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*· · . . · · . Mana ✵ she/her ✵ 28 ✵ INFP ✵ Taurus . · · . . · · *
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cw: not sfw, cunnilingus, edging, sexual frustration, frustration of a general nature
“I want to make you family.” You could still hear the whispers of his sweet proposal in your dreams, since it’s one of the last few good memories you still remember vividly enough to cling to. The joy you once shared has long since trickled through your exhausted and cold fingers. How were you supposed to know that becoming family meant you would be shipped off to Snezhnaya? Tartaglia, or rather Ajax as you call him now, asked you to let him introduce you to all of his relatives. You are, after all, his soon to be bride, and it was only appropriate for you to meet everyone.
You sigh and stare out the window. The family home was indeed everything he said it was and nothing less. Teucer was so excited to show you his Mr. Cyclops collection and calling you ‘Big Sister’ as he pulled you around by your hand. His mother went out of her way to learn as much about you as you would let her so you would feel right at home. In exchange, she taught you some traditional Snezhnayan dishes to bond over. The building itself was a lavish, well built mansion, and kept everyone warm even during the coldest, angriest winters no matter how ferociously they raged. It was also large enough where everyone had their own space. Even if they no longer lived there, this was the home they could always come back to. You never wanted for anything, or at least nothing material – a perk of being engaged to someone who was richer than God. But the one thing you wanted more than anything, your future husband, was nowhere to be found.
When you were together in Liyue, you noticed how much time he spends writing letters back home. Back then you thought it was sweet and admirable. Now? It’s the only thing keeping you sane, since you’re the one waiting for them. You think about rereading some of your prior letters, but you settle on staring out the window like the heartbroken maiden that you are. He said he’d be back soon, and he doesn’t lie about that sort of thing. Frustrated, you pick up one of the pillows on your to-be-marital bed and throw it down onto the mattress just to blow off steam.
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Here's a picture of my Malleus Draconia haul from the other day, as well as how the pins look on my bag. It's absurdly hard to find merch of him, and i was starving for a bit. I'm eating good now though. Please feel free to send me TWST asks whenever. My inbox is open <3
Who has the potential to be more unhinged, Diluc or Ayato?
I want to say Ayato but truthfully both of them would be unhinged, it just takes them different things to force them to crack.
Ayato feels the constant pressure of the public eye and scrutiny, he can never make a wrong move, never. Even behind closed doors he usually keeps up the dignified and elegant persona which the world has come to know - the Yashiro Commissioner, the head of the Kamisato clan, elder brother and an important figure in Inazuman society.
The only time you could ever catch his mask slipping is if you try to escape.
The tension is too much and the weight of his stare is crushing beyond repair. He has the intense desire to lock you up and mark you up as his his his but he cannot. The shackles of his duties are too strong and the people do expect him to eventually marry and continue the bloodline.
Thus, giving him the perfect excuse to introduce you to the public as his adorable little fiance. You'll never see the light of day after that and all eyes will be on you 24/7. You are officially Ayato's little puppet and he will take good care of you... provided you stay in your lane.
Diluc, while still being in the public eye, has more liberty. He is a well known and respected figure to the public, not to mention a young bachelor with hundreds of ladies are dying to meet the tycoon but he just does not give them time of day.
Diluc will either lock you up and throw away the key or take an approach similar to Ayato and both ideas have their pros and cons.
The pro of making your relationship public is that no one can harass you even again. Hell, anyone with a single braincell would know better than to pick a fight with you because Diluc would be somewhere in the background, lurking, simply waiting to strike. The biggest con would probably be the sheer nosiness of the ordeal which doesn't sound so bad in theory but you should never underestimate the public. Rumors would spread lile wildfire and you never know just who might hear them. Any dangerous and scorned individual which Diluc had wronged in the past could just come knocking on his door and ruin everything he tried so hard to build.
Then you have the opposite side of the spectrum in which Diluc just keeps you locked up for good. It is much easier to keep you tame this way and it satiates his more possessive urges. He does not need to worry about anyone seeing you because the only contact you have is him which sounds far too appealing to him. But, if he does do this he can never confess his undying love to you publicly, he can never let the world know that he is a taken man. Not to mention that all of your friends and relatives would come looking for you which is just annoying.
Hey hey! Since your requests are open at the moment. What would any yandere genshin character's Interact with a Very clumsy Reader. Just imagine. The yandere watching the reader walk before tripping on their feet. Or maybe accidentally slipping onto leaves? That would be funny and I would definitely love to see their interaction!
Sorry to make you wait. I wanted to do a few shorter form responses, but this came out on accident. If you want more, please feel free to send in a request. Clumsy Reader X Diluc Ragnvindr
It started like any typical day in Mondstat. Markets were bustling, bards were performing, knights were patrolling, and the city was thriving. The sky was filled with a growing amount of storm clouds that were a welcome addition to a sweltering hot midsummer day.
For you though, this was a very irregular day with one unfortunate event chained after the other. A bag of flour went rogue in the bakery and you ended up completely covered in the stuff. Of course the bakery gave you bread as compensation for the situation – a lot of it. Ironically, this made everything much harder because the sheer amount of bread made the trip home cumbersome. Because of this delay and new handicap, by the time you were able to get your errands finished and your affairs in order it started pouring rain when you had just started the trip home. The flour that still coated your skin and clothes had turned to watered down sodden slime.
By the time you finally arrived at the front door of your home the compensation bread was ruined, and your clothes were heavy and cold with dripping rain. All you could think about was taking a nice hot bath and changing into dry clothes and climbing into your dry warm bed. You almost fainted though, when you reached into your pocket to retrieve your house key and found nothing. Your bones itched, your nose burned, the stress was transcendent. Honestly if you died at that moment you’d be fine with it, because you certainly wished you were dead.
You did your best to take a breath, though you were borderline crying at this point. The sun had set long ago, and it was pitch black. You had no idea where your keys could be, and worst of all, it was still fucking raining.. You dropped the bag and it landed with a wet heavy flop. You’d just have to deal with that in the morning.
Can I ask for the Tower and Magician asks for Diluc?
Those two Arcana went so hand in hand that they're hard to separate. And so I answered them in tandem.
Your mileage would vary depending on the kind of danger you’re in, as well as what time it’s happening. Generally though, you'd be followed every moment of every day, either by Diluc or by one of the many eyes he has hiding in the shadows. If the danger was standard peril happening at night, the Darknight Hero would personally come and save the day.
If this was some other, more mundane kind of danger, the interference would of course be different.
You`re having interpersonal trouble at work due to being mistreated by your coworkers? It looks like an anonymous concerned party reported the incident to the relevant authorities, and those same coworkers are now in hot water. Being mistreated by your boss? Coincidentally, a sudden surprise audit happened, and plenty of highly damaging infractions were dragged into the light which in turn ended up giving you huge financial compensation as well as new working arrangements.
Yandere! Ayato X Noble! GN Reader
Due to popular request, here is part two!
Part one here “If only I could be so lucky as to find a love as pure and true as Lord Kamisato’s and his one and only,” a servant swooned off to the corner of the room. The entire situation was crazy, like you’ve died and gone to hell. You had no idea how anyone in the world could truly believe this tale of love that Ayato was spinning. Your arms were bound so tight that you couldn’t move them, and you had a bite guard in place so you couldn’t bite your own tongue off and bleed to death. The maids were there as lookouts for a possible attempted suicide. How in the world could anyone view this situation as anything less than complete and utter insanity let alone a tender romance!? All you could do was glare. Your visage fluctuated between a scowl and visceral fury.
You were never alone. Ever. If you weren’t in the presence of some servants, then it would be the presence of Kamisato Ayato. What was worse is he made a compelling case that while you weren’t of sound mind, you were of sound heart, and that hatred and love are two sides of the same coin. Your late father’s delusion wasn’t allowing you to think straight, and his explanation gave all the justification he needed to marry you.
¡! ❞ You can never love him, not in the way he loves you. You say that over and over but Dazai Osamu has other things in store for you.
"So... Is that how it is?" said the brunette with a tone colder than ice and a face devoid of any and all emotion. He sat in a wooden chair with his arms placed in front of him as he stared downwards at your shaking form. Deafening silence filled the room as neither one of you was willing to speak up, not after the horrible mistake you had just committed.
"You will never be my first love, no matter how hard you try Dazai! Someone else already took that place, someone that isn't you!"
Those words echoed loudly inside Dazai's mind and he tried to hard to prevent himself from scoffing. Even now a dead man was more important to you, a rotting hunk of flesh that couldn't say nor do anything but you didn't budge, you never budged. What you said, it... it hurt. It hurt him and it still hurts. It felt as though he got stabbed in the chest and the knife was being twisted over and over and over and all over again and the sheer force of the pain would bring Dazai back down to Earth, back to the Hell he calls a home, back to you.
Is this karma? Is this divine retribution for all his past actions?
His dear old Odasaku always wanted for Dazai to become good, to be good but his past had caught up with him and old habits die hard. He was torn and conflicted - was he nothing more but a waste of space or a human being that deserved to live if not a happy then a so called normal life?
It dawned on him and after what felt like an eternity, Dazai grinned, a wicked, devilish grin that grew and grew until it almost made you throw up. His face was inches away from yours, chapped lips just barely threatening to steal yet another precious kiss from your own as Dazai finally decided to break the horrible tension.
"You were right dear, I will never be your first love..."
Was he coming to his senses? What was he saying, is it foolish to get your hopes up yet?
"But..."
You could feel his cold and long fingers on your face, toying with the bruised and bloody flesh as his chocolate brown eyes glared horribly at you, as if they were sharp daggers ready to kill anyone who dared to get in their way.
"...I have become something much, much more important, something that you just won't be able to live without."
You could feel one of his arms swiftly creeping up towards your head and you felt a sharp thug upwards, causing you to yell in agony as his other hand painfully squished your cheeks, his fingernails ripping into the softness of your cheeks. Dazai carefully watched the tiny trickles of crimson red blood fall onto the white bandages on his hands, as if he was admiring the view so to speak. Well he was, actually. Your pretty blood had now stained his bandages and it could be considered a work of art, to him at least but, that wasn't too important at the moment, not when you had oh so carelessly broken his heart into a million little pieces.
"I may not be your first love but I sure as Hell am going to be your last one. And that darling is much more important."
If you weren't going to let him heal you he was left with no choice other than to break you.
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This man is so hard to write for I swear, but I really tried with this, m'kay?
God I'm a sucker for characters who are so utterly loyal to someone that they're completely unhinged. Characters who have no moral compass except their overwhelming devotion to whoever they've chosen to listen to. That's the good shit
The Fool - How deluded is this yandere when it comes to their darling? Are they self aware on any level?
The Emperor - How much of their darling’s life does this yandere dictate/want to dictate?
Strength - How outwardly passionate is this yandere around their darling?
The Hanged Man - Is controlling their darling important? Or do they want their darling to love them willingly?
The Tower - If this yandere saw their darling in danger, how would they respond/react?
Judgement - Would this yandere ever open up to their darling?
The Magician - How would this yandere use their abilities/status on their darling?
The Hierophant - Could this darling’s yandere fool them easily? Or be manipulated by them?
The Hermit - Is this yandere more relaxed, or capable of being more relaxed?
Death - Would this yandere ever kill their darling? If not, would this yandere “kill” undesirable traits of their darling?
The Star - How would this yandere deal with their darling’s loved ones?
The World - Would this yandere ever give up on their darling?
The High Priestess - What expectations does this yandere have for their darling?
The Lovers - How would this yandere deal with their darling being in a relationship with someone else?
Wheel of Fortune - Would this yandere’s behavior stay the same over time? If not, why do they remain the same?
Temperance - What made this person yandere for their darling?
The Moon - Is this yandere sensitive to what their darling says or does? If not, why don’t they care?
The Empress - Would this yandere want to have children with their darling in the future?
The Chariot - What freedoms would this yandere allow, and take away?
Justice - Does this yandere ever feel conflicted about what they’re doing?
The Devil - What taboo things would this yandere do to their darling?
The Sun - When would this yandere feel content with their situation?
Send me asks off of this super rad list.
Only a couple of rules: 1) Keep requests to stuff on my fandom list please and thank you. 2) Up to 5 characters, and no more than 7 arcana. If you want other arcana for the same character(s) please feel free to send another ask. 3) Have fun! :D
The reader suffers from horrible, awful, sometimes even recurring nightmares -- but they always have their favorite Genshin character around, so they never need to suffer alone.
Featuring Diluc + Childe + Zhongli + Kazuha
Diluc:
His sleep pattern is the most erratic of all of the characters. Diluc is the kind of individual who would benefit from multiple shorter bursts of sleep. Operating a wine monopoly during the day, and committing vigilante acts of heroism in the middle of the night isn't exactly conducive to a normal 8-hour sleep cycle. The time investment is also incredibly steep, so you never see Diluc with any truly lazy downtime. What precious little time he has left, he gives to you.
With all this in mind, he's frequently out and about. That being said, Diluc tends to keep an eye and ear out for anything and everything. He'd be able to pick up on the subtle signs of a potential oncoming nightmare within the first few moments of you having fallen asleep. Diluc would brush his gloved hand through your hair the moment he sees your nose so much as crinkle. His care is a subtle, gentle warmth not unlike the final rays of the day's light -- on their way out.
Yandere! Ayato X Noble! GN Reader
TW: Gaslighting, imprisonment, death, threats of suicide
Another proposal. Yet another hand written missive that was dripping with honeyed words, and flowery metaphors about everything that made you perfect, graced your desk. Tragically, you were used to navigating the exhausting political landscape of Inazuma’s nobility, and had to be, especially given the social standing of your family. The amount of clans that could rival yours in power, wealth, and influence could be counted on one hand. Presently, the head of one such clan, Kamisato Ayato, had been relentless in his pursuit of your hand the moment you were of age to be married. Of course, he wasn’t the only one, but he was the one you had the hardest time rejecting.
@insaneoddball this is some great IF -- please play it
I have been tagged to do this cute quiz but @redstripstrawberry and here are my results!
Smoke Writer
'And he took the cigarette from his lips, placing it between his own. He took just one drag, long and slow, and then, he breathed it out in the other's face.' You smile in front of your enemies, and puff in their faces the smoke. You like to see them cry, like to see them suffer. You write pain in the most elegant way, making it a candy that slowly melts on the reader's tongue. You may have limits, but you push yourself always past them. Love the challenge your comfort zone can’t give you. You are the mysterious person everyone has a crush on, the one that smiles in front of the storm and kneels in front of weak ones. And your writing reflects it. It charms everyone and, even if the exit door is there, your reader will never take it. You're the one who can take a trope, one so used that it's a clique, and create something completely new. Your work is breathtaking, emotions described so well they feel real, and characterization that makes your stories pop out between all the others.
I think I'll tag @allisonlol, @universal-imagines, @jessamine-rose, @endlessdreamworld and whoever else wants to! <3
I was tagged by @yandere-romanticaa to do this quiz! My results are as follows.
Molten rock that still has to surface. You're the perfect mix of fire and earth, and your story shows it, having the best of both worlds. You're the writer that holds fire on their fingertips and kisses their lovers goodbye in the most painful way. You're able to build long stories that burn on the inside. You break the human soul, touching with infinite grace the right cords. You are an artist of the elaborate pain and heavy angst only a constructed and long story can give. If i could see in your eyes, i would be looking at your soul dancing on an unstable floor, flames all around it, to protect it and to forge it. Your love burns hot and infinite inside of you, and sometimes, when it slips out, you're afraid that it could burn too much. But the right people will know how to love you, and every bright tongue of fire your soul is made of. Your stories are the ones that make the world change.
This quiz makes me feel valid AND seen. Every time I write I choose violence, it's unfortunate that I don't write much );
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