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I'm currently a college writer, actively playing Genshin, passively reading about Obey Me and obsessing over BNHA. I also write poetry and I tend to come on here just to spill my thoughts. Have fun scrolling and I hope you like it here!
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my birthday is a tense subject for me.
i take care to remember birthdays and try to make people smile. i want them to be happy, to feel celebrated for being here. not everyone gets the chance.
and then my birthday comes around.
and i get well wishes from friends ive known for only a few months and its nice.
but the people ive known for years? nothing.
i have to remind them.
and it feels silly to be upset about them forgetting. and maybe its just some trauma from my childhood. but i wonder if im not enough to remember.
hey this was for my 19th birthday and it kinda held true for my 20th but my friends here threw a party for me and now i keep a polaroid of us in my wallet
just so you know, you have some followers who enjoy/write fanfiction. not saying their urls rn bc i don’t wanna air out dirty laundry in public but if you want them so you can block and report, just say the word and i’ll dm you a list
BRO?
Reblog if you're self indulgent and perverted lmao
fellas is it perverted to think happy thoughts
my birthday is a tense subject for me.
i take care to remember birthdays and try to make people smile. i want them to be happy, to feel celebrated for being here. not everyone gets the chance.
and then my birthday comes around.
and i get well wishes from friends ive known for only a few months and its nice.
but the people ive known for years? nothing.
i have to remind them.
and it feels silly to be upset about them forgetting. and maybe its just some trauma from my childhood. but i wonder if im not enough to remember.
hold me now.
summary: your boyfriend holds you close and soothes the pain that dared to haunt your night. short drabble.
pairing: cyno x gn! reader (implied to be afab).
genre: fluff, hurt / comfort.
warnings: mentions of cramps, periods and being in pain, lots of fluff, soft cyno.
please reblog or comment if you enjoy this! it helps more than likes!
the room is completely dark when you wake, the penumbrae in shades of gloom seeming to mock your current state: tired, restless and above all else, in pain, the cramps on your lower stomach being the cause for you to be awake at this ungodly hour.
with bleary eyes, you look at the clock by your bedside. 3:26 am. sighing, you dangle your legs by the side of the bed, careful not to wake cyno, who’s sleeping soundly, his chest rising and falling steadily, in tandem with the minutes ticking by.
tiptoeing, you make your way out of your and your boyfriend’s shared bedroom, momentarily abandoning the haven that opens a portal into the land of dreams. with a last glance at cyno’s sleeping form, you make to exit the space, hoping to return shortly after, a little more refreshed.
“[name]? where are you going?” cyno’s hoarse voice from sleep calls out, just as you were making your way out to the corridor. even under his sleepy gaze, those intense scarlet eyes of his never fail to make your heart race.
you fluster, and your boyfriend notices the frown in your features, one of your hands cradling your lower abdomen. with a sigh, cyno gets up, his silky hair the color of snowy plains and clear clouds falling over his shoulders.
“come on, go back to sleep, i’ll get you the medicine and a glass of water.” he reassures you, his arms now around your form, a kiss to your brow just as he parts, his hand interlocking with yours as he tugs you towards bed.
“but i… i didn’t want to wake you…” you sound bashful, he notices, almost guilty. as he tucks the covers closer around you, sitting by your side, he combs strands of hair out of your face and says:
“did you really expect me not to notice when my own partner wakes up at 3 am in the morning groaning in pain?” cyno’s knuckles brush over your cheek. “it’s okay, my love. rest now, let me take care of you.”
a few minutes pass, the effects of the trusty medicine tighnari gave you once starting to sink in. and with it, the waves in the sea of the realm of dreams start rocking gently against the shore of sleep, your eyelids start to feel heavy, yet the dull pain still won’t let you catch the waverider of sleep, a sharp rock jutting out in the otherwise rounded coast.
but, you don’t need to worry for too long: cyno’s arms gently bring you closer to his chest, his fingers running sooting patterns along your abdomen. your back is pressed against him, your lover’s steady heartbeat accompanying the waves of dreams, guiding you to port. his lips brush against your shoulders every now and then, eliciting pleased hums from you. it makes him smile.
eventually, your ship reaches port, your eyes closing as your lips utter cyno’s name, your hand clasping his. his warmth lingers around you even inside your dreams, an anchor, the wings that catch you when you fall.
the clock strikes 4:17 am. you’re asleep.
with a last look at the time and, with it, a glimpse of the starry infinity outside the window, cyno’s eyes close too, his own ship into dreamland following the same path as yours. he will embrace and protect you, in wake and in sleep.
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the sun rose late that morning, the stars reigning over nightly heavens asking him to give a few moments more to the couple peacefully slumbering under the soft gaze of the moon.
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Obey Me Masterlist
There will be SFW/NSFW here, I am only doing SFW of Luke, argue with the wall. I do not condone minors reading the NSFW fics but I’m not your mom. Everything will be labelled with the character, sfw/nsfw rating, and fic type.
Poem 8
i want someone to be my undoing
to watch as the string unravels from the broken pieces of my soul
to gather all of the toys and trinkets that fall from their hiding place
to hold them in their lap, stroking fingers carefully over their faces
to watch the tears pour from my eyes, from the river of my soul
to hold me in the warmth they create until i am both spring and fall, summer and winter
and undone
Poem 7
is it so wrong to want to be loved?
to wish to be so badly wanted they couldn't breathe without you?
it doesn't have to be full of grand gestures
i don't need large gifts
money and status are of little importance to me
i simply want to be connected
to come home and sigh into the arms of someone who doesn't even need to ask
to open my arms to them and have them sink in like they've finally found home
to share whispers late at night and early in the morning
to exchange glances over cups of coffee and end up laughing
to lock pinkies as we walk down the sidewalk, floating quietly in our silence
is that really so much to ask for?
Poem 6
the world passes me by and i wave at it
i always think i should be sad about watching things happen outside of me
shouldn't i want to participate? shouldn't i be there?
but no motivation comes and so i sit by my window and watch
i watch the little kids run around the park at a birthday party
the birds chase each other on the branches of the trees
the clouds twine together and release their rain
and i sit by my window and watch life extend infinitely before me
Poem 5
i will be a god
my name will fall from his lips in reverence
he will chant my name as a prayer
i will give him the ground beneath his feet and the clouds above his head
he will be protected under me, by me
in return he will grant me his love
it will feed me like the sweet nectar of ambrosia
he will kiss the ground i walk on and i will drink the emotions that overflow
the joy in his eyes is yellow and it's delicious
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Poem 4
i say sorry for stepping on the back of your shoe
it slides between my teeth like a piece of paper
Poem 3
some things are too loud for darkness
i turn my phone volume down when i turn off my lights
the darkness is soft, wrapping the edges of my vision
it pillows me in its comfort until i no longer worry
it bleeds as sound pierces it, inky whiteness slithering out
loud sounds are sharp, cutting through my soft black pillow
the world outside quiets down, honoring the silence of the dark
the darkness means no loud noise
no heavy steps, no drum sets, no droning voices, no dogs
it is soft and i am rocked to sleep
Poem 2
there is something divine in a rage so righteous,
rage that fills you up
bubbling, broiling, rolling around
it knocks against things inside of you,
breaking, crashing, shattering
it consumes you eating up all other emotions until there is only rage
and then you let it out
and it unleashes itself in waves
whipping, slicing, burning
until all that is left is silence.
the fire of your rage cleanses its sins
and you are absolved
Poem 1
i am afraid of ending
not of dying
but of ending
Poems Masterlist
A bunch of poems I write whenever the mood overtakes me! They're random and mostly untitled. I don't stick to a certain structure or theme and everyone is free to read them. Enjoy!
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Genshin Masterlist
For all SFW/NSFW fics, the characters have been aged up or are at the very least 18. I do not condone minors reading the NSFW fics but I’m not your mom. Everything will be labelled with the character, sfw/nsfw rating, and fic type.
For Genshin specifically, I will only write NSFW of the characters in game who are reasonably old enough, (i.e. Al-Haitham, Kaveh, Diluc, Zhongli..)
BNHA Masterlist
For all SFW/NSFW fics, the characters have been aged up or are at the very least 18. I do not condone minors reading the NSFW fics but I'm not your mom. Everything will be labelled with the character, sfw/nsfw rating, and fic type.
