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drowningmist · 2 months

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Want her back [chifuyu]

Note: bonten timeline

YEAR 2017, 8:30 AM

"Hello kazutora, close the shop, I won't be coming today."

" hey-

The 25 year old male nonchalantly informed and hung up without letting the other side speak. He sleepily got out of the bed and moved like a sloth to stand in front of the mirror. His unrecognizable state reflected in the glass. His eyes picturing one of a corpses, a thin, slender body.

He saw the background of his reflection.. bottles were scattered near the bedside, the quantity of 'em was painfully concerning... the forgotten beer bottles that helped him pass out last night.

He looked at his dark mess of a hair, the blond now dyed black

black

"I want to see you in black hair"..

the glass got broken

knuckles dripping blood

but why didn't he feel anything?

He looked down at the broken pieces , breathing heavily.

"fucking end this"

he picked a sharp piece of glass placing it on his wrist, he closed his eyes...and all he saw next was you , your laughter that he got addicted to without which he's now an empty shell, your smell that he never seem to forgot even after 2 years, he felt the threads of memory peaking through his mind like a needle making him reminisce when he first met you.

ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـ

YEAR 2004, 10:35AM, JAN

Gasping for air, he rested his hands on his knees, the blond boy never ran so fast..

Tilting his head upwards , looking at the front..

"Mandarake" it read

"I wish there should be atleast one left"

He went inside the store, eyes searching for the newly released volume of one of his favorite shoujo manga.

"Found ya!"

Chifuyu let out a relieved sigh and moved towards the new edition manga's block taking out the desired manga excitedly. Maybe he wasn't that late afterall..

"Excuse me, that's mine" or maybe he was

He turned towards the voice taking in the appearance of the girl infront of him who unlike her bold voice looked rather soft.. yeah thats what he thought

"Pardon?" He asked clueless

"The manga you are holding, its mine"

The boy was offended clutching the manga to his chest giving you a "the fuck you are talkin'bout" look.

"Look miss, i was here first, found it first and grabbed it first so please make some sense" he sassily said while doin the motion of taking the manga out of the shelf.

"Well, I already paid for it so.." you shrugged taking the manga from him returning the attitude and turning your back to him..

Only to be stopped by a hand tugging at your jean jacket and with a swift motion the manga was in his hands.

He gave you look before walking past you to the counter and you did nothing to stop him

"Sorry Sir , but this item has already been purchased by the lady"

He frowned at the lady and you can't help but chuckle at his mind boggled state

"I forgot my wallet previously ..so i came back and paid for the manga first then saw you when i returned to take it back from the shelf"

He looked at you when you started explaining and his expression changed from confused to one of understanding & then to annoyed.

Fucking have to wait for another week

He nodded at you nonchalantly and left the shop, his shoulders slumped.

You smiled at his leaving figure before taking your manga from the counter and following after him.

how can you let him go..you find him cute

"Hey! Wait!"

He half turned towards you raising his brows, hands in his pockets.

"What?"

"I am planning to read it now" You waved your manga infront of him

"If you are free wanna read it with me? At the nearby library?"

He fully turned at your side

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

The librarian glared at her far right side for the nth time now. There were you two, kicking your feet under the table at the scenes pictured in the manga ;placed between you two on the wooden table, both of your muffled giggles can be clearly heard by the librarian making her develop a popping vein sign on the side of her temple.

Strangely , after that you both just so happened to cross paths a lot, sometimes you just so happened to already have the manga he wants leading to you both reading it together and sometimes he just so happened to come with his bike to the manga store which is 2 blocks away , resulting in you both going to different places and you freaking out when he speeds up the bike.

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢

2004, NOV

Chifuyu laid on the sloppy ground of the open field near the river , hands at the back of his head, his hair flowing in the direction of thre wind making it seem fluffier, bangs flying and uncovering his forehead making him look more attractive and refreshing. He had a faint smile ghosting his lips, eyes closed, he was waiting for someone.

"Chifuyu!!"

The ghost smile he had now turned to a broad one, biting his lips to keep it hidden, he calmed down and slowed his breathing pace making it seem like he was in a slumber.

He can feel the sudden warmess around him as the person who yelled his name sat near him.

"Chifuyu" you again called , this time a little softly , looking at him tenderly he is so adorable! you thought wanting to poke his cheek. So you did.

"Chifu.." you muttered , not with the intention of waking him, just mumbling mindless while poking his cheeks, the oh so squishable cheeks

You sighed at his lack of response and cup his face with both of your hands and started squishing it making his lips pucker up.

And then.....

You pinched them

"I know you're awake dummy"

"Saying after satisfying yourself , squishing my cheeks & all "

He opened one of his eyes , smiling bashfully

"Yup!" You chirped while crawling behind him as he sat up and you wrap your arms around his neck tightly making him jolt and let out a grunt.

"Piggy back!"

"Destination?"

"Ice cream truck"

"Girl, this is mid November"

"I'll tell your mom you were the who emptied her body perfume by spraying it on peke j"( his cat)

He rolled his eyes before getting up , jumping a little to strengthen the hold of you and started walking. You snuggled in the crook of his neck taking in his scent which made your muscles loosen up.

The fluffy hair of his and the smell of his shampoo making your heart flutter just a little.

"Hey chifu.."

"Hm?"

"I want to see you in black hair"

He stopped, his brows furrowed

"Why-

"your mom showed me your toddler album"

" WHA-

"Black really brings out your eyes. "

He calmed a little, heat rushing to his ears which you pinched making him whine. He turned to do a double take at you and tapped his cheek with a boyish grin to which you comply.

"Will dye in a few years"

𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢𓆸𓇢

"But you are not here, why?"

2017, 11:11 AM

Chifuyu tried to open his eyes, vision blurred for quite a while , he turned his eyes to his side glancing at his left hand's wrist where the stinging pain is now wrapped up in bandages, his ears as well were stinging not from pain but from a shrieking voice calling him , he then turned to his front to made out the who the figure infront of him is

"Takemicchi..?"

The said was crying is an understatement, Takemicchi was terrified when he saw his bestfriend lifeless laid on the floor when he came to ask him to be his bestman unbeknownst to the secret everyone hid from him , blood surrounding him sent chills down his spine and for a second Takemicchi felt he'll himself die right then and there , he had enough , seen enough people, his loved ones die infront of his eyes, his helpless eyes.

"Chifuyu..why?"

"She died"

Takemicchi stopped from further investigation when he saw the ravenette breaking down like never before.

"She left me and its been two fucking years Takemicchi and you don't know how hard it pains , how did you endured all of it when you saw hina die? I-i can't, i just can't, i never believed her death , i wasn't able to and when i did the pain just worsened everyday its fucking jabbing me like needles in my chest , my head is filled with her voice and everything else is mute"

Takemicchi silenced him as he was trembling, horrified by the news and his friend's state.

"This timeline is the worst of all" Chifuyu informed through his drained voice, eyelids getting heavier and words coming out as a mumble .

Takemicchi's breath hitched and somewhere in his heart a silent promise striking through his blue eyes resolved at chifuyu's next words, soon after which he drifted to sleep

"Takemicchi, i want her back"

@drowningmist been a draft for a month or so, finally posted after exams. Reblogs are appreciated!

#tokyo revengers #chifuyu matsuno #tokyo rev x reader #matsuno chifuyu #tokyo revengers chifuyu #tokyo rev x you #tr chifuyu #tokyo revengers fluff #mitsuya drabbles #hanagaki takemichi #tokrev #tokyo revengers takemichi #tr takemichi #sfw interaction only #fluff #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu fluff

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12pt-times-new-roman · 3 months

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c3e86

Fearne emerges in cold air beneath snow-dusted peaks. She immediately goes back through the portal at the bottom of this lake, and her telepathic communication is restored.

Imogen and Fearne exchange spell slots -- Fearne expends a 4th level spell to give Imogen 4 sorcery points. The language Matt used here is very similar to how he described the feeling Orym got when using Ludinus' funnel.

Slowly but surely, they all pull themselves through the portal. The sun is setting, and they can see both Catha and the leylines, so they're definitely on Exandria somewhere; Chetney identifies the trees as high-altitude pines, and the air is cold, thinner than sea-level, so they're somewhere up high.

They turn into clouds, and travel straight up: they're in a lake cradled in the middle of a sprawling mountain range, but even from this high up, they don't recognize this region. It's not the Alabaster Sierras near Whitestone, or the Flotket Alps, or even anywhere on Marquet. Even with a high perception check, they can't see any towns, cities, or even light sources -- but there are structures built on the edge of the lake, like a village.

They enter and find that it's a very simple village, but there are no lights, no sounds, no people wandering around -- just silence. It looks abandoned, and much of it has fallen to the elements, decayed. There are still supplies on the shelves of a shop, but they're covered in dust.

In the clerk's office, they find records of the town: Ria'doin village, on the shores of Lake Umamu. They gather, from the nomenclature and the position of the sun, that this village is Issylran, but there's not a single temple anywhere.

It doesn't look like there was a battle or a struggle here. Laudna finds a thread of notes in the clerk's space talking about business abandonment, people just getting up and leaving the village. There were disappearances here: a child, an entire family, the Otises, all in succession -- there must've been a rumor making people leave, but the next night, there were four families gone without a trace. Then the fishmonger was seen walking into the lake. Rumors spread about bad blood, business competition, small-town politics -- before the clerk disappeared.

FCG talks to a bird, and is very rude about it. But the owl tells him that she last saw someone five years ago; they wandered through, looted some stuff, and eventually walked into the lake too.

They decide to rest here for the night, and plan to relay information about the lake portal before returning to Ruidus.

They identify the two silver rings they took from the Willmaster: one of them is a "ring of life detection," which is paired with another one somewhere else that alerts the wearer if something happens to them; and the other they have to save until morning.

Chetney update: As a result of his deal with Morri, he gets a feat. He can craft a very well-made and well-carved wooden toy with an hour of his time. It's unclear if this does anything other than generate money/story, but hey!

Sending stone to Caleb: Caleb Widogast, we are in a village called Ria'doin. It's a backdoor to the moon, maybe. Do you hear me? Come for a visit? Ah! Hello. This is strange. This has not worked in some time.

SENDING WORKS, BABEY! Time to run Matt through his paces and make him play a half-dozen NPCs!

Imogen casts sending to Caleb: I assume this means you're alright. Again, that's Lake Umamu. Can you get word to the resistance? Jas, this is Caleb Widogast. I don't know what's changed; these communications have not worked for some time. I do know where -- (sending cuts off.)

Imogen sends to Keyleth three times: We found a secret entrance back on Exandria, in Lake Umamu. Leads to subterranean Ruidus. We're in Ria'doin. Hi! Hello! Is everyone okay? You're in Umamu? That's the Karamoran Reach, Issylra. What about Ruidus? After the Bloody Bridge, the capital city of Kreveris is where they're gathering forces. There's a tunnel that leads down. Halfway there. We'll show you. Alright. Let me finish some business here, and I'll try and meet you. I'm curious to hear how much you've learned. Time is starting to run short. The portal is in the lake. We're heading back in in the morning -- haven't learned enough. Going to Kreveris. We'll leave markers for you to follow. Very well. I'll send a team to follow and see what this secret door is in the lake. Good luck moving forward. We're counting on you.

Another voice pushes into Imogen's mind. Um, hello? Mr. Caleb said I was supposed to talk to this person! Is this working? I've tried this so many times and -- so anyway, I'm curious if this is going forward! Is this working?! Please respond! Yes, it works. We met Caleb at the key. We're at Lake Umamu, we just talked to Keyleth. Okay, I don't know who that is but I'm extremely happy for you, and I'm so happy this is working! Who are you? What are you doing? How do you know Caleb? What-- I'm Imogen. We went to Ruidus. We met Caleb at the key, he was captured, we haven't seen him since. Okay, well he's fine now, and it's nice to meet you that knew Caleb at the key. Don't know what that means either, but thank you! Okay. Who is this? Oh! My name is Jester.

aDSFsdgkjghfdk my heart---

Orym sends to Dorian: Dorian. We're alive. Been to the moon, going back. Find the Tempest. If I don't get the chance again... I really missed you. There's no response, but Orym swears he hears something outside. He needs to check in on that, needs to see what it was. It might be Dorian. They wake everyone, and Orym wants to go outside, but why wouldn't he have answered?

So if sending just suddenly works now, there's one of two options: either it's the proximity to the lake -- a rift between Exandria and Ruidus -- that's causing it, and the same thing would've happened at the bridge; or the Vanguard's plans are advancing and the leylines are calming down because of that. Or, y'know, the entire sending thing was a complete fabrication by whatever's in this lake (but that doesn't explain Jester).

Meanwhile, Matt is rolling saves for all of them behind the screen -- they at least got a short rest, but there's something calling them toward that water to inspect it, make sure everything's okay. There's a presence in the water that makes them wonder whether there's an ally in that lake -- they're not alone, but not in a bad way.

They start making their way through the fog, toward the bank. The lake is appealing to their sensibilities -- Orym senses a presence that could be Dorian, Chetney senses a disturbance in the portal, Ashton senses a useful tool, FCG senses an ally.

Imogen uses detect thoughts on the lake, and there is an intelligence that settles behind and below her -- those enthralled are wading into the lake, being pushed -- they disappear under the water, and we go to break!

Can I also just say -- Liam is portraying a soldier's hope so well with Orym. Like, the situation is near-hopeless, the deck is stacked against them, they are staring into the face of unfathomable threats, and yet. And yet. They have to do it. They must. Not because it's easy or even because it's right, but because it must be done. Fate has dealt them these cards, whether they like it or not, so they have to hope. They have to. If they don't hold on to that, if Orym does not put forward and wholeheartedly throw his entire soul into paradoxical hope against all hope, then what else does he have? What else is there? He can't cry, he can't bargain, he can't even grieve. Hope is all that's left, left bleeding at the bottom of the barrel -- and if he doesn't have that, if he doesn't even have the delusion of hope, then all truly is lost. So Orym falls, hard, for any shred of hope beyond ephemera, anything that just might be more than whim and blindness, like sending, like Keyleth, like Dorian. And fuck is it heartbreaking.

Imogen grabs Orym as he dives, and she gets pulled down too.

Laudna sticks her head underwater, spots one, and casts animate object on a boat! "It's ghost ship time." It grows little hands out of the front and starts fucking talking -- "what do ya want, missus?"

For the ones in the water, it's nothing but chemical impulse that pushes them forward, toward the bramble growths that surround the portal to Ruidus. It wraps around them, cradles them, and it's a warm sensation, like this is where they're meant to be, it's everything they've ever fought for, ever wanted. While they're down here, everyone takes cold damage.

Fearne spots them, the cocoon where they're being held, and also sees a graveyard of scattered bones. Dozens and dozens of corpses, cradled like children.

Imogen damages the shadows that hold them, and everyone ensnared gets to make another CHA save -- everyone but Ashton breaks free from its influence.

As he breaks away, Orym slashes at the shadow and frees a skull; but as he grabs it, the shadow re-envelops him.

Laudna boards her animated boat and rides it beneath the waves like Captain Jack Sparrow. As she passes, FCG grabs the side and coasts down, and casts turn undead on the shadows: the tendrils turn to hair, the roads of the Changebringer leading away, and although it succeeds this does confirm that this is some kind of undead creature.

Ashton is still trapped inside the mass, and they try desperately to free him. Orym swims down, dashes the tendrils away, and spots them -- he casts misty step somehow to reach Ashton and hacks at their bonds. He action-surges and hits Ashton to wake him up (that's a whole fucking thing that I will get back to--) but Ashton succeeds, they're still buried in there and Orym is still right next to him.

FCG's second turn undead succeeds, and the tendrils all scatter, pull back -- and they have a terrifying view of this underwater graveyard that lies here. Ashton gets to make their save again and finally succeeds -- they see exactly what's below them and dart away, dart toward the surface (alongside Laudna, who also failed the turn undead).

As they surface, all the effects subside, and the shadow recoils.

(Also, I love how Matt has incorporated Candela Obscura's "initiative" rules in C3. This entire encounter happened without rolling initiative once, but it still felt very fluid and inclusive.)

The center of this undead entity is closer to the village, whereas the portal to Ruidus is around 80 feet from it.

They return to the docks, and carve a message into the wood: Beware! Dead shit down there.

Orym leaves the skull he retrieved on the dock, too, assuming that Keyleth can cast speak with dead (and not saving it in the portable hole for FCG to cast that later).

Imogen, with the statement that "none of us are thinking clearly right now", decides for the group that they should all go back through the portal to sleep rather than waiting for Keyleth's envoy to appear.

Now that they've defeated the undead entity here, it's easy for them to re-enter the portal to Ruidus. They immediately go to sleep -- even with tired watches, they get a long rest.

As they sleep, Laudna talks to Delilah. She wants more power from Delilah in exchange for keeping Imogen safe -- "grant me power, and I'll give you everything you need." [You promise?] "I keep my word, if I have a strange way of expressing them." [I have a strange question -- Pate.] "I am no more pate than you are me. We are bound inexplicably, yes -- we are strange bedfellows... Laudna. We will endure. Always." Delilah's visage fades, and Laudna falls to sleep.

Long rest, finally!

They climb out of the tunnels they slept in, and continue across Ruidus to Kreveris. As they go, they leave trails and signs for anyone who might be following them out of the portal in the lake.

FCG identifies the other ring as a ring of protection, which is huge for basically anyone -- it gives a +1 bonus to armor class and all saving throws. Orym takes it, since Ashton already has two rings attuned.

Laudna uses the syphon to absorb the power of the ring of life essence -- it strips the ring of all its magical power, and gives Laudna +2 hit points (permanently) and advantage on al attacks and ability checks until the next long rest.

The Bells Hells leave the cave and move across meandering tunnels for miles, leaving Ashari symbols as they go so Keyleth's forces can follow them.

They all continue in this tunnel for a while, until it comes to an abrupt end. Ashton, although reticent, activates the shard of Ka'mort -- they get bigger, spiker, everything becomes odd and off, a fractal, an exaggeration that is six feet tall kneeling, with the elemental arm a claw. As they phase into the rock, they sense tunnels and caverns around them, and they are not far from the surface -- Ashton clears the way and the Bells Hells emerge onto the surface of Ruidus. There's a mild dust storm going through, but Imogen rolls with advantage (with the help of Fearne) and determines the direction of Ruidus' capital.

Laudna brings up that they all need to agree on when exactly to get the fuck out of dodge. Ashton is determined not to leave until they find allies, but Laudna brings up the fact that they need everyone to complete the mission.

They set off across Ruidus toward the capital, and start walking to save their more powerful spells for the future; but Imogen casts a magic mouth spell for when Keyleth's team comes through. "Hey. We are going toward Krevaris, the direction is slightly due north. Head toward the mountain range. Hope you find this. Heading toward Krevaris."

As they travel, there's a strange vibration in the air, an anticipatory change -- and every stone arounds you becomes incandescent with bright light, time seems to instantly stop. Everyone feels like they've been around forever, the blip of immortal essence passed through them -- and Imogen, eyes white, hair bright red-violet, drops to the ground as the feeling ends. Imogen and Fearne both gain 15 temp hp as Ruidus flares beneath them.

There's a fading warmth to them, and Ashton, as elemental, feels it -- a warmth under the ground, following that trail.

When Ashton comes out of his transformation, it's rough -- they are drained, tired, even after the long rest -- he takes two points of exhaustion . But Fearne offers to carry him, and they puh into the storm, they ear the thunder in the distance.

As they emerge from the fog, from the carved valley before them, they see the faintest view of a skyline, a real sign of civlization that they are on the cusp of reaching (with Ashton on 2pts of exhaustion).

#critical role #note watches c3 #critical role spoilers #critical role campaign 3 #critical role c3 #critical role liveblog #long post

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lilacliquors · 1 year

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day one: walking in a winter wonderland

pairing: homelander x reader

word count: 768

notes: welcome to day one of the 12 days of ficmas! i've been looking so forward to writing these fluff prompts for the holidays, but due to finals, i only had the first two pre-written. so the others will be up, i'll write them in a timely fashion since i'm done with finals. but anyways, i hope you all enjoy, and remember that reblogs, comments, or even an ask are highly recommended, and likes are appreciated <3

despite your heavy jacket, gloves, and the scarf around your neck, the cold still nipped at your skin as the snow drifted down around you. it was only a few days until christmas, and the lights that adorned the city made you smile, it was your favorite time of year, the beauty and the joy unmatched by any other holiday. as you walked along the sidewalk, you felt a sudden breeze beside you, and you flinched slightly, turning your head away from the burst of cold before a chuckle had you looking back up.

“john? oh my god, hey!” you said, unwrapping your arms from your body to hurry over and give him a hug.

“hey, there’s my favorite lady,” he said, wrapping one arm around you to hug you back.

“i was just on my way to see you, small world,” you said with a smile, and he shrugged one shoulder.

“well, i just happened to be in the area, and i figured i’d get you a little something special,” he said, extending his other hand to you. you looked over and smiled; he’d brought a travel carton with two hot drink cups from the local coffee shop. he smiled as you took one of the cups from him and took a small sip, and warmth flooded your body.

“hot chocolate, my favorite,” you said.

“with a hint of mint, just the way you like it,” he said, and you gave him another squeeze.

“thank you, john. you have no idea how much i needed this.”

“i could tell, though. you looked chilled to the bone. which is why i won’t be offering you fly you. you’ll freeze to death,” he said, taking the second drink out of the carton before discarding it. ignoring the stares from onlooking civilians, he set his arm around your shoulders and started down the sidewalk with you. you snuggled into his side as you sipped your hot cocoa, humming to yourself as the sound of holiday music filled the air. starlight’s version of ‘santa baby’ played as you walked by a toy store, and you glanced into the window.

“toys have really come a long way, huh? when i was a kid, a had a wooden pulley porcupine that i just dragged behind me everywhere,” you said, and he laughed.

“really? i don’t think i had that. lot of soldier boy action figures, though. got a new one every year,” he said.

“oh my god, i had a crimson countess doll!” you said, and his smile filled you with even more warmth.

“then this must be fate then, huh?” he asked.

“must be.”

you continued to walk in pleasant silence, the snow swirling around you and getting caught in your hair. as you walked under streetlights, you felt homelander’s hand squeeze your shoulder, and you hummed softly.

“yes?” you asked, glancing up at him before sipping your drink again.

“just wanted to tell you how beautiful you look in the snow, that’s all,” he said, leaning down to press a kiss to your temple.

“aw, you’re too sweet,” you said, snuggling into his side again.

“only for you,” he said, brushing a few snowflakes from your hair. you took a few more sips of your drink to finish it off, and he took the cup from you to throw out. with a smile, you wrapped an arm around his waist as you walked, and as you neared vought tower, he stopped, and pull you to his chest. you wrapped your arms around his neck, tucking yourself into him before he took off into the air.

“john, it’s chilly up here,” you said, and he squeezed you.

“i know, i know. but just take a look,” he whispered, urging you to tilt your head. you did so, and you gazed out over the city. the lights twinkled below, the snow drifted down, and the city had never looked more beautiful.

“oh wow. it’s beautiful,” you breathed, and he smiled.

“not as beautiful as you,” he whispered, tilting your head back to him. he leaned down and captured your lips in a gentle kiss, and you smiled before returning the kiss.

“thank you for sharing this with me,” you said softly as he brought you back to the ground.

“of course. i wanted you to see our own little winter wonderland,” he said, letting go of you to open the door to the tower, allowing you in before him. “but the view is just as nice from my penthouse.”

“i’ll bet it is. lead the way,” you said, and he grinned.

“with pleasure.”

#homelander x reader #homelander fluff #12 days of ficmas #ficmas 2022 #atomwritez ficmas #homelander ficmas #atomwritez

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pearl-blue-musings · 5 months

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all the right moves: chapter 2

Pairing: Childe x fem!afab!reader

Warnings: business/modern au, written and smau 18+

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The door of the office closes with a click and release of a breath. The man sitting behind the desk rubs at his temples from his most recent meeting. It took everything in him to not yell at his fellow executive officer while she was on call in the room; he must wait until the clacking of her heels ceases. He finally lets out a frustrated growl and pushes himself away from the desk, standing up. He balls his hand into a fist and fights the urge to punch his wooden desk. It’s almost humorous to him as he replays the conversation he just had.

“We were able to secure Wangsheng Industries, so most of Liyue will now be under our influence.”

“That was my deal to make,” Childe exasperates. “I was waning Zhongli down and he was going to give me everything! How could you take this from me?”

Signora laughs in front of him. “While you were bending over backwards for this man, you left too many holes open for me to take him and Liyue from under you. There’s a reason I’m higher ranked than you, dear Childe.” The scornful woman walks up to him and whispers in his ear before leaving his office, “it’s because you act like one. Don’t butter them up only for someone else to take them.”

The executive finally takes the time to yell out his frustration as he paces around his office. He’s lucky enough to be near the top floor so he’s able to get a beautiful view of the city. It calms him slightly from his racing feelings. He wanted to be the one to bring in Zhongli, bringing all of Liyue under their company’s control. He was supposed to be praised by his boss. Not that bitch Signora who stole it from him. He takes out his mobile phone and furiously shoots a text to the man in question.

Childe stores his phone in his back pocket before gathering the rest of his things. This move was supposed to be his big break and to help him move up his Harbinger rating. Not bring him down. As he prepares to leave, he gathers his briefcase that matches his grey and red three piece suit and heads for the door. He closes the door and quickly locks it with a sigh. He trudges along toward the clear elevator and presses for the garage. “I need a drink,” he puffs out as he loosens his tie. The box descends quickly and he’s able to see the city in front of him. Ajax had taken account of the recreational center that had opened up two years ago and had wondered why an Inazuman company fronted it. He’d have to ask his friend about it. As he nears the bottom floors, his tired eyes perk up to a woman walking in front of the building. It was a brief second, but Childe could tell she had a vindictive expression. It was new, it was exhilarating. And he wanted to see her again. But with his luck, he knew he’d never see her again. Just fucking perfect. All he knew based off of his quick glance was she worked at the Kamisato fronted rec center. Interesting.

With new vigor in his heart, Childe motions for the valet to fetch his car. His eyes scan to the right to try and catch a glimpse of the intriguing woman that had caught his eye. He’s able to see the nearby coffee shop door swing open and out she walks. There are few times the businessman has been caught off guard and left breathless, and he can add this moment to that list. She takes a sip of her warm beverage and visibly relaxes, a small smile growing on her face.

Childe makes the attempt to skip toward her, however the valet shows up with his car. With a defeated huff, he takes his keys and enters his car. Although he missed his chance today, he’s sure that his path will cross hers, one way or the other.

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May 26 – Kiyomizudera, Sannen-zaka, Ninen-zaka, and Gion

Today, we started off our day by going to Kiyomizudera. There we saw some beautiful views of Kyoto’s forests from the temple’s famous wooden porch. I was super hot and there was a ton of walking, but my new shoes that I got yesterday in Osaka gave me some extra cushion. Once we arrived, we entered the womb of Kannon, which was basically a long hallway that was pitch black. Our class entered one by one and used a handrail to feel our way through the “womb”. Near the end of the hallway, there was a rotating stone. We put our hands on the stone and made one wish before exiting via some stairs. Next, we got in line to drink water from one of three spouts of falling water. The spouts each represented something different: love, longevity, and success (academic or work-related), and you are to drink from one of the three spouts hoping that the one you choose represents the thing you wish for. I went for the spout in the middle, and I followed the procedure as demonstrated by some of my classmates as well as Japanese locals who went up before me. First, I took a metal ladle with a long handle and filled it up with water. I poured some of it into my hand and took a small sip. Next, I washed both of my hands and then poured out the remaining water by holding the ladle vertically.

Next, we walked down the hilly temple area through various shops and restaurants. Our bc class broke for lunch at the bottom, but then my friends and I had to walk back up the hill to search for a place to eat; that wasn’t super ideal. Also, many of the restaurants along the hill were fully reserved and booked out, so it was pretty tedious to try and find somewhere we could sit. We settled on a Japanese buffet place, where as soon as we were seated, we were given a tray with a bowl for rice, a plate for vegetables, a bowl for miso soup, and a cup for tea. We filled up our plates with vegetables which unfortunately turned out to be all either pickled or super sweet. I enjoyed the rice and the miso soup though. We then went to a Starbucks which had an authentic, traditional Japanese feel to its design compared to the other more modern Starbucks I have seen here in Japan. After meeting back up with the group, we walked to see a robot manifestation of Kannon. The robot was strangely lifelike despite its mechanical appearance; it was able to blink, move its arms, hands, and head, and “talk”. The robot spoke about the heart sutra and about how seeing oneself and the world as empty frees oneself from worldly desires and allows triumphs over adversities.

Lastly, we made our way to Gion. We walked up and down the Main Street a few times although there wasn’t much to do in the historical area of the district. We missed the 3:00 geisha performance, so we had an hour to walk around and explore before the next performance at 4. My friends and I went to Blue Bottle to get coffee, and then we headed back. We saw a geisha dance performance which was very simple yet precise in its movements. I enjoyed the small intricacies of the performance, from the maiko’s finger movements to her head inclinations. We were able to walk around a small exhibit inside the building, where I saw the different makeup, wigs, shoes, and fans that geishas and maikos use. We then headed home, and my friends and I are now figuring out our plans for dinner. Looking forward to the bamboo forest tomorrow; fingers crossed that it does not rain!

Academic Reflection:

In the second reading, “Enlightenment Geisha: The Sex Trade, Education, and Feminine Ideals in Early Meiji Japan”, I learned some context behind the origins of geishas and their original role in Japanese society. I have seen the movie Memoirs of a Geisha before, so I knew about the prostitution and manipulation that occurred in the geisha houses. However, I was surprised to learn that there were efforts to increase the education. This reading also helped me draw the connection between the perceived role of a geisha and the traditional perceived role of a woman in general in Japan: “Even as the “enlightened geisha” faded into obscurity, parts of her survived as the “good wife, wise mother” (558).

Something that I have been seeing on social media as my algorithm has begun to show me more and more content related to Japan is the tense relationship between tourists and geishas. I have seen videos of tourists taking videos and photos of geishas walking down the street without their consent, following them and attempting to corner them in public spaces. While we were on the streets of Gion, I did not see any geishas or maikos, but there were many groups of tourists walking about. I read in an article from The Guardian that Kyoto banned tourists from certain areas of the Gion District due to the consistent trespassing of private properties and accosting of geishas and maikos, so I wonder if that can explain the extreme separation from tourists and the geishas today.

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Monday, May 13th, 2024

Tsukiji Hongwanji, Mitsukoshi Ginza, and Bunraku Performance

Today began by waking up, skipping breakfast, going to my class meeting and then heading with the group to the train station. We made our way to the Tsukuji Hongwanji temple, which is a Buddhist temple opened in 1617 originally and has now been reconstructed a few times influenced by Indian architecture. This temple was pretty interesting as it was not like most of the other Japanese temples which were built of wood, as this is constructed with stone.

After viewing the temple and saying a prayer inside we then proceeded to the Tsukiji fish market, which is one of the largest in all of Tokyo. While here we went to a sushi place called “Sushizanmai”, I ordered just a basic tuna roll which was pretty decent, though I would probably hold off on the wasabi for next time as I am not really a fan of the flavor. Next we made our way to Ginza, which is one of Tokyo’s top shopping districts, and is where you might expect people with money to burn to be hanging out. My friends and I were not too interested in the Louis Vuitton type shops so we walked around for a bit and ended up at a random underground mall where we found a restaurant that had appetizing looking photos on the wall. The name of the izakaya restaurant was “Miroku Yaesu” where I ordered what I thought was beef curry, though I’m pretty certain that I ended up gettting offal, and I am not really a fan of animal entrails… I did not end up eating any of the meat and was not too happy with my meal choice to say the least.

After not enjoying this mid meal we walked to a cake shop and got some strawberry cake, which tasted infinitely better than the organs.

Once done with that we took the train back to our hotel and then walked around the neighborhood for a bit. While perusing we stumbled upon a random temple in the middle of the Yushima area near our hotel, which was beautiful and also completely void of people which is a weird site to see anywhere in Tokyo.

After researching it some I found out that this is called Reiunji Temple, and was founded in 1691. It really feels wild to just be randomly walking and stumble upon a building that has a longer history than the entire United States of America. Once viewing this temple for a while we headed back to the hotel and relaxed for a bit before making our way to a Bunraku performance. Bunraku is a form of traditional Japanese puppetry dating back to the 17th century. This comprises of large wooden puppets controlled by multiple people, acting out a story while a “chanter” reads all the lines in an extremely emotionally charged performance, accompanied by a musical performance from a shamisen, which is a type of 3 stringed traditional musical instrument. The show was pretty interesting and definitely something I have never experienced before. The entire show was in Japanese, so I was not able to understand much but we were equipped with earbuds that told a brief synopsis of the plot every minute or so.

After the Bunraku performance we went back to the hotel and found a burger place in Akihabara called “Mos burger” where we had an okay meal, and despite me not really wanting a burger in Japan I went along as to not eat alone. After eating we all went back to the hotel and a group of about 12 of us hung out in the top floor conference room and watched a movie.

Academic Reflection

The Bunraku performance was an extremely unique experience, and after reading the story of the puppet performance, I was surprised to see it acted out much differently than I could have anticipated. The visual aspects of the puppets paired with the chanter and shamisen player sounds were quite the sight to behold. Seeing the events unfold, and knowing what was going to happen somehow added to the suspense and emotions as I knew what was coming next. The entire aspect of being there live in person definitely helped me to solidify the information and recall the events as they were unfolding right before my eyes. I thought that the whole substitution drama fit really well and I can see why there was a need for so much emotional impact. I enjoyed the scene near the beginning where Gonshiro finds out that he had mistakenly grabbed the wrong child, as this is really the turning point that knocked over the dominos and set the rest of the story into motion.

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𝑊𝑎𝑟 𝐶𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑠//𝐾𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑦𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑

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Schlatt x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns: they/them

Warnings: death, swearing

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵❂➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

“So this is where we’ve come to!” A dark maniacal laugh slipped through their mouth.

“Guess so rug rat.”

“All of this for revenge? You made me wish I wasn’t even fucking born, but I’ve heard you had the same effect on others.” The words spat venomously, leaving a sting right where it hurt.

“Fuck you” “Well you tried that on my dad, didn’t work so well now did it?”

༅:*·ﾟﾟ·⭑

I felt myself crumbling underneath schlatts rule, the country around me slowly falling apart. I looked around the devastating area, people closing and boarding off shops to protect themselves.

Papa once told me of the beautiful country I once grew up in.. Dandelion fields racing across acres of land, gentle streams passing through and underneath the prime path. Blue red and yellow banners hanging from every window.

I always wondered how such a cruel and hatred came to power here, torturing my father to death. I always see it every time he comes home, looking more and more tired attempting to hide the pain in his eyes.

I’m guessing he attempts to hide everything from me, giving his all to raise me in a perfect bubble of a world.

That didn’t work out so well..

Every time I pass on through, stepping into that grey White House, I feel a certain dread come over me. The need to make my livings worth, even so at a young age.

People sitting at desks started to yell, others crowding up as small slaps and whimpers could be heard.

A shiver ran down my spine, racing up the stairs trying to calm myself. Once I reached twords the top of the tower like structure, I quietly slipped in during the meeting. The cabinet sat around the wooden table, discussing things that I’ll never learn to understand.

Who would anyways?

I smiled as I saw Papa and uncle dream sitting near each other, a little security in a land of torture and tearany. Uncle dreams never been the kindest, he was supposedly different before the first war.

It seemed like years since then, a constant battle between nations and never a second to sigh. Stories have been told of the scars from before, a terrible or great time I may never be able to tell.

I ignored the shouting coming from those who sat at the round table, running over to schlatts office. I snuck in, pick pocketing the small lock in the drawer as my heart raced.

My hands shook as the bobby pin I held jingled, constantly checking the door. I tried to pace things up, hearing the shouting die down. I finally got the lock unhinged.

Aha!

I scurried through, making sure what I was looking for was perfectly in place. I raised a brow, heating up as it was missing. Looking for the small object, making sure to check every little corner.

“Its not there..” “It’s not fucking here!”

I cried, continuously repeating underneath my breath. I pulled my hair, the feeling as if it were about to just rip off of my head.

My head shot up as the door handle shook, eyes widening once the ram hybrid stood in the room. Some would say my heart physically stopped for a second, freezing up at the sight of him.

“What the fuck are you doing in here?!”

I held my hands up above my head, slowly backing up as I looked around for an escape plan. “Don’t make me ask again kid, tell me what your doing in my office.”

My voice shook, barley getting the sentence out. “Sir what’s the issue here?” Papa squeezed through into the room, stopping in his tracks as he saw me with my hands up high.

“Mi amor que hiciste..” He rubbed his temples, stress and fear overcoming him. I had nothing to show for myself, just the Bobby pin I used to break in.

Schlatt carefully treaded closer to me.. Grabbing the collar of my shirt, causing my breath to hitch.

“I’m giving you three seconds to answer me. What the fuck are you doing in my office, and what did you take.”

“N-nothing sir. I didn’t take a-anything.”

I squealed, whimpering in pain as I felt a harsh slap on my cheek. I felt tears brimming my eyes, hurt and the urge to run to me in papas eyes.

“I don’t fucking like liars.”

He let go, grabbing the tequila bottle from his desk, swinging a sip. The second he left the room, I collapsed into my fathers arms small sobs admitting from my body.

“I’ve got you, don’t worry.. We’ll have a better life one day”

༅:*·ﾟﾟ·⭑

I stood on top of the grassy hill, looking out as everyone fought down below. Yet the man they all wanted was in my arms, standing right in front of me as I held my crossbow up.

“Your dad has always been a worthless flatty patty, just like you.” He laughed flipping around a sharp dagger. I stood my ground, forcing myself to look into his cynical eyes.

He made me sick, everything I hated was stuck within him. All I’ve ever doubted in myself, the childhood I’ve been stripped of. It’s all this mans fault, and here I am taking it back.

“Give me the damn ring schlatt! I won’t fucking ask again, I’ll shoot you in the damn heart.”

He laughed, looking straight up in the air. I shook as the dagger flipped flawlessly in the air, right back where it started in his hand. The gold band, itched with burnt flames shining on his finger.

Today of all days.

“How dare you wear my fathers ring, after you stripped it off his hands. He found someone to love, unlike you!”

I cried, shouting out to the terrible man. I leaned the tipped arrow back, a clean shit right to his heart.

I focused on the ring, watching as it glimmered in the light. The small engraving of my dads initials, all together creating a perfect symphony.

Yet what I didn’t notice until the sharp pain flew through into my abdomen. Blood poured through, staining my clothing. I smiled, feeling my weight get the better of me.

My head soon hit the ground, the grass underneath me. A dandelion in my last line of sight, the small band carefully being placed in my palm as my body floated away.

𝐘/𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐉𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭

➵➵➵➵➵➵➵❂➵➵➵➵➵➵➵

Too much death recently, I’ll make time for fluff laterrrr. now cry fuckers LMFAO. Listening to the hamilton soundtrack, that explains the angst tbh.

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i miss you (more than anything)

zhongli x gn!reader

- scenario; 2.4k words - modern!au - fluff - jealousy

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zhongli isn’t one for jealousy— usually.

title from mitski - francis forever.

requested by anon.

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“an excellent choice, sir.”

again with the nicknames...

slender fingers pick up a considerably stylized box, the smooth white a stark contrast to dark, glove-adorned palms. zhongli turns the box over in his hands, inspecting the various fine print explanations splayed along the edges of the plastic. now this is...

BANG!

clink.

zhongli barely stifles a flinch at the sound of the door slamming, hinges squeaking and metal lock clicking into place with a whirlwind of motion. amber eyes flick up to the doorway, then back down to the polished counter.

five minutes late.

he sets the ice cube he’s handling into a wine glass after a brief pause, beginning to fashion up a flute of apple cider vinegar. the pattering of lively footsteps against tiled flooring rapidly grows nearer, clattering to a halt directly across the bar from where he stands.

“hey there, mister zhongli! looking just about as boring as ever!”

hu tao plops into the cushioned chair, swiveling back and forth on the seat and leaning forward to watch him pour the concoction.

(it’s designated for customers of course— though that’s only usually. she happens to claim, to his exasperation, that she has “owner privileges”; whatever that could possibly mean when the place itself is meant to serve the needs of customers: that would include the spacing and chairs they may potentially desire when they enter the premises. unfortunately, he’s given up on understanding on her whims.)

from his position across the counter, zhongli absentmindedly spies the edge of a bright-red butterfly wing from underneath her outfit’s loose, flowing sleeves, the simple pendant string looped twice around her wrist.

swallowtail.

it’s the name (”like the butterfly, zhongli! the butterfly!”) of the establishment he’s currently employed at and is “run” by the granddaughter of a distant relative (though the bar is legally owned by said relative’s family). due to his— well, rather particular (per say) spending habits and a lack of mindfulness regarding the matter of what they liked to call savings (why would there be a need for these “savings”? he’d like to protest he’s traversed life well enough without them), he’d been pushed into putting the multitude of experience from past jobs into this one.

and well, here he is now.

chop. chop.

two evenly-sliced apple slices tip over from against the blade of the knife and onto the wooden cutting board. fetching a sprig of mint from the small potted plant just below the rack of knives (growing lights and shelving did wonders in the spontaneous lighting of the nightclub), zhongli finished decorating the non-alcoholic drink of choice for the pseudo-proprietress. who knew what havoc she’d cheerfully throw herself into, archons forbid, if it were liquor. she’s already enough of a handful as it is.

he sighs in resignation and slides the beverage over. the ice tinkles in the glass confines. he does have a favor to ask today after all. hu tao gives the drink a sniff, then puffs her cheeks in mock anger.

“no alcohol? booooo, you’re such a rock.”

she takes a generous sip anyway.

“so, what did you call me here for? not very zhongli-like for you to ask something of lil’ ol’ me. archons, have you been replaced?”

she squints at him judgingly, then raises an eyebrow when he hesitates to answer.

“doesn’t look that way, old man.”

zhongli can feel the beginnings of a headache forming between his brows. he waves his hand dismissingly as if flicking away her babbling nonsense.

“i have a favor to ask of you.”

“oh-ho?”

hu tao smirks playfully and pushes the half-finished drink aside, craning her neck forward.

“what can i do for our esteemed mister zhongli, hm? hehe.”

zhongli clenches his fist under the edge of the woodwork in an effort to calm his raging annoyance.

(it doesn’t help.)

he should just ask, shouldn’t he..?

“..i’ve been pondering this for a number of days now, but nothing quite appropriate for the occasion has happened to come to mind... do you happen to have any gift ideas for...”

he looks to the side to avoid eye contact and trails off, but hu tao immediately gets the memo.

“ohhh..” her smile only grows wider, “this is for your daaaate—”

zhongli’s face flushes the slightest tinge of rosy pink and he hisses a sharp “shush!” through gritted teeth. and here he had thought she couldn’t get on his nerves beyond how she’d already acted thus far...

the cheshire grin on her face still continues to climb.

“well, you’ve definitely asked the right person! how about...”

some new polaroid film? is what she had proposed.

“it’s not some fancy-schmancy anniversary gift, no? just a date! a date! don’t worry yourself so much over it— no, don’t look at me like that. if you called me over to ask about it, you’re deeeefinitely losing hair over this— okay, okay, i got it! don’t kick me out! old man... sheesh. why don’t you get some more polaroid film and wrap it up all nice? useful and an excuse to take more pictures together! i know, i know, i’m a genius— mmph!”

he can still hear her voice bouncing around in his head (”can’t believe you’re getting rid of your boss, mister zhongli! didn’t take you for the rebellious type—”). zhongli brings his hand up to his temple and breathes out another sigh. it’s not like her idea was a terrible one; if anything, it were a wonderfully exquisite proposal— not that he would tell her.

“i’d like to purchase this, if you would.”

he hands the box over to the shopkeep, who scans the package and rings up the bill. indiscreetly, he feels up the pocket of his jacket. thank the archons he remembered his wallet today. it would certainly be embarrassing to put this particular item on your tab.

“sure thing, mister zhongli. i’m assuming this is a gift,” they eye him knowingly, “so would you like it wrapped up?”

deja vu, his brain mutters, this is very much deja vu. he shuts it up promptly.

“not this time, but you have my sincerest thanks for the offer. i’d like to wrap it myself.” he can feel his (generally..) expressionless face flaring up the faintest hint of pink and berates his mind once more. only when it comes to you...

acquiring the purchased item, zhongli dips his head in acknowledgement as he heads out. the plants hanging from baskets strung along the ceiling sway their leaves to and fro, nearly catching a wayward lock of his hair. he smooths the stray strand back.

“thank you once again, aether. let lumine know they can drop by for some tea again whenever they’d like for me, please.”

the bell hanging over the doorway tinkles when he pushes it open, and the bustle of the busy harbor seeps into the tranquility of the shop. aether nods and waves a hand at him in return, resting an arm on the cash register.

“come again.”

while he’d imagined many ways your planned outing could play out, this was certainly not one of them.

he’s approaching the meeting spot you two had decided on (right in front of the flowering quince tree near the park; its blooms resemble those of simpler, smaller silk flowers, and it happens to be quite the scenic location to wait) when he spies not only your stature, but another figure residing right besides you.

who...?

as he steps closer, he can hear your laughter, the kind that he knows bubbles out of your chest and escapes your lips unconsciously. your amusement isn’t lost on your companion apparently, because they smirk teasingly, letting out a full-blown laugh of their own.

“oh, zhongli, over here!”

your voice snaps him out of his meandering thoughts, and he stops fiddling with his earring (when did he start doing that?), continuing forward from where he’d paused in his observations of this newcomer. something starts to bloom in his chest, small and bittersweet. he’s not sure what to make of it.

following your beckoning, zhongli finally makes his way to your side, mentally taking note of your.. friend? he doesn’t remember you mentioning anyone like this before though. surely he would remember your friends, no?

his earring sways in the wind, white tassel fluttering cheerfully.

“zhongli, this is my friend kaeya. i met him when i made that trip to mondstadt awhile back, remember that? oh, and kaeya, this is my boyfriend zhongli.”

(the little dragon curled up in his heart preens at your introduction of him, small and sweet.)

ice blue meets molten gold when zhongli’s eyes dart up to make eye contact with this stranger. they squint at him, assessing, then dip into the makings of a playful twinkle. a hand reaches out for a handshake, which he returns in equal measure. interesting...

“he got a little lost touring liyue and i happened to see him here in the park. small world, huh? i know it was our day love, but do you mind if we take him around for today?”

zhongli smiles appeasingly, gentle and assuring as always. he can recognize the slightly nervous look on your face, one that’s a stark contrast to how energetic you’d looked just a few minutes ago. if kaeya’s company makes you happy and you’d like to take him around, then who is he to refuse your request? you two will have more time to spend with just the two of you later, he reasons with himself. accompanying your friend, and in turn his acquaintance, is nothing big.

(and no, it’s certainly not you calling him love that makes him cave.)

“of course we can.”

tugging at the string of his eyepatch, kaeya swiftly ties his hair back and adjusts the collar of his shirt. “so, where to first?”

zhongli takes your hand in his, squeezing softly. you squeeze back.

getting along together should come just fine.

he takes it back.

he takes it all back.

he’d accepted it at first because, well, this was your friend. he shouldn’t be controlling who you interact with nor who befriended you - that’s not up to him. it shouldn’t ever be. however— with every passing moment that kaeya inched closer to you, taking up the entirety of your attention and bringing that bright, bright grin to your face—

(this was supposed to be your date. just the two of you. he hasn’t seen you in a month; surely he can feel a bit selfish, right?)

the three of you turn the corner to an intricately-themed restaurant and pause, where even zhongli looks appreciatively at the beautifully grown bamboo stalks lining the edges of its front walls.

“wanmin restaurant,” kaeya reads, craning his neck up to gaze at the signboard. bold red calligraphy is sprawled across the rough-cut wood. “awfully simple name for such a stunning place, isn’t it?”

if he weren’t stewing in a pot of conflicted emotions, zhongli would surely inform him of how carefully selected this title was, how it represented more than just a name, how it hid at least several decades worth of effort and teachings— but as it is, he (really, of all people) has no patience for that at the moment.

first tugging on the hem of your outfit, zhongli then takes you by the elbow and hastily leads you forward to the glass doors of the establishment. he grasps your hand in his as usual, but something must be off, because you twitch a little and look at him curiously.

he turns his head away, lips pursed just the slightest.

“let us dine here for the time being. it is an appropriate time and place, after all.”

the sun shines brightly in the clear sky as if illuminating his words.

kaeya raises an eyebrow, singular eye looking on inquisitively and arms crossed, then moves further ahead of you both once more. the corner of his mouth dips in a clear show of mirth. bowing with one arm held at the waist, one not unalike a formality from a server, he looks straight into zhongli’s eyes and holds the door open for entrance.

“that sounds like an excellent idea. well, if you would.”

“thanks for the tour around you two.”

kaeya hums his thanks with a cheerful lilt to his voice as you all stand under the porchlight of zhongli’s house.

(it’s not the largest abode, but it’s cozy and sweet, and it’s definitely enough for the both of you whenever you decide to stay over. tonight is one of those nights, and they may as well become more frequent after the trip you took abroad.)

his car keys reflect the glow of the bulb, swinging around his finger in loops. they clink noisily, metal against metal, and he grabs them all at once, halfway through another turn. in his car sits a box of treasure-themed artifacts, likely old and had found its way into your hands somehow. zhongli knows you’d been meaning to give them to someone, but he hadn’t known it were kaeya— either way, the artifacts that’d been laying on his shelves for weeks were now handed off.

ruffling your hair, kaeya pulls you in for a brief hug; although zhongli can feel the bitter pang in his chest, he stays where he stands, keeps it still and small. he can wait.

that said, the moment kaeya drives off, he’s hauling you into the house and curling up on the couch, pulling you onto his lap and tugging you into his arms. the long thought over gift sits patiently on the counter. it’s waited the entirety of today; it can wait another.

right now, he needs you.

your body sinks against his, relaxing from the lively, though exhausting, day. slumped against his chest, he burrows his head in the crook of your shoulder and cuddles you, nuzzling into your neck. finally, you’re home. home with him.

it’s warm...

“..it was our day...”

you shift your head at his mumbling, lifting his chin to presumably look at his expression. your attention is his now. not kaeya’s. not anyone else’s. just his.

(his eyes are soft and droopy, smudged red making them look especially mellow in the dim lighting, and lips pushed into the slightest pout. he knows what you’re seeing when you gaze at him fondly, and you can almost see the puppy eyes he sports. how unusual of him.)

“someone’s a little jealous here, hmmm?”

you drag out the syllables teasingly, and from lips that are pressing kisses against your skin, he responds a little muffled—

“perhaps.”

#zhongli #genshin impact #fluff #jealousy #zhongli x gn!reader #zhongli x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #request #cecilia

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misumeaw-blog · 2 years

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More time with You, Valentine Spacial 💛

Pairing : Albedo x Reader

Genre : Fluff, Established relationship

Warning : Pet name (Sunshine)

Word Counts : 630 words

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The wooden door of the Knight of Favonius Head Quarter closed behind the two Captain walking out after reporting to the Acting Grand Master. The wind greets them with the essence of romance breezing in the City of Freedom. The street is filled with lovers and many shops decorated their stalls with heart-shaped items and roses. Valentine’s approaching, the day of love is upon the city gate.

“Love is in the air. I heard that even our aloof alchemist also requested a day off on Valentine’s” A taller man with an icy tone in his voice chuckled, he bent down slightly to tease his collective co-worker.

“I would rather my significant other not feel left out on such special occasion. I will continue with my duties after, as one should, Captain Kaeya” The Captain of the Investigation Team informed the teaser back, with a little bit of passive-aggressive to hit him back.

“Come now, Albedo. No need to be harsh. Would you care to tell me what’s your plan for Valentine’s?” Seeing his co-worker with no response, he adds

“I’m an expert, I even wrote a love poem in Hilichurlian” He crossed his arms, a grin appeared on his face.

“I must admit that I’m new to this kind of relationship, but I’m confident in my planning. I’ve done much research and I acknowledged what my significant other would enjoy the most” Gloved finger rest on his chin as he speaks. The first-time love spent days observing and coming up with an idea to please his beloved.

“Such a shame you wouldn’t let me help” The taller man secretly felt loneliness creep in his heart. As everyone around him was driven in love.

“I thank you for your offer to assist me. You are well versed in a romantic relationship; however, I’d like to do my way” The blonde yet again politely declined.

They soon part ways to the place they desire.

The sun is about to rest as the sky turned hue orange and stars start to appear in the dusk sky.

Knocking on your door, the sofa spunk back to its original form, as the one sitting on left it. The word ‘coming!’ rang through the corridor, while the wooden floor makes noises after each time it got stepped on.

The door flung open. The enthusiastic owner of the house fell forward, and nearly got their lips imprinted with the person standing in front. He catches the person he holds dearly in his heart in his arms in time.

“Evening sunshine, please don’t do that again. What if it’s someone else besides me?” The blonde holds you tight, rubbing the back of your hand gently.

“I remembered how you knocked, I knew it was you” giggling as you answered, arms around his neck.

“I missed you” you added. He tightened the hug in reply.

“I’m taking a day off on Valentine, I was hoping we could.. spend time together” He pressed his lips near the temple, blush renowned itself on your face after he did so.

That is his way of saying he missed you too, he wished to spend more time with you; talking, drawing, strolling around, anything.

There is never enough time to do everything for Albedo, but he chose to spend it together with you.

Releasing him just enough to look deep into his eyes, sweet words flew out from your lips “I’m all yours”

The calm and collected alchemist turned red. A shade of pink decorated his pale cheek, all the way to his ears.

“Come on, let’s head inside. Tell me about your day during dinner, alright?” Holding his hand, leading him into the cozy place.

Oh, how he wishes to spend more time with just the two of you.

#albedo x you #genshin albedo #albedo x reader #albedo genshin x reader #albedo #genshin x you #albedo x gn reader #genshin x gn reader #valentine

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jadedxrealityw · 3 years

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-Love Is Love- Loki/Lady Loki Laufeyson x female reader

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Kody: was going to write some angst, but you guys deserve something sweet.

Movie/Show: N/A

Summary: ‘normal day’ and ‘god of mischief’ don’t go together, ever. Especially when said god is a clingy, quick to whine baby.

Possible Triggers/Warnings: domestic Loki, the fluff, Loki being a giant man baby, a sneak peak at his unused powers he he he he, homophobes in the wild

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your eyes open slowly as your brain process’s the fact you are now awake and no longer in the fluffy state of mind that is dreamland. A warm and heavy feeling brings you to look down at your chest where the pale arm of your lover laid.

Loki

a smile graces your lips as memories of the night before gently takes over your thought process. Looking to your right, you see your phone charging on the nightstand. Reaching up you grab it and press your thumb to the fingerprint censor, making the phone unlock instantly.

no phone calls and a couple messages from Wanda, confirming you and Loki would be at her house warming party with Loki. You type out a quick response saying you would drag Loki there if need be and closed the messages app. Looking up a bit, you spot the time. 9:45 am.

you should probably make breakfast

placing the phone back down on the nightstand you grab Loki’s arm and attempt to remove it from your waist. You only lift it inches from your bare skin until Loki pulls you into his chest, his arm now around your back. God dammit. Now being face to face you could see his playful grin.

“How long have you been awake?“ you ask, seeing how he didn’t look tired in the slightest “A few hours“ he replies in a low whisper as to not disturb the peaceful silence as much. “So you’ve just been staring at me then?“ you say, a playful grin of your own forming on your face.

“Why wouldn’t i?“ Loki uses his free arm to run his hand along the side of your face, admiring your tired form. You place your hand on top of his and bring it to your mouth, giving his palm a light kiss before going to sit up. Loki forces you back down causing you to sigh.

“Loki, i have plans today” You remind him, just like you did the night before when he tried to keep you up all night. “and so do i“ he replied confidently. Your face turns into a deadpan expression as you stare blankly at him “Really? and that is?“

“To keep you here, in bed with me of course” Loki smiles like he is a child who had just won a prize. That prize being well..you. You shake your head, forcing down laughter as to not indulge in his playful behavior at the moment so you could start your day.

“You know i would love to stay in bed with you, but i have to go shopping. I won’t be long“ You lean forward and press a quick kiss to his forehead, earning a frown in return. Loki lets you get up this time and you step onto the cold wooden floor.

just as you stretch your arms, you hear the sound of rustling sheets, which cause you to turn your head to where Loki was, standing up in only a pair of dark boxers. “What’re you doing?” you ask, going over to the the closet where you kept the clean towels.

Loki follows slowly behind you “I coming with you” he says, reaching in front of you to grab one of the towels. You roll your eyes, grabbing a towel of your own “I’m taking a shower first” you send him a small grin as you walk past him and towards the bathroom door that was connected to your bedroom.

“Or” Loki cut in, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind you, pulling you into his chest. His head leans down, his chin hovering just above your shoulder “We can take one together“ he suggests. You had no objection to that idea in the slightest.

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after the shower you and Loki got dressed, with a lot of breaks in between from because of the flirty comments he would make. Once you both turn around to look at each other, you both laugh quietly. Loki wore his famous all black suit while you wore a short black turtleneck with matching pants with a grey cardigan.

“A suit? It’s just a walk to the grocery store and the mall?“ you chuckle, smoothing out your cardigan. You just needed your bag and shoes now. Loki rolls his eyes, fixing the collar of his dress shirt “I have to look presentable wherever i go. I have a reputation to uphold“

scoffing, you grab the door handle and turn it, pushing the door open “Right, i hope you attract all that attention you need then” you say teasingly, walking out into the living room. Where did you put your shoes? You could hear Loki’s rapid footsteps behind you.

“That’s not what i mean, love“ he apologizes, his hand reaching for yours. He was always so quick to think he had done something wrong, then again you were teasing him. “I’m kidding“ you assure him, making him exhale deeply “You’ll be the death of me“ he lets out.

you laugh to yourself once more before finally spotting your shoes by the sofa “Lets go while they’re still serving breakfast at that one cafe down the street” you say, rushing over to your shoes so you could put them on. “So punctual” Loki mumbles to himself.

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you both walked down the street, a cup of coffee in your hand and nothing in Loki’s. “I still don’t understand how you drink that stuff” Loki looks in disgust at your cup. Rolling your eyes, you take another sip of your warm beverage “No one asked you too get a cup of your own”

“I thought it taste somewhat decent“ Loki retorts, making you shake your head “I’m sorry to disappoint you then“ you apologize, nudging his shoulder with yours playfully. Loki lightly shakes his head, nudging you back “It isn’t possible for you to disappoint me“

his words make you smile as he wraps his arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him. He leans down to plant a chaste kiss to your temple sweetly. “Were nearing the mall you big softie” you taunt, dropping your paper cup in a recycling bin you pass by.

“Ah yes, a midgardian shopping center. Sounds rather...boring“ Loki sighs deeply. He didn’t find anything about humans not boring, so that wasn’t a big surprise. “I said you didn’t have to come with me. I can shop by myself just fine“

“Oh i know you can, i just don’t trust Midgard. Mostly it’s male species“ Loki shudders as if he had said a terrible word. You stifle laughter as you both walk through the entrance of the mall, the smell from the food court wafting into the open area.

“Ah the male species. Now i have to find an outfit for Wanda’s party. So women's boutique it is“ You grab Loki’s hand and begin to drag him through the mall.

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once you walk into the boutique you walk into the short dress’s section to find a nice casual dress that wasn’t to flashy, but made you look nice. “Something short i see?” Loki spoke from behind you, causing you to roll your eyes as you move through the rack.

As you look through the mostly red shades of dress’s you spot Loki go over to the black ones and look through them “Plan on getting one?” you ask, turning your head to face him. You can see Loki’s lips turn upwards into a smile “If they fit my standards”

well, he is a god after all.

“Alright tell me if you find something nice then“ you say before moving to the more flowy dress section, still short. You just didn’t feel like wearing a tight dress. You stopped on a nice looking dress that looked like exactly what you were looking for and it was the last in your size.

seemed like fate did it not?

you grab the hanger off the rack and drape it over your arm. Turning around, you begin to talk “I’m going to go try this on- Loki?” he wasn’t where you had left him. Shrugging, you made your way to the changing rooms. It was a big store and he was around somewhere...hopefully.

there were four stalls in the changing room and three were open. The one that was already occupied was filled with the sounds of a woman grumbling about how a zipper wouldn’t go up. She must of had a bad day or something. You take your dress and yourself into an empty stall and shut and lock the door.

you began strip yourself of the clothing you had on and place it neatly on the bench so it wouldn’t get dirty. Once your finished you take the dress and slip it over your head, pulling it down until it sat comfortably on your bust. You unlock the door and step out to look at yourself in the long mirror on the wall.

looking at your reflection, you smile. You looked perfect in every way. It fit nicely and hugged your torso just right. “You look ravishing, my love” a woman’s voice spoke, causing you to turn around. A tall woman with slightly below shoulder length hair stood wearing a dark green velvet dress.

looking at her up and down, you smile “I assume you found a dress then, Loki” you say, walking over to her. Loki smiles and flattens out her dress with the back of her hands “It’s simplistic, but yes i have. What do you think?” she asks, reaching forward to move a strand of hair from your face.

“I think you look beautiful, but we should probably take these off so i can pay for them” you suggest. Loki grins as she gives you a quick kiss “Hm alright. I guess i did find something to wear to Wanda’s little get together“ she gloats, eyeing herself in the mirror up in down.

you were dating a narcissist. A sexy narcissist

“Alright hot stuff go change“ you tease as you gently push Loki back into the changing room she was in. Shaking your head, you go back into your changing stall as well.

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you step out and see Loki standing in his suit and no longer a woman. You didn’t really question why and smiled, walking up to him “Ready to leave? i’m already tired of walking today” as if on cue, you let out a yawn. Plus you were going out to eat tonight and wanted to rest up before then.

Loki grabs the the short black dress with sheer sleeves from your hand. “Uh-” you say, but were caught off “I’ll pay, you go take a seat outside the store” Loki says, not really asking more like telling you. Your feet were hurting though, so you wouldn’t complain.

“Alright“ you exhale, patting hi shoulder before walking towards the exit of the store. When you walk outside there is a bench in the middle next to a couple of those giant screen poster things. Whatever they’re called. You go over and take a seat, feeling instant relief from your feet.

you only waited there about a minute before Loki came out holding a paper shopping bag in one of his hands. He spots you instantly and walks over “You look dreadful” he comments, jokingly and you narrow your eyes “Your so sweet” you say and push yourself off the bench.

Loki goes in to kiss your cheek when you use your hand to push his face away. He pulls back with a confused expression “I look dreadful, don’t i?” you say, repeating his words from a few seconds ago. Loki’s expression drops “You know i don’t mean it, darling”

“I know, but no kisses till i feel like it“ you smile a sickeningly sweet smile at him. Loki rolls his eyes, but smiles nonetheless. He couldn’t be made at you even if he tried and he wouldn’t try, ever.

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while walking down the sidewalk you heard a couple shouts and cheers as you turn the corner. There seemed to be some sort of protest going on in front of some rainbow cafe. If you remember correctly, a lesbian couple ran it. You had met them a few times before actually.

“Is a war starting or do Midgardians do this for fun?” Loki questioned, looking at the group of people huddled outside the small cafe. “I uh- i honestly don’t know how to answer that. It’s just a bunch of homophobes who can’t keep there opinions to themselves” you scoff, crossing your arms.

Loki’s face twinged in disgust at your words. You had taught him about the gross people that are homophobes, transphobes, xenophobes, etc. He absolutely despised those kind of people considering he was both genderfluid and bisexual himself and you were (insert sexuality here).

“Should i kill them?“ he asked genuinely, making you snort. It was a nice thought, but not rational. “No, but now i feel like i should take you home because your hand is about to break mine” you reply, holding up your intertwined hands.

Loki quickly lets go, mumbling an apology. He sighs, nodding begrudgingly. You were slightly taken aback by his willingness and look forward when you hear a familiar swoosh sound. God dammit. You face Loki once more as she flips back her black hair. Twice in one day? alrighty then.

Loki removes the coat of her suit and places it in the shopping bag before rolling her sleeves up to her elbow “Ready to go home darling?” she asked and you simply nod, wondering what her motives are. She wraps an arm around your shoulder as you begin to walk down the sidewalk.

getting closer, you could hear slurs being thrown left and right. Jeez these people need a hobby you thought. Loki led you right through the crowd and toward the entrance of the cafe. What the fuck is she doing? Just as Loki grabs the handle of the door, one of the previously mentioned protesters speak up.

“You both are going to hell!“ a rather built man yells. Loki’s brow raises as a grin paints her face perfectly. She opens the cafe door and gently pushes you inside, keeping the door open with her foot. Loki turns around as you watch from the glass windows.

“I’m assuming that’s what you call Niflheim, a place of total damnation or along those lines. Considering my sister is the goddess of death i think i’ll do just fine thank you. Now stay away or i’ll give you a one way trip.” Loki spoke with such elegance you almost couldn’t tell she was threatening the man.

it soon clicked to the man and other ignorant folk that they just told the goddess of mischief to go to hell. Big yikes. “Your a freak!“ the man spat out in a last attempt to get under Loki’s skin, but she just smiles maniacally “Such naughty words darling. I’m bored now, off you go”

Loki waves her hand as if she’d dismissing a class of students. While waving, her dagger flicks into her hand, effectively scaring off all little amount of sucky people. She forms a prideful smile before walking into the shop. You look at her and cant help but laugh.

“What? I didn’t kill them did i?“ Loki smiles, flicking her hand, her dagger disappearing. “Saying you'll send them to your sister is the same thing love“ you point out. Loki shrugs and looks around the shop “They serve more then coffee here right?“

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after that you and Loki decided to stay in for the rest of the day and go out tomorrow. For dinner you both ate loads of junk food you got from a convenience store on the way back. You were showing Loki sour patch kids, mostly to watch her face scrunch up.

“That’s awful“ she comments, chewing slowly on the candy while you laughed your ass off on the bed. Loki narrows her green eyes and nudges your shoulder “Don’t make fun of me. This is all different flavors for me“ she exclaims, only making you laugh harder.

“I- i’m sorry!“ you say in between laughs, trying not to fall back onto the hard wood floor. Loki shook her head and grabbed your waist. She pulls you close so your sitting on her lap “i actually liked shopping with you today“ she admits, causing you to tilt your head a bit.

“Really, even with the homophobic stuff?” you questioned. Loki reaches up and moves a piece of your hair with her thumb, smiling sweetly “Just reminded me that you love me in whatever form i take“ she says. A way with words she was. “I do indeed love you“ you reply.

Loki leans into to plant her lips on yours, the taste of the sweet and sour candy on her lips making the kiss much more interesting. Loki smiles as her hands gently cup your face. After a few seconds she pulls away and gazes into your eyes. “What?” you say, chuckling.

“I love you too darling. I forgot to say it a earlier“ she admits, wrapping her arms around your waist. She falls back, laying your head on her chest as you both tangle yourselves within the sheets of your bed. With all the walking, yu both fall asleep almost instantly, holding each other close.

love is love

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Kody: I made this fic mostly to bring awareness to the fact that some of the Marvel/MCU don’t acknowledge the fact that Loki id genderfluid and bisexual or just completely ignore it entirely. If you really love Loki as you claim, you’ll except them in any way. Anyways, peace.

Edit: I know he’s Pansexual in Norse mythology, i’m just going by what’s confirmed in the MCU

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