For the five sentence fic - “Hey, don’t worry, you’re going to be okay.”
I gotchu fam. Sorry for the wait haha. It's the weekend and I am gonna grind these puppies out finally! Whoa, at the end of this, I realized that I could make this a whumptober thing... cool! @whumptober Day 22: alt: Carried to Safety
Tagging @writer-of-worlds, @thethistlegirl, Blue (you asked the question), and @actress4him
CW: War, military whump, lady whump, emotional whump, running through a battle field, explosions, panic attack, and gun shot wound
Location: Unknown Date: Classified
Kieran gazes through his scope, picking off each enemy without a second thought, watching them fall as his sniper rifle precisely launches bullet after bullet. After a few shots, he rolls on the dirt and sand, quickly getting up to sprint to a new point where it would take his enemy longer to locate him and attack him.
He can see the hellish battle happening below, the sounds of explosions taking longer to get to him. He uses his scope to look for his freinds and teammates, checking off in his mind that they are safe from harm's way. That's the job of a sniper; watching the world from afar and making decisions before the battle moves forward in order to keep his friends safe.
The sun is beating down on him and he wipes at his brow with the neck garter, huffing out a, "This is hotter than a dog's ass in the summer."
"Welcome to the desert, Strider. It's always hot," Miranda laughs into her mic, being joined by the rest of the crew.
"You have no right to complain as we are doing all the running and shit, fucker," Valdemar growls, looking around a corner and the crackle of gunfire takes over his comms.
"You are all complaining over a little heat wave," Bruno's voice breaks through the sound of battle. "I would be asking Patches to see how she's doing since she carries a shit ton of med gear."
"Yo Patcheeeeeees! Are you hot down there, because my plane is cool as fuck," Lukas laughs, "Icarus is probably steaming in their helicopter. Confirm?"
"Yeah, it's hot in here, but the heli is on idle. Bishop is probably off playing chess back at HQ," Sebastian mutters with a laugh.
"Correct. Playing King's Gambit. Target is located in building sector 23 Alpha, fourth floor," Oscar calls out, typing at what Kieran can hear is the speed of sound.
"Patches?" Kieran asks out for an answer, his worry rising. "You good?" He tries to look for her and curses to himself as he can't seem to find her.
"Sorry. Kind of in a pickle. Send help?" Khrystyna asks, the faint tell of screaming in the background. "Reloading and I am out of ammo. Going to switch to secondary. Getting over- AGHHH!"
Kieran breaks every rule a sniper has, jumping up from his hiding spot and sprinting over to his emergency rappel gear, clipping himself in and doing a trick he learned while in the SEALS, rappelling face down and flipping at the last second to land feet first. He rips away from the rope and dashes towards the city, unclipping his assault weapon from his back and heading into the fray.
There's dust and debris everywhere, threatening to coat the inside of his mouth and throat, but with a quick adjustment, his garter is over his mouth and nose, his sunglasses falling over his eyes to keep the excess light from blinding him. He doesn't care about the sounds of grenades blowing up around him, the crashing and tumbling of buildings after air strikes, and the screaming of both his adversaries and his teammates.
"Patches?! WHERE ARE YOU?!" He screams at the top of his lungs, panic beginning to consume him. He can't lose his best friend. He doesn't care about military bearing or the stone cold demeanors they are supposed to have. He refuses to lose her. Not after everything they had been through. He's her teammate, and she earned her place in the team just like all the others had.
Kieran can catch the faint coughing over the comms. "Lobby. Hotel... Bleeding out..." That's all he needs, looking for the rubble and remaining buildings that resembled a hotel. Before he knows it, he's sliding beside a bleeding Khrystyna, her vest, shirt, and jacket soaking. He has his pistol at the ready in case he needed it, but his other hand was at her cheek. "Hey, Patches... I'm sorry it took me a few minutes. The others are sweeping the main target's building and Boomer should be here soon to help us out."
"S-Strider?"
"Yeah?"
"Is it bad?"
Kieran sees the wound and his vision tunnels, seeing the dark crimson blotch. No. He can't lose her. He removes a few bandages from his emergency pouch, pressing them into her wound and wincing when she screams. "H-Hey, don't worry, you're going to be okay."
Khrystyna has tears in her eyes and she leans her head back against some debris. "I love being here. I want to stay on th-the team," she coughs before sobbing.
"You are going to stay. Look at me, Pa- Khrystyna."
"You just said my name... that's not a good sign." She smiles up at him in a faint joking manner, pain etched in her face.
"Fuck this.. I am carrying you to the helicopter. You are not going to die on me, Khrystyna!" Kieran switches to the main comm. "Icarus, get a med evac ready on my coordinates, now." He lifts Khrystyna in his arms in bridal style, not caring about the blood on his own gear, and he marches out of the building, using his pistol only when he needs to.
He's going to make sure she's safe. Fuck the Sniper's Code. Khrystyna is more important than that.
Vargastober Day 7: Blood
"... It won't erase the people that you've forgotten. If you're afraid of getting indirect blood on your hands, I regret to inform you that you're completely drenched in it."
Alrightttt, this was the first thing that came to mind when I thought of blood! haha I love that Scriabin dialogue so much, it's so aghhh, greaaaaat
@disposal-blueeee. and @zarla-s too : D thanks for making this story, I love it so much
OMG YOU DID IT HOLY COW CONGRATULATIONS I'M HAPPY FOR YOU BLUEEEE🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳 don't forget to drink water and take breaks
slumber party 🎈🎈🎈🎉🎉 o(〃^▽^〃)o
Thank you, darling😭🩷
My fucking headphones broke while I was running lol. Life was like: "she's a bit too happy now let's compensate" but I got myself a pair of DARK BLUE ONES NOW🤩 excited to have them next time I'm running
hello! congrats on 1k kay! you really do deserve it~ as for your dreamscape event (if it’s still open), how about dusk with lavender & ⭐️ xiao? thank you vv much! i hope i did not forget anything else ehe~
- blue
𓆩 ღ 𓆪 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮
( you are the only people i'd surrender my softness to )
chara : xiao
fandom : genshin impact
quote cr : noor hindi
a/n : HELLO BLUEEEE thank you sm hehe !!! <3 late xiao birthday fic !!
xiao has always found birthdays to fall in line with human tradition, the many years in his life turned blur and haze in the depths of a life filled with chaos forevermore. he does not pay any mind to the special day, finds it to be as ordinary as any other time in his life : a moment in passing , a fleeting memory that will soon be lost in translation.
the yaksha does not quite remember when he started looking forward to his birthday: was it two years ago-- three, even? his brows furrow ever so slightly in recollection of your first encounter. you were so incredibly stubborn, relentless in attempt to become acquaintances with someone who had almost forgotten what it meant to cherish another-- and how incredibly determined you were in declaration of confessions, anxiety dissipating the moment you noticed the pink hues settle on his cheeks.
xiao sighs, eyes closed as he feels the cool winds blessing his skin. time is such a very strange thing-- the way it feels like he has known you for a lifetime despite the few years it has been. to speak of love is something that brings him into a state of embarrassment, but there is a strange gentleness that resides in the heart, dulls the pain of karmic debt unleashed.
another inhale , a heaviness that settles in his limbs. xiao feels himself losing the battle against sleep, head resting so comfortably on your lap. seldom does he sleep, but in your presence, he is much more prone to it. he doesn't like to admit it, but there is a calm in your existence and it quells the pain, allows tranquility to slip into his life. he cannot fall asleep here, not now, not when you're--
"don't open your eyes. i'm not done yet!"
he frowns at the panicked tone yet doesn't move a single inch despite the way your hand covers his eyes instinctively. he wasn't going to-- not when you had asked so politely earlier, telling him that it was a surprise for his birthday. it was just a mere thought after all, yet somehow you had picked up on it. it is almost frightening how well you have learned to read him.
"i'll fall asleep soon."
"okay, well, don't do that. give me five minutes."
a quiet hum of acknowledgement. he listens, fights back the smile that threatens to grace his lips at your mumbles here and there. five minutes turns into ten, then--
"xiao," you begin, voice quiet and curious, "are you awake?"
he opens his eyes to the sight of your bright gaze, and this time, he does not fight the smile. you blink once, twice, almost caught off-guard at the tenderness in his gaze, but you lean down, kiss his forehead, laughing when that all too familiar blush surfaces.
he sits up, turns to face you, and watches in silent question at the way you hide something behind your back. there is a hint of nervousness that adorns your visage; you know he isn't one for huge celebrations, especially if they revolve around him, but with everything he has ever endured, you wish to celebrate the joy of his existence, the joy of your friendship, and the joy of a love beyond.
with slight reluctance and a timidness xiao is not at all used to, you bring your hands forth ; in your grasp lies a delicately crafted floral crown, brilliant hues of white and green from qingxin flowers. there's a bashfulness in the curl of your lips, and the yaksha wonders if your face is as warm as his right now. he swallows hard, eyes wide, and wonders if he is worth of such kindness.
"may i?"
he snaps from his train of thought, a sight panic surfacing in amber hues, and nods. with the gentle bow of his head, you place the crown on him, find yourself almost breathless when he looks up at you. you have always found xiao to be beautiful, but there is something so incredibly soft about this moment -- the gentle breeze, the sway of the trees that shield you from the orange glow of the sun, the way he looks at you like you have always been the one thing his heart has been searching for all these years.
it is all so overwhelming, the beauty in catharsis. you feel that familiar sting in your eyes, but you don't dare make him fuss over you, not on his birthday-- so instead, your hands cup his cheeks, devotion lingering beneath your fingertips, and you kiss him, ever so gentle, fall into the feeling of veneration.
"happy birthday, xiao." you murmur against his lips, and in the way he pulls you closer, you know that this will be one of many birthdays you will spend with him in a blissful future.
I decided to come out of being an anon and not send this anonymously because... I actually don't know why I sent the previous one anonymously 😅
Anyway, I saw your reply and you said in the last part that you'd like to keep me in your pocket 😆 If only I could, I would!
I'm sorry that life hasn't been that nice to you lately 🥺 I'm rooting for you, and I believe in you. You definitely not know this, but I first knew of your account when I was fairly new here in tumblr. Your stories are my favorites. I was here when the royal/bodyguard au was just starting. Your stories brought me comfort when I was stressed about uni 🫠 I also remember how your replies when I left an ask before made me feel not so alone 🥹 So I'd like to thank you for that!!! 🫂
IM SO GLAD YOUVE COME OFF ANON, whenever I get a regular anon I always think to myself I wonder who they are so this has really made me happy 💜
Hi lovely 😉 thank you for sticking with me so long 😭 I hope life is treating you well, I hope you stay with me as long as I keep writing on here and I truly hope I don’t disappoint you with any future updates 🥺
Also you’re not gonna believe me but I have the memory of an elephant so I remember your comments on my earlier stories and it seems like yesterday 😭
I am selfish, I am broken, I am cruel
I am all the things they might have said to you...
Ok, Me and @disposal-blueeee made this beautiful collaborative animatic with one of my favorite songs by The Crane Wives, Never Love an anchor, ahhhh, I could write paragraphs of how the lyrics of this song makes me remember vargas so much, but this is not the goal of this post.
Again, Thank you Sunny for participating with me in this, working with you and meeting you has been one of my best experiences as an artist, and I really admire you so much and adore your style, and seeing it combined with mine gives me a feeling that I can't even describe, waaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Of course, this animatic is inspired by scenes from Vargas, written by the talented @zarla-s, I can never thank you enough of how your story inspires me every day to create new pieces, waaaaaaaaaaaaaa, please update, jkjkjk, love you
Here are the frames I worked on!
Vargastober 6 - Jake
Vargastober 7 and 8 - Blood and Reflection
Argh, I've fallen way behind already D: but Jewish holidays are over for now and I'm back home, so hopefully I'll be able to catch up! Might have to cram several prompts into single pics even more in the future, and probably not polish stuff as much. (RIP to that sink, it's not going further than a sketch.)
But also thank you to everyone who's said kind things about my Vargastober art so far - I really appreciate it!! I admit I'm never super confident about posting my art especially on a website full of amazing artists, so it's really heartening to hear when people like it ^_^
Vargas belongs to @zarla-s, Vargastober belongs to @disposal-blueeee and @introtobaking!
relationship status: In love and partnered up with my bestie <3
favorite color: blue, any and all kinds of blueeee
favorite food: I could probably eat this beef stew thing my mom used to make that we called "Hungarian Stew" for the rest of my life and be content
song currently stuck in head: Superbloom by the MisterWives
last thing i googled: lookin' for some new fits on Torrid dot com
time: midday central US
dream trip: ahhh so hard...train trip around Japan, DisneyWorld cuz I've never been and want to stay at Grand Floridian Resort and Spa, train trip around the UK
something i want: Enough money to comfortably live and do art and travel for a living
No pressure tags: @soliloquy-of-nemo @frostbitebakery @doublesunsets @come-chaos