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genshin-impact-updates · 3 months

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Happy Birthday, Alhaitham!

I wouldn't have guessed I'd bump into you two in a Sumeru tavern.

Here to give me your wishes? Thank you, it is indeed my birthday. I just hope that today will be as relaxing and enjoyable as any other.

The signature dish here at Lambad's Tavern is fish rolls. You should give them a try if you're interested.

If you stay a little longer, you'll see a couple of other familiar faces too. They're coming over from Avidya Forest, so they should be arriving any moment.

When there's something that calls for a celebration, we meet at the tavern — that's how it's always been with us four.

#genshin impact #genshin impact updates #genshin impact news #official #official art #birthday art #alhaitham #there is no keysmash that can express the emotions i'm feeling rn.#like you people don't get how much he means to me #i love him i love him i love him #he's literally just sitting there. i'm insane #my hands are flapping so much rn but he's just there

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tojisun · 6 months

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brat tamin but not rlly bc theres no tamin, just gentle comfort :((

you’re all bite and snarls, scratching at his arm but simon just stares down at you, quiet and unmoving until your anger sizzles into quiet sputters, uncertainty curling within you because why isn’t he moving? why isn’t he punishing you?

(you wanted it, anyway. you and simon have talked about it, dabbling into it even, but today’s different and you don’t know how or why. but it seems simon does and-)

simon just exhales deeply before reaching out only to take your hand and ask, “feeling better?”

you are flustered, confused by his reaction, but simon just swipes his thumb across your skin, rubbing soothing nothings as he continues to look at you.

it’s his gentle silence that finally breaks you. that drags you underneath the fog. you tremble in front of him as tears begin to pool in the corners of your eyes, and you bite on your bottom lip to stop yourself from pouting.

simon just smiles like this is what he was waiting for before he’s pulling you to walk with him by the edge of the bed. you tense, expecting him to order you to get on his lap for a spanking, but simon just sits you beside him and presses you to his side, cradling you.

the tears finally roll down your cheeks, your heart beating wildly. confusion lines the way your eyes trace him and simon just hums, brushing your hair away from your face before bending down to press kisses on the apples of your cheeks.

you want to ask him what’s going on. why’s he quiet. why isn’t he punishing you? but simon just rubs at your back in comfort – that’s what this is, isn’t it? all of this to comfort you?

you clamber to his lap on your own, needing to feel him. and simon’s chest rumbles when you nuzzle your face on his neck, breathing him in. then, he repeats his question, “feeling better?”

you give him a hesitant nod, sniffling, and simon smiles, pressing a kiss on your temple.

because that’s all he wants, anyway :(

#suns.hc #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #ghost x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #i dunno whats this tbh but *flapping my hands* here you go #suns

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asoriadraws · 5 months

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more astarion doodles cuz I got problems

#astarion #baldurs gate astarion #bg3 astarion #bg3 fanart #bg3 #baldurs gate fanart #baldurs gate 3 #flapping my hands in excitement #my art

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jesterwriting · 6 months

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jester dear!! I had an idea, had some thoughts about it, and if you want you can make a drabble or a one shot, is really up to you.I heard an audio from tktk, that had some hurt/comfort?? So, maybe you could write a Law/Crocodile/Sanji/literally anyone you would like, the dialogue is like:

Character A: I'll take care of you.

Character B: Its wrotten work.

Character A: Not to me. Not if its you.

Hope that gives you an inspiration, I really just kinda want you to write something to have fun and all, but if not, totally fine, art has a strange way to present itself in our lifes, hope ya day/afternoon/evening is good, and remember to rest and eat a little!!!

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pairing: sanji x reader & law x reader (separate)

contents: reader is depressed in sanjis, sleepy law, fluff, hurt/comfort

word count: 1.1k words

note: OH MY GOD I LOVE THE ROTTEN WORK QUOTE. literally got your request and had to run in circles for a second. i only did sanji and law, though i would be open to doing crocodile another time >:3 those two just came to me the easiest right now. thank you so much for your request! i seriously loved it <33

playlist: tire swing by kimya dawson

“Black Leg” Sanji

For some reason, you haven't been doing very well lately. Maybe it was the weather, or maybe it was because the sun was setting earlier than usual. You didn’t know. You didn’t care. The only thing you knew was that you were tired. It was getting ridiculous how exhausted even the simplest tasks made you. Eating shouldn’t leave you a husk, crawling back to your bed with a trail of slime in your wake. It had been a week since you last showered, and you were sure you stank to high heaven. Your hair sat odd on your scalp, greasy and unbecoming.

You let out a heavy sigh and buried your face deeper into your pillow. Another thing you needed to wash. At this rate, you’d get pimples, then you would look as gross as you felt.

Light flooded the room and you blinked wildly at the figure that had intruded in your very important mildew session. Sanji stood in the doorway, one hand on his hip, the other holding a plate of food.

“You need to eat, Y/N, darling. You missed breakfast,” He stated, always serious when it came to matters of food. As he made his way into your room, he turned on the lights, making you groan and shove a pillow over your face.

“Not hungry,” You mumbled.

Sanji ignored you and set the tray of food on your bedside table. It smelled delicious, bacon and eggs covering the smell of human sweat, though you knew it would inevitably turn to ash on your tongue. It was a shame you couldn’t taste Sanji’s delicious cooking right now, he made the best food you had ever eaten. Whenever you got the chance, you reminded him of that, if only to see him blush and swoon.

You knew he wouldn’t leave until you ate. Exhausted, you gave in and sat up against your pillow. With a sigh, you pulled the tray in your lap and shoveled a forkful in your mouth. You were wrong, it didn’t taste like ash, instead, it was entirely flavorless. Frowning, you shot a glance at Sanji, who sat on the edge of your bed, barely concealed worry shining in his eyes. He was smoking. You handed him an ashtray you kept nearby, just in case he dropped in.

Lighting up, Sanji gave you a bright grin. “Aw, thank you, Y/N.”

You snickered to yourself. There were practically hearts in his eyes at such a simple gesture. As you watched him swoon, you couldn’t help but feel the beginnings of guilt claw at your throat.

“You don’t have to do this.” You took another bite, fighting a grimace. “Take care of me, I mean.”

Sanji blinked at you like you just said the sky was green and the sun set in the east. “I want to take care of you.”

“It’s rotten work.” There was a smile on your face, as if to offset how miserable you felt. Like most smiles these days, it didn’t reach your eyes.

He took the fork from your hand and scooped a bit of egg onto it. Snorting, you leaned forward, mouth open.

“Not to me,” Sanji said as you swallowed. “Not if it’s you.”

Trafalgar Law

You found Law sleeping face down at his desk. Over the past several days, he had looked exhausted, only getting worse and worse as time passed. The dark circles under his eyes were almost black, so bad, he looked more raccoon than man. If he wasn’t wearing his hat all the time, you were sure his hair would be spiked in every direction from lack of care.

Humming under your breath, you knew what you had to do. There was no way you were going to leave him there to wake up with a nasty crick in his neck on top of everything else. You ducked under his arm and helped Law to his feet. He jolted slightly, startled by the sudden intrusion, but once he saw it was you, his eyelids sagged and he slumped against you. You laughed to yourself as his head lolled against your shoulder, hat falling to the floor. You would have to get that later.

The next few minutes were spent half-dragging, half-carrying Law into his bedroom. He was awake enough that his legs didn’t give out, but still too asleep to move them. You had to lead him forward, shuffling under him so you could coax him to put one foot after the other.

This was not the first time you had found him asleep at his desk, and you doubted it would be your last. It was, however, the first time he was too exhausted to take himself to bed without your help. If he was awake, he would be mortified. You didn’t look forward to the morning when he would inevitably remember being carried to bed, and decide, instead of addressing it like a normal human being, to avoid you for the next several days.

“Let go, Y/N-ya, I can do it myself.” Law tried to sound stern, but it came out as more of a tired whine than anything. You choked on a giggle. He must have gone without sleep for over a week if this was where he was at.

After what felt like a century, you made it to his room. Plopping Law on the bed, you smoothed out his hair, ignoring how he slapped your hands away, and moved to help him take off his shoes. Without you there to hold him up, Law flopped backwards with a snore. Fine, it was easier if he wasn’t awake to complain.

You set his boots down beside the bed where he would easily find them when he awoke, and lifted his hips by his legs to slide him fully onto his bed. The manhandling woke him up enough for him to groan and hit you with a glare that would normally send you running for the hills. Right now, however, it was sort of cute.

After twenty minutes of leading, sleepy glaring, and shoe removing, your captain was finally in bed. With a soft smile, you said, “Don’t worry, I’ll always be here take care of you, Law.”

“‘S rotten work,” He muttered, though you watched his eyes open to search your face. You tried not to think about that glimmer of something his sleepy gaze.

You grinned and brushed your thumb against his cheek. “Not to me, it isn’t. Not if it’s you.”

#one piece x reader #trafalgar law x reader #black leg sanji x reader #trafalgar law x y/n #trafalgar law x you #black leg sanji x yn #black leg sanji x you #sanji x reader #law x reader #IM NOT EVEN GETTING I LOVE THIS QUOTE SM #ACTIVELY STIMMED AND FLAPPED MY HANDS #THANK U SM <33 #.jesterwrites

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cryptid-crusader · 5 months

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Look. Larian made Halsin too powerful. Every word that man says, every time he looks at my tav with his shiny soulful eyes, I hoot and holler and melt and my brain short circuits. He's too much and I love him SO MUCH.

#i finally did the new epilogue and I'm emotionally compromised #he is so in love with Phaere what the fuuuck #i love him!!! i love him so much!!!#he hand carved her a got damb duck because they are migratory birds that always find each other again #HELLO???#HELP ME #halsin #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #Phaere #flapping my wings

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angelicfangz · 1 year

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