semi-hiatus

imagine, all the dates you've been going on suddenly cutting you off muttering a small and terrified "sorry uhh i...had something come up" or texting you 'sorry. can't come' or straight up shrieking and sprinting away at the sight of you on the road or in a bar, leaving you with your hand in mid–wave, standing awkwardly

lately you've been feeling like you're being followed. you'd turn around and find nothing. you feel like someone's looking at you through the window of your house, even seeing a shadow forming...but its just the tree and the breeze...

another time when you're on a date, and this douchebag doesn't wanna leave you alone and starts getting all handsy so you have to pry him off and dash towards your home while he whistles from behind for you

and the next day you wake up to a ring on your doorbell and a note stuck on the pavement...

'i don't agree with that annoying guy's ways. ps took care of him'

now obviously a rational part of you was scared thinking who was this man? why does he know this? but honestly you were more relieved over the fact that that guy is not gonna disturb you

an idea strikes you that if he was the guy who's been stalking you without any action, why not put him to work? so you start leaving grocery list on the doorstep on a sticky note before leaving for work and then coming back to a bag full of even medicines you were out of on the kitchen counter

he is this close to becoming your maid. he brings you groceries, midnight snacks, meds, household supplies, sometimes even slipping some money inside the bag. but honestly you can't really complain couse you feel like you're becoming rich now that the 'mystery man' has been helping you...but it can't be that guy whom you've been seeing frequently these days right?

note:: obviously pls don't go stalking people you like just talk to them and take a no like a champ. i don't condone this behaviour its satire.

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you know what's more intimate? its not kissing every inch of your body, worshipping you or spelling sweet nothings in your ear

its remembering the way you like your coffee, your favourite dress and shoes. its remembering the dream you talked about last week. its remembering something you only said as a passing thought but they remembered. its remembering the gossip you shared a few months ago or the person you talked about last week

and it doesn't have to be romantic, sometimes its platonic sometimes its unconditional and sometimes its familial.

love has many forms, many colours. just like us, coexisting in a harmony only we can make and play

because in remembrance there is love, and in love there's rememberance

hello everyone !

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Ironic isn't it? Blade, a man who chases death but death has always been faster and his lover being a guiding spirit of death who guides people to their death. Who can guide every soul to rest except his.

For your calm and serene nature, it came as quite a whipsplash to you when you couldn't tie his thread to the world of dead or guide him to rest. There's always some turmoil inside him which....you couldn't fix no matter what. so you resorted to what you can do best, as his lover, that is giving him internal peace.

you noticed how, early on in your relationship his shoulders were always tensed and how fast his hand would whip to the hilt of his sword even when he was out travelling. you were exasperated at him.

and he was used to distance himself a lot too, often opting to hide or not show his emotions. so you just decided to drop some things about youself in exchange for him opening up to you

you would share how your life was before, your hometown, your friends and family and as you two bonded further and he started warming up to you more, you would tell him how you died. soon in the confines of your room, infront of the fireplace he will tell you his past. the warmth of the fireplace a reminder of what you two lost; families, love and the vigour of life...

it was quite...two people tied to a fate none of you wanted. a death spirit guiding souls yet unable to guide the very one who needed death the most and the one whom you loved

eventually, he started finding his peace again...mostly when you were near

his shoulders would be relaxed, his eyes would hold a gentle gaze and he started to sleep better often. he started to become more comfortable around the stellaron hunters too and you would jokingly call him 'girl dad' with the way he cooked food for silver wolf and drove firefly to her destination

every member of the stellaron hunter treated you as a family too. you were the one who brought peace to Blade and they couldn't be more thankful for letting you help him find what he lost

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5 more followers until i hit 2k omg guys pls follow me 🙏🙏 I'll do an event for the milestone or probably a big ahh list of fanfics idk

"man i'm like really hungry..."

you threw your head back in the couch whining like a toddler. it wasn't like your stomach was empty no no, you just wanted to have something delicious in your mouth

your eyes look around the house when it finally settle on your man. he was just reading a book with a pensive face. 'must be an interesting one then...' you thought to yourself

but the book won't be the only thing grabbing his attention soon enough since you're home...and you are an impulsive person when you are around people you like and trust

he was engrossed in the book but he could hear the rustling of the couch when you got up, the clinking of the utensils in the kitchen and the creaking of the wooden cupboards. with you around he has learned not to ask too many questions about your...decisions

he felt something soft rest on his bicep which was resting on the couch. turning his head he found you happily biting onto the bread which you plopped there.

he shot you a confused look to which you replied "i was bored. thought I'd disturb you by my special 'bread, your delicious muscles, bread sandwich'. it's the best food"

he just sighed....he knows biting is a form of affection and you looked pretty cute like that. eyes gazing up at him as the apple of your cheeks puffed up because of the cheeky smile. he gave you a small smile and kissed you on the forehead.

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they say your spouse's sleeping posture or habits tell what kind of a person they are

and oh boy...

"augh...*hack* damn..."

so what does it mean when your spouse who has either golden retriever energy or black cat energy (up to you), is quite literally enveloping you with his big, muscular body

he was sleeping so soundly too that you were more concerned over him not getting enough sleep instead of you almost suffocating

but hey he's warm

"mmm...soft...warm..."

he was mumbling in his sleep and with the way he was hugging you and caressing your body you pretty much guessed he was dreaming about you. cute as if that didn't melt your heart

for some reason he just slid downwards while he was in very very deep sleep and sluggishly climbed on top of you, with his head on your heart and his body snuggled between your legs

cracking a soft smile you threaded your fingers through his hair and gently scratched his head

"love..." you heard him say before his breathing evened out

"good night to us too"

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they warned you that living near the woods can be dangerous because of wild animals

but they never said because of them

working day and night, tiring out your bones until you pass out from exhaustion only to make ends meet was the very reason why you chose a cheap house near the woods

you can hear the wind howling through the closed windows

'must be a draft' you imagine

you can hear the wind knocking at your door

'must be some little animals or foxes' you pray

you can hear the wind creaking your floorboards

...

'is it inside now?' you shut your eyes and pretend to fall asleep

you feel its stare on your skin...or better...his

you know its him because he has been the midnightly visitor to your home for quite a while now. Often times he would stand outside your window, the moonlight casting his shadowy silhouette across your bed and onto your face

it was time you confronted him. he wasn't disturbing nor harmful in the least. all you wanted was to know what his purpose was with you. he hoped this day would come

you could feel his presence in your room, standing somewhere in your doorway. for a stranger–man, he was gentlemanly, opting to only observe from afar and patiently waiting for you to strike up a conversation

you cracked one eye open to see his tall and broad silhouette, his clothes swaying in the breeze through the slightly open window.

eventually you slid off your covers and sat at the edge of the bed looking him straight in the eyes

otherworldy beauty, his stare prickled your skin with an energy hard to describe, but it was a welcome feeling. perhaps the work stress was finally catching up to you so badly that the line between dangerous and alluring was blurring for you.

"I have been waiting to be noticed by you"

oh and his voice, his voice...it was velvety, hazing you eyes and making your heart beat faster than it should be. Instead of fear there was an ache, a blooming ache somewhere in your body

he moved forward when he noticed the rise and fall of your chest and your parted lips. A dark gaze in both your eyes. Unmistakably of a burning desire. He closed the distance between you, pushing you gently upon your bed

"I'll take care of you, my temptation..."

— wriothesley, NEUVILLETTE, ayato, ZHONGLI, CHILDE (HELL YEAH), FLINSSSSS, varka (yan varka?!), PHAINON (flame reaver perhaps?), mydei, ASHVEIL, SAMPO, BLADE, jing yuan, gallagher, LUCIFER, barbatos, MALLEUS (heavy on ts one), sukuna, PIEROTT, SYLUS, ALUCARD

NOTE: first time writing something bordering on yandere and also not. was suffering from writers block and this suddenly came to me so i had to write it

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REQUESTS OPEN !

change in rules! I'll be accepting requests from the following fandoms: genshin, honkai star rail, arknights endfield, where winds meet, obey me, twisted wonderland, love and deepspace, a date with death, to eat a god, the freak circus, DMC (anime precisely), castlevania (anime)

NO LIMITS ON CHARACTERS

MULTI FANDON REQUESTS ACCEPTED !!!

I know I've been making excuses but these months have been real busy for me with the back to back exams and practicals and there's still 2 more to go before I can actually declare my freedom but I'll try to post something soon 😭😭🥀🥀

never ask an hsr player what happened on 5th of november

a crumb of comfort from my end after what transpired in 3.7 so spoilers

you wake up in your room in the expre—...

wait...the express?

you clearly remember fighting Irontomb to death...all the alliances, the geniuses, they— they were all with you right? so why

how did it end so quickly?

you wake up in hopes of finding your crew in all and well...

but why do you hope to see 13 more faces amongst them? Will your wishes be answered?

"shh! be quiet! he can hear us!" "no no no! I can't do this...!"

you heard shrill mumbles coming from your bathroom which you thought can be an intruder... you grabbed your bat and went in to find it

empty...

blub blub blub bubble bubble...

oh

no wonder

"come on out i know its you" you fold your arms as a smile sneaked up on your lips once the two noisy culprits stood up with Castorice heaving from the effort of holding her breath underwater.

"The golden water gave you two away Cipher and Castorice" you chuckle, feeling fuzzy as you see the two chrysos heirs. "Well someone couldn't hold her breath underwater..." she rolls her eyes as Castorice quickly jumps up to her defence "Not everybody is like Miss Hysilens!"

soon they let you leave to find the other heirs and as you make your way to the parlor car, you see Trinnon and Trianne run in the hallway of the bar.

You chat with Hyacine and Ica who could only doot doot their way in your conversation.

A bright and cheery conversation with Mydei, Aglaea and Cerydra over wine only they drank.

You got over to Trianne and Trinnon where the latter is currently chasing the former with the help of Tribbie. Cute very cute

It's so peaceful...and so warm and happy

In the Passenger Cabin you find Anaxa and Hysilens. With Anaxa who may or may not have taken some very downright blasphemous ideas after looking into the Tin Can's head. After a chit chat, you find Phainon.

You rush over after seeing him. How long it has been since you last saw him. "Long time no see partner!" he greeted you with that sunny smile you came to adore in all those months with him and others as you faced so so many trials and tribulations that it all now feels just like yesterday still lingering at your fingertips.

"Just hearing about Penacony and the Xianzhou Alliance from Dan Heng isn't really enough to make me imagine just how impressive those places sound like!"

"There are many places you can still visit on the cosmos Phainon" you beam excitedly as you tell him about it. "Some village with wheat fields like Aedes Elysiae must exist somewhere then surely?" he smiled but there was a hint of melancholy in his town now having to leave behind his past forever and journey towards the future wiht renewed hope.

"And your pink haired friend is also waiting for you!" he states. "Where is she-" "Oh come on you know she has a way of coming up at the right time"

"He is right my friend"

Ah...there she is, your beloved friend who stayed beside you all this time, all these centuries and cycles.

"Cyrene! what happened? did we win? did Irontomb fall?" you ask frantically your mind racing a thousand miles.

"Well...Irontomb has been defeated but he has not fallen...if we do no contain him then he might rise again but we can think about it later! The Express Car really exceeds my expectations from all those visions and dreams that i saw from you!"

but something feels off...

"So...this is not a dream? You guys are not fake?"

"Hm? Of course we arent't! Although the world that we so desperately fought for is now nothing but a star drifting in the cosmos, it is a seed that will be nurtured to its full growth and Amphoreus will be born anew hehe" she smiles at you, with hope straining her words

"So...you guys will now stay with us? With the Crew?"

"They will journey with us now until they find their own purpose" you hear Himeko's voice as she approaches you with Welt, Dan Heng and March and Pom Pom.

"As the Conductor we have all unanimously decided to let the Heirs stay in the Express for as long they like!" "In this trailblazing journey, we always welcome visitors abroad but they are more than just visitos or passerby to us" Welt fixed his glasses as he sounded Himeko and Pom Pom's claim. March chirped in "Wow! We are catching people from the cosmos like strays now! First it was Sunday then the whole Chrysos Heir group!" Dan Heng said "Well there should be enough room for them"

"What...about you Cyrene? You haven't said anything about staying in the express..."

"Well i still have some unfinished business so... i wish for the cosmos to know about the romantic story that we have penned down for Amphoreus so.." she handed you As I've Written "fill up the blank pages with the epic saga that we foretold" she gave you a wink but you saw how her eyes were threatening to spill the tears

"See you tomorrow then friend! it was a beautiful and romantic journey like no other..." she turned her back

its supposed to be beautiful sure but does it feel so conflicting? so empty? why is this reality like a sweet dream?

"and i hope you will forgive me friend"

until we meet again

farewell, Amphoreus

see you tomorrow, PhiLia093/peach/Elysia

amphoreus truly trampled over my feelings. its so beautiful yet so bitter...we will all remember the heroes and her

"I genuinely can't believe YOU got yourself folded"

"ugh...im grovelling in shame as is, please don't amplify my predicament further..."

you dragged him by his collar like a mother cat would hold her kitten except the said kitten is your literal hunk and bulky boyfriend

you sat him down 'neath the shade of a big oak tree. "how did this even happen?" you look at all the wounds littering his arm and a few cuts and bruises on his thighs

"I got two answers which one do you want?" you looked at him funny. "the honest one" you scoff as you tear down bandages and wrap it around the wounds after sanitising them with iodine you keep in your back pocket

"got distracted as I suddenly remembered last night" "WHAT?" sure last night with him was a little more steamy than usual cause you two met after a really long time again. "What made you remember that??" you asked confused at your jaw slacked to the floor

"I caught your scent in the wind" he gave you that lopsided smile when he would either say or do something which he knew would make you flustered. "God you're insane..." you didn't bicker with him further as you saw the red blush that dusted his cheeks and the gloss in his eyes.

"come one babe let's get you home..." you sighed and something told you this is not the only time its gonna happen...

c— c— can u guys follow me ? (asks cutely)

I might post a ff today

he can't really take endearments...in a good way ! although he loves the way they roll out of your lips smooth and sweet like honey , in public he is close to combusting.

its a normal sunny day in belobog with him training his own silvermane squad , giving directions to them yada yada yknow the duties pertaining to someone like him of a high position. he knows the time of your visit to give him his lunch neatly packed in a bento box that you purchased from some planet you last visited 5 years ago.

as soon as the clock strikes 12 , his ears are perked up and his heart beat fast as he listens closely to the rhythm of your feet.

a minute or two later you come in frolicking in your best clothing with a lunchbox made with love in hand.

"Hey [name]—" "Hi my mooncake!!!"

oh his heart grahhh his cheeks are a shade of BURNING red "dear dear please not so loud ?"

"what ? everybody knows your stuck with me so whats the problem ?" you ask oblivious to how even his juniors tease him about him being maddeningly in love with you even though he is like a polar opposite in nature to them.

"don't mind up captain !" "definitely not listening" "yeah go ahead cap'n !" they'd tune in when they see how he is clearly flustered

this is ONE of the instances !

when grocery shopping on days he has a holiday , throughout the whole day , stopping not even once , you keep calling him pet names after pet names. you name it ! from old, romantic names like swan, dear, sweets, sweetcheeks to randomised bs like pillowcase, softgrass, morning dew

he doesn't hate it. he looks forward to it. indulge him but don't make it obvious though... you calling him so proudly with pet names in public confirms how deeply you love him and how he is clearly taken by you.

he who buys you the most delicate flowers and the softest of silks to ever grace your skin from trustworthy high-end fashion brands. if you want to wear the original product from the place of origin or from the craftsman directly. he is already buying the plot of land. under your name.

he has jewel makers, designers, stylists, seamstresses and shoe makers ready and at bay to listen to your every whim and every wish. don't worry, all your clothes are pre-paid. buy ae much as you want really.

he buys and coordinates all your outfits for a charity event, gala, fundraiser banquets and even the red carpet and met ! he wants everything to scream 'power couple'. he will even get down on one knew and kiss between your knuckles even when all eyes are upon you.

after the event is over and your feet are hurting so bad, he will take your heels in one hand and you in the other, with your arms wrapped his neck as you rest your head against his.

he who prefers the meals you cook more than that of his personal chef or that of any fine dining. "it tastes closer to home that way" so he says as his gaze softens at your flustered giggle. you are his home.

your lover who keeps trinkets or handmade gifts prepared by you in a glass case. empty fountain pens that 'reminded you of him' in a showcase, proof of your love to him. a bouquet of paper, plastic and metal roses that you presented to him as you swayed in your feet after saying "im gonna love you until it withers away"

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