Tumgik
#genshin series
versadies · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
EPILOGUE || FOREVERMORE
SYNOPSIS (of chapter). in which it's been three months since your trip to mondstadt.
SYNOPSIS (of series). breaking up with your first love was heartbreaking, but not as heartbreaking as getting invited to his wedding after years of not seeing him. that is, until things seem to be easier when you encounter a certain guest, who could end up becoming more than just a blooming friend to you (or not).
CHARACTERS. diluc ragnvindr, kamisato ayato, and thoma (w/ gn!reader)
CONTENT. fluff/slight-angst, grammar errors (?), cheesy scenes, second-hand embarrassment (?), possible errors in general.
WORD COUNT. 3.5k words
LINKS. EVERMORE MASTERLIST \ MAIN MASTERLIST \ EVERMORE SURVEY
POST-SCRIPT. the end is finally here!! hopefully the ending is satisfying and fulfilling, i've done all i can to make sure it brings the entire series together and give reader the happiness they deserve. if you wish to know fun facts about the series, stay until the end!!
PREVIOUS
Tumblr media
3 MONTHS LATER AFTER THE WEDDING.
DECEMBER 11, 2022
It’s been a while since you’ve last visited Mondstadt. 
You find yourself sitting on a bar stool with your drink in hand, wearing a formal outfit suited for an occasion that can happen to someone for once-in-a-lifetime: a wedding. 
True to both you and Diluc’s words, you kept in touch with one another as you two remained friends after your departure from Mondstadt. Though you’re both busy from your work schedules, the two of you make the most of your conversations through sending pictures of food, places, and even your friends – your particular favorite being a picture of his pet bird, Vanessa – in your messages. 
It’s safe to say things are well, and you’re more than happy with the couple’s wedding despite your heartbreak before. 
You mindlessly look around the reception venue with a smile on your face, paying no mind to the conversations between loud guests who are either talking about 1) the newly wedded couple, or 2) the recent buzz of the continent regarding a certain corrupted CEO.
Two months after the wedding of Ayato and Chisato, Shinsuke was suddenly arrested thanks to the newly-wedded couple, who exposed him with numerous charges that shocked the entire public and media.
“Did you hear? Hiiragi Shinsuke has been arrested for his crimes!”
“I know! It’s shocking to hear that it took him this long to be behind bars, and to think that it’s all thanks to his daughter and her husband...” 
“Didn’t they work with that young detective that’s been the buzz of Inazuma’s police force? What’s that detective’s name again?”
“I believe it’s Shikanoin. Apparently he’s been investigating Hiiragi for a long time now!” 
You muted out people’s chattering about Shinsuke, taking a sip of your drink. You’re honestly just glad that he’s finally behind bars now, and you won’t have to worry about him for a long, long tim–
“( Name )! How are you?” You flinch when you hear a particular voice that you haven’t heard for a few months now. When you turn around, you spot Venti coming towards you happily with a skip of his steps.
“Venti!” You greeted him happily, putting your glass down before standing up to come towards him, spreading your arms for a friendly hug. “I’ve been well, thank you. How about you? It’s been a while!” 
Venti giggles, wrapping his arms around you for a warm friendly hug. “I’m doing well, especially with free drinks and free food around!” He cheers. His flushed cheeks and drowsy look is enough for you to know that he’s as drunk as can be. Classic Venti…
“I can tell.” You respond with a laugh, before helping him sit on one of the bar stools that’s next to yours on the left. “You should take a break from all that drinking, your hangover will be the death of you tomorrow.” 
“You’re right.. I should be ready for later..!” Venti hiccups. “How’s Zhongli, by the way? Did he go with you as your plus one again?” 
You shake your head in response. “He’s okay, but no, he’s not with me for this trip.” You replied. “I didn’t bring anyone with me since it wasn’t mentioned in the wedding card.”
“Well then, I guess you’re stuck with me!” He giggles, before ordering the bartender another glass once again, much to both your dismay and the bartender’s. 
As Venti indulges himself with the free drinks while sharing interesting things about Mondstadt, you couldn’t help but glance at the direction of where Diluc and Jean are, who are both chatting quietly to one another as they eat their meals at their table.
It didn’t take long before Diluc felt your stare, and noticed your presence. 
You couldn’t help but smile at him with a wave, to which he responds with an acknowledged nod, slightly smiling towards you before his attention is taken by another guest who came to congratulate the newly-wedded couple.
Your attention is eventually taken as well by another person, who suddenly seated himself right next to you on your right. 
“Thoma!” You gasp in surprise, not expecting to see the blonde-haired man.
Thoma flashes you a smile as he chuckles. “Hello to you too as well, ( Name ). Guess you didn’t expect me to be here, huh?” 
“Of course not, you gave me a heart attack! I didn’t know you were invited!” You exclaim with a smile. You couldn’t help but take note of how neat he looks, wearing a tuxedo with his hair fixed instead of his usual messy hairdo that you’ve grown used to. 
“I didn’t think I’d be invited either until Ayato persuaded me to come to the wedding on his behalf. I’m sure you know how busy Inazuma has been since the… arrest.” He explains, scratching the back of his head with a cheeky grin. 
You nod in understanding, your smile becoming a little strained at the mention of the arrest of Shinsuke. “I’m very aware. Almost everyone’s talking about it here, surprisingly.” 
The blonde man takes note of your strained smile, and he decides to quickly change topics in a jiffy. “How’s your trip here? Did you bring anyone with you?” He asks curiously. 
You lean on the bar counter, though your drink (as well as Venti, who’s still busy with his drinks) is left forgotten. “My trip’s been amazing. I didn’t bring anyone with me though. How about you?” 
Thoma shrugs. “I didn’t bring anyone either. Though if I could, I would’ve brought Taroumaru.” 
“Aw, I miss Taroumaru!” You cooed. You immediately thought about Inazuma once again, becoming more homesick than you thought you’d be. “How’s the little guy? I heard he’s been the talk of the town. He’s getting really famous on the Internet, isn’t he?” 
Thoma chuckles in response, his cheeks turning slightly red. “Yeah.. I honestly didn’t think he’d get famous. There was an idol who came to visit the café and took a picture of him, which was how he got everyone’s love.” 
You nodded slowly, still smiling. “So I suppose business is booming then? I’m sure a lot of people must be wanting to meet Taroumaru.” 
“Oh if only you see how busy it’s been. If it weren’t for the staff my mom and I hired, I wouldn’t be able to come to the wedding in the first place!” He comments.
As you continue to listen to Thoma talking about people in Inazuma, you couldn’t help but miss Inazuma even more. You honestly couldn’t wait to come back. 
“How about you? How’s Liyue been lately after your trip?” Your friend suddenly asks, causing you to wake up from your thoughts. 
You cleared your throat. “Oh, same as always. Though,” You straighten your posture, clearing your throat, “I’ve thought about coming back to Inazuma after what happened.” 
Thoma was taken back by surprise from your words, his eyes brightened. “R-Really?” 
You hummed, your smile growing from his excitement. “Really.” 
The man before you didn’t know what to say, stunned from such good news. “This..." He couldn’t help but let out a laugh, obviously ecstatic from the news as his eyes brightens instantly. "This is amazing news! You have to let me know when your flight is then. I can pick you up from the airport and we can go wherever you want and–”
“Woah, woah, slow down!” You couldn’t help but laugh as well, finding his excitement infectious and amusing. “I haven’t even booked anything yet, let alone ask for a transfer in my job.”  
“O-Oh!” His cheeks turn red instantly in embarrassment. “R-Right.. My bad, I-I was getting too excited.” He stammers, clearing his throat as he fixes his suit tie. “When do you think you’ll come back?” 
You shrug in response. “I’m thinking of.. Maybe after New Year’s Day. It’ll take a while since well.. It’s hard to move to another country, you know?”
He nodded quickly. “Ah yes, of course. I totally understand! You should take your time.” He says in agreement. “Just… Let me know when you’re coming back. I missed you, you know?” 
You couldn’t help but feel your cheeks warming up from his words. Thoma was never the type to confess something so affectionate, but perhaps the drinks are getting the best of both of you…
The blonde man was quick to realize what he said though, as he instantly stiffens and starts stumbling on his words. “I-I mean, I-I’m not the only one who misses you– since everyone misses you, i-including me..!” 
“Y-Yeah, I get it. E-Especially since it’s been a long time since I’ve left Inazuma.” You stumbled as well, your cheeks warming even more from the awkward situation that the both of you brought yourself into. “I-If anything, I missed you guys too..!” 
Yeah, the drinks are definitely getting the best of both of you. 
The two of you couldn’t help but laugh once again from the embarrassment, causing the tense and awkward atmosphere to dissipate. 
“Well that was awkward.” He commented, smiling from ear-to-ear.
“No doubt.” You responded, still laughing as you held your stomach. 
As the both of you try to catch your breaths after laughing, Thoma decides to get himself a drink as well as another one for you. “Let’s drink to celebrate your upcoming return then. On me, of course.” 
You snorted. “Thoma, the drinks are free. We’re in a wedding, remember?” 
He blushes once again. “A-Ah.. Right.” 
As you walk out of the elevator, you head towards your hotel room with Thoma in tow. 
Long after the wedding finally ended, you decided to take your leave and hit the bed to sleep for the night, wanting nothing more than to lie down on the comfortable sheets of the bed as you snore away. 
To your surprise, Thoma decides to make sure you come back to your room in one piece and escort you back to your room given that the both of you are a little intoxicated.
“You know, you don’t have to come with me. I can go back to the room on my own.” You said reassuringly, noticing how close your hotel room is getting.
“We’re here anyway, so you’re stuck with me now.” He comments, insisting even more as he walks by your side. “Besides, I’m actually staying in the same hotel as you. Though, I’m three floors above.” 
You relax instantly from his words, no longer finding the energy to say otherwise. “Oh, that’s good then.” You stumble around and try to find your keycard, pulling it out from your pocket as the two of you arrive to your room.
“Thanks again, Thoma. I’m glad you had kept me company at the wedding– and for helping me taking care of Venti.” You chuckled, letting your door scan your keycard. 
He smiles, nodding in acknowledgement. “Of course. It’s the least I can do since you’ve given me a good time at the wedding.” 
You smiled in response, and turned around to enter your room that's now opened, but before you could enter, he stopped you for a moment. 
“Wait.” 
“Hm?” You turn to look at him in confusion and in curiosity. “Is something wrong?” 
He shakes his head. “N-No, of course not. It’s just…”
The two of you fell awkwardly silent. 
“...I won’t be here tomorrow, so you won’t see me until you return to Inazuma.” He confesses. “So… If you ever decide on whether you’d visit, move in, or whatever, I’m one call away. Just let me know when you come and visit.” So I can be the first to greet you.
You smiled cheekily. “So you really did miss me, huh?”
He blushes once again. “Can you blame me..?” There’s no one I love but you. 
You then pat his shoulder. “...I’ll call you as soon as I get the date. Just promise me you’ll be by the airport with some cardboard that has my name.” You teased. 
He nodded eagerly. “I’ll make sure it’ll have ‘Welcome back from the Asylum’ on it.” He says, teasing you back. 
“Oh I’d like to see you try!” You laugh, lightly slapping his shoulder as he grins.
“...See you next time, ( Name ).” 
“See you next time, Thoma.” 
You took a few steps to your room and finally closed the door, the last face you saw was Thoma’s flushed face. 
As soon as he’s alone in the quiet hallways of the hotel floor, he lets out a sigh. 
This time.. This time I’ll shoot my shot.
.
.
.
“What are you thinking about, Thoma?” 
The blonde-haired man blinks a few times as he finds himself back in the familiar surroundings of Komore Cafe. 
“Ah, sorry.. I-I was just thinking about something.” Thoma says with a cheeky grin, looking at your direction as you sit by the stools that’s by the counter. “How long have you been watching me?” He asks. 
You smiled cheekily. “Long enough for me to be reminded of how handsome you look.” You responded teasingly with a chuckle.
“Oh really? Am I really that dashing?” He asks, jokingly posing like a model as it causes you to laugh. 
“Very much, but not as much as my guy Taroumaru here.” You pet the Shiba Inu, who makes a “woof!” noise as he happily encourages your affection. 
Thoma dramatically puts a hand on his chest. “You wound me. I’d never thought my own spouse would choose Taroumaru over me! Where is the loyalty?” 
The two of you broke into laughter, amused by each other’s antics.
It’s been almost two years since the time when you two visited Diluc and Jean’s wedding. True to your word, you return to Inazuma a few months after your trip to Mondstadt, officially residing in your homeland instead of Liyue. Thoma has been with you since you returned, and he has been nothing but helpful to you as the two of you make up for the lost time.
It took a while before you eventually started gaining feelings for him, which then eventually led to the two of you in a committed and happy relationship for the past three months. It’s safe to say that you’ve never been happier than ever, and you’re grateful for someone like Thoma to be by your side for so long. 
And he’s grateful that his dream finally came true, happy that he has the honor of being yours, and you being his. He couldn’t imagine anything better than what he has now. 
Unfortunately, the sweet moment between you both ended abruptly when your watch started ringing, reminding you of the time. 
“Ah shoot, I gotta go. Miko’s going to kill me if I end up late.” You said, grabbing your bag and drink before kissing Thoma’s cheek and pet Taroumaru one last time. “Thanks for the drink, by the way.” 
“Anything for you. Stay safe!” Your boyfriend tells you, watching as you run out of the cafe like the wind, leaving him alone with Taroumaru.
As soon as you’re gone, he lets out a dreamy sigh. 
“Come, Taroumaru, it’s time to work.” He spoke to the Shiba Inu, petting his head before heading towards the sign of his café to flip it. 
There’s nothing more to life than spending the rest of his days with you, and he’s more than content with the life he has with you.
It’s safe to say that the same goes with you. 
PREVIOUS.
Tumblr media
DAN'S NOTE.
Thank you guys so much for reading Evermore! I honestly have never thought I’d finished this from the very start, and yet here I am, and it’s all thanks to all of you who have spread your love and opinions on this series.
It was truly an honor to write this piece. It really makes me happy to see a lot of you guys commenting on each chapter, sending asks about how much you love Evermore and spit on Ayato as well as Shinsuke, and overall just you guys being interested in something I put my heart and soul to! 
As someone who never once experienced having a lover nor went through a breakup, it’s quite tough for me to write about it in this series since I want the experiences to feel somewhat real, or better yet, not too cliche than it already is. 
Of course, I also want this series to be somewhat a lesson to my dear readers, to those who need to let it all out, to those whose hearts are broken, to those who just need an escape from reality once in a while, and overall to everyone. I hope that whatever you guys are going through, you will get through it! If you can go through a breakup and deal with Shinsuke’s existence in this fic, then you can surely go through anything!
Since I’ve already expressed what I need to express in the previous chapter, I decided to drop some fun facts and trivia here!
This series was made out of spite because of how I lost the 50/50 to Keqing in Ayato’s first released banner on my first 10 pulls and wanted to make him suffer. Fortunately enough, writing this series seems enough to make him come home 80 pulls later b4 his banner ended! 
I also wanted to write a story that’s based on my number one favorite Taylor Swift song from one of my favorite albums of hers: right where you left me! This song is one of the most relatable songs I’ve ever listened to ever since I first heard it in 2021, and it’s been stuck with me to this day as of 2024 (can you believe it? It’s been almost 4 years!) 
And fun fact, I found out that the evermore album was released on my birthday (December 11), so it feels right that I made the series inspired by the album <3 !
The following are some fun facts from my drafts:
Diluc's arranged spouse was supposed to be Donna, but I unfortunately didn’t make that happen since the way Donna would treat the situation wouldn’t be the same way as what Jean would do. 
Thoma wasn’t actually supposed to be a male lead until I started planning for the no body no crime part. I don’t know what made me assign Thoma as the second male lead, but when I did, I didn’t like how my series will be another “second male lead who has no chance with the main lead” so I made him the person the reader actually ends up with in the epilogue soon after!
– below are things that i’ve scraped from this series ! –
Before I started planning each chapter, Diluc was originally supposed to be the reader's plus one. The plot involves how the reader asks Diluc, reader’s friend since college, to be their plus one since he lives in Mondstadt and he reluctantly agrees, and throughout the wedding trip, they slowly fall in love with each other. 
It was such a good plot too if you saw the details I wrote for it ! But I scrapped it off because the plot would’ve been really long, and I want the series to focus on the story of reader finally and properly moving on from their breakup with their first love, Ayato. I’m aware that I could’ve followed this plot while reader moves on with Ayato, but again, I feel like it just wasn't it for me. though who knows, i might make a one-shot fic of it ;)
Another fun fact is there was supposed to be a second part series after Evermore that’s called Folklore and it ends with you dating Kaeya. 
in this series, you first meet Kaeya during Diluc’s wedding and spend time with him. Sure enough, you hate that guy, but you had no choice but to spend time with him throughout your stay in Mondstadt since he’s such a great tour guide. 
You were glad that you’re finally back to Liyue and not be able to see that playboy anymore, so consider yourself shocked when you waltzed into your office and saw him. 
Turns out, the reason why he’s always spending time with you in Mondstadt is not because of how he wants to guide you around mondstadt, but because he wants to get to know the person he’ll be working with in Liyue! 
So yes, this is somewhat an enemies to lovers + office romance story, and unlike Diluc and Ayato, this guy has no chance in getting into arranged marriages and immediately shoots his shot with you ;> !
Extra note: Dainsleif was supposed to be in folklore series as the second male lead hehe 
I was really looking forward to writing this series until chapter thirteen happened. If I have to be real honest, I was disappointed with myself for what happened, and I was afraid that you guys will be even more disappointed with me if i make another series, so i immediately scrapped it off :(( 
But to clarify more, even if chapter thirteen went well, I would’ve still scrapped it off since – as you know, I have a health issue that caused my big hiatus – and I’m afraid that I wouldn’t be able to finish the second series at all, let alone start it.
Instead of that, I decided to just make it into one of the epilogues of what could’ve been! Feel free to check the folklore epilogue once it’s out! 
I think I can reveal more information with the Q&A from my evermore survey, so while I’m compiling your questions, feel free to ask more right away! 
That's all for this series. Once again, thank you so so so much for giving me the pleasure of writing this fic. I might not make a series soon, but if I ever have the luxury of time, I hope you guys will be there to read it.
Thank you!
Sincerely, your penpal, Dan xoxo
Tumblr media
PENPALS. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @kazu-topia @chiruru @aqualesha @renamichii @mrkamisato @shenhesl0ver @serami00 @serenareiss @hiqhkey @emperatris-rinaka @bystander36 @irisxiel @ladycoleigh @034ven @dear-dairiess @owozi8 @hadesaedes @chiro-chiro-kun @hersscherofyatta @mariusvonhangme @yuzuricebun @hoshikistarlette @solaaresque @crowbird @lordbugs @flowersforayato @headintheclouddd @estelwrld @giyusimpsassemble @irethepotatosblog @moonlightaangel @alice0blog @shotosbrainrot @sniffoat @chihawari @mxsomn @kuni-kuzushii @jiminscarmex @mitsukii114 @nejibot @ylimeprive @sachispet @loreleis-world @sn-owo @stareforecasts @someonetookmynamelmao @ceylestia @lychme @ymikkos @reallysporadicarcade @melodyyamino @dudufodd @somberrock @yevenly @lemontum @nghing @elychee @astrxlis @denkineptune @franini @sophisticatedleslie @thedivinepriestress @smashsubs @httpmitsuya @bl6o6dy @cottonkendi (please visit this post if you'd like to be tagged!)
302 notes · View notes
eliciana · 1 month
Text
Reverse SAGAU: The Weird Door At My Café
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2(here) | ...
Masterlist
Blog Navigation
Tumblr media
____________________________________
Tw: Reverse!Isekai!Sagau, Normal Au, Café Au, a bit of cussing like this bit 🤏.
Reader: Gn!Reader, Adult!Reader, Café Owner!Reader
Characters: Reader, Paimon, Traveler
Note: Restaurant to Another World animanga inspired au. You can slide into my dms if you ever want to be tagged in my works just tell me what series you want to be tagged in or all of them. thank you <3. Also, I may say that the characters other than the reader may be a bit OOC cause it's been a long time since I played genshin and I'm just finishing all of my works with my knowledge left from playing the game. So sorry about it 🙏🙏.
____________________________________
You stood, motionless, your eyes fixed in disbelief upon the distant scene before you. As the wind cut through the air, a shiver ran down your spine, leaving goosebumps in its wake. The purity of the air surrounded you, carrying with it an intoxicating scent that smelled pure. The warm touch of the sun's rays caressing your skin affirmed that this experience couldn't possibly be a figment of your imagination. A fleeting thought of doubt crept in, but you quickly dismissed it; after all, you had never dabbled in any kind of drugs. This moment, as unbelievable as it seems, had to be undeniably real.
With careful fingers, you gently retrieved your fallen shoe/heel/slipper from the bed of plush, emerald-green grass. As you slipped it back onto your foot, your eyes instinctively wandered upward, transfixed by the expansive stretch of blue sky above you. It was quite unlike the very bright pixelated one you see on your screen. Everything that you see within the door was real and not a nightmare.
____________________________________
After composing yourself, you went inside your cafe, close the door, drag a chair nearest to the door, took a seat on the chair you placed infront of the door, and contemplated life. A deep heavy sigh got out your mouth as you continue looking the the strange thing infront of you. "What now? What do I do? Should I just lock it?" you asked yourself and looked at the door. Welp, well, there goes your master plan. Suprise suprise there's no keyhole and having a key would not make any difference. "Ugh."
You sat up and opened the door again, only to be baffled to see a different scenery other than the distant City of Mondstadt. The door was now currently in the Liyue Harbor. You closed the door and opened it again, you were now in Inazuma. Close, open, and now in Sumeru. Once again, you are now in Fontaine.
"Yeah bye." you closed the door again and returned the chair from where it once was. Contemplating what you should do next, your feet carried you around the whole café. You went to the counter and decided to make yourself something to help with calming yourself first in order to think clearly. It was a good thing that you had brought all of the materials and ingredients you needed in the café because you had thought of opening the café tomorrow. But with how things are now, you don't know what to do.
Teyvat is filled with many dangerous beings such as hilichurls, slimes, etc. You are but a normal human being with no experience in fighting and fighting your baby cousins was not enough of an experience to be able to fight toe to toe with monsters you have only seen through a screen. Yes, a gun would probably best to use but you don't have a permit for that and you don't want to be in jail when you have just barely open your dream café. But nobody had to know, right? What if-
A deep sigh fell from your lips once again. The stress is really getting in to you, huh? The bitter/sweet aroma of (coffee/tea/juice) filled your sense of smell. You were making your favorite, (your choice of coffee/tea/juice). After some time of finishing your drink, you took it along with a (pastry of your choice) that you had in your car, in which you had thought of eating to celebrate the opening, and sat in a chair facing the door. Taking your time in eating/drinking, many thoughts come and go in your head to solve the predicament you are in now. You had even thought of postponing the opening of the café until you had thought of a way on what to do with the door.
Of course you read the fanfics circulating all around the genshin fandom and one of the those that you have read was SAGAU where you might be the imposter or the creator of teyvat or you become a villain or anything in between. The most common of them was being an imposter. What if you were to become the said imposter if one day a person will open the door to your café? What if they kill you? What if-
*creak......*
Your rambling came to a stop as you looked at the door horrified. Oh no no no no no no NO NO NO! YOU JINXED YOURSELF DIDN'T YOU?! THIS DAMNED FATE-
'Oh dear God, Buddha, Allah, Deities, whoever higher being there is, pls help me...' you thought as you clasp your hands, praying to higher beings. Before you could even feel it, tears cascaded down you face to the table. "I'm nOt ReAdy tO dIE yeT... Ughhhhhhhh" you sobbed into your hands loudly like a child lost in a mall.
"Hello?" a person peaked from behind the door.
Fuck.
____________________________________
The Traveler, along with Paimon, was doing their daily quests until they saw something shining in the far distance. Their curiousity made them want to investigate it.
"Hm. Why is a door in the middle of the forest with no support or whatsoever?" Paimon mumbled as the door came into their view. The Traveler also had the same thought.
"Is it perhaps a magic door of some kind? I think w-"
*creak*
The Traveler stopped speaking as the door opened but from where they are right now, they couldn't see who opened the door and couldn't get to ask since the door closed with a loud bang when they were going to get closer.
"Well... that was something..." Paimon looked at the Traveler. "Traveler? What's wrong? BREATHE! YOU'RE GOING TO DIE AT THIS RATE!" Paimon brought tons of fried egg out of the Traveler's bag and smacked it into the Traveler's mouth and forced them to chew the egg.
After confirming the Traveler is back into top condition, Paimon asked them what the hell happened to them.
"I-I don't know. I suddenly felt something when whoever opened that door and the air around me became heavy that it became hard to breathe..." The Traveler shooked their head gently and sighed. "I also felt something strange. The energy of whoever is beyond that door, excluded an aura that is very familiar to me, but I don't know who or what it is."
"Hm. Paimon thinks that we should open that door and see whoever that and see if they truly are familiar to you or maybe perhaps this connection that you feel is related to your sibling!" Paimon twirled around the air, exaggerating her words with her actions.
For once, Traveler thought it was a good idea at first but there is also a flaw in that idea. A flaw that might cause their life if whoever is beyond that door is hostile and will kill them. It is better to be cautious then to be 6ft underground before finding their sibling.
_________________________________________
Taglist:
@udretlnea
291 notes · View notes
iluvzaddies · 1 year
Text
run rabbit run (2)
pairing: yandere!childe x reader
warnings: unhealthy behavior/relationship, violence, nsfw
inspired by: episode 8 of the hbo series “the last of us”
summary: you are out of food as well as medical supplies, so in order to save your father, you take matters into your own hands. you unexpectedly run into a young master in the forest, who is after the same rabbit as you. since he is persistent on getting the rabbit, you make a bargain with him. he develops a liking to you and decides you are his new personal little rabbit.
Tumblr media
twenty minutes later, childe’s butler returned with the supplies. you were still holding up your rifle and it made him quite nervous to go near you, but he had gotten used to being around dangerous stuff, so it didn’t faze him as much as it did back then.
“here. medical supplies, medication and food supplies.” he stated, handing over the goods to you.
you snatched all of it from him, rummaging through the first aid kit to see if it was legit, reading whatever was jotted down on the penicillin bottles, and smelling the food to check if it was poisoned or not.
you sent the two men one last glare before running back to the direction of your house.
“not even a “thank you” or a “goodbye”? how impolite.” childe pouted as he watched your figure disappear into the forest, then he suddenly grinned and said, “i like her.”
“you what, master?” his butler choked on his saliva. “that peasant?–“
“hush. you shall not speak about her that way.”  he raised his hand, stopping his butler from insulting you, his beloved, any further. oh, how he wished you were still here, by his side or better yet, in his arms. he had the chance to take you back home with him, but unfortunately, he let you go.
aw, what a shame. his family would have loved to have you over.
childe looked down and saw footprints on the ground. right, the ground was covered in snow, deep enough to leave evident tracks. how silly of him to forget about their nation’s current weather, caused by the tsaritsa, whom he served.
he chuckled, thanking the snow for basically showing the way to your house.
knowing he could track you down, he decided that you were his next target, his new rabbit to hunt.
you better run rabbit. run.
-
you busted into your house and once you stepped foot inside, you immediately slammed the door shut. you didn’t want the cold wind to make your father sick, not when he was already in enough pain.
“father.” you called out, but he didn’t respond. he remained silent and immobilized on the couch.
“father, i brought you some stuff that’ll help make you feel better.” you continued to speak, despite receiving no response.
first, you set the food aside on the kitchen counter and second, you knelt down beside the couch, placing the first aid kit on the ground.
“okay, here’s what i’m gonna do. i’m gonna insert a needle into your system which contains penicillin. then, i’ll stitch you up with a needle and thread. then, i’ll change that cloth with an actual bandage.” you rambled. “y–you taught me everything there is i need to know, but i– i’d be lying if i said i wasn’t scared right now. i’m not a medical expert and i don’t trust the rich at all–“
“what are you talking about?” you heard a groan come out of his mouth.
“father!–“
“did you make a deal with the rich or something just to get me these things?”
“yeah, i did.” you rubbed your elbow.
“how’d you persuade ‘em?”
“i threatened to shoot them with your rifle.”
after you said that, silence filled the air.
beads of sweat started form on your forehead. was he mad? was he mad at you for messing with the rich? but you did make a fair trade, no? but you also threatened them. shit. maybe master dickface was holding in his anger the whole time and had yet to release his pent up frustration.
you snapped out of your thoughts when he broke into a fit of laughter. loud and genuine laughter. something you hadn’t heard in months. he was always stressed these days and barely laughed like he used to. it was a relief to hear it again.
“my sides hurt… literally…” he stopped laughing, clutching the cloth wrapped around his waist.
“yeah, let’s fix that, shall we?” and so, you proceeded to treat his wound. “thanks, hun.”
“you’re not mad?”
he raised his brow. “my little girl had the courage to go against those imbeciles for the sake of her old man. you made a deal with them and you were able to get what you wanted in the end, so why in the hell would i be mad? it’s not like you’re in debt with them. speaking of a deal, what did you offer them?”
“a rabbit.”
“really?” he deadpanned.
“hey, they actually wanted it. well, the master– i call him master dickface– wanted it for his mother. he said she loved rabbit fur coats or whatever the fancy term of that is. i saw the opportunity, so i made a deal with him.”
“wait, did you say rabbit fur coats?” his brows furrowed. “(y/n), what did this master look like?”
you were taken aback by his sudden interest. “uh, he was tall, muscular, had pale skin, blue eyes, ginger hair and a hydro vision.” he was handsome too, but you left that out in your description. “he’s a vision user, father! can you believe i threatened a vision user? thank the archons i made it back in one piece!”
your father started to grow visibly concerned. “don’t tell me… this master goes by the name of childe?”
“yeah– wait, how– how do you know him?!”
“fuck.” was all he could utter at the moment.
taglist:
 @scarasvision @vvyeislazzy @ursinaw @fantasy-enthusiast @weepykisser @cryoarchoness @dreamlessnight @kazusbby
thank you so much for supporting this story 🫶
(part 3)
819 notes · View notes
xianyoon · 1 month
Text
Tumblr media
MY GREAT, LOST LOVE.
⟢ childe x gn!reader
꒰ synopsis ꒱
childe leaves for his college abroad, leaving behind all he's ever known – including you. you're left in your hometown to wrestle with the bittersweetness of losing, but not quite losing your boyfriend. long distance is hard.
꒰ genre & notes ꒱
a fluff & bittersweet angst five-part series based on the music video of NIKI's oceans & engines. i follow along pretty closely to the storyline in the video, so you can watch the music video if you want to get a good sensing of what this series is about. this is not supposed to be a very happy fic.
꒰ chapters ꒱
⟢ saturday sunset
⟢ heaven denied
⟢ i'll always love you
⟢ beguiling sepia
⟢ my great, lost love
꒰ taglist ꒱
general taglist will be used ! send an ask / comment to be on the general taglist
103 notes · View notes
acaaai-t · 11 months
Text
resurface, my love
[fem! reader x villain! scaramouche]
Tumblr media
✧ synopsis: you, the hero, disappears overnight, and the only person who looks is the villain. Not your friends, not your family, not the news reporter or any of the people who claimed to love you. Just him, Scaramouche, the very same person who claimed to hate you.
✧ cw: angst, fluff, hurt/comfort, use of profanities, mentions of kidnapping, mentions of violence, human experiments, visions are a thing— [each chapters will have its own warnings]
✧ a/n: TAGLIST IS CLOSED> [50/50] — first post; sporadic updates. this prompt is taken from @writing-prompt-s
Tumblr media
✧ ˚  ·    . ·   . . ·  . ˚ ✧
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ ✩’ season 1— come back ✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。
✩ — episode 0. eyes on you
★ — episode 1. whispers of the wind
✩ — episode 2. panic
★ — episode 3. clued
✩ — episode 4. that fucking bitch
★ — episode 5. russian roulette
✩ — episode 6. incoming
★ — episode 7. embrace
✧ ˚  ·    . ·   . . ·  . ˚ ✧
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ ☾’ season 2— resurface ☾⋆。 ° ✩
✩ — episode 8. a cup of tea
★ — episode 9. yes mother
✩ — episode 10. new face
★ — episode 11. no buts
✩ — episode 12. gone
✧ ˚  ·    . ·   . . ·  . ˚ ✧
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ ✩’ season 3— spring has arrived ✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。
★ — episode 13. misunderstandings
✩ — episode 14. a turn of a card
★ — episode 15. finally
✩ — episode 16. will you?
✧ ˚  ·    . ·   . . ·  . ˚ ✧
·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ ☾’ more to be added…
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
© acaaai-t — do not plagiarize, repost, or translate
Tumblr media
369 notes · View notes
moineauz · 1 month
Text
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃'𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐗 ( rockin'roll ! )
Tumblr media Tumblr media
"and if you don't love me now, you won't ever love me again."
Tumblr media
★ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃'𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐗 / the 70's rock band that took teyvat by storm
ISSUE 01. Everyone knows who The Sunbird's Six were. Their songs revited through the nations: tender and ethereal with each poignant verse. Yet, the group of six showed they could sing verses of ardour while thirsting with unrequited rage that tore souls apart in one sitting. Their debut and only album ‘Vermilion’ was hypnotic and utterly divine. It was a mosaic of winsome pieces that were put together to make one gut-wrenching album that you ultimately ugly cry to.
SO WHO WAS THE SUNBIRD'S SIX? Comprised of four founding members from Mondstadt, one from Snezhnaya, and the other from Fontaine, we get a cast of Teyvat's most talented musicians. Specifically, Diluc Ragnvindr as lead guitarist, songwriter and vocalist and ( Name ) St. Laurent as lead vocalist and songwriter. The duo bewitched the throng and perhaps themselves with both their flaming allure and vocals. Youth of the 70's wanted to become ( Name ) with all her charm and freedom while some fans died to get a strand of Diluc's hair alone. The other members include Jean Gunnhildr on keys, Rosaria on drums, Kaeya Alberich as bass guitarist, and 'Childe' as rhythm guitarist.
ISSUE 02. Yet, as The Sunbirds Six became a renowned household and rock name, their disbandment remains unknown- until now.
Tumblr media
★ 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐁𝐈𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐗
Kaeya Alberich ( bass guitarist ) : Ha! We were good... too good.
Rosaria ( drummer ) : Back then- things were simpler. You wanted to play? Grab an instrument and fucking play. That was our original motto... until things started getting messy. And by messy I mean Diluc and Childe. Maybe even ( Name ) too. *Sighs* Actually, all of us. But, you can't write an album like 'Vermilion' without going through all that shit.
Jean Gunnhildr ( pianist ) : When the four of us first came together, we were decent. We all loved playing- some more than others- but we were okay! *Smiles slightly* But, if you're going to go beyond the walls of the Ravginder basement- we needed more.
Childe ( rhythm guitarist ) : Do I sit here? *Laughs* Oh okay. When I was invited to join the band- I said, "Okay, my partner will join too." and of course, there was zero objection cause you don't find a musician like ( Name ) anywhere... a small part of me selfishly wishes that she [ ( Name ) ] said no when I asked. *Laughs* But who am I kidding? I'd go through all that again and again... even if it meant dealing with Diluc-
Diluc Ragnvindr ( lead guitarist ) We only needed another vocalist, a female one. So, we found one.
Kaeya : I was the one who told him we needed a female vocalist and I found her and Childe.
Rosaria : Rockin' roll is not serious till you really add whatever emotions ( Name ) had in the mix- and that's exactly what she did.
( Name ) St. Laurent : *Smiles sweetly* It was ugly, so ugly. However, bygones be bygones. It was only rockin' roll.
Diluc : It was not just rockin' roll.
Tumblr media
★ ARTISTS AND OTHERS. Diluc Ragnvindr, 'Childe' or Ajax, Jean Gunnhildr, Rosaria, Kaeya Alberich, Zhongli, Lisa, Neuvillette, Albedo Kreideprinz, Xinyan, Pantalone, Rosalyne Lohefalter and more.
UPDATES AND POSTSCRIPT. Updates at least once a week (subjective to change). Female pronouns and vocal references.
SIDE COMMENTS. I love rock so let’s combine both. (If you genuinely understand the song reference in the beginning you are my friend now). Inspired by Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Nicks, Florence Welch, the ambient sounds of the 90’s (Mazzy star and Mojave 3), Daisy Jones & the Six and of course the 70’s. Warnings will be in each chapter.
WHAT DO THEY SOUND LIKE? Here is a playlist of the previous artists and more to give you a feel!
Tumblr media
★ 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐎𝐍 / the album , track 01
expect occasional changes to the track as the story develops
PREFACE — who are you? WILD CHILD — don't stop the music!
Vermilion
Stay Around (or not)
Reverie
Don’t Look Back Now
Runner Up
Tell Me You Love Her
Bright, Young, Woman
The Voices
White Lies
Visceral
Underneath My Skin
Valberry
Gone to Waste
Shoot Your Shot
From Afar
Dawn’s Shadow
In Leather and Faux Fur
Two for Two
My Monoceros Caeli
Deep Six
INWARDS NOT OUT — tell me, how have you been honey?
Tumblr media
TAGLIST. @aphrodict @tragedy-of-commons @jemvia @tipheeweefee @nyoomiin if you are interested in becoming part of the taglist, then drop by through an ask!
62 notes · View notes
starglitterz · 3 months
Text
➵ series masterlist.
❝ sub floreis lumen sagacitatis. ❞
━ under the flowers is the light of wisdom.
masterlist index.
Tumblr media
cynosure. - streamer!xiao x fem!reader (complete) ★
-> you and xiao are genmates under the famed streamer company genshin impact. the chemistry between the two of you is undeniable, and your fanbases absolutely love your collaborations. but when you both start meeting up offline more and more, your connection starts to deepen past just harmless flirting and playful banter. with these real feelings starting to affect both your job and reputation online, how will you two react when your relationship becomes the internet’s cynosure?
to all the boys i've loved before. - genshin men x gn!reader (complete)
-> a short series based on my own personal experiences with love and crushes. a sort of messy goodbye to all the boys i’ve loved before.
serendipity. - scaramouche x fem!reader (ongoing)
-> when you, a waitress at the local coffee shop, are paired up with the new recruit scaramouche, you're pretty sure both of you are going to get fired within a week. he's just quit being a social media influencer and after being forced to work here to make ends meet, he's ready to let everyone there know how much he hates it. the worst part? you can't shake the feeling that you know him from somewhere. but as he slowly warms up to you, scaramouche realises that having a fresh start isn't that bad after all, and perhaps the two of you meeting like this was pure serendipity.
elysian - various genshin men x gn!reader (ongoing)
-> when you lose your job out of the blue, you’re pretty sure this is the end of the road for you. at least until you reconnect with your childhood best friend aether and he offers you your ideal job and a place to stay. the only condition is that his office will be behind the store you’ll be running, and under no circumstances are you permitted to enter. that’s how you begin your new life as a florist, though you’re not sure how to focus on working when aether seems to have too many pretty boys working both for and against him. your fresh start gets a whole lot more interesting when you discover just how many secrets these men are hiding, but somehow you think you’ll still be able to find the elysian ending of your dreams.
selcouth - xiao x fem!reader, scaramouche x fem!reader (coming soon)
Tumblr media
© starglitterz 2024. do not repost or modify in any way.
83 notes · View notes
idyllic-affections · 5 months
Text
Tumblr media
MORAL INJURY — a non-romance genshin impact series. ♫
       written by aphelion &           banner by @www-brontide!!
Tumblr media
➤ SYNOPSIS :: il dottore's most respected and skilled agent—the lab assistant, [surname] [name]—has, regrettably, committed a high form of treason. after being on the run for several years, cautiously avoiding nations with high fatui activity and never once setting foot back in snezhnaya, they decide to build a new life under a new identity in a new nation—mondstadt. the flames have not yet settled, though, and their pursuer has not yet given up. a worringly life-threatening game of cat and mouse, indeed, but all [name] can do is shrug and say, "you get used to it after some time."
➤ CONTENT WARNINGS :: mild depictions of torture, blood, human experimentation, murder, kidnapping, abuse of power, dottore is his own warning fr, depictions of trauma and c-ptsd, self-hatred, survivor's guilt, etc etc.
➤ MAIN CAST :: il dottore (& some of his segments), pantalone, scaramouche, the tsaritsa, collei, aether + paimon, jean, nahida.
main cast members either appear often, are mentioned often, are relevant to the plot, or appear once but will appear again later!
➤ SUPPORTING CAST :: baizhu, beidou, tighnari, cyno, childe, krupp, elchingen.
supporting cast members either appear occasionally, are mentioned occasionally, or play their roles only once or twice and are not pivotal to the plot!
➤ UPDATE SCHEDULE :: to be honest, i update whenever i am ready to! there is no set schedule.
➤ NOTES :: as is true with all the content i create, there is no romance in this series. all relationships are strictly platonic and often familial. individual content warnings will be posted at the top of each chapter; the general content warnings on this post will be updated as time goes on and as new chapters are posted. the information in this post, particularly regarding the cast, may or may not change as i develop the story. i only have act i written/outlined; as such, nothing beyond that is set in stone.
➤ TAGLIST :: @www-brontide, @umgatochamadopercyval, @starryshinyskies, @zeldadou, @pookiebearcave, @lesanyanyas, @francisnyx. contact me through messages/asks/etc non-anonymously to be added.
Tumblr media
➤ ACT I.
i silence. ii the motherland. tbd.
➤ ACT II.
tbd.
103 notes · View notes
baeshijima · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
LOVE IS WAR — AN ALHAITHAM X READER SERIES !
 A SPY X FAMILY INSPIRED AU !
Tumblr media
PREMISE : a rational superspy; a lively assassin; a child telepath. no one in their right mind would imagine the picture-perfect family to withhold such identities from society. at least, not when all three aren’t the most adept at social cues.
OR, you’re an infamous assassin trying to keep your work life separate from your personal life as you try (and spectacularly fail) to navigate the ways of parenthood after being proposed to by a stoic stranger. oh, and turns out he has a cute, but oddly morbid, child!
(MAIN) CHARACTERS : gn!reader ; alhaitham ; nahida & others !
CONTAINS : fluff, humour, (slight) angst, non-graphic violence, (relevant warnings will be added on the chapter !!)
NOTE : WAAAA IT’S FINALLY HERE !! honestly i’ve been wanting to do a sxf au for a while now (originally with ayato aha,,,,) but then in comes alhaitham ruining my entire life and ability to think coherently in the best way possible :’D but yes the thought of spy!haitham had me running laps and jumping off the walls and telepath!nahida was also way too cute to pass up on ;w; assassin!reader... i think that's pretty self-explanatory,,,
UPDATES : while i hope for weekly, that's being ambitious, especially with this being my final year of college :') bi-weekly may be more do-able, but we'll have to wait and see ;w;
TAGLIST : if you would like to join the series' taglist, then please fill out this form !!
Tumblr media
MASTERLIST :
000. prologue
001. do first meetings always result in marriage?
tba...
879 notes · View notes
meiyuko · 12 days
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Summary: You’re just an ordinary college student until your brother’s new friend, Scaramouche comes over and you become absolutely head over heels for him. Only to find out he is your ex best friends boyfriend. What will you do to get him with you?
Status: ongoing | Taglist: Open!
Warnings: cursing, Use of alcohol, drugs and cigarettes, nsfw talk, maybe nsfw? More may be added as chapters get added!
Tumblr media
Now playing.. Engel..
Introducing..
Y/ns gang! || Scaras gang!
Scene I:
1: “what the heck gang?”
2:
3:
4:
5:
Tumblr media
Taglist! (Bold means i cannot tag you!) @vxcmx @princess-peachys @simonisferal @w-andahoi @kunimix
50 notes · View notes
shiro-00s · 10 months
Text
heaven on earth
33. unwanted encounters .. ✮
[ genshin impact smau / idol!xiao x fem!reader ]
Tumblr media
Loud steps echoed in the vacant hallway of the hospital. Anger and humiliation etched themselves on the man's face as your mother attempts to reason with him. And fails.
"Honey, come on, she was just trying her best for us!" Your mother's desperate voice filled the silence that hung heavily in the air. She always sought to be on the good side of everyone, perhaps that's why she struggled when it came to her husband and you.
Her pleas went into one side of the ear and left out the other it seems, when the door of the hospital room was burst open by the bane of the male species—your father.
However, you remained unconscious, and the one that has to greet him is the one person you wish would have never met your father, Xiao.
Golden eyes widen at the sudden intrusion into the private room, brows furrowing at the sight of unfamiliar people. He could instantly tell they weren't staff, nor your friends so who were these people?
Your mother was the first to speak. "I'm sorry, who are you? What are you doing here?" Xiao was relieved that the unknown woman’s voice carried a soft tone, at least it suggests that you're not in danger. His eyes were still unwavering though, piercing into the only potential threat in the room, the man who barged into the room with a face that looked so upset you could see steam coming out of it.
"No, who are you?", is the cold reply that Xiao offered without much thinking. He didn't feel like revealing his name or whatever information to some stranger.
Your mother gulped at the cold tone, mustering up a breath before explaining herself.
"I'm [Name]'s mom, so who are you?"
Oh. No wonder she looked familiar.. how did I not catch that?
Before Xiao had a chance to explain himself, your so-called father interrupted, "You're from that famous band right? I knew I saw your face somewhere."
Grimacing at the realization that your father knew who he was, Xiao’s mind scrambled to conjure up explanations for why he was in this room, with their daughter. He couldn't tell them that he went into the wrong room; that'd be an obvious lie considering his earlier actions. A subtle nod was what Xiao settled with, not bothering to elaborate on the reasoning behind his presence to your father.
Unfazed by his celebrity status, your mother insisted, "It doesn't matter, dear! What are you doing in this room?" Half-screaming at your dad for the idiotic priorities he seemed to have.
Gulping, Xiao eventually spoke in a monotone voice, "I live next door and saw her passed out." In the corner of golden eyes, Xiao detected a slight movement—a barely noticeable flicker of amusement that quickly dissipated from your father’s eyebrows.
“Oh? Well, aren't you so kind as to send my daughter to the hospital for me?” The man’s lips curved into a smile so fake that even a toddler could see through it. The idol sensed a range of emotions flickering in your father’s eyes—amusement, curiosity, cruelty. “But I’d be worrying about you being seen with [Name] exposed to the public y’know..”
The sound of your father's voice filled the silent room, tension rising with each passing second, thick enough to be sliced with a knife. Xiao concluded that the words your father uttered were as absurd as he expected they would be. Here he was, worrying about someone else while their daughter lay in the bed right before his eyes. Some father he was. In an attempt to insult your father backhandedly while avoiding showing them the closeness between the two of you - as he concluded that it’d make it worse - Xiao pondered, “Nice of you to worry about me but I’m not the one you should be concerned about, don’t you think?”
Childe pisses people off by just breathing.
If I were to mimic his personality, it’ll piss that thing off.
Upon hearing Xiao’s words, your father grimaced, clearly disliking the idea of appearing bad in front of a soon-to-be one of the most successful idols. However, one thing about your father was that he hated losing anything, even if it was just a minor argument, which he concluded this entire situation to be.
“Sure. But isn’t it a little strange how considerate you are towards my daughter? What? Got a crush on her or something?” A snicker escaped through those disgusting lips that could never seem to shut up. The corners of his lips curled up further as he noticed Xiao's body tense. Never would he have imagined that someone like you would have gotten so close to an idol. Perhaps he could use this to his advantage. Could he manipulate the idol into hating you as well?
With a feigned sigh that seemed longer than intended, the man readied himself to reveal to your little friend a little bit of the past you so hated.
“You shouldn’t.” your father’s lips dropped slightly, an attempt to look sad for the idol he was trying to deceive. “She’s someone who plays with others’ feelings, you know? Maybe that’s why she didn’t tell you about the bad blood she had with the whole school.”
A laugh almost escaped from those deceiving lips as your father tried to stifle it as much as he could. It was so genuinely funny how quickly people could lose trust in you. Judging by Xiao’s widened eyes, he appeared intrigued by the information your father had presented. However, the subtle, pleased smile on your father’s lips vanished as he noticed Xiao’s furrowing brows and his stance, lean body leaning back as he crossed his arms. One side of his face had an eyebrow tugged upwards, showing distrust.
Desperation quickly overcame your father, failure was something he could never accept, it seems. That same principle that was forced over you since birth. “There were so many rumors about her in school, I couldn’t even keep count of it! From what I heard, she used to flirt with people she doesn’t even like,” with the volume that he was speaking, people from outside the room could faintly hear it. A wavering smile formed on your father’s lips as he tried to figure out whether Xiao would believe him or not. Your mother winced at the words spoken by the man she once swore to love, her face displaying a pained expression as she witnessed the true side of her husband.
Xiao looked taken aback, blinking softly for a moment before a furrow of his brows took its place in expressing his stress. As much as he would never trust this man over you, the words your father uttered had him questioning and overthinking your relationship. Before he had the chance to reply, a ginger had slammed open the door.
“Why don’t you try being a good father instead of trying to rid her of her friends?” Harsh words being blatantly thrown at your father by an extremely successful and famous person was not how your father wanted his time in your hospital room to be, much less get insulted for the way he treated you. Only when he was about to spew some more lies, the ginger spoke again, this time with a cheerful tone.
“I’m gonna borrow Xiao while you do your thing, m’kay? Xiao, we gotta goo!”
With that, Childe practically dragged Xiao away from the side of your hospital bed where he had been standing. The flutter of your eyelids caught your mother's attention. As the sound of the door clicking echoed in the room, your fists clenched by your side.
Nudging the man beside her with her elbow, your mother wore an ashamed expression, trying to avoid making eye contact with your figure, which was now slowly beginning to stir. Your father raised an eyebrow at your mother’s action before turning his gaze to you, a shiver running down his spine.
Before him was you, sitting up on your hospital bed, your face brimming with rage and anger that you struggled to contain.
“What the fuck did you do?”
Tumblr media
heaven on earth - 33. unwanted encounters
previous | masterlist | next
synopsis ; 🗝️ — in which you befriend your next door neighbour who, unbeknownst to you, was apart of a soon-to-be one of the most popular bands throughout liyue. you're unable to tell if cupid was helping you or not when things with xiao keept going up and down. will he continue to keep his secret from yours truly?
NOTES — back ‼️‼️ sorry to keep u guys waiting, studies are a pain in my ass and my time management skills are as u can tell, very ass. but now that the writing part is over, texting part is a lot faster so you can expect a new chapter out tmr maybe
TAGLIST#1 [OPEN] — @mikctp @ghostlysyntaxed @kazemiya @nnasv @gojoandelsalovechilde @candy-purple-cyanide @kissingkzuha @zyilas @lunaavity @luminescent-lightbulb @mave-in @rizakari @riikyu @kokoscutie @starsxnight @sketcheeee @softlie @izakyun @xiaxilia @the-sweet-madame @rifran @milkwithspiceyicecubes @coffeethoughtsandanxiety @rxkan7 @goodthingimsam @pomeiu @fogturtle @farelady-fate @tzu-scara143 @wonderful-worlds @cianalikesbeans @h3xi2g0n3 @jasxiao2317 @rosaryia
(ask to be added or removed)
314 notes · View notes
versadies · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
CHAPTER THIRTEEN || CLOSURE
SYPNOSIS (of chapter). in which you thought you were getting better.
SYPNOSIS (of series). breaking up with your first love was heartbreaking, but not as heartbreaking as getting invited to his wedding after years of not seeing him. that is, until things seem to be easier when you encounter a certain guest, who could end up being more than just a blooming friend to you.
CHARACTERS. kamisato ayato, diluc ragnvindr, and thoma (w/ gn!reader)
CONTENT. fluff/angst/no-comfort, swearing (dropped the f-bomb 3 times), mentions of violence (almost getting hit/slapped), sh1nsuke 🤢🤢🤢, mentions of yelling, mentions of threats, mentions of jeanluc, reader is an emotional person
PENPALS. @scaraslover @saving-for-xiao @dawgimsohot @kazu-topia @chiruru @aqualesha @renamichii @mrkamisato @shenhesl0ver @serami00 @serenareiss @hiqhkey @emperatris-rinaka @bystander36 @irisxiel @ladycoleigh @034ven @dear-dairiess @owozi8 @hadesaedes @chiro-chiro-kun @hersscherofyatta @mariusvonhangme @yuzuricebun @hoshikistarlette @solaaresque @crowbird @lordbugs @flowersforayato @headintheclouddd @estelwrld @giyusimpsassemble @irethepotatosblog @moonlightaangel @alice0blog @shotosbrainrot @sniffoat @chihawari @mxsomn @kuni-kuzushii @jiminscarmex @mitsukii14 @nejibot @ylimeprive @sachispet @loreleis-world @sn-owo @starforecasts @someonetookmynamelmao @ceylestia @lychme @ymikkos @reallysporadicarcade @elychee @astrxlis @denkineptune @franini @sophisticatedleslie @thedivinepriestress @smashsubs @httpmitsuya @bl6o6dy @cottonkendi (visit this post if you’d like to be tagged!)
WORD COUNT. 6.4k words
LINKS. EVERMORE MASTERLIST \ MAIN MASTERLIST \ EVERMORE SURVEY
POST-SCRIPT. AAAAA after 3-4 weeks, i finally updated !! super sorry for the delay, ill try and see if i can publish the next one next week during school (no promises tho) 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️
PREVIOUS || NEXT || VERSADIES’S VERSION (PROCEED THIS LINK FOR FLUFF LOVERS)
Tumblr media
The next day after all has happened, Zhongli noticed how you seem to be… happier. 
You really weren’t lying when you told him last night that you and Diluc have been getting along pretty well, because you surely never seem to take your eyes off of your phone as you type out responses to your newly found friend the whole time in the hotel room. 
By the time you take your eyes off your phone is when you came out of the hotel room to do your activities for the day, such as eating breakfast, taking a stroll around the garden once more, visiting the convenience store once again, hanging out with a friend of yours by Good Hunter, and so on. 
The thing is, all of these had one thing in common. 
Besides a certain experience, you kept seeing a certain red-haired man to the point where it’s no longer a coincidence. Do you two just really have the same schedule or something? 
As you lined up for the buffet with your plate in hand, you were tempted to grab your phone and check if you received any message from a certain man, still smiling from enjoying your last conversation with him on the phone. 
It wasn’t until you hear someone clearing his throat behind you when you turn around from recognizing it, causing your eyes to brighten at the sight of the familiar man you’ve been talking to for the past hour earlier. 
“Diluc!” You greeted happily. 
“( Name ).” He greeted, also pleasantly surprised.
“I thought you were out for work already! Didn’t you mention you often go to Angel’s Share early?” You ask curiously. 
He nodded in response. “I do. Just not today it seems, I have something important to do today.” 
The two of you started picking your foods by the time the food is now displayed in front of you after taking a step forward, choosing what you want to eat for breakfast all the while chatting with Diluc – a major difference a few days ago when you and the man were suffering from the awkward silence between you two. 
Turns out, Diluc supposedly had a plus one, but the person wasn’t able to make it due to not having time, hence how he finds himself being alone. Today, however, is the day when the plus one visits the hotel just to greet the wedding couple and wish them well, who will be leaving tomorrow for their honeymoon. 
You’re curious to know who his plus one is, but you wouldn’t be surprised if it’s someone as important and highly regarded as him. 
Once you two finished picking your meal at the same time, you started heading towards where Zhongli is, who’s waiting for you to come at last. You paid no mind how Diluc is following you, perhaps he’s heading towards his table as well that’s in the same direction as yours. 
“You could sit with me and Zhongli if you want. You two seem to know each other back then before we visited your establishment.” You offered with a smile, carefully holding your plate in fear of dropping it. 
He shakes his head. “Oh I’ll be alright. Mr. Zhongli has visited Mondstadt back then a few times and would come by for a nice tea and brunch. Though, he tends to have his chatty friend with him whenever he does.” 
You can’t help but grin when he mentioned the chatty friend. “You mean Venti?” 
Diluc nodded. “Yes. He usually comes around to drink a lot of alcohol. It’s a miracle he didn’t get any sickness from drinking so much.” 
You visibly imagine Venti drinking lots of alcohol, causing you to laugh at the thought. “Well I’m not surprised to hear that. He seems the kind to do that.” 
Before you knew it, you’re finally at your table, causing you to stop your tracks instantly and bid Diluc goodbye before sitting on your seat. If it weren’t for you noticing Zhongli waving at you as well as Diluc slowing down his walk, you would’ve not noticed the fact that you almost walked past your table thanks to you being distracted with your conversation.
“Let’s talk again next time. Enjoy your meal, Diluc.” You said as you watched Diluc giving you an acknowledged nod before walking away to where his table is. 
By the time Diluc is long far away, Zhongli decides to speak up after taking a sip of his tea. “You know, I was starting to think you were too busy being indecisive on your food, but I suppose I was wrong.” He said with amusement. 
You chuckled, picking up your eating utensils. “Consider yourself lucky that I wasn’t in the mood to eat seafood, lest I decide to tease you with it.” 
You feel satisfied seeing the cringe look on his face, grinning to yourself as you take a bite of your food. 
After eating breakfast, you and Zhongli went back to your hotel room and got ready for your first activity. While your friend is getting ready to go somewhere, you decided to go visit the convenience store to buy some snacks. 
You wanted to try something new this time, so you decided to choose snacks that are from Mondstadt instead of Liyue or Inazuma. Of course, you wouldn’t forget the ones Zhongli wanted, particularly another certain drink. 
“It’s a non-alcoholic drink called Fruits of the Festival.” He says as he zips his bag that contains the things he needed. “Venti recommended that we drink some now that there are a lot of them in stock for the celebration of the upcoming Weinlesefest festival.” 
With that in mind, perhaps you should’ve taken into consideration that the drink would possibly be out of stock soon , because by the time you encounter the aisle that supposedly contains the Fruits of the Festival, there was only one bottle left.
Just as you’re about to take the bottle, you didn’t notice how someone else was reaching out to it as well, causing your hand to touch his. 
Surprised, you look at the person who’s getting the same item as you, only to be even more surprised when you realize who it is. 
“...Diluc?” 
“( Name )?” 
You can’t help but let out a laugh, not believing that you saw your friend again coincidentally. “Oh wow, I didn’t expect to see you here! Are you trying to get this one?” You asked, gesturing to the drink you’re still touching. 
He hums in agreement. “Don’t worry, I could always get the other one.” He said, about to let go until you immediately let go of it. 
“Ah no, no, no! It’s better if you take this one since it’s the last one. Consider it a payment for letting me have the grape juice last time.” You said with a laugh, gesturing to the man to take the drink.
He shakes his head, letting go of the drink. “It’s fine, you can take it. I wouldn’t want you to miss out tasting something such as the Fruits of the Festival.”
You refuse to get the drink. “Oh come on, it’s better if you’re the one who’ll get this.” 
“No, no. It’s fine.” 
“Just get it, Diluc.” 
“I prefer you getting it.”
“No you–”
Suddenly, someone else takes the drink in front of the two of you, causing you to flinch in surprise. 
“Brother Albedo! Is this blue drink the one you’re talking about?” A little girl with a red dress says before running towards where her brother is with the drink in hand, leaving you and Diluc stunned. 
“...”
“...”
You can’t help but laugh. “Oh man, this reminds me of what happened back then.” You said, remembering the way you and Diluc fell into the same situation and kept insisting on who’s taking the drink.
His lips twitch upward. “Likewise. We really have come a long way after that.” 
You nodded in agreement with a smile. “We have. Though it’s really a shame none of us got the drink. I’m sure they’ll restock soon.” 
“We can visit tomorrow if you’d like.” Diluc offers. “I’m sure my plus one will be asking to go visit the store to buy some together, you can join us.” 
You shake your head. “Ah, no need! I wouldn’t want to bother you catching up with whoever your plus one is. I’m sure I’ll eventually be able to try it when I hang out with my friend later.” 
He nods in understanding. “Very well then. I hope you’ll enjoy the drink. If you somehow weren’t able to drink it, you could always visit Angel’s Share. It’ll be available today or tomorrow.” 
Your eyes brighten, remembering the delightful establishment. Now that you think about it, you do miss their drinks there – so it wouldn’t exactly hurt to go there before you and Zhongli leave to the airport. “Alright, I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks again, Diluc.” 
“See you next time, ( Name ).” 
Then you two parted ways, unaware that next time is very much later. 
After coming back to the hotel from the convenience store, you were itching to go visit the garden after passing by the entrance. Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to wait there for your friend instead of here when it’s time for you two to hang out.
Which is what led you to immediately get ready for your hangout once you finished unpacking the things you bought from the store.
“How do I look?” You ask Zhongli as you come out from the bathroom, now fully dressed for your brunch. “Do I look alright?” 
You watched as your friend looked away from his book, looking at your outfit carefully before nodding in confirmation with a smile. “Yes, you look great.” 
You sigh in relief, grabbing your bag from your bed to start packing up your things. “That’s good. What will you be doing while I’m gone?” 
Zhongli shrugs in response. “I don’t have any plans for today, but a walk around the garden would be nice later.” 
“Alright. I’ll be back in a while.” You said, checking your phone for any messages (from a certain man) before putting it inside your bag. 
“Have fun, ( Name ). Don’t forget to tell Diluc I said hi.” He said with a chuckle, remembering what you told him about the wine tycoon today. 
Your mouth opens agape. “Wow– Alright, whatever. Have fun too, Zhongli.” 
As you zip your bag closed after getting all the things you need, you immediately head towards the door. Maybe I should try taking pictures of some of the scenery, You thought to yourself. 
Fortunately the trip to the garden didn’t take long, and by the time you entered the hotel’s beautiful garden, you delightfully inhaled the fresh air. Thank Celestia it’s a good day today, you thought, looking around your surroundings. 
As you walk around the area trying to find a place to sit on, you bring out your phone to take a few pictures. You were so fascinated with how each flower looked amazing in the pictures you took – with the lightning and atmosphere bringing ethereal energy to your pictures.
While admiring the pictures you took, you didn’t notice a person walking towards the same direction as you, causing you to accidentally bump into them. 
“Ah, so sorry!” You said with a yelp, maintaining your balance. “I didn’t mean to bump into you–” Your eyes widens when you realize who you bump into. 
“The apologies are all mine, I should’ve watched where I was goin–” The red-haired man’s words slowly trail off when he hears your voice, now realizing who’s in front of him.
“..Diluc?” 
“( Name )?” 
You let out a laugh once more. “Oh wow, I can’t believe this! I’m starting to think this isn’t a coincidence now – since when have you started visiting the garden?” 
“Just now. I wanted to see what it looks like during the daytime. What brings you here as well?” 
“Ah, I wanted to take a stroll around the garden while waiting for my friend to come and pick me up so we can go have brunch. This place is really beautiful, isn’t it?” You replied, keeping your phone aside. 
He hums in agreement. “It is.” 
You then thought of something. “Wanna walk around the place together while I’m waiting for my friend?” You asked. 
“I don’t mind.” He said with a nod. 
And so, you two continued where you left off from last night in the garden, talking about Weinlesefest as you wait for your friend to come. 
Throughout the stroll, Diluc explained to you all the things you needed to know about the upcoming festival. Apparently, the Weinlesefest festival is more about making new wine as they invite their Archon to drink with everyone. So it makes sense that someone like Diluc, whose entire business and establishment is famous for the amazing wine, is currently thinking of something that could make good wine.
He also explained about what you could do if you participate in the festival, particularly visit Springvale and explore around the place since it’s where the festival will be held. Ah, just hearing all the things you could do and eat made you want to consider extending your stay, but alas, you think one week in one of your favorite regions is enough for you. Besides, even if you decide to extend your stay, only Celestia knows what would happen to you once you’re back to work. 
While you converse with your friend, you couldn’t help but notice the way he looks as though there’s something in his mind. You didn’t find the guts to ask him though, thinking you’re meddling into his business if you do so. Still, you’re a bit concerned that something bad happened and you want to at least help – it’s the least you can do for everything he did for you. 
Before you could bring up and ask what’s on his mind, you hear someone calling out your name. 
“ ( Name )! Over here!” Your eyes light up when you hear the familiar voice of your friend, causing you and Diluc to turn around and look at the person who’s calling you. 
“Thoma, there you are!” You greeted, walking towards the blonde-haired man who’s also walking towards you. “And here I thought you weren’t gonna show up any time soon, what took you so long?” 
Thoma spreads his arms wide as you give him a hug. “Aw man, I’m sorry for being late! I was busy helping Ayato out with preparing for his next trip, I didn’t notice that I was about to be late.” He explains. The two of you quickly separate each other from your hug.
He looks at where Diluc is, causing him to stand up straight and offer the tycoon his hand. “Hello! You must be the infamous Diluc Ragnvindr. A pleasure to meet you!” He says with a smile. 
Diluc didn’t hesitate to shake Thoma’s hand, giving him an acknowledged nod. “Likewise. I would like to congratulate you for your efforts in this wedding, it’s truly amazing.” 
The blonde-haired man lets out a bashful laugh. “Oh you’re too kind, Mr. Ragnvindr! I hope I wasn’t bothering you two, did I?” 
You hesitantly look at Diluc, who remains the same expression as always, before looking back at your friend with a smile. “Ah not really. We were just talking about the Weinlesefest festival until we heard you.” 
“That’s good to hear. I’m a bit disappointed that I won't be able to experience the festival though.” Thoma lets out a sigh. “Oh well, there’s nothing we can do about it. Mind if I take ( Name ) away, Mr. Ragnvindr?” 
Diluc nodded in response. “Of course since that’s what they’re here for. I’ll see you next time once again, ( Name ).” 
You gave the red-haired man a grateful smile. “See you next time, Diluc. It was fun talking to you!” 
The purpose of your brunch with Thoma is simple. Catch up with one another, talk about the things you’ve missed in Inazuma while you talk about the things he missed in your trip. 
So why, why do you feel so bothered? 
Despite being able to listen to your dear friend and keep up with your conversation, your mind lingers on Diluc. You’re still worried about how he seems to be out of it back in the garden – is it perhaps because of how he needs to think of a new wine? 
“You know, I’m glad you and Ayato had spoken to one another about what happened back then.” Thoma confesses, causing you to be taken back by surprise. “I hope you won’t be offended with what I have to say but.. You look happier than before.” 
You raise your eyebrows from his words. Happier? 
“I… I didn’t notice that.” You replied, letting out a small laugh. “Am I really that happy because of how me and Ayato have resolved?” 
Thoma lets out a small laugh as well. “Well, that’s just my guess. Did something else happen that made you happier than that?” He asks. 
You took a second to think about it. It’s true that ever since you and Ayato have made up, everything's been going a bit well for you, but then again, it’s sort of weird how you’re a lot happier about it than normal. 
Is it… really just because of that? 
Seeing how you hesitated, Thoma’s eyes slightly widened in surprise. “Wait, did something actually happen?” 
You look away from Thoma, a bit flustered. “I-I really don’t know either!” 
“Really?”
“Yeah!” 
“Then… It’s not about someone, is it?” 
You begin to scratch the back of your head. “Well… I did become friends with Diluc…? That’s the only thing that happened besides me and Ayato talking each other out about what happened.” You said, looking at your friend while you fiddled with your fingers. “He’s fun to talk to, I’ll admit. I had a lot of fun for the past few days thanks to him.” 
The blonde haired man nods in agreement. “I can tell. Every time I look at you during the bachelor and reception, you look like you’re having fun talking to him,” He then lets out a laugh. “It honestly reminded me of back then when you and Ayato were still pining for each other.” 
You look at him in confusion, still smiling. “Huh? What do you mean?” 
“Well for starters, it’s the way you’re looking and talking to him. You always pay attention to him and everything he says that you don’t focus on eating your food or your surroundings much — I was able to see you while I was hosting the bachelor party.” He explains. “...Of course, I’m sure you don’t see Mr. Ragnvindr that way though, right?” 
You slowly glance down at your food, processing his words carefully. 
…Huh. 
You didn’t notice how Thoma’s face slightly fell from how you didn’t answer his question. “...You don’t see him that way, right?” He repeats. 
You want to answer yes, but something is holding you back. You don’t understand, you don’t really see Diluc that way right? You two are just friends – and yes, there were some moments between you two whereas your new friend made you feel… things – but that’s normal, right?
This feeling… Isn’t surely the same as what you felt towards Ayato back then, is it?
Then again… When was the last time you had fallen in love? 
You wipe your now sweaty palms on your lap, starting to feel a bit conflicted from your thoughts and feelings. Even if you are in love with him, how could you even deal with it? How can you even face him knowing your feelings? What if you end up being heartbroken? 
But if you aren’t in love with him, why does that make you feel.. Unsatisfied? 
You can’t help but think about him, and you realize you’ve always been thinking about him for the past few days. He makes you happy obviously, there’s never a dull moment with him besides when you two first interacted with one another, and he’s understanding and gentle. The gentle look he gives you as he respectfully treats you well makes you feel… something.
He also treats you equally and always manage to get along with you despite your differences to one another. Not to mention how you always smile whenever you think of him, something that Zhongli had pointed out one time — and how you couldn’t help but always get excited at the thought of what’s to come for you and Diluc the next day—
Oh.
Oh.
Meanwhile, Thoma tries to think of a way to change topics. “It’s alright if you’re unsure, ( Name ).”
“No, no, it’s fine.” You quickly reassured your friend. “I just.. Didn’t realize it until you pointed it out.” 
“So.. you do love him, do you?” 
You stayed silent for a few seconds, unsure how to break it to him. “...He makes me feel things no one has made me feel for a long time.” 
“…Does he make you happy?”
You nodded in response. “He makes me the happiest I can be.” He made me realize there’s always a chance, a chance to love. You thought.
Thoma hums in understanding. “I see. Then I hope you get something good from rhat.” 
You smile gratefully. “Thank you. Though, I feel bad our conversation went this way, we were just laughing a few minutes ago.” 
He quickly lets out a small laugh. “Oh it’s no problem. At least you found something you didn’t know, right?” 
You nodded. “Yeah, thanks again, Thoma.” 
“Anything for you, ( Name ).” 
You decided to try and change the topic, clearing your throat. “Uh, anyways, wanna share Good Hunter’s newest dessert together?” 
Thoma nods with a smile. “Fine, but you better not finish everything in one go.” 
“Hey!” 
It took perhaps another hour before you and Thoma decided to get the bill and get out of the restaurant. Unfortunately, your friend won’t be able to join you in going back inside Goth Grand Hotel once he drops you off, telling you how he has some things to do for Ayato and Chisato before they go off to their honeymoon destination. 
As you enter the hotel lobby, you can’t help but think back about what happened during your brunch with Thoma. What will happen between you and Diluc now? Will you still act the same as before, aware that your feelings for him are possibly more than platonic?
While thinking, you didn’t notice someone behind you heading towards you until you felt them harshly gripping onto one of your shoulders.
You turn around, wondering who on Earth would be so rude to do such a thing, only for your eyes to widen when you realize who it is. 
“Good afternoon, Mx. ( Last Name ).” Shinsuke greeted you with a smile that’s obviously fake. “I apologize for bothering you on this fine day,” A lie, “but I must request you to come with me somewhere more private.” 
You hesitated for a moment, knowing the risk if you said yes. But even so, who’s to say what could happen if you turn down his request? 
You look around the area, trying to look for someone who can notice your troubled situation and help you, only to unfortunately find no one around. If only you could’ve convinced Thoma to escort you back to your hotel room…
“...I suppose I could spare some time for a chat.” You said, trying to act calm. 
You suddenly feel an eerie presence looming behind you, causing you to glance at your back and see a few bodyguards standing behind you – as if to prevent you from running away. Unlike the ones who were stationed for the wedding events, these particular guards were foreign, with strange but somewhat familiar symbols on their brooches. You could tell they’re not like the bodyguards you’ve seen.
“Perfect.” Shinsuke comments, and you start to regret accepting his offer. “Come with me.” 
Without letting you reply at all, the man turns and starts walking, causing the bodyguards behind you to shove you in order for you to follow, leaving you no choice but to oblige. 
On your way, you hoped that you would at least encounter one of your friends, frantically glancing around the hotel lobby looking for a familiar face. Unfortunately, you finally arrived at what you assume is a private room. 
You’re going to be alone with Shinsuke and these scary bodyguards. 
“Before we can go in, I have one more thing to request of you.” Shinsuke spoke up before he could open the door. “Take your bag away and give it to one of the guards.” 
Your eyes widens, hesitantly looking at the bodyguards behind you, who all remain unfazed and emotionless. Slowly, you take out your bag from your body and pass it to one of the guards. 
“Don’t worry, they won’t open your bag and look through your things if that’s what you’re worried about. We just need to make sure you won't try to... record anything and break our privacy.” Shinsuke said in a nice tone, as if that’s enough to reassure you in this situation. “Let’s go inside now.”
You feel fear crawling up on your spine as you enter the room, unsure of what’s going to happen to you. 
The room is a conference room, with multiple chairs surrounding one long table as one of them is situated by the end of it; you assume that chair is where he’ll be seated. 
“Go sit down here.” He says, pulling back a seat that’s right in the middle. “We have a few things to talk about, it won’t be long, don’t worry.” 
Swallowing down the lump in your throat, you carefully went to where the seat is, trying to contain your frantic breathing in order to hide your fear. The bodyguards that were following you both are situated outside.
By the time you sit down is when Shinsuke starts talking, not sitting down on a chair. “Now that we’re in a more private area, let’s start talking, shall we?” 
You nodded slowly. “..Is there a problem, Mr. Hiiragi?” You ask carefully.
He laughs, starting to walk slowly around you. “Straight to the point, I like that.” He comments. “Yes, there is a problem, Mx. ( Last Name ). I'm sure you remember our conversation yesterday.” 
Your breath hitches; he proceeds to explain more. “You see, this wedding is a very precious event to the Hiiragi Clan. Everyone thinks the lovely couple is perfect like straight out of a fairytale, so I like to keep it that way.” You watch as he brushes one of the chairs as he walks by. Did he find out about you and Ayato? 
“So when someone reported to me that they caught sight of you walking back inside the bachelor party venue together with the bride – who didn’t bother hiding the fact that she was crying – I have to make sure all’s well.” He adds. 
His eyes then narrow. “I hope you understand where I’m coming from, and I fear that you might take the opportunity to taint the Hiiragi name and accuse that Chisato is unhappily married to Kamisato Ayato.” 
You shook your head frantically. “N-No, I wouldn’t dare to do such a thing to my friends.” 
“How should I know if you’re telling the truth? And before I knew it, the media would talk about how Chisato had unwillingly married the CEO of the Yashiro Company because of you and your schemes!” 
“I am telling the truth, Mr. Hiiragi! I wish nothing but happiness for the couple.” 
“As if that’s enough to do so.” He lets out a “tsk”, glaring down at you. “I have no choice but to get rid of you. Who knows when you will eventually risk tearing down my reputation!” 
You gasp aloud, immediately standing up from your seat. “Get rid of me?! But Mr. Hiiragi, that’s too much! I haven’t done anything ever since the bachelor party happened–”
“You dare to raise your voice on me!? Did you forget your place, or shall I remind you?!” He exclaims. You panic when he suddenly storms towards you, his hand slowly raises up to hit you. 
Suddenly, the door opens, causing the man to stop himself from hitting you and look at the intruder. 
“Was I interrupting something?”  
Your eyes brighten when you recognize the person’s voice, and you look at the intruder who’s standing by the doorway. 
“O-Oh, Mr. Ragnvindr!” Shinsuke spoke, his tone is now nice and kind unlike a few seconds ago. “What a lovely surprise. I was just having a special meeting with Mx. ( Last Name ) regarding the wedding–”
“I’m here to talk about your pesky bodyguards who aren’t doing their job right” Diluc spoke, his voice dark and cold – a big comparison to his gentle tone when he talks to you. “I was just passing by when they suddenly confronted me and dared to lay a hand on me for no reason.” 
You saw the way Shinsuke’s eyes widened, his eyebrows furrowing. “What?! How unprofessional of them! Where are they now?” 
Diluc opens the door wide. “Feel free to go check on them. I had to defend myself since they tried to fight me. Had this happened to someone else, I fear an innocent person would get hurt by their recklessness.” He scolded Shinsuke, who hesitated from his offer to check on the bodyguards. 
The elder man glances at you, causing you to freeze up from his glare. “This isn’t over yet.” He mouths before looking back at the red-haired man. “I apologize sincerely on behalf of my bodyguards. I’ll make sure it won’t happen ever again.” 
“Good. Now leave.” 
Begrudgingly, Shinsuke heads out from the conference room. By the time the CEO is out of your sight, Diluc looks in your direction.
You feel your shoulders starting to relax. “Diluc.”
His eyes softened. “( Name ).” He then gestures to you to come with him. “Come with me. Let’s get you out of here.” 
When you come out of the conference room with Diluc being by your side, you’re surprised to see the sight of Shinsuke standing over the bodyguards on the ground, some groaning out in pain while some were out cold. Just what did Diluc do to them? 
You dare not to question it, you’re just grateful that he saved you from Shinsuke. 
As soon as you two are somewhere where most people don’t come to in the lobby, you let out a breath you didn’t know you’re holding. 
“Are you alright?” Diluc asks worryingly, giving you your bag you didn’t know he was holding. “What happened back there?” 
You slowly grab your bag from him, avoiding his gaze. “I… I don’t know.. He just took me to that room and threatened me for something that happened in the bachelor party. I wouldn’t dare to do that to my friends.” You clench your teeth at the audacity the cruel CEO has. “I’m just grateful you were able to come by before something happened. How did you know I was there?” 
“I saw one of the guards holding your bag.” He answers honestly. “I recognized it was the one you were carrying when we were taking a stroll around the garden, so I had to investigate. Did they hurt you?” 
You shook your head. “Mr. Hiiragi was about to, but you made it in time before he could hurt me.” 
Diluc’s eyes slightly widened, before quickly narrowing his eyes at the thought that someone would dare to hurt you. “How dare he.. I knew he wasn’t good news.” 
“It’s fine… None of us could’ve predicted he would do something like this.” You mumbled. It was technically a lie, you knew someone like Shinsuke would do this, but you didn’t want your friend to be worried and angry. “Thank you for your help, Diluc. I owe you a lot.” 
“Anything for you.” He replied. He suddenly puts a hand on your shoulder in an attempt to comfort you, causing your heart to start beating fast while your cheeks begin to warm up from his words and gestures.  “You don’t owe me anything. Just… be more careful, I don’t want you to get hurt by someone as cruel and despicable as him.” 
You nodded slowly, your mouth twitching upwards. “I’ll try.” 
“Were you heading towards your room?” He asks, and you hum softly in response. “I could escort you back there if you’d like. Just in case Mr. Hiiragi dares to come to you again.” 
You shook your head. “Oh I don’t want to bother you. I think I can go back on my own.” 
“I insist. It would hurt me if something bad happens to you again when I could’ve helped you.” He insists. “Come.” 
“...Thank you again, Diluc.” You spoke softly before the two of you started heading towards the elevator area that’s across the hotel lobby from where you are.
The two of you didn’t say a word to one another while you’re walking, but you didn’t mind. You were still shaken up by what happened. Who knows when Shinsuke will try to bother you again? What if he comes to Liyue and ruins your life? 
“Will you be alright, ( Name )?” He suddenly asks, causing your worrisome thoughts to fade away from his voice. 
Before you could say anything, someone suddenly called Diluc’s name. 
“Diluc?” 
You look around the area to look for the person who was calling your friend, spotting a woman standing not too far away from where you and Diluc are with her eyes brightening. 
“There you are! I was looking around for you.” She spoke, walking towards you two with a smile on her face. “Did you just get out of the hotel room?” 
You can’t help but admire the woman who’s now standing in front of you two. She’s quite beautiful, you admit. Is she perhaps a friend of Diluc? Or an acquaintance of his in the business world? 
Or… Is she his plus one? 
Diluc shakes his head. “No, I just happened to come across a friend of mine and got distracted. Did you wait for too long?” 
The woman shakes her head as well, smiling reassuringly. “Ah no, don’t worry. I just entered the hotel.” She then looks at you. “Hello, what’s your name?” She asks you politely, causing your eyes to widen a bit in surprise. 
“Oh uhm.. My name is ( Name ) ( Last Name ). It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ms…?” 
“You can call me Jean. Thank you for keeping Diluc company while I was gone. I feel bad that I wasn’t able to attend the wedding.” Jean said. 
Ah, so she is his plus one. 
You try to ignore a strange feeling bubbling in your chest. “It’s no problem, I’m glad I’m friends with someone like Diluc. I had a lot of fun and learned a lot more about Mondstadt thanks to him.” 
Jean giggles, a tune that’s so sweet in your ears. “I’m glad my fiancé made a friend. I hope I’ll get to know you more, ( Name ).”
You felt like your heart dropped when you heard what Jean called Diluc, your face almost fell. 
Fiancé? 
“...O-Oh, you guys are engaged?” You asked, stunned from your realization. 
Jean instantly covers her mouth. “Oh, my bad.” 
“It’s alright, Jean.” Diluc reassures her, you saw the way he looks at her. It’s different than the way he looks at you. “I was meaning to invite them to the wedding before they leave for Liyue.” 
Jean sighs in relief, then looks at you with an apologetic smile. “I apologize for the shock. But yes, me and Diluc are set to be married in December. We haven’t announced our engagement to the public yet so we’d appreciate it if you could keep it a secret until it’s announced. I’ll make sure to give you an invitation tomorrow if that’s fine with you!” 
You felt sick, swallowing the sour taste of heartbreak in your throat. “Of course! I’m honored I’m invited to your wedding. Congratulations on your engagement.” 
You’re too caught up with the sudden news that you didn’t notice the way Diluc looks at you in concern.
Jean didn’t notice either, still smiling happily. “Great, I hope we’ll talk again next time. I’m afraid Diluc and I have to go now to meet Mr. and Mrs. Kamisato before they leave. I hope you’ll enjoy your stay in Mondstadt until you leave! Shall we, Diluc?” 
The red-haired man hesitantly looks at you, and you remembered how he was supposed to escort you. You feel selfish for wanting him to go with you, but you knew your place. 
“Go.” You mouth to Diluc with a reassuringly small smile, despite your heart wanting him to stay. “I’ll see you two next time. It’s nice to meet you as well, Jean.”
“...See you next time, ( Name ).” Diluc spoke up before walking towards Jean. 
Without another word, you turn away and walk back to where you’re supposed to be going. Away from Shinsuke, from your heartbreak, 
And away from Diluc. Your first love for the first time in 4 years. 
You tried your best to hold onto your facade that everything’s normal and okay as you’re on your way back to the hotel room rushedly, your heart racing and lips shaking from what just happened. 
You aren’t sure if you were overwhelmed by what happened between you and Shinsuke, or from the unrequited love between you and Diluc. 
You should’ve known he wouldn’t be single. You should’ve known he was taken by someone as beautiful and amazing as Jean. You should’ve remained oblivious to your feelings towards him,
You should’ve known he would never see you that way.
By the time you enter the room and close the door behind you, you knelt down on the ground and let out a sob, dropping your bag as you cover your face with your hands. 
Fuck, fuck, fuck! 
Everything hurts. Everything is too much. You feel like you’re being burned inside as your heart aches deeply. You feel like you want to jump off a cliff and land in an ocean, never to be seen again. Why did you had to find out you’re in love when you found out your love is unrequited? Why is this happening to you? What did you do in your past life to deserve such cruelty? 
You were so busy crying that you didn’t notice Zhongli walking towards you in concern. Words didn’t exchange between you two, but your friend knew what to do. He always comforts you whenever you cry about Ayato after drinking too much back then, reassuring you that you’ll eventually move on someday. 
He kneels down beside you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder comfortingly. You didn’t hesitate to lean your head on his shoulder as a result, continuing to let out your wails and tears. 
“I fell in love, but he… He belongs to another. Why does this always happen to me?” You sobbed. 
Zhongli slowly pulls you closer to him. “I do not know.”
You let out another sob, closing your eyes shut. “It hurts.” 
He closes his eyes as well, his heart aches at the sound of your cries. “I know.” 
That day, you didn’t look at your phone anymore to see if he sent you a message. Spending the rest of your time engulfed in heartbreak as your dearest friend comforts you. 
Just when you thought you were willing to fall in love, that chance was once again out of your reach.
It’s true he made you realize there’s always a chance, a chance to love.
Just not a chance to love him.
Somewhere by the hotel’s parking lot, someone is going through the same thing as you.
Thoma leans against the steering wheel of his car, exhaling deeply as he closes his eyes.
He knew he’d never have the chance to win your heart, yet it still hurts to think that you’re now in love with someone else. Don’t get him wrong, he’s truly happy for you — especially knowing that you have never bothered trying to give love a chance again and never had a date with anyone since the break up.
He just wished it was him you had fallen in love with, even though it sounds as impossible as going to outer space in this life.
But nevertheless, it wasn’t the fact that his love for you stayed strong and you still see him as just a friend—
It was the fact that you’re in love with a man who’s out of your reach.
Thoma didn’t know what to think when he learned you love Diluc. He wanted to be happy for you — he knows the man has a good heart after hearing so many good things about him — but he knew you’re going to be heartbroken when you learned about his secret engagement with one of the most powerful and well-respected women in Mondstadt.
There’s nothing he can do about it. He can only hope you’d get through the same pain you felt back then.
Thoma lets out a sigh, leaning back up from the steering wheel.
Even if he cannot provide it, the blonde-haired man just wished that someday, you’d love someone who loves you too, with nothing that can stop you both,
Unlike the men you fell in love with.
Tumblr media
DAN’S NOTES
(1) diluc isn’t leading reader on nor was he flirting with them. chapter 14 will explain his side as well as his feelings towards reader. (see my response to this ask here for more details)
(2) i understand if you’re willing to drop the series, but it’s better if you keep it to yourself if you intend to insult this series or me. if you’re planning to send ask about the problem of this chapter, make sure to read my responses regarding asks about this situation because i dont really want to repeat myself again.
(3) i apologize for the disappointment if you expected reader to end up with diluc as well as for not adding it in the warnings about jeanluc being mentioned — i made another version of this storyline where they do end up together, which is versadies’s version ( look at the links ) to make it up to you guys :>>
PREVIOUS || NEXT || VERSADIES’S VERSION (PROCEED TO THIS LINK FOR FLUFF LOVERS)
1K notes · View notes
eliciana · 3 months
Text
Reverse SAGAU: The Weird Door At My Café
-> Chapter 1(Here)| Chapter 2 | ...
Masterlist
Blog Navigation
Tumblr media
____________________________________
Hello everyone, pls don't expect much from this chapter,which is going to be part of a series, will be that good. I may have grammatical errors and wrong spellings so please don't hesitate to tell me in the comments about it. English is not my main language. Also, I write some very descriptive and long scenes about what the reader does because i got used to writing descriptive essays so please bear with the long paragraphs and sentences. Thank you.
And yes, I'm back. Also the Misunderstanding series will be updated after my exams this is just in my drafts and I wanted to just upload it.
-Eli
____________________________________
Tw: Reverse!Isekai!Sagau, Normal Au, Café Au, a bit of cussing like this bit 🤏.
Reader: Gn!Reader, Adult!Reader, Café Owner!Reader
Characters: Reader
Note: Restaurant to Another World animanga inspired au. You can slide into my dms (😝 im joking bro) if you ever want to be tagged in my works just tell me what series you want to be tagged in or all of them. thank you <3.
____________________________________
You close your eyes and think back to that very fateful day — the day that entirely altered your life's course and shatter any semblance of normalcy you once knew. The memory is etched in your mind, clear and vivid. The secret your café had.
You had always dreamed of owning your very own café when you get older. It had always consumed your thoughts and fueled your ambitions. Doing everything you can to be able to make your dream come true. It was a dream that guided you through your highs and lows, the setbacks and triumphs, and now, your very own cafe is now right infront of your eyes. You stand awe, gazing upon your newly built dream café that represents your years of hard work and dedication. It almost feels surreal. The weight of such an accomplishment settles in your shoulders, filling with a sense of pride that it threatens to burst out of your chest.
The obstacles and challenges you faced along the way have not gone unnoticed. The countless hours of planning, the sacrifices made, the hurdles overcome—each scar and battle wound a testament to your unwavering determination. They have shaped you into the person you are today, a person who is standing on the precipice of their own extraordinary creation. In this moment, you can't help but reflect on how far you have come. You just want to curl up into a ball and cry for how proud you are for yourself.
As you approach the door to your café, your hand trembles with anticipation. You grasp the smooth handle, feeling the coolness of the metal against your palm, and slowly turn it. The door swung open, emitting a soft creak that pierced the silence. Above it, a small, quaint bell dangled delicately, waiting to be disturbed. The cascade of delicate notes wove together seamlessly, announcing your presence, like a whispered greeting to anyone who would listen.
You stare in awe and wonder at the interior design of your cafe , captivated by it's beauty. The space exceeds your imagination and sketches, each detail meticulously brought to life. You explore every corner, your eyes eager to take in every detail. The plants you selected with great care breathe life into the space, their vibrant green leaves adding a touch of freshness and enhancing the cozy, warm aura you envisioned. Sunlight steams through the windows, casting a golden glow that illuminates upon your carefully handpicked furniture, adding a touch of charm. Every detail, from the placement of tables and chairs to the color palette and textures and to the shelf placed at the wall behind the counter with small sized standees of genshin impact, comes together harmoniously, painting a reality that is more beautiful than it was in your imagination.
You took one last look at your own café, only to catch sight of a door that had seemingly materialized out of thin air. It wasn't in your sketches, nor was it part of the layout you had memorized. How could something so out of place suddenly appear in your beloved café? How weird. You were sure that when you went inside this café it was never there. It was on the opposite side of the front entrance door of your café. It had a very different kind of design from the doors you had. How weird . Were you perhaps hallucinating? Was your stress and sleep deprivation finally getting to you? You resort to pinching and slapping your cheeks in an attempt to jolt yourself back to reality. Nope. You can still see it. You rushed to go outside of your café. As you step out into the open, your eyes scanning the exterior, you're met with a surprising revelation—the door you saw inside your café is nowhere to be found. It's as if it had vanished into thin air, leaving you bewildered and questioning your senses.
Nonetheless, you breathed a heavy sigh of relief and once again went inside of your café, blaming your hallucination to your stress. However, as your eyes scanned the interior again, you saw the door still there.
'Oh, hell no.' You thought and quickly opened the front door again, took a look at the exterior, look at the door inside, and continued doing that action for a minute. Yup, you're officialy hallucinating.
You looked at the strange door and felt a nagging feeling of curiousity wanting to try and open that door. Maybe it was actually a big ass sticker that one of the builders placed as a prank. You never know. Steeling yourself, you went closer to the door on your tippy toes. Carefully trying to be quiet. Why? You don't know. You just knew you had to. Maybe it was an instinct of yours. You were now infrot of the door and you tried reaching for the door knob still thinking it was a sticker but the coolness feeling in your hands said uno reverse. You abruptly took back your hand in shock. You stared down at the atrocity in front of you. You quickly raised your foot and took off your shoes/heel/slipper and held onto it tightly. Preparing yourself to open the door, you took in a deep breath and reached for the door knob once more. Twisting it open, a ray of sunlight shone through the small crack as you pushed the door open gently.
Your eyes widen at the sight infront of you as you had fully opened the door. The grip your hand had on your lethal weapon widened and it slipped from your hands. The sight infront of you was so surreal. 'This can't be true, right?' your head was going to so many places, unable to comprehend what was going on. You felt kinda dizzy.
You would be a fool not to recognize this place that you had seen so many times throughout your life. A few kilometers infront of you was the City of Mondstadt in view. You could even see the knights guarding the gate and Timmie with his pigeons at the bridge.
The weird door from your cafe was actually a door to the Genshin Impact world. Wow... wtf.
____________________________________
also pls take a look at my poorly drawn drawing of what your view looks like cause for the love of god I can't seem to explain it:
Tumblr media
Also you're in a cliff or something. so yeah
Taglist:
None
205 notes · View notes
iluvzaddies · 1 year
Text
run rabbit run (1)
pairing: yandere!childe x reader
warnings: unhealthy behavior/relationship, violence, nsfw
inspired by: episode 8 of the hbo series “the last of us”
summary: you are out of food as well as medical supplies, so in order to save your father, you take matters into your own hands. you unexpectedly run into a young master in the forest, who is after the same rabbit as you. since he is persistent on getting the rabbit, you make a bargain with him. he develops a liking to you and decides you are his new personal little rabbit.
Tumblr media
you breathed in the cold air of snezhnaya, the land of eternal winter ruled by the tsaritsa.
snow crunched under your boots as you roamed around the forest, looking for something to hunt.
you had nothing but a thin coat on, a pair of worn out winter boots, and a rifle slung over your shoulder like a bag. you were freezing, but you were more concerned for your father’s life than your comfort in the weather.
you see, your father had gotten injured on his way home. he fell off his horse and fell on something sharp, which caused him to have a huge gash across his stomach. you found him unconscious nearby and dragged him inside your home. you laid him on the couch by the fireplace, wrapped a piece of cloth around the area of the gash to stop the bleeding and put a blanket on top of him.
the cupboards were completely empty. no food or medical supplies in sight. his horse had ran off and you had no other transportation. there was no way you were able to walk all the way to the marketplace in the current weather, so you had no choice but to hunt for some food and find some herbs since you had no medicine as well.
“come on, come on.” you gritted your teeth in frustration, clasping your hands together and warming them up with your hot breath. “are there no animals around here?”
right on cue, a rabbit hopped out of a bush. the rabbit was beautiful. its fur was as white as the snow and its eyes were as red as gemstones.
too bad you had to kill it.
you slowly approached it, grabbing your rifle and pointing at it. as you were about to pull the trigger, you accidentally stepped on a twig. the rabbit jolted in alert at the sound and frantically hopped away.
“shit.” you cursed and ran after it.
you tried to shoot it while running after it, but an arrow came out of nowhere and pierced through its tiny body, making you stop in your tracks.
what the hell.
“excellent marksmanship, master.” you heard a gruffy voice.
“that was too easy.” followed by a cocky voice.
the man with the gruffy voice and the man with the cocky voice surrounded the rabbit. they looked like they came from a powerful house, especially the one with the ginger hair. compared to your winter outfit, they had thicker and expensive-looking coats, so no doubt they came from a powerful house.
the rich. you hated the rich.
“hey!” you shouted as you aimed your rifle at the both of them. “drop your weapons or anything you have on you, now!”
they turned their heads to find a young lady with a big, heavy rifle, cautiously approaching them.
they looked at each other in confusion.
“move a muscle and i’ll put a bullet right between your eyes.”
“excuse me, what are you doing out here? this is our territory.” the butler coughed.
“this is an open space. a forest, for christ’s sake. this isn’t your territory and neither is it mine.” you spoke strongly. “but that is my rabbit.”
the young master, instead of scoffing in disbelief at your behavior towards him, smiled. his life was boring despite being loaded, but today might be different. you had peaked his interest. he felt a sense of excitement and arousal.
“oh, is that so? is that your arrow then?” he pointed at the arrow— his arrow— which was poking out of the rabbit’s corpse.
“i told you not to move a muscle!” you aimed your rifle directly at him.
he put his hands up in surrender position, a smile still plastered on his face.
“or i swear i’ll–“
“put a bullet right between my eyes. i know.”
“if you dare do that, you will be severely punished.” the butler butted in, but shut his mouth when you glared at him and told him to “shut the fuck up.”
the young master laughed.
“you, why do you even need this? can’t you afford to eat something?” you asked.
“i don’t plan on eating this, i’m not fond of rabbit stew. my mother though, she loves lapin coats or rabbit fur coats in other words, which originated in fontaine. says it’s really soft and warm. you bear hatred towards people like me and i don’t blame you, but would you at least give this one to lil ole me? for my mother?”
“i don’t give a damn–“ wait, you could make a bargain with him. you would rather die than associate yourself with the rich, but your father’s life was on the line here, so it was either your dignity or him, and you chose him. “let’s say i accept, what would you give me in return?”
“well, what do you want?” he asked.
“medical supplies.” you answered quickly.
“that’s it?”
“and food supplies; meat, veggies, just anything nutritious.”
“alright then, my home is not too far from here…”
“no, one of you is staying here with me and one of you is going to get me what i want.”
“sheesh, alright. can’t even be hospitable with you.” he turned to his butler. “bring back a first aid kit, two bottles of penicillin, a syringe and food you can grab your hands on.”
his butler nodded, but was hesitating to leave.
“it’s not code. just do as i say.” he leaned into his ear. “why are you hesitating? do you really think a mere girl could stand a chance against me?”
“very well, master.” he sighed. he grabbed the dead rabbit and made his way back to their residence, leaving you and the young master (whose name you had yet to know) alone.
“you can lower the gun now. i don’t mean any harm.” he noticed your tense form and tried to reassure you, but you were too hardheaded.
“where’s your bow?”
“don’t know.” he shrugged.
what did he mean by that? was he messing with you? your gaze shifted onto his waistline and you saw a vision attached to his belt. a hydro vision, to be exact.
realization hit you. fuck, he was a vision user. you were lucky he didn’t have anger issues. otherwise, you would have been dead before you could even treat your father.
“where are you looking, hm?” he asked teasingly.
“nowhere.” you looked away.
he chuckled. he found you peculiar, but intriguing. you were like no other woman he had ever encountered in his life. you didn’t know who he was and how much power he held. he could snap your rifle like a twig if he wanted to. no normal civilian in their right minds would ever think to threaten him or even approach him.
“so, what’s your name?”
“nunya.”
“what–“
“nunya business.”
“pfft. come on, i’ll tell you mine. my name is childe or tartaglia, whichever you prefer.”
“uh huh, what about i call you dickface? that suits you better.” you remarked. “master dickface.”
again, he wasn’t the least bit offended. he was amused. strangely amused.
what kind of man did you run into?
(part 2)
888 notes · View notes
hannahlovesluca · 4 months
Text
Morning Dew
| warnings: spoilers, archon quest theme
| genre: even i dont flippin know
| summary: …
| part: 1
| extra: credit to @brisquad-unit-4402 for the title
Tumblr media
Your fists clench hardly at your sides. The anger burning inside of you is hot and intense, as it always is before a battle.
But tonight, the rage is deeper, fiercer than before. It is an all-consuming fire that has driven you to this place, at this time, before a crowd of thousands.
The roar of the audience is deafening, even over the heavy beating of the music. Their voices chant your name in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. The beat of the music, the stomping of the feet, the clapping and shouting—all combine to drown out almost every other sound.
Furina sits on her throne, watching the duel from her throne, the hydro archon watching intently. Her face is hard, and unreadable. 
The crowd's attention is divided, as the two combatants take their places at the far ends of the arena, their eyes locked, their stances ready for battle.
As the clock ticks down, you take a deep breath, and let the tension and fear melt away. There is nothing left but the fight, and the will to win.
And the will to live.
With that thought in mind, you begin your final approach, stalking towards the arena like a predator closing in on its prey.
You know this feeling well, this calm before the storm. It is the calmness that comes with the knowledge that you are going to survive this battle. That you are going to live to fight another day.
You are a champion duelist, you and Chlorinde being the most well known in all of Fontaine. The hydro archon knows this, as do the other archons (even if they’re not from Fontaine) and they would never dream of interfering in a match between two champions,  even if they are archons, their life could still be at stake.
Chlorinde approaches you slowly, a grin on her lips, her sword at the ready.
"It seems you are a lot smarter than I thought," she says, her voice dripping with mockery.
"I'm not one for words, so how about we make this quick?" you reply.
She raises her sword in a salute.
"As you wish," she replies, her voice dripping with disdain.
The two of you meet in the middle of the arena, and the crowd erupts into cheers.
A moment passes. 
You are staring into the eyes of the woman who has killed so many, and who now stands before you, ready to kill you as well.
Furina stands up from her throne and leans against the railing separating her from the arena.
“Wait!”
She shouts above the roar of the crowd. The whole arena quiets instantly, their attention now focused on the hydro archon.
"This duel was brought about because of a personal disagreement," she continues.  "And as much as it may pain me to see it end, I must ask for a truce."
The crowd begins to murmur in confusion.
"There is no need for bloodshed here tonight," she says, her voice carrying across the arena.
“I, Furina, Focalors, your God, demand that you two end this duel!”
The two of you stand there in silence, as the crowd waits to see what will happen.
Finally, Chlorinde breaks the silence, her voice dripping with venom.
"Very well," she spits. "If that is what the Hydro Archon wishes."
She sheaths her sword, and walks away, leaving you standing alone in the center of the arena.
The crowd erupts into cheers, and you are carried out on the shoulders of the masses, your heart heavy.
————————————————————
Your dreams are filled with a strange voice calling out to you, as if asking you to come home.
[Ŗ̛̖̳̭̍̓̂͆̈́_̶̑ͤĘ̶̢̧̛̦͖̯͇̗̝̩ͨ̆̈ͮ̎̀͐̈́ͯ̇̀͊͠D̬̣̖̱͙̩̠̳͆̇ͣ̀͊̑́ͦ͛̌̆͑̋͘͝Ả̜̪̙̒̚_̹͎̯̾̔͋́ͦ͆ͭ̓͗́͘͢͟Ç̴͈̹͓̺̮̜͎̺͋͑̓͊͆̒́ͨͧ͂̕͢͟͢͟͟͝_̶̳̼̣̱͊̇ͩͩͭ͊͊̚͟͡T̸̻̳̭͍̳͍̭͚ͦ͛̊ͨ̌ͦ͂ͧͭ̉ͯͯ͢͡E̷̵̢̛̛͕̝̝̰̪͇̼̳̬̊̓̀̐̊ͦ̒̄̑ͦ͋͗̄̊̽̀ͮ̌̆̇̿̀̎̍̚̚͢͢͞͡͡ͅD̸̢̢̡̬̣̗̟̥̪̙͉͕͓͉͓͉͐͐̐ͥ̎͒͆̇̀̏ͨ̋̏̿͊ͥ̉̽͗̋̀̐̄͟͞͞ͅ]
1. A Familiar Face
You awake with a gasp, sweat running down your face. You sit up and rub the sleep from your eyes, trying to clear the fog of dreams from your mind.
A nightmare.
It was just a nightmare.
You take a deep breath, and try to remember the details of the dream, but all you can recall is the voice, and the feeling of dread it filled you with.
What the hell was that?
You suddenly remember the duel that ended too early with Chlorinde yesterday. It must have been the stress of it that triggered the dream.
You look out the window of your small room, and see that the sun has not yet risen. You sigh, and lie back down, trying to get back to sleep.
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of knocking at the door.
You roll out of bed and slip on a robe before opening the door.
"Hello?"
A familiar voice answers you.
"Sorry to bother you so early," the person says.
You open the door wider, and the person steps into the room.
"Good morning, Chlorinde," you say.
"I couldn't sleep last night," she says. "Too much adrenaline. So I came to visit. I hope that's alright."
"Of course," you reply.
She walks over to the window and looks out, her hands clasped behind her back.
"I can't believe how fast the world moves now," she says. "we have so many options, and yet, it feels like there is always something missing."
You walk over to the window and lean against the wall, looking out at the city of Fontaine.
“The water levels are rising again,” Chlorinde starts, “you know what that means.”
You nod.
"The prophecy," you reply.
"Exactly. This is it," she says, her voice trembling with emotion.
"The beginning of the end."
You stare out the window at the water.
“I heard rumour that the legendary blonde Traveler and her mascot, Paimon, are making their way to Fontaine,” Chlorinde mentions.
You look over to her.
"I haven't met them yet," you say.
"I've heard of the Traveler," she replies. "She is very powerful."
"And her companion, Paimon?"
"She is a fairy, a being made of pure light and energy. They say she is as powerful as the stars themselves."
"They sound like quite the team."
"Indeed. If they can end the prophecy, perhaps there is hope."
You look at her and smile.
"Perhaps."
Chlorinde sighs and runs a hand through her hair.
"Well, I should let you get back to sleep. I just wanted to talk."
"Thanks for coming by," you reply.
"My pleasure."
She turns and walks to the door.
"Sleep well," she says, before stepping out of the room.
You close the door and sigh.
Maybe things will work out after all.
————————————————————
A few weeks pass, and you are still unable to shake the feeling of dread that haunts you.
You find yourself thinking about the prophecy more and more, wondering if there is anything you can do to stop it.
86 notes · View notes
acaaai-t · 11 months
Text
resurface, my love
00. eyes on you
[fem! reader x villain! scaramouche]
cw: mentions of bombs, terrorists attacks, dead bodies, a tiny sprinkle of both fluff and angst, kissing scene, mild cursing
Tumblr media
Where did it all start?
When did all this happen?
Why you?
Scaramouche is pretty.
Yet his prettiness doesn’t match up with his aggravating personality. It was no wonder why he was always seen alone by himself.
In a way, you pitied him. Maybe that’s what drove your 8 year old self to approach the lone boy.
Grasping your boxed lunch in your tiny hands, you hopped onto the available seat next to the purple hair boy and set your bento down. He gave you a weird look, but said nothing.
You clasped your hands together and muttered a quick thank you before opening your lunch, revealing a row of egg and ham sandwiches neatly tucked against each other.
You picked up a sandwich and offered it to him. “Want one?”
He wrinkled his nose and shook his head. “I don’t like ham,” he said.
“Where’s your lunch? Won’t you be hungry?”
“I don’t bring lunch, and no, I won’t get hungry,” he grumbled, annoyed by your questions.
You rolled your eyes and stuffed a bite of the sandwich into your mouth. “Whatever,” you muttered.
The next day, you brought in two separate lunches, each wrapped up in a different color cloth— one in royal purple, one in a sage green. When lunchtime finally came around, you immediately set out to find Scaramouche.
It took a bit of searching, but eventually you found the grumpy little boy hiding up on a tree secluded from others.
“Hey!” you shouted, waving to the small figure sitting on the tree.
No reply.
“Hey I brought you lunch!” you tried again, yet it was as if he was purposefully ignoring your presence.
“Oh whatever, I’ll just leave it here,” you said, setting down the purple bento by the base of the tree. “Just make sure to return the lunchbox to me by the end of the day.”
And with that, you ran off, nearly tripping over the sticks that litter the grass.
Scaramouche kept his eyes trained on your figure as you run off, all until you disappear under the blinding sunlight. It was only then did he slowly climbed down from the tree to retrieve the lunch you left him.
He hesitated. Nobody had ever treated him this nicely before, there must be a catch to this. There’s always a catch. His grip on the lunchbox tightened.
It would be a pity to let the food go to waste, but what if it’s all a trap? he stood there, his thoughts running wild. His self-consciousness— and his stomach, called for him to accept the food, yet another part of him screamed for him to throw it away.
In the end he gave in and took a seat under the shade of the tree, the cloth already unwrapped and folded neatly to the side. A slip of paper sat upon the bento— a note from you.
“HI. I wasn’t sure what you liked, but I did put some of my favorites in there. Enjoy your lunch :D”
He set the note aside and opened his lunch. His heart skipped a beat and his face flushed a light shade of pink.
You had made him a bento lunch art. Never in his life did he ever received something like this. It was so childish and so embarrassing.
It was a bunch of miniature rice pandas scattered about with egg rolls acting as flowers. Diced strawberries drizzled with dark chocolate sit in a small plastic container in the corner. There were tiny sausages sculpted in the shape of a octopus right next to the pandas. Sliced cucumbers laid aptly to the side, paired with two cherry tomatoes cut in half.
He nearly teared up. Despite how the art looked like it was made not by your parents but by yourself, he realized that nobody had ever put so much effort into him before.
He almost didn’t want to ruin it.
When classes had finally end, you skipped back to your seat with your friends still chattering as they followed. There sitting on your desk was your other bento box, neatly wrapped in the royal purple cloth. Laying on top of the bento was a folded piece of paper. You picked up the note.
A small thanks was hastily scribbled on with terrible handwriting. You smiled.
From then on it became a routine.
Everyday you would come in to school with an extra lunchbox to give to him, and everyday after school he would return the empty lunchbox back to you. Sometimes you’ll find a snack with a note, sometimes it’ll be a keychain.
Scaramouche never approached you directly to give his thanks, but you felt that an empty lunchbox and his small gifts was already more than enough.
This habit continued all the way through elementary and into your last year of high school. By then your collection of keychains had significantly grew. From a cat keychain to a air conditioner keychain— whatever it may be, there’s a chance that Scaramouche had gifted it to you already.
“Yoi look at what he gave me this time,” you giggled, dangling a badly drawn George Washington keychain in your hands.
Yoimiya stared at the keyring, dumbfounded. “That… how did he even find that? No, where did he even find that?”
You laughed. “He has his ways.”
Fire. Screams.
The sound of the late bell echoed through halls. You found yourself running around different classrooms, searching for Scaramouche.
“Where did Scara go?” you muttered angrily.
“Oh Scaramouche? He left early today,” your seatmate, Lumine, said.
“Already? He hasn’t given me my lunchbox yet…”
Where did your title as a hero come from?
“Hurry this way!” your voice hushed, urgency laced within.
Another explosion rocked the entire building, and you stumbled, just barely catching yourself. Your felt the grip on your hand slackened. Fear took a hold of your heart when your hand closed around nothing but the ashy air.
Immediately you turned back, adrenaline coursing through you as you search amongst the rubble and corpses. A faint glint of a jewelry caught your eyes. Nearly tripping over yourself, you scrambled over, taking a hold of the little girls hand once again before running for the exit. You didn’t dare look back, for you knew what awaits you. The walls collapsing one after another as the roaring flames blazes through.
A fiery death.
Shredded newspaper littered your room. Remnants of articles lay in the corner of your room in a pile of ash. Angry slashes marked the walls. Clothes a-strewn, curtain torn apart— the window shattered and boarded up. Noises of a news report filled the silence of your room, its voices blurring into static.
It mimicked your feelings.
A torrent of unquelled fury, one that screamed, raged.
A terrorist attack.
That was what the media called it. It was still unsure who was behind this attack despite the many claims as to who had done it. Proofs in form of photographs or surveillance videos of said suspect were all either too blurry to fully depict or it was just really badly edited.
During the attack, you had stayed behind while the bombs shook the building and the fire raged. And you ran, covered in ash and debris, carrying a unconscious girl in all the while leading a group of survivors— all the way until the promise of a safe haven was in sight.
Perhaps that rescue was what gave you the title as a hero, although for you— you didn’t deserve all that fame and glory.
In fact you hated it.
It was the media’s fault.
They had painted you as a hero, yet they had washed Scaramouche as the one that was behind the attacks. It was because of them that the public now flamed him as a villain.
They had painted an innocent bystander in red all because they needed a scapegoat, someone to shift the blame to because the police couldn’t do their damn job properly.
Had you known this would’ve been the outcome, you would’ve never cared for the lives still ghosting the halls.
Had you known, you would’ve just let them burn.
“Eye witnesses claimed that it was this… boy, who had done such atrocious acts. Any word on it, Ma—”
Click.
“It was terrifying… the look in his eyes. It.. was murderous, like he wanted everyone to burn. If it wasn’t for her, I would’ve have been able to escape…” her voice broke off into a sob. You switched the channel again.
“WANTED ALIVE—”
You threw the remote control at the television in a fit of rage, the screen immediately going blank. You didn’t care. It only adds on to your canvas of unfolding bitterness.
Your phone rang again. A string of calls and messages you chose to ignore. It’d been days since you’ve stepped out from your house, let alone answer any of the calls and messages.
A loud abrupt knock to your door jolt you out from your trance. You draped a light blanket over yourself and went to answer the door.
There standing in all his former and glory, was none other than Scaramouche himself.
Your breath hitched and the blanket slipped.
“Hey idiot,” he smiled, something he claimed to reserve only for you. “Mind letting me in?”
You pushed the piles of dirty dishes from the counter into the sink, not caring whether it breaks or not. The once quiet house was filled with the noises of dishes clanking against each other and Scaramouche— who was rummaging through the pile of buildup items.
“Quite the mess you’ve got,” he muses, holding up a piece of a broken mug.
“Where the hell have you been? I was worried sick,” you said, filling up a tea kettle with water.
“Hiding,” he simply replied.
“You didn’t attack the school, so why would you take the blame for it?” you slammed the kettle down onto the stovetop.
Scaramouche shrugged and plopped down on your couch.
“Now everyone is after you,” you continued, turning to face him. “And they even expect me to find you and bring you to the police.”
“They can’t find me, they won’t be able to,” Scaramouche said. “I’d say I’ve been hiding pretty well for these past few days.”
“And you didn’t even tell me? I was worried sick—” your voice broke off, hot tears welling up in the corner of your eyes.
Scaramouche could only sigh as he got off the couch. He came up to you and wrapped his arms around your waist, his body leaning against yours. “I’m sorry,” he said, resting his chin on your head.
A tear slipped.
“Don’t cry,” he mumbled.
You broke, pushing your full weight against Scaramouche as sobs racked through your body. He brought a hand up to your head, gently tussling through your hair— the only source of comfort he could bring for now.
Why me?
Why him?
“I hate you,” you said, your fists weakly hitting his chest. “I hate you so much…”
He swiped a tear away. It was futile. The storm had already begun. “Hey…”
You sniffed, wiping the tears off your face.
“Look at me,” he whispered.
You looked up, his purple eyes meeting yours. His thumb brushed against your lips, his face impossibly close to you. You could see every angle of his face, all the flawless imperfections he tries to hide. A light shade of pink dusted his cheeks.
“May I?”
All it took was a small nod from you for him to capture your lips in a kiss. A slow passionate kiss. Time slowed down. You felt the blood rush up to your head, your heart pounding against your chest.
His lips was soft, you noted, and slightly tasted like chocolate— could it be from the chapstick you gifted him before? It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered. It was only you and him and that was enough. You closed your eyes and deepened the kiss, lacing your arms around his neck.
It was electrifying— your back arching against the counter and him pressed on top of you.
It felt so wrong yet so right at the same time.
He was the first to break the kiss. You already missed the taste of his lips against yours.
“It’ll be okay, I’ll be back. I promise,” he murmured.
In the kitchen, just two to-be graduates, confessing their unspoken feelings not through words, but with their action. Feelings that amassed over the years, finally spilled.
“You promise?”
It was on that faithful night that your relationship with him blossomed into something more intimate.
“I promise.”
It was also on that faithful night that he left.
He’d disappeared, no words— he left nothing.
Not a single trace.
You had foreseen this coming, yet you didn’t realize how much it hurts to have him gone. More often than not, you found yourself unconsciously making an extra bento box for him. More often than not, will you take out everything he had ever given you and stare at it for the hours to come.
The painful pang in your heart was a constant reminder that he’s gone.
He’s gone.
Perhaps his disappearance was what encouraged you to major in criminology and criminal justice after you graduated. It was your fuel of both determination and delusions.
Years passed by in a flash, and before you could even process everything that had happened, you found yourself with a position as a detective in Tenryo Detective Firm.
Yet even after all those years, you haven’t seen or heard from Scaramouche. The last time the two of you had ever interacted was when nearly four years ago, when he had promised you that he’ll be back. And even despite the fact that you’ve been waiting for his presence for year on end, your feelings for him never wavered. You still firmly held onto the promise he had made you, after all Scaramouche is a man that never goes back on his words.
Even if you had to keep waiting. But that’s okay— you’re patient.
“Hey hero, got anything?” Heizou asked, poking his head into your office.
You groaned— both at the stupid nickname and the frustration building up. “Heizou stop with that ugly name, and no, haven’t gotten anything yet. I swear, I’m going to bash my head into the wall.”
“Ahah, I don’t think Sara would like that our hero tries to kill herself. Besides, I’ve got good news. You just got a small tip about the case you’re working on.”
You immediately sat upright in your chair. “What?! When? How come I was just informed of this?”
“The tip just came in, come on, Sara’s telling you to check it out it,” Heizou said, disappearing as he turned away.
You got up from your chair and flung your jacket over your shoulder. “Hold on wait for me! Heizou!”
Hero.
That nickname always brought up unpleasant memories.
Hero.
Solving cases, catching criminals, helping people. It’s what you’ve been doing ever since you graduated, long before the Tenryo Detective Firm took you in.
Could you even be considered a hero?
Gaining a position in this type of job was what allowed you to figure who the real arsonist was behind that attack. But even after the truth had come to light, it was by far, still too late. The damage had already been done, the paint cannot be washed away.
A light breeze from your office window blew at your orderly pile of documents, a couple pages fluttering to the side just as the door closed behind you with a loud slam, your voice screaming for Heizou quickly fading away.
It was silent in your office.
Two sparrows flew to perch on your windowsill, their loud chirps indefinitely breaking the silence. They weren’t staying for long before they flew off— perhaps something had spooked them.
A figure emerged out from the shadows. They scanned their surroundings around for any onlookers, and when they’d made sure that was nobody, they slowly approached your window. With quick and precise movements, they unlatched the window screen lock and slipped in unnoticed.
“I’m in, what now?”
“Get all the documents regarding him.”
“On it.”
They moved with ease, gliding around as they searched through shelves, drawers, anywhere for the required documents. A locked drawer in the corner of your office caught their eyes, and it wasn’t long before the lock was popped off— revealing the stack of documents you’d classified as “IMPORTANT.”
A quick sift through the papers confirmed his needs. “Think I may have found it.”
“Good, did you gather information regarding her too?”
“Hold on, let me check… yeah I think I’ve got that too.”
“Okay, now get out of there. She’s coming back.”
“One moment…”
They carefully stored the documents into their bag and began fiddling with the lock before latching it back onto the drawer. To avoid arousing any suspicion, they had also arranged the room to the way it was exactly how it was before. Books were pushed back into the shelves, the documents on your desk were neatly stacked, thick folders filled with random case documents were inserted back into their original drawers.
Your voice traveling down alerted them. Giving the office one last look, they opened the window and hastily jumped out.
A tiny pin with their insignia fell onto the floor with a quiet clink.
The window dropped shut just as you pushed open the door with Heizou trailing right behind you.
“What kind of tip was that?” you exclaimed. “That was a utter waste of time.”
Heizou shook his head and sighed. “Twisted sense of humor, hate them.”
You plopped down on your chair and spun around. “Riddle this, riddle that. Now I have to stay up to decipher that stupid code. If it’s some dumb message like, ‘I like ice-cream,’ I’m gonna strangle someone.”
“I’ll just leave it on your desk,” Heizou hummed. “I have another case I need to catch. Heard they’ve got a new lead.”
“Finally a new lead for you,” you rolled your eyes. “It’s been weeks.”
“I better come back with a closed case.”
“Come back?” you echoed. “Are you going somewhere?”
“Yeah, they found the new lead in the city of Watasumi, so they’re asking me to travel there to further investigate it,” he replied. “I’m going to pack my bags, see you next week!”
“Have fun! Don’t die.”
“I’ll try not to,” Heizou grinned. “Bye.”
“Bye.”
You reached for the small slip of paper Heizou had left on the corner of your desk. Scribbled on it was a string of random code. By no means was this discovery unfamiliar to you. Throughout your career, you’ve dealt with far too many undeciphered codes. And you’ve managed to break through it each time.
This looks easy.
You turned on your monitor and set to work immediately.
When the sun had dipped far below the horizon, when the glow of the moonlight shone into your office— you were still clacking away on your computer, muttering nonsense to yourself as you racked your brain trying to break the code.
The clocked ticked on.
“If delta means this… then hexa should be this… oh shit that’s what it means? Wouldn’t that also change the way hexa is translated? Oh my god… do I really need that again?… fuck I do.”
Groaning loudly, you pushed your chair over to where your locked cabinet is. Your keys clinked against each other as you pushed a small silver key into the lock hole— where all your important files were supposed to be stored.
All the files regarding the disappearance of Scaramouche— and all the documents you’ve written about the various code you’ve solved.
Gone.
Where the fuck did it go?
You stood up, panic prickling at you.
“I didn’t misplaced it right?” you muttered to yourself.
So you searched. Every shelf, every corner, every nook and cranny. You took out folders packed full of other documents and sorted through each one individually, yet even after all the endeavor put into it, you just couldn’t find it.
Dawn was quickly approaching.
You sat back down on your chair— sinking into the plush and took in slow deep breaths in an effort to calm your erratic heartbeat.
Maybe a co-worker took it. But they couldn’t had the keys to it…
You blanked out, lost in your thoughts. A sudden minor detail caught your eyes. You frowned.
When did I close the window?
You got up from your chair, only then a sudden flash of red on your monitor screen recaptured your attention. You sat back down and turned to face the screen, but it seemingly returned back to normal… no, something was wrong.
Your contents had changed, for a canvas of white had replaced the endless amount of tabs you’d opened beforehand. Slowly, words began to format, each letter slowly appearing.
The first rays of the morning sun peeked through your window, consuming the shadows of your office. It was quiet, the only source of sound being your quickened breathing.
Your stomach dropped. You stared at the screen, the cold grasp of fear slowly worming its way into your heart.
It’s over, the eyes watches— it knows.
The clock stopped ticking. The slip of paper on your desk, long forgotten.
Tumblr media
series m.list || next
synopsis— [✩]
— you, the hero, disappears overnight, and the only person who looks is the villain. Not your friends, not your family, not the news reporter or any of the people who claimed to love you. Just him, Scaramouche, the very same person who claimed to hate you.
notes— [✩]
— this chapter was meant to be a quick run through from the beginning of you and Scara’s relationship to the “end.” hopefully this hero x villain dynamic makes sense lol 🙏 (the ending kinda sucked ngl)
taglist— [✩`·CLOSED]
@akairaindrops @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 @elernity @shayewrites @angel-suicides @magica-ren @kyouzki @nana-bri @avxntxrine @bleedingwhiteroses222 @rainingduringsummer @darthvada @dan9a-00 @omgblade-starrail @kichiyoshi @inufinuf @vvyeislazzy
Tumblr media
266 notes · View notes