#Raidan

[tendertenebrosity]

Prev.

It was night when Raidan came to visit me, but I was awake. I hurt too much, was too filled to bursting point with misery and resentment and fear, to have slept.

It was stupid of me to be lying there, feeling each one of my lashes, shamed down to my very bones, and fretting that the royal family was defenceless. They had the entire rest of the guard! Why did I feel like there was something I could do that everybody else couldn’t?

You know someone’s out there. Some THING. And nobody else does.

My Prince exchanged a few words with the healer’s assistant at the door; then he came in, taking off a long cloak and laying it on the edge of the bed, as I craned and tried fruitlessly to see him.

“Stop it,” he scolded. “You’re hurting yourself.”

There was a chair; he dragged it around to beside the bed, where I could see it where I lay on front with my face turned to the side.

I propped myself up on my elbow, trying to wipe the pain off my face for him. “Rai!"

For a moment I just held myself there and looked at him. He came. He came to see me. I knew he would! For a moment, despite it all, I was happy. Even now, in the middle of the night, with darkness under his eyes from not sleeping and his hair still in its style from the day - he was lovely enough to make my heart turn over. I ached to brush my thumb over those hollows, kiss the crease away from between his eyes.

“The healer-priest says you’ll scar but it shouldn’t impair your movement,” he said, after looking at me for a long time. His gaze flickered away from my face.

I didn’t know how long they’d let me languish here before they made me leave the palace. I wasn’t a guardsman anymore. I had no right to its medical care, technically. Guess I should be grateful they hadn’t thrown me into the street as soon as the formalities were all done.

“I won’t be allowed a sword again,” I said. “Not in palace grounds.”

His gaze dropped to his lap. “No. But you’ll need to move for… other things. I assume.”

“Who’s come with you?” I found myself asking. In my mind, sticky black shadows rose up out of the flagstones to grasp at him, and I couldn’t disguise the fear in my voice. “You didn’t walk through the palace alone, did you? Your apartment is ages away! At this time of night! You should have guards with you. You should - ”

“I have to answer to you even less than I previously did,” he said, sharply. “You’re not still jumping at shadows? Fuck’s sake, Keldin!”

“I’m scared for you,” I said desperately. “They were there, Rai, I - ”

“Enough,” he said, enunciating the words clearly, the warning note of command I’d rarely heard. “Besides, you shouldn’t want others to see this, any more than I do!”

Abruptly, I realised the cloak he’d come in was his winter one, with the deep hood. The one nobody could see his face in.

He didn’t want anybody to know he was here visiting me.

My heart twisted. Had I truly almost forgotten that pain? Just because he came, and sat, and looked at me for a moment? “You wouldn’t admit to me in court,” I said. “When Tell asked the Queen if she knew, and you said - ”

His mouth pressed flat. “Oh yes, everybody likes announcing their dalliances to their mother in front of -”

“Dallian - ”

“Seriously, are you going to..!”

“You’re ashamed,” I said, pushing myself more upright even though it hurt. Hurt in horrible throbbing waves from the base of my skull down to my hips. “Ashamed of me - a common guardsman, how low - ”

“You killed four people, Keldin!”

He was standing, suddenly pushing the chair out of the way and looking down at me with his face all creased and taut. Like he could hardly bear the sight of me. The thought that he would look at me like that hurt more than my back, more than the pull of stitches in my leg and my cheek.

“You seriously can’t imagine why I might be reluctant to have it known how close we were?” he demanded, furious. “This is a relations nightmare as it is. Not that I expect you to understand that kind of thing!”

I could feel wetness trickling down my shoulder; I’d pulled something open. I ignored it.

“For you,” I said, lost. “I killed - I didn’t - They would have killed you. They said it. You’d rather believe that I did that on purpose, for no reason, than that I - ”

He put his hands up to his face, groaned and turned away. “Fuck, what am I doing here,” he mumbled behind them. “I don’t think you did it on purpose. I think - I don’t know what I think. You were wrong, Kel. Just wrong. You can’t sit there and tell me you did it for me and expect that to make it - do you know how that feels? That kid was thirteen! Gods, I feel sick. Fuck.”

“He wasn’t human anymore. Why won’t you believe me?” I could feel tears building behind my eyes; no. No. “You won’t even consider - Rai, please - ”

“I did consider,” he snapped. “We closed the whole street, searched the inn top to bottom on your say-so! Captain Cora even had those people’s houses searched, because I asked, and that didn’t endear us to anybody either! I went out on a limb because I thought you had to have a reason, and there was nothing there.”

“I don’t know why,” I whispered. “I don’t know why there was nothing. But I saw… I saw…”

My back hurt too much; I had to let myself fall forward again. Tears pooled on the pillow underneath my cheek when I let it rest there for a moment. The stripes on my back throbbed and burned; I'd disturbed at least two to bleeding, probably more. How was it possible for skin to hurt this much?

The silence had gone on a long time. Rai let out his breath in a huge sigh, and dropped back to sit on the chair.

“Look, I didn’t come here to argue with you,” he said. “I just came to tell you goodbye.”

“Goodbye?” I echoed, lifting my head.

“I thought - no matter how it’s ended, you were… you deserve that much from me,” he said, in this sad, gentle way that made my hand ball into a fist underneath the sheet. “You were exactly what I needed, for a while. In a difficult time of my life. And I’m grateful for that much. I hope you - I hope you get the help you need out there. Whatever it is that’s caused you to do this. Really.”

“I - ” I closed my eyes. Each sentence out of his mouth was like a wave knocking me further off balance, one after another. I made a huge effort to pull myself away from it - hadn’t there been something I wanted to say, too? A goodbye? “Raidan. Could you look - there should be something in the drawer, there, the - the bedside table - ”

He gave me a long-suffering look that was almost my old prince back again. After a moment, he leaned forward and fished around out of my sight. He came up holding my charm, dangling from its broken cord. It spun in the air as he held it up.

“I want you to take that,” I said, wincing and hissing in pain as I propped myself back up again to face him. “Please.”

I hadn’t forgotten, the way the assassin had tried to cut it off me during the fight; or the way things had squirmed and shone in my vision when I’d been holding it yesterday, before the whipping. I should have told him all of that - I would have done, a week ago. I would have told him anything, everything - every thought that passed through my head, if he’d have borne it. He owned everything I had, in my head and my heart.

The fact that I couldn’t do that now stuck in my throat and hurt, hurt, hurt.

But he wouldn’t have believed me.

“This is your lucky stone,” he said, cupping it in his hand. Did his face soften, looking at it on his palm? Or was it my imagination? “Kel, you wear this every day. I can’t take this.”

“Yes, you can,” I insisted. “I want you to. Just humour me. Put it in your pocket or around your neck under your clothes. If I’m - I’m not going to be here to take care of you. I want to know you have it.”

He shook his head, wrapping the cord in neat loops around his fingers. “Kel… no.”

“Please?” I said, desperately. When I’d hit upon this idea, I’d still thought - I’d pictured a version of this conversation where I could tell him I suspected the charm had saved my life. What a joke! Fuck, I was just as stupid as Tell had said during the trial. “Please take it. It’s my goodbye. I want you to wear it. Would you do that for me?”

He put the charm on the bed beside me, the cords springing out of their folds. I tried to pick it up with the hand and arm I was holding myself up with, and almost slid forward onto my face. I held it out to him, fingers clumsy.

“Stop it, Kel, I’m not going to - ”

“If you ever loved me at all,” I said, my voice shaking, “Take it. Please.”

And I watched his face still. And harden.

He stood, ignoring my hand.

“You presume a lot, Keldin,” he said, coldly. “Too much. I don’t know why you think I’d have any use for your superstitious love-token.”

“Wait - ”

He was already moving, picking up his hooded cloak from where he’d thrown it, wrapping it around his shoulders.

“Please, Rai - don't go - ”

“I meant what I said,” he said, mouth tight and angry. “You’ve always been devoted. Thank you, goodbye, and take my sincerest good wishes for wherever life takes you next.”

“Wait! Rai!” The charm slid forgotten out of my fingers as I tried to sit up, push my legs out of bed - my voice was climbing, high and distressed, and I couldn’t make my stupid body cooperate. “Rai, I love you!”

The cloak hid his face; he yanked it angrily into place. “Goodbye, Keldin.”

And then he was gone.

#post-whipping scene #whump writing #fantasy whump #emotional whump #it's fine Raidan just pour some metaphorical salt on Keldin #heartbreak #royalty/commoner romance #the fucky kind #Keldin #Prince Raidan

[pumpkindogart]

Meow

Who said you could meow round these here parts?

#answer puns #gif #hzhvkhddohv raidan please your timing is hilarious

[raidanscave]

Week 14/14

More like 15/14. The presentation went well. Since my group was at the end, it seemed like the day stretched on, watching presentation after presentation. Kinda sad my friends had to go and didn't see it but it's okay. When it finally got to us, half the people left. Which was good because it made it less scary. It was fun. My friends and I celebrated in the end. Got home, and slept.

Just when we thought it was over, the school wanted to record our presentations again for promotions, and enter our designs into a contest of some sort. So here I am, my energy squeezed to the last drop. And we finally finished the extra submissions. Thank fuck. I don't wanna touch another Adobe program ever again.

It was a hell of a semester. Glad to be out of it. I wanna say I came out learned and more experienced but I'm too tired for that right now. Maybe in another entry, if I remember.

On a side note I managed to finish watching castlevania in 3 days, and am starting to watch Fallout.

It hasn't been quiet for a while now. I do miss the silence. I need it.

#txt #raidan's rants #journal #entry #whatever #college #graphic design

[techtechonmymind]

this remix of favorite is kinda bad lol

#i’m watching a girl streaming her laptop with her phone lol #wait was that raidan it is very blurry haha

[averageallogene]

Resubmitting because my WiFi weirded out when I was posting.

Jean convinces Diluc to dump you for her, because you are, in her own words, 'Not noble enough'.

With nothing holding you back in Mondstadt, you return to Inazuma to take up your Clan duties.

Less than a year later, you receive Diluc and Jean's wedding invite and you attend with Ayato as your plus-one.

At the reception, Eula instantly recognizes your Clan crest on your obi belt.

Jean proceeds to mock you as she makes her rounds to greet her wedding guest and Eula defends you, stating that your Clan is the overseer of the Tri-Commission *and* the First Clan of Inazuma, out-ranked only by the Raidan Shogun and Yae Miko. And you are its Clan Head.

Diluc ♡⊹˚ Not Enough (SFW)

fem. reader (3rd person) ; angst. cw for jealousy, heartbreak. Implied Ayato x reader.

4k words.

notes. Alright I am back with a bag of piping hot telenovela drama! I had a lot of fun writing this, even if I fear my Jean and my Diluc turned out a little ooc? Oh and Ayato is a petty menace. Well, suffice to say I took some liberty with this one- I hope we can just slide past through it and I’ll get better at their portrayals  eventually <3. Enjoy!✧˖°

The tranquility of Mondstadt, accompanied by the welcomed breezes it brought daily, was enough for anyone to fall in love with the country. The land of the Anemo Archon was blessed with peace, as well as a beauty to behold as its people were one of the most welcoming [F/N] had ever come across. It had been enough to compel her to stay a little longer when she’d begun traveling around Teyvat, with it bringing something more that urged her to remain there.

Diluc Ragnvindr, an otherwise very well known bachelor of Mondstadt, had certainly caught her eye. The feeling seemed to have been mutual, for [F/N]’s appearance and Inazuman style of clothing definitely stood out amongst the usual crowd. It had begun friendly enough, the winery tycoon seeking information regarding the Inazuman palette when it came to alcoholic beverages. Of course, as a businessman Diluc had plans of expanding to other nations, with  or without vision hunt decrees meddling in the middle. During that time, [F/N] had remained in Mondstadt, visibly stressed with the fate of her country. Thankfully, she had a friendly shoulder to rely on on the same wealthy bachelor. It turned out Diluc wasn’t all appearances, his very being burning with a gentleness that was enough to swoon the young woman off her feet. 

[F/N] was far from her family during said time, and exchanging letters was difficult. She’d never been exactly too open when it came to them, yet no one wished to pry. With the borders closed, she had next to no possibility of returning without possibly being detained, regardless of status. War reeked with personal vendettas after all, and to someone of high status as herself, many would indeed covet to take what was hers amidst the chaos. Unbeknownst to her, it had been these early signs of trouble that had helped her in convincing her father of letting her seek out the world whilst she could, sending his only daughter off to the land of the free before she too were to be caged down by duties and unfortunate circumstances.

Homesickness was terrible, but thankfully she had Diluc to aid her. Together they’d spend time together, whether that was in Angel’s Share as the bustling tavern closed its doors for the night, or whenever he offered her to have a tranquil walk through the Dawn Winery. His estate had quickly become one of her favorites, the scenery and the sound of the rustling leaves bringing an inner peace strong enough to temporarily wash away her worries. With the more time they spent together, they found more in common that they had, including dreams, plans for the future, even hobbies. It wouldn’t be difficult to find the pair reading by the fireplace, or even discussing various topics while enjoying a game of chess, hence many murmurs of Diluc’s sweetheart beginning to circle throughout Mondstadt. 

Still, he was a traditional man when it came to such affairs. Diluc was one to take things slowly, yet it was more than noticeable the way he held her hand gently, the way he’d open doors whenever they arrived somewhere, the way his hand would linger on her lower back as they walked through the streets. It wasn’t as though they were official yet, but to [F/N], it was more than apparent she was being courted. And truth be told, her heart couldn’t leap any higher.  Sadly, her expectations would come crashing to the ground, coincidentally just as the climax of the vision hunt decree took place miles away in Inazuma. 

Diluc had grown hesitant, a little distant even. He was a man to remain firm in his beliefs, yet with the right approach and from the right people, even the most determined man could falter. He’d told [F/N] of stories of his childhood, of happier times when his father was around, of times he and Kaeya got along well. Of times he had friends over at the winery, when his mind would only be preoccupied with fantasies he’d construct with his friends at the height of their innocence. [F/N] had listened to him happily, content with the idea of him having a good childhood, of having good friends. Good friends such as Jean Gunnhildr. [F/N] had noticed the way her glance would sparkle at him, yet they were only friends he’d reassured her, and it would’ve definitely seemed as such before it no longer did. The young lady wasn’t ignorant; the way Jean eyed Diluc paralleled the way she did as well, yet she had confidence in the chance she had with him until he’d taken the first step backwards.

He’d been calm, gentle with her upon shooting her down. His heart was murky, he had too many responsibilities. He had a lot to take care of between his tavern and his winery, as well as other responsibilities she wasn’t aware of. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to commit, and he was most sorry for leading her on. [F/N]’s heart broke with the way she was shot down, yet she gracefully smiled still, thanking him for his honesty. Even though she was the one being rejected, the woman placed a friendly hand on his arm, ensuring there were no harsh feelings, as well as wishing him the very best. Wishing that he soon find himself, reassuring that she would always support him. The urge to cry was strong, more so with the way his often gentle gaze shifted away from her. Yet, [F/N] persevered, pushing back any theories her mind crafted as the man she’d grown to love was swept away from her fingers. 

A gut feeling whispered to her that Jean had been the instigator, yet with no concrete proof, [F/N] was left out in the rain as Mondstadt grew less and less picturesque. The winery didn’t feel welcoming anymore, the once bustling streets of the main city were now noisy instead of charming. The mere sight of the crest of the knights of Favonius irked her, for it reminded her of the woman she knew was the reason Diluc had grown distant. In all her years of education back in Inazuma, [F/N] had grown to know when a rival struck through the shadows. She’d grown to realize the subtle signs, yet she’d held on faith for her beloved’s friend. It had proved futile, and now, bitterness replaced the fondness she’d held for the city of freedom. 

[F/N] held a letter that had finally reached her from her home country, bags being packed by the few escorts that had arrived to retrieve her. She’d arranged for them to only move at night, lest she wished to have unwanted attention on her as well as the Inazuman samurai her bedridden father had sent for her. Her duties ripped her out of her wishes to remain in Mondstadt, reality beckoning her back as her dreams were left behind with a broken heart, swept by the breeze. 

Ironically enough, Kaeya, of all people, had been the only one to notice her that night. There was the faint scent of wine on him, yet he was still sober enough to have a coherent speech. He’d waited for her by the city walls, a small expression of regret as he inquired if she really had to go. The relationship between the brothers was brittle to say the least, yet Kaeya would’ve been a fool to deny how Diluc seemed happy with her. How he liked seeing his brother happy. The Cavalry Captain voiced his wish for her to stay, explaining how he enjoyed her company, how Mondstadt did. It stung [F/N], yet with a sad smile, she told him she couldn’t stay even if she wished to. And without explaining further as to why she had to leave, Kaeya suddenly let out with a bitter chuckle.

“Is it because Jean sees you as not noble enough? I can assure you [F/N], no one here really cares for such superficial reasoning.”

It had struck a chord in her, for her suspicions were confirmed. All of this heartbreak had stemmed because [F/N], no matter how hard she tried, would never be one of them, the children of the wind. She was from the land of lightning, and apparently to some, appreciating and learning of their history wasn’t as good enough as being directly related to it. Her hands grasped her coat tightly, and with a curt response of how it was due to other things, she’d thanked Kaeya for everything before leaving the city in the middle of the darkness.

The voyage back to Inazuma had been long, but even more so bittersweet. She’d just arrived in time to say a final goodbye to her father, too sick to even get up from his bed as he held her hand one last time. He could see the heartbreak in her eyes, yet he was too weak to inquire on who was the monster to hurt his beloved daughter. All he could say was that the future of their clan lay now on her hands, the pressure nearly suffocating her. Amidst the conflict with the vision hunt decree, her eldest brother, who’d sided with the rebellion in secret, had been murdered, his drink poisoned. And even as justice had been served, life needed to move on, leaving the seat of Clan Head now to her. 

Days in Inazuma were vinegary. Her homecoming had been filled with heartache, having lost her brother, and soon after her father as well. Days, weeks, months, they all passed in a blur, [F/N] focusing on the heavy task of overseeing the tri-commissions as she donned her clan’s crest with pride. 

Not noble enough, it kept repeating inside her head every day, every time she put her obi on. The young woman hated to admit it, but the pettiness of it all had become her drive, fueling her as she surpassed her father in more aspects than one. In a short amount of time, she’d proved herself as a worthy ruler of her clan, an iron fist masked with elegance and grace as her name grew more and more respected by all the other clans. 

Despite her secluded life filled with responsibility, as well as her still distrusting heart, [F/N] allowed very few people in. She could count her friendly acquaintances with solely one hand, but amongst them were the Kamisato siblings. Businesses aside, they were able to lay down their crests for an afternoon every once in a while, enjoying each other’s company over finely brewed tea as they watched the sunset together, recounting stories to one another as time flew by during such leisure moments.

It had been during one such rare occasion, that [F/N] found herself enjoying tea with Kamisato Ayato, his sister busy with her own set of duties whilst the Commissioner took a much needed break. His trained eye could see how she was tense, eyes lowered as they remained narrowed with a bitterness he’d known all too well. Gently, he’d inquired if all was well, and with a quick glance, [F/N] debated if she should burden the already busy head of the Yashiro Commission with her petty bickering.

“You should know by now that I’m not one to ask things out of courtesy, [F/N].” Ayato had calmly stated, an enigmatic smile dancing on his lips as she took a sip of her tea. “I’m genuinely inquiring about your well-being, for I do in fact care. So please, if something is troubling you, do not hesitate to say.” 

And with a heavy sigh, the woman placed her cup down, before finally coming clean. From her large sleeve she revealed to him a sealed letter, one with a wax stamp of nothing more than the Ragnvindr clan displayed on it.

“It seems one of my acquaintances back in Mondstadt is about to get married, and has decided to invite me to his wedding.” Ayato hid his grin of amusement with the way she spat the word acquaintance with such distaste. It was enough for him to have an inkling of what could’ve transpired during her stay in the land of the Anemo Archon. “I suppose it’s his way of voicing his wish of letting bygones be bygones, but I cannot help but taste the sweet irony of it all.”

“Oh? Has he, perchance, hurt you deeply?” He’d inquired, watching as she lowly nodded her head.

“I was under the assumption he’d been courting me,” [F/N] revealed to her friend, remembering the way her heart clenched upon first reading its contents. The fact he was marrying after such little time apart, and to Jean no less, still filled her broken heart with such indescribable bitterness. “But then… Nevermind. I was needed to return, regardless. One way or another, it would’ve ended in tragedy.”

“My deepest condolences.” Ayato spoke softly, his hand gently resting atop hers before holding it cordially. “Do you intend on skipping the wedding? Just know there is no shame in doing what’s best for you.”

“I’ve thought about it.” She sighed, holding his hand back with a thankful squeeze. “Yet, I can’t bring myself to shut him off entirely either. He was, after all, someone who had helped me a lot during my stay in Mondstadt.”

“Ah yes, the heart is a most complex little thing…” Ayato breathed out, a faint smile on his face as he offered her an understanding glance. “When is it taking place?”

“In about three months.” [F/N] had nearly sulked, still glaring at the letter as if her sheer glance could burn the whole thing. Ayato had simply nodded, before insisting she take a little longer to reflect on what would be best for her.

In truth, Ayato decided to free up his schedule for three months into the future. Not only could he be a little petty when it came to his own allies, he truly did care for the well-being of his friend. In all honesty, perhaps it was best he didn’t know the full details of how she’d been shot down, lest he make an even bigger, yet still elegant, ruckus. In the end, he’d offered his company were she to decide on going to the celebration, and against all odds, [F/N] had accepted. With Ayato by her side, the young woman felt a sudden surge of confidence. Perhaps it was the idea of her being accompanied by a kind, and well accomplished man, that had her feeling that way.

And with her confirmation letter being sent with the intent on bringing a plus one, time was the only thing between [F/N] and her return to Mondstadt. Diluc was surprised she’d accepted, but he couldn’t deny he was happy. In all honesty, he truly wished for them to start over, for her friendship was deeply valued to the man. Jean on the other hand, was a little flabbergasted she’d accepted. To her, it had solely been a courtesy to send an invite, yet she’d be lying if she hadn’t predicted her decline of attending their wedding. Despite the slight disappointment, the Lionfang Knight was already stressed as it was; perhaps it would be best to just ignore it, and prepare for their big day as best as she could. 

The day for their voyage had arrived, and true to his word, Ayato accompanied her on their ship. Everything had been prepared, their duties being fulfilled by others for the duration of their trip. It was a much needed breath of fresh air, a small vacation he’d joked, smiling with eloquence even when he wasn’t one to enjoy large group gatherings. He’d insisted that he and [F/N] both dress in their finest clothing, for they were representing their Clans on foreign lands, and by extension, representing Her Excellency as well. Their crests displayed proudly on their clothing, made of the finest silks and brightest tones, arms linking together as [F/N] held her fan to her lips as they finally disembarked at the docks. 

Ayato had surely made a statement with the entire entourage he’d organized for the two of them, it almost seemed as though he indeed knew of what had been the reason given for their breakup. Then again, [F/N] thought, perhaps he did know. Ayato was a man of many means after all, who was to say he hadn’t read her bitterness like an open book? The way [F/N] looked at him smiling in that knowing way of his didn’t help her case, either… Well, it was too late to go back, anyway.

The way they’d arrived on Mondstadt had certainly caused an uproar, citizens watching in curiosity as the samurai escorted them to the hotel where they would stay until the day of the festivities. Most of the Knights of Favonius were busy as per usual, away from their arrival save for the guards stationed at the city gates who had warmly welcomed them upon confirming their identities and the purpose of their visit. Gossip was quick to follow, yet Ayato paid no mind, calmly chatting away with [F/N] as they were led to their rooms.

News of wealthy guests from the east reached the couple’s ears, yet neither Diluc nor Jean paid much mind. After all, Diluc had many wealthy acquaintances, most of them stemming from his businesses within the wine industry. All he cared for was to ensure all their confirmed guests had indeed arrived, including [F/N]. And upon being told she had in fact, he only nodded his head, not inquiring any further. Him and his bride were much too busy making the final preparations after all, and unbeknownst to him, Kaeya only watched in the background, an amused grin on his face as he patiently waited for the big show.

The bells rang with vigor on the big day, [F/N] jolting inside her room as she wasn’t exactly used to the way their Church would announce anything so loudly. Ayato had already finished preparing, smiling her way before offering his help in adjusting her obi. 

“You look positively beautiful.” He’d stated in a matter-of-fact tone, watching as she smiled at him with an honest, thankful gleam. “Ready?”

“As ready as I’ll ever be,” She had sighed, nodding her head as she inwardly psyched herself up to go forth with the day. And without much issue, the pair left their hotel and made haste for the sight of the ceremony. 

Amidst the sea of guests, their presence had gone mostly unnoticed. It was best as such, [F/N] gazing ahead as she watched the man who she’d once thought would be the one marry another woman. Her heart still clenched slightly at the reality, yet Ayato’s presence helped her in grounding herself as she took a deeper breath. Her arm remained around his, admiring how beautiful they looked, how happy they gazed at one another. Even if Jean forever held a deep stain in her eyes, she couldn’t deny how radiant and gorgeous she looked in her wedding gown. The warm glow of the church veiled around them in a romantic manner, the union finally being tied as the main ceremony came to a close. For the first time in a while, [F/N] found herself smiling at the sight of Diluc with another. Perhaps, she thought, she would eventually get through this. Even if it still hurt, even if she still thought back on how she hadn’t been enough. 

Customs between Mondstadt’s weddings and Inazuma’s weddings differed, yet she and Ayato found themselves easily following along as everyone moved on to the reception. It was during this time that the guests began conversing more freely with one another, finally having a look around as they noted who had come to support the happy couple, who had come with whom. It was during this time that [F/N] could feel eyes on her, glances of surprise to herself and her partner being shared as she commented on how the food was delightful with Ayato. 

“Is that… [F/N]?” Eula had commented with Kaeya, who had nodded his head with an amused grin on his face. Despite the elaborate way she dressed when in comparison with the way she did when she had stayed in Mondstadt, nothing could escape her eye as a noble herself. “She looks radiant. And the man beside her…”

[F/N]’s voice could be heard not far, Ayato relishing in the way his comment had brought a laugh out of her. He patted himself on his back for having gotten the willpower to deal with such a packed event, for the way his friend seemed more relaxed had been more than worth it in his eyes. They kept on chatting together, a select few female acquaintances of [F/N]’s joining them as they soon found more company to converse with.

“[F/N]! It’s been so long… How have you been?” 

“You look amazing, [F/N]! I heard you’ve returned to Inazuma suddenly, is everything alright?”

“Who’s your friend there, [F/N]?” Followed with a knowing wink, causing the woman to blush before denying their accusations any further. 

Despite everything, the attention directed to a corner of their reception definitely wasn’t unnoticed by the happy couple, more so by the bride as her violet eyes gazed around. Jean found herself surprised upon landing her eyes on [F/N]’s face, recognizing her rather quickly despite the intricate ornaments she wore on her hair and the delicate makeup. She looked stunning, she thought, before stopping herself and clearing her throat. 

Her wandering gaze hadn’t gone unnoticed by Diluc, whose eyes followed before landing on [F/N] as well. It took him a moment to register who it was, and when it did, his shifting expression caused a stir of emotions deep within his bride.

“[F/N]?...” He’d muttered, Jean squeezing his hand lightly to return his attention to her.

“Come Diluc, we have to thank everyone for coming.” She’d hastily led him to the table where the rest of the Knights dined, all raising glasses of champagne and wine as the couple approached them. 

“Ah, Diluc, Jean! The ceremony was wonderful,” Lisa had smiled their way, a giggle following. “I nearly teared up at the vows. Goodness, weddings always make me so emotional.”

“The food is also delectable.” Kaeya grinned, his glass rising slightly above the others as he gave his brother a nod. “Congratulations to the both of you.”

“Congratulations! May your years be blessed with happiness and good fortune!” Amber smiled brightly.

“Yes, congratulations.” Eula complemented, smiling softly as Diluc held Jean close.

“Thank you everyone for coming. It is an honor to share such an important day with you all.” Diluc said with the utmost sincerity, smiling softly as Jean rested her hand on his chest.

“It’s a great pleasure.” Eula’s gaze narrowed as she could sense an unnecessary comment bubbling within Kaeya’s chest. The way he grinned spelled trouble, and just as she predicted so, the man swirled his glass of wine before he continued. “Of course, we wouldn’t miss your wedding for nothing! But perhaps it’s to those who’ve come from the furthest you should extend your greatest gratitudes.”

“Of course, we intend on thanking everyone as we go around every table.” Jean huffed with a small smile, still not following where he was headed. She rested a hand on her hip as she raised an eyebrow softly, Diluc too eyeing his brother as if expecting more.

“Oh, that’s great! I was beginning to think you were rounding around [F/N]’s table on purpose. But then again, you must still be thinking about how to properly thank her, no?”

“Kaeya!” Amber sighed, shaking her head as the mood slightly shifted around the table. The man simply shrugged, sipping on his wine before sighing with content over the wonderful undertones, as he explained. 

“Ah, Diluc! Congratulations, you lucky bastard!” Varka’s voice roared across the reception hall, hands plopping down on his shoulders as he laughed loudly. Diluc could only remain awkward as he quietly thanked him, the Grand Master practically whisking him away as he further congratulated him and gave him lessons on how to ensure his wife’s happiness.

“Honestly, I was surprised to know she’d be coming.” Jean watched her husband not stray too far, finally letting out a small sigh and folding her arms across her chest. “I’m still not quite sure how we’re going to address this, as her presence seems… Rather ill-intended.”

“Oh?” Kaeya’s gaze turned to her from the corner of his eyes, finding her choice of words amusing as he let her ramble on. 

“Diluc had voiced his wish of inviting her, and thinking it was just a formality I decided to agree with it. But for her to actually accept and show up seems bitter.” It was clear the stress was racing to her head, the table listening awkwardly as she rambled on. “While I understand it still must hurt given the circumstances, we would’ve hoped she would’ve let bygones be bygones. I simply find her actions to lack in-”

“Nobility?” Eula scoffed quietly, eyebrow raising quietly before watching Jean hesitate if she agreed with her or not. It was her turn to cross her arms, speaking directly to her. “I find it quite the opposite. I think that accepting and coming by to show her support shows just how noble she is. After all, for the head of her clan to not show up would’ve been scandalous. Do you know what kind of rumors that would start up, Jean?”

“Wait- Did you just say head of her clan?” Amber repeated, her eyes widening as Eula nodded her head.

“Yes. Haven’t you all realized? Look, notice [F/N]’s obi.” The group found themselves rather indiscreetly gazing towards [F/N]’s table, the crest displayed with pride as she enjoyed Ayato’s company. “It’s the crest of the first clan of Inazuma, otherwise known as the overseer of the Tri-Commissions of the nation. Basically, it’s the oldest still standing clan of the nation, only surpassed by the Archon herself and their Guji.” 

The table slowly digested the information, Eula proving yet again just how well educated she was not only to what concerned Mondstadt, but aristocracy of other nations as well. Her legs remained crossed as she finished explaining herself, leg bouncing lightly as she battled with herself to remain cordial despite not having quite liked her friend’s statement. Even if Jean was overly stressed, or their situation with [F/N] hadn’t been ideal, it had most definitely been an unnecessary comment. 

“Besides, the man next to her is none other than the head of the Yashiro Commission. Their Commission has many duties, including overseeing ceremonies and rituals that do include weddings. So, her choice of companion can most definitely be seen as yet another layer to her virtuous acceptance of your invitation.”

Kaeya found himself grinning unabashedly at the way Jean glanced away, clearly embarrassed with the outcome of the situation. She still held her arms crossed around her chest in a defensive manner, the Cavalry Captain thinking it would just be best if she left to avoid any further hits to her pride. For the first time in a while, he found himself agreeing fully with Eula, letting her take the reins of the situation as Jean’s ego was put in place. Sure, Kaeya liked Jean. Yet still, he couldn’t deny he thought [F/N] would’ve been a better match for Diluc. Call him petty, but he was enjoying the situation. 

“Sorry about that,” Diluc sighed as he returned to their side, his hand resting on Jean’s waist as he gazed around the table. “Erhm, everything alright? You all look, how should I put it…”

“Nothing to worry about.” His brother grinned, waving his hand dismissively as everyone began eating their food. “You go and thank everyone for coming by, yeah? Enjoy yourselves, after all it’s your wedding day!”

Despite the confusion with his sudden upbeat tone, Diluc simply nodded, leading his bride to continue on going through table to table. Needless to say, now that it was he who took the lead, they soon found themselves at [F/N]’s table, the man surprised to see her so intricately dressed and in the presence of someone of such stature.

Nonetheless, and despite the sudden lump of awkwardness that lodged itself in his throat, Diluc took his time to properly thank them for coming, [F/N] simply gazing at them and replying it was their pleasure. Ayato was the one to take charge in their response, smiling cordially as he basked in the way his bride seemed to avert her gaze from them. If looks could diminish someone’s presence, Jean would’ve been long gone, reduced to atoms. And Ayato would’ve been lying if he said he wasn’t enjoying it, holding [F/N]’s hand with such delicacy as if they were more than friends.

And as they left, he carefully leaned over her ear, watching as she met him halfway to hear what he had to say.

“Well, that was amusing. Perhaps next year we should invite them to our wedding. A fun retaliation, no?”

“W-What?”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin diluc x reader #genshin impact diluc x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc ragnivindr x reader #genshin angst #genshin impact angst #yoko drabbles

[tisaolin]

Can you write Liu kang x Princess! Reader (Kitana’s and Mileena’s younger sister) angst/no comfort.

It can be where the reader in the past timeline was so in-love with liu kang but he was in-love and with her sister kitana. And the reader had found out and was completely heartbroken, she felt like a fool for being sad about it knowing she never stood a chance, because her sister was beautiful and graceful. He would never love her but she was still in love with him, doing anything for his approval and his safety and that leading to her death. He only ever found out about her undying love when he turned into a god (maybe he did like her before kitana?)

And in the new timeline he made her have a peaceful life with her sisters and mother. The third princess of the outworld, being favoured by both her mother and sisters. When liu kang came to the outworld with Raidan, kung Lao, Johnny and kenshi. She seemed to spark something with raiden, just like liu kang and her in the past timeline, she made her appearance just like how her and liu kang met, making liu kang have a bittersweet feeling.

The rest is up to you. Also you can change it up a bit to make sense!

Theres another request like this too which idk if its from you but I still want to write it because it involves Liu Kang

Fyi: I DID NOT PROOFREAD THIS!!

Warnings: slight mentions of death!

Your sacrifice was not in vain. Liu Kang was of course, deeply saddened, but very appreciative. Kitana, however, was speechless, she couldn’t believe her dear sister was gone. When Liu Kang defeated Kronika, he promised to give you the life you deserved, Kitana informed him of your little crush and begged him to let her down easily in the new era in case she fell in love with him again.

In the new timeline, you remained a hopeless romantic, throwing yourself on Kitana’s bed, sparking a conversation. “Kitana, im ready to start dating.” Kitana stopped doing her makeup and turned to you, “Sister you are SO not ready. You’re on the kind, merciful side, people tend to take advantage of that.” You groan and roll over. Kitana, trying to lighten the mood, decides to talk about the tournament. “Hey the tournaments coming up, maybe Liu Kang with bring some cute champions.” “Maybe…”

Today is finally the day of the tournament, you stand alongside your sisters and greet the guest. You sat alongside sister and watched as earthrealms newest champion, Raiden fought. He’d won against Li Mei and Reiko so you were a bit nervous for outworlds victory, nonetheless, you still befriended him at the banquet.

“Im sorry YOU’RE 10,000 YEARS OLD?” Kitana shrugged with a sly smile “Talk about aging gracefully. So how old are you?” Raiden leans over to whisper in your ear, letting you know to just ignore Johnny. Liu Kang noticed you and Raiden hitting things off and that bittersweet feeling of Deja Vu came to him. It made him think of the time he first met you, he actually liked you, but was unsure if you liked him, so he opted out on pursuing Kitana.

This hurt you, but you were supportive of your sister, whatever made them happy made you happy, you still wanted to try for Liu Kang though, even considering becoming a buddhist if it meant he would give you a chance. When all failed, you gave up, you wanted them to be happy, even if that means dying.

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #liu kang x reader #liu kang #mk1 raiden #mk raiden #raiden x reader #mk1 kitana #kitana x reader #mk kitana #kitana #raiden #mk liu kang #mortalkombat mk1 #mk headcanons #mk1

[moronkombat]

Hello! Can I ask for NSFW Raidan with a Fem!Reader? Thank you!!! Love you creativity ❤️❤️❤️

tw: afab pronouns and anatomy

Who knew that holding hands could lead to so much more? It such a simple gesture of affection but a gateway to a vast valley of lust. Raiden had never considered himself a lustful man. No, he much better than a drooling dog desperate for a bone. There'd never been a need for such urges, right? Well, that how it had been but time is subject to many changes.

Upon meeting her, he instantly struck by the beautiful kindness she radiated. She a bright a vibrant sun that blooms all life around her. Raiden no exception to this. He quickly found himself captivated by her warmth. All of it filled his lungs and veins, there no escaping it.

Holding her hand the first time had been so drowning. The air he breathed disappeared and thoughts all but vanished. He could only focus on her and her alone. Raiden never thought there would be a greater bliss than that. How wrong he was.

Skin against skin, no barriers between them. How did it end up like this? Does it truly matter? How could it when she sings for him under the wave of his tongue? Such pretty music flies from her lungs as Raiden devours her velvety heat.

Slick and sweet, she a forbidden fruit for him to feast upon. The flat of his tongue pressed against her glistening warmth and he hums as she shudders. Hands grip onto her thighs, spreading them further apart. Lips form a kiss around a bundle of sensitive nerves and she is crying out in glory again. Lips are wet and hot and a tongue begins to curl and twist.

Her legs are shaking now and Raiden can feel his own desire rising. Her natural nectar so very intoxicating, his head is beginning to spin just as his tongue does inside of her. There's a scream, one so layered in ecstasy. She is squirming under him, shaking and quivering. Raiden holds her thighs firmly, she cannot escape the raptor that overcomes her.

When Raiden lifts himself up, his chin glistens and shines while he pants. How pathetic he must look, so drunk from the taste of her. Neither can tolerate being apart for long and so they entangle their bodies together with a kiss most passionate. The taste of her is shared between them while hands roam and grip onto flesh.

Skin to skin, completely exposed. They will consume all of each other never ending.

#mortal kombat #mk1 2023 #mortal kombat fanworks #mk1 #mortal kombat headcanons #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat smut #mk raiden #raiden x reader

[stardust-sanctuary]

if able, may i request a raiden x reader where the reader is just like a personification of a dog: loyal, bold, stubborn, probably ran into a wall at one point without even looking...just a ray of sunshine.

I AM SO SORRY ANON FOR TAKING SO GODDAMN LONG! For some bizarre reason, I've had the worst fucking writer's block for this particular prompt even though it's so cute and wholesome, and AAAH! BUT TODAY IS THE DAY I break through it and finally answer this! Thank ya'll so much for your patience with my dumbassery.

Raiden with a Golden Retriever S/O

(gif origin: https://www.deviantart.com/pituudmc01/art/Raiden-Metal-Gear-Solid-4-Guns-Of-The-Patriots-519844545)

Warnings: Mostly fluff, but there are mentions of war, violence, and vague mentions of Raidan's past which can get quite alarming and gruesome if you research into it.

So, Raiden's been through a lot. Like a lot, a lot, even before he became a cyborg. Between the SEARS program, the memory modification, and the absolute mind-fuck that was the Big Shell incident; it's no wonder our boy here got a tad edgy in MGS4. And yet, here you are, his personal ray of sunshine.

No matter what time you dropkicked your way into his life, Raiden will definitely consider you one of his dearest bonds, even if you weren't romantically involved. He admires your ability to smile despite everything going wrong around you. On his bad days, he may just cling to you, not saying anything, and listen to your heartbeat. You're living proof that the world isn't full of shit. On his worst days; he'll disappear, leaving only a note behind. Don't worry, he'll be back once he gets better control of his emotions. He's not going to risk any harm to his sunshine, even from himself. Especially from himself.

That being said; he will find it immensely fun to pick on you. This man will tease you a lot. Don't believe me? Check out some of the Codec calls in Rising. I swear, he enjoys flustering people (source: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=srR4aZMTYwE&t=2039s). And being his S/O means you're just a bigger target. Trying to get back at him will just egg him on. Don't be too surprised if you find yourself in a game of "who can get flustered first" on multiple occasions.

Your stubbornness is something that he's both proud and worried about. He's seen a lot of people buckle down when things get really stressful, even off the battlefield. And yet you keep on trucking. To the point, it's worrying. Start pushing yourself too hard, and he's going to start being a bit of a mother hen. Raiden, in canon, is capable of taking people's vitals with a single glance, and he's not afraid to hold that above you. He will match your stubbornness with his own and isn't afraid to get petty. Or physical. Be it setting his own timer for breaks or physically picking you up and pinning you down to rest, he will do it.

Overall; I think you'd be a pretty good fit! A fair balance and keeping yourselves on your toes!

#raiden mgr #raiden mgr x reader #mgr x reader #metal gear x reader #metal gear rising x reader

[java-lava]

Platonic! Kunikuzushi x Fem! Creator! Reader.

(So I know I said I wasn’t going to write anything for the next two weeks, but consider this a cheat post)

I’ve finally decided that when I start writing again (in two weeks) that along with the updates to my current series, and the requests I’ve gotten, that I’m going to turn my Sagau Drabble into a series! It will be called “Golden Constellations”. This one shot is not canon to my series, it’s kind of like an au to my series.

Platonic! Kunikuzushi x Fem! Creator! Reader.

“” means talking, **means thinking.

Also words in purple is Kunikuzushi talking and words in blue is (reader) talking.

Kunikuzushi didn’t know a lot yet (give him a break, he’s still a child) but he did know that the people of Teyvat, no matter which nation that they’re from, loved and admired the Creator. Everyone from the oldest adept and gods, to the children just learning to talk, sang praises of the creator of life in Teyvat. The Creator often roamed the world blessing people with her presence (and on occasion, these awesome things called visions). He had yet to meet her but if his friend’s thought she was amazing, then he did too! Even his own mother, who he knew first hand was hard to please, adored and respected the Creator.

After his friends turned him away, Kunikuzushi felt lost, he felt alone and completely unlovable. He didn’t understand why no one ever stayed with him, why everyone he loved eventually cast him aside.

Kunikuzushi POV;

*Is there something wrong with me? There must be, why else would everyone abandon me? What is it? Can I fix it? I don’t want to be alone forever!* Just when the thoughts were running through his head, he heard a voice singing, it sounded so heavenly that he followed it through the forest, to a water fall. Next to the waterfall was a beautiful lady, with majestic (h/t) (h/c) flowing behind her as she sang to a fox that was napping in her lap. He was stunned, he couldn’t look away. Suddenly the lady looked at him with enchanting (e/c) eyes and waved him to come closer. When he sat down next to her she smiled and started humming the song she had been singing. Overcome with curiosity, Kunikuzushi asked the woman her name, to which she giggled a little and said “(Reader), it’s nice too meet you Kunikuzushi!” He was stunned *how did she know my name?!?* after talking with her for a while he learned that she was the Creator, and she learned how lonely he was. “Come travel with me, be my traveling companion.” She suggested to the puppet, and he agreed.

Third person POV;

After the two became closer, Kunikuzushi revealed his backstory to her and she was LIVID. (Reader) was just about to go talk to (read beat the living daylights out of) the Raidan Shogun, but Kuni, as she now affectionately called him, begged her not to.

(Years later)

Kunikuzushi finally knew what it was like to be loved, he still couldn’t believe that the Creator herself had chose him to be her “son” as she calls him. His own creator, his first mother, abandoned him without care, but the creator of everything (including his first mother) loved him and called him hers. He couldn’t be happier! But just like all good things, this too must come to an end.

Kunikuzushi had noticed (Reader) getting tired more quickly, and she seemed to grow paler by the day. One day she asked him to take a walk with her, which wasn’t out of the ordinary so why did he have a sinking feeling in his stomach?…..

“Kuni, my son, my heart…. There is something I need to tell you…” she said solemnly

“What is it mother?”

“Well, there is good news, you are going to be a big brother! I’m pregnant!” She said with a weary smile

“Really?!? That’s amazing!” He said, even though he was slightly worried that if she had children of her own that she’d forget about him.

“But then, why do you seem sad?” He said, she knew her well enough to know that she was hiding something.

“Because having a child will take a large amount of my celestial energy, meaning I might lose my physical form until I can recharge my magic. Which means that I might have to leave for a little while.” She said

Kunikuzushi’s eyes widened, and it took all his strength to not start sobbing. He knew that there was something wrong with himself! Why else would she be leaving him?!? Kunikuzushi was on the verge of a panic attack, when (reader) rapped her hands around him and hugged him.

“I will always love you! And you will always be my son. I promise to find you again when I come back.” She said while rubbing circles on his back to calm him down.

“You promise?” He said through tears

“I promise.” She said

(Centuries later)

“Well, so we meet again….Mother…. .” he said, the sentence dripping with venom

“Hello my son. I’m here as promised” she said gently

That’s when her lunged at her.

A/n; Let me know if you want a part two for this!

#genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin sagau #genshin impact wanderer #genshin impact self aware #genshin scaramouche #genshin kunikuzushi #genshin x you #genshin impact sagau #traveler genshin impact #creator reader

[running-with-the-feels]

Yes! More anti-raidan incorrect posts!

Raiden: I'm going to consult the-

Kaui Liang:(in a almost mocking tone) I must go consult the Elder God's!

Bihan:(snickered)

Raiden, confused: But truly, I must-

Kuai Liang, also mocking: Consult the elder gods, who are useless, and do nothing to help us

Kung Lao, wheezing with laughter: And when I do, they'll give me a gold star

Bi-Han, doubled over laughing: If I keep laughing, I'll get another set of abs!

#they hate him #rightfully so #raiden mk #kuai liang #bi han #kung lao #mortal kombat 11

[axolotl-org]

I drew Raidan cuz I was bored waiting for my friend on Disocrd (MS Paint) Feel free to ask me to draw an MGS character.

#mgs #mgr raiden #metal gear rising #mgrr #mgs memes #mgs art #art

[kitsunefox1108]

Idk what kojima was thinking when he decided to give Raidan’s cyborg body a great ass but I am thankful. Anyway can we have headcanons of Raidan’s s/o having a thing for his mechanical ass?

To be honest, me too. I can't stop staring at that ass during the cutscene before the fight with Sam...

__________________________

You always seemed rather funny to Raiden, your jokes, your laughter, your demeanor. You have always interested him.

One day when you were talking after Raiden's mission, he found you looking at him. True, not the one that the interlocutors usually give to each other, but somewhere behind.

Realizing that you were looking at his ass, he decided to bluntly but jokingly ask

- like my ass, don't you?

- A? W-Wait, that was so obvious, right?... I mean, that's not what I meant! I... Okay, you're right, I like her. She... Very... Looks great. — You muttered uncertainly, expecting Raiden to hate you for it, but you felt him come up to you and pat you on the shoulder.

- Don't be shy about it, Y/N. Anyway, sooner or later I would notice it.

#raiden x reader #raiden mgr x reader #mgr x reader #metal gear x reader #metal gear rising x reader #metal gear solid x reader #mgs x reader

[raidanscave]

Pain is not necessary To truly know joy But the kind of joy birthed by pain Is one like no other

#personal #text #raidan's words

[daze4all]

Kitsune! Reader x Inazuma Series Idea

When the Last Thunder Sakura Petal Falls Series

-       Inazuma Reader Series Outline

- Synopsis: The editor of Yae Publishing Company is tricked into leaving the safety of her nest by her sister and boss Yae Miko to partake in the irodori festival to cosplay as Miss Hina and catch the eye of fans and the original Miss Hina.  

- 

- Tags: Miss Hina Cosplay, Romance, Fluff & Angst, Hikkomori Reader

- Reader: Kitsune sister of Yae Miko. Hikkomori Reader. Fear of Storms (Astraphobia), Editor of Yae publishing company. Miss Hina Cosplayer. PTSD. Makoto’s familiar fox

Chapter Titles & Ideas

The Illusory Fox Trick- Posted on Ao3 Sister Yae Miko's comfort during a storm and gets her ready for Miss Hina cosplay to help her sister make new friends. 

The Real Miss Hina – Yin meets fellow Miss Hina fan, Itto, and Miss Hina herself as Gorou 

Lessons at the Camellia Kamisato House: Yin Meets the host of the festival and is invited to flower arranging dance lessons, and tea with Ayaka and Ayato 

Possible One Shots 

The Lightnings Glow – Raidan, Yae, Scaramouche. Confrontation with the fatui in disguise as a wanderer and the truth behind the past and old wound resolved 

Brave the Seas – Kazuha x Reader. She finds a kindred spirit in Kazuha overcomes old fears reminisces over their old friend and pays respects at their grave. 

-      rai

-      Relationships

-      Writer! Ms Hina! Gorou x Kitsune! Fan!Reader 

- Has an infatuation with Gorou who she idolizes as Miss Hina who helped her overcome her hikkomori habits. Falls more knowing about but him being the general of the former enemy army makes her hesitate before being pushed by Yae to pursue him as she likes who tease them 

Yae thinks Gorou is sweet enough for her sister and that he is manipulated easily enough if things go wrong ….

-      Itto: Shy Sweet Reader x Brash Bold Funny Itto gets her out of her shell

- Continues to mistake her as Ms. Hina when she uses her transformation skills to cosplay for Yae Miko’s writing event with the excuse of getting her to socialize 

- Goes to her for wise advice and they go on an adventure together to get her out of her shell

Yae Thinks he is a blockhead, and the ogre ancestry may trigger some of the Reader's memories of her former friend

But he looks so different despite a similar outgoing personality that she is willing to see how it plays out plus more. 

Buffon that Itto is she can easily manipulate him for her sister's sake. 

-      Ayaka: Besties with Ayaka as sister princesses of political figures

o I think Ayaka might teach her how to use her cryo vision if Yin got one

o They could open up and be more casual as to be besties and fan sisters maybe learn to fan dance with each other, etiquette, flower arranging book reading, etc. take such lessons with each other to open up and be 

o Yae: There’s also a political advantage to Yin & Ayake being friends & it prepares her for any political intrigue as Yale's sister 

o Yae also believes Ayaka is so sweet she wouldn’t try anything but her brother is a different story to watch out for 

-       

-      Ayato Kamisato: A Sly Surprise - Low Romance Option in Yae’s Opinion

- Ideally, Ayaka as the ideal hime would be a great friend for Yae’s sister but that would lead to her meeting Ayato. 

- His similarity to Yae would allow Yin to get along with him. 

- He would push Yin’s boundaries with unexpected behavior such as getting too close or feeding her strange foods and he would find her amusing and daring despite her embarrassed and sensitive reactions 

- Her origins he would be most interested in as a secret not yet exploited for political advantage over Yae & Ei. 

Yae would not like it if her sister was involved with him as she would be annoyed, she could not manipulate him as easily and he would come too close to the truth

However, they would come to an understanding being older siblings with sisters and alike as foxy political leaders 

Background Lore 

- Platonic Relationships

Yae: Slightly yandere! Mommy! Older Sister! Slight sister Complex Yae 

- She is protective and manipulative for her sister’s sake. Nursed her sister back to health and is the closest to Yae. 

She plays matchmaker and judges those who want to date her sister as the say all end all of any relationships 

At least until Yin recovers more of her old self where they would tease and challenge and prank each other.  

-       

-       

Shogun - Tiger Mom

She once lashed out at Miko’s sister for her own sister's death out of grief. As the Shogun is a practical puppet, she calculates statistically that Yae’s sister is weaker since she is not a fighter but at least meets the standards for eternity

Ei – The Raiden Motherly but Evasive & slightly Yandere

- Is a cautious an ex mother figure seeking approval from Yin who is uncertain to accept as both sides want to be forgiven for the death of Makoto whom neither is to blame for 

- They are also alike as fellow hikikomori who also share interests in books and sweets and isolate themselves in eternity with sorrowful memories as two grieving souls. 

-      Slight Yandere: Only wishes Yin to be happy but misled by her idea of eternity so may have let them be trapped in euthymia together when she and Yin were happiest as she did so believed it was best for herself and Yin. 

Kunikishi/Scaramouche/Wanderer – Sees Y/N as a weakness to exploit for Ei & Yae Miko

- Yin may not know of kunikushi possibly or only whispers from which she would feel guilty as if she knew she would have stopped it or taken him in but was lost in her grief and did nothing.

- She was possibly trapped in euthymia… so he also does not know about her as she was kept a secret from most of Inazuma as a weakness that could have been exploited. 

- He may find her out as Fatui and exploit her as a weakness and be jealous given the love and care Yae Miko or Ei never gave to him. 

#genshin impact #yae miko #genshin yae #genshin inazuma #genshin ayato #genshin itto #kazuha #genshin scaramouche #genshin impact oc #genshin impact reader insert #genshin impact x reader #raiden shogun #ei x reader #ei genshin #electro archon

[l0sercat]

Omg I just watched Record of Ragnarok and lemme tell you how fucking amazing it is. I saw it on Netflix and I avoided but then I finally clicked on it Monday and...holy shit. I can't wait for another season!!! I fucking love Jack, Shiva, Hermes, Raidan, and Buddha! God especially Jack and Shiva they made my legs weak asf. 😳🫣 Hermes also remindes me of Sebastian from Black Butler lmao.

Also requests are going to come out slow because I'm a little burnt out.

#record of ragnarok #ror #jack the ripper #l0sercat #ramblings #im sorry #shiva record of ragnarok

[bellamer]

Raiden and Fujin having another fight because of Fujin's relationship with Nightwolf. Raiden is mad that Fujin is in a relationship with a mortal and Fujin just wants Raiden to be happy for him.

Raiden's being a jerk, but it comes from a place of concern. Since he and Fujin are God's, he knows that Fujin will outlive Nightwolf and he doesn't want his brother to go through the pain of watching the person you're in love with grow older and weaker and eventually die, while you stay the same, even though Fujin is prepared for it. Fujin wouldn't talk to Raiden for a few weeks, maybe even a month, just to give him time to warm up to the idea of him being in a romantic relationship with a mortal.

If it's Dark!Raidan though, the fight would be a lot more angsty and Raiden is malicious about Fujin being with Nightwolf and would claim that living amongst humans has made Fujin soft and weak. They might even end up lashing out and physically fighting each other. Who knows how long it would be before they talk to each other again.

#mortal kombat 11 aftermath #mortal kombat 11 #mortal kombat #raiden mk #raiden mortal kombat #fujin mk #fujin mortal kombat #nightwolf #windwolf #dark raiden