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patxhwrk · 8 months

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-ˋˏ✄—MASTERLIST

ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: GENSHIN IMPACT, fontaine

.navigation. // .rules. // .requesting prompts.

.genshin impact masterlists.

—Freminet | Yearning for Unseen Depths

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—Lyney | Spectacle of Phantasmagoria

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—Nuevellette | Ordainer of Inexorable Jidgement

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—Wriothesley | Emissary of Solitary Equity

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

─𖠄࿐

—Chlorinde | Candlebearer, Shadowhunter

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—Furina | Endless Solo of Solitude

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—Lynette | Elegance in the Shadows

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—Navia | Helm of the Radiant Rose

⋘ ᴛʀʏ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ... ⋙

—PATCHWRK !

#genshin impact x reader #masterlist #—patchwrk !

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patxhwrk · 9 months

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What if i start writing again just so i could write about Fontaine characters after their release (im normal about Navia i swear i dont have idol au thoughts about her having a friendly rivalry with Childe over Y/n)

Anyways completely unrelated what do people use when they make fake messages/posts for their SMAU? Completely unrelated to the first bit aha i promose

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gn reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin impact x male reader #genshin x male reader

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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Lovely autistic rep! At least I liked it.

Have flower 🫴🌻

- ☕ anon

Thank you ☕️ anon! Glad you liked the fic! Thanks for the flower, i love sunflowers 🌻🫲

Also really glad i didnt portray it badly <3

#—patchwrk !

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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Heya! I'm kinda new to writing requests so lul. But uhh... could you write about Bdubs x autistic!Reader? Like he helps Reader calm down from the very hard day working in the court (could be a meltdown or anything really. Stuff happens) cuz Ren (even tho he's a sweet guy ooc) is an annoyance. So He leads Reader to a quiet room, not trying to not overwhelm them more by touching them (cuz restricting movement is something I hate so so so so much. Childhood was horrible from how people held me like I was an animal) and he lets you calm down from the intense stress of melting down and they go back to work when they're ready and able (cuz ready and able or to different things for me). You can decide pronouns Reader uses. Just wanna have comfort for something I do that makes me worry about judgment.

Also can I be ☕ anon if it's not taken. If it is, please suggest one!

Thanks for the req! Im not sure if i represented autism well, i tried to go with what i know through my research because im not autistic as far as im aware. Please do tell me if i made a mistake or presented something bad!! I dont want to accidentally portray autism wrongly ^^ also its short as i dont want to prolong it if i did misportray autism

And ofcourse ofcourse! You can be ☕ anon! I didnt really think of having anons until now so thanks for reminding me!

-ˋˏ✄— Order in the Court!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ BDoubleO x Autistic! Reader

Pronouns: they/them

"At ease, please!"

.navigation. // .hermitcraft & empires smp masterlist.

“Order! Order! Order in the court!”

The loud voice of Ren the King’s shouts startled Y/n not the slightest. Their thoughts had dozed off a few moments ago, wondering how their collection of animals back at base were doing. Did they remember to leave enough food for them? Were their animals left with enough entertainment for the hour they were gone? Was the temperature fitting enough? They had over a dozen creatures—from cats to dogs, parrots to pandas, axolotls, a few barn animals, a warden—

“Order! Order!”

They flinched slightly, unnoticeable to most Hermits.

Most. BDoubleO always seemed to notice their little habits—from flinches to stutters, and the little happy finger click they did when they successfully tamed—or captured, you can’t really tame wardens—another creature.

He turned his head slightly towards them, sending a side glance their way.

The mumblings of the King’s Court never seemed to die down. Ren sighed and rubbed at the bridge of his nose.

“Guys, guys! Your attention, please!”

Y/n licked at their lips, their head downwards as their fingers danced with each other. The mumbling and whispering eased down soon after, and the members of the court finally paid attention to their flustered king.

His hair was wild, standing in all directions as his face flushed in red.

“What may be the issue, my king?” Bdubs, voice calmer and lower than usual, spoke up first.

“Well, as thou shalt see—” Red pointed to the outside of the castle, out the window where the statue of himself stood. “Someone has graffitied my glorious statue!”

Y/n subconsciously shuffled backwards further into their seat. Ren’s increasing volume as he rambled on and on about how the renegades—as he says—disrespected his statue.

“Uh—my king?” Bdubs mumbled lower now, eyes flashing towards Y/n’s direction for a split second. “My liege?”

When Ren hadn’t responded to his quiet calls, inaudible to his loud complaints, Bdubs resorted to whisper-shouting his name instead.

“Ren!”

Ren turned his head towards Bdubs, ready to correct the man, when his eyes moved from the mossy man to the jittery Y/n beside him. Their head hung lowly, their hands gripped each other tightly, and their widened eyes refused to make contact with anyone in the room. “Oh,” Ren mumbled softly. “Oh—I, uh—”

“It’s alright, Ren,” Bdubs whispered, standing up shortly. He tugged lightly on their shirt, enough for them to feel it but not enough to startle them. They turned their head backwards, glancing at the general direction of Bdubs’ face. He held his usual smile, calmer and softer, before pointing his head in the direction of the door.

“Come on, love,” he whispered lowly. “Y’wanna get outta here?”

Without another word, Y/n followed him outside.

As soon as they were out, as soon as the air brushed through their face, Y/n let a sigh leave their lips.

“You alright there, hon?” Bdubs whispered, standing a comfortable distance away.

Y/n stayed silent, letting the wind brush through their face for a few moments. Bdubs waited, patient and kind.

A moment passed, and they sighed. “Yeah—yeah, sorry. That…that was dumb of me.”

“No, no.” Bdubs was quick to reassure them, voice still soft and smile still kind. “No, that wasn’t. You’re fine, Y/n. You just needed a moment of silence, and Ren didn’t notice it in time.”

“But—” “No buts,” Bdubs scolded them lightly. “If you ever need just a moment to keep yourself comfortable, I’ll always be there to help you, got that? You're not a problem to me or anyone.”

They stayed silent for a second before nodding. “Yeah.”

“Good, good. Do you wanna go back or do you want to stay here for a moment.”

“I think—I think I can go back in now.”

Nodding, Bdubs gestured to the door, opening it for them.

“After you.”

—PATCHWRK!

#hermitcraft x reader #bdoubleo100 x reader #bdoubleo x reader #bdubs x reader #hermitcraft bdoubleo x reader #hermitcraft bdubs x reader

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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I have like 4 reqs in my inbox rn dont worry ill get to that but have this because ive been consuming 3rd life content like kirby

Anyways have a short Limited Life fic <3

-ˋˏ✄— Rest Easy, I'm here

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ TangoTek x Reader

Pronouns: they/them

"Rest. It's late."

.navigation. // .hermitcraft & empires smp masterlist.

CW!!

—Mentions of death & violence

—Slight Limited Life spoilers

Y/n L/n doesn’t sleep. Not when you’re surrounded by people who are either the boogeyman or red life. People who would take your life to increase the clock attached to them. To lengthen their time and cut yours.

Y/n L/n doesn’t sleep. But it isn’t to watch over their own timer, or to keep themself safe. They could probably just stay in one of the world borders and hide until daytime.

But instead, they found themself in team TIES’ tower. Instead, they found themself watching over their allies’ base in case of a wandering Scar or one of the Bad Boys with a plan.

Instead, they found themself sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall in the underground area of the TIES tower, a drowsy Tango beside them. Running from yellows and having his green life taken by Skizzleman had been a tiring experience for him.

He dozed off and snapped awake. His head lolled forwards before jerking back up, hitting the wall a couple of times. Y/n watched him with a raised brow, fighting back the weak yawn that rose in their throat.

“Tired, Tek?” They wondered, amused.

Tango groaned and wiped his eyes. He brought his legs up and nestled his head in his crossed arms, sighing heavily. A single eye peeked out to look at them. “No?”

His response caused a light chuckle out of Y/n, who shook their head fondly. “You can sleep, you know. Running away from all those yellow lives took a toll out of you, Tango.”

Tango shook his head. “And leave you watching over TIES tower alone? Nu-uh! It’d be rude to fall asleep before a guest!”

“I insist. You look horrible.”

Tango pouted, now facing Y/n. “Aww, how could you? Me, horrible? I didn’t think you were capable of insulting me, of all people!”

They let a fond smile slip on their lips, grinning when he yawned. “Maybe it’s the sleep getting to you. Maybe you’re imagining me insulting you.”

“Oh, now you’re gaslighting me? Shame on you. Shame!” Tango let out a few tired giggles before another yawn slipped off his mouth. “Or—yeah, maybe it is the sleep.”

“Go on then.”

Leaning his head back on the wall with crossed arms, Tango hummed. “But what if I stay up a bit longer with you? That sounds fun, right?”

Y/n thanked the night, as the lights remained off and Tango was unable to see their darkening face. But they knew Tango, and they knew that he knew.

“Yeah, sure, but if you do fall asleep, you’ll be awake enough to see me in the morning properly and not in the dark.”

Tango’s voice wavered tiredly. “And does it matter if I see you at all? What if I just want to—” a yawn cuts through his sentence ”—stay with you?”

Y/n smiled at him, watching as he dozed off once again.

“Then if you sleep, I’ll stay here with you.”

“That sounds nice too,” Tango said as his eyes drifted close. “Yeah. You’ll stay the night?”

“Just for you, Tango.”

Tango smiled, humming. His hum turned into light snores, before he was fully asleep. His head tilted forwards before Y/n caught it gently in their hand, guiding his head to lean on them. They watched Tango with a fondness, humming a quiet tune that echoed in the underground of the TIES tower.

They wouldn’t sleep that night, they decided. And maybe they wouldn’t sleep a few more nights for Tango Tek.

—PATCHWRK!

#hermitcraft x reader #tango x reader #tango tek x reader #hermitcraft tango x reader #tangotek x reader

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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// LIMITED LIFE SESSION 5 SPOILERS !!

My favourite boogey kill so far

Love that revenge from last life

[ BdoubleO100 & TangoTek // art by me !! ]

Do not trace, reuse or steal ! Reblogs are fine

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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Guys my requests got lost?? Opened tumblr and they just werent there?? Anyways reqs open now pls request something if ur interested!! Will try to do as much as possible, but wont guarantee :(

Im mostly looking out for Hermitcraft/3rd Life fics <33

#—patchwrk !#hermitcraft x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #genshin impact x reader #stardew valley x reader

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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btw nonbinary people can do whatever they want and u should support and respect them. if a nonbinary person likes to be called boy or man or boyfriend or king, that doesn't make them less nonbinary. if a nonbinary person likes to be called girlfriend or princess or lady or woman, that doesn't make them any less nonbinary. if a nonbinary person dresses like their agab is expected to dress, passes perfectly as a binary gender, doesn't want to physically transition or uses pronouns other than they/them, that doesn't make them any less nonbinary. nonbinary is an umbrella term and the people who fall under it aren't always gonna be how you expect a nonbinary person to be!! that's fine!! isn't it wonderful that there are so many different ways to be nonbinary? if someone says they're nonbinary, believe them and respect their identity. don't waste your time on this planet getting mad at other peoples' gender expression.

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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Meanwhile, on Twitter:

Brain farts, a thread

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:

IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.

1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.

2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.

3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”

4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”

5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.

TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.

Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.

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patxhwrk · 1 year

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Guys look i said id write stardew valley for sebastian but i have too much shane thoughts

he may be mentally ill but i am too

Also didnt have an jncorrect quote last night so have this instead

-ˋˏ✄— Uncoincidental

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ Shane x Reader

Pronouns: they/them

"Look in the mirror say, "What's up you useless fuck?""

.navigation. // .stardew valley masterlist.

CW!!

—past alcohol addiction

Shane felt so useless, staring at his reflection in his dark bedroom. The television screen was dark and so was his reflection. His eyebags were heavier, but at lease his stubble was shaved, right?

This was pathetic, he thought.

Pathetic, pathetic, pathetic—

He shook off his thoughts and instinctively reached for something on his desk. His hand made contact with the cold wood and he sighed. Bringing back his hand to his face, he dragged it down as if it would wake him.

Right, he thought and scoffed. No more drinking, dumbass.

He sat on his mattress with his thoughts. Laying down on the soft plush did not help them ease. He raised both hands to his head and covered his eyes as he groaned.

Sunday mornings were so lame. It had barely been ten am but his room was still so dark. At least this was better than Joja, maybe.

Shane was left alone with his thoughts racing and running and loud and loud and if he could only drink one beer—

A knock echoed from outside his room. A knock?

He groggily and hesitantly stood up, fighting the urge to stop by the kitchen for the single beer can that was left in the fridge. Maybe he should just grab it, not let it go to waste. It was just one, and it was so close. It wouldn't be too bad if—

He opened the front door of the ranch empty handed.

"Hullo," the farmer up the hill greeted him with a bright smile. And Shane smiled back. Because he would smile for the farmer any day that he found them standing in front of him. He'll smile for them whenever they showed up to lighten his mood.

"Y/n." He smiled and his shoulders slacked. His thoughts were moved on, the beer in the fridge a past afterthought. And then he realized. "What are you doing here so early?"

They stared at him confused. "Shane. It's five in the afternoon."

Shane glanced at the outside behind them where the sun slowly set and the sky started dimming. Maybe his room was dark because it was five. "Oh."

They shook their head and heartily laughed. "Anyways, I saw the sign you posted yesterday about needing a shad for something, so I decided to get you one since I was fishing anyways. I—uh—got distracted and forgot to give it to you yesterday and—"

Shane cut them off. "Hold on, did you go fishing out in the rain without a cover? Again?"

Mouth stretching across their face in a line, they looked away. "...Maybe."

Shane couldn't stop the soft smile growing in his face, but he sighed to cover it. He knew Y/n wouldn't be able to miss it, though. "Dumbass. Get in here."

They entered the warm ranch and sighed in relief, taking a seat in the kitchen and placing the basket—one which Shane only noticed now—on the table. There was a piece of cloth covering something inside, the fish atop it. "Thanks, it's so fucking cold outside."

"It's fall, Y/n."

"I know that!"

"And you're not wearing a coat."

"...I know that."

He sighed and shook his head. How could someone be so stupid and so—

He paused his thoughts to look for the right word, glancing towards the farmer smiling down at their basket of goods.

—cute.

He blushed red and moved towards the kitchen counter to hide it from them. "Want anything? Tea, coffee?"

"Oh, no need really! I just wanted to stop by and give these to you."

They passed him the basket and he gently moved the fish somewhere else. Lifting the cloth to peek underneath, his eyes widened at the sight. The basket was filled with hot peppers, plenty good quality he assumed.

"A lot grew last summer, so I decided to save some for you," they stated with a scratch to their warming cheek. "And I thought, since it's fall, why not restock your supply?"

Shane could marry them then and there, if he was more confident in himself.

"You are a fucking deity." He grinned bright and joyous and genuine. He then shook his head. "And no, you're not going out without at least warming up. Tea or coffee? Or maybe hot cocoa?"

Y/n sighed, smiling softly at Shane's back before choosing their drink. "Thank you, Shane."

He paused. The look over his shoulder towards them and a soft smile was enough to tell Y/n that he wasn't just talking about the shad on the counter, or the peppers in the basket, or for stopping by just as his thoughts were so near to bringing him a can of beer to his hand. "I should be thanking you, y'know?"

Y/n smiled. "I know."