#vidia’s drabbles

[fairykazu]

SCARLET LEAVES PURSUE WILD WINDS: kazuha kaedehara x gn! reader

16. pulling them closer when they're cold

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note: im honestly not sure if i wrote the cold conditions correctly on skintones (i did find a blog about it. ill link it here: writing w color blog. since i want my fics to be inclusive, i didn't want to mention anything with skintones, hair descriptions, etc please let me know if my fics aren't all readers friendly. i hate this fic because its more dialogue than descriptive but ill get better at that for the other fics i swear.

maybe kazuha was wrong about bringing you to dragonspine in mondstadt, you were shivering due to the abnormal cold in the region. you insisted that you weren’t cold because you wore just enough layers to sustain from the frigid conditions. but you and him already knew that you were wrong. just too stubborn to admit it. 

“name, im sure i see a pyro seelie from here. do you want to come closer or do you want to be as stubborn as a shielded geo slime?” kazuha asked, chuckling at his own joke. he took a glance at you.

your skin significantly got paler as the t zone of your face reddens every time a snowflake passes, “i’m fine! i swear!” 

you both stare at each other, hoping the other breaks. of course, you can withstand kazuha’s stares but can you really withstand his puppy eyes? not in a way its too cute to handle. you physically wince at it. 

“stop it.” you said, face getting paler and your nose reddens. a snot slowly trailing down as you wiped it away. 

“what? what am i doing?” 

“you know what you’re doing–” it was too late. the more he did the face, the more you cringed at the expression. “i hate you.” he pulled you into his arms. 

“this is your fault for not bringing the right equipment.” he slipped your cold hands into his pockets. “now c’mere and find a pyro seelie.” 

“you’re kidding…”

“what?” he cocked his head as you both waddle together. you were still swaddled up in his arms. 

“you couldve just told me there was a pyro seelie instead of staring contesting with me!” you groaned. 

“well, its your fault for being so stubborn.” 

[blushstories]

UR WRITING FOR BUTCHER NOW?! this is the best news i could have woken up to, vidia! the best news!!! can i request a billy x reader drabble where she wakes up from a nightmare and thinks that he’s been taken or killed etc bc he’s not beside her in bed. and so she’s panicking and frantic, stumbling around the safehouse to find him but then he’s just in the kitchen getting some water and a lot of comfort ensues? idk if i’m making sense here 😭

OH MY GOODNESS the way i had to write this IMMEDIATELY!!!!! your mind is unmatched rosa , and you always make sense don't even worry <3 (and AHH am thrilled you like the boys too!!)

cw: blood, swearing (ofc) , but if you watch the boys you won't be disturbed, 1.2k

The sheets are crumpled under your vice-like grip, eyebrows scrunched in the way that daylight never sees. With a start, you wake. But imprinted in the darkness of your bedroom are after-images of the horrors experienced behind your eyelids; the memory of which you can't seem to shake from your mind -- blood on the floor, a thick glossy trail leading somewhere, but you can't quite see where. Footsteps have carelessly marched through it, a superiority in their gait as speckles decorate the floor, as if it had been kicked through like a puddle.

Your stomach churns, heart aching because Billy was right there. An image of a shred of Homelander's cape caught on a nail flashes across your vision, and makes bile crawl up your throat as you fling your arm to the side, for reassurance.

You find none; it's cold.

You sit up, ramrod straight, and feel again. Maybe he's about to roll off the edge. "Billy?" You whisper, not wanting to disturb the darkness. Nothing. Just cool, cotton sheets underneath wandering fingers, covers thrown away without a care. A struggle? It fills your stomach with lead as you're unable to decide if you have just woken from a nightmare, or a dusty memory.

Deep breath.

You bite the inside of your lips while swinging your legs off of your bed hastily, skipping the slippers and accepting the icy concrete floor beneath your feet. The lights are on, illuminating the wooden beams that hold up the basement you're hiding out in. It's silent, and the silence eats at your stomach. The worry gnaws at you as you scan every room for a sign of something, anything. Anyone.

You're chewing on the tip of your finger with an arm wrapped around you and pinpricks behind your eyes. Everywhere is empty, empty, empty. Your walk morphs into something quicker, more urgent as each corner contains only the flickering of the overhead lights. Something possesses you to look under the couch, you trip over somebody's shoes and narrowly dodge a beam emerging from the floor.

Your breaths quicken, the lights flicker, you trip on air. Nothing feels right, or safe, or real.

Until you enter the kitchen. His broad frame hides the kitchen sink, one arm bracing himself on the countertop while the other elbow is pointed upwards as he drinks a glass of water. You could cry in relief, you could turn around and head back to bed, but that's unfathomable when every fibre of your being is being attracted to him like a magnet. A terribly strong magnet.

You collide with his back gently and wrap your arms around his middle. The force jolts him forwards with an 'oof,' and water splatters onto your hands and fingers.

There's a glassy clink on the countertops, and he shifts in your arms, standing straighter. Calloused hands feel along your own before fastening around your wrists gently, swiping a few times and then gently coaxing you to loosen your grip. He turns around in one step, slowly and concerned.

"You alright?" He says quietly, narrowed eyes flicking between your own as he assesses your shaken state. You nod with a sniffle, face crumpling in relief as you wrap your arms around him again. The thin cotton of his shirt allows you to hear his heartbeat, steady as a drum. Real.

While you listen closely, one of his arms wraps around your shoulders, and the other hand presses your head closer into him. His thumb continues to swipe against your temple and cheek in time with his pulse.

Thump, thump, thump.

"What's gotten into you?" He says, head bowed, concerned with a tint of urgency. You take a few breaths you calm yourself, and the hand on your shoulder tightens. You don't reply, shaking your head. He places both hands on your shoulders and creates a little space between you. Your own hands hold onto his wrists, swiping the underside of them to assure yourself that he's here, he's breathing. You look away, where countertop meets floor. He waits a moment, inhales deeply, and tries again.

"O-Okay, alright, it's alright," he soothes. "What's the matter?" With the knuckle of his index finger, he hooks your chin and encourages you to look at him. "You look like you've seen a bleeding ghost!" His gaze is steady, in control. Just as he always his. "For a second I thought I did," you admit, and at the deepening lines on his forehead you continue. "There's no dignified way to tell you I had a nightmare, is there?" You laugh wetly, deflecting any embarrassment with some sort of humour. But Billy's expression doesn't budge.

"What about?" You hesitate, but his hand squeezes your shoulder. "There was-- I was just--" You pause and start again. "There was Homelander, way too much blood... you. Then you disappeared. I didn't know what to do,"

For a split second, you can see flames behind his eyes, a murderous rage that always begins to boil when anybody mentions Homelander or Vought. But then, it's like he remembers himself and his position in front of you; his eyes soften, he presses his lips into a thin line and looks down. When he looks up at you again, the rage has vanished. Confidence and reassurance replaces it, hinting at the side of Billy Butcher reserved for you, and you alone.

"Now, don't you worry, love," he begins, "the fucking cunt won't do anything to me. To us. Especially not while we're holding Vought by the bollocks and waiting to squeeze after Starlight's stunt yesterday." You nod, wipe away the beginnings of any tears stirring in your eyes, and cup his face in your hands. He closes the gap before you have a moment to think, his tender movements telling you everything that he can't find the words to convey. You pull away after a few moments.

"What if something--" He silences you with another peck on the lips. "The 'what if's don't matter, Y/N. Right now does. I swear to you, I ain't got any plans to go anywhere." "But every time you meet Homelander, there's a chance that I won't see you again!" You say desperately, in a low voice. "Says who?" His tone is lighter, all of your worries like water off a duck's back. "Cos I know I don't."

"You promise not to do anything stupid around him?" Your hands drift to cup the back of his neck, fingers playing nervously with the tufts of hair that live there. His hands hold your waist lovingly, grounding you to the spot. "I promise, love," he says, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth as he sways a little on his feet. You raise an eyebrow, finding it difficult to believe him based on his history.

So, you pull a hand away from his neck and hold up a pinky finger in front of his face. You can tell it takes everything in him to not roll his eyes, or do something to that degree, but he sighs and hooks his finger with yours. You stand on your toes to get closer to his face. "Those are sacred, you know." "I know. You remind me every time, you muppet." "So, don't break it, please."

[andsheloved]

WAIT STOP HOLDON. A MINUTE!!! your birthday??? today!!!! oh my goodness!!!!!!! happy happy birthday i hope you are celebrating yourself and having a wonderful day,,,,, your magnetic personality makes so much sense now !! it's always the april babies who are the sweetest people i have ever come across,,

I sincerely hope you are receiving all the love you deserve, i wish i could have written you a drabble as a birthday gift!! (unless it's not too late,,,,,,)

love ya x

vidia!!! AH THIS WAS SO SWEET I CRY WHAT THE HECK!!! i’m emotional 🥺 i hope you are having the most wonderful day!! i’m not doing very much today but i’m going out to get some cake which should be fun!!! aHHHH I SCREAM YOU ARE SO SWEET ALL THE TIME literally the sweetest i can’t even believe you are a real human how are you this sweet and nice :’)

you deserve the whole earth please take this 🌍 and all the love ever!! thank you so much for the birthday wishes and i’m sending all the hugs your way!!! (also it’s never too late 👀 but the even better question.... when is YOUR birthday👀)

thank you so much for all the wishes and i’m sending all my love your way!! mwauh!!

[walt-media]

@notjustaprincess-youknow

Vidia and Kiara are so beautifully portrayed by you. Seeing you on the dash is such a highlight even if we don’t have any threads happening at the moment. You are so sweet and I can’t wait to plot with you in the future.

Our characters haven't interacted much mostly bc im shit at replies and most of my children are asshats. BUT LEMME TELL YOU KIARA (YOU) AND KIARA (YOUR BBY) IS PERFECT IN EVERY WAY. Kiara is a sweetie and so is her bby, someone get this girl a kovu please<3 Also she's the jordan to my vic OOOPs

Kiara is a great person to plot with! Not only do I love her and her great spirit, she also puts such love in her characters and her plots. She is so creative and adds so many twists and turns (and depth!) to her characters' story that I am always taken aback by what she has in store! I love coming on and seeing a message from her because I know I'm going to be excited for what she has to say

kiara is highkey so awesome?? I love seeing her creative drabbles on my dash and her ability to bring a character to life and all her own is uncanny. I absolutely love her to death and am so happy to have her in my life.

I am constantly in awe of Kiara. I just love the way her brain works and how she writes all of her characters because they're all divine and precious in their own way. And she's smart?! Like, really freaking smart. Every interaction I've had with her, both in and out of character, is just a joy and this group wouldn't be the same without her.

Your Kiara is the most precious bad ass I have ever seen written. I love it. Plus you are always responding to everyone making everyone feel included.

Literal "about character" goals!

GIRL. I cannot even express my love for you. I’m not joking. You’re one of the best people I have ever had the pleasure of roleplaying against. Your girls own my heart and so do you. I’m so happy when I see you’re online because Kiara just lights up the whole freakin’ dash and Vidia is... well, she’s Vidia. And that’s a good thing. They are both amazing in their own very different ways. And their kids? Um, holy heck, I miss next gen just for them. I’ve seen you play so many types of characters and I love every single one of them. It’s been established: you can do anything. You could probably walk on water if you wanted to. (I wouldn’t suggest trying it, but, you know.) You are always fun to write against, whether it’s sunshine and rainbows or dark clouds and tornadoes. I always look forward to seeing one of your urls pop up in my activity and when you post aesthetics for any of your characters, I die a little inside. They are always so GOOD. Honestly I just love you. And your characters. And your writing. And your edits. And it’s nice to know that I can always count on you for a shot of angst when I need it.

Your character work is amazing and we're so blessed to have you around.

Real talk, I love the fact that you play Kiara not just because it makes remember your name easy but because you do it so damn well. She's such a fun mix of sass and dramatic and I get sucked into all of her convos, even when I'm not a part of them!

always up for plotting and making new friendships, great at playing her characters

Kiara is such a ray of sunshine and you play her and Vidia pretty damn well. I love reading your self paras and interacting with you, keep the good times coming.

[fairykazu]

NEVER YOURS - ayaka kamisato x fem! reader  mlist

she knows she shouldnt care so much about some mediocre, sweaty guy youre babbling your mouth off. but she could treat you so much better than those lousy guys you always picked as your lover.

but does she ever say that?

no.

does she always give you a strained smile and a nod?

yes.

shes sick of it. she loves you to bits. she loves the way you style your hair no matter how long, kinky, short or styled up in a bun, you would always look like you deserve to be in an art museum. each painting or statue made in your picture just to admire you.

but as badly she wants you to be hers, she knows shes too much of a coward to tell you. she knows any compliment she’ll ever give you that you would take as platonic.

she will always be your best friend. but never lover. never girlfriend. never yours.

[fairykazu]

tags

vidia’s quips - me rambling vidia’s drabbles - short fics

faq:

apps?, plot&ideas

anons: 🫧

[blushstories]

drabble day ! saturday 5th march

hi hello! as promised, i place under the cut a whole bunch of prompts and tropes to request some drabbles! i'll try to not turn them into one shots :) i hope to see you all tomorrow!

here's how it works: i have a few categories for you to choose from: tropes, actions, quotes!! but please choose 2-3 quotes maximum <3 in your request, just list the category and then the number :) i hope this isn't too complicated my goodness. and! you don't have to choose something from every category either. i got lots of these prompts from soulprompts so do go check out their blog!

a reminder of who i write for (also found in my masterlist):

mcu:

steve rogers bucky barnes loki laufeyson peter parker

the witcher:

geralt of rivia jaskier

supernatural:

dean winchester sam winchester castiel

tropes!

1. found family 2. hurt/comfort 3. mutual pining 4. friends to lovers 5. enemies to lovers 6. oblivious idiots 7. grumpy + sunshine 8. huddling/cuddling for warmth 9. fake dating 10. forced proximity 11. and they were... roommates? 12. established relationship

actions!

1. the italicised "oh." 2. going ballistic when lover is in danger 3. pinned to the ground/wall 4. argument leads to a love confession 5. going to sleep on opposite beds/opposite sides of the bed, waking up entangled 6. tending to wounds 7. accidentally confessing feelings 8. knife against throat 9. teaching to use weapons 10. person a places a hand on the back of person b's neck and pulls them close in an effort to physically and emotionally ground them.

11. after tending to person a's wounds, person b brings them fresh clean clothes to change into. 12. after tending to person a's injuries, person b takes a seat across for them, and patiently waits for them to start explaining what happened. 13. having finally found person a, or having finally been found by person a, person b breaks down in tears of relief, fear, and many other emotions as they officially reunite. 14. person a quickly wraps person b in a protective hug and turns so person b's back might take on the brunt of an on-coming attack. 15. person a kisses person b in order to protect their identities, but is the kiss completely professional? or is there something else…? 16. while standing in very close quarters to person a, person b shakily inhales with desire/anticipation as they realize how intimately close they are to one another. 17. noticing a scar on person a's skin, person b tentatively stops them from covering it up, and rests a gentle, soft kiss over it. 18. in the process of guiding person b through a crowded place, person a's hand protectively grazes against the small of their back. 19. when person a awakens, they discover that person b has been sleeping next to them, arms wrapped around one another for warmth, comfort, protection. 20. person a lifts a (nearly) sleeping person b and carries them into their bed, tucking them in in the process. 21. as soon as person a opens the door and realizes person b is there, person a wordlessly opens their arms out, and gives person b a warm, sorely needed hug.

quotes! (lots of choice here for you)

so maybe this list will return next drabble day!

''who did this to you?''

''you're safe with me.

''it's always been you.''

''i didn't know where else to go.''

''what do you want?'' ''you.''

''you shouldn't be here.'' ''where else would I be?''

“ hey, hey… look at me, okay? you gotta get up now. you think you might be able to walk? ‘cause they sent for back-up, and if they find us… we cannot let them find us. understand?

“ if you can’t walk, i’m gonna have to carry you, alright? we can’t stay here. “

“ you’re shivering… hey. hey, listen to me, okay? everything’s gonna be alright, i promise. here… take my jacket. don’t worry, i’m warm-blooded. “

“ i must be hurt pretty bad if you’re being this nice to me."

“ i can look after myself, you know. but… i do appreciate you stepping in back there. you saved my life. “

“ i told you before. i’m not gonna let anything in this world nor the next harm you. “

“ they’re coming for you. right? that’s why you’re pushing me away like an idiot? because you don’t want me getting hurt? “

“ i don’t trust anybody else. not the way i trust you. “

​​“ …did you know about this? “

“ alright… don’t think about getting hit. this isn’t a fight. it’s a dance. you move in response and in anticipation of your opponent. ”

“ who the hell taught you to do that?! ”

“ i don’t know how. and you do. all i’m asking is for a few hours of training… please? “

“ you said you’d teach me. and i’m here to learn. so let’s go already."

"it’s my job to keep you safe, yes, but you could work with me a little to make it easier. ”

“ why is it so difficult for you to believe that you deserve to be protected? “

“ you’re a good person. good people deserve to be safe. “

“ it’s all over now. don’t panic. it’s not my blood. ”

“ when i say run, i need you to do as i say and don’t even think about me. ”

“ close your eyes, you don’t need to see this. ”

"listen to me. i don’t think i’ll be able to buy you much time. and once i go out there, the clock starts. so the second you hear us fighting, i want you to run. as fast and as far as you can. ”

“ you know, i make the best hot chocolate in the world. seriously, i’ve asked absolutely everyone on the planet. everyone except you… what do you say? wanna make it a global fact? “

“ you know, i think this might be the first time i’ve ever seen you frightened… ”

“ i’m the one you want, why are you taking them?! get off of them! take me! take me, asshole! ”

“ i… i don’t care what happens to me. i didn’t care what happened at all. but then you started yelling, and now… now i realize that i care quite a lot about what might happen to you. ”

“ no! don’t struggle! don’t! don’t give them a reason to hurt you! i’m okay! please! ”

“ there you are! i was… hey… what’s the matter? have you been crying? ”

“ oh, love… i wish i knew what was hurting you so badly. i wish i could take away all that pain from you… ”

“ you know what? you’re on your own. i can’t watch you get yourself killed. ”

“ don’t do that. don’t act like you don’t give a damn. ”

“ don’t be angry. please, don’t be angry. i can take it from just about anyone, but not you… ”

“ i love you. always have, and always will. i… i need you to remember that for me. please."

“ i wish i could just freeze time. let this moment be forever. ”

“ i got you some flowers. but, if you have allergies, i also got fake flowers! just in case. ”

“ what’s mine is yours. always. ”

“ i don’t know precisely what i did to earn your presence in my life, but… i’d do it a thousand times over if i knew what it was. ”