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dollidot · 2 months

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better yet, she wouldn't care

pairing: mizu x hiina (oc)

warnings: depictions of blood, vomiting, cursing, no beta we die like my will to live

tags: hopeless lesbians, enemies to lovers (if you squint), hiina being sassy, mizu returning the energy, mizu almost dies

a/n: this is purely for self indulgent reasons because I enjoy sharing my oc lore with the world. + jackie and wilson for max brainrot

mizu is no stranger to death; if anything, they're close acquaintances. over this time, she's grown accustomed to the somewhat comforting feeling of the waves of her fury washing over her, swallowing her, embracing her lifeless body before she's up again; back to this reality. she knows it's bound to happen any time she unsheathes her blade, and she knows she cannot stop it. but for the first time, she's afraid. and she's falling. falling quickly, helplessly, grappling at any chance she has to survive, but she's falling nonetheless. and she's so used to the feeling of fearlessness that she had forgotten. forgotten to be afraid, forgotten to allow herself to be vulnerable. and she knows, deep down she knows that this is how it will be. so she lets herself fall. fall onto the snow, stain it's purity with her blood, defile it of its cleanliness. and she's trapped— trapped inside her head, trapped inside these walls she's build up around herself, so trapped she does not feel the hand around her own, the head on her chest. she does not hear the voice calling for her to stay awake, cursing in her ear, she does not hear the shuffling around her in the cold night.

and then she's waking up, world spinning as she barely manages to open her eyes, taking in the harshness of the fire burning next to her. and she's sitting up, hand clutching her chest to find a lack of bindings and the appearance of stitches on her chest. the swordswoman should know better, but she attempts to stand and falls— yet again. she falls back to where she was and she's vomitting this time; gagging on the air she's barely breathing in, spitting up her regret onto the unfamiliar flooring beneath her. and a woman is next to her then, cursing in that voice she heard on death's doorstep, holding her head and pushing her back down. telling her she's being an idiot while sounding soft, and almost satirical. and she opens her eyes. it's not often mizu would be in awe of anybody, much less somebody she doesn't know. but the woman in front of her is everything to be in admiration of. like some kind of divine being, she is framed pristinely by the light of the ember behind her— accentuating her skin, her hair, her eyes. reflecting that pulchritudinous smile. she's smiling. and gods, it's something.

"y'know, you could stare, or you could answer my question. are you okay? do you need anything?" her voice, ringing in the ears of the samurai, sweet and melodic and powerful all at once, and almost as if on queue she hands over a bowl of something that smells sickly, but for the sake of the act mizu takes it, smiling so weakly it's futile. the woman sighs, kneeling next to the futon as she sorts through unlabelled jars filled with unrecognisable plants.

"I apologise for removing your bindings, it was for the sake of the stitches." "so, you..?" "yes, I know. don't worry, your secret is safe." and the situation seems to stop at that statement. "who are you? why did you.." "my name is hiina, and I helped you because I could. it's as plain as that."

and, for some stupid, foolish reason, the swordswoman just smiled. looked at this helplessly beautiful doe eyed woman in front of her and just.. smiled. "thank you."

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skellebonez · 1 year

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I yelled about your blorbo for like two google doc pages, now you have to hear me yell about mine, it's only fair. You dug your own brainrot hole (and mine. thank you.) by answering these humongous asks

Nezha looks like he's in his twenties and he's absolutely been in and out of young life crises for his entire fucking existence, someone hand him some soda so he'll be lively at the party and not pass out before it even starts. I headcanon that he can get similar sugar highs that kids can. Give him a bottle of soda, and he'll be sweet and active for the next few hours and then crash.

He is. a little bit pudgy. just enough to cup his face like a pet and it be cute. His reactions to being called cute are either his knee-jerk "NO, I'M NOT >:(" or "Yes, I am, now pet me. This is not a request." His beloved shifu, Erlang Shen, adores him for this.

SPEAKING OF ERLANG SHEN. Nezha and Erlang have a very adorable son-adopted father dynamic because Nezha needs a good paternal figure dammit leave me to my fluff. Erlang trains Nezha when the latter of the two isn't dropping on his feet from exhaustion, and when he is, Erlang isn't shy about carrying him to bed.

Nezha's attitude towards MK is in the same ballpark as his attitude towards SWK. He thinks MK is reckless, but that he has potential if he can learn to fucking plan ahead, for the love of all that is sweet and carbonated.

He likes Mei but every now and again, he has a crisis over the fact that she's distantly related to Ao Lie, who's the nephew of Ao Guang. Nezha is more afraid of Ao Guang than anything else since he keeps having nightmares about that One Legendary Moment in his myth.

Something Nezha says once in a blue moon is that he has three homes, and one of them is a cramped apartment with his little brother. He's referencing MK when he says this. Sometimes he'll also say it's in the bowels of a volcano hidden away from the rest of the world, and then he's referencing Red Son.

NEZHA HAS FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS. He doesn't go anywhere without them. They have charms on them that match people he cares about. He has charms for Iron Fan, Erlang Shen, MK, Red Son, Mei, Sandy, SWK, and charms for two OCs, Lian Lanhua who belongs to that-one-enby-onyx, and Bai Xian, my snake pseudo nun who has some really great lore I'll go into detail about in another ask. If I named my snake badly, please inform me. (Bai Xian is she/he/they, Lian is she/her)

INHALES

Ramble over, I hope you enjoyed this completely self indulgent tangent about my interpretation of Nezha ft. OC mentions + MK, Red, and Erlang.

...my autism is showing. Oh well. Shrug.

Honestly, I accepted my fate the second you sent your first ask xjxjdjjd. I will gladly listen to all blorbo ramblings.

I absolutely adore it when people make Nezha and MK have a brother like bond. And I really really like the way that you have him interacting with Erlang Shen! (He also absolutely deserves All of the soda in the universe.)

His iffy relationship with Mei also makes complete sense! And the fact that he feels close enough to Red Son and MK to consider their homes his secondary homes is delightful.

I do genuinely enjoy your rambles! And your OCs sound interesting.

As for names, I suggest double-checking possible characters in Mandarin and Cantonese and the like for the chosen name and cross reference those with other words/names to make sure it all makes sense together! There is a little bit of leeway with stories like LMK since half of the characters have names like "demon bull king", so it's ok if a name doesn't make 100% complete sense as a normal name in our universe, but it is still always good to check! You never wanna have that moment when you realize your character's name accidentally translates to something unintentionally weird like Canned Fish because you didn't google it (I actually saw somebody legitimately name their character this in another fandom before someone pointed it out).

#skelleask

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