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I tried drawing donghua Klein ❤

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I'm so proud of you

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i jst took a small break because writer's block never left me💔💔💔 so here i am slowly getting back to writing

gaile here!!!! AUGGHHHHH I MISSED YOU MY SHAYLAAAA💔💔😭😭😭☹☹☹☹

Cries in tears of joy

Is it you... Have my prayers been answered... Is it really you standing there... Or am I dreaming once more?

GAAAAIILLLL I THOUGHT U GONE FOREVERRRR, U JUST DISAPPEARED INTO THE SEA OF BUTTERFLIES. I MISSSED UUUU

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# every move you make (i'll be watching you)

SUMMARY: basically possessive and slightly yan!cale short drabble

PAIRINGS: cale henituse × gn!reader

WARNINGS: probably ooc, obsessive and possessive behavior, breach of privacy, some informations came from the wiki, might have spoilers, possible grammatical and typographical errors

NOTE: i've been missing cale lately and with sooo much stuff going on, i barely have the time to slack off and read part 2, so here's a totally self-indulgent work and also something to let you guys know i'm alive^^ ts actually my first writing in this fandom guys, i'm still hungry after devouring countless of fics on ao3

》 bulletin board

there was never a time you truly felt alone inside this villa.

obviously, this was a good thing. no man would want to be alone (at least you think so). it's better to have company—to have someone to talk to. it's better to share a laugh with someone, to share your concerns, or just simply enjoy the quietness of an early morning with a warm drink between your hands and the presence of the very capable servants under the supreme commander himself going about their routines.

still, your gut feeling screams.

‘something is wrong.’

you can still leave. you can still go out, visit the henituse duchy, the plaza, or say hi to the ever-so-handsome crowned prince. you still have your freedom. the freedom to enjoy the sun against your skin, to feel the cold breeze of the night gently go past you as the moon lights up your path and the stars wink down at you.

but with freedom comes limitations.

cale henituse, for once in his life, never regretted that he made so many connections. though he once thought about some of them as acquaintances, most became a part of his group. he thought there was no need for them anymore. sure, some calls were made to check up on them and ask them how they were doing but…

they know that their young master only calls when he needed something. he wasn't the type to waste his time when he can just lay down and slack off. if it wasn't that important, he could just leave it to his people.

color them shocked when the one and only cale henituse calls them, all serious and all, as if he's going to lay down his plans on how to smack the white star from the back—is only calling them to keep their eyes on one of his people.

ask him why, and all they will hear is:

“to keep them safe.” 

and of course, even with confusion—they will follow their young master. it has always been that way. 

…

no information goes past cale. 

he studies it, records it, and takes his time to think about how he could use it—whether it is to destroy or make someone's life easier. having connections means more eyes. and cale had uses for them.

cale loves knowing where you are. cale loves knowing you're safe. and cale loves it when no other trash besides him approaches you, regardless of their intentions. 

and with you working beside the crowned prince and the heroes, best believe there are people asking for your hand, for your grace and favor. letters, invitations…you name it. it all appears on your desk.

but as the days went by, they decreased and decreased until no letters aside from important matters were left. you were thankful, yes. but you were also left with questions. 

‘did they all got tired and decided not to approach me anymore?’

impossible. even simple business dinners invitations were gone.

‘what happened?’

…

cale scoffed as he read another cheesy romantic line from one of the letters addressed to you. a trashy noble bastard was asking if you could be their partner for an upcoming birthday celebration. 

“when will these end?” cale groaned, tearing the letter apart and throwing it at the trash can ron provided him. raon shook his head before he smacked the wooden table. “human! let's loot them!”

cale sighed, reaching for another letter. “no, we're rich enough to buy their entire household.” he replied, casually opening the envelope. “it's not worth it.”

ron poured cale some tea, placing it on the table with a benign smile. “there are more letters, young master.” he says. cale glanced at the butler with exasperation.

‘fuck.’

ron chuckled. even though his puppy young master hates seeing those kind of letters addressed to you, cale reads it carefully, recording every information about the sender.

as ron leaves the room to fetch more cookies, a thought appeared in his mind. ‘i guess i'll have more foxes to scare then.’

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# baby, can we make up now?

IN WHICH: you and kaeya had an argument the day before his birthday and he couldn't help but overthink—shit, it's about to strike twelve.

PAIRINGS: gn!reader × kaeya alberich

WARNINGS: might be ooc, grammatical errors, typos, cursing, potential angst, all in all just fluff and comfort

NOTE: happy birthday to our cavalry captain! late but meh, i wanna make something for our birthday boy, even if it's very short.

》 bulletin board

kaeya did not know what to do that evening. pace around your shared house? go back to the knights of favonius headquarters to do his paperworks? no, he would just procrastinate...or probably think of you. fuck, should he just get a drink?

no, that will make it worse.

kaeya can still remember what happened earlier that morning. he can still hear how you nagged him, how you sighed to calm yourself, how you looked at him with frustration and concern. well, he won't blame you for doing that.

kaeya stared at the ceiling blankly, his right hand fidgeting with that one mora he always had on him. how did it even get to this point? kaeya closed his eyes, recalling the events that led to you eventually walking out of the house to get fresh air.

he was out scouting and doing his cavalry captain duties when all of a sudden, hilichurls just came rushing towards him. was he hurt? yeah, but only just a little bit. did he defeat them? of course he did. but is he in the best condition to scout after staying up late because the headquarters suddenly got busy? no.

after coming back from his scouting activities, that's when he felt his body suddenly weaken. his side suddenly feeling a bit stingy even just with moving slightly. turns out, he had an injury! it wasn't serious but since he was running on nothing that morning, he basically looked like he might just faint on the spot.

knights who saw him got worried, called a healer and called you; who had to rush to the headquarters. and the audacity of this man to give you his signature charming smile...

well, things escalated from that. after thanking the healer, you took him home and boom! kaeya let out a groan as he leaned his head back in annoyance, possibly at himself. he placed the mora back inside his pocket as turned his head towards the window where he could see the dark sky, the stars and a small glimpse of the moon.

late. you're late.

kaeya stood up, checking the wall clock before approaching the front door. a minute before midnight. fuck the argument earlier, he was actually getting worried.

just as he was about to touch the doorknob, the front door opened; revealing your form. kaeya was immediately relieved as he took a step forward, his arms finding solace around your waist. he embraced you tightly, glad that you're home now.

kaeya was about to say something when you suddenly cut him off, whispering a soft “happy birthday” on his left ear. kaeya's eyes widened, slowly pulling away in order to look at your face. there was a certain look that made his heart beat fast, a look that told him that you guys were okay now.

kaeya let out a chuckle, a “thank you” leaving his lips before he leaned in to leave chaste kisses all over your face. kaeya then stopped as he caught sight of you carrying a small box of cake.

“let's go and celebrate inside, hm?” he asks, a hint of gratitude and playfulness in his voice. kaeya gently ushered you inside the house, following you then gently closing the door behind him. celebrating his special day with his special someone? why, count him in!

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