#i have thoughts on how venti's early time shaped how he is as a person. god. guy.

[vv-ispy]

given that Decarabian thought his people were in admiration of him when it was actually in fear can you imagine the amount of thinly veiled plans happening right under his nose as support for the rebellion grew. His people can probably converse with each other like "Good to see you, our most skilled bowman. What a fine day it is today. On a beautiful day such as this, the view from north of the tower is magnificant. If you're lucky, you may even be blessed with a clear glimpse of our god during his morning stroll, through the first tower window" and he'd be like 'they love me so much'

[dkniade]

who was the first genshin character who caught your eye?

Thank you for the question! Since you asked, I’ll talk about how I got attached to some characters I like near the beginning

(slightly suggestive in first bit)

I will be completely honest and say some time before I finally convinced myself to download the game in early 2021, I saw a greyscale fanart of a smug & shirtless Kaeya. So visually speaking, I suppose it was his face that first caught my eye… haha

(I didn’t know his name back then so I described the fanart to a friend who played the game. I must’ve seen a full-colour illust of Kaeya too before that.)

Friend: what colour

Me: blue

Me: uh.. it’s “Kaeya” I think…?

Friend, jokingly: OF COURSE IT’S KAEYA IT’S ALWAYS KAEYA

Still, I didn’t start playing the game back then (I’m the type to do a ton of research on a game to see if it’s worth investing my time into, and even back then the artifact system felt complicated) and only read a few reader inserts of him. And drew fan art.

Shortly after (or before?) I started playing I went onto the Chinese wiki and read his entire backstory since I didn’t have the patience to unlock them by Friendship Level, and here we are. I really started appreciating Kaeya after that, and I think last autumn/winter I thought, “Kaeya was able to succeed and rise to such a high position in the knights despite all the hardships he went through, so I should be hopeful too.”

This piece was from a long time after, when I finally got to Act III of the Prologue. (I was a very casual player. Maybe even back then I had doubts about the game design.) Maybe I was moody when I did the sketch, but it was pretty fun to colour it haha (I’d like to try colouring like this again)

Before I started playing, I was also interested in Venti (because a friend liked him) BUT ALSO because of Circus-P’s Venti fan song “Last Words” (ft. Len Kagamine & Fukase). I thought it told the story in an interesting way. (I’m a VOCALOID fan so I like narrative music videos.) Even cried watching @gierosajie’s fan animatic to the song (wait hold on it’s This Artist I just realized- If you see this, I’d like to say it’s still a wonderful animatic❤️). I must’ve also watched the official cutscene animation “The Boy and the Whirlwind” and thought it was cool too.

But in terms of official character art, I think I was aware of the game around the time the 1.3 first Lantern Rite began, meaning 1.2 was just tying up, and I must’ve come across the key visual of Albedo and thought “I don’t know if that’s a man or a woman but damn their hair looks nice.” Watched the 1.2 trailer and thought Dragonspine looked cool. Eventually I also read his backstory on a wiki and got interested in him.

2.3 dropped and I did his Story Quest near the end of the event, and thought he was very polite and felt the quest was intimate (because of how he showed interest in the Traveler). I didn’t get the chance to personally do the event back then so based on the trailer I had a loose theory Albedo lost control just like how he said he might (at the end of his quest) and the corruption turned his Vision from Geo to Cryo and something about Kaeya’s lineage and Kaeya freaking out that Albedo knows about it, haha.. Eventually I learned of the three Albedos plot and waited for basically a year before watching the play-through itself, and here we are (again).

Inevitably, I find myself intrigued by characters who went through trauma, and how it shapes them in the past and affects them in the future… It’s interesting to see what they’ll do, how far they’ll go forward despite that.

[sakuimpact]

genshin boys: how they express love pt. 1

characters: bennett, albedo, diluc, razor, venti, and kaeya. 

genre: fluff > . <

notes: romantic and/or platonic hcs + scenarios. interpret as you wish! i'll be writing actual one-shots for each of these scenarios when i have the time,,please enjoy !! 

© sakuimpact 2022 

. . .

BENNETT:

bennett is honestly so sweet! i think he would express his love/care for the special people in his life with simple gestures. bennett smiles so much, it’s almost strange not to see the expression on his face. but when he smiles for you, it’s extra special. you don’t let his bad luck scare you away, but you don’t try to shield him from things either b/c you trust that he can handle himself. you approach bennett as an equal (again, not trying to prevent him from going on adventure) and with honesty. you let him know that he doesn’t always need to put up a brave front & force himself to look on the positive side of things.

while you’re walking around mondstadt, bennett might hold your hand too. at first he seemed hesitant, asking if it was okay to do so with his eyes/expression. you didn’t understand at first, asking what was wrong and why he had suddenly gone silent, etc. then he shyly asks aloud ‘is it alright if i hold your hand?’, and you laugh a little in surprise. you nod, and he tentatively took hold of your fingertips at first…before taking a deep breath and actually holding your hand. early morning strolls are the best! 

ALBEDO:

albedo would probably express his feelings through art or writing. he seems quiet and distant on the outside, but he’s actually pretty straightforward abt his feelings. he would express his sentiments in a discreet way, but you would need to pay attention. just because something is subtle, doesn’t mean it’s not there or that it’s not genuine. It’s hard for you to understand albedo’s personality at first, but you can tell that he is an introspective and thoughtful individual. you admire the effort and care he puts into his work.

he also asks you to model for him from time-to-time, citing it as a ‘need for inspiration’. you agree to it, taking a seat in his lab and looking in his direction. albedo seems content painting your portrait and keeps finding excuses to drag out the session so that he can see your face/be with you longer. he hides a small smile behind his easel. did i mention that his voice is very soothing?! lol

DILUC:

diluc is a man of few words, so you treasure the times when he expresses his thoughts and feelings. he doesn’t like to sugarcoat things or say more than necessary. to others, he appears stoic and high strung. you appreciate how much he regards his duties and the fact that he doesn’t try to change himself to fit other people’s standards or explain why he is the way he is. it encourages you to be more bold and take steps toward living authentically.

when confronted by a group of enemies, diluc knows that you are quite capable of holding your own in a fight. he never jumps in front of you, unless you ask for assistance.

on a field close to the winery, diluc occasionally offers tips on combat and battle prowess. the first time you sparred together, diluc abruptly stopped the match. he provided a more efficient way to grip your weapon of choice, carefully resting his hands atop yours to help you grip the hilt. ‘if you hold your sword this way, you won’t tire as easily. trust me.’

RAZOR:

razor values loyalty and sticking with the people he cares about. he does his best to help you out with errands or chores, like shopping for food or watering your houseplants. his demeanor is really soothing and he always tries to give you time to yourself/your own space. 

you like eating meals with him or quietly looking at the different shapes of the moon. you and razor are content and don’t need to say much to affirm how you feel about each other.

VENTI:

venti comes and goes as he pleases, and his carefree behavior irritates you at first. he enjoys spending time with you and expressing his feelings through song/tunes he strums on the lyre (the songs are either extremely romantic or just downright rude and written in the style of an insulting parody designed to tick you off xD).

he likes whispering cheesy verses from love songs in your ear and then running off in the opposite direction while you’re out on dates. oh, oh! and venti likes braiding your hair, maybe the loose strands in the front…or splitting your hair into twintails. people are always asking ‘where did you get your hair done? the braids are so cute!’ venti ends up basking in the praise. ^^)

KAEYA:

kaeya is quite charming and very good with his words–though he is a bit hard to read because of how much he plays off his other emotions. he would probably use terms of endearment or other pet names to refer to you. kaeya would make it a point to spoil you with random gifts you don’t need, but still accept or with other displays of affection. he wants you to be comfortable and well taken care of!

if others who are interested in kaeya state that you are ‘lucky’ to have him (with more than a little hint of jealousy lol), he appears seemingly out of nowhere.

placing an arm around your shoulder, he says ‘actually, i’m the lucky one.’ this earns a gentle smile from you.

[blisschi]

Hiiii! I found ur motherly s/o adorable, may i request something similar to it but its Diluc Zhongli, Kayea and Venti?

Hi! I'm really glad you enjoyed the headcanons with Childe and Xiao! I hope you like those too! (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡

🌸 • With a motherly type of s/o • 🌸

Pairings: Diluc/Zhongli/Kaeya/Venti x GN! Reader

Warnings: None •

Notes: I hope you like it! 💓

• Diluc •

I think that both of you are just made for each other this way! Diluc cares a lot about you and treats you like a treasure, like his family. You, doing completely the same thing - make him feel loved and cared for.

To be honest, he'd love to have someone like this. You'd very much be the mother and lover he always needed.

Even though sometimes he'd get a bit annoyed by you always telling him to dress up warmly and be carefull whenever he's off the winery - he secretly admires that.

You know that Diluc has a lot of work so you'd try to help him out with preparing his favourite dish for breakfast! Even though there's a lot of maids to do it - you just want to be helpful.

He'd feel quite bad that you woke up early only to prepare him something to eat, so of course, he'd do his best to return the favor by preparing you dinner!

Whenever he comes back at night - from his work as darknight hero, you take care of his wounds instantly! Your touch so gentle, he feels like it soothes any pain on spot, always placing a soft kiss on top of every scratch and bruise.

• Zhongli •

Zhongli.. he.. never really got to experience having a mother, right? If so, his memories faded. He finds your behavior pretty calming and admirable.

I don't think Zhongli is a stubborn person, so you wouldn't have to remind him to dress up warmer or be carefull on his way to funeral parlor.. but I feel like sometimes he'd just happen to forget about breakfast. As an archon, he didn't really need food to survive, so eating got completely out of his habits - but now you're here to remind him! He very much appreciates when you prepare him a cute bento box every morning! ♡ (Hu Tao makes fun of it, but finds it completely adorable.)

Honestly, both of you are great parent figures and children in Liyue love to spend their time around you. No matter if it's just Zhongli talking to them, telling them a story that is surely hard to understand by a kid - or just a simple hide and seek game, you offered to play. (Let's not lie to ourselves, Zhongli can't play that at all but he'd try his best!! He'd probably hide behind a tree--)

• Kaeya •

You know Kaeya overworks himself a lot and you're certainly not the happiest because of that reason. He'd often stay overnight in his office because Jean happened to give him a little more work that expected - but who is he to refuse orders from acting grandmaster?

And here you come, bringing him blankets and putting them over his shoulders when he passes out in his chair,, always making sure if he has something to drink on his desk or if he ate enough and isn't hungry.

You'd sometimes try to convince him to go with you for a short walk around the city, always saying that fresh air will help him concentrate better. Even though it doesn't work all the time, he obliges because spending time with you is something he finds the most comforting.

I can imagine you scolding him everytime he teases someone! Of course he'd find it quite adorable and tease you a lot as well, only to see your reactions. Same happens when he drinks a little too much, you're not letting of that case for a week!

• Venti •

Just like with Kaeya, Venti spends a lot at the tavern. You're not the happiest because of it and try to lower his alcohol addiction to bare minimum.

Whenever Venti plays his lyre or sings a song in public, you're the first one to start clapping when he finishes!! You're just so so proud of him and so amazed that the only thing you can do is give him the tightest hug and tell him how much you love him. ♡

He'd often just sings for you though! Sometimes, when both of you are just resting under the tree at Windrise, he lays his head on your lap and while you stroke his hair, he'd sing about how beautiful, how helpful and how important you are to him.

You're a great support. You always listen to his stories, about the past - about his friend. You always manage to cheer him up and put a smile on his face.

(Also a small headcanon I thought of.) You'd often bring him apples cut into bunny shaped pieces,, he finds it super adorable!!

[lynhudsonchase]

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔅𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℌ𝔞𝔯𝔟𝔬𝔯 (A Short Story)

A 3-Part Mini-Series about our fellow Archons from Mondstadt and Liyue!

I love the best friend/brotherly dynamic that these two Archons share. And although we were never really given a scene in the game between the two, I do hope in the future of Genshin Impact that these two would meet and have a conversation together.

Hope you enjoy!

[AO3 Link]

PART 1/3: The Condolence Gift

Zhongli’s POV

A few hours after the events that had happened with the Traveler, the Salt God Archaeologist, and the Fatui Antique Fraud at Guyon Stone Forest, Zhongli returned to Wangsheng Funeral Parlor to retire from a day full of revelation and reminders of the past.

However, upon arriving at his desk, he spotted a gift wrapped in the heinous way possible and a letter placed under it. It was in the shape of a bottle. The brown paper bag hung off a canvas string too short to do a double knot around its neck with the exposed old cork and green bottle peaked through the wrapping. In a moment of contemplating the gift, the Ferrylady walked into the room and grabbed a couple of items off the shelves for the on-going funeral service when she noticed Zhongli eyeing the gift.

"The Traveler passed by here an hour ago before you arrived to drop off the gift, Mr. Zhongli. The floating guide he was with noted that it was from an old friend from Mondstadt, who wanted to offer his condolences." She spoke of note, her hands filled with bottles of perfume and incense as she stepped out of the room.

Zhongli picked up the parcel, slid the brown bag off it with ease, and viewed the bottle's label. From the looks of it, it must've been aged for almost six decades—if Zhongli did his math correctly. Of course, it was Dandelion wine, from the Dawn Winery. Zhongli loved the wine from there. I mean, who doesn't?

He searched around his desk for a bottle opener, finding one on his shelves of antiques and knickknacks. He was slowly reminded of how he came into its possession after a swift exchange with the captain of The Crux Fleet.

He pulled up a small glass as well and took his time to open the bottle, twisting the cork with much precision to avoid shattering the aged cork. With a  'pop, ' he immediately could smell a day in the summer, the fruity and flowery fragrance of the dandelions in spring, beautifully blended into perfection.

He poured himself a glass and swirled it in front of him. He admired the golden liquid as it cascaded against the glass walls and took a sip, enjoying the heat down his throat and the taste of a time where life was easier and quaint.  Ah, Yes, a fulfilling condolence gift indeed.

Zhongli then picked up the envelope that accompanied the gift. He hinted amusement at the amateur looking letter and spotted a hand-drawn windmill in the corner of the envelope. He pulled out the letter, leaned against his desk, and continued his drink.

Dear Old Friend,

It has been a few centuries since we last spoke on a personal note. It was very recently that I heard from a mutual traveler of ours that you go by the name of Zhongli now, and not...well, you have had hundreds of names back then it was hard to catch up. I also wanted to give you this rare vintage wine that I had stashed away, a condolence gift to you.

I thought it was time that I reached out to you again, especially since after my long slumber and decision to allow the City of Freedom to rule without my interventions as their Archon. It was also a good time now to visit the beautiful city of Liyue and what it had become in this day and age.

Our dear friend the Traveler did not note of anything in our earlier conversation of where I could find you in Liyue, but he did say that you'd be the one to find me, and that was better than nothing. I do enjoy the thrill of experiencing the city within its walls and people.

I hope to see you around,

Yours,

Venti

Venti. Indeed, Zhongli was unfamiliar with his new name, how many millennia had passed since he'd spoken to the Anemo Archon, who also had a different name before. Despite their cities being neighbors and well business-trading partners, the Adepti and the Archon of Mondstadt do not share the same relationship. He took another sip of his drink, his thoughts calculated the traveler's words and what he meant with"I'll find him?."

A new day has come to Liyue and Zhongli has decided to spend his morning overlooking the harbor as he used to do when had first decided on his current form, to blend around the locals of Liyue and all of its busyness in the harbor.

He stepped out of the funeral parlor, closed the double doors behind him, and made his way down towards the harbor, overlooking the two towers that serve as the opening arch for incoming trading ships. The smell of trade and business was distinct around him, the Liyue folk shouted orders and commands, and buff laborers passed crates and canvas sacks from trader ships.

In the corner of his eye, he could make out a ship from Snezhnaya, the ship's sail was a violent indigo color and the symbol of the Tsaritsa tainted on it. Fatui laborers could be seen carrying in cargo on board—perhaps an early delivery back to their motherland.

The hustle and bustle of traders around Zhongli provided ease from yesterday's events. He could tell that the people of Liyue had come a long way from the Archon War, having to flee from the Guili Assembly all those millennia ago to establish the mouth of bountiful trade in all of Teyvat. Morax couldn't have earned this city's credit alone, this was all done by the people of Liyue.

His thoughts are suddenly disrupted by the sound of a lyre. An uncommon instrument in Liyue. It was then he noticed a small group gathering nearby the Guesthouse Building. This piqued his interest as he headed towards the small crowd. In the middle of it was a bard in the oddest of green fashion, looking not older than fifteen, playing a slow tune on his lyre.

So this the City of Trade,

What beauty lies in a place so self-made,

Where its people are full of pride

A bard such as I feel so unqualified

to bask in what has come together through time and tide.

Zhongli smiled in amusement at the bard's rhymes, they were not horrible for a child, but they were very rusty for an Archon. The crowd around them also seemed amused. But of course, such amusement had to dissipate when two Millelith guards approached the growing audience.

"Hey! What is all this commotion?" Zhongli watched from the crowd as the bard stopped his playing, looking confused.

"I was just playing with my lyre, humming some lyrics I made up. I didn't even notice the number of people that had formed around me," he defended.

"Hmm. I see." The Millelith spoke, clearly unfazed. "Alright folks, get back to what you were doing. There is no need to start forming a ruckus this early in the morning."

The crowd started to disperse in disappointment, it's not every morning that the people of Liyue get to enjoy the arts during their work hours. Zhongli remained where he stood and watched the guard interrogate the bard.

"And where are your parents? You don't seem to be from around here." The second guard spoke.

"I came here alone." The bard shrugged, "Also, I'm quite older than I look, Mr. Guard, sir."

"Yes, well, we can't have you attracting crowds in the busy harbor. Kids like you always manage to make a mess of things here. Why don't we escort you somewhere less crowded. " The Millelith guard was ready to kick the bard out of Liyue before Zhongli finally intervened.

"The bard is with me. I've been looking around for him. He's an old friend from Mondstadt." The bard looked up at him and tilted his head in registration—obviously perplexed.

"Mr. Zhongli, sir. We highly apologize." The guard released the bard from their hold and saluted the consultant then went on their merry way.

The bard was surprised by how quickly the man in front of him dismissed those guards. He brushed off his clothing and checked if his lyre was okay before looking up once more to speak. A smile finally played on his lips.

"Hello, old friend."

[namuyoung]

caramel macchiato || knj

pairings: namjoon x reader

genre: fluff uwu, barista!namjoon, bookworm!namjoon, university!au, f2l!au

word count: 3k words

desc: what do you do when your usual barista is the person you meet every day at your university?

a/n: helo yes i mad this thing like, out of pure boredom(??), cause like yEa i am just a mess and a bag of anxiety so yeehaw :^) also!! i’m really sorry if it’s sappy and bland cause lit’s my first ff :’D

"hhhhhhh,, i’m so sleepy” you mumble to yourself as you shut your alarm clock off

you took your phone that was charging overnight on your table side to see the time

“08:02 saturday, 22 september 20xx”

seems like you don’t have any classes today

you know what that means

;)

you went to the nearest cafe that was only a few blocks away from where you study

you’re new in your university,

being your first semester here

and you are cool as a cucumber B)

just kidding

you are scared as sHIT--

and you can feel the outstanding weight of anxiety on your back

but you’re lucky that taehyung is in that university

taehyung is your best friend that you met during high school

he’s a good guy and he’s always there for you :D

and you wouldn’t hesitate to hurt anyone who hurts taehyung in anyway  (ง •̀_•́)ง

but anyway

last week you asked taehyung if there was any cool cafes near your university

and taehyung told you a neat cafe that served the best caramel macchiato 

and you loved that shit

and so you arrived in front of the cafe

you pushed open the glass door and you were greeted with the smell of java beans

the smell of coffee made you drowsy and high

or maybe it was the cute barista greeting you ;)

he seemed like a big dork with his turtleneck and square-shaped glasses

but he looks cute anyway

so you went up to the counter and he’s smiling and u swOre u saw a dimple forming on his cheeks

can this guy be any more cute

“hello! welcome to moonchild cafe! what would you-- wait, have we met before?”

the barista suddenly questions you as he focuses at you

wait

he knows you?!

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuCKFUCKFUCK-

is he from your class??

he looks like he takes biology tho

seems like a big nerd so he’s probably a smart guy

“oh, i’m sorry?? but do we go to the same university??” you blurted out of surprise, still puzzled by his sudden question

“that’s it! you’re the new student from chemistry class! y/n, right?” 

oh 

oH THAT’S RIGHT

i mean you were right about one thing

that he was smart

he sat at the very front of the class

and when you entered he smiled at you

so he must be a good guy

“yes, i remember you as well. you sat at the very front of class, didn’t you?”

the barista chuckled as to how you remembered that fact about him out of all the other things

“look, i’d love to talk, but there are other people behind me waiting as well” 

you spoke up and the barista looked at the line of customers behind you

“oH riGht of course! what would you like?” he quickly took out his notepad  and a black sharpie from his apron.

“venti caramel macchiato, two pumps vanilla and a dash of cinnamon. oh! don’t forget the foam and a drizzle of caramel on top!” 

he jotted down your order and told you the price

you payed him and waited at a seat by the glass window

he made your order in such a quick motion without any type of mistake

i mean he has been doing this for so long

it’d be embarrassing if he messed up

he basically had a master degree in making coffee

after a few minutes, your coffee arrived on your table

you took a sip of your caramel macchiato

and holy sHIt-

it was the bomb.com

it’s so good tho???

like the gods of caffeine had blessed your drink

but then u noticed a note on your cup

“kim namjoon, 2nd year. hope to see u at uni! :)”

you can help but chuckle at how adorable this guy was

your cheeks flustered everytime you took a sip of your coffee

...

and now classes are starting

and you are frustrated

and you are tired

philosophy is sO bOriNG thO :’(

not to mention that you have taehyung beside you poking every second you try to focus

you were this close to choking him in the middle of class

but you decided to spare him

and choke him outside of class

“oW hEY i am sOrry okay??? now can u let me go? :((” taehyung pleaded for mercy as u let him go and walked with him to the cafeteria

“i sweAr to gOD if you do that again i WILL cut your dick off >:((” you say as you sigh

“i promise!!” tae answered batting his eyes as innocently as he can

if you have other classes with taehyung you are sure he is definitely paraprosexia to you.

tae may be a morosis at times

but you loved him anyway

cause he bought you lunch!!

as u were both eating together and talking about the classes you guys took, someone caught your attention

you saw namjoon outside the cafeteria under a tree reading a book

seems like he’s reading a book about stephen hawking’s theories

“hey tae, do you know anything that guy over there?” you asked as you pointed towards namjoon’s direction

“oH yea, his name’s kim namjoon. he’s a philomath. all he does is read and does science-y stuff. he always works part time at moonchild cafe.” tae answered while munching down on his lunch.

hm

a philomath huh

he must be a big introvert 

but he’s such an extrovert when he’s working!!

he’s probably a good guy!!

and you’re gonna find out!!

cause now you are right in front of him

he looks away from his book only to see you smiling at him

“y/n!! what bring you here?” namjoon beams up and closes his book

you sat a few inches away from him, hugging your knees to your chest

“i saw you and kinda wanted to talk to you, y’know?” you answered honestly

faint pink tinted visibly on namjoon’s cheeks, feeling touched over your comment

you guys talked for a while until it was time for class :((

but u guys walked together cause you both had chemistry after this!!

:D

so then it became a daily routine for both of you now

going to chemistry class together and sitting next to each other

then every evening you would stop by moonchild cafe to have your regular caramel macchiato order

venti caramel macchiato, two pumps vanilla, a dash cinnamon, foam on top and a drizzle of caramel

sometimes as you do your assignments in the cafe, you would see namjoon sweeping the floors

or even see him interacting so well with the rest of his customers

your hearts goes so s o f t for this guy 

:)))

then after work, namjoon would study with you and even help you with your assignments, especially in chemistry

you even introduced taehyung to namjoon so that they could even hang out and be friends

despite on how different those two were

and you were even acquainted with namjoon’s brother, seokjin :D

seokjin even gave you the nickname pancake

cause you immediately fell in love with seokjin’s pancakes

seokjin owned a restaurant just across the cafe namjoon worked at

so those two would go home together after work hours

you really liked having namjoon around!! :)

...

taehyung and you were watching a movie at his apartment

yalls were watching a horror movie but instead of being afraid, both of you just made fun of every single move the ghost does 

bzz bzz

“hey y/n, isn’t that your phone?” tae said when he saw your phone vibrating on the table

“oh yea, imma go get it real quick” 

you got off the couch and reached your phone

it was a message from namjoon

joonie: hey y/n! are you free tomorrow? 

you: yea! i am, what’s up?

joonie: well, i wanted to go to the art museum with my hyung, but he had to bail on me cause he had to work.

joonie: i was wondering if you’d like to go with me instead?

huh

you’re heart’s beating pretty fast right now

hmm

HOLY SHIII-

“taEHYUNG OH MY GOD” you screamed frantically that scared taehyung to deAth until he fell of the couch

“the hELL Y/N WHAT’S WRONG?!” taehyung said as he got off the floor, walking to your direction

you shoved your phone to taehyung and he read the text message namjoon sent you

.

.

.

taehyung shrugged and started to type out a message

“whaT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING KIM TAEHYUNG” you screeched as you attacked him to get your phone

“i am hELpinG yOu-” taehyung finished typing “-and sent.”

you pushed taehyung on the floor (again) and looked the text taehyung sent at namjoon

you: of course joon! i’d love to go with you! send me the place and i’ll see u there xx

.

.

.

...“taehyung you are fucking dead”

so now you are in front of the place namjoon told you about

you looked at your watch 

10:29

are you too early?

you both promised to see each other at 11:00

yea you are too early

after rummaging your wardrobe for like, almost an hour

you wore a lemon turtleneck and a pair of jeans with matching black boots and sling bag.

you even wore a beret cause you think people at the art museum wears this(??)

dammit y/n you’ve been watching too much dramas

“y/n?” 

you turned around to see

namjoon??

not the nerd namjoon

but the

hot hot namjoon

like 

hot namjoon

he wasn’t even wearing those boxy glasses of his

he’s wearing skinny jeans, a white tank and a red plaid shirt unbuttoned

holy

dear lord do not let any nose bleeding to occur at this very moment

“namjoon?? i almost didn’t notice you there!! gosh you look so,, different” 

admit it hun you are in complete awe

look u can even see a bit of his abs

;)))))

fuCK nO diRTy thOugHTS

“is it a good different or a bad different?” 

u can see that he looks insecure

but he shouldn’t!!

bOi he be looking like a greek g o d

“of course good different!! i think you look great joonie! :D” 

namjoon isn’t sure why but his heart is going doki doki for you ;)))

(spoiler: he likes you)

so you guys spent your day well!!

both of you went in the art museum 

but you didn’t really understand what was so fun???

cause you weren’t much of an artsy person

but you looking at namjoon awing at every painting makes you soft inside <3333

*coughs* i mean he himself is a masterpiece too *coughs*

afterwards,, you guys went for ice cream!!

namjoon bought you mint chocolate even if he didn’t like mint 

but cause he knows you like it so he just has it too!!

(he chugged a couple bottles of water to wash off the toothpaste sensation in his mouth)

some people even mistaken the both of you as a couple

you blushed every time someone makes that comment

namjoon becomes very flustered seeing how red you can be 

hhhhhhhhhh

you two were just adorable :(((((

so you made your way to moonchild cafe

but you don’t see namjoon???

but you ordered your usual anyway

when it was given to you, it didn’t taste the same way namjoon did it for you

you wondered where namjoon went

i mean, he never misses work??? before?????

so you assumed that maybe he wanted to focus for his studies today

so you went to your university

and you saw taehyung

you asked taehyung if he had seen namjoon today

but taehyung only shrugged it off

“nah y/n, i haven’t seen him, what’s up?”

hhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggggggggggggg

something’s not right :((

after philosophy, you went to his usual spot where he reads

just a tree

nothing else

he wasn’t even in chemistry class

ok now you are being paranOid

you tried texting and calling him like a million times

no answer :((

after all your classes you went to moonchild cafe back

still no joonie

you looked at jin’s restaurant

it’s closed

the doors were chained up

you were on your knees in front of jin’s restaurant

without realizing it, tears started forming on your eyes

taehyung’s here comforting you at your apartment

as soon as he finished his phone call with you saying that you needed him, he bought two tubs of mint chocolate ice cream to help cheer you up

taehyung’s hugging you closely and allowing you to cry on his shoulder

“he....he just left tae....i thought we had something tae...” you muttered out, still in disbelief

tae caressed your hair and told you everything will be okay

...

“thank you for buying your coffee here! have a nice day!”

you say as your customer gave you a tip

you decided to work as a barista as your part time job

something about making coffee just makes you feel a bit better about yourself

you were working as a computer programmer as your full time job

but what’s cool about it is that you were able to work at home, and at night

so you can do extra cash in the morning brewing coffee

you as a javaphile just can’t get away from caffiene

the bell rings implying that there is a new customer

you smiled at the customer and kindly asked what he wanted to purchase

...

“venti caramel macchiato, two pumps vanilla, a dash cinnamon and foam on top...”

wait

you recognize this order

he looks up from his cap and opens his mask

“...oh, and don’t forget the caramel drizzle on top, please?”

oh my god

you were completely speechless

“namjoon...”

he could only smile faintly

“are you busy after your shift?” he cooed, awaiting your response

you can’t believe this

there’s so many thing you want to say to him

“oh my god like you disappeared for like 4 years and you never contacted me at all or even tell me anything about it so what the hell was that about and i fell for you for no reason only for you to leave me and shut me out so yes i am free”

“...it’s 4.99$ sir” is what you said instead

“oh, r-right.” namjoon payed his drink and sat at a table a few tables away from the counter

namjoon was devastated that he left you

and now he feels stupid for even showing up

especially since he never told you anything

i guess he was just afraid of being rejected by you

but leaving you felt even worse

when namjoon’s drink arrived, he saw a few scribbles on his cup.

it was your address with a little note you wrote on it

“i’m free after 6, come to my apartment if you want to talk, xx, y/n”

so now namjoon’s in front of your door

“hey y/n it’s me namjoon! haha, you know, the one that left- no wait, that’s stupid” namjoon blabbered at himself

you then open the door of your apartment

“o-oh, hey y/n.” namjoon finally muttered out some words

“hey namjoon. long time no see?”

“oh, hahaHaAH, yeA, right...” 

you allowed namjoon inside your apartment and sat on the couch, you being a few inces away from namjoon

there was a moment of silence between the both of you

the quiet atmosphere is just causing the situation to be more and more awkward

you knew that someone had to break this silence

*deep breaths*

“namjoon-”

“y/n-”

both of you spoke up at the same time

both of you apologized

and you insisted namjoon to start talking first

namjoon took a deep breath and finally started talking

“y/n, first of all, i truly am sorry for disappearing out of the blue. i really wanted to tell you, but i guess i just got scared”

you kept your reaction blank

“i was really afraid if you would’ve hated me if you knew i had to move away. hyung got a promotion to work in the us and he found me a spot for university, so i had to move out.”

“yea, well congrats. i am very mad at you for just disappearing out on me joon. it was great.”

that’s a lie

you don’t want to be mad at him

it hurts you doing so

“i’m really sorry y/n. i thought that maybe not telling you might make it less hurt, but i couldn’t bare the fact that i was far away from you.”

namjoon saw your eyes change

“what do you mean?” you questioned him

“i mean, i can’t help but really like you y/n. the further i was from you made me realize even more that i really like you”

is he for real

he likes you too????

and it took him this long to tell you

“i get it if you still hate me, but i hope that we can still stay as frien-”

his sentence was cut off with your lips on his

his lips were soft and it tasted like the caramel coffee he had earlier today

namjoon was surprised by your action, but he immediately kissed you back, placing his hands on your waist

the kiss was sweet and tender yet needy, as if you guys were yearning this moment for so long

after breathless kisses, you decided to break the kiss

“you have no idea how long i had to wait to hear you say that to me”

namjoon couldn’t hold in his joy and wrapped his arms around you tightly

“i’m so sorry y/n, i won’t leave you now, i promise” he says as he pampers kissed all over you

you accepted his hug and embraced him even more

click!

your apartment door was opened

“hey y/n, i finally bought the groceries that we were supposed to buy this saturda...”

taehyung stopped his sentence as he saw you and namjoon cuddling

“see y/n? i told you he’ll come back for you.” taehyung winked towards namjoon and goes to his room

“wait, what does taehyung mean by that?” you asked namjoon, absentmindedly

namjoon smiled and kissed your forehead

“i had the help of a friend to help me keep track of you, so that i can find you and finally tell you in person”

“tell me what?”

“that i love you.”

[thatwinchesterfever]

Just Another Day (Office AU, Part 1)

Pairing: Dean Smith x Reader (Female)

Summary: The Reader has been Dean Smith’s hardworking assistant for the past few months now and things have been going great. That is until people start dying at Sandover. And what’s with that freakishly tall IT guy that keeps bothering her and talking about ghosts in the elevator? 

Word Count: 2,265

Warning: Language

Author’s Note: Remember the “It’s a Terrible Life” episode? Yeah, this is that. But with the Reader added to the mix and a few things changed. This is only Part 1 so there is definitely more to come! Leave me comments, honest opinions, and a thumbs up if you like anything you read :)

Your day officially started at 5:00. Every single weekday, sometimes on the weekends. It was a uniform schedule really. You would wake up, take a shower, put on your clothes that you pressed and ironed the night before, water your plants, and be out the door by 6.

You always walked to work in the morning. Traffic was too hectic to catch a cab and you also had to make a stop on the way. It was a pain in the ass to make the particular stop but you knew you wouldn’t be able to set foot inside your office without it.

You grumbled every time you opened the door to the Starbucks and would hear the jingling of the bell above your head. It wasn’t that you hated Starbucks, you actually loved it. They made damn good lattes. The problem was the wait. The place always had a line outside the door and it always had 2 or 3 asshole customers. You hated waiting in line as much as the next person but there was no reason to take it out on the staff. That’s why you always tipped and tried to muster up a smile despite how early in the morning it was.

You usually didn’t even have to place an order once you got up to the register. You’ve been there so many times that the staff knew your order by heart. A Venti Café Macchiato with skim milk, an extra shot of espresso, and a whole grain muffin, and a Grande Vanilla Latte with an extra shot of Vanilla with a blueberry muffin.  Your order obviously being the latter. Your boss had a healthier and more refined palate than you did.

Typically, after your Starbucks run, you had a 10-minute walk to the office building. The tricky part was always making sure the Starbucks was still hot once you reached your desk. Your boss hated cold coffee.

The worst was always when the elevator was out of service and you had to climb all the way up to the 12th floor. On those days, you made sure to move quick enough but not fast enough to make you sweat like a pig. You’ll be damned if you ever showed up to work flustered, and unprofessional. And you could only go so fast in heels anyways. But for the most part, the elevator was usually working. And you always arrived at your desk on time. 7:15.

At 7:30 exactly, on the dot, your boss would walk through the glass doors, tapping away on his cell phone in concentration, his workbag hitched on his shoulders.

You gave him a small smile. “Good morning, Mr. Smith.”  

Mr. Smith looked up from his phone and gave you a small nod. “Morning, Y/N.”

You reached for a folder and the newspaper that sat on your desk. “You have a meeting today at 10, an appointment for 1:30, and a phone call conference for 3. I already filed the paperwork for Miller and straightened out the whole Templeton fiasco. Turns out it was a simple case of miscommunication…Oh and your fun fact for today would be that Led Zeppelin were huge Lord of the Rings fans.”

Mr. Smith chuckled while taking the newspaper and folder from your hands.

“Zeppelin? Really? Is that the type of music you think I listen to?”

You shrugged. “Wild guess, maybe? I mean, you don’t listen to the stock market reports on the radio or NPR, right?” Mr. Smith looked down sheepishly at the folder in his hand and began to leaf through the papers.

You let out a laugh. “Oh my gosh! You do!” You noticed the tip of your boss’ ears began to turn red with embarrassment.

“Shouldn’t you be preparing the Johnson file right now?” He grumbled, beginning to walk away from your desk.

“Don’t worry Mr. Smith, your secret’s safe with me. Besides, I think you’re a secret Zeppelin fan at heart.”

He waved you off. “Back to work Ms. Colt.”

“Mr. Smith.” You sang.

Mr. Smith turned around to you once more and you held a Starbucks cup and bag out in front of you with an innocent grin. He shook his head.

“I would sink without you.”

“Indeed.”

You don’t really remember how you stumbled onto Sandover Bridge & Iron Inc. It just sort of happened. One day you just found yourself on the 22th floor of Sandover in Dean Smith’s office. According to your research, he was an up and coming force in the business, with the title of Senior Partner almost in his grasp. All at the ripe age of 30. And he was looking for an assistant. A lot of rumors circulated about Dean Smith. A lot of people said he was a hard-ass, others said he was brutal, and a generous amount said he was a complete asshole. Yet you found yourself at the interview.

When you first strolled into Dean Smith’s office, you thought you were being Punk’d. All you saw was a smoking hot man sitting behind the desk. A sleek suit, soft spikes of sandy blonde hair, golden tan skin, freckles, and piercing green eyes. The guy was fucking gorgeous. You had the sudden urge to pull the man by the tie and let him fuck you into the next week.

You bit the bottom of your lip as Dean Smith began to stare at you critically.

“Ms. Colt?” You nodded and handed him your resume. He motioned for you to take a seat. He never dropped his gaze though. And with one swift motion, he tore your resume in half. You let out a small gasp.

“I don’t really like resumes. They have a lot of words that don’t really mean anything. I’ve had plenty of assistants with an excellent resume and turned out to be complete shit,” He gave you a cold, hard, calculating look. “So why should I hire you?”

So maybe the rumors were true about him. You felt somewhat nervous but the setting felt also… familiar? You couldn’t put your finger on it exactly but everything about being in the office with this man felt familiar and almost second nature.

You realized that the next few sentences would either make or break you. You knew exactly what to say.

“May I ask why your previous assistants aren’t working for you today?” You asked.

Dean Smith let out a snort and gave exasperated sigh. “Well, one never showed up on time, one wasn’t good with deadlines, a few tried to lay one on me or feel me up, another asked me what a memo was, and the last one couldn’t get my coffee order right.”

“Okay, well,” You locked eyes with him and squared your shoulders. “I just moved into town not too long ago, which didn’t really leave me room for a social life therefore I have nothing to do but arrive to work on time, I work 10 times better under deadlines, I’m a classy girl and don’t put out on the first date, a memo can be defined as a written communication or a reminder, and lastly I consider coffee the liquid of life, if someone messed up my coffee order, I would fire them too Mr. Smith.”

The room fell silent for a moment, and Dean Smith stared at you with an unreadable expression. Perhaps you might have fucked this one up.

The corners of his mouth twitched up into a smile and he laughed. “You’re hired.”

That was 2 months and a half ago and somehow you were still his assistant. And you found out for yourself, the rumors were all true.

“I expect you to be on time every single day. I highly recommend you be here before I even arrive. I like to have an itinerary of the day on paper for me before my day starts, I prefer well-written profiles of each client I come into contact with, I eat lunch everyday at 12, and every morning I drink a Venti Café Macchiato with skim milk, an extra shot of espresso with a whole grain muffin.” Mr. Smith rattled off.

You were thankful you remembered to grab your notebook.

“And most importantly, dress professionally. We only perform as good as we dress. And with that being said, you are responsible for some of my home duties as well. Picking and dropping stuff off at the cleaners, making sure my car gets cleaned bi-weekly, the usual.”

You almost wanted to high tail it at the mention of all the work and phone calls you would have to do daily. But you were never one to back down, for anything, or anyone.

“Mr. Smith.” You knocked on his office door lightly.

“Come in.” Mr. Smith had his Bluetooth in and was typing on his computer with speed. You held up a bag and lightly shook it.

“Lunch is served, oh mighty Overlord.” Mr. Smith didn’t bother to look up and continued typing. You began to unload the contents of the bag and place the items on his desk. “You lucked out today, they finally got shipment of that organic dressing crap you always rave about.” Mr. Smith finished typing and finally looked up.

“It’s not crap. It’s healthy. It’s suppose to cleanse your systems but provide nutrients at the same time.”

“Honestly Mr. Smith, this whole cleansing diet thing is just a little bit-“

“A little bit what?”  He asked pulling the Bluetooth out of his ear and placing it on his desk.

“Unnecessary.” You pulled a few napkins out of the bag. “I mean, you’re probably one of the most in shape 30 year-olds I’ve ever known,”

“Because of the cleanse,” He said in a matter-of-factly tone.

“No, before the cleanse. You only started up this stupid cleanse about 3 weeks ago. You were in perfect shape then too.” You were busying yourself with taking the lids off everything, like it was second nature. “I mean when I first walked into your office for an interview, believe me when I say you were in shape, I-“ You paused for a moment and looked towards your boss. He had a slight smirk on his face. Your eyes widened. “Did I just say that out loud?”

Mr. Smith nodded. “Yes you did.” His face danced with amusement.

You started to babble. “I didn’t mean it like that- What I meant to say was- I promise I’m professional- I just was saying how you didn’t need that stupid cleanse- I don’t even know why that slipped out of my mouth- Just forget it. Forget every word I’ve said now. I’m leaving now.” You awkwardly crumbled the bag that the food came in and headed for the door. You could hear laughter coming from the office once you closed the door.

You let out a puff of air as you fell back into your office chair. Those outbursts have been more frequent as of late. And sometimes it would be the weirdest things.  

A few days ago, you found yourself typing the name “Dean Winchester” for your boss’ memo rather than “Smith”. You’ve never even met someone with that last name before.

Then just yesterday, when Mr. Smith dropped off a stack of paper work while you were mindlessly typing on your laptop, you gave him a small “Thanks babe.” Thankfully your boss didn’t seem to notice and said “Welcome.” before walking back to his office. It all seemed too natural. The realization of what you just said didn’t even hit until seconds later. You were horrified. But your boss never mentioned it.

You opened your lunch bag and began eating with a rock station softly playing in the background.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, you always leaves the office with Mr. Smith, prepping him for a meeting of some sort that he always schedules for 6:00. The two of you exit the glass double doors and enter the elevator.

“Don’t forget you’re meeting O’Dell at Fait Avec Amour instead of Swingers tonight, and don’t forget he’s a sucker for white wine,” You said while leafing through a manila folder.

Mr. Smith put down his phone and let out a groan. “White wine? Really?”

You looked up from your files and raised an eyebrow in concern. “Is there a problem?”

“The cleanse only allows room for water and the cleanse itself. Not white wine.” He said massaging his temple.

“Oh my. What it must feel like to be worrisome of drinking top shelf, white wine.”  You deadpanned. Your boss acted like a child at times.

“I don’t pay you for your smart ass remarks you know.” He began to busy himself on his phone again.

“I’m pretty sure payroll does that, Sir.”

Instead of the elevator opening up to the ground level, the door opened to the 12th floor. You looked up to see a guy in a bright yellow shirt, which signaled he was from IT, towering over both you and Mr. Smith. And it was pretty damn hard to tower over Mr. Smith.

His height wasn’t what threw you off though. It was the way he was staring. He was staring at the two of you like he recognized a celebrity or seen a ghost of some sort.

Usually when people realized you were Dean Smith and the assistant, you got the celebrity reaction, but this guy’s stare was different. It was haunting, and knowing.

You quickly dropped your eye contact back to your papers and shifted a little on your feet. Your boss seemed to not notice a thing.

“Do I know you two from somewhere?” A voice filled the elevator. It was the IT guy. Mr. Smith looked up from his phone and you looked up from your papers.

Mr. Smith simply raised an eyebrow at the guy like he had two heads. But you actually stared back. No, you didn’t know him from anywhere. But something about him screamed familiar. Maybe you rode the elevator with him a few times or so. You were about to say just as much until your boss spoke instead.

“No, I don’t think so,” Mr. Smith answered, speaking for the both of you. Like he knew who all of your friends were in the office. You rolled your eyes.

The guy shook his head and scratched the back of his neck. “Sorry man, the two of you just look really familiar.”

The elevator finally dinged and the doors opened at the base level. “Yeah well, save it for the health club, pal.” Mr. Smith said with a bit of snark before exiting the elevator.

You threw the guy an apologetic look before following your boss. You forgot that there was a reason why a lot of people didn’t favor Dean Smith. That part of him always seemed to go away when it was just the two of you. It wasn’t your place to call him out on his behavior though. He was still your boss after all.

“That guy was definitely trying to hit on you. How unprofessional. He’s lucky I don’t know his name or I would report his ass.” Mr. Smith pulled his earpiece out and turned towards you. He sounded genuinely pissed.

“Mr. Smith, I don’t think he was. He seemed actually curious…” Your sentence lingered. You were curious too. The whole exchange seemed a bit weird. “But thank you for defending my honor, Sir.” You giggled and for a quick second, you swore you saw your boss blush.

“Yeah, well- uh, I should get going.” He took the manila folder from your hands and hiked up his messenger bag. “Have to prepare myself for all the wine guzzling tonight,” You laughed at your boss’ face of distaste and he laughed along with you.

“Well don’t get too wasted Mr. Bossman, you’re always a bit more cranky after a night on the town.” You said quickly fixing his tie without a second thought. “I have to now see a woman about your dry cleaning.” You looked up to him with a smile. “See ya.” You waved and started walking the opposite direction of Mr. Smith.

You didn’t want your boss to get the last word in after that particular comment. You loved giving him shit about being a lightweight.

But you did really have to see a lady about dry cleaning. It was one of your many duties as Dean Smith’s assistant. And since it was a Tuesday, you had to make sure Mr. Smith’s car was washed. Then, after the cleaners, you had to color coordinate his outfit for the next day according to a chart you received from his stylist advisor.

You rolled your eyes at that. You wondered if the guy even owned a pair of jeans. If he did, you haven’t seen them yet. You always imagined what your boss would look like with jeans on and a simple Henley. You laughed at the thought.

A Dean Smith who isn’t dressed up isn’t a Dean Smith at all.

By the time you got home it was around 8 pm. That’s the time you always got home. You would cook yourself a quick dinner, take a steaming shower, and read a chapter or two of your book before falling asleep. And It was like that every single weekday.

You should have known something was wrong when you missed your alarm the next morning.

Part 2