blixssily

[blixssily]

"i love you, it's ruining my life."

| being bailed out by your ex is sure to bring back lingering feelings, no?

| dazai osamu x reader

˓ ꒱ notes and disclaimers: pm!reader and ada!dazai. dazai is reader's ex lover from the port mafia. gn reader. reader and dazai are both in their 20s. incorrect jail description. not proof read, apologies for any grammatical mistakes! might be incredibly ooc and might contain wrong information about the port mafia, apologies for both.

˓ ꒱ authors notes: in light of taylor swift's new album coming out, i'm trying my hand at writing for dazai!! i'm bad at writing angst so please bare with me. :(

the cold metal confinements are tight around wrists, the officers must've cuffed you a tiny bit too tightly you think. the blank grey walls of your prison are as uninspiring as your thoughts, you can't even find it in yourself to even try to escape from jail. to the majority of the members in the Port Mafia, crime was almost always a guarantee during missions. treading the lines of the law was a common thing, most missions included breaking those precious regulations. it was almost like the law had just become mere suggestions, guidance that you could choose to follow or not.

and sadly for you, the hands of the law had finally caught up with you this time, confining you into a bland concrete box. you were currently sitting on the bed that came with every little cell. not even sitting on it was comfortable, much less laying down on it. despite how uncomfortable the bed was, it would be quiet a pathetic sight for a Port Mafia executive to be sitting on the floor and just staring at the wall so you decided against it.

normally whenever you were unlucky enough to have been caught by the law, someone from the Port Mafia would bail you out, namely Mori or maybe some other executive. you weren't too surprised when an officer informed you that you had been bailed out, preparing your usual apology and to listen through a few lectures from whoever bailed you out on to be more careful during missions.

you're escorted out of your little concrete box, you wonder if the officer is going to remove the hand cuffs around your wrists. you follow the officer down the prison hallway, thankful to not be sitting on that god awful bed that you could've sworn was just a rock with a blanket draped over it. you're expecting to be met with a very displeased boss, preparing your apology for your clumsiness in being caught when.. you don't see him at all. in fact, you see someone you thought you'd never see again.

he looks.. different. he's grown taller, you're sure of it. he's been ridden of his usual black trench coat you always saw him in, his right eye and cheek no longer being covered by the fabric of gauze. instead, he's wearing a tan trench coat now, a bolo tie replacing his usual tie when he was in the Port Mafia. his hair messy and curly, not that it was ever neat, god no. you stare at the absence of bandages around his right eye and cheek, revealing his complete face and you can't help but mentally kick yourself for staring a little longer than necessary.

and suddenly, you become hyper aware of the sinking feeling in your stomach. it makes you sick to look at him, sick that your brain subconsciously forces you to relive your shared memories together. you avert your gaze down to the grey grounds of the prison lobby, unable to meet his gaze without glaring bitterly at him. your ex had apparently bailed you out of jail. your ex boyfriend from years ago when you both were in the Port Mafia. a cocky little smirk adorned his features, maybe he hasn't changed that much in some ways.

you find it in yourself to look up at him, emotions brewing behind your eyes. anger, confusion.. mostly anger, and yet you find it in your heart to feel relief at that fact that he's alright. that's he's not harmed. he had up and left without a word, not even a goodbye to you. you worried for him days on end, calling and texting but to no avail which ended up in you just calling it a breakup, calling him your ex boyfriend. despite the relief, it's minuscule in terms of your anger towards the man you once loved. you glare at him, glare at his stupid cocky smirk and how he seems like he doesn't even care about the history between you two. it's like nothing ever happened between the both of you.

"you're the one who bailed me out? what is this, some sick game you've decided to play?" you scoff at him, there was no way he just.. decided to bail out a Port Mafia executive out of the goodness of his heart, no.. no no no. that couldn't be true. "shame, not even a thank you?" you roll your eyes at his feigned sigh of disappointment. an officer releases your wrists from the metal confinements, red mark were already formed on your wrist. you bring your hands to your wrists, trying to soothe your irritated skin from how tight the hand cuffs were. you don't realise the look in his eyes, the slight change in his expression when he noticed the marks on your wrists. he doesn't like seeing you hurt, he absolutely hates seeing you in pain even if it's a mere scratch or.. in this situation, marks from a police officer's hand cuffs.

"come on now, the least you could do is thank me." he says with another cocky smile, you wish you could just slap it off his face but something tells you that he wouldn't exactly be ecstatic with you slapping his face in a police station.

"what do you want?" you snapped, not in any mood to be dealing with his teasing words accompanied by his usual shit-eating grin. he couldn't have bailed you out for fun, or for some sentimental reason. he wanted something, there was also a price when it came to him. "ah, how harsh! you're breaking my heart here.." the asshole has the gull to even jokingly suggest something like that.

"nothing much, really. just thought i'd help out an old friend." he hums, and you don't know if his words only spark a new flame of anger inside of you or if it wrenches your heart. the fact that he would consider you an "old friend", when you were his literal partner when you both were teenagers.

"an old friend? be a man you asshole, own up to who you broke up with." he doesn't answer, as expected. you're not sure whether you'd even prefer a response from him or just silence.

"let's talk, hm? maybe somewhere else?" he suggests after some time, calmly putting his hands into the pockets of his tan coat. you notice the slight change in expression in his face, you've spent years trying to practically decode this man and it only added to his amusement when you both were teenagers. now, you're thankful you took the time to observe him. you don't know exactly what he wants to talk about but, you know it's something serious.

"fine." you begrudgingly agree to him, sighing as you notice him leaving without another word and you know that's your queue to follow him. you don't know what you were expecting from the bandaged man, but he leads you to a little café. you raise an eyebrow at him when you two reach the front door, not exactly expecting him to take you to a cute little café that sells pastries and drinks. he meets your suspicions gaze with an innocent smile, urging you to step inside before him. what a gentleman. you step inside the humble establishment, greeted with a friendly smile by the cashier before settling into a seat near the back. he sits opposite you, it's almost as if he's treating this like you're his friend and you both are just going for lunch.

"so? you never answered my question." you reminded him, crossing your arms as you lean back on the plush backing of the seats. "what do you want, dazai." it hurts him the way you say his name, his surname. you never did that when you both were together, he liked being addressed as 'osamu' or 'samu' by you, it feels like salt being rubbed into the wound when you call him by his surname.

"oh? i'm deciding whether to get the latte or..." he trails off, noticing the most unamused expression ever on your face. he chuckles at the sight, shaking his head. "i'm only joking." he hums, stopping his little act at looking at the menu on the table. "i.. wanted to see how you were doing, is all." he shrugs, not really having a good explanation for bringing you to this cafe or hell, even bailing you out of jail. "i mean no harm by doing any of this, truly." he adds on before you get to question him, knowing what you were just about to ask him.

did he really mean that? that he wanted to just.. talk? you don't know what you should reply with, as a Port Mafia executive you should've killed him by now for being a traitor, but as his ex.. you're not sure what to feel. truthfully, sure you were pissed off at him for leaving without a word but you just couldn't find it in yourself to hate the man.

"fine, one hour."

"oh come on, two?" he pouts childishly, a sight you hadn't seen for awhile.

"one hour and a half. make it quick." you relent once again, it seemed like he still had the ability to make you soften up to him.

and so with that, you two proceed to awkwardly choose out your drinks for the time being while at the café and try your hands at small talk. it was.. incredibly awkward between the both of you, undoubtedly it was a little weird to even talk about work since well.. him being a Detective at the ADA and with you being a Port Mafia executive, what was there to talk about? it's weird to be so stiff with someone you used to be so comfortable with, you used to be able to talk about anything when you were younger but now it's just.. not the same.

while you two were talking, your phone screen lit up. some message from another Port Mafia member came up, said something about it being urgent. "i.. have to go, it's important." you looked up from your phone to face him, rolling your eyes at the tiny little pout that graced his lips. "a shame, maybe next time?" he suggests, hoping to have another time to talk with you again. you get the feel he misses you dearly.

"maybe." you shrug, standing up from your seat. you slid a napkin over to him, pointing to the corner of your mouth to signal to him that he had something on his. he mutters a small 'thank you', a tiny bit embarrassed that he might indeed have something on the corner of his mouth. as you leave, he uses his phone to check his appearance and.. there wasn't anything there? he thinks it might just be a silly little prank on your end to tease him after so long, he mindlessly flips the napkin in his hands as he puts his phone down.

in the corner of his eye, he noticed some.. writing on the napkin. your... number? you had changed your phone number some time after he left and now, you had given him your current one! it meant that you at least weren't that mad at him after so long, and that you at least wanted to stay in contact with him.

he decides to text you, just in case you decide to change your mind in the mean time of your separation.

your phone lights up as you made your way down the street.

[unknown number, 3:46 p.m ➜ you] "same place, friday?"

#bsd x reader #bsd dazai #dazai #dazai osamu #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #bsd dazai x reader

[blixssily]

"if one thing had been different, would everything be different today?"

| a series of events with your ex lover.

| dazai x reader

˓ ꒱ notes and disclaimers: a dazai series on him being your ex from the Port Mafia. pm!reader and ada!dazai. both reader and dazai are in their 20s, reader is gn. swearing, drinking, mentions of sh.

˓ ꒱ authors notes: in light of taylor swift's new album, i wanted to make a dazai series based on some lyrics since that's the whole theme of my account!! i'm gonna make a masterlist just for this series because i want to do multiple parts on it hehe. feel free to request more scenarios for this series!! i'd be happy to write them.

— "i love you, it's ruining my life." being bailed out of jail by your ex leaves some lingering feelings, no?

— "and who's gonna know you, if not me?" in the midst of your feelings, you find solace in the one person who understands you despite everything.

— "crashin' into him tonight, he's a paradox." a mission leaves you in worse for wear condition, his arms seem like the perfect healing spot.

more to be added!!

#bsd x reader #dazai x reader #dazai osamu x reader #osamu x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader

[blixssily]

i'm flopping so badly thisbis tragic but anyways new dazai fic coming soon

#bliss's rambles *◞ #dazai x reader #bsd x reader #dazai osamu x reader

[blixssily]

Hi! Id like to request if its alright! :'>

Warm bodied reader feels hot to their own skin

Meanwhile (jjk) gojo is cold bodied ---like cold hands and loves to hold readers warm tummy-skin/warm hands

And reader loves satorus cold hands holding their body too as both enjoy and compliment each others company

Fluff drabble/fic

Like the trope sun and moon in short! Huhu

Ps. You dont have to do it no pressure!! i just love reading cute fluff fics💗💗

"and he feels like home."

| summary: between the blazing sun and the chilling moon, you both find comfort in what the other has that you don't.

| a letter from yours truly: hello !! apologies that this took me so long :( though, i love this request!! it's such a cute prompt.

| character(s) involved: gojo satoru.

never in his entire life would he have predicted that someone else's warmth could feel so calming. he had never paid much mind to the chilly feeling that seemed to constantly be at his fingertips and to his dismay, spreading out to his palms. he had gotten used to it, dealing with the frigid movements of his fingers when they would occasionally get a tiny bit too cold.

but that all changed when he had met you, his little sweetheart who was a bit too hot for your own good.

the same goes for you too, you had never thought that someone would be able to possibly calm the warmth that seemed to persist from your hands and practically throughout your whole body. so it was to your joy that your boyfriend was just coincidentally your polar opposite!!

it's nice knowing you finally have your own personal cooler who doesn't say a word whenever you place your blazing hot hands onto his body. heck, he loves it! he loves that you feel comfortable enough around him to touch him so casually, to cool yourself down with his freezing body. sometimes you try to surprise him, hugging him from behind with your chest pressed against his back.

you spotted your boyfriend just sitting on the couch of your shared apartment. thinking that you could scare him a little, you carefully tiptoed through the hallway, quietly making your way over to him. he didn't seem to have noticed your presence, scrolling away on his phone.

you made your way over to him, standing over him and behind the couch. you wrapped your arms around his neck, smiling softly as you realise his infinity was off. it was always off around you, he trusted you and felt safe enough in your presence to not be constantly guarded by his infinity. you rest your chin on his shoulder, your head leaning against his as you giggled into his ear.

he thinks he has never heard a more adorable sound. your giggles rivals the sweets he eats daily and in his heart, he knows your giggles would always brighten his day much more than some mere sweets.

he had already predicted that you would try to sneak up on him, it was a little thing you would do every time even if you knew that you never managed to truly spook him. his lips curled into a smile, feeling the utter warmth of your body radiating onto his otherwise cold one. your hands were draped over his collarbone, enjoying the chilly feeling of his pale skin as his snowy white hair tickles your cheek.

"awww, did you miss me, baby?" he teases, turning his head to the side where yours was resting on his shoulder. he placed a kiss to your cheek, smiling. he seemed so.. soft in this moment, so at peace in your arms.

"c'mere, pretty." was all it took to convince you to abandon your position behind the couch and into his arms. you walked around the couch, plopping yourself down onto his lap once he patted his thigh. he smirked, wrapping his arms around your warm body, his body temperature cooling your skin down. you sigh in relief, loving the feeling of his skin against yours.

you give him a suspicious look, accompanied by a raised eyebrow of yours as you feel his freezing hands snaking up and underneath your shirt. you shiver at his touch on your bare skin, and to his delight, making you huddle closer to him. his hands stay on the small of your back, effectively neutralising the heat of your skin with his chilly hands.

"so pretty, so.. so pretty." he murmurs into your skin, taking one hand away from your back to take your hand into his own. he places gentle kisses onto the tips of your fingers, making his way to your knuckles. you giggle, complaining at his touch as it tickled. he merely chuckles in response. "it's ticklish? aww, don't be such a baby." he teases, looking into your eyes with a devious smirk, one you knew very well...

he retracts his other hand from the small of your back, the hand on your hand slowly coming down to rest on your stomach. "don't you even th—" your warning was immediately cut off with a series of giggles, his cold hands slipping underneath your shirt to tickle your stomach. he smirks as you wriggle in his arms, a smile on your face as you giggled and laughed, your stomach beginning to ache at how much you're laughing. he eventually stops, his hands stilling as they rest on the bare skin of your stomach. you can always trust his touch to give a sense of calmness to yourself, his cold fingers cooling down the skin your skin that was beginning to heat up from how much you were laughing earlier.

"i love you sweets, love you so much." he murmurs, a soft smile making its way onto his lips. you could've sworn you saw his pupils turning into little hearts at the sight of your cheeks being flushed from his antics in tickling you. "i love you too." you match his smile, leaning into him to press a soft kiss to his lips.

please do not copy or plagiarise my works. — yours truly, blixssily.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #jjk gojo

[blixssily]

Hi!!

It’s been a long while,

how are you doing?

Hope you’ve been taking care of yourself 🌬️🩷

HELLO ive been good !! main reason why ive been gone for so long is that i currently have 0 ideas on what to write :(( BUT IM COMING BACK SOON !! im gonna clear my inbox dont worry guys TRUST

#bliss's lovelies !!

[blixssily]

UR WRITING IS SOSOSOO GOOD! i rly enjoyed ur jjk sibling works its such a cute scenario and u did it so well 😭😭❤️ AND WB FROM HIATUS!!

HELLOOOO sorry this took me so long to respond to :( BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH !! youre so sweet :(

im happy to do more sibling reader if you would like ! they’re super fun to write hehe

#bliss's lovelies !!

[blixssily]

HOW DO WE FEEL ABOUT THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT COMING IN TWO DAYS (lowkey curious which lyric/title you use for your next fic :3)

IM HONESTLY SO EXCITED FOR IT !!! cant wait to use new lyrics for my upcoming fics! >:3 my hiatus has been going on for TOO long so new fics will be coming soon !!

#bliss's lovelies !!

[blixssily]

guess who's BACK

(send requests i'm knee deep in word block rn)

#CORAS BACKK #did you guys miss me #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #genshin x reader #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk x reader

[blixssily]

it's the way i'm so close to coming off my hiatus and writing a geto x gojos!sister the geto brainrot is REAL

#geto x reader #geto suguru x reader #jjk x reader #i'm so close to writing it someone stop me #my exams haven't ended yet good lord

[blixssily]

coming off my hiatus ti say that this is incredibly underrated and made me scream sm I LOVE THIS

✩•̩̩͙*˚ MONDAY – GETO SUGURU.

summary : you have five days to ask your hot tattooed boss out. better make it count.

word count : 1.3K tags : tattoo shop owner!suguru, modern au, pining, workplace AU, fem!reader, smoking.

You nervously bit your lip as you considered going out the threshold, your right hand hovering over the doorknob as your thoughts went haywire. You knew what was behind – or rather, who was –, you knew you had to do something about it because you’d been having a stupid crush on the hot owner of your new workplace for a few months now and you just couldn’t seem to get him out of your system – and yes, it didn’t help that you literally saw him every day. 

But honestly, who could blame you? Heavily tattooed – logical, seeing as he literally owned a tattoo parlor –, pierced, with long black hair and sparkling brown eyes, he surely was everyone’s dream man come true.

You wanted to do it right, go right to him, act cool and mysterious, and subtly ask him out while he smiled sheepishly, cheeks red at your forwardness. 

But you knew you couldn’t, that all of this was in your head. For one, he was absolutely not the type to blush. He was the type to make people blush. Second, Suguru was the most popular one at the shop, and considering you also worked with certified heartbreakers like Satoru and Toji, it was something to say. But how couldn’t he be? He was sweet and charming, a smooth talker. He always had the right words and had to be the most patient man you’d ever met.

And of course, he was also smoking hot. It also didn’t help that all you managed to do when you came in less than a three-meter radius from him was act clumsy and stutter like a newborn learning how to speak. You were definitely aware of the situation. The fact that he was way way out of your league. And you’d have discarded the thought of asking him out if Satoru hadn’t infiltrated your mind and set your heart racing when he’d whispered to you that someone he knew was planning on asking his best friend out this Friday.

“I mean, have you seen the guy?” He’d said, a knowing smirk on his lips, “You have ‘till Friday to make a move, or you’re fucked.”

Today was Monday. 

It was Monday, and of course, you still hadn’t said a single word to him. Sure, you two often found yourselves talking about work, new designs you’d come up with, and you had made sure to come to him every time you needed some advice, – and surprisingly, he’d also started doing so, setting your heart on fire every time he came to you –, but that was it. You two had never hung out together outside of work, even though you often had nights out with the others.

You shook your head and turned the doorknob, deciding you were going to stop acting like a schoolgirl with a stupid crush because it was honestly embarrassing. But then you saw him and immediately went back on your words.

God, he was just so effortlessly perfect. Who were you kidding? You could never stop acting this stupid when he looked like this.

He looked engrossed in a conversation, slender hands busy taping against the screen of his phone, a small grin on his lips, and you immediately considered going back inside. You were cringing inside, wondering what you were thinking coming back there when he was clearly busy.

But superior forces must’ve had other plans for you, because before you could make a hasty retreat inside the shop, your foot caught on a loose cobblestone, causing you to stumble and knock off a stack of empty crates.

You froze, the crates clattering and crashing to the ground. If he hadn’t heard you before, he sure had now. You sighed, lifting your eyes to see him, a cigarette casually hanging from his lips, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he beckoned you over with a nod and an amused smile. You looked left and right to see if he was calling someone else over, but quickly realized there was no one else outside. Your head turned to him, cheeks burning from embarrassment as he chuckled at your action. “Care to join me?” He added with a smile, before taking a long drag out of his burning stick.

You bit your lip and complied, leaning against the wall right next to him, as you tried holding in violent coughs, the smoke hurting your lungs. You were silent and must have been staring at the cigarette he was gracefully holding too intently, because he suddenly held it out to you, “You smoke?”

You melted at the sound of his voice, rich and gentle. And, no. No, you didn’t smoke. You absolutely didn’t and you’d never even wanted to try it.

So you couldn’t understand why the hell you were telling him that yes, you did, that you were an expert at rolling blunts at that, like you’d done this your entire life, when even the fruity smokes from fairs made you sick to your stomach. But… you didn’t want to tell him that no, that you found it repulsive at best. Besides… you kind of wanted to try it, now. See why he loved it so much. It couldn’t be that bad if he did, right?

You weren’t sure about that. But honestly, you didn’t even care if it gave you the chance to stand that close to him and share a moment, as short and insignificant as it may have been, with the man you’d been pining after for a while now.

You accepted the cigarette when he handed it to you, clumsily gripping it between two fingers as you stared at it hesitantly. You didn’t know how you looked right now, but you hoped you came across as at least a quarter as confident as he did. You know you didn’t, because as soon as you took your first drag, you started coughing uncontrollably, the smoke burning your throat as you gasped for fresh air.

“Definitely an expert at this, are you?” He teased, his focused gaze not leaving your form one bit as he took the stick back from your hand to place it between his plush lips. He took a long drag before exhaling the smoke in your direction, and his eyes crinkled with amusement as he watched you try not to cough it all out. His lips curled into a playful smile, tongue coming out to swipe at his bottom lip as he watched your flustered form. You were just so damn cute.

“Don’t worry,” he said, voice lower, “smoking’s not for everyone. I’m sure you must be an… expert, at something else.” He winked, his gaze lingering longer than necessary as he took you in from head to toe before he met your eyes once again.

Your breath caught in your throat at the implication of his words, heart racing as you tried to decipher what he must’ve meant by that. Surely it was innocent.

…Right?

The man suddenly straightened up, his playful demeanor shifting as he glanced at his watch. “Well,” he sighed, “break time’s over for me.” He casually tossed the half-smoked cigarette to the ground, crushing it under his Doc Marten’s boot.

You nodded at him with a smile, but couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment at the prospect of the conversation coming to an end so soon. This was the longest you’d ever found yourself alone with him, and you hadn’t even come close to asking him out. But before you could say a word, he met your eyes with a knowing smile. 

“If you ever want to experience new things, though…” he dragged out, hawk eyes not leaving yours, “you know where to find me.” The suggestion hung in the air long after the door swung shut behind him, and you let yourself slide against the wall of the alley, lightheaded. A few words from his soft lips had been all it took to make you lose your cool.

Oh, you were so fucked.

…And you still hadn’t confessed. Damn you, Suguru Geto.

AN : ok soo i actually haven't posted a fic about any fandom since like 2016/2017 so i'm back to stage 1 lmao. english is not my first language so i may update my posts sometimes to correct things a little too!! plus it hasn't been proofread yet bc it's 1am where i live rn so yeah. this os is actually meant to have followups, so if people like it i'll work on more parts for this (idk if this'll show up in searches since it's a new blog tho but oh weLL) (it was actually meant to be a drabble but i went overboard) (i still had to force myself to stop writing more)

#geto suguru x reader #geto x reader #GOD I LOVE HIM #tattoo artist geto is so 🤭🤭

[blixssily]

"You are what you love. ᯓᡣ𐭩 "

BLISS !! formally known as cora. 6teen, she/they, dazai's princess, suguru's side hoe, mainly hsr and genshin works. no nsfw will be written. inconsistent writing schedule :( ・₊✧

NAVIGATIONS masterlist, rules, bliss's 100 follower event.

© 2024 blixssily— please don't steal, plagiarize, translate, or repost any of my works on tumblr and or other websites.

#bliss's little love

[blixssily]

Hello!! If your prompt list is still open, can I request for #1 first encounter for Dan Heng and Kaeya? Except they already have an established relationship with their s/o, and its a first encounter with their alternate forms (dragon dan heng) / outfit (kaeya's new skin from the event). *^^*

prompt 1: first encounter + kaeya !

authors notes: hello!! thank you for participating in this event! I'm really sorry this took me so long to write :((

you haven’t seen your boyfriend in ages.. you knew he’d be gone for a long time due to a mission but you didn’t expect it to be this long. he wrote a letter to you a few days ago, mentioning how the mission would have to be extended for a few days. he didnt mention how many more days it would be extended by so you were a little bummed out about it.

you decided that you were gonna take the day off, just relax on the couch and enjoy the book that kaeya had bought you a few weeks ago. maybe taking a little nap after wards too... you weren't expecting anyone to be at your doorstep that day but the sound of knocking suggested otherwise. "coming!" you called out as you set the book down on the table in front of you, making sure to bookmark the page you left off on.

you honestly didn't know who or what you were expecting but it sure wasn't your beautiful boyfriend all dressed up..

"my my.. have you missed me so much that the first sight of me has you speechless?" your eyes glide over the new fabric adorning his skin, his smooth voice ringing through your ears. "oh ho~?" the amusement in kaeya's voice was evident as your hand grabbed his wrist to pull him inside your shared house, shutting the door behind him.

"i missed you." your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, his laughter fills your heart with joy. "i've missed you too." his arms hung loosely around your waist as you stepped back. "where did you get the outfit from?" you inquired, playing with the peacock feather at the end of his braid. "i got it in sumeru from a play." he smiled.

"you're beautiful like this, i mean you're beautiful all the time but.. you know what i mean!" you rushed through your last sentence, the smirk on your stupid boyfriend's face growing impossibly bigger by the second.

"i'm glad you like it so much." he takes your hand that was once playing with his braid and places a kiss to it. "i'm glad you're back." you smiled back at him, using his shoulder as leverage to softly kiss his lips.

notes and reblogs are heavily appreciated and thank you for participating in this event !

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #kaeya x reader #kaeya alberich x reader #cora's event !! #i'm finally back from my non announced hiatus #i'll prob be gone again so don't expect much hehe #exam stress hitting HARD

[blixssily]

HEYYYY

just a reminder to take care of yourself! Drink water and rest if needed! 💜

(Sorry if this is random- saw you haven’t posted in a while so just wanted to check in. <3 )

HELLO thank you so much this is so sweet 😭 i've been away for awhile as i've been studying for my upcoming exam which is worth 60% of my grade 💔 ILL TRY TO FINISH UP THE REMAINING EVENT REQUESTS AS SOON AS POSSIBLE

#bliss's lovelies !!

[blixssily]

Hi :) I saw your 100 event and also congrats ! I'd like to ask for number 17 (night owl and morning bird if Im not dumb) with Serval. I envision her as a bit of a night owl considering she does converts and probably, writes, crafts and fixes up 'til late. Meaning that the reader could be a morning bird because idk they're a Silvermane Guard or smth but they really want Serval to go to bed with them and literally drag her to bed. Sorry for the small rant.

prompt 17: night owl + morning bird + serval landau

authors notes: hi!! thank you for participating in my event! I love this request sm I adore serval.

moonlight spilled through the curtains of your bedroom, the cold breeze of the night gave you slight goosebumps. tonight was one of the more colder nights in belobog, the side across from yours was particularly empty.. you sighed to yourself, serval was probably inside her study room writing up some lyrics for her upcoming song. you had already told her to come to bed with you 2 times but you were always met with the same "I'll be done soon! give me 5 more minutes!"

you decide to try one more time, stepping out of your bedroom. you rub your eyes as you peer down the hallway, seeing the light underneath the door of the study room. you don't even bother knocking on the door anymore, you open it up as you're met with a stunned serval hunched over her desk.

"I thought you already went to bed?" she asked, a sheepish smile appearing on her face. she can feel the sharp glare that's pointed at her as she sets down her pen. "come to bed. its late." you lean against her chair, eyes wandering over the messy cursive letters she had written down. "I still have this to finish up, go without me. you have work tomorrow." she gives a gentle peck to your cheek as she picks up her pen once more.

"no. you're coming with me." her eyes hidden as your hand wraps around hers, setting the pen down. "please? I miss you." you whisper, hoping it'd convince your girlfriend to come to bed. its only when you get her to rise from her chair that she realises the goosebumps on your skin, she smiles softly. "alright alright.. you win." she sighs, turning off the light to the room on the way out. your hand doesn't let go of hers, her thumb rubs your cold hand as you lead her to your shared bedroom.

you two eventually settle down under the sheets, her warm arms are wrapped around your figure. "sorry you had to drag me into bed again.." she rubs your back, an apologetic smile on her lips as you nestle into her neck. "if I knew you were cold I can always give you my jacket." she giggles, her other arms trails down your arm, sending a chill up your spine. "its not the same..." you mutter, causing her to laugh. "get some sleep, I'll be here when you wake up." she pats your head, her hand is now tangled in your hair as you drift off to sleep.

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[blixssily]

tell me why this almost convinced me to pull for lyney

LYNEY definitely does that thing where he leans in to kiss you, but just as your lips are about to touch, he slips a card in between so you feel the coolness of the plastic instead and you instantly open your eyes. You swear to the archons above you could feel him smirk against the card as his purple eyes peek over the edge, a charming yet teasing glint in them watching as you pull away unamused.

But who is he to leave you without a kiss? That's surely a crime punishable up to the highest degree! (and quite frankly, he's not looking forward to be charged again). So of course, he pulls you back in, slipping an arm around your waist and hugging you to his chest.

Your eyes flutter shut, and only when you reciporcate does he bring a hand to cup your face, slowly brushing his lips against yours as he deepens the already passionate kiss. The way his thumb traces the skin of your cheek makes you dizzy, and he sighs in content before smiling against your lips, unable to hold back his bubbling joy.

"my, my, and here I thought my favorite thing was to steal the audience's attention... but now, I think I rather capture your lips instead."

#lyney #genshin lyney #hes so cute omg

[blixssily]

congrats on 100 follows!! 🥳 may i request #15 for gepard (hsr)? with a jealous gepard preferably hehe, thank you!

prompt 15: jealousy + gepard landau

authors notes: hello! thank you so much!! i hope you like this and thank you for participating in my event! i'm sorry this took such a long time for me to do :(

he wasn’t familiar with this feeling in his chest. his eyes scanned the figure that would follow you around like a puppy. sampo koski.

recently the man had taken a certain interest in you, gifting you with freshly picked roses. sometimes it was just a singular rose and sometimes it was a whole bouquet. no matter, your boyfriend simply burned them all the same despite your requests to at least keep some in order to decorate your shared house. ok maybe he was being a tiny bit overreactive with the burned roses but was it really his fault?

his eye twitched as he saw sampo desperately trying to ask you out on a date despite your many attempts at saying no. all gepard wanted to do on his lunch break was talk to you for awhile, hold your hand as you two go out to your favourite cafe. jealousy bubbled in his chest at the way sampo kept following you around, it was a foreign feeling for him.

the final straw for gepard was when sampo tried to place his hand on your shoulder. your boyfriend quickly grabbed hold of his wrist, sampo's eyes widened at the sight. "hands off." you sigh in relief as your boyfriend stood in front of you, separating sampo from you. "Woah woah, captain! Nice to see you here.." the purple haired man laughed, trying to wiggle his wrist out of your boyfriend's grip.

Gepard let go of sampo's within a few seconds, his attention completely turning to you once he had run off. "are you ok? Did he try anything when I wasn't here?" you giggled as your boyfriend checked your body for any injuries, smoothing out some of the creases in your shirt. "no, I'm fine." you ruffled his hair as the blond sighed. "were you jealous?" you teased, watching his cheeks bloom into a bright pink hue. "no, there's no reason to be. I was just protecting you." he huffed, turning his head to the side to side the blush on his cheeks.

"sureeee." your hands cup his cheeks so you can look into his eyes. "thank you for that though." he smiled at this. "I love you. don't worry about that guy." you giggled once more. "I love you too."

"too this means you admit you were jealous?"

"no!"

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[blixssily]

hi guys, id just like to apologise for being offline and not posting for awhile. ive been busy studying for my upcoming exams and tbh the amount of drafts that i have from my current event right now is a little pressuring and i fully understand that this is what happens when an author does an event and i apologise for the lack of content in a past few days.

i will be closing the event so i can finish up all my drafts. any and all requests concerning the event will not be written. i will also not be writing for any requests even if they are not related to the event so i can finish everything up.

i hope that everyone can understand this decision of mine. again i sincerely apologise for the lack of content on my blog and i will get to everyones request as soon as possible.

#aahhhh im so sorry for this #cora’s announcements