I'm an autistic college student who likes to write, draw, and crochet in my free time. I write on here and on an account on wattpad called LilMouseWrites. if you like cute crochet projects, silly stories, and random ramblings about whatever is on my brain this month, you're in the right place.
I mostly post about whatever is running around my brain at any given moment; but it is mostly cats, crochet stuff, Stardew Valley, Fields of Mistria, Undertale, Deltarune, Undertale Yellow, Hazbin Hotel, Honkai Star Rail, and Genshin Impact.
I write Genshin stuff on Wattpad under the name LilMouseWrites, so feel free to check that out if your bored. I add some stuff on here too.
My writing is mostly fluff, some angst, and some NSFW. Everything will be labeled before hand so you don't get jumpscared. Happy reading!
Update: upload schedule is a little wonky due to school. I will keep writing, but there will be some time in between uploads for the moment.
Lohen 100% has trained other animals to attack on his command, but rather than bears or tigers or something scary; he trains rabbits and other small animals you can find around Mondstadt.
Why? Because it's funny, of course!
Gnreader x lohen, lohen being a menace to society. Attack squirells, I think thats everything!
Imagine Lohen dragging a group of new recruits into the woods for training, today's lesson, Trust No One.
The camps set up, fire burning bright and warm, not a single stone out of place. The soldiers can't figure out why everyone told them to resign after learning their placements are within the fifth company. Vice captain Lohen has been so nice, after all, he even showed them how to lure the squirells over to pet them!
Then, as the night bleeds into dawn, under the cover of the forest, the squirells attack. As a unit they are strong, alone they are nothing.
And Lohen watches in amusement, as five men run screaming from the murder squirells.
The rabbits are the worst of them, personally trained by soulstealer and doomfanger to eliminate all in their path. Even cuter than the squirell menace, but just as easy to be taken behind enemy lines-for food or to become pets is unknown- for only the rabbits leave the kitchen unscathed.
Not even Varka is safe, as he spent his lunch break outrunning squirells with hearts full of hatred.
Lohen watched in amusement...before Varka yanked him out of the tree he was hiding in and threw his ass into solitary. Now the 'battle critters' are under strict supervision by Albedo to be studied and trained to avoid attacking the knights of favonius. One tried to bite Sucrose, but this only prompted her to study how it handles hillichurls.
Surprisingly, they love hillichurls! The hillichurls have even began making the more hostile animals into pets, wrapping them up in makeshift hats and scarves. It's adorable, and allows for better tracking!
So far, the others don't listen to anyone other than Lohen, since he brings them snacks and teaches them drills. They're getting smarter too! The animals in the forest are learning route patterns and simple commands.
"Stay."
"Treat?"
"Kill."
It's adorable, as long as you're not on the other end of the animals wrath.
Ocasionally, a squirell brings you little shiny rocks or trinkets, and you know exactly who hired this little delivery man. The small critters can even carry messages, as long as you give them treats before they set out and after they arrive at their destination. Lohen has begun using the animals to help keep in touch with you, often sending notes and small presents while he's away at the port or scouting around Mondstadt.
Now, if only he put this much effort and care into training the HUMANS in the fifth company, maybe he could have another shot at becoming captain one day.
Rerir was plagued by nightmares on the few nights he could sleep. Reliving the day he found your brokn corpse, feeling Celestia rip him apart and scatter his body to distant lands, and deny him the ability to follow you into the afterlife. It became a painful routine he could never manage to escape from.
The most logical answer was to avoid sleep at all costs, after all, you can not dream if you did not sleep. But even his broken mind required a moments respite, and that respite was more than enough time to torment the broken man. Break apart what little sanity he still held onto in this unforgiving world.
But some nights, he found himself in what could best be described as paradise.
Rerir x reader, reader reincarnation, Rerir ANGST. ANGST NO COMFORT practice because I need the practice and Holy God I need this man to be playable.
He would collapse onto the rocks or the grass of whatever land he was currently in and awaken in another world entirely.
Rerir would awaken back home, the same home the two of you were so close to building together.
He would wake up underneath a thick blanket to stave off the bitter cold winter brought to Khaenri'ah, his brown hair a tangled mess; and his body weighed down by a familiar, loving force holding onto him like he was a teddy bear.
"Rerir...five more minutes." You whispered into his shoulder, pulling him closer to your body. You never did enjoy the mornings.
He freezes, but soon finds himself melting into your arms. That's right, he has to speak with the king this afternoon. Some kind of meeting, what was it about again?
He pulls you closer to him, his hand running through your soft hair as he mumbles back, " Okay, love."
He kisses your forehead and closes his eyes. Work will wait, you two live close to the castle anyways.
Other nights he'll wander about the dreams cape, fully convinced of the fabricated reality engulfing him by the second.
It all felt so real, every last second of it. Your gentle laugh, the familiar faces of his slightly annoying neighbors, even the boring meetings the king forced him to attend. It was so normal, natural even, that he couldn't find any flaws with it.
"Papa!"
Papa, papa!"
Rerir freezes, turning back to see two small figures sprinting down the path towards him. One was 9, with brown hair and blue eyes that mirrored his own, Aria was a spitting image of her father, except her eyes were filled with hope for what life would have in store for her as she grew up. The same hope stripped from him as a child.
The second, a boy around 12 or 13, looked more like you, but had Rerirs nose. He dreamed of machines and inventions to help benefit Khaenri'ah and her people. Elliot was brilliant and kind, and looked up to his father.
To the man his father pretended to be.
Rerir shook off the thought and opened his arms wide, lifting the two into the air. His children laughed and clung to him as he carried them towards the door of their home.
He set the children down and watched them run off to play, comparing their test scores and deciding who would have to do extra chores that night for the lower score, despite knowing full well they both share their chores equally.
Rerirs eyes softened as he found you, having just gotten off work yourself.
"We'll, I was gonna pick them up...but I think they got excited. Not everyday you get to come home early, Rerir."
Rerir pulled you towards him, placing a long, sweet kiss on your lips and laying his forhead atop yours.
"If I could...I'd spend every second here with the three of you..."
You smile and gently cup his face, gazing into his misty eyes. He meant it, this was all he ever wanted in life.
"Then why...why did you let me die...?"
"What?"
The world melts around him, he turns back to the kids and they are gone. Replaced by the Bloodmoon decendants he slaughtered just a few hours ago.
The house dissolves, replaced by rubble and fire.
Screams echo through the air, soldiers fight on as the gods tear his home apart.
And when he looks back to you he finds a beaten and broken body, eyes hollow and empty.
He falls to his knees and cries out, but makes no sound. He feels himself being torn from you once more, reaching out for even just a second more to hear those four words he has longed to hear once more.
"I Love You, Rerir."
He shoots awake, gasping for air his body no longer needs, tears break through and fall down his face as reality settles back into view.
He's not in Khaenri'ah anymore, he is in Nodkrai.
There are no children, they were simply apart of his dreams of being a father.
And most of all, you are not here. You are not holding him, not comforting him when the faces of all those he slaughtered for the king haunt his dreams. Even though he tried so hard to keep you away from his work.
Rerir is alone, lost in a world he doesn't care for nor does it care for him.
He stands and shakes off the tears before they can fall any more then they already have. In an instant he Is gone from his hiding place, just barely missing the patrol of Ratniki coming through the region. He has to make sure you are safe.
Before he knows it, he is by your window, the mist seeping through the cracks and allowing him entry to your bedroom. He needs to fix your window, what if some creep wandered in?
He just has to check, he has to know you're safe.
You're laying on your side, clutching a stuffed animal the same way you would cling to him. The same one he took and hid away in here for you to find. You were still in your work clothes, oil stains clinging to your sheets and blanket.
Rerir brushed a clawed hand gently down your chin, he feels your pulse just beneath his fingers and sighs in relief. You're alive, this time you're alive and safe.
Rerir pulls the blanket higher up, keeping you warm in the cold Nodkrai night. He whispers, "Sweet dreams, my love...wait for me just a little longer..."
How you came to Nodkrai he will never know But he knows who you are, and will never allow the gods to separate the two of you again.
For Rerir will remain forever lost and broken until he has his heart by his side once more.
"Just a little longer, till I can keep you by my side forever more, my darling."
Diluc, despite his cold exterior, is still human; and with being human there will be limits as to what one can reasonably do.
Diluc, however, likes to pretend that he is not bound by these limits. After all, there is so much to do and not enough time in a day to do it.
Clingy Diluc, diluc x gn reader fluff! Edit. Forgot the picture and did a little bit of edits. Sorry for the late and rushed prompt, it's been busy here.
"I can't give them a refund for missing barrels unless they can prove the ship actually sunk during transport." He mutters into his breakfast. He can write a reply to the customer another time.
The owner of the Dawn Winery spends his mornings-the freaking crack of dawn- finishing off a check list for the next batch of wine being exported out of Mondstadt, ensuring not a single barrel is out of place before it departs for the port. Adeline will eventually drag him back inside for breakfast, where he is able to review the agenda for the rest of the day.
Before heading out he must sort through the incoming mail, and undoubtedly deal with less than pleasant replies from certain customers. As usual, there's complaints from a previous customer to sort through, though Diluc can't find it in him to handle such an unruly customer this early in the day.
By noon he's working a shift at Angel's share, preparing for the incoming Knights who will no doubt be 'treating themselves' after finishing their shifts for the day. Keaya is the first to arrive, still very much on the clock' and Diluc spends every minute waiting for Rosaria to come drag his brother back to work. Once Rosaria arrives and joins in slacking off, Diluc decides to take a lunch break. Thankful that the other bartenders have arrived to help run the bar. It's exhausting to say the least, but it's nice to see keaya hasn't hurt himself while Diluc was away with the Winery. He'd never admit it, but Diluc worries about his brother often.
Once the monsters have been dealt with and the patrolling knights have gone home, so to does Diluc finally return to the estate.
At night Diluc heads home, and 'The Dark Night' Hero heads off with a tip- curteousy of the calvary captain- to deal with a sighting of the Abyss Order. The commotion attracts a horde of hillichurls; and, unfortunately, a horde of cryo slimes which end up freezing his Claymore solid.
All the more reason to destroy the incoming hordes of cryo slimes.
And finally return to his beloved partner.
He tries to close the door quietly, not wanting to wake you up this late at night. The fireplace is going to combat the cold evening, so atleast you weren't cold while he was away.
However, he was rather grateful to see you were still wide awake, laying back in bed with a pile of books on your beside table.
"And where have you been?" You teased, setting aside the novel.
Diluc turns around, tossing his frozen Claymore by the fireplace. It'll melt by morning...probably.
"Slimes....too many damn slimes." He murmurs, staggering up to the bed.
You can only nod, leaning forward to catch Diluc as he falls onto the bed, still wearing his cloak. "Do you wanna change your clothes? Have some dinner?"
Diluc made a sound you could only imagine meant 'no' and wrapped his arms tightly around you, resting his head in the crook of your neck. Diluc was rather clingy when he was tired.
You ran a hand through his hair, taking down his ponytail and setting the hair ties aside on the bedside table. It would be tangled in the morning, but Dlic didn't seemed to care much about that at the moment.
"You didn't wake me up this morning." It wasn't an accusation, just an observation. You had missed him when Adeline finally dragged you out of bed, but he was already heading into town for work by the time you came down for breakfast.
Diluc nestled himself closer to you, drawn to the warmth of anything but a slime, "you were tired..." he muttered into your neck, "wanted you to rest a little more..."
"But I want to see you off in the mornings, so I know you're okay..."
"I'll wake you up next time..."
You laid back in the bed, being partially crushed under Dilucs weight as he drifted to sleep. It was a good thing the bed was so comfortable, or would would've had to wake him up just so you too could sleep.
You couldn't help but smile at how peaceful Diluc looked, it was rare for him to allow himself moments like this. To let those walls down long enough for him to relax after such a long day.
And only because a long day ends in your arms.
Drunken soldiers, nitpicking customers, cryo slime hordes, and lazy abyss spies; it's all worth the trouble if it means by the end of the day Diluc is Basking in the peace and quiet of the Winery wrapped in your arms.
“Thank you for calling the Intergalatic Emergency hotline. Unfortunately, our tracer shows your location is in Florida, Earth, where we have no jurisdiction. Please solve any problem with large rocks and fire. Good luck!”
I haven't cried over a book this much in a while, it's beautifully heartwrenchin and I genuinely think everyone needs to read this book at least once. It puts a lot of shit into perspective.
Y'all the heatwave is so bad we're getting warnings to check on our elderly neighbors.
In other news, I'm now engaged to my air conditioner and plan on cooking with the sun from now on.
If you're in an area affected by this ungodly heat, cause I know it ain't just the where i live, please go inside. Drink water, stay in cool rooms, and don't do something too strenuous if ya don't have to.
Imagine training with your platoon when a very frantic Mika rushes through the training grounds-with several other soldiers in tow- attempting to explain that your presence is required immediately to assist with a matter of 'utmost importance to the saftey of your fellow soldiers.' Several of the fifth company have been left injured, and a few are still missing. By the Grandmasters orders, you are to report to Wolvedom at once.
You try to get some information out of the boy, but he shakes his head and drags you back with him. A few of your soldiers follow suit, refusing to abandon their captain.
"The Grandmaster says you're the only one who can stop this!" The boy hollers as you enter the dense forest. Wolvendom is silent, abnormally so. Not a howl nor prowl in sight, just a young wolf patrolling the perimeter, not letting anyone too close to his pack. He looked like a yipping puppy sitting by the cave entrance.
"Razor protect lupical. No enter." The boy is guarding the cave where several wolves hide away.
"Was it the abyss order?" You ask, readying your weapon. Your men follow shortly after, preparing for battle.
Mika and Razor shake their heads, the latter points to deeper in the woods.
"Bad man set traps. Gaurds fall in, can't climb back out. Some stuck in trees." Razor resumes his position, "lupical got caught. Won't happen again."
You tussle up the boys hair and leave a gaurd to help him keep watch over his pack, resuming your patrol with Mika and the remaining soldiers.
Despite Razors...attempt to describe what has befallen the knights, it's not an easy sight to behold.
Some knights are hanging in the trees by their ankles, some tied up at tree trunks either drunk or complrtrly out of it. Others are helping one another climb out of pits, only to slip in themselves. The ground is cold, covered in slush that makes traversal difficult.
"What happened here- Avk!?" One of your soldiers steps into a trap, being flung into the air and left dangling several feet above the ground. "Captain!"
"Richard! What happened-" another falls into a pit covered in frost and leaf litter. Thankfully, there's nothing sharp of dangerous inside, but it doesn't lessen the pain from his twisted ankle.
"Mika, what the hell happened during today's training?"
"I-I don't know! I just came to tweek a map of Wolvedom and it was just...THIS! I can't even find Keaya, he was supposed to help me incase hillichurls showed up and now he's missing!"
The bushes rustle and footsteps can be heard from not too far away, too heavy to be a wolf and too light to be a machine.
'Frost...traps...'
"Oh God dammit, LOHEN!" You yell into to the tree line, startling the knights. A few drop the soldier they were attempting to pull free from the pit, falling inside along with him.
"Get your ass out here right now or your sleeping on the floor for a month!" You threatened, fully prepared to hold true to your word, and the man knew it.
The rustling stops as the manic 'captain' walks out of the bushes, covered in twigs and what you hoped was his own blood. Despite your threat, he still beamed up at you, practically hopping to your side. Being cute was his only real defense against you, it was a shame you ran out of patience.
"Hunnybunny! Did you come to join the fun~" He asks, pulling you into a hug. Frost still lingered on his finger tips from setting up another trap. Lohen buried his face into your neck, was he excited to see you or hoping you'd pity him if he made himself look 'too cute to hate.'
You yanked at his hair, causing the cheerful man to yelp in pain, this was the only way to drag him back to reality when he got like this. You forced Lohen too look at you, not allowing him a chance to escape. "Fun? What did you do to them!?"
Lohen whinned and attempted to escape your hold, but you weren't about to let him run off like last time. "It was how we trained in Nod-Krai- Ow! Let go, let go! Red card, red card!" He shouted.
You released lohen, maybe you were a tad too rough, but then you heard a soldier falling head first from the trees. "Strange, normally you like this-"
"Not infront of my men." He hisses, rubbing the spot on his head where you tugged. "I'm preparing them the same way we trained against the Wild Hunt, just in case we have to prepare for another attack on Mondstadt. It's not my fault they can't tell what's a trap and what obviously isn't."
You can only gawk at him as he gazes around at his handy work, it did not take long to recover from your 'attack.' "not one managed to escape, well, except for Mika. Short stack here managed to slip away, didn't think he go tattle tell on me." He glared daggers at the boy.
Mika jumped back behind you, you were most certainly gonna have to be the one to reign him in.
'Wonder how long he'll get in Solitary for this one.'
"Although, I could never find Keaya...he just kinda...disappeared. well, he isn't the calvary captain for nothing!" Lohen laughed, enjoying himself and his 'training' far too much.
'The incident reports are gonna be horrible...poor varka....no, poor jean.'
Enough was enough.
Gently, quietly so he wouldn't hear, you snuck up behind lohen as he was marking off which traps were tripped on a shittly drawn map. He hummed a familiar tune while swaying back and forth on his feet. If he had been anyone else, it would've been an adorable sight to behold.
"I'm starting to think he's hiding somewhere I wouldn't expect him to hide...what do you think baby-"
With one quick motion, you jab the side of his neck as hard as you can. He falls to the ground in seconds, unconscious and most likely will be needing a doctor.
"Is he okay!?" Mika shrieks as lohen lays limp on the ground.
"He's still breathing, and besides, he's Varkas problem now." You scoop up your boyfriend, throwing him over your shoulder as you begin the March through back to the forest entrance. Turning back one more time to address the soldiers. "Listen up, all of you. Mika is gonna help me bring back reinforcements, those who are the least injured, I want you to help those stuck in the trees and in the pits. I'll find Noelle to help fill the pits. If ya can't move, you wait for assistance. Understood?"
Several soldiers respond, but mostly in grunts and please to hurry. The fifth company will be out of commission for some time now.
"You'll still be sleeping on the couch when you get out of solitary." You murmur to Lohen. For a moment, it sounds like he is trying to protest, tlbut that could just be him making sounds while he sleeps.
Mika-cautiously- followed behind you, hoping to put as much distance between the twitching lohen and himself. It was a miracle he didn't end up in a tree. As he attempted to avoid the slush covered traps, he ended up stepping on a few of the soldiers. The smart ones buried themselves underneath the pits, very few had been discovered.
"Ow, Mika! Watch were your walking!" A voice hissed from under a pit, still covered in the plants used to hide it.
Listen, I'm not saying that Diluc chasing after me in the pouring rain to stop me from leaving his estate and taking me by the hand to declare he loves me "most ardently" will fix all my problems.
