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kuni-is-daddy · 1 year

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thinking about Scara and you being on a mission, you and your group set up camp but you felt safer sleeping with him after he saved you earlier, hell scoff and tell he didn’t want to do it (he did) and that your stupid for wanting to sleep with him, but you end up being on his chest as he does work, snoozing you accidentally move ur knee down there, he’ll wake you up and tell you this is your test isn’t it? Getting him hard while you sleeping on him so easy to take right there and then

Ya the rest of the camp heard you guys go all night

#3) BOSS SCARA X F! ASSISTANT/BODYGUARD READER.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

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FT: Teasing, fingering. Part 1!

The abyss, A world within the cosmos of space and time. You've only been their once and that was with your sensei, the strongest human in the world. Il Capitano. Of course, you've seen the horrors, monsters and demons you've never heard of. But to your boss this was nothing. If only you knew that sooner when you were ambushed by a group of abyss lectors while the rest of the group scara was forced to bring along went ahead to set up camp.

You were thrown back after being stabbed through your shoulder. You fell back with a loud thud. The lector charged at you. You we're petrified in fear. You've never been attacked like this before and left in such pained state so fast. All you could do was hold out your weapon in fear, covering you face and closing your eyes as your body trembled with each breath you took. In a instant there was a bright flash of white light, as if all time stoped. You slowly opened your eyes with a view of nothing but red and black ash. Not a enemy was in sight. You sighed with relief. Only to be greeted by a familiar face walking towards you.

"K-kuni.. You saved me!" You got up with a short groan from the stinging pain within your shoulder and hugged him. He sighed. "I turn my eyes for one second because here I thought you we're going to put on some sort of show for me y/n. Or is that something you can only do when you want me?" You pulled away from the one sided hug while he looked you up and down. "Ugh humans really are irritating....... the fuck happened to your shoulder?" He rushed over to you to look at the wound. That was a surprise. Usually he'd just tell you to go patch up somewhere or walk it off. "You fucking idiot. You see how close you got hit towards your neck? What. Did you let that shit hit you?" He sat you down against the boulder to tend to your wound, sterilizing it and wrapping it too stop further infection. You giggled at how focused he was on making sure you we're okay. "Now who's the assistant Kuni?" He blushed and got closer to you "Its still you stupid. And it was nothing- Just need one less liability around here." He gave you a quick kiss on your cheek and then helped you up. "did that hurt?" "N-no kuni" you stuttered. "Good. Because im not walking you all the fucking way there." ((he did))

It was the middle of the night in the camp and everyone slept in shifts, except your boss. You offered to stay up but scara insisted you got your rest. despite that, you just couldnt sleep. You got up and peaked out through your tent before leaving to see if anyone noticed. The coast was clear and you headed to scara's tent. Inside, your boss was busy writing informs to give back to 'his excellency, The shogun' on the progress of your mission. If only she for once came along to see his new technique of the Musou no Hitotachi. He sighed and looked up to notice a shadow appearing from the outside of the tent.

"Come in. Don't waste my time." He was a little caught off guard to see your sleepy form infront of him. "Oh great its you." He said sarcastically. "My lo- I mean. Kuni.. I..I dont feel safe tonight.." "Safe? what do you mean you dont 'feel safe?' is their not anyone on fucking guard outside?" He began to get up. "N-no kuni! Its not that.. im just.. A little shook up from earlier... I never got..Hurt like that before." "Oh really? So the ever so strong y/n never got injured before? Want me to read you a bedtime story~" He said teasingly but stopped after realizing you just held your head down in shame. "God your so sensitive sometimes its annoying. Come here." You walked towards him. "K...kuni... Can i sleep with you tonight...?" "With me? That sounds stupid. I have important things to do y/n." "But kuni~ I wont bother you I promise. I love being with you. You make me feel so safe." Something about you saying that changed his mood through a 180. "Fine. Just dont fucking bother me." He patted on his lap for you to sit, And you gladly did.

You sunk into his warm embrace, Wrapping your hands around him while having nothing but a view of his back and the mesmerizing katana he used to save you with earlier. It was true. Always sitting with kuni or being by his side made you feel so safe despite both of your roles in society. The dead silence around the camp. The quiet tsks and sighs you heard from him with you wrapped around him. Along with the strokes of his pen. Slowly but surely, you fell asleep to the rhythm of his body moving up and down as he breathed.

Smutt

"Alright. I'm done with my work. You can move now" He tapped you but you were sound asleep. Your body looked so peaceful resting on him. Usually your either on guard while he's sleep or finishing work. The two of you never had a chance to ACTUALLY sleep together. The times you wanted to, scara was always so dismissive of it. But now he enjoyed it. And was a little aroused. He tried to adjust and get more comfortable but your knee ended up shifting around his crotch. Fuck, now he was getting turned on. Remembering The way you'd grind your body against him while he laid in bed. How you'd breathe out how much you want him. God he could take you on right now. He tapped your shoulder again "Wake up y/n." You shuffled around, now your ass was against his crotch. "Huh...k-kuni what's wronggg..I was sleepingg"

"your trying to test me right now y/n?" "What...?"

"you wanted to see how hard your master gets when your on top of him.." He whispered in your ear while cupping your ass with his hand. "No.. Kuni I just wanted to sleep with you~" "you are going to sleep with me y/n."

"That's it y/n.. grind on your master like that. Wanna feel that wet pussy all over my cock...fuck..." You shifted on him back and forth. "K-kuni! Don't be so loud or the others will-" he cut you off "I don't fucking care. Let them hear how well my pet is making me feel good" Kuni pulled you into a kiss and you began to shift your hand under his suit, playing with the buttons. "Ah my little pet is so eager to touch me huh? So this was your test for master?~" "..shut up.." he pulled away from the kiss and picked you up, laying you against the table. Giving you a perfect view while he stripped for you. "Shit I love it when you look at me like that. How that pure and innocent facade of yours dies. You really are a slut for me y/n" now it was your turn, but you we're injured so Kuni took your clothes off for you. Examining your body. "Fuck you look so good on the table like that." He brought himself down towards your neck and whispered in your ear while shifting his other hand down to your pussy, inserting 2 fingers. "How about I call one of those pathetic soldiers in here. So they can watch as I cum inside of you. You want that pet?" "aH~ n-no kuni I don't want it~" "you don't baby? I want them to fucking see how they'll never have you, how much you only love daddy's cock. How much I make you fucking beg for me." he began to speed up his pace as his tone turned aggressive. The ecstacy burned through your body. "PLEASE K-KUNI~ YOUR GOING TOO FAST~" "oh yeah baby? Please what? Do you wanna cum?"

"Y-YES KUNI~" "Then beg for me. Beg to cum on daddy's fingers." "AH~ P-PLEASE MASTER~ PLEASE LET ME CUM. I WANT IT~ " Fuck yes Then cum for me pet, squirt all over daddy's fingers. Be my good girl" You let out a loud moan as your cum leaked onto your masters fingers. He pulled away from you while licking his hand clean. "You taste so fucking good y/n. This pussy is all mine." Scara examined your beautiful body once more, how tired you already we're from his fingers. "Let daddy feel those tits of yours y/n" he climbed ontop of you once more on the table and began shifting his hands around your boobs. Caressing them, then rubbing his thumb around your nipple "K-kuni~ be gentle please~" he laughed "Gentle? Is my little slut sensitive around her nipples?" You looked away. "Mmm I don't think daddy can be gentle right now. Wanted to touch these tits of yours for so long, ever since I first fucking saw you, wanted' to cum right on them so fucking hard." "Shit.. as soon as your shoulder feels better I'm going to fuck you until you can't walk."

#genshin smut #genshin x you #genshin x y/n #genshin impact #scaramouche smut #scaramouche x female reader #scaramouche x y/n #scaramouche x you

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xjulixred45x · 6 months

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Jujustu Kaisen

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Series: Crossover Diabolik Lovers x Jujustu Kaisen

CrackShip idea: Yui Komori x....Itadori Yuji/Crossover Diabolik Lovers x Jujustu Kaisen

CrackShip idea:¿Yui x Gojo?¿Yui x Sukuna? Both.

CrackShip idea: Yui x Megumi, Yui x Nobara

Yandere! PLATONIC!Satoru Gojo x Oc(background Yandere Gojo x Yui Komori BRUTE END)

Itadori/Fushiguro/Kusigaki x Reader with PAS

Gojo and Gero with a S/o who does Tango

Dumb question: why Kenjaku never use Riko Amanai's corpse?(i got a Answer)

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto x Reader with a Twin

Yandere! Poly Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto x Darling! Reader Part 2! Additional Headcanons

Satoru Gojo Suguru Geto x Idol! Reader

Suguru Geto x Disabled Reader

Kinda Second part of Geto x Disabled Reader bc i can't have enogh (Drabble)

Bully!SatuSugu x Bully!Reader?(Drabble)

Nobara Kusigaki x Reader from our times

Series: Platonic Yandere Kenjaku for Geto's child

Platonic Yandere Kenjaku for Geto's child

Geto's child escapes + Kenjaku yandere tendencies more explained

How would be Choso with Geto's child?

When/if Kenjaku gets Geto's child Back...

If Geto's child meet Gojo

MEMES

Satoru Gojo with a older brother Reader(Drabble) Part 2^: Big bro with Megumi and Tsumiki (and the Students)

Suguru Geto with a Younger Sister Reader(Drabble)

Satoru Gojo/ Suguru Geto x Carrie White like-Reader

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto with a little Sister Reader like Carrie White

SatoSugu x Reader with past and Personalilty like Subaru Sakamaki

Suguru Geto x Kotoha Hashibira like-Reader (long Drabble?)

Yandere Gojo x Sorcerer Killer reader

Platonic Yandere Gojo x Teenage! reader: grounding

SatoSugu x Douma! Reader

Platonic Yandere Nanami x Adoptive Daughter Reader

Platonic Yandere Satoru x Demaryius!Reader Additional Ask

Choso x Little Sister Reader (PLATONIC)

Ryomen Sukuna x Douma! Reader

SatoSugu x Special Grade Sorcerer/Yuki Tsukumo! Reader

Yandere Nanami x Frail! Reader x Yandere Gojo

Choso x Yui Komori like-Reader

Platonic! Yandere Choso x Kianna! Reader

Platonic Yandere Nanami Drabble: Hide and seek

Yandere Satoru Gojo: Open the Door

Yandere Choso Kamo General Headcanons

Yandere Higuruma?

Platonic Yandere Nanami x Necromancer! Reader after Shibuya

Atsuya Kusakabe General Dating Headcanons

Yandere Toji x Reader Drabble: a Step ahead

Platonic Yandere Nanami/Platonic Yandere Higuruma x Reader Drabble: please, eat Darling

SatoSugu x Boiling Islands Reader

Platonic Shoko lieri x Nezuko Reader (+Tanjiro)

Español

Serie: Crossover Diabolik Lovers x Jujustu Kaisen

CRACKSHIP: Yuji Itadori x....Yui Komori

CRACKSHIP: Yui x Gojo, Yui x Sukuna

CRACKSHIP: Yui y Megumi, Yui y Nobara

Yandere! Platónico! Gojo Satoru x Kianna Komori(menor Yui x Gojo, Brute End)

Itadori/Fushiguro/Kusigaki x Lector con PAS

Nobara Kusigaki x Lector neutro de nuestro mundo

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto x Lector/a que hace Tango (Drabble)

Pregunta tonta:¿Porque Kenjaku nunca poseyó el cuerpo de Riko Amanai?(respondido)

Satoru Gojo Suguru Geto x Lector/a con un/a Gemelo/gemela

Yandere! Poly! SatoSugu x Lector

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto x Lectora Idol

Suguru Geto x Lector neutro Discapacitado

Segunda parte de Suguru Geto x Lector Discapacitado porque no puedo tener suficiente

Bully SatuSugu x Lector/a Bully?

Nobara Kusigaki x Lector neutro de nuestros tiempos

Serie: Yandere Platónico Kenjaku por el hijo de Geto

Kenjaku siendo un yandere platónico por el hijo de Geto

El hijo de Geto escapa+Tendencias Yandere de Kenjaku más explicadas

Choso con el hijo de Geto

Que pasaría si Kenjaku recuperará al hijo de Geto...

Si el hijo de Geto conociera a Gojo..

MEMES

Satoru Gojo con un hermano mayor (Drabble)

Satoru Gojo con un hermano mayor parte 2: Lector conoce a Megumi y Tsumiki. Ft Kugisaki e Itadori

Suguru Geto con una hermana menor (Drabble)

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto x Lectora como Carrie White

Satoru Gojo/Suguru Geto x hermana Lectora como Carrie White (PLATONICO)

SatoSugu x Lectora con personalidad y pasado de Subaru Sakamaki

Yandere Gojo x Lectora asesina de hechiceros

Yandere Platónico Gojo x Lectora Adolescente: castigo

SatoSugu x Lectora Douma

Yandere Platónico Nanami x hija adoptiva lectora

Yandere Platónico Satoru Gojo x Demaryius Lector

Lector Demaryius, pregunta adicional.

Choso y hermana pequeña Lectora

Sukuna x Douma Lectora

Choso Kamo x Lectora Yui Komori

SatoSugu x Hechicera de grado especial! Lectora

Yandere Platónico Choso x Kianna Lectora

Yandere Platónico Nanami: escondite(Drabble)

Yandere Satoru Gojo: Abre la Puerta

Yandere Choso: Headcanons generales

Higuruma yandere?

Yandere Platónico Nanami x necromaga Lectora

Atsuya Kusakabe Headcanons generales

Yandere Toji Fushiguro x lector@: un paso adelante (Drabble)

Yandere Platónico Nanami/Yandere Platónico Higuruma x Lector(Drabble): porfavor come..

SatoSugu x Lectora de las islas Hirvientes TOH

Kiyotaka Ijichi x lector@ adoptad@(platonico)

#jjk x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu no kaisen #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujustu kaisen

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pumpk1n-writes · 1 year

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If it's ok with you, can I request a fic where,

Stu Macher has a younger adopted sibling who's about 12-14 years old and on the night of the party she's supposed to be spending the night at a friend's but she ends up going back to her house because her friend canceled on her and she ends up going home to find the house practically empty and sidney, stu, and billy in the kitchen with sidney during the whole reveal/monologue part and then everything just unravels from there.

Yes ofc!! Thank you for requesting <3

Supposed To Be Safe

➥ in which the reader comes home to a bloodbath and their big brother at the center of it {ft. big brother Stu, Billy is protective of the reader, mentions of blood and ✨murder✨, poor little traumatized reader}

Requested ~ yes / no | Word Count ~ 760

Taglist ~ @wasawattpadkid @itzlovelyautumn

“And you’re absolutely sure that they’re going to be at their friend’s house tonight?” Billy asked for the fifth time in the past hour. Even though he wasn’t your brother, he still cared deeply about you.

Stu smiled at him, patting his best friend on the shoulder. “I’m absolutely sure.” He understood Billy’s worry — in fact every time he thought about what was to come he felt his own soul twist when he realized there was a chance of you coming home too early.

The first partygoers pulled up, and Stu ushered Billy into the shadows. “Go get ready!”

Billy rolled his eyes but complied anyway, retreating farther into the darkness and hiding behind a bush where one of the Ghostface costumes was buried. Billy went over the plan once more in his head.

First, Tatum dies. Hopefully no one notices that she’s missing or else their plan is ruined. Stu kicks everyone out around curfew — everyone except their soon-to-be victims. He goes to get dressed, and the bloodshed begins.

After that, the only thing would be to corner Sidney in the kitchen and have their main character moments, kill her off, stab each other, kill Neil, and wait for help to arrive.

Bing bang boom. Easy peasy.

The first part of the plan went off without a hitch. Tatum was dead, Sidney was going to be, and you were still gone.

Billy was still gloating to Sidney when he heard the front door open.

You were walking into your own house, but it seemed like a foreign country. Blood covered the walls and there were bodies by the front door that you had to step over to cross the threshold of your home. The only thing that you heard was someone breathing hard.

“Did you hear that, Stu? I think she wants a motive! Hmm. . . I don’t really believe in motives. Did Norman Bates have a motive? And did they ever explain why Hannibal Lector liked to eat people? Don’t think so. You see, it’s scarier when they don’t have a motive, Sid.”

Fear overtook you at the sound of Billy’s voice. If everyone was dead, what happened to Stu? What happened to Billy? Was Billy the murderer since he was currently monologuing?

“Stu!” You called out, trying to calm your shaking hands. Was this the work of Ghostface? “Billy!”

You heard Sidney scream, then get cut off, presumably by the culprit’s hand over her mouth. You heard someone get dragged away, then Stu’s yelp. “Stu?” You called again.

“I thought you said they were going to be gone tonight!” Billy whisper-yelled, using some random discarded rope to tie up Sidney so she didn’t escape.

“They were supposed to be!” Stu was frantic. “I don’t know what happened.”

Billy rubbed his hand over his face and groaned.

“Billy?”

“What?” His voice was nasty, frustrated that his long awaited revenge had to wait yet another bit of time. But when he heard how soft Stu’s voice was, he made an effort to calm himself.

“Please don’t hurt them. I don’t know what you’re thinking right now but they mean too much to me, we can’t let them be a part of this.”

Billy was taken aback. Stu really thought that he was gonna kill you? “Stu, that’s your sibling. They might as well be my sibling too. I’m not gonna kill them. Not even a scratch,” he rubbed Stu’s knee. “We’ll figure something out.”

“Stu? Billy!” Your voice was getting more frantic as you entered the destroyed and bloodied kitchen. Billy could see that Stu was getting more distraught, so he motioned for him to go to you.

“I’m here!” Stu stumbled away from their hiding spot, Billy still covering Sidney’s mouth.

Relief flooded through you, washing to your very toes, before you realized that someone was missing. Your voice was extremely quiet, and Stu almost missed what you said. “Where’s Billy?”

“He’s fine.” He said it too quickly for you not to be suspicious, and he saw it on your face. “Come on, do you really think I could hurt anyone?”

You shook your head, guilty that you’d even considered that an option. You stepped closer to him, enveloping him in a bloody hug. He winced when you pressed against his wounds.

“Stu?”

“Yeah?” Stu wrapped his arms around you, pressing his face into your hair. If anything had happened to you he doesn’t know what he would’ve done.

“Did I scare him off? Is he still here?”

“Yeah. You scared him off. He won’t bother us anymore.”

#billy loomis scream #scream #scream 1996 #billy loomis #fluff #stu matcher fluff #stu matcher imagine #stu matcher

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recovering-catholic · 1 year

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Catholic Gothic ft. Eldest Daughter Syndrome

You sit at the front of the church every Sunday. Everyone knows your family. You're the eldest daughter of the biggest family in the parish. The doctor's family is nearly as large, but they are all boys. Your father wants to pair you off with their eldest son.

Your Uncle John is a priest in a nearby city. Your parish priest knows him well.

Everyone leaves their coats on, as though they want to be able to leave in a hurry. What are they afraid of?

How long have you been in the parish hall for? Minutes or hours? It always seems the same. You are having the same conversations you had last week, last month, next year. Nothing changes, and the coffee is always burnt.

Your father is the best lector in the congregation. He speaks very well and commands the attention of everyone in the church. You decide you want to be a lector when you’re a grown up.

Everyone knows your family. You sit at the front of the church every Sunday. Everyone remarks on how well-behaved and devout you and your siblings are. You're the eldest daughter. You're tall for your age. You're a big help.

There is a man in your parish who was struck by lightning during the big tornado in the 80s. He walks shakily and speaks with a stutter, but he is always smiling. He says he was wicked before the storm, and that God struck him with lightning and then saved him.

It’s Good Friday. All of the statues are draped in dark fabric. There is no holy water. You know there will be no holy water. You have been Catholic your whole life. Every year, there is no holy water on the day the statues wear black. And yet you still try to bless yourself and are surprised when you come up dry.

It’s Good Friday. The Gospel is so long on Good Friday, but it would be wicked to complain. The Gospel is always a skit on the day the statues wear black, a kind of weird charade that is the same year after year. The priests and deacons and lectors all read for different characters. You, the congregation, are to be the crowd. You are Peter denying the Lord before the rooster crows. You are calling out for Barabas to be set free. You are the voice of doubt, of wickedness, of sin. The day the statues wear black, the day the holy water runs dry, is the day that you are reminded over and over again how dirty, broken, and bad you are. The day you need the holy water most is the day it is nowhere to be found.

You’re tall for your age. You’re only 12 but look and act much older. You’re the eldest daughter of the biggest family in the parish. Everyone who comes to church regularly knows that. You are in the parish hall holding your baby sister on your hip while your mother goes to the washroom because you're a big help. You are talking to your father while he sips his coffee with too much cream and sugar to cover up the burnt taste. You feel people staring at you. You do not recognize the old women, but you feel judgement in their gazes. You feel the whispers more than you hear them. They think you are your sister’s mother. They think you are a teenage mother. You keep your head held high and let them think whatever they want. Besides, if they came to church with any regularity they would know you, the eldest daughter of the biggest family in the parish, you're tall for your age and you're a big help.

There is a man sitting at a table in the parish hall after mass, giving out flyers. He gives your kid sister a lollipop. You realize as she unwraps it that there is a picture of a fetus imprinted onto it. You feel slightly ill but sip your burnt coffee and say nothing.

The usher for your section of the church is too friendly with you. You catch him looking at you too long as you pass the collection basket down the pew. When he approaches you in the parish hall, you feel a shiver in your spine even though the hall is full. Despite his age, his face is very smooth, like wax. You are never alone with him. You wish that your father wouldn’t talk to him anymore, but remind yourself that he has to - he is the best lector in the congregation, and the wax man has been an usher for decades. So you just smile. You’re the eldest daughter of the biggest family in the parish, after all. Everyone knows you.

You come home from university. Your sister is turning 12 but she's tall for her age, just like you were. You see the wax man looking at her and you feel rage boiling in your blood.

You're supposed to look your best at church. You've been raised to know this. You're the eldest daughter of the biggest family in the parish and everyone will see you in the front pew. You must look your best in the house of the Lord. You're in the washroom before Mass making sure your lipstick isn't smudged. The old women tell you "once you're my age, you'll be focused on your rosary, not your lipstick". But you are trying to look your best before the Lord. Your family always sits in the first pew and everyone will see you. The pews have eyes.

Every year on Mother's Day, there are roses for sale in the parish hall. Each rose is a toonie. You make sure you have lots of toonies and give one to each of your siblings. One year, you're home from university. You realize the proceeds from the roses go to the crisis pregnancy centre that gave out the fetus lollipops. You don't give your sisters any toonies.

You get to church early to walk the Stations of the Cross. You come to the end to find yourself back at the beginning. You walk the Stations of the Cross again. They never end. You are stuck in this parade of gore. It was all for you. You walk the Stations of the Cross. It was all for you. All for you. You didn't ask for it but it was all for you.

The candles for intentions are always lit under the watchful eye of Mother Mary. She watches them all night to make sure they do not burn down the church. Sometimes you think she is watching you too. The pews have eyes. You ask your parents how they do not burn down the church. It is because the flames are holy.

Guilt is your mother tongue. Shame was your first language. For what, you don't know. For you.

It's Christmas. You haven't darkened the door of your home parish in a year. They have a new priest. Of course he knows your family well by now. You always sit in the first pew. What is better, you wonder: to commit the mortal sin of taking the Eucharist in a state of apostasy and have no one know but yourself or not to take it and feel the eyes upon you? You choose the latter even though you don't believe in the former. The priest watches you, your father's daughter, as you place your hand over your heart respectfully - the universal sign that you won't take the Eucharist. He watches you all the way back to the first pew where you kneel, square your shoulders, and meet his eye.

#emily speaks #this has been languishing in my notes app for ages #catholic gothic #catholic guilt #my writing #ex catholic #excatholic #ex christian #exchristian #exvangelical #apostate #deconstruction #deconversion #deconvert #religious trauma #eldest daughter syndrome #parentified child #parentification

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hometoursandotherstuff · 2 years

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This little house in Los Angeles, California is a mess, but wait! You gotta see some of the cool stuff the previous occupant left behind. You could knock the 1 bdrm/1ba house down and keep the stuff. Or, you can rehab it. Firstly, you would have to salvage that metal spiderweb on the window. ($330K)

The front door looks like something out of Dr. Frankenstein’s lab or Hannibal Lector’s cell.

You can see the spider web from inside, here. There’s a cool clown face and neat medical cabinet.

Looks like a warthog head up there. Very cool. Who knows what other treasures you’d find.

Oooh, a disco ball.

Some little decorations and a large vintage medical chart.

The bedroom has a wall that looks like an old jail, and what appears to be a stage prop.

Nice headboard for a bed.

The bathroom’s a wreck, but he started to do a giant mosaic.

He’s a got a mural in the kitchen and a cool medical fridge. Plus, a nice looking industrial light.

I like what he did w/the backsplash and there’s a little medical cabinet there.

The kitchen looks salvageable, sort of. There’s an interesting door, too.

Some ruins. The house was built in 1924.

I wonder what this was. Looks like there’s scaffolding still up.

The lot size is 4,887 Sq. Ft. From this angle it looks like some planet you’d see on Star Wars. Is that water and mountains in the background? I don’t know, what do you think about this property?

https://www.redfin.com/CA/Los-Angeles/624-E-Colden-Ave-90002/home/7302909?fbclid=IwAR2RiBKclkEg7ZVBOaEcD5FUe1zknf_hJ6LKhMXh71dK1DqkNcLDFDVAdPE

#derelict property #abandoned house for sale #creepy real estate

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genshxn · 2 years

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What Do You Call the Reverse of a Monsterfucker?

Part 2 of Taking Ls in the Abyss

i’ve got great titles, don’t i. also real talk, i don't know what the fuck the abyss looks like beyond ruins n stuff so we're all just gonna have to pretend that the shit i wrote is viable. also (x2) I'm having too much fun making y/n be annoying.

ft. xiao, enjou, lumine, electro abyss lector, and hydro abyss herald (and aether + paimon sort of)

TAGLIST: (lmk if you wanna be added)

@q804 @veralioz

word count: 4.7k (LMAO SORRY A BIT HAPPENS)

Well, the Abyss was definitely after you. Currently, you were minding your business, scavenging Guili Plains for chests like you were hunting for shredded cheese at 3:32 AM. Aether and Paimon were off trying to deal with some other overly convoluted commission, so you were left to your own devices. Amidst some bushes, you had found some scattered mora, but this had distracted you enough to not notice the sinister but goofy cackling coming from behind you. It wasn’t until a fireball went whooshing over your head that you realized a Pyro Abyss Mage was right behind you. You scrambled away from the now blazing bushes with sputtered yelling. You’re all alone right now. God fucking damnit.

"FUCK!" You call out, running for your life. If its shield was down, you’d beat its ass, but you don’t exactly have a hydro vision to vaporize its shield. The pesky mage continues to pursue you through the trees and bushes, launching fireballs while chattering annoyedly at your incessant movement. You’re too worried about trying to get out of range of the Abyss Mage to the point that you don’t even care if your feet get soaked in a shallow river. Water? An idea pops in your head.

Much to your disliking, you halt in your tracks amidst the water, waiting for the Abyss Mage to catch up. It continues to fire at you, which you narrowly manage to dodge each time. You can feel the heat of the blow every time they launch past you. You’re careful to stay in the water, slowly luring it out. If game physics still apply here, then the water you’re standing in would naturally take out the Abyss Mage’s shield… Steam flies off the transparent orb... Could the hidden bar drain any slower?

Plop. Into the water, the mage goes with a rather anticlimactic splash and unceremonious grunt.

You take this as your opportunity to run up to it with your sword. You're ready to beat some serious ass. That is until the sneaker bugger suddenly whips around right as you’re about to bring down the blade of your shitty sword. You’re met with a great blast of fire, sending both you and your sword flying backwards with a splash into harsh gravel. The blade lands somewhere far behind you with a loud clatter. You’re defenceless now. It's time for your last resort.

"Fucking shit— HELP!" You call out at the top of your lungs, confusing the Abyss Mage. "XIAO!!"

"Wait, NO—" the Abyss Mage panics.

Within seconds, the adeptus appears and takes only a moment to grasp the situation. After a streak of black and green, the Abyss Mage is reduced to nothing but blue sparkles on the wind.

(sorry, i just felt like writing a crap fight scene).

You breathe a sigh of relief, no longer having to worry about getting your hair singed off by the fun-sized arson gremlin. Xiao appears over by your side and wordlessly extends a hand down to you to help you up, which you gladly take. "You called?"

"Yes, I did. Thank you so much for that… Those things are a pain in the ass, aren’t they?" You reply as earnestly as you can.

"With their shields, definitely," Xiao says four words more than the anticipated zero. "Are you okay?" Three more in addition. He looks at you with more concern than you would have thought possible with how little you’ve spoken to him.

"Oh, y-yeah, I’m fine. I nearly had it, but the bastard decided to blast me in the face right as I was about to bop it on the head." You give a shitty thumbs up. "Guess my sword lessons from Aether haven’t quite paid off yet."

"He’s been teaching you to fight?" Xiao stands with his arms crossed over his small frame. It’s kind of hard to tell what he’s thinking right now. (Not that it’s ever easy.)

"For a couple of days, yeah. I’m not too bad against a hilichurl now," You say, somewhat proudly. Not to toot your own horn, but you’ve learnt quite quickly if you do say so yourself.

"You look slightly miserable," Xiao says out of nowhere. You blink in surprise at his sudden abrupt statement.

"Huh?"

"Come back to Wangshu Inn with me."

"Wait, but—" Before you could even finish your sentence, Xiao had slung your arm over his shoulder, and with a gentle step forward, the two of you are suddenly warped to the top of the Inn. Sunlight filters through the leaves of the massive tree, casting blobs of light and shadows on the wooden floor beneath your feet. From up here, you get to see the familiar but amazing view of Dihua Marsh from above.

Xiao wordlessly sits you down on the floor and draws your arm closer to him, analyzing it for any wounds. You don’t remember this ever being in Genshin.

"You’re quite injured…" Xiao mutters to himself. He’s right. You’ve managed to sustain about half a lifetime’s worth of damage to yourself. It’s a bit of a hard adjustment to suddenly be out in the field, often coming into the fire of various enemies with powers that are still otherworldly to you. Despite being littered with cuts and bruises, you feel surprisingly durable and lively. Maybe you’ve got a hidden HP bar that’s bigger than you thought. "What have you been doing?" Xiao’s sudden question draws you out of your thoughts.

"Adventuring. I’m just not very experienced at it." You shrug. You decide to avoid mentioning any involvement of the Abyss since they're the primary reason you've gotten into so many one-sided fights.

He comes to a stop at your upper arm which was bound in a loose bandage. It was better covered a few days ago, but it was beginning to come undone now. "I swear I can wrap bandages better than that."

Xiao makes no comment but instead opts to undo it completely. To your surprise, there's barely any remaining wound. All that lingers is the faint cicatrix of what was once a seething gash. "Damn, I healed fast." You remark at the sight of it. He traces along the scar with his gloved fingertips. He's surprisingly gentle.

"When did you get this wound?" Xiao asks, golden eyes now looking into yours.

"Uhhh, about 2 or 3 days ago." If you remember right, you were locked in a fierce one-on-one battle with about the seventh hilichurl that day. Out of nowhere, a hidden hilichurl shooter fired an arrow at you, which ended up cutting your upper arm rather than lodging itself in. That battle ended in a strategic retreat because that cut hurt like a bitch.

"You have some others that might require treatment." Xiao turns over your arm and finds a littering of fresh scrapes that you got after you were sent flying by that blast from the Abyss Mage.

"Oh, those are fine. I'll be alright," You reply. Xiao seems rather undeterred, however.

"Still, you are a mortal and should take care of yourself." He replies bluntly. Seems like there's not much arguing with him on this one. Besides, he's already going out of his way to help you. You may as well take it without argument. Suddenly, Xiao seems to hear something. You don't think you heard anything—

"Stay here, I have to deal with something." He says. Someone must be calling him from somewhere in Liyue. He quickly stands up and disappears in a cloud of black and green smoke, just like how you got here.

So now you're left sitting on the floor of the top deck of the Wangshu Inn, alone. You get up to move to the railing to look out at the view around you. That beautiful sight never fails to steal your breath. Admittedly, your wet clothes stick to you rather unpleasantly and your scratches sting a bit, but it doesn't detract from being able to see the beautiful sight in person for the first. Seeing it in-game filled you with a sense of awe, but being here in person reinvigorated that old feeling, like a fan to a flame. You lean against the rail, soaking in the dancing sunlight and view.

A voice speaks out of nowhere, interrupting your view-sponging. "Oh my, it would seem that someone is already up here." You look behind you and spot an NPC man suddenly peering out the entryway to the large balcony. His hair is a normal shade of black, and upon his brown eyes is a pair of glasses. There's something incredibly familiar about his voice, but you can't quite seem to place it yet. Its almost theatrical tone is rather uncharacteristic for an NPC, so you’re a little confused to say the least.

"I can leave if you like. You can have this spot," You say as you begin to get up from your spot on the railing and move for the exit, but you’re kept in place anyway.

"No, no, don’t worry about me," he replies, strolling up to the edge of the balcony and leaning on the railing. There’s considerable distance between you two, but his enigmatic, slightly overbearing presence makes it feel otherwise. "It’s a beautiful view, isn’t it?"

"Y-yeah." You give a stunted reply. This guy is trying very hard to make conversation.

"It reminds me of the tale of an old god renowned for their beauty. I think their name was… Allurosia," he says, looking over at you on the final word.

You frown. "Who’s that?" You’ve never heard of a god of that name in Genshin lore.

Clearly that reaction wasn’t what he was expecting because his theatrics suddenly fall flat. "Wh-what? You don’t know?"

"No? Why would I?"

"Oh fuck it. Plan B."

Then way he expresses his words… Now you can place it.

"ENJOU?"

"HUH? That’snotmyrealnamebut

HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?"

"AUGH, WOULD YOU ABYSMAL FUCKS LEAVE ME ALONE?!" You begin shouting.

Enjou only makes some exasperated noise in response and proceeds to shove you backwards with an almost comical grunt. Why are you not surprised. Except you don’t hit the railing. You keep falling into a goddamn portal. He must have opened it behind you all of a sudden. You scream as you begin to plummet, the bright environment fading from light into darkness.

You fall for an unexpectedly long amount of time. There’s no end in sight for your plummet. You had been rotated like a gyroscope a few times, but there was nothing to see. Is there even a bottom to this pla—BLAHHJCK.

The wind is knocked from your lungs against a hard surface. Rather than disappearing in a cloud of blue sparkles, you’re in one piece. How did you survive that fall?! Maybe you have more HP than you thought. But if that didn’t kill you, then it certainly would have done a massive number on you.

You flop over and shakily prop yourself up with your arms. The ground beneath you is a smooth blue-grey stone, laced with spidery cracks. Looking out and around, there’s finally some light, albeit kind of shitty lighting. You’re already starting to miss the sun. It’s hard to make out anything beyond the misty horizon. In fact, there doesn’t seem to actually be much out there. Someone turned down the render distance again.

"Ugh, why do they all have to be so disagreeable…" Enjou suddenly complains. You look up and there before you floats the strange creature you know as Enjou. His arms are crossed dramatically across his chest. (Disregard this description if you’re well and truly a monsterfucker) Frowning, you notice that Enjou has taken a form halfway between human and Abyss Lector. He still had a human facial and chest structure, but the colouration was a bit strange; his face was flesh coloured while his neck was a fade from crimson red to a pale yellow. His black hair now also has a similar fade, and his sharp crimson eyes now have black sclera. How edgy. Instead of wearing his mask usually, it now sits on the side of his head, similar to how Childe wears his. It’s a little hard to tell, but Enjou still looks of the same height and almost the same build as the Abyss Lector normally. Not gonna lie, he looks pretty nice in this halfway form. "Get up," He grunts, folding in half to look down at you condescendingly while floating in the air.

You have an idea for the second time today. "Make me," You also grunt.

"You’re unbelieveable!" Enjou says, exasperated.

"That’s rich coming from you," You snort in reply.

He rolls his eyes in response.

"You want me, come pick me up. I’m not moving." You lie back down flat on your back and cross your arms over your chest as well. If you can bait him into getting close enough, maybe you could use your new abilities to somehow get him to cooperate with you.

"Hah, like I’m doing that." Enjou scoffs. With a snap of his fingers, a cage suddenly manifests around you. Your eyes widen in shock. You didn’t see this one coming. Enjou notices your shocked expression and smirks in response. "Gotcha," He sneers.

Your eyes narrow in a death-stare as you try and wave your hand around outside the cage, but the silver bars kept you in place. Enjou was just out of reach. He’s at the perfect distance to mock you. He turns around with a taunting flourish and floats off towards the domain gate. The cage around you lifts up and you drift behind him in close tow. The two of you pass through the gate and come out in some strange new ruins. You had never seen this part of the Abyss. Then again, you haven’t seen too much of it in game. Floating ruined pathways snake along towards a large free-floating sanctum. What look to be trails of dust or water poor off corners and edges, down into an infinite abyss below. Rather fitting for your location, if you do admit. All the grey-blue architecture is gilded with blemished gold and silver, just like you’ve seen in-game. You wonder what part of the Abyss this is. "Oi, Enjou, where are we going?"

"Someone’s taken an interest in you. You’ll see her in a minute," He replies, not bothering to look back at you. "We’re nearly there, now stop being annoying."

You huff, crossing your arms over yourself like a pissed off child. The two of you finally pass through the sanctum entrance and you are greeted by a large throne room. The hall itself is rather empty, with not much in the way of decoration beyond the usual greebled walls and strange glyphs lining the place. On the far side of the room, a strange throne sat on a raised platform. On the right is a Hydro Abyss Herald, and the left, an Electro Abyss Lector. The both of them are in a similar half-way form just like Enjou. Sitting on the throne itself is a familiar face.

"Lumine?" You mutter under your breath, looking visibly surprised. Of course she’s the Abyss twin, since Aether is the one wondering Teyvat — but you didn’t expect to taken to her this quickly. The front of the cage suddenly drops open, and you’re launched from it and onto the floor. Enjou stands behind you, looking ready to hurl fireballs your way at any moment. You throw a nasty look at him (which he returns), but you then turn your attention towards the Lumine right in front of you.

She looks at you with a calculating, unreadable expression. Her eyes are cold and judging, but she doesn’t look scornful. "So you’re the (Y/N) that has caused such unrest in Teyvat… Another outlander, it seems," She remarks.

You’re not quite sure what to make of her comment. "How much do you know about me?"

"A bit. You suddenly appeared out of nowhere not long ago and had captured the interest of quite a few Allogenes. Archons and my brother included." She rests her head on her hand, propped up on the arm of the throne. Her aloof gaze does not leave you.

"Yeah, that all sounds about right…" You mutter to yourself. Enjou mentioned something about someone named Allurosia, you recall. It sounds like the Abyss might know more about your weird-ass abilities than you. "Hey, uh… do you know what these weird powers of mine are? Enjou sounded like he was trying to drop an information bomb on me earlier but it didn’t work."

You side-eye Enjou with your comment, which he notices and scoffs at.

"You have somehow come into possession of the powers that once belonged to the late God of Emotions, Allurosia. That god was renowned for their beauty and charisma. All they had to do was look at you and you were under their spell. What you can do now is not too far from it," Lumine explains.

So Allurosia was another harem lord like you. Cool.

""That god perished during the Archon War, but they were still a force to be reckoned with, meaning you could be as well. The circumstances of how you came into these powers is still unknown, but I have a proposition for you," Lumine rises from her throne. Her aura exudes an air of majesty and confidence that you can’t help but shrink in.

"And that would be…?" You lower your head and look off to the side.

"Look at Her Highness in the eye!" The Abyss Herald slams the end of one of his water sabres on the ground.

"Align yourself with the Abyss Order and we can find out more about Allurosia’s old powers and why you now possess them. You have great potential to change this world for the better." Lumine stands with her shoulders back, looking down at you on the ground. (You’ve been doing an awful lot of floor-sitting today).

So that’s the proposition. Barely thinking it over, you can already tell that it would end in disaster if you agreed. With Dainsleif now forcibly added to the harem as of a few days ago, you joining the Abyss could spell chaos. Besides, even when you just played the game, you weren’t super intent on wanting to be part of the Abyss to begin with. You’re at a bit of a catch-22 here. If you join the Abyss, lord knows what would happen with the people back in Teyvat, but if you disagree, they could easily smite you on the spot since you’re rather combat-inept at best.

"So? What do you say?" She asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I— um," You sputter. "I think I need some time to think... Yeah, think. I need to think..." You really do need to think. Think about how the fuck you are going get yourself out of this situation.

Your promise to Dainsleif bounces around in your mind as you hatch a plan. I’ll try not to do anything dumb… Sorry Dainsleif, that promise if going to have to break. It’s stupid time.

You begin to sway slightly. Putting a hand to your forehead, you let out a pained groan. Lumine frowns in confusion at your strange reaction. "I don’t— that’s—," You sink down a bit, hand now clutching your chest. Time to ramp it up with some shaky breaths. You’re not really sure where you’re going with this sudden ailment, but it’s working. "Why is the human acting strange," The Electro Abyss Lector comments, rather puzzled by you.

"Are you alright?" Lumine asks. She takes an apprehensive step in your direction. The Abyss twin might be an antagonist in the game, but they’re both good people.

Now you lie down, lowering your head between your hands, looking incredibly vulnerable. Lumine takes another step towards you. By doing so, Lumine has taken the L. WEIRD-ASS HAREM POWERS, GO. Enjou yells something to Lumine right as you snap your hand out, but he’s too late. Your hand claps over Lumine’s ankle. He warps right next to her. Enjou too takes an L. With your other hand, you manage to make contact with him as well. The two of them are stunned.

You launch to your feet, hands splayed out like two deadly weapons, ready to strike. The Hydro Herald and Electro Lector look at the frozen Lumine and Enjou and then at each other. And then at you. "Fuck—" The Herald teleports behind you, about to slash. His arm comes down right where you were standing before. You slash your hand upward, colliding with his arm. He’s instantly hit, recoiling and freezing up.

The Electro Abyss mage is the last one left. He growls in annoyance, launching a swarm of Electro spheres at you. You jump behind the Herald, who takes the brunt of the electrocution with a comical yell. Once he’s stopped being electrified, you shove him towards the Lector, who only narrowly misses the poor Herald. You quickly summon your sword and strike upwards again, launching the Lector’s book out the window and into the endless pit below. You had been practicing that one with Aether. While the Lector is panickledly scrambling after it, you launch towards him, palm outstretched, clapping him over the shoulder.

The whole room stood stunned, still trying to process what just happened and probably their emotions. You let out a puff of air. That was intense.

"I still need to think on that proposition, I think." You dust yourself off, now addressing the others on equal footing. "Now, it would be appreciated if you could send me back." You stand with your hands on your hips, now commanding respect from them instead.

"Well, we no longer could, even if we wanted to," The Elector says bitterly, floating ominously in place.

Your confident expression drops into a frown. "Wait what? Why?"

"Because you knocked my damned book out the window. Without that spell, I can’t just open a gate all the way to Teyvat. Do you know how far that is? Besides, teleporting a whole other entity is far different from teleporting yourself."

Your stomach drops. "Oh… fuck."

"Fuck is right. I’m not going to be able to have another copy for at least a few months. It takes a long time to make those things, you know." He grumpily crosses his arms like a child having a tantrum. You thought the Elector was also doom and gloom like the Herald, not like Enjou. Speaking of—

"Enjou, you shoved me into a portal before. Can’t you do something?" You turn to look at him, but by the looks of it, he didn’t have a solution either.

"Recall that flat expanse halfway? That was the furthest reaches of the Abyss. That’s as far as I can personally go. The gate there was held open by that one." Enjou nods his head in the Elector’s direction. "Besides, I don’t have a goofy-looking book for that sort of thing."

"Because you constantly burn them, you fool." The Herald grunts. He had picked himself up from the ground at some point and now stood behind Lumine. You down at her while the three Abyss higher-ups bicker amongst themselves. She looks as disappointed by them as you are surprised. Canon divergence at its best, you suppose.

"So I’m stuck here for at least a few months…" You sound incredibly defeated.

"So it would seem." Lumine finishes facepalming. "Your friends likely won’t find you here for a while, anyway. A few days in Teyvat is a few months here in the Abyss. I suppose that gives you time to consider the offer, though. Despite all… this..." Lumine gestures around her at the grumpy Lectors and Herald. "…Do tell me how your stay here could be more worthwhile. I will see what I can arrange.” This kindness is definitely an effect of the entire room getting grabbed. It’s strange as fuck to say the least, but why not take the W when it’s presented to you on a silver platter?

"I suppose I have one request?"

"And what would that be?"

"Teach me how to fight." If you’re gonna get stuck in the Abyss for what will be a few months of your perceived time, you may as well embrace it and do a Childe. It might make things interesting once you’re out again. "I don’t care who I learn from. I want to learn combat. Ooh, and teach me some fancy Abyssal tricks if that’s possible for me."

Lumine looks surprised by your keen interest in combat. Maybe the Childe-ness is already starting to set in. "You already know a couple of sword techniques, it would seem. I can teach you personally… I-if you would like, of course." Lumine scrambles slightly to add the last part in addition. Looks like she’s succumbed to the awkwardness, just like her brother back in Teyvat.

"Oh hell yeah, I’m down." The light’s already leaving your eyes. My god, someone stop (Y/N). "I wanna learn from you three as well.” You point between the three Abyss members who had all stopped their infighting to look at you confusedly.

“That could be arranged.” Lumine nods. “For now, there are other matters to attend to. You three, (Y/N), come with me.” Lumine turns tail with a dramatic swish of her dress and wanders out to one of the other pathways connected to the hanging sanctum.

So you’ve successfully set up more combat classes. Given that you’ve successfully gained at least Lumine to your arsenal, any of the training you’re given won’t be allowed to end in death. Chances are you’ll only be close to dying for the next three months. Oh well, maybe this could be fun.

———

Back in Teyvat, Xiao had finally returned from the call, only to find that there was no trace of a soul on that sun-spattered balcony. He looked around for you, but there was no you in sight. Were you with someone else now? Did you get bored and leave? Did something bad happen to you? Xiao surprises himself with his anxious thoughts. He’s not usually the type to suddenly get so worked up over someone new, but there’s something different about you that he can’t articulate. All his worrying left him with different unpleasant feelings, so he decides to go looking for you.

He calls your name. There’s no response.

He looks around the balcony. Nothing.

He looks around the Inn. Still nothing.

“Xiao, have you lost something?” Verr asks. She clearly noticed Xiao’s increasingly frantic searching. He’s as obvious as daylight right now.

“Have you seen (Y/N)? I can’t find them and they’re injured.” He replies. He was going to redress your wounds, but he can’t now that you’re gone.

“Oh, that new outlander?” She taps her chin, trying to recall all the faces she’s seen come and go. "I believe I saw them last with the traveller Aether, but that was much earlier this morning. If you can’t find them, then he may know.”

With a quick thank you, Xiao quickly teleports to Aether’s location, which he notices to be somewhere not too far from the inn. His sudden appearance jump-scares both Paimon and the blond. “Xiao, you nearly gave Paimon a heart-attack!” She stamps her feet about in midair, but Xiao pays no mind to her.

“Have you seen (Y/N)?”

“What do you mean? They were doing a commission by the river just south of here. Has something happened?”

“They were injured so I took them back to Wangshu Inn for a bit. I was called, so I had to leave for a few minutes, but once I got back, they were gone. They’re not at the Inn. I looked.” Xiao explains urgently.

“Wait, you—“ Aether begins, but he is quickly cut off by Paimon’s melodramatic gasping.

“What if they got kidnapped by hilichurls?! They’ve been beating up a lot of them recently! Maybe they want REVENGE!”

“…Paimon, no.” Aether frowns, facepalming slightly. "Something feels off about this. I want to look as well.”

“The more eyes, the better,” Xiao nods, quickly flitting off in a cloud of smoke with another step.

And thus begins the search for missing (Y/N).

Will the search for (Y/N) prove a success? What will become of (Y/N) after the Abyss? TUNE IN NEXT TIME TO FIND OUT!

<- ep 4.1

ep 4.3 ->

aaaaand here's an enjou (as described) as an apology for my godawful motivation and non-existent schedule.

[img id: a painted sketch of a smugly grinning humanoid enjou. he has the same hair and glasses as his npc form, but his black hair fades to red and a pale yellow, like his neck. his mask, which has been very slightly altered, sits on the side of his head. his eyes are red with black sclera and 4-point star pupils. his clothes have also been slightly modified to be more simple because op got lazy drawing them.]

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #isekai series #xiao #xiao x reader #enjou #it's not really enjou x reader yet but eh idk i'm tagging him in it anyway #lumine #abyss lumine x reader #abyss lumine #abyss herald

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