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A concept: mermaids in wheelchairs

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my life has changed

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Chris, I suffer of simpinitis and the only cure is you to write for Arlecchino (just a joke don't feel pressured especially if you end up not liking her also good luck if you're pulling for her)

(Genshin Impact) Arlecchino, Lynette, Xianyun, and Barbara's S/O getting scared by a spider

I don't plan on pulling for her because Clorinde is showing up, but FEAR NOT ANON! Quoth the FFXIV:

Arlecchino watches with vague amusement as S/O suddenly leaps back, nearly into her arms.

She catches them with minimal effort as her eyes slowly track tiny movement on the floor.

A spider was skittering across the floor at a slow pace, making her gaze trail back to S/O.

(Arlecchino) "Spiders are not very likely to attack humans without being provoked. And even then, that is under the most dire of circumstances-"

(S/O) "I-I know, but...they're just creepy!"

(Arlecchino) "Indeed."

With a hum of acknowledgement, she almost drops S/O to the ground as they barely caught themselves in time.

Arlecchino walks over to the spider and gently puts it in a cup before releasing it outside.

She crosses her arms as distant memories from her past came trickling in.

(Arlecchino) "You wouldn't have liked Bambi."

(S/O) "Who's that?"

(Arlecchino) "A pet spider that I once owned."

(S/O) Of course you owned one...

They were smart enough to not say that out loud, but Arlecchino had the faintest hint of a smile on her lips.

She probably knew what they were thinking anyway.

Even when she was spacing out, Lynette could easily spot something moving in the corner of her eye.

(Lynette) "Oh, a spider-"

(S/O) "WHAT?!"

S/O immediately balled up onto the couch, head rapidly darting back and forth.

(S/O) "W-WHERE?!"

Lynette's ears twitched from how loud S/O was being, but she easily grabbed the spider in a cup, noting how S/O was inching away from her.

(Lynette) "It's not even a dangerous kind, just a regular-"

(S/O) "I don't care what it is, just throw it out!"

Lynette smiled and gently let it escape out the house.

As she sat back down next to S/O, her tail swished playfully, though Lynette herself was stoic as ever.

(Lynette) "What are you going to do when i'm not here?"

(S/O) "D-Don't tease me!"

Xianyun adjusts her glasses when she sees a spider on the table.

S/O almost dropped their food completely at the sight of it, while Xianyun looked slightly annoyed.

(Xianyun) "How unsightly for a dinner table."

With a small gust of wind, she flicks it away, making S/O leap out their seat.

(S/O) "GAH! D-Don't fling it at me!"

(Xianyun) "One was not aiming at you, dear. Do be careful, otherwise your plate will drop."

S/O took a deep breath of relief while Xianyun continued to eat.

(Xianyun) "Hm...One has an idea for an invention. We could construct you a machine that can take care of household pests like that."

(S/O) "...W-Would you?"

Xianyun suddenly beams with pride, a gleam of light reflecting off her glasses.

(Xianyun) "Fear not, One will make sure you are never bothered by a spider ever again! We will get started straight away after dinner."

What ended up happening was Xianyun constructed a machine that was too good at killing household pests, to the point it broke parts of the wall.

Both Barbara and S/O yelp when they see a spider speed along the tiles of the Cathedral.

(S/O) "Aw man, it's going up to the ceiling!"

(Barbara) "I-It's not going to drop on our heads, is it?!"

The two exchanged a look that said neither were wanting to find out the answer.

Accepting defeat, the two quickly exited the cathedral out onto the plaza.

(S/O) "Do you think we could ask one of the sisters to help us?"

(Barbara) "U-Um...well-"

It didn't take long for either of them to realize that it'd be absolutely mortifying to ask a sister for something so trivial.

Instead, they decided to practice their singing outside.

Which arguably, was worse since spiders could be anywhere, but it didn't seem to cross their minds as they slowly became comfortable again and laughed the situation off.

Until the next day they forgot about it and entered the cathedral, only to be jumpscared by it as it sat on the pews they were at.

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hiii everybody are you normal about Falin showing Laios the same little spell that Marcille showed her? are you normal about Falin remembering it fondly enough that it was one of the first things she showed her brother while trying to teach him magic?

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LMAO THE "WOAH HEY" FROM MARCILLE HAPPY LESBIAN VISIBILITY WEEK

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　　　　✿ 001. being CHIORI'S (sensible) childhood friend.

As a child, Chiori was notorious on the streets of Inazuma for being incredibly rambunctious. A troublemaker child; the lone daughter of merchants who had nought the time to be too strict with her, considering that fact responsible for how she grew to be far more blunt than most, and dislike the sheer concept of authority.

People were often questioning how, and why, a child as sweet and polite as yourself would become friends with a child as bad news as Chiori. But, the truth was, she was misunderstood - and you had grasped that hidden reflection in her character the first instance you met her. At heart, she wasn't a bad child. She was just... extremely blunt.

Okay, maybe she did do a few 'bad' things. Like the time she grasped your wrist and pulled you into a nearby bush, whilst telling you with absolute certainty that the plan for the day was to sneak into the Kamisato Estate and move objects around. Or that one time she requested for you to attend one of her lessons with her, to which her father agreed, hoping that your presence would benefit in a way which would be desirable, only to watch as she gave her teacher the runaround of the century.

But, despite that side of her who would constantly bounce off the walls and cause trouble, she had a side to her that was harmless. Coming from a family who could not always provide what it is that you needed, Chiori would go out of her way to help. Whether that would be pestering her mother and father for them to help, or sharing her own spoilings with you. Inviting you and your family to meals, without telling her parents until she's already done so. Persisting you keep the books that her teachers would provide her with and forget to take back when they flee, encouraging you to study them if that is what you wish to do.

Approaching you with a mysterious smile whenever you meet up, and you brushing off the oddities which was her measuring the size of your wrist with her fingers, and comparing the length of her arms to yours.

One day presenting you by surprise with a garment that she claims that she had made herself with the help of an experienced tailor. You, touched, treasuring the article of clothing with absolute tenderness. Yet as the gifts became more and more frequent, it came to the point your entire wardrobe went under the "made and gifted by Chiori" title.

Her teachers would probably pass out if they ever saw the scene of you and Chiori, both sat on opposite sides of a table, whilst you taught her some of what you had learnt from the books she gifted you. The brunette, astoundingly sitting there in silence and listening to every word that comes out of your mouth as you teach. Whilst she would eventually get a little bit restless, you know her well enough to understand how to recognise the signs, and stop. She would genuinely learn something from you, unlike her previous teachers.

By the time you move to Fontaine with her, you are practically her personal model. She knows your every measurement to the very millimetre; your favourite kind of fabric; your every preference when it comes to dress; absolutely everything. If Chiori were to make something for you, it would guarantee to become your next favourite article of clothing, as she made it with the intention of becoming "the best".

Years ago, when she first started out, she made the promise that she would make clothes for you extremely often for as long as she was making clothes. Now, she isn't the kind of person to go back on a promise - even now that she's a big-shot.

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Chiori, Chiori! Chiori army grows!

Anyhow, Chiori with a s/o who just can't keep their clothes in good condition. They're just out adventuring, a lot which caused their clothes to get messed up.

(Genshin Impact) Chiori's S/O being unable to keep their clothes clean

You should honestly see my clothes whenever I get to painting my minis. My elbows are covered in paint, not even mentioning my hands.

Chiori is going to do violence to S/O.

She works hard to keep her own clothes in relatively clean condition.

Sure, Fontaine had plenty of helpful technology to help wash and dry clothes, but that didn't mean she went frolicking in the mud on purpose.

So, Chiori is very frustrated with S/O waltzing into their home, covered in dirt, torn rags, and Archons know what else.

She pinches the bridge of her nose as a loud sigh exits her mouth.

(Chiori) "Seriously? I just stitched that shirt last week."

(S/O) "Hah...uh, sorry."

Chiori teaches S/O how to take care of their own clothes so she doesn't have to fix it every single damn time.

After a certain point, she doesn't even cringe at the state of their clothing anymore.

She's honestly amazed they haven't just waltzed in half-naked at this point.

Hearing the bell ring on her doors, she spares S/O a single glance before going back to cutting the cloth with her swords.

(Chiori) "Shirt or pants ruined?"

(S/O) "Not even a hello first, cHIORI?"

(Chiori) "Hello, S/O. There, now what part am I fixing?"

(S/O) "...The shirt...-"

(Chiori) "I must be psychic. Take a seat over there, I'll get to you eventually."

Just because S/O is their boyfriend/girlfriend, does not mean they get any special treatment.

In fact, they probably get ragged on even worse for knowing how she is, yet having the gall to walk into her store looking like that.

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You can skip this if you'd like, but can you do fluffy headcannons for Tingyun? You can add more characters if you'd like (Also fem reader if you're okay with it, thanks!)

of course! thank you for the request! <3

⸻ fluffy tingyun headcanons

↳ pairing: tingyun x fem!reader

↳ content: fem!reader. slight spoilers, but nothing major. darling as a pet name. pda. tingyun being clingy lol. fluff <3

tingyun is busy — she's the amicassador for the sky-faring commission, after all. she normally doesn't mind the workload, but when it tears her away from you and keeps you apart for long stretches of time? oh, then she hates it.

she can be pretty clingy without meaning to — especially when she's just come back from a trip. the second she sees you again after being away, she's engulfing you in a hug and nuzzling her cheek against yours. talks about how much she missed you and how miserable she was without her darling next to her — and while it comes off as embellished, it's anything but. for as much time she spent on work, she spent equal amounts of time counting down the days until she could see you again.

loves pda! of course, she can't be hanging all over you in public (she does, for better or worse, have an image to uphold), but that doesn't mean she abstains from touching you entirely. loves holding your hand, linking arms with you, and giving you kisses on the cheek. also has a bit of a habit of touching her nose to yours — "foxian habit," she says.

tingyun absolutely loves cuddling with you. whenever you two are in private, she loves curling up by your side and laying her head on your chest — especially when she's had a particularly stressful day. please pet her ears while she rests on you; it's the only thing that'll help (or so she says).

but she also likes the reverse! runs her fingers through your hair when you lay on her chest or her lap; finds it super cute if you fall asleep like that.

she'll also let you rest on her tail — but only you, because you're just so special. ♡

likes spoiling you and will oftentimes end up buying you things that she thinks you'd like when she's out. jewelry, clothes, foods — anything that catches her eye, she'll buy (and get wrapped up in a cute box) and give you the next time you're together. this goes double for when she visits other planets and gets a chance to sightsee before having to go back to her duties.

has definitely commissioned you a bracelet that matches hers.

likes taking you with her to the sleepless earl for tea when she has a significant amount of free time. she'll tell you all kinds of stories while you share a drink — the most recent planet she went to; the things that happened there and the people she met; the strange train-shaped ship she passed on the way back...

has often thought about taking you with her on her travels; she's also told you as much, as well. if she wasn't worried she'd get in trouble with yukong, she would — so, she makes do with the occasional starskiff ride around the xianzhou alliance.

always seems to find a way to bring you up in a conversation — she just has to tell everyone that she has the cutest girlfriend in the entire expanse of space. she tells you the same thing — that, out of every planet she's been to, that you're the prettiest and most beautiful girl she's ever seen. the words sound just as flowery as anything else that comes out of her mouth, but she truly means it when she says so.

she just loves you so, so much. ♡

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if you needed her, she’d be there.

whether you just need her to listen, to cuddle you, to just be there, tingyun would do it. you are the love of her life, and she would do anything if it meant that you’d be okay.

so when you come to her crying, she’s immediately at your side.

“baby, what’s wrong?” she asks softly, her worry plastered all over her face.

she’ll hold you if you need, opening her arms wide and wrapping them around you tightly. she’s warm, she’s soft, she’s comfortable, she’s your safe place. she feels like home, her tail brushes against your lower back. it feels soft and comfortable. her hand rubs circles on your back while you cry, and she nuzzles you sympathetically. she’ll stay like that for as long as you need, even helping you to the bed.

if you’d rather just talk, she’d be all ears. she helps you sit down somewhere. wherever it is, she’s right next to you, her eyes resting on your face and her ears angled towards you to show that she’s listening. she’ll offer advice if you ask her, trying her best to be reasonable yet respectful to your feelings. tingyun validates how you feel, and makes sure you are heard and understood.

want to sit in silence? that’s fine with her. she’ll get comfortable nearby and busy herself with work things, personal projects, whatever. when you’re ready to talk, if you’re ready to talk, she’ll drop everything and be ready to listen. you’ll notice her ears angled slightly towards you even while she’s facing away. even if she seems busy, she’s more focused on you than anything else.

to tingyun, you’ll never be a burden. she loves you, and she’s vocal about it. she’ll always be by your side.

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Can I get a uhhhhhh laios with a guy/gn reader who has an equally autistic special interest in general biology and ecosystems that would 100% encompass monsters as well? Asking for a friend that just happens to be me (stg idk if I wanna smooch laios or be him tbh lmao)

an: though i haven’t written for an autistic yn, i’ll try to make it realistic. if i’d done something wrong, please tell me. i focused more on general dungeon ecology for y/n.

if marcille is studying about dungeon ecosystems while laios is more interested in monsters you would be the best of both worlds.

there’s just something thrilling about dungeon ecology, how it all interacts, every thing that fall under it and so on and so forth.

you’re a tall-man researcher, using every bit of your time to find out more about dungeons, and not just the ones in melini. it would have been good to join the magic academy, but since you don’t posses any talent for magic, you can’t enter.

it made you sad since they had a dungeon making class.

nevertheless, it won’t stomp your dreams of researching! you’ve read and copied countless of books you can get your hands on. eventually you settled in meleni where a newly discovered dungeon was found.

your room was filled with countless of journals, trinkets from dungeons and volumes of books you read many time before.

and on your first dungeon party, you were very ecstatic. too bad you had to leave because they’d only go to the easier upper floors. you wanted to head to the lowest level after all!

and that’s where you meet up with the touden party!

you will love marcille’s vast dungeon knowledge. she would love to teach you new things. much to chilchuck’s dismay, you have boosted her ego. endless praises for marcille and simply doting around her because she’s filled with knowledge.

“ah, long lifespans are so great. i’d spend all my life dedicating to dungeon ecology if i could” -y/n after every lecture apparently.

then monster facts with laios will be endless. he lent you his dungeon food guide and you surprisingly have a copy too! you took notes from the things he had written in the margin. much to chilchuck’s demise (again) both you and laios keep on talking and he can’t sleep :((

“eating monsters? can’t say i have thought about it, but do you ever think about their nutritional values? the high level of mana concentration must vary from non-dungeon born same species! This needed to be compared and studied!” -y/n when laios introduced his monster eating thoughts.

toshiro will have another person to ask about his life in the east. but he likes how you keep more time to yourself writing in the journals. he finds your drawing to be artistic. after seeing your difficulties with papers, toshiro will teach you about yotsume toji—a book binding process from his country. he’s happy to see you using it after he taught you.

though you won’t talk with namari much, you admire he strength as a dwarf. she keeps her past to herself, which you at least respect. but you’d talk about the different weapons used and other things she did as a blacksmith. her knowledge on materials is very handy. you write about the different dungeon materials on your journal along with the best weapons against monsters.

chilchuck, our lock expert, and the most unknown member of your party… you admire his knowledge on traps and have written about his experiences with various dungeon traps and ways of disarming them.

falin, she joins you as you ask questions to marcille or laios. she listens to you talk about your dungeon experiences and she tells you about her’s. you let her read the journals you made along the way.

On the day falin was eaten by the dragon, your journal wasn’t transported with you. So now, you join laios to rescue his sister and to save you journals!!

Request? Open!

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body studies

uhh don't say anything weird sorry thanks

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My lovely darling

pairing -> Arlecchino X wife! reader

warnings -> none.

content includes -> fluff, soft Arle, children calling reader mother.

Arlecchino doesnt have weaknesses, or at least she thinks so, when in reality her biggest weakness are her wife and the children of the House of Hearth

She loves you dearly, she would do absolutely anything for you, you know she loves you even tho she doesnt show it

Arlecchino isnt very affectionate in public, but if someone makes her jealous she would hold your waist and pull you closer without saying anything

She loves seeing you flustered, you are just so cute in her eyes

Arlecchino always makes sure to bring you and the children gifts after she come back from a mission in another nation

She practically has hearts for eyes whenever she sees you playing, cooking, singing, dancing, drawing or cuddling with the children

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are ya winning daughter

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dungeon meshi textposts pt 6!! i'm love them

pt1 | pt2 | pt3 | pt4 | pt5 | pt6 | pt7 | pt8 | pt9 | pt10 

pt11 | pt12 | pt13 | pt14 | pt15 | pt16 | pt17 | pt18 | pt19 | pt20

manga spoiler textpost below

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You can tell that Laios has an accent. His letters are more squishy and soft and Marcille's are more angular. He pronounces a ㅁ like it's an ㅇ.

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hello dear <3 i was thinking an iced hibiscus tea for arlecchino, perhaps? feel free to decide the specifics and details on this one hehe

“i have an order ready for arlecchino! an iced hibiscus tea, for arlecchino!”

☆ — if you're craving a drink, make sure to stop by the teashop!

i. SUMMARY: Arlecchino's child is struggling, but she is there to reassure them. ii. CWS & NOTES: no warnings applicable. platonic arlecchino & gn!reader. house of the hearth!reader. angst & hurt/comfort. 1.5k words. iii. A/N: the way i ran to get this order done- THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE OPPORTUNITY TO WRITE THIS ILY /p

It was a cold day in the House of the Hearth when Arlecchino called upon one of her children for nothing more than a simple chat.

One of the unspoken rules of the House was that the most leisurely of discussions were only a preface to something deeper; layers of ulterior motives hidden underneath an innocent invite for tea. Some children had never glimpsed the privilege of being summoned to her office, while others found themselves carving a dent into her seat cushions with the number of times they sat in them. But one thing remained unchanging with every visit: their Father would send for them with a purpose, and they would not leave until it was fulfilled.

When [Name] received word that they were to visit Arlecchino’s office at 7:00pm sharp, their first instinct was dread; for the dozens of possible reasons for them being the one to be called upon. Musing upon the ‘why’s shifted their mood from the dull thrum of anxiety to sweeping waves of confusion. As far as they were concerned, they had no due cause for such a meeting with the Director herself; no failed missions to be reprimanded over, no shady plots of subterfuge to be exposed. They weren’t any rowdier or more troublesome than any other of the children, so the list of matters that would merit a visit was short.

Still, they knew better than to avoid the call. 7:00pm, they stood outside the office, hand poised over the door. They closed their eyes, knocking on it sharply and wincing at the echo that reverberated off the walls.

Three short raps. A smooth, calm voice, from inside the room: “Come in.”

The doorhandle creaked loudly as it turned. The door was old, and rather heavy, so it took a gentle shove to push it fully open to reveal the neat, cozy office inside.

“Ah, [Name], you’ve arrived.” Arlecchino greeted them as they entered. She was seated behind her desk as she usually was, with a full tea-set in front of her. As they slowly approached, she motioned towards the plush chairs opposite her. “Please, take a seat. I have been waiting for you.”

They quickly settled into the closest chair, hands folded in their lap. The room was quiet and cold; enough to send an uncomfortable prickle down their spine. Arlecchino paid no mind to their uneasiness; her hands were busy deftly arranging the teacups on the tray. Once she was satisfied with their placement, she then moved to pick up the teapot.

“I have some new tea from Liyue,” she hummed, gently tipping the teapot to let the dark red drink fill one cup, then two. Steam rose from each, cutting through the chill of her office. “Hibiscus. It’s quite sour, but I have added a spoonful of honey and sugar to the brew to sweeten it.”

She held one of the teacups out, and they clasped both hands around it with a murmured thanks. As they moved to take it from her, the side of their palm brushed against her fingers—icy cold, enough to make them shiver with a single touch.

“Your night has been well, I am assuming?” Arlecchino asked, taking a sip from her cup.

“Yes,” they murmur, bringing the tea to their lips. It was hot, but just enough not to burn their tongue. The honey she had added did little to mask the sour taste of the hibiscus, but it created a lightly sweet aftertaste that was pleasant enough to warrant a second sip.

“And your days, how have they been?”

They frowned, scanning her expression for any hint of what she wanted. She was clearly speaking to them in search of something, even if she didn’t say it aloud. A mission report, perhaps? They had already submitted the paper copy to her desk, but if she had missed it, or it had gotten lost with the rest of the paperwork handed in that day, she could be waiting for them to recount the mission directly.

“I returned from the mission you sent me on,” they blurted out. “I… it was a success, mostly. No casualties. Minimal injuries. And I also—”

“No need for a summary, I’ve read your report.” Arlecchino cut them off smoothly. “I want to know how you are, not how your mission went.”

They almost choked on their tea. Arlecchino raised an eyebrow at their sudden lack of composure, and they hurriedly covered it up with a half-hearted cough. “S-Sorry… you want to know how I have been… feeling?”

“That is correct.”

The air was thick with silence and the bitter smell of hibiscus, until they blurted out a quick “Fine! I’ve been fine, thank you.”

“Fine?”

“Fine, yes.”

“Interesting. I have been hearing curious things,” Arlecchino said casually. “Some of your siblings seem to have noticed a change in your behaviour. You aren’t sleeping as well, your mood has been significantly worse, you haven’t been joining during social activities. There is clearly something wrong.”

“I don’t know what you mean,” they said weakly. Their feeble attempt at normalcy was nowhere near convincing enough to fool her, and they knew it. They were a passable liar in the best of circumstances, but she was the one person who would always be able to see right through them.

“Are you sure about that?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.

They couldn’t look at her. One look into those sharp eyes, one wrong word and they would crumble right there in her office. They had to keep it together for as long as it took to convince Arlecchino they were alright and be dismissed from her office. They only needed to hold back the burning behind their eyes until they were far away from Arlecchino and her pressing words and bitter tea, and could quietly fall apart.

She was waiting for an answer, but they could hardly breathe through the lump in their throat, let alone formulate a response. If she stopped now, saw them for what they were—a lost cause—and gave up, it would be fine. But instead:

“What’s wrong?” she asked gently, and something inside them snapped.

Tears burst from their eyes, spilling over their cheeks and down their face. They gasped, choking back a cry, holding a fist to their mouth to stop the hiccupping and wheezing breaths.

“I’m sorry,” they sniffled, rather pathetically. They kept their head ducked down low, unable to bring themself to look up into her undeniable face of disapproval. If they were any stronger, they could grit their teeth and make up a spiel about how they would do better next time, but instead they had to cry.

Now, not only were they going to be reprimanded for letting their emotions affect their work, they would be scolded for crying as well.

“Now, there is no need for crying.” Arlecchino stood, scraping her chair against the floor. They flinched away from the jarring sound, shrinking inwards with their tear-streaked face hidden in their hands. As much as they tried to stop them, the tears kept flowing into their palms. The walls were shifting closer with each second, and the thick scent of the tea filled their lungs until it choked them with that cloyingly bittersweet scent—

They jumped, as something cold touched their fingers. Their hands were carefully pried away from their face, revealing Arlecchino kneeling in front of them, with an unusually concerned expression on her face.

“I’m not upset with you, dear.” She said gently. “If that is why you are apologising.”

“You’re not?” they asked slowly. It had to have been a lie, but with how softly she said it, a part of them couldn’t help but wish it was true.

“Of course I’m not. But do you know why I’m not upset with you?” she asked. Hesitantly, they shook their head. “I’m not upset in the slightest, because I know whatever is clouding you is something that you will work through. You will emerge the victor of this battle, no matter what it is.”

They made a strangled sound, and felt a new wave of tears form. Arlecchino sighed, pulling them to their feet and against her chest.

“You are strong,” she said softly, carding her fingers through their hair. “You are capable. You are able to overcome whatever hardships you are facing, no matter how much they wear on you.”

She kissed their temple, her cool lips feeling almost warm pressed to their skin. While she lingered there, she whispered to them, softer than a mother’s touch. “You are strong enough to face this on your own, but even if you aren’t you will always have me here behind you.”

Their hands stretched out to grab the back of her jacket, shuddering out a breath. If Arlecchino minded their teary face being pressed against the front of her clothing, she didn’t comment on it; she only murmured more reassurances as she held them close.

“Just breathe, dear.” She whispered. “You’re going to be okay.”

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