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daze4all · 5 months
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Honkai Star Rail Boyfriend & How He Carries You Concepts
Intense Blade, Teasing Jing Yuan & Sweet Supportive Dan Heng
Dan Heng Piggybacks Chaotic!Reader
Blade Fireman Carries Sassy! Reader
Jing Yuan Princess Carries Tsundere! Reader
I realize I had a thing with big guys picking me up and manhandling me~
But each guy has a different way of doing it.
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How He Carries you~ Chaotic ! Reader x Dan Heng: Piggyback
Chaotic Reader x Dan Heng
#丹穹 #dancae
Dan Heng carries you on his shoulders or his back piggyback style
Dan Heng sometimes feels likes he is carrying you in a piggyback race and he was babysitting instead of being a boyfriend.
Chaotic! Reader more freedom to wave their hands, pet his hair, horns, and tail~ In the riding on the shoulders position,
Chaotic! Reader is weird and based on Stelle and a bit on march lol.
Chaotic Reader Gels with Astral Express Crew as besties against her boyfriend to tease him but have each other back where it counts.
Dan Heng supports Reader independent creative crazy spirit  even when she in the wrong though he may provide his support for his own opinions to sway he to his side complete. With evidence from archives. –
Dan Heng & Reader may have separate opinions and be stubborn int their decision and get into inane silly arguments for the sake of it “like is a pickle a vegetable or fruit? Or even a cucumber anymore? “  but they cares each other and support each other. They rarely truly fight I feel.
Dan Heng is okay with Reader being crazy and weird having to deal with march and raccoon stelle
He puts up and goes along with what you want to do because he loves you boyfriend
Dan Heng may be bit nerdy too he looks like it with glasses nose deep in the archives
Dan Heng is not normally type to push you but back you up
Dan Heng provides a calming soothing presence to your craziness.
Dan Heng Yandere with Dan Feng Draconic Instincts
Dan Heng’s eyes get intense and draconic in the bedroom if you want get spicy
-Dan Heng tends to have slower deliberate and meaningful touches.
Dan Heng is a Soft boi & sweet but intense in their romantic nature and depth of feeling he has toward reader
Less protective and possessive that the other two
Dan Heng is the healthiest normal guy of the group except….
BF Dan Heng! Treasure hoarder dragon instinct flaring and a cuddler who cannot let go in the bed at night.
Yandere Imbiber Lunae! Dan Heng Except if his dragon instinct Dan Feng switch is flipped because
imbibitor lunae is totally yandere: trying to revive his friend and disobey the laws of loufu to attain immortality & incite riot dam what will he do to stay with you?
Blade  Fireman Sack Carries Sassy! Reader
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Almost always picks up you under the arm or over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. Unless you insist otherwise as its efficient.
The roughest and least romantic: Are we a couple or is this a kidnapping?
Blade almost always is yandere cuz of the mara
Past Life Blade! Yingxing he was a sweet bladesmith dedicated to craft could've been married and lived a short blissful life together
Past Life! Blade !Yingxing! worships you like one of his blades and likewise would you treat you carefully to not break you
Berserker Blade! is a bit rough, bruises bitemarks, to lay claim type of guy intensely jealous “You know other guys” type but that might be the mara talking.
Past Blade! He comes off tough guy but is sweet insecure and maybe a bit inferiority complex as he humble blacksmith next to immortals like higher elder Dan Feng and General Jing Yuan
Berseker! Blade needs comfort
As the Bad boy I can fix him type
Good luck with with feral grumpy cat Blade
Grumpy Cat ! Blade only cuddle when he want to and testy when you don’t
Grumpy Cat ! Blade drapes himself over you and gets in the way if you don’t pay attention to him when he wants it.
Blade x Sassy Reader
I tend to pair him with Sassy! Motherly! Reader
Sassy Reader who can comfirt him, repimend him, and put up with his bullshit.
Kinda like Kafka I guess?
but more plz get some common sense Blade and don’t kill ppl.
Sassy reader motherly cares when Blade hurts himself and others.
Sassy Reader tends to his wounds may be doctor on the stelleorn hunter ship
Sassy reader or a captive that joins them and mothers them all to be better ppl lol
Sassy Reader says "get better habits more sun " to silver wolf when she gaming to much to touch grass or joins her for bonding
Sassy reader warns Kafka to "stop reckless behavior or going off script you'l get hurt " to kafka who flirts back
Blade jelly so he hold reader in a hug like his sword protective like a hissing cat.
Also Reprimand blade from hurting himself so bad even if immortal
Blunt! Blade be abrasive “why do you care ?” but softens with reader
Caring! Blade rageful if Sassy Reader hurt and not pulling out those disses meaning something wrong and somone has to pay the price for hurting her..
Jing Yuan – Tsundere! Reader is Princess Carried
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Jing Yuan always a gentle giant who princess carries reader and is carefully ith her but get rough in his excitement like a big cat~
Jing Yuan Tease for bit more but back off if you donet want normally unless he yandere and tha mara takes him like in Marastruck Jing Yuan.
General! Jing Yuan subtly manipulates her maybe even unconsciously in a normal relationship which is a bit sus.
General! Jing Yuan sees it as trying to find ways to please you and taking note as a caring & thoughtful boyfriend.
General! Jing Yuan Courting you old fashioned way with gifts. He also serves food you like, plays games you like, and bring home treat and sweets to raise you affection.
Cuddly Jing Yuan is big on PDA he will massage your back, hugs and cuddle, pull you away from work to your embarrassment.
Cuddly! Jing Yuan: Strike me as a guy w/ high sex drive so that he is always so pushy, manipulative, & cuddly
Cuddly! Jing Yuan: like a lazy big cat cool to chill and lay by your side in the sun to have contact with you if he cannot cuddle as he cares about consent and you foremost
Game Master! Jing Yuan: Kinda hits me he is built like a jock but is the nerdy chess master type “ Watch you moves"
Gamemaster ! Jing Yuan Would win against you in games but might lose on purpose to make you smile
cheat to get caught with punishment or punish you~ bit  S & M but soft boi at heart consent is key
Secure by his side and protected in princess carry so you can't squirm away~
Jing Yuan X Tsundere Reader
Reader always seems tsundere with him as he is overly cuddly and touchy-feely.
I tend to put him with Tsundere reader who secretly likes cuddling but not in public
Tsundere! Reader won’t admit it in public but equally affectionate in private just there is a limit…Probably an introvert to Jing Yuan’s extrovert
Tsundere! Reader who likes to banter with him for fun, comedic value and sexual tension.
You don’t like to make it easy for him to get what he wants ~
All the sweeter when he wins~
On Sexual Tension with Tsundere Reader
Tsundere! Reader knows half the time he is shooting his shot to get into her pants….
Tsundere Reader, appreciate he backs off if she says stop which she rarely outright say so its okay.
Tsundere Reader probably have a safe word or something since stuff get kinky and no may not always mean no but part of the roleplay or said instinctually.
Tsundere Reader’s safe word is probably pineapple or something unexpected to break the tension lol
https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/6632162
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melloween-candie · 9 months
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Chaos [P.P & F]
Yandere Poly Peter/Felix X Gender Neutral Reader
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Requested // Request Rules
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"Could we get poly yandere Peter and Felix x gender neutral reader? I’m thinking a reader who has kind of trickster/chaotic sort of personality.
I don’t know if this is too much for one request so ignore this part of it is but it would be really interesting if the reader was from/grew up in Neverland— maybe the kid of one of the pirates? I mean Hook and Tiger Lily are kind of implied be a thing so it doesn’t seem out of the realm of possibility. I just think it would be interesting because reader wouldn’t know anything but Neverland, so a lot of Peter’s usual tactics wouldn’t work."
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A/n - AHHH!!! Gurlll! I love detailed requests so like keep it coming please! LoL 😂
Anyways when you said the reader would have a more trickster/chaotic personality- I pictured them being the child of Tiger Lilly more then Hook since Hook wasn't too wild in the show.
(Mind you, I haven't met Tiger Lilly yet in the show yet... I don't even know if she will make an appearance but let's just pretend she's an adult... if she isn't already... 😳😅)
1 Reply (If you want to know more about what you're going to read, then read this...)
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A/n - Sorry in advance about Tiger Lilly and Hook's relationship... I've only made it to season 4 of the show so far. 😭 Also, I added a few things to this that weren't technically in the show just to cover up some plot holes... So again, sorry if this doesn't make sense entirely.
(All I know is that Tiger Lilly is a fairy??? And that she's Hook's ex... SO, WE ARE RUNNING WITH THAT!)
Submitted by Anon
Warning! Yandere behavior, Chaotic behavior, Mentions of death
Word Count: 1,083
[Dark love]
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***Narrator's Pov***
You never thought you'd see the day when your lips touched his...
He was your enemy! Or at least your father's enemy.
You were the offspring of Captain Hook and Tiger Lilly. All you've ever known was Neverland, and whose fault was it? That's right, it's all because of Peter Pan. The boy you kissed.
Your father hated him for so many reasons, but the main one was because he wouldn't let them leave. You weren't entirely sure why; Peter hated your father... So why not let them leave?
Personally, to you, you didn't want to leave. You loved Neverland. You considered it your home even though your father never thought of it that way. He'd always say things like-
"Neverland isn't a place; it's a cage! It's dangerous!"
What he didn't know was that you were a part of it... You grew to be a part of it.
Ever since you were little, he would tell you never to leave the Jolly Roger. That it's too dangerous for a little girl. He wasn't a horrible man, though. He was a great dad who taught you all you knew. But even he couldn't stop your curiosity.
You loved swinging from vine to vine. Traveling all around Neverland, fooling those who were foolish enough to listen to you. You loved playing tricks on people, especially the newcomers. And you couldn't help but laugh every time you saw someone drowning from a mermaid... it was such a foolish way to die. They were basically asking for it.
However, your father was never a big fan of your chaotic behavior. Because one, he was worried that you'd stubble into Pan and get yourself killed. And two, he would always fall for it every time, even when he thinks he hasn't, he has.
But he still didn't understand that you weren't afraid of Pan. That he already tried getting rid of you, and it always failed. You were more than capable of handling yourself. You're 16, after all.
[Flash Back to the Beginning of the Day]
***Y/n's Pov***
I escaped that floating rock on the sea once again. No matter how many times I tell my father Neverland isn't dangerous... he never listens but that doesn't matter.
By now, I knew every nick and corner of that boat. It isn't hard to escape it.
I grabbed on to a tree branch and pulled myself up.
It's a blessing and a curse knowing my father fears this place. A blessing because once I escape his wretched boat, he won't follow me... at least not necessarily. He tries but he never finds me.
It's like he never learns...
Though it's a curse cause when I return 'home,' he locks me up and grounds me. I've been grounded so many times it doesn't even affect me anymore. But that's that.
I grabbed onto a peach and started nibbling on the fruit when I heard something...
A smirk grew on my face.
"Hello, Pan~"
"Ha... I knew I'd find you here." He leans against my tree. "What's up with you and this peach tree anyways? I can always find you eating one...?
"Peach trees produce bitter fruits when they're stressed. I like the bitterness; that's why I use this tree for target practice." I touched the holes in the tree, the ones that were marked by my own arrows.
Peter just laughed as he stood up. "Now what?"
I scrunched my eyes at me questioningly. "What do mean?" I asked as I bit down on the peach once more.
"Well, there's always something with you." He arched his eyebrow and made that face he always makes again as he got closer. "No matter how many times I try, the harder I try, I can never get rid of you."
He grabbed a small twig from my tree, breaking it off. He swung it around for a bit, then poked me with it.
I backed up. "What will you do next?" He said in that smooth voice of his. He tilted his head. I could feel the twig pushing my chin up. I looked at him in the eye as he smirked.
Then quickly I moved, grabbing the arrow before it hit him. It was so close to his face, barely touching his nose. He smirked and dropped the twig.
"No nightshade? You aren't getting soft on me now, are you Pan?" I giggled as I stabbed my tree. "You can come out now, Felix!" I yelled.
"H-how did... I did everything right, so how did you dodge that?!" He asked as he climbed up, sitting on the big branch we all stood on.
"Simple, Pan made it obvious." That clearly irked him, and I only giggled at his reaction as I continued to carve my tree.
Do understand that Peter is my enemy and that won't change. He and I always had a strange relationship from the very beginning. At first, we simply hated each other but soon enough we grew close.
Enemies to lovers, you can say... just not with the lovey part. However, I have a feeling that Felix may feel something a little more nowadays.
It's whatever... it's fun, honestly.
Peter then did something I didn't expect. Mind you I still had my back behind them- he grabbed my wrist, twisting me around to face them and then he pinned me.
I looked at him up and down questioningly and then side-eyed Felix.
"What are you two- Uhm!" He kissed me! I, the offspring of Captain Hook, touched tongues with PETER PAN!
I could still feel his breath as he said, "Wouldn't it be a shame if your father never saw you again?" He mutters. His nose was still touching mine, and his eyes were deeply lost. I could see a tint of red spackling in it. Clearly, something was growing within him... something deep, bloody, and very passionate. I didn't know at the time...
I didn't even know what to say... Peter was pinning me against my own tree, and Felix was hovering over me... smiling. It was different, darker. His hoody covered his eyes. But I knew he had that red spark in it too.
Peter then kissed me again. Slowly and deeply. Call me crazy, but I kissed back this time. And Felix kissed me right after... I knew I was right about his feelings.
One thing's for sure, I didn't go home that night... or any other night for that matter.
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A/n
I actually really like this one, and I might even make a part 2... Though I really hope I captured everything that you wanted!
And sorry for the long wait. 😅
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selineram3421 · 2 years
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Heyo! You do anonunus now, yay.
Can I get headcanons for Alastor x chaotic gremlin reader?
Like they are calm most of the time but like a cat they have that 3 a.m. energy.
Please and thank you.
Hehehehehe chaotic gremlin
Headcanons for Alastor X Chaotic Reader
Let's get one thing perfectly clear, he loves it. Chaos is his thing.
Random chaos? Mwuah👌 Chef's kiss.
I don't know what you'll do.
Be it murder, pranks, or scares. Alastor is down for it. As long as its nothing he's not comfortable with.
"That guy over there is a prick."
"I agree."
"Let's scare him."
"Sounds fine with me! Shall we~?"
Proceeds to scare the shit out of random demon.
Then there are your calm days.
Almost everyone in the hotel lets out a sigh of relief. You're calm, no complaints.
At least until 3 a.m.
If anyone is wandering the halls, its fair game.
Angel made the mistake of walking down the halls at that time.
Him finding you, or more like you finding him.
He'll call out your name, only to get a creepy laugh in response and a count down.
"Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit-!", the spider will repeat, running back to his room. Never again.
Then there's the "innocent chaos." One that only terrible hotel guests get.
Que to the traumatized demon rocking back and forth.
Alastor will most likely kill the demon later and ask if you want to join in.
I don't know how but you've gotten yourself stuck on a chandelier.
Sometimes you'll be found in one of the kitchen cup boards, just squished in there.
"Hi.", you wave at whoever opened the cup board.
If Alastor finds you, he'll just wave back and ask for whatever he was looking for.
All and all, he loves your chaotic side because its fun.
And you both like to scare Angel.
Fun.
~Seline, the person.
ML for Alastor🎙
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Kaz Brekker x gn! grisha! Reader - Newbie
A/n: I love this request, it was absolutely brilliant!
Request: Hello there, I love your writing, it's so amazing but may I request a Kaz Brekker one shot were the reader is a Tailor and they are very powerful, and once an enemy (there to kill Kaz obv) sneaked inside the slat to kill but the reader do first and Kaz is very impressed and when he asks what happens, they say "what? you think i'm gonna let some random asshole sneak in with a gun and have tea with them?" or something sarcastic like that, thank you so much and take your time, take care!! <;3 @abookloverlmao
Warnings: swearing, killing, death, guns, indentures, I think that's it? You have been warned!
The three P's:
[Pronouns used: you/your] [Pov: 2nd person] [Pairings: (romantic!) Kaz x reader]
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You were new to the Crows as your abilities were not ones commonly used in battle. But you weren't there for a battle, you were there as a spy.
You would scowl at the word spy if anyone ever used it to describe you, a spy was someone who blended in with the background who was not seen. You were nearly always seen, that was often the point of you being there.
You were a Tailor, and your art although it could be used on other people was primarily used on yourself. As you had grown up in the barrel and there wasn't many people to help you hone your skills.
After living in indentures after indentures to women, men, anyone who wanted a grisha Tailor, you had gotten tired. You were being used to your very limb to people you didn't want to work for, sure Tailoring is certainly your passion. Though there is always a difference between living your passion, and forcing it.
In an act of desperation you had whispered to a Crow who was known as the Wraith but you had later found out is named Inej that you could give them information if they could free you.
Somehow it had gotten all the way up to Kaz Brekker and one day your indentures to the people who wanted you without stop had disappeared and you were sitting up in an office in the Slat trying not to sweat your arse off.
Eventually you had talked to Kaz but you hadn't pleaded your case to him like he had expected you to. No, instead you had explained calmly how you could be the Dregs double agent with almost a smirk on your face.
Kaz didn't like your finesse, how dramatic you were, but he had eventually put you to the test and you had been entirely correct. You were a perfect asset to the Crows, and had made Kaz Brekker look stupid.
Despite all of this though, you felt the need to prove yourself, you weren't just a measly little Dreg anymore, you were a Crow. The best of the best, and although you acted as if you were more full of yourself than Jesper and Kaz combined you knew that you felt like you were in debt to Bastard of the barrel. He had freed you from your captors and you have never repaid him.
Some part of you wanted to repay him the world.
Thoughts like those wouldn't leave your mind as you lounge on one of the chairs in the Slat mindlessly looking at an painting that was probably stolen on your right side.
To your left there was three people, two joyously in conversation presumably about a win, and the third looked somber, and excited.
The emotions confused you, you didn't know how someone could be somber and excited? The two together just seemed wrong.
Opposites, isn't that what you and Kaz were? If something is opposites then something is going on. (Although you couldn't say the same about you and Kaz.)
With people and emotions, the combination meant something and in the barrel never something good.
Your eyes followed their figure as they left the room quietly, to go up the stairs of the Slat, you were going to leave them to their own devices and brush your thoughts off as paranoia. You would of noticed if there were a double agent in the Slat, right?
Why would you be paranoid about a double agent? You're a double agent yourself for Kaz but that's either for getting information or for killing someone directly. Although option one usually ends with someone's body dropping to the floor just indirectly.
The only reason there would be a double agent in the Slat would be to kill Kaz, directly or indirectly. But why would there be-
That fucking Merchant!
You nearly leaped out of your seat as you remembered, the Crows had stolen last from a Merchant two weeks ago. Somehow the Mercher had figured out. Although Kaz had said that he had it covered now it was obvious that he didn't.
Your theory was just confirmed when you saw a concealed gun on their side and the way their body leaned towards the right of the stairwell despite that the railing was on the left.
Because Kaz's office is on the right!
Yes, you would notice another double agent if you saw them.
Slowly, you sat up from your seat and walked leisurely behind the double agent. You brought your hand up to your face and changed some small things about it, just so they wouldn't get suspicious that you were following them.
Then in their foolishness when you walked past them and turned the corner past Kaz's office they were overjoyed. Their hands were shaking as they pulled their gun from their coat and had their other hand on the door knob.
Scowling you pulled your own gun out, they were basking in their glory and their near accomplishment that they didn't even think to double check their surroundings and never hesitate.
So with an easy click off the safety you cleared your head thinking about the person's life you were going to take. This wasn't a job, this was much different.
It was undeniably for Kaz, you didn't want to be in debt to anyone. If you truly didn't care for him you would have let him die.
And with a simple pull of the trigger the once living eyes now laid open, looking on to nothing.
Of course the noise of the gun had alerted Kaz and when he opened his door he was surely met with a sight.
A dead body on the floor with you over it with a gun in your hands as you looked at him unimpressed with a hand on your hip.
He didn't realize now, although if he analyzed it later he would assuredly see that it was all an act to cover up how much you wanted to see him alive after someone had just attempted to kill him.
"You killed him?" He rasped with an raised eyebrow. Obviously a bit confused.
"What? You think I'm going let some random asshole sneak in with a gun and have tea with them?" You loured with a roll of your eyes.
He pressed his lips together in an attempt to not let a smile reach his face.
He didn't succeed.
Dirtyhands is smiling, not fully like you people see at those clubs, no Dirtyhands had a small genuine smile on his lips because of you.
You had made Kaz smile!
You couldn't read Kaz, you're not sure that Kaz could understand his own emotions sometimes, but you knew that in that moment he was proud.
If only you could've read his thoughts because in those moments Kaz wasn't only thinking about how proud he was of you;
'Oh shit, I am in love.'
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*note I edited this on my phone so there might be a good amount of mistakes*
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gatitties · 1 year
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Chaotic
─ Karasuno (sligh Aoba Josai) x fem!reader
─ Summary: You have a club job to do and you choose your favorite team to do it
─ Warnings: oikawa
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"We are all, who are we waiting for?"
Daichi was in charge of counting that no one was missing, however Kiyoko told him that someone was missing, it took him a second to understand who the remaining person was until he saw your figure running closer, you smiled innocently shouting.
"HEEEY, how long Daichi?! Good morning Kiyoko beautiful!"
The girl nodded at your greeting getting on the bus, laughing at your silly compliments to her while the Karasuno captain rubbed his temples, why? Why of all the people traveling with him today was it you?
"Do you have at least one good reason, or do I have to kick you out like when you interrupt our practices?"
"Aww, your words offend me Dadchi, I have a justification to be here!"
You cooed, hopping onto the bus, ignoring the vein that grew on your friend's forehead. You had business with your club, the photography club made you do photo sessions on the subject you chose from time to time and what better session than a practice game with your two best friends.
"Noya, Tanaka! Guess what!?"
The others were startled to hear you scream and settle into a seat near the chaotic second-year duo, you were also a second year and you found yourself attached to this pair of idiots because well… you also shared half a neuron with them, as if you were the missing part to make things more chaotic, of course, you were also in Kiyoko's fan group, but you were much smooth, you know, privileges that those two couldn't have, wink~ wink~.
The whole Karasuno team knew you, somehow they always ended up calling you to the principal's room through the megaphones for having broken something, whether accidentally or not, it was funny that the first years knew your name before your person, the first time you came into the gym with the Rugby kit to run over Noya, everyone yelled your name for you not to do it and the four first years stood there like, oh, so she's the famous girl they keep calling for megaphone.
If Ennoshita was the one who usually kept Nishinoya and Tanaka at bay when Daichi couldn't, it was Narita and Kinosita's job to take care of you when you entered the gym, because one, if you were there it's because you had a lot of free time and two, you were going to do the biggest stupid thing your brain could think of. Yes, it's not that you have very good ideas and many times you worry Sugawara about your physical integrity, he has seen you more times than he would like to admit with some part of your body in a cast, it didn't help that Noya and Tanaka helped by sharing collective idiocy together to you.
Tsukishima hated you so much my god, most of the time you didn't understand his hints or salty comments towards you, but what irritated him the most without a doubt was that you connected so well with Hinata on some occasions that you both made fun of him or spent him some jokes. Yamaguchi was always there to smooth things over, and since you loved this little cinnamon roll, he was the only one you couldn't play tricks on.
Kageyama didn't understand how you had such good grades, as far as possible, compared to the stupid things you said, he secretly admired you and considered that some of your ─absurd─ thoughts made some sense if you stopped to reflect on them.
"Yo yisus, I found out that you tried to offer drugs to a girl the other day, I didn't know you were that kind of person."
And poor Asahi… you loved making fun of him for all the absurd rumors about him, seeing him nervously denying having done such things was too funny for you, but poor person spreading those rumors, oh boy, the last time you heard a guy talking shit about Asahi you bit his arm and kicked him in the balls.
The trip to Aoba's institute was not calm as expected, Noya, Tanaka and you just laughed so loud and so much to the point of crying with laughter for God knows what nonsense, at least Daichi was grateful that you were just noisy and don't even think of sticking your head out of the roof window of the bus… like last time.
At least they knew that when you were concentrating on your hobby, you were a completely calm and focused person, so they weren't going to have the problem of you showing up with a hockey stick to block a good spike in the middle of the game, because you already had done it before. So you were allowed to stand on the bench next to Kiyoko to do your job and take as many photos as you wanted, catching the curious eyes of the Aoba Josai students because they didn't understand what the hell you were doing there just taking photos.
Oikawa really wanted to approach you and ask you to take photos of him too because they were going to be much better than those of your friends, Iwaizumi saw his intentions and a simple look made him tremble, no asking you anything for now. It's not like you haven't taken photos of the blue and white team anyway.
Before halfway through the match you finished the reel you were asked to deliver so… you started to get a bit bored, a stupid smile grew on your face as you watched as in one of the breaks the guys seemed really concerned about the outcome of the simple practice match, you used your half neuron to stop them from making those serious expressions.
"What's up with you guys? You are more tense than Doraemon in a customs control! Come on! Pose like French whores for me!"
Your camera flash went off, grabbing the attention of all the players—opposing team included—even though they had already been paying attention to you since you started speaking. You laughed at the captured image, Daichi staring at the camera with the most serious expression in the world, Suga with a small goofy smile, Asahi holding back his laughter just like Yamaguchi, Noya choking on the water and splashing Tanaka, Hinata letting go a laugh while Tsuki had a grimace that you couldn't tell if he was irritated or amused and Kageyama had this creepy smile on his face.
"Geez…everything would be perfect if Daichi didn't have that resting bitch face- EEEK-" you ducked just as one of the balls flew towards you, the throbbing vein on the captain's forehead told you enough to get you start to pray because he had heard you, you began to run dodging the balls. "Jesus Christ, forgive my life! I didn't mean to say that you have the face of a bitch- although yes-, but not like that! OWW-"
Finally one of the balls hit your neck, almost making you stumble, luckily instead of finding yourself on the ground, you found yourself with a frown and completely angry look.
“Oh, thank god a cute guy got me, huh- thanks man."
You patted his blonde head, leaving Aoba's team completely shocked to see the tips of Kyotani's ears turn red, Oikawa losing it in the background because you had called Mad Dog cute boy before him.
After Daichi scolded you for entertaining them, you sat like a scolded dog next to Kiyoko, who just looked amused at your interactions, all it took was a pat on the shoulder as comfort from her and you had already melted right there, luckily the videos on your phone kept you busy enough not to interrupt the game.
Matsukawa and Hanamiaki definitely came up to you after the match ended to ask for your phone number, you shared that weird energy with them, they knew it the moment they saw you laugh at Tsukishima comparing him to Chicken Little and hearing how you called Tanaka 'my favorite bald friend'.
Your boys get a little jealous because you found another duo that shares the same stupidity with you and on top of that they are their rivals, Oikawa is also jealous because you shared the photos you took of them with Mattsun and Makki but not with him.
You assure Tanaka and Noya that they're your favorites as you wink knowingly at the other duo, they chuckle, winking back as they promise Oikawa that they'll pass on all the photos you took, just before you sent them for the new group you had with Makki and Mattsun you gave them a little touch up with Photoshop.
"Pfft-"
Matsukawa laughed reading the message you sent, an attached file with the photos you took that day of his team, Hanamaki accompanies him with a giggle, sending the files through the team's group chat.
"Why am I bald in all the pictures!?"
"Mmm, you have a certain appeal with that glowing skull."
"Iwa-chan you can't be serious! Who edited this?"
"No idea."
The duo shared a look, shrugging at the same time as they watched their captain complain about the images you had 'minimally' retouched.
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Current brain worm: teaching Genshin characters vines for no reason except chaos
Itto: *Drops a piece of toast on his shirt*
[Name]: Hah, look at the buns on that guy.
Heizou: This is the comedy police! The jokes too funny!
[Name], booking it: I’M NOT GOIN BACK TO JAIIIIIIL!!!!
[Name]: *Walking down one of Tarutsuna’s pathways* Road work ahead? Well yeah, I sure hope it does.
Kazuha, seeing [Name] walking towards the edge of a broken bridge: *Visible concern*
[Name]: Hey check out this new umbrella I got!
Chongyun: You know it’s bad luck to open those inside right?
[Name]: It’ll be fiiiine-
Xiao: WHO SUMMONED ME?!
[Name]: *Screaming*
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checkoutmybookshelf · 2 months
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Ok, so actually? The things I've been using most commonly as bookmarks lately are appointment cards for my rheumatologist. Those things are literally EVERYWHERE on my desk and table, so they're always in easy reach when I need a bookmark. My Anne of Green Gables books still have those metal book darts in them though...
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cjrex · 5 months
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So I was reading a bl manga just recently and...
Rational side: oh...this dude is extra shady...he knew were the other one was?
Delulu: awwww that's so cute!!! he was worried about him.
RS: nonononono... he's clearly a stalker...it's as clear as the frickin sun.
Delulu: ah so what if he's a little grey, it's a cute color.
RS: bitch no! That's the blackest black I've ever seen...it's so black it's red.
Delulu: *puts fingers to RS's lips* shh shh shhhh love is a beautiful thing.
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chillpotato · 11 months
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Mieko Kawakami, from 'Heaven'
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writersarea · 9 months
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i'm gonna go ahead and cement my hold on "chaotic reader" by saying that sometimes i enjoy reading the sequel book before reading the first IF it is well written
i like the chance to slowly fill in the blanks myself, to have the story unravel itself to me, a stranger to its universe, in its own time and pace
to learn a clearly well established world that i veered into by accident at the wrong turn and decided that this is my path now
i love my well written sequels that i don't have to read the first book to and can still love every inch of the story
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jackxo · 2 months
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☕️ ℭ𝔞𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔫𝔬𝔦𝔰𝔢𝔰?
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hazbingirliexoxo · 23 days
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Alastor: Do you ever wonder how many houses you’ve passed in your lifetime that have people locked in the basement?😃
Reader: ….
Angel: Like in a kinky BDSM kinda way or…?
Reader: What the actual fuck is wrong with you two?
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gojoest · 4 months
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pregnancy freak satoru loves to put his hands on your baby bump—be it by subtle silly touches, or those that are strongly protective, or the ones that are loving or yearning—he lives for it, to touch his creation.  
when you brush your teeth in the morning and his free hand reaches to rub your belly, looking at you at the same time, the mother of his unborn, with a silly face—toothpaste leaking from the corners of his mouth and eyes that smile a proud “heh, i put that there. heh, heh. heheheheh. heh.”;
when you take a stroll outside and walk by strangers and his initial instinct is to protect you, both of you—that shape his entire world. so, naturally his hand lands on the low of your back and the other covers your belly with the entirety of his palm, fingertips gently but securely glued on it—in a very don’t you dare brush against them or i’ll blast you away with everything i’ve got in me manner that it reflects on his eyes as they throw daggers at the person who was, probably, only rushing back to work from their lunch break and, unfortunately, happened to be near you;
when you’re making dinner and he comes back home, sneaks from behind and wraps his arms around you, plants a soft peck on your shoulder as he takes the knife off your hand so he can continue where you left off—the mother of his child must absolutely not lift anything that weighs more than a feather—still, though, he asks you to hold the cucumber in place on the chopping board for him as his other hand is busy caressing your belly, reuniting with his baby after a long and tiring day dealing with curses and higher-ups;
when you go to bed at night, all comfortably spooned and ready to doze off, that is, until his hips start humping you from behind, his erection making its presence known by the way it grows bigger and bigger rub after rub between your ass cheeks all while his arm is rested on your side, hand reaching to your swollen belly to hold his creation—that he and you together made—through the skin against his palm.
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revwatts · 24 days
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Petition to make
'loud, chaotic and dramatic husky girlfriend x sunshine, lovable and adorable golden retriever boyfriend'
to happen.
"Chaos follow me everywhere I go." Boyfriend x "Are you calling me chaos!?" Girlfriend
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graciepasty · 2 months
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Charlie Dalton/Nuwanda. Dead Poets Society (1989).
ily @h3x-ed ! im not using ur request cuz it messes with my format :( but p.s.a this girly is my number one fan !
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abyssruler · 1 year
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flowers and unplanned proposals
xiao x gn!reader
if someone gifts an adeptus with flowers, it means you are proposing to them, and if they take it, it means they accept the proposal. unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on who you ask), you weren’t aware of such a custom. or — xiao thinks you’re married, but you just thought flowers would look nice on him.
fluff. comedy-ish. accidental malewife acquisition. featuring reader being clueless, xiao being hopeless, and lumine and hu tao being your biggest supporters
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It started with a walk on the road as an acquaintance accompanied you.
There’d been a wild flower by the side, with white and lilac petals that you’d thought, rather presumptuously, would suit the dour faced adeptus beside you. So, you plucked it and impulsively handed it to him, a smile on your face and a shocked one on his.
His fingers closed around the flower’s stem, the stern lines of his face softening as he gazed at the tiny petals that glittered in the sun.
You’ve never been rid of him since.
Your friend Xiao could be described as protective at best and possessive at worst. It’s not a bad thing, of course! Caring for a friend is always a good thing in your books, but sometimes, you think he takes the word ‘caring’ to an almost extreme degree.
Take, for instance, now.
“Xiao?”
He hums from his spot on the sill of your window, not even sitting, no, he’s crouched on it, balanced on the thin ledge at the tips of his toes and keeping his eyes (which oddly glowed like a cat’s) peeled for any danger. Like this, he almost looks like a bird perched on a branch.
You let out an awkward laugh. “You know, I appreciate you doing this for me, keeping me safe and all, but I think I can spend the night on my own safely.”
His head whips to you so fast you almost feared he’d get neck cramps, an expression of surprise and… hurt? on his face.
“You… don’t want me here?”
You’ve never backtracked so fast in your life. “No! I mean, yes—but not in the way you’re thinking!”
He looks forlorn now, stepping down the windowsill and shoulders hunched in a similar manner to that of a cat pulling its ears down its head. “Is this what the Traveler meant by sleeping on the couch?”
You’re not sure what to do, but it seems like he wants to sleep on the couch? Puzzled, you smile encouragingly even though you don’t quite understand his words. “Er, if you want to sleep on the couch, you’re welcome to do so?”
His face falls.
“And, I don’t know, he just became all—sad? Just, I felt so bad for basically kicking him out of my room, and now that I’m thinking more on it, I should’ve just offered to let him sleep beside me. Like a, um, a sleepover!”
There’s a distinctly bashful look on your face and, oh god, you’re drawing little circles on the table with your finger, an almost dreamy glint in your eyes.
Sweet Jesus that doesn’t exist in this world, Lumine is going to barf.
She slams her hands on the table, startling you in the process as she leans down and says with an exasperated face, “Have you considered that maybe you actually like him and he—”
“What?!” you squawk, mouth open in disbelief and a mortified look contorting your features. “That’s—don’t say such things, Lumi!”
She drops back down her chair, leveling you with a look that basically said, are you for real right now?
“It’s written all over your face—”
You quickly slap both hands on your cheeks, turning your head away. “I don’t like him! How could I ever… he’s an adeptus and I…”
“And you made an adeptus sleep on your couch,” Lumine deadpans.
She can feel the way your face burned at the reminder. You slump over the table, burying your head in your arms and bemoaning your decision. “I didn’t mean to disrespect him…”
“Oh, I’m sure disrespect was the farthest thing you did to him,” she mutters beneath her breath. Broke his heart, shattered his hopes and dreams, devastated him—Lumine can name a few more.
But then, you suddenly straighten up, determination lining your face. There’s a look in your eyes that tells Lumine she should probably stop you from doing whatever idiotic thing—however in good faith it might be—that you’re about to do.
“I should give him some flowers as an apology. He always gets so… not exactly happy but—warm, that’s it. He feels warmer whenever I give him flowers.” You smile, reminiscing on whatever moments you had with him. You stand up, looking down at the empty plates all over the table before looking at her apologetically. “I’m sorry, could you foot the bill this time?”
Lumine sighs. She’s still got money from the last commission Ningguang made her do, so she supposes she can do it. Just this once. “Fine, but you’re paying for our next outing!”
You beam, thanking her before running to the nearest flower shop or wherever it is you’re going to be getting those flowers from.
“Make sure to let him sleep on your bed next time!” Lumine yells to your retreating back, ignoring the strange, almost scandalized, looks from nearby patrons.
You find him at your house, completely ignoring how strange it is that a friend has complete access to your house including a spare key and extra clothes on the closet just for him. It’s simply become the norm, is all. And he’s a good—you don’t quite know what to call him, roommate? you’ll settle for friend—friend, helping you with the chores and often accompanying you to the market when you need new groceries—but only during the early mornings, of course. You know how much he dislikes crowds.
“I’m home!”
The response comes immediate and, judging by the direction, it came from the kitchen, “Welcome home.”
The large bouquet of glaze lilies interspersed with roses and qingxin flowers is heavy on your arms as you walked to the kitchen. Xiao is there, a broom in hand which he sets aside once he sees you and what you’re carrying.
“Here!” You grin, extending the bouquet forward and into his arms.
He accepts it, a flush to his cheeks and looking distinctly flustered by the gift. “I… thank you.”
“It’s an apology.”
His eyes snap to yours, iridescent gold piercing through you. There’s something almost vulnerable in the way he’s gazing at you, hands tightening around the flowers.
You fiddle with your fingers. “Well, I wanted to say sorry for making you sleep on the couch. If you’d like, you can sleep beside me tonight.”
Something in him relaxes, tension bleeding out of his posture as he smiles, small and near unnoticeable to anyone who didn’t know him so well.
For some reason, the sight of it makes your heart leap.
Lumine’s words repeat in your mind.
Have you considered that maybe you actually like him?
No, you think with dread, absolutely not.
“Yes,” Hu Tao crows in delight, “You’re absolutely in love!”
“See, that’s what I tried to say yesterday, but nooo. Oh, Lumi, Xiao is just a friend,” Lumine grouches, imitating your voice and utterly failing because while she may be strong enough to fight monsters and gods, that girl has absolutely no talent when it comes to mimicking.
Your palms cover your face that feels warm to touch. “I do not sound like that. And it’s true, we really are just friends!”
“Of course, because friends do things like living together and sleeping on the same bed and holding hands—” You open your mouth to protest, but Hu Tao doesn’t let you interrupt, “—don’t deny it! I saw you last week near Liuli Pavilion, and he was holding your hand and carrying a bag of food!”
“He’s just really helpful! He’s an adeptus,” you argue, though it sounds weak even to your own ears.
“And do all adepti live with a human, do they sleep with them—”
“You make it sound so lewd, Lumi!”
“—do they hold their hands and go grocery shopping at five in the morning with them?” Lumine pierces you with those honey gold eyes of hers. “Did you know I barely have anything to do in the Adventurer’s Guild here in Liyue besides babysitting and errands because someone—namely, an adeptus who coincidentally goes by the name Xiao—keeps killing all the monsters within the area?”
Hu Tao cackles. “He always asks about you whenever I encounter him at Wuwang Hill.”
You level her with an incredulous look. “What were you even doing there?”
“Hiding bodies, duh!” At your horrified look, she winks. “Just kidding!”
You shake off Hu Tao’s laughter and pinch your lips together. “Look, it’s—we’re just friends. That’s all there is to it.”
Lumine huffs, “Yeah, sure, because friends like you two give each other flowers everyday. How does your house still have space in it for more?”
You would’ve refuted her words, would’ve argued that no, you don’t give each other flowers everyday, just on a regular basis—but Hu Tao’s sudden silence concerned you more than what Lumine said. The funeral director turns her head to you with wide eyes.
“You gave him flowers?” she asks, an odd tone to her voice.
Your brows furrow at her uncharacteristic seriousness. “Um, yes? I do it all the time.”
She leapt forward, grabbing your shoulders and lips twitching into something you could almost call glee. “And he accepted it?”
“Why wouldn’t he?”
Hu Tao lets go of your shoulders to tilt her head back and laugh. Not the nice little giggles she does after a successful prank, no, this is more manic. The kind that wouldn’t make you think, oh how sweet, but instead makes you think, oh this girl belongs in a facility.
Even Lumine seems confused by her reaction, joining you in watching her like she’s just grown two heads. Hu Tao takes one look at both of your expressions and dissolves into another fit of laughter.
“Oh, dear. And you don’t even know what it means!” she says in between laughs.
Lumine, having had enough of being in the dark, grabs Hu Tao’s face with both hands and forces her to look at her in the eye. “What does it mean?”
Hu Tao grins, gaze darting to you. “When you give an adeptus flowers, it means you’re proposing to them.”
You and Lumine gape, understanding dawning on your heads, though there’s horror on your part at what it could mean.
But Hu Tao doesn’t stop there, “And if they take it…”
You await her next words with bated breath, Lumine seemingly on the edge of her seat as well.
“…It means they accept your proposal.”
Lumine’s screech of delight at this newfound information drowns out the metaphorical sound of your world falling apart and being built anew.
You come home in a daze, eyes blankly staring ahead and unaware of your surroundings until you blink, and suddenly, you’re sitting at the dining table, a plate of steaming shrimp balls being placed in front of you.
Xiao crouches by your chair, examining your face with worried eyes. “Are you well?”
Your throat shrivels up. All the words and arguments you’d been planning to say earlier dying on your tongue. So, instead, you nod. He doesn’t outwardly look relieved, but the softness in his touch belies his care as he places a single stemmed qingxin flower on your palm.
It’s still fresh, you notice, dew gathering on the petals and the scent still present.
Xiao sits on the chair opposite yours, looking at anything and anywhere but your eyes. “I plucked it from the highest mountains of Jueyun Karst, blessed by Cloud Retainer and said to ward away unwanted dreams.”
You stare down at it, at the white petals that feel soft against the pads of your fingers, heart beating out of your chest and hands clammy and breaths labored, a pleasant twist to your gut as you realized that he’d gone out of his way to climb a mountain and have it blessed by an adeptus just to give it to you. There’s being friends, handing each other flowers they saw on the road or bought at a shop, and then, there’s this.
Your mouth feels dry, your chest feels full, and there’s something on the tip of your tongue begging to be let out.
“Xiao,” you start, finally gaining the courage to look up and meet his eyes. “What are we?”
His lips part, eyes widening the slightest amount that tells you he’s unsure what brought this question on and how to answer it.
You shake your head. “Never mind. Just tell me this—are we… engaged?”
At this, Xiao seems to relax. “No.”
You barely have the chance to feel a mix of relief and disappointment, though why you’d feel disappointment at having proof that you and Xiao really are just friends—
He smiles, a small one but no less brighter for it. “We are married, aren’t we?”
And oh.
Oh.
It’s not until now, with the confirmation of everything you dreaded (everything you’d hoped and wanted and yearned for desperately) that you realize how much you’ve longed for something more with him—how much you’ve longed for him.
“Xiao,” you say, eyes crinkling at the corners and cheeks aching with the intensity of your smile, “I love you.”
He startles, blinking up at you with wide eyes, red creeping up his cheeks, but before he can say anything you know he’s not quite prepared to say yet, you continue, still a little indignant at discovering you’d been married without a clue.
“But I demand a proper wedding ceremony!”
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edit: the semi part 2 y’all have been asking for
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