#Writing.🐠

[aswaki]

i could take matthew no prep (i am half his size and delusional)

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aahh stop because im tiny (its so weird to be saying this) so i think about this a lot too. imagine taking him in full and raw as well!!! (but safe sex!!! i'm on pills!!!) matthew would so fucking cocky if he knows you want to take him on, no prep, raw, and all. he likes knowing you're shorter than he was since he was usually the small guy in the group. he'd be so obsessed when showing off his strength and skills with you. (and you love it!)

seok matthew x reader | flashfic | explicit (minors dni)

contains: fem!reader, brat!reader, dom!matthew, size difference (reader mentioned being smaller/shorter), no prep, rough sex, pet names ("pretty girl", "good girl", "brat")

“i promise, i can take it!” you exclaimed, fluttering your lashes. they moved as if they were butterfly wings trying to impress a potential mate. sensual, alluring, pretty.

“i need you.” you were so horny. you could take anything. you’d literally do anything.

matthew was concerned at first since you were pleading to go straight at it— to just have his dick inside you —but the incessant begging dissolved all traces of it. 

“you don’t need anything— you want it.” his hand circled your wrist to stop you as you made an attempt to reach the band of his sweatpants. you whimpered when he touched you.

“oh no, pretty girl, you don’t get to touch.” he continued to speak. the tone of his voice was so low that it made your insides flip. your gazes met. you could see his gaze darkening. on matthew’s end, he could see excitement swirling in your eyes as he got rough with you.

“please,” that was all you could say before matthew suddenly pushed you to the bed. given your size and his strength, it made this easy to do. things happened so fast that it amazed you that you didn’t get a whiplash.

the pillows cushioned your fall. his body loomed over you while you were laying down. his boxers were discarded quickly as his sweats were. it revealed how his erection stood, almost angrily. your mouth almost watered at the sight. you wanted to grab it, to feel his intimidating cock like you were taming it.

“no touching. only i get to feel you,” matthew said like he could read your mind. before you knew it, your dress was bunched up to your waist. your damp panties were exposed to him. you would be embarrassed by how wet you were but your arousal didn’t make you give a fuck about anything at the moment.

matthew used his teeth to drag your panties. the feel of his lips and teeth bloomed goosebumps across the flesh it trailed down. noises left your mouth as the cool air hit your pussy. you bucked your hips at the sensations— he wasn’t even inside of you.

his hand finally did get to touch you as he gripped your hip. he lined himself to your entrance and thrusted his cock in. his lips parted, enjoying how good it felt to be in you.

your whines got worse as his girth stretched you out with no warning or whatsoever.

“take it like a good girl and stop whining,” he warned you as he pushed his entire length in. your walls quickly clamped around his cock. tears threatened to spill out of your eyes. you didn’t want them to fall. you had to hold on to the end of your promise (“i can take it!”).

by now you should have been accustomed to his size but it’s been a while since you’ve done this and he was just so big. his name left your lips repeatedly like an incantation so that your tightness would be malleable to his girth.

before you closed your eyes, you could see matthew smirking down at you. cockiness written on his face as he moved inside of you.

“what happened, huh, pretty girl? you wanted this so bad five minutes ago.” his words were kind but his tone held a sneer to it.

you reached out to touch his chest— to relish his closeness? to make him stop? you didn’t know. all you knew was that you wanted to touch him so you did.

want. want. want. it was all about your wants.

“what do you not understand, brat? i said- no touching,” matthew said gruffly. each word was punctuated with sharp, brutal thrusts. you gasped when he grabbed your wrists. you wriggled as he placed your hands above you, trying to be free from his hold.

“no m-” your words were drowned out by your moans as pleasure washed over you. matthew's hand left your hip. instead, he let his free digit be in contact with your clit. his finger circled it as his cock slid inside of you. your body shivered.

the both of you knew that you actually liked him being rough with you; how he can manhandle you with ease. your faux defiance were futile to his ears.

“you said you could take it, so prove it.”

[zhongrin]

Welp, you know how in some manhwas etc, there is a plot where main character dies in one of the time lines, and their only friend or dear person, was their Butler or Maid?

Yea

This concept but Zhongli and Reader : )))))

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◇ tags ◇ yandere

◇ a/n ◇ O H N O M Y H A N D S L I P P E D-

𝑚𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡 ⬙ 𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

the world is grey and dark ever since your funeral.

endless rain pours from the sky from behind your now-ownerless bedroom windows. your favorite curtains are nowhere in sight, already thrown out along with all the other possessions you treasured. the room has been stripped bare of you, yet your butler still manages to find the tiniest bit of peace from reminiscing in the lifeless setting.

he remembers how you always liked seeing the rain falls in the afternoons, with your book of choice and the tea he brews. you told him the sound makes you relax and the cool air is a welcome change to the dry sun. he thinks it's ironic for the sun to admire the rain and clouds, but then again you were always more of a wallflower and disliked being put on a spotlight.

his gloved hand briefly caresses your favorite armchair, a heavy sigh leaving his lips.

zhongli was a competent butler. never in his life he would be caught slacking off like his - at least, that is, before you were violently ripped away from his side. you, his master. you, the one he swore his loyalty to. you, who called him your one and only friend in this cold and ruthless high society you're forced to take part in.

you, the love of his life that he had sworn to protect and watch over at all cost.

... for the first time since he was promoted to a butler, he failed at his job.

if he closes his eyes, it feels like he could still see your smile. hear your giggles. her your name calling him, with that endearingly playful tone full of affection.

"-li."

yes, just like that. the way his name curls your tongue is so unique to you. no one can ever replicate the warmth that blooms inside his chest when he hears you refer to him by his name and not his title.

"zhongli."

you always call upon him as a friend, a confidant, and not a servant. and so can you blame him for slowly but surely finding comfort in your beautiful voice? for being so hopelessly enamored when you ask him to brew you tea or tell you stories about his past before being a butler of yours?

"zhongli!"

his eyes snap open and he freezes. your wary smile greets him and the tall male blinks several times.

did he... fall asleep? was this a dream? but the weight of the teapot on his hand feels far too vivid to be a dream, and the world is far too full of colors.

"are you okay? do you feel sick?"

the warm and soft hand resting upon his forehead. the scent of you. the worried frown between your eyebrows. the downturned curves of your lips-

"no, master."

"are you sure?? it's rare for you to space out like this. do you need to take a break? if so i can always dismiss you for the da-"

"no!" he said a little too loudly for his liking, and it seemed to have surprised you just as it surprised himself. he shifts on his legs and clears his throat, a smile naturally spreading; an easy feat, since he was within your presence, "please, let me stay by your side. who would take care of you if not me?"

"very true," you hum, a momentary sadness crossing over your features, and he knows you're thinking of the other residents in your home who would be more than happy seeing you die tomorrow.

he would know. he's seen them hold a toast upon your demise.

you sat back down in your armchair and he leans over to pour you your tea, smile widening when you thank him with that sweet lilt in your voice. he allows himself to indulge just a little bit as he retreats, softly inhaling your scent. only then he realizes the extent of how much he misses you.

he doesn't even care if this turned out to be just some sort of a hyperrealistic dream.

this time he'll make sure to take care of everything that threatens your safety, without fail.

perhaps he should start with those no-good people you call 'family'.

© zhongrin | 2022 ◆ no repost. reblogs much appreciated. feel free to reach out to submit suggestions, feedback, comments, or if you just want to talk!

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[minevn]

Would you love me if I were a worm? Mine- SMAU

[erwinsvow]

I’ll just be here writing a few sentences like this and not knowing where to go with it <3

[herebecritters]

Can we get more Geshtu art ? he's my favorite one (love the other 2 but I can kinda relate to him but with bubble tea instead)

I can absolutely give you more of my Nosferatu preacher man

Dude can’t go out without sunglasses, too damn bright on the surface. He even wears them indoors like a weirdo.

Catch him alone in his blood mill, quietly murmuring sermons to his fish

[kindlingkeen]

It be the death anniversary o7 got anything planned for the occasion? Me personally, am going to try to write n post a fic (alas he dies in it)

*typing furiously in the background* 🥵👩‍💻🪦

[snailcubezz]

more miscellaneous oc stuff wagh

(rbs > likes)

[martynsimp69]

hiii so!! here’s a little write up about the docmartyn mermaid/marine biologist enemies-to-lovers au i mentioned here, significantly later but also much longer than i intended it to be. written in collaboration with @daisycraft and @kingtheghast thank u both for letting me steal your very good thoughts and words <3

au contains themes of dehumanization and mentions of violence/injury. the tone gets a little dark at certain points, so just be warned!

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the only thing really known about mer is that they’re sneaky, scarce, and very dangerous. a siren song will lure an unsuspecting ship into rocks and a crew into the water, where teeth and claws and cold, crushing depths await them. so when there’s reports of what might be a mer spotted a few miles off the coast, a team is sent out to deal with it before it causes any casualties.

it’s rare to have one this close to land. it’s even rarer still that its successfully netted, and successfully sedated. several of the crew members are heavily wounded in the process, but no one dies. and, in an unheard-of turn of events, that also includes the mer.

and you see, up until now, mer have only ever existed in vague sightings: pieces of dead ones caught in fishing nets, grainy phone camera footage, strange findings of scales and old dwellings left behind in the ocean, and the wild tales of shipwreck survivors. so this whole thing is kind of a Big Deal. for the first time ever, a live, healthy mer specimen has been found, captured, and brought in to a facility for observation and study. and the honor of leading this unprecedented study goes to doc.

(the role would be a much bigger honor if the mer wasn’t an annoying, stubborn, spiteful little bitch.)

so doc gets transferred over to the marine biology department, where a huge tank has been retrofitted into one of the bigger labs, and brought on to the study of specimen 9201223—which is a terrible name that doc isn’t going to remember, so he starts calling it “martyn” after a childhood pet fish of his.

but yeah, once it settles in and stops hiding all the time? it turns out that “martyn” is a bastard of a specimen. the lab keeps it semi-sedated as part of the safety protocol (they feed it fish laced with a numbing drug that limits its ability to vocalize, so it can’t lure any of the staff into drowning themselves or breaking it out; the sedation is a side effect) and yet it still finds the energy to cause Problems for the research team. it’s tearing up the kelp and gravel along the bottom and stuffing it into the water filters. it’s slamming into the side of the tank, scaring the shit out of the scientists. it’s trying to bite the interns fingers off during feeding time. it’s eating the rubber ball they gave it for enrichment and getting sick. it’s ruined at least three laptops and countless lab reports by splashing the personnel at every opportunity. and it seems like it’s actively trying to be uncooperative with every test they run.

working with the damn thing makes doc want to tear his hair out, but he’s also stubborn as hell so it becomes a rivalry, a battle of wills; doc hates this fucking fish, and he’s pretty sure it hates him right back.

it doesn’t particularly like anyone, of course, but he’s convinced it targets him on purpose. it starts to sit at the front of the tank by his desk whenever he’s in, swimming back and forth, staring with those freaky blue eyes, rapping on the glass when it gets too quiet just to see him jump. it hides whenever other researchers swing by, but when it’s just martyn and doc in the lab, during his late evenings working overtime? god, can’t get rid of it. can barely get any work done with it bothering him.

and then. it’s one of those late, frustrating evenings when martyn is being particularly bothersome while doc is just trying to get some paperwork done, and he’s sick of it. he’s so frustrated with martyn’s constant tapping on the tank that he rips out a page from his notebook, balls it up and whips it across the lab… and then watches as martyn darts off, going as far as his tank will let him go after the ball of paper before he eventually turns and goes back to doc. and that’s the moment doc realizes, ohhh my god it’s going stir crazy. oh my god. it just wants to play.

suddenly, doc has a new perspective on his relationship with the mer, and a lot of things start making a lot more sense. martyn’s not just banging on the glass to annoy him when he plays music, he’s trying to get him to change the song to one he prefers. the haphazard woven band of seaweed around his head might not be some sort of stress response from running into the glass too much, but an accessory, a form of personal identity. the way he stares during observations, the way his freaky eyes follow doc’s hand down the page as he writes his notes—maybe he’s observing doc and his behavior right back, trying to make sense of him.

and, yeah, martyn’s still uncooperative and bitey and impossible to deal with as ever, but doc starts feeling less like he’s working with an animal, and more like he’s working with a very stubborn person. it’s a lot to wrap his head around, and the more he notices it, the harder it becomes to ignore.

still, he and his team run their tests, gather their data, publish their findings. and the media eats that shit up… at least during the first year, when the captive mer is still novel and sensational. after a while, public interest wanes, the studies get more niche, and funding starts to slow down.

that’s when some of the faculty board members approach him with a proposal.

you see. the care and upkeep of a live mer is extraordinarily expensive. the personnel, the food, the medicine, the aquarium chemicals, the water and electricity bills, etc etc etc., it’s all getting to be a bit… much. and, frankly, they’ve already gotten plenty of research done as is. so they were considering that, well, it might be time to retire the mer program and do some final reports, and then perhaps they can move on to some other, less costly studies.

doc doesn’t realize exactly what’s being suggested until the words euthanasia and dissection are dropped. he starts protesting, stammering about the— the ethics department, and— and species preservation, and— and they can’t just—

and he’s told, quite plainly, that the thing's going to die anyways, or have you forgotten, doctor, that we don't know how to keep a species like this yet?

this tank isn't enough for it to live healthily, or very long.

we don’t even know how old they’re supposed to get in the wild.

better to get something out of it before it gets sick enough to be spoilt.

doc takes a deep breath, and tells them to get out of his lab. the board members exchange glances, and tell him they’ll give him time to think on it. doc tells them, louder, to get the fuck out of his lab.

…sitting there in that empty room, lit by the blue glow of the tank, doc feels cornered. because yes, sure, martyn is uncooperative and annoying, but also—good lord. he’s smart enough to be uncooperative. he’s smart enough to annoy him. those luminous blue eyes that stare at him through the thick glass are freaky and inhuman, but they’re intelligent. and they just want to—

he could go to the ethics board, sure. he could go plead his case and show them all the evidence, look, look, he’s not just a monster, he’s not just an animal. just spend some time with him, you’ll see. but there’s a lot of people who won’t be happy with that. a lot of very influential and rich people, people whose surnames are carved into plaques outside the building or have their companies attached to big research grant funds. and if they stop paying, doc doesn’t really have a say in what happens to martyn.

he can continue his research quietly for now, but it feels like the rest of the facility is breathing down his neck with expectations and deadlines. doesn’t help at all that the mer still doesn't want to be any sort of cooperative, either, because it’s just delaying an inevitable end that it doesn't even know is coming. the thought that he’s the only person able to protect martyn right now is fucking terrifying.

doc sets his paw on the glass tank, and the mer on the other side smiles a big, sharp smile, and mirrors him with a webbed hand.

[infernal-feminae]

"SHIT. We've been so wrapped up winning Mammon's clown pageant we didn't get any costume for ourselves. AND HALLOWEEN'S TOMORROW."

"We could just go as sexy clowns. We already got the costumes."

"Don't you have any fucking imagination? We're supposed to dress up as something we're not!"

"Alright. Then go as someone with a personality.

[hekateinhell]

Mermaid fucking fic?? 👀I’d love to hear about that if you wanna talk about it!!

it's supposed to be my mermay fic!

the premise is simple: mortal baby lestat losing his virginity to mermaid!armand 🥹

because look... if anyone has the unabashed confidence required to fuck a fish, it's lestat. you know it, i know it, i'm positive anne knew it and it 100% would've happened if atlantis had been mermaids and not aliens.

i hope you'll enjoy the fic when it's done, anon! 🩵

[fishanonishere]

Zhongli in Maid Outfits!!!

I finally finished it hehe, it took me in total 5-6 hours but I regret nothing

This page is specifically dedicated to @zhongrin

I hope you like Zhongli in various maid outfits (but from your reactions to wips of Zhongli in maid outfits, I'm sure that you'll like it)

Tbh the longest took cutting it all out and using glue for it to stick to the sketchbook page

[sugucidal]

ageing up characters kinda gives me the ick especially when it's 30+ year old writers writing about characters that were 15 for 98% of the anime/manga

hmm this is definitely murky water territory we're stepping into right now. personally, im not interested in characters that aren't canonically adults cause i just prefer adult characters. but i wont bash on anyone that does decide to age up a character cause at the end of the day, its fiction. BUT, it definitely gets icky for me when a character like for example: killua gets aged up and written smut abt. cause they write zero implications of him being an adult besides saying he's 18+ in the story. so there's certain lines not to be crossed. but i could see why you and some other people could get icked out to see a 30+ year old writing heavy smut n thirsts about a character who'll never see a chance to be aged up canonically in their respective universes.

send me your unpopular opinions!

[wormheathen]

I remember seeing a post that commented on how the cult could be Murdoc's fall like PB was because of the pink shade present both in PB and in the new art, and also pointed out that pink is opposed to green on the spectrum.

So, I wanted to point someother similarities I found.

They both have Murdoc as a protagonist/central character

They both have something to do with islands, both literally (PB is a plastic island) or of name (cracker island, the title-track of the album)

They both have a "deal with the devil" motif of sort (PB, the Boogieman, the last cult, one of the symbol is a demon that seems responsible for the lady resurrection (?) in cracker island's MV)

This is a bit more of a stretch, but the sound is pretty similar (softer than other albums I'll say)

The music videos for both are much more lore heavy

This is also kind of a stretch, but they both have a similar palette (switch PB red with TLC pink)

[minevn]

(sorry for mistakes) (Warning: mentioning psychological and physical violence, self harm) You mentioned what kind of MC will have life after the abduction, but what if the MC "breaks" after this event? Constant tantrums, screams, attempts to harm yourself or Haruto/Kage/Kei/Yani, ignoring, breaking things, etc.?

TW: mentioning psychological and physical violence, self harm

ALSO SOME SPOILERS FOR THE GAME

Haruto: Haruto would start to regret his actions, but you need to understand mc, he's doing all of this because he loves you and is protecting you from all those other terrible people! He can protect you from your stalker if you just stay here. He'll try to be "rational" about the entire situation and persuade you to be fine with the circumstances. I mean out of everyone else who would kidnap you, Haruto is probably the person you'd want to, you're close with him and you know he'll take care of you extremely well, of course he doesn't realize that you obviously don't want to be kidnapped at all. He would make sure to constantly supervise you to make sure you can't hurt yourself and honestly, he doesn't really care if you hurt him, he's confused on why you're hurting him when he's just trying to protect you, but he doesn't mind. Haruto is very patient with you and despite feeling guilty, he's not letting you go now that he has you.

Kage: Kage would be lost on what to do, the second you start screaming and breaking things, trying to hurt them and yourself, Kage panics, he doesn't know what to do in this situation, he didn't expect you to react like this. He starts to question himself, if he really thought this through, if they let you go now, would you still be friends with them? He'd probably make you cup noodles at first to try and calm you down and then gets sad when you don't, he'll end up just leaving you alone to give you some time to calm down. But you don't, not even as night rolls around, Kage can't sleep due to your screaming and the stress he's under from your reaction. Kage is the easiest to convince to let you go, He'll just make you promise that you'll still be friends with him, of course you could break that promise.

Kei: Kei expected your reaction, you were just kidnapped after all, who wouldn't breakdown and panic? He lets you scream and yell at him, truthfully the way you're yelling and throwing things at him has his heart pounding, he thinks you look cute when you're angry. He loves all of your expressions. He holds back his smile though since that would just make you more angry. After you're done throwing and yelling at him he leaves and gives you some time to think, he continues to have his camera's watch you so he can constantly check up on you(and stop you from hurting yourself)while he does his work. He has a very annoying pink haired client that's threatening him. Of course now that he has you, he doesn't see any use for that client and can simply get rid of it. Much like Haruto, he'll try to rationalize his actions, Kei has done even more then Haruto to help you with your stalker, and now he just seriously got rid of your problem, what more could you possibly want from Kei? He's been so nice and patient with you, why won't you just love him? Does he need to-! You're the one that keeps coming back for more, is this not what you wanted? For Kei to be your perfect boyfriend and save you from all the disgusting monsters in this world? Nonetheless, Kei will remain patient, Kei will rationalize his wrongdoings, Kei will continue to be you sweet, perfect boyfriend. I wonder how much more Kei can handle

Yani: Yani won! Yes you're panicking and freaking out and throwing and yelling and hurting yourself, but Yani won! You'll help Yani get her happy ending, won't you? C'mon just stay with her, just accept her. She'll take such good care of you, just love her and you can stop panicking, you'll see how good this was. Yani never leaves your side, not even as you yell hurtful things at them or hurt her, she continues to be by your side and comfort you as best she can(which isn't anything considering how the few weeks or week has been your worst all due to Yani) Yani makes sure you aren't hurting yourself and that you're well fed. He continues to tell you more about himself so you two can get acquainted, of course you don't care about whatever nonsense he's spewing. Yani isn't sympathetic at all towards your situation, they feel no guilt or remorse, you can learn to be happy with Yani you can learn to love Yani, you can learn all about Yani and how great they are. They really were made for you💕

The others!: If you manage to get out of captivity then all of them are aware of what happened to you. Even if you change after what happened, no one would blame you. Minato and Aki would be the ones to help you the most, both physically protecting you and being there for you physically and mentally. Aki and Jun would cut connections with Haruto and Kage and make sure that you're as far away from them as possible. You wouldn't really be allowed to be alone with how dangerous Kei and Yani are so you always have someone by your side.

[throwaway-yandere]

🐠 Anon

Good thing, no work today, bad think, they kicked me out to go to the shop for ingredients for cooking

Also it's been snowing again for almost all day today

Now skipping over the fact that I hate winter

Faceless Ayato better un-shadowbans you or it's going to be hunting season for him as a prey lol

If I punch faceless Ayato in the void of his face, does my hand vanishes inside? Or I hit something?? Does he has nerves there???

Also about Diluc/Dainsleif working better for creepypastas

1. I'm pretty sure that in 2020 I saw some creepypasta about dainsleif

2. I have sketch somewhere of Childe as Jeff (friend's dare for me on their birthday lmao)

Also, does anybody remember when Albedo was trending because of that glitch where his whole body, clothes etc were black/void except for his face? Like just face, not including eyes that were also black??

Was scared for a moment thinking you got fired or something– I remember romanticizing snow as a kid and wanting to experience it but now that I'm technically an adult this sounds painful cuz I'm incredibly lazy lol–

... bro you raise some good fricking questions.

Yandere Faceless!Ayato with a void for a face. I want that. I want that so bad.

Imagine trying to squirm from his grip by elbowing his face and you feel N O T H I N G. Just the void. And imagine if he gets pissed and you start seeing his floating eyes visibly twitch and you feel his chest rumble for what you couldn't distinguish between amused laughter... Or pure anger.

Me rambling about dain & diluc don't mind this lol:

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Okay suddenly got the motivation to explain back lol

Why creepypasta!Dainsleif works:

I remember seeing some posts about how Dain always looks at the camera when you're taking photos... Which, I don't think is necessarily true, but his eye design makes it seem like that

Look at him. Look at this jerk and his chilling stare in my low graphics android screenshot lmao

The bastard just have that "I'm always watching" vibes. Why would he be the protag on my SAGAU au? (Because you're a Dainsleif simp in need of content ansy that's why–) It's because out of all the characters, Dainsleif's probably the most likely candidate of being self-aware. (That, and you're a simp ansytea–)

Dainsleif has such an ominous title too, being the Bough Keeper or iirc something along the lines of "the one who picks up branches" in CN makes him sound so ominous. He probably collects the "branches"/memories of the Leylines. Who knows. Maybe he found a way to connect to your world.

And. Just. This line:

"I know all that I need to know."

It's so ominous. It's short but I absolutely fricking love the way Yuri Lowenthal said it.

He'd make a good genshin!Lost Silver I swear it. He'd pass the assignment. Him and his weird zalgo looking "element" lmao.

Why creepypasta Diluc works. And it's definitely not biased:

Based on personal experience lmao–

I'm not joking. 99% of this is based on personal experience. Why do I have C2 Diluc in my main and C0 in my second (which i only use to pull when there's freemogems)

My first Diluc came home on standard at 77th pull. I remember this well, thinking wow that's lucky!!! I got my older sibling's favorite!!! As a AR49 Kaeya main before, I wasn't too thrilled since I believed in Kaeya supremacy. Diluc's alright, no real malice against him!!!

Okay second account time let's test our luc– Oh, it's Diluc. Guess I finally have a proper dps in that account and not Kokomi!!! (that's a lie I still use Kokomi as a DPS.)

Alright, back to main! I'm gonna do a 10 pull in the standard again and I'm chanting "C4 KAEYA C4 KAEYA C4 KAEYA" with my eyes closed and oh I got C1 Qiqi! Love my lil zombie dps but wrong cryo sword character but– C1 DILUC WTF OH NO WRONG BROTHER WRONG BROTHER–

But it's fine! It's great– I've never gotten lucky in the standard! I always reach hard pity so having a double 5 star is so "w o w"!!!

Okay cool it's been weeks since then, let's try our luck in Nahida's banner!!! We've been saving up for her since Cyno!!! It'll be fine!!!

...

... You... You can fill in the blanks–

Okay but in a less personal answer: diluc makes a good fricking creepypasta if you think about his feral phase. Like, the phase where he was absolutely phckass mad and killed fatui members without a vision.

You imagining him in that phase? Good.

Now imagine him phcking g l i t c h i n g. Imagine him in anguish, complaining that the codes are cruel to him. Diluc doesn't seem to care that Venti is his archon– what more for his creators?

[tea-tavern]

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