The holidays were never something you looked forward to. They were never something you cherished.
Christmas was just another day in the year to you.
Another day spent alone in your apartment, binging a random show while you cuddled up in a pile of soft blankets.
When you started the year, you thought it would stay the same.
And then you met him.
A chance encounter, one you might've forgotten had it not been Aizawa. Eyebags darker than soot, unkempt hair pointing every which way, unfocused eyes gazing into nothingness.
The sight of him covered in snow was far too pitiful for you to ignore.
"I uh.. Sorry about that." His gaze hadn't truly focused on you, at least, not in that moment.
"It's fine."
His voice came off brash, empty.
Time after that flew by. Excuse after excuse, day after day, coincidence after coincidence, you always found a way to meet up.
Boy were you glad you did.
Dull days and nights were filled with bright laughter and cheesy jokes. Lonely nights spent cuddled up watching movies. Warm days passed effortlessly with the two of you basking in airconditioned cool.
You were never sure what had been on his mind that fateful day; thank god something was.
Christmas, a day you once spent holed up alone, was now brimming with warmth and joy.
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Names not used till the end, so you can really direct this at any character
GN Reader | No use of YN | Heartbreak | One sided love | Zhongli x Guizhong
He was your everything.
He was the air you breathed, the food you ate, the whisper of a melody in the wind.
Before he entered your life, it was all so dull; so meaningless. You floated along, like leaves in a blissful breeze. You never truly knew your place; never found one.
You thought you never would.
"It is rather cold for someone of your stature to be out here alone."
It was just another day. The wind kissed your skin the same way it always had. The sun illuminated the lake before you like it had every day before. The leaves fell from the tree across from you like they always had.
Everything was the same. Everything felt so repetitive.
Everything except him.
His figure shielded you from the sun's rays in that moment, cast a looming shadow over your world.
He broke your norm that day.
He also became it.
Day after day, month after month. You'd meet him beside that lake. Some days you'd be arms deep in a basin of soapy water, others you'd be curled up with a book.
"One does encourage you to wear thicker garments. The seasons are changing."
It took five years for him to get comfortable around you. Five years before he relaxed.
You remembered that day so vividly.
The grass grew duller as the sun grew unforgiving. Its heat warmed even the wind. You were at the lake once again, except this time you had decided to use the water to your advantage.
The water cooled your skin, and the large tree shaded your damp skin. Your outer wear lay neatly folded on a boulder, a forgotten washbasin beside it.
He appeared again.
He always came from everywhere, and yet no where at all.
"My, I see one has decided to cool off."
You had nearly shrieked.
"Goodness, you scared me."
You hadn't expected the chuckle he let out, nor did you expect him to go on and on about wine.
it was refreshing, more-so than the lukewarm water surrounding you.
That was the day you saw another side to the mysterious man.
That was also the day you fell for him.
If only you hadn't fallen for him.
"Hey, what should I call you anyway? I gave you my name ages ago and you still haven't given me yours."
"What does one wish to call me?"
You were a poor soul. You never truly belonged anywhere, never found somewhere that truly satisfied you.
Zhongli was a first for you.
He never got on your nerves. He never pushed too far, and yet he always pushed just enough. Your boundaries had been set in stone years ago. You thought you knew everything there was to know, and yet he always found something new to show you.
"Glaze lilies are quite magnificent, wouldn't one agree?"
The mysterious man that appeared in your life that day held more than a flower in his palm.
And yet, he never knew it.
He didn't know what he did to you. You thought you'd never fall for someone this hard, thought you'd never try and change for someone.
You were so wrong.
You spent hours every day studying the budding village he resided. Spent so much time learning about the wines he so loved and the flowers he stroked so tenderly.
By the time you turned forty your life was no longer yours.
It had been twenty years since you met, fifteen years of you chasing something just out of reach.
"One wishes to introduce you to someone."
Why?
Why did you follow him?
Why did you trust him?
Why did you give him your everything?
"One would like you to meet Guizhong."
Why?
"Hello, one is delighted to meet you."
Your gaze drifted towards Zhongli's.
Everything stopped in that moment.
You couldn't think.
You couldn't breathe.
You felt empty.
His eyes. His gaze. His love. It was all directed at her.
Your whole world came crashing down around you in that moment. The last twenty years of your life flashed before you. Every laugh, every story, every longing glance, it all felt meaningless.
"H- hello..."
Your eyes darted to her. Guizhong. The girl that stole everything from you.
Days and nights were spent together, years of memories that took ages to accumulate.
He once thought heâd be alone forever, that heâd have no where to go if he lost it all.
You were the one person that changed his mind.
You two belonged together. The perfect pair.
Leorio was sure to make that fact known to the whole world.
You two were attached at the hip. You never left his side, and he never left yours. A duo made in heaven.
His life couldnât have been more perfect.
Then it all fell apart.
You grew ill.
He didnât understand it at the time â didnât understand why his best friend suddenly grew so pale. Your long walks werenât so long anymore, the days and nights spent side by side grew shorter and shorter until you were bed bound.
Your cheerful laughs were replaced with heavy coughs, crimson pooling from your lips as it happened. Warm embraces turned to weak hand holding.
He begged and cried for someone to do something, anything. You were his world, his life, and you were slowly slipping away from him.
He didnât want to give up.. he couldnât.
You were his, and he was yours. You werenât complete without each other.
50 million Jenny.
Your treatments would cost 50 million Jenny.
Thatâs all it took to save you.
How cruel life truly was.
âFor the right price, one can buy not only treasures, but dreams, hearts, and even peopleâs lives!â
In your life, you showed him just how beautiful this world could be.
And it was your death that truly opened his eyes to its horrors.
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Names not used till the end, so you can really direct this at any character
GN Reader | No use of YN | Heartbreak | One sided love | Zhongli x Guizhong
He was your everything.
He was the air you breathed, the food you ate, the whisper of a melody in the wind.
Before he entered your life, it was all so dull; so meaningless. You floated along, like leaves in a blissful breeze. You never truly knew your place; never found one.
You thought you never would.
"It is rather cold for someone of your stature to be out here alone."
It was just another day. The wind kissed your skin the same way it always had. The sun illuminated the lake before you like it had every day before. The leaves fell from the tree across from you like they always had.
Everything was the same. Everything felt so repetitive.
Everything except him.
His figure shielded you from the sun's rays in that moment, cast a looming shadow over your world.
He broke your norm that day.
He also became it.
Day after day, month after month. You'd meet him beside that lake. Some days you'd be arms deep in a basin of soapy water, others you'd be curled up with a book.
"One does encourage you to wear thicker garments. The seasons are changing."
It took five years for him to get comfortable around you. Five years before he relaxed.
You remembered that day so vividly.
The grass grew duller as the sun grew unforgiving. Its heat warmed even the wind. You were at the lake once again, except this time you had decided to use the water to your advantage.
The water cooled your skin, and the large tree shaded your damp skin. Your outer wear lay neatly folded on a boulder, a forgotten washbasin beside it.
He appeared again.
He always came from everywhere, and yet no where at all.
"My, I see one has decided to cool off."
You had nearly shrieked.
"Goodness, you scared me."
You hadn't expected the chuckle he let out, nor did you expect him to go on and on about wine.
it was refreshing, more-so than the lukewarm water surrounding you.
That was the day you saw another side to the mysterious man.
That was also the day you fell for him.
If only you hadn't fallen for him.
"Hey, what should I call you anyway? I gave you my name ages ago and you still haven't given me yours."
"What does one wish to call me?"
You were a poor soul. You never truly belonged anywhere, never found somewhere that truly satisfied you.
Zhongli was a first for you.
He never got on your nerves. He never pushed too far, and yet he always pushed just enough. Your boundaries had been set in stone years ago. You thought you knew everything there was to know, and yet he always found something new to show you.
"Glaze lilies are quite magnificent, wouldn't one agree?"
The mysterious man that appeared in your life that day held more than a flower in his palm.
And yet, he never knew it.
He didn't know what he did to you. You thought you'd never fall for someone this hard, thought you'd never try and change for someone.
You were so wrong.
You spent hours every day studying the budding village he resided. Spent so much time learning about the wines he so loved and the flowers he stroked so tenderly.
By the time you turned forty your life was no longer yours.
It had been twenty years since you met, fifteen years of you chasing something just out of reach.
"One wishes to introduce you to someone."
Why?
Why did you follow him?
Why did you trust him?
Why did you give him your everything?
"One would like you to meet Guizhong."
Why?
"Hello, one is delighted to meet you."
Your gaze drifted towards Zhongli's.
Everything stopped in that moment.
You couldn't think.
You couldn't breathe.
You felt empty.
His eyes. His gaze. His love. It was all directed at her.
Your whole world came crashing down around you in that moment. The last twenty years of your life flashed before you. Every laugh, every story, every longing glance, it all felt meaningless.
"H- hello..."
Your eyes darted to her. Guizhong. The girl that stole everything from you.
The holidays were never something you looked forward to. They were never something you cherished.
Christmas was just another day in the year to you.
Another day spent alone in your apartment, binging a random show while you cuddled up in a pile of soft blankets.
When you started the year, you thought it would stay the same.
And then you met him.
A chance encounter, one you might've forgotten had it not been Aizawa. Eyebags darker than soot, unkempt hair pointing every which way, unfocused eyes gazing into nothingness.
The sight of him covered in snow was far too pitiful for you to ignore.
"I uh.. Sorry about that." His gaze hadn't truly focused on you, at least, not in that moment.
"It's fine."
His voice came off brash, empty.
Time after that flew by. Excuse after excuse, day after day, coincidence after coincidence, you always found a way to meet up.
Boy were you glad you did.
Dull days and nights were filled with bright laughter and cheesy jokes. Lonely nights spent cuddled up watching movies. Warm days passed effortlessly with the two of you basking in airconditioned cool.
You were never sure what had been on his mind that fateful day; thank god something was.
Christmas, a day you once spent holed up alone, was now brimming with warmth and joy.
I write fluff, smut, angst, and everything in between.
I DO NOT write
Scat, puke, extreme gore, incest, loli/Shota, large age gaps
(May be updated in the future)
If you have a fic suggestion you can send an ask and I might write it! If you want something for personal use or definitely want me to write something, here's my Ko-Fi
Main Fandoms
MHA, JJK, MLB, MLP, HxH, Mystreet, Genshin, Wuwa, CRP, etc.
(These aren't all of them just the ones I could think of off the top of my head)
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Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
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Anya is LIVE right now
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Hand-to-Hand Combat: It takes more than just âhe punched, she kicked.â
1. Physical Accuracy
Leverage & Technique: Real fights arenât just about strength. A smaller fighter can drop a bigger opponent by using balance, angles, and momentum (think judo throws, joint locks, sweeps).
Range Matters: Fights transitionâlong range (kicks), mid-range (punches), close-range (elbows, knees, grappling). Switching ranges is realistic.
Breathing & Fatigue: Real fights gas people out in seconds. Characters donât trade a hundred blows like a Marvel scene. Show them panting, arms heavy, desperate.
Injury Consequences: A single well-landed strike can change everythingâbroken nose, dislocated shoulder, busted knee. Donât have your character eat ten hits and shrug it off unless theyâre superhuman.
2. Sensory Detail
Sound: Flesh on flesh is a dull thwack, not a sharp crack. Bone breaks? Wet snap. Breathing becomes ragged, teeth grit, knuckles scrape concrete.
Pain & Body Feedback: A hit to the ribs feels like fire spreading across the chest. Blood fills the mouth metallic, vision blurs after a head strike.
Environment: Walls, tables, gravel, furniture; fighters use whatâs around them. Getting shoved into drywall or a counter is as devastating as a clean punch.
Intent: Not every blow is meant to kill. Some fighters try to incapacitate, intimidate, or escape. Make the why of their fighting influence the how.
Fear vs. Training: An untrained brawler swings wild. A trained fighter stays tight, efficient, economical. That contrast alone can tell the reader who they are.
4. Writing Style & Flow
Clarity over Chaos: Avoid blow-by-blow play-by-play (âHe punched. She blocked. He ducked.â). Instead, group actions into beats that flow.
Example: He lunged, fists hammering wildly; she stepped inside the swing, and jammed an elbow into his ribs. The air rush out of him in a brutal wheeze before he could recover.
Pacing: Keep sentences shorter, sharper, when the fight is intense; mimics adrenaline. Then expand after a takedown, when the moment stretches.
Character Voice: A soldierâs internal narration wonât match a street kidâs. One notices openings and guard drops, the other thinks in scrappy desperation (âHit him before he hits meâ).
5. Things Writers Screw Up (Donât Do This)
â Endless choreographed exchanges with no fatigue.
â Ignoring injuries until convenient.
â Making every move clean and elegant. Real fights are messy, clumsy, brutal.\
âď¸Â Pro Tip: Watch real sparring or self-defense breakdowns (boxing, Muay Thai, Krav Maga, BJJ). Youâll see how fights collapse into chaos fast, and how even trained fighters donât look like Hollywood superheroes.
Check out đ Bad vs Better Fight Scene đŹđŠ¸ for more!
