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oh my fucking god
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Bastard (Good)
You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?
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Beidou x reader: Give Me This Dance
oopsies school started and we disappeared sorry bout that
Anyways here’s a self indulgent beidou fic I wrote in Spanish instead of doing my work <3
-Ramones
Give Me This Dance (Beidou)
Beidou had never been a huge fan of formal parties, especially ones that involved dancing. So when Ninnguang had requested her presence at the Jade Chamber’s masquerade ball, she’d laughed and went back to the ship.
A day later, she received a letter from you.
So now Beidou stood in the outdoor courtyard area of the Jade Chamber, soft music flowing out from inside, the tapping of heels and murmur of voices filling her ears. She had been there for an hour, trying to avoid attention and—just maybe—looking out for a sign of a certain somebody.
You had said you’d be there in your letter, right? It had already been an hour. Where were you?
“Lovely evening,” a voice rang out from behind. “Needed a little fresh air?”
Beidou turned, a smile crossing her face, a smile that dropped off when she saw you.
Because you were stunning. Dressed to the nines in fine white silk, eyes sparkling, the golden evening light almost making your outfit glow, you were absolutely perfect, standing there with a soft smile on your face, hands tucked behind your back. Archons, you took her breath away.
Clearing her throat, turning to hide the warm flush spreading across her face, Beidou stepped towards you. “You clean up real nice.” An understatement, but she was too flustered to say anything else. To say what she really wanted to.
You giggled, a sound that startled the kaleidoscope of butterflies in her stomach. “You don’t look half bad yourself, Beidou.” Her name on your lips. How could she ever get used to that? The way you smiled through the syllables? Fuck, she was blushing like crazy.
Beidou looked down at her own outfit to hide the red in her cheeks. She’d found an old suit in her closet, all the way in the back from some event years ago. She’d risked only a few buttons on the white shirt, leaving a deep v down her front. The rose-red blazer sat on her shoulders, sleeves hanging down at her sides. The matching trousers flared out a bit at the bottom, covering the tops of chunky black heels. It was a last-minute decision, so it wasn’t her best. “Oh, this? Just something I had.” Her gaze slipped to you again. She couldn’t help it, you were perfect. Everyone else at the ball couldn’t compare to you, to your heart, to your beauty, to your courage.
The music from inside changed, from upbeat to a soft, slow waltz. Beidou looked at you and saw the longing in your eyes, saw the part of your lips as your body unconsciously swayed along with the beat.
She extended her hand to you.
“May I have this dance?”
Your eyes brightened, colour blooming in your cheeks, and you reached out and took her hand, giving her that dazzling smile of yours.
“Of course.”
Beidou moved to the middle of the courtyard, the sunset bathing the both of you in golden light, your shadows cast on the ground, hands linked together. She pulled you close, your breath warm against her skin, hands calloused from combat but so, so soft on the outside, lashes casting a soft shadow on your cheeks. Archons, you were perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Your hands curled around her shoulders, fingers brushing her neck. Beidou’s skin tingled, her heart leaping at your touch. She placed her hands around your waist heart pounding, and the two of you began to move to the music, faces inches apart.
“I wasn’t going to come until I got your letter,” Beidou said, a smile tugging at the corner of her lips. It was true. She had fully refused Ningguang’s invitation until that letter had shown up, asking if she was going.
“Oh?” Your eyes twinkled with mischief. “So you only came to see me, hmm?”
Fuck. Beidou’s blush deepened. “You’ve been gone for a while, and I wanted to spend time with you. When I heard you were coming back to Liyue for the ball, I wanted to go and see you.” She smiled. “And maybe borrow you for a song or two.”
“Just two?”
“More than that, if you wish.” Beidou pulled you into a gentle spin that brought you out and then back to her chest. She could feel the beating of your heart- it was nearly as fast as her own. “You’re the guest of honour, are you not?”
To her surprise your smile fell at this. “I’m...not the hero you all make me out to be.”
Shit. You looked upset, now. Had she said something? Panic ran through Beidou’s blood, chilling her heart. “But you are.”
“You all put so much on my shoulders, put me on a pedestal, tell me I’m the honorary knight, the saviour of Liyue, the jewel of the resistance.” You pulled back a bit, hands moving to cover your face. “I’m just lost.”
In a rush of confidence, Beidou took your hands, pulling them away, lifting a finger to wipe away the few little tears that had begun to slip down your face. “You’re not lost,” she murmured, touching your cheek, feeling the burn that bloomed there beneath your skin.
A gust of wind lifted her hair, bringing with it the scent of the mountains, of the city, of lotus flowers and fresh food and laughter. She looked at you and saw through the perfection, saw through the heroic mask you put up, and saw a scared, tired traveller ready to go home. She saw someone who needed help, who needed someone to lean on, because so much had been placed on them, on their image. All of Teyvat would soon know of this person, this saviour, and you would have all eyes on you.
And she could tell that you didn’t want that.
“You’re not lost,” she repeated, lifting your chin, gazing deep into your beautiful eyes. “You’re just wandering. You need somewhere or something, hell, even someone that can ground you. That you can call home, or at least as close to it as you can get here.” She paused. “An anchor.”
You looked up at her, timeless depth she couldn’t understand in your eyes. Archons. Beidou had forgotten how enchanting you were, how much of a spell you had her under.
And you pulled her close so she could feel your heart pounding, could feel your breath on her neck as you leaned close to her ear, the two of you pressed together in the light of the sinking sun, in the air that smelled like home, like comfort and memory. And you whispered to her.
“You are my anchor.”
#guys please#I wrote this bc I was feeling gay#and now I wanna cuddle somebody#titty pillow sounds real nice rn….#ramonespost#genshin#genshin insert#genshin x reader#beidou#beidou genshin#beidou x reader#self indulgence time#small artist
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glad to see this is a shared experience
Well played
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this is so fucking funny to me
NEW CHALLENGE
1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character. 3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!
Bastard (Good)
You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?
Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister!
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i am both enabling and encouraging this
...guys (gn)
so, we all know about the (plushie) shrimp mc agenda, which I absolutely adore
and I've got a similar idea
mc is an actual shrimp and no one comments on it, besides Floyd
Floyd keeps calling mc shrimpy and everyone just assumes it's because of the nickname thing
but it's not
and Floyd's like "wth there's an actual shrimp here lmao"
and everyone else is like "wdym 'shrimp'?"
so, the question is: does mc look human to the other students or are they gaslighting Floyd? is mc some kind of powerful magician that got turned into a shrimp, either of their own accord or unwillingly, or is mc just some random shrimp?
anyway, anyone up for a crackfic?
Welcome to Floyd's Nightmare: Revenge of the Shrimp (sounds like a pretty good title)
fell free to tell me your opinions and ideas :D
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you heard it here first guys. my mom’s alive again
You know what I'm tired of the Dead mom trope David's mom fucking left. Gabe and her got pregnant in college she didn't want the kid they BOTH AGREED that she would have the kid and dip after(girlboss). gabe had always been a single father(slay) end of story.
no more dead mom trope I'm sick of it
#i have no hard feelings about the post i just thought it was funny#this showed up randomly and i have no idea what it is referencing whatsoever#i saw the opportunity for a dead mom joke and i took it#it’s what she’d want#osa reblogs
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Through the years I've been reading your works, you still manage to expand my vocabulary so thank you.
that might be partially because, if you look even a little closely, you'll notice that i just straight-up use words that don't make sense in context, but sound so, so right in the sentence i'm shoving them into. i'd like to think it keeps my readers on their toes.
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I meant the writing hfhdjs sorry!
hey love!!
i actually have two event requests finished (I just need to post them lol) but after that, it’s likely I won’t be finishing any more. I only really planned on doing 5-ish, and I got...... over 20. and now with school close to starting up, i don’t exactly have much free time to finish them.
however, my commissions are still currently open! those i can guarantee to be finished in a set time frame (usually about 2 weeks or so, depending on the commission’s length) and i always put those on top priority when it comes to writing.
hope this helps!
- osa
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hi! there's absolutely no pressure at all, but I just wanted to ask if theres any progress on the remaining 500 follower scenarios? I completely understand issues with motivation, time or something else, so please don't worry! ty!
Hi, are you asking about the art scenarios or the writing?
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don’t trust him guys he’s evil
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artfight attack on @forgwater of their twst oc indigo!!
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tighnari but it’s just me being upset that he’s not brown
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(reblogs/comments appreciated!!)
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literally me already tbh
aesthetic generator time!! reblog and put what you got in the tags or whatever
I got mosspunk :}}}
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SQUARE UP BITCH 🤺🤺 IM FINISHING UP TWO ATTACKS FOR ARTFIGHT RN DO NOT TRY ME
oh you’re on.
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ayo who wanna artfight me
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burn the witch.
it’s happened again.
one single pull on the weapon banner and twelve single pulls on the character banner later
MIHOYO WHY IS IT WHEN I DONT NEED A CHARACTER YOU GIVE ME EVERYTHING FOR THEM NOT EVEN CLOSE TO PITY
osa and our other genshin friend are screeching at me in our gc rn
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it’s happened again.
one single pull on the weapon banner and twelve single pulls on the character banner later
MIHOYO WHY IS IT WHEN I DONT NEED A CHARACTER YOU GIVE ME EVERYTHING FOR THEM NOT EVEN CLOSE TO PITY
osa and our other genshin friend are screeching at me in our gc rn
#sobbing#i didn’t even do anything#i didnt sign up for this#Kazuha just went HELLO BITCH#RIGHT AFTER HIS WEAPON TOO#ramonespost
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i need more twst tsum content and that is final
“Am I being bested by a plush loaf?” TWST Jealous of their Tsum Tsum
I did it for the SSR and SR of the Tsum event! ^^
Cater Diamond
Hey!!!!!~~
Cater slightly frowns, noticing how much attention you’ve been giving to his Tsum counterpart. He’s also here, too!
Ever since he snapped so many photos of his own Tsum with you, it has become more apparent that this little Tsum also has something up his stubby little sleeves.
Like how it whips out its own tiny phone and take pictures of you and it together. That’s also what you two do!
When Cater tries to take a selfie with you, you ALWAYS have to have Tsum Cater in the picture, and he couldn’t say no after seeing those puppy dog eyes, and fear of how dejected they would look if he just rejected the idea, but he just wants the photo to have the two of you in it!
He won’t be so overly dramatic about it, he’ll mostly pout and whine a little about how you’re spending way more time with the Tsum rather than him, and that he misses taking photos with just the two of you.
Just kiss him in that selfie alone to make it up is all he asks for. <3
Riddle Rosehearts
He denies ever being jealous of the squishy creature, but when you aren’t looking, he’s secretly lamenting about how you’re spending more tea time with this thing.
Riddle looks like he always wants to say something about the situation, but ends up sweeping the question away and excuse himself, mainly because he doesn’t know how to bring it up.
He’s irritated and a bit sour about the fact you seem to fawn over the thing, but he doesn’t want to be seen as… overbearing or just, well, jealous.
Eventually, all his self control and resisting crumbled when you began feeding it (somehow), just like what you do with him.
He strides towards you, as you curiously tilted your head to why he looked upset. Then you saw it. That cute frown and pout as he bore his frustrated glare into your eyes. “Rose… I… I want to be fed as well, and I rather have you spend time with me, too…”
Now kiss him as apologies. <3
Leona Kingscholar
Noticeably irritated by the adorable creature.
He quietly growls in slight detest of how you basically stuff your face into it, cuddling with it as it selfishly relishes in your warming affection. If it’s anyone who’s going to be cuddled by you is himself. The real deal.
Leona watched from afar, already disliking the fact this Tsum could do whatever it wants, and just take all your attention away from him. What’s worse is that it seems to know that it was bothering Leona, and it purposefully directs you away from him, getting more on Leona's nerve.
Well, now he's gotta show face and put it in its place, right?
He stood up, making a power walk to your direction as he lightly holds the Tsum away from you, lying down with his chest facing your front as he holds you in a tight embrace, forcing the Leona Tsum to hug your back.
"You had plenty of attention, little prick. It's my turn now." <3
Floyd Leech
He knows when he let even one finger off of it, the Floyd Tsum like a leech would tightly cling onto anyone it can go near to.
However, Floyd didn’t account to the fact that this little creature would have you as its favourite person to squeeze, cling and cuddle.
Floyd gets irritated, like Leona, of how attention seeking his plush counterpart is; constantly asking for cuddles, smudging your face with its soft little cheeks as it squirms closely into your hold.
He gets moody about this, especially. It’s reflected on the way he works sloppily in Monstro Lounge, much to Azul’s dismay, and Azul had to tell you about it in hopes you could do something about it.
Coming to meet Floyd, you’re met with a pouty eel lazily glaring at the Tsum.
He sloppily wrapped his arms around you as stuffed his face into your shoulder.
“Shrimpy, I get it that it’s cool, but cuddle me, too. Otherwise I’ll squeeze you tighter so you’d hug me instead of the Tsum.”
Um… Better to hug real Floyd after depriving him of cuddles. <3
Reblogs help! ^^
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