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frogchiro · 2 years

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in her arms, i am calm

so umm,, after the scrumptious surprise that mhy gave us in the form of the fatui harbingers, so as promised, I decided to write a little something for the man that literally made my poor brain shut down and go into stand-by mode, Pierro <3

as promised, I'm tagging the wonderful @jade-parcels, she has been and still is my biggest inspiration SINCE MONTHS, and you may know me under the anon alias Fish!🐡 :) many other people have been so kind and encouraging, so i decided to bite the bullet and make a grand reveal! i'm dedicating this to you darling jade, I really hope you and others will enjoy it as much as I did writing this! also this turned out way less dirty than I intended, but what can I say, I'm a whore for fluffy smut 😭

warnings: reader is +18 years old!! (indicated to be as old as childe but feel free to read it as you please!), fem!reader (reader is refered to as a female with female body parts), heavy NSFW themes, age gap, referenced violence (not against the reader), possible dark themes, also please note that I took HEAVY liberties regarding Pierro and the rest of the Harbingers lore as we literally know almost nothing about them, so please take this with a grain of salt ;)

маленькая-little one

Pierro prided himself on many things, from his bravery and prowess in battle that led him and his country to many victories over the many years he served the Tsaritsa, the countless riches he aquired and hoarded in his mansion, right up to being crowned the First Fatui Harbinger, the Pierrot, the right hand of the Tsaritsa, something he knew many would kill for.

Yet all of that paled next to you, the little beauty that captured his old but sharp as ever eyes. For the first time in...years Pierro was truly at loss of words, for the first time he just... didn't know. Why did you, little, young, naive you capture the eyes of the oldest, most prominent Fatui Harbinger? He knew you of course, how could he not; you were the Tsaritsa's personal handmaiden, her favourite. You always accompanied your Goddess wherever she took you, which was almost everywhere, and he watched you with his snowy, sharp eyes, watched as your own clear (e/c) ones watched and rapidly tried to take everything in, your curiosity and wonder almost being child-like and naive in his eyes.

'She's still young my friend, I think you forgot how it was being like her, cut her some slack would you~'

Came the rich, deep voice of Pantalone, his fellow Harbinger. Pierro only rolled his eyes in quiet annoyance as he continued to watch you as your beautiful eyes flittered across the sprawling ballroom being decorated for the upcoming ball, everyone working extra hard as the Tsaritsa herself decided to attend the preparations, her favourite girl in tow, dutifully following her Majesty and listening to her speech about something the blonde man couldn't care less, his eyes focused on you.

Reminiscing the not-so-long-ago past, Pierro was interrupted with a sweet sweet whine that came from under him and he was quickly focused back on the present and on you.

'I'm sorry маленькая, I got a bit lost in my thoughts and neglected you eh? We can't have that, can we?'

Pierro rasped in a deep rumbling voice that you could feel through his chest in your tummy, the man always made sure to keep you as close to himself as physically possible, in and out of bed.

'To keep the cold away', he would say, but judging by the faint fond look in his usually stony eyes you could tell it way an excuse to simply touch you, not that you nor he'd ever admit it.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the strong thurst that moved you up the bed a little and caused you to cling tightly to Pierro's broad back that you loved so much. Another lond whine escaped your mouth as the man above you grunted and you felt a particulary well aimed thrust hit your sweet sport head on. You knew that although Pierro would never admit this, he loved it when you were loud and vocal in bed, so you let go of all the remaining thoughts and just let yourself feel.

The lovemaking session lasted well into the night, only the blazing hot fire in the enormous fireplace, the bright starts and Moon in the dark sky and the tiny snowflakes being the witnesses to your passion.

Pierro was watching you all night; all your gasps, moans and groans of pleasure, the faces you made, all the little eye rolls and your little pink tongue sticking out a bit, he watched it all with rapt attention, wanting to burn all these images into his mind and treasure them forever. He came shortly after your orgasm, how could he not? Your perfect walls clenching tightly around his cock, milking him for all he's worth and the sudden wet gush he felt send the man over the edge and he allowed to loose himself in the earth-shattering pleasure. With the last few deep thrusts that you swore touched your deepest, most intimate parts, he came with a rumbling growl and let himself fill you up to the brim. You moaned weakly and flinched at the feeling of hot cum shooting against your poor battered cervix, but your lover was quick to hold you still with his strong arms, not allowing you to even move an inch away from his hips as he quickly leaned down to capture your lips with his, and you have to admit, for a man as stoic and ice-cold as him, his kisses were sure expressive.

After he parted his lips from you, Pierro let out a heavy breath that he swore felt as if a stone was lifted from his weary heart. He kept looking at you, happy, full and sated and terribly sleepy as you always were after a night like this, you sometimes would tease him that for a man his age he sure had the strength and stamina of a young stallion at which he would always roll his eyes and tell you to get lost.

But now, in the privacy of his chambers, he looked at you with a look of adoration and utter devotion, his pale eyes looking and capturing every little detail of your tired and sweaty face as your heavy pants mingled with each other, your lips almost touching as you smiled tiredly up at him before reaching out and cupping his face in your small soft hands, your fingers caressing his face, combing through his long golden hair and beard, mapping every single one of his features before bringing his face closer and closing the distance between you.

Contrary to the heavy, lustful kisses full of tongue and teeth in the heat of the moment, these kisses were slow, calm and full on emotions, lips delicately touching and moving, tongues barely grazing each other.

After some time of post-coital cuddles and affection and a bit of soft whispery talk, you finally let your tired eyes rest after cuddling up close to your lover, but all the raging thoughts came back to keep Pierro from sleep.

After placing you on his broad chest and tugging the numerous thick comforters and luxurious furs over you two and making sure you were snug and warm, he let his thoughts wander.

Pierro knew painfully well that you two were an odd pair to say the least, in fact it was a big fucking understatement. He was...well, him, The First Fatui Harbinger, the stronges of them all, The Pierrot, the terror that shook the very earth where he stood, and you were this innocent little thing that was way to curious and clever for your own good.

He was no poet nor a great bard that could sing endless songs and ballads dedicated to your beauty, so he just described you as 'stunning' yet he felt immensely frustrated to call you this one simple word.

The planes of your unmarked (s/c) soft and healthy skin, the tiny little spots and blemishes that made you distinctly you, your (h/c) hair, always so thick and shiny, he loves to touch it and comb his hands through when you sleep, your wide curious (e/c) eyes. But what draws him to you the most are your perfect full lips that he oh so loves to kiss and trace with his fingers, the smiles you give him and when you laugh at his dry non-existent humor are angelic to his ears.

Don't get him wrong, the ever vigilant Harbinger sees and hears all the whispers of soldiers and servants alike, he's painfully aware of the gossip and rumors, of them talking about what a big old brute wants with a beautiful young thing like you.

Pierro frowns and almost growls with frustration when he remembers all the times that unhinged ginger brat made a fool out of himself to gain your attention, but can he really blame him? You're both the same age or at least close to him, much closer than you are to Pierro, or the stone-cut Arlecchino has the faintest blush on her icy face when you bring her some document the Tsaritsa personally asked you to deliver, and Pierro is about to recall even more scenarios like this that make his blood boil but he felt you move against his side, your naked breasts squishing oh so deliciously against his scarred chest and just like this all the negative toughts are gone and instead are replaced with these strange warm fuzzy feelings he feels whenever he looks at you.

He decides that enough is enough, he can't afford a headache that will make him miserable and cranky, so he lets go of those dark frustrating thoughts and moves down so that your face is in hidden in his neck and he allows himself to comb his fingers through your hair. He breaths in deep, taking in your distinctive scent that mixed with his creating something new and wonderful, and so the gruff, cold and seemingly unapproachable Harbinger lets himself rest and succumb to a deep slumber with the one good thing in his long life safe in his arms.

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #genshin smut #fatui harbingers #fatui x reader #pierro x reader #fem reader

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scaranation · 1 year

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Hi! I saw that your requests are open. So, if it's possible, could you write one with genshin boys (preferably Xiao, Kazuha, Thoma, Alhaitham, Heizou) with an asthmatic S/O? As an asthmatic, I'd appreciate it! I really love your writing so I hope you’d consider my request, have an awesome day!

dhhdjdjdhdj this is so late but i’m just working thru my requests…

as a non-asthmatic i tried my best w researching for this but i’m sorry if i made some mistakes 😭 i attempted to make it as accurate as possible tho !! thanks for submitting this <33

༊*·˚ 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

ft. Xiao, Kazuha, Thoma, Alhaitham, Heizou

Content: fluff, overprotective genshin men <3

XIAO

This man is STRESSED. As in, definitely more stressed about it than you are - he’d make sure you weren’t in discomfort at any time, always checking up on you both verbally and through his cautious observation. He isnt used to taking care of himself, much less anyone else, but he'd definitely put in his all.

Xiao would probably be even more careful because it wasn’t a visible threat. He could fight off hoards of enemies for you, but what could he do to your airways? When he shared this with you, you only laughed and told him to stop being dramatic. He’d literally act the same way men do about menstruation but with your asthma - he’s trying his best, you just need to give him some time.

He’d be so careful, too - even with something simple, he’d stress so much over it.

“Oh, are you out of breath… Um… Should I stop?”

“That’s what happens when people kiss, Xiao.”

If you showed any sign of exertion, Xiao would be at your side immediately, checking you over for any indicators of discomfort. It was as though even the slightest stutter in your breath could summon him from wherever he was - he’d appear next to you without his name ever having left your lips. You’d definitely feel very safe and looked after by him, although the care was a little clumsy and overly cautious at times. Xiao was simply so cute, always fretting over you. Who knew the conquerer of demons could react in this way?

KAZUHA

Kazuha is definitely pretty relaxed. When you told him you were an asthmatic, he’d just nod and ask a little about what that entailed. He wouldn’t press the matter, but he’d remember everything you said. All your preferences, your physical limits - Kazuha would quietly note them down in his memory, keeping a soft gaze on you.

If you ever had an asthma attack, Kazuha would calmly stay by your side - after all, two panicked people wouldn’t lead to a better situation. He’d gently pass you your inhaler, guiding you through breathing activities between murmured reassurances.

“You’re doing great.”

“You’ll be okay.”

He wouldn’t hesitate to call for help if your condition worsened, careful not to let his concern show as he flashed you a seemingly relaxed smile.

As a wayfarer who spent most of his time on a ship, Kazuha felt a little guilty for forcing you into this outdoor lifestyle. However, you insisted on being with him, and it was only natural for him to cater to your every need.

THOMA

Thoma is definitely on top of everything. As a housekeeper extraordinaire and possibly the most kind-hearted person in Inazuma, you’re definitely in safe hands.

He’d always make sure your inhaler was either with you or him, immediately forcing you to rest if you seemed even the slightest bit exhausted. He’s a people-pleaser for sure, and would do everything in his power to ensure your comfort.

“Ah, is the window too wide? I forgot it was spring - is the pollen annoying you?”

“Hm, the weather’s quite humid today. Would you rather I fetch the groceries instead? You don’t need to come along if you don’t want to.”

“Hold on, don’t come in. I just need to air out the kitchen for a moment - I’ve cooked dinner, but it is a little smokey in here.”

He’s the sweetest person alive, always considering you before anything else. He’d send for help immediately if you had an asthma attack - internally blaming himself for being unreliable - and stay with you the whole time, making sure you were okay.

ALHAITHAM

As soon as he was aware of your condition, Alhaitham would read up on every source related to it. He’d memorise everything meticulously - symptoms, triggers, relief - by the next day, Alhaitham would practically be an expert.

He does it because he cares about you, of course. It’s just that he doesn’t know how to check up on you like a normal person, so he does it methodically (much to your amusement).

“I understand we’re in a dry area, how is your breathing? Once we get to our next stop, I’ll run a test for nitric oxide. Ah, and I have your medications here too.”

“We’re exploring the desert, not having a health checkup. I’m fine.”

“Safety protocol comes first. Tell me immediately if you have respiratory difficulties.”

It was a little uncanny how pragmatic the man was when it came to your health, but he just didn’t know how else to express it. He wasn’t good at comforting people - Kaveh always told him he was too blunt and tended to make reassurances sound like insults - and so Alhaitham could only resort to practiced formality. It was almost funny, how his monotone contrasted the concern pooling in his eyes.

Alhaitham was determined, at any cost, to keep you safe and healthy. After all, he wanted to be the only thing that could take your breath away.

HEIZOU

Heizou is quite a character, and so, when you told him you were an asthmatic, he treated it like a mystery. The scientific method was common in criminal investigations, and he used those same steps in ensuring the comfort of his lover.

Heizou identified the problem (very self-explanatory) first, before forming a hypothesis to gauge your asthma triggers. Of course, you knew of a few, but he needed solid evidence without endangering you. Heizou would sharply observe whenever you appeared to be short of breath, having your inhaler at the ready as he formulated a list of potentially hazardous situations to avoid. Call him overcommitted, but he knew it wouldn’t hurt to be prepared.

Although, in theory, Heizou had mapped out every facet of your condition unique to you, he’d be at a slight loss when you actually had an asthma attack. In fact, anyone would think he was the asthmatic, with the erratic way he’d start hyperventilating in panic alongside you.

“I didn’t draw a conclusion about animals being a potential trigger… This is an unforeseen factor…”

“Wait, here’s your inhaler. And your medication.”

(cough) “Why do you have my whole medicine cupboard with you?”

“Just in case. I’ll uh, call for help now.”

He’d be so nervous at his prevention methods not working, but he’d help you resolve the attack with his signature efficiency (after getting over his own mini panic attack, of course.)

Heizou would continuously learn and observe you, making sure he understood you as best as possible in order to cater for your asthma. He’d be a little shocked if things didn’t go according to his conclusions, but he’d definitely devote his everything to keeping you safe.

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fatuismooches · 2 months

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Random Dot analysis:

The interesting thing about Dottore is that while the most popular fanon about him is that his underlings fear him, canonically it's the complete opposite.

He deadass has an army of simps working for him, I had never ran into a Fatui NPC that has expressed fear about him, and instead they speak about him in reverence.

The most obvious one is during the AQ where a fatui agent expressed disappointment upon realising that Dottore would be leaving Sumeru soon, saying that he had only seen the lord once.

And it seems that Dottore actually talks to his subordinates often, especially when in the same conversation, the agents (who didn't know about the segment's existence thus not realising that they spoke to different versions of the Doctor) casually compared how their conversations went, one said that Dottore was dismissive while the other said he was all smiles.

The people who work for him are ridiculously dedicated, the fungi event with that one guy who for some reason - thought that a device that controls fungi would impress Dottore, he did all that to earn his recognition. (It would have been more impressive if the device controlled literally ANYTHING besides fungi, but eh whatever) Note: The guy has said in CN expressively something along the lines of "beloved/dear" lord, not the direct translation but it was affectionate.

Then there's that one dude who stayed behind after the (failed) aranara lure experiments, I don't remember much about him but I don't think he said anything bad about Dottore, other than saying that he had stayed behind because he felt responsibility to take care of the kids after subjecting them into a mission like that.

Cut to the two Fatui peeps on Mondstadt who gush about him after the Sumeru quest, and I'm pretty sure we met another fatui dude in the desert who decided to go against orders and go the extra mile of attempting to kidnap desert dwellers to present as test subjects to again - impress Dottore. I think this was a Jeht quest?

Oh, and in the manwha, it's briefly mentioned that Dottore does reward efforts handsomely.

Tldr:

Fanon - Dottore is cruel, he terrifies everyone who works under him and they always walk around eggshells with him.

Canon: Dottore gives high reward for efforts, he has too many simps that sings him praises and they're literally scrambling to be in the same room as him.

Conclusion, we need more dottore simps in fan content. Because not only is it more accurate, but its also funnier for Dottore to be followed by a hoard of fans.

ALRIGHT YOU HAVE ME THERE... I went back and reread the dialogue for the agents for when Dottore was leaving and phew you're right, lol now that i realize it's pretty entertaining!!

But now i have questions. How many agents know that Dottore has segments? The ones that do know, are they not allowed to spread this...? I'd think the news would be all over the recruits but I guess not. And I guess these segments are ridiculously similar physically/appearance wise too. 😭 And the ones that don't know, do they just think their Harbinger has multiple different personalities or something?? I need more NPCs talking about Dottore.

ELCHIGEN. THE FUNGI NPC GUY WAS SO FUNNY. I still have screenshots of when he spoke about Dottore omg, bro was DEDICATED. Literally created a whole scheme and put his life on the line just to get Dottore to notice him... i respect the energy tbh. I do wonder why he loved Dottore so much in the first place, i really think there's a lot more to his character than we've seen firsthand. I also went back and reread the other stuff you mentioned on the wiki and omg 😭😭 i cant believe i forgot this stuff happened, it's been so long since Sumeru 😭 it's so funny to think about how they're piling more crimes on themselves just for Dottore 😭 i wonder if he's aware of how favorable these agents view him?

Though I do think it may differ from segment to segment. Krupp was pretty scared of Webttore. It's also kind of funny to think people were more scared of Scaramouche than Dottore. 💀

You have me thinking many thoughts, and this has given me much brainrot, will keep in mind for future fics, i have been enlightened.

#smooches talks #dottore love notes <3 #this is fueling more dottore fanclub handbook content actually but them only praising you and dottore #“everything there is to know about our dear lord harbinger” I CAN SEE IT #they compliment things that shouldn't be complimented #this was a wonderful analysis thank u #also can i just say i love boattore #hes so cute yall

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riotlain · 1 year

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Could you write something of carl grimes x like half walker related again, sorry i really like the concept hsjahbs

womp womp

im sorry this is shortt😭😭 I FORGOT TO POSY THIS⁉️

NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Going On A Run With Carl!

Carls driving sorry you crashed atleast 1 car so💀💀

he likes to try and find gifts for you and then give em to you when yall get back

Like I mentioned in my previous post. Reader running through a hoard of walkers since they dont give a shit about them!!

Carl has a heart attack everytime you do it but anyways

Usually is holding your hand

Having competition on who can find sum cooler

"Check it!" *Holds up old ass comic* "Where'd you find that??"

You usually end up with a small scratch or something that you dont notice

Always checks for wounds when yall in the car and safe

Yall have probably made out in the car but anyways

You make walker noises to scare him sometimes when is just yall (It works)

#twd x reader #twd carl grimes #carl grimes x male reader #carl grimes x reader #twd x male reader #the walking dead x male reader #the walking dead x reader

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myfanfic-urfantrash · 19 days

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ohhh boy, i forgot about genshin, time to live up to my name with a nest hc for my favorite pyro boy: diluc ragnvindr, the man who literally swept me off my damn feet and made me switch up on his brother (sorry not sorry kaeya-)

okay, first thing’s first, i see diluc as a beta who disguises himself as an alpha or an alpha with omega like tendencies every now and then depending on the situation. for this, imma just stick with beta. NOW, i **know** this man is neat through and through, and his nest is the same. BUT instead of being on the bed, he makes it on the floor because he likes bigger nests bc of how his mom and dad used to make them when he was growing up to hold all of them. this man takes the biggest quilts he has, body length pillows, throw pillows, literally ANYTHING that’s a comfort fabric slash object is getting thrown in there. if he has a mate, they are not moving from that nest without him because he gets clingy whenever he’s not feeling like himself. diluc 1000% hoards his mate’s clothes and will fall asleep with their shirt either on a pillow he’s cuddling or wrapped around his arm to feel like he’s cuddling with them if they’re not around

- messy nest (damn, a/b/o really is the thing that’s cured my writer’s block 😭)

Back at it again with the best takes messy nest anon! :D

Beta Diluc being seen as an alpha is big brained.

cw: omegaverse

Beta Diluc doesn't nest often but when he does his nests are so comfortable and practically an omega's dream nest with how large and soft everything is. I imagine it's like a huge pillow fort with pillows lining the floor with the biggest quilt covering them and the larger body pillows with throw pillows on top. The man's rich he can have as many pillows as he wants and stacks them as high as possible all around the area, he has a couple of chairs to hold up the top blanket to make nice canopy it's gorgeous.

Anything soft that belongs to his mate is now inside his nest no exceptions. Scarves, shirts, pants, their own sheets even are all going inside the nest. His mate doesn't mind too much as long as everything is returned eventually but with a nest this comfortable I don't think they'll care to get their stuff back.

Like you said he cuddles with a pillow wrapped in their clothes or with their clothes wrapped around his arm to feel like they're there with him. Doesn't mind if his mate is a beta as well and doesn't have much of scent he's taking whatever he can get. Since he doesn't nest often I'd see that it's either when he's sick, something pretty big happened, or he's just missing his mate. I think Adeline used to help him build his nests when his parents were out for work sometimes and couldn't be around when he needed comfort.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact a/b/o #diluc x reader

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andypantsx3 · 2 years

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a lil smth for u andy <3

* * *

there’s a suspicious assortment of farmer’s market goods waiting for you on your office desk.

farmer’s market, because the plastic wrapping is logo-less and soft—crinkling with hardly a note of familiar store-branded sturdy crispness. farmer’s market, because you can even recognize this specific shape and smell of bag: earthy and papery with serrated edges.

“what the…?”

for a moment, you think someone has just dumped their morning shopping there for you to guard—hoarding someone’s treasure trove of fruits and vegetables by proximity and convenience until they dare to show their faces.

there’s a little bouquet of flowers, too, neatly arranged in one of the office mugs, the stems too long to fit. the blossoms droop and tilt, but they’re vibrant and sweet-smelling. there’s a note attached, but you don’t dare touch it, no matter how the curiosity eats at your resolve, coaxing your fingers to twitch out and reveal the text to your eyes.

“is there something wrong?” a low voice questions, rumbling the air between you and the speaker, a familiar, spine-tingling cadence that has your throat going dry.

shouto looks handsome, as he always does. blinks at you with his two-toned gaze, deceptively innocent, for the way he’s gazing at you: the intensity and expectation of someone who’s waiting for the punchline of a joke, or a poorly-kept surprise to make its’ appearance.

“nothing,” you say after finding your voice. “it’s just,”—and you gesture helplessly to the bags and bags of produce—“do you think someone forgot their groceries?”

his mouth quirks, and you hate him a little for how handsome it makes him look, for the way his bangs shadow the his strong brow, the gentle slope of his cheeks and nose. there’s a hint of ear from between those strands of hair, peeking out from the tomato red curtain of them.

“you said you wanted vegetables,” he says, hardly even batting an eye. “they’re for you.”

“i—” denial is quick on your tongue, but then you remember: you did say that. or at least something similar. remember joking about it with the receptionist, complaining about how the price increase would be the death of you—long before the next head-ache inducing incident between shouto’s unfiltered mouth and the reporters that love him could take its' toll. “i was just kidding,” you say eventually, meekly. hardly convincing.

shouto’s head tilts. “they’re for you,” he repeats. “are they not enough?”

hate him. i hate him, you think mindlessly, lying to yourself as you smile and try to arrange the bags in a less conspicuous area of your office. who goes out to buy bags of vegetables for someone voluntarily? even just to be nice?

todoroki shouto. that’s who.

ITS PERFECT OMG I AM SOBBING

OMG I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 😭😭😭

Omg the way you described everything was perfect, I could literally smell the bag and see the flowers lilting dangerously out of the side of my office mug. And SHOUTO?????? Holy shit, you made him so annoyingly handsome with the undertone of sweet but also little shit that I absolutely love. And this part???

“is there something wrong?” a low voice questions, rumbling the air between you and the speaker, a familiar, spine-tingling cadence that has your throat going dry.

I like, PHYSICALLY FELT THIS, omggggggg. This incredible and your writing is incredible and you are incredible. This will literally live in the back of my brain for my whole lifetime!!!!!!!!

I am obsessed with this and I am obsessed with you, thank you!!!!!!! 🥺💕✨

#this is my everything omg #thank u!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#bnha fic recs #also why do i feel like i recognize this writing #have i read u before or are u just speaking to me on such a spiritual level that it feels familiar #who are u #fic recs

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just-a-tiny-goldfish · 4 months

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3, 4, 11, 29, 30, 41 and 47 for Oro and Marcos? If you'd like pretty please 😊

Of course iggybird 💕💕💕

3. How often do they show their genuine emotions to others versus just the audience knowing?

Marcos might as well be an actor someone get him a Oscar—all his interactions are basically scripted, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t overcome with emotions out of nowhere, he’s pretty sentimental so tears happen often.

Oro is very genuine—she doesn’t make it a point to hide many of her feelings. She doesn’t say what she feels often(probably because she is unaware of what she is feeling) but it’s pretty obvious in her actions.

4. What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss?

Oro: collecting, I’m sure she still hoards things but there’s less feeling behind it now that there’s a surplus of things she can get a hold of, where as sidestep everything she kept had a lot of sentiment behind it.

Marcos: journaling, involves way too much self reflection, good for sidestep Marcos getting to know himself bad for someone suppressing bad things—singing, he probs still does it in the shower tho lol

11. If someone was impersonating them, what would friends / family ask or do to tell the difference?

For Marcos, start crying over how cute a animal is or over a dead plant. (He would be embarrassed but find it endearing)

For Oro, throw a tantrum over not getting their way. (She would be embarrassed and be angry)

29. How do they respond when someone doesn’t believe them?

Honestly? Marcos would be be a little taken aback, flabbergasted honestly. Really hurt. But he will definitely throw in a cheeky ‘i told you so’ when the other person comes around. But no hard feelings.

For Orellia? She would be angry but in a much colder way? resigned really, she expected it.

30. When they make a mistake and feel bad, does the guilt differ when it’s personal versus when it’s professional?

Marcos—yes. Professionally guilt is less—I’m sure he’s done some questionable things...

If it’s a personal matter…I don’t think he will function right afterwards, guilt will wake him up in the middle of the night.

Oro has no difference. If she feels guilty about something it won’t matter much wether it’s professional or personal. She probably won’t understand why she feels bad tho.

41. What phrases, pronunciations, or mannerisms did they pick up from someone / somewhere else?

Julia—little bby chicks the both of them.

Marcos got her taste for alcohol—oro got her ‘never afraid courage’ persona

47. Who have they forgotten about that remembers them very well?

Iggybird this one was hard 😭

Marcos—omg i don’t know??? Probably just random citizens he goes out of his way to help? He does it a lot—I mean, he probably forgot that Regene im rebirth by now that he helped? But im sure they haven’t forgotten him.

Oro, maybe—spoon? I think she forgets Chen has a dog everytime she sees him. I’m sure spoon remembers her well though, she smells delightfully like a snack to him :3

#oro inching away from spoon while he tried to get into her jacket pocket for the candy she has in there #she’s just staring at Chen the whole time like ‘help me’#IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG—I had it in my drafts! I just couldn’t decide on that last question 😭🫣

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sunshinetundra · 1 year

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Scrolling tumblr at 3am and suddenly realising I may be able to afford some genes for a project after all 😭🧡

I completely forgot they were downtime rewards and not just regular items, I'm so glad I never accidentally sold or deleted them... I was panicking because I couldn't find them in my hoard but thankfully, they are in my vault (along with like 2 pages of green satin tunics?? Idk what I was doing years ago hdsfsfstusje)

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the-blackholeus · 2 years

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OMG I DIDNY EVEN REALISE YHAT YOU RELPLIED TO MY COMMENT THANM YOU!! But I literally have this thought on my mind everyday and if ofc it’s not too much trouble read Away! ((This is obvs just added info and you don’t need to read or even follow it,it’s just my thoughts,your writing is so satisfying I couldn’t be the slightest upset!)

So the thought is that, the male dovahkiin is like a typical delinquent boy? He’s harsh,easily annoyed and hates being looked down upon and will test his strength and wouldn’t even think before throwing a punch at somebody,and is the sort to rather die than show a shred of emotion despite anger,like full on run away and never show his face again🥲 And then a daedric prince comes for whatever reason(probs the dovahkiins lil pazaz) and they are soulmates,like instant boom omg you smell like heaven I need you?👹👍(this is harder to write down than I thought😅) idk where I’m going with this but I have this thought of just an overly possessive daedric prince(literally whatever one) and them trying to hug the dovahkiin in bed coz of like some inner instincts to have him in bed and them having to force and lay on the dovahkiin(loving the contact ;)) and the dovahkiins protesting,thrashing around insulting them.

I literally have no idea I jsut love the dynamic of a stubborn person and a usually menacing and terrifying person being an absolute puppy with the other 🤨 please,once again,ignore this if it’s too confusing it honestly hurts my brain aswell!😭 but it feels nice to get my thoughts down either way(this is more of a ramble tbh)

Thank you and I luv u <3333

I am so incredibly sorry that this took forever. I kind of forgot about this story because I wanted to add more Daedra and it kind of slipped out of existence for a while. I only found it again because I opened another document to work on some recent requests...I'm such an idiot.

I hope you can forgive me and still enjoy the story.

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Hermaeus Mora

Hermaeus Mora, one, if not the most powerful Daedra in existence, had honestly forgotten that he had a soulmate at all.

To him, the collection of knowledge and hoarding the secrets of the world was far more important than to find the mate that destiny had intended for him. He had never questioned who they were, what their name was, which species they belonged to, and generally never wasted a thought on what he would do when he would be confronted with them. Instead, he had focused entirely on his champion Miraak, which had consumed more and more of his time as soon as this foolish Nord had begun to overstep his boundaries.

But of course, defying fate is never that easy. Not even for the very creature that could change it to his favor, and as such one day the youngest Dragonborn, a fierce male Nord, appeared in his realm, Apocrypha.

He had slashed himself through his servants, torn them into pieces with minimal effort, found his books in record time, and won the battle with his former favorite servant with frightening ease, claiming the title as the strongest Dovahkiin in existence, leaving the broken and bleeding body to its master, who disposed of it as if it was nothing but a useless pile of flesh with no worth, gifting this powerful mortal with the weapon and the clothes that once belonged to the now dead man.

But of course, Hermaeus Mora wasn’t one to let the opportunity to claim a new and better champion slide. Intrigued by the raw power and rage the other showed and acted upon, he wanted to have this individual in his collections of most unique servants. Desiring to study this exceptional creature, the Daedra made an offer that the male Nord could not decline, promising to give him all the knowledge he could ever want and move freely through the world as long as he would never act against his interest and complete some simple tasks once in a while. And apparently, the current only living Dragonborn was just as much of an opportunist as himself, for he quickly agreed.

But…despite having him in his ranks, powerful and almost all-knowing deity wasn’t satisfied. Of course, it was delightful to watch him, his way of battling so very interesting that the mass of eyes and tentacles even interrupted his studying and watched, no matter how basic and unimportant the fight seemed to be, but…it wasn’t enough. It wasn’t enough to satisfy this strange longing in him. It wasn’t enough to silence the voice in his mind that had begun to speak to him shortly after he had taken the other under his wing. It wasn’t enough for…him.

He wanted the Nord to be close. To have him around when he read and wrote, to teach him about Skyrim’s history and where he had influenced it, maybe even to discuss new spells that the divine being was working on and using his feedback to improve them further. He wanted not just to be his master, but also his companion. His friend even. And that led him to behave in a very unusual way.

He was definitely kinder to the Dovahkiin than he was to the rest of his underlings, which he considered as worthless slaves. His words were not as degrading, the riddles that he liked to throw upon the poor souls that dared to enter his domain to thrive them insane and trap them forever and ever had reduced to a minimum, and he even offered to help him on his quest to obtain all shouts, granting him a map with all the locations that he needed to go to, and giving him hidden clues how to find those who were hidden from plain sight. Of course his friendliness was met with suspicion at first. Hermaeus Mora was known to be a tricky creature, who slowly manipulated people into thinking his way, taking over their minds and forcing them to serve him by making crave more and more knowledge, thriving them absolutely mad and keeping them as trophies afterward. As such the male did not take to his actions too kindly at first, fearing that it was all just an attempt to make him end up like Miraak. But as time passed, their partnership grew tighter, and the Nord slowly began to trust him a little.

At least enough to accept an offer to assist him in treating the wounds that he carried from battle with an Ancient Dragon, which had taken him by surprise and managed to injure him heavily.

And it was then, when the Daedra wrapped his bleeding lower arm, they discovered the truth.

It turns out that the that the Dovahkiin carried around a strange mark he had since birth. A mysterious, eye-shaped symbol that was carved into his flesh, not paling nor fading no matter how many years passed or how many times the skin was cut. It had…shocked the deity so much that he had let go of his champion altogether, leaving him to wonder why he had suddenly decided to let him tend the rest of his wounds himself, and of course also letting a snarky remark pass his lips as well.

But that all had suddenly stopped when he saw that Hermaeus Mora looked at him like he was something absolutely alien, something bizarre, something which’s reality he couldn’t grasp… Never before had he seen the Daedric Prince seem so…lost. It was a sight that had honestly made him nervous…

But that uneasy feeling passed as soon as the immortal began to explain what he had just discovered, revealing the reason they, no matter how much distrust the powerful warrior had towards him, were always drawn to one another.

He had revealed that they…were soulmates. Lovers by destiny.

It all somehow escalated from them on. The Dovahkiin couldn’t exactly remember what happened, but all he knew that unknown instincts that rested within him suddenly awoke, and yearnings that he didn’t even know he had been finally calmed as he and the all-knowing creature became one, giving not only their souls to one another, but also their bodies.

The pleasure that they were experiencing was beyond anything both of them had ever felt. Finally, Hermaeus Mora understood why so many of his brethren lowered themselves to such animalistic desires, for the ecstasy he felt was better than any acquiring of knowledge, or the joy he felt when he killed a traitor. It was a whole new feeling that he yearned to explore further, to know more about, and ever since, their physical bonding happened regularly.

Just like last night.

By the next morning, the Dovahkiin was sore. His entire body hurt from receiving the love and affection from the Daedra, causing him to groan lowly as he awoke. Carefully, he blinked his eyes open, and moved his hands to rub the sleep out of them before stretching himself and rubbing his face. He sat up, letting his fingers run through his hair and scratching the back of his neck, glancing to his right. He stared down upon the massive form that laid next to him, curled up into a ball, still slumbering deeply despite lacking the need for it, studying his figure that was oh so familiar to him.

This being was no other than Hermaeus Mora himself, who had changed into a humanoid form to ease the process of bonding. He had given himself the form of an over eight feet tall lean man. His hipbones showed, and ribs poked out from his deathly pale yet flawless skin, which had a tint of grey to it, fitting well into the realm of Apocrypha. Despite that, strong muscles rested underneath his soft flesh, giving him a toned stomach as well as strong arms, connected to large, thin-fingered hands ending with long, razor-sharp black claws. His jaw was sharp, his face laced with lines that spoke of middle-age (not that it mattered, he was immortal after all, but it fit him well), and hanging from his skull was astonishing beautiful, incredibly long void-black hair, which covered almost the entire bed. If he stood, it reached floor, and if he walked, it’d drag behind him for around three feet. Not rarely, he was cleaning the floor with it unless the Dragonborn would braid it. A ritual that had deepened their bond even more over time.

The Dovahkiin felt a small smile form on his lips, and after looking around to see if he was truly unobserved, he dared to raise his hand, and let his fingers run through those soft locks, feeling their texture on his rough fingertips. He watched as these beautiful features twitched and changed, and a low groan came from the Daedra’s throat as he curled up more, not awakening from the skin-to-skin contact but rather diving deeper into the world of dreams. The mortal snorted at the display and shook his head in disbelieve before beginning to rob out of bed, planning to go to the recently created bathroom to bathe, hoping the warm water would ease his aching muscles.

But before he could do so, he suddenly felt two massive arms warp around him, and pull him back onto the bed, forcing him to fall back and onto the soft sheets.

The Dragonborn grunted in surprise as he fell back onto the soft sheets. He was pulled against the ice-cold deity’s chest, and a large head nuzzled into the back of his neck, long hair tickling him wherever it reached. “HEY!”, the powerful mortal complained, glaring furiously as his lover’s tongue ran over skin, and soothed the swollen flesh that had suffered dearly during their intercourse.

“Hmm…My lovely champion.”, Hermaeus Mora rumbled deeply, and pressed a kiss to his jaw. “Where do you think you are going?”

“Bathing.”, the mortal spoke matter-of-factly, and attempted to free himself from the iron-grip the other had on him, not minding the long claw, which could unintentionally hurt him should he move in any wrong way.

He heard the Daedra huff gently, and he leaned upwards, red eyes meeting two dark-green, goat-like orbs glazed over with sleep, clearly still exhausted from yesterday. “And what makes you think that I will let you go?”, he asked, crocking his head to the side, the pointy ears twitching slightly just like a dog who had heard an unfamiliar sound. “This bed is comfortable, you are wonderful to hold, and I refuse to simply let you slip through my grasp. You are mine, Champion, mine alone.”

The strong-willed male growled furiously at those words, attempting to break himself free once more. “F-fuck you!”, he hissed, and showed his sharpened teeth, his fierce temper coming through from being denied something so basic. “Let me go, you tentacle face! I need a bath, and like hell I’m going to let you prevent me from doing that!!”

Unimpressed by the insults his champion threw at him, the Daedra simply pulled him closer, and curled up around him, interwinding their legs and trapping him underneath his huge, ice-cold body. The legendary being groaned as the impressive weight pressed down upon him, writhing furiously in hopes that he could push him off of him. But once again, to no avail. He was trapped, restrained, and absolutely helpless, something he hated more than anything other in the whole wide world.

The shout that tore from his throat resembled the roar of a dragon, and he pulled all strength together, attempting to finally free himself one last time.

At first, it seemed that he would finally be successful, frightened by the thundering sound so close to his sensitive ears, the immortal pulled back with a hiss, and covered them with his hands. Using the moment of surprise, the Dragonborn jumped from the bed, and ran towards the bathroom, hoping that he had stunned the other male long enough to reach it. But unfortunately for him, he had forgotten how quickly Hermaeus Mora was in composing himself, and before he could make any real progress, he was grabbed and pulled back, tucked into strong arms. A long, lean body curled around him, and a head rested on top of his own.

He was trapped again, the grip far stronger and more demanding than before.

With a frustrated sigh, the powerful mortal gave up. He slumped back against the cold form behind him, feeling the cool skin against his own heated one, and made himself comfortable in the forced embrace. "Fine...", he grumbled, and crossed his arms, a humiliated expression on his face. "You won, asshole! I give up."

"A wise choice.", his mate grumbled quietly, already slipping back into the world of dreams.

"But after you're done cuddling me to death, I'm going to take a shower!", the Dovahkiin hissed, turning as much as he could to face the Daedra. "And don't you dare to hold me back then!"

"Fine. I guess that is only fair after I gruesomely forced you to spend time with your loved one.", the long-haired being huffed sarcastically, a thin smile on his lips. "Now, go back to sleep. We still have hours before you must awaken for your journey, and I intend to use every second faith has given us."

His consort growled, whispering something under his breath that the immortal did not bother to catch. But soon after, he felt the other relax against him, the strong chest rising and falling with even in- and exhales. His eyes were closed and face relaxed, finally exposing the beauty ehich always hides behind that scowl of his.

The Daedra felt victory bloom in his chest, and he leaned over to press a soft kiss to his champion's forehead, feeling the messy hair tickle his skin, before setting down once more, a smile on his thin lips as he drifted off to sleep as well.

#hermaeus mora #The Elder Scrolls #hermaeus mora x reader #requested

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lovelykhaleesiii · 1 year

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not but because bestie, oh gods, I love your brain as well.

like he'd definitely be also cat-like once he rescued you, leaving you silly gifts which come from his hoard, like some pretty jewels, flowers - which ends up burned -, the balls of the lord who tried to forced himself onto you.

and you once catch him, because you are curious about your secret admirer and he's like all bashful and trying to stay turned but you are so sweet and you... don't mind him. he even lets you pet him and he fucking purrs.

(also I forgot: he definitely has wings! they can be retracted, when he isn't working with them, but he is constantly posturing with them once you two get closer).

AHHH BOO YOU’RE KILLING ME… omg I’d have to take the wings out in my mind cause it’ll freak me out HAHAHAHA sorry 😭😭😭😭

but he’d literally kill the man, no remorse !!!!

lord have mercy, I need this freaky man right now 🥵

#aegon ii targaryen #aegon ii targaryen asks

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deepspacedukat · 2 years

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Hewwo. I bring news from the kingdom!

I looked at the wiki by mistake and I only have 3 episodes left and they do not seem happy to me and now I am sad.

However, I do have good news (if a friend can recommend a friend unfinished fanfics THE HORROR). Both are on AO3 and they are Emigre by IndignantLemur and Tradition(s?) by IDIC26 (?). Fantastic both of them, though I think they have misspelled Keval as Kelev in the second one. But I can’t even remember correct titles and names of authors so I really can’t judge. I literally misspell everything my poor spell check 😭😭😭

Please reward yourself with andorians (not Shran 😭) when you finish your chapter 💜💜💜💜💜🧸🧸🧸🧸🧸 Hydrate and Feed the brain meat! It’s very important.

-Horta-in-Charge

Aww, friend, I’m sorry! At least once you’re done you’ll have all the info on plot stuff and be able to pick and choose what you keep.

Though unfinished they may be, I will 1000% give them a read once I’ve posted Chapter 6! Thank you so so much for thinking of me enough to recommend fanfics!!!! 🥺💖🧸 Those both sound so intriguing! *hoards the fics like a dragon*

I promise I shall keep the brain meat in good condition! Literally almost forgot to eat lunch, so thank you for the reminder! Gonna nom a snack real quick then continue writing.

ILY Horta! Thank you!!!! 💜🧸💜🧸💜🧸💜🧸💜🧸💜🧸💜

#deepspacedukat asks #horta in charge

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hanafubukki · 2 years

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Convert Anon💜 here!!

He’s named after the cat from the Smurfs :D whose name was Asriel :D (which i believe is named after the angel of death?)

And it was also after we fought about my stickers that my old laptop has and went to her because it had battery issues and was heating up a lot and so my old laptop went to her with all my cool stickers TwT

But it got solved and then she got presents so it’s a win win for both of us

And i promise to not over do it!! I will do what I can within my abilities!!

I forgot about the cat from Smurfs! Lolol I watched the original cartoons and never watched the new movies so I completely forgot. And yes! You’re right! Azreal is also the name of the angel of death.

Noooo not the cool stickers 😭😭😭 I’m the type that hoards my stickers and when I used them, I use them to the fullest and akdnsjsndd but I’m glad that it got solved between the two of you 👏🙌💕

Convert Anonie 💜 I would believe you about not over doing it…but I see an ask where you got hurt again…so i can’t believe you 😭😭

#answered #anonie ask #💜convert anon

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archesa · 2 years

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No need to answer with all at once, but.. tree mom, queen jennah, eir, Trahearne, and canach for the bingo :3c - moonlit-grove

Oh wow!! These are great 🤩😁🥰

Tree Mom 🌺

I wish we'd see more of her! That's what I mean by "I forgot they existed" 😭 She's barely been present, story-wise, since Heart of Thorns, and she's got such a potential, even just as a lore development tool! What did become of the sylvari at large after Mordremoth's death? How is the Nightmare faring with their Grand Duchess gone, are their beliefs still as deeply rooted after the awakening of Mordremoth? Does the Pale Tree have sequela from the attack of the Shadow? (Is she just busy Dreaming Trahearne back to life?)I want to know, ArenaNet! Stop hoarding our sylvari ArenaNet! Give 'em back!!

Yasss Queen 👑 Jennah

I like her but do let have much to say about her 😅

Accidentally made a clone of her for my very first character and HC her as her daughter, Eir 🏹🐺

I don't have much to say about Eir, unfortunately 🤔

My fern husband Trahearne 🌱

Do I really need to state how much I adore him? 🥰 If they were real, I'd marry them? Basically did! 😁💐

My favourite Cactus, Canach 🌵

Love Canach! 🌵 He's a prick! But I adore him! Every chapter without Canach is not a good chapter 😅 I miss him! However... Canach, dearest, what is it with the suit? I understand why you'd wanna rub your success in Anise's face, but... The suit! I'm not sure if I like or hate it...

#canach #trahearne #eir stegalkin #queen jennah #pale tree #archesa answers

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zwei-rhunen · 1 year

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Squeenix why do u do dis to me D:

Someone tell the lalafells that there's an untapped market to be had! Level 35-48 jewelry is the latest trend!

A once in a lifetime gil-gathering endeaver for your local, aspiring venture capitalist!!!!

.... in other news, I've been prepping myself for jewelery-crafting shenangians, which means clearing out my inventory LOL

But I got too invested and this time I took the time to research alot of the stuff that I've been hanging onto, and it turns out they're really easy to get later if i really wanted them back.

Most of it was either crafting materials (i thought they were turn-in tokens bc they looked special) or they were things that were fairly inexpensive to buy off other people if I wamted to do that in the future. I'd kept alot of things bc I wasn't as familiar with the UI/the game as i am now back when I tried downsizing in the past. Like I'd hold onto alot of junk bc for example, I'd research about this cool shiny item. and it'd start out so innocently lol.

I'd be like,

"oh I can use this to craft neat gear! Well I'll hold onto it bc i want to do that soon"

but then itd quickly spiral into

"oh, well I need a master crafting tome of X level, and to get that I need to collect these things. Okay that's doable. But wait, to do THAT, I first need to level up these 2 jobs so i can craft/gather the ingredients, alright.. (goes to level up the jobs) ...oh. i don't even have access to the zone that I need to collect those materials in, so then ACTUALLY I need to do the MSQ up to THIS point. Damn, thats kinda devastating bc I just spent all this time leveling lmao. Well, I got this far and i dont want to just toss these items, so ill just hang onto them for now

And then eventually I forgot about the details related to those items, but I remember how let down I felt while dealing with them so i just put it off and eventually they blurred into the clutter of the other stuff going on in my inv/I got invested into other goals lol

But now I've gotten better at asking the right things like "is this item rare? Where is it dropped? What is it used for, is it for crafting or a token or smth else? Also, does an NPC vendor ask for this in return for something cool? Could i buy this item on the MB later on?"

Whereas before, I'd just be like "okay. what can i use this for?? " And then I wouldn't see any crafting use for it, so I'd just toss it, and then 10 mins later id go to Mor Dhona and realize DANG IT was a TOKEN, i coulda traded that for smth interesting!! And it seems like a PITA for me to get again 😭 .....so thus began my hoarding :)

can't regret what you don't discard! lmfaooo

Also said screw it and sold off most of my food bc I realized by the time I worked thru all those edibles, id probably have a sub and would be able to buy HQ food really easily. Like, I'd been holding onto the food from when I had brute-force-leveled CUL to 50, and I'm still gonna have like ~200 hours worth of exp lmao.

I also actually, seriously reviewed the differences in food stats for once in my life (this deserves so much praise tbh bc I do not care for their details as long as I'm getting the exp buff lmao) and realized my level 15 HQ food is useless to hang onto bc my lvl 40 normal foods are still way better, and all this other info that's probably common knowledge lmao (and ik i CAN get more efficient with this if I prioritized food with stats that align with which jobs I'm gonna main for now but um. this is far as I care to go into the weeds with food details for now lmaooo like... no. stop thats too much to worry abt for me 😭😂😂 i mean like, i know (i think i know?) Strength and determination for tank, spell speed/piety for casters, skill speed for dps bc it just sounds like it makes sense lol. So like ill half-assedly try and pick the best stat buff food but its not really smth tht im overly concerned abt atm tbh. Maybe later at a higher level but for now everything seems to be okay without needing to suffer over the details)

So I sold off a buncha stuff off to an NPC and now i have a whole page and a half of space. I'm so excited!

I also reviewed the clutter in my chocobo sidebags and finally traded in the ancient gear drops to Rowena and sold off some faded maps that i realized are really common and can get again later lol

I'd have more space but i think I can use those few items up in the short term so it's just a waiting game for moar space uwu

But, yeah!!

✨️ A page and a half of inventory!! ✨️

I haven't had this much space ever since probably the MIDDLE of doing the main 2.0 MSQ!! xD

#lmao #zwei writes

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