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zhongrin · 4 months

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festered wounds

— when you’ve never been the first choice your whole life, it’s hard to accept the possibility that you could be loved.

✼ characters ┈ zhongli, al haitham, wriothesley

✼ tags ┈ gn!reader, this is more of a vent drabble, hurt with comfort, reader with massive insecurity issues, implied past trauma, slight blood & gore in the portrayal of ‘hurt’

✼ a/n ┈ this…. got really personal, haha. i wrote this in a bad headspace, so apologies if it got depressing or if it’s of a low quality. i didn't want to have this in my drafts and i certainly don't want to bring it to 2024 so i'm just posting this now.

ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

“i’m sorry.”

zhongli’s heart dropped at the words escaping your lips. this was certainly the most unexpected response you could give to his confession, seeing the promising recent developments in your relationship — and so celestia forgive him, he had to pause to gather his thoughts. this made you fidget even more under his gaze, and so you succumbed to your frazzled nerves to continue in a more panicked voice.

“i’m sorry, mr. zhongli, i know you’re not the type to resort to deceit or find joy in toying with people’s feelings, but i’m just— i can’t—” you trailed off, feeling your chest tighten in pain.

“please, hold your tongue for a moment,” the refined man held out one of his hand to settle onto your shoulder comfortingly. his expression was a mixture of worry and confusion, eyebrows furrowing in a sign of distress. “are you saying that you… do not believe my words? you think i have malicious intentions?”

“….. i’m sorry, i’m just not used to- i’ve never-” you stumbled over your words and squeezed your eyes shut, “i’m sorry….”

zhongli watched you for a moment, observing the smallest ticks and the story behind your body language. you looked so vulnerable, like a scared animal instinctively cowering at some invisible threat. you looked as if someone had stripped away a bandage that had been haphazardly wrapped around a wound left unattended for so long, it had festered into an abomination, eating away at you slowly, even now.

belatedly, he realized that ‘someone’ was himself.

zhongli inhaled deeply, his palm leaving your shoulder. this time, he took his hands to tenderly grab your fingers, lifting them up to silently plead for your attention. your eyes were troubled and full of storms, the rain and lighting reflecting on your expression as a solemn flutter of your eyelashes and sorrowful downturn of your lips. the slight tremble of your body reflected the silent call for help from a blemished heart that never had the courage to forget.

“my dearest. i see the pain you have gone through. i have yet to know the tales that had marred your heart, but i want you to know that i am willing to be the pair of ears you tell your grievances to, and you can be rest assured that they will be safe with me. i know my words will not be enough to convince you otherwise at this moment… however, you must forgive my impatience, for it stems out of genuine love. i simply must humbly ask once again—”

“— please, give me a chance to heal you.”

“a-are you sure you want me?”

out of the 18 different responses he anticipated, al haitham did not expect this. however, his surprise merely manifested in the rising of both of his eyebrows and the subtle shift on his legs.

“unlike the consensus the public seemed to have one-sidedly agreed on, i am not foolish enough in the matter of romance as to confess to someone i do not hold deep affection and great care for,” he said in the same tone as the moment he asked if you would consider taking your relationship into the ‘officially dating’ phase, “is it not obvious? kaveh claimed i was ‘laying it on thick’ and cyno had noted of how i treat you better than how i treat the dendro archon.”

“oh….”

“….”

you thought you had gotten used to al haitham’s stare with how much you both had been hanging out, but right now you couldn’t seem to lift your head. the scholar crossed his arms, waiting patiently for your response. you were both gratuitous and dreading his resilience.

“i-i still think you could do better, though. i mean, look at you! you’re so fit, so wouldn’t you feel better if your partner is more of the sporty type? and you’re the top graduate of the haravatat darshan, so you would pair better with someone smarter…. a-and someone like me will just drag you down; aesthetically speaking, i… uh, leave much to be desired while you’re… you know…”

you spoke of such illogical assumptions and erroneous advices that he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. you spoke of belittling yourself as if you were used to riding on the rails of insurmountably low dip of the self-esteem cliff for years. you spoke of these things as if you were repeating words someone told you at least once in your life.

and it angered him.

but he wasn’t angry at you. he was angry for you.

funny how empathy wasn’t his strong suit, and yet he jumped on the bandwagon as easily as an otter taking off into the waters the moment it came to you and your emotions.

“i care not for such shallow qualifications when it comes to seeking a partner. your presence triggers the relevant hormones that make me feel relaxed and comfortable, and my mind spontaneously seek for your attention. it’s only logical that i seek for an arrangement that would ensure these pleasant things to happen and develop further.”

“you’re the best choice for a partner, simply because i wish to spend the rest of my life with you; and i think that's enough.”

“i don’t think i’m a good choice for you…”

wriothesley looked as if you had pinpointed his weak point in a boxing match and delivered a straight jab right onto it. his lips slacked open and his body froze as he tried to process your words, the meaning behind it, the—

he inhaled deeply and punched his own fist into his palm, stretching his jaw with a growl before a darker tone took over his voice.

“alright, who’s been talking shit? let me at them. it won’t be manslaughter if they don’t die, right?”

he watched as your nervously fiddling fingers stopped twisting around each other, your eyes widened in shock and alarm at his words. briefly, he praised himself inwardly for being able to switch your mood at the snap of his fingers. now if only he could do that, but instead of surprise-and-horror, it could turn into surprise-and-joy instead…

“what?! wait- no! no one said that, i ju—”

“then is your own head telling you that?”

“it’s—” you gulped, gaze slowly breaking away.

he sensed a secret kept safe under the heaviest chains and locks. pain that had nearly torn up that warm heart of yours, shoved into the furthest part of you in a desperate attempt to save yourself; to silence the damned screams and the river of curses that would have made you self-destruct. he saw the remains of the thousands of needles that had embedded itself deep inside your worn heart a long time ago, and yet still it beat and struggled to not bleed out and drown you in its venomous blood.

he saw a heart as scarred as his skin, and he understood.

“..… alright, sweetheart, listen up, and listen close.”

the man’s hands suddenly cradled your cheeks, his icy blue eyes penetrating your clouded gaze. his whole demeanor had shifted into gentle and loving, as if he was holding his entire world in the palms of his hands. he resisted the urge to kiss you when you couldn’t help but lean onto his touch, instinctively seeking comfort.

he would do you better. he would give you the kind of love you’ve yet to experience. there were so much he wanted to say, but he chose to speak of the reassurance he thought you needed most at this moment.

“i say you’re the perfect choice for me. let me prove it to you.”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #al haitham #al haitham x reader #wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #rin writes

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shourin · 2 years

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madly in ̵l̷ov̸?̶e¿ voicelines

◇ ✨live✨ version (click to view)

◇ script version (under the cut)

(+bonus! heizou ー it's too bad i can't find his video :c ) same notes as this post for the live voicelines

| About [name]

Ah... Yes. Aren't they endearing?

Hm? I look... upset? My apologies. Please don't worry, as long as you don't harbor any... foul intent towards them, my blade will remain sheathed. You must have known by this point that I don't care for needless confrontations.

| Your Relationship

The protector and the protected would be the best description, I suppose. I try to be the best shelter that I could ever become for the tired dove that they are. A safe space to return to, someone to call home.

... Or at least, this is what I wish to become. My sweet [name] tells me that my protection suffocates them sometimes, but in this ruthless world where the gods will not hesitate to strike their subjects down, can you truly fault someone's desire to protect what is most important to them?

| Competitors

If there is anything I've learned from my life of wandering, it's that obstacles will always present themselves in one's journey. And to move forward, we must eradicate them, lest they ambush us in the future. Don't you agree?

| Would you ever let go?

I'm sure you, who have experienced losses in your journeys, will be able to relate to me when I say that... At a certain point, one will slowly become accustomed to separation and rejections. But do you know what lies past the grief and the numbness when you think it couldn't possibly get worse?

*chuckles* I'm afraid... I have gotten past that point.

| About [name]

Mm? Yes, what about my darling [name]?

Tread carefully now, comrade~ *chuckle*

| Your Relationship

Utterly head over heels, madly invested in each other, completely in love, and is in a loving relationship! Ahaha, don't give me that look! You were the one who asked!

Alright, alright, since you asked nicely... [name] has been with me for as long as I remember, actually. We were neighbors, and we kept in touch even after I joined the Fatui. They stuck by me through thick and thin, always smiling when they greeted me back at the village, despite knowing what I do for a living...

Tell me, how can one not fall in love with someone like that? Such a pure, untainted soul... Being around them feels like I've committed an unforgivable sin in itself, but alas, I've been utterly smitten and I can't exactly remember how to get out of this maze called love anymore. So I guess I'm staying for good, haha!

| Competitors

Ah, of course, there were many, many insects swarming around such beauty... The only irritating thing about it is that none of them - not even a single one - was a fun hunt! Can you believe it?? I've probably gone through a hundred of them by this point, but none makes a worthy opponent! *sigh* Life's hard when you're just too strong...

*grin* Speaking of which, how about it, Traveler? If you're free, why don't we do some sparring~?

| Would you ever let go?

Ahahaha! Comrade, you sure like to joke around...

Perhaps. If you can pry them off my dead body.

| About [name]

[name]? Yes, of course I know them. What do you think about them, Traveler?

Oh? My smile looks scary? I'm not sure what you mean by that, this is my usual smile. *chuckles* Why, have you done something that will potentially incur my wrath? Something like... taking a romantic interest towards my dear fiancé, perhaps?

That's not the case? Well, then, I believe there's nothing you should worry about!

| Your Relationship

[name] has stayed with me throughout my darkest hours. They... gave me much-needed comfort, when I had to take the mantle of the head of the clan. Though it is something I have prepared for my whole life, it was a rather sudden change, and the transition was abrupt. Coupled with the fact that there was no room for mistakes... Yes, I could never thank them enough.

I believe we've developed a deep bond because of it all. So, it's only natural that I repay them by providing them with the best luxuries and the safest shelter to call home. And as the spouse of the head of the Kamisato clan, they won't ever lack anything!

| Competitors

-and make sure to do it without any trace, as usual. You are dismissed.

... Hm? Oh, Traveler. To what do I owe the pleasure?

| Would you ever let go?

My, I'm afraid I'll need context on this one. If this is about my position as the head of my household clan, I would rather not, but I believe Ayaka will become a fine head in my place. If you're talking about the Shuumatsuban, it will undoubtedly cause a few issues. Still, I should manage to hire some elite private mercenaries in their stead, though it would not be preferable.

And if this is concerning [name], then the answer is rather simple:

No.

| About [name]

*smiles* [name] is my greatest treasure. I'm quite sure you've noticed the fondness I hold towards them. I can talk about them all day.

They are a kind one, for starters. Always wishing and striving to please everyone, sometimes to the point that they forgot about themselves. No matter in whichever lives, no matter their position... This aspect of them never changed. It worries me so. Yet, forcibly stripping this away from them would mean that I am rejecting who they are as a person. And that is not what I wish to do.

I'd like to think that I'm protecting them, by making sure that no one tries to take advantage of their kind nature. After all, is it not the job of a lover to make sure their beloved is safe and sound?

| Your Relationship

Would you believe me when I say that I have been in love with them for thousands of years? *chuckles*

Be it Rex Lapis, Morax, or Zhongli... They have a firm hold of my heart. So it's only fair that I do so in return, don't you think?

| Competitors

As much as I would find it liberating to subdue those who do not deserve their attention, let alone be allowed to lay sight on them... I cannot.

We would not want the seas of Liyue Harbor to turn red from all the blood. It would be unhygienic.

| Would you ever let go?

..... All I wish for is for [name] to be safe.

And the safest place in all Teyvat is by my side.

| About [name]

Oh, did you meet [name]? I suppose you've been frequenting the Kamisato residence lately... What did you think about them?

Hmm, I see, I see! The young miss introduced the two of you! ... .That's fine then.

Aren't they really nice? Did they talk about me? I have some time to spare, so we can sit down for some tea! Why don't you tell me all about it over some tea time snacks?

| Your Relationship

"The perfect couple"? R-Really? Do people really say that? Aw, geez, that's kinda embarrassing, but it makes me happy that people recognize how well we get along with each other, haha!

[name] could be a little stubborn sometimes, but they're just the sweetest! *giggle* Oh, and don't worry, when we get married one day, I'll be sure to invite you as one of the guests!

| Competitors

*strained laugh* Uhm, well, I can't deny that there are a lot of people around us, and with me being busy tending to the Kamisato siblings' needs, there isn't enough time for me to regularly check on them...

B-But, the young master has been really kind, so I really have nothing to worry about! Huh? What kind of help did he provide? Well, there are numerous things, really. For example... He's provided me with an adequate living section in the Kamisato residence, since I'm the young miss' retainer, and he allowed [name] to reside there! Just normal things, you know? Man, I sure am glad I work for a really accommodating boss!

| Would you ever let go?

You know, my mom used to say, if you truly love someone, you should always keep them close to your heart... And I agree wholeheartedly with her! Plus, [name] enjoys my company very much, why would I 'let them go'?

| About [name]

My adorable significant other! What's this, are you investigating them for some reason, Traveler? I assure you, their background is completely clean, with no dirt in sight! I made sure of it, afterall~

Eh? What does that mean? Haha, who knows~

| Your Relationship

It's like a game of cat and mouse, most of the time. I find it mentally stimulating! They always love to test my intelligence by going into hiding somewhere, waiting for me to catch them! Isn't that cute? It's thrilling and keeps me on my toes, that's for sure! They're always so creative about it, too...

I do get worried from time to time, though. I mean, they might get hurt out there while they look for a hiding place... So if you ever spot them out there in any dangerous areas - which they're prone to wander off to - let me know straight away, okay? It might sound like I'm cheating by asking this from a lot of people, but I'd rather have [name] safe and my detective pride bruised rather than have them get hurt, or worse...

| Competitors

Now, see, to make a fair competition, the two candidates must have an equal footing with each other. However, I have yet to see someone who is as interested in [name] as I am, who is just as smart, good-looking, attentive, and capable as me - and to top it all off, have the ability and courage to do whatever it takes to ensure their safety and comfort! So there isn't really any competition going on here, is there?

| Would you ever let go?

Haha, is that a serious question?

Look here partner - a detective worth their salt will chase its target until the end of the world. Now, I'm not saying [name] is a criminal or anything like that, but all I'm saying is...

... I'm not the type who would let my prey get away, you see.

And it's not like I have a shortage of handcuffs to use, haha!

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genshrineimpact · 2 years

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Did the people of liyue build a statue of morax and goddess!reader together( I was thinking about something similar to this post?🧍‍♀️) https://kalims.tumblr.com/post/663647093061255168/listen-what-if-morax-had-a-lover-long-ago

Or maybe something different??

OMG THAT WOULD BE ADORABLE AAA

⬙⤠ masterlist ⤝⬙

ok maybe not for the statue of the seven itself, since you're not exactly an archon.

BUT! the liyue citizens (especially those who used to be your people, since i hc they would be proficient in forging, sculpting, etc since those are skills that are most sought after for living as the god of war's people) most definitely will have your statues made! it won't be a huge sculpture like inazuma's statue of the omnipresent god, mostly because you've already told them before to not do something so extravagant and instead they should focus their energy & resources to do something that would be more beneficial. they're mostly smaller statues, those that people would usually put on the wall or a small altar.

morax standalone statues usually symbolize wealth and knowledge. they're put on shop storefronts (you know, like those maneki-neko statues?), banks, studies, and libraries. your standalone statues symbolize peace and are used as a warding from evil. you can find them at the entrance of most households and temples.

now if it's the statue of the two of you, it's a different story altogether. obviously, it symbolizes peace, love, a lasting union, and prosperity. they're the ones most commonly found in the houses of newlyweds, and the temples where these statues are available to be worshipped are always packed with lovers and families alike. even after your passings, this continues to be the case.

after stepping down from your positions, zhongli comes home and cheekily places a statue of the two of you right in the middle of your living room's table. you come home to it and gives your husband a confused look. he merely shrugs and says, "it's a normal thing to have the statues of rex lapis and [your_god_name] in one's household, dear. i'm unsure as to why you are so confused."

starting then, it becomes a running joke between the two of you to 'pray' to the statue whenever you want to poke fun at each other:

"rex lapis, it seems like my husband is just as hopeless in the kitchen even after all these years. i wish you would descend and impart him with the knowledge of your cooking skill, which i am sure would be as vast as the number of contracts you have made."

"[your_god_name], it appears that this spouse of mine has became tired of me recently. no longer i receive ten kisses a day. it has been a week since i have only received nine. i fear our marriage is on the brink of collapse." childe is a bad influence on him, you notice.

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#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #god of war! reader au #i am so deep into this au it probably deserves its own masterlist atp #rin answers #rin writes

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castlecult · 1 year

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𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 : 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

pairing : eddie brock x fem!reader

warnings : +18, cockwarming, venom is mentioned once, not proofread

event : kinktober 2022

you have been sitting on his lap for an hour now. eddie had to finish some important work but proposed a different kind of activity to kill time. you were wearing only a t-shirt, your back was resting against his chest.

you felt his cock twitch again inside your warm walls. “eddie…” you whined, rotating your hips a couple of times, gaining some friction. “i’m almost done, i promise,” he grabbed your hips to stop you, trying to fight the urge to bend you over the desk and fuck you right there. he really wanted to but it was a important and he couldn’t fail.

you took his free and guided it on your breast, parting your lips. eddie gave in, starting palming you through the fabric. he squeezed a bit, making you moan. your wetness started pooling around the base of his thick member and you tried your best not to move.

“you’re doing so good,” he praised while keeping his eyes focused on the screen. “you’re so sexy while you’re concentrating, you know that?” you turned your head to kiss his jaw and neck slowly. eddie thrusted into you, a groan escaping your lips and you shivered. “thank you, venom,” you smirked, knowing the symbiote was on your side now.

eddie sighed and finally stopped working. he grabbed your hips and bent you over his desk, still buried into your pussy. your hands gripped the desk and mentally prepared for what was coming. “please, eddie,” he spanked you twice and you moaned, grinding against him. “you’re gonna be the death of me.”

an : this is my first time writing for eddie omg, i hope it was good enough hehe. thank you for reading & have a nice day !!

kinktober tag list : @alexxavicry @therealnekomari @sayah13 @withakindheartx @caliixr

#kinktober 2022 #rin writes #eddie brock x reader #eddie brock x you #eddie brock x y/n #venom x reader #eddie brock imagine #eddie brock drabble #eddie brock blurb #eddie brock one shot #eddie brock fanfiction #venom #eddie brock #tom hardy #marvel

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galaxirin · 5 months

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Decided to start adding the comics on AO3

#rin draws #bloodborne #rin writes #in a way????? yeah sure lets go with that

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rinastray · 6 months

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Tempting, Tempting

Prompt: Take A Bite (twst rarepair halloween 2023, 11/03)

Pairing: Lilia/Divus

Rating: high Teen

Warnings: is it still student/teacher if the student is centuries older then the teacher?; also very MILD book 7 spoiler, blood drinking

Lilia is fine. (He very much is not.)

⁂

His mouth is dry.

It tastes of ash and decay.

He is hungry, hungry in a way that grows with each day, a thirst that leaves his magic slipping through his fingers even as it eats away at him from the inside out.

There is food everywhere, fresh, young, but he has sworn to never feed from the children so long as he stands by his ward’s side.

Temptation is on all sides, strong and potent, fangs digging into his lip as he resists; the blood that spills from them is a thick ichor, acid on his tongue and bile in his throat.

“Vanrouge.”

Lilia Vanrouge startles from his thoughts at the voice, turning towards it’s owner. “Crewel-sensei,” he says, forcing a smile. his mouth is dry

Divus Crewel narrows steely eyes at him, pointer rapping against one palm in an agitation that refuses to show on the man’s face. “...Stay after, Vanrouge.”

“Of course!” the rush in his ears is deafening

The chatter of the other students sweeps in around Lilia tempting, tempting, sweet and strong as he turns back towards his project.

his mouth is dry

The rest of the class seems to crawl by, minutes clawed forward one by one.

Finally Crewel dismisses the rest once everything is straightened and cleaned to his high standards. Lilia remains beside his own cauldron the rush narrows down to one, singular, point as the instructor flicks his own pointer at the door, shutting it.

“You wished to speak with me, sensei?”

Crewel leans back against his desk, arms folded as he studies Lilia. “How long has your blood lust been this bad?”

Tempting, tempting, take and feed

“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” Lilia says with empty innocence.

“Don’t play coy Vanrouge,” Crewel says, reaching down beside him to palm something off the desktop. “We teachers were warned of your… peculiarities when you and Draconia first arrived at the school; the Headmage gave us his assurances that you would abide by your word, but I felt it prudent to look into what it might look like should a vampiric fae be slipping towards blood lust.”

“I assure you I am no-” Lilia cuts himself off with a hiss as Crewel swipes whatever is in his hand against one cheek

crimson against the pale, a stain that blooms bright across his tongue and

Lilia flips himself back, fingers grasping and gouging the edge on one cauldron as he tries to keep himself from returning to that ruby gleam, eyes narrowed to that line of ruby and the taste of something sweeter then honey upon his lips.

“How dare,” he grits out, fangs aching to pierce deep, drink his fill.

“Proving a point, Vanrouge,” Crewel says as he drops the pen knife that he’d scored his skin with back on the desk. “You’re at a breaking point.”

“I can handle this.” I will handle this. tempting, tempting, stain white with red “I swore to not feed and I will not break that.”

“You swore to not feed on the children,” grates in his ears, eyes catching on blood hued leather as Crewel tugs his tie loose, “but what of a willing adult?”

Lilia swallows, tastes that brief temptation wash over his tongue once again, as he watches buttons come undone and a pale expanse of neck bared as Crewel tugs his collar open. He shouldn’t he knows. rush and beckon and nectar on his tongue Even as he loosens his fingers from the cauldron. tempting, tempting, warm and filling Even as he steps close, crowding the other man against the desk.

Even as Crewel shifts to sit on the edge, even as Lilia crawls up, straddling the other man’s thighs.

Even as Lilia sets his mouth to an offered neck, pulse a tempo of temptation against his lips.

Even as he sinks his fangs into willing flesh, warm torrent spilling across his tongue and pain-pleasured sound like a symphony in his ears.

He drinks till his mouth is no longer dry, till a spark of magic dances like fairy lights along his nerves.

Finally Lilia pulls himself away, lapping at the weeping puncture wounds, savoring the last little taste he’ll allow himself to have. There’s a temptation to drink till his offer is drained, but he buries that.

“Better?” The voice in his ear is faint, strained, and Lilia winces.

“I took too much.”

There’s a huff of a laugh, breath hot across Lilia’s skin. “I’ll live. I trust it won’t go quite this far next time.”

That phrase lays heavy in the air.

“If you’re that eager to be my little treat,” Lilia teases after a long moment. “It would be rude to turn down something with such a decadent taste.”

#lilia/divus #lilia vanrouge #divus crewel #twst #twisted wonderland #twst rarepair halloween #rin writes

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neakco · 1 year

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Inspired by the above song.

Lies and misunderstandings have caused Marinette to be hounded by press. Thankfully her best friend is there for her.

They Don’t Know About Us

Masterlist Ao3

Another day another lie, Marinette turned up the volume on her headphones and walked a little faster towards the café. With practiced ease she dodged the subtle jabs and cold stares. The current lie had been printed in papers for all to see, she was a homewrecker. Someone had spotted her leaving Jagged's apartment while Penny was out, while last week it had been Adrien's and before that it was the eldest Wayne's. At least Adrien was her friend and actually her age.

She entered the café and sighed, finally she was safe from the cold eyes judging her every blink. The owners here knew her and not only had they threatened legal action against the media if they were caught harassing any customers, but they had also installed tinting on all the windows to make it impossible to look in. They also treated her just the same as any other customer, it was relaxing. Still she selected a back booth with clear escapes routes.

She had only just sat with her coffee when a tall women with long dark hair and a bright maxi skirt approached, “Is this seat free?”

“I am sorry but I am meeting….” She cut herself off as she recognized the bright blue eyes of her best friend and smiled, “you, I am meeting you.”

“That seems rather convenient now doesn’t it?”

“I missed you Birdie.”

“Missed you too bug, been getting harder to escape reporters “

She sighed and glanced at the pack just waiting for her to leave. “Is it wrong of me to hope for a new super villain to distract them?”

“Nette, no”

“Nette, yes.” Mischief flashed briefly across her face before she smoothed it into something neutral, “It would only be for a month, maybe two, than Ladybug would swoop in to defeat me.”

Her friend had the audacity to laugh, “You don’t swoop.”

There was a pleasant thud as her head hit the table, “I know, swooping is trademarked by your family, bit this is exhausting. How am I supposed to keep clients when every consultation ends as a front page scandal?” Dexterous fingers pried her chin up and forced her to look at her coffee, “Sorry Tim, this is supposed to be us time, work stays at the door.”

He laughed quietly before dramatically pouting, “Here I am all dressed up pretty just for you and not one single compliment.”

She sat up straight and made an obvious show of studying his outfit. “You do look very pretty, is that skirt one of mine?”

“Of course, who else includes pockets?”

“Oh, I have a list if you want.” She pulled out her phone already knowing she would have no need for it. “If you had let me know you were interested in skirts I could have made you some in your colours so you wouldn’t have needed to steal one of Steph’s.”

“Maybe next time.” He placed a hand over hers, forcing the phone down. “Seriously though Nette, anything you need, I am here for you.” He paused, “Unless it is murder, than you need Jay or The Gremlin.”

“I thought they were reformed.”

“They are, but I am positive they would do it if you promised to bake them pastries.”

This brought a more genuine laugh to her lips, “Thanks love, but you know me, I have a plan. I just had to step up the timeline a bit.”

“Your going to do a reveal?” His eyes were wide. She couldn’t tell if it was from anticipation or shock. “Are you aiming for fashion week or a private show?”

She took a wistful drink before settling on her words, “If fashion week wasn’t months away I would wait. I just can’t deal with this palatable hatred for that long.” His hands tightened on hers, he could probably tell she was close to a panic attack. “I have enough designs ready right now, and enough of my friends owe me favours that I will have no shortage of models.”

“Than what do you need?”

“A venue. The good ones are either all booked or cost more than I think they’re worth.”

Tim started to massage her palm, “Did you forget that I am rich?”

“I don’t want the press to label you as another member of my harem.”

His phone dinged and he pulled it out with a flourish, “Look at that, I appear to have placed a rather large commission and paid in advance.”

Her phone lit up with the request, “You already knew this would be my plan and figured out where it would fall apart. How did you time it so well?”

“I keyed a timer to start when I said a certain sentence.”

“You are ridiculous.”

He hummed as he took a drink of her rapidly cooling coffee. “But you love me anyway.”

“I do.”

“You forgot the most important part.”

“Did I now?” Is this what being relaxed felt like?

“Be it hate, rumors or glares, why should we care? None of them actually know us.” She blushed at the affection radiating off of him. “They don’t know how much you care about everyone, how much of yourself you put into everything you do. No just for me or your friends, but to anyone in need.” He leaned forward and made sure to hold her other hand as well. “Those that matter care and those that don’t care don’t matter.” He suddenly dropped her hands and stood to adjust his skirt before offing her a hand up.

“Tim?”

“Let’s see how fast those paparazzi really are?”

She laughed and took his hand as he led her at a run through the back door and into the ally, pausing only to make sure she was ready before sprinting towards the wall.

She followed with a laugh, the vultures could try to give chase, but the roofs were hers.

#spotify #maribat #song fic #they don't know about us #rin writes #timari #i live

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reeneevers · 1 year

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2022

Tahun ini akan jadi tahun yang amat terkenang. Sungguh banyak hal dilalui dan berubah. Awal tahun masuk semester 8 dan mulai magang, pertengahan berjuang untuk menyelesaikan skripsi, lalu sepertiga akhir wisuda dan masuk dunia kerja. Garis besar ceritanya seperti itu, tapi pembelajaran tentang banyak hal menyertai cerita tersebut. Bersyukur selalu Allah masih izinkan melalui semua ini walau dengan tawa tangis suka duka. Diri ini pun sadar dan mengakui bahwa ini proses dari sebuah pendewasaan.

Terima kasih telah berjuang di tahun ini. Mari evaluasi dan buat target untuk 2023 yang lebih baik. Selamat berproses dan terus berprogres.

Salah satu video pengingat untuk menguatkan di tahun ini, semoga juga menjadi pengingat mu di masa hidupmu

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#Youtube #rin writes #rinworld

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soldier--poet--queen · 1 year

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This, kids, is why you do research for your historical fanfic before writing the statement “they could see the London skylines in the horizon”

#rin rambles #rin writes #dodged a bullet there whew lol #but now i have no idea how to convey that a ship is fast approaching london hahaha fucjk

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uematsu-rin · 10 months

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you are but a bruise

longing for the permanence

of scars on my flesh

#rin writes

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zhongrin · 4 months

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honey, can you…. un-sick me please?

✼ characters ┈ zhongli, al haitham, wriothesley, neuvillette, diluc

✼ tags ┈ gn!reader, fluff, crack, 'puppy' nickname used (wriothesley), you’re sick but nothing life-threatening (common cold/flu/fever), they’re all just so soggy for you

✼ a/n ┈ i did change my formatting recently, yes. i like this one better methinks hehe

ꜱᴘᴇᴄɪᴀʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

“dear, i assure you, the ‘passing on the sickness by kissing’ method has never been proven to work... ah, please don’t give me such downtrodden eyes, you know i cannot help but give in when you look so saddened…”

zhongli was ever so patient with your whininess, clinginess, and overall annoying (your words, not his) self when you were sick with this kind of fever. he personally thought it was adorable, the way you insisted on following him around, asking to be pampered and spoiled in such a vulnerable moment…

… and boy, did he spoil you rotten.

though his mortal vessel is incapable of catching mortal diseases, he had seen the ever-evolving medical treatments throughout the millenia to know that your request to ‘kiss me so i can heal faster’ was meant to go unfulfilled. but how could he refuse you when you look so cute? he sighed fondly and ended up peppering you with kisses all over your flushed face, a gentle smile curling his lips when you giggled and clung to him even tighter in response.

anything to soothe his treasure.

“you’re delirious. go back to bed.”

your boyfriend might sound blunt and mean, yet the way he cradled your sickly self carefully and the gentleness in which he tucked you back into bed behind the blankets was everything but uncaring. al haitham was as complex as the books he read, but if you were thorough enough, you would be able to see the worried lines creasing his eyebrows and the turmoil behind his usually impassive green eyes fringed with bright terracotta lines.

al haitham became a mirror of his grandma ever since your body proceeded to shut down on you. he would make you soup and helped you eat it when you couldn’t muster the energy to do it yourself, and he fussed over you in his own way. admittedly, he had secretly sneaked in some herbs - grown with the help of his dendro vision - into said soup, which he read would aid you in your recovery… but that was a secret he shall keep to himself.

wriothesley looked torn between wanting to laugh at you or being incredibly worried if the fever was affecting you too much. he opted to shake his head with a chuckle and hoisted you up into his arms before tucking you back to bed despite your feeble protests.

“sigewinne told you to take plenty of rest, remember? you’ll get ‘un-sick’ed soon enough if you just listen to her, you silly puppy.”

your whines and pouts did nothing to convince him otherwise. your beloved seemed intent to keep you on the bed. he was very much tempted to threaten you with a promise to cuff yourself to the bed if you keep being stubborn, but he decided not to. instead, he stayed by your bedside like a loyal hound until the medicine kicked in and you fell into a deep slumber.

“let's have a picnic under the sun when you recover, yeah? but for now, let me just guard you while you're at your most vulnerable, sweetheart.”

neuvillette, the infamously aloof and diligent iudex, was anything but austere when it came to you. one might say he takes his role as your husband more seriously than his role as the chief of justice - and considering his accomplishments as the latter, it was an understatement to say that he excelled as your lover.

the day you got sick, rain fell throughout fontaine, persistent and seemingly neverending. it mattered not if it was just a common cold. you might as well be on your deathbed judging from the saddened gaze of your dearest’s sharp eyes and the way he was calling upon all doctors in fontaine to check up on you. even when you tried to lighten up his somber mood with your words, he merely grasped your hands tighter and brought them to his forehead, silently vowing to do all he could to make you healthy again.

“it is maddening that i do not have the power to heal humans, but rest assured that i will ensure that you can recover in the fastest and most efficient way possible, my love.”

the only time master diluc would be present in the kitchen is when 1) it’s a special day to you or the both of you, or 2) you’re cooking, or 3) you’re sick.

and currently, you’ve fallen ill from your recent adventure of dancing in the rain with your beloved. it was an addition into the romantic moments which the two of you would no doubt engrave in your hearts, yet while his pyro vision had subconsciously kept your lover’s body temperature from droppimg, it failed to do the same to you - hence why you were left with a bad case of flu and sore throat.

still, being sick while being diluc’s lover had its perks: for one, there were the maids who would take a good care of you, and they were always so considerate of your needs, especially when you were in this condition. but the best part would have to be your devoted red haired man doting after you like an overly attached falcon, personally taking it upon himself to nurse you back to full health. he was ever so patient with you, chuckling when you babble nonsensically, brain fogged and loose-lipped.

“yes, dear. i shall take it upon myself to ‘un-sick’ you. now, it’s time for your medicine. i’ll help you sit up... my love, don’t make that face… i promise to give you a forehead kiss if you finish the medicine.”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli x reader #al haitham x reader #wriothesley x reader #neuvillette x reader #diluc x reader #zhongli #wriothesley #al haitham #neuvillette #diluc #rin writes

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shourin · 2 years

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Just dropping by to check on Morax's down bad lover. How are you doing sweetie?

NSFW:

Although most of your intimate sessions with the Geo Archon were gentle and filled with nothing but raw love from the man, it seems he cannot help it if he desires to see you crying, whimpering beneath him as he penetrates your little cunt, his cum from the previous rounds slowly dripping down the bed sheets, a ring of white forming at the end of Morax's cock.

I imagine him having what the omegaverse describes as heat (I believe that's what it's called), and during that time period, his urge to breed you, to fuck you senseless until you cry, to fill you up so much that a small bulge is appears on your lower abdomen.

During those times, his arms turn black, lines of gold tracing around them like it were a type of jewelry. His grip on you is rougher than before, his eyes revealing golden irises fit for a dragon as he slips right inside you, ready to eat you up like a predator to its prey.

Hope you have a great day, Meirin <3

good morning! i'm doing great!! how are you emi? i hope you're having a good day so far and- *sees 'nsfw', 'intimate sessions', and 'geo archon'*ー

baRK BORK BARK WOOF WOOF ARF ARF GRRRR AWOOO WHIMPERS HHHHH HOLY SHIT YES PLEASE HE CAN BREED ME AS MUCH AS HE WANTS-

ahem. oh my. how unbecoming of me. sorry about that. smut to start the weekend, ay? you are a woman of culture *nods sagely*

omegaverse seems to ick a lot of people but i personally love it for how it reimagines and touches on the feral and baser urges in humans so the concept of heat hit me hard dlsnskdldjflsjf yes i approve i volunteer to be his obedient lil cumdump whenever he's in heat thank u <3

ohhh what if... what if he can smell your 'heat' too?

morax smelling your scent for the very first time and he knows he has to have you as his mate. you're so pretty and pliant for him, so sweet and caring and kind, so perfect to be his.

morax who tries so hard to be gentle to you in the beginning, pressing down his inner urges, tempering his draconic instinct to give you gentle touches instead so you won't feel overwhelmed or worse, fear him.

morax who smells your pheromones on your fertile days for the first time, and he just. s n a p s. when he sees you begging for him, pleading to be filled and bred and fucked into oblivion, telling him he doesn't have to hold back anymore, that you won't break because you were made for this, made for taking all of him and serving his needs.

and who is he to disobey his sweet mate?

he's so pretty like this, clothes utterly disheveled, hair a wild mess, geo lines pulsing erratically, amber eyes dilated as low growls and grunts escape his throat in his hurry to slip back into you, fangs nipping on your bruised skin yet again. you've lost count on how many times you cummed - or how many times he's cummed for that matter - and yet, he's still not showing any signs of stopping anytime soon.

you're sobbing and whimpering, eyes fluttering into a close as you lose grip on reality from the overstimulation, but your lover seems to have a different idea. a deep snarl followed by a hand tapping your cheek peels your heavy eyelids open, and you gaze at him with dazed eyes.

"focus on me."

it's not a question nor a statement - it's an order.

slender, calloused fingers stray down to your neck, fingertips digging slightly into skin, and you shudder - the small burst of excitement making you clench around him. the corner of morax's lips twitch, and the appendage squeezes, just slightly, with enough pressure to make you gasp and squirm but not to completely cut off your windpipe. the power trip makes him groan in approval, and although you're mewling pitifully in response, he knows that you're enjoying this just as much that he does, with the hearts in your eyes and the way your hips shift to enable him to reach even deeper.

"you were right," your lover purrs, eyes pouring with equal amounts of love and lust, molten gold shining with adoration at the lewd way of your body splayed beneath him so helplessly like this, "this body of yours - no, you, all of you were made for me, sweetheart."

you cry out from the brutal pace he sets right after the endearing nickname leaves his lips, holding on for dear life as he grinds against that sweet spot inside you relentlessly. rumbling baritone fills your auditory senses, rendering your mind to a halt as he speaks right beside your ear.

"and i intend to thoroughly enjoy your whole being until i'm satisfied. you can take it all, can't you, my dearest?"

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#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact smut #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli smut #rin writes #idk about you but i certainly can and will winkwink #mmmmm delicious thank you for the meal emi #rin simps for zhongli (again) nothing new nothing to see here #minors dni

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genshrineimpact · 2 years

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thinking about...

◆ diluc unconsciously humming your favorite song while working and blushing when you point it out.

◆ diluc wordlessly opening doors for you, pulling out chairs, having his hand on your back, always walking on the busier side of the street, covering table edges whenever you have to bend down because you dropped something.

◆ diluc having the softest expression whenever you tell him about your day as you're cuddling in bed together, his fingers tracing circles on your back as he cradles you close.

◆ zhongli running his slender fingers through your hair, murmuring a random experience of him as morax a long time in the past, trying to chase your insomnia away.

◆ zhongli giving you forehead kisses right before one of you leaves for work in the morning, and another one when he reunites with you in the evening.

◆ zhongli taking extra care when purchasing your favorite tea leaves, only buying from the most trustworthy vendors and always sweet-talking them to get the freshest shipments.

◆ xiao being too shy to initiate kisses and chooses to bump your forehead together instead when he wants to show his affection to you.

◆ xiao who unconsciously listens to the wind for your voice when he sits on wangshu inn's rooftop, smiling whenever he hears you laughing.

◆ xiao silently standing guard on your balcony after his night patrols - he doesn't want to get close because he doesn't want to taint you with his rampant karmic debt but he still wants to feel your presence one way or another.

◆ itto who might seem like he doesn't think before he acts, but is actually very self-aware of his strength whenever he has to touch you, always making sure he has full control over it so you won't get hurt.

◆ itto who will always lift you up onto his shoulders and tells you to grab onto his horns for stability whenever there are crowded festivals or performances, so you can have the best view over others.

◆ itto picking weeds wildflowers to give you before your dates - sometimes he's late because he gets lost following the trails of flowers, and other times he accidentally picks a poisoned plant that looks like a flower, but you still love him anyway.

◆ scaramouche who still retains his sharp tongue even as he's talking to you, but you'll notice that his voice is always softer, his posture relaxed, eyebrows uncreased, body fully facing you as he gives you his utmost attention.

◆ scaramouche unknowingly making a habit of silently squeezing your hand every now and then while you're walking together hand-in-hand, as if he's making sure you're still there with him.

◆ scaramouche watching you sleep and completely dropping his guard, leaning down to place gentle kisses on your forehead and lips, calloused hand caressing your cheek, making sure your blanket covers your whole body before settling in beside you with a content sigh.

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc #diluc ragnvindr #zhongli #xiao #itto #arataki itto #scaramouche #rin writes

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castlecult · 1 year

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hi, i have a matt request with him and how you think he'd deal with someone hitting on his gf? feel like this man can be so petty fr

an : hello anon n tysm for sending something in <3 hope you’ll like it ( not one of my best work imo so i’m sorry ugh ), have a good day / night !!

warnings : fem!reader, kinda jealous!matt that’s all hehe

i think that matt is on the jealous & protective kind but not in that toxic way, so imo he wouldn’t make a scene or something, definitely wouldn’t punch the guy in question.. BUT he would take every chance to kinda mark the territory

imagine something like going out to a bar or something similar and you decide to be kind, useful and go order for everyone ( it works even if it’s just the two of you ) and you find yourself waiting alone. matt’s senses focused on you ofc, making sure you’re okay, replying every now and then to whatever foggy and karen are talking about.

there he is. the usual guy trying to hit on a cute girl, apparently all by herself. “hey, beautiful.”

“hey,” matt’s attention is only on you now. he knows you can handle yourself, but being ready anyway won’t hurt. “you’re having fun, all alone?” matt grimaces. “yeah, i am. thank you,” you try your best to clarify that you’re not interested. “you sure?” he insists.

“oh, i’m sorry!” matt’s voice fills your ears and you turn, noticing he kicked the guy’s legs with his stick. you try not to laugh. “are you okay?” you ask, watching matt get closer to you, positioning himself between you and the stranger.

“oh, c’mon,” matt hears the guy whisper, annoyed, and he smirks. “yes, my love,” he says and put his arm around your hips, caressing you. his actions get his whole attention and he stays there for a moment, staring at you and matt.

“you were taking so long, we got worried,” matt lies, smiling against your cheek. “i’m sorry, matty,” you turn to kiss his nose. once you’re finally alone, a chuckle escapes matt’s lips. “you’re a terrible person,” you joke and thank the barman while he pushes the drinks you’ve ordered.

“i noticed he was still trying to get your attention, i know you and you weren’t going to be rude, so i came to the rescue,” he helps you take the drinks back to the table and you smile, thanking him. “enough,” you shush and sit down with matt.

or or or … sometimes, when it’s just the two of you, he would usually flirt until the other person gets a hint and leave you alone; fake being a stranger and hit on you, showing that he’s way better than the others – well, he is the devil of hell’s kitchen after all.

#rin writes #matt murdock x reader #matt murdock x y/n #matt murdock x you #matt murdock drabble #matt murdock blurb #matt murdock imagine #matt murdock one shot #matt murdock fanfic #daredevil #matt murdock #charlie cox #marvel

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