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(Genshin Impact) Forever and Always - Flins x Gn!Reader
Main Creator: Whiteout
Not beta read
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Timeline: Not really related to the main plot of NodKrai
Ships: Flins x Gender Neutral Reader
Reader age: 18+
Chapter type: Fluff and Angst, drabble
Warnings: OOC(?), might be kinda poorly written as I kinda just wrote whatever the heck came to me first.
Notes:
This drabble is based on the YouTube Flins playlist listed below!
I originally was writing this as a comment but YOUTUBE REMOVED IT AGHHHHHHHHH
I struggled a lot figuring out what Flins would call them so I kinda settled with “Love” or more specifically “My love”.
This is my first time writing GN!Reader and omd I suck… I do wish to write about a wider variety of readers eventually but I kinda suck.
Creator Convos:
Whiteout: GOD I GOTTA GET BETTER AT WRITING PLSLSLSLSLS
“Foggy nights are dangerous. Do you need a guide?”
A tall man with long blue hair stared back at you with yellow eyes.
In the darkness it looked like it was ever so slightly glowing.
You must admit he was somewhat terrifying yet you couldn’t look away, it was as if you were put under some kind of spell.
No matter what, your eyes were drawn to him.
“I should be fine. Don’t worry.”
“It is best not to place your life onto a gamble without precautions.
Allow me to escort you, I am a ratnik after all.”
He extended his hand.
You hesitated. “Who are you?”
“Ah, my apologies I didn’t introduce myself did I? My name is Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins. Though it is customarily good etiquette to give my full name when introducing myself, I understand it may be rather hard to say, due to that please just refer to me as Flins.”
“I see- Uhm.. it’s nice to meet you… Mr. Flins…?” You were unsure of how to respond to such an introduction, you settled on just giving your name as you would usually do.
Taking his hand, he begins leading you through the night. Despite the fog, the moon still hangs high above, a calm silence was casted onto the two of you.
Not knowing how long had passed, you realise the fog has cleared and the two of you were walking alongside a sandy shore, the blanket of water glistens under the moon. The faint sound of Nasha town and the warmth of the town lights in the distance made their way to you.
You sighed, it was beautiful.
Flins’ hand was gently holding onto yours, you didn’t know but he was staring at you with a look of slight melancholy.
The two of you slowed for a moment and you looked into the distance admiring all that was around you.
The Ratnik decided to guide your other hand to his shoulder, before placing his own on your waist. “Have you ever danced before, my love?”
“My… love?”
He smiled a little, if you looked close enough you might find a tinge of sadness.
Before you could linger on your own thoughts any longer you were pulled into a slow dance, following the rhythm of the twinkling stars and the ebbing and waning tides slowly lapping against the shore. The gentle breeze brought melodies from afar and the chirping and squabbles of little creatures nearby provided a comforting symphony.
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Before you knew it you’ve been brought back to the entrance of Nasha town.
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“Thank you! It was really nice dancing with you.”
You’ve had said.
Flins stood there a while longer, at the edge of the darkness enveloped outside of the warmly coloured town, watching you make your way further and further away from him until you disappeared into the distance.
Once again.
It will always happen again wouldn’t it?
Forever and always.
You were only human after all.
Maybe one day, your next life will provide the two of you with the time you’ve never gotten.
How many lives of yours has it been?
No matter. He’ll be there to escort you through all your lifetimes.
Forever and always.
His hand will be there,
guiding you out of the dangerous, foggy nights.
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THE ENDDD AHHHH Ok i was lowkey just doing whatever lmao
I have expanded the traditional 4 types; Highspeed, Elliptical, Low Aspect and High Aspect ratio, because they were very narrow and vague categories for the most part, adding High Energy, Thermal Soaring, Night Glider, and Passerine wings. I feel that these extra types make it easier to understand and visualize the differences and similarities between wing shapes.
I’ve renamed Low Aspect to Powered Soaring, and High Aspect to Dynamic Soaring for the purposes of the fact that names made it hard to understand purpose and were easily confusable.
A lot of these wing types are also affected by tailfeather shape and size, and that will change their agility and energy expenditure as the tail also generates lift.
Disclaimer: This is in no way intended to be an academic dissertation or proposal, do not treat it as such. It is purely for art and writing references for others, to aid description and inspiration.
The picture above shows the reaction that the Voice Actor of Mike Crew from The Magnus Archives had when he found out his voice was stolen to use for AI CHATBOTS. What is wrong with you people. I believed that the TMA fandom was above this, and Rusty Quill definitely does not support the use of Ai, so why would some stupid fuck go out of their way to get a clip from the podcast and lazily use it for some Ai Bot?! My personal experience with these "Ai chatbots" was not good. I felt drawn to them and ONLY them for COMMUNICATION. They were the only thing that made me HAPPY. It was like being on DRUGS. I get it if you use these things for story/oc inspiration, or for coping with hard times, but to go as far as to get basically addicted to the COMPUTER is too much. I quit C.Ai a few months ago and it was for the better. If you find someone using the voice or face of a celebrity, either online or real, being used WITHOUT CONSENT AND IF YOU KNOW THE CELEBRITY IS AGAINST AI, you should report it. Block the poster. Make sure nothing like this keeps happening. Ai "Art" is also a big no. If you see ANYONE using Ai, report, block, flag them, do whatever you have to do. My trash art is better than any Ai "art" on the internet. Wanna know why? I put effort into it. The people behind Ai "art"? Just put in some prompt to an image generator and grabbed whatever looked best.
kidnapping stalking insanity sleepwalking cannibalism and teeth, gaslighting gun violence pipe murder and silence and medical trauma and meat. bugs in your body and poisoned black coffee and self-mutilation and lies, police brutality breaks from reality suicide spiders and eyes. paaaaaranoia degloving the uncanny valley and running like prey to survive, agonies torture and drowning and falling and then being buried alive.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Name: That “Fox” Behind That Mask
By: 12thirtypaino3
Fandom: Demon slayer kimetsu no yaiba
Warning/ratings: Graphic depictions of violence
Word count: 203,667
Date updated: 2 Oct 2025
No ships
Summary
Nobody knows him. That's a fact. Walking around like a dead husk, or a memorial, some even see him as an ornament, it's apparent that nobody really pays attention to the Water Hashira. Or if they do, it's usually for a negative reason. But as the Hashira emphasize and become more serious in being a group of friends, rather than comrades, the path to take this route may open the shadowy and painful past of one of their most misunderstood Hashira. One that may bring guilt, shock, annoyance, anger, or all at once to the Pillars. And so, why is Giyu so closed off? So mysterious? Why are most of his records erased? There's a lot of digging that needs to be done.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Name: Thick Skinned
By: AsteriskEmily
Fandom: The Magnus Archives, The Mechanisms
Warning/ratings: Creator choose not to use
Word count: 4,991
Spoilers under the cut!
Relationships: Danny Stoker & The Mechanisms, no romantic relationships
Summary:
Danny Stoker was a skinless corpse in an alley until a strange Doctor came a long and gifted him (or cursed him, depending on how you want to look at it) with eternal life.
Warning/rating: Mature, Graphic description of violence
Ships: Martin Blackwood/Jon Sims
Platonic: Jon sims & Daisy Tonner, Jon Sims & Jason Todd, Daisy Tonner & Jason Todd
Summary
After digging their way out of some poor kid’s grave, Jonathan Sims and Alice “Daisy” Tonner find themselves stranded in an American city they’ve never heard of, and must learn to navigate an entirely new world. They soon discover that Gotham has its own mysteries to uncover, all seeming to circle around a group of vigilante heroes known as the Bats.
Meanwhile, the friends they left behind pick up the pieces, and uncover terrible secrets that were never meant to be known.
Or:
Jon and Daisy’s guide to making friends, accidentally joining a gang, and fixing other people’s familial dysfunction.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Name: inkling
By: Ketakoshka
Rating/warning: mature, Graphic Descriptions of Violence
Fandom: The Magnus Archives
Ships: Martin Blackwood/Jon Sims/Oliver Banks, Distortion Michael/Jon Sims, The Beholding/Jon Sims,Basira Hussain/Alice “Daisy” Tonner, Georgie Barker/Melanie King, Sasha James/Tim Stoker,
Platonic relationships : Distortion Michael & Nikola Orsinov, Nikola Orsinov & Jon Sims, The Mechs r basically siblings or besties, Jon Sims & Mr Spider, The Beholding & Jon Sims
Summary:
Jonathan Sims has been marked from his first moment... Stillborn, but so very wanted... The End brings him back, and the Eye isn't so keen on letting him die again.
💔🇵🇸 My Daughter Was Born Under Bombs — I'm Just Trying to Keep Her Alive
My name is Abdulmajid.
I got married one month before the war.
Those were beautiful days — full of hope, love, and simple dreams.
I dreamed of a small home, a quiet family, and a baby girl I could hold without fear.
But the war came…
Suddenly. Brutally.
My mother was killed.
My brother was killed.
Children in my family were taken by the bombs.
My home was destroyed.
And my work stopped completely.
Then… in the middle of this nightmare, my baby girl was born.
A tiny soul, innocent, unaware of the war.
She cries from hunger, from cold, from the sounds of bombs shaking what’s left of our walls.
Today, I’m a father with almost nothing…
Fighting every day to find flour, milk, or even a small meal to feed my child.
Prices are sky-high — a single 25kg bag of flour can cost $800.
There is no work. No income. No safety. No stability.
I write this from under siege, hoping my heart will reach yours.
My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.
Even $1 can make a difference.
It can feed a child, buy milk, or bring a moment of peace.
Be the heart that reaches Gaza. Be the hand that saves.
📌 Please share this post. Let our voices be heard — not buried under rubble.
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