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𓏲𓍢 𝐈 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐋𝐋.

synopsis. in which our fourth anniversary is spent at the place where we first meant, complimented by a tupper of strawberries for us to share.

genre. fluff + comfort

disclaimer. selfship oriented post between tooru and i, written for an event and my own enjoyment. not comfy? click off, thanks.

event details. combination of ‘love story’ and ‘strawberry sweethearts’ for the selfship sweethearts event by mari<3 more information is on her blog!

it had been four years now, being in a relationship with tooru, ellie realized. time flew by so quickly, it almost felt like she’d known him a lifetime with how much joy he’d brought her on the daily. it was enchanting, being around him as she was.

the setter would spoil her endlessly with his love, purchase whatever her heart desired in the moments they shared and squeezed her to him to wash away the blues. it was complete bliss, like a fairytale come true between a knight and her king, who had somehow chosen his protector over a frilly princess.

it made said knight yearn to do something in return for his love and kindness over the years. although she had written him a mountain of letters on each day of july leading into his the day of his birth.. ellie felt compelled to go the extra mile this time around.

therefore — while her dearest boyfriend laid in their shared bedroom with his rayban frames situated on the bridge of his nose in exchange for the contacts he frequented, watching his nightly usual — old volleyball games.. ellie dried off strawberry after strawberry from the batch she’d bought earlier that morning at the market, letting out a breath.

cleaning the fruits were hard work when she couldn’t just give in and snack on them. however, the author’s desire to make her anniversary with tooru absolutely magical.. overpowered her longing tastebuds.

“pour chocolate pellets to your heart’s content into a mug and microwave when ready to dip strawberries..” she read over the directions before humming. “seems simple enough.” and that, it was. the final touches involved her dipping each berry into the bowl of chocolate before dropping a cat shaped sprinkle on each — a cute, final touch.

with her work done, she popped them into a container before pushing them a little towards the back of the fridge — a place tooru’s eyes wouldn’t easily reach. he always did snoop!

speaking of which..

“oh?? is that for meeeee?” a cooing voice inquired, the owner wrapping his arms around the brunette which had her rolling her eyes a little, suppressing a smile.

“it could be if you weren’t trying to spoil yourself a day early.” she huffed out, but there was no hostility to her words, as she turned around to look up at her boyfriend. “hi tooru-san.”

a grin etched itself onto his lips as he leaned down to nuzzle his nose against hers, laughing quietly. “hi ellie-chan, how’s my love fairing with the absence of her analytical, volleyball enthusiastic boyfriend?” he joked, pecking her lips ever so gently.

it made her face warm a little, though his descriptions drew a laugh out of her as she fixed his turtleneck for him. “oh tooru, it’s been horrific with your absence.. i simply cannot go on without you.. whatever will i do?”

a gasp left his lips as he carded his fingers through her hair, holding her closer. “truly?? oh no, that simply won’t do.. i can’t possibly have my dearest ellie-chan suffering!” he responded dramatically, on part with her own share — maybe worse. actually- very much worse. “i say we go fix that, hm?” he followed up, pushing up her own lenses — a pair that was nearly the same as his ( it was the feminine version ).

she allowed her head to tilt in thought as her eyes squinted. “mm.. and how do you propose for fix that?”

the smile he wore became cheshire as he lifted her up into his arms with little warning, racing off towards their room. “why, only with the best piece of cinema ever created, of course??”

ah. revenge of the sith.

what a good boyfriend, tooru was.

at last, the day of the anniversary had arrived. albeit six days after the national holiday of love and all the sappy stuff, it was still an important day for ellie and tooru. as it was the official proclamation of their love for one another.

“ellie-channn, how much longer do i have to wear this?? what if you turn around and impale me with a lightsaber to spend my entire salary on books?? i’ll be heartbroken and have become padmé rather than anakin!”

the female flattened her lips as she pulled on his ear as a means of scolding him, letting out a huff. “i’m never taking on anniversary plans again if this is what you think of me. we’re almost there now stop being stingy.” she pouted, guiding the pretty setter a few more steps before stopping.

tooru had his cheeks puffed out in offense, not happy with her choice of retort. “why are we stopping?? are we finally here??”

ellie was almost ready to throw hands ( she wouldn’t ). “yes. yes we are, now bend down..” she mumbled reluctantly, her face warming. “can’t reach you like that..”

“aww~ poor ellie-chan, see i told you to eat milk bread when we were kids! but it’s okay~” he cooed, somehow dodging her attempts at whacking him despite the lack of vision. “i love my teddybear-chan just as she is! and i can give her the perfect cuddles when she’s all cute and compact~!” he grinned, at long last leaning down for her to remove the cloth.

the first thing he saw was his girlfriend close to his face, flushing profusely, and the second thing.. was the scenery behind her.

confused, he blinked at her. “you.. brought us to iwa-chan’s doorstep?”

in her right hand, tooru now realized, was a container with a bow atop of it, and in her left, a crimson colored rose.

a deep breath left her lips as she nodded slowly. “this is where we first met — where hajime introduced us.. i remember being so scared for my accent and lack of proficiency, but you welcomed me with a warmth that made my heart beat incredibly fast..” she tried explaining, willing her voice to not quiver as she lifted her head to meet his eyes, her own glossing over.

“i’m so happy to have met you, tooru-san.. and so grateful to receive your love, i-i feel so lucky..” she whispered, wiping at her eyes with the back of the hand holding his flower before it was suddenly encased by tooru’s warm ones.

his eyes were tender, filled with adoration and a love that could carry into every lifetime they shared. “i should be the lucky one to receive all your affections — to have been able to meet you and become this close with.. you are my everything, ellie-chan.” he paused, releasing her hand to cup her cheeks. “my heart is yours, i love you so so much, agape-mou..” he whispered the last part, flushing a little.

oikawa heard the term between her family and her a lot — had even been called it before, himself. he figured it would bring his feelings across perfectly, even if more tears had left his girlfriend’s eyes..

without further delay, he pulled her into a mixture between a spin and hug — her most favorite type of hug. as a child, she had always expressed that whoever she got with would be the one if they held her as anakin did padmé. last night, even, revisiting the film again — tooru was reminded of the hug.

it made him smile as he leaned his forehead on hers, before letting out a breath. “what an anniversary, and there are still strawberries to be had.” the seijoh graduate commented, to which the girl blinked.

“h-how did you??”

“i may have spotted them in the fridge at midnight..”

“you WHAT??”

“whoops- did i say that?? i meant love you ellie-chan!!”

notes. and that’s a wrap, february 20th is when i first watched hq which was 4 yrs ago now yeesh.. so i brought that into this drabble in a sense with tooru<3 just a little late ehe.. anyways, bed time<3

Them dropping a surprise Oberon banner right before the Merlin banner so that you spend all your Saint Quartz on Oberon and therefore making it so you can't get Merlin sounds like a scheme Oberon himself would have come up with just to spite Merlin.

new year, new icon

happy new year everyone!

hii sky idk if i can ask selfship questions so feel free to ignore this but what gifts does iwaizumi give u? does he spoil u? cause he should

hehe ily /p

I DIDNT SEE THIS UNTIL NOW OMGGG

you can always ask selfship questions!! i’m always down to answer them :> gifts? hmm well tbh he probably wouldn’t exactly give gifts but rather do things for me when necessary… the best gift would be his unconditional love LOL but knowing iwa, he’d def give the gift of food. his main priority would be to take care of his s/o so definitely water of some kind or even coffee to help jumpstart the day XD i’d consider this spoiling me. although he definitely would not add to my gacha addiction, that’s for sure ☠️ he’s probably jealous that i’m in love with wrio or oberon since they’re in video games :p otherwise he’d probably add small things to my pc setup like pokemon plushies :)) it’d be really cute but small things that he’d know i would adore fr also so true

໒⦂ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

notes. hi mikan, so sorry for the delay! it was hard to choose songs for your request because there are only so many romantic songs left on reputation and i didn’t want to paint the boys as toxic :’) i hope you enjoy!

genre. fluff / suggestive ( scara’s ) + mild angst

for @alatushours <3

ft. xiao, kazuha kaedehara, albedo, scaramouche ( wanderer / kabukimono / kunikuzushi / balladeer )

previous post includes. tooru oikawa, alhaitham, kaveh, ayato kamisato, ajax ( childe / tartaglia ) click here!

gender neutral! reader

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. end game.

+ about. end game tells the story of a yearning love where both sides have what most consider big reputations that will cause a lot of talk to rise up regarding them. one yearns to be with the other and not end up as another ex love, but rather the one — their end game.

+ xiao is known for his title as a yaksha and an adeptus, in other words — he has what most would call a big reputation in liyue. his is painted as noble and heroic, whereas yours paints you as someone soaked in drama, all because of media. if you were to be with him, your relationship would certainly make it into conversations, which is something you don’t want. you want to be his first string — his lover, not some other ex to be laughed off because of your past relationships or a one night stand. what you don’t know, however, is that xiao couldn’t care less of what is said about you. he wants to be yours as much as you want to be his. he’s not as perfect as you paint him, he’s got karma surrounding him and past regrets that make him dissatisfied with many aspects of himself, but he knows that you would love him regardless of his flaws as he would love you regardless of yours. he would only believe the truth from your red lips, not the rumors surrounding you.

+ “i wanna be your end game.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. new year’s day.

+ about. new year’s day tells the story of a love in which one fears the other will leave, for fear of the rumors surrounding them and the reputation they have earned themselves. they pray the other will stay through the worse and will in turn be there to squeeze your hand, through your bluest days.

+ kazuha blew one of his bangs out of his tired eyes, looking to the clock mounted over the doorway. it’s passed midnight with glitter all over after the party, polaroids, and emptied bottles of champagne scattered from the toasts to the new year. everyone had just about left, leaving the two on your own. there was a mild anxiety that swirled in your stomach, recalling the conversations that were shared regarding your history. your boyfriend wasn’t normally one to care, he was carefree as the winter breeze singing outside. but even still, your worries could not be quelled as you gazed at his back until you were all the way out of the building. eventually, you lowered your eyes to the ground until his hand grabbed your own, squeezing three times. surprised, you looked up to find his gentle smile — an assurance to say he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon. and that he too, wanted your midnights as much as you wanted his, regardless of everyone else says.

+ “but i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year’s day.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. dwoht.

+ about. dancing with our hands tied tells the story of a love that was once secret, for fear of what would become of it if the wrong lights shined on it. such a precious and endearing love, with nothing in the world that could stop it, no matter what was to happen. regardless of what everyone else says.

+ albedo wasn’t one to care or easily worried when it came to other people’s opinions. if people wanted to speak ill of him and his choices, then that was their lives they were wasting, not his. however you wanted secrecy for the beginning, as you were recovering from heartbreak and just overwhelmed with being spoken of in such a foul manner. albedo understood this and respected your wishes, as he didn’t mind secrecy either. but eventually the relationship did come to light. there were supporters, encouraging the relationship while wishing you both well. but of course, there were also those who wished badly upon you being together, which at times, created obstacles for the both of you. at times it made it difficult to breathe and fight through it all. ending it almost felt like the only way out. but albedo wouldn’t throw away something so dear to him. as he would stay until the room burned, holding you as the water rushes in, if he could dance with you again.

+ “yeah we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. ready for it.

+ about. ready for it tells the story of a competitive love, in which both sides have bad reputations, whether in terms of past loves or just the people that they are. as both are seen as cruel, alternatively it could open opportunity for a relationship to blossom in the darkest of circumstances and gossip.

+ scaramouche has a history that followed whatever path he walked, whether it had been erased, rewritten, or not. people knew to steer away from his direction, yet that gravitated you. now you weren’t a bad apple, but you weren’t an angel either. the people surrounding you had painted you in a light that wasn’t so bright, and shone through all the wrong aspects of yourself. however the same could be said about scaramouche. some boys tried too hard to get with you in the past, but he didn’t try at all to get your attention. being ignored was almost frustrating, yet enticing — it made you want to play this game of getting him to notice and fall for you. the boy would cave eventually like the rest did, you knew that for a fact. and if the former harbinger knew the dreams you had in the middle of the night about him, if he saw the things you both did — he would come sprinting. although, you would take your time, because you knew you were going to be with him.

+ “are you ready for it..?”

notes. unfortunately not a lot of romantic songs remained after the first post i did so i tried my best to pick from the remaining ones to fit the characters :’) don’t blame me and so it goes were candidates but they didn’t really fit the bill much.. regardless i hope these are okay! first time writing scaramouche and albedo..

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[summary] wrio’s spouse winds up in prison. special treatment ensues.

[cws] gender neutral reader. fluff.

“What you did was incredibly stupid.”

“I’d like to think it was very brave, actually.” You quip back, lips pursed as you turn up your chin. “You should be proud of me, really.”

“I should be proud that you got yourself thrown in prison?” You don’t have to look up to know that Wriothesley is sporting an incredulous expression. “Did they knock your head around a bit before bringing you down here?”

“You’re acting like I murdered someone.” You finally meet his gaze, and you resist the urge to sink down into your seat at the clear disapproval in his eyes. “All I did was—”

“Break into the Opera Epiclese and destroy government property.”

“That’s such a trumped-up charge!” You huff and roughly cross your arms over your chest, eyes narrowing as you think back on the charges that had been slapped down onto you by that damned archon. “You trip in the dark and accidentally fall into the oratrice and all of a sudden you’re a criminal. Hmph!”

“Yeah, exactly. It also doesn’t help that you broke in—”

“—I left my bracelet in there after the trial! Was I just supposed to leave it behind and potentially lose it forever? The condition of the lost and found in that place is downright terrible—the guards pocket all the good stuff.”

“You could have bought another one.”

“Not like this one.” You look down to the gray bracelet encircling your wrist, and a warmth spreads in your chest as you gently twist it around, finger rubbing over the messily written engraving on the inside of it. “This was a gift.”

“Hardly.” He sighs, and your eyes flick up to watch as he runs his hands through his already messy hair. “It’s just scrap metal I bent up and welded because I couldn’t buy you proper jewelry back when I was a prisoner.” It’s his turn to look at the bracelet.

“You were so creative back then.” You smile a bit wider. “I remember you used to have something new made every time I came to visit you. What was that one thing you made? The one that we painted together?”

“The ballerina music box.” He groaned, looking a bit embarrassed, and you snapped your fingers.

“The ballerina music box!” The ballerina was a bit oddly shaped, and the box had sharp corners on one side and rounded on the other, and the song the box played was distorted and sounded more creepy than relaxing due to some disfigured cogs, but you loved it nonetheless, and had even sobbed in thanks when he had first presented the gift to you. “I love that little box.”

“It looks like a child made it.”

“A child in the throes of eleazar, yes,” you nod, and his mouth opens a bit in surprise before he huffs out a laugh. “But I still love it… because you made it.” You give him a sweet smile, and you can see him soften up before your very own eyes; broad shoulders losing that rigidness, lids lowering, crease between his dark, thick brows disappearing.

“You’re tryin’ to butter me up.”

“Mhm,” you nod. “Is it working?”

“Not at all, jailbird.” He gives you a smile of his own, and despite the clear sarcasm in it, you can’t help the little flutter your heart does at the sight. “No special treatment for you.” So he says, yet he had placed a cup of tea down for you the moment you were brought to his office, and had even tried to inconspicuously nudge the basket of cookies in your direction, pretending not to notice when you reached for one. “Spouse or not.”

“What a mean man.” You slouch down in your seat. “I treasure the gifts that my lovely, amazing, strong, handsome, and so so so incredibly smart husband gives me and what do I get in return? A criminal record and unfair treatment! I’m suing the entire nation the moment I’m free!”

“Yeah, yeah,” he waves his hand in the air as if fanning away the conversation, and now it’s your turn to huff. “For the few days that you’re here, you’ll be working directly with me in exchange for coupons.” He takes a slow sip of his tea, adams apple bobbing as he swallows, before gently setting the cup back down onto its small plate. “I’ll make your first job real easy to get you in the swing of things.”

“How kind of you.”

He just barely contains an amused smile. “Very. Now…” He shifts in his seat. “Give me a kiss.”

“I’m married, Your Grace.”

“I’m sure your husband won’t mind. Kiss. Now.” He taps a finger against his lips, and after a moment you stand up and round his desk, hands finding his shoulders as you bend at the waist so your noses brush.

“My husband is a very good fighter, by the way. When he finds out you twisted his spouses’s arm like this, he’ll pummel you.”

“I can handle him.” A hand snags you by the waist, forcing you down into his lap, and you only have time to let out a quiet yelp before Wriothesley’s lips are on yours. The kiss is slow, sensual, and it brings a warmth to your cheeks and covers you with a bashful cloak when he pulls back to let his eyes roam over your face. “I’ve gotta say… your husband is a real lucky guy to snatch up someone as cute as you.”

“Hmph. Seems like you’re trying to butter me up now.”

“Is it working?” He presses his face into your neck, his lips pulling into a smile against your skin, and you have to fight back one of your own.

“Not at all, jailbird.”

hehe iwaizumi gave me a letter to give to u!!

dear sky,

i hope things have been well for you. i miss you dearly and want to see you again soon. please remember you’re the light of my life and i wouldn’t trade you for anything.

hajime

he is SO AAAAAA

missing iwa-chan hours because i’ve been so busy studying… :((((( aaaa, i wanna see him again too… XD WOULD NEVER TRADE HIM FOR ANYTHING IN THE WORLD EITHER

hii sky!! idk if ur still bored with hw or asleep or something but here’s some scenarios of cyno and hajime to think about (only doing three each, sorry but it’s like 1 in the morning for me 😭😭)

CYNO

arcade dates

intense genius invocation tcg game nights

listening to nicki minaj with him (idk lmfao it’s 1AM delulu hours)

HAJIME

fall dates with him - walking through a forest, surrounded by the trees with orange, red, and brown leaves falling. coffee runs with him. baking cookies together

i feel like he’s a dog person, so adopting a dog with him

trying to reach a book but u can’t reach it so he reaches over ur head and gets it for you

<33

OMG I NEVER SAW THIS WHAT BUT I HOPE YOU SLEPT >:((

bro cyno seems like he would def meme to nicki minaj music fr XD BUT I LOVE ARCADE DATES THEY’RE SO CUTE AND ARCADES WITH HIM SOUND LIKE SM FUN FJDKFJF. he’s totally a huge nerd for real.

IWA GIVES OFF SUCH AUTUMN VIBES TOO OML. that man is his own version of a pumpkin spice latte BAHSHWHSJHS. def seems like the golden retriever type of a guy… or a lab!! some kind of a dog that is very loyal and cuddly. would def get jealous of the dog if the dog steals his s/o away XDD idk how he plans on grabbing my fat engineering textbooks but that boy is beefy SO IM ASSUMING HE IS SHOWING OFF HERE BECAUSE HE’S TALLER SMH. tall-ish men >>> (jk we love short men and apparently iwa’s short according to kawa)

໒⦂ 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. hi queen here are your slice of life headcanons with iwa-chan, let’s see how good of a boyfie he can be based on the amounts of sol anime i’ve seen..

genre. fluff

for @melukonova <3

hajime iwaizumi x gn!reader.

⌗ walks with you every morning to school because you live in the same neighborhood as he does — so why not go together?

⌗ knew each other from young and through your parents so you kinda grew up together over the years and just stayed really close

⌗ study sessions at each other’s homes are a usual since you each have your strengths at school and wish to help each other to slay those exams later on🤞

⌗ supermarketing together ( yes, yes this was coming, don’t be surprised ) is less boring than going alone, right? especially when you beg him to let you sit in the cart and push you down the many aisles before a stock merchandiser gives you a dirty look

⌗ iwaizumi apologizes for your clownery and takes responsibility

⌗ after an eventful shopping session, you carry the bags together home ( he has the heavier ones and the majority of your own bags )

⌗ there were times where the clerks didn’t double bag and the ones containing produce tore..

⌗ cue you both running down a hill to grab the tomatoes that fell out

⌗ one time oikawa saw and laughed his ass off before gracing you with his assistance

⌗ just like you walk to school together, you also walk home together; iwa doesn’t want you walking alone at night since club activities drag sometimes, so he waits for you or you wait for him

⌗ you guys have a lot of classes together and are deskmates ( yay ), so it’s usually his job to prevent you from nodding off in classes or smacking your head down all together on the table..

⌗ miscommunications aren’t often since you guys have known each other for what feels like eons.. but there was this one time.

⌗ iwaizumi received a letter and it brought a bitterness to your heart as you watched a girl smiling giddily at him

⌗ did she have a thing for him? was it a letter confessing her feelings for him? not that you cared, of course — he was your best friend, nothing more than that

⌗ but was he really?

⌗ after the letter incident, you became a bit distant from iwaizumi, trying to avoid him as best as you can — making excuses to not go to school with him in the morning or return home with him

⌗ until oikawa, that is

⌗ “ah, y/n-chan! i finally caught you! it’s almost impossible to find you anymore, given you haven’t been around iwa-chan..” he’d trail off purposely before sliding his eyes to yours. “is there a reason for that, perhaps?”

⌗ of course he notices.

⌗ “i figured he was busy, so i didn’t wanna bother him..” you’d mumble back to him, avoiding his gaze. part of you felt ashamed that you had been avoiding hajime as you were, but you couldn’t bear to know how things had gone with that letter he was given.

⌗ a hum would leave tooru’s lips before he fished something out of his pocket, holding it up. “does this thing ring a bell, perhaps?”

⌗ and low be hold ( is that how you spell that lmao ), the letter hajime was given.. and tooru had it.

⌗ “a lot of my admirers like to give iwa-chan love letters addressed to me, and that one i assume you saw that day, was also for me.”

⌗ now, you felt like an idiot. of course it was for tooru — hajime was his best friend! he dealt with that bullshit all the time, and yet the one time you witness it.. you freeze up thinking it was for him.

⌗ “um, okay.. why are you telling me this again?”

⌗ “go to the courtyard and see for yourself!” would be his parting words as he leaves with a wink before returning to his classroom.

⌗ weird.

⌗ but you would go, anyway. tooru didn’t say things without purpose, or some kinda motive behind his words — it was just like him

⌗ as you arrive outside, you find hajime sitting under a sakura tree, and you think to yourself of the irony behind that sight, the cliche of it

⌗ he’s staring off into the rustling trees while you approach him carefully before sliding down on the tree, opposite from the side he was leaning against

⌗ “hey.”

⌗ “hey..” you would mumble back before letting out a breath. “i guess i have some explaining to do, don’t i?”

⌗ and so you tell everything you’d concluded after your encounter in the hall with tooru

⌗ long before you would connect the dots, hajime will have done so just by the changes in your expressions

⌗ you liked him. he didn’t think you ever would, considering how good you guys are as friends — but he could tell that you felt the same way as he did.. just that you hadn’t acknowledged it yet or realized for yourself

⌗ that brings up a new question. “riddle me this, if the letter was in fact for me, how would you have felt?”

⌗ pause. what? a who now?

⌗ “it would be weird to see you with someone else.” you finally answered, raising a brow. “why? did someone confess to you?”

⌗ a laugh left his lips as he shook his head. “no y/n, i was not confessed to, i’m just testing something.” he answered truthfully, quieting his laughter. “you said it was weird for you to see me with someone else. why is that?”

⌗ your hands felt clammy. why was he asking so many questions all of the sudden? and why so many regarding how you feel? it’s not like you could explain — even you didn’t understand!

⌗ “because it just- is!” you would blurt in defense, becoming increasingly more flustered with his inquiries. what were you, a criminal? was it a crime to feel a certain way without explanation?

⌗ and then he would shift around the tree to see your face, noting the way you covered your cheeks.

⌗ you gave away so much without even knowing what you were doing

⌗ “okay.” he would begin, letting out a breath. “so what if it was you being with me?” he asked after a moment to think — to phrase it right, as he moved to be in front of you, kneeled on the grass. “what if you were with me, how would that make you feel?”

⌗ you, with hajime? that.. wasn’t something you considered. maybe one time you thought of making a pact to get married when you both reached your forties — but other than that..

⌗ “i don’t know- i haven’t.. thought of it.” why were you so nervous now? the morning breeze made it brisk — why were you feeling all warm?

⌗ “well, then what do you think now if i asked you out, to be with me?” to be more than my best friend, he wanted to add.

⌗ and you were starstruck, completely shocked by the question because hajime, of all people, the least likely to ask this of you, is asking it.. right this second, in front of you.

⌗ no letter needed

⌗ and who were you to refuse when you wanted to be with him, too.

notes. i sped through this with one working braincell so i’m not sure how good this is.. but i hope it fulfills your needs of a slice of life iwa-chan :’)

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𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐔𝐏 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀

#. SERIES: genshin impact

#. MATCHUP: cyno

#. SMALL THINGS: matching bracelets, pressing foreheads together, laying between his legs as you both read the same book, listens to you ramble about your passions, comes up with your own unique jokes (they’re dumb still but they’re yours), looks at you like you’re the only thing that matters to him, brags about you to his friends, matching plushies

THANK YOU FOR PARTICIPATING IN MY 100 FOLLOWERS EVENT !

cyno on TOP FR

congrats on 100 luma<33 just a quick question, can i ask for a drabble (with wriothesley maybe? cause ik cyno and kazuha are in ur oc ships so i’ll feel bad asking bc i understand ab that frfrfr) & a match up? :0 i’ll make my forms once i get confirmation for both :>

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐕𝐀

featuring — cyno, y/n y/l/n

summary — your crush finds you studying in the akademiya library late at night and offers some support.

warnings — cyno x gn!reader, tired!reader, fluff, soft!cyno, confession, he makes a dumb joke at the end

messages from the galaxy — hi sky!! idk much about wriothesley unfortunately :( but i will write for cyno for u bc im not as attached to him as i am with like kazuha, xiao, or scara (plus i make exceptions like this for friends if im not completely attached to them) hope u enjoy <33 i’ll get to ur matchup when u send the form!!

the dim lights above you were the only thing keeping your papers visible in front of you. it was late at night and you needed to turn in an essay the next day that you were barely prepared for.

you were tired and drained from school. the work was piling up and it was exhausting you. you kept pushing through but eventually you felt like you were going to crack.

“what are you doing up so late?” a stern voice pulled you out of your deep thoughts. “cyno!” you exclaimed, nervously. sure, you might’ve been your average akademiya student but you managed to become good friends with the general mahamatra.

“i have an essay due tomorrow and i barely started it,” you explained, turning your attention to him.

“hm,” the white haired man hummed. “may i keep you company?” he asked, glancing at the seat beside you. “perhaps i can help.”

“i’d love that. thank you, cyno,” you replied, sighing in relief. he smiled to himself, taking his seat.

cyno was a great help, he pointed out key details and descriptions in your books and helped you implement them into your essay.

even after you finished your essay, you wanted to stay and chat with him. he was so busy that you barely got to have a conversation with him.

“thank you, cyno. i don’t think i could’ve gotten this essay completed so quickly without you,” you said, gratefully. “it’s my pleasure, you know i’m always here for you, y/n.”

“oh, well thank you for that. i don’t know what i’d do without you,” you responded, avoiding eye contact due to being slightly flustered by his words. “me either. i value having you in my life. you’re a great person and tighnari thinks we’d be great together,” he admitted, without thinking.

“what?” cyno’s eyes widened, finally realizing what he said. “my apologizes. i didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” he shook his head. “do you…like the idea of us being together?” you asked, deciding you could blame sleep deprivation if he declined.

“i..i do,” he responded, inching closer to you. slowly, you tilted your head, kissing his lips. he cupped your face and melted into the kiss.

once you pulled away, he leaned his forehead against yours.

“you must be a dictionary, because you add so much meaning to my life,” cyno said. “enough with the jokes!” you pulled away, laughing over how corny it was.

he meant it though. you meant so much to him.

diorlumx productions, 2023

໒⦂ 𝐀𝐓 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐈’𝐌 𝐓𝐑𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.

synopsis. you’ve been having a hard week with your studies, so hajime has taken it upon himself to lighten the load a bit, even if his actions are minimal.

genre. comfort + fluff

tw. discussion of bad eating habits, mentions of starvation and codependency.

for @melukonova <3

hajime iwaizumi x gn!reader.

⌗ the last thing hajime likes to see is you blue. it just hurts his soul to see you distressed and under pressure like you have been as of late.

⌗ so when you’re not taking care of yourself, that’s his cue to step in and make sure you’re getting your daily needs fulfilled, that way they aren’t neglected in a way that can get you sick.. which is the last thing you need.

⌗ when he sees your water bottle or sippy cup empty ( i have a starbucks venti sized one bc ppl often say it encourages you to drink when a straw is in sight, so i use that even if i have to refill it a few times ), he’ll take it ( you probably won’t notice anyway ) and fill it back up for you.

⌗ haven’t been eating enough or depriving yourself until you finish that one assignment / problem you’ve been stuck on? this is your reminder to eat or he’s bringing you to the kitchen because he cooked you a gourmet meal with all the minerals you need to keep you going. do not deprive yourself of food! you need your energy.

⌗ can’t finish it? that’s okay. you eat what you can, even if it’s just a couple bites — so long as you eat, he’s happy! he made or brought it just for you with your needs in mind to be able to work as effectively as you can without forcing your body through it. and if you’re worried about wasting food if you didn’t finish, don’t worry, he’ll take them to stray cats and dogs.

⌗ tough time doing chores? that’s okay, he’s there through it all. even if he’s a voice on the phone or text messages, he’s there until you get through all of them.

⌗ words of encouragement? they might not be the usual ones you hear, but he’s got you covered.

⌗ if it gets too much and you really can’t handle the pressure, he’s rushing over to your doorstep, no questions asked.

⌗ when you open the door, he’s got his arms out already to hug you for as long as you need it.

⌗ and when you truly can’t take it anymore, he’s there to turn off the computer, close the textbooks and notes you left open, and takes you to the bathroom into a warm bath he prepared to wash your worries away before bed.

it’s after eight and you’re already brimming with anxiety. the last meal you had was that half-assed sandwich you threw together this morning before rushing out the door for school.

your stomach was growling, but you had to finish this assignment. it had been put off one too many times already — today was the due date, it had to be done if you wanted a good enough grade to satisfy yourself. even if that sadly meant denying yourself of your essential needs.

having had enough distractions for the day, you silenced your phone with do not disturb, in hopes of finishing your work faster.

unfortunately, you hadn’t considered the consequences of that.

headphones in, blaring your usual study playlists, you hadn’t noticed the knock on your door. hadn’t noticed the fresh air spill into your room from the crack in doorway, and hadn’t noticed your boyfriend in the doorframe.

a tupperware of takeout food in one hand and what looked to be a biodegradable dixie cup of tea in the other. yet he was still invisible.

it wasn’t until he placed the food down to squeeze your shoulders, that you finally acknowledged your his existence.

“oh- haji, i didn’t hear you come in..” you sighed in relief, relaxing your eyes as you removed your headphones to hear him properly. “what’re you doing home early? i thought you had work until late..”

the olive eyed male rose a brow before letting out a quiet hum. “they let me off early today so i got you your favorite and some peppermint tea.” he answered with a smile, averting his gaze to the screen before you. “still at it, i’m assuming?”

a small laugh left your lips. “still at it.” you confirmed, rubbing the building sleep out of your eyes. “got a lot due this week so i wanted to finish quickly to have more time for us this weekend.”

“of course,” he almost wanted to say, as it was expected — given it was your usual reasoning, and a decent argument. spare time was always good, however you deserved rest too, and it wasn’t like tomorrow wouldn’t be a possibility to finish the rest. “i get it.” he responded finally before kissing your temple. “although i think you’re due for a nice meal and some shuteye for working as hard as you have.” he finished tenderly, closing your notebook for you.

it made you whine a little when he did, as you were insistent on finishing, but the kisses and squeezes on your shoulders had you giving in.

you supposed a small change of plans wouldn’t hurt too much.

and so he pushed the container in front of you, sliding the tea closer before pulling up a stool you normally piled textbooks on. perhaps he emptied it while you weren’t looking.

with a soft exhale, and perhaps the growl of your stomach, you pried the lid off, basking in the tempered steam and smell. hajime just knew you too well.

your face heated a little at the thought as you leaned in close with your chopsticks, muttering a soft word of thanks before digging in.

iwaizumi, having eaten already, simply kept you company, rubbing your back gently before leaning in to whisper. “you did amazing today, i’m proud of you.” a warm smile. “don’t forget that.”

notes. hi sky, little late but i tried to write this as quick as i could for you since it felt like an emergency request by the time frame and wording</3 anyway i hope this helps and that you feel better mami, be sure to take care of yourself when you study or i’m sending BALD iwa. let this be your warning because it’s important to eat and drink water and have sufficient rest while studying, cuz how else are you gonna remember😐

sea salt ice cream >>>>

wishing to see him drink caprinas in his small form

heres a kingdom hearts inspired sketch bc i think he's eating sea salt ice cream in his splash art (coping)

if ellie’s ur n1 fan im ur second biggest fan <33

I ACCEPT THIS AAAA<33 thank you for being my fan too luma 🫶 and i’ll be your second biggest fan too :P

hi tumblr crush hi im your simp and no. 1 fan mwah i worship you for writing such good content it is giving🤲

my writing is alright at best </3 but it’s more for people’s enjoyment and such! but hi my no 1 fan and simp, i heart you lots<333 hopefully it’ll continue to give in that case :>

my college experience thus far!

a/n: have fun experiencing college through my eyes, major will not be specified! will definitely be a stem major though in certain scenarios

characters: haikyuu and genshin x gn! reader ; college au with iwaizumi, cyno, kuroo, tooru

warnings: mentions of rejection, these will vary in size because some of the men are not very present in my life anymore nor had a huge interaction (very short hcs because i do not interact enough with others and it shows… kidding. sorta LMAO.)

tooru - the high school best friend

it wasn’t like you guys planned to kiss while watching anime on a saturday night during hanging out

you weren’t a rebound either for his last girlfriend who decided that he prioritized volleyball over him

he did his best to make sure that your friendship was his main priority which is why he always had spoiled you in silly ways, even his parents and family members took such a liking to you

you were rather enjoyable and you pushed tooru to focus on his grades but you never forced him into anything that he was not ready for

which leads back to this moment where you’re outside of your car, not expecting the night to go as it did

you guys ended up having a brief talk before a call from your parents about your curfew

tooru never ended up going to college but he supported your decision to go and let you study with him while he worked on his career for volleyball

“are you sure that you’re ready for a relationship again, tooru?”

and with a quick tilt of his head and a slight smirk as he whispered, “have i ever steered you wrong, y/n?” he smiled as he closed the distance between your lips again before opening your car door, “see you tomorrow.”

iwaizumi - your first college best friend

you two had gotten paired up with two other individuals in your group, it was all your first class together in college. everything is new and different, jetlag included for some (iwaizumi)

he ended up falling asleep and missing an 8 am class, big mistake for this huge group project that you all had made. luckily, you got his instagram account.

it was surprisingly empty on his account so you could not figure out much about him but he had responded later on in the evening to your surprise which blossomed a very close bond between the two of you…

though only just being friends could not only be enough for you, he was everything that you could ever imagine and more as a partner.

after thinking on it enough, one day you decided to tell him how you feel to see if it had been reciprocated.

sure enough, iwaizumi needed time... and you were okay with that. you knew giving him time would be what was best for you both. luckily your friendship had survived it.

after enough time, he finally approached you in person and asked if you would like to hang out and walk around campus.

and eventually, he asked you out to dinner to your favorite restaurant on campus… the food court where you both made it official.

kuroo- we have chemistry together

this guy…

you met him in your chemistry lab together, he made a small comment in your direction about titrations since you could not get the water to be a light pink color. he still wore this devilish smirk on his face as he looked in your direction.

clearly he was messing with you, though bokuto also had been in for it as well… that poor guy had to deal with kuroo constantly.

he managed to make you laugh though on several occasions. you both eventually ended up studying together because of this, it was never intentional how you fell for him.

boy was it a slow play of his, several semesters had passed and you two had several occasions where he eventually started to play a game to see when you would text back since you had been so busy with work yourself.

eventually, you both started to text more and more…

random conversations would come up like “is it gay if you kiss the homies goodnight when they wear socks but you don’t?”

you managed to morph yourself into his friend group, getting all their approval. somehow, they planned to get you two together.

your new friends and you had managed to get a table at a restaurant for ramen. it was rather delicious and the noodles tasted fresh before he jokingly asked you what is the most cliche date ever. though, what you didn’t realize — was he was actually asking you out…

“let’s go to the aquarium, i can tell you the chemistry of how things work there. so how about it?”

dumbfounded. all you could say was sure before waiting for a few other hangouts before your eventual ‘date’. you needed confirmation so you didn’t accidentally find yourself falling for a man who didn’t love you back.

“kuroo… are you asking me out on an actual date?”

“do you want it to be?” there was no hesitation in his words as he picked out another awful outfit for your guys’ date. it would be rather ridiculous to be this dressed up for an aquarium.

and that’s how you managed to get your first kiss stolen.

cyno - a pokemon nerd

you two had met in your recent physics class, you both had failed miserably on your first exam.

“did you get higher than a 0.3?”

“no…”

did anybody??? no. the average was a 0.5 out of 2, a solid 25%! gross.

this exam led you two to talk more, you eventually found out how big of a closeted nerd he was. he tried his best to sound cool in front of you but he forgot about all of that when you mentioned the words ‘pokemon tcg’.

you opened up a can of worms that you hadn’t even realized existed at all… not that you weren’t a fan!

trading card games were not your forte though… you tried your best to get an understanding of how to play, he rated your deck and everything — trying to help you get a sense of the game.

eventually, you guys spent every day after the lecture together. you guys got lunch and you both were talking while playing.

though, cyno couldn’t take it anymore. he needed to call you, he needed to talk. he just needed somebody to hear him out

or so you thought…

he just needed you to hear him out.

“y/n, i can’t shake this feeling that you’re meant to be my player two. there’s something here and i want to pursue it with you, if you’ll let us.”

screaming, literally screaming internally. was he that sleepy? but you heard correctly.

“y/n? did i lose you? was that too forward?” he wanted to make a pun to stop the awkward tension until he heard you speak up.

“how could i cy-no when i feel the same?” you guys were both laughing before you got in your car and started driving to him as you guys called. a simple ice cream date, he said… yet all of these puns about ice cream were NOT on the agenda from what you thought it would be…

“my favorite day of the week is sunday. do you get it? it’s because-”

“you can have sundaes? it always makes me melt to be with you.” he was caught off guard.

perhaps it was an (n)ice day for you both…

melukonova, 2023. 𓂃 ☄︎

omg hi sky!! thank you for the follow <33

hi mikan!! i saw you around on friends’ boards so i wanted to follow you and support you here too :D i hope you’re doing well<333

11:30 PM. YOUR WONDERWALL AWAITS.

xiao x gn! reader, a drabble.

info: dystopian x cyberpunk au, inspiration from progenitor animation with albedo on youtube by dillongoo, the maze runner series & cyberpunk edgerunners!

tw: you are a robot here, minor mentions of injuries as well as blood loss, possible ooc xiao since this is my first time writing him, xiao is emotionally constipated, open ended.

a/n: just a random thing i thought up of while thinking late at night. very short and extremely unedited, just letting my brain run in peace. enjoy~

a normal summer day, that’s all that you were hoping for today and that is the exact opposite of what you were getting currently as you ran away from the fatui, just what was their fascination with you when you were a simple human? so utterly wrong that you were for thinking the simplest thought after being thrown out for the chip that you harbored in your neck, the code to the cure of psychosis that was hidden inside of you by one of the war generals, nahida of wisdom.

you knew that, of course, it would not be long before you were found out as a realistic human ai so you kept running until you were able to find a way to a desolate area. it was rather beautiful, still with the sun around perfectly in place between the rather teal trees. you could tell they were dying slowly, the color of the leaves were turning a slight gray. the crinkles from the leaves that you had made were too great for another person who was here with you. you hadn’t realized that another fatui soldier had snuck up on you as you pulled out your rapier, fast and quick — just as the pace of your running.

leave, begone. i don’t wish to hurt you.

a voice spoke quietly to you before it vanished instantly, it sounds as if it was all around you, like it had owned the domain that you had suddenly entered. were you safe here if it seems less deteriorating than the rest of the world? you came upon an oasis of some kind, away from the fatui at that. your inner thoughts started consuming you once you smelled the fresh air that had been contrasting to your usual murky, smoke filled air. you knew this had turned into some kind of guilty pleasure before you noticed a blade cut your cheek as somebody appeared with the knife in the grass below you.

“i knew it.” he spoke quietly before a lance appeared in his hands, the sharp end of his weapon now starting to dig into your clothes. “what are you doing here, robot? you shouldn’t be able to make it to such a place as my temple.” he glared before released his blade as you let out a small breath of relief. no paradise could be free of punishment for you somehow, right? “K0S-M0S, from the current war, i’ll ask again. what pathetic reason are you here for now?”

you managed to develop a sense of empathy over the years as you tried to come up with several possibly solutions to speak your words. finally, a sound solution to speak to a stranger came to your mind. “i come in peace to run away from the war, i’m tired of being used for the good of mankind. i seek refuge for only an hour to catch my breath.”

the forest green hair male could only chuckle slightly in pity as he swung his blade to face upward next to him. “these ai are getting smart, master zhongli was right about this much. you’ve even gained a personality at that. is that even real blood?”

you then carressed your wound at his words, had something happen to you overnight? this blood was black and perhaps, you were able to bleed finally. you became human without realizing the oil that spilled from your cheek, in shock even — the male could tell. you shook your head for a moment as you sternly look towards him, “that… wasn’t supposed to happen. though, you work for zhongli so i can only expect you have some knowledge of my existence, are you planning to report me?” you stated as you got in a ready stance for fighting.

“master zhongli faked his death several years ago in order to prevent the war from coming here and i, as his protector, have a sworn duty to get rid of outsiders. perhaps if another were here to stop you, you would have been lucky.” he stated before getting in his own ready stance, swiftly attacking… and yet it never came.

“that’s enough general alatus.” a deep voice spoke as the male had almost made a precise point, knowing exactly where each unit had their cores. you had to thank the older gentleman that had saved your life just now. “we have a contract in order to not kill (y/n), they are within safe grounds.” he stated before stepping down each step of the gold and white front of the temple with his hands behind his back as he had a good look at you.

“zhongli… what are you doing here? nahida had said to lay low but i hadn’t been aware that it was this low.” you raised an eyebrow before being knocked to the ground by this ‘general atalus’ as he hit your legs with the back of his lance, just to temporarily put you at a disadvantage.

“i believe that you being here shows enough proof of what nahida can be capable of, the outside was never where you belonged and the fatui is deadset on using you to exploit the process of psychosis quicker with that chip in your neck as well.” zhongli had try his best to give you an explanation with the best of his abilities as the god of contracts before gesturing to his knight in shining armor, “xiao, let’s give our guest a place to rest for a moment. you will be watching over them as they are re-energizing for the day.”

xiao could only sigh at the change of events in his own life to now, he sworn to zhongli that he would do anything in his power to protect the ideals that his master had given him as a goal once the war was over. once xiao wrapped your arm around his own and pulled you close, you both ended up walking up the stairs. he then realized how ineffective it would be before picking you up bridal style — to which you felt your heart beat a bit.

heart?

you had a feeling that there was more than nahida was letting on now. why was this all so realistic all of the sudden? she has too many questions to answer once you got back into the regular world. seeing as now you had a place to sleep again, you decided to take into it and sink yourself into the bed before seeing that you were being watched again.

“what are you staring at? get some rest already.” he stated before looking out towards the night sky, “zhongli said to watch over you so i’m following orders.” he kept his gaze out before you noticed it too, a code written on his neck too, A1ATUS.

sure he was rather rough with his words but you would be in good hands, knowing that this man was a protector in tevyat’s war too and for justice at that. you were able to close your eyes and cuddle up in the blankets, all while xiao had been close by to watch over you and protect you. perhaps he had felt that you and him were rather similar in this world to understand such peace finally?

melukonova, 2023. 𓂃 ☄︎

obee :>

໒⦂ 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄’𝐒 𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐐𝐈𝐍𝐆.

synopsis. the general of the xianzhou luofu is absolutely knocked out, nowhere to be found, and you’re left to look after of his son retainer.

genre. fluff + crack

tw. secondhand embarrassment..

for @melukonova <3

jing yuan x gn!reader.

“i am not a child!” the blond haired swordsman whined out, sheathing his icy blade. “therefore i do not need babysitting!”

you let out a sigh, throwing your bow on your back as you caught up to the fuming teen. “i don’t wanna look after you anymore than you want me to. but your dad- i mean, mentor, ordered me to.” a chill ran down your spine. “and i don’t even want to know what would happen if i disobeyed and lost you.”

the dozing general, as your good friend sushang called him, was all lax and carefree until angered. you being you, the last thing you wanted was to see first hand what that anger looked like. after all, they did say the calmer ones are scarier when they snap.

yanqing eyed you for a moment before letting out a huff, unfazed by her reasoning. “what makes you think i would get lost? i’m perfectly capable of handling myself, i’ve been doing so for years now!” he argued before drawing out a hum. an idea. “but..” he dragged out, peering at you from the peripheral of his gaze. “if you want to waste your day chasing me around, i suppose you’ll have to keep up!”

and just like that, the boy was gone within a sprint.

your palm came in contact with your forehead as you let out an ( exasperated ) sigh. normally you would have left the kid to do his thing, but with the mara-struck soldiers around and all sorts of dangerous beings.. it wasn’t wise to leave him on his own, even if his skills rivaled or outnumbered your own.

“this kid is gonna be the death of me.” with that in mind, you bolted after him. “wait up!”

yanqing didn’t dare slow down as he maneuvered his way through the artisanship commission — a favored place of his. for awhile he’d been eyeing a sword there, but sadly.. he’d spent his entire paycheck upon receiving it.

which for reference, was last week..

however, two days ago yuan had provided him with the necessary credits to purchase the blade. hence his pursuit for the antique store.

when his peridot eyes found his destination, they sparked with relief when they caught sight of the sword. his prayers had been answered! no one bought it!

he took the antique meticulously into his hands, as though afraid it could shatter if handled incorrectly, as he brought it up to the counter.

“sir yanqing, you’ve returned!” the storekeeper greeted, smiling brightly. “the sword’s been waiting for you the entire week! since no one has come to purchase it, it seems it was meant to be with you after all!”

the ice user let out a chuckle, folding his arms proudly across his chest . “it seems so!” he grinned before reaching into his pocket. “same amount as before?”

a nod. “same amount!”

relieved to hear it hadn’t gone up in price, yanqing continued his search.. only to come out empty handed.

the boy blinked in surprise, reaching into another pocket.. and nothing again.

“i must have left it at the estate!” he mentally scolded himself before looking up with a blush coating his cheeks. “i-i um.. left my wallet at home.. is there any chance you can hold onto the sword while i get it?” he asked, praying the shopkeeper would say yes, but his apologetic smile said otherwise.

“i’m sorry sir yanqing, it would go against the store policy since we’re an antique shop — you sort of find what you can get..”

the young prodigy paled, whispers entering his ears around him about the blade. if he left, someone was sure to take it!

“what to do, what to do..”

“yanqing, there you are! i’ve been looking everywhere for you.” you called out, glancing between the blond and the store clerk. “were you going to buy this?”

his eyes widened at your ability to have caught up so quickly. he thought he’d lost you amidst the twists, turns and teleportation! it seemed his methods in slipping away still needed work. he could only wonder how the general had perfected his so well.

parting his lips, yanqing felt the need to interrogate you on your abilities in finding him, but he closed them right after, his curiosity faltering. “it doesn’t matter, i left my credits at home so i can’t buy it.” he mumbled back, cheeks burning as the words left his mouth. how could he have made such a rookie mistake?!

a hum left your lips at his reasoning before you reached into your utility belt, pulling out a sum of credits you’d received just yesterday. “how much is the weapon?” you stepped forward, holding out the bills in your hand.

the blond nearly felt his jaw drop at your actions. were you going to pay for him?? he couldn’t allow that — it wasn’t right!

“w-wait, y/n! i can just get another one some other time!” he blurted, tugging on your wrist to pull you back.

however, you ignored him. “will this be enough or does it cost more?” you asked, refocusing your gaze on the shopkeeper — who looked almost dumbfounded. how much did cloud knights earn?!

“um- it will do, y-yes..” the owner answered quietly, popping the register open before grabbing a tote. “would you like a bag with that..?”

you looked towards your blond companion, nudging him out of his daze. “bag or no bag?”

“n-no bag..” yanqing answered quietly, taking the blade off the counter before sheathing it at his hip.

the walk to the estate was quiet, minus the rustling of the trees and gossiping of birds.

no wonder the general liked his naps so much, it was peaceful and much needed- considering his workload.

yanqing hadn’t spoken a word after saying he didn’t need a bag.

part of him was still disbelieved about it all. if it hadn’t been for you grabbing his wrist to guide him back home, he would’ve remained frozen in his place.

the silence didn’t matter to you though, your job of looking after yanqing was nearing its end. you could return to your post in about twenty minutes worry free.

“y/n, yanqing!” the general greeted at the gates, smiling that cat-like grin he always sported. “i was beginning to think something had happened that required me to save you both.” he teased, sliding his gaze over to his retainer’s hip before letting out a chuckle. “i see you went shopping. is that the one you’ve been eyeing?” he inquired gently, folding his arms comfortably over his chest.

the teen looked up at the albino haired male for a moment before lowering his eyes, shame overcoming him. “a-about that, i left my wallet here.. so y/n bought it for me.” he confessed, flushing like he did before. he felt bad to have you pay, after the way he behaved with you earlier.

and yuan had no issue picking up on this as he let out a hum. “really now?” he questioned softly, peering over at you for confirmation.

surprise crossed your features upon being addressed before you inclined your head. “he was worried someone would buy it if he left the store, so i paid. but it’s no issue at all! t-truly, general..”

the lightning user let out a hum. “i see. well i can’t let your kind actions go to waste.” he spoke up finally, raising a hand to his chin.

“that’s alright- consider it a gift.” you smiled awkwardly, waving your hands dismissively before flitting your eyes to the blond. “i hope the sword finds you well.”

yanqing felt his guilt creeping up on him as he watched you turn before he could say his thanks.

and then his voice found him. “w-wait..!” he blurted out, grabbing your hand, as you did previously to him. “you didn’t let me thank you properly..” the ice user spoke up, swallowing his embarrassment to look over at the golden eyed male beside him for permission. “can y/n stay over for dinner?”

“dinner?? with the general and his retainer?!” you shouted in your head, astonished that the boy was even asking such a thing when all he wanted was to get away from you.

“a-ah, yanqing that’s okay- it was a gift! therefore no payment is required.. and i don’t want to intrude.” your voice quieted at the last sentence, suddenly feeling flushed yourself.

you had a post to get back to and later a box of leftover takeout waiting for you at home. having dinner with the general and his apprentice was completely unheard of!

however, the general in question thought otherwise. “hmm.. i think the kid is right.” jing yuan finally said, lowering his hand to the arm over his chest. “you’re relieved of your duties for tonight. yanqing, show them in while i get dinner started.”

with that, the general was already walking through the gates into his grand estate.

and once more.. you were left to look after his retainer — or in this case, he was left to look after you.

“um.. this way.” the blond brought you out of your trance when he dropped your hand, moving a few steps ahead of you.

the walk was awkward to say the least, he was truly hoping for yuan’s assistance on this, but alas.. he had other plans.

perhaps this was yanqing’s punishment for forgetting his wallet behind. “have you visited here before?” he sliced through the silence, though not as cleanly as his swords would.

you slid your eyes to him, surprised to hear him speak, though you recovered quickly. “a few times to deliver messages, but never beyond the gates.”

the blond nodded in understanding. jing yuan was keen on not mixing home life with work, he liked to preserve his relaxing environment. which made sense, people came home to relax and get away from their job.

he continued onward with you, stopping at the small nook he normally spent time off in to grab what looked to be.. digital checkers?

your brows rose a little. despite yanqing arguing that he was not a child, he sure favored his games.

his eyes met yours — a wordless invitation.

it’s not like there was much to do. anything to pass the time ( and embarrassment ) will do.

“alright, dinner is ready!” the snowy haired general called, walking out with a crockpot in hand — a culinary achievement of his. “who’s hungr-”

“HOW?!” yanqing’s voice tore through his question, causing him to blink. his retainer wasn’t one for losing his cool around others; had he missed something?

you surveyed yuan at the doorway for a second before lowering your eyes to the blond, lifting your shoulders at his outburst. “beginner’s luck?” you asked with an innocent smile.

only, he wasn’t buying it. “no way-! then i demand a rematch to test that statement!”

“how about you let our guest eat first.” the general chimed in, chuckling softly when the boy sharpened up instantaneously. worked every time. “i see you and y/n have been quite busy in my absence.. perhaps i’ll have to try my luck with them as well.” he mused, winking over at you.

your face heated up at the gesture, not having anticipated that of your superior, but you tried not to think too much of it.

sure he was a smooth talker and incredibly handsome. you’d even caught that foxian ambassador selling his pictures once!

however you knew better than to become romantically attached. least of all with your, quote on quote, boss.

even so, you couldn’t help those butterflies that crept into your gut at that wink. it was heart-stopping.

you took the vacant seat the boys had left you- across from yuan, ironically. once again, you tried not to think much of it.

but how could you do that after his fingers brushed yours so delicately when you reached for the ladle?

the way his golden eyes fell to yours and that dreamy look on his face with that lazy smile. no wonder you kept away from the general, you wouldn’t survive a day!

yanqing eyed the exchange, glancing between you and his caretaker. something felt strange in the atmosphere, and at this point, he was rethinking his choices on inviting you to eat. this was.. embarrassing to witness, and he’d had enough of his own share already.

still, it would be rude to send you home or question his guardian’s actions.

that, and he couldn’t help this weird, fuzziness in his chest. the little kid in him that yearned for that familial feeling.

granted, jing yuan on his own was a father figure enough — but right now, sitting at the table between you both.. he couldn’t help the rush of emotions he felt all at once.

he wondered if maybe, you would come again to dinner if he asked you to.

notes. hi queen i was trying so hard to get this out on your birthday but i fr blanked out and the creative juices went dryer than sumeru’s desert😐 anyway i hope this was what you wanted?? went from where’s waldo ( yanqing ) to very fluffy dinner??? first time writing jing yuan AND yanqing too, so i am um.. concerned for the portrayal. but i hope it satisfies you! and happy happy birthdayyy mami, mwah<3

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summary — the most popular guy in school has his heart set on you. but why? was it some kind of joke? you’re determined to get to the bottom of this.

featuring — ajax tartaglia (childe), y/n y/l/n

warnings — childe x fem!reader, childe will be referred to as “childe”, angst, fluff, high school!au, featuring some genshin ships

taglist: @esthelily

“i don’t understand,” you said, shutting your locker. looking down at the love letter in your hands, you furrowed your brows together in confusion.

‘dearest y/n,

after many days of admiring you, i have come to the conclusion that i have fallen in love with you. please accept my feelings. i will be very grateful.

sincerely,

ajax’

huffing, you folded the paper up and shoved it in your backpack pocket. “does he mean it?” “do you accept his feelings?” your best friends, keqing and ganyu, asked.

you didn’t respond immediately. “i dunno.”

the girls looked at each other. “he’s like one of the most popular guys in school! how am i supposed to know if he’s telling the truth?” you exclaimed, pushing the door open to your classroom.

“hello girls,” miss yelan greeted you. “hi miss yelan,” you replied back, smiling sweetly. she returned the smile, allowing you to take your seats.

since there were a few minutes before class began, you went on your phone. you were somewhat startled when you felt a presence sit beside you. which was strange, considering keqing always sat beside ganyu.

out of curiosity, you looked up and glanced at the person. it was childe.

“hey,” he said, winking. your eyes widened in shock. you couldn’t reply because miss yelan started speaking.

“today we’ll be working on an assignment with partners, you may work with friends but if you get too loud, i’ll separate you,” she announced, clasping her hands together.

students began opening up their assignments on their school computers or headed over to their friends’ seats. you leaned towards keqing and ganyu, but your shirt was tugged by childe beside you.

“wanna work with me?” he asked, already having the assignment up. “…sure.” you eyed him suspiciously. it wasn’t like he was a bad person, so you had no reason to reject him.

“did you see my letter?” he asked, watching you attentively as you got the assignment up online. “i did.”

“do you have a response for me?” he almost sounded excited. “not right now,” you simply replied, making his smile drop.

he glanced at his friends and shook his head, which confused you. you paid no mind to it and began working on the assignment with him.

childe was actually really good at algebra. he helped you work through the equations with ease and got the assignment done pretty early.

“hey, come on.” when he saw you go on your phone, he tugged on your sleeve once more. “what?” “let me take you out on a date,” he declared.

“what?!” you stared at him with wide eyes. you’ve never been on a date before, nor have been asked out, unless as a cruel joke. so, who’s to say he was being serious?

“i wanna take you out,” he repeated, smiling brightly. you stared ahead of you, trying to collect your thoughts.

childe, the most popular guy in school, wants to take you out? it seemed out of the question.

“um…” “have you never been on a date before?” childe asked, chuckling slightly and tilting his head. “…no,” you admitted, quietly. “then let me be your first.”

“i’ll have to think about it,” you said, wanting your friends’ input. “let me give you my number. text me when you have an answer,” he told you, pulling his phone out.

handing his phone to you, you hesitantly typed your number in. you handed it back to him, along with your phone so he could put his number in.

once childe finished, he handed it back to you, letting his fingers glide across yours for a split second. you were startled by the sudden touch of his gloved fingers.

he only chuckled at your reaction. you slightly glared at him. it wasn’t like you’ve even held hands romantically before, so feeling an extremely attractive guy’s hands touch you was certainly a new experience.

with that, the bell rang. childe didn’t miss the chance to wink at you before you left the class.

as you and your friends exited the classroom, ganyu asked, “what was that about with childe?” “i don’t know, honestly. he just sat next to me and offered to be my partner for today’s assignment,” you explained, just as out of it as she was.

“ooh who was your partner?~” hu tao, your other friend, asked, teasingly. “stop, it’s not like that,” you groaned, shaking your head. “childe offered to be my partner for today’s assignment.”

“childe?!” the brunette exclaimed loudly. “shh!” you and the girls shushed, seeing heads turn around you. “then he asked me out,” you added.

“he what?!” the girls exclaimed, ignoring their shushes a few moments ago. “he asked me out.” “what did you say?” hu tao immediately asked. “i said i’ll think about it.”

she groaned loudly. “come onnnn, this is the first time someone’s been attracted to you. embrace it!” hu tao shook you. “stop, stop!” you brought her hands off your shoulders. “thanks for letting me know people aren’t attracted to me,” you joked.

“i’m sorry!” hu tao quickly covered her mouth. “it’s alright, i know,” you sighed.

“i wanted to know what you guys thought of it first before i said anything,” you admitted. “say yes!” they all exclaimed. well, part of you wasn’t expecting that answer.

sighing heavily, you finally replied, “alright, let me text him.”

childe replied within seconds, scheduling a date and time with you.

“it’s settled, i’m going in a date with childe.”

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໒⦂ 𝐁𝐄𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒.

synopsis. in which you find yourself falling in love with the player behind the main character of the game you have been coded into.

genre. mild hurt + comfort

for @diorlumx <3

kenma kozume x gn!reader

a normal person wouldn’t believe it if they were suddenly told their life was etched into the very coding of the game, left in the hands of the person behind the screen. but that was reality — yours, and that of many others in your world.

you knew, you knew it all too well, as you were the exception.

why it had been you and not someone else, you were uncertain of, though.

part of you assumed something was wrong with you. that your file was corrupted or that a virus had found its way into your mind and consumed you wholly, allowing you privileges most do not possess.

however another side of you, thought it to be a gift, a blessing of knowledge.

for this love would not be possible, had it not been for the adulteration that allowed this interface between you and kenma kozume.

wheras your life was a singular branch to a great tree that was the story this simulation had created, the boy in front of you right now was none other than the player who controlled your fate with a series of clicks.

the protagonist of your tale.

one with an abundance of choices — each option more pleasant than the last, and yet.. it was you that he chose. the person who had captured his frigid heart and melted the ice away, layer by layer.

“y/n, i know we’re separated by reality.. but i just wanted you to know,” he paused, flushing a bit as his bangs fell over his visage. “that you are the reason i keep coming back to this game — why i keep holding off on finishing it.” he confessed, trailing his eyes back over to find you listening, offering him every ounce of your patience and attention.

he was almost certain any other person would have pushed for him to speak up — but you, you looked at him like he was your whole world. as though you’d waited a thousand years for him, and would wait a thousand more, just to hear the words fall naturally.

a smile lifted your lips as you picked his hands up in yours, squeezing them gently. “i wake up every morning hoping to find you again, kenma-san. wishing upon every star that litters the night sky to answer my dreams of truly being with you.” you answered softly, a bittersweet tone behind your words.

“how i wish i could cross the glass that sunders us from one another..” you finished in a mutter, lowering your gaze to the grassy expanse of the school courtyard. “but alas, fate is a cruel, wicked thing.”

the second year slid his hand underneath your cheek with great delicacy, as though you were made of porcelain. prone to shatter into a million different pieces if not handled with care. “fate is also a wonderful thing.. for allowing me the chance to meet you.” he reasoned quietly, urging you to lift your head and meet his loving gaze.

anyone who knew kenma outside of the protagonist character in front of you now would call him a joke for acting as he was.

to just about everyone, he was the hermit of nekoma high’s volleyball club — the unwilling setter thrust into said position by his childhood friend. but he was more than that, so much more.

kenma in love, displaying his true self, was the best version of himself. and he was right here, standing before you and slowly pouring that tentative heart out to you.

although the universe divided you both into reality and simulation, it was still kind enough to allow you one good, real thing. and that was the opportunity to meet again and again, even if an invisible wall separated you.

notes. i didn’t plan to add angst, but it just felt suited to build emotion.. anyway, i haven’t written much for kenma so i apologize if he is a bit ooc! i figured he would have a more vulnerable side if he’s in love yk? i hope you enjoyed though<3

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update i secured the ice cream

now for another

what did the librarian say to someone who checked out over a hundred books

does the librarian say they checked out a whole library?

i came to annoy you with a dumb joke

what do you call a bee that comes from america OH MY GOD I HEAR THE ICE CRWAM TEUSK

ANSWER THE QUESTION

how to answer because my brain is SO SLOW

ameribee?? 😭 please respond idk what the punch line is

HI SKY!❤️

ANA, HELLO<333 HOW ARE YOU? 🤍

can i request a drabble with tartaglia that is a slowburn? for context, he finds the reader struggling in liyue because she’s homesick but she wanted to go see the world for herself and she doesn’t realize he’s with the fatui either since she’s rather sheltered from life before adventuring.

໒⦂ 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄.

notes. hello anon, i apologize for the delay on getting this out but i hope it’s what you were hoping for! been feeling oddly homesick myself, so i went off a little..

genre. hurt + comfort.

tartaglia x fem!reader.

you’ve long since forgotten the rainforest-like scent that greeted you in the mornings, as the wind greeted your face from the window.

today would officially mark two months since you’d left your cozy homeland of sumeru for the luxurious and bustling liyue.

it had been a breath of fresh air to be in a new place, filled with different people, culture, cuisine, music, history — everything you can imagine and more! the world outside of your home in vimdra village was wondrous and bigger than you could ever have imagined growing up.

but that didn’t stop you from missing home, no matter how badly you wanted to leave. which made you feel a bit crestfallen.

for years you had psyched yourself up about leaving home to see the world of teyvat, as it was a valued dream of yours. you envied the children who had the luxury of traveling the nations in their free time — whereas your life was spent mostly in the village. there was the occasional visit to sumeru city or port ormos, maybe to gandharva ville, but that was it. you couldn’t even recall going to the desert if you had!

but you couldn’t blame your parents entirely, they had moved away from inazuma long ago during the thick of the civil wars in search of a better life. a safer and more beautiful one, than one of bloodshed and conflict. it was for the best, you told yourself once, while asking to venture off and see your parents’ homeland.

and now here you were, the appropriate age according to your parents that deemed you independent.. only, there was this pressing urge to drop everything and go home now.

but that wasn’t an option. you were here to prove yourself and live up to the dreams you set out for yourself!

with that thought in mind, you grabbed your belongings for today’s adventure and exited your humble abode.

the smell of spices filled your senses as you crossed the bridge into liyue harbor, spotting a familiar ginger sat with a bowl of calla lily soup before him. you easily recognized him as tartaglia.

though you knew little of his work, you’d met him once at the northland bank while taking out a sum of money your parents had provided you. he had a friendly face and engaged you with ease, considering how cold you thought snezhnayans would be. it seemed he was an exception.

the ocean eyed male lit up when he met your gaze, a smile crossing his lips. “y/n-chan, over here!” he waved you over, carefree as usual with his gestures. who was he to care if onlookers chose to stare?

your cheeks warmed to the touch as you walked over to him with an awkward smile, taking the vacant seat. “hi tartaglia- sorry i made you wait so long, had a late night.” it wasn’t a complete lie, but you didn’t want to worry the snezhnayan. “did you just get your food?”

he chuckled softly, nodding his head. “that’s alright, work can be like that sometimes.” the ginger knew all too well how hectic his could get. “but yes! xiangling just brought it over, yours is on the way.” he winked, sliding you a pair of chopsticks.

“oh!” you blinked, surprise that he had ordered for you. had he even known what you wanted? “you didn’t have to do that — but thank you, you’ve been so kind to me, tartaglia.” although the people of liyue had welcomed you with open arms, the hydro wielder in front of you was different.

for he too, was away from his real home, and understood that homesick feeling that crept up on you every now and again. it was only natural to miss home, though he had grown used to being away for long durations. his work, whatever it was, demanded that of him.

“nonsense!” he laughed, shaking his head. “i can’t be the only one eating, besides — meals are said to taste better when you’re with someone.”

surprise crossed your features for a moment, hearing those words that had been spoken to you over the course of time. your parents had always told you that very same thing. it was only in liyue that you’d eaten alone, unless a friend was with you.

still, that statement had you smiling, albeit absentminded. “my parents always used to tell me that growing up, and until i had a meal on my own, i hadn’t realized the truth in those words.” you admitted, staring off towards the chasm — beyond the crater to where your village was. part of you wondered now if your family felt different eating without you.

tartaglia could sense the change in your demeanor as he followed your gaze, wondering what was so interesting over there before the realization came to him. sumeru.

he wasn’t sure on how to stop the sadness from creeping up on you. normally he got it out of his system by fighting enemies or occupying himself with work, but you didn’t operate as he did.

it was time for a new method. “did they?” he spoke up after a pause, readdressing her. “my parents taught me the same, and later my siblings.” he added gently, loosing a breath. “sometimes i envy them for being home, no cares for the troubles of the world.” he glanced northward, beyond dragonspine. “but i chose this life for myself with their protection in mind, so jealously won’t get me anywhere.”

your eyes trailed back over to him, the words echoing in your mind for a second before you nodded. tartaglia was right in every way to say that, and hearing that he felt similarly, made you feel less.. alone.

“a special request for y/n-chan~!” xiangling sang, placing the plate down in front of you before you could answer the ginger.

and there sat the last thing you expected to be eating today.

“biryani?” you spoke the name of the dish, looking between her and tartaglia. “but this- this is a sumeru specialty..”

the petite chef gave you a broad grin as she let out a giggle. “well~ i wanted to explore cuisine options from other nations, and the traveler sent me a copy of the recipes with ingredients i can easily get.” xiangling explained before gesturing to the sapphire eyed ginger. “it just so happens that your friend here brought a pouch of padisarah petals for me to execute the recipe to perfection!”

you looked over at your friend for confirmation, to which he smiled. “i was meaning to bring the flowers back for you.. but i may have gotten into a skirmish or two.” he chuckled sheepishly. “which resulted in some collateral damage.. so i brought them here and xiangling said she wanted to try out a recipe for you!”

padisarah flowers were difficult to come across, as you knew the story behind their making. the original ones would never flourish again, after the goddess of flowers’ passing, but the new ones were just as beautiful.

the smells brought a wave of nostalgia as you got up and hugged the girl tightly. “thank you, xiangling — the dish is everything i could ever want and more.” you have no idea how much i needed it.

pleased to hear your satisfaction, the pyro user returned the embrace, laughing cheerfully. “aww, i’m so glad!! please enjoy, and let me know on what i can improve on!”

with that, she released you to eat, though you weren’t quite finished yet.

tartaglia eyed you carefully when you got up, wondering where you might be going off to before your arms were suddenly thrown around him.

now that caught him off guard.

“woah there!” he chuckled, recovering from his initial shock to hug you back. “didn’t paint you as a public displayer of affection!” the male dressed in gray joked, though he received no answer.

he didn’t need one, anyway. the tightening of your arms around him explained enough.

“thank you.” you finally spoke up after a minute, squeezing your eyes shut to prevent your tears. “for everything.”

notes. this can be read as platonic or romantic tbh but anyway i hope this was okay? i wrote it in two sittings so i didn’t really get to read it a million times like i normally do.. anyway, my tears ricochet kinda fits this vibe??

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𝐌𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓, 𝐌𝐘 𝐒𝐊𝐘

featuring — iwaizumi hajime, y/l/n y/n

summary — hajime as your beloved husband. (headcanons)

warnings — husband!hajime, fluff, gn!reader, dedicated to @melukonova

✰— husband!hajime who keeps a polaroid of the both of you in his phone case

✰— husband!hajime who gets teased by oikawa whenever he’s soft for you

✰— husband!hajime who still has photos of you and him from high school saved on his phone

✰— husband!hajime who’s wedding vows made you tear up

✰— husband!hajime who keeps a volleyball signed by you on a shelf

✰— husband!hajime who gives you soothing massages when you’re stressed

✰— husband!hajime who arrives home late at night and sees that you fell asleep on the couch and carried you to bed, pulling the blanket over you and kissing your forehead goodnight

✰— husband!hajime who speaks in a soft tone with you no matter what

✰— husband!hajime who still has a plushie you won for him on your first date

✰— husband!hajime who wouldn’t trade you for the world

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memories of you.

pairing. dan heng il x gn. reader.

summary. over the course of time, even the brightest memories fade — yet you still cling onto something long forgotten by the other.

notes. supposed to be sleeping rn but this just hit me lol it’s kinda short and unedited but likes and reblogs are appreciated!!

You don’t know what hurts more. 

The years you’ve spent apart, or the realisation you’re confronted with, as you come face to face with someone you had long thought to be buried by past memory. 

“Dan Feng?” 

His name comes to your mind — your lips, almost instantaneously, its utterance one of disbelief as you look upon him. You know of the sin he’s committed, and the life he was consigned to within a prison of stone. 

He shouldn’t be here. 

His rebirth had been his escape, his liberation. It gave him a chance to chase freedom — traversing across worlds and the astral seas, without so much of a look at the past he’s left behind him. 

Yet a part of you wishes he did, to hope that he had at least thought of you, to hold some form of sentimentality towards what had once been his home, and the memories cumulated over a thousand years. 

Because you’ve never truly let him escape your memory — his image still haunts you, his name still spoken amongst the stories of old within the Xianzhou. How were you to forget such a person like him? 

But it appears he does not share such sentiments, regarding you coolly, the hope you had held onto crumbling just as quickly, with a single confession upon his lips. 

“I am not Dan Feng.” 

It’s unshakable, the look in his viridian eyes, that holds no semblance of recognition towards you, his cold gaze dismissively passing over you as if you were another cloud knight in his midst. The words aren’t even directed at you — there’s no acknowledgement of your existence. 

The general beside you sighs. You can’t bring yourself to look at him — you can already feel the pitying look he’s cast in your direction. 

There’s a sinking feeling of further disappointment in your chest as he brushes past you, paying you no mind. You can only stand aside and watch him and Jing Yuan converse. You wonder what it is that you look like to him — just another bewildered soldier under the famed general’s command. 

You’re not someone important. But you feel an aching tug on your heart just the same, as the general lets out a soft chuckle at the vidyahara’s words. 

It’s bittersweet really. 

You can picture the same moment from centuries ago, where this hadn’t been such a lonesome reunion beneath grey monotone skies, surrounded by ghosts of the past. 

The skies were clear then, joined by the laughter of a group. And Dan Feng, he had laughed with you, raising a cup in toast. But it’s been reduced to a mere echo in your ears, something you occasionally imagine hearing as you reminisce on memories that only you’re left to hold within your heart. 

It hurts you to see him deny his own existence — to deny the past intertwined with it. And when he finally turns away from Jing Yuan to glance back at you with those eyes of his, it’s an almost familiar scene. 

Yet his eyes are glassy, devoid of light. 

“Who are you?” 

You can only look at him sadly with a tight lipped smile. 

( A faint memory emerges of the day he had confessed against a similar landscape, and he had looked at you with such devout emotion in his eyes. )

For you stand hundreds of years in the future — now strangers to one another, and a forgotten history between you. You’ve been brought back to the beginning again, as if this world is following the cycle of his rebirth, this the first introduction to the one who has no memory of you. 

“I’m… Y/N.” 

It somehow sounds like a final farewell to you — to all you know, as he silently nods. 

“I am Dan Heng.” 

Dan Feng is never mentioned again. He shoots you a blank look when you open your mouth to repeat a name that is long known to be dead to him. He shakes his head and merely repeats the same phrase, voice weighed with dull sincerity. “I am Dan Heng.” 

You sigh, your shoulders slumping. “I’m sorry.” 

It seemed nothing would get through to him. 

You can’t help but still see flickers of him within this new incarnation. He looks as if he’s been plucked from a moment in your memories, as if he was just the high elder of the Vidyahara, quietly gazing into the distance of the Scalegorge waterscape. 

He’s so close, yet so far from the man you once knew.  

You want to believe there is still some fragment of his past self buried within him, but you know that to be a selfish wish. How could you presume to know him after centuries of silence? 

He’s changed. And you’re still just clinging onto a past you cannot let go of — these memories of him. 

Perhaps it’s because you never had a chance to truly say goodbye, your final partings torn away from you alongside the moments where you had been happiest — for they mean nothing when they no longer exist in the mind of the other. 

You don’t want to say those words of farewell. And he doesn’t want you to hold on. 

As to him, he must look back on them as moments of grief, each building up to that final act of transgression. You may not have witnessed the brutality of this world, but he had seen it fall apart before his very eyes — and attempted to piece it back together with his own hands. It’s cost him more than you can presume to imagine. 

He doesn’t want to go back to that. 

He’s paid the price a thousand times over, so much he’s forgotten why. He doesn’t need a cause to remember the pain. 

‘Dan Heng’ doesn’t want to hear any of it, not even when you walk through the place that was once his home, of the history deeply rooted here. Rather, his eyes are constantly drifting to the sky above, where a cluster of stars twinkle in the sky. 

You can tell he wishes to return elsewhere. 

He’s left this world behind long ago — his heart no longer lies here, given up the day he had gone against the principles of life and death that bind your species. 

Perhaps you won’t forget him. 

But to him, you’re a distant memory to the countless futures he’s to live. 

Hi, how are u? If u don't mind, may I request *any genshin characters* with a short female reader who also has a short temper?

໒⦂ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐂𝐒.

notes. hello anon! i’m okay, bit stressed but thank you for asking! i hope you’re doing well<3 i wasn’t sure on who to do and whether or not you had a preference for girls or boys — so i mixed them up :’) chose headcanon format since it was better suited, enjoy!

genre. chaotic + fluff

ft. alhaitham, ajax ( tartaglia / childe ), ayato kamisato, miko yae, lisa minci

short female! reader.

     ➫    𝓐𝗟𝗛𝗔𝗜𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗠   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ you know what’s even more frustrating than living with alhaitham? it’s reaching the top shelf when you want to grab books.

⌗ that “feeble” ass scholar put the books of your favorite genre up on the highest tier because he doesn’t read them as often and prefers having his usual picks within reach.

⌗ ..or he just did it to hear you call out to him to come grab them off the shelf because kaveh is so nitpicky about moving furniture. meaning that in grabbing a chair or stool for leverage, you would risk an argument between the married couple, with the accusations going towards alhaitham, rather than you.

⌗ drama, basically. so you try to avoid it at the expense of your own dignity. and you SWEAR every time you call the scribe over, he’s got this silent, but smug aura about him and the faintest smirk. because oh, he knows what it does to that burning flame of frustration inside you.

⌗ sometimes he might grab the book and act as though he’s handing it to you before lifting it over your head, and it’s like a declaration of war.

⌗ “not funny, scribe.”

⌗ “to you.”

     ➫    𝓐𝗝𝗔𝗫   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ thought alhaitham was bad? think again.

⌗ tartaglia is a teasing little shit when it comes to your vertically challenged self, always walking up and coming to pat your head or drape his arm ( sometimes even body ) on you with this innocent smile on his lips ( don’t be fooled ). meanwhile you’re struggling to bear his weight. smh.

⌗ if he ever does something to infuriate you, it usually ends with you pulling him down by the collar of his shirt to give him a piece of your mind. meanwhile he’s just laughing it up, which makes you all the more flushed and annoyed.

⌗ he likes to come up from behind you and babble or coo in your ear about how compact you are in his arms, teasing you with his words since it flusters you. your voice would pick up in pitch when tartaglia does this, and he only chuckles before peppering kisses all over you.

⌗ if there’s something you can’t quite reach and he witnesses you struggling to grab it, he’ll sneak up and pick you up to offer the leverage you need. of course it startles you when he does this, while he’s just holding you up simba style ( yes, yes he would do this ).

⌗ when he comes home from work, no matter how tired he might be, he rushes to your shared bedroom and spoons you, cooing a cheesy nickname and sweet nothings while he cuddles you.

⌗ “aw come now~ it’s only the truth that you’re my little munchkin<3 i could just eat you up!”

     ➫    𝓚𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗦𝗔𝗧𝗢 𝓐𝗬𝗔𝗧𝗢   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ another menace, what is up with hydro men istg..

⌗ he’s usually subtle about things, sly when he teases you about your height. you could be going off on him about something while he’s just doing the closed eye smile. but you swear there’s a smugness behind it that he hides TOO DAMN WELL.

⌗ purposely has things just SLIGHTLY out of reach to hear you call out to him for his help, as you’d be left with way of getting what you need without the help of your adoring boyfriend!

⌗ it takes a sigh and his name before he’s sauntering over, well aware of what you’re going to ask of him. and you struggle each time to get the words out, as the ice holding your pride thins even further.

⌗ yet he still asks what you called him over for, JUST to hear the words. “yes darling? what did you need me for?” there’s the SLIGHTEST emphasis on ‘need’ because that man KNOWS.

⌗ when he’s doing paperwork, sometimes he calls you over to where he’s sitting in the office, and just puts you on his lap. a makeshift chin rest, which has you bubbling with annoyance. but you can’t lie, his clothing is soft to the touch and his warmth serenades you. so the anger all but dissipates.

⌗ whenever the breeze picks up, he’ll drape his overcoat over your shoulders, which just looks like you’re drowning in bedsheets.

     ➫    𝓨𝗔𝗘   𝓜𝗜𝗞𝗢   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ and so, the one worse than all of those men combined.. enters the mix.

⌗ miko is one for making sly comments that’s for certain. so teasing you.. will not come as a surprise, in fact- it will be very frequent that she does this.

⌗ DUDE SHE USES THE FALSE SYMPATHY THING ISTG. the whole, “aww, poor little thing can’t reach? you need your dearest most capable lover to grab that for you?” and your face is just burning with embarrassment and frustration.

⌗ pets your head very often AND YET YOU CAN’T PET HERS WHEN SHE’S THE ONE ALWAYS GOING ON ABOUT HER FOX FORM. what in the name of hypocrisy is this.

⌗ strangely protective over you? you’re her adorable little cutie, the last thing she’d want was for you to be hurt! be it emotionally or physically. so she has a somewhat possessive aura surrounding her when it comes to other people. maybe it’s a youkai thing, you’re not that sure, but she tends to keep you close to her.

⌗ if you’re taking too long while someone is talking to you, especially during meetings and discussions for the publishing house, expect her to wrap her arms around you while lowering her chin to your shoulder, eyeing the person across from you with an ‘innocent’ smile.

⌗ wondering who’s the big spoon during cuddle sessions? certainly not you.

     ➫    𝓛𝗜𝗦𝗔   ୨୧   ˎˊ˗

⌗ cut from the same cloth as miko honestly. atp it’s tall electro women with catalysts, there is no other reason.

⌗ now lisa is also one to tease, always cooing words into your ear which has you flustered beyond help. worst part is when she does it in the library and tells you to be quiet since you’re one to get loud. talk about UNFAIR.

⌗ if you’re ever annoyed about something or having a hard day, you can count on lisa to sit you on her lap with her hand on your head, gently urging you to rest on her chest ( pure heaven honestly ). and she’ll let you rant about your worries to her. she’s so mother.

⌗ while working, lisa tends to tire easily, so sometimes she might ask you to grab a book for her. to mess with you, occasionally she asks for something high up just to witness your struggling before eventually approaching to grab it</3

⌗ “you couldn’t have done that five minutes ago.. i was over here jumping and shuffling like a fool!”

⌗ “but it wouldn’t have been as fun to witness, cutie~! you should have seen how adorable you looked<3”

⌗ lisa likes to sleep for longer durations since again, she tires very easily. might be because of her lore where her life span was cut in half, but not sure.. ANYWAY. so if you’re sleeping together and you wake up before her? forget it, you’re not moving an inch. you’re in her arms until she awakens. you don’t wanna deal with angry lisa..

notes. super sorry for the delay, i’ve been busy as of late but i hope these characters are okay and that you’re satisfied with the outcome? i tried to follow what you wanted as best as i could</3 anyway hope you enjoy!

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