zaynesplushiekiller

[zaynesplushiekiller]

"i love you."

zayne's whispered words don't fall on deaf ears, you're not actually asleep. though your eyes were screwed shut and you hadn't moved in a good six minutes, you were wide awake. but he didn't need to know that.

"how lucky i am..." he continues, voice so soft you almost can't hear it. "to be able to find you over and over again. i love you."

his hands trace over your face, ice cold fingers meaninglessly draw patterns on your cheeks and his thumb relaxes over your lips. a thought crosses your mind, if he wasn't afraid of waking you up, you can imagine he'd continue letting his hands roam endlessly. was he trying to plant every inch of you in his mind? to remember until time itself ends?

"i want to be selfish and stay here forever." zayne loves you so much, he wonders if he can say the words endlessly to let them stay in your mind for as long as possible. if given the chance, would you replace him with someone else? he wants to repeat these words until you can't fathom being with away from him. he loves you so much, the selfish desire dies before it can reach his lips. he would still love you if you chose someone else.

but doesn't he know? you've already long forgotten anyone besides him.

"i love you."

his hands stop tracing your face, instead remaining stagnant against your cheek so he can kiss your forehead. his lips are as cold as his hands.

"i love you too." you whisper back, opening one eye to see how red his cheeks get.

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i need bootgill...... upiygh.......... I need him ...... I'm dying of dysentery and only one of your fics will save me ....

- 🍁

vulnerability is not allowed.

to be undefended is to be weak, and to be weak is to guarantee your demise. to allow even a single moment of sanctity is a chance at death. boothill is very aware of these terms.

so why? why does he let his guard down? why does he take a chance at breaking a rule he was practically created with? why should he even gander a dream of being safe?

you have the most gorgeous smile. it doesn't matter what the smile brings- happiness, mischief, anything- it doesn't matter. he feels like he's under the sun with you, he feels like he's the star itself when you smile.

"keep going! tell me more about your penacony expedition. something about a 'dan heng'?"

"oh darlin', let me tell you..."

it's in his nature to show off a little, but he does it tenfold if you ask. to show you the best version of himself, he lies a little, parades a little more, he does it all so you smile a little more.

at first he did it because if he told you he fought more enemies than he did, you'd be less likely to challenge him. though, deep down he knew you never would. it made him feel less vulnerable, more guarded.

but then he got sucked in by your smile, your sweet face, and now he doesn't even contemplate his own resilience.

have you done this? made him weak?

you smile, and it gives him his answer.

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"you are so beautiful." the words roll off of your tongue, voice blending in with the sound of asmo's fan- the one he always keeps running so he doesn't get too hot.

"of course i am, darling! how ever could i be the one and only asmodeus, if i wasn't gorgeous?"

his response is always the same no matter the compliment you give. indicative of him not understanding the depths of your words. he knows he's beautiful, but he doesn't understand it the way you do. or at least the way you think you do.

your hands are cold, though the feeling of them grasping at his face is a momentary shock. the real shock comes after you've held him, his eyes locking onto your own. there's a look of... something asmo can't quite put his finger on, more intense than love could ever be, but absent of the lust that fills the eyes of those who look at him.

"you don't understand," you huff out, "the 'beautiful' you hear is not the 'beautiful' i am trying to convey."

"what do you mean, hon?"

it's hard to collect your thoughts into words, given that you were a little emotional and a little tipsy, but you were soon overcome with the need to explain, to elaborate.

"when i see you, i don't see what they do." your hands cover his eyes. "they see your looks, your bravado. not your love, your warmth, how much you care. when i want to say 'you're beautiful', i want to say 'you are the stars in the sky, the sun, the moon. your soul encapsulates what happiness is to me.' does that make sense?"

your compliments are always thought-provoking, but in the way that makes asmodeus wonder if god still loves him though he chose to fall.

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i wish there was something similar to a dtiys but for writing (◞‸◟) but i guess thats just kind of prompts isnt it??

[zaynesplushiekiller]

I loved your Zayne post and I need to see you make one for Xavier NOW. Heart emoji

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"happy birthday." his voice is soft and serene, and you barely even rise when xavier shakes you awake. he sounds like an angel, and his words don't register until he's practically shaken you off the bed.

the curtains to your bedroom are open and the sun has begun its dance on your covers, but not enough to disturb you and shine on the pillows. xavier definitely timed this, didn't he?

"happy birthday to you~ happy birthday to you," he sings, helping you sit up in bed and placing a small wrapped present on your lap. "did you forget? today is your day."

no, you didn't forget, but it's early in the morning and you're surprised that xavier is even up. for someone who sleeps on the job at any given opportunity... he's awfully chipper today.

"why are you up so early?" you ask, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes. there's a smell of breakfast food in the air and for a second your heart picks up its pace- oh no, he didn't try to cook, did he?!

"what's with that look in your eyes?" he asks, sitting next to you on the bed. "i woke up early to wrap your present and order some breakfast... don't tell me you're so shocked i can do that?"

the look of calm settling over your face tells him more than your words. he wants your reaction to be overdramatic but he knows himself better than anyone, save for you.

"you should open your gift now."

after taking a moment to wake up fully, you tug open the ribbon on the small present. it's not the neatest design you've ever seen, but it looks like xavier really tried to make the ribbon look good. complemented with the wrapping paper that was just your favorite color... when had you even mentioned that you liked it so much?

it's a small jewelry box, and you open it without much thought. this isn't the first birthday you've gotten cute jewelry as your present but... the ring inside looks awfully nice, doesn't it?

xavier takes the box out of your hands and kneels down next to you on the bed, and it feels like you've been hit by a truck. you've been up for maybe three or four minutes and... he's proposing? what??

"is it too soon?" he asks, taking note of your wide eyes and mouth slightly agape. he can practically see your heart thrumming out of your chest and the way your cheeks flush such an intense red, it almost worries him. "to ask you to marry me...?"

ugh, xavier, that jerk! proposing to you with your hair still messy from sleep, and you haven't even put lotion on!

it's silent for a few more seconds before you realize that he's looking at you with his puppy eyes, and you scramble to get out of the bed to pull him into a hug or kiss or something in between, the action is rushed because 'no, of course it's not too early, i can't believe we're going to get married', but he loves the gesture all the same.

"i was going to wait until we went out tonight but i- i couldn't. i can't wait any longer."

'xavier, xavier, xavier,' you think, 'what am i going to do with you?'

he slips the ornate diamond ring onto your finger, and the action finishes your thought for you.

'i'm going to marry you.'

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it's quiet today.

too quiet, and zayne is acutely aware of it. he knows it's half-past midnight and his shift ended three hours ago, but he can't bring himself to leave his office. it's quiet now, but it might be loud later, and at that point it would've just been easier to stay at his office.

so he did, of course he did.

his work-life balance is nonexistent, and he's not sure when the line of balance became so blurry, was it when he first started working, or was it the day after he knew he would become a doctor? he's not sure, and now it's become too engrained in his mind to just stay a little longer.

the quiet could not last for long, because this is a hospital and it could never last long, but he's surprised when it's a knock on his door and not an emergency code over the intercoms or a message on his pager.

"come in." he calls, but even he is surprised at how quiet his voice is. when's the last time he's had a sip of water?

"dr. zayne~ there you are!" you singsong, walking through his office and arriving in front of his desk. there's a pretty smile on your face and a look in your eyes. zayne has grown accustomed to this look meaning 'you haven't eaten or had a drink or slept in the last twelve hours so here's me bringing you things', and it seems to fill him with something. a feeling of yearning? he's not sure.

before he can say anything, specifically 'why are you here so late?', you sit a plastic bag down in front of him. he already recognizes the logo on the bag as the one from the convenience store down the street, and from only a glimpse inside of the bag, he knows whats inside of it.

"i was going to see if you just wanted to get takeout but then i realized the time, i figured this would be quicker."

"why are you here so late?" he hasn't forgotten the time like you have. it's almost one in the morning now, and you should be home, sleeping. you are a hunter now, after all.

you give him another look, one where you scrunch your nose and look away from him. "i bring you goodies and dinner and you treat me like this?" there's a shift in tone in your voice, and you let out a giggle at the end of your sentence.

cute, but doesn't answer his question.

"thank you for the food. why are you here so late?" you click your tongue in response. always the stickler for rules, isn't he?

"because i knew you'd still be here." he can't argue with that logic, but something both eats at and fills him. you should've been at home, not worrying about him. but the fact that you were worrying about him... well he couldn't deny that the idea made him a little joyful.

"c'mon, eat," you insist, sitting across him at the desk. "i won't even pester you about going home if you do. well- actually, i can't guarantee that." he doesn't respond, only shooting you a look.

"oh! let me tell you about work today..." once you start talking, he doesn't stop you. it's nice to hear your voice, to see your smile.

as he eats the food you brought him, a thought crosses his mind... how deeply he's missed this.

[zaynesplushiekiller]

request/idea; maybe you n argenti taking care of a rose garden? maybe in a modern au :3

- 🍁

it was his idea to start planting a garden. argenti loves beauty, he loves flowers and makeup, everything that one would consider 'beautiful'. by proxy, that extended to you, though you bashfully shook your head every time he mentioned it.

he loves red roses, so the two of you started with those. going to lowes first to begin building a box for your roses to grow, then after that, deciding to paint it and decorate it. after the week it took for everything to dry, then it was the main show, the focal point- going to a plant nursery and buying your first ever seeds. these small pouches contained your first children with argenti! this was the beginning, the beginning before the beginning!

he thinks you look adorable slightly covered in dirt, albeit it's not the first thing he'd imagine when he thought of the word 'gorgeous', the small smile you have looking up at him as you plant the last seeds make his heart race.

"to celebrate, let's go get some ice-cream?" you ask, standing up to face him properly. though the sun is shining bright in his face, the look of your cheeky smile and crinkled eyes might just be brighter than the star.

argenti takes it as his job to protect beauty, and keeping that look on your face just a little longer is his most important task.

[zaynesplushiekiller]

Imagine yourself in zombie game, in your friend group which friend would take on which task? (Healer, main damage dealer, ect.)

i'd die immediately because i'm NOT living thru that ✌️

🍁 would be the healer i bet, and 🍊 would be the tank, idk about ☘️, maybe damage dealer??

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love the new pfp :33 and the rebrand as well! looking good!

i can imagine how painful it was to get off that dating sim to type this out for me ( ✌︎'ω')✌︎ but i salute you anyway (thanks for looking over everything)

[zaynesplushiekiller]

ok guys my asks are open again good luck have fun this is a free for all every man for themselves 👍

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he keeps to himself, jing yuan. sure he speaks frequently to fu xuan, yanqing, the cloud knights, etc, but it's rare if he speaks about himself. it's rare if he talks about anything other than the topic at hand. he knows time is rarely in his favor- the general is so busy that he seldom has time to even speak of pleasantries.

it's not hard to coax him out of that phase, you've found. sure, he has plenty of things to do and people to meet with, but after spending a few weeks with him, it's easy to see when he's the most free. when he's not busy, he loves to chat.

he tells you everything. from his previous master to his conflicting feelings of dan feng, there's nothing he thinks of that hasn't gone past you at least once. he tells you of how your existence has become tied to his, maybe that your souls are intertwined. he's old enough to know it's just a sweet thing to say, but he's young enough to ponder if it's true.

he tells you how much he loves you, how much everything you say means to him. he rarely listens to criticism by fu xuan, but he'll take all of your words at face value. when sitting in a bore of a meeting, he ponders how you would respond to the question he's being asked.

once the meeting has ended, he decides to seek you out at once, just to tell you everything he heard.

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dan heng is so pretty, even in his vidyadhara form. he's drop dead gorgeous, scaly tail and sharp teeth and all. he really is beautiful.

you had told him this many a time, from when you and him first reunited after leaving the express, even after you had returned back to it. he had brushed off just about every comment you made and now would seldom acknowledge it.

today was different, though, and it was more than obvious. it was half past noon and he had still yet to leave the archives. this wasn't new, but march had usually managed to drag him out for at least one meal. something wasn't right.

you took a peak inside of the archives, peering in through the barely cracked door in an attempt to see your favorite dragon boy. he wasn't up documenting, so the idea that he was still asleep perked in your mind. dan heng usually didn't sleep this late, but maybe he was just up later than usual.

"dan heng...?" you whispered out into the archives, opening the door and fully moving in. "are you asleep?"

there was not a verbal response, but you heard some shuffling from the mattress on the floor. so.. is he not asleep? you needed a bit more information before you could come to a conclusion. but if he was asleep, you'd feel like a jerk waking him up.

quietly, you shuffled over to the mattress and kneeled down next to it. the subtle movement from the man clearly hiding under the covers gave you more than enough data- dan heng was definitely not asleep.

your fingers hesitate, if for only a moment, and then tug at the blanket, pulling it down to expose his red face. there are tear streaks and the sight almost makes you jump. dan heng- imbibitor lunae, dan heng... was crying?

he sniffled and hid his face behind his hands. but that wouldn't nearly be enough for you to leave him alone. if anything, there was probably nothing he could do to get you to leave him alone now.

"hey..." you murmured, carding a hand through his hair. "are you...? what happened?"

he shakes his head. it's a silent and clear 'no', he doesn't want to talk about it. so instead, you opt to curl next to him and continue running your hand through his hair.

it's quite a while of silence, and you're sure dan heng has long since fell asleep. it wasn't like him to knowingly cuddle into your chest. eventually, you stopped brushing his hair all together, and opted to cup his cheek.

taking a closer look at his face, you couldn't help the blush rising. he was just so pretty, even asleep and with a few tears dried on his cheeks.

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guys i literally can't write anything because i'm too obsessed with MARBLE HORNETS 😭what do i even do at this point do i just explode on command...

like damn ok me for falling in love with an old ass series instead of WRITING like a real man.

[zaynesplushiekiller]

spoilers for honkai star rail!!!

an alternate vers of dan heng finding u and march at the haven

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you and march sat near a vending machine at the starskiff haven, voices near silent as the two of you waited. it was unlike march to be quiet and still as you waited, but anyone could understand why the two of you were so still. if the two of you disappeared within the crowd, there was no chance you'd find dan heng, or he'd find either of you. and even though it was kind of boring to people watch, the idea of moving from your current seats was causing a bit of fear within the two of you.

"do you see him yet?" march finally asked, and you looked over at her, shaking your head. she groans and leans back in her seat, her eyes searching the ever-moving crowd of people. "me neither. do you think he got lost?"

you laugh at her question, and shake your head again. "dan heng probably knows this place better than us, march." you say, but you search the crowd again. still no sign of your companion. it was kind of eating you up inside, but you knew both you and march missed him. after all, after jarilo-vi, the three of you had kind of become inseparable. even though march and dan heng couldn't understand your love for trash cans and dumpsters...-

"hey, look!" march suddenly calls, pointing behind you. you jump out of your seat by the time you've whipped your head around to see what she was pointing at.

dan heng was not expecting to see the two of you barreling at him at top speeds. he barely even realized he had seen the two of you until march had called out. in fact, he had been so caught off guard that he nearly fell over when you and march crashed into him, hugging him tightly. he recovered quickly, though.

"hello." he murmurs, wrapping his arms around the two of you. his voice is quiet, but you can still hear him chuckle. "i wasn't expecting such a welcome..." you don't even respond, nuzzling your head further into his neck.

"we missed you!" march grumbles, holding both you and him tighter. her grip would almost be painful, if you weren't so focused on how happy being wrapped in a cocoon by the two of them made you feel. dan heng was so warm and march 7th was so cold, it was a perfect combination.

"i missed you guys too." he finally admits, and you can swear you feel him kiss the top of your head.

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being a record-keeper for teyvat was not an easy job. it sucked, honestly. to have knowledge, experience, memories, so many things that others will never be able to see- it's kind of killing you on the inside.

taking a sigh, you find yourself writing down everything you can remember of your trip in sumeru. from the greater lord to the balladeer, you pray your mind doesn't betray you. because their memories are left in your hands, for you to recollect on your own.

as your pen drags itself across the paper, you almost don't notice how the wanderer steps in, his face filled with silent curiosity. the question, 'what are you doing?' is written all over his face.

"hey," you say, sitting the pen onto the table, now turning to fully face him. "is everything ok?"

the wanderer doesn't reply immediately, instead choosing to take a seat across from you. he doesn't seem too interested in reading your words, so you move the sheet and the pen aside, raising an eyebrow at him.

"if something is bothering you-"

"how do you stop being mad?"

the question took you off guard, if only for a moment. how does one stop being upset? well you'd need more information than that. "what's bothering you, huh?"

"er... I'm upset over something. how do I stop feeling mad?" the wanderer says. "I don't want to hurt someone and make lesser lord kusanali upset."

while you know the real reason behind his action, you stay silent, contemplating what you could do. depending on what kind of advice you offered, he would take it seriously, or just scoff and find something else.

"how about we go for a walk, mmh? sound good?"

he doesn't give a verbal response, but nods regardless and stands up, waiting for you to do the same.

upon exiting the inn room, the two of you begin a stroll throughout sumeru city. it's warm outside, the sun is shining brightly, and there is seemingly no cloud in the sky.

you don't really have a place to go, so you decide on stopping by just outside of the city, where the stream runs fully. faintly, you can remember you and tighnari finding a certain robot crab here as well.

"so, what's bothering you?" once the two of you settle down, sitting on the grass just above the stream, he seems to have relaxed.

"hm... though it really shouldn't concern you, I..." he trails off, his eyes seemingly unable to meet yours. "I lost something a friend gave me, long ago. I was dwelling on it again."

"ah, that's got you bothered, huh?" you move your hand to wrap around his waist, allowing him to rest his head on your shoulder. "well, that's okay. we'll be here as long as you need."

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what did we name our wanderer? i called him savoir :) because he be knowing

[zaynesplushiekiller]

i think imma like hella rebrand...

imma keep me asks closed and clear them out because I've come to the conclusion that I'm not really creative lmao

will still write om stuff cause i love simeon 🥰🥰