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all the light we cannot see by dionysus (arteloath)
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
28 Aug 2022
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“I will take care of you.” A silent please, let me love you that goes unsaid.
“It is rotten work.”
“Not to me. Not if it's you.”
Or, Captain Beidou struggles with feelings of inadequacy and Ningguang is there for her.
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17 May 2026
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Ningguang loves the sound of her name on Beidou’s lips. She relishes the way Beidou clings to the syllables of her name while drowning in a sea of pleasure, her sole beacon and anchor. “Say my name, baby. Louder.” Ningguang says.
And Beidou does. “Ningguang,” Ningguang. Ningguang. Like a madman, the name her sole link to sanity and civilisation. “Ningguang.” Like a benediction; a sermon, with fathomless piety; sacred utterances in the night; sweet promises, burning with the knowledge of a love returned.
[ Please love me, she wants to say. She doesn't, because she knows the answer: But I already do. ]
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and thus, love makes fools of us all by dionysus (arteloath)
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
20 Feb 2022
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This love has crept into my bones, and settled on my joints, and I ache — ache for the refuge of your arms and the weight of your body upon mine. Tell me, beloved, keeper of my heart, why do you wound me thus?
Every time Beidou looked at her, Ningguang wondered if the Captain ever saw past the swell of her chest and the curve of her hips, past carnal desires and at the utterly besotted woman Ningguang now was, so painfully hopelessly in love with her.
Or,
Beidou and Ningguang are oblivious idiots who come to terms with their feelings via mutual pining, verbal degradation and a lot of sex.
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17 May 2026
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Beidou loved the way Ningguang’s lips parted when she said her name. Beidou. My Captain. She loved the furrow of her brows and the crinkle of her eyes. The way she bit back unladylike curses as yet another merchant catapulted through the loopholes in her legal system. The way the birthmark on Ningguang’s abdomen hid under the slight cushion of fat as she sat upright, straddling Beidou. The way Ningguang’s eyes resembled pools of molten amber under the dim light of her bedside oil lamp. Beidou saw a thousand insecurities in them, in ten thousand shapes and forms, and yearned to kiss them.
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Lottie is freezing, can already feel the numbness in her fingertips and toes spreading to her hands, her feet. “Is this what being dead feels like?”
Natalie laughs, “Being dead doesn’t feel like anything, Lottie,” she says, “That’s the whole fucking point.”
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11 Jan 2026
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Lottie's tongue on her mouth, swirling like childish blood on makeshift tea. Inside her, consuming her. Nat considered, for a moment, biting down on it, teeth sinking into Lottie for the first time and finishing her off for good.
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28 Aug 2025
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Lottie Matthews was many things in life but she had never once been beautiful. She was gore and bones, a crown of twigs and animal corpses. A throne of charred flesh.
She was the dust in Natalie's skin and the blood on her tea.
Perhaps Lottie had been beautiful once, with her soft pink sweaters and her tight plaid skirts and her pigtails flying in the wind as she ran through a beautiful green field. With her knobby knees and a big wild smile, dressed in yellow and blue.
But that had been millions of years ago and it didn't matter because Nat could barely remember that life anymore.
So, the point remained, Lottie had never been beautiful. It was too kind, too weak of a word to encompass all that Lottie was.
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for a few months during their senior year, natalie lives at lottie matthews’ house. they don’t tell anyone, and between the two of them, they don’t talk about it that much. but for those few months, life isn't so fucking bleak anymore.
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09 Dec 2024
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When Lottie smiles at you, it feels like you’re an apple and she’s sinking her teeth into you, piercing your skin, carving a hollow in your flesh. Which shouldn’t be a nice feeling, but it is. It’s the feeling of someone saying: you have value, you have worth, you can nourish me and I want you to. Nat likes that feeling—craves it really—more than she cares to admit.
And ultimately, of course, that’s why it has to be Lottie. Because Natalie likes her. Because Lottie never gives her any shit about cutting class or drinking or doing whatever the fuck she wants with her own body. Because Lottie will buy Nat’s weed off of her without asking any nosey questions about what Nat needs the money for. Because Lottie lives in a house where most of the bathrooms are bigger than Natalie’s living room, but she doesn’t act like it.
It’s gotta be Lottie, because that’s the only way it hurts so much