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" EX'S WHO DON'T KNOW HOW TO BE JUST EXS " ft. neuvillette, arlecchino, kaveh, kaeya, diluc, childe, thoma, albedo, & ningguang . .

tags: modern au, lovers to exs to lovers (?), mentions of alcohol, bars or whatever, gender neutral reader, self indulgent writing, writing is not proofread, crack taken seriously, heavily indulgent, started writing at 3am ended at 6:15am (I still wasn't done) so some parts may be rushed, arlecchino's part the kids are implied to be still in elementary school, implied honkai star rail crossover, experimenting with this.

NINGGUANG — " everything reminds me of her "

You slammed your glass on the counter, for dramatic effect, although the only thing that got you was a couple stares from the people seated near you, an annoyed side glance from the bartender, serving drinks across from you, and a mess you'd have to clean up later, as your drink splattered across the granite countertop, leaving droplets of cheap beer in it's wake.

"I hope you know, your paying for the glass if it breaks", Diluc says in response to your mini outbursts, and you groaned in response to his amusement, "everything reminds me of her", you sounded almost pained—almost.

The breakup was mutual for the most part, Ningguang and you have chosen to remain as friends, although that's clearly not working in your favor, here.

Being friends with your ex is . . weird; to say the least . . It's not exactly a friendship is it? you both don't exactly do things friends would do, but you're not exactly a couple either, I mean it wasn't just friendly when she called you a couple nights ago, at 3am, after a particularly bad shift, just to vent about work and ask about your day, and maybe it was in your best interest, for you to not pickup that call, but of course you did, because you'd rather die before you set up healthy boundaries for yourself.

And not to mention the day you tried to 'man-up' and draw a wedge by returning her things, and the things she gave you, because yea doing lunch dates with your ex was not very normal, very single, very independent of you. You came to the very not-so shocking realization, that around half of your shift was bought on Ningguang's paycheck, which honestly meant stupid shit like going through your closet and finding shit that she gave you, because oh it fit your style, and she just happened to think of you, which is so cute, so writing a love letter and mailing it out via a pigeon carrier of her.

It gets worse when you go through your room after having returned her things, and find something else that belonged to her, and now you suddenly have a new reason to meet up with her again, and your meetups never seem to get cut short, because all of a sudden she has all the time in the world now that your broken up but when you guys were together she was busy with work?

It got particularly bad when you woke up, already on the wrong side of the bed this morning and realized the face wash you were using, mid using it was one she recommended to you, stupid shit right? Well this has been happening since the breakup, stupid nonsensical things that are now permanently tied to her in your brain. Like the other day, "sharpies . . she liked sharpies", yeah no shit sherlock, everyone uses sharpies. You had to switch to the off-brand version of your pens because of her.

"everything", you repeat your words to further stress the intensity of your pain, "maybe you just need to close your eyes", Diluc responded without blinking an eye, setting the cleaned class aside, it was early in the afternoon, three hours before happy hour, so there was barely anyone in Angel's Share right now, except a few regulars who come early and leave early, your just the loud as fuck oddball right now commanding way too much attention right now.

Just then your phone rings, which perfect timing to knock you out of your little self-pity fest, "shit I'm late", you mumble, sitting up and packing your bag in lighting speed, "how much do I owe?", you ask Diluc, reaching in your bag for you wallet—the bag Ningguang gave you—the bag that was currently a mess.

"It's fine, it's on the house, consider this as . . consolation, for whatever your going through right now", he said, sarcastically, before taking your glass from in front of you, probably to clean or whatever, you didn't have time though, to hold his tone over his head, "where are you going anyway, in such a hurry?"

You pause for a moment, before replying, "Lunch date, with Ningguang", you swear you heard him sigh before you ran out that door.

NEUVILLETTE — " nothing will happen "

Maybe you hated the rain, or maybe you hated who it reminded you of even more, every single time it rained in Fontaine or in any place for that matter, you were stuck reminiscing about Neuvillette and if he was okay.

And it really wasn't your place to ask if he was okay—at the very least, not any more—but every single time you heard the pitter patter of raindrops, like clockwork you'd get this pressing urge to call him, check in on him, maybe even ask him about his day.

It's not like you both ended on bad terms, in contrast, it was the opposite, the breakup was mutual, somewhat, you both were busy people and at the very end of the day it was very little time you guys truly could spend with each other, maybe it was your schedules keeping you both apart, or maybe you were on a business trip and he was busy with his official duties as a judge or whatever, you guys were just so busy, it felt logical to go about your separate ways before things got too serious and one of you both got hurt.

But that's the thing about breakup's, it would hurt regardless, mutual breakup's much more so, you mean to tell me you loved someone and now your just supposed to get fucking over it, how does that even work!

And it's not like you could avoid him, your mutual social circles, and work circles are so intertwined your bound to see him in official gatherings, and it's always a little awkward having to talk business or casual or whatever with the person who knows more about you then some of your friends do.

Like oh you know my deepest darkest trauma's and what my mother said to me as a child and how it altered my brain chemistry forever, but lets forget all that and talk about how investing now is the best time ever and the current socio-economic state of our country.

And it's always a little bit worse when your both tipsy and saw something because the other will linger on those words for so long, like the other day he told you "I love you, I think I always will", while tipsy, and now your just supposed to sit down here, and just . . forget that?

You sigh, sitting on the couch, as you get ready for another weekend filled with excitement (zoning out on your couch with a glass of wine in hand), when your phone rings, and a name that shouldn't make your heart race as much as it does appears on your screen.

And you really shouldn't pick up the phone call, and you really shouldn't answer, your friends are practically yelling at you in your mind, and you could already picture their reactions but—

"hello?"

God he missed your voice, "Hi, y/n."

There was a pause, and the silence shouldn't feel as deafening as it does, but it causes your stomach to sink, just slightly, "how are you?", you ask just to erase the silence, you hated how awkward this felt.

"I'm good, actually—"

The two of you talked way longer then you should've, maybe even opened up a lot more then what is socially deemed acceptable for ex's, but who cared about what was socially acceptable right now? (spoiler alert, you did), and maybe you shouldn't be dressed up right now, and maybe you shouldn't be waiting for him to pick you up as you guys go on an impromptu dinner date, because, wow how shocking, you both haven't ate dinner yet, clearly this is a perfectly acceptable excuse to go get dinner together.

And clearly nothing will happen afterwards, right?

ARLECCHINO — " stay over? "

The two of you have been to this rodeo before, which in simple terms means you've broken up before—so it's not an entire shock—that your friends aren't taking this shit seriously at all, because yeah, how long is this breakup going to last, the last time you held out for a month and even that was a shock.

Because just as fast as that self respect comes to you, it leaves even faster—straight out the window—at the speed of light even. One day you'll wake up, pissed off at how busy she is, or upset over something she said, because the little voice in your head will over-read something to filth, or maybe a petty fight, and that would lead to you both cutting things off, and then a week after you're returning her calls, that you . . swore you wouldn't pick up. (and why the hell is she calling you anyways? That never ends well)

And maybe yeah you will comply with her "can we talk?" message, and maybe yeah you are going to meet-up with her, despite knowing what's going to happen, and yeah maybe you want that to happen, because your stupid ass did miss the women your supposed to forget.

And it's not like you can cut her off entirely . . no, because (un)fortunately you love those stupid kids of hers, and they love you too, and sometimes they'll steal her phone just too text you, asking you to come over and hang out, because one of them is grounded or whatever such reasoning and you'd be a perfect excuse to go outside. And very rarely, they might say they miss you on a call, and that just makes your heart melt, so obviously yeah your going over, despite your good judgement.

And maybe—just maybe—after the kids fall asleep, you'll linger in the house for too long, and you both might stay up talking or . . whatever, and maybe you'll find an excuse to stay over, and maybe just maybe she'll let you.

KAVEH — un-erasable

Kaveh leans back against his chair, the furnished wood creaking under his body pressure—the ink stained papers scattered across his desk now ignored, it held design plans, notes, and a bunch of other important shit that was due for his class . . . correction overdue now, he had asked for an extension that was drawing way too near for his liking, considering his progress.

His headache threatened to rip his head apart, who knew you could be hungover on wine . . and on the day he ran out of eggs for his hangover cure too . . and pain killers, today just wasn't his day, but when was. (he's being dramatic)

He saw you the other day, and you said hi . . then just ignored him (the audacity), to be fair, he didn't make a move to communicate with you either. That's how interactions have gone since you've broken up, either you both got way too into it or just didn't talk at all, and he preferred the former over the later.

He knows so much about you, little shit not everyone focused on, like your favorite pastries, how you prefer warm foods over cold, stupid stuff like that, which now holds a corner of his brain under hostage . . and now he's just gonna have to forget about that? Click alt + delete on all of that shit, and for what, for a petty breakup?

. . Maybe he should call you.

He shouldn't, his friends would kill him for his lack of self respect, which he lost a long time ago anyways.

DILUC — ' midnight calls '

The two of you have broken things off for some time, so it's been a while, and things have fallen somewhat back into place, over time that is.

The two of you don't really see each other, and you don't drink out or go to bars enough for it to be an excuse just to see him, and he doesn't frequent the places you like going too, for it to be an excuse to see you.

It's rare the two of you see each other, your friends don't mix. You both didn't mix well either, so isn't this just perfect? He's gone, and so are you, practically nonexistent.

And when the two of you do meet . . . it's never, without reason.

Yet, sometimes, you guys will see each other, or maybe call.

Late at night when something personal happens and there's no one else to confide in, he'll call you. Because he trusts you, and you like some idiot will pick up, because you know how much he thought about it, before he made that call.

And when you call, he'll pick up in the first ring. And the two of you will talk, like things were normal.

The two of you understand each other, having known the other for so long, he knows how to read you the best, and you in turn. Like magic almost, he'll call you when your upset, send you a text when you need a distraction, maybe he knew you felt that way, that shit about soul ties or whatever.

And one day, when your friends think you're over it, (you aren't, you met up with Diluc to return his shit, and you just haven't been able to pick your mood up since then.), they'll drag you too angel's share, and you'll see him again.

It's really not their fault, you never got around to mentioning that he sometimes went out of his way to pick up shifts at his winery whenever people took days off.

And maybe you'll see him again, and it wouldn't just be his voice your hearing, or a quick 15 minute meet up to return stuff because phone calls and seeing each other in person, really seeing each other in person is different.

And when you get a little too wasted because you choose to drown your feelings, rather then feel it, he'll offer to drive you home, and maybe you'll open up a little too much on the drive home.

And maybe he'll do the same.

KAEYA — " stuck with you (literally) "

Getting over an ex is hard, like really hard, all those memories and all those shared intimate moments, being vulnerable and shit . . . even harder when you both are still living together, like under the same literal roof.

Welcome to the brilliant shit show of a life that is yours, Kaeya and you broke things off around a week ago, and you still have around a month and a half of your lease left, . . which you both have paid for in advance, and since neither of you are giving that up and letting your payment go to waste (especially in the current housing crisis where finding a new apartment on such short notice is already hell), you're stuck with your ex for another month together.

Shit right?

"Fuck my life", you mumble, as Mona quite literally laughs in your fucking face, as you break things down for her, filling her in on everything.

"Couldn't put up with him for another month and a half?", she says, having the audacity to joke about your terrifying, horror story, worthy of a situation, "No, he's insufferable", you added with another sigh, "I cant even sleep at night, his evil presence keeps me awake at night", you add with another sigh, this time more dramatic then the last.

"Yeah, I bet, he keeps you awake at night", she added taking a sip of her overpriced overly complicated iced coffee order, "fuck you??"

But for all your theatrics, things really weren't much different from when you both were together, which . . lowkey has been pissing you off, why is he so unaffected by all this?, here you Robin's last album on loop in your headphones and he was causally doing work, and reading?? He could read?? (maybe he's unaffected because someone actually replaced Kaeya in his sleep and that's why he's so normal about this, because that's your only logical reasoning.)

And when he's not acting like this is completely normal, he's acting like he did when you guys were together, and maybe that shouldn't make your heart flutter, like how he made you coffee and stuff before he left for his shift the other day, and remembered the make it just how you like it, and yes that is the bare fucking minimum but you were weak, weak and pathetic, your friends would not be proud.

Or maybe he'll say a flirty comment that will have your heart fluttering, and obviously that comes naturally to him, Kaeya is a natural flirt, which pisses you off. Another reason to stay mad at him and not cave under zero pressure.

And sometimes you'll flirt back, and then your friends will shame you with a shame circle.

And then right after that, to add salt into the wound, that man, with the infuriating shit-eating grin will compliment you for something you do, or how you look, and your heart will beat like you just did a 5k, which you should be doing instead of sitting hear falling for just about 0 effort, because this is just naturally coming to him.

You may or may not last the one and a half month, it's truly a challenge you've left up to Celestia, because Archons knows you've caved and given up already.

THOMA — no one knows you've broken up

The two of you broke things off around a month ago . . except, you guys didn't really announce that you guys broke it off, the two of you did mention it, briefly in passing. During conversations when the two of your friends mentioned you both in passing. (did I mention your friend groups are very tied to one another?)

The two of you just didn't want to drag a lot of attention to your relationship being over, and make things awkward for the others . . . which is the excuse and hill you both are choosing to die on, in reality neither of you would like to truly acknowledge that things were over, because admitting it to everyone fully, is like solidifying things were over.

And you both were kind of okay with things right now, not exactly over but not exactly so, as well.

The two of you talk, things are fine, a few passing comments here and there, maybe a few flirty jokes, drunk I miss you's, avoiding eye contact at friendly meet-up's and events.

It was fine, really.

It was the best course of action for you both, he liked staying in one place and you liked travelling, and with no compromise in sight, it just felt okay to break things off, a easy solution, your goals didn't match.

But that didn't really change your feelings for each other, the logical reasoning was to leave, and you both did break things off.

However, when the two of you make eye contact, maybe even those lingering touches, and jokes that seem way too specific to be just a joke . . that you guys share to one another, is this really the outcome you both want?

Maybe not—especially not when, you get a little too happy when someone on the streets assumes your still together . . or the little smile on his face as people question when are you both going to tie the knot.

CHILDE — " lets hit it back for a rerun "

You guys have broken up, totally, officially this time and not just for shits and giggles, and maybe you guys still go out to functions together, and maybe you guys still like to hang around each other, why the hell not, your both great company, and hell, you guys both know each others interests really well, likes and dislikes, it's practically written in the stars or whatever for you guys to hang.

And so what if you guys flirt from time to time, joke about getting back together, and maybe spill a few I miss you's when your almost black out drunk, because that's totally normal, it's like when you get drunk and say "I love you" to your friends—because that's what he is, a friend.

And maybe, it's a little weird for you both to get jealous when someone else hits on either of you guys at the bar, and maybe he did cross a boundary, when he pushed that dude who was getting a little too touchy off of you—and maybe, it was a little far-fetched and totally in violation of your boundaries or whatever to drag you out of there, and tell you . .

"Is that the best you could do?", he mumbled under his breath, as he checked you over, almost like you could've gotten injured, when he's the one who picked a petty fight with the guy you were talking too, who yea did get a little handsy, but you weren't stopping him, you would've if he went any further.

"Excuse me?", you reply back in tone, adding snark to your tone, because clearly you needed the upper-hand in this argument, (did I mention he got you kicked out of the bar), "I mean if your going to go after someone, then at least try and pick someone who could one-up me", he says, in tune, his words having a slight edge to it, that just ticked you off, and suddenly you remembered why the two of you broke it off, no one could grind your gears more then the person in front of you.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean", you asked, quieter this time, trying not to press a fight this late into the night, because you weren't gonna be the one who said something they regretted in the morning.

"Plus why were they even hitting on you, when we haven't even gone public about breaking up", he mumbled to himself, completely ignoring your question, "You can't seriously be jealous over this", you asked, "well I'm, what are you gonna do about it?"

"—well", he cut you off before you could finish, and maybe yeah he did kiss you . . . and maybe you kissed him back, what about it.

ALBEDO — resident nonchalant dread-head

Your friends really hated him, and I mean despised him, they called him emotionally unavailable, and their first coarse of action after the breakup was to subtly jab at him in order to make you feel better, which never really worked.

Sure he was a little expressionless, and maybe that was something you liked about him, how difficult it was for other people to get a reaction out of him, because it made you feel all the more better when he did smile at you, or show you a side of himself that others would not see, or have the privilege of knowing. You liked being special, and in a way you were.

Needless to say the breakup broke you up, and it wasn't mutual in the slightest, in fact it was completely out of the blue on your end, and for the first month you were a wreck, I mean you met the guys family for fucks sake, and you still get along with his sister, who hasn't seemed to get the memo about you two being over, Klee is truly an angel (not) and your not breaking the news to her or cancelling the plans you had with her (because who does that to a fucking kid).

But things got weirder over time, to Albedo suddenly crashing in on your playdates with Klee, to getting jealous openly over things like you talking to other men, but it was subtle, so much so if you commented on it you'd sound insane, because like yeah the resident nonchalant dread-head who broke up with you is getting jealous, yea (name), we believe you.

And then that eventually turned into playfully flirting, which boiled over into you both agreeing to be friends, and friends casually hang out all the time right? So you guys started casually hanging out again, and so what if he sometimes got you things that were a little too expensive to be causal friend gifts, and maybe yeah he did pull up to your house with flowers, and maybe yeah you both do go out together, but you guys were still just being friends. (Your not making the first move after getting broken up with first, no this shits on him).

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Still not finished (got overly invested in ningguang)

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📞 — THE SECRETARY

♡. Synopsis : two months ago your roommate and then best friend fucked you over real fucking hard, which landed you not only out of a job but also out of a place to live . . now you're living off of your savings, while job hunting, when a once-in-a lifetime opportunity falls directly into your lap, an offer to work at Le Miel, only your favorite designer brand ever . . now, things are looking up, the question is , , did you read the fine-print? 

tags ; kaveh x reader , modern au , workplace relationships , age-gaps (y/n is older by 5 or so years) , suggestive themes , usage of drugs , power imbalances , semi-slowburn , any content warnings will be provided at the start of the chapter . . .

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y/n pov : 9 am interviews & anxiety

kaveh pov : memoirs of a burned out artist 

y/n pov : cheap wine & doom-scrolling 

dual pov : sketchy contracts & a naïve bitch

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MASTERLIST !!

→ GRIM ACCIDENTLY OUTING YOUR CRUSH <3 ft. the dorm leaders

→ STRAWBERRY CHAPSTICK <3 ft. dorm leaders + grim & ortho

→ A VERY DIASOMNIA CHRISTMAS <3 ft. diasomnia

→ BE MY BURDEN <3 ft. malleus draconia

→ COOKING HAVEN <3 ft. the entire cast

→ I FEEL LOST , SINCE I'VE FOUND YOU <3 ft. multi-characters

→ TO BE LOVED IS TO BE KNOWN <3 ft. malleus draconia + vil schoenheit

→ TELL ME HOW ITS HARD FOR YOU <3 ft. multi-characters

→ SPIKED TONGUE LEONA <3 ft. leona kingscholar

SERIES / SMAU :

Late nights and flashing lights (Vil schoenheit x reader)

For the Record (Cater Diamond x reader)

The Concubine's Game (entire cast x reader)

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LEONA WITH A SPIKED TONGUE — more like a sharp tongue, lions and bigger felines do have sharps spiked tongues. there enjoy my tired 5am bs.

gender neutral reader / semi-edited / suggestive (?)

"Hold still", you mumble under your breath, as the hand that's currently gripping Leona's chin, tilts his head to the side, giving you a better view, and range over his face.

You tighten the hold on the eyeliner and Leona's brows furrow, "I'm fucking, trying too, would ya' stop nagging?", he mumbled back, though his tone fails to convey any sort of resentment . .

He fixes his face soon enough, letting you drag the liner across in one swift moment. He lets the wet ink take a moment to dry and settle, before opening his eyes, he smiles, softer this time—not necessarily a grin, he tilts his head slightly to the side, "how do I look herbivore?"

You blink, shifting back slightly, "decent", you say the words softly, capping the eyeliner shut, and he pouts, the response immediate, that ruffled his furr. He leans in closer, nuzzling into your neck, and then suddenly, you feel something warm, wet, and sharp drag across your skin, "fuck—not this again"

You move away and this time push him off, which was hard to do since he had his arms quite literally around you.

You watch him grin, wide and annoying—made you wanna wipe that shit straight off, "what the fuc—"

He cuts you off though, closing the distance, that sly pain in your ass, you feel it again, warm and soft, tracing the top of your mouth, it was hot—frankly annoying, but who complains about gold in a coal mine, not you.

He bites your bottom lip, hard, intentionally, only to lick off the blood . . . Should've bit off his tongue when you had the chance.

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I finally read your vil smau after months of it being released

Sitting patiently waiting for the new chapter 😋

I have graduation and some uni things to clear up, hence why I've avoided writing but I'll be updating when I can.

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I didn't die, I infact am just a victim of finals approaching, I fear 💔💔💔

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THIS IS SO SWEET, LOVE YOU MAKI/p

Moot appreciation before I go pure work mode for the rest of the year

Mwah mwah!!! Please be with me in spirit moots

You are my inspiration

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— LATE NIGHTS & FLASHING LIGHTS !! episode five : white lies & understanding . . .

♡. Spotify playlist | Updates, every Friday !! — Vil Schoenheit x reader | Dual pov . .

Your face drained of colour, sitting frozen in place as his words repeat in your head like a broken record, "I just don't believe you can act", the words said so casually with a drunken slur, as if he didn't just put down your entire skillset and career all together. Your hands grip the glass tighter, as some form of bitter resentment washes over you—momentarily, but enough to burn—your throat hurts as you let the words of complaint and the slur of insults that you really, really—wanted to hurl die there. 

The discomfort settled into a deafening form of silence among the table—and to think the two of you were getting along moments prior, sharing and recommending drinks . . ‘Way to kill the vibe, Schoenheit.’ 

The two of you didn't speak, seemingly waiting for the other to speak first, weighing down whether talking after that was . . the good idea? . .  There was still some time to cancel the contract right? (There wasn't) . . . the fine wouldn't be that high! (1 million give or take, out of your pocket).

The silence draws on, until Vil takes the hint, letting out a soft—well softer response, "I don't mean to offend you, I'm a little bias that's all", he said, his words no longer having a slight slur to them, the tension must've sobered him up. 

You paused, . . and let out a sigh, then smiled, "You're not good at apologizing, I hope you know that", you pointed out after a while, bringing the glass back to your lips, letting the alcohol burn your throat, melting the anxious bob down back to your stomach, your liver can deal with the problems later. 

Vil blinked, and let out a breath of relief, which he quickly tried covering up with a fake cough, . .  and you're supposedly the bad actor?, "It's not one of my biggest talents", he replied after a while, the words came out slower than expected as he stared down at the table, not quite meeting your eyes, "but I do apologize, it won't happen again." 

"It better not", you said casually, then laughed at his wide-eyed expression, "It's fine, I didn't like you in the camping series either, so I guess we're even?", you say, trying to cheer him up a bit . .  okay maybe you wanted him to feel a little offended as well . . 

“I was a child!”, he retorted back, and you bit back a smile, “Not an excuse Mr. Schoenheit, the ‘great’ actor”, his lips curled upwards just a bit, this time he didn’t really make an attempt to hide it, maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe you both were a little petty in your own right. 

After a while, the two of you were getting back into the rhythm of conversation, talking about some things here and there, and some casual word of the mouth gossip, because you both have an NDA and that shit isn’t getting out anytime soon . .  All the while consuming a little too much alcohol for a small brunch meeting, and you knew you were going to regret it when you got home. 

“Did you know I’m camera shy?”, you said randomly, and Vil looks up at you, eyes half-lidded, holy shit don’t make eye contact, you focus on the wall behind him, and he doesn’t really notice, “Really?” 

You nod, “Yea, terrible, I used to get nauseous every time I was behind a Camera, even for just photos”, he tilts his head slightly in confusion, because yeah, that doesn’t make sense, an A-list actor, whose income is from acting, being camera shy, “Did you get over it? . . because . . “, he gestures to the air, referring to your career, you chuckle and nod, “mhm.”  

“Yea, someone special to me said to start recording little videos for Magiciam, to get over it, so I did . .  just to step out of my comfortzone.” 

“Did it help?” 

“Not even in the slightest.” 

He blinks, and then the two of you chuckle, a drunken slightly slurred laugh. 

“I personally loved being behind the Camera, I felt . . alive every time”, Vil says in response after a while, “Yeah I can tell” . . . “What is that supposed to mean?” 

You avoid the subject, and he eyes you curiously, almost waiting for an answer. 

The evening sun lighting was hitting you in a little too perfect position, you both were seated by a large window, but it hit you at a perfect angle, it’s like those shitty films about the ex dead wife, and the wife is always depicted in that yellow lighting which made her look ethereal? Like nostalgic . .  That being said, you do look pretty . . ethereal . .  and fuck look away. 

Vil faces the other side, as casually as he could muster. 

Which wasn’t casual at all, because he was too tipsy to play it off cool and collected, “You okay?”, you ask, and he grips his fork . . and yea you guys ordered food sometime ago, “Yep”, he says, with a grin, “totally fine.” 

You nod, then a comfortable silence falls over the two of you . . . and suddenly things felt so peaceful, calming almost. 

And maybe this partnership wouldn’t gut him out and make him go mental in the next few months. 

Maybe. 

Okay so now he’s just doubting his own words.

Making eye contact with a drunk Vil sounds like torture im ngl, his eyes are very hot, violet baddies for the win.

This is actually a soft launch into my new smau (Cater diamond x Reader), the first few pictures hint at it, so check out "For the record" if you like this series <3 , they're interconnected.

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— LATE NIGHTS & FLASHING LIGHTS !! ♡. Synopsis : VIL SCHOENHEIT recently signed a contract under Descendant. Inc for his very own late night show, only to find out his co-star and fellow co-host is none other than Y/n L/n, someone he hates despite knowing very little about them and never having met them, previously. Y/N L/N, an actor who made their debut 3 years ago and hasn’t been able to catch a break since, recently decided to sign a deal with Descendants. Inc to host their new late night show “late nights & flashing lights”, as a break from acting . . Only to find out their favorite long-time actor will be co-hosting with them. Tune in every Friday, for a new episode of “late nights & flashing lights” to see if these two hosts can find a peaceful work-bond amidst their judgements . . and quite possibly even love? . .

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— FOR THE RECORD !! ♡. Synopsis : CATER DIAMOND, a world renowned journalist, who previously worked at Steambird but recently decided to resign and move jobs when offered a higher position at "The Rotten Apple" network, one of the most well-known news establishment in all of Twisted Wonderland, only to realize he'd be working hand in hand with y/n. Y/N L/N, who worked really hard, trying to earn their current position at their company, only to find out their (self-proclaimed) biggest rival ever would be working alongside them from now on?, how will these two ex-uni rivals work under these new conditions, and will the tension they left behind in senior year finally break the ice? . . . "For the record, this won't end well."

— What to expect ? ! : Co-workers to lovers, rivals to lovers, genshin crossover, placed in the future (Cater's in his late 20's), slowburn, a lot of undealt tension, fluff & comedy, mutual pinning, teasing, workplace romance, bickering as a form of flirting, petty fighting, mentions/usage of drugs . . . ♡

♡. Spotify playlist | Updates, every Wednesday !! " for those who are still hung up over that one 'what if' "

♡. profiles : our main leads . .

PROLOGUE !!

♡. dream job + shitty coworker ♡. malicious acceptance

COMES OUT : AUGUST 30TH

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[devosin]

muahehehhehe

Here to check in to see how one of my top 10 fav moots is doing

take care of yourself and STICK to a healthy routine gang but much love!

-maki⭐️

Found this again and bro you would not believe, I'm sick again. I use to joke about having the immune system of a victorian child but dawg I might just be becoming one.

[devosin]

Hi! I'm looking for your character introduction for The Concubine Game, but I can't find it, and it's not on the series master list. Did you delete it?

This is the final version of The Concubine's Game's series, so all previous variations and writing I've done on it has been pretty much discarded.

I'm choosing not to proceed with introductions, it's pretty much pointless and hinders my creative progress. It spoils the characters role in the storyline and it lowkey makes me have to have an outline for a character in the storyline, I'd rather form who they're gonna be when I introduce them into the series rather then have a pre-made role and push that in somewhere into the narrative.

It was one of the reasons I had to drop writing the series, because having to assign roles to like over 20 characters before even writing the storyline is HARD dude, this is like so much easier and it flows better cause you get to find out who is who, and what they're roles are alongside y/n! <3

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— LATE NIGHTS & FLASHING LIGHTS !! episode five : white lies & understanding . . .

♡. Spotify playlist | Updates, every Friday !! — Vil Schoenheit x reader | Dual pov . .

Your face drained of colour, sitting frozen in place as his words repeat in your head like a broken record, "I just don't believe you can act", the words said so casually with a drunken slur, as if he didn't just put down your entire skillset and career all together. Your hands grip the glass tighter, as some form of bitter resentment washes over you—momentarily, but enough to burn—your throat hurts as you let the words of complaint and the slur of insults that you really, really—wanted to hurl die there. 

The discomfort settled into a deafening form of silence among the table—and to think the two of you were getting along moments prior, sharing and recommending drinks . . ‘Way to kill the vibe, Schoenheit.’ 

The two of you didn't speak, seemingly waiting for the other to speak first, weighing down whether talking after that was . . the good idea? . .  There was still some time to cancel the contract right? (There wasn't) . . . the fine wouldn't be that high! (1 million give or take, out of your pocket).

The silence draws on, until Vil takes the hint, letting out a soft—well softer response, "I don't mean to offend you, I'm a little bias that's all", he said, his words no longer having a slight slur to them, the tension must've sobered him up. 

You paused, . . and let out a sigh, then smiled, "You're not good at apologizing, I hope you know that", you pointed out after a while, bringing the glass back to your lips, letting the alcohol burn your throat, melting the anxious bob down back to your stomach, your liver can deal with the problems later. 

Vil blinked, and let out a breath of relief, which he quickly tried covering up with a fake cough, . .  and you're supposedly the bad actor?, "It's not one of my biggest talents", he replied after a while, the words came out slower than expected as he stared down at the table, not quite meeting your eyes, "but I do apologize, it won't happen again." 

"It better not", you said casually, then laughed at his wide-eyed expression, "It's fine, I didn't like you in the camping series either, so I guess we're even?", you say, trying to cheer him up a bit . .  okay maybe you wanted him to feel a little offended as well . . 

“I was a child!”, he retorted back, and you bit back a smile, “Not an excuse Mr. Schoenheit, the ‘great’ actor”, his lips curled upwards just a bit, this time he didn’t really make an attempt to hide it, maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe you both were a little petty in your own right. 

After a while, the two of you were getting back into the rhythm of conversation, talking about some things here and there, and some casual word of the mouth gossip, because you both have an NDA and that shit isn’t getting out anytime soon . .  All the while consuming a little too much alcohol for a small brunch meeting, and you knew you were going to regret it when you got home. 

“Did you know I’m camera shy?”, you said randomly, and Vil looks up at you, eyes half-lidded, holy shit don’t make eye contact, you focus on the wall behind him, and he doesn’t really notice, “Really?” 

You nod, “Yea, terrible, I used to get nauseous every time I was behind a Camera, even for just photos”, he tilts his head slightly in confusion, because yeah, that doesn’t make sense, an A-list actor, whose income is from acting, being camera shy, “Did you get over it? . . because . . “, he gestures to the air, referring to your career, you chuckle and nod, “mhm.”  

“Yea, someone special to me said to start recording little videos for Magiciam, to get over it, so I did . .  just to step out of my comfortzone.” 

“Did it help?” 

“Not even in the slightest.” 

He blinks, and then the two of you chuckle, a drunken slightly slurred laugh. 

“I personally loved being behind the Camera, I felt . . alive every time”, Vil says in response after a while, “Yeah I can tell” . . . “What is that supposed to mean?” 

You avoid the subject, and he eyes you curiously, almost waiting for an answer. 

The evening sun lighting was hitting you in a little too perfect position, you both were seated by a large window, but it hit you at a perfect angle, it’s like those shitty films about the ex dead wife, and the wife is always depicted in that yellow lighting which made her look ethereal? Like nostalgic . .  That being said, you do look pretty . . ethereal . .  and fuck look away. 

Vil faces the other side, as casually as he could muster. 

Which wasn’t casual at all, because he was too tipsy to play it off cool and collected, “You okay?”, you ask, and he grips his fork . . and yea you guys ordered food sometime ago, “Yep”, he says, with a grin, “totally fine.” 

You nod, then a comfortable silence falls over the two of you . . . and suddenly things felt so peaceful, calming almost. 

And maybe this partnership wouldn’t gut him out and make him go mental in the next few months. 

Maybe. 

Okay so now he’s just doubting his own words.

Making eye contact with a drunk Vil sounds like torture im ngl, his eyes are very hot, violet baddies for the win.

This is actually a soft launch into my new smau (Cater diamond x Reader), the first few pictures hint at it, so check out "For the record" if you like this series <3 , they're interconnected.

Previous chapter | Masterlist | Next chapter . .

— LATE NIGHTS & FLASHING LIGHTS !! ♡. Synopsis : VIL SCHOENHEIT recently signed a contract under Descendant. Inc for his very own late night show, only to find out his co-star and fellow co-host is none other than Y/n L/n, someone he hates despite knowing very little about them and never having met them, previously. Y/N L/N, an actor who made their debut 3 years ago and hasn’t been able to catch a break since, recently decided to sign a deal with Descendants. Inc to host their new late night show “late nights & flashing lights”, as a break from acting . . Only to find out their favorite long-time actor will be co-hosting with them. Tune in every Friday, for a new episode of “late nights & flashing lights” to see if these two hosts can find a peaceful work-bond amidst their judgements . . and quite possibly even love? . .

♡. Want spoilers ?! . . Join my server . . !! (or to be namedropped <3)

— taglist ♡ ; @well-look-at-this , @honkai-freak , @merviolet-asks, @katzline , @pebble-bb , @meigalaxy , @lordbugs , @crowbird , @yuus3n , @reivelmin , @the-ghost-0f-t0m0 , @eliza-be-t-h , @feverish-dove , @cece-cherries , @frootloopscos , @abell2029cluster , @ephemii , @alienlatteinspace , @frangiipanii , @vamprel , @kittycat246 , @leifsclubroom , @everettelz , @the-dumber-scaramouche , @gl00muraaii , @mysterypotatoink , @illiviestrations , @ddurandals , @savanaclaw1996 , @ariachaos , @a-z-rie-l , @yvessentials , @twistedpink , @mysterypotatoink , @linaaeatsfamilies ,

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— FOR THE RECORD !! ♡. Synopsis : CATER DIAMOND, a world renowned journalist, who previously worked at Steambird but recently decided to resign and move jobs when offered a higher position at "The Rotten Apple" network, one of the most well-known news establishment in all of Twisted Wonderland, only to realize he'd be working hand in hand with y/n. Y/N L/N, who worked really hard, trying to earn their current position at their company, only to find out their (self-proclaimed) biggest rival ever would be working alongside them from now on?, how will these two ex-uni rivals work under these new conditions, and will the tension they left behind in senior year finally break the ice? . . . "For the record, this won't end well."

— What to expect ? ! : Co-workers to lovers, rivals to lovers, genshin crossover, placed in the future (Cater's in his late 20's), slowburn, a lot of undealt tension, fluff & comedy, mutual pinning, teasing, workplace romance, bickering as a form of flirting, petty fighting, mentions/usage of drugs . . . ♡

♡. Spotify playlist | Updates, every Wednesday !! " for those who are still hung up over that one 'what if' "

♡. profiles : our main leads . .

PROLOGUE !!

♡. dream job + shitty coworker ♡. malicious acceptance

COMES OUT : MID JULY

— taglist ♡ ; @honkai-freak , @merviolet-asks , @meigalaxy , @leifsclubroom , @everettelz , @vamprel , @haru-ka09 , @linaaeatsfamilies , @savanaclaw1996 ,

Comment or ask to be on the taglist <3

♡. Want spoilers ?! . . Join my server . . !! (or to be namedropped)

This is placed within the same universe and timeline as Late nights & Flashing lights (Vil Schoenheit x Reader) . .

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