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I hope every writer who sees this writes LOADS the next few months. Like freetime opens up, no writers block, the ability to focus, etc etc you're able to write loads & make lots of progress <3

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Please. I don’t want to hurt you.

Inspired by @wyvernne ’s vampluc

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This isnt a joke my favorite piece of writing advice that I’ve ever seen is someone that said if you were stuck with a fic and couldn’t figure out why or what was wrong, your problem is actually usually about ten sentences back. Maybe there was something wonky about the tone or the dialogue or you added something that didn’t fit but it’s usually ten sentences back. And every single time I get stuck in a fic I count back ten sentences and it’s always fucking there

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★ 【久.】 「 神子 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on instagram

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✨ picnic 🌸

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As the morning light streams in through the window, you're greeted by the melodic chirping of birds and the sweet scent of flowers carried in on a gentle breeze. Turning over in bed, you catch a glimpse of Diluc's peaceful face; his eyes closed in restful slumber. You watch him for a few moments, taking in the glimpse of his chest rising and falling with each breath. As you reach out to brush a lost strand of hair away from his eyelids, he yawns and opens his eyes, giving you a sleepy smile.

"Good morning." he whispers, his voice low and husky.

His arms wrap around you, pulling you closer as you breathe in the scent of his skin, you snuggle up closer to him, basking in the warmth and safety of his embrace.

Throughout the day, Diluc is your constant source of comfort. He makes you breakfast, insisting that you stay in bed while he takes care of everything. He sits next to you as you eat and shares with you the tales from his youth and the most recent advancements in the winemaking process. You pay close attention as you listen, always curious to learn more about his life.

As you wander through the gardens outside the winery, Diluc's hand holding yours tightly. He shows you the latest plantings, pointing out the flowers that he thinks you'll like. He makes sure you're comfortable, always offering help to steady you on uneven terrain or to shield you from the sun's rays.

In the evening, as the sun begins to set, Diluc leads you to a small table set up outside. He's prepared a tray with fresh juice and a few snacks, and as you sit down, he pours you each a glass. You clink your glasses together, savouring the cool, refreshing taste of the liquid.

As the sky turns pink and orange, you talk to him about your day, Diluc sharing his plans for the future. And as the stars begin to appear, he stands up and holds out his hand to you. "Come on," he says, a small smile on his lips. "let's dance."

You let him pull you up, feeling the warmth of his hand in yours. You sway together to the soft music playing in the background, your bodies pressed close as you move in time with the rhythm. You feel safe in Diluc's embrace, knowing that he'll always be there to catch you if you fall.

As the night wears on, you head back inside, feeling content and happy. You curl up on the couch together, watching a movie or reading a book. Diluc pulls a blanket over both of you, his arms wrapped around you as you bask in the glow of the fading light. He tells you how much he loves you, and how grateful he is to have you in his life. You feel tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, overwhelmed by the depth of his love.

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I want to fall asleep on Kaeya’s chest zzz....his hand rests gently on my back as we both give in to the warm embrace of restful slumber

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Diluc’s arms engulf your body in the blink of an eye, tight around your own arms like you’d struggle against him if he were to loosen his grip even the slightest bit. He nuzzles his face in the area just below and behind your ear, his entire body bent over just to indulge himself completely in you. His hands are balled into fists, nails digging into the skin of his palms in an attempt to control his own shaky breathing, so overwhelmed by your presence.

“I’ve missed you… I’ve missed you so much it hurts.”

Kaeya barely succeeds to contain himself as he wraps around you and pulls you into his chest, his hold so frail that you could easily break free without lifting a finger. His weakened arms are baring their full weight upon your shoulders, keeping you pressed against the drum of his slowed heartbeat. His nose and lips are lowered into your hair as he stares at the wall behind you. Fresh tears are pushing the limits of his waterlines, and he finally closes his one uncovered eye to force them out now that you’re unable to watch.

“I was starting to think that you’d left me.”

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Romantic Incidents - Inumaki Toge

word count: 8760 warnings: swearing, mentions of blood summary: Yuta’s not convinced that Toge and (y/n’s) relationship is platonic, but the others don’t seem to see it.  So he keeps an eye on the pair himself, because they’ll have to slip up at some point and show their true feelings, right? (or, the four times Yuta spied on his friends to prove they were in love with each other) ___

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every year Diluc get’s volunteered for the role of the Nutcracker, but is it really against his will when he’s so good at it? 🤭

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having emotions and then expressing them is like so embarrassing actually

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