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hallo awesome writer on internet. i wanted to ask what are your yes/no in request,and fandoms and characters u write for:p

hello dearest anon!

1 ) i'll probably do any request besides smut and any other taboo stuff ( i.e: incest, yandere etc. etc. )

2 ) reverse 1999 n genshin impact ( + hsr but very tentatively ) and

3 ) i'll write ... probably every character ( BESIDES THE CHILDREN ) but my favs are tennant ( my queen ) , medicine pocket , and idk pavia?

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hello my loyal fanbase ( my one follower ) please send in requests . i may or may not end up actually writing them x

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✱ champagne weather ! recipent : medicine pocket

this moment in time : welcome to the suitcase, where it's always raining. spend some time with your dearest mildly insane scientist, medicine pocket .

notes from lucille : it's been five months since the last medicine pocket fic . fun fact ( i think ) medicine pocket is 5'8 / 177 cm so enjoy how poorly written this was

tags : medicine pocket x reader , fluff , gn reader , reader is implied to work at laplace medical center blah blah , the first time i've written something in over a year , dogs? sorry if you're allergic , not proofread because rereading my writing makes me cringe , ooc medicine pocket mayber who knows , word count : 219

you can't hear anything except for your heartbeat and the pitter-patter of the rain hitting against glass, head against pillow with one arm snaked around your waist — medicine pocket's. their other is holding up the latest arcanist daily, thumb pressed against the thin pages.

this was the closet thing to peace you could get, considering that medicine pocket had been fussing for you to sleep at more reasonable times ( before three in the morning , and still a very hypocriticial request considering ... medicine pocket. ) and in their words, " passing out on your desk does not count, dumbass. "

not like they didn't do that on the regular.

" go to bed. " the words startle you out of your thoughts, unconsciously moving away from medicine pocket before their arm tightens around your waist, bringing you closer to them.

" it's not even that late ... " complaints start to rise out of your mouth, until you turn and see that the clock reads one in the morning. oops. " okay nevermind — i'll sleep . " you mutter out, still faced away from medicine pocket so you don't have to see the smirk on their face.

there's a moment of silence where they speak nothing and you can only hear the drizzle outside, and maybe the sound of medicine pocket flipping a page in their magazine. " great . good night, darling . "

you can still hear the smugness in their voice, maybe.