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thelostconsultant · 2 months ago

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I will love you 'til the end

pairing: Mark Webber x Piastri!reader

summary: She's been with Mark for years, they're happy, but life can be cruel sometimes...

note: Based on the poll/idea of @theinsanityclause. Sorry for turning it into something bittersweet.

warnings: terminal illness, age gap

She couldn’t really tell when this thing with Mark had begun. Was it back when she started working for Red Bull? Or was it later, when her little brother joined McLaren? It was hard to tell, but honestly, sometimes she couldn’t even care. They were having fun, enjoying those secret meetings on race weekends, and going off the grid during longer breaks if they had the opportunity. Her family suspected that she had someone, but every time they asked, she rolled her eyes and told them she was chronically single.

There was a twenty-year age gap, but who counted? As long as this worked between them, they couldn’t care less about this little detail. Why they decided to hide from the public was the fact he was Oscar’s manager. Things would surely become awkward if he found out. Her mom? She would probably accept it. But her brother? Not so much. Neither of them wanted to destroy their respective relationships with him, so it was better to stay under the radar for now.

“What’s the deal with you and Mark?” Max asked once he plopped down next to her with a shit-eating grin on his face.

With a sigh, she turned to him, doing her best to give him a disapproving look. “I see what you’re doing, and no, you won’t be free of the social team. We spent an entire week trying to come up with concepts you wouldn’t instantly hate, the least you can do is play nice,” she told him sternly.

But he didn’t seem to be bothered by that, he just waved his hand nonchalantly, then leaned a little closer. “I saw the way you were looking at each other. There must be something.”

“He’s my brother’s manager, we’ve known each other for a long time, that’s all. We get along, just as he gets along with everyone from my family,” she explained with a shrug.

But Max wasn’t convinced, he just rolled his eyes and rested his elbow on the back of the couch as he watched her. “Look, I’m pretty sure he doesn’t look at your family members as if he wanted to devour them on the spot. But when he looks at you? Ooooh, he’s smitten with you.” She hid her face into her hands, letting out a groan as she wondered why the Dutchman had to be so perceptive. “Hey, I’m not telling anyone, I swear.”

She believed him. Sure, Max wasn’t known for being the master of keeping secrets, but as long as no one asked him about her love life, she was safe. And so that’s how he became the only person who knew about the two of them, although they didn’t really talk about it again, but there were teasing looks he shot at her when he saw them talking in the paddock.

On Saturday evening, when she entered her hotel room feeling dead tired, all she wanted was to crawl under the blanket to snuggle up to Mark. They had always gotten key cards to each other’s rooms, so every day they agreed where to meet, and tonight it was her turn to host him for the night. But she was running late, it was way past eleven when she arrived, but he was still up, sitting on the bed as he read something on his phone. The corners of his lips curled into a loving smile when he noticed her, and she didn’t hesitate to kick off her shoes and sit down next to him.

As she placed a kiss on his shoulder, Mark put his phone on the nightstand, then tipped her head back to finally kiss her properly, smiling at the sound of her soft moan as she moved her hand under his shirt, desperate to feel his warm skin under her fingertips. “Long day?” he asked, deliberately planning to make her talk instead of giving her what she’d been craving since their stolen kiss in the paddock earlier that day.

It was frustrating, really, because all she wanted was being tired out in bed so she could sleep well, but now it seemed like she wasn't getting that tonight. “I missed you,” she replied eventually when he pulled away to rest his forehead against hers. “Do you have any idea how much I love you?”

She heard him gulp at this, his breath caught in his throat from the confession. This wasn’t the first time she had said that, and he already told her these words too, but lately it felt different, it was almost painful for him to hear it. It was understandable. With the number of secrets they were keeping growing all the time, it was only a matter of time before he retreated into a shell to protect himself.

“You don't have to say anything, don't feel like I was trying to pressure you,” she said quietly.

But when he looked at her, his hazel eyes taking in every little detail of her face, she understood what this was about, and his next words confirmed her theory. “Every time you say this, it sounds like goodbye. You know how terrified I am of that day,” he told her.

With a sad smile, she moved a little to bury her face into the crook of his neck. “Mark, that day is still far from today. Let's enjoy the time we have, okay? Don't think about this.”

“I'm just not ready to lose you, sweetheart,” he informed her as he pressed a kiss on her head, arms protectively wrapped around her frame.

“Have you showered?” she asked him, a playful gleam in her eyes making it clear that she wanted a little more than just showering together. To her luck, he understood it, so he let her go and moved out of the bed in sync with her. But on the way to the bathroom she intercepted him by putting a hand on his stomach, then reached up to pull down his head for a kiss. “I was beginning to worry you didn’t want me anymore,” she noted as a joke.

Mark’s hand moved from her back to her hips, looking for the hem of her Red Bull shirt to take it off her. A deep growl left his throat when he kissed her again, doing his best to show her just how wrong she was if she assumed he had gotten bored of her. During their years together, sex had never been a problem. In fact, in the beginning that’s what their relationship was based on, emotions only came into the picture after the first half a year or so.

By the time they arrived in Baku two weeks later, things returned to normal, although this was the weekend when they had to be extra careful since her mother was there as well. But it was hard to stay away, especially after the qualifying results and the news of Mark making sure her brother’s contract couldn’t name him the second driver in the team emerging in the media. She was so proud of him for doing everything he could to support Oscar, and in all honesty, she had dozens of ways in her mind to repay for that.

Following that fantastic win on Sunday, the Piastri family had dinner together to celebrate before the team took Oscar away, and of course he invited his manager as well, after all he was like family by now. But their mood was set before they even left her hotel, because Mark could see she wasn’t in the best shape at the moment. She was happy, he could tell, but she said she felt nauseous, which wasn’t ideal before a big family dinner.

This was one of those nights when he had to be extra attentive, making sure she was safe, and he had his doubts about doing this right in front of her family without their secrets being revealed. “Maybe we should cancel,” he noted, his bad feeling making him say it before he could truly think about it. Her brother had just won his second race, this time without team orders casting a shadow on the result, there was no way she would miss this. But he had to try for her sake.

Just as he expected, she shook her head and told him that everything was fine, that she had this under control. She wasn’t convincing at all, but there was nothing he could do apart from being there for her. “You should go first. I’ll probably throw up one last time before heading out,” she told him.

Mark shook his head as he stepped over to her and cupped her face to make her look at him. “You’re not going alone, don’t even think about it. If anyone asks, I was in your hotel to meet someone from Red Bull, and we decided to go together,” he said before giving her a quick kiss. “Or we could just as well say we arrived together because we are dating,” he suggested with a shrug, earning a shocked look from her. “What? Maybe it’s time we tell them the truth. It’s been years, we can’t hide forever. And you know why we should tell them sooner rather than later.”

“Oscar is celebrating today, he’s happy, let’s not ruin this,” she said.

Rolling his eyes, he shook his head a little. “I’m not saying we should make an announcement. I would pick a… more subtle way to let them know. Just dropping hints. Maybe they wouldn’t even notice.”

She leaned forward to bury her face into his chest, arms wrapped around him as she listened to his heartbeat. Maybe he was right. Maybe it truly was time to slowly let this secret come to light. “Okay, you won. Let’s do this your way,” you said with a sigh.

The moment they reached the entrance, Mark reached out to take her hand, lacing their fingers tightly as he navigated through the chatting crowd outside. By the time they were taken to the reserved table, Oscar and their mother were already there, deep in a conversation until they noticed them arriving. Nicole stood up and hugged her daughter as if they hadn’t met a few hours ago, but it was a nice feeling.

But her brother remained seated, his narrowed eyes watching his manager with an inquiring look in them. There was no comment from the older man, so he turned his attention to his sister, who decided to simply ignore him. They started to talk about the race, and it seemed like they would get away with that entrance and the nonchalant touches, but as they were waiting for their desserts, Oscar put up his hand to stop the discussion.

“Okay, what is going on? You arrive together, hand in hand if I’m not mistaken, you are clearly on the same wavelength as you finish each other’s sentences, and don’t even get me started on those meaningful looks you exchange,” he listed.

Their mother’s lips curled into a small smile, causing Oscar to give her a questioning look, as if he was asking why she wasn’t shocked to hear that. “You’re such a smart young man, but you can be so slow sometimes,” was all she said with a laugh before turning to her daughter. “How long has it been going on? I know you were together at the beginning of this year, but… I have a feeling there’s a longer history.”

Mark looked over at his girlfriend, deciding that it would be the best if she handled this conversation for now. It was her family, after all, he didn’t want to get involved unless it became necessary. She seemed taken aback, but after gulping loudly, she nodded. “Yeah, well, it’s been about three years now. Maybe a little more,” she confirmed. “How long have you known? And how did you find out?”

“I’m not stalking you, I promise, but you disappeared in January so I checked your location. Remember? You shared it with me. And I saw you were in Mark’s house for weeks,” she explained.

“I can’t believe it,” Oscar muttered under his breath as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Are you not mad at me?” she asked her mother, once again deciding to ignore her brother.

Nicole shook her head. “No, why would I be? You’re my daughter, if you’re happy, that’s enough for me.”

“Well, not like you cared to ask, but I am not happy,” Oscar interjected with a disapproving look. “Have you considered what you got yourself into? How much older he is? Don’t get me wrong, Mark, you’re in great shape, but what will happen ten or twenty years from now?”

Her eyes softened as she reached out to take the younger Piastri’s hand. “Look, Osc, I know it’s probably a lot to take in, but I love him.” Oscar pulled his hand away and leaned back in the chair, his eyes fixed on her the whole time. “And we don’t need to worry about what will happen decades from now. Hell, there’s no need for a five-year plan either.”

Out of the corner of her eyes she noticed her mother’s surprised look that was soon followed by a logical question. “Are you planning to break up?” she wondered out loud.

There was a heavy sigh before she looked over at Mark, trying to gain some strength from him. When he reached out to take her hand, she took a deep breath and began to explain the situation. “No, not exactly. I’m just… lucky if I’ll have another year. I’m already outliving my doctor’s original prognosis.”

Her mother and brother exchanged confused looks, asking her what doctor she was talking about. So she began to tell them everything she’s been hiding for almost a year, the diagnosis of glioblastoma on the weekend of the Las Vegas grand prix and the treatment that began with the new year, all the critical pieces of information they needed to understand the situation. It hit them hard, she could tell, but since they were in public, they both decided to do their best to keep themselves together.

“I didn’t want to ruin your day, I’m so sorry,” she told Oscar in the end.

He only shook his head, his eyes shining from the tears he could barely hold back at this point. “Just promise to come to the party tonight. I–I want to spend time with my sister while I can, okay?” After she nodded, his eyes turned to Mark. “So… she said her treatment started early this year, and mum said she spent weeks with you in January. Did these happen at the same time?”

“I was by her side the whole time, don’t worry. It was tough, but we got through it,” he assured his protégé.

“But you came to that thing with me, and it took almost a week. Did you leave her alone?”

Shaking his head, Mark let out a quiet laugh. “Well, no, Max was there to entertain her.”

Oscar looked at his sister. “So you told Max, but not us?” he asked incredulously.

She tilted her head to the side as she gave him a look of disappointment. “Trust me, that wasn’t entirely my decision. He was the one who took me to the hospital in Vegas. He didn’t leave my side until we found out what was wrong with me.”

“I’m your brother, you should have asked me to take you.”

Nicole put a hand on his shoulder, probably understanding that it hadn’t been the kind of situation when she could be picky about the driver. “Let’s just be happy she had people looking out for her. And now she has us too,” she said, flashing a warm smile at her daughter.

At the party, Oscar decided not to leave his sister’s side. He even took the time to go out and get some fresh air with her, using this opportunity to talk. He wanted to know why she made her decisions, why she decided to hide her relationship with Mark, why she came to the conclusion that not telling them about her illness was a good idea. This was the first time in a while when they had such an honest conversation. She told him that she didn’t want his focus to shift from racing, and that she believed their mother knowing would have resulted in him finding out as well. In return he admitted that she still wasn’t fully okay with her dating his manager, but he promised to try and be understanding.

They agreed to have a dedicated night on every race weekend when they would just hang out in his room, playing stupid games, eating a lot, and watching TV until they passed out. Oscar would have never admitted it, but ever since he was old enough to remember, he had been clinging to his sister, always begging her to read one more article from his favorite magazine, or to play one more hour with him, or to come see him race to bring him good luck. And she was always there, always supporting and protecting him, even when some stupid kids used his kindness against him.

Long hours later, around three in the morning, she stumbled into Mark’s hotel room, not drunk, just tired, and she was surprised to see him awake at this time. When she sat on the edge of the bed next to him, he was quick to wrap his arms around her, pressing a kiss on her lips as a welcome. After everything that had happened earlier in the day, she couldn’t fight back her tears anymore, so she buried her face into his shoulder and started sobbing. He tried to soothe her, but it took quite a long time for her to calm down.

When she finally stopped crying, he lied down and pulled her down with him, his arms still safely around her as she moved closer to him. “It’s okay, baby,” he whispered to her, happy to hear her breathing slow down, giving away that she finally fell asleep. It didn’t take him long to drift off to sleep himself, moving on to a dream where everything was okay, where he didn’t have to face the harsh reality of losing her one day.

#mark webber x you #mark webber x reader #mark webber #oscar piastri #formula 1 #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #max verstappen

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planetpedri · 9 days ago

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idk if you’re hispanic/latino buttttt i NEED a pedri fic based off the song la santa by bad bunny (if you don’t know spanish you can just translate it and it’ll work jst fine) tyyyy i loveee ur work 🫶🫶

La santa — Pedri Gonzalez.

Pairing: Pedri Gonzalez x Fem!Reader

Summary: You weren’t supposed to fall in love with Pedri, but it happened nonetheless. You knew what you were getting into when it all started and you both knew despite nothing ever going further than casual, you would always come running back.

Word count: 710

Disclaimer/s: Slightly Suggestive (?) , angst

A/N: OOOOH this song is lowk girl i’m nodding my head thank yew. i also really had no clue how to go about this .. i actually hate it so much sorry this was so bummy

Pedri was dressing quickly. Too quickly. You knew you shouldn’t have even proposed the idea of taking the relationship or… whatever you could call it, further. He always got jumpy when you’d ask for him to stay even a few extra minutes.

You leaned back against the headboard, a frown planted tightly against your lips as you watched him zip up his jeans. “Jesus christ, Pedri. It was a simple suggestion! You’re acting like I told you I was pregnant.”

The mans eyes widen as they shoot in your direction, “you aren’t.. pregnant. Right?” That elicited a loud groan from your lips.

“Oh lord.” You rub your temples before looking back to him. He still wore the same expression, nearly making you laugh as you shake your head. “No! I am not.”

“Thank God.” He huffs, reaching for his t-shirt.

You chew on your bottom lip, suddenly annoyed. “You know what? This has to stop. For good.” He continued dressing like you weren’t even speaking, so you add, “I’m serious.”

Pedri sighs, tugging the shirt over his head. “You said that last week, last month, and matter of fact, two days ago. You know damn well it’s not stopping.” His lip twitches at the corners, a smug grin forming ever so slowly.

That just furthered your annoyance because, unfortunately, it was the truth. It also pissed you off because if he’d just take you seriously and stayed away, you wouldn’t crawl back to him every time.

You’d tried to stop sending him that text or responding to his, but you were weak. Your resistance only lasted about five minutes before you caved. You simply couldn’t stay away from Pedri.

“It’s different this time, and you know it! I can’t wait around for you to feel—“

“Woah!” His hands shoot up, stopping you mid sentence. “Don’t finish that sentence.”

Your lips clamp shut and your arms cross over your chest. “Well—“

“Cariño, you know it’ll never be reciprocated. You knew this the second we started the whole thing! Cut the lovey dovey act, I don’t need you doing that because I don’t know how to reciprocate it.” He finishes his rant, running a hand over his face as if the whole conversation was one big inconvenience.

Pedri leaned against the wall a few feet from your bedroom door, antsy for an escape yet also not wanting to leave you pissed off at him.

“This was only meant to be a fun thing.” He adds once the silence became deafening.

Pulling your knees to your chest, you frown. “Why though? Why is it such a terrible concept? You care about a lot of things, a lot of people, why would it be so different?”

His eyes dart to the door, he really needed to get out of here. “You know why. Just.. let’s keep this going and you’ll get over it, no? Why are you trying to mess with something thats fine just as it is?”

You were desperately trying to ignore the way your stomach churned at his words. The more he talked, the more you felt your heart sink. You knew damn well there was no changing Pedri and you most definitely knew better than to even have a sliver of hope.

“You’re right.” You finally force out, “no, yeah. I’m sorry I even thought about it.”

The hurt in your voice was unmistakable. Pedri heard it loud and clear and he almost felt guilty. Almost. But at the end of the day, he’d told you how he felt about relationships at the beginning of it all. He knew and you knew, exactly where he stood.

“I’ll see you when I get back from Sevilla, okay?” Pedri sighs, pushing himself off the wall.

Not daring to look at him, you stay quiet for a moment. A weak attempt at pushing him away, but you were just that. Weak.

“Yeah.” You huff, “make sure you lock the door on the way out.”

Pedri lifts one hand as a parting gesture, but you don’t return it and he leaves anyways. He leaves you feeling like an absolute idiot because you know when you get the text that he’s back in town, you’ll be waiting right where he left you.

likes , comments , and reblog’s are all appreciated. lmk if you’d like to be tagged in any of my fics, specific or all.

DTS , @halfwayhearted , @spidybaby , @gadriezmannsgirl !

#pedri gonzalez #pedri #pedri gonzalez x reader #pedri gonzalez x fem!reader #pedri gonzalez one shot #pedri gonzalez x you #pedri gonzalez imagine #pedri x reader #pedri angst #football #blurb #fc barcelona #fc barcelona fic

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before-it-felt-like-a-sin · 3 months ago

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Need to make out with Natalie to fade into you, like, I’m not letting that travnat breakup claim that song 😡

Like imagine her driving you home from a party and you’re both a little drunk, and you beg her to let you have the aux and she’s like ‘fine fine…’ and you put on that song, and she giggles as you sing along and everything. She then suddenly pulls over just to kiss you, and then that turns to making out… she doesn’t even care that the song is on repeat she’s just so in love :(

(totally wouldn’t mind a mini fic/blurb on this concept…..)

also btw good luck for college!!! you’re gonna do great 💕💕

Fade in to You

Ooooh yes (but I don't condone drunk driving so you're both sober)

Also thank you!! I hope I do lmao <3

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"Nat! Just let me play one song! Just one, I swear, and then we can go back to listening to whatever this shit is," you beg, giving your best puppy eyes. Not that she was paying much attention.

"Fine, okay, whatever. One song. That's it. And my music isn't "shit", by the way." She rolls her eyes, handing her phone out to you. By this point, you've earned the rights to her password, so it's easy to navigate to Spotify and cue up the song you want.

As soon as it starts playing, you begin humming along.

"I wanna hold the hand inside you," you sing softly, reaching out for Nat's hand. You knew it was extremely corny, but you couldn't help it. Not with her.

She rolls her eyes but takes your hand anyways, still keeping her eyes on the road. You keep singing, getting more exaggerated as the song goes on. At this point, you're waiting for her to break and start laughing. What you're not expecting, is for her to pull the car off the road and into a grocery store parking lot.

"Nat-?"

Before you can even finish your sentence, she leans over the center console and kisses you. It's soft and sweet, and after a moment she pulls away to look you in the eyes.

"Fucking idiot," she says, and kisses you again. It starts off like the first, slow and gentle, before she's slipping her tongue into your mouth. It's still sweet, but rougher. More Natalie.

You practically melt, wrapping your arms around the back of her neck as she kisses you. One of her hands cups your cheek as the other one tangles into your hair.

The two of you stay like that for what seems like hours, just lost in each other, until you inevitably have to pull away to breathe.

"So I'm guessing you like my song more than you thought you were going to, huh?"

"Yeah, it was the song that I liked. Nothing else." She buckles back in and starts the car back up before intertwining your fingers again. You just grin stupidly from the passenger seat, and don't make a move to change the song at all.

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mirensiart · 20 days ago

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OOOOH MY GOD

That concept about them feeling pain from a memory of wild’s death (or maybe a death echo? Like how ghosts do.) is so fucked upppp. (I mean this as a compliment)

The first(?) time it happens, they’re probably going to think he’s actively dying, because they just know an injury of that extent is not compatible with life.

OH MY GOD imagine if they were separated when that happened! Or maybe wild gets hit with a relive-your-worst-memory-once curse, and they don’t understand what’s wrong except for wild’s in pain and it feels like he’s dying.

There’s so much potential!!!!

I’m going to be thing about this for weeks. Good work! I love this au!

Wild's memories and how they work with this au is so funny, just make them all suffer I say lmao

I need to think how and when to introduce that and draw it cause like, the people crave wild whump hehehe the bedhead pain I gave him recently is just the beginning

Anyway, thank you!!! I'm glad you like the au!!!

#miry's ask box #lu pain sharing au

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jadehaven · 15 days ago

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A summary of the thoughts as I slowly realized that #Elrondriel would indeed become a thing in the show:

(for context, ROP was my first introduction to LOTR, so this was my perspective as a viewer with no concept of the lore)

Season 1:

Who is this guy? Is he her friend? More? Oh she touched his face, maybe it’s like, unrequited? Am confused.

Is this how elves flirt? What’s the history here? Oh well, she’s leaving anyway.

*Enter Halbrand* HOT DIGGITY DAWG now THATS what I call a love interest 😏😏😏

*Eating up all the enemies to lovers tropes and swooning over Halbrand*

*Elrond and Galadriel scenes* Me: Nah get this nice guy OUTTA HERE where is HOT HALBRAND? (future me is aghast that I would overlook the literal loml Elrond, Gal and I are the same ig)

Halbrand: *Is Sauron* Me: What!?? Nooo! No no no no no this can’t be happening oh noooo

*Elrond saves Galadriel*

Me: Wait

*Forehead touch, tears, deep breaths*

Me: Waaaiiittt

*Gasps* Omg. Of course, he loves her!! They’re going to fall in love! It’s perfect contrast to the enemies to lovers story— a *slow burn, best friends, it’s always been you* kind of love? Right? RIGHT!? That makes so much sense! I’m 1000% calling it for Season 2.

*Sometime between season 1 and season 2, discovers the heartbreaking truth* LOL what?? She’s his WHAT??! 😭😭😭

*Still holding out hope, clutching my suspicions like they’re my grandmas pearls*

Season 2:

Holy sheet he’s mad. Ofc he’s mad. But he’s her best friend :c?? Pls don’t make me sad like this, you’re supposed to love each other!

“You were my friend!!” Mhm yknow they tend to use this word a lot

That’s… that’s a lot of hand holding there…

omg she put her hand on his CHEST OMGSJHDHFBF

“It was entirely of your choosing, the lost king blah blah” Ok but this is literally him saying he knows her type?

Hollldd up, I see what’s happening. Tension. There’s negative tension. I’ll bet if they stick to the trope, there’ll be a *moment* between them at the end that breaks the tension. There has to be.

*Galadriel gets caught by the Barrow-Wights* Wait for it babe, Elronds going to rescue her oh— yep, there he is. Saving her again. Because he’s the love interest.

“Promise you will put defeating Sauron over saving my life” Pfft hahaha miss Galady, our boy has it bad, there’s no way he’ll stay true to that promise. (For real though this sentence just showed us what the most important thing in the world is to him, it’s her y’all)

*Galadriel gets captured and brought out to the battle field* Ooooh yup. Look at his FACE when he sees her, the slow mo and everything wow. That’s his whole life right there. He can’t sacrifice her, he can’t do it.

Dang he’s gonna do it???

“Let me bid her farewell” Omg please kiss her goodbye haha but no they wouldn—

0/////o!!???

O/////O!!!!!!!

I CALLED IT I FKING CALLED IT ARE YOU KIDDING ME I AM SCREAMING

THIS IS THE MOMENT THAT BROKE THE TENSION.

Everyone online: iT wASNt RoManTIC

😐

Sigh. Of course it “wasn’t romantic”. THATS THE WHOLE POINT. That’s how this whole “forced to kiss” trope works. They don’t have feelings for each other yet, that they’re aware of anyway. It’s supposed to be an awakening. This is only the beginning.

*Continues to get gaslit by everyone and their mother including the actors and writers themselves*

Ok ok fine. Maybe I’m delusional about the whole thing. But every scene so far has been classic romantic arc set up. If they have a scene next episode where Elrond saves Galadriel again and maybe like, puts the ring on her finger all proposal style, then I’ll know. That would seal it for me.

*Episode 8*

*Speechless*

LITERALLY SPEECHLESS.

That’s it yall. If you didn’t pick up on that, then I’ll see you next season for all the slow burn tropes. I can see them already. LFG. #Elrondriel for life.

#mic drop #i couldn’t make this shit up if i tried #just put me on the writing team already #obsessed with them #elrondriel #robert aramayo #elrond rings of power #galadriel rings of power

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lawsvalentine · 2 years ago

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hey! do u have any monster trio and law fic or hcs recommendations?

Ooooh yes I’m glad you asked! My personal faves:

Luffy

1. - @cherriemarieee (all her fic series are lovely)

2 - @quanxxiluv (another great page all their work is amazing)

3. - @444katsuki (whewwww literal perfection)

4. - @zoro-kun (pervert!Luffy was a nice treat 🤭)

Zoro

1. - @deeliciious (I loveeeeee this fic sm)

2. - @doctorgerth (this hc especially zoro’s 🥵)

3. -@/444katsuki (i think about this hc alot 😳)

4. - @/zoro-kun (😮‍💨😮‍💨 so good)

5. - @sanjisblackasswife (my fave out of the aphrodisiac series plus all her hcs for zoro are hilarious)

6. @/creamsickle-writes (ft Ace HOT HOT HOT)

Sanji

1. - @creamsickle-writes ( All three parts of this series is *chefs kiss*)

2. - @/sanjisblackasswife (dom sanji yes please! Tbh whole account is amazing)

Both of these two accounts have the best sanji content so feel free to binge

3. - @downforsanji (amazing writing)

4. - @nekomacheercaptain (includes kid and Law but WHEEWWW 😮‍💨)

Law (ok this one is gonna be long sgdjdj)

1. - @/sanjisblackasswife (favorite out of the fwb series)

2. - @sashi-ya (loved this series super cute 💓 also she has a lot of Law fics to binge)

3. - @/zoro-kun (my man and my side man 😏)

4. - @pinkcrystal-rose (this fic is so adorable)

5. - @/downforsanji (very unique and so cute)

6. - @owlight (i love this hc sm this would be me fr if I was his gf)

7. - @strawhatsoraya (THIS FIC RIGHT HERE 😮‍💨😮‍💨)

8. - @shankschewtoy ( this was such a cool concept and HOT ASF)

9. - @uchihabbynic (LOVEEEEE)

10. - @jadedrrose (oh to be married to Law on the Polar Tang *dreamy sigh* also all her Law works are great)

11. - @nympheclipse (last but not least this lovely fic WHEWWW another great Law writer all her works are *chefs kiss)

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musicalmoritz · 3 months ago

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Can we get a list of all the tbhk ships you can think of ranked in order of how much you like them? I'm just curious! Leave out anything you flat-out don't like of course!

Ooooh, this will be a challenge! I’ve done the teirmaker list thing twice for TBHK ships but my opinion on them keeps changing (there are some I used to not care abt that are now some of my favorites). I think I’m gonna try to break this up into sections to make it easier

The Holy Trinity

Aoinene- Obviously my all time fave. I’ll be honest I wasn’t expecting it but this one has shot into my top favorites of all time, which is a very sacred list🙏🏻 I wasn’t expecting to love them so much because I really like the canon pairings but Beecalm’s fan fictions (and many others) altered my brain chemistry. Once I started to focus on them more I couldn’t stop and now I over analyze everything they do. And ofc writing my own fics made me like them more. I really like the potential of both of them keeping secrets from each other and Nene sort of knowing there’s something up with Aoi but being totally unaware of the extent of it (yk like if they were written by an author who gaf abt them they could be so cool). Also the “best friend becomes the villain” trope is simply superior

Mitsukou- This one recently swapped with Terukane. I expected it to be my favorite bcuz canon gays usually are but Aoinene surpassed them. I still love them tho, I like how fucked up they can be with all the cannibalism and bullying as a love language. They’re all cute and angsty but they also have some serious problems, like dudes please get therapy. Mitsuba wanting someone to depend on and Kou wanting Mitsuba to only depend on him. It’s like a train wreck I can’t look away from. But also like I want them to be happy and hold hands. Maybe they can get couples counseling

Terukane- Don’t be fooled by it dropping one level, I still love them a lot!! I like the fanon concept of them helping each other heal, especially when fics have Akane taking care of Teru. Really, this is my “I just want Teru to be happy” ship lol. The shippers are so funny and good at analyses, and I like how they both thrive off of their rivalry. They have such a comedic duo thing going on too, the final exam chapter was so funny. Their relationship is built on trust, or something like that

Absolutely Fucking Love

AoiAoi- This one may come as I surprise considering Aoinene and Terukane are so high but I’m obviously a huge multishipper. The thing with their names is so funny to me, it’s the first thing I tell my friends abt TBHK every time I introduce them to it. I love how complicated they are while at the end of the day still being very dedicated to each other. They’re both so down bad, it’s cute. Despite their initial toxicity, I strongly believe this is the healthiest canon ship but I’ll hold my tongue

Terukaneaoi- I am strongly hesitating to put this one so high since it used to be more of an after thought but I simply cannot separate AoiAoi and Terukane from this ship so it feels fitting. Even if I’m shipping two of them without the other I still imagine them being very important to each other. My enjoyment of the manga increased tenfold when I started interpreting their love triangle as “Aoi and her two boyfriends.” Lowkey believe AidaIro ship them too. This is what I mean when I say we need more poly ships

Hananene- Also struggling to put this one so high but they’re the main couple, I feel like they deserve this spot. Every now and then I start to think I don’t care abt them that much but then I remember the ending of the Picture Perfect arc and I’m like oh right. They’re soulmates. Their relationship is one of the highlights of the manga for me. I mainly prefer this ship with Amane’s personality over Hanako’s but they are the same person so it’s cute either way

Sakuhiko- This was very briefly my favorite. I headcanon them as sapphics which gives them extra points lol. I love how Natsuhiko seems to know Sakura so well, and how dedicated he is to them. I like the idea of them having a less conventional relationship, they aren’t “together” but they’re still together. Very romantic and typical TBHK fucky messed up stuff. Villain couples are elite

Aoimei- This one could’ve been higher than HanaNene and Sakuhiko but I’m a coward lol. I’m happy that AidaIro gave us sapphic breadcrumbs, even if it was only in an au. To me these two just make sense, they would be perfect for each other. Mei is absolutely a lesbian in my eyes and Aoi has gotta be some type of sapphic. I like that they stayed together even after the love potion, and how Aoi was more comfortable with the idea of Mei falling in love with her than any of the guys. I am absolutely in love with this ship

Adore

Aoimei 2.0- This is the version with No.4 Mei. I am not the first to come up with it but I do believe I’ve made the most fan content for them lol. I sometimes like this more than OG Aoimei but they’ve sadly never interacted in canon so it gets docked a section. It’s such an interesting concept, the way both of them exist as a culmination of the rumors made about them. They would have such an interesting dynamic, in my mind they are enemies to lovers lol

Terukaneaoinene- This one is soooooo underrated. Terukaneaoi is great enough on its own, add Nene and you have all the best ships mixed together. You have to be deep into multishipper hell to like this one bcuz p much every combination of ships here are enemies with each other. Best solution? They all date

Akaneneaoi- Okay I’m just gonna go through every poly variation within Terukaneaoinene here, they’re all pretty interchangeable with each other. This one is great because it’s Aoi and her two favorite people

Teruaoinene- Supremely underrated!! Teru is great, he deserves two girlfriends. And instead of Aoi and Nene being pitted against each other bcuz Nene likes Teru and Teru likes Aoi, they both get to date him AND each other. So fun

Teruakanene- Their little date was so cute (technically they’ve gone on two now). Idc if it was meant to be a Terunene date, Akane was included in my heart. Not crazy abt the lack of Aoi here but this is still an elite ship (one of my mutual named them Pineapple Pals)

TeruAoi- This one is deeply controversial. Tbh it could be above the poly ones I just listed but I like them more in the context of Terukaneaoi or Terukaneaoinene. Teru’s potential crush on her in canon is very cute to me, and I like how she seems to warm up to him throughout the series. I will never understand how people headcanon that they hate each other lol, either they’re dating or they’re best friends

Meinene 2.0- No.4 Mei version ofc. This one is a bit interchangeable with OG Meinene but I like this one a teensy bit better bcuz of the hand-holding scene. Every time I listen to “I Wanna Hold Your Hand” by the Beatles I think of them. This is truly my “I just want Mei to be happy” ship. I like the idea of Nene helping her work on her mental health/self-image issues

Meinene- OG Mei version. Their pancake date lives in my head rent free. Might like it a bit better than the other Meinene but idk they swap a lot. Recently this Meinene has been consuming all my thoughts. It feels so canon, AidaIro clearly wanted Mei to have a girlfriend

Sakunene- This ship should be so much more popular than it is. Like every ship listed below Aoimei 2.0 in this section, it could be swapped with any of the others depending on my mood. This is PEAK enemies to lovers hero/villain character foil vibes. They are everything to me. Nene having a crush on Sakura is lowkey canon so I wish more people recognized their potential

Terunene- So overhated because people have no imagination smh. If Nene came to understand who Teru really is (I think she’s learning but shhh) I think they could be absolute couples goals. Unlike most fans I don’t rly want Teru to have a crush on Nene in canon, I think most people who suggest that only say it bcuz they don’t want to try to understand TeruAoi. But I digress. Super cute ship

Akanene- Another divisive one!! They seem to have this weird animosity towards each other in canon (likely due to Aoi) but whenever they team up…oh man, I love seeing these two work together. They’re both hopeless romantics so they’d be able to match each other’s energy

Aoimeinene- A fairly recent one but I’ve become obsessed. I tend to think of each of the ships separately tho so I need to figure out how the dynamic would work with all three of them. I hope to someday write a fic for them and make this ship more popular (tho I think I’m already on my way to doing that with this blog lol). There are not nearly enough femslash sapphic ships in this fandom, I need more

HakuSumi- Not really sure how to rank this one, I love love love their relationship but I’m not heavily invested in it…still, I don’t want to put it too low. My favorite husband and wife, they deserved better :( I’m glad the fandom is starting to warm up to this one, maybe they’ll have a renaissance like AoiAoi

Super Cute!

SakuMei- No.4 Mei version. We briefly saw them together in ASHK so I think AidaIro know they would be good friends. Their personalities match each other very well and the fanfics are amazing (seriously pls read SakuMei fanfics they’re so good). I lightly associate Mei with the Broadcasting Crew so I like to think she and Sakura would hang out a lot. I headcanon them as exes lmao

Natsuteru- Almost forgot about this one…I have mutuals that would sue me over that. So we all know that Natsuhiko and Teru are exes but consider them as transfem butch lesbian exes. Yes I’m right I’m so correct. I will also accept butchfemme Natsuteru

Kounene- Okay so like…I don’t really multiship a lot with Mitsukou *the crowd boos me* I know, I know. I think this ship is insanely cute as a concept but SOME of the fans are weird abt Mitsukou and HanaNene. It throws me off a bit but I have full love for the ship itself, only when it’s requited on Nene’s side tho. I’m not crazy abt one-sided pairings

HanaKou- Again with the mtsk thing…but let’s be real this ship is art. They could do Romeo and Juliet but Romeo and Juliet could not do HanaKou. I prefer them as best friends but I totally get why so many people like them romantically. They have a funny dynamic. I have a request for them so be on the lookout for that

MitsuHana- Hear me out hear me out, this one is so funny to me. Specifically the concept of Hanako having a crush on Mitsuba. I like to think they’d have the same dynamic as Richie and Eddie from It if you catch my vibe (Hanako is Richie and Mitsuba is Eddie). It pairs well with Kounene too

HanaNeneMitsuKou- Only if Mitsuba and Nene aren’t dating, I don’t fw Mits*nene. Specifically I like this ship when things center around Kou, he’s super nice and protective of everyone so all his friends crushing on him feels so realistic lmao. The four of them would bully each other so hard too, I like to picture them acting similar to the main four from South Park. Please see the vision

SakuAoi- Rumor Girlfriends!!! I love the concept of this ship and they have been shown together a lot in official art. Tbh this one could be higher, but I need a bit more for it yk?? I totally get the concept but it hasn’t completely clicked for me yet. This one may level up in the future tho, as I said the concept is very interesting. I would love to see it in an au where Aoi is with the Broadcasting Crew.

MinaMari- We know little to nothing about their characters but the concept is so cute to me. They’d probably be higher if they had more focus in the manga but alas, they are extremely minor characters😔 They give me major Chappell Roan vibes tho

Sakoo- I’m not overly invested in them but this ship is a staple so they get this category. They’re a cute background ship to Mitsukou. I could see them having some type of crazy slowburn and getting together in their 30s

LemonFuji- A ship I came up with, they are so silly to me. I was gonna put this way lower but then I remembered it’s my favorite Lemon ship. Kinda forgot abt them tho so they could technically be moved a tier down…but no, as the captain of this ship I must go down with it. LemonFuji World Domination

Lemonkane- Not really sure where to put this one in relation to the others but I like them. The fact that they dated in canon always baffles me, I love whenever AidaIro say gay rights. It’s a little funny to me that this isn’t Akane’s main mlm ship, it’s like Lemon got demoted

NagiTsuchi- Say it with me…Old Man Yaoi. Another one I’m not majorly invested in but this is my designated ship for both characters. Workplace romance is one of my favorite tropes, especially with teachers. The Yugi Twins’ dads, trust

Sakuaoinene- So I guess this tier is an “I see the vision/I could get into it” category. I’ve always been aware of this poly ship but for some reason I’ve never looked too deeply into it!! I did make headcanons for them once but beyond that I just don’t think of them often enough. I’ll have to think about it more, the concept is god tier. I like all ships between them so this could be like supreme toxic yuri or smth

Natsunene- Their little door date was so silly and no one talks abt it. I feel like I’m the only person who ships this. Please let them be girlfriends

KouAoi- One of the best rarepairs fr fr but there’s so little content so them. I have a fic idea for them but I haven’t had time to write it yet. To me this is a “crush on your older brother’s best friend” ship lolol. I think it would be more of a celebrity crush on Kou’s part but it’s still adorable

Sakuaoimei- No.4 Mei version. I have a fic request for them that I swear I’ll get around to at some point (I’m trying to stick to a schedule but school has kept me busy this week). I’ll have to brainstorm more of a dynamic for them, I feel like they’d all fit really well together. Sakura and Aoi would nerd out together about horror stories while Mei watches them fondly. Aoi deserves two ghost girlfriends

YoMitsu- I like this one as an unrequited thing, like Yokoo being the typical protagonist of a teen movie and Mitsuba being the unattainable crush. And drama! His crush is dating his best friend. Very much Jesse’s Girl vibes. I made headcanons abt this on TikTok and got ppl all invested in the lore

SatoMitsu- Don’t know much about this one but it seems sweet, he protects him from Kou’s bullying

YoKou- This one is weirdly popular for a rarepair, I feel like I see it all the time. They seem cute enough

SaKou- Satou 100% had a crush on Kou at some point. So did Yokoo but we already covered him. In like 10 years he’s gonna be going about his day and randomly be like “ohhhhh so that’s what those feelings meant”

SaKooMitsuKou- Cute poly ship! Satou and Yokoo help Mitsuba and Kou keep their violence to a minimum. Actually maybe we shouldn’t drag them in to all their drama. Nvm let them be silly boyfriends

SakuMeiAoiNene- Works with either Mei tbh (I’m too tired now to rank them separately I’ve been working on this all throughout the day). Any ship between these characters is elite, I fully support it and would read a fic abt them (or write one)

Koukane- See this one has potential but in my mind they are brother-in-laws so I’m still trying to sell myself on it. I like it tho!

SumiYako- I can’t rly see Sumire with anyone but Hakubo lol but it’s femslash so ofc I like it. I need fics and edits for them, I feel like this one could really grow on me. I want to marry both of them fr fr

TsuchiYako- At first I loved it, then I hated it, now I’m warming back up to it. I could see them having a thing without ever having to discuss it yk?? Like they’re together in some sense and they both know it without having to make a big deal out of it

MitsuKane- One of my moots said they would smoke weed together and I have loved the concept ever since. Another ship I feel like I could get into

SakuTeru- Ignore the ranking for this last category btw I have lost the plot. I cannot see Sakura with a man but if it’s nb or transfem Teru then yes. Very interesting concept

SakuNatsuTeru- This ship is so funny I need to look more into it. They all give me major poly vibes so seeing them together feels biblically accurate

SakuMei 2.0- Original Mei version. I’ve not rly looked into it but I could see myself liking this one. They give me opposites attract vibes

NatsuAoi- A rarepair that only I ship (I think). It’s super chaotic to me

LemonAoi- Aesthetically pleasing, I saw an edit for them once and it was life changing. Really I love any Aoi ships, her complex character makes for very interesting dynamics (even tho she only rly cares abt 2 ppl)

Mama Yashiro x MitsuMom- People pair them together a lot so that Mitsuba and Nene can be siblings and I’m totally here for it. Another one I’ve been meaning to write a fic for bcuz there’s not a lot focused solely on them (for obvious reasons). Let the milfs kiss

MitsuLemon- Another rarepair my moots introduced me to. I’ll have to look more into it but yayyyy their colors go together

Lemonkaneaoi- The original concept for TBHK is so fascinating to me. We could’ve had it all

TeruLemon- Fun rarepair, love the overload of blonds here

TsuchiHaku- I saw fan art of them once and I have not stopped thinking abt it

KataSumiHaku- I was recently introduced to this one and I love it, I’m obsessed

Okay there are probably more I could think of but those are ones I don’t care enough about to list. If I get invested in any new rarepairs you will probably catch me yapping abt them on here. Just assume Mitsukou and SouKou are equal btw I did NOT wanna bother with listing them separately. Again, my rankings change a lot but this is probably the most accurate one I’ve done in terms of categorization. Thank you for this ask, I really enjoyed making this!!

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allthingswhumpyandangsty · 11 months ago

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Oddly specific one that I’m sharing because I’m on the fence about making a full fic for it;

Whumpee who just got the short end of the stick in life, abandoned as a child, hurt by the people he seeks help from. But Whumpee saves themselves, they don’t NEED anybody else, they struggled and they fixed their life and they don’t want anyone pitying them; they’re perfectly fine on their own thank you very much.

Caretaker comes into their life later on, a saving grace whether they realize it or not. Because god it they don’t get someone to talk to about their past they’ll probably explode. As a partner, Caretaker is kind, understanding, doesn’t force any explanations out of Whumpee about the way they are; they just accept Whumpee as is while subtly helping them to heal.

Whumpee with insomnia, who gets up several times a night to check the locks? Caretaker disrupts that behavior by holding them close and talking them away from the anxiety. “You locked the doors before bed, baby, we’re safe, you’re safe.”

Whumpee, who went so long without food in the past, that now forgets to eat because the feeling of hunger is so familiar. Caretaker subtly tricking him into eating by saying they don’t want to eat alone, or by making two plates at dinner and giving it to him unprompted.

Whumpee, who struggles with fear of abandonment and has a hard time with not being able to physically see Caretaker- because he’s afraid they’ll leave them. So Caretaker invites him to accompany them, even if it’s as small as going to the kitchen for a snack.

Whumpee, having a hard time with physical contact because they’ve been hurt so many times before. But Caretaker never touches him without permission, and who is never anything but gentle with him, to the point where Whumpee practically melts into them; craving such touch for so long.

😅 idk I just love the concept

OOOOH THESE ARE SO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!

yes to every single one of these

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genshinluvr · 2 years ago

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Irresistible

Pairings: Various Genshin Men x Isekai'd!Reader

Summary: You invite Kaveh to lunch at the abode with the men! While at the abode, Kaveh notices how the men crave for your attention and affection. You and Kaveh have a small (playful) argument. You two can't seem to resist each other, huh?

Note: I've thought about making this story into one of those "Five times Kaveh has fallen for you" type of stories, but I ended up not doing that because... that idea popped up in my mind yesterday. It was too late for me to change the concept of it 🥹 but that doesn't mean that I love this story even less! Anyway, I figured out how to change the text from black to white for mobile, thankfully! I have no idea why Tumblr decided to make it harder for me, but here we are! Anyway, I don't post anywhere else but on Tumblr (Genshinluvr) and on AO3 (Aaliah_exo).

Warnings: None... other than a small bickering between Al Haitham and Kaveh... and the reader LMAO

Word Count: 10.6k

Here you are, sitting in House of Daena, reading through your textbook to search for the answers for your botany class. You’re so close to finishing your homework for the week! If you complete the assignment soon enough, you’ll be able to go home a few hours earlier than your usual time. You look away from your textbook and rub your eyes tiredly. You have no idea how long you’ve been staring at your textbook, but it’s long enough for your vision to blur just a little. You place your pen down and massage the palm of your hands, scrunching your face up when you see the marks your nails have left on your hands. Whenever you write with a pen or pencil, you have the tendency to dig your nails into the palm of your hands, thus leaving a mark behind after using the pen or pencil for a while.

“Oh, man. I’m so tired,” You whisper to yourself as you stretch your arms in the air and let out a quiet yawn. You blink the tears away and search for a clock to check what time it is. After a few seconds of scanning your surroundings, you realize that there’s no clock near you. “Great, how am I going to know what time it is?” You sigh, resting your head on the palm of your hand.

You look down at your textbook and notebook, puckering your lips as you debate on whether you should continue your homework or take a break for another few minutes to let your hands relax. You let out a reluctant sigh and grab your pen and flip through your homework to make sure the answers are correct. As you’re skimming through your textbook, you hear bickering from a distance.

“Listen, Kaveh. I’m just here visiting [Y/N] and making sure that they’re doing okay with their studies. Besides that, I’m the Scribe.” Al Haitham rolls his eyes, pushing past a fuming blond man.

Kaveh rolls his eyes. “Ooooh, the Scribe! Big deal, Al Haitham.” Kaveh scowls at the gray-haired man.

Cyno and Tighnari look over at each other, rolling their eyes simultaneously at the quarrel between the two tall men in front of them. While the bickering between Al Haitham and Kaveh is normal to the point where students and scholars are used to the argument, Tighnari and Cyno are getting tired of hearing the petty disputes between the two men.

“Can we please not fight right now? Arguing in House of Daena while students are trying to study is rude,” Tighnari says, glaring at Kaveh and Al Haitham.

Kaveh lets out a scoff. “Listen, I don’t care if any of you visit House of Daena. What I do mind is seeing a class of twenty people,” he motions to Al Haitham, Cyno, Tighnari, and the other men standing behind them, “visiting House of Daena at once,” said Kaveh, glaring at the large group of men with a dissatisfied frown on his face.

“Oh, come on, Kaveh! We’re not going to cause any trouble!” Aether says, crossing his arms over his chest with a huff of breath.

“Does anyone see [Y/N]?” Zhongli murmurs, scanning around the massive library, searching for your cute little head with a beret on top of your head.

Cyno furrows his eyebrows and looks at the men quizzically. “Does anyone know why libraries are so big?” Cyno asks, his red eyes scanning the tall shelves with scrutiny.

Venti shrugs his shoulders. “Probably because there’s a lot of things to keep track of? I don’t know,” Venti blinks at Cyno.

Cyno cracks a smile and presses his lips into a thin line to suppress his laughter. “It’s because they have many stories!” Cyno says.

“Did you happen to take the joke book from one of the shelves?” Kaveh asks. He turns and points at the tall bookshelves that hold numerous books before turning to look over at the Mahamatra.

“And what about it?” Cyno deadpans, crossing his arms over his chest.

Gorou’s ears perk up, and he points over at a table where you’re currently sitting, face buried in your textbook while writing something down in your notebook, occupied with what’s in front of you. “There they are!” Gorou says softly, his tail wagging fast after seeing you.

Itto laughs and pats Gorou’s shoulders. “Easy there, Gorou! The faster your tail wags, the more you’re likely to fly in the air because of that thing,” Itto says, trying to avoid getting hit by Gorou’s wagging tail.

“Gentlemen, let’s pay snookums a visit! I’m sure they missed us a lot while studying,” Childe says, pushing through the crowd of men with a victorious smile on his face.

Al Haitham makes a face at Childe. “That is the most ridiculous nickname I have ever heard,” Al Haitham says, causing Childe’s smile to slip off his face and shoot a heated glare over in Al Haitham’s direction.

Diluc rolls his eyes. “Children, always bickering with each other over the dumbest things,” Diluc mutters, shaking his head in disapproval.

Kaeya chuckles softly. “Let’s pay [Y/N] a visit, shall we? I’m sure they would much rather see us than stare at their textbook all day,” said Kaeya.

The men murmur in agreement before walking towards the table where you’re sitting. Before they reach your table, a boy with tan skin and jet-black hair approaches you. They all stop in their tracks and stare at you and the mysterious boy with their eyes narrow. You look up from your book and see Ali standing in front of the table you’re sitting at.

“Oh! Ali, what can I do for you?” You ask, putting your pen down on the desk and massaging your hand beneath the table. Sometimes you wish you had your laptop or tablet with you so you wouldn’t have to deal with hand cramps.

Ali gives you a nervous smile and scratches the back of his neck awkwardly. “I was wondering if I could borrow your notes for Professor Safar’s botany class. I wasn’t able to show up to class last week because I had a family emergency,” Ali explains.

“Sure!” You nod your head. “Let me find last week’s notes really quick,” You murmur. You turn to your backpack and begin searching through it. You pull out your folder for your botany class and flip through the pages in the folder, searching for the previous week’s notes. When you find the notes from the week prior, you pull them out from your folder and hand the notes to Ali with a smile on your face. “There you go! When you’re done copying it down, you can give it to me after,” You said, smiling at the flustered male in front of you.

“Thank you, [Y/N]! You’re a lifesaver!” Ali sighs in relief, grabbing your notes from your hands before scurrying off.

A few feet over, the men can see a group of male students patting Ali on the back and lightly hitting him on the back of his head. “You could’ve asked them out on a date while asking to borrow their notes!” One of Ali’s friends hissed almost too loudly.

Ali does a double-take and glares at his friends. “No way! I can’t do that!” Ali hisses back. “At least not right now,” Ali mutters under his breath, looking away from his friends, only to make eye contact with the twenty other men standing a few feet from your table.

“Oh? It looks like one of [Y/N]’s classmates has a little crush on them,” Dainsleif says, the corners of his lips quirking up. The men are about to walk towards your table, but Ali’s friends push Ali towards your table again, causing the poor boy to bump into the table, shoving against your abdomen.

Ali’s eyes widen in fear. “I-I’m so sorry, [Y/N]! My friends pushed me, and I didn’t catch myself on time,” Ali apologizes profusely.

You give Ali a pained smile and wave his apologies off. “Don’t worry about it, Ali,” You grunt. You clear your throat and push yourself out from under the table and stand up. “What can I do for you, Ali? It seems like it’s important from the way your friends pushed you to my table with that much force.” You said, looking away from Ali and making eye contact with your boyfriends and the blond man that likes to call you an Abyss mage to tick you off.

“I….” Ali trails off, his heart racing against his chest before gulping the lump in his throat. “I was wondering what courses you’re taking next quarter! Yes, that’s what I was wondering,” Ali says, nodding his head with a fake smile on his face.

You shrug your shoulders. “I’m taking geology as an elective course next quarter. I’m also taking upper-division biology courses as well and an upper-division botany course,” You reply.

“Oh! That’s cool! Uh, I’ll see you in class tomorrow!” Ali says before rushing back to the table where his friends are watching from behind their textbooks.

You sigh and walk back to your table, fixing its position before waving your boyfriends over with a smile on your face. The men give each other looks before walking over to where you’re standing and fixing your textbooks. While walking over to the table, Xiao, Childe, Ayato, Al Haitham, Zhongli, and Scaramouche look over at the table where Ali sits with his friends, almost glaring holes at the back of their heads.

“Hello, beautiful. How are your studies?” Ayato asks, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulders, peppering kisses on your shoulders and up your neck.

You giggle and let yourself melt in Ayato’s grasp, placing your hand over his hands. “My studies are going well! I’m almost done with my homework. Then I can go home after I complete my assignments,” you said, turning your head to press your lips on Ayato’s cheeks.

Heizou points his thumb over his shoulders towards Ali’s table. “Who was that guy that approached your table twice?” Heizou asks, his bottom lip jutting out cutely as he looks at you with puppy dog eyes.

“His name is Ali, and he’s in my botany class,” You reply, stifling your laughter when Ayato’s lips brush against the ticklish spot on your neck.

Scaramouche looks over at the table from afar. “Do you sit next to them in class?” Scaramouche asks, turning to look over at you.

You shake your head and get out of Ayato’s grasp. “I don’t sit next to either of them. Ali misses class a lot, and I’m surprised that he hasn’t been dropped from the class yet,” You said, sitting back down on the seat and beginning to sort through your notes and assignments.

“A slacker, I presume,” Thoma mutters, narrowing his eyes.

You shrug your shoulders. “I don’t pay attention to any of my classmates. I’m here to get my degree and pass my courses. Plus, I’m not much of a talker in school,” You mutter, shaking your head before looking back down at your homework. You’re almost done; you just have one more question to answer then you can go home and leave.

“Do you participate in class?” Kazuha asks, sitting down beside you and reaching for the pen resting on your homework. You blink at Kazuha and scratch your chin awkwardly. How do you tell them that you’re doing well on your assignments, but your lack of participation will be the downfall of your grades?

Albedo leans on the chair, gazing at you with an amused smile on his face. “You don’t participate in class, do you?” Albedo asks, cocking his head to the side.

You purse your lips and slowly shake your head, your cheeks heating up. “I don’t participate in class, but I do speak up whenever I feel like it!” You defend yourself, the heat in your face gradually increasing the more the men stare at you with their eyebrows raised and the corners of their lips curling up.

“As long as you participate in your class, I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.” Baizhu comforts you, rubbing your back.

Xiao looks down at the stack of paper and textbooks on the desk. “Are you finished with your work? We can leave House of Daena now if you want,” Xiao suggests.

You sigh in defeat and shake your head. “I’m not done with my assignments yet, Xiao. I’m almost finished, but this last question is bothering me because I can’t figure it out.” You sigh, propping your head up on the desk, and glare down at the last question.

Tighnari’s ears perk up, and he walks around the table and stands next to you, looking down at your homework before he makes a face. “What in the world? This has nothing to do with botany at all!” Tighnari scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest with a look of distaste on his face.

“What is it about?” Heizou asks, trying to take a peek at your homework.

You scrunch your face up. “Architecture; Professor Safar is having the class build their own botanical garden and bring it to class as our final project. I’m no architect, so the math process is complicated for me since these formulas are foreign in my eyes,” You sigh, leaning back in your seat with a small frown on your face.

“Well, if you need any help, we can ask any of the students at the Akademiya for some assistance,” Thoma offers, placing the palm of his hands on the table and giving you the sweetest smile you’ve seen today.

You hum to yourself and debate internally if you should ask for assistance and complete your homework for the week or do them tomorrow instead and take a break for today. “As much as I would love to finish my homework for the week, I would rather take a break from doing my assignments. My eyes are killing me,” you said, rubbing your eyes with your index finger.

“Don’t do that; it’s not good if you rub your eyes too much,” Aether chides, lightly smacking your hand away from your face.

You snort and begin packing your things up. “I didn’t know you’re my eye doctor, Aether,” you joke, lightly poking Aether’s ribs, making him jolt and glare at you with his cheeks turning bright red.

“You know, if you need help with anything related to math or architecture, I’m sure Kaveh can help you with it!” Tighnari speaks up, looking over at the blond male that stood far from the group, his arms crossing over his chest as he looks at the group with scrutiny.

You nod your head slowly. “Right, I will keep that in mind! But for now, I want to take a break from my homework and my studies. We can meet up tomorrow at House of Daena to go over the last question on my assignment!” You said, getting up from your seat.

Venti claps his hands happily. “It looks like [Y/N] has a new tutor on the subject they’re not familiar with!” Venti cheers, rushing over to tackle you into a hug while snuggling up to you. “Maybe you’ll make a new friend after the tutoring session tomorrow!” Venti says optimistically.

As much as you wanted to push Venti off and tell him not to make a comment like that, Venti is sort of right. Even if you’re an excellent student, you hardly go to anyone else to help you with something you’re unfamiliar with. You usually go to one of the men to help you out with certain subjects for your homework, never someone that is outside of your inner circle.

Itto leans down to Venti before whispering loudly, “I don’t think he volunteered or agreed to this.”

Al Haitham crosses his arms over his chest. “Kaveh, be useful for once and help [Y/N] with the final question on their homework tomorrow. Tighnari, Cyno, and I will be keeping you two company to make sure none of you kill each other,” said Al Haitham.

Childe makes a face. “Wait a minute, are we not allowed to come along and help [Y/N] with their studies tomorrow?” Childe raises his eyebrows at Al Haitham. “I don’t think it’s fair for a small number of you to help [Y/N] out with their studies when we can help as well,” Childe huffs.

“Wait a minute….” You trail off, tapping on your chin as you zip up your backpack and sling it behind your back. “I just realized that there’s no class tomorrow because there’s a holiday or a celebration coming up, I believe,” You murmur, tapping on your chin.

Zhongli smiles and pats your head. “Unless House of Daena is opened tomorrow on a holiday, you and Kaveh can study in the library back at the abode,” Zhongli suggests. “Though, if Kaveh does come over to the abode to assist you with your homework and studies, someone is going to need to help Kaveh find the abode,” Zhongli murmurs, stroking his chin.

Baizhu crosses his arms over his chest. “I don’t think any public buildings are opened on holidays or when there’s a celebration going on,” said Baizhu. “And since there’s a holiday or a celebration going on, you should take a break from your assignment and relax,” Baizhu suggests.

You sigh and cover your face with both of your hands, head tilting back and letting out a sigh of frustration. “You know what? I might as well finish it now instead,” You grumble, taking your backpack off and pulling your assignments back out.

Scaramouche furrows his eyebrows at you, giving you a questioning gaze. “I thought you wanted to take a break for today and finish the last sentence tomorrow,” Scaramouche props his hands on his hips.

You nod your head, pulling out your pen from the pouch in your backpack. “I was going to do that, but I changed my mind,” You sigh, leaning on your arm and staring at the paper in front of you.

“Oh no,” Gorou laughs nervously.

Kaveh cocks his eyebrow at Gorou’s reaction. “‘Oh no,’ what?” Kaveh asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

“[Y/N]’s getting stressed out and frustrated. It usually happens when things don’t go as planned,” Ayato murmurs to Kaveh, making sure that you didn’t hear a single word he said to the blond man.

You let out a sharp exhale and give the men a tight smile. “I’m fine. I’m just….” You trail off, pinching the bridge of your nose, and take in deep breaths. “I’ll be fine, it’s one question, and I’ll be done in no time,” you reassure yourself, trying to hold onto the last bits of your sanity. This quarter has been nothing but draining, and you want to get it over with already.

Albedo and Kaveh make eye contact with each other for a brief moment. Albedo gestures for Kaveh to assist you with the final question on your assignment. Kaveh sighs and walks around the table, and sits down beside you, scooting his chair closer to where you sit and leaning over your shoulders to get a better look at the question you’re having issues with.

“With Kaveh’s assistance, I’m sure he can help [Y/N] complete their assignment fast,” Albedo says. “It’s still early in the day, so there’s no need to rush,” Albedo adds.

You sigh and lean on your arms. “I just want to get it over with,” You rub your eyes. You feel Kaveh tap your shoulders, and you turn to look at him. Kaveh pulls out a spare paper from your folder and starts to write the equation down. You lean towards where he sits and look down at the paper that he places between the two of you. Everything Kaveh wrote down looks confusing to you.

“It’s okay if you don’t understand it. Kaveh will walk you step by step through the process,” Kazuha says softly, giving your shoulders a comforting squeeze.

For the next one and a half hours, Kaveh walks you through the final question on your homework. Kaveh is surprisingly patient—given the fact that he has no patience for Al Haitham at all. You couldn’t help but think back to the time when you and Kaveh met for the first time, and it was awkward. You can feel a slight tension between you and Kaveh; it wasn’t a bad tension; it just felt awkward between the two of you.

“Okay, I’m finished!” You sigh in relief, letting the pen fall on the table as you massage the palm of your hands. “Is it right?” You ask, turning to look at Kaveh, only to catch him staring at you.

Kaveh blinks and looks down at your answer before slowly nodding his head. You sigh in relief and lean back in your seat, rubbing your eyes.

Kaeya chuckles. “Since you’re finished with your homework now, let’s head back to the abode now, shall we?” Kaeya asks, holding his hand out for you to take. “It’s almost lunchtime, and I have a feeling that you haven’t eaten anything today aside from breakfast,” said Kaeya. He pokes you lightly in the stomach, and you nod your head slowly.

“And you are correct, Kaeya,” you sigh. You get up from your seat and stretch your arms in the air, almost letting a moan slip out when you stretch. “What are we having for lunch?” You ask, beginning to pack your things into your backpack.

Dainsleif points over at Thoma. “We didn’t know what you wanted to eat for lunch. Usually, we have all kinds of food for lunch, but I think Thoma wants to focus on serving dishes from Sumeru this time,” Dainsleif says. “Although, if you prefer eating something else, we can always change that,” Dainsleif adds.

“I’m okay with anything as long as I eat something,” You answer. You open your mouth to add another comment when the loud rumbling of your stomach cuts you off. Heat rushes to your face and to the tips of your ears; you place both of your hands on your tummy and clear your throat awkwardly.

Xiao smiles at you and shakes his head. “Looks like someone’s hungry,” Xiao reaches for your hands and gives your hand a light squeeze. “Let’s pack up and go back to the abode,” Xiao says softly, squeezing your hands.

You turn to look over at Kaveh, who is already walking towards the exit of House of Daena. You can’t help but feel bad that Kaveh is left out of the conversation and lunch plans. You release Xiao’s hands and quickly run after the blond man, causing the other men to cast each other questioning glances at each other.

“Kaveh!” You pant, reaching out to tap him on the back. Kaveh stops in his tracks and turns around, and looks down at you curiously. “If you’re not busy, do you want to join us for lunch at the abode?” You ask shyly, waiting for the blond man to respond to your lunch invitation.

“Looks like you’ll be making extra food for today, Thoma,” Diluc says, turning to look over at the Kamisato housekeeper. “We’ll need to make sure that there are enough seats for everyone joining,” Diluc murmurs, stroking his chin.

Thoma smiles and pats Diluc’s shoulders. “I’m sure there will be plenty of seats for everyone! As for the spacing of the dining area….” Thoma trails off.

“We can always dine outside of the estate! There’s plenty of space on the pavilion in the backyard that has a nice view of the garden and water fountain,” Aether suggests, leaning on the table with his left hand.

Heizou clears his throat. “Before we start planning anything, we need to make sure that Kaveh is joining us or not,” Heizou whispers, gesturing for the others to look over where you and Kaveh are standing.

“I’m sure he’ll join us for lunch,” Ayato says, his blue eyes locking gazes with Kaveh from afar. “Besides, who can resist someone as sweet as [Y/N]?” Ayato asks, the corners of his lips curving upwards.

Scaramouche scoffs and rolls his eyes. “He better not disappoint [Y/N],” Scaramouche says, “If he does disappoint [Y/N], do I have permission to zap him?” Scaramouche asks, looking over at Al Haitham.

Al Haitham nods his head. “Go ahead, be my guest,” Al Haitham smirks.

They hear a faint squeal coming from you, and they all turn to look over at where you and Kaveh are standing. You cheer and tackle Kaveh into a hug but then quickly release him after realizing what you have done.

Kazuha laughs softly. “I’m assuming that Kaveh has agreed to the lunch invitation,” Kazuha comments.

Itto whistles softly and nudges Scaramouche in the ribs with his elbows. “Darn, Scaramouche. It looks like you won’t be able to zap Kaveh any time soon,” Itto says, feigning disappointment. “Such a shame,” Itto crosses his arm over his chest and shakes his head with a fake disappointed frown.

Scaramouche stares at Itto for a moment without saying a single thing. A thought then crosses over Scaramouche’s mind, and a faint smirk appears on Scaramouche’s face. While Itto is distracted, Scaramouche inches his hand close to Itto’s bare torso, charging up his attack and zapping Itto in the ribs. Itto lets out a loud yowl and jumps in the air, clutching onto the area where Scaramouche has sent small bolts of electricity to his ribs.

Everyone in the library looks over at Itto with blank and mildly annoyed expressions, annoyed that Itto has disturbed the silence with his sudden exclamation. Itto gives the Akademiya students an apologetic smile, silently apologizing to them for disrupting their study sessions before glaring down at the snickering Harbinger.

“Oh! They’re walking back to us!” Gorou whispers, subtly pointing over at you and Kaveh.

You walk over to the men with a big smile on your face while Kaveh looks unamused. Well, he seems like he’s trying his best not to smile but is kind of failing miserably. The minute his eyes lands on Al Haitham, the strained smile slips off his face completely.

You clap your hands softly, making sure that the men are the ones that can hear it and not the other students that are trying to study. “Good news! Kaveh will be joining us for lunch!” You said happily. “Although he was reluctant on it at first, I insist that he joins because I didn’t want him to feel left out while all of us return to the abode for lunch,” you add.

“Well, we’re glad that you’re joining us for lunch, Kaveh,” Dainsleif says, smiling at the blond dendro user.

Kaveh sighs in defeat and points over at you with his thumb, his cheeks slowly turning bright pink. “I couldn’t say no to a face like that,” Kaveh mutters begrudgingly.

You flash the men an innocent smile before rushing to grab your backpack and pack your things. “Okay! Since we’re done with my homework now, with the help of Kaveh, let’s go to the abode for lunch!” You said. “I don’t think I can wait any longer,” you sigh, attempting to ignore your stomach, twisting with hunger.

Ali’s head perks up at the sound of your voice, and panic starts to set in when he sees you packing up your bag, getting ready to leave House of Daena with a group of unfamiliar men, Kaveh, the Mahamatra, Tighnari, and the Scribe. Ali scrambles to get up from his seat and rushes over to where you stand, almost tripping over the leg of the table.

“W-Wait!” Ali exclaims, holding his hand out to grab onto your Akademiya uniform, pulling you back suddenly.

Your eyes widen, and you stumble back, turning to look over at a distraught Ali. You give the men a look as if you’re telling them not to start anything. You clear your throat, fix your uniform and adjust the backpack around your shoulders.

“Is there something you need, Ali?” You ask politely, giving Ali a small smile.

Ali feels himself becoming flustered when you smile at him, his heart racing against his chest, causing Gorou and Tighnari to raise their eyebrows at Ali. Gorou and Tighnari look over at each other, looking unamused.

Ali clears his throat awkwardly and begins to fiddle with his thumbs. “I was wondering if you would like to study with me right now. I can’t seem to process the information that you have written down for Professor Safar’s class,” Ali mumbles, gulping his saliva loudly.

You blink at Ali and at the men, who are all looking at you, waiting for you to reply to Ali’s study date. You look over at Ali and give him a sympathetic smile. “As much as I would love to do that, Ali, I’m about to go back home to have lunch with the boys,” you said, nodding your head toward your boyfriends and Kaveh's direction.

“O-Oh!” Ali visibly deflates at your rejection. “Well, how about next time?” Ali asks in a hopeful tone.

“Yeah, we can study together next time!” You nod your head. Ali gives you a fake smile before walking away, his hands clenching at his sides. You sigh softly and turn to look at the men who are staring at Ali with scrutiny. “Okay, let’s go back to the abode now! I can’t wait any longer,” you said, grabbing onto the closest men’s wrists and walking out of House of Daena with the others following behind.

“You notice that Ali has a small crush on [Y/N], right?” Gorou whispers to Tighnari as they walk side by side.

Tighnari nods his head. “It’s very obvious with the way he acts and speaks around [Y/N]. However, I don’t blame him. [Y/N] is irresistible,” Tighnari says softly, his gaze boring into your back.

After you and the men have arrived at the abode, you sigh in relief and take your backpack off your shoulders. Finally back home, and now you have a few days to relax and not have to worry about completing assignments and studying for endless hours at House of Daena. Although you’re on break, you still want to review some course material as final exams are closing in on you and the students at the Akademiya.

“Finally home! Now you can finally relax and spend some time with me!” Heizou says, throwing his arms around your shoulders, nuzzling up against your neck, and pressing a small kiss on your jaws.

“Ahem.” The others clear their throats, staring at Heizou with their eyes narrowing, their hands propping up on their waist and others have their arms crossing over their chests.

Aether lets out a huff of breath, pouting at you and Heizou like an angry kitten. “You can’t hog [Y/N] to yourself! It’s not fair for the rest of us!” Aether grumbles, contemplating whether he should blast Heizou off of you or not.

Thoma laughs nervously and pats Aether’s shoulders. “Plus, we don’t want our guest to feel awkward now, do we?” Thoma says, looking at Kaveh from the corners of his eyes.

Venti snorts and pats Kaveh’s back lightly. “You’ll get used to the guys wanting [Y/N]’s attention. Like what Ayato said earlier at House of Daena, who can resist someone like [Y/N]?” Venti asks, looking up at the blond man who is staring at you and Heizou intently.

“That is if Kaveh decides to return to the abode after today,” Baizhu adds. Venti nods his head in agreement, unsure whether the men constantly wanting your attention would drive the blond man away from the abode.

You lightly push Heizou away after kissing his cheeks and give him a pat on the head. “As much as I love having you all fight over me,” you begin with a joke, “but I need to drop my things off in my bedroom and change out of the Akademiya uniform,” you said.

You all walk into the estate and take your shoes off at the entrance before putting them on shoe racks. You quickly rush up the stairs to change out of your Akademiya uniform and put your backpack on the seat at your desk. You walk over to your closet and pull out the comfiest pajamas you have in your closet to change into. For a moment, you stand in the middle of your bedroom, debating if you should go take a shower and change into your pajamas or just change into them and take a shower after having lunch.

“Knock, knock! Guess who’s here, onikabuto booboo bear!” Itto sings, tapping on your door with his knuckles as he peeks his head into your bedroom with a big smile on his face.

You look over at Itto and smile at him, motioning for him to enter your room. Itto walks into your room before plopping down on your bed, sitting at the edge of your bed, and scans your bedroom.

You look at Itto quizzically. “Is there something you need, Itto? I might shower soon, but I’m not sure if I should….” you trail off, pinching the fat of your chin. “It’s going to take a while for the food to be done cooking, so I might as well shower now,” you said.

You’re about to walk by your bed and Itto, but the oni reaches you and grabs your wrist, pulling you towards him. You fall lightly on the bed; Itto wraps his arms around your waist and his legs around your thighs, burying his face into the crook of your neck. You grumble and lay in Itto’s arms, letting the tall man cling to you.

“Really, Itto? This is where you ran off to?” You hear someone speak up from the entrance of your bedroom. You lift your head and peek over Itto’s broad shoulders, only to see Diluc and Childe standing at the door with their arms crossing over their chests, their eyes staring holes into Itto’s bare back. You writhe in Itto’s arms, trying to escape from the clutches of Itto’s iron grip, failing miserably.

“Itto, as much as I would love to cuddle with you, I really want to go take a shower,” you whine softly, patting Itto’s arms. Itto mumbles and shakes his head, continuing to bury his face into your neck. You move your face away from Itto’s head, trying not to get poked in the eye by Itto’s horns.

You hear Diluc release an exasperated sigh before walking into your bedroom, heading towards where you and Itto lay. Diluc grabs onto Itto’s ears and tugs on them really hard, making Itto let out a loud yelp, releasing you from his grasp. Itto gets out of bed and follows after Diluc while whining over Diluc being harsh on him.

“I wouldn’t be pulling on your ears if you didn’t sneak away to have a private cuddling session with [Y/N] while they’re trying to shower,” Diluc mutters, lightly slapping Itto on the back of his head. Itto makes a face at Diluc and Childe, letting the two of them escort him out of your bedroom to give you some privacy. Diluc and Childe give you an apologetic look before closing the door behind them.

While you’re in the shower, the men are downstairs conversing with one another while waiting for the food to be finished cooking. Kaveh sits on the couch, his eyes locking on the littlest design of the estate with curiosity. The estate is a combination of various regions; usually, combining many cultures in one space would make it look out of place and a little bit tacky, but you’re all able to make it work without it looking strange.

“What do you think of the estate so far?” Kazuha asks, approaching Kaveh with a glass cup of water and handing it to the blond man. Kaveh takes the cup from Kazuha’s hand and takes a sip from the cup.

“I hope you don’t feel overwhelmed by the estate and the number of people that resides here,” Albedo says softly, giving Kaveh a small smile.

Cyno lets out a soft sigh. “I’m sure Kaveh feels okay with being in an unfamiliar environment. If he wants to explore the abode, we’ll have someone show him around while the food is cooking,” Cyno says, patting Kaveh’s shoulders.

You walk down the stairs with a towel wrapped around your head while dressed in your comfortable pajamas and slippers on your feet. You rub your eyes and grumble to yourself while walking to the kitchen to grab something to drink.

“Done with your shower already?” Kaeya asks, leaning across from you on the island in the kitchen.

You nod your head and place a cold glass pitcher on the kitchen island. “I was going to take a shower after lunch, but I changed my mind,” you said. You turn and grab a mug from the kitchen cabinet and place it down on the island. “Now, I feel fresh, clean, and ready to eat something because my hunger has yet to be diminished,” you said, pouring water into the cup from the pitcher.

“You should dry your hair; we wouldn’t want you to get a headache or get sick because you didn’t dry your hair,” Zhongli comments. Zhongli leans onto the island beside you and gazes down at you intently.

You wave Zhongli’s comments off. “I’ll be fine, Zhongli! I never dry my hair with a blow dryer; I usually let them air dry,” you said, taking your towel off your head and running your fingers through your damp hair.

Xiao raises his eyebrows at you. “Didn’t you get a headache last time from not drying your hair?” Xiao asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

You clear your throat and shake your head. “That is false, Xiao. I never had a headache from not drying my hair. The last time I had a headache was when I was studying for way too long and didn’t give myself a break,” You said, scrunching your face up before placing the pitcher back into the refrigerator.

While visiting the abode and waiting for lunch to be made, Kaveh notices how clingy these men are when it comes to you. And, of course, you didn’t seem to be bothered by their clinginess at all. While waiting for lunch to be finished, you would sneak a couple of bites from the food while Thoma isn’t looking. When Thoma catches you, he makes you assist him with the cooking, and you don’t complain about it one bit because you continue to sneak small bites from the food.

Being the sweet person that he is, Thoma didn’t scold you for sneaking bites from the food that was laid out on the plate, ready to be served to everyone. Instead, he would lightly pinch your cheeks (the upstairs one, not the downstairs one) before pressing a kiss on the top of your head.

“Oh my gosh, these are delicious,” you mumble, both of your cheeks stuffed with food.

Thoma laughs lightly. “I’m glad that you like the food, beautiful. However, I don’t recommend eating this many while the others are waiting for food to be served. They’ll catch onto you when they see how little you’re eating,” Thoma says, poking your cheek lightly.

“They are not going to find out!” You protest, shoving Thoma lightly while holding back your grin.

Childe leans against the door frame of the kitchen. “Oh? Sneak eating while the others are just as hungry as you are, snookums?” Childe asks, pushing himself away from the frame and walking towards you and Thoma.

You gulp down the food in your mouth and lick your lips. “And what about it, Mister Fatui Harbinger? Going to pry the food out of me?” You stick your tongue out at Childe before taking another bite from the food in front of Childe and Thoma.

Childe takes the food from your hands and takes a bite of it before putting you in a headlock, rubbing the top of your head with his knuckles. You squirm in Childe’s hold and lightly punch Childe’s back, trying to escape Childe’s iron grip. Childe and Thoma bark out a laugh and give each other a high five before Childe releases you from his grasp. You mumble incoherent words to yourself and fix your messy hair with a deep frown on your face.

Aether and Heizou burst through the kitchen door. “Hey, is lunch ready yet? I would figure that lunch is almost ready, given the fact that [Y/N] is helping as well,” Aether says, cocking his eyebrows at you, Childe, and Thoma.

“Yeah, some of us are starting to get really hungry, and I can hear Itto’s stomach growl. He even said that he might sacrifice one of his onikabutos if he doesn’t eat anything soon,” Heizou chuckles, shaking his head.

You nod your head slowly. “Lunch is ready, actually! We were just distracted because someone,” you give Childe a small glare, “was putting me in a headlock,” you said. You let out a sharp sigh jokingly before grabbing onto the plates. “I’ll be bringing lunch out for everyone to eat now. Tell them to sit at the pavilion,” you said to Aether and Heizou.

They jokingly salute you before running off to tell the other men. You, Childe, and Thoma walk out of the kitchen and head towards the hallway that leads to the pavilion outside of the estate. It’s a grand pavilion that can hold up to about fifty people or more. You’re not sure if there will be fifty people in the abode, but it’s nice to prepare for an occasion like that.

You place the food down on the table and walk over to the sheer curtains that hang around the pavilion. You draw the curtains and watch the curtain unfurl itself, covering the table from the blinding sunlight and pesky bugs. You hear Itto let out a loud sigh in relief as he plops himself down on an empty seat, beginning to fill his plate with food.

“Man, I am starving! I was so close to sacrificing one of my onikabutos,” Itto says dramatically, taking a large chunk of bite from the golden chicken burger, moaning in delight when the food touches his tongue.

Venti laughs and looks over at Gorou and Ayato. “He’s joking, right?” Venti asks.

Ayato makes a face and shakes his head, sipping his water. “I wish he were kidding, but this is Itto we’re talking about,” Ayato says, placing his cup down on the table before grabbing his chopsticks.

Gorou nods his head in agreement. “Itto is an interesting guy, but that’s what makes him special,” Gorou says, patting Itto’s head lightly.

Scaramouche snorts and nods his head. “Real special, alright. He looks like he has never had a single coherent thought in his entire life,” Scaramouche says, pressing his lips into thin lines to prevent himself from laughing.

“Thanks, man! That’s probably the nicest thing you’ve said to me since the beginning of our meeting!” Itto says, patting Scaramouche’s back roughly, making Scaramouche almost choke on his food.

Lunch went surprisingly smoothly. The men who didn’t know Kaveh much took some time to get to know the blond man more. You sit to the side, eating your lunch while unintentionally staring off into space, drowning out the conversations around you while robotically bringing food up to your mouth and taking a bite out of them. When some of the men ask you questions, you would hum in response or give them short replies, still staring off into space.

“Oh, don’t mind them. They usually stare off into space when they’re getting tired,” Tighnari says, rubbing your back lightly from beside you.

You blink and slowly bring yourself out of your daydream. “Yeah, I’m starting to get tired,” you sigh, rubbing your eyes with your left hand. “I think it's because of me sneak-eating,” you whisper to yourself.

Cyno raises his eyebrows at you, leaning back in his seat. “Sneak eating, you say?” Cyno asks softly, the corners of his lips tilting up with amusement.

You clear your throat. “If you’ll excuse me, I am going to wash my dishes and take a nap,” you state. You get up from your seat with your plate in your hands, only for Al Haitham to grab hold of your wrist and pull you down on his lap.

“Do you not want to give Kaveh a tour around the abode?” Al Haitham asks, wrapping his arms around your waist while gazing down at you with his eyebrows slightly raised.

You blink at Al Haitham and look over at Kaveh. “Do you want me to give you a tour around the abode? If not, one of the guys can do it instead if you prefer that,” you suggest.

Kaveh sighs and slightly tilts his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down when he swallows his saliva. “I guess I don’t mind having a little abyss mage give me a tour around the vast abode,” Kaveh says dramatically, letting his fringe fall over his eyes as he looks around the abode. You let out a choked gasp and looked at Kaveh, flabbergasted. You turn to look at Al Haitham and point at the blond man.

“Did you hear what he called me?! He called me an abyss mage!” You whine, tugging on Al Haitham’s shirt. “He’s indirectly calling me a gremlin, Al Haitham!” You said, turning to look at Kaveh with a glare on your face.

Kaveh smirks at you and looks away to hide the color pink that is slowly making its way up to his cheeks. Al Haitham sighs and makes you rest your head on his chest while giving Kaveh a look, his eyebrows raised and his eyes sharp as if he’s warning Kaveh to watch his mouth. You grumble and bury your face into Al Haitham’s neck as you start to question whether you should even give Kaveh a tour around the abode without being tempted to kick him over the edge for calling you an abyss mage.

“What is a gremlin, anyway?” Baizhu mutters, looking at you and Kaveh in confusion.

You slowly lift your face up from Al Haitham’s neck, about to answer Baizhu’s question, when Kaveh beats you to it. Kaveh looks over at Baizhu and points over in your direction. You stare at Kaveh with your mouth wide open, flabbergasted that he not only called you an abyss mage but pointed at you when Baizhu asked what a gremlin was.

“You’re lucky you’re Al Haitham’s roommate, or else I would’ve kicked you off the edge of the abode,” you scowled at Kaveh.

You grab a piece of bread roll and chuck it at the blond man sitting across from you. Kaveh quickly catches the bread roll and takes a bite out of it, smirking at you victoriously. You bristle with anger and jump out of Al Haitham’s lap, ready to lunge at the blond man that is mocking you from across the table.

“Don’t let him get to you, angel.” Diluc sighs, reaching over and pulling you down onto his lap. You growl and let yourself be engulfed in Diluc’s arms. You hold your hands up in front of you, making choking hand gestures at Kaveh while Diluc strokes your hair with his gloved hands, muttering comforting words into your ears.

Kaveh lets out an amused huff of breath, his shoulders bouncing as he laughs quietly to himself. Looking at you from across the table, you remind Kaveh of an angry feral kitten. Tail puffs up, back curving, hissing and spitting at him, trying to claw at him to fend for itself. But you know what reminds him of you the most? An abyss mage, especially the hydro abyss mages, because out of all of the elemental abyss mages, the hydro ones are the most annoying.

Xiao sighs and shakes his head. “I would advise you not to annoy [Y/N] any further. Childe has trained them in combat. Unless you want them to put you in your spot, I wouldn’t test [Y/N]’s patience if I were you,” Xiao states, shooting a small glare in Kaveh’s direction.

Kaeya chuckles and shakes his head. “I have never seen [Y/N] get this so worked up over someone. It’s cute but also a little terrifying,” the corners of Kaeya’s lips curl up.

Albedo looks over at you; you seem calmer now. You sit on Diluc’s lap with Diluc’s arms wrapping around you, his chin resting on the top of your head while stroking your hair. You slump against Diluc and let out a sigh through your nose, beginning to stare off into space. Albedo chuckles to himself and shakes his head.

“[Y/N], I think you should start giving Kaveh a tour around the abode now if you want to get it over with,” Albedo says softly.

You mumble and bury yourself further against Diluc’s chest. “I don’t think I want to give Kaveh a tour around the abode anymore,” you mutter. “He’s going to be calling an abyss mage the entire time during the tour,” you said.

Kazuha laughs and stands next to you and Diluc before giving your hand a gentle squeeze. “Come on, [Y/N]. It can’t be that bad,” Kazuha says softly.

“Might as well get it over with, you know? The longer you hold it off, the more you’re going to dread it,” Dainsleif says, wiping his plush lips with a cloth napkin.

You let out a long sigh and let your head hang low before slowly lifting your head. “I suppose that you’re right about that….” You trail off, slowly getting off of Diluc’s lap. “Fine, I’ll give Kaveh a tour around the abode now. In the meantime, I might contemplate dropping out of the Akademiya to avoid seeing his face,” you said, pointing at Kaveh.

Zhongli gives you a look. “You wouldn’t do that, especially when you went through the application process and took placement exams,” Zhongli says, taking a sip from his teacup.

“Yeah, you’re right,” you mumble, sighing in defeat. “Okay, come on, Kaveh. Let me give you a tour around our humble abode before you leave,” you said.

Kaveh gets up from his seat and follows after you, giving the men a polite smile before quickly flashing Al Haitham a middle finger as he walks off. Al Haitham rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

“Ah, how juvenile.” Dottore sighs dramatically, approaching the men with the other three Harbingers following after him.

Pierro watches Kaveh from afar, his arms over his chest. “Are you sure you want to leave [Y/N] alone with that blond boy? I don’t have a good feeling about him,” Pierro says, crossing his arms over his chest.

Scaramouche rolls his eyes. “And we don’t have a good feeling about the four of you,” Scaramouche retorts, narrowing his eyes at Pierro.

Diluc lets out a humorless laugh and rolls his eyes at Pierro’s comment. “You people should be the last ones to talk about who’s trustworthy and who’s not,” said Diluc.

Pantalone looks at Diluc, surprised by his comment, pressing his hand against his chest. “My, my. Still have trust issues?” Pantalone asks, giving Diluc a fake smile.

“If [Y/N] can put their trust in us, then all of you shouldn’t have an issue with trusting us,” Capitano says gruffly.

Tighnari frowns. “[Y/N]’s too trusting; that’s the problem,” Tighnari says softly, clenching his hands into tight fists.

Meanwhile, on the middle island of the abode, you and Kaveh stand three feet from each other. You point at the bathhouse that is surrounded by cat-shaped plants. “This is where we relax. You can either go to the bathhouse on your own or be accompanied by your friends,” you said unenthusiastically.

“Why would anyone want to go there with someone else other than to have company?” Kaveh asks, raising his eyebrows at you.

You let out a small “pfft” before answering his question, “Because who wouldn’t want to see shirtless, sweaty men?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at the blond man.

“Me! I don’t want to see shirtless, sweaty men,” Kaveh deadpans.

You make a face. “Well, you should because it will change your life,” you said, walking towards the garden where the men plant various flowers from different regions. Kaveh follows behind you and raises his eyebrows at your response to his comment.

“Change my life as in what? Traumatize me?” Kaveh asks, crossing his arms over his chest, letting the wind blow in his face.

You open your mouth to retort but close your mouth with a huff. There was no use in arguing with someone like Kaveh. Al Haitham has told you many things about Kaveh and the arguments that they would get into over the pettiest things. This was probably one of them.

“Aside from the bathhouse, we have a garden that consists of many flora and fauna of Teyvat! The Harbingers have a botanical garden as well, but we’re not stepping foot in their estate because….” You trailed off, giving Kaveh a fake smile, “because we don’t have permission to enter their estate!” You said.

Kaveh cocks his eyebrows at you. “You hesitated,” Kaveh says.

“I talk slow sometimes; it’s normal,” you reply, brushing off Kaveh’s comment. “I need to find the right words, or else I’ll stumble over my sentences,” you said. You clear your throat and continue to give Kaveh a tour of one of the biggest gardens in the abode. You’re not much of a plant parent, but you’re proud of how well these plants are growing in another environment.

Kaveh walks beside you, gazing down at you curiously. “Why do those four Harbingers reside here? Their presence feels out of place,” Kaveh says softly.

You shrug your shoulders and look at the field of glaze lilies, silk flowers, lamp grass, cecilias, and calla lilies. “They just invited themselves along,” you said, tapping on your chin. “It was a bit strange at first, but they’re nice!” You said, smiling up at Kaveh.

Taken aback by the sight of your smile, Kaveh looks at the garden and clears his throat, his cheeks warming up. “Their presence puts a damper on the bright atmosphere of this abode. I mean, look at their estate,” Kaveh motions his head towards the tall, black, and gray estate. “It looks ominous, as if it’s holding many secrets and experiments that go unseen,” Kaveh says.

You laugh nervously and scratch your arm lightly, goosebumps beginning to form on your arms. “You’re starting to freak me out a little bit with your comment, Kaveh,” you said softly.

Kaveh’s eyes soften, and he sighs quietly. Kaveh places his hand on your shoulders, “I didn’t mean to frighten you with the way I speak about their estate and their presence,” Kaveh murmurs. “I know that you’re in safe hands when living with Al Haitham and the others, but the Doctor is a dangerous man. I can’t fathom the fact that he is living in the abode with you, someone evil like him, living under the same teapot with someone as harmless as you,” Kaveh says.

You blink at Kaveh. “You said that I’m harmless, but you call me an abyss mage many times,” you commented.

Kaveh snorts and wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close to him, and rubs the top of your head lightly with his knuckles. “It’s an endearing nickname! Kind of like how that big oaf of an oni calls you onikabuto booboo bear,” Kaveh smirks.

“I-” You’re rendered speechless and let out a scoff. You lightly hit Kaveh’s arms and let him continue to have his arms wrap around your shoulders, your head resting on his chest. “How is an abyss mage endearing?! They’re little shits!” You exclaim.

“Exactly! And that is what you are: a little shit!” Kaveh cackles, his head thrown back, his body shaking with laughter. Your jaw drops, and you elbow Kaveh in the gut, making Kaveh release you from his grasp. You glare at Kaveh and smack him upside of his head as he continues to howl with laughter. Seeing the immense joy on Kaveh’s face, the sound of his laugh, and his pretty he looks when he smiles so widely, makes you feel some kind of way. A smile slowly makes its way up your face as heat slowly creeps onto your cheeks and to the tip of your ears. Kaveh is undeniably beautiful, and you can’t help but admire his beauty. Kaveh wipes the tears from his eyes and looks down at you; you look away from Kaveh, covering up your smile with a dramatic pout while crossing your arms over your chest.

“You’re rude and have no manners. Maybe that’s why you’re single,” you mutter, walking away from Kaveh and heading toward the last floating island in the abode.

Kaveh stares after you, his mouth agape. “Rude!” Kaveh exclaims, following after you.

You plop down on the grassy field and lie down, staring up at the cloudy sky in the abode. You lay on your hands and close your eyes, releasing long sighs. Kaveh looks around the empty field of grass in confusion; there is nothing to see at all other than the distant view of the other islands. Kaveh sits down beside you and stares down at you while you lay there, eyes closed and basking in the sunlight.

Kaveh’s eyes scan your face, and he slowly raises his hand to trace your features. Your nose, your lips, your cupid’s bow, the shape of your eyebrows, the tiny imperfections that the loves of your life consider to be cute and perfect just the way they are. Before his finger can touch your face, your eyes snap open, and you grab onto his finger, startling Kaveh.

“What are you doing?” You ask, narrowing your eyes at Kaveh.

Kaveh stutters, his cheeks turning bright red. “I…” He trails off, unsure of what to say to you after getting caught red-handed.

You sit up and release his finger before wrapping your arms around yourself. “What? Cat got your tongue?” You tease, sticking your tongue out at him.

A small smile appears on Kaveh’s face, catching you off guard. You gulp and stare at him like a fish out of water. You couldn’t help but be mesmerized by Kaveh’s beauty and how the sun shined on him, making him look ethereal.

Kaveh chuckles and shakes his head. “Cute,” He says, leaning back on his hands and looking out into the distance. Archons, that man is mesmerizing without having to put effort into looking breathtaking.

You blink at Kaveh. “Are you saying that sarcastically or….” You trailed off, blinking at Kaveh owlishly.

Kaveh looks over at you and blinks. “You’re cute,” Kaveh states. He reaches over and pinches your cheek with a small smile on his face. “I meant it as a compliment, not as sarcasm or an insult,” Kaveh adds.

“But you called me an abyss mage,” you deadpan.

Kaveh rolls his eyes with a smile on his face. “And? Itto calls you an onikabuto— an insect. I think calling you an abyss mage is better than being called an insect,” Kaveh says, scooting closer to you.

“But bugs are innocent!” You exclaimed. Kaveh cocks an eyebrow at you. “Kind of… but abyss mages are evil little shits who ruin everybody’s day just by existing!” You whine.

Kaveh hums thoughtfully. “I mean, I can say the same for you,” Kaveh jokes.

You scoff and lightly shove Kaveh, suppressing a smile that threatens to appear on your face. “You’re rude! You’ve been nothing but rude to me ever since we first met!” You grumble.

Kaveh pouts at you dramatically and wraps his arms around you, and pulls you into his arms. Your face smushes against Kaveh’s chest while he pets your head like how Diluc was stroking your hair prior to the tour of the abode.

“Oh, don’t be a big baby, abyss mage. I tease you like this because I like you,” Kaveh says, patting the top of your head.

You look up at Kaveh, and you see nothing but his chin and up his nose. “You need to trim your nose hairs. They’re starting to peek out like those mora stealing weasels,” you said softly, reaching up to pull on one of his nose hairs that were peeking out from his nose to get a better look at its surroundings. Kaveh scoff and swats your hands away from his nose, glaring down at you. You giggle and pat his cheek lightly.

You move from Kaveh’s side to sit on his lap, wrapping your arms around his waist and rubbing his back. “I like you too, Kaveh! Other than the nickname that you’ve given me, you’re an okay person,” You said.

“Gee, thanks.” Kaveh snorts, rolling his eyes before looking down at you with a soft smile on his face. “You’re the only person that I can stand out of those people that live in this abode,” Kaveh says, pressing his lips on the top of your head, catching you off guard.

“Really?” You ask.

“Nah.” He shakes his head.

You gasp and push him away from you, climbing out of his lap with an angry huff. “Why are you leading me on?!” You exclaim.

“Wha— I am not leading you on! This is playful bantering, and you’re going to have to get used to it if you’re going to continue to be in my life,” Kaveh says dramatically.

You roll your eyes and rub your throbbing temples. “You’re lucky you’re cute, or else I would’ve kicked your ass off of this island a long time ago,” you sigh, looking up at the sky to remain calm.

“Ha! Funny, I was thinking the same thing,” Kaveh says, sticking his tongue out at you.

You raise your eyebrows at Kaveh. “What a juvenile act for a man of your caliber,” You sass.

Kaveh snorts and shakes his head. “I can say the same thing about you, you little shit.” He pulls you down and traps you in his arms, rubbing your hair affectionately. “You’re irresistible. You know that, right?” Kaveh murmurs into your hair.

You glance up at Kaveh and nod your head, brushing your hair off your shoulders playfully. “Of course I do! How do you think I was able to get over twenty boyfriends?” You ask cheekily.

Kaveh rolls his eyes and covers your entire face with his hands, and shakes your head lightly. “You’re starting to get annoying, you little shit. Truly living up to the abyss mage nickname I’ve given you,” Kaveh mutters.

You grab onto his hands and smile up at him cheekily. “Admit it; you love it.” You grin.

Kaveh rolls his eyes and pinches your nose, making you squeal and try to unlatch his fingers from the tip of your nose. Kaveh laughs and releases your nose, laying down on the grassy field and bringing you down with him by wrapping his arm around your neck. The two of you lay there for a while, in each other's arms, while looking at the cloudy sky. Maybe adding another person to your growing circle wouldn’t hurt, especially when that person is one of your boyfriend’s roommate. It looks like they’ll be roommates again sooner than later.

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