I Might Be Cooking On An Idea For The Mekamechanic Slow Burn Fanfiction Of All Time.

me trying to piece back together my character after giving them the most tragic insane and inescapable backstory imaginable

I can fix him [drill sound] [screaming] [chainsaw revving]

➜ fandom: genshin impact ➜ content: kaeya x reader, mutual yearning, childhood/old friends, alcohol, nsfw implied, friends with benefits, the one that got away, oneshot, pyro!reader, mild jealousy, banter, intentional lowercase ➜ words: 1k

  ↪ 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚.

       you had started making specialty drinks for angelshare on tuesday nights. you moved back to mondstadt and spent most of your time arranging the furniture in the apartment above lisa’s. If you weren't settling in, you would read on the balcony or have preparatory meetings with jean.

        grandmaster jean had recently appointed you as her medical advisor. years ago, you had been a knight. that was before you went off to sumeru with lisa, a childhood friend, to study.

        you studied field medicine and honed your pyro vision. you did groundbreaking research. you created pyro-infused potions that became long-term solutions for trauma survivors, pioneered sutures that saved hundreds of lives and limbs on the battlefield.

        after the last few years of horrific injuries and tragic deaths, you liked mixing drinks.

you appreciated the simplicity of drunkards like nimrod. you liked to talk to charles, another one of the bartenders, about the weather in the evenings.

        you accepted the gig as a favor to diluc. you owed him a few from years ago, but you considered it a favor to you as well. you liked that your workplace this night wasn’t stained with blood.

        “i’m headed out to clean the tables,” charles said.

        “okay,” you said, not paying much mind.

you reached up onto one of the higher shelves to put back a skinny green bottle of elixir.

        on tuesdays, it was usually the regulars at the tavern. you had come to learn this even in the few weeks you had been back in mondstadt.

        you also learned that could take a breath here. with the impending stress as the new medical advisor for the city, you welcomed a few sips on the tavern's dime.

        you took a small glass vial from her bag, tipping it bottom up into your liquor concoction behind the bar. the vial was a shot of your own creation, one that helped with hangovers too. as you went in for another sip, you heard the movement of a chair as a patron sat down at the counter.

        “what can I get you?” you asked, swallowing and feeling the warmth settle into your chest.

        “what do you recommend these days? i trust you haven’t come all the way from sumeru to not impress your patrons.”

        the familiar, forever-taunting voice made the fire in your chest turn ice.

        “yes,” she said. your tone was still grasping at who was sitting in front of you as you turned to face him. “i do hope i can impress you.”

        “well, that depends. are you free to take a hike to starsnatch cliff?” kaeya asked.

        you felt her face turn red. you remembered being teenagers again, new recruits for the knights together. those days, you would dream up elaborate dares for each other.

        you two always had a case of your beginner potions and kaeya's flask in hand. you would get into trouble all night long and be at training in the morning.

        you had made it to a bed of flowers on starsnatch cliff once, the summer before they never saw each other again. kaeya brought strong tavern wine. you brought your latest experimental enchanted berries. your friendship changed forever that night.

        “when hell freezes over, kaeya,” she said, as calm as you could.

you hardly stifled her embarrassment. you were unsure if the heat in your face was from the liquor settling into your cheeks or your attempts to keep your memories at bay.

        you knew how much he lived to get a reaction from people. once upon a time, you had a foot in front of him in that race.

        “i’m sure with your help, i could make that happen,” he said with a smile.

        “right,” you said.

you reached up onto her tiptoes to grab a goblet from one of the higher shelves in the glassware cabinet.

        “you haven’t grown much,” kaeya said with a laugh.

you could tell from the sing-song of his laugh that he’d been drinking too. you could feel his eyes shamelessly tumble over your body as you reached up.

“would you like some help?”

         “that’s okay,” you said, stubborn as usual.

you set the goblet on the counter in front of him.

“i don’t think master diluc would like you behind the bar.”

        kaeya scoffed, not bothering to hide the roll of his eyes.

        “master?” he drew out. “fancy that. you’re keen on him again.”

        you all but laughed in his face.

        “again,” you repeated. “that was over a decade ago. besides, master diluc is my boss now. i don’t think that would be appropriate.”

        “huh," he said.

he paused for a moment, taking you in your face now too, as if he was tracing over a sketch from his memory with his eyes. you were stricken with the sight of him again too. you couldn't meet his gaze, though. you lingered on the smaller things: the dip in his chin, the long front of his hair that fell over his face.

"you must’ve had a change of heart since i’ve spoken to you last,” kaeya said, tempting your gaze upward to his.

“i didn’t know it bothered you to fraternize with your coworkers.”

        you bit your lip down. whether to keep herself from giggling or snapping at him, you didn’t know. you reasoned it was the wine-mix you'd been drinking that made you end up with a smile, but this denial was familiar to you. to you when every time you were with him.

        “what am I making you?” you asked.

you slid the goblet down to the other end of the bar. you had tall corked bottles lined between the two of you.

        “quite happy,” kaeya said.

his smile looked a little dizzy. his face looked as pink as yours felt, and he leaned into his elbows toward you.

if charles had returned to the bar, you hadn't noticed. the world beyond the space between you didn't seem to exist anymore. like it had always been with kaeya.

        “sure,” kara quipped, a beat late from being lost in the feeling of your reunion. “i can make you a ‘quite happy’.”

        a few pours and shakes later, your new bestselling drink was born. it tasted snappy, and the aftertaste was sweet. indigo glitter danced around in the stillest of glasses.

        when kaeya brought the cup to his mouth for the first time, you felt the warmth in your chest again—like you'd taken a shot from the vial. the drink matched his eyes just right.

hey you look so cool :)

thanks so much! im still working on building this tumblr out but it's a really cool space to be creative

my friend & i are also working on a sideblog for our writing--it just feels good to have a little outlet space !

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— i'm minnie .ᐟ i'm from the east coast, a not-so-coastal part. i have a degree in creative writing that i don't use enough. crawling back to tumblr after a decade to make a cozy writing corner. — bonus hobbies .ᐟ pc gaming (overwatch, ffxiv, & more), reading, my dog & cat, hiking, the gym, pinterest, fashion & design, moodboards.

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i have the most cursed ideas for overwatch au/crossovers to write...

overwatch x american college, overwatch x greek life (frats and sororities), overwatch x love island, overwatch x high school, overwatch genderbent, overwatch x harry potter (hogwarts), overwatch x soul eater (weapon + meister concept), overwatch x magical school, overwatch x avatar the last air bender (as benders), overwatch x elementalists, overwatch x office jobs, overwatch x medical drama, overwatch x sports teams, overwatch x vampires

Emotional Walls Your Character Has Built (And What Might Finally Break Them)

(How your character defends their soft core and what could shatter it) Because protection becomes prison real fast.

✶ Sarcasm as armor. (Break it with someone who laughs gently, not mockingly.) ✶ Hyper-independence. (Break it with someone who shows up even when they’re told not to.) ✶ Stoicism. (Break it with a safe space to fall apart.) ✶ Flirting to avoid intimacy. (Break it with real vulnerability they didn’t see coming.) ✶ Ghosting everyone. (Break it with someone who won’t take silence as an answer.) ✶ Lying for convenience. (Break it with someone who sees through them but stays anyway.) ✶ Avoiding touch. (Break it with accidental, gentle contact that feels like home.) ✶ Oversharing meaningless things to hide real depth. (Break it with someone who asks the second question.) ✶ Overworking. (Break it with forced stillness and the terrifying sound of their own thoughts.) ✶ Pretending not to care. (Break it with a loss they can’t fake their way through.) ✶ Avoiding mirrors. (Break it with a quiet compliment that hits too hard.) ✶ Turning every conversation into a joke. (Break it with someone who doesn’t laugh.) ✶ Being everyone’s helper. (Break it when someone asks what they need, and waits for an answer.) ✶ Constantly saying “I’m fine.” (Break it when they finally scream that they’re not.) ✶ Running. Always running. (Break it with someone who doesn’t chase, but doesn’t leave, either.) ✶ Intellectualizing every feeling. (Break it with raw, messy emotion they can’t logic away.) ✶ Trying to be the strong one. (Break it when someone sees the weight they’re carrying, and offers to help.) ✶ Hiding behind success. (Break it when they succeed and still feel empty.) ✶ Avoiding conflict at all costs. (Break it when silence causes more pain than the truth.) ✶ Focusing on everyone else’s healing but their own. (Break it when they hit emotional burnout.)

Can't wait to read your originals. Fanfic is cool and all but seeing your own characters light the page is always satisfying

this means a lot to me; thank you!

to be honest, original works come to me more naturally at this point in my life. i love building things out from scratch and seeing where things go. i co-write a lot with two close friends of mine (both separately), so there's a lot of things i might share from those original worlds we've built. some really beloved dynamics, character voices, & worldbuilding.

fanfiction feels like a fun exercise of fleshing out ideas that are already there & seeing what you can do with it while still staying true to the canon in whatever ways you choose. also, i love how different realities can co-exist and time seems to be less rigid when thinking about fanfics. i used to write fanfic sooo much from ages 11-16ish--kind of like my writing training wheels at the time. so it's been really fun to consider it again & just nerd out with it.

"be the change you want to see in the world," i say as i write the most ultra-indulgent and specific fic possible because anyone else is going to write it wrong

i'm still learning about tumblr... do people.. look for mutuals on here? ive been writing for my entire life but im trying to get back into it in my old age (literally 25)

i'd love to make writing mutuals and like/support each others works whenever we have the time or just support each other in the writing journey !! reblog or follow or like or whatever & we can be mutuals !!