#A Reprieve

[or13m]

A Reprieve, an Undertale story chapter 017

Your new flower shop was a home away from home.

A warm haven tucked safely away from the bustling city outside, music playing from an old jukebox Red managed to get working again. The soothing scent of roses, lavender, and lilies wrapped comfortably around you as you worked. Flowers and plants of all shapes, sizes, and colors filled the shelves, their vibrant blooms a striking contrast against the glow of fairy lights strung around the assortment of pots and vases.

You stood behind the counter, wiping soil from your fingers onto your apron. A fond smile played about your lips as you watched Ash and Red get into yet another animated debate about floral arrangements.

“i’m tellin’ ya, ash,” Red grumbled, eyeing the gardener’s meticulous bow-tying methods, “bouquets don’t gotta have fancy ribbons all the damn time.”

Ash merely shook his head, grin wide with his own amusement. He adjusted the delicate silk ribbon on his flowers, admiring the blue sheen. “it’s called having taste… something you wouldn’t understand.”

You smothered the snort of laughter the best you could. Their antics always caught you off guard no matter how many times you witnessed them. Red zeroed in on your silent amusement, crimson eyelights narrowing with playful menace.

“you can’t seriously be sidin’ with this snob, sweetheart,” he drawled, golden tooth glinting in the late afternoon light. He nudged your shoulder. The scent of smoke and cinnamon curled around you like a welcome breeze. “back me up here, will ya?”

You pretended to consider for a moment before signing, eyes dancing with mischief, “Actually, I like the ribbon. It’s cute.”

The sharp-toothed skeleton groaned at your answer. He pressed a skeletal palm to his chest like you’d wounded him. “betrayal! you’ve cut me deep.”

From his perch at the register–comfy chair and all–Sans cracked open one lazy socket. “maybe ya both should stop ribbin’ each other an’ get back to work,” he poked, amusement coloring his exhausted tone.

“your jokes are killin’ me, vanilla.” Red turned to glare at the “light” version of himself.

Sans just shrugged, not a care in the world. “c’mon, don’t be so sternum. it’s unbecoming.”

His edgy counterpart’s eyelights promised murder, but your silent laughter stopped him. A warmth spread through your chest at the silly banter. You could see Red’s irritation already softening into something more playful and impish. His grin sharpened and he moved, without warning, to trap you against the counter. You knew that you could push him away if you’d wanted to. He never forced anything, staying a gentleman through every date you’ve had these past several months.

His gaze dropped pointedly to your lips and you felt your soul jump in response, excited.

“ya got somethin’ right there, sweetheart,” he teased, voice low and intimate. “let me–”

A sudden flash of blue magic announced Sans’s arrival from the other side of the counter. He gently grasped your chin, leaving you time to pull back if you wanted before pressing a quick kiss to your lips. Heat rushed to your cheeks before you could blink. You felt just as stunned as Red looked.

Sans smirked lazily at the other skeleton, a self-satisfied gleam in his sockets. “heh. snooze ya lose, pal.”

“you sneaky bastard!” Red sputtered, though there was a flicker of amusement behind the bravado.

“gotta keep ya on your toes.” Sans shrugged again, eyelights twinkling.

Ash chuckled, entertained by the interaction while Red continued to spout off false outrage. You joined the kind-hearted skeleton, cheeks still warm from the unexpected affection.

A gentle chime from above the door interrupted them. All eyes turned to see Blue and Nox enter the shop, holding flowers and looking effortlessly composed. Blue crossed the room with confident but hurried strides, grin large and warm as he presented you with a vibrant red rose.

“DARLING!” he greeted cheerfully, brushing a kiss across your knuckles like a knight from a fairy tale. “I do hope you haven’t forgotten about our date tonight?”

The blush in your cheeks reignited at the echo of his touch on your skin. Before you could reply, Nox stepped neatly beside Blue, handing you an elegant but striking black rose. His eyelights softened at you before he spoke. “NEITHER OF US WOULD FORGIVE YOU FOR STANDING US UP, DEAREST.”

Your soul fluttered in your chest, warmed by the promise of your three’s date tonight. Accepting the roses, you signed with a shy smile, “I wouldn’t miss it.”

“GOOD,” Nox responded with a satisfied grin.

The tender moment shattered when the door opened once more. A group of noisy skeletons and one singular human among them entered the flower shop.

S/N and the Papyruses–Stretch, Rus, Papyrus, Edge, and Poplar. They chatted, crowding just inside the entryway until Stretch raised his voice.

“so, when’re ya all gettin’ married? Or–better yet–when are we expectin’ little bones?”

You choked at the words and the deadpan way he had delivered them, fingers freezing mid-sign. Heat rushed to your head and trickled down your neck as embarrassment held you in thrall.

“REALLY, STRETCH? NOW?” Edge hissed, sharp and irritated. He shook his head, sockets narrowed at the poor timing.

“STRETCH!” Papyrus sputtered, scandalized. “THIS IS HARDLY THE APPROPRIATE TIME–”

Nox interrupted smoothly, voice dry but edged with sarcasm. “CONSIDERING THAT WOULD REQUIRE A VERY SPECIFIC ACT FIRST, PERHAPS THE QUESTION IS SOMEWHAT PREMATURE…”

Involuntarily, your gaze flicked nervously toward Ash. Your eyes briefly locked in a panicked instant before hastily looking away. He was doing no better than you in the blushing department. You resembled a strawberry while he looked like a blueberry.

Unfortunately for you both, that fraction of a second hadn’t gone unnoticed.

Red’s sockets widened before his grin turned positively wicked. “holy shit–you two already–?”

You ducked your head, embarrassment radiating from every inch of you while Ash suddenly found something incredibly interesting on the ceiling.

“OH MY STARS!” Blue gasped. His own grin widened in delight while a teasing sparkle entered his gaze. “HOW DELIGHTFULLY SCANDALOUS!”

Nox merely shook his skull, though his sockets danced with a quiet amusement. “WELL NOW, THAT’S CERTAINLY NEW INFORMATION.”

S/N burst into laughter. “Wow, sib,” they teased, a mischievous smile playing about their lips, “didn’t know you had it in you.”

Face burning hotter, you signed rapidly while trying to hide behind Ash’s broad frame. “Please stop!”

“what’s wrong, sweetheart? cat got your hands?” Red leaned in closer, teeth wide in his characteristic smirk.

You shot him a half-hearted glare, even as Ash chuckled at how you’d both been caught. He pulled you in closer to his side, thumb rubbing your shoulder in an effort to soothe you.

With a resigned sigh, you accepted defeat.

“c’mon, sweetheart,” Red continued to poke and prod. His voice was teasing but loving. “admit it–you love us.”

“Maybe just a little,” you signed with a huff, unable to keep your sass from seeping through. Genuine affection filled your expression when Sans chuckled at your response and Red’s smile softened just slightly.

After months of fear and uncertainty, you’d finally found your forever. Who knew this was where your path would take you when a big, burly skeleton monster had come into your yard to ask about tomato plants?

[misanthropicgardener]

i forgot how weird/difficult navigating a city is especially the downtown areas my god this is a deeply unpleasant experience

[ratnurse]

Lost my will to live looking at the weather forecast (the next week solidly sunny 30+ days) then realised I had it set to toowoomba, Queensland and not Melbourne

[wickedzeevyln]

Hi Bad Day! Come On In

[kalicocal]

there's something about caitlyn's playful stare and the fact that they're both giggling that made this scene all the more intimate to me

[gods-favorite-autistic]

To me there’s like a line between the Bad Kids who were always themselves extremely authentically and that fucked them up socially (Riz, Adaine, Gorgug) and the Bad Kids who spent a good portion of their lives playing a part and that fucked them up mentally (Fabian, Kristen, Fig)

[bishicat]

kisses and almost kisses :>

[angelcake10023]

Doodles compilation 💖

[ricky-mortis]

Curtwen Week Day 4: Haunted

[or13m]

A Reprieve, an Undertale story chapter 016

The silence that Sans left in his wake was crushing. A heavy pressure sank deeply into your chest where your soul throbbed, radiating pain outward. It was sharp, but not completely-unbearable. You pressed so tightly against Ash’s chest that you could feel each individual rib bone through his clothing. The nearness of his soul to your own was all that kept you from flying off the edge…

Before anyone could attempt to gather their thoughts, a knock at the door broke the oppressive quiet. Without waiting for a response, the door swung open, and Alice stepped inside. Her usual dramatic flair was gone, her once-confident footsteps were now hesitant and cautious while she glanced around the room.

Everyone stared at her in stunned disbelief.

Alice paused, arching an eyebrow with faint amusement. “What? Cat got your tongues?” Her gaze softened when it landed on you. The sarcasm died, making way for genuine concern. “Okay, look—I know I was kind of awful before,” she admitted with a sigh, “but I was worried. And I may have…accidentally overheard pretty much everything.” She gestured toward the open window near the porch.

You blinked, hardly able to believe what was happening right now. You may have been unconscious for most of it, but it had hardly been a couple of days since you were consoling a drunk Alice at the bar. She seemed almost like a normal person now, rather than the giddy high school girl persona she had put on before.

“you were eavesdropping?” Ash chuckled in his deep baritone of a voice, sounding more amused than annoyed.

The redhead—how many bottles of dye did she go through in a month, seriously?—shrugged, entirely unapologetic. “I prefer to call it ‘accidental information gathering’. Either way, you’re all clearly a mess.” A few offended huffs from the prouder skeletons in the room responded to her accusation, but no one voiced any argument. “Believe it or not, relationship chaos is kind of my specialty. Plus,” she smiled as she made her way further inside, “I’ve recently met a couple of monsters who swept me off my feet. Turns out that does wonders for my attitude.”

You vaguely recalled that she coordinated weddings for a living, particularly monster ones. You heard Red snort from where he was leaning against a wall nearby and turned to look at him.

“two? didn’t think you had it in ya,” he grinned, golden tooth glinting in the low light.

The woman flipped her hair with a theatrical flair, smirking. “You’d be surprised.” She then turned her attention back to you, expression thoughtful. “But seriously, why does it have to be Sans specifically? You’re all soulmates, right? Can’t one of the others step up and stabilize their soul instead?”

Her question sparked unease as every single person in the room turned it over in their mind.

Ash’s hold on you tightened, expression darkening. “it’s not that simple,” he sighed, annoyance edging his tone. “my magic is too unstable. i’d risk shattering their soul.”

Anxiety twisted in your stomach at his words. You squeezed his hand despite your own concern, trying to reassure the gardener that had managed to get closer to you than anyone ever had before.

Blue’s own features were tense. “MY SOUL’S POWERFUL, TOO. I DON’T WANT TO HURT THEM ANY MORE THAN THEY ALREADY ARE.”

“SAME HERE,” Nox admitted, his purple eyelights narrowed in frustration. “WE’RE ALL STRONG ENOUGH TO CAUSE SERIOUS DAMAGE. EXCEPT TWO.” His gaze shifted meaningfully toward Red, then to the empty space where Sans had stood moments earlier.

The two who’d always been the most hesitant.

Red’s boney expression immediately shifted into a scowl. His eyelights dimmed as he looked away from the scene to stare at the floor, uncertainty wavering in his sockets. You studied him, realization dawning. You had watched him for weeks—months, even—strut around with a confident swagger that made you slightly envious. While his flirting with Alice had made you uncomfortable, the genuine warmth and care he’d directed at you had quickly endeared him to you. He had managed to carve a place into your heart without even trying, just like the others, but he was more distant. Always keeping himself just out of reach…but never out of sight.

“You don’t think you’re good enough,” you signed, knowing that his gaze was still on you despite his facade of avoidance.

Red’s jaw clenched, clearly uncomfortable at being exposed, but he didn’t deny it. No clever quips to shake off the accusation. No sharp insults to poke holes in the theory.

Just a quiet acceptance.

Alice sighed dramatically, successfully regaining the spotlight. “God, you’re all ridiculous! You’re literally destined to be together, and you’re making it way harder than it has to be.” Before anyone could say anything, she leveled you with an impatient look. “What do you want?”

You hesitated, anxiety mounting as all eyes fell on you. With a steadying breath—and a comforting squeeze from Ash—you forced your fingers to make the signs that were the bare truth for these past few months, “I don’t want to hurt anymore.”

That was all the motivation Red needed.

“fuck this,” he growled suddenly, pushing off the wall and striding toward you with fierce determination. Without hesitation, he grabbed your wrist—firm but gentle—to pull you up and into his arms. “we’re done with this bullshit. right now.”

No one stopped him when his magic surged, warm and vibrant crimson enveloping you both as it whisked you away from the living room and into the void.

.::Elsewhere::.

You stumbled when you reappeared, briefly dizzy from the sudden teleportation. You steadied yourself against Red, chest tight when you recognized the sounds of water flowing and leaves rustling above. A familiar clearing met your eyes when you got your bearings. A beautiful spot of nature not far from the cabin you all had stayed at. Your soul thumped against your ribs, pulling your attention to a spot near the river’s edge.

Sans sat hunched over on a fallen log. His shoulders were slumped and blue magic sparked around his fingertips. He stiffened immediately when he sensed your presence. “red,” he muttered, voice rough and strained. “what the hell are ya doin’?”

Red huffed, impatience etched deeply between his browbones. He released your wrist but stayed close. “ending this pity party. you’re hurtin’ them more by hiding here.”

“it’s not that simple,” Sans sighed, gaze fixed blankly on the rippling water. His eyelights had reappeared, but they were dim—distant.

You stepped forward, cautious, as if he would up and disappear again at the wrong move. Carefully, you settled beside him on the log, hand hovering for a moment before finally resting it on his shoulder. Sans flinched beneath your touch, the depth of his guilt almost palpable. You could hear Red’s shoes crunching the leaves behind you as he inched closer, but kept your focus on the skeleton by your side.

“Do you know what fully soulbonding means?” you signed, gentle but curious.

Sans exhaled, breath shaky and eyelights dim with a doubt that you could faintly feel through your half-bond. “do you?” He flicked his gaze to your face, but made no move to retreat this time.

You offered him an understanding, albeit sheepish, smile. “Not exactly, but I’d rather not endure another soul attack to find out.”

A dry, humorless chuckle left his teeth at that. He finally turned his gaze to meet yours fully. Seeing the quiet resolve in your eyes, his expression softened. “heh. guess ya got a point, kitten.”

You smiled, feeling the heat blooming in your cheeks at the pet name. Behind you, Red cleared his throat in an exaggerated manner, breaking the moment. “so? what’s it gonna be, vanilla?” There was a teasing lilt to his voice, as if he already knew the answer.

Sans held your gaze, studying you closely. Fate had tied you to him—the one he’d tried so desperately to protect, knowing how fragile your soul had been the moment he’d met you. But he had only ended up hurting you more… A weary sigh escaped him, shoulders slumping in defeat.

“i guess,” he finally admitted, voice heavy with resignation and hope, “i can’t keep running from this.”

His edgy alternate let out a loud snort, shaking his skull in mock exasperation. “bout damn time! it was getting tibia-breaking watching you two mope around.”

“really, red?” Sans groaned, pinching the bridge of his nasal bone in long-suffering annoyance. “right now?”

Red just shrugged with a smirk. “someone has to lighten the mood. you two were getting way too bone-deep into your feelings.”

Despite yourself, your shoulders shook with silent laughter, warmth softening the tension in your chest. Beside you, Sans’s mouth finally quirked upward into a genuine smile, relief evident in the way he relaxed.

For the first time since this all began, the path forward finally seemed clear.

[boar-sjn]

when the frame betrays the mind

( Hihi! There's really nothing extra under the cut here, I just also wanted to clarify that these two photos were heavily referenced for both perspective and design respectively. )

[dandp]

Final Incophearent Update

This post includes all previously promised info, including pictures, the PDF of the cards, and the reaction from Dan and Phil! (under a cut bc there's a lot)

Dan and Phil's reaction:

The deck was successfully gifted to them by @mothmanbussy420! Here's the clip and transcript of them receiving it (with a very promising initial reaction from Dan 👀):

Mint: This is a Dan and Phil-themed set of Incohearent cards —

Dan: Oh fuck yeah.

Phil: Wow!

Mint: — that a bunch of - like 50 people online submitted to.

Dan: Oh great, that's a Youtube video right there.

Phil: That's incredible (?)

Getting a Deck For Yourself:

This Google Drive includes a spreadsheet of all the info on the cards, as well as a PDF file that can be printed at home and all the additional files/instructions needed if you want to get a deck professionally printed. Hope you enjoy!

Pictures of the Deck:

Massive shoutout to @mothmanbussy420 who took the pictures and put together the Google Drive; they are the real MVP of this post. I also wanted to shout out one more time my other fellow project mods @fletthewreck @steveandscraggy and everyone else who submitted to the deck; it's been so fun to work on this and see everything come together and I hope everyone's as happy with the final product as I am!

[shorthaltsjester]

watching the sdcc panel and i am just very :) about how sweet their answers to “what are some of the micro moments from the game that have stuck with you the most over the years?” are. taliesin saying what the fuck is up with that which was the first like The Party Gets To Know Each Other moments of c3. travis saying asking his wife if he could kiss her in campaign. marisha going way back to the cannonball competition in campaign one. ashley choosing the beauyasha date but also just the silly goat noise matt made. liam adding onto that to compliment matt roleplaying grass so well and then saying his favourite moment was writing a story for laura and reading it to her as caleb for jester. and then matt saying that was his answer, and that his favourite moments of the game are when they find ways to give gifts to each other whether tangible or not. and sam saying his favourite moments have less to do with the story and is more so when he can just. see his friends across the table from him. when marisha perches and when laura and ashley are (badly) drawing dicks and liam saying he loves when sam sneezes and ashley tells him to stop it and just. yeah. they Are an extremely popular online powerhouse, but i’m so happy that they’re also friends building a world together out of gifts to and love for one another.

like i Am so enamoured with the characters and the world of exandria but the moments when you can feel the love that those people have for each other reach out from behind the stained glass of their performances (to steal a metaphor from brennan lee mulligan) are so extremely special and i am endlessly grateful that they decided to share their silly little home game with the world.

[spicyraeman]

too many details. hand hurt.

[anj-does-stuff]

OBKK doodle for Moon in the Day ❤️

[staryuee]

hi ! ru still taking reqs? if so i hv one for u:

diluc, ei, ganyu, itto, venti and xiao's reactions when u tell them ur from another world?

kinda like traveler lowkey - since traveler did introduce u to [char]. so what happens when they clear out the fog of your origins? (lets also make u extremely overpowered ����)

my apologies for the abundance of characters i want u to write for :( - i may or may not think out of all the people who's works i've read ur the best? aoqooqoao don't mind that but tysm if u take my req! ily :D

S/O THAT’S FROM ANOTHER WORLD

꒰warnings꒱ honkai star rail references, not proofread oopsie

⠀꒲ ` characters . . . diluc, venti, zhongli, ganyu, xiao, ei, itto

⠀꒲ ` notes . . . i’m currently on a hsr grind so i just decided to steal both that universe and technically the elements of honkai impact to feed into my delusions ♡

traversing the planets that sprinkle the gorgeous celestial galaxy above has led you to a sticky situation. for the past several months you’ve been wandering around the land known as ‘teyvat’ with the kind traveler aiding you as someone who understands your predicament all too well.

it wouldn’t have been so weird for you as a trailblazer - after all, a nameless’s job is to explore the cosmos and the planets that dot the universe - but what made it undoubtedly difficult was the fact you were: A. alone. B. in a whole different branch of the imaginary tree. C. completely attached to a person from this precarious world.

see, over the course of your adventure you’ve met so many different types of people; some the equivalent of scraping nails on a chalkboard and some…or should i say someone, who’s been at your loving side ever since their heart skipped a beat for you.

R. DILUC — 迪卢克

ʚ diluc doesn’t like to assume things unless it’s built on a foundation of logic and evidence. so this was an absolute surprise to him.

ʚ your sweet and silly habits, the little mumbles you kept to yourself, your reliance on him to converse with others…he thought those were just endearing quirks of yours! not because you were from a whole other world!!

ʚ listen, he’s not mad, per se. you’re the love of his life (as absolutely corny as that sounds), but he doesn’t appreciate having something like this be brought up so randomly and not with precaution. the traveler was one thing, this was another. he loved you. he needs to sit down for a moment…

ʚ in the grand scheme of things, this revelation made a lot of sense. there were moments you mentioned little tidbits about your personal life where it had him scratching his head. you were freely allowed to have secrets and friends outside of mondstadt…but it came to a point where he was absolutely sure you were making things up.

ʚ what do you mean you reminded him of a man called argenti? he didn’t particularly enjoy getting compared to another man of all things…but you seemed pretty happy with yourself so he’ll let it slide. you’re missing someone named…kiana? well, he’s not exactly sure who that is, but he’d be happy to escort you to meet them?

ʚ it was sweet, really—how much he tried to appease your little waves of nostalgia and nights of sorrow with nonchalant compliance while he had no knowledge of your situation. but, now that he has…everything has become so much more convoluted.

ʚ he’s already a man of very few words, preferring actions to prove his love than mere bluffs—but how was he meant to show you anything when all you ever want is something out of his reach?

ʚ diluc has never been in a position where he couldn’t give someone he loved something they desired. you manage to surprise him even now.

ʚ aside from the guilt he feels about not being able to give you more than a hug and a kiss with a muttered “it’ll be okay, sweetheart”, he’s utterly proud and in awe of you.

ʚ you were truly something else in battle. fierce, swift, barely visible through smoke and gashes of elements bombarding together like an alchemy lesson gone wrong—he couldn’t have asked for a better partner.

ʚ if diluc was one for relaxing in fairytale bliss, he wouldn’t hesitate to lean back as you slaughtered with delicate ease with a dreamy grin on his face.

VENTI — 温迪

ʚ venti knows every song from the past, present and the future. the future being the most helpful for situations like this.

ʚ but he certainly didn’t expect for you to just say it out right! i mean, he had suspicions (you called him wendy upon your first meeting, he immediately knew there was something curious about you…), but you’ve never really mentioned it before.

ʚ his initial reaction was a mix of unbridled curiosity and utter joy. he has SO many questions which he will let you use as payment instead of mora for every ballad and sonnet he sings for you. but also… you trusted him with this information? fr? (>﹏<)

ʚ he is SO down for you to chat shit about people who pissed you off in your world. will he understand any of the factions or wars involved? nope! but he’s always willing to listen to his windblume when they’re caressing and squshjng at his cheeks as a form of venting relief.

ʚ not only are you a super intriguing storyteller, one that does a heck of a good job to give him the proper material for future ballads, you’re so powerful and talented it makes him shiver! (*≧ω≦)

ʚ he already loved watching your skilful fingers wrap around a weapon…but watching your entire demeanour shift and posture straighten after you’ve left a residue of dust from a hoard of enemies? ooh you’ve got him wrapped around your finger.

ʚ there is a certain bittersweetness to your predicament however… being the god of the freedom of all things means a lot of things, but one thing in particular that makes his heart ache: eventually, he’ll have to let you go.

ʚ and not in a dramatic romeo and juliet way, or an anti-commitment way—in the way that this isn’t your home. and venti would never deprive you of the chance to see your own peers and family.

ʚ what’s a little distance to a god who’s already been alone for most his life anyway?

ZHONGLI — 钟离

ʚ “i know.” were the only words that left his lips as soon as you reveal your identity. he never delves deeper into how he knew; or perhaps he didn’t and is just lying to save face…either way, he remains silent with a complaisant smile as he once again picks up his teacup.

ʚ it’s awfully unsettling how this proclamation is met with such nonchalance, but to be fair, he’s a god, and a dragon at that—he’s seen and been the fault of countless of empires falling and rising, including the one you’re standing in today with qingxin’s in your hair, he’s not fazed, but he is certainly intrigued.

ʚ won’t hesitate to bombard you with questions, slowly of course, he doesn’t wish to overwhelm you.

ʚ it’s not every day he gets to speak with someone who’s from a world completely unlike his own who’s actually willing to share their tales and past. of course the traveler was there to chat about their own experiences, but it always felt like they were leaving portions of their story covered.

ʚ it’s not every day he gets to speak with someone who’s from a world completely unlike his own who’s actually willing to share their tales and past. of course, the traveler was there to chat about their own experiences, but it always felt like they were leaving portions of their story covered. 

ʚ he’s suddenly a lot more in tune with your habits and quirks, he enjoys the whole process of guessing what things you’ve adapted to and learn from teyvat and the things you’ve clearly been conditioned into by your past.

 ʚ silly things like calling accidentally calling the archons “herrscher”, face suddenly going limp with sorrow at the mention of murata, he also does think it’s a little funny you mimic his osmanthus wine line with one of your own…something to do with life being ephemeral and being filled with worldly strife.

 ʚ aside from your unique quirks, another obvious thing that caught his eye was your power. he’s seen many a mortal in his life��some of which had left puffed scarring in his psyche from their sheer strength and will.

 ʚ but you? you were something else. he couldn’t even tell if it was just because he loved you so much that anything you did amazed him, or because it was simply endearing to see his partner so nonchalantly powerful.

 ʚ he may or may not pull the grandpa card occasionally to watch you in action. Can he technically match you in power? possibly. but you should forgive the old dragon, he merely enjoys watching you get sweaty as he sips tea, is that so wrong?  

GANYU — 甘雨

ʚ ganyu is barely awake when she comes home to you, so when you suddenly revealed such news, it abruptly awoke her. yes, she nearly lost a horn in the process—please don’t mention the bump on her forehead.

ʚ despite ganyu being extremely intelligent and quietly observant like an white barn owl with hooded eyes, this was the last thing she expected: was teyvat some sort of resort for outlanders strewn off their course? or did the gods specifically send you down here so you can play with her heart?

ʚ the revelation doesn’t change much apart from your late night pillow talks. suddenly, even the sleepy goat preferred counting the moles and freckles on your skin than imaginary sheep. please do enlighten her about your world!! she will soak up any information and perhaps help you relive some memories with some diy—she’s sure she can remake the food from the xianzhou luofu with some mismatched ingredients!

ʚ one thing that intrigued her immediately about your travels was the place called penacony; you seriously visited a world where dreams were a reality? where you can simply let go of the troubles of life and engage in mindless fun? that was far too out of her realm of imagination, but she was certainly replaying the image you placed in her mind during her late hours at work.

ʚ however…the rest of the story about the dreamy land solidified in her mind that maybe those few hours with ink are worth more than indulging in delusions…

ʚ your martial art skills and general technique with your desired weapon had also piqued her interest, but she had never really put too much emphasis on it or thought to express her curiosity. after all, it’s not like she gets out of liyue much—perhaps this was merely a style from one of the other nations?

ʚ of course, with the present context, she was now even more intrigued! you have to teach her some of those cool choreography moves! you practically use the entire battlefield like a dance floor, sliding around to avoid enemy attacks with such poise and grace you’d think you were merely doing ballet. she’s never been so motivated for something so seemingly trivial to you.

ʚ there’s certainly a hint of worry with your whereabouts. after all, doesn’t this mean you’ll eventually have to make it back home? if so, would you be potentially willing to return to her if your heartbeats ever sync again?

XIAO — 魈

ʚ that explains a lot of the mumbles you told him not to worry about where in which you compared him to people he’s never heard of in teyvat - i mean he barely remembers the blurry faces of people he’s encountered but even so.

ʚ i mean who in the world was blade?? like the weapon? if so, that’s a rather cruel comparison for a man used as a killing slave for most his life.

ʚ he did think it was weird that despite your long stay in teyvat, you hadn’t managed to properly integrate yourself into their cultures - though he wasn’t really one to judge you for that, he was born to protect liyue and he still hasn’t got a clue how to socialise, so really? he understood you all too well.

ʚ soon as you admitted to him your story, it’s like all the lanterns in his head suddenly flutter with light. ah, so you’re not just an outcast weirdo—you’re quite literally from a different planet.

ʚ xiao isn’t one to be super intrigued about other people, his life and duty is specifically intended for the protection of liyue and its people. he has no time to wonder about what’s beyond that.

ʚ but…since it’s you, he’ll try. during those alone nights at the inn, him wrapped up in your arms like an injured kitten as you brush away the dark streaks of hair clinging to his bloodied forehead—he’ll ask.

ʚ did you have any friends? any family? did they love you? what sort of things did you experience? …do you miss them?

ʚ he rarely wants the answer to the last one, he shuts it out almost entirely. he can’t bear the thought of you potentially yearning for somewhere, or even someone, that wasn’t him. it was petty and selfish—but for the first time in his sacrificial life, he allowed it.

ʚ as for your power…he’s not one to be impressed by something he was literally designed for, but it was another thing to watch you work so diligently. it was…admirable.

ʚ there’s been times where you’ve surprised him, and unintentionally hurt his ego. he’s supposed to be YOUR protector, he wants to be. because if he isn’t, what else can he be? you can’t just swoop in and snatch him by the waist while he’s in the middle of training because you think he’s in trouble!

RAIDEN EI — 影

ʚ she truly believes she misheard you at first.

ʚ you’re from where? huh? speak up, please before the stoic shogun breaks down.

ʚ you can’t be from somewhere unreachable…you were hers. and now you’re telling her you belong to a whole other world?

ʚ it’s a poignant moment. on one hand, she’s deeply honoured that you trusted her to admit something so important to you, but truly…the idea you were just barely hers made her irrationally upset.

ʚ once she gets over the sulking, ei finds a little peace with you as you retell some stories of your own life. it’s a little healing almost, knowing you handled yourself so fiercely without her need of protection.

ʚ another raiden shogun? well you better pray you hadn’t dated because otherwise…she’s not sure she can keep that purple electricity of hers in check enough to not leave a branch-like streak across your face (she wouldn’t dare no matter how tempting the idea of branding you as hers the thought may be).

ʚ yae sakura and miko though? now that was certainly interesting. at least she finally had a conversation starter with the kitsune that strayed from the typical teasing.

ʚ you must know that she will absolutely be using this information against you, in the most lighthearted manner of course.

ʚ no it’s actually very normal in the inazuman custom for a shogun to eat a handful of sweets before dinner, you simply haven’t heard of it! yup she also must be the little spoon at night no matter how much smaller or bigger you are from her—it’s a status thing, so come on, get to it.

A. ITTO — 荒泷一斗

ʚ OH SHIT??

ʚ unexpected, bewildered and absolutely enamoured.

ʚ not only did he manage to bag an absolute gorgeous partner, one that could kick ass like it was second nature, but also one that was from some super cool other world?! oh babe you shouldn’t have said anything, he will absolutely chew your ear off with this.

ʚ nonstop talking and questioning— did you have things like this in your world?? when reference to the most common items. dig you also have rain? did you wake up before dawn or was it always night in your realm? do you have family? what were they like? friends? gasp LOVERS?

ʚ ooh he suddenly couldn’t take it. he knows you’re the most beautiful, handsomest, prettiest person alive—but just the thought of someone else—someone who he couldn’t fight!!—thinking the same thing before he ever did made his stomach feel all funny.

ʚ were there monsters and freaks in your world too? and did you love them as much as you hopefully loved him?

ʚ he knows it’s a little unfair to expect you to only have had eyes for him, but for the sake of his ego…it’s much better to keep past romantic endeavours to yourself. he’s currently more than content that the great arataki itto is your first TEYVAT! boyfriend. no other dude from some shammy planet could change that significant status.

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