here’s a preview of the model cyno x fashion designer reader fic i’m currently writing (it was @valeriesteashop ‘s lovely idea!!)
the wc is currently 10.5k (yes a longggg standalone fic..) and i’ve still got a couple small bits left to write but expect this sometime soon! these are a few extracts/scenes from the fic, you might have seen some of these from the rbs on valerie’s post (this is taking forever but bear with me 😭).
p.s i am so sorry if you’ve seen this before this is a repost, i’ve had problems with my previous side blogs being hidden and i have no idea why lol common tumblr problems ig. hoping this will actually stay up😭
cw for mild mild suggestiveness after the second // ?? it’s barely there but just in case
waking up at first light was habitual to him, as were the gentle, firm kisses he pressed to your back of your shoulders and the crook of your neck, his mouth meeting your skin with the tenderness of someone who wished to wake their sleeping lover kindly, delicately, and gently, with fragments of his boundless love left with each small parting of his lips against your soft skin. because for you, he would’ve hated to abruptly shatter whatever peaceful state you’d been in as you slept. moments like these felt awfully domestic to him, though a small part of him, as young and unconcerned with lovey-dovey familial matters as he was, was grateful that in you there was a home for him. his lips curved into a smile as you’d been roused from your sleep, but you buried your face back into your pillows as you hummed, exasperated by the early start to the day he’d been trying to get you up to.
//
thick skin was needed for both designers and models alike, with the former being criticized for a lack or an abundance in creativity, for harsh critics would find flaws in any and everything regardless of how passionate a designer was in their work. and for the latter, their looks would be the focal point and many models had succumbed to the insecurities created by cruel words, leaving the industry to pursue work that would hopefully be kinder to them. even cyno couldn’t say he’d never felt the same way they did. it was a difficult profession you worked in, and he admired your creativity and desire to express, even though you withstood the blunt remarks and unkind feedback. you had a passion, one that burned and fueled your desire to have your art in the world, for it to be appreciated, recognized, coveted, yet it was contradictory to the fact that you didn’t wish to make your devotion into a business.
//
when he looks back around the time when he first met you, and everything that had transpired as a result of the tentative smile he’d given you. he knew that when you made your first advance, it had just been a fleeting moment of your curiosity getting the better of you, and that you had no particular reason for why you started what occurred that day. he thought that for certain, he had fallen harder and had also been the one to fall first. at first, the idea of it was just about ridiculous to him, leaving him frustrated and questioning what possibly could’ve compelled him to feel this way. it was only something simple and meaningless to you. you were just testing the waters, dipping your foot in experimentally and at the time he couldn’t help it, he all but fell in. probably with a tremendous splash too, metaphorically.
he still remembers the first time you touched him with surprising clarity. he’d been alone with you in the little studio where you worked, draping various fabrics across his chest, gauging which color would best fit his bronze skin. the golden light of the lamp in the corner lit a shadow across the room, illuminating your relaxed expression and the easy smile you gave him. he had you in close proximity to him, wanting to reach out and hold you to him, but never doing so in fear of overstepping your boundaries and the myriad of thoughts you had been puzzling out intently. then you trailed a finger across his skin, dragging along the defined planes of his face, admiring him as though he was so unimaginably beautiful that you could not take your eyes off him. and to you, that he was, your eyes never leaving his until you shifted your hand to cup his jaw, leaning in to brush your lips against his as eyelids fluttered shut and gentle exhales resounded in the little space between you. you were daring, with the way you kissed him again, parting your lips ever so slightly, an invitation to him. that which he gladly took, and he kissed you deeply that night in the dim light of your studio. he burned with longing, felt it as clear as day even with you right in front of him, and held you closer and closer to him, his body warm and flush against yours.
//
and he thought he would’ve reminisced over past teenage romances with you the whole night, if he could’ve.
“were you madly in love then?”
you grinned mischievously, before turning on your side to watch his expression. “yeah. i was.”
he smiled, reaching up to pinch your nose as you faked an exaggerated frown. “bullshit. you’re just trying to make me jealous.”
you cracked up as you flopped back onto the grass and laid down with a sigh. “you know, i wish it’d been you.”
“me?”
“yeah. i wish i’d met you before, all those years ago.”
“me too. it should’ve been you.”
you smiled, and simply rested your head on his shoulder. he reciprocated, leaning against you and feeling at peace with the silent joy that accompanied the fuzzy warmth he felt in his rapidly beating heart.
I WISH YOU WERE SOBER.
pairing — ?? x f! reader [ college seniors! smau ]
characters — albedo, childe, xiao, thoma, kazuha, scaramouche, diluc, heizou (prime kisser suspects) / hutao, ganyu, ayaka, lumine, venti (mystery machine)
synopsis — in which you were never really one for spontaneity or precipitous decisions, until you got yourself drunk at your senior year university party and woke up the next morning with the most dreadful of hangovers…along with a painfully distorted memory of a stolen kiss on that hazy evening.
(or, you’re fucked because neither you, nor your friends, have absolutely any clue about the identity of the person you somehow ended up kissing last weekend. and just when you’ve finally set your mind on unmasking who the mysterious individual is, all the guys around you begin to exhibit rather unorthodox behaviors.)
warnings — mentions of drinking, cursing
author’s words — hi huhu my first try with writing smau :””) would like to credit @ilkuni for all her amazing series and for the influence behind the style !! you honestly inspired me to also attempt in making my own hehe, i hope you’re having a lovely day >< and to @sohyuki !!!! the first person i bounced off the idea to, and encouraged me to go for it :(( this wouldn’t have been possible without that little push, so THANK YOU! ilu lots <3
note — displayed timestamps and dates on the photos are inaccurate unless there’s a specified author’s note. writing + uploading schedule will be sporadic. send an ask if you want to be added to the taglist!! <3
chapters with this symbol [❥] are set in texts or tweets whereas those in this symbol [✎] are written. additionally, chapters marked with this symbol [❞] will contain written flashbacks from the night of the party.
twitter profiles — mystery machine / prime kisser suspects
| i. save me ’til the party is over. |
❥ [ 01. ] shitty hangover ❥ [ 02. ] she threw up lmao
❥ [ 03. ] three hours ✎ [ 04. ] you did what?!
❞ [ 05. ] another drink ❥ [ 06. ] beside his car
❥ [ 07. ] reckless actions ❥ [ 08. ] unwanted implications
❥ [ 09. ] cross his name ❞ [ 10. ] bumping into strangers
❥ [ 11. ] rovers and bets ❥ [ 12. ] drink and drive
❥ [ 13. ] a genius idea ✎ [ 14. ] a…date?
❥ [ 15. ] it’s your spelling ❥ [ 16. ] is it over?
✎ [ 17. ] get away with anything ❥ [ 18. ] should we?
❥ [ 19. ] crash course ❥ [ 20. ] ice cream and movies
✎ [ 21. ] god knows ❥ [ 22. ] the standard
❥ [ 23. ] trending ❥ [ 24. ] i can do this!
✎ [ 25. ] tba ❥ [ 26. ] tba
| ii. kiss me in the seat of your rover. |
❥ [ ++. ] tba
✎ [ ++. ] tba
❞ [ ++. ] tba
| iii. real sweet, but i wish you were sober. |
❥ [ ++. ] tba
✎ [ ++. ] tba
❞ [ ++. ] tba
Back at it again with those sweet sweet prompts!! As always these are great for any and every fandom! Please do not repost, but you can always reblog! :) I threw in like 8 extra prompts instead of just doing 100 of them. So have fun friends!!
1. “I’ll never forget you.”
2. “They may not understand you, but I do.”
3. “What happened to your hand(s)?”
4. “You shouldn’t have gone by yourself.”
5. “Did you hear that?”
6. “I think about you all the time.”
7. “I love you, no matter what.”
8. “Would you just listen to me for two seconds?”
9. “I don’t wanna talk about it.”
10. “It’s time to get up.”
11. “Get out of my way!”
12. “I think you’re forgetting something…”
13. “I’ll take you home.”
14. “Your laugh is so adorable.”
15. “I like to think we’re more than ‘just friends’.”
16. “I’m trying to cheer you up.”
17. “If you make any noise, they’ll fund us. So be quiet.”
18. “I just wanted you to know that I appreciate you.”
19. “Go home.”
20. “I will find you.”
21. “What did you just say to me?”
22. “Scoot over. I wanna sit next to you.”
23. “Of course I trust you.”
24. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.”
25. “I will fight you.”
26. “Can I get you something?”
27. “If they mess with you, they’re messing with me.”
28. “Where would you like to start?”
29. “You think you can handle it?”
30. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
31. “Something’s not right…”
32. “I need to know if you’re okay or not.”
33. “I want the truth.”
34. “Don’t test me.”
35. “This place is a mess.”
36. “Let’s go for a walk.”
37. “You don’t need to worry about me.”
38. “You’re such a nerd.”
39. “You’re not giving me much of a choice.”
40. “At least we have this fire to keep us warm.”
41. “Well now I’m all wet.”
42. “You can’t expect me to stay behind.”
43. “What’s that smell?”
44. “You can’t save everyone.”
45. “Sometimes you have to think of yourself as a priority.”
46. “It’s time to think outside of the box.”
47. “You’re not making any sense.”
48. “There are some things you’re just going to have to let go.”
49. “Three cups of coffee wasn’t enough?”
50. “You’re not making this any easier.”
51. “I’ll never stop caring about you.”
52. “Why don’t you tell me why you really came here tonight?”
53. “Who’s your friend?”
54. “Maybe we shouldn’t…”
55. “I’m not jealous!”
56. “It’s so good to see your face.”
57. “Need a hand?”
58. “Is that blood?”
59. “Don’t say another word.”
60. “Don’t be a smart ass.”
61. “Can you keep a secret?”
62. “I think it’s time for you to go to bed.”
63. “I think your hair looks just fine.”
64. “If you’re not busy… maybe we can get dinner?”
65. “Come out, come out, wherever you are.”
66. “Don’t make me regret this.”
67. “You’re not scared of the dark are you?”
68. “I can’t say I’m surprised.”
69. “Don’t worry, you’ve got me to take care of you.”
70. “I need you to do something for me.”
71. “Sounds like you have a problem.”
72. “There’s always another way.”
73. “You know more than you’re telling me.”
74. “Why don’t you just sit there and look pretty?”
75. “You’ve got enough to worry about.”
76. “You’re not alone, I’m right here.”
77. “Isn’t that illegal?”
78. “I hope you can forgive me.”
79. “You need to control your temper.”
80. “How do you get your skin to be so soft?”
81. “I’m not your personal doormat.”
82. “Why are you being so difficult?”
83. “Another sleepless night, huh?”
84. “How could I forget?”
85. “I’ll be with you the whole time.”
86. “We’ll just see about that.”
87. “I didn’t wanna wake you up. You just looked so peaceful.”
88. “Can’t we talk about this?”
89. “I wanna hear you say it.”
90. “Would it be okay if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you…”
91. “You look beautiful in the moonlight.”
92. “Are you sure we should be doing this?”
93. “Don’t make me tape your mouth shut.”
94. “I told you that I didn’t wanna talk about it. Why can’t you just let it go?”
95. “Let me know if anything goes wrong.”
96. “She’s dead…”
97. “I shouldn’t be here, but…”
98. “Come inside. I don’t want you to get sick.”
99. “Have you lost your mind?”
100. “How did you know where to find me?”
101. “I think you should rest for the time being.”
102. “This is hard for me too.”
103. “You’re worth every second of my time.”
104. “I was just about to call you.”
105. “The corner store didn’t have your favorite, so I got you this instead.”
106. “I’m only here to help.”
107. “The night’s still young.”
108. “You should close the door.”
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《Tears of Themis · 末定事件簿》
jisung: chan truth or dare?
chan: truth
jisung: how many hours have you slept this week?
chan: dare
jisung: go to sleep
chan: i don’t like this game
DOUBLE KNOT TEASER PICS: LEE KNOW, SEUNGMIN AND HYUNJIN
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Prompts where two characters are angry then start kissing?
You had no right to stop me!“ It burst out the second the door had closed behind them.
"You could have died.” Low, dangerous, coming at them with stalking steps. “You could have been hurt.”
“I’m not a child, I can-”
Fingers closed snarling on the front of their clothes, shoving them against the wall. A mouth crushed heated on their own and for a second the anger sputtered out stunned, before returning full force. Because if they hadn’t stopped them - because of this, because of this goddamn sentiment-
They flipped their positions, relishing the catch in the other’s breath. “You had no right.” Another kiss, breathless, drowning. A scrape of teeth against the other’s lip. Somehow, the ice of the other’s rage only boiled inside them more.
Nails raked unforgiving into their skin. “I had every right to protect what’s mine.”
pairing. hakuryuu x alma torran magi! reader
genre. romance, angst + smut
warnings. none
words. 568
summary. none of your words make sense to him. not when you talk in words he can't even hope to unravel.
notes. a short chapter for the feelings before we approach the fight between hakuryuu and gyokuen
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When the moon stands high in the night sky, adorned by twinkling stars and the milky way splitting the heavens in two, a lone Magi stands on the royal balcony.
The prince, Hakuryuu, who desires nothing more than to reclaim the throne and his empire, looks up from his place in the gardens. Sweat shimmers in the moonlight, his chest heaves rhythmically. He came back from the only thing he knew how to do: fight.
He sees the faraway gaze from all the way down there. Eyes that seem to witness the past, present and future all at once, when in reality, they're merely gazing at the castle in the faraway distance. Hakuryuu wonders what's pulling your mind back and forth.
The wind caresses your cheeks and the leaves of trees rustle a song as they dance through the air. Tonight, your heart is heavy with useless what ifs and questions you do not wish to think about.
What if she realizes her goal of summoning Il-Illah?
What if this world would end up being an exact reflection of Alma Torran?
What if your King dies?
"For someone who was so determined to fight, you look awfully troubled," Hakuryuu notes and comes to a stop next to you.
Briefly, you take in his facial features, smile like a cracked mirror and then face away from your king. "This feeling in my stomach..," you begin and grasp the pearly around your neck. "It's the same as the time Il-Illah descended on my home."
Taking a deep breath, you attempt to calm your nerves, but it's futile. Your fingers are shaky and your voice; it's nowhere near stable. "I'm scared. I'm scared of facing her again, Hakuryuu," you admit with pain laced into your syllables.
Again? Hakuryuu furrows his brows and shakes his head in confusion. None of your words make sense to him. Not when you talk in words he can't even hope to unravel. Gyokuen is a normal human being, a human with an average lifespan and not someone who's lived for over a thousand years.
Hakuryuu clenches his jaw. "I don't understand what you mean, [Name]. The more you talk, the more I feel like I have no idea who you are."
The prince firmly grasps your upper arms. One look in his eyes is enough to let you know that he desires knowledge. Knowledge about you.
"I don't know how you lived your life. I don't know a single thing about you other than your name." Hakuryuu's grasp on you loosens and his calloused palms slide down the length of your arms, coming to rest at your wrist.
"Won't you tell me something about you, [Name]?"
Your mouth falls open, eyes wide at Hakuryuu's sudden display of vulnerability. Him not knowing about you hurt him just as much as the time when you didn't know anything about him.
Gently you take his hands in yours and press his knuckles against your forehead. "I will tell you everything once this fight is over, Hakuryuu. That, I promise you."
The prince frowns. His hand caresses the scar on the top of your head and stops at your cheek. Heat rises to the delicate skin while an expectant shimmer finds home in your eyes.
"Only people who are about to die say something like this," Hakuryuu whispers into the night.
And you can only give him a broken smile.
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