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Me: Just a drabble, plz don't get carried away

Also Me: +3000k words and Im not done yet, I'm so sorry I've took so long on this request 😭😭😭

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Hey! Just wanted to thank u for writing for elast ㅠㅠ my boys deserve so much love and many many recognition 💜 your writing always makes me happy and gets a smile out of me, also thanks for that.

If possible (and no rushing please take your time!) can I request no. 25 from the prompt list with bby boy Wonhyuk?

Thanks, please take care and I hope your exams were alright! 🌸💖

Never without each other [Wonhyuk]

This took forever but hey I’m back and I wanted to finish this one first!

Prompt: #25 ”I’ll carry you.” with wonhyuk!

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”My legs are killing me.” You let out a sigh of frustration from the pain. You had been practicing for at least an hour without any breaks. You could feel how your legs were slowly giving up from not having a break. “I told you that we should have had a break.” Your friend Wonhyuk told you when you sat down looking like you were about to faint any second. Wonhyuk was your best friend and also happened to be in the same dance group as you. You roll your eyes to his comment, trying not to show that you knew he was right. He let out a laugh at you rolling your eyes at him. He knew he was right and that you knew that too. ”We should go to the nearby cafe’ and get something to drink.” He says with a smile. You look over at him with a small pout and nod your head. The thought of something yummy and sweet sounded perfect to you. You needed new energy from all the hours of dancing.

The only problem was that your feet was killing you and hurting real bad. You were too scared to even stand up. You didn’t want to bother Wonhyuk. He looked happy that the two of you were going to take a break. You didn’t want to break the news that you couldn’t stand up. You put your hand on the floor to push your body up but your legs gave up before you were even half way to a standing postion. You felt how Wonhyuks body supported yours before you fell on your bottom. ”hey..you weren’t kidding about your legs.” He said as worry took over him. He didn’t think you were serious about the pain. You tried to give him a smile not wanting to worry him. ”yeah..” you said. ”you shouldn’t push yourself this hard.” He said making her nod. He was known for giving you lessons when he was worried.

Wonhyuk moved to a postion so that he was able to support you while you stood up. ”I’m fine..thank you.” You said with a smile. ”Stop lying.” He said back to you making you look at him. He knew you. He was your best friend after all. On top of that, he loved everything about you. You on the other hand, had no idea about that part. ”I’ll carry you” he said making your eyes widen. You shaked your head at his words. You felt guilty. You were the one that pushed too hard, knowing that you were going to get hurt. ”I am.” He said standing infront of you. ”to the cafe?” You asked him and he gave you a nod. It wasn’t that far from where you were, but still it wasn’t short either. ”Wonhyuk..” you started but he didn’t move. ”I am..that’s it. Come on.” There was no point in arguing with him. You did as he said and you couldn’t help a chuckle leaving your lips. ”What did I do to deserve you?” You asked him while hugging him tighter, making him melt. ”You didn’t have to do anything. You are just my favorite person.” He said making you smile. He loved you. Maybe someday he will confess, but as of right now, he’s just so happy to have you with him all the time. He didn’t want to ruin your friendship. He loved hanging out with you. He wanted to do that while being more than friends.

Part 2??

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I've had a rough week, and I'm sick, I'll work on a couple of requests tomorrow ♡

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I find it funny how angst generally gets better answers and interactions than fluff, even though it hurts. Do you have any thoughts on why we like angst better?

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After exploring Fontaine's waters, I came to a shocking conclusion; Neuvillete is an otter.

JUST LOOK AT THEM THEY HAVE THE SAME HAIR.

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Anon said "Please can you write something fluffy with Neuvillete? I just got to the archon quest and his appearance totally deceived me to think he would be a meanie when he's such a sweetheart 😭 please tell me you are already on the quest but ignore in case you aren't, thanks in advance!"

Sure, I can, anon. I am in love with Neuvi after all, the archon quest just made me even more soft for him.

-Lumi 💫

After the Rain

Neuvillete (Genshin Impact) x Reader

Warnings: None

Fluff and a picnic.

You woke up at the sound of light rain. Yawning and stretching, you get up to look out the window. The clouds were heavy with no signs to stop soon, and you sighed. This was the third consecutive day.

For occasions like this, it was truly an inconvenience to live so far away from Fontaine's court.

You worked all morning on preparing many little snacks, some fruit salad and a patisserie you learned from your grandma, a great family secret. After that, you worked on packing it all on a basket, rushing out your cozy home and into the worsening weather outside.

- It's a miracle we haven't turned into fish yet - You sighed, quickly walking towards the closest aquabus station.

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The Iudex of Fontaine was facing yet another day filled with trials and the dreading sense of not fulfilling his duty as he should, yet he wasn't sure of what the exact problem was.

The downpour worsened, and people grew a little more anxious. He also tried to stay calm, to no avail. Everything felt overwhelming. Maybe a break would be in order. He needed it more than everyone else.

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As you got off the aquabus and into the lift towards the court, you couldn't help stop to fix your clothes and to check the little bouquet you put together from flowers in your little garden, you took a deep, determined breath and walked towards the gate.

- Y/N, good day, what brings you here? - The voice of the Chief Justice broke you out of your mind.

Walking towards him with an easy smile, trying to calm down your running heart. - Good day to you too, Monsieur Neuvillete- You were glad you seemed to walk in on break time. You raised the basket a little bit, his eyes following. -I thought it was a good day to enjoy a picnic over in Fontaine. Would you like to come? -

He raised an eyebrow, looking directly into your eyes with his piercing (beautiful) silver eyes, and you had to avert your gaze. - A picnic? In this weather? - He asked with a genuinely nice voice. He was always so kind, and your heart flipped again.

-A-ah, right...- You trailed trying to find an excuse -I... wanted to come even before the weather became like this... I had already made the food, and I was thinking about going to a place that had shelter from the rain- Every word came harder than the last, and you felt your face burn. Thankfully, he wasn't looking at you and he just hummed and nodded. - Then please lead the way -

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You lay your picnic right below a nice pavilion on a park near the court, some otters playing around in the pond, and the rain just a light drizzle now.

You shared your food, talked about some funny and trivial happenings of your daily life away from the city, and made some easy talk that made him almost forget this was a break from one of the trials.

As you finished and put everything away again, you took a little box holding a couple more of the patisseries you made. Holding it for him, you smiled - I hope you ate well and had a good time. Thanks for accompanying me when you are so busy - you spoke sincerely, bowing lightly to him. He smiled softly, looking at the box in your hands and shaking his head. - Pleasure was all mine. Thank you for this time and for everything you shared with me today, from your food to all your stories -

- These are also for you, for when you need another break - You blushed lightly as he took it and gave you a gentle smile - Thank you so much, I will enjoy them for sure. Please, be safe on your way back - And with that, he turned around and left, walking back into the court.

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Your trip back was uneventful and quiet, riding the aquabus and walking between the ponds and flower patches towards your home. Everything looked shiny, with a light coat of droplets that sparkled with the now present afternoon sunshine.

The sky was clearing and the clouds moved away fast. You smiled, looking at the beautiful scenery both in land and sky.

"When the Hydro dragon feels sad, it rains" Your grandma once said, as you looked out the window to the pouring rain. You turned to her with a surprised face, running to her.

- Then we must help him be happy again! so he can stop crying! - Little you said, with worried eyes, fisting into your grandma's skirt.

- Hmmm... You are right - She chuckled as she got up from the couch, and into the kitchen - and I happen to know a secret recipe that makes him all happy again - Those words made your face light up, jumping around happily.

- Then teach me! I want to help him so I can go play outside! - As you jumped and ran around with some ingredients, you learned how to bake a patisserie with a soft and sweet scent of lavender and honey.

That fond memory made you smile, reaching your home. After so many days, the rain finally went away.

When it rains, the hydro dragon is feeling sad, but he just needs some rest and a little treat to feel happy again.

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朽木 白哉 ・𝐊𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐢 𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚

brother, strong captain, reborn, kind soul ~

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Something didn't feel right.

That's the lingering thought in the back of your mind as you prepare some tea right before going to bed.

Absentmindedly, you take out both cups for the tea only to shake your head. You just need one.

Only one cup will be used now.

-Some habits die hard- a little voice whispers in your mind, you do your best to ignore it, to quiet it down. Yet the silence in your home was suffocating, the loneliness creeping on every corner that held memories of blissful times, now bringing growing pains.

The ache in your heart was nothing new, yet it never subsided, not even a little bit.

- You knew what you were getting into - The small voice of your conscience insisted on staying present. Yes, you knew that this was the most likely outcome when you married the captain of the 13th division of the Seireitei. However, you also knew that you wouldn't be as happy as you were during your life together anywhere else.

The space once shared with the one you loved the most laid untouched, as if time stopped, yet shadows grew and made it all gloom. Even if you move nothing, all the moments contained in one place were enough for the space to change and distort at least in your eyes.

You sighed, closing your eyes. The kettle whistled softly, interrupting the swirl of thoughts, reminiscences, and memories assaulting your mind.

-All this just because one cup of tea- Taking the kettle and pouring some tea on the cup, adding some honey, just enough for it to give a faint sweetness. The same process to make the same tea you had every evening before saying good night.

Sitting on the table and watching the cup, before taking a little sip and closing your eyes, the same flavour and the same smell.

Yet, something didn't feel right.

It was just one cup of tea when it should be two.

Some angsty and sad stuff because I miss him everyday, and I'm taking you with me.

-Lumi 💫

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I really think that we can't write about the Arrancar with just human emotions.

Many times I've seen works that just stay on the "human" side of these characters, and I really think that's missing out on a whole other side to explore, considering the "hollow" part of the arrancar, these are not humans after all, and they don't really understand or want to understand humans as well.

Especially when talking about the Espada, the resurrecion gives out many animalistic treats these characters have, and I LOVE to see when writers explore that side of the headcannons.

I generally feel intimidated by it since english is not my first language, and I take a long LONG time just trying to make my thoughts make sense in my native language lmao.

Yet, I'd love to ramble about these sometime soon, I will get to it when I gather enough courage.

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I mean, there's a reason why I'm still here even when 80% of the people I knew are no longer around, this site still has something different from the rest, I'd love to keep it like that.

I do not want tumblr to look, behave, act like tiktok twitter instagram

I do not want tumblr to look, behave, act like tiktok twitter instagram

I do not want tumblr to look, behave, act like tiktok twitter instagram

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Collar x Malice [Okazaki and Shiraishi Character Feature] from B’s Log Magazine January 2023

Scans: katokathy

❌DO NOT REPOST / REUPLOAD❌

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The mechanism of fear.

Gender Neutral!Reader x Jouno Saigiku (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Warnings: Mentions of stalking and paranoia, mentions of blood and injuries, mentions of a dark, eldrich creature tormenting humans(? I did not beta read this, I'm sorry if there are any mistakes. This is probably not a relationship or romantic oriented fic... I'm not sure how to make those lol

Word count: 1600

A/N: So I did this, taking inspiration on one of my favorite books (The mechanism of Fear by Norma Lazo), which you should definitely read if you liked this! (ew)

Maybe you were a bit too cruel.

Looking around the empty alleyway, the burglar hurried to hide in the shadows, away from the faint light of the street lamps.

It had been raining a lot lately, making the bricks on the floor slippery, yet he hurried, trying to make no sound while stepping on the puddles left behind by the dark clouds.

- It will rain again soon - He thought with annoyance, thinking on the leaks of the place he called home. He wanted to fix them, to give the ones he called family a better life, out of crime and out of the streets. The opportunity he never had.

That's why he had just stolen an ancient device said to open a tomb, somewhere in the heart of the jungle in a faraway country, he does not care what treasures it hides, nor what magical tool for world domination lies within.

He only cares for the juicy reward that Fitzgerald guy offered for it.

It was no sweat, really. His ability made it easy to move like a ghost, and given the device was just at plain sight on a museum... he could just take it like a souvenir. No alarm was activated, and no guard had noticed the theft. Everything was silent, except he could hear a faint ticking. He discarded it as something he was imagining.

However, he was walking fast, feeling watched, no, he felt stalked by someone? something?

- This is just paranoia - He thought, trying to catch his breath, annoyed at himself.

The next step he took right outside the alley was in complete shadows, thinking this was the end of the feeling, seeking comfort on the shadows. He quickly discovered it was not. A feeling of a hand, more like a claw, had taken his ankle, pulling him into the dark.

He tried not to scream and kicked at the shadows, to no avail, since there was nothing there he could kick. He scrambled around, and the invisible hand let him go.

- What the ... - He whispered to himself before getting up and running in the opposite direction.

However, there's no way to run from the shadows at night, for even the street lamps seemed dull, as if weakened by something. The street was completely alone, not a soul walking at this ungodly hour, increasing the feeling of loneliness, but something feels odd.

What seemed like a product of imagination at first quickly turned into reality, hearing something akin to a beast huff, walk, and laugh from the shadows. And a faint ticking, somewhere in the distance.

The man made too many turns, too many jumps and tricks, trying to lose his pursuer, that stalker that seemed to rejoice on his anguish.

However, paranoia grew and grew, turning into a monstrous fear, into panic. He knew whatever was there, there was no hiding from it. He stood below a streetlamp, waiting for a sound, looking for an escape.

- You seem as lost as a deer, just before being trapped by the wolves. - A voice said, coming right in front of him. However, he could not see anyone, fearing he was going insane. He looked around. Was someone like him, with an ability to dissappear following him? The noise of ticking turned into that of a machine running heavily, like waking from its slumber.

- When that light turns off, do you know what will happen? - The voice continued, sounding casual, like waiting for the tea to be served.

-What are you?! - The man started falling prey to the fear. The dark sky seemed to have lost all it's stars and the moon was nowhere to be found. Moreover, darkness looked like a pool just in front of him, it seemed tangible even, the only shield keeping it out was the light of the post. The ticking went faster, the machine sound too.

He looked above him, to see the light faltering and dimming, centimetre by centrimetre, being won over by the darkness of the late night, and just past the last bit of visible street where the faint light reached, he could recognize the silhouette of claws, sharp, black claws, circling that very same lamp he was using as protection.

Trapped. Another wave of fear came, making his breathing shake, the sound of the machine even closer now, making him panic further. He tried using his ability as a desperate mean to escape but even while being invisible, when he got close to the darkness past the light of the little lamp, he came face to face with a creature that resemble that of an unspeakable fear, only appearing on the primal nightmares everyone has as a child, when they fear the dark, when the wake up screaming in cold sweat looking for a source of light. Long open maw with deathly fangs and glowing eyes full of malice, full of hunger.

- Even one like you should know, no matter how hard you try to hide from the dark, dark itself lives in every corner, in the very place that you use as a shield. - Voice continued, the light dimming faster. He was close to tears, fearing for his life. - Not even a ghost can escape the dark -

- Please! just let me go, you can have the reward - He implored, throwing the device to the floor, just infront of the dark, that seemed as real and tangible as a black ocean infront of him.

Reward? - The voice inquired curiously - The only reward I crave is that of the screams and agony you will muster in your last moments of life. - The claw of the nightmarish creature reached from the ground, taking the device and dissappearing it below the ground. - I don't need no reward from a foolish human. - The voice spat with venom, chuckling at the desperation on his voice, the machinery sound was unbearably loud, the ticking going haywire.

His eyes widened, fearing the worst, as the light circle was no more bright than a candle just about to fade. The man fell to his knees, begging for mercy straight up screaming - Please! I'll do anything! Don't harm me! - As the light faded, the details of the shadow became clearer and closer.

- Too late, your soul is mine - The creature smiled widely and leaped forward, the street light went completely out, and the horrifying scream was cut short.

The ticking and the machine fully stopped, and a bell similar to the church's sounded right after.

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The sunlight started to leak through the clouds, early morning, and yet you had no rest. The street was damp, the city still shaking up from its slumber. Looking towards the sky filled with clouds, yet the sun came through them. The frisk air blowed around your black coat. You took a sip of coffee as you watched the police set up a crime scene investigation.

Don't you think you were a bit too cruel? - A male voice came from behind you. Coming to a stop right next to you, watching the crime scene out of any horror movie and beyond, yet the victim, the burglar, was alive... completely out of his senses and with some bite marks, but alive.

It's real! It's real! It's coming for me! It will chase me forever! - He said over and over again like a prayer, directed to no one in specific with a lost look on his face. The paramedics carried him handcuffed into a patrol car.

He will live the rest of his life on a psychiatric ward, I think. Probably won't remember his family ever again - The man beside you sighed, never losing his smile - This is why I think you're cruel. -

Oh! common Jouno! I was asked to retrieve the thing, and you know how I work - You replied, annoyed. - If they wanted him complete or... sane, maybe I'm not the person to contact. - You took a sip of coffee.

- You're right - Jouno replied, opening his hand in between you and him. - If they don't want traumatized criminals, we aren't the ones to call -

You looked at his hand and reached inside your coat. You checked the antique figure, just a bit droplets of blood here and there. -Oh, but at this point, you just do it for fun, I know how you are. - You cleaned it up a bit with your coat before putting the device on his hand.

- I need to do it. That's how my ability works, I need to keep it going, or it won't work anymore. - You said plainly. It was a fact you had accepted.

-Hm, I know. You have an important job, feeding the darkness of the world. - Jouno said, waiting for the investigation team to come back with the documentation he needed to finish this whole case. - However, you almost did leave him with no ounce of sanity. I could sense it... nothing more left inside him, just a casket of pure fear, in other words, a treat for your entertainment. -

- Heh, maybe I went a bit overboard, I know. I was a bit annoyed and got carried away. - You giggled, looking at the faint smile on the man's face. - Yeah... you're right, I am too cruel. -

You felt similar disdain to your ability as you did when you first discovered its nature; the mechanism of fear: an ability that became stronger, the more fear the target felt, fear was the fuel of the mechanism and the faster it turned, it gave you power to control and hide in shadows, dim light and ultimately to turn into one of those things that hid on the mirror.

One of the kin who craved the fear and feed from the mechanism moving, keeping them on their side of the mirror. Were you one of them? Were you human? You still couldn't answer that yourself.

- You shouldn't pity yourself - Jouno interrupted your thoughts once again as he received the missing documents from another officer. - You should understand that we are the same -

You looked at him curiously. He smiled at you as he turned to leave. - We both are the necessary evil that keeps this country safe. -

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Rules

Thank you for wanting me to write you a request! Please keep in mind these rules and the fact that I may not write stuff that makes me uncomfortable.

☆ I am older than 18. However, I have no problem with minors interacting with my posts. Please just read the warnings and skip the posts that aren't fit for you.

★ I'll only write gender neutral or female inserts! (sorry, I don't wanna disappoint you)

☆ Any gender is okay with me, just no smut (suggestive and make outs are okay) and any content other than platonic regarding minors.

★ I love angst, tragic stuff and even injuries/spooky things, so be not afraid to ask if you have any "crazy" idea.

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Here you can find what are the fandoms I write for!

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Will get to the rules later tonight, or maybe tomorrow, for now to announce which fandoms I'll be writing about!

Keep in mind this is not limited and might add some more in the future.

I'm willing and really interested to write for:

⚝ Honkai Star Rail

⚝ Genshin Impact

⚝ Bleach (Preference for the Espada and Gotei 13)

⚝ Bungo Stray Dogs (I'm caught up to the manga and all the light novels)

⚝ Jack Jeanne (still working on finishing it!)

⚝ Collar X Malice

Requests are open, and if you just wanna come chat about your favorites, I'm all ears!

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