#sobs <3 thank you to the two that commissioned me if you see this i am on my knees at your feet etc etc

[dragonballwish]

i am planning on posting 1-3 arts if I can finish em.... pls....

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

🫂 Solomon x Fem! Parent! Reader || It's Going To Be Just Fine, I'm Not Going Anywhere Pt2 🫂

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Word Count: 3, 180 words

Scenario: Solomon spends the night holding you in the only way he knows to really comfort you in the situation between you and that ex husband of yours.

Includes: possessive Solomon undertones??

Thank you for commissioning me and being so patient with me and your story! I hope you enjoy it and I want you to know how powerful you are mama! Keep fighting, you got this! ✨

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As much as you didn't want to, you just couldn't seem to hold back the tears.

It hurts, so, so much and all you can do is be angry… frustrated and annoyed.

Oh course he lied, that's all he ever seems to do damned bastard but you being upset doesn't seem to change anything.. to change the fact even though you were so highly upset. The court had even been dumb enough to listen to him as many did in cases like these when it came to a man's word over a woman's when kids were involved.

You didn't know why it was set up that way but you did know that the feeling in your chest was strangely similar to actually being torn apart from the inside out.

You had spent so much time creating that child; your beautiful and loving son and you couldn't even begin to explain how the whole situation now felt like a part of you was forcefully being ripped away from you.

You didn't want to always put it on Solomon; to always have a reason to break down but of course Solomon never regretted being at your side.

Even now; so sob into his chest and Solomon breathes carefully through his nose and back out.

He's so incredibly pissed off.

He hates seeing you like this; seeing you go through such a rough time because of some failure of a man and Solomon was convinced he had enough reasons to actually put your husband down like the dog he is. He tries not to because he knows you still care, at least to an extent and though he's a powerful sorcerer Solomon has been refraining from actually hurting that man unless you gave him the okay.

That doesn't mean he hasn't been doing things though. At times going off and looking into crystal balls, analyzing and picking at the situation in ways to see what exactly could he do and oh was there so many things.

Though hurting him… horribly is on the list, Solomon takes his time with these things. He takes his time with these things; sending over spirits to torment that man in every which way as well as keeping an eye on your baby and it's a long process but Solomon is a very patient man and he's willing to watch your ex husband for as long as he needed to if it meant keeping your child out of harm's way because… Solomon was now his father as well.. and to be honest, that made him even more protective over you and your son.

He's upset about this situation just as much as you are.

It's not fair.

It's a thought that's come to his mind many times before and I'm his lifetime Solomon has learn that realistically many things weren't fair but that's exactly why he had taken this path, exactly why he was who he was because Solomon was a deeply passionate man.

He rubs your back as the two of you sit in bed, the blankets tossed down to make more room and you had woke up so upset that the windows hadn't even been drawn but something about that was fine because the way that Solomon held you while rubbing soothing circles in your back while you helplessly hiccuped made you feel young again. As if you yourself was a child in need of support and attention and care and Solomon was more than happy to give it to you. To give you anything and everything. He's warm, so warm as you grip his shoulders and nuzzle your head a bit closer and you a choked sob falls from your pretty lips. Solomon enjoys the closeness, the warmth and the arms around you managed to pull you even closer so he could nuzzle you back.

Why is this so hard?

It's something that's been on Solomon's mind. It's another reason why he'd simply prefer getting rid of this ex of yours but you were already going through so much.

He hums, it's a low sound that rumbles in his chest and his shirt is wet with her tears but because it's her he doesn't mind, not at all, not ever.

“I'm sorry..” he says in a careful whisper as he continues to hold you, holding you ever closer, hands gripping a bit at your shirt.

He feels like it's his responsibility. As if that he's not doing enough to help and it's slowly but surely tearing him apart and digging at him. All he wants to do is see you happy, to see him happy.. your son… and Solomon felt that ever since he watched you come down that isle and stand before him in that brilliant and lovely gown dress to say yes to spending the rest of your life with him that he was meant to protect you two.

He just wants it all to stop sometimes, just for this to be peaceful and not have to worry about these things but for now this was their situation and though it drove Solomon mad; he was going to go through it with you, by your side. Just as he had promised to do so.

His voice makes you let out a shaky breath, face lightly lifting from his chest the brush you cheek against his shoulder and simply rest against him for that moment. It makes you feel bad, as if maybe… this whole situation could possibly drive Solomon off? You couldn't quite explain it yet but it was a thought that had settled snugly in your gut months ago, possibly ever before you knew anything about Solomon but still… he was here so you were also very grateful. Your voice is wrecked and your face is all red and wet.

He clutches you even tighter, hugging you like you'd vanish and disappear right before him if he didn't.

“All I ever thrive to do is take care of the two of you.” He breathes, taking in your scent and tracing your skin. You pull back, breathing shakily and he looks at you with eyes that are so soft and amiable.

“I… hate seeing you so upset my love…” he admits, a soft smile playing one his lips only moments after as his hands slowly move; running up from your back and instead moving to carefully cup your cheeks, those cheeks that he loved kissing so much and of course that's what he leans in to do first. Taking the time to slowly move in and start by swiping his thumbs slowly under your eyes, catching those tears and cleaning that beautiful face of yours even though his actions on seem to make you heart ache a bit more. It's really not a big deal, no matter how many times you cry he wants to be able to catch those tears. To wipe them away, kiss them, love on you in every possible way until you didn't hurt as much.

You slowly move your own hands now, trailing them up his arms carefully until your palms cupped his own, holding his his as he held your cheeks.

“I.. love you so much.” You say softly, sweetly as you gently rub his wrists and knuckles and then move to kiss the inside of his hand. Your lips are warm and Solomon watches the scene was baited breath. He didn't even realize he was blushing.

“Please… don't beat yourself up about it…” you whimper softly right after and Solomon halfheartedly scoffs at those words because he knows you're saying them because you hate that ex of yours so much…

“I love you too… I've always loved you.” He says back, and honestly Solomon has never felt like he'd be so in love that before that he'd be this investive. When he had been younger he had a few interactions here and there that could have possibly been something but when he crossed your path he specifically remembers carefully glancing at you before stopping and calling out to you. Solomon had been so charming, introducing himself and then asking you about yourself, curious to know anything and everything all of the sudden and he had ever surprised himself back then but as he held you now and looked you in your eyes here and now he knew that no matter what happened he'd never regret coming to you and deciding to fall in love with you.

“I'm supposed to care so I will and I do.” He says firmly and it makes you shake just hearing how much he means those words.

Solomon never seemed to be the type to hold his tongue on these kinds of things.

His words make you sob harder, your hands gripping him and squeezing him closer and Solomon doesn't argue at all.

He holds you for a while longer and honestly Solomon was willing to hold you all throughout the night if he had to, all throughout eternity if you allowed him to. He could start now right? Of course he could, anything to make you feel just a bit better. With a soft sigh he looks at you again.

“I know it most likely won't stop the pain my dear but how about we take a moment to breathe?” He says with that soothing voice of his and you shakily sniffle against him as he continues to gently rub and wipe your tears away. “Let's take a moment to calm down and ease our nevers, and then… we can talk about it some more after you've calmed down a bit. Its… difficult to focus when you are stressed..” He continues to speak and though it hurts so much you can't help but find the idea one to look into. You didn't even particularly care about what you and Solomon did as long as it eased the pressure in your heart even just by the tiniest bit. He looks at you expectantly.

“I'll help you.”

He says it so carefully and sweetly as if he's talking to a small rabbit and trying not to accidentally scare you away but you manage to crack the smallest of smiles even through your tears.

“Okay.”

You agreed and at that Solomon hums lightly in approval before gently pulling you out his lap so that he could be able to get up out the bed instead. Once standing you see what he's wearing, something loose and comfortable as he doesn't enjoy sleeping in anything too fitted. Solomon moves to walk around the bed as you sniffle and move to follow his movements up until he's now standing on your side of the bed where he then holds out a hand to you, offering it so you could take hold of it and the way his eyes look at you it's enough to make you breathe a sigh of temporary relief. The look in his eyes are always so honest, as if Solomon had nothing to hide and it's hard not to acknowledge it especially considering how many people seemed to have so many things about the sorcerer himself. Solomon was like one of those animals that you had to spend time with before he opened up, a lot of time, and your ex has fucked with your mind long enough…

You needed this.

And so you reach out with a smooth palm and take his hand in your own and he's as warm as he usually is but you’d never get tired of feeling his skin against your own. You smile weakly at him and Solomon returns the smile though his is just a bit bigger as he slowly pulls you from the bed and you don't argue and fight with him, climbing forward before eventually planting your feet on the floor and standing up with him.

Solomon hugs you close when you actually get to your feet, wrapping his arms around you to giving you a big bear hug and really the fact that Solomon was such a sweetie like this was the exact reason you had managed to fall in love with him in the first place. The exact reason why when you had officially started a relationship with him you wanted to actually be free from your shitty ex so you could live like a happy family like you had always wanted and dreamt of doing. A family where you and your son could both feel as loved as physically, mentally and spiritually possible…and Solomon had shown up like a gift sent from the gods themselves and spun your world right on its head. He was so wonderful, so perfect, it was something you realized in those little moments where it had just been the two of you. Moments like participating in after school activities together, talking about spirits and the unknown…moments where you two say together and spent hours talking about the future and what was to come of it.

You loved Solomon, and for quite a while now.

You let out a little laugh as he takes your hand and his and leads the two of you to the bathroom that was just feet aside, switching on the light and eagerly taking your cheeks once more and placing kisses on each one.

The plan being for you to bathe with him now, to get cleaned up... Freshened up. Maybe even eat something right after that before cuddling the night away?

The second definitely sounded more pleasing. And it seems like both of you agree on it. To help the other feel extra cared for and loved for tonight.

The bath feels far greater than you thought it would. You don't know if Solomon used some sort of magic that made it feel like each and every ache were nothing but tickles along your skin but you loved it nonetheless. The hitched breaths and gentle whispers led to his lips running over your skin, hands helping bathe your body.. the body that he loved no matter what it looked like. He can't care less, never cared to begin with and Solomon could admit that at times when he looked at you all he could think about was just how inappropriate his thoughts could get sometimes.

He loves you far too much.

He even wonders how you'd feel having another baby at times.. but immediately after the thought formed his brows furrowed in irritation as that ex husband of yours came back. He really wonders what you'd do and or think if he brought up those thoughts out of everything else but instead… he runs his lips along your shoulders and caresses you. Massaging you while soap bubbles of all sorts form over your skin.

He just wants to be with you and your son… and he doesn't exactly mean to but out of slight frustration he grunts and it catches your attention, making you perk.

“W-What’s wrong?” You'd ask, hands moving to gently trail along his own and Solomon sighs.

“You know what's wrong… he's annoying. Infuriating.. I just don't understand sometimes why others have to be so stubborn about these things…” He actually explains and you don't mean to but you manage to huff out a laugh. As serious as the conversation was and could get, knowing that Solomon cared so much about his own future with you and your son was enough to make you feel like you were melting against him as the water ran over the both of you.

“Are you pouting, my dear?” You ask softly as he presses kisses to your skin and Solomon huffs this time and you grin feeling the pout form on his lips.

“And if I am?” He responds and oh you really do love him more than you can even bother to describe sometimes. More than the earth and moon in the sky and so many times you find yourself wondering where you'd be without this precious man in your life.

When the shower is over you smile at him with soft eyes, the warm water having made you just a bit drowsy and after everything all you wanted to do now was go to bed. Hold Solomon against you; cling to him like some sort of needy koala perhaps and whisper the most gentle and tender things to each other before falling asleep in each other's arms as if the other was worried their partner would just vanish from their hold if they didn't. He has similar thoughts, a little grin on his lips as his hair seems to stick to his naked skin, water droplets running down his frame and he dries off with you. Helps you clean up the bathroom before drying off together and getting dressed in comfy clothes before heading out the bedroom this time to head down to the kitchen and get something nice and filling. It's a calming experience; being so warm and you actually found yourself being more drowsy then you had thought you'd be after that shower.

It's noticable; you nearly dozed off eating your meal and Solomon chuckled warm heartedly because how is he not supposed to find you so cute?

He takes his time helping you because yes you may be sleepy but Solomon is a persistent partner, one who wants to actually make sure you're fully and completely satisfied in everything that the two of you did together. When you are finished with what you eat the two of you take the time to clean up a bit here as well. Talking to each other and simply being in each other's presence and once done turning off the lights to head back to the bedroom and oh are you ready for it. You both are.

The second you both seem to get all comfy under the layers of warm blankets and comfort items Solomon doesn't seem to waste any time before carefully wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in so close that there's not an inch of space between the two of you. His touches continue here, gentle running his palms over your arms, your stomach, your hips until you can't help but get lost in touch and the touches. Your eyes rolling and then fluttering, a weak attempt at fighting the urge to just completely doze off here and as expected you many to lose the battle. Though, not without whispering how much you loved him in the quiet darkness of your room and Solomon resist chuckling when he feels your breath grow deeper signifying the fact that did lose the battle between staying awake and sleep.

You're so cute.

Solomon hums lightly before letting his own eyes flutter shut; hugging you and breathing in your scent.

Dealing with your ex husband was definitely a pain in the ass… but Solomon knows just how strong you are. How brave and intelligent you are… and though he's here to help and support you the whole way along this path he knows just how powerful you are and he wants you to know the same.

[thehomeofplatonicfics]

Hiya! I am soooo happy you opened your request box cause I've been loving all your fics so far <3 Can I request a hogwarts legacy mc reader fic talking to a portrait of professor fig after the events of the game? I always think they game never acknowledged how upset mc would really be losing fig, like their expression in the funeral was so blank it was painful!!

A/N: Oh my gosh, anon! Thank you so much for being the first person to send me a request! I 100% agree with you, like I was sobbing during that scene and MC just scrunches their nose?! I honestly think this is my best fic, so please if you like it do tell me! <3

I Miss You

MC!Reader x Professor Fig (platonic!)

It had only been two months since you became the hero of Hogwarts. Only two months since the only father figure you’d ever had died. The professors had quickly commissioned his portrait, and for over a week now he had hung proudly inside the office of his Magical Theory classroom. You had yet to visit the portrait of Professor Fig. The upcoming OWLs, only days away, were your main excuse. That you simply didn’t have time. In truth, you were scared to confront your loss head on… no one could make you admit how much Eleazar Fig’s passing had affected you.

As you left an early morning study session, you mused about how difficult it would be for Professor Fig’s successor. They would surely know that they had big shoes to fill. You imperceptibly shook your head to yourself, whoever they were… you almost felt sorry for them.

Heading down the corridor towards the Great Hall for a well-deserved breakfast, you walked past the classroom you’d come to know so well. Suddenly, you felt rooted to the spot. It was like you were hit with your grief all at once. You realised what you were truly afraid of… the future, one you had to face without your mentor.

You needed to see the office. You needed Professor Fig. Gliding towards the classroom, eyes searching the corridor for anyone watching you, you slipped through the classroom door. Passing through the empty classroom, you cautiously opened the office door that you once used to bolt through. The confidence was gone, maybe forever.

It was difficult to miss the large painting hanging behind the professor’s desk, and your eyes instantly locked with his familiar brown ones. He gave a smile of relief, and you felt your breath hitch in your throat. “Ah, Y/N. I wondered when I’d be seeing you. What brings you here?” You felt yourself welling up, and you balled your hands into fists to try and maintain some composure. His voice was like a drop of rain in the midst of the hottest desert.

“I just… I just need some advice.” The words tumbled out of you before you could think about it as you slowly stepped closer and closer to the painting. “The Hero of Hogwarts needing my humble advice? Sounds serious.” He spoke with a bemused tone. You jumped up to sit on top of his desk, hunching over to make yourself as small as possible, hands clasped tightly. Anything to stop yourself from breaking down. “You are… were a hero too.” You muttered under your breath.

“What troubles you, my young friend?” He looked at you with furrowed brows and a concerned gaze. He had never seen you so downtrodden before.

“Well, I don’t know… I guess just - everyone else has had five years to prepare for the exams. And I, well, I’ve only had one.” You rolled your eyes at yourself, almost feeling silly for complaining about it. “And you’ve done exceptionally well, you’ve surpassed any expectations that anyone had of you. Including me, and my expectations of you were already very high.”

“What if I’ve not done enough?” You questioned, deliberately looking anywhere except at Fig’s painting. “What if I don’t get the grades I need?” The painting shook his head with a lopsided smile. After all you’d accomplished, you still couldn’t see your true worth. “I know you shall. I’ve seen you work, I’ve seen your abilities. There is no doubt in my mind you’ll get at least Exceeds Expectations in every class.” You shook your head slowly, wanting to believe it but feeling like something was blocking you. A few moments of silence passed, the professor patiently waiting for you to continue, knowing instinctively that something more was bothering you.

“What will my future be? What do I want to be?” You looked up, staring directly into his painted eyes, desperately trying to remember his real ones. How warm they had been, how you could see decades of wisdom and experience behind them. “I’ve known so little about this world, and now I have to decide my whole future in it.” Your voice cracked as you struggled to keep your emotions bottled in. Professor Fig nodded his head sagely, and you knew he understood what you needed in that moment.

“You’d like my help to decide?” It was more of a statement than a question. “Help me prioritise which subjects to focus on.” A hand ran through your hair, then over your face. “I’ll need the best grades in subjects I carry to NEWTs… and those exams determine my career, right?” The painting hesitated, clasping his hands in front of him before humming in agreement.

Silence again. This time it was charged, heavy with words unsaid. You wanted to break the silence but didn’t know what to say. Technically, the Professor Fig in front of you wasn’t really him and as you chewed on your lip staring at floor below the painting, you were painfully aware of it.

“I think you should consider taking Magical Theory as a NEWT.” Your head whipped up to meet Fig’s gaze, eyebrows raised. “No… No, I couldn’t.” He frowned, his head tilting slightly. “Why not? We spent the whole year researching your own magic, I think you could teach the class yourself now.” He chuckled to himself, but the eyes that once sparkled when he laughed remained the same dull brown. Another reminder that things would never be the same. “Because… it wouldn’t be you teaching me. I don’t think I could stand it. Someone else standing where you should be.”

You stared at each other for a few moments before you broke the eye contact, lowering your eyes into your lap, your hands almost bleeding from how deep you were digging your nails into your skin.

“Y/N, I may never have taught you officially in my class, but you’ll always be my proudest achievement. I hope you know that.” He always knew exactly what to say, even when you didn’t know what you needed to hear. The tears slipped down your cheeks before you could stop them, and soon the floodgates opened and all the bottled emotions came seeping out at once.

“I miss you so much. I don’t know how I’ll do this without you.” Loud sobs echoed across the office, and a hand lay on your chest as you tried to fight the intensity of what you were feeling. “You taught me everything, I wouldn’t even be here without you. And now I have to continue on without my… father.”

The painting of the Professor looked shocked for a moment before he melted into a warm smile. If he could have hugged you, he would have. “I’ll always be here, Y/N. I know it isn’t quite the same. But the advantage of being a painting is that you’ll always know where to find me. I won’t be off on a week-long research project… or sent off on one of the headmaster’s silly errands.”

A quiet giggle escaped you, soon developing into a real laugh. It was brief, but it was time you’d laughed since he died. Professor Fig smiled down at you, pleased to see a glimpse of your old self again. You wiped away your tears, summoning a parchment and quill. “Okay. Let’s get down to business, shall we?” You announced with a true smile, one that the painting returned with a fond nod. It wasn't quite the same, but the painting would help you through your grief. You'd always have a piece of your mentor in your heart.

[hatkuu]

taps my claws together... Did u know the typical structure of wolf packs out in the wild is a breeding pair and all of their pups (some leave as they enter sexual maturity [~2 years old, males more likely] to start their own packs, but a fair share stay and help raise the next litters of pups).

Anyway. Imagine a PC with the wolf tf mentioning/confessing this to Kylar and just how overjoyed Kylar might be by the fact... Esp if they got the wolf tf From said PC, but either way - to think!! That PC might want them as their mate (*surely* they do, to tell them this), to *breed* with them, to have a loving family like that... isn't it ideal? And of course, even if PC didn't tell them directly, it's not like Kylar can't do their own research <3...

OR wolf tf Kylar themself!! Scrawny little thing... Having found such a perfect mate, wanting so *badly* to have a family (pack) again after their parents got sick and Sydney stopped talking to them, so devoted and loving and wagging their tail rapidly as spend time together, helpless to stop it bc they're just so happy... (TRYING TO HIDE HOW MUCH THEIR TAIL WANTS TO WAG IN THEIR LOW LOVE STAGES BC THEYRE STILL SHY AROUND YOU......)

Just. Thinking so much about Kylar getting to be part of a pack honestly bc it's really sweet to me. Maybe throw Sydney in there for funsies (+ so they'd have more warm connections than just PC and any theoretical kids/pups) also... Honestly I just think it's cute to consider them getting what the want and it hit me a moment ago that would pack structures do kinda lend to that

(BONUS: SUPER LATE. BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REPLYING TO MY FOXBOY KYLAR ASK SO HEARTFULLY IT WAS ABSOLUTELY FUCKING DELIGHTFUL TO READ. BEAMS)

(i'm so glad you enjoyed my rambling!! reveal your blog to me right now. get off anon. i love seeing big asks in my inbox! they're always so fun to read and they make me feel like i've gotten a FREE COMMISSION AFHSKJK) (also i gravitated towards m! kylar for this ehe) wolf tf stuff and having babies with kylar stuff below

you confess anything about starting a family to this freak he loses it. gets himself so worked up that it's all he's been thinking about for a week straight. he starts mishearing things you say - he has to slap a hand over his mouth to stop himself from moaning out loud if you mention anything regarding his/your wolf tf.

also. kylar doing his own research is SOOOO true. this would happen with ANY tf that you have. looks up mating rituals, what ur tf finds most attractive in a mate (and replicates it horribly), and googles when ur mating season is. he's a freak. probably hyperfixates on your tf and blurts out fun (disgustingly degenerate) animal facts while you're hanging out with him. eg. "did you know wolves mate for life??? what do you look for in a mate, pc?? :)"

i feel like if he's the one with the tf, he's a lot whinier about his ruts. makes it out like he's bed-ridden and needs you to take care of him. please please please let him knot you! if you're the one going into heat/rut, he'd be all over you! doesn't want you leaving the orphanage/his room. look! you're presenting yourself to him as soon as he walks in! you can't possibly go out when you're acting like this!! it'd be unsafe!!

i think kylar obsessing over starting a pack with you is 100% accurate. he'd get so emotional and sappy over everything. probably cries with happiness after you let him knot you for the first time, just because he's thinking about the litter you'll have (yes. he refers to ur babies as a litter/pups. even if he's the one without the tf. sobbing.)

a pack with sydney would be ...something. poor sydney would turn into a glorified babysitter. so many little feral children running around and they're all clones of kylar. it is SHOCKING how virile his sperm is. with the amount of children kylar insists on the two of you having together, you'd think that some of them would look like you, but no. kylar taints the gene pool. they're all coming out with dark hair and freakish little green eyes. yeah. poor sydney.

[kentopedia]

hi there ! i hope this isn’t an uncomfortable question. but im in awe with ur selfship art, u guys look stunning /p. i was wondering if u could perhaps recommend ur favorite selfship artists? im hoping to get more comms in the future. be sure to take care of urself <3

hi!! omg no not an uncomfortable question at all <3 thank you so much you’re so sweet 🥹 of course !!! i tend to stick to the same artists sob, so i don’t have as many recs as some others on here, i’m always trying to find some new ones <3 but my personal three favorites:

@/nintnot on instagram is my favorite !!! they don’t have any bsd work posted, but they did this one of me & dazai if you want to see an example for him!! :) it’s one of my favoritesss she’s the sweetest and she draws every character so beautifully!! i have two more ideas i want to commission her for again

@/luvluvluv06 on twitter is another good one!! i haven’t posted the comm i from her yet but a she has a pretty wide portfolio posted <3 a lot of people on here commission her

and then @/puri24A on twitter did the one in my pinned <3 she’s so fast and sweet, and i think she has done dazai before also if you want to see an example of their bsd work !! such a unique style!!

i’m a little picky about how people draw nanami & since i get the most of him, i dont branch out much LMAO. i’d definitely look into them though <3 i feel like their pricing is all very fair also! i have a couple other artists if you look in my selfships that have done art for me, but i recommend these three the most :))

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#5

You're my honeybunch, sugar plum, pumpy-umpy-umpkin. You're my sweetie pie. ♡

You're my cuppycake, gumdrop,

Snoogums snoogums, You're the apple of my eye 💛

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#4

There has been so much that has gone into today. Laxus has asked so many people for help. Mirajane, Erza, Cana, even Lucy, Levy and Wendy. He needed it to be perfect. He knows you’ve been down and stressed, and he couldn’t bare to see you that way anymore.

So when you come into the guild hall after everyone’s gone home just like he asked and he sees the shining smile on your face, everything feels like it will be okay. Warmth filled his chest and his lungs squeeze so unbelievably tight at your expression, the child like wonder and adoration.

There’s flowers, candles and floating lights all around and soft music playing from somewhere. He’s got a lovely dinner set for the two of you and the gesture has tears teasing the corners of your eyes. The real tears wouldn’t come until after the meal. He gets up and holds his hand out to you and the heat that fills your face is unrivaled. As he holds you in his arms he pressed a soft kiss to your temple.

“Mira taught me the recipe. Lucy taught me the dance. Y’know, ‘cause she grew up fancy.” He sounded so nervous. “Some of the other girls helped me make the place all nic—”

“Thank you. Laxus, this is so incredible. You didn’t have to do all this for me.” His features get so soft then, softer than you’ve ever seen them, and his eyes hold all the love ever made in the universe.

“For you, I would do anything.”

(I didn’t read or edit this I’m sorry oof)

I AM HIDING UNDER A BLANKET RN

SQEALING INTO A PILLOW

BLUSHING

NEVER WANTED A HUG SO BAD IN MY LIFE

This is so cute and sweet and perfect, if someone did this for me I would break down and sob

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MY NAME CHANGE WAS APPROVED

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#2

SO in love with this selfship art I commissioned from @iwaasfairy I don't even have the words for how much I love it. Never commissioned anything like this before but I will definitely be doing it again 💋 looking at it makes me feel all shy please it's so cute

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[huggingkoalas]

I truly understand all the work they put in their commissions, I support and appreciate that but fr sometimes it's really expensive 😭 like we are all poor pleasee

If I was a sugar mommy I would donate to you, but unfortunately I'm not 😔

Yeah, most of Nat funkos are vaulted now, so it's really hard to find and always expensive. Ohhh I have Yelena 607, I remember that I found her at a toy store and with a good price, I was like is that real???? Luck me 😅

Keeping them in their boxes it's much easier to clean too! I like the boxes like you haha but it's really cute seeing the pop details when they are outside 🤏

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man, might have to find myself a sugar mommy/daddy then 😔 i’m jk my emotional support teddy bear, i love you for who you are, money or not :3

yeah, it sucks that most of them are vaulted :( for some reason i haven’t had any luck finding someone who’s selling natasha from infinity wars with her box unopened :(

omg you’re so lucky wtf! i really wanna get yelena 607, she looks so cool with the combined batons :( i would literally do anything just to get her sobs

honestly my funko addiction goes pretty crazy to the point where i even go to toyrs r us locations overseas just to see if there’s any wanda/natasha/yelena/kate funkos. i’ve only had luck finding hawkeye 1211 (which i bought) and wanda 1328 (but the box was damaged so i didnt get it).

and yes, for some reason toyrs r us are still open in asia? which is good, cause it’s one of the two shops i go to to find funkos :3

oh yeah, true! but i put my funkos in a plastic protector, so they’re safe and sound :3 i’d hate to see any damages on the funko box... and thank god the protectors are cheap too, going for $1 each :3

maybe one day i’ll open the funkos from their boxes... but aaa just thinking about how much the price will drop just by opening the box makes me go insane lmaoo

[derangederensimp]

DAD CHOSO 👀👀👀👀

Selection #1 for celebrating 600 & 700 Followers! Thank you again. A reminder requests are closed until further notice but feel free to send some in still! Or if you’d like to commission a fic from me please Dm!

Dad Choso FLUFF

Jujutsu Kaisen

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Soon to be Dad Choso when he first found out you were pregnant tended to everything you needed. He never wanted you to overexert yourself. He cried when you showed him the positive pregnancy test.

Soon to be Dad Choso carry’s around every ultrasound photo that was taken of the baby, showing it off to all his coworkers and explaining how big the baby was in terms of what fruit/vegetable they were weighing in and sizing at.

Soon to be Dad Choso rubbed your feet everytime you asked when your feet ached.

Soon to be Dad Choso took you on a shopping spree to buy all the baby things you would need. Already spoiling the unborn child.

Soon to be dad Choso told you he didn’t want to know the gender because he wanted it to be a surprise when they came.

Soon to be dad Choso spent all night setting up the nursery and putting together other things you would need.

Soon to be Dad Choso requested time off to be with you everyday once you got closer to your due date.

Soon to be Dad Choso nested with you.

Soon to be Dad Choso rubbed your round belly every night placing a kiss on it before the two of you went to bed every night. He made sure to tell the baby he loved them very much.

Soon to be Dad Choso planned the best maternity photos and scheduled babies first pictures when they would a few weeks old.

Soon to be Dad Choso cuddled you every night rubbing your belly and would wake up everytime there was a kick “don’t tell me your already taking possession of mommy, she was mine first.” He said the baby kicking harder at his hand.

Soon to be Dad Choso kept his cool when your water broke and your contractions got closer together, grabbing the hospital bag and making sure the car seat was secure. Helping you into the car.

Dad Choso cried when his little girl made her appearance into the world. He couldn’t stop looking at you and the baby, how beautiful she was like just like her mama.

Dad Choso became very protective of his little girl and he took less hours to be by your side to watch all the milestones she reached.

Dad Choso was ecstatic when you told him a year later that you were pregnant once again.

Dad Choso freaked out slightly when he found out it was twin boys this time the doctor made the mistake of gasping at the screen making two concerned parents and a confused one year old seemingly asking questions with her angrily babbling.

Dad Choso started only exclusively working nights here and there to make sure he spent time with everyone.

Dad Choso would bring all 3 children into your bedroom and lay them between the two of you reading a nighttime story every night.

Dad Choso asked if you would want a few more kids and smile was brought to his face when you said maybe 2 more and then he’s getting snipped.

Two years passed before you blessed his ears with the words of “I’m pregnant again and it’s all your fault!” A sobbing mess from the hormones.

Dad Choso always shared the responsibilities with you, there was no asking for him to do something he just did it because that’s what fathers do.

Dad Choso sat with his eyes wide open when the doctor said this time there was 3, two girls, and one boy. You would have fainted right then and there. The 3 Toddlers cheered hearing the news of 3 more siblings joining them.

Dad Choso was proud of himself for giving you 6 children.

Dad Choso loved all the children equally.

Dad Choso kept a photo in his wallet of him wearing a shirt that said “I made them all” all 6 children clinging to his legs and arms.

Dad Choso was forced by his little princesses to dress up either as their prince or as a princess like him so sometimes you’d come downstairs and see him wearing a tiara and a pink glittery tutu that even he wouldn’t take off after the girls went to play with something else.

Dad Choso would run you a bath letting you relax while he read the children a bedtime story.

Dad Choso would try holding all 6 kids in his arms or around his arms whenever he could. When the triplets were born he would carry the three of them in a carrier strapped to his chest and the toddlers would cling to his arms.

Dad Choso learned how to braid hair so he could help you get the girls ready for school while you fixed up your sons hair.

Dad Choso taught his sons how to be gentlemen and to protect their sisters.

Dad Choso played catch and tag with his sons whenever they wanted to

Sometimes Dad Choso would pass out on the couch with all the children’s baby blankets covering him instead of a big blanket right next to him.

Dad Choso was a happy man spending the rest of his life with his beautiful wife and beautiful children. He did not end up getting a vasectomy because he found your journal saying you wouldn’t mind having just a few more after watching him be such an amazing father.

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[submissive-wifey]

𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧 ft. Kaedehara Kazuha

Disclaimer ; Angsty, Mild fluff, Established relationship, Xiao and Beidou mentioned

You just finished your training with Xiao and it's already the sun is setting

" y/n, Should I walk you back home? " Xiao asked you

" It's fine, thanks for everything Mr. Conqueror of Demons " You said with a wink

You packed your things and began walking back to your home

It's a tough day today for you cause you had so many commissions and Xiao scold

You for being late and of course, in your training too

You sighed, you wonder how was your beloved Kaedehara Kazuha today

Is he alright? Is he fine?

You smiled, just thinking of him

[ Kazuha giving you flowers, surprising you ]

It's already been 6 months Kazuha is working In the Alcor, Though

Isn't he supposed to be back home by now?

And yet, from the past 6 months he came back, Kazuha was acting strange?

Or is he just tired? But you feel insecure..

After 6 months back home and after 3 days he return working again in the Alcor..

Is that normal? It's unusual

You already arrive to your home, put your things on the sofa

You inspect the house to see if there is " Kazuha " around in your home

But you saw a note covered by the small stone

" Hello, my loved,

I'm unable to return back home for the moment my loved, I still have undergo task to do in the Alcor, and I brought your Jade Parcels and Jewelry Soup, your favorite food

I do wish I could return back home right now and cuddle you but I ought to..

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I miss you

                                                                                                                                                                                                              Your, Kaedehara Kazuha"

You sighed, after reading the note.. His letter..

It looks like it was about to start to rain

You thought about buying groceries cause you felt like you run out of food

You picked up your purse and your umbrella that was gifted by Kazuha

…

You stop by on the shelter you found

The rain was heavily poured from the sky

You remember about you and Kazuha dancing in the rain

" I found very romantic dancing in the rain with me " Kazuha said

You sighed and smiled after remembering the memories you had with Kazuha

It was already dark, light shining around

And you saw a cream haired man wearing a red and black clothes.. You're surprise

You chase the man and somehow, he just disappeared

Left and right, you actually saw him but he suddenly disappeared

Front and back, you saw him but.. He disappeared..

You thought that you're mistaken that guy is the man you loved or you just miss him so much?

You were so drenched in your soaked clothes cause of the rain

You walk around and around.. and around…

Roaming and you finally saw him

It was.. It was the man you loved with another woman..

You felt dejected..

No, you're just mistaken..

No, It looks like..

It looks like he was dancing with that woman..

You drop your things and tears start falling to your cheeks

" No.. It can't be.. " Heavy tears running down to your cheeks while watching the two

Kazuha looks really happy with that woman, He do be look flattered..?

He's smiling and laughing

You saw Beidou drinking alcohol with her crews in the corner

" So.. This the reason why you can't come home…? It was strange since you came back from the past 6 months, Or I'm just a fool.. Our relationship will end up here.. "

You walked back sobbing.. Rain falling.. It was tiring..

Light shinning all around..

[bumbleklee]

Hi! I love your work and I’ve been binging it for a while! <3 I was wondering if I could have some angst and a broken heart since it seems I like to suffer. ;’) Can I have headcannon with an insecure adventurer reader who’s in a relationship with one of the Mondstadt boys (or just the dark night because I’m down bad since he didn’t come home). They are insecure because while they are a great adventurer, ever since the traveler came, they’ve been living in the traveler’s shadow with everyone, even possibly the readers lover, praising the traveler. The reader takes on increasingly difficult missions, even putting their life on the line since they feel as though they have to prove themselves. In an attempt to stop the reader, the Mondstadt boys tell the reader that they aren’t the traveler, but instead of the good intent behind it, the reader takes it as if their lover prefers the traveler and decides to try and give up adventuring since they realized that not once did their lover go on an adventure with them, but they did with the Traveler. This was long, I’m sorry, but feel free to reject it! Stay safe and healthy!

hey!!! a few little notes: i ended up going with just diluc and instead of hcs, i wrote a little one-shot. i hope you enjoy it and i hope i nailed your idea lol <3 enjoy! (requests are open)  also: u will pull diluc!!! and thank u for ur support :3

before reading: 1.8k words, little mentions of blood but nothing graphic, kinda angsty w feelings of despair (tw?? idk), under cut for length

The first time you realized you had fallen into Lumine’s shadow is when your weekly commissions are given to her. Jean didn’t give you much explanation when she sent you home for the day but you could only assume it’s because Lumine could do them better

The second time is when you were absent for a weekend to clear out Hiluchurls from Wolvendome and when you returned back to Mondstadt to share the news, everyone was preoccupied helping Lumine find her brother.

The third time is when, despite your tireless efforts to protect your hometown this year, Lumine was chosen as the Windblume Star.

You had gone from the Knights of Favonius' greatest knight to a mere shadow. Your accomplishments and achievements felt like nothing when compared to Lumine’s and you became desperate to be known again. You watched your teammates pick Lumine over you, choosing to accompany her on adventures, and your friends constantly chatting about how amazing she was.

And, well, she was.

Lumine was beautiful. She was delicate and soft and fought gracefully, while you often came home covered in dirt or blood. And she was kind - so, so kind. She offered her hand to you on multiple occasions, never once seeing you as the threat you saw her as. And beyond her looks, Lumine was passionate and strong and everything you were not. She had everything you had and more except for one thing.

Diluc.

But when you saw Lumine sitting at the bar in the tavern, sharing a daring story with your boyfriend, you became doubtful.

From your seat on the second level of the tavern, you had a perfect view of the pair. Diluc looked happy - perhaps even happier than with you - and your heart broke. Would Lumine be the end of an era between you and Diluc? You loved Diluc to death and all you wanted was for him to be happy.

The truth was, you were running out of patience, running out of fake enthusiasm and fake laughs and fake smiles when Diluc bragged to you about what Lumine did that day. The constant praises and compliments towards a woman who wasn’t even in the room tore you apart bit-by-bit. You were finding it harder to get through each day as Diluc slipped through your fingers.

When you finally broke your silence, you talked to Kaeya.

It was an accidental breakdown - Kaeya had made a cheeky comment about how his brother was spending an awfully lot of time with the traveler and you just broke down. Realizing the severity of the situation, Kaeya pulled you into his office and closed the door. He let you sit at his desk until you calmed down.

“What’s going on?”

So, you told him. You finally let out the bottled up despair and, frankly, jealousy you had been holding in for the past few weeks. You told Kaeya about how you went from ‘hero to zero’ and how you didn’t even deserve to be a knight anymore.

“If I’m not a knight, I don’t have a purpose,” You said solemnly. “I haven’t picked up my sword in a month, Kaeya.”

Kaeya makes a noise of acknowledgement and urges you to continue.

“And I can’t stand how she’s better than me! I’m the Revolutionary Knight - not her!” Despite your angered words, you’re suppressing panic deep in your chest. “She’s already taken so much from me and she’s going to take Diluc.”

“Diluc loves you,” Kaeya reassures you. You’ve never heard his voice this soft and serious before. “Nothing Lumine can do is going to make Diluc ever stop loving you.”

Deep down, you knew that. You knew that Diluc loved you and planned to marry you one day, you knew that. It was just hard to convince your heart of that. As you stared down at the floor, you heard Kaeya sigh.

“Maybe you just need to show him you’re just as good at Lumine.”

That night, you packed a bag before Diluc got home from the tavern and left for Liyue. You would fight the Cryo Regisvine and bring back Diluc a hoarfrost core. He would see your heroic nature and forget all about Lumine - they all would.

***

When Diluc came home that night to find your absence, he began to worry. You were never one to leave without saying anything so Diluc rushed to the Knight’s Headquarters quickly. He was fortunate that Jean and Kaeya were still there finalizing some paperwork.

“Master Diluc?” Jean asked, rising from her desk as Diluc rushed inside her office. “Is everything alright?”

“Y/N is missing,” He said quickly.

“Missing? Are you sure?”

“Yes! They never go anywhere without telling me,” Diluc continued. He noticed Kaeya avert his gaze and snapped his eyes over to his brother, “Kaeya, what do you know?”

“I may have told them to do something heroic to win you back,” Kaeya said, realizing his idea may not have been the best.

Diluc’s eyes widened, “Win me back?”

Kaeya sighed and explained what was going on with you. Diluc’s heart dropped into his stomach and he couldn’t believe how stupid he had been. He should have been praising you, not Lumine. “They mentioned something about the Cryo Regisvine-”

Diluc didn’t let Kaeya speak another word before he took off. You couldn’t have gotten that far and when Diluc noticed the darkening weather, his feet picked up their pace.

***

A fierce gust of wind made you cover your face with your arms. Out of nowhere, it started pouring rain but you wouldn’t let that stop you. You pushed through the impending storm and made your way down into the cave where the ice monster lived. You gripped your sword tightly as the monster sensed your presence and unraveled, turning the downcoming rain into shards of ice that landed on your skin like needles.

Without much delay, you charged the Cryo Regisvine and landed three hits on its corolla before one of its leafy arms wacked into you, sending you hurdling backwards. Your sword was knocked out of your hand and you struggled to catch your breath.

More sharp icicles pierced your skin and a spray of freezing air coated your skin. Yet, you still managed to grab your sword and stand. Your hobbled toward the monster again and when the same leafy arm came towards you, you slashed at it.

The monster let out a screech and retracted itself before slamming it’s head down towards your body. You dodged the first hit but were caught off guard when the second hit knocked you off your feet. You barely had time to roll away when it slammed it’s head down a third time.

“Y/N!”

Diluc surged forwards, grabbing your arm and forcefully pulling you to your feet. Your sword became lost from your hold and the sudden movement caused the blade to scrape down your leg before clambering to the ground again. A nasty gash was left and you seethed.

He couldn’t even think as he pulled you away from the monster. You had never seen Diluc move so fast. He didn’t let you go until you were both far enough from the cave to feel secure. Diluc’s arms wrapped around your shoulders tightly and you were too stunned to say anything.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

Your mind felt foggy. You tried to open your mouth and speak but no words came out.

“Do you realize how dangerous that was?”

“I just...Lumine…”

Diluc pulled back at this and stared in your eyes. You couldn’t quite match the emotion on his face. “You’re not Lumine!”

His words cut deep and you felt tears soak your eyes. Maybe if your head was clearer and you could actually hear your thoughts, you would have realized Diluc didn’t mean it that way. But the only thing consuming your mind was that he was right. You weren’t Lumine and you would never be Lumine. “I know!” You cried out suddenly, “That’s why I have to go and kill that thing! So I can give you a hoarfrost core and you’ll love me again!”

Diluc only looked at you. His hands ran down from your shoulders to your hands and he brought your left hand to his lips. You heard him sigh before kissing your knuckle gently.

Your wet hair was dripping water down your face in freezing cold droplets. At that moment you felt useless. You weren’t able to fight the Cryo Regisvine and bring Diluc a hoarfrost core. He would leave you for Lumine and there was nothing you could do about it.

“You’re hurt,” Diluc said, motioning to your leg. In your desolate state, you had forgotten about the gaping wound on your leg that was pouring blood. “Come on - we’re going home.”

You were too upset to protest and let Diluc maneuver your body onto his back. You loosely wrapped your arms around his neck and relished in the warmth his vision released. You held onto Diluc like it was the last time you ever would.

The walk back to Mondstadt was silent and when you two arrived at your shared house, Diluc let you down on the couch. You could only stare at your lap.

“I’m sorry,” You finally mumbled, “Next time I’ll finish what I started.”

“There won’t be a next time,” Diluc said sternly, “No way you’re ever going there alone again.”

Your face stiffened into annoyance. “I’m the Revolutionary Knight - I can do it.”

“No, you can’t.” His words seemed cold and unusual but they were coated in concern. Diluc reached up and cupped your face with his large hands. You tried to pull away but his grip was firm, “It’s okay.”

The situation was suddenly overwhelming and far too much to deal with. The tears you had been holding back tumbled down your cheeks and your words were choked between sobs, “Lumine is so perfect and I’m not...I don’t want you to leave me...I know I’m not good enough but-”

He stopped your rambling with a kiss. “Don’t ever think you’re not good enough,” He whispered, taking you into his arms. You hid your sobs in Diluc’s chest as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. Eventually, your cries settled.

Diluc spent the rest of the night dressing your wound and laying with you in your bed. He didn’t stop comforting you until every horrible thought about yourself was gone from your mind. In the morning he would talk to you more but for now, his job was to make you feel strong again.

And it would take a while but one day you would come to realize that you were just as good as Lumine and no one could truly compare to you. Like the storm on that horrifying night, this too would pass.

[kirozai]

What if in the middle of doing something, their grace suddenly passed out and turns out they were overworked themselves this whole time? Like doing errands, commissions, even helping the simplest request to cleaning someone's roof or clearing up hilichurls's camp for 1000 mora

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trying to kill acolytes arent you?

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breaks.

obsessive worshipping, sfw, slight angst with comfort, soft yandere, religous themes, genshin cult au.

walking with tartaglia and zhongli things start to get blurry. time moves slower, fatigue gets to you, then you.. fall. but you never hit the ground. zhongli catches you just in time. your two acolytes are i panic mode to understand “what the hell just happened”, and “are you okay??”. they run to the nearest healer, in this case its the teapot. zhongli makes healing tea, tartaglia watches over you, qiqi tries her best to heal you, albedo tries to find out whats wrong with you, venti is outright sobbing, klee is aswell, xiao looks more worried then he looked when his friends died, and, i mean, i could go on and on but i think you get it.

around 12 minutes later your eyes flutter open and you see all of your cult around you waiting and hoping your okay. first thing that happens? they give you medicine and healing to make sure you dont pass out and then bombard you with “are you okay?” “do you need anything” and “WAAAAAAAAAH”. well i guess its time to fess up isnt it? oh dear.. this could go two ways. one you never get to leave the teapot or two, the person that made you do things for two cheap dies- okay. after explaining everything and i mean EVERYTHING. no details left out. its then decided you are to stay in the teapot. figured of course. and someone else will do your commissions and errands. we dont want you over working yourself of course. <3 (even in real life make sure to chug that water bottle >:()

noelle does you commissions in monstadt, just let her take care of it. bennett helps out aswell. in liyue its traveller who does all your commissions and errands. in inazuma its thoma and sayu who do it. after that incident dont think youll get away from the constant clinginess from the archons zhongli, venti, and baal. i mean wouldnt it be nice? to have all your needs taken care for you? so just stay put and let all of your cult members do everything for you. after all, they are here to serve you.

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thank you for your lovely request! also thank you for adding so many hearts <33 (all of u anons are amazing!)

do you personally like these better then the per character requests or no?

kirozai out!

edited: no

[lunaastoir]

fluff/relationships w the mondstadt crew

characters included: diluc, kaeya, and jean

gn! reader as always <3

tw: fluff??? domesticity??? crack??? ideal relationships w people who will never be real??? also mentions of alcohol!

an: so i’m back w a sequel to my “fluff/relationships w the liyue crew” since you guys seemed to really like it <3 thank you my heart is literally melting 😩 this post was getting too long so i excluded some of the characters but expect a part. 2 (more like part 3 but part 2 to the mondstadt version)! 

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diluc

man. this MAN.

that’s it, that’s the headcanon. 

he would literally be the most doting lover in the softest ways

SUCH a soft romantic like you thought you knew love??? nah this man will show you what love is

will constantly leave you things around the winery to convey his silent thank you’s and appreciation for you putting up with him being busy for most of the day

it’s always the most thoughtful things ever too like-

you mentioned how nice it would be to have some fresh lemonade with the hotter weather outside but it was too late in the day to actually go to the market in search of fresh lemons 

the next day you walked downstairs only to be greeted with a pitcher of cool lemonade with a side of lemon bars

there was a note attached to the handle of the pitcher <3 

“i recall you mentioning how lemonade would be perfect for the warmer weather so i decided to make some for you this morning. i hope it’s still cool by the time you drink it. love, d” 

pls sir your hand in marriage

he secretly loves it when you usher him to bed after waking up in the dead of night to see him working by candlelight on reports 

soft hands on his cheeks gently whispering about how, it’s been far too long and come to bed, darling and there will be time for this in the morning

his protests are light given the dark purple hues under his crimson eyes but he’ll still make a little fuss 

don’t let this man fool you tho he’s so so touched that you care enough to check up on him and drag him to bed!!

sometimes on the days he has a bit more free time, the two of you will quickly grab your dinners and race to the highest spot in the winery to watch the setting sun

these moments are always filled with laughter, something you’ve found you’re easily able to pull out of diluc, simply because it’s you 

uncontrollable sobbing

he would let you paint his nails black like the angsty man he is 

frankly he would let you do anything to him if it makes you happy <3 

ok but wait diluc w bLACK NAILS?? AND RINGS??? i would die on the spot ⚰️

on the topic of makeup, this man is surprisingly really good w it 

i like to think he learned after practicing on kaeya when they were younger bc kaeya was really into makeup

you found out after babysitting klee one day and trying failing to draw eyeliner on the sweet girl after her “big brother ‘bedo!”

you hastily grabbed some wipes, gently wiping off the messed up design before attempting to dive back in 

diluc however, had some down time so he decided to check up on his favorite chaotic duo 

only to be met with a pile of dirtied makeup wipes, your frustrated expression, and klee’s growing jitteriness 

swiftly moving to your side, he quietly asked if you needed help 

you glanced up quizzically before handing him the eyeliner, already looking around to find more makeup wipes when this inevitably goes wrong 

to your utter surprise tho the eyeliner is perfect??? two perfect winged lines??? in less than a minute??? WHAT

you just stood there like 😦 before diluc got back up and handed you the eyeliner 

you were short-circuiting, klee was ecstatic, diluc was worried about you 

ok last thing abt diluc 

crack! warning but the both of you like lowkey pranking kaeya 

for diluc it’s revenge on his annoying brother; for you it’s good - natured sibling rivalry fun 

every time the two of you see kaeya, one of you always swipes something of his 

small things really, it could be a pen or a handkerchief

one time, diluc swiped kaeya’s spare eyepatch and from the looks of it, kaeya’s only spare black eyepatch bc he was frantically looking for it yk he’s desperate when he even asked diluc if he saw it

the two of you spent an hour nearly laughing your asses off 

all in all, life w him is so sweet 

kaeya

pretty boy? pretty boy. 

while i can’t guarantee stability, life would never be boring w this man that’s for sure

piggy back rides 🗣 piggy back rides 🗣 piggy back rides 

he LOVES it, the feel of you on his back while he’s walking around mondstadt most likely carrying you to your commission 

he finds it comforting especially since he can hear the rumble of your voice against him while you recount stories, or just babble on about everything under the sun 

he is SO dramatic so obviously when y’all reach the site of the commission he has to kill all the monsters even tho the both of you agreed to split it up evenly 

he makes quick work of his set before stealing some of yours much to your chagrin 

you scold him but can you really be mad at him when he looks drop dead gorgeous freezing the hilichurls the answer is no, no you cannot be

oh my god ok wait-

he does this thing where he tries to spook you in public 

so say you’re getting groceries at the mondstadt general store

you round the corner just minding your own business, looking around, taking in the sunshine 

and suddenly you just hear someone drop in behind you but before you can register anything you hear a soft “boo” and hands circle your waist 

you jump SIKE let’s be honest you shrieked 

meanwhile kaeya’s just laughing his ass off 

you can hear his rich peals of laughter while you attempt to regain your bearings 

he does this so often you SHOULD be used to it but you really aren’t bc mans is SNEAKY-

he cards his fingers in your hair whenever you’re speaking 

he doesn’t know why, it’s just a cute habit and he finds the feel of his fingers in your hair soothing

oH on the topic of comfort, kaeya really likes resting two fingers on the back of your neck???

ik he seems like the type to throw his arm around your shoulder which yes he totally is but during more serious conversations his hand automatically seeks out the warmth of your neck 

your neck feels amazing especially during the warmer months due to his chilly fingers contrasting with your warm skin  

he likes that he’s able to access such a vulnerable part of you and you would willingly let him 

HE GETS YOU MATCHING OUTFITS

no i will NOT take criticism on this i just kNOW he’s that type of guy

it would be those stupid “i’m his” and “they’re mine” sweatshirts like BYE 

it’s so cringy but for some reason it’s oddly adorable and you truly despise it but you can’t seem to say no whenever he asks 

you pretend to ignore the look of pity diluc throws your way whenever he sees you like this

kaeya really loves accessories so i think he would be the type to give you a promise ring or something similar to show that he truly does care for you 

he would brush it off, flirting a little like usual before handing you the ring 

with the way his cheeks softly darken though, you know he’s being genuine 

TICKLE FIGHTS ik i mentioned this for childe but shhhh

he has tickle fingers??? his hands just loOK like they’re itching to tickle someone so you’ll most likely be the unfortunate victim 

he will not show you mercy. at all. he’ll tickle you until there are tears streaming from your eyes, your face is hot, and your voice is hoarse from laughing so damn hard 

it gives him such a rush of serotonin its SO CUTE 

i feel like this goes without saying but he’s super into pda,,, anything and everything is on the table 

hand holding? duh. ass grabs? ofc. carrying you bridal style around mondstadt? why not 

ik he’s typically very playful but once the relationship reaches a certain stage, he’ll slowly start to let down the walls that surround his facade 

very very slowly show you the more realistic parts of him 

the real, damaged pieces of his soul 

he’ll be carefully monitoring your reaction though, any sign of fear or disgust will have him recoiling within himself again and you most likely will never see his true nature ever again 

SO BE CAREFUL 👹

once you’ve seen the parts of him he’s offered to you, the hushed whispers of his past, and the uncertain lines of his future, he will take off his eyepatch 

pretends like he’s not super nervous but he’s SWEATING- 

the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen though hands down 

you can understand why he covers it up but you would like it if he felt comfortable enough to take off the eyepatch occasionally when he’s with you 

also!!! sleeps with his eyepatch side facing you (in the event he wears it to bed) 

if this happens you KNOW he trusts you bc it’s his blindside <3 

anyways life w kaeya will never be boring but he is a very complicated man 

stay with him though, i promise it’ll be worth it 

jean

the key to jean’s heart is coffee and food 

GET HER COFFEE AND FOOD

i am begging you she deserves it 😭

the poor woman works so hard bc the knights are so mf understaffed, this is literally the best way you can ever show her your love and appreciation when she has work

she will MELT if you have a hot shower and dinner waiting for her when she inevitably returns later than she promised

will completely refuse at first with, “you did not have to do this, it’s too much” but shush her as you shOULD bc she deserves the entire world 

she’s the definition of “you do something for me, i’ll return the favor ten times grander”

you leave a flower on her desk bc it reminded you of her??? you’ll wake up to find a whole bouquet of the prettiest windwheel asters you’ve ever seen the next morning along with a thank you note

she’s so sweet BYE

she gets flustered extremely easily so you obviously use this as an opportunity to tease her 

when you’re in public rest your hand on her waist and inch it higher until your hand is underneath her shirt and in contact with her warm skin 

she’ll actually short-circuit its quite adorable 

sometimes y’all will be cuddling and you’ll hear whispers of her insecurities 

“am i a good grand master? will i ever be as valiant as vanessa?”

reassure her!!! tell her that she doesn’t need to be like vanessa, she’s already amazing as jean 

if you haven’t seen her in awhile, track her down and schedule a lunch date 

she never misses appointments and if it’s for you, she’ll gladly make time to see you even if she has to stay up even later than usual 

OH-

GIVE HER MASSAGES 

she has so much tension and the sorest muscles from hunching over papers and running around on errands 

if you sneak into her office and quietly stand behind her before gently pushing down on the sore tendons of her neck, she’ll genuinely fall over on her desk 

so make sure you steady her 😀

after you feel how tight her muscles are though, you drag her to barbara bc she needs a healer asap 😭

while most of your time is spent in her office - you helping out in the ways you can while jean is overseeing knight duties - you still have your fair share of life outside of the favonius headquarters

jean never likes to sit still so whenever you have free time, the both of you head off looking for monsters to clear

bouken da bouken???

adventuring w jean is seriously the funnest thing you could ever do 

it’s just non-stop you accidentally getting into trouble and her having to come help you 

even tho the both of you are dead tired after fighting, what? 20 hilichurl camps now??? the laughter and joy in your eyes shows how you both truly loved every minute of it

it’s both a stress reliever, good fun, and a work-out <3

you’re definitely prone to getting dragged to angel’s share w kaeya 

kaeya and jean sometimes hang out after work at the tavern so inevitably you’re dragged along too 

all three of you are drunk out of your minds which just makes everything a MILLION times funnier 

kaeya slurring over his words makes the two of you start cackling endlessly while diluc just shakes his head making sure to not give you more wine despite your pleas 

angel’s share ft. kaeya and bartender diluc are always the best times fr fr 

life with her literally feels like y’all are married 

so much domesticity it’s so NICE ALJDKSFH

your house is always so clean and the color scheme is impeccable bc jean has such a good eye 

you have a chore schedule 😎 but it almost never works out bc jean ends up doing everything without you knowing- 

you always confront her abt it and she’s like 😁 “i had some time so i did them! no worries tho” like i- time??? where bitc-

oH- she has amazing style so you can bet shopping w her is literally the best experience 

she takes you to all of the hidden gems some places lisa recommended and helps you pick out things 

will 100% get really blushy if you come out in something and ask her for her opinion tho she’s literally the cutest

basically jean is a sweet girl who deserves the entirety of teyvat that is all. 

thanks for reading! if you have any requests don’t hesitate to send them in <3 

[skiyoosmi]

post-break up heartaches

verse 1. in the car that used to drive us to our home

⤷ kuroo tetsurou, oikawa tooru — more characters coming soon

⤷ verse 2 | verse 3

⤷ play. never let me go by ghostly kisses, forget about us by clinton kane

commissions: open

⇢ KUROO sighs for the umpteenth time of the day. he was so fucking exhausted and his body's about to give in to sleep any moment now. work has been beating his ass; there was this newbie who kept on messing up the documents needed by the board and for the whole day, he had to be the one to fix said issues. it's not like he wasn't paid enough for that; if anything, his paycheck was one of the most beautiful things he laid his eyes on— but god, even his body has its own limits and yet...

"ya.... yer not supposed to do this anymore. y-ya left me, remember?" you slurred, index finger pointing right at his chest as he circled his arms around your waist, huffing as you practically dropped all your weight on him. here he was, suddenly given the task of having to take you home after your supposed-to-be designated driver, miya fucking atsumu, also drank his brains out with you.

"be patient. still heartbroken because of you, y'know?" kenma softly tells him despite the tipsy feeling lurking in the back of his mind, shaking his head as he looked at you, whose system finally shut down and were now dozing off in the black haired man's arms.

"..... still?" he mumbles, looking down at your figure and he feels his heart contract with pain all over again.

"you can't expect her to be fine immediately, kuroo. it was your wedding day, supposed to be the greatest day of her life and yet it became the worst one... you left her at the altar alone."

he didn't reply anything— or rather, he was unable to. because what can he say to refute the truth? nothing. instead, he proceeded to his car with you still in his hold. he places you on the passenger seat, locking the seatbelts before jogging to the driver's side.

the car ride was calm as you slept soundly with your head occasionally hitting the window lightly as it swayed from side to side. he was sure as hell that if you were sober right now, you wouldn't even have the thought of seeing him cross your mind. he just knows for sure that you despise him with your whole being... at least, that's what he thought until...

"i'm sorry, tetsu. please come back," you whimper in your seat, voice quiet but he heard it nonetheless, "tell me what i did wrong so i can fix it."

the pitiful sounds and mumbles you made struck kuroo right in the heart and which makes him pull over an empty but safe road, just a block away from your (previously shared) apartment. looking over your form, he finds himself reaching out to touch your face, caressing your cheeks as drops of tears fell down slowly on them, "you didn't do anything wrong. you were fine. you were so perfect."

you squint your eyes at him, probably wondering if this was real or just a part of your drunken imagination. nonetheless, you hiccuped, "y-you... you left me and i... i still can't even bring myself to hate you... i just wanna ask you why? i just want to understand."

he thought he also knew the reason why but every single time he thinks about it, he's only led to one conclusion: because he was a coward. no way was this any of your fault— it's definitely not your fault that right at that moment, as he stared at the mirror, wearing the black suit you chose for him, the sudden fear of commitment loomed over him. it's not like it was your fault he suddenly got scared of losing you the way his parents lost each other. but now he thinks it's ironic, because he lost you anyway.

maybe... just maybe, if he had just met you where you stood at the altar, instead of leaving you alone in it, maybe he would've been happier. maybe his days would've started more with a smile from you as you helped him fix his necktie before going to work. maybe, the working hours he spends in the shitty corporate world would've been more worth it if it meant he can come home to you at the end of the day. maybe... maybe he wouldn't have to be stuck with this lump in his throat as he wonders what could've been happening if he just chose to show up and vowed his life to you.

but he didn't.

"i realized i wasn't just ready to tie my life with anyone yet. that's all there is to it, yn."

so with a heavy feeling stuck in his chest and a quiet promise to never see you again for the sake of not hurting you further, he starts the car's engine again, ignoring the words you replied but he was sure they will haunt him for a very long time... again.

i can wait for you no matter how long it takes, tetsu, you know that.

⇢ OIKAWA gives you what seems like a guilty smile as he stands in front of you, opening his arms and gesturing you to come closer. but the stoic expression on your face takes him back to the reality that the last thing you wanted to do today was to actually fetch him from the airport. it just so happens that his three best friends were caught up with work that they had no choice but to send you, the main ex-bestfriend slash ex-girlfriend, to him.

why did you agree when you practically loathe him with your whole being? well, it was probably because you weren't the devil who would reject your friends when they were literally on their knees as they begged you and for some reason, you thought he'll look pitiful going back to his home country after five years with no one to welcome him. yeah, that's it. it's not like you're still in love with him or anything.

"my car's just around the corner," you begrudgingly walk towards the car park with him quietly following. at the moment, he knew better than to get on your nerves or else there would be war. he hates that this happened to the both of you but he can't blame anyone else but himself. because who wouldn't hate their ex-boyfriend if they suddenly broke up with them over a phone call?

tension filled the car as you both sat beside each other. perhaps, this was what other people were talking about when they say that it's impossible for exes to be friends again, to not feel any awkwardness because you were sure as hell that the word "awkward" was an understatement of your situation right now. nevertheless, your eyes couldn't help but wander to his figure as he adjusted his body, opting for a more comfortable position in the passenger's seat.

he looked more youthful and you felt bittersweet— proud that his whole aura screams of "success" which meant that gone were the days where he longed to get that winter cup trophy, nor the times when he overworked himself and put a strain on his knee which led to countless arguments with you. if anything, he looked happier and it sucks because you're not even close to feeling that way... not without him.

"i heard you've finally gotten yourself your own condominium? that's great, yn!" he exclaimed as soon as you began driving to your destination, a hope lit within him that maybe you might just respond to him. just one smile, that's all i need, he thinks.

but you remain focused on your driving, choosing to reply with a single nod and a soft "yeah..."

disappointment fills his heart as he faces the truth that your relationship has really been ruined, along with your friendship. all because he was foolish to think that he couldn't handle the physical distance between you two. realization dawns upon him that he just made that same distance worse as you pull your heart further away from him.

"... i actually bought it for the two of us, you know?" he whips his head to your direction in surprise, heart clenching as he watch you let out a sad chuckle, "i just... i thought it would be nice if we had a place to permanently stay at and for you to have a home to go to when you're at japan. but yeah... i guess things doesn't go our way sometimes, does it?"

"i'm sor—"

"it's okay. i'm fine now," you quickly reply, shaking your head but keeping your eyes on the road. he tries to ignore the tears that start to form in them because he has no right to stop them, knowing full well that he was the one who caused them in the first place.

as if on cue, you halt your vehicle in front of a familiar apartment and much to your dismay, you find yourself looking back in the past when you used to live in that same place, making wonderful memories with the chocolate haired lad with you. you clear your throat to stop the sob that desperately attempts to escape your throat, "uhm... we're here."

"oh, yeah. we're here," he numbly states, already missing you despite the mere inches of space separating the two of you. you just felt so far away and he hates it. but this was the path he chose so he gets out of your car along with his things, turning to you once more, "uhh... thanks for the ride, yn. i know you probably hate me but yeah... it's very nice of you to put that past us and i guess i just want to say sorry for hurting you... i just..."

"i don't hate you, tooru," you softly tell him, "i just don't want anything to do with you anymore. to see you this happy, without me, is like a slap in the face because i'm not. it still hurts and i'm not fine. i just hope this will be the last time we'll see each other. be safe on your trip back to argentina. welcome home."

and with that, you start the car's engine again, no longer having the energy nor the strength to hear his reply. but he wishes you did because as he watches your car drive further away from him, he can't help but wish that he can take back time so that you don't have to go to that condominium and instead, go inside the home you once shared with him.

but i'm not happy, yn. because how could i call this place my home when you're not here with me?

at that moment, unbeknownst to the two hearts that long for each other break at the same time, you finally let out the tears and cries that you've been keeping since you saw him, knowing that no matter how much you try, you'll never be as happy as you were with him— simply because he left you with a hole in your heart that no one else can fill.

© SKIYOOSMI, 2021. reposting, translating, editing, copying and any kind of plagiarism are strictly prohibited, thank you.

[bukojuiice]

farewell, my dark knight. — diluc ragnvindr

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ೃ tags and warnings: angst. a sweet and lovestruck diluc. reminiscing memories with him. he writes you letters and talks to you about his day. he’s very soft and he’s very much in love with you.

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They say all your senses and your feelings are heightened when you are broken and mourning.

You hear things more clearly like the tenderness of his voice because it’s better than listening to the drum of your heart.

You feel the sun, the air, and his gentle touch on your skin because you are trying to feel things instead of shutting down. 

You smell his perfume and the scent of the pancakes he used to make- everywhere. 

You still feel his fingers as though they are knotted through yours and it makes you cry.

It hurts.

It pains you. 

This is the most tragic day of your life.

“Sir Diluc has.. passed away.” Jean announces, reaching for your hands and squeezing them in support. She pulls you inside a spare and lonely room in the Ragnvindr manor. Lisa is at her side, for extra emotional support, handing you a spare handkerchief as they break the news to you. 

Your heart sank. 

You were not the first to know. But, even if you were… there was no possible way.

 You were a traveling adventurer in search of something that will quell your curiosities; disappearing for days or weeks on end. There were times when Diluc would come with you on your travels and the two of you would just go wherever your heart desires. Staying in Qingce Village and mingling with the elderly townsfolk, Visiting the Adeptus abode, strolling around Springvale or vacationing in the summer islands… there was nothing that could stop the two of you together. 

As two of the heroes of Mondstadt from the Stormterror incident and his status as the esteemed owner of the Dawn Winery, you were famed and loved by all. Though as Diluc was not one for friendliness or casual interactions with others, It was all because of you that he had befriended some particular members of the Adventurer’s guild and the Knights of Favonius. You had even asked them if they could visit the Dark Knight hero at the winery from time to time. 

Well, aside from the regular visits of Venti and Kaeya to satisfy their quench for wine, Jean accompanied by Amber and Lisa to ask for advice, uncommon visitors such as Klee and Albedo had even come by to accompany him now and show him their wonderful new experiments and discoveries….

 You had given him a reason to have hope in the people of Mondstadt once again. His previous faction with the Favonius knights may have been imperfect, but Jean had proved to be amazing enough to rectify all these past mistakes that had eased Diluc’s resentment to the knights.

You continue to count back to all the things that he has done for you. As someone who’s had no home and who’s been traveling all their life, Diluc became your home. He had fallen for you and your wondrous soul. He was your living reminder that you can find home in a person. Someone who you can rely on, someone you will come back to after a long tiring day, someone who will love you for who you are and who will kiss your flaws away.  

And now, he’s gone. Just like that.

You have been gone for three months prior to all of this as you were on a secret commission to fight off a huge group of treasure hoarders in Natlan. Although you were able to travel back to Fontaine shortly after, you had to wait for further instruction from the guild before you could come back to Mondstadt. At the time, the only thoughts to occupy your mind was Diluc who had been waiting for your return and your longing and desire to run into his arms and for him to kiss your tiredness away. 

However, it took two agonizing days before Jean’s letter had arrived. All you could do was weep and worry endlessly at the inside of a quaint inn at the heart of the bustling and picturesque region that was Fontaine. Inside her letter were updated reports of Diluc’s disappearance; he had been missing for three days without telling the maids or any of the inhabitants of the mansion and the winery of his departure. He left without a trace…

As soon as the sun had risen that same day, you quickly left the region and made your way back to Mondstadt. With no knowledge or premonition that at the same day…

Diluc would be found.

On the road to Mondstadt, the staff at the Winery had been going on their merry day to deliver the wine to the city, when they came across a body. Battered and bruised. Upon closer inspection, it was their dearest master; the current head of the Ragvindr family. Further suspicion arose when a hoard of Fatui members had been defeated; lying beside the riverbend not too far from the manor. The Knights of Favonius had quickly deduced that Diluc had crawled all the way back to the outskirts of the Manor but had unfortunately succumbed to his injuries. 

From that day on, the sun had never shined again. 

Your stomach was in knots. You had a feeling that something had happened and yet, you didn’t expect for it to be something like this. You didn’t expect to hear about the state that he was in when he was found.

He’s strong. He’s the Dark Knight Hero, One of the protectors of Mondstadt; Hell, he’s one of the most powerful vision users of the region.

Yet… how did this happen?

A knock on the door had brought you out of your trance. With a simple “Come in.” said by Jean, the guest in question was revealed to be Kaeya who peered out from the door. A forlorn expression plastered upon his face. His head turns and your eyes meet his, “(Y/N)... how are you doing?” His voice gentle and melancholic. 

“N-never been better.” You remark in between sobs. “I-I need time to process this.” Wiping your tears with the handkerchief, you stand up, about to take your leave. “I-I’ll be in my room if you need me.”

“According to the Favonius accords, Sir Diluc must be buried tom-”

“To hell with the Favonius accords!” You snap, still trying to fight back the tears as the three knights stare at you in shock and in empathy. “M-master Jean… p-please. Just one more day. Before I have to say goodbye to him forever… Let me have one day to reminisce about him.”

The Acting Grandmaster hesitates, as if collecting her thoughts first before she speaks. “Very well. We will be arranging the burial and other matters in the near future. For now, please get all the rest and recuperation you need. Thank you for your time, honorary knight. We’ll see you in a few days.” Jean holds your hand and gives it another reassuring squeeze as she and Lisa watch your walking figure make your way out of the room. 

Kaeya, who was still in front of the entryway, moves to the side to give you some space to make your leave. “Before the maids fully clean up his room, why don’t you tune in there for the night? I’m sure Diluc would love that.” 

“He would.” You smile half-heartedly, the indigo-haired man giving you a reassuring pat on the arm. “T-thanks Kaeya. I will.” 

“I’ll be staying in the manor for the rest of Diluc’s memorial if you want t-to… talk about him. See you around.” You nod at him before shuffling down the stairs to enter the manor wing that led to Diluc’s room.

Oh, how you wish you were as calm as Jean and as emotionally mature as Kaeya right now. 

How are they able to hold up so well? How are they able to take this all in and not be on the verge of breakdown like you are? They’ve known Diluc since childhood. Hell, Kaeya was his adopted brother. His brother in arms. How are they able to accept his death just like that? 

Are you just… not as strong as them?

You take a left turn around the manor wing that leads to Diluc’s room to be surprised by Adelinde who greets you in front of Diluc’s door, a torn and bloodied folded paper in her hands. “Honorary knight, we have a letter addressed to you. The staff at the winery found it tucked inside Master Diluc’s pocket. You might want to read it.” She gingerly hands you the folded piece, patting your hand gently once she places it in your palm.

“Thank you, Adelinde.” 

You turn your attention to unlocking the door, fishing for the spare key that he had given you and inserting it into the knob, you hear the head maid speak behind your back. 

“Whilst you were away, there was never a day that Master Diluc had not spoken about you with such love and praise. I hope you know in your heart how much he loves and cherishes you. As there was never another person in his life who he had loved the most after Sir Crepus’ passing.” She recounts, her voice is slow and meek. “Thank you for loving Master Diluc and for showing him what it truly means to be a part of a family again. The entire staff sends our deepest condolences and we will be here for you and Sir Kaeya whenever you need us.” From the side of your eye, you see Adelinde bowing deeply before she subsequently takes her leave and disappears into the hallway.

With a heavy sigh, the door clicks and you enter your beloved’s abode. 

Not one thing has been touched. It still looks and remains the same.

His coat is still hanged on his wardrobe door, his usual button up black dress shirts folded neatly on one of the drawers, books that he’s read to you time and time again are shelved properly, a hearth in front of the bed that reminded you of your endless cuddles in front of the fireplace, his gloves neatly placed on his bedside table, and pictures of the two of you together in the Golden Apple Archipelago taken with the Kamera are hung on clips and strings on his desk.

It was like he never left. 

Like his physical being had just gone off on a long adventure.

Yet, it feels so empty. 

Because his soul and his presence is no longer here with you.

And it hurts. Everything hurts.

You take a seat on his bed. The mattress slightly creaks as you reach for an unusual piece of paper sticking out of his bedside drawer. Opening the cabinet slowly, your suspicion and curiosity heightens when what is revealed to be inside was a wooden box. Engraved were Diluc’s initials and letters that spelled out “Do not touch” 

Curiosity overwhelming you, you gingerly open the wooden box to be surprised with folded letters written by Diluc that were all addressed to you. Along with the date and time it was made. 

He wrote letters every single day. Hoping that once you came home, you could finally read them. Trying your best not to burst into tears, you carefully look through all of them and notice that they were all written during your absence. During those three agonizing months that you were gone. 

Although his daily letters were short and simply written, he never fails to write to you an encompassing message at the end of the week. In each weekly letter, he entailed many things: Like writing to you about his day, how much he misses you, how much time has passed, and discussing particular things he found during his nightly patrols or interesting things about his day. He wrote letters to you as if you were right there with him. His words etched with simplicity yet full of love. He wrote these letters to be whisked away from a minute of his otherwise mundane life. And despite how uneventful they may be, he still shares them with you because he knows you will listen. He knows you will take your time to read everything. As even though the two of you may be thousands of miles apart, your hearts will still beat as one.

You finally find the one that he had written for you the day after your departure, and begin to read it’s contents. Preparing yourself for an overflow of emotions that you were not ready for. 

JANUARY 3RD, 45 BP

As much as I hate to see you go, I realized that life has plans for all people. Even if those plans separate us from the ones we love. For the recent years that have passed, I have seen staff at the winery and maids in the manor come and go. And yet, I still haven’t gotten used to seeing you go off on your adventures. There are times I wish I could just be free of all of these responsibilities and come along with you on your escapades. But alas, I will presume that life is not for me. Always know that no matter where my life takes me or yours takes you, I will love you whether there are 1000 miles between us or none at all.

I miss you already, my love.

May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

JANUARY 10TH, 45 BP

A week has come to pass since you left and I’ve been trying my best to keep myself busy. Kaeya has come to visit me and so has Venti, but they have done absolutely nothing to alleviate my boredom. In fact, they’ve all been a pain in the arse. When I tossed them into two of the guest rooms for passing out drunk, I was suddenly reminded of the times that you would wait for me at the Angel’s Share and help me drag Rosaria back to the cathedral, Kaeya back to his residence, and Venti back to the tree in Windrise. Then, we would take a night stroll around the city as the dwindling lights of the shops and houses being the only things illuminating our way. I cannot wait to do all of this with you again. It feels like the universe closes in around us whenever we’re together. But… the moment is so fleeting and you are gone again. The universe is awfully large and I am awfully small,  unable to hold the world with my hands. I just wish you were here to make me feel as if the universe is close enough to reach once more. 

Good night, my love.

May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

JANUARY 17TH, 45 BP

It is 9 o’ clock in the evening as I write this. Today, Bennett had visited and asked if I could train him to control his vision. I said yes as I had nothing much better to do. Fischl and Razor were there to accompany him as well. To be quite honest, they’re quite a convivial trio. It’s nice to see them remain free-spirited despite everything that has happened recently. I could not bear to remain as cheerful as they are amidst the constant abyss order and Fatui attacks. After our training, Razor had come up to me and told me that you and I are lupical. I didn’t quite understand at first, but with Fischl’s long and heavy explanation, I had come to understand what it meant: Family.

Perhaps… we can be a family? Have a family of our own?

Oh… wait. I know, it’s too soon. So, please disregard my wishful thinking for now. I’d like to apologize if that may have come out the wrong way.

Thank you for reading today’s letter, my love.

May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

JANUARY 24TH, 45 BP

I finished a book I borrowed from the Favonius library today. Lisa said you've been eyeing the tome for a long time. However, since Ella Musk was borrowing it at the time and you had to leave shortly for your trip to Natlan, you never got the chance to. I'd like to apologize for having been able to read it in advance. Perhaps, I can read it to you once you get home? Maybe in front of the fireplace, blankets hugging us for warmth, and cups of hot chocolate in our hands? Anyhow, there was something I found interesting about it.

There are Sumeru philosophers who claim that the past, present, and future all exist at the same time. That there are parallel universes. It had me thinking, in another universe... Would we still be together? Will fate bring us together? Could there be more for us outside of this blue sky we share?

I'm sorry for making you worry. It's probably my insomnia kicking in. These past twenty days have been quite lonely without you.

Goodnight, my love. May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us. 

JANUARY 31ST, 45 BP

I can’t believe that January has finally come to pass. It feels like forever since you left. I know, I know, I sound like I’m sulking. But… the thoughts I had from finishing the book last week still have not left my mind. If only I could close my eyes and find myself in the place wherever you are right now. Kind of like…. What were those called? Waypoints? Yes! Those. Mayhaps, I should pay Sucrose or Albedo a visit and ask if they could make a portable wayfinder for me or a potion that can teleport me anywhere? Well, at least I have something interesting to do tomorrow. 

See you soon, my love. May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us. 

FEBRUARY 7TH, 45 BP

The day you left, I went through all my old journals, frantically looking for the first mention of you. Searching for details I can no longer recall and any morsel of information that may have been lost. It honestly made me laugh at how different I used to think of you back then. You were always a kindred soul and yet, there was an eccentric air around you that I just couldn't quite understand. It was the good kind, of course. I have never thought ill of you since the beginning. Ever since the tragedy that befell my father, I would push everyone away from me. I told myself that if you didn't form close bonds with others, then you wouldn't get attached to them. They would be easier to let go and you could. But... you were the first who went out of your way for me. The first time you entered Angel's Share and challenged me to a game of chess solely because someone from the Adventurers' guild told you so? I knew there was something about you. Something wonderful. I wish to show you these old journals soon. Mayhaps you can get a clearer picture of my thoughts and impressions of others once you read them. 

For now, all I can do is count the days until you are home once more.

 Goodnight my love, may the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

FEBRUARY 14, 45 BP

People should fall in love more. Fall in love with how the dandelions blow with the wind, Fall in love with the safe and comforting feeling of being in the middle of a bustling city that is Mondstadt, Fall in love with the stars and the night that shines before us and Fall in love with the idea of being in love or loving someone. Having recently realized these things, I had the most spontaneous idea of wanting to get married in the Winery with you. In the future, of course. I know it’s not much. But I know you’re not the type to want anything fancy, so it’s the perfect area for the most beautiful moment of our lives to take place.

I had gotten a little too into the idea of planning our wedding and I aimlessly listed down those who will be attending. All our closest friends and family. Can you imagine Little Klee as the flower girl? Kaeya as the best man? Jean and Lisa as the maids of honor? Maybe we can even ask Eula to choreograph our wedding dance for us? Most importantly, have the wonderful honor of having the Lord Barbatos to officiate our marriage?

Once again, I hope you can pardon me and my blissful escapism. I can’t wait for the day to arrive where we can plan all of this and make it a perfect wedding.

As always, thank you for reading my constant rambles and inner thoughts, my love.

May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

FEBRUARY 21ST, 45 BP

If you were taken away from me, this place called our world, I would cry.

Sighing, wringing my hands, and wondering why.

How can the archons and those up in Celestia dare to take the most precious soul in the universe from me?

But... what if I would be the one who would be taken away from you? Will you feel the same way too?

FEBRUARY 28TH, 45 BP

Please excuse me for everything I said in my message last week. I may have sounded somewhat selfish and I'd like to apologize for making you overthink when you already have so much on your plate. I cannot wait to mail out these letters to you, but the postal office in Monstadt doesn't deliver letters to Natlan, unfortunately. I guess I have to wait until you reach Fontaine. Putting those aside for a moment, something happened today that I wanted to share with you. Whilst I was feeding Noctua, I had realized something. What about the little birds who dream of flight? Those who gaze into the starry night and think that one day... they might be a part of that same sky? To be free, to explore, and to have the feeling of air and light coursing through their wings. Is... this the same feeling you felt before? Is this why you go on adventures?

I'd love to talk to you more about this once you get home. For now, all I can do is write you a letter and bid you goodnight. 

May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

March 7TH, 45 BP

Whenever I write a letter addressed to you, I feel a raw ache in my bones when the ink seeps into the paper— for I feel the bittersweet sorrow of wanting you to be right by my side, to have my fingers intertwined with yours, and to be exhumed by you because you have always seen past all my flaws and imperfections. I miss you. So much. At this point, it feels as if I have no right to. Tell me... is it right to feel this way? Am I being selfish for wanting the days to come by? For April to be in our midst? Can I blame the archons for wanting to have you in my arms again? There’s something happening next week, and to be honest, I’m quite excited for it. See you soon, my love.

 May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

March 14TH, 45 BP

Today is the first day of the Windblume Festival. How I terribly wish you were in Mondstadt right now. This would have been your first year and I know you would love the events. I remember when Father brought Kaeya and I to the festival for the very first time, and oh how my eyes were filled with wonderment and unshaken innocence. He gifted us a harp that day, and I still play it when I have time. It’s a wonderful keepsake with a lovely name, (The Windblume Ode) and it never fails to remind me of my father. I wonder if… Kaeya still kept his? Nostalgia aside, Venti caught up to me on the way home and told me I should see what he has in store for the second week of the festival. I know that the bard has a lot up his sleeve, but this particular encounter with him filled me with curiosity. What could it be? What does he have in store for me?

Before I end this, I bought you a bouquet of Dandelions and Cecilias today. They have a different color than the usual wreaths and posies, as these ones only bloom during Windblume. I placed them inside the vase on your desk just a few minutes ago. I do not necessarily have green thumbs, so please do not blame me if anything bad happens. I made sure that they’re still in season once you get home and I can’t wait for you to see them.

Goodnight my love, May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

MARCH 21ST, 45 BP

Once you get home, please do assist on reprimanding the bard for me. Can you believe he had tricked me into attending his love poem-making classes? Since a lot of the cityfolk have been dying to take writing classes under him and were willing to pay if he did, he had decided to take this opportunity to receive mora and “get rich.” Venti brags to the cityfolk that he will use their compensation for good reasons… but we all know he’ll just spend it wasting away at Angel’s Share. I won't let him pass me when it’s my hour to manage the tavern, of course. But… maybe one drink as a prize for all his hard work wouldn’t be too bad? After all, I did learn a lot of things from him. He was also quite smart for incorporating such an activity with Windblume. As during the festivities,  the people of Mondstadt offer Windblumes to Barbatos and to those they love and adore. 

I spent all day being mentored and trained into creating “the most romantic poem written in Teyvat” I know Venti is bluffing and was just trying to soften me so I wouldn’t get mad at him, yet he was actually genuinely impressed with my poetic skills. I didn’t want anyone else to read it before you did, but he snatched the paper from my hands as soon as I finished so that he may critique it. I… didn’t expect him to shed a tear. 

Here is the poem I wrote for you, my love. I hope you’ll like it.

“I wish one day, I'd be able to lay you down on a bed of roses with

the stars watching over us.

I wish one day we will be able to see the world together, to touch the stars and become planets.

After all, darling, stars, like life, is what you make of it. 

 I wish you knew how much I've loved you for all these years, so quietly, so loudly.

One day these roses will never compare to the redness in your cheeks, the softness of your heart.

 One day you will see kingdoms rise and the sun dance on your eyelids.

 And one day the moon will hang from your fingertips, waiting for you to refract your light and hope onto others.

You are an enigmatic being. A beautiful soul. Sometimes I think that you’re not from this universe.

 You have enraptured my soul; my whole being. You taught me how to love. 

Everything about you is out of this world and I am merely a human amazed by your interstellar presence as if you are written in the stars.”

 MARCH 28TH, 45 BP

I think I’ve gotten the hang of writing poems. I’m quite confident in my lyricism and in my writing now. So, here’s an excerpt of another poem I’m writing for you. 

 “I will love you through all the days and nights we are apart.

I will love you through every day and as the darkness turns to light. 

It is four o’ clock in the afternoon and this is the hardest part.

But this is the way I love you, even if most days we are apart.” 

 That’s all for now. I’m afraid you’ll only see the final draft once you get back. I hope you’re having a wonderful time at Natlan. Take care always, my love.

 May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

 APRIL 4TH, 45 BP

I’ve been pondering about something again today. And It’s all because of Kaeya and Jean. They came over and we reminisced all day long about our childhood memories with tea and crumpets to accompany us. It was a nice feeling. To be able to look back on your childhood with such wistfulness. With such warmth. And with that, I realized something soon after: We’re young, but not that young. Some of the folk in Springvale are sixty-five and still feel young. Even Lord Barbatos feels young. Just because we have years ahead of us doesn’t mean our love isn’t going to last a lifetime. But… that’s the thing. We don’t have an entire lifetime to show love and affection towards each other and to others. Which is why we have to make the most of it. Live in the moment. Make the most of every minute that your heart is beating. Love endlessly. Be kind to others. That’s… what you always told me right? Even if we don’t have the rest of our lives to be with each other, I will still love you anyway. Every day, deeply, wholeheartedly, even if we are young and even if we are old. My love for you will be gentle, but fierce and bold.

That is all for now, my love. May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us.

April 11TH, 45 BP

The words are melting in my mouth like snow, and I feel like I'm running on empty, but there are only 5 days until you come home. I have dreamt every night of the morning we are together again. You will be drinking dandelion wine and I will be talking about how the orchard will finally bloom. Then in the next few months, we can do everything we dreamed about. We can go around the winery, have picnics amongst the stars, walk around Mondstadt and go on adventures once more. Soon, you will be home, and I will watch the leaves and patiently wait for time to pass by  until we are together again. 

 But.. since I cannot wait no more, I plan to travel all the way to Fontaine to see you. I will not be telling any of the maids or the staff where I’ll be going. They would worry if I left again. This is all going to be a surprise and this letter will proof of that. I want to be beside you once more and I cannot bear to wait for five more days. I will be leaving at Dawn tomorrow! I’ll treat this as a little vacation. I rightfully deserve it as a treat for my birthday, hoping I can spend it together with you. Maybe… we can take a quick detour and go on a little adventuring? Just the two of us. I know you’ll be weary from your trip, but we can continue to stay at Fontaine but we can go once you’ve fully recovered.

 I cannot wait to feel your warmth and your love in person again. See you soon, my beloved.

 May the stars of Teyvat always shine upon us. 

That was it. That was the last letter stored in the box. 

 You stare into nothingness, unable to find the words to say. 

 Tears began to form in your eyes, your vision blurring and your hands quivering at the thought of him. All these letters he’s written to you all throughout these months and the fact that he was planning to surprise you by meeting with you at Fontaine? It hurts you so much thinking of all the things that could’ve been. Thinking about what could’ve happened if this tragedy did not take place.

 “Diluc…”

 You call out for his name. Hoping there is an answer. 

 But… of course there isn’t. 

 Your hands absentmindedly graze upon the corners of the  bed when you suddenly remember the torn letter Adelinde had given you. 

 You open the letter with slight hesitance, noticing the dark stains that presumably came from Diluc’s torn and dirtied clothes. With a heavy sigh and as you dry your tears, you begin to read the letter. 

APRIL 13TH, 45 BP

Ever since you left, I felt as if we were breaking the whole world's heart. But... all this time, it was always the other way around. It was the world that was slowly breaking us. 

 Even in these last moments, I cannot fathom that I will be disappearing from this world without even seeing you again. It hurts. My body. There are bruises and wounds all over. My hands are trembling in fear and weariness. I can barely move my wrist and I can hardly think of the words I want to say. I feel the end is drawing near. Not for the world, not for you, but for me. Everything is caving in, my senses are slowing, my eyes are falling, and just waiting for the rest of my system to put me into an eternal sleep. 

 Would... time be so kind as to slow? Can the world stop for a minute and listen to my plea? To my call? A miracle to happen that could magically transport you to me? I w-wish we could have spent more time together. All these letters I’ve written for you these past few months… were they an omen? Was I foolish to think I could have a future with you? Is this the price to pay for having been separated from you for so long? Is it… still possible to attain it? The life I’ve always wanted with you?  Maybe in another world, we can. 

We will share every innocent dream and talk about our fears. All your hopes and dreams. I will listen to the sound of your voice and the echoes of your soul. I will kiss your forehead, your knuckles, and your lips. I will stand by you in every new day even when people seem so unkind. I will join up all your insecurities, bundle all your flaws, and make them into a constellation so that I may find them and wish them away. I will do everything to make you feel safe. I will do everything to make you feel loved. There was never a day that I doubted you. You are everything to me, (Y/N). You are a free and wandering soul. I wish I could be behind you to support you wherever you may go, but alas, that fate is not for me. And… I think that’s fine.

 Remain as you are. Continue to love others like you have loved me. Teach them what it means to live. Like you have taught me.

 Please… don’t be sad. This is the momentary sadness to a new beginning, my beloved.

I love you to the stars and back. 

I hope that in another world, our paths may cross again. 

May the stars of Teyvat always shine on you.

A heavy yet comforting feeling fills your heart as tears continue to stream down your cheeks. Folding the letter and putting it into the box amongst all the others, You clutch your hand to your chest, looking up at the ceiling.

 “Diluc, my love… if you are out there. I will love you forever. Through all these months of my absence, you have never left my mind and I wish I could have been there  for you. I wish I could have given you the same amount of love that you have given me. There are so many things I wish I could have done with you. Every letter and every word you’ve ever dedicated to me will forever remain in my heart. These handwritten sentiments will be one of my reminders that you are still with me, no matter where I go. Even if it hurts so much, I will continue to live for you. Honor your memory. I will show the world that I have only loved one man in this lifetime. Thank you for everything.

 You have now become one of the stars that shine down upon me. Soon, we will once again meet in the same sky and there, we will have our happily ever after.

 Farewell, my dark knight.”

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Ayo, can I request childe with a reader who goes missing, and childe can’t find her for 3 days, and later finds out she’s been in the hospital imobilized. Like what if someone beat her up, and then pushed her off a cliff, becausae she was tartaglia’s s/o, and childe goes to go beat him up and then comes back and it ends in fluff? Thank you

A/N: BESTIE IM SORRY BUT THE PUSHED OFF A CLIFF SENT ME LIKE HE RUNS IN FREAKING TF OUT AND YOUR JUST LIKE “lol yeah I got pushed off a cliff 😊” JANDNSND

Pronouns: G/N

Your head hurt, no scratch that your whole body hurt. What were you doing again? How did you get here. With a haze in your mind your try to sift through the foggy memories that was this last day, or was it days? You couldn’t remember.

You left a few days ago for a commission. It was fairly simple and to just clear out some hilichurls on Mt. Aozang.

Your got everything ready and made a last pit stop at the bank to say goodbye to your boyfriend and a heads up for the day

But how long ago was that now? At times it seemed hours and others days. Who can blame you? You never expected a ruin Hunter to be there, nor where ready to fight it. But now here you lay on some rocks towards the end of the mountain. You managed to glide a bit down however with your luck the damned machine shot through it and you started to free-fall.

Everything hurt besides your hips, you couldn’t feel anything below it. Part of you thought that they were blown off by a missile at this point. Your brain too fogged to worry about it or even recognize something amiss, so you just drifted in and out of a conscious state.

Childe was losing his fucking mind. He came home to an empty house, which was normal for commissions farther away, you’d be back by late night easy. Expect you never came.

The next morning he regretted not listening to his gut instinct. Shit, where were you headed again? He was so caught up in his work he barley caught a word you were saying.

He gathered up his subordinates and ordered to go find you, search everywhere and leave no stone unturned. He wasn’t about to lose you.

Zhongli caught word of it and offered to help as he too was very worried about you

Hours later a recruit came sprinting in through the door, starting both Zhongli and Childe. He said they found you however were taking care of a ruin Hunter before they could safely get to you.

Without a moments hesitation he sprinted out the door, barely mentioning to send a healer that way as well.

You woke up with the morning sun hitting your face. You still had your eyes closed but you could feel it on you. You were on something soft and something strange was wrapped around various places in your body. You forced you eyes open and looked around, you were back in your shared home with Childe, where was he anyway? You were wrapped in bandages with various medical supplies and medicines on the bedside table. There was a beep downstairs, the kitchen perhaps? That must be where he is!

With a loud thump Childe jumped to attention. He ran up the stairs into your bedroom to see you crumpled on the floor, trying to pull yourself up with mumbling curses. He walked over to you and picked you up and laid you back on the bed. <<What the hell were you trying to do? You need to rest, I’m making some dinner so just relax for a bit hm?>> He was worried sick of course but right now he had to take care of you. With a kiss to your forehead he started to get off from the bed and head BAKC to the kitchen but a tug on his shirt tore his attention back to you.

You were panicking and crying, borderline breaking down. What the hell just happened? As soon as you tried to stand up your legs have in and you collapsed. You couldn’t move them let alone feel them at all. <<Childe, something wrong>> you blurted out between sobs. You two locked eyes and he sat back on the bed and tried to calm you down.

He brought you head to rest on his chest and your body to lay on his. With a hand rubbing shapes into you back and the other massaging your scalp and sifting through your hair he held you. He’d hold you fit as long as needed. Some tears escaped his eyes, he was so worried, so scared he’d lose you. He leaned down and gave a gentle kiss on each eyelid, with his hands now at your cheeks and sobs subsided to hiccups, he gently kissed your lips.

<<It’ll be ok, everything’s ok and your safe now, that’s what matters. We’ll figure it out, I’ll be here forever ok? I love you so much>>

He tightened his grip on you and nuzzled his face in your hair, gently crying now. He was so relieved you were ok, and no matter the damage now he’d take you to all the best doctors. Get whatever you need, he’ll be here through it all.

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💕🎨 for the writer asks!

thank you for the ask!!!! <3

💕 What is your favorite fic that you’ve written?

Answered this one already -- I decided on Miso Soup and Oil :)

🎨 If someone were to make fanart of your work, what fic or scene would you hope to see?

Oh, that's another hard one! Last time I got fanart for a fic I straight-up cried, so tbh I think any art for any fic would make me sob with happiness, but... hm... I guess if I approach this question from the angle of, "What fic would I be most likely to commission art for?" then the answer would probably be Two Truths and a Lie or Fair Trade!