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It seems like the difference is mostly in where the ending comes.

[chouettecrivaine]

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re: terms of endearment, the tibetan nyingdu-la, which translates roughly to “most honored poison of my heart” - the translation being im sure only a fraction as breathtaking as it is in tibetan - haunts me day in and day out

[chouettecrivaine]

don'tleavedon'tleavedon'tleavedon'tleave-

when you're severely hurt!

Fandom: genshin impact

Characters: wanderer, lohen

Notes: just two little hcs or drabbles or wtv that i sent in the dms. this is one of my fave tropes. i might write more. or even different vers for these two. i can never get enough

Wanderer goes cold and rigid, no matter what he's doing. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of a battle or simply fainting in the middle of the day. He's always watching you, whether you realize or not; in a way, he orbits you, and any disturbance you feel can throw him entirely off course. It's no surprise when his gaze turns panicked for a second before he schools his emotions back into place with practiced ease. He rushes to you, catches you as you fall, and immediately presses his fingers to your pulse. It's strong. Your heart is beating. That, at least, is a relief. He can fight off the void that threatens his implosion for now, but he knows it's already began his destruction, tearing him apart particle by particle. Now, though, he simply sweeps you away and flies to the nearest medic. Wanderer doesn't say much, but the grim expression on his face lets everybody know how serious he is. How serious this is. He might leave your side or stand in the next room, if the doctor insists. But he's waiting. Waiting. Listening for your breath to change. Waiting.

Lohen will only ever find out after the fact. If you're fighting with him, you won't even get a scratch. Nobody on his team will. But when he returns to camp, only to find your company beaten and bruised and the entire expedition force in disarray, it's like a hole opens up in the ground beneath him and nearly swallows him whole. There's a frigid kind of panic that shoots down his entire body from his brain to his fingers and toes that he is all too familiar with. If he hadn't purposely spent so much time conquering his own weaknesses, he's sure ice shards would have shot out of his hands and plunged deep into the dirt as if it was his own heart. He's on an entirely different warpath now, trying to find you. He doesn't need to stop anybody and ask desperately through clenched teeth. Everybody already makes a path for him to march through, leading him straight to the medical tent. He's surprised to see even a few Lightkeepers receiving treatment as his eyes scan every cot. It is both a blessing and a curse to him that no nurses are near you. He can be alone with his thoughts, at least, and maybe that means you're stable - but there's also no one around to tell him exactly what happened to you, what is happening to you, and maybe the medics are spread so thin that nobody can give you the attention you need. His legs give out once hes beside the bed. Falling to his knees, he rests his forehead against the side of the mattress. You're breathing, but it's too quiet. You're too still. He doesn't even want to kill anything right now. Once again, fear has sapped him of the ability to act. Lohen sits there, emptier than he's felt in a long time. He just needs to hear your voice. Please.

[chouettecrivaine]

don'tleavedon'tleavedon'tleavedon'tleave-

when you're severely hurt!

Fandom: genshin impact

Characters: wanderer, lohen

Notes: just two little hcs or drabbles or wtv that i sent in the dms. this is one of my fave tropes. i might write more. or even different vers for these two. i can never get enough

Wanderer goes cold and rigid, no matter what he's doing. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of a battle or simply fainting in the middle of the day. He's always watching you, whether you realize or not; in a way, he orbits you, and any disturbance you feel can throw him entirely off course. It's no surprise when his gaze turns panicked for a second before he schools his emotions back into place with practiced ease. He rushes to you, catches you as you fall, and immediately presses his fingers to your pulse. It's strong. Your heart is beating. That, at least, is a relief. He can fight off the void that threatens his implosion for now, but he knows it's already began his destruction, tearing him apart particle by particle. Now, though, he simply sweeps you away and flies to the nearest medic. Wanderer doesn't say much, but the grim expression on his face lets everybody know how serious he is. How serious this is. He might leave your side or stand in the next room, if the doctor insists. But he's waiting. Waiting. Listening for your breath to change. Waiting.

Lohen will only ever find out after the fact. If you're fighting with him, you won't even get a scratch. Nobody on his team will. But when he returns to camp, only to find your company beaten and bruised and the entire expedition force in disarray, it's like a hole opens up in the ground beneath him and nearly swallows him whole. There's a frigid kind of panic that shoots down his entire body from his brain to his fingers and toes that he is all too familiar with. If he hadn't purposely spent so much time conquering his own weaknesses, he's sure ice shards would have shot out of his hands and plunged deep into the dirt as if it was his own heart. He's on an entirely different warpath now, trying to find you. He doesn't need to stop anybody and ask desperately through clenched teeth. Everybody already makes a path for him to march through, leading him straight to the medical tent. He's surprised to see even a few Lightkeepers receiving treatment as his eyes scan every cot. It is both a blessing and a curse to him that no nurses are near you. He can be alone with his thoughts, at least, and maybe that means you're stable - but there's also no one around to tell him exactly what happened to you, what is happening to you, and maybe the medics are spread so thin that nobody can give you the attention you need. His legs give out once hes beside the bed. Falling to his knees, he rests his forehead against the side of the mattress. You're breathing, but it's too quiet. You're too still. He doesn't even want to kill anything right now. Once again, fear has sapped him of the ability to act. Lohen sits there, emptier than he's felt in a long time. He just needs to hear your voice. Please.

[chouettecrivaine]

don'tleavedon'tleavedon'tleavedon'tleave-

when you're severely hurt!

Fandom: genshin impact

Characters: wanderer, lohen

Notes: just two little hcs or drabbles or wtv that i sent in the dms. this is one of my fave tropes. i might write more. or even different vers for these two. i can never get enough

Wanderer goes cold and rigid, no matter what he's doing. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of a battle or simply fainting in the middle of the day. He's always watching you, whether you realize or not; in a way, he orbits you, and any disturbance you feel can throw him entirely off course. It's no surprise when his gaze turns panicked for a second before he schools his emotions back into place with practiced ease. He rushes to you, catches you as you fall, and immediately presses his fingers to your pulse. It's strong. Your heart is beating. That, at least, is a relief.

He can fight off the void that threatens his implosion for now, but he knows it's already began his destruction, tearing him apart particle by particle. Now, though, he simply sweeps you away and flies to the nearest medic. Wanderer doesn't say much, but the grim expression on his face lets everybody know how serious he is. How serious this is. He might leave your side or stand in the next room, if the doctor insists. But he's waiting. Waiting. Listening for your breath to change. Waiting.

Lohen will only ever find out after the fact. If you're fighting with him, you won't even get a scratch. Nobody on his team will. But when he returns to camp, only to find your company beaten and bruised and the entire expedition force in disarray, it's like a hole opens up in the ground beneath him and nearly swallows him whole. There's a frigid kind of panic that shoots down his entire body from his brain to his fingers and toes that he is all too familiar with. If he hadn't purposely spent so much time conquering his own weaknesses, he's sure ice shards would have shot out of his hands and plunged deep into the dirt as if it was his own heart.

He's on an entirely different warpath now, trying to find you. He doesn't need to stop anybody and ask desperately through clenched teeth. Everybody already makes a path for him to march through, leading him straight to the medical tent. He's surprised to see even a few Lightkeepers receiving treatment as his eyes scan every cot. It is both a blessing and a curse to him that no nurses are near you. He can be alone with his thoughts, at least, and maybe that means you're stable - but there's also no one around to tell him exactly what happened to you, what is happening to you, and maybe the medics are spread so thin that nobody can give you the attention you need.

His legs give out once hes beside the bed. Falling to his knees, he rests his forehead against the side of the mattress. You're breathing, but it's too quiet. You're too still. He doesn't even want to kill anything right now. Once again, fear has sapped him of the ability to act. Lohen sits there, emptier than he's felt in a long time. He just needs to hear your voice. Please.

[chouettecrivaine]

hello!! I hope ur doing well, this is for ur wip game. can ik more about "a hare's breadth"? the name sounds so interesting!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Hi!! And also omg yes. Of course.

So it's a lohen thing lmao and honestly in my head it's just this cute little bonding moment of him cutting your hair (a hare's/hair's breadth lmao. I love lohen fucked up hare analogies) but then of course because he's lohen he has to get freaky with it. I kindaaaaa don't wanna go too much in detail but ket's just say. He loves messing with his favorite person 🥰

[chouettecrivaine]

Ugh i had to work ALL WEEKEND !!!!! How am I supposed to FUCK that twink if I have a JOB!!!!

[thecoffeelovingfreak]

Literally anything with my girl nicole with fem!Reader and he being married. Ik it can’t be but let me be delusional. Anyways I want something with fluff pure fluff that has me giggling and shiggling with giggles. My goat nicole doesn’t get the fame she should have when it comes to fanfics. love her 🤤

Your wish is my command, anon! ;) ✨️ 100% agree. Nicole's such a fun and interesting character, there will always need to be more content for her! Anyway, I hope this drabble is so fluffy it has you shiggling :)

you're just like a dream

pairing: nicole reeyn x gn!reader

genres: domestic fluff, romance

word count: 506

warnings: none!

notes: oooo, I really love this one!!! The title is from Just Like Heaven by The Cure, a classic and a perfect song for our angel <3. Everyone enjoy :)

Read it on ao3!

Night stretched beyond your golden refuge, the world outside of your blanketed walls marching to the beat of fate. String lights hung along sheets, glittering like dozens of fireflies against a rainbow of linen. Pillows and heavy blankets padded the worn wooden floors of your home, creaking as you leaned into Nicole and laughed.

Music poured through your open window, dancing along moonlight to your ears. Drunken cheers echoed through Mondstadt’s streets, and your wife couldn’t resist conjuring up fantastical stories of their evening. Her imagination was boundless as the starry sky, and her experience nearly as deep as the sea. No tale proved too difficult to craft, especially after consulting her muse.

Some nights you were more, when she felt brave enough to challenge the rules that dictated her existence. She would kiss you over and over, proclaiming her love for all of the stars in the sky to hear. Others you would end up entangled in her bed, chasing pleasure and feeding desire.

Tonight you desired to continue showing her the joys of being human, imparting not just knowledge but whimsy. She looked adorably perplexed when you entered the living room with a heap of sheets, her wedding ring glinting in the firelight.

What’s all of this for?

“We’re going to build a blanket fort! You’ll love it, I promise.”

How exactly do you construct a fortress out of… fabric? In our living space, no less?

“Why don’t you find out,” you winked.

Her sculptor’s eye led to quite the elaborate creation, almost every chair and stool in your home dedicated to serve as its foundation.

Now, as you continued to lounge beneath dozens of fairy lights, a single lithe fingertip traced your jaw. Nicole’s hair shrouded your view, her halo on open and radiant display. A second finger joined her quiet exploration, pressing intently as if seeking to remember the feel of your skin in her clay.

I’ll carve here and… here to replicate the plush and hollow of your cheeks…

Her palms held that very plane, thumbs brushing across it with nothing but tender affection.

I’ll start with a thick triangle of clay for your nose, and use… hm… a small ribbon tool to remove the excess. It’ll take more time, but I want to be precise with you.

Her fingertips trailed up the bridge of your nose, landing at your brow. They glided down along the curve beneath your eye, her celestial gaze boring into yours.

Perhaps I’ll make a custom glaze for your eyes. There’s no other I trust to capture their vibrance.

You hummed and her touch mapped your cupid’s bow, sliding down to tilt up your chin. Her lips met yours with gentle reverence, her body easing down onto yours as she melted into your kiss. Your arms wrapped around her waist, her own gathering behind your neck. She kissed you again, rolling over and tackling you with her while laughter broke past your lips. She caught them in another, relishing in your happy exhale.

I love you.

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[chouettecrivaine]

shaking in my boots. i want to write about my ocs

[chouettecrivaine]

OMG YOUR ACCOUNT THEME IS SO COOL???? THAT'S ACTUALLY EXTREMELY CREATIVE!!

TYSM!!! i loveeee editing pictures sm it's a shame that my computer is too slow to do it anymore. I really need a new one but alas </3 the economy.....

[chouettecrivaine]

HELLO!! i come here from your other blog that write solomon stuff, and i need to say that your writing is sooooo good like hella good AND YOURE SOLOMON CHARACTERIZATION IS SO NICE AND REFRESHING and seeing him having a lot of flaws remind me of his fragile humanity ururheh (ypu make me falling in love with him again) i could read your fics a lot of time and would not get bored. Heheh have a nice days, weeks, months and years btw thank you for making my day much better

omg this ask is so olddddd i'm so sorry nonnie i was. Going thru it. But ahhh i'm so glad you liked my solomonish works!! That was a long time ago and I've improved since then (i think?) so it's crazy to think people are still finding the old blog and liking it!!

I still love solomon actually. I wish he was in a better game </3 i think obm as a franchise has a lot of love for it and the first apl for sure had a nice thing going but ever since they started jumping around and crowdfunding apps they didn't keep up on it just. Soured me a bit? But god i still love the brothers and side characters and everyone <3

Solomon in particular just has such an aura of existential sadness about him. Of a duty carved from granite and his alone to carry. Of a deep love for humanity that can never be truly returned. Not in a way that doesn't kill him a little at the end. GodddddDDDDDD hes so lonely but hes so nice!!!! Cracks me up how the demon bros urged you to stay away from him and he's literally just some guy.

Anyway. I still think about him sometimes. Forever in my heart fr

[chouettecrivaine]

i can't stop thinking about lohen liking messy makeouts. like if you wanna be all cute about it and act like you're in a romance novel, he'll oblige, but it really gets him going if you don't worry about making it pretty or perfect. sometimes he'll kiss you and it's more teeth than anything else; other times you'll think he's trying to choke you with his tongue. it's less about being an easy way to show his affection and more about showing how deeply and desperately and animalistically he feels about you. he'll definitely bite you too, but not just your lips: your tongue, your cheeks, and even your chin are all fair game. he'll be nice most of the time and leave a trail of kisses when he's done, but you'll definitely have hickeys in the weirdest places. honestly, it's like he's not even trying to kiss you and is instead trying to crawl into your body through your mouth. which, like. incredibly unromantic. but at least you don't have to worry about being inexperienced...?

[chouettecrivaine]

rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous, and tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send in an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and you post a snippet or tell them something about it!

Poco a Poco

a hare's breadth

lohen teaserrrrrr

kinich thing

Completely untitled genshin women musings

The Ship of Theseus (???????)

(Adding this one because I found it while looking through old drafts and I have NO idea what this was about. Was it x reader? Was it an OC? Was it just practice? What was I going for? And it slaps which is sad because I have absolutely zero recollection of this. What the hell. )

Since i've. Uh. Heh. Been inactive for so long i no longer know who to tag without being annoying ;~; so please if u wanna do this go ahead and say i tagged you! I hate to be the one to functionally end the tag game like that but girl i am anxious.

[csmclv]

lohen who lovingly threatens to carve his name into your body so that you (and other people) never forget you’re his

[akamigi]

i wanted a reason to draw his earring (<fat lie)

[shionszz]

He lowk have me on a chokehold rn

[chouettecrivaine]

an....update?? kinda???

heyyyy crew idk if anyone is still here but if you ARE - hello you're awesome sorry i haven't written in 2 years

so like. i have no problem oversharing on the internet so i'm gonna be frank: back in my era of ridhearts and a little bit of my solomonish era i was not doing great irl. between mental health struggles, unemployment and dropping out of school i had a lot to distract myself from and a ton of free time to write. things have changed since then though! i'm medicated and i have a part time job and i'm saving to go back to school! all good things!

but uh that leaves me tired and with significantly less time to write. plus im ngl my motivation has been shot for a while. so like i do still very much intend to write on here i just have other things that take priority. but i love writing and i love fandom and all the people I've met are so great. i just. Idk! Haven't written in like 2 years and wanted to keep you guys posted.

I'm still in hyv hell btw. Mostly genshin still. But i would like to try to write more if I can. Maybe I'll see ya then :) no pressure though we've all got our lives to live and whatnot. Just felt like explaining myself a bit. I'm girlbossmaxing