This Is The Magic Lucky Word Count. Reblog For Creativity Juice. It Might Even Work, Who Knows.

This is the magic lucky word count. Reblog for creativity juice. It might even work, who knows.

Hello!! This is kind of a funny one but could I request kaeya x reader (established relationship) with her finding out that her sign/mbti type is incompatible with kaeya and is upset about it and knows it's ridiculous but can't help feeling this way lol have a great day/evening ♡

Who knew MBTI’s could cause such mishaps

Pairing/s: Kaeya x reader

Genre: Fluff, established relationships

Word count:985

Hi! Thank you so much for requesting! I hope you like it! And feel free to request more ;)

“Hey, you’re home early!”

“Yeah, Jean let us go home early.” Kaeya mused from his spot from the front door.

Walking over to the couch he leaned down to give you an ‘I’m back’ kiss.

“Oh? That’s generous of her. Have to thank her for letting you go so early.”

“Yeah, I kept in her words ‘whining that I miss you dearly’, so she let me go home~” Kaeya spoke as he sat down on the couch and pulled you in his lap. “Speaking of work, we had to do a fun little test today.”

“Oh, fun, how so?”

“We had to take the MBTI test, something about who works better with whom. Turns out I’m an ENTP, who would’ve guessed.” Kaeya laughed in his breathy tone.

“Yeah, who would’ve…” You rolled your eyes in a joke-y manner. “Definitely not all of us~”

Huffing, Kaeya pulled you closer and began peppering your neck with kisses as his fingers deftly began tickling your sides.  Laughing along with you, Kaeya let ou a startled gasp as he almost fell to the floor as you pulled him down.

“Okay, okay you win, now go wash up, you stink from work.” Laughing you spoke, ushering him upstairs.

“And here I though you loved me.” Pouting the lanky blue haired man walked slowly up the stairs, looking back at you with a pout occasionally.

After he was gone, you cozied up back on the couch and flicked through your phone. Tapping the edge of the phone a few times in though, you searched up the quiz and took it.

What’s the harm in this?

Oh,

Oh.

“I’m an (mbti)…We…we aren’t compatible.”

“Hm. What did you say?” Kaeya’s voice startled you.

Turning around, you saw him walking towards you, towelling his long hair and wearing a comfy pair of black sweatpants.

“Oh nothing, nothing.”

Sitting back down onto the couch, Kaeya peered over your shoulder to look at your phone screen.

“Oh, cool. You got (mbti).”

“You know nothing about this, don’t you?”

“Guilty is charged. Come on, I think (show) is starting soon.” Kaeya said as he pulled you back to lie against his toned chest and watch the show on the TV.

While watching the TV you couldn’t help but feel down. It was silly being upset over something as trivial as having an mbti that doesn’t match with your partners. Plenty of people have healthy relationships where their personality types aren’t compatible.  So then why did this hurt so much?

***

As a few days went on, Kaeya could see that something was wrong, but whenever he approached you on the topic, you brushed him off with a smile, saying that nothing was wrong, or you were just tired. But Kaeya, being your partner of more than a couple of months, did not take those answers and began getting more worried.

So here was, in Lisa’s library drinking tea with her.

“So you’re telling me you’re little cutie has been distant? Any idea what caused it?” Lisa said as she poured him yet another cup.

“Well, not really, but before the shift, we were talking about the mbti’s. She seemed to not like her results…” Kaeya answered.

“Oh, what were her results?”

“(mbti).”

“And you’re an ENTP?”Lisa chuckled.

“Yeah, but what does that have to do with anything?”

“Everything silly. By mbti standards, you aren’t compatible.”

“That would… explain some things…” Kaeya quickly drank what was left of his tea and stood up. “If you’ll excuse me I have to go find my darling!”

With a wave of his hand Kaeya bolted out of the library leaving behind a chuckling Lisa, shaking her head.

***

“Hey, hey there you are! Can we talk for a quick second?” The sound of Kaeya slamming the door open startled you from your place in the living room.

“Uh sure, but shouldn’t you be at work?”

“Not important.” Kaeya said as he gestured you to sit down at the dinner table. “Does it bother you that our mbti’s aren’t compatible?”

“Where’s this coming from Kae?” you chuckled nervously.

“I was talking to Lisa and she mentioned that it might be that. And it made sense, so I rushed over here.”

“…”

“Look, I’m not mad. But if it is that, then you have to let me know, so I can get Diluc off my back, because I swear he thinks I did something and is probably plotting how to get rid of me  and make me atone for my mistakes. ” Kaeya joked to try and lighten the mood.

“I know it’s silly, but I got really worried, I know it’s something trivial, but I got so scared you would leave to find a better match.”

“Hey, we’ve been together for how long? And nothing has happened. Do you think I really care about some arbitrary letters that say what kind of person you are? I know who you are, and you are a kind and caring person, who lights up my world every time I look at you. You stood beside me even after you found out about my lineage, and after you found out about my past. So why would I ever leave you because of some silly 4 letters?”

Kaeye pulled you in close in a tight hug. He held on to you as hard and as long as he could, making sure you could feel his love oozing out of him.

“I know, I know, it’s why I felt silly to be so upset over it.”

 “Don’t be, we all get like this. I’m just happy it’s nothing major. Now how about I take the rest of the day off to reassure you I love you.”

“How about you go tell your brother to stop preparing your funeral? Joking, joking. I’ll gladly spend the rest of the day with you.”

“Good, don’t forget I love you regardless of anything.”

Do you have any rules for requests you want to cover, like any other characters or subjects you will or won't write for? Is there any limit on characters we can ask about? Will we get less content if we ask for more characters? What about nsfw stuff? Will you cover that at all? If you will, are there any rules or preferences you have for writing that? Sorry about all the questions, just want to be sure. Thanks and best of luck!

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I have a few rules! As for what I will and won't write, I don't do underage characters unless it's specified platonic or a sibling/friend thing. And no there isn't a limit, nor will it effect the quantity of the post.

As for nsfw I'm fine with most things just not too over the top and wierd subjects.

Thank you so much for asking =D

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Hi, I'm new here and I thought why not start writing ff. So if you want something from these fandoms:

Genshin Impact

Honkai star rail

Dr Stone

Trigun Stampede

Mars Red

Spiderverse ( if there's nothing then I have to take one for the team and my own content)

Fairy tail

Transformers (Prime, RotB)

More to add

Feel free to request from other shows too because these are just my most recent hyperfocuses!

Rules when requesting:

Specify what you want. The more details the better.

I won't do anything gore related or any dead dove type of stuff. No out of pocket kinky stuff please. I am a woman of Christianity (as if)

I do both female and male characters

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Be kind when requesting =D

Guardians

Chapter 1

The Crash site

-"Altah! Get away from the rubble! It's dangerous!"

-"Don't worry dad! I'll be fine!''

CRACK the ground beneath the Osmothian dog crumbled, making him slide down even closer to the pulsating light emitting from the meteor.

-"It feels alive? in a way..", Altah mumbled, trying to get back up, his white paws covered in mud slipping every so often. The once pristine, fluffy, deep brown fur, was now soaked to the bone with the rain. The harsh winds and thundering storms made a chilling symphony. Then, as if the planet stopped for a second and calmed down, everything faded into nothingness. Time slowed, but not to a complete stop. Altah felt as if he was feeling Osmoths own core of the planet pulsating. It was following the same rhythm as the light from the meteor. It almost felt... like a heartbeat.

-"Get back boy! Climb up fa-"

And before the Osmothian researcher could finish his sentence, the pulsating light shot out. Throwing everyone and everything around it away.

Honestly, if you told me: "Hey Altah, you're gonna go flying into the air because the meteorite that crashed into your planet decided to explode in blinding light." I wouldn't have believed you. But here I am. I guess I need to give you all a little backstory as to how I got here.

My name is Altah. I'm a dog-like creature from the planet Osmoth. I am roughly 18 years old, human-wise. To picture how I look, imagine a really big fluffy dog with sandy fur and white patches. To briefly summarise this is the story of how I befriended the sleeping comet.

8 AM Nightacre Village, Willrage residence, Altahs room

 The sound of the keyboard clacking and the subtle noise of the crystal-powered computer filled the air. Open on a computer was a chat room between two friends- Altah and Ode. Two unlikely friends, one, a dog and scientist in training, and the other, a human with a more creative approach to life, a student studying fashion design.

FashionCat: "Hey, I heard there was a crash on Osmoth near your house. Heard it was a spaceship or something alike."

WonderDog: "Nah, nothing as cool. Heard from Mom it was only a meteorite. Her and dads research team are gonna go check it out, and as their 'junior' assistant, I can go with them."

FashionCat: "Luckyyy, don't forget to send me plenty of photos and videos!!!"

-"Altah! Get your paws down here before I drag you down by that scarf of yours!"

-"Coming Mom!"

WonderDog: "Gotta go Ode! Mom's calling me. See you later! Good luck with finding the fabric you need! Paws out!"

Altah stood up and shook sandy fur.

-"Man... I'm starving."

He trotted down the seemingly never-ending oak stairs, the smell of flavenberry pancakes wafting through the air as he got closer to the kitchen. In it, he saw his family. All were busy setting up the table for breakfast.

-"Altah be a good sport and help your mom and sister set up the table”- his dad -Andrew- told him while standing by the crystal-powered stove.

Altah helped his mom and sister carry the plates full of ripe fruits, and jars of syrup and Altah a jug full of eomond and tangerine juice.

After setting up the table, the eight family members sat down and ate their breakfast.

"Alright, dear, go get ready. We'll be leaving soon", his mom, Loraine, spoke to him kindly.

And so he went up the winding stairs up to his room. His room was modest if he had to admit- a bed and desk on the left and a dresser and bookshelf, on the right. All tied together by the massive window across from the door. A few decorations, okay a lot were scattered around the room. In general, his room was quite a standard room for an Osmothian teenager. For others though, living in a massive hollowed-out oak tree turned into a house might be considered not normal.

Grabbing his satchel and signature yellow scarf, he gave himself one last look in the mirror. Standing in front of the mirror he gave himself a look over. You can't go to an important research facility while looking like a mess. That's something Ode always said. Maybe not the research facility part, but you get the idea. Tying the scarf into a Boy Scout knot he thought-

"Man, I need to brush out my tails"

Going back down the countless stairs to the front door, he said his goodbyes to his siblings and went outside. Stepping out, he was blinded by the bright morning sun. Squinting from the light he saw his parents standing by a toutanus bird- a type of carrier bird used for transportation in Osmoth. They were packing the essentials for their travels south to the makeshift research centre surrounding the crash site. Walking over to the bird, he helped them pack up. Hopping onto the giant carrier bird, the three of them left.

The ride took a few hours, passing over the Lourset forest and the Verliers sea.

 4:00 PM VERLIERS RESEARCH CENTRE

By the time they had arrived at their destination, roughly 5 hours had passed and the once clear sunny sky had become engulfed by dreary storm clouds. Upon landing, they were greeted at the entrance by Dr Lowe - one of the main head researchers. He was quite the character- a Scottish terrier appearance-wise, with dark grey fur and some greying spots. He had his signature lab coat with the Creed of Alowas crest on the left shoulder. Although, that wasn't his most striking feature. No, if you asked most it would be the steampunk-looking monocle adorned on his right eye.

-"Good day, Dr Andrews, Dr Loraine. Good to see you too my boy", Dr Lowe stated, "I hope you read the report because we could use the extra paws and minds. We have honestly no idea where this so-called meteor came from, or what it is."

-"What do you mean 'what it is ", questioned Loraine.

Dr Lowe turned around and gestured for them to follow him. Going through the facility was an experience, to say the least- with frantic researchers running around, equipment and trailers everywhere. Altah was surprised anyone found anything in that mess. He had never seen so many scientists so frantic in his life- and he was raised by scientists and brought along to these kinds of events all his life.

They finally stopped by the crash centre. A massive hole surrounded by tape and metal fences all around it, with a bright light shining down on it. 

-"Come look at this device, it's used to check for life energy. I think we used it once back in '08 in Tenereve", beckoned Dr Lowe in his thick accent, "If you'll look at these results, you'll see that the centre of the entire meteor is brimming with life. Honestly, it feels as if the energy in it, is trying to escape."

Continuing to walk around the facility, Altah ended up drifting away from others. By that point, it had started to drizzle. But even he could feel the oncoming storm. Unknowingly, he had made his way back to the meteor. He should have gone back to his parents' trailer to get out of the rain. But for some reason, he felt like he had to be there, by the meteor.

THUNDER

-"Altah, there you are! We wondered where you ran off to", Andrew yelled out to him, his voice barely being heard over the now howling wind and rain. "One of the researchers said you've been just zoned out sitting and watching the meteor for hours. Come inside and warm -DONT- up-"

-"Huh? Dad, did you hear that? The voices just now!"

-"What voices? Son come inside it's about to start thundering."

FLASH

-DON'T LEAVE HER-

-"Don't leave her? DON'T LEAVE WHO??? Common dad, you had to hear that! Right?!", Altah yelled out, tears  coming out of his eyes.

-"SIR!!! THE METEOR IS STARTING TO CRACK AND GLOW", frantically shouted a nearby researcher.

All at once- all of the yelling, the noises from the horrid weather, and the voices telling him to stay became too much for the young dog and he crumbled to the ground. Yelping loudly, he threw his paws over his ears and eyes. The ground beneath him echoed his actions and broke inwards, sliding him down to the meteor.

-"Altah! Get away from the rubble! It's dangerous!"

-"Don't worry dad! I'll be fine!''

CRACK! The ground beneath the Osmothian dog crumbled, even more, making him slide down even closer to the pulsating light emitting from the meteor.

-SHE NEEDS YOU-

-"It feels alive? in a way..", Altah mumbled, trying to get back up, his white paws covered in mud slipping every so often.

- STAY!!!-

-"Get back boy! Climb up fa-"

And before Dr Lowe could finish his sentence, the pulsating light shot out throwing everything, and everyone, around it away.

Oh yeah! I did that! Took like a week... minus the few day long break.... but yeah I cooked with this one 🙂‍↕️😌 the favouritism popped off with these pookies 🫶🫶🫶

Also who allowed fubuki and rococo to be such pretty princesses like... they're so easy to draw?? I fear the character designers knew what they were doing 🤧🙏🙏🙏