men quizzically. “Does anyone know why libraries are so big?” Cyno asks, his red eyes scanning the tall shelves with scrutiny.

Venti shrugs his shoulders. “Probably because there’s a lot of things to keep track of? I don’t know,” Venti blinks at Cyno.

Cyno cracks a smile and presses his lips into a thin line to suppress his laughter. “It’s because they have many stories!” Cyno says.

“Did you happen to take the joke book from one of the shelves?” Kaveh asks. He turns and points at the tall bookshelves that hold numerous books before turning to look over at the Mahamatra.

“And what about it?” Cyno deadpans, crossing his arms over his chest. 

Gorou’s ears perk up, and he points over at a table where you’re currently sitting, face buried in your textbook while writing something down in your notebook, occupied with what’s in front of you. “There they are!” Gorou says softly, his tail wagging fast after seeing you.

Itto laughs and pats Gorou’s shoulders. “Easy there, Gorou! The faster your tail wags, the more you’re likely to fly in the air because of that thing,” Itto says, trying to avoid getting hit by Gorou’s wagging tail. 

“Gentlemen, let’s pay snookums a visit! I’m sure they missed us a lot while studying,” Childe says, pushing through the crowd of men with a victorious smile on his face. 

Al Haitham makes a face at Childe. “That is the most ridiculous nickname I have ever heard,” Al Haitham says, causing Childe’s smile to slip off his face and shoot a heated glare over in Al Haitham’s direction.

Diluc rolls his eyes. “Children, always bickering with each other over the dumbest things,” Diluc mutters, shaking his head in disapproval. 

Kaeya chuckles softly. “Let’s pay [Y/N] a visit, shall we? I’m sure they would much rather see us than stare at their textbook all day,” said Kaeya.

The men murmur in agreement before walking towards the table where you’re sitting. Before they reach your table, a boy with tan skin and jet-black hair approaches you. They all stop in their tracks and stare at you and the mysterious boy with their eyes narrow. You look up from your book and see Ali standing in front of the table you’re sitting at.

“Oh! Ali, what can I do for you?” You ask, putting your pen down on the desk and massaging your hand beneath the table. Sometimes you wish you had your laptop or tablet with you so you wouldn’t have to deal with hand cramps.

Ali gives you a nervous smile and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “I was wondering if I could borrow your notes for Professor Safar’s botany class. I wasn’t able to show up to class last week because I had a family emergency,” Ali explains.

“Sure!” You nod your head. “Let me find last week’s notes really quick,” You murmur. You turn to your backpack and begin searching through it. You pull out your folder for your botany class and flip through the pages in the folder, searching for the previous week’s notes. When you find the notes from the week prior, you pull them out from your folder and hand the notes to Ali with a smile on your face. “There you go! When you’re done copying it down, you can give it to me after,” You said, smiling at the flustered male in front of you.

“Thank you, [Y/N]! You’re a lifesaver!” Ali sighs in relief, grabbing your notes from your hands before scurrying off.

A few feet over, the men can see a group of male students patting Ali on the back and lightly hitting him on the back of his head. “You could’ve asked them out on a date while asking to borrow their notes!” One of Ali’s friends hissed almost too loudly.

Ali does a double-take and glares at his friends. “No way! I can’t do that!” Ali hisses back. “At least not right now,” Ali mutters under his breath, looking away from his friends, only to make eye contact with the twenty other men standing a few feet from your table.

“Oh? It looks like one of [Y/N]’s classmates has a little crush on them,” Dainsleif says, the corners of his lips quirking up. The men are about to walk towards your table, but Ali’s friends push Ali towards your table again, causing the poor boy to bump into the table, shoving against your abdomen. 

Ali’s eyes widen in fear. “I-I’m so sorry, [Y/N]! My friends pushed me, and I didn’t catch myself on time,” Ali apologizes profusely.

You give Ali a pained smile and wave his apologies off. “Don’t worry about it, Ali,” You grunt. You clear your throat and push yourself out from under the table and stand up. “What can I do for you, Ali? It seems like it’s important from the way your friends pushed you to my table with that much force.” You said, looking away from Ali and making eye contact with your boyfriends and the blond man that likes to call you an Abyss mage to tick you off.

“I….” Ali trails off, his heart racing against his chest before gulping the lump in his throat. “I was wondering what courses you’re taking next quarter! Yes, that’s what I was wondering,” Ali says, nodding his head with a fake smile on his face.

You shrug your shoulders. “I’m taking geology as an elective course next quarter. I’m also taking upper-division biology courses as well and an upper-division botany course,” You reply.

“Oh! That’s cool! Uh, I’ll see you in class tomorrow!” Ali says before rushing back to the table where his friends are watching from behind their textbooks. 

You sigh and walk back to your table, fixing its position before waving your boyfriends over with a smile on your face. The men give each other looks before walking over to where you’re standing and fixing your textbooks. While walking over to the table, Xiao, Childe, Ayato, Al Haitham, Zhongli, and Scaramouche look over at the table where Ali sits with his friends, almost glaring holes at the back of their heads. 

“Hello, beautiful. How are your studies?” Ayato asks, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulders, peppering kisses on your shoulders and up your neck.

You giggle and let yourself melt in Ayato’s grasp, placing your hand over his hands. “My studies are going well! I’m almost done with my homework. Then I can go home after I complete my assignments,” you said, turning your head to press your lips on Ayato’s cheeks.

Heizou points his thumb over his shoulders towards Ali’s table. “Who was that guy that approached your table twice?” Heizou asks, his bottom lip jutting out cutely as he looks at you with puppy dog eyes.

“His name is Ali, and he’s in my botany class,” You reply, stifling your laughter when Ayato’s lips brush against the ticklish spot on your neck.

Scaramouche looks over at the table from afar. “Do you sit next to them in class?” Scaramouche asks, turning to look over at you.

You shake your head and get out of Ayato’s grasp. “I don’t sit next to either of them. Ali misses class a lot, and I’m surprised that he hasn’t been dropped from the class yet,” You said, sitting back down on the seat and beginning to sort through your notes and assignments.

“A slacker, I presume,” Thoma mutters, narrowing his eyes.

You shrug your shoulders. “I don’t pay attention to any of my classmates. I’m here to get my degree and pass my courses. Plus, I’m not much of a talker in school,” You mutter, shaking your head before looking back down at your homework. You’re almost done; you just have one more question to answer then you can go home and leave. 

“Do you participate in class?” Kazuha asks, sitting down beside you and reaching for the pen resting on your homework. You blink at Kazuha and scratch your chin awkwardly. How do you tell them that you’re doing well on your assignments, but your lack of participation will be the downfall of your grades? 

Albedo leans on the chair, gazing at you with an amused smile on his face. “You don’t participate in class, do you?” Albedo asks, cocking his head to the side.

You purse your lips and slowly shake your head, your cheeks heating up. “I don’t participate in class, but I do speak up whenever I feel like it!” You defend yourself, the heat in your face gradually increasing the more the men stare at you with their eyebrows raised and the corners of their lips curling up.

“As long as you participate in your class, I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.” Baizhu comforts you, rubbing your back.

Xiao looks down at the stack of paper and textbooks on the desk. “Are you finished with your work? We can leave House of Daena now if you want,” Xiao suggests.

You sigh in defeat and shake your head. “I’m not done with my assignments yet, Xiao. I’m almost finished, but this last question is bothering me because I can’t figure it out.” You sigh, propping your head up on the desk, and glare down at the last question.

Tighnari’s ears perk up, and he walks around the table and stands next to you, looking down at your homework before he makes a face. “What in the world? This has nothing to do with botany at all!” Tighnari scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest with a look of distaste on his face. 

“What is it about?” Heizou asks, trying to take a peek at your homework. 

You scrunch your face up. “Architecture; Professor Safar is having the class build their own botanical garden and bring it to class as our final project. I’m no architect, so the math process is complicated for me since these formulas are foreign in my eyes,” You sigh, leaning back in your seat with a small frown on your face. 

“Well, if you need any help, we can ask any of the students at the Akademiya for some assistance,” Thoma offers, placing the palm of his hands on the table and giving you the sweetest smile you’ve seen today. 

You hum to yourself and debate internally if you should ask for assistance and complete your homework for the week or do them tomorrow instead and take a break for today. “As much as I would love to finish my homework for the week, I would rather take a break from doing my assignments. My eyes are killing me,” you said, rubbing your eyes with your index finger.

“Don’t do that; it’s not good if you rub your eyes too much,” Aether chides, lightly smacking your hand away from your face.

You snort and begin packing your things up. “I didn’t know you’re my eye doctor, Aether,” you joke, lightly poking Aether’s ribs, making him jolt and glare at you with his cheeks turning bright red.

“You know, if you need help with anything related to math or architecture, I’m sure Kaveh can help you with it!” Tighnari speaks up, looking over at the blond male that stood far from the group, his arms crossing over his chest as he looks at the group with scrutiny. 

You nod your head slowly. “Right, I will keep that in mind! But for now, I want to take a break from my homework and my studies. We can meet up tomorrow at House of Daena to go over the last question on my assignment!” You said, getting up from your seat.

Venti claps his hands happily. “It looks like [Y/N] has a new tutor on the subject they’re not familiar with!” Venti cheers, rushing over to tackle you into a hug while snuggling up to you. “Maybe you’ll make a new friend after the tutoring session tomorrow!” Venti says optimistically.

As much as you wanted to push Venti off and tell him not to make a comment like that, Venti is sort of right. Even if you’re an excellent student, you hardly go to anyone else to help you with something you’re unfamiliar with. You usually go to one of the men to help you out with certain subjects for your homework, never someone that is outside of your inner circle.

Itto leans down to Venti before whispering loudly, “I don’t think he volunteered or agreed to this.” 

Al Haitham crosses his arms over his chest. “Kaveh, be useful for once and help [Y/N] with the final question on their homework tomorrow. Tighnari, Cyno, and I will be keeping you two company to make sure none of you kill each other,” said Al Haitham.

Childe makes a face. “Wait a minute, are we not allowed to come along and help [Y/N] with their studies tomorrow?” Childe raises his eyebrows at Al Haitham. “I don’t think it’s fair for a small number of you to help [Y/N] out with their studies when we can help as well,” Childe huffs.

“Wait a minute….” You trail off, tapping on your chin as you zip up your backpack and sling it behind your back. “I just realized that there’s no class tomorrow because there’s a holiday or a celebration coming up, I believe,” You murmur, tapping on your chin.

Zhongli smiles and pats your head. “Unless House of Daena is opened tomorrow on a holiday, you and Kaveh can study in the library back at the abode,” Zhongli suggests. “Though, if Kaveh does come over to the abode to assist you with your homework and studies, someone is going to need to help Kaveh find the abode,” Zhongli murmurs, stroking his chin.

Baizhu crosses his arms over his chest. “I don’t think any public buildings are opened on holidays or when there’s a celebration going on,” said Baizhu. “And since there’s a holiday or a celebration going on, you should take a break from your assignment and relax,” Baizhu suggests.

You sigh and cover your face with both of your hands, head tilting back and letting out a sigh of frustration. “You know what? I might as well finish it now instead,” You grumble, taking your backpack off and pulling your assignments back out.

Scaramouche furrows his eyebrows at you, giving you a questioning gaze. “I thought you wanted to take a break for today and finish the last sentence tomorrow,” Scaramouche props his hands on his hips.

You nod your head, pulling out your pen from the pouch in your backpack. “I was going to do that, but I changed my mind,” You sigh, leaning on your arm and staring at the paper in front of you.

“Oh no,” Gorou laughs nervously.

Kaveh cocks his eyebrow at Gorou’s reaction. “‘Oh no,’ what?” Kaveh asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

“[Y/N]’s getting stressed out and frustrated. It usually happens when things don’t go as planned,” Ayato murmurs to Kaveh, making sure that you didn’t hear a single word he said to the blond man. 

You let out a sharp exhale and give the men a tight smile. “I’m fine. I’m just….” You trail off, pinching the bridge of your nose, and take in deep breaths. “I’ll be fine, it’s one question, and I’ll be done in no time,” you reassure yourself, trying to hold onto the last bits of your sanity. This quarter has been nothing but draining, and you want to get it over with already. 

Albedo and Kaveh make eye contact with each other for a brief moment. Albedo gestures for Kaveh to assist you with the final question on your assignment. Kaveh sighs and walks around the table, and sits down beside you, scooting his chair closer to where you sit and leaning over your shoulders to get a better look at the question you’re having issues with. 

“With Kaveh’s assistance, I’m sure he can help [Y/N] complete their assignment fast,” Albedo says. “It’s still early in the day, so there’s no need to rush,” Albedo adds.

You sigh and lean on your arms. “I just want to get it over with,” You rub your eyes. You feel Kaveh tap your shoulders, and you turn to look at him. Kaveh pulls out a spare paper from your folder and starts to write the equation down. You lean towards where he sits and look down at the paper that he places between the two of you. Everything Kaveh wrote down looks confusing to you.

“It’s okay if you don’t understand it. Kaveh will walk you step by step through the process,” Kazuha says softly, giving your shoulders a comforting squeeze. 

For the next one and a half hours, Kaveh walks you through the final question on your homework. Kaveh is surprisingly patient—given the fact that he has no patience for Al Haitham at all. You couldn’t help but think back to the time when you and Kaveh met for the first time, and it was awkward. You can feel a slight tension between you and Kaveh; it wasn’t a bad tension; it just felt awkward between the two of you.

“Okay, I’m finished!” You sigh in relief, letting the pen fall on the table as you massage the palm of your hands. “Is it right?” You ask, turning to look at Kaveh, only to catch him staring at you. 

Kaveh blinks and looks down at your answer before slowly nodding his head. You sigh in relief and lean back in your seat, rubbing your eyes.

Kaeya chuckles. “Since you’re finished with your homework now, let’s head back to the abode now, shall we?” Kaeya asks, holding his hand out for you to take. “It’s almost lunchtime, and I have a feeling that you haven’t eaten anything today aside from breakfast,” said Kaeya. He pokes you lightly in the stomach, and you nod your head slowly.

“And you are correct, Kaeya,” you sigh. You get up from your seat and stretch your arms in the air, almost letting a moan slip out when you stretch. “What are we having for lunch?” You ask, beginning to pack your things into your backpack.

Dainsleif points over at Thoma. “We didn’t know what you wanted to eat for lunch. Usually, we have all kinds of food for lunch, but I think Thoma wants to focus on serving dishes from Sumeru this time,” Dainsleif says. “Although, if you prefer eating something else, we can always change that,” Dainsleif adds. 

“I’m okay with anything as long as I eat something,” You answer. You open your mouth to add another comment when the loud rumbling of your stomach cuts you off. Heat rushes to your face and to the tips of your ears; you place both of your hands on your tummy and clear your throat awkwardly. 

Xiao smiles at you and shakes his head. “Looks like someone’s hungry,” Xiao reaches for your hands and gives your hand a light squeeze. “Let’s pack up and go back to the abode,” Xiao says softly, squeezing your hands. 

You turn to look over at Kaveh, who is already walking towards the exit of House of Daena. You can’t help but feel bad that Kaveh is left out of the conversation and lunch plans. You release Xiao’s hands and quickly run after the blond man, causing the other men to cast each other questioning glances at each other. 

“Kaveh!” You pant, reaching out to tap him on the back. Kaveh stops in his tracks and turns around, and looks down at you curiously. “If you’re not busy, do you want to join us for lunch at the abode?” You ask shyly, waiting for the blond man to respond to your lunch invitation.

“Looks like you’ll be making extra food for today, Thoma,” Diluc says, turning to look over at the Kamisato housekeeper. “We’ll need to make sure that there are enough seats for everyone joining,” Diluc murmurs, stroking his chin.

Thoma smiles and pats Diluc’s shoulders. “I’m sure there will be plenty of seats for everyone! As for the spacing of the dining area….” Thoma trails off.

“We can always dine outside of the estate! There’s plenty of space on the pavilion in the backyard that has a nice view of the garden and water fountain,” Aether suggests, leaning on the table with his left hand.

Heizou clears his throat. “Before we start planning anything, we need to make sure that Kaveh is joining us or not,” Heizou whispers, gesturing for the others to look over where you and Kaveh are standing. 

“I’m sure he’ll join us for lunch,” Ayato says, his blue eyes locking gazes with Kaveh from afar. “Besides, who can resist someone as sweet as [Y/N]?” Ayato asks, the corners of his lips curving upwards. 

Scaramouche scoffs and rolls his eyes. “He better not disappoint [Y/N],” Scaramouche says, “If he does disappoint [Y/N], do I have permission to zap him?” Scaramouche asks, looking over at Al Haitham.

Al Haitham nods his head. “Go ahead, be my guest,” Al Haitham smirks.

They hear a faint squeal coming from you, and they all turn to look over at where you and Kaveh are standing. You cheer and tackle Kaveh into a hug but then quickly release him after realizing what you have done. 

Kazuha laughs softly. “I’m assuming that Kaveh has agreed to the lunch invitation,” Kazuha comments.

Itto whistles softly and nudges Scaramouche in the ribs with his elbows. “Darn, Scaramouche. It looks like you won’t be able to zap Kaveh any time soon,” Itto says, feigning disappointment. “Such a shame,” Itto crosses his arm over his chest and shakes his head with a fake disappointed frown. 

Scaramouche stares at Itto for a moment without saying a single thing. A thought then crosses over Scaramouche’s mind, and a faint smirk appears on Scaramouche’s face. While Itto is distracted, Scaramouche inches his hand close to Itto’s bare torso, charging up his attack and zapping Itto in the ribs. Itto lets out a loud yowl and jumps in the air, clutching onto the area where Scaramouche has sent small bolts of electricity to his ribs.

Everyone in the library looks over at Itto with blank and mildly annoyed expressions, annoyed that Itto has disturbed the silence with his sudden exclamation. Itto gives the Akademiya students an apologetic smile, silently apologizing to them for disrupting their study sessions before glaring down at the snickering Harbinger.

“Oh! They’re walking back to us!” Gorou whispers, subtly pointing over at you and Kaveh. 

You walk over to the men with a big smile on your face while Kaveh looks unamused. Well, he seems like he’s trying his best not to smile but is kind of failing miserably. The minute his eyes lands on Al Haitham, the strained smile slips off his face completely. 

You clap your hands softly, making sure that the men are the ones that can hear it and not the other students that are trying to study. “Good news! Kaveh will be joining us for lunch!” You said happily. “Although he was reluctant on it at first, I insist that he joins because I didn’t want him to feel left out while all of us return to the abode for lunch,” you add. 

“Well, we’re glad that you’re joining us for lunch, Kaveh,” Dainsleif says, smiling at the blond dendro user.

Kaveh sighs in defeat and points over at you with his thumb, his cheeks slowly turning bright pink. “I couldn’t say no to a face like that,” Kaveh mutters begrudgingly. 

You flash the men an innocent smile before rushing to grab your backpack and pack your things. “Okay! Since we’re done with my homework now, with the help of Kaveh, let’s go to the abode for lunch!” You said. “I don’t think I can wait any longer,” you sigh, attempting to ignore your stomach, twisting with hunger. 

Ali’s head perks up at the sound of your voice, and panic starts to set in when he sees you packing up your bag, getting ready to leave House of Daena with a group of unfamiliar men, Kaveh, the Mahamatra, Tighnari, and the Scribe. Ali scrambles to get up from his seat and rushes over to where you stand, almost tripping over the leg of the table. 

“W-Wait!” Ali exclaims, holding his hand out to grab onto your Akademiya uniform, pulling you back suddenly. 

Your eyes widen, and you stumble back, turning to look over at a distraught Ali. You give the men a look as if you’re telling them not to start anything. You clear your throat, fix your uniform and adjust the backpack around your shoulders.

“Is there something you need, Ali?” You ask politely, giving Ali a small smile.

Ali feels himself becoming flustered when you smile at him, his heart racing against his chest, causing Gorou and Tighnari to raise their eyebrows at Ali. Gorou and Tighnari look over at each other, looking unamused. 

Ali clears his throat awkwardly and begins to fiddle with his thumbs. “I was wondering if you would like to study with me right now. I can’t seem to process the information that you have written down for Professor Safar’s class,” Ali mumbles, gulping his saliva loudly.

You blink at Ali and at the men, who are all looking at you, waiting for you to reply to Ali’s study date. You look over at Ali and give him a sympathetic smile. “As much as I would love to do that, Ali, I’m about to go back home to have lunch with the boys,” you said, nodding your head toward your boyfriends and Kaveh's direction. 

“O-Oh!” Ali visibly deflates at your rejection. “Well, how about next time?” Ali asks in a hopeful tone.

“Yeah, we can study together next time!” You nod your head. Ali gives you a fake smile before walking away, his hands clenching at his sides. You sigh softly and turn to look at the men who are staring at Ali with scrutiny. “Okay, let’s go back to the abode now! I can’t wait any longer,” you said, grabbing onto the closest men’s wrists and walking out of House of Daena with the others following behind. 

“You notice that Ali has a small crush on [Y/N], right?” Gorou whispers to Tighnari as they walk side by side. 

Tighnari nods his head. “It’s very obvious with the way he acts and speaks around [Y/N]. However, I don’t blame him. [Y/N] is irresistible,” Tighnari says softly, his gaze boring into your back. 

After you and the men have arrived at the abode, you sigh in relief and take your backpack off your shoulders. Finally back home, and now you have a few days to relax and not have to worry about completing assignments and studying for endless hours at House of Daena. Although you’re on break, you still want to review some course material as final exams are closing in on you and the students at the Akademiya. 

“Finally home! Now you can finally relax and spend some time with me!” Heizou says, throwing his arms around your shoulders, nuzzling up against your neck, and pressing a small kiss on your jaws.

“Ahem.” The others clear their throats, staring at Heizou with their eyes narrowing, their hands propping up on their waist and others have their arms crossing over their chests. 

Aether lets out a huff of breath, pouting at you and Heizou like an angry kitten. “You can’t hog [Y/N] to yourself! It’s not fair for the rest of us!” Aether grumbles, contemplating whether he should blast Heizou off of you or not. 

Thoma laughs nervously and pats Aether’s shoulders. “Plus, we don’t want our guest to feel awkward now, do we?” Thoma says, looking at Kaveh from the corners of his eyes. 

Venti snorts and pats Kaveh’s back lightly. “You’ll get used to the guys wanting [Y/N]’s attention. Like what Ayato said earlier at House of Daena, who can resist someone like [Y/N]?” Venti asks, looking up at the blond man who is staring at you and Heizou intently. 

“That is if Kaveh decides to return to the abode after today,” Baizhu adds. Venti nods his head in agreement, unsure whether the men constantly wanting your attention would drive the blond man away from the abode. 

You lightly push Heizou away after kissing his cheeks and give him a pat on the head. “As much as I love having you all fight over me,” you begin with a joke, “but I need to drop my things off in my bedroom and change out of the Akademiya uniform,” you said. 

You all walk into the estate and take your shoes off at the entrance before putting them on shoe racks. You quickly rush up the stairs to change out of your Akademiya uniform and put your backpack on the seat at your desk. You walk over to your closet and pull out the comfiest pajamas you have in your closet to change into. For a moment, you stand in the middle of your bedroom, debating if you should go take a shower and change into your pajamas or just change into them and take a shower after having lunch. 

“Knock, knock! Guess who’s here, onikabuto booboo bear!” Itto sings, tapping on your door with his knuckles as he peeks his head into your bedroom with a big smile on his face.

You look over at Itto and smile at him, motioning for him to enter your room. Itto walks into your room before plopping down on your bed, sitting at the edge of your bed, and scans your bedroom. 

You look at Itto quizzically. “Is there something you need, Itto? I might shower soon, but I’m not sure if I should….” you trail off, pinching the fat of your chin. “It’s going to take a while for the food to be done cooking, so I might as well shower now,” you said. 

You’re about to walk by your bed and Itto, but the oni reaches you and grabs your wrist, pulling you towards him. You fall lightly on the bed; Itto wraps his arms around your waist and his legs around your thighs, burying his face into the crook of your neck. You grumble and lay in Itto’s arms, letting the tall man cling to you.

“Really, Itto? This is where you ran off to?” You hear someone speak up from the entrance of your bedroom. You lift your head and peek over Itto’s broad shoulders, only to see Diluc and Childe standing at the door with their arms crossing over their chests, their eyes staring holes into Itto’s bare back. You writhe in Itto’s arms, trying to escape from the clutches of Itto’s iron grip, failing miserably.

“Itto, as much as I would love to cuddle with you, I really want to go take a shower,” you whine softly, patting Itto’s arms. Itto mumbles and shakes his head, continuing to bury his face into your neck. You move your face away from Itto’s head, trying not to get poked in the eye by Itto’s horns.

You hear Diluc release an exasperated sigh before walking into your bedroom, heading towards where you and Itto lay. Diluc grabs onto Itto’s ears and tugs on them really hard, making Itto let out a loud yelp, releasing you from his grasp. Itto gets out of bed and follows after Diluc while whining over Diluc being harsh on him. 

“I wouldn’t be pulling on your ears if you didn’t sneak away to have a private cuddling session with [Y/N] while they’re trying to shower,” Diluc mutters, lightly slapping Itto on the back of his head. Itto makes a face at Diluc and Childe, letting the two of them escort him out of your bedroom to give you some privacy. Diluc and Childe give you an apologetic look before closing the door behind them.

While you’re in the shower, the men are downstairs conversing with one another while waiting for the food to be finished cooking. Kaveh sits on the couch, his eyes locking on the littlest design of the estate with curiosity. The estate is a combination of various regions; usually, combining many cultures in one space would make it look out of place and a little bit tacky, but you’re all able to make it work without it looking strange. 

“What do you think of the estate so far?” Kazuha asks, approaching Kaveh with a glass cup of water and handing it to the blond man. Kaveh takes the cup from Kazuha’s hand and takes a sip from the cup.

“I hope you don’t feel overwhelmed by the estate and the number of people that resides here,” Albedo says softly, giving Kaveh a small smile.

Cyno lets out a soft sigh. “I’m sure Kaveh feels okay with being in an unfamiliar environment. If he wants to explore the abode, we’ll have someone show him around while the food is cooking,” Cyno says, patting Kaveh’s shoulders. 

You walk down the stairs with a towel wrapped around your head while dressed in your comfortable pajamas and slippers on your feet. You rub your eyes and grumble to yourself while walking to the kitchen to grab something to drink. 

“Done with your shower already?” Kaeya asks, leaning across from you on the island in the kitchen. 

You nod your head and place a cold glass pitcher on the kitchen island. “I was going to take a shower after lunch, but I changed my mind,” you said. You turn and grab a mug from the kitchen cabinet and place it down on the island. “Now, I feel fresh, clean, and ready to eat something because my hunger has yet to be diminished,” you said, pouring water into the cup from the pitcher. 

“You should dry your hair; we wouldn’t want you to get a headache or get sick because you didn’t dry your hair,” Zhongli comments. Zhongli leans onto the island beside you and gazes down at you intently. 

You wave Zhongli’s comments off. “I’ll be fine, Zhongli! I never dry my hair with a blow dryer; I usually let them air dry,” you said, taking your towel off your head and running your fingers through your damp hair. 

Xiao raises his eyebrows at you. “Didn’t you get a headache last time from not drying your hair?” Xiao asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

You clear your throat and shake your head. “That is false, Xiao. I never had a headache from not drying my hair. The last time I had a headache was when I was studying for way too long and didn’t give myself a break,” You said, scrunching your face up before placing the pitcher back into the refrigerator.

While visiting the abode and waiting for lunch to be made, Kaveh notices how clingy these men are when it comes to you. And, of course, you didn’t seem to be bothered by their clinginess at all. While waiting for lunch to be finished, you would sneak a couple of bites from the food while Thoma isn’t looking. When Thoma catches you, he makes you assist him with the cooking, and you don’t complain about it one bit because you continue to sneak small bites from the food. 

Being the sweet person that he is, Thoma didn’t scold you for sneaking bites from the food that was laid out on the plate, ready to be served to everyone. Instead, he would lightly pinch your cheeks (the upstairs one, not the downstairs one) before pressing a kiss on the top of your head. 

“Oh my gosh, these are delicious,” you mumble, both of your cheeks stuffed with food.

Thoma laughs lightly. “I’m glad that you like the food, beautiful. However, I don’t recommend eating this many while the others are waiting for food to be served. They’ll catch onto you when they see how little you’re eating,” Thoma says, poking your cheek lightly.

“They are not going to find out!” You protest, shoving Thoma lightly while holding back your grin.

Childe leans against the door frame of the kitchen. “Oh? Sneak eating while the others are just as hungry as you are, snookums?” Childe asks, pushing himself away from the frame and walking towards you and Thoma. 

You gulp down the food in your mouth and lick your lips. “And what about it, Mister Fatui Harbinger? Going to pry the food out of me?” You stick your tongue out at Childe before taking another bite from the food in front of Childe and Thoma.

Childe takes the food from your hands and takes a bite of it before putting you in a headlock, rubbing the top of your head with his knuckles. You squirm in Childe’s hold and lightly punch Childe’s back, trying to escape Childe’s iron grip. Childe and Thoma bark out a laugh and give each other a high five before Childe releases you from his grasp. You mumble incoherent words to yourself and fix your messy hair with a deep frown on your face.

Aether and Heizou burst through the kitchen door. “Hey, is lunch ready yet? I would figure that lunch is almost ready, given the fact that [Y/N] is helping as well,” Aether says, cocking his eyebrows at you, Childe, and Thoma. 

“Yeah, some of us are starting to get really hungry, and I can hear Itto’s stomach growl. He even said that he might sacrifice one of his onikabutos if he doesn’t eat anything soon,” Heizou chuckles, shaking his head.

You nod your head slowly. “Lunch is ready, actually! We were just distracted because someone,” you give Childe a small glare, “was putting me in a headlock,” you said. You let out a sharp sigh jokingly before grabbing onto the plates. “I’ll be bringing lunch out for everyone to eat now. Tell them to sit at the pavilion,” you said to Aether and Heizou.

They jokingly salute you before running off to tell the other men. You, Childe, and Thoma walk out of the kitchen and head towards the hallway that leads to the pavilion outside of the estate. It’s a grand pavilion that can hold up to about fifty people or more. You’re not sure if there will be fifty people in the abode, but it’s nice to prepare for an occasion like that.

You place the food down on the table and walk over to the sheer curtains that hang around the pavilion. You draw the curtains and watch the curtain unfurl itself, covering the table from the blinding sunlight and pesky bugs. You hear Itto let out a loud sigh in relief as he plops himself down on an empty seat, beginning to fill his plate with food.

“Man, I am starving! I was so close to sacrificing one of my onikabutos,” Itto says dramatically, taking a large chunk of bite from the golden chicken burger, moaning in delight when the food touches his tongue.

Venti laughs and looks over at Gorou and Ayato. “He’s joking, right?” Venti asks.

Ayato makes a face and shakes his head, sipping his water. “I wish he were kidding, but this is Itto we’re talking about,” Ayato says, placing his cup down on the table before grabbing his chopsticks. 

Gorou nods his head in agreement. “Itto is an interesting guy, but that’s what makes him special,” Gorou says, patting Itto’s head lightly. 

Scaramouche snorts and nods his head. “Real special, alright. He looks like he has never had a single coherent thought in his entire life,” Scaramouche says, pressing his lips into thin lines to prevent himself from laughing.

“Thanks, man! That’s probably the nicest thing you’ve said to me since the beginning of our meeting!” Itto says, patting Scaramouche’s back roughly, making Scaramouche almost choke on his food. 

Lunch went surprisingly smoothly. The men who didn’t know Kaveh much took some time to get to know the blond man more. You sit to the side, eating your lunch while unintentionally staring off into space, drowning out the conversations around you while robotically bringing food up to your mouth and taking a bite out of them. When some of the men ask you questions, you would hum in response or give them short replies, still staring off into space. 

“Oh, don’t mind them. They usually stare off into space when they’re getting tired,” Tighnari says, rubbing your back lightly from beside you.

You blink and slowly bring yourself out of your daydream. “Yeah, I’m starting to get tired,” you sigh, rubbing your eyes with your left hand. “I think it's because of me sneak-eating,” you whisper to yourself.

Cyno raises his eyebrows at you, leaning back in his seat. “Sneak eating, you say?” Cyno asks softly, the corners of his lips tilting up with amusement.

You clear your throat. “If you’ll excuse me, I am going to wash my dishes and take a nap,” you state. You get up from your seat with your plate in your hands, only for Al Haitham to grab hold of your wrist and pull you down on his lap.

“Do you not want to give Kaveh a tour around the abode?” Al Haitham asks, wrapping his arms around your waist while gazing down at you with his eyebrows slightly raised.

You blink at Al Haitham and look over at Kaveh. “Do you want me to give you a tour around the abode? If not, one of the guys can do it instead if you prefer that,” you suggest. 

Kaveh sighs and slightly tilts his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down when he swallows his saliva. “I guess I don’t mind having a little abyss mage give me a tour around the vast abode,” Kaveh says dramatically, letting his fringe fall over his eyes as he looks around the abode. You let out a choked gasp and looked at Kaveh, flabbergasted. You turn to look at Al Haitham and point at the blond man. 

“Did you hear what he called me?! He called me an abyss mage!” You whine, tugging on Al Haitham’s shirt. “He’s indirectly calling me a gremlin, Al Haitham!” You said, turning to look at Kaveh with a glare on your face.

Kaveh smirks at you and looks away to hide the color pink that is slowly making its way up to his cheeks. Al Haitham sighs and makes you rest your head on his chest while giving Kaveh a look, his eyebrows raised and his eyes sharp as if he’s warning Kaveh to watch his mouth. You grumble and bury your face into Al Haitham’s neck as you start to question whether you should even give Kaveh a tour around the abode without being tempted to kick him over the edge for calling you an abyss mage.

“What is a gremlin, anyway?” Baizhu mutters, looking at you and Kaveh in confusion. 

You slowly lift your face up from Al Haitham’s neck, about to answer Baizhu’s question, when Kaveh beats you to it. Kaveh looks over at Baizhu and points over in your direction. You stare at Kaveh with your mouth wide open, flabbergasted that he not only called you an abyss mage but pointed at you when Baizhu asked what a gremlin was. 

“You’re lucky you’re Al Haitham’s roommate, or else I would’ve kicked you off the edge of the abode,” you scowled at Kaveh. 

You grab a piece of bread roll and chuck it at the blond man sitting across from you. Kaveh quickly catches the bread roll and takes a bite out of it, smirking at you victoriously. You bristle with anger and jump out of Al Haitham’s lap, ready to lunge at the blond man that is mocking you from across the table.

“Don’t let him get to you, angel.” Diluc sighs, reaching over and pulling you down onto his lap. You growl and let yourself be engulfed in Diluc’s arms. You hold your hands up in front of you, making choking hand gestures at Kaveh while Diluc strokes your hair with his gloved hands, muttering comforting words into your ears. 

Kaveh lets out an amused huff of breath, his shoulders bouncing as he laughs quietly to himself. Looking at you from across the table, you remind Kaveh of an angry feral kitten. Tail puffs up, back curving, hissing and spitting at him, trying to claw at him to fend for itself. But you know what reminds him of you the most? An abyss mage, especially the hydro abyss mages, because out of all of the elemental abyss mages, the hydro ones are the most annoying. 

Xiao sighs and shakes his head. “I would advise you not to annoy [Y/N] any further. Childe has trained them in combat. Unless you want them to put you in your spot, I wouldn’t test [Y/N]’s patience if I were you,” Xiao states, shooting a small glare in Kaveh’s direction.

Kaeya chuckles and shakes his head. “I have never seen [Y/N] get this so worked up over someone. It’s cute but also a little terrifying,” the corners of Kaeya’s lips curl up.

Albedo looks over at you; you seem calmer now. You sit on Diluc’s lap with Diluc’s arms wrapping around you, his chin resting on the top of your head while stroking your hair. You slump against Diluc and let out a sigh through your nose, beginning to stare off into space. Albedo chuckles to himself and shakes his head.

“[Y/N], I think you should start giving Kaveh a tour around the abode now if you want to get it over with,” Albedo says softly.

You mumble and bury yourself further against Diluc’s chest. “I don’t think I want to give Kaveh a tour around the abode anymore,” you mutter. “He’s going to be calling an abyss mage the entire time during the tour,” you said.

Kazuha laughs and stands next to you and Diluc before giving your hand a gentle squeeze. “Come on, [Y/N]. It can’t be that bad,” Kazuha says softly.

“Might as well get it over with, you know? The longer you hold it off, the more you’re going to dread it,” Dainsleif says, wiping his plush lips with a cloth napkin.

You let out a long sigh and let your head hang low before slowly lifting your head. “I suppose that you’re right about that….” You trail off, slowly getting off of Diluc’s lap. “Fine, I’ll give Kaveh a tour around the abode now. In the meantime, I might contemplate dropping out of the Akademiya to avoid seeing his face,” you said, pointing at Kaveh. 

Zhongli gives you a look. “You wouldn’t do that, especially when you went through the application process and took placement exams,” Zhongli says, taking a sip from his teacup.

“Yeah, you’re right,” you mumble, sighing in defeat. “Okay, come on, Kaveh. Let me give you a tour around our humble abode before you leave,” you said.

Kaveh gets up from his seat and follows after you, giving the men a polite smile before quickly flashing Al Haitham a middle finger as he walks off. Al Haitham rolls his eyes and shakes his head. 

“Ah, how juvenile.” Dottore sighs dramatically, approaching the men with the other three Harbingers following after him.

Pierro watches Kaveh from afar, his arms over his chest. “Are you sure you want to leave [Y/N] alone with that blond boy? I don’t have a good feeling about him,” Pierro says, crossing his arms over his chest.

Scaramouche rolls his eyes. “And we don’t have a good feeling about the four of you,” Scaramouche retorts, narrowing his eyes at Pierro.

Diluc lets out a humorless laugh and rolls his eyes at Pierro’s comment. “You people should be the last ones to talk about who’s trustworthy and who’s not,” said Diluc.

Pantalone looks at Diluc, surprised by his comment, pressing his hand against his chest. “My, my. Still have trust issues?” Pantalone asks, giving Diluc a fake smile. 

“If [Y/N] can put their trust in us, then all of you shouldn’t have an issue with trusting us,” Capitano says gruffly. 

Tighnari frowns. “[Y/N]’s too trusting; that’s the problem,” Tighnari says softly, clenching his hands into tight fists. 

Meanwhile, on the middle island of the abode, you and Kaveh stand three feet from each other. You point at the bathhouse that is surrounded by cat-shaped plants. “This is where we relax. You can either go to the bathhouse on your own or be accompanied by your friends,” you said unenthusiastically. 

“Why would anyone want to go there with someone else other than to have company?” Kaveh asks, raising his eyebrows at you.

You let out a small “pfft” before answering his question, “Because who wouldn’t want to see shirtless, sweaty men?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at the blond man.

“Me! I don’t want to see shirtless, sweaty men,” Kaveh deadpans.

You make a face. “Well, you should because it will change your life,” you said, walking towards the garden where the men plant various flowers from different regions. Kaveh follows behind you and raises his eyebrows at your response to his comment. 

“Change my life as in what? Traumatize me?” Kaveh asks, crossing his arms over his chest, letting the wind blow in his face. 

You open your mouth to retort but close your mouth with a huff. There was no use in arguing with someone like Kaveh. Al Haitham has told you many things about Kaveh and the arguments that they would get into over the pettiest things. This was probably one of them. 

“Aside from the bathhouse, we have a garden that consists of many flora and fauna of Teyvat! The Harbingers have a botanical garden as well, but we’re not stepping foot in their estate because….” You trailed off, giving Kaveh a fake smile, “because we don’t have permission to enter their estate!” You said.

Kaveh cocks his eyebrows at you. “You hesitated,” Kaveh says.

“I talk slow sometimes; it’s normal,” you reply, brushing off Kaveh’s comment. “I need to find the right words, or else I’ll stumble over my sentences,” you said. You clear your throat and continue to give Kaveh a tour of one of the biggest gardens in the abode. You’re not much of a plant parent, but you’re proud of how well these plants are growing in another environment. 

Kaveh walks beside you, gazing down at you curiously. “Why do those four Harbingers reside here? Their presence feels out of place,” Kaveh says softly.

You shrug your shoulders and look at the field of glaze lilies, silk flowers, lamp grass, cecilias, and calla lilies. “They just invited themselves along,” you said, tapping on your chin. “It was a bit strange at first, but they’re nice!” You said, smiling up at Kaveh.

Taken aback by the sight of your smile, Kaveh looks at the garden and clears his throat, his cheeks warming up. “Their presence puts a damper on the bright atmosphere of this abode. I mean, look at their estate,” Kaveh motions his head towards the tall, black, and gray estate. “It looks ominous, as if it’s holding many secrets and experiments that go unseen,” Kaveh says.

You laugh nervously and scratch your arm lightly, goosebumps beginning to form on your arms. “You’re starting to freak me out a little bit with your comment, Kaveh,” you said softly.

Kaveh’s eyes soften, and he sighs quietly. Kaveh places his hand on your shoulders, “I didn’t mean to frighten you with the way I speak about their estate and their presence,” Kaveh murmurs. “I know that you’re in safe hands when living with Al Haitham and the others, but the Doctor is a dangerous man. I can’t fathom the fact that he is living in the abode with you, someone evil like him, living under the same teapot with someone as harmless as you,” Kaveh says. 

You blink at Kaveh. “You said that I’m harmless, but you call me an abyss mage many times,” you commented.

Kaveh snorts and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close to him, and rubs the top of your head lightly with his knuckles. “It’s an endearing nickname! Kind of like how that big oaf of an oni calls you onikabuto booboo bear,” Kaveh smirks.

“I-” You’re rendered speechless and let out a scoff. You lightly hit Kaveh’s arms and let him continue to have his arms wrap around your shoulders, your head resting on his chest. “How is an abyss mage endearing?! They’re little shits!” You exclaim. 

“Exactly! And that is what you are: a little shit!” Kaveh cackles, his head thrown back, his body shaking with laughter. Your jaw drops, and you elbow Kaveh in the gut, making Kaveh release you from his grasp. You glare at Kaveh and smack him upside of his head as he continues to howl with laughter. Seeing the immense joy on Kaveh’s face, the sound of his laugh, and his pretty he looks when he smiles so widely, makes you feel some kind of way. A smile slowly makes its way up your face as heat slowly creeps onto your cheeks and to the tip of your ears. Kaveh is undeniably beautiful, and you can’t help but admire his beauty. Kaveh wipes the tears from his eyes and looks down at you; you look away from Kaveh, covering up your smile with a dramatic pout while crossing your arms over your chest.

“You’re rude and have no manners. Maybe that’s why you’re single,” you mutter, walking away from Kaveh and heading toward the last floating island in the abode.

Kaveh stares after you, his mouth agape. “Rude!” Kaveh exclaims, following after you.

You plop down on the grassy field and lie down, staring up at the cloudy sky in the abode. You lay on your hands and close your eyes, releasing long sighs. Kaveh looks around the empty field of grass in confusion; there is nothing to see at all other than the distant view of the other islands. Kaveh sits down beside you and stares down at you while you lay there, eyes closed and basking in the sunlight. 

Kaveh’s eyes scan your face, and he slowly raises his hand to trace your features. Your nose, your lips, your cupid’s bow, the shape of your eyebrows, the tiny imperfections that the loves of your life consider to be cute and perfect just the way they are. Before his finger can touch your face, your eyes snap open, and you grab onto his finger, startling Kaveh.

“What are you doing?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at Kaveh.

Kaveh stutters, his cheeks turning bright red. “I…” He trails off, unsure of what to say to you after getting caught red-handed. 

You sit up and release his finger before wrapping your arms around yourself. “What? Cat got your tongue?” You tease, sticking your tongue out at him.

A small smile appears on Kaveh’s face, catching you off guard. You gulp and stare at him like a fish out of water. You couldn’t help but be mesmerized by Kaveh’s beauty and how the sun shined on him, making him look ethereal.

Kaveh chuckles and shakes his head. “Cute,” He says, leaning back on his hands and looking out into the distance. Archons, that man is mesmerizing without having to put effort into looking breathtaking.

You blink at Kaveh. “Are you saying that sarcastically or….” You trailed off, blinking at Kaveh owlishly. 

Kaveh looks over at you and blinks. “You’re cute,” Kaveh states. He reaches over and pinches your cheek with a small smile on his face. “I meant it as a compliment, not as sarcasm or an insult,” Kaveh adds.

“But you called me an abyss mage,” you deadpan.

Kaveh rolls his eyes with a smile on his face. “And? Itto calls you an onikabuto— an insect. I think calling you an abyss mage is better than being called an insect,” Kaveh says, scooting closer to you.

“But bugs are innocent!” You exclaimed. Kaveh cocks an eyebrow at you. “Kind of… but abyss mages are evil little shits who ruin everybody’s day just by existing!” You whine. 

Kaveh hums thoughtfully. “I mean, I can say the same for you,” Kaveh jokes.

You scoff and lightly shove Kaveh, suppressing a smile that threatens to appear on your face. “You’re rude! You’ve been nothing but rude to me ever since we first met!” You grumble.

Kaveh pouts at you dramatically and wraps his arms around you, and pulls you into his arms. Your face smushes against Kaveh’s chest while he pets your head like how Diluc was stroking your hair prior to the tour of the abode. 

“Oh, don’t be a big baby, abyss mage. I tease you like this because I like you,” Kaveh says, patting the top of your head.

You look up at Kaveh, and you see nothing but his chin and up his nose. “You need to trim your nose hairs. They’re starting to peek out like those mora stealing weasels,” you said softly, reaching up to pull on one of his nose hairs that were peeking out from his nose to get a better look at its surroundings. Kaveh scoff and swats your hands away from his nose, glaring down at you. You giggle and pat his cheek lightly.

You move from Kaveh’s side to sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his waist and rubbing his back. “I like you too, Kaveh! Other than the nickname that you’ve given me, you’re an okay person,” You said.

“Gee, thanks.” Kaveh snorts, rolling his eyes before looking down at you with a soft smile on his face. “You’re the only person that I can stand out of those people that live in this abode,” Kaveh says, pressing his lips on the top of your head, catching you off guard. 

“Really?” You ask.

“Nah.” He shakes his head.

You gasp and push him away from you, climbing out of his lap with an angry huff. “Why are you leading me on?!” You exclaim.

“Wha— I am not leading you on! This is playful bantering, and you’re going to have to get used to it if you’re going to continue to be in my life,” Kaveh says dramatically.

You roll your eyes and rub your throbbing temples. “You’re lucky you’re cute, or else I would’ve kicked your ass off of this island a long time ago,” you sigh, looking up at the sky to remain calm.

“Ha! Funny, I was thinking the same thing,” Kaveh says, sticking his tongue out at you.

You raise your eyebrows at Kaveh. “What a juvenile act for a man of your caliber,” You sass.

Kaveh snorts and shakes his head. “I can say the same thing about you, you little shit.” He pulls you down and traps you in his arms, rubbing your hair affectionately. “You’re irresistible. You know that, right?” Kaveh murmurs into your hair.

You glance up at Kaveh and nod your head, brushing your hair off your shoulders playfully. “Of course I do! How do you think I was able to get over twenty boyfriends?” You ask cheekily.

Kaveh rolls his eyes and covers your entire face with his hands, and shakes your head lightly. “You’re starting to get annoying, you little shit. Truly living up to the abyss mage nickname I’ve given you,” Kaveh mutters.

You grab onto his hands and smile up at him cheekily. “Admit it; you love it.” You grin. 

Kaveh rolls his eyes and pinches your nose, making you squeal and try to unlatch his fingers from the tip of your nose. Kaveh laughs and releases your nose, laying down on the grassy field and bringing you down with him by wrapping his arm around your neck. The two of you lay there for a while, in each other's arms, while looking at the cloudy sky. Maybe adding another person to your growing circle wouldn’t hurt, especially when that person is one of your boyfriend’s roommate. It looks like they’ll be roommates again sooner than later.

Note: So, I'm thinking about typing out mini stories for each Genshin man in the harem for this series. It can be anything from smut to angst to fluff, etc. It's a mini fic, so it won't be over 5k words like my usual Isekai'd!Reader fics. I had this thought for a while and I might make it a thing! So if you start seeing mini [character] x Isekai'd!Reader fics popping up on your dash; it's part of the "Not What You'd Expect" series :> Anywho, to my new or returning readers, I ONLY post on my Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and my AO3 (Aaliah_exo)! Nowhere else except Tumblr and AO3!

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[martuzzio]

A continuation of the reblog graph post I made a few days ago, but this time I'm comparing my Hermitcraft art to my CoD art specifically

The left graph is for this CoD post, which currently has ~2.5k notes with ~300 reblogs

The right graph is for this Hermitcraft post, which currently has ~2.4k notes with ~650 reblogs

I've added some of my thoughts as to why this is happening below (put under the cut to not smack you with a wall of text lol). TLDR is at the end if you just want to read that. Let me know your thoughts if you have them! :)

About CoD (btw all of this disregards my artistic ability, I'm just talking about fandoms right now)

The art I make for CoD is based on the newest game and focuses on how cool/hot the characters look, with little to no depth to the art otherwise. This attracts the Ghost simps (myself included lol) to like the post and possibly look at it later, but not really do much more than that

The above point happens because 1) the newest CoD game is very VERY fresh, like not even a month old, so it doesn't really have an actual fandom yet, and 2) the CoD games have a huge bubble of influence on society (much more than mcyt). These two factors mean more people will dip their toes into CoD fanmade content, but not really stay for long. A large portion of the new fans will slide in, do a mass liking spree, and leave when the hype is over. Some new people, like me, will stick around and become part of the fandom :)

The people in the actual CoD fandoms (who have been interested in the various CoD games for years) might like my art and reblog it because they appreciate it (thank you if you do :D), but my art isn't really for their game/fandom. Those fandoms are strong and thriving, but they're small compared to the huge influx of people obsessed with Ghost right now lol

An example of this artificial inflation is the notes on my art of Ghost/Roach. The people who reblogged with tags were very happy to see it and were very kind (thank you!), but the post got less notes than my other CoD art because all of these new Ghost enjoyers have no idea who Roach is lmao (or just don't like Ghost/Roach)

There aren't a lot of reblog chains in the CoD screenshot above because most people who reblogged my post weren't seeing it on their dash already reblogged from someone else. Most of them likely searched for the tags I used on my post and saw the original in the search feed

About Hermitcraft

HC's been around for what feels like forever and trends on tumblr and twitter a few times a year, which is a MUCH bigger influence than most fandoms out there. The bigger the fandom is, the more people will be interested in reblogging and talking about people's posts instead of just liking them and moving on

I'm established within the fandom, with around 2.5 years of HC-related content under my belt. This entire time, since 2020, I've seen the same friendly faces reblog my content (thank you, you know who you are :D) alongside new people. When you post for a long time in the same fandom, people start to remember you. You become part of the fandom itself, a contributor instead of just a consumer, and people start to reblog more

Because I and a lot of my mutuals/followers are in the HC fandom together, it's very likely that a lot of people will see my art on their dash already reblogged from someone else instead of seeing the post from me directly. That's why the HC screenshot above has so many crazy reblog chains - someone reblogged my art, and then someone else who also likes my art reblogged from them instead of me

TLDR; my CoD posts get a lot of notes, but not a lot of reblogs, because the horny hype train is real and I jumped on it at the right time. My HC posts (at least some of them) get a lot of notes AND reblogs because the fandom is large and I've established myself within it here on tumblr

[yangjeongin]

hi! this marks this blog’s 1000th post! 🥳🎉🥳🎉 (finally.) we didn’t do a follow forever or anything when we hit follower milestones, and this isn’t that, but!! it is kinda like that.

i just wanted to take the time to say thank you for all the support over the course of these past 1000 posts and the near year this blog has been around now. seeing all of your tags and knowing that so many people like what we make has really brought me a lot of joy 🥰 and overall i’ve just been having a ton of fun!! very grateful i got dragged into ended up making a skz sideblog after all, even though i hesitated a lot before.

thank you so much to followers of this blog, and anyone that has ever reblogged any of our stuff, and mutuals especially!! you know who you are. since this is a shared sideblog we all have different mutuals, and i know i’d miss people if i just tagged mine, so i’ll just cover you all with one big thank you 💓

all of this aside, to express how thankful i am!! i decided to upload all of my base psds into a drive folder. now, i did very little cleaning up of these...some of them are still on gifs instead of images, half of them have folder titles such as “wake me up inside” or “help me,” and they’re generally probably a mess. but that means you can better see the process...right? haha...

ok so, some of these are marked “coloring combo.” that means there's more than one base psd in there, but it’s a coloring i come back to a lot to use on stuff. if you REALLY want to color like i do, open all the psds and randomly stack them on top of each other on whatever you’re coloring and see what combo you like best LMAO. “THE psd” is the coloring combo i’m using on everything right now, though it usually needs modifications. additionally, i made “dark warm” and “dark and discolored” really early on in my giffing, and they include psds by two people that aren’t me! 85milk and l-agallerrie. i don’t know where i got them so i can’t credit them more than that, but i decided to include the psds anyway ;__;

also worth noting that some of these are really bad. like really bad. these are all of the psds. that includes the psds i made when i first started making gifs again. maybe you can get something out of them too though, who knows. i’d probably recommend the ones that don’t have the professional folder titles and the green cyan coloring (with other psds), though on the right gif, with the right combo of base psds, any of them may look nice!

i’m mainly doing this in hopes that people may be able to look at these and learn something new to implement into their own style of coloring! if you want to just use them straight up on your own stuff that’s okay too. pls just mention in your tags if you use one/some on something you make ok i wanna see 💕 you can @ me ( carly - @hyeongjunz ) or send it to me if you want too, but please just don’t claim the psds as your own if people ask!

thank you again! and if you have any questions about the psds or anything, feel free to send me a message here, or even better, on the blog i run by myself, hyeongjunz. i’ll do my best to help!

[gordvendomewhore]

For the ask game <3

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

heyyy thank you for the ask teehee 🤭🤭 ik i literally reblogged this from your account LMAO so thank you, this was very considerate

i'm going to be answering most of these in regards to bully :)

these responses are gonna be a bit long so strap your boots on cowboys

A - ships i currently like

i am alwayssss thinking about bif/derby (berby 🥺) because they are my BOYS!! however, lately i was talking to my s/o about a post i made about unlikely prep ships (that apparently doesn't fucking exist because i couldn't find it again and had a mental breakdown over it), it reminded me of my love for bryce/vance!!!

when the bully discord was still a thing, me and my friends talked about unlikely ships and how u can basically ship... any two characters together. i don't remember how exactly we landed on bryce/vance, but it made sense to me and really settled into my heart lol. idk how to justify it other than wow! it just works. but if someone wants to know more, pls do feel free to send me an ask

other than that, i've really been into bryce/chad recently... they wrestle at night :)))

C - a ship i will never like

bro don't burn me at the stake for this, but there is one ship i just do not get behind, and anyone who knows me will know it but...

smopkins.

when i first played bully, which was two years ago, it was me revisiting it YEARS after i first discovered it as a young kid, and so i actually knew what shipping was lol. the first ship that came to mind for me was petey/gary, and while that is def popular in its own regard, it really surprised me to see how crazy people were for smopkins.

there's nothing wrong with the ship, i think a lot of art for it is cute (i have a good amount saved), and the fics certainly pack some emotion, but it just didn't click with me, and it never will lmao. and i think some people are too crazy about it, but that goes for ships in every fandom.

other than that, i don't really care for gord/vance. i did at some point, but i'm a jimmy/gord guy myself lol. it's still soooo so cute though.

H - favorite fandom source

well, obviously i like bully a whole lot LMAOO. there's a lot of freedom with the amount of side characters rockstar filled the game with, and they all have a surprising amount of personality put into them. there are endless situations to put all of them in with the small amount we've been given, and often this fandom just doesn't take advantage of it lol

other than bully though, i'm casually into borderlands and i used to have a haikyuu phase, so i check up on those two fandoms occasionally. i also LOVEEEEE the karate kid trilogy and watch the show that's out now (i have my gripes with it but whatever smh). i also like checking up on the rpg ib and one punch man every now and then. oooh and i can't forget detroit: become human.

J - fandom introduced to me through tumblr

uhhh none come to mind if i'm being honest haha. i don't really look at my feed unless i'm bored, so i'm only on tumblr to browse through tags for fandoms i know and post my own content.

i guess i didn't know the homestuck fandom was still active? LMAOOOO

thank you so much for these asks!!! i will make my way through the rest in my inbox <3

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

breaking it down to find a meaning

neighbours au?

this came out of literally no where. I was getting ready for bed and I had "I wanna love somebody" by We Three stuck in my head and then I opened tumbles and this just poured out of me? Yea I literally wrote this in the tumblr post option. no google doc we die like lovers.

I point this out only to say this is defs not edited lmao. I didn't even expect it to be this long it was supposed to a tiny drabble?

please enjoy!

[all images have alt text]

There are exactly three things wrong with Percy's current living situation.

1. He has far too little lounge space for his terribly long body. His shins have hit the coffee table six times today in his attempt to maneuver from sitting on the couch to standing.

2. The spare bedroom is not a good enough sound quality for his guitar or his drum practice. The bathroom is much better. He cannot practice in his bathroom forever, or ever.

3. His neighbour is undeniably, completely distractingly hot.

He hasn't allowed himself to rate the problems in order of most troublesome because he's a little ashamed about which one might take first place.

Since moving in one week ago Percy has had many opportunities to arrange and rearrange every aspect of the tiny two bedroom— or one bedroom and a makeshift studio— apartment until he could walk around it blind. He knows not to step on the third floorboard from the left wall on the way to his bedroom because it creaks unpleasantly and he thinks his downstairs neighbours are going to shove a hot poker through the roof just to brandish the annoying foot that keeps making the noise. He knows that the oven setting has to be juggled just right for it to go on. He knows the curtain railings in the living room are far too thin and brittle— he will have to replace them before the month is out. He knows you have to turn the hot tap in the shower three times and the cold tap four to get the exact perfect temperature. What he doesn't know, however, is his neighbour's name, or the colour of their eyes, or anything about them. All he knows is that they're hot.

But today, bruised shin and all, Percy is determined to introduce himself. If for nothing else but to gauge just how upset they might be when he starts up what his mother used to lovingly call "Melodic Madness".

So far it takes the reign as number one reason he's had to leave his previous living spaces. Mr Chiron from Strawberry Valley, who told the landlord the noise was so loud it made his steel kneecaps rust. Creative, but Percy isn't sure it's feasible. Then there was Minerva from Olive Grove who took one look at him and told the landlord he was a drug dealer, or worse, a drug user. He had raised a brow, couldn't stop his lip from tugging up, liking the way the ring that hugged his bottom lip stretched deliciously. He almost killed her on the spot. He would have laid lillies at her funeral and she would have risen again to throw them away. The last place, a Mr Hedge. Percy was glad to leave him behind. There were baseball bags swinging and yelling almost as loud as he played every time they crossed paths. For his own safety Percy didn't even wait for the man to call the landlord before he wad tucking his drumsticks in his pocket and high tailing it to, here.

Here being Sunset Gardens. Here being in this small apartment that fit him almost perfectly. Here being one knock away from meeting his new neighbour.

Percy wonders, as he looks at the soft cream wood of the door, if he should have worn a turtle neck to hide the snake tattoo wrapping around his throat. Or maybe a button down and a tie, to hide the swirls of ink on his arms. The black t-shirt he has on, a normal longer length to his usual cropped look, is clean and soft from use. He decides it'll have to be good enough because he can't wear button downs all the time. How ever will he afford all the ties that come with the obligation?

Percy knocks on the door.

There's silence behind it. The silence of sleepy world, too cozy-can't move. The silence that doesn't wish to be disturbed.

The door opens.

His neighbour's eyes are blue. Bright blue. Startling blue. Blue enough to make his lungs feel a lack of oxygen. He's reaching for the sky and it's getting harder to breather the higher he gets.

"Hello." Says his neighbour.

Percy is flying closer to the sun than Icarus ever will, ever could.

"Can I help you?"

He needs to stop staring. He needs to say something that doesn't make him look like a gaping angel fish. All starry eyes halos and floundering for relief from the air. Do fish know how beautiful the sky is? He imagines if they did they'd all kill themselves trying to get to it. He's doing it right now.

"Hi," He grins. Teeth white, straight, flossed because his mother forced him to learn the habit. "I'm Percy, your new neighbour."

"Jason," The voice is warm, deep. He knows if he lay his head on that spectacular chest he'll feel every vibration when this blue eyed spectacle talks. It'll be like getting into a really nice car and feeling the seats rumble beneath you.

"How are you finding the apartment?"

They're still standing on his door front. Jason won't relent his sanctuary. Percy won't toe over the line, curiouser and curiouser as he is.

"Good. Living room is causing some bodily harm," He waves to his shin, "But otherwise very good. Cozy."

"We share a wall. I don't know if it's your bedroom and mine or..." His neighbour trails off.

"It's my spare bedroom against you." They both glance to his door, light from his lounge flooding the passage in a perfect parallelogram.

"That's actually what I wanted to talk to you about." He's looking into the sky again. Watches as hair falls over that golden forehead. His hands— tattooed "amare" on his left fingers and "amari" on his right— twitch to push it back, to grasp the white strands, to know what light feels like. He tucks them into the pockets of his sweatpants. He tells them behave. The twitch in their hiding place. He doesn't let them seek.

"What about it?" Jason is frowning, in that worried way that says he's used to bad news and he's tired of it too.

"I uh," Percy's eyes flicker around the world. "I play guitar and drums. I'm using that room as my music room."

"Oh." The relief in Jason is a pointed arrow straight at his heart. Even cupid could never shoot something so potent. "That's okay. I'll use your music as inspiration when I paint."

Percy is Icarus three seconds after he believes he can fly. Percy is Patroclus when he feeds Achilles. Percy is Hercules after completing his first trial. Percy is a hero and a warrior and the luckiest person alive. Percy is alive.

"I hope you're good." Jason shrugs as if he hadn't tattooed a permanent place into the underside of Percy's ribcage.

"I hope so too." He manages to say back.

"I'll show you what I can create from you the first time and you can judge." Those blue eyes are so wide with innocence. Not the innocence of life but of words. His neighbour has no idea what he's doing to him. Has no idea that he is about to go home and make song lyrics out of all these declarations.

"I look forward to it." He smiles wide. It's ocean deep with happiness.

There are exactly three things perfect about Percy's current living situation:

1. The kitchen has a gas stove enough counter space for him to make bread and his mother's gumbo

2. His bedroom is big enough for him to fit a king sized bed easily. He is a sprawler when he sleeps and he cannot be happier to sprawl across never ending expanse.

3. His hot neighbour is perfect.

[scribblemetae]

Idk about you, but every single time when I commented on a fic with "aww I love this fic so much and I especially like the scene where xy... " I never get a replay and it honestly makes me anxious...commenting something in public is already nerve wracking and rebloging is something i don't do anymore since I've spent 2 days regreting it...i was too nervous and I nearly threw up because people can see immediatelly what I read or liked... so commenting is kinda easier since other people have to look into the comment section to find it...idk I'm dumb lmao. I started sending fanart for the authors too, because I want them to see that I appreciate what they do...I still feel bad tho since I'm not THAT great at it and they deserve more and oof...idk I feel like I'm not doing enough...

sorry if there are mistakes in that whole ass text and my little ramble 😶 What are your thoughts on all this? 🥺

sorry for the bother too omg ~ ❄️

Hello!!

Okay so, I love every single comment I get like, I get so excited when somebody leaves me one and it doesn't matter how long, small or nonsensical the comment may be I get butterflies <3 So never, ever feel anxious or worried about leaving any kind of comment.

I find replying to comments a lot harder than asks or reblogs simply because sometimes they get lost, a lot of the time I post before I go to sleep and when I wake up I can have anywhere between 10-50 comments on the post making it really really hard to reply to all of them. I also hate picking and choosing who to reply to because I don’t want people to feel i’m ignoring them and not another. If i’m on when when the comment is there I will always try to reply but I know I don’t always manage to reply no matter how hard I try, but, i’m STILL extremely grateful for the comment like, I promise every comment I’ve had has made me smile so please never question if you should comment, if I didn’t get comments I could promise you I wouldn’t post in all honestly.

The not wanting to reblog does make complete sense. Reblogs are really good for Authors but don’t feel bad if you’re unable to do so you don’t owe us anything, but if you can’t reblog or aren’t comfortable then I do think you should try and comment, but again, not always possible, I know I don’t reblog and/or comment on EVERY fic I read, but I try my best to support. Maybe if you’re not having any luck with them you could try asks on anon? You don’t every have to do that but nothing makes my heart race more than an excited anon.

Its strange for me to say because honestly I don’t tend to get people going into my fics and sending me detailed stuff on what they love about it (I have had a few here and there and they stick out in my mind but they are far in between) and thats 100% fine but I would honestly be so grateful if somebody did that for me <3

Ive also never had anybody ever send me fan art but I would DIE If somebody did that for me, no matter how good or bad the love and effort or somebody actually thinking about me and/or my fics wanting to do something like that honestly my heart would double in size so never ever feel that way baby <3

In short, you don’t have to go to far out to support writers, comments are all you have to do to make us feel good about that work and even if you dont get a reply that doesn’t mean they aren’t appreciated but the fact that you attempt to do fan art and more is actually incredible and you’re already doing a lot more for us than other people.

TL:DR, You don’t actually owe us anything, just like we don’t owe our readers anything, but the more love you give the more you will get out of writers, when people talk about TYB It makes me wanna write more. If you’re doing everything you can and everything you’re comfortable with that’s all I will ever ask out of my readers. 

I’m not really good at expressing myself so I really hope this made sense and makde you feel a little bit better, never think you’re a bother and know I adore asks like this, its awsome to be able to talk to you guys slightly deeper. 

Ily, and thank you for your support <3

[serenagaywaterford]

was I the only one who thought tuello was going to mention the 2x10 rape and not the nick thing when he arrested serena??? like, obviously I understand the thing with nick was rape regardless, but she did ask them both and june would've ended up in the colonies had she not gotten pregnant while the 2x10 rape doesn't really have any sustainable justification behind it. I don't see "I was in a mood and wanted the baby to come faster" working in court (1/2)

and I guess you can argue there's no way to prove that that rape happened, but serena got arrested before any paternal test was done so it seems as if fred's word is enough?? I guess they can get the test done later and confirm it, but I don't know, I feel like there's a way out of this for serena whilst I don't think there would've been a way out if they had proof of what happened in 2x10. I just find this flimsy. (2/2)

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No, you weren’t! I honestly... I thought it was going to be about her actual war crimes, like her blatant terrorism against the US, conspiracy to blow up state capitols, and overthrowing a democratic government via war. But hey, that’s too easy lol. Like, why on earth Fred wouldn’t turn her in for THAT, which are HUGE crimes that the ICC/Americans/etc would actually be interested in is beyond me. Oh wait, no it’s not, cos this is The Handmaid’s Tale and they don’t know shit about law or politics, or at this point common fucking sense. It’s a soap opera now.

I’m just so irritated by that whole “Let’s arrest Serena for rape!” concept because it’s entirely based on a) an individual and singular crime against a single person on foreign (sovereign) soil; not a war crime (so why the ICC would have ANYTHING to do with it is beyond me) and b) FRED WATERFORD’S WORD. Because suddenly they believe everything an admitted war criminal is saying against the woman who literally turned him in???? No, nothing suspect about that at all.

(The American government may have an interest because they do get involved in individual crimes against Americans on foreign soil. But then it gets into whether June is still an American, legally. And whether Serena is. Which is super confusing and murky. I’d say June is, and Serena likely isn’t since she probably renounced her US citizenship, but I’m also not a legal scholar or lawyer. And whether the international community even considers Gilead its own country, or just some type of military occupation on American soil. SO COMPLICATED. This is why the show should have just stayed away from all of this trash.)

I mean, we know Fred’s not lying about what happened to June then but the fact Tuello & Co. just take his word at face value with NO corroboration is absolutely fucking mental. 

Not to mention, how the FUCK does Fred even know about that? All he knows is that June got pregnant with Nick’s baby. Was he secretly listening the entire time to everything Serena has said? Cos, let’s take a step back for a second and think rationally about how the hell Fred would have access to that information lol. Serena, from what we saw, was incredibly discreet about setting it up. Was Fred actually lurking in her bushes when she talked to June about it? Was he around when Serena supposedly spoke to Nick about it? (We don’t know where that was but probably either in Nick’s apartment or in the car.) So, does Fred actually have the whole house bugged? LOLOLOLOL. Even if he saw Serena bringing June out to Nick’s apartment, he has no idea what anybody’s thoughts or feelings were about that. Serena and June could have easily been in on it together, and there was no rape involved at all! He doesn’t know that. Did he sneak up to Nick’s second floor window and watch how fucking WEIRD that whole thing was? LMAO.

To me, the fact Fred knows all that is a fucking big plot hole. He didn’t before. But suddenly he knows Serena set up Offred’s rape by Nick? Did she tell him that? Cos that would be insane of Serena to do and completely OOC. All Serena’s said is that “HA HA! The baby isn’t yours, you manky chode!”

Anyway...

To be frank, I have a post--quite a long one--sitting in my drafts about how incredibly asinine and unrealistic that charge against Serena is as a “war crime”, not to mention how weak it is just from a legal standpoint, even if we would take it as a regular rape charge. (She would literally never be found guilty, lbr. There is no solid legal basis for it (there is a flimsy one) and when you consider her defense--which is way more solid than the charge--the chances of anybody ever prosecuting her for that, let alone convicting her, are so incredibly thin, even if it was just as a regular rape crime, not a war crime.) She’d be more likely charged with something like sex trafficking or procuring (prostitution) or coercion or accessory to rape and/or conspiracy to rape. (And she’s clearly guilty of those things). Not the rape itself. It’s so! fucking! stupid! Sex trafficking would be SO much more solid of a charge cos essentially that is what she did...

She didn’t rape June in that instance much more than she murdered those kids Fred shot in the woods. She’s a shitty fucking person for putting that idea in his head, and basically saying, “Go do this for me, you pathetic little man” but she didn’t actually say the words, nor did she commit the actual crime herself. (Heyyyyaaa Lady Macbeth!) Both Fred and Nick were acting of their own free will. 

(Honestly, I will go on forever about how Nick is NOT some innocent, helpless creature. He’s a MAN (aka automatic superiority over any woman), and an EYE (AN EYE, YOU GUYS!!!! The most elite of the Gilead intelligence forces!!!), and to refuse Serena’s request would be EXPLICITLY FOLLOWING THE LAWS OF GILEAD and there is NO WAY he would ever, ever be punished by Gilead for that lmao--for following the law. If he reported Serena to Fred or even Pryce, Serena would be fucking punished--probably with death or Colonies (which is just prolonged death). And he’d have June’s supporting testimony too! What part of this misogynistic fascist state are you people missing? A lowly woman trying to make a man break the law and defile another man’s property?! HAHAHAHA. As if they’d take Serena’s side. Nick is a fucking Eye. There are instances where they do take a woman’s side, like with Janine’s random accusation--but significantly: Warren was BREAKING the law, not upholding it as Nick refusing to rape Offred and turning Serena in would have been following the law. To me, it never ever made sense that the men would just turn on their own like that over a literally mentally-ill Handmaid’s suicidal admission. I think, when it comes down to it, Naomi’s contribution made it “two witnesses” to the crime. Like, if you look at most religious texts or cult texts, they generally require more than just the victim. Some require at least 2, some 3 individuals. So for Gilead to require nothing but victim outcry is bonkers and not consistent with the type of society they claim they’ve built in the series. BUT ANYWAY, that’s a big digression...

Like miss me with that complete utter rape-apologist bullshit. He literally took advantage of the situation to put his dick inside a woman who did not essentially consent to it in that particular situation. Or, if you’re going to argue she did cos she wuvs Nick and wanted to anyway, then your case against Serena falls apart too.)

The only thing I don’t see as being up for debate is that June was raped. That’s it. That is clear and certain. It’s fact. June was raped in that apartment. (She’s raped a lot, obviously, but this was also rape. Nothing else.)

And the creepy part is by doing that she actually did save June’s life. Which is all shades of massively fucked up, and probably not her intention, but here we are. And it seems to be a big part of why June went along with the plan. If Serena hadn’t set up a rapey fuck session for Nick (which he LITERALLY COULD HAVE SAID NO TO AT ANY TIME WITH ZERO CONSEQUENCES and they could have fucked completely consentually another time), June never would have started sleeping with Nick (they had almost 2 years and never made a move on each other lbr), never would have become pregnant, and in a few months would have been sent off to the Colonies to rot. Serena is just going around saving June’s life and not even trying to lmao. Stupid gross idiot. Yes, June agreed under threat of death otherwise. So, that is NOT consent in any universe. If you must do it for survival, it’s rape. If you’re gonna die or agree to sex, that’s rape. Would she have agreed to get raped by Nick if the threat of the Colonies was not hanging over her head? No. Probably not. And Serena used that for her own ends. There is no way Serena is not a shitty criminal person for what she set up. But it’s also not a fucking crime against humanity, by definition.

So, anyway, without going into all the complexities and bullshit about Nick’s role any further, Serena’s role, etc in all this, it’s just absolutely motherfucking insane that any international law enforcement agency would charge Serena with THAT based on the word of a scorned husband who is also a massive rapist, liar, abuser, and war criminal himself. Like, give me a fucking break already.

And... I’m not gonna lie... if this was even remotely based on history/reality, they would turn a blind eye to anything Serena has done, especially if it was on such a small scale as one instance of sex trafficking. Sounds terrible to put it that way, but that is how these things roll. She’s a small little fish, comparatively. In the grand scheme of things, she’s FAR more valuable as a witness/asset against the Big Fish (Fred) and as a tool for their anti-Gileadean use. Unless they had significant evidence about ALL her crimes. She’s so much more useful as someone who has direct experience and witness to the entire rise of Gilead, including all the massive fucking terrorist crimes against an entire government and mass murders, that Fred et al. committed. To go after Serena so soon is just kneecapping their own damn case against Fred/Gilead lmao.

[This is where the rumours about Rita come in, but here’s the thing, Serena was already granted immunity for what she did under the guise of being a “Wife”. And seriously, what does Rita really know anyway? Serena’s smacked some people around. She’s locked June in her room. She makes June cry and drink gross smoothies. She helps with the Ceremony. She--with the entire system--forced surrogacy and basically kidnapped a baby. Those things, from what I can tell, are perfectly legal in Gilead for a Wife to do, just like it’s perfectly legal for Fred to whip the shit out of Serena--and Serena has been granted immunity for that shit (which is sorta funny in a way cos she basically used the Nuremberg defense, but it’s layered because she was actually a victim of Gilead too. Tricky shit). 

Now, that 2x10 rape is pretty fucking awful (and likely NOT Gilead-legal) and I’m almost certain Rita would have known about that in some way--but she also wasn’t a direct witness. But maybe she doesn’t? It would be fucking stupid of the Waterfords to be like, “Hurr durr let’s illegally pregnancy rape the Handmaid with a Martha an/or Guardian around even tho it comes with a punishment of DEATH!” But I suppose they are not exactly the sharpest tools in the shed either... 

Maybe she knows about the Rapey Sex Date Serena set up for Nick, maybe not, also not a witness to it. We can make assumptions about what Rita knows and doesn’t know, but also... like, none of that matters? (Yet.) Those are just regular fucking crimes on foreign soil and the American and Canadian governments have no jurisdiction to prosecuting them. War crimes require different criteria and Serena smacking Rita in the face isn’t a war crime. It’s shitty assault, but not something any international body would EVER go after.]

Anyway, the show is stupid af for suggesting they’d go after Serena for that singular instance of rape as a war crime. Crimes against humanity--of which YES sexual slavery (sex trafficking in this way) is--require widespread and/or systematic implementation. Serena was NOT going around making all Guardians rape Handmaids for her to get a baby. (Gilead however, and FRED WATERFORD specifically, were directly responsible for the SYSTEM of massive sexual slavery that they created AND maintained. Serena didn’t even come up with the Handmaid idea--THAT WAS THE MEN IN THAT DAMN CAR (Hi Nick, you were there too!).) 

Like... ugh. Stick with what you know, THT. Cos clearly it isn’t anything remotely in the legal realm.

But hey, they had to make up some way to either put Serena on trial for an entire season (YAWNNNNN), or send her back to Gilead. If it’s for the latter reason, and it means we’ll revisit the June/Serena dynamic as the core component of the show, then I’ll let it slide but if it’s to set up the Miller Wet Dream Trial Season and keep Fred/Serena forced together, then I’m livid.

Not that I should care at all considering how many times I’ve said I’m not even watching it anymore, heh.

[jeongjaebae]

in short: I LOVE YOUR NEW SUNWOO FIC SM OMGAKSJSK

in long: so according to this reddit post on “how to comment fic writers,” i just thought i’d say i always look forward to your new stories🥺❤️. and of course i dropped everything to read it. i wish i could say i read it out in the middle of disney world or something to be funny but in reality i was just making tiktoks and then got blessed with a text that changed my life for the better. my hands trembled as my heart failed to catch up with my head. and when i clicked on your text, refreshing the feed to see the sunwoo fic, my heart dropped. i had never been more excited. i had never felt more alive. and i honestly don’t know how i can ever thank you for writing something as beautiful as this. i owe you my life. this fic changed me. it made me a new woman. it made me believe in love again.

and perhaps one of my favorite parts was when y/n had a pov vision with hyunjae and jacob *******… that part was gold. (because as always, the way you write in the side characters are always so witty and amusing) like you know it’s gonna be a good fic if you wrote in hyunjae as a side character. (a jeongjaebae fic is not complete without him anyways) but all in all, it was so easy to get lost in this fic as i just kept wanting to read, wanting to see if my predictions were true or not.

and as you know i’m a dumbass who doesn’t notice things until last minute but when i tell you i had to put my phone down for a couple seconds just to process what had happened, it was real. especially with the foreshadowing fragments in the beginning with the scenes to come. and in my little head, i was actually so amazed with how it wrapped so nicely and with how at the end, everything clicks.

their whole relationship felt so natural and the feelings definitely did not feel forced at all. not with how beautifully you weaved in the small moments that for sure gave me butterflies. the moment at the diner where he held y/n’s hand and re-enacted the scene of how they met made me feel all warm inside and honestly made me fall in love with sunwoo’ character. it made me fall in love with you.

another point i liked was the unfortunate pass involving juyeon. because if there was one thing i did not expect, it would be for juyeon to come into the picture at the party. like when y/n had put the pieces in her head together of what could’ve been, if only she hadn’t broke up with juyeon, scared of the future she misunderstood,’ it broke my heart. perhaps i related to much during that part but dang i felt like tearing up. this leads me to my favorite dialogue pieces i’d like to highlight. and if i’m being honest, i read it two days ago (?) but these lines still linger in my head because i liked them so much.

1. “The love that you show the world is never a waste."

2. "Whatever happened in the past—I really hope it doesn't keep you from experiencing the kind of relationship you deserve. You're not hard to love, Sunwoo."

i’m being honest, i don’t want this fic to end. ok that’s all. i feel so embarrassed typing this for some reason haha :’) ok bye. we love making things awkward <3

omg it's not hard commenting!!! literally just quote a line and you'll get all of us writers simping for u, we're that easy :'))) will forever remember the one person that whipped out some ao3 fic in disney world tho HAHA. but yes ty for the narrative description of exactly how you felt LMAO

ah yes milcob :') honestly don't know how it would've went down if it was moonbae like i originally planned, but i guess i should thank my prompter for asking for hyunjae as a bestie LOL. like yes give me an excuse to write my fave comedic relief character 🤡 although i'm more excited to write him as the love interest in my e2l

honestly i was pretty amazed at how everything clicks at the end too. i've always been fascinated with fate and playing with the idea that if some little event or decision was changed, what would happen as a result of it? in terms of this fic it's a question of whether love is really a choice if it directly plays into what y/n saw for the future, though i did leave it up to interpretation with the lack of a face that they saw. the diner scene ahhh that ended up being one of my faves too!! originally, the part where sunwoo reads y/n's palm doesn't happen there but i'm glad how everything fell into place after my last minute edits :')

the party scene is another one of faves in here!! it wasn't in my few original drafts so it was quite the last minute addition too LMAO. but i loved how it turned out especially with everything you said: what could've been. probably brought up the motif of fate too much in the fic (which is... what i mean when i say it goes much deeper than my false marketing of just 'fake dating' HAHA) but hopefully it got people to think about their own choices and the concepts of fate and free will. BUT HEY i told you juyeon would be in there for one scene!!! although he doesn't actually do anything :')

ahhh the first quote you picked is also my fave and seems to be a fan fave i suppose LOL. it was inspired by one of my fave posts on this site actually, and i just think that it's so true. it ties in with my ideology that there is no such thing as regret or embarrassment because while you may think that you wasted time on something, it's not a waste. everything you've done is now a part of your history and is what makes your story only one you can tell, so even if you feel like you wasted love or time on an ex like sunwoo did here, it's never a waste.

ty for this review tho 🥺 maybe i'll go back and read it and try to enjoy it this time haha. anyways bye i hope u continue to look forward to my new stories 🥴🥴

[thedispatched]

Ok so I finally read the soompi post defending Lucas and I wanted to share my thoughts:

They presented some strong points, but their bias is also pretty obvious and they always land with such bold assumptions that just don't make sense. It makes me a bit skeptical.

Anyway, I'll start with the information they got from the ooooshiiim account and the twitter prediction account:

The user ids they represented are def real, that can be easily confirmed by going to websites that translate user handles to ids.

But them comparing one manga character to lucas and assuming that somehow that disproves OP 1's claims is hilarious LMAO. The description of the fictional character would literally fit most male idols, idk how they went like "oh this guy severely resembles lucas, another evidence yay!"

As with the Instagram account, I can't seem to find it?? If, say, it's really OP, did they happen to find the soompi post and decided to delete the Instagram account/change the username? This is also poses the possibility that the Instagram account isn't actually real, but I guess we'll never know.

I also wish the soompi lumi provided a link to the account and some more elaboration on how their cyber investigator found it through the twitter acc's digital footprints. The manga part is very elaborate but most else is just pretty vague which I find a bit questionable?

The said fabrication of the chat records: doesn't the gaps depend on what version of WeChat it is? I searched for "wechat screenshots" and some gaps can indeed be as big as the ones in the chat records.

It would also have been better if they highlighted the gap inconsistencies/misalignments they are pointing out because personally I don't see it(but maybe it's just my eyes bluffing).

I don't have much to say about the schedule parts since I don't follow their schedules closely and I'm too lazy to search for it, but I guess what those fans said do make sense.

The voice messages: I don't have much to say either since I don't speak korean. But last time I heard the alleged voice message and the bubble one lumis are using as proof, they didn't sound alike. But then again, I don't know korean.

The sasaeng photos: I guess it also kinda makes sense. But I feel like the fan who said they got the same photo OP 1 had provided should have just showed a screenshot of her conversation with the sasaeng she claims to be selling them, I mean, the photo is already out, so what difference of not specifying which photo it is/not showing the screenshots of her conversation with the sasaeng would make?

The ring part: the soompi lumi's argument also seems pretty valid. It really does not look like his finger.

The OP 2 part: I don't know mandarin or cantonese so I can't really comment on the nuances the fans are trying to point out. I don't understand the red boxes though, were those part of the original photos OP 2 provided or are they highlights of the misalignments lumis are trying to point out?

The OP 3 part: Oh they can definitely be a guy, but it's also possible that they didn't use their actual gender in the account(I myself do that all the time, for privacy reasons). But once again, we will never know which is true.

The photo is indeed very questionable. Why is the background blurred? Why are there plushies everywhere? Why is there a reflection of what seems like a man in the glass when they're supposedly alone? But there seems to be a door and a small hallway reflected on the glass too? It looks clean and hotel-like. And the one who took the photo seemed to be sitting right besides him based on the photo's angle. If it's taken by a sasaeng staff as fans have claimed, how did the sasaeng staff secretly took a photo like that while literally sitting besides lucas and with other people around them(like the "man in the glass") without the other people in the dorm questioning what the fuck is that staff doing? But another explanation I can think of(if the photo really came from a sasaeng staff) is that a member took the photo(with Lucas being aware of it) and somehow the sasaeng staff managed to get it?

With OP 3's chat records, again I don't see the gap mistakes or misalignment they are pointing out, I again tried to look at WeChat examples on the internet and the difference between the size of the messages and the dates is a normal thing, so is the gap between 2 messages vs the gap at bottom of the chat. And the "difference" between the two s's in lucas's username they are pointing out is honestly ridiculous. The photo is taken from an asymmetrical angle, of course the sizes would look unequal.

The sleeping photos: the plushies' textures don't look the same, dorm plushie looks more rough while the plushie Lucas is sleeping with looks softer and fuzzier. And if it was taken by a sasaeng in the wayv dorm as fans have claimed, how the hell is the sasaeng within such a close proximity? There's so many people in the dorm and I doubt they'd be all asleep at that time to not notice that a sasaeng is right besides their sleeping member literally photographing him.

The jacket and photo receipts: Oh I've seen this on another article. I'm convinced with the debunking of the jacket part, and receipts are everywhere in the internet. I guess it isn't impossible that OP 3 might have just took the receipts somewhere online.

OP 4's surfing video: Yes, same pose, but different angles? That does not look exactly the same as the one he showed in his socials. But that black spot is definitely questionable.

OP 4's WeChat records: Oh another questionable one. Especially the imbalance in the color value. But once I again I think it would have been better if they provided the links to the other debunk posts they included because man I can't see the cutting traces in the chats that they are pointing out.

OP 1's second post: again I think the difference in wechat date layouts depend on the version? And why did most koreans themselves didn't question the difference in OP 1's wechat? Like if korean wechat really don't look like that, wouldn't they point it out?

"their account creation dates and account activity all falls within the same time period." Um no?? 2015, 2019, 2018 are same time periods??

In conclusion, as I said before, I think the soompi lumi presented strong points that really make you question the credibility of the allegations, but their intense bias towards lucas makes them quite questionable, too. And the way they treat every debunk post like the absolute divine truth is pretty off-putting.

I'm convinced not everything in the allegations are true. I'm just curious about the severity of his actions. Maybe he dated them, but maybe he wasn't an asshole? But if that's the case why would they try to ruin his image if he treated them right? Or maybe he really was an asshole but some of the story isn't true? Ah I'm still so confused of what to think but I believe there has to be some truth in the story, but just how bad is the truth???

thank you for sending me your thoughts! it's always interesting to see what other people think. (and sorry for the late reply!)

i'm not gonna say much as i've talk about my thoughts on the post already.

i agree about the manga, it's absolutely ridiculous how comparing one manga character to lucas debunks their claims. that's just one example of one of the far fetched assumptions that made me lean more towards not believing the article.

part of me also wondered if they created the ig account for their article but like you said, we’ll never know.

even if it doesn’t look like his finger in the messages, I’m pretty sure he mentioned winwin in the texts ??

I know some people blur the background of photos for either aesthetic, or mostly for privacy reasons.

I honestly don’t know how people are seeing a man in the reflection. It’s a literally blob. You can’t make out any (person) shape.

The jacket and receipts is the only thing I took away from that article that I actually kind of believed. I talked about this with another anon. That is super easy to fake, but the photos were also originally blurry so a “blur” around the words would be hard to solidify as evidence unless the photo is in ultra hd or something lol. But to me this is the most believable to be fake.

I once saw a twitter thread pointing out how the messages weren’t photoshopped and explained why they looked “misaligned” or whatever but I can’t remember what it said exactly besides auto translations. I won’t be able to find it again because it was so long ago :/

Someone can correct me if I’m wrong but wechat is more of a China thing? Like not a lot of people outside of China/non-Chinese use it. You’re right about why Koreans didn’t point it out, but I don’t think they’d know if they don’t use it ??

You asked a lot of questions and pointed out a lot of things that are something to think about, but I don’t think anyone has a clear answer unless you have an extreme bias.

I also wondered the severity of his actions. I think this whole thing is a mix of truth and lies. We all want to know the truth and the worst part is we never will. Like you said, how bad is the truth?

(I might edit this later and add some stuff 😅)

[meggy-kun]

an appreciation post for my internet bestie that doesn't know my tumblr therefore she can't see this so i'm safe ohoho

('stuff we did' from pixar's 'up' playing in the background)

my esteemed rival,

my beloved nemesis,

dearly detested,

...most precious dumbo, words can't explain how happy i am because of your existence. words is all i have so let me try though. i'm glad i can text you on daily basis and we can have deep talks about everything and anything.

after all these months we both kept our boundaries and respected each other, and in fear of being too sappy with you i've learnt about patience and was able to control some of my unhealthy habits, like getting attached too easily (it wasn't easy because you're such an interesting person and you hit a lot of my weak points with that personality of yours as well as witty remarks, but i tried my best ha).

i know we've met before on a certain infamous gc, but somehow i've never approached you privately out of our small friends circle, which i believe i regretted. surprisingly fate is on my side sometimes and even if none of us had it planned, here we are now, spending time together and learning new things from each other (eventually gushing about anime, shhhh).

it's been some time since i had so much fun on a purely intellectual level, without too many emotions, and i deeply appreciate our friendship for that and many other reasons.

there have been moments when i wished i could tell you more nice things, act more emotional and shower you with even more love than i do already, but in the end we have our balance and i'm content with our dynamic. it's not usual because i always devote myself to unhealthy levels and then cry about it like the headass that i am.

nevertheless, i did grew attached to you, because i wanted to risk it one more time and if life will bite me in the ass for that, so be it. i'm a tough girl now, at least i'm trying. what i know for sure is that i'd regret not getting close to you. we might never meet (even if you live in a country right next to mine, fucking dumbass), but it's okay. i think such an experience is too much for you, knowing your perception and experience.

other unhealthy habit of mine is idealizing people i grew attached to, in this case i didn't do as great, but it's getting better. i'm keeping my imagination on a leash and even if i slip sometimes, i learn from it. honestly there's not much to add, the way you are is nowhere near perfect but it suits me just right. and the way we are so different yet our thoughts match and we are able to find so many middle grounds and share a whole lot of opinions, views and visions, fills me with yet another level of excitement.

i think the fact that i have no negative memories with you is the outcome of the things you unconsciously make me learn. the mentioned boundaries and seeking a comfortable place in our relationship is something that helped me not reaching any kind of disappointment while bonding with you. again, i will never be able to express how thankful i am for that. still i wish i could hug you and kiss your dark thoughts away (no homo because we're both taken lmao).

i can't exclude a future scenario where we don't talk anymore, this is a natural process and maybe someday we will reach that point where we no longer have motivation to keep up with each other, wanting to focus only on our irl friends. it won't be anything new, we both spend a lot of time talking to people we've never seen, we're used to abandonment. all i hope for is to be able to look back and smile because i had a good time. yes i wish for the same for you. i want us both to have a good time and experience positive things through each other.

(i have literal tears in my eyes see i'm still soft sometimes but it's the song i swear)

you just texted me lmao you're disgusting geez..

i smiled but you won't know it, you don't deserve that knowledge you absolute fool.

i could add paragraphs forever but i guess i'm not exactly thinking straight now (hehe).

to sum it up, i love you and whatever comes, i'm ready to help you and be there for you even if somehow that would be a mistake. okay this sounds edgy and angsty, i just love you and your stupid lesbian tomboy hair, let's be friends for as long as we can.