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Ophelia's River

Characters: Multifandom. Bungou stray dogs, twisted wonderland, genshin impact, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, your faves

Summary: They find you, but only sorrow is held in their hearts

Warnings: Death, suicide, angst

Neuvillette, Kaeya, Ayato, Diluc, Alhaitham, Zhongli, Xiao, Malleus, Lillia, Azul, Jamil, Vil, Riddle, Dazai, Chuuya, Fyodor, Giyuu, Tengen, Tanjiro, Sanemi, Douma, Muzan, Gojo, Geto, Megumi, YOUR FAVES

It was a usual sunny day, birds chirping, and flowers blooming. A scene out of a fairy tale, one might say, but the clouds darkened over the bright horizon. There was a river, a beautiful sight really, surrounded by small flowers and leaves from the trees that floated down. It was quite calming, if it weren’t for the far away thunder from the dark clouds. A seemingly young man, blissfully unaware, walked in the peaceful scene as he admired the beauty

What he didn't notice was what laid in the cold running river. In the river, one with beautiful clear water running through and leaves that acted as little boats, laid a figure in a beautiful gown. They were lifeless and surrounded by gorgeous flowers that were freshly picked, and that lifeless body was you. Your hands were out, as if you took a knife to the chest. The man, your former lover, finally saw what was in the river where the drowning flowers drowned with the love of his life.

He wanted to scream, scream so loud that it shook the trees but he couldn't. His mouth was agape as he stared at his lifeless lover that laid dead in the stream. He wanted to pull you out, and save you but you were beyond saving. He noticed the gorgeous dress that you laid in was one he bought them for an outing. An outing that was going to happen that night, but now it's lost to the ever running river that killed his darling.

Tears streamed down his face, joining in the running river. He fell to his knees at the edge of the river bed, it now a deathbed for his darling love. He didn't want to believe you were dead, denial plagued his heart. He choked back many sobs as he tried to keep his composure in hopes his love would miraculously wake up. But when you didn't, it shattered his heart.

What was holding him back from jumping in that river and drowning by your side? He could have done it, but something kept him stuck to his knees on the riverbed. He let the tears flow as he let go of all his dignity. No one was watching him except your lifeless corpse. He noticed a flower floating his way in the river current.

He gently scooped it out of the cold water, its petals dripping little water droplets on his leg. He gently touched the petals as he was reminded of you. All the memories he held close that involved you were never to be had again. Realization hit him hard as more tears overflowed from his eyes. The flower was from you, and he kept it close to him.

Finally regaining his strength, he pulled you out of the cold water. Your dress was darker as the water soaked it. He placed you gently on the riverbed, brushing back your soaking wet hair from your face. Your eyes were dull and your lips parted slightly. Never were you to smile at him again with those bright and love filled eyes of yours.

There was an odd beauty in your death that he saw. He carried your lifeless body to a place that you both had gone to together. He took extra care to bury a hole deep enough to gently place you within it. He covered your dull eyes, not wanting to see you look at him like that. He threw many beautiful flowers within the hole as they laid on your still body, sticking to your dampened dress.

He covered you in the dirt with great care. Once you and the flowers were buried fully, he walked into town and ordered a tombstone carved with beautiful symbols, your name, and what you were to him. He gathered a small group to hold a sudden service for you, people who knew you and held you close to them but not as close as he did. He placed the tomb at the head of where he buried you, tears falling on the mound that covered your body. From then on, his life held no meaning and no light as he visited you every day, never forgetting to bring flowers with him to sprinkle over your grave.

“I love you my dear Y/n. Even after death and I hope these flowers reach you wherever you may be now.”

Do not repost or translate without my explicit permission! Reblogs are welcome!

Updated the formatting of this! Feel free to read them!

‎‧₊🦋˚✧A Bouquet for you My dear✧˚🦋₊‧ | Masterlist

ORDER #1: Hibiscuses, Pansies, and Moonflowers You're all I think about | Floyd Leech

ORDER #2: Pansies, Moonflowers, and Lilly of the valley Goodbye my dearest Knight | Sebek Zigvolt

ORDER #3: Pansy, Daffodil and Orange Rose I want to know you more | Idia Shroud

ORDER #4: Honeysuckle, Red Rose, and Pink Rose I love you till the moon and back | Idia Shroud

ORDER #5: Honeysuckle, Hibiscus and a Blue Rose. You're extrodinary | Kaeya Alberich

ORDER #6: Lavender, Moonflowers, and Lilly of the valley Flower love for you, My love | Rook Hunt

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Songs from the heart! | 200 followers event

So I just hit 200 followers and had this idea for an event! Here's how it works!

Description: You are playing Genshin Impact or Twisted Wonderland as you listen to music. Three of the characters, however, are curious about the song you're listening too. How will they react to the lyrics?

What to do: 1.) Pick a song 2.) Pick 3 characters (either from genshin or twisted) 3.) Choose either normal or Yandere 4.) Pick angst or fluff

Restrictions: I will not do any song that has slurs in it, I won't do any problimatic artists, I won't do any song that has a problimatic meaning. I AM ALLOWED TO TURN DOWN ANY REQUEST AT ANY TIME.

Status: Open ✅

Playlist SAGAU Imposter!Creator

Sonne - Rammstein

Tag you're it (Instrumental) - Melanie Martinez

Running with the Wolves - AURORA

Breath of life - Florence + The Machine

Dog days are over - Florence + The Machine

Arcade - Duncan Laurence

Stiches - Shawn Mendes

Falling - Harry Styles

Elastic Heart - Sia

The Greatest - Sia

Conflict of the mind - AURORA

Your blood - AURORA

Zero O'clock - BTS

Love Story (Instrumental) - Indila

Golden Hour - JVKE

Golden - Harry Styles

Young and Beautiful - Lana Del Rey

Summertime Sadness - Lana Del Rey

Doin' Time - Lana Del Rey

Maneater - Nelly Furtado

Breaking Dishes - Rihanna

Castle - Halsey

So...

Random songs that Creator!Reader who loves singing would sing in the streets, trying to gain some mora you know!

Mondstath edition!

Churchyard - AURORA

Conqueror - AURORA

All is soft inside - AURORA

Angel by the Wings - Sia

Bird Set Free - Sia

Unstoppable - Sia

Alive - Sia

Feels like i've been dropkicked, especially on my trans masc days

Like and reblog if you can relate

GN and Male Readers when they read an X Reader story when no specification of the Reader's gender and sees the words like, "baby girl" and "princess":

💭 ; lay me in the snow (where my words won't reach you)

synopsis: say it once, say it twice, it overflowed. but we're no longer wasting our last chances. (in other words, unexpected but not exactly unwelcome. that's how they'd describe their confession)

!! : masterlist.

word count: 3,214

pairings: ayato, gorou, kazuha, x gn!reader (separate)

category: fluff, modern/high school au, scenarios

warnings: food/drink (coffee) mention, let me know if there's anything else

notes: this is just my excuse for wanting to write out some cute accidental confession scenes after denying people of the "i love you"s in "bury my heart out of sight" lol -- reblogs are greatly appreciated!!

AYATO.

“ah, so this is where you ran off to.” you sigh, dim lighting filtering through the doorway as ayato looks at your position on the floor with a smile “nice place you’ve got.” he chuckles, closing the door slightly behind him and taking a seat next to you. a sweet silence passes between you, muffled music from the gym and the cheering voices of students echoing through the hallway. you turn your head to gaze at him, resting a hand on your knee with your head leaning against the wall, a tired gaze looking at his peacefully closed eyes and relaxed expression.  

“why’d you come looking for me?” ayato opens an eye, looking at you from the corner of it with a twitch of his lips.  

“it’s my duty as a part of the student council that everyone is enjoying themselves at these types of events. even if it’s just a little bit.” a stifled laugh turns into a cough as you give him a lazy smirk, amused by his words.  

“does that duty not stretch to you yourself? last time i checked, you were voted the king of the dance this year. it’s strange for you to not be interacting with your loving fans. plus,” you shrug “even if that wasn’t in your best interest, you'd at least be discussing the benefits of this event with the rest of the council.” finally turning to face you more, ayato ran a hand through his hair with a sigh.  

“what if i told you that this right here,” he waved a hand between the two of you “was my idea of having a good time?”  

“then i’d say you’re crazy for thinking that hiding out in the janitor’s closet with someone who nearly had a bowl of punch thrown at their face is fun.” it’s faint but you can hear the chuckle that makes its way out of his throat and how his shoulders shake with sound.  

“even if the person i was hiding with is my best friend?”  

“especially if that person is your best friend.” you smile, shifting in your spot to try and get as comfortable as you could in formal wear “god i hate wearing stuff like this. can’t even sit properly in it.” you mutter, a playful glare making its way onto your face when he chuckles again at your misfortune.  

“well i for one, think you look great.” you chuckle weakly, closing your eyes with a sigh and resting your head on the wall again.  

“i highly doubt i look as great as you’re saying right now.” you hear a faint scoff come from him.  

“nonsense. you look stunning as always.” he shifts, wanting to reach beside him and place his hand over yours but instead runs it through his hair. a beat of silence passes as he stares at your form “it’s funny, i see you every day yet i’ve never wanted to kiss you more than right now.” he blurts out, voice hushed as he takes a small moment to realise the things he’s said while being unaware of the heat that crawled up your neck. ayato casts a wary eye as he clears his throat. 

“my apologies, (y/n). my outburst was uncalled for and i’m sorry if anything i said made you uncomfortable. i understand if this changes things between us and i would love to still be friend-” the rest of his words are snuffed out when you pull him in by the collar of his shirt, lips pressed against his and eyes closed. hesitantly, he rests a hand on the back of your neck, thumb drawing circles on your jaw as he melts into the contact. his breath fans across your cheek as he devours the dizzying feeling. you both pull apart, small pants and huffs filling the lack of sound in the closet. you watch with a slight amount of satisfaction as a red hue spreads from ear to ear across his face and the wide adoring eyes that look back with shock.  

“in all fairness” you rub the back of your neck, muttering inaudible words while trying to stifle a grin “i’ve been wanting to do that for a long time now, too.” you manage to whisper out, resting your forehead against his shoulder. a warmth covers your hands as you still grip his collar and raising your eyes you see a warm smile sent your way.  

“if you had told me this morning that i would end up making out with my longtime crush, and best friend since diapers, in a closet, i never would have believed you.” using the wall to brace himself, he gently takes your hands in his own and off of his button-up “now what do you say, would you like to get out of here?”  

“aw, is this where prince charming whisks me away to a whole new world?” you tease, grasping his hand and letting him bring you to your feet. ayato can only let out a soft snort and grin back.  

“if anything, you’re the real saviour here. my ticket to leaving this event. or in other words,” he leans part of his body weight against you “my precious knight in shining armour.” you lightly shove him off you, as he chuckles to himself. 

he pulls you down the dim and empty hallway of the school, the dance forgotten, and dull music covered by laughter as he presses a kiss to your cheek and opens the door for you, cool night air hitting your skin before he takes your hand in his again.  

“i love you.” softly said with such truth and sealed with a squeeze of his hand.

GOROU.

“the usual today, gorou?” he nods, handing you the correct change. blue eyes watch as you smile and move to make his drink, tracking your movements as you appear to glide behind the counter. he should have gone to kokomi for more advice because he’s not ready to do this, nope, not at all. maybe tomorrow? but that’s what he said last week and look where he is right now, the next week with nothing said. 

“here’s your order!” he blinks, shaking himself from his inner thoughts and grabbing the drink from you with a small but tense smile. 

“thanks.” he cringes at the small crack in his voice as a faint blush creeps up his neck. taking a sip, he can’t help but sigh at the taste “i should.. probably move now and stop blocking other people shouldn’t i..” his voice grows quieter with the realisation as he lets out a weak chuckle to go along with it.

“mhm it’s fine. today is quiet so far so it shouldn’t matter too much.” your tap your chin “why don’t you take a seat? i get my break at about ten to fifteen anyway so my co-worker can take my place for a bit.” he grins, nodding and moving to take a seat at an empty table in a corner area of the store. 

for the next fifteen-ish minutes, he watches you serve the next couple of customers that trickle in with a smile. having finished his drink a couple minutes ago, he fiddles with the paper cup, taking off the cup holder before noticing something written in black ink on the side. turning it over, he traces a finger over the smiley face you’d drawn and flushes at the writing. 

this coffee might be hot, 

but you’re definitely hotter ;D 

“hey!” he looks up as you sit across from him “sorry about the wait.” you place your elbow on the table with your hand holding up your head “so, any updates with your life? i’ve been caught up with studying so i’m a bit out of the loop.” gorou doesn’t say anything at first but you catch him looking at what you wrote when making his coffee. 

“oh,” you chuckle “i got inspired from the time when you came up to the counter here. it was your second time here and the line you left on the napkin really had me laughing so i thought i’d offer one in return.” you rub the back of your neck with a sheepish smile “hope you don’t mind.” he shakes his head.

“n-no! i, uh, found it quite funny.” he pauses before continuing “there’s been quite a bit going on school wise these days. kokomi has been busy with helping out the treasurer with school funds lately, so she’s left preparing things for the school dance to me and a couple others on the council.” he sighs “though i’ve been kinda lost myself since well, there’s actually someone i want to ask but haven’t really gotten a clue how.” 

“y’know, i had completely forgotten about there ever being a school dance coming up.” leaning back more in your seat, you study his character a little bit “but honestly, you shouldn’t have anything to worry about really. you’re a great guy, gorou. the biggest bit of advice i’d say is to do something memorable when it comes to asking the person to go with you. you want a lasting impact that will have them looking back on the time and smiling later on.” nodding furiously, gorou takes in every word you say, listening intently so he doesn’t mess up his confession. you chat for a little longer, exchanging words about assignments from shared classes, ideas to help him with planning the actual dance itself, and whatnot. 

“and- oh, crap i have to get back to work.” you stand up from your seat with an apologetic smile “i’ll see you at school then? oh, and remember what i said, im rooting for you gorou.” in his mind he facepalms at his inability to actually talk to you, though waves back as you run off back behind the counter. 

– 

“i just can’t do it, kokomi.” gorou says in a muffled whine “everytime i try to talk to them i just clam up and can barely seem to get a word in.” he heard kokomi chuckle, turning his head so cheek was squashed on the table.

“you said that the main reason you two started talking was because of a pick up line you wrote on a napkin, right?” he flushes but nods “why don’t you take a similar approach again?” 

“that… is actually a really good idea.” he perks up with a shining in his eyes “that way, i won’t have to actually say anything. or well, i’ll probably have to explain myself and all but-” 

kokomi sits back in her seat, satisfied as gorou starts making plans for what he wants the poster to say and when he would do it. since he often goes to the coffee shop at a regular time and it’s usually when there’s the least amount of people, he could just walk in then. excitement ran through him as he smiled at the thought of being able to proudly say he was officially going to the dance with you. 

–

“gorou! didn’t expect you to come in today.” your chipper voice had him smiling “the normal order again?” he patiently waits to the side, still stuck in a slight dream-like state, and observes the people in the shop. 

“one medium latte with a double shot of espresso for gorou!” you smile at him, he seemed to be in such a good mood today so you couldn’t help but ask. 

“oh! well i…” his voice trailed off as he stared into your eyes, zoning out a bit as he thought of what to say “i…” 

“gorou? you good-”

“willyougototheschooldanceme?” he blurts out. a line of emotions flick on your face, your brain going from processing to shock to being flustered in a matter of seconds. gorou looks just as shocked as you are. this wasn’t the plan! 

“i’m so sorry that wasn’t how i wanted to- oh archons kokomi is never going to let me hear the end of this.” he groans, face red and hot as he covers his face with a hand and stiffening when he hears you chuckle. 

“you uh, may want to read what i wrote on your cup.” you say sheepishly, heat crawling up you neck and burning the tips of your ears. he slides the holder off the cup slowly, turning the cup around to stare at the text written on it. 

i like you a latte! 

so will you bean mine at the dance? 

“i guess we’re both kind of a mess when it comes to these things.” you nod along with his words. he starts to laugh and soon enough you join in. 

“so, do you accept mine?” he smiles. 

“of course.”

KAZUHA.

soft chuckles can be heard through the library as the librarian sighs and sends a shush your way. looking over his shoulder at the page, you can’t help but choke up on laughter as kazuha recites the lines of poetry with a straight face. well, tried too at least. even as an admirer of poetry himself, romantic stanzas and free verses’ chalk full of metaphors about hearts fluttering like butterflies always sent chuckles vibrating down his spine. though he couldn’t deny how warm reading these out loud made him feel, imagining your wistful smile as he tells you his latest idea of love.  

“that last poem reminds me of a book i’ve read before.” you muse, head slightly tilted as you relaxed against the bookshelf. he sits back down next to you with his lip curled into a grin.  

“oh really? what was it about?” you scratch the back of your neck, thinking for a moment.  

“it was a classic teen romance novel. new kid in the school meets the main love interest, main love interest falls head over heels for the new kid.” you shift to face him better “the new kid plays hard to get but falls just as hard. the book would’ve been alright except for the fact that they kept dancing around the truth too much to the point where it didn’t feel as satisfying when they did get together in the end.” you shrug, a lopsided grin appearing on your face “wasn’t my favourite read but definitely wasn’t the worst.”  

“what’s the title? i’d like to give it a try and see what all this fuss is about.” he says, laughing at how you blink thoughtlessly before shaking your head.  

“i can’t remember it, sorry. it’s been so long since i’ve read it and besides, it really isn’t worth a whole reading session to get through.” kazuha cocks his head to the side, a curious glint in his eyes as he wants to get you to talk more about this topic of dancing around the truth.  

“can you give me a little more insight then? a summary of sorts or maybe a list of reasons why you dislike it so much.” you groan playfully, feeling him shove you back lightly with a laugh “oh, c’mon. a book can’t be that bad.” 

“it wasn’t. the writing style was quite nice and the plot was interesting enough, but the romantic parts fell flat.” you close your eyes, leaning against his shoulder a bit “there wasn’t the right tension written out for certain scenes like where the main love interest goes to hold the protagonist’s hand and isn’t nervous about it. like how is the person so confident that the protagonist likes them back and isn’t nervous about making a move like that when they’ve only known about each other’s existence for two weeks!” you exclaim, throwing your hands up to prove a point before sighing.  

“then again, the main reason i may not like it may be due to the fact that i probably won’t get to live out a high school romance that’s in those books.” you huff, an exasperated laugh making its way past your lips.  

“what makes you say that?” kazuha watches your expression turn sour, lips pursed and brow furrowing slightly. his fingers twitch, wanting to cup your face and smother away that look to see you laugh and smile again. 

“you really do remind me of this one character from that book.” you snort, fiddling with your fingers “but really, trying to find a proper romance in high school seems so messy. not to mention if you break up with them, you’ll have to see them throughout the halls till you both graduate.”  

“yeah, i guess that makes sense.” he shrugs, trying not to seem so down about it. sitting up more, you tilt your head at him, a look of concern crossing your eyes.  

“did i say something wrong? your tone is off.” you point out. a race of nervousness runs through his bones as he coughs and smiles.  

“no! i mean, no. everything is fine. don’t worry about it.” the sceptical look on your face says it all before you lunge at him, rolling you both onto the floor with you on top of him “hey-” before he can even ask, he breaks out in laughter as you begin to tickle his side.  

“h-hey, wait!” he struggles to regain his bearings when you stop, face flushed as he stares up at you. “what- what was that for?” you smile. 

“i don’t want to force you to tell me anything that’s going on, but frowning doesn’t suit you.” you chuckle. kazuha can’t help the small pout on his lips as he sits up onto his arms, looking at the light from the window hitting your eyes.  

“i love you so much.” he mumbled, shoulders shaking in both laughter and slight heartbreak, knowing that what you said earlier was right “god, i wish i could kiss you.” he stills as your smile grows bigger. he hadn’t noticed the way your laughing had seized earlier or the hitch of your breath when he said those words.  

“say that again.” he gulps, heat creeping up his neck and ears turning pick as you move closer. 

“i wish i could kiss yo-” he eyes widen as you connect your lips with his, hand on his chin and nose nearly touching, before sinking into the feeling. pulling apart with a small gasp, he raises a hand to hover over his lips as a smile forms on his face. he can’t help but giggle at your flustered expression and you soon find yourself joining in again.  

“how’s that for the start of a high school romance?” he says through the chuckles. his breath catches in his throat as you clutch his tie in your hand with a smirk.  

“so far? great. but” you lean in a bit more again, eyes trailing over his face, “i’ll need to check again just to make sure.” 

“you said i reminded you of a character from that book.” he whispered, smiling back “care to tell me which one?” 

“oh, you’re definitely the new kid from that story.” you pull him to you by his tie “because i’ve been wanting this ever since we first started hanging out.” your breath fans across his cheek and nose as he closes the distance and presses his lips against yours, losing himself in the warmth again and how you kissed back with the same passion.

POV: You are hiding under their desk - Part two

Warnings: Zhongli has joint pains in his hand and slight spoiler to Kokomi’s character quest

𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜: 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚕; 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚉𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒’𝚜

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Zhongli:

  The former Geo Archon is a very patient man. After centuries of experience, he knows within himself when to take a break. However, the physical exhaustion of a mortal body was something he was not quite used to yet. His office basked in a warm orange as the sun sets over Liyue, and Zhongli exhales softly through his nose. The pen in his hand scribbles away at the documents left by Hu Tao, but his mind was elsewhere. 

  Tiredness ached within his joints, and he sets the quill down to flex his fingers. He’s not one to complain; he was grateful for his job at the funeral parlor, and he wasn’t about to draw attention to a measly setback such as this.

  As Zhongli gains the motivation to start again, an agonizing pulse shoots through his palm. A hiss escapes through his teeth and the pen clatters to the floor. He barely registers the pull on his pants leg as he gathers himself. His amber orbs trace over the face below him, two (e/c) doe-like eyes watching him with curiosity. 

  “What are you doing down there, little one?” Zhongli’s voice rumbles as a soft smile graces his features. The child quickly lifts the writing utensil he dropped moments before and giggles.

  “Write!” They exclaim.

  “Yes. That is used for writing,” the consultant replies as he lifts the young being onto his lap. Taking an empty copy of paper, he places it on the table in front of the child, who immediately scribbles away at the white sheet. Zhongli couldn’t help but to place his hand on top of theirs, stopping any erratic movement of the pencil. They look at him, their cheeks puffed out in irritation.

  “Write!” They announce sternly, making the Archon chuckle.

  “Let me teach you how I do it.”

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Kokomi:

  Her Excellency of Watasumi Island is a very busy lady. With all her time spent on finding ways for Sangonomiya to grow, she tends to forget about her own needs. With the villagers finding new ways to cultivate the land; to the daily tasks needed to be sent out to the soldiers; to the duties at the shrine; the lead priestess was tired to say the least.

  She knew a few hours with her books would do her some good. She asked General Gorou to keep an eye out while she rejuvenated herself with new tactic plans. She sat contently in her own company, eyes gazing across the words printed on the page. She was truly invested in the plot, theories and questions dancing in her thoughts. The suspense was killing her as the scene unravels, and though she was quite immersed, the sudden laugh from under the table confused her.

  Kokomi tilts her chair back to peek beneath the desk, and a relieved sigh retreats from the priestess. “Why, if it isn’t little (Y/n). How did you find this place?” She questions as the child climbs up her legs and into her lap.

  “Easy peasy,” They exclaim, “I found your tree!”

  “I see,” Kokomi coughs out in response to their boisterous personality, “so you found my reading spot?”

  “You can read books?” (Y/n) mumbles, a sudden glumness falling on their face.

  “I can… you cannot?”

  “I can, I’m just not very good at it. I bet you’re a pro at reading! You’re good at lots of things, Miss Kokomi!”

  “You’d be surprised,” She says with a small smile, “How about this: you read me a chapter, and I read you one.”

  “You’re going to read to me?”

  “If you read to me. It’s only fair, and besides, how will you get better if you don’t practice?”

Someone doesn’t get along with the cavalry captain...

Author’s Note: This is a Kaeya blurb. No real story, just something I challenged myself to do. Inspired by the enemies to lover’s troupe; enjoy.

Warning: Sexual flirtation?? Also, there is one curse word.

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  “Well, well, well. Looks like we have a slacker on our hands,” The playful voice of the cavalry captain chuckles from behind you. You face away from your lunch, a deadpanned expression on your face.

  “I hope you’re not speaking to me,” You hiss as you stab at the salad on your plate, “Cause if you were, we’d have a problem. Don’t cause a scene, Captain Kaeya. It wouldn’t look good for you.”

  You could almost feel his roguish gaze on your back and a shiver goes down your spine. If Amber were here, it would be much easier not to fall into his tricks, however; she had to do a perimeter check. As the chair beside you slides away from the table, Kaeya sits himself down. He leans against his palm lazily as he watches the fork in your hand skewer at the lettuce leaves. His fingers slowly pluck the instrument from your grasp, and he takes a bite.

 “You know, salads aren’t really my thing. Too bland for my taste…” Kaeya speaks with a sigh, placing the silverware on the side of the bowl. “And here I thought you had a thing for meat.”

  “…And what’s so wrong with a simple salad?”

  Kaeya hums for a moment, tapping away at his chin. “I took you for a main course type of gal is all. It would be a shame if you wasted that pretty mouth on just a couple of greens.”

  “What is that supposed to mean?”

  “Come with me to Angel’s Share tonight. You’ll see what I mean then.”

  “Like I’d ever-” Before you could say anything else, Kaeya’s thumb gestures along the bottom of your lip, and a soft smile takes place on his face. 

  “You had some sauce hanging there,” He replies nonchalantly as he gets up. “I’ll leave you to your lunch then. I’ll see you, say, by six?”

  “This doesn’t mean anything, you know? You’re still an annoying piece of shit.”

  “I never said it would,” The man calls from his shoulder as he walks away, “But it’s not like you are completely against it. Am I right about that, (Y/n)?”

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POV: You hold their hand

𝙳𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚏 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝙶𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚞 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚡 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍! 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

Ⓝⓞⓣⓔⓢ    : 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘧'𝘴, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘧'𝘴, 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢'𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘪𝘧'𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘎𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶'𝘴

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S̲c̲a̲r̲a̲m̲o̲u̲c̲h̲e̲:̲

   It takes a lot of strength and order to keep his position as the sixth Fatui Harbinger. Not that he fears of losing his position; he’d love to see someone dare to go against him. When it comes to vulnerability, however; that’s where he strikes out. Since he was created, he quickly learned to only count on himself. Any other emotions besides anger and pride would present him as weak. That’s why he found it rather difficult to interact with the child following closely behind him. They stuck to him like glue, their puny fingers barely grazing along the sleeve of his cloak.

  “Can I hold your hand,” the child quietly asks out of the blue. The heels of their shoes click to a sudden stop as Scaramouche turns his fierce gaze at them. He observes their fast-paced breath as they clasp their hands against their chest to ease the trepidation sinking into their heart. They barely looked at him as their (E/C) eyes dash across the ambiguous hallway.

  “What makes you think I’d let you do that?” He replies in a snarky tone. The tears that collect in their eyes makes his jaw tighten. He shouldn’t be persuaded so easily by the needs of a child. Nevertheless, the constant alarm that settles on their face is one he knows all too well; the fear of being abandoned.

  “Please,” the child hiccups, “I’m scared…”

  The Harbinger says nothing in return, but as he extends his arm out, it is clear that he needs this child as much as they need him. He would never admit it though. 

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G̲o̲r̲o̲u̲:̲

  The general of Watasumi Island is very loyal to its people; much so that he would take away every burden presented to the villagers if he could. Gorou knew the realism of that though, however; he stood proud on what he could accomplish. That’s why he was more than happy to escort the youngest solider of Sangonomiya across the vast land.

  A fervent look sets on the Gorou’s face as he calculates how far his destination is and any potential dangers that will lurk in between. He felt more than capable in protecting himself. Though, he wanted to be extra cautious for the child walking closely behind him. What would he do if something were to happen to them? 

  “Gorou?” They call as they stop in their tracks.

  “What is it, young trainee? Is something wrong?” He answers in slight panic.

  “I’m alright… Although, I feel you are worried about something. Is it me?”

  “It is my job to look after you. Do not stress yourself for my well-being.”

  The child hums in response before reaching out to Gorou. “May I hold your hand, General? I do not want to stray from you.”

  Unconsciously, Gorou’s eyes shift to the bandage wrapped securely around their face, and his ears flush downward in sorrow. He never wishes for such pain to befall them again.

  “Of course, (Y/N). You may hold my hand.” 

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  D̲a̲i̲n̲s̲l̲e̲i̲f̲:̲

  The old knight of Khaenri'ah did not pursue companionship. After many centuries of living alone, consumed by the thought of ending the Abyss, he gave up on the idea of friends a long time ago. Why prioritize something that will pass by quickly?

  Though he was sure of this, his mind betrayed him so as he his gaze kept lingering to the child beside him. A mop of (H/C) bounced as the child tries to keep pace with his stride. Orbs of (E/C) glare at the grass below, a sniffle escaping them.

  “You are not very good at hiding your emotions, young one. Do what you may, but you are welcome to confide in me,” Dainsleif announces as he stops.

  The child glances up at the man, their body trembling. Dainsleif takes note of their scared posture but says nothing. “I don’t want to…” they whimper. 

  “Whatever do you mean, child?”

  “I don’t want to be alone,” they inform with a sob, “Please don’t leave me alone…”

  Dainsleif freezes, their words striking deeply in him. He never thought much about the predicament this child was forced into. Yes, he knew that the Abyss took them for a reason, experimenting on the poor mortal in hopes of gaining intel. He himself was quite surprised when he found them tucked away in a corner after he infiltrated one of their camps. The Abyss were a nasty bunch; whatever they wanted from this child; they must’ve taken care of anything that stood in their path. This child was truly alone.

  Dainsleif sighs out, taking their hand in his. “I never planned on leaving you in the first place. Come, there is work to be done.” 

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“ would you be so kind, just to fall in love with me? ”

so this is love — a short series !

SYPNOSIS. years has passed since the both of you had gotten married. going through your old photo album of one another, you went to a trip through memory lane with the one you love. memories flood back as it almost felt like it was yesterday where he had confessed to you… you swore that nothing could compare your memories with him than with anything else.

PAIRING. thoma x gn!reader

TIME. new chapter will be posted every week at 00:00 / 04:00 AM GMT+8

TAGLIST. just send me an ask!! @eenie-teenieweenie

AUTHOR’S NOTE. listen, this is just me recalling back my memories of how me and my gf got together. for the sake of privacy, not all of this is true, but it is inspired by my own experiences. also, this is like my way of coping from fear for @versadies ‘s evermore series. im worried as hell people—

MASTERLIST.

prologue — cliché ( 2 MAY, 00:00 AM )

chapter one — mr.loverman ( 2 MAY, 00:00 AM )

chapter two — i hear a symphony

chapter three — line without a hook

chapter four — would you be so kind

chapter five — somewhere only we know

epilogue — so this is love

𝓢𝓾𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓼𝔂𝓬𝓱𝓸 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮

ft.Kazuha With gn!reader Modern/SchoolAU Cw: ooc kazuha, Stalking, obsessive & manipulative behavior

At first he was uninterested in the new student. He’d much rather focus on the poem he was writing, until he heard your voice

Kazuha, who had never heard a voice as elegant as yours Kazuha, who looked up from his poem immediately after he heard your voice Kazuha, who takes one look at you and is captivated by your attractiveness

Kazuha, who is ecstatic to see you sit in the empty seat next to him Kazuha, who blushes a tiny bit when you introduce yourself Kazuha, who spends the whole class talking to you and learning your interests and hobbies

Obsessed!Kazuha who starts to walk you home Obsessed!Kazuha who is elated when you invite him inside your home Obsessed!Kazuha who takes stuff from your room when your not looking and spends hours admiring the stuff he took from you

Obsessed!Kazuha who is heartbroken when you mention you have a date this weekend Obsessed!Kazuha who tracks your location and stalks you when you're on the date Obsessed!Kazuha who waits until you leave to walk over to your date and threatens them.

Obsessed!Kazuha who acts empathetic when you cry about your date never texting you back Obsessed!Kazuha who uses your emotional vulnerability to his advantage and convinces you that you only need him Obsessed!Kazuha who is devoted to make sure you rely on him and only him

Obsessed!Kazuha who is thrilled to hear you confess your feelings to him Obsessed!Kazuha who immediately accepts your confession and tells you he feels the same. Obsessed!Kazuha who is pleased that everything went according to his plan

Obsessed!Kazuha who can finally rest knowing no one will ever steal you away from him

𝓛𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷

ft.Diluc With gn!reader Cw: Angst & unrequited love

"𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝐼 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊. 𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓃, 𝐼'𝓁𝓁 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝑒, 𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝒾𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹𝓈"

It was a cold night in Mondstadt, not cold enough for snow but cold enough to keep most people off the cobblestone streets, and into bars or their homes. You were in your kitchen putting the apple pie you so lovingly made for Diluc into a white box with a bright red bow on the lid.

You hoped tonight would be the night that he would notice all your advances and hints about your feelings towards him, it was tedious to keep waiting for him to notice. Too many times you have gone to bed feeling annoyed at his obliviousness to your signals.

You snapped yourself out of your thoughts and grabbed the now neatly wrapped box and the Gray valley sunset drink that you made for him and exited your house being careful not to drop the pie or drink.

You began to think about Diluc again, he’s been your best friend since you two were teens and over the years you’ve grown a crush on him. He was always so nice and caring towards you, which comes as a surprise to most considering most know him for being cold and emotionless. But he’s never been like that towards you. Once again you were snapped out of your thoughts as you can hear Donna talking about Diluc

Although you don’t have anything against Donna liking Diluc, you find it annoying to constantly hear her talk about him. But you try not to dwell on those thoughts as you try to hurry before Diluc closes the bar.

You carefully make it up the steps before speed-walking to the entrance of Angle’s share. You make your way inside and notice no one inside, which means Diluc was about to close. Diluc was about to tell whoever just entered to leave before he turned around and saw you.

“Hello, y/n, what brings you here?”

“Hi, Diluc! I’m here to drop off a pie I made for you, and I brought you a drink too”

You handed the pie and drink to Diluc with a warm smile while he had a small look of surprise on his face

“Thank you y/n, how thoughtful of you.”

He said as he took the pie and drink setting it on the counter and then going back to getting ready to close the bar.

You frowned, his reaction wasn’t what you expected. You sigh,

“I guess I’ll have to tell him myself..”

“Hey, Diluc…Can we talk for a second?”

He stopped what he was doing before looking up at you.

“Yes? What’s wrong?”

“Diluc…”

“I really like you. And I just want to know if you feel the same”

“…”

You did it. You told him. It wasn’t as romantic as you wanted it to sound but at this point, you were done waiting for him. But now you were nervous, you could hear your own heartbeat and you could feel your face heating up from the pressure.

“I’m…Sorry y/n but I don’t feel the same... you are my friend and I don't see you in any other way."

"Oh.."

“T-that’s alright! I just needed to get that off my chest.” You said glancing to the ground, too upset to see his face.

“I’ll be leaving now..have a good night” You said quickly as you turned around to leave.

“Wait y/n”

You stop and look over your shoulder

“…I’m sorry”

You turned back to face the door before you let yourself out.

Once outside you feel the cold air hit your face, cooling your cheeks and the tears you didn’t know you were shedding.

You sigh as you walk back home with blurry eyes filled with tears.

"𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝓇𝓎 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓂𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝒻 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒"