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When you forget that your best friend wields a claymore
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terrible, terrible self-preservation instincts
Addendum to the warnings: spitting.
Synopsis: Your quiet village life is suddenly upended one foggy morning as forgein ships beach on the wet sand of your Isle. You know they can only be after one thing, your sister, for she is gifted with Sight. Sworn to protect her, you urge her to run and hide while you assess the damage only to find that you are both greatly out matched and out numbered. Will you be willing to fight the Gods to insure your sister's safety or will you accept the hand you were dealt?
Chapter One : July 10th
Chapter Two: July 17th
Chapter Three: July 24th
Chapter Four: July 31st
Chapter Five: August 7th
Chapter Six: August 14th
Chapter Seven: August 21st
Final Chapter: August 28th
Note: If anything is spelled wrong or there are any grammatical errors, do not come for me. This was a fic inspired by a piece of fanart that I wrote in less than 72 hours start to finish. Please just enjoy my labor of love and hyperfixation.
Taglist:
@bakugotrashpanda @kingkatsuki @mindninjax @thewheezingwyvern
(I am no longer doing a tag list for this fic or for anything in the future for personal reasons. Thank you)
Hi! This is not a request or anything, I was just wondering what are your thoughts on Alhaitham and long distance relationships? Would he be the type to break it off before parting (because his logical brain says that's the best option so that things end amicably)? Or do you think he'd want to keep the relationship going (because he'd rather yearn than mourn the relationship)? ๐
In it for the long run
Scenario: Alhaitham and long-distance relationships wc: 1.6k tags: slight angst, fluff, underlying miscommunication, alhaitham is whipped a/n: I KNOW THIS ISN'T A REQUEST BUT I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG I WAS BUSY WITH LIFE ;-; okay! kind of a weird formatting but tiny drabble at the front and original bullet point hc version at the back! not proofread and kind of rushed but yay!! xin is back and writing alhaitham!! now if only she could write gojo
Break it off?
The words that spill out of your lips almost make him drop his book. He stares at you, ears ringing, eyes focused on your lips asโfuckโyou mouth those words again.
You were serious, weren't you?
Heart pounding in his chest, mind hazy with confusion and hurt, all that repeats in the forefront of his mind is a steady stream of why, why, why?
Alhaitham knows he's not the most affectionate boyfriend there is, and the gods only know how much you deserve better than him, but he was under the assumption that he's been doing a good job navigating a relationship with you.
You and he had your ups and downs as all couples do, but open communication had always been an integral part of your relationship. You hadn't shown any sign that you wanted out.
What happened? What changed?
Was this his fault? He knows that becoming the Acting Grand Sage had given him a lot more trouble than he had anticipated, but had he driven you away?
He closes his book, setting it aside. When Alhaitham manages to find his voice, it comes out raspier than usual.
"...Where is this coming from?"
You scratch at your wrist, a nervous tic. He stares at your reddening skin as if it'll give him an answer. It's better than letting himself get caught up in his own mind.
"I just," you stumble, and he pushes away his inner voice that details the hundred and one reasons why he doesn't deserve you. Why it's obvious that you wanted to leave. "It'll be easier on us if we do."
He frowns. There's a you-shaped hole in his chest where you lived, decorated with all the knick-knacks you love. It's sealed in. Cemented, even.
You've long since invaded his life and his mind. A permanent fixture. Easier? "For whom?"
"Huh?"
"What makes you think that separating"โand Archons does that word puts a bad taste in his mouthโ"makes things 'easier'? Whatever that even means."
Was this about your research?
"Who put this ridiculous notion in your head?" He asks, chest constricting with an emotion he can't really discern.
"I... did?" you answer him hesitantly. "I don't want to either, but it's justโ it'll be rough, Haitham. You'd be in Sumeru and I'd be in Inazuma-"
"It's not that far from here." He lies. It takes a week to get there.
"-and," you ignore his interjection. "You hate stuff that's complicated. A long-distance relationship will be complicated."
You don't elaborate, but Alhaitham knows the implications. He's heard all the horror stories from his time in the Akademiya.
"So... yeah."
Alhaitham stares at you. For once, he doesn't know what to say. Something churns and claws around in the pits of his stomach, and he painfully swallows down the lump in his throat.
"You know that it's for the best," you mutter, voice impossibly tiny. If not for the silence of the room, he would have missed what you said. But it's terribly quiet, and amidst the silence, Alhaitham can hear his own heart crack around the edges.
"No."
He doesn't say it much, but he thought you knew he'd follow you to the ends of the earth if it came down to it. Going long-distance wasn't the end of the world, but losing you? That'd be it for him.
Your head snaps up, eyes wide like you hadn't expected to hear that fall from his lips so decidedly. "What?"
"No." He repeats, biting the inside of his cheek as he glares at you. You didn't get to make this decision without him. Did you really think of him that badly? That he'd leave upon the slightest hiccup?
"Absolutely not. No. No."
"Why?" You ask, grasping for a reason to hold on.
"Because..."
There's a lot of things he could say.
Like that you're the love of his life. The only person he's ever imagined a future with.
He could tell you that he's loved you from the moment you walked through the doors of the Akademiya, from the very second you had looked his way. That he loved you then, and just didn't know it yet. That he loves you now, and will forever.
You've invaded every aspect of his life and made it yours even before he understood what love was. The fruit you love but he hates is always refilled, packed neatly in the fridge. The jackets that you wear are always tossed over the arm of the couch. Next to his collection of coffee beans is your collection of teas.
The memory foam in his room remembers your shape. The pillow you steal from him is bathed in the smell of your shampoo. The sheets that tangle between the both of you when you sleep is soaked in your warmth.
Everything he sees, everything he does, everything he feels... he associates it with you.
There was no before, no after. Only the present and the future.
He could tell you this. In fact, he should be telling you this. God knows how he doesn't say it enough. But you're teary, and you look like you're about to leave, and Alhaitham can't lose you.
"Why, Haitham?"
Because you love him and he loves you. Wasn't that enough?
You having to go away for a year, even a little bit more than that, was nothing in the grand scheme of things. He'd wait for you, even if the sky fell.
"Why?" He repeats, almost letting out a baffled laugh because how were you so smart, so adorable, and yet, still not see?
Why? Because your relationship was stronger than whatever momentary flings the Akademiya scholars were having. Why? Because you and he had built this relationship. Started it from the ground up. Paved a way even against everyone's expectations. And if you were doing this out of consideration of him, you didn't have to.
"Because I'd do anything for you. Even if it means to wait."
Besides, no one said that he couldn't apply for leave.
Okay weird transition point but hi!!!!!!!! this was my original response until my brain said fuck it lets write
Alhaitham would NEVER
Look this man is LOGICAL. Do you know how illogical a relationship can get???
It's my understanding that he AGONISES over deciding to pursue you/not.
So when he finally does?
BET that he already has a 6-month, 2 year, 5 year, 10 year plan mapped out
Binder? No. It's in that big juicy brain of his.
He isn't the most organised okay
The only concrete thing that signaled him even having a plan were tiny post-its and scribbles on random pieces of paper
In fact the disorganisation makes it hard/impossible for you to know until he tells you about it
Anyway
Alhaitham dates you with the intention of marrying you someday.
With his decision to date you came his decision to accept everything you and life would throw at him (within reason)
When you first brought up the possibility of needing to go overseas for a semi-long period of time he didn't even think that breaking up was on the table
It was that outlandish.
So when you randomly spring it up on him one fine day?? You effectively shatter a part of his heart
The both of you have been through so much and you're worried your relationship wouldn't be able to handle the strain?
I mean it's a valid point
But Alhaitham thought you knew better than that.
He rather fight and try and make it last as long as he possibly could than give up without a fight
And he knows you're not doing this for your sake, but his! What's the point if he doesn't want it
Plus
What's stopping him from going to you?
Going to Mondstadt? He can just visit every now and then. It's not that far! Hell, he could live with you and just have his subordinates travel over to hand him any documents
Going to Liyue? Even easier. He can go to you every weekend. It's not that hard to get to Liyue from Sumeru!!
Going to Inazuma? Okay it's a little tougher but who says he can't just buy a waverider
Natlan? Fontaine? Snezhnaya? Fuck it! He'll move over with you!
It's not like he doesn't have paid and unpaid leave.
It's not like he isn't well-off, either. Please, he could always just rent out his properties and get passive income
I would argue that Alhaitham actually has a lot of investment schemes. The man is very financially stable (thats so hot of him)
Just give him a book or two, a peck here and there, and he'll be a happy happy guy
So going with you is definitely a feasible plan! Unless you don't want him to
So yeah! He wouldn't break it off. You'd be the one to suggest it and he'd be the one to strike it down.
Expect a debate where you lose.
And yes he would much rather yearn for you than mourn your loss.
Alhaitham has a lot of faith in himself and especially in you. He trusts you!!
Absence makes the heart grow fonder! He'll just write you tons and tons of letters until you return to him.
A letter for every day you're not with him, if you will. He'll label 'em and send them out a month before so you can slowly open them according to the days of the month
A bunch of inventions were made out of love! Wordle's creator made wordle for his wife, Halstead created surgical gloves for his wife!!
So what's stopping Alhaitham from making you the modern-day cellphone by using his knowledge of the akasha terminal?
Nothing. That's what.
Just let this man love okay
a/n: wow i feel so weird posting my writing again i do not like the jitters,, sorry for any mistakes too! wow its been some time since i've written
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โ SATORU GOJO
โ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฆ๐น ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ณ๐ต ^-^
โ ๐ด๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ o-o
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ^-^
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ด <3
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ข๐ด๐ต ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ 0~0
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ^~^
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ <3
โ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ v-v
โ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ถ๐ฎ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ o-o
โ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ด 'v'
โ TOJI FUSHIGURO
โ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ณ๐ต ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ซ๐ด ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ช๐จ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ด๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ o-o
โ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ณ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ฅ ยฐvยฐ
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ณ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ^-^
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ๐บ <3
โ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ^-^
โ ๐ต๐ณ๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ถ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ NANAMI KENTO
โ ๐ด๐ญ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ค๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ณ๐ต ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ^-^
โ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ >-<
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ *~*
โ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ต๐ด ~v~
โ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ^-^
โ ๐ต๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ต ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ช๐ช๐ช๐ช๐จ๐จ๐จ๐จ O-O
โ ๐ค๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ -V-
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด '-'
โ GETO SUGURU
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ท ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐บ ^-^
โ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ >~<
โ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ^o^
โ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ^~^
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด O-O
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต *v*
โ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ^-^
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ u-u
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฃ u~u
โ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ง๐ฆ๐ค๐ต ๐ด๐ฆ๐น ~o~
โ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ "v"
โ RYOMEN SUKUNA
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ๐ช o~o
โ ๐ต๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ง๐ข๐ท ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐บ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ช๐ณ๐ต ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฉ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ข๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ ๏ผ~๏ผ
โ ๐ด๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ O~O
โ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ถ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด 2 ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ด ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด ~w~
โ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ ^-^
โ SHIU KONG
โ ๐ด๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ O-o
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ '~'
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฅ ^~^
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ๐ด ~o~
โ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ~v~
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ^-^
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ^~^
โ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฎ๐ด <3
โ ๐ข๐ต ๐ฏ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ o-o
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ญ๐ถ๐ต <3
โ HIGURUMA HIROMI
โ ๐ด๐ช๐ป๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ O-O
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ^-^
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ด ^o^
โ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ *V*
โ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐น ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ^-^
โ ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ o~o
โ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฑ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๏ผ-๏ผ
โ ๐ด๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ ^~^
โ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐บ v-v
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ~v~
โ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐จ๐ต๐ฉ ^~^
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ด vov
โ CHOSO KAMO
โ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ง๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ณ๐ต๐ด ^-^
โ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด ^0^
โ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด v-v
โ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ o~o
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ v0v
โ ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ฐ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฌ๐ช๐ณ๐ต ^~^
โ ๐ด๐ถ๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ owo
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฆ๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ด๐ด๐บ v~v
โ ๐ด๐ญ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ถ๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ด >-<
โ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ต๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ /v\
โ ๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง -o-
โ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ด๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ต ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ <3
โ ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง โขoโข
I'm gonna start a trend hehe >:3
So :
How would your Fae Sun and Moon react to being called baby (as in affectionate petname sense)? Like when we pet them or we just nuzzle into their necks gently??? Sth sth soft touches and petnames have been plaguing me lately, thank you ๐๐ฅ
OKAY SEE YOU JESTIE HEHEHE
๐ซฃ๐โจ๐ฅโผ๏ธ
Calling the faeries, the generous pet name givers themselves, a pet name?
Oh, Starrie,
Theyโd crumble
They can dish it out but they canโt take it
Note: it will be updated anytime I'll post something new.
FICTIONS
Cigarette: part 1. (sfw) - part 2. (nsfw)
Piercings and feelings. (request - sfw)
January 18th. (mini fiction - sfw)
Agony. (mini fiction - nsfw)
Painkiller. (mini fiction - nsfw)
DRABBLES
Sing for me. (sfw)
Septum piercing. (sfw)
Make-up. (nsfw)
Cherry perfume. (nsfw)
Period comfort. (sfw)
So pretty. (nsfw)
Hair pulling. (nsfw)
Precious. (nsfw)
Insane. (nsfw)
Love. (nsfw)
Mommy. (nsfw)
HEADCANONS
Dabi's Spotify playlist.
A quote that reminds me of him.
Soul connection.
Fog reminds me of him.
cyno is?
a.) working undercover to investigate tighnari
b.) searching for a joke to approach tighnari
modern!Sukuna x Reader
Sukuna and you are not dating, he makes it very clear.
Content Warning:ANGST? (It's angsty but it also makes me angry ig?) Enemies to lovers, Sukuna is his own warning, mention of sexual content, slut shaming (both sides). This is a +18 post so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. If I catch any minor or ageless blog interacting with this series I will block you.
A/N: Hi besties! I was planning on posting this earlier but the cat distribution system reached me again and delivered a little kitten to my house haha so I've been busy all day with that.
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Synopsis: In a world where royalty are born and bred to sit upon a throne built by their ancestor's aeons ago, there is a prince who is destined to sit upon the throne but there is worry amongst those of the high council. Will this Prince ever be able to shake the shackles of his ancestorial rage and become a just and rightful King? Or will he simply be another spindle in the wheel that continues to crush those of lesser importance?
Warnings: Similiar setting to House of the Dragon (the era, how royalty works) but not entirely, dragons, eventual smut, deceit, violence, blood, all characters are over the ages of 18, mentions of different religions, misogynistic themes, character deaths. No beta readers, we die like kings. (Will update individual chapters with warnings also.) MDNI.
The Glossary
Chapter I: ['The Barbarous Prince'] [28/08/22] [5086 wc.]
Chapter II: ['The Summer Solstice'] [31/08/22] [6829 wc.]
Chapter III: ['Seeking Respite'] [04/09/22] [8181 wc.]
Chapter IV: ['Dance of the Dragon'] [TBD] [??]
Chapter V: ['The Crimson King'] [TBD] [??]
(More chapters will be added, if needed. Names/dates are subject to change before publication).
credit for the background image/banner: @vampyrsm please do not plagiarise, or recommend my work to places such as TikTok. Date format is DD/MM/YY, chapter releases are at 9:00pm BST on the specified date.
trying to empress myself is very hard, but I like the process Tony โข 26 y.o. lawyer, have Cyno vibes of bad jokes, Al-Haitam's seriousness and grumble like Tighnary God, have mercy on me and lemme calm down on my imposter syndrome
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