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strawberrylabs · 21 days
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Thinking about early morning train rides with modern Genshin characters..... (Inspired by my commute to and from places in Melbourne)
Xiao, the ever early riser who's already got a drink in a travel cup for you.
The short walk in the crisp morning air to the station near your apartment before standing on the packed train, huddled close to each other as you hold on.
The ride to your university is only a few short minutes, but it's minutes of bliss. The idle chatter of high schoolers around you, the sun pouring through the crowded train, and Xiao's hand on the small of your back.
He grabs your hand when it's your stop, pulling you through the people and off the train, as if you wouldn't make it through the doors if he wasn't holding you, despite having made the trip dozens of times.
Not many words are spoken during the journey, but more than enough things are said in the way you huh before parting for class.
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Freminet, who wakes up on time to get ready for the long train ride home, but doesn't want to get out of bed with you.
You'd spent the night in the city, and now had to catch the early train home.
Being a cold morning, neither want to leave the comfort of the bed, warmed by two bodies sleeping there the night before.
The playlist that got set as your alarm continues to cycle through songs, your liked playlist being a mix of all sorts.
When you finally get up it's a rush to the station, tea half finished and toast messily eaten.
Once finally on the train, Freminet lets out a sigh and leans on you. It was a long ride back home. At least the morning sun on Freminet's gold hair and freckled face was a sight you never bore of.
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Furina always acted like using public transport didn't make her anxious, but in reality she planned your entire trip as well as a back up the week before.
So when she double checks and sees trains are being replaced by coaches after 9am, she panics.
You have to catch a metro train from your current location at 8:05 to the main station which gets in at 8:18 in time for the last regional train at 8:35.
You could only chuckle as Furina fusses on the metro, convinced you're somehow going to miss the next train..
It doesn't help that the train is late by 5 minutes.
When you're both finally on the regional train home, she relaxes into her window seat.
Despite the residual panic on her face, you couldn't deny she looked stunning contrasted against the view of the city in the morning light.
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All of these are inspired by what happened to me... This morning. I'm writing this on the train right now LMAO
- Strawberry 🍓
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thekaiqueen · 7 months
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Diluc, about to do something dumb: No i'm doing it and not you or God himself will stop me
Crepus: *Pulls out his phone and starts texting*
Diluc: Dad……..Dad who are you texting?
Crepus: *Sets his phone down and looks Diluc dead in the eye*
Diluc, sweating: What the did you do dad?!?!?!
Adelinde, running into the room: Master Diluc!
Diluc: oh my god i am so fucked
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stormyth-art · 9 months
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realized I never posted my modern genshin designs from my last video! :D
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prodtrouver · 2 years
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I'm looking for you — shikanoin heizou
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𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 :: another usual day for heizou to place his sweet macarons on the library table and goes away for a few minutes to look for some books. Except on this memorable day, someone took his macarons. What first thought to be accidental case turned into a regular occurrence, so it became his goal to find out whose been taking his precious macarons.
𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲 :: modern! genshin impact au, university au, band au, fluff, angst
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 :: curses/swear words, inappropriate jokes, mentions about crimes and law (heizou is a criminal justice major)
𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀: I hope this doesn't flop since this is my first genshin impact au like ever after getting into the game (。ノω\。)
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:: the criminals — :: the band ::
01 :: best dessert hands down
02 :: should I take it
03 :: where it'd go
04 :: this you?
05 :: it happened again
06 :: miraculous ladybug
07 :: /kick hu tao
08 :: perfectly fine
09 :: nobody tell
10 :: go to you
11 :: dam has broken
12 :: sakura mochi
13 :: date pt.2
14 ::
15 ::
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neskastree · 1 year
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A Modern Family
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yukd4ko · 1 year
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Modern!sagau au anyone?
This is like my 3rd sagau brain rot post but there is too much my brain can do with this.
so…sagau but it’s modern the reader is apart of a religion and unlike everyone in normal teyvat some don’t believe in the creator! but when there is a global announcement that the true creator has been found?? How would they react :0
it can be in god form or in mortal form with no idea what is happening?? There is so much you can do with this
writing this au maybe too if you want to use no need for credit just tag me I want to read it!!
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mochinon-yah · 1 year
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'bedo but obviously in modern clothes cuz genshin clothes are hella hard and i am lazy-!
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but because it's my drawing, his hair and his hand are absolutely weird. i should've drawn the hair fluffier and the hand bigger, but i'm too lazy to change it.
and tbh i shouldn't have use my time to draw stuffs, not when i have school assignments threatening me—hehe.
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yugiokaeri · 1 year
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Lil one-pager bc I simply enjoy this voice line 😭😭
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rent-a-friend-au · 2 years
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the rent-a-friend au is so fun for me to write bc my approach to all the characters + settings is to flip what exists in canon LOL so like- wanmin is famous in-game, but it's a beloved hole-in-wall in the story. chongyun is a photographer, but he gets distracted by ghost stories and runs off to catch them on camera even tho he never succeeds. things like that!! they're flipped but still familiar and i just love it 🤣🤣
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cannolicorgi · 2 years
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fish eats a chip
it’s not perfect but it only took like 30 minutes??? and I swear most of it was mixing the background brightness, like the coloring and sketch was really short I’m so proud.
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glorestarz · 23 days
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enter— toxic (yandere?) surgeon alhaitham !! | noxious
status: unedited
synopsis: you’re an annoying ass intern at alhaitham’s hospital and he basically hates you lol /hj
cw: degrading of your character, and unbalanced power dynamics
note: is this good? nah. but alhaitham has been rotting in my mind for like days, doesn't help that i main him either— but still. honestly, you could imagine this as vertias (HSR) as well because they are so-so similar imo but vertias is more of a bitch 😭
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you were a discord in the esteemed surgeons' carefully choreographed day-to-day. a heterogenous little thing, opposed to him in temperament, in capacity, in propensities. a useless thing, or more accurately a useless intern—incapable of serving his interest or adding anything of worth to him other than a pretty face adoring his side. if that.
it was only a moderately pretty face, but loneliness and underfeeding had given it a wistful expression that had charm. unfortunately, it was not the sort of charm which made a great appeal to alhaitham. he values practicality. aesthetics aren't generally something he puts into consideration. which might as well explain his animosity of you.
there was a curious strain of weakness running crosswise through your makeup.
you weren’t adept with the scalpel, scholarly, or quick on your feet. you were nothing. you could do nothing for him. fetching him, at best, lukewarm coffee in the morning certainly wouldn't qualify you as useful. i mean— an ill-fated cancer ward patient writhing in the throes of death would certainly be more useful than you. at least it gave him something to do. providing a semblance of entertainment.
so his mind spun perpetually as to why were you there. to bother him? to toss a pebble square into his well-oiled machine? what mad impulse had seized you to think you could try your hand at surgery?
you knew you were a hindrance. you must have known. you have to know. alhaitham was not one to hide his disdain and icy glares. his voice, usually calm and measured, takes on a sharp edge with you, his utterances dripping with condescension, dissecting your tactless actions. and the blunt truth was that you possessed neither courage, self-perseverance, nor self-respect, so of course, you said nothing in rebuttal to the comments. he just couldn't help himself.
dipping your head to convey your utmost apologies when you slip up, avoiding his glances when asking a question. this was a teaching hospital so why can’t you just learn? he’s giving you all the materials and opportunities to learn. an ample amount even. if you won’t, leave him alone. go simmer in all your utter helpness elsewhere. he has no use for you.
he’d thought that would be enough to rid himself of you. wouldn’t it be great to live in a world without annoyances?
yet, despite, his biting words and audacious gazes, you stayed. there had been disappointments and humiliations, and although you hated to admit it even to yourself, you were in desperate straits, alhaitham’s words were inevitably eroding your sense of self, as small as it was. nevertheless, you were still fighting, trying to bob your head out of the water.
stupid. you were frustrating to no end. he thought it was mere childish affection that made you cling to him until it was too late did he clearly understand what you were to him. for by merely seeming fond of him, and showing in your weak, futile way that you “cared” for him—he’d never would have thought from the moment you stepped into his orbit, his focus would narrow, his attention, better used elsewhere, would fixate on you with an intensity that bordered on unbridled obsession.
odd.
you wanted to scrub in on another specialty? what are you talking about? are you stupid? interns are not just a mentee, but a possession to be owned and controlled. you were his despite his resentments.
interns were always referred to as puppies, it was a well-known fact among his colleagues; incredibly bright-eyed and eager, they’d follow their mentors closely, eager to soak up knowledge like sponges and as a resident you’d have to be careful to correct their wrongdoings without breaking their spirit.
he’d always thought the analogy was absurd.
but you were his puppy, incredibly loyal, and “forgiving” despite his harsh words, and just because you wanted to stray from his sight doesn't mean he’ll just— let you. puppies have leashes for a reason. no?
he ended that fictitious fantasy punctually, deflecting the other attending’s stabs of stealing you away for their own surgeries. if able, he’d like to avoid this scenario from coming into fruition. he’ll reject any ask you send his way, of course, the communication required to do so is a huge waste of his valuable time. time he’d rather not waste dwelling on you. but he does nonetheless. you should be grateful. you should be grateful he's doing at least this for you. listening to your burdensome requests, though your pleas might as well been ignored. he won’t be doing any of that, of course. laughable.
he trusts in his own judgment implicitly.
any glimmer of your independence was swiftly extinguished under the weight of his authority. unlike those with sly, silver tongues, allaitham’s approach is more clinical, that transcends mere ego stroking. he doesn't need to charm or flatter; he’s well aware of his strengths. so instead, he appeals to their intellect (if any), exploiting vulnerabilities within their surgical precision, employing subtle nuances and half-truths. besides, it was much easier this way. it's easy for people to succumb to the vicissitudes of life and find themselves being led astray, and some people just need a little push to be off on their way. insecurity is a weakness to be exploited, not a trait to be embraced.
once he diverts their attention and energy into other matters, they should leave you him alone rather quickly. great, that’s good. good for you. good for him. though, its effects are no less devastating for the hereafter.
and just like that, his problem is resolved, enabling him to rest easy again. manipulation is a tool; an art form, similar to the scalpel, one that he wields with chilling efficiency and little effort, a finesse that is as mesmerizing as it is terrifying.
it was inconvincible, but alas, over time he found a sort of convoluted satisfaction in orchestrating your actions and decisions to align with his desires, savoring the sense of dominance it carries. and his penchant for control permeates even the most remote of your interactions as they would now. this is by design.
why? hah. he couldn’t tell, but the thing interested him. his curiosity was at first entirely defeated upon the point; there was mystery about it. it seemed in itself so insignificant.
the thing puzzled him, and he was led to make a further remark, which puzzled him still more: as a surgeon, as a scientist, they were taught to learn from and rely on books, on definitions, but in life strict definitions rarely apply as they would now. plus, what good would it be to know? it is merely a passing interest, a fleeting distraction from the rigors of his daily routine.
but at the present, all he understood, or cared to understand was that his grip on your autonomy was somehow, something comfortable and natural. now he can go back to normal. good. the cogs are turning again. his conscience is clear.
just don't throw anymore extra trouble his way, and you’ll be fine. probably.
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rizsnt · 9 months
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word on the (sumeru) street
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portalmonsterrr · 1 year
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Character refs and their descriptions! More will come (maybe not even from Sumeru). I’m balancing all my wips and ideas and my university stuff aha please pray for me
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prodtrouver · 2 years
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I'm Looking For You — shikanoin heizou
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You ran to where the gloomy Kazuha stood. His frown definitely prominent and you wondered why he looked so sad.
"Ka~Zu~Ha~," you stopped in front of him. Your usual sweet and wide smile displayed on your face. Your little hands held each other behind your back. Your sparkling eyes that stared at him.
The lad resisted the urge to hug you... Resisted like he always does.
"Did you enjoy your lunch with Heizou?" He questioned, his soft smile returning to his lips. You nodded before moving to his side.
"why do you look so down anyways? Did something happen?" You asked whilst you both walked down the dirtied red brick road. Both heading to the university's dormitories.
"not really — you know, you should've asked me if I'm free or not. We could've had lunch together." Kazuha let out a soft chuckle, to which you did the same.
"maybe, tomorrow! Heizou was so nice to pay for the food." You let out a laugh, thinking about your little lunch with the criminal justice major while the herbology major was enduring the tugging of his heart strings.
Of all times, why did it have to come back now? Why now when he thought he had passed away from those feelings?
"Zuzu!" Kazuha was snapped out of his thoughts by your endearing voice. He turned to you with a puzzled expression. "Sheesh, are you really okay?"
You frowned at the lad while Kazuha only gave you a sad smile.
"I'm fine, don't worry. We're here, by the way. Get some rest, y/n!" Kazuha planted a kiss on your forehead before heading to his shared dorm with his Venti.
Kazuha gripped on the strap of his bag while he bites his lip. He was over them, he was finished with them. Why did it have to come back now?
Was it because of him? Because of Heizou?
You watched the boy walk inside his dorms and wondered what had happened to him.
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11 :: dam has broken
𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 :: 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 :: 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 :: another usual day for heizou to place his sweet macarons on the library table and goes away for a few minutes to look for some books. Except on this memorable day, someone took his macarons. What first thought to be accidental case turned into a regular occurrence, so it became his goal to find out whose been taking his precious macarons.
𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 :: @spookyrule @strawbxrrytiger @aequha @slvdsjjk @aixaingela @ferumie @kayleigh-reuthlr @hadesaedes @whats-humanity-lol @rinshouya @nei-rinn @yohoo-tehee @kuni-kuzushii @mikctp @rrinsluvr @jiminscarmex @elysiasbae @thenightsflower @haraeee @wheneverthesunrise @scarakitty @lunaflvms @still-dazai-simp-not-sorry @jjkieslovies @ifelloutofbed @reverse-iak @cotton-eee @lacunasweven @lordbugs @lovelyiez @apyrose @beemarkie @rinneamagisluv @aravensquill @yumesthings @nerdyphantomlady @kazuhasdickwarmer @leathernourishingshoepolish @ksjjkthpjm (If your name isn't highlighted, I can't tag your name)
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neskastree · 1 year
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the baby!
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hitomisuzuya · 6 months
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HAISS JIII HII !!! Scara eating shy reader out and she keeps trying to muffle her moans or squeeze her legs shut but scara doesn't want that (he wants to hear her and he like spreads her legs)
also tongue perusing scara duh 🙏
Scaramouche x fem!reader. Smut. Cunnilingus. Scara with a tongue piercing 😳 Minor degradation.
You guys really like when I write Scara with a tongue piercing. I don't blame you. And thank you so much! 🥺
Scaramouche's hands caressed you hips, dipping his tongue between your folds to tease the ball of his tongue piercing on your clit. Jolts of pleasure tingled your spine, your teeth biting your lower lip as your clit swelled and throbbed from his ministrations.
As hard as he was from how good you tasted, there was something that irked him. You were swallowing your noises. He nudged his nose against your clit, licking a line down your cunt to plunge his tongue inside of you.
He made sure you felt every drag of his piercing along your sensitive walls. He wanted you to be loud for him. He needed you to scream and writhe, bucking your hips up into his mouth while he reduced you to sobbing mess.
Your back arched off the bed, your cheeks flushing as you struggled to hold back your moans. He batted your hand away tried to cover your mouth, glaring at you in warning. "Fucking moan for me," He commanded, sending a shiver up your spine.
Scaramouche vibrated a moan on your clit, "Scream for me, slut," He latched his lips around your clit. He sucked on it, scraping the ball of his piercing, drool pooling between your legs. He was driven with the intent to make you moan.
Your hands found the back of his head, pressing his mouth onto your cunt. You tugged on his hair, earning him an audible gasp of pleasure. You bucked your hips up into his mouth, writhing as you tried to close your legs around his head.
Scaramouche pried your legs apart, kitten licking his piercing on your clit before pushing his tongue back inside of you. Long, slow licks made your walls clamp tight, your fingernails digging into his scalp to ground yourself.
"More, more, more," You chanted, unable to contain your moans anymore. He moaned in bliss listening to you finally apart. He held your cunt against his mouth, his licks and sucks ravenous and encouraging you to cream on his tongue.
Scaramouche relished in every scream that tore from your throat when you squirted. There was nothing more satisfying to him.
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