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in a beiguang family au with kazuha as the child, i just know that beidou would make the most stomach curdling, most cringey, most ‘so cheesy that if you were lactose intolerant you would instantly shit yourself’ kind of dad jokes. you can’t deny this

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ningguang is mean but in a hot way

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songs I like to pretend are about beiguang pt. 1 (beidou pov)

- She’s a Lady by Forever the Sickest Kids (beidou pov) 

“I'm in love with a girl I hate She enjoys pointing out Every bad thing about me I'm in love with a critic and a skeptic,”

“She's a backseat driver A drama provider

An instant update of the world She's a first-class liar,”

“(she's attractive but bitter)”

“Baby don't return to me If you think That I'm not worth your time She's a lady And ladies shouldn't be messed with,”

- You Stupid Bitch by Girl in Red (beidou pov)

“When you cry and need my comfort I drop everything to come over,”

“Don't bite your lip or grit your teeth Just count to ten and try to breathe You stupid bitch, can't you see The perfect one for you is me? The perfect one for you is me,”

- I Wanna Be Yours by Arctic Monkeys (beidou pov)

“I wanna be your vacuum cleaner Breathing in your dust I wanna be your Ford Cortina I will never rust If you like your coffee hot Let me be your coffee pot You call the shots, babe I just wanna be yours

Secrets I have held in my heart Are harder to hide than I thought Maybe I just wanna be yours I wanna be yours,”

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beidou’s type is dominant femmes that will peg her 

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hi there :) this is a beiguang side blog. my main blog is @asleep-and-afraid

my posting schedule does not exist 

but i’m going try to post:

- beiguang drabbles

-beiguang headcannons

-beiguang music matching 

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I don’t hate you- beiguang drabble

Ningguang sighed. This wasn’t going to be easy. “I know it seems like I hate you… but I don’t.”

Beidou tilted her head a bit, as if trying to understand what Ningguang had just said. She leaned forward on the table and locked her eye on the other woman.

Ningguang swallowed a lump in her throat, scared for what she was about to say next and dying under Beidou’s gaze, “I hate that I don’t hate you.”

Beidou raised her eyebrows in amusement, a small smile growing on her face. Ningguang could feel her pulse roaring in her ears louder every second she continued to look upon Beidou.

“Beidou, you are cocky, impulsive, irritating, honestly infuriating, and the list goes on,” Ningguang said. That was the easy part... what she wanted to say next would be more difficult.

Beidou rolled her eyes, pushing herself up from her seat. “If you’re just gonna insult me, I’ll see myself out-“ Her gruff voice began.

Ningguang interrupted her, going completely red. “But you are also kind, wickedly intelligent, passionate, charming, and dare I say the most interesting person I have ever met.” Ningguang was breathless.

Beidou broke into a shit eating grin, the kind of grin someone wears when they know they’ve finally won. “God you wanna kiss me so bad it’s actually embarrassing,” Beidou chuckled lowly. If Beidou’s laugh was a drug Ningguang would easily become an addict.

Ningguang’s voice went hoarse. “Fuck, is it that obvious?”

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beiguang but it’s the morning after.

Ningguang wakes up tangled in Beidou’s warm sheets, completely naked save for her dainty golden necklace. Beidou’s asleep right beside her, brown hair laying messy around her face and some drool escaping her lips.

Her very soft yet hungry lips, something Ningguang had learned from the night the two has shared before. Ningguang pulls the covers close to her chest and lets out a content sigh.

She is smiling.

There was this incredibly warm feeling building up in her chest and after a second Ningguang realizes the feeling is joy. She is happy in that moment, breathing in the smell of Beidou, washing her eyes over Beidou’s sleeping figure.

It scares her so much. How happy she feels. But life was about doing things that seem scary right? That’s what Beidou had said to her. So as Ningguang brushes her fingertips over Beidou’s calm face, she smiles because she is happy. And that was okay.

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Beidou and Ningguang taking ride on Beidou’s motorcycle, Ningguang wrapping her arms around Beidou’s torso a little too tightly to be platonic, and Beidou gripping the handlebars, her knuckles white because she can feel Ningguang’s arms around her torso absolutely everywhere