#it can be amusing when you're SO confident that somebody is a certain way until you realize how Wrong you were

[uncanny-tranny]

You know, I feel like other trans people might get this, but it's honestly kind of refreshing when a cis person has, like, undeniable tboy/tgirl/whatever swag. It's like when you come across somebody who speaks the same language as you and you only find out when they start speaking it, too.

[sxmmer-cherry]

✉️: you have a mail!

A request for:

GLEAM OF AURIC BLAZE ━⁠☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･ event

⊱ 'CAPTURE ME, UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME.' —

character: Lyney

description: INTJ. Sign: Cancer. Loves: sleep and also to explore things beyond my field. No: unending social interactions and social gatherings. Will do if needed!! Acknowledge and admires people deeply. Always looks tired. In daze most of the time. Methodical yet can adapt. Prefers to Plan and Organize meetings and occasions. Sarcastic. Considerate. Clumsy. Awkward. Imaginative. Overthinks. If I got stressed, I sleep. ✋🏽

additional/preference: romantic

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⊱ LOTUS WHIRLWIND—

character: Albedo

description: INTJ. Sign: Cancer. Loves: sleep and also to explore things beyond my field. No: unending social interactions and social gatherings. Will do if needed!! Acknowledge and admires people deeply. Always looks tired. In daze most of the time. Methodical yet can adapt. Prefers to Plan and Organize meetings and occasions. Sarcastic. Considerate. Clumsy. Awkward. Imaginative. Overthinks. If I got stressed, I sleep. ✋🏽

yours truly,

Rhea.

Participant

— Another incoming Telegram: Exchange

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(I hope you don't mind me participating? And I hopefully didn't missed anything and did it right. Have a good day! 💗💗💗)

GLEAM OF AURIC BLAZE — genshin impact exchange game !

⊱ 'CAPTURE ME, UNTIL YOU REMEMBER ME.' —

a lone gecko speaks to the wind.

it chatters aimlessly; with no reason, wit or charm, simply because he can and the wind is a good artist; finding beauty even in the most hideous of beings and making muses out of them.

in this pleasant moment, lyney presently turns his head with a curious gaze and his lips turn upwards.

it's only a slight shift in his demeanour; blink and you might miss it. but you're not just blinking, you're off on tangents about how abandoned buildings actually serve great purpose to nature and encourage the growth of mosses and ferns.

and he smiles so, because he is both in love and quite amused; 'what a chatterbox', he thinks to himself in a gentle inner voice, harbouring no doubt in his heart.

that he loved you, of course.

an old photograph manages to sneak it's way in your hand as you flip the pages of the photo album. it is slightly torn at the edge, and the whites of its boundary have adopted a soft yellow glow; and a smile sneaks it's way up your lips when you realize what the polaroid is about. it's lyney and yours first 'date',—wherein you stand in the abandoned building. you laugh upon realizing how you hadn't expected an entire garden and a fountain system behind the building; the place where lyney first admitted his love for you.

⊱ LOTUS WHIRLWIND—

[attributes ⋮ weapons ⋮ artifacts ⋮ constellations ⋮ profile]

↺ 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓: 𝐑𝐇𝐄𝐀

she's quite amusing, that's the most casual thing i shall confidently say about her. it's this blend of spontaneity with order that makes her unpredictable, and it often makes me laugh.

regardless, i do address her intelligence. she can imagine things with ease, and concepts are much more easy when they are to be explained to her. in addition, she is observant hence ignorance is far from her.

she's quite pretty too, don't tell anyone i said that, though.

↺ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓: 3𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐒

what shall i say... sucrose is failing here, i'm afraid. she is excellent, don't mind me—but imaginative excellence is something i expect of somebody else entirely. i'm certain rhea could help me with this—

if only she's free, and willing enough to partake in this project as my assistant, of course.

↺ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓: 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐓

i've always found it curiosity piquing how eerily life resembles art.

for instance, i was just sketching rhea as she sat by the lake in dragonspine the other day. one thing led to another, which led to me painting her hair besotted with soft daisies and eyes holding a summer reminiscent glimmer.

watch her whenever she is exploring flower gardens, and you'll gain insight into what i mean.

↺ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓: 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐃𝐓

mond is a beautiful nation—bright and beautiful, true to one's imagination of where fairies might live.

... which reminds me, isn't rhea a native of mond, too? hmmm. very well, seems like the analogy of fairies fits all the better in this case, then.

↺ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐓: 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

... down bad allegations? i'm sorry, but even as a scientist myself, i'm unsure whether i can understand what you mean. mind elaborating on the matter?

or rather, let it be. i shall ask sucrose about it. maybe not her either... if it's something slightly inappropriate, she'll take it to her grave. i'd say kaeya's the best option here then—perfectly shameless, and just as responsive about matters like these.

[cheekygreenty]

Little Witch- Part 11

The Darkling x Reader

I’m backkkkkkkkk besties 🥰🥰

The rest of the day was spent doused in the work the Darkling had given you earlier, so the time you would have spent otherwise mulling over his plans for the stag had to be pushed out of the way.

You had plenty of time left until the evening's dinner, where you would be formally announced as Deputy General to the Grisha of the Little Palace. You had already signed off on official letters to the camp commanders and First-Army leaders stating your position, but you doubted there would be any fuss from them.

Your own Grisha is who you had to be worried about. They didn't do well with change. Especially not when it came to a mysterious all-powerful Grisha coming and taking control of an army they'd never seen them be a part of before.

Nonetheless, this was happening whether they wanted it or not. Ravka needed to present a united front and adding another person to strengthen said front was essential. All you hoped for was a peaceful transition, no blood-baths. To hell if they whispered or rumored, you could handle that, you've been handling it.

You had a list of ever-changing priorities in your head, and on top of it was always Alina. You cared for your Grisha, no matter how much they hated you or how much you disliked them, and Alina wasn't any exception. You felt a pang of guilt flow through you at the thought of Aleksander using her against her better conscience but you shoved it away quickly. There was nothing you could do but talk to him and question him about the plan.

The plan. The stupid plan. You called it stupid because you didn't know anything about it and against your better judgment, it made you doubt his trust. Was it so bad, so cruel, that he couldn't tell me? Before you came to the Little Palace, you told yourself you wouldn't blindly trust anybody anymore. Aleksander had to be held to that standard too.

Your door was left slightly ajar, you were sick of the knocking at this point so when you heard a feminine voice call out your name you looked up instantly, ready to be hit with more reports.

'Ms.Y/L/N? I have been sent by the General to see if you wish to use any of my help' The red-haired Grisha looked at you with her bright blue eyes. Her white kefta pressed to perfection.

'You must be Genya' You stood up and welcomed her in.

'Sorry about the room, as you can see I don't have a proper desk yet' you laughed and watched her closely as she studied you. 'What do you do exactly? It's been years since I heard of a tailor and I've never had the pleasure to meet one.'

You noticed a look of surprise at your black kefta. If she had any questions, she most certainly didn't feel comfortable asking, he probably told her not to ask.

'I do all sorts of things, change the color of your hair, get rid of pesky scars, anything you don't like about yourself really..... well except your character, there's nothing anyone can do about that' She waved off and sat you down at your vanity, carefully pushing papers to one side.

'So? How about it?' She looked at you through the mirror and you pondered.

'Maybe the eye bags need to go?'

She nodded deeply, 'Definitely' you couldn't help but feel a little offended, but mostly amused.

'What do you propose then, Genya?'

'Hmmm, the eyebags for sure, put some color on your cheeks,-' She combed her hands through your hair and bit the inside of her cheek '-the hair needs something too, perhaps some shine?'

'Perhaps' You mused.

'I shall get to work then' she smiled.

****

After your pampering session with Genya and prying her open (more like soothing her) to talking about life at the Palaces and her life, you came to the conclusion that you would die for her. She was so kind and strong, no wonder she and Alina were always seen together, they were two peas in a pod. Her humor and wittiness, like yours, was refreshing, a breath of fresh air in the stiff and formal palace.

You didn't bother changing. The truth was you were tired already and a full day hadn't even passed of your new job. How did I do this for so many years? But still, you managed to put on your bravest smile and walk in the domed hall with your head held high and your black kefta on a show like a trophy.

Unlike the other time you and Aleksander dined together here, he was already sitting in his chair. Ivan was standing, ready to announce any war news and casualties. You could see Alina looking at you with a confused look on her face, but she still gave you a welcoming smile.

You sat down and cleared your throat in the deafening silence. Ivan began to speak but you heard none of it. Your head too full with thoughts on how this situation could go. You felt Aleksander move his hand to your thigh in a calming manner. You looked over to him and shot him a tight smile, before looking back to Ivan who was sitting down. Here goes nothing.

You stood up with Aleksander. The Grisha in the room couldn't understand what was going on, who was that person, wearing black nonetheless, sitting at the right side of the Darkling, on her own custom chair. The list of anomalies was never-ending.

He spoke first 'Today is a monumental day for the Second-Army, for all Grisha, for Ravka. Y/N Y/L/N has returned to the Little Palace and will be reprising her role of Deputy General, Second in Command of the Second Army.'

Nobody spoke but if looks could kill, I would be halfway into my grave by now.

'Ms. Y/L/N will play an essential part in our fight for freedom and justice. She is an outstanding leader, sometimes even better than I am, for she leads with compassion and understanding for all. She deserves nothing but the utmost respect and loyalty. If you for one second doubt her abilities, you might as well put cuffs around your own wrists, for disrespecting her is disrespect for me. I put my full faith in her.'

He turns to you and sits down, giving you all the attention.

'None of you will remember my reign as Deputy General, but I assure you I know what I am doing. The Little Palace and your lives are of most importance to me. I am here to protect and care for you, yes I will be giving commands, but rest be assured they are in your best interest.'

'I don't represent one order of Grisha, I represent and unite all of you-' You look towards the Etherialki '-I can summon the strongest of gales and light the Palace's fires-'

You turn your head toward the Materialki '-I can bend any metal, bleed fabric of its color-'

Your eyes meet Fedyor's '-I can soothe a heart and crush every bone in a body-'

You stand straighter '- and I can summon the shadows, call the darkness. With me at your side, I will make the Grisha kind loved once again, we will not be hunted or enslaved. Ravka's borders will be peaceful. I am putting my trust into each and every single one of you to help me achieve our utopia'

You sit back down and only then do you notice your shaking hands. You don't dare look up out of fear but a calming hand on your back almost forces you to. And you're glad because almost every Grisha in the room is looking, no, worshipping you. Their eyes glazed over and their mouths open in shock. Even Zoya looked astounded.

He leans in to whisper in your ear 'I'm so proud of you'

*****

You ate amongst the other Grisha that night, feeling a sense of belonging and confidence pulsing through you. It went down way better than you'd expected. Nobody threw a fit or tried your life. And you were happy. The sleep you had that night was the best you'd had in years.

The next morning, and the morning after that, was taken up entirely by work. Aleksander went away and so you were left with the runt of the jobs. But you had made yourself extremely comfortable in his quarters. At first, you only came to make use of the war room, then you sat at his desk to drink your tea and concentrate on work, and ultimately fell asleep in his bed, enclosed by his scent and those forgiving black sheets.

There was so much work to do and only so many hours in the day, and Aleksander decided to make life that much harder by renewing the search for Morozova's stag. You couldn't keep up.

You were waiting on a certain somebody. You had instructed the oprichniki to bring her here right after she was done with Baghra, no later. And so you stood there, inspecting the war table when a gentle knock echoed throughout the room.

'Come in'

'Deputy General' She addressed you with a curt nod.

'Please Alina, call me Y/N' you looked at her from your place at the table, hands resting on the map. She looked slightly uncomfortable but way less scrawny than when you'd first seen her. Her hair was filler and her skin glowed. She looked healthy now. Aleksander must see this too.

'I can see using your powers has affected you in more ways than one.'

'Oh-yes umm.. my appetite's grown so much since I got here it's rather funny' She was growing more comfortable.

'That's completely normal if you're using your powers more often' You smiled and walked around to her. 'I thought we could have a cup of tea or two, and you could tell me all about yourself Alina, and the things that are troubling you. I don't want you to feel like you're all alone in this place.'

'Dep- Y/N I assure you I am most certainly fine. There’s no need t-’

'I was once like you… and I can sense a troubled soul with my eyes closed.'

She stared at you with her defensive walls up, not letting any emotion slip though the cracks behind her eyes.

‘Alina… I mean you no harm. I’m just worried. Isn’t it nice to have someone worry for Alina and not the sun-summoner for a change?’ You cracked a sad smile and walked over to the tea the servants had brought.

‘Sugar?’

Part 12

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