#too sleepy to be bitter rn

[soullessjack]

posts that I have never been able to stop thinking about since I first saw them and now it’s like permanently embedded into my brain matter like a microchip that electrocutes me every so often

[0rchidm4ntis]

drinking coffee in hopes that it'll ACTUALLY do what it's meant to do. for once

[slytherinshua]

CHERRY BOWS

genre. fluff. cheol as a dad. warnings. toddler/parent stuff. cheol gets jelly. pairing. husband!scoups x wife!reader. wc. 1k. request. request by @blue-jisungs: you asked for soft hours n i shall give!! it’s been in my mind for a hot while actually but i’m too busy rn to do it myself… and you’re the perfect person bc U MADE ME THINK IF TJAT 🫵🫵 jealous dad seungcheol :( ofc he loves u n ur kid but give him some attention too smh >:T and requested by anon: i love your svt as dads!! they’re all so cute and i’d like to request one for cheol! a/n. i love love love dad cheol omg :( my second dad fic for him hehe <3 hes so girl dad coded and SOOOOO ADORABLE SKDJKS I LOVE HIM!!!!

“You ate without me…?” Cheol’s sleepy mumble was the first thing you heard from him. He had tiredly trudged downstairs when he had woken up and you weren’t next to him in the bed. It was already a bad start to the day when that happened, and he was frowning and pouting and generally sulking about it by the time he found you.

He wrapped his arms around you from the back, trapping you in the middle of the living room so you couldn’t continue without giving him the attention he needed. You smiled at his clinginess and deep raspy morning voice, but scoffed at how baby-like he was in the morning. Sometimes he acted even more like a child than your actual child. 

Eunha was your now 2 year old daughter. She was adored by everyone and constantly doted on. She could be a handful at times, but only because she had started to take after your bossiness and knew exactly how to appeal to Seungcheol. If she ever wanted something, all she had to do was look at them with those big boba eyes that she got from him, and he’d be folding.

He loved her more than anything. Probably even more than you, but you were okay with it. It warmed your heart how much he cared for his daughter. He’d die for her in a heartbeat without a second of hesitation. You were learning more and more every day the love a father could hold for his children. You had expected this attitude when you married him, of course. Because you knew him and you knew how caring he was. He was so filled with love for people and the world, and you were so lucky to have him.

Starting a family had always been a dream for both of you, and Eunha’s birth had been your biggest blessing. It was challenging to take care of a toddler, but you and Cheol always did your best.

Eunha was happily playing with her toy dolls after eating breakfast— the entire living room spread with her mess. It was always a constant of cleaning her toys in the evening just for her to make a new mess the next day, but you didn’t mind. It was worth it to see her so happy, and though it could be stressful to have a messy space sometimes, her happy giggles made up for it.

“Were you playing dolls with her without me as well?” Cheol asked, the pout he was wearing somehow finding its way into his tone. You giggled and he squeezed you tighter out of jealousy. He didn’t want to admit that he missed your attention being only on him, but it was true. 

You were getting up earlier to feed Eunha and play with her in the morning. The sleepy morning cuddles that Cheol looked forward to every time he fell asleep next to you were becoming rarer and rarer and he felt bitter about the change. It just wasn’t the same with Eunha. It wasn’t worse, it was definitely better in most aspects, but the free time that he had enjoyed before was being sucked away by the little child.

“She wanted me to be the doctor.” You told him, explaining the dynamics of Eunha’s favourite game. She would be the mother to her little baby doll, and either Cheol or you would usually be the doctor.

“The bed was so cold without you…” He murmured, pushing his cheek against your neck. His skin was warm against yours and you leaned into him more, savouring the feeling.

“I’m sorry. You know that Eunha likes to get up early…” You whispered.

“She should’ve woken me up instead of you. Aren’t you tired?” 

“A bit. Eating breakfast with her was nice, though. She insisted on having strawberries with her yogurt since she had seen me eat it like that once.” You smiled. Seungcheol pouted.

“I thought I was her favourite…” He was mostly joking, of course, but slightly hurt. He had always been susceptible to jealousy. Maybe he was a little too greedy— he loved watching you and Eunha spend time together, but he also hated being left out.

Your little moment of warm embrace was interrupted after 2 minutes, a giggly Eunha running up and clinging to her father’s leg. She babbled something about her doll and wanting to get ice cream later today, which you were sure Seungcheol would indulge her in. He spoiled her too much.

You were happy to see your husband’s pout lift up into the sweetest of grins. He picked up Eunha, holding her so that she was resting on his hip. He kept one arm around you; almost if you would run away and leave him if he didn’t. Which was probably partially true since you hadn’t cleaned up from breakfast yet.

“Give daddy a kiss?” Cheol asked Eunha, giggles ensuing amongst both of them. She leaned forward and kissed his cheek cutely and you smiled. Now that Seungcheol was awake as well, the two would be inseparable for the rest of the day— especially since Cheol didn’t have any work to get to.

The morning happily proceeded with a small second breakfast and playtime. Now that your husband was being included in every activity, he was all smiles and giggles. He liked being the centre of attention; you had discovered that fact throughout the years. He was the happiest man in the world when he knew he was making his daughter happy.

Her happiness always came first, even when it relied on Seungcheol’s hair being tied up in pigtails with little cherry-coloured bows because Eunha wanted to play hairdresser. You were almost envious of how cute he looked in them. It was impossible not to love everything that Cheol did.

Along with the bows came matching sweaters with a cherry pattern for father and daughter. One look at the two and you could easily declare them the two cutest human beings in the entire world.

↳ svt taglist: @kangtaehyunzzz,, @yeonjuns-redhair,, @ddeonudepressions,, @hannahsophie0103,, @skz-minchan-enthusiast,, @shuabby1994,, @icyminghao,, @98-0603,, @weird-bookworm,, @edensgardenn,, @wonwooz1,, @cyberpunksunwoo,, @cienlvrs,, @amara-mars

[mono-dot-jpeg]

the tiny exception - express crew

summary; there's only one exception to the few rules that the express crew have...

genre/extra tags; fluff, family dynamics, pompom is the softest rabbit thing in the universe i love them, papa welt (real), auntie himeko iykyk, the rest of the gang are the siblings, caelus learns abt the world with you :'), your honor they're just trash raccoons, selective mute! caelus

[platonic] [child (7-9)! reader]

[warnings; reader implied to have a tough life before getting taken in, trash digging mentioned/j]

word count; 608

a/n; whoops i made another hsr fic and it's another family fic :) im watching blue lock rn and it's definitely passed some expectations and i like it so far so that's good, there's some silly little guys i like (it's the crazies unsurprisingly) maybe i'll write something to test the waters for blue lock. this show wildin tho

i use caelus for hsr so im writing caelus, sorry stelle enjoyers

[rule 1; no touching pompom]

caelus learned that one after attempting to comfort the conductor. and yet,

"you're so squishy, pompom!" a pure as snow giggle rings in the train as the trailblazer watches you cuddle pompom. "so fluffy!"

"oi! don't hug me too hard!" they squirm, trying to loosen your grip.

"sorry!" you smile innocently as you look up to see the silver-haired trailblazer, watching you. "hey caelie!" you let go of pompom, running straight to him.

he's quick to pick you up as you stretch your own arms out towards him. he looks at you with curious eyes and then glances at pompom who is cleaning their uniform.

"i wanted to hug pompom! and i did!" you cheered. it earns you a silent chuckle from caelus. much to pompom's relief, he takes you away and to the passenger rooms.

[rule 2; don't drink mr. welt's coffee]

that rule was interesting. it was set because of you really. you tried the coffee once and almost cried. turns out you can't handle the bitter taste unsurprisingly.

"i know you're gonna do it, y/n." you freeze in his lap as welt continues to answer caelus's questions on the phone.

"but what if it tastes different?"

"it's still coffee, dear." you rest your cheek on welt's shoulder, face squished as you stare at the cup of dark liquid. welt doesn't say anything after that, a gentle sigh leaving his lips.

"did auntie himeko make it?"

"no, she didn't."

"then it will taste different." you reason but it doesn't sway the tired father figure. you reach to take a sip. you look up at welt as if expecting the male to stop you but he doesn't.

he knows. he knows what's going to happen and he's not going to stop it. (he does have a different drink on hand, ready for you.)

you take a sip.

and you cry. "papa!" he sets your favorite drink down, moving the coffee towards him. "why do you drink that?!" he guides your favorite drink towards you and you immediately drink it.

"i drink it because i like it."

"you have bad tastes, papa." you stick your tongue out at him.

"and yet you keep drinking it every time."

[rule 3; sleep on time!]

another rule in place for you. did you ever follow it? sometimes.

but you were only a kid.

"but i don't wanna sleep!" you tugged onto dan heng's clothes as if he would help.

he does not.

"you need to sleep. you're going to be all sleepy in the morning."

"but i want to stay with you guys!" dan heng picks you up into his slightly awkward hold. "please?" you drag out your pleas in hopes of convincing your older brother figure to let you stay up with the trio.

"sorry, y/n. but i don't think welt would allow that."

"but i'm not ti.. tired!" you yawn between your last word, your hands reaching to rub your eyes.

"you totally are, y/n." march cooed, taking you from dan heng's arms. "let's get you to himeko or welt, hm?" the trio is gentle to bid you a goodnight and a pat on the head (and kiss on the cheek from march) while you're taken to rest with himeko.

"there's the sweetie. awh, you must be exhausted." you're laying in himeko's arms, feeling sleepy with her warmth wrapped around you. "thank you march, have a good time with the others." march waves her goodbye before leaving with the trailblazer and dan heng.

"but i wanna go..." you frown, twisting and turning in the redhead's arms.

"how about you spend sometime with me, welt, and pompom before bed?" himeko suggests.

"are we gonna read some stories?"

"we'll let you pick."

"okay."

you fell asleep about 3 minutes later before you could even hear a story.

[outofthiisworld]

GET TO KNOW YOUR ADMIN !!

name: Boo! pronouns: She/They (no preference, i like both :3)  preferred comms: tumblr ims mostly! if we mesh well+spoken ooc a lot we can chat on discord too :) i uuh do tend to forget to check my discord messages outside of my webhooks however names of muse: Ophelia, Doc, Copycat and Father Necrosis rn! A few ✨secret-menu✨ muses/npc’s as well

experience in RP: been rp’ing since i was 13 so bout 14 yrs exp rn! (i say 10+ in my rules tho cause that’s one less number i have to change each birthday)— most of my experiences have been w/ a close knit group of buds that soon turned into 1+1 rp’ing with a bestie im still VERY close with :3c

i dabbled in online rp’ing around eeeeeehhh 2015ish but i certainly wasnt putting myself out there like i am now sdfsdfg

best experiences: the entirety of this blog tbh. a few bumps in the road and learning curves to get back into the groove of things, but ultimately i feel like a carved out a really excellent and chill lil’ corner on this site :”) special shoutouts to some really INCREDIBLE partners and buds that make rp’ing on here beyond delightful:

@pzfr is a phenomenal writer, a beyond thoughtful rp partner and perhaps a bit too powerful of a creative— personally if some horrific yet comedic demise should befall me then i trust full custody of doc & ophelia to him 100% HE GETS IT (don’t u worry i’ll live forever tho). For real though, there's such genuine love in the way he works with the genres that inspire him as well as with writing as a whole! @5mind GAAAARLIIIIIIIC. we continuously cook up dubious foods in the dms; our plots are forebodingly diabolical (affectionate) and [covering garlic's ears] i still plan to consume their brain for power. he’s got THE most creative and inspired never before seen characters on this side of the universe that i adore so so so much and tbh if you aren’t following her like…….bro be fr with me rn like why @riiese Mark’s writing legitimately inspires me. They are THE voice master dude. The way they weave words together feels right out of a fairytale with this whimsical magic to it that gets me lost in the moment!!! i can’t help but get swept up in their beautiful prose!!! @dynamoprotocol BRO lowkey i remember being shocked when I saw he followed me. From the writing, the care to detail, the art, Clarissa/Chance’s development, the worldbuilding, AND he’s CHILL AS FUCK??? and you wanna follow ME dude??? for real though, i cant sing enough high praises!! @natterghast i stumbled upon her by chance and sooooooo happy i did <33 their ocs absolutely captivated me, each one has this cozy cosmic horror vibe that im? obsessed with?? AND THE WAY SHE WRITES IS SO GORGEOUS AND FULL OF MEANING AND CARE THEY PUT IN AND [wrattling the bars in my enclosure]

there are so many more i can shout out but i will have to cap it here since this post has gotten ... so long and i am now so sleepy. Genuinely though, everyone I follow and get to see pop up on my dash both makes me day and inspires me as a creative each and every time!!!

pet peeves/dealbreakers: the biggest ones for me rn are like … needlessly aggressive ooc attitudes, be it towards anons, in rules, in posts— esp if someone is flaunting about being mean i uh. have fun i guess? not for me.

Condescending rules, especially those geared towards oc’s, might even result in an insta-block from me. (i promise it’s okay to just say ur selective overall and leave it at that).

muse preference ( fluff, angst, smut ): I generally like to lean more into light-hearted & comedic stuff, esp when first interacting but cus it’s fun! Once I get comfy with my rp buds tho i do loooooove to get into the meat n potatoes— the drama, the action, THE DRAMA!!! <- but a nice balance is important to me!

if everything is doom n’ gloom all the time without either a break, some sort of bitter-sweetness, and/or light at the end of the tunnel— then The Dread™ starts to feel too much for me :0 that being said … horror is … so much fun too <3

plot or memes: memes are a life savior esp when it comes to breaking the ice— i wouldn’t be cookin’ up like. any of the delectable plots i got brewing in the dms without em >:0

long or short replies: BOTH! i tend to naturally lean towards longer replies, moreso because i always have A Lot To Say™️ but i love goofing around with shorter stuff <3

best time to write: if i had my way it’d be an hour or two after i wake up in the morning and made myself my fancy energy drink + did my n.eopets dailies 💕 i try to make sure i get one day off like this each weekend it’s so lovely. Otherwise, i try not to stress about it too much and do what i can. i want my rp buds to know i genuinely dont mind waiting for replies or anything and i think it starts with how you hold yourself to that same degree too

are you like your muse?: ooooo aren’t we all in some way? it’s important to sprinkle some part or facet of YOU into them, especially ocs!

i will say, Doc is far closer alike to me versus anyone else on this blog, esp when it comes to values! he’s just far more gung-ho that i could ever have the energy to be tho. also i hope im not as stubborn as him 💀

i did give Ophelia my weird girl tendencies tho but cranked that shit up into MAXIMUM OVERDRIVE!!!

tagged by: @pzfr

tagging: i uh. i think most of my mutuals already got tagged this SO if you see this and you havent........PLEASE do this and tag me weeheehee <3

[onedaughterofman]

Writing Sessions #5 (Papa Emeritus III x Omega Ghoul)

Summary: When Omega finally wakes up, his hands are coated in something warm and he sees only red. In the distance, someone won't stop screaming.

Tags/Warnings: Angst, blood, corpses, character death.

A/N: I'm really sleepy rn. This gif is so silly, look at it before abandoning all hope and reading this angst.

Someone is screaming.

Omega overhears it in the distance, a faint yet painful wail coming from far away. For a long moment, he merely listens to it, searching for the source with no success.

The screaming doesn’t stop. Omega gradually opens his eyes, thick lashes obscuring his vision. Even if his lids are wide open, he can barely see red. It’s cold, so freezing, but there’s something warm and wet coating his fingers, lingering underneath his claws. Whatever it is, it also dampens his clothes. He doesn’t enjoy this sensation, not at all.

Omega feels dirty. Wiping his hands on his shirt, he tries to blink away the fog from his eyes. It doesn’t work. He feels dizzy, confused, and terribly upset. Moments ago he was practicing a guitar riff in the studio, attempting to perfect a new song Terzo showed him earlier.

Oh, how excited Terzo was. He was practically jumping around, talking too rapidly with a thick Italian accent. A new single, he declared, that would prove he still had some talent in him. A new song, something that could prove he was still useful for the Ghost project, even if he had been discarded from his position as Papa.

Maybe, if this song became a success, then he would be given his title back.

“But why do you want to be Papa again?” Omega had asked, sharp nails tracing patterns on the other’s back. “I thought you hated it.”

The silence is profound before Terzo replies. “What else can I be?” He whispered, eyes lost in the distance and deep in thought. “I was born to become Papa.”

“No one is born to do anything,” Omega retorted, fingers stopping to gently lift Terzo’s chin. “That’s just humans being egocentric.”

“Maybe,” he continued, after a beat. There was a tinge of something bitter on his tongue, coating the words. “But without it I’m no one.”

“You are mine,” Omega wanted to say, but he didn’t dare to. He was a coward, a demonic being quivering in the hands of a mortal. “You’re all I could ever wish for.”

Something happened after Terzo left. Omega had a guitar on his hands, but now his hands are empty.

No, not totally empty. There’s something on his lap, and he’s holding it closer, but he doesn’t recognize what it is. There are muffled sounds around him, but he can’t distinguish what they are because the sound of screams is too loud now, even over the rumble of blood running wild in his veins and arteries. The raw, painful noise makes his ears hurt.

What happened?

Oh, Satan. What happened? He was in the studio, but then the sigils on his skin started to burn and he saw red, so much red here and there. Someone was yelling too, talking, begging maybe. Someone was wailing in pain, before the silence overtook them.

No.

Slowly, the memories come back. Like pieces of shattered glass, they glisten in his palms before digging on his flesh as he presses his fists tight. Omega recalls Terzo’s face; eyes wide open and black tears falling down his cheeks, he remembers his extended hands and broken babbles, pleads and languish sobs.

No, please.

Why was Terzo crawling on the floor, crying? Why was he imploring and running away?

It’s me, Omega!

The sigils burn again. Omega raises one hand, curls it over his head in an attempt to soothe the pain. He feels like falling on the ground and writhing in pure agony. When the smell hits his nose, Omega thinks he might puke.

Please, stop! It's me!

Blood. His hands are coated in blood.

The screams grow shriller. Omega falls back, dropping whatever he was holding and blinking frenetically. His claws dig on his flesh as he heaves for air, struggling to regain consciousness. If the sigils burn and hurt this much, it means someone gave him a command he resisted.

Why did he resist? He’d never disobey Terzo, of course.

But then, ghouls must obey Papa. And Terzo is not Papa anymore. Did Nihil give him an order? Something he refused to do, to the point that old man had to use The Pact to force him to?

If this is a nightmare, then Omega wants to wake up immediately. Blood stains his mask when he flattens his palms over the eyes, pressing vigorously. He wants to claw his eyes out, because the sight it’s too gruesome when his vision ultimately goes back to normal.

There are bodies laying around. Bodies he recognizes, of course. There’s one in particular he’d identify anywhere, here and in the end of the world, by smell and touch only. That’s a body he clung to uncountable nights, a body he praised and worshipped the same way a mortal reverences a god.

The screaming grows much louder. Omega crawls further, stopping in horror only as he recognizes what is in front of him. He falls back again, head shaking and pupils tiny in his too big irises.

Terzo’s head. He had Terzo’s head on his lap, dropped it in the midst of his panic. He’s covered from head to toe in the Emeritus brothers’ blood, in his lover’s blood.

Becoming a prey of his own despair, Omega curls on the floor, hands blindly reaching for Terzo. The weight of his head becomes a bitter comfort. He keeps it close to his chest as he sways back and forth, over and over again.

It takes long minutes for Omega to discover he’s alone in the room. Yet, the wailing never stops.

No one is screaming.

No, it was just him all this time.

Ps: I don't know man, i'm too sleep deprived to actually think about the consequences of my actions.

[trlvsn]

Hi! I saw you mention Godot in another ask and I'm so glad you did because I have wanted to take about him for a bit now. The thing is, I really tried to like him as a character, I tried to see what the rest of the fandom seemed to be seeing, and I don't hate him but I don't like him either.

His character design is objectively cool and his story could work, but when I first reached the part where he was being honestly sexist towards Franziska I gave up on him. I get it's part of his character but I additionally never understood the way he acted towards Maya (or even Phoenix but to a lesser extent). I never saw it as him being protective of Maya out of an obligation to Mia, to me he just seemed bitter towards everyone, but it has been a while since I played that part so maybe I missed something. I guess what I mean to say is he didn't seem to actually care about his supposed love's little sister all that much.

So yes, sorry for the little rant lol, I just have a lot of feelings about Godot that I didn't know who to share with. I'm a bit sleepy rn to I hope this also made sense.

see, i feel like he did care a lot, or was meant to be written as someone who cares. again, i love the idea of him caring a little wrong due to his flaws/the way loss made him different, but yeah, a lot of his writing just didn't match too well, i suppose. which can be said for the entirety of aa3. hated the hate dahlia got from the narrative, hated the lack of empathy mia had for dahlia, hated it all. still loved the game. but what's love without hate

[taintedcigs]

thanks for tagging me!!! @sleepy-wyvern & @eiightysixbaby <33

Your name: em/emmy

Sun sign: taurus<3

Last thing you listened to: to your love by fiona apple

What are you wearing? pink silk night gown its so pretty and comfy

How tall are you: 5’3 / 161 cm (i think honestly every time its different i stg)

Piercings: 5 (ears, belly)

Tattoos: none but im getting two done as soon as i stop spending all my money on clothes and make up products :(

Glasses or contacts: i should be wearing glasses but i almost always never do and i end up squinting all the time, i wish i could wear contacts but im v scared

Last drink: im drinking gin & tonic rn but it tastes so bitter i wanna d word

Last thing you ate: literally just plain bread idk why but its so comforting to me

Any pets: i have a cat!! but my bff has a dog so i also count her <33

Do you have a crush on someone: no i hate men all of them need to d word <33 but i have a crush on all women that exist!

Favorite fictional characters: i have too many, toooo many. but my favs will always be daenerys targaryen, brooke davis, harley quinn, sidney prescott (and also gale omg), nancy wheeler, robin buckley, el hopper, max mayfield, and eddie munson!!! tbh pretty much every female character in every media i consume

A movie you think everyone should watch: la la land, before sunrise and def scream!! (also every other horror movie everrr)

A book you think everyone should read: i recently finished my year of rest and relaxation and i realllyy enjoyed it !! <33 a disturbingly comforting read lmao if that makes sense

The last place you traveled: if you mean as like a trip france!! if its just the last place i went it was the mall lmao!

no pressure tags !! @cherrrygirl @eddiemunsons-missingnipple @likedovesinthewnd @littledemondani ++ everyone else that wants to do it <33

[fapper]

legit got the most bitter coffee and came to the farthest place on campus to work but im embarrassed and cant even get my ipad out bcuz what if ppl think im rich when im really not stop i kNOWWWW THIS SOUNDS INSANE BUT THIS IS genuinely my thoughts rn okay but the real reason i cant get mysef to work nor focus is bcuz im too fuking tired im sooo sleepy this coffee is disgusting but imgonna chug it and like . yeah you heard me right now stop thinking about what i wrote above and listen to what im sayng right neow. im tired ok and music is not helping like

[bcneheaded]

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 / 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 .

animal : hare

 color ( s ) : dark colors; blacks, blues, purples especially. Sometimes gold.

 month : November.

 song : For The Departed by Shayfer James, Gods by Nothing But Thieves, also Lover, Please Stay by Nothing But Thieves (an OG ARTIE SONG b4 when i first developed him w my partner-- /THE/ ARTIE X HAZEL SONG forever associated with him and forever makes me SUPER EMOTIONAL)

 number : 9, has many meanings and associations but... just feels right.

 day or night : night; he's always loved it, now.. he belongs in it.

plant : rose - Eros' flower. Now with a different identity... it still stands. the thorns, more prominent, petals wilted.. but still a rose.... right?

smell : old books, tar, faintest florals, ink, oak, moss , wax.

gemstone : black tourmaline

 season : autumn, fading into winter; the bitter nip in the air, the waiting in between seasons before everything sleeps.

place :  an old bookshop, one who rarely sees visitors. reminiscent of a place one shouldn't be, yet also feels welcome in.

food bread, scones, and homemade soups.

element : fire.

 drink : black tea, two sugar.

 tagged by : @ramblingsofamoonwatcher & @winterfollows

 tagging : i am too sleepy to tag but @ all of u reading this!!! idk who else hasnt done it but if you haven't, I am tagging u rn <3

[bunny-rambles]

my asks are getting so long that i literally need to reread your answers thrice to remember what i have to answer to Lord help me—

let's try to be organized (something i am really not lol)

1. i am, indeed, a huge tea lover. most importantly i am a huge tea drinker because guess what caffeine makes me sleepy instead of active and thus i like to drink a bunch of tea before going to bed despite me being italian i actually do not like the taste of coffee lmao

and people that know me also know i overshare a lot about things i like so yeah. green tea is one of my faves to drink like, without any alterations! any type of green tea and earl gray tea are high on my personal favourites — i also love roasted varieties like japanese genmaicha but they do taste real strong for beginners and people that don't really enjoy bitter flavours like i do. hhh if you've drank green tea and liked it that's good tho! even tho, despite matcha being green tea, it does taste like 5x stronger any tea you might've had in your life (it's also pastier on average bc it's not brewed like you usually brew normal tea)

white tea is also not the easiest to find but it's really sweet! totally recommend it if you like gentler flavours :3

2. now that i've ended the unnecessary long tea ramble, i do like to thing scara actually loves theatre. my reasoning being, his harbinger name / like literally that of every harbinger / comes from the italian tradition of commedia dell'arte, which is a type of theatre (even tho scaramouche got the french version of the original italian name), and even his given name kunikuzushi (literally country destroyer bc he's edgy like that) comes from a japanese theatre archetype! that man bathed in theatre references his entire life lmao also ye he's the balladeer

oh ye that french!genshin au was so filled with stuff... off the top of my head we had painter albedo, xiao and kaeya as decadent poets (literally one of my favourite french poetry style sigh), art critic zhongli, and then all the harbingers worked as actors at the opera as a sort of cover up for a criminal organisation let by the tsaritsa lmao. oh, and we had traveling merchant kazuha and rich son of the chinese aristocracy who fled to france to become an artist xingqiu which was so cute. they met every night at diluc's bar and made art and diluc pretended to be annoyed by it

3. smol language parenthesis, i actually found spanish harder than french lmao. like, rn i consider myself to be fluent in both but God if certain spanish grammar rules are filled with bullshit. but at the end of the day everyone is different so good luck with your spanish studies if you ever do commence them!

4. where i forgot what i was meant to be writing ah, yes!! the scara piece made me tear up a lil but it goes without saying as i am a massive scara stan and you, my friend, are a very good writer. and nothing thanks for the scara food which i absolutely enjoyed :33333

with this i'll go for real. first of all, because i have written way too much once again, and second of all i have forgotten if there was anything else in your original reply ahah. but i do, really, enjoy just talking like this with you!! our nightly exchanges always make me go to bed with a smile on my face ahah

with this i'll wish you good night! in italian we'd say ti voglio bene, which is kind of i love you but like, for friends? (it literally means i wish you well, it's funny because we're the only language i speak that actually does have a platonic ily)

with this, i wish you well a whole lot!

- 🍓

I have also been scrolling up to see what I need to reply too but no matter what the topic is, it’s always nice to talk to you <3 so I don’t mind at all

1. I’m also a big caffeine addict but I’m not sure it gives me the energy boost I need and it makes me pretty sleepy too. Hm, tea is starting to soy d rather tempting now.

1.2) the green tea I had really didn’t taste of much, it was a very subtle taste that I didn’t get, it was like drinking water,,, so it would be interesting to try it without any filters. I’ve heard matcha is good though !! So maybe I’ll have to give that a try when I’m ‘more experienced’ hehe. I like flavours I can taste, but I’ll still give anything a try.

2) I actually didn’t think of his real name also being a theatre reference, ah my little dramatic balladeer <3 I would watch him perform. But I did know about the Italian theatre that inspired the harbingers, and it’s all very interesting. Confusing, but interesting.

2.1) of course zhongli is the critic lmfao I love that, and Diluc still having a bar even in a completely different universe - that man is destined to be around alcohol even if he hates it. But the harbingers working as secret theatre performers? Goodness I’m so intrigued. Like this AU sounds really thought out and I’m so???? Like??? Hello what happens next??? Why are they undercover??? If you ever write snippets of this please just send some because I really love this idea. And Kazuha, my wanderer, oh I’m so soft for him just living his life and painting things because it makes him happy <33 I wonder if he writes poems on the side too? All of them sound wonderful, but I couldn’t help but giggle at Zhongli

3) I’m doomed if it’s not easy OTL, maybe I’ll just stick to flowery English that no one seems to understand sometimes like kazuha and call it a day ): but I’ll most likely try to take up learning a language when I start university this year so we’ll see which one I pick

4) berrryyyy… making me blush and smile and nearly cry from this. I liked writing it and I love hearing how much you and others liked it so you’re very welcome for the food<33 hope you’re not full though because there’s two more I have to write

5) this also makes me smile when we speak like this, a shame I’ve been so low on energy lately. I really didn’t want to make anything I said depressing so I just wait until I feel okay enough to reply.

- ti voglio bene, I really like that :,) it’s exactly what I mean instead of saying I love you, but platonic, so I might start signing our exchanges with that <3

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For now, until I get to the second part, ti voglio bene, berry <3

[hyunverse]

more than friends | gojo satoru

✧ part two for friendzoned

✧ gender neutral

✧ genre; fluff

✧ requested by anon(s)

✧ note. i swear i'll put a "read more" line later. i'm on mobile rn 🗿

gojo satoru is late again. he arrives at jujutsu tech an hour late, a result of him stopping by a few shops to buy sweets. he could've teleported but for petty reasons, he didn't. "could use some fresh air", he'd reason.

you're standing by the field, monitoring your students' activities. you laugh as panda spin nobara around in the air, inumaki running after her flying body. they're currently hard at work, practising for the school event.

at the sight of you, gojo's reminded of your confession to him. he gulps, hoping the bitter taste on his tongue will subside. but it doesn't. the bitterness— harsher than the taste of dark coffee, doesn't leave his tongue. he hates that.

"they're working quite hard", gojo says, casually. as if acting like he's fine would somehow make things fine.

"yeah", you reply, doing the same thing he's doing. acting like the confession didn't happen. maybe if you tried hard enough it'll be like you didn't pour out your feelings at all.

gojo watches as you laugh at inumaki yelling "tuna, tuna" at the top of his lungs, chasing after nobara. he notices the way your eyes shine while you laugh and how you don't even try to hold back your giggles. gojo finds them cute. he wonders why he hasn't noticed those small details before. a voice in him screams, "it's because you're always saying you're attractive, you never notice others' physicals", making gojo frown. that's partially true and he doesn't like that.

"hey, we should get lunch after this", you interupt his thoughts.

the sorcerer looks up. looking into yours eyes, he tries to search for any sign of sadness, awkwardness— anything that'll show how you're affected by his rejection but he couldn't find any. shouldn't he be happy that you're okay? he knows he should, but something inside of him feels dissapointed.

"yeah, my treat".

six times. gojo had glanced at you six times now, all in a span of an hour. the fact that he even counted shows just how self conscious he's feeling at the moment.

you're twisting noodles around your fork, vegetables abandoned at the side of your plate. gojo, sitting right in front of you eats his mochi quietly. an abnormal silence— the man usually always has something to say. you don't complain though, you needed some silence after hours of training your students.

"hey, look at this video", you break the silence, sliding your phone across the table for him to see. hands on the table, your pinky grazes against his. like it's a reflex, you pull away your pinky, leaving gojo even more confused.

the skin contact between you went by so quick, gojo's mind starts to imagine. a picture of you holding his hand pops up in his mind, and he feels goosebumps all over his body. but the memory of you flinching and pulling your fingertips away knocks out all the images out of his head.

they're acting like i'm poisonous, gojo monologues. he watches from the side of his eyes as you put your hands down under the table, tapping your fingers against the wooden table. gojo pushes your phone back to you.

"let's go", he gets up, and you do too. he holds his arm up to you— a muscle memory. he always does that, it's been a platonic thing all these years.

unlike always, you don't link your arms with his.

day by day, gojo starts to understand his feelings. he had realized that they aren't platonic, but he only realized just how intense his feelings are one day at a meeting.

yaga sits at the edge of the table, scanning the reports in hand. you sit between nanami and gojo, legs crossed.

you've always been a professional shaman. you get shit done and you smile at your coworkers. you have fun, and you're dedicated to your work. "classic lovely y/n", people would say everytime one brings up your amazing mannerisms.

gojo knowing you for years is no stranger to those compliments. however, he draws a line when the "compliments" sound like flirting.

"you're a lovely individual, i'd love to work with you someday", nanami utters, before turning his attention back to yaga. gojo can see the blush creeping up your cheeks, and your fingers fiddling with your top.

"flirting in work now, nanami?", gojo wastes no time to call the male out. nanami looks at the sorcerer, an eyebrow raised.

"it's just a small compliment".

gojo grits his teeth. then why does the small compliment irks him so much?

nothing annoys you more than people ringing your door bell when you're sleeping, not even stubborn curses. still in your pajamas you somehow make it to your door (by somehow, you'd stubbed your toe against a furniture and you walked while holding the wall).

"y/n", a drunk gojo slurs. you rub the sleepiness out of your eyes, inviting him in once you've established that it really is gojo.

gojo walks into your house, crashing right onto your couch. the couch you used to watch movies with him on, sharing laughters and screams together. one time you watched the conjuring with gojo, he spent the whole time during the introduction bragging over how he wouldn't be scared but he'd literally jump at the slightest scary things.

"why are you drunk at 3 am, satoru?", you ask, tossing a mineral bottle his way, "sober up".

he groans and tosses the bottle away, leaning his messy head against the burgundy couch. the leather couch lessens the heat he's feeling on his body.

you chuckle before sitting beside him, closing your eyes shut, too lazy to get into bed. you managed to dodge any private interactions with him for the past few months but since he's knocked out, it should be okay, right? plus it's been so long, you're sure (sort of) he had forgotten about your confession.

gojo suddenly hums a song softly, a song you couldn't quite recognize. he pulls your arm and links it with his.

"you're so beautiful", he says. flat out. just those words. knocking oxygen out of your soul.

"satoru?"

"mhm. so pretty", he says again, making you look up at him to see him looking at you. there are some red hues in his eyes, clearly showing the fact that he's drunk.

that's why you're shocked; gojo satoru is an honest drunk. whatever that comes out of his mouth when he's drunk are truths.

"you think so?", you take advantage of his state. a nod of his head causes your heart to blossom.

"yeah like, i like you a lot. because you're like... really cute. especially when you smile. i really, really want to be more than friends".

[plan-d-to-i]

MASSIVE SPOILERS FROM THIS EPISODE OF THE DONGHUA

IT'S FUCKING LATE WHERE I LIVE BUT I WATCHED THE DONGHUA END AND I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT TO FEEL

listen, we very fortunetly didn't have a cry with wwx and jc! + they showed yzy punishing wwx. wn went off like he should, lwj is forever bitter about jc as he should and wwx shows no signal of wanting to come back to jc as he should! i'm so relieved! you have no idea! AND WANGXIAN IS LIVING TOGETHER IN A FARM IN THE END!! AAAAAAAAAH AND WE HAD THE SCENE OF THEM WITH A-YUAN IN THEIR ARMS!!

srsly i'm so glad that I can barely pay any mind to jc being less revolted, kinda calm, with "his 💫 hair 💫 down 🦋🦋🦋" and looking like a poor victim who left behind by his subordinate brother. neither that they showed that poetic stone hand instead of a flashback of wwx's sacrifice. that they only payed attention to jc's reaction instead of wwx's actual pain! I'm not mad rn, probably later tho. also sorry for typo i'm fucking sleepy

"with "his 💫 hair 💫 down 🦋🦋🦋" - deceased 😆

I agree. Everyone in the donghua has had their Pantene moment so the stans can have the careful animation of jiang cheng's billowing locks when LWJ rocks his shit 🤜

From an artistic pov the storyline was all over the place trying to cram every moment in - destroying the Yin tiger seal??? jumping back and forth, and the pace was wild. But I too am relieved and content. Maybe as the euphoria of that big Yunmeng NOs moment wears off I'll be more particular, but it was really nice to have the broad strokes there visually: Cangse Sanren and Wei Changze, little Wei Ying, WangXian's own little one-Sizhui, and WangXian ♪♬♫, the men, the myth, the SONG! It was especially nice to have Wei WuXian and Lan Wangji walking off into the sunset TOGETHER. The bare minimum if you think about it- considering this is a love story about WangXian, but damn if adaptations haven't set the bar as low as possible. xx

[iwaisuke]

i like you so much, you'll know it

ft. kageyama tobio, semi eita, iwaizumi hajime x fem!reader

genre: fluff (prompts are based off lines of the song)

masterlist

a/n: from the c-drama a love so beautiful :) i wrote this at like 4am so sorry if its crap haha. not proof read either. also, sorry in advance if they're too ooc lol im a mess rn.

» ˚⸙͎۪۫⋆

i like your eyes, you look away when you pretend not to care i like the dimples on the corners of the smile that you wear. i like you more the world may know but dont be scared cause im falling deeper baby be prepared.

» today was your first day at karasuno highschool. honestly, you were so scared. that was up until you found out kageyama was going too.

» the two of you had been childhood friends due to each others grandparents knowing the others. you had been with him through his ups and downs. his victories and defeats. almost everything kageyama did, you were there with him.

» actually, you didnt know kageyama was going to karasuno until you walked outside your door to find the raven haired boy in the same school uniform as you

» "tobi? you never told me you were going to karasuno?" giving him a side eyed grin. "i thought you were planning on going to aoba johsai like oikawa senpai and iwaizumi senpai"

» you viewed kageyama as someone who expected others to reach his level in order to be a good match for him. he had a strong head on his shoulders. naturally gifted in volleyball, like everything was given to him on a gold platter. of course, he wasnt perfect and thats where you come in and keep him level headed. helping him understand his faults and weaknesses as well. doing your best to encourage the setter

» he let out a sigh. a slight frown forming on his face. "i didnt get in.." he quietly said. "karasuno has a good volleyball team though and i can feel myself growing here" he stated bodly

» and boy was he right. something about kageyama did changd that day. he usually was so bitter and angry. a very pessimistic look on life if he and others weren't at the top. maybe it was the orange haired boy, hinata, that the setter and you became friends with. and maybe it was his great senpai's who were patient with him and gave him the opportunity to grow

» kageyama started smiling more often. his small unnoticeable dimples showing. he became kinder. softer. and more carefree. he was a growing boy both mentally and physically.

» what you didnt realize was that not only was kageyama changing, you as well, had something changing and growing in your heart.

» but kageyama noticed. oh boy did he really notice, the way you seemed to become happier and livelier by the day. how the stars sparkled in your eyes when you talked about something you enjoyed. the kind of perfume you would wear and how you would tie your hair differently each day. the weird trinkets you just seemed to love that decorated your bag. but most importantly, how much bigger your heart has become, loving everyone and their faults. always encouraging and motivating him and his team.

» was she always like this? he would constantly think to himself. all of a sudden being hyperaware about you... but he would NEVER let you know that, let alone his senpai's. it was just too embarrassing. just thinking about the never ending teasing he'd get from tanaka and noya senpai made him shiver.

» all of these things he felt about you hit kageyama like a truck the day everyone started to wear their winter uniforms.

» picking you up to walk to school together was a normal thing since the two of you lived close, but how was kageyama suppose to do this now when you're standing in front of him. thigh high socks to keep your legs warm, an oversized jacket that you had borrowed from him a while back you forgot to return. white mittens to cover your cold hands and the slight blush on your face from the wind chill.

» "does it look weird?" you shyly asked. kageyama was silent. "ah.. give me a second. I'll go back in and change real qui-"

» kageyama tugged on your hand. "its fine. lets just go to school or we'll be late." refusing to look you in the eyes. heat rising to your cheeks as tobio dragged you along with him.

» your feelings for the setter had blossomed over the past few months. falling deeper and deeper into him, and at this point you felt like you couldnt hide it anymore. you just had to tell him. tell him all the wonderful things he's done. the way he's grown and how much he means to you.

» "tobi..." your soft voice spilling out. eyes closed, the fog of your breath coming out as you exhaled. "i lik-"

» you felt something wrap around your neck. "wait y/n..." kageyama spoke, interrupting what you were about to say. not gonna lie, you felt like your heart was about to be shattered like ice eventhough kageyama continued to wrap his scarf around your neck.

» "dont say it..." he quietly said as he began to walk forward without you.

» ah... is this what rejection feels like? i didnt even get to say it properly... your hands felt colder now that kageyama wasnt holding them anymore.

» he took a quick glance back at you. blush on his cheeks. "be prepared because i want to be the one to tell you first."

i like the way you try so hard when you play ball with your friends. i like the way you hit the notes in every song you're shinnin' i love the little things like when you're unaware, i catch you steal a glance and smile so perfectly

» semi eita, your 3 year heart throb from the moment he first spoke to you.

» at first, you had suppressed these feelings, telling yourself he would never look at you the same way. but something about the blonde tsundere struck a chord in your heart that you just couldn't forget.

» the two of you ended up becoming friends. closer than you had actually imagined within these past 3 years. doing everyday life with you. waking up and saving you a spot at breakfast. helping you with your studies in exchange for being his workout buddy and motivator.

» semi kept his tabs on you. your likes and dislikes. the things that made you smile and the things that made you groan in disgust, but he would never let you know that.

» to semi, you were his breath of fresh air. the song he has on repeat everyday. the kind of person who would keep him on his toes. in a good way of course

» "oi what are you daydreaming of this time?" semi asked as you zoned out while drinking your carton of strawberry milk. "hm? oh nothin. just thinkin about whats in store for us today!" reaching your arms above your head letting out a stretch. "i just know for a fact. today is gonna be a good day." semi chuckled at your optimistic claim. "how do you know for sure?" "i dont know how. i just do" you replied with a smile on your face.

» today, shiratorizawa had a practice match with aoba johsai and today, eita was picked to be in the starting line up. the pure joy that radiated from his body. maybe today was a really good day just like how you had said.

» semi took a quick glance up into the stands, you gave him a thumbs up and wished him good luck. his smile was brighter than you had ever seen it and his eyes shined like stars. he always told you that whatever chance he got on the court, he would be sure to not let his team down no matter what. he was in his zone. playing his best and sure enough, they had won all 3 matches.

» after practice, semi and you would hang out at his dorm afterwards. he liked to show you all the new songs he was working on. whether it was a cover or a song or a song he was writing on his own.

» the two of you leaned against the wall as you sat on semi's bed. his sheet music all sprawled out before him on his bed sheets. guitar in his arms and you beside him.

» "what are you working on semi?" "a song" "well obviously dum dum" you laughed, reaching out for a paper in front.

» "so who's the special lady?" you teased him as you read the lyrics. deep down inside you could only wish these words were meant for you. a blush formed on eita's face. "just... shut up about it... its not ready yet"

» it was getting late and falling asleep at semi's place was a normal occurrence at this point. your eyes became heavy and your head started bobbing.

» "sleepy?" eita asked as he noticed your eyes drooping. "mhm. sing for me semi? please?" his voice was so soft like a mothers touch yet somehow had the power to pierce through your soul sometimes. although, it never failed to help you fall asleep when you needed it.

» hesitantly, semi started humming. softly speaking some lyrics here and there. you didnt know where the tune was from so you listened the best you could.

» "... till the last of snow dissapears ... till a rainy day, becomes clear. never knew a love like this, now i can't let go..."

» your eyes had closed. slumber taking over you as you fell onto semi's shoulder.

» "im in love with you... and now you know..."

» yeah. today was a good day. just like you said it was going to be.

in a world devoid of life, you bring color. in your eyes i see the light, my future. always and forever i know i cant let you go. im in love with you and now you know

» to iwaizumi, unlike volleyball, oikawa, maki, mattsun, school, anything life threw at him; you were the thing in his life that was constant yet at the same time a whirlwind of new beginnings. not in a bad way though.

» ever since you were kids, you showed iwaizumi the beauty in things he would have never guessed had. he was bold and tended to look over things without giving them much thought. his eyes straight ahead to the trials before him. you on the other hand, stopped him and slowed him down from rushing into them blindly.

» "every moment is precious. you should learn to cherish it because you never know when it's gonna be your last" you always said

» your views of the world were beautiful compared to how cruel it actually was. naivety maybe? or maybe it was just because you were blessed with a kind soul.

» iwaizumi always knew he had feelings for you. you had been with him through thick and thin. he could depend on you and you could depend on him. in his eyes, you were the most beautiful person on earth. deep down he had hoped the two of you could stay like that forever. nothing could ever change that.

» or so he thought...

» "iwa chan~ you owe me a meat bun" oikawa whined as the group of friends were walking to the gym for volleyball practice. "shut up crappykawa. i already bought you one last week" "oi isn't that y/n over there?" maki said, shaking iwaizumi's shoulder.

» sure enough it was you. apparently you had told iwaizumi to go ahead of you today because you had something to take care of in the afternoon. telling him you'd meet up with him after practice was over. not thinking much of it, he bid you a farewell and went on in his day.

» "oooou by the looks of it, this is the perfect confession scene" mattsun teased. "oi stop messing around" iwaizumi's voice hoarse. not gonna lie, iwaizumi felt his heart drop when mattsun said that

» the 4 boys crept closer to see what was going on.

» there you were, standing in the middle of a classroom with a black haired boy. "mhm. definitely a confession." oikawa stated. "shut up tooru we cant hear" maki retorted.

» you weren't considered popular in school but that didnt mean people didnt know who you were. iwaizumi knew you were gorgeous and on top of that, smart, kind and one of the sweetest girls, so it was only natural that people would be drawn to you.

» they watched as the boy got closer and closer to you. voices barely being audible to the 4 boys outside. iwaizumi's heart could bear to see this right before his eyes.

» without even thinking, his feet moving on his own, iwaizumi barged into the room. all eyes towards him.

» "iwa what are you-" without letting you finish, iwa dragged you out of the classroom. "iwa where are you taking me" asking him as he took you to who knows where, leading you up the stairs of the school.

» up on the roof, he finally let go. "sorry..." he mumbled.

» "sorry for what iwa?" "for ruining that confession... i just-"

» "you just...-?"

» "i just love you ok?!"

» your heart shook at the resonance of his voice. iwa liked you? he liked you back?! wait no- he loved you.

» you had loved iwaizumi from the moment you met him and as the two of you grew up, your love for him only grew deeper. he was the only one you'd ever look at. the only one who would ever cross your mind. you had hoped he felt the same about you but he was always so busy with other things you only felt like you would be able to support him on the sidelines as he faced the world head on like he always does.

» just being in iwaizumi's presence was enough for you. no need to be greedier, you thought. its good to be content with what you have, but just knowing that he shares the same feelings... its ok to be a little greedy right?

» your silence being louder than it should have been, iwaizumi took it the wrong way. "look I know this isn't the greatest confession. heck it's not even the way I wanted to confess to you, and get it if you like that other guy, you don't have to-"

» shuting him up with a kiss, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. needless to say, he was shocked, but embraced you as well.

» "you're overthinking too much iwa. that's so unlike you" you chuckled. his face bright red at the previous actions.

» "i love you. I've loved you for a long time actually. every single second. every moment we've shared. i cant picture myself with anyone but you hajime."

» iwa let out a sigh of relief. a smile being brought back onto his face. "good because all I know is that i cant let you go. in the past, present and even in the future...."

» the blue sky slowly changing into shades of coral warmed your heart even more on top of his sweet words that you've always longed to hear.

» "im in love with you, and now you know"

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enjoy your order! have a great day!

[roscgcld]

Since I'm not gonna be active for 12 6am-6pm hours tomorrow due to power outage, imma leave something for u to imagine :) don't worry I show mercy this time

Imagine Nanami and you were on a coffee date and you decided to get a simple black coffee, but your not very used to black coffee. (Sorry if your used to black coffee go with it)

"Don't you dislike black coffee?"

"dislike is a lil dramatic, it's not my favorite but I'll get the hang of it" you took a sip and made a slight face due to the bitterness whilst Nanami just laughed at the sight of you.

"you want me to get you some sugar?"

"don't underestimate my will power, you..." You paused to think of an insult to say to Nanami but none was made.

"you what?" He asked with a slight teasing in his tone.

"shut up, it's hard to create an insult for a gentleman like you"

"you know, sometimes I'm not all gentleman"

I'll leave this to your imagination 😏

Oh no, love, I hope you keep safe during the outage! And that the weather is not too cold or too hot because that will be a pain ><

And honestly, my baby ass does not like strong coffee, to begin with. So I need to be really sleepy or need that kick in order for me to order something that isn't a latte lol. Americanos are my biggest fear in a coffee shop cx

But I bet you Nanami would just give you the most amused smile as he eats whatever pastry you two had ordered, already being able to imagine the face you are going to pull since he knows you well enough. And when you pulled the exact face he imagined, he can't help the chuckle.

Although he loves you a lot, does not mean he will not that the chance to tease and make fun of you. But when you bite back, he is not against reminding you on how his good girl should act T^T

I want Nanami to be real rn T^T I am gonna cry and be single forever at this rate lol

[qingxinpetals]

request content: “Ooh im glad i found another genshin writing blogs :D may i request headcanons for Childe with sleepy s/o? Like very easy to fall asleep (mprobably accidentally) heheh. Childe is late on a date? Off she goes to dream land. Oh and if you dont mind... Please keep me anonymous.. Thank you(s) xD”

haha I promised myself not to simp for this sketchy man but…. hes too attractive so I forgive him

Ofc no problem at all sorry it took me awhile because I was asleep (I have been awake for far too long) anyways…..headcanon :3

𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐞 𝐗 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐲! 𝐒/𝐎

When I mean you fall asleep alot, you actually fall asleep alot. You tend to find yourself subconsciously going into slumbers. You could literally almost sleep anywhere whether it be in the middle of having a meal, in the middle of a shower, while reading a book and even in the middle of completely commissions (except for those that require fighting or you will definitely die).

No one is sure whether this is a condition that makes you sleep more often, a weird habit of yours or just simply because you are lazy, not even you know the reason behind this; you just feel tired most of the time. Although there will be days where you would feel more energetic than usual, you will still end up finding yourself falling asleep in the oddest of places.

You are just a cute big ol’ sleepyhead

Although Childe is usually very outgoing and flirty, he is a gentleman and is extremely courteous when handling with your situation. Being with him in a relationship is probably one of the most comforting situations someone can ever be placed in since he is very tolerant and he handled your sleeping situation very well. Even so, you would try your absolute best to stay awake during your dates as you genuinely want to be with him and spend time with him (though you will still somehow fall asleep near the end of the dates).

Honestly it’s an advantage and disadvantage at the same time as sometimes he would be scared that when you accidentally fall asleep, you might just fall and injuried yourself (especially when you fall asleep standing up). Other times he just thinks you are cute.

When he finds you in your accidental naps, he softly gazes at your sleeping figure before removing his scarf to put over your your shoulders then wrapping his arms around you, cuddling up to you, warmly embracing you to protect you from the cold(as long as the location is rather discreet and you fell asleep sitting down or laying down).

If you were found to be dozing off in odd places (like in the middle of a meal in a restaurant, leaning against a pillar in the middle of nowhere or in crowded areas), carefully he put you onto his back and positions your arms to sturdily wrap around him so that you can comfortably sleep on him for the time being as he proceeds to find a more comfortable place for you to sleep in whether it be booking a hotel, going back to yours or his place, finding a bench or vice versa.

Often times when you wake up from your naps, you will find him peacefully sleeping next to you. You couldn’t really blame him as he watched over you from your sleep for such a long time. Since you do not wake to wake him up by moving too much, you would start admiring his features: his fluffy ginger hair, his delicate and long lashes and his gloved slender hands that rested on you.

How did you even manage find such a beautiful man like this? (Why is Childe not real T-T)

Occasionally when he wouldn’t fall asleep before you wake up, you would wake up to a pair of blue eyes softly watching over you. His fingers gently drawing circles on your back before his hands travels to your cheek, caressing it.

“How was the nap, my princess?”

“It was good.”

“Still sleepy?”

“A little bit.”

Chatters were filled throughout the tiny cafe located in the corner of Liyue Harbour. It was a pretty interesting cafe filled with antiques. You were sitting alone in the corner, isolating yourself from everyone else in the room. There wasn’t much going on— just the pretty ordinary stuffs. People chatting, baristas brewing coffee, the waiters and waitresses rapidly walking around here and there taking customers’ orders, serving dishes and cleaning the tables.

Nothing much is going on.

Except he is not here

which was pretty unusual for him to be this late knowing that you would fall asleep rather easily.

It’s been about 20 minutes after the designated time and you were not entirely sure what was going on however you were determined to stay awake until he had reached the rendezvous.

Forcefully chugging down the third shot of espresso, letting its bitterness linger in your mouth, you patiently waited for the young Fatui Harbinger member to arrive. You weren’t really worried about him being late as nothing pretty serious could happen to him as he is one of the strongest person you know and he could protect himself easily so you just assumed that he was just caught up with work.

You were more worried that you might ruin the date by falling asleep.

You both couldn’t really spend much time together to go on dates as he was pretty busy with work most of the time and he couldn’t ditch it either as the Fatui isn’t known for their nice ways. You were rather understanding about his situation so you would just wait until he was unoccupied enough to go on a date with you.

Since this was such a rare opportunity to go out with him, you couldn’t let it go to waste so you insisted on indulging huge amounts of caffeine, hoping that they might prevent you from dozing off.

As much as you wished it helped, it didn’t.

You waited longer.

Longer

and longer.

An overwhelming wave of tiredness washed over you and no matter how many more sips of espresso you took in, it wasn’t going away. Your colouful vision were soon replaced with darkness. Slowly and eventually, you drifted off to sleep.

The bell hanging on the front door chimed as a young man frantically enter the store as if he was worried that someone might get mad. Eyes scanning for a familiar figure, he found you in a corner of the cafe, quietly resting with your head on your arms cushioning your cheeks from the hard wooden surface.

A gentle smile crept on his face as he noticed the stack of coffee cups on the table, knowing that you had tried your best to stay awake.

Walking towards the sleeping figure, his hands ever so softly caressed your cheeks before carrying you on his back, making your hands sturdily wrapped around him before walking out of the cafe.

He found a small inn around the area and rented a room.

While carrying you, he made sure his movements were careful and quiet so that he does not wakes you up.

He placed your delicate sleeping figure on the bed and pull the blanket to cover you up. He then gets inside the blanket and proceeds cuddled up to you, arms protectively clinged around your body.

“Sweets dreams, princess.”

Childe gave you a peck on your forehead before heading off to sleep with you in his arms.

*laughs* I think I am more in love with him now and this is so fluffy I KENNOT _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):

yes I managed to retrieve this back and I am honestly so freakin relieved rn (at least I posted something like I’ve promised T-T)

My first headcanon and sorry if it was overly detailed because ahem…. I like them detailed soo… yep.

Hope ya’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it