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sam-sketchh · 3 days
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diluc ❤️🍓
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eseninkit-blog · 3 days
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you smell nice
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ordowrites · 2 days
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Things They Loves About You
cw: mild allusions to smut, mdni, minors dni, fluff, no pronouns - use of terms of affection and praise
characters: lyney, diluc, wanderer, kaeya, arlecchino
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Lyney
The way you laugh, placing your hand over your mouth to stifle your laughter so you don't disturb anyone around you. He is addicted. So, Lyney tries to make you laugh - tries to do anything to get fits of laughter, aching sides and tears running down your face with silly jokes and teasing. Archons, he is blessed if he can listen to your laughter for the rest of his life. He is greedy to want to.
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Diluc
Making him pick something he likes about you feels wrong but your eyes, the way they draw him with the liveliness, how expressive you are. Those are depths he can get lost in and understand why people compare eyes to gems, to things of beauty. He kisses both your eyelids each night, then your nose, cheeks, lips. Neck. Quite honestly, he can write books on your very being, because it never stops there. You, in all your existence, are the most beautiful gem he has ever been privileged to witness. Rare you are, he wishes he could protect you from the world outside but that's wishful thinking. you are strong, you are stubborn. and he contents to just be with you for as often as possible.
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wanderer
your hands are delicate to hold. soft, in comparison to him. his body next to yours - he holds onto you tightly because he fears if he lets go, you may disappear like everyone else. you are warm against him, your hands curious about the nooks and crannies of his body - divine and synthetic. how could a human love a puppet so? he wonders these things but never asks. you kiss him and he shortcircuits. you talk to him, and he forgets language.
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kaeya
you're a curious thing, aren't you? with your smile and your words that stun even him. you catch him off guard at every possible chance you get. for a snarky response he has for you, you easily return without a second thought. your smile still there, never secretive, never misleading. your mind is a curious thing he wishes to pick apart but your smile - oh he loves your smile.
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arlecchino
a strange one, she could regard you as her pet and call it a day. never once as she ever called your loyalty into question, but the thing that truly enamors her to you is your innocence. or what she views as innocence. you look at the world around you with delight, curiosity that never fades even over the simplist of things. some lovely seashell you found, Lumitoile, hell - you found a mechnical bug that you'd shown to her before taking it apart to see how it worked. Much like how her "children" lean into their own interests, she could quietly listen to you talk about all the things you have learned.
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seelie-buddy · 2 days
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Amidst glistening snowflakes
summary : just some wintery shenanigans
contains : relishing the warmth of tea with Zhongli ; enjoying the snowfall with Diluc ; fluff ; gn!reader, this drabble is written in second person
word count : 1.1k
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The morning sunlight did little to warm you, but it was welcome nonetheless. The steaming teapot placed by the armchair you lounged in, and the blankets bundling you in a warm hug were plenty to keep you warm.
The tea in your hands clearly contrasted to the sight of the window you gazed out of, you mused to yourself.
White, flaky snow drifted down blissfully, the wind swaying them, bringing some snowflakes to land by the window sill. For but a moment, you could see their sparkle before they melted away.
The smile on your face melted as you noticed a figure amongst the snowy storm. Browns with accents of gold. It took you no time to recognise him.
An exasperated sigh slipped past your lips as you pulled away from the warm blankets, reaching your front door just as knocks echoed through the silence of your house.
A gust of frigid winds rushed past you as you pulled the door open, snowflakes getting swept in along with the wind.
"Zhongli," You invited him in quickly, shutting the door with even more speed, shivers running down your body. You would've shown your displeasure if you weren't worried for your dear visitor.
"I didn't think the snowfall would begin this early," Zhongli admits before you could question. "It was quick to start, even quicker to cover the ground in pure white."
Chuckles left your mouth as you took in the state he was in. Pure snowflakes glistened amongst his brown hair before it slowly faded, leaving behind bits of moisture.
"What tea will you have?" You ask to divert your amusement; the sheepish smile on his face was not something you were graced with often— this friend of yours was greatly wise, but he could be quite silly at times.
It was not unusual for him to show up at your door every now and then, whether it be due to a sudden downpour making him seek out shelter, or simply having bought something from the market while thinking of you.
Nor was it uncommon for him to forget his wallet while you strolled through the marketplace, or for minutes to turn into hours while he gazed upon the city's bustle that remains even after the sun fades and the moon shines.
"I smell oolong," he says, sagely for a man who conveniently managed to find himself amidst a snowstorm. "A cup for me as well, if it is not a hassle."
"Not a hassle if it's for you," you have your hand dismissively before an idea blooms in your mind.
Positioning your hands behind your back, you look up at him, his amber eyes picking up on your playful mood as he quirked an eyebrow your way.
"In the land of the God of contracts, it is only fair I receive for what I give, no?" You smile cheekily, much to his amusement.
"Indeed, then what is it that you wish for? I will give it to you," he replies, willing to play along.
"How about," you tap your index finger against your chin to mock pondering. "The tale left incomplete from last time?"
Warm laughter rings through the room, his eyes turning into honey toned crescents, his smile just as intoxicating as it is contagious.
"Then your wish I shall grant, for the cost of a cup of tea; a fair trade."
The world falls silent and still under the snow outside of your home, where warmth from the hearth and cups of tea is relished alongside laughter, companionship, and tales of the mighty and mythical of history.
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Diluc noticed it quickly: the white dust floating with the wind and settling on his window sill.
Rays of sunshine filtering through grey clouds that stretched over the sky in a manner not dissimilar to a fuzzy blanket. The darkness felt strange when the clock ticking away on the wall indicated the hour of noon.
Snow was not new to Mondstadt, and this weather surely did not surprise, given all the warnings of snowfall Mondstadt had received; Diluc returned to his work without another thought.
His attention was diverted again, barely minutes after. Faint sounds fell on his ears as he moved to peer out the window. His eyes caught you, out in his meadows, and uncaring of the wintery weather.
Your mirthful laughter spilled into the air as you outstretched your hands to catch the glittery white flakes. The euphoria bubbling within you increasing with every blowing breeze that brought snowflakes to you.
Your heart soared as glittery flakes landed on your skin, only to disappear, almost like a figment of pure imagination; a little magic trick.
Your fingers began to numb against the chilled winds, and frozen snowflakes. Why had the sight needed to be so mesmerizing, so captivating, but frigid as such? To enchant you so, only for it to be too cold for you to enjoy? It was unfair.
"You'll fall sick," a voice called out to you as you turned, eyes catching Diluc's. A spare jacket in his hand, and a slight frown on his face— enough for you to know he wasn't a fan of your antics: freezing to admire the frosty weather was poor judgment on your behalf, you couldn't deny.
But could he really blame you? The serene sight of snowflakes was enough to make you all but rush away from the warmth of the fireplace, all other thoughts pushed aside so you could enjoy the weather you seldom got to enjoy.
He placed the jacket onto your shoulders, and you quickly put it on, sighing at the protection it gave you from the biting cold.
"Dress warm next time," Diluc scolded, his exasperation diluted by the softness of his tone.
"You're dressed as usual," you poked out your tongue at him, successfully earning an eye roll.
"I have a pyro vision, a few minutes like this won't do me harm. But you—"
"Okay, okay," you bounced in your heels, too much energy bubbling in you to listen through his scoldings. "I'll ask Adelinde to make me a hot drink and I'll be fine!"
Diluc sighed, his frown, slowly but surely, growing into a smile. He extended his hand towards you, ruffling your hair, making the snow that collected atop your hair scatter, the sight similar to blowing on a dandelion.
You scrunch your nose as snowflakes tickled your nose before melting away; a sneeze escaping you before you know it.
A beat of silence, the snow continued to drift around you in a flurry of soft coldness.
And then: laughter.
"Let's go inside," you say, rubbing your palms together, "I need that warm drink right now."
Diluc gave you a nod— and hey, you definitely saw that eye roll!
Feeling content with your little playtime in the snow, you chose to follow him back to the warmth of the burning hearth.
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a/n : the city where I live had some snowfall over the last week thus inspiring this (ironic how I have a week off from school as 'spring break')
p/s : this was supposed to include Kazuha too but that idea wasn't getting formed into words, I might write and post it later, maybe, depends
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viscerotonixx · 3 days
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THE QUESTIONS ARE NOT FUCKING ANONYMOUS!
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bobaboob · 2 days
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salute
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hamsterarts · 3 days
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I got inspired
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nata-natfan · 2 days
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Деньрожденский подарочек для hatter.mad. 🎉🎉🎉 Больше птичек любителям птичек!
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similar-agency · 2 days
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daisydoesfanfics · 2 days
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|Eternity|
Diluc, Alhaitham, Neuvilette, Zhongli x gn!reader
Description: In which you brought clarity to their life.
Genre: Romance, Angst (fluff if you squint)
Warnings: None (written in the character's point of view/first person)
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The word 'eternity' has always been so vague to me. Sure I know it means 'forever', but still. How can you claim that something is eternal if nothing is?
I've learned that life is a come and go cycle, people come, and people go. I've learned to live my life with no expectations. I don't get attached to anything or anyone either. That way, when disappointment strikes, I won't feel bad. It won't be difficult for me to let go. I make friends, acquaintances, but I've always kept them at arm's length. I lived every day like it was an obligation, not a choice.
But that was until I met you.
At first I treated you like everyone else. I didn't treat you harshly, but I just couldn't let my guard down. I felt myself warming up to your awkward jokes and warm smiles. So I tried to shut you out. Yet no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. You kept drifting back to me. And I slowly began to embrace you.
I enjoyed having you beside me. I enjoyed having your arm looped with mine as we walked down the park. You made the sun shine brighter and the oceans calmer. You gave me a reason to wake up everyday. You changed my life full of routines into a life full of unexpected surprises. And it felt wonderful. I felt alive for once.
But then again, life is a come and go cycle. You came into my life, and quickly you left. I thought that losing you would be cold and lonely. That my life would return to its boringness. It didn't. Sometimes, despite not seeing or hearing you, I could feel you. I question if I've gone insane, but no. It wasn't insanity, it was love. You inspired me to keep going. You drove me to find my purpose. You're the angel that whispers in my ear, telling me to do the right thing. And even if you're gone, you're present in my heart. It's been a while since you've left, but my love for you has remained the same, if not stronger.
So, I think understand now. Life is not forever. But love lasts an eternity.
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A/N: idk if i like this😮‍💨 but i'll post it for the sake of posting (also to make up for my almost one year disappearance) i feel like this could fit xiao too, and maybe geto but im not sure, still you can imagine this with any of your favorite characters! also in mu opinion, you probably died in the end so🥰 also lets pretend zhongli and neuvillette aren't immortal-
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r26yz · 2 days
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kretek
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eroxotckv · 1 day
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crimson hue, you're lucky i favor you
✏ diluc drabble; artist gn reader, jealous diluc, a lil' possessive over u, pining
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"You're drawing Kaeya again?"
The Ragnvindr was almost scowling. The disdain dripping from his tone as his glare fixated on the drawing- then looking away as he huffed rather dramatically. His shoulders were visibly tensed as he slightly leaned his back against the tree, crossed arms tightening. He looked as stiff as an iron statue. His eyebrows seemed knitted together and he was visibly clenching his jaw. And if it weren't for the windy breeze then his red, crimson hair would've matched his stillness.
Ah, you were staring and he asked you a question, didn't he?
"I like to draw different kinds of people." You replied to his statement as you tried to peek into his burning red eyes which seemed to be also burning in no other than jealousy.
You recognized this protective-envious sort of behavior from him. Whether Diluc had ever tried to hide it or not, it was palpable.
The young Master only scoffed in response, refusing to meet your gaze. "And out of all different people you chose that clown.." he muttered lowly
"It's not like I'm talking to him anyway!" You protested, dropping your pencil on top of the drawing of the Cavalry Captain. "I'm just drawing him."
He didn't reply for a few seconds. 'Thats exactly the problem..' he wanted to tell you but he couldn't. He knew he couldn't. You didn't belong to him and he had no right to control your decisions. But that still didn't wash out the fire in his chest. Thus, he chose to be quiet.
Silently, you sighed a bit. You were feigning any annoyance, anyway. A small smile played on your lips at his jealousy. But you decided not to mention it. There's no need to tease him even more.
You turn the pages of your sketchbook- pencil then landing on your work-in-progress Diluc sketch. Instead, you'll continue this one.
As your fingers swiftly handles the pencil, working on the fine lines and details, you begin to stroke and flick across the paper, capturing his portrayal. Needing to refresh your memory of your dear friend, you take a quick glimpse at him.
Only to catch the most subtle yet gentle smiling tugging at the corners of his lips. And if you squint, you'd see the rose colored pink that dusts his cheeks. The sunset perfectly lighting his handsome features.
Guess that lightened his mood.
If only jealous Diluc knew that it was truly him that was your artist's obsession. But he knows he's lucky you favor him. What a silly man.
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© eroxotckv
♥︎ - liked that one? check out my other works! especially "an artist's obsession" made by yours truly! masterlist
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yanano-hiresei · 2 days
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justendrix · 3 days
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Holding onto your papa's shirt
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Me when me when I love Crepus Ragnvindr ♡
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@friendlesscat
Here’s your Kaeya and Diluc angst/comfort!
It’s not as whumpy as I wanted it to be, but I love it, and I hope you do too!
“Captain! Captain!” He heard a voice scream.
One by one, his team was getting picked off.
“CAPTAIN KAEYA!” He heard their pleas, “HELP!”
Their cries for help. His vision was blurry, and his body staggered in pain. How much longer could he keep going?
“Must- keep…. fighting…” He muttered, struggling to hold his sword.
It was raining, which was supposed to give him an advantage- but who would expect a rogue Ruin Hunter would appear in the middle of Wolvendom Woods?
His team certainly did not.
“C-Captain! What do we-”
The voices- the fear and terror.
He couldn’t help them. He couldn’t even help himself.
As the screams died down, and the rain and thunder pounded in his ears- he felt his body become lighter.
Was this it? Was he dying? After everything- the traitor meets a cruel end. Was it really cruel though? Such a fate must be fit for someone like him. He was losing consciousness- he knew that much. He tried to stay up, but he knew that resistance was futile. His wounds were too much to bear, and the Ruin Hunter wasn’t letting up. It sharpened its weapon, ready to strike the last man standing.
“I’m sorry.” He muttered.
He didn’t quite know who exactly he was apologizing to. To his teammates, who he failed when they needed him? Was it to Jean; whom he failed as a captain? Or to Diluc? For failing him as a brother? Maybe to Crepus; for failing him as a son.
It didn’t matter who. He failed all of them. Even his own father, who abandoned him.
His life was a failure. A waste. And he was sorry to anyone who knew him.
His body hit the ground- it didn’t hurt nearly as much as the other wounds he had.
And as he closed his eyes, he felt warm…
He also saw light. Was it “the light”? Like when you die? No… it was… red… and flaming…
He didn’t expect to wake up. Nor did he expect to be on a cart, rolling towards Dawn Winery.
Oh… Here I am… once again…
It was bittersweet, in a way. How he was bleeding out, being taken towards the place where he had first been abandoned.
He couldn’t speak- only look around. He caught sight of the brooding red-haired man that was wheeling him back. Only… he didn’t look so brooding… Was it a trick of his near-death hallucinations, or was Diluc…
He couldn’t form many thoughts before he blacked out again.
The next time he woke up, he was inside of Dawn Winery, laying on a fancy red sofa. He only hoped it was red before he got there.
He realized he was awake enough to hear speaking, but only bits.
“Found him… tell Jean… others… only survivor…”
The words rang through his ears. His stomach dropped.
It didn’t matter if he lived or died through this experience. All that mattered was that he had to carry the knowledge that he failed his team. A bunch of excellent knights… gone. Dead. And it was his fault. It was always his fault- Crepus was his fault- Losing his brother was his fault-
Why did he have to be such a failure?
He couldn't tell if it was blood or a tear that dripped down his cheek. It was his right eye too. Maybe the world thought he needed a real reason to wear his eye patch.
He didn’t realize that the conversation he overheard was now over. He only noticed that when Diluc started to approach him.
“Kae…” He muttered.
A nickname he hadn’t heard in so long… Diluc must’ve thought that he was still asleep.
“I… I’m sorry… For everything. You… you’re a great knight, really. You don’t need to be so hard on yourself all the time. I know the front that you put up. A respectable knight who has everything together. But that's not the real you… Not the one I know at least.”
Kaeya kept his eyes and mouth closed, but holding his “unconscious” expression was difficult.
You don’t need to apologize… all of it was my fault.
“You’re gonna blame yourself for all this, I know you will, but… it's not your fault. No one would expect a Ruin Hunter to pop up in those woods. And no one would expect you to take it on, especially since you weren’t prepared for a fight. I’ve already sent some people out to retrieve the other knight's bodies and I've got a hawk sending a message to the Acting Grand Master. By the time you wake up… you’ll be back in Mondstadt.”
Kaeya had half the mind to get up and protest him that moment. He wanted to speak to him. To tell him everything that he felt.
The other part of him wanted to stay silent. To wait and listen.
But no part of him wanted to miss the chance to speak to his brother.
“I don’t know why I’m still talking to you. You’ll be briefed on all this when you can actually hear people. I just… I guess I wanted to give us both some comfort. I get to talk to you without your mask, and… you can listen.”
He heard Diluc take a deep breath. It… quivered.
“It wasn’t… easy, Kaeya… losing both you and father on the same day… You must know now that your timing wasn’t… great. But… Kae, if I had the chance to go back and change everything, I would.”
Now this wouldn’t have been Kaeya’s chosen time to “awaken” from his slumber, but his body had other plans.
He shot up, coughing as if he was trying desperately to lose a lung.
He heard Diluc gasp a bit, then saw him stand.
“Argh-” He grumbled, wrapping his arms around his waist.
“Here.” Diluc offered him a rag, to wipe up the blood that shot from his mouth.
Kaeya took a moment to cough some more, then laid back on the couch.
“Are you alright? How do you feel? Adelinde, can you bring me a glass of water-?” Diluc bombarded him with questions, sitting back down.
“I-I'm fine… I'm fine. You sound like-” He coughed some more, deciding to just sit up instead.
“Dad?” Diluc finished.
“...Yeah…” Kaeya muttered, looking away.
There was silence.
Kaeya observed his now wrapped wounds. His hand reached for his right eye.
Diluc looked away, fiddling with his hands.
“It's not that bad, right?” Kaeya jokes.
Diluc didn’t look at him.
More silence.
“…Maybe… Maybe I should just get going-” He said.
“No. No no no, you are staying on this couch till someone arrives to take you back to the city.” Diluc said, standing up and blocking the couch.
“I’ll be fine.” Kaeya countered.
“Fine!? You’re literally bleeding everywhere!” Diluc said, frustratingly.
“Better for me to bleed on the grass instead of your couch.” Kaeya muttered, attempting to stand.
Diluc sighed, stepping away.
“Fine, you can leave, only if you can manage to get to the door all by yourself without falling over.”
Kaeya scoffed before taking one step and collapsing.
He then started to cough even more, but this time, he couldn’t breath in.
“Kaeya!” Diluc exclaimed, helping him up immediately. “I expected you to fall over, but not to immediately start dying!”
“Here, Master Diluc.” Adelinde said, handing him a glass of water.
Adelinde helped Kaeya back to sitting on the couch, and Diluc handed him the water.
He downed it, only taking seconds to breathe.
“Careful- I don’t want you vomiting everywhere too.” Diluc scolded.
Kaeya set the glass on the table beside him.
“Sure thing, Master Diluc.” He muttered, sounding upset or angry, like his voice was filled with disdain.
“Don't say it like that…” Diluc muttered.
“Like what?” Kaeya asked snarkily.
“Like you hate me.” Diluc said, looking him in the eye.
“Yeah, okay…” Kaeya said, looking down.
Diluc got up to leave.
I don’t hate you. I don’t hate you. I don’t hate you. Please don’t leave-
“...I don’t hate you.” Kaeya said.
Diluc turned to him.
“Kaeya-”
“No. Let me speak…” He said, his expression was… sad.
“I don’t hate you, or what you do. I might’ve thought I hated you for a while, but I didn’t. Truth is… I've… missed you. I've missed my brother. And I know I’ve screwed up. I’ve hated myself ever since Crepus died. Ever since I ruined this family. And… and I would do the same thing.”
Diluc was speechless.
“The… ‘same thing’?” He asked.
“If I had the chance to go back in time and change things, I would. But part of me… if given the chance, would have never let us meet. Then maybe you’d still have your position in the knights, and maybe you’d still be happy and bright, and maybe you’d still have your dad-”
He hadn’t noticed the tears that started to roll down his cheeks.
He also didn’t notice that Diluc had started to approach him- till he was enveloped in a hug.
“Our dad…” Diluc whispered.
“....right…” Kaeya smiled, sniffling.
He wrapped his hands around Diluc, nuzzling his head into his shoulder.
“I’ve missed you too. But I guess I don’t need to tell you that, since i'm assuming you were awake during my whole monologue…”
“Yeah, I was…”
“Always the better actor.” Diluc said, exiting the hug.
“Of course,” Kaeya laughed, “Someone had to sneak us into the Knights training sessions, and your fake crying wasn’t going to cut it.”
“Yeah yeah…”
Link to the fic on Ao3 if you wanna give it kudos there!
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berylb0tany · 1 day
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sigh
anyway problem child diluc truthers we won
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