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ik im not really active on here anymore bc I’m not as into NCT as I was, but every now and then I come back to revisit my fave fics. And it cuts deeply every time I click on a link and see that the author either deleted it or deleted their blog :(

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i see that I’ve reblogged this before and I said the same thing then that I’m going to say now, but I rlly can’t listen to this song without remembering this fic. And each time, I come back and read it even though I’m not really into NCT anymore. And each time, it invokes an ephermal sadness in me that hurts so good. I just really, really, REALLY love this fic bc the angst is so good and the plot twist somehow hurts every time. You’re an amazing writer.

favorite crime

title favorite crime pairing na jaemin x gender neutral!reader summary you know he’s a bad person, especially for you, but you can’t help that you love him. even while six feet under. warnings murder, toxic relationship?, blood, weapons ( gun, knife ) word count 1,464 author’s note ok hopefully .. i am back for good </3 please give me feedback, it encourages me to continue writing !! “He’s bad news,” Renjun pulled you closer to him, irritation clear on his face as he tightened his grip on you. His voice was desperate, trying to get you to see the truth. “You don’t want to be around him, trust me.” “He’s not a bad person,” you lie straight through your teeth, a smile on your lips as you place a hand over his hand on your arm and softly patting it. “I know what I’m getting into, Renjun, I’m not stupid.” Your head tilted to the side before pulling your arm out of his grip and taking a step back, “I promise.” You weren’t lying on the last part, you truly knew what you were getting into. The you a few weeks before would never even think of doing such things that you did now, but the you now didn’t care— not as long as Jaemin was by your side. You didn’t care what other people said about Jaemin, you knew he loved you and you him. You would do anything for him to stay by your side.

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#I will never shut up about this fic #I log in like every month just to reblog it lmao #it’s a crime that it doesn’t have more notes #added to faves <3

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Hi how are you? So, there's this jaemin long fic that I read a couple time ago (2020-2021 I don't remember the exact date), he was a prince and fell in love with a female knight (reader) but the king find out and made him marry a princess. Please if you ever find out this let me know? I really want to read it again

hi, this ask got lost in my notifs but I haven’t come across anything like that :( I’ll keep a lookout for you though, I hope you find it soon <3

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I’m back again to reblog this work of art.

Ethereal - Jeong Jaehyun

Jaehyun was indeed way more than his good looks. Jaehyun was gentle, honest and sincere, you felt it all in the way he smiled, the way he talked and in the way he kissed you. He was the living definition of ethereal, and his beauty shone the most on the inside.

Characters: Jeong Jaehyun x reader

Category: fluff, au, life lessons

Word count: 16.7k

Warnings: drinking (but nothing too major), emotions, a lot of it.

Writer’s notes: it’s been a hooooooot minute and this is a lot of words. how have you all been? ;; skdjsjskd this was written in 2 weeks that consisted of a lot of urges to pull my hair out and constantly squeezing my brains for words and words and words. but nonetheless, I had so so much fun writing this, I enjoyed it thoroughly and I wish I had a Jaehyun in my life skdjlksjd hope you enjoy this you guys! <3 stay safe, keep healthy! lots and lots and lots of love to all of you as always x

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y’all know I had to log on just to read this again. Simply bc I found the playlist I titled after it and I can’t believe I forgot abt this masterpiece??

the dumbing down of love.

the six times you caught him staring at you, and the one time he caught you. ↳ alternatively: dumb and dumber fall in love.

pairing :: lee jeno x reader genre :: angst, fluff / best friend + college au word count :: 12,374 words warnings :: none playlist :: best friend (nct dream) ⋆ waking up slow (gabrielle aplin) ⋆ fool (nct 127) ⋆ feelings (lauv) ⋆ treacherous (taylor swift) ⋆ do you love me? (taeyeon) ⋆ 3:00 am (finding hope) ⋆ best part (daniel caesar ft. h.e.r.) ⋆ puzzle piece (nct dream) author’s note :: happy birthday, jeno love!!!! ♡ thank you @eggyukhei​ for being a life savior, reading this entire mess, and making the fic infinite times better!!! the whole fic is based on my own personal college shenanigans, minus falling in love with a cute boy

ONE.

Lee Jeno harbors an affinity for watermelon, and you know this because it was one of the three facts he gave you when you were forced to play ice breakers in your Abstract Data Types and Structures class at 8 a.m. on the first day of university freshman year. It’s the reason why you’re currently standing off to the side with a half filled grocery basket, waiting for your best friend to pick a goddamn melon already. He has five pulled out from the pile lined up in front of him, going from each one to the next carefully and turning them from side to side as he inspects them almost reverently.

“What are you doing?” you ask, finally looking up from your phone because Instagram says you’ve seen all the new posts from the past three days already and Mark is taking too long to play his turn on Words with Friends.

“When picking the perfect watermelon, you have to look at the bottom of it,” he informs you, cradling a sixth melon in his arms. “If it’s yellow, then it’s ripe. If it’s white, then it’s not. I’m looking for the one with the biggest yellow patch. And then, you have to check the navel, which is the spot where the stem used to be. It should be big, and the rind has to look fresh obviously.”

You wrinkle your nose, shoving your phone into your back pocket and walking over to him. Then, you proceed to slap every single one of those melons, much to the horror of some soccer mom by the display of apples, before motioning towards the fourth one in the lineup.

“That’s the one.”

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Hi, I Just wanted to tell you that I really like your stories. Would you mind if I translated them in italian? I Will give yout he credits. Let me know <3

hi there, as I stated at the bottom of all my masterlists, none of these stories are mine!! I just compiled a list of all my favourites for easy access when I wanted to reread them and to share my fave fics with others. I had no idea so many people would find them. You can ask the respective authors though, but I really have no authority to say yes to your request, I’m sorry. I’m glad you enjoyed my blog though ! <3

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oh no, I’ve read it multiple times hehe and no, thank YOU for sharing this work of art <3

hypersonic missiles ; na jaemin

pairing: na jaemin x fem! reader genre: dystopian, end of the world au, strangers to lovers, a hint of sci-fi, angst word count: 11k (11.209) warnings: swearing, the end of the world happening so obviously some deaths here and there a/n: the end of the world situation is inspired by the book armada by ernest cline! also this feels a little rushed, to be honest, but at the same time i actually kind of like it ?? idk ​

synopsis:  the end of the world is near, and all of you know it. you meet jaemin in the worst circumstances– a few hours before both of your lives are going to end. in a moment where nothing seems to matter anymore, jaemin gives you everything he has.

blue monday series || playlist

27TH JUNE, 6:12PM. 11 HOURS AND 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE END.

Your sneakers squeak on the hot pavement and your forehead is slowly getting glossy with the sweat that’s starting to appear in small droplets all over your heated face. You don’t have much time now, you realise, so you need to hurry. It’s an easy task, really– you just have to get in, which shouldn’t be as hard in times like these, get back what’s yours and run back home to prepare for the end.

You never thought that the world would end like this. Scratch that, no. You never thought the world would end at all. Something about this statement still feels like a sick joke, like a scene from those stupid sci-fi movies your friend’s brother used to watch when you came over for a sleepover. It’s hard to believe you’re going to die just because some scientists didn’t have more functioning brain cells to know that they shouldn’t mess with forces they know are much stronger than humans are. And smarter, so it seems.

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I haven’t been into nct as much lately, but I really had to come reread this work of art. It has to be one of the best fics I’ve ever read. Everything about it is just so.. idk how to describe it. It’s definitely worth the read, if you haven’t yet !

Ethereal - Jeong Jaehyun

Jaehyun was indeed way more than his good looks. Jaehyun was gentle, honest and sincere, you felt it all in the way he smiled, the way he talked and in the way he kissed you. He was the living definition of ethereal, and his beauty shone the most on the inside.

Characters: Jeong Jaehyun x reader

Category: fluff, au, life lessons

Word count: 16.7k

Warnings: drinking (but nothing too major), emotions, a lot of it.

Writer’s notes: it’s been a hooooooot minute and this is a lot of words. how have you all been? ;; skdjsjskd this was written in 2 weeks that consisted of a lot of urges to pull my hair out and constantly squeezing my brains for words and words and words. but nonetheless, I had so so much fun writing this, I enjoyed it thoroughly and I wish I had a Jaehyun in my life skdjlksjd hope you enjoy this you guys! <3 stay safe, keep healthy! lots and lots and lots of love to all of you as always x

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I haven’t read any nct fics in sooo long but I randomly remembered this one and had to reread it <3 I think it’ll always be one of my absolute faves ehe

hypersonic missiles ; na jaemin

pairing: na jaemin x fem! reader genre: dystopian, end of the world au, strangers to lovers, a hint of sci-fi, angst word count: 11k (11.209) warnings: swearing, the end of the world happening so obviously some deaths here and there a/n: the end of the world situation is inspired by the book armada by ernest cline! also this feels a little rushed, to be honest, but at the same time i actually kind of like it ?? idk ​

synopsis:  the end of the world is near, and all of you know it. you meet jaemin in the worst circumstances– a few hours before both of your lives are going to end. in a moment where nothing seems to matter anymore, jaemin gives you everything he has.

blue monday series || playlist

27TH JUNE, 6:12PM. 11 HOURS AND 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE END.

Your sneakers squeak on the hot pavement and your forehead is slowly getting glossy with the sweat that’s starting to appear in small droplets all over your heated face. You don’t have much time now, you realise, so you need to hurry. It’s an easy task, really– you just have to get in, which shouldn’t be as hard in times like these, get back what’s yours and run back home to prepare for the end.

You never thought that the world would end like this. Scratch that, no. You never thought the world would end at all. Something about this statement still feels like a sick joke, like a scene from those stupid sci-fi movies your friend’s brother used to watch when you came over for a sleepover. It’s hard to believe you’re going to die just because some scientists didn’t have more functioning brain cells to know that they shouldn’t mess with forces they know are much stronger than humans are. And smarter, so it seems.

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the person reblogging this from you is rooting for you to have a happy, healthy, and successfull 2022

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Omg hi bubs! can I request a prompt "Are you guys dating or just talking" with Kaeya, Zhongli, Childe and Thoma? ~3~ thank you!

(I was so whipped when I found out you have a genshin blog T~T)

 “are you two dating or just talking”

feat. Kaeya, Zhongli, Childe, Thoma

♡ warning: mentions of alcohol

♡ a/n: i was gonna make y/n the jealous one but i’ve made a jealous reader prompt before so uhhh i’m gonna make the boys the target of it hehe

KAEYA

Even though he was at the tavern, enjoying his time with you and some of his friends, Kaeya remained sharp as ever. And one of the things the calvary captain didn’t miss was the way some guy across the tavern was eyeing you.

Although could he blame them? You were clearly stunning, so Kaeya wasn’t that surprised you managed to steal glances. As such, Kaeya tried to ignore the man and go back to hear Eula bicker with Rosaria about ‘vengeance’.

But as the man stood up and started walking over to the table, Kaeya snaked his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

When the man approached the head of the table, he knocked on the wood, gaining everyone’s attention. You felt slightly uneasy when you saw that this man’s gaze was fixated on only you.

“Are you two actually dating or just talkingl” the man asks.

You grimace are his words, scooting closer to your boyfriend.

“We are dating so please leave us-” Kaeya’s words are quickly interrupted.

“Well I could treat you far better than he ever can” the man’s words slur, his confidence skyrocketing in part due to the amount of alcohol consumed.

Kaeya takes a deep breath, calming himself down. The last thing he wants is to cause an outburst in public. He stands from the table so he can be eye to eye with the man.

“Oh this should be good” Rosaria murmurs, taking in the scene before her.

“I gave you a chance to back down before, and normally that would be it. But I’m feeling awfully generous tonight. I’ll give you one more opportunity to leave us all alone. You wouldn’t want to get into trouble for harassing a citizen of Mondstadt in front of one of the captains of the Knights of Favonius, would you?” Kaeya leers at the man.

“Make that two captains!!” Eula adds. She’s quite in a drunken stupor but she’s as serious as ever.

The man starts sputtering apologies before stumbling his way out of the tavern to avoid trouble. As soon as he exits the doors, Kaeya sits back down next to you, wrapping his arm around you once again.

He personally couldn’t care less what a stranger says about him. But because you were put an uncomfortable position, Kaeya knew he had to speak up. He would go to great lengths to make sure you were alright.

And he would continue to do so, he swears on it.

ZHONGLI

Your boyfriend loved to talk. You knew this from the moment you met him. And you absolutely adored how knowledgeable he was on a vast array of topics and how he talked endlessly about them.

Zhongli sat across from you at the tea house, passing time by telling you the history of some event that occurred long ago. To anyone passing by- it was as if he was a history professor enraptured in a lecture. No one would have guessed it was him recounting his past experiences.

From the corner of your eye, you saw a man from the next table over staring at your table. But you ignored him- he was probably just looking in this general direction. It wasn’t until the man walked over to your table, pulling a chair to sit right next to you.

“So you two are just talking right? There’s no way you could actually be dating this walking encyclopedia” the man asks, ignoring Zhongli’s presence entirely.

“This guy you��re with? So boring. I’m surprised you didn’t leave after the first minute of hearing him talk. How about you and I go on a date, what do you say?” the man slides his hand over yours. In a panic, you splash your cup of tea onto him, pulling your hand away quickly.

The man springs to his feet, helping in pain.

“Why you little-” he raises his hand to hit you, and you squeeze your eyes shut, waiting for the impact that never comes.

When you open your eyes again, you see Zhongli, also standing. His hands were gripped around the wrist of the strange man. Zhongli’s eyes no longer had the same soft look you were so used to. No, anyone could tell that his gaze was angry- one that could frighten anyone at a glance.

“Let go of my wrist or I’m going to call the owner!” the man shouts in Zhongli’s face, spewing colorful insults towards you and your boyfriend.

“You may think that you’re the victim here- but allow me to assure you that when the owner comes to assess the situation, it’s our words against yours. And I don’t know about you, but this walking encyclopedia is more reputable than you will ever be.” Zhongli warns, squeezing the wrist just a bit tighter. The man’s wrist is finally released, and you watch as he quickly scampers away, not bothering to apologize to either of you.

Zhongli takes the seat next to you, and he immediately begins fussing around to make sure you’re okay and not hurt in any way.

“Please, I’m fine- I really am. Now would you please stop worrying about me and just finish your story?” you tell him, resting your hand on top of his. Zhongli smiles, he knows how earnest your words are- and it makes his heart flutter.

Perhaps next time he could go on a long ramble on how much he adores you.

CHILDE

It wasn’t often that you and Childe had a chance to go out and have a proper date. With how busy he was with the Fatui at the moment, as well as your own personal affairs, you two relished whenever you were able to spend a full day together without any interruption from your work lives.

Never did you ever expect your date to be bothered by some extraneous variable- in this case, some strange man. As you and Childe walked around Inazuma for a little day trip, you kept noticing this man out of the corner of your eye. But you shook it off, thinking that your mind was playing tricks on you.

Unfortunately for you, your occasional glances were perceived to be an invitation for him to approach you. He did notice your boyfriend by your side, but that meant absolutely nothing to the stranger. You instantly stiffen, the gaze the man had on you made you uncomfortable and instinctually you reach out to hold Childe’s hand for comfort.

“So are you two dating or just talking?” the guy asks you, paying no attention to Childe whatsoever.

“Yeah, we are actually. Anyways nice chat, we gotta go now-” you answer back, turning away from him. But as you do so, the man’s arm lunges out, grabbing your shoulder in an attempt to talk to you more.

Childe immediately reacts to seeing this man touch you. It happens all too fast for you to process. Your boyfriend grabs the man’s hand, shoving it back to the man before kicking him straight in the chest, knocking him to the ground. Bystanders hear the commotion, and their heads turn in curiosity as they walk past you three. 

You watch in shock as Childe stands over the guy, arms cross to intimidate him further.

“Alright buddy, get up. We’re gonna fight.” Childe says, not even giving the guy space to get up.

“I- wait what” the guys stutters, scooting a bit back so he could get back on his feet.

“It’s only fair. You put your hands on my s/o so let me return the favor by putting my hands on you!” Childe shrugs, pushing back the sleeves of his jacket.

And before Childe could absolutely curb stomp the stranger, you grab onto his arm, tugging him away. You didn’t mind what your boyfriend did- he’s certainly done worse. But today you didn’t want any time to be wasted, and Chile knew this too.

“Hey now, I don’t interrupt you when you’re having fun with your hobbies” Childe jokingly whines, shooting the man one last glare before taking off with you. Perhaps another time he’d beat that man up- but not today.

THOMA

Thoma just wanted to have a nice date with you around town. Sure, the date was mostly him running errands, but it was wonderful to spend time with you regardless. But luck would not be in Thoma’s favor today as a few strangers had begun tagging along with the two of you with the sole intent of flirting with you.

You tried to keep your distance and remain friendly, but when the men refused to get the hint you frantically grabbed onto Thoma’s arm. This action took the men by slight surprise- but not enough to end their chase.

“Wait you’re not actually dating the Kamisato housekeeper right?” one guy said, inciting laughter amongst his friends.

“I heard he’s actually from Mondstadt. Says a lot about him, huh?” one of his friends points out.

You blink at the group, completely confused. Since when did someone’s birthplace dictate the type of person they were? But before you could even question them, one of the men reaches out to grab your arm.

“C’mon, wouldn’t you want to hang out with guys like us over this sorry excuse of a man” he says, flashing you a smile that sent chills down your spine.

Thoma shields you from the man by wrapping his arms around you. You look up in shock, only to see his eyes glaring straight at the group of men.

“I know you all see me as some housekeeper, and that’s fair. It’s my job. Doesn’t seem like anything too threatening. But I swear to all of the gods in Teyvat that if you bother Y/n one more time I will make sure that the Kamisato clan covers up for whatever the hell I do to you guys.” Thoma says, his usual jovial voice gone.

And before the men could even stammer out an apology, Thoma drags you away from the group. As soon as the two of you are out of sight, he lets out a big sigh.

“Ah I hated that” he shakes his head in disbelief before burying his face into the crook of your neck. He’s no stranger to confrontation of course, but not on such a drastic level.

“It was still quite entertaining to see you threaten them like that!” you chuckle as Thoma lifts his head from your shoulder.

“I honestly don’t know how much weight my words hold. I’d like to think that the Kamisato siblings have my back....” Thoma muses, his hand finding yours as the two of you continue your date.

You’re not sure if you’d want Thoma to test his theory out- but for now it’s best not to think about that.

#yes i am an nct blog #but pls #i’m obsessed with this blog #which is why i havent reblogged any nct fics in a while ehe sorry

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Yuta - NCT ; Simple

Long Hair

Requested | -Mei

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[ genshin impact manga icons: xiangling, mona, bárbara, childe and zhongli! ]

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[ genshin impact comic anthology icons: albedo; aether; barbara; ganyu and diluc! ]

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[ genshin impact comic anthology icons: albedo, mona, xinyan, baizhu, lumine and aether! ]

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Should I go to bed early today I shit you not I've slept for less than 16 hours in total this week and my head is killing me from dehydration sleep deprivation and starvation from doing all those pyp and tests

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a thousand words

pairings (separately!) - diluc ragnvindr, kaeya alberich, albedo, childe, zhongli, xiao, kaedehara kazuha, scaramouche, dainsleif x gender neutral reader

word count - 2322

genre - hurt/comfort

format - drabbles

warnings - crying, focal point on being touch starved, use of xiao's real name because i love him, cursing in scara's because there will ALWAYS be cursing in scara's

summary - a touch starved reader crumbles upon being given love and affection for the first time by their beloved <3

a/n - hop aboard the self indulgent train!!!/hj but this idea has been on my mind for a while now so i'm eager to write it! :D also this is borderline rambling i apologize if it's not your thing :')))

our actions hold within them partial universes created of stardust and glitter, and a thousand words rooted in the slight slip of one's hand across another's cheek, or perhaps a longing, loving gaze that manages to enrapture another and speak volumes in silence. a simple hug would speak even more than thick, yellowed books and detailed encyclopedias that stretch on for volume upon volume.

you began to realize this when the way in which he caressed your cheek with such love had you melting under his breathy gaze and falling limp in his arms. his body alone seemed to preach with an airy cadence without a single word escaping past his lips.

for so long you'd bared the biting nip of frosting cold and let a sheen of ice coat itself along your skin. yet his touch seemed to melt what remained of blooming winter both in your heart and soul and left behind a shivering something, curled up in a ball and smaller than a marble: the desire for affection, to be loved, and to be wanted.

even now as his arms fit snug around your body for the first time, you let your mind wander to your times of icy frost and barren loneliness where only the softness of your pillow could provide some sort of solace for the gaping hole in your heart where loving hugs and kisses to your cheek were supposed to fit perfectly.

"is this okay?"

you wanted to laugh bitterly at how courteous he was,

"such a gentleman, of course it is." you teased despite the watery waver to the tail end of your voice.

when his arms drew tighter around your body and you felt his lips come to once again melt away at the snow around your temple, your mind drew back to those sleepless nights where all you longed for was one single hug, and suddenly all the snow had been thawed by his touch and left behind a calm, gentle stream of rivulets that trickled down your cheeks from the reservoirs hidden behind your eyes.

oh, how loved you felt in his arms.

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diluc.

upon hearing the first of your sniffles, diluc's body went rigid as rock as he hurried to pull you away from his shoulder and inspect your face. what he hadn't expected was for you to dive right back in, your arms slung around his torso as if holding too slack would mean he'd fade away into nothing and you'd be left to bear the stinging void of loneliness once again.

"please don't let me go, not yet." sputtered between little hiccups and wheezes, you prayed that he managed to hear the words you spoke directly into his heart.

and hear them he did, in fact he did more than hear them: he understood them. his strong, broad arms moved upwards to hold your body tight against his, taking great care to treat you as if you'd break under his touch. the gentle swipe of hair from your damp forehead and brush of his fingers against your tear-soaked cheeks had your knees buckling under the newfound touch.

to admit his own starve of touch out loud would embarrass him to no end, but he'd never deny the way your warmth made his heart flutter. and he hoped that he could mend the holes in your heart and indulge in each other's arms and this foreign feeling of touch, together.

"it's okay," diluc spoke into the roots of your hair, eyes shutting in pure bliss, "i'm here now, you're not alone anymore."

and you believed him, with all your heart.

kaeya.

"angel? what's going on? are those tears i see?"

despite the teasing lilt to his voice, the worry lined around his lilac pupils could never betray his mind. his hands held your sniffling face as if you were crafted by the gods themselves, each swipe of his thumb careful and gentle and each peck to your nose, eyelid, cheeks, forehead, and lips held within them words that never needed to be said.

"kaeya?"

"yes, darling?"

"could i have another hug?" if your words weren't enough to depict how much you loved him, your eyes screamed in volumes loud enough for the gods themselves to hear them.

kaeya wanted to give you one of his charming chuckles and offer up a cheesy, teasing response like, "aww, it seems not even you can evade my wicked, boyish charm."

but he knew better, and he knew that he understood you more than he let on. so instead of speaking, his arms wrote poetry wrapped tight around your waist, and his lips uttered lyrics to love ballads in the form of pressing kiss after kiss to your hair.

what remained on his skin was the thawed droplets of ice that once covered his body, all thanks to your warmth were they melted and gone. he prayed you'd never let go of him, because he knew he'd never let you slip from his arms.

albedo.

confused, albedo gently pries your face away from his shoulder and takes the first step in brushing away the drops of sorrow that flowed freely from your eyes.

"did something happen, my flower? was i perhaps too rough with my hug?" ever the diligent scientist, albedo's eyes scan yours for any sign of discomfort. yet what he finds staring back at him is the void in your irises beginning to fill up with his reflection, and his theory soon becomes fact when you say nothing more and head straight back into his arms, squeezing tighter and tighter with all of your strength.

you'd come crashing into his life with all of the gentleness of a bull in a ceramics shop, and yet you felt so soft, so fragile in his arms.

"just one more hug, i promise." despite the obvious strain to your voice and the tears that dampened his shirt, albedo conceded and decided to play into your fantasy, where he gives you just one more hug.

albedo himself knows not much of affection, but what he has been able to conclude from his studies is that he loves sharing it with you. and he doesn't need a notebook to detail such findings when he has the ability to hold you tight in his arms and let the beat of his heart detail his findings to your listening ears.

childe.

"hey, what's wrong? did someone hurt you? did you have a bad day?"

despite the literal chain bomb that was childe's constant stream of questions, his tightened grip only served to make your tears fall faster from your eyes as you realized just how loved you felt in his embrace.

without even needing to open your mouth, he seemed to realize right away when your fist gathered clumps of his shirt into your fingers and gripped with white knuckles.

"oh sunshine," he cooed, moving his thumb to brush just underneath the red rim of your eye, "c'mere. i'll give you lots of cuddles."

and give you lots of cuddles he did. you would never slip from his arms, not with how secure and firm they rested around your body, locked in tight and confirmed with the gentle squeeze to your torso every now and then to remind you of how real he was.

despite the fact that his shirt would be wrinkled with how hard you gripped onto the fabric, or the noticeable wet patch you'd leave on his shoulder from your tears, childe relished in the feeling of your puzzle piece bodies fitting together as one. as much as you craved him, he was addicted to you.

zhongli.

to many who have uttered his name in prayer, they asked for good fortune, another chance, or something along the lines that would only be grantable by a god.

but you uttered no words, not a single peep. instead you spoke his name through the way in which your eyes silently pleaded with him to hold you tight against his chest and he felt your prayers of love deep within the caverns of his heart.

"i'm here, my lily. you never have to ask me to hold you. if you so desire it, it shall be yours."

his words seemed to spur your sobs onwards, but he knew they were from a place that you had long sealed away, a place that had been released with only a single one of his hugs.

zhongli was a man of many words but he was content to let the way in which he held you tight against his throbbing heart speak the words he could never find.

xiao.

your cries are like stabs through the heart for xiao. poor, poor alatus who tries so hard not to mess up the one good thing that's come to him in a long, long time.

he slides away from your embrace in fear that he may have hurt you, which, much to his surprise, only makes your stuttered breaths and rolling tears increase.

"don't go..." you mumbled as you raced against his mind to clutch his torso with all you were.

he doesn't understand, to comprehend such intricacies of the human condition were far beyond his reach and yet he allows you to indulge in feeling the pound of his heart hammer away from under the thin skin of his chest and the feel of his fingers tracing patterns on the underside of your back.

his fears of your pain or sorrow are washed away when he brings you closer to his body and dives into the crook of your neck.

and as your fingers come up to card through his thick locks, he finds himself ever so close to joining you in melting the frigid snow that lay around his heart in exchange for calm, gentle rivers.

kazuha.

the minute tears fall from your eyes, kazuha sweeps in to kiss them away as if sensing your sorrow before you even know it.

"your tears wound me ever so deep, my love. what happened?"

but you can't give a straight answer, not with how the overwhelming warmth that encircles your body overpowers you brain and leaves you a bumbling mess in his arms.

you only answer with the glassy, longing look you give him and the burrowing of your body closer into his arms. any more and you'd merge with him.

his touch is gentler than the drop of a crimson leaf in early fall, and quieter than the gentle shake of wildflowers in spring. he feels like life itself, and as you inhale more of him through your nose you feel yourself unbinding the cords and vines wrapped around your heart.

once his hand came to stroke the top of your head, all while his soothing voice gently shushed your tears and muffled sobs, all you could do was melt and indulge in the finest that kazuha had to offer.

and kazuha knows that he'd do anything to fill the void within you where he fits perfectly.

scaramouche.

"why are you crying? who hurt you?! i'm going to fucking kill them-"

"n-no! scara no!"

the crack in your voice in enough to settle him down and allows you to return to placing your head in the crook of his shoulder. "just for a little bit...let's stay like this, please." you plead into his skin.

scaramouche can't help but indulge you, even if the sight of your tears or the way your shoulders rise up and down sharply sends shooting pains to that odd thing in his chest.

"if nothing's wrong then stop crying, it's annoying." despite his harsh words, his large palm comes up to hold the back of your head against his body, while the other arm pressed your body flush against his.

the way in which he held you completed contradicted his words, and his lingering touch was one you knew you'd think about for the rest of your life so long as you lived.

scaramouche himself felt the similar gaping hole in his chest begin to close, and the foreign feeling for once felt pleasant instead of painful.

"so...you like this kinda stuff?"

with a vigorous nod of your head and tighten grip around his torso, 'noted', scaramouche thought and allowed himself a single, small fraction of a smile that of which he buried into your temple in hopes that you'd see him with your eyes closed.

dainsleif.

you're so tender and soft, dainsleif almost feels as if he's holding a timid daisy rather than his beloved partner.

though he claims to be devoid of so many human traits, you feel his warmth and hear the thunder of his heartbeat against your ear. in this moment you realize: there is someone who loves you, and someone who treasures you enough to allow you close to their heart.

his first hug in so long brings him to near tears, and the spur of rivers that trickled down your face worried him to no end as he makes haste to slip away.

"are you alright? have i hurt you? we don't have to do that again if you don't want-"

you loved him, you loved all of him, even the nervous worrywart side of him that he rarely ever revealed to anyone. but in this moment, all you craved was dainsleif and you made it known of your intentions when you cut his rambling questions off by flinging yourself against his body, holding so tight as if he'd slip through your hands like silky water or thin, granules of sand.

"it feels so nice. you feel so nice." and though normally such bold words would have you flustered and looking away and his cheeks flared up in the color of pyro, dainsleif allows himself this one indulgence and wraps his arms tight around your body as you dry your tears into the fabric of his shirt.

and he'd be sure to never let go until he takes his last breath.

date published: august 18th, 2021

#this isn’t nct #but it made me cry so i’m reblogging it #i can’t believe i’m so touch starved this is rlly sad