#qq writes

[quitequaintrelle]

it's time to play the music, it's time to light the lights

Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley (Rated T)

Something strange is happening to Anthony J. Crowley.

Well, more accurately, something strange is happening to everyone other than Crowley.

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Tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, Humour, Romance, Crack Treated Seriously, (It's Barely Treated Seriously To Be Honest), Muppets, Implied Sexual Content, (…Not Involving Muppets I Promise)

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To @matchalatteenjoyer from your Secret Santa. I heard you like Muppets. You're welcome, or I'm sorry.

[qqchurch]

I blame Symphogear's setting for bringing up the "legendary relics" thing because it's been a while since I've had a plot itch on how to make an "Emiya Shirou is reincarnated into the Symphogear setting" fic

and as it should be expected, Shirou's gonna be reincarnated into a girl 💀

the question now is if I pick Heaven's Failure Shirou, Oath Under Snow Shirou, or a Shirou from F/SN as the basis for characterization but the details will work itself out later...

the vague idea would be something like femShirou acting as a vigilante and using projected Symphogears to fight Noise outbreaks outside of the main Symphogear plot culminating to something like using Kanshou and Bakuya as her "true" Symphogear (or even finding the actual ones in-setting)

honestly, it'd probably be more of a fun exercise in song writing to puzzle out the character arc of this AU Shirou than anything else, a lot of the power level stuff can be put on the wayside since it's never that important

[calqlate]

THE LOVE & DEEPSPACE MLS AND THEIR KDRAMA ML COUNTERPARTS

INCLUDES: rafayel + sylus + xavier + zayne

WARNING(S): might be ooc bc i don't really keep up with the lore so there might be some inconsistencies (oops) (pls be gentle) (it's 10pm here and my brain is running on adrenaline) + contains some canon lore drops ig

MASTERLIST

NOTE(S): i will never stop inserting my fandoms into kdramas bc i love seeing worlds collide. anw pls partake in this brainrot with me 🤩

— RAFAYEL

ryu sunjae from lovely runner - they are both absolute losers for their respective lovers. i can picture rafayel in that one scene where sunjae was blowing kisses towards sol's house. no matter how hard his beloved tries to cut him out from their life to save him, he will always find his way back into their life.

jeong guwon from my demon - similar to sunjae, guwon is also another loser for his wife. (tbh i can imagine rafayel as a down bad simp for his lover; cue thomas sighing and shaking his head.) i can picture rafayel in the scene whereby guwon and dohee were doing that tango while fighting off their enemies too?!?!

lee yeon from tale of the nine-tailed - continuing the loser boy train, we have yeon as the final dude to add in this group. (specifically yeon from s2, bc the way he wanted to go back to his timeline so badly to see jiah matches rafayel's "the only person i'll ever love is my lover" energy.) their backstories also match in the sense that yeon never stopped searching for jiah and rafayel never stopped waiting for his bride.

— SYLUS

myulmang from doom at your service - not me choosing myulmang bc they both made contracts to their beloveds [clown emoji]. but nonetheless they're similar in the sense that they won't think twice about eliminating someone who hurts their lover.

shin wooyeo from my roommate is a gumiho - again, another contract situation. wooyeo is a "classier" version of sylus imo, and one who uses less pet names. if sylus were the ml in this kdrama, he would defo keep an even more watchful eye on his beloved so that she doesn't go about losing his fox bead. (aur naur iw to write a gumiho au for sylus now...)

lee youngjoon from what's wrong with secretary kim? - similar to youngjoon, sylus will never let his lover leave. they want to leave his mansion? he will try 101 (legal) ways to make them stay. they will find snacks they like in their room more often. they will find new (and expensive) clothes in their wardrobe. heck, even an all-expenses-paid vacation! he wants to keep them close to him; he's afraid of them upping him to leave.

— XAVIER

goo yeonjun from a time called you - like yeonjun, xavier has literally went back in time to save his beloved. he wants to see then safe and sound, and as long as they're happy, he's happy. as long as they're alive and breathing, he's fine with not being by their side. just watching them live their life is enough for him.

haru from extraordinary you - totally not projecting my all-time fav kdrama on him (or am i?) but xavier and haru have similar mannerisms and personality traits. yk how in the first few episodes danoh was dragging haru around and this guy just remained silent and followed along until one day he just started speaking? yeah that's the same with this guy. the person he likes could yap all day and he would willingly sit and listen.

moon seoha from see you in my 19th life - similar to seoha, xavier loves once in his life and he will only ever love his little star. he would never get over their death and if he's the one responsible for their death, he would be all the more upset with himself. he would throw himself into work all day and refuse to love again, thinking he shouldn't be able to fall in love ever again since he took his beloved's one chance of staying alive and happy away.

— ZAYNE

moon suho from black knight - they're both so overprotective of the one they love. the way suho essentially told sharon that haera is the only woman he would ever love is something i can picture zayne doing. if someone is out there trying to harm his beloved, you'd best believe zayne would do his best to prevent that from happening, even if it means giving up his own life.

lee suhyeok from bora! deborah - when zayne loves, he loves hard. like suhyeok, he's clumsy at expressing his affections, choosing to keep everything to himself and wait until he's 100% certain it's the right time to say whatever he wants to say. and sometimes, that can lead to disastrous endings (see also: suhyeok getting dumped on the same day he went to buy an engagement ring for his girlfriend). both men are careful to a fault, all the more so with their beloved because they're scared of losing someone precious to them again.

yoo jihyuk from marry my husband - zayne, like jihyuk, would willingly stand aside and watch the one he loves fall in love with someone else. he would be supportive and wouldn't try to fight for their affection. his motto is "if they're happy, i'm happy" and he can live being an unmarried old man as long as he sees them happy.

© CALQLATE. all rights reserved. please do not copy, modify, repost, or translate my works on any platform.

[katnissmellarkkk]

i’m so not trying to be mean but i can’t believe anyone actually thought haymitch wouldn’t be cast as a young woody harrelson. there is absolutely no way a young haymitch was ever gonna be anything but white. i know i joked about it, but it was a joke.

yes, haymitch, katniss and gale are poc in the books. canonically. but that went out the window in the movie universe in 2011 when they casted all white people. there was never a chance they would sway from that now. no one affiliated with the movies will even admit katniss wasn’t white. suzanne collins herself won’t admit it. and majority of people on the internet, outside of this site and small pockets of the fandom on other apps, all believe katniss/haymitch/gale/etc. were always meant to be white.

i don’t agree with it but until they reboot the entire series, these characters will always be white. and since the films practically walk on water in the mainstream media’s eyes, we’re sort of stuck with what we got.

[prince-liest]

This fic has been done for two! days!!! and I am posting a snippet so that I may resist posting the whole thing until tomorrow, because I feel like dropping two 8-10k word fics within like two days of each other is. A little much. BUT SOON.

[j-a-nuary]

[qq-is-dreamin]

"pspspsps" - Let's go to a cat cafe with Satan ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ˚♡˚!

Pairing: gn! reader x satan

Summary/Warnings/TWs: None; SFW & just fluffy romantic scenario/headcanons of going on a date with satan to a cat cafe ♡

Author's Notes: kinda proofread, once again this is sorta thought dumped so beware of grammar errors and stuffs!

(once again!! pls do not follow if you're a minor and I will also block if you're minor or ageless blogs; read more in my pinned post)

Asmodeus caught wind of a new cafe opening in Devildom soon-- It was not just any cafe, but a cat cafe! His friends were also excited about the cat cafe and they were betting that it would be very popular.

Asmo knowing how much his beloved brother Satan adores cats, decided to tell him about the new cat cafe opening in Devildom.

Hearing this piece of "intel", Satan was ecstatic to say the least. He of course wanted to invite and go with his favourite person aka you to check out the cafe!

Through his wide network of connections, Satan found out that the owners of the cat cafe have actually started opening reservations for a select few and was able to secure a reservation for the both of you on the opening day

Immediately after making the reservation, Satan called you to ask if you were free on the date of the grand opening day of the cat cafe.

After you agreed to go to the cat cafe with him and ended the call, I honestly can imagine that Satan was internally kicking and fist bumping in excitement and joy. His eyes were straight up twinkling and he have this genuine wide smile on his face, thinking about how he was going to spend time with his favourite person and animal in a peaceful cafe?? It was like a dream come true for him and just sounds like a paradise. He can pet and play with the cats alongside with enjoying your company.

Days leading to the grand opening day of the cat cafe, the demon brothers noticed how especially relaxed and happy Satan is. Mammon, always curious, tried to ask around what's got Satan in such a great mood, but Asmo refused to divulge the secret as he wants to make sure that Satan and you had a chance to relax and enjoy your date without any (unintentional or intentional) interruptions from the other brothers.

When it's the grand opening day of the cat cafe, Satan and you held hands and made yall way to the cafe.

Both of you were greeted to a small inviting and quaint cafe. The exterior of the cafe is painted in this pastel turquoise tone with white trimming. The large window in front of the cafe with its blinds opened allowed both you and Satan to see some cats ambling about and others relaxing. You can also see some customers there, either interacting with some cats or enjoying their pastries and drinks.

Satan was already mesmerised by the sight of the adorable cats through the large window. Some cats that were sitting on the counter near the cafe's large window noticed him and started pawing for his attention.

The staffs of the cafe escorted both of you to a corner of the cafe and the cats that noticed both of you near the window followed you and Satan to your table, meowing for attention and rubbing both of your legs.

Satan started to gush over the cats, overwhelmed with how adorable they are and just how friendly they have been. He even took out his phone to take several albums worth of the cats' pictures as well as your photos when you are petting or cuddling them.

Although Satan did not want to play favourites and only pay attention to only one cat, there was one particular cat that caught both of you and his complete attention. This sweet short and soft coated calico cat with patches of black, white and orange fur seemed to be drawn to Satan like a magnet.

As the other cats start to lose their interest and left your table, the calico cat instead continued to stay and climbed up onto your lap, purring contentedly.

The owners of the cafe finally noticed Satan and you amidst the busy cafe and introduced themselves and thanked both of you for coming to the cafe's grand opening day. They then pointed out the calico cat, Peanut, who was happily curled up on your lap.

They explained that Peanut may be a friendly cat, but she was also very independent and prefers to wander around and explore, leading her to often not stay in one spot for very long .

Hearing this, Satan lightheartedly expressed that he felt honoured and graced by Peanut for choosing to stay with you and him.

Before leaving, the owners passed some free cat treats as well as some cat toys including a feather wand which is apparently one of Peanut's favourite toys.

You and Satan spent the hours playing with Peanut. Both of you taking turns to use the feather wand toy to make the toy fly around and seeing the little calico cat chased after it with excitement. She would bat at the toy with her soft pink paws and even tried to bite it. You sneakily take some candid photos of Satan playing with the cat and mentally promised to select one as your DDD's homescreen wallpaper.

Unbeknownst to you, Satan was also sneakily doing the same thing - spamming candid photos of you and adding them to his ever growing album of your photos <3

After playing with Peanut, Satan and you gave peanut some of the soft cat treats. Y'know those puree squeezable cat treats that cats would go insane over and lick em?? Yeah those. Peanut was just downright criminally adorable as she held onto either yours or Satan's hands as she licked the cat treats. Her adorable soft paws wrapped around yall arms, immediately melt both you and Satan's hearts.

After enjoying some time with Peanut and getting some pastries, both you and Satan walked around with Peanut following you guys to interact with the other cats (and also taking more photos).

As the time for both of you to leave inches closer, Satan turned to you and smiled, even though he didn't want to leave. "I want to remember this day... So can we take a photo together?" he said to you with a soft adoring gaze.

You and Satan found a spot with good lighting and cute cat decors-- One staff noticed both of you and offered to help you to take a picture. You guys stood next to each other before hearing a soft meow near you and Satan, Peanut started pawing Satan's legs to be carried. He decided to carry Peanut up while wrapping an arm around your waist.

The photo captured the moment perfectly-- you and Satan looked happy, eyes filled with adoration and grinning widely with Peanut.

Thanking the staff for helping, both of you knew that you would cherish this photo forever, along with many pictures you have taken with Satan. They were reminders of the time and love you shared with Satan.

Before leaving the cafe, you and Satan picked up a matching set of Calico cat plushie keychains. You both promised to return to the cat cafe soon and can't wait to see Peanut again <3

Ending notes: Thanks for reading my writing blurb - pls don't plagiarise, repost, or claim my writing as your own - instead like, comment, reblog or follow!!

Also its been a while since i wrote my previous stuffs (feel free to check out my writing about mammon & reader going to a sheep-themed cafe here as well as my gush over matching with the great mammon here) kinda wrote this in the midst of exam period but i couldn't help with my brainrot with Satan especially seeing his nightbringer messages about his top 5 (?) things that cats do!!

once again - thank you for reading <3 i wish you a wonderful day ahead!!

[rukafais]

Writing visual novels is about picking a medium that's mostly dialogue and sometimes all the progress you get is rereading what you've already done and tweaking a couple of words max to be like "NOW it looks like he'd say that"

[llycaons]

WOULD modern au ishmael be a good natural science student or would he fucking go off the rails. like he's very smart and all but he did ignore well-known facts of the day to declare. that whale is a fish. much to ponder. mutuals feel free to jump in

[boyslit]

so since I've basically been lying in bed for 12 hours I've also been like. doing the weird sick nap daydream and this time it's velite and Argenti traveling to a world where one group of people leave an offering of a live baby each year (they select the sickliest, won't survive the winter-est orphans they can find ) to the wolf people of the forest so they don't come attack them

the people in the town think that the wolf people eat the babies, but what's really going on is the wolf people know to look for an abandoned baby and take them home and treat their illnesses, look after them, feed them etc. the wolf people think this practice of abandoning sick babies is abhorrent

the two of them (A+V) are appalled at this practice and decide to wait for the wolf people to approach the baby, and see if they can't reach a peaceful accord

... the wolf people aren't even wolves, they just dress in wolf pelts to keep warm in the cool misty forests. 😐 (although maybe wolf people would be cooler idk this is just what my brain cooked up)

anyway they tend to the little one and since the two groups of people speak separate languages and don't have synesthesia beacons, Argenti and velite help them forge an arrangement so no sacrifices need be made any longer and no one should fear an attack from the other

also they adopt the baby because i think it would be cute. they ask about a local name that means star for her. she's got cute little red curls on her head like Argenti

[cloudy-with-a-chance-of-chaos]

Since I dropped out a LOT of the stories i started here

and saying that is like, the understatement of the year

I've decided to end them in a quick manner. The legacy I started on Sims 4 won't be finished in game anytime soon bc my all consuming life has been all consuming indeed. I don't have much time to take notes of what happens and then create the story, it's too much work and it takes out the fun for me I'll just reblog the OG post and draft out what was my plan, if you guys like it, great! If you don't, well, pity, I guess. Same for my Baldur's Gate 3 something (fanfiction? drabble? game report? idk) - if i manage to freaking remember how the game was like (since i don't have it and used to play it on a friend's house), i'll draft out my plans for it and yay, less things in my head

it'll probably help out on getting my writing juices going so i can both work on my job and my work (two separate different things as you can see; producing content and writing a book are nOT the same)

Anyway I hope this makes me feel less doomed by my own narrative and helps me get creative again

And maybe some of you will see it and think "woah cool"

[quitequaintrelle]

all roads

Good Omens, Aziraphale/Crowley (Rated E)

All the muscles in Crowley’s good-for-nothing, backstabbing corporation are straining with effort— No, not effort, he can't think about efforts, certainly can't think about Aziraphale's—

“You know, I think this colour suits me. I really don’t see why the use of Tyrian purple is so restricted,” Aziraphale sulks, balancing on his right foot and wiggling the toes of his left in the air. He does brace himself on Crowley this time, his fingers clamping down on Crowley's shoulder.

Leave it to Aziraphale to complain about sumptuary laws when Crowley is having a crisis.

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Crowley has a very normal time grape-stomping with Aziraphale.

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Tags: Ancient Rome, Post-Scene: Rome 41 AD (Good Omens), Aziraphale and Crowley Through The Ages (Good Omens), This Guy Uses Dicks in All of His De-cor-a-ting, The Inherent Eroticism of Grape-Stomping with Your Hereditary Enemy, The Inherent Eroticism of a Flash of Ankle, Ill-Conceived Volcano Metaphors, Angst and Humor, Pining, Stupid Sexy Repression, Accidental Voyeurism, Masturbation, Mutual Masturbation

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To @ohnotsureyet from your Secret Santa. This is what you meant by the “historical references” prompt right? Right.

[qqchurch]

just looking over spaceship designs for ideas on my mechfic's "main ship" and had an unexpected giggle over this

architecture in spaceship design indeed, lmao

[calqlate]

RE: LOVE & LIFE | FOUR

— WHERE THE LILY SLEEPS

SERIES MASTERLIST | PREVIOUS CHAPTER | NEXT CHAPTER

PAIRING(S): zhongli x f! reader + diluc x f! wife! reader

SUMMARY: As the wife of the famous big shot in the wine industry, you have everything you could ever ask for — a beautiful mansion, endless wealth, servants at your beck and call... However, you lack the one thing you yearn for: love. With your beloved husband neglecting you and being stuck in a loveless marriage, you decide to end it all, only to be stopped by a man whom you have never met before, and who also coincidentally happens to be your soulmate. In addition, there just might seem to be more than what meets the eye in regards to your peculiar soulmate, and you just might have to find that out for yourself.

TAGLIST (italicised blogs are unable to be tagged, pls dm me with your updated username): @crescentmoonnn + @deeomi + @esthelily + @holaseniorahoe + @loving-august + @mshope16 + @needsleep3000 + @nerdiel-has-no-braincells + @saintbernardthethird + @seyboo + @thelonelyarchon

A/N: apologies for the wait, school has been a pain in the butt (and grad school applications have been insane). here's the new chapter!

Upon reaching the entrance of Wangshu Hotel, you turned to face Zhongli and bowed, “Thank you for accompanying me, Mr. Zhongli. I appreciate it.”

“The pleasure is all mine,” Zhongli mirrored you and returned the bow, a small smile on his face.

There was a moment of comfortable silence as you made eye contact with Zhongli. With the way the sun was setting slightly in the distance, the sun’s rays were angled in such a manner whereby Zhongli was seemingly casted in a golden halo, making him seem ethereal. Otherworldly, even. Somehow, that particular moment looked immensely picturesque, yet hauntingly familiar.

“You have been staring at me for some time,” Zhongli’s voice pulled you out of your thoughts and you blinked, “Is there perhaps something on my face?”

“No, no, not at all!” you shook your head and smiled, “I just thought that you looked wonderful in the light.”

Zhongli stared at you, unblinking. Neither him nor you were speaking, and the weight of your earlier sentence settled over you. Oh, Archons, I just blurted whatever I had on my mind without thinking again, didn’t I?

Your face flushed bright red in embarrassment as you choked out, “I’m sorry! I have a tendency to speak freely sometimes.”

To your surprise, Zhongli chuckled as his eyes crinkled into little crescent moons, “There is no need to feel ashamed. It’s quite a refreshing habit you have.”

“That’s a really polite excuse,” you groaned as you smacked yourself inwardly. You really needed to stop being so loose-lipped. You nodded your head in the direction of the hotel as you spoke, “I should head back now.”

“I hope you rest well tonight,” Zhongli said as he clasped his hands behind his back with a nod.

“Goodbye, Mr. Zhongli,” you said as you raised your hand up for a wave before turning around to head back into the hotel.

Zhongli watched your figure retreat into the hotel. Only did he see you get past the double glass doors and were safely tucked into the premises then he finally made his own trip back to the funeral parlour.

(Knowing how nosy his boss could be, Celestia forbid her from badgering him for his whereabouts.)

While drying your hair with a towel, you sat down in front of the little dressing table and pulled the little trinket you had received earlier in the day out of its paper bag. It was a fazhan hairpin made out of jade, adorned with Glaze Lillies crafted from minerals on one end of it.

The moment you laid your eyes on the hairpin, something stirred in your heart. You furrowed your brows together as you picked it up gently, cradling it in your palms. This hairpin seemed... familiar, somehow, but you could not understand why. It was your first time laying eyes on it, and you had never chanced upon hairpins with a similar design before.

“Ma’am! I’ve found something!” you called Madam Ping over.

The old woman walked over and eyed the accessory in your hands before her eyes widened for a fragment of a second. Before you could ask her what was wrong, she smiled gently at you, “Wonderful choice, child.” A pause, then she asked, “Do you like it?”

“It is beautiful,” you said as you stared at the hairpin, a smile spreading across your lips. Waves of nostalgia surged in your veins, tinged with... sadness? Melancholy? You could not quite place a finger on the name of the emotion that was filling you.

“This hairpin has finally found its owner,” Madam Ping smiled, “I hope you will create beautiful memories with it this time.”

You nodded, taking her cryptic message as a passing remark, “I will.”

You rolled the hairpin back and forth between your fingers, the dim lighting of your hotel suite reflecting off the Glaze Lilly decorations in a sparkly manner. A part of you could not bear to wear it; you wanted to keep it in a glass box and immortalise it as a souvenir from your trip. However, an innate part of you was insisting that you should not do that, and instead wear it out as intended.

Carefully, you set it down on the dressing table, I’ll wear it out tomorrow.

You were standing in an expansive field full of Glaze Lillies. No matter how far you walked, it seemed like there was no end to this particular flower field. You walked leisurely, admiring the endless sea of flowers surrounding you.

You halted your footsteps, closed your eyes, and took a deep breath in. The air was fresh and the fragrant scent of the flowers permeated in the air.

You opened your eyes, drinking the scenery in. This entire place was picturesque, as if you had stepped right into a painting. If only your husband were here—

“There you are.”

You turned around at the sound of a voice, your eyes settling on the figure of a man approaching you. The man was dressed in a long, dark brown robe dotted with golden accents, his head partially blurred out due to the sunlight obstructing your view as well as the distance between the both of you. Despite not being able to discern his countenance properly, you could instinctively tell that this man was the one your heart was beating so ardently for: your husband.

However, as the distance between both of you grew smaller, the sunlight started framing his face in a better angle and his features grew all the more clearer: straight, dark hair with gold tips and a matching pair of eyes set on a handsome face, with skin so fair it could rival that of the colour of a Glaze Lily’s petals. It was not Diluc; it was the funeral parlour consultant, Zhongli.

While he was not who you were expecting, your lips curled upward into a smile as if it were second nature to you. You could feel the warmth in your chest overflow you and fill every vein in your body, with every cell in your body having an affectionate reaction to this man. You opened your mouth to call out his name, but not a single word came out: your mouth was indeed moving, but your voice was completely muted, as if someone had muted the audio function on a video.

“What were you thinking about so intently?” Zhongli asked as he stood next to you, hands clasped behind his back.

“The war,” you answered as your smile dropped considerably at the thought of the heavy topic, then averted your gaze to the side, “Just... I wish that it didn’t have to reach this point.”

Zhongli’s smile took a bittersweet edge to it, “There is no need to worry. Just think of this war as one to quell some... social unrest.”

You snorted, “That’s a really polite way of putting it. What would the other adepti think?”

“I am sure they would agree and give similar remarks of their own,” he responded. There was a brief pause as his gaze softened, “After this is all over, may I ask you to accompany me for some tea?”

You turned your head and met his gaze: it was warm, sincere, and full of affection — a look that would not be given to mere acquaintances. In addition, his tone of voice felt as though there was something he wanted to tell you. Something deeper and perhaps even more intimate. If it were up to you, you would have asked him to spill the beans there and then, but given the situation of the aforementioned war (which you had very little idea about), you concluded that you would wait. Once everything wad over, you would sit him down and ask him to confide in you and confess everything to you.

You could only smile and nod, “Of course. You know I’d never pass up tea from the one and only—”

You tried verbalising his name out loud again, but your voice was seemingly robbed from you once more. However, it seemed that he did hear you say his name: Zhongli’s response was a simple hum, and both of you turned to admire the sea of Glaze Lillies in comfortable silence.

When the morning came, you awoke with your eyes feeling heavier than ever, as if you had cried for a long time. You raised your hand to your cheeks, feeling damp skin beneath your fingertips. Your fingers glided higher towards the base of your eyes. With one quick swipe, you felt moisture on your skin. Was I crying in my sleep?

At that moment, your phone buzzed on the nightstand. You reached out and grabbed it, seeing a notification pop up, reading that a bank transfer had been made to your account. You unlocked your phone to check the deposit, which your bank app read, “Incoming bank transfer from Diluc Ragnvindr”, and below it was a string of numerical digits. A text message soon popped up from your husband, which read, “Have fun in Liyue”.

You frowned. You were rudely reminded of this particular trait of your husband which you detested: sending you money instead of checking in on you or spending time with you. You scoffed, Does he really believe that quality time can be bought with money?

Whatever the case may be, you refused to use his money. No, not when it was a cheap means to placate you. Husband be damned; you were going to spend your own money and have fun on your own in this foreign country.

You eyed the hairpin glittering from its spot on the dresser and grinned. The first thing on the agenda would be accomplished with the accessory.

[tonyglowheart]

I wish there was qq fic I liked on ao3 cuz I finished rereading qq so once again I'm like, "so now what...."

[prince-liest]

I was going to wait until tomorrow to post this, but I'm going to Fanime con so I probably won't have time! Please enjoy some fem!Alastor comp het hours feat. gratuitous smut.