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heynikkiyousofine · 3 years ago

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been struggling with finding any inspiration this week to write, but this little soulmate one shot came to me in a dream, haha. now, i can get back to writing smut, muhahaha. enjoy lovelies!💕

“Ah, it seems Lord Kouga and his mate, Lady Ayame, have invited us to the Summer Solstice Festival this year to welcome their first litter of cubs.” Lady Izayoi hummed, flitting through the stack of letters as Prince Inuyasha rolled his eyes. Their home always stinks. Maybe I can come up with some kind of excuse to not go.

“Son, do not roll your eyes at your mother.” Lord Toga pursed his lips without ever looking up, continuing to write out responses to the never ending letters and proposals from various kingdoms. How did he..? “And you are coming, no excuses.”

Sighing, he crossed his arms and slid father down his seat, catching his brother’s smirk. Bastard.

“Inuyasha, maybe this time you will finally get to discuss things with Lord Koga.” Inuyasha wanted to swipe the knowing grin off his face, but clenched his jaw instead. The last time he brawled with his older brother, the asshole almost put a gaping hole in his gut.

“Sesshomaru, stop teasing your brother. You will be attending as well and I expect you both to be on your best behavior.” Toga looked up, giving both of them a stern look that said “If you don’t, I will be the one to punish you.”

“Yes, Father.” They replied in usion.

“Sesshomaru dear, how is Kagura?” Izayoi smiled, her tactic of changing the subject relieving to him. Inuyasha glanced down at the small stack of invitations in front of him, the idea of reading each one exhausting and tedious. It was debut season and while he himself had been announced years ago, many courts were reaching out with their own invitations and secretly hoping he would choose their princess as a bride.

“She is doing fine, resting as much as possible. I expect her to give birth in two month’s time.”

Inuyasha tuned out their conversation, gazing out the window. It was nearly sundown and Miroku and Sango should be back soon, after visiting her family for the day. His cousin had managed to find his soulmate pretty early on and even though Sango was hesitant at first, Miroku never strayed. The monk’s still a flirt, but he’s loyal to her.

Hell, his parents and even his brother and sister-in-law were soulmates. While it was a little different for demons, they had mates. Someone they could bind their life span to, a bond that couldn’t be ignored. He had even heard of mates sharing emotions and similar thoughts, that’s how strong the bond was.

He sighed, his heart aching for his own as he leaned on his arm rest, propping his chin up with his fist. Being a prince was great and all, his father encouraged him to learn about more than just the typical Lordly duties, and that he even declared Inuyasha could marry whomever he wanted, title or no title. Even with all of that, he was still the only one around that didn’t seem to have a soulmate. Maybe it was because he was a hanyou, he didn’t know. All he did know was that it was lonely sometimes.

A flash of dark hair, followed by the softest of giggles, appeared in his mind. Straightening, he looked around, his brows furrowed in confusion.

“Inuyasha, is everything alright?” Toga glanced his way, sealing a letter with the royal wax seal. Shaking his head, Inuyasha muttered he was fine, wondering just who that was.

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Three days passed and Inuyasha was still confused about the woman popping up in his thoughts at the most inconvenient times. First, it was her hair and laughter, then he swore he could smell her, the faintest scent of wildflowers fluttering across his senses. A brief glimpse of pouty lips or a cute button nose. Sometimes it would be a whisper of his name, causing him to shiver. It wasn’t until he saw her chestnut gaze while he was eating dinner with his family that he knew something was going on.

“Mother, can you tell me again how you knew Father was your soulmate?” He prompted, taking a bite of the garlic chicken.

“I’ve told you that story about a dozen times and you still don’t remember?” Izayoi giggled as Toga patted her hand, proudly smiling.

“Can you tell me once more?” He asked once more, earning looks from everyone.

“I would love to hear it as well, Aunt Izayoi.” Miroku added and Rin agreed, her little smiling dazzling.

“Of course dears, let me start at the beginning. I was enjoying a lovely afternoon in my garden at my Father’s palace. You all know my dear husband was traveling back and forth between Lady Kimi’s home and our own, discussing matters about Sesshomaru when that very afternoon, I found myself staring into the koi pond with the brightest of golden eyes staring right back at me. I thought I was dreaming!” She laughed, Kagura and Toga smiling at her. “It took me a minute to realize that I wasn’t staring at my own, but his. That was the first time I knew my heart belonged to someone else’s.”

“Now, the thing is, human’s eyes rarely have any strange color, so I knew this man wasn’t human, but I didn’t care. From that day on, I searched everywhere I went for golden eyes. After about a week, I saw flashes of silver as I looked in my reflection, but I never stopped searching.” She continued on, “I found out later, I usually saw images of him whenever he was close, as he would fly over my home whenever he was traveling.”

“I also saw flashes of her in my mind as well, but it took me a little longer to put two and two together.” Toga chuckled, intertwining his hand in hers. “After a few months of traveling and getting Sesshomaru situated, my youkai would call out to her and it was then, I knew she lived in the village. The very next day, I introduced myself to her father, your grandfather, and he almost had a heart attack. He certainly didn’t expect for me, a Lord, to just show up unexpectedly.”

“You had the whole castle in an up heap. Servants were running around, trying to make sure the place was perfect for you.” Izayoi shooked her head, her childlike laughter filling the dining room. “When my father introduced me and I stepped into the throne room, it was as if nothing else mattered. I felt myself being pulled towards you and the moment I looked into your eyes, I knew you were the one for me.”

“And you are my heart, tsuma.” Toga smiled, leaning down to give her a small peck on the cheek. “Son, why do you ask?” Here goes nothing. Taking a shuddering breath, Inuyasha met his brother’s gaze and when Sesshomaru nodded, he spoke.

“I think I’m beginning to see my soulmate.”

“Seriously?” Kagura and Sango asked at the same time, Inuyasha nodding silently.

“Oh my!” Izayoi gasped, while Miroku grinned. Sesshomaru even smirked a little, but Inuyasha knew it was his way of showing his affection.

“This is something to celebrate.” Toga announced, holding up a cup of wine in congratulations. “Do you know who she is?”

“If he did, I think he would know, dear.” Izayoi smiled, patting his arm.

“I don’t. I keep seeing flashes, not like in the mirror like you did and my demon keeps urging me to find her, but I wouldn’t even know where to look. It’s always at the most inconvenient time too.” He sighed, shaking his head sadly.

“It may not be a distance thing as theirs was, but you could have a stronger connection to feelings. I can always feel his emotions, even if he resembles the ice king.” Kagura pointed to her husband, smirking. She isn’t wrong.

“Or, it could be a physical touch thing. I wasn’t even sure Sango was the one until I held her hand.” Miroku chimed in, earning an eye roll from his wife. Lecher.

“Just don’t go around groping every woman’s behind who looks like her.” Sango glared and he had to shake the shiver threatening to crawl up his spine. She was strong enough to take him down on one of his good days.

“So what do I do now?” Inuyasha groaned after a thoughtful moment, his mind filled with way too much information for his liking.

“It will happen when it’s supposed to happen. Don’t try to force it, darling.” Izayoi smiled sadly, everyone nodding along.

Inuyasha let out a deep breath, one he didn’t realize he was holding and looking down at the half eaten plate of food. I hope it happens soon.

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The days passed in a blur, more images filling his mind. At night, whenever the moon was high in the sky, he found himself watching it with a new mindset, more than once the idea of running through the meadow underneath the stars filling his thoughts. As he and his family were preparing for their visit to Wolf Clan, a new image flashed across his mind, making him pause in his packing.

Looking out towards the courtyard, he could’ve sworn he saw a pair of blue eyes staring back at him from the reflection in the mirror. I thought she had brown eyes? Shaking his head, he wanted to scream and call out for her, his demon growling when her image disappeared.

Groaning in frustration, Inuyasha sank to his bed and laid his head in his hands. Why doesn’t she just appear in front of me? Am I seeing the wrong person or maybe she’s dead and reincarnated. I have this incredible urge to reach and protect her, but how am I supposed to do that if I have no idea who or where she is? Snarling, he swiped his claws across his pillows and grimaced at the torn fabric. Great, now Mother will scold me for ruining another pillow.

Sighing, he closed his eyes, willing her to appear and shook his head as he was met with darkness. I better get finished, we should be leaving soon.

After loading up the carriages, he found himself with Miroku and Sango and his Father, while Sesshomaru, Rin, Kagura and Izayoi followed behind in the second one. Kagura was growing bigger by the day and she wanted his mother and her husband with her as much as possible. He wasn’t surprised by her fear that something would happen, this being her first child and all.

“How are you doing?” Sango asked him softly, breaking him out of his thoughts.

“I’m alright, You good over there? Monk can’t be too comfortable on your shoulder.” He snickered as they hit a bump, a small frown of discomfort appearing on her face.

“He does better when he sleeps along the way.” She shrugged lightly. “Are you still seeing her?” He knew exactly what she was talking about and he nodded, feeling tired. It seems I can feel her now too. That has to mean I’m closer to finding her.

“I have faith, son. She’s probably just as eager to meet you as well.” Toga patted his shoulder and he nodded.

“There is something though. I thought she had brown eyes, but this morning I saw blue eyes. How am I supposed to find her if her eyes change colors?”

“Maybe she can change forms, like a kitsune. She could be a demon or a witch that can change how she appears.” Sango suggested, smiling sheepishly.

“Well that doesn’t help me one fucking bit.” Inuyasha grumbled.

“You know your mother doesn’t like that word. But Sango’s right. You don’t know if she is human or demon or anything in between and that won’t matter because you will know when you see her.”

“I just wished it didn’t have to take so long.” He crossed his arms and went back to staring out the window.

“Don’t we all?” Toga chuckled.

The hours passed by as the sun was just beginning to set, the royal family were nearing the Wolf Clan and their kingdom. Taking a whiff, Inuyasha tried and failed to hide disgust on his face at the stench, but whipped his head up when the faintest of wildflowers flitted across his nose.

Popping his head out the window, he saw a large group of villagers and what looked like a market. Sighing, he thought it was too good to be true and his nose was playing tricks on him again when his Father announced that they would be stopping to stretch and allow the horse a break.

Stepping out of the carriage, Inuyasha found himself looking around, nodding at the gaping villagers. This is the part I hate most about traveling. We are normal people like everyone else.

“Son, I think I smell some delicious food. Care to join me?” Toga asked, joining him at his side. “Kagura is craving some sort of spicy food and as much as I can’t stand the thought of burning my tongue, I told her we would search out something for her.”

Chuckling at his sister’s demand, Inuyasha nodded and together, they walked into the crowd. Frowning, he felt this pull towards a large booth serving some type of stew with noodles. Glancing at his father, he pointed his chin in that direction, his mouth beginning to water. What type of food is that? It smells fucking divine.

Arriving at the stall, he met an older woman with dark hair and one gray stripe appearing above her ear. She had kind brown eyes and a soft smile, reminding him of his mother.

“Hello, would you like a bowl of ramen?” She asked brightly.

“What’s ramen?” He asked.

“Here, why don’t you try some and if you like it, you can take a bowl with you.” She laughed, dishing out two small spoonfuls. Looking over at his father, who looked absolutely delighted as slurped down the ramen.

Raising the bowl to his lips, Inuyasha was surprised by how much he loved it. Grinning wide, he gulped down the remaining amount and together, they held out their bowls for more.

She laughed and he tilted his head, the sound familiar. There’s no way this woman is my soulmate. Looking at her eyes, he saw bright brown, but sighed when they didn’t match the beautiful brown he saw in his mind.

“Actually, would you mind if we took some back to our carriage? My daughter in law is carrying and I think this would be perfect for her.”

“Of course, I’ll dish some up for you and your children. How many bowls would you like?”

“I’ll pay for every pot you have!” Toga held out a small bag, the golden coins jiggling around. “Is this a family recipe?”

“Yes! My daughter Kagome makes this as often as possible, starting from scratch almost every week for market day. Speaking of, Kagome dear! Come out, there is another gentleman who would like to compliment your cooking.”

A joyful, proud feeling washed over him and he looked around, hoping he could see if his soulmate was near. It certainly felt as if she was near, her soft giggle echoing in his ears. The triangles twitched and flattened against his head when he didn’t spot her, straightening his back to introduce himself when the woman’s daughter stepped out from behind a curtain.

“This is my daughter Kagome.” The woman smiled, bringing her forward and Inuyasha breathed in the wildflower scent surrounding him. She has to be close, I can practically taste her.

“Hello, Kagome. My name is Toga and this is my son, Inuyasha.” Toga chuckled and stepped back. Frowning at his father’s odd behavior, Inuyasha turned to introduce himself, and he froze, his demon roaring at everything clicked. There, standing in front of him, stood his soulmate, with long dark hair in beautiful waves down her back, pouty lips, a freckled nose and the most striking pair of eyes he had ever seen. Blinking rapidly, he realized one was brown and one was blue, his world falling into place as her name was whispered into his soul.

Kagome.

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tellerluna-stories · 4 years ago

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halo-halo dreams

PAIRING: xiao x reader

GENRE: domestic fluff!! reunions with good food (and perhaps an ice cream date?)

OTHER NOTES: halo-halo is a dessert served here in the Philippines!! its name literally means ‘mix-mix’. i wrote this bc i realised that hey halo-halo has leche flan in it and leche flan looks kinda like almond tofu,, what if we mixed the two,,,, anyways i don’t really eat halo-halo often but if someone ever actually does mix almond tofu n halo-halo I’m willing to try it!!!

TW/CW: n/a.

A/N: this is a belated bday gift for my beloved Tall Best Friend @starrymaidensthings !! she likes xiao and she likes halo-halo so naturally i was like mm yes let’s combine those two MUHAHAHA HAPPY BIRTHDAY ILY

It was no secret that the Vigilant Yaksha did not care for mortal food— his opinion was always the same if he was asked about it. ‘I have no interest in mortal food. Cooking is tedious and the wait is long. The one thing I can manage to stomach is Almond Tofu.’

So when Xiao came to Verr Goldet asking for permission to use the kitchen of Wangshu Inn for a few days, she stared at him as if he’d grown a third eye.

“By all means, you may, but…”

The grim expression on his face discouraged her from asking any more questions, and she settled for asking, “Do you need any ingredients from the kitchen? Let me know so I can order them for you.”

“There is no need; I will provide my own ingredients.” Xiao bowed in thanks, his face and tone of voice absolutely unreadable. Without even a moment’s hesitation, he turned and walked off in the direction of the kitchen, leaving Verr Goldet to marvel in shocked silence.

Suspicion began to sprout in the back of her mind, but she put it aside to process it later; she’d need more proof than the information she had now.

Not long after Xiao had left, Smiley Yanxiao ran out of the kitchen with a terrified expression on his face. “Boss… H-he…. in- in the kitchen……”

“It’s not like you haven’t seen him in the kitchen before.” She tried to reassure him, but the chef shook his head vigorously, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow.

“Yes, but this time it’s different.” Smiley Yanxiao crouched to whisper in Verr Goldet’s ear, his voice trembling with every word. “He’s going to cook.”

“What else would he use a kitchen for? Get back to work, before I deduct from your pay for slacking on business hours.” She irritably flapped a dish towel in his face, causing him to stumble back with a fit of outraged spluttering. “And don’t bother him— it must be important, if he was desperate enough to ask us for a favour.”

His initial superstitious terror was replaced with the true fear of not being able to pay the bills, and so Smiley Yanxiao dragged himself back to the kitchen with a gloomy expression, muttering under his breath of bad omens and great misfortune. With one with as little faith as he, one incident that happened outside of everyday routine was enough to shake him to the core.

“Well, I never.” Verr Goldet leaned back in her chair, glancing at the cat on her desk. “If I didn’t know any better, I would say that Xiao’s gone and fallen in love… either that, or the world’s about to end.”

Wei gave an assertive meow in reply; Verr Goldet nodded in agreement, scratching the cat behind its ears. “We’ll just have to see which one it is, eh?”

Blissfully oblivious to the commotion that was going on outside, Xiao stood at the kitchen table with a piece of paper in hand. It showed some signs of wear and tear, having been folded and unfolded many times; but the ink of the writing was still vibrant and easy to read.

“Milk… red beans…. ube…?” He started to count on his fingers how many more ingredients were required. “So many ingredients needed for a seemingly simple dish.”

Smiley Yanxiao clumsily tiptoed into the kitchen in a hopeless attempt of going unnoticed— but against the battle instincts of an adeptus, the chef stood no chance.

Xiao glanced up as soon as he entered, and an awkward silence fell over the kitchen as Xiao and Yanxiao stared at each other.

“Do you know what these ingredients are, and where I can get them?” Xiao spoke suddenly, holding the paper towards Smiley Yanxiao.

As if the previous ordeal wasn’t enough, the chef was forced to read the entire thing while under Xiao’s watchful gaze; by the time he folded up the paper and returned it to the Yaksha, Smiley Yanxiao was trembling like a leaf.

“Although I’ve heard of most of them, these ingredients seem to be from a completely different region. It would be difficult to get these as we don’t even know if they’re in season or not… perhaps if we ask that adventurer who drops by here once in a while—“ The chef mustered a reply, trying desperately to conceal his trembling hands behind his back.

“That is of little consequence to me.” Xiao’s golden eyes flashed with something akin to motivation, his entire body tensing up slightly. “I said I would provide my own ingredients, and an adeptus does not go back on his word.”

He stalked out of the kitchen, leaving Smiley Yanxiao to comprehend what had just happened.

And so, for the next few days the staff of Wangshu Inn had to deal with the strange antics of the Vigilant Yaksha. He would appear out of the blue with his arms full of all sorts of weird and wonderful foodstuffs and then march into the kitchen without another word. Xiao would then stay in the kitchen for the rest of the day (or night, depending on what time he chose to show up), and then leave as soon as he was finished with what he was working on. Nobody was certain what it was— Xiao would immediately turn his body and cover what he was making if anyone dared to peek.

“What could he possibly be doing?” Smiley Yanxiao grumbled on the evening of the third day, aggressively taking out his frustrations on the eggs he was whisking. “I’ve been working in the same kitchen as him but I haven’t seen a single peep of whatever he’s making. He even makes sure to clean up whatever he leaves so that not a single trace is left.”

“You could stand to learn a thing or two from Xiao. At least he makes sure everything is clean before he finishes up.” Waving a spoon with leftover rice residue in the chef’s face, Verr Goldet clicked her tongue in distaste. “I am aware that I don’t pay you to wash the dishes, but at least try to keep a clean cooking environment for the sake of the guests.”

“He startled me the other evening when I was bringing up the supplies.” Huai’an remarked as he sorted ingredients into storage bins. “I didn’t see him when I was putting them away, so when I turned around he was standing there like a ghost.” The memory of seeing the glowing eyes of the Yaksha’s mask at night was enough to make him shudder, and Verr Goldet put a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

“But don’t you think it’s weird, though…” Smiley Yanxiao paused, his egg whisk poised mid-air. “He always thought cooking was a waste of time. What could’ve possibly made him change his mind…?”

No matter how wild their imaginations were, the staff of Wangshu Inn could not picture the scenario that had brought about the strange circumstances they were now faced with. Silence settled over the kitchen as they pondered what could’ve brought about this change, and this somber atmosphere carried over for the next few days.

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In reality, the reason behind Xiao’s sudden change of heart was quite trivial— in his own opinion, at least.

It had started one cool afternoon, when the leaves had begun to change colours and the wind blew colder than it had before. The two of you stood together atop the highest balcony of Wangshu Inn, enjoying the beautiful day— well, that was what you were doing. According to Xiao himself, he was watching over the land of Liyue; the fact that all his attention was wholly focused on you was a mere coincidence.

“Summer’s almost over…” You remarked as you leaned against the railing of the balcony. “There goes the perfect weather for eating cold desserts.”

“…When the snow is thick enough, we can eat it.”

“Ah, no. Not like that, Xiao— I don’t want you to have to ever eat snow again.” You waved your hands vigorously, alarm evident in your face. “When I said cold desserts, I was thinking of a certain kind of dessert where I’m from…”

You paused, and a strange look crossed your face— a mixture of longing and fondness, with perhaps a little bit of homesickness mixed in. “…It would’ve been nice to eat it with you in such good weather.”

Though Xiao supposedly did not care for the affairs of mortals, he found himself asking, “What is it like?”

“Oh, it’s delicious.” You clasped your hands together in joyous reverie, eyes shining with memories of the sweet treat. “The kind of ingredients change depending on who’s preparing it, but the usual ingredients are things like banana, nata de coco, monggo beans, ube ice cream, leche flan—“

Xiao raised a hand before you could proceed any further with the ever-growing list. “I do not know half of the things of which you speak. If there are going to be any more, just write down the recipe and spare yourself the words.”

“Straight to the point as always. But that’s a good idea- wait, hang on, I have some spare paper.” Your voice trailed off as you scribbled quickly on the little scrap of paper. “You know when I think about it, this could work well with your almond tofu. I should try mixing the two together when I have time…. Here you go.”

Pressing the neatly folded slip into his palm, a soft smile formed on your lips as you closed his fingers over the paper. “Thank you, Xiao.”

Thank you? Why were you thanking him?

“Around this time of the year, I often find myself missing home more and more often. But…” A wry chuckle escaped your lips. “Talking with you has made the homesickness a little easier to bear. Weird, isn’t it?”

“But somehow…” You turned to look at the faraway mountains, a dreamy expression on your face. “You feel like home away from home, Xiao.”

Conqueror of evil, devourer of dreams, protector of Liyue— Xiao had been given many names and titles, both good and bad, and he had accepted them all as they came. They all struck fear into the hearts of those who heard of him, and he had thought it was fine that way. All the more people would distance themselves from him and the karmic debt he had collected over the centuries.

But to be called ‘home away from home’— to be someone who you could find comfort in, even miles away from your homeland…

He was so lost in thought he didn’t realise that he had been staring; you cleared your throat and hid your face in the crook of your arm, trying to hide the slight flush in your cheeks. “…Well, uh— I have to go.”

“Is it already time for you to leave?” The words were out of his mouth before Xiao even realised it.

“Yep. Time flies, huh?” You sighed reluctantly as you slung your bag onto your shoulder. “I’ve got to go somewhere and I might not visit for a while. But hey, who knows— maybe next time I’ll have mastered the fusion of almond tofu and halo-halo. Be my taste-tester then, okay?”

A strange feeling gnawed inside him at the idea of parting so soon- not yet, he wanted to say. He wanted the time to stop in that very moment. Not yet, not yet, not yet.

“I’ll be back soon, Xiao.” You smiled at him fondly, giving his shoulder a firm pat in reassurance. “I already know the drill— call your name if I need help, right?”

“…Come home safe.” He said quietly.

Your eyes began to sparkle in surprise, and the smile on your face grew even wider than before.

“…I will.”

Like the wind that carries autumn leaves to faraway places, you were gone, leaving Xiao with a promise that he knew you would keep.

But even though he had lived hundreds of years, Xiao found that the days spent without you passed more slowly than he recalled them to be. When the sun rose, Xiao found himself thinking of whether you were awake to watch it with him, and when the moon came out he wondered if you were sleeping well.

He tried to distract himself by throwing himself wholly into his duties, and for a while that seemed to work. But the feeling of restlessness grew only stronger with each passing day, and the sun and moon started to become eyesores to look at, for they only reminded Xiao of how much more time he would have to spend without you. In fact, had it not been for the fact that it would’ve been far below his station to do so, he was sorely tempted to shake his spear at the celestial bodies and tell them off with some… choice words.

Then one day an idea occurred to him, one far more beneficial than cursing out the sun and moon for circumstances that they had no control over. Xiao had been sitting at his usual table in Wangshu Inn, listlessly poking at the plate of almond tofu in front of him as he read the little paper in his palm for what must have been the thousandth time.

“Home away from home…” He murmured quietly— and that was when the idea had struck.

It was a simple, wild idea that Xiao would never have even dared to dream of under ordinary circumstances; but in that regard you had his restless state to thank. A strange recklessness and impatience had taken root, and the Yaksha’s usual self-loathing was completely overwhelmed by the feeling of missing you.

It couldn’t be that difficult, now could it?

Xiao marched into the kitchen without even a second thought (after receiving permission, of course), solely focused on one goal and one alone. Ingredients were later procured with the help of Madame Ping and Yanfei (though the latter had asked many bothersome questions about what he was going to do with them), and what couldn’t be found was substituted with local specialties. He had even taken notes on the cooking procedures of the young chef from Wanmin Restaurant when she braved through Jueyun Karst for ingredients— though Xiao admittedly opted to skip a few of her outlandish practices.

Thus armed with a fruit knife and a long-handled spoon, the Vigilant Yaksha faced the fiercest battle of his life in the kitchen against the trial and error of making a dessert he had never even seen, let alone tasted. But each time Xiao failed, his resolve only grew stronger— it was as if each failed attempt would bring you closer, and the day he mastered it was the day you would finally come home to him.

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Almost two weeks after his initial dive into the culinary arts, Xiao finally produced something that he could look at and deem presentable enough for his own standards of perfection.

He sighed wearily, pulling out a chair and resting his head on the kitchen table; the hardest part of making it had been transporting the snow directly from Dragonspine. Even with the help of Madame Ping, it had taken Xiao many melted pots of snow to figure out the most efficient route back. But today he had had the good fortune to encounter the little herb-gatherer of Bubu Pharmacy on the way back, and she had kindly kept the snow frozen till they had to part ways— Xiao made a mental note to gather some herbs later to give to her in thanks.

Briefly, he admired his handiwork; a scoop of purple yam ice cream sat on a pile of clean white snow and milk, surrounded by colorful jellies and red beans. The medley of colours contrasted with the milky white of his signature almond tofu in a manner that was pleasing to the eye— with purple from the ube ice cream, scarlet red beans, golden brown from the flan and the ripe yellow of the mango, the dessert was very festive and colourful, much like your personality. Perhaps he could understand why you were so enthusiastic about this dessert.

“It doesn’t look… terrible.” Xiao remarked, nudging the handle of the spoon with his finger.

It was only too bad that he couldn’t give it to you.

That one thought was enough to sour his good mood, and Xiao momentarily considered going through with the idea of taking his frustration out by yelling at the sun- but he was too worn out.

With a muffled groan, he buried his face in his arms. He’d eat the halo-halo later— it would be a waste of effort to just let it melt.

How many more days of waiting?

“Xiao.“ Like the sound of a distant flute, a familiar voice brought him back to the present. “Xiao.”

Someone must be calling for my help, he thought dimly.

Xiao raised his head and blinked owlishly, then immediately froze upon seeing the person in front of him.

You grinned at him, your eyes sparkling in a way that they never had before. “I’m home, Xiao.”

Had it not been for the fact that his dreams were mostly horrific flashbacks to his time at war, Xiao would’ve thought he was dreaming.

Before he could say anything, your attention was immediately drawn to the dish on the table. “Is that—?”

You unslung your bag and slid into the chair across from him, pulling the glass towards you with gentle fingertips. “Xiao, did you- did you make this?”

Xiao could only muster a vague grunt in affirmation.

“I didn’t even tell you how halo-halo was supposed to look like, yet you replicated it almost perfectly…” You murmured, an look of absolute wonder on your face. “Did you suddenly decide to change your career to being a chef? Was I gone that long?”

“What- no.” He retorted. “This is something I made for no reason. I have no need for eating, so you… you may have it, I suppose.”

“For no reason, I see…” You nodded sagely, obviously not buying his excuse. “But just for the record, I want you to know that I missed you too.”

All the pent-up tension in him melted away like snow- you missed him too? You had missed him?

Your spoon mixed the dessert together almost rhythmically, acting as a beat to the tune of your voice. “I missed you a lot, although it’s a little embarrassing to admit it aloud.” You looked up to give him a sheepish grin. “Even if it was fun to go around and meet new people, I couldn’t stop thinking of you— eugh, wait, that sounds so cliche.”

Hastily, you shoved a spoonful of halo-halo in your mouth before you could say anything even more embarrassing.

Xiao’s heart leapt into his throat. “How… how does it taste?”

You closed your eyes as you chewed, savoring the flavours in deep concentration. “It’s sweet. Not too much and not too little— just the perfect amount. However…”

Beckoning Xiao to lean closer, an unreadable expression twisted your face. He prepared himself to hear the worst; that it was disgusting, it looked strange, he had used spoiled milk— all the worst possible scenarios filled his mind.

But instead of the harsh reprimand he was expecting, a warm whisper breezed into his ear as you murmured, “I still don’t think it’s as sweet as you, Xiao.”

Eh…?

His mind went completely blank, unable to process what he had just heard. A strange warmth filled his chest and rose to his face- could he be—?

“Are you blushing?” Your voice took on a more playful lilt. “Come on, I only told you the absolute truth.”

Xiao ducked his head in an attempt to hide from your observant eyes, but it was too late; you had already seen the faint blush creeping up his face and neck. You giggled slightly, presumably at his unusually shy behaviour.

“It’s a nice day to eat halo-halo outside, Xiao.” In one fluid movement you caught his hand up in yours, swinging it back and forth slightly as you grinned at him. “Shall we go upstairs? It would taste better if we ate it together.”

He could only nod dumbly in reply, his thoughts in complete disarray and distraction at the sight of your smiling face.

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Peeping from around the corner, Smiley Yanxiao, Huai’an and Verr Goldet had somehow miraculously escaped detection as they spied upon- er, observed the exchange between you and Xiao.

“It’s all coming together now,” Verr Goldet muttered. Her hunch had been right all along, but she still couldn’t help but feel absolutely blown out of the water by this revelation. “I had an idea when their visits started to sync up a little too often, but I still can’t believe I was right…”

“Ah, young love.” Huai’an slipped an arm around his wife’s shoulders, giving her a light squeeze. “Reminds me of how we were when I first started courting you.”

Smiley Yanxiao said nothing, but his slack-jawed expression was all he needed to express his shock. The three of them exchanged glances among each other and silently tiptoed away, leaving the couple to enjoy the time they had with each other.

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plaid-shirtsandvibranium-arms · 3 years ago

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STATUS: Back from Hiatus

Okay so first off, a massive thank you to everyone who has been sending me some love over my hiatus. My Discord fam at the Smut Hub especially. Everyone has been so kind and encouraging. You wonderful horny hoes. I love you all.

Second. I have come to accept that I will always have moments that I will need to step back. That I self isolate to recharge myself and that's okay. That I need to shuffle my priorities sometimes. That I need to take a nap. That is all okay.

But I still love writing and I have more stories to tell.

So...

*rubbing hands together and smiling menacingly*

There's gonna be some shit going down on my page. I am an agent of controlled chaos after all. Muhahaha! Anyhoo...

Forgive me for flooding your dashes for a bit. I'm going to be going through my notifications and replying to some of your messages, comments, and reblogs.

My Make It Badass Challenge will be permanently open. Send any entries my way whenever inspiration strikes. I'm always hungry for a strong female lead.

And lastly, porn. I have about 6 fics ready to post. This includes a new Nemesis chapter and a new All You Can Eat chapter. I'm sweating just thinking about them. You can follow and turn on notifications for my side blog (@plaid-sav-armsfics) if you want to be alerted for those.

Consider this your warning:

#status update #hiatus update

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dulce-pjm · 4 years ago

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tag game !

tagged by @jtrbluv !! ty love, i’ve seen this one going around and it looked fun !!

1. what fandoms have you written for (but do not currently)?

i only started writing fanfiction this year, so bts is the one and only lol

2. what fandoms are you currently writing for?

bts !! i think i’ll be sticking to just bts x reader fics during my time here :) (but i am def a big fan of other groups and post about them sometimes !! my other interests can be found through the navi and i’m down to chat/fangirl anytime)

3. how long have you been writing?

like five or six years? i used to write original stories on wattpad in middle school but i have unfortunately forgotten both the username and password to that account and just realized those monstrosities might still be floating around on there oof

4. on which platforms do you post your stories?

just tumblr !! i’m the process of making an ao3 in case something happens to my account, but i probably won’t crosspost unless i have to, just kinda depends

5. what is your favourite genre to write?

def fluff and comedy !!! i enjoy angst but i’m a bit of a method actor in that i deeply feel whatever i’m writing so i normally don’t make it far writing angst lol but i will try one day !!

6. are you a pantser or a planner?

planner for sure !! i have def written fics that weren’t planned, but i tend to feel way better about the ones that i plan out. they flow better when i plan them and when you know where your story is going it’s easier to foreshadow and actually build tension towards the climax and ending !!!

7. one shot or multi-chapter?

it really just depends on the story !!! it’s all in how i envision it tbh. if i see the scenes more as episodic and almost separately working towards the ending, then it’ll probably end up fitting into chapters. but if the scenes and arcs all really rely on each other and flow as a group, then yeah it’s a big one shot !! as a reader, i tend to binge anyway so it doesn’t matter to me lol

8. what is the perfect chapter length in your opinion?

lol again it depends on what suits the story !! and i think it’s fun sometimes for there to be a variety of chapter lengths

9. what is your longest published story? is it complete?

stepsisters and squires at 11.0k, and yes it’s complete !! although my current biggest project is probably going to end up around 15k and if i had to guess, part two will probably be a bit shorter than that

10. which story did you enjoy working on the most?

hmmmm for sure @alpacaparkaseok’s request case closed!! i was being very silly writing it and had a grand time, but takes two to tango is a close second behind !!!

11. favourite request you've have written and why (if any?)

oh well there we go it’s case closed !!! i love some good silly ridiculous romance and i feel like i did an okay job achieving that lol

12. are there reoccurring themes in your stories?

awkward people finding love ???? LOL and lots of overthinking only to realize things aren’t quite as big as they first appeared wait omg yeah that’s it that’s the one lmao. scrolled through my masterlist and it seems that the central conflict is always the main character versus their own mind which is basically my day-to-day life so makes sense i guess

also i’ve accidentally written people talking over each other and then said something like “timing’s funny” right after in two separate fics and needless to say i’m disappointed in myself LOL how did i do that ??? tsk tsk

13. current number of wips?

ahhh i’m not really sure how to count them but i’m like actively writing around four or five, i tend to bounce around and then suddenly binge write an entire one

14. three things you have noticed about your own writing?

hmmm well 1) we’ve learned my characters are too caught up in their own heads (like me muhahaha), 2) i tend to write pretty colloquially even though i have the vocabulary to be more descriptive lol, and 3) even when i don’t mean to i tend to end up writing based off of things i’ve experienced before

15. a quote you like from a published story

lol this isn’t particularly well written or anything i just think it’s funny and i really enjoyed writing this scene. it’s from stepsisters and squires !

“Maybe you can trick the witch!” You suggest, words muffled by the dessert you’re chewing on as you blatantly talk with your mouth open. All manners have been abandoned as Taehyung is eating two eclairs at once, equally focused on the matter at hand. “Well, no, maybe trying to trick a magical scary lady is a bad idea.”

i’m very attached to tae’s character despite him making a very minor appearance and i love his and the oc’s chaotic energy together haha !! i’d like to write him his own spin-off sometime based on their interaction

16. a quote from an unpublished story

hehe imma keep teasing the tae twoshot in the hopes that it makes me ACTUALLY FINISH IT FJKDLSHGLSDKJF anyway ~~~

“Your singing, on the other hand, is just fantastic,” he adds, smirking as he side-eyes you. He suppresses a laugh when he sees your mortified expression. You’re quick to cover it, crossing your arms and feigning pride.

“I know. You guys are lucky I’m not participating in the battle of the bands. I’d crush you.” Taehyung full on giggles then and you don’t hate it all that much. It’s a little squeaky though. But then his eyes light up and he’s grabbing you by the shoulders, a desperate look in his eye.

“Wait, would you wanna join? Because we could really use a mezzo voice, it’d completely change the sound—”

hopefully an official teaser will be dropped soon we’ll see !!!

17. space for you to say something to your readers

thank you guys for being so patient and supportive :( i know i’ve been very sporadic about posting and really haven’t posted at all in like a month and a half. it was very much my intention to write a bunch and then release things on a schedule (and it still is!!) but things have been difficult recently and prevented that from happening. to get to the point, you guys are so great and every piece of feedback and every like and every follow absolutely makes my heart soar. you guys remind me that i’m still capable of writing even when i really don’t feel like it and i appreciate you !! much love <333

tagging @softbobamilktae and @hyungieyoongi my go-to’s lol (sorry if you’ve already done it !!!)

#tag game #jtrbluv

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nutslovesdolts · 7 years ago

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My take on Demon Pyrrah (holiday part II)

(I may just make this a continuous thing, not sure yet, I liked how the last one cane out though)

-this is after the events of the last one

Jaune: *after bringing Pyrrah some breakfast up to the bedroom* I made some eggs and bacon, also a glass of juice... I'm, a, not really sure what demons eat so I hope its ok

Pyrrah: *attempts to sit up but is sore literally everywhere from last night* HAHA FOOLISH ow... MORTAL ow... WE CONSUME owww... blood of the innocent ow... and... ... that does smell really good actually...

Jaune: *placing the tray at her side and chuckling* I meen, the eggs could have been the bodys and souls of the unborn, and the bacon was probably once an innocent piggie so... the juice is... do plants have feelings?

Pyrrah: *smiles* good enough for me haha... ... hmm

Jaune: is something wrong?

Pyrrah: ... this... is not how any of this is usually supposed to go...

Jaune: in what way? Banging the person you're supposed to be terrorizing?

Pyrrah: *turning as red as her hair* YES THAT... also.. I'm not so sure people usually cook their demons breakfast haha...

Jaune: well, I'm sure you'll find some way to get to me, but until then, we don't really have to be enemies, do we?

Pyrrah: *giggles* I guess not, the rules weren't exactly specific on the matter... I'll be around for a while... by a while... I meen until you die...

Jaune: well then I'm happy to have you haunting me *puts his hand down on Pyrrah's thigh by accident*

Pyrrah: OW!

..............

Pyrrah: MUHAHAHA

Jaune: what did you do now?

Pyrrah: I HAVE CURSED ALL DOORS AND WINDOWS TO SWING OPEN WHILE YOU SHOWER AND CHANGE, SO YOU WILL NEVER FEEL PRIVACY HAHAHAHAHA

Jaune: Nice, but...

Pyrrah: ...

Jaune: I live alone, minus you of course, in the middle of the woods, who would be out here to see me?

Pyrrah: I... bu... hmmm... ... the animals...?

Jaune: but there already naked

Pyrrah: *hanging her head* I know....

Jaune: good try though, if I lived in a city or town that would be pretty evil

Pyrrah: one day?

Jaune: mabye one day

............

Later that day

Jaune: I'm gonna go shower, you try to think of some other ways to minorly inconvenience my like ok?

Pyrrah: they're supposed to me more then minor...

Jaune: hey they'll get better, just believe in yourself

Pyrrah: ... you realize you are basically telling me I'll get better at ruining your life right?

Jaune: well so far it's been better with you in it haha, I'm gonna shower

Pyrrah: *blushing again*

........

Jaune: *completely nude and washing himself in water Pyrrah had cursed to always steam up the mirrors*

Pyrrah: *walking into the bedroom holding some spices from the pantry, completely forgetting about her curse on doors and windows* hey do you have any allergies to anything? I wanted to

*spots Jaune in the steam filled room body glistening from the water* *her face goes red again and she drops the spices*

Jaune: hmm not that I can think of... *notices Pyrrah's expression and smirks* although I think cute red headed demons might be allergic to ME, they always seem to freeze up and stare whenever I'm around

Pyrrah: ... *gets a bloody nose regardless of being a literal demon* I... wh...ca...

Jaune: we are you just gonna stand there?

Pyrrah: *already having taken her armor off* I... shut up and move over

.........

*hours and hours of an intense steamy shower later*

Pyrrah: *after having been pinned to the wall unable to move from pleasure for almost 13 hours, eyes rolled back and barely in touch with anything other then the shower* I... JaUNe.... I.... AH.... neED... a bREAk...

Jaune: *stopping and shutting off the water, picking her up* and wrapping him in his towel* ok, do you want something, water or some tea?

Pyrrah: *trying to catch her breath* yeah... *still shaking a bit* I want... some self control... and... to... ugh... ...

Jaune: ... uh... *placeing her on the bed*

Pyrrah: tea... sounds... lovely...

Jaune: *smiling* I'll go make some

Pyrrah: *grabbing his wrist* d..on't be... too long... please... also don't make it as hot as you like it, my tongue still hurts from the cocoa...

Jaune: *smirking* right, THATS the only thing your tongue hurts from haha, also born of fire my butt

Pyrrah: *even more red and laughing* s..hut up haha... also born in it does not meen we drink it haha

Jaune: lucky you then

Pyrrah: how so?

Jaune: well... inside... and out, you're just about as hot as I like my cocoa hehe

Pyrrah: *hiding her face under the blanket and visibly steaming* aaaaaaahhhh..... b... but...

Jaune: I'll go make your tea

............

*by the time he came back she was already asleep, he got into bed next to her and shut off all the lights*

............

*Pyrrah wakes up to some the smell of warm oatmeal and more juice and to Jaune's smiling face*

Jaune: Mornin Pyrrah

Pyrrah: Hey Jaune *trys to sit up* uhh...

Jaune: ... are you ok?

Pyrrah: I can barely move my lower body... I'm so sore... uhhh...

Jaune: I'll be right back

*comes back with a stack of ice packs filled with snow from outside the house*

Jaune: here

Pyrrah: *once again blushing like crazy* t..thank you... I... ... I think we need to calm down with this...

Jaune: *laughing* hey, your the one jumping on me hahaha

Pyrrah: oh yeah... sh!t...

Jaune: well, I'm heading to the store, want anything?

Pyrrah: HAHA FOOLISH MOR... ow... TAL I REQUI... Ow!... URE... no... sustenance... I...

Jaune: soooo coffee?

Pyrrah: ... yes please...

...............

(So here's another, no clue if its any good cuz I never reread em, I might keep doing these because I can do them on my phone and don't have to worry about my computer, so yeah, hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful day/night depending on where you are)

#rwby #pyrrah nikos #demon pyrrah #jaune x pyrrha #jaune #jaune arc #rwby jaune #rwby pyrrha #rwby ships #so yeah #have fun?#arkos #rwby arkos #I forgot to tag arkos...

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forgottenpasta · 7 years ago

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i sent u an ask yesterday but ig u didn't get it?? 🤔 so now i have to put on my suga genious cap and remember it. WAT I SAID: i'm getting some vv satisfying images ft. reader full on ugly subbing—snotty tissues, strawberry faced, tears everywhere. 🤧👏 and the boys wondering wtf is happening? "what we do wit it? what it eat? do we walk it?" then she starts throwing mucus filled kleenex at them and they all have tiny heart attacks! MUHAHAHA they shall bow down to their queen XOXOXO 💕 — véy

They will all have serious panic attacks the day y/n breaks down into hysterical sobbing, trust me. Their instincts will scream at them to stop whatever’s hurting their mate asap. That’s the reason why Namjoon couldn’t handle her crying and kissed her to make her stop honestly. Idk if anybody caught onto that.

#vèy anon #answered #i saw two more asks yesterday that I can’t now #I guess they went to tumblr black hole

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drchiropterajones · 7 years ago

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So I’ve just got up to the bit in Inquisition with the Wardens at Adamant fortress, and the writing of DAI has made the exact same misstep twice now, for my taste at least, and I have some thoughts.

Spoilers and Opinions incoming.

So the plot of both the mages at Redcliffe and the Grey Wardens is broadly the same thing: you know, some slimy Venatori agent manages to dupe a normally good/benevolent organisation (via their badass female leader, both times, no less) into entering into a bad bargain that will end with them mentally enslaved to Corypheus.

I like so many of the basic ideas, and yet I find the execution lacking. The problem is that both Alexius and Erimond are SO BLEEDINGLY OBVIOUSLY EVIL. Like, come on! The game doesn’t give either of them any subtlety or charisma or cleverness, and it doesn’t outright confirm that Fiona was influenced by blood magic. The Venatori just twirl their mustaches and go “Yeah Clarel/Fiona, you should totally sign all the mages up to be Tevinter serfs/have half your people kill the other to summon a demon army, it’s the only way, muhahaha, wait until my master hears about this”.

It ends up making both Fiona and Clarel look like complete idiots because they fell for it. And it undercuts what they seem to be trying to do with the whole ‘good people doing bad things because they think it’s the only choice’ thing.

It’s like... the game wants to have interesting complex grey morality, and villains who are sympathetic and have good reasons for what they do and are arguably good people. But it just can’t let go of the need to have an unquestionable villain that you don’t need to feel bad about killing. And then once it has that unquestionable villain behind the scenes manipulating the ‘good’ people into being antagonists, it can’t help but let said unquestionable villains take centre stage and push the grey antagonists into the background. It’s trying to have its cake and eat it too, and it just ends up with, like... a half eaten cake?

If I were writing this as a story, I’d fix the Wardens part by A) pushing Erimond way into the background, so the player wouldn’t meet them until later down the plotline. And B) giving Erimond some god-damn charisma and the ability to lie convincingly. Let Clarel’s wardens lead with the whole ‘but the Calling, we need to end the blights, demons are the only way’ and let them make a good case justifying it, don’t introduce us to the concept by having Erimond twirl his mustache at us. Play Erimond as a brutally pragmatic ally of Clarel’s, only revealing him as Venatori near the end. Make it believable that he actually duped this woman, by not making him visible as The Bad Guy from 100 miles away.

That’s how I’d do it, anyway.

I like the moral greyness of DA:I. I just find the game gives strange things focus sometimes and it clashes with what they seem to be trying to achieve.

#Dragon Age: Inquisition #da:i spoilers #spoilers #nitpicky complaining #writing stuff

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saphiraalove · 7 years ago

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Munday Meme (I know. It’s not Monday.) (If you’re not comfortable doing this then dw. Copy and paste, and be sure to add in your own answers and tag some friends!)

General Info: ♡ Preferred name: Saphi/yuki ♡ Age: 24 ^.^ ♡ Pronouns: she ^^ ♡ Sexuality: pansexual

♡ Height: i am 5.2 ^.^

♡ Hair colour: dark brown trust me i wish i could go pink but id look weird so saphi is for that !

♡ Relationship status:no one im single not even married ingame Q.Q Favourite Things: ♡ Favourite colour: Pink <333

♡ Favourite song:Boring answer but i am open to absolutly any type of music out there and what i listen to change depending onmy mood or what i want to listen to at the time i have 10000 playlist <333 ♡ Favourite band none because of the answer above <3 ♡ Favourite youtubers: neebs gaming and angryjoe ♡ Favourite food: Pizza and Poutine wich i had to learn to do myself because its only in quebec and ive only been there once and got addicted to that thing XD ♡ Favourite family member: all of them <333 ♡ Favourite bird: mine because i do own one its a cute lovely blue bird <3 ) i dont know what race he is i know i suck >////< ) ♡ Favourite animal:Deffinetly cats their amazing ^.^ so cuddly and fluffy always there whenever you need to snuggle and your lonely seeking some kind of warm company ♡ Favourite celebrity: jackie chan ♡ Favourite time of day: Nightime im a nigh owl i dont feel really awake during the day im gonna have alot more energy at night then day time not sure why XD

♡ Favourite holiday(s): deffinetly Christmas i just love it so much and im the first to build my tree on like end of november and annoy everyone XD with songs and stuff and i also leave my tree/decoration all the way to february XD !!!! ♡ Favourite season: Summer ♡ Favourite fruit: whats fruit ??? XD !!!! kidding kidding prob uuh ♡ Favourite flower: Roses ♡ Favourite emoji(s): 💖 ♡ Favourite app:Only Discord and Twitch and Crunchyroll

♡ Favourite hobby: video games dancing playing my violin watching movies and tv shows along with animes <333 ♡ Favourite country: Japan ♡ Favourite weather: Clear blue sky with a big bright sun <3 ♡ Favourite element: Fire/Wind ♡ Favourite language: Japanese my native language Name of: ♡ Name of your crush: None at the moment <33 ♡ Name of your pet(s):My cat hes so amazing and i love him to death always there to cuddle and snuggle with oooor to annoy me every morning so i wake up >.> lmao and my Blue Little bird ( wich i really need to find out what he is ) ♡ Name(s) of your best friend(s): I dont really have a best friend or real life friend i am a way too buzy with work kind of girl XD but i love all my tumblr friends <33 on here and online friends on FF14 <333 dont feel the need to tag because you silly butts know i love you all <333 This or That? ♡ introvert or extrovert: i am not sure IRL i am really really shy and will keep to my corner but online ill just talk to everyone and chase people wanting to hug them and stuff and be cute and lovable XD so complete oposite of my real life self ♡ nerdy or sassy: Nerdy ♡ tall or short: meeeh dont matter or maybe it does is supose so im just gonna say both ^.^ ♡ looks or personality: Personality because i am pan i dont care what people look like at all XD and you can be super SUPER pretty but have an horrible personality like the WORST ♡ homesick or traveler: Traveler im actually moving non stop because of my real life job XD

♡ musician or artist: i would say both because creating music is part of being an artist in some ways so .... ♡ woods or city: wood i really like to country sides and to be alone quiet in a nice little haven ♡ tv or youtube: Deffinetly youtube i barely watch TV ♡ phone or computer: my PC ♡ family or money: Family cuz i know all too well money dont really make you happy it sure helps making life easier tho >.> ♡ books or movies: both they both really entertain me and help me escape some real life stress and i LOVE to read <3 ♡ food or sleep: …Food i would eat ALLL DAY XD + im asian fast metabolism i cant get fat muhahaha ;3

Tagged by: @castleoftherose <333 there now you know alot of stuff about meh <3 XD

Tagging: @eorzeanincubus @ofthefirstbrood @akuasnow

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bijoumikhawal · 8 years ago

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I really like chapter 3 of Flower Lungs!

Okay, so in the beginning of this chapter we have Olga climbing the fence and Hilbert calling her an idiot after showing her the easier way that he found, as well as the comment that she was losing her touch. This is specifically in reference to the fact that the two of them enjoy going places they aren’t supposed to, and abandoned buildings carry a lower risk of arrest. Dmitri’s concern over this is that he isn’t sure how much longer he’ll be around, and he doesn’t want her to die and join him till she’s an old lady with 26 cats and a wife. In the original draft of the chapter, when Dmitri called her a fool I was additionally making reference to a certain card game, but ended up changing it for grammatical reasons.

After this, Olga calls him “Пчелкa”, meaning little honey bee. She calls him this because 1) he’s a hard worker, and 2) he’s got a sweet tooth, so honey. She also implies that he hasn’t told her much about his life recently, aka “after the accident”, which I won’t reveal much about because that’s a SPOILER, but I’ll say one thing; the accident happened before Dmitri’s ex-husband revealed his true colors and became notably abusive.

Winders I haven’t gotten around to describing in the story, but they’re essentially four arms and a head fused together with some mechanical parts, and they’re called Winders because they twist people’s heads and arms off to make new Winders.

Have fun sleeping.

After this, Olga and Dmitri have a conversation about his complicated love life. In this, Olga shows… some kinda discriminatory tendencies about vampires that will be touched in later. She’s not outwardly mean to any of them on purpose, but she’s a lot like Eiffel in that she says mean shit without realizing it’s mean. (MUHAHAHA, FOILS). Dmitri mentions that he picks up on the fact that Eiffel isn’t completely honest about shit, like how and why he came to this city. (Again, touched on later). Olga pesters Dmitri about his love life some more, because she doesn’t know the full extent of what Dmitri’s ex hubby did to him, and ends up coming off to Dmitri as being trivializing. Now, Dmitri isn’t avoiding dating because of Vincent in his mind, it’s more that he’s convinced Death won’t keeps its deal, but Vincent is a factor because he doesn’t want to drag anyone into that shitstorm.

Olga also noted that Dmitri’s mental health has been horrible since he got out of said relationship, and mentions that he never goes to Shabbat or any community events anymore (Including Jewish community events and Queer community events). This is largely I have absolutely horrible mental health, but go to Shabbat services every Friday unless I can’t help it, so I feel Dmitri would be similar, and that makes this a very very bad sign. Dmitri deflects this by pointing out an entrance into the building they are technically breaking into, and she warns him that she isn’t done before stepping inside.

Dmitri, once inside experiences a moment of calm induced by the internal aesthetic, which is a mood because whenever I’m out in nature, I feel wayyy less anxious and depressed. Dmitri balks at the stairs, which are rusty, and Olga points out a ladder. Dmitri doesn’t like that either, as he is afraid of heights, but does it to make her go along with it too. Olga swears she’ll catch him on her lesbianness, which is one of the most iconic lines I’ve probably ever written.

Dmitri proceeds to climb up the ladder, and it’s noted that the office they go inside is labeled “Director William Carter”. This might be important later, I will not say, but it felt fun to include. Olga shows him a dragon egg, and Dmitri is immediately concerned about what the hell theyre gonna do. The egg starts hatching, and they both grab at each other in fear in a sweet sibling moment.

Olga is immediately taken with the tiny dragon, wrapping it in her obligatory Butch Flannel tm, and Dmitri mutters that she has a weakness for large baby eyes, which is basically how she got her cat Ari, which literally means lion. The chapter ends with her walking down the stairs and telling Dmitri to go eat a dick, and that it would be fun.

#cipher talk #alexander hilbert #Olga volodin #I did my best

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dwollsadventures · 8 years ago

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Oho, there's a secret pattern here, one only I know! muhahaha.

Vampire Drakon - Like other drakones, they have venom which increases bleeding, but these guys have perfected the art, evolving to solely feed on blood. Act like a bogey to all southeastern mediterranean villages. Clurichaun - Commonly mistaken for leprechauns, these buggers are lazy drunkards. Because of their similar appearance, the clurichaun's nightly binges get placed on the humble leprechaun. Moroi - They've already been shown, but this one's got better looking legs. If it wasn't obvious enough, they're filled with gases, which, if shot with a flaming arrow or bullet, can cause a small explosion. Commonly mistaken for revenants. Kikimora - Slavic housegod, female version of both Leshy and Domovoi. Both are anthropoid shaped waterbirds, like herons. Imitates house gods. Key signs it's a kikimora: doesn't have a sense of organization, leaving pots and pans everywhere. Also they sound like mice scratching, cause sleep paralysis, start electrical fires, and drink blood from chickens. Despite imitating house gods for food, they're often married to them. Leshy's wife are more like cormorants, with webbed feet and lives in the swamp. Likes to haunt houses. Swamp variety also builds nests for Leshy in bodies of scarecrows. Raven Mocker - Cherokee witch spirits that flies around the southeastern US. Looks like a man-sized furry bat, but can glamour itself to look invisible or like an old hag. Kills people, eating their heart and stealing their lifespan. Feared and envied by other Cherokee witches. Can be killed by powerful shamans. Spotted near Flatwoods, West Virginia. Kludde - A dutch water spirit. Most depictions make it look wolf-like, but if it was a river spirit wouldn't it make more sense to be otter or mink-like? Pigwidgin - Smallest variety of sprite. And the grindylow, which hasn't changed that much. Decided to make the back legs the grabby arms, since what with frog's normal proportions it'd be sensible to exaggerate that instead of the forelimbs.

#folklore #creature design #drakon #vampire drakon #clurichaun #leprechaun #moroi #vampire #kikimora #raven mocker #flatwoods monster #kludde #pigwidgin #sprite #grindylow #myth stuff

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Valentine's Day is coming, what would the chocobros do for their S/O? :D

I had to get this typed up today! Happy valentines guys! (If you’ve read this you’re now my valentine, no take backs! Muhahaha, ily!) ❤ Anyway, read on and spend your valentines with your favourite chocobro! (Or if you’re like me, all of them…)

Noctis:

- Hey shall we gocheck out that dungeon for valentines? Just kidding. Kinda.- Noctis would give you your card and you’d give him his, but before you canopen yours he’d make an excuse to leave the room.- Little do you know he literally just lingers outside of the door, out ofview.- Anyway, you open your card waiting for him to get back, but something fallsout of it.- A slip of paper lands in your lap, but you pick it up to see it’s a poem.- Handwritten. In Noctis’ loopy scrawl.- He’s written you a poem.- And what’s more, it’s really good.- About how you met, how much he cares about you, the way he adores how youlook and just how you are.- It’s all sappy and mushy and it’s just everything he wishes he could say toyour face without it sounding muddled and a hell of a lot less eloquent.- And then from the corner of your eye you spot the little bin he has in hisroom, filled to the brim with crumpled up paper that was extremely similar toyours.- How long had he spent on it? Getting frustrated and no doubt worked up intoan angry defiant ball as he so usually did. But he persevered because he justso badly wanted to tell you exactly how he felt but he sucks at speaking faceto face about that kind of stuff.- You’re emotional just thinking about how much work he had to have put intothis one slip of paper.- “Shit, are you crying?”- His voice startles you, and you look up to see him walking over to youhurriedly.- “I’m sorry if it’s not great, I tried.” - “No silly, it’s… it’s wonderful, thankyou.”- “Oh… oh well, I’m glad you like it.” - He’d go into bashful mode at your gratitude, which is why he left the room inthe first place because he didn’t want to be all awkward for you.- But his pulse is racing and his heart is singing because holy shit they like it.- And all those hours he put in didn’t matter, because he’s just happy to knowthat you know how he really feels, and that you’re happy.

Prompto:

- You’d go over to see Prompto in the morning, but find hedoesn’t seem to actually be in his house. He doesn’t answer when you call him. Instead,you find a picture taped to his bedroom door.- It’s a picture of… the kitchen?- You head on over to the kitchen holding the photograph, and look exactlywhere he took the picture to see another photo with a heart shaped chocolatenext to it.- This is a scavenger hunt! - This picture shows the sofa in the living room area, so you hurry on over toit.- Just as expected, there’s another photo and yet another heart shapedchocolate.- So cute.- This time this was a photo of the table behind you, but in the corner therewere words written in the hand you recognised so well. - ‘Getting warmer!’- You turn to the table to see yet another photograph and of course, a heartshaped chocolate to accompany it.- Lifting the photo you recognise that it’s a picture of Prompto’s bedroom.There is more writing on the photo in the same scrawl.- ‘Nearly there now!’- You rush to the bedroom, wondering what you might find, and open the door.- There, right in the middle of the bed is your adorable boyfriend, looking really pleased with himself.- On his lap is a huge teddy bear – so cliché but so adorable.- “You found me!” He’s so excited, his blue eyes bright with excitement.- “I did!” You’d go to join him on the bed, and he hands over the teddy bear toyou.- “Happy valentines! Oh and I also got you this…” His voice trails off a littleat the end and you can tell he is suddenly nervous.- He hands you something in a small brown paper bag. Curious, you slide theobject out of the bad and into your palm.- It’s an adorable photo of the two of you, looking incredibly happy together.The photo itself is in a silver frame, decorated with cutesy hearts. - “I… I hope it’s alright. It’s my favourite photo.” He’s fiddling with the bedcovers, barely able to keep contact cause damnit he’s just so nervous.- Your heart could burst, this boy is the cutest!- He beams as you tell him you love it.- Best valentines ever.

Gladiolus:

- Gladio would act like normal for the morning.- He’d give you a card of course, but say he has nothing planned.- You’d be a bit disappointed, but what can you do? - He’d even go off to do his usual workout routine. Maybe valentines just wasn’this thing?- So you’d go on about your day as normal, until the night fell.- Suddenly Gladio’s face has lit up, he’s all smiles as he asks you to comeoutside with him.- “Wha- but it’s night time?”- “Come on!” He’d urge so you’d get up to follow him.- Outside there are… candles? There’sa large candle every so often in the road, and you can see the trail lead offinto the distance with a soft glow. You look back at Gladio in bewilderment.- “You didn’t think I’d forget did you?” He is grinning, folding his arms andlooking rather pleased with himself.- “You did all that?” You gesture incredulously.- “Well, I only set them out earlier, I enlisted the help of three friends tolight them all.” He remembered how much complaining Noctis had done. It’s okay, my lover is worth it.- Gladio took your hand and you set off walking under the blanket of the nightsky, walking past one of the candles every now and then. - “Here, I also got you this.”- “Oh, what is it – Gladio.”- He’s handed you a small survival tool kit.- “It pays to be prepared. And it will put my mind at ease.” He insisted.- You roll your eyes at him but you have to stifle a giggle. Typical Gladio.- Finally you get to the end of the candle lit path, where a lovely bunch ofroses are waiting for you. - Gladio would wrap his warm jacket around you suddenly, taking you into hisbig strong arms.- “Did I fool you then?”- “You certainly did.” You told him, pulling him down for a kiss.- He pulls away with that cheeky smirk in place, a glint in his eye.- “What…?” You ask wearily.- “I always wondered what it would be like to go… al fresco.”- “Gladio!”- His laugh is infectious and soon you join in. - But hey, if you’re down with the idea he definitely is.

Ignis:

- This guy will play to his strength and cook you the most amazing meal you’ve ever had, and that’ssaying something since you eat his cooking a lot.- He’d have it all ready for you by the time you arrive, the table beautifullyset and – of course – candle lit. - He’d spoil you rotten the entire day as well, massages, food and drink, youname it.- He’d also really love the gift you got him, and chuckle at the very soppycard (which by the way, he’d never get rid of).- When he hands you his card, you realise he has hand made it. It’s lovely andelegant and so Iggy, but so you atthe same time.- When you finish the meal, he’d come round to your side and offer you his handto dance with him. - Even if you protest that you suck, he’ll let you stand on his toes and he’dguide you.- All he wants is to be close andintimate with you damn it.- He’d press you against him as you danced, needing to feel you close.- He’s also really good.- It would be slow and sensual, you’d be hyper aware of the way his fingertipsdrifted over your arms, rested at the small of your back, trailed over yourjawline with feather light touches…- “I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this at all… but you are truly beautiful.”- “You may have mentioned it once or twice.” You’d tease him, to which he’dsmile fondly.- “It never hurts just to be sure.” - Near the end of the song he’d dip you down in a classic move so smooth withhis hands steadying you, your thigh round his hip.- And he’d give you a little smirk before bending down to kiss you hard.- When you’re finally up right, you’re giving him such bedroom eyes it unreal.- You know he understands as his smirk turns into a full blown grin.- “Shall we?” And with that he’d lead you to the bedroom.

#headcanon #final fantasy headcanons #final fantasy 15 #final fantasy xv #ffxv #prompto argentum #ignis scientia #noctis lucis caelum #gladiolus amicitia #Ignis stupeo scientia #prince noctis

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