hiatus

will maybe revamp into a writing blog in the future, but for now.

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ARCHIVE / INDEF HIATUS

I still get notifications from this blog. I made this when I was 16. I kinda cringe at all of my older writing but I will keep this blog up for archival purposes incase people still like these things.

I don’t write much anymore, not now anyway

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Hi, I love your writing! Could I ask about Wuwu (or anyone really) with a present day SO, maybe doing something completely normal to us but would be considered really, really weird to them?

Glad you like my writing!

Wu Chang with a Modern Day Significant Other

What are you? A time traveler perhaps?

Well, no matter how you got here, you’re not in the time period you’re used to. Late 1800s - early 1900s? It’s hard to tell and it would be quite an odd question to ask.

You’re from the future and now you’ve managed to hold hands with the two lovely guards! How’d you manage that?

They love you dearly but sometimes you can be quite.. Odd.

Your choice of words, your slang, your fashion, it’s a bit confusing and difficult to understand. They can’t even ask the other hunters and survivors about it as they don’t understand it either.

“Luca really did that. No cap.” “Oh, your win streak! So sick!” “Loving the new costume, it’s lookin’ fire!”

“?. What?” Is all they can really sputter out. Xie may giggle a bit at your funny words but Fan will be a bit dumbfounded.

Watch out, they might try to use your lingo in future conversations. Don’t expect them to use it right though.

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My sister is gay so expect a little cheshire!Naib x alice!Reader sometime soon

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My sister is gay so expect a little cheshire!Naib x alice!Reader sometime soon

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A penny for your thoughts on Wuwu, Antonio, OR anyone else you want to do with a polyam S/O? I say or because I mean for you to only do one cause I dont want to ask too much of you nor do I want to overwhelm you and now I'm rambling so I'll stop now.

Apologies but I’m actually not entirely sure how to write polyam characters! :( No hate of course, I’ve just never experienced it nor have I met anyone else who is polyam! If anyone has any sources I can look into about it I’d be glad to look into it! I feel so awful having to turn down these requests because I don’t know how to write them.

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I Cannot Write for Antonio.

I know I’ve done it before but I am no longer comfortable writing for Antonio Paganini. I sincerely apologize! Any requests for Antonio x Readers will be removed.

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Requests are Open!

hey hi i know i. just closed these but i’m opening them again because i only have like wu chang and andrew requests and i’d like a bit more variety!!

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Bye I forgot to request something here like you asked for gbfhggjkv anyway 😌 could I ask for a list of headcannons of what Andrew (Kreiss) would do to comfort his s/o that’s afraid of the dark? Thank you shawty i still love your works a lot !! ❤️❤️ -Astra 😈🤌

HI ASTRA MWAH /p sorry this is so late i forgot i had an idv blog </3

i couldn’t figure out how to write more than 3 sentences for a list so i hope you’re fine with a short story bestie /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\

by the way!! don’t feel ashamed for being afraid of the dark! it’s completely understandable and anxiety just be like that sometimes. i couldn’t sleep in the dark until 9th grade! 

Andrew Kriess x Reader | Afraid of the Dark

You lay curled tightly under your blankets, the covers over your face hiding your being from the dark creatures of your imagination. It was unusually dark that night  and the slight noises of the decrepit manor along with your unforgiving mind was not helping you calm.

Normally, you’d light a candle to help illuminate the room if even just a bit, but your only remaining candle lay melted into nothing but a mound of wax in the silver tray. Opening the curtains would do nothing as well, as thick clouds covered the moonlight, leaving behind the dimmest light that would only allow you to vaguely make out your pillow and hands.

The darkness was overwhelming and you weren’t sure if you’d ever be able to fall asleep before sunrise at this point. You’d tried to close your eyes, you’d tried to sleep in some other position, you’d tried almost everything you could think of to help you sleep and ignore your fear of the inky darkness but nothing seemed to work. You were shaking at this point. The anxiety and fear of the unknown only continued to creep into your mind like a stealthy yet hungry snake just waiting to feast on your uneasiness. 

The walls of the manor creaked, the birds crowed, the wind brushed against the brick, your breath grew heavy, your eyes darted around the room, eyes watched. The darkness felt like it was closing in on you and it was getting harder and harder to breathe as eyes watched. Eyes were watching; they were watching. Eyes eyes eyes, they were all staring down, hungry, starving for your fear you could just sense it. You just knew the monsters of the murky black were there just waiting for you to move so they could finally pounce. They were watching. You teared up as they stared. You closed your eyes. You felt the cold floor against your feet.

***

Andrew jolted up to the sound of frantic knocking at his door. He calmed his breath and glanced over, unsure if the noise was something he had to tend to or if it was nothing but his imagination. The knocking returned once more, even more frantic and hurried than before. Annoyed and tired, he climbed out of bed and opened the door with a grumble. It took him a moment for his tired eyes to adjust to the darkness, but as he blinked he began to recognize your form. He was relieved to see that it was just you but grew slightly worried as you ran into his arms and buried your face into his chest.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” he asked, his voice clearly fatigued yet still filled with concern. Unsure with how to calm you, he smoothed his hand down your back and wrapped an arm around you, holding you close. You weren’t sure how to explain it to him. You were afraid he’d judge you for being scared of something as irrational as the dark. You knew nothing was actually there to hurt you, but the abundance of “what if?” was too overwhelming to bear. You felt like a child running to their parents, afraid that the monsters under their bed were out to get them and the thought made you grow more and more embarrassed. You couldn’t speak. But he waited patiently for your response as you sniffled and clung onto him.

“Come in, come in,” he ushered in a hushed whisper, guiding you into his room. It was still dark as he liked it that way, but it was more comforting to know he was there with you. He moved his hands onto your own and gently pulled you inside, closing the door behind you both. 

“What’s wrong?” he asked again. It was already difficult enough for him to help others with their problems and it was even harder if he’s never given a response. He had no idea how to help you besides to hug you until you felt better. Even in the dark, you could still feel him staring down at you waiting for you to say something, anything. You took a deep breath and swallowed your pride.

“I’m just.. Afraid of the dark,” you whispered. You waited for some snarky statement. “What are you, a baby?” You just waited for those words to come out of his mouth. He rubbed his thumbs against your hands. “I understand,” is all he said. He couldn’t really think of anything else to say, but he wouldn’t even think to insult you while you were in such a state. He knew you were vulnerable and afraid and he didn’t care about what was causing it;  he just wanted to make sure you were okay and he hopes that you feel safe in his arms, even if he doesn’t have any reassuring words; even if he was a bit awkward and unsure in a relationship like this.

“Would you like to stay with me tonight?” he asked, your hands still in his. “Sure,” you replied.

***

He wasn’t used to cuddling or even having someone else sleep in the same bed as him. He was a bit stiff, a bit unsure where to rest his arms as you lay, but it was fine with you. You rested your head against his chest and wrapped your arms around his form as you listened to his breath and heartbeat. It calmed you. Even in the darkness, an empty yet full world of the unknown, you felt safe and protected. You fell asleep almost effortlessly that night.

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requests are closed!

i’m going to close requests for a bit so i don’t get overwhelmed again just in case i get more. i’ll try to write a few by the weekend but i can’t make any promises!

now have a little sketch i did of me and joseph

happy character day jojo <3

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F/joshis are not allowed on my account. Please go away.

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feel free to send in more requests! it may take me a bit to write, but i do like having more options at hand!

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Antonio Paganini who catches his s/o crying?

Antonio Paganini who catches his s/o crying.

Ah, he’s not really sure what to do. He’s not the best at this.

He’s not going to just stand there and watch nor ignore you, of course. He’ll try his best to sort everything out.

Say he catches you crying during a match; Cold and curled up in the corner of the factory in Leo’s Memory. He senses someone is nearby and trudges through the snow prepared to attack. But once he peers inside, he hears the soft muffled cries echo throughout the concrete flooring and walls. He recognizes that voice; those cries. 

“y/n?” There’s nothing but concern in his voice and his foreboding grin would fade. He’d rush over to make sure you were alright and would hold your hands in his. He’ll ask you what’s wrong, if you’re okay.

He’d wipe the tears from your face before pulling you into a tight embrace. 

Depending on the severity of your reasoning to breakdown at such a time and place, he’d surrender then and there. But he may also go friendly as well. He may lead you back to one of the other survivors and signify he went friendly. He’d play some songs on his violin and let you throw snowballs at him.

If you’re in Moonlit River Park, he’d prop you up on the carousel and gleefully watch you as you went around.

Not in the mood to goof around? That’s alright. He can still listen to you vent if you’d like. He doesn’t have the best advice as he’s never been good at giving it. But he’s a great listener. He’ll listen to everything you have to say.

Don’t want to talk? That’s just fine. He’ll hold you as long as you need. He’ll be here. He’ll walk you to the exit gate or dungeon when everyone else leaves. There’s no rush though. He’s a very patient man. He’ll stay with you. He’d do anything to bring that smile back.

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hi! may i ask for some naib headcanons with a gender neutral reader? if you're not too busy with other requests obviously! have a good day/night and remember to stay hydrated <3

of course! apologies for the wait- i love to write and i adore getting requests but for some reason it’s been so difficult finding motivation to do these?? anyway.. i hope you enjoy!

An Assortment of Naib with a GN S/O Headcanons

He’s kind of a tsundere. If you compliment him he might roll his eyes and act like he doesn’t care. He’s hiding that smile though. He loves you.

He isn’t super flirty but if you flirt with him he mayyyyy just counter attack. He loves seeing you flustered and he’s not gonna let you win that easily.

Not into PDA in the slightest. He wants to keep his “big man that doesn’t need anyone” persona up in public. He’s afraid he’ll be seen as less than if anyone catches him holding your hand or something of the sort. He’ll gladly give you kisses and hold you close behind closed doors however.

He prefers to be held, especially at night when he’s feeling down. It’s comforting to him and he just needs to feel protected.

Yes he has a stuffed animal. Please don’t tease him or pick on him about it. He’s incredibly insecure about it; but before he met you, it was the only thing that could help him sleep at night. It’s a bit old and tattered, but he doesn’t love it any less. Please reassure him that he isn’t less than for having a “childish” object; that he isn’t “too old” for it and he’ll never be. It’s okay.

If you’re shorter than him, expect a lot of teasing. He’s been picked on for being short his whole life and he needs someone to pick on about it too. Don’t worry, he picks on you in a loving way; just little jokes here and there. “Are you sure you can reach that?” “Need a hand?”

He’d definitely make you stand on your tippy toes to kiss him and he’d grin like an idiot watching you try. He would get a bit flustered if you grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him down for a kiss. Definitely don't do that :] .

If you’re taller than him… let's face it- he’s still gonna pick on you for it. “Human giraffe.. Move over.” “How’s the weather up there?” Short people are only funny when it’s not him hmph. He’s not standing on his tippy toes to kiss you. He will never give you the satisfaction of being taller! He’d either pull you down or he’d just give up.

Despite all the little jokes and teases, he still loves you. It may take him a bit to become more relaxed and comfortable around you as he’s not used to relationships like this. He’ll open up eventually. He may not tell you about every little thing that’s happened in his life but he may vent about his flaws and hardships to you. He hopes that you’ll soon be able to feel the same. 

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Could you pls give us some Wu Chang wt their S/O HC’s? 😁😁😁 Specifically things that you’ve been brain rotting over

* rubbing hands together *

I’ve been waiting for this one !!

This was gonna be assorted headcanons but... I ended up writing cuddling headcanons since I think about them the most hah . . .

Wu Chang x Reader Cuddling Headcanons

Neither are very fond of PDA, but they’ll cuddle and hold you forever and ever in private. 

Xie extremely calm when cuddling. He’ll hold you close as he gently rubs your arms and runs his fingers through your hair. He doesn’t mind if you face him or are turned away from him when you’re laying together. If you’re facing him, he’ll press soft chaste kisses upon your forehead. If you’re facing away, he’ll nuzzle his face between your head and neck and hold onto your hands, rubbing his thumbs against the back of your hands. 

He wants to make sure you know that your presence is welcomed and that he loves you dearly. He’ll hold onto you forever if it means you’ll be happy.

If it wasn’t clear, he likes to be the big spoon with you. But if he’s had a bad day or if you want to be the big spoon, he won’t decline an offer for being held.

Fan on the other hand isn’t super big on cuddling, but he won’t decline an offer.

He doesn’t like staying still for long periods of time. He moves around and changes his position a lot, but he tries to make sure you remain comfortable. If his shifting around gets bothersome and you decide to get up, he’ll understand.

He’ll hold you tight though. He’ll give your face and neck soft, loving kisses and watch over you as you rest ( not.. in a creepy way. He just likes watching your calm face as you lay. He thinks you’re cute. )

Fan much prefers being big spoon, but also won’t decline to being held. He usually likes being held after he’s had a rough day or when he’s going through a depressive episode. He wants you to hold him tight and remind him that he’s loved and adored. That he’s doing great and how you’re happy to be with him.

Cuddling with both of them is a dream. They like it when you’re sandwiched between them, lovingly wrapped in their arms and practically drowning in the love and affection they’re giving you. 

If you’re upset or having a rough day, you’ll be showered in kisses and whispered compliments. They’ll hold you until you feel better or until you decide to get up. Though, it’ll be tough to want to get out of an embrace like that.

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Wow I actually wrote something for once , ,  it’s been a minute huh.. I hope I can keep this motivation !!

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How would Antonio feel about an S/O who helps take care of him? Like, someone who helps patch him up after matches, fixes his clothes, helps brush/wash his hair, etc.

Antonio with an S/O who helps take care of him

He definitely appreciates the help. He’s a bit frail and a bit sickly. It’s hard for him to always take care of himself when he needs to.

Without your help, he’d probably remain unkempt and partly injured until it got unbearable; which in that case he’d try to do something about it.

He’d never take advantage of your assistance. He’ll simply accept it when offered.

He usually goes to Emily when he needs a bit of patching up, but he does enjoy being fixed up by you. It just feels much more personal; much more loving and caring. It shows him that you really care about his physical well being enough to not just send him off to be someone else’s problem.

He really appreciates it when you fix up his clothing. His tattered clothing isn’t all that bothersome to him, but it would be nice to at least look a bit more presentable. He likes to watch you sew the sleeves and ends back up as he hums a tune. If you’re not good at sewing or patching up clothing, he doesn’t mind. He still likes watching you work.

He loves it when you brush his hair. He loves it when you run your fingers through his long, inky black hair as you brush and wash it. He’ll let you comb it, dry it, and even braid it if you’d like. He loves the affection and your touch. He loves loves loves it!

He adores the care you give him. He was treated as if he was nothing more than a musical object for so long that he’s still getting used to the admiration you have for him. He doesn’t stray away from it though. He cherishes every moment you spend with him.

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Send in requests!

I’ve deleted every thing out of my ask box ,, I wanted to start fresh !! I’m gonna TRY to do only headcanon lists but you know me . . I’ll probably end up throwing in a short fic somewhere without meaning to ^^” . .