HEEEYYY so, first of all, im really sorry for kinda just leaving without notice-- i kept telling myself i'd come back to this blog but i never did. i'm really sorry, i just really have not had time with everything going on, and motivation has been at an all time low.
so! i'm gonna be archiving this blog! one day i'll start another writing blog (i know i will. i wont be able to resist). but until then, i'll be active on @/raincxtter (my main)!
thank you guys for everything, but this blog has come to an end! bye!
tldr: sorry for being gone, im archiving this blog, my main is @/raincxtter if u still wanna interact! thanks for everything, but i'll no longer be active here<3
HEEEYYY so, first of all, im really sorry for kinda just leaving without notice-- i kept telling myself i'd come back to this blog but i never did. i'm really sorry, i just really have not had time with everything going on, and motivation has been at an all time low.
so! i'm gonna be archiving this blog! one day i'll start another writing blog (i know i will. i wont be able to resist). but until then, i'll be active on @/raincxtter (my main)!
thank you guys for everything, but this blog has come to an end! bye!
tldr: sorry for being gone, im archiving this blog, my main is @/raincxtter if u still wanna interact! thanks for everything, but i'll no longer be active here<3
HEEEYYY so, first of all, im really sorry for kinda just leaving without notice-- i kept telling myself i'd come back to this blog but i never did. i'm really sorry, i just really have not had time with everything going on, and motivation has been at an all time low.
so! i'm gonna be archiving this blog! one day i'll start another writing blog (i know i will. i wont be able to resist). but until then, i'll be active on @/raincxtter (my main)!
thank you guys for everything, but this blog has come to an end! bye!
tldr: sorry for being gone, im archiving this blog, my main is @/raincxtter if u still wanna interact! thanks for everything, but i'll no longer be active here<3
HEEEYYY so, first of all, im really sorry for kinda just leaving without notice-- i kept telling myself i'd come back to this blog but i never did. i'm really sorry, i just really have not had time with everything going on, and motivation has been at an all time low.
so! i'm gonna be archiving this blog! one day i'll start another writing blog (i know i will. i wont be able to resist). but until then, i'll be active on @/raincxtter (my main)!
thank you guys for everything, but this blog has come to an end! bye!
tldr: sorry for being gone, im archiving this blog, my main is @/raincxtter if u still wanna interact! thanks for everything, but i'll no longer be active here<3
HEEEYYY so, first of all, im really sorry for kinda just leaving without notice-- i kept telling myself i'd come back to this blog but i never did. i'm really sorry, i just really have not had time with everything going on, and motivation has been at an all time low.
so! i'm gonna be archiving this blog! one day i'll start another writing blog (i know i will. i wont be able to resist). but until then, i'll be active on @/raincxtter (my main)!
thank you guys for everything, but this blog has come to an end! bye!
tldr: sorry for being gone, im archiving this blog, my main is @/raincxtter if u still wanna interact! thanks for everything, but i'll no longer be active here<3
HEEEYYY so, first of all, im really sorry for kinda just leaving without notice-- i kept telling myself i'd come back to this blog but i never did. i'm really sorry, i just really have not had time with everything going on, and motivation has been at an all time low.
so! i'm gonna be archiving this blog! one day i'll start another writing blog (i know i will. i wont be able to resist). but until then, i'll be active on @/raincxtter (my main)!
thank you guys for everything, but this blog has come to an end! bye!
tldr: sorry for being gone, im archiving this blog, my main is @/raincxtter if u still wanna interact! thanks for everything, but i'll no longer be active here<3
Everyone knows the weapon banner isn't very generous, so he's ecstatic you're willing to risk your hard earned primogems to spoil him
Forcibly hauls polar star from the depths of the banner in case you change your mind
He's already waiting to throw it at you once you tap wish
Oh would you look at that, he just so happens to have found all of polar star's ascension materials laying around in your inventory wouldn't it be a shame if you didn't max it out right away for him?
And then he's off to show off his new bow to every character you have
Gives you a single massive crit as thanks
Diluc:
You thought you'd get lucky? Not a chance
Your depravity has led you to whaling on standard for his stupid claymore that just won't come home
Anything for him though, right?
Even he's concerned, as much as he appreciates the sentiment; he knows how valuable primogems are
He tries his best to pull WGS from the bottom of the pile, but I'm doing so, accidentally dislodged skyward Atlas and sent that hurtling towards you instead
Head in hands, he feels awful about it he promises he'll do better next time if you're still willing to pull a weapon for him
Scaramouche:
Probably won't come home until you get his weapon
Do you expect him to use anything else?
He simply refuses
Which causes you a lot of pain
And then he has the audacity to waltz in and pick up his bell like he hasn't just made you throw away all your primos for it
Still acts like he's doing you a favour by coming home (he technically is? I guess?)
You should bench him for a week or so to remind him of his place so he'll be motivated to crit even with 5% crit rate /hj
ok ok ik your REALLY good at angst and i recently ive been feeling like i NEED a hard and harsh angst of childe or kaeya
THE KINDA ONE I WOULD BE IN TEARS ALL NIGHT AND ALL DAY
ILYSM YOU ARE AMAZING AT THIS KINDA THING 😍😍
DRINK WATER AND STAY HEALTHY AND SAFE 😡😡💗
. . .pairing: childe x reader
. . .c/n: angst angst angst, somewhat graphic depictions of character death
. . .a/n: NO LISTEN CUZ I WAS LITERALLY THINKING OF WRITING AN ANGST. i'll write a comfort/hurt-comfort soon! promise<3 (i'm doing vv well!! you make sure to drink water and care for yourself too!!)
"y/n."
your name is a puff of white breath blown away in cold wind.
"y/n."
the word surges emotion through every part of him.
"y/n."
a sob is pulled from his chest, hot tears and burning agony pressing against his eyes and searing against his ribs.
"y/n, i don't want to die."
but there's no one to hear him, none to brush the snow from his cheeks, none to cup his face and tell him it's going to be okay.
"y/n, please."
but he doesn't know what he's asking for. does he wish you were here? does he wish to tell you what he wants to say?
he wants to hear you say his name. he wants to hear your voice, wants to hear "ajax, i love you."
but the world is empty, now. you're somewhere far, somewhere safe, waiting for him to return home.
he's never going to get to see you again.
"y/n."
a prayer, an invocation, a wish. unanswered.
he wishes you were here. he wishes he could hold your hand one last time, wishes he could see your eyes again. he wishes he could kiss you, wishes he could feel your face in his hands.
"y/n," he whispers, chest tight with pain. "you have the most beautiful eyes."
"y/n, oh, i don't want to die."
"y/n, my love, my star, my majesty."
"y/n, y/n."
now the world darkens, and the freezing in his limbs lulls into nothing.
now the pain in his chest is magnified, now panic sears fire into his veins, his mind screaming, begging, pleading to stand-- to return to you. tears are frozen on his face. he doesn't feel them.
"y/n, it's so, so cold."
"y/n, it's so lonely here."
the words are just barely whispered, lips hardly forming shape.
"y/n, i want you to be here with me."
he never deserved you. he never should have let you love him-- you were always too good for him.
but you loved him anyways. you told him so, once, your arms wrapped tight around his waist. "nothing you ever do could make me love you less," is what you'd said.
fate had always been cruel to him. but, at the very least, it had let him meet you.
at the very most, it had let him love you.
"y/n, you're all i need."
the smallest of smiles settles on his lips, and his last breath forms his last words.
⠀ [ ᝰ ] Listening to your heartbeat to make sure you’re still alive
Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
!!⠀Feat : Diluc, Kazuha, Zhongli, Xiao (separate) x GN! reader
!!⠀## : Slight angst, but mostly hurt/comfory and fluff
!!⠀CWs : Less ‘life or death’ -y than you might expect (except Xiao’s lmao.) Reader w/ an electro vision & sword in Kazuha’s ver. Guizhong mentioned v briefly in Zhongli’s, tho they have an ambiguous past relationship. Lightly-described injuries in Xiao’s.
Okay so this one deffo won the sfw poll lmaoo–– Altered the in-poll prompt a bit so it’s not monotonous.
⠀ ᝰ Diluc
It happens most often on rainy days, or around the time of year that’s near Diluc’s birthday.
Sometimes he’ll jolt up in bed, suddenly awake with his eyes wide and hazy, or sometimes you’ll be minding your own business throughout the day when Diluc enters the room, not saying much but just immediately making his way to you, wanting to makes sure you’re still here and that, no, he’s not dreaming.
“Diluc?” is the first thing you say, the word coming out in somewhat of a wheeze, slurred slightly from sleep. There’s a distinct weight on your chest, though. Nothing too crushing, but there. It has you awakening quickly, a hand flying to the crown of wild red hair under your jaw. “‘Luc? What’s––”
But the words die in your throat when the grip around you middle tightens slightly, crushing you closer into Diluc’s embrace. You can’t move your head to glance down, not with the way his red hair is unbound and everywhere, but you can distinctly feel the way Diluc’s hold is desperate and his breathing is shallow, like he’s just run from Mond to Liyue. The side of his head is practically digging into your sternum.
Your heart aches when you hear a small, choked noise come from him. You realize that he’s shaking slightly.
“What do you need from me?” Is what you ask instead, hands burying themselves further into his hair and rubbing slow, gentle circles into his back.
“Just–– stay here. Like this,” he croaks, voice hoarse. You wonder how long he had been awake before you. “Until I know for sure you’re alright.”
He can’t see it, but you nod slightly. The hands in his har pet and stroke, untangling knots and soothing flyaways. The longer he stays with his ear pressed to your chest, the more he melts into you, losing the rigid tension.
“For as long as you want,” you say, pulling him closer to you.
. . .pairing: childe x reader
. . .cw: angst<3, character death
. . .a/n: *comes back from the dead to do a Post and returns to my slumber* (been a while. my writing muscles might be a tad out of repair) + childe is in mondstadt in this
. . .synopsis: "don't cry for me. i'm not worth your tears." trope
losing isn't something that childe is familiar with. losing is something foreign-- something strange and far from him. losing is something that childe simply never considered himself capable of doing.
the sky is a muted gray, soft and muffled like cotton. it pulls thickness over his ears, turns the sounds around him into murmurs. coolness presses against his back. the barren ground is unforgiving against him. still, it's... comforting.
peace in a place like this meant... no.
agony grips his heart in its iron talons.
this couldn't be real. this couldn't be happening.
but the blood that blooms on his clothes and the pain that shocks his body tell him that it is.
it's real. it's happening.
lost? i've lost?
the thought stirs amusement in some wretched part of childe's mind, but laughter is too taxing now.
a shard of clarity pierces his haze of disjointed thoughts.
you.
and the thought brings tears to his eyes.
you.
you would never hear what he wants his last words to you to be. you'd be left with only his "i'll be back soon."
and his heart breaks with his next shuddering breath. he wouldn't be able to keep his promise to you.
you.
you with your adoring smiles despite his sins. you with your open arms and open heart and open soul for him.
he never deserved you.
his vision blurs, and panic flares to desperate life. he couldn't die here. not yet. not without seeing you again.
you'd been the spring of his winter. that's what he'd tell you if you were here. you'd breathed warmth and color into his life. you'd pulled him up from water, been patient with him when he felt like giving up.
now the pain in his body is nothing compared to the anguish in his heart.
he wants to scream. he wants to force himself up, wants to rest in your arms and forget that he was ever broken in the first place. he wants to tell you that he loves you loves you loves you.
but life is unforgiving. the air is still cold. and you don't suddenly appear so he can tell you the words he so desperately wants to tell you.
so instead, ajax speaks into the wind. instead, he prays to the archons he's so adamantly disregarded. instead, he prays that somehow, you'll know what he wanted to say to you.
and in the far, far distance, you hear the quietest whisper carried by frozen winds.
"don't cry for me, y/n. i'm not worth your tears."
He'd understand if you did, like most people he met, and he wouldn't hold it against you. Yet you hadn't. You'd met his stern gaze with an unwavering warmth, seemingly unphased by the sharpness of his eyes.
Reason 2: There was an odd comfort in holding your hand.
The first time was when he was helping you up, lending a hand to pull you up a ledge that you couldn't seem to jump to. Like a crackle of electricity, his hand felt warmer with yours, though he was certain you hadn't done anything, and neither had he. Surely his vision wasn't faulty?
Reason 3: You look like an oasis.
As far as he's concerned, he never really feels all that tired with you. From the way he can easily rest his head in your lap and let your fingers comb through his snowy locks, to the way you'd listen to anything he has to say as he does off under your care. He feels at peace with you, like returning to a warm home. He's certain it wouldn't feel complete if you weren't there for him with your bright smile and gentle gaze.
Reason 4: He likes the way you lean on him when you're tired.
He's strong, undoubtedly so, and it's a reason many fear him. However, it's also a source of pride for him that you're able to find solace in his strength. He loves the way you seem so at ease as he shifts your head to lay on his chest so he can cuddle you. Most of all, he thoroughly enjoys your little murmurings as you slumber, all sorts of odd thoughts seeming to run through your dreamscape.
Reason 5: He likes the snacks you prepare for him.
He's never been a picky eater, not has he ever really fussed over fixed meal times. Yet you insist on him not skipping meals, constantly reminding him that it isn't something he can "leave till later". He found it quite pointless at first, but with time, find himself looking forward to tasting what you had for him with increasing anticipation each time.
Reason 6: You remind him of plants - of the pretty fruits and flowers that decorate Sumeru's natural landscape.
Or rather, it'd be more accurate to say that he sees you in everything. Cyno thinks of you as he happens to pick fruit, trying to recall if it was one of your favourites. He thinks of you as he catches a whiff of flowers he passes by. He imagines you beside him as he looks at his reflection in the water, because truly, the grand blue sky dotted with fluffy white clouds was a peaceful sight he'd love to share with you every day for the rest of your lives.
Reason 7: You fit so nicely in his embrace.
It was like you were made to be held by him; it simply came so naturally for him to hug you and pull you close. It feels like the world around goes quiet and he can rest to the sound of your heartbeat like a steady rythmn, egging his own to try match up.
Reason 8: He loves the way you stifle a laugh when he tells a bad joke.
People don't find him funny, he's well aware of that. Yet when you laugh, he can't fully comprehend that it's him you're laughing at, and even if he did, he doesn't think he minds if he gets to see that mischievous glint in your eye. Sure, he may be the joke in your eyes, but it would mean he makes you happy, and the more he realises how happy he is about that fact, the more he starts to realise how important you are to him.
Reason 9: He likes looking into your eyes.
There's something simply mesmerising about looking into your eyes as you watch the stars together. The desert is cold at night, and with you in his arms he can easily see every constellation reflected in your eyes. Of course, he isn't exactly looking at those either; the stars are but an excuse to keep admiring you in the gentle luminance that has him softer than a bird's down feathers.
Reason 10: The way you move has him mesmerised.
It's like a dance and he's enchanted. It doesn't matter what level of grace and dexterity you have (or lack) because whatever it is, he can't seem to take his eyes off you. Regardless, you're lovely to him, and he's joyful to see you at your most naturally content.
Reason 11: The way you try your best for him tends to squeeze his heart a little each time.
It's sickeningly sweet. While he instinctively does what he can to care for you and provide anything you might ask for or want from him, you reciprocating that behaviour very much has him swooning. You got a limited edition card for that TCG game he loves? He can't believe you actually thought to do that for him. And it's not because he thinks lowly of you - he just doesn't expect it from you, because you're enough for him as you are.
Reason 12: As much as he feels the need to take care of you, it doesn't feel quite as unnatural when you're the one taking care of him.
And really, it makes sense. He enjoys when you dote on him, because you're his other half. Who else would nag him for not treating his injuries early and cracking a joke before he told you about said wounds? Who else would fuss over him as they tended to him, sighing as they kiss his cheek with a request that he be more careful? There is no one he can imagine who would ever look at him with the soft adoration you do, and he doesn't want to. He can't. You've consumed his heart in its entirety, and he's forgotten how to hold it, entrusting it to you as he guards yours with due diligence.
「 ### : 」 Starts out a lil tense but it’s fluff !! Suggestiveness? Kissing and sort of making out?? But nothing too wild. Flirty & cocky kazuha and flirty & competitive reader !! Modern AU.
「 CWS : 」 Use of pseudo guns & a pseudo battle but (spoiler!!) its just a rlly intense laser tag game lmao. Reader gets pinned against the wall at one point, but it’s highly implied that you could escape whenever.
Collab entry for my beloved @anantaru & @bluexiao ‘s Sweet N Spice collab ♡
also if you see me posting this like 4 days before the deadline no you dont
edit: reposting this bc it wasn’t showing up in tags 💔
There is the rhythmic thump of your blood pulsing in your ears, only contested by your ragged breaths and the distant noise of laser fire. Your heart is pounding in your chest, muscles wound tight and ready to spring into action at the barest hint of danger. There is sheer adrenalin running through your veins, your fight or flight instinct not having rested ever since the threat had made itself known.
It’s darker than you would have liked, the place illuminated only by painfully bright strobing lights of different colors— every time those lights flash, you’re not sure what’s enemy fire and what isn’t. Every time, you nearly jump out of your skin.
Cautiously, you dare to peek out from behind the wall where you’ve taken shelter. The lights don’t reveal any assailants prowling in your sight, so you give yourself the space to breathe a sigh of relief. The gun in your hand, pulsing with fluorescent lights, feels too heavy for your tired limbs. The ache only makes itself more known as the seconds tick by, and it mounts when you sneak a glance at the small screen on your forearm, where you can keep track of your comrades’ status.
All but two names had been greyed out.
Among your teammates, Ayaka had fallen not too long ago, with Thoma also biting the dust taking revenge on her murderer. The numbers on each opposing side dwindled little by little from there, and now only Yoimiya’s and your own name remained. She had gone on her own path a while ago to deal with one of the two enemies remaining, and you suppose knowing that she isn’t yet out of the fight is reassuring. But the faint flashing light on the battery of your gun —almost out of ammunition, fuck— is enough to send a pit right back into your stomach.
You don’t know how much longer you can keep yourself alive, barely managing to dance out of the line of fire and shooting back when you can. There might not be enough juice left in this thing, you think, swallowing. Likely not enough to last you if you ran into—
>> pairing: xiao x gn!reader
>> cw: brief angst, fluff!! (bittersweet), mentions of death (karmic debt), reverse comfort<3
>> a/n: my piece for @dawndelion-winery's 2k milestone!! CONGRATULATIONS, ACCO!!!! + thanks to @tiredsleep for helping me flesh out this idea I LOVE YOU SO MUCH<33/p
song rec: golden hour by JVKE
synopsis: one day, we will walk the path of stars together.
soon. xiao can feel it. the pull of karmic debt is heavier than it's been, and the black smoke seems to linger constantly.
soon. xiao nearly welcomes the thought. it would mean rest, finally. it would mean peace. it would mean freedom from the burdens of life, freedom from the duty that he's performed for centuries.
above all, it would mean meeting you again. the thought makes him lightheaded with anticipation.
how bittersweet, he thinks. that the land he's guarded for millennia would hardly miss him when he's gone. that the people he so dearly protected would never know of him.
in the starry sky overhead, the moon hangs heavy and full.
how kind, he thinks. a small smile makes its way to his face.
he remembers back then, when you still stood by his side, when he could still hold your hand, when you kissed him softly in the dimming rays of sun. he remembers seeing your smile, remembers thinking that you were the sun, and he your loyal moon.
he remembers holding you in your last moments, cursing his immortality, wishing so desperately that he could join you, wherever you went.
you hand cupped his face in yours, then, had pressed a final kiss to his lips and whispered, "i'll wait for you, xiao. and one day, we'll walk the path of stars together."
soon. xiao whispers your promise to himself as the sun peeks over the horizon. and when he looks up at where the sun and the moon share the sky together, his breath catches in his chest. i'll see you soon.
xiao wakes to fingers combing through his hair.
he knows it's you before he opens his eyes. and when he does, he's unprepared for the way tears press against his eyes.
sobs wrack his body, arms hugging around you tight, face buried in your chest.
and when you hold him back, rubbing soothing circles over his back, he cries even harder.
i missed you, he wants to say. i missed you every day, every hour. i missed you, i missed you, i missed you.
but he doesn't need to say anything. because you hold him as tightly as he hugs you. because he knows you know what he wants to say, what he means with his actions.
because you whisper, "i missed you too, xiao."
oh, he missed hearing his name fall from your lips.
"i love you, xiao."
when he finally lifts his head, eyes still glossy with tears, you press a kiss against his forehead. xiao's lip trembles. how long had it been since you held him like this?
he missed this. he maps your face with his fingers, tears still prickling at his eyes as he wipes you own away. he missed you, your love, your hands in his, your lips on his, your voice, your laughter, you. everything you.
you smile, and stand, reaching a hand for him, which he gladly takes.
all around him are stars, and the shimmering sky.
"so this is the path of stars?" he laughs lightheartedly.
you pull him closer to you, kissing him once more.
"it is. and we have all of eternity to walk it together."
THEMES. established relationship; fluff; just them reacting; kinda suggestive on scara, kazuha & cyno’s part (if you look at it that way lmao)
NOTES. fighting against a rodent while writing this long piece. i deserve an award me thinks.
ZHONGLI
Would notice in an instant. Even if you intended it or not, he will immediately ask “Is there something the matter, love?”
He’d be more worried over the fact that there must be something that’s bothering you, which prompted your mood to turn sour.
He’d also try to think if something happened earlier on, trying to recall if he had done something or if you’d been like this since early on.
Nothing really gets past him so he will know the truth by the end of the day, as much as possible, even if you were pranking him. If you were, he wouldn’t mind, as long as you are doing alright.
Though he’ll most likely tease you after that.
“Ah, I see… You’re getting foxy by the day, darling.”
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