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Quiet Nights
genre: fluff, established relationship
warnings: barely proofread, pet names, manhandling
pairing: mark x sleepy!reader
word count: 635
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The quiet click of the door echoes through the first front room of your apartment. You’ve been passed out for an hour on the heathered couch, waiting for your boyfriend to return from the studio. He sets his gray backpack down on the hardwood floor by the door. His stuffed monkey keychain jingles as he sets it down, the same stuffed monkey that you bought for him on your first anniversary.
He sees your sleeping form and his heart swells with how cute you look all cuddled up on the couch, but his elation turns into bittersweet feelings when he realizes you were probably waiting for him to come home and do your nighttime routine together. He slowly and carefully closes the door behind him and slowly walks over to you, still soundly asleep.
“Oh, baby,” He mumbles, “I’m sorry that I stayed so late. You should’ve gone to bed.” He tells you. He considers letting you sleep, but as AC turns on he decides how to make it up to you since it can’t be so comfortable sleeping on the segmented couch. He removes your blanket and pushes an arm under your back and one under your legs to pick you up. As he hoists you up in his arms, he makes a quiet oomph sound, even though he picks you up with ease. He’s mindful not to wake you as he passes all of the fixtures that remind him of the memories you’ve made in this house together. As he passes one of the outlets, he’s reminded of the time you were in a rush to get out of the house, and as you put your earring on you dropped the other and it fried the outlet and he let out a small, breathy laugh as he thinks about the memory. When he sees the door to the bathroom he thinks about all the early mornings and late nights you spent doing your routine, brushing your teeth in the exact same pattern (it’s a habit you picked up from each other).
“Mark?” You mumble you’ve woken up, clearly. Whether it was the walk or the laugh that made you wake up, you don’t know.
“Shh, baby. I’m just getting you to bed. Don’t worry.” He consoles you, afraid that you’d be scared when you’re going somewhere without moving. In his arms, you enter your room and he places you down on the bed. He switches off the overhead light and flicks on the pink salt lamp nestled in the corner.
“What happened?” You ask groggily. You sit up sleepily and see him darting around the room, cleaning things up and getting things situated to go to bed.
“You fell asleep on the couch, love.” He explains.
You see him heading to leave the room. “Where are you going?” Still groggy.
“Lay back down, I’m just going to brush my teeth and I’ll come cuddle with you.” Satisfied, you lay back down. You hear the click of the light switch and the whoosh of the water as he wets his toothbrush. You’re counting the second until his warm body comes back so that you can give him a sleepy kiss and then fall back to blissful slumber. You hear his footsteps coming back into your room and you see his dimly lit shape in the doorframe. Back in the bed, you snuggle closer to you and you push your face into the curve of his neck. His familiar smell comforts you, still not awake and not wishing to be.
“‘Love you…” You murmur to him, at a barely audible level.
He responds with what you always expect, but never get bored of: “I love you too, baby.” The pet name makes your heart flutter.
#mark#mark lee#mark fluff#mark lee fluff#mark lee x you#mark lee x reader#nct#nct fluff#qiqi writes#mark oneshot#mark lee oneshot#nct oneshot#fluff fluff fluff
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Satoru-niichan is going to laugh at her when he finds out about this.
… Shiki is perfectly aware that it’s not exactly the right time to be entertaining such inane thoughts, not in this moment. Dark clouds of heavy smoke curl up around her, accompanied by the scorching heat of hungry, crackling flames that she does not feel. But although Shiki remains untouched by the hellish inferno, the same does not apply for the other humans around her; the sounds of terrified screaming and horror-struck pain are deafening amid the ongoing destruction.
Three minutes. At a rough estimate, Shiki arrived here barely three minutes later than the Special Grade curses did, and it already looks like the village is on the verge of being burned into the ground. She shouldn’t be surprised. Special Grade cursed spirits are harbingers of chaos and destruction –malicious ones that revel in human suffering– so it’s not surprising. But…
If this continues, they’re all going to die.
… Her cousin is going to laugh at her. To think that a simple assignment to investigate the Kyoto school’s ‘Mechamaru’ had somehow escalated into a fight against four Special Grade curses… and then she’d even gotten herself caught in some trap that seemed to have teleported her out of the country entirely?
Shiki sighs, flicking her wrist. The corpse of the water-natured cursed womb slides off from the end of her blade with a wet squelch as it falls.
“DAGON!”
Shiki raises an arm, brushing aside a fiery projection launched at her head. The ground under her feet rumbles dangerously, and she leaps into the air just as a gaping crevice opens up in the earth beneath her.
That’s one curse down, the weakest of the four of them. Three full-fledged Special Grade curses remain, and Shiki takes a moment to reassess the situation.
The circumstances have changed. They are no longer fighting out in a secluded, remote area, where there is no concern of collateral damage aside from environmental restructuring. Not-Geto had done something earlier, and now Shiki and the Special Grade curses had been suddenly, collectively transported somewhere else instead. She doesn’t know where this is, exactly, but it’s obvious that they’re standing directly in the middle of a populated village right now. A rural village whose inhabitants are all running about in panic, with no Windows anywhere in sight to help evacuate victims or minimize damages.
Quite the conundrum.
Because going by the rule book, in the event of an emergency a sorcerer���s first priority is to exorcise, rather than save. But it’s also a sorcerer’s purpose to preserve the lives of regular humans when they’re being threatened by curses.
… The sooner Shiki kills all of these cursed spirits, then the sooner the inhabitants of this village would be safe. If any of these Special Grades were allowed to run loose, then they would only bring disaster and ruin in their wake. She also needs to hurry, especially given that she’d also expended a significant amount of energy in the previous altercation, including her–
An earthen spike lances up from the ground, intent on goring her through… only to shatter harmlessly against her body. Shiki turns towards the corrupted nature-turned-cursed spirit whose hand is still extended in her direction.
“I’ll start with you, then.”
It attempts to keep her away by summoning more earthen spikes, interspersed with wooden tendrils. Even a few strange, strange flowers with sharp, gnashing teeth, but it’s useless in the end. All of it falls apart easily beneath the sharp edge of her blade, and–
“Hanami! Use Domain Amplification–”
Shiki swings her sword.
Whatever this ‘Domain Amplification’ is, the cursed spirit doesn’t manage to use it in time. With its cursed energy as depleted as it is from the earlier battle even before the mass-teleportation, and with the series of techniques it had just deployed against her, the cursed spirit is just a touch too slow in escaping.
Six misshapen lumps fall to the ground, oozing purple-black blood. Two down, two more to go. Shiki whirls back around and–
Several buildings farther down the street, the patch-faced cursed spirit wearing a human shape smiles at her. There’s a wild light glittering in its eyes, half-madness and half-fear, underscored with manic glee. Anticipation curls the edge of its lips in a slow, wide grin.
“Wow, you’re so strong! Think you can cut this into pieces, too?”
The cursed spirit lifts its hand. It’s holding an unconscious young boy, pale-skinned and dark-haired–
… Mechamaru. That’s the Kyoto student whom Shiki had been asked to investigate, on suspicion of colluding with the school’s enemies.
Stitch-marked fingers tighten around the boy’s nape.
“Idle Transfiguration.”
Mechamaru convulses, then groans. His body swells. First his head, then his shoulders, all distending to ridiculous proportions. Regular human skin darkens to a sickly green-grey and eventually stops being human skin at all, hardening into a substance that’s almost reminiscent of armored plating. The end result is a monster –an uncanny caricature of one of the robots that the boy is prone to piloting as an extension of himself among his classmates, but made from flesh rather than metal. More suited to crawling on the ground than standing upright, if the way that it drops down is any indication of things.
Shiki remembers seeing reports of this ability. This cursed spirit could transform human bodies at will, conditional upon physical contact with the desired target. The resulting shock and stress of this technique upon the human body was fatal.
Mechamaru would rampage mindlessly for a few minutes, then die. But Shiki’s assignment was to bring him in alive for questioning.
There’s only one thing to do, then.
Break the arms and legs; prevent him from moving. The only sleeping spell that Shiki knows is specifically designed for humans, and… she doubts that it would be effective on Mechamaru at the moment. She needs to immobilize him right now, and then she’ll deal with him once everything is over.
“White,” she whispers. This would keep him alive, while she–
Shiki leaps into the air, instincts urging her to move. Searing flames scorch the ground where she’d been crouching in; this is the work of that fire-natured cursed spirit, no doubt. It’s a clever one, circling around her and trying to stop her from getting close, while its companion starts unleashing more of its hideous transformed humans as literal meat shields.
She’ll need to cut through all of them in order to reach those cursed spirits.
Wait. No, only that fire cursed spirit was there. Where–?
“MAHITO! NOW!”
An uninvited hand lands on her shoulder.
“Idle–”
The cursed spirit’s voice breaks off with a sharp, startled yelp.
Then, the hand vanishes –sliced clean off. But it’s not Shiki’s work. Her blade had only sliced halfway through its wrist, before another blade had intervened to cut off the cursed spirit’s entire arm.
… No, not blade. A spear –one that looks to be of a rather unique shape and make. An elongated weapon of green intertwined with gold, held in the hand of a stranger who’d appeared out of nowhere.
Shiki… hadn’t sensed their arrival at all. Was this another teleporter? … Since when was teleportation something that became such a common ability?
The new arrival tips their head towards her. Beneath the fanged, snarling mask that they’re wearing, it’s difficult to intuit what they mean by this gesture. The ensuing string of words spoken in a language that she does not understand doesn’t exactly help things any, aside from giving Shiki a basic idea of the identity of the person behind the mask. Young, male.
… It definitely becomes a lot easier to understand his intentions once he brandishes his spear, then proceeds to take off towards the patch-faced cursed spirit in a burst of dark wind.
Shiki lifts her gaze as she turns back towards the fire-natured Special Grade, who’s suddenly looking a lot less confident under the weight of her undivided intention. “… I guess that leaves me with you, then.”
#Writing#zenith of stars au#this is another genshin impact au actually!#guess who got qiqi instead of xiao from gacha lol#let's call this uh#genshin impact au v2#in which a third year shiki lands in liyue at a certain point in time prior to the shibuya incident#mechamaru nuuuu#qwq
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It's something that I want to do a full write-up on after I finish more more quests (most especially Baizhu's) but I just want to put it out there that I am constantly amazed, as a chronic-illness haver myself, how many characters in Genshin Impact have chronic illnesses, how visible they are, and how well represented they are.
Like, it's extremely difficult to find even one character in a piece of fiction that has a chronic illness (let alone one where it isn't played for laughs, OR otherwise it completely destroys their life and they're fucking miserable, OR it's magically cured).
But Genshin? Dude you trip over a character with a chronic illness every five seconds, it feels like, and I fucking love that. Off the top of my head there's:
Anna (Mondstat), who visibly suffers from her illness and we know her brother struggles to pay for her medicine. But the traveler, through a series of quests, helps them get ahold of an affordable medication to manage (MANAGE, not cure) the illness and to return her quality of life to her.
Little Hongdou (Liyue) - who has an unspecified chronic illness. And she just does. But she's out and about and seems very happy.
Collei (Sumeru, playable) - and sure her illness is fixed by the end of the Sumeru quest, but I don't even care because of how well it's represented. She has hopes, ambitions, dreams. She participates in her work as a forest ranger even though we get visible confirmation that her illness is progressing. The people around her care and are compassionate, and do their best to make sure she takes care of herself, but she is also allowed to just...go out? and do things?? This shouldn't be such a tall order but chronic illness-havers with friends and family members who understand that, hey there are good days and there are bad days -- that's rare in fiction (and IRL for that matter).
Dunyarzad (Sumeru) - her chronic illness is a major plot-driver in an entire fucking archon quest. She has a huge amount of influence on the people around her, and her chronic illness is actually part of the whole reason we even are able to help Nahida in the first place. Her chronic illness is what makes her instrumental to the plot, but it also isn't the only thing about her, and I love that.
Dulphy (Fontaine) - an actress from Furina's story quest. What really struck me about Dulphy is how the people around her interact with her. I was half in tears by the end of the quest -- not even for Furina reasons (yes, that too), but because I was so touched by the fact that a game gave us a character who was unable to follow through with something she said she was going to do (finish her closing performance as the lead actress in a musical), and that was okay. Like, yeah, the people around her were upset -- but they were upset because she hadn't taken great care of herself and had pushed herself past her spoon limit! Nobody (including the narrative itself) treated it as a great failure when she had to call it quits on her performance. Rather, that was treated as a good thing, and they went so far as to explicitly state that her performance up to that point mattered, and that it was a meaningful contribution, even though she couldn't finish. And that just fucking got me, man. Also - again, this is a character where it is explicitly stated "this is a chronic illness. It has good days and bad days and it can only be managed, not cured. And if she pushes herself too hard then she'll need several days to recover." And that's just...part of who she is.
And, of course, Baizhu. (Liyue, playable) My beloved, my blorbo. His chronic illness(es) is an extremely visible part of his character - referenced in his voicelines, his idles, his interactions in quests, the imaginarium theater, and even your teapot house, and his emojis. Hell, he even coughs if you sprint too much with him. Nevertheless, he's arguably one of the strongest healer units in the game from a meta perspective, and from a story perspective he is immensely successful, insanely compassionate, and while he isn't necessarily super kind to himself about it, the people around him are. His chronic illness is part of him, but he is still allowed to inhabit a story where he's the most renowned and beloved doctor in his entire country & just...is an awesome, active person in general, and that means so much to me.
Just. God. I legitimately can't think of another piece of fiction where I have seen myself represented over and over and over again everywhere I look, let alone so kindly. It's genuinely so moving to have so many characters be so visibly chronically ill, and for that to just be part of their character. A neutral thing about them. And to have it be okay when they can't finish things -- even though they said they would, okay when they need to rest, okay when they have to take a break or extra care with themselves. And not just one but so many. I'm sure I'm forgetting some to boot.
(Honorable mention: Qiqi. Like sure she's a zombie but hear me out: visible chronic joint and memory issues, which is something I also deal with and it's just so refreshing to see a character who deals with them, too -- and who has so many people around her who are so kind about it).
#i said i wasn't gonna do a full write up and yet this got super long#it just hit me after playing Furina's quest last night#there are just SO MANY of them#Genshin Impact#chronic illness#baizhu#qiqi#collei
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god darling beats zhongli at sand castle making any day of the week
this is such a cute mental image omg ,,
imagining how this came about — little qiqi found the process interesting. she'll start to work on one, but unfortunately for her, she builds it too close to the shore and it's swept away. since her memory isn't the best, she doesn't think to correct this mistake the next time she tries.
god darling happens upon an iteration of this sad cycle. they're positively heartbroken by qiqi's sigh as the ocean claims her work again. whatever their business with zhongli in the moment is gets set aside. this is far more important, they'll reason. he can't bring himself to argue.
zhongli builds a simple yet effective structure. a rectangle-shaped tower, nothing fancy, but sturdy. in the time it takes him to craft this, god darling sets out to work as well, not allowing zhongli to participate in the building process. qiqi is tasked with finding seashells and other embellishments for decoration.
zhongli decides to check in on his spouse's efforts, prepared to give some pointers if need be, only to see something akin to this:
#god darling places a special charm on the sand so that the sea can never envelop it#qiqi deserves a cute sandcastle#i missed writing for these two they're so funny to me#first contract#answered#Anonymous
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I'M DELETING THIS BLOG SOON AND MOVING TO AO3!
Sorry, but you need an AO3 account to read my fics :)
My master list is still under the read more for now. You have until I finish going through my drafts, so reblog your favourites to keep if you don't want to get an AO3 account!
I deleted some of my other blogs and will slowly re-upload the fics and drabbles I made here. I hated having everything separated, this is just my attempt to make navigation less confusing for me. Also, so I can tag everything properly from the beginning lol
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Rules and App Friendly Version of the Masterlist under the cut!
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TLDR you can, I may not write for it but I'll at least respond, and do not send Cult!SAGAU requests of any kind
I mean, you can send one. Just know I might not finish a request or even feel like writing for it at all. I can barely finish my own work lmao. Writing is not my main hobby so I don't have much time for it. However, I will totally add onto drabbles or head cannons you send (even if my reply is short, I will respond as long as you follow the rules)
The one thing I ask is that you DO NOT send me Creator!Reader, Cult!SAGAU, Imposter!SAGAU, or Yandere!Character requests. I may not even respond to those. If I think the general idea is at least interesting I may still write for it without those themes, but most likely I'll just ignore it. I do not like those AUs anymore and don't want to see them.
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#Pois.Posts#masterlist#i just need to remember when i wrote all of it#some are easy to guess#some not so much unfortunately#might've done me good to write the dates down before i deleted everything#:qiqi-has-fallen:#Since my blog theme is freaking out and I remembered they don't even work on the app anyway#I'm adding this here so my to-do list is still accessible#Pois.Navi
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A stimboard of Qiqi from Genshin Impact!
🧊 🩹 🗒
🥥 x 🥥
🗒 🩹 🧊
#stimboard#stim#qiqi genshin impact#genshin qiqi#gi qiqi#purple#brown#blue#white#bandage stim#writing stim#ice stim#drink stim#coconut stim#food stim
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haven’t touched Genshin in a while, but here, have some OC doodles anyway
#doodles#oc art tag#genshin impact art tag#genshin scaramouche#genshin qiqi#genshin klee#genshin albedo#genshin baizhu#you know what i may write jun to be a terrible person but i do not like writing characters who are mean to children#of course he would encounter either of those lil gremlins while wandering#klee is not too troublesome aside from her near killing him#which does startle him he has not faced much of an actual threat in quite some time and then this little girl nearly Explodes Him#qiqi is... an unusual encounter#he just sorta follows her around after finding her on one of her herb gathering chores#ends up sticking around in liyue for a while to bother baizhu (yes there will eventually be art of that i have Ideas)#and yes those ideas do sort of link back to that comic w beidou where she's like 'ningguang wants you to LEAVE'#also hehe yeah he and scaramouche do not get along#more of a scara wants to murder him and jun is like 'haha that's cute you can try i guess :)'#it's not gonna work but hey#anyway anyway these have been sitting in my little sketchbook a while and i wanted to finally post them
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Dad Alhaitham Headcanons
✮ Sayu sleeps on top of his head
✮ He carries Qiqi in a sling, as she clings close to him for warmth
✮ He gave Qiqi a leather bound notebook in order to keep her memories organized better
✮ Nahida is arguably the most responsible out of his adopted children, though she still has much to learn in regards to navigating the world
✮ Diona is a handful, as he has to gently scold her for mixing his alcohol without permission
✮ He doesn't admit this to Diona, but he secretly enjoys drinking her disaster mixtures
✮ Sometimes, Dori mysteriously disappears and returns with a lump sum of mora. He has given up on attempting to break the scamming habits of a dijin, considering how he is not directly responsible for her actions
✮ As chaotic as Klee is, Alhaitham is as calm as ever when it comes to dealing with her...explosive nature
✮ He knows how much Yuegui means to Yaoyao, and he is ready to pick up a needle and thread at any moment to calmly and swiftly repair it for her so that he may peacefully return to reading
✮ The children will gather round him as he reads, and he doesn't mind him climbing over him as long as he can read uninterrupted
✮ As they tend to nose into whatever subject Alhaitham is studying, they have an extensive knowledge of random facts, ranging from flora to military combat
✮ He prefers informing the kids, while Kaveh is better suited to giving them the experience
✮ Late at night, they may slowly doze off one by one on him, until he can no longer resist the urge to fall asleep himself
#genshin impact#favoniuslibrary#fanfiction#fanfic#fluff#alhaitham#wrote this as a warmup as i took a bit of a writing break#dori genshin#genshin diona#genshin qiqi#yaoyao#klee genshin impact#sayu genshin impact#nahida
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Actually, I drew this drawing based on a short story that I came up with at the university during a lecture.
I’m not sure how clear everything will be, because I used a translator, because English is not my native language. But I hope everything is really clear.
Doctor Bai Zhu felt unwell at night. He was overcome by an unbearable coughing fit, and to top it all off, his head was aching from, as luck would have it, the noisy youth celebrating some holiday known only to them, on the street, right under Bai Zhu's window.
The doctor wanted to get out of bed, turn on the light and drink the syrup to soothe his throat. But he only started to fall. Trying to protect himself, the man leaned on the nightstand and accidentally crushed his glasses with his palm.
But he didn't have the strength to open the medicine. The cough didn't stop.
Shaking his whole body from the attacks of pain piercing his throat, Bai Zhu pulled the lid of the bottle. And it suddenly opened.
The vessel jumped out of his hands and sticky syrup spilled on the nightstand and the doctor himself. The man sighed resignedly.
Suddenly, quick footsteps were heard throughout the house. Little Qiqi ran into Mr. Bai's room. Tears were streaming down her cheeks - she was frightened by the noise and the sight of Bai Zhu.
The girl quickly ran to the doctor, took out matches from his nightstand and lit a night lamp, helped the man drink the syrup, then suddenly hugged Bai Zhu and cried loudly.
Doctor Bai Zhu shuddered and hugged the little girl tightly, whispering in her ear the words "I'm fine" and "I'm here".
"Don't leave me, Doctor Bai Zhu..." - this is what little Qiqi said before she fell asleep after crying for a long time.
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Hair Dryer
genre: fluff, established relationship, tooth rotting fluff
pairing: anton x reader
warnings: none
word count: ~700
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Your old, oversized t-shirt is soft against your skin as you put your hair up in a towel. The other arm of your boyfriend is tucked behind his head as he scrolls through his phone on the couch. He turns his face to you and his face lights up. On the coffee table lay two unexpected items: your pink hairdryer and a hairbrush.
“I had an idea when you were in the shower.” He confesses and seems to fidget with the fabric of his sweatpants pockets.
“How’d I get so lucky?” You ask yourself as you sit down on the sofa next to him.
Back facing him, he takes your wet hair in his hands and combs it with his fingers. “I shouldn’t brush it when it’s wet, right? Because it’ll break?” You nod gently, already relaxing from the long day. You’re impressed he remembers little things like that, but that’s always been his way of showing his love. Buying your favorite soda without you asking, remembering your favorite kind of flowers on dates, all of his gestures, really. They’re all full of his love for you. He slowly stands up to plug in the hairdryer. You close your eyes and feel the sofa sink softly when he sits back down.
Hot air greets your neck as he turns it on the lowest setting, careful not to startle you. “Is the temperature okay?” He asks.
“No.” You mumble, tired and relaxed. The fact he could make you so comfortable makes him smile. If only you could see the concentration on his face as he rotates the dryer around your head. You feel his careful fingers lift up layers of your hair to dry it thoroughly.
When it’s almost dry, he stretches an arm to get the hairbrush and runs it gently through your hair, and you swear you’re about to fall asleep. “I know you don’t like it when your hair dries all the way when you use the hair dryer.” He muses and continues brushing your hair. He’s nearly encyclopedic about you. He loves doing things for you. If you asked him to give you the moon you think he’d do it. “Do you have a hair tie?”
“Yeah.” You take a thick black band off of your wrist and hand it behind you, and his rough hand gingerly takes it from you.
He parts your hair into threes and when he’s done, he flips the expertly done braid onto your front for your inspection.
“It’s perfect. Where did you learn how to do that?” You query him, because, as far as you know, he’s never braided hair before.
“I watched some tutorials…” He confesses sheepishly. He looks awkward, but instead of thinking it’s awkward or embarrassing, you marvel at how hard he tries. You pepper slow kisses on his face and relax into him on the couch, gently pushing him backward onto the pillow-clad arm of the sofa.
“Thank you, baby. You’re sweet.” You praise him and a blush starts to form on his cheeks. Cute. Lying comfortably on his chest, you can only think about how much he shows how deeply he cares about you.
#riize x reader#riize fluff#anton x reader#anton fluff#anton x reader fluff#riize x reader fluff#anton#qiqi writes
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Ok so like imagine Aether and Qiqi actually go and adopt a bird like she said she wanted to do with him in her teapot lines. It's Aether's turn to watch the bird but he'd made prior plans with Xiao before hand so he just takes the animal to the Wangshu Inn with him. He assumes it'll be ok, after all Xiao's very gentle with things that aren't possessed by his karma.
When he arrives he leaves the bird on the balcony with Xiao after saying a quick hello / short explanation and excuses himself to the kitchen downstairs.
What he returns to is so precious he feels like his insides are turning to mush. A soft faced Xiao sliding one singular finger across the wings of the bird as the animal chirps softly in front of him spreading its wings to welcome the affection.
"Seems like you two get along nicely." Aether remarks sliding the plate he'd brought up closer to Xiao.
Xiao gives a light smile, "At one point I used to look similarly to this." He says softly
Aether can only smile brushing aside Xiao's bangs. "So she reminds you of another version of you?"
"Mm."
"How about I bring her over again some time then."
That day Aether's adopted bird gained a new dad.
Headcanon based on: this
#xiaother#aexiao#genshin ship#Now to write fifteen chapters of aexiao lovers taking care of this cute bird and Qiqi whenever the animal is sick or stressed etc etc
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mars mentioned prism...... i miss prism in the dash..... the bestest qiyana content ever..
#» out of character — ⌜main sup irl.⌟#i adore prism....#and the writing. and the portrayal of qiqi.#wah
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Birb Family tree
Because I want to!
#my writing#genshin impact#xianyun#neuvillette#shenhe#ganyu#chongyun#zhongli#yoimiya#sayu#lumine#xiao#hu tao#xingqiu#qiqi#yaoyao#yelan#gaming
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" Draven asked me to crush him like a watermelon? is this a Noxian idiom I'm not aware of? did he challenge me? "
— @yunalai
She doesn't mind Qiyana's usual questions, content to help with any nuance the ixtali isn't yet fluent enough to understand — but it does lead to situations like this, where Katarina would rather not be involved in explaining Draven's meaning to the princess. The assumption he had challenged her somehow elicits a chuckle from the assassin, mild amusement coloring her explanation. "No, it wasn't a challenge — he was flirting."
"It takes considerable strength to be able to crush a watermelon with your thighs," she continues with a shrug. "So basically he was being appreciative of your thighs, princess." And hoping to be the thing crushed between her thighs instead of the watermelon, but she is confident Qiyana can pick that up on her own.
#» in character — ⌜the sinister blade.⌟#yunalai#can't blame the noxians for enjoying displays of strength qiqi#even when they're wasteful#asdnfkjsnfd#it's just that strength is hot and thighs are juicy --#god bless katarina for not being embarrassed at all tbh she's the only muse i write that's like that probably
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Fandom: Wayfarer (if)
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Enna Cenric x Sabien Quirinus
Word Count: 853
Savior
She wakes to filtered blue light, hands grasped around the softest sheets she’s ever felt. Her head, though still pounding, rests on a pillow that she doesn’t ever want to get up from. It smells of sandalwood and something citrus and she realizes she’s not in a dream. She shoots up with a start. Hand flies to her beating chest and she’s still in her attire from the night before.
“Oh good, you’re finally awake.”
She hates that she knows his voice already and of course she’s in his room. The details come back sudden, if blurry. She was a fool to drink so much the night before and as much as she hates to admit it, “I didn’t need you to save me, you know.”
“No need to call it salvation. Think of it as calling in a favor.” Quirinus sits at the vanity, pulling his shoulder length locks half up into a braided bun.
“What do you want?”
There’s a low hum in his throat and a little tsk. “You’ve barely had a chance to gain your bearings. We can get to business in a moment.”
Suspicious. That kind of statement is almost nice. The archmage doesn’t do nice. Especially when she’s now indebted to him.
Her legs are bricks as she slides them around the side of the bed. Fingers to her temples, she rubs at the growing pain.
“There’s a drink there by your bed. I suggest you make use of it.”
“Why would I drink anything from you?”
“If I were going to kill you, Enna. I would have done it already.” His eyes crinkle around the edges in the mirror’s reflection.
She knows before those words were spoken that he’s right. He could’ve, no would have killed her already if that was his intent.
She drinks and she waits for her throat to swell up or her limbs to go numb or something. Anything. But he just watches and it soothes. Sleep hits her softly but quickly and she manages to mutter it’s what she expected but his last words are, “rest” before her world washes away again.
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It’s afternoon and he’s brought her food that she eats reluctantly. New attire and her sword which she thought for sure would be gone. He probably did something with it that she’ll figure out later when it’s too late because having too much to drink around him was already her biggest fuck up.
But his eyes are the color of escape in low tide and she makes the dumbest mistake of all. She kisses him. Tentative and hard and definitely with too much gusto. What’s worst of all is the way he smiles as he kisses her back. Like he’s won and maybe he has but what’s she to do?
Her fingers grasp at his collar, yanking and pulling upward, getting caught on his arms because she’s fumbling and it’s been a long time. One step back and he’s free of those stupid robes she hates and there’s no other thought but to rake her fingernails down his chest before she shoves him, hard, onto the bed. He lets out a small pleasurable sound. He likes it. Because of course he fucking does. And he uses his magic to remove her clothes, a simple snap of his fingers. It’s sexy and she’s definitely wet from that but it’s a secret he’ll never get out of her. He’s too eager with it all though and she briefly wonders how long he’s been wanting to disrobe her. But it’s not really the time for thinking. No minds. Just bodies. Messy and imperfect. Rough and primal.
She inwardly toasts to some kind of small victory from that.
Straddling him on his bed, she takes what she wants of him. Nips at his ears. Pulls on his hair. Coaxes a groan. Elicits a sigh. Hands around his throat.
She sinks down on him and he moans.
“I could kill you now,” she whispers into his ear.
His hands dig into her ass. The pressure of his rings are leaving imprints in her skin.
“No guards.” She squeezes his neck just a little tighter. “And you may be the archmage, magic on clothes but your magic won’t work on me.”
He thrusts into her, leaving her gasping for breath. Her grip on his throat weakens and he’s smirking.
“It’s a shame because I could’ve given you quite the experience. But you will see that I am talented in many areas, even those without magic.”
She grits her teeth together and then kisses him again, too hard. “Just shut up.” Then she saves her kisses because he doesn’t deserve her lips. Her tenderness. Even if he was nice enough to bring her a meal. Share his bed.
He obeys. Until he doesn’t. But at least he isn’t muttering his arrogant ramblings. He only grunts and groans just like her. She pushes him to her own climax then leaves him breathing heavy, tangled in the sheets. She puts on her attire and belts her sword, not bothering to look back as she walks out his door.
#bear writes#sort of kinktober#I’m not following any prompts#mild choking#mild degradation#a whole lot of head canons#I know barely anything about Sabien okay#so this is probably ooc#but I don’t care#I’m afraid to tag wayfarer#I’m ashamed to let the fandom read this#this is purely for the other person out there like me who is in hate love with qiqi#qiqi x Enna
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Drawing mindlessly is fun
Bean eyes
Y’know I’m kinda debating on Fellflower Rubedo(?) Whoopy? Whoopy’s hairstyle ‘cause it’s kinda hard to translate the Whooperflower shape into a hairstyle but for now he’ll just be babyfaced with petal-looking bangs
Dorian’s coat for now has longer, puffier sleeves, puffier hoody, but shorter gloves from Albedo’s outfit ‘cause it’s kinda fun to see how the proportions of the outfit can vary… Rather than out of “copying Albedo” I’d say it’s to make him “feel more like an alchemist” since Albedo’s outfit is the default alchemist outfit
#I think… I’ll keep drawing as a side hobby#random doodles and staying in the comfort zone wouldn’t necessarily help me improve#but with how I feel towards art and writing and my energy in general#i think… I’ll focus on putting my energy into writing and hone that skill#for now. at least. until I get tired and want to switch to drawing#….yeah#I say that but immediately turn heel and properly colour something for the first time in a long time. I’m not giving up like that!#(that soemthing being the Kaeya piece)#dusk fan art#Genshin impact#Kaeya#qiqi#Dorian#albedo#whooperbedo#Fellflower#dainsleif#Amber#abyss mage#undertale#sans#papyrus#spamton#deltarune#w d gaster#Gaster#blue period#hashida haruka#blue period hashida#shadows amidst snowstorms
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