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Rosaria is not usually this transparent.
She isnโt Barbara, who wears her heart on her sleeve, or Jean, who does not count lying among her many talents. She isnโt even Kaeya, whose intricate masks and careful dissembling only hold up as long as the wind doesnโt blow too hard.
Rosaria is impassive, unreadable, barely even there. Sheโs spent enough years learning how to let peopleโs eyes slide right off her. It turns out that you can wear fishnets and claw rings and people will still let themselves ignore you if you give them the right excuse.
But she has been drinking, tonight โ not quite to the edge of tipsy, but close, right on the line where the lights are warmer and the wine is sweeter and the chatter of the bar patrons tips from grating to almost melodic.
And so maybe she lets her eyes linger, just a little, on the broad back and flaming hair of tonightโs bartender.ย
No one would blame her if they caught the way her gaze flits over to him and away, one stolen glance every couple of minutes. Diluc cuts a dashing figure in his bartenderโs uniform: all straight lines and stark contrasts, his red hair bright against the white of his vest. He carries himself with a quiet composure born of physical power and a bank vault full of cash. Half the people in this tavern have been ogling him all evening; sheโs still not sure if heโs truly oblivious or willfully blind.ย
As she watches, he slides a drink over to the Traveler at the end of the bar, waving away the offer of payment. He wipes down the counter with a practiced hand before tossing the cloth over his shoulder once more. Then he turns back, and Rosaria doesnโt look away quite quick enough to stop their gazes from catching and holding.ย
Dilucโs gaze burns like the embers of a campfire, low and controlled, but with the promise of destruction unleashed. For a long second, he watches her watching him.ย
Then he smiles.ย
Itโs a different smile from the confident one he gives her in the middle of the night when theyโre on a manhunt, or the rueful shouldnโt-have-let-my-guard-down grin he sports when heโs taken an injury he should have been able to dodge.ย
This smile is small, meant just for her: the corner of his mouth quirks up, boyish and almost shy, and for a moment Rosaria catches a glimpse of the young man whoโd brought Mondstadt to its knees.ย
Heโs so godsdamned pretty it makes her throat tight. Despite her better judgement, Rosaria finds herself smiling back.ย
She suppresses her smile as soon as she registers it โ but Kaeya has always been too perceptive for his own good.ย
โPlaying with fire there, Rosaria,โ he murmurs once Diluc turns away. He leans an elbow on the bar counter and fixes her with an unreadable smile.ย
โWhat do you mean?โ she asks evenly, taking a swig of her wine.
Kaeya looks unimpressed by her attempt at deflection. โFalling in love with him is a bad idea.โ
โIโm not in love with him,โ Rosaria says. She realizes too late that this too is a confession. She ought to have asked who he meant; sheโs shown her hand too early.
โSure,โ Kaeya says, serious for once. โBut youโre getting there.โ
โAm not.โ
He shakes his head at her. โI wouldnโt get too close, if I were you. He burns everything he touches.โ
Kaeya was her first real friend in Mondstadt. She knows what Diluc did โ in broad strokes, if not in detail. It definitely makes her a bad friend that she likes him anyway.ย
Kaeyaโs lone visible eye tracks Dilucโs movement as he weaves his way through the bar, clearing tables. โThe thing is, he doesnโt mean to,โ he says, his voice low and almost affectionate. โHe tries so hard, you know? Heโd try, if you asked him to.โ
โIโm not asking him shit. Thereโs nothing going on between us.โ
โHe just always ends up destroying things anyways,โ he continues as if she hadnโt spoken, his fingers tracing lines of frost on the condensation of his glass, his eye still fixed on the back of Dilucโs head. โIt tears him apart, but good intentions donโt restore whatโs been broken.โ
He looks back at her. For a moment she thinks she sees wildfire flames licking at the deep blue of his visible eye, before they resolve into the gentle glow of the lamps that light the Angelโs Share. โI know youโre not going to listen to me,โ he says, and smiles mirthlessly. โYou can make your own decisions, of course. But be careful, alright? Iโd hate to see you hurt in the course of protecting Mondstadt.โ
Itโs the wrong thing to say. Rosaria knows it as soon as it leaves his lips.ย
Because no matter how bad Diluc is, Rosaria is worse. Kaeya has forgotten that frost burns too.ย
Diluc is a fine, upstanding citizen, the uncrowned king of Mondstadt. Rosaria is a scrappy orphan at the mercy of the Church. Diluc has a bent for justice and a mission to take care of the weak. Rosaria only knows revenge.
Kaeya forgets โ or ignores, because he is a good friend, and he cares for her in his own way โ that Rosaria deserves nothing but destruction and pain. Everything she has received from Mondstadt has been at the cost of its citizens. She owes a debt she can never repay; if she takes some injury in the course of protecting this country, it will simply be what she deserves.ย
She lays a hand on Kaeyaโs arm and watches him jolt. โGetting burned is part of the job.โ
โOf protecting Mondstadt?โ He sounds skeptical. โThe nation has never asked that of you.โ
She raises an eyebrow at him. โSomeoneโs gotta do it. Donโt act like you havenโt sacrificed for Mondstadt too.โ
โOh, I wonโt pretend I havenโt,โ he says lightly. โBut Iโm a hedonist, you know โ Iโll always pick pleasure over pain.โ
She laughs, opting not to call him on this obvious lie. โI guess that makes me a masochist, because I donโt care if I get hurt.โย
โI care,โ he mutters, then sighs. โLook, youโre a grown-up. If you want to flirt with the sun, I wonโt stop you. I just reserve the right to say โI told you soโ when your wax wings go up in smoke.โ
โIโll be careful,โ Rosaria promises.ย
(Across the tavern, Diluc laughs at something Venti says, low and rolling and resonant. The eyes of half of Mondstadt follow the sound, and Rosaria has never been one to go with the crowd, but in this and this onlyโ)
Kaeya rolls his eyes, shrugging her hand off his arm. โNo, you wonโt.โ
โNo,โ she agrees, and grins. โI wonโt.โ
#genshin#rosaluc#i just think theyโre neat#i don๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝt talk about her much but rosaria is one of my all time fave genshin characters#i usually foil her against jean but lately iโve been having rosaria&diluc thoughts#cause you know. protecting mondstadt in the dead of night and at the edges of the law. repaying a debt no one but them cares about#and then thereโs this fun dimension of him being probably the most powerful man in mondstadt and her being literally nobody#the power differential that melts away in the dark behind their masks. u know?#and this is less canon but i kind of like the idea of pitting dilucโs penchant for destruction vs rosariaโs penchant for self-destruction#arguably quite ooc on rosariaโs part but i feel like i could make it work#anyway#diluc ragnvindr#rosaria#kaeya alberich#drabble#leifyposts
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Want emotional support?
Anyways here's some space themed stuff if you're a dark mode user.
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-Multiverse Anon
regretfully i can not see it as i am not a dark mode user but i hope others can enjoy the view of space :D
#ooc#no art#unfortunately Brain is quite closed off to the thought of friends or vulnerability at the moment#even so i probably shouldn't be friends with fans. power imbalance yk#leaving a nice tag or something funny/kind in the inbox usually makes Br go :D though#..it feels kind of conceited to be like 'i dont want friends i want reblogs' but i'm not sure Brain wants friendship atm#i also feel like this is worded rudely but i Can Not Tell due to the autism i'm VERY sorry if it comes off badly#queue
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I very badly wanted Jo to have a hashtag feminism arc where she latched onto Poppy and acted as her assistant... the power would go to Poppy's head and Jo would slowly absorb pieces of Poppy's terrible personality and they would both get worse... yeah I would have liked that a lot I think :)
#id in alt text!#i know jo's going to have something going on w dana season 4 but i honestly think that's gonna be more her learning to treat dana as an equ#this is probably early season dynamics ideally tho... maybe even season one?#anyway!! i've developed an obsession and i will def write fanfic so watch this space. or don't i'm very unreliable generally#quite proud of these since i was trying to get a feel for drawing the characters. top drawing poppy is definitely my favourite one here#this is ooc also. but i don;t care i had fun with it#my art :)#mythic quest#poppy li#poppy liwanag#jo mythic quest
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[These quizzes are so fkin hard to do for Khonshu]
#[Like I know what you're thinking#'It's Khon?? Of course he's selfish?? IT'S KHONSHu?'#And if this was COMICS I'd probably agree with you!#MCU at the very least never touches on the idea that Khon like. Gains Power from doing vengeance#Or suggests that's the only reason he does it. Khonshu That Eats Hearts and such#Khonshu's entire thing is protecting the travelers of the night#I will die on the hill that Khonshu has good intentions. He wants to Protect People. He Likes People at least in concept#It's his METHODS that are extremely fucked up because he's a god and his perspective is fucked#I will make this one guy's life an absolute living hell and work them to the bone bc that's worth it for the Hundreds he'll save#And if they can't appreciate that then they're stupid and need to be bent until they break#And the real key here is that Khonshu is willing to throw himself down on the altar of his ideals#He gets himself sealed away in stone just for a chance at finding Ammit's tomb and just has to trust Marc to free him#Marc who quite openly DOES NOT LIKE HIM and wants out of their contract#SO I ASK YOU. WHERE DO I PUT THIS SLIDER#ooc#(can you tell I unironically love this character)
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It bothers me a little bit when people act like Pickel would be a jerk to Taco because he didn't accept Taco's apology.
Sure they aren't on good terms but he's not an asshole he's basically just a regular guy who got caught up in Taco's act because he was one of the people who wasn't an bitch to her s1 act.
I was reading a fic (for the tacomic because I have brain worms) and Taco hits her head, passes out, Pickle says she deserves it, Mic yells at him and he punches her in the face (also she starts bleeding and he just doesn't care that he made someone unconscious bleed).
I don't mean to rip on that author in paticular, that's just an example but he wouldn't do that, he has the right to reject her apology but he isn't a horrible person who'd leave her if she was seriously injured or genuinely struggling.
Hi there!!!!^^ Welcome, and thank you for submitting an ask!!!! :)
Gah, you're so right. I thoroughly disagree with the notion that Pickle would enjoy seeing Taco hurt or suffering. He would not!!! He wouldn't be mean to her at all!! At most I can see him making a snide comment or two, to himself or maybe Knife, if he's upset at her while she's around. He's been really hurt by her, he doesn't want to forgive her or be friends with her again, but he would never harm her, wish her harm, or enjoy her being harmed, at this point. Intrusive-y, very emotional thoughts at the very beginning when he was at his lowest due to her betrayal, he may have had a stray thought, but that's in a normal person-who-is-deeply-hurt way rather than him actually wanting to go through with it.
Yeah I agree I must say the line. He would not fucking say that. Nor would he do that, I'd agree that's very out of character for him.
Though also yes, no shame to that author!!! Out of character can work for some plots, especially rollercoaster-type emotional ones and in fanfictions! Even if I prefer more in-character things I am not immune to it. Sometimes I think characters should kiss before they would realistically be at that stage in their relationship in the plot, yeah? We all do it, I think.
But I agree with your assessment that Pickle would not actually do such a thing. He may not want to forgive her or want a relationship with her but he would not harm her nor ignore her if she was harmed.
#inanimate insanity#ii taco#taco ii#loomy's answers#loomy's metas#pickle ii#ii pickle#this is no shame to the author of that fic tho i want to emphasize#ive probably put some ooc stuff on this blog im quite the idiot#but i have fun and thats what matters i think^^
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the writer in meโฆsheโs cookingโฆi think this is the longest thing ive written yet. i shall leave a sample below so iโm satisfied with sharing at least a little bit before i post the full thing (this to me takes place in the new batman adventures universe but feel free to imagine otherwise):
Dick is worried. Tim isnโt the chattiest kid but he can certainly hold a conversation. Dickโs tried everything: school, movies, TV, even casework. All heโs gotten are some unenthused grunts and hums. Tim may not biologically be Bruceโs kid but he sure does take after the guy. He cleaned up a bit before leaving and thereโs a little bit of color back in his face but he still looks tired. Devastatingly so. Dick keeps stealing glances at his little brother in the passenger seat of the car. His arms are folded tightly against his abdomen, as if heโs protecting his stomach from something and a slight shiver courses through his body despite Tim bundling up with at least three layers, a scarf, a hat, and very thick gloves. The kidโs got to be cooking in his makeshift snowsuit, but then againโฆ
Theyโre stopped at a red light. Five minutes out from the mall, three minutes out from the nearest urgent care.
Dick steals another glance towards Tim and decides to reroute to the clinic, get him checked out. Dick tuts quietly, itโs a shame heโs starting to come down with something right before Christmas, right before his first Christmas with them. Dickโs been in his shoes before; falling in a pond ice skating with Barbara. She managed to be just fine whereas he spent Christmas on Bruceโs couch laid up with pneumonia. He hardly remembers that Christmas from being so damn delirious but he remembers the warmth that wasnโt from fever. It was familial. The whole time he remembers being with someone. It was hard to deduce who was with him when but he was never alone. And if Tim was about to go through what he had been through, or something similar, heโd need them. But first, Dick just wanted to check for a fever in the first place. All signs pointed to one but Dick wasnโt sure yet. Careful not to wake the sleeping boy, Dick reaches out for Timโs forehead.
HONK!
Dick quickly retracts his hand and places it back on the wheel, pressing the gas. To the mall. Tim doesnโt jolt awake but the car horn is clearly loud enough to stir him. He blinks slowly with a grimace, like heโs in pain.
โAre we there yet?โ Tim asks, pitifully quiet. Like talking louder than a whisper would kill him.
โAlmost, Tim, you can go back to sleep for a bit,โ Dick says, taking a left towards the mall.
Tim makes a disapproving noise. โI wasnโt sleeping.โ
Hm. Denial is the path heโs choosing here.
โAre you sure? Your eyes were closed and you werenโt talking. Telltale signs of sleeping to me,โ Dick says lightly, trying not to come off like heโs interrogating Tim.
Tim laughs a little. โNope, just resting my eyes.โ
โOkay, old man. Youโre too young to rest your eyes. Resting your eyes is for old people. Just look at Bruce.โ
โHn.โ
โOh my gosh, B, is that you?โ This gets a more hearty laugh from Tim. Itโs the most awake heโs looked since this morning.
alrighty thats all im posting, im gonna show the utmost restraint until i actually finish this thing.
#tim drake#batman#bruce wayne#bat family#dick grayson#alfred pennyworth#tnba#why i decided to set this at christmas while its the middle of july#who knows#ive been listening to xmas music while i write this#also its probably so ooc#but i dont care#i see batman canon and smother it in its sleep#its my universe now bruce timm mwahaha#whatever whatever i do what i want!#sickfic#im very proud of this#i know all i write is sickfic but hey i know what im good at#if it aint broke dont fix it#also may have found the piece of media today that gave me my love of found father relationships#its the rifleman a cowboy show from the 50s & 60s#i watched it with my dad all the time on sunday mornings as a little kid#the relationship at the center of the show is a widowed father and his young son#theyre basically the batman and robin of the old west#i quite love it#okay im done#batman the animated series#the new batman adventures#my fics
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affiliates call! Like this if you'd potentially wanna be affiliates
#MUN. ooc#( if we've interacted / plotted quite a bit already and you like this I'll probably throw you right on#If we have yet to I'll probably hop into your dms to Plot and build a connection for our muses )
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What is your height? You don't seem very tall...
But you look pretty strong ;)
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//I have no idea
Though yes, he is a pretty strong guy.
#steven rudboys#ooc#ask reply#Iโm not American so I donโt know how tall Americans can be#but I think Steven is quite tall#probably around 180? is that too tall?#thatโs not my neighbor
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just a head's up: while I hesitate to call hiatus of any kind bc I want to give myself the freedom to write when I have the energy/focus/etc., I will just note that I'm gonna be even slower than usual around here for... idk, probably for a bit. I'm in the worst state mentally that I think I've ever actually been in and it's uhhhh. it's not great lmao. writing is my main escape & distraction so I don't want to step away from it but doing anything is hard as fuck rn so I'm really not interested in pressuring myself to get shit done when it comes to the hobby I'm supposed to be having fun with. I'll be slow, I'll be selective, and it's possible I'll be dropping a lot of drafts?? maybe?? OR at least like. temporarily removing a bunch from my drafts (to be added back later) just so the number is less big & overwhelming lmao.
thank u guys for ur patience w me & for writing w my glittery lil creature, I appreciate u all sm ๐
#so sick of this dude I want to feel my normal kind of bad. this new kind of bad is so hard to calm down & relax & not think with adjgksh#I am constantly antsy & feeling this awful existential dread & I haven't been able to be alone without spiralling#it's terrible. that brief period of feeling lighter yesterday did not last as long as I would have liked lmaodhfjsh#anyway. just wanted to make a note. I'll probably add smth about it to my pinned whenever I can crawl onto my laptop too tbh#but yeah. think it's gonna be rough for quite a while so idk idk I just want to feel a little more free#to do whatever I'm feeling the most around here (which should always be the case I know but I pressure myself ok I can't help it)#I need to stop typing bc I'll just keep rambling... brain won't shut up adjgksh#love u guys ok ty ๐#โโ ห โฐ โฐ ooc โฎ donโt @ me.
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that moment when the dash of another blog reminds you of an ancient ass anime crush you had forever ago, and now you're busy dying some inside-- ๐๐๐
#{|ooc post|}#not about to go into a lotta detail on this aaaaa--#but... i will at least say that younger me was trash for Vampire Knight for while-- ๐#(even tho the anime was a fuckin mess-- and i can't be bothered to try and continue the manga lmao)#(but like... i own quite a few volumes-- and even the fanbook; so that probably says a lot-- ๐)
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I love lesbians thanks for providing solder ๐ซก
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Anything for our Women* Lovers back at home, Sir (gn)!
*(and non women โก)
(also this already included trans women but friendly reminder that if you're a terf you're not welcome here โก How did you get passed the transfem Scott posts? /j)
#i couldn't think of something better to end that w then sir so sorry if it offends /gen. military talk is just like that though#(casual reminder that i hate the military btw but i like to use their funny words... idk america's fucked us up man)#i spent way too long on this for No Fucking Reason. came quite easily though so that was nice#asks#anon#ooc#art#pride month#wait maybe i enjoy using their funny words bc it's almost like im making fun of them#hm... much to consider#anyhow. for my Tag Readers (ily) i will probably be playing some LC in a bit so any requests i get in today may have a delayed response#(i say as though these pauses are every noticed/complained abt ever at all. as if anyone cares abt how long their free art takes.)#anyway yeah just keep that in mind i guess!#i just realized that says solder and not soldier... i could've done something w that. damn#txt
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Me before watching Chicago (2002) when I discovered WBRFTG and it became one of my favourite songs and I was listening to it without context: OH YES OH YES OH YES THEY BOTH OH YES THEY BOTH OH YES THEY BOTH REACHED FOR THE GUN THE GUN THE GUN THE GUN
Me after actually watching the movie: Wait a minute... I've been bamboozled
#misc; ooc#//unreliable narration is so fun though I love it it's probably my favourite thing when it comes to storytelling#//and that scene was so good like did they really have to go that hard???#//and how billy flynn was portrayed quite literally like a puppeteer ugh#//or the scene with his defense against velma god#//everything about that movie is just top tier
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anyway i just finished season 7 and while it had some interesting moments, i think it is my least favourite season of house md.
#text#probably more noticeable bc season 6 is probably my fav#it just started very ooc#and the ending is just..... hm :/#curious to see how s8 is gonna resolve things considering i have never watched a single episode of s8#i could remember surprisingly enough quite a lot from s7 tho#esp the masters story arc
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the desire to be active rises, but the energy to actually follow through is in the negatives. r i p. i'll be lurking tonight, feel free to pester via asks or dash shenanigans. i'm just mentally on one braincell right now.
#โง ooc#irl stuff took out my kneecaps extremely hard#once the fire gets going i'll probably be quite active#it's just a matter of getting it started
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ok ok but picture N/ina trying to help K/az hold back because they have to be quiet on a heist or something (maybe a good old sneezing-while-hiding type thing) and then when theyโre out of the situation she releases her powers and he just ERUPTSโฆcould you imagineโฆ๐
i am doing more than imagining UGHHH this was literally too god not to write into a fic
(anyone who wants to disprove any of the h/eartrender science can argue with the wall. who care about canon) Also the intro to this is a bit long sorry
tease (subjecting k/az b/rekker to the classic sneezing while hiding treatment)
K/az and N/ina stuffed themselves into a wardrobe, backs pressed against the wall, panting hard. They had just narrowly escaped several armed guards who tailed them through the winding corridors of the mansion they'd broken into. A 500,000 kruge job - all they'd had to do was infiltrate Herr Frรผhling's (a rather obnoxious nom-de-plume) manor, and pilfer an expensive jade brooch from his personal safes. Obtaining the brooch had been plain sailing. The latter half of the heist could not be said the same for. I/nej had recorded the guards' schedules the evening prior, but the ostentatious gentleman of the mansion just so happened to refresh the rotas mere hours before their arrival. What K/az thought was the perfect window to sneak in had actually turned out to be the very minute the guards came back on duty.
Now, they were split up. Inej made her own way out, of course, Jesper, Wylan, and a reluctant Matthias chose a rather gunshot-explosion-heavy escape route, so Kaz ended up with Nina, thundering down Frรผhling's pristine hallways, three guards hot on their heels. Nina had managed to slow the guards for a brief period with her powers, though not for long - there wasn't a whole lot a Grisha could do while running through a house as fast as possible. This had allowed them an advantage, though, as they stormed through the nearest door into what appeared to be a guest bedroom.
The closet was surprisingly spacious, possessing enough room to allow both of them to collapse to the dusty wooden floor in exhaustion.
Nina watched Kaz set his cane down to the side of him and grimace as he bent his knees up in front of him.
"Saints, what a dick," Nina breathed, clearly referring to Frรผhling's ridiculousness. Much to his dismay, Kaz had had to be the distraction to keep the gentleman away from his safes, while Inej's limited lockpicking skills were put to the test obtaining the brooch. The balding man showed clear interest in what he called Kaz's "little finger tricks" - what really was just sleight of hand. Kaz had humoured him, however, entertaining the idiot with vanishing coins and cards.
"Is it bad I never want to do a magic trick again?" Kaz said.
"Don't blame you," Nina replied with a snort. "Reckon this guards have gone yet?"
Kaz listened for a moment. "Not sure. I haven't heard them pass, but they might still be knocked out."
He shifted in place, grimacing.
"Has this closet ever been cleaned? God, all I'm breathing is this fucking d-duhh-!"
"Dust?" Nina finished with a smirk.
He breathed in sharply. "hahH!- hah'kkschh! huh'kxxsch! Fuck..."
Nina raised her eyebrows, quietly laughing. "I didn't think you could sneeze."
"Zip it, or I'll- hhuh.. I'll--huH'KSChhiew!" Three sneezes in and they were already rising in volume and pitch.
"Or you'll what?" Nina teased, "Sneeze at me?"
She snorted again seeing the way his glower quickly went slack, overtaken by an impending fourth sneeze.
"hUH'iSHHhiew!"
"Crap." Nina's grin dropped.
Kaz emerged from his elbow. "What?"
Three sets of footsteps entered the room. He and Nina turned to each other, eyes wide.
"Shit." Kaz said, voice barely a whisper, "Can you access them from in here?"
Nina shook her head. "We just have to hope for the best.."
The footsteps slowed down; the guards were scanning the room. Nina heard Kaz's steady breathing begin to snag. Oh, Saints, not now she thought.
"hihH-!"
Nina nudged him urgently with her elbow. All he could do was look back helplessly as he struggled against the need to sneeze.
Then, she had a thought. Sure, she couldn't access the guards' pulses from inside the closet, but maybe she could access Kaz. She'd messed with people's breathing before, drawn air from their lungs to leave them gasping and coughing, so how hard could it be to simply, stop someone sneezing? She thought it was worth a try.
Nina raised her hands and drew them together, feeling the thrum of Kaz's pulse and the rise of each desperate breath. She took his breath, and held it. Not so much that he couldn't breathe, but enough to suppress any oncoming outbursts.
Kaz turned to her in horror despite his lax features. Nina's efforts seemed to be working, because, despite the irritated twitch of his nose, he wasn't sneezing any more. He did though, seem to be stuck in a permanent 'about-to-sneeze' face, which Nina thought was positively adorable. She would definitely be telling Inej all about this.
The footsteps drew closer. Nina's heart pounded. One of the guards was standing right outside the closet door. Nina's grip on Kaz's breathing tightened, and she held her own breath, body tense. Kaz was totally still, eyes barely open, brows drawn together, mouth hanging halfway open. Nina thought she'd never seen anyone need to sneeze that badly before.
"They're not here. Move!" commanded a thick Zemeni accent. The footsteps left the room, fading away in tandem down the corridor.
Nina sighed, never more relieved in her life. A part of her wanted to keep her hands together, hold Kaz's breath until his dignity was in tatters, but she very much valued her skull. She let go, separating her hands.
A series of staggered gasps escaped him as his brows drew closer. Kaz ducked into his elbow, burying his face deep in the sleeve of his coat.
"HahH-hUH-HH'KKSCHHhiew! 'ISHHhuh! huH'SSHHhiew!"
"Is this a new world record? 'Ketterdam local sneezes a trillion times in five minutes?" Nina laughed.
"huh'kKSHhew! Ugh. Shut up."
Nina kicked the closet door open from her seated position and hauled herself up into the glamourous guest bedroom. She groaned.
"Oh, my legs."
Kaz didn't stand up. Instead, he sneezed, a messy triple barely covered by the hand he lifted halfway to his face.
"hih'sSCHHhiew! kxXSCHuh! -huhh... huh'KSHHuhh!"
Nina tried not to laugh again as she offered him an arm to stand up. He ignored it, pushing himself up out of the closet. He was rubbing his nose with his free hand, leather gloves clearly doing nothing to help.
"Fancy that - the Bastard of the Barrel and he's got a dust allergy! Hilarious." giggled Nina.
Kaz strode straight past her, out of the bedroom and down the hallway.
#I HAD SO MUCH FUN WRITING THUS#its quite self indulgent and also probably a bit ooc#But thats okay we had fun#snz#snzblr#s/ix of cr/ows#snz kink#snz blog#snzario#snzfic#sneeze kink#sneeze fic#sneezefic
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How does Lilith feel about incubi/succubi? Did she play any part in creating them?
If she did, then it was with the help of Asmodeus. Although given her infertility, I feel that it was the other way around. Perhaps, they were modeled after her. After all, she does have pottery as her hobby. Bringing them to life would've been Ozzie's domain. I did HC that she, in her naivety, thought that having children in Eden meant making humans out of clay since copulation was a foreign thing to her. I think it'd be interesting if she tried that experiment again in Hell, and Asmodeus gave them life. Would tie her to her title and stories as the mother of succubi and incubi, which I think is great!
I think, for the most part, she doesn't think too much about them since they are mainly Ozzie's. She employs them where she needs them. She is said to have an army of Lilin/Lilim that are comprised of her children, but I personally would like to steer away from this interpretation of Lilith as having all of the succubi in her service. I do wish for the army to exist, but joining it should be out of choice rather than enforced by birth. The Succubi/Incubi would be her preferred soldiers because of their ability to fly.
#ooc : the mortal#i think it would be interesting to keep to the mother of monsters/demons legend by making Lilith into the one who helped with clay formation#what she creates is a lifeless husk which is reminiscent of her infertility#but its the sins who receive the vessels that bring the all to life and probably create more copies#think this way i can honor that part of her mythology quite seamlessly and it doesn't butt heads with this interpretation
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