#sumeru akademiya

[kohampster]

its still so fucking funny how wanderer went from a feared fatui harbinger who almost became a god to a college student

[rockingbytheseaside]

✦ A Boy Named Heretic

A piece that I had in my mind for a while. This also inspired me to write this small fic of Dottore in his Akademiya days as Zandik.

[poko-no-spoko]

Kaveh rotating, where is he flying? And will he ever stop?

Poor Mehrak—

[silverflqmes]

໒⦂ 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐃 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒.

synopsis. in which you go from utterly despising what you’ve dubbed as your ‘rival’, with every fiber of your being, to loving his stupid ass self.

academic rivals to lovers ( alhaitham’s version )

for @reiqings <3

tw. mildly suggestive, mentions / consumption of alcohol.

alhaitham x gn!reader.

“look at him, sitting all smug with that stupid little book of his.” you grumbled to your best friend, layla, taking a bite out of your pita pocket. “i bet he’s reading smut, i can just feel it.”

“smut?” the female repeated, nestling her head in her arms. “alhaitham-san is super serious about his reading and reputation.. doubt he’s reading that.. sort of content..” she trailed off into a snore and you nearly face palmed. there goes your friend again.

unlike him, sadly layla didn’t share the same major as you, as she was into astrology, rather than languages and writing. so it was only around lunch hour that you could hang out.. although it was more like nap time for her while you sat in silence.

with a huff, not wanting to be shown up, you finished the last of your meal before grabbing the book you’d been reading as of late. if alhaitham could read without it being for an assignment, so could you!

except he didn’t care.

his eyes barely lifted from his novel as he flipped to another page, deeply immersed in the story.. which in turn, frustrated you each time you peeked at him.

what could you do? there had to be something.

and like a metaphoric light bulb flashing, an idea came to mind.

opening your school bag, you reached for your linguistics notebook, recalling the newly assigned homework.

silly alhaitham was busying himself with his dumb little book, blissfully unaware of the homework you had just received. only a good noodle would make it the day it’s assigned — and that.. would be you!

as you buried your nose in your text book and notes, writing the necessary notes for the homework, you failed to notice groan of the chair few tables away.

until the culprit was standing across from you, overshadowing your work with their stature. it didn’t take any guesses to know who it was, but you were a petty shit.

“can i help you, dear alumni?” you asked without lifting your head, words like knives covered in honey. if you had your way, they’d be covered in bees, too. “your breasts are blocking the natural sunlight.”

“are they now? i hadn’t noticed.” the person in question answered, his tone low, yet there was a hint of amusement. “does that mean you were eyeing them each time you glared over at me?” he inquired, and you scoffed.

“me? eyeing your rack? that is preposterous. i would never do something so absurd. you flatter yourself too much, alhaitham-san.” who was he to think so smugly of himself? like you would be staring at that terrifyingly gorgeous physique of his.

but the silver haired male wasn’t buying it, not one bit. “hm, perhaps i do when flattery is in order. maybe next time you should try being more stealthy if you wish to stare.” he advised, turning on his heel with a faint smirk on his lips, knowing precisely how to rile you up.

and it worked like a charm, as your jaw nearly dropped. “flattery is NOT in order and never in a million lifetimes would i be caught red handed staring there of all places!” you blurted, slamming your books shut before dashing past him to your next class.

alhaitham only rolled his eyes, knowing damn well you would tire your legs before even reaching half way. like the turtle and the rabbit, he would come in like the wise turtle to beat the naive little rabbit.

from the lunch table, layla stirred at the sound of the bell, looking around tiredly before blinking. “y/n-chan?”

and alhaitham was correct, once again, for you did tire yourself before even reaching the doorway to your next class.

he passed you wordlessly, an innocent smile on his lips as he took his seat, watching as you dragged yourself into the seat next to him — the only one that remained. how touching.

“not a word.” you hissed to him, fixing your hair up as best as you could before taking out your materials.

the male ignored your comment, shrugging with indifference as he took out his own things.. along with that book of his. just what in the world was he reading that was so much more important than today’s lesson??

as your eyes darted to the book, you noticed it was unguarded while alhaitham reached into his bad for pencils. an opportunity.

with a wicked grin, you reached out for the book, nearly snatching it from alhaitham’s desk.. had it not been for the hand that encased your wrist. foiled again.

“i believe you should ask before taking one’s belongings, wouldn’t you agree, y/n-san?” the dendro user spoke, his words like a chill breeze. it made you shiver as you looked up at him before trailing your eyes to his hand. yeah, yours was going nowhere.

“quick, think of an excuse!” you warned yourself, clearing your throat as you did so. “you think so illy of me, alhaitham-san. i wouldn’t dare take that abstruse book of yours.” you huffed out, snatching your wrist back. “i was waving a fly away like a good classmate of yours! i should have known my actions would always go by unappreciated with you.” you pouted further, turning away from the gray haired swordsman, who only rolled his eyes, as he knew.

“sure, we’ll go with that.” he retorted in his usual monotone, missing the irritation on your visage as he refocused his gaze on the lecturer.

the twin tailed female below averted her gaze from the bickering pair, clearing her throat. “perfect, now that we’re all listening, allow me to commence today’s lecture with returning your test papers to you.” the teacher — faruzan spoke, smiling while half the students groaned. “i will be going over the all the answers, so should there be any mistakes in my corrections, do approach me after i finish.” the anemo user finished, grabbing the stack of sheets off her desk before handing each out.

as she reached where you and alhaitham sat, she sent your a proud grin. “amazing job on last week’s test, y/n-chan! your story was lovely to read!” the professor praised as you took your sheet from her hands, blinking in surprise. a perfect score!

curious, you looked over at alhaitham’s paper, wanting to shove your grade in his face.. only to find he had also gotten a perfect score.. with a bonus point.

you nearly wanted to smack yourself.

“you’re staring again, y/n-san.” the taller mocked, a smug look on his annoyingly attractive face. who made brains and good looks legal, and why did it have to be him?!

you puffed your cheeks out, tearing your eyes away from his paper. “i’m not staring, you’re imagining it with how inflated your ego must be!” you retaliated, folding your arms over your chest as you sank back into your seat.

stupid alhaitham and his stupid games. it’s like he wanted you to taste the bitterness of defeat while he soaked in the sweetness of victory. what an ass.

his only response to your outburst was a hum, and if that didn’t throw you over the edge, you weren’t sure what did.

“him being right, probably.” you answered in your head before muttering a curse under your breath.

just who does he think he is?

“alhaitham-kun, w-would you go out with me??” a female squeaked, holding out an envelope to the haravatat student as she bowed her head.

a confession a second after the bell rang.

you nearly gagged at the sight, wondering to yourself who in their right mind would want to date the likes of him. he was despicable! annoying, and egotistic! there was absolutely nothing attractive about him other than those horrifyingly gorgeous features of his.

and yet.. there was this strange bitterness you felt, as your gaze lingered on the pair longer. you weren’t sure why, but there was this nervous feeling of what he might answer with.

“sorry, but i’ll have to decline. i have my eyes set elsewhere, hope you can understand.” he responded curtly, rising from his seat beside you as he passed the girl to take the stairs.

the poor maiden barely got a word in after his answer as she watched his retreating figure disappear through the doorway, letter still in hand. “he.. didn’t even take it..” she muttered to herself, frozen in place. all eyes were on her, including your own.

somehow you felt this sense of relief, hearing alhaitham say no. and yet.. you couldn’t help but feel for the scholar as you placed a hand on her shoulder. whether to comfort or wake her from her trance, you weren’t sure. but the female lowered her hands, keeping her head down as she descended the stairs before taking off at the doorway.

it stirred something in you other than that strange relief but rightful pity. fear, was it? you weren’t sure why.

though something else boggled your mind impossibly more.. that being alhaitham’s response to her confession.

i have my eyes set elsewhere.

and just where on teyvat was that?

“your rival sounds awful, y/n! breaking the poor heart of a girl..” the blond across from you sighed out, draining his glass of wine. “reminds me of someone i know..”

you nodded vigorously, lowering your glass in front of you. “see what i mean, kaveh gets me! i can’t stand being around that man,” you hissed out, wiping your maroon stained lips. “he’s always reading his dumb book half the time — i don’t get how he scores higher than i do?!” you groaned out, clenching the column of your glass. “it makes no sense!”

“perhaps if i meet this fellow, i can rob him clean of his tcg deck as revenge.” the albino haired male across from you spoke, twirling a card between his middle and index fingers, which drew a low exhale from the male beside him.

“tcg isn’t to be used as gambling material, cyno.”

the male question sunk back in his seat, grumbling. “who put the sigh in cy-no.”

silence.

“moving on..” you cleared your throat before looking down at your watch. “when is this roommate of yours is supposed to arrive, kaveh? he’s awfully late and we’re already on our second glasses..”

“wow, i didn’t picture you as the alcoholic type. perhaps that’s why you stare so often where you’re not supposed to.”

it couldn’t be.

almost instantaneously, you whipped your head around to look up at the newly arrived figure, widening your eyes. “a-alhaitham?!” you blurted before turning to the blond beside you. “you live with him?!”

kaveh sank back in shame, draping a hand over his forehead. “unfortunately.” he muttered back, sending you a glance after a short pause. “you know him?”

“i wish i didn’t.” you grumbled back when alhaitham sat between you both without warning. it irked you greatly as you looked up at him, brows furrowed together. “do. you. mind?! i was in the middle of a conversation!”

alhaitham only glanced down at you, raising a brow. “did you say something?” he asked, lowering his hand from his ear.

“can he not hear?!” you asked yourself, nearly shattering the glass between your hands. “forget i even asked, you’d probably just annoy me more than you have already today!” you fired back, turning away from your classmate.

already?

that piqued kaveh’s interest as he shared a knowing glance with cyno and tighnari before smiling innocently at you. “say, y/n.. you never did tell us who that guy was.”

the color drained from your face almost instantly as that guy.. was right next to you.

“maybe you could de-scribe him to us?” the spantamad major added and his fennec eared friend groaned.

“can we do without the puns for once..”

a wicked snicker. “well that’s no pun.”

“you guys!” kaveh hissed out before turning to you once more. “so who is it, y/n? you can tell us.” he encouraged, grinning brightly.. for someone who held a similar distaste for the male in question.

it left you in a panic, not wanting alhaitham to know you had been blabbering about him in particular. you’d never hear the end of it if he found out!

“i-i need a drink!” you babbled, nearly jumping out of your seat as you rushed over to the tavern bar, face flushed, and not just from your last two glasses of wine.

when the bartender approached, your ordered another glass of wine and water, smiling awkwardly. you probably sounded like a complete mess as your words jumbled out from your nerves. why was alhaitham making you feel so on edge — so.. flustered. was that the word?

“having too much to drink is no good, you know.” speak of the devil.

startled by his presence, you nearly slapped the boy as you tensed beside him. why was he there??

“sneaking up on people is pretty weird, you know.” you retorted, huffing quietly. “this is the third time today.”

alhaitham hummed in amusement. “and you counted each time?”

“i hope kaveh destroys that book of yours..”

“jealous of the attention i give it over you?” he asked and you nearly choked on your breath.

you? jealous of a book? as if!

“and why would i be jealous of an inanimate object, least of all one belonging to yourself.” you countered, scoffing at his words. “that’s completely ridiculously, even more so when it’s coming out of your mouth.”

“then what was that look on your face, earlier today.” he inquired, side eying you. “when that girl confessed.”

look?

you hesitated for a moment, thrown off by the sudden question, but you didn’t back down. “disgust, perhaps. a normal person would be appalled to see someone confess to you of all people. it’s idiotic when you’re more likely to be committed to a library than a significant other.”

the silver haired male hummed again, which annoyed you, but he wasn’t finished. “funny, it looked like envy to me.” he mused, finally turning to face you. “and repose when you heard me reject her.”

archons, his eyes were so striking — so alluring. was this why he never looked you dead on? or paid you any mind, other than some side glances?

it made the beat of your heart quicken with fear, maybe even excitement. wait.. what were you saying? this was alhaitham — your class rival! he was just trying to throw you off your game!

and yet.. why was he suddenly so close to you? so entrancing? was it the alcohol? no.. the alcohol was bringing it out more — the truth, that which you’d been hiding.

“am i making you nervous? or was i correct with my conclusions?” he asked after a period of silence and you gulped. how long had you spaced out for?! speak!

“a-and why should i tell you anything?” you finally voiced, a puny comeback. “thought you had your eyes set elsewhere.” you elaborated, mustering up whatever confidence remained in you.

alhaitham leaned in closer, a prideful smile on his lips. “correct, i’m looking right at them.”

you blinked once and then twice.

there wasn’t anywhere else or anyone else he was looking at.. except for you.

“that..” you stumbled, feeling your face warm up up. “that can’t be right — you’re joking, you have to be.. did kaveh send you over purposefully? i swear to-mmph!”

and just like that, your disbelief was silenced with a surprisingly soft pair of lips as you felt a hand cup your cheek.

“still think i’m joking?”

notes. this was longer than i expected and oml istg it went everywhere.. ANYWAY here you go rei i hope you liked it BAHAHAHA half of this was me clowning around with an old idea i drafted soooooo yeah.. but i hope i did the boobman justice and fulfilled your request<3

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Alternate Arrangements

Synopsis: The Akademiya was overflowing with corruption, it was about time the Scribe inflicted some discipline. ❤︎︎

Characters: Al Haitham x Fem!Sage! Reader.

Warnings: NSFW! [i don’t mind who interacts, as long as you are willing to consume such content.] [Hate sex, degradation, teasing, thigh fucking, vaginal penetration, dacryphillia, sort of sadist al haitham? rough sex.] (づ￣ ³￣)づ

If Al Haitham could depict the Akademiya in a single word, he would call it ludicrous. Foolish in such a way to establish their own reputation and knowledge above the requests and pleads of their people.

He knew that plotting against the Grand Sage will be quite scandalous, especially since he had already become a major suspect through the Akasha terminal he had long ago removed. Though he already had decided on a strategy to obtain just the information he needed.

With such authority as his, Al Haitham faced no trouble into accessing the House of Daena’s offices, simply justifying himself with excuses such as he needed some sort of paperwork, or he had left his journal in the library.

While the intricate architecture was worth admiring, he had more important errands to tend to. An elevator to the headquarters led him into the Grand Sage’s assistant’s quarters, your distracted, conscientious state made it even easier for the Scribe to enter without your notice. How naive.

It was only when Al Haitham cleared his throat huskily did you recognise his presence, abruptly standing up behind the wooden desk. Your attempts to greet him innocently were futile, his taller physique already looming over you with scrutiny.

“Oh, Scribe! What brings you here?” You responded, playfully leaning slightly over the table with your palms to support yourself. He only released a displeased hum, folding his toned arms against his chest. You recall the skeptical Sage express his dislike for Al Haitham, describing him as if he was a threat.

“You should know exactly why i’m here, or has that Sage not warned you lately?” The scholar blandly stated, alert eyes scanning over how you looked up close. That lasciviously short dress accompanied with those enticing tights which stopped mid-thigh fuelled his already present animosity.

You noticed his lingering gaze, feeling more fragile under his sharp criticism. Al Haitham stalked closer to you, obstructing the distance between the two of you. You could only cast your own eyes downwards, until he forced you up to look at him once more.

“I’m not asking for much, inform me of the Akademiya’s plans, my patience wears thinner the longer i look at you.” He threatened again, roughly facing your head towards him. Your lack of response ignited the fury in his usually tranquil mindset as the Scribe pulled you flush against his body.

He clenched his jaw, hands snaking down from your waist to your upper thighs as he lifted the intrusive garment slightly. You let out a breathy whine as he tugged on either sides of your panties. Al Haitham chuckled at your desperately pathetic reaction, further pulling the thin material up to stimulate your clit whilst you continued to gasp softly at the pleasurable friction.

“Appears as if i’ll have to force the answer out of you…” He presumed, continuing to relish in your squeamish protests. “I would of never guessed you were such a slut, is this how you seduce the Grand Sage, with such skimpy outfits?”

You were hasty to shake your head in disagreement, uttering a short objection before he cruelly spanked the plush of your ass, your pained sobs alone spurred his arousal further, feeling the fabric of his pants become more restricted.

Al Haitham groaned quietly at the pretty tears cascading down your sinful features, hopelessly restricting your moans with your hand, it wouldn’t have to be this way, with you squirming as he continued to toy with your clitoris, if you just remained co-operative.

You pleaded the scholar to offer you some sort of release, the constant pulling away of his fingers when your breaths became unstable would drive you insane. He remained unmoved as ever, ignoring your begs alongside enjoying how submissive his supposed superior was just from his strokes.

“Truly negligible, i believe this was your own fault, doll, give me what i want and then i’ll consider giving in.” Al Haitham negotiated, running his index finger over your closed, teary eyes. He waited for your reply, which he knew would eventually come from the sheer desperation you were in.

“They’re…building a new deity-” You choked out, mewling at the sensation of his thick cock in between your thighs. The Scribe began sliding his dick against your soft skin, occasional grunts slipping from his open mouth when you squeezed them around him. Such a delicate, supple body just for him to use.

Once he was content, Al Haitham laid you down onto the desk, discarding the documents he would have to rewrite after. He pulled down the loose neckline of your dress, exposing your tits to him, nipples already perky from arousal. You whined whilst he pinched them, caressing the sensitive tissue.

“Not so shy now are we, princess? See what happens when you’re obedient?” The scholar cooed, finding amusement in your flushed expression, so eagerly attempting to shield your face from him. That, he didn’t like, opting to remove his belt to secure your wrists above your head.

All you could feel was his tip dragging against your pussy, trying hard not to grind your hips on him, you didn’t want to displease him, especially since you were so close to getting what you wanted.

Al Haitham forced your legs open, pushing them towards your chest to get a better view of you. Before unexpectedly thrusting in at an alarming pace, your lewd moans filled the room, pain blending into pleasure as he continued to push in and out of you.

You didn’t know how much longer you could tolerate, the tightness in your core becoming more prominent, clamping down on his cock. He groaned loudly at this, twitching inside of you.

“So this is the only thing you’re good for? Lying here pretty taking all sorts of treatment? It’s hard to believe you’ve done this before with how you’re taking me.” The mixture of praise and defamation contributed to the fluttering in your abdomen, panting out his name over and over as you grew closer to cumming.

Al Haitham wasn’t about to let you get away so easily, he quickly pulled out of you, chasing his own release with his hands as you laid limply, whimpering and rubbing your legs together in frustration as he came all over your stomach, shamelessly moaning audibly to embarrass you.

“Apologies doll, you can’t get what you want so soon, you need to be punished for your initial defiance.” He boldly groaned in your ear, torso against yours, the Scribe smirked at you trying to grind against him, harshly kissing and biting your lip, strong hands beside your head.

How naive you were to not notice he had only started the list of what he would do to you.

[indexvirus]

[nubisaureus]

when you're exhausted from work

how the genshin boys react when you're exhausted from work and neglect yourself

character(s): Alhaitham, Cyno

pairing(s): fem!reader x Alhaitham, Cyno (separately)

content: established relationships, clinginess, exhaustion, attempted k1ll1ng, engagement

a/n: omg I'm simply astonished that my last post got so much attention😭 thank you so so so much😭😭 I'd love to hear what you guys would want to see, so feel free to send asks with requests or let me know your thoughts in comments♡

also definitely not writing this 'cause im exhausted, absolutely not :')

another a/n: forgive me if it's just two characters, but I hope the length makes up for it ♡

not proofread!

as always, enjoy! ♡

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Alhaitham

Alhaitham was not one to get worked up over nothing or to be excessively clingy.

Quite the opposite, in fact. He was the type to avoid any kind of unnecessary drama, and knew when to give other people space, as well as taking his own, prioritizing his peace over everything else.

But there were times when he couldn't just watch, and that was one of them.

You had been stuck at the House of Daena for hours on end as of lately, studying your days away, writing paper after paper, resulting in extreme exhaustion, even forgetting to eat and neglecting yourself at times.

And that's exactly what you were doing at the moment, your back hurting from being hunched for so long on the chairs of the House of Daena.

As you stood up to go fetch another book, one of the Akademiya staff members suddenly came up to you, carrying a scroll with them.

«From the Acting Grand Sage, Miss.»

«Oh. Thank you, I'll check it out right away.» they seemed genuinely grateful for the thanks, and you wondered how presumptuous could some people be to not even thank staff members for their work.

You lightly shook your head, directing your attention to the scroll in your hands, wondering what could your boyfriend possibly want, and how important that had to be for it to be written in an Akademiya scroll and have it delivered by a staff member.

You opened it, and to your surprise there were just a few sentences, which told you to go to his office as soon as possible.

You wondered why, but packed your things and took the elevator.

As it reached its final destination, the elevator announced your arrival with a low ding sound, which caught the attention of Alhaitham's secretary.

«Good morning, Darya.» you greeted her, and were met by her usual annoyed look. She wasn't exactly fond of Alhaitham, nor you, for all that mattered.

«Good morning, [name]. Why are you here?» she asked, and you took a shallow breath. You didn't really like her, but brushed her rude tone off.

«Alhaitham wants to see me.» you simply stated, and she looked at you, not even hiding her disapproval, but ultimately nodded, standing up and accompanying you to his door.

She knocked, and you heard your boyfriend inviting her to come inside.

«Acting Grand Sage, [name] is here. She says you wanted to see her.» Alhaitham nodded, not even looking at her, and gestured for her to go away.

You entered his office, and closed the door behind you.

«Did you want to see me, Acting Grand Sage?»

He looked at you upon hearing that title, causing him to huff loudly.

«What? You're the Acting Grand Sage. That's your role, and we agreed to maintain our roles here, didn't we?» you justified yourself, only for him to raise one of his eyebrows.

«Is the charade over, Miss [name]?» he said, making you want to laugh at him for always being so serious.

You sighed, sitting down on one of the chairs in front of his desk, letting all your stuff fall on the floor, not even caring if the papers scattered around, such it was your exhaustion.

He snorted. «Don't be ridiculous, come over here.» he said, beckoning for you to go sit on his lap.

You gladly took the invitation, and rested your head against his toned chest. He softly stroke your back, using his other free hand to keep you from slipping.

You sighed again, letting all your sore muscles relax in his embrace.

«You're exhausting yourself too much, [name]. You shouldn't spend all of your time studying, or you'll end up sick. I can't bear the thought of you falling sick because of exhaustion and the Akademiya..»

You looked at him, surprised at this sudden show of feelings. Your boyfriend was what people would define "stoic", and to his credit, he was, even if with you he would show his sensitive side more.

Even so, this was a first.

You wanted to cry, because he was right, but you felt like the entire Spantamad Darshan weight rested upon your shoulders, like a boulder that made it impossible for you to breathe.

«[name].» he called, trying to shake you from your negative spiraling, but you barely heard him.

«[Name]!» he called louder this time, getting a reaction out of you.

«What?» you started crying, hiding your face in his chest, and letting him hug you as tight as he could, refusing to let go.

«I'm giving you a two weeks leave, [name].» he declared, getting a shocked gasp from you.

«But..but you can't..!»

«Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm still the Acting Grand Sage, am I not?»

«Yes, but the Spantamad Darshan..» he shut you up with a kiss.

«Fuck them.»

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Cyno

You were running fast. So fast that your lungs were about to explode. But you couldn't stop.

The suspect was about to escape your capture, and, as a member of the Matra, you couldn't let any more people involved with the Canned Knowledge escape capture and conviction.

The suspect was one of the Eremites, which, with his tribe, he had managed to smuggle an enormous quantity of knowledge capsules and sell them to Akademiya scholars.

Since the abandonment of the Akasha system, people were becoming more and more desperate for quick learning: they didn't even remember what it felt like to dip your toes into a subject, to try and fail, and to really exhaust your brain with studying; no, they wanted a quick way to know what they wanted, without putting any effort in.

Hence why you were in such a situation to begin with.

In the last few months more and more cases of canned knowledge leading people to insanity had emerged, forcing the Matra to work even harder to track down whoever was smuggling them into Sumeru City.

The investigation had lasted for at least a month and a half, in which you had been camping in the desert, silently following the tribe, learning their routes and their accomplices.

General Mahamatra Cyno, also your boyfriend, wasn't very fond of you following them around. Not that he didn't trust your abilities, but he knew the extreme lengths you could go to in order to apprehend a suspect. And he knew because he was the one who had taught you them in the first place.

But you were stubborn, so you did it nonetheless.

Today was finally the day you would apprehend them.

«[name].» Cyno called you, distracting you from your schemes.

«Yes, Cyno?» you answered, looking at him. His red eyes looked deep inside yours.

«You will wait for me before starting any operations. You're far too exhausted from following them around all these months.» his demand wasn't up for debate.

«I'm fine Cyno. I swear.» you pledged, trying not to look away from him: you had this bad habit of looking away when telling a lie.

«You're not. I can tell. I know you, angel.»

You sighed. «I am alright, Cyno. Really. If I had any problems, I would tell you. But me and my hydro vision are gonna bring those outlaws to you.»

He sighed in turn, shaking his head.

«Notify me when you're about to apprehend them. I am coming with you, end of discussion. You're dismissed.»

You got out of his office, pissed at him. You would apprehend them without him.

And now, while running for your life, you wished you had listened to Cyno. Your legs were about to give out, and just as you had cornered the head of the tribe, they did.

«Oh, would you look at that. The brave and strong Matra is too tired to get me, huh?» the man towered over you, and you gave him a grim look.

He lifted his scimitar, the sharp edge gleaming with the the harsh desert sun.

«Farewell, Matra scum.» and he struck down.

You closed your eyes, preparing for the end, one last thought going to Cyno, his words ringing in your ears.

«See? I told you.»

Except they weren't in your head, but in your ears.

You could feel it before seeing him: the electricity in the air that made all of your body hair stand up.

The scimitar clashed with Cyno's staff, producing a metallic sound that resonated in the silence of the desert.

«What did I tell you? You shouldn't have gone alone.» he reprimanded you, and you couldn't do anything but agree.

«I'm sorry, General Mahamatra. It won't happen again.» you meekly replied, getting back to your feet.

«Hydro, [name].» he commanded, going full General mode.

You acted fast, using your Hydro vision to create mud, incapacitating the eremite, and rendering him wet.

«I would have brought you to justice..» Cyno started, looking the eremite dead in the eyes. «But no one attempts to kill my queen and lives to tell the tale. Farewell.»

And with a swing of his electrified staff, it was just you and Cyno left.

He rushed to your side, having you lean on him for support.

«What did I tell you, angel? You almost got killed. What would have happened if I hadn't come on time?»

You hugged him tight, and he hugged you back even tighter, as if you were about to disappear at any moment.

«I'm sorry, Cyno. I really am. I exhausted myself because I wanted to prove you and the Matra that I didn't advance in my career just because we're engaged. I should have known better.»

He looked in your eyes, as tears began to slip from yours.

«I don't give a shit what people think of you, and neither should you. They can go fuck themselves, and if any of them has any doubts, I'll gladly arrange a confrontation between you and them, if you wish to prove your worth, or I'll fight them myself, if you so desire. I just want you to be safe and happy, [name].»

You cried your heart out, as he held you close, letting you calm down.

«We're going home now. I am going to take care of you, and you better believe I won't let you get to work until you're no longer exhausted.» he kissed your forehead, and took your hand.

[electromaniac]

Scaramouche (Hat guy) Academia Hcs

Wanderer is enrolled in Vahumana, the Darshan that focuses on aetiology and social sciences. 

Scaramouche is a criminal justice major. (extremely ironic considering his past as the 6th harbinger)

Because of this past, he’d be pretty good at his major, always raising the curve. (people absolutely hate him for that) 

Is the absolute worst partner (no offense to him) He’d silently judge you for the way you work, mentally calling you incompetent, and ultimately does the entire project himself.

He has intense anger issues, but an immense amount of self-control that he has to channel to get through his day.

Personally believes that his major is straightforward, the constant essays nothing compared to the paperwork of his past.

Because of his mindset towards the difficulty of his work, he often gets irritated when his colleagues ask questions he considers stupid.

Treats his time at the academia as a pastime, simply because it’s not complex enough for him to really worry about.

(Critiques and opinions are appreciated, please inform me if I have mischaracterized him in anyway <3)

[artistotel]

fuck it. HOMESTUCK BEAAAAAM

anyway i believe like 2 people will read this but here are my thoughts on classpects and all :3 i got too silly

alhaitham - mage of mind; i figured it would be a good fit with him since its the active knowledge class, one understanding its aspect, and being able to manipulate it (as with knowledge)

kaveh - he was kinda confusing... i was thinking between space (obviously) and light (light of kshahrewar) but ended up going with space in the end; making him maid of space, the active creation class.

cyno - rogue of blood; with rogues being passive stealing class, (kaeya could be thief tho), and blood for familiar relationships

tighnari - sylph of life, healing the aspect and through it, and it made perfect sense, esp with his quest centering around withering zones :P (as im typing this... nahida as sylph of mind, totally)

faruzan - heir of time, being protected by her aspect. tho i could see her as another aspect as well, but i needed a time player

childe - bonus, tho he doesnt belong to the akademiya squad, but i just felt prince of void would be so suitable; prince being the most dangerous player in the game which destroys through its aspect. void obviously being a nod to the abyss. though i could also def see him as a knight. could tsaritsa find a way to cheat sburb and unleash delusional roles tho???? anyway..... also he gets 3 horns. maybe fell into the void before sburb too.

also, i was thinking about archons, and how they would play. maybe they would be cherubs? tsaritsa deciding to doom the session with her harbingers would be rly interesting, betraying other archons. i am thinking witch of heart for her, btw.

as for lands... i didnt give it much thought, aside from kaveh's being maybe "Land of Frogs and Mechanisms", and for faruzan "Land of Winds and Prisms"... alhaitham maybe "Land of Wires and Mirrors", cyno as "Land of Dices and Tombs", tighnari as "Land of Rain and Withering"? anyway lol i doubt anyone actually read all this but thank you if you did :'D

[nutmegnogart]

I couldn't help myself... I absolutely needed to see Cyno in Lisa's vacation outfit~ Alhaitham wanted a peek as well~

[aha-chuu]

That event though,,,,,

So Kaveh wins and refuses the money because of all the baggage attached, which Alhaitham already kinda knew about cos it's the whole reason he's involved. Anyway they're still roommates.

But mostly.

Kaveh takes leftovers home

Alhaitham expects him to do this

All his friends know he keeps talking about Alhaitham

Alhaitham worries too - all that stuff about Kaveh's dad and the guilt comes up and Alhaitham keeps trying to shut it down!

Kaveh thanks Alhaitham!!

Alhaitham is a teasing bastard who wants three thankus, please 🥺

Kaveh invited Alhaitham to dinner too, his treat

Alhaitham got all "uhh yes um yes that no no thanku" babe do you want him to take you on a date. Is that it.

Rn I'm getting a lot more pining vibes from Alhaitham but he's too tsundere to actually get any of it across, plus he quite likes whatever the fuck they have going on rn. Meanwhile Kaveh is trying to fuck off, sort of, except every time his friends ask him if he's okay he doesn't tell them so there's literally no opportunity for him to move out which sounds like he doesn't actually wanna move out tbh.

Like, he gets the prize money and he is a person of integrity so he doesn't take it. But some people characterise Alhaitham as weirdly abusive (which is wrong, just incorrect) but if he were actually like that then Kaveh would be surely desperate enough to take some of the money just to rent a new place?? Or at least take Cyno's money when he first offers, or accept the research funding so he can get more work - but Kaveh isn't desperate at all to leave.

If you read Kaveh's character stories, you know he mostly just feels guilty about putting Alhaitham out. But Alhaitham likes Kaveh living with him!!

They are very much still bickering old married couple who have divorced twice etc, but I do think this event is a stepping stone to a slightly more overtly stable dynamic. Kinda like how Diluc and Kaeya went from outright malice to something more understanding. We'll almost certainly see more Alhaitham in Kaveh's hangout event, so I'm sure more groundwork will be laid there.

Anyway yeah it's good, really very good. Kaveh is a great character on his own but their ship also exists and is very cute - I also am not certain, but to my knowledge they are the ship that has had the most dialogue in game together? Except a few traveller ships but, you know, that's 49.9% Paimon, 0.1% traveller.

I hope you all liked the event too! I wonder if there are secret locations to find everyone in after the fact?

[the-mysterious-human]

Nahida hears Wanderer talking late at night and wonders who he's with but when she checks on him he's reciting his latest essay in his sleep

[chaimaybe]

fontaine is so close now and i hate it i hate it so much. we won't be seeing as much of the sumeru squad anymore and i hate that so much. tell me you are not going to miss the wanderer and nahida dynamic. cyno, tighnari, alhaitham and KAVEH. KAVEH BRO OML. and nilou and collei and layla and candace and dehya and grandma faruzan and all the npcs because sumeru had some really good ones. tell me you dont wanna live with the aranara. tell me you're not gonna miss genshin hogwarts. man.

[prawxd]

Grand sage 3.2

[genshin-squabbles-and-wobbles]

headcanons of them comforting you if you had nightmares? Ayato, dulic, kaeya, and al haitham

Aw man, wish I had some sexy 6ft tall dudes, pushing me into their boobs telling me it's okay while I am having a heart attack about a cupcake eating my ass. OwO Also ran this shit through Grammarly no spelling errors here suckers. HEHEHEHE ~

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Ayato ╔═════ ∘◦ ✾ ◦∘ ══════╗╔═════ ∘◦ ✾ ◦∘ ══════╗

He would bring you water and snacks to help you recover.

You will be feeling your cheeks on his bare chest, assuming he sleeps in a kimono. He would hug you into his bare chest, and snuggle your head.

Ayato would ask you about your nightmares, and he would be patient and listen to you.

He may pull you in between his legs and hug you to calm you down.

If you guys are in the same bed, he would hug you from behind and whisper sweet nothing in your ear, if you are in separate beds and rooms, he would knock and come in and lay next to you until you fall back asleep.

He might even take the next day off to spend the day with you, debating on how bad it is, such as if it's a trauma nightmare, he would spend the day with you, or you can just ask him to. He is a man who spoils the person he likes.

He would rub your back and walk you to the bathroom to wash your face.

"Come now, lay here as much as you desire, I won't leave you, not even for a second."

He would mostly remind you that it is just a nightmare and you don't need to worry because he is there to protect you.

He might also hum while your face is buried in this neck.

He would also stroke your head, and give you forehead kisses.

Overall, he is just really touchy and physical to help comfort you.

Diluc ☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆⌒★⌒☆

Diluc would be more serious, and take you seriously all the way.

"Deep breaths, tell me what's going on. I'm here to listen."

He would mostly say that it's not real and you don’t have to worry about it.

He would cup your face and look you in the eyes, as he talks to you, to calm you down.

He would plant kisses on your cheeks to calm you down.

He would have you on top of him, holding you, to make sure you are okay.

He would also stay up even if you fall asleep, to look after you.

He would 100% massage your arm and squeeze your hand as you talk about your nightmare to him.

He would pull your body close to his and push his hand under your shirt, up your back to rub your back more lovingly.

He would whisper in your ear to help you forget it. "Do you…know that red rock we saw yesterday…I picked it up…I will have it turned into a ring…"

Diluc will try and rationalize it for you, and tell you that it's not real and that it doesn’t make sense. He tries to rely on logic to help ease your nerves and will help you go back to sleep by just holding you close to him.

He is also a little bitchass but that is another story.

Kaeya ༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶༶•┈┈⛧┈

He would very much immediately know that you had a nightmare and even know what you got scared about.

"Ah did you have a nightmare about that scary hilichurl again?" He would laugh and chuckle

He would sit you up in bed, and he would join in. He would put one arm around you and talk to you about how stupid Hilichurls are and how they aren’t any threats.

He would tease you if your nightmare isn’t serious like a trauma one. A trauma one, he would sit and listen and relate with you on the events as well.

His eyepatch is off, so you can see his whole face, as he is being fully comfortable showing you his face.

He would sometimes offer to go on a walk with him to help you forget about it, maybe he will make ice cream for you.

He would bring stuff to show you, such a photo albums and he would use that to distract you. He is more hands on with distracting you.

I can see him letting you wear his pajama shirt or letting you wear something of his for you to feel safe. "Here, wear this earring tonight, it will protect you." He would put it on for you.

He won’t try and get you back to sleep, he would mostly spend an all nighter with you, and watch the sunrise with you through the window. Then sleep all day.

Alhaitham ⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡┈┈⋆⋆┈┈｡ﾟ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ❁ུ۪ ❃ུ۪ ❀ུ۪ ﾟ｡

He would 100% use logic and rationality to debunk your whole ass dream. "What? A slime with sharp teeth? That is biologically impossible, here's why."

He would do methods to help ease your nerves, such as getting you warm milk and telling you that it's known to help.

He would stay by your side quietly for a bit, make deep conversation with you.

He would legit tell you the science behind nightmares and why they shouldn’t be so scary, however, he is also accepting your emotions to it, despite his education night class shit, he makes your emotions feel valid.

He would try and talk about his experiences in Akademiya as a student or scribe.

He would talk about his research and journeys with you, and offer you to join him sometimes.

His hand will mostly be on your leg or knee. He will try and keep his physical comfort touch in the background so you can focus on processing your nightmare.

He would try and help you back to sleep, but if you can’t, he would stay with you quietly. Recommend you books or talk about what he is reading.

He is mostly just going to talk to you, to get your mind off of the nightmare you had, keeping physical touch to a minimum, unless you directly ask him for more.

He would lay with you and tell you sleeping positions to ease your mind or hold your hand under the sheets so you can be at ease.

[kaeya-senpai]

IM SO SORRY THAT I FORGOT ABOUT TUMBLR 😭😭😭😭Have a little art dump