Um, I'm Not Sure If You're Taking Requests But I Really Love You're Writing So I'm Gonna Try My Luck

Um, I'm not sure if you're taking requests but I really love you're writing so I'm gonna try my luck

Could you please do a Medusa!Reader with Jiaoqiu? I've had this idea swirling around for a while.

A/n: I remember seeing those Medusa x her blind lover and I love the idea sm it's so bittersweet but can be fluffy aaaa

Contents: Jiaoqiu x Reader, angst, a bit of comfort, spoilers for the 2.5 quest!

The morning came damp and misty on the Xianzhou Yaoqing. Clouds hung heavy and grey overhead while people huddled away in their homes and offices, and shops. Gazing around it was hard to tell colors apart, everything looked gray. 

Your night was sleepless, and for the few minutes your eyes closed it was also dreamless, pebbled with touches of reality, the roughness of your blankets and the way it wouldn’t let you rest lest you left home altogether in search of that small bit of solace. You’d scarcely call it solace, but you knew a part of you would be called nonetheless, in some way. For once, you were the visitor and not the visited. And your time was limited.

Jiaoqiu opened the door, his eyes empty as they stared right through you and his ears were almost animated in their movement, rotating and flicking at each snap the snakes in your hair made, every little shuffle and whisper. He was still in his bedwear, hair slightly disheveled.

“Jiaoqiu..?” you whispered his name so cautiously, as if uttering it would break him and he responds with the softness of his smile upon recognizing your voice. His ears lightly fall, fluffy and pointed at you, shoulders slumping down in relief. 

“Ah.. it is you. It’s been quite a long time, although it feels even longer than that I confess..” he speaks so casually, stepping aside, shuffling over his own tail and inviting you in. Once inside you see the clean interior. There are no items on the floor, no low hanging plants and herbs like Jiaoqiu once described his home like. It was orderly, clean, spacious, made for him to remember and be safe in without worry. As much as it was a relief, it brought a pain to your chest, the view of his home solidifying the fate he encountered on the Luofu.

You slid up before him after the door clicked shut, your warm palms finding the paleness of his cheeks and cupping him close, tenderly. You search his eyes but find nothing, and his lashes soon flutter shut as he realizes your doings. Your hands don’t leave his skin, but his own hands find their place over your wrists, stroking gently to soothe you. You never touched him before, and he never gazed upon your face. The memory of your first encounter was a distant wisp of a memory he struggled to fiercely hold on, even as exhausted as he is. “You worry for me, my dear? I do not doubt the news… has reached you already..”

You nod in the moment, looking on at him in longing and you have to remind yourself that he was not lost. He was alive and whole, but more broken than the time you saw him off. 

“I have worried and I still worry.. what have they done to you, Jiaoqiu?” 

Jiaoqiu can’t help but frown at the tone of your voice, it hurts just to hear it, his heart twists and his hold on your wrists tightens. “Nothing I cannot deal with, (Y/n).. Please, do not scare yourself into sleeplessness. If it is of any comfort, General Feixiao has already vowed to find someone to heal my eyes.. Do not fret” he tells you but it is almost as if you do not hear him. His ears twitch at the soft sound of a hitched breath, he feels your thumb rolling across his cheek, under his eyes and your snakes hiss softly. 

He knew the chances of his eyes actually being healed were minimal, yet he wished not to bring you any more fright. It was odd to see you so fearful, worried, but no less saddening. He brought you happiness with his flowery poems and cryptic talks and you brought him joyful surprises with the bluntness of your speech. It was your large garden you usually met at, under the stone carved statue of a winding coral, pebbled with stone birds on every other branch. You’d sit at the base of the statue, back pressed against the stone, and he’d sit on the other corner of the same, never being able to gaze onto your face, but he remembers holding your hand. He never imagined such a romance would blossom from those interactions, yet it did.

He extends his hand forward, slowly moving it towards you until he feels the many little heads of small snakes bumping into his fingers and knuckles. He lets out a little chuckle, letting his hand linger and letting the curious snakes explore his skin as well. “Would you look at that.. they’re kissing me, are they?” He can feel the little licks of their thin tongues, even the snakes are gentle with him, being much more fragile than him. He feels half of the man that he once was, ashamed but he brings himself to smile nonetheless. Perhaps it was his turn to be soft and taken care of, however redundant that seemed to him. 

You scoff, the light shaking of your head pulling the snakes along with you, who in turn let out a dissatisfied hiss. 

“I should have been there..” you say, bringing his head closer down to kiss his forehead. He looks even prettier than you imagined him to be. You don’t expect him to reach for your cheek next though, it startles you but you melt into his touch.

“No. Your place is here, where it is safe” he says, resolute and firm in his words, tone suddenly washed clean from any drowsiness of sleep. “What has happened was unfortunate, yet necessary, I fear.. And were I to go back, I would have done the same.. Don’t worry about me. I can still think of poems for you, even if I can no longer see them or write them..” Your skin is warm and damp, he feels it, you have been crying. It worries him more. He presses his other hand to your cheek, bringing you closer until your foreheads pressed together, nuzzling into your warmth. The snakes in your hair seem to be in need of comfort as well with the way the slither closer, tickling his ears and cheeks with their little tongues and noses. 

“I am here. And so are you. And Hoolay is no more.. That’s all that matters now.”

You don’t respond, his words aren’t too comforting, however true they are, so you choose to pepper his cheeks and nose and forehead with countless kisses you couldn’t give him before.

Ⓒ n0tamused. Do not repost, translate, edit, and/or copy any of my works. Likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated.

in sickness and in health

Jiyan x Reader

“Bless you.”

“Thanks - ugh, that was the third time within the last half an hour or so.” Your nose crinkles as you rub your forehead in slight annoyance. 

“The fourth time actually,” Jiyan corrects, his concerned eyes lingering on your face, studying your demeanour carefully. “My love, are you certain, you’re feeling alright? You’re not catching a fever, are you?”

Before you can react Jiyan lifts his hand, placing it on your forehead, feeling for any unusal warmth. He remains for a few seconds, as his eyes flicker over your face, before tracing his fingers gently along your temple, down to your cheek. Out of instinct, your eyes close all on their own, as you lean into the pleasant coolness his skin offers. 

“No, it just happens sometimes,” you reply softly, touched by his concern and care. You look up again to find his eyes already locked on yours. So you offer, “I’m just gonna drink some hot tea. You want some as well?”

You shift to get up from the seat, but his gentle touch on your arm hinders your movement. “Stay put, I’ll make the tea.” Jiyan leans closer, his lips brushing your forehead as he leaves a tender kiss on your skin. “How does dinner sound right after?”

Kai's ships and songs that remind me of them

Thunder Bird (Kai x Jing Yuan)

Obsolete by Natewantstobattle

Sanctuary by Utada Hikaru

The Weight of Us by Sanders Bohlk

A Sadness Runs Through Him by The Hoosiers

Everybody Wants to Rule the World by Tears for Fears

Fanning the Flames (Kai x Tingyun)

Games by Kira

Perfect by Design by Natewantstobattle ft. AmaLee

Monster by Yaosobi

Romeo and Cinderella by Doriko

Man on the Moon by Zella Day

Firestorm (Kai x Phobos [belongs to @kxyishou])

Diamond in the Rough by DAGames

Don't Think Twice by Utada Hikaru

Safe and Sound by Sam Tsui & Kurt Schneider

Nasty Dog by Sir Mix-A-Lot

Poker Face by Lady Gaga

Sunstone (Kai x Jien [belongs to @n0tamused])

Pray from Godzilla Minus One (come on, I had to have at least one of the osts in here)

Dramaturgy by Eve

Unknown Mother Goose by Wowaka

Wolf by First Aid Kit

Hey Kids by Monolia

A little sketch meme this time, a little treat ✨

The roles were supposed to be reversed but a friend made a joke about Jien,,,so we ended up with this. They're both pretty people. Pretty old married couple

The most fun thing I've been thinking about like a fan theory (as I'm my OCs biggest fan frfr) is that the whole "Proxy is out there being evil twin of me" is a whole big mind break on Jien's side. Basically, Proxy does not exist, and Jien has made it all up as a result of her trauma from being basically....blown from her own world through a black hole or some shit. And I'm imagining it as if she's in game and - "we" never actually see Proxy "on screen". Jien barely talks about it since she wants to keep it all hidden too. And all the stuff that happens can be written off as the actions of Sanctus Medicus or some else, they're all terrible and have done terrible things. And Jien is now set on finding this alter ego of hers before it causes more people harm, not knowing she's actually going in circles chasing herself.

Theory: Jien has gone insane. She's going mad crazy, spiraling.

Jientio Doodle dump

I found a sick reference for the first one and I knew it was destined to be a Jientio doodle, so it was. Messily colored but idc I like it, my goofy guys, my stupids TM, my comfort ship lowkey- The second doodle up there is from the meme I recently posted. I love how he turned out so I'm posting it here too.

How Ratio handles Jien vs How Jien handles Ratio

It is the cutenes agression in her you can't blame her. She's usually gentle but listen, he's too good looking. She gotta get her hands on him.

And last one for now:

Idk what this is but it is what it is. I saw that one still of Tom Hiddlestone in some play, I genuinely don't know what it was I just grabbed the reference pic and ran. And now it is Jientio.