#otomiyaa

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I think I understand the assingment, here we go

btw, happy belated bday lyney

The oversized shirt he borrowed did a terrible job in covering Lyney’s skin. He was barely moving, how could it be already falling past his shoulder? So what if it was 3 times bigger than the size he usually wore?

Unfortunately, it wasn’t like he could bother to stop and think about it. Lyney had to focus all his efforts in scrunching up his shoulders, pressing down his chin or just anything to protect his neck and collarbone from him.

“Aren’t you going to cut your cake? I worked really hard on it,” Wriothesley mumbled, his voice half muffled as he spoke barely an inch away from Lyney’s neck. His arms were wrapped around the magician’s slim body, effectively trapping him in a hug. “The candle is going to melt.”

Lyney gritted his teeth. He wanted to retort, to tease Wriothesley back and tell him how dumb he was. But he couldn't. All he could do was to giggle, kick his feet and squeeze the duke’s head between his cheek and his shoulder.

Yeah, he could tell Wriothesley spent hours on that (cup)cake - he even forgot to shave! “G-gehehet off me!” Lyney whined, a bright smile on his lips while Wriothesley’s beard made him skin prickle with goosebumps. ‘It itches’, Lyney wanted to protest, even when it was clear - and loud - that it was far more than an itch for him.

“But I want to see the birthday boy making his wish,” Wriothesley smiled, resting his chin on top of Lyney’s bare shoulder, making the other flinch with anticipation. “So? Aren’t you going to blow the candle?”

“You– agh, ah… idiot,” Lyney huffed, sitting back into Wriothesley’s hug, now finding it a bit more comfortable than restraining. Feeling his heart beating fast inside his chest, he waited a couple seconds before gently blow some air towards the small cake.

“Yaay…” Wriothesley smiled, kissing Lyney’s cheek, “what did you wish for?”

Hi cutie~ ofc ofc mwah 💕

🍄 ⇢ share a head canon for one of your favourite ships or pairings

Hmm... This question is hard bc brain is not braining...

I've been into tgcf a lot recently, so a hc about Hualian would beeeee... Hualian use Rouye and E-Ming to tickle each other when they're feeling mischievous. Like sometimes Xie Lian feels too playful and while Hua Cheng is doing his calligraphy exercises, he'd make Ruoye brush against his ears/neck or slide up his spine.

Hua Cheng would make E-Ming use his hilt to nuzzle Xie Lian's ribs or even his armpits while he's cooking or working on calligraphy exercises for Hua Cheng lol

In general the weapons would feel very attracted to them, Ruoye to Hua Cheng and E-Ming to Xie Lian, so they don't even need to be ordered to cause mischief, they'll do it gladly on their own.

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

Whoa this question is so hard too! I have a lot of favorite fanart, but the one ppy recently made of Hualian is just sooo damn good aaaaaaa I honestly see it everyday dkdndkfnf is just so so *chef kiss*

Also this Sesshomaru one by Val, nnghhh-

Both are simply so so so good like wtf. Such talent. I think I also like them bc both inspire me to write something related to it dkdkdkdn ah, masterpieces

🛼 ⇢ describe your latest wip with five emojis

🥺🥹😭🫥😵

Not going so well tbh

UMMM HI??? I’ve been following Ginny’s work for years, and now that I have a tumblr, I actually could follow her, AND NOW SHE’S FOLLOWED ME?? I am honored and so so excited!

Ginnyyyyy!!

Thank you so much! ~ Eheh, I kinda expected you to ask something with dr. Zayne (I'm also the one to blame for it). Now, I wonder how this one will turn out (and let's hope it's all cover by our insurance!)

“Do you still have trouble sleeping at night?” Zayne asked in his usual cold, serious voice tone as his eyes went through page after page, carefully reading the results of your exams. Regardless of it being his working hours, you couldn’t help but wish he was a little sweeter - you two were dating, after all.

You let out a sigh, crossing one ankle over the other and resting your hands on the examination table to support your body as you leaned back. “Not anymore, doctor,” You looked up to the ceiling. It would be better to avoid the small talk - you didn’t need Zayne reminding you about how you needed to keep personal feelings outside the hospital and blah blah blah. Boring.

“But are you getting 8 hours of sleep?” Zayne looked up from the pages in his hands, raising one eyebrow as he waited for your answer. Busted.

“W-well, most of the days, yes, I think,” you let out a nervous chuckle and Zayne simply shakes his head slightly in disapproval.

“Your exams show nothing to worry about and it seems your condition is stable so far,” Zayne explained, carefully arranging the pages on top of his desk before picking the stethoscope up from around his neck.

You straighten your posture as soon as you notice he is approaching you and, for some reason, you feel a little nervous. It’s just another run out of the mile check-up, you tell yourself inside your head, trying to shrug off the feeling of uneasiness.

Zayne places the earpieces on his own and looks at you, seemingly puzzled. “Is there something wrong?” He asks, standing inches away from you.

“...no, doctor,” you hesitate for a moment, looking back at him in the eyes.

As if trying to figure you out, Zayne delays himself for a couple more seconds before wrapping one arm around your body. “Then, excuse me,” he warns, moving the chestpiece inside the back of your clothes and holding it against your bare skin.

The coldness of the metal makes you gasp and flinch, but as you attempt to move away from the stethoscope, Zayne gently squeezes your side, making you jump back into the cold object on your back. “Stay still and breathe deep,” Zayne instructs, his voice close to your ear.

You press your eyes shut and feel a faint heat reaching your cheeks.. Was he teasing you on purpose? Or just being painfully oblivious like he always was? As you try to follow his instructions and stay still, your body can’t help but tremble a bit - half because of the coldness on your back, half because Zayne’s touch against your side is making you stay on the edge.

“Is something wrong?” Zayne mutters softly, breaking the room’s silence, “your heart is beating… really fast.”

You let out a shaky sigh and a nervous smile take place on your lips. Of course I’m nervous, you dumb doctor, you think before looking at him.

Yes I am! I’d love to write for arcane, I just didn’t put it on that list cause it’s more popular, but I have a jayvik fic planned for day 22: lie & it’s an idea that I’ve had for a while now

MWAH BABY 🥺💖

Hehehe, this time we have Mr. Trafalgar Law, aka Torao from One piece~

Lord he looks so hot in this one ckdkfnfkdkfdkfnfkf

That's you, that's the canon 💕