Mihoyoverse Stories

A boy is stabbed by a run away robber after pushing his friend and his friend's girlfriend out of way. As he lays dying, bleeding on the ground, he hears a voice. A voic...

Sometimes, the wind is more than just the weather. That's a thing Y/n quickly learns. She was something of a wind herself. A free spirit. Yet as curious and carefree as...

You've forgotten everything. You forget even what you paint. Yet you still get excited at the appearance of a person whose name you don't know. Ao3: Thewrittingpan