#dains days

[harmonysanreads]

I'm not sure if requests are still open since it's early in the morning where I'm from and idk how our timezones work, please delete this if it isn't orz. If it isn't too much trouble, a dainsleif fic mayhaps 🙏😔? I miss him so much and he didn't come home this patch, can be a short drabble ^^.

Not sure if it's leaning on your "things in consideration" list, but the prompt can be:

You've been under his radar for years but now that he's tracked you down, an unknown child who mirrors his blue Khaenriahn eyes guards you with his small and very fragile life. Those eyes... They're eerily familiar.

(side note: Dain isn't the type who thinks children automatically have a heart of gold lolol. He's kinda a hater when it comes to children cept for Yaoyao /jjjj, maybe that's some extra spice to add for the reason why reader is so terrified and left as soon as she had the opportunity?)

Reconteur

yandere!dainsleif x reader

cw(s) : yandere, implied female reader (the narrative is not gender specific but the word 'mother' has been used once)

wc : 1.7 k

this was an interesting challenge for me because this is one theme i've not done before, with a character i've also never written for! i'm extremely sorry for the wait as i got distracted by hsr :') and thank you so much for requesting<3

a delightful illustration by the loveliest person <3 (spoiler alert!)

Stories are truly spectacular.

They're capable of preserving bygone memories ; changing, adapting and sometimes, becoming far too distant from reality. Like saplings of the tree which extends its roots throughout Teyvat and, their seeds are welcomed by the flighty wind, soon to be cultivated by the torrents of time. The present will one day become history and that history will be archived for posterity to learn and criticize. One such story inspires much intrigue, dressed in charming rhetoric and is thus cataloged among fairy tales : a bittersweet tale of a Knight and an Angel.

And in classic format it goes — once upon a time, a defiled Knight cried out to the heavens, for he could not win against the temptation of seeing the forbidden pearl. This blatant defiance earned him but a curse of eternal agony and soon, he begged the skies for salvation. The clouds softened and sent him a little Angel, who quelled the fires of his pain bit by bit, until it became an infinitesimal dot in the Knight's soul. Brimming with gratitude, the Knight offered his very being to the Angel's service and of course, they lived happily ever after.

Now suppose, fundamentally speaking, if fairy tales are but stories and the retelling of history follows the same pattern — who are the storytellers?

The victors, of course.

The dull thud of pages colliding shut assuages Dainsleif, for the story which now finds itself beside children's bedside tables serves no other purpose than to instigate dulcet fantasies, losing credence before the trials of history. It brews a litany of feelings in his numbed heart until they intertwine and transform into a yarn of befuddling human emotions ; echoing in his ears that this is what his past has become.

Albeit, this hardly astonishes the Bough Keeper. When a war ends and the winners hoist their flags, they'd obviously be privy to recounting their glories — none of them would ever write that the Knight in the story had never begged the heavens for forgiveness and no such Angel was sent. Instead, he'd seen fit to snatch the Messenger that'd implored him to return to his right mind and one would think that Celestia had taken great offense in this act, but no one batted an eye.

That is because the Messenger, too, was forsaken by their home, a fallen angel with no wings and no divinity left. Whose existence became synonymous to that of a firefly and the Knight, became the darkness that allowed it to glow. When two broken individuals unite, they either complete their flaws or destroy one another and sadly, in his case, it was the latter.

But is it such a sin to wish for a normal life? Dainsleif muses as he passes by giggling groups of unassuming humans, desperate vendors trying to sell their wares and many more individuals who might carve their places in the next epics of Teyvat. Often is it said, you only learn to value things after they leave your grasp and while his memory does erode day by day, he'll forever remember that Angel's — your countenance, how the corners of your lips used to curve before they did no longer, how every word of yours bewitched his decaying mind and built it anew.

He was an ant chasing after the fragrance of sugar, a mindless bug blinded by a speck of light, an apophyte clinging desperately to the bough, a sinner. And sinners do not deserve luxuries called normalcy, love or a home. The aftereffects of the Cataclysm that befell his homeland drove uncountable masses to nihility, some embraced their hatred while others rotted in corners of this world. It is testament to Dainsleif's willpower that he'd not been conquered by insanity yet. Indeed, he's always practiced rationale and patience ; which have also aided him in his prolonged search for you.

He investigated till every rock of this wretched world became his acquaintance and he kept on hanging to the last traces of your existence. But, as every expedition led to a dead end, he was forced to accept a lamentable realization, that he missed you. He missed you so much. He'd vowed to never kneel before those who took everything from him, at this point in his life though, he found himself one breath away from begging that floating island — if only it'd bring you back to his side.

Rain. It'd rained before that catastrophic day and on the eve you trespassed in his life as well. Would you laugh if you saw him in this state? Or, would you coax him up from his knees and shield him from the rain? A hoarse chuckle leaves his lips, how shameless does one need to be to still expect comfort from the being they hurt repeatedly? He'd rather not hear the answer.

“Mister?”

The sky growled at his misery but he could not differentiate it from a mocking sneer. He blinked upon feeling the absence of raindrops falling on his person and raised his head to stare.

It is as though the stars gazed at him back, “Why are you kneeling on the ground on a rainy day, mister?”

Dainsleif stared owlishly, his mind momentarily ceased to comprehend the present. The boy that'd reach his knees at most if Dainsleif had been standing returned his gaze in equal interest. Though the man failed to decipher those familiar eyes, it seemed that the boy had reached a conclusion.

“Oh, you must be in pain! Here, take one of my apples.”

The Bough Keeper jolted at the fruit that was shoved to his hand, in the blur of his confusion he'd not taken note of the bag full of apples clutched by the boy's other hand.

“My mother said that an apple a day would keep the pain away—ah, or was it the doctor? Anyway, please take it and don't look so sad. I should really be returning now…!”

Dainsleif opened his mouth (To protest, to question or to thank? He didn't know.) as the boy dashed away, the pitter-patters of the rain lulled his footsteps and left the man a great deal dumbfounded. He looked at the apple, now glistening with rainwater and recalled the boy's words. On normal occasions, he'd be tempted to immediately evacuate the vicinity after that mildly embarrassing encounter but, the memory of the starry gaze that rendered him speechless implored him to follow the boy's tracks.

At this point, his mind was operating on instinct, tracing the footprints of an unknown child without purpose would be the farthest thing he'd put on his agenda in his current state. The dense forest swallowed his form until it finally gifted him with a clearing, a small source of light peeked past a half open window and enticed him closer.

“...re…were…y…?”

The man only came to his senses after hearing muffled voices, standing before what he assumed was the door to the thatched cottage. For a second, he debated whether to continue this rendezvous but resigning that he'd come too far, he decided to take a peek through the window.

The rain lulled just enough to not be an outright nuisance, succinct yet unforgettable — there you were, separated by but a weak wooden structure and Dainsleif's stupefied mind. You are there. Are you really there? Right before his eyes, emerging out of nowhere after he turned Teyvat upside down just to find some reassurance that you're still alive? Your eyes narrowed in that familiar frown and rubbing a towel through a boy's hair—

Wait, what?

Fine strands of blonde clung to Dainsleif's forehead, a few drops of water dripping down to join the small puddle under his feet. He gaped like a fish at the scene and at the boy who led him to this epiphany, completely forgetting vigilance.

“Did you talk to anyone, son?”

Flowers bloomed in his heart at the sound of that familiar lilt and his breath hitched as he processed the contents you uttered. Son. You called that boy son. In the light of your humble abode, he noticed the boy's golden locks of hair that he'd previously foregone and a conclusion crawled its way to his mind. He has a child. He has a child? Dainsleif knew you have a knack for unpredictability but this level of surprise was not what he was expecting upon your first appearance after all these years. He dwelled on the question of how it was even possible for a while, he recalled the boy's eyes ; those characteristic star-shaped pupils would never lie. Voices reached his ear again and he decided to cast aside these questions for a later time.

“I did, but the man looked so sad all alone in the rain! So, I gave him one of the apples because I didn't know what else to do. I promise I didn't talk too much!”

You paused for a while, a cautious query followed, “What did he look like?”

The boy copied your silence this time, finding great interest in your nails before exclaiming, “Pretty ordinary!”

Dainsleif didn't know why but that gave a sting to his heart, he looked back to you to see the unreadable expression on your face slowly shift to a soft smile. You affectionately ruffled the boy—his boy's hair, the action somehow softened the ache in his soul. Until he remembered that he was ignorant of his own son's name. He was one who preferred to form his opinion of everyone from a neutral point of view and while he's not one to excuse children's behavior just because of their age, seeing his own son speak half-truths at this stage raised many more concerns to be dropped in the pile.

You're not someone who'd preach dishonesty to a child but considering the situation you are currently in and the things this child must've seen, he found himself understanding. The skies rumbled and Dainsleif barely pushed back the urge to kick down the door and take his family to where they belonged. But seeing the smile that he'd yearned for so many years, he hesitated. You'd fought hard to earn this little happiness and acting on his impulses now, however justified they might be, would be dishonoring your efforts. And judging by your reactions, he can already sense that you won't just sit idly by for him to pounce on.

So, he'll be patient for bit longer and when the time is right, it'll seem as though his family returned to his arms out of their own volition.

#requests: batch two #answered #beloved-brynn #yandere dainsleif #yandere dainsleif x reader #dainsleif x reader #yandere genshin impact #yandere #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #something in my heart tells me that dain gives off girl-dad vibes #buuuut since you mentioned it #tbh dain is so real for that opinion like.. have you seen children these days 💀

[callsign-rogueone]

excuses, excuses

fourth wing boys* x gn!partner!reader *Garrick, Bodhi, Xaden, Liam, Dain, Ridoc, Sawyer, and Brennan! got to thinkin' last night… the fw boys are all twenty-something college kids, and they’re gonna act like it, finding any reason to touch their partner or get them undressed lmao. here’s some of their excuses 🤭 words: 444 🏷: no book spoilers, but mild NSFW. just our boys being horndogs (all consensual and part of established relationships!) groping / touching / undressing, implications of sex in some of these but it’s not described in detail :)

Garrick likes to spar with you to help you train, but also so he can pin you down and lean over you, a sly smile on his face (“c’mon, baby, I know you can find a way out of this…”) (hint: the only way out is to kiss him)

Bodhi will lift you up to sit on his lap because there isn’t enough space at the table / etc (there absolutely is, and everyone knows it, but they just roll their eyes and ignore it now). and he’ll often forget his textbooks in his room, so you’ll have to sit close enough to share… 

Ridoc does your laundry for you, to save you time, and adds that for convenience, he should wash what you’re wearing right now, too. guess you’ll just have to lie around his room half-dressed until it’s finished. (you could have sworn there were five pairs of underwear in the basket when you gave it to him, not four… hm.)

Sawyer insists on helping you dress / undress for weeks after an injury so you don’t hurt yourself further (the tiniest little wound ever btw. you only needed four stitches and it did not impede your movement at all). also insists on inspecting you for injury every time, and he’s very thorough.

Liam will offer to give you a massage to help you relax after a rough day, but his hands keep slipping lower and lower, and he needs you to take your clothes off so he can really get the knots out of your muscles… yes, all of your clothes. (to be fair, that did actually help you relax)

Xaden swears that his shadows are only there to protect you, but they seem to have a mind of their own; they very much enjoy protecting any exposed skin, and the same places that he likes to touch, too. denies it up and down when you come to him frustrated at the end of the day, but he can’t leave his partner needy, can he? 

Dain finds any reason to pull you into his side, grabbing you by the waist / hips to move you out of the way because that guy was gonna run straight into you (he was going to miss you by a foot, at least) and keeps you close for the next several minutes / until you’ve reached your destination, not moving his hands.

+ bonus;

Brennan has a shameless habit of summoning you to his office for something important / urgent — to help him relieve some of the stress of being a Lieutenant Colonel (see also: bending you over his desk) very important, actually. thank you for your service to the rebellion 🫡

#fourth wing x reader #brennan sorrengail x reader #bodhi durran x reader #garrick tavis x reader #liam mairi x reader #dain aetos x reader #ridoc gamlyn x reader #sawyer henrick x reader #xaden riorson x reader #sawyer henrick #bodhi durran #liam mairi #dain aetos #ridoc gamlyn #fourth wing #xaden riorson #brennan sorrengail #garrick tavis #back in my day we called this a “preference”. do people still use that term? #mine #18+

[violetriorsons]

dain and xaden’s argument right after threshing was so unnecessarily brutal for violet — you’ve got one of them saying he just entered his own personal hell by being stuck with her for the rest of his life, and then the other one says he wouldn’t have lifted a finger to save violet in the threshing field

tairn should’ve incinerated them both as soon as he got back to the flight field

#like??? go away and let my bbygirl enjoy her big day!!! #fourth wing #violet sorrengail #xaden riorson #dain aetos #empyrean series

[cirkkaa]

In the hidden corners of this world, there are those who dream of dreaming

#i was watching the chapters pv which for some reason i did not until now #i got goosebumps seeing khaenriah chapter pv so close yet so far away sighhss TT #my art #genshin impact #lumine #dainsleif #dain is down bad for lumine they probably just dated for one day and he never got over her for 500 years #its too funny hes so sad i love it #dainslumi #clip studio paint #finally the dreamy sunset #thank you marco bucci for teaching painting :´) life savior

[badwolfgirl314]

Me, starting Fourth Wing: Aw:) childhood-friends-to-lovers, how cute :)

Me, 3/4 through Fourth Wing: if he touches you, kill him

#fourth wing #violet sorrengail #dain aetos #very briefly considered tagging this as spoilers but the sequel comes out in like 3 days #so…

[siriuslytamlin]

Why is Dain your favorite?!

Lol, Dain isn't my favorite per se but I think he's overhated by the fandom. He's a bit of a dick but in a very.. how your dad would give you eyeroll-worthy but ultimately good advice kind of way. Xaden also shares a lot of similar characteristics as Dain but he's off the hook so easy but Dain is just made to sound like a horrible person. I just want everyone judged in the same scale ya know?

He insisted Vi go to scribe quadrant, which while annoying af, was actually a very valid suggestion? That was her dream and she was forced to Riders? I mean, Xaden would have made his 100 something marked ones go to other quadrants too if the choice was there? To save their lives? He wouldn't stand by and see them falling one by one if he didn't have a choice. But y'all hated Dain for wanting to save her life THIS way but when he said he wont break rules to save her during training, it was like GASP HOW DARE HE!

Which brings me to: Dain followed rules. Which is apparently the worst thing ever but dun dun dun hypocrisy, when Cat got into Vi's head while fighting Vi and Rhi and everyone lost it.. because Cat wasn't following rules of combat so like you want rules followed but only when it's convenient for you, hm?

He read her mind once (not defending, he did bad thing yes) and shared info about Xaden to his father because he thought she was in danger. Xaden read her mind for weeks, and also reads minds of EVERYONE and that's okay but Dain's one time is despicable? I mean if he's so despicable, hate Xaden more? No? Yeah that's what hypocrisy is.

His whole "betrayal wasn't a betrayal" thing wasn't even a plot twist to me because the only reason to hate Dain was that Vi told you guys to hate him and y'all went with it. And I was really like yeah what did you expect you easily forgot he was your friend for years coz you made new friends?

Anyway, Not saying Dain was great, he had his flaws, but oh boy, he is not a villain like this fandom hive mind makes him out to be. Also disclaimer, I LOVE Xaden a LOT. So, this wasn't anti Xaden in anyway. Just pointing out facts.

#sorry for late reply i got sidetracked for a few days lol #fourth wing #dain aetos #xaden riorson #violet sorrengail #if u wanna argue dont bother #im not here to argue if u hate him then thats fine #hes clearly written to be hated #its made obvious in every other page lol #im not changing my mind because y'all fell for the narrative

[somuchfuckingsalt]

Okay, so I just finished reading Fourth Wing and Iron Flame and someone needs to explain something to me because either I'm stupid and missed it or there's a plot hole.

We know Violet lived at Basgiath for years because her mom was stationed there. Lived there long enough that she's able to confidently tell Xaden that she's lived there longer than he has, to have extensively worked with Markham who lives and works in the archives there, and to have had Nolon mending her for years in the Healer's Quadrant.

And I know only riders and cadets are permitted in the Riders Quadrant so obviously she wouldn't be going there. But we also know the riders go out into other parts of the college all the time?? The riders use the same healers and infirmary as everyone else in the college (the same infirmary Violet has been using for years while living there before entering the riders quadrant) and Violet spends a shit ton of time in both books in the Archives as a rider.

What I don't understand, is how Violet never crossed paths with any of the marked ones? Or Dain in his first year? You're telling me that after Dain bonded and was able to have his pick of the chores and he didn't choose the Archive rotation like Violet did in Fourth Wing just because he knew she was always in the Archives? Or something in the Healer's Quadrant just so his overprotective ass could always know when she was injured? Same with marked ones, none of them ever had chore duties outside of the rider's quadrant?

The only explanation I can come up with that is that they weren't permitted to have chores outside of the riders quadrant because of Violet but I don't know how her mom would've been able to swing that because it feels like she'd be overstepping some how.

It also doesn't explain how out of all the third and second year marked cadets, none of them happened to be injured the same time she was? Or when they were permitted to leave the college on weekends they never came across each other in that town I forget the name of that they're allowed to visit on weekends when they're second years. Or even if they weren't permitted to work in the Archives, they would've still been allowed to go there because Violet does many times in Iron Flame and it's not because she's special, rider's are allowed to check books out of the Archives same as their own library.

Anyway, I feel like I missed something and it's bothering the hell out of me.

#I also think it'd be hilarious if Xaden would have seen Violet around the college for the two years he was there and not know who she was #but she's attractive with interesting hair and he develops a crush on her #only to be furious when he learns who she is that day on the parapet #Garrick would've had a fucking field day teasing him about it because obviously he would know about Xaden's crush on the silver haired girl #xaden riorson #violet sorrengail #the empyrean #fourth wing #dain aetos

[sotwk]

Talk about doing a character dirty: The Hobbit movies straight up stole the shining moment of Dain Ironfoot's career as a warrior (killing Azog at a young age) to credit it to Thorin Oakenshield.

And then we fanfic writers pile on by writing our AUs where Thorin survives the BotFA and snatches away Dain's canon legacy as King Under the Mountain.

#lolz no regrets though #im not even really sorry #honestly i blame richard armitage #i would defy canon any day for his thorin #the hobbit #thorin #thorin oakenshield #dain ironfoot #tolkien

[sparklecryptid]

And what is Dainsleif's reaction to baby!Ajax? Does he remember the loops or does he just go "this child has been harmed by celestia's actions repeatably. the child is incredibly traumatised. this is now my child. fight me."

And then the Fatui + Tsaritsa have to deal with this stranger being overprotective of the unknown that they want to swaddle in blankets and give hot chocolate to and never let go

Both both both is good. Dainsleif remembers the loops (Kaeya eventually remembers too) and Dainsleif hears from Skirk that ‘oh btw Ajax is back and remembers’ and promptly goes to see him.

And then gets hit with the realization that AJAX IS A CHILD. Dainsleif was expecting Adult Battlehungry Childe. He was not prepared for overprotective of his family Ajax who has all of Childe’s willingness to murder (it’s just more retrained and directed now.)

Dainsleif: …..

Ajax: stop staring at me like that

Dainsleif: you’re a child

Ajax: at the moment

Dainsleif: forgive me but what do you think you can do like this.

Ajax: well I’m going to grow so I don’t think I’m going to do anything right now when I’m 15. I am going to go to Fontaine in a few years, someone has to deal with the tainted waters after all.

Dainsleif: …….I’m coming with you when that time comes. I’m not accepting any arguments.

Meanwhile:

Scaramouche: I am missing a punching bag. I do not know who that punching bag is. But I am missing him.

The rest of the Harbingers agree on that point. They are missing something. They do not know who. But there is someone missing.

There should be eleven of them, not ten. (It’s always been ten. So why do they think there is an eleventh? Who are they missing?)

(I think it would be very funny if La Signora was the one who met Ajax first. It would be hilarious. La Signora knows Ajax but she doesn’t know him. What she does know is that he’s the ghost that’s been haunting them and she’s going to take him back.)

#a different day verse #she does not take him back because Dain shows up and has no qualms beating the shit out people #Ajax: I could have done that myself #Dain: I’m aware. let’s go.

[throwaway-yandere]

Everyday I feel like an idiot cuz I'd look up the yandere dimitri tag to see if there are new fics and become a sad puddle when there's nothing when I can just. Write. It. Myself? I can. I can write. Somewhat decently. The frick is stopping me.

And then I remember I have real world responsibilities and the cycle repeats for the next day hAHAHAHHAHA. Aight, going to sleep. It's time for that new samsara.

#the super secret other reason for not actually writing a yan!dimi fic is cuz I know #i can't exactly share it to my friends cuz they haven't played the game 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #and I'm mostly a genshin blog— i feel absolutely sad abt how when I do non-genshin ones it doesn't perform well #when will i find a fire emblem three houses moot shbfjajdisjisjsks where is this soulmate #if i ever find that person I fricking guarantee you I will absolutely reset my whole tumblr lore. #dain? who??? there's only ever been dimitri. ayato? HAHHAAHA who?— #my lore would be just an officer's academy alumni who writes in their spare time and I'd go on pretending #genshin is like the fricking Iliad and Homer— “heard they're written by the author Hoyo but I'm pretttyyy sure that's a collection of #authors and not just one person” #and then I'll be like one of the dante alighieris of “Genshin Impact”. boom. mic drop. war starts. /j #lord knows id be a very different person if i had a yan!fe:th content creator moot. lord knows it takes one “bad day” for me to #become the joker /jjjjjjj #ansy-stalks #yknow what. #i bet 500 mora that if i look up the ansy-stalks tag 90% of them has longer tags than the post itself hAHAHAHHAHAHAHA

[reginrokkr]

To indulge in spicyday or not to indulge in spicyday... that is the question.

#◟༺✦༻◞ what lays behind the mantle of faux stars ┊ooc.┊ #stares at the inbox #there are only three asks pending #I surely can; right? #the last time Dain did something scandalous #in this day #is holding hands #and /gasps/ intertwining fingers #he surely earned it; right? 😔

[endlessdaydream]

Jesus fuck.

I just started iron flame yesterday, im on page 127, and I am FUCKING STRESSED

#I wanna go back to the simple days bc GODDAMN 🫠 #I am tweaking about all the shit going down rn holy fuck #varrish better die soon that psychotic mf needs to be eaten by Tairn same w his dragon #it was so nice in the begging seeing dains dad get his ass handed to him #but fuck fuck fuckkkk #iron flame #iron flame spoilers #if spoilers

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

Genshin Impact 3.5 main story spoilers ahead:

Dainsleif: hello...descendant of the abyss order founder.

Kaeya: sorry I’m the huh-what now?

#played the new Dain quest so hard I had to take a nap afterwards #idc how many abyss founders Kaeya is related to I will trust him to my dying day #I believe him when he says ''I literally don't care what my great x5 grandpa was doing I'm just vibing'' #Kaeya Alberich #Dainsleif #Genshin Impact // #Genshin Impact spoilers //

[dustofthedailylife]

Every time I start rambling about Genshin lore I feel like the biggest lunatic on this planet... 😂

#🍁 dust dons the tinfoil hat #like there is so much to unpack #and everyone is just being quiet about it in game #like TELL ME GUYS #I know I'm not here to destroy hilichurl towers ad jump on bouncy mushrooms day in and day out #I actually cannot wait for 3.5 and Dain #hopefully we get to ask him about the whole descender stuff #because if we don't #you may actually be able to watch me succumb to insanity live and in color #genshin impact

[toasteaa]

Enough sweet and sappy posting, it is now time for angst where I take all of the things that made my blorbo happy (the reader) and KILL them

#toast talks #Dain losing his lover when the heavenly principles laid siege to the palace first instead of the battlefield? #Realizing his catastrophic mistake when he told them that the palace would be the safest place for them since it would be spared? #Cyno having tried his hardest to keep knowledge of his relationship from reaching the masses but then he hears of a matra's kidnapping #and takes the investigation into his own hands - praying to any god that will listen that they're still alive after 40 days in the desert #The Fatui finding out the true identity of the dark knight hero and stealing his beloved in the midsts of his missions #and Diluc can only curse and blame his name for what they have done to them while he swears revenge once again #giggling twirling my hair and kicking my feet

[dnangelic]

waves really really fast at Daisuke from across the street, then puts her hands together in a heart while rocking forward on her toes, like any normal person would do upon seeing their friend.

@deiscension

' s-shi qingxuan ?! ' his head sweeps from side to side around him . he does a double-take ! ( oh no ... ohhh noooo !! ) this was about to be --- so awkward ! he's frozen in the place the instant he's laid eyes on her , and so has she , at least in her own way . it's lucky the busy road was between them --- but was it really ? she wouldn't try to come rushing over to this side the instant the lights changed , right ? or even more impulsive , try to make a beeline through the cars ?! maybe he should have given her a little more credit towards sensibility and self-preservation , but when his thoughts turned nervous they nose-dived towards the worst !

he had to brace himself ! for something ... s-something like that ?! heart beams being fired at him from across the street ! it's better than a whirlwind , heart-pounding smackdown embrace from behind , but it's still so embarrassing ... especially after his shocked shout of her name had drawn all sorts of eyes towards him already . something like a heart with your hands was too forward ! everyone around them would get the wrong idea ! as happy as he was to see her --- ( uwaah , don't transform ! don't transform !! if you change here , you're dead meat ! )

he's desperately trying to keep it together as an arm raises and stiffly waves back at her . if he started running home , ( running away , from both her and this uncomfortable , increasingly overwhelming sensation , ) would she have been disappointed ? at this point , maybe making a beeline to her instead through the cars would have been a better idea . when their individual greetings were finally through being exchanged , daisuke's palms return to clutching at the straps of his school backpack . he gulps a little .

( hi , shi qingxuan ! i'm so happy to see you . i mean , what a coincidence . i mean , hey ! what brings you here ? i mean , ohoho , what are the chances ? i mean , hey , my stomach hurts , and i've gotta go home before i totally explode . ) he frets , his head turning a mess of greetings he couldn't possibly choose from --- and that he might not have even gotten the opportunity to use .

for now , he marches towards the crosswalk at the end of his independent road . even if it was a little dangerous ... it'd feel too cruel to leave her without a single proper hello . and besides , even if part of him just wanted to go home and get started on his homework , or the lengthy preparations for yet another night heist , didn't he want to listen to her more ? ' i'm --- i'm coming over , okay ? ' it was normal for her , the free-spirited , unrestrained girl that sometimes he wished he could be even just a little bit more like . ' i'll be right there , just give me a second ! a-and you don't have to keep doing the thing with your hands ! '

#*･ﾟ⊰ ANSWERED. ⊱ #CANON. #deiscension #HRHGHHHH shes so cute. bliss #cant be too blissed though. turning purple on the street would be a worldending crisis #for dai and only dain in particular