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kroosluvr · 5 months
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Life's beauty is like a myriad of flowers, and I want to pluck the one that never wilts.
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ginnungagay · 21 days
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you can't present the idea of 'dream drinks what may have interesting effects on people' and expect me to be normal about it. get champagne'd idiot. happy mermay
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chiricat · 2 months
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acheswan 🔥
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czqy · 1 month
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imbibitor lunae & the divine foresight in the 2.2 trailer — “then wake to weep”
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starcurtain · 3 months
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Trying to explain in the group chat why Ratiorine has me in a death grip and I couldn't find the words so I just sent Little Prince quotes.
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“What does that mean — to tame?”
“It means to establish ties. To me, you are still nothing more than a little boy who is just like a hundred thousand other little boys. And I have no need of you. And you, on your part, have no need of me. To you, I am nothing more than a fox like a hundred thousand other foxes. But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. To you, I shall be unique in all the world…please, tame me!”
“I want to, very much,” the Little Prince replied, “but I have not much time. I have friends to discover, and a great many things to understand.”
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Absolutely "You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed"-coded ship, my goodness.
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bitong233 · 4 months
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巨大桑博💋💋💋
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argentiluver · 3 months
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Dr. Ratio with a dense G/N! scholar reader headcanons! - (Honkai: Star Rail)
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I feel like it’s obvious where this is gonna go to anyway…
Ratio has literally never met someone so dense and slow in his entire life
You can imagine his reaction when he heard you’re also a scholar despite your slowness
Tbh, the moment he heard you say “The Earth is flat” he already knew he was going to combust by the end of the day
Not only was your logic stupid to him, but so were your questions…
There was literally this one time you asked if chocolate milk actually comes from brown cows with a dead serious look, completely oblivious to the look of absolute disbelief Ratio was sending you.
“You really think chocolate milk comes from brown cows…?”
“It doesn’t?!”
“…”
He lost all hope for you (he never had any in the first place)
It’s like you can be smart at times, but you’re just too lazy…
Yeah, that had to be it…Or how else were you even capable of becoming a scholar? One that was a little less famous than him however, but he wasn’t surprised
There was this one time he tried to tutor you, and it ended with him storming out of the room while you watched cluelessly, confused on what you did wrong
Not even his strictness was enough, you were just flat-out dense. He nearly ripped his own hair out once
You also tended to get pretty distracted, always randomly halting to a stop when you’re with Ratio to watch a butterfly fly past you in awe
Ratio usually had to storm back over and drag you away by your collar. It’s happened more than once, he’s used to it by now, but it’s still annoying when he looks back and you’re not even there
When he notices you’re not behind him anymore is when you go oddly quiet, and your stupid questions suddenly stopped
You’re like a troublemaking child and he’s the stressed parent, except he’s this close to disowning you
Sometimes he doesn’t even know why he bothers to stay around you, but there was just something about how you slowly turn to face him when someone explains something with big words, needing him to clarify it a little less complicated
Aeons…He wouldn’t even be able to stand still if he saw you going up to some other dimwit for their help…He’s practically the only one you’ve got!
But of course, you were oblivious to this, too fixated in your own odd thoughts to notice Ratio’s change in behavior
You had him slowly warming up to you, and you didn’t even have the slightest clue…!
Sorry if Ratio seemed OOC! This idea randomly came to mind, and I just threw in anything I thought of 😭 I might try to make a Jing Yuan story next or just these platonic Ratio hc’s. I might not do the Ratio one tho
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hayilium · 1 month
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Gallagher waiting for Sunday ajsjdd
I made this from a trending meme!
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flower-yi · 2 months
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(just sending the ask again bc tumblr crashed when I send it orz, so I'm sorry if it shows up double!)
hii, its octopus/viioletnoir from ao3 :> just read your new chapters, and for the prompt thingy, may I request nr. 36 with Bladie please? ♡♡
I hope you have a wonderful day!!
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36. Helping brushing their hair after a shower. | "One summer, I taught myself how to announce in Latin to the world that I wanted nothing at all, when, in truth, I was desperate to be heard, understood, loved; my name a warm memory; There was the wind and the ocean, and in it there were whales that lowed in the darkness like the onset of collapse; There was this dark will, and what could I say but my name and what hurt?" All I Know, Paul Guest
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It is sudden, and it is new: the image of Blade sat in front of a dresser, reflection showing you behind him. His hair is wet, damp from a shower, and his normally pale skin flushes with a hint of crimson—some sort of sign that he’s alive, but barely.
You admit it’s strange. Blade is not one to be… coddled like this, but sometimes, for how predictable he is, he can be spontaneous.
“You look nice.” Blade feels nice in your embrace, arms wound gently around his shoulders; tiptoe barely helping in reaching him. He is silent, like always—only ever making a sound as a response, and this time, the noise that leaves him is warm.
When you look at the mirror, his eyes has slipped close and a pleasant air wafts around him.
Oh, you can’t help but comment on it. “A shower can get you like this, huh? Mm, well… I like it. It suits you.”
It hangs in the air, your compliment. You don’t divulge further that he looks alive like this, few minutes out of the shower, because Blade, right now, has a countenance of someone normal—someone you’d see in the streets and not regret knowing.
“Mm… thank you.”
“Oh, manners?” You press a soft kiss to his cheek. “You’re being nice today. I wonder what’s happened.”
The both of you don’t have to wonder, really. It’s one of the few moments there’s no imminent scripts to play out because Elio decided to take a rest in some rare fashion. All of the hunters dispersed to places they normally reside when not called, and in Blade’s case, it is with you.
You make barely a move of your arms to put them elsewhere and a bandaged hand comes up to wrap itself around, as if to stop you. Then, something cold grazes your skin, and with a glance down, you see the tip of his nose pressing onto your arm, and— and he sighs.
Stunned, you fall silent.
Another breath. “We have all day,” his voice rumbles, as if to say do not leave.
Blade’s voice allows you to get your bearings, and you say, in response, “I just want to brush your hair, silly,” You press another kiss on him, this time on the back of his head. With his grip loosening, as if some form of relief has made itself clear, your arms fall back.
A hairbrush is within your hold, one that’s been barely used. It’s Blade’s, something you’ve bought him months ago, but only now has it returned to your hand since the day you brought it home.
(Blade’s reaction when you got it was a simple appreciative hum, and he returned to whatever he was working on.
You remember leaving a lipstick mark on his face before he went out on a mission. He came home with a storm in his eyes.
It was in tact. Barely been touched at all, despite how disheveled his clothes were.)
One of the things that surprised you about him was how soft his hair was. You’d gotten a touch of it before you were Blade’s partner, and it was nice. Silky, managed, and most of all, beautiful.
You expressed it to him, once, and he fixed you with a firm stare. Only then, when Kafka told you of his origins, did you understand. (It was innocent, however. Blade could not fault you once for it.)
“Did you use my shampoo?” The strands fall perfectly into place, dividing like a glimmering waterfall under the bristles. You press your nose to his shoulder, enamored, “Wow. You even used my soap, too.”
Something akin to an amused huff leaves him. “You choose your products wisely.”
“Do I?” You’re grinning. “Well, that settles it. We’ll both be smelling like each other.”
(In the mirror, there is a quirk of a smile curling his lips; so faint that even you miss it. But it does not matter. Because to him, your smiles are enough to replace his own.)
With each brush of his hair, you fill in the space of quiet Blade leaves you to occupy. You talk about everything; to how lucky he is that he’s got a partner that would brush his hair like this, to how his hand should hurry up and heal for him to play with Silver Wolf, to how he should allow you and Kafka to spend time together—to which he frowns at—to how you think you’re seeing wrinkles on your face, and a few white hairs spurting out.
“I think you should pluck them out today. What do you think?”
Blade is quiet. Too quiet, perhaps. You discard the brush on the vanity, glancing at the mirror—
"You will be the first to have hair turned white," Blade suddenly speaks. "I will follow second."
You ask, "Would you still be here by then?"
He turns, moving his hair from your hands, and fixes you with a smoldering gaze. Blade doesn't need to answer, you think. The curse will force him to live longer than you will, and that knowledge burns at the back of your mind, but you want to humor yourself despite knowing your lover will roam the earth until eternity.
"I will be," Blade's reply comes unexpected. "I expect to be the one to see you off."
Is this panic you're feeling, or comfort? Panic in him setting aside his desire to die for you, for your presence in his life, for the respite that you bring? Or comfort in knowing he'll live until then, until your body decides to become one with the soil, until you say your last I love you?
It's becoming hard to speak, pressing yourself up to his side; arms wound tight around him. "Like some pretty grim reaper,“ You force out, teeth gritted. ”That sounds so ironic.“
“It is an act of love,” Blade defends. “Don’t misunderstand.”
How could you not, when you are always faced with the fact that your lover will never meet their end?
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jackkelso · 4 months
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hsr gifs 1/?
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dizzybizz · 2 months
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magma doods from the past few days bc its basically all i have been able to get done
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uhm i dont think i ever posted these from a few months ago
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a bonus bc im right:
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coffehbeans · 4 months
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Well, guess we got crumbs today
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harbingersglory · 1 month
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miko is SO REAL for that, two switches fighting over who gets to dom is the best dynamic. if you have time/want to i'd be curious to hear any sub headcanons you have for lisa, ei, ningguang and/or kafka!
this is so incredibly self indulgent because i see ningguang, ei and kafka in the same sentence and explode. everyone pretend i didnt accidentally pick a fav here um
ningguang i already see as a pillow princess more than anything she fits this so well. absolutely adores going slow + worship. treat this woman like royalty and lord you will not regret it. she goes all out to make the night as perfect as possible. will not let you have a hand in any of it sorry!! this is her turf. perfect atmosphere suited to your tastes (tons of candles, if you like that, or just going by moonlight is also her style). incense, taking a few minutes beforehand just to really get settled in the mood (usually by cuddling, but shes not against just taking a moment for some tea or even a game of chess).
you'll also probably need all that extra time to sort through whatever shes bought this time. when i said she goes the whole nine yards i mean it. she has money and she will use it. very expensive lingerie for herself (and you, if thats your thing.) and literally anything you could ever want. it heavily depends on what you both want out of the night but she spares no mora making it the best she can.
the non-sexual intimacy before hand (and especially after) is important to her she takes it very seriously (for the both of you). you'll probably get dragged into taking a long bath afterwards before actually going to bed. hope you arent too tired! because its gonna be a while before you actually sleep.
because this woman has stamina. technically. she's just really pent up and theres no better way to get that stress out then soft sex with her partner. shes not picky about positions really but she has a soft spot for laying on her stomach with a pillow to prop up her hips (really accentuates the pillow princess part, huh /j). if you start massaging her she's gonna wake up the entirety of liyue. she's normally quiet but lord knows she needs it and she cant keep quiet for the life of her.
genuinely just very soft and gentle. she just needs some good pampering after a long day to unwind (preferably with a glass of wine, but thats for later).
ei..is very awkward about it. she probably gets embarrassed if you bring it up but shes not. opposed per se. she's just used to domming that she has no idea what to do. genuinely a mess the first time around but she gets the hang of it quick (shes a quick learner :])
also you just really get to see a side of her you usually never do! she's usually big on topping and shes pretty calm and composed about it (usually). not cold, just..she doesn't outwardly express things often. except when shes subbing. its like a switch flipped
just dont tease her about how visibly flustered and awkward she is about it. because she is. horribly so. shes still pretty quiet but thats just ei, to be fair. its like a cute, nervous puppy. call her a good girl though and she might short circuit so badly the shogun comes out
though i also see ei as someone who prefers giving even when subbing. a dangerous combo considering her body is a puppet and, yknow, cant get tired. you will have to pry this woman off you shes lowkey insatiable when it comes to pleasing you. 100% less of a brat, though. you give her an order shes following through with it before you can blink. efficient!
kafka is similar to miko, imo. maybe yelan too?? she gives off big brat vibes when she subs. she wont use suggestion in bed unless your 100% cool with it and even then its usually when she doms but when she subs? shes a menace. bit of a masochist, to be honest. she'll push your buttons until you crack and decide to punish her but woops, thats just what she wants so she wins anyway!
she cant feel fear but she certainly enjoys a good thrill. specifically sensory deprivation. cover her eyes with a blindfold and keep her guessing. its probably her favorite part, the closest she can get to fear. especially if you add a bit of pain into it.
choking, spanking, bit of blood..this woman is smiling through it all like she's the happiest woman in the world. especially if it makes you frustrated. shes like it desperate and rough.
if thats not your speed, though, she can get that thrill in other ways. semi public sex is her jam so sandwich her against a wall in some random supply closet and make her scream. shes not quiet even in the comfort of whatever room shes booked this time and you'll have to physically shut her up if you dont want to get caught. shes still a brat at heart, though. put your fingers in her mouth and she'll bite. your gonna need the patience of a saint to dom kafka.
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mirrodox-blog · 5 months
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First post!
Have a drawin of Caelus and ENA based on a meme 👍✨
Merry Christmas y'all 💜✨
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"Aeon-darn it, Small Fry, I'm tryin' ta help you!", AKA Nova shrunk mid-fight and instinctively manifested their bat when Boothill nabbed them and tried to shove them in his mouth, leading them to slipping out and almost falling
I'm not happy with the rendering on this, but I don't have the patience to refine it more. Maybe I'll make a VERY messy sketch follow-up (Reuploaded because I made a couple minor tweaks)
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dawnbirdwhistle · 26 days
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Me having fun in photoshop turned Xueyi (HSR)
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In terms of quantum, we have no quantum on my account lmao hence why I am building Xueyi rn (plus obsessed with her design, so pretty)
Def giving queer vibes to me personally
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