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[vyyper]

remember how i was said i was gonna write? well i was wrong. i've been battling a fever all day T_T

[vyyper]

guhh ill try to write for childe's birthday i really want to...no promises :'))

[vyyper]

There’s something about the moment you get to see Aventurine in a setting when he’s not dressed so flamboyantly. You know he has a lot of walls up, but don’t realize the way he presents himself is one of them until he quite literally sheds it.

Maybe you reach a point in your relationship when he lets you sleep at his place. The simple t-shirt and sweatpants you see him change into is so different from the bright gold and turquoise of his usual outfit. It lets the gold of his hair stand out more, along with his striking eyes. You can more easily see the tiredness that has taken over his features after a long day and the way his shoulders relax ever so slightly now that he's in the safety of his own home. There's a softness to this Aventurine. And you can’t bring yourself to look away because you instantly love seeing this part of him.

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[vyyper]

Here is the reminder you requested to do Herta and Ruan Mei(probably separate?) hurt/comfort! Good luck! o7

gloomy days and rainy skies- herta and ruan mei x reader (separately!)

synopsis: hurt/comfort with some hsr ladies. aka you have a rough day and they comfort you.

warnings: none! 

word count: 918

author’s note: thank you for requesting, Crayon; feel free to send anything else (withing guidelines) in! i loved writing this, apologies it took so long! no beta, but i tried to make sure there's no grammatical errors, but i am human and may have missed something! please let me know if there's any grammatical issues! herta’s scenario is set in/on the space station, while ruan mei’s scenario is in a modern au where she’s a biology professor and you’re her teaching assistant (you guys were lovers before working at said university together lol)! hope you enjoy! <33

taglist: @axolotsofluv, @sqgeism, @vyyper, @your-sleeparalysisdem0n, @cmiru, @corvies, @sheyfu, @threnodians, @sswrillya, @strwbrydreamz, @chokifandom, @sillyseraphie, @riaruu, + @m1ckeyb3rry! let me know if you’d like to be added to the taglist! 

The Herta:

while no one ever said being Herta’s lover and assistant on the space station would be easy, you didn’t expect people to be… so crass with their word choice. some other people on the space station snapped at you for asking questions when you were confused about an assignment you were given. that happened first thing this morning. then your lunch didn’t keep and was expired by the time you had gotten to eat it. then in a meeting right before you had to start heading home was an absolute disaster. if you tried talking, people would either snap at you to be quiet or simply talk over the top of you. you left the meeting 30 minutes early, not wanting to deal with your coworkers’ bullshit anymore.

so you simply went home. not like anyone would care, the day was almost over anyway. when you arrived home, you were greeted by a couple mini-hertas by the door, telling you that Herta herself was in your shared office and that dinner would be ready soon.

dinner. that sounds really nice right about now. almost forgot i didn’t even have lunch, you thought to yourself.

you made your way to your the office across the hall from your shared bedroom. you knock on the door to the office almost too cautiously. Herta looks up from her stack of paperwork and answers with an almost quiet “come in”.

“Hi, (name), you look like shit. oh no, don’t cry, please. what happened?” Herta asks as you rush into the office to hug her. she stiffens slightly before wrapping her arms around you and comfortingly rubbing your back. you start crying a little bit but manage to still be somewhat coherent enough to talk to Herta.

“of course the one day you weren’t here was literally the worst day. coworkers snapped and talked over the top of me all day, and anytime i tried standing up for myself, i felt pressured to not do so. the glares were horrifying. oh, and my lunch was expired, so i haven’t eaten since like… 7am,” you explain after a few minutes of crying.

“Oh no, well we can’t have that, can we? tell you what, let me finish this last document, we’ll eat dinner, and then after dinner will be all about you and making you feel better? hm? maybe watch one of those shitty romcoms you like?” she suggested.

the smile that started blooming on your face told her all she needed to know.

Ruan Mei:

god, college kids are so snobby. what the hell. they’re also rude, so like… ew. you’re in the classroom with Ruan Mei during your break period, and a student, typically loud and obnoxious, comes in. he’s red-faced and angry. and he’s walking straight towards you. 

fuck. 

“why did you give me an F on my paper?” he almost shouts at you. Ruan Mei picks her head up from where she’s seated at her desk and watches the interaction you’re having. 

“in order to meet the word count, you wrote at the bottom of your paper ‘the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell’ multiple times at the bottom of your paper, which was very strange, by the way, made the text white, and your paper was just… awful. it didn’t meet the criteria of what we were asking of you.” you explained as softly and nicely as you could.

this kid looked like he was gonna kill you. 

“but i did meet the word count, didn’t i? So what’s the big deal?” he asks angrily. Ruan Mei stands up, about to kick the student out, but you glance over at her and shake your head. 

“you also plagiarized in this paper. don’t think we wouldn’t catch that. honestly, we should report you to the dean, since you’re not going to take us or this class seriously,” you crossed your arms.

the kid looked like he finally gained some brain cells. he’s mumbling excuse after excuse for why he did what he did, until you chime in.

“if you can redo and submit a proper essay to us by the end of the week, i won't report you to the dean, but the highest grade you can get is a B-. or you can take the F, we report you, and you get transferred to another class.” you calmly explained. he had two options; he needed to choose wisely.

“fine, i’ll slip it under your door by Friday.”

“friday it is, then. next time, don’t come in so angry and we can talk things out like rational and functional adults,” you almost yell as he walks out the door. you sigh and look over to your wife, who was pretty flabbergasted at how you handled the situation.

“you’re much nicer than i would have been. i simply would have reported him.” Ruan Mei said as you make your way over to her.

“Today was rough, but i think that was the icing on the cake,” you sigh as you rest your head on her shoulder. she laughs just a little bit and rubs your head with a hand. 

“let’s go get ramen and then get home. maybe have a spa day this weekend. just listening to that was exhausting.” she says.

You immediately pipe up at the promise of food. your wife simply chuckled at your antics before grabbing your and her bags and walking out of the classroom behind you. 

“wait up, love,” she called.

god, you loved your wife.

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[vyyper]

i want to write but my interest in hsr/genshin's at an all time low...it'll probably come back eventually but i dunno my heart isn't super in it right now :')

[vyyper]

kisses are the sweetest treat- various hsr characters x reader

synopsis: playing the pocky game with your boyfriend! that’s it, send tweet. part 3! 

warnings: uh, none? other than that, idk if my beginner/novice writing counts as a warning. 

word count: 1511 (it’s longer than part 2… which is longer than part 1… fuck.)

author’s note: no beta, we die like my unfunny jokes. please pardon any mistakes in spelling or grammar! think of this mini-series as being set in a modern au, since even though i play the game, i’m not comfy writing canon-verse! most of my fics/drabble follow this format too! moving on, this is part 3 since previous parts did pretty well! i’ll link part 1 here and part 2 here! disclaimer from both previous parts: i genuinely don’t know how to write kiss scenes at all! other than like a peck on the lips, but hey, it’s the thought that counts, right… right? doing my best and learning how to write better, please be nice to me! anyway, hope you enjoy! <3

hsr taglist: @axolotsofluv, @sqgeism, @vyyper, @your-sleeparalysisdem0n, @cmiru, @unriding, @sheyfu, @threnodians. @strwbrydreamz, @chokifandom, @sillyseraphie, @riaruu, + @m1ckeyb3rry! let me know if you’d like to be added to the taglist! 

Caelus:

if you would believe it, the idea of the game was his idea. cheeky bastard (/lovingly). he probably saw a couple in a video do the challenge and wanted you to do it with him. you agreed to do the challenge as long as he didn’t post a video of it. so being the excited raccoon he was, he set out to go to a local store and get a box of pocky. next thing you know, he’s FaceTiming you while he’s in the convenience store.

“yes, Caelus?”

“hiii babe! what flavor of pocky do you want?” 

you blinked, slightly confused, then whispered, “there’s more than just chocolate?” 

Caelus snickered and bought the chocolate kind before returning to your apartment. he lets himself in with the key you gave him and scurries over to you on the couch, where you were reading a book. 

“you ready?” he wiggled his eyebrows obnoxiously, making you roll your eyes.

“yeah, yeah. just… don’t post the video, please.” you replied.

“promise! it’ll be our little secret.” he winked. you fought the urge to roll your eyes again.

he sets his phone up on the coffee table and starts recording. he then opens the box of pocky and fishes a stick of the sweet treat out before sitting next to you on the sofa. you’re both giggling like little school girls, and you’re both a little nervous. excited-nervous, is probably a better way to put it. Caelus is finally able to stop giggling for a few seconds, so he takes the opportunity to put one portion of the stick in his mouth and motions for you to do the same. and he’s so patient. he waits for you to inch forward just a bit before he himself moves closer to you. and as you both reach the middle of the stick, it doesn’t seem like either one of you will break it. the stick breaks even right in the middle but before you can pull your head back, Caelus cups the back of your head gently and kisses you so you can’t escape his grasp (not that you want to anyway. though you’d never admit that.). you tap near his shoulder as a sign to stop and he takes your cue and stops kissing you before peppering kisses all over your face, making you giggle. he then stands up and stops the recording.

“thank you babe!” he makes a kissy face at you.

“of course. that wasn’t so bad… maybe you can post the video.”

of course, that was Caelus’s intent. not like he would have told you, though.

Dan Heng:

March 7th got you a box of pocky for Valentine's Day as a joke, that’s the first instance. it’s a running joke you two have that Dan Heng will never get in on mostly because he doesn’t understand/want to understand. the next instance is just on a random day where March slides a box of pocky over to you like it has drugs inside (it might as well have drugs in them. have you EATEN a whole box of pocky in one sitting? shit’s addictive.). your boyfriend gives you a quizzical look, clearly not amused at you and March’s not going on. but wait, there’s more. there’s a third instance not long after the second that made you think Dan Heng lost brain cells at watching. you, Caelus, and March playing hot potato with a box of pocky. god, he swears his friends are idiots. but you’re his favorite.

so when you return home with Dan Heng after hanging out with said friends, Dan Heng notices the box of pocky in your hands. 

“what did you do?”

“…whoever won hot potato got to keep the box!”

Dan Heng wishes he was not on this earth right now. he sighed and opened your apartment door for you and you both walked straight to the sofa and sat down. you present the box to him to open, and he carefully takes the box with a sigh and opens it and the pack inside the box before getting a stick out. he hands it to you. you look up at him and stare for a moment. and everything is quiet for just a moment. 

“we should play the pocky game!”

Dan Heng felt his eye twitch.

“one game, and then we’re going to bed,” he acquiesced. 

and so the game began. you put a portion of the stick in your mouth, he did the same with the other end of the treat. you inch closer and closer until your lips touch and you can feel one of Dan Heng’s hands reach up and cup your cheek and as you lean into his hand, he breaks off the kiss. you playfully whine at the lack of affection.

“we can play the game more some other time. come on, to bed with you.”

he’s such a party pooper, you swear.

Sunday: 

god, your friends are so weird. this is the thought Sunday has as he watches you, March 7th, Stelle, and Caelus terrorize some children at the local park. his next thought is we’re gonna get banned from the park. the fucking park of all things. he heard something about a child and pocky and immediately joined Dan Heng on the bench to zone out. tune out when the world becomes too much, is what Dan Heng said. how he keeps his friends in check truly baffles Sunday. 

after about 30 minutes of Sunday watching you and your friends terrorize children (who probably deserved it but shhh), he comes over and holds you by the back of your shirt.

“huh? oh, hi, Sunny!” you say cheerily.

“hello, my love. before we go back home, do you want to stop by the convenience store?”

and the sparkle in your eyes was hilarious and precious to Sunday. his funny and magical words (to you, anyway) made you stop terrorizing the children. you said goodbye to your friends and you happily skipped by Sunday’s side to the convenience store. you picked a box of pocky, Sunday paid for it and you both were back at your shared home soon enough. 

Sunday held the keys to your shared apartment and got you both in. you excitedly sat down on the couch and started fiddling with the box of pocky before successfully opening it and the pack inside. you take a stick out and motion Sunday to come over. 

“come here, i wanna kiss you!” you say excitedly. Sunday’s face flushes a bit but he always indulges you. he sits on the couch next to you and listens as you explain the rules of the game you’re playing. you place one portion of the stick in your mouth, Sunday does the same with the other piece. you notice his wings twitching slightly as you inch close together. and when you reach the middle, you peck his lips and part from him.

“could we do that again?”

and suddenly your lover grew slightly bolder than before. not that you were complaining.

Gepard:

Serval gifted Gepard a box of pocky since she was one of the few people who knew about his “secret” sweet tooth. it’s not a secret, he just never tells people he likes sweets more than anything. so when he comes home to you after a long day and notices a box of pocky on the coffee table, his face lights up just a bit. you notice the look on his face. 

“oh! you like pocky too?” you ask. Gepard hadn’t even noticed you were in the room. what a bad boyfriend he was. he wasn’t actually, he’s just giving himself a hard time. happens to the best of us.

“yeah, i do! i really like sweet treats but pocky is probably my favorite.” he replied.

“oh cool! we should play the pocky game, then! but only if you’re up for it, of course!” you suggested.

so that’s how you ended up on the couch with Geoard eating multiple sticks of pocky before actually playing the game with him. and once you both finally found the confidence to play the game? it was on. 

the first stick you both start to eat breaks almost immediately- you’re both too excited to play. the second stick breaks closer to the middle when Gepard chickens out from kissing you at the last second. the third stick broke off when you heard a noise and moved your head in the direction of the noise.

…fourth time’s the charm, right?

this time, the little game you’re playing started off well. you both carefully inch closer to each other and as you reach for the middle, you cup Gepard’s cheek with a hand and he places a hand over your hand. and then… a quick peck before you break off the kiss somewhat suddenly. you start apologizing, but your boyfriend starts stopping you, gentleman he is.

“that’s alright! we can always do this little game a different time. I enjoy eating it more, anyway.”

you swear your boyfriend is a saint sometimes.

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[vyyper]

phainon came home and so did his lc! then he came home again... hoping for e2 eventually if i do some last minute grinding before his banner ends but i am still very happy!!

[vyyper]

✦ VULPECULA. OR…various with a Foxian reader !

synopsis: general headcanons for them with a Foxian s/o :D words: 0.4k warnings/tags: none! / headcanons, fluff, general silliness, gn reader, reader bites in 2 out of 4 parts because i said so, this will flop and that is okay including: Aventurine, Sunday, March 7th, Tingyun

AVENTURINE thought you were part cat for the first two weeks. no, seriously. he spent fourteen days teasing you about laser pointers and going pspsps when he wanted your attention. it was actually only when you were offended by his gift of some chocolates that he realized your features were vulpine, not feline (…and that his well-intentioned gift was basically an offer to make you physically sick). in his defense, there aren’t many obvious visual differences between the two. anyway, good luck dealing with his “affections”; if you thought he was touchy before you gave him the go-ahead to pet you, you think he’s insufferable now. on the bright side, he doesn’t take it personally when you give him warning bites. truth be told, he enjoys them a little too much.

SUNDAY is by far the most respectful person on this list. he won’t touch your ears or tail without asking—for a while, at least. he might begin to give in to temptation once you let him know it’s fine to touch, though even then he’s gentle, just giving you a light stroke or pet every now and then. please initiate a similar form of affection towards his wings; he’s usually a bit too shy to ask you himself, but he enjoys the simple intimacy of it. note: if you’re careful enough with how you treat his wings, he might let you preen them, so it is advisable to not try to take one of his feathers as a souvenir.

to be completely honest, MARCH 7TH needs to be sedated. Dan Heng has to half-pry her off you most of the time because of her cuteness aggression—she means no harm, but there are times where she forgets you aren’t a stuffed animal and squishes your poor ears in the tightest surprise hug known to man. she definitely minds if you bite her in self-defense, but if it’s only a playful chomp she’s more than willing to risk returning it with one of her own. the type to hug your tail instead of you whenever you sleep together.

TINGYUN could not possibly be more thrilled to have a partner with Foxian features just like hers. speaking of, tail-care sessions are a must—Tingyun puts a lot of effort into taking care of her own tail, so of course she’s more than willing to help you take care of yours; you better believe she’s devoting a portion of her excess funds to combs and brushes as well as other products just for you. oh, and you know how real foxes use their tails for warmth? her new favorite sleeping position is whichever one lets you drape your tails over one another.

a/n: Aventurine’s bit might be a little confusing if you’re like me a week ago and didn’t know chocolate is apparently toxic to Foxians, so here’s a screenshot from the hsr wiki to help prove i am not making shit up. that being said, thank you for reading <3

[vyyper]

not related to anything at all, just wanted to pop in and say hi! anyway, i have a funny video for you (it's funny to me, and hopefully it's funny to you too!)! it's here! wishing you a wonderful time zone, and good luck on all your (current and future) endeavors! <33 mwah! :)

thank you for sending me this video, it made my day!! :DD

[vyyper]

phainon being the face of a jp femgaze magazine... so true

[vyyper]

Fanfiction is so silly. I am playing with my dolls and people are coming over to watch. Some of them even clap and give me compliments. And when I'm done playing, I can go and watch other people play with their dolls.

[vyyper]

This image is cracking me up. Not him looking so happy and carefree holding some bland looking acoustic guitar that doesn't go with his ridiculously elaborate outfit at all as if he hasn't been and won't experience cosmic horrors the size of which no one has seen before. You're so lovable Phainon.

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୨୧ . physical affection w/ them — part 1/3 (0.3k words) including: Mizi, Luka

Mizi’s touch is crushing. it’s playful until she squeezes your wrists tight, and pulls you down with them so that she can look down at you from above. for a second, her smile reminds you of someone something. but then she laughs, buries her face in the crook of your neck, and releases your wrists to more gently intertwine your fingers with hers. the moment has passed—the hold is no longer stifling, it’s only warm and careful and reverent and more importantly hers. the rest of the day consists of more small yet precious acts of affection; her personal favorite? sleeping on top of you. Mizi loves talking to you, but she also loves how soothing your presence is, so it’s no wonder she ends up falling asleep on your lap more often than she does on an actual bed. you don’t have the heart to do anything but sit still when she falls asleep to the sound of your heartbeat for what you know will be the last time. every brush of your skin with hers feels crushing, but then again, isn’t that exactly the kind of pain you both signed up for?

Luka’s touch is lingering. from simple strokes along your wrist to the brush of his lips against your neck, the man wants for little more from life than another moment of your skin against his—reassurance that it’s really you by his side, sharing what little warmth you have with cold skin that can never return the kindness. a ghost of a kiss is frequently pressed against the skin that covers your heart when you’re not looking, when you can’t be looking because your eyes are already shut, when he digs his fingers into your skin as far as he can without breaking the skin (you wake up to purple circles in the morning. he doesn’t say it, but he thinks they make you prettier).

[vyyper]

hallo Lia, before i say anything else i think i should apologize for taking so long to submit a request for your event—i kept either forgetting or endlessly second-guessing any draft of an ask i came up with because i didn’t want to end up annoying you, i hope you can forgive me :((

since it’s so late i completely understand if you don’t want to write this (especially if you aren’t interested in the idea), but would it be ok for me to request aventurine and a merman/merfolk au? i think it would be interesting to see him attempt (keyword: attempt) to court a human reader, but feel free to change the concept however you like ! thank you in advance, have a great day ♡

part of your world -aventurine x reader (mermaid/merfolk au!)

synopsis: the cute guy that mysteriously came ashore the beach is really intriguing, isn’t he?

warnings: none, it’s pure fluff! might be ooc though, apologies for that!

word count: 498

author’s note: yes the title was from the song from the little mermaid. no, i don’t have any regrets or better title names. anyway, thank you for requesting, Ruu! please don’t hesitate to come say hello or drop a request in my inbox! no beta, we die like my hopes n’ dreams /lh! would love to hear more from you! hopefully this idea fits (and maybe exceeds) your expectations; hope you enjoy! <3

book n’ dash event

tagging: @cmiru

acquiring human legs after having a mermaid tail all your life is quite the flex. that’s what Aventurine thought anyway. he had just washed up to shore when you came running over to him, in quite the panic.

“oh my gosh, are you okay? where did you come from?” you asked as you approached him. and Aventurine felt like he had come down with an ailment: he couldn’t speak, think, move (not that he tried any of these things). he was just frozen. god you were so pretty, did you know that?

“washed… up,” Aventurine replies, somewhat stunned at his lack of being able to form words. you nod, seemingly understanding what he said (you didn’t understand) and trying to give him the benefit of the doubt. you don’t want to overwhelm him, either.

“where are you from?” you asked after a few minutes of silence.

“the ocean. why?”

“okay… how did you get here, friend?” you asked.

friend… such a safe and comforting word. he knows you didn’t slip the word out intentionally. it was a speaking before thinking moment but you didn’t seem to regret or take back the word. 

“i… don’t know. i’m just… here.” he replies. you nod again. 

“i’m (name), nice to meet you. come with me, I’ll help you get on your feet. two more questions, can you understand what i’m saying? and what's your name?” 

“I’m Aventurine, and i can understand you well.”

satisfied with his answer, you help him off the sandy beach, giving him a towel you were carrying earlier. you help him wrap it around his waist and start walking to your apartment, not far from the beach luckily. you both make the short trek back to your home and you let him settle in before overwhelming him with more questions and activities for you to do.

“once you’re comfortable and dressed, we’re going to go to the mall and get you some clothes, okay?” 

“sure, thank you.” 

And so you were off. you headed to the mall, and got to the clothing store for your new friend. you let him pick out whatever he wanted. but before you both left the store, a small pearl bracelet caught his eye. 

“(Name), look,” Aventurine points to the bracelet.

“what’s wrong?” you ask as you see where his finger’s pointing, “oh, the bracelet? we can get it!” and as the nice clerk gets it out of the display and grabs it for you. you check out and head back to your apartment.

“what’s with the interest in the bracelet?” you asked him after he sat down on your couch.

“it’s a sign of loyalty and love in the mermaid language. you’ve also been kind to me.”

your breath hitched, and you gulp a bit nervously, “and?” 

“and even though we’ve just met, i want you to have it.” he says as he pushes the box to you. you think this cute mermaid-turned human is sticking around for a while longer.

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[vyyper]

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