#okay ill go back to posting genshin

[bl4cktourmaline]

[Genshin]

Yandere! Lyney -> One-shot

Alphabet: Yandere Alphabet letters -> A + B

Thank you!

♬ yue is typing...

↻hii hii anon kai! I know you also requested for an oneshot with lyney but I probably post it in a separate post cuz I don't want to mix it up... considering an oneshot is longer than drabble tbh but anyways, hope you enjoy the yandere alphabet with lyney! I'm using the old alphabet since this request come before we change the alphabet for our own ideas ! The oneshot will probably be the full story of this drabbles if it's seem interesting enough for you all

⇄ yandere! lyney x gender neutral! reader 

■ warnings : slight mentioning of stalking and paranoia.

► ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : (Old) Yandere Alphabet of Letter A & B with Lyney...

꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦

💬 ┊Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

💌 ┊. . .

Lyney is known for his easygoing and friendly personality, so subtle that you didn't think much of it since he is always so nice to you so why should you doubt him if he has any ill intentions? When all he does is helping you out as a friend...

Well, it is strange that he always seems to know where you are...but it's can't be that bad right? He probably just so happen to be there whenever you are...

".. surprise!"

"gah?!" 

Suddenly your sight of vision is filled with flower petals falling from above as you blinked in shocked, raising a hand to grab one as petals decorating your (color) hair.

And then...your eyes met his violet eyes

"Found you~"

... maybe you can never truly escape his gaze.

💬 ┊Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

💌 ┊. . .

Being a magician have it's own perks... especially when being one help with creating illusions...what you are supposed to see, aren't seen in the naked eyes...hence why it's called "magic" 

A series of unexplainable disappearances started to occurred the moment you decide to return home from a business trip, a person will go missing one day but then the next day...their belongings will show up on the exact spot where they was last seen and it's not just that...what they also found was the exact clothes the victim was wearing on the day of their disappearances...

The most disturbing part of those cases were the fact that those victims were the people you known...which led you to be very paranoid of your own surroundings, fearing being the exact reason why those victims are targeted in the first place. You started to refusing to go out as more unsolved disappearances cases begin to increase rapidly...

Everyone who you once known are gone...

Well everyone but a certain magician.

"(name), come out...the weather is so nice out here!" 

"I don't want to go out..."

"Even if it's foods?"

"..."

"They have your favorite dessert..."

"... promise you won't disappear on me like those people?" 

"Yeah, I promise...but will you finally go out and see the sun? You haven't been getting some sunlights for a while now..."

"Okay...you better keep your promise and don't die on me now, okay?!"

"I will, I will" 

You immediately rushed to get ready but as you have your back turn on him, he smiles and there is something off about the way his eyes look...

꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦꒦꒷︶︶꒷꒦︶︶︶꒷꒦︶꒷꒦

[almostloosingit]

Princess treatment Headcanons

Multiple Characters

Blue lock, Genshin impact, Chainsaw man, Jujutsu Kaisen, Tokyo Revenges

(I will make a female character ver)

GN

(Quick mention of having periods.)

HEAR ME OUT OKAY?! I saw a post somewhere that said that the idea of a “man who gives you princess treatment but will knock someone’s teeth out with no hesitation” is hot… AND OH BOY ARE THEY RIGHT!!!

Like you will get breakfast in bed from him, take you out for dinner, buy you flowers, jewelry anything you want he will get you. If he finishes work before you, be prepared cuz the second you come back you will smell food and have a nice bath ready. That is if he even lets you come back alone because the chance that man won’t pick you up is close to zero. (Even if he picks you up, food and bath are waiting.)

AND DO NOT GET ME STARTED WITH AFTER CARE OKAY?! You want to cuddle after? Of course, you don’t even have to ask. Need snacks and water? He already had it prepared. Wanna take a bath with or without him? He's on his feet to prepare a bath for you. Wanna just chill? Have a conversation? Don’t even worry, he will make sure you have anything you need.

If you have a period that came out of nowhere or you just forgot to get the supplies, he is ready to leave at any time to go get you pads/tampons and some snacks. Period cramps? Painkillers and hot water bottles are ready. You don’t want them? That’s okay. Want a cuddle? Of course, he will be there as long as you need. You want some time alone? He will wait in the living room, call him if you need him.

Feeling ill? He will take time off from work to take care of you. Feeling down? He will be there for you for as long as you need.

Someone is making you uncomfortable? He will send that person into another dimension. No one makes his lover uncomfortable, got it? He ain’t afraid to knock a bitch out? If he’s high in position he has people to do it for him. You wanna go shopping? Take his card. No, it’s not an option.. take it. He will send a bodyguard with you or his good friend who coincidentally is good at fighting. You can never be too safe.

Also is the type to say: “Wear whatever you want, I can fight.”

Blue Lock: Rensuke Kunigami, Meguru Bachira, Okuhito Iemon, Reo Mikage

Genshin impact: Arataki Itto, Tartaglia, Thoma, Xiao, Diluc, Kamisato Ayato (he has people that will take care of any inconveniences)

Chainsaw man: Denji, Aki Hayakawa, Hirofumi Yoshid

Jujutsu Kaisen: Yuji Itadori, Yuta Okkotsu, Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo

Tokyo Revenges: Shinichiro Sano, Ken Ryuguji, Takashi Mitsuya, Hakkai Shiba, Izana Kurokawa, Hajime Kokonoi, Kakucho, Rindo Haitani, Ran Haitani, Chifuyu Matsuno

Special addition from @opchara : Shin would not give you princess treatment. He would give you queen treatment. He would kiss the ground where you walk. He basically worships you because you’re probably all he’ll get (if you have a pussy then it’s the only pussy he gets)

[fanchitties]

Porcelain Doll

Pastel’s note: okay so, last night, when i found out that ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN IS FUCKING HACKED, i didnt know what the hell to do. so i opened my laptop and wrote... something. its been so long since i wrote something, and this one is in very different style than i usually did back in the time where i was pastelbear12 lmao.

this one is about two of my OCs in my genshin self insert delulu ( @aly-kurta knows what i mean LMAO). and i decided to post it here. whatever. enjoy.

TW/CW: mentions of torture, obsession (we love them obsessed), first POV, stockholm syndrome (i think?), does this count as yandere? hes canonically a yandere but, whatever, i forgot how to tag LMAO, maybe alternative universe cause in my original plotline, they didnt meet like this, and this is genshin visionless AU

word count: 2500+

I remember it vividly like it was yesterday. Like my sole purpose in life is to hang that memory prettily, in a silver frame with fancy carvings, in my mind. Etched in my mind like a nagging thought.

It was the coldest day of winter, three years ago, in the heart of December.

I was just from the neighboring city to buy things, walking through the blizzard, when I found a deserted house. I thought it would be nice to catch a break, napping for an hour or so hoping the blizzard would come to an end soon, or maybe eat the steam bun I bought in the town to warm up my stomach. I envisioned a wet fireplace, tattered couches, and icy floor. Truly, I expected everything, other than one thing.

Within those forsaken walls, I didn't expect I would find a woman here.

She was on the brink of death from a long list of illnesses, and the horrible state she was in was laughable. And so, I laughed. Out loud. She could barely look at me, barely even breathe. She fainted some seconds later—she wasn't dead, I noticed her still breathing, barely—and I crouched down beside her body on the sofa. Examining her face. Her body. Her condition. Her, in general. I looked at her.

I deemed her the most captivating being my eyes had ever beheld.

I wanted her. I always like pretty things, so, she seemed like she wasn't owned by anyone, so I just carried her from that cold house and rushed through the blizzard, my plans to take a break soon forgotten. She felt weightless in my arms. So light I had to look down at my arms ever so often to make sure she hadn't been whisked away by the tumultuous wind.

I reached the nearest town there and found a fireplace also. I put her down on the floor of another abandoned abode, but this one had a dry fireplace. I lit the fire. The crackling flames cast an orange glow upon her pallid countenance. The snow on her face melted on her cheeks. I wiped it away. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

It would be so, so easy to kill her, I could just trip and fall on her body and she would die dead, and that fact made me laugh again. Really. She was the puniest person I'd seen. And also, the most beautiful one.

I wanted her to be mine. I collect pretty things myself. She could be my next item on the list.

She woke up a couple of hours later. Her confusion evident but I assumed she recognized me. The man who laughed as she teetered on the edge of death. Funnily, she thanked me, and I couldn't help but laugh again. Not because she was funny, no, because she was stupid. My first thank you in such a long, long time. Little did she know, that her beauty was the only thing stopping me from throwing her frail body to the fire, pouring gasoline on it, and leaving her as such.

I didn't tell her any of that though. I just smiled.

"What's your name, love?"

She seemed confused about things. Myriads of whats, whys, whos and hows going in her pretty little head. I understood.

"I don't have a name."

That surprised me. This woman managed to surprise me twice, in a day.

The next hours were spent on her telling me all about her, and it was so reckless and naive of her to say these things to a man she just met, particularly one such as me—a murderer. It was her unlucky day to meet a murderer like me. But she looked grateful for my presence there and I didn't wanna ruin her fantasy. So I just smiled, pretending to be a decent man, just cause I loved seeing her talk. She was so beautiful.

And then I found out that she was dumped by her supposed-to-be family. She never got the luxury of a name. People called her 'Nameless Girl'. Shame. So I offered her a name. She was painfully obvious with her excitement even when she tried to hide it. She couldn't hide anything from me. She was adorable. I told her, that from then on, her name would be Anastasia, or for short, Tasha. Without any particular meaning attached to it.

She liked that, I could tell.

"Do you have a name?"

She looked curious and apprehensive. I didn't see why I should lie.

"Yes."

"Can I have it?"

I snicker, thinking of something that might trigger an amusing reaction from her. I wanted to see that reaction.

"Have my name? Do you mean it as wanting to know my name, or have it, maybe, for your last name?"

She blushed. It was a sight for sore eyes, making its way to a hidden corner of my heart I never knew existed.

"I was joking. My name is Makoto."

She looked at me with wonder. Maybe she was considering whether to address me as her first friend. She then tasted my name on her tongue, the sound cascading like a sacred mantra, sending a shiver down my spine.

I liked how she said my name. I liked my name better after I heard her say it. 'Makoto' never sounded so delightful before.

I was thoroughly amused by the whole situation, so to make things even more interesting, I decided to give her a little 'shock'.

"Tasha. I'm actually a murderer."

Tasha widened her eyes. Yet her calmness returned far more swiftly than I had anticipated.

"Okay." She had said. It almost disappointed me that she appeared unfazed by my revelation. Such ignorance.

"Aren't you afraid? I could kill you anytime."

She shook her head.

And after that, I found out that this woman was even more pathetic than I had surmised. She had a heart problem. She got sick easily. She was weak. The word "weak" fails to adequately describe her fragility. It explained her ignorance of the predicament in which she found herself—alone in an abandoned house with a serial killer—cause no matter what she did, she was gonna die anyway. Should she attempt to escape? Her heart would fail her. Should she remain here? She'd die cause of her own foolish decision to befriend a murderer. Lose-lose situation.

Nobody could ever fathom the itchy feeling coursing through my veins the whole time. I wanted to try, to hurt her. With my hands. The temptation was so overwhelming my hands started to shake.

But I didn't hurt her. It was a blur afterward, and suddenly, I found her sleeping soundly by the fireplace. And I observed her again in her slumber.

The next day, I brought her a gift. A bloodied corpse—an innocent man who had the misfortune of crossing paths with me as he wandered alone down an alley. I threw the lad before her. Carved my initial on his left chest before her eyes. I did it all to let her know who I was.

Dangerous. Cruel. One wrong move, and I'd do the same to her.

She looked at me in horror as I kicked his face into an unrecognizable mess. She threw up when I hung his body with cuffs, blood dripping down the cuts I meticulously made all over his body. She slept in my arms peacefully that night. The same limbs that just tortured an innocent man, wrapped around her waist securely, warmly.

It was sickening. Disturbing.

From that point, she's always been with me, in my journey everywhere. Anastasia is the witness to my cry for joy, my cruel homicides, and my explosive anger. She is always unfazed. She always looks at me as if I were an enigma she was determined to unravel. The way she looked at me unsettled me. I'd beg for her to keep looking at me like that.

Ugh, she's annoying. Insufferable. Burdensome. I wanna kill her.

She coughs blood whenever we walk more than five kilometers in one go. She can't run. Can't swim. She gets a fever every two weeks. She faints all the time. She's really weak I don't even know why I'm keeping her with me. Maybe because I like pretty things. And she's pretty. Beautiful. So beautiful that I just wanna kiss her sometimes.

So, last week, I did.

It was an accident. I love accidents. Or maybe it wasn't an accident. Pretty sure it wasn't, no way it was. I don't repeat accidents; I learn from them. And last week, I kept repeating the 'accident'. And I've learned nothing from it.

We were in the Fatui headquarters, her in my room, and I was just back from a mission from the Balladeer. He’d seen her, and never understood why I'm so stubborn as to keep her by my side. I question the same thing, and that's why his queries are never met with a clear answer. I want Anastasia by my side, end of question.

Scaramouche, my father, scoffed at me. Stella, my sister, rolled her eyes. The Tsaritsa looked at me, half disappointed, half intrigued. Arlecchino and Sandrone just didn't care. Pierro narrowed her eyes. Pantalone forgot where he put his glasses. I couldn't understand Columbina’s gaze. I couldn't see The Capitano’s face. Pulcinella just looked at me, then Anastasia, and walked away. Tartaglia laughed. La Signora laughed even harder.

I would do all of the things aforementioned to myself too.

And so after all of that, I approached her. She was beautiful, and frail, like a porcelain doll. She heard my footsteps and turned to me. She smiled. A mistake. For it drew my attention to her lips. Her dry, chapped lips.

I got the urge to moisten it.

And so that's how I kissed her for the first time.

I could feel her sharply inhale a generous amount of oxygen from her nose, tensing up beneath my touch. But true to form, just as in every situation where I managed to surprise her, she quickly regained her composure. And so she didn't fight back. She allowed me to kiss her lips, so feverishly, to push her further until her back met the window frame. Let me put my hand behind her neck.

I pulled away, just to kiss her again. This time, she kissed me back. Tried to kiss me back. I almost laughed at her poor attempt. It was cute.

I relished it.

And I struggled to make sense of the situation, to decipher its meaning.

I still do.

"What are you doing?"

Now, back to the present, she's now sitting on the window frame. Like how she did last week. Of all the designer-made clothes and dresses I had purchased for her, all with perfect measurements, she chose to wear mine. A pair of jeans, and an oversized shirt. She's practically drowned in that shirt, it was ten times bigger than her. Her hair, just like when I first saw it in the abandoned house, was jet black. Before, it was shoulder length, but now, it has grown to her waist. Slightly wavy. Pretty.

I caress her hair absentmindedly.

"Nothing," she says, and she flashes me a smile. "I was doing something though."

"Care to share?"

"Mhm." She says it like a sing-song. Melodious. I like it. "I was waiting for you, that's all."

I join her, sitting on the window frame. Studying her features. Beautiful.

"That's all?"

She nods. I take her hand. And she lets me. On this spring night, it was quite warm. I can feel her bones beneath her thin skin. I'm afraid I might crush them if I held it too tight. But I'm also afraid I might lose her if I didn't.

How should I hold her hand? Neither are good ideas. What is happening to me.

Dilemma. The realization mortifies me, and I immediately slap her hand away. Regret it in a second when I hear a small cry of pain from her.

"That's alright," she says, reassuring me. "You seem troubled."

You're troubling me, woman.

But I don't say what's on my mind. Instead, I shake my head. "I don't think I am. But you? Undoubtedly."

I'm met with confusion, and she asks me why I think that.

"Because don't you feel so useless? Empty? All you do is wait for me sitting silently and not doing anything until I arrive. When I do, all you do is just talk. You can't do anything without me, can you?"

She doesn't look offended. She just smiles into the distance. To the moon, perhaps. I wish I was the moon.

"You're right. I can't."

I look at Tasha’s profile. She's like a sculpture made by Aphrodite herself.

"And? Have you done anything to fix that?"

She shakes her head. "No, I haven't."

She's making me exasperated. I let her know of that. She smiles, sadly this time, her gaze isn't on the moon anymore. Now, is to the Snezhnaya cityscape beneath us.

Why won't she just look at me? I feel dumb for getting jealous of a mere cityscape.

"Is it the time? The time when you finally find me a burden to you? When you realize I'm just holding you back?"

Of course it is. It is always the time. She's a burden to me. She holds me back. I don't hide it from her, I let her know even.

"Yeah. You've been a burden to me. You've been holding me back since the day I found you, Anastasia."

Finally, she looks at me. I grow breathless. My heart is racing. I hate it. I've never wanted to tear out my heart so badly before.

"Then, should I leave?"

"Where?" I grit my teeth. Where does she think she can go? I wager my entire fortune that she'd die in her first kilometers from here. Or cough blood as she descended the stairs. And die as a fool.

"Somewhere."

How vague. She hasn't even decided where to go. She knows so little about this wretched world.

"Somewhere where I can ensure I'm nowhere to be found by you."

"No."

She looks at me, looking confused.

"Why not? You said I'm a burden."

"Did I ever say I would allow you to leave?"

Her breath catches. I lean in, furious, angry, sad.

"You're not allowed to leave. Ever. Understand, Anastasia?"

"Yes."

Her eyes reflect the moonlight and the stars and my whole world. I love her eyes. I love them even more when they gaze at me, and only me.

"Then... I'm sorry."

Yeah. Be sorry. Be so sorry to me. Cause she has no idea how much she has wronged me. How she's disrupted my mind and stirred my emotions, making it difficult for me to restrain myself from kissing her—

No. Don't look away. I'm terribly upset.

So I grab her chin and force her to look at me. Like this. This is better. She looks at me, bewildered, and I lean in closer.

Our breaths mingle.

Her hands on my arm and chest. I worry the fast tempo of my heartbeat would hurt her frail hand.

I look into her eyes.

And hers into mine.

"You're a burden. You hold me back. Never question that ever."

I whisper.

She ceases to breathe. She's holding her breath.

The blush on her cheeks says hello to mine.

"And I want you to hold me back more. Hold me back as much as you can. Be more of a burden. Cry, whine, fall ill, and scream. Do it. You're stuck with me until the day you die, and you have no other choice."

There. I've said it.

Her lips part.

"Makoto..."

My name. Coming out of her lips. Pure bliss.

"Yes." I pant, the feeling inside my chest suffocating me, something is punching my heart and I revel in every second of it. "Yes, I'm here. What do you need?"

She smiles and kisses me. And dear God, I don't object to this. I want nothing anymore.

A sinner just finds himself in heaven in this godforsaken world.

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what a plot. LMAO, im disappointed of myself

[azumasoroshi]

watched the first two episodes of oshi no ko a while back (REALLY FUCKING GOOD, ive been a manga reader for a while but i stopped reading the recent chapters and basically forgot everything except for the major points and god it’s so satisfying to have the adaptation remind me of what i’ve forgotten in the most beautiful way possible)

but this post isnt about onk, it’s about izaya!! izaya orihara!! lets fucking goooooooooo izaya idol au!!!! i cant get this flea out of my BRAIN

i was about to open a new canvas to draw some more shizaya stuff for my animatic that im never gonna finish and i was like huh. maybe i should draw onk fanart. and then i remembered this art of venti genshin impact with ai’s eyes and i remembered thinking man i hope this becomes an artist trend for people to do with their art blorbos! and then i was like OH. guess i could contribute to the trend by drawing izaya with ai’s eyes

and then i started thinking and i was like huh. Ai’s never experienced love from her parents, doesn’t think she knows how to love or how to express it, doesn’t get attached to others easily, is a perpetual liar, became an idol because she hoped she would learn how to love - oh hey doesnt. that. sound like izaya. just a little bit. not exactly, her character goes into more learning how to love/that she can love while izaya’s character is i can love but only impersonally because i’m afraid of getting hurt and his arc would be learning to let his walls down for his own good

SO for izaya idol au, izaya would become an idol because he wants to experience love, or something along the lines of “there’s no greater demonstration of parasocial love and foolish decision making than in the idol industry! ahaha~” and probably “idols are perfect liars and i need to put myself into their shoes so i can become an even better liar and close myself off to any possibility of falling in love that could ever exist”

there’s a lot of reasons he might want to become an idol, really. there’s so much corruption and behind-the-scenes dealing and lies and facades and shit in the entertainment industry that i think izaya would eat for breakfast. he would LOVE witnessing that shit and making his own shady deals and stuff and occasionally ruining lives and watching people rise and fall down the rankings and tear each other down. plus the people who are in it for passion rather than money are fascinating as well. psychology student’s dream really- i mean what this is definitely about izaya and not me projecting

plus he definitely has the looks for it (narita would hard agree given how many times he’s indirectly called izaya attractive through other characters. we love a canonically hot king)

now i need to make everything shizaya because i’m not okay but i have no idea who shizuo would be lmao

like you could make him some up and coming manager (no age difference stuff here sorry lmao) or a fellow idol (doubtful. shizuo can act cute but i dont think he could dance) or an actor like akane/kana or a streamer??? like memcho (my favorite character)

a mangaka/screenplay writer/writer in general could also work but i feel like you’d have less reason to interact with idols that way

idk how japanese idol groups work for men in particular or if there’s even like a market for that :sob: id have to look into that if i actually started making stuff for this au

alternatively izaya crossdresses as a female idol and somehow no one realizes. except for shizuo. that would be hilarious actually. he refuses to do swimsuit modeling or other provocative stuff and his fans are like “oh?? the brazen kanra-chan is unexpectedly shy?? how cute” and he plays into it but inwardly he’s like. god i know exactly how im gonna go out with a bang when i retire. and shizuo watches him playing at being shy on tv knowing that that motherfucker is planning to strip on his last days as an idol

anyway this is just me spitballing ideas but ill definitely write at least a concept/intro fanfic of this at some point so stay tuned lmAo im just about to run out of writing juices on ABAON so i gotta transfer my energy somewhere else and where better than the idol!izaya au

[smallpawedbear]

Smallpawedbear ⭐️ Rules and MasterList! ✨

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Hi! I’m smallpawedbear an anonymous aspiring author, film maker, musician, and artist! (i promise i’m totally sane whole going to school for all the above) Here on tumblr i want to share many of these arts and practice them with you guys via requests, currently I’m only doing fanfic requests but i might open up to more of my arts soon.

I’m just starting writing fanfics specifically so bear with me!

-🪐🌙⭐️

Fandoms i will write for:

Pokémon games and shows sun and moon - current, Genshin Impact, demon slayer, Harry Potter

If a fandom you want to request isn’t on there you can still try your luck as i look at all requests, you will just be more likely to get yours written with these fandoms.

I write for any characters!

Rules:

Be polite! I will NOT take requests that are demanding or rude!

Be Patient, it’s okay to submit a request twice but do NOT spam me with requests please!

Please be reasonable and follow my boundaries, i will only write what i am comfortable with

Do NOT be hateful or rude towards me or anyone else in any way!

Fanfic Can and Wonts:

Can:

Romantic, platonic, suggestive, gender neutral, male reader, female reader, SOME canon x canon, SOME oc x canon

I also write things like short stories for books you finish when you want more to read, or stand alone stories of characters that don’t include a reader.

General fanfics with non specific characters.

I also write non fandom specific stories, if you just wanted to share an idea as a request!

Wont:

NSFW, offensive themes, oc x oc, minor x adult, real people (celebrities, etc), poly relationships (i’m not great at the dynamic), gore, glorified mental illness, self harm, and form of extreme violence, pregnancy, cheating

If i don’t respond to or write your request after a week of sending then it’s either denied or i am not currently accepting requests.

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Master List 🌙

Pokémon:

Arven:

[victoria1676]

Where have I been?

Hi, Victoria here! ^^

Sorry for not posting or tell anyone of my progress after the news of Technoblade’s passing that also not only made me sad but it also made me toke a two week break from writing. Right now I am back in writing but at the small slow pace as I am trying to world build my story well without rushing it to make it ugly

So far I am definitely gonna think new ways to improve Prologue 3 which is not yet made as I haven't like decided how to start it so I apologize but I will work it on august hopefully however Im sure those who knows what is happening with Genshin.

We got leaks of what Sumeru is like (Rip Primos and wallets to everyone) and Im very excited as everyone who read my main Sagau or Sagau crossover of DSMP/SBI reader Sumeru and Snezahaya are the only ones who are not involved of the Imposter chase which i will try my best to explain why only those two nations did not hunt us down while rest such as Natlan and Fontaine hunted us down when one of them are supposedly could help us but I won't spoil why as I am waiting for Natlan and Fontaine to come so that I can work my way on them without making the characters in those nations look OOC when they are not out yet TwT

And of course the famous teaser that is about the Harbingers reaction to Signora’s death to which I did not expect it revealed all Harbingers and damn I wonder how the main SAGAU writers will write about them especially Regrator who caught my interest with Arlecchino UwU

But uh back in the Topic 😂

So like currently I am suffering a huge skin allergies which is a pain in the neck and I have no idea when it will be gone which is quite sad and annoying as the itchyness is hard to control sometimes TwT But don't worry I am doing okay XD

Although a bit oof a news.

The technolade tribute will have a bit changes as i decided to make it around the imposter au of Sagau but this will be more of Reader and Techno centric so basically more onto the Dream SMP so for those who dont know Dream SMP or never watch but came here for the SAGAU you can read it or not read it since I only made my story just for fun and so far I already have massive ideas for the "Leave me Alone and Let me build my s**t" such as I now decided that there will be like changes since i just edit this today and this draft was like last week XD

And what changes is that Prologue one will have addition of a Torture scene that a friend wanted me to add and I thought it would fit considering I decided to go around my Prologues and Interlude to add the Dark themes since things will go dark and very much have high tension once we get to the main plot of how the story began or rather how Reader felt being chased along with being labeled as an imposter when she is not.

So around August there will be a short (or not short due to my brainstorming and OCD build up whoops 😂😂) Prologue 3.5 or which uh basically is before the actually Prologue 3. What i mean is that 3.5 will mostly be a calm before the storm which will be another short point of view of the characters before Doomsday and I know everyone is not happy when they are waiting for the Doomsday to happen and Ill be honest I myself always is not happy but I have to do it so I can break expectations and also 3.5 will have a Harbingers and you guys will have to figure out who the traitor that spoke to Dainsleif because its gonna be a plot twist when you realize it was not them but another character who I always used my support XD

I wont spoil much but I can say hopefully Prologue 3 Doomsday will be moved on September since I do full chapters once a month due to being busy irl and school. I hope you guys understand especially its not easy to make a huge build up plot with worldbuilding and trying to make the characters in character without making them go OOC.

But yes this month I will do my best to finish the Technoblade tribute with reader and I can say there will be angst, comfort and a bit of a hint of the future chapters of my main story OwO! Despite i am supposed to rest with Allergies I need to make sure you guys will get enough SAGAU x DSMP/SBI reader XD

So I hope you guys understand and Inbox is open for questions which I will answer in my own pace as I am trying to get these allergies healed TwT

So yeah that's all! ^^

[ariapmdeol]

Oh, okay. So it isn't really stated in game, you're mainly using definitions from outside the game/unlinked to the game for your theories? That's interesting, so is Cell of Empireo one of those games like genshin where there isn't really much of a story, but the fans like filling in the blanks with their own writing & making ocs?

OH NO, IT IS STATED IN GAME, the youtube TL just isn't there yet! We're using information that's been referenced in the game itself, we just did a little extra research lol.

COE is the polar opposite of genshin impact; the story is thought out on such an intricate level that there is NO SUCH THING as a throwaway line or document in this game; it always comes back to being relevant. EVERY TIME. Every time I go back to reread or rewatch a specific section, I find a new detail or reference that I missed!

The Mutei portions are about something that we think will be more relevant in the sequel game; the reason we're going so far in is because the worldbuilding is there and foreshadowed, and we're trying to figure things out before the game comes out using the tools provided to us.

The foreshadowing is FANTASTIC and It really makes a second runthrough hit SO different (and not just because of the post-ending S Changes :3c )

ill put some more spoilery talk under the cut! I'll add my diagram of the different groups and organizations too-- That DOES have spoilers so no need to look to closely, but it gives a good understanding of how well thought out this game is! Most of this will make absolutely no sense to you though dsajlkdsajlkdsadsa it's a LOT of names

tldr: Please please watch cell of empireo it will change your brain chemistry

We're tracking clues left by the author, essentially! Mutei is only tangentially involved in COE, so we know next to nothing about him; all we really have is Hermit's Room (unlockable by completing the DLC and porting your save from the DLC into the base game), and a few documents shown in the DLC! We DO KNOW that he will be more relevant in Cell of Mirage (sequel game) bc [redacted for spoiler purposes]

Tarot cards and the Order of the Golden Dawn are both referenced specifically, Which is why we're bringing it into the theory :D

also mutei's a little shit who leaves ciphers lying around, it's so fun!

[asbestieos]

we used to be friends, way before, and like, wow, youve gone so far, proud of you

🥹🥹🥹 oh my goodness!! anon if youre who i think you are (i am somewhat confident in my silly hunch), im so happy to know youre still out there even if we dont talk anymore!!! admittedly i have the most terrible memory ever so i barely remember much of our time together (i wish i remembered more!! but as is, i cant even remember the last time i showered lmfao) but since its been such a long time, i hope its ok if i give you a Riley Life Update of the past.. two, three years? <- it feels like it has been longer than that 😭😭

2020!! i graduated!! i enrolled in school! i girlslayed hard! however due to World Events, i cant go to school in person and am relegated to online classes in my room </3 unfortunately im also in the deepest depths of my genshin phase and ran both my own And denver’s acc. sometimes i paid for her acc’s battlepass too it was bad DBDKBFJ

2021! girlslaying starting to fail from burnout and severe depression from being shut in! i passed my first semester exams with flying colors! i failed all but one of my second semester exams. also come january im both afflicted with covid and experiencing a bad bed bug infestation. #girlsuffering. i dropped out in the summer ^_^ this is when the terrible moodswings hit (i thought they were moodswings but as it turns out, i was incredibly emotionally unstable!! more on this later)

2022!! last year oh my gosh! denver and jasper/moth and i started talking about moving in together, which requires me to have money of course. so aprilish i get a job! i work at starbucks! i girlslay REALLY hard. i also start playing ensemble stars (the beginning of my curse……..). come july i had a massive breakdown and almost broke up with denver and our mutual friend group 👍 it was Bad bad.. but things worked out? <- this experience has led me to believe im probably a bpd haver becos of how wildly unstable i am. fun! crasy asf!

moving plans fall through as summer goes by, im still employed at my job, still havent gotten my license yet but it is ok i will get it soon, and come 2023, moving plans are back on!! hopefully will be seen-through ny the time summer comes…

tldr i have bpd, i dropped out and got a job, im gay a shit over idol bot gacha game, and by summer, ill hopefully be moved in with denver!! yeha those are the important updates! for me at least. randys in college now btw!!! in her sophomore year!! shes incredible truly! she lives on campus so i usually only see her once a month or so but shes literally awesome ^_^

very long update post and i made it all about me 💔 theres history between us that ive unfortunately forgotten and im sad that ive forgotten (then again i could always read back, but every time ive tried, ive only cringed at myself like OOGH is that me?? sickening) but im really glad to have gotten this anon!! if youre not the person i think you are thats okay and also i am sorry i assumed UEGEJVFDJF i needed this i think to try and reflect back on. the crazy ass time my newrly three years of adult life has been.. im 21 in july!!! crazy as hell!

i also hope the formatting is ok, i try to break up big paragraphs w/o starting a brand new one for the sake of readability <:] i think i mightbe learned that from you? i dont remember though guwbddjjd.. but i think about you on the occasion as i do with everyone ive ever met ever and im glad to know youre still kicking it like i am.. life is rough a hell 💔

theres not enough words i can say that can make up for not remembering us too well and also for saying and doing hurtful things to you if theres one thing ive not forgotten, its that i was not a very nice person way back when. but i hope now youre in a better place and you have friends who love you just as much as i did and still do!!

i have to go to work but uuwheuehehhehehrhfht thank you for reaching out anon i hope this post was nice to read and feel free to live in my inbox for forever, even if you wanna stay anonymous forever i dont mind! if youre not the person i was thinking of, rest well with the joy that youve given me a moment to reflect on myself euwhhwrh but if you ARE the person i was thinking of. im sorry i hurt you. and thank you!! i love you!! im glad you were a part of my life. i hope your day is good and your tomorrow is better!! live in my inbox if it pleases you!!

EDIT: FROGOR TO SAY IM PROUD OF YOU TOO 👍

[saetoru]

that other writer clearly didn‘t do enough research and threw a temper tantrum around nothing. If your work is getting mass "flagged" (it‘s not even flagging your work still appears in tags) it‘s mostly tumblr themselves who did it. Yeah, some people strive off being jealous on here, we been knew, but it‘s most likely tumblr this time. It happened to lots of writers on this platform to get all their work marked as mature, it‘s literally what tumblr wants. But to insult their readers and to think they‘re the main character everyone‘s jealous off is embarrassing on their part. Don‘t listen to those people tee, you know your worth, you‘re great, keep up the good work you‘re actually a good writer on this app and don‘t have to flex about it. <3

okay i mean in all realness almost all my kinktober posts have been flagged as explicit and if u just scroll thru the top tags for any fandom almost every smut post on there in the top tags is marked explicit too. it’s literally happening to almost every writer i don’t think i have a single moot who has 0 smut posts from getting caught by the system by now. anyway im not so petty as to flag ppls posts bc i don’t want them to get notes 💀 i mean this very humbly but djsjdjs i definitely don’t cry about not getting notes 😭 i will be very real, my posts generally get pretty good interaction and im very grateful for it so i don’t have any ill feelings of comparing my notes to other ppl. but i do understand that it’s very disheartening to have your posts flagged bc once they get flagged pretty much a majority of ur audience unknowingly gets cut from seeing ur content and it makes feedback rly hard to get so i definitely understand the frustration but pointing fingers is a little 😭 it’s rly mostly bc of tumblr itself fjsjfjf but oh well. i honestly don’t want any drama on here, i think there’s been a fair share of drama lately and a few banners is never gonna make me meddle with anyone’s writing bc i know how much time and effort goes into it and whether i have someone blocked or not i think all writers deserve positive feedback for the writing they take time to put out. but anyway ty for the kind ask and ty to everyone else who sent in kind asks and i’m sorry this all had to be on ur dash !! very interesting day today 💀

but anyway !! we will continue with our regular program now LMAKFKAJD so i’m gonna go play genshin for a bit and i will come back and scream about the new characters i meet in a bit stay tuned 🫶🏽

[ram-de]

my usual tuesday kinda day

oh wow, look who's here. me again. venting, thinking i'm going to have some reflective introspection moment only to get back and let myself fall deeper into the hole i dig myself. exactly. i know what i'm doing. and i can't even blame my home or my family. because i'm given space and time and all the warm comfort i needed. it's all me. i could blame my habit or some kind of mental illness but i'm not diagnosed and at this point that's just me trying to pick at something to blame.

i wrote a lot about how i'm so flawed and complain about myself and my life a lot. but there's not enough guilt. maybe i felt guilty when i wrote it, but all of it gone when i slept. the morning always fresh, though a bit clueless with all the options of what kind of distraction i'm going to sink deep into.

i've tried books. i don't read books, but if it's a distraction, i can dedicate weeks switching books. i've tried manga. andi i liked mangas, all the tropes and all the pretty art of works that i mostly read pirated because... i'm not exactly working and i don't know if i could afford subscription prices. i should work and let myself face the reality of how hard it is to make money but here i am. talking big and doing nothing. what else have i tried. oh. i've tried games, too. rhythm games, genshin and later on honkai. they're fun and immersive. i've tried netflix, movies or shows in general. and since i'm a marathon kind of guy, what else is there to do than to binge watch most of the series i found interesting?

i've tried lots but not anything productively. well, i tried doing doodling and sketching random things as a hobby. couldn't commit. what else? huh... i don't remember most of it. look at that. i haven't tried much. i didn't do things to improve myself. and no matter how long of a paragraphs i could write about how i really wanted to improve. i don't know if myself would commit to it. that's how much i don't believe in what i could do. 'coz it's so easy for me to bail. to ditch. to leave. to run away. to postpone. to be still. stagnant.

i'm such a hypocrite. fuck myself, am i right. fuck it all. but i can't afford to fuck it all life like that. because... because i spent time pursuing academics... and... and... it's just... i should be more desperate to run past the finishing line. but instead it's more of a whatever-ish kind of vibes from myself. it's so. weird.

it's easy to imagine how liberating doing such an fuck it all moves in life. i can't do fuck it all for a final year project of college because else how can't i graduate?! i can't do fuck it all for post-graduation plans because how else can i get a job? i can't do fuck it all for even coming out and saying i'm gay because i don't have a job and also i don't want to like be apart of my family and be estranged for it. i can't do fuck it all for shaving my head because i'm too much of a coward to make it like a symbolic kind of acts to make a fresh things to start my life with, and for me to just think of it like leaving my burden away with the hair being shed and cut. i can't do fuck it all because maybe i don't want to fuck life itself. i have hopes. but fuck me for not holding onto that strong enough to push myself forward. to force me to walk and do stuff. fuck it all. i said. fuck it...

what even i'm saying. i had this outline in my head about how i want to start the post of vent. so basically. i watched two seasons of the white lotus and it's such a good show. tense. funny. s1 definitely funnier than s2. it's so unhinged it's good. and ahem theo james. yes. um. what? no. i mean, i love series with ensemble cast. and the way it all lead up into the chaos that is the finale? *chef kiss* methinks.

okay, what else. ok prelude done. uh... then i was going to link it with why i was watching the white lotus in the first place. yes, yes. i was thinking of a show that is similiar to nine perfect strangers. and this one shows up right there. better, tbh. so... yep. and why was i watching nine perfect strangers in the first place? well, i was looking for bobby cannavale's other works since i liked his character in the station agent, joe. i think. i wrote a post about it. thinking it's going to be my. like. last movie before i face the world and my problems that i hid under my bed. and look am i here! you know what, why was i watching that in the first place? well, because i was watching kembang api on netflix, and was downright UNDERWHELMED by it. like. really. zero chemistry whatsoever. I'M NOT HATING ON LOCAL MOVIES!! i was intrigued by this movie and the premise. time loop? yea i'm a time loop trope enthusiast. ensemble cast? (i mean it's like 4, but still they're strangers) ok yea i like that too. and yea whatever. why was i watching this movie in the first place? becasue i was tired reading books.

and why was i reading books in the first place. exactly. distraction. fuck me.

ugh. i could talk about it for hours!!!! i should talk about it, actually. but like. with real people. not a void. but i like the void too.

currently? i'm thinking of what kind of lines i'm going to write? am i leaning into the oh i'm so scared of myself and the future or, would it be more into the well i don't think i cared anymore or stuff like that. but then i ended up thinking about what am i going to write? how do i want to be perceived when someone reads this like duh this is a venting blog no one is supposed to read this.

whatever...

how can i practice self-compassion when i'm so ignorant to my own responsibility? when i basically ditched myself? when i... i let myself be in this kind of situation again and again. there's no solution to a problem that i am not willing to work to solve. am i not willing? i'd like to think i am but i don't know how. no, scratch that. i am too ignorant to be willing. i don't know anymore.

maybe it's my hungry stomach writing. whatever... ugh... i'm reminded on the monthly reflection thing and the monthly spotify playlist too. see how commited i am to it whole? ahh....

[sabaramonds]

1, 3, and 7

i typed a lot but then it all boiled down to me discussing jjk and how the only character who should be sexualized by fandom is toji but then i got sidetracked because i remembered people write him as some bdsm loving sex god and thats just not true. Yeah he will make you a single mother (gender neutral title) but im pretty confident this man is on the vanilla side of things and would get pissed off about people assuming hes violent in bed. yeah he will murder teenagers for cash money but hes not going to spit in your mouth and choke you. sorry to fandom. anyway. well. thats all ill say. before i write a whole thesis about another character who everyone is wrong about. like idk every genshin impact character 3. i suddenly forget every bad take ive ever seen. ill come back to this if i remember something. (coming back as im about to hit post) Actually every single post obsessively defending the way ao3 operates. if you know you know 7. OMFG OKAY literally childe genshin impact but then i started to love him again through the power of friendship & the funny scenarios in my head. dude i hate how fandom treats this guy so much. its scary out here. its so scary to like genshin impact. i also felt this way about edgar from idv but then because i wrote him in a fic i like him now. since i dont touch idv fandom and have been spared from seeing the horrible things they do to my boy

[rinskirt]

does ami still know how to use tumblr?

i figured i could start journaling again. tbh i always liked long-form journaling a lot more than short-form blurbs and updates. twitter is more for memers, or people who like to make big, bold statements. i like to flesh things out, or think in pointless circles, which usually means 10-tweet threads no one asked for cluttering up their timelines. my posts aren't funny, or entertaining. i feel like i come off as really annoying on twitter. which for a long time has sucked and made me use of the site unpleasant. especially since it seemed like the last one left. but with twitter falling, where else is there to go?

i wish we could just bring back livejournal. i feel like the way hey separated things into communities--so you weren't forced to get annoyed over memes that aren't even for you in the first place, or diatribes about ships that are only logical and enjoyable to the people who ship them--was sincerely superior. i miss it. sadly, i don't know if it will ever come back since social media prioritizing engagement means the more people who see something, the better--even more so if it starts a fight because that will mean even MORE engagement, and even MORE clicks, and the cycle just keeps going.

tbh, for a couple years now i've been thinking it would, mentally, be so much better for me if i just quit social media. then i wouldn't have to see my friends' super exciting lives while i'm sitting home alone for the nth weekend in a row. it would mean less comparing myself to other people. more time to spend on doing things that would actually better my life. but it's a scary thought. because i'm so used to social media, so used to relying on the constant presence of others, would i still reach out to people? do i even know how to reach out to people anymore, without just screaming into the void that is twitter and hoping someone hears? will everyone forget i ever existed if they no longer see my tweets? or, worse, will they actually be glad i'm not on their feed anymore? would leaving social media just mean i'm alone from here on out?

idk. this is the dumb shit that haunts me. i grew up on the internet and on social media--was a part of the first generation to do so--so it's hard to envision my life without it. (really, social media is probably why my ability to reach out to others is so stunted...) plus, as an otaku, you kind of need social media to connect to others who share your interest. at least, you do if you're not an intensely outgoing extrovert. which i am most definitely not.

going to the genshin concert made me long so much for at least one actual flesh-and-blood friend who would want to go with me to stuff like that. i had so many feelings and thoughts that i just stewed over the entire walk back to the station, and then the hour and a half train ride home. all around me were people discussing it excitedly during every intermission, but i just kinda sat there and stared into space, listening to everyone around me talk, taking in all their thoughts and feelings and not being able to share any of my own.

i'm not someone who minds doing things alone. i think because of who i am, and the life i live, and the illness i've been dealt, i couldn't survive if i wasn't willing to do things alone. i feel like maybe that's a very lonely thing to say, and a very lonely way to think, but it's just my reality. i decided to abandon my entire life in the states where i already didn't have a ton of friends, and i came to a place where most of the people are just as shy and unwilling to reach out to strangers as i am. plus i continue in this limbo of moderately-okay-but-not-great japanese, at the level where you plateau if you don't speak much. and i don't speak much. i have a lot of trauma around speaking. it takes a very safe atmosphere to coax it out of me.

i was considering starting a journaling style that i saw recommended, where rather than writing, you record yourself speaking your thoughts and feelings. and while i know that would probably be very therapeutic and helpful for me in the long run, i haven't been able to bring myself to do it. in a book i've been reading lately, "the body keeps the score" by bessel van der kolk, he discusses how trauma freezes the part of the brain that processes language, and makes it hard to actually discuss what you're feeling. that's always been a problem for me. i don't want to talk about things. i don't want to put certain feelings and thoughts into the world. i don't even know how. not even to my phone in the privacy of my home.

but i do want to try it, if i can get myself to that point. i really do want to get better. i want so badly to stop being afraid of everyone in my life, of being abandoned by them, or being hated by them if i open up and show them the worst of me. if i admit how lost and sad and trapped i feel a lot of the time. i feel like i look like such a negative person, such a bitchy and whiny sadsack of a human, but it's because i'm afraid of everything. i'm like that annoying small dog that's so afraid you're going to kick it and so it makes itself as unpleasant to be around as possible so you just leave it be. if no one likes me, if everyone just leaves me alone, i'm safe. i can't be hurt anymore.

for how sad this journal entry comes off, though, i feel like i've been in an okay place mentally lately. the fact that i've been going out and doing stuff again is a sign of that. for a long while i remembered the first year i was in japan, how excited i was to go out and just do things, even if i had no one to do them with. but sometime around covid, that started slipping away--i stopped leaving my apartment until i was invited out, and stopped going to restaurants and shops and events unless someone would hold my hand. but i'm finally in a place where i feel like i've started to rebuild a bit.

i've been thinking a lot lately about what my priorities are, and what i can do to achieve those things, so i can have some semblance of peace and stability in my life. and right now, i feel like i want to just prioritize the idea of feeling good about myself and good about my life. i worked so hard to get to where i am now, and it feels like such a waste to be living it miserably. and while part of me can't help but feel like being miserable is just the hand i was dealt with my anxious, weird brain, i want to try to do something about it. i don't want to just continue to be sad about things and let those things fester even if they're things that can be changed.

so for now, i'll change the things that are in my power to change--my diet, my sleeping habits, getting enough exercise, doing more of the things i enjoy, cutting out more of the things that make me miserable (no matter how fun and addictive they seem in the moment...), and just being kinder to myself if i fail in any of those at any given moment. i want to feel like i am some power over my life again, however little.

anyway. now that i've made myself cry writing this, i need to run to the store. but it truly is therapeutic to actually type all this out. i enjoyed it. i missed journaling. i'll have to do this more often.

[bl00dgutsgl0ry]

i dont know if ive ever talked about my crazy obsession with robert pattinson on here before but when i tell you ive been a fan since OG twilight days— ive watched borderline everything hes been in so i had to put my hatred for superhero movies aside and watch The Batman and my fucking god… plz robert hml to get your ass ate because GOD DAM YOU PUT YOUR WHOLE PATTUSSY INTO THAT FUCKING MOVIE

[kirozai]

Hi! I hope your having a good day! Would I be allowed to ask for the reactions of Some genshin boys reacting to the reader on their period (to make it better pretend they don't know what periods are)

Thank you for your time and feel free to not answer this

hi there’! apologies for not getting to you sooner. and i hope you have an extravagant day! <3 (its day for me rn :) )

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Is it that time?

sfw, fluff, obsessive worshiping, religious themes, genshin impact cult au, afab reader.

zhongli

it all started off with you getting sick, at first zhongli thought it was just something you caught and isolated away from others to protect you , but then it became a pattern. every month for around a week you would get really bad cramps and horrible symptoms. the best he can do is have healers by you easing the pain a bit. unlike the other world you were in you had to suffer and pray the pain medication would kick in soon here in teyvat there are healers and medications stronger then even prescriptions. thats a plus side i guess. your surprised to find out that… no one. and i mean no one. has a damn idea about what a period is. i mean that box of tampons/pads that somehow keeps getting refilled with magic, which no one has any idea what there for, thank you celestias for having a bit on mercy and not letting you free bleed. when you explain to zhongli what it is, hes on a search to try to find something to stop the pain. after a while of trying herbs and medication, you two find one that helps the pain and sometimes gets rid of periods all together. kinda like birth control but stronger. so now with the medication you can live a somewhat non-painful life.

xiao

xiao is… confused to say the least. while you two were walking the celestias thought it was a great idea to make you start now. like right now. we dont care if you dont have anything. xiao starts panicking when he sees blood which causes him to go adeptus mode. the first thing he does is bring you to the teapot. okay now there are a bunch of healers and doctors around you trying to figure whats going on. at first, you think this is all a joke being played on you, you realize xiao doesnt make jokes like this. do they really not know whats going on? you explain it to them. a bunch of “oohhs” are exchanged but with xiao it brings him sadness that you have to suffer every month. :c he knows what if feels like. for this section ill say that there is no help and its just the sanitary items. ciao will always get your favorite foods and hangout a lot. he needs to keep an eye on you when zhongli is out of course. zhongli is trying to find something that can help make you feel even a little better. xiao would do things with much more. for example, you want water? already done. breakfast? all made in bed for you to eat. ( or a table if you prefer that”)overall hes quite kind with your times. even when you get mad for no reason.

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i am so tired. i cant even post to my full potential :( (sorry venti)

thank you for reading this! and requesting i did want to make it longer but i need to feed my children.

requests are open

kirozai out!

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edit: hi everyone im going under surgery so ill be out for a couple of days! wish me luck! ill try my best to get back asap. <3

[danafeelingsick]

Are there any genshin impact characters you think would have chronic stomach issues that would cause them constant nausea, vomiting and stomach pain or gurgling?

let me start off by saying, i had to do some research because chronic illness is kind of a new area for me, but that was interesting. i tipically shy away from anything scat-related as I'm not into it in the slightest, that's why i didn't point to any specific issue, more just mixed and matched symptoms to what i think fits best. that being said, thank you for this ask, anon. i went a little ham on this, so sorry if i went a little off topic.

headcanons under the cut

Kaeya

He would be one to have the worst stomach issues behind closed doors and no one would have the minimal idea. While drinking and eating regularly with acquaintances gives him the approachable facade so useful to his double nature, it also takes a toll on his stomach. Given how much greasy pub food and sugary cocktails he goes through in a night, and how demanding his post as a glorified errands boy is, it's surprising he manages to keep a straight face while his stomach is trying to eat itself.

Razor

This poor boy probably has had a lot of issues adapting to the food of Mondstadt, given how long he spent living with his pack of wolves, surviving off raw meat and whatever else he could gather. Foods too elaborate, like anything above the complexity of a roast, would leave him with indigestion, or pretty much his body would just reject it with growls and noisy complaints.

Bennett

Another poor boy, always short on his luck, probably has food poisoning so frequently he can barely tell when something he ate has gone sour. Canonically a pretty strong stomach, given how much he's been through, but that has left a big scar on him. Even if what he ate was perfectly okay, just the suspicion of poisoning would leave him anxious, and everything just wouldn't settle in his belly.

Jean

She's so stressed and tired all the time, that her poor stomach probably can't handle much anymore, so any heavy or fatty foods leave her sluggish and nauseous. That, combined with the deprivation of food in exchange for efficiency and more work done, and the constant medication to counter that. Poor Jean probably has a lot of acid reflux and heartburn as a result, that sometimes could lead to her vomiting seemingly out of nowhere.

Diluc

While I just love to dump every curse imaginable onto Diluc, canonically I think he would be pretty much immune to anything sickness other than poisoning attempts. Now, headcanon-wise, I think he would have quite the list of food intolerances, stuff he would not inform his cooks, but just turn his nose to it. This boy is a ball of stress even though he doesn't show it, so indigestion, acid reflux, and general queasiness would be part of his daily routine.

Tartaglia/Childe

He used to be better than this, so much better. But his job as a fatui harbinger, the physical and mental strain, the constant traveling, by foot, by wheel, by sea, by wind, and the transformations. It's killing him little by little, but he refuses to acknowledge it even when his stomach decides to turn itself inside out and he can't keep even water down for who knows how long the next episode will last? If the stress wasn't enough, the foul legacy transformation is there to leave his health in shambles. There are days he can barely get out of bed because of how much it hurts and days when the pain is just a numb echo in the back of his mind.

(welp, that went for a little too long)

Zhongli

I couldn't resist not putting him here. For the sake of the plot, he normally can deal with most foods and his stomach takes everything pretty well, but he has days where his human form is just unstable, and eating feels like an alien experience for him. Food doesn't go down, or it just doesn't digest, it tastes off, it hurts him, and that hurts him even more, for good food is one of the few reasons he's still living among the mortals. Being reminded of it, that he's not human, and he's no longer an archon, and that erosion will catch up to him sooner or later, just leaves him... hollow.

Albedo

He doesn't need to eat, necessarily, being a homunculus and all, or at least I headcanon as much. But he does so to blend in and feel any joy from tasting delicious meals. Canonically he eats spiders, so I don't he's opposed to eating strange combinations, or trying out concoctions just to know what it'll do to him. More often than not Albedo has trouble processing all the food he ate, sometimes even going past what he can hold, and landing himself in a pretty bad stomach ache. While he does overwork himself to the point where no human could survive, he barely notices when he's truly ill. Albedo also eats to soothe the constant queasiness and discomfort in his belly from not eating properly.

Xiao

He's about the same deal. Doesn't need to eat, and doesn't need to sleep, but in his case, he's not looking to blend in. Canonically he used to consume dreams, and now he eats the almond tofu because it reminds him of the texture. I think Xiao is just constantly hungry and suffering that hollow burning feeling in his stomach until he can find something to soothe it, be it snow or almond tofu since everything else always comes back up. His stomach just can't hold onto foods he hasn't conditioned himself to process over so many years. Xiao's stomach is probably very noisy for his size, but most don't seem to notice as he doesn't stay in their presence for long.

Thoma

He has had some bad encounters with Ayato's culinary before, and the semi-frequent stomach issues he would get from it have probably strengthened him over the years. Only to the extent where he can hide any discomfort for as long as he needs, just to keep the appearances for his lord and his lady. Thoma's also overworked to the bone, to the point where exhaustion equals a long period of stomach pains and queasiness.

Gorou

This poor boy. He works so hard, he thinks of others before himself, and he's there if anyone needs him, but ultimately he'll choose to suffer alone. Being a dog (I'm not all that sure where stands), his list of things he can't even dream of eating is extensive, so more often than not, his stomach is revolting against him for not paying enough attention, or for just opting to eat something because it was the only thing available. While he tries to hold onto to vomit until he just can't anymore, he'll end up hurting his airways in the process, spelling a long while of difficulty swallowing, heartburn, and more food deprivation because of it.

Arataki Itto

My beloved. This lovely Oni comes packed a shit ton of allergies, the worst of all being beans, where even a single one could spell death for him. This happens on an almost daily basis, where besides the almost instant anaphylaxis and the vomiting spells that come from actually consuming the beans or just coughing so much he ends up hurling, his throat and stomach are left completely sore and extremely sensitive. Itto has trouble swallowing and keeping food down after he comes out of a particularly serious episode of allergy. More vomiting on top of that just never let's his esophagus heal. On top of that, acid reflux, a sore throat, s constantly noisy stomach and chest pain are just realities for him, but that doesn't stop him from shouting everywhere he goes. A gassy belly and obnoxiously loud burps are also included.

Shenhe

She's been training in isolation, in the mountains, eating nothing but flowers. Naturally, she's constantly suffering from nausea and abdominal pains, but years of meditation and concentration have teached her on how to push those obvious signs of her body asking for help to the back of her mind. Shenhe can't stomach anything other than the divine herbs she had learned to tolerate, her stomach just rejects it, sending her into the worst vomiting spells she has ever experienced. But that doesn't stop her from trying, forcing herself to eat like a human, not an adeptus, for the sake of her new friends.

Kamisato Ayato

Exhaustion is this man's only weakness. Ayato works himself to near collapse when he needs to, and that only serves for a sluggish sickly Ayato when he manages to wake up. Only then he'll notice how long he's gone without food, and how now his stomach is loudly complaining. He might vomit from migraines, from going too long without proper sustenance, from sleepless nights, and as result, his stomach becomes more and more fragile with each passing day.

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okay guys so rn im using my laptop to write because i left my phone in my car and i hear gunshots outside :0 anyways heres ur genshin bf (albedo being a friend until its implied that he confesses to you) being jelly (kazuha and albedo) :requested:

genre: fluff (finally lol)

a/n: sorry for not posting in a long time! Ive been doing some self-reflecting (?) because something recently came up but im back now! ill try to post more often i promise :) also gn!pronouns also i got lazy at the end of Albedo's part lol also should i make a masterlist?? my page is getting to the point where it needs one lol

Kazuha

You both decided that it was the safest to stay in Liyue for now, considering that it was a risk having Kazuha stay in Liyue, also considering the fact that you could potentially get hurt if you were found working with him. Besides, it was Kazuha's idea in the first place. He originally wanted you to stay in Liyue by yourself, but you were able to convince him to do the same.

So here you both were, staying at the Wangshu Inn while waiting until you were able to get an actual home. Surprisingly, you had become rather close with the adeptus that stayed up on the balcony- his cold demeanor had become softer around you. And that angered Kazuha the most.

See, Kazuha wasnt a jealous man. In fact, he had his fair share of times that he hung out with women who he was close to. But he also considered Xiao as a threat of some sort. He was a smart and observant boy who was able to read anyone like a book. He knew Xiao had good intentions, as he was known as the protector of Liyue, yet he always saw Xiao giving him a look that seems like he wants to murder the poor samurai in his sleep. Besides, youve been talking to Xiao a lot more than Kazuha- and it seems like youre slowly replacing Kazuha with Xiao.

So here you stood- you and Xiao having a friendly conversation while Kazuha jealously watched from a distance. You both were talking about normal things- you were interested in how Xiao's duties worked and he was explaining it to you. But Kazuha could easily notice the light blush that tinted the yaksha's face- clearly indicating that he felt some way about you.

"-And thats why I stay up here." Xiao finally finshed. You grabbed Xiao's hands- making his eyes widen and body tense- and you stared at them.

"Xiao, I really admire what you do for the region i call home. It means a lot to hear that you care about the things you do, unlike what everyone else says." You looked up at the boy and smiled, causing Xiao's face to become even redder than before.

However, before he had the chance to respond, Kazuha walked around the corner of the balcony, making direct eye-contact with the other anemo user.

"Hello, love. Who do we have here?" Kazuha smiled at you, giving you a quick kiss on the forehead before looking at Xiao.

"Oh, im surprised you dont know him! This is Xiao, someone who watches over Liyue."

"Its a pleasure to meet you, Xiao." Kazuha gave the adeptus a fake smile, causing Xiao to scoff in return. "Are you the geo archon?"

"No, if i was then i wouldnt have an anemo vision," Xiao said, looking at your boyfriend with a mixture of disgust and annoyance. Kazuha only stared at him in response before his gaze went to his hands that you were still holding.

"Hm, my apologies. Anyways, love, if I can speak to you for a moment that would be apreciated. Its rather urgent." You nodded before letting go of Xiao's hands, waving at him before following Kazuha into your hotel room.

"So whats the matter-" You began, yet Kazuha only closed the door and trapped you up against it, his hands on either side of your head. You could feel the intense heat radiating off of his face.

"Are you more interested in that adeptus than you are in me?" Kazuha quietly asked. This was unusual for him- he usually confronted you with confidence.

"Wh- of course now! Where did you get that idea, Kazuha?" You laughed, before slipping under his cage and hugging him. "He's only a friend of mine whose backstory interests me. Thats all, Kazuha. I could never love anyone more than I love you."

Kazuha smiled at those words- all of his jealousy quickly melting away and turning into admiration before giving you a hug in return.

Albedo

You only worked with him as an alchemist, nothing else. You only thought of him as a friend and working partner, thinking that that's also how he thought of you. You told yourself that after getting the idea that he liked Sucrose before you were going to confess your love to him. You'll admit- he was smart, caring, and handsome. But for some reason, you just couldnt really imagine him liking you back. So, you put the thought into your head that he only thinks of you as a friend.

But you were so wrong.

Albedo watched in silence as you quietly and gracefully attempted to create a safer form of polychlorinated biphenyls, a focused expression printed onto your face. Albedo couldnt help himself though- you always clouded his mind. He always wanted to express his love for you- wanted to tell you how much you mean to him, but he couldnt. After all, you liked Venti. Allegedly.

"Hm... 'Bedo, what do you think? Ive managed to recreate PCBs, but i just dont know how to make a safer form of it." You sighed, looking up at the boy with tired eyes. You also worked in Dragonspine- in a different camp than him, but for some reason, he enjoys being in your camp more than his own.

"Im not sure. What's your motivation for attempting to recreate this chemical anyways?" He asked, taking a look at the substance you created. You shrugged.

"Im not even sure anymore. I started a while ago, but ive completely forgotten the reasoning behind it."

"...Well, polychlorinated biphenyls is highly toxic to humans and the environment, so maybe you shouldnt toy around with this. On top of that, you should take a break. Your eyes are red." Albedo advised, facing you fully and leaning closer to your face, examining your features. You were able to feel his breath on your lips as he held your face in his hands.

"I want you to take care of yourself, alright?" He continued. His voice was soft as he spoke, his breath ghosting over your own lips. He stared at your eyes for a few seconds before you finally decided to respond.

"...Sure."

He let go of you, slightly smiling at your words. "Im gonna take a trip to Mondstadt, ill be back."

"Mm, its rather late, no? I think you should stay here with me." He said. He'll admit- he sort of wanted to sound desperate in a way. This is his way of subtly hinting to you that he has feelings for you, i guess.

"I-It's fine, ill only be taking a short walk." You nervously said, waving your hand in the air in dismissal. "Besides, ill most likely be with Venti at the tavern if youre worried about my safety."

"..." Albedo knew he couldnt convince you to stay- he's tried before and he wasnt able to. So he just shrugged and agreed.

...

The next day, he woke up in your own house, laying on your bed, You were nowhere to be found though, which was odd. It wasnt like Albedo hasnt woken up in your bed before- he has many times. Its just that youre either in bed with him, or on the floor.

He got up and stretched before making his way into your living room, hearing the hearty laugher of you and Venti. Albedo mentally scowled at his voice- Venti, who somehow managed to get you to like him, was able to make you laugh- something that Albedo wasnt usually able to do.

-Mhm! Venti, youre always able to make me cheer up." You smiled and put your hand on his shoulder, causing him to give you a large smile.

"Of course I am! I know you better than anyone else does."

Albedo shivered at his words, jealousy rushing through his veins. He wanted to be the one to know you better than anyone else does, he wanted to be the one who makes you laugh, he wanted to be the one who you were dating! That's when he got an idea.

"Y/n, please come here, will you? I require your assistance," Albedo called, not actually needing anything from you.

"Hm? Oh, sure! Ill be back." You said to the bard and made your way over to the alchemist. He led you back into your bedroom and shut the door, making his way to your bed.

"Y/n, ive been hiding something for too long." He began, taking a deep breath in before looking up at you. "Please, come closer to me."

You obliged and sat next to him. He then, out of nowhere, laid on your lap and looked up at you. "Is this alright?"

"Y-Yeah, but whats this about?" You asked, heat rising to your face. You did like Albedo, youve come to realize. Thats what you were talking to Venti about this morning- you were confused and angry about your feelings towards the boy.

"Im only expressing my feelings, thats all." He said with a straight face. You frowned in confusion.

"I dont think i understand what you mean..."

"...I see. Then let me make it more clear for you," He sat up from your lap, took your face into his hands, and gave you a quick kiss on your lips.

"Do you understand what I mean now?"