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I'm an artist and a writer so I'll be posting both of those on here. Besides that I'm a yumeshipper hooray
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I've recently started playing dnd and the other day I played as Beowulf! Adjusted his lore and stuff to fit the dnd universe, he's a ranger looking for his wife lmao
But anyway... This was my first time playing him and this fucker was insane. Very fun to play, awesome in combat too.
In particular he managed to snipe 3 enemies on his first turn, just evaporated them from existence while looking like he just got done getting laid by his wife. A very aurafarming moment my jaw was on the ground. So I doodled
She taught him archery too... And I also used her dice while playing him and I know that had something to do with how lucky his rolls went but I just can't prove it...
Also gotta glaze my DM a bit she was amazing during the session, the story and the puzzles were very interesting and the whole story overall was peak❤️
And while I'm at it, talking about my dnd stuff, I'll also bring up his wife, aka Layla/Jien but in this universe her name is Vaer after she lost her memories and got transformed into a dragon born.
Their story in dnd follows about the same plot as in Maii'ard (Layla born soulless, Beowulf being a blacksmith then Leviathan dragging him into the cult.. etc).
Wife big. Wife scaly. She turned out very vibrant but I love it on her. She's a bronze dragon born!
May talk more about them one day, for now have this little post. I love StarFang so much y'all...
-where the loser of the round has to strip away a piece of clothing.ᐟ.ᐟ
Contents: Jing Yuan x Reader, MDNI, no smut but heavily suggestive, reader has woman's body(wears a bra), I did not properly proof read this so beware of that, I just wanted to share the brainrot.. I may continue this or try writing again the same theme, who knows
A/N: Been a while since I wrote anything, have y'all missed me? I missed writing.. I miss Jing Yaun too. Anway, I do hope y'all enjoy this! <3
Words: 1616
The aroma of heavy incense clung to the ceiling and the walls while the sound of running water from the bird fountain outside represented something you so desperately yearned for - movement. Your cheek rested in your palm, your finger tapping against your cheekbone as the yellow chess pieces in front of you taunted you with their odd placements across the board. You were well aware of how they all got there, of course, but the risk of losing made even the smartest actions feel redundant, especially considering the fact you were the player with the less amount of pieces now.
Across from you sat Jing Yuan in all his leisurely glory, sitting down with one knee propped up and his elbow on it in order to make himself the perfect arm rest for his head. He was missing his coat and boots, while you were out of your shoes and pants. The honey gold gaze was never too far from your parted thighs as you sat criss-cross before the Kang table.
“Good fortunes come to those that wait, is that not how the saying goes?” he had hummed out during your previous action round, where you were taking even longer to think about your next move before finally moving your knight across the board. It was reminiscent of something backhanded, if only he didn’t mean it in a teasing manner you would have taken some offense, since he was the one waiting, and you weren’t keen on the idea of letting him win. His fingers flex before he grabs for his piece, making it dash across the board in a diagonal line until he is effectively threatening two of your pieces.
“You know.. you really can be so infuriating sometimes. I mean- Strip Chess, really? For a General I’d expect a more refined taste in these kinds of…courting” you muse, half in thought and half present as your eyes move over your available pieces and possible sacrifices.
“My, my.. You forget that a General is human after all” Jing Yuan chuckles, that deep sound that makes your head feel as if it’s filled with cotton late at night, “And I am certainly not above the ways of human whims and flights of fancy, especially concerning such a lovely presence. Besides, when have I ever refused to play chess with you?” His focus has turned to you, observing you gently, his expression yielding little to his true feelings hiding inside those golden eyes.
“You’re the one who proposed this game this time around, not me.”
It proved a bit hard to focus on the board alone, and your eyes kept glancing from the board up to him and back to the board again. Then your eyes caught something you failed to notice beforehand - the perfect opening to pin his King. Your eyes must’ve given something away - perhaps the rising of your eyebrows in surprise or the glint that flickered across your eyes - since Jing Yuan’s sights were going down to the board again.
Before he could comprehend what got you to react in such a way, your hand snapped forth and rushed to move your queen piece in position, your heart hammering in excitement and triumph as the piece slammed down, the room echoing with the words “Check mate!”
The General stares in shock, the corners of his features and his eyes softening to let in genuine curiosity and surprise seep through. For the briefest of moments there was no sound of the fountain or the birds or the wind, only your bated breath.
Then Jing Yuan shattered the silence and set everything in motion once more with a hearty laugh that showed the subtle canines in his mouth, his eyes squinting and closing shut in mirth at the realization of what your victory meant.
“What a surprise. And here I thought I surely had you cornered. How did you manage to escape so narrowly…” he tuts and clicks his tongue, a small shake of his head makes his lovely thick mane move side to side, a stray piece falling over his eye. “Well, what will it be?” He looks your way again, as if he hadn’t been ogling you all throughout the game, giving you the choice in what he removes next.
Your reply comes swiftly, carrying on the still drumming heart which emboldened your mind. “Your shirt has gotta go, General”- you said in such a sing-song way, devoid of shame or doubt.
“While I have no objections to your decision -” he began, reaching for the hem, pulling it up in a way that was way too slow in your opinion, agonizing, and for a split moment you had half the mind to call him out on it, “-but would that not impede your…judgement in the next round, hm?”
“I don’t think that should be your concern. What’s more, it could very well be in your favor” you tell him as you began organizing the pieces, trying to district yourself, even momentarily, from the view of his delicious pecs as he slid his shirt off and set it aside. “And what do you take me for, anyway? I am not too easily swayed”... what a lie. You knew it, he knew it.
Jing Yuan only smiled at you, motioning for you to open the round this time.
What would have gotten rather dull by the third round only became more enticing by the fourth to you and your General. The delayed satisfaction and the chase of getting the other to a state of undress first did wonders to have you both pent up, hurrying your movements, letting pieces succumb to defeat quicker and quicker than the last rounds. Jing Yuan was down to his undergarments and so were you.
A part of you did wonder whether the General was letting you win at times, only to sate your own desire, or perhaps to see the triumph sparkle in your eyes, or the triumphs you got so far were truly yours.
It mattered little as the round ended abruptly when Jing Yuan slid one of his knights forth, putting it in line with your King. Your Queen was on the other end of the board and your King had nowhere else to run. Your hand awkwardly hovered over the King piece, your mouth opening and closing like that of a fish out of water, your mind too far ahead with imagining what his reaction would have been to you moving your bishop half way, failing to catch up to the fact you just lost the round. A sudden flush came over you when it dawned upon you.
A feeling comparable to that of a balloon full to bursting filled your chest, tightening around your throat as you looked at your man across the table, ignoring the obvious signs of arousal that strained against his underwear. He looked too calm for his own good, you thought as your eyes swept over his features, thinking how good it would be to wipe that handsome smirk off his face.
“What is it now? Don’t tell me you’re chickening out now.. We’re so far in, my sweet.”
“..I am not chickening out…” you said with a huff, a nervous smile stretching your lips to your cheeks, frustrating you in the ways your body didn’t want to listen to you.
“You’ve become shy then?”
“Absolutely not. I have nothing to be shy or embarrassed about-”
“How about you accept my offer to help you out then? The General, in the end, is more than willing to lend a helping hand to those in need of aid.” A wink accompanies his words and you feel like you’re melting, your heart having become a furnace and your body a forge of desire. You watch as Jing Yuan leans back on his hand, his thighs spread in such a fine way it would make a blind person drool, and he pats his thigh, beckoning you over wordlessly.
And who are you to deny?
You pad over on bare feet, sinking down to your knees to straddle his thigh, the warmth of it beneath you sending hot thrill through your veins. Jing Yuan is on you in no time, leaning forward and nosing at your neck while his large hands, calloused from centuries of handling the hilt of a blade, find your waist and hips. One hand slides to the back and glides up your spine with a delicate touch that leaves goosebumps in its wake.
The hand on your hip goes downward, grabbing at the back of your thigh to swing it over him so you are straddling him completely and he relishes in the hitched breath and the flush, warm skin beneath his teeth. His fingers find the clip that holds your bra,struggling with it and pawing at it lazily until it gives out, going slack on your form - but he doesn’t remove the garment right away.
His lips find the pulse on your neck and he abuses the way it makes you squirm and gasp, your hands threading through his silvery hair. You feel the sliding of his fingers on your spine again, this time going downward, coming to the point of your underwear, his fingers slipping underneath and then his whole hand, cupping a healthy amount of your ass in his palm.
Suddenly, he is flipping you both over and you find your back pressed to the ground, his warm body above you, his hair tickling your cheeks while he gazes down at you with hunger and love in equal measures. The balloon was about to burst.
“Let’s get you out of these confinements now, then. It is well overdue..”
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you've gotten so good at mimicking the hsr style! jien looks natural right there in mydei's eidolon! i'm also very excited for if we get more looks at their wedding things in the future! (i love weddings and wedding planning) (no pressure though, i just love jien and mydei a lot and am over-eager)
Omgg, you're too sweet omll😭🙏thank you so much, messages like these mean a lot more than you can imagine!
And yesss!! There'll be much more to come for their wedding 👀 I've still got to finalize their outfits and figure out a proper wedding art piece, although I've already got one sketched out, but I need another... I gotta make it special. I've got a lot planned, but we'll see what works out best in the end <3
Thank you so much for being here and loving them and ofc sending this message in! 🫶
-where the loser of the round has to strip away a piece of clothing.ᐟ.ᐟ
Contents: Jing Yuan x Reader, MDNI, no smut but heavily suggestive, reader has woman's body(wears a bra), I did not properly proof read this so beware of that, I just wanted to share the brainrot.. I may continue this or try writing again the same theme, who knows
A/N: Been a while since I wrote anything, have y'all missed me? I missed writing.. I miss Jing Yaun too. Anway, I do hope y'all enjoy this! <3
Words: 1616
The aroma of heavy incense clung to the ceiling and the walls while the sound of running water from the bird fountain outside represented something you so desperately yearned for - movement. Your cheek rested in your palm, your finger tapping against your cheekbone as the yellow chess pieces in front of you taunted you with their odd placements across the board. You were well aware of how they all got there, of course, but the risk of losing made even the smartest actions feel redundant, especially considering the fact you were the player with the less amount of pieces now.
Across from you sat Jing Yuan in all his leisurely glory, sitting down with one knee propped up and his elbow on it in order to make himself the perfect arm rest for his head. He was missing his coat and boots, while you were out of your shoes and pants. The honey gold gaze was never too far from your parted thighs as you sat criss-cross before the Kang table.
“Good fortunes come to those that wait, is that not how the saying goes?” he had hummed out during your previous action round, where you were taking even longer to think about your next move before finally moving your knight across the board. It was reminiscent of something backhanded, if only he didn’t mean it in a teasing manner you would have taken some offense, since he was the one waiting, and you weren’t keen on the idea of letting him win. His fingers flex before he grabs for his piece, making it dash across the board in a diagonal line until he is effectively threatening two of your pieces.
“You know.. you really can be so infuriating sometimes. I mean- Strip Chess, really? For a General I’d expect a more refined taste in these kinds of…courting” you muse, half in thought and half present as your eyes move over your available pieces and possible sacrifices.
“My, my.. You forget that a General is human after all” Jing Yuan chuckles, that deep sound that makes your head feel as if it’s filled with cotton late at night, “And I am certainly not above the ways of human whims and flights of fancy, especially concerning such a lovely presence. Besides, when have I ever refused to play chess with you?” His focus has turned to you, observing you gently, his expression yielding little to his true feelings hiding inside those golden eyes.
“You’re the one who proposed this game this time around, not me.”
It proved a bit hard to focus on the board alone, and your eyes kept glancing from the board up to him and back to the board again. Then your eyes caught something you failed to notice beforehand - the perfect opening to pin his King. Your eyes must’ve given something away - perhaps the rising of your eyebrows in surprise or the glint that flickered across your eyes - since Jing Yuan’s sights were going down to the board again.
Before he could comprehend what got you to react in such a way, your hand snapped forth and rushed to move your queen piece in position, your heart hammering in excitement and triumph as the piece slammed down, the room echoing with the words “Check mate!”
The General stares in shock, the corners of his features and his eyes softening to let in genuine curiosity and surprise seep through. For the briefest of moments there was no sound of the fountain or the birds or the wind, only your bated breath.
Then Jing Yuan shattered the silence and set everything in motion once more with a hearty laugh that showed the subtle canines in his mouth, his eyes squinting and closing shut in mirth at the realization of what your victory meant.
“What a surprise. And here I thought I surely had you cornered. How did you manage to escape so narrowly…” he tuts and clicks his tongue, a small shake of his head makes his lovely thick mane move side to side, a stray piece falling over his eye. “Well, what will it be?” He looks your way again, as if he hadn’t been ogling you all throughout the game, giving you the choice in what he removes next.
Your reply comes swiftly, carrying on the still drumming heart which emboldened your mind. “Your shirt has gotta go, General”- you said in such a sing-song way, devoid of shame or doubt.
“While I have no objections to your decision -” he began, reaching for the hem, pulling it up in a way that was way too slow in your opinion, agonizing, and for a split moment you had half the mind to call him out on it, “-but would that not impede your…judgement in the next round, hm?”
“I don’t think that should be your concern. What’s more, it could very well be in your favor” you tell him as you began organizing the pieces, trying to district yourself, even momentarily, from the view of his delicious pecs as he slid his shirt off and set it aside. “And what do you take me for, anyway? I am not too easily swayed”... what a lie. You knew it, he knew it.
Jing Yuan only smiled at you, motioning for you to open the round this time.
What would have gotten rather dull by the third round only became more enticing by the fourth to you and your General. The delayed satisfaction and the chase of getting the other to a state of undress first did wonders to have you both pent up, hurrying your movements, letting pieces succumb to defeat quicker and quicker than the last rounds. Jing Yuan was down to his undergarments and so were you.
A part of you did wonder whether the General was letting you win at times, only to sate your own desire, or perhaps to see the triumph sparkle in your eyes, or the triumphs you got so far were truly yours.
It mattered little as the round ended abruptly when Jing Yuan slid one of his knights forth, putting it in line with your King. Your Queen was on the other end of the board and your King had nowhere else to run. Your hand awkwardly hovered over the King piece, your mouth opening and closing like that of a fish out of water, your mind too far ahead with imagining what his reaction would have been to you moving your bishop half way, failing to catch up to the fact you just lost the round. A sudden flush came over you when it dawned upon you.
A feeling comparable to that of a balloon full to bursting filled your chest, tightening around your throat as you looked at your man across the table, ignoring the obvious signs of arousal that strained against his underwear. He looked too calm for his own good, you thought as your eyes swept over his features, thinking how good it would be to wipe that handsome smirk off his face.
“What is it now? Don’t tell me you’re chickening out now.. We’re so far in, my sweet.”
“..I am not chickening out…” you said with a huff, a nervous smile stretching your lips to your cheeks, frustrating you in the ways your body didn’t want to listen to you.
“You’ve become shy then?”
“Absolutely not. I have nothing to be shy or embarrassed about-”
“How about you accept my offer to help you out then? The General, in the end, is more than willing to lend a helping hand to those in need of aid.” A wink accompanies his words and you feel like you’re melting, your heart having become a furnace and your body a forge of desire. You watch as Jing Yuan leans back on his hand, his thighs spread in such a fine way it would make a blind person drool, and he pats his thigh, beckoning you over wordlessly.
And who are you to deny?
You pad over on bare feet, sinking down to your knees to straddle his thigh, the warmth of it beneath you sending hot thrill through your veins. Jing Yuan is on you in no time, leaning forward and nosing at your neck while his large hands, calloused from centuries of handling the hilt of a blade, find your waist and hips. One hand slides to the back and glides up your spine with a delicate touch that leaves goosebumps in its wake.
The hand on your hip goes downward, grabbing at the back of your thigh to swing it over him so you are straddling him completely and he relishes in the hitched breath and the flush, warm skin beneath his teeth. His fingers find the clip that holds your bra,struggling with it and pawing at it lazily until it gives out, going slack on your form - but he doesn’t remove the garment right away.
His lips find the pulse on your neck and he abuses the way it makes you squirm and gasp, your hands threading through his silvery hair. You feel the sliding of his fingers on your spine again, this time going downward, coming to the point of your underwear, his fingers slipping underneath and then his whole hand, cupping a healthy amount of your ass in his palm.
Suddenly, he is flipping you both over and you find your back pressed to the ground, his warm body above you, his hair tickling your cheeks while he gazes down at you with hunger and love in equal measures. The balloon was about to burst.
“Let’s get you out of these confinements now, then. It is well overdue..”
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since you were so sweet to me in my first request I decided for another cute fluffy request. what would being in a relationship with mydei be like as we know he's like a tree. for reference I'm like 4'8 ಥ_ಥ. so I feel like he'd tease them and probably carry them like cipher. lmao.
anyways love reading your works~
⋆˙⟡Ticklish Giant
A/n: I am tall and he'd be towering over me man and I know he'd make at least one comment about it. This was genuinely so silly to write lol I love these fluffy moments
Contents: Mydei x GN!Reader, reader is shorter than Mydei, just pure whimsy and fluff
Words: 435
“Is there something you said? I can’t hear you, speak up!” Mydeimos called as he had you over his shoulders, your legs dangling in futile attempt to have you wriggle out of his grasp. His breathy laughter sparked breathless giggles of your own as he walked around the room with an occasional spin that knocked what little sense you had in your mind out through your ear. What started as simple banter, a word play you practiced with Mydei on a daily basis, had turned into a play-fight that led to him commenting on how you were too tiny to even do anything. ‘A kitten roaring up at the lion’ he called it when you scolded him, although your words held no real bite or anger.
He set you down on the ground once he had his fun in parading you around above his head, turning you over his shoulders and arms as if you weighed nothing - then again, those muscles of his are not just for show!
“You-” he began with a finger pointed at you, accusatory, “-should have drank your milk when you were young. Look at what you did to yourself. You can hardly reach my neck.”
“Oh, I can reach your neck just fine, Prince of Kremnos! Just you watch!” It was a difficult task to bite back the smile that wanted to crawl onto your face as you made a grabbing motion with your hands in his direction as if to will the air to strangle him for you. You don’t know what had struck you both on this fine day, but the atmosphere reminded you of the days when you were a child, splashing in the fountains with your friends and pretending you were gonna drown the other, all in game. Out of some form of spite, and the want to prolong this game, you climbed onto the nearest surface and jumped at Mydei, wrapping your arms and legs around him in a way that obscured his vision, sending him stumbling back to purposefully fall onto the bed, his arms not letting you flee when he began to press his fingers into your ticklish sides.
“NO! MYDEI!-”
His laugh was honey sweet and addictive and the gleam of mischief and admiration in his eyes did not go unnoticed.
With a squeal you began to kick at him, tickling him back and sending him squirming as well, rolling with him on the bed until you were both flushed and panting with the sheets of the bed lying around you in a coiled mess, the pillows pushed to the ground and forgotten.
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First and foremost, here's some Jing Yuan bc I miss him like a mf, I miss the malewife that got me to preregister and to play and keep playing this prison of game <3 I'm begging Hoyo to give him a Nova flare asap (and Acheron too)
A gift for a friend's bday who allowed me to share this with the starved Ashveil nation. Come and get y'alls food!! And everyone say happy birthday to my pookie
I've been seeing a few posts on twitter of Orca Mydei and I just had to draw him like that too.. I love Orcas sm..
I thought of making Jien an orca too for that reason, but in the end I settled with this odd version of oarfish and sea dragon mix, since I think that suits her character better.
She brings him all kinds of treasures and handmade crafts from the bottom of the sea, from sunken ships and whalebone and all sorts of shells and gems. He hunts for her, and they also hunt together >:) They're very dear to me..
Also this silly doodle.
Mind you , they're engaged and all...she just loses her mind a bit when Mydei gives her a flirty look in private. It's okay Jien...we understand...go eat that man now
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Idk how I haven't done this before, but at the same time I guess it kinda adds up since canonically Mydei is not back yet, neither is Amphoreus - which also gives me time to really think these outfits through. But yes, I'm trying to design their wedding outfits ‼️
They're engaged currently, these two are definitely getting married very soon after they reunite.
But! The main ideas I want to incorporate into this is a nice balance between ancient greek/"ceremonial spartan" wear for Mydei and slavic/ancient greek blend for Jien, while also making it somewhat fit into the HSR style. Personally, I am not a huge fan of the stereotypical "groom wear black, bride wears all white" so that's not what I'm going for for Mydien. They're both definitely gonna have color in their outfits, elements of eachother in their outfits, very pretty stuff.
Unfortunately I only have very rough sketches. Jien is giving me a harder time than Mydei lol but I'm slowly mulling over her design!
I am also a bit unsure whether to keep the breastplate for Mydei, cause I do think he would "cover up a bit" for this special day, but at the same time I'd have to make a nice design of a breastplate for him so it doesn't look too bland.
They'd both have dukat coins(bosnian dukat) on their belts, armlets/bracelets resembling one another. Jien's sandals would roughly resemble Mydei's own boots/sandals, Mydei's cloak and helmet would have lilies on them to resemble her.
As for colors, Mydei would have a balance of red, white, brown and accents of gold, with red probably being a bit more dominant in the overall look. Jien would have more white in the outfit, with green or red, with golden accents. I am still unsure what would fit her best tbh. She'd have a circlet which would also resemble the circlet "Layla" has in Maiiard which Beowulf had forged for her (Beowulf is Mydei, as Lygus uses Beowulf's wandering soul to create/code Mydei).
Anyway, I am thinking of making this a bit of an event as well, maybe I'll host like a silly "guest list" where my oomfs or anyone interested could join. I'll see...
I'll end my ramble here.
If anyone has any ideas or references I could further use for either of them, please don't hesitate to let me know! ❤️
