๐๐๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐? เธ (โขใ โขโ)เธ
๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ
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Kaledo Art

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One Nice Bug Per Day
YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
Three Goblin Art
occasionally subtle
Sade Olutola
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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๐๐๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐? เธ (โขใ โขโ)เธ
๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐๐๐ญ ๐ฆ.๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ
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Well um sorry, I dont know ten people soooo
@thodimusprime @iamthelosingdog @musiksbrainrot
1. I am a percussionist
2. I have always had a very unhealthy sleep schedule since I was little
3. I was in the Undertale fandom from 2015-2019, not my best moment, haha
4. My birthday is August 7th
5. My favorite type of candy bar is Hersheyโs Cookies and Cream
Now you know some things about me!๐
ahh thanks for the tag! tagging whoever that wants to do it :>
i snack so much... i just bought like biscuits & chips yesterday and honestly it should be a little unhealthy at this point... but i justify it with the fact that i exercise somewhat regularly ๐ญ๐ญ
as above, i love cake and ice cream and sweet stuff so so so much!! whipped cream and the texture of soft cake and fruit and and and chocolate!!!!!!!ย
i have us sized 8.5 feetย
i generally drink a lot of water... at least 2 litres a day? i think? it used to be more when i was in sec school
i hate bugs
i think they meant chinese since you go by xin?
oo if so then yes im chinese!!
yo... are you another cn genshin writer ๐ณ y'all are lowk rare
haha what does cn mean? do you mean gn?/gen
this is a little random but i was going through my archive and saw all the lovely asks that people actually sent me over suits. i guess back then (2020 oct) i was narrow minded and just wanted to get as many notes as i could? it was childish of me to leave this blog (though not wrong, nonetheless) but 8 months on and i wld like to apologise for leaving? if that makes sense
my writing is independent of notes. its ability to attract a reader or whether it is quality material are both clauses that can coexist and are factors that contribute to a total note count. effort do not equal notes (unfortunately) and notes do not equal self-worth.
thats not to say that writing for notes is completely wrong. its fine if you know what is reality and what isnt, and what your esteem is built upon.ย
but yeah, suits wasnt great. im thankful for the people who supported me back then and im sorry i didnt respond in an appropriate and more mature manner.ย

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congrats vannah!!! your lists were amazing and it seems like so much effort, im so proud of you! could i please get aizawa and white please? thank you!
Hey! Thank you so much for requesting for the event, and Iโm sorry it took so long! Medical school was very tough for me, so I ended up putting requests on the backburner for a very long timeโฆ But finally, itโs here! White symbolizes hospitals, death, and sadness, soโฆ Iโm sorry to inflict this upon you, but hereโs Aizawa in the wake of the war with the Paranormal Liberation Front. Spoilers for the recent manga chapters!
Drinks on Me
โHey, this weekend, letโs all go out and get drinks on me!โ Nemuri smiled prettily, her long legs crossed as she swiveled back and forth in her chair across from Shota. โItโs been so long since weโve all been out together. You never know, it could be our last chance!โ she grinned while sticking out her tongue and winking playfully. She always said things like that, portents of doom and gloom hidden behind a winning smile, to rope Shota into joining her and Hizashi at clubs and bars.ย
He should have regarded those for what they really wereโ omens.ย
Shota jerked awake, snorting as his muscles spasmed. He laid there for a moment as he clumsily acclimated to the waking world, staring blearily at the ceiling fan spinning slowly above his head. When he finally realized that he was in bed, he exhaled deeply and reached up to rub his eyes with the heels of his palms. In the midst of his fitful sleep, heโd kicked the sheets off himself; the layer of nervous sweat on his skin absorbed the cold wind pushed down by the fan, coating him in a chill. Too exhausted to even bother pulling the covers back over himself, he flopped his arm back down to stare listlessly at the ceiling.ย
The stump where his leg used to be throbbed painfully, almost as if it were aware he was awake now. He still hadnโt accustomed to the loss of his limb, nor the phantom pains plaguing his nervous system. Even now, he found himself groping for his calf, trying to ease the ache; but he couldnโt massage empty air, so it continued to burn dully, seeping down all the way into his sawed bone.ย
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all i ask is that you lend me an ear, just for one moment. i wonโt take up much of your time.
hi, i go by the nickname ghostie, and i am 19. i live in an abusive household with my mother. my father does not live with us, and nor do i want him to as my relationship with him is strained at best due to his past gaslighting, emotional abuse, and neglect. i do not talk to my father unless it is needed and even then, it always ends with me in tears and another piece of trauma, so i try to stay away. i have tried to search and find a home for myself where i could, but the system has failed me when i needed it most, and my mother has prevented me, throughout my life, from doing things that mightโve gotten me out sooner.
if any of you have genuinely enjoyed my works and are willing, or are able, i do have a ko-fi, and a paypal and for any amount of you donate, since i am half a writing and half a music blog, i can try to write something for you or make you a playlist in return, and we can work out the details here through private messages. please understand, might take a while as i am currently walking on eggshells shells so i do not have harm come to me or any of the items i need in my daily life.
itโs not by any means an obligation for you to donate, itโs only if you can and are willing, but every amount helps, any amount brings me closer to escaping and finding a place where i do not have to sleep with my pocket knife under my pillow for my protection, my taser hidden in my shoes as a last option, or recite self defense practices in my head with every step in my own home.
if you cannot donate, all i ask is that you reblog or share however you can, as that will get this seen and i can possibly, hopefully, see a light at the end of my tunnel.
thank you for reading, for your time, and your kindness.
i love you all.
why do yall like dragon morax so much. do the scales make you go !!! because kinda same
โ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฑ,โ you murmur.
the god of geo makes a noise of content as he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. his arms are draped over your waist and you place a hand over his affectionately.
โyour horns are digging into me.โ
morax pulls away and his warmth leaves your skin briefly. you turn around in bed so that you now lay on your other shoulder. from this angle you can see how the moonlight slips through the windows, and moraxโs amber eyes glitter in the dim room.
you raise a hand to stroke his cheek and he presses himself into your touch, his eyes fluttering shut. the horns that sit atop his head curl back over the top his head and peak at the very end. they are the colour of cor lapis, the same as his eyes. geometrical patterns in golden ink run down the expanse of his skin. they glow and pulse as you trace your fingers over them
โarenโt you tired?โ you ask.
morax lets out a quiet grunt. he pulls you into his chest and you lay your cheek against his skin, comfortably snuggled into his side. the tips of his fingers are sharp like claws, and parts of moraxโs skin harden like scales when the weather gets cold.ย
not that you love him less because of this. qilin and their children walk the plains and mountains of liyue like any other human being, thus you assume that morax must be one of them. with less skill in human speech and more so in snapping your best porcelain chopsticks in half like sticks, morax has never raised a claw to harm you before.
you press a kiss to his jaw.ย beneath his supple skin, you hear a heart that beats a little quicker once youโve done so. morax squirms as you giggle and kiss his jaw once more. his cheeks grow red, pursed lips letting out whines of protest.
he lays a rough palm on the small of your back and only then do you stop, gazing up at him. his jem-like eyes meet yours and he blinks in question.
โno, nothing, morax. donโt worry,โ you reply.
he lets out another hum from his chest. you close your eyes once more that night, and let yourself melt into his touch.
โnothing at all.โ
๐ข๐ง ๐ฏ๐๐ข๐ง,
๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐๐ฌ (๐ข) - there is an authorโs notes (ii) at the end of the fic to explain some things, so donโt worry if itโs confusing! before you go ahead and read this fic, here are some things to take note of. sorry itโs a bit long! otherwise, i hope you enjoy this!
the only description of the reader is their eyes, which is based on aether/lumine. gender is not explicitly stated, nor are pronouns used. xiao refers to the baby as โitโ for a while because heโs emotionally constipated. readerโs name is a pun on โ่ฒๅฉดโ, which means to take care of a child. the actual characters used are โ็่นโ. ็ for โjadeโ and ่น for โfireflyโ (from lumineโs name). the name โxiao yingโ is like a nickname, something affectionate to call a younger person by. it has no connotation to xiaoโs name.
๐๐๐ญ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ - @myelocinโ muacks
๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ - blood, injury, mild body horror near the end (?), food, minor spoilers on xiaoโs story, death
๐ฌ๐ฒ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ - xiaoโs name binds him to many things: his contract with morax, protecting humans and vanquishing evil. yet, when a mortal calls on him to take care of her dying child, xiao finds himself as your new parent. he makes a promise to protect you for the rest of you life โ but can he keep it?
๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ - 4880
๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ | ๐ค๐จ-๐๐ข
the battlefield weeps with blood, its body aching with the cries of mortals that have lost their loved ones. xiao stands amidst the carnage and surveys the ground. blood, death, darkness. his grip on his spear intensifies as his jaw sets. if only he had been here a second earlier; perhaps the damage could have been lessened greatly.
a burden lays atop of burdens, crushing his chest under the weight of a million lost souls.ย
โmmm- wah! baa!โย
a cry rings out in the darkness. xiao swivels his head, stiffening in response. another spirit? he readies himself to throw his spear, but all he sees is a baby wrapped in blood stained linen and held in the arms of its dying mother.
โxiao... adeptus xiaoโฆโ a voice croaks.ย
xiao freezes. the utterance of his name is no lowly thing. it reels him in like a baited fish, and he finds himself kneeling before the human.ย

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DJFNDKD IM JUST POPPING IN TO SAY HI, I LOVE YOU, DRINK YOUR WATER AND HAVE A GOOD DAY/GO TO BED IF ITS LATE AT NIGHT!!! <3333
HDLKSF TYSM I HOPE UR TAKING CARE OF URSELF TOO GHOSTIE!!!!!!! <33
WHAT Y/N ARE YOU
NOOO DAMN IT I BECAME EVERYTHING I SWORE TO DESTROY-
anyways come joinnnn
tags: @dorki-time , @tifaswriting, @pure-kirarin, @erenhasmyheart, @quietlegends and if ur reading this you're tagged
sfdjasdkl thank you for the tag ghostie!!!! this made me.... feel things.... i wish this was irl too... anyways thanks for coming to my ted talk, im tagging whoever wants to do this <3
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HI HI!!! Kinda cliche emoji for him, but ๐ + Tartaglia please? I can't wait to see what you come up with!
hi z!! tysm for popping in hehe i hope you like it!!!!!!
๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ฆ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ย
HI HI!!! Kinda cliche emoji for him, but ๐ + Tartaglia please? I can't wait to see what you come up with! -ย @reddriotโ
๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ - thank you for the ask z eheh! i hope you like it~ <3 my inbox is still open if anyone has any requests etc :> likes, comments and rbs help me loads!
๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ - reader is a merperson, minor spoilers for childeโs background story
๐๐๐ญ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐๐ซ - mrs tartaglia herself @forgetouโโ
๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ - 565
๐๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌย |ย ๐ค๐จ-๐๐ข
Waves crash against the barnacle-crusted pier. Splish, splash. Splish, splash. The rhythm of it is comforting, almost. Enough to make the rotting wooden beams sway, enough to make Tartagliaโs heart jump with adrenaline each time they shudder.ย
The end of his fishing rod is cast into the sea. Not that thereโs much fish near the shallow parts of the beach โ but as he holds the rod in scarred and calloused hands, Tartaglia feels tension ease from his shoulders and melt away as easily as ice in warm water.ย
Itโs not often that he has time by himself, away from the responsibilities that comes with being a Harbinger. Of course there are minor issues like injured underlings or more important burdens like sending updates back to Tsarista. Tartaglia enjoys his work, of course, but balancing it out with free time is always important.ย
The air is cool against his skin and he watches you swim beneath the seaโs glassy surface. Your webbed hands cut through the water, powerful tail arcing your body against the currents. You tug on Tartagliaโs fishing hook.