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Happy Birthday, Amber!

"Collei wrote to me? Oh, wow, perfect timing! I can't wait to see what she has to say this time!"
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Happy Birthday, Amber!

Hey, you wanna hang out with me? Sure!
It's my day off, so let's go ā I'll take you to see the most beautiful sky in Mondstadt!
Whoa, the clouds suddenly turned colorful! And there are so many ribbons, fireworks, and balloons...
Haha, your birthday gifts never fail to surprise. I love it!
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Happy Birthday, Yae Miko!

Oh my... Just as I'm about to enjoy some crispy Fried Tofu all to myself, in stroll you little rascals.
So, you managed to sniff this place out... Your senses are as sharp as ever, huh. Glad to see that you guys haven't been slacking on your training.
Sadly, there's just one portion ā and it's all mine. Why don't you pester the person who made me this bento?
I'm sure our darling Traveler will just melt seeing your hungry little faces and won't be able to resist whipping you up a whole banquet!
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Happy Birthday, Yae Miko!

"Wow... I didn't even know it was possible to write a story like this! Light novels are amazing, Lady Guuji!"
"Ohoho, don't underestimate the ingenuity of humans, young one. Though do bear in mind... You should be addressing me as 'Editor-in-Chief.'"
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Happy Birthday, Fischl!

"Huh? How dareā!? Accursed monarch of the otherworld! The vile nerve to trample over fate itself like this...!"
"Well, mein FrƤulein, would you like to read the next volume?"
"...Yes."
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Happy Birthday, Fischl!

"The threads of fate have been laid bare before the All-Seeing Eye of Ever-Night, and paeans to the hour of advent has been inscribed upon the heavens..."
"O Destined One, let thine compass guide thy path ā join your Prinzessin to partake in the celestial ambrosia spilled from the stars' own chalice..."
"What mein FrƤulein means to say is that she appreciates your punctuality. Dinner is about to start."
Thanks to å±±å¹č² for the fantastic artwork!
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hiya, i love ur content!! it brings me a lot of comfort :') this is my first time requesting anything so i apologize if it's a bit awkward!
could you please write aventurine, firefly and/or any other characters you want to add with a reader who's not used to intimacy or gentleness from being conditioned to suppress emotions and therefore always puts on a tough front and reader is also funny and makes jokes out of anything to hide how fragile they actually are? like character is playing with their hair, kissing beauty marks or scars, etc but reader just starts silently crying bc they're not used to it and it feels good?
thank you lots in advance and take your time!! (i once again apologize if it's hard to read or is awkward)
The Weight of a Smile
Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Firefly x Reader, Established Relationship, Vulnerability, Emotional Intimacy, Comfort, Gentle Touch, Trauma Healing, Affection, Slow Burn, Supportive Relationship.
Warnings: Mentions of trauma, Emotional breakdown, Tearjerker, Past abuse or cruelty, Survivor's guilt, Self-suppression of emotions, Vulnerability and emotional discomfort, Emotional manipulation.
A/N: First off, thank you so much for the kind words! That really made my day š¤ļæ½ļæ½ļæ½ Thereās no need to apologize at allāI'm really happy you're here and feel comfortable enough to ask something! And don't worry, it wasn't hard or anything!!
Tagslist: @themiddletenmasibling

You were sitting together in his private study, where the usual tension of strategic talk was replaced by an odd quietness between you both. Aventurine leaned back in his chair, a mischievous smile gracing his lips as he watched you attempt to mask your discomfort. You had always been good at keeping up your wallsāalways joking, always pretending you didnāt need anyone to care for you. But here, in the privacy of his space, something different was unfolding.
Aventurineās eyes twinkled with amusement, as he toyed with a strand of your hair. He moved it between his fingers with an air of nonchalance, but you could see the subtle attention behind his gaze. It wasnāt unusual for him to make gestures like theseāflirtatious, teasing, and unafraid of pushing your boundaries. It was how he played his game, after all.
"You know," he mused, still twirling your hair as though it were a prized card he was inspecting. "This color suits you. Almost like a perfect contrast to my adventurous nature."
You snorted, trying to push the strange wave of discomfort down. āYeah, well, youāre the one with the roulette-wheel back on your jacket,ā you quipped, always opting for humor to cover anything remotely vulnerable. "What is it this time? Risking your life on your fashion choices?"
Aventurine chuckled, clearly unbothered, but the moment he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss near the scar on your wristāone you had never really discussed with anyoneāsomething inside you shifted. You stiffened, trying to hold onto your usual banter, but it was different this time. He hadnāt just kissed a scar; he had kissed your pain, your history. The raw parts of you that you buried so deep.
His lips were warm against your skin, his usual easy smile slowly fading into something softer. āIāll never let anything like this mark you again,ā he whispered, just loud enough for you to hear, his voice oddly tender.
You felt the sudden rush of emotions you had buried for so long, the weight of his touch and words threatening to break through. You tried to hold it togetherātried to make a joke or deflectābut the laughter caught in your throat. Instead, tears welled up silently, and before you could stop them, they began to fall.
Aventurineās eyes locked onto you with surprise, but there was no judgment, no rush to make it stop. He gently cupped your face with one hand, his thumb brushing away a stray tear as he whispered, "Youāve always been so strong, havenāt you?"
It was the first time you felt seen in a way that was so unexpected, so gentle, that it made everything elseāthe walls, the jokes, the front you put upāseem irrelevant. His touch, as light as it was, anchored you in a way nothing had before. You wanted to pull away, to laugh it off, but you couldnāt.
āIām sorry,ā you muttered, embarrassed by the vulnerability. āI just⦠Itās a lot to feel. Iām not used to⦠this.ā
Aventurineās gaze softened further, and in that rare moment, he showed something you hadnāt often seen: sincerity. "You donāt need to apologize for that," he murmured, kissing the top of your head softly, the act far more intimate than you had expected. "You deserve the gentleness, even if you donāt know how to accept it just yet."
And as his arms enveloped you, you finally let yourself feel the warmth of his affection, the touch you hadnāt realized you needed so desperately.
Firefly sat next to you, the two of you resting after another grueling mission. The cool evening air wrapped around you both, and for the first time in a long while, you found solace in the quiet. She had always been a person of few words, but the silence between you felt comfortableānot the heavy silence of avoidance, but one that came with a quiet understanding.

Her hand moved gently to your hair, and you stiffened instinctively. You had never been good at intimacy. Growing up, emotions had been a weakness, and you had conditioned yourself to suppress them. Jokes and sarcasm were your armor, and vulnerability was a battlefield you had no intention of stepping into.
But there she was, her fingers delicately combing through your hair, the simple act of caring something that felt foreign to you. You didnāt know how to respond to such tenderness, and it made you uneasy.
āYour hair is like silver moonlight,ā she said softly, her voice laced with the gentle affection she rarely showed. You couldnāt help but chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. āRight. And youāre the moon itself. Always glowing, always distant.ā
Fireflyās smile was almost imperceptible, but it was thereājust for a momentābefore her fingers continued their exploration. But as they grazed your skin, near the small scar just behind your ear, you froze. Her touch was slow, deliberate, and strangely soothing. Something about it made your chest tighten, a feeling that you didnāt know how to process.
"Youāve fought so much, havenāt you?" Fireflyās voice was soft, almost a whisper now. She gently pressed a kiss against the scar. āBut not all battles have to be fought alone.ā
You immediately felt the familiar urge to make a joke, to crack something clever to push away the feeling of her affection. But her words and the warmth of her touchācombined with the quiet sincerity in her gazeāstopped you from speaking. Instead, a tear slipped down your cheek, unnoticed at first by Firefly.
When she saw it, her expression softened. Without a word, she pulled you closer, wrapping her arms around you in a protective embrace. You werenāt used to being held like this, to being shown tenderness that didnāt come with strings or expectations. Your walls, once so rigid, cracked just slightly in the warmth of her touch.
"I'm not used to this," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper, and for once, the humor in your words faded. "I donāt know how to⦠handle it."
Fireflyās grip tightened just enough, not in a possessive way, but as if assuring you that it was okay. "You donāt have to handle it alone anymore," she said quietly. "Not with me."
A silence settled between you two, but this time, it wasnāt uncomfortable. You allowed yourself to lean into her, feeling her warmth seep into your bones. And for the first time in a long while, you didnāt feel the need to pretend you had it all together.
The tears you had been holding back flowed freely now, but they didnāt feel like weakness. Not with Firefly there. With her, you felt like it was okay to finally stop pretending.

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Everyday, I go insane about how little content there is of Baizhu (and when there is it's just so fucked up š no shade to those who like it but how on earth is Baizhu tag on AO3 looking like just a list of trigger warnings in DMMD)
So I'm being the change I wanna see, his bday letter inspired me.
Baizhu's S/O helping him rest up
Reader here is gender neutral
Dating Baizhu had always been quite an interesting experience, but with time you quickly got used to his quirks. One of them being Changsheng telling on him when he's neglecting himself.
You were preparing a small surprise for his birthday, nothing too extravagant but still a sweet gesture for your beloved...
That is until you noticed the adepti slithering your way. Your attention went to her right away as she explained what's going on.
With Gui being out of commission and Qiqi caring for patients, Baizhu's fatigue- although his own doing- was something that worried you.
So while it wasn't like he was sick, due to his condition it sometimes feels like it's one and the same. Besides, if he'd listen to anyone that would be you... Sometimes.
And once he saw you with Changsheng around your arm he already knew what the snake was up to.
Despite your worried expression he only laughed and tried to reassure you that he was okay... Emphasis on tried because he looked like he was going to pass out any second.
You walked up to his desk and took his hands, placing away the brush he was writing with "You're impossible..." Was the only thing you said at the moment before he started with more excuses.
After all this season changing makes it so easy to get sick he was only trying to write up a list of remedies... Maybe make some sort of pamphlet or advertisement with his advice and some easy to make remedies and recipes...
Speaking of which he was just done thinking of one. He wrote down the special tea blend and yet he hasn't made it to check if his curse of bitter medicine touched also on tea as well.
As he kept on talking you decided to agree to taste test the tea, but only if he rested afterwards. That compromise he could agree to.
You went on to follow the written instructions and by the time you were done he actually fell asleep on his desk.
(If you're strong) Rolling your eyes, you pick up your lover gently. Trying to not jostle him awake and took him to his home which was pretty much a part of the pharmacy. His work really is his whole life...
Once he's settled in his bed you take off his glasses and look closely at his handsome face. Adoring every wrinkle and yet... Finding yourself worried upon looking at the dark circles under his eyes.
He probably forgot it was his birthday too, which wouldn't be the first time. You lay down next to him and tuck a strand of his hair behind his ear and just let him rest. It was still pretty early so you'd get to spoil him for his birthday later today anyways.
For now, you just enjoyed the silent moment. You wanted to be with him when he wakes up. As you thought about your plans however you tried to think of a way to make him follow you. Of course he's not THAT stubborn... But you never know what his priorities will be once he wakes up. Especially since today looked like "work priority" day for him.
(If you're not strong enough to lift him) You didn't like how he was positioned and yet you didn't know if you wanted to gamble waking him up and then trying to argue with him to sleep. Because despite his promise you had a feeling he'd think of a way to do as he pleased.
After a moment of hesitation you decided to trust your lover's word and woke him up. He apologized for his drowsiness and went ahead to ask you questions about his medicine.
You answered his questions quickly to change the subject to his promise. Which he remembered and his little nap made him aware of his lack of arguments.
He leaned onto you and together you walked to his home. Of course he didn't fall asleep the moment he laid down. The two of just talked for a while. Holding each other close until he drifted away.
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Happy Birthday, Yumemizuki Mizuki!

"Hmm~ What a nice morning. Now then, what should I do today? Oh, is that ukulele music in the wind? Have our friends from the People of the Springs come to visit Inazuma too?"
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Happy Birthday, Yumemizuki Mizuki!

Good afternoon! Going by the look on your face, I suppose you must have had a pleasant dream just now?
It seems the treatment has proven quite effective. Ah, perfect timing. The afternoon snacks are ready too.
This is a special dessert prepared with help from Ya-chan and Te-chan. You won't find a taste this enchanting in any other establishment.
Anyway, please make sure to eat it all up~
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thanks again for doing my request, i really appreciate it!! :)
-drunk šā⬠anon
Hey there, I figured I could update you about the remaining request: I don't forget about it! Earlier this year, I could begin to write for it, and I would say at least half is done š¤
Like I said back then upon receiving it, it's gonna take a while to do, due to its sensitive theme, and I consequently don't want it to be low-effort š
(there's also the fact I'm not an actual writer/author, so, if inspiration isn't there, then I unfortunately can't do much about it other than try again later...)
Although, one part of the late can be simply explained by doing your other requests first, before that one... So, thank you for your patience, and I hope to complete it soon enough. Until then, please take care š
PS: I still accept requests, so, if you have any, then feel free to send them šŗ
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Happy Birthday, Sangonomiya Kokomi!

"The scenery of Watatsumi Island is pure and beautiful. Taking a stroll like this on the island, away from all disputes, is such a pleasant experience."
"Of course, this is all based on the premise that the people of Watatsumi Island live far from conflict and in happiness."
"Ah, I'm starting to think about these things again... Just relax now, it's only a stroll, let me clear my mind."
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Happy Birthday, Sangonomiya Kokomi!

The strange and fantastical world depicted in this book is truly captivating.
That said, having a day off without being disturbed by the tedium of official duties ā leaves me free to browse through some supernatural novels while enjoying this view of the shimmering waves. It's quite a pleasant way of life indeed...
On that note, how has adventuring been treating you these days? Are your stories as plentiful and exciting as the ones in this book?
Since I've got today all to myself, why not regale me with some stories of your own? Look, even this little one's gotten all curious.
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"When we suppress our emotions, Our dreams are where they manifest themselves. My job is to help you digest those emotions."
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Character Teaser - "Yumemizuki Mizuki: Dining on a Dish of Dreams" | Genshin Impact

The yumekui-baku feeds on dreams.
As the fork descends, she pierces through the trapdoors you've passed, the thorns you've touched, and the tempests you've faced.
Layer by layer ā until she uncovers the softest "delicacy" and presents it before you.
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"Ruan Mei doesn't know love"
wrong. her name comes from her parents who both died. her love for desserts comes from her aunt that bought her desserts as a child, from the treats her mother would give her after a research expedition. her love for traditional theatre comes from her grandmother's love for it. her character was born and woven with love, her very essence is a woman so deeply loved by her family that everything about her is an embroidery of these aspects.
her apathy is a direct result of this love being ripped away from her, with the death of her parents and feeling she had failed them. she is traumatized and doesn't want to feel she has failed someone ever again. and so she doesn't allow herself to get attached. but she still shows love. she shows it in remembering Stephen's favorite treats, she shows it in hand embroidering a charm for asta because she mentioned how pretty it was, an argument could be made that she shows it in the SU with her occurrence.
this isn't even a deep character analysis, this is all just... explicitly written out in her backstory
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