#x: comrades

[weird-fiiish]

Akkomunista es la razón por la que sigo adelante.

[zu-is-here]

Alas!

After Nightmare is gone, Dream becomes the next spiritual leader of the tribe. Being a warrior originally, he carries out the duties differently, yet his position is inviolable — largely due to his bond with his comrade-in-arms and the new head of the tribe...

[justanotherhyperfixation]

Being patient with your raised-conservative lover is true love

Simon being gentle with Wille when it comes to share opinions is the biggest proof of love to me. He has strong political knowledge, and values and believes. He always speaks his mind with conviction, he never betrays himself. But when it comes to Wille he's forbearing and never raises his voice at him, even when Wille shares ideas or concerns that might be exasperating and border dumb to him. His privilege are making him painfully ignorant at times. And yet, Simon is soft when Wille says being scared of Hillerska shutting down, even if it doesn't seem like the worse idea and the school and its traditions are embodying everything that Simon despises. He calmly tries to explain to Wille that going to Royal summer camp isn’t the same has having a minimum paid summer job. He comes back to Wille during the absurd Hillerska demonstration. He listens and cares when Wille tells him about Erik participating to homophobic initiation traditions without judgment. And he tries to have honest and peaceful conversations about what the monarchy means to Wille.

Simon is so patient with him. There is so much love and hope in those interactions. Wille saying that he does learn things from Simon might mean more to him than it can seems. I love them. And this season. 

[throwaway-yandere]

"I Got Reincarnated..." (Yandere SAGAU Otome Isekai!Diluc/Reader) Common Route now available!!!

No need to download! It's a web-based game that should work on mobile too.

The art and overall story are made by yours truly while the OST is created by our beloved @naraven. There are currently 2 CGs and 2 OSTs available, and depending on the reception I might continue beyond the common route since I already have most sprites done <3

This is something I had been pondering about making for a while since my blog has reached it's 2nd year mark so I made this under 3 days. I love you all. Thank you for sticking around. Here's the link to the game. I hope you enjoy it <3.

For context, please read this fic first!

Characters currently present in this short chapter:

Captain Dainsleif, Diluc Ragnvindr, Waitress Alice & Rosaria, Chief Albedo, Prince ???????, Lord Kamisato, and Justice Ajax.

Description:

Greetings, I am Diluc Ragnvindr.  Welcome to Southern Gaciea. Unlike the North, East, and the West, the South is a tourist spot for outsiders. It's a closed off country, so outlanders will need to submit their documents to the department of domestic affairs.  Perhaps you do not remember, but you've encountered many interesting individuals upon your arrival such as…   Captain Dainsleif, the famous Western knight turned retainer for both Prince Lumine and her missing brother, Prince Aether;   Lord Kamisato, the Eastern noble who controls Gaciean trade with just a flick of a wrist;   Chief Albedo, the Head of Domestic Affairs and Chief Alchemist from unknown origins;   Justice Ajax, the unreasonable Northern politician whom I often argue with;  …And, of course, Duke Ragnvindr, the Southern Head of Military Affairs. That would be me.   It's a shame you no longer remember much of our time together, (Y/n). I assure you, I can make you feel at home in this universe. But— you're not planning to leave South Gaciea soon, are you? ♥

Dev note: pssst, you might get some extra dialogue if you put these as your name (more will be added soon cuz that aint all my moots >:((( i need to code more efficiently smh.)

Shiro, Ven, Navina, Mei, Mochi, Ana

[deathnguts]

Thinking about the AU where Diomedes takes care of Penelope while Odyseuss is gone and how he probably would have taken care of Telemachus too and taught him all the things his real father couldn’t so the boy wouldn’t grow up without guidance as a man. Thinking about a young Telemachus thinking of his father and not being able to match the story with a face for his whole life and then guilty beyond repair when that face starts to be Diomedes.

[ackermansbest]

A longer version of "Imagine Levi buys you books instead of flowers, 'cause he enjoys watching you read."

The sun was already setting as a knock on your door makes you look up from your paperwork "Its open," you respond.

A young cadet stands in the door, rather shy he's looking to the ground. "Excuse my interruption, Captain Levi ordered me to tell you that he needs your attention for some paperwork he is working on. You find him in his office. "

His voice was quiet, and he probably never talked to a higher ranked Scout. You smile and thank him before he places his fist on his heart and leaves.

You didn't expect Levi to be back already. He had to go to town for a couple of days and since then you didn't hear from him.

No one knew that You and the Captain were more than just comrades, so it was unusual that he sent someone to come and get you.

You couldn't hide a smile. You missed that stupid old man ever since he left, and that was only three days ago.

A couple of moments later, you found yourself in front of Levis office.

You knocked once and didn't bother to wait for his answer before opening the door.

Levi was sitting on his desk. Eyes focused on papers from his trip.

"You dont even wait for an answer, do you, brat?" He said, a slight smile on his lips, yet his eyes never left the paper.

"I am a rule breaker, Captain. But anyways, what could have been the worst I could see in here?" You ask, leaning against the now closed door, arms crossed in front of your chest.

"Tch, I could have been naked," he says, rising his eyebrows and looking through his lashes right to you.

He missed you, and he missed your little verbal fights, which always made him grin.

"First of all..." You say, pushing yourself away from the door. "You would have locked your door when you would have been naked.." The words leave your lips as you walk towards him."Second of all, I wouldn't be shocked seeing you naked, nothing I didn't see before. "

You smile, placing both hands on the table, opposite of him.

Levi can't help and look up to you. He studies your face so many nights, but every time he sees you again after a trip, a mission, or an expedition, he finds new features to admire.

"Nothing to be proud of, Missy," he says, trying to stay cool.

"Anyways," you smile and bent down, hands still on the dark wood of his table. "Your delivery boy said you need my assistance on some paper?!" You resond, looking over the papers on his desk.

"Over there," Levi pointed to the table in front of the old couch in his office. There was an old leatherbag waiting for you.

You walk over there slowly as you remamber all nights you feel asleep on this couch as you waited for Levi to finish his paperwork.

As you sit down, the leather makes a familiar sound, and you pull the leatherbag onto your lap. Suprised how heavy it was you look up to Levi, who was getting you and himself a cup of tea.

"That's gonna be a long night if that paperwork is that heavy," you say, wating him coming over with two cups.

"Shut up and open the bag, then you will see," she says as he sits down in a chair next across from the couch.

You do as he says and open the bag, but instead of paperwork, you find three books covered in leather.

Levis eyes were glued on you, waiting for your reaction. And as you met his eyes and smiled, he knew he made the right decision.

"You complained about finishing all romance books you could find in the headquaters," he shrugged. "So I had to choose between flowers and book to bring back from my trip"

Even though it seemed like Levi didn't listen to all the things you say while he is doing his paperwork, he knew you damn well.

"You made the best choice." You smiled and looked over to him as he sipped on his tea, the Levi way.

"Thank you, Levi," you say, almost shy. You are shaken by the thoughtful present.

"You are very welcome," he smiled lightly. "I love watching you read," he added

[gatabella]

Hedy Lamarr and Clark Gable, Comrade X, 1940

[zoozvie]

you wouldn’t last an hour in the

asylum where they raised me

[starkjoy]

GWAYNSTON — 2.03 vs. 2.08

[teyvat-writer]

Sorry I got another idea 😼 this is an au idea

Childe being your roommate and having to deal with your constant shouts during the night because you’re a gamer. So he does little things to make you keep quiet, they usually don’t work.

One day, he has enough and says your screaming over stupid video games is keeping him from sleeping. And you, being a little shit, say, “Then why don’t you be the cause of my screams~?”

But Childe is also a little shit so he fucks you until you’re apologizing for being such a brat. But it’s also not the last time he fucks you, now when you play video games, you have to cock warm him. He loves fucking into you whenever your team is about to win, you make the cutest sounds.

Okok,,,, what if over time he finds himself getting off to your voice and that's what causes such an extreme reaction from him- well, extreme in that usually you'd expect someone to just, y'know, maybe punch ya for bein too loud, not shove their cock balls deep in ya. Even better if he ONLY does the cockwarming when you're playing a multiplayer game- imagine playing something like phasmophobia with proximity voice chat with some friends, trying not to moan as your friends can literally hear you but also so the ghost doesn't kill you. If you manage to keep quiet during moments like that, he'll reward you by railing you into the mattress (tbf he was gonna do that anyways but he won't be as degrading <3)

[neyafromfrance95]

"under his hand i was played like a harp to a melody not of my choosing."

so are we going to just ignore the er0tic dubcon undertones of this sentence?

[suusoh]

would be funny, if Nina had a gf, and due to Johan's tendency to see him and nina as the same, he'd drop by casually, disguised or not, while nina is away. What's wrong? Nina is him and he's Nina! There's no complications with kissing him! You're basically kissing his sister! (Eaten ask)

your brain anon...........like EXACTLY. exactly. God this is sooo hot and weird which is johan's brand. He is karl marxing the fuck out of his sister's girlfriend. What do you mean "meet my girlfriend"? You mean meet OUR girlfriend. right? (tw: nonconsensual kissing, yandere)

Could you imagine bidding your girlfriend, Nina, goodbye after she spent the whole evening at your place? You whine and beg her to stay longer, clinging onto her, but she rolls her eyes playfully and insists she has to go.

She gives you a loving parting kiss on your lips, then plants even more– on your nose, cheeks, and finally your forehead– before she reluctantly pulls away. Any more, she jests, and she won’t be able to leave.

"You know I hate leaving you like this," she laughs softly. "But don't worry, I'll make up for today once my exams are over. Okay?"

She gives you one last final kiss before finally leaving, waving at you as she walks down the street.

You sigh and close the door, already missing her.

You really love Nina, but sometimes it feels like she doesn’t have much time for you. You understand she has her exams, a part-time job, and aikido training, which doesn’t really leave much left for you. Still, you can’t help but feel a bit greedy, wishing she’d at least dedicate a part of her to you. You're her girlfriend, after all.

You sigh one last time. No use.

She’s already spread too thin, and you know if you tell her your concern, she’ll worry and try to double her efforts to make time for you. No way in hell are you going to give her any more stress in her life. Although today was just half a day together, you're grateful. Even if it left you unbelievably craving, aching for more…

You hear a soft knock on your door. Is it Nina? Did she forget something? Oh, your prayers have been answered. You just wanted one more second with her. You open the door immediately, an excited smile on your face.

"What did you forget this ti-"

"Missing me already?"

You freeze, standing dumbfounded. In front of you is not, in fact, your girlfriend, but a tall, blonde man smiling softly at you.

"I'm… I'm sorry. I don't— Do I know you?" you ask, trying to stay cool. He must have the wrong house to ask something like that so proudly. You’ve never met him before.

His smile doesn’t falter at your question. He continues looking at you, his eye contact unwavering.

"You do." he answers, calmly leaving no explanation, still smiling softly.

You’re getting nervous. He keeps staring and smiling at you. You try to get a good look at him. Is he a mutual friend? An old classmate? A person you pissed off once? You’re at a blank. Though… the more you look at him, the more you notice how similar he looks to… to your… what the hell.

Why does he... look... a bit like Nina?

No. You chalk it off. He just has blonde hair and blue eyes, and the fact you’re missing your girlfriend terribly doesn’t help. But even then, their facial features strike a matching resemblance. It’s a bit uncanny.

You let out a nervous laugh and smile sheepishly at him. "Look, I’m really racking my brain here. Have we met before? I’m really sorry if I can’t recall…"

You give him his cue to introduce himself, to remind you who he is, to be offended at you forgetting—anything! He’s just standing there, staring down with that same smile. Your eyes dart around, seeing if this is a prank. A small uneasy pit forms in your stomach.

A beat passes by. You still wait for his reply.

You can't help but start feeling creeped out. Stupid. Always ask who’s there before opening the door. Just ask him what he wants with you and get it out of the way.

"Hey uh, I-"

He kisses you, his lips softly crashing against yours, hands gently cradling the back of your neck. He’s not forceful, but his hold is steady. You squirm and try to break free, but he quickly shushes you and holds you closer, entrapping your lips in another long kiss.

You think of quickly think of biting him, but he gently pulls away right before you can go through with the thought. His hands come up to tenderly cup your face, his thumb softly brushing against your cheek as he looks at you.

Your vision begins to blur from your tears, your legs wobbling from the fear of the situation.

"I don't know you!" you practically scream out. Your desperation kicks in as you continue to panic. "P-Please. please. please. I'm sorry. I don't know you. I don't… I don't… please… I-."

You cry softly, pleading with him. He just continues cradling your face in his hands, looking at you with that godawful eerie smile. He leans back in, slowly murmuring,

"Shh…"

He continues peppering kisses all over your wet cheeks. "You do know me," he whispers, kissing your nose. "And you know I need to make it up to you," he says, kissing your forehead. He hums softly and leaves another final chaste kiss on your lips.

"And you know I hate leaving you like this."

[phoenix-before-the-flame]

@cobrakiin here are ur bois! Causing problems and sucking face, as one tends to do :]

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[mawlaeina]

BIRTHDAYS | SAGAU Childe

🍊 content: SAGAU! Childe & Reader

✦ content w: none! it’s fluff sorta

July 20.

It was the day that you looked forward the most every year.

Back then, July 20 was just the same as any other day for you—maybe another boring day of school, another day of work, or maybe even a local holiday. Whatever it was, it bored you (—unless it’s also your birthdate, I’m sorry).

That was the case until he came out.

He piqued your interest, even his story quest made you invested in him—more than you expected. You wished on his banner, joking about how you’ll get him first pull.

Your jaw drops—you got him at first pull.

You stared at the screen in disbelief—eyes glued, and jaw parted in awe as Childe came home in all his ginger glory. Eventually, you farmed enough resources so that you could main him through and through.

Moving forward to the present, you see a few tiktoks showing that other users had little to no crit rate for their damage showcases. However, that wasn’t the case for you.

Childe would always crit when you used him, especially when you played co-op with friends. Oh, how you loved it. In a way, it made you feel a bit special—though you later thought that you were just being delusional.

Then the clock struck 12am, a quick notification coming from your calendar saying that it was now July 20. You got out of bed, excitedly making your way to the kitchen with a smile as you hold a few sheets of paper and a pen in hand.

You take out a small cake from the fridge—decorated with orange frosting and a blue narwhal shaped decoration sitting at the top.

Some oranges from the nearby fruit bowl for good luck and prosperity.

A bottle of vodka and a shotglass—because you think Childe likes alcohol like a typical russian.

The mini speaker from one of the shelves so that you could play ed sheeran songs.

And lastly, his newly posted birthday art that you printed in high resolution just a few moments ago after it was posted on Genshin’s socials.

Now everything was complete. You place everything into position, lights dimmed as you used candles—the scented ones that smelled like the ocean.

It was your 4th time celebrating his birthday now, and you did this little celebration annually since his release, as if it were some kind of ritual.

Sure, it wasn’t anything too fancy, like the ones you see on social media where they fill the table to the brim for Childe’s birthday. But you were doing this out of pure love for Childe.

You set the pen and papers aside as you began to sing him a happy birthday song. You laugh awkwardly since you celebrated alone, and it wasn’t even your birthday. This was why your friends called you delusional, but you didn’t mind it—not when it made you happy, and how it was a way you could express the love you have to offer for Childe.

Now midnight had long passed, and ed sheeran was playing over the speaker. The cake had been eaten in half, an orange 3/4th finished, and the vodka nearly half. You cursed yourself for continuing to take shots earlier despite having such low alcohol tolerance.

Yet that didn’t stop you from finishing the last act of celebrating Childe’s birthday—his birthday letter.

You sat at the counter, head rested on one of your hands as your elbow sat shakily on the counter. Your other hand was busy scribbling lazily on the paper—handwriting coming off as an imitation of cursive, but it was readable still.

There were about two or more letters that you had already finished, and now you were writing another one as Photograph began to play on the speaker.

You wrote, and wrote, and wrote.

Expressing your heart out in sweetness, bitterness, and affection, all directed towards Childe alone. You wrote about your days and experiences after the last celebration of his birthday—you were writing to him as if he were real.

You finished the last letter, ending it with your signature. You sighed before chuckling sadly, knowing that the letters won’t reach him—and if they do, you knew he might not acknowledge them.

You were lovesick for someone who wasn’t real, someone who doesn’t share the same skies as you do.

On the other hand, inside one of the homes of Snezhnaya. Childe is woken up on his birthday by Teucer, who shakes him in excitement, reminding him that it was his birthday today. Childe smiled at his younger brother, ruffling his hair as he says that he’ll come down in five minutes to celebrate his birthday with his family—he needed some sleep, he had just returned home after a fatui mission after all.

Teucer agrees and exits Childe’s room, and finally the ginger makes a move. He sits up and stretches lightly, ruffling his hair a bit as he lightly pinches the bridge of his nose. He makes it a mental note to keep the promise he made with Teucer to go ice fishing the other day.

He sighs before he glances at his pillow. He wonders if there would be letters today as well since it was his birthday.

Ever since he started to receive letters under his pillow from his 21st birthday (2021) from an unknown person, he began to receive them annually. The number of letters always gradually increasingly, and always coming from the same person.

He remembered that he tried to track the sender of the letter down, only to come to a dead end every time. Eventually, he just found himself looking forward to receiving them, ocassionally reading them from time to time during his breaks.

Maybe it came from you? The one from across the screen?

He sees you, yet he can’t seem to communicate with you. He hears you as well, and he can’t help but recall the sounds you make when you have your little victories with him after boss fights.

He initially gave it some thought, and later came to a conclusion that maybe it did come from you—since you rarely ever come online when it’s his birthday, but when you do it’s usually at the last remaining hours of the day.

He slides a hand under the pillow, almost immediately feeling what seemed to be like three or five sets of letters. He chuckled quietly to himself as he took them out, revealing an actual number of 6 letters.

He reads them one by one, laughing a bit every now and then from the jokes you made, confused at some of the ‘references’ that you made—who was ed sheeran?

Then, there’s the part where you wrote down about how you felt towards him. His smiles fade into a poker face as he reads them with an unreadable expression—he’s unsure of what he’s supposed to feel.

He doesn’t think that he shares the same feelings that you had for him, at least, that’s what he believes. All that he knows is that you’re worlds different from him—existentially speaking. So, he’s never thought about it in the first place.

He’s thought of you as a comrade more than anything else.

Yet the letters he receives from you never fails to include such feelings—the same love and affection directed towards him, all written differently over the years.

“Ajax!” He heard his mother call him from downstairs, it seemed like they were growing a bit impatient. He looked at the clock on the wall, finally realizing it had been more than 5 minutes as he’d been busy reading your letters.

“Coming!” He responds plainly before he lets out a small yawn.

He stands up from the bed and leaves it in its messy glory as he approached a wooden box that sat idly on the nearby shelf.

He opens the box, revealing all the other letters that he received from you since his 21st birthday. He stores the newly received letters on top of the others, stacking them neatly so that it doesn’t look as messy as his bed.

There were now 15 letters in the box, and in his mind he was still counting.

He closes the lid as he took out a shirt from the closet, putting it on before he exits his room.

He somehow feels guilty, or rather he feels weirdly uneasy that he can’t return the favor nor your feelings. He silently hopes that you’d grow out of it, that it’ll pass in the end.

Yet a part of him also doesn’t want that to happen. He’s somehow conflicted.

He temporarily pauses in front of the window across his bedroom door. He looks up at the sky, fully knowing that celestia isn’t quite real—that it only existed in this confined world that he was living in.

He wished maybe the skies that you had in yours were brighter, fresher (and doesn’t lag).

Childe proceeded to walk away from the window and towards the stairs. A little smile plastered on his face as he comes down to greet his large family. He opens his arms as they swarm him with a loving hug.

He began to think.

Maybe it would be nice if you were here too.

🍊 “delusional” oh you mean mentally unstable ^v^?

🍊 childe it’s fine if you don’t love me back, i have enough love for the both of us TwT <3

🍊 is it obvious that he’s my comfort character? what an odd guy, idk how he became my comfort character (i love him)

🍊 he’s ed sheeran of Snezhnaya, change my mind

🍊 i’m too emotionally invested in him, help

🍊 btw that little ritual is personal experience, i do it every year for him and i’ll do it this year too :)

[eggdoodles]

Reverse 1999 jumpscare LOL

I know Vila and Windsong aren't out globally yet (literally 2 vers away 😭😭💀💀) but I love their designs already and im saving up everything I have to roll for the both of them

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[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

You know what I'm gonna say it

If there's any group winning with the most recent Shadow content (specifically Dark Beginnings and the Shadow Manga) it's definitely the Shadaria shippers

Congratulations, guys, go ham🎉