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Hi! I'm Snaililíta but you can also call me Adelita! (Please don't call me Addy, I prefer Lita) I make drawings and write stupid skits/oneshots about
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🦋💍Going to Miku EXPO with Death the Kid💍🦋
TW: Uhhh, nothing really? Ig large crowds but idk if reading about them is at all as bad as actually being in them💀
Reader's Gender: It's irrelevant.
A/N: Okay I haven't used Tumblr in ages and I don't know why this was the first thing I decided to write when I logged in but yeah. Anyways I will actually be going to a Miku Expo, not saying which one but I am going to one regardless 😍😍 Anyways anyone else notice the odd amount of overlap between these fandoms? Maybe it's just me, but if it isn't I guess it makes sense. They were popular around the same time. Anyways enjoy ur rich emo skateboard boyfriend in a suit with guns spoiling u
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Okay so I don't know how you managed to convince this man to date you but whatever. (Jealous.)
Anyways but Kid has a secret. Maybe not a well hidden one but he likes to still think it's one.
He has a ridiculous obsession with Hatsune Miku, specifically cuz of her twin tails. (This man has a thing for twin tails/pigtails/drills okay, you cannot convince me otherwise.)
So whether you like Miku or not, Kid is probably the one taking you to see her. Whether or not he's dragging you or you're running with him like little toddlers really depends on how you feel about Miku.
But even if you don't like her you should still go, do it for him:( You obviously love him if you're reading this unironically.
He's gonna be all decked out in Miku merch as symmetrically as possible. Glow sticks? He has two, one for each hand. T-shirt? Symmetrical Miku logo. The bag he brought to carry all his Miku merch? Yeah actually there's two, one for each arm💀
Even his sneakers are Miku branded...
Man has the money for it leave him and his secret room hidden in his closet full of Miku merch alone.
If you also happen to like Miku, he will gladly spoil you with all the merch and spam you with the latest songs from his favorite producers.
(He likes Oster P, Giga, and Kanaria if you're wondering.)
Unironically has World is Mine memorised and actually hits the notes somehow💀
Like idk if it's well but his flamboyant little gay man sounding voice stretches.
Regularly hits the Melt notes when he stubs his toes. (After he stubs one, he stubs the other for ✨symmetrical pain✨.)
Anyways you've both arrived at the concert and you better have your special earbuds that lower sound or man is gonna blow your ear drums out.
If it's Miku Expo 2024 he will cry. He /will/ cry.
The oversized TV is a disgrace.
Anyways whether it's over the pathetic ass home depot's largest TV on a stage or it's over seeing his fictitious waifu in person, he's sobbing.
Either wailing uncontrollably or screaming like the most obnoxious fanboy.
After the concert the two of you would probably wander around the venue and talk to other fans for a couple hours.
Bonus points if you're in Miku cosplay, man will be an even bigger simp than he already is for you.
He has his own personal Miku🥺
If anyone else from you two's friend group shows up at the Expo, he will lock himself in the men's bathroom and refuse to leave until the coast is clear.
Please don't let Soul or Black☆Star know.
The endless teasing will send his already neurotic brain spiralling.
Probably also folded all the toilet-paper in the men's restroom at the venue and if you're in Miku cosplay he's begging you to go into the women's bathroom and fold the toilet-paper in there too.
Genuinely cries if the merch booth is empty by the time he gets to it.
Probably takes you out for bubble tea afterwards and then if you're down heads back for his place so you can both crash, fully Miku'd out for the day.
Don't worry, you can sleep on his Miku x Helix mattress and use his Miku bedding and sleep with one of his thousands of Miku plushies😔
#adelita writes#death the kid#soul eater#death the kid x reader#soul eater x reader#vocaloid#hatsune miku#vocaloid hatsune#miku hatsune#what the heck#What the fuck have I made this is so stupid#Guys please I just want to go to Miku Expo and geek out with him so baaaaad#We can be cringe Miku enthusiasts together:((
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Megamoriosis- Brainrot Disease
!!DISCLAIMER!!
This is a fictional disease in the same vain of mysticism as floridiaoraficiosis, or commonly known as the hanahaki disease. Please do not attempt to spread it as real, it was only conceptualized for visual aesthetics in art pieces and for fanfics. It is based off of UNHEALTHY obsessions and by NO MEANS WHATSOEVER should be used to excuse real life actions because it enables UNHEALTHY OBSESSIONS with individuals in a similar vain to the Japanese character stereotype of a yandere. PLEASE DO NOT PRETEND IT IS REAL. If you have agreed to this, then you may continue if you wish.
Megamoriosis, or commonly known as "Brainrot Disease", can occur in people with obsessive tendencies and likes to latch onto victims whose "object" of their desires is a person. The first reported case was in a young girl named Adelíta who was around 15 at the time. She had an obsession with a young man in her school that eventually also was reported to have started showing signs of brainrot. This is because it is transmittable but only from inflicted to target (target being the person of the inflicted's obsession). If the inflicted can successfully get their target as obsessed with them and they are with them, they'll start suffering from symptoms that include: leaking black substance from facial orafices, bouts of uncontrollable giggling, extreme vomiting of a substance that can range from a matte to a sparkly sheen depending on how far along the inflicted is, and sometimes in older victims, even heighten arousal. There isn't a cure for this disease but it's also not impossible to live with, even if with the risk of suffocation due to the victim's lungs filling with the black substance and only being able to rid themselves of it by violently vomiting. The disease can be quelled if the infected and the target and in close proximity because the disease feeds off of obsession, like how hanahaki feeds off of yearning. So the obsession can be calmed by partaking in activities with the target or just generally being in close proximity. Most causes for victim deaths of the disease are either because the target didn't reciprocate their feelings or the target wasn't a person to begin with, but most cases like that are rare.
For visual reference, this is how it is intended to be used for visual aesthetics. Of course, you may use it however you wish as long as you don't hurt anyone with it.
I DO NOT PROMOTE UNHEALTHY OBSESSIONS OR ENCOURAGING THEM. This disease is a coping mechanism for my own mental health issues. I am NOT responsible for anything anyone does with this just because I came up with the concept.
With that in mind, have a wonderful day and stay hydrated💫💫💛💛✨✨
-Líta💫
#disease#hanahaki#hanahaki disease#fictional disease#adelita writes#anime#fanfiction#fanfic#art#artwork#bright colors#retro aesthetic#retro anime#old anime#writing prompt
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New meme format guys
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×+×+×+ Random Death the Kid splurbs +×+×+×
/Reader's Gender/: Irrelevant, not mentioned
/SFW ofc/
Honestly just me simping for this boy, I simply adore him! He's just so funny>< My cringe, 2000s - 2010s mindset just eats up all the very angsty content that is just a beautiful snapshot of the era! I wish I could have just have been old enough to have experienced it myself T^T
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MMMMM THIS BOY HAS NO DARN RIGHT BEING THIS /FINE/.
Okay but seriously how did you land him, I want clear cut directions and instructions.
All the girls (and even some boys👁👁) are INCREDIBLY jealous of you. Kid's the cutest boy in the school!
/And/ he is Lord Death's son! Literally just about every girl is seething at you when you walk past them, biting on their shirt/dress collars all angry like.
If I had to guess, it was probably you who asked him out.
He may be absolutely gorgeous, stunning, and have a silver tongue but that doesn't exactly mean he knows how to use any of it....
What I'm saying is is guy is /awkward/ with a capital A.
Sweetheart with good intentions once you get to his core and can find a way to look past his obsession with folding toilet paper, but still awkward regardless.
So whether you boldly walked up to him and declared your love with a bouquet of roses and dramatic lighting and music or you were stumbling over your words, on the verge of crying and soiling your pants, and just giving up and running away- you were still the one to ask him out first.
Depending on how you asked I can see him responding in a plethora of ways but my favourite is dead ass looking you in the eye and saying "Even though I'm asymmetrical garbage?" while a singular tear just dramatically trails down his cheek.
Realistically he probably just said yes at first cuz he had nothing better to do. Or if you were the ladder option of the before, probably felt bad.
But the more time you guys hung out the more he found himself beginning to actually /like/ like you.
Maybe you were helping him snap back into focus during his episodes- or maybe you were trying to make him happy by dressing as symmetrically as you could and folding your toilet paper. (Even if it wasn't perfect, it's the sentiment that counted for him this time.)
At first, it just felt weird when you weren't around and he would find himself thinking about you in those situations. But then he started finding himself actively seeking you out when you weren't there.
He would be having a perfectly normal Sunday and then he would find a picture that reminded him of you in a magazine or maybe saw a shirt in the clothes store's window that he thought you would look cute in.
Then he would begin to wonder what you were doing at that moment. He would find himself missing your presence. And when he noticed this, he immediately denied it.
He just agreed to hang out cuz he felt bad/was bored, right? /Right?/
But it kept happening, more and more. It began to happen when he was on missions, he would get distracted and slip up. Okay, this wasn't working out. He needed to do something about this.
He asked you to partner with him on missions.
Let's assume you're a weapon in this scenario. (If you're a meister you just go with him with your own weapon.)
His excuse was "Well if Liz or Patty is out of commission, I can't fight. And since you're a set of perfectly symmetrical twin blades you would make for an excellent back up."
So you started going on missions with him, a lot.
But one time, Patty got sick. So just you and Kid went on the mission while Liz stayed home to take care of her.
This started happening more and more. (Not the Patty getting sick part, although she did probably get sick off of eating crayons regularly a few times.)
At this point, you were essentially going on as many solo missions with him that he had gone on and goes on with Liz and Patty.
But what really made him realise that he does actually like.... /like/ like you was when the two of you resonated souls.
It was weird, being able to hear each other's unfiltered thoughts.
He learned about a lot of weird things that go on inside your head after that- but that's besides the point.
Point being, with how easily the two of you resonated souls without having ever practised before was kind of the last nudge he needed before he decided to stop running from and denying his genuine feelings for you.
He didn't really change much after that, after all you don't exactly become a new person immediately after he acknowledged his feelings, but he did seem a lot happier once he came to terms with it; lot less tense at least.
He seemed a lot less hesitant when asking you out for a spot of tea and was /a lot/ less hesitant when touching you. Of course he still isn't /huge/ on PDA outside of hand holding, but he doesn't feel the need to slather his hands in hand sanitizer after holding yours and doesn't ask you where you've been before hugging you.
That and he doesn't do the awkward side hug anymore, he iniates actual hugs now. Not often, like I said he isn't much into PDA and probably- no, /definitely/ doesn't like his clothes wrinkled but.... maybe he doesn't mind so much when it's you.
After all, he /does/ love you.
And you fold the toilet paper for him.
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Peppering Lyney's goofy face with so many kisses in the early morning.... not just his face- his neck, his shoulders, his hands, his wrists- he is just so pretty and you're too sleepy to use words right now. You can sleep in... and you will, but first you gotta litter your precious Lyney in so many smooches. You love him so much... especially when he is being just his vulnerable, raw, unchanged self around you. Like these mornings where all you wanna do, all you *can* do is just kiss him everywhere and hold him so close. He is your favourite magician and your favourite Lyney.
Lyney brainrot so real.... I'll literally talk to anyone abt him I have headcanons for just about everything....
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Old art of my creepypasta USER 393- she is a real pookie. I wish I could have made her during the 2010s creepypasta boom I bet a lot of people would have really liked her....
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(Feel free to use as a sticker or pfp!!)
Len!!! Pervert Len is so funny to me I like to think he has pictures of all the girls in bikinis xD (Except his sister, if he has one of his sister it's cuz one of the other girls is in it too and she just happened to be in the shot.) I bet he plays all those raunchy otomes and reads Rated E fanfics on Ao3 too. BUT HE IS SOMEHOW STEALTHY ABOUT IT- Like he is all SoE Allen until you turn around for 5 seconds and now he has a shot of your bum💀 I also feel like he is a simp idkw He just feels like that kinda guy to me JSKSJSKSJ
Anyways- yeah! Len! I love Len^^💛💛💛
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🌼Halo of Flowers🌼
Lyney x Reader
Tooth-Rotting fluff!!
Reader's gender is unspecified!!
I've noticed a lot of Lyney angst fics... and a lot of Lyney fics haven't been radiating the same vibe that they were when Fontaine was first released.... So I wanted to make something happy and just... yknow... peaceful!! The twins and Freminet have been through a lot... I just wanna see them have a moment of tranquility:')
!!MILD SPOILERS: Snezhevichs' backstories and the ending of the Fontaine story! But it pretty much just goes "oh this isn't a threat anymore" doesn't really say how. But still, you have been warned.!!
You longed for moments like these. Peaceful, quiet moments where nothing but the wind singing harmonies from lands far away in your ears and the birds reciting poems about the sights they had seen on their travels from wherever they once were to where they are currently are present in the air. When it was just you and the people you love most enjoying life without worries of impending doom or where your next meal was to be had. These indeed were the best moments, the moments you lived for.
You, the magician twins, and their younger brother were all together in one place, safe and happy. Freminet was a little ways off in the distance, but not out of earshot, looking at sea shells. Lynette was off under a tree not too far off as well, preparing tea and a flip up table with snacks of hers. As for you? You sat out in the field with Lyney's head in your lap as you comb your fingers through his lovely blonde hair.
He looked so peaceful. There wasn't a single worry plaguing his mind right now. Everyone he loves is safe! And he hadn't any upcoming shows- Fontaine's flood crisis had been solved as well! You had to admit, the look of pure bliss is a wonderful fit for his handsome face. You couldn't help but smile as you felt your heart swell knowing just how truly happy he was right now. After everything he and his siblings have been through, he truly deserves this. They all do.
Intertwining your fingers with the blades of grass beneath your hand, you decide to look away from Lyney's hypnotic features for a moment. You're glad you did because you spotted a patch of sweet flowers and dandelions right within reach. Reaching out, you pick as many as one fist can hold before regretably retracting your other hand from your beloved's head for a moment.
This of course disturbs him, he opens his eyes briefly and catches the view of you weaving the stems of the flowers together as quickly as you can, clearly having not noticed him wake up. Working your nimble fingers dexterously, you quickly finished a flower crown. The yellow petals gave it the appearance of a halo, a halo befitting of the angel who's head you placed it upon.
You set the lovingly crafted crown on Lyney's head as gently as you could as to not disturb him, only for a cheeky grin to spread across his face and one of his stunning, violet eyes to peak at you from between his lashes. You had been caught! Lyney snickered at your appalled expression as he sat up, careful not to loose the crown in the process.
He looked so radiant and beautiful, truly like an angel that the stories from your childhood described. He had been through so much, burned and bruised, betrayed and scorned.... and yet... he still gave his heart to you. Willingly. And now he sits before you, smiling- laughing so joyously as if you were some sort of goddess that had descended upon him.
He seemed to notice your silence and staring, he asked what was wrong and you simply smiled and shook your head. You told him that you were captivated by his sparkle, and how he looked like an angel with that flower crown on. Your angel. He gently smiled and pulled you in for a hug, resting his head in your shoulder and sighed. It was not a sigh of exhaustion, rather a sigh of contentment.
You couldn't help but wrap your arms around him, accepting his embrace to the fullest. He leaned back before giving you another one of his cheshire like grins, then attacking you with an myriad of light pecks all over your face and neck. One after another, he was absolutely ruthless. You were giggling like a little baby due to your ticklish nature and Lyney's well placed smooches before a familiar voice called out.
"Well, I had made tea but by the looks of it, it appears you two's lips are already preoccupied so I suppose I'll have an extra few cups."
Lynette chided you and her brother. You two of course quickly pleaded with her as you scrambled to your feet, running off to her direction much to her amusement. Ah yes... peaceful moments like these truly are the best of them all. It's so wonderful knowing that these moments are to become much more frequent in the future.
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#adelita writes#lyney x reader#genshin lyney#lyney#lyney comfort#lyney fluff#lyney and lynette#soft lyney#lynette too#i love them so much#Please everyone stop being so mean to the twins in your fics they did nothing wrong#They just wanted to be friends#We are pals with Tartaglia and he tried to flood a nation#These guys are doing the exact opposite#What they heck#Traveller is a hypocrite
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I wanna make comics some day.... but idk if I should start with the Creepypasta comic I have in mind, or a Vocaloid one, or if I should just turn my stupid oc universe into a comic....
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💫How Much I Adore You💫
Lyney x Shy!Loving!Reader
Tooth-rotting fluff💫💫💫
Swapped pronouns version! Male!Reader💫💫
Best read in the voice of a sassy Victorian lady💫💫
Lyney is such a handsome young man you think. His hair styled just so, his posture always so chipper. His eyes such a beautiful lavender and sparkle with a sort of mischievous, but not ill-intented shimmer. His smile always quirked up to one side in a goofy smirk that always made your heart squeeze whenever you saw it.
Of course being the shy man you were, you could never tell him. So instead you simply resort to always silently examining his every move. Every small thing he did made your soul happy, the more mundane the more you felt yourself smile. Maybe he was simply offering you his umbrella or asking if you would like to stop by for tea- even just rambling to you about his sister.
Sure the flashy things he does make you grin, but not as much as the small things. To you, it meant he was comfortable around you. Comfortable being just Lyney. And being able to see all sides of Lyney, including stage Lyney and brother Lyney and just Lyney- it meant the world to you. You love all of Lyney, every version of him there is. Yes, even fatuus Lyney. Not one Lyney can escape your affections.
If only you weren't such a shy boy, if only you could tell him just how much you adore him. Even if he didn't reciprocate your affections, you would be over the moon if he knew that you would stay with him no matter what and that he doesn't have to worry at all around you. That you would do anything for him, no matter how daunting the task in question may be. You wish he would let you into his family, regardless of the manner. To be as open with you as he is his sister and brother, to be able to confide in you his troubles.
So, as you can imagine, you both felt incredibly sad and ecstatic when Lyney came to you after his trial for comfort. He was exhausted and gloomy because of the Traveller's sour (and hypocritical) attitude towards his association with the Fatui. He requested for you to visit for dinner that night, and you agreed of course. Now, you were sitting in his room on his bed with him in your arms.
You dare not ask why he cries now, for you're fairly sure it does not need any explanation. You would cry too if you were in his situation but you could never be bold enough to ask for comfort from someone, no no you would simply cry alone. You admire Lyney's bravery. Of course, he isn't really being brave since you aren't someone who is to judge him and he knows this.
He lays his head in your shoulder as he cries so quietly, you simply rub his back and hug him gently seeing as you are rather awkward with words. Though you did take great care in reminding him that even now that you know of his being a fatui, it changes nothing between you two. That you still trust him the same. This seemed to calm some of his troubles.
He nuzzles himself into your embrace, grabbing one of his many blankets and pulling it over the two of you. You find yourself feeling more and more weary, but not negatively, by the moment. Are you to sleep with him? In his bed? Overnight? My goodness you surely were rattled. He seemed to notice this and sighed in exasperation.
He began to stroke your head gently, or as gently as he could with trembling hands from his previous crying fit. You soon accepted this and found yourself smiling.
(("Thank you, cherie. If only you knew how much I adore you."))
He pecks you on the cheek and softly smiles at you,
(("Perhaps I could enlighten you sometime."))
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💫How Much I Adore You💫
Lyney x Shy!Loving!Reader
Tooth-Rotting Fluff💫
Female!Reader, can make a version with swapped pronouns if requested💫💫💫
Reader is a simp ngl, but this is very indulgent and I'm a simp soooo-
Best read in the voice of a sassy Victorian woman💫💫💫
Lyney is such a handsome young man you think. His hair styled just so, his posture always so chipper. His eyes such a beautiful lavender and sparkle with a sort of mischievous, but not ill-intented shimmer. His smile always quirked up to one side in a goofy smirk that always made your heart squeeze whenever you saw it.
Of course being the shy person you were, you could never tell him. So instead you simply resort to always silently examining his every move. Every small thing he did made your soul happy, the more mundane the more you felt yourself smile. Maybe he was simply offering you his umbrella or asking if you would like to stop by for tea- even just rambling to you about his sister.
Sure the flashy things he does make you grin, but not as much as the small things. To you, it meant he was comfortable around you. Comfortable being just Lyney. And being able to see all sides of Lyney, including stage Lyney and brother Lyney and just Lyney- it meant the world to you. You love all of Lyney, every version of him there is. Yes, even fatuus Lyney. Not one Lyney can escape your affections.
If only you weren't so shy, if only you could tell him just how much you adore him. Even if he didn't reciprocate your affections, you would be over the moon if he knew that you would stay with him no matter what and that he doesn't have to worry at all around you. That you would do anything for him, no matter how daunting the task in question may be. You wish he would let you into his family, regardless of the manner. To be as open with you as he is his sister and brother, to be able to confide in you his troubles.
So, as you can imagine, you both felt incredibly sad and ecstatic when Lyney came to you after his trial for comfort. He was exhausted and gloomy because of the Traveller's sour (and hypocritical) attitude towards his association with the Fatui. He requested for you to visit for dinner that night, and you agreed of course. Now, you were sitting in his room on his bed with him in your arms.
You dare not ask why he cries now, for you're fairly sure it does not need any explanation. You would cry too if you were in his situation but you could never be bold enough to ask for comfort from someone, no no you would simply cry alone. You admire Lyney's bravery. Of course, he isn't really being brave since you aren't someone who is to judge him and he knows this.
He lays his head in your shoulder as he cries so quietly, you simply rub his back and hug him gently seeing as you are rather awkward with words. Though you did take great care in reminding him that even now that you know of his being a fatui, it changes nothing between you two. That you still trust him the same. This seemed to calm some of his troubles.
He nuzzles himself into your petite embrace, grabbing one of his many blankets and pulling it over the two of you. You find yourself feeling more and more weary, but not negatively, by the moment. Are you to sleep with him? In his bed? Overnight? My goodness you surely were rattled. He seemed to notice this and sighed in exasperation.
He began to stroke your hair gently, or as gently as he could with trembling hands from his previous crying fit. You soon accepted this and found yourself smiling.
(("Thank you, cherie. If only you knew how much I adore you."))
He pecks you on the cheek and runs his fingers through your hair,
(("Perhaps I could enlighten you sometime."))
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{¤~Justice and Truth Go Hand in Hand After All.... ~¤}
{}°•~ An infant god's first steps into divinity ~•°{}
!!UPCOMING FANFICTION IDEA!!
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It looks like once again my requests have gone unheard, so it appears I'll have to resort to doing it myself. That's alright tho.
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Pairing - Lyney x Reader
Other Involved Characters - Tartaglia, Lynette, Freminet, Traveller (Lumine), Paimon, Neuvillette, Furina, Navia
Reader's Pronouns - She/Her
Referred to as - Mladenets, Mald
Reader is referred to as Mladenets because of Childe. To the fatui, Childe is a child. If Childe is a child, than reader is an infant. Mladenets translates to infant if my sources are at all reliable. Please inform me if I am incorrect and if any changes are required.
The nickname Mald is simply derived from mixing a few letters around to allow for easier pronunciation and reading to those who do not know instinctively known russian pronunciations. (Myself included.) If this is found offensive, please inform me and suggest a better alternative so I can change it at once.
Story Synopsis:
In a confusing, complex world it's often hard to make sense of things, especially when you are equitable to that of a fledgling just out of the nest. Frustration is something you're bound to come across when trying to understand things you have never experienced before, whether that be betrayal, loss, guilt, etcetera.
In this story, the reader is the heir to a kingdom not far off from the coast of Liyue that had long ago vanished during the era of the Archon War. Her father had died in this war long before he could help her understand the powers that would be passed onto her and to understand how wield them wisely. Raised by the harbinger Tartaglia, she has grown to be a kind but ignorant soul. Hiding her own abilities away from her, the organisation never allowed her to believe anything more than the fact that she was simply another orphan taken in by them with health issues to excuse away the constant monitoring. Over the years she had began to love her "older brother" Tartaglia, seeing the fatui as her family. So when her dearest childhood friends are put on trial for murder, just how will the dormant power's of the god of truth that lay within this young heir react to such lies? Once she finds out why she was truly brought in by the fatui, will she feel betrayed? Used? Or will she choose to find peace in this seemingly dark void? Will she follow down the path of The Balladeer and choose spite... or will she choose to look at things from another perspective?
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So far, these are my thoughts. The story WILL be a Lyney x Reader fic I swear. Just the reader isnt often referred to by name because I feel like using (Y/N) looks jarring. So "Mald" will be the stand in name. If you wish to read it as such or not will be up to you! Perhaps "Mald" will become her own character some day, but considering the fact that she is based off of my self-insert genshin avatar, probably not. I just wanted to find a way to share this story I've been brewing up for a while with you all in a way that was much more palatable! Buuuut I've been struggling to string my ideas together well and I'm still not quite capable of wrapping my head around what's going on in Fontaine in depth. I couldn't even understand a single fragment of Sumeru's story, what says I would be able to understand the legal battles of the Fontainian quests?? Regardless, I wanted feedback and aid in this. So if this catches anyone's eye and if anyone is interested in this please tell me! It will be a multi-parter of course. And perhaps I'll even make small illustrations to go along with! Anyways that's all for now. Stay hydrated💫💫💫
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🍁Genshibli: Kazuha Edition🍁
🍁~~~~~~~~ Today's Prompt
What if Kazuha and Y/N were in Nausicaä: Valley of the Wind?
🍁~~~~~~~~ Reader's Gender
Female, She/Her
🍁~~~~~~~~ Background and Synopsis
A pejitian boy fleas from his nation after a death sentence was placed on his head for harnessing the power of the wind without permission. Soon after the nation is destroyed by the ohmu and with no home to return to he is forced to wander the world and avoid the jungle without any way to protect himself from the harmful gasses much to his dismay. Eventually he finds himself in the Valley of the Wind, a place where he can be in tune with nature and air as much as he pleases. One day on one of his adventures into the jungle to retrieve a plant for the princess, he finds a girl just outside the jungle running for her life from an enraged ohmu. Swooping her off the ground with his air craft, he brings her to safety. Just where did this unfamiliar girl come from?
TWs: Discriptions of wounds and deceased family.
(("So... what's your name?"))
The chirps of birds pierced the air as a breeze ruffled the blonde's hair. Having just returned from his short venture, Kazuha found himself patching up a girl who seemed to be not far off in age to him. Her (h/l) hair was a mess and turned up in every which way and her (s/c) skin was caked in dirt and bruises, yet her (e/c) eyes shown with a childlike quality almost as if internally she still was one.
(("R-Right! My name is (Y/N)!"))
She sputtered, accidentally jerking her hand causing the blonde man to spill the disinfectant all over it. She hissed to herself from the pain.
(("Well that's one way of cleansing a wound, tell me where to you come from (Y/N)?"))
Kazuha asked as he wrapped her hand in a bandage,
(("Very far away. Doesn't matter anymore though... the jungle got to it and I'm the only survivor. I tried to go back but the gasses were too thick for even my mask so I had to leave everything and everyone behind...."))
Her eyes seemed to loose some of that shine from before. It made sense now, her dirty clothes, messy hair- she must have been hungry and on the run for ages now. Without a home, without a family. Kazuha could sympathise.
(("You and I aren't so different. I come from Pejite."))
(Y/N) gasped, leaning forwards with curiosity,
(("The city that was overrun with ohmu? I heard they also lost their princess just shortly beforehand too I'm so sorry!"))
Kazuha simply shook his head with a soft smile,
(("My family was already dead beforehand and I was exiled anyways so I had no hope of returning regardless."))
(Y/N) frowned, sitting back again as Kazuha finished tying the bandage and stood up to place the roll of unused bandages in a cabinet.
(("It still can't feel very good. Say, where are we now uhhh... sir?"))
The blonde let out an air chuckle as he closed the cabinet door and sat back down next to (Y/N) to continue inspecting her for anymore wounds,
(("Kazuha, and we are in the Valley of the Wind."))
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Sorry it was short! I want to know if you guys like the idea of Genshibli! So if you guys like this idea I'll keep writing for it with more characters and crossovers! My ask box will be open for ideas but I won't guarantee I'll get to them immediately! Tbh, Kazuha being in NVW has been something swirling around in my mind for years now. I used to draw him and my oc Sakura as ex-pejitians all the time when I was bored lol I was thinking of doing The Cat Returns Lyney next! What do you guys think?
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I think the world needs to know that I am a serial Len stealer and kisser. Many people have lost their Lens to me and I have no intent of apologising of stopping. Your Len is mine. Hand him over so I may consume him politely. This is not a threat.
To the Lens.
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Lyney with a reader who has parental issues. Their guardian is a a serial guilt tripper and regularly plays victim for situations they put themself into. They take out their frustrations on the reader. They rant and rave late into the night and regularly berate the reader, then proceed to play innocent whenever they "try to get the reader help". They keep you on a leash by doing nice things for you and then using those deeds as a point of reference to yell at you about. You're just a kid, how are you to pay them back?
Lyney, the reader's classmate, learns about this one day when their guardian who just happens to conveniently be a teacher yells at them before class in the hallway because they forgot to turn in a single assignment. Lyney who feels his blood boil. Lyney who can't help but scowl during the entirety of the lecture at your guardian.
Lyney who invites the reader over as much as possible to his place. He knows it isn't the best but it helps. He knows it's hard to cut ties with someone you love, no matter how toxic. So instead of trying to rip you away from your guardian he simply gets you away from them as much as possible without you realising that's what he is doing.
Lyney who knows your guardian doesn't actually take your mental health seriously and only gets you help to save face. Lyney who knows how much you just want your guardian to shut up at least once and to stop blaming everything on you. Lyney who wants to help you so desperately but can't half the time.
Lyney who sees you after school everyday to bring you snacks and help you with your homework since he knows you struggle to finish it. Lyney who knows he struggles with math but tries to help you anyways. Lyney who practically tears his hair out whenever your guardian goes off on you before or during class.
Lyney who can tell when your guardian is guilt tripping you. He knows the signs all too well being a master of the art himself. Lyney who actively counteracts it. Lyney who knows your guardian better than they think he does. He isn't going to put up with this, after all, two can play at this game.
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