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Warm Smiles With Few Words (Wise x gn!reader)

[ Wise x Shy!gn!reader | Reader may be dubbed too polite (self-opinion) | No beta read, we die like ethereals | Possible ooc]

Wise couldn't pinpoint exactly when he fell for you.

You, one of the regulars that visited Random Play. You, that came to see something alone most of the time. You, that exchanged almost nothing with anyone here. Not Belle, and not him. Heck, he had never even shared anything personal with you. And you, vice versa.

The most he had talked with you was whenever you purchased a video to watch. When you handed him a video you picked, you would hand it like it was something valuable--which it was to him and Belle. But not many held the same sentiment. They were just videos, after all.

But perhaps, that wasn't the only reason.

Whenever he or Belle assisted you, you would smile so unabashedly. It's not the formality type of smile--the one that's faint and rigid; he thought. No. Your smile was always warm, vivid--lasting.

Whenever he thought of you, it would always be with your smile. Even he and Belle nicknamed you "Smiley" whenever it's just the two of them. Which was funny, because you weren't the talkative type. Apart from brief descriptions of a video you're looking for the day, the only word that had ever escaped from you consistently was "thank you" and "please".

Such small actions, and there you were in his head rent-free; his heart palpitated whenever you appeared--either in his conscience or in front of him. He'd been wanting to talk more things with you; to know you more.

But it was hard for him. No, he just lacked the courage--and maybe had a bit too many things overthought.

"If you don't take action anytime soon, you won't get the chance--ever."

While he appreciated Belle knocking some sense into him, he hated it now that he seemed to be competing against time. He just hoped he wouldn't chicken out again.

The sound of a door opening got him out of his mind. It was you.

As if waiting for your attention, even if just a fragment before you went further to the store, his eyes remained on you as you helped the door close properly. When your head turned at him, your smile made its way to your face--a more toned-down version, but still warm and as charming nonetheless.

He smiled back with a small wave, watching as you disappeared between the shelves. He could ask Belle to see the store while he watched the video you would pick for the day, together. He just hoped you wouldn't mind. And that he wouldn't chicken out. Again.

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Babbles of A Monster (Wise x GN!Reader)

[ Made with ethereal OC in mind | Not beta read, we die like Ethereals ]

(e/c) eyes maneuvered around the room. Their eyes jumped back and forth between a random object and his figure, as if afraid of getting caught staring. How cowardly.

Sight blurry on everything but him; their heartbeats loud every time he came to the stage of their minds. Oh, how wrecked would they be if he knew how every of these fluttering, love-filled letters of mind had him as their recipient.

How would he feel if he knew someone, a being unlike him holding these feelings? Ah...

A being different than him--than any New Eridu residents even. A being of lime green pulse under the glamor of a human facade. Does a being like themself even have a heart it can beat itself to? They don't know.

Their rock-like hands used to be so rough--now they were soft and pinch-able like his. Would we be able to hold hands sometime?

But, golly, they had been afraid, even to this day. And maybe the next few days, or months--a year perhaps, even. Right now, all they could give him was shy, hopeful stares. Few greetings and smiles that showed nothing but common courtesy were exchanged.

And every time they faced him, their eyelids couldn't seem to stop hiding their ambers for him. And as to not cause wary, their eyes would shift below. And only when Wise's eyes focused on the monitor; off from their figure, would they stare at his eyes.

His green eyes--like a vast forest kissed by the peeking sun's orange glow. Those pair held a sparkle of life.

How beautiful.

#wise x reader #wise zzz x reader #zzz x reader

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I Want Movie, Not Feelings! (Wise x gn!reader)

[ no beta we die like Ethereals | OOC possibility ]

It was no secret that the Random Play siblings were quite the hustle-bustle. Apart from managing the video store, to a few, they also take "special" commissions to guide people at the Hollows. Not only that, being proxies, they had to keep their true identities a secret from parties seeking to unveil them. Though some, a select few people, were aware of the siblings' double lives.

One of the few people was you. Circumstances led you to discover the people behind Phaethon, and since today, you had been bound by a contract that wouldn't let you sell them out. No matter how high the price offered by desiring shadows.

Hence why, you did the second thing you could do best; befriending them! If you couldn't make them your enemies, then you would try to gain their favorability--maybe you could extract a favor or two from them.

That afternoon, you stopped by Random Play, wanting to browse what movie to play later in your homely, well-deserved movie night. The flyer of the memory-erasing pen you got from the technology store a few blocks away shoved down your purse. A silly machine, too expensive for you to want it. The sound of your arrival alerted the person in charge, prompting a "Welcome to Random Play" from behind a rack. A head popped from the side.

"Oh, it's you." Wise's voice sounded a bit guarded no matter how many times you had gone here, but he was quick to put up the professionalism. "Any movie you're looking for today?"

You hoped you could show a bewilderment, but his cynical--you meant--caution did deserve praise sometimes. Your eyes wandered around before settling on his form. "Yeah, I'm looking for something to eat my dinner with. Got any nasty murder documentaries with you?"

Wise was for sure weirded. You caught how his eyebrows slightly furrowed, it didn't help too that his eyebags seemed to enhance that emotion, before guiding you to a rack.

"We have..." Wise's fingers hovered in the air before settling on a video cover. "Don't Fuck with Bangboos," and those fingers began to slide as he listed all the titles on that one row. Just four movies there.

"Huh. And here I thought there would be more variety." Your eyes settled on Wise, the accusation clear knowing how much Wise loved documentaries. You were responded with a sigh.

"Unfortunately, documentaries-lovers, me included, would rather see things they can be grateful of--we have enough 'loss' already."

"Doesn't mean you can't have more of the darker documentaries."

"Never said that; I'm just saying there isn't enough demand for them." His eyebrows furrowed once more. He looked old.

"You really gotta stop trying to merge your eyebrows" Now it was your turn to furrow your eyebrows. Your face quickly relaxed while throwing him a grin, though. "Lest you want wrinkles at your age."

Wise's eyebrows slowly relaxed, staring at you with a passive look.

"There. Much better!" You huffed a wider grin. "Now, with what should you service your customer?"

Reluctantly, a smile formed on Wise's face. Shit, he looks cute. You mentally punched yourself for that.

"O-okay! Good!" Did you just stutter? "I'll be taking 'Don't Fuck with Bangboos', then! S-shall we go to the cashier?" A high-pitched voice.

Okay, NOW you're starting to change your mind on that memory-erasing pen.

Calm down, you! If you keep doing that, you're basically foiling your own plan.

You didn't hear exactly what Wise said. You just heard a plural amount of something, fished your purse and put some dennies on the counter, and took the movie. You did it! You did them all while remaining calm and not looking rushed or anything!

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Wise looked at the counter where you put your dennies on. After counting them, he found that you also put a little piece of paper along. He picked it up, finding the word "Wipe anyone's memory! Rebrand yourself anew!" at the top.

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I just read your rambling about Wise reading to you and 👁️👁️ HOO BOI I JUST AGREE WITH YOU CUZ LIKE HIS VOICE???

RIGHT????? His voice is just so top notch and he speaks so softly most of the time I cAN'T hshshshsh

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I think Wise won't be objected to reading something out for you. Especially if you've shown a clear liking towards his voice. Like, just give him anything you want; newspaper, novel, a letter--heck, even he will read a motivational book for you if it helps make your day better.

Maybe you two can huddle up together, or you can lay on his lap and just have your mind clear of things as you listen to him narrating the literature in his hand.

#Wise zzz rambling

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I wonder if the reason why only Wise has eyebags is that while Belle can sleep off the documentaries he chooses, he can't do the same with Belle's preferred type of video genres, mainly thriller or horror that has those booming, heart-thundering sound effects.

Not only that, Wise seems like the type that has this rule of mind that he can't leave Belle alone while watching these films; call it an older sibling instinct. Or maybe Belle just screams at some of the jump scares and he wouldn't be able to get a wink of sleep even if he puts a cover on himself.

#Wise zzz rambling

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Under The Rain (Wise x gn!reader)

[ gn!reader , no beta we die like the ethereals , ooc-possibility ]

New Eridu was soaked to the ground, and Wise wasn't prepared enough to bring an umbrella. Well, even if he did, he wouldn't be able to hold it with his hands both occupied holding a box of movie stash.

The pavement was wet, and Wise didn't want to risk breaking the disks by slipping. I will just wait, was what he thought as he waited for the rain to stop, or at least ease up enough he could walk with just his jacket being a bit damp.

While he waited, he realized that the katsu stall at the left had just opened for the day. The divine crisp smell of beef wafted through the air; mixing with the smell of rain against the pavement. Not long, the stall's first customer arrived.

Almost forty-five minutes had passed, and there was no sign of the rain letting up. He thought his ears would keep hearing the droplets hitting any surface it could find--along with occasional engines--but he hadn't thought his name would be called.

"Wise?"

Green eyes trailed to the side, searching and stopping on your figure beneath your umbrella. As if satisfied by, he presumed, your guess, you approached him.

"How long have you been here?" you asked.

Wise shrugged, trying to seem nonchalant. "Just a few minutes." He didn't know why his mouth decided to spare the details, but he did feel how his hands began to feel slippery. It must've been the box.

"Half an hour doesn't seem a few, no?" You teased, voice trying to sound neutral if not for the laughter behind it.

Wise's eyes grew slightly wide, but he was quick to compose himself and shot back a jab. "Now, that's quite the claim. What made you say that?"

You nodded at the katsu stall at the left. The smell had changed now, its smell akin to deep-fried poached eggs. "I saw you while the katsu stall was crowded--their beef katsu always the star in the morning. Usually, they ran out of beef katsus around thirty minutes after opening--the peak being twenty minutes after opening. And then they switched out to deep-fried poached eggs. Of course, they need to prepare them--which takes ten minutes, and a few minutes to fry them after."

Wise stared at you incredulously. He couldn't help but to let out a laugh, his shoulders bouncing along slightly.

"I can't believe you. But yes, I've been here for around half an hour." He hummed, his eyes opening in hinted triumph. "and, no, I still think that 'half an hour' is a few, after all."

You rolled your eyes, shooting a random spot a "classic Wise" look. "Well, whatever floats your boat, O' Wise the wise. Doesn't change that you still look like a drenched, dry puppy wanting to go home."

"Hey!" He tried to nudge your side but failed to so much as scratch as his focus quickly shifted back to the box he was holding. You, noticing the box he had been holding for the past half an hour, offered your umbrella while moving closer to him.

"Come on, we can share the umbrella and go to Random Play together."

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Introduction ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗

Hello! Just as per the blog's description, I will be writing mostly about and for Wise from the upcoming game Zenless Zone Zero. This blog will be mostly Wise/reader (or Wise x Reader), though it's not impossible for me to write for any canon x canon ship with Wise.

I don't exactly want to jinx myself but you're free to send in request and see what I can come up with ^^.

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