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chrisnaustin · 6 months
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If only I were she!
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mothsandclowns · 3 years
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Me and who
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floofycheeto · 3 years
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Rarepair hours
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lionbearfox · 3 years
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Sometimes when it comes to rarepairs you have to make your own food
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jasdiary · 3 years
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idk chief....i just think they’re neat....
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royalstorm · 3 years
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it is canon on this blog that keqing has always had some sort of innocent background crush on ganyu🥴 she’s gorgeous AND diligent AND so, so, so kind🥴🥴
not that she’s ever processed her feelings enough to realize it, though.
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glazelilyy · 3 years
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headcanons incoming luce 🤭🤭 beware: rarepairs because i love unpopular ships
monaqing: keqing definitely does not believe in zodiac signs so mona will do anything to make her believe in her zodiac sign!! and maybe after a bit of this and a bit of that it ends up with keqing only (as she claims) semi believing astrology and her falling in love with mona because who wouldn't smh
kazuxiao: like xiaoven, kazuha plays on his little leaf thing <3 for xiao and will teach xiao how to play it AND WOULD 100% TRICK XIAO INTO SHARING AN INDIRECT KISS WITH HIM THROUGH THE LEAF because kazuha is a sneaky mf because i said so <3
oooh rarepairs!! :D
MONAQING AWWW that's like the skeptic and devoted believer dynamic: mona is more teasing and emotionally influenced whereas keqing is more serious and straightforward. their dynamic is so cute!!!
oooh i've seen a bit of kazuxiao art but the two anemo users!!! they'd have such a nice bond though given both of their behaviors: kazuha, despite being calm and collected, can also be quite mischievous and that leaf indirect kiss is SO cute AAAA :D xiao would get so flustered with kazuha's flirting because he's so good at it :P
thank you for sharing jayee!!! rarepairs (within reason, no kids!!) are always so interesting to think about!! (zhongluc is one i often see and it's pretty neat! :D)
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rollercoaster59 · 3 years
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A flaming monaqe... like sex and city veranda mechew... yes...
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bloglistentonature · 6 years
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. winter wreath M " Loora & Monaq 𖥧 . ミディアムサイズのリースは4種類。ドアなどにも飾りやすいサイズです。 こちらの2種はクリスマスらしい楽しげな雰囲気🧦 " . . ✔︎ 11.24 Fri 20:00~ on our webshop 🛒 #listentonature . . . #christmas #xmas #christmaswreath #wreath #forest #interior #naturelife #クリスマス #インテリア #クリスマスリース #リース #冬支度 #ライフスタイル
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floofycheeto · 3 years
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Astrocat sketchis
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floofycheeto · 3 years
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Astrocat is a v good ship name for them
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royalstorm · 3 years
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the zodiac(’s) killer (ass)  *  part 1 / ?
a jennifer’s body parody fic ft. mona as jennifer and keqing as needy;
for @astralreflections because: gay rights and i’m bored at work
“You’re killing people.”
“No, I’m killing boys.”
Keqing awakens sometime in the middle of the night to Mona―who she hasn’t spoken to in over two years―knocking at her door and retching at her feet. 
First of all: disgusting.
Second of all: how dare she?
Despite the tension that still buzzes between them when they exchange glares during passing period, Keqing has yet to do anything as vile as puking on her ex-best friend.
To make matters worse, the vomit’s gross. Not rollercoaster victim gross or meningeal tuberculosis gross ... instead, consider horror movie gross: a substance that is black and tar-like and would, quite frankly, give The Exorcist and Evil Dead and Insidious several runs for their money. 
Keqing’s also sure there’s an animal carcass―or a chunk of an animal carcass; possibly a raccoon; the tail is striped and vaguely curly―floating in the thick substance now staining her favorite cat slippers—the ones that Mona had gifted her herself during their sandbox days.
Mona amends her posture, shoulders loosening and spine straightening. She spends a few seconds adjusting the Peter Pan collar of her dress before looking up at Keqing with a grotesquely vacant expression. She coughs. Black spittle gathers at the corners of her mouth and dribbles down her chin.
“Surprise?” she tries. “Happy Venus in retrograde?” A weak smile flickers on her face.
“What the fuck?” Keqing exclaims. Though she’s not the biggest fan of cursing, there’s really and truly nothing else for her to say. Mona’s (potentially radioactive) vomit aside, they haven’t talked in two years. Sure, they were seated together for chemistry class at the beginning of the year, but Mona switched out of that period shortly after. 
Now, she’s puking on Keqing’s front porch as if it were nothing.
Mona wordlessly shoves Keqing aside and scrambles to the kitchen, holding herself up against the wall. Typical. No consideration for the fact that Keqing must now gulp down her pride and string together a “parent-friendly” explanation as to why the walls and floors of the family home have been spontaneously painted over ... with black vomit, of all things.
She follows closely after Mona, inches away from booking it and quarantining with her neighbors, when she finds her kneeling in front of the fridge.
To her dismay, Mona hadn’t been seeking out organic yogurt or the strawberries Keqing had picked fresh that morning. 
She’s ... shoveling ... raw meat into her mouth too quickly—too inhumanly—for comfort.
“Mona. Seriously, what is going on? Should I call Kamaria?”
Mona’s head snaps up. She hisses at Keqing. 
It’s then that Keqing notices that those are not her teeth. Those teeth are sharp and smeared in blood and rotten ... something. She couldn’t quite tell what exactly, but then again ... did she really want to know?
Mona hisses once again, the sound somehow more feral than last time.
Okay. Oh-fucking-kay. This has gotten too weird.
“Know what? I’m over whatever this is,” Keqing declares through gritted teeth. “You can stop me from calling Kamaria, but you can’t stop me from calling an ambulance.” She reaches for the home phone (conveniently) strung up on the kitchen wall.
A hand slams her wrist against the cupboard right beside it. Keqing yelps. The phone flies out of her grip and topples to the floor. Its dial resounds in the kitchen as Mona presses the length of her body against her. She then dips her head low and brushes her lips to the skin of Keqing’s throat. 
The air wafting between them reeks of unpleasantries. Death, burnt hair, wet soil. And more rot. And more blood. Keqing can feel her heart beating in her eardrums.
Admittedly, she has had this dream before, except Mona never puked on her nor did she have the fangs of a prehistoric animal as teeth ... so, in retrospect, this was nowhere near as fun.
“Mona?” she whispers, voice trembling.
Mona pulls away with a growl. She releases Keqing and disappears in a blink, far more quickly than any reasonable person could credit to “hot girl season” or those white girl-esque fitspiration Pinterest boards.
Keqing sinks to the floor in disbelief, knees first. She touches the skin of her throat still warm from the press of Mona’s lips.
“What the fuck,” she says again.
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royalstorm · 3 years
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Keqing isn’t sure if it’s both her mind and her body finally succumbing to fatigue or if maybe, just maybe, she’s sick of hearing her heartbeat in her eardrums ... but regardless, there’s no going back from this. 
A muffled groan spills from her lips as she faceplants atop the astrologer’s shoulder. Her body goes limp almost immediately afterward.
“I’ve been looking for something I want, and ... Mona, it’s ... you ... ahmmm ...”
@astolabxsed​ .
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