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HAPPY PRIDE!! lgbtqia+ whimsy be upon ye this month. if you’re like me and anywhere on that spectrum yourself, thank you for being here, as you are. it might not seem like it, but there are better days ahead for all of us. i’d really like to be able to see them with rather than without you, and i’m sure others around you feel the same way. let’s be kind to each other and ourselves ♡
i know i say this often but i cannot say it loud enough: people who comment on fics, people who reblog posts and engage with fanworks are the people who generate community and without them fandom would be nowhere, so truly thank you for your presence, you make the world go 'round <3
The raw sunlight is easily the most appalling thing you have ever seen.
Ratio has repeatedly tried to nonverbally communicate to you that the sun will not burn you any faster than it does him, but you think that’s easy for him to say when he stands tall and light brown and warm all the time. Clearly, he has never had to work for the heat as you have—that much you know just from observing how little he appreciates the various sources of it in and around his dwelling.
For instance, the human sleeps in the rectangular nest on the far right side of his room instead of anywhere near the patches of floor warmed by the filtered, comfortably tepid sunlight pouring in from the window—you can very personally confirm that the best naps on land always take place on the floor. Yes, even if you spend most of your time in the bathtub.
But that’s hardly relevant to your current position—clutching a post of the shaded front porch for dear life. Your claws dig into the wood more than you mean to, etching thin lines into the areas with easier give.
Ratio’s hand remains extended before you, patient despite what you’ve come to recognize as his expression for annoyance. He says something you believe to include “here,” but you only dig your claws into the wood so suddenly it screeches more than enough to express your disinterest for you.
At that, the human sighs and pushes his lenses back up the uneven slope of his nose. Signaling for you to wait, he leaves, exiting your peripheral and soon returning with something held behind his back. Your eyes widen the moment they catch the familiar scent—fish. Still fresh. The faintness of it has to be cod. You perk up to confirm your suspicions, and had you been less distracted would have noticed a (however weary) slight smile come over Ratio’s face. But you are very, very distracted, so all your eyes wind up seeing is the fish as the man—practically taunting your senses now—holds it up in the air.
He extends his hand again.
Offering, no? You should accept. You want the cod, after all. The human feeds you, of course, but usually not whole, raw fish at a time this large. It’s not the biggest you’ve seen, no, but the size genuinely resembles that you would find and be lucky to catch in deeper waters than the humans surely found it; funnily enough, the length is close to the man before you’s height. It’s easy to guess which will taste better. So you want the fish. You want the fish very, very much. And it looks like all you have to do to get it is…move forward. Into the strange brightness, not…too difficult of a sacrifice for a fish that big. Yes, it is not difficult. The reward is (by a thinness) enough to be pursued quickly while water still drips from the lower end of your desired meal.
Breathe, you think.
Reluctantly, you permit a single finger to reach for the light, bracing yourself for a sting as the small part slips past the border of the shade.
It does not hurt.
It does feel wonderful.
Although jarring, the light warms what little you offered it down to the bone, and for a moment you wonder why you were ever afraid of touching such a thing.
You blink once, then twice, before allowing your whole webbed hand to enter the unshaded air. Wait, wait, and wait. The pain you had prepared yourself for never comes. A laugh you forgot you could make leaves your throat—although it’s not one identical to a human’s, judging from Ratio’s brief concerned look, you couldn’t feel more light-hearted at the sound of it. You move your whole body forward a little too eagerly, earning you and Ratio both a faster heartbeat at the thump of your tail leaving the porch. The flesh beneath the bandages wrapped round your midsection are, thankfully, mostly spared the impact once you hit the dirt. The same cannot be said for your caretaker, who gets the breath knocked out of him. Unceremoniously.
Time briefly slows in the moments in which you lie directly on top of him, but you’re not stunned enough to be slow to end it. Snatching the fish in your claws and promptly rolling off of his torso to tear into it sideways on the ground, the situation is forgotten to you as quickly as it began. With this, you succeed in your goal, though leaving Ratio to stare blankly at the sky, rub his eyes and sit up. The human starts pawing around for his lost aid while you make sure not one bit of flesh is wasted. The fish is exactly as tasty as you thought; though you find yourself wanting the crushed pale rock from earlier meals to accompany it, the size makes up for it.
Ratio quickly finds his lenses. He exhales with relief before wiping the smudged pair off on his shirt and returning them to his face. It’s then that he turns to you—still gnawing away, but slowing one bite at a time once you feel his gaze focus on you. He’s caught his breath. Finishing swallowing your latest mouthful, your eyes wind up coming to meet him.
Here, the light hits you two in full. It is pleasant to revel in, you think, not bothering to move from the hard, stable ground fully exposed to it. Your sight could still use practice; it is good that most days are much less horribly bright, because even now you are forced to squint and focus on a single thing when you look. You see mostly a blur of red and lighter shades you can’t name yet in the shape of overlaid circles. There is a stronger shine overlapping the border and darker lines in the corners from the radiance of everything, bringing out a view extensive enough you feel you don’t have enough eyes for it and lending to the single gaze a certain depth of once-muddled intention as he looks upon you not unkindly. It occurs to you, suddenly, that his fall could not have felt good.
You still. (If such an action is even possible anymore, given how severely his eyes stuck you in this same place.) Then raise both hands to extend your food to him. The best translatable apology you know to give.
The man’s face visibly softens at this—though he pushes the fish back towards you, refusing your offer. Within a minute, he is letting you off with a long sigh and some pats from his hand to the top of your head that you find yourself—without thinking—leaning into. With that, you resume occupying your claws with familiar wet flesh.
You do know, the voice at the back of your head begins again, you cannot stay here forever.
to explain my absence, i’ll just tell you the truth, which is that i haven’t been feeling my best lately. it’s been taking energy i don’t always have to come on here and try to interact the same way i used to, if that makes sense. i can’t guarantee i’ll be regularly active again within the week, but know i will try.
to explain my absence, i’ll just tell you the truth, which is that i haven’t been feeling my best lately. it’s been taking energy i don’t always have to come on here and try to interact the same way i used to, if that makes sense. i can’t guarantee i’ll be regularly active again within the week, but know i will try.
YIPPEEEEEEEEEEE I'M PARTICIPATING IN ANOTHER ROUND OF LITTLE GUI TAKEOVER!!!!! To be honest, the second that I saw the prompts, I KNEW what to write for the May prompt which is about Guinaifun being a celebrity! For this one, I wanted to write another fic based on a song, and...well...I couldn't resist using Still into You by Paramore since I thought it'd fit for Gui reflecting on her life, specifically her relationship with the reader! Basically, I knew I wanted to write this fic with a love song in mind lol. Plus, I used to adore this song as a kid so I just wanted to share it uwu! I genuinely do have a problem with this song cause it fits a BUNCH of my ocs lol- I also mention Sushang, Huohuo, and Yunli in here but I didn't give them a lot of lines since this is mostly centered around Gui but I still wanted to mention them- sorry-
Anyways, I hope everyone enjoys!
Here's a link to the Little Gui Takeover prompt if anyone is interested!
Once again, special thanks to @angeliteeyes for making this event!!!
Inspired by Still into You by Paramore.
Guinaifen x Gender-Neutral Reader
Synopsis: "Some things just make sense, and one of those is you and I."
How many years had past?
Guinaifen couldn't recall.
Back in college, Guinaifen started a band with her close friends and rocked the campus with their music through trial and error. It was thanks to you becoming their manager that Guinaifen and her friends were able to make it big even after you all graduated.
One thing led to another, and...there you were; sharing a soft kiss underneath the setting sun.
There was never a guide to life, but that's fine for her. As long as she had everyone by her side, it should be okay. With you always holding her hand, placing gentle kisses onto her cheek, and whispering words of encouragement, she would always be able to fight against any challenge.
"...it's just a few more days..."
Guinaifen's eyes never left the calendar on her wall that marked an important date. No, not the concert date (which was also on the same day), but something else. Her heart thumped over and over as she attempted to close her eyes and focus. "I can do this," she muttered, clenching her pillow tight to her chest. "I'll make this the best show ever."
There wasn't time to waste. It's time to lock in.
.....................................
"Gui?"
Guinaifen was snapped out of her thoughts as you called her name behind the stage. She shivered, her fingers tightly gripping the neck of her electric bass guitar, the metal strings digging into her finger tips. Once her eyes met yours, Guinaifen attempted to wipe the fear off of her face, returning your worried glances with a smile. "What's up?"
"Is everything alright?" you asked her. "You seem a lot more nervous than usual."
"Ahahaha...." a nervous chuckle left her lips. "Well...you caught me...! I can never hide anything from you."
"Is it something bad...? If...if there's something wrong, I'm always here to talk-"
"No, it's just-" Guinaifen gulped. "I really am nervous. I...just want this concert to be perfect. That's all."
Your expression softened as you gently embraced her into a hug, letting her rest her chin on your shoulder like you had done on hers multiple times before. "It'll be okay. All of you worked hard for this." You placed a gentle kiss onto her cheek.
Guinaifen took a deep breath, giving you a genuine smile. "...thanks, (Y/N)." As you released her, you called her name once more.
"Oh, and Gui?"
"...Yeah?"
You raised your fist. "Knock 'em dead."
Your fist met hers as she returned your fist bump, grabbing her guitar and running towards the stage. "Shangshang, HuoHuo, Yunli, let's do this!"
The crowd ran wild as the four girls ran onto the stage, and performed with all of their hearts. You merely watched from the crowd, tapping your foot to the beat as you listened to Guinaifen's strong, powerful vocals while she carefully plucked each bass string, Li Sushang's intricate guitar strumming, Huohuo's gentle keyboard, and Yunli's intense drums, all bringing together a strong harmony that you could never forget.
"Thank you for all of your support, everyone!!!" Guinaifen waved towards the crowd as they cheered. "Before this night is over, I...have something I wanna announce. Today...is my partner and my anniversary-"
You blushed the second she uttered those words. Seems like she didn't forget after all.
"The one you're still crazy for," Yunli couldn't help but tease.
"H-hey! Don't say it like that-!"
"But it's still true," Li Sushang giggled. "Ever since you two started dating, you never stop talking about them!"
"It's-" Huohuo chimed. "It's not a bad thing though...they always make you happy...so it's fine...!" Their reactions gave you second hand embarrassment as you blushed just like your beloved singer.
"Jeez..." Guinaifen wiped the sweat from her beet red face. "A-ahem...I wanna dedicate one more song for tonight. Just for them."
...one more song? You scrambled to find the set list you printed out, scanning the pamphlet over and over. What song was she talking about? There wasn't a fifth song-
"(Y/N)! I know you're there!"
You stared at the stage when she called your name.
"This one's for you! You better enjoy it!"
With a deep breath, Sushang began to strum.
"Can't count the years on one hand that we've been together."
...this...sounds familiar. You could have sworn you recognized the melody and lyrics from somewhere.
"I need the other one to hold you, make you feel, make you feel better."
