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Fandoms I write for:
Ghost - all ghouls (apart from Swiss) and Papas
BG3 - ALL origin characters + extra companions
DBH - All main characters, Gavin reed, Hank Anderson
Date everything! - mostly all characters and the human
Dispatch - All characters!
CR- all campaign pcs
MCR
Genshin
More to come!!
Here is the Masterlist of all my writing! There are prompt lists, Headcannons, Fics and drabbles all sectioned <3 (Reminder there will be SFW and NSFW writing which will be tagged as such)
Fics~
Ghost:
Sweet as Candy - Dew x Reader (NSFW)
Cherry Cookies - Rain X Reader
Playing dangerous - Dew x Rain smut (NSFW)
Raining In Your Head - Papa v x Fem!reader
BG3:
Rest, My sweet - -Astarion X Tav comfort
Date Everything!
An electrifying switch (NSFW) - Volt x Eddie x Fem!reader
God I never realised how tedious it is removing old tumblr posts from when I was like 15 and a part of a community I don’t really vibe with anymore like Jesus I know we’re were locked down but bitch I needed to touch grass 😭
Summary - You're waiting for your boyfriend, Flins, to come back home after a rough night patrolling during and Abyssal invasion.
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It was a rough night. Both for you and in general. The weather was rough, heavy pelts of rain hitting the side of the window, the wind making the nearby branches knock against the walls and roof, the lightning illuminating the otherwise dull space.
You lay on the couch by the fireside, a book in your hand, in which you've only skimmed the same five lines in the last twenty-odd minutes. Your mind was only thinking of him, Flins. The person who’s promised to keep you safe, love you and cherish you every waking moment. He was out on his regular duty watch by the lighthouse, when he left, the weather seemed alright. Maybe a bit windy and cold but it wasn’t any different to the other nights that he was watching this week.
Ever since the Abyss had taken up root in Nod-Krai, the storms seemed to have gotten worse generally, but they were particularly rough on the nights of their infiltration. Your mind couldn’t help but think of the worse, that he was out in this. Of all the nights he was on patrol it had to be tonight, the night that there were two Fatui attacks on Mondstat and a predicted Abyssal attack here in Nod-Krai.
You tried to press on to finish the short chapter you were on, managing to make it half way down the page before getting distracted again as the rain grew heavier and more aggressive, the wind knocking one of the small planted pots on the path to the garden over, luckily not breaking it but enough to frighten you. You kept reading on, managing to finish the chapter but not taking in anything from the book in the last hour.
You lay on the couch, propping the book on the small side table by the lit candle, looking at the dancing flame in the hopes he’d come back soon. Soon enough, you fell asleep. Your head resting on the arm of the couch with a black cat perched at your side. The cat in question being a stray that you and Flins took in on a night like this about a year ago which you named Oleander or that Flins named more so than you. You didn’t process that you had fallen asleep. Not even noticing the small blanket that was draped around you and the glass of water with mint and lemon on the side table, something Flins got into the habit of making for you on stormy nights. You didn’t notice the candle being extinguished and extra logs being put on the fire. Not until you felt the couch beside you dip as none other than Flins sat down, hair damp and stuck to his face and his body seeming exhausted but not visibly hurt, not that you could tell from the pyjamas he threw on anyway.
“Thank the gods,” You muttered, tiredly clambering towards him much to Oleander’s dismay. You lay your head on his chest, feeling the instant coldness from his skin through his shirt. You heard him chuckle softly, his hand sliding behind your back to pull you in closer. “Missed me that much, mhm?” He teased, stroking small lines over the skin by your side soothingly, smirking slightly seeing you jump and how cold his fingers were. “Not missed as per se, more like worried that there was a raging storm and two attacks in Mondstat and Abyssal activity earlier on,” You murmured, letting out a sigh as he pressed a small kiss on the top of your head. Your eyes started to gently flutter shut again listening to his heartbeat, the cat nuzzling in the small space between you and him like he was meant to sit there. “Well, I’m here now, aren’t I? Besides, it's not just me at my post you know?” He mused, looking down at you with a small smile.
Flins, who was normally quite stoic and serious to others, always had a soft spot for you. Ever since you came to Nod-Krai, helping Nefer and Jahoda in the Curatorium where he first met you when reporting back to Nefer about something in the outpost, he knew he liked you. He knew you were different from everyone else. He felt at ease with you, as did you with him. It’s very few and far between you two are affectionate around others not for any particular reason more so that you two rarely see each other out and about despite working in similar fields. Moments like these you cherished, just laying down with him and cuddling up close after a hard day or even just chilling at home.
You both sat in a moment of silence, comfortable and content with the moment before you spoke up. “Don’t you think that they should just up the measures and patrols across Nod-Krai now? Hell, maybe just Tayvat in general.” You mumbled, sleep lacing your voice as you spoke. You heard Flins huff out a laugh, his hand pausing and sitting on the curve of your hip. “You’d think so but I don’t think we have enough people to patrol and keep the activity at bay. I said to Nefer about trying to recruit more people through the Curatorium as intel but no one really wanted to,” He sighed, playing with the hem of your shirt out of habit, which he normally does when he’s thinking. “What’s stopping you from gathering troops? Or even asking Varka for help?” You asked, comfortably sliding a hand under his shirt to try and warm him up.
You felt his breath hitch in his throat slightly at the sudden skin-to-skin contact, smiling softly to yourself. “Varka has troops, I have troops but it's just not enough right now. I think Lauma’s trying to connect with Columbina again to try and find other means of sorting out the Abyss order and the Fatui,” He said softly, resting his head on yours. His damp hair sent a shiver down your spine as the coldness hit your head. You hummed in response, still not liking that the troops were only small groups so far, but there wasn’t much you or Flins or anyone could do right now. You sat in silence again, gently drifting off in his arms as the fire dulled down. Even after you fell asleep, Flins stayed awake, watching over you for an hour of so before he dozed off too, warmer than before and much more at peace seeing you sleeping soundly in his arms.
Hello my lovelies!! It’s been ages and I’m so sorry lmao. I’ve been working my ass off in uni and got my 2nd year done and I’ve been battling with my chronic pain all last and this year BUT I’m finally back in the mood for writing again!! I’m gonna start off with smaller fics and drabbles rather than full blown fics just to get back into the swing of things and I hope that that’s alright 🫶🏼
twrp has 2 body positivity songs and one of them is very normal, love yourself you should think positively ab ur body cuz we're all beautiful in our own way blah blah blah, but Generous Dimensions is Sung just going "GOD I FUCKING LOVE FAT BITCHES" and elaborating heavily on that concept, and it absolutely fucks
twrp has 2 body positivity songs and one of them is very normal, love yourself you should think positively ab ur body cuz we're all beautiful in our own way blah blah blah, but Generous Dimensions is Sung just going "GOD I FUCKING LOVE FAT BITCHES" and elaborating heavily on that concept, and it absolutely fucks
Ok I’m actually working on a fic now lmao uni work caught up to me again and I’ve had so many essays to do but I’ve finished it all (for now) thank god. If anyone has suggestions feel free to send them either through asks or comments!!
Why did I get the biggest flashback at my tumblr dms and gcs during Covid…those things were so fucked but there’s like a small handful of people who I hope are okay and kinda lowk miss. Very few tho but still. Don’t get me started on the fuckin relationships tho fuck me lmao
[id: a collage of screenshots of robbie, laura, and alex during the episode 3 barfight with the crow keepers. all of them are screaming, laughing, covering their faces, or otherwise breaking down over their terrible rolls.]
I’m stranded outside a bus station waiting for a lift which won’t be for another hour might write something honestly to distract from the anxiety and boredom
