†⠀⠀杏⠀⠀( ⟢ ﹔ SIGNED 𝓚 ⸝⸝ ) ⨾ twenty years old◞ main writing blog◞ flins-rotten◞ BYF : occasional nsfw ₊ dark content so 【 MDNI 】◞ i mainly write for genshin impact & honkai star rail, BUT i'm open to write for other media.
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HELLO SIR KOI \(≧▽≦)/apologies for the late greetings, unfortunately the second semester has rammed me like a truck already T^T BUT I WANTED TO SAY IM LOOKING FORWARD TO US BEING MUTUALS ‼️‼️ ur flins work has been living rent free in my mind never stop making them 🙂↕️🙂↕️
HELLO LYSA !!!! it took me so long to respond to this I'M SORRY AA. I LOOK FORWARD TO IT TOO :D you're so sweet what the heck. also omg let me just say i've had your varka fic on my tbr list for past couple of days just sitting there cus it just looks. so good. i know that makes no sense, but i feel like i've stumbled upon a gem that i need to preserve for as long as i can. i Will be reading it soon tho TRUSTT like rn i'm reading it rn
hello hello! *holds a jy out to u* i think he is v cool u know he's so silly he's so handsome i just want to share jy propaganda okay-
but uh...for a request? maybe a vampire jing yuan? IDK my brain immediately jumped to that OLKIJHGFGBHJK. ( amnd pls feel free to drop by my inbox with a rq of your own. i'd love to return the favour !! )
+ pranabefall asked: ACTUALLY U MADLAD WAIT pls add blade too if you can you galaxy brain you bc UHM YEAH iuyGFRDFGHJKL
𓏲ּ𝄢 AUTHOR'S NOTE ⸺ my first request and it's from miss pranabefall herself, i'm so honored !! i hope this is to your liking (and yifa's 👀) i loved this idea so much.
p.s. i will take you up on your offer. get ready.
cw. 📼 blade x jingyuan x gn reader, blood and wound mentions, biting, fear play if you squint really hard, slightly suggestive, blade experiences a blood lust provoked by his mara status.
you’re not alone in your room.
the familiar landscape of your bedroom seems staged, despite nothing being out of place. you hold your breath, the air carrying a subtle current—faint dried leaves—a scent that does not belong here among your laundry and clothes. a shadow by the closet is too deep. you stare at it, and it seems to stare back, a pool of absolute darkness that drinks the light around it. your own pulse becomes a frantic drum in your ears, a loud, vulnerable rhythm you are suddenly desperate to hide.
then, you feel it. pressure. the attention of a focused gaze on the beating vein in your throat. it feels like a cold fingertip resting gently against your brain. there’s no malice in the touch, not yet. you want to move, to scream, to reach for the light, but your body is leaden, caught in the slow and thick syrup of dread. the only thing you can do is lie there, listening to the deafening thunder of your own heart.
“do not be afraid.” the darkness speaks, low and gentle. there’s a sense of calm in the way it articulates each word, so your body betrays your judgment. you recognize this feeling, this voice, you recognize the shadow that engulfs all light from your sight. you embrace it, alas.
his hands around you, cold and lifeless. moving in familiarity like they knew every inch of your skin, his breath hovers over the most sensitive parts of your neck, exposing your vulnerability to a hunger so vast it feels like stillness.
“it’s just me” he says, golden eyes finally meeting yours. his soft hair tickles against the palm of your hands, a provoking urge to run them through it, and you listen.
“is it?” the dread doesn’t fade, and your instincts aren’t all soothed just yet. jingyuan sighs and shakes his head slightly, his body tenses up a second too long for you to notice. his presence shifts into a ripple of cold that is almost… protective. the weight receding a fraction, like a guardian turning to face a new threat.
and then he arrives.
corruption at its finest. the scent grows thick and metallic, tasting of wet pennies and old blood at the back of your throat. it carries the cloying sweetness of decay beneath perfume, the rot of roses in a sealed coffin. the shadow he casts bleeds; it's a stain that seeps from the corner by your door, spreading like a bruise across your walls, and he pressures too. he slithers across your cheeks, your neck, the back of your hands, a sensation of being slowly smeared with something foul. you feel seen in the worst way, assessed, inventoried, portioned out. it’s messier than usual, wrong.
jingyuan perks up beside you the moment blade’s physical form manifests on top of you, ready to lunge at your throat. he raises his forearm up to blade’s mouth, letting him bite and take from his own blood instead. the dark-haired growls in frustration but doesn't stop. you adjust your position to a sitting one once a few droplets of blood start falling on your face. you wipe them off with your fingers and stare.
“there you go. easy now.” jingyuan encourages blade, the latter tries to growl in annoyance but it ends up turning into a low whimper. his breathing slows, and he settles more comfortably half-straddling you, he starts licking up his mess from jingyuan’s forearm when he notices the drops on your hand, and brings it up to his lips to kiss it away.
he’s definitely calmer now, the mara-driven bloodlust resting to a foggy thought, and you can tell he's satiated, albeit not so happy that his meal wasn't you instead. he looks at your flushed face and eyes that shy away from his, characteristically unimpressed. he leans in then, pressing his forehead against yours.
“you missed me, right?” it comes off less than a question and more as a matter of fact. you barely miss the way he holds his breath for your answer nonetheless. you nod gently.
“admit it out loud then.” his voice comes out as a hushed annoyed grumble that triggers a small giggle out of the white-haired by your side, jingyuan moves to sit more comfortably beside you, grabbing your hand on his own and bringing it up close to his face. he starts placing soft, gentle kisses up your arm. he feels the rushing of your blood flowing through his entire body just by the mere contact of your skin.
“i missed you.” you whisper. blade huffs and buried his face in your neck and licks, you freeze. “stop teasing,” jingyuan scolds half-mindedly. “‘m not.” blade responds before taking a deep inhale, he’s too full to actually bite, but you won't ever stop being so tempting. you bring your free hand up his back and bury your fingers into his hair, relinquishing in the way he utterly melts against you.
on the other hand, jingyuan keeps kissing your arm. slowly, as if the adoration he harbors would be enough to break you if he ever were to release it all at once. “why is it you that always gets to bite?” blade asks, nose deep in your neck, hands possessively around your waist. jingyuan lets out a deep hum of faux contemplation, seemingly uninterested to bring his attention to anything other than you, his eyes are closed, focusing on your pulse throbbing inside his head.
he can’t help but lick the inside of your wrist too, and he gives an open-mouthed gasp as he opens his eyes to silently plead for your mercy. you give him a single nod, and you see the physical restraint he had been practicing this entire time fade away in an instant.
he leans in, face dangerously close to yours. he studies your expression with a small grin, from the way your eyes widen at the sudden proximity, to the sight of his lips becoming too tempting to tear your gaze away. he’s amused, and he is but a breath away from kissing you before deciding to lower his head down to the unoccupied side of your neck. you close your eyes once he starts kissing you there, and blade doesn’t stay behind.
you know better than to squirm around at the sensation, in fear of deepening the wounds inflicted. so you remain as still as possible, letting your body drift away from this realm, and drown in the waves of pleasure shooting from the tip of your toes to your head. jingyuan’s tongue making sure not a single drop goes to waste, while blade takes it upon himself to distract you from the slight sting of fangs with kisses on your temple, always a bit harsher than intended.
some would refer to you as a bloodbag,—if anyone were to find out, that is—but you’re more than happy to be in this position, that’s why they chose you. you wouldn’t mind dying doing what you love, would you?
i just wanted to say thank you for 100 followers !! ^^ makes me so happy to know you guys enjoy my silly little ramblings about genshin's finest shyt, and wanting to keep up with what i write !!
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hi !! K here. i noticed i've got quite a few new followers now, and honestly i am Drained of ideas. so if anybody would like to request something, feel free to do so !! refer to my RULES if you're unsure of what i write :]
FLINS with a sharp smile, canine teeth noticeably bigger than the rest. walk with me for a second.
it's not noticeable when you first see him smirk, they don't peak out through his characteristically small and elegant grins that he displays for everyone. he is a reserved gentleman, after all, so you probably would've never guessed he had such a charming smile underneath.
the sight hits you like an overly friendly fatuus at the flagship, unexpectedly and aggressively. you weren't even meaning to make him smile, let alone make him laugh so openly. eyes closed, head tilted back, faint dust on his cheeks and tears in his eyes, and those canines were all you could think about. not as sharp as a vampires' but sharp enough to let you in on his otherworldly beauty.
his laugh was contagious and yet, somehow, still characteristically refined, the sound flowing through your body's nerves like the blood inside your veins. it made you think of a young noble, and you suppose he was, a long, long time ago.
he's so handsome. this is just nonsense rambling but Think about it.
omg yifa I DID !!! my girl is finally home and she's the cutest ever, i love her sm ^_^ i've been too busy farming artifacts for her lately but i have a little something in my drafts just waiting for me to finish it LMAO genshin farming consumes me i fear.. ALSO ALSO CONGRATS ON COLUMBINA AND INEFFA I TOLD YOU YOU'D GET THEM !!!! :D
Happy new year K !!!! ♡ ♡ Adding both of your recent works to my TBR I’ve been so inactive but ofc a brilliant writer like you is ensuring that there’s a benefit in returning HAHAHA. I hope you have a brilliant 2026 + that you manage to reach beyond every goal you have! Though i am sure you don’t need a new year to do all that anyway :) MUCH LOVEEEE
flins will always be there to wait patiently for your return 🙂↕️ YIFA YOU'RE SO SWEEEET AGDKNDHDJSFJSKDJF SOBS hope you enjoyed your celebration if you did celebrate !! ^_^
my friend came over and stayed for a couple days so she watched me play genshin to do my comms and, unfortunately, had to hear me squealing everytime flins appeared on screen. she said "you really love him, huh?" while i was losing my shit.
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FLINS finds, that the best way to express the depths of his affection for you, in an "inconspicuous" way, is to eye you very, very lovingly.
you've never been more freaked out.
"say illuga, do you think sir flins hates me?" the beer jug in your hands makes a thud sound against the wood after you put it down on the table. illuga raises his eyebrows at your inquiry and directs his gaze behind you, towards the man in question who's been staring at your table since he stepped foot into the establishment. illuga scoffs.
"absolutely not." he says, eyes rolling skywards. the statement hangs in the air, and you can't tell if he's being sarcastic or sincere. you answer only with a nod, swallowing another long and bitter gulp of beer, hoping it might dissolve the sudden tightness coiled in your throat.
you wrack your memory but can't find any minor transgression you could've made against him. and yet, the weight of his gaze, cold and assessing, sends your mind spiraling through a catalog of every sin you've committed, wondering which one could warrant the rage of the ever so gentlemanly lightkeeper.
you're almost afraid of meeting those gilded eyes, dissecting you layer by layer with the same ruthless precision he would use to dissect the wild hunt. you're terrified, in reality, and not even illuga could blame you. oddly enough, you turn anyway, such a courageous one you are.
he's still staring, why would you think otherwise? he's not unaware of his lack of manners, he's more than conscious of his actions. he's purposefully looking at you. poor, ignorant you.
you miss the held breath he finally releases when you turn away promptly, the twitch of his fingers, and the faint crimson in his cheeks. he adorns a small, soft—barely perceptible—smile, and looks away. oh, how have you bewitched him so, he isn't sure. but he is most certain that amongst all your qualities, you possess some kind of mind-reading power. he thinks his prayers (chants, really. turn your sight to me, i beg you. over and over again.) have been listened and answered by none other than yourself.
warmth blossoms within his chest, he lightly coughs into his fist and side-eyes you once again, just one last look before he goes on about the purpose of his visit to the flagship. illuga has now returned his attention to him, a bewildered expression, like he's trying to decipher an ancient scroll written in a forgotten language.
flins chuckles to himself, giddy for having experienced this little moment that would certainly give him strength for the rest of the week.
the cold seeps through your winter clothes, unmercifully and unforgivingly. nod krai's weather around this time of year has always been a bit more relentless, no doubt driven by the influence of her majesty's love for the snow. you clutch onto the scarf around your neck and bring it upwards to cover your freezing lips, your nose and cheeks dusted a slight red while you try to use your own breath to warm up the lower part of your face.
the final night cemetery looks impossibly still in the distance, as if the very clouds looming above it were nothing but chunks of ice suspended in the air. the candles that would usually grace the tombs were depressingly unlit, you figured the cold wouldn't allow them to thrive for long anyway. the frostlamps seemed to beg you to get closer and let them borrow some of your own heat, wilted and dry, some buried under layers of snow.
you find FLINS down by the frozen cove beside the cemetery, the sea a solid, glittering plate of black ice. he stands at the edge, his azure lantern held low, and as you watch, he exhales a long and slow breath, followed by a small cloud of fog out of his mouth. you step closer, as if entranced by the sight, and flins doesn't flinch when you reach his side, he never does. he turns his head to your direction, moon orbs softening and lighting up at your presence. "what are you doing?" your voice barely above a whisper after a few minutes of silence and intense eye contact.
"enjoying the view." he adorns a soft smile that leaves you breathless for a second, your gaze lingers on his lips for a second too long and that seems to amuse him, grin growing wider. he gestures at the ice with a tilt of his head and a quirk of his eyebrows, "the evening has made itself perfectly amenable for a dance of blades, don't you think?"
"absolutely." you don't register his words, you can't even begin to try to process his sentence, transfixed by his undeniable beauty under the moonlight. your brain rendered into a mush when his low boyish chuckle meets your ears, and suddenly you're being dragged by his hand onto the frozen sea.
your boots slips so he moves his other hand to your waist to hold you steady, a ballad pose, and begins pushing backwards, making you slide after him. he sets the pace, sliding and twirling carefully so as to not make you lose balance. his giggles wash over you like hot cocoa in a blizzard, and you find them inexplicably contagious, shortly giggling with him over seemingly nothing but the joy of the moment despite the harsh cold.
KYRYLL presses his forehead against yours, relinquishing in the way the beautiful jewels of your eyes set his heart ablaze. he gifts you a soft kiss against the tip of your nose, barely able to contain himself any further, he gifts you another quick one on your lips for good measure. while you gift him the honor of your warmth in his long and icy life. he makes an oath to himself, and to you, to treasure this gift greatly for as long as he continues breathing.