mirelle ♡ they/them, twenty-one. femme lesbian. wriothesley's sweetheart. varka's darling. 18+ / minors dni. selfship & genshin impact-centric side blog! pfp creds to alyulina_! interactions from @girlfriendfemme <3

hi!!! i am actually moving accounts, like fully! as much as i do love my blog name, i do not like my main blog & just want a fresh start on here & there. i’m sure i’ll be here from time to time but i will be moving to @80dmg for fanfics & stuff! ♡

varka who looks forward to the mundane chores in the house once he gets home from a long expedition. the quiet, simple rustling of clothing being folded on the couch. the distant sound of the broom being brushed against the kitchen flooring. the hum of the dryer, after being turned on to finish the second round of laundry. the barely there movement of you, wiping down the counters of the kitchen. varka is the first to rush home to greet you & immediately fall back into the smooth routine of your weekly cleaning.

wriothesley doesn't decorate for holidays. the most you've convinced him to display was a singular wreath—only inside his office. once valentine's day rolls around, you surprise him—pink & red streamers, ribbons throughout his office. fake roses scattered on the floor. a definitely too large teddy bear that a guard had to help carry in & the equally oversized card that sits on his desk, waiting to be opened.

seeing blogs that are so focused on other fandoms like & reblog my stuff is so funny, bc literally what are YOU doing here???

using your 'scary husband' privileges when you're out with rerir. he's in his usual all black outfit—a contrast to your own bright, colorful clothing. in the off-chance rerir steps away from you at a party or in public, someone approaches you. it doesn't take much for you to decline & point to rerir who's now joining you again. your 'scary husband' towering over both you & the person in front of you—seeing the moment the once interested individual is now three seconds from absolutely running away in fear.

there's not enough rerir fluff on this app...

kissing wriothesley with lipstick on. it always ends with him wiping it off—some excuse about wanting to keep "clean skin". but this morning, you decided to give wriothesley a kiss on the cheek in the brightest red lipstick you have. a clear mark of your lips, pressed right on his left cheek. his excuse today? none. wriothesley decides not to put up a fight or argue about his clear skin. he finishes getting ready & bids you a kiss goodbye to your left cheek as he waltz out with the mark from you, still bright & proud.