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Blizzard winds + hat = crash out

Wanderer/Scaramouche x Reader

Summary —☆ You had an errand to run in Mondstadt, and dragged your favorite flier with you!

Contains —★ vulgar words, playful teasing

.・。.・゜✭・WRITTEN BY: vxxxvnii (email me for more direct contact!: vxnaly@gmail.com) 

A/N: wrote the DHIL one on the same day. Celestia helped me. (vulgarity used because I strongly believe that Wanderer would still have a potty mouth) this took 3 days [total] because I was procrastinating

What happened to all of those sunny warm days?! You could take a walk and you'd be fine, save for a few bug bites every once and a while and sneezing from pollen, but it was tolerable! Not this.. What..WINTER BLIZZARD. Winter really does come quickly. The temperature changes are too abrupt, and the weather just goes batshit crazy. At least that's how (Reader) feels.

Wanderer? He doesn't feel anything. Only the snow crunching and pivoting beneath his feet, but he ultimately feels nothing but annoyance at (Reader)’s complaining.

“It’s so cold!!!” (Reader) would whine, clutching onto their cloak that is wrapped around their shoulders. The two had just left Mondstadt for a quick visit.

Why was Wanderer with them? Because (Reader) kept bothering him to fly them there so they wouldn't have to walk. And he only agreed because he had no choice, or else they wouldn't shut up.

“Well whose fault is that?” Wanderer grumped as he held onto the front of his hat with one hand, but was also holding (Reader)’s. Only because he doesn't want to find them if they get lost. Only because of that. “Certainly not mine. This was your dumb idea to go out into a fucking blizzard that we could see from miles away.” He spat. “Your reasons being: ‘Well a blizzard shouldn't be this bad this early in the season!! Only a few snowflakes here and there’..” He mocks their voices, feet walking across the snow as he dragged them to keep up. “But no! A blizzard is more than ‘a few snowflakes’ dumbass.”

Throughout all of those personal attacks, (Reader) could only scoff as they braced all of the cold air brutally assaulting their face. “HEY! That was me being optimistic!!” They scowled, their grp on Wanderer’s hand tightening as they trek through some more snow.

The path that they were on was barely visible. The snow fluttering all around them was like a blinding swarm of ice cubes. It hits your face and you get a free exfoliation.

“Yeah? Well optimism only gets you so far.” Wanderer snarks as he also tightens his grip on the edge of his hat. The tassels fly around in the ice cold wind like two pig-tails.

(Reader) sneezes, to which Wanderer cringes and turns back. His face was disgusted at first, but shifted when he remembered (Reader) is just being sensitive to the cold. However, (Reader) just gives him a look and sticks out their tongue.

“Keep giving me that look and something will happen. I already told you that I was being optimistic and I’m sorry-!” (Reader) frowned, stumbling over a heap of snow that was kicked up by accident.

Wanderer scoffs at the supposed threat, and was about to say something until a huge gust of wind blew their way. It was enough to make even him struggle to anchor himself. (Reader) of course obviously was about to blow away, but was barely saved when Wanderer had tightened his grip on their smaller hand.

“Shit--!” Wanderer grunted as the aftermath of the wind lifted the back of his hat and made it blow far away. All that was visible was a blur of blue, teal, and two flying tassels disappearing into the wind.

The two stop walking on the path, as Wanderer stands there literally winded and stunned. Then makes a deep and heavy sigh. “..Hahh…. There goes my fucking hat.” He rumbled.

(Reader) shivered and unconsciously moved their body to go up against Wanderer’s for some kind of comfort and shield from the wind. They looked at Wanderer and snorted. “Ha! I told you something would happen, you mean ass!” They laughed. Then sneezed again, making Wanderer recoil in disgust once more.

With a short gruff, Wanderer tugged (Reader) along the white-covered path and snow-capped mountains. Following the direction where his hat flew, his pace was hurried yet careful. He didn't want to say it out loud, but he really did care for (Reader)’s safety. Or at least the bare minimum. Silence descends on the two again. Nothing but the icy winds were blowing throughout any openings in their clothes. (Reader) shivers, Wanderer is still and calm.

It was only until a couple dozen meters that Wanderer spotted a blue mound in the snow. “Oh fucking finally--” He exasperates in mild relief, then practically yanked (Reader) to walk faster.

(Reader)’s feet were really cold. And with this constant running more snow was being kicked up onto their clothes and shoes. “Slow down! I’m tired of walking so fast!” They scowled, but were promptly ignored.

As the two approached the little blue blur, Wanderer plopped down and dug his hands in the snow to push and brush the snow away. (Reader) just stands there, pulling and tugging their coat to stay on their body. They saw the mysterious snow mound and were just staring at it. Something was off, but they couldn't put their finger on it. Was it the weird glow from the snow bank? A weird little snowflake effect around it? Well, the mound was kind of too round to be a hat shape but whatever.

Wanderer continued to dig in the now, he had a smug smirk on his face as snow flew all around him. “Hah! Beat this shit (Reader)! Bad luck didn't last very long!!” He cackled and laughed, reaching the source of the blue blur that was once covered in snow. “Hah…C'mere you fucker..” He sneered as he grasped the blue ball, pulling it out from the snow.

His smirk was there for the next 5 seconds until he frowned. In his hands was a blue thing sure, but it was squishy and round and really cold. Definitely not shaped like a hat. It had a face. A cute face at that. And it stared at Wanderer blankly.

And he stared at it back blankly. Then went back to his classic disgusted expression as he realized his false hope for finding his dear hat was only to dig up a stupid little Cryo slime.

A little staring contest happens. Until Wanderer gets tired of looking at his failure, throwing the slime up with a sudden gush of Anemo, sending the poor Cryo blob into the air and out of sight. The cold air also acts a little… Escalator? The ones in airports to move faster? Or maybe as a little current in the air, and really all you could see was a blob of something going up and away..

With a heavy sigh, Wanderer gets up and turns around to face (Reader), a look of unhappiness clear and visible. (Reader) on the other hand watched the interaction, suddenly not feeling cold and stood there amidst the snow. And laughed loudly at him, but to his dismay.

“Shut the hell up.” Wanderer snapped as snowflakes fell on his hair. Looks like dandruff honestly.

(Reader) obviously didn't want to. “HAHAA!! What an idiot! I knew something was off. IT shouldn't have been that easy..” They hummed and eased up on their joy when Wanderer made that little ball of Anemo in the palm of his hand. “...Yea okay.” (Reader) deadpans.

Wanderer kept his unamused look and turned back around, holding his hand out behind him for (Reader) to take. “..C'mon… Let's just hurry up, get my hat and get the fuck outta here.” He grumbled, then resumed the hike as he feels (Reader)’s cold hand meet in his.

And so the journey of finding Wanderer’s hat continues. You are probably wondering as I break the 4th wall, ‘Why can't Wanderer just fly?’ Well, it's probably because the damn snow hinders visibility, and Wanderer has some unsaid consideration for (Reader). A cute detail, but he probably would fly in a blizzard with (Reader) if there's snow everywhere, cautious of their health and noting the conditions. Adorable.

The journey continued yes, but progress was nada. And that is showing as Wanderer starts tweaking out, his eye twitching and pace increasing in urgency and the whole shebang. (Reader) was just witnessing the spectacle, isn't sure whether or not to laugh or feel worried about Wanderer’s sanity. So instead they just tugged at him lightly as they started plowing through the snow.

“Hey! Calm down already!” (Reader) urged as they began to trip over their feet from having to make small leaps over piles of snow. “...You’ll find it soon. So just relax..” They mumbled, now being somewhat serious.

Wanderer being Wanderer, he just gruffed and shook his head. “This is all your fault- If you didn't make us pass through Dragonspine instead of walking AROUND it, then we would be in this shitty predicament!” He barked at (Reader) roughly.

After he says that, a little roll of snow blocked their path, but blinded with well, snow flying, Wanderer tripped and fell on his face. So Wanderer faceplants into the snowbank, (Reader) following suit by also tripping and landing on their knees. They get up first and dust off the cold shivers. Wanderer however, remained in the snow, and (Reader) had to poke their foot into his side for him to just sigh heavily.

“..Quit that.” Wanderer says, voice muffled in the snow as he moves his hands to cover himself in the snow.

Rolling their eyes, (Reader) is about to say something, but stops as a fluttering object in the sky floats down and lands squarely on Wanderer’s head. They blinked and snickered. “..Found your hat..”

To that, Wanderer seems to stop his burial and physically pauses. And he just makes another long groan into the snow as all of his previous attempts and long walks on finding his dear lost hat were in vain.

That stupid hat of his.

The sole cause of Wanderer freaking the fuck out. Ridiculous.

After 2 minutes of life re-evaluation, Wanderer creaked his joints back up, taking (Reader)’s hand without saying anything else and head tipped downwards. It was a silent walk out of Dragonspine, and at this point (Reader) had frostbite in multiple places. It hurt, but at least (Reader) had some kind of enjoyment out of this long journey.

But one thing was for sure, once they were out and warmed up out of the winter climate, Wanderer scooped (Reader) up in his arm and flew the heck out of Mondstadt. Of course he held onto them tightly. Ironic how he was freaking out about his aht, but it literally disappears once he’s in flight.

But whatever.

From now on, he probably won't agree to go do errands with you anymore.

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Reader is actively bothering dan heng and at some point starts scratching him under his chin and he purrs

And then they kinda,, settle down and he falls asleep on their lap. I need purring dan heng please

Dragon turned cat

Summary —☆ giving grumpy Dan Heng chin scratches to bother him!

Contains —★ fluff, Imbibitor Lunae Dan Heng, mischievous reader, pre established relationship

Dragon turned cat. Except he sleeps like one.

Honestly.. After getting back after that big fight with ‘Phantylia’ on the ‘Xianzhou Luofu’, no doubt everyone is drained. So trudging back to their room, (Reader) makes an exhausted trek over to the car door. Himeko is going back to creating her 5th coffee, and Welt is just going to take a much needed break. March 7th is going to do some mild stress-shopping online. No worries.

But Dan Heng? Well, is it ‘Imbibitor Lunae’ now? Even just asking themselves that question makes (Reader) more tired. Though, they do feel pity for the Express’ cloud-piercer-turned-Vidyadhara. He really had gotten a lot of pressure from that and (Reader) couldn't imagine how he felt. So for now, they just wanted to go to their room and take the fattest nap they could, leaving Dan Heng to relax and rejuvenate himself.

Arriving and flopping on their bed, (Reader) turns and lays on their back to stare at the ceiling. You'd think that they would be passing out right away, but they aren't.

“..Damn..” (Reader) gruffed to themselves, body feeling achy, yet mind awake. “..Dan Heng…”

Pause.

“..Really did look even more attractive with horns and a tail.” (Reader) has come to that embarrassing conclusion purely on intrusive thoughts and thinking out loud. Which they quickly realized and groaned into their hands. “..Oh cmon (Reader).. He could be insanely hurt and all you could think about is how attractive he is…”

Internally berating themselves, (Reader) should be leaving poor Dan Heng alone. And yet here they are, gushing and tweaking out over the pure adrenaline of seeing a new side of the normally stoic and quiet member of the Express. To ease their now rioting mind, (Reader) closes their eyes in an attempt to sleep. But of course, that does not help. And instead, pictures and moments from the fight with ‘Phantylia’ kept playing over and over again. Fortunately, it wasn't all just frames of Dan Heng in his dragon form, but from how admirable he is for continuing to fight even though he could easily be exerting himself.

And that's one of the things that made (Reader) feel so fond of Dan Heng; For his constant determination and passion to protect everybody is just admirable, even if he gets hurt in the process.

..Which is why (Reader) suddenly feels the need to check-up on Dan Heng and make sure he’s okay.

Filled with an abrupt injection of energy, (Reader) springs out of bed and makes a quick trot down to Dan Heng’s room, filled with good intentions.

And yet they pause in front of his door, about to knock. They stop because… What if Dan Heng wanted to be alone? To think about all of the sins that he had to inherit from the previous ‘Imbibitor Lunae’? All of a sudden, (Reader)’s head gets heavy with guilt for lack of consideration on that part.

But to make themselves feel better, instead of making this an energetic pick-me-up for Dan Heng, (Reader) decides to just gently ask if Dan Heng needed anything. And so they knock.

Knock.

There was silence on the other side, but a small, tired ‘Come in’ was heard. (Reader), being ecstatic that Dan Heng seemed willing enough to let them in, quietly opened the door and peeked their head inside.

“Dan… Heng?” (Reader) starts off with a mellow voice. “You doing…” Their eyes glaze over Dan Heng, who is still in his Vidyadhara form for a few seconds. Those beautiful turquoise horns on the dark shade of his hair.. And that long mystical tail that curled around his body as he sat on the floor was just adorable and serene.

Shaking their head, (Reader) clears their throat softly. “..Al..right?” They finally finished as Dan Heng turned his head around.

And so, that's where his fatigue is clear. His face was a little gloomier than his normal gloomy, visible clues on him being very exhausted. Those greenish-blueish eyes were also glazed with overwhelming swirls. Stressed out this poor man. Truly.

Blinking and sighing, Dan Heng looked down at his crossed legs. “..I’m.. fine. Thank you for asking (Reader).” He responds, but just has that kind of vibe that he is clearly trying to make himself feel better and not have (Reader) worry about him.

Sensing absolute BS, (Reader) tilted their head as they ended up walking inside and closing his door behind them. “You sure? Cause it looks like you could drink some of Himeko’s coffee..” They joked, but quickly regretted it as it didn't seem like the right time to say that.

In response to that, Dan Heng only ‘Hmm'd' and didn't comment on (Reader) entering his room without explicit permission, which (Reader) subconsciously thanked.

The silence being so damn loud, (Reader) tries to then find some things to say or do that would lift Dan Heng’s spirits.

“..So…” (Reader) says a bit awkwardly. “..Do you need anything?”

“No thank you. Not at the moment.” Dan Heng responds with a firm tone that quickly falters to being a lazy and muttered response at the end.

“..Ah.” (Reader) nodded slowly.

At this point, they're just mentalling kicking themselves at how poorly planned out this little thing is becoming. Or well, didn't become since it’s been a literal wreck since (Reader) put their idea in motion.

“..I was just going to go back to meditating; Thinking about all of my newly shouldered responsibilities and stuff..” Dan Hend uttered as he sighed, staring back down on the floor.

Clearly he has been meditating for a long time, not physically sleeping or resting his sore body. (Reader) could very well see that.

“Okay well.. Couldn't you take a break from meditating for a little?” They suggest. “Maybe even catch some needed sleep..” (Reader) adds. But stop at that because it just sounds like they're bossing Dan Heng around.

However, the dragon didn't think so and looked up at (Reader) from the ground. “..MAybe you're right… But still. I have a lot on my mind and can't seem to relax.” He admits.

(Reader)’s heart pangs from feeling the heartfelt vulnerability coming from Dan Heng, as he really does try to handle things the best he could. So walk over and sit next to Dan Heng, also crossing their legs in that same kind of meditating position.

“Well, since you're tired and wanted to read, why don't I read whatever you need to you?” (Reader) offers with pure intentions.

Dan Heng’s face brightened up at the kind offer. “..How nice of you (Reader)..” He nodded appreciatively. Then shifted around and leaned back towards his small collection of books.

Tail moving out of his way, Dan Heng grabs a book about further research on ‘Synthesis’ or something. Handing (Reader) the book, Dan Heng leaned and relaxed on the floor, still in a restrictive ball.

(Reader) holds the book and shifts over to Dan Heng, but not too close. “A book on ‘Synthesis’..” They murmured in some amusement, then just opened up to a random page. “..Uhhh… ‘Omni-Synthesizer’ is used to create…”

And so for the next 10 minutes, (Reader) and Dan Heng both chill on the floor. (Reader) is much more energetic than the dragon, as the latter was just sitting there, listening along in silence as the tip of his tail flicked occasionally. But of course, things were getting repetitive, that was clear when (Reader) started to read with less energy. Even Dan Heng was nodding off to all of the ‘super intellectual information’ on the Omni-Synthesizer. Taking this as the cue to stop, (Reader) closes the book softly and sets it aside.

Sighing, (Reader) scoots up against the wall and rested their heavy on the shelf behind them. “Hah.. Sorry Dan Heng. But If I have to read ‘Omni-Synthesizer’ again I might knock myself out.” They apologized, looking at the horns on Dan Heng’s head first then at his tired face.

Dan Heng on the other hand, also followed in (Reader)’s lead, moving up and leaned against the shelf. “..It’s alright.”

“..So.. Do you feel more relaxed or..” (Reader) asks quietly, a yawn suddenly comes over them, so they just yawn into their hand. “..Cause I’m feeling tired again..”

At the question, Dan Heng’s tail sways back and forth on his floor, making no sound. “..I do feel.. Better, actually. Maybe I can actually sleep.” He sighs, feeling a little relieved and grateful for (Reader)’s help.

Smiling, (Reader) nodded and thought for a few seconds. They had an idea. A stupidly personal idea. But an idea. “..Yeah? Well uh,” They patted their lap with uncertainty. “...Maybe… A… HEAD MASSAGE would get you to fully relax??? You said before that you had a lot on your mind so why don't I smooth out those overwhelming feelings and thoughts?” (Reader) babbled.

Dan Heng stared blankly at the suggestion. Then sighed. “...Would that even work…?” He asks skeptically.

“..I don't know.” (Reader) admits sheepishly.

“Then it would be best to not try it. It might make my head hurt more.” Dan Heng said. Then looked away. He takes a deep sigh, seeming to calm his breathing.

Feeling a little embarrassed, (Reader) also looks away and at the lamp near his bed. “..Maybe you can't sleep because the light is on.” They say, reaching over then turned the lamp off.

Click.

The lights are off, and Dan Heng’s room suddenly turns dim. The only light source is coming from the radiating light from the nearby technology in the room.

Dan Heng makes no comments. And instead just sat there in silent brooding.

Silence again.

(Reader) thinks again and looks at Dan Heng once again in a side-glance. “..So.. How does having horns and a long tail feel?” They ask quietly.

Dan Heng looked over and looked away again. “It feels the same. I find myself not being able to feel them after a while.”

“Ah..” (Reader) slowly nods.

Awkward silence again.

“...So.. Were you always part of the Vidyadhara? Or did you just reconnect with…” (Reader) makes a confused hand gesture. Then dropped them, waving a hand. “..Nevermind.” They muttered at their dumb question.

However, Dan Heng paid no mind to it, and kept focusing on clearing his head. At this point, a few minutes pass with the heavy silence. And maybe from too many awkward moments, (Reader) starts dozing off. Or well, their head is going up and down repeatedly. Glancing over once again, Dan Heng looked up and down (Reader) and made a few shifts over. Their knees make contact and (Reader) jolted up and awake, only to be met with sudden weight on their lap; A pair of light blue eyes meet up and gaze at their own from below, and blinked tiredly, only to look off to the side.

(Reader) doesn't say anything at first, and just sits there stunned. And only did their attention hone in as one of Dan Heng’s horn things ghosted against their shirt. They stare and stare, Dan Heng stares and stares off to the side in return. Kind of an awkward action, but (Reader) makes do with it and slowly brings a hand to pat the top of Dan Heng’s head,

His hair is soft. It was visually longer, and more… Luscious?? Voluminous? Whatever it is, it’s satisfying to the touch, quickly making (Reader) addicted to petting it as weird as it sounds. Dan Heng just closed his eyes at the sensation, and does not reject or fuss about it. So (Reader) continued for a few more strokes and moved down to Dan Heng’s face.

Testing the waters, (Reader) makes a few pokes at his cheeks. Dan Heng makes a surprised grunt at first, but does not react any further.

So. Progress..? (Reader) stops poking and moves down to his chin, cupping the soft V-shape with their fingers, thumb rubbing up against his cheek. Dan Heng’s eyes remained closed, but slightly tensed at the newfound touch, but he ultimately leaned into (Reader)’s hand and made a shallow, relaxing sigh. But that ‘sigh’ comes out as some kind of… Purring noise.? Or the small, cute and soft ones that a cat would make.

(Reader) freezes, then resumes again. Who knew dragons could make such noises. Every few strokes and rubs on his cheeks produced similar meowlings, and caused some reaction in his tail - which swayed back and forth in a gradual pace, much like a feline.

Not sure how much time passed, (Reader) figured that this would be a good time to have Dan Heng take a nap and rest his body finally. Only to look down and find the Vidyadhara-being already dozing away, still leaning into their warm, soft touch with his smooth skin. (Reader) smiled to themselves, happy that they could finally have Dan Heng rest and get the sleep he deserved.

Dan Heng made another faint purring noise as he slept, and (Reader) had to hold back snickering.

Ironic how a majestic Vidyadhara could make such adorable noises while being comforted and sleeping soundly.

.・。.・゜✭・WRITTEN BY: vxxxvnii (email me for more direct contact: vxnaly@gmail.com)

A/N: Please enjoy :3 Lmk if you guys like me or NOVA better /j SUPER LONG IM SORRY!!!! I was having a brain fart writing this

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★~°•Gift wrapping•°~★

Dan Heng x Reader

Summary —☆ While Dan Heng is trying to read, you have a few different ideas and convince him to indulge in a few festive activities.

Contains —★ Fluff, pre established relationship, Present wrapping, !Scissors!

Wrapped up and taped up

It was just a normal time on the Express. Just on the path back to the station for some visits and monthly check-ups. Asta says so. She insisted. But maybe it was also because of the upcoming holiday season, where things would just be SUPER unfortunate if the engine somehow failed while having a festive dinner, or opening gifts and the lights give out. Speaking of presents, there is a huge pile of unknown boxes that everybody on the Express had collectively labeled as “Gifts-that-are-not-wrapped-yet-but-don't-open-them”. So the only sane thing a person would do is take that eyesore and do something about it.

Which would be the first thing (Reader) thinks about as they get out from their newly decorated room. At last, they don't have to sleep on the couch in the lobby, or stare at their once ‘storage closet’ of a room. Walking down to the main cart only to stare at the humongous pile of boxes, they immediately turn back around. It’s understandable really, like who would want to feel daunted by an intimidatingly large amount of boxes, just waiting in agony to be wrapped??

“..There's no way I’m wrapping gifts by myself--” (Reader) grumbled to themselves, their shoes thudding on the floor as they walked around, consciously thinking about who’s free to wrap presents.

Maybe presents aren't a huge deal to others. But it is to (Reader). Or at least to the bare minimum where the crisp and clean wrapping paper would cover up the dirty, brown cardboard boxes.

Unfortunately, as (Reader) was walking and walking for what seemed like eons, they came to the conclusion that no one is free. Himeko is currently making plans with Welt on their next destination, March is out busy cleaning the Cafe-Cart because she thought it was a great idea to shoot a star shaped ice-cube thing into a grinder to make shaved ice (it didn't work clearly), and Dan Heng is in his room reading over the damn dictionaries, books, and whatever he does in his quiet freetime.

However, a thought occurs. Why not just…. Ask Dan Heng to take a break from reading? He usually talks about health or something like that right? So why not use this as a way to 1. Get some help with presents and 2. Spend some time with him?

Feeling a rush of inspiration and determination, (Reader) makes a turn and dashed down to where Dan Heng’s room would be. In just a few minutes, (Reader) stops short in front of his door, raising a hand to knock; But stops.

“...What do I even convince him with?” (Reader) deadpans and just stared at Dan Heng’s door in a blank trance. “...” They end up just knocking anyway.

Knock Knock

There was silence of course from the other side for a few seconds before some shifting noises occurred and some feet moving across the floor. A few clicks and the door opens, showing a mildly surprised and perhaps slightly bothered Dan Heng.

“Yes? What do you need (Reader)?” Dan Heng asks as usual… What, monotone voice? Seems like he was pretty deep in reading; Look behind him, there are some piles of books on the floor next to his mattress.

Staring behind Dan Heng then back up at him, (Reader) just coughed and cleared their throat. “Well, since you've been reading for the past…” They look at their phone for a quick second. “…3… hours. uhm, I was just wondering if you'd want to wrap the gifts with me?” (Reader) asks with some kind of nervousness they weren't prepared for. Why so nervous?

Dan Heng just stared at some kind of thought. Or maybe he was thinking about whether or not to sacrifice his sweet reading time to stick some paper and tape on boxes. “I don't know (Reader), I’m in the middle of revising some notes I made in the archives and--”

“YES!” (Reader) interrupts suddenly, making Dan Heng blink back in surprise. “You could revise notes AFTER you wrap some gifts!” They tried. They did.

And Dan Heng could tell as his face shifted around in an indescribable expression. “...”

Silence

With a sigh, Dan Heng shifted and leaned on his door frame at an angle. “I guess you're right.” He nodded. “Maybe taking a break would be okay.”

With that somewhat easy confirmation, (Reader)’s face brightened up immediately, standing up more straight because becoming happy all of a sudden solved their scoliosis. “Wait really?!” They ask, only for the latter to nod simply with a straight face. Though Dan Heng did look a bit happier seeing (Reader) ecstatic about something trivial like gift wrapping.

Quick to take Dan Heng’s hand, (Reader) drags him out of his room, Dan Heng closing the door behind him as he is dragged, the two then trot down to the lobby-car to tackle the gifts. Only a few minutes later (Reader)’s shoes skid on the floor, Dan Heng possibly getting whiplash but he shows no hint.

“Alright,” (Reader) let's go of Dan Heng’s hand, or WANTED to. “Let’s take our own gifts that we’re going to wrap and do it together!”

Dan Heng made a small grunt of affirmation, then looked down at his hand. “Yeah sure, but do you suppose we wrap our gifts with one hand?”

“What do you mean?” (Reader) looked over. Dan Heng clenched the hand that (Reader) was holding, making them glance down then yank their own hand away from each other’s grasp. “..My bad.”

Sighing to show that he understands, Dan Heng then walked over to the towering pile of gifts and picked some out. The gift sizes he takes vary in size, from small and big boxes to medium sizes and even some bags.

“..Geez… You really went all out for everyone huh Dan Heng..?” (Reader) mumbled in some awe, picking out their own gifts that they bought. They were all moderate in size and were just in boxes.

He doesn't answer as he seems to be in concentration, balancing all of the presents that are yet to be wrapped and sets them on the table. He glanced at (Reader) then back at his own gift pile. “Do you remember where all of the gift wrapping supplies are?”

(Reader) hobbles over and sets their own gifts on a nearby table and hums in thought, staring up at the ceiling. “Oh uh, I actually dont …” They admit as their eyes start wandering around the lobby-car aimlessly, Dan Heng following suit.

The two looked in cabinets and drawers and on shelves. They knew that Himeko had mentioned “something-something-wrapping-paper-right-here” or whatever. But Dan Heng at the time was zoned out and (Reader) was busy thinking about the 5k credits they found in the trashcan near the stairs. Until of course, some bright red, white and gold wrapping paper was poking out from a top shelf.

“I found it!” (Reader) exclaims after what seemed like forever of searching. Truly a miracle that Dan Heng didn't just give up and go back to finishing his note-taking. Climbing on a chair, not waiting for their present-wrapping buddy to arrive for support, (Reader) goes on their tippy toes in an attempt to reach the necessary material. “ARHGHGRGHR!!” (Reader) groaned loudly, not being tall enough at all to reach it. Granted, the chair they were standing on wasn't the tallest. Probably a seat for Peppy.

Hearing a loud groan, Dan Heng stops his search in the cabinets and walks over, staring up at (Reader)’s short dilemna. Sighing, Dan Heng pokes a finger on (Reader)’s leg. “You can get on my shoulders if you want. You can reach higher with me instead of a chair.” He suggests.

Flinching, (Reader) looked down and stared at Dan Heng, feeling internally embarrassed about having to go on his shoulders, but couldn't really pass up such a rare offer either. So tentatively, (Reader) stops going on their tippy-toes and adjusts in preparation to get atop of Dan Hengs shoulders, which are now slightly leaned down for easier access. Carefully swinging a leg over Dan Heng, (Reader) goes on his shoulders at a slow pace. Dan Heng is immovable, and stood still as to not have (Reader) fall or anything. Once they were on him, Dan Heng stands up straight, making (Reader) make an unsteady ‘Woah!’ at the sudden ascension, but is now just tall enough to reach up at the corner of the rolls of shiny wrapping paper.

“Could you walk a little closer to the shelf?” (Reader) asks Dan Heng. “I can almost reach it.

In response to that, Dan Heng moved a little closer, hands on (Reader)’s ankles for support. “This close enough?”

“....Yeah,” (Reader) replied, reaching yet having trouble to get a good grasp on it. “Good enough.”

Leaning forward, (Reader) reaches and reaches, fingers just barely grabbing onto the damn paper-rolls. At last after what seemed to be a million attempts, (Reader) grabs onto them. “YESSS!!” They exclaim, pulling so they can grasp onto it. But because of the sudden yank of paper and a small weight adjustment, Dan Heng wobbled and gasped, his grip tightening on (Reader)’s ankles.

And so they both go tumbling down, the holiday supplies flying off the shelves in a picture-esque motion. Dan Heng falls as (Reader) flies off his shoulders as well, but is recoiled as they both hit the ground. Truly, these two are always falling on each other. A roll of wrapping paper bonks (Reader)’s head, and the tape flew and made a personal attack on Dan Heng’s chest. Miraculously and fortunately, the scissors were already on the table and didn't move at all.

And also in some kind of twisted and unusual way, both (Reader) and Dan Heng… Couldn't move. Like at all. Even in this predicament, the one where (Reader) is sitting on the other on the floor, maybe they both pulled or dislocated something because Dan Heng made a small yet strained noise and (Reader) just stared openly on the floor.

They both make a groaning noise and just lay there; Sitting in silence.

I guess no presents are being wrapped today because an hour has probably passed, as Himeko and Welt come back to see this… Mess on the floor. In a nutshell, ask your family to help with holiday activities, don't try doing them on your own, and get yourself hurt.

A/N: NOVA was in the trenches and asked me to write for them <3 pls enjoy (let them know if you like my writing)

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☆•❄️SNOWED IN❄️•☆

Dr. Ratio x Reader

Summary —☆° While on a mission on belabog with your worst enemy, Dr. Ratio , a blizzard hit, and the power went out. Sadly, the two of you were stuck in your hotel room together.. and things were.. changing?

Contains —★° stoic ratio, name calling, enemys to lovers.

You groaned, pushing at the door handle again. Trying to push the door open to no avail. The last thing you wanted before chrismas was to be stuck in a room with Veritas.

You turned around, receiving a nasty look from the man in his silk pajamas still. You internally rolled your eyes before speaking.

"It's not working." You said, annoyance laced in your tone. Though you tried to mask it a bit. Sure, you didn't like his guts, but he was still your peer.

"Did you try turning the handle, or are you too dumb to do that by yourself too?" He said, walking past you and towards the door. Your cheeks burning in a mixture of embarrassment and frustration at his words.

"Of course I turned the handle, Im not stupid." You said, trying to defend yourself as he studied the handle. Trying his own hand at it.

"It's an electronic lock, without any power we're not getting out of here. So, get comfortable." He said before walking off towards his claimed bedroom.

As he closed the door, you scoffed. Mumbling under your breath. Before walking off towards the kitchen. You weren't sure what was in it since you had ordered food from the restaurant rather than cooked. But, it seems like you two might be here a while.

You opened the fridge, looking over everything in there. Eggs, milk, oranges, and apples. For a luxury hotel, it was pretty empty. You close the door again. You opened the cupboards. Seems like the last guest here left some stuff behind. Coco powder, marshmallow, and crackers. A thought popped into your head.

"Ratio, you alive in there?" You asked, knocking in the door. There was silence for a moment before he finally answered.

"Can I help you?" He said. Annoyance laced in his tone as he opened the door, looking down at you. Having changed into his silk pajamas.

You didn't say anything. Holding up the coco powder and marshmallows. He raised a eyebrow.

"Want to make hot chocolate?" You said. You figured he was probably thirsty by now. He thought about it for a moment before nodding.

"I guess so, but don't get any on my pajamas. These were expensive." He said, walking past you and towards the kitchen.

You followed shortly behind. Smiling as you two began the process of making the hot chocolate. Grabbing two cups from the cupboards.

"No, stupid. Not the glass ones— you can't use those. Grab mugs.." he said. Mentally facepalming. You rolled your eyes, putting the glass down and going back through the cupboards. Grabbing the mugs. Placing them down onto the marble counter tops.

He poured the milk inside. Carefully ripping the tops of the packets and putting the coco powder inside.

You smiled as you noticed a bit land onto the countertop, feeling a bit petty. "You missed a spot." You said, puffing out your chest in confidence.

He raised an eyebrow, letting out a small laugh. "Are you serious?" He said in disbelief. You hummed before grinning at him. Holding in a laugh as you saw his reaction.

"Never mind, Doctor." You said, turning back to the rotating rugs in the microwave until it started beeping, symbolizing it was done. He took them out before blowing the steam from the over top of the cup.

He watched from the corner of his eye as you gently sipped the liquid. His eyes move from your head. to your lips. Quickly shaking off the thought. Trying to ignore the fluttering in his stomach whenever you were around.

He put down his mug. Taking a small breath. You two had always been enemies, but.. it felt— different today. Maybe it was the weather making him feel off today.

First writing of the december season! : ) If you want to request any continuation of any short winter fics, feel free! But, most if not all of them won't be done until next month!

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DECEMBER 1 - DECEMBER 31TH

DAY 1 —★⛄️❄️°•

HONKAI STAR RAIL

Snowed in with character during a bad blizzard!—★

Dr. Ratio x reader

DAY 2—★🏂🏔°•

GENSHIN

Interrupting his reading to wrap presents together!★~

Dan heng x reader

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Eating yummy snow together >_< ☆~

Xiao x Reader

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★ DESPERATION ★

★Albedo x reader angst★

SUMMARY: Albedo feels lost and desperate as he tries to find a way to bring you back to him.

APOCALYPSE MASTERLIST—☆•

CONTAINS: Pre-established relationship, scientist Albedo, Infected + Live! Reader

Albedo watched as you struggled against the ropes that tied you down to the bed. Ever since you had gotten infected, you were different. Your skin was starting to rot away. You were aggressive towards him, and there was nothing he could do about it. He was trying his best— to find a cure. But, so far, all he could do was slow down the rotting. Albedo sighed before preparing a needle full of the medication

He had concocted before entering the room. Flicking the tip of ot before approaching you. You thrashed and growled at him, a wave of hunger washing over you. Albedo didn't hesitate. Knowing that the restraints would hold you back. Sticking the needle in your arm before pushing down the plunger. Going as quick as he could, as to not aggravate you any longer. He left the room, closing the door behind him. Leaning back agasint the door. His eyes closed as he let out a soft breath. It worried him, knowing you had limited time before you rotted away.

HEADCANONS

ALIVE READER —

Doesn't let you go outside without the proper safety gear.

Trying very hard to find a cure to help save Mondstadt from the infection

You have to force him to go to bed! : (

Tries to stay up to work more on the cure

Goes out with you to collect ingredients not only for the cure. But for dinner

It's hard to be romantic while in the middle of the apocalypse, so these little walks outside was the only time you two had together.

When you two weren't outside collecting stuff, you were taking care of all the ill people in Mondstadt.

Most people in Monstadt moved into dragonspine to escape the infection due to the zombies being unable to go into the freezing lands

Both of you were really busy, so your time together was short and simple.

But you both knew that you both loved eachother.

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APOCALYPSE

TW - blood, gore, weapons, etc.

If sensitive to things listed, try out my other fics!

GENSHIN

SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER—★

★— Guilded Lilies | Scaramouch x live! Reader oneshots

ALBEDO—★

★— Desperation | Albedo x infected + live! Reader oneshots! Angst

HONKAI STAR RAIL

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Repost🫡🫡

Hey, Huge fan of your work!

Could you write a Wanderer/Scaramouche x Reader apocalypse au? Where reader is the polar opposite of Scara and is happy and giddy? And Scara is overprotective of Reader?

Scara best boy

Gilded Lily

Scaramouche/Wanderer x GN Reader

SUMMARY: Together with your overprotective boyfriend during the aftermath of a post-apocalyptic world.

CONTAINS: Pre-established relationship, protective Scara, ?Pet names/name calling? [Idiot, stupid, ect]

When the apocalypse started, it was sudden

You were walking back from the Akademiya after a long day of studying

You were basically half asleep when you felt somebody grab your hand and start dragging you along

"Come on, [name]." Wanderer said, though it wasn't in his usual annoyed snarky tone. It sounded concerned.. maybe even scared?

"What's wrong, Where are we going?" You asked, unaware of the dangers wandering around the city right now. Unaware of the virus that was spreading person to person.

"No time, just trust me." He said, his hamd guiding yours towards the nearest exit to the city.

—☆`~—

He was by your side at all times after that.

Needed to bathe in the river? He was waiting for you on the grass.

Wanted to take a break from walking to eat? He was sitting next to you.

He was scared of losing you like he did with so many others.

"Are you almost done?" He asked, cleaning his pistol and trying to avoid looking at you as you bathed.

"Yeah, about to get out hold on." You said, squeezing the residual water out of your hair.

You stepped out of the water, slipping on your damp clothes. Scara was already by your side, kneeling down next to you and helping you slip on your shoes.

"You're taking too long, stupid.." he said, tying up your laces. Hands lingering on your skin a bit longer before pulling away. He would never admit it, but he loved quiet moments like these.. it was like there wasn't brain eating zombies out and about everywhere throughout the nation.

—☆`~—

Worried about you getting sick

Seriously, a simple cold is the equivalent to the plague without any proper medicine nowadays.

So whenever he rains, he tries his best to keep you as dry as possible. Even if he had to get wet himself.

"Are you sure you dont mind?" You ask, a bit worried about him. The hat on your head slightly slows you down. Wobbling a bit.

"Just keep walking, Stupid. Stop worrying about me." He mumbled. His hand pressed against your back, gentle to try and stabilize you a bit.

You hummed, your hands coming up to try and hold up the hat. The rain pattered on the ground, the winds harshly blowing as the both of you moved on. Weather was started to pick up.. you would probably have to stop soon if it kept up. For now, it was just the two of you. Relaying on each other to stay alive.

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Hey, Huge fan of your work!

Could you write a Wanderer/Scaramouche x Reader apocalypse au? Where reader is the polar opposite of Scara and is happy and giddy? And Scara is overprotective of Reader?

Scara best boy

Gilded Lily

Scaramouche/Wanderer x GN Reader

SUMMARY: Together with your overprotective boyfriend during the aftermath of a post-apocalyptic world.

APOCALYPSE MASTERLIST—☆•

CONTAINS: Pre-established relationship, protective Scara, ?Pet names/name calling? [Idiot, stupid, ect]

When the apocalypse started, it was sudden

You were walking back from the Akademiya after a long day of studying

You were basically half asleep when you felt somebody grab your hand and start dragging you along

"Come on, [name]." Wanderer said, though it wasn't in his usual annoyed snarky tone. It sounded concerned.. maybe even scared?

"What's wrong, Where are we going?" You asked, unaware of the dangers wandering around the city right now. Unaware of the virus that was spreading person to person.

"No time, just trust me." He said, his hamd guiding yours towards the nearest exit to the city.

—☆`~—

He was by your side at all times after that.

Needed to bathe in the river? He was waiting for you on the grass.

Wanted to take a break from walking to eat? He was sitting next to you.

He was scared of losing you like he did with so many others.

"Are you almost done?" He asked, cleaning his pistol and trying to avoid looking at you as you bathed.

"Yeah, about to get out hold on." You said, squeezing the residual water out of your hair.

You stepped out of the water, slipping on your damp clothes. Scara was already by your side, kneeling down next to you and helping you slip on your shoes.

"You're taking too long, stupid.." he said, tying up your laces. Hands lingering on your skin a bit longer before pulling away. He would never admit it, but he loved quiet moments like these.. it was like there wasn't brain eating zombies out and about everywhere throughout the nation.

—☆`~—

Worried about you getting sick

Seriously, a simple cold is the equivalent to the plague without any proper medicine nowadays.

So whenever he rains, he tries his best to keep you as dry as possible. Even if he had to get wet himself.

"Are you sure you dont mind?" You ask, a bit worried about him. The hat on your head slightly slows you down. Wobbling a bit.

"Just keep walking, Stupid. Stop worrying about me." He mumbled. His hand pressed against your back, gentle to try and stabilize you a bit.

You hummed, your hands coming up to try and hold up the hat. The rain pattered on the ground, the winds harshly blowing as the both of you moved on. Weather was started to pick up.. you would probably have to stop soon if it kept up. For now, it was just the two of you. Relaying on each other to stay alive.

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Suki Da Kara

Kamisato siblings x Younger sibling! Reader

(Oneshots)

After they met the traveler, they offered to help with their plan to take down the shogun you wanted to help too.

Yeah, no way they were letting that happen.

They're both really protective of you

Especially after your parents passed

And not in the way where you never allowed to leave the house

You're allowed to leave with Thoma.

"But why!" You frowned, crossing your arms as you protested

Ayato sighed, reaching up a hand to rub his temple. Reminding himself to be patient with you. Ayaka noticed him getting upset, resting a hand on his shoulder.

"(Name), please.. we only want what's best for you.." Ayaka frowned, her gaze softening as they met your own.

You looked at Ayato, noticing how frustrated he looked. Then you looked at Ayaka, and the worry in her eyes. You felt.. bad. You knew they were just trying to protect you. And they have so much on their plate, especially with all the added problems with the shogun. You were just stressing them out more. You sighed, looking at the two of them.

"Sorry.. I know how busy you guys are— I just wanna help.." You sighed, letting your crossed arms fall back down to your sides.

Ayato looked up at you, his gaze softening as he rested a hand on your shoulder before pulling you in. His arms wrapped around you as he held you close to his chest.

"I know, you are helping by staying safe, (name)."

☆°`———

Ayaka liked to take you out so you arent cooped in the house all the time.

Due to her connections, she was good friends with most people.

People like Kokomi and Gorou

Sometimes, when she has to go see them for business, you tag along.

You loved Kokomi and Gorou, they were basically your second pair of siblings.

"Kokomi!" You smiled as you saw the Divine Priestess. Walking side by side with Ayaka, who also had a smile on her face. Though it was more so because of your reaction.

Kokomi, who was talking to a group of soldiers, turned around. A small smile on her face as she saw you two.

"(Name), Ayaka? What brings you two here?"

Ayaka smiled at the Priestess, shaking her head.

"Im here on official business, but name wanted to tag along." Ayaka explained, her hand moving to rest on your shoulder.

Kokomi nodded, her expression turning a bit more serious as she explained it was for official business.

"Come on then, let's talk somewhere else." Kokomi said, leading you two to her private quarters, though official business was the last thing on your mind. Happy to be hanging out with some of your favorite people.

MASTERLIST— here

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Hello! Rlly loved your Furina fic!

Could you do an apocalypse, fanfic childe? With Childe's little brother just trying to survive in the apocalypse!

Eto po lubvi

Modern! Childe x GN! reader

Oneshots

Worries about Teucer all the time.

He worries that the entire apocalypse has ruined his chances at just being a kid.

He tries his best to protect him from the harsh realities of the word now.

He has no way to get in contact with his family, so as far as he knows, Teucer is the only real family he has right now.

So he doesn't want to lose him.

"I'm worried about him.." Childe sighed, watching as the fired crackled in the fireplace..

You've been stuck inside a small home in the middle of a big city for almost three months now. It was horde after horde, anytime you wanted to move to a diffrent city, another horde came. At this point, you guys were running low on supplies.

"Why? He looks fine to me.." You said, looking down at the sleeping Teucer who had fallen asleep a couple hours ago. It was always nice to see he had gotten sleep whenever you two couldn't.

"I mean.. I dont know— just the fact he can't really be a kid anymore.." Childe sighed, running a hand through his messy hair. He did his best not to wake up Teucer, who had fallen asleep on his other shoulder.

You gave him a small smile, your hand resting over his own, trying to give him some form of comfort.

"Im sure things will go back to how they used to be soon.." You knew it was just empty promises. He knew that, too. But wishful thinking was better than giving up.

There was a comfortable silence between you two, basking in eachothers presence for a bit.

—★°•

Protective of you as well

Especially when you both go out scavenging in old abandoned stores

Tries to keep you close at all times

Not only were there the dangers of zombies, but there were also the dangers of other survivors

Hes seen first hand the lengths they'd go to surivive out here.

You were walking through the deep freezer. It was slightly ajar, but you hoped there was something still edible in here. It smelt rancid inside the small room. And from the looks of it, everything was rotted already. You sighed, about to leave the room when your heart dropped to your toes. There was a zombie right at the door— skin a freekish green, jaw streatched out abnormally wide. Your hand fumbled, trying to grab your pocket knife when a shot rang out. Your ears were ringing for a moment before you regained your senses. A familiar ginger standing infront of you.

"Are you alright?" He said, his anxious eyes flicking over your body, looking for any injury.

"Ajax.. relax, im okay." You sent him a small smile, resting your hands on his shoulders, trying to sooth his anxiety.

He quickly pulled you into his chest, his hand cradling the back of your head protectivly.

"You have to stop running off like that.." he murmured.. you could hear his heartbeat, how his heat was racing.

—★°•

Tries his best to cook

Of course, supplies is limited

So it isn't the best food..

Look, he tries, that's all that matters.

"Tah-dah! My famous beef jerky and eggs!" Childe grinned, smiling at you and Teucer. Placing two plates infront of you both.

It looked.. diffrent. Small peices of dried beef jerky sprinkled on top of eggs that looked rubbery. Dont judge a book by its cover, I guess..

"It smells delicious, Childe!" You sent him a small smile. Resisting the urge to gag at the smell. Teucer looked at his plate with a slight confusion, poking at the eggs with his fork.

"Is this.. good?" Teucer asked, looking up a Childe with confusion. His fork was barely stabbing through the eggs because of how thick they were.

"Be greatful, you know a lot of people dont have— Hey! Dont dump it behind the couch!" Childe groaned, watching as Teucer tried to sneakily get rid of the food from his plate.

"Whoops!"

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The way you wrote that comfort scene on Navia x reader was soo good i loved it.

Can i request a Furina x gn!reader, where reader comforts Furina after she woke up from a nightmare?

★ Frère Jacques★

Furina x GN! Reader

Angst/comfort

Thanks for the request!

She was on stage again, like how she was for years. Furina desperately wanted to leave her past behind, but no matter how hard she tried, the nightmares never stopped coming back.

Knawing at the back of her mind, sleepless nights started to add up over time. She couldn't stop dancing.. the roaring laughter from the audience echoing off the opera house's walls.

No matter how hard she tried, her limbs kept om moving. A jump, a skip, and a twirl. All around the stage. She couldn't speak. The lights above were blinding. She felt like a puppet on strings. Worse off all, you were there. Front and center, pointing and laughing. She felt mortified.

"Furnina?"

The act started to speed up. Jump, skip, twirl all around stage. The audience only cheered louder. She wanted it to stop..

"Furina?"

She felt her limbs start to burn, twirling in the air. It felt hard to breathe..

"Stop it!"

She cried out, though the audience didn't stop.. you didn't stop, still pointing right at her. All eyes on her

"Furina!" You yelled, frowing as you shook her awake.

She gasped, suddenly shooting up from the bed.. right, it was a dream. she was only dreaming. She was gasping for breath. You gave her a worried look. You placed a comforting hand on her shoulder

"Are you okay? It was just a nightmare.." You gently moved, taking both of her hands in yours. Her gaze met yours as damp, warm tears started to gather in her eyes.

"Hey, Furina.. look at me.." you frowned, raising her intertwined hand up, placing them over your heart.

"Feel that? Just take a deep breath.. listen to my heartbeat." You sent her a small smile, taking in a deep breath yourself.

This wasn't the first time Furina had had a nightmare. Well, you were in bed with her. However, she would never tell you what it was about. You stopped asking. Obviously, it was personal, and you didn't want to overstep her boundaries. Furina took in small shakey breaths, closing her eyes as she felt your steady heartbeat on her palms. She sent you a small smile.

"Thank you.." her voice was a bit strained.

You pushed the covers off of you, about to go get her some water when you felt her hand wrap around your wrist.

"Stay?" She said you couldn't resist, slowly climbing back in bed.

The both of you cuddled, she was laying right next to you, your arm resting behind her head, acting like a pillow, the other lazily wrapped around her.

"Im sorry you have to put up with me.." she said, closing her eyes as she let out a small sigh.

She didn't know how she ended up with a person like you. You were so understanding.. she couldn't even get a night worth of sleep. keeping you up to comfort her felt selfish of her.

"Dont say that, I'd do this a thousand more times if I had to.." you said, giving her a small, sleepy smile.

"Goodnight, coquillage"

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Je l'aime à mourir

Navia x GN! Reader oneshots

!!Slight angst ahead!!

Navia loves PDA

It could be at a serious meeting, or it could be just a stroll down the street.

Handholding with her >>

Her love language is definitely physical touch and gift giving!!

She just has so much love to give you!

" Come on, mon amour! Before the bakery closes!" Navia yelled

Her hand was tightly intertwined with yours, the sun setting on Fontaine. The sky is a mixture of golden yellows down to deep reds. There were little people on the street, only a person here or there. Navia had been wanting to take you to this bakery since forever. She just never found the time to do so. The two of you just barley making it before closing time.

"Come on, try this one too!" Navia said as she smiled at you

She was practically forced feeding you a thousand different pastries at once, cake, macaroons, flan, and so on. You always felt bad for spending her money, but she always insisted it was fine.

"Navia.. That's a lot of money." You said worriedly.

You knew about the money struggles with the Spina ever since Navia had taken over. You didn't want her to spend so much on you when it could be going to something else more meaningful. Navia saw that look on your face. She could read you like a book, wanting to push your worries away.

"bébé, it's fine! It's my personal funds, not pulled from the Spina's" she smiled

You were about to protest when another spoon full of cake was pushed into your mouth, catching you off guard. Though, you had to admit it was really good.

"Stop thinking so hard about it and enjoy the food!" She laughed at the look on your face

"Navia!" You whined.

You and Navia were comfortable around each other. Navia didn't mind having her guard down around you.

Everybody has good days and bad days, even the trusted leader of the Spina!

There is mostly about her dad, She just feels so much stress over every problem with the Spina.

She's human, so it's only natural for her to feel upset when she has so much on her plate.

"Hey hey.. relax, deep breaths.." You said, trying your best to be as comforting as possible towards her.

She took in a deep breath. You both were in Navia's bedroom. Sitting on the edge of her bed. You had found her crying alone in here. You couldn't just leave her. This wasn't the first time Navia had had a breakdown in front of you. But that didn't make it hurt any less to see her hurting like this.

"Im sorry.." she mumbled, trying to wipe away her own tears, only for you to reach up first and do it for her.

She sent you a sad smile, feeling a bit better now. You always found a way to make her feel better. Even if you dont see it, it always works.

"We'll figure this out together, I promise." You said, interlacing your fingers with hers

"Je t'aime.." She said, squeezing her hand in yours.

MASTERLIST—★ here

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I must apologize

Black Swan x Acheron x Reader

Late mornings with them>>

I feel like they both stay up late into the night

So, really you're the one who wakes up first

You're like a little housewife, waking up to make breakfast for the both of them

Of course, they show their appreciation afterward

The smell of pancakes and coffee waft through the air as you bring in two plates of pancakes into your shared bedroom. Placing them on the bedside table, you reach over the bed to pull open the curtains. Black Swan just muttered under her breath and buried her face deeper into the pillow. Acheron's eyes fluttered open, moving her hand up to block the sun from her eyes

"Rise and shine.." you whispered, a small smile playing on your lips.

Acheron just lazily smiled at you, her hand coming up from out of the blanket, motioning you to come closer. You just rolled your eyes playfully at her before leaning down. You pressed a soft kiss onto her lips that only lasted a moment, but it was still filled with love and adortion.

You felt a hand on the back of your head, though Acheron's hand was still by her sides. You look over, It was Black Swan, her hair a bit messy, but she looked adorable as always.

"How come she gets a kiss, and I dont?" She said with a small frown. At the same time, you felt two familiar hands snake around your waist. It was gonna be a long morning..

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Genius Society

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