#my do I love writing for Niran!

[uh-niran-really]

I'm back again..i swear i fill up your asks box too much! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Forgive me 😔🙏

But i would like a fem reader x lw fic please 🛐

An almost break up scenario where reader gets tired of niran always being too busy to hang out with her but seemingly always have time for satya and is super flirty with her(reader knows hes flirty but she thinks its different whenever he says it to satya)

Niran begging for her to stay bc idk im sick and twisted like that 😭🙏

Fluffy-lemony ending pls where she gives him another chance and he takes her out on a super lovely date that ends with a steamy make out sesh in his car🤭🤭

Sorry this one isnt as detailed! Im cooking up another request bc im addicted to your writing istg😫🫶!!!

Fem Reader x Lifeweaver - Don’t break my heart

Content: Angst, Arguments, Fluff, Suggestive content at the end, but SFW

Word Count: 2,300+

A/N: I loved this one so much! I tried to make their argument believable when it came to Satya so I’m sorry if it’s not quite what you had in mind, but I think it would make sense given the nature of their relationship! <3 As always I hope you enjoy, and I apologise in advance for the tears lovely! It’s always such a delight to write for you!

“Why do you never have time for me!?”

“Y/N dearest, I try my bes-“

“No! You ALWAYS have time for Satya! We haven’t been on a date in two months Niran!!”

This whole argument started when Niran canceled on you for the sixth time in a row to help Satya with a project. It stung. You knew they were close, it didn’t bother you at first but now it’s like you are second best to her. Your own boyfriend chooses her over you almost every single time.

“I.. I’m sorry..”

“I don’t think this is working out Niran.”

“What do you mean by that?”

His face screamed fear. He was worried. Still he tried to look at it from another angle hoping and praying that you didn’t mean it like he thought you did. But you did…

“I think we should break up.”

“Oh baby no! Please!”

“You don’t love me Niran. It’s so obvious!”

Niran attempted to take your hands in his, to hold you close and tell you that you were his world. You however didn’t want him to touch you. This only hurt him further. He looked… devastated.

“I… I do love you… Y/N please.. I’ve never loved anyone as much as I do y-“

“You’re lying to me! I know you love Satya! Maybe not in a romantic sense.. but.. the way you talk to her and the way you prioritise her over me has been breaking my heart.. I’m sorry Niran but it’s over.”

“But I love you..”

Those four little words were enough to break your heart all over again. If only they felt true. You suspected that Niran probably did love you, but you couldn’t take the constant pain he put you through. He ALWAYS had time for Satya. ALWAYS.

“I don’t believe that anymore Niran.”

“Please hear me out!”

“I’m over it Niran.. Tell Satya I said hello.”

You turn to leave but he grabs your hand falling to his knees. He was incredibly saddened by your words but knew they were true. He pulled you close and rested his head against your tummy.

“Please don’t leave.. I.. I’ll try harder petal I promise you..”

“I don’t want you to try harder. I want to leave Niran.”

“I don’t want you to leave.. I don’t want Satya! I want you!”

“Sometimes.. I see the way you look at her.. and I think..”

You trail off, tears starting to form in your eyes. He looked at her like she was life itself. You knew Niran was a huge flirt, but with Satya it looked real.

“Tell me Tîi Ràk.. I can take it..”

“I think.. ‘He looks at her like she is his reason to live.. I wish he would look at me like that’..”

If heartbreak was an expression, he’d be showing it. He looked up at you with such sadness in his tear filled eyes, his lips slightly parted, quivering.

“Y/N I love you.. ONLY yo-“

“THEN WHY DO YOU CHOOSE HER!”

“She’s my best friend… I worry about her Y/N.. I love her of course I do, but it’s completely platonic.. I… I worry we’ll drift apart.. that one day she’ll feel abandoned again… I left her wãan-jai… I left her alone for eleven years.. I… I don’t want her to ever feel like that again… but… losing you over this… please… my heart can hardly take it..”

He clutched his chest, tears streaming down his soft features. He glanced down at the floor and wiped at his tears with his sleeve. He felt ashamed by it all. He had ruined your relationship over an irrational fear that to him was completely justified. Satya had suffered a great loss without him and he wouldn’t do that to her again.

“If I lose you now… Oh my darling.. I.. I can’t stand the thought…”

His eyes remained fixated on the ground, head hanging low. His hand slipped out of yours falling against the floorboards. He was crushed.

“Niran.. I don’t want either of us to hurt..”

“Am I a bad partner petal..?”

“No Niran.. I.. I just wish you would choose me for once..”

He sniffled, head lifting once more to look up at you. Then you saw it. That gorgeous look that he often gave Satya, yet somehow it was different. His eyes were full of love and adoration for you, yet he was all so sad.. He looked at you like you were his goddess.. like he was worshiping you..

“I’m sorry.. I.. I just worry.. I don’t wish to make this about her Kon Dii… really I don’t.. but.. before you go.. please hear me out.. I don’t want you to hate me..

You offered him a hand up, but he didn’t accept the hand up, too ashamed of himself to hurting you this way. Instead he placed your hand against his cheek, nuzzling into you. His tears turned to sobs. It hurt so much to see him like this.

“Satya has been… different.. She’s grown so much.. it scares me.. my reasoning for picking her has been for completely selfish reasons I’m afraid. Please don’t hold this against her Y/N she’s a good person. I… I just worry there will come a day where she doesn’t need me anymore.. and she leaves me behind.. like I left her.. I hold onto her because she reminds me of the mistakes I made.. and how I can never repeat them. But also happy times in our childhood.. I want you to know that I’m sorry.. and that I love you and that won’t stop.. I’m begging you.. from the depts of my broken heart.. please.. don’t leave me… I’m.. I’m nothing without you..”

His words felt so real. Honest. Maybe you had been a little hard on him. From the start you knew that he and Satya were inseparable. He had come clean about their history, telling you everything right away. You knew what they had was strictly platonic in every way, but it hurt that he picked her so often, but now you knew why. You drop to your knees and pull him into a warm hug.

“Don’t cry Bua.. please don’t cry.. I’m sorry for being so hard on you.”

He grips onto you and cries on your shoulder, the sound shattering your heart further. He had been going through so much pain and anguish. He didn’t blame you for being upset, you were right to be.

“I love you so much… I’m so sorry… Please don’t leave… I need you… I need you Petal.. I’m not strong enough without you..”

“I’m here Niran.. it’s okay..”

——🪷——

A few hours had passed and Niran was feeling a little better. You for the most part had forgiven him. He wasn’t a bad person, you were glad he explained himself to you, finally. He promised to take you out on a date. A lovely one that he promised you would enjoy.

“I just need to call Satya. I’m not bailing on you, I just think it’s time that I was open with her. I think she needs to hear how I feel.”

“I think that’s for the best love.”

Satya was highly confused as to why he even felt like that in the first place. Her first instinct was to actually laugh at him and call him a fool for assuming her intent.

“Honestly Niran you really are so hopeless! I don’t know how Y/N puts up with you!”

“Barely.” You laugh, teasing.

“You really should prioritise her more. I don’t have the time to entertain you daily. That’s what Y/N is for Niran. You’re with her, so you don’t have to bug me constantly!”

Niran smiles. She was right, of course she was. He felt a little better hearing his friend assure him it was okay. To anyone else she sounded hostile and cold. To him, she was telling him to not worry, and that he was silly for thinking he had to. He understood her better than anyone.

“I’m about to take her out on a date actually.”

“And I should think so too Niran!! Now please stop dragging me down with you, get a grip.”

“Love youuuuu!” He called.

She grunted and hung up on him, making him giggle. You smiled too. As things were you loved the man. He was a good friend and his concern for Satya made sense. He was worried that they were drifting apart again, and of course he would want to cling on to her. You decided to forgive him whole heartedly. He wasn’t a cheat, he hadn’t been intentionally hurtful, he was open and honest. He showed his vulnerability to you.

“Are you ready to go Pumpkin? You look… breath taking..”

Whilst he was on the phone to Satya you slipped on his favourite dress. One that had him swooning over you the first day you met. You had thrown your hair up into a neat bun, showing off your lovely collar bones.

“Thank you Bua.”

He offered you his hand and you walked down to his car. You delighted in the way he still opened the door for you every time. It was times like these you felt his love. It reminded you that things were different. Once inside the car he cups your cheek and kisses you. Nothing too wild, just a simple peck on the lips.

“Okay so now we just need to go pick up Saty- I’m kidding!!”

You playfully roll your eyes at him. Niran Pruksamanee, forever the tease. Still at least he was feeling better and you were too.

——🪷——

He took you star gazing. The night was warm and cozy. Sky as clear as glass with delicate stars dancing above them. He found a spot on top of a hill and scooped you lovingly into his arms so you didn’t have to walk up it yourself. His arms felt safe, warm. Niran had thought of everything. Blanket, food, wine. He even downloaded some romantic music on his phone. You sit snuggled up to him staring up into the star filled sky.

“I often look up at the sky when we’re apart.”

“Why’s that Bua?”

“You see the same stars I do wãan-jai. It’s comforting to think you look up when I do. It’s nice to know I’m not alone in the universe, that I have you.”

“That’s beautiful Niran.”

“Close. You’re even more beautiful than any star.”

He leans over and kisses you softly, which then turns steamy with you falling back onto the blanket, taking Niran with you. The warm air suddenly felt hotter and the sound of the gentle breeze gained the sounds of soft smooching of lips.

“I love you..”

“And I you.”

You spent the next twenty minuets laying beside Niran watching the stars twinkle, just enjoying each others company. You both needed this more than you realised. Spending time together was important for both of you.

“Look dearest, a shooting star! Make a wish!”

“I wish that no matter what, we promise to be open with each other. I wish us a long and happy relationship full of love, laughter, and romantic breath taking kisses!”

“I second that last part.”

You sipped wine and nibbled on the light snacks Niran made, chatting about good memories and silly times he had with Satya. You spoke about your own childhood and the happier times you had. You enjoyed each other’s company and the wine certainly helped you relax. Niran was responsible enough to not drink, wanting to be a safe driver, but he loved seeing you tipsy. It was quite the sight watching as your hands were all over him, trying to kiss every inch of his skin.

“Easy baby, we’re in public.”

“I just want a kissss!”

“I’d love a kiss from you my dear, though I fear your definition of a kiss and my definition of a kiss may differ right now.”

He was trying to be respectful not wanting to take advantage of you in your sweet tipsy state. He was all too happy to give you all the kisses you could ever want, he just feared that one kiss would turn into something akin to ripping each other’s clothes off. He never was that good as resisting you.

“Noooo!” You protested.

“Let’s get you back to the car my love. It’s getting late.”

He packed everything up and offered you a hand up before rolling the blanket away. You both looked up at the stars again, loving their soft illuminating hue, before heading back to the car. Just like before he carried you down the hill so lovingly in his arms whispering how much he loved you. How he wouldn’t change you for the world. Once inside the car you decided that you didn’t want to wait anymore and that you were tired of waiting.

“Kiss!”

“Oh my baby, are you demanding I kiss you?”

“Yes! Kiss!”

“You’re very cute when you drink dear, I don’t want to take advantage of you.”

“Kisssss!”

“Oh alright.”

He captured your lips in a hungry kiss. He too had been wanting to kiss you. It was quick but left you wanting more. You fumble, trying your best to lean over and kiss him again but cars were such awkward spaces. Still you managed, slipping onto his lap, straddling him. Your dress had ridden up to your thighs and he got the perfect view of your cleavage.

“Oh aren’t you just a treat.”

“The sweetest!”

“Mmmm I would have to agree with you darling. All for me.”

He leaned into your lips catching you so off guard with the kiss. His greedy hands holding your hips as his tongue roams your mouth. You tasted so sweet from the wine, felt so good against his body. So perfectly his.

You wiggled your hips softly teasing the man, earning a pleasant hum from his lips as he broke the kiss.

“Can you wait until we get home?” His eyes filled with burning desire for you. Your eyes were half lidded and your smirk was lustful.

“You have a back seat for a reason Niran.”

[amirasainz]

hi!! i really love your works and i always look forward to you contents. can you write about a quadrant content but it’s just lando and baby!sainz flirting with each other

So much fun to write. I hope it is how you guys imagined this. I can only advise you guys to watch the video. It is extremlx funny.

Enjoy reading and send some requests.

-XoXo

Spill your guts

It was another day of filming a new video of Quadrant. The team took it upon themselves to invite two special guest for their new video. One of them was the britisch Youtuber Filly, while the other one was Amira Sainz aka Landos love of his life (his words).

Lando sat in the middle of the table. On his closest right side sat Amira, Ethan and Aarav. On his left side sat Filly and Niran. In front of them was a variety of disgusting food, for example a 1000 year old egg (how does that work) or a fish smoothie. Lando would ask each person a question. If someone didn't want to answer, they would have to eat the food.

As usual, Amira and Lando were in their own little world the whole time. Lando even brought her a special designed LN4 hoodie. So while everyone started with a hard question, it was now Amiras turn. "Ok darling. Let's start easy. Do you like the new collection" questioned Lando softly. Amira nodded with a bright smile and Lando clapped for a short moment. The guys at the table were shocked. The have been warned before the video about the behaviour between those two. Seeing it was a whole different thing.

So the game continued on and on. While Niran across from her was nearly dying after eating the egg, Lando turned to her. He took her hand in his and looked her deeply in the eyes. "Now, this is a hard question, Baby. You'll probably want to answer it and not drink a fish smoothie ok?" Lando was always so careful with her. He didn't care if his friends were dying next to him. I mean, no-one would if the Amira Sainz sat next to them.

"You once mentioned that you like nearly everyone on set of Narcos. Who was the person you didn't like?" The question was met with a lot of "uhhh"-s from around the table. After a short moment, she answered: "I really can't tell. I don't want to offend anyone." When she reached for the glass, Filly tried to console her: "Amira, you're probably one of the bravest girl out there." Before she could drink it Lando yelled a loud "Wait!", scaring everyone in a 5 mile radius.

"Baby, I can't let you drink that. However, because you didn't answer, you will have to drink lemon water" "Nooooo, please no lemon water" Amira said sadly. Lando just nodded sadly, tears already gathering in his eyes. The boys just stared incredulously at the pair. "How is lemon water worst than a freaking fish smoothie" asked Aarav, looking directly into the camera.

After she drank the water, Lando hugged her tightly. "You did so good, my pretty girl. I know it was really sour, but you make my life sweeter." So for the whole video, Lando would only give Amira things like cuttet onion, a hard noodle or vanilla ice-creme. The ice-creme was probably the worst thing for her, because she is a huge chocolate fan. And after every answer she gave, he would either hold her hand or kiss her forehand. Lando was everything but secretive.

After Filly came back from his quick toilet visit Amira asked him: "Is the sauce really so bad?" "Love, you have no idea. I saw my dead grandfather in front of me". This prompted a round of laughter from around the table. "I kind of want to try it" she said. Before anyone could stop her, she downed the whole glass.

"Oh my god", "What the fuck" and "Baby, are you mad" were the reactions she was met with. Everyone stared at her. However, Amira just liked her lips and said "This shit is really good"

[aldryrththerainbowheart]

Aromatherapy

Warnings: little nsfw, please thread with caution

Lifeweaver x GN reader

Note: Welp, there it is! My first drabble starring our favorite Overwatch Support. I got this idea when helping @cerezzzita finding her own ideas for a smut fic. Her encouragement for me to write this is honestly the main reason you're reading this.

Happy reading 💕

He watched you from his spot on the bed. Skin flushed from the shower and a few droplets of water still clinging to your hair. Even completely exhausted and cranky, you were still beautiful to him, and when he extended his hand towards you, you circled the bed with a small smile and walked between his knees as his hands held yours.

„Gods, you look awful darling. When was the last time you properly rested?“

Niran rubbed his thumbs over your knuckles, playing with your hands as his eyes ran over your sleepy countenance. Your eyes were bloodshot and barely opened, your shoulders hunched over as if bearing an invisible weight.

You chuckled, swaying a little to relax your sore feet. „I think the only proper rest I get is when I’m dead.“

„Ah, but there are ways to gain euphoria even in the world of living.“ He gives his most charming smile.

„Is there?“ You let him wrap his arms around your middle and pull you with him on the bed. You let out a silent oof as you fall into the freshly changed pillows and soft blankets. How wonderful it would be if you could fall asleep, but for that to happen every muscle in your body should not ache. Niran carefully turned you on your stomach. He could do whatever he wanted as far as you were concerned. You were too exhausted to fight him anyway.

Instead, you buried your nose in the pillow, scenting a familiar aroma of lavender. Ever since Niran started to live with you he brought a sense of comfort and relaxation to your place that you’ve never known you needed. He sprinkled the pillows with lavender pillow spray. Your eyes squinted into the soft warm light of scented candles of his choosing – mostly jasmine and cedar. And, of course, being given the exclusive privilege of partaking with him in his evening self-care routine. He turned your bedroom into an oasis of peace and serenity.

As you were dozing off on your shared bed, Niran looked through his bedside table through the assortment of bottles when he finally pulled out a sleep bottle from brown glass and translucent liquid swishing inside.

„Hng? What’re you doing?“ you slurred a little from your position on the bed.

„There’s no need to worry. I am only giving you a massage. You looked so stiff since you came home. Let me take care of you.“

Right. Only massage. You tried to ignore the shiver that ran through you as your robe slipped past your shoulders and settled at your hips. You heard the swish of the essential oil in the bottle, then pop of the lid and then felt coldness pool at your lower back. You gave an instinctive flich.

„Sorry, love. Should’ve warned you it’s a little cold.“ He cooed at you while he rested his warm hands at your back, spreading the liquid over the expanse of your back.

„Ish ok…“ you slurred into the sheets, already feeling yourself melting into his touch. With expert movements, Niran woked out small knots and tints in your back. His thumbs circling your spine, his palms smoothing out along your ribs. All the while you whined and groaned into your pillow. When he firmly ran his hands from your shoulders to your necky ou let out a full blown moan.

„Right there?“

„Hmm-mmm a little lower“ You let out a blissful sigh as Niran’s hands dig into your back, applying pressure to the stiffest parts of your muscles and undoing the stress that had gone into your body. You groan indelight when he digs his fingers in between you shoulder blades.

„That was quite the knot.“ Niran chuckles, drawing back his hands as he pours some more massage oil into his hands.

" Alright, please relax your back a little more,”

You hum in response and try to relax your body a bit more. You let out a sigh as you feel his slippery hands rub at your sore muscles. Whenever he found a stiff spot, he pressed his palms into it firmly until the tension dissolved away. You hear yourself let out hums of contentment as Niran’s slick hands slide down your lower back, thumbs rubbing along your spine.

“Your hips are also quite stiff.”

“Hnn!” Your eyes snap open when his warm hands squeeze your hips, electricity shooting through your body up and down. It didn’t matter how long you’ve been together, intimate touches like these always made you flustered.

Niran chose to ignore that sound and kept on rubbing your hips. You twist your head back to look at him. His own robe slid open, revealing a sliver of his tawny sculpted chest, his plump lips were pursed in concentration, and damn if he didn’t look good enough to eat. Your thoughts on relaxation went straight out of the window.

“Does this feel good?”

“Ah…yes.”Niran hums, giving your hips a gentle squeeze before trailing his hands further down until they’re rested on the plush of your thighs and you shudder, your voice hitching in your throat. He only peers at you once to observe your reaction to his touch, and continues massaging your thighs, kneading them and rolling the muscle under his skilled hands.

You bite back the appreciative keen bubbling out of your throat.He smiles at the sight of you squirming under him. You groan softly some more as his finger slide closer to your crotch, so deliciously close but still too far away for your liking. You buck up your hips, hoping that’ll be enough to communicate your need to him.

Niran leans closer, blowing warm air on the shell of your ear with every word spoken.

“My, my, looks like I’ve finally got you to relax. Why, you’re practically blooming in my hands.”

You let out another choked groan and try to lift off the bed, pressing your bare back to his chest. The only answer is a dark chuckle, as his hands slide higher to the place you need him most.You moan his name desperately.

“Shh, my love. Just lay back and let me take care of you. I promise that by the end of the night, you’ll be thoroughly relaxed.”

[luciosdisk]

Multi x reader!!

contains: Symmetra, Lucio, Juno, Mei

A/N: Sitting on a balcony pondering about what could’ve been making it what it is🥹 I enjoy this support for my works so so so much! Writing has always been something I loved doing, knowing that I can make other people happy with my Interests makes me happy!

Warnings!: Smart!Reader for Satya. Waffle enjoyer for Juno😭😭. (1) corny joke for Mei. Angst for Mei???

Symmetraᰔᩚ

💎In the beginning of the relationship between you two: it was awkard…Very awkward.

💎Satya has shared an apartment before with…someone… *cough* Niran…

💎Symmetra found interest in you due to your knowledge on certain topics; design wise of course. Satya being a recruit architect allows her to have a sense of fashion!

💎More so into the relationship is when you notice little things she does. Satya likes to be prepared for certain things; no matter what it is, She will tell you!

💎Satya always makes sure you know something before it is done.

“I will be heading out; do you need anything?” Satya questions walking towards the door

“No uh…I’m fine thanks for asking.” You responded in sequence.

💎She likes to check if you’ve made different changes to yourself or other things; change of placement of items, hair swooped to the other side, or even a change of how you speak.

💎”I’ve noticed something different about you in recent times…is it possible you began to wear more sparkling colors?” Satya inquires looking at you-not really making eye contact.

“Oh! I guess so.” You stated in surprise for you haven’t noticed until now.

💎Satya is not the one for PDA infact she doesn’t really like being touched. The feeling of touch kind of messes with her senses a tad bit. She very rarely makes a move on you.

Lúcioᰔᩚ

🐸He tried asking you out…he really did: but the words wouldn’t come out his mouth! Lúcio was a stuttering mess, all he could do is hope you understood!

🐸In the beginning of the relationship he’d ask a lot of questions(music related of course) Favorite genre? Favorite artist? Favorite band?

🐸Lúcio was attached to your hip! Literally…like for real. During his free time he loves to take you places especially where he grew up, Brazil, showing you the art he grew up with.

🐸He will sometimes say things in Portuguese and the be like “Ah I’m sorry!” And immediately translate what ever said to English (of course depending on what he said…it varies)

🐸Lúcio loves showing you off and your talents! Even if they aren’t reasonable. D.va probably knows a lot more than she tells you. How can Lúcio keep his mouth shut when he knows he has one of the most greatest people in the world has his significant other???

🐸You and him definitely match outfits to events! Whether it be Christmas or just a pool party you and him are always matching.

🐸He has a pixie mind sometimes where his mind moves faster than his body and other times it’s vice versa. Lúcio understands it might be hard for you to in-just to his way of life. Do not fret! The longer he is with you his mind and body pace together in harmony.

🐸He enjoys PDA! Lúcio loves the fact that he can make other people know your his just by holding his hand! Although if you make the move first he will get all mushy.

Junoᰔᩚ

💫 Juno has never been in a relationship until now, being the first human born on mars after all, she has never had any romantic experiences.

💫Juno is one of the most shyest people ever!

💫Juno loves to be next to you; it helps with her nerves during stressful situations. Juno knowing she is next to someone she loves makes her feel safe.

💫She will mindlessly agree with you on certain things.

“Waffles are better than pancakes!” You exclaimed with a serious attitude.

“Y-yes! Waffles are nice!” Juno speaks almost immediately after your exclaim.

💫PDA has her so embarrassed!! Juno doesn’t mind holding hands with you or hugging you it’s just the simple act that has her mind running in circles!

💫Juno loves when you compliment her on certain things: even if it’s small. The Compliments makes her hearts do jump ropes!<3

💫Juno will cry if you ask her about Martian things. Her knowing you’re interested in her life when she was on mars also makes her happy.

💫Sometimes even if it isn’t a yes or no question She’ll just nod (she wasn’t paying attention to your words, only your beauty.) And then apologize frantically.

Meiᰔᩚ

❄️Oh how she cares so much for you should be studied!

❄️She loves caring for you kind of like a mom in a way: making sure you have food on your plate, you have nice clothes, and your happy.

❄️Snowball enjoys your company as well! Making pleasant beeps when they see you. Snowball sees you as a parent to it…like you and Mei are it’s parents(no matter your gender)

❄️If you like science Mei will love to do experiments with you! Rather A-mei-zing (pun intended)

❄️Mei has a bad habit of apologizing when anything goes wrong…anything. Mei apologizes even if it’s not her fault! If you confront her about she will also apologize.

❄️Once you get it through to her she’ll stop apologizing as much(she stands still and avoids eye contact) During the conversation she will and does cry! Mei is so use to apologizing it feels disrespectful if she doesn’t.

❄️Mei enjoys PDA she finds hand holding to be her favorite. She doesn’t like kissing or making out in public she finds it just plain gross.

❄️”Me and Snowball decided to make dinner for you…you seemed upset today, I’m sorry..” Mei spoke in a soft tone being filled by condescending nods from snowball

“Thank you Mei! Don’t be sorry-it’s not your fault I’m upset.” You replied trying to get your point through. It isn’t her fault

[lalalian]

my drself intro | aethergarde academy

date: december 29, 2024

hehe, I've settled on an appearance and I tweaked my backstory a bit. also I'm scripting mikhael's eyes are dark gray bc it really wouldn't make sense if mine were gray since brown eyes is such a strong (gene wise) trait 😭😭

You absolutely do not need to have the exact same backstory as me; my backstory isn't technically canon.

Note that my backstory does not reflect an ordinary or perfect life, if this kind of scripting is not for you, please move on. I have experienced some of the things in my backstory, and I know what I can and cannot handle. I do not need people telling me what I can or cannot handle, especially since you do not know me OR what I've been through. Again, you do not need to have my backstory; you can start anywhere you'd like.

My goal is not to treat trauma like it is some kind of movie; my goal is to experience a different life than my current life. This is my final warning, if you don't agree with this sentiment, please leave.

appearance

hair: jet black hair, this haircut

eyes: bluish-gray, dark border around iris, slightly larger iris than normal just bc I like the look lmao

iris size:

nails: lmao I honestly shouldn't be scripting this bc I don't start off as a noble, but I'm just gonna script that I was given a few extra nail polish bottles from a manicurist in my town

backstory

tw: envy, kidnapping, unrequited love

(Also I just realized how messy the writing is; I'm sorry but I really don't feel like redoing it all 😭 feel free to ask questions if you're confused about anything/everything; I will provide a short summary of everything below the full ver of my backstory)

Please heed the warnings in the intro paragraphs before the appearance section before reading. I'll copy and paste the warnings here:

Note that my backstory does not reflect an ordinary or perfect life, if this kind of scripting is not for you, please move on. I have experienced some of the things in my backstory, and I know what I can and cannot handle. I do not need people telling me what I can or cannot handle, especially since you do not know me OR what I've been through. Again, you do not need to have my backstory; you can start anywhere you'd like.

My goal is not to treat trauma like it is some kind of movie; my goal is to experience a different life than my current life. This is my final warning, if you don't agree with this sentiment, please leave.

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I live in a small town called Kelvingrove Village. My step-father is a carpenter and my step-mother is a painter. My ‘step’-mother left the home of my birth father when I turned 1, and married my step-father when I was around 3 y/o. My birth father is the one who is a descendent of Kashmir, and he gave me my Kashmir blood. My birth mother is Aelea Sol-Yete Kashmir. Aelea has light gray eyes and Niran has dark blue eyes. My real name is Ariadne (’Are’-ee-yuh-deen) Sol Kashmir, but I was renamed to Aeris Greze somehow by my step-mother because she wanted to hide my identity from my birth father.

I also have an older step sister (older than me by 3 yrs) named Dahlia Greze. My sister is well known in our village; she’s known for being both pretty and sweet. She isn’t rlly sweet tho, she often makes snide remarks to me whenever she can. I didn’t have many friends growing up because Dahlia would start bothering them too if they hung out with me. Dahlia is the favorite child bc she shares the same blood as my stepfather (stepfather’s name is Callum Greze) and step-mother (Her name is Cassia). My step-mother was madly in love with my father, Kyrian Solmir (he changed up his name lol, his real name is Niran Sol Kashmir). Also yes, everyone in the Kashmir bloodline has the same middle name, this is because it’s supposed to mean that everyone in the bloodline represents the sun.

Dahlia Greze receives expensive clothing and was most certainly spoilt by my stepfather and step-mother due to preference. Cassia had Dahlia with Callum Greze, she had a baby with him on accident through a hook-up, but decided to raise Dahlia, and made an excuse to leave a few months into her pregnancy due to pregnancy symptoms getting more taxing. Cassia had worked in Niran's mansion 6~ yrs prior to my birth. After giving birth to Dahlia, she eventually married my step-father a year later, and had started raising both Dahlia and I together in Niran’s mansion with his permission. Aelea, my birth mother, was a bit displeased with this arrangement. Dahlia, even as a child, did not like me and resented me out of jealousy. As a kid I often received expensive toys to play with, and was often tended to by many servants, especially when Cassia was unable to help me. Though it wasn't like Dahlia was completely neglected by the other servants, more attention was given to the noble child (me).

Sometimes, she’d pull at my hair and throw stuff at me. A few weeks after I turned 1, Cassia went to my stepfather’s house to ‘sell paintings’ but it actually was an excuse to see him. Cassia didn’t want to make it seem like her relationship with my step-father was a good one (to be honest, it really wasn’t anyway) to make sure Niran felt bad for her, kept giving her money, and eventually leave his wife to have a forbidden relationship with her. My step-father was dismissive of my step-mother and was often busy with work.

My father was getting worried, it was almost nighttime, and Cassia still was out in the city 'selling paintings'. While my other nannies were taking care of me, my father went out to find her himself as he was already out buying potions and machinery. He saw my step-mom speaking to Callum Greze through a window in the Greze house. Niran was relieved that she wasn't out in the streets at night, but before he left the scene, he heard Cassia scoff and complain that if she was married to Niran, she wouldn't be in the position she is now. She kept comparing Niran and Callum, basically saying how much better Niran is than Callum. Callum got (rightfully) angry at her, and yelled at her to leave.

Niran heard this and was completely stunned— he didn’t want someone who loved him to work for him when he was not only married, but taking care of his child. He told her that she had until the end of the week to pack her things and leave though a swift letter the next day. My step-mother was angry with the dismissal, and demanded Niran to tell her why he dismissed her from her position, and he confessed he heard what she said the night before. Cassia implored Niran to listen to her, but he simply left the room, not desiring an argument. Later, my step-mother told Callum that she wanted to leave the village after she talks with Niran; she she tells him to get all their stuff ready to leave so they can leave as soon as she comes back.

The day she left, she tried to seduce Niran, it didn’t work, and he angrily told her that he is not only married, but never loved her. Cassia tried to convince him that he did in fact love her, but everything she told him was stuff like ‘you glanced at me with love in your eyes’ ‘you smiled at me when…’. All stuff that was really small and just polite gestures. The next day, she packed all her things… and me. My actual father actually really cared about me, and he doted on me often. She knew that he really cared about me, so she took me to spite him and to try and take away a part of his happiness. She wanted to get rid of my mother, but she had too strong of a social background to do that, and she was already introduced to society. Cassia knew it'd be best if she took someone nobody really knows yet.

She brought me into the wagons with Callum and Dahlia and left before Niran could find out. Callum was confused and didn’t want my step-mother to take me with them, but she insisted, and lied saying that the child had nowhere else to go. While Cassia didn’t completely hate me, she didn’t really like me all that much because she could see my birth mother in me, and hated that I was essentially a product of Niran and Aelea’s love. She didn’t want to get rid of me along the way bc I was the only piece of Niran left for her.

As she raised me, she reveled in that fact that I was now ‘on her level’, she loved that I no longer was able to wear noble clothing, could play with expensive dolls and toys, or was tended to by servants every second. This made her preference for Dahlia grow, and Dahlia too relished the attention from her mom. Fast forward until I’m 12, (Dahlia’s 15). It’s May, which is dragon rider season. People from different rider schools came to Kelvingrove Village to recruit dragon riders in Kelvingrove, and everyone who was 15 years of age was gathered into lines to be tested.

Everyone thought Dahlia would be a rider because many thought she was smart (she was actually cheating, I was doing her work on top of my own work), athletic, and she even had pointy canine teeth. If your family has a dragon rider in it, a few days after the event in your village, a letter would arrive stamped with the royal seal. The letter would address the family and say so-and-so is a dragon rider, and a carriage would transport them to the second testing location in the beginning of June. Unfortunately, Dahlia wasn’t selected. Her two other close friends got selected to be riders though. Fast forward until I’m 15, (Dahlia’s 18) and it’s May again!

…guess who gets selected as dragon rider?

Me.

summary:

I was born in Niran Sol Kashmir (disguised as Kyrian Solmir) and Aelea Yete-Sol Kashmir's mansion, and my head nanny was Cassia. Cassia secretly loved Niran and thought he loved her too through simple and polite gestures. Cassia hooked up with Callum Greze awhile ago and had Dahlia (who is around 3 y/o at this point), then got permission to raise her in the mansion with me.

Dahlia became more and more jealous of me due to me receiving more attention from servants and expensive toys from my parents (Niran and Aelea) which led to her picking on me. This made Dahlia resent me.

One night, Cassia left the mansion with the excuse that she was selling some old paintings she had, but in reality, she was seeing Callum. She lied about this because she didn't want Niran to think she had a good relationship with Callum so that she can receive more money, have Niran feel bad for her, and eventually leave his wife to have a forbidden relationship with her.

Cassia was out way later than she had reported, so Niran, who was already out running errands at that point, went to find her himself. He heard a couple arguing loudly, looked at a window, and realized that it was Cassia. She compared Callum and Niran, saying how much better Niran is, and confessed that she loved him more than she ever loved Callum. Callum got rightfully upset and sternly told her to leave.

The next day, Cassia received a letter saying that she is dismissed from her job as my head nanny, and will need to leave by the end of the week. Cassia implored Niran to change his mind and tried to seduce him. Neither worked, and Niran angrily kicked her out. Out of spite, Cassia took me with her, and moved far away from Niran. She took me instead of doing anything to Aelea because Aelea already had a strong social standing + everyone already knew her, nobody really knows me or what I look like.

Cassia changed my name without alerting Niran somehow from Ariadne Sol Kashmir to Aeris Greze to help ensure that Niran never finds me.

When dragon rider recruitment season comes around, Dahlia gets tested, and turns out not to be a rider even though many thought she'd be. When it's my turn 3 yrs later, I turn out to be a rider.

lmao the summary isn't as short as I thought I could make it, there's so many details I needed to include tho, sorry 😭😭

[ya-zz]

Yazz, I beg of you, NSFW lifeweaver. I need to be utterly destroyed and left helpless by this man.

My life has been so shitty recently, I need some comfort, and I love your writing!

!! NSFW under the cut !!

His hand trailed down your side, your skin prickling with every second his fingers ghosted over. Niran lets out a content hum, satisfied with how submissive you become under his touch.

He nibbles at your neck, a smirk and a kiss pressed against the pulse point. Just the way you writhe and whimper as his hands move towards your thighs, pushing them open whilst he presses his lips down your collar, your chest and stomach, it brings him joy.

Niran won't admit, at least not aloud, how much he enjoys taking his time with you. He enjoys how pliant you become, how easy you comply which his words.

"Just like that..." He coos, tongue trailing up your thigh, enveloping your sex with his mouth. If only you could pull him closer, but with your hands bound above your head, Niran made sure that he was having his way with you.

He would keep teasing you, pushing you closer to the edge and then ripping it away. Relishing in your moans, Niran couldn't help himself, biting down on your thigh, teeth sinking into your plump flesh and then your whine that follows makes his own body shiver.

The medic knew which buttons to push, which areas to mark and bite. He knows what makes you whimper, what makes you call for him, what makes your legs shake as you cum over and over.

He knows exactly what to do.

[chosos-husband]

Would an angsty jealous fem reader x lifeweaver fic be doable? Where shes jealous bc lifeweaver likes to flirt around with the others and it ends in her wanting to quit working with overwatch bc she gets hurt watching him with others? Happy ending please! One where they get together hwheh thank you!

Ugh Lifeweaver my BELOVED. Literally love this man so much. Thank you so much for requesting qwq!! Also sry this took forever! I am in college, and it has been screwing me over lately lmfao. Hope you enjoy it :3

I also forgot that I will be writing the reader with neutral identity unless otherwise stated. Thanks!

Niran, in general, was a flirtatious person. He always made cute comments towards the people that he was closer to. Even to those he had just met, he would give the sweetest remarks about something he saw in them.

He had a talent of seeing the best in those around him. Everything living had beauty and value to him. Niran had a calling to protect this inherit beauty.

Of course, this did not end with you. Every message from him was signed off with something just to make you smile. It was impossible to not love him, even if it was just a little. It was hard to not love someone who made you blush every day.

As time passed on, you did learn to love him, a lot actually. You made excuses to visit his office and made reasons for you two to work together, even if there was no logical explanation for that decision.

You learned to admire Niran in the same way he did you. You appreciated him as a being. Physically, he was stunning. Anyone could agree with that. However, you feel in love with him entirely, a large component of that being in his words and actions.

It was easy to feel special with him. It was as natural as breathing to love him.

It's why it burned so much to see him talk that same way to others. For awhile, it was just you. He would only really speak to you in this way. But, quite suddenly, he started talking like that to others.

You analyzed what those peers had that you didn't. You didn't know what Niran's type was, as it kinda seemed like everyone was.

He would compliment their outfits and style. You couldn't help but wonder if that's what he would have preferred out of you. It was simplistic to fall into the trap of what he would have preferred. What would make him adore you as much as you did him.

As more time passed, you grew angry with him. It was cruel. That he would give the impression that you were special to him. Just for him to run around and talk to other people the same way. It just wasn’t fair for him to do this to you.

You couldn’t look at him without him being angry. You couldn’t stand for him to compliment you anymore. You knew how he would be talking that way with just anyone else. It didn't mean anything. It wasn't special to him.

You started just ignoring what he said to you. You would roll your eyes or not respond. Niran tried asking if he was doing something to upset you. But you never answered him, you would simply walk away.

It got to the point where you just didn't want to see his face anymore. Even if he only spoke to you again, it didn't matter. You didn't want to see him anymore. As, all it did was hurt.

You grew with frustration when Overwatch didn't accept your request to transfer departments. They stated that your work with Niran was important and that you two already agreed to work on that assignment together.

Niran looked by as you were putting things into a box. Everyone else had already left the building. You didn't want to make leaving a big scene. You didn't want anyone to question you or try to talk you out of it. It didn't even come to mind how Niran tended to stay later than everyone else did.

"y/n, what are you doing?" He frowned. He knew that you were angry with him. However, Niran still loved you and he didn't want to see you leave.

"Why do you care?" You snapped back. You continued to pack things into boxes.

"I care about you. We've worked together for a long time now. Why do you think I wouldn't?" Niran stepped close to you, which just made you more irritated.

"Don't even try to pull that with me anymore. If you care about me, you wouldn't talk to me like that. You wouldn't flirt with me and then act like I'm nothing the second I step away and there is someone else to talk to. I'm not special to you." You rambled. If you were thinking rationally, you would have seen the hurt in his eyes. That, he hated the idea that he was hurting you this much and didn't even know it.

"That's just the way I speak, it isn't personal, y/n." Niran tried to explain, but you weren't really listening.

"It doesn't matter. I'm leaving Overwatch anyway. You can tell them that when I don't come in tomorrow."

"You can't leave! Our work is together. I work with you and that's the only way it will continue to grow. I can't continue this project alone. "

"Why should I care now?"

"Why are you angry?" Niran was starting to get frustrated with you. Though, he was very good about keeping his anger in check. He just didn't understand how he was supposed to know you were upset without you talking to him.

"Because I loved you and it felt like you loved me back. But I don't mean shit to you. Do I, Niran? Aren't I just some other person in this lab to you?

Niran's eye widened a little bit. The confession was sudden, but provoked. His normal confident, charming demeanor fluttered. He was blushing.

Your confusion grew as you could see him looking for any implication of sarcasm.

"Are you serious?" Niran smiled a little bit. His tone was soft and no longer defensive.

"Why lie now? I'm leaving anyway." You shrugged. There was a level of embarrassment to it. That you are confessing to someone just before running away.

"I do love you. I have for quite a long time really."

Your entire expression softened. Now, you were trying to figure out if he was being sarcastic.

"You don't act like it. I don't really believe you, Niran."

"I have. I wasn't sure how to talk to you. I tried. But I wasn't sure you were interested at all. I only started talking to others to get over it. But I can't say that I ever did. I never stopped thinking about you in that way. I just didn't want to say it and ruin our friendship." He paused. "But I guess I did that anyway, didn't I?"

You stood there, looking into the box that you had on your chair. Maybe this was all just a silly misunderstanding. Perhaps you were just being jealous and refusing to talk to him about it.

"Are you willing to give me another chance?" Niran asked, making you look up. You hesitated for answer for a moment.

"I think I will."

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A few months later, you two are cuddling in his room. He definitely appreciated showing his affection through actions. You were laying on top of him, your head resting against his chest. Initially, you were counting his heartbeats, but he kept talking to you and making you forget which number you were on.

"Thank you for giving me another chance y/n." Niran put his fingers through your hair.

"I wouldn't if you weren't so pretty." You were just teasing and it made him smile.

"Then, I'm glad that I am. I don't want to imagine a life where I'm not with you." Those stupid words again. You could feel your face getting a little hot.

"Hush now, I'm going to bed."

Niran was awake a little longer than you. He couldn't stop thinking about this. He was scared that he almost lost you. That him not being able to say it made your relationship almost never happen.

But, he had you now and you had his complete, unforgiving attention.

[sato-sato-satoru]

Okayyyyyy I’m so excited for this because the Angstttt! The heartbreakkkkkk, the symweaver fluff!! I’m also so honoured to be your first request!!! I’m so excited!!! 🩷🩷 I love the way you write!!

Okay soooo Fem Reader please!

Niran is dating Reader and they are super cute together and he adores her, telling her she’s the most beautiful girl and taking her out on dates ect ect.

Then BAMMMMM

Satya ends up in hospital and Niran panics and long angst argument with Reader because he’s freaking out over her but they both had plans to leave for a trip to Thailand or something that day and now they will have to cancel. (Reader understands but is still upset and Niran takes this the wrong way.) He leaves to see Satya and leaves Reader upset and a little heartbroken.

Slowly Niran started to develop feelings for Satya, realising they have always been there since the academy, and as he’s helping her with all the things she can’t do, he’s realised he wants to be with her all the time and coming home to reader is like a chore. He starts to realise that he’s in love with her and asks Satya if she feels the same way and she said she does and has for a while. Niran breaks up with reader with Satya there and reader is heartbroken and begging Niran to stay.

Reader watches as Satya and Niran’s relationship develops (Because cuteeeee SymWeaver!!) and how sweet they are together.

Reader throws herself at Niran’s feet begging him to take her back and that she loves him so much, but Niran says no and that he’s sorry, but he’s happy with Satya.

Then maybe, because I’m evil, a few months later Niran proposes to Satya as a party where Reader is invited and everyone is so happy for the couple and reader is further broken by this, leaving the party and crying herself to sleep.

Ahhhhhhh the angst!!!! 💔💔💔

“I'm so in love with you, do you know that, my sweet?”

“Yes, Bua.. you tell me that every day!” You chuckle, giving him a peck on the cheek before folding up more of your clothes to put in the suitcase.

“My dear, i'm so glad to have met you.” He grabs her hand, ever so gently lifting it up to his lips to kiss her knuckles. “One day, i'll make you Mrs. Pruksamanee, how does that sound? It has a nice ring to it! Y/N pruksamanee!”

You laugh at his cheesy-ness, cupping his face with your hand before giving him a soft kiss on his lips. “I would truly love that, Mr. Pruksamanee.” a small blush appearing on your lover's cheeks before returning another kiss to you.

“i'll be off now! Unfortunately, work calls..” You said, disappointment is clear in your voice. Niran smiles sadly before grabbing your waist to sneak in one last kiss before you left. “Stay safe, alright?” in which you nodded in return.

... 🥀

“Satya..?”

Niran spoke so softly, afraid that his mere words would cause his best friend who's currently lying on a hospital bed to break.

“Satya..satya..no..don't leave me.”

Niran sounded like a broken record beside her, begging for her to wake up.

“PLEASE..you can't do this to me..we-” he hiccups, tears flowing non-stop, barely being able to get the words out of his mouth. “we've been together for so..so long..you can't leave me now..not when we're finally-..together agai-”

“NIRAN PRUKSAMANEE!” You burst through the hospital door, security already holding you back while nurses and doctors plead for you to quiet down, but you couldn't care less.

Why is he here? Why out of all times NOW? you guys had a TRIP to go to, after your last day of work which was today! How could he abandon something so important, something that you guys have been planning for MONTHS? You barely have any free time together. How could he do this to you? You know his friend needed him, but she's clearly still passed out. How could he leave you for her on such a special occasion?

You were seething with anger, yelling at your lover to come outside and talk to you properly to which Niran gets up, wiping his tears away and walking over towards you.

“Y/N, you have to understand she needed me-”

“NO. NIRAN. I NEEDED YOU.”

“Y/N st-”

“NO. YOU STOP, NIRAN! WE HAVE BEEN PLANNING THIS GODDAMN TRIP FOR WEEKS—” Tears spilled down your face, you were so angry you were pacing around with your hands gripping tightly at your hair, “MONTHS!!! YOU BARELY EVER HAVE TIME FOR ME..FOR US! AND ALL OF A SUDDEN YOU HAVE ALL THE TIME IN THE WORLD FOR HER?!”

“Y/N. Could you please stop being so irritating for one second?”

You felt your heart sink to your stomach.

“She needs me. She got into a literal car crash and passed out in a hospital bed..and all you care about..is that STUPID TRIP? I CAN PAY FOR ANOTHER TICKET, Y/N. WE CAN GO SOME OTHER TIME, STOP BEING SO GODDAMN INSENSITIV-”

!!!!

You didn't know when but you slapped him.

“It was never about that, Niran.” You cried, you felt so incredibly hurt. Why did it feel like even though you were his girlfriend, that you were 2nd to her? Maybe it's always been that way. Maybe Satya Vaswani has always been the one he loved. Maybe it has never been you.

“If you seriously can't understand what you did wrong, then maybe you should just leave.”

“...”

You heard him scoff before turning his back on you, walking back into her hospital room leaving you and your heart broken.

.....🪷.....

Its been a couple of days since the argument, and whilst you've done nothing but cry in your bed and wallow in your own self-pity, Niran has done nothing but dote on his best friend. Who he suspects he might be gaining feelings for.

He's been helping her since she woke up, feeding her, helping her change robes whilst still being respectful of course, updating her about things she missed so that she wouldn't feel too left behind on her work. It felt so..nice. For once, he felt like himself. He felt free and talking to her was so easy.. is this what true love feels like? It must be. It all makes perfect sense. He's been with Satya for so so very long, they were there for each other when they needed each other the most.

Unlike with you.

Being with you feels like a chore.

Something he has to force himself to do for the sake of your relationship.

But it wasn't like that with her..Satya Vaswani.

“I.. think i'm in love with you, Satya. Do you feel the same?”

The raven haired girl was caught off-guard, fidgeting with her fingers as a guilty feeling settled in her stomach. “Y-” She pretended to cough, not wanting to stutter. “Yes. I have felt it...for quite some time now. Love, is that what it is?” He smiles brightly before closing the gap between them with a small but passionate kiss.

. . . . . . . . . . ?

“N-niran.. you don't mean..that..right?” Your heart ached so badly. You felt dizzy, a rollercoaster of emotions going on through your head. Anger. Fear. Jealousy. Betrayal. Most of all, need. A need for him. You needed him to tell you it was just a sick and twisted joke. Because he can't. He can't possibly.. love satya..right..?

“I'm sorry, Y/N. But she's the woman i truly love. Forgive me. Please get out of my home.”

“NIRAN YOU CAN'T DO THIS-” You threw yourself at his feet, clinging onto his legs while you cried and begged for him to stay.

“Please..please..i can't- i can't lose you!! You're- you're my everything! I'm sorry if i don't say it much, i promise i can change! I'll be whoever you need me to be, Just please don't leave me..” You sounded so broken. Niran felt so guilty but he couldn't force himself to be with you any longer knowing you weren't the one he truly loved.

“I'm sorry. Y/N.”

Was the last thing you heard before he left you for good.

..........🪷........🥀..........

“Bua! You're embarrassing me!” Satya said with a red flush on her cheeks, trying to push her light-haired lover away from her in public.

“But whyyy dearestt~ You're so warm and cozy, Who cares if others see?”

“I Do, Bua..”

“Well i don't! So let them see how much i love you!”

But i do.

You thought to yourself.

You care.

You felt so heartbroken, you stalked them, seeing their relationship grow and develop. They were so inlove with each other. They were two peas in a pod. Inseparable. You hated every passing moment of it.

You couldn't take it anymore. You called out to niran, dropping to your knees as you cried, begging him to take you back. Begging him to give you another chance. To which he replied by turning his back to you, only being able to mutter a small sorry before taking Satya away from you, scared that you would hurt her.

...........💍...........

“Satya Vaswani, the light of my life..and the girl of my dreams. Will you marry me?”

4 words and your life and heart shattered once more.

It's been months yet you still weren't able to move on. And now you're here, wearing that dress Niran used to love on you, wearing your hair up nicely just in the way he used to want you to. Seeing him propose to his lover.

You broke your wine glass from dropping it, staring at the broken glass, it reminded you of your poor shattered heart as you heard the loud screams and cheers of the people around you, gathering around the couple and congratulating them while you left the party to go home. You cried more than you ever had that night. Your world completely shattered.

He was truly gone.

And you couldn't do anything about it.

He's someone else's now. That someone who will never be you. Not now, not ever. He was in love with her,

He was never truly in love with you. And you knew that all along.

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AAAAA MY HEART IS ACHING I LOVE THEM SO MUCH BUT THIS HURT SO MUCH TO WRITE CUZ I LOVE HIM TOO😭😭🥹🥹🥹🙏🙏🙏🙏 THANK YOU @uh-niran-really for BEING MY FIRST REQUEST ILY AND YOUR WORK SO MUCH I HOPE YOU LIKE IT🥹

It's a little shorter than what i originally planned because it was a little rushed, i was simply too excited to show you🥹🥹!!

I HOPE YOU LIKE ITTT!🥹🫶

[kortsitron]

Ok how about a niran x gn (afab If possible) of where even with the super high tech of the ow world being so advanced, two people rediscover the beauty of hand written letters?

Love letter

✮ PARING Niran Pruksamanee × Gender Neutral! Reader

✮ WARNINGS pure fluff, implied genji x mercy (can be interpreted as now established relationship or past romance), ______ as (y/n), an actual love letter (might be cringe lol i tried to be romantic xd), established relationship

✮ SUMMARY You leave for a mission. In the meantime Lifeweaver rediscovers the beauty of love letters and decides to remind you how much you mean to him.

✮ A/N I absolutely fell in love with the idea when I saw the request and honestly I think love letters are so cute! And Niran is so perfect for it! Thank you so much for the request and I hope you're going to enjoy this one shot! ♡

“I’ll be back before you know it.” You smiled at Niran. Your hand was on his cheek, gently caressing it with your thumb.

Niran leaned in your hand, putting his hand on your own before sighed softly. “I know, my dear, I know.“ He looked at you with a soft expression. “I wish you could stay, I will miss you greatly.”

You were getting ready for a mission in a different country, far away from the Overwatch quarters. And Niran as much as he knew you had no choice, he really wanted you to stay. Not seeing you for a few weeks was an idea Niran wasn’t fond of.

“I know, Niran. But I’ll be texting and calling you as often as I can, it’s a promise.” Your promise made Niran’s heart skip a beat. For a moment, he got lost in your eyes. 

His hands landed on your cheeks before he pressed a kiss on your forehead. “Be careful out there, I would be devastated if something were to happen to you.”

“I’ll be careful, no worries.”

It’s been a week since you left and Niran was feeling lonely already. He missed waking up and seeing your sleepy face in the morning, your voice and the way you look at him. He missed the morning kisses and caressing your hair while you were murmuring how much you want to sleep, but can’t. Thinking about it made him giggle.

He didn’t notice Angela coming into his office, he was waiting for a text from you. He was getting worried, even though he knew you were capable of taking care of yourself and you weren’t on your own on the mission.

“Niran?” Angela called out, carrying a box in her hands.

Medic looks up at her, before he comes to help her with the box. “Oh apologies. I did not notice when you came in.” Niran chuckled. “What’s in the box?” He asked, with his eyebrow risen as he put the box on his desk.

Angela shook her head, realizing that Niran forgot. “You asked me to bring you some books. I guess you’re so worried about ______ that you forgot.” She picked up a book, showing it to Niran. Embarrassment was visible on his face. “I don’t blame you, if my partner was on a mission without me, I would be worried too.” An expression of understanding showed itself on her face.

Niran gave a little nod. “Thank you, Doctor Ziegler.” He watched her leave his office while he took a look at the books. 

While he was taking them out of the box, a piece of paper fell out of one of them. Niran picked up a piece of paper quickly, examining it.  There was something written on the paper, he wasn't sure if he should read it, but curiosity got the better of him.

And he quickly realized he was reading a love letter. By the date he assumed it was after Overwatch fell back in the day. And it was written from Genji to Angela. It was written beautifully, it sounded so perfectly that for a second, Niram wished he was the one to receive it. To know how it feels to be the one receiving a letter specifically for you, full of love and passion.

It made him think about you. And then an idea came to his mind. 

He was going to write a love letter to you!

The idea of you reading his letter, blushing and smiling while doing so, made his heart flutter.

And that's how he spent the rest of his evening writing a said love letter.

The idea was there, but at first he had some trouble. He ended up throwing a few sheets of paper, because of the fact he wasn’t satisfied enough with his work. He sighed, looking around his office, like the answers he was looking for were hidden in the room.

He then heard a melody coming from his phone. You were calling him. His lips curled into a smile immediately. 

Niran picked up the phone and answered the call. “______, dear! How are you doing? I’ve been waiting for a message from you!” His voice was full of joy.

“Sorry, I meant to text you earlier, but the situation got heated.” You explained. You heard a little gasp coming from. “I’m okay, I’m okay.” You said as soon as you heard the gasp. “I got some bruises, but no serious injuries.”

“I’m glad to hear that.” Niran was relieved to hear that. “I miss you a lot. Do you know when you’re coming back?”

“Unfortunately, no. But let’s hope everything will go smoothly and I should be back in two weeks.” You said with a shrug. “Are you working on something new or…?”

A chuckle escaped his lips, his fingers played with the pen in his hand. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” You were almost sure he had a smirk on his face when he said that.

“How mean of you to not tell me!” You tried to sound as serious as possible, but you ended up laughing. “You seriously won’t tell me? Why not?”

“Because I don’t like to be the one to spoil surprises, my darling.”

You huffed, clearly not liking Niran's answer. “Okay, okay.” 

“Don't worry, I’ll make sure you’ll find out soon.”

“Alright.” You yawned. “I’ll do my best to call you tomorrow. I’m so tired.”

“I understand.” Niran nodded, he wished he could talk with you at least a bit more, but your rest was much more important. 

“Wish you were there, it’s not the same without you.” Your voice was soft and quiet. “Goodnight, Niran.”

“Goodnight, my dearest.” He replied before you hung up.

And then it hit him.

“Wish you were there, it’s not the same without you.”

After hearing those words from you, he decided to write about how much he missed you. How much he wished he could be with you, he could hug you, kiss your gorgeous face. 

He felt inspired and he began to write. After being inspired, writing was much easier than before. He sprayed the finished letter with your favorite perfume of his.

He waited till the morning to send you the love letter. He put the letter in the mailbox with a smile, he couldn’t wait for you to read it.

“Hey, ______.” Cassidy called out, making you look up at him. “Looks like you got a letter.” The cowboy grinned, holding a letter in his hand.

“A letter?” You were clearly confused, you forgot letters existed. You didn’t remember the last time you’ve gotten a letter. 

You took the letter from Cole. You opened the letter and then you smelled a familiar scent. Niran’s floral perfume, it was delicate and sweet. He always liked these types of perfumes, he had a soft spot for them.

After a few moments of letting the smell remind you of your partner, you began to read the letter.

My dearest ______,

I’ve been missing you greatly since you left. Whenever I lay down and go to sleep, I wish to wake up and see your lovely face. To give it a kiss and to hear your voice as you’re still half-asleep. I wish to caress your messy hair and cuddle with you. Feeling your warmth always makes my days better.

My days seem lifeless without you, like all my happiness was stolen from me. I feel like a flower without sun - I cannot bloom without you.

I miss hearing you laugh, hearing your cute little snort and seeing how your eyes water when you giggle at the silliest jokes. I miss your blush when I compliment you.

I miss you so much, my dear. I wish to see you soon.

Yours truly,

Niran ♡

A blush appeared on your face and your heart began to beat faster. This is not what you expected to get from Niran, but you weren’t disappointed. You were far from being disappointed.

You couldn't help, but grin once it made its way on your face. You felt like you fell for Niran all over again.

“What is it, love?” Lena asked, seeing how happy you suddenly were.

“Looks like someone got a love letter.” Cassidy teased. “It must have been good, since ______ is so worked up over it.” He chuckled.

“Awww. This is so adorable!” She exclaimed. “You should write him a letter too!”

You thought about it for a second. You’ve never written a love letter before, but why shouldn't you try. Niran deserved to read so nice and heart-warming too. You just were worried if you could write something as good and romantic as he did.

After a little thinking, you decided you were going to write him a letter back.

After two weeks and 4 days, you were finally back. 

You entered the Overwatch headquarters along with a few other agents that were your comrades on the mission.

“______!” You heard Niran’s melodic voice and before you had a chance to react, you were pulled into a tight hug by him. “I missed you so much!” He kissed your temple.

“I missed you too, it’s so good to see you!” You giggled at the kiss. “Did you get my letter?”

“Of course. I absolutely loved it.” He gave you a peck on the lips. “Now come on, my dear. You must be tired after three long weeks of fighting and planning. Allow me to take care of you.”

[cryptcoop]

id love to hear what are some of your personal headcanons for moira and niran if they did ever get in a relationship

I will finally answer this ask with a few of my moiraweaver thoughts

For starters, I think they are playing a very dangerous game. Moira doesn't leave Iraq much, Oasis even more so. So they are usually together there. Oasis has incredible security.. they know when Niran is there, pretty much the instance he steps foot within the university. However, Moira, being minister, holds a lot of power within Oasis, and therefore is granted a lot of leeway.. but not that much. The only thing stopping Talon/Oasis from stopping their get togethers is the fact that it's hard to completely erase the existence of and replace the Minister of Genetics without a few heads turning. They aren't playing it safe either. She brings him to galas touting him around on her arm, outwardly affectionate towards each other, an act of defiance towards Talon. It wont last for long.

I think Moira is a very touch averse person, and Niran is very respectful of that. However she is usually quite comfortable with his touch. He'll usually test the waters, fingertips on her upper back, a light bump of their shoulders together, and if she doesn't bristle to the touch he will be more confident. He has very warm hands and I like to think it's comforting on her body.

I see Niran as a man and Moira as a woman, but they are both definitely playing outside of their roles often. I see Moira as more of the "man" of the relationship, especially outwardly, but they hold equal power within their relationship. To me they are two queer people having fun, they are definitely not a straight couple.

Given that Niran is often on the run, he travels quite a lot. He will send her little gifts from the places he visits and write cards. He often asks Sombra to deliver his packages to her to keep it discreet.

I like to think that Niran can grow a little bit of facial hair (He is typically a very well kept man when he can be ((he waxes/plucks)) but it can be difficult when you're an active vigilante) and if he returns after being gone for an especially long time, Moira cannot kiss him unless he's clean shaven. She can't stand the feeling of facial hair. Sometimes she will pluck/wax/shave him herself, a little indulgent thing for her. They will do each others makeup as well from time to time.

I think in the same sense that Niran will use his healing touch to soothe Moira's ailments I think Moira will also, on occasion, use her biotic grasp on him (I like to think she can do it without her pack to a lesser extent, given that she already has the attachments for it embedded into her arm.) It's hard for me to explain, as it's not something she does to actively hurt him, I think he probably asked her to do it out of curiosity. I think it's.. a trust thing. She has the ability to drain his life away, just as he as the ability to heal hers. A coming together of opposites. Metaphor, Metaphor, yatta yatta, you get it.

Every once and a while, Niran will engage in a game with her, where he will ask her to run away with him. It's a fruitless effort. Moira can't run away from her life. She's dug her grave, and she's actively laying in it. You do not run away from Talon, and you don't run away from the wrought you've wrung into the world. I wrote a little tidbit about it a little while ago :3 here:

Niran shifts to his side, propping himself up by his arm and looking down at Moira. He lacked his usual playful smile, instead opting for a more determined look. “Run away with me.” 

Ah, this song and dance. “And where shall we go?” 

He hums, considering his options. They’ve played this game a hundred times, and even if the outcome was always the same, he tried anyway. “Iceland is beautiful this time of year, and the hot springs are to die for. I’d love to take you.”

“No.” Moira glances towards him, not wanting to move from her comfortable position. “Much too cold, I prefer the heat nowadays.” 

She watches as his hand strays from his side. It wanders to the buttons of her shirt, ever the indulgent one, unable to keep his hands to himself. “Australia?” He undoes one of the buttons, fingers slipping past silky fabric. “You know, the people living in the outback are quite nice when given the chance.”

“Those Junkers?” Moira fails to hold back a laugh. “Preposterous.”

“I’m being serious! They’re resilient and incredibly resourceful, like you.”

Moira rolls her eyes. “I’ll take your word for it.”

That smile of his comes back. “I think their queen would take a liking towards you. She needs someone to punch back her hotheadedness.” He idly feathers his fingers across her collarbone. She sighs, the warmth of his hand soothing her aching body if only for a moment. He’s starting to think he could be winning her over. “I could take you. Admittedly, it’s antiquated, but I think they’d accommodate you. Plus no one would come looking for you out there.”

Just as quickly as he believes to have the upper hand, she snuffs him out completely. “Too much sand. It kicks up and makes a mess of everything. And I would go mad without running water.”

Niran’s posture deflates, visibly dejected. “Just come out there with me, I promise you won’t regret it.”

He’s starting to beg. He knows the game is over, and he’s pushing it. She takes his hand from within her shirt and places it back to his side. “No, Niran.” 

He stares at her for a long while before accepting his defeat. “Alright.” He says, voice quiet.

[ashascoven]

Request time~.

What if you try to hide your witchy side to your close friend but you saved them with it ?

Cass, Hanzo, Sombra, Lifeweaver and/or Baptiste ?

Thanks~.

oooooo!! wait you're kind of onto something..

(for the other readers, esp new ones, we're talking about my venture x witch! reader fanfic!! :D)

anywho, i raise... another option..

mauga ?!???? :D hear me out...

i really really really like the idea of mauga flirting with the reader just to piss venture off.. flaunting his muscles, commenting about reader's body, things about her being able to work magic on him? without knowing she actually could do that ofc...

reader doesnt care for mauga and just sees him as a knuckle-headed friend trying to flirt with any pretty woman he sees, UNTIL ?!?? he gets himself in trouble !!! THIS could be where the reader saves him with her witchcraft (somehow, ill write it, trust), and he doesnt know how it happens ?!?!? reader could even let venture take the credit of saving him, making mauga back away from lil ol' venture while theyre all smug like "yah, i did that, reader's my girl, scram!!"

on a side note, since you mentioned lifeweaver..

i think i definitely want lifeweaver and the reader to be close enough friends that they basically practice witchcraft together..

since niran's already been to the reader's house multiple times for tarot readings and tea, he's seen how decked out her house is (with crystals, jars, plants, witch themed decor, etc.), so he knows that she's a witch~

HOWEVER!!!!! out of that list, and as a lowkey weaver x bap shipper, you gave me some ideas!!! i think it'd be nice to write about niran coming to the reader for tarot / crystal ball readings on his bf!!!

imagine that the reader could also give niran tips and tricks on kitchen magic to impress his bf with his cooking.. maybee even baked goods ANDD love spells for him too?

im not too sure about cassidy or hanzo since ive never really written or read much about them outside of stuff in game, but sombra definitely sounds like another great canidate for being one of reader's friends :O

considering she's a techie.... well, she also seems to know like everything when it comes to snooping on people, so she COULD just be another friend who DOES know about reader's witchy skills.... not sure yet mmm..

BUT YOUVE GIVEN ME GREAT IDEAS!!! thank you for being my first ask ever !!! ill definitely write for your request, i hope u enjoy ur day/night!! <33

[uh-niran-really]

FEM reader jealous of symmetra thinking her and lw are together? Then tries to commit, lw finds them on the floor begging for her to wake up and panics, calling sym to get help and rushing to get his prototype of his biolight hoping and praying it was enough to keep you alive until professional help came to help? 😈😈 (Idk how to write angst LMAO 😭pls help)

Once help comes reader wakes up in a hospital bed with lw by her side, messy and its obvious he's been crying before falling asleep. Then once he wakes up he cries and begs for her to never do that again ( 😻comfort time) he slips up and tells her how much he lovers her and its jst all gooey and mushy and they end up being together happily ever after 😈😈

Sorry if its too dark u dont have to write it if its makes you too uncomfortable😼

Suicidally Jealous - Lifeweaver x FemReader

Content: Angst, Suicide mention, Fluff

Word Count: 1700+

A/N: I struggled a little with this one, I didn’t want to make it too sad, but I think I found a good balance. I’ve been affected by suicide so I tried to keep it a little tamer for my own sanity. Hopefully it’s still to your liking and I did your request justice! ❤️

“Satya!”

There he goes again. At her every beck and call. You didn’t mind Satya, but you hated the way Niran doted on her whenever she was nearby. Everyone thought they were a couple including you. It hurt. You had loved Niran for so long and you just wished for even an ounce of affection that he gave Satya.

“Niran.. I’m busy, please ease up with the hugs.”

“I wish Niran would hug me like that.”

The pair looked at you puzzled. Niran laughed it off thinking that it must he a light hearted joke, but it wasn’t. You really did want him to hold you like he did with her. Niran backed off for a moment, to grab his coat.

“Satya, when are you going to be done? I’m hungry and I want to talk to you about.. well you know.”

Satya rolled her eyes, but smiled nevertheless. You watched as Niran walked back over to her desk and wrapped his arms around her neck, leisurely. In that moment you felt sick, your body trembling as you started to realise that he must be in love with Satya. Although Satya continued to write, you could see the smile on her face. You hated it, couldn’t stand the way they did this so openly in front of you, their dear roommate.

“Get a room, please..” You groaned softly, though neither of them heard you.

You waited for them to eventually leave, watching Niran followed her like a lost puppy. It hurt so much to see the man you loved be in, what you assumed was love, with someone else. Thoughts crept into your mind about how you will forever be alone, and never find happiness. You had been struggling so much with your mental health recently, and after today, things were getting too much to handle.

Crying was no longer an option. You had cried over Niran so much you felt almost numb to it all now, but in a suicidal way. You didn’t care anymore. Nothing would bring you happiness in the way he would. You had felt suicidal for a while now, always flirting with the idea of death, always hoping Niran would pull you back from the brink. As things stood he seemed to have his eyes set on Satya now. Good for her. She had won. Won the battle she didn’t even know she was fighting. Deep down you wanted to hate her, but what good would hate do. Instead you decided you would end it all, let them be happy together, without interference from you. You took a shard of hardlight you were studying for class and slit from your wrists to your forearms.

——🪷——

“One moment Satya I swear I left it he-“

Niran stopped in his tracks, dead still. His eyes widened in horror at the sight of your lifeless body on the floor. He gagged, a feeling of dread wash over him, body trembling.

“Y/N…?”

No response was given by you and this worried him further. He begin to panic, dropping to his knees to shake you lightly.

“Y/N… wake up! Please wake up… please!!”

He shook you harder before cradling your body in his arms, lightly tapping your cheek for signs of life.

“Please wake up.. please.. please… PLEASE WAKE UP! SATYA!! HELP ME!!”

Satya rushed in, startled by his screams. She gasped at the sight of your body in his arms and covered her mouth in shock. She didn’t know what had happened but she could hazard a guess.

“PLEASE GET HELP! Y/N WAKE UP!!!”

Satya froze, panic rooting her to the ground. She wanted to move but couldn’t. She was paralysed with burning fear. Her friend was going through hell and it made her sick with anxiety.

“SATYA!”

“R-right.. I- okay..” She trembled before finally breaking out of her fear, turning and running to find help.

You stirred softly in his arms. It wasn’t much but it proved to Niran that you were still alive. He cried out in slight relief, but knew he needed to act fast. Placing you down as gently as he could he rushed to his bedside table, tearing through his notes and trinkets until he found his life’s work. A secret project he had been working on. Something he had been waiting to test. Now was the time to do so. With shaky hands he hastily fitted the module onto his cybernetic arm and flicked his wrist. A tiny lotus flower bloomed to life.

“Please work… please…”

He fired it at your body, tears spilling down his face, mind screaming in panic. He watched as the lotus dissipated into your soft skin. The wounds on your arms started to heal, but not as fast as he wanted. The amount of blood you had lost worried him. He didn’t think he could out heal that, but he could attempt to close the wound a little to ease up the bleeding.

“Stay with me.. don’t leave.. please..”

He stayed with you, healing you up as best he could, mumbling to himself about how he needed you to be okay. That he was sorry for not noticing the signs of your depression. That he carried so much about you. Finally he got you semi stable, breathing steadied and he broke down in tears again. Satya came back with help and together they watched as they took you away to hospital.

“She’s alive?”

“Barely..”

“How.. she was as good as dead Niran. What did you do?”

“You can’t tell ANYONE Satya.”

He pulled out his notes and began to show Satya his new invention.

——🪷——

Your eyes fluttered awake, suprised you were even still alive. Your body ached with pain, though that was to be expected. The room you woke up in was a Vishkar hospital, not idea but that’s the way it was. You feel a hand on yours and look over to notice a messy looking Niran asleep on a chair beside you. His hair was matted and thrown up wildly into a soft bun, his cheeks tear stained with puffy swollen eyes. He had been crying, this shirt was damp from wiping at his tears. How long had he been there for? You weren’t even sure how long you’d been asleep. Still you were grateful he cared. Niran stirs in his sleep. Twisting uncomfortably.

“Y/N… please don’t leave me..”

“I’m here.. sadly..” You still didn’t know how you felt about being alive. You knew Niran must have been the one to find you, and you felt a tad guilty that he was worried, though it did feel nice. Niran’s eyes fluttered open at the sound of your voice, landing on you.

“You’re awake!! Oh Y/N thank goodness!”

He stands, flinging his arms around your neck, sobbing. You felt awful seeing him this way. Hearing him cry over you wasn’t as joyous as you thought it would be. It just made you feel guilty.

“Please don’t ever do that again… please… I don’t want to lose you… please promise me..”

“Niran.. I-“

“I love you.. please don’t end your life.. I’m here for you.. please.. let’s talk it out.. please..”

“You love me?”

The words felt weird. He loved Satya? Didn’t he. Surely he was just being polite. You felt him slink away from your neck, hands opting to hold your own, being mindful of the pain. Warm brown eyes gazed lovingly into yours.

“I.. I’ve had a crush on you for quite sometime..”

“What about Satya..? I thought you two were.. in love?”

“Oh heavens no.” Niran laughed softly. “I do love Satya, she’s my best friend, but no. Nothing romantic of the sort. It’s you I’m yearning for.”

You feel stupid for wanting to end your life over something that wasn’t even true. You loved Niran and the thought of not being with him hurt so much. In hindsight you should have used asked.

“I’m such an idiot..”

“No, don’t say that.. would you like to talk about it..? I’m here to listen to you..”

“I’ve been in love with you for so long, seeing you and Satya opening.. flirt.. was hard on me.”

Nirans eyes fell to your wrists, taking in the sight of your pain. Guilt overtaking his every thought.

“I.. I am so sorry Y/N.”

“This isn’t on you Niran. I should have just asked if you liked her..”

“Well, if it helps, today I was asking her about how I tell you that I like you.. completely innocent I swear.”

You believed him. He was a sweetheart and wanted nothing but the best for you. You realise now that those little smiles he gave you were his true feelings. His love language to anyone was touch. It made sense as to why he and Satya were so close. Now you knew he didn’t have feelings for her, everything made sense.

“Ohh.. that’s kind of you.”

“So, I take it that means you like me too?”

You nod, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. Last memory you had you wanted death, craved it, and now you couldn’t be happier.

“I promise you I’ll never let you feel that way again Y/N.”

“I feel better already.”

A soft kiss gets planted on your lips, a reminder to keep living. To keep going strong. He’s a little unsure about it at first but soon leans into it, cupping your cheek softy in his hand. You smile into the kiss, it was something you’d been dreaming of for the longest time. Suddenly things didn’t seem so bad anymore.

“There are more of those where that came from, you just have to promise me you won’t do that again. Can you do that?”

“Yes, I’m sorry I put you through that.”

“Satya was so worried about you. We both were. Im just glad you pulled through. My heart would be broken if you left..”

You pull him close for another soft kiss, which he happily accepts. Niran was yours and you were his. Everything had fallen into place. Over the coming weeks you started going to therapy for your mental health, niran right by your side the whole time. He cared about you, adored you, loved you. You and Satya also became close, you noticed what Niran saw in her, a sweet young girl who just struggled socially sometimes. It made sense why she stuck with Niran and now you. You had gained a boyfriend and a best friend. Life couldn’t be better.

[overbrainrotch]

Lifeweaver x depressed!reader pt 2.

Hehe pt 2 bc I really liked the first one I made and wanted to add onto it. Hope you enjoy!!

A/N; Also, if any of you guys want to leave requests, please do!! I can’t ever write anything from the top of my head so a request goes a LONG WAY for me!! (And it’ll get more posts 4 you guys too!!)

You had slowly gotten better about taking care of yourself, but as everyone says, old habits do die hard.

Niran had been staying home more frequently to take care of you, which made you feel guilty, but he was more than happy to stay home with you.

“My love.. time to wake up.”

He nuzzled your cheek, waking you up. You had realized he had stayed home once again.

“Mm there they are..”

He hugged you tight, waking you up gently and lovingly. You didn’t want to wake up yet, groaning and trying to hide your face from the sun.

“Nooo, I made your favorite for breakfast..”

He smiled softly, knowing that was a weak spot for you. You begrudgingly got up, walking to your dining room as you ate the prepared meal for you.

It wasn’t long before you started digging in. If Niran could be anything other than he is, it would definitely be a cook.

He kept throwing half-glances your way, smiling softly when you enjoyed the meal he prepared for you.

“Is it to your liking, my love?”

You nodded, smiling wide. You didn’t know why but it seems Niran was a form of anti-depressant in itself.

Little did you know, he was getting you into a schedule that would help you in the long term. He had done his research about depression episodes and how to help them.

“Come.. I’ve made something for both of us..”

He smiled, taking your hand and leading you to the lounge. He had set up a huge pillow fort with a TV, games, snacks, and blankets. All for you two.

“Oh, Niran.. you shouldn’t have”

“Oh, but for you my love? I would do anything.”

He purred, hugging you from behind as he left soft kisses on the nape of your neck, leaving shivers down your back.

You both climbed into the pillow fort and decided to actually game for a small while, before you slowly drifted back into your daily nap-time.

Niran thought it was cute, how you needed a nap during the afternoon because your energy was so spent, but he would gladly be used as a pillow and protect you the entire time you’re asleep.

[ovwechoes]

Been going through a lot recently and my comfort characters are Lifeweaver and Symmetra, the sweetest duo!

Could I get some cute fluffy stuff from them please, if that’s okay 🪷💎 I love them both

SymmWeaver / Symmetra x Lifeweaver Drabble (SFW) thank you for the request anon c: I rly enjoyed writing this and I hope things improve for you too ^^ this isn't my best work (i've been in a mini writing slump sry) but if i feel the need to redo this in the future, I will - ANYWAYS enjoy anon! themes: close contact, university, friends/mutual pining, mentions/implications of touch avoidance, just rly fluffy and soft. word count: 1419

“I'm not even tired, are you?” Niran uttered, his smile shining through his words as he laid on his side, watching Satya's expressions carefully. Truthfully, he was drained, struggling to keep his mind clear as their shared TV played on with a bad comedy movie. But, something about the peaceful way Satya was laying on her back, watching the TV with her eyes lidden from the wine was breath-taking for him. He wouldn't dare miss out on a scene that was so beautiful to him, even if he had to keep that to himself. Niran would give anything to tell her that, remind her of how she's so effortlessly able to make his heart skip beats, and yet he couldn't bring himself to. To him, it wouldn't be worth risking their friendship over. So, his thoughts had to remain stifled, silent on his lips and loud in his mind as he waited for her response.

“Not even slightly” Satya replied, a giggle leaking through her voice as Niran watched her chest rise and fall with each motion. She knew he was tired, she always knew, and yet she couldn't help but enjoy these moments together. Niran was someone she never expected to let herself grow closer to, and she especially never expected to find herself doing new things she had once been uncomfortable even considering. But still, she found herself enjoying this long awaited night to the fullest extent - how could she not when the man laying next to her always pushed her further in life, always tested her limits and showed her that she could do more than she ever expected?

Satya's eyes might've been planted on the TV, letting the images play as her mind was becoming slugged from the wine they enjoyed before. But, in her mind, she was replaying the day's events and fondly recapping how well things went for the two of them. They hadn't been able to see each other much for a while - their exams overlapped, with their lectures being on opposite days, so there wasn't much time for the two of them to catch up, talk or enjoy one another's presence apart from the odd instances they'd be in their shared dorm together.

Tonight was their personal celebration of making it through exam season, with the two of them buying a bottle of wine each, some food and renting a movie they wouldn't have to focus entirely on, but could still enjoy together. So, it wasn't surprising to Niran that the night ended with the two of them slightly inebriated, with his bed holding their empty packets, bottles and gifts for them until the morning. Satya often scolded him for the mess of his bed, but tonight was different - her senses were dulled from the wine they shared and so, she was paying no heed to it right now, only focused on the way she felt she melted into her mattress with his warmth engulfing her under the sheets.

“Are you awake still?” Satya asked, her voice soft as she turned to look at Niran. He had let himself drift off, telling her that the night had finally come to a close. Her voice was sudden, making Niran's mind come crashing back to consciousness as he watched to see if she noticed. 

When he didn't respond, not knowing what to say or what exactly she had said, Satya took that as her cue that the night had ended now. Niran watched as she turned the TV off, switched the bedside lamp on to illuminate the room softly and gently, and tucked herself into bed facing him. Satya couldn't sleep in complete darkness, and never has been able to, so Niran wasn't going to scold her for it right now. He was too tired to, truthfully, and he was too focused on how she looked laying in front of him now.

Her hair was down and draped across the pillow in a messy way, but still somehow made her seem more sophisticated to her close friend. Niran couldn't help but let his eyes trail over the softness of her skin, the beauty spot that lay on her right cheek, and how her eyelashes complimented her so well right now. He thought she hadn't noticed how much he was observing her, analysing her details. But she had, and a part of her didn't want to stop him, for one reason or another. 

The closeness would've been suffocating for her, with anyone else. But with Niran, she felt as though she was addicted to it, in a way. Satya was used to laying beside him, never worrying about him overstepping boundaries or getting too close, even with the single bed not providing much space for the two. She appreciated that about him, and how he was careful with his space and refused to cause her discomfort with the brush of a hand, or a forceful hug when she didn't want it. A part of her wondered, though, what it would feel like. Would it be different with him? Would she be able to handle it with him? She didn't know, and that small thought in the back of her mind made her heart race with possibility.

She moved closer to Niran, testing her limits and wanting to see how he would react. The bed was against the wall, with Niran's back facing it as she faced him, so there wasn't anywhere else he could go right now. And yet, he wouldn't have moved even if he could. Deep down, Niran wanted to feel her closer too, and wouldn't complain about Satya initiating it for whatever reason. But, he couldn't stop himself from asking, checking with her about it.

“Satya?”

“I'm just cold, I thought being closer might help me.”

“I can turn our heating on if you'd like?”

“No need, I'm alright here now…” she replied, her tone soft but her words feeling rehearsed as they fell from her lips. Satya seemed to have had an excuse already lined up, not willing to let herself become vulnerable by admitting why she wanted to be closer to Niran. And yet, he was content with it. He wouldn't argue with it, and let himself believe that was the true reason as his heart swelled from the closeness they now faced with one another.

Satya's arm was lightly touching his now, their skin brushed somewhat with one another. In her mind, it was strange, new and unexpected. But, she enjoyed it. A lot. Her mind was growing used to the touch, but still craving more - it was a feeling she wasn't used to and couldn't help but feel worried by. If she indulged, she might make him uncomfortable. The way his cheeks were darkened under the dim light of the lamp, though, told her that he must be fond of it too.

Niran lay quietly, as though his body was too scared to move too fast against her closeness. He could feel her soft breaths against his cheek, and a pounding in his chest that filled his ears. He couldn't help but wonder if she knew how much her close proximity affected him - surely, she had to, when she was smiling still from ear to ear. Niran was always careful with his touch, not allowing himself to brush against her unless she initiated it first; it was something she had made clear early on in their friendship as something she didn't like. So, right now, he was stuck between confused and content emotions for the woman laying in front of him.

Satya watched as Niran's mind ticked away, something was repeating but she couldn't quite see what. His exhaustion was catching up with him, though, and she could tell he was going to be out like a bulb soon. But she couldn't help but feel as though she needed to be closer, that this small amount of touch wasn't enough.

Satya couldn't bring herself to, though, and she was left with the softness of his slightly hairy arms lingering against hers. It somehow relaxed her more, though, as she found herself drifting off with the silence of the room filling her with a peaceful feeling deep down. Satya would have truly done anything to be closer, to let herself be held by him, possibly. If only she had the courage to move closer, she thought, as she continued to watch the man who shared her feelings drift off to sleep.

[girlfox]

What people make you happy when you see them on the dash?

❛ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 , : a series of questions for the mun / the person behind the muse(s) .

OOOOH BOY. okay, is this my chance to love on some of my favorite oomfies? because i am so going to send love their way. keep in mind that everyone i follow brings me a measure of joy; if they didn't, we wouldn't be mutuals! but i'll gush about a couple people i know ooc, as well. just because i wanna spread some love.

@nihilara ( & their other blogs ) brings me legitimately so much joy, i get so excited whenever i see them on my dash. their drawings and rambles and fun interactions with others . . they're amazing. i can't speak enough good things about rhys.

@otlaw is one of my closest friends on here, too, and they're such a pillar of love and support and fun and, i just get like a puppy dog with my tail wagging when they're being active or when they follow me on their 100th new blog HAHAHA. love u leif.

@krosakis YOU DUH? dan you've been one of my favorite oomfies for an ice age at this point. i don't even know what my dash looks like without you on it . . . and i don't wanna know. having you around just feels right, like my dash is complete.

@diveyne because sabrina has been a very long time friend at this point, and has always been supportive and hyped me up like the beautiful goth princess they are. MWWWAH. their writing is also captivating and i just love it whenever it pops up on my feed.

@youthblooms and ALL of their blogs. whenever they pop up, i'm like a goldfish doing a lil happy jump out of my fish bowl bc i just know i'm about to be FED. everything they write is amazing, and i also just love their characters and them as a person in general. nams is the BEST.

@furiaei is a recent friend, but we connected pretty deeply right away and honestly i just adore their enthusiasm and drive for their character. they're also an incredibly kind person, and i'm so glad i met them.

@dvouer because while we're still getting to know each other ooc, they've been relentlessly kind and warm to me, and before we ever even spoke out of character, i've love love loved their original character venus; both them and kiwi are just absolute dolls.

@oriphical is a long time friend at this point too, i just adore bun & its infinite patience with my slow ass replies to dms. pleading emoji @ it right now. but its xiv oc and honestly every other character it writes is always beautifully done, filled with passion, and just so interesting and complex and well thought out. it's also just a very very very kind and fun individual.

@sivrit niran is THE BOMBBBBB. i love every single character he churns out, whether it's the immense love put into the lore and development of their originals, or the total passion put into writing a canon character. he's also just so kind and warm and fun to talk to, and seeing him on my dash makes me so happy.

@eatdivines EDITING THIS BECAUSE HOW DID I NOT ADD IN VAL? my brain is scrambled eggs. but seriously. i love valentine so fucking much it's not even funny; they're adorable, they're kind, they're compassionate, they're sweet and thoughtful. they also have wait more of a back bone than i ever will, and they're someone who will always have your back no matter what. for these reasons alone i love seeing val on my dash. but also? i am enthralled with their writing on ahri and in the past, kagome. their takes are so unique and interesting and god i'm living for it.

[ya-zz]

Hii! I love your work and I'm a recent follower, so I wanted to request something a little selfish for me! If it's okay, and if you're willing, could I have some headcannons with Ramattra, Genji and Lifeweaver with a deaf!reader? I'd love to hear your thoughts about how quick they would pick up on sign language, and maybe reader giving them a cute allias in sign language? Per example, instead of signing Genji ’s name letter by letter, I would simply sign "My Dragon". Again, this is an extremely specific request so if you choose to pass it on, it's completely okay! Much love to you 🌺

This was such a cute thing to write, selfish or not. I don't really see many fics or hc's out there about this sorta thing, so I am glad to write this! Hope this is what you were looking for! ♥

RAMATTRA

Ramattra never knew why you didn’t speak to him, only when someone mentioned that you couldn’t hear him did he realise the issue. 

It also explained why you never answered him. You didn’t even know he was talking.

He researched how to apologise so he could have some peace of mind. He wasn’t mad, but he did wish someone would’ve told him sooner.

He searched for any module possible to instantly talk to you. 

However, there was the issue of finding the right module. 

With the many variations of sign language, he had to find the one that matched yours. 

It took some time, but when he found the correct module, he was practically fluent in sign language, though he was still slow at talking. 

It warms his circuits the moment he first signed to you and you smiled with a sparkle in your eyes. 

His joints weren’t used to doing intricate hand signs, but over time, he got used to it. 

Day after day he would sit with you to learn how to sign efficiently. 

It was a learning curve to him, one he was grateful for as you were the one teaching him.

He was advancing in a way he had never imagined, especially with a human. 

One day while signing with him, having what seemed like a normal conversation, you had signed something he hadn’t seen before. 

It took his processors a moment to work it out and when he realised what you had signed, he chuckled, signing “thank you” towards you with a tilt of his head. 

“My omnic”.

GENJI

You had been responding to the ninja fairly well, but when you didn’t respond to his callout once, he wondered if you had ignored him. 

He approached you, a little cautious in case you were annoyed at him, but when he realised you were constantly looking at his lips, it clicked for him. 

Genji was close to you, figured you were just the quite kid, but being deaf was something he hadn’t thought about. 

He spent that night researching and practising sign language.

It was a slow process for the ninja; he was always too distracted, but he picked up words and phrases to impress you. 

Maybe a month went by before he finally managed to say a full sentence without any mistakes, but the fact that he was trying was enough for you. 

After awhile, Genji would try to learn more.

He would take online classes to make sure he was doing the correct hand movements; that he was making sense. 

Sometimes he would mess up, but that was okay.

The ninja spent his free time learning full sentences, eventually leading up to a full conversation with you.

It made you warm with happiness that he went through the effort to learn something new. 

Sign language was hard, and with Genji being constantly distracted, it only made it slower to learn and he was several months in to learning. 

Though, when you signed something to him that he had never learnt, he stumbled, thinking about it for the rest of the day before he researched what you had said. 

A genuine smile appears on his face when he learns what you called him. 

“My dragon.”

LIFEWEAVER

Niran had some knowledge of sign language prior to meeting you.

When he heard you were deaf, he was excited to speak to you, though his speech was limited. 

Seeing him interact with you was comforting, even if he did get embarrassed about his mistakes. 

He would spend most of his nights practising, relearning what he already knew and focussing on his weaker points.

Niran would always go to you for help, wanting to know if he’s signing right and what he needs to work on. 

It was like you were a tutor to him, one he felt comfortable around. 

When he wasn’t working on his biology and science, he would study some more.

There was always room for improvement. 

His mind was taken up by you, the want and need to impress you, no matter how many mistakes he made. It was all apart of the process.

Everything was going smoothly. His nightly studying was paying off and he was starting to fully understand conversation.

It only took a couple months for him to be fluent, the perks of being a fast learner but also sticking to a regime.

There was the odd occasion where he would mess up, but even you wouldn’t lie that you did it too.

He was fond of your presence, much like you were fond of his.

Niran was surprised when you signed a different name for him, one that made his cheeks flush the same pink colour.

“My lotus.”