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Angelic

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contents: diluc x gn!reader, fluff, soft diluc, diluc is only soft for reader and kittens and other animals, written in like an hour not beta read

got unexpected inspiration from the aprilluc prompt of horses

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he’s late, you thought to yourself, taking the fresh bread loaf out of the oven. i hope he’s alright.

your life in mondstadt had started six months ago when you had decided to open a bakery. and it had been the same day ever sense, not that you were complaining. wake up early, make yourself breakfast, fire up the oven, tend to customers, shut the store down. rinse and repeat. there was freedom in your routine, you learned, chatting away happily with your customers and experimenting with your breads.

but despite your myriad of customers, there was one who always stood out—diluc. or, master diluc, as you had heard some call him. it had been about a month since your bakery had opened when he first visited, looking around with a stern look. at first you had thought he was an inspector of sorts, sweating when he stepped up to the counter.

“er… what is your speciality?” he asked quietly, as if he was scared of others hearing him. “or your favorite? whatever is easiest for you.”

oh, you thought as you explained your specialty and favorites. he’s just a bit awkward and shy.

few words were spoken between the two of you when he first visited. but after a week or two, he started offering friendly conversation. where to pick the freshest valberries, the ripening cycles of the apples and when to harvest them for certain flavor profiles. he’d even brought over some of his winery’s grapes for you to try, offering to take you to his winery to experiment with jams and jellies.

eventually his weekly visit turned to two visits a week. then three. then three plus the evenings he was working the angel’s share. you oftentimes followed him to his work, enjoying a few cocktails he mixed up specifically for you. some days you’d see the faintest smile as you chatted with the bar goers, but it always seemed to shyly drop when you noticed.

“how unusual,” the blue haired cavalry captain had remarked to you one day, an eyebrow raised as he sipped his drink. “it looks like you have master diluc wrapped all around that finger of yours. why, you’ve practically convinced him to come to town on the daily. just how did you do it?”

and he was sweet despite his stern demeanor, you noticed. he had secretly set up a shelter for the strays that lingered around your bakery, leaving out fresh fish for them each morning when he visited. oh, and he had named all of them, even the newborn kittens that mewled and played at his feet when he visited. wren, dove, sparrow—a few of the names you recalled hearing him coo out in the early mornings. you didn’t know if he knew that you knew, but you were more than happy to keep his secret.

and there was a softness around him that you hadn’t noticed until a certain cavalry captain had pointed it out to you. his shoulders relaxed when he noticed you, a softness in his eyes you’d never seen him have for anyone else. perhaps you were overthinking things, or perhaps the cavalry captain was pulling a prank on you and that’s how he always looked at everyone. but nevertheless, you fools yourself quietly dreaming of the day you could wake up next to him.

ten minutes passed. you scowled, looking outside at the weather. heavy clouds covered the blue skies, your bakery thick with humidity. maybe he was holding out for the weather? you sighed, wrapping the fresh bread in cloth and placing it in a basket alongside a hearty serving of valberry jam. it wouldn’t hurt to visit the dawn winery, i suppose, you thought to yourself, stepping out with the basket and locking the bakery door behind you. it’ll only be a moment, i won’t be gone for too long.

you grimaced at the humidity, feeling vaguely damp by the time you arrived at the dawn winery. the sun was barely peeking through the suffocating clouds, and you could hear rumbling in the distance. perhaps this wasn’t my smartest plan, you thought, starting to approach the manor.

“whoa, whoa.” you heard diluc’s voice from amongst the grapevines. “easy, easy. there there, you’re safe.”

in between two rows of grapevines, a horse nickered nervously as diluc stroked its mane. his touches were soft, uncharacteristic of the calloused hands that helped you carry your groceries. he planted his face into his neck, pressing soft kissed into its strong neck as he soothed the anxious beast.

he was completely oblivious to you. not that you cared, of course, images of your future flashing in your mind. warm, quiet mornings with him, taking care of the farm animals. proofing and preparing the bread and pastries for the day as he worked on whatever he needed to handle. meals on the balcony, watching the sunset on a long day. naming the newborn animals during the spring, taking adventures into the woods to forage for berries.

oh dear. perhaps kaeya was right when he called you out on being head over heels for him. embarrassment rose to your ears as you froze, tightening your grip on the basket.

finally he looked up, taken aback by the intrusion.

“i-i must apologize, you didn’t need to come all the way out. i was running late on the morning chores,” he stammered out, stroking the horse’s nose. “this one isn’t too keen with storms and i wanted to—“

“would you marry me?”

you watched in horror as the words tumbled out of your brain, straight past your mental filters, and out into the world. death seemed easier for you at that moment than anything else. especially when you saw the way his eyes widened, the way he blinked hard and rapidly, the way he went silent as he stared at you.

and then he laughed.

at first you thought he had snorted with derision, and you wanted to drop the bread and run. but then his shoulders started shaking, he slapped his hand on his mouth. crow lines formed around his eyes, and it was the first time you had ever seen him laugh. it was an almost foreign noise, but you found yourself missing it by the time he had calmed himself.

“i must admit that i have had many marriage proposals in my life… but i do think that is the most straight forward one i have ever received.” you could hear the amusement in his voice. “can i at least invite you to breakfast first? i think my staff would have my head if i accepted a marriage proposal without their approval.”

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Sumeru fic recommendations

(Reader inserts) Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics/scenarios (I don’t own any)

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Tighnari

fluff / asking you out

sfw / about love and medicine

fluff/ i choose you

Cyno

fluff / forty winks

sfw / cloak

sfw / desert scum

nsfw / "next time, join us"

nsfw / "my turn"

fluff / oasis

Alhaitham

sfw fluff / kiss me

sfw / turned into a seelie

sfw / confession

sfw / mole

sfw / act professional

fluff / au your bookstore crush (part 1, part 2)

sfw / city lights

sfw / twenty-one (smau, masterlist, ongoing)

fluff / five more minutes

fluff / boyfriend

fluff /home

sfw / kiss

fluff / after hours

fluff / knowing you're in love

fluff / love language

angst fluff / silent treatment

fluff / how to woo the acting grand sage 101

nsfw / excuses

nsfw / acting grande sage

sfw / home

Kaveh

fluff / Alhaitham introducing you to his roommate

fluff nsfw / romance connoisseur (or not)

sfw / love rivalry (smau, masterlist, ongoing)

nsfw / against the wall

fluff/ as a lover

fluff / self-care routine

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Updated:24-Feb-2023

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Hey I just love your study habits story and I was wondering if you’ll ever make a part 2? Because god damnnnnnnn that is my shit

hypothesis testing [m.reader]

paaaart 2! of this trainwreck. i had to take my time on this because my brain cells could not for the life of them remember how people get together normally. so… this is not normal lmao. also ft. our dendro daughter because i love her so much.

𖦹 wholesome moments with nahida contrasting your moment with haitham and kissing :) slight traveler x reader if u squint at that one part.

“I think Alhaitham might be avoiding me.”

Nahida looked up from the dough she was kneading, her bright green eyes looking at you with wonder and curiosity. You stifled a laughter at the young archon (not so much in comparison to your age) — with her cheeks dusted with so much flour and bits of the dough stuck in her hair, it’s not everyday someone sees their archon in such a state.

“How do you mean?” Nahida turned her focus back to the dough, her eyebrows knitting in concentration, but it was clear that she was still all ears.

You looked down on the tofu you were cutting — the traveler had gone and dropped by some ingredients fresh from the stores back in Liyue after you and Nahida made a passing remark of wanting to try a different delicacy. Ever the charming outlander they are, they came back a few days later with a recipe and the ingredients on hand, it was only a shame that they couldn’t stay to help or eat, considering that they were currently busy with commissions as well.

You remembered offering housing them in on a stipend out of your own pocket — to rest even without having to worry about commissions and mora for a few days, but the traveler refused with a red face and ran off somewhere.

Now where were you again? Oh, yes. Alhaitham.

Jumping to conclusions, while tempting as a way to cope through unanswered queries, is not a habit slotted into your head. You were a patient man, looking through the lens of observation, testing a few hypotheses you’ve come up before finally drawing out a theory. Deductive reasoning, if you will. It’s how you worked on your research projects after all, especially despite the fact that inductive reasoning was more encouraged in your discipline sometimes.

And throughout the next few weeks, after your little study session that you conducted in Alhaitham’s home, you started seeing less and less of the man. Which, again, wasn’t that much to fuss over. You yourself placed him in a position of power where he’s not exactly allowed to have a much more leisurely schedule than he did as a scribe for an equal pay. But even then, he wasn’t this busy.

You recalled the few times on his first few days as the Acting Grand Sage — he was busy, but he always had enough time to entertain your whims and review your new research material for approval. He had enough time to spare you an hour or two to indulge his company, even more so when you would bring his preferred cup of coffee from Puspa café.

And now, it seems like every time you were planning to head to the Alhaitham’s new place of work, he’s always unavailable. And on the off chance that you catch his silhouette by the door, the moment you start walking up to him, it’s like he has a sixth sense for your presence and suddenly dissipates into nothingness.

It was… annoying. Bothersome. Troubling. It irked at your very core. It provoked something deep within you that even you have yet to figure out.

Nahida noticed your brooding silence and was kind enough to pull you back into the real world before you make the mistake of cutting your finger instead of the tofu, “Is the situation really so troublesome, [Name]?” Her kind eyes were quick to melt away the coldness that slowly gnawed at you. “Maybe it would help if you voiced it out.” She gave you an encouraging smile and truly you were certain that despite being her caretakers, it’s these moments that reverses the situation at hand.

Something you didn’t entirely mind. You appreciated Nahida’s efforts in exercising the application of the knowledge you’d graciously given her as her tutor.

“I would be remiss if I were to refuse a second opinion. Alright,” you resumed into your cutting, “It’s merely a working hypothesis, however… but it feels as though he has been making a conscious effort not to be around me recently.”

Nahida’s tiny hands cupped a dough and slowly shaped it into something that resembles a ball, “Why do you say that? He could be busy with his new responsibilities.”

“I’m not one to exclude the possibility, of course.” You scoffed a little, leaning back to squint at the recipe propped up by a mere empty sack where the crab roe was. You ought to pay the traveler back, they never said, but apparently, such an ingredient costed them quite the mora. “However, there is a different feel. He has an air of forced ignorance around my presence.”

The Dendro Archon crooned quietly at your words, thoughtful and delicate, as always, “Have you tried to confront him about this before?”

“More than I’d like to admit.”

“Ah… then your hypothesis might be just right,” Nahida giggled a little as her confirmation sent a pout to your lips that you seemed to be unaware of doing. “Does it upset you?” Her query was no less than damaging, but the defensive part of your logical brain suddenly flared up. Your muscles stiffened at her question, eyebrows furrowing even deeper with a matching scowl.

“…No.”

“So it does then.”

You had half a mind to tell the Archon that she should stop reading your mind when you can barely even process your own feelings, as ironic as it sounds. But then again, she was great at observing you ever since you and her started being seen as a family unit, closer than ever, and no doubt her jabs at your mannerisms would be on point.

“Could it be that the reason this is bothering you is because… you miss his company?”

A shot in the dark, that’s all Nahida did. But the grip you had on your knife was an indication of her keen observations. And suddenly, your rumination was thrown out of the way as you pieced the puzzles together.

She was right, you missed Alhaitham. So deeply that it actually bothered you; that suddenly it evoked an emotion within you that didn’t register positivity.

“Ah. ”

Nahida’s light giggle echoed in your ear, and you finally resumed into functioning, placing the cut tofu on another bowl and turning to her, “I suppose gratitude is in order, huh?” You asked.

“Not really. It was enough for me to see you look so stunted. I never would have thought that you would be one to get stuck on your own feelings despite deciphering so much of it in your pursuit of knowledge in a human’s emotions.” Nahida laughed with light and airy amusement, “It’s very much like an adventurer that went through the highs and lows of nature, entering every domain, seeking out treasure only to completely miss it in the end.”

You resisted the urge to groan at her words. It was stupid, alright. You were stupid. Alas, it’s nothing you can fault her for. With a fond smile, you reached out to cup her face, wiping away the flour that dusted her cheeks with your thumbs, “Of course. Very much like an expert adventurer making the most amateur mistake.”

“So then, do you know what could have caused his sudden aversion?”

You blinked as your mind suddenly blanked out, “I… never really knew.”

“Wouldn’t it be a good time for the expert adventurer to go on another exploit and find the treasure this time?”

“It sure would… right after we make the food.”

The precious smile on Nahida’s face was quick to lift your mood. Quite frankly, your gratitude is endless towards Alhaitham, the traveler, and the rest for even mustering up the courage to rescue the archon. You of all people least expected that she would be the family that softened you up.

And while you were finally able to lay your feelings to a temporary rest after clawing onto the shreds of sanity (courtesy of Nahida), Alhaitham was not all the better.

What happened the moment Kaveh barged in on your study time was nothing short of embarrassing. Alhaitham barely had enough time to process what happened — well, either that or he had the memory permanently blotted out from his brain. It’s like a defense mechanism, to protect what little of his pride remained that day.

It certainly helped however, especially when Kaveh was around to tease him. The fact that he somehow magically forget what happened on that day was enough to get him by to keep a face so muted of expressions. It was the best that he can do to stay grounded in his sanity.

But even that was slowly chipping away the moment he realized just how present you are in his life. He became minutely aware of your presence more than ever, to the point that he thought that you were actively seeking him out. And well, you are. You searched for him everywhere and all he ever did was take three steps out of your peripherals and hide.

Alhaitham could never view the act of confrontation cumbersome. He treats it like an ordinary conversation, but there was a lingering smidge of satisfaction when the person he’s currently grilling with interrogation squirms under his gaze so uncomfortably. It’s especially indicative that he’s succeeded in picking the right person to corner, knowing that they will break and he will get his information not long after.

But it was different with you. A confrontation with you eluded him. It was something that he wanted to actively avoid. Alhaitham never charges into a battlefield without strategies mapped out in his mind. In every plan he conceives, there is a backup, and in every backup he’s created, births another backup for said backup. It’s ridiculous, but convenient most of the time.

However, you were a foe he’s actively aware not to engage in.

Though Alhaitham has to wonder if you were really a foe… or were you an indispensable ally. So indispensable that he can’t even afford to make a move out of fear of losing you. But his mind had to counter that logic — whatever he’s doing right now, surely it’s a way to lose you as well. By now, you’re bound to be aware of his active avoidance of you, and the thought of you realizing he wasn’t worth your while somehow left a bad aftertaste.

His hand flexed, gripping his writing tool tightly as his lips turned down into a scowl. He hated to entertain such an irksome thought, but now it presented itself as an intrusive thought of his. One that would be sure to keep him up from nights on end.

Isn’t he just lucky that you were a researcher? And if there’s something a researcher is, it’s that they’re persistent to get answers.

And isn’t he even luckier that you were already on your way up to his office, with a determined glare settled in your normally neutral gaze?

Alhaitham was all too distracted by his thoughts of you, that he didn’t even consider looking up from the myriad of migraines that manifested in a form of paperwork, completely missing that it was you who now barged inside his temporary office.

You didn’t even expect Alhaitham’s presence in the office. With all his time spent avoiding you, you already mapped out other potential locations that he could be in. But you checked the office in the off chance that he was inside. And maybe it was a blessing from the wise archon whom you just confided to, but Alhaitham was in his seat, signing away, giving approval after approval of every research sent to him as well as handling certain changes in the law of the city as per Nahida’s request.

The Acting Grand Sage never bothered inquiring the business of his unwanted visitor. All he wanted right now is to go home and rest and maybe think rationally about his feelings that were repressed for far too long. It was going nowhere and he had a dislike for things that lead nowhere and make him unproductive all the more.

One can only imagine the surprise when you slammed your hands on the table, the action echoing within this glorified space. Alhaitham looked up abruptly, only then wishing that he had been more prepared.

You came and he had no battle plan.

“What are you…”

“Why are you avoiding me?” You cut him off with little remorse, leaning further in and Alhaitham had to lean away from you, feeling overwhelmed. You didn’t even bother with the pointless small talk that you would indulge yourself in. You just went straight for his throat with no mercy and Alhaitham had no choice but to face the blade of truth.

He reconfigured and answered you with a question instead to buy time, “What makes you think that I—”

Your patience was running thin and that much could be sensed in the tension that wafted between you and him, “Don’t give me that. You’re elusive, but you’ve always given me the time of your day. And suddenly you retracted that privilege and I want to know why, lest I take you to the borders of Fontaine and have you tried in court.”

Alhaitham was dumbfounded for once. You… of all people, thought that his attention was a privilege? He couldn’t push down the feeling that welled up inside him — it was something good. And the fact that you were unhappy from such a ‘privilege’ to be revoked. Alhaitham had to restrain himself from biting on his lip, settling for a quick jaw clench to relieve the tension you suddenly placed on him with your incredibly direct words.

“Tell me,” you urged and swatted the quill away from his hand, shucking away the research paper that he was currently. And true to your eccentric fashion of doing things, you climbed over the pristine wooden desk just to get to him. You really weren’t risking a chance of him sliding out if you take a moment to go around that humongous desk.

Alhaitham had to keep himself still and maintain a strong will as your shoes hit the ground, finally leaving him no room for escape as you caged him in the seat — hands on either of his thighs, squeezing them so tightly.

“Talk and I’ll replace your position as this nation’s Grand Sage.” You bribed and he had to wonder if you were only dangling the bait in front of him, or were you desperate enough to offer and act on it.

“Why do you… even want to know…?” Since when did Alhaitham feel so breathless?

“I’ve been deprived of something I’m looking for, ‘Haitham. It took me just a word from the wise to realize how much I’ve missed your attention,” were you really planning to murder him right then and there? Your words are so cutthroat and merciless that Alhaitham was almost gasping for air.

Even from the comfort of his chair, he was unable to retreat and reconfigure strategies like he intended. He was melting from your gaze, like a candle burning through its fiery wick that was you. At this point, there was even no denying that you wanted answers. And Alhaitham wished he could give them, but to do so would put him in a path where there is a point of no return; a roadblock he can never come back from; a decisive factor that could dictate whatever kind of friendship he has with you.

And there is nothing worrisome with exercising caution as often times he himself would rather lay back down and let all the pawns do their work for him, only letting him reap the seeds he had sown through the tools that he has. But you… you were no pawn, you were a player in this game and he hated it.

You exhaled sharply through your nose — a telltale sign of your resignation. Oh how foolish Alhaitham was to think that you were letting him off just like that.

“…I’m no mind reader so I can’t possibly guess what’s going on with that head of yours,” you said and Alhaitham agreed. “And it’s clear that there’s no drawing out that answer out of you.” He would’ve nodded if he wasn’t too overwhelmed with you.

And suddenly a dangerous glint appeared in your eyes, “Sometimes I forget I’m capable of assessing people’s emotions.” A wry laugh escaped from your lips and Alhaitham was back to keeping his guard up as best as he could. “I hope you’ve read my papers about the physical manifestations of one’s psychological state, Acting Grand Sage, because I’m about to give you a demonstration.”

Regrets and Alhaitham don’t often cross paths in his life. Every action of his is carefully calculated and is conducted with his best interest in mind. And most of the time, everything turns out in his favor. He’s smart and strong (despite his dubious claims of being a feeble scholar, whatever that meant). But at this very moment, he had no choice but to face a mistake of his — that he and his pride refused to tell you that you occupy his mind at a copious amount, unable to sleep without even seeing you, going even worse when you did.

He didn’t tell you that your presence affects him so. That there’s something with the way your headstrong approach contrasted his roundabout and cunning styles, immediately uprooting the millions of plans he’s made with just one word from you.

All of that was all he could think of to keep him sane from this ordeal. But no, it wasn’t enough to numb his senses.

Not enough to block out the feeling of your fingertips lingering on the skin of his bicep, palpating his muscles with little regard to his apparent psychological being. You said you were only assessing him, but right now, all he ever wanted was to go and bury himself to save some skin.

“Tension on muscles — usually indicative of strong emotions… often unease… or…” your voice was quiet, but Alhaitham figured it only lessened from how all he could ever hear is the blood rushing in his ears. “Are you uncomfortable, ‘Haitham? Or are you excited?”

The jaw clench from the man was all you needed to know, “Hm. The latter.” You concluded and Alhaitham almost shot up from his seat, ready to protest but couldn’t even find the energy to do so. He was far into deep. And at the very least, he can just prepare himself from the tragedy that he created.

Easier said than done.

Especially with the way your hand slowly traveled to his chest, your touch shielded by his thin and tight shirt that hugged his figure. You felt your way around and a wail almost spilled out of his mouth, much to his indignation. You narrowed your eyes at him, as if you were chiding him from holding back on you — or was it just his imagination?

“Accelerated heartbeat, rather strong too.”

Alhaitham may not always be right in deciphering you, but he knows that look of yours. That look that you make when you’ve pieced everything together even with what little clues you have in your arsenal.

Before you can even speak, Alhaitham already averted his gaze, the back of his hand shielding his mouth as the final clue made itself known — the heat in his ears spreading to his cheeks, coloring them in a rather endearing bright shade of red.

“…You’re insufferable,” was heard from the Acting Grand Sage, muffled from his hand.

“Am I? When you’re the one who made me go through the assessment? You’re far more troublesome, Alhaitham.” Your hand left his bicep, opting to remove his hand away from his mouth, and yet your oh so devious hand either forget its place as it never left the plush mounds on his chest. “Are you ready to hear your results?”

With a half-hearted glare sent your way, Alhaitham didn’t even bother to stop you.

Didn’t even move when you leaned so close, breath ghosting over his lips, “Your uncertainty in our interactions, the way you always seem to give me enough time of your day yet avoid me at all cost. The idiotic push and pull that you do. It’s a way to cope, isn’t it? A cope from your attraction.” He had to suck in a sharp breath as the final words left your lips.

“You like me, Alhaitham.”

With one last bout of confidence, Alhaitham scoffed, “Aren’t you confident today?”

You grinned, “Confident enough to reciprocate your attraction too, as it seems.”

That quickly threw him off the loop, his lips quivering as he looked at you in pure, unadulterated surprise — but even he was unable to recuperate from the initial shock as you quickly pressed your lips against him, swallowing whatever possible refutation he could make.

His hands flew to your arms this time, clutching tightly as his mind frantically scrambled to kiss back, only to realize that he barely has any experience in the first place. And it was like you were even painfully aware of this fact as you took on the lead, letting him follow you through the movement of your lips. His breathing ran ragged and perhaps it was his slowly depleting oxygen, but he soldiered on even with his labored breaths, wanting to get a taste more of you.

Far too addicting, that’s what you were. You sent him into overdrive as you licked his lips so sensually, leaving him weak in his knees and on the brink of collapse, but you held him there, hiking him up and letting him lean onto you as you vigorously attacked his lips, biting and nipping so mercilessly, glee injecting itself into your bloodstream like a drug as you felt him squirm under your touch.

An uncharacteristic squeal was emitted from Alhaitham as your stubborn hand on his chest gave a gentle squeeze, almost knocking the little wind left out of his lungs. You finally granted him mercy as you pulled away, a string of saliva connecting your lips with his as the one piece of evidence that you messed him up in such a way.

Your thumb swiped over Alhaitham’s wet lips, finding it strangely endearing to him so pliant, “You’ve never kissed anyone before. That’s strangely adorable.”

He scoffed, “Like you have.”

“Oh? You don’t know what kind of research methods I’ve done behind the scenes, Acting Grand Sage. You’ve no idea how many men and women I’ve kissed for the sake of research.

Alhaitham frowned. If you were provoking him, then you sure did prove yourself to be far more successful than you thought. Something about the thought of you mingling with others left a sense of dread within Alhaitham and he could not stomach it. He took your coat by the hand and yanked you down, “I’m willing to strike those words from the record if you quit these methods.”

“Bribing the researcher now? That’s rich.” You leaned back in, and gave his nose a peck. “Though I don’t particularly mind. I like you anyway.”

He refused to lose to the likes of you and yet here you are already staking your claim over him with a confident smile, he huffed, “Make it worth my while then.”

You closed the gap between your lips with a hum.

“I certainly will.”

“Hey, Alhaitham you jerk! I need to—!”

For the second time, Kaveh’s inappropriate timing had struck, entering the office as the lift arrived at the very top. He bustled in with a fuming look, only to stop dead in his tracks at such a scandalous sight. And this time, it wasn’t even remotely indicative in nature like the last. Here was his stoic roommate, legs spread wide with you in between them, lips barely leaving each other as you both turned to him.

Kaveh can only hope that this is the last time he catches you two alone in a room… lest he finds an even more unflattering scene on the third time.

Because in this case, the third time is most definitely not the charm.

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Does nobody do Hwimin fics????

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The way the whole world is simping for chishiya/nijiro makes me so happy because he deserves to be seen as a god. My dude has pores and beard shadowing but somehow his imperfections make him even more fine like idk just wanna look at him all day.

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Brilliant

antidote | chishiya shuntaro

Summary: A doctor is a lifeline. In the Jack of Hearts game, Chishiya strives to be yours.

yeah, i took the physician reveal and ran with it. i tried to get into his head to portray him as well as i could in writing this and accidentally fell head over heels. let me know if i did him justice? warnings: large helpings of anxiety, chishiya-esque emotional manipulation, though affectionate. mentions of sex, fwb setup, my attempt at sounding medically educated. word count: 2741 requested by: anon (thank you so much for this brilliant idea, i loved getting stuck into it. i don’t write smut, but i hope this still gets you a little riled.) written by: archie

It’s human nature to fuck up. He should’ve known to expect it from you.

It was beginning to wear him down, your constant knee bouncing and nail biting since the third hour of this game. All he needed to do was watch. He was wildly curious to see how this would all play out, and he knew he was safe. Knew you were safe.

All things considered, it was a low-risk game: only trust was required, and he’d scored that easily by taking you under his wing. However, The idea of the Jack of Hearts was a poison injected into the bloodstream of the prison’s population. The symptoms of distrust and paranoia would migrate through the ranks, and the masses would spiral and die.

It was a simple game. The key was to not let your protector get infected.

But the symptoms were visibly taking a hold of you. The cafeteria table shook with your anxious tics, the water in your bottle sloshing enough to disrupt his attention on the surrounding cafeteria. He wouldn’t complain though. You weren’t annoying, no, but you could soon put him on edge if he let you spiral like this, and then he’d be infected too.

“Chishiya,” you called softly, clearly nervous to disrupt his spectating.

He didn’t tear his eyes from the scheming girl in the dress. She was particularly interesting in this setting; and by his deductions, not likely to be the Jack. “Hm?”

Your voice came meeker than normal. “What’s my suit again?”

He turned slowly, a brow quirked over a relaxed eye as he finally gave you his attention. “You forgot?”

“No. Just tell me.”

He sighed silently through his nose, calculating your thoughts. To ask this after he’d told you twice already, you must’ve been anxious about one of two things. One, that your addled mind would fool you into speaking the wrong suit. Or two, that you couldn’t trust him.

“Heart,” was all he said.

And you nodded. Your eyes hardened, clearly visualising the shape before your eyes. ‘Heart,’ he could practically see your mind reciting. ‘Heart.’

Or… Was that a calculating look? He flexed his jaw. Were you possibly tallying up the likelihood that he’d lied to you?

Keep reading

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The way I’d trust Chishiya with my life also knowing damn well he wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice me.

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Season 2 is out and people start reading my chishiya fic again 😆 tbh I am so tempted to write another one now!

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the fatui harbingers are so funny to me because it's like eight of the sexiest queer goths you've ever seen alongside the pringles man

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— a short and casual genshin impact otome game.

⟣ 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟𝕝𝕠𝕒𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 ⟢

┊ (Windows 🪟, Linux 🐧, or Mac 🍎 only!)

◇ 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬? ◇

Just a simple something I had in mind for a Genshin otome game... I have 0 attention span, 0 time, and 0 knowledge to write and build a full-fledged 3D game with intricate stories, plot, and mechanics. This is just a simple visual novel with a streamlined plot and partial voices. You should be able to complete everything in like... 30 minutes long in total. Might be less, even.

◇ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 ◇

The game will contain the following: established relationship, FLUFF, comfort, lots of pet names, suggestive themes, lots of kissy sounds on some routes, implications of violence (not towards player), a sprinkle of protective behavior

◇ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 ◇

Zhongli, Xiao, Childe, Diluc, Kaeya, Itto, Kazuha (Zhongli is selected by default because who doesn’t love geo daddy???)

◇ 𝐰𝐡𝐨'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫? ◇

This is a very self-indulgent project, hence the dialogues were written with fem!player in mind. It will contain suggestive themes, so please be aware of that before downloading / playing!

◇ 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲? ◇

Yes, it's totally free - in fact, I do not accept payment.

◇ 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲? ◇

Click the link to download the appropriate file based on your OS. Only Windows, Linux, and Mac are supported. No, I won't release it on other platforms.

Open the game, and you’ll find that it’s pretty straightforward. Customize your profile, select your love interest, then start the game.

There are no wrong answers and the love interest can be changed anytime (just go back to main menu and select the character’s picture on the right side).

◇ 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬? ◇

You can personally send links to this post / the game’s itch.io page to your friends via DMs, but outside of that (reposting), NO. For example, posting about this on Reddit is prohibited.

◇ 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞? ◇

This is a super casual project.

Scripts are not proofread. Probably lots of grammar mistakes.

Novel format without narration (full dialogs).

There are no actual sprites, just official art and something akin to a speech bubble to cater to the characters’ changes in ‘expression’.

There are voices, but only partial - mostly just grunts, chuckles, kisses, and stuff. I’m using JP voices EXCEPT for Itto because Max Mittelman is a gem. No, I will not add other languages' voice versions.

Sound cues and voices are quite important for this game so I recommend using headphones.

Depending on when you open the game (morning, afternoon, nighttime, midnight), your currently selected love interest might greet you differently.

To reiterate, there are no wrong answers.

Selecting all talk/act options for a character will unlock a small event where they'll give you unique gifts.

I lowkey have so many ideas on how to expand on this in terms of gameplay and options but let’s be real here it probably won’t happen lol why can’t my brain be this creative when it comes to work

◇ 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐬??? ◇

No... That said, anyone can literally say that. Please be responsible for your own actions.

I have also released other games on the same itch.io profile, so this isn't my first rodeo. Feel free to check the reviews on those before making your decision if you're wary about downloading!

◇ 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 ◇

hyv please don't sue me i gain 0 dollars for this and i just wanna simp in peace

⟐ 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜 🄸 𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑.𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 🄸 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 ⟐

© zhongrin | 2022 ◆ do not repost or share without permission. reblogs much appreciated. feel free to reach out to submit suggestions, feedback, comments, or if you just want to talk!

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I am from Austria and my first anime as a kid was Pokémon. As a Teen i watched avatar. Way later when I started getting into anime as an adult I watched haikyuu first.

That post about death note being "everyone's first anime" (untrue statement) made me curious and now I want to gather data for science

Can you reblog this and tell me where are you from and what was your starter anime?

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My chishiya fic is getting a lot of likes so I think I will start writing again after I defended my thesis 😊

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Glad you are alive (Chishiya x Reader)

In which Chishiya is insecure about his looks and thinks there is no way in hell he would have a chance with you. Little does he know you have been head over heels for him from the start but too shy to confess. All it takes is Kuina playing cupid and a nerve wrecking game evening to get you guys together (mainly so she won’t have to listen to you both crying over each other all the time anymore).

Self-conscious! Chishiya

Tall! Reader

Genre: Angst/Fluff

Word Count: 2753

No warnings ~

What’s the point. Every day gives us a new opportunity to die, I’d rather have her watch my back as a friend than being rejected and having my neck blown up while self-pitying myself over not getting the girl. Chishiya was sitting on the rooftop of the beach resort, his legs bouncing off the edge and his hands folded in his lap. A slight breeze roamed over Tokyo this evening, causing his white locks to be blown into his elf-like face. It was their usual pre-game meeting with Kuina and usually you but today you decided to take a nap before the games since you weren’t able to sleep a wink the last night. You had to clear a 8 of hearts game the day before, the type of suit you naturally disliked the most. It wasn’t very pretty.

Kuina huffed with disagreement. Since when were you this pathetic. If anything, you SHOULD confess to her BECAUSE you guys could die any day. Why do you even think she would reject you? Chishiya snorted loudly at that, not averting his gaze from the beautiful skyline of Tokyo. Well, there would be a skyline if any of the million lights would be on… right now it was just the glorious lights from the beach that lit up the surrounding areas, and the stars that finally became visible, seemingly the first time ever in Tokyo.

Oh please are you seriously asking me that? Aren’t you the one who always calls me an ugly troll? He chuckled. He knew Kuina probably never meant it for real and it was just a part of them bickering at each other. But one thing he was awfully aware of is that he was short. In fact, you were easily 10cm taller than him and if that doesn’t give a man some insecurities then he didn’t know what did. He also wasn’t the best looking in his opinion and he was not one to warm up to people easily, always keeping a cool demeanor and trying not to get too close. But honestly, that getting too close part was already a long lost cause with you and he was awfully aware of that.

Oh come on you know I just say that to tease you. No hard feelings. Kuina said with an eye roll. I am checking up on Y/N. We’ll meet you at the announcement. Kuina said and left downstairs to find you.

You woke up with a firm knock on your door. You opened your eyes with a groan and blinked at your alarm clock. It was 6pm and the game announcement would start in 30 minutes. You let out a big yawn and stretched yourself a bit with the knocking never stopping.

Just come in! It’s not like the door would be locked anyways. You said in an annoyed tone, expecting either Kuina or Chishiya being the one to wake you up for game night. As the door opened with a crack your expectation turned out to be true as a girl with dread locks and a blue swimsuit entered your room.

Hey sleeping beauty it’s time to wake up for some game action. She teased with the plastic tool in her mouth.

You sighed loudly, curling up in your bed again. I swear to god, if I get in a hearts game again tonight I would probably voluntarily die. You whispered defeatedly.

I know at least one person who wouldn’t like that very much. Kuina answered, plopping down next to you on your bed. And it’s not me. She added with raised eyebrows and a shake of her head.

Thanks. You answered sarcastically, not changing your position. Kuina sighed. Don’t you think it’s time to put the cards on the table? She asked, continuing to chew on her plastic stick.

Really bad pun. Really bad. But honestly I don’t see the point. He doesn’t feel the same for me so it will just become all awkward until one day one of us miserably dies. You explained in a montone voice. Confessing to Chishiya was a thing you have thought about many times, but no matter which scenario you played in your head, the outcome always was the same. You weren’t good at reading people. You were a rational person, depending on logic and knowledge. And Chishiya wasn’t a guy to send obvious signals either so you just had to assume that he had no interest in you.

Why would he ever want me. I am nothing special, I am literally just average at everything. What you didn’t know was that this was exactly what Chishiya admired you for. You didn’t only have one suit you were excelling at. You were good at everything. And it was obvious to him that you weren’t just average every suit either, with you having no problem with even clearing high number games.

Hm I wouldn’t be so sure about that. Kuina said with a smirk on her face but not saying anything either at first. In the end it would be up to either one of you to make the first step. But a little help wouldn’t do any damage. What if you knew he was feeling the same for you? She asked with a curious tone. You looked at her in confusion, not sure if this was a completely hypothetical question or if she was trying to get at something. Hm... not sure. I guess I wouldn’t be scared anymore to take the first step.

You finally got ready and made your way down to the lobby together with Kuina. You were looking out for the third in your group and as soon as you spotted the grey hair you informed your friend. Chishiya is over there.You said to her and you both made your way over to him. You gave him a friendly smile which he returned.

Ready for the game? He asked casually.

As ready as I could be. You answered earning a chuckle from him.

Kuina on your right side suddenly started to shift closer to you as the room was becoming more packed, which automatically resulted you also shifting closer to Chishiya. Suddenly you felt the back of his hand touch yours and out of surprise you held your breath for a moment. The unfamiliar warmth of his hand left you in a shock and you were unsure what to do. This was probably the first time you had skin contact with him. To your disbelief he didn’t remove his hand immediately either but he also didn’t seem fazed at all. Maybe he didn’t even realize or didn’t give much thought to it. For you on the other hand, it was small moments like this that made your heart skip a beat.

Before you could think any more about it, Hatter started his speech, explaining where the games were located and who was going where. As it happened often, Kuina and Chishiya were in one group while you were sent to another location. As every night, it was time to say bye to your friends, which you might never see again.

Try not to die doll-face. Chishiya said to you and you were sure you could see a glimpse of concern in his eyes. Not to mention how the pet-name made you all giddy inside.

Kuina just rolled her eyes at the interaction and took her leave. I’ll see you after the game. She said looking back at you and you just waved at her. Yes, you will see them after the game, all safe and sound.

After the game you rode the car back to the beach with the other people that had survived from your game. It was a pretty chill evening, a 2 of spades and even though you weren’t a big fan of exercising you cleared the game easily. Back at the beach you met Kuina in the lobby, the sport where the 3 of you usually met up after every game.

Hey. Good to see you haven’t died for another night. You chuckled, Kuina and Chishiya being in the same group usually gave you some reassurance that neither of them would die. Of course, if it was necessary they would kill each other without a second thought, but besides that they usually had each other’s back. Kuina gave you a grin. Well, it was only a 4 of Diamonds. I’ve had worse evenings. She said with a shrug. You looked around expecting to see Chishiya somewhere nearby but… to your surprise he didn’t seem to be around.

Wait… but where is Chishiya? You asked Kuina with a slight remark of concern in your voice. She again shrugged. I am not sure. Shortly before we left they sent him to another location than mine. I think our cars were full and the other group had a spot left. She explained while chewing on her nicotine substitute.You nodded in understanding, telling yourself that it will be only a matter of minutes and he will come through the door to tell you how bored he was and how stupid the other gamers were.

But the minutes passed by, cars and cars arrived with tons of people but you weren’t able to make out the white-haired male. After 30 minutes you started to panic. You felt your heart beating inside your chest like it had never before, your breath became shorter and shorter and the tears made their way out of your eyes. Was he dead? Did he seriously die in tonight’s game? Kuina saw your feelings were getting the best of you so she took you into her arms and started patting your back. Shh it will be okay. He will be fine. You’ll be fine. She took you up to the rooftop, away from everyone who was watching and tried to calm you down for something that felt like an eternity. Then you both heard footsteps approaching

Puh…. That was a long ass ride. First, I got myself into an 8 of spades game and then they even made me walk back all the way because one of the cars broke down. I think tonight even I can take a drink.You heard a familiar voice saying behind you while you were still curled up and sobbing into Kuina’s shoulder. Your crying stopped abruptly as you turned around in Kuina’s arms and saw a blurred figure, only being able to make out strands of grey hair and a white sweater.

Chishiya? You asked with a shaky voice, not sure if this was a hallucination, a wish-thinking, some coping mechanism that made you see things.

He chuckled. Of course, who else did you expect up here? He said as he walked closer. When you finally came into his sight, he was able to recognize the pitiful state you were in due to his long absence. The grin immediately fell from his face as he realized you were crying and he quickly closed his hands around your face.

Kuina as the perfect cupid started to read the situation quickly and slowly and quietly took her leave. Of course, she was relieved beyond words as well that her friend indeed has survived today’s game, but this was also the perfect moment for the both of you to finally put your feelings on the table and end a long series of misery and nerve-straining for Kuina.

What happened? Why are you crying doll-face? He asked with this genuine concern in his voice that he probably could never show for anyone else in this fucked up world.

First, you melted into his touch, savoring every single second you got to be this close to him, feeling the warmth of his body so close to yours and the gentle strokes his thumbs were drawing on your cheeks. But then you remembered again how he just didn’t show up after the game and the feeling of being left behind in this cruel world without him creeped back into your mind. With both fists you pushed against his chest causing him to stumble back a few steps, leaving a stunned expression on his face.

I am sorry if I got too close to you- he started rambling but you were quick to interrupt him with a broken voice.

Did you know how worried I was about you? Did you even think about how I would feel like when I come back and you are not there? I waited for almost an hour and you were just not showing up! I thought you were dead for god’s sake! You screamed at him crying into your sleeves.

Unsure what to do Chishiya buried his hands in the pockets of his sweatshirt. He wasn’t sure what to say. Your gesture just a second ago clearly showed him you weren’t interested in his touches but he also couldn’t understand why you were so upset about the thought of him dying.

Y/N I… I’m sorry. I didn’t know you would be so upset about me dying. He admitted quietly, averting his gaze from you. Watching the tears running down your face was a sight he wasn’t able to take, especially when he was the reason for it. He wanted you to smile as often as possible, you deserved to be the happiest person alive… You never knew when your last day would come.

Of course, you wouldn’t understand, because you’re an idiot. Haven’t I been obvious enough ever since I came here? You yelled at him, slowly approaching him again.

That hurt. He surely was not an idiot. He KNEW he wasn’t an idiot, given his IQ was 161. But one thing he was not good with was feelings and… just you. Usually, he was able to read people like an open book. He knew how to manipulate people and how to get them on his side if he needed them. But for you… from the first day you were just… confusing him. With every nice action from you he didn’t know whether it was because you just were a genuine and good person or if you actually took a liking on him.

I… I don’t know. Please tell me what you mean. He let out calmly, not able to read what’s going on in your head even in this situation.

I am in love with you, you idiot! And I thought you were gone before I was able to tell you! You sobbed hard as you hugged yourself, crying even harder. Chishiya was left with a shock from your confession. Was it really true? You really liked him all along?

After watching you for a few seconds, unable to move, he finally closed the remaining distance between the both of you and embraced you, pushing your face gently on his shoulder with his right hand resting on the back of your head so you could cry on his sweater. He deeply exhaled, not realizing he was holding his breath this whole time. He gently kissed your cheek and whispered in your ear. I love you too. I am sorry I wasn’t able to tell you that earlier.

Why not? Why didn’t you tell me? All this time I just thought you didn’t like me back, that’s why you were ignoring my signs. You explained with a relived tone in your voice.

Well… I just couldn’t believe you would fall for an ugly troll like me. He said with a laugh and for the first time ever there was true emotion, true happiness in his laugh.

Ugly troll? You said in confusion but still weren’t able to hide your grin.

Kuinas words. He laughed.

You looked at him with stern eyes. I think you are beautiful. You said, gently caressing his cheek and you realized his gaze wandered to your lips. And there was nothing in this crazy world that you wanted to do more right now than kissing Shontaru Chishiya. So you leaned in to close the remaining gap between your lips and took a sweet taste of the one thing you have been craving for so long. His lips were softer than expected as you met them with yours, gently moving them against his. His taste was something you could easily get addicted to and the way he held your waist made your knees go weak. When you ran out of breath you pressed your forehead into his looking into his elf-like eyes.

I am glad you are alive. You whispered.