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impactedfates · 4 months

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so like i was thinking of scenarios where genshin or also hsr men whichever you pick <333 could we get some Christmas hcs :)) please 🎄

★ A/N: I decided to do Genshin characters for this request :)) Why not spend Christmas with the fandom that my account started off with hehe. Here's the Xmas special!! Hope you enjoy :>

☆ Genre/Trope: Fluff + Platonic (But can be seen as romantic if you want)

★ Format: Mini Scenarios (Characters Included (Separate): Diluc, Zhongli, Ayato, Alhaitham, Lyney + Childe)

☆ Warnings: None

★ Extra: Reader is NOT traveler // Some brief mentions of my OCs in some // Possible OOC Lyney

I don't think Diluc would necessarily spoil you but he wouldn't exactly NOT spoil you. We know he's rather rich and he can likely get you whatever you so wish however I believe Diluc's one of the types to not want to spoil people too much especially as many likely try to be his friend due to his income.

You'll get multiple gifts from and likely one or two of them are rather expensive things you once expressed an interest in liking, there's also smaller gifts like perhaps a plush of your favourite animal but there's also some homemade gifts he made. A good mix.

I feel like Diluc is someone who usually enjoys spending Christmas alone or just with a few close friends, when or if friends are over he enjoys sitting by the fireplace and chatting. He's not the type to do any of those Christmas games but there is a chance he could get roped into it one day.

Definitely doesn't drink, we all already know he doesn't like the taste of alcohol, besides. Even though he technically has the day off, I feel he'd rather not have a hangover the next day, whether or not he's off.

Speaking of a day off, once the maids/butlers finish their work. Which for that day would be small, just cleaner around the house and maybe cooking a Christmas dinner if friends are over, they can all go home. I also feel Diluc lets them have the next day off as well but for the whole day. He can deal with the housework.

At the end of the day, I think spending Christmas with Diluc means a very peaceful and quiet day. He wants to relax and he'll let himself, you and his workers relax just so they can spend time with those they hold close to their hearts.

Zhongli knows about the things people do on Christmas and he's more than happy to join in if it makes you happy. He goes out shopping for things for his friends (this time he DOES remember his wallet) and ensures it's the best quality while also ensuring it's something that would make you and others happy.

Hu Tao decides to hold a party, inviting you and Zhongli both! There's party games set up, a dinner made and also she insists on not handing out presents yet as she decides to do it near the end of the party, allowing everyone to give out their gifts and they can either open it or open it later at home.

If you decide to open it once you've been given the gift, Zhongli watches your reaction to see if he made a right choice in gifts and sure enough, with the way your face lit up tells him all he needed to know.

Once gifts have been given out, he excuses himself and leaves the party, bidding everyone a farewell. Why? Simple, he must spend some time with the Adepti as well right?

Ayato prefers spending Christmas with mainly family, of course he's not opposed if Thoma or Ayaka wishes to bring along a friend to join their celebration however he's not one to do the same himself.

This doesn't mean he won't give you a gift however, he still does. Ensuring it's wrapped with care before giving it to you. He knows what you like and likely gets exactly what you want.

It's not likely to really hang out with Ayato on Christmas unless Ayaka or Thoma invites you to celebrate with them. Christmas with the Kamisatos is a mix between peaceful and chaotic. We have the hotpot game where Ayato feels a bit more devious in what he adds but there's also the gift giving where people share smiles and thanks over what they got.

Sadly though, I feel unlike some characters, he's one of the few who still has some work to do despite the day. He gets them done quickly so he can hang out with family but the day after it's straight back to work.

But just seeing the smiles of his friends and family make it worth it for him, even if he can't celebrate the whole day and might only get a few hours and he needs to work the next day as well. Just seeing people he cares about being happy is enough for him.

For Alhaitham, I feel like he isn't one to really celebrate Christmas, not like his roommate anyways. Like he'll buy presents for friends but he won't really participate any further than that.

You can try to drag him to a Christmas Party, to have a Christmas dinner or whatever Christmassy thing you do but he'll refuse each time. While he does understand why people enjoy it and it's not that he doesn't enjoy it. He himself just prefers spending time alone.

You'll likely find him using the fact that many people are at home with family and friends to maybe take a peaceful and quiet walk, use the library to read, maybe he might go to the museum if it's opened or he might just be in his room for the rest of the day.

Overall, it's not that he doesn't like Christmas or anything like that, he just prefers to use the day to get time for himself without annoying scholars, he'll still make sure to get gifts for everyone and give them to them however aside from that, don't expect him to respond if you try to call him, he probably has his noise-cancelling headphones on.

(*Something to note: If you are his lover then he would like to spend time with you as well*)

I see Lyney performing a magic show, free of charge. He wants people to see the magic of Christmas. Well...as Christmassy as he can get it, it's your regular magician tricks with maybe some Christmas themed props.

He does this every year, and he'll also pick random kids from the audience and give them a gift. Kinda like a lucky draw! He adores the way the kids face lights up in delight as they quickly rush beside him and he asks them to choose a gift.

After the shows over, he disappears home so he can celebrate with you and his siblings, still doing magic to do so however haha. He'll make your gifts appear in your hands. He ensures you all have fun on this day as he believes that's what Christmas is about. To have fun with family. He even gets gifts for everyone in the orphanage!

However, you may find him on the floor wrapped in wrapping paper the morning of Christmas as he tries to struggle his way out.

"I was trying to wrap a teddy bear"

Is all he could say as he worms his way towards you so you can free him.

I think most of us can agree Childe is big on this day. Especially when it comes to family. He doesn't care how much something is, if his siblings want it he'll get it. No questions asked...although perhaps you could convince him not to get a "Mega Mr Cyclops" for Tuecer, I highly doubt Zakhar would want to see a certain redhead in his office when he's meant to have a day off.

He also spoils you as well actually! Let's say you went window shopping with him one day, not buying anything but just pointing out various things you seem to like. As long as you end up never getting them, expect each item to be in your Christmas present.

On one hand I feel he would have a day off, on the other, there's still that chance that Lady Tsaritsa needs him to do something, and he hates when that happens cause all he wants to do is be with his family and friends but his loyalties to her must come first.

He tries his best to get it done fast so he can come home, let's hope you have spare clothes for him encase and red stains catch on his clothes yeah?

Overall, he is probably the most enthusiastic about the day out of everyone listed.

Happy holidays everyone!! I hope this year has been going on well and I hope next year goes great for youse as well.

Honestly seeing how much my account has grown since my first post compared to now is almost unreal for me but I'm so grateful you all seem to enjoy my work ^^

As it's Christmas (where I am rn) I hope you enjoy today guys :))

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yanderehsr · 7 months

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Hi love!! If this breaks your rules please disregard!!

I was wondering how yandere kafka, Hu Tao and miko or Wolfie would react to coming home to their darling wearing a collar with their name on it?

Or how they’d react to their darling asking to wear one?

Love your work so much!! 💕

It doesn't break any rules, hope you'll enjoy😁

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapped reader

Kafka: At first she is shocked, it is a request she never thought she would get, but then her smile grew back, a teasing smirk adorned her face, well weren't you cute asking for such a thing, her possessive feelings flare up at the thought of you wearing a collar with her name on it, a sign of possession that you are hers.

Kafka will take finding the perfact collar for you seriously, she wants her name to be embroidered on it with golden threads, she wants the inside of the collar to be soft so you will not be uncomfortable wearing it for a long amount of time and it must be hard to take off.

"There we go, a pretty collar for my pretty darling, is it comfortable... good cus you are never taking it off"

Hu Tao: She mentioned it as a joke, just something told to make you blush, but now it is her that is blushing, you actually want a collar with her name on it. She'll never stop teasing you about this, how can you be so adorable, she is just so happy that you are hers.

Hu Tao will get one that is red and has chibi ghosts on it, it isn't something overly expensive but you can see a lot of thought has gone into it. She will be staring at the collar a lot, it is something that marks you, better than any hickey or scar, you are hers and she can't help but be happy because you asked for this. Just make sure to wear it every day, she can get moody if you don't.

"Darling where is it, please put it on, I think it looks nice one you, or are you saying you didn't like it... PUT. IT. ON"

Yae Miko: Let's be honest here, she will put a collar on you day one, no need to ask for one cus you already have one on at all times, she ties a rope to it and takes you on walks, it isn't that she sees you as a pet but she thinks it's just nice to take a walk with you without you trying to run away. Of course there are no people around, can't let anyone catch a glimpse of her precious little mate.

Yae Miko when she hears that you want her name on the collar smiles, she can't control herself right now, a blush is notisably visable and you can see the tails behind her, you want to be hers, of course she will get you one with her name on it... but first she wants to mark you in other ways, you'll let her, right?

"You look simply raveshing like this, my name on you truly was a match made in heaven, now come here, I want to mark you in more ways, make you really be mine"

Silver Wolf: W-what did you say you want, a collar, and not only that but one with her name on it. No absolutely not, you aren't her pet you are her lover, you are her equal. Sure she's holding you against your will but that is only because she loves you so much.

You will have to explain to Silver Wolf that it isn't cus you wanna be a pet, it's an asthetic choice, she will get one in your favorite colours and instead of her name she puts tiny stickers of her on it, as well as some stickers from your favorite game.

"I have to admit, you look very good in that, now let's play some games together, for every win you get I'll add another sticker of me on the collar"

#yandere #yandere honkai star rail #yandere hsr #yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin #yandere female #yandere kafka #yandere kafka x reader #yandere hu tao #yandere hu tao x reader #yandere yae miko #yandere yae miko x reader #yandere silver wolf #yandere silver wolf x reader

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writing-is-a-martial-art · 1 year

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You are in the Ball Pit. You always begin in the Ball Pit. Everything has begun in the Ball Pit, and some say that is where everything shall end. The Ball Pit is not bottomless, although it has no end - the Ball Pit simply is. Everywhere. Always.

You try to find your way out of the ball pit - you swim, but the slippery plastic spheres do not let you make much progress. You try to walk, but the hard surface of the balls bruises your arms, hands, face. In the end, you waddle on all fours, gripping to the bottom of the pit with each step. You feel silly, at first, but the thought quickly leaves you. You are as happy as a child, a small creature making its way through the underbrush. You do not carry the burden of pride.

You wander until you hear rustling. You stop and listen and look, and a person passes by you, dressed in a large hoodie, their hair dyed blue. They're going on all fours, like you, but, unlike you, they seem confident in their movements. Another person is moving in their direction - you can see their silhouette through gaps between the balls and the light that passes through the plastic. The two stop, look at each other.

"I like your shoelaces," says the one you cannot see.

"Thanks, I stole them from the president," answers the blue-haired one.

The two giggle, stand up and hug, and you want to warn them about the bruises, but they seem not to notice.

They walk away, their steps light, hands wrapped around each other's shoulders. Their conversation gets muffled in the Pit.

'I wish I could do that', you think, and then you think: 'I'm glad they're having a fun time'. Something unfurls in your chest. The balls around you do not feel as heavy on your back. You continue on your way.

Smoke passes through the Pit, a sweet smell of something that isn't a fire or cigarettes. You hear laughter and bits of a conversation. You follow the sound and the smoke and soon you see three women are talking and laughing and passing around a joint. The smoke is so dense it pushes away the balls, creating a sphere of open space around them.

"Hello!," you say, "I'm terribly sorry, but do you know how to leave the Pit?"

They all look at you. They look at each other. They laugh.

"There is no leaving the Pit, silly," says the one to the left.

"You take the Pit with you wherever you go," adds the one on the right.

"So make yourself at home, honey." smiles the one in the middle.

You nod and stutter and shuffle away. 'What strange women,' you think, the idea of this being home so foreign it couldn't possibly settle.

You walk and walk and walk some more, until you stumble upon - and almost trip over - a creature. With its small, roundish shape you almost mistook it for a ball.

"Have the best day, stranger!" it looks up at you with kind eyes, "may all your days be the best."

"Thank you, uhh… "

"Snom!"

"Snom. Do you know how to get out of the Ball Pit?"

The creature makes a confused sound - a terribly cute one, you must admit. "What is a 'Ball Pit'?"

"Where we are now. This place-" you try to make a sweeping gesture, but find it difficult because of all the balls.

"Are there other places besides this one?" the creature turns its head to the side, questioning.

"Yes, of course! There's cities, and countries all full of people."

"And where are they?"

"Where?... On planet Earth, I guess."

"And this planet, is it a ball?"

"I- well, sort of, I guess so?"

"Then it must be somewhere in the Ball Pit!" a happy Snom jumps up and down, "follow me, I'll help you find it!"

You follow the creature, unsure of how a planet could fit somewhere in here, but still grateful for the help.

Before you can take more than a few steps, an old, rickety bus zooms out of the depths of the pit and screeches to a stop right in front of you. There's something written on the side of it, but before you can read anything after 'DOWN WITH' the doors slam open, and a group of people with matching shirts jump out, look you up and down, make a few 'humph' sounds and drag you inside. One of them smiles at Snom, who waves their tiny paw at you in a goodbye. The bus doors shut.

"Please!" you say, "I- I haven't done anything, and nobody would pay much for me, please, just-"

"I can see you haven't done anything," says the person nearest to you. Your eyes adjust to the dim lighting, and you are almost sure they have the same blue hair and large black hoodie as the one who said they stole shoelaces. "Have you tried any pronouns? Dyed your hair a fun color? Tried wearing a suit and make-up together? Come on, live a little!"

"I… " you stop, because you haven't dyed your hair, and you haven't tried any names or pronouns aside from which you were given, and now that they mention it, it might not be so bad, at least to get these people to leave you alone.

"Come on, dear," says a person in a rainbow-colored wizard robe, and you realize that the black mass crawling near them is hundreds of rats, "let me do your make-up."

You decide not to argue with a gang that has a rat-summoning wizard in it if they seem to just want to mess with you a little, and so you sit at the offered spot and let them do their thing.

While they choose their tools and pick colors palettes (they tried asking for your opinion on them but you kept saying 'yes' to everything so now they're just doing their thing), you look around the bus. The light is colored and muted by the plastic balls and then made even more sparse by passing through the bus windows, but you notice a normal-looking person clinging to the arm of a giant wolf-like man-beast.

You wave at them. The person grins. The wolf? man? creature??? growls.

"Are you… okay?" you lean forward and whisper to the person.

"Oh absolutely," they answer instantly, " This is my werewolf boyfriend!! He *** and ****** in my ****** until I ******* and then it ****** all over the place! I love him so much."

"Wow. Good for you," you say and lean back, trying to banish the mental image. This must not be healthy, right? I mean, that's practically a beast. And that whole….interaction…. sounds pretty painful. But the way the enamored person looks up at their partner doesn't make it seem wrong. Some new warmth settles in your chest.

"There ya go, dude!" the wizard shows you the result of their work in a reflective orb they fetch out of their sleeve. Your jawline looks sharper, your lips colored dark purple.

You don't look like you always do, but you do look like yourself. A strange feeling, on par with the strange place. You can't say you hate it.

"Thanks, uh, dude," you say, and carefully, all so carefully, not to anger the rat wizard or the lycanthrope fellow, stand up. Nobody's holding you back or trying to stop you.

"How're you feeling?" The blue-haired person asks.

"Alright… good, I think. "

"Great! " they clap and usher you to the door, "now you better leave, we still need to get our favorite wizard to the skeleton war. Have a good one!"

With that, they practically shove you out of the bus and back into the multi-colored mess of the Ball Pit. You watch as the bus powers its way away. You didn't ask them about the exit.

You walk, the balls bouncing out of your way - this used to be harder, hadn't it? The orbs feel kind of like you would imagine the inside of a fizzy drink to feel if it was dry.

Out of nowhere, a red dodgeball hits you on the head. You hold it and stare at it, scratching the forming bruise. "What in god's name?... " you mutter.

"You should say something interesting now," says a leisurely, melodic voice. You look around and spot a radiant young man in a tunic leaning against some of the balls. You were not aware one could do that.

"Uhm… I? I think it might rain on Thursday?" you figured out it's best not to argue with people here.

The man sighs. "Prophecy wasted," he mutters and turns to leave.

"Wait! Do you know how to leave the Ball Pit?" you shout before he disappears.

"Why would you do something so useless, waster of gifts?" he shrugs without turning back. The dodgeball is still in your hands.

You walk some more. Your feet are getting sore and you're just this side of exhausted, so when you see a small stone shrine you sit down, leaning against its warm wall. You nap, and, once you feel your fatigue lift, leave your dodgeball at the shrine's base as a small offering.

"Apollo's gift? That's a new one." you hear a voice in your head. "I'm afraid I cannot offer you anything-"

"There you go again, old fellow," another voice cuts the first one off, " we both know you can offer plenty."

"Not as much as you."

"Oh, much more than me. But we must be scaring the young'un. Hello, little one! I'm Arepo, the god of everlasting friendship, and this is the god of Every Humble Beauty in the World."

"You, introducing me all fancy and leaving scraps of your own title... At least know, little one, I am also the god of Arepo."

You nod, not entirely sure why one god would be the god of another, or why the gods of everlasting friendship and humble beauty would share a temple, but your rest was sweet, and the two sound kindly.

"Do you know if there is any end to the Ball Pit?" you ask the two.

"I do not think so,," says the God of Every Humble Beauty and Arepo, "but I'm not sure there should be."

You nod and thank them, and continue on your journey. After what feels like a few hours or perhaps a few years, you see something ahead. Blue, light pink, bright pink. The evening sky.

You stop and stare. The sunset is beautiful. The sunset must mean an exit. The end to the Ball Pit. The end of your journey. It wasn't all that bad here, was it?

You take a step forward. Another. One more. You squint, and laugh, and sigh, and run your fingers along the mural.

From the lightest periwinkle to burning red to the almost-black of deep in the night to light blue again. Where the mural ends, instead of an artist's signature, the friendly lettering asks you 'Do you like the color of the sky?'.

You do. You do like the color of the sky.

Light passes through the balls, and you wonder how they ever felt restricting, floating around you like colorful fireflies. You can see for miles ahead, a space filled with bizarre people doing even more bizarre things.

You take a deep breath. Step forward.

You are no longer trapped in the Ball Pit.

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definitelynotafurinasimp · 10 months

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Hiiiii! Since it's Hu Tao's birthday tomorrow, can I please have a scenario where reader celebrates her 🎂 🎇 🥂?? Thank youuu!!

Celebrating Hu Tao's birthday together

characters: Hu Tao x gn!reader

warnings: none

a/n: I'm writing this at 2 am, because today's also my mother's birthday and I won't have the time to write this during the day. So if I got some things wrong I am really sorry.

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Hu Tao

Of all the people in Liyue, Hu Tao was the last person you had expected to have a somewhat normal birthday. Normally, she’d find some way of keeping both of you occupied, was it by advertising her services, dragging you along as her assistant to help her catch more fish than on her last birthday or going on a daytrip to one of the many places that caused the hair on the back of your neck to stand up.

So imagine your surprise when, instead of doing anything remotely close to those activities, Hu Tao set you down at the table and forced you to admire her newly gained culinary skills she gained from the lessons she had with Xiangling, causing you to feel just the tiniest amount of fear at what she might put in when you weren’t looking.

As you silently listened to Hu Tao complain about the decline in coffin sales, the funeral director completely ignoring the fact that talking while eating wasn’t exactly the most mannered thing a person could do, you slurped on your noodles, making sure not to accidentally bite them in half while also questioning why they had to be made *this* long.

Or at least you were, until a certain someone suddenly jumped up from her seat in the middle of her sentence, screaming in your face before just as quickly returning to her sitting position, laughing at how you nearly emptied your bowl on your own clothes… and bit off the noodles in your mouth, causing the remaining part of it to fall back into the bowl.

“Tao!”, you tried to reprimand her, only for her laughter to grow even louder when she saw your face, causing you to let out a defeated sigh before wordlessly staring at you noodles.

“Do you want to buy a coffin now?”, the funeral director asked with a smile, only to explain herself further when you didn’t respond, “you know, because the noodl-”

“You don’t have to explain it to me, it’s not like this is my first time eating longevity noodles”, you cut her off, the small smile growing on your face as you realized why she insisted on you eating some of them, even though it was her birthday contrasting your annoyed tone. Eat them whole for a long life, but fail and you risk your lifespan being cut short. You were far from being superstitious, but that still didn’t mean you didn’t enjoy trying to keep them whole for as long as possible, if only as a challenge.

“If you know, then you should be especially interested in one, who knows how many years you just lost”, she joked before finally continuing on her own bowl, slurping up an especially long noodle as if it was nothing before showing you a smug grin.

“You know I don’t believe in that stuff”, was all you had to say, only for Hu Tao to give you a small shrug, prompting you to add something in a more playful tone.

“But if your little stunt did just shorten my life, I’ll make sure to haunt you.”

Not a moment after the words left your mouth, Hu Tao jumped up from her seat again before extending her hand towards you and yelling out “Deal!”, causing you to bite of the noodle you had just put in your mouth, prompting a whole lot of silent cursing from your end while the director broke out in laughter once again.

#hu tao #hu tao x reader #hu tao x you #hu tao imagines #hu tao x y/n

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ashes-writing-corner · 4 months

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Hey guys! Im back with another update. This one starts a bit heavy and ends with a little bit of sweet-spice. At least in my opinion, but I think im biased!

Trigger warnings: talks about suicide, mentions of organ transplant, and slight groping I guess (consent is asked, cause that's important)

Taglist: @stargatenovus

Ghosts That We Knew

Part 12- Confrontations and a (not so) confession

Ellie was asleep. There was a heavy, quiet tension in the air. Something had been brewing all day since you got home. Ghost could feel the tension since you got home, despite your best attempts to hide it from your little girl.

You hadn't talked to him today. Not even a hello when you came home. And now here you were, sitting in your bed with your phone in front of you, looking tense as hell. Something was wrong.

It felt like a prelude to war to him.

“Can you manifest?” You asked, “we need to talk”.

He didn't like the sound of that. Regardless, the soldier did as you asked of him, fully manifesting at the foot of your bed. His arms were crossed and his seemingly sunken eyes seemed to be taking in the whole sight of you. Almost like you were someone to be revered and respected.

But your eyes projected a mix of emotions. Sadness, a bit of anger…and was that treachery he saw? The spirit raised a brow under his mask.

“What's wrong, love?” He asked.

You hesitated a little. “I know who you are. I know what you did, for me and for the world” you answered, trying to keep your tone even, “Simon…”.

You knew his name. You KNEW his name. Which only meant one thing.

Fuck…

“Did you know?” You asked.

“Y/N, it's not-”.

“Did. You. Know?” You asked again more firmly.

Ghost blinked softly. “Not at first”.

“So you lied by omission then”.

“What? No!”.

“Bullshit! You should've told me the minute you found out”.

“Why? And kill your sense of self worth further?! You already hate that thing-”

“I hate that it doesn't feel like my own”.

“Exactly! I didn't want to reinforce that thought, that feeling. I wanted you to come to terms with it first. You've had more than enough time to”.

“Oh I'm sorry my trauma is FUCKING inconvenient to you-”.

“Language! Ellie is asleep in the other room. Keep your voice down”.

“Oh so now you wanna tone police me? I don't think so”.

“Look I had my reasons, alright?! You were hurt and I didn't want you to hurt further. I already did enough hurting to people around me…I didn't want to add you to the list”.

There was a brief moment of silence between the two of you. The tension was being released somewhat, so at least this was helping a little.

“You had a home. You had friends who loved you. Why would you do that to yourself? Is that how you repay people who care-”.

“Ex-fucking-scuse me?! Repay?! Are you kidding me-”.

“Language!” You hissed sharply.

“But repay them? You think this is repayment for them? No! This was a punishment”.

“For you or for them?”.

“For me!”.

“Really? Cause that's not how Johnny feels I'd imagine!”.

Shit. You accidentally let it slip that you had been in contact with him. Well…the cat was eventually going to get out of the bag.

There was a look of anger and sadness in the ghost’s eyes. Carefully though he calmed himself before speaking again.

“Look this isn't about my friends right now. This is about us for the time being. I'll admit I didn't know at first. I had…suspicions. But I couldn't confirm them for a while. And then you told me it didn't feel like yours, that it felt like a chunk of lead” he pointed out, “I didn't want you to know that you felt that way because of me. Because I knew this would happen”.

“What did you want to happen? What did you expect?” You asked, blinking back tears.

“That you'd get some bloody help, first of all. I thought you'd have a therapist by now”.

“I don't trust therapists”.

“Why?”.

“Well first of all, ever realized how therapist is spelled?”.

Ghost mulled it over for all of two seconds. “Oh for fucks sake, seriously?”

“Sorry had to add a little humor there. But no seriously, I don't trust therapists. I refuse to be just another paycheck for them”.

“You need it”.

“Don't you dare tell me what I need!”.

“Do you wanna wind up like me? Because that's exactly how you wind up like me!”.

You scoffed. “You really think I'd do that? I have Ellie. Why the hell would I traumatize and abandon her like that?!”.

You were going to make a jab about how he had abandoned his friends and team. However you knew that was low and unnecessarily so.

“Because in that bloody moment you don't think” Ghost stepped toward you, “because in that moment it doesn't feel like abandonment. It feels like you're relieving them. You get that thought in your head that you're nothing but a burden to everyone around you. Don't you dare tell me you've never felt like that. Because you have. Everyone and their mum has. I don't want that for you, or for Ellie”.

That was a twisted way to think about it. But at the same time you figured it made sense. Mental illness could make someone feel like a burden. Was that what he was thinking at that time? That he was little more than a burden to his friends? You were thoughtful for a moment.

“Okay…I will see about therapy. If it puts your little ectoplasmic mind at ease”.

“Ellie as well…” Ghost practically growled.

“She's already in therapy”.

“Good” he crossed his arms, moving away from you.

He felt like a scorned dog if he were being entirely honest. He saved your life, having already lost his, and this was what he got for it? Maybe it was best he went back to that damn closet-

“I'm sorry” you said, your tone softening, “It's just…I never thought this would ever happen. I didn't expect to meet my donor, or even the ghost of my donor. It just feels…crazy. Like something out of a book or something”.

“Did you read the letter I wrote?”.

You looked up at him. “I saw the envelope. But I didn't read it in the moment. I was too shocked”

“You should. It's for you”.

“I will. I just need a little time to process” you moved so you were sitting on the end of your bed, legs over the edge, “who are you? Or maybe a better question is who WAS Simon Riley?”.

“Did you read the file?”.

“I did but that only told me medical stuff. Physicals, mental evaluations, that whole thing. You're very good at lying, you realize that right?”.

Ghost shrugged a shoulder. “Kinda had to be in order to do what I did. Didn't always enjoy it but I'll admit it was useful”.

“Okay but seriously, who were you?”.

“Someone who died in every way that mattered before his actual death. It's why I was ready to go at any given moment, and why I was a donor”.

“I think I've asked this before but, do you miss being alive?”.

“Sometimes”.

You thought for a moment, a heartbeat, before asking: “why the mask?”.

“To hide my face”.

“I asked a simple question”.

“And I gave a simple answer”.

“Cheeky little fuck” you thought, “but why hide? You're dead. You have nothing to hide, well no reason to”.

“Trust me, you don't wanna see what's under here now. Ghosts tend to look like how they did in death…”.

“I'm not scared, Simon” you told him, “if I'm allowed to call you that”.

“I'm not taking it off, love. Sorry. Be as brave as you want but-” he stopped mid sentence, “what the hell are you doing?”.

You were taking off your shirt, an idea having struck you. Not only revealing your chest, but also the scar that was left from your surgery and his death. Talk about making a mark…

“showing you what you did…what I guess we both did”.

You weren't wrong. He had a similar, gnarled scar on his. You both had left your mark on each other. It was poetic in a way, like a full circle sort of thing. You were a part of each other…

Without thinking, Ghost, no, Simon took a step forward. His eyes steely, fixated on your chest, and you could tell more than just the scar. Oddly enough, it didn't bother you. When he was close enough, Simon looked at you, his hand outstretched.

“Is…” he hesitated, “is this okay, love? Is this allowed?”.

You nodded. “It's okay” your voice was barely above a whisper.

Surprisingly he pulled back, and for a moment you thought he was going to leave. But relief washed over you as you realized he was actually taking his skeletal glove off. The skin of the ghost was a light gray, reminiscent of clouds before rainfall. Only when it was off did he move forward in caressing the scar that bordered your left breast.

Using a single, cold finger, Simon traced the scar from the top of your chest down the whole length of it. His finger was definitely cold, colder than anything you'd ever felt. You assumed that death really was as cold as believed. Gently, he pressed his whole hand to your breast, feeling all of it. Not in a groping, sexual manner, but more like…reverence perhaps? Regardless it made the heart inside you practically leap, from both the cold and anticipation. Your eyes never left him.

His touch was gentle but cold. A strange combination that wasn't entirely unpleasant. The heart inside you pounded, responding to the cold hand of its previous owner.

“You alright, love?” Simon asked, “I can stop, if you want me to”.

His voice had no right to be like that, gruff and yet gentle at the same time. It just made you feel things. Things you hadn't felt in a long time.

“No…no it's okay” you shook your head, “it's yours anyway”.

“No” Simon replied, his tone sharper than he intended it to be, “it's yours. It was always meant to be yours…in some form or another” he looked you right in the eye when he said it, like he had never been more sure of anything in his life…well, afterlife.

“That…felt almost like a confession. Something you wanna share?” You asked, your own tone playful.

You could see the smile in his eyes as he withdrew his hand. “Not quite yet…gettin’ there though”.

“What's that supposed to mean?” You asked as he put his glove back on and picked up your shirt.

“It means go to bed. You've more than earned some sleep”.

You took it from him, a part of you feeling a tiny bit disappointed. “Alright…but only if you hold me”.

“You never gotta ask twice for that, love”.

You put your shirt back on and laid back against the pillows. Simon was soon at your side, arms around your waist. His cold was now more a comfort than anything.

“Good night Simon” you closed your eyes, smiling a little as his hands wandered your torso a bit.

The ghost pressed his head to your shoulder and you swore you felt ice cold lips kiss your neck.

“Good night, lovely. Dream of me…”.

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#fanfiction #cod fanfic #simon ghost riley #ghosts that we knew #ghost x reader #ghost!ghost #paranormal friendship #eventual paranormal romance

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shanastoryteller · 2 years

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Happy birthday grandma! you know that anon that said they wanted to eat your writing? hard same. how do you feel about some Zuko and Lu Ten or Encanto?

a continuation of 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

When an airbender child lands on the deck, Zuko's first thought isn't that he's the avatar, because he's a child.

Of course he points his staff at Captain Hu and shouts, "Let Katara go! I'm the avatar and if you don't I'll - do something really bad!"

Zuko looks to his cousin, who for some reason is looking up rather than at the airbender, so he does the same.

That's a sky bison.

"Prove it," he says while Captain Hu is going cross eyed looking at the staff shoved in his face.

The kid looks to him, faltering. "What?"

"You say you're the avatar. Prove it," he orders. This kid is ridiculous, and air benders really aren't supposed to exist, so if some managed to get away and have been in hiding this whole time this kid is an idiot for drawing attention to them -

He points at the ocean, does a move that looks like it's made for air rather than water, and wave crests over the side onto the boat.

Agni above. He is the avatar.

"Aang!" Katara shouts, climbing up the ladder from below deck. "Stop it! What are you doing!"

"Katara!" he says joyfully, waving at her. "I thought the pirates would have you tied up!"

"They're not pirates!" she says, grabbing onto his shoulder and shaking him. "What did you do that for? Is my brother and everyone else okay?"

Zuko rubs at his forehead. He can feel a headache building. "I told you she was bad luck," he says to Hu.

Katara tries to swear them all to secrecy, which is a wasted effort. No one's stupid enough to pain a target on their back by telling the fire nation about the avatar.

"He needs training," Zuko says. "You cannot have an untrained avatar flying around."

"I know that," she snaps. "That's why we're going back North."

"With Master Pakku?" Lu Ten asks. Zuko raises an eyebrow. That tone of voice never means anything good.

Katara scowls. "How do you know Master Pakku?"

"You can't trust him," Lu Ten says seriously. She nearly goes red with her rage, but he hurries to add, "He won't betray you, exactly. But your tribe's safety was probably more a - persona favor, than anything else. He's a pragmatic man. He won't stretch that favor by hiding the existence of the avatar. Not at the expense of you people."

This Pakku guy knows Lu Ten's dad? Uncle Iroh?

He must be exactly the type of person that Uncle Iroh would know, because Katara appears contemplative rather than rushing to his defense.

"He needs a waterbending teacher," Zuko says, then adds. "She does too."

Katara shoots him an irritated look, but he doesn't budge. He knows a master when he sees one, and she's not. But she's Northern. She wouldn't be.

Lu Ten rubs the back of his neck then says, "Well, I'll suppose we'll have to help him find one."

Oh no. This is not staying under the radar like they're supposed to. And he hates going to the Lagoons.

Well, if they're babysitting the avatar, they're going to need an earthbending teacher too.

At least he'll get to see Toph again.

#prompt answers #prompts are closed #asks #anon #atla

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jareicanon · 9 months

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SAME ANON HERE it would be nice if you put it in a full post! mai akasaki who are uuuuuuuu

NO WORRIES sorry this took so long I forgot how to access my asks

Mai Akasaki

Ultimate ???

“Anything, anything at all…” <- prev quote

“There’s a way for you to be happy.” <- new quote!!! (revising it after the mv, and how david’s quote here seems to suggest he wants forgiveness (?) maybe this is a small message to him? but that’s just speculation)

Height: 5'8"

Weight: 124 lbs

Chest: 30 in

Birthday: February 1st

Likes: Phone charms

Dislikes: Silence

Okay from here it’s stuff I’ve found over time and/or copied over (like in a panic to keep it before I lost it — back then I didn’t have much social media and i loose screenshots) I’m not sure where this came from bc it’s legit nearly been a year I think, but if anyone knows the origin (who found it) lmk and I’ll add credit :)

Typing in https://danganronpadespairtime.tumblr.com/maiakasaki into a search bar nets the following:

“All you have to do is ask for my hand, and I’ll give it to you.

Ask for my life, and I’ll give it to you as well.

Don’t apologize for asking. I’ll give you my forgiveness too.”

Bold letters: Aoaviepkro

And further examination of the elements yeilds this:

“Are you still searching for a secret? For some explanation that will satisfy you? There’s no answer I can give you that will make you happy. Maybe I should have lied instead. I’m sorry.”

Typing in https://danganronpadespairtime.tumblr.com/AOAVIEPKRO into a search bar gets you Mai’s actual character page. Different things are shown every time you refresh the page as a result of the coding, but each quote is attached to a name in the code. The quotes are as following:

Teruko: Some years ago, she was searching for someone named ‘Teruko Tawaki.’

Charles: A girl who loves her family.

Rose: She remembers everything that is important to others.

Arturo: A girl who sees the beauty in everyone.

Levi: A girl with a floral tattoo on her arm.

Whit: A girl with many friends.

Eden: She kept calling the number, even though no one picked it up.

J: She kept it a secret, and told no one.

Hu: A girl who wanted to keep everyone safe.

Nico: Everyone confided in her.

Ace: A girl who had a bright future.

Arei: She doesn’t like it when her friends fight.

Min: An average girl with nothing special at all about her.

Xander: She couldn’t stand to do nothing.

Veronika: A girl who didn’t foresee the consequences.

David: She forgives everyone.

MonoTV: It’s all your fault.

The about page for the series also contains hidden text:

“You don’t understand, do you? I used to be like you. I barely remember, but I used to be like you. I cared so much about people, I cried everytime someone was hurt. I suffered for a long time stuck in here caring about people.

I know what you’re going through. You’re going to hold on as long as you have, with hope that you can make it out of here with everyone. Then you’re going to despair. That lasts a while, too.

Then you’ll get bored. Like me.

And you’ll wish you were still suffering. Anything else is better than boredom.

I wish I could feel something, anything else, other than being bored. I’m stuck in here for eternity, and I know everything that could possibly happen. I know how everyone reacts to a murder, what makes people turn to despair, what fills people with hope and make them survive until we all run out of food and starve to death.

I wish I could feel terrified, or afraid, or angry. But I can’t anymore. I don’t feel anything at all except boredom.

Do you understand, Teacher?

This is why I’m letting you suffer as long as possible. Because it’s better than the alternative.

I’m sorry. I don’t envy you.

You’ll understand eventually.”

Hope this helps!!

#the quotes for mai are especially interesting when you consider the mv #as mai as the dearly loved #considering david’s quote too — does he want forgiveness?#Adds more depth to the meaning #but they also suggest mai’s fate #either she died or suffered a terrible fate regardless - as veronika says she ‘didn’t foresee the consequences’#drdt #danganronpa despair time #drdt theory #drdt thoughts

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inviouswriting · 2 years

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In From The Rain

Minors DNI with this post it is 18+

Zhongli x Fem!reader

Smut

I hinted this in Wedding Bliss. So it will be one of two stories written.

First times. I love writing virgin experiences and this plays heavy on my post of I just love consent writing. Warnings written below the cut like always.

Warnings - smut, male x female smut, virgin, oral sex giving and receiving, consent, established relationship, mirrors, kissing,

Your relationship with Zhongli had been steady over the months, you enjoy his coversations, talking in great length about the history of Liyue as if he’s lived those events. He helped you greatly with finding work when you first arrived and settled in with doing paperwork for the funeral parlor.

The way you handled people in times of grief stood out to him, and before you knew it. You had been asked on dates by Zhongli. He took care to show you many sights, one beautiful place after another, from Mt Aocang’s pools, to secret ore veins he knows about, to show you untouched cor lapis in its glowing prime.

On a simple day, the clouds overhead had been threatening rain on and off. Yet you took the chance with Zhongli to head out but in the middle of the outing, it stormed.

Zhongli took you under his arm draping his coat as much over you to prevent you from getting too soaked as you rushed to your home. Despite his efforts, you are soaked almost to the bone as much as he is by the time you rushed to dig the keys in your bag out and get you inside.

“Well.. that was certainly... more than a drizzle.” You look up to Zhongli, and he makes light of the situation. You didn’t want to track the water on you over the hardwood floors. So without another thought you shed the outer clothing you are wearing knowing staying in the soaked clothes would make you sick.

“Indeed it was more. I’ll go get us some towels. Forgive me for undressing like this... I rather the floor not get ruined.” You blush as you keep your back to Zhongli who looks away to give you as much privacy.

“No need to explain, I know the care you take in this place.” You are gone only for a few minutes, while leaving the mess of wet clothes behind till you can figure out how to dry them. Zhongli dresses down to his pants, his own dilemma in you not having a change of clothes for him.

His mind is at ease when he sees you return in a robe and giving him a towel along with a robe for him. He looks it over and realizes it was a gift for him.

“I had meant to give you this... at a better time. I hope you like it and it keeps you warm while your clothes dry.” You turn to allow him to slip into it, hearing the rest of his clothes being dropped down.

“You are thoughtful to think of this for me. When did you buy this?” He finds it comfortable slipping it on, and follows you into the house. You look over to him as you wander to put a kettle for tea on, to start warming your cores up.

“I bought it a few weeks ago. Hu Tao mentioned you were looking for one that fitted, and I well... here we are.” You feel your face flush; as arms wind around you from behind.

“Thank you. Will you sit with me?” Zhongli extends his hand to you, inviting you to sit with him on the couch in the living room. You take his hand and let him guide you, to sit next to him.

“You’re quite chilled... blanket? Or something to wrap up in? I’ll get a fire started.” You feel dazed just watching him, face flushed like you’ve dreamt of this scenario, being domestic like this, his voice soft yet firm as he instructs you to get things to increase yours and his body temperature. You already have the stove fire going, but the hearth to add more warmth to the general house.

“What about a bath...” You say hushed and Zhongli lifts his head at your words, you both had entertained intimacy in thought, in hushed whispers with heavier sessions of kisses. Things said at the end of nights to make you both yearn for each other.

“That would be better... and more pleasant. Are you sure?” You see him rest the towel he has behind his head tucking his long tail into it to keep it from soaking anything else.

“We are both adults and I’m sure. It’s a bath.” He ushers you to sit on his lap, facing him. You do making sure your own robe doesn’t slip wrong or his. He holds you to him but lifts your head to face him. You two have sat like this alot when discussing the future with each other.

“You do know what you are saying right? Do you want to progress that side of our relationship this way?” He keeps your head from turning away to avoid his gold eyes. He spoke clearly and without straying.

“I do want that for our relationship. I’d love to be more intimate with you. I’ve... had dreams of it.” Zhongli slips a hand up into your hair combing through the wet and untangling locks with his fingers.

“Then I will make our first night together, an experience you will never forget. Shall we make this a contract?” Your eyes search his, seeing the same fire in them you feel for him.

“Do you want a parchment?” You ask nervous as you relax on his lap, shifting forward a little to where he feels you just above himself.

“I will remember everything for us, but I want to be clear about our boundaries. I will never do anything that puts your life at risk, nor will I seek out anyone else. You and I will be official.” You think it over keeping his stare, amber eyes almost glowing under the faint light that drifts in.

“I like that, and I won’t do anything that will jeapordizes my life, or yours. I also will never stray from our relationship.” His eyes even light up as you match his wording to say you will be his alone.

“Then we have a contract. How do you wish to seal it?” You lean in, your hands cupping the sides of his face to press your forehead to his.

“I can think of two ways. But I think this will be more meaningful.” You feel his hands slip into your hair as you tilt his head back to meet for a full kiss. Zhongli meets this kiss with a full hum of approval, while your hands slip into his hair you start to undo the pin holding it together.

Zhongli feels what you are doing and lets you, his hands slip underneath the front of your robe, enough for his fingers to glide across skin. The kiss between you two is tapered off and he presses his lips after to the corner of your mouth.

“One more thing, people will notice marks tomorrow. While it excites me that you are mine. I prefer that you and I keep our private life exactly that. Private.” You understand what he is saying as you comb fingers through his hair looking at his eyes when talking seeing him serious at no gossiping about your bedroom antics with the former geo archon.

“You’ll do the same right?” You press your palm to the side of his face, he places his hand over it as he kisses your palm.

“Naturally. No one needs to know what we do behind these doors.” You meet him in another kiss to seal another addition to your contract with him. This kiss sweeter than the more intimate ones, and you almost feel comfortable.

“We should get into that bath while we wait for the hearth and stove to heat up properly to make things with.” You are collected into his arms, and with ease Zhongli carries you from the living room where you provided light warmth to the bath.

It is in the room full of steam and warm air that you realize how cold you really are. Double for Zhongli who walked without his coat when lending you his. He notes you had hung it up properly over the shower to keep it from soaking other things and to try.

“Thank you for taking care of this for me.” His arms wind around you from behind.

“I mean... you tried to not let me get soaked.” You tilt your head up feeling him nibble on your neck. Your hands move this time to remove the robe you had been wearing. Letting it slip off your skin between you and him.

Zhongli catches the fabric preventing it from hitting the ground. He separates long enough to hang it up with care. You feel vulnerable when you hear him remove his own.

You hear him remove his own robe, you had wrapped your own arms on your body feeling cold and shy. The heat from Zhongli taking you into his arms keeping himself from fully pressing to you.

“I’ll keep asking, are you sure? Your comfort is more important to me, and you don’t seem to be comfortable yet.” His voice is low in your right ear, his arms proving to be what you needed as you lean back into them and against him. His hands smoothing up and down your shoulders.

“I do want to, it’s just... you’re the first to see me like this, and I wonder if my body is enough.” You had downcast your eyes. You wondered if you were enough to be appealing to his eyes, you felt intimidated when there are stunning women like Ningguang, Beidou, and Ganyu. Those that he’s been around alot more.

“I see...” Carefully he turns you in his arms, not letting his eyes stray to roam your body yet. Not when you haven’t given him that permission, he had stolen a glance at your back, yet he was reminded that this is far more than just his needs or combined wants. This is a whole other step in your relationship with him of being intimate and showing more of yourself and him to each other.

Tilting your head up with a finger you are met with those warm gold eyes staring directly into them.

“You are more than enough. I chose you, and you chose me after all.” His other hand slips down your back to feel your skin and soothe your nerves.

“I did not fall in love with your body, I fell in love with you.” You try to look away but his one finger becomes two holding you in place to keep your eyes locked with his. The red at the corners of his eyes add to the gentle intensity they hold. Looking regal like his former archon self.

“Li..” You are pressed closer to him and you feel his body against yours. Your hands touch on his shoulders and smooth down his arms.

“Allow me to make you feel comfortable to open up to me.” You visibly shiver from the air more than his touch when he glides the hand at your waist up along your back. Zhongli takes note of this, and gets you to step back while he walks forward, to get into the bath itself. He doesn’t let his eyes stray from your face, he kisses over it till you feel giddy inside and your heart warmer.

“There we are, you must be cold.” He’s considerate as you both are standing up to your waists in the water now. You were fortunate to have a larger tub it hides what you were feeling insecure over.

Zhongli keeps hold of your face, keeping you looking at his face. Looking into his eyes, you shiver again from your body registering the heat. A thumb on his left hand brushes over your cheek. This was one of the rare times you see him with his hair free of its tail.

You are mesmerized by how stunning he is, wearing the gentlest of smiles, and all he desires is to make you happy. You search his eyes, the warmth in them like the sun on a summer day. Bright amber eyes, that warm you with the love in them and adoration. Yet you also know of the fierce blaze they can have like if you were staring at the sun too long. They can hurt from the intensity, yet here they regard you with so much care, you recall they never once dipped low or strayed.

He is waiting in silence for your permission to look at you, to truly look at your body. Wherever your eyes dart to, his follows amusement in his own eyes when you do stray from his gaze and look down then back up after the small glimpse you took of his chest.

There is that same warmth in them and you hear him chuckle at your reaction. Deep in his voice, yet echoes off the walls, the only sounds made were from when you stepped into the water, and his voice.

“You can look at me. I want you to look at me. You can decide if you want to keep going. If you are too intimidated, we can just sit in the bath and warm up. Talk about whatever is weighing on your mind. I love you.” You feel your face heat up, the thumb on your cheek rubs in small circles over the tinged flesh.

Your eyes do finally leave his, after he had granted you permission first. You take in his chest noting how well toned his shoulders and arms really are. From years of spear use, and creating the lands you both have walked. You know who he is, he did not hide that after you two had become more serious. You didn’t balk or call him ridiculous or accuse him of making it up.

You knew that he is truthful, of being the former Rex Lapis, Morax, Geo archon. He’d never tell someone unless he trusted them to keep it a secret or ask questions of how.

Someone with as stunning eyes like amber and knowledge of things no one else would know was enough for you to believe him. Or how much he does not sway in his contract makings.

Even now, he keeps his word to you, his contract that he won’t look at your body. Even closing his eyes while you look over his form. You take the hand not touching you into your own to lace your fingers together. To feel him grip it as soft as he touches your face.

When your eyes leave his, he does open them but trains them on your reactions. You look at him in awe, and he feels pride swell in his chest at being looked at with new found curiosity. When your eyes drift lower to his waist, your eyes go wide and he can’t help the sly smirk when you see how well endowed he is.

Under your breath you murmur things he catches.

“Will this even fit?” Meek and astounded. You almost reach your hand to touch him, but are intercepted by his hand leaving your face to catch your wrist. He holds your hand in reverence as he lifts your palm to his abdomen pressing your hand there to slide it up till it rests over his heart where you feel it beating as hard as your own is.

“I said you can look, then decide. This requires both of us to be on the same wavelength. If you desire to feel me, then my love. I want to see you and do the same.” Something awakes in your body, like fire spreading through you as he speaks to you. Needing consent from him as much as he needs it of you.

You feeling his chest your fingers curl under his palm and he raises your hand up to kiss over your fingers. Every single speck not untouched by his lips. The tips of each finger, then on the backs grazing a knuckle to the sides. He raises the hand to his cheek letting you feel his face where he kisses them feather-light till he ends it at the center of your palm. Keeping your stare the whole time.

“P-please... let me touch you?” Zhongli presses another kiss to your wrist.

“Touch me how? You already are. I need precise instructions, lest I offend.” Your heart flutters almost burns as you move closer to him. A hum from him as he circles his free arm behind your back to keep you close.

“I want to feel you, all of you. I want you to look at me too... to touch me gently, kiss me, and love me. I love you too... Morax.” The last word that leaves your lips, makes him genuine smile. He presses his forehead to yours as he uses the hand holding yours to glide it down his chest between where your bodies meet.

“I already love you. and now with your permission. I’ll look at you.” He guides your head up after leaving your hand on his chest. The kiss that greets you when your eyes meet his, you feel your eyes heavy as he kisses you so deep and tenderly that your toes curl.

His eyes finally take you in, after parting from the kiss. Zhongli’s hands glide over your chest, his thumbs touching light over nipples just to see them harden from his touch. He wonders why you were so shy at first, he sees no flaws. He even uses his fingers to spread your folds, he could feel the heat radiate off you there.

“You’re beautiful.” You feel your heart swell from his words. Now that the fire had been stoked inside you, it is like something lit in both of you. Zhongli beginning to kiss your face repeatedly, heated and ending on your lips.

You meet his kisses, letting his hands roam as much as yours are. You breathe in on a kiss when you feel his fingers start rubbing through your folds. You notice how his hands are an expert while yours are clumsy at stroking him.

Zhongli guides your hand as you touch him, flattening your hand at his abdomen again as he guides it lower, letting you grip the shaft to feel him twitch to come alive more in your hand. You even slip your hand further down to roll the sac underneath earning his hum of approval in touching him.

“Lie down on the edge for me?” Zhongli guides you to how he wants you. Before you knew it, he has kneeled down between your legs, he presses kisses all over your body till you shake from each kiss, till you shudder when his mouth presses against your folds.

You writhe underneath him, your heels digging into his back and your hands pulling on his hair closer while your hips move with the rhythm of his tongue through your folds. When you thrash more from his tongue and whimper for more is when he pulls off, a small strand of your juices connecting to his tongue.

“Y-you dove right in... did you like it that much?” The former archon rubs his face with some of the water below and he looks up at you, resting his head on your thigh to kiss it, wanting to dive his tongue back in.

“You taste divine on my tongue... however... I am starting to ache. May I take you?” You know what he means, you want to give him pleasure back, you tongue your bottom lip to your teeth to nibble on.

“You can.. do you not want me to do the same to you? Suck on you?” You feel your face burn, he locks his eyes with yours, thinking it over.

“Do you really want to? You can please me a different time. I really want to be inside you, and I don’t think I can last long enough for you to taste me.” He admitted and you have to laugh to yourself, the ever composed gentleman, Zhongli is impatient for a change.

“Later then. I’d like to return the pleasure you gave me.” He smiles down as he collects you into his arms. You feel your body hotter as he arranges your waist to his, your hips just above and feel the plush tip of his cock press against your folds.

You tighten your hold on Zhongli’s shoulders and nuzzle your face into his neck when you feel him guide himself into you. A sigh escapes him feeling you engulf his erection in a warm and slightly tight heat but very wet to him with the addition to the water around you.

You jolt a little once you feel his hips flushed against yours and the slight burning stretch of being full and filled so deep. You look at him then between you two expecting to see any tinges of red or signs of blood.

“I thought I’d bleed... and it to be painful...” You look into his eyes, and he presses his forehead against yours, enjoying the feel of you fluttering around him.

“You’d only bleed if I didn’t properly prepare you, and you weren’t relaxed.” Zhongli lowers his lips to your neck, waiting for you to adjust so he can continue. He gives a test push in and you yelp, stars in your eyes along with blinding white. You want to feel that sensation rush down your spine again.

“Again... please!” Zhongli does it again, focusing on the one spot, slow draw back then quick push in. He stills while your face is contorted in pleasure.

“So... all those stories about women bleeding with their first times...” Zhongli steadies into a slow rhythm with shallow thrusts. Your hands dig nails into his back as you cling to him, letting yourself feel him as he slides in deeper with each thrust.

“Are just stories my love. Some say them to scare others from doing this. Virginity is about experiencing something for the first time. It should never be as violent as blood or pain. It means you weren’t ready, not relaxed, and I was being inconsiderate to your needs. Look at me.” You hear him and lift your head up to look him in his amber eyes, slightly glowing from the ambient low light of the bathroom.

“I’d never do anything that harms you intentionally. You fit wonderfully around me, and I’m getting delirious feeling you. May I take care of you now?” He keeps staring at you with that same adoration from the beginning, along with something else burning deep in those eyes. You nod to his question, while keeping his stare.

“You look at me... with such love in your eyes...” Zhongli pushes himself inside alot firm and with the need to feel you on him now. You bring a hand to touch his face and he leans his head into your hand.

“Of course I look at you with such love in my eyes. I do love you, and you trust me so intimately like this.” Zhongli says as he dips his head to kiss you. You meet his kiss as he begins to thrust with purpose and you feel your nerves on fire from every push in.

Zhongli swallows every whimper and moan as it leaves you, you grip through his loose hair till your fingers meet the color difference and tug. You muffle your voice after breaking off from him to bite into his shoulder.

“Would you mind if I changed where we are?” He asks, the water you both had been in lukewarm while it was still heating up from the furnace under it kicking back on.

“I don’t mind, please... keep moving though!” You plead and Zhongli only pulls from you brief and collects you to step out of the bath and positions you in front of a mirror.

Zhongli takes you into his arms and gets you to pin better against the glass surface. You look down seeing Zhongli position himself back into you, and are met with your own reflection as you moan out from how he thrusts up and you feel the tip brush that one spot.

You jolt in his arms, and your hands go down to where he’s inside you, your hands resting over the slight bulge his cock makes. He’s gentle as he lifts you into his arms, and you brace your feet onto the mirror pushing down to meet his movements.

Zhongli rests his head in the crook of your neck and watches himself slip inside you, seeing how you’re stretched around him and you see him lick his lips before he kisses and nibbles on your neck meeting your eyes through the mirror.

“Feeling good? You can moan out, go ahead and be louder for me.” The way he holds you to himself you feel and see him leave a mark on your neck. One you’ll dismiss people from asking about. Your legs tremble and shake with each thrust in as you fit him perfect and he brushes that one spot.

You listen to Zhongli’s breathing get more winded as he thrusts harder, as he moves to feel you better. You moan out more letting him hear your voice, when he shifts enough, you see stars and a mess of moans leaves your lips.

“Seems I found it.” He says into your neck, he focuses on that spot. Zhongli thrusts into it, when you open your eyes you see him leaning enough so his hair is draping over you both, he keeps a hold of you to support you against him as he thrusts wilder when you feel wetter on him.

The breath of air you didn’t realize you were holding lets out and with it you peak in an orgasm that has you shivering in his hold. You feel his thrusts harder as he seeks to feel his own.

“Where do you want me to cum? Inside? Outside of you?” He leaves the choice up to you, and you push yourself down to meet his thrusts.

“Inside! Please!” A puff of air against your hair, and followed with a loud moan from him as he thrusts harder inside till you feel him twitch and swell. There is a semi burning warmth blooming inside. Burning only from the stretch and mild irritation of the rougher thrusts.

You sigh as Zhongli arranges you to fit in his arms as he sits down into the bath now warm from the warmer underneath. He has you seated on him, too content to leave your body yet.

“You feel divine... May I stay like this?” You nod your head shyly. You do feel one of his hands slipping down to massage your folds stretched around him.

“Yes, and when we warm up.. can we continue on the bed?” You feel his arms around your waist after he lifts you up long enough to slip out.

“I’d love to do more. Then shall we take this bath we’ve been trying to take?” You laugh as he buries his face into your neck and you scoot closer to him. You feel cherished and well loved. You even turn to sit in his lap while tangling your fingers into his hair washing it.

Zhongli enjoying your hands through his hair, tilting his head up and you apply more soaps to his hair to wash all of it till it is soft to the touch even in the water. He returns the care using those long fingers of his to take care of your head and back.

When it came to getting out of the bath and lounge together in your bedroom, you feel his hands over every inch of your skin touching and comparing it to silk or other soft things. He lets you brush his hair finding it relaxing under your hands. You note that the markings under his eyes are not smudged, you thought it was a rouge make up.

“Oh this? It’s a marking I keep permamently like my arms sometimes.” You look at him confused about his arms. He then raises his hands, and under the dim light of the room. His eyes glow first as he uses his power enough for the light skin of his arms to change to dark black and gold from shoulder to hands with gold veins.

You are in awe over this demonstration, you knew he is the former archon, but seeing him show it. You travel your hands on his arms till he takes yours to hold.

“It’s amazing... that you touch me so tender... when your hands have created so much of Liyue, and the history of tragedies...” You trail off finding a few scars in his hands. Ones he kept even on the new body he made.

“I prefer not to dwell on the tragedies... we can talk about those over tea later if you wish to know more. I’ll tell you everything you wish to hear. Except for one name.” You look up at him, already seeing the pain in his eyes.

“Guizong. I won’t ask, and you don’t have to talk about her unless you freely give me that.” You finish for him, and it is like seeing decades of worry melt off him, from not having to talk about her or the relationship.

“I know you were feeling like you can’t compare to her. I will tell you this, that love is from a time of old. And should not interfere with today and what I feel for you. I love you for the unique way you shine, just as she had her own. I will never compare you to her, and I chose you because you are different, while you make my heart soar.” You feel tears at the edges of your eyes at his words. You worried that he wouldn’t love you like her. But he loves you for your own uniqueness and how much you impact his life.

“Thank you, Morax.” You are tugged into his arms, and he shifts you both to pin you underneath himself.

“Now... may I have you again, this time a bit more properly? Till this room hears your voice, till you are shaking underneath me, and till you know without a doubt every speck of you is loved.” You look up into his glowing eyes, warm like the sun, but still as intense and bright.

Zhongli searches your eyes till you nod, and he lowers down to kiss you, to start over again to carry out his promise.

“I love you, my darling.” You feel your face heat up, even more from him inside you.

He gets you to taste him, letting you suck on his cock till he had thrusted into your mouth. He retained the gentleness and even blushed when your mouth felt too good. A well placed suck on the tip got him to spill his seed on your tongue.

He returned the pleasure till you were wiggling on top of his face while his tongue sank in deep. He left no spot untouched by his tongue and fingers.

By the time you both were spent in energy, Zhongli laid over the top of you as you recover from your last orgasm feeling you twitch around him.

“Rest for now, and I’ll make us something when you wake up.” He presses a kiss to the back of your head as he slips the robe he was wearing onto you. Letting you be wrapped in his warmth and his scent. A faint scent of sandalwood and lavendar. Calming from his work, and you link the two to him, along with the tea he drinks.

You drift to sleep in his arms and don’t hear the last affirmation he says to the top of your head.

“Sleep my dear beloved.”

#Zhongli x female reader #zhongli #genshin zhongli #zhongli smut

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tearskillstardust · 4 months

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your personality type; I am an ambivert, so I can be either super quiet or super loud at times. I'm very caring and like to put others first. However, i am aggressive (but in an affectionate way). I use snarky remarks and like to tease others. I like to make tons of jokes and make people smile. I'm quite smart but sometimes doubt my intelligence. Im witty but sometimes dont pick up on social cues or say something that other people find rude but I didnt mean it in such a way. People usually describe me as the embodiment of chaos

Zodiacs; Aquarius-Capricorn (born on a cusp)

your hobbies; drawing, writing, reading, listening to music, bullying people/j

your favourite characters in genshin; Wanderer, Cyno, tighnari, lyney, kaeya

a few things/words that define you; unique, adaptable, amusing, sarcastic

your preferred aesthetic. Dark academia

I would like to participate in events 1 and 4 please 🥺

1] STELLAR UNION ! ░ you get along the best with ...

CHILDE !

—childe is, most definitely interested in your bubbly chaotic nature! it caught his attention as soon as his gaze fell upon you and finding it amusing, he could not help but stare at you for a moment longer than a stranger should before he turned with a smile. he would enjoy your witty and sarcastic nature and whine about people he didn't like in front of you. he would feel so much better after you diss them out and would feel even better when you treat him out to ice cream.

he would stand with you as a pillar of support when you felt down and doubted your abilities. he would compliment your bubbly and excited nature and add his unique charm to the mix. he wouldn't mind your slip-ups and bluntness either, in fact, he would come to adore them instead. if you ever made a mistake or accidentally were rude to someone, he wouldn't mind patching it up for you. if you asked, he would also point your fault out for you and help you improve. he would adore listening to your favourite artists and would recommend some of his favourite ones too! if it ever reaches that point, he would love to teach you a little russian.

CYNO !

—cyno admires funny people, alright? he was simply dead after you cracked that lorax joke on tighnari, and even though tighnari reprimanded him for it, he couldn't help but want to be friends with you. he would adore your lively and happy nature and let himself relax in your company. initially, your snarkiness would catch him off guard, but when he realized you were just kidding, he would feel much more at peace with you. he would exchange ideas with you and enjoy speaking to you. he would adore how you had strong opinions about certain things and would share his views as well.

—he would share his favourite authors with you and read your favourite books to understand you better. he would simply say 'no' when you were insecure or unsure of your intelligence and help you look at all your good traits and restore confidence in you. he would want you to be shamelessly confident and would do anything for it. he wants you to understand that sometimes, you can just let loose and forget the world to do what you truly want. he doesn't mind your occasional slip-ups either, he would come to grow very understanding of it, though he would rather you don't pull his leg too much in front of others.

HU TAO !

—hu tao admires an energetic disposition and a lively composure. it makes her feel not only understood for her exuberant and bright love for life, but also gives her another person to be bonkers with. she loves your sarcastic and witty nature, and enjoys pulling others' legs with you. she would like to hang out with you because you can adjust to her energy level without whining. she would enjoy exploring places with you and sharing her favourite songs with you.

—she feels that you two are pretty much on the same frequency of energies, and would find it easier to admit or share things with you. she would feel accepted and loved in your presence. she would love how you effortlessly make her feel wanted when others ignore her and she simply smiles, only you and her knowing about her true hurt. not to worry though, you're kind enough to help her patch up even after that, and you know just how to make anyone smile!

4] FALLEN STARS ! ░ your life in genshin would look like ...

—depth of emotion and versatility of nature is something that deserves to be addressed by people and gods alike. you would be blessed by the four winds and the archon of the skies—an anemo vision would be your first blessing in this lifetime. with ideals such as yours, it would be highly likely that you would find home in a place such as sumeru where such themes are entertained and admired.

—you would find yourself a place in the academia easily, and people would know you for your subtelty of words yet the impact they have on others. many people would be repulsed by your exuberance, of course, but that doesn't mean that for most of them it doesn't come from a place of envy. people would be curious about how you were that intelligent and witty but still managed to be so curious and excited for life and witnessing its treasures. many would try to defame you by taking your lack of social cues as an excuse, though.

—with your anemo vision, it would be so much easier to research, explore and gain popularity! people would flock around you, and you would find yourself being often complimented. may i even suggest, dehya, nilou and kaveh and a few others would be enthralled by you. they would find your enthusiasm contagious and perfectly aligning with their own philosophy of life. they would like speaking to you and having a good laugh at your wittiness and funny nature.

—if your interests lie elsewhere though, don't hesitate! with a vision, especially anemo, the sky and seas are with you. you would do well as an explorer or a researcher as well, and even in a feild where popularity fluctuates and is rarely found, you would find great success. people would think of you as an amzing partner to work with and even though your bluntness could throw some people off, it's okay to be assertive when you're being so kind.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin imagines #genshin x reader #event #anon <3

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happy-ramm · 10 months

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Hi!

First of all: Thank you very much, I really appreciate all of your input on the current rammstein situation and I’d totally say I agree!

The situation is fucked.

I just want to add some of my thoughts about all of this, if that’s ok:

Let’s start with: I hate it here.

I hate what this debate does to the bigger image of the band: they are in the process of becoming a tool to express hate towards women and the general idea of feminism. There are misogynists, fans of this red pill ideology ‘defending’ Till by simply calling the women who came forward with allegations slurs. And there are fanaccounts sharing these videos like “go watch it, big recommendation” … you’re like ten seconds in and the dude in the video calls a woman “bitch”/“hoe” because he has ‘evidence’ that she might be lying? Shut up, Sherlock and maybe let some professional investigator do their job?

Who do they think they’re helping with that? It’s ridiculous, really embarrassing and not helpful at all imho.

This antifa-incident now also gives a lot of rather right winged people (Nazis lol) the opportunity to slide in the comment section of posts about it and spread hate of the political left as a whole and force their ideas of “the lefts being the new facists” on everyone. This connection is also very nice for all those journalists out there who love discussing rammstein as nazis! And also veeeery nice for the current political situation in Germany! much wow. I’m so done. (Also quick advice to all the activists out there: if you feel like vandalism, maybe rather write ‘no stage for Nazis’ on some buildings that are owned by ‘Alternative für Deutschland’?)

(These right winged accounts also really often show their homophobia - which I find quite ironic given the fact that rammstein eg waved pride flags in poland and their guitarists kissing on stage like every concert now but ok)

Id def consider myself somewhere on the spectrum of the political left and I also think that one can (and should) read rammsteins appearance in their political songs in this context.

My point being: there are now a lot of people interested in rammstein who seem to actually have nothing in common with their world view? It just makes me really uncomfortable and I hope that once this is over they’ll loose their interest in the band again.

I’ve been to three rammstein concerts and one of Lindemanns shows - until now everything was ok and we met some nice people. (Even tho the Lindemann Show was a rather weird, unique experience in general but that’s sth different) .. all in all I’d say my (female passing) friends and I were having a good time and everything was ok.

But with all of this, with the chance that the amount of these kinds of really bad people being interested in rammstein and as a result maybe also attending the concerts is growing - I might be afraid of going to another one (if there will be another tour?) and no, not because of Till Lindemann.

Sorry for the late repsonse Anon! I was moving house!

In general, though, I share a lot of your concerns. Situations such as this one are tricky because what is ultimately the dealings between two people and their own feelings/experiences of the matter gets submitted to the greater public for their judgement. Politics, laws, personal morals and agendas all get dumped in one big pot to boil over and eventually fester. It is all very confusing...and then out pops something nasty. In this case, the misogynistic right wing.

Frankly, I am not surprised that the right-wing has found a little nest within the Rammstein fandom. I do not say that because I believe Rammstein harbours any sympathies with that ideology - I like you firmly believe them to be a left-leaning band - but simply because people's media literacy skills are in general....ah, how to say this politely?....ah yes, they are fuckin' shit.

Rammstein is a band that rewards those willing to look deeper; those who love satire and those who simply have a good sense of humour. Unfortunately, they also appeal to those who really like when things go BANG.

Now, I also like when things go bang, don't get me wrong - pure sensation can never be underrated in terms of art. However, its a matter of aesthetics versus text. A reasonable person would conclude that these can't be separated: their interaction, whether it be complimentary or contrasting, creates the meaning. In the case of Rammstein, however, there exists a neat line, formed due to the language barrier between the band and the general audience.

This barrier has benefitted Rammstein - I believe they would not have gotten so far if their content was in English, for instance, but it means there are too many who only see "the picture".

The hardness. The hypermasculinity. The violence. The sexual imagery. The stoicism. The evocation of fascism. And all without the crucial framing of the lyrics.

Even when the satire should be self-evident, many miss the cue. Take Links 234 as an example: a song which functions as a politically rally for the left, specifically against the right, and was constructed in response to a reactionary media who sought controversy and not understanding, has ended up as a right-wing marching song in many minds.

It is very frustrating

Even more frustrating is deciding how to deal with this....

Argue with every idiot you see on the internet? Now, that's a Sisyphean task.

Leave the fandom altogether? Well, that feels like a different kind of defeat.

Realistically speaking, there is no silver bullet. One decides what is best for themselves. Personally, I feel no fear participating in the fandom as a queer AFAB person. Reality is different from the online spaces and I have never felt uncomfortable at their concerts, and when online, the block button is a blessing. I have no idea how this recent controversy is going to change the demographic of the Rammstein fandom, but I know I ain't going to fuckin budge to leave space for some Nazi twat. All I can say is, I hope this situation is resolved quickly, and I hope all Nazis die in a fuckin' fire.

That is all.

#rammstein #anon ask

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sounknownvoid · 8 months

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give jared size-appropriate sets and props n stories

i know this is a bit random but have been watching walker and also on tumblr recently saw that whole gifset about torture-porn of sam (i mean what else could we call it haha)... and also on rewatches - noticed that jared does sometimes look awkward doing just regular things and its always bugged me why that is - & ive realised (yeh, i know - d-uh!!... slow singular brain cell made the trek to join the dots finally) - the main reason is literally his size...

Example: When he holds a sawed off gun with both hands which is the "correct stance" - you can barely see the gun itself - & he looks like an (adorable) dork instead of a bada$$.... same thing when hes doing certain rolls or dealing n interacting with cars or people or other things....he looks awkward coz hes having to bend down or squish himself to interact - ie his size is actively ignired in the narrative n stories n sets - its treated almost like a hindrance to his portrayal by the makers which is a shame...

He looks awkward handling things or looks extremely tentative even when hes otherwise being feirce or whatever - simply because he's compensating for his size - constantly....

I get it (but in reverse - im a shorty in a big-persons world and im constantly stretching,climbing on things and generally stressed and stretched out - making things look harder than it should be - simply coz to me, it *is* harder).... similarly, i imagine, being his size and NOT having things be in his size must make him feel like his entire existence is in a "cage" where he feels "too big/too much" and at risk of breaking stuff/hurting someone and constantly being worried and careful - suspect it is why he does those scenes really well too - from spn to walker...caged is how he must constantly physically feel IRL due to his size....

So this is what i want for jared in some future project hes starring in: i want him to be in something where he is playing a badass mofo that we know he can do v well - with that hesitancy removed - i want a role for him which narratively doesnt restrict him, i want sets and props in his size so that it looks right - i want to see him in something thats made to *fit him* physically, mentally and talent-wise ...instead of him having to scrunch himself to fit the narrative or look weird handling things that are too fragile or too small or whatever (ofc have other things be normal sized for other actors etc - & every now n then show something that he dwarfs to call out the size)....

he is massive with a big heart and a big talent - i want something that will *fully showcase* that massiveness where he doesnt have to be afraid to be as big as he is... id watch the hell out of something like that....

seeing jared at his ease could add a whole new depth and dimension to his characters....n heck that might be the most discomfort he's faced as an actor - coz i know he's said at cons or whatever that hes a bit self conscious about his body/size and always trying to downplay it....

i say lets get him in an environment where he's taught to embrace his own physical space n size and even how to work with it to best advantage and lets enjoy the magic that might happen as a result!

I'd love to see him play dark, totally in control smooth n suave and slightly sinister "master of all he surveys" type character that fully uses his bulk to intimidate n uses it effectively n to full effect - full on "king"-vibe ....that then could eventually proceeds to reveal his more softer side....

So whatd you guys think? - action-hero or spy or dark magical sorceror dude? - your ideas on what kinda character it could be that he could play that narratively called for / played up his physical size and his combat/shooting/etc action-skills but also dark n very in-control etc - along with hus vulnerable side?...

#Jared padalecki needs to have sets and props that match n actively play up his size #Jared needs to play dark but vulnerable “king” characters #Imagine what jared could do with a story/narrative that played up his size actively n he didnt have to squish himself to fit

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tomorrowxtogether · 2 years

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K-Pop Group TOMORROW X TOGETHER Discover How Well They Know Each Other: 'We Know as Much as There Is to Know'

Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun, and HueningKai learn who has the best style, who can sing the highest note and who would survive a zombie apocalypse in this latest round of PEOPLE's K-Pop Quiz

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TOMORROW X TOGETHER debuted in 2019 and have already found worldwide success with hits like "Crown" and "Blue Hour," and their latest EP Minisode 2: Thursday's Child has taken the charts by storm in numerous countries.

Now the bond of members Yeonjun, Soobin, Beomgyu, Taehyun and HueningKai is put to the test in this latest round of PEOPLE's K-Pop Quiz. While Soobin exclaims that "we know as much as there is to know," we check to see if they all agree when it comes to who is the most fashionable, who can sing the highest note and who would win in a dance-off.

First, the guys have to figure out what celebrity Taehyun would be starstruck over. Taehyun jokes that he and Justin Bieber are "already buddies," shutting down his bandmates' first guess. Meanwhile, HueningKai believes the answer is himself. "Aren't you often surprised by me," he asks, to which Taehyun jokingly agrees. The real answer: a toss-up between The Kid LAROI and the founder of their label Big Hit Music, Bang Si-hyuk.

When it comes to Beomgyu's favorite on-stage outfit, Soobin believes "there are too many," HueningKai guesses bomber jackets and Yeonjun thinks it's the outfit from their "I Know I Love You" video. But Beomgyu is quick to shut that down, as well as his look from the "Drama" video. The correct choice: his ensemble from the "LOSER=LOVER" music video.

As for Yeonjun's sleeping habits, the members point out that it "changes every day" depending on their schedule, and struggle coming to any sort of a consensus. After hearing a different response from each of the guys, he settles on 11 a.m., which HueningKai correctly guessed, calling it "a relaxed morning."

One thing they do quickly get right is figuring out which animal HueningKai would be if he could choose. The guys guess penguin and unicorn, both of which he declares as "great animals," but penguin ultimately wins. HueningKai clarifies that he does like unicorns, but as Soobin points out, he "does resemble a penguin."

The TXT performers initially believe Soobin's favorite fictional character is Wanda Maximoff from the Marvel Cinematic Universe before changing their decision to Hermione from Harry Potter, which ends up being the correct answer. "She had my heart when I was young," Soobin admits, despite saying he does still like Wanda a lot.

Picking out Taehyun's ideal superpower is no easy feat, with Beomgyu guessing teleporting, HueningKai leaning towards mind-reading and Yeonjun thinking it would just be "sheer power." He ultimately goes with teleportation because "it's practical," and as HueningKai points out, he already has strength. "Then I'd be able to visit the U.S. within a day," Taehyun explains, with HueningKai noting that they would be able to get American snacks whenever they wanted, like Beomgyu's favorite: Hot Cheetos.

Now for the most important question of all: would Yeonjun or Soobin win in a dance-off? The general consensus is Yeonjun, and while Beomgyu feels "sad for Soobin" because "he gets no votes," he doesn't change his mind. The pair then participate in a battle to prove if the guys are right, which leads HueningKai to confess "they were both great so they both win."

In the lightning round, Yeonjun gets the most votes for being the most likely to survive a zombie apocalypse. Soobin says "he'd survive with his brain" and "would beat the zombies up because he's good, he's a good fighter, while HueningKai agrees Yeonjun "would be the leader type," who "always survives long."

It's decided that Beomgyu is the best at keeping secrets, and he add that "if you have something you can't really say or feel uncomfortable about, message me, contact me, and I'll take some time out." However, he later admits that "it's not so much that I'm keeping secrets, it's more that I forget them."

Meanwhile, HueningKai is declared the most fashionable, although they admit their styling team is "saying no way" off camera. Yeonjun says he does "respect HueningKai's dedication to one specific style" and that "he's a professional when it comes to hoodies." HueningKai agrees, admitting he has "various colors, zip-ups, short sleeves... I love hoodies."

And as for who can sing the highest note, the guys run their vocal scales to see who comes out on top. The member closest to breaking glass with their voice: Soobin.

#txt #tomorrow x together #220608 #article #PEOPLE #soobin #yeonjun #beomgyu #taehyun #hueningkai

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Do you have any tips for shading? your shady is very pretty and i want to do something similar!

ok im gonna be honest im incompetent as fuck so be patient .

my ultimate rule is that you need to do everything and constantly fuck around and keep moving like youre a shark because if you stop any time you will literally die .

step 1: boot up etterna

step 2: play a song just a tiny bit too much out of your skill range, fail

step 3: remember you were supposed to be drawing

step 4: quit the game

step 5: open drawing software

so this is gonna be odd to explain,

what i usually do is have the biggest color (aka the primary color of the thing im painting in) depending on the way i want to make the shading i obviously use a darker color of sorts . it depends on how i want to make the lighting look anyways .

important to mention here is that i try to choose colors that aren't exactly the color that's there (i always do this for colors like white)

look at this that shit is just straight up dusty pink

whats most important is that i just do whatever the fuck i want and sometimes choose colors that would be considered odd or something because otherwise its boring as balls . fuck around and find out

the darker color is usually hue shifted as well, i would never ever try to use the same color hue but darker for the shading directly, idc about shit it is not satisfying when i do that .

step 6: i forgot the steps they existed for the intro of this post only

okay . also note that i used a very similar color to the main color,

i hue shifted it ever so slightly, you can do this with more of a hue shift but MAKE SURE ITS CONTRAST IS LOW

blending in areas that need them aka the shadow isnt sharp . also dont blend everything you will regret your whole life choices if you dont keep a good amount of shadows sharp than not (this is obvious but its necessary to state for some people)

so this looks bland af right . yeah it does so i obviously need to do something aka slap more shit on it .

take the shading color or something

hue shift and move across to make the contrast less clear (if i didnt move it from the spot the original one was in it would make it be a darker color which i didnt want)

now it looks weird as fuck which is what i want . its an extra amount of color that might seem unnecessary but thru doing this i feel my soul thrive personally so i put on more and more colors with minimal contrasting as much as i like

^ this is how it wouldve looked if i didnt adjust the brightness/etc. when shifting the hue, it doesnt look as satisfying unless im gonna do another layer of darkening on that shadow (which i wasnt gonna do, this was just to add extra colors)

this is how it usually ends up looking in a mass scale, notice the bunch of similar colors (aside from the shading color or whatever) that are shifted in hues, the only reason its not jarring is bcz they Nearly have no contrast with one another it just looks trippy.

this Adding low contrast differently hued colors is just how i do anything really, i also often reuse the colors from one spot and put it in another even if they are barely related

see here i mushed very greyed greens with purples and slight pink tinges which look much more vibrant when next to one another (its good to have it be contrasting sometimes but do it with some control)

you have to keep a balance of hues and contrasting and lack of contrasting when painting, a balance of sharp and smooth blending and the like, a balance of light and dark

but most importantly you cant just keep doing the same shit over and over without any variation, you cant keep the balance being just black and white, sometimes you gotta fuck around and go against "rules" and especially go against everything i just said

not all colors interact the same way with one another thus need attention all on their own and if you dont change anything by experimenting its not gonna work

pro tip (???): i always say i slap colors onto things randomly and thats kinda true because i genuinely mess around by putting on more and more colors to stimulate my brain (whom is starving)

its up to you how much you do this.

i didnt necessarily explain how i shade exactly but i did *try* to explain how i ""pick"" the colors and such for it hope you enjoyed my ted talk . sorry if i repeated shit bcz im not proofreading this bye

#hexatxt #ask #anon

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Title: Puppy Eyes - Anything To Get Friends

Relationship(s): Kitty Drage (CCE S/I) & Gary S/mith

Notes: I never posted the second chapter to this story, whoops, anyways here it is, I also posted it on Wattpad a long ass time ago, here's the link for that. anyways I'm also gonna add the next parts as well, gimme a few minutes. anyways I'm also gonna add the next parts as well, gimme a few minutes.

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The bright lights of the sun shone through the window of Kitty's dorm and onto them, making them moan in annoyance. They rolled over, and hugged the covers closer to their body. The small alarm clock on Kitty's bedside table lightly rang and they accidentally hit it so it fell onto the floor. The ringing noise stung their ears and Kitty rolled out of their comfortable embrace by the covers and onto the floor, laughing to themselves. They grabbed the clock off the floor and turned it off. They put it down back onto the beside table and got up onto their knees. They stretched out quickly before yawning.

They sat and stretched out to be the cat yoga position, that their aunt Joni had taught them a year prior. They then got up and walked over to the blinds and closed them, shutting the sun out. "I can feel today will be a great day!" They spoke to themselves and as they walked to their wardrobe, where they had put all their clothes inside, including their new uniform. Kitty imagined a nice tune from a song that made them happy play and danced around, while grabbing their uniform. The white shirt framed their body nicely, as they admired themselves in the mirror they had carefully placed upon the wall the day before, after they had gotten to their dorm. After their introduction to the.. semi-nice Gary, who they had already began considering a somewhat possible friend.

Outside of their dorm, they could hear someone talking, but not getting a response, which confused Kitty. They inched closer to the door and opened it, staring at the person speaking, who was presumably speaking to someone behind the door they were facing. "Mandy, come on! I really need those papers!"

"Uh hi, do you need help with anything?" The girl jumped and turned to Kitty, who had a patient smile on their lips. "Oh! It's Mandy, she took something from me. Again." Kitty made a O shape with their mouth, as they nodded in understandment, although they didn't know the Mandy girl was speaking about. "Oh, well hopefully she returns it!" Kitty said, trying to lighten the mood, sending a small smile towards the girl. "I highly doubt it.."

There was an awkward silence between the two and Kitty rubbed their arm, before speaking again. "I don't know Mandy, frankly I don't know many people here, but if you could need help getting whatever she took from you back, I'm always up for a quest!" Kitty cheerfully explained, a smile embroidered on their lips. The girl returned the smile, but looked more shy. "Oh uh, thank you. I really appreciate that.. Uhm, what's your name?"

Realizing they hadn't introduced themselves, they shook their head and raised their hand for the girl in front of them to shake it, they introduced themselves as Kitty. "I'm Beatrice. If you ever want to, I could introduce you to some of my friends sometime." She added, and Kitty gave a light nod, and told her how that sounded wonderful. The two said their goodbyes and parted ways, Kitty heading back to their dorm to quickly pack a small bag with a cat inspired appearance with school supplies, like a pencil case and a notebook. They thought to themselves for a second before wondering if they possibly shared any classes with either Gary or Beatrice, who they hoped to possibly get to know better in the future.

Kitty quickly walked to the entrance and exited, and started to look for a specific guy with a undercut and a strange scar over his eyes. Kitty was thinking of check in the boys dorm, but decided against it, assuming it would be forbidden and against a rule or something, and would rather look around the huge campus. Kitty noticed a strange, extremely short brown haircut and a familiar green vest they had seen the day before, who was heading towards the huge building in the middle of the campus. Kitty jogged over and tapped their shoulder, and they turned around, revealing it to be... Gary! "Uh hi! G-Gary.. That's your name, right?"

The masculine person nodded and Kitty silently let out a sigh of relief that they had remembered his name. "So did you need anything, dweeb?" He asked them, entering the main entrance, Kitty following him. "Uh, nothing in particular, just wanted to see how you were doing, after that fight from yesterday." They spoke softly, sending him a smile, and Gary returned the gesture, but sent a smirk instead. "I'm fine, how about you? Wouldn't be surprised if you got brain damage by how harder you hit the ground." He laughed, and Kitty gave a light shrug. "My head is fine.. I think."

When the two were walking around, Kitty recognized two of the bullies who had beat them both up. Kitty tapped Gary's shoulder and asked what their names were. «Troy Miller and Ethan Robinson. Goons of Russell Northrop, the biggest meathead in all of school.» Kitty nodded, mostly to themselves at the description, and listened to Gary explaining what seemed to be the hierarchy system of the school. "Non-cliques are the bottom dwellers, and Nerds come right after. I would suggest you join a clique, but you don't seem to fit into any of them." He said, making Kitty tilt their head to the side, like a puppy. "Why's that?"

Gary looked them up and down and Kitty suddenly felt extremely exposed and uncomfortable, giving him a strange look. "Not 'badass' enough to join the greasers, not weird enough to join the nerds, not pretty or athletic enough to join the jocks, and you look.." He stopped speaking, staring a little too long at their outfit and Kitty hffed. "Poor." He added, sending them a tight-lipped smile, looking somewhat bored.

Kitty was slightly offended at all the comments, but stayed silent about it. "Well, you aren't apart of any cliques, are you?" They asked, a small bit scared that he would inform them he was actually apart of a clique, or possibly way higher in the hierarchy system, higher than he seemed to be at least. He stayed in silence for a few seconds before shaking his head, looking annoyed at their question. "I'm too good to be in a clique. I don't need friends, they're for the weak."

Hearing his statement about not needing friends, Kitty froze up and sent a strange expression to him, that Gary couldn't read. "Å." Kitty spoke, their voice slightly shaking, and just as Gary heard their words, a bell rung and had seemed to save them. "Well, uh I gotta go, I have.. Uh, Physical Education, I think." And before Gary could respond, they were off, although Gary was pretty sure they didn't know where the gym was.

Gym class went quickly by and Kitty couldn't be more relieved that they didn't have to participate, because of some weird misogynistic teacher's ideals, but was still a bit mad at any other girls' behalf, who possibly wanted to participate in gym class, and play against the boys. They were still a bit off because of Gary's comment, but just thought he phrased it wrong and decided to try and find him, to possibly see if he really didn't want friends, by maybe rejecting their offer to hang around him for the free period they had.

After a few minutes of searching, they found him on the way towards the entrance gates, that were open. "Gary, hi." They spoke softly, and he turned to them and raised his eyebrows at them. "So, you didn't get killed in Gym class. Impressive." He commented, making them flush. "Yeah.. I didn't, I guess. Uh, irrelevant to what you just said but can I hang out with you?" They asked, and earned a strange look by him, before he seemed to smirk and nod, in an excited manner. "You could've explored Bullworth or tried finding new friends, but you wanted to hang out with me. I'm honored." His words confused Kitty, as they should've sounded like he was happy, but he sounded.. the opposite, and rather bored.

The shorter of the two nodded sluggishly to themself, before turning back to Gary. "Oh, alrighty then.. So uhm, where are you heading?" The taller turned to them, and gave a slight shrug, along with a small smirk, that hung on his lips. "I'm not eating in the cafeteria. Edna's food tastes like ass." Gary shuddered at the thought of the lady's food, not wanting to even go in there. "Plus, with your luck, you would most likely just get assaulted by Russell's boneheads if you even tried to enter the cafeteria." He laughed, as Kitty nervously shuffled after him. They asked where they were going to eat instead then, and Gary just silently dragged them to a bus stop outside the gates.

They got on and Gary payed for both their tickets, which Kitty was grateful for, but slightly confused about, and thinking about his comment about them looking poor. They decided to stay quiet about it and sent him a small smile, which he didn't return. Soon the bus stopped at a bus stop in the other town, where Kitty remembered that their aunt, uncle and cousin lived in, and definitely not where Bullworth was, but super close.

In silence, he lead them to a Cafe or something, where several adults and a few strangely neatly dressed teenagers were giving them strange looks before going on about their own business. A waitress came by and asked for their orders, and Kitty just told them they would like some water, earning a strange look by Gary. Once the waitress had taken Gary's order and walked off, Kitty just explained they weren't that hungry, before trying to change the subject.

"I met this nice girl, Beatrice, in the girls' dorm," Kitty rambled, not noticing how Gary was not listening, jotting things down on a small notepad. "She said she could introduce me to her friends!" They grinned, then going on about their class, as their words were processing through Gary's mind. «Do not tell me that you befriended one of the Nerds.» Kitty turned quiet, an embarrassed expression on their face. Bright pink cheeks and averting eye contact, Gary sighed before grabbing their wrist. «I guess we could make do of that alliance.» A perplexed expression fell upon Kitty's features, although Gary didn't notice that as he had turned back to his notes, muttering plans for him and his possible new partner in crime to pull.

"Alliance? What for? Do you guys have like alliances in like gym class or something?" Kitty asked, leaning their head on their arm as Gary gave them a light smirk. He shook his head and stayed silently, looking off into the distance, as Kitty continued to question him about, but not receiving an answer. "Oh, so we're like uh, Jim Pickens and Turg from that one show! The Sicks, or The Simmons.." They trailed off, holding their chin and stroking an imaginary mustache. Gary gave them a weird expression before getting up and leaving, as Kitty yelled for him to not go yet, as they just remembered the name of the show.

Possibly Gary considered them a friend? Kitty wasn't sure, but Gary didn't seem to try and push them away, so maybe the two could be the bestest of friends. Or maybe not.

#( would it be to much to ask to see the world they're living in ) ─ my writing #( you're just a girl‚ just a girl who knows no shame ) ─ self induldgent writing #( it's been one week since you looked at me ) ─ part of a series writing #— puppy eyes; gary smith x kitty drage

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