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[verstarppen]

hear me out….. okay reader is famous and meeting fans,, a fan is wearing a top with like charles or max or whoever’s face on it and reader spots it and is like “…who is that😮‍💨” and the fans tell her and shes like “please show me their instagram” and then she follows whoever the guy you choose on ig,,, but one of the fans was recording the whole interaction qnd the video goes viral as well as a screenshot of readers ig following their account <3333 you can ignore i just thought this would be a good giggle type fic and your fics are my fav for giggling <33333

summary; your comic book signing takes a turn when a fan walks in wearing a t-shirt with a poorly photoshopped "charles lechair" or whoever that is

pairing; charles leclerc x fem! comic book artist! reader [ no faceclaim ]

a/n; this is for my charlie girlies i see your comments ladies and they make me smile im lurking and im stalking when you least expect it; all art used in this is by my lord and saviour dan mora if i could eat his artsyle i would

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ynlantern thank you everyone who stopped by for a print or a sticker @ comic_con ! and if you haven't, i'm here for the next 2 days

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orangleclerc HE'S IN THE LIKES Y'ALL

kirbyvettel can someone pls explain what's going on orangleclerc I'll DM you the video baconforza HEY I WANT TO KNOW TOO lionkingseb ffs please someone explain

egggrosjean I've never cared about anything superhero related but this whole situation made me look into your work, and I have to say it's amazing!!! Keep up the good work

roboclaren HE FOLLOWED HER BACK LMAO

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pierregasly He's great with kids and dogs

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monte_carlos_55 STOP EMBARASSING HIM

verstoppen "My crush is coming act cool" My friends:

charles_leclerc What did I say

pierregasly I'm doing free promotion charles_leclerc You're talking a lot of shit for someone within bitch slap distance pierregasly Delete this, you're ruining my marketing strategy

scuderiaferrari It's true! He's actually a driver, strategist and team principal!

ynlantern isn't half of that your job? scuderiaferrari @ charles_leclerc Nevermind, we don't like her. charles_leclerc 😐

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ynlantern i heard he solved world hunger or something

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vertiddieenjoyer WAR IS OVER

ceruleanwilliams historians in 2294 trying to figure out what charles leclerc actually did and what the internet said he did to get him a date: 😰

pierregasly No need to thank me

honeyvettel the real main character

arthur_leclerc You did it. You crazy son of a bitch you did it.

charles_leclerc No swearing under her posts, please arthur_leclerc Yes, mom.

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charles_leclerc Round 2 :)

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scuderiaferrari That was fast

carlossainz55 Unlike our pitstops scuderiaferrari You're getting distracted charles_leclerc Wish I could get distracted out of SF-23

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[kalims]

sugar

flushed — when you fluster them and how they act.

do you want a 'kiss' — not an actual kiss, the chocolate.

falling (asleep) — you fall asleep on their shoulder.

w/ malleus draconia

commissioned by paru !

flushed — when you fluster them and how they act.

typically if it was anyone else, they'd have a really hard time to gauge out a reaction from malleus when the most they'll get is probably a barely evident crease, or raise in his brows.

in this case tis our very lovely mc who malleus is very much already on the ground from how fast he fell. you could do just about anything, give him a rock or something, and he’ll thank you eternally and keep it in a room above the most eccentric gifts he's ever gotten.

(god forbid if sebek ever enters, and sees some random rock on a pedestal meanwhile his gifts for the master is just.. there on some table like malleus didn't even think twice to leave it there then worship that rock!)

^ well thankfully, out of respect. sebek believes that someone like him simply is not privileged enough to enter the room of his esteemed master.

anything remotely affectionate from you would definitely send malleus to cloud nine for the whole day, he's practically emitting comical hearts every second you're together. they're trailing after him as he's following you around.

so you have a variety of choices! a heartfelt compliment, a hug, maybe even a kiss. whatever you choose will only feed on the overflowing glass that's called; 'malleus' love for mc'. trust me if you think he's like 67% in love with you, you're WRONG.

it's actually 101% and it's still increasing I swear 😭 

well the glass I was talking about is probably overflowing right now, and it's also probably going to start drowning everyone.

as in… everyone's just stuck to witness malleus' insanely endearing reactions to your shenanigans. should they be scared that malleus would probably do it in a heartbeat if you asked to take over the world??

yeah they should tbh.

in this case, I believe a close hug then a whisper in his ears would really make that arrow hit straight to his heart. you can't just whisper 'doritos' though! /j but you shall instead proclaim your love for him instead with a single 'I love you'.

it's funny to see his face completely freeze. you can practically hear his brain absolutely blowing up. there's a wobbly grin stretching across his face, the tip of his ears turn a shade of pink.

he looks… shy, but oddly pleased.

hellour congratulations malleus will not stop till you're both bound for life 💀 trust me he won't take anyone else if it isn't you anymore. he loves you THAT much.

malleus is not aware of the feeling blooming in his chest, it's foreign. he could even describe it as addictive. he's clueless really, but what he's sure of is that he wonders if you'd feel that too if he did the same to you.

oh well.. you've exposed him to such a euphoric feeling. it's only natural for him to return the favor. 

so honestly just expect him to be the rizzlord for the rest of your existence, he's rizzing you up every chance he can get. and the fact that most of it is just him not trying at all, and just being himself.

which is also funny cause when he does try to 'charm' you it ends up in fail.

like who let him bring you the 'rewards of his hunt' as a courting offering.

and when he tries to recite a letter he wrote for you, it's very endearing, and flattering but he's been talking for quite a long time now and you're concerned.

do you want a 'kiss' — not an actual kiss, the chocolate.

*malleus holding a big ass bowl* yes pls

^ but that's if he knows it's chocolate, and still wants the legit kiss. in a way that's the amount he'd want if it was the real deal.

not that he does know! cause malleus isn't exactly educated in the chocolate culture. as horrifying as it sounds, i doubt he snacks on chocolate in his free time.

I guess he didn't have much time to be a child :(.

he's tasted it before though! but knowing specific brands doesn't really cross his mind. for malleus chocolate is just chocolate. 

so he definitely doesn't know that there's a brand of chocolate called kisses.

so when you ask him if he wants a kiss he's like: yes. IMMEDIATELY. 

ok maybe not immediately but he gives you this certain look, and when he registers your silence at his face he realizes that you're being serious. 

malleus rn: well I mean ur offering so 

WHEN DID HE EVEN FINISH EATING A MINT CANDY.

jokes aside it's almost sad to think how he'll react when it's in fact, not a kiss.

when you pull out some kind of thing wrapped around in some kind of foil and place it inside malleus' palm he's just confused. where are his kisses?? why are you giving him this thing??

malleus spots the 'kisses' label on it and blanks.

oh.. so that's what you meant.

okay he's happy to receive anything from you but that's foul play!

but he really likes you so he won't comment on it 😞 you didn't even elaborate so it's partially his fault for jumping into conclusions.

no one can explain, not even you when there's a visible aura radiating off malleus. something gloomy, and he won't tell you even if you point out that you've noticed him constantly glancing at your face.

well your lips but you also don't know that.

falling (asleep) — you fall asleep on their shoulder.

would refuse to move at all.

first of all, he's honored that you trust him this much to lower your guard, and fall asleep on him. malleus is aware, sorta. he doesn't stop talking but instead slows down his words.

he doesn't want to wake you up, does he?

so he just settles on rambling in hopes that even in your dreams, his voice would reach you. you'd dream of him day, and night.

but when he's done malleus makes very little movement, hyper aware that you've fallen asleep on him. so when he finally assumes a position most comfortable for you, (plus one where he wouldn't crane his neck too much to peer at you) and he just stares.

he's done this plenty of times when you were awake so he doesn't know why he's doing it now. maybe it's because he sees you awake every time, and when you were, he could see the slightest bit of exhaustion present in your eyes.

this way he can be at peace knowing you are.

he recalls your certain features, he'd love to just gaze into your eyes right now and see himself in it but the fact that he can feel all your weight on him is better than anything he's ever felt before. 

cold, rainy days in nrc are just a blessing from grace.

but you now just discover that rain here is a lot stronger than your local pour back at home. to make everything worse, you had no idea it was gonna rain this hard, and if you did you wouldn't have taken the time to visit the city on a sunday.

now you're stuck waiting under a cover outside a shop. your patience honestly starting to run thin. from your legs sincerely, you're immensely thankful for the random bench under it cause you're sure they would have been quaking from the amount of time you spent waiting.

but you do like the weather, cold weather is rare to see when the sunny days reign over many.

you should have brought a jacket or something.

"child of man?"

you blink when malleus tilts his head at you, a thin smile playing upon his lips. his shoulders seem to ease up at the sight of you. your eyes fly above him, weirdly enough it's like there's some invisible force protecting malleus from the weather so he's completely dry.

albeit weakly, you still make an effort to give him a half hearted wave. 

of which he notes.

malleus makes his way over to you, and your beloved bench you had started acquainting yourself with. "may I?" he gestures beside you, and you take that as an initiative to move over.

he takes a seat next to you right after.

"how are you faring?" his eyes crinkle, he stares deeply into you. 

you chuckle. "well I'm stuck here for a while I guess. I already miss my bed,"

the man beside you raises his brow before lightly raising his shoulder, leaning towards you a little for emphasis but you're sure that's just another excuse to take up more of your space.

you get what he's implying in a second. "oh no, no," you shake your head. that would be… embarrassing. 

but your yawn betrays you, and malleus easily coaxes you into using his shoulder. with or without your will, you can't even remember what happened until you blearily open your eyes, and realize the rain has passed by.

when you wake up you feel like you've had the best sleep in your life. but you're sure you would have frozen to death by now.

your hands feel the fabric between your fingers, previously taken over your shoulders. ah.

… as well as a pair of eyes staining into your existence.

wc. 1.5k

[steviebbboi]

The following came out of nowhere but the grooves in my brain felt stimulated by seeing this gif of Jake bby 😭 💖 thanks for the ask bb <3

Just A Small Town Girl (bf!Jake x Reader)

Word count: 575

Summary: Coming home to Jake is always something that you look forward to.

Disclaimer: ***I don't give any permission for this to be reposted anywhere! Pls do not steal work, plagiarism isn't cute***

Reblogs help writers reach more readers who may also enjoy our work. As you like, kindly reblog~ <3

Warnings: 18+ for implied smut, naked Jake w/subtle notions to sexualized thoughts. Quotes from the Losers were used, (i do not own the DC franchise -- wished i did own jake tho).

A big sigh left your body as you sluggishly tugged your boots off. Haphazardly hanging your coat onto the coat rack, you tossed your keys into the bowl next to you.

“Baby?” You called out distractedly. Finishing a 14 hour shift at the hospital, your tummy loudly grumbled for sustenance. As you scrambled through the fridge to make yourself a sandwich, you noticed that you didn’t get to hear if Jake was actually home. 

Tossing the bread onto the counter, you arched your head to look at the hallway leading to the other parts of your apartment and called out again, “Jakie? You home?”

Tuning in, you could softly hear the shower running and what sounded like singing, or atleast, that's what you thought you were hearing.

You grinned as you braced yourself for what you expected to be a really funny image. Tiptoeing down the hall, you made sure to avoid the creaky pressure point on the wooden floor to silently open the bathroom door. Heated steam instantly enveloped your vision as Jake’s high pitched tones became clear. 

“Just a small town girl, living in a looonely world, she took the midnight train going aaanywhere. Da-DOOM!” 

Barely holding in your laugh at your boyfriend’s dulcet falsetto voice, you tried your best to muffle your laughter as you crept up towards the shower curtain to reach out and suddenly grab it. 

“Streeet light, peop—AHHHH!” Mid-singing, Jake screamed in shock as the curtain ripped open, the steamy and warm bubble from the running water was suddenly wrapped in cold, frigid air as he took in your laughing figure.

“Babe!? I told you to stop doing that!” Jake whined out as soap suddenly got in his eye. He exclaimed and put his face under the running stream only to hear you giggling again. 

“Yeah, but if I stop doing it then I’d never get to see this.” You gestured humorously towards his naked and cut body. Your grin turned salacious as you took in his bare form, eyes drifting up and down his muscular figure. The damp sheen over his body only enhanced all the features that made him so lovely to look at, your eyes straying from his strong thighs to his cock– that was already at half-mast, partly from the cold air but also with you just checking him out.

Jake grinned comically and asked, “Yeah, baby? You’re likin’ the angle of the dangle?” Placing his soapy hands on his hips, he turned to face you for your viewing pleasure. 

Muffling another giggle at how cute he was, you mockingly turned your expression into something more serious as you responded, “Soooo much, Jakie. I think I better help you out, you know, since I rudely interrupted your concert between you and that sponge in your hand.” 

Jake forgot that he was holding it as he suddenly felt the foam material touch the sides of his upper thighs. 

Laughing again at the look of embarrassment on his face, you cooed at him, “Aw baby, I’m just messin’ with you. You know that I always love coming home to you like this.”

Reassurance swept through his handsome face as he sheepishly grinned at you, “I missed you too. Do you, uh, really wanna come in and, ahem, help?” 

Responding with your own mischievous grin, your fatigue from earlier drifted away from your body as your clothes hit the shower floor. 

Suddenly, you were hungry for something else. 

A/N: i luv him so much. this is a short lil drabble but hey! this broke my Jake Jensen masterlist cherry <3

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[angstyhikka]

Hi hi!!

I know I already asked about the comic stuff before. I am afraid to slide into the dms to ask about all the questions that come up before sooo. ;^; (I feel like I be spammy with “HEY GUESS WHAT I DID”))

I am struggling with spacing out my panels in a comic I am making. I am following all the rules of thumb nailing and doing rough ideas with it. Yet I am not sure those really work or not.

Do you perhaps have some creators you use to reference the style??

How complicated the process goes and how manny versions of a single panel do you end up with?

I have too manny questions pls help XD

This whole stuff is mostly for the comic shit post me and friend are making for the bad Sanses and our OCs.

It’s at @chaosfamilyau if you wish to check out our abomination and give feedback on art I be most grateful!

Thank you!!!

This is cool, glad you feel so excited about your project!^^✨

As inspo i had a looot of different comics but mostly american stuff around undertale fandom (my favorite is Insomnia by fluffandpain) and Batman: White Knight witch gave me a lot of reference on drawing men :)))) and also composition and panneling though I don't use that much panels per page as there. Also in White Knight spinnof eith Harley was amazing painting/pising/emoting style that i adore.

Sometimes i go straight agead and sometimes i can change whole page three/four times when i feel like it (usually when i had big time skip from making first draft. I don't think its very good think to redraw your panels too much, it slows down the process veeery much and can be damaging for your momentum but yeah, i fall for this trope sometimes, trying to make things as dynamic/cool/interesting as i possibly can :,)

I will check it out surely when I'll have a bit more time!^^

[edous-cybertronian-corner]

RAMBLE/INFODUMP INCOMING

I just realized the MegOP ship is kinda XZero ship coded to us, except it's way more angsty and tragic.

If you're a Megaman fan as well as a Transformers fan, you will know EXACTLY where we're going with this. Fandom bleeding here, but I love my tragic ships being mentioned here and let us tell you WHY.

XZero is two bots, one from Dr Light and one from Dr Wily, and being best friends. Despite the fact that they had a history of wars a century prior, they didn't initially know and they possibly don't care. Their bond goes as far as staying together, no matter what separates them, especially having fallouts in X2 and X5, they always stay together. No matter what. And even in the Zero series following after, they still have the bond they shared, despite the fact Zero lost his memories A SECOND TIME, X still believed in him and Zero realizes how much they meant when fighting for peace.

NOW MEGOP ON THE OTHER HAND!! I'LL FINALLY GET TO THAT-

In my years of seeing the ship in the fandom, esp seeing TFs ONE (we won't spoil it, pls go watch it), their bond is kinda similar. Except they didn't have a history of wars behind them and they can look past that. No. They just met, bonded and started their own history. Sure, they can look past that if they tried for the history of their battles they fight against each other for, but more often than not, they will always be enemies.

No matter where Megs and Prime are, they meet, form a connection as friends (and possibly boyfriends if you're willing to go the ship route, which, with some of us, let's be real here WE WILL LMAO), and then something spirals into their differences of what peace is for their home planet of Cybertron.

I still won't spoil it, but TF ONE MMMMMMMMM they got some SHIT going on, and we feel it's indeed a love letter to being friends to lovers to enemies, and the spiral happens of them still being lovers... but still being enemies in the end. No matter what route they go down, no matter what yearning they have for each other to be together again, THEY ALWAYS END UP BACK TO SQUARE ONE BEING ENEMIES AGAIN AND THE CYCLE REPEATS!!

We're sure there's still a couple timelines where they can actually BE together again, especially in the comics where Megatron's redemption arc is a thing (WHICH MAKES US HAPPY THANKS LMAO), but most times, again they would go back to being enemies. Prime always wanting to reach a better conclusion and does more the yearning than Megs does, but still, that cycle will always repeat in most timelines. At least, that's how we see it.

IT'S ALWAYS THE TRAGIC ROBOTS!! ALWAYS!! WTF LMAO WE'RE IN AN ENDLESS LOOP OF TRAGEDY LOL

anyway, ramble over, thank you for reading our rambles haha!!

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[midnightfire830]

What is Mono and Six's backstory

So Mono grew up on the Inkwell Isles with his brother Mugs (who, if you guys didn’t realize, takes the role of the Toddler from the Little Nightmares comics). I’m not sure on how the LN world came to be the way it is, but I always assumed that it used to be a normal world like ours till SOMETHING all of a sudden happened that changed it. So I’m going off of that.

At some point this thing happened and Inkwell was soon overrun by horrible monsters that killed everyone on the isles. Mono, or Cuphead, and Mugman had to flee and go to the mainland in hopes of reaching a safe haven they heard about from Elder Kettle. However as they were traveling through a dark wood there was an accident and Mono ended up falling off some kind of a cliff. When he woke up, he didn’t remember anything, so he got up and wandered around aimlessly around the woods till he stumbled upon Six.

What happened to Mugs… well… you’ll have to read the Little Nightmares Comic to find out what happened to him.

Now Six is a little heartbreaking and I guess triggering plus I rearranged some events in LN canon. Bendy and Boris grew up in an orphanage together as brothers. Pretty similar to OG IM. Until this “major event” or whatever happened. The kids in the orphanage were taken to the Maw and raised in the nursery area we see in LN1 for food. Boris and Bendy tried their best to escape but got separated pretty quickly. Boris, of course, being the runaway child in the Little Nightmares DLC.

Boris went along the DLC storyline pretty normally. Trying to find his brother and find a way to escape until he was caught by the geisha lady. Bendy saw Boris get caught but never saw him transformed into a gnome. He just ran away out of the Maw terrified but still believed that Boris survived. And THEN the events of Little Nightmares 2 happens. (Yes I know Little Nightmares 2 is a pre-qual, but I’ve rearranged some things, bear with me pls.) So Boris lives as a gnome surviving on the Maw waiting for his brother to return as the events of Little Nightmares 2 happened and Six finds his way back this time WITH Mono. (Boris also kept his bandana and wore it afterwards even as a gnome its kind of important to the story ig).

They both get aboard the Maw and get separated early on. Then we follow along the events of Little Nightmares 1. Six started starving and Boris tried to give him the sausage, realizing that it was his brother and he need help. And yes, Six does eat the Gnome. He saw the gnome with Boris’ bandana but assumed that the gnome took it. It wasn’t until later when Mono and Six rejoin and leave the Maw does Mono explain that he saw the Geisha lady turn one of the children into gnomes does Six realize that the gnome he ate might have been Boris.

From then on Six and Mono try their best to survive in the Little Nightmares world. They set up a little camp in the Pale City and scavenge for food and supplies and just in general try their best.

I don’t have a whole lot planned out after that. Mostly because I’m waiting for Little Nightmares 3 to see what happens ig.

Anyway! I hope this answers your ask!

Thanks for the ask!!!

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(maisie!) welcome to london, BILLY MAXIMOFF/KAPLAN! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like NATT WOLFF?well, no matter, we hear that you are 24 and working as a COMIC BOOK STORE CLERK. we also hear that you currently HAVE SOME OF your memories fromMARVEL COMICS and have a tendency to be CHARISMATIC as well as CYNICAL.

(maisie!) welcome to london, ROSEMARY WINTERS! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like ADELINE RUDOLPH?well, no matter, we hear that you are 26 and working as a SELF-DEFENCE PROFESSOR. we also hear that you currently DON'T HAVE your memories fromRESIDENT EVIL and have a tendency to be QUICK-THINKER as well as STUBBORN.

(maisie!) welcome to london, MARCUS BANKS! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like SAMUEL L JACKSON?well, no matter, we hear that you are 59 and working as a POLICE OFFICER. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories fromSPIRAL/SAW and have a tendency to be ADAPTABLE as well as ALOOF.

(maisie!) welcome to london, HENRY KESSLER! did anyone ever tell you that you look just like TREVANTE RHODES?well, no matter, we hear that you are 43 and working as a CON-ARTIST. we also hear that you currently HAVE your memories fromSAW X and have a tendency to be CHARISMATIC as well as COWARDLY. ( i missed my boy !!!! can i pls drop mobius?? muse has poofed thanks )

— WELCOME TO LONDON, billy maximoff, rosemary winters, marcus banks & henry kessler! you look very familiar, do we know you from somewhere? anyways, take your time settling in because whether you want to or not, it looks like you’re going to be living here for awhile! // welcome maisie, please be sure to follow our checklist here! ** mobius ( marvel ) is reopened!

[kitausuret]

10 for ScarletVision or 14 for HarryFlash pls :)

You love to indulge me, Brieuc. 💖

So, this actually turned out a lot longer than I originally anticipated, because I got carried away, but actually it's your fault because you know I've had HarryFlash brainrot for the past few months. However, this is also the first fic I've managed to bang out in almost three months, so I thank you for the prompt from this post that i reblogged way back in... January.

Title: Learn to Let it Show Words: 2078 Rating: General Audiences Relationships: Harry Osborn/Flash Thompson Fandom: Spider-Man (comicsverse), Venom (comics), Marvel 616 Flash doesn't want to take his sweater off.

Read on Archive of Our Own, or below the cut!

14. “You heard me. Take. It. Off.”

As far as first dates had gone (well, the first date they were calling a date), all had gone well. Flash had seemed his normal, charismatic self, if not a little awkward, but it was kind of endearing, and if Harry was being honest, made him less nervous. They were just trying this, after all. Just seeing where things went. Catching up, after too long apart, and seeing if there was any room for more in the midst of their busy lives. 

Flash did seem a little different now, though. Not in a bad way. Something had changed in him after his months overseas (which he was oddly dismissive of, but Harry wasn’t going to bug him about his work with the VA any more than Flash would bother him about Parker Industries), almost like he was more at ease with himself. Like he’d been carrying this big weight, but now it was lifted off his shoulders and he could finally breathe again. Harry knew a little something about that. 

He almost wanted to ask, but that could happen another time. After all, they were already planning to catch—

“—the Yankees game next Saturday, right?” 

"I've already texted Donna to make sure the day's open." Harry followed Flash into the apartment and put his jacket on a coat tree. “The kids like that you’re coming around more often, too. I think Normie enjoys your company. It’s…” He paused, trying to think of the right words. “Nice, having you around again. You were gone for a long time.” 

Flash scratched the back of his neck and lowered his eyes to the floor. “Yeah, I was. Sometimes you take opportunities life throws at you and then realize where you really belong is back home.” When he looked back up at Harry, though, he smiled. “I’m glad we’re giving this a shot, though, Har. I mean it.” Flash wheeled himself into the kitchen and called over his shoulder, "Do you have a minute before you have to go? I could make you… uh… coffee?"

"Flash, it's after eight."

"And?"

Harry laughed and shook his head. "You always were a night owl. I'll take some water, though; thanks. Besides, I already managed to tip a drink over on you at the restaurant; I'd hate to ruin your sweater any further." He took a seat at the breakfast bar and pulled out his phone. There had to be a decent cleaner nearby. "Speaking of which… give me your sweater. I can get it dry cleaned and just have their delivery service bring it back to you."

Flash fumbled a glass but managed to catch it in the nick of time. "Uh, what? Harry, it's—" He turned around and pulled the fabric of his sweater away from his torso a little. "It's fine, see? You can't even see anything. I'll just throw it in the wash with the rest of my laundry—"

"With your t-shirts? Flash, come on, it's a nice sweater. I feel bad, just let me do this."

"Harry, no. You even picked up the tab. It's okay, I promise."

"It's not a big deal, just give me the sweater."

Flash fiddled with one of the push handles on his chair. "I— I can't Harry, I've got this… Look, I don't want to take my sweater off right now."

"Oh?" He crossed his arms. "Yeah, and when we were roommates, you would wander around shirtless all the time. Sweater, off."

"We're not in our twenties anymore! We've, you know, changed and grown and… and…"

"Flash, why are you being so weird about this?" Harry's gut twisted a little. "Unless you, I don't know, just don't want to take it off in front of me."

"What?" Flash's eyes widened. "No, no, Harry, it's not that.” He busied himself with retrieving a pitcher from the fridge. “I’m just pretty attached to this sweater. I took it with me when I was out of town. I try to take good care of it.”

“All the more reason for me to get it cleaned properly for you.”

“It doesn’t need to be cleaned. It’s a special fabric.”

“Flash.”

“Harry.”

Flash grinned up at him and held out the water. Charming as hell. Disarming. It was crazy how much trouble he’d had getting dates when they were younger. 

Harry would have gone out with him in a heartbeat. And now, over ten years after they first met, he was.

So what was the problem?

Harry took the glass but let his long fingers linger over Flash’s for a moment. “This really isn’t like you, Flash. You’re going to make a man think he’s doing something wrong.”

“Come on, you know it’s not that. My life has just gotten a little complicated lately, that’s all.” 

“Are we still talking about the sweater?”

“Sort of?”

“Just take it off!”

“It’s not that easy—”

In a desperate bid to assert himself, he pushed his chin up and said, firmly but not unkindly, “You heard me, Flash. Take. It. Off.”

Flash stared at him for a long second with wide eyes. Harry’s façade cracked a little. 

“U-unless you don’t…”

“Did…” Flash stifled laughter behind his hand. “Did you just use your stern dad voice on me?” 

“Did it work?”

He rubbed his face. “I’m sorry, Har. I can’t take this off.”

“What’s so complicated about a sweater?! Do you have a rash? An embarrassing tattoo? Flash, whatever it is, I promise you, I can handle it. You and I have not been through—” He gestured vaguely in the air. “—everything we’ve been through for you to sit there and tell me that whatever is going on is too weird for me to handle. My father’s a supervillain. Spider-Man shows up at my work every day.” Harry sighed and leaned down to put his hands on Flash’s shoulders. He smiled as encouragingly as he could. “Just tell me. Okay? I’m not… a tough guy, like you, but you don’t need to protect me.”

Flash frowned. “No, you’re right. And I trust you. I just…” He reached up and touched Harry’s face, a bit tentative. “I don’t wanna keep secrets from you. But this is a lot.”

His stomach turned again. “A sweater is a lot?”

“You better sit down for this.”

“Wha… why?”

“Harry, it’s easier if I just show you.”

He swore the fabric of Flash’s sweater moved under his hands as he pulled away.

Okay. 

That happened.

Harry took a moment to close his eyes and take a few breaths. Whatever this was, it was fine, right? Flash was probably just involved in some… weird… military thing. Probably working with Stark Industries or something. Or test-driving a new type of secret fabric. Or maybe he really did have an embarrassing tattoo. But this was fine. 

He opened his eyes. 

You’re not going to panic. You know Flash. 

He went to the living room.

Flash was there for you when you first got out of inpatient care. He helped you muddle through those first few months. He was there when you first got together with Liz. 

He sat down on the couch.

He knows what it’s like to struggle. What it’s like to have your life turned upside down. Next to Pete and Liz, there isn’t hardly anyone you trust more than Flash Thompson.

Harry folded his hands in his lap and waited for Flash to join him. Flash was still in the kitchen, staring into space with his hands on his wheels. Finally, he pushed himself in and stopped right in front of Harry.

“A little while after you left for Seattle, I got pulled into something by the Army. I… I should’ve said no, I should’ve left that part of my life behind, but when you feel like it’s the only thing that’s ever been consistent in your life, it’s hard to do that.

“But even when the project was disbanded after a couple months, what I got out of it still changed my life.” His lips quirked into a smile. “I’m still me, Harry, but I’m also…”

Flash lifted his arm. His sweater literally quivered. Harry forced calm. He’d witnessed weirder things, right? He’d done weirder. (Maybe.) 

“It’s okay, pal. We can trust him.”

And then, Flash’s sweater dissolved into a mess of tendrils. Harry backed up into the couch cushions and clapped a hand over his mouth, but Flash leaned forward to take the other in both of his. Still, even as Flash’s warm and calloused hands sought to ground him, Harry couldn’t peel his gaze away from the large figure forming in the middle of the living room. 

It solidified into solid, deep black shapes, cut with white that formed a kind of spider on its chest. It had teeth and claws sharp enough to rend flesh, and bright white spots that looked like eyes. He already knew.

“Harry, this is my partner, V—”

“Venom,” Harry finished. “You’re— what? You’re Venom?” He wasn’t sure how to address this situation. “But— your sweater—?” Was now standing well over six feet tall and almost as broad and gazing placidly down at him. 

“We’ll explain everything to you, Harry. But, yeah, earlier this evening, you spilled your drink on… on the symbiote. On Venom.” 

A long pause filled the air. Then, “I’m so sorry I was going to dry-clean you.”

The being regarded him blankly at first — it didn’t have much in the way of emotive features. Flash had moved a hand to his (symbiote’s? alien’s?) partner’s massive arm while still keeping a hold on Harry. Tendrils linked the pair for a moment before Flash visibly relaxed. Then, the symbiote emitted a low, rumbling sound. Its eyespots curved slightly.

Was it… laughing?

Was he getting laughed at by Venom?

“You could not have known, Harold Lyman.” It knelt before him, its voice deep and gravelly, and Harry had to force himself to keep breathing. “We have met once before already.”

Harry stared. Okay, it could speak on its own. That hadn't been in his dad's briefing years ago. "You weren't with Flash."

"I was not," it affirmed, tilting its head in a way that reminded Harry of a very large cat. 

“But he is now,” Flash said. With no more than a look and a touch of Flash’s fingertips, the symbiote pulled away from Harry, dissolving into dozens of liquid arcs. This time, it looped around its host before disappearing beneath his skin. Harry didn’t miss the way Flash’s eyes closed, a languid, pleasant smile on his lips as it settled within. 

Terrifying, but mesmerizing. 

Flash lifted his shoulders like he hadn’t just revealed that his body was home to a space alien. “Are you, um, okay?”

“It’s…” A good question. “A lot.”

“Yeah, there’s not really a good way to tell someone that you’re a… package deal.”

They sat there in silence, Flash staring at his lap and Harry up at the ceiling. So, one of his oldest friends was Venom. That complicated things. But… his ex-brother-in-law was Molten Man. His father had been the Green Goblin. Hell, Harry himself had been the Goblin, more than once. And Flash seemed okay, didn’t he? Just the same old guy, a little worn down by the years, but weren’t they all? Hadn’t they all changed? Weren’t they all just trying to figure out this crazy thing called life?

What did they all have to try and get through it, but each other?

Flash cleared his throat before Harry could try to think of something more to say. “Well, I don’t wanna keep you away from the kiddos too much longer, so you better…”

“I can stay a little longer.” Harry leaned forward to take Flash’s hand. “Just let me text the sitter—”

Flash reached his other arm out towards the kitchen. A black webline shot out and snagged Harry’s phone, and snapped it back into Flash’s hand. He shrugged. “Kinda handy.” 

“You don’t say.” 

A quick text about needing another hour later, Harry patted the seat next to him on the couch. Once Flash had transferred himself to Harry’s side, Harry turned and propped his chin up in his hand. 

“So, aside from making sweaters and getting the remote… what else is Venom all about?”

Flash grinned the widest he had all evening. 

This certainly had shaped up to be the most interesting date Harry had had in a long time. 

He found himself looking forward to the next one.

[fiercehildr]

Hi! I have 3 things if that’s okay!

Firstly, is it bothersome to ask why you stopped any ACOTAR blogging? Was it just to much toxicity? All good either way, still love you <3 I was just wondering. Pls ignore this if you want.

Secondly, what about ghost do you love? I love the art and such you’ve been posting even though I’ve never consumed any of that media lol

Thirdly, not a question but thanks for all the commissions you’ve posted! I love to see them (and I’m trying to read glow! It’s of course quite in demand at the library) k that’s all. Sorry to bother you!

Hi Nonnie! ♥️ Thanks for the ask! Sorry the answer might be long and trigger warnings: Traumatic events (second question)/A quick reference to s**cide (first question)

1- It’s fine, I can answer that no worries 🤗 What happened is that I realized the ACOTAR toxicity made my depression worse and constantly had me in a haze of anger as I could not really ignore everything going in that fandom, not with how deeply I was involved in it.

I was heavily bullied numerous times for liking a different fictional ship and I guess the last straw for me was when I was falsely accused of racism because of a commission of mine- never mind that the one thing they (-the usual suspects and bullies) complained about was the decision of the PoC artist I worked with and who they silenced or that their complaints actually highlighted how they automatically viewed a WoC serving tea as her being a slave.

I think we pretty much all knew that it was never our (the artist and mine) intent or that this drama was started with something else in mind. I even had numerous PoC in my asks and IG inbox telling me it was all good and that they couldn’t understand the issue at all. BUT… I was at a very low moment of my life, my mental health was extremely bad and I did a massive panic attack which was quickly followed by some pretty bad s**cidal thoughts where I almost did something really bad.

That’s when I decided to stop everything and after a 4 months long break from the internet and social medias, I came back but with not much love for ACOTAR anymore. I do not find joy in anything related to this fandom. My maximum is liking pretty arts from artists I like or friends and sometimes making games with the characters in my Insta stories. But I don’t even care about the characters anymore and I even feel a certain dislike for the author, for allowing us all to suffer this shitwar for the sake of her mental health. I know that, PERHAPS, the issue is more complicated than that from her side but I consider that my anger is justified anyway.

Will I come back at some point and rewrite posts and theories about the characters etc? Hopefully, but I’m fine in my little bubble right now. I’ll let the dogs eat their bones.

I hope I answer that first question for you and I’m sorry, I know it’s quite a long answer. 😅 I do love to hear you enjoyed my commissions! Always glad when I know they brought happiness to someone. ♥️

2- As for Ghost, funnily enough, he is not my favorite CoD character. I’d say he’s actually third on that list behind Soap and Price but he’s so aesthetically pleasing and makes for such beautiful art pieces! ♥️ I do appreciate his character though, mostly because I’m appreciative of his inner strenght. Now as you’re not familiar with the lore, to make it short, Ghost had a pretty horrible childhood, tortured by his father who was a notorious trash (like forced to kiss living snakes when he was terrified of them kind of stuff). Sadly, when he was in the army, he was also captured and tortured for month before finding his freedom again. Only to lose his mother, brother, sister-in-law and nephew to an atrocious murder. His past is basically the worst thing you could be imagining and if you’re interested in it, there is actually a comic about it you can find online. Do beware though, it’s pretty graphic.

So what I like is that even with that, he still remains level headed, tactical, and, to some extend, even kind. Seeing him develop a relationship with Soap and open up, even making jokes when he’s seen as this gigantic grumpy man, was actually a nice insight in who he really is! 🤗

Also watching plenty of tiktoks of him and Soap, even before I played the game (and I had never touched a CoD before!) helped me so much during my hard post acotar time.

There you go, I hope my answers was good enough and I do hope you get glow! If you do and read it, don’t hesitate to share your thoughts with me! 🤗

[surelysilly]

@charlietheepic7 I want to eat this post

did scarecrow experiment on Danny? did he rent danny from the GIW? is this weird ass stockholm/lima syndrome? IDK the idea of Danny just… exhaling fear gas, constantly, endlessly, just gets to me.

pls do it will give you nearly the exact indigestion you're asking for :)

but HONESTLY that is such a look... if Danny just started somehow synthesizing fear toxin to exhale. not quite what i'm going for here (the opposite teehee!) but if u dont mind me blabbing...

as an AU of this, Fear Toxin doesn't work on Danny like it's supposed to on people. It's like laughing gas at the dentist, or if given enough and strong enough dose... close to abuse of methadone treatment or other hard drugs.

it gets him quite high as a kiiiteee.

because in this instance, some things didn't happen in the OG AU, so Danny fell harder into various drug abuses. The cursed energy of Gotham is a bad substitute for ectoplasm -- it works sorta kinda, but not even close as well, and the guy doesn't know he needs it like a rechargeable battery and his core is trying it's best to, well.

keep him alive.

so the more he gets hurt, the more he gets ill, the more he doesn't take care of himself, the more he seeks out something to... alleviate that pain because alcohol (og substance abuse) just aint cutting it anymore.

and one day Danny is like "what does fear toxin even do" and fucks around and finds out.

Crane eventually is like "who is this random weirdo who keeps following my fear attacks like a fanboy?" and lo and behold --- someone just like him it doesn't really work on.

crane: i'll give u a steady supply of this if I can test variants on you danny: sounds legit

this is almost where it's similar to methadone treatment -- Danny drops any other substances for fear toxin. for the most part anyway.

but now Crane has someone who's kinda smart?? weirdly caring??? who while being tested on is like "yo why do u do this anyway? curious minds wanna know" and it's all downhill (uphill?) from there lol

they become bestieeesss. Crane is very possessive of him, but, uh, u know... this stuff requires money, and at some point someone learns Danny has some powers that can get info out of people (overshadowing) and hires him out.

Danny is very expensive, dw, so it only happens like once or twice.

and somehow... when he breathes fear toxin in, it comes out de-synthesized? like when we breath out air, it's basically carbon dioxide, etc etc as our lungs capture the oxygen

so. yeah. but Crane eventually was like "... can i tell you about the things i fear" and Danny just nods his head

i know there's a comic or tv ep where Crane admits to being scared of going back to Arkham specifically because of how the guards (one specifically, but c'mon) treat the inmates there, and Danny's core is like "ohoho no, ur mine :) u will never go back :) at least not for long :)"

but at the same time, instead of finding a catatonic Jason in this AU, he meets tiny Tim during Death in the Family getting mugged on the way back from Bludhaven

... thanks for coming to my tedtalk <3

something i didn't need to be writing when i need to get thru maybe like 100k more words before i can even post it

The pads of the man's fingers are soft beneath Tim's chin, and he's gentle in tipping his face upward. The kindness ends there, however. “Sucks to be you, huh,” rasps from within the deep shadow of the sack-like hood. Deep. Hoarse. Vaguely… familiar with an outside accent. “How old are you anyway?” “Old enough,” Tim replies evenly. That gets a hum, and then a deep inhale. A bright line of noxious green appears, highlighting the rubbery cord of a nasal cannula and freckled cheeks, the gleam of blue eyes. Tim stiffens. Is that— Cruelly, an exhale follows. Tim’s breath stutters as a cloud of mint flows from the man's mouth and breaks across his face. Fear toxin. Shit. He kicks a little, jerking his chin free, and forcibly exhales his half a breath, but. But all it takes is just even a little. His heartbeat thunders in his ears, but even under that he can hear the man's light laugh. “Sorry, sorry, that was mean, wasn't it?” he says, and tentatively places a hand in Tim's hair, threading his fingers through the locks. The cold touch makes Tim grit his teeth, nearly take another breath. “They paid good money to borrow me, not the gas, so don't worry about it, okay? Just think about quitting after this, go to college or something. Move very, very far away.” What a joke.

[anundyingfidelity]

new year purposes 2024 - fandom edition 🥳

i mean no one cares but here i go, maybe i won't do shit maybe i will so is worth the try and make a list

watch the bear (bc will poulter and jeremy why not)

re-watch the hobbit and lotr (thranduil and bard my babies)

re-read the hobbit and lotr too lol and get more into the tolkienverse i guess

re-watch pushing daisies (pls don't sleep on lee pace PLS)

re-watch bloodline (mendelsohn i still love you daddy)

watch all the movies lee pace has done bc i miss him im sorry

EVERYONE YOU NEED TO WATCH FOUNDATION

read the foundation trilogy im a new bitch in heat

read duneeeee (the sequel is coming)

watch the night manager (yep i haven't)

watch the crown lmaoooo just finished season 1

i will finish jjba season 5 and 6 i swear

will finish our flag means death PROMISE

watch more movies from studio ghibli :((

watch anime, i totally forget about it but i would like to

i will continue one piece i swear is just too long 😭

watch across the spiderverse to finally witness the birth of 'canon event' !!!!!!! iconic

continue good omens bc i forgot about the new season bitch how

might try to get into star trek again

i want to try and get into star wars but is so loooong idk where to start is a lot help meeee, rogue one i love it tho yes lol

read at least a book every 1-2 weeks (so fucking slow)

watch more kdramas like is hard for me to find kdramas i actually enjoy bc a lot of them are romance stuff soooo yeah

watch legion and cloak and dagger 😭 i failed my mcu fam (no one)

i also want to read mcu books??? or marvel books in general would be cool

want to read more marvel comics

probably write more fics because im also very slow and i get sad and most of the time i don't want to do the things that actually make me happy (psychiatrist calling)

yeah i think that's all, happy new year hope your fandom wishes and not fandom wishes come true next year 🎊🎉 thanks for 300 followers too, i don't think i deserve it but thank you bc you support the few fics i have and i appreciate that 🥺❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

[ahoge-fish]

Hi! Hope ur doing ok and taking care!

Alex has becomed my lil shine of happines. Mabey because i feel like if she really existed she would be there when i need it u know?

I feel like she would be those friends that want u to fo the best for yourself, encourage u to keep going in life, like those buddies who just laugh ur ass out while trying to keep quiet in class

honestly just thinking how she would let me cry my worries out gives a sort of boze up

I know its weird to say this specialy after the comic u just posted (which was a DELIHT to see! Wonderful job as always!) And the thought of her seeing sad just breaks me apart i just wanna hold her and cry together, but im glad she has a happy life (filled with obstackles but shes strong to get through them)

I said this bf but i couldnt even know hoe to thank u for creating her, its cliche i know but

She just makes me happy

Thank u for ut time and patience pls do not bother to answer if u dont wish to, i just wanted to share the love i have for our freckle bby

I- omg

I read this a couple of times and I can't stop smiling GGCVHRGJGGVGBHHJJG💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Knowing how you feel about her makes me so so so sooo happy!! Because as some of you know, I created Alex when I was in fifth grade and so I am very affectionate to her ;v;

She is exactly how you described her! Emotional support level 100, would totally threw whatever she was doing at the moment to go to you and make you happy again uwu Will give your time to express yourself and vent, but after that be sure to get ready to go out and have some fun! She'll help you dress, very much like a fashion show with music in the background. But if you really don't feel like going out, then she'll put on tv your favourite movie/series, do some random DIYs that she learned through the time of her life, and even bake something! Warning tho, she is a bad cook and will 99,9% make a mess in the kitchen XD SHE'LL CLEAN EVERYTHING AFERWARDS!!

And about the class thing? Y E S. In highschool she became quite the clown class, but she absolutely isn't the annoying one that makes fun of teachers or bullies someone that has a particular interest or for other reasons. Instead, she's ready to beat the shit out of the bully (metaphorically and not) AAAND make them taste their same medicine. She's the friendly type, making jokes to lighten up the mood in the class when she finds the occasion. And if you're sitting next to her? Oh boy. The teacher will call you out multiple times for snickering and not following the lession. She knows her limits tho, so when she knows that it's time to stop, she'll stop (but she'll try so hard to keep in her laughter, sometimes even making excusing herself to the bathroom)

"Just keep swimming, just keep swimming, just keep swimming, swimming, swimming~"

This became her favourite motto, which is just perfect. She isn't the type to give up on things so easily, because she knows that sooner or later things will get better if you really want them to be. She's stubborn and doesn't accept that bad things happen in her life or in the ones of her friends, that's why she works hard to avoid them and/or make them better >:3

Thank YOU for being in my blog and liking the things that I do, and hopefully even the things that will come in the future! 💖💖💖

Also I am doing great! Especially after reading your sweet and wholesome ask :'') I hope you're doing great too!

[twelfth-harbinger]

A/n: So this happened... I simp for this archon god. Part two will be out soon! Pls enjoy!!

Mentions: A worried Zhongli— cares so much about your safety you entered a contract with him to ease his heart. Only to be reckless and well... break it. Xiao snitched. Now you must suffer the wrath of the rock and face a fitting punishment.

Warnings: None... yet. ;)

The Broken Contract Part 1

Being the absurdly lawful man that he is, Zhongli could not stand for a broken contract between you both. Even if it was a verbal contract it was a contract nonetheless.

How could he not be upset when you failed to follow through with your end of the contract. He sat across from you with tea, allowing the misty steam from the fine liyue crafted chinaware to fill his nostrils as he raised the cup to his lips. His eyes closed briefly to relax himself as he took his first sip. You stared at him, a bit awestruck at his composure being kept. What ever happened to ‘You will suffer the wrath of the rock?’ You wore a quaint smile on your lips, something he didn’t find all that amusing. Golden eyes settle on your face as he lowered the teacup. It was silent, the two of you could hear Mora drop with how still it was. You could tell he was pressed, the crease in his brow as he studied your nonchalant facial expression made it as clear as a refined and polished piece of cor lapis. Finally, he broke the silence with a question, one you didn’t think he’d ask so casually.

“How should we go about giving you the punishment you deserve?” He stated, your eyes widened a bit as he spoke. His voice was deep, smooth and firm and his eyes held the authority of a god you knew better than to cross. You simply couldn’t help it though, not when you knew he held a soft spot for you in his heart. As you part your lips to speak you noticed he looked at them momentarily before meeting your eyes again. He spoke further instead when you bit down on your bottom lip subconsciously. “You voided the contract and held disregard for your own life. Do you know what those treasure hoarders were going to do to you?” The irritation in his voice stagnated in the air and you felt a little apprehensive under his reprimanding gaze. His eyes glowed, amber-gold speckled with hints of deep copper brown; they were entrancing. “If it weren’t for a passing adventurer assisting you, you’d be dead or worse. Even he was worse for wear after the ordeal. Had I not been on my way to the Wangshu Inn, returning from Qingce Village; I wouldn’t have caught wind of your fate at all.”

He paused to let his words sink in, your nearly fatal encounter with a band of treasure hoarders left you severely injured for a few long weeks. You took up residence in the Wangshu Inn to rehabilitate. While you were recovering, you made it your mission to avoid Xiao. It didn’t help when you bumped into him in the kitchen upon making yourself one of your favorite meals from Monstadt. You made him promise not to tell Zhongli but, he simply told you he didn’t have to. It perplexed you nonetheless as he took his leave, only to later find out that Zhongli was just a few hours away from reaching the inn. He would’ve told him anyways. When he saw you and the state those greedy treasure hoarders left you in, he took a personalized trip to the East of Luhua Pool. Once he returned, he took very good care to you, until you were well enough to discuss the means of your broken contract back in Liyue. The time had come and so, there you both were. He placed his tea down in front of him and looked to you for a proper response, something you found quite difficult to do without saying something that would undoubtedly make this serious man irritable.

“I don’t think I did anything wrong.” You replied, Zhongli sat there, his eyes searching your face for any signs of a jest. You were serious, he couldn’t stop a faint laugh from moving past his lips as he took in what you said. You decided to follow up with it to not seem so stubborn in your ways, it didn’t really help. “Meaning, I took the commission well within the means to do so in our contract.” As you finished your statement, the Archon God stared at you blankly. It was mainly due to the astonishment of what you had just said; it left him a little speechless. Were you really trying to get through a loophole in this contract? While sitting in front of the God of Contracts himself— in the middle of the conversation no less; as well as being in the midst of discussing a fitting punishment? More importantly, was it a valid claim? Zhongli took a moment to ponder it over, his hand moving under his chin as you took a sip of your own tea. You had a sly smile on your face but it faded the moment he looked your way. He caught it in his peripheral though, but refrained from commenting on it.

“You aren’t wrong,” he began, lowering his hand and letting it rest flat on the table by his tea. “However, in the contract we made, it was stated that you would never throw away your life for a commission that would inevitably put you in a position where you can’t properly defend yourself. You did all of that to retrieve a worthless scroll for Lan? Did you really believe that facing an entire band of treasure hoarders in their hideout was worth more than your life?” He genuinely asked, knowing he caught you. You looked away from him with a light pout. When the scroll reached Lan, she told you it was the wrong one and after careful analysis by Zhongli and an Archeologist it was found out to also be a decoy and a fake. Which meant no reward for the commission and the initial request still being up for grabs for any other Adventurer out there. You could understand where Zhongli’s worry and vexation was stemming from. He sighed out and leaned back in his seat; arms folding over his chest as he looked at you. “I’m not angry at you but displeased by the way you don’t think things through. Which is why we made this contract in the first place, I worry about your safety more than you will ever know.” As you met his gaze his expression was soft, which made you feel warm inside. His eyes lowered a bit and a placid expression layered itself on his face. “So?” He said “How shall we go about giving you the proper punishment? It would seem you can only learn the hard way for this isn’t the first time.” He eyed you and under his stare rosy pink blush dusted your cheeks. In any case, he wanted an answer from you that you weren’t too sure how to give.

“I would rather you come up with it, I wouldn’t come up with anything just.” You admitted, he made you read a thick ancient text on the meaning of life once and it was absolute torture. You didn’t retain any of it having fallen asleep more times than you can count. However, when it was still fresh in your mind you were able to recite what Zhongli asked for when he mentioned something about the key points of the passage on the 600th page. When you proposed the idea, he was a bit unsure how he should go about admonition. As he pondered it over, he watched you take a sip from the warm tea he had brewed for you both prior to your current conversation. You licked your lips as you savored the taste of the flowery sweet minty beverage. A refined taste for those who partake in the ritual of tea time, it was then Zhongli realized something. You two hadn’t done anything promiscuous since before you took the commission on. Given his work and the fact that you were injured as well as the hiccups in finding out the authenticity of the scroll and dealing with treasure hoarders; it left little time to be intimate with each other. Zhongli had not thought about it until he was able to be alone with you. Pent up wasn’t even close to what he would describe what he was feeling in that very moment. As he shifted in his seat he let out an exasperated sigh, a gloved finger tapping down idly on the surface of the table you two sat across.

“I see, I’ve thought of something just now.” He said, faint smirk tugging shyly at the corner of his lips. You looked at him, your eyes searching his face for his usual stern and stoic expression. When you found something more playful you looked a little lost. He caught your stare the eye contact you made caused heat to rise to your face.

“What is it?” You asked, wanting to know. Zhongli stood and let his hands rest flat on the table as he did so, before folding them back over his chest.

“I have work to do, the day isn’t over yet.” He ignored your question, a crease formed in his brow as well as yours. What the hell was he thinking? You could rarely get a full read on this man. His mystique held the wisdom of someone who had lived for several millennia. He looked down at you, seeing you trying to figure him out was comical. “You should relax for the rest of the day, soak in a mineral bath with healing geo salt rocks, eat a nice meal. With the earnings from the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor, I’ve bought oils and incense. Use them at your leisure and I will see you later tonight; a bit after the sun sets over Liyue Harbor.” As he spoke he walked over to the door, you weren’t sure what he was getting at but, a day to yourself didn’t sound too bad.

“Zhongli.” You say, before he walked out the door you sent a smile his way, to thank him for his kindness and care and even for his worry. “I love you.” He paused in the doorway, staring back at you with eyes slightly ajar. Your words were exactly what he needed to hear. He strolled back over to you to place a kiss on the top of your head. Eyes closing as he breathed in your sweet scent, your hair tickling his nose and chin.

“I love you too, I’ll see you tonight.” He let out an ominously light chuckle and you looked up at him with quizzical eyes. Almost asking him what was so funny, he glanced down at you and his eyes narrowed slightly. “We’ll discuss your punishment then.” With one more kiss to the top of your head he left for the remainder of the day. You sat there in anticipation, you wondered why he was being so lenient about your punishment. You almost died, how was he still not vexed with you for being so careless? Maybe he was and your charm worked better then you gave yourself enough credit for. He’d likely just have you read again and that wasn’t so bad. Whatever the case may be, you took him up on all the things he had suggested before he left. Those geo salts were truly a blessing from the Geo Archon they soothed every ache and pain you had within minutes of soaking in a nice hot in ground bath. As you did, it made you wonder what Zhongli had in store for you. The sun was nearly close to setting over the horizon of Liyue Harbor, you missed his company and the way he’d look at you with such love and adoration. He may have been unhappy with your rather reckless behavior when it came to your adventuring but, you knew you could crack his stone exterior and weasel your way into a lenient punishment — his soft spot for you was ridiculous. You only wished that he’d touch you, with a little convincing and a bit of teasing you’d have him wrapped around your finger for the night. While you soaked in the in ground bath you plotted, the warm water relaxing your body as you waited for the Archon God to return home and into your arms.