#Eury Writes

[funwalker]

OC tober Day 2 - New OC

This is Eurie. An anime-mom-disease having apothecary wife guy druid who lives in the woods making medicines for a small village until he's trapped in a Time Loop.

#OC tober #bweirdoctober #doodles #sketch #sketchbook #eurie #anachronic #i hope you guys appreciate the awful word salad elevator pitches i'm writing for my children

[star--nymph]

It’s so important to me that the basis of Eurydice’s and Dorian’s relationship, the core of it, is that they recognized each as abuse children. Eurydice not understanding Dorian’s speech or coping mechanisms until she met his father in the tavern and knew intimately—though maybe not consciously—what this was because she had known it. She knew a father that did not love his child as they were, did not understand them, did not want them, violently tried to change them to fit his preferred mold. That all he wanted was an object, no a son. And she marveled at Dorian’s ability to acknowledge it and refuse to play into any longer.

Brave. When Eurydice meant Dorian was brave, she meant in a specific way and he knew it. That’s why he paused—because Dorian is smart and perceive in a way she isn’t and he doesn’t need that many clues to know how they were bonded.

and yet for all that Eurydice curled around him like a protective older sibling, offered him the elven name of ‘brother’ and stood vigilant over him.

and later that night when they were drunk and Eurydice spoke the things her father had done to her and then begging Dorian not to say it, not to make it real because she would not—could not— hear that her father did not love her (that she wasn’t ready), he let her have it.

But he kept that secret and watched her, waiting until she was ready—when it was her turn to be break apart and be brave.

#I’m not saying that’s the only thing about them that makes them siblings #Because they’re both social awkward nerds who freak out at ANY emotional connection they do not understand #But I am saying THIS is such a connecting tissue #Hurt sees hurt and wanting to grow past it together #Eurydice Lavellan #Dorian Pavus #Writing #Abuse tw #I think the violently changing them is what really gets me #Because even though Lycus has no magic he used his own methods to change her #I think if he had the choice he would have used blood magic too #I’m so careful about Eury’s abuse because I don’t want her to be saved in her narrative but I want her cared for and supported #Like realistically if the inquisition knew he’d be dead but what would that do for Eury #who can barely contend with the truth #it’s why Dorian IS so important because he did it on his terms and he’s still going! #Also they both seem to have neglect mothers too

[melodyofthevoid]

eurypheus and perci with 15 and/or 19 for the prompt list thingy hehehe

He never left Eury's side, not during the day, not at night. Never. They'd merged their living spaces the moment he recovered enough to have an opinion about it, and as Lobelia noted, kept some form of contact at all times. Intertwined vines too entangled to separate.

But Eurypheus needed Perci. His health, his soul's connection to his body, they lay in his hands. Within his power. And he almost allowed him to slip through his fingers once. To be stolen away.

That meant in turn that when terrors gripped his partner, memories that tormented and haunted his dreams, that it bled through their connection. Physical or otherwise.

Perci blinked into consciousness to the sounds of sobs and whimpers, cold hands digging deep enough to draw blood into his arm and back. Eurypheus shook, voice wavering in time as he spoke to the visions that only he could see.

"S-stop- no no no please- I d-don't-"

Perci winced as Eury jerked, gasping with opened eyes that stared through and past him.

"It hurts- it hurts-"

Not for the first time Perci's jaw ached as he clenched and ground his teeth. Hands itching to exact revenge tenfold for that Eury endured.

But not tonight.

Perci peppered kisses on Eurypheus' forehead, combing through his hair and untangling the knots. Distant memories of hands doing the same for him stung, more reminders of the cruelty so many faced, that he faced. Losses suffered for what?

"Shh, shh," Perci pressed a longer kiss to Eury's cheek, "you're alright, you're safe now."

"Hurts," Eurypheus choked out, "Dying- it hurts."

"I know, it won't forever. I promise. I'll fix this, and it'll be nothing more than a bad dream."

Energy flowed from his hands, and Eury's vise grip loosened, easing as he curled further into Perci's chest.

Once they perfected the resurrection, tore every piece of the soul stolen back, defeated the reapers- they'd rest. But not until then. The one who came so close to stealing Eurypheus before promised to return, and Perci could not wait to ensure it was the last thing it ever did.

"Sleep, I'm right here. They'll never touch you again. Never, I swear it."

#melody rambles #my writing #hehe #(also in case my dnd group reads this) #(this is an entirely separate Eury who also died and came back (twice)) (I also stole lobelia too lmao <3)

[arashimybeloved]

 ꒰ ✿┊ Nagisa Ran - Reverie. ꒱

Word count : 424 TWs : none ! Note : Based on this piece ! One of my personal favorites by debussy~ Also it's almost 2 lol

- ✿𝆬  Reverie. [noun] a state of being pleasantly lost in one's thoughts; a daydream.

You delicately huffed a gentle breath towards the dandelions, as it's seeds flew in all directions. Red eyes gazed towards you, warm like a blanket, soft like the chirps of a hummingbird. The flowerbed matched his flowing long hair so much, you thought to yourself, white as snow, smooth as feather. 

If this was all a dream, you dearly wished for it to not end. Trapped in a field full of dandelions and daisies with him was all you could ask for.

That was when he held out his hand, to yours which was stroking and braiding his silky white hair, a few daisies on your lap to make flower crowns. A sincere invitation to a sweet sweet waltz from your lover intruded on your daydream.

There was no one to disturb you two, just him, you and the flowers, rejoicing as the lovely dance was shared. It was casual and slow-paced, yes, but every step Nagisa made, with his hand linked tightly with yours, felt like paradise to you. It was impossible to believe that this man in front of you has difficulties with conveying his emotions. At least verbally– because his gaze, his angelic smile, every soft step on the grass you could hear, you could tell that his adoration and love for you overflowed. Your faint breathing served as the music, as you twirled and spinned– how elegant. His gaze was fixed on you; your pretty face and the slight sparkle in your eyes, everything about you was so endearing, let alone having the honor to share a dance with you.

So you questioned as you waltzed with your lover, was this… really reality? Or a fantasy that was too good to be true even from mere fabricated dreams?

But you didn’t wake up. Maybe it was the wonderful daydream that didn’t end. There is absolutely no way such a nice place existed in reality. Maybe you’ll be stuck here forever, with your significant other who is slightly panting from all the dancing out of tiredness, but he has the most genuine grin on his face. The sayings said smiles are contagious, and you finally experienced it on your own, as a smile too, spread across your face.

Even if it’s an eternal reverie, it’s okay. Even if it’s a never-ending fantasy, you enjoy being trapped in it. Afterall, it was a wonderfully knitted love story– no trouble, no sadness, no tears, just the dandelion seeds having their own little balettes, with you and Nagisa sharing the most ethereal waltz ever.

#mio kun writes 🖊 #nagisa ran #ran nagisa #ensemble stars #enstars #enstars x reader #ficlet #fluff #this is so weird bye #also special thanks to eurie for the beta read ! ai lov u slash p

[iavenjqasdf]

what age do you usually age regress to about?

idk if my experience with it is specific to an age exactly but I say 13 cause thats around the ballpark* of when The Real Bad Shit Started + when Dead Rising 2 came out \:)

*I bought Cubs merch next to Wrigley Field today btw #minniemaelifestyle

#ofc ive never felt the age i was supposed to be #but being a fucking wreck in your twenties is about right i guess... #I was having thoughts about the “marketability” of my art in fucking second grade #very very specific and troubling memory lmfao #thanks for writing nonnie!!!!!! #this too is eury

[inspectorlyfra]

i don’t “write fic”. the fic writes itself. i am a conduit. the fic appears, scene by fully-formed scene within my mind, and until i convert it to words on a page in a google doc, i cannot fulfill any other tasks.

#ramblings #'hey eury why arent you writing your fic rn' #well you see #it has not revealed another scene of itself to me #so i cannot!

[ootori-sibs]

I envy multicultural people who get to write the hosts as having their cultures, I feel like if i tried that I'd get cancelled

#god i wanna write cymraeg ootoris so fucking bad #but i dont want to take away from them by making them half white #i suppose i could do it to tamaki #but he's already half french #so im not sure how I'd do that at all #i keep reading eurys fic about tamaki and just #i probably shouldnt be jealous but damnit i am #im so fucking jealous #i wanna write something like that too

[twisted-wonderland-but-gayer]

full list of twst characters as dinosaurs

riddle: stegosaurus

ace: velociraptor

deuce: velociraptor

cater: parasaurolophus

trey: brachiosaurus

leona: monolophosaurus

jack: ankylosaurus

ruggie: deinonychus

azul: gallimimus

jade: plesiosaurus

floyd: dakosaurus

kalim: pachycephalosaurus

jamil: indominus

vil: indo-raptor

epel: pilophosaurus

rook: kentrosaurus

idia: mosasaurus

ortho: triceratops

malleus: brachiosaurus

silver: panoplosaurus

sebek: tyrannosaurus (t rex)

lilia: taradactyl

i love dinosaurs so much omg

Sebek as a t rex is so good

#these are so valid #also i took eury to her vet appointment qnd she wasny happy #not writing #not requests

[eurydicees]

and now, in a fic mainly about team z characters, i shall sprinkle in some niko moments. for taste

#i'm writing a no blue lock au and it's mostly team z but i . could not resist. putting niko in there. for funsies. #eury? writing an au? unheard of. but exciting nonetheless. i'm enjoying myself. #oh dont worry there is still plenty of soccer. its just not in blue lock lmfao

[star--nymph]

17, 25, and 42 for Eury (since you already answered one before, just gonna have to ask some more!) AND 3, 6, and 12 for Blaine c:

Yeee EURY QUESTIONS!!

(I'm gonna answer the Blaine questions in another ask to keep them all together)

17. What positives did they extrapolate from the worst moment(s) of their life?

I mean, being all but exiled by the clan and being captured by the Inquisition is pretty bad but Eurydice knows that those events had to happen in order for her to grow as a person. Before that, she was stunted, bound by duty as the First, and held by the arm by her father. There was no room to grow, no reason to do so. As much as she loved her clan, Eurydice was never going to be able to exist as a full person within it.

Leaving was the best thing that ever happened to her and as shitty as the Inquisition situation was at first, it did lead her to being herself and finding a unit of people who loved her freely.The Inquisition itself was not a good thing--after all, how could something born of oppression and imperialism ever be--but it gave her what she did to be herself.

25. If they had to prepare a conference, what would be the topic of discussion?

Either a long dissertation on The History of the Elven Language and Language Revitalization or A Thesis on the Teleportation Spell. Either will be several hours long with one break in between and no interruptions. Questions may be asked at the end but can be rejected on how foolish she decides they are. Takes notes or die.

42. Let them vent for a second, without the fear of being judged. What would they like to say?

"This Lord Trifles Minutiae shem needs to be stopped. Removed. He infringes on my privacy and space often--it is not okay. It is not. I go to the stables, he is there. I visit Cole, he is there. I am in my room and he is sitting in my closet. He asks inane, nonsensical questions for what? For what end? What must it matter to me what Andraste's husband's name was? Find it himself! Go to the library!"

Eurydice taps on a desk several times with her nail, her hand repeatedly pulling at a stand of curling hair hanging over her cheek.

"I am. Displeased. He said I was successful the other day and instead of leaving me be, he gave me a--a spoon. A giant spoon. Like a hammer or axe." She pauses to gesture with her hands just how large it is. "Is this a shem ritual? Or is he a spirit like Cole? If I stab him will he disappear and never come back? It's annoying. I am aware I am not allowed to attack people as I please but if I see him again, I will not hesitate."

She taps her nail again and mutters, "'Quizquisition'. What is that. Stupid, annoying shemlings..."

#Eurydice Lavellan #writing #I can not express to you how much Eury hates Lord Trifles even though she also does the whole 'appear out of no where and scare people' thi #IT'S OKAY WHEN SHE DOES IT

[empyvreals]

tag dump

#pinned⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀just like that / we come back #visuals⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀just like that / we come back #edits⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀just like that / we come back #words⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀just like that / we come back #writing⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀just like that / we come back #yeonhee⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀don't you know? / never mess with a girl gang #rin⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀will you embrace me / to overcome destiny? #eury⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀you could never be my lover / you're just a mean heartcrusher #connections⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀revenge never smelled so sweet #connections⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀we used to be nine #connections⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀i'll outlive you / i promise #connections⠀ ⠀✦⠀ ⠀this dull gray / splashed with colour

[teamfortresstwo]

Goooood, hate that a fic I love with my whole heart and has an amazing premise which all of my mutuals would love also absolutely bashes and mischaracterizes one of the best characters in the work-

#admittedly it is a premise my mutuals could easily get elsewhere including in their own work #but STILL! the writing and characterizations (outside of Eurylochus) is sooo goood!! #and Eurylochus himself is also absolutely well written! just. a lot more malicious than the one in the musical #which fair considering I think they’re going off the book? #and also I could see a reading of Eurylochus that’s a little less than kind and still accurate #so it’s not exactly ooc. just. a different perspective that I don’t think my mutuals (Eury Stans) would enjoy reading

[yyuangss]

INAZUMA COMMISSIONS ( DILUC RAGNVINDR )

summary ! in an attempt to give diluc the best present for secret santa, you spend some time to know more about him. though, the dawn winery owner has some unique tastes.

tags ! diluc ragnvindr x fem reader, fluff

word count ! 5.2k

note: hello hello @umgatochamadopercyval !! i got you for the @2023gisecretsanta event 🫶 i got a little carried away so i’m very sorry for the word length 😭 either way, i hope you enjoy it MWAH <3 i had a lot of fun writing this for you !!

When Barbara approached you asking if you’d like to be part of her Secret Santa event, you immediately agreed. She said she was going around inviting people she knew would be interested in participating.

You asked her who else had decided to participate in the event and she named a few others. Lisa, Kaeya, Sucrose, Venti, a few sisters from the Cathedral, Eury, Donna. All people you knew well since they constantly came to Good Hunter and you spoke to them while they waited for their food.

Barbara said she was still asking people to join. So once she had an even number, she’d go down a list and have them pick out a paper to see who their Secret Santa was. Everyone would get a month to find the gifts. Then, the gifts would be revealed at a Christmas party she was working on.

Nearly a week and a half after that, Barbara came rushing over to Good Hunter with a small bag in her hand. She was her usual cheerful self and more now since the Secret Santa event she planned out.

“(Y/N)! Do you have a moment?” Barbara asked, waving and standing near the side of the stall. She had been waiting to see when it would be available. Her smile showed just how excited she was.

“Give a second!” You said, smiling as well. After taking the current order and the customer went to sit down at one of the tables, Barbara approached. She showed off the small brown bag and you knew what she was hinting at. “How many people did you get to join?” You asked, making sure to wipe your hands clean.

“I got thirty people!” She said, holding the bag open. The number made your eyebrows raise. Barbara was very serious about this. You peered inside the bag. Small red and green sheets of paper were mixed together. The amount was smaller than what Barbara had said so you assumed she already went to some of the people.

You reached in, grabbing one of the slips at the bottom of the bag and pulled out a red slip. Barbara closed the bag once you got your person. She made sure the strings on the bag were tight so nothing would fall out.

“Could you check it to make sure you didn’t pull your own name?” She asked. You nodded your head.

“Of course!” You said, opening the slip of paper. You wondered whose name you ended up getting out of the bag. It would make shopping and searching for someone’s gift a fun experience. Hopefully it was Lisa. There were several new books you wanted to get for her and replace a few worn out books in her library. That was until you read the name of the person who would give you the most trouble searching for a gift.

Your smile faded slightly. In black ink, Barbara had written Diluc’s name on your slip. Her star and balloon drawn decorations on the paper made it more exciting than it actually was. Of all thirty people who decided to participate, you were the unlucky one stuck with Diluc. He wasn’t a bad person but you didn’t really know enough about him.

“Nope. Didn’t get my own name.” You said to Barbara, folding the paper in half again.

“Great! Thank you again for joining!” She exclaimed happily. “Remember not to tell anyone and you have a month from now.”

She waved before heading off. She needed to catch the rest of the people and hopefully finish this by the end of the day. As she sped towards the building of the Knights, you stared at her cursive handwriting.

The red haired male came into your mind. What were you going to get Diluc for Christmas? He was a reserved character. You couldn’t name a single thing he liked except grape juice. And there wasn’t anything else that stood out about him that would remind you of him.

For example, if it were Klee, you could have gotten her a new book bag or matching hats for her and Dodoco. Sucrose would be happy to get a new chemistry set. She definitely needed one after breaking a few beakers. Whereas Diluc… Nothing.

You started to think about certain gifts. Candles were a good option if that didn’t scream, ‘I don’t know you’. He never wore accessories. No rings, necklaces, or bracelets. Perhaps he didn’t like them but a hairpin from Liyue would be worth the trip. You let out a frustrated sigh, scratching the back of your head.

Was there anyone who knew what he liked that you could ask them?

Well, there were a few people. Now that you think about it, asking them probably isn’t a good idea either. Donna was off the table. You aren’t sure how far her title as a fan of Diluc’s went. And you also didn’t know if Barbara had asked her to be part of the event. That means Donna would definitely get jealous since you got the person she wanted.

Next was Kaeya. Asking him was fifty—fifty. He was rather sneaky and playful. Definitely the type of person to come up with a lie so you’d gift Diluc something he hated all because Kaeya wanted to mess with him. Or maybe you’d get the lucky half and he would be kind enough to actually say something his brother likes.

Then the people who worked for Diluc were also not a good choice. For one, you didn’t know them well enough to know if they’d keep this a secret. Two, they probably didn’t know Diluc well enough to tell you what he liked or disliked the most.

You were already stressed out, even if you had an entire month. You carefully stuffed the slip of paper into the front pocket of your apron. Thankfully, you were going on your break soon. You tapped your fingers on the countertop as you thought of what to do.

The worst idea yet came to your mind. You were just going to have to ask Diluc himself. You can't blurt out and reveal you got him for the Secret Santa event. Since your conversations with him are very brief, in order to do this, it needs to be in the most discreet manner possible. That way, it won’t make him get suspicious of you.

“Diluc!” He heard his name being called. Instinctively, he looked over at the tavern entrance after passing a customer their drink. He saw you approaching the bar while smiling at him. “How are you?”

“(Y/N).” Diluc gave a curt nod and picked up an empty glass cup. You sat down on a stool, watching him clean the area for you with a wet rag. “It’s good to see you. I’m doing fine. I assume your shift has ended?” He motioned to your uniform. You occasionally came to Angel’s Share when you were off the clock. It was just to relax for a few minutes and socialize before heading home for the day.

“I’m on my break right now.” You said. You scouted the first floor to see who was here. The floor was nearly deserted, only consisting of the tavern’s usual customers. You turned back to Diluc, thinking about the slip with his name on it in your pocket. “What about you? Are you leaving soon?”

“No. I may be here all day.” Diluc said. You needed to make this worth the while. No way were you leaving the city to go all the way to the winery. “Charles wasn’t feeling well.”

He finished wiping down the counter and threw the rag over his shoulder. He didn’t have his coat on since the tavern was relatively warm. The weather outside was getting colder as the days went on.

“What can I get for you?” He asked.

“A berry and mint burst.” It was what you normally got whenever you paid a visit.

As Diluc grabbed one of the glasses to make your drink, you thought this would be a good time to ease into the conversation. He seemed concentrated on making your drink so he probably might not be too responsive. Either way, you needed to try.

“I feel like we don’t talk a lot.” You said, as Diluc poured the light blue liquid into the cup. He let out a confused hum at your statement and set the bottle back down. He stepped away from the counter, searching for the remaining ingredients that belonged in your drink.

“And what do you mean by that?” He sounded as intimidating and serious as he always did.

“We don’t talk a lot.” You said. He carefully pushed your drink in your direction. “I think we’re more acquaintances than friends. Don’t you?” You grabbed your drink in one hand.

Diluc rested on the counter as he narrowed his eyes at you. His gaze seemed to be studying you instead of being mad at something you said. The guy sitting next to you left a few Mora on the countertop and left the tavern. He also left behind two cups to be picked up and cleaned.

“I say the same, yes.” Diluc said, scooping the Mora on the wooden counter.

His responses are repeats of what you say. It makes it feel like he’s simply not interested in having a conversation. Plus, he is always seen with an uninterested expression. His personality is nowhere near Kaeya’s.

Getting Diluc to talk is harder than you thought. At this point, you wanted to be straightforward and admit what you were truly here for.

“What’s your favorite thing about yourself?” You suddenly asked. Too strong of a question. He would figure out what your intentions were by it. Diluc raised an eyebrow as he dried one of the cups with a different rag than the one from earlier.

“What’s my favorite thing about myself?” He repeated your question. He glanced down at the cup before turning around. He sorted it out with the stack of cups used by tavern customers. You heard him say the question again but much lower this time. Eventually, he crossed his arms, staring at the wall before giving his answer. “I love my long, luscious and luxurious red hair.”

“Wait— What?” You sputtered.

“I answered your question. My favorite thing about myself is my hair.” Diluc faced you. He had his normal stoic expression. Was he telling the truth or poorly executing a joke? You squint your eyes. Diluc’s hair was well taken care of. Out of all his features, his hair and the color of it stood out the most. The length of it also suited him. Diluc with short hair was like a nightmare. Maybe because he never wore it in any other style except his ponytail. “Is that not something I can say?”

“No, no,” You said, taking a sip from your drink. The minty taste made your eyes water. “I didn’t expect you to say that. I thought you would have said your eyes. Your hair is really pretty.”

He managed to make his hair look like silk. There had been times you were tempted to touch it. As you put your cup back on the wooden counter, you thought of your next question.

“How do you get your hair to look like that?” You placed your chin on the palm of your hand. Whatever routine he said, you might need to start using it.

“Slime condensate.” Diluc petted the tips of his hair. Your expression changed to one of disbelief. “It needs to be the thick hydro slimes from Inazuma. I like to get them from Watatsumi Island since the area is surrounded by water.”

You had to take some time to process what he said. The infamous Dawn Winery owner put slime in his hair to keep it “luscious” and “luxurious” at all times. You had never heard of anyone putting slime in their hair. You scratched the top of your head. Whenever Diluc said something new about himself, the idea of giving him a gift for this event seemed impossible.

That wasn’t the only time you went to Angel’s Share. You went back for an entire week, trying to pry information out of Diluc. There needed to be one thing he liked and was willing to share with you. The only problem with that was to have him stop talking about his hair.

“I love my hair color. Did you know it’s natural?”

“It’s so hard to keep it this soft. If the slime isn’t from Inazuma, my hair gets all tangled.”

“Cut it? No, I’d never cut it. I’ve been growing it out since I was a child. My father’s hair was exactly like mine.”

You didn’t take him as the narcissist type or the kind of person to be full of himself.

Your last hope at getting him a gift was what he used for his hair. Diluc let you know what the process to get the slime condensate was. He said it is called an extraction. It was harmless to the slimes. In order for this to happen, he or someone else would grab hold of a slime. As this is going on, the other person will begin to pluck out condensate from under the bottom part.

You weren’t going to make it to Inazuma and return to Mondstadt in time for the party.

Sara went with you to find Herta and ask her to send your commission over to Inazuma. She was a little skeptical at how overly specific but she said with enough Mora, someone over there would be willing to take up the challenge.

That was two weeks ago. The party was in a week from now. You started to panic. Did no one take up your commission? You asked Lumine to take an impromptu trip to Liyue and see what items you could find.

She agreed. The Honorary Knight protected you along the way. Thankfully, there weren’t any monsters that attacked you on your trip. Liyue had rarer beauties that cost a lot more. In the end, it was going to be worth it. You found the gift after hours of searching. This was reserved only if the condensate didn’t make it to Mondstadt on time.

“Pardon me,” A tall, unknown man approached since there wasn’t a line. You could tell he was from another region. He had a box underneath his arm. His white, puffy coat covered his entire body. The hood he had on covered the majority of his blue hair. With good reason. The cold weather this year was entirely different. At least you were near the fire. “My name is Kamisato Ayato. I’m looking for a lady by the name of (Y/N). She requested a commission in Inazuma.”

“That’s me.” You said.

“Ah, wonderful. This makes it all the much easier.” He placed the box on top of the counter. The gloves he was currently wearing were white while the inside had a sort of dark purple lining. He removed the hood from over his head, settling his hands on top of the mysterious box. “The person who did your commission told me to be very careful with it. He said he went out of his way to make it the very best.”

“Did you come all this way just to deliver it yourself?” You felt a little guilty but Ayato let out a chuckle.

“No, no. I’m the leader of the Yashiro Commission.” He waved his hand, “I’m in Mondstadt for the holidays. I thought it was a good idea to bring over your commission. That way you wouldn’t have to wait too long.” He patted the box before insisting you take it.

You pulled the box over, noticing how heavy it was.

“Anyway, everything has already been paid for on our end.” Ayato said, adjusting his coat. “I was also told to pass on a message to you. If you had any more… Specific commissions to be done in Inazuma, simply request for Arataki Itto. He’s more than willing to help.”

That must have been the guy who did your commission. You hope to meet him in person one day to thank him over and over for what he did.

“Thank you very much.” You flashed Ayato a smile. He did the same in return, “Enjoy your holidays and your stay in Mondstadt!”

“Thank you,” He bowed his head, “The same goes to you. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be on my way.”

As soon as Ayato was gone, you decided it was a good idea to open the box. Your jaw dropped at the contents. It was a lot more than you had asked for. Considering what was given, you had definitely underpaid this Itto guy. Either he was a perfectionist or he was extremely reckless.

The jars of slime were actually much bigger than you expected. Maybe you should have been specific on that as well. How many hydro slimes on Watatsumi Island had to undergo an extraction to get all this condensate? Even though Diluc said the extraction process is not harmful for the slimes and they’re constantly growing, you’re starting to feel bad for them.

At least it arrived at a good time before the party. With the slime condensate here, your gift for Diluc was ready. But you had both items. There wasn’t any point in keeping the second gift for yourself. Maybe it would give you a hint on what Diluc likes. Hopefully next year, Donna was the one stuck with him instead of you.

The party was being hosted at Angel’s Share. It was closed for the holiday and with his permission, Diluc allowed Barbara to have the party there. So long as she prepared all the decorations and food. He didn’t mind making the drinks since it would allow him to keep a better eye on Venti.

When you arrived, the ongoing scene was a bit of a mess. Barbara was apologizing profusely to someone. You recognized one of them. Ayato, the man from the other day. He laughed loudly when he noticed Barbara beginning to tear up. Next to him was a girl who had similar features. She chuckled softly when Ayato hugged Barbara and reassured her everything was fine. The girl had to be related to him.

“You’re here.” You heard Diluc’s voice. He had been at the bar but spotted you as soon as you came through the door. His eyes landed on the gift you were holding. “If you’d like, you can leave that over there. Barbara said we’ll open the gifts after eating and once everyone is here.” Diluc motioned to a round table in a corner. Several of the partygoers left their gifts either on the table or on the floor. Some were big, others small. You were curious to find out which one was meant for you.

“Okay, thanks.” You went over to the table and placed the gift next to one that was the same size. You weren’t about to carry that around all night. The glass jars were too heavy for that.

After you put your gift with the rest, you decided to join the rest of the crowd.

You found out that Kamisato Ayato was Diluc’s closest friend. He and his sister, Ayaka, came to Mondstadt to celebrate the holiday with Diluc. Last year, he was the one who went to Inazuma to visit the siblings. Barbara was apologizing because she didn’t know they would be here. And if she did, she’d prepare a gift so that neither would feel left out. They let her know it was an unforeseen event and she had no reason to apologize.

Bennett and Fischl were the last to arrive. Afterwards, Barbara asked everyone to come to the first floor and get their gifts so she could explain the rules. You placed yours underneath your chair. Jean sat next to you, keeping hers on her lap and making small talk about who she guessed you had.

The table in the corner was soon empty. Whoever went first, the person who received the gift would go next. So on and so on until all gifts were exchanged.

Donna decided to start the chain off. For an odd reason, she had two gifts. You all gave each other the same knowing look. One gift was meant for her Secret Santa and the other was obviously meant for Diluc. If anything, you were already aware she had selected a better choice in present for him. Except Barbara didn’t let her give it to him right away and told her to wait until everything was over.

She had Bennett. From Bennett, it went over to Klee. He had gifted the little girl a new backpack and a tiny one for Dodoco. Klee’s gift went to Razor. He might have been the happiest one from the night. Eventually the chain went around to Albedo who had just opened his gift from Lisa.

“For my Secret Santa, I got (Y/N).” Albedo handed you a wrapped box.

It had candy canes all over the paper and a giant bow on the top. You heard some rustling inside. You tore the wrapping paper off the sides. Removing it fully, you opened the box and your eyes widened in astonishment. Albedo had carefully packaged two glass cloches beside each other. They contained flowers sprouting on the inside. He went as far as adding grass to the base and making it seem like a small garden.

“I managed to find a way to preserve cecilias and glaze lilies.” He explained and helped you take one of them out to show everyone else. “I remember you said they’re your favorite flowers. These will never die even if you take the glass off of them. And you won’t need to water them either.”

“Thank you so much, Albedo!” You said, opening up one arm to give him a hug. He reciprocated the action. “And I love how you painted butterflies on the glass domes!”

“Actually, they’re called cloches.” Ayato corrected from across the room, making your attention go from Albedo to him. Ayaka ended up smacking his knee with her fan. The entire room let out a collective laugh at the two siblings bickering.

Your eyes drifted over to Diluc who sat next to the Kamisato siblings. It seemed like he already knew he was going to be next. Both of his hands are on his lap, waiting to get his gift. He was staring at you intently and tapping his gloved hand against his thigh. You set Albedo’s gift next to your chair with extra care.

“My gift is to Diluc.” You said. You slid out the wrapped box from underneath your chair. You had both your hands holding the bottom side of the box. Watching your step, you made your way to the other side of the room where Diluc was.

“Ah, this should be interesting.” Ayato said with a grin on his face. He shifted in his chair, body leaning towards his friend. He seemed more interested in the gift than the person who was receiving it.

“It’s heavy.” You said, nervously. You gently handed it over to Diluc.

“Thank you.” He took it in his arms and placed it on the floor between his feet. Ayato moved his chair closer to get a better view of what your gift to his best friend would be. Diluc waited until you sat back down in your chair. He began to unwrap the ribbon you’d tied around the entire box. He pulled on one edge of the lace, allowing it to unravel on its own.

After that was over, he lifted off the top of the box. You watched anxiously to see his reaction to your gift. When Diluc saw what was inside, a small smirk came on his lips. Meanwhile, Ayato scrunched up his eyebrows at the peculiar choice. He realized what the items were and why exactly your commission had been such a weird request.

Diluc kept the lid on his lap. He crouched over in his chair and pulled out one of the seven items inside.

In his hands, Diluc held a glass jar filled to the top with slime condensate. There wasn't only one in there. You had asked for a minimum of three jars in your commission and sent over enough Mora for their troubles. But, being the nice person he was, Itto decided to get you a total of—

“Six jars of slime condensate.” Diluc held it up in the air as if he was examining it. You started to feel a little embarrassed when he spun it around and showed it off the rest of the crowd. They each side eyed each other, wondering what kind of present that was. You actively avoided their gazes as they questioned your choice. Why did he have to start off with the worst gift? “I’m assuming they come from Watatsumi Island?” He said in a slight teasing tone.

Diluc’s lips twitched upwards when he glanced over at you. He shook the jar a little, the slime bouncing around. It clinked against the other jars as he carefully set it back into the gift box. Next, he moved onto the second gift. Right beside all of the six jars was a dark red jewelry box. It had a geo symbol carved on the top which Diluc knew you got it from Liyue.

He placed it on his lap and cautiously opened it since he wasn’t sure of what was inside. Inside, the box had a black velvety texture. It had two separate sections. Ayato heard his friend let out a small snicker before composing himself and turning it around for the remaining partygoers to see.

“It’s a matching hairbrush and a hair comb.” Diluc said.

Both the brush and comb were designed to be the same. They had been marbleized with red and gold. What stood out the most was the hair comb. The accessory had been made to resemble a phoenix. Its wings were outstretched and the beak pointed upwards. If placed in the hair correctly, it was supposed to give off the illusion the phoenix was flying.

“Oh, how beautiful.” Ayaka silently complimented.

The jewelry box closed with a snap and Diluc set it beside the six jars of slime condensate. He closed the lid of his gift and a wide smile spread on his face. For some reason, you felt like he found this entire situation hilarious.

“Thank you, (Y/N). I’m especially grateful for the slime.” He said. Diluc cleared his throat right after and the smile disappeared. He ended up picking up his gift and announced who his Secret Santa was. “My gift is to Sucrose.”

The remaining gifts were passed around until everyone had opened their gifts. They were all thoughtful and generous.

Everyone loved their gifts and it was perfect for their personalities. Yet, your eyes kept looking over at Diluc’s present. He had to be lying. The party continued as normal. People broke off into their separate groups, ate the remaining leftovers and treats, and played a few games. The gifts, held dear in everyone’s hearts, were forgotten at the moment.

An hour passed and you thought it would be a good time to leave the party. You put your coat on as well as your gloves. Thankfully, you didn’t live too far from the tavern. There should still be a few guards patrolling the city in case of intruders.

“I’m going to be leaving now.” You said to Barbara while holding your gift from Albedo. You wanted to thank him again only to find out he’d left with Klee a long time ago. The little girl was starting to get sleepy and tried to play it off that she wasn’t tired.

“You are? Aw, I wanted you to stay a little longer!” Barbara said. Diluc overheard your conversation and he had already slipped on his red jacket.

“Allow me to walk you home. I insist.” He said, opening the tavern door. Cold air rushed in causing his cheeks and nose to get rosy. “Barbara, if I don’t return soon and everyone has left, don’t worry about cleaning the mess. Head home as well.” He instructed before leaving the tavern right after you.

The door closed. Diluc fixed his jacket as he began following you.

He only had plans to drop you off at your home safely and return to the tavern. You were both walking in silence. You glanced out the corner of your eye. Diluc’s hands were in his pockets. He had a small smile on his face. It was starting to get to you. The smile had the appearance he knew something and purposely refused to tell you what it was. You exhaled loudly, deciding to confront and get it over with. It would be better for him to be honest.

“You didn’t like your gift… Did you?” You asked, stopping in your tracks. You tilted your head to the side and turned to face him.

“I did like my gift. Why would you ask that question?” He answered.

“Why are you smiling like that then?” You nodded your head. It was really in the most innocent and subconscious manner. Diluc didn’t want you to take it the wrong way so it was a good time to come clean. Especially since the hunt for gifts and the party was over. He left his gift in the tavern, right behind the bar counter so no one would find it.

“I have something to admit.” He said.

Oh. Your eyes widened slightly. You took a step back. Donna was going to be mad.

“I lied to you. I don’t actually use slime condensate in my hair.”

Oh. You narrowed your eyes at the man standing in front of you. Scratch that, you were going to be mad. The smile on Diluc’s face grew a lot more visible.

“What?” You finally spoke up. “You’re joking, right?”

“No. I’m not joking.” He shook his head. Your jaw dropped at the confirmation. “I don’t use it. If anyone does, they must be out of their mind to put that in their hair.”

“So you were faking the entire time?!” You shouted. He had led you to believe his hair was his favorite feature and that he cared for it the most. All those times he complained about running low on slime and he might need to find a replacement before getting his new stash from Inazuma. Pure lies he made on the spot. He was so convincing, you thought all he loved in life was slime condensate. “Diluc, you’re such a jerk!” You would have punched him if you weren’t carrying your gift. He grinned briefly at your weak insult.

“Is it my fault you were terrible at hiding you had me for Secret Santa?” He said. He began to walk again and you sped up to join him. You had to be honest. Your attempts were very pitiful when you spoke with Diluc that entire week. It’s much easier to talk with him at the moment than beforehand. “Though, I like your gift more than Donna’s.”

That’s an accomplishment.

“Are you sure six jars were necessary?”

“Leave me alone.”

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[iavenjqasdf]

💖WELCOME TO THE CHLO-ZONË💖

GOODBYE WEOMEN - I'M DONE WITH THIS PLACE!

This post (and my blog) will stay up for a while, as an archive + a warning to those that come after, but I don't wanna be part of this hellsite (derogatory) any longer.

Social media is soul poison, even without a CEO and "moderation" team exterminating all the incredible rabid dogs that made this place occasionally tolerable. I'm taking a good long break from it. Hashtag the lesson or whatever.

Thank you to everyone for all the good times while they lasted! Take care of yourselves, and good luck out there... ✌️🐶

- Eury "Terk" iavenjqasdf (05/2015 - 03/2024)

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FUND MY LIFESTYLE!!!!!

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¹ Eury² for short

² yes pronounced like that

³ more names, as a treat: Julie, Luci(na), Tria, Sage, Terk, #girl

⁴ if you're definitely not a girl (even though you constantly fantasize about what it would be like to be one), DM me; I have some news that could change your life

⁵ especially racing games and immersive sims⁶

⁶ I consider Dead Rising 1 to be an immersive sim, as well as a metroidvania proto-soulslike with rougelike deckbuilding elements

⁷ if you're still scanning this post desperately to figure out what pronouns to use for me, big dramatic sigh, I guess you can use it/it's, if you absolutely must.............

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[madrone33]

Listened to the Circe Saga last night! (I'm in the superior timezone, 15 hours before the americans lol /j) Absolutely incredible, did not disappoint!

Here's the notes I hastily typed out during and afterwards lol:

Puppeteer:

The plucked guitar in that melody, thinking of Polites fr fr

Eurylochus sounds less autotune than in the snippet. Musta been compression.

Fuck i can't believe i'm actually listnening to it!!!

The time skip is wind I think?

"Inside we heaard a voiiice!" SO GOOD! SO SMOOTH! I LOVE IT!

Those deep strings tho- oof so good!

"What." HAHA add it to the count XD

CIRCE! It's fucking Circe!!!! Her little riff on "Go ahead and rest where-ver you liiiike!"

The party music is really cool

Her voice at "This is the price" is angelic!

Huh. The party music comes back in the Eury and Ody second verse, but it's weirdly off beat.

Second vese is a bit different from the old snippet. Ody is less... soft sounding?

Ok time to write down the overlapping lyrics.

Yeah I still don't really understand Circe's lines rip

Also, Ody's final line is strangely not emphasised a lot? It's easy to miss behind Circe.

Wouldn't You Like:

Hermes giggles are so mischievous lmao

Ody is shocked and awed at seeing his Great-Grandfather while Hermes is just there for the lols

OOOF YES! The fucking amazing bass in the first chorus!!

The rising and descending harp!

"She can TURN you into an a-ni-mal!" I'm smiling so hard rn, it's HERMES

Here in the root of this flower! So smooooth

That high note on "bEING of your cre-A-tion!" Hell yes!

Not how I imagined that Holy Moly part ngl. Thought it'd pause for a beat to let the joke sink in with Ody's "Ah." being very dry, but whatever, it works, I'm sure I'll get used to it!

Also the beat transition to the end chorus reminds me of Micheal Jackson? Or- wait. Did I just get rick rolled??

The end chorus with all the harmonising vocals and the chorus and Ody' high riffs!! It's so damn GROOVEY

Ody sounds so happy and grateful awww

Pffft Hermes that's cold bro. So blase and teasing. Also yeah, lowkey King George vibes lol.

Done For:

The ELECTIC GUITAR!!

Ody is so sassy passive agressive lmao

The LFOs!!

The chimera roar snarl is very cool!

Ody is one cocky snarky mf

Circe is bitching and sassing and sounds so done with Hermes and Ody both lmao

The HARMONIES ON THE LAST CHORUS!!!

The LFOs and electric guitar mixing!

The sound effects of the BOSS BATTLE! The heavy thuds of footsteps and the snarls. Also that's one sharp sounding sword

There Are Other Ways:

The waltzy sounding strings are so pretty!

Que the key change! And more fantastic overlapping hamonising vocals!

The... hand- drum thing? Took me off guard, still not sure if I like it.

The abrupt "I CANT." YOU TELL HER ODY!! Bro I was so tense without know how he was gonna get out of that.

Not the Penelope stringssss!! *adoring sigh* The Penelope strings... It's so fucking cool how you can just immediately tell exactly who he's thinking about.

"She's my everything... My Penelope..." AHHHHH

Just now realising that Ody tells Circe "Back at home my wife awaits for me" and Circe respects that and helps him, while him telling Calypso that Penelope's his wife doesn't deter her in the slightest. Yeah.

"12 long years" Timeline lore? Write that down write that down!

God of Tides is such a cool epithet

The "Circe" and "mercy" rhyme took me off guard in the best of ways.

And then he hits me with the breathy high "let us puppets leeeave" like bro COME ON

Nylon strings my beloved!

CIRCE IS HELPING!!!

The deep piano drop at "Problem is, this prophet is DEAD" lmao

The return of the LFOs lesss goooo!!!!

Ody sounds so baffled and hopeful and excited like SAME BRO

"There are many ways of persuasion" as in, he managed to pursuade her in a way she didn't expect!!

"Maybe showing one act of kindness, leads to kinder souls down the road..." HOLY FUCK! HOLY FUCK! Circe's on the mercy end of the ruthlessness scale?? Also took it to mean if she shows him mercy, maybe he won't turn and become like those strangers that dealt a heavy loss to her nymphs.

"I have been in love once before" 👀 Circe lore??

"Maybe one day the world will need a puppeteer no more..." When I realised where this was going! The END FUCKING RIFF IT'S FROM THAT CLIP! THE HIGH NOTES I LOVE IT!!!!

Odysseus and Circe friendship is real!!

OMFG THE CIRCE SAGA'S OVER WHAT????

I love it! The Circe Saga is out, and it's amazing! Thank you Jorge and Talya and Troy and Armando, and everyone else who worked on this amazing project to show us this incredible music, thank you so so much! You should all be proud!

#epic the musical #epic the circe saga #immediate reactions #long post #rambles #my posts

[1acuna]

hello! im eury (21+, s/h); super jazzed to be here + can't wait to start writing with everyone!

please excuse me if things sound all over the place it's my brand i'm still in the process of sorting things out for nahye !! + like for plots though obvi

aries sun aries rising cancer moon (let’s… go? let’s fucking go?) 

to note: she hasn't gotten over anything in her life ever. (ye ultimate grudge holder has cometh.)

mom's claim to fame has always been the girls. she'll dress them up, preen them for the public's eyes. a single mother and her beautiful, wonderful, darling girls. what better way to shove down the shame of being abandoned by her husband?

nahye doesn't see her father often—from year 12 to 16, it's from a distance in the crowd at talent shows, plays, graduation, and pageants (yes there was a chapter, no you couldn't pay her to retell it. when she hears of his new son, she stops meeting his eyes in the audience.

her relationship with her mother is complicated. the more expectations placed on her, the more nahye resisted mom’s affections. it was different when she was younger—what child doesn’t want to appease the center of their world?—but as her world grew, she no longer needed her.

got into iron fist alongside her sister > ofc mom jumped at the chance and proclaimed herself their manager/pr guy/anything rly. **also the one to come up with the shtick to keep them in the rankings. nahye personally doesn’t care + only stuck with it because her sister was okay with it (but deep deep down she’s also an aries who likes 2 win…). 

has a couple endorsements on the side w her sister b/c she’s pretty, avidly avoids variety shows b/c shes just… lol 

generally matches energy i.e. gives what she gets

public image is… *spins wheel* government-assigned cool/chic girl but irl 100% sore loser = grudge holding petty bitch, gross binge consumer of any sort of media, stalked her hs prom date on forms of social media for 2 days straight b/c she had a dream abt him and thought it was a Sign, kinda sorta very superstitious (not in an avoid all the cracks on the sidewalk for the sake of mom’s back type but also in a believes in jinxes and runs her life a certain way to keep things going good sort of way) 

that said, religiously takes 15-20 minute ice baths the day before matches for Good Luck (at 2am, always at 2am).

v serious about her career (likes the money, the house, all the perks) but doesn't express any interest in expanding it (acting, etc etc). basically, the plan is to use her face until the public is bored of her while trying to save as much money as possible in the meantime

#ts:intro