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#mildly sick of genshin for some reason
tirsden · 15 days
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The closer you look, the more numbers appear.
This be one of my f2p challenge gang's favorite team comps attempting to fix Albedo's crit ratio. It's getting better... now if only he could get a crit rate hat that rolls actual crit damage in subs. At all. Noelle's hat is decent but we don't steal her gear. The dutiful maid keeps her scary, dutiful goodies.
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Meanwhile, today I did EU's archon story quest from the start of Fontaine prison to the end / narwhal unlock, plus Arlecchino's story quest with them and the Asia no-wishing challenge. Her story quest got done with the main account on Wednesday and the f2p challenge yesterday, which is a grand total of four times in three days. Y'all get to be on bare minimum maintenance for the next few days, a'ight? A'ight.
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naraven · 1 year
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In Sickness and Health
The correct thing to do when you're sick is to write a sick fic with the worst ever. that wont stop me from simping over the best actor in genshin, so please enjoy this al-haitham fic i wrote while coughing up my entire left lung!
cw / sickness, i dont know what else to put let me know if i should add something
You barely hear the knocking on the door before you hear a key click it open and close, hearing the lock click back. You hear footsteps echo heavier and heavier as it approaches your door, eventually stopping and creaking open to your bedroom.
You already know who it is, there’s only three other people who know where you keep your spare key hidden and it’s your parents and your closest hoe friend, Al-Haitham. You hesitantly open your eyes, nose still stuffy and throat still sore. Your fever prevents you from sitting up, so the best you could do was tilt your neck towards the Scribe who broke into your house. 
You blink at him as he narrows his eyes, looking almost annoyed. At this point, you're not even sure what you did. It’s not like you could do anything to piss him off, you were sick in bed for the past two days.
“Are you okay?”
Hmm, or maybe he’s not annoyed. His voice is quiet, as if to prevent you from hearing his voice. You could barely hear him. You sniffle and sit up slowly, watching him take a seat at your desk. 
“What, miss me? I caught a cold but I don’t know who I got it from.”
“You weren’t at Puspa Cafe the past couple days, I got bored at lunch. I never thought eating alone would be so lonely.”
You yawn, head pounding. Oh yeah, you kind of forgot you ditched him. But it’s not like you could tell him about how you got sick. Your mother brought you some medicine, which has only been mildly helping. Your fever had gone down significantly yet your body temperature was still higher than normal. You switched out your blankets with thinner ones because you were sweating so much. 
“Honestly, I thought you had forgotten about eating lunch so I checked the library to see if you were still working. You were nowhere to be seen.”
You yawn again, pushing aside your blanket, “Well, did you not think to come to my house afterwards? Why wait another day? Besides, my parents were nice enough to bring me food the past few days."
He takes out… a drink? He hands it to you and you realize it’s your coffee order from Puspa. You retract your hand from the cup before taking it, the unexpected warmth of the coffee caught you off guard.
You take a sip, sighing after you taste the bitter drink. Yeah it’s kinda weird how he took this out from behind him but you weren’t going to question it. 
“How are you feeling now?” Al-Haitham watches as you take bigger and bigger sips. You set the coffee down on your desk. 
“Still pretty bad, I just hope I don’t miss too many classes. I’m lucky I got sick near the end of the week.” “You are very lucky. Do you need anything else? Something else other than coffee to drink?”
You think for a second. Maybe some soup would be nice? If you were going to trouble anyone you would rather it be Al-Haitham than your mother. 
“Something warm to eat? As long as it’s soft I should be able to swallow it down. Mom brought me lunch but an early dinner wouldn't hurt." Al-Haitham nods. He gets up to leave, standing up, but suddenly stops and turns to face you. You stare back confused. Al-Haitham blinks and looks down between you. You do the same and realize you grabbed the back of his robe-coat.
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to.” You pull away immediately, glad that your fever would cover up any other reason for your face to blush, “I don’t know why I did that, sorry again.” Al-Haitham, unknown to you, smirks at your action. You turn around and huff.
“Ugh, you smug asshole, I know what you're thinking! Shut up, go buy some soup or something.” 
Al-Haitham could get used to sick, feverish you. You yawn again, still embarrassed by the humiliating display of clinginess you didn’t know you had in you. 
“Well, since it’s clear you want me here, I’ll stay a little bit longer. Wouldn’t want you to get so lonely without me here, right? Besides, even you said the food could wait."
“Ugh, you!” 
You hit Al-Haitham square in the chest trying to aim for his shoulder. Contact with his pectoral makes you hold your hand, why are his boobs so tough?? “Feeble Scholar” your ass, you're pretty sure he could take down a couple hilichurl camps on his own. Honestly, you're surprised he was even stopped by you grabbing his half coat. 
“Maybe we can finish our discussion before you got sick. Where were we?” He sits back down, moving his chair closer to your bed. 
“I can't quite remember. I'm not talking to you more while I'm sick, I'd rather ask you about your weird way of dressing." You sniff, laying back down, "Why on earth are you wearing those gloves? Also do you wear a coat or a robe or what? I've always wanted to ask you."
Before Al-Haitham could reply, you cough and continue, "Also for an Akademiyan Scribe why do you carry a sword everywhere? Are you always in so much trouble that you're at risk of being attacked?"
Your rant continues, “Also I hate your gloves. I need to talk about this again. Why are two and a half of both hands covered? Just wear fully covered or fingerless gloves. And your coat. Or robe. Why is it always never on? Wear it. Or don’t. It’s not like it ever gets that cold right now.”
You stop to stare at Al-Haitham. Maybe the fever is making you delirious, but right now you had questions that need answers. 
“Ok, maybe you do need more rest. Close your eyes, maybe if you stay awake enough you can hear my response to such… interesting questions.”
“No! I have to hear why, rest can wait.” “Really? Then maybe I’ll use my sword to knock you out and force you to sleep.”
“You can’t be serious.”
He pulls it out and you relent, laying back and stare at him in defiance.
“Ok fine sorry, I’ll rest. Archons, can you please put the sword away?”
It blinks and reappears on his back. You pull up your blankets, getting comfortable in your sheets.
“I wear half written gloves so I don’t smudge ink and get it on my hands. I tend to write quicker than most people, meaning ink smudges more when I write. My other two fingers are open because…”
His annoying, smug, vexing, ugly… exacerbating voice did a quick job of making you sleepy quickly. Al-Haitham watches as you fall deeper into sleep, chest rising with each slow breath in and out. He pulls the covers over a bit more to cover your body a bit more warmly. 
Hopefully the sickness doesn’t last too long. He would never outright admit it, but the past two lunches alone in Puspa Cafe have been lonely. Even lonelier than when he would be at home with Kaveh out doing whatever he does. He takes the empty cup of coffee off your desk and throws it away outside your house.
He watches the sun set slowly on the horizon. He was sure you would wake up soon to find a cooling plate of pita pockets. They didn’t look amazing, but a quick second of reheating would make it enough to eat for dinner. 
Al-Haitham returned home, Kaveh on the couch finishing the rest of the wine in a bottle. He seemed busy with… something. He wasn’t sure, but he announced his “I’m home” before Kaveh quickly turned his head to see him there. 
“Oh, you’re home. What time is it?” Kaveh squints at the clock, seeing it just hit 7 o’clock, “Also, wasn’t today your only free day of the week? Where were you this entire time?”
“Grabbing some coffee and talking to friends. Why, were you lonely without me?”
“Of course not. Like anyone would miss you.”
Al-Haitham turns his head and smirks, knowing that someone did indeed miss him.
Somewhere, you sneeze yourself awake and smell the scent of warm meat and flour.
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leviathanswingman · 1 month
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15 questions tag game!
thank you so much for tagging me @melverie <33 (answering on this blog bc why not)
01 - Are you named after anyone?
nope! not with my old name, not with my current name either. I did name myself after one of my Sims characters though, which is mildly embarrassing but also very in character for me.
02 - When was the last time you cried?
i'm not that much of a crier if i'm being honest. don't wanna admit it but you really have to beat emotions out of me with a baseball bat. i think i cried a little when i finished watching the untamed?
03 - Do you have kids?
my cats are my human children boys. also my OCs Yuuta and Valac. also om!Luke of course.
04 - What sports do you play/have you played?
absolutely none :D i have always been painfully unathletic. honestly, the playground used to be my absolute fear zone, i would always manage to get a ball thrown against my head in one way or the other. i also managed to snap my ankle by running one time so. i'm trying to get into running and doing home workouts atm, but i do try to walk places when my schedule allows it (especially bc the busses in my city do whatever the fuck they want anyway)
05 - Do you use sarcasm?
I would never.
06 - What is the first thing you notice about people?
the way they treat the people that are around them. it does say a lot about a person. right after that would probably have to come the way they look at you. over here there's a lot of people who just like to shamelessly stare and sometimes you just gotta throw that stare right back to assert dominance
07 - What's your eye color?
blue-grayish
08 - Scary movies or happy endings?
both? it really depends if i'm being honest. i really like me a good slasher or thriller, but sometimes you just gotta watch something with a nice happy ending to lift your mood a little
09 - Any talents?
oh i can come up with a mean pun (threat)
10 - Where were you born?
Germany!
11 - What are your hobbies?
currently that would have to be writing, writing and writing xD i am slowly getting back into old hobbies as well. i've been really stressed for a few years and am slowly regaining the energy to do things that i like again i like gaming (currently trying to navigate between genshin/hsr/ace attorney/danganronpa) and i have started to learn Russian and relearn some French.
12 - Do you have any pets?
i have two cats! the older one is really smart, a hater at heart and an absolute bastard who WILL start terrorizing me at 7am bc he needs to be fed IMMEDIATELY. also the reason my doorhandles are turned downwards, man will just let himself in by flinging his entire bodyweight on top of the door handle. the younger one is small (klein und kompakt), kind of stupid and a bit TOO loyal for his own good (treudoof). i picked him up off the street when he was maybe 2 weeks old bc his mother abandoned him for being too sick.
13 - How tall are you?
I'm 173 cm / 5'8
14 - Favourite subject in school?
English and German classes and anything related to literature tbh. French classes sometimes. I also really loved my theatre classes.
15 - Dream job?
i don't think i necessarily have one? i really love writing and will maybe try to write my own stuff and try to publish it someday. if it doesn't work out then so be it.
i'm also currently studying to become a social worker, and i do like the work. it isn't my dream job, but i don't think it has to be for me to be passionate about it.
my dream job would be me living by the sea, going on walks, writing and doing jack shit if i'm being really honest right now.
not tagging anyone for now, but this was fun!! if you see this and wanna do it, do feel tagged by me!!
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aetheternity · 1 year
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Have you seen the people that are using this to talk about dubs. Like they see people being groomed and their first thought is “that’s why en is the worst dub” and “I told y’all (insert language) was better.” What the fuck. Can people not make everything a favoritism competition for once??
Genshin fans after finding out being toxic cunts isn't a personality trait:
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I'm so sick of this fandom man.. imagine generalizing and shitting on all the VA'S because a couple of them suck. Like bitch the Chinese VA'S have had a bunch of bullshit going on too! Just heard the bullshit about Kaveh's CN VA during all this nonsense as well. And I find it hilarious that everyone thinks JPN is so great weren't ya'll just calling Hu Tao and Lumine's JPN VA's pedos for being Shotacons not that long ago?? 🤔
Regardless dumb bitches will be dumb bitches and proceed to entirely miss the fucking point. Though I'm not fucking surprised I saw people making those comments yeah. The only reason I'm still even mildly sane is because those comments normally get the least amount of likes and people dog pile those people most often.
What really pisses me off is the way some people are suggesting that everyone shitting on Elliot is gonna make him kill himself or even how I saw someone come at Ericka H for making a public announcement about how she will no longer allow him to play games with her???? BSFFR.
If that mfer kills himself it's because he's running away like the fucking coward he is. And if I see one more person even suggest Ericka is anything other than an angel I will drive them far out into the woods and leave them there.
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